Gabrielle is made an offer

In retrospect twenty minutes was perhaps a bit to intens. Having never been able to get anyone this close to orgasm, nor knowing what it did to the persons mind to be kept at that edge for so long, he seriously started to doubt his decision to leave her that long. After all she was useless if she didn't survive.

With the passing of time Mouse had watched Gabrielle's actions change. First the struggles of resentment, she hated what the machine was doing to her, and she wanted out. Then came the moans of arousal, as the machine relentlessly pushed her to orgasm. Next was the soft cry of disapointment as the machine slowed down and timed it's movement to get her as close as possible without throwing her over. And finaly, desparation. Where the girl whould beg, squirm, or struggle just to get that last bit of stimulation.

With only two more minutes to go Gabrielle had resigned herself to the fact that nothing she could do whould help her. The only choice she had was ride it out and hope for the best. Tears of frustration had stained her blindfold and her earlier screams had reduced to soft pleas for mercy.

A flash pointed Mouse to the fact that the twenty minutes where over, and complying it's programing, the machine asked if it should let the subject cum.

'No, not just yet. Full orgasms are earned, and she has done nothing so far to earn one. Maybe if she cooperates we can talk abouth rewards.'

Walking over to the controls he placed a negative responce to the waiting machine, and gave it a hard stop just to be shure she didn't help herself.

Gabrielle's lethargic mind was shocked back awake when the machine withdrew it's cock-like apendage abrubtly, leaving her with an empty feeling in her pussy.

'No, no, not again. Just let me cum.'

Casting a simple spell, Mouse ended the learning mode of her runes and set the maximum peak to the earlier defined point. preventing her from ever getting her orgasm without his aproval.

'What do you want from us'

Deciding his was a good time to make himself known, he answered.

'Didn't the old man told you when they marked you yesterday? Besides, "us" is not importand right now, what you need to wory about is "you". And what I want from you is what we will talk about now.'

Gabrielle was surprised by the sound of the voice. It was calm and reasuring, as if the owner was in complete control of everything he did. But at the same time did it sound cold and calculated, like he didn't care about the world around him.

'Who are you? Did you do this to me?'

'I'm called Mouse. No it is not my real name, but it is the one most use, and the only one you need to know. And no I did not do everything to you, only the last twenty minutes was of my doing.'

'Twenty minutes? Felt a lot longer to me.'

'Well in total you where left here for almot two hours, but the last part was done by me, the rest was the machines own random programing.'

'Whoever build that...thing sure knew what he was doing. So, are you going to get me out of here? Or are you just going to keep me like this. because there is something that I REALY need to do, and somehow I doubt that you are going to do it for me.'

'Oh thank you. It is always rewarding to hear once work appreciated. And, no, I'm not getting you out of there. At least not yet. First we talk a bit. And if that goes to my satisfaction, then I might be persuaded to help you with your needs.'

'Okay, for now I'm going to postpone the act of me brutaly murdering you with whatever it was that **** me for the past two hours, just so you can tell me what you want from me.'

Chuckling at that line he walked back towards his stool and as he passed Gabrielle's body he lightly traced his hand over her leg. Gabrielle's hyper sensitive body was derived physical touch for two hours, and the desire and arousal of constandly being denied orgasm made her shiver. Continuing his trail upwards over her sides past her ribs. His hand left her side when he had to walk aroundher arm restrains, but after he sat down again next to her head he placed one hand on the part where her neck met her shoulder and slowly started to massage it.

Gabrielle was relaxing by what his hand was doing and it wasn't until she let out a sigh of apreciation that she realise that his carefull ministrations prefented her from recovering to much. When next he spoke it was close to her ear, and she shudderd when she realised that he was in complete control over both the situation and her body, and she feared what he whould do if she angered him.

