The training begins

One by one, the various screens around the room came back on. As she expected, each one was displaying some form of sexual activity. Her eyes scanned the screens, taking in the multitudes of sex and debauchery being presented. As she did, she noticed the little lights above the screens turned from black to orange as she looked at a screen, and after a while, to green. She came across a screen that showed her a scene that caught her attention, and her gaze lingered on it.

It was of a tall muscular man, laying on his back on a bed. His large thick cock was erect, and visibly throbbing with arousal. Positioned above it, was a woman who was almost the spitting image of herself, from her shade of blonde to her big bouncy breasts. She watched as the woman on the screen lowered herself to allow the cock to penetrate her, and her mouth was open in what looked to be a moan of pleasure. After a second, the woman began to bounce up and down on the cock, and Carol watched with rapt attention as the scene unfolded before her.

She moaned quietly as the machine came back to life, and then louder when the two dildos and vibrating pad kicked in. She was so lost in the scene and pleasure that she failed to see the green light turn red. After three seconds, her collar gave a sharp electrical discharge, and Carol's moans of pleasure turned into a shriek of pain.

"When a light is red, you are to find a different screen to look at. Once a light has changed from orange to green, you are to look at it until it turns red, before finding a new screen. Any screens you have looked at long enough will turn dark, the sequence is over when all the screens are dark. Failure to comply with these simple instructions will result in punishment. Taking too long to look at a new screen will also result in punishment."

"Fucking bitch". Carol thought. She knew she had **** in the matter, but that did not mean she couldn't swear at her handler. And so she did as instructed, she looked at the screens surrounding her, and when she saw something she liked, kept looking until the red light prompted her to look away. All the while, the machine she was bound to, used its gathered knowledge to pleasure her the whole time. She was **** to cum multiple times, and each one left her shaking as aftershocks rippled through her. Eventually, she ran out of screens that she liked, and she was **** to look at the ones she didn't. No longer were they about men and women fucking each other, in any shape or form. Now, they were all about females pleasuring each other. She had deliberately avoided them, knowing the scenes did nothing to her, but now she no longer had a choice.

And though her mind reeled at the sights she was **** to look at, the machine's implacable control over her sexual responses made sure she was still **** to cum. It was partway through watching a scene with one woman eating out another woman's pussy, that the machine surprised her again. As her eyes stayed locked to the sight of the woman using her mouth with great skill and enthusiasm, she failed to notice the two artificial hands emerging from beneath the machine. They moved towards Carol's breasts, and without warning or hesitation, began to fondle them. At first, Carol was surprised, then shocked. But the added stimulation to her already sensitive breasts felt so good.

"Okay, This thing gets better and better. I might have to find out who made it, and send them a gift basket when I get out of here."

The added stimulation to her breasts only worked to get Carol into an even higher frenzy, and the orgasms came faster the more the machine learned to tease her large mounds. At last, the final screen turned dark, and the machine abruptly stopped. Carol's moan instantly turned into a soft wail as she was so close to another orgasm, but no matter how much she silently pleased or wiggled against the device, it remained silent, and still. After a minute in which she had recovered a great deal of her stamina, the screens turned back on, the dildo shot into her pussy with sudden ****, and the hands returned to her breasts, where they harshly pinched her hard nipples. And the sequence repeated.

It was halfway through the third sequence, that carol noticed something. The orgasms were getting weaker, and it took longer for her to get one. As her eyes moved from screen to screen, paying more attention to what the machine was doing than what was being shown, she discovered that yes, there was a distinct lack of stimulation now, when compared to the beginning. The vibrations were less intense, or at a different frequency to be just off of her sweet spot. The dildo's had shrunk a bit, and the speed and depth were off as well. With the last heterosexual screen turning dark, she reluctantly moved towards the ones displaying all lesbian scenes.

"This is odd, maybe the thing is broken? Or did I outlast it already? Hah, that would be something, Captain Marvel, outfucking a machiIIIIINEE!!!"

The moment her eyes stayed long enough on a screen, this one showing a black-haired woman using a large strap on to fuck another woman, the machine switched back to its perfect settings. Carol's slow climb towards another average orgasm suddenly became a dead sprint that ended in mind-blowing ecstasy. The sudden switch caught her by surprise, and it took her a moment, and a painful reminder to keep looking before she figured out what happened.

"Clever bitch. By making these screens have stronger orgasms, they hope that I will start liking them. Maybe they hope I will become a lesbian as well. Well, let's see how smart this thing really is."

