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*This is a work of fiction and all characters are over the age of 18.*

*This story is set in the near future.*

Sophia watched him take off the gown and put it in the drawer, she immediately hit the button to close it and retrieve the gown. He would not be needing it back. Forcing him to be naked so quickly gave her a rush too. He was a distinguished older man, and probably more attractive than he realized, but was now made to feel even more embarrassed and vulnerable. It was nearly impossible not to feel more vulnerable when one was naked. And that easily, she had made this respected, powerful, older man be naked, and she had the power to make him remain so. She hadn’t done it for any sort of perverse sexual reason of course, merely for the psychological impact on him. But she had to admit to herself now that there had been a psychological impact on her as well, though she tried to minimize it in the name of science.

Proceeding to the next step, she decided that she would let him feel rewarded for compliance, and give him the illusion of choice. She was gonna give him a little food regardless of his answer, but she was curious which he would pick, light or food.

William stopped moving and immediately answered, “food please,” and Sophia was pleased. She got up and went off to the galley and retrieved a single hard boiled egg and put it in the drawer. She also put in a small 6 oz bottle of water, before pushing the drawer open into the room.

She noted how quickly the subject moved in optimism at the sound of the drawer and thought how his reaction would be to the small amount of food and water. Grateful for getting any, or angry that it was so little?

William eagerly, if blindly reached into the drawer and found the tiny bottle of water, but kept searching around for more until he brushed into something cold and hard. He wasn’t sure what it was, but it had been refrigerated. He picked both objects up in one hand and continued to feel for more, but there wasn’t anything. The drawer stayed open though. He examined the hard object with his fingers and discovered the egg shape. His heart sank as he thought if he had just been given a raw egg. He moved the bottle to his other hand, and then gently hit the egg on the edge of the drawer. He felt it give way a bit, and was relieved it didn’t just crack open and spill everywhere. Feeling around it, he came to the conclusion that it was a single hard boiled egg. Impatiently, he started to peel it, upset that there wasn’t more food.

He finally got most of the shell off and ate it in two bites. And then drank half the water in just about a single swallow. Most of the egg shell pieces he was pretty sure were in the drawer. He wondered he might ration the water, but ended up drinking the rest of that and putting the empty bottle in the drawer as well.

Trying to be diplomatic, he asked, “Can I have more please?” despite the irrational anger he was feeling.

Sophia watched him find the meager offering and then understand what the egg was. She was amused at his initial attempt and made a note to perhaps give him two eggs, one boiled and one raw, as an experiment.

Looking at his vitals and the expression on his face through the night vision cameras, she could see how angry he was. He was almost shaking with it. That would not do.

“Perhaps tomorrow,” she replied, pressing the intercom button. “Good night.” And she closed the drawer with a clank.

It was only 5am, but he didn’t know that. She smiled and sat back to watch his reaction.

The anger drained out of William and he slumped, almost letting out a cry of despair. He didn’t think it was night time, but how could he really know? He had no idea how long he had slept, and the single egg seemed to only increase his hunger. That ‘good night’ had seemed so final and it almost seemed like she was punishing him for something.

He started to walk across the room blindly, not feeling his way along the walls this time, feeling defeated, until his shin bumped into the bed, likely leaving a bruise. He cursed and then laid down on the bed again, fully aware of his completely nude body on display through the night vision cameras but unable to do anything about it. He tried to force himself to go to sleep but could not. Had this been a big mistake? There was no way out of this now, but he didn’t feel like he was cut out for it. He should have wondered this through better, but he was too blinded by finally being able to see the experiment through. Things were gonna get much worse and all he felt was dread…

Sophia sat back watching him. The realty of his situation appeared to be setting in more for him now and she wrote a paragraph about it. Facing the realities of loss of control and hunger. He was also obviously very uncomfortable with being nude, and she enjoyed that. As part of the experiment of course. That is what she told herself anyway.

The subject started mumbling and talking to himself and that was noteworthy. The isolation and lack of stimulus starting to affect his mind. She reached over to the environmental controls. The room was currently at a comfortable 72 degrees fahrenheit, and she pressed the down button to set the temperature to 60. It didn’t take long for the room to cool down and the subject mumbled louder and curled in on himself to deal with the cooler temps. She dropped it down to 40.

William felt the temperature dropping and the room getting colder and colder and started to shiver. He curled into the tightest ball he could on the bed, miserable.

Sophia left him like that for an hour or so, monitoring his vitals. She didn’t want to cause hypothermia. As his vitals started to wane, she increased the temperature, setting the thermostat to 100 degrees. It took about 20 minutes for the room to get there, but soon the subject was no longer shivering and was spreading himself out on the bed and then sweating.

Sophia grabbed a six pack of full size water bottles and sent them through the drawer while turning on the lights to maximum brightness. She then found programming to put on the monitor in the cell. It was hours of decadent foods without sound. Just images of the most amazing and delicious food.

That should hold him for a while. Well, once he was able to open his eyes after the sudden bright light. The water would be needed to deal with the heat safely and she would supply more as needed.

William had wondered he was gonna freeze to death and started fantasizing of warm tropical breezes when he noticed the temperatures begin to rise again. It took several minutes for the shivering to stop before he felt comfortable again, but then the lights suddenly came on, blinding him painfully. He groaned and covered his eyes as the ambient temperature seemed to be getting even warmer.

Soon he was sweating and started to fear he was gonna be cooked alive. He heard the drawer open, but needed time for his eyes to adjust to the light. They eventually did and he got up and stumbled to the drawer, retrieving the water. He sat down on the floor, trying to discover any relief from the heat and drank. He then noticed the food porn on the TV and moaned, his stomach growling. He started talking more loudly now. Complaining of hunger and discomfort, but there was nothing else for hours. The boredom of isolation really started to affect his mind.

The day dragged on into night and Sophia decided to extend this treatment for a while as she watched the subject mentally break down more. For the next several days, she gave him small amounts of food, enough water to keep him healthy, and random periods of light and dark with varying temperatures, making notes the entire time. She left during a period of his sleep to check on their houses before returning. And then reviewing the recording discovered something new.

The subject had awoken with an erection and started to stroke it. Sophia watched, wide eyed. SHe was not completely inexperienced sexually, but she had concentrated on college and career so much, that she wasn’t that experienced either. She had never watched a man masturbate and it aroused her to see. She tried to suppress that, but couldn’t entirely. He started to moan and Sophia got even more turned on while wondering if she should put a stop to this. She couldn’t tear her eyes away though. With a loud moan, the subject ejaculated, shooting semen across his chest and belly. He then went back to sleep, the semen drying in place.

When he woke again, he masturbated again. This was looking like it was gonna be an problem. As much as she was fascinated by watching it, she felt like she needed to do something to prevent it from being chronic.

She went on the computer and searched on “ways to prevent male masturbation” and hit enter, eyes widening at the results…

NSFW: yes

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