The first test.

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After the tour, Mouse summoned one of his assistants. She was a young woman, slightly younger than Gabrielle and worn a similar if less decorated robe as her master.

'This one has volunteered to be our new test subject, prepare her for the solarium, it is high time we find out the limits of those things.'

The assistant's eyes widened slightly at the mentioning of the solarium, but she responded with a curt nod, before leading Gabrielle away. They walked through a long straight corridor, going higher still until they stopped in front of a door. It was a plain wooden door and nothing stood out to indicate this was anything more special than any other door. Her handler opened the door with a key, and Gabrielle followed her inside. Whatever she was expecting of the room, it was not what she saw.

The room was surprisingly wide and shaped into a perfect circle. The smooth surface of the floor seamlessly transitioned into equally smooth walls, that rose for at least ten meters, before opening up to the clear blue outside sky. Square plates that had been polished to perfection were mounted on the walls, reflecting the sunlight down into the circular room in a haphazard pattern of light beams. Gabrielle squinted as the sunlight burned her eyes after the many hours indoors, but she was given little time to wonder. As she followed the woman to a table placed against one of the walls, she briefly inspected them to see if she could scale them to escape.

She could not. The walls were perfectly straight and she could not find a single place to hold on to. Maybe one of the mirrors. They had to be fixed to the wall somehow, but even the lowest hung well out of her reach. Her musing about escaping was interrupted when soft hands took hold of her wrists, and gently, but firmly, twisted them until they were behind her back. They were positioned in such a way that one hand could grab the elbow of the other arm. Were it not for her excellent agility, it would surely be a stressful position for the long term. Something metallic snapped around her lower arms, and when she tried to move her arms, found that they remained firmly in place, not even moving the slightest. A wide leather collar was wrapped around her neck, and it pushed her face slightly up, preventing her from looking down. Two more leather cuffs were placed around her legs, just below her knees, and she was wondering what was going to happen that required so much preparation. The young woman had not uttered a single word, simply going about her assigned task. Gabrielle heard something metallic move behind her, and when she turned around, saw that it was a chastity belt.

It was finely crafted, whoever made it had some serious skill in metal and leatherworking, but it was still a chastity belt. As she brought it over, Gabrielle could see that the inside was lined with soft-looking leather, so it probably would be a comfortable fit. But what worried her the most, was the thick phallic object set on the inside. It was made from wood by the look of it and was worked until it had a smooth surface. She thought about struggling, but her hands were already secured, and without the key, there would be no way to release them. So she resigned herself to the fate she had agreed to and allowed the woman to place the chastity belt on her. She made a brief moan as the wooden dick spread her pussy open, and penetrated her delicate folds. It filled her up completely, and her body became acutely aware of the fact that she had not had an orgasm in a long time. Her pussy clamped down eagerly on the intruder, pulling the wooden toy ever so slightly deeper. There was some fumbling of straps, and after a couple of seconds, the woman preparing her stepped back empty-handed.

Gabrielle swayed her hips back and forth, testing the fit of the belt, and she found that it was firmly kept in place. Not even the wildest sways of her hips caused the dick inside of her to move. She was guided to the centre of the room and Gabrielle's handler spoke for the first time when she ordered her to kneel down. She had a light voice, not uncommon for one so young, but it had a cold detachedness to it. She knew Gabrielle was nothing more than a **** to these people, someone to experiment on so they could more easily break other people. She was pulled upright by her arms, and she heard a metallic click, as something locked into place. Whatever it was, it prevented her from moving her torso around. She reached for a chain bolted into the ground and attached it to one of the cuffs around her leg. The process was repeated with her other leg, and after adjusting the length of the chains, Gabrielle was left kneeling on the floor with her legs spread wide apart. It would have exposed her pussy, but instead, it showed to any who looked that that part of her was locked away behind iron and leather. She blushed faintly at the suggestive and revealing nature of her position, but it seems they had more in store for her.

She was asked to open her mouth, and a big ball made from tightly braided leather was **** inside. It pushed her mouth uncomfortably wide apart, and when she felt two straps being tied around her face, she knew that she could not **** it out of her mouth. She looked anxiously to the woman who had set her up in this compromising position and followed her movements as she made her way to a small set of levers. Each lever seemed to connect to a series of ropes, that led to one or more mirrors, and she figured that they would be used to realign them. But the why eluded her.

The creaking of rope made her look around as much as her restrictive position allowed, and she saw several mirrors begin to rotate and tilt, and a singular beam of sunlight moved across the room. It moved to a spot on the wall until it hit another mirror and the beam reflected directly towards her. On its way, it passed through a green crystal fitted on top of a small pillar. The Yellowish sunbeam got some green highlights through it, as it continued unopposed towards the centre of the room. As it hit her shoulder, a familiar warmth began to spread through her. At first, it felt comfortable, the warmth of the sun was something she always appreciated, but after a while, the warmth was starting to affect her more. She was slowly becoming aroused. Her breath increased, she felt her nipples harden ever so slightly, and her pussy was rapidly getting wetter and wetter. A second beam hit her, this time on one of her perky breasts, and the added effect had her moan as her arousal spiralled out of control.

