Chapter 2 - assignments

Standing behind Hannah's restrained body at the head of the gynecologist's chair, Nadine strokes Hannah's hair from her face, and in a kind but firm voice says: "I know this is hard Hannah, but the medical examination and psychological profile is necessary to properly assign you to a training group. Please cooperate with John, and this will be over in a moment; then we can get on with focusing on your training. Please tell John, in detail, about your sexual experiences so far."

Nodding nervously, Hannah begins to stutter as she tries to concentrate rather than being overcome by fear. After a few moments she manages to blurt out: "I - I've never had sex before Sir." As she says this, her face flushes red with embarrassment, her torso wriggling slightly in an unconscious effort to avoid the penetrating gaze of her examiner.

"Never?" Asks John. "And does that mean no penetration, or that you've never been aroused sexually by another person?"

"I - I - I've never had sex, Sir." Hannah stammers. "Once, a boy, erm, put his hand under my shirt, and, erm, down my pants, but I didn't let it go any further."

"Why not?" Inquires John.

"I - I was afraid that he would, erm, I don't know, I was afraid that he would laugh at my body and tell people I was fat and ugly."

"Well done Hannah, your honesty and frankness does you credit. Now have you ever masturbated?"

Hannah flushes deep red again, this is too much, and she glances over at Cyndy,reminded suddenly that the other girl can hear all of this, suddenly enormously self conscious. John places one hand on her inner thigh, and slips a finger of the other hand into her vulva, curling his finger inside her, running it along the ridges of her vaginal wall. "I asked you whether you masturbate, Hannah." He says, not unkindly.

Shocked, the girl gasps for breath, blurting out "No - no, I mean, I don't. I mean - I tried. Once. Or twice, a few times, but I never liked it. It always felt, you know, wrong." Hannah is breathing fast now, her body struggling as much as she can to avoid John's hand, but her bonds don't allow for enough movement for her to escape. After a moment her wriggling ceases.

Stepping back, John removes his hand from her sex, and addresses both of the girls. "This morning we're going to measure both of your baseline sexual responses, then I'm going to recommend you to a training program that I think you'll be best suited. Nadine, please wire Hannah for me." As John steps back to the space between Cyndy's legs Nadine brings out a set of wires and electrode patches and begins to attach the to Hannah in the same way as Cyndy - nipples, belly, inside thighs and vulva lips. Hannah starts to protest - insisting that she obeyed, but Nadine stops her with a finger on her lips, speaking as she works.

"Little one - it was hard for me when I first came her you know. The examination is always hard on girls, but once you are assigned to your group you'll understand why its necessary, and you'll forget about it."

John addresses Cyndy now. "OK young lady - quickly now, we don't have all morning - your sexual history."

"No." Cyndy spits. "I've had enough of this. You let us go right now!"

John smiles. "Now, Cyndy, You will have noticed that many of the most sensitive parts of your body are now wired into the restraint chairs' computers. What you may not fully understand yet is the potential of this arrangement to deliver a symphony of the most exquisite pleasure or the most crippling pain. The connections are two-way electrical devices that monitor your body's responses and deliver stimulation to your nerve clusters. The lesson that you are learning today is that you can choose whether to experience pleasure or pain by your obedience or disobedience. Let's start you off with a little warm-up shall we? Now - my inclination is always to start straight away with the pussy - it's so receptive - but I'm open to suggestions if you have any?"

Cyndy shakes her head in fear "Please, no - please not my pussy - please - no!"

"Well then, let's start at the top and work down. Please let me know if you feel the need to urinate at any point. We'll start out gentle and work up to it using a downward cascade pattern. Feel free to let us know how it makes you feel, and let me know if you change your mind at any point. One thing that you will find as the computer starts to get a feel for your neutral patterns is that it will be able to begin to block your inhibitory impulses. You may find yourself unable to resist vocalizing about what you're feeling. Feel free to do that, and if you would like to beg me to let you reconsider your choice let me know."

Nadine pulls a keyboard out from below the console on the chair, and begins to type, a look a apprehension and dread settling on Cyndy's face as she closes her eyes and waits for the inevitable punishment. Suddenly a light grimace flickers over her face, hardly detectable except for the slight flinching of her torso and the sudden clenching of her fists.

