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This is a short 4,000 word commission I wrote recently. Posted all in one go and a big thank you to the person who commissioned it!

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A Night at the Movies

By Elfy

“The Impossible Mission? No… Fifty Shades of Black? Hell no…” James looked down the board of movies being shown with boredom. Nothing was standing out to him, it all looked like the same generic and boring rubbish that he had seen a thousand times before.

“Don’t you have anything more interesting than this crap?” James asked the woman in the ticket booth next to the sign.

“More interesting, sir?” The woman asked as she checked the tickets and allowed entry to a family who were going to see the family comedy, “A Toy’s Tale”.

“Yeah. I don’t want a stupid, generic film that’s just like every other film. Do you have something that is different? Something I won’t have seen before.”

The female cinema worker looked around and saw that all the people that had been hanging around outside had been admitted. She looked back at James and smiled a little bit.

“We do have… Something.” The woman said slyly, “A new and more interactive experience, very experimental. It is a one seat cinema; it is designed to give one person an experience they will never, ever forget.”

“One seat? Must be expensive.” James replied. He was more than a little intrigued, “What’s the film about.”

“It’s about change, renewal and free will.” The woman said as James walked over to her, “It is artistic.”

“How much? When can I see it?” James asked. He was very curious, this sounded like just what he had been looking for.

“There is no cost, at least not in terms of money.” The woman said, “It is an artistic experiment. Only for people wanting a new movie watching experience. Only one showing a day as well. It starts at midnight.”

James was very intrigued in this extraordinary sounding movie. He didn’t hesitate at all to hand over his money and take the one and only ticket, he was already there for the late showing so he didn’t have too long to wait for the clock to tick along until midnight. He just hung around the area until his watch told him it was five minutes until show time.

Walking back to the cinema, James saw it was in darkness and he briefly wondered if he had been tricked until he saw the woman from earlier standing by the door. She was still in her uniform and smiled serenely as James approached.

“I’m glad you came back.” The cinema worker said as she pushed the cinema door open.

James stepped into the darkness. With no other films showing it was clear the cinema was closed, he strongly suspected that he and the attendant were the only two people on the premises.

James followed the woman into the building, he felt rather creeped out by the darkness that was all around them. The large lobby full of posters and cut outs looked a lot more sinister when they cast their shadows as a result of the torch.

“I don’t suppose I could get some popcorn or something?” James asked as he spotted the confectionary area. Like the rest of the cinema it was in darkness and all the machinery appeared to be turned off.

“It will be provided inside. You will have plenty to eat and drink.” The attendant said.

James nodded even though no one could see him do so in the darkness. He had started to become concerned with where they were going. The attendant had led him past all the doors that contained the seating areas for the screens and up to a door at the end of a dark corridor that had “Staff Only” written on the frosted glass.

The attendant pulled out a bunch of keys and started fumbling around as she looked for the correct one.

“My name is Jane by the way.” The tall, young woman said as she fumbled with the big ring of keys.

“James.” James replied in a slightly shaky voice. He really couldn’t shake the sinister feelings all around him. Maybe this was all part of this new cinema experience that Jane talked about.

Eventually, Jane placed a key in the lock and turned it producing a satisfying clicking sound.

“Aha!” Jane exclaimed as she pushed the door open and started leading James down another dark corridor.

“Do you think we could turn on some lights?” James asked hesitantly.

“Don’t be silly.” Jane replied, “This is a cinema. It is meant to be dark! We are nearly there anyway.”

As she spoke she approached a door that was double locked. Jane started unlocking the door causing an echoing clanging in the otherwise silent and dark corridor. The keys she used for these locks were large and looked very different to most keys that James had ever seen before.

James felt an ominous sense of foreboding as the heavy locks were undone. He looked around but couldn’t really make anything out, it was pitch dark and his companion’s flashlight was the only source of illumination.

The heavy door slowly creaked open and James was hit by the smell of stale air. It was as if this door hadn’t been opened in a very long time. James recoiled slightly, he felt really bad about the situation now. He usually didn’t get spooked easily but he was becoming increasingly jittery in the darkness.

“Maybe we shou-” James began.

“Enjoy the movie, Sir.” Jane interrupted as she held the door open for James.

James closed his mouth and meekly stepped forward into the room beyond. Interestingly, this new room was not nearly as dark as the corridor before it. There was very dim lighting that allowed him to look around the room.

