An oral augment!

Tess' bronze body shines in the bright light next to you. Her beautiful taught form might as well be your whole world. Try as you might, you are unable to pick up on any details within the darkness outside the light. Your eyes strain with effort to decipher the shapes of the technicians and nurses working in the gloom. One shape remains at the center of the activity. The murmur of her voice coldly giving orders in unintelligible commands. This must be the Doctor that Nurse Kelsey told you about!

The Doctor appears to be reviewing some notes before issuing another command, "Look sharp ladies! These two will need a lot of work! Begin initiating oral procedure 137."

The shadows move in a coordinated dance in response. They glide between machines making undecipherable adjustments. Suddenly one of those shapes approaches you and enters the light. It is a gorgeous young technician in a loose fitting lab coat which gives a glimpse of her low cut top beneath. She can't be much older than you! She is timid and seems to hide her face from you behind her beautiful long black hair and thick rimmed glasses.

"Hi," she whispers meekly at you.

"Hi," you can't help but whisper back.

She pauses above you. She makes some adjustments to a control station and you see some mechanical arms shifting and adjusting above you.

"We aren't supposed to talk to the subjects," she says nervously.

"So I'm a subject?" you ask incredulously.

"Yes," she blushes back, "I am going to be performing your oral augmentation today. It is a pretty easy augment really... um... a little uncomfortable, but I will make it as easy as I can."

"How many of these have you done?"

Your question causes the girl to freeze momentarily before she returns to making her adjustments. "The doctor has supervised this thousands of times."

"That wasn't what I asked," you insist.

"I... uh... well I have only assisted in a few live procedures, but I promise I have been well trained in the simulator!"

Oh boy, you think as you look up at the movement up at the ceiling. A large mechanical arm descends until it is just above your face. You study the long shaft at the end of the arm intently. You can see your distorted reflection looking up at it in its smooth metallic surface. The shaft is roughly a foot long and an inch and a half in diameter. The girl moves above your head and pulls the mechanical arm closer to her. She begins coating the shaft at its end as she explains the procedure.

"Your collar shows me that you've been lucky enough to see our Master's penis close up."

You nod in response.

She continues, "Well one of your duties will be to... service him. Err.... Decades ago you concubines would need a significant amount of practice to be able to take him into your mouth. The process was difficult and many girls were never able to fully achieve this required activity. Well... fortunately for you, our Doctor has developed this procedure that should make it easier for you to accomplish this..."

Fear fills you as you stare up at her lubricating the shaft with knowing dread.

"...In today's procedure we will align your throat so that we can gently insert this tool and administer some electrical pulses that will remove your gag reflexes and improve your ability to accommodate him."

"Oh God..." escapes you mouth.

The girl makes some more adjustments and you feel the examination table lower you closer to the ground. The mechanical stirrups your legs are strapped to swing underneath you so that you are on your knees with your thighs spread. You realize that the anchor your wrists are bound are not attached to the examination. Instead they are attached to a separate swinging arm. The girl makes the adjustments so that your arms are pulled painfully behind you causing you to arch back 45 degrees from your upright kneeling legs.

You can't help but look over at Tess who must be undergoing the same operation. Her face has gone white with fear. Like you, the table underneath her has been lowered. The stirrup contraptions have bound her legs into an open kneeling position. Her arms pull her upper body back 45 degrees from upright thrusting her chest into the air. Her head has been pulled further back by another mechanical arm which is roughly pulling her toward the floor behind her. This position has left Tess' mouth and throat aligned to take the shaft deep within her. You watch her skyward breasts rise and fall with each rapid panicked breath. Her eyes stares at the shaft being guided towards her open mouth from above her.

Behind your head you feel something grab you by the hair and **** your head painfully back between your hanging arms. You must have a mechanical arm pulling your hair as well! You look up and begin pleading with the girl as she guides the shaft so that the angle aligns with your throat.

"Would you like me to give you assistance to make this easier?" The girl asks.