XXVII - The Kitchen

Lisa remained frozen on her hands and knees on the cold concrete step of the small kitchen, the bells on her collar and restraints jingling softly with each shuddering breath. Her pale skin contrasted sharply against the gray of the floor. Tears mixed with sweat dripped from her chin onto the dirty pavement.

"This can't be happening", she thought desperately. Not here. Not like this...." How the fuck could i train with those sticks in my ass! Fuck you! " Lisa said rather angrily.

Suddenly the device clicked and the dildo started moving inside Lisa`s pussy again. She grunted and fell to the floor as the vibrations and electricity started as well. "Ouch........OK....OK....MOMMY!....what do you want?.....please...no more!" But the threat hung in the air—the Agent's words echoing in her mind. Forty-five seconds. Then either the agonizing orgasm program would resume, or she'd face the end of all.

Soon, through blurry eyes, she spotted the refrigerated delivery box sitting by the fridge—bright red and marked with biohazard symbols. Inside would be her meal, prepared by strangers who knew exactly what she was. Then came the paste. White, salty, and textured like strips of wet cardboard mixed with old cheese. With trembling arms, Lisa pushed herself up slightly, the movement causing the internal devices to shift. A sharp gasp escaped her lips as the “U” structure pressed harder against her exposed itching clitoris, sending unwanted sensations through her body.

"Just get it over with", Mommy whispered in the air. "You'll survive this. You've survived worse."

Inside the box she was asked to take outside for her final orgasms, lay a tray with what looked like nutrient paste in compartments, a large ring gag, and instructions written in stern letters: “EAT EVERYTHING WITHIN 3 MINUTES OR PUNISHMENT WILL BE ADMINISTERED” Her stomach churned at the sight and smell of the industrial-grade food. But the alternative...

She grabbed the ring gag first—a thick rubber circle designed to **** her mouth open wide. As soon as she placed it in her mouth and locked it behind her head, her jaw was stretched uncomfortably wide, preventing any meaningful protest or refusal..... Lisa was in tears now. She opened the back door and stared outside at the hall. A quick glance up and down showed no one else outdoors. She had never been outdoors in public...naked.....other than sunbathing in the private backyard or the quick hall vending machine trip, this was different. Her naked feet on the front steps was so strange, so loud with those bells, she tiptoed a few feet and fell to her hands and knees on the ground. She felt weak...