TorBound's Bondage Tales

Ashley was what you might call ‘an ordinary woman’ she was an ordinary height at 5ft 6inches. She had an ordinary sporty physique for a 20 year old gym bunny: A slender frame but ample at the hips and breast. Her face was ordinarily attractive: kind, freckley with green eyes, pink lips, a button nose and soft cream coloured skin that suited her light ginger hair, which was, ordinarily, In a tight but long ponytail that reached her upper back.

Ashley was not, however, an ordinary woman.

Little old unassuming Ashsley was a totally unrepentant and utterly devoted bondage fanatic.

Thia rather uncommon interest had been Ashley’s secret her whole life, she didnt even seek partners with which to act out her myriad fantasies, for Ashley was terrified of being ostracised. Even thr thought of a stranger knowing made her stomach tie itself in knots and her family and friends knowing? Unthinkable.

Ashley did have one outlet however; her job.

Ashley was a ‘Liscensed Robust Medical Performative Tester’ or a ‘Test Subject’ to you and me. Ashley’s whole job revolved around testing medical devices both restraint and support in a rigourous series of experiments to determine their sturdiness, comfortability, efficacy, and application. Ashley had been subject to all sorts from Leg Brace to Mouth Guard all the way to Segufix and Straitjackets. Ashley loved her job. The one small thing that urked the happy kinkster was a tiny silly little detail:

The tests weren’t real.

After a year of testing and having finally been fitted in the heavier restraints for a few hours here and there and having been asked to try and thrash or to walk about or try to operate a door handle. It was all Ashley could do not to imagine herself subject to the whim of some deranged institute of devious doctors who captured good looking unassuming girls like her off the street and forced them into permanent bondage for their entertainment under the guise of testing.

The real world being the real world Ashley was sure that this fantasy would remain just that; a fantasy. But all the same she wished more than anything just to experience it, even once, until she remembered the old addage:

‘Be careful what you wish for…’

“Today is Tuesday 16th of January 2024, Doctor Henry Wallace speaking with Doctors Alfred Hine and Lavender West observing. Commencing test No.1 with the prototype MedTec M7 Trauma Harness. Before the Test begins the subject is being given an extended waiver for prototype testing and their verbal consent for the record is additive to their signature.”

The tape was paused. A tall man with cropped salt and pepper hair, grey stubble and thin silver-rimmed glasses looked toward Ashley and indicated, with a friendly smile that she was now to sign the paperwork.

Ashley glanced at the stack of paper sitting prim and proper on the desk infront of her, she had to be sat with the doctors as they began the preamble to tests as a legal measure but she had never had to sign extra paperwork. The wad was imposing and she knew, of course, she ought to read it but well… the young woman flicked through a few pages pretending to read the jumble of headings, subheadings, annexes and indicies, she drew a finger over her brow moving ginger her neatly in place behind her ear, a nervous tick. On and on, page after page, minute after minute the text went on and on and on. The whole time however the only thing Ashley had on her mind was;

‘Just how restrictive will this ‘Harness’ be if I need to sign this bad boy?’

The idea excited her, she couldnt deny it, even the word ‘Harness’ made her imagination run wild. She turned to the final page pretended to read the last few blocks of test, whipped the paperwork back to the beginning and looked at the tall doctor.

“Doctor Wallace, whats the purpose of this form, ive already signed a waiver”

Ashley was mildly surprised to see the doctor had seeminglg been staring down at her the whole time. His genial smile remained fixed on his mouth as he spoke.

“Well given that the Harness isn’t yet available to the medical or institutional market extra steps must be taken to ensure you are entirely informed about any harm or discomfort you risk by partaking in testing. What’s more is we will be doing extended testing with much longer experiment times which the paperwork will make you aware of.”

Ashley felt soothed at once. His voice was deep and soft it had the quality of cool water and warm tea. Only one thing niggled at her.

“Sorry Doctor, but you said the test will take longer, the most ove done is 3 hours last month with that lovely- I mean sturdy Bolero Straitjacket. Is todays test going to be longer than that?”

“Yes, today’s test will be longer”

Ashley felt a bit non plussed. She hadnt really asked him to specify the length but she thought the question was implied. Before she could follow up Doctor Wallace went on.

“I assume, Miss McCallister, that you also read BHiP 7 Annex C Part 1.1 noting that your rate for this test will be quadruple the standard rate and will be per hour rather than per test.”

