No! You can do this!

"No... I can do this," you whisper up at her with as much confidence as you can muster.

With your head pulled behind your back, the girl technician appears to upside down. She bends over closer to you and gives you a sympathetic expression through her thick rimmed glasses. Your eyes look up further and you can see a magnificent view down the cleavage of her low cut blouse beneath her loose fitting lab coat. This beautiful girl could easily have been in your initiate class! You blush with shame as you feel a dampness within your pussy.

The girl reaches down and pulls out an o-ring gag. You can tell its function from its design! An o-ring will be inserted into your mouth forcing your teeth apart. The strap will be clasped behind your head to hold it in place. This will be done to prevent you from damaging your teeth or the equipment. You fight against the mechanical arm behind you pulling your hair when you nod your understanding.

You concentrate on the girls shifting cleavage above you as she installs the gag in your mouth and clasps it firmly behind your head.

"Ohhhhhh... Gaaaaaahhhh!" you moan with fear as your jaw adjusts to the impossible spread. The girl gently guides your head to align the proper angle of your mouth and throat with the cylinder. Staring down the end of the cylinder is terrifying. Ice fills you your core. Did I make a mistake? Can I do this without the help she was offering?

Somewhere to your side you hear Tess' clitoral implant activate. She moans with uncontrolled abandon which only increases the arousal growing within you you. You feel the growing dampness in your pussy spread and trickles of your arousal travel down your legs. Your eyes are startled open when the girl reaches forward and begins to gently tug on your nipples. You are unable to see them in your current predicament, but you know your little buds have to be swollen skyward under the onslaught. Instead you focus your attention on the girl's cleavage that is now in your face as she continues to reach down and play with your tender buds.

You try to nod up at her... accepting your fate.

The girl reluctantly stops playing with your exposed nipples and focuses her attention back on the large cylindrical shaft. She ensure one more time that it is properly lubricated. She smiles down at you and aligns the shaft with the o-ring of your gag spreading your lips at the proper angle. The 1.5 inch diameter of the shaft fits the dimensions of the o-ring gag snugly inside your mouth. Your jaw screams in strain and you try to grow accustomed to the sensation.

The girl gives instructions to you, and you begin to suck on the tip of the shaft with your spread lips. She encourages you to use your tongue to travel around the tip in little circles. This will help you get accustomed to the equipment that will soon be **** down your throat. You slow your breathing and prepare for what must come next.

The girl reaches forward and twists one of your nipples painfully. In you painfully backwards arching position you are completely **** in your restraints. The girl twists your nipple further which distracts you as she presses the shaft further into the back of your mouth.

Grrrrrughhhhh.... ugghhhhhh... gurgggggggle...

Your body thrashes as the tip of the cylinder hits your gag reflex at the back of your tongue. An animal fight or flight frenzy overtakes you and you pull against your restraints for several moments. Your jaw strains against the o-ring gag as you bite into it.

"Shhhhhhhhhh.... Shhhhhhhhh..." The girl soothes at you. She reaches forward and gently plays with your skyward breasts. She messages the tissue making little cooing noises. She warns you not to bite on the gag or you might damage your teeth.

You stop shaking against the restraints and close your eyes. You focus on her playing with your tits and the pleasure that it brings you. You release your teeth from around the gag. You **** your breathing to slow and swallow the saliva building around the shaft buried deep within your mouth. You cough a sputter another time due to the gagging sensation in the back of your tongue before forcing your lips to make sucking noises around the shaft.

"You are doing soooo well!" the girl smiles down at your upside down face. "This should start to help!"

The technician makes some additional adjustments on some controls at the base of the shaft buried into your face. A strange sound emanates from the contraption and a painless electrical pulse radiates out across your tongue and the roof of your mouth. Slowly your gag reflex begins to subside. Your muscles in your limbs begin to relax within your restraints and you **** yourself to relax.

"Great job!" she coos down at you. "Now take a deep breath and try to swallow around the shaft while I insert it deeper."

Your teary eyes look up at her, and you breath deeply in through your nose. She seems to understand and begins to slide the shaft deeper towards the entrance of your throat. You sputter as the tip of the shaft encounters resistance at the front of your throat. You clench your fists in the wrist restraints and the the girl applies more pressure.

Nothing.

She reaches down and roughly twists your other nipple!

Gluuuuugh!

You give a big swallow and the lubricated head of the cylinder enters your throat. The girl wastes no time now that she has past the entrance of your throat that has offered so much resistance! The shaft slides further and further. You feel your throat bulge and expand grotesquely as the intrusive objective slides inch by inch. Finally, your lips reach the end of the shaft and kiss the base of the mechanical arm that it is mounted to. The technician smiles at your successful achievement.

I can't breath!

You panic at the thought. Your throat is so full! Your jaw feels like it is being torn in two as you continue to struggle at the base of the shaft. Most terrifying of all you can't lift your head at all due to the shaft boring down your throat. You are left watching the girl make additional adjustments. Every second feels like an hour. Tears flow from your eyes falling upwards toward the floor. You feel your eye makeup smearing up your face.

Darkness takes you.

I am going to die!

BeepBeep... BeepBeep... BeepBeep...

You are back in the tunnel staring at the far off light.

"She's coming back to us!" someone calls out.

Your eyes regain focus and the light overtakes you!

You are back on the examination table! You have been returned to your laying position looking up at the spot light. The gag has been removed and technicians muscle around you checking your life signs ensuring you are recovered. The girl in the lab coat that has helped you through the procedure looks down at you and smiles. "You did sooooo well! I have no doubt you will be ready for Master now! The procedure was a complete success. Almost all of your gag reflex has been removed."

You try to ask a question but only a hoarse gurgle escapes your throat.

The girl smiles and puts a hand gently on one of your bound arms, "Don't speak! You won't be able to talk due to the procedure... don't worry, your voice will return in the next few days. Try not to strain yourself! You've been a great patient! Best of luck to you, concubine!"

You smile weakly up at her and she leaves you. What more can I possibly take?!