It can be quite nice if she is a good girl

Tiffany stood in a space which seemed to roughly follow the shape of her body, her legs apart standing on a couple of plates, and her arms slightly apart at her sides, but slightly behind her back, their position enforced by being in padded tubes from elbow to wrist. She had already discovered that cuffs could grab her ankles faster than she could remove them from the plates she was standing on, but the gap between her legs felt ominous.

Suddenly she jumped, something had touched her 'down below' and she automatically tried to close her legs to prevent the intrusion. She felt, and heard, a whack on her backside, and the dark band in front of her eyes sprang into life. It showed a girl's foot being lifted from a plate, and then a girl's bare backside, being spanked. Suddenly there were a couple more whacks to Tiffany's bottom. 'OK, OK - I get the idea - do what you want or be punished' said Tiffany.

Even though she knew what she should do, and was not trying to resist, when she felt the touch on her pussy, Tiffany's legs tried to close of their own accord, even though she knew she would be spanked. After a couple of minutes, with Tiffany's rear feeling quite uncomfortable, a new view appeared on the screen in front of her eyes.

It was a naked Tiffany, in black and white, her hands chained behind her back, but her legs only a little apart. She appears to be in a dungeon or cellar, and there is a Heath Robinson machine behind her, the most prominent feature being a wheel behind her, level with her naked bottom, with artificial hands round the outside. A woman in a 1920's ankle length dress enters and silently gloats to a caption of 'You are Mine now'. The camera pans to show that on either side of the captive's feet are manacles, chained to the floor, but follows strings which connect the manacles to what is clearly a spanking machine. The villianess points to the manacles demanding, with a gesture and a caption 'Spread your legs'. The captive, with a shocked expression, refuses, but her captor smiles she tugs on the strings, causing the spanking machine to operate. It does not take long before there is another caption 'I cannot defy you - I surrender' and the film shows a leg moving to allow the manacle to be closed round it. The woman in the dress hides the view of most of her captives body, apart from her spread, chained legs and her face, but when the caption show 'I claim my prize', although the legs twitch, they do not attempt to close, but captives eyes open wide with a mixture of fear and pleasure.

Tiffany followed suit - spreading her legs a little further, imagining what it would feel like to have the woman in the film chain her. When she feels herself being touched again she imagines these are the fingers of her captor, and she is helpless in chains. 'No, please don't do this - you are a woman, I am a girl' she begs, but she does not attempt to deny the touches, even as they are becoming very intimate, and Tiffany can feel her body start to react.

The AI controlling her enslavement was pleased - this **** has a good combination of an excellent body, **** shyness, and a submissive streak. Now she (the AI is sentient and identifies as female), just has to develop the right orientation.

A picture of a blond girl in a skimpy bikini appeared in front of Tiffany, followed by a closeup of her face, and the view panned down towards the girl's breasts, and Tiffany suddenly saw that the bikini straps were gone, and that she will be looking at bare breasts. Embarrassed, she closed her eyes.

There was a blast of cold air on her chest, which naked her nipples stand out, and then she can feel them being pinched. Surprised she opens her eyes, to see a view of her own bare breasts, with the nipples in the grip of a couple of claws. In the background was a picture of some closed eyes. The claws pinched, both in the picture, and on Tiffany's nipples. The eyes opened, and the claws withdrew.

Tiffany did not close her eyes again as she looks at the breasts of the blonde girl, even though she noticed how erect the nipples were, and the sensations between her legs increased, adding to her arousal. Her attempted rebellion at being **** to view the blonde girl's sparse pubic hair and aroused labia by closing her eyes again did not last very long, even though she tried to detach the image from the undeniable pleasant sensations she was feeling.

As the static images of the blonde girl was replaced by a moving image of the blonde, still naked, entwined in an intimate cuddle with an equally naked brunette soft voices started whispering in Tiffany's ears. The voices were soft and cajoling, and synthesised from the voices of some of her trusted friends. They told her that girls were sexy, that she would learn to desire girls, and that since she was now the sex **** of lesbian pirates she does not have any choice. The voices and the sensual lesbian images did not let up and Tiffany felt her arousal building. She tried to think less sexy thoughts but the AI which was controlling her conditioning knew her body well. The voices told her that she would have a Mistress, and would love being an obedient sex ****, and all the time she was being shown more female bodies. 'Oh - no - I am going to come while looking at pictures of girls!' she thought, but the images and voices continued as the impending orgasm built and built and was then sustained through more displays of lesbian orgies,

Tiffany had shut her eyes briefly, but the pinch to her nipples did not take her out of zone - indeed she imaged it was a girl pinching her and that seemed to make the orgasm even more intense.

All the time the female voices were telling her she was a sex **** and that she will learn to obey a mistress, and that sex with girls is exciting.

Eventually the machine allowed her to rest - the vibrator in her pussy withdrew and then the screen in front of her face moved away, allowing her to look out.