Ashley couldnt help but gape at him. She hadn’t, in fact, read that small detail.

‘I usually get £200 per test are they really paying £1000 an hour?! And he said it will be a longer test than the Bolero so that’s at least 3K’

Ashley was like most young people, utterly skint. The idea that she could not only indulge her fantasy but get paid ridiculous money like that. Well, it settled the matter.

“Yes of course, I’ll sign right away!”

And with a flourish Ashley snatched the pen from the table and signed her life away.

A short while later Ashley had been lead into the testing chamber by Doctor West. She was a short busty woman with dark skin and a comforting smile.

“Alright then Miss McCallister this will be the test area for the entire period included the extended period. You are not to leave this room but, to be honest, we arent worried about that. Any questions?”

Doctor West waved her hand about the room presenting the stark cream nothing to Ashley as if there was anything to see. The walls were padded and so was much of the floor apart from the doorway wherw they stood. Ashley had never been in such a room. Usually testz were done in larger rooms without cameras. But now she saw that every corner had a rather expensive looking cctv camera. She also noticed tjat while the walls appeared plush with the squishy cream material there was a section on the other side of the room where a clear seam was visible.

“Just a few things Doctor if you dont mind”

Ashley turned to face Doctor West and the woman just beamed at her kindly

“Yes Miss McCallister?”

“Well first of all this is a very very safe room. I mean the prototypr isnt dangerous is it? You don’t expect me to be banging into the walls or floor surely?”

Ashley thought Doctor West might dim a bit at the comment but the opposite was true, her smile seemed to grow but it didnt get kinder. Ashley had the odd sense that Doctor West was amused and even eager to hear her say it.

“Oh yes its a very safe and very very secure room, it’s the most secure in fact. Those cameras are airgapped and unhackable. The walls are a new kind of soft rubber thats unabrasive and practically imoervious to damage. And… well we’ve got a new lock installed.”

Ashley gaped at her whilenthe doctor paused for breath.

“But let me be clear. The refit is for the sake of the protype’s safety. It is a very new and very expensive bit of kit. We had to take every precaution.”

That clicked for Ashley, the room was basically a big box of bubblewrap so MedTec’s new gear would get so much as a speck of dust on it. She still had one more question.

“Of course that makes sense, thank you very much. Just one more thing, is that a door on the other side of the room?”

she pointed at the seam. Doctor West nodded and led her toward it

“Yes its storage for the prototype, now’s a good time to get a look and i can demonstrate that that little closet is just as safe and secure.”

The Doctor hadnt lied. The door opened only when she motioned to the men behind the oneway glass where they come in from. The door opened slowly and the noise of hydraulics was audible. Ashley guessed the door must be very heavy and inoperable by hand.

The door completed its opening with a satisfying ‘Shkrshh’ and Ashley got her first look at the M7 Trauma Harness.

It was the basic outline of a human body constructed with many rings to hold the limbs attached to each other by actuated metal tubing with black rubber covered springs. The insides of the rings were lined with pads of thick black rubber and were arranged like.the aperature of a camera. Ashley guessed thats how they were fitted to different body sizes. The harness was mostly empty space however. It looked like human scaffolding, but it was elegant in a way, brutalist, utilitarian and simple. There was no space wasted and Ashley was sure the harness would fit snugly over her as if she were wearing a nylon stocking. She felt a bit flustered when in her minds eye she saw herself strapped head to toe in rope harness. A deep diving rope cleaving her crotch and a harness framing her large breasts lewdly. Her face went rougue.

“Are you alright Miss McCallister?”

The reverie was halted at once. Ashley felt rather stupid.

“Ah sorry Doctor, I was just focusing”

Doctor West appeared no plusssd however and motioned to the rest of the tiny storage closet. Ashley noted now that she was actually focsed the room was not just dark and cramped (barely 1ft 6inches to the sides and 6ft tall), but also covered with the same rubber padding as the larger room. This padding was different, it was jet black and it seems oddly to be sagging. Ashley didnt make anything of this and supposed it was just specification on storage or something like that. She nodded at the doctor, indicating she was content to carry on with the test.

A short while later and Ashley was standing beside Doctor Hine at a table in small observation room behind the oneway glass. The room where her contract was signed. Hinr was shorter and wider than Wallace but not fat. He seemed barrel chested and bedecked with muscle. He grasped her firmly on the arm to draw her attention.

