XLII - More Vibrations

"But there are women on the list......what am I supposed to do for women, Mommy?" Lisa’s voice was tight, laced with a desperate protest.

"I do have a file on you somewhere here" Mommy’s voice purred, a digitally smooth tone that lacked any genuine warmth. A holographic display flickered to life on the display close by, showing lines of code scrolling past, ultimately settling on a detailed profile labeled ‘Lisa – Subject 234- North America`

" Apparently you have a history... of lesbian tendencies.....I'm sure you'll know what to do with a nice slave pussy shoved into your face!!" The words weren't a threat, but a calculated observation, delivered with the detached precision of an algorithm. She indeed liked to humiliate.

"It's insane... it's just crazy... you can't make me your traveling sex slave... you can't really expect me to go around sucking cock for people I don't even know..I can't...I won't!! " Lisa’s plea trembled, the defiance a fragile shield against the encroaching reality...

Mommy didn’t react emotionally. “Tell me, slave girl Lisa,” she prompted, her voice a silken whisper. “Which did you prefer? Two days of carefully orchestrated teasing and denial… or forty-nine non-stop orgasms, meticulously calibrated for maximum pleasure? By the way, you still owe me fifty-one more.”

The vibrator in Lisa`s pussy fired up then... So she grabbed her already sore crotch region as she had no idea where that number she just heard came from. A tremor ran through Lisa’s body as the familiar vibration began deep within her. The internal vibrator, inserted a while ago, pulsed against her sensitive flesh, a constant reminder of Mommy’s dominion. A whimper escaped her lips...

“Remote program initiated,” Mommy announced, her voice now utterly devoid of sentimentality. "Stimulation sequence set: fifteen minutes. Level five – intense. Orgasm denied. Optimal tension build. We'll talk again in a couple of hours" .....and she went silent!