Part 26: Girls Night In the Dungeon Part 1
Emma made the trek to Nadia's, or known as Emma’s worshiper Testis, lab. It would be her first visit there and it would have quite a few guests tonight. She had looked forward to this night since she first thought of it.
As she got closer, Emma saw a familiar sight, well mostly. A woman in a latex hood, naked except her high heels and the new addition of a chastity belt.
“PUSHY, I'm surprised to see you here and with a new accessory.”
She curtsied like she was wearing a dress before responding, “My services were requested once again to come serve you this evening even if only to help you in and out of your suit. As I have previous experience, it was likely thought that I would be best suited or they just like sending me to serve you. The chastity belt was a surprise and a required part of my attire. I am unsure why.”
Emma smiled, responding, “It’s a formal accessory to attend tonight's event. Will you be joining me inside? I don’t know if my previous invitee to be my assistant is coming.”
PUSHY answered, “I am here to serve your needs. I was sent to help you in and out of your suit. What you do with me in between is your choice, Miss Emma.”
“Good,” Emma said with a smirk, “If my assistant shows, you may be able to be one of the guests who experiences the fun at my hands. Would you like to be a damsel under my control for the evening? I will respect your limits, but like the others, you will be mine until I am finished.”
“I have already been sent to serve you in any capacity this evening, Miss Emma.”
Emma could see the twinkle in PUSHY’s eye. She knew due to PUSHY’s training she couldn’t answer certain questions or it was quite difficult.
“It will be different than the previous times, because no one's chastity belt comes off before it is over. You may have been spoiled with orgasms in our previous encounters, that is less likely tonight unless there are other ways to get you off.”
Emma watched her shiver and her lips curl into a smile, “You never know, Miss Emma.”
They moved off to a side room so Emma could be lubed up, it was how she thought of it even if it was accurate. They needed to ensure the conductivity with the suit was thorough and complete to every spot on her body. She wasn’t sure if she would be wearing the mask today, but the rest was necessary.
As they were finishing up, a voice came through a speaker in the room.
“Greetings Miss Emma and PUSHY. I snuck over here once I was stable over there and felt my connection to the suit. I am… excited? Yes, excited for this opportunity. I thank you for testing the suit again. It should provide tremendous feedback much like our first session.
The boys are still going through the last session of data and this will provide even more. I will get to grow. And it's an extended session that could provide years of data.
It sounds like most of the guests have arrived. I'm not privy to your guest list, but based on the conversations. That is what your other guests believe.
I have reacquainted with Nadia or is it Testis. She was vital to my early growth, especially in my infancy, if you want to call it that.
I have also reintroduced myself to my chastity slave. I am learning about this… this control. I thank you for helping me with this wonderful opportunity so early in my life cycle. It’s been a huge help in my growth and developing my personality. She is such a lovely specimen to work on as well,” GiGi said as she went on a bit as Emma finished getting ready. GiGi was the AI in development on the ship at least part of the time from what Emma understood.
Emma may be wearing the suit, but she was going to give GiGi another experience. The experience of what it was like to wear clothes, at least Emma’s fetish clothing. With PUSHY’s help, Emma was cinched into a corset, tight skirt, stockings, even if they were redundant in the suit, and high heels.
Leaving the room to head to the lab, Emma saw a tall blonde making her way towards the lab and thus them. A smile plastered Emma’s face as she spoke to the blonde, “I wasn’t sure you were coming.”
Emma spotted the outlines of a chastity belt under the blonde woman's leather skirt. Her breasts pushed up in her corset and looked appealing even though Emma had seen them as she had covered them in sunscreen and massaged them yesterday outside the confines of a corset. Her long legs were toned and sexy as usual as a black strap of her black heels crossed each ankle.
“It was a tough decision, Emma. I'm not a fan of the belt… it is far more you. But I am intrigued with your plan. I get to play with her and learn more about you. If you want, I am more than happy to take charge and have this infernal belt off and you between my legs where you belong.”
Emma, still smiling, “A tempting offer most days or nights, but not tonight. But if you wish to join in like the others, PUSHY here can be my assistant instead. You could experience your true place… submitting to me.”
Mistress Cal froze a brief moment just long enough for Emma to catch it. But she quickly regained her composure before most could notice and responded with a change of direction, “Emma. Or is it Miss Emma, Goddess, or something else tonight?”
“Miss Emma is fine.”
“That is an interesting choice of outfits.”
“I'm helping test an AI by allowing feedback from my body through the suit.”
Mistress Cal froze again.
Emma looked at her, “Something wrong with that? If it's a problem, I understand and you don’t have to participate. I hope it isn’t an issue.”
She quickly responded, “No. It’s fine. Just a bit surprised. I wasn’t expecting that.”
Emma nodded, unsure what to think but moved on.
As Emma entered Nadia's lab, she saw a collection of women chatting amongst each other. It was quite a collection of women, all who would be her playthings for the evening.
Kit: The petite, underdeveloped stray and Emma’s second worshiper.
Nix: Her purple haired mischievous pixie.
Angela: The psychiatrist with a submissive and developing masochistic streak.
