Unfortunately for Lucy, no...

Lucy was stuck in an existence of ecstasy and agony. The phallus provided by the table filled her to her deepest depths, and she could feel herself coming closer and closer to the sweet release her body craved. Unfortunately, the automated lab table did not have delivering an orgasm to Lucy as part of its designated programming. The table reduced the intensity of the vibrations, and slowly began to withdraw from Lucy's damp cave.

"What...?" Lucy's mind was fully geared for sex, and she could hardly comprehend that the intensity was diminishing. "No... no no no no! I need more! I need it back! Please!" She attempted to shift her hips downwards to recapture the fullness that had been robbed from her, but the restraints continued to do their job, and prevented her from succeeding. Her legs and back struggled to contort her in any way possible to regain the pleasure of being filled. "No... you can't... I just... I NEED TO CUM!" The feelings of defeat, humiliation, failure slowly caved in on the tortured girl, and manifested themselves in the tears that streamed down her face as she issued frustrated grunts and breaths. The machine had no sympathy to offer these symptoms. It had gathered the data required of it, nothing more, nothing less.

The frustrations Lucy felt helped tether her mind back to reality. "This... this is so fucked up! I need... I need to get out of here! This can't be part of the fucking internship! This can't be legal! This is..." The voice of the machine cut her off "Arousal testing complete. Pain tolerance testing will begin."

"What?? NO!" Lucy's mind registered the complete 180° fate the automation had assigned to her. Her anxiety, amplified from the denial of orgasm that had been administered to her, rushed into her system. "This is so fucked up! LET ME OUT!" She struggled in full **** against the restraints, feeling her pussy juices slipping underneath her ass.

"Ms. Wallace, we have already been over this. You have already agreed to the full exam. You have **** in the matter. If you cannot calm yourself, we will take measures to **** you to be more compliant. Unfortunately, this section of the exam requires you to be coherent, more sedative cannot be administered. We realize the effects of the previous exam, combined with the withdrawal from the sedation may make it difficult to readjust your mental faculties. However, we believe you are more than capable of great success if you can collect yourself."

She couldn't tell if she was being specifically manipulated via premeditated knowledge of her strong drive to succeed, or if it was just a coincidence. This was all too much. She could feel herself crashing back down to reality, her freakout combined with the sedative being cleared from her bloodstream putting her mind in a sorry state. She felt her throbbing pussy still aching to be fucked, her mind racing like a trapped animal. A test of her pain tolerance was NOT going to happen if she could help it... which she wasn't sure she could.