I slowly opened my eyes. My head was throbbing and I felt sick. I lifted my head and looked at my surroundings. I was lying on a large, comfortable bed with red bedsheets. As I looked further, I saw that I was in a square  room, it was about twenty five meters each side. The walls and ceiling were plain concrete but the floor had a soft, red carpet. In one corner of the room, there was a couch and a steel table, with what looked like medical restraints in all of the corners and some hanging from the roof. Just next to it, there was a large cupboard. In another corner, there was a shower, a toilet a mirror and a sink. There was also a large wooden x-shaped piece of wood standing against the wall a few meters further along with another large cupboard. 

I looked down at myself and saw that I was completely naked. I saw my well-built body and my seven inch cock. I stood up, leaning against the bedpost, nearly falling over. Then I felt something hanging around my neck, not tight enough to be uncomfortable or stop my breathing, but enough so that it fit snugly and I couldn’t take it off. It felt like leather, with a piece of metal attached to it. I stumbled over to the mirror and looked at my reflection. I looked at my dark brown hair and blue eyes,  then at my neck. I was wearing a collar. It was made of black leather and had a small tag with writing on it. It was difficult to read it in the mirror, but I think that it read; MH 6673. I thought about what that could be, but then I started to think how I had gotten there in the first place. I couldn’t remember anything. I couldn’t even remember my own name. I started to panic and quickly recited the alphabet and said “she sells sea shells on the sea shore.” a few times. At least I could remember how to talk and read and write.

I rinsed my face in the sink and sat on the sofa. I looked over at the steel table  and saw that they were definitely restraints in each corner and attached to the roof by a length of chain. I stood up and inspected the cupboard. I pulled the handle, but it was locked so I sat back down on the couch.   

I sat there for a what felt like a few hours, but I couldn’t be sure because there wasn’t a clock. Then there was a green light in one of the corners of the room, and a woman appeared. I was embarrassed about my nakedness, but could do nothing to cover my self. As the woman came closer, I saw that her skin was a light blue color and her eyes were red. She walked slowly toward me, she was wearing what looked like a nurses uniform. She just stood there looking at me for a few minutes, as if waiting for something.

“Where am I?” I asked, if nothing just to break the silence. She said nothing for a moment and I wondered if she could speak English. “You are in Austers Intercourse Clinic.” she said, in a voice like silk. “You are here because you have been selected by the Mage’s Council to take part in our intercourse program.” I was about to say something, but she held up her hand. “Please.” she said, “I will give you the standard briefing, then you may ask questions.” 

I leaned back into the couch and waited. “Now.” she continued, “You have been selected for the program because of your physical attributes of fitness. You are to undertake some examinations and tests to see if you will be able to perform as a Male Human Sex Worker. You may have already guessed what a Sex Worker does, but I will tell you anyway. A sex worker will provide erotic experiences for our clients, who are all involved with Magic. They may be Human Mages or magical creatures, male or female, but either way, it is your job to do anything that they want.” 

“What if I don’t want to?” I asked, quite scared about what jobs would be asked of me. “Well,” she said, “we will have to have you euthanized.” I swallowed. 

“Do you agree to cooperate?” she asked. I nodded. “Good. I will be conducting your tests and physical examination. Then you will have a short rest, and will receive your first client.” I sat still. “Now go and lie on the steel table over there, and don’t say a word.” 

I complied and shuffled over to the table and lay down on it. I gasped as the cold metal touched my skin, and it made my spine tingle. She walked up behind my head and pulled up my arms. After a pause, she secured my arms into the medical restraints, then did the same to my legs. Now I was lying spread eagle on the table. “Are you ready?” she asked. Remembering what she had said about talking, I simply nodded.

She held her hand out flat and mumbled something, and a tube of sex lube appeared in her hand.