itself.
It was twenty minutes this time before the system reset announced itself to a dozing Raven, the duration deliberately varied to distort her sense of time and mess with her mind. “System restore complete. Reset successful,” declared the woman’s voice to suddenly shock Raven back to instant full consciousness.
Something, somehow was wrong but her blurred mind couldn’t quite grasp what it was. She leapt forward, eager to please the machine and win her water reward. Moving almost automatically, Raven guided the insert into place, positioning feet, knees and hands, and pursing cracked lips ready to serve and in turn be served with what she craved.
Her own programming was fast synchronising with the programming of the machine and with a now practised technique, Raven was soon rewarded with the sight of water being drawn first into the second cylinder before she vacuumed it up the tube to her waiting mouth.
As the first drops slithered over her tongue, she couldn’t help but groan, loins ablaze and seemingly negating any dowsing the drops of liquid could give. It was slower coming this time, as if she was finally managing to get her libido to at least think about taking a back seat, and through sheer force of will and the burning desire to survive, even when she came she managed to keep sucking for water.
== ~ ==
The programming of the computer determined that her next thirty minute interval actually lasted fifty. Determined not to doze off again and risk missing the chance to take on more water, Raven constantly reminded herself to stay awake, pinching herself when needed, slapping if really needed, pushing her breaking body to the edge of its endurance and then tipping it beyond.
On and on the thirty minutes dragged until Raven was sure time had frozen in a nadir of despair. She yearned to hear the woman’s abrupt tones once again and to do what she must. She knew what was happening to her, knew precisely how she was being thoroughly deconstructed but didn’t care. Right then, it didn’t matter, water and survival did. The voice of a woman was what she craved and in that moment a twinge of regret poked her conscience, remembering how she had sought to reshape Katarina.
“System restore complete. Reset successful.” The former dominatrix scrabbled to impale herself afresh and fuck herself for the machine’s approval, ignoring the pungent stench of her own arousal that now hung heavily in the room.
== ~ ==
It seemed unreal. Thirty minutes? Can it really have been that? She felt so alone; so lacking in a foundation of being; so lost. Raven’s every heartbeat seemed to distance her from what she once was. She had tried to count time to the metronome of her heartbeat but even that was lost as her focus drifted so readily to matters more important.
Was she drifting in and out of consciousness? It was so hard to tell now and as her mind retreated to protect itself, the woman that was Raven stopped thinking forward, preferring to focus only on what was now and nothing beyond.
Water. The word swirled in her head. Another cycle over, she stared at the wall where water lay so close, thankful that at least her body hadn’t betrayed her this time.
Sometimes, in eureka moments, all becomes clear. Slowly unfurling her legs, Raven shakily stood and with a deep breath, gathered herself. Backing against the far wall with head bowed, framed by her lank black hair, she breathed deeply again, let out an adrenalin-fuelled scream of anguish and what remained of Raven launched herself in full fury at the wall.
CHAPTER XIII – Day out
It was a decision Raven would regret. When her good shoulder struck the wall, a thousand volts and more discharged, catapulting her across the room. As the higher functions of her broken body shut down, her captors finally re-entered the room to retrieve the limp woman who was nothing but their toy.
== ~ ==
“You were
It was twenty minutes this time before the system reset announced itself to a dozing Raven, the duration deliberately varied to distort her sense of time and mess with her mind. “System restore complete. Reset successful,” declared the woman’s voice to suddenly shock Raven back to instant full consciousness.
Something, somehow was wrong but her blurred mind couldn’t quite grasp what it was. She leapt forward, eager to please the machine and win her water reward. Moving almost automatically, Raven guided the insert into place, positioning feet, knees and hands, and pursing cracked lips ready to serve and in turn be served with what she craved.
Her own programming was fast synchronising with the programming of the machine and with a now practised technique, Raven was soon rewarded with the sight of water being drawn first into the second cylinder before she vacuumed it up the tube to her waiting mouth.
As the first drops slithered over her tongue, she couldn’t help but groan, loins ablaze and seemingly negating any dowsing the drops of liquid could give. It was slower coming this time, as if she was finally managing to get her libido to at least think about taking a back seat, and through sheer force of will and the burning desire to survive, even when she came she managed to keep sucking for water.
== ~ ==
The programming of the computer determined that her next thirty minute interval actually lasted fifty. Determined not to doze off again and risk missing the chance to take on more water, Raven constantly reminded herself to stay awake, pinching herself when needed, slapping if really needed, pushing her breaking body to the edge of its endurance and then tipping it beyond.
On and on the thirty minutes dragged until Raven was sure time had frozen in a nadir of despair. She yearned to hear the woman’s abrupt tones once again and to do what she must. She knew what was happening to her, knew precisely how she was being thoroughly deconstructed but didn’t care. Right then, it didn’t matter, water and survival did. The voice of a woman was what she craved and in that moment a twinge of regret poked her conscience, remembering how she had sought to reshape Katarina.
“System restore complete. Reset successful.” The former dominatrix scrabbled to impale herself afresh and fuck herself for the machine’s approval, ignoring the pungent stench of her own arousal that now hung heavily in the room.
== ~ ==
It seemed unreal. Thirty minutes? Can it really have been that? She felt so alone; so lacking in a foundation of being; so lost. Raven’s every heartbeat seemed to distance her from what she once was. She had tried to count time to the metronome of her heartbeat but even that was lost as her focus drifted so readily to matters more important.
Was she drifting in and out of consciousness? It was so hard to tell now and as her mind retreated to protect itself, the woman that was Raven stopped thinking forward, preferring to focus only on what was now and nothing beyond.
Water. The word swirled in her head. Another cycle over, she stared at the wall where water lay so close, thankful that at least her body hadn’t betrayed her this time.
Sometimes, in eureka moments, all becomes clear. Slowly unfurling her legs, Raven shakily stood and with a deep breath, gathered herself. Backing against the far wall with head bowed, framed by her lank black hair, she breathed deeply again, let out an adrenalin-fuelled scream of anguish and what remained of Raven launched herself in full fury at the wall.
CHAPTER XIII – Day out
It was a decision Raven would regret. When her good shoulder struck the wall, a thousand volts and more discharged, catapulting her across the room. As the higher functions of her broken body shut down, her captors finally re-entered the room to retrieve the limp woman who was nothing but their toy.
== ~ ==
“You were
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