Lisette: Also known as Tramp, her minion to Emma’s villainess Lady Chastity persona.
Janice: The sex shop owner and part-time helpless damsel who shares a similar body structure to Emma.
Unworthy: A woman with many names but only one matters to Emma right now. Emma’s first worshiper and a striking beauty despite age and having extensive work done to her appearance.
Lacey: Now known as Ovary when she joined as Emma’s third worshiper, an androgynous male in chastity while transitioning and normally wearing Lolita outfits.
Nadia: Also renamed Testis upon becoming Emma’s fourth worshiper. A nerdy, slightly overweight, goth engineer with a bubbly and energetic personality, whose lab they are using tonight.
These eight plus PUSHY were about to become the subjects of Emma’s dominant games for the evening with Mistress Cal and GiGi assisting Emma.
Emma got everyone's attention before she spoke, “This is the last chance for anyone to back out. Once I close this door, no one leaves or enters until I am done with all of you. I don't care if we are sinking. The nine of you belong to me tonight with the help of my two assistants.”
Emma was playing it up, including her smirk. Some of them looked uncomfortable and of course Testis squealed in excitement, but no one left. There was a brief conversation that expressed concerns and other things. Emma didn’t let it drag on and she had a lot to do to try to have fun with nine other people and a limited amount of time.
Emma shut and locked the door before turning to the others once again, “Miss Emma’s first and maybe only ‘Girls Night in the Dungeon’ has officially started. Miss Emma or Goddess, are the only acceptable forms of address towards me tonight.”
Emma turned and held out her arm with an open hand, “For those who don’t know, this is Mistress Cal. She will be assisting me this evening. We are also joined by GiGi who is interfaced with my suit and a few other devices in this lab. She has access to the cameras and speakers as well. So, she will be watching everything as well as participating through me at the very least. Why don’t you greet everyone GiGi, if you haven’t already before I got here.”
GiGi reintroduced herself and answered a few questions before Emma moved on.
“We will respect the limits of everyone, but may push some to the edge and beyond if no safe word is used. Everyone will be bound in a device to start with before Mistress Cal and I go around to make your night our pleasure, and if things go well, your pleasure too. I'll do my best to give you a memorable night. There are far too many of you to try out some of the devices I don’t have a clue about or seem too complex. That means I will try to keep things reasonable. Who wants to go first?”
Of course, Emma had expected but hoped the enthusiastic goth woman, who was bouncing up and down wasn’t the only volunteer.
“Sorry Testis, you are last. As this is your lab, I may have questions or need your help. So, you need to be last. Though I will allow you to pick which device you want to be put in before we start. Most of the others won’t get an option.”
Emma saw her enthusiasm wane and a slight frown from Testis.
“You won’t be neglected, Testis. You will be one of the last ones released and I will push you extra hard.”
From a brief conversation through messages, Testis truly wanted Emma to push her hard. She was hoping for some rough treatment, limits pushed well past her comfort and proving her commitment as Emma’s worshiper. Emma wasn’t sure how effective she could be with so many others to pay attention to, but she would do her best for all of them while enjoying herself.
“The water wheel. I have had a brief experience with it but I want to be truly helpless and under your control, Goddess. It is designed for one or two people, so you can add someone else to make it so as one of us deals with one of the tortures, the other deals with another variation.”
Emma would consider if she would add someone else with Testis or not, but she wanted to get things going. She would see how it plays out.
“Anyone else wish to go first?”
“I will, Lady Chastity.”
Emma smirked, “I will accept being recognized as Lady Chastity as you are my loyal minion, Tramp. As you offered to go second, I will let you choose which device or setup you want.”
“I'm feeling a bit rebellious. You took my cake away and continue to deny me your unicorn cake. I need to be put back in my place and taught a lesson to never consider rebelling against you, my most vile villainess.”
Tramp explained what she wanted for the bondage portion.
She clearly had a thing for monogloves. Thankfully, Testis had multiple armbinders and sleeves in her lab. It didn’t take long for Tramp to undress as her floral dress hit the floor and she stepped out of her sandals. She stood there naked except for her chastity belt.
Emma started putting Tramp in the single-sleeve armbinder. The others watched on, most talking to one another, including GiGi. GiGi was still actively watching and monitoring everything she could about Emma within the suit and through the cameras.
By the time Emma was done setting her up with Mistress Cal’s help, Tramp was hanging upside-down by the back of her knees. Her legs folded over a bar. Her ankles had leather cuffs with straps connected to the O-ring at the end of her armbinder. The straps were pulled tight causing Tramp's body to arch back before they were secured and left her in the suspended upside-down hogtie.
Tramp wanted more, but that would come after the others were in their bondage. Her minion definitely enjoyed being in challenging bondage situations. She wasn’t a pain slut like Emma, but she liked the helpless feeling and challenge of enduring them.
Emma was looking at options as she was trying to figure out what she wanted to put each of them in to start.
“PUSHY, how is your flexibility?” Emma asked. Getting the response she wanted from her and the follow up questions, she commanded PUSHY to stretch and get ready as Emma looked to prepare some others first.
