I was prompted to write this and I think it turned out well so I decided I'd share it here. If you're not comfortable with CNC I'd probably stop reading after this bad joke. There are 10 kinds of people in the world, those that know binary and those who don't.
You wake up, but are not ever sure of that. There is no light, no sound, only the pounding of your heart. Your body is week, numb, cold. For a terrifying moment you think you might be dead and are plunged into nothingness. It's only the taste of rubber separating sore jaws and gagging you that provides any hint of sensation and shows it might not be over.
The thousands of prickling daggers shooting into you as ice water splashes over you makes you regret that. The thought you had been cold before vanishes as you begin to feebly shiver. Any hope that might warm you vanishes as your tits are plunged into water that burns before stabbing icicles into you.
Your trembling gradually makes you more aware of your body. Hunched together over a plastic tub slowly cutting it to your neck and thighs as it fills with icy water. Heavy chains hold you together, but they too are frozen. It seems there is no warm in the world.
Until you feel a hot rob threatening to split you open. Stabbing into you. One massive thrust to bury it in your cold body. You try to scream but there is no sound. An attempt to move is met by a hard blow raking along your back. You are trapped, helpless and worst of all thankfully. You cling to the warmth, desperately trying to hold it in you. Ache when it leaves. Rejoice at each hard hammering thrust.
And they go on and on. Time ceases to have any meaning. There is only that hard, unceasing jackhammering. It swells inside you. Throbbing. Filling you. Until it burst, flooding you with heat as you mind blanks with pleasure.
A little while later you begin to stir. It's hard as warmth envelopes you in a cocoon of softness. Blankets are piled on after the other atop you, pushing you down into the hospital bed. The room is bright and filled with sounds. You make some feeble noise and attract the attention of the nurse.
They're worried. They say you had a bad reaction to the anesthesia, went into shock. That you've been in the ICU for a whole day.
But you know that's not true. You can still feel the warmth oozing inside you.
