Lizzie learns more about her body

I didn't need more encouragement. I increased my rubbing speed just a little bit, and it got me to the next O in less than two minutes. It felt good again, though not as good as the first one. Less profound, less intense, more difficult, more superficial.

As my breathing slowed down again, she continued: "There, see what I mean? The second one can't match the first, simply because there was no time to recharge your sexual energy. Even though you had no trouble rehornifying, the former O had destroyed your level of arousal, and your body couldn't restore it soon enough. So, what have you learned? "

"It would have been easier to hornify without that first O?"

"Exactly! In fact you wouldn't have lost the level of arousal at all, and kept the energy at a higher level in the first place. But we obviously don't want to disturb the hornification, we just want to keep out the O. So what you need to learn, is getting horny without coming to the O. And believe me, that is not something easy! The O is the natural place to go when you are hornified... in fact, most of the efforts in the program are focused on breaking that natural process."

"But how can I do that? It feels like... an automatic thing, when you are going there, you cannot stop it..."

"Well, this is just your first day here; you can hardly expect to know about advanced techniques of sexual control already. We will train you and give you tools to learn to master this skill, but most of the effort will be done by yourself. It is all about willpower and discipline really. I have no idea if you have it in you yet; but I do know that it will be the most important factor of your success here. Fight your O's and win; yield to them, and be kicked, sooner or later."

I couldn't help swallowing as she said this. The O had felt so good... and so inevitable! How could it be possible to give that up?

"Don't worry just yet, my dear. Yes it will be hard, but the reward will also be immense! You have no idea yet about the power of unsatisfied hornification... that means, getting horny without the O. But it is wonderful! Believe me, it won't be long before you consider having an O as a personal defeat and disappointment."

"I... cannot imagine that just yet. But I really WANT to believe you very badly. If that's what it takes to remain in the program."

"Do you want me to show you how that works?"

"Yes, of course!"

She smiled and beckoned: "Then stand up, and step up to me."

She also rose and came from behind the desk to the open space in front of it. She told me to turn around, and cuffed my hands behind my back; then she clicked them to a metal chain hanging from the ceiling. When she started pulling the chains, my hands were raised behind my back and I had **** but to bend over. She kept pulling until my torso was almost horizontal, then she secured the chain. I was fixed in my posture, and she walked around me.

"Now spread your legs, so my hand has room to reach for your pussy. There, do you feel the difference? It is not your own hand; the hand that plays you is not wired through your brain to the pussy that receives it... it doesn't automatically adjust to the hornification as your own hand would do, but follows a different will. From leading yourself, you have become a follower."

She was completely right, the sensation of her hand was incomparable to my own rubbing. The warm and electric feeling was the same, but the sense of losing control was much stronger now. It didn't lead me in the obvious direction I would have taken myself, but curved and twirled and teased me with unexpected moves, where I could only obey to go. In just a few seconds I was panting and moaning again, but I didn't care. She was leading me into uncharted lands and I enjoyed every second of it. The destination was still there, the O, somewhere, but her hand took no effort to take me there, just browsing around in the neighborhood. Her hand changed position, and she entered the second pleasure zone she had shown me earlier. Without any introduction, she pushed her thumb in, much deeper and more compelling than I had myself. The power of it was intense, and I would have fallen if the chain hadn't kept me upright. She held it deep inside me for a few seconds as I recovered, then slowly took it out of me again. But she immediately pressed it in again, and started thrusting in and out of me in a slow rhythm. The effect on me was enormous. All the sensations I had felt for the first time in the previous hour were easily tripled. I had no more sense of the room around me, or even of her, the sensual wave in my crotch pushed away everything else. I came awfully close to an O, but just as I was getting there, she pulled her hand away from me. It left me trembling, weak on my feet, panting and gasping for breath. My body screamed for her hand to return and finish the job. Desire burned inside me, and it was amazing.

She gave me a few seconds to experience that sensation before she started talking again: "There, do you see what I mean? I left you longing for an O, and your energy stays high. If I had given it, you would be all low and out. Sure you could return there, but it would take time. In this way, you stay on top, you stay horny, and ready to be taken further."

I pondered this for a moment, then replied: "I must admit that you are right. I feel frustrated and my pussy yearns for the O... but I am powerless, dependent on you, on what you wish to give me... and I feel better than I can ever remember..."

My head was down, facing the floor, but I KNEW she was smiling at me when she said: "Exactly, girl. That's how it is. Your O's aren't yours... they are mine. I decide when you have them, how you have them, IF you have them. And I promise you, you will love it... you will serve mankind by being the horniest chick around, living on the edge of O, the best place in the world..."