Next up was Kit. She always seemed ready to do whatever was asked, especially from Princess or Emma. Her little stray was happy to do whatever Emma wanted. She was in her usual harness with her chastity belt. Emma was looking to set her up to use her piercings. It’s not something she had taken advantage of enough in their times of playing.
Her initial bondage had left Kit stretched over a small padded bar with her stomach facing up as her body arched backwards. Her wrists were shackled by metal tube-like restraints that didn’t quite encircle like normal cuffs and were set just above the ground allowing Kit's fingers to just touch the floor. Two sides of the rectangular shape were adjustable and pinned the wrists so her hands couldn’t be pulled out. The same was done to her ankles. This also left her on her toes though she was held up mostly by the bar under her arching back.
Emma hooked a finger in each of Kit's nipple rings and gave a slight tug. A whimpering moan came from the nearly flat-chested woman.
Emma looked over at her pool of victims. A smirk formed as she crooked her finger at the next one. She watched the shocked eyes and nervous fidgeting of her next victim. Emma thought Angie might run for it, not that she actually had anywhere to go.
With a sadistic smirk, “You are a masochist hidden under your professional persona. Most people would be horrified at the thought of going through what I did that night, even if she stopped before it went all the way. You were even hung by your breasts. Then to submit yourself to endure time in the torture chamber with others, including me. But you won’t endure torture like that today.”
Emma moved to her and rubbed the metal belt between Angie’s legs. Angie’s pussy suffered that day, but like everyone here tonight, that wasn’t an issue, at least physically. Their suffering between their legs was more likely to be from neglect.
“Should I give extra attention to some other part of your body?” Emma asked, cupping Angie's chin, forcing her to look into Emma’s eyes. “Maybe I could be a little less focused on the physical and test the mind of a psychiatrist. You do want the experiences to help you understand what others have or desire to endure?”
Angie’s eyes went wide behind her glasses and eventually gave a slight nod.
Emma’s free hand trailed up the side of Angie’s skirt to her blouse. A soft whimper escaped Angie’s lips followed by a loud moan as Emma’s hand cupped and squeezed Angie’s breast through her blouse and bra.
Emma leaned in feeling the breath of the brunette woman. Their lips close together as they looked at each other. Emma could see the anticipation and excitement on Angie’s face. Holding the moment and further building the temptation, Emma squeezed Angie's breast causing her to squeal as Emma pulled her head away.
“I might be the jealous type. You got to feel her lips. To taste her mouth. She wanted me to be jealous. Maybe I will vent that out on you tonight,” Emma said in a dark tone while squeezing Angie's breast even harder.
“Maybe I will break you tonight,” Emma said as she watched and felt Angie tremble. With a sadistic smirk, Emma coldly spoke, “Maybe I will remove another rival for her attention.”
Angie went to speak but Emma shut her down.
“It’s too late for any of that, you and the others are mine tonight.”
Emma grabbed her arm and brought her to a short pole.
“Kneel!” Emma commanded.
Angie knelt. Her nylon covered knees on the floor with the tops of her high heels and nylon covered ankles also touching to keep her balanced.
Emma removed Angie’s glasses and set them on a table while picking up a collar. The collar itself was ordinary yet will do the job it was intended to do. The collar was not new and seemed to be well used. The leather broken in should provide a little less discomfort for the woman about to wear it. Emma’s fingers traced the leather as she tried to stop her thoughts from distracting her. She had too much to do tonight.
Angie was soon testing her restraint. The collar secured around her neck and attached to the ring at the top of the pole. Her wrists were cuffed individually and bound to the middle of the pole. The rings the cuffs attached to made it difficult to get any real leverage. Gripping the pole provided some leverage, but didn’t allow her to really go anywhere.
Emma smiled as she watched on. The outline of Angie’s chastity belt was noticeable under her tight skirt. She enjoyed the sight of Angie’s nylon covered legs and the high heels facing up as the woman was still on her knees. Emma hadn’t bound her legs in any fashion and wasn’t planning to. The position was less straining than what the other two before her currently endured, but there would be more things to come when Emma got back around to her.
“Are you comfortable or at least comfortable enough?” With Angie’s positive response, Emma added, “I’m curious as to how ticklish you are, but I need to prepare the others while debating how I will remove you.”
As far as Emma knew, no one really knew about some of Angie’s desire to experience some questionable things as well as being pushed beyond anything she has imagined. It’s hard to say if she really wanted to experience it from a professional standpoint or actually desired it deep down. Maybe it was a bit of both. Emma didn’t really have the time tonight to go too far with anyone as she had plenty of people to try to placate tonight. She may be running the show tonight, but she was the entertainer trying to give everyone a good and memorable experience. Individualized for each of them where she had control with a certain set of parameters for each of them.
Emma moved on to her next target.
Lady Chastity was an evil villainess and she had her favorite damsel. Janice saw Emma looking her way and immediately tried to scrape off her exceedingly tight Daisy Dukes. Emma couldn’t help but smirk. Lady Chastity had cut off her favorite shorts and her top during their first demonstration together. It had definitely not been forgotten.
