The sleeping pods

Lilith leads you whimpering in her arms to the next room, which was dark minus computer screens on idle covering opposite walls. The lights turned on gently as she brought you in, showing the last thing you’d expect. It’s a smaller room that has a wall looking like it belongs in a bizarre morgue. Shiny black doors with large horizontal handles at the top, with large touch screens on each door fill the two opposite walls.

With her hands groping and her body still grinding behind you, the Goddess explained “and this is the pod room! This is where we keep those in long term bondage.” She lead you up to one of the screens, tapping it and going into detail. These high tech pods allow for clients to stay overnight. They can edge, milk, play hypnosis or total sensory deprivation, have feeding, breathing, and vleaning tubes, and can even fully clean the boddies inside so they can safely be kept for a few days at a time.

As horned up as you were, it sounded fantastic, so you weren’t thinking of what days of strict bondage and mental play could do to a person with no stop. Instead, you asked if you could ever try.

Lilith laughs, like that of a parent amused by their child. “If you wish to earn slave status, you will. One of your final trials will be a special 48 hour session in the pods. I’m sure you’ll love it” she grabs your edged rubber cock as she talks, making her rubber doll moan and whimper with even more need.

She finishes showing you some of the features and how to monitor them, before leading you out through heavy groping and into yet another room in the dungeon.