Kelsea signed up for the Living Fuck Doll program as soon as she turned eighteen. She figured it would be easy money. She’d spend five years in a chemically induced coma, the implant keeping her sedated and nourished, while some guy fucked the hell out of her any time he liked. Easy money, right?

Well, she’d signed up for a new experimental implant without really reading the details, because it meant a little extra money in her account when her service time was over.

Instead of a comatose state, she was awake and aware the entire time. The implant still kept her nourished and kept her in a semi-paralyzed state, unable to move or speak on her own.

Every thrust of his cock up her ass, into her aching cunt, or down her throat was powerful and made her wish she could moan, scream, or whimper - for the first year anyway.

Now, she was nearing the end of her fifth year and she wondered if she’d ever be able to enjoy life without a cock destroying her holes and a man treating her like nothing more than a sex toy. She wondered if the Living Fuck Doll program would take her in for another five years.