Paula & Her Professor by Charles Graham Read Free Book Online Page A

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    “In order for this test to give useful results,” he told her, “it is absolutely essential that you keep up with the speed of the track and above all, that you do not stop until the experiment is completed. Now, we both know that the sexual stress and probable...ah...pleasure that you will receive during this test will make it extremely hard for you to concentrate on maintaining the correct pace, so in order to help, I have linked the device you are wearing to a program that will monitor the speed of the track and compare it to your own. If the sensor indicates that you are failing to stay within the rather narrow band I have set, then the device will administer a low-level electric shock as a reminder. However, should you fail to heed that warning further, more powerful shocks will be applied until such time as you correct the situation. I trust that is all clear?”
    The alarm in Paula’s eyes made it quite obvious that she understood only too well and was horrified by his ingenuity…and was equally aware that there was nothing whatsoever she could do about it.
    “Excellent,” he used a pair of scissors to cut the tape that bound her legs together, then sat down at the desk and entered several key-strokes into the computer, “We’ll begin with a few minutes of familiarization before the test starts.”
    Beneath Paula’s feet the conveyor-belt rolled smoothly backwards, forcing her to totter forwards on her high-heels to maintain her balance as she began her long walk to nowhere. For about a minute, the belt kept a slow and even pace, then without any warning, suddenly speeded-up.
    Caught by surprise, Paula stumbled and just managed to save herself by a clumsy, uncoordinated shuffling of her feet, the hobble-chain between her ankles and the one to her single-glove jerking erratically as she was forced to lengthen her stride to match the increased speed. It was awkward and uncomfortable and much harder than she would have guessed. She realized at once that when the vibrator was switched on and creating chaotic havoc in her belly and sex while she tried to walk at the right pace, it would be immeasurably more difficult. She gave a low moan of anguish, knowing that she was doomed to fail and that her failure would be punished with electric shocks that would only make things worse.
    The speed of the belt slowed and twenty seconds later, increased again, both times catching her unawares and making her stumble and stagger until she was able to adjust, her eyes widening to the realization that when the test began, those stumbles would cost her an automatic punishment. Even more alarming, when she climaxed, as she knew with fearful certainty that she would, what would that cost her?
    When the belt slowed to a halt, Paula stared pleadingly at Professor Goss while he methodically checked each of her bonds and the cable to the vibrator in her belly.
    Then he smiled at her, “Obedience, Paula,” he told her firmly, “that’s all you need. Concentrate on obeying the program I have set for you and you’ll be absolutely fine. Just clear your mind of everything but the need to obey perfectly and without hesitation and you won’t have a thing to worry about. Disobedience on the other hand, will be punished. It’s up to you to make whichever choice you wish, of course, but I would strongly advise obedience, my dear.”
    As he returned to his chair, Paula shivered wildly, his words echoing in her brain. Immediate, unquestioning obedience. Could she give that? Even more vital, should she give it?
    If he really was trying to turn her into some sort of submissive, docile and obedient partner in the sex-games he obviously liked to play, shouldn’t she be fighting him and resisting every step of the way? Even if she was thoroughly enjoying herself and loving the sexual “highs” his games were giving her? Not to mention hoping that he really did mean to make their relationship…unusual though she recognized that it