With each lever the woman operated, another beam of greenish sunlight hit her defenceless body. One to her thigh, her belly, one of her feet, one even hit her directly on her nipple, which by now had become painfully erect. Her desires had reached new heights, and now she understood the need for restraints, had she not been, she would surely be using her hands to make herself cum. The final beam hit her right in the middle of her firm ass, and after a while, Gabrielle could feel a fresh wave of desire flush into her as the last beam started to affect her.

Her lust and desire had been pushed far beyond her limits, and she moaned wantonly as the beams continued to send fresh waves into her body. her pussy was so wet, that she was literally dripping her need through a small hole in the front, probably made specifically for this purpose. Her pussy convulsed repeatedly around the wooden dick but found out that the lack of movement did not help her in any way. Despite all that, she realized that the constant waves of pleasure from the beams were slowly pushing her to the inevitable. And as much as she fought against it, her body was held firmly in place, with no means to escape. A long drawn out wail echoed through the room as her resistance shattered, and she gave in to the pleasure. Her body became rigid as she prepared herself for what would happen next, but nothing happened. She was close, in fact, she was past the point of cumming, but nothing happened. Her lust rose ever higher, and with it, the desire to finish.

She tried to rub her legs together but found that the chains did an excellent job at keeping them far apart. More pleasure assaulted her body, and the **** of her impending orgasm grew with it, ever higher, but never starting. Her clit throbbed unreachable behind the iron shield of the chastity belt, and her nipples stood out impossibly hard. Her slit convulsed non-stop around the toy, each contraction mimicking the first wave of an ever-growing orgasm. But it just never fully started. She was constantly on the verge of cumming, but despite the growing orgasm inside her core, it just refused to start.

The occasional drops leaking from her cunt were starting to come at a faster speed now. Saliva covered her chin and breasts as they leaked from around the gag. The woman made some final adjustments to the mirrors, and after looking at Gabrielle one last time, simply walked out the door. She heard the click of a key turning and knew that she was now locked in here.

Through the hazy fog of pure desire, Gabrielle felt the hot beams move across her body. her lust-filled eyes shifted towards the levers, thinking the woman had returned without her noticing it, but the room was still devoid of anyone else. It took her a long time to figure it out, between the steady flow of pleasure radiating outwards from the beams, and the agony of being in a perpetual state of cumming, without actually cumming, she only barely managed to solve the mystery. The passing of time caused the sun to move, and thus the way the light reflected in the mirrors. With time, the beams would leave her body, and she would have a reprive of this hell.

And so it went on, chained in a position of complete vulnerability. Powerless to escape the effect of the beams as they slowly moved across her body. Her pussy and clit ached with a burning need, screaming at her to touch it, anything to satisfy the burning desire. Her nipples, impossibly hard, throbbed with each frantic breath she took. If she could, she would have mauled them and her breasts until she screamed in pleasure. She clenched down on the wooden dick inside her dripping cunt, the action sending a steady flow of her nectar leaking from the shield. With what limited mobility she had, she arched her chest out, pushing her breasts against the beam that had moved from one nipple to the other. She willed herself to cum, used every trick of her, admittedly, limited experience to push her over the edge. But nothing worked, with each thing she tried, the pleasure briefly flared to higher levels, before it settled down again. Her mind was starting to come apart, all thoughts of trying to find a way out of here were slowly beginning to be replaced by a singular thought; To cum, at any cost.

The door opened with a soft creak, allowing the young woman from before entry. She walked up towards the struggling Gabrielle, taking great care to not touch any of the beams, and gave her a careful inspection. The pool between her splayed open legs showed her desperation, she gently brushed a finger against one of the nipples, and marvelled at how obscenely hard and long they had become. A guttural moan was released from around the gag, indicating the helpless bard was still aware of what happened. Her head was slumped to the side, and her eyes had rolled back, showing nothing but white.

She walked to the collection of levers and began to carefully readjust them so they would not leave their subject's body. With each beam the realigned itself on the blonde, a cry of desperation could be heard. She had clearly figured out what was happening and had hoped to get some reprieve from her situation. Little did she know, that there would be no reprieve. Even should the beams disappear, it was well documented that the effect would last for as much as half a day. But they would leave nothing to chance, and after checking her work, she again approached her charge. She leaned down, bending around a beam that was focused on her nose of all places, she whispered into the blonde's ear.

'I see you survived so far, but it has only begun. You just passed the four-hour mark, which is where the weak give in. I myself lasted six when I volunteered to test it, and believe me, the orgasm I had was like nothing you can imagine. Just so you know, the last **** we **** in here lost her mind after eighteen hours, and we have good hopes that you can break that record.'

She stepped away and walked towards the door. As she looked towards the helpless bard, she noticed a single tear roll down from her eyes as the realization sunk in; It felt like an eternity, but it was only four hours, and it would be much worse.

Ignoring the wail of desperation, she left the room, and locked the door behind her, she would check up on her in a few hours, when the sun was nearing its highest and most intense point.