Most of the room was very standard for a cinema. The screen at the front was large, though perhaps not quite as big as the other screens at the venue. There were curtains on either side of the screen and the floor sloped gently forwards. The walls were bare except for some very elaborate looking candelabras, these revealed the source of the dim light as the candles were softly burning around the edges of the room.

In the dead centre of the room was a single chair. It looked like a recliner with a high back, James could see it was larger than most cinema seats and its black leather colour was noticeable, even in the extreme low light.

James walked forward and touched the chair but hesitated. This was really starting to scare him now, he wondered if this was part of the experience or not. He realised rather suddenly he knew nothing about the movie he was supposedly about to watch.

“I’ve changed m-” James turned to tell Jane he had changed his mind but was just greeted with a closed door. He hadn’t even noticed her going, how long had he been in the room alone?

James gave the door a push but found it to be locked. With a sinking feeling he realised that, for better or worse, he was going to be watching this movie.

As James turned to face the screen again he noticed that the screen had now been turned on. The screen was very simple, a white background with black text written on it.

“Please take you seat.” James read.

Seeing no other way out, James walked forward and, after checking the seat a little bit, sat down in the chair. It was very comfortable but James heard a strange noise humming quietly from within it, like a mechanical whirring.

Very suddenly, wrist and ankle restraints suddenly came out of the chair and snapped themselves closed. The leather straps were extremely tight and James immediately realised he wasn’t getting up, no matter how hard he pulled the straps didn’t budge an inch. Was this part of the show?

“What’s going on?” James called out into the darkness. No response.

The words on the screen dissolved and was replaced by new text. It was still black text on a white background only now there was some weird music played over the top. The music was like a nursery rhyme, it sounded like it was being played on a xylophone. It was rather disconcerting.

“This is the ultimate in immersive storytelling. Please do not try to resist. We shall get you correctly dressed.” The screen read.

The words dissolved from the screen again and the music got slightly louder, it started growing in volume until James could almost feel the chair shaking from the vibrations. He was more than a little panicked by the strange events around him, he wished he wasn’t on his own.

It was this panicked state that James was already in that caused him to yell out in a high pitched scream when he felt the chair move.

The back of the chair started reclining on its own. The part James’ ankles were tied to started to rise up until he was in a laying down position. James’ panicked scream was drowned out by the music which had now morphed into an instrumental version of “Twinkle, twinkle little star.”

James looked around wildly as he tried to see what was happening. He had no idea if this was part of the movie or if something more evil was happening, he just wanted out of this chair and out of this cinema.

Firstly, the straps holding James’ ankles suddenly slackened. Before James could even react to this sudden release, he felt something metallic reach up and pull off his pants and underwear leaving his lower half exposed to the light of the screen. James couldn’t crane his head enough to see what had robbed him of his dignity but it felt like metallic fingers. The cold metal made James shiver.

As soon as James’ lower half was exposed, the leather straps around his ankles tightened themselves again. The whole process had only taken a few seconds and James could barely react before he was strapped back down.

“What the fuck!?” James yelled. His voice was drowned out by the nursery rhyme blaring through the surround sound speakers. This can’t be just a movie. They had to be doing something awful here.

James’ next sensation was of the chair around his waist lifting him up. Like before, it felt like metallic hands were pushing his body, both of his hips were lifted this way and then lowered almost as quickly.

James immediately realised he was laying on something. A soft, padded feeling was around his waist, it felt almost like a towel or something.

“Stop! Let me go!” James yelled. He knew it was pointless, with all the noise in the cinema.

“Time for your medicine.” The screen in front of him showed a new message as the sound of the nursery rhyme quietened down.

James was confused as to what that meant until he saw a metallic hand appear between his thighs. His legs were spread open by the legs of the chair which moved apart and left him even more exposed. As terrified as James was, he was glad he was the only one in the cinema since it meant no one was seeing him in such an embarrassing position.

The hand was holding two strange bullet shaped objects that were dripping a viscous fluid. It took James a few seconds to realise what they were, as soon as he worked out what was happening he started pulling against the restraints and calling out for help again.

The hand moved down between James’ upper thighs and very suddenly he felt a pressure against his hole as the hand pushed the bullet shaped objects into his rectum.

James gasped at the sudden intrusion. He recognised these things from when he had suffered from kidney stones once, he had been given painkillers that were inserted up his butt. Why was he being given them now though? He wasn’t in any pain… Was there pain coming?

