The Orgasm Factory Ch. 01

Valentine Island is many people's idea of paradise. From its mile long beaches of golden sands to the sun constantly beaming down on its residents, and even the bustling nightlife, the citizens of the island felt blessed to live on such a place. But the island isn't as beautiful as it seems on the surface as over the past six months, rumours of people disappearing started emerging. Despite no public investigations or reports from authorities, many people swear that their loved ones had suddenly gone missing for no reason. Not everyone believed the stories, but it didn't stop them from looking over their shoulders when they walked home alone.

If you asked anyone on the island who knew her, what they thought of Charlotte Riley, they would say she was one of the sweetest women you would ever meet. You may only meet her once randomly in a supermarket but she would still remember your name and your conversation that day. The only thing more beautiful than her character was her physicality, long wavy dirty blonde hair, soft skin, wide green eyes, and rosy cheeks. No one could resist her beauty.

One night, Charlotte was walking back home from the library. She had been studying remotely for a graphic design course and had been in the library from the dawn of morning to the dusk of night. Needless to say, she was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to go home. Unfortunately, her desire to head home outweighed her sensible decision making. She took what she knew to be a shortcut down a long and empty alleyway. There was not a soul in sight but that's what made it more suspicious to go down. She was halfway down when she realised this and quickly picked up speed to get out as soon as she could. But just as she reached the end, somebody grabbed her from behind. She tried to scream but a cloth covered her mouth. A strong chemical smell hit her nose and as her eyelids grew heavy, she realised she had been drugged. She passed out.

Charlotte woke up to a glaring bright light in her face. She had no idea how long she had been out but she was feeling groggy as hell. Her eyes adjusted to the light, the room she was in was circular, steely, and strangely sterile, like a mix between a hospital and a factory. The room was tall and she realised she was at the bottom as a balcony looked down on her.

Charlotte tried to move but was quickly horrified to find she couldn't. She saw that she was bound to some sort of gynaecology chair, with her wrists bound by metal cuffs on the armrest and her legs spread apart and secured by her ankles in stirrups. There was even a leather belt across her stomach. But her terror rose as not only was she bound to this chair but also stripped completely naked, her bare body clear for anyone to see.

"Hello?!? Is there anybody there?!? What's going on?!?"

There was no response at first, but her anxiety tripled as she heard a hissing sound, like an electric door opening, above her. A figure walked out from the shadows and into the light. It was a woman, with thick black hair with purple highlights, and slender in figure but perfectly curvy. Her large tits hung freely with only black-crossed pasties covering her nipples. She, in addition, wore black latex leggings, arm-length latex gloves, thigh-high black boots, and what looked like a gas mask that covered her mouth and nose, letting her piercing grey eyes be clear as they stared down at Charlotte lovingly.

"Good morning, sweetpea,"

The woman's voice was eerily calm and seductive, but it did not ease Charlotte's fears.

"W-what's going on?! Why am I like this??" Charlotte asked tentatively.

The woman leered down at Charlotte,

"My dear lovely, you look so confused. I bet you have no idea what's about to happen to you."

The sentence only drove further worry into Charlotte's heart. Her wide-eyes stared up at the woman, pleadingly.

"W-what's going to happen?"

But the woman simply chuckled.

"Let me show you."

It was then Charlotte noticed some sort of control panel at the end of the balcony. The mysterious woman's latex cladded fingers began pressing buttons and the sound of machinery followed. Rising out from under the chair was a long mechanical arm with a large dildo at the end. Charlotte stared at it in disbelief, she had never seen a toy so big. In addition, two more smaller mechanical arms came out from either side of her chest, a small cup at the end of each.

"W-what's going on?! No, stop!"

But the cups settled on top of Charlotte's perky breasts, covering her nipples. She gasped as a small suction pulled her nipples into the cups. They were pushed against small rubbery pongs inside the cup. They started vibrating, startling Charlotte. They delivered a gentle, tingling pleasure to her chest. Charlotte whined, her body writhing around in the restraints as she was forced to endure this sensitive pleasure.

The mysterious woman watched down, very pleased.

"Good girl, now let's really get started."

The latex woman pushed up a few sliders, leading the dildo to slowly approach Charlotte's pussy. Charlotte suddenly noticed the impending dildo moving towards her.

"W-wait, stop that thing!" she yelled.