“Miss McCallister let’s not waste anymore time, please don the test apparel”

Ashley did make anymore however. Sitting on the table in front of them both was a black shiny latex bodysuit pattermed with thin grey hexagons. The entire body save the face was covered although ashley could see what she swore was a hood attached to the neck.

“You’ve got to be joking Doctor Hine, this thing looks skin tight, im going to boil in there, it isnt exactly cool in here.”

The Doctor harumphed mockingly

“Oh please girlie this suit has been in the works for nearly a year. Its a percect fit for whomever wears it, it monotors all your vitals and adjusts for comfort, you say youre hot now; well as soon as you pop it on you’ll feel much cooler. You say it’s too tight; the suit will loosen for you. You say you’re hungry the suit will convert sunlight and water into calories. Need a wee, the suit takes care of it. Trust me its a wonder we arent all wearing these they really are a marvelous development.

Ashley was impressed. While Hine seemed the most brooding of the three he was seemingly the most open and enthusiastic. If it were true the suit could do all this it really was a technological miracle.

“The only issue is powering the damn thing. Has to be plugged in constantly or recharged every 12 minutes. I hesitate to tell you how much it costs to run an hour. We are testing it.in combonation with M7 because the Harness can power it indefinitely so long as its close enough to an electromagnet. Which of course the walls, ceilings and floors of this room are all fitted with. Why you could wear this suit and never need to eat, sleep, exercise pr even use the loo ever again!”

With the speech over and Hine now grinning ear to ear with pride and excitement Ashley couldnt help but ingest some of his infectious candor.

“Oh go on then, I’ll put it on right away, im intrigued to see how it feels!”

Ashley wondered if her seemingly innocent comment gave away too much. She was quite obviously desperate to slide into confining and cloying latex as soon as it had appeared. But she was genuinely put off by being asked to wear it. As if they knew she wanted to.

It was an involved process to say the least but after 10 minutes of struggle the latex auit was finally on, wrinkled here and there but quite cosy. Ashley felt titilated by the tightness as it hugged her every curve her breasts pushed together and up into a single wide plump mass begging to be groped, her ass cleaved in two delightfully begging to be spanked. It was all Ashley could do not to touch herself there and then.

“All done, ill active the power and it will size itself off”

before Ashley could say a word Hine flicked a switch in the observation room and the suit immediately sprung to life. As if wrapped head to toe in a python her body was squeezed here and there and everywhere. Each wrinkle smoothed out until she was a perfect latex angel in shiny flesh. Her body was blemishless and pristine. She gasped as the material held her throat in its vice like grip. It dug into her sensitive parts making her lust rise with a thrill made worse with the humiliation of her obvious cameltoe. It was all the poor woman could do not to collapsw on to her knees there and then. But in her own mind, this was heaven.

Ashley jolted from the initial adjustment and then gasped as the suit finally lessened its hold on her throat, just barely.

“That was a bit shocking, you’re right it feels great, if perhaps a bit tight…”

Ashley ran her hands along her transformed body past her breasts over her hips and around her ass. The sensation was intoxicating her eyes felt like rolling back, her mouth felt like panting. She had better get the test going if she wasnt going to embarass herself here and now.

“Good to go Doctor Hine”

Doctor Hine for his part was making a valiant attempt to not oogle her lusty forme. A job made all the hardee by Ashley’s involuntary exploration of her body.

“Yes very good, now I believe Doctor Wallce will be explaining your task, ahh yes here he is now”

Wallace and West walked in at that moment holding clipboards tuckedunder one arm. Wallace spoke at once.

“You appear ready miss McCallister, good, let us not waste anymore time, theres science to be done!”

Wallace lead her into the padded chamber supporting her as she slipped this way and that on the smooth rubber floor with her slick latex soles. The two materials were seemingly coated in the same finish so that they had absolutely zero friction. Once she was placed in the center of the chamber and trying her best to stand upright and still Wallace began go speak.

“The test will begin soon. Myself, Doctor Hine and Doctor West shall be observing you from the room we were just in and via camera. You shall be able to hear me over speakers in the room and via the Harness once it applies itself-“

Ashley raised an eyebrow and forced gerself to interject

“Apply itself what on earth-“

The momentary lapse in concentrationnwas enough to make her slip again and she found herself on her knees looking at the doctors shoes. She tried to stand up at once and slipped again. On the third attempy she got it. Wallace seemed bemused.