As soon as the first one was inserted, the second one started pressing against him. James tried to resist and squeeze himself closed but whatever was controlling the machine between his legs would not be stopped. Eventually, James was forced to relax as he was getting tired and he felt the second suppository slip inside him.

The metallic hand disappeared as quickly as it had arrived and as his legs were brought back together, James noticed that two different arms with fingers had come out of the chair’s sides and had grabbed the bottom of whatever strange padding James was sitting on.

It was as James saw these new limbs lifting up the object between his legs that he finally realised what it was, though he could scarcely believe what he was seeing.

A large diaper was wrapped around him and taped on. In the darkness of the cinema, James blushed a deep red at this humiliating development. With tears falling down his cheeks he sobbed and quietly begged to be released. He no longer cared if this was part of the new movie experience or not, he just wanted to go home. He just wanted to be anywhere but here.

For a few moments everything stopped. James wasn’t being manipulated and the words on the screen faded away leaving just a white screen that bathing the room in artificial light.

James found himself panting from the effort of struggling and the panic of the situation. He was now sitting in a diaper that had been tightly taped to him and a shirt. He was still strapped to the chair and found it almost impossible to move any of his limbs. He was sweating with the fear of what came next and he didn’t even know if this was part of the experience or if he should be even more worried than he already was.

The flexible chair that James was strapped to started whirring to life again. James felt it begin to move again and he let out a whimper of fear as it returned to its original sitting position. He watched the text on the screen fade away again and was terrified of what would pop up next. Why wasn’t there an emergency escape button or something so that he could step out, he felt like he was trapped on a rollercoaster without a safety mechanism.

James suddenly felt his senses get assaulted as the white screen suddenly started rapidly flashing through images. James winced as his eyes were assaulted by scenes that were appearing and disappearing so quickly he couldn’t make them all out.

It became a full assault on the senses as the speakers started blaring out static noise. James thought he could hear some random words in amongst the noise but he couldn’t tell if it was his imagination.

With James so distracted, he didn’t notice when a metal restraint came out of the back of the chair at head height and rapidly pulled his head back against the headrest. James found himself unable to even turn his head as he was pushed back against the chair he was sitting in.

As the screen continued to flash, a long tube descended from high in the ceiling. The tube was quite thick and seemed to snake its way down as if it had a mind of its own. It dropped down and quickly started pushing against James’ mouth. James tried to resist for a little bit but with increasing pressure against his mouth he eventually relented and opened up.

The tube pushed its way deep into James’ mouth as soon as the opportunity presented itself. James gagged slightly as the tube went just deep enough to make it uncomfortable. At the same moment, James felt a deep rumble in the pit of his stomach. The medication that he had felt been placed up his butt was starting to take effect.

“Feeding time.” Appeared on the screen in black letters and images started playing on the screen of various foods. Flashing very quickly, pictures of different foods disappeared just as quickly as they first appeared.

James was helplessly moaning into the tube that was halfway down his throat when he realised what was coming next. He watched a surging mass of mush pushing its way down the clear tube. It dropped by James’ wide eyes and he struggled against his restraints even more as the food pushed further and further south.

James felt the food starting to get pushed out on to the back of his tongue. It tasted completely bland but he didn’t get long to experience the edible mush. James was compelled to swallow quickly as his mouth continually filled up. He stopped struggling and concentrated on a regular and reflexive swallowing motion.

A minute into this force-feeding, James felt another rumble in his tummy, this one was more urgent than the last and he could almost feel his intestines twisting and pulsing and forcing their contents closer and closer to the exit which was struggling to hold them back.

James wondered when the feeding would end. He was feeling very full and it was getting harder and harder to force down the tasteless food. It seemed like almost as soon as he couldn’t take any more that the tube stopped its flow of food. It was replaced by a sudden cascade of milk that forced James to desperately start swallowing again. This time it didn’t last long and soon the milk stopped and finally the tube withdrew from James’ mouth.

Coughing and spluttering, James panted and looked down. He could see his belly sticking out somewhat, he had rarely felt as full as he did at that moment.

Very suddenly another sharp pain wracked James’ digestive system. This time it was much stronger and James grimaced as he felt his whole body responding to the pain by pushing down. His brain desperately wanted to avoid making a huge mess in the diaper he was stuck in but his body was started to win the fight. It was screaming to release whatever was in its bowels and James was finding it harder and harder to ignore the call.

Almost as soon as the pain ended James was hit by a second wave of discomfort. This time James’ body reacted on its own. James could feel the muscles around his bowels push and with a whine of desperation, a large mass of poop filled the back of his diaper. Without being able to lift up off of the seat, James felt the mass searching for space in the diaper and forced itself up his back a little bit with most of the rest heading towards his crotch.

