Testers by Paul Enock Page B

of a small device into her. It was made of thick, shiny steel and was wishbone shaped, about two inches wide and six inches long and profiled to lay against the inside surface of her pubic bone. The sides of the wishbone fitted inside her pussy either side of the rough pad called the G Spot and, incidentally, her urethra, and the end of the wishbone was deep inside her, projecting above the upper edge of the pubic bone. There was a click and Sarah had clicked the outside half of the device into place; this part was hinged to the inner wishbone like a clamshell and consisted of a cup which covered Claire’s front labia and clitoris, closely conforming to its shape, and a thick hoop about four inches wide that encircled the outer form of the pubic bone, fitting against its sides and top edge. In effect, this was a small chastity device that clamped over the inside and outside forms of the pubic bone and was locked into place; it could not be removed without first opening it. The company actually produces this item as a chastity device and in that form it included a dildo that covered the G spot and filled the virginal passage; this, however, was not one of those. This was a discipline device. Given the right wireless commands, this device would suck the clitoris into a small cavity and shock it with a high voltage/low energy pulse a bit like an electric fence.
     
    Claire looked down at her new accessory with some confusion, pulling it gently. “It doesn’t move! It won’t come out!”
     
    “No,” was all Sarah said and locked a new collar around Claire’s neck. “This is a smart collar; it can listen to and understand what is said and knows whether it is you that is speaking. It also has a small vibrational speaker which rests on the back of your neck and transmits its sound through your spine to your head; no-one else will be able to hear it. It will give you commands and expects you to act immediately; failure to obey will result in disciplinary action by the unit I’ve just installed over your clitoris. You must not speak unless asked a direct question and then only say what’s necessary to answer. You must always answer honestly; it monitors your pulse and will know if you lie. You must obey all commands addressed to you by any person unless they are over-ridden by the collar. I shall now turn it on.”
     
    Calibrating said a voice inside Claire’s head. Operational .
     
    “Is that understood?” asked Sarah.
     
    “Yes,” said Claire, “But…Arrrgh” she screamed as her clitoris was sucked out from the folds of her labia and shocked.
     
    “Lets try that again,” said Sarah. “Is that understood?”
     
    “Yes,” said Claire, still trembling.
     
    “Good. It’s called a ‘motivator’ and it helps you to comply with any given commands. The shocks increase in energy each time, so you don’t want to attract too many of them. Now put these stockings and boots on,” and she handed Claire a new pair of stockings and some thigh high boots with platform soles and heels that made Claire appear to walk on tip toes. “And now this,” and she handed Claire a strange rubber dress. Claire had to wriggle her legs into the tight skirt that fitted like a second skin from just below her knees to the tops of her thighs. Then Claire put her arms into the sleeves and Sarah zipped it up the back. It was really tight and Claire could hardly breathe, although breathing was made slightly easier by the fact that there were two circular holes to allow her breasts to pop through and a circular hole around her abdomen. There was also a hole behind her and her arse cheeks popped out the back. The holes for her breasts weren’t quite big enough and the breasts looked a bit like spheres added to her body as an after thought. Finally, a rubber sleeve was slid over Claire’s arms behind her and straps over her shoulders held it in place.
     
    Claire looked in the mirror and was horrified by the effect; she looked like a