But it was too late, the tip of the dildo began to penetrate its way into Charlotte, eliciting a loud cry that echoed through the room. She whined as each inch of the dildo entered her. Once it had settled in, it began moving in and out in rhythmic, consistent fashion. Charlotte started to moan, the way the machine moved in a relentless fashion kept her in a steady state of pleasure, one that she was gradually being made to enjoy. She shut her eyes tight, hoping that this nightmarish wet dream would be over soon.

But unfortunately it would not, as the mysterious woman looked down at her subject in hidden glee. This was always her favourite part of the job, pushing the test subjects she was given to their limits. She felt it was time for Charlotte to face the next stage as she pressed another button.

Unbeknownst to Charlotte, a second dildo equipped arm raised under her crotch. This time, the dildo positioned itself for her asshole and it was until it began to insert itself that Charlotte realised it, letting out a loud scream.

"WAIT! NOT THERE, PLEASE!"

But her pleas were useless as the dildo fully penetrated her ass and began moving in parallel sync with her vagina. They even started to go a bit faster. Charlotte was a moaning mess, her chest raised up-and-down rapidly as her body poured with sweat. She hated how much she was enjoying this sensation.

"Please... Let me go..." she whimpered between moans.

But the mysterious woman just laughed at her request.

"Seriously? But you seem to be enjoying yourself so much? Maybe this might change your mind."

She pressed another button and Charlotte dreaded what was to come next.

"No... Not more..."

Out came a small arm with a small suction cup rising above the ones fucking her pussy and ass. This one placed itself on Charlotte's incredibly wet and delicate clit. It sucked in her clit, surrounding it within walls that strongly vibrated against it. Charlotte screamed again.

She thrusted her head backwards as she yelled, screams and moans escaped her mouth as tears ran down her cheeks. She was trapped in a constant state of overstimulation: the suction on her tits, being fucked in both her ass and pussy, and now powerful vibrations against her clit. It was too much but she became completely consumed by it. Her eyes rolled back as she gave into the machine's excessive pleasure.

All the while, the mysterious woman continued to watch with a wide grin hidden behind her mask. Charlotte was easily one of the best subjects she ever had. Beautiful, sweet, and completely at her mercy. The mysterious woman wanted to see how far she could push Charlotte. What limits could she be driven to, how many times could she be made to orgasm over-and-over again. All of those choices were all up to the latex clad woman.

But it appeared Charlotte had at last reached her limit. An impending orgasm took over her as body tensed up. She shut her eyes tightly as every ounce of pleasure from her pussy to her clit to her tits all came together. Her crying moans filled the steely, creating a symphony with the constant machinery. Her entire body shook and vibrated, her pussy endlessly squirting out juices that soaked the floors. Charlotte laid there, staring blankly at the ceiling as her body shuddered out the rest of her orgasm.

"I came... I did it..." Charlotte panted,

"Are you happy now?"

The mysterious woman put her hand to her chest in exaggerated shock. This young woman had more bites than she expected.

"Very," the mysterious woman answered.

"But I think you've got more to give. Let's check back on you in say... two hours?"

Charlotte's eyes shot open wide, her bitterness quickly watering back down to fear.

"T-two hours? No, I can't last that long! Let me go, please! I'll do anything, I'll-"

Suddenly Charlotte was gagged as another dildo arm crept behind her head and shoved itself down her throat. It began to move up-and-down in her mouth, giving her the full blowjob experience as a new orgasm began rebuilding inside of her.

The mysterious woman smirked down at Charlotte, who was looking up at her with her watering eyes. Her attempts to beg stifled by the dildo in her mouth and the moans the machine was making her endure. She was going to enjoy rewatching this through the security footage.

"Don't worry, sweetpea. I'll be back to check on you shortly."

The mysterious woman left the room, leaving to the sounds of Charlotte's desperate, muffled pleas and cries of pleasure.

The woman walked out of the room and into a long, sterile white hallway. It was brightly lit and many other doorways were lined across the room. But the woman was more interested in the terminal opposite Charlotte's room as she approached it and used it to call a contact listed as "Upstairs". The call was answered.

"How is the new test subject, Ms. Thorn?" said a voice from the terminal.

"An absolute delight, Mistress. I think we're going to have lots of fun with her," Thorn answered delightfully.

"Excellent news. We're forever grateful for your efforts, Ms. Thorn. You are a true asset to the factory."

Thorn's eyes lit up, like a dog receiving praise.

"Thank you, mistress. There's nothing that matters to me more than the well-being of the factory. I will do anything for it... For you."