"Don't worry." John says kindly. "We'll get you warmed up in no time, I just want to set the bottom bounds for your sensitivity scale so that we can get the full range of response out of you." Cyndy flinches again, this time more visibly, and a slight whimper escapes from her mouth. I notice the muscles under the electrodes on her belly tense suddenly as her body jerks a little in her restraints. Her eyes suddenly wide open she glances at John in desperation, as if to beg him to help her. "So - we'll start you off with paired lateral electrodes, nipples first, then breasts, then belly, thighs, then pussy. We'll begin with a low setting, and bring you up slowly. Here we go..." He slides a control on the panel, and suddenly Cyndy yelps in pain, her upper body jerking wildly in the tight restraints. Before she can recompose herself the same thing happens, followed rapidly by convulsions in her belly, then a deep guttural shout of pain as current flows through her. A moment later her whole body tenses, and a different, more desperate and uncontrolled sound escapes from her as the electrodes on her pussy are activated.

Cyndy's eyes are closed again and she is breathing deeply and sobbing quietly when the next round of shocks cycle through her body, this time apparently a little more intense, as her thrashing is greater, and the volume of her ragged cries is higher. John gently strokes her now sweat-drenched forehead for a moment before turning his back on the girl as the third cycle begins to wrack the girl's body with agony.

Now Hannah, given that you've been a little more forthcoming this morning, I'm going to offer you a proposal. The electrodes that you're connected up to are two-way sensors and simulators, and depending on the level and type of stimulation they can give either pleasure or pain. Your friend has chosen pain, but I think that pleasure may be a more effective motivator for you."

"You Hannah, are about to understand how generously obedience can be rewarded. So - focus, and make sure you're paying attention to what your body needs to really enjoy your reward. If this is really your first orgasm then you should relax and enjoy it. Don't be distracted by the sounds of your friend being punished, her torment will finish as soon as you cum, but take your time, she deserves to fully appreciate her experience - I'm sure she would not thank you for cutting it short. I've set up with up with a similar cascading program - I think you'll find as you progress that the computer is able to pretty effectively block your inhibition impulses, so just relax and enjoy."

"Hannah - please help me!" Cyndy calls out - "I can't take this - it's so awful - please - please cum quickly, I need it to stop I so need it to stop, please!" John moves to Cyndy's console, and begins to manipulate the controls, then to slowly slacken some of the bonds on Hannah's body, allowing her a little movement in her restraints.

John gazes at the young girl's full, plump body as the first light stimulation begins on her breasts and nipples. Her eyes close and her head tips back as she begins to try to stretch her body out in her restraints. He watches her nipples engorge and grow as they stand large and proud of her dimpled and dark areolae. She quivers again in response to the ministrations of the electrodes, so different in effect from the same device acting on Cyndy, who is also watching in desperation, knowing that her torture is about to resume.

Hannah squirms again, arching her back as she struggles with the sensations the machine is inducing in her body and tries to calm her body's panic to help her relax into them. John notices the muscles in her belly tense, and her breathing starts to become more shallow and ragged even during this first sequence of stimulation.

Cyndy stares in horror at the slow languid movements of Hannah's frame, her soft round belly seeming to ripple before her back arches and her whole frame tenses as the machine begins to stimulate her vagina. Hannah tenses her legs, her thick thighs pulling back to try to separate her thighs even further than the legs of the chair already do. Her dark pubic mound is already wet with perspiration and vaginal secretions, and pulled wide by the stirrups.

Cyndy is suddenly brought back to her own predicament by the resumption of her stimulation. She cries out in pain and her body bucks in the restraints as her breasts receive the current from their pads, then her belly, and finally her most intimate areas. She is left panting at the end of the cycle, too exhausted even to cry out as Hannah begins to moan in pleasure at the stimulation on her breasts again. "Please, Hannah, please hurry!" Begins Cyndy. "I can't bear it - it's so terrible Hannah - it's like each time is specifically designed for me, like it's learning from me to give me the worst feelings I can imagine! Please, Hannah, please help me!"