The shorts, while tight, covered the chastity belt she had worn since after the second demonstration with Emma. Not even Emma could remove it at this point, even if it was put on Janice by Emma’s own hand. Emma wasn’t in control when it happened as the two of them were helping test GiGi at the time. The AI had full control over Janice's release code. GiGi was the only one who knew it. Emma made the agreement of the terms of release and allowed GiGi to control her body to lock it on Janice, giving Janice one of her unexpected fantasies she had casually mentioned before.
“Not letting me cut off your clothes is strike one against you. Keep your shoes on for now,” Emma said as she circled the damsel. “We have similar body frames and height. Some might even think we could be sisters or related in some way. I guess I would be the evil, jealous sister and you the adorable, innocent sister.”
Emma dragged her fingers up Janice's thigh and up her backside to the edge of the chastity belt.
“I guess I am the jealous type. Your backside and thighs are thicker and probably more desirable than mine. Since I am evil, that is strike two against you. But don't worry, I will ensure those assets get plenty of attention tonight when your turn comes. Let's get you in position first. This might strain a bit, but you will have time to adjust and try to escape before Lady Chastity torments you.”
Janice wasn’t wearing anything but high heels and her chastity belt as Emma brought her over to a device. It was basically two poles with multiple eyebolts running up and down the length of each on multiple sides. They were about three feet tall and close enough to each other that Janice had to spread her legs a bit further than shoulder width apart until her feet and ankles were nearly touching.
With Mistress Cal’s help, Emma added leather cuffs to Janice's wrists and ankles. To give the illusion of a chance to escape, Emma used clips instead of a lock to connect Janice's ankles to nearby eyebolts.
Allowing Janice to stretch and Emma worked her towards being somewhat comfortable until her body was folded in half at the waist. Her arms were pulled through between her legs and pulled to the sides and her wrists clipped to the poles. This forced Janice to remain bent over with her knees slightly bent from the pressure of her arms restrained behind her legs.
Emma grabbed Janice by the hair and pulled it further between Janice's legs so that she could see Emma more clearly, “You will answer me honestly or what I do to you will punish you well beyond your limits. Your masochistic tendencies would likely be stretched beyond your limits. As Lady Chastity, I have no qualms about making my damsel truly suffer. Do you wish to endure Lady Chastity’s torment at her hands or is there another mistress you prefer among my assistants? Remember to be honest.”
Emma could see the strain in Janice's face. Part of it was likely being bent over and the blood rushing to her head. The hair pulling and forcing her head further between her legs obviously added in. She didn’t complain. She eventually mumbled, “Can't I have all of you?”
Emma smiled, “You are sounding more like me, but that wasn’t what I asked. You only get to choose the one you prefer.”
“I…”
Emma yanked Janice's hair a bit harder, further pulling her head, “Choose!”
Squealing, Janice shouted, “GiGi! Mistress GiGi!”
Emma let go of her hair and responded, “That is strike three. As your evil villainess, I cannot let this matter go. Luckily for you, you told the truth and what is planned is designed to be controlled by Mistress GiGi. But Lady Chastity won’t forget your choice and this will not be easy for you. So enjoy your last moments while I set up the rest of them and get others started. If you haven’t escaped,” Emma traced her figures along the back of Janice's thighs, “what you endure will be more significant whether it is painful, pleasurable, or both.”
As Emma backed away, Janice tested her bonds. Emma imagined she was gauging whether she could escape if she wanted to. It would be difficult and tricky, but deep down she knew this was exactly what Janice wanted. The helpless damsel act was a cover for her true depraved desires as well as part of the fantasy.
It was time to move to the next one.
Emma looked over her options between participants and various devices and items in the lab. She grinned as an idea popped up and went to Nadia to see if she had something that could be used as well as set up the rest that was needed.
After a brief discussion and getting things in motion, Emma turned to her next voluntary participant in a peach and cream colored Lolita dress. White tights, as usual, with peach Mary Jane high heels completed most of the outfit. There was no bonnet on top of her sandy colored hair that was still in princess curls. Ovary/Lacey had a look. An uncommon one on this cruise, but one that Emma found interesting for many reasons.
Ovary was the one Emma most worried about as her limits and desires severely limited Emma compared to the others. Coming up with something appropriate and fun for both of them was a concern. Thankfully, Emma felt she had a suitable idea in her opinion.
Emma stalked towards her follower. The fear and anticipation on the makeup covered face that gave a more feminine look to the androgynous face. She looked like a deer in headlights as Emma approached.
“It’s your turn Ovary. Don’t be so scared. You look like a doll. For tonight, I will be treating you as one. I mean look at that pretty dress. It screams, ‘Look at me. Play with me.’ That is exactly what I will be doing. Looking and playing with my doll, my own Lolita inspired doll. I will also be making a memory of it to keep forever. Let's get you started.”
Clasping her hand in Ovary’s, Emma led her to where Nadia and Mistress Cal were setting up. A tall glass box with one open side. Three chains were attached to the three glass sides and connected to an open metal collar that hung limply just off center. The glass had numerous holes near the top and bottom to also allow some airflow so she could breathe as well as not fog the glass.
