Josh tries to rebel, just a little

Josh slumps back, realizing as clarity returns that he has just given a blowjob, even if it was only to a dildo.

He feels the tension relax around his crotch, and looks down to see the pins on the machine slide back out, loosening the chains and allowing him to release them again. He does so, and pulls off the machine with a jolt of pain as the sleeve slides over his sensitive post-orgasm cockhead.

A sound comes from behind the screen as Josh's reward is delivered. He crawls underneath to the back room, where he finds a tray of food sitting on the shelf where the blowjob machine appeared. The tray contains several sandwiches, a glass of milk, and a bowl of rice pudding. He tears into the food, starving after many hours without sustenance. A few minutes later the tray is empty.

His mind clearer, Josh feels disgusted with himself as he thinks about his predicament. He is trapped in his tiny room, with no way in or out. The Czar's people are only allowing him food or drink if he cooperates, which so far has meant sucking and swallowing. He wants to resist, but what can he do? He decides to at least stop using the machine, and take back control of his orgasms.

He takes off the harness and sits back in his seat, trying to rest for a while, but with the distraction of porn showing on the screen above him again, the same busty Asian girl that he had seen before.

"That's right, you should get hard for Connie again," the voice tells him, "focus on her big sexy tits, get ready so that you're ready to put your machine back on so she can suck your cock."

Josh continues to watch, in no hurry to follow her commands. His cock slowly begins to stiffen; somehow the knowledge that he is going to rebel, even a little, has relaxed him enough that he is even enjoying the show in front of him. He starts to stroke his cock, using his other hand to play with his balls.

Only a few yards away, a woman sits in front of a large bank of screens, each showing a naked man pleasuring himself, and in the corner a pornographic video. Most of them are using a blowjob machine, but her eyes fix on Josh, who his still stroking himself manually. She thinks for a moment, then picks up a phone.

"Hi Rachel," she says. "I just wanted to let you know that one of the patients is rejecting the automated stroker. Yes, he has. No, with the dildo, surprisingly. Number three. Okay, great, I'll keep an eye on him and let you know if he finishes without switching to the machine. Talk to you later."

She takes the mouse and clicks a button, highlighting Josh's image with a yellow box, before continuing to scan the rest of the screens.

At her home, Rachel puts down her phone, and looks at her computer screen, which displays the same image that the operator sees. Maybe she pushed too fast, trying to take full orgasm control on the first day. But then again, no-one else has had any problem with the blowjob machine. The patient must be the problem. But that can be fixed easily enough.

She takes the Rulebook out of the safe, and starts to write in pencil.

Feminine conditioning center rules

New rule: Patients cannot reach orgasm by masturbating themselves unless ordered.

Josh will follow the program whether he wants to or not. Not that it's important: Rachel could write into the Rulebook that he will behave properly from now on. But eventually people will ask what's really going on when someone is sent to feminine conditioning, and without this scary-looking center, it will be hard to explain without revealing the Rulebook.

But there's more to it than that. They deserve to suffer, like their victims did. They wanted to convince women that they are sluts who exist only for their own pleasure. Well, now it's their turn. If they want to stick their dicks in a wet hole, then they can do it to each other. If they want women, then they'll have to make do with porn.

She could use the Rulebook for this, but their victims didn't get that luxury. It's much more poetic to make them choose it themselves. Then, once they're a bunch of porn-addicted cocksuckers, there's no way back. They know they don't deserve real women, and don't even try. They call themselves "gooners" on the outside, and even convert other men to their pathetic but harmless-to-the-public lifestyle.

But if they don't make the right choice, Rachel is ready to make it for them.