PART IV
The door slammed against the wall and the two alphas entered. Nathan hadn’t heard the click of it being unlocked and it made him jump. Evidentially his captor was also taken by surprise as his body jolted.
“Right slut, second go.” Said the bigger one.
Nathan felt himself being manoeuvred into position and realised with a start that he could feel more of his body. Why and how? He needed to find out.

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I was delirious. My fantasies were becoming reality. They used handfuls of my hair and sharp slaps to my body to force me into position. Back on my knees Chris now held my head and Tony was behind me. My ass was throbbing from the first fucking but it felt empty. Having Tony’s cock in there would be heaven and my mouth was already watering at the thought of Chris’s monster. All my thoughts turned to this moment. Every instant was savoured as one might a sip of brandy. Years of longing were distilling down into a reality I had dreamed of for so long and I wanted to preserve this experience forever. A record of where this new life began. In my heightened state every nerve in my body was tuned to the highest sensitivity and all the brain power I could spare to process and remember. I could barely hear the porn on the TV.

Then it started. Chris pulled my hair and I swallowed his cock. At the same time Tony impaled me from behind. They owned the rhythm this time. Both thrusting into me at the same time. I lost myself. I lost myself to the degradation and to the cock. I was here, where I’d dreamed of for so long.

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Nathan steeled himself for the pain but it wasn’t as bad as last time. Worse was the inability to breathe. This one’s cock was so big it stretched his jaw but as he couldn’t control his body he had to rely on his captor. And his captor seemed to be losing it. Nathan could feel the weight of oppression lift. One notch on the belt of the prison. No longer did the torrent of information from his body pour through in tightly controlled streams. Now it seemed to come from everywhere, random feeds piercing the barrier from all directions before shutting off and appearing from a different direction.

He tested his prison again. A soft outward pressure. Tensing his mental state he visualised himself exhale and grow. His confinement expanded, the fog began to clear, and more feeling from his body poured through. He felt the soreness of his knees and the locker key bands cutting into his wrists. A slapping against his balls announced Tony’s balls with every thrust, a dull pain seeping in. He even felt his nipples tingle, their erect buds untouched and desperate for attention. Nathan always loved the girls biting his nipples.

Another expansion gave him more of his own brain back. He felt his consciousness flood into every neuron as water fills a vessel. Each firing of his synapses gave him more. More intelligence, more space, more information. More power. And with each enlargement the hatred that drove Nathan increased. An exponential growth that turned the pressure within the prison into a weapon, and Nathan knew when that weapon would be used. He just needed to get it to critical before that moment came.

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I was dizzy. The excitement of fulfilling my desires was driving me wild and I embraced it with a passion borne of years of suppression. Chris and Tony pistoned into me from each end with such force it seemed they would meet in the middle. I struggled to breathe properly as Chris forced his huge cock into my throat. But the real pleasure came from Tony. While not as big as Chris he drove it into my ass with amazing technique. I submitted to him, giving up any pretext of control in order to give him full access. My ass belonged to him and I was smitten, a willing slave to his permitted rape. So intense was this moment that I seemed to lose the rest of the room to an encroaching darkness. I was glad. Such an experience as this must be enjoyed with full attention. I didn’t even notice my own cock dripping pre-cum as it swung around below me.

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One more expansion thought Nathan. Just one more and he would be ready. With more brain mass to process information his anger had turned to rage and threatened to engulf him. But Nathan knew how to handle it. He reminded himself of his unrestrained violence in detention and held onto the control process. With his fury boiling around him he forced a calm centre, a steel core controlling his constricted passions. In the real world he controlled an area of his own brain the size of a walnut, but internally he was a giant. A seething monster breaking free from his shackles and ready to commit bloody murder. He would rip his captor apart cell by cell if he had to. He would take joy in reducing him to a single neuron and then burning it.

A final push gave Nathan the power he felt he needed. He now encouraged his rage. He thought of how his own mind had been subjugated, his own body stolen from him. The despicable acts he had endured. He turned the shame and guilt of enjoyment into a powerful reinforcement and gave his recipe time to come to full strength.
Nathan waited for his moment.

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Chris came first. He filled my mouth with thick salty cum and I swallowed as fast as it came. This time I was pushed away, a strong hand slamming into my forehead. I fell forwards and turned my face just in time as my ear hit the padded floor. This pushed my ass up giving Tony even greater access and he used it well. He squatted on the balls of his feet and slammed into me so hard each thrust forced me to grunt. I heard him grunting also and knew he was close and for the first time I noticed how close I was. I knew Chris was sitting in front of me but he seemed to have disappeared into the darkness surrounding me.

Tony let out a roar and pumped me full of cum, thrusting down with such force it hurt my knees. His cock rammed in so deep it forced me to climax and I ejaculated hard onto the floor, each shot eliciting a cry. It was so intense my already shrunken world grew smaller until it was just me and the sweaty padding at my head.

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It was not as he imagined. Nathan waited until all his captors attention was on his own climax, an intense sensation that caused him to lose concentration, but only for a moment. He tensed, paused, and unleashed all the fury he had built. Where he had imagined a sudden explosion there was instead a rapid expansion. The fog imprisoning him retreated as though sucked out and the information feeds that had been pouring in shut off. For a brief moment Nathan was numb again, alone in his private hell, but as quick as it came it was engulfed by the normal feeling of his body. His brain was his again and the information flowed around it once more. Every source split into a million different pathways. Nathan was inundated with all the sensations of his body one takes for granted or gets used to. He felt his heart thumping in his chest, the air flowing through his nostrils, the pain in his knee that had been there since detention. Everything.

Such was the sudden release and emotional impact of reclaiming his own body, Nathan paused. It was a mistake.

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I took scant notice of the guys leaving.