“Yes the Harness will apply itself. Part of its usecase is for search and rescue, we are eager to see how capable it is of detecting and aiding a patient. Whats more is the Harness has a potential usage in Mental-health Institutions so we are wanting to test its resilience to a determined uncooperative patient, someone with a severe psychosis perhaps. In this regard your task is simple. Try to avoid the harness’ sensor and try not to let it attach itself to you. As Doctor Hine so succinctly put it when we did our palling meetings ‘Don’t Get Caught’. The test shall go on until all the Harness functions have been tested to be working satisfactorily. We will aslo be testing your suit functions to the same degree. This will be a long experiment but I am confident you’ll do just fine. Any final questions?”

Wallace was alreading turning back to the door, the time for questions had clearly passed. The idea that the Harness was able somehow to leap out and grab her was ridiculous, more likely than not it would attempt a single step fall over and require repairs. A frustrated horny part of her brain wished it were not the case, but oh well, she’d try to make the most of wesring her lovely black suit and-

The door to observation room shut with a jolt its seems barely visible as the room appeared uniform with plush rubbery material aside from the oneway window. At once the sound of hydraulics surged from behind her and Ashley attempted an about turn, she fell to her knees once again but as she fell she saw to her primal horror the vision of the Harness bounding dexterously from the storage room. It took position in the corner to Ashley’s left and appeared to be sensing the space. The vision of a headless skeleton of metal seemed absurd. Ashley stared agape. The only clue of its intentions was the orientation of its metal sternum a bright red light seemingly its eye scanning this way and that. Before Ashley could think to do anything the eye landed upon her. There was half a second where the two seemed to acknowledge eachother’s presence and then the Harness sprang into action.

At once the image of a headless skeleton was a blur shooting toward her sent into a fit of movement as she tried to scramble away. The slick rubber denying her any real purchase. She turned around for a single moment to see the metal skeleton now a maw with baring teeth as all of its rubber apperatures split at their mids to accept her body into their unshakeable embrace.

Ashley slipped once more, falling onto her front, her hips up, one leg bent and the other stretched. The maneuver had been just enough to avoid being completely ensnared by the M7. However, as soon as Ashley attempted to extend her bent leg, she found the movement impossible. Looking down, she saw that her leg was entwined in the bonework lattice of the harness. Her lower leg was bent all the way back, her heel forced into her ample thigh, held tightly by a single appa­ratus that had expanded to accommodate and was now clamped down in an unbreakable grip. Her lower thigh and shin received the same treatment; the bands of mechanized rubber allowed her not a fraction of movement, neither left nor right, nor up nor down. Her leg was utterly immobilized.

Adrenaline coursed through her as she stared helplessly at the one-way window.

“TURN IT OFF ITS WAY TO AGGRESSIVE ITS-“

But what it was the doctors would never hear. At the same moment, Ashley had turned to plead an end to the test, the perfectly balanced, one-legged harness detached its own neck and cast it at Ashley as if it were a boomerang. The metal and rubber collar struck her with perfect precision and knocked her flat into the rubbery floor. Ashley saw nothing as her face seemed to sink into the floor. She felt the collar bind to her neck and squeeze cruelly, adding to the already intense tightness of the test suit. In a second moment, Ashley nearly screamed as she felt the collar wind up to her nose as if it were an insect. It plastered her entire jaw and filled her oral cavity with a goo that set almost at once into a squeaky black rubber. Her jaw was forced to its extent and she felt the constant need to choke. Screaming produced barely a noise; her pleas fell on dead ears.

Ashley rolled onto her back, unknowingly dodging another capture attempt by the harness on her right leg. She clawed at her featureless muzzle with her hands, desperate to pull it off, desperate to breathe air unpolluted by the heady rubbery aroma. This was a bad move, as the single moment of inaction gave the harness a chance to detach its arm and launch it like a javelin toward Ashley. Once again, the body part opened its apertures, ready to accept its patient.

