"Ready for the next subject." Namjoon double checked the folder. "Five-five-four-seven. Jeon J. K. Is he awake?”
The intercom crackled. “Waking up.”
“Good. Bring him in.”
The door buzzed open and a few assistants entered, one pushing the subject in a wheelchair, while Namjoon quickly reviewed his notes on the subject's examination progress. "He's on four. Set thirteen." Namjoon informed them without looking up from the folder. They immediately got to work setting up the equipment and preparing the subject as Namjoon continued to read.
This one was beginning his first trial in the second and last phase of their thirteenth experiment set, one of their most notorious sets. Namjoon looked up.
Oh.
That's right.
554-7 was one of his favorites.
Peak physical condition. Extraordinary strength, stamina, energy, and will. He had completed multiple tests flawlessly, and on the first attempt too. And on top of all that, he was just…beautiful.
Namjoon nodded to himself and flipped through the subject's history. He smirked at a couple of his old scribbles.
He seems to like it when his body is exhausted.
I think he finds pleasure in torturing his own senses.
He likes to torture himself.
Then set thirteen would be perfect for him.
The assistants finally stepped away, revealing the subject now secured on machine four. Namjoon nodded, and the assistants left the room. The door buzzed shut. Namjoon straightened his lab coat, staring at the subject. God, he was beautiful.
Machine four and its restraints were set up so that the subject would be standing, bent at a forty-five degree angle with their legs spread to receive whatever the fucking machine had to give them. Their wrists were cuffed together, and their arms were pulled back and tied to the wall behind them so their torso would be completely exposed. A padded band circled their waist with S-links on each side to connect to chains welded to the wall. This was to ensure they couldn't buck forwards to escape and potentially ruin a whole trial. The setup utilized a spreader bar between the subjects knees and finally, their ankles were cuffed to short rails of industrial pipe welded to the floor on either side of them…Namjoon was quite proud of this design.
Set thirteen required an additional tool. A milker. However, what made set thirteen notorious was not the milker—which had been introduced briefly in a prior set—but the amount of time it took to complete the set. Phase one itself was an entire month of no permitted sexual stimulation from the researchers, the assistants, or even the subjects themselves. This…frustrating process took place to ensure a full sample could be collected during phase two, an arguably equally torturous undertaking.
Namjoon couldn't wait for 554-7 to experience it. He was excited to see how this golden subject among hundreds would fare in one of their most difficult experiments.
The subject was still a bit drowsy from the sedative. He blinked sleepily at Namjoon. Fuck, he looked so cute. It was too bad none of the personnel were allowed to speak to the subjects. Regardless, they had a schedule to follow, and Namjoon would prefer if he stayed ahead. Ogling at the subject would not help. He promptly turned on the fucking machine to a slow, easy setting. The subject made a small noise in response. Namjoon happily watched and began taking notes.
