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Training Protocol: Subject Lucario
Subject #448.23: Lucario knelt in the center of the chamber, his legs held apart by a metal spread bar, his arms secured behind his back in firm cuffs. The leather straps connecting them to the harness around his chest spike ensured he remained in perfect posture, his trembling frame on full display, while his collar was just tight enough that he had difficulties breathing properly, especially through the ball gag they had forced on him. His chest rose and fell rapidly, soft muffled noises escaping past the firm ball gag that stretched his jaw. Drool had already begun to drip down his chin. Yet, despite the restraints, despite the rules drilled into his mind, his eyes still held defiance, a glint of resistance that hadn't been extinguished... yet.
Rules:
Never talk!
Never misbehave!
Never fight back!
Never show anger!
Never be ungrateful!
This is what they told him, the staff of the facility, like his friends back in the tight group cells. He remembered them clearly; they couldn't sit for days. Even his boyfriend lost the lust for their secret acts. The pain he endured was just too much… especially after they strapped him to an examination table afterwards and tested multiple dildos on him, increasing tremendously in size. …They really know how to punish us… HOW IS THIS SUPPOSED TO MAKE US BETTER POKÉMON?! This sudden change in his mood was immediately caught by the cameras before his training had even truly started. A sharp electronic chime rang through the chamber. A voice echoed from hidden speakers in a calm, clinical, and emotionless manner: "SUBJECT 448.23, STAY IN TRAINING FACILITY ROOM 13B IS EXTENDED INDEFINITELY!"
A cold shiver ran down his spine. His breath hitched. Panic threatened to rise. He needed to behave! Otherwise, he wouldn’t get out of there anytime soon. Slowly, he positioned his paws on his ass and started to stretch, his muscles already aching in anticipation. Another sudden announcement echoed through the chamber: "Subject 448.23, your posture is unsatisfactory. Correction required!"
They forced Lucario to arch his ass even further, his thighs burning under the strain. His bottom was clenched, and it already hurt, but he obeyed… His heartbeat pounded in his chest. There was no other choice. But then, the real punishment began… One of the facility trainers stepped inside, carrying a huge plank. He loomed over Lucario, his gaze raking over the restrained body before him. “Let's see how you will look after our ‘training’!” he muttered, amusement dripping from his tone. With a swift, practiced motion, he brought the plank down. CRACK! A sharp, precise slap struck Lucario’s exposed bottom. The pain vibrated through his body. His muffled whimper barely made it past the gag before another strike landed, firmer this time. The trainers were methodical, ensuring each hit left a lingering sting, each moment stretched into an eternity of discipline and pain... But then, they realized.. HIS UNGRATEFUL WHIMPER! THATS AGAINST THE RULES!!!
"Disobedience results in consequences, Subject 448.23."
the next strike landed lower and heavier.. a direct, merciless slap to his vulnerable balls.
"WHUMP!"
His body jerked involuntarily against the restraints. A muffled cry escaped against the ball gag,
"GUHHMPF!!"
But he did not resist ! He could not resist !! The rules were absolute !!!
" Subject 448.23! SHOW GRATITUDE!!! "
The trainer leaned down, his voice like ice. “If you don’t show any gratefulness for your training, I will hit your balls again!” The pain forced Lucario into a slight, desperate smile in the hope of being spanked on his bottom instead.
A pause ..
The trainer took his time, admiring his trembling form, his bottom shivering under his touch. Seeing through his fake smile, he smirked. Lucario’s pulse thundered in his chest. The trainer hesitated… just for a moment. Then, his voice darkened. “Seems like you have to learn the quick, hard way.
Maybe this will make you reconsider all the work we’ve put into you… and will put into you afterwards, hehe. Oh and that was a joke of course there will be many, manyyy heavy ball spanks just for you…” He leaped forward again, but this time, he didn’t hit just once, he launched into a frenzy of quick, repeated strikes, each one harsher than the last hitting his bottom and balls.
"HMMPF!"
"AMMMPF!"
"AHHHMMPF!"
"NNYAAAHH!!"
"NGHAAAAHH!!"
Tears welled up in Lucario’s eyes. His whole body convulsed against the restraints. The pain was unbearable, devastating. His bottom and testicles were flushed light red from all the spanks he had already endured. He shivered and panted heavily as best as he could... But like that, he disobeyed the rules once again.. A final sudden announcement rang through the room:
"Disobedience results in consequences, Subject 448.23! THIS WAS YOUR LAST ATTEMPT!"
"SUBJECT 448.23, STAY IN TRAINING FACILITY ROOM 13B IS EXTENDED PERMANENTLY!"
"TRAINER 445.2 IS PROMOTED TO EXCLUSIVELY TRAIN SUBJECT 448.23. ACCESS TO DILDOS IS GRANTED."
The trainer joyfully caressed Lucario’s ass. “Hmm, that means it’s just me and you from now on. Don’t worry!! the dildos will wait. You’re not nearly done with our spanking session.” The trainer takes another swing Another direct strike on his balls. Lucario’s eyes clinched, his fate was sealed …
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