“God, please no…” James wailed desperately as his body pushed again and pushed even more of the horrible waste into the diaper.

The smell started to seep out of the diaper and James tried to avoid breathing through his nose. He felt himself blushing. Was this supposed to happen? James was becoming increasingly sure that this was not legitimate.

A third cramp hit James and this time he consciously pushed down. He finished the process of soiling his diaper and shuddered as he completed the destruction of his self-esteem by releasing his bladder. The warm liquid splashed around the front of the diaper and quickly began soaking into the thirsty padding.

James finally couldn’t take any more. He didn’t even shout out for help, his head just dropped and he sobbed to himself. He was a broken man.

The speakers started very softly playing a nursery rhyme and the large screen that had displayed the instructions all night began to lift up into the ceiling.

James looked up with tear-filled eyes to see that behind the screen was a large metal sliding door which opened to show the back of a van. A couple of men in white coats came walking into the front of the cinema through where the screen used to be.

James watched in silence as he wondered what could possibly be happening, who were these people? He started to feel very self-conscious as they got closer. James was aware he was in a terrible state with a full diaper and he could feel himself blushing. Despite everything he almost felt like he should apologise to these people for them having to experience him.

The two people in white coats walked up to James and began to circle him. One of them was holding a clipboard and was taking a few notes whilst the other started fiddling with the base of the chair. James couldn’t see what was happening.

“Help me… What’s happening!?” James felt exhausted from the ordeal and in panicked tones almost begged the men for answers.

“Shut him up, Dean.” Said the man with the clipboard who seemed to be directing operations.

James frowned. Wasn’t this over? He opened his mouth to protest but almost immediately felt something latex fill his mouth. A strap ran around his head and was tied tightly behind him. James suddenly realised that whatever was happening was not close to ending. Tears started silently flowing down his cheeks again.

“How’s he looking, Alex?” Dean said as he finished fiddling with the bottom of the chair.

“Looks good. Think he will be worth quite a bit.” Alex replied, “Take him to the van.”

James’ eyes flew wide again and he tried to shake his head desperately. Why was he being taken to the van? What did they mean by worth a lot? James was screaming internally but the large latex bulb in his mouth was muffling any attempt to make some noise.

James jumped slightly when he felt the chair suddenly move. He realised that they had separated the chair from the cinema floor and had begun to push it to the waiting van. Struggling against the restraints, James hoped against hope that one of the restraints would come free but they were all absolutely secure.

James was placed on a wheelchair ramp whilst the two white coated men opened the doors. The ramp started slowly elevating and Dean pushed him into the back of the van, turned him to face the rear doors and attached the chair to the van to prevent it from rolling around.

“Is he a good specimen?” Came a familiar female voice.

James felt his heart sink as he saw Jane walk around to the rear of the van where the two men were still working.

“You’ve done well.” Alex replied with a smile, “Another good specimen.”

“Glad to hear it.” Jane said with an emotionless face, “Where’s my cut?”

“Always straight to business!” Alex chuckled.

Alex briefly walked around to the front seats of the van and then returned with a briefcase. He pushed a button to open it and reveal the contents. James had never seen so much money in one place!

“Good.” Jane said as she took the briefcase, “I will let you know when I have another one to sell.”

James, in a last desperate effort, started trying to pull free of the restraints and scream but it was just as futile as before. He desperately cried, begged, prayed and tried to scream but none of it got through the large pacifier that was acting as a gag in his mouth.

“Tell me, Jane.” Alex asked as he and Jane watched the desperate man in the back of the van, “Why do you do all this film stuff? Our other finders usually just drug them up and hand them over.”

“For fun.” Jane shrugged, “I film it all and watch it back sometimes.”

“You’re a real sick one.” Alex chuckled as he shook his head, “Come on, Dean. Let’s get going.”

One of the doors slammed closed leaving James staring at Jane and silently begging for her to help him. To his horror, she just smiled and turned away as the second door closed and left him in darkness.

The engine of the van started and James felt movement. He realised he was being driven away. Where he was going and what would happen when he got there was a mystery. All James knew was that he was about to become a statistic. One of the many people who suddenly go missing. He only hoped he would one day reappear.

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Quite the cliff-hanger ending.

Although there is no definitive evidence to indicate who really said it first, "Britain and America - two countries divided by a common language.

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