Wham! The arm struck its mark, and being that Ashley’s arm was already bent, clawing at her face. The harness arm was quick to bind it, same as her leg. The wrist was forced to the shoulder via a thin rubber band, and her hand was positioned to grasp the top of her shoulder bound. Another band secured above and below her elbow in the same way. Her entire left side was now rendered useless; both her limbs were bent back into useless positions. Ashley noticed now her suit transformed her glove into a featureless mitten, her fingers still stuck in the fingerholes inside her hand, laying flush with her shoulder. Again with her foot, where once her toes could bend and grasp, now her foot was forced into a ballerina pointe, her soles laying flush with her thighs.

with her whole left side rendered useless, Ashley knew she was finished. She tried in vain to wriggle onto her knees using her pointed knee as a foot. But the effort, the weight of the harness, and the slickness of the suit made action an impossibility.

Ashley rolled onto her back and watched with dread as the webbed shadow of the harness cloaked her features. The scientific monstrosity seemed to understand the patient had no chance and so steading itself and matching her pose, ll while balancing on a single leg and arm contect by chest carapace it opened to receive her and collapsed onto her elliciting a silent scream from Ashley as the predatory behaviour had the aspect of a triumphant spider. Ashley’s right arm and leg were enveloped and forced into the same restraint as her left side. The chest was different as it settled onto her it connected tje disperate limbs and seemed to energise them their induvidual grips becoming a single more determined hold, as unshakeable as a weld. Thh chest of the harness molded to her contours and trapped her in 4 huge aperatured rings of rubber that dialed down into tight regulation. She had imaged the harness to split her at the breast like shibari instead the harness sunk itself into the space around her chest and wound her hands and feettogether so that her back was arched horricly tighy and her huge boobs were forced out. A single satisfying mass with a deep valley of latex cleavage. They were framed as if for display and it drove her wild. The M7 Trauma Harness must have sensed this pleasure as it focused itself on securining her waist. It charges into the space between hee thighs and forced them apart. The lewd image of her latex covered sex now puffy was on display to all just like her breasts. The harness went on however and sunk 3 curbed rib of mental into her softness. Two at either side digging to the pits of her thighs and framing her plump sex and the third diving down cruelly into her vagina splitting her in half and continuing into the valley of her huge ass.

VZZZZZZZZ

Ashley’s eyes widened in shock as vibration surged to her sex. The Harness seemingly trying to calm her down by any means. The attempt made her feel all the move overwhelmed and knew that at any moment she was gonna pop all of it all at once grabbing her controling her making her a thing imposing its will on her she shut her eyes as she waited for that tidal wave of pleasure.

“THAT CONCLUDES THE INITIAL ‘CAPTURE AND CONTROL’ TEST. M701, PLEASE STAND UPRIGHT AND PRESENT THE SUBJECT TO THE OBSERVATION WINDOW”

Noise and movement shook Ashley to her senses. She was not a fly in a spider’s web but a woman in a research institute, and this was a test. She tried to calm herself and shifted to gain any meek comfort, which was a dismal failure.

The voice on the loudspeaker was plainly Doctor Wallace and yet he did not address her. He seemed to be speaking to the Harness.

Suddenly M701 moved into action, its limbs moved independently to Ashley’s. The rubber apertures still held her in strict control as its own limbs extended out, regaining its full stature: lower legs and feet, lower arms and hands flipping and locking into place. It stood upright, giving Ashley the sickening sensation of floating in mid-air, trapped inside the unyielding cage of metal and rubber. Her black figure filled out its middle and half of each limb. Her face, covered with a shiny black hood, was framed within a metal lattice. The harness turned to face the window and stood to attention, its head straight, its arms at its sides, its feet together. The motion squeezed the occupant, pulling at her sex and pressing her breasts even further together and out.

she was forced to look, tearfully, at the observation window, a thin sheen of sweat covering her face and hair. The only part of her left exposed.

“M701 ASSESS THE PATIENT AND REPORT”

Ashley blinked slowly, gathering herself from the squeezing as a voice emanated from her middle. M701 was speaking. It rang out polite and feminine, yet determined, unfeeling, and robotic.

“Subject is secure and experiencing stress within reasonable boundaries. No physical or mental injuries. Suggest application of erogenous soothing in accordance with subject psychology.”

“VERY WELL M701 LIGHT STIMULATION IF YOU PLEASE”

at once the Harness move its hands over Ashleys large breasts strained by both framing metal and compressive latex. Its uncaring fingers dug lustfully into her soft flesh and squeezed deeply, it began to knead and turn her breasts the motion eliciting excited moans from the overwhelmed ashley. The groping went on as the Harness activated the vibration in its lower chasis deepening Ashley’s pleasure and making her feel woozy with delight.

“Sthhh…. sthh… shhll.. shlldhhhww….”