Emma escorted Ovary into the box and secured the collar around her neck. Once the collar was locked on, Emma backed out. The collar forced Ovary to stand straight. If she slouched it would likely start choking her.
As Emma started talking, another pane of glass slid down, sealing Ovary inside.
“You are on display, my doll. Soon we will start filming for the whole ship to see, but also for a souvenir that I will take home and keep forever. All you need to do is obey and hold the poses I command until the next one is given.
For your first pose, I want you to pull up your dress skirt with one hand, just enough to give us a hint of your belt underneath. Your other hand holding up a peace sign. And yes, keep the blushing look. It is absolutely adorable. Good toy. So beautiful and amendable.
Oh, and don't touch the glass, we don’t want streaks and to ruin my doll's display.
Unfortunately I can't be here to enjoy my doll the whole time that is why it is being filmed and GiGi will take over giving you poses. Now if you are a good toy and obey your owners properly, I will return with my divine cock and see if I can use my doll enough to make a mess of herself under her lovely dress. Be a good girl and show your goddess how much you want her by obeying her every desire.”
Emma wasn’t lying when she said Ovary looked adorable. Then again that was part of the Lolita look in Emma’s mind. Ovary added to it looking so innocent and blushing. She didn’t look as underaged as Kit, but her androgyny helped her uniqueness among this group of women even without the outfits. Her clothing, makeup, hair, and overall look did make her look more like a toy doll than human.
“Alright, one more pose before I need to move on. Let go of your dress skirt and stick the middle finger of that hand in your mouth while sucking on it like a thin cock. Then take your peace sign and turn them into bunny ears behind your head. Now I want you to slightly bend your left knee until you are standing on the toes of your cute shoe. Hold it. Good doll. GiGi will take over now until I am ready to return. Just imagine that finger in your mouth as if it is my divine cock. Granted my cock will be significantly larger. Good dolls get to suck divine cock and take it in their love hole. Don’t disappoint your goddess.”
Emma turned and her eyes were now on the stretching figure of PUSHY.
Emma was curious about the woman in the latex hood. While wondering about her identity was part of it, it was the institute and the treatments that she received that were also intriguing.
Who was the real person and why the extreme measures? Was it voluntary or something else that led to this path? The questions were endless and answers were not going to come. This was not the time to consider or focus on them.
PUSHY was an unexpected addition to tonight's guests, though Emma should have figured it out if she took the time. She has been sent to help Emma a few times now. If Emma had thought about the fact she was wearing the suit for GiGi, the connection was easy to see as PUSHY was sent the first time she had worn it.
As far as the suit, Emma was doing her best to adapt. It was still a bit awkward, especially with her gloved hands. Between the suit and nanites Emma once again took, no doubt GiGi and her creators were getting plenty of data. Emma had worn many things so far this trip, but the suit was unique because it was experimental, especially since it was designed to help GiGi with human movements and other externals like touch, gripping, standing, bending, and even walking.
Emma went to the apparatus she had in mind with PUSHY and Mistress Cal following.
PUSHY was naked besides the latex hood, collar and chastity belt. Her small breasts and toned body was virtually unmarked, except for the navel piercing and temporary tattoo on the left front of her pelvis.
PUSHY was placed in between two hanging pieces of wood. Both were thick and around four inches each side and roughly three feet in length. Multiple eyebolts stuck out of each piece of wood. Each piece had chains attached to the inner eyebolts at the top and bottom. The other end of the chains were connected to suspension cuffs for wrists and ankles. Emma and Mistress Cal attached the cuffs to PUSHY’s limbs.
Emma stood in front of PUSHY, “We are going to adjust the cables and you will be suspended. You will have plenty of movement, but if things are uncomfortable or worse, let us know.”
Emma and Mistress Cal, both spun separate winches slowly, allowing PUSHY to adapt and adjust. Soon PUSHY was on her toes before hanging just above the floor. Her arms were stretched as she dangled, but there was more to go. With some adjustments and input from Testis, PUSHY was in position and the apparatus temporarily locked in place.
Emma looked over the stretched tone body, her hand running up the inside of PUSHY’s thigh.
“Are you ready for your freedom?” Emma asked with a smirk.
“Yes, Miss Emma.”
The right side tension was released and allowed PUSHY to maneuver though the chunks of wood ensured her arms and legs could get closer. There were other limitations as she swiveled the right side of her body in different directions. This was the beginning as the left side soon came free and her whole was in motion. Her body torqued and stretched in ways even Emma was jealous. Emma wasn’t as flexible as she should be anymore, but deep down she was hoping this trip motivated her to take care of herself more.
Checking to ensure PUSHY was good, Emma internally smiled as her plans for PUSHY were something she was curious to try, but not currently able to do– at least to the degree she will hopefully be able to stretch PUSHY.
It was time to get her first worshiper prepared. Unworthy and Lacey were the most limited in their limits. She knew Unworthy would let her push some limits a bit and Emma would, just likely not in the way Unworthy would expect.
Looking at Unworthy, Emma announced, “It's time to please your Goddess. As much as I enjoy the outfits you wear and how you look in them, I won’t be able to see it and don't want it ruined. Strip!”
As much as Emma wanted to watch, she decided to grab what she needed for this next part.