Carol patiently went through every screen remaining, and five orgasms later, the sequence had ended, and she was waiting with heavy breath for the fourth sequence to start. When the sequence began, Carol quickly sought out the two screens she wanted. And once she found them, worked her way towards them. One showed a woman tightly bound with steel restraints, while another woman was using a wand vibrator to bring her to orgasm repeatedly. The other one showed a woman sitting on her knees while she was dutifully licking the length of a man's cock. Carol looked at the first screen, and as predicted, the machine ramped up its effectiveness to a point where it had Carole racing towards orgasm. She waited patiently, keeping track of her body until her pussy contracted around the dildo as the first waves of orgasm began to form. She watched for a few more moments, until she knew there was no stopping the release, then quickly switched to the other screen.

The moment she did, several things happened in quick succession. Firstly, a minor shock was released from her collar to "encourage" her to look back at the previous screen, but she could power through that for a few moments. Secondly, the machine fell back to its less stimulating settings, but it was already too late, Carol had crossed the point of no return, and the wonderfully strong orgasm was starting, but this time, she was looking at a screen that was more to her tastes. All went as planned until a third thing happened. her body convulsed in pleasure, and she threw her head back as a long muffled wail escaped from around the gag. Her pussy pulsed and convulsed around the dildo, and even her asshole was clenching its invader in pleasure. There was a brief moment where her entire world ceased to exist before she plunged headlong into orgasm.

And the entire machine fell quiet. The dildo's retracted completely, the vibrating pad folded away from her clit, and the hands pulled away. The abrupt and sudden loss of stimulation was like a bucket of ice-cold water was thrown against her. Her pussy convulsed desperately around emptiness, trying to get some form of stimulation, but there was nothing she could do. The orgasm that moments ago felt so strong and satisfying began to falter and fade. With each contraction her pussy made, and each moment that passed, the orgasmic energies ebbed away in a slow and painful release that left her utterly unsatisfied.

Desperation and disbelief were all she felt when about a minute later her body stopped convulsing. There was a burning ache between her legs, the desire and arousal that had built over time had not been released properly, so she was still horny and ****. The machine had ruined her orgasm. It was the most humiliating feeling she had ever felt. To lose so much control over her own body, that even the simple act of orgasming was taken from her.

"A valiant try. But as you can see, ultimately useless. Follow the instruction and you will receive pleasure. Try to ignore them, or go against them, and you will be punished Punished like this."

All the screens went black, save for the one right in front of her. It showed her the scene with the bound woman being pleasured with the vibrating wand, and immediately, the machine started up to resume pleasuring her. For a full minute, Carol's eyes were glued to the screen as pleasure flooded her core. The aching burning need from her ruined orgasm compiled on with this new one, until it was a larger single orgasm waiting to burst forth. The machine slowed down just a tiny bit, and Carol felt herself slowly approach the edge. After a long agonizing period of being held on that razor point of cumming and not cumming, the hands pinched her nipples while also sharply stretching them. The result was that Carol began to violently squirm as the orgasm started. And the screens switched back to the other scene of the girl servicing that cock. And just like before, the machine stopped everything, leaving her helpless as the orgasm was yet again ruined, only this time, the effect was much stronger.

Again, she was left with want. To cum, but not get that wonderful feeling of completion was a terrible thing. Unfortunately, that was exactly what was happening. Eight more times did they repeat her mistake. And eight more times she was left a ****, quivering mess of frustration and need. By the time the tenth cycle was finished, tears of frustration had formed into the corners of her eyes, never in her life could Carol imagine she wanted such a simple thing as cumming so much. The screen went dark, and Carol was left in total silence.

"Maybe now you will think twice about going against the rules. Especially rules as simple as the ones I gave you. You know what to do, let us proceed. Hopefully, this time without further interruptions."

The screens all turned back on, and after a low shock from her collar, an exhausted Carol raised her eyes towards the screens. She quickly scanned them for one that she wanted. Her **** mind never really noticed that she was starting to ignore the heterosexual screens, and she settled on a screen that showed a woman standing spread eagle in the middle of a room, while two other women were using what looked like dildo's mounted on power drills to fuck her pussy and ass. In mere moments, Carol was teetering on the edge, and a second later, she plunged into what was the strongest orgasm she had ever experienced.

Her body spasmed and shook as wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure rippled out from her pussy. She strained her arms against the steel bindings holding them in place behind her back, and her thighs and legs equally pulled against their restraints. But it all proved fruitless and she was going nowhere as the orgasm tore through her. She felt herself squirt as the thrusting dildo brushed against one of her sweet spots, and a spray of clear liquid hit the vibrating pad before the strength of the vibrations caused it to scatter against her stomach and even the underside of her breasts.

She had no idea how long it took for her to ride out the orgasm, but when she had, she would admit to herself that more like this would become troublesome in the long run. She noticed that the time she was given to recover was longer than normal, but when the inevitable shock surged from her collar throughout her body, she knew that she had to look up again. She scanned the screens for a new one to look at, and although her clearer head now realised she was starting to favour the lesbian scenes, she brushed it off as her body simply trying to get the best orgasms possible. Something she could fully agree with.