Time and time again , she puts me under .
Over and over , the same file .
There were other files as well . Files that taught me the meanings of the tones , files that explained the sounds they were making , and why .
Took too far .
There were webpages and .pdf files . Tablets with strange symbols on them , pages and pages of tightly collated data on cybernetics and unified consciousness .
And then i m peaking again .
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"Here ," Lily said forcefully . She picked up a stapler from a desk and stapled a cord to the hostform s neck . "Now it wont keep sliding loose ."
Sarah grimaced at the blunt display , the barest twinkle in her eyes demonstrating her mirth at the situation , in spite of her stony behavior . "As I was saying , this stim kit is designed to cause you to orgasm uncontrollably for one minute every hour . You can load anything you want into the .mp3 player I ve clipped here . I ll be watching from your neural implant to see how you adapt ."
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Once upon a time , it used to be easy to find the architectures . They were on SoundCloud , they were on YouTube , on Tumblr , on Discord , there were a bunch of places where you could listen .
Took too long .
Some of them were different lengths , 34 minutes , 30 minutes , 15 minutes . Some of them were songs , like music songs , that had trance messages in them , so you could always be indoctrinating in whatever mood you were in at the time . I had this playlist and that playlist , the jogging playlist , the lounge chair playlist .
All of them exactly one hour long .
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Lily looks carefully at all the items in the store . Hm , she ll need a carb , a protein , a drink , and maybe a small dollar candy, as a treat . She goes up and down the isles carefully , looking at all the package weights and prices , doing the math in her head .
"Alright ," she says to herself as she collects her conservative bundle . "I think that s about how much food i need to not go hungry ."
As she approaches the till , she sees a tall , awkward man in a blue parka . He mumbles something to the teller as she walks up . "mumble mumble and she just wants to keep on spending like that until she s broke ."
The teller shoos the long-winded man away and rings up her items . "That ll be $9.19," he says .
We all make sacrifices somewhere .
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A Song of Frost and Fire .
East meets west .
Great armies signal to each other
while a whisper song goes under .
"Get in the Wings of Steel , subject ."
"We re going to make you go wildly ."
What will they do to me?
"Today , we re going to make you whirl ."
The Wings of Steel was a baleful machine . It had all manner of stimming attachments . Milking beads , vibrators , vices , compressed air nozzles for soft stimulating the skin . And it had blades . Blades that could conform as forgivingly or as tightly to one s skin as the controller inputted . Time and time again , they made me vibrate or shudder while knives were at my throat , my sides , my legs . I learned to control my body under extreme stimulation , and it made me feel fiit .
Took Ba Kh .
I m as calm as placid water .
1,500,000,000,000,000,000,000,000%
Electricity gushes through me . My eyes are sockets of radiating white light .
BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ
Heat pours upwards from me in an infrared inferno . Every one of my muscles are pumped to the fullest .
I m coming , constantly at this point , my orgasm no longer some discrete thing and now a hypersonic state of constant ultra-bliss . The slightest twitch would gouge deep bleeding gashes into my sides . The vibrator switches speeds . I dont even flinch . My eyes are sockets of radiating white light .
The halfway point is the deepest part of the hour , the slow , oscillating bass tones wound down to audible variability . For another two minutes , my mind is clear as an alpine lake while my body burns like a star . Every nerve is firing . Every muscle is maximally rigid .
They toy with me in the last quarter , amping down until i regain conscious thought , then twisting knobs that make me jolt and shudder . They retract the blades so they can play with me . I let them .
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"I m going to milk you now."
The young boi looks at her with wanting , lustful eyes . She smiles .
"Strip ."
The boy starts taking his clothes off , and for a second , i forgot that it was me . I stood , in the middle of the bright white room , a dais raised in the center . My nubile phallus stood thinly at attention , and she looked at it , smiling wryly , with a mature hunger .
"Lay down ."
With the years of conditioning , my body responds as fast as my mind empties . I m laying down , naked , on a plain congrete dais , in the middle of a bright room . I dont even notice what shes wearing .
When her eyes met mine , we locked , and when she looked away , i stared at the plain white panels along the ceiling .
Her hand touches me .
Took coded .
My body goes loose in a way that indicates practiced submission .
I close my eyes . Shame wears lightly upon my face . She could do anything she wanted to me , and i would only want more . Time and time again , she had broken my will , made me beg to come . She knew every tiny touch that could make my body betray me .
Her hand closes around the shaft of my member , the neoprene gloves feeling slim and soft . My mouth opens . My hips begin flexing . I am not in control .
"Good ," she says , as if reading my mind , and i open up to her completely .
Her hand slides softly up and down , gripping gently , loosely , in that way that mature women have . She doesnt say a word , and i dont think a thought . Just the lightburst between my legs building at an agonizingly slow pace , and this knowledge that i couldnt get up if i tried .
Glide .
Up .
Glide .
Down .
Glide .
My mouth hangs open as i exhale at the top of every stroke . I feel like crying . Maybe i am crying . I sob , quietly , as she extracts from me my pleasure .
"Good ," she says , the slightest whisper of arousal in her cold voice , and i open up to her completely .
Theres a property of orgasm , they taught me , that causes living beings to emit biophotons . Somehow , there was some property of orgasm that improved the quality of things , that increased their qi .
Thats why she always warmed me up before milking me . Because whatever they were using my seed for , it was better if it was radiant .
Took Sina .
"I m ready ," i say mechanically .
She smiles .
The milking tube has a contracting jelly ring on the tip of it , and it engulfs my phallus grossly . She pushes the tube all the way on , a hose connecting it to a machine hanging down from the ceiling . It turns on . My eyes glass over . It feels so good . It feels like its exactly where its supposed to be , i feel like i m exactly where i m supposed to be .
"Look up ," she says .
My eyes open and meet hers . Shes smiling . She looks down at me with something that feels like love . My eyes lock with hers as my hips continue to thrust mechanically along with the gentle pulsating of the machine .
"Good unit ." She says .
I come .
A rope of hot seed jets from the tip of my member and hits the back of the tube . With the jelly ring thick and tight around my base , the second half of my orgasm stalls and sits , hot , inside me before sliding back into my testes . The feeling is indescribable , my hips twitch , and my phallus engorges inside the blood-tight tube . She slides the headphones on and i know whats coming .
I come , on time , my neural implant stimulating my brain stem into orgasm , just as the sound hits , and then i m going deeper . Tones play and i know from memory what each of them mean and my body responds accordingly .
I go empty , blissfully , peacefully empty .
Her machine collects from me what she desires .
And every time , i come on time .
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