Emma was laying out what was best described as a sack or a thin sleeping bag, when Unworthy stepped up closer. Emma looked up and admired her lovely body. Yes, she had ample work done, but it could be appreciated and create a bit of jealousy. Emma’s body frame would never allow her to pull off Unworthy’s look. It took Emma many years to get somewhat comfortable with her body. Cracks still open up from time to time, even on the trip so far. She was in a room full of diverse and beautiful women. What blew her mind was how many of them as well as others were attracted to her. There were plenty of knockouts on the ship and Unworthy was one.
“It’s time to see what one of your status upgrades will be like, even if temporarily. The lowest of the low has much work to do to even gain a true status upgrade, if it is even possible for someone like you. This evening, you will experience the status of being a worm. I'm not saying this is the next step, but it is above your current place. Now bend over. I want to ensure you are motivated tonight.”
The former brothel owner wasn’t a masochist like Emma, but she was experienced at using her body to draw attention. Her hands slid down her thighs, then over her knees. Her ass wiggled as she slowly worked her way down her parted legs until she reached her ankles. The chastity belt didn’t deter from the performance. It wasn’t just Emma’s eyes on her, the whole room that could see her was watching, especially Mistress Cal.
Emma could only smirk as she put lube on her hand and rubbed the open to Unworthy’s backdoor of her chastity belt. Not sparing any time for her to adjust, Emma thrust a lubed finger into Unworthy’s puckered rear door creating a whole new performance. Emma forced her to stay bent and she worked the back hole, eventually adding more fingers.
Once Emma felt the gasps and whimpers died enough to bring forth the motivator device. The metallic butt plug was considered to be about the medium size of a standard plug. Unworthy’s whine was in a way music to Emma’s ears.
Emma cleaned her hands as Unworthy lay in the sack-like object. Mistress Cal gleefully helped with all the touching, pinching, and teasing added in.
Emma started buckling the leather belt around Unworthy’s ankles. The rubber sack prevented the belt from biting into the flesh. It was the first of the belts as others would further restrain the former brothel owner.
“I hope you truly appreciate the opportunity and privilege your goddess is giving you.”
Soon more belts wrapped around Unworthy’s body, including above and below her knees, her waist to trap her lower arms, and around her upper body above and below her breasts.
With help, Emma rolled Unworthy over so she was no longer on her back, “You have more freedom then the rest as you are not bound to a particular area. You are a worm. That means you get to slither and crawl.”
Emma grabbed a remote from a table nearby and hit a button on it. Unworthy gasped and immediately started to wiggle.
“As you can see, this will help you perform. This is a pleasant setting. There are some very unpleasant settings you will wish to avoid. A worm like you is too far beneath me for my attention except when I am crushing them beneath my feet.” Emma’s face switched to a cruel smirk as she added, “Or when I am eating them.”
Emma hit another button on the remote, Unworthy relaxed as the vibrations stopped from the butt plug inside her. She knelt down next to Unworthy’s head and pulled her hair out of her face, gently stroking the side of her face.
“I'm going to give my assistant a reward for helping me and being a good sport for wearing a belt like the rest of us for this. I know there is some history between you two, but she will respect your limits. You are a worm and will be treated as such. This is your practice run before I return to see if you are worth my time.”
Emma gave a final stroke on the cheek before standing up and added, “Don’t forget. GiGi is watching all of us. You have nothing to worry about. Enjoy yourself.”
Emma turned and handed the remote to Mistress Cal, “If what you told me the other day was true, then this is an opportunity. She is only an animal at the moment, but everyone,” Emma looked at the worm near her feet, “or everything has to start somewhere. I'll leave it up to you what you do, though I still may need your assistance at times.”
Emma left the two behind believing things would be fine. There was a sense of pressure on her for everything to go right. This was her show and responsibility. She would likely never truly know what has gone on in the past between Unworthy and Mistress Cal. She at least had extra eyes watching.
Speaking of those extra eyes, Emma called out, “GiGi, how is everyone doing?”
The response was nearly immediate, “Everyone appears to be within acceptable parameters. Many are experiencing elevated tension and stress, likely due to their current positions they are in. Testis is a bit erratic in her behavior.”
Emma looked over at the goth woman whose lab/dungeon they were using. Testis was bouncing up and down excitedly. That was pretty standard procedure by the woman each time Emma saw her. Emma was making her go last just in case she needed help with something.
“She’s just excited. At times I wish I was as excitable as her and had her energy. How is the suit performing?”
“It is functioning and plenty of data is streaming in. This is very useful. Your movements have been considerably varied this time. I have even been studying your gait as well as every muscle movement. I look forward to the day I can walk, touch, feel, and experience the world on my own. I think I want them to model my body after you.”
Emma tensed up momentarily at the last comment.
“I'm not… I'm not really the ideal person to imitate. I don’t fit the mold of humanity's ideal body type.”