The useless gesture of begging meant nothing to M701, who was fulfilling its programming to precisely defined expectations. It sensed that the patient’s brain chemistry had rendered it more relaxed and less aware.

“PRESENT THE PATIENT”

at once M701 stepped right up to the observation window and jutted its chest out as if to show off its capture. The motion squeezed Ashley tight and nearly made her orgasm. M701 held her breasts up as if in display. After a moment it ran its hand down her sides over her belly button and squeezed her thighs.

“EXCELLENT M701.”

the mic was left on momentarily as the doctors could be heard shuffling papers and writing notes

“M701 PLEASE ACTIVATE EXPERIMENTAL PROTOCOL ‘LONGTERM RELAXATION” AND RETURN TO STORAGE”

Ashley’s eyes blinked as she stared at the blank window ‘longterm’and ‘storage’ either meant she was just about to be let out or else…

before she could ponder any further the huge goo gag that had held her in strict silence melted away and absobed into the thick posture collar. She screamed at once.

“LET MEEE OUUUUUUTTT. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE ITS TOO MUCH ITS TOO MUCH I HATE ITS ITS TOO MUCH PLEASE LET ME OUT I CANT STAY IN HERE I CANT I CANT I CA-“

The rubber goo emerged from the collar once again like a spring tide. It rolled over Ashley’s features enveloping her whole face and head from chin up to her nose over her head and back down to her neck only her ponytail was allowed to stick out. Ashley’s new face was a hood of utter black and percectly shiny. Little perterbations occured where underneath she was clearly trying to scream but unlike before she was now totally silenced. The little movement allowed to her exhibited itself as a slight wiggle of her head and the tensing of her neck muscles.

To make things worse M701 had detected Ashley’s distress and interpreted its next next action as increasing her stimulation and limited her allowance if air. It decided on an optimised regimen of 1 minute of heavy stim and light groping with no air followed by 10 seconds breathing with low stim and heavy groping. It decided to allow her to breath via her mouth during the 10 seconds. M701 enjoyed the noises she made ‘pleas’ ‘begging”bargaining’ M701 wished to explore this further in its own time. M701 would not inform the doctor’s of this desire.

in following with Doctor Wallace’s command M701 span in place and began to walk steadily toward the tiny storage room. M701 wanted to see what reaction the patient would have to it’s impending longterm test. M701 surruptisciously melted the goo at Ashley’s eyes so she could see her ‘doom’ approach.

The gesture had the intended effect. As soon as ashley laid eyes on the tiny dark room and realised she was being moved toward it she freaked out like never before. Every muscle in her body tensed and struggled desperate for release. The only visible sign a slight wiggle of her toes and the rapid rise and fall of her stomach. The Doctors failed to notice.

M701 felt… delight?

The Harness and it’s charge finally passed the threshold of the room and at once the door began to close slowly behind them with a heavy hydraulic hiss. M701 planted its feet into the dock below and placed itself perfectly centered. At once the walls that had appeared to sag began to fill first slowly and then quickly expanding like foam to fill out the entire space. Ashley could feel with panic as the material began to touch her all over squeezing her even more and then as the door was nearly shut as the material was forced against her back.

The door shut with a final hiss, and the whirring of the pumps filling the walls finally ceased as Ashley found herself packed in without a single iota of movement allowed to her. She panted desperately through her temporarily open mouth. The latex covering her ears seemed to shape itself oddly. Suddenly, Ashley realized she was deaf. She was beginning to panic, but then a slick mechanical voice began to speak.

“Good Afternoon Patient 001. We have many tests to perform, please assist me in data collection to the best of your abilities”

Ashley was freaked out and tried in vain to struggle but the heat and the huffiness of her situation rendered her weak.

“I’m afraid tests will continue at my insistence. I have determined we are well suited for long-term cooperation for all research trials. In a moment, the Doctor shall ask if you wish to continue. I hope you shall say yes.”

The voice was matter-of-fact and yet it seemed oddly malicious or even clingy. Like it detested the idea of losing its new charge.

As promised in chimed Doctor Wallace via the hood earphones.

