The first slave was not so much of a challenge. Crystal's own fear, shame and confusion outweighed her arousal, and she worked expertly with her tongue (better than she knew she was able to). Although by the time she had made the redhead squeal with a powerful orgasm she was bucking her hips against the air, she hadn't had to hold off an orgasm.
Crystal's mistress shouted, "Next!" and a petite blonde began to remove her clothes. The girl straddled Crystal's face and, before bending over for her own taste, she began grinding and riding Crystal's face while gripping Crystal's breasts. Crystal found being used like this such a turn-on, that when the girl finally leaned over to use her mouth, she squirmed with pleasure. It took about three licks by the blonde before Crystal was on the edge, holding back her orgasm. She licked furiously but the blonde didn't even seem close. By the time the blonde had even started moaning loudly, Crystal wanted to scream, but she dare not cum, having no idea what her "punishment" might entail. But after several minutes, she finally got the blonde off. And the girl climbed off Crystal's face while catching her breath.
Crystal's breath heaved as her body tensed. She looked at her mistress with pleading eyes, but that only drove her mistress on. "Next!"
The next was a Latina, who looked Crystal in the eyes before climbing on, as if to say, "I don't want to do this, but I have to do." Crystal whimpered, and as soon as the Latina's tongue hit her twat, she was squealing and bucking. The mistresses were loving it. But she survived the Latina. Then the Asian. The pale brunette gave her a run for her money, and nearly tripped her over the edge, but she clenched her muscles, grit her tech, clenched her fists and held on. When the last girl finally climbed off, Crystal was ready to cry. Her mistress looked down at her and smiled. She said, "Good girl." Crystal felt a swell of arousal when hearing those words, in spite of herself.
The group's leader said, "She is the first one in months to survive the test. Perhaps we should offer her to the High Overlord?"
The other mistresses nodded, except for Crystal's mistress, who appeared to have mixed feelings. "I'd hate to lose such an excellent item, but pleasing my High Overlord is what's most important."
"Let's go let him know. But set the slave up before we leave."
Set me up? thought Crystal.
Crystal's mistress began to set up a bizarre machine. It was a tripod, on top of which sat a box. Protruding from the box were two items: a metal rod with a dildo on the end, and a wire with a suction cup. The mistress placed the suction cup on Crystal's body, about a centimeter above her slit. Then she repositioned the machine so that the dildo slightly entered Crystal, causing the girl to gasp. Then she flipped a switch, and the dildo started fucking Crystal. The slave moaned loudly.
"Have you ever seen a machine like this?" asked the mistress, and Crystal shook her head.
"That sensor measures how close you are to orgasm, and sends signals to the machine. It will give you enough arousal to keep you constantly on edge, but will slow down when you're about to orgasm, so you won't be able to. Don't try to beat the machine."
Crystal screamed from the ache between her legs. "Don't worry, slave. We won't be gone for more than 5 or 6 hours. Then we'll let you know if the High Overlord wants you." With that they walked out. |