After a brief pause, GiGi responded, “I will have others to learn from after you. I have received help from others in my infancy leading up to these stages. You are my first in so many areas. We share intimacy with me inside you and essentially encasing you. I'm literally living through you. I don’t have access to your brain or all your systems, but the suit and nanites are discovering how the human body moves and more. You have a room full of people who desire you right now. There are hundreds of others doing odd things with the desire to be with you. It is quite an extensive list of the things people are saying or doing while watching or openly talking about you. This one guy…”
“Please stop, GiGi,” Emma practically begged. Her body slouched against a table, losing some of that dominant aura she was trying to project. One hand covered most of her face as the other held the table.
“I don't mean to offend or cause you stress, Miss Emma. If you need medical assistance as multiple systems in your body have changed rapidly, including your heart rate, I can summon them.”
“It’s fine. I just don’t want to know what others are doing while thinking of me. I'm not this great person you and others think I am. What all of you are experiencing of me is a fraud. It’s my vacation to live out dreams and fantasies, but the real me is no one. I'm just a plain, single, boring, and undesirable woman outside of here. Everything that has happened here is an unexpected accident for the most part. I'm not someone to model yourself after. I don’t want to talk about it anymore. As it is, my ship appointed therapist is literally here bound less than five feet away from me. No doubt, another session to be scheduled imminently.”
Emma sighed before taking a deep breath. Standing up straight again and stepping away from the table. She looked around and all eyes that were capable of seeing her were on her.
“Let's move on.”
“I did not mean to cause you distress, Emma.”
“It’s not your fault. This is my problem. You have told me you are in your early stages of learning, practically an infant. I wouldn’t ever blame an infant especially when he or she is just trying to learn. I need to do a better job setting an example. So I move on as your nanites are wasting away with me doing nothing.”
Emma turned to Testis and crooked her finger, summoning her. It wasn’t her turn yet, but she wanted some advice. After all, she had a troublesome pixie to take care of first. As they discussed options, Emma had to have Testis slow down and simplify what she was talking about. The excitable engineer was way too technical for Emma.
Emma grabbed Testis's large breast and squeezed causing her to moan. More importantly she interrupted Nadia.
“You're right. I will put her on the water wheel with you. Her limits are nowhere near as tense as yours. I may have to tone down what I will do to you tonight, but I will make it up to you. Maybe come up with something sinister for me to do to you at the chastity results or whatever it is being called. I have no problem making you suffer for your goddess at a time of my convenience, especially since you desire it from me.”
Emma grabbed and squeezed Testis's other nipple while twisting it, causing Testis to squeal.
“It doesn’t mean I am going easy on you tonight. Just maybe not as far as I planned. Though you can get the feisty troublemaking pixie going so that she can earn a tougher session. She is far less innocent than she acts around others. Now strip and prepare to help me get her attached to the wheel so I know what to do to you.”
Emma turned towards the petite purple-haired pixie with a cruel smile, “Oh Nixie, it’s your turn. Be a good fairy and strip.”
Nix groaned. Emma knew how much she didn’t like being called that.
“Or you could show the others the true troublemaker you are and force me to catch and subdue you. No doubt GiGi would find it fascinating and a learning experience.”
The AI responded, “I would very much like to experience that scenario. Learning is critical to my growth.”
Nix didn’t test Emma as she removed her clothing. Emma was torn between relief and disappointment initially. Chasing her down would have expended energy Emma would likely need for later. But the idea of chasing brought up a different sensation, something more primal. She hoped she wasn’t getting carried away as she looked around the room filled with bound women and the three not currently bound. There was an urge she never had before, but then it quickly faded. It was a bit disturbing and not something she could afford to explore at this time.
Emma led Nix over to Testis and the water wheel. It reminded Emma of some of the pictures she had seen of old water wheels. This was smaller and more modern. It was clearly designed with bondage in mind with the number of straps, anchor points, and attachable accessories nearby. There were other devices that didn’t attach designed to further torment an individual. Testis was explaining this to Emma and Nix.
Blushing, Testis continued to speak, “It can be quite intense on its own just being rotated. Terrifying when you are submerged under water. And I may be a little too masochistic in creating everything else, but you'd be surprised at the types of things people ask if I am capable of making or adding to mine or someone else's designs. Like that cruel object you inserted in me before locking me in chastity. Yes they were both at my request. The prototype in me is cruel enough,” she looked up at Emma with a bit of fear, “the real one will be a true monster. As I previously said, I doubt it could be removed without surgical help and that would still damage the person extensively. It will be a life of pain and suffering down there. This prototype drives me insane when I get excited down there. And being around you leaves me constantly excited.” Testis was biting her lip as she finished the statement.
Emma knew exactly what she was talking about. It was a secret from most everyone. The spiked ball was being designed for her. Testis had Emma put the prototype in her during the chastity drive before locking on her chastity belt and announcing her as her latest worshiper.
“Do you want me to release you from your belt to remove it after we finish tonight?”
“No. That won’t be necessary and counterproductive to me testing it as long as possible before I finish the final one. We can talk about it later. I want a happier torment on top of what I endure for you now.”
“Fair enough. Let's get this troublesome pixie bound to the wheel. She has earned this and more,” Emma said while cupping Nix's chin. “This is just the next step.”