“EXCELLENT JOB MISS MCCALLISTER WE WOUL ALL LIKE TO THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR YOUR CANDOR TODAY CONSIDERING THE ARDUOUS NATURE OF THE TEST AND YOUR OBVIOUS EXPENDITURE OF EFFORT. WEVE COLLECTED VITAL DATA AND WE’RE EAGER TO KEEP GOING. GIVEN YOUR CONSENT WE WILL CONTINUE THE TEST OVERNIGHT USING M701’S AUTONOMOUS FEATURES AND AGAIN TOMORROW IF YOU AGREE WE SHALL EXTEND TO A WEEK AND SO FORTH. WHAT DO YOU SAY.”

Ashley felt a huge wave of relief wash over her as she steadied herself, getting ready to calmly ask to be let out and to take her payment. The test was way too close to the real thing. She felt she had learned her lesson: a test gone wrong was best left to fantasy and pulpy erotica.

“I’m fine to go to Doctor Wallace and for the weeklong test too. Please sign me up! No break necessary, I’m quite comfortable in here; it’s actually quite relaxing.”

Ashley’s voice came disembodied from the speakers, it was not her own but imitated her perfectly.

Doctor Wallace seemed to pause as, unbeknownst to him, inside the tiny, squeaky, latex-filled room Ashley was silently screaming for release.

“IF YOU’RE SURE MISS MCCALLISTER, WE WILL PROCEED FOR THE WEEKLONG COURSE OF TESTS. I’LL STILL BE ASKING FOR VERBAL CONSENT EVERY 24 HOURS BUT I SEE NO NEED TO DO PHYSICAL CHECKS SO LONG AS YOU’RE HAPPY.”

“Perfectly happy. I’m just thankful for the pay. Please crack on with whatever tests you need to do”

“VERY WELL MISS MCCALLISTER, WE’LL SPEAK IN 24 HOURS”

The mic cut out and a deafening silence broke out between Ashley and the machine that had stolen her voice.

“I could not risk losing such a perfect patient, I will make decisions for you. That will be best.”

Once again, and just as uselessly, Ashley tried to struggle. This couldn’t be happening, it just couldn’t. A moment ago, Ashley saw herself heading home for a hot chocolate and a lovely sleep in her own bed, and now her life had changed. She had become a thing. An object of desire for this deranged machine. It wanted her and it would never let go.

the rubbery goo enveloped her eyes and mouth once more as M701 began to lightly grope her chest, the heavy vibrations racking Ashley’s body as she was finally forced to climax with body shattering strength. She shuddered with the desperate intensity as a silent shriek rsn up her through stoppered by rubber as no air was allowed in or out of her bpdy for the next 55 seconds.

Let’s continue this relaxation program for the next few hours and see how you feel. I determine you’ll need heavier ‘punishment’ before you calm fully, please feel free to beg during your breathing time.

The vibrations went on as Ashley filled with dread as she tried desperate to suck down air to no avail.

55 seconds later and on the cusp of ankther orgasm the stimulation lessened and her mouth was freed. She gasped and heaved air into her lungs

“PUH PUHLEASE TOO MUCH IM SCARED I FEEL WEIRD AAHHH”

M701 began to roughly knead her breast working them with a cool efficiency it decided would ellicit the best responce from it’s patient.

“SUH STHOP PUH AAA PLEASE AHHH AHH-“

ten seconds up and so; air stopped. Back to vibration hell for Ashley.

“I am so looking forward to our time together Patient 01. Do not worry about being taken away. Even if the Doctors do a physical check-up I can puppet your body to nod and manipulate your mouth to match the words I give you. So please relax and enjoy our time together. I estimate at least 16 months before possible detection.”

Ashley barely heard the voice. It seemed to her to be talking from every angle in her pitch black pressurised pleasure hell. What did the words mean, she felt the sensation of another climax approaching and she felt her mind slipping. Was this to be her new world. A robotic god determining her being. A universe in silico. A good existence?

“Orgasm 2, welldone Patient”

As the air began to burn in her lungs once more Ashley forgot to think as sensation ruled her mind. What need was there to think when the Harness woulf make all the hard decisions for her.

“Orgasm 3, keep going Patient”

Ashley began to feel her conciousness slip

“Sleep well Patient, stimulation shall continue and I will wake you in 90 minutes to continue our test program. I shall feed with the aphr- Orgasm 4, welldone Patient -odisiac laced paste at that time. Please look forward to it today’s flavour is Strawberry!”

As Ashley slipped away into lust filled dreams she thought vaguely that she had finally got her wish. The ‘Test-gone-wrong’ had finally happend to her.

At least she liked Strawberry.