'Glad to see you at least got your sarcasm back. And points for creative ways of murdering someone. I have seen many people get killed in here, some with weapons, other with poisons, once, with farming implements. But **** by sex implements, that's a new one. But back to matters at hand. What I want from you is fairly simple. You see I made this machine, and I made others like it. But despite it's obvious effectiveness, I'm always looking for ways to improve. So a friend of mine and I have decided to combine our skills to create something better then we could achieve individualy.'

During his talking his hand had moved from her shoulder to her arm, never letting up on it's calming massage.

'And you want what from me? To be your guinea pig?'

'Yes, exactly. Now before you decline, or say things you're going to regret later, I want you to concider three things. One: Compared to what those cultists will do with you, my activities are less brutal. Two: I am not an unreasonable person to work for. If you assist me in getting what I want, I may in turn be convinced to give you what you want. Well not your freedom obviously, but we both know that is not what you want right now.' Meanwhile his hand had left Gabrielle's arm and he leaned foreward so he could reach her upper boddy from his place at the head of the table.

Laying his head on his upper arm he continued his argument while using the nail of his index finger to softly draw paterns on the underside of Gabrielle's breast.

'And lastly, but certainly no less important.'And for this he moved his head close to Gabrielle's ear. 'Remember the position you are in. Because of those fools your runecluster is now tuned to an absurd degree, I'm sure you remember how that last session felt. Those idiot cultists will never realise the situation you are in, and they are not known to show simpathy.' changing his actions from her breast to her nipple he started to lightly flick the hard nub, drawing soft moans of arousal from the bound woman.

'Can you imagine what it must be like for you? To be brought to that excruciating point time and again. But never given any form of release. How long do you think you last? Before you go mad from need.'

Gabrielle's answer was riddled with moans as the maddening touches of the faceless man slowly worked her body back to an aroused state. Not that hard she admitted, since her previous ordeal already made her body extreemly sensitive.

'And you expect me to -mmmmmm- believe you are diferent? You whould just use me the same as those other guys whould. -ooooooh- Perhaps not in the practical way, but the end result is the same. You just make me chsose between two evils.'

The sigh she heard was the only sign of disapointment she found in Mouse. abrubtly the hand playing with her left and she heard him get up from whatever it was that he sat on. When next he spoke, his voice was a lot less amiable.

'No girl, I'm making you choose the lesser of two evils. No doubt my actions will be as harsh as what those other guys have in store for you. But I im not blind to my subjects well-being. Cooperate and do well and I can be pursuaded to deactivate the part of your rune that supresses your ability to orgasm.'

In the time it took him to say this he had walked back to the levers controling the machine, and he pulled the lever that restarted the random program he walked in on.

'Now it's clear that you need some time to think my offer over, and that's good, never accept annything without giving it a good examination in your head. So while you do that, I'm going to enjoy watching my machine fuck your brains out.'

Gabrielle began to struggle as the hated thing started to insert itself once more and resumed it's never ending **** on her body.

'Don't worry it's not the same program as I used, just a random setting. After all I have breakfast orderd for us, and I just want to pass the time pleasantly.'

'How long do I have?'

'I don't know. Depends on how fast the servants bring the food. Could be a few minutes could be longer. don't worry your pretty little head about time, just focus on deciding whether or not you accept my offer.'

Gabrielle's thoughts of his offer where rudely interrupted as the machine suddenly increased it's speed to something she never felt before. within seconds she reached her peak, and she tensed in that all to familiar sensation. but dispite the unnatural speed of the machine, she could not cum. She was physically blocked from going past that point, even though the machine was clearly doing it's best to get her over it.

'NOOO you did something, oooh gods, this is, why can't I cum.'

'Because I set your rune to never go past a certain point, in this case the one you rode for twenty minutes. Think about this when you decide to reject my offer. because this is the closest you will ever get to an orgasm unless someone let's you.'

'Aaargh, no more, please, you can do what ever you want to me.'

'Oh sweetie, I can already do whatever I want to you. And what I want from you now is that you just think my offer over, like the smart girl rumors say you are.'

When the machine slowed down to a more normal pace, Gabrielle had some more time to think, hoping that she could get an answer before the food came.