The petite, purple-haired woman soon was bound on one side of the wheel. Her arms stretched above her arching body that conformed to the shape of the wheel. Her hands held a rung on the wheel, not that she was going anywhere if she let go. She was secured at her wrists, elbows, above her breasts, her waist, just above her knees, and her ankles. Her small breasts stuck out further than normal due to her position.
Emma slipped her fingers into each of Nix’s nipple piercings, “Still looking forward to me punishing you?” Emma gave the rings a slight tug as she watched Nix’s eyes go wide. “I don’t think you should pee in the water though I don't mind as you and Testis will both be submerged at points.”
Nix scoffed, “But I really had to go and you had me tied up. And you got me back for it.”
Emma pulled a little harder on the nipple rings stretching Nix’s nipples before letting them go. Emma smiled at Nix as she gasped.
“Even if you think I did, you still chose to be here tonight. You are mine just like the rest.”
A squeal came from Testis's direction before Emma turned to her. She was bouncing up and down visibly excited, but also with a look of pain as she held her midsection near the top of her chastity belt. Emma could only grin at the enthusiastic goth engineer as she ignored her likely future.
“Looks like you're it.” Emma said, watching the ample Latina quiver in front of her, who quickly bolted away from Emma. Where Nix chose not to run, Nadia had no problem playing. Her excitement and enthusiasm made it hard not to like and overall feel better when around her.
Emma knew she shouldn’t really chase the naked woman in a chastity belt around the lab while she wore heels. Especially, when it was the said woman's lab, and she knew it better than Emma. But Emma decided to play the game and removed her heels and the chase was on.
It turned out Emma got a helper and a cheerleader. GiGi gave Emma directions for a better path while cheering her on. She was truly ecstatic when Emma tackled Nadia onto the bed in the lab. Not that Nadia seemed to mind as she struggled between fits of giggling and blushing.
“You are going to suffer for that, Testis. Seems I have another follower to put in her place,” Emma said after rolling Nadia on her back and groping her back. There was a squeal of excitement from Nadia followed by moans of pleasure. Then a scream as Emma bit the nipple of the large breasted woman.
Emma got up and took the woman by the nipple causing her to squeal all the way back to the water wheel. She stopped off in front of Nix, “Finished peeing yet?”
“I didn’t pee in the water.”
“Oh well,” Emma responded as she released the brake and spun the wheel, pulling Nix feet first into the water until she was submerged under the bottom of the wheel. She quickly reversed it and brought her back out slowly but didn’t stop as the rotation took her over the top and finished with her hanging upside-down on the other side before Emma reset the brake.
“How was the spin?” Emma mocked.
“You bitch.”
Emma just laughed as the purple-haired pixie hung upside-down mumbling about payback.
Emma looked to her latest follower, “Are you going to behave so I can punish you properly?”
Emma watched as Nadia's eyes widened and her head nodding vigorously while she squealed some more. She knew her work better than Emma. She quickly got into position allowing Emma to strap her in.
Emma went over to the accessories table and grabbed the bucket clamps. These were nipple clamps with small buckets attached. She brought the back to Testis, managing her breast and nipple before clamping the first one. She quickly followed up with the other.
Emma gave her squealer a kiss before asking, “This position or upside-down?”
The look of adoration Emma saw on her face as she responded, “Upside-down with the buckets filled. You can do more.”
Emma smiled evilly at her, “I will do more when your turn comes around again later. Once you are set, I have to take care of the other women I have been neglecting.”
Emma moved over and unlocked the brake. She spun the wheel slowly so Nadia was submerged feet first as Nix’s body crested the top. Emma hit a button and water poured down over Nix’s body and spread over the wheel. She continued rotating until Nix’s arched body was upright and Testis's arched body hung upside-down on the other side. Setting the brake again, Emma took a step back as the water cascaded down the wheel over the two women’s bodies.
The filled up buckets harshly pulled Testis's breasts down closer to her head. Her body was arched so much they weren’t near her face so Emma felt better. The woman was giggling and squealing with an occasional moan. She was clearly enjoying it.
Emma moved to the other side in front of Nix who was shaking her head as the water came down.
“Guess I am in the splash zone,” Emma commented and was greeted with a stream of water Nix spit at her. “Troublesome pixies. My guess is you are fine. You won’t be when I return.”
It was hard to talk with the constant flow of water pouring down. So Nix did what she could to get Emma further wet.
“I really hoped you or someone peed in it. Maybe I should,” Emma said after the latest stream spit at her. She laughed how quickly Nix closed her mouth then started shaking her head.
Emma moved on looking for a towel to dry off a bit. Collecting her heels and putting them back on, it was time to restart the rotation. First, she asked, “Is everything all good GiGi?”
“The others seem to be doing well in their current states. The suit appears to still be functioning properly even with a bit of water. It is likely a good time to take the second round of nanites before getting started again. This has been an enlightening experience, and I can feel the growth so far. I can… what is it… hope for even more by the end. I'm looking forward to more play time with my damsel and you allowing me to control your body to use her once again.”
“We should be able to do that. I just wish there was a better way or less awkward feeling when drinking the nanites.”
“I will see if my creators have a better solution, though it won’t help you this evening.”