I was really angry, and when I thought how I'd been trying to be a good slave for Judy, it was all I could do to keep from phoning her and telling her what a bitch she was for fooling me into thinking she was my protector. But I didn't want to be whipped for cursing at her, so I told myself I needed to think of a better way to handle this. The idea I got after a few minutes thought was to just try to avoid whippings if I could, live through them when I had to, but to preserve my dignity from now on. Certainly I'd never act like a puppy dog to get on Judy's good side again. I cringed as I remembered how I'd told her she could punish me more if she'd enjoy it while she was getting me off. And how she'd loved doing that! Never again! I'd take what she dished out but I wasn't going to abase myself from now on!
I decided I wanted to play the sensie to the end, so I started it again.
I was giving David his second whipping round. He sounded kind of desperate at the beginning so I felt a little sorry for him, but I gave him what he had coming. Then I left him to regain sensitivity again and took a break in the next room, thinking about a humiliation punishment I could use where I'd take him outdoors near the pool and made his shorts drop off. He wouldn't know it was screened from observation, so he'd be embarrassed about being naked outside the house. When I got back to what I was beginning to think of as the punishment room, I walked up to the positioner and started whipping David for lies and disobedience. I knew this was the part where he'd start to understand he had to do everything he could to please me. It was a turn-on thinking of him being conditioned this way, but I also knew that this conditioning was a crucial first step of his training.
When I was done with that round, I frightened him by saying he'd be getting more whipping in a moment, then asked him if he wanted me to use humiliating punishments instead, and he begged me to do that. Max! He was so afraid of whipping now he'd beg me to do anything I wanted. I went and got the Hubba, all silver tentacles, and put it on David's thigh -- then there was another part of the sensie edited out. In the next scene, I was moving my fingers in a strobing pattern on David's erection that Hubba was showing me. Once I stepped back I knew Hubba was duplicating that pattern, and would always duplicate the sensations whenever David felt friction against his cock. I-David recognized why I always felt Judy's fingers on my cock, even when I was masturbating! As I stood back, I saw Hubba scraping its tentacles across David's bottom and thrusting a pencil of tentacles in and out of his anus, and of course David was terribly excited, with his bottom bobbing up and down as he tried to get off. And then there was another part edited out! What the hell were all these edits for?
In the next scene, David was shrieking with excitement and struggling frenetically to thrust his hips against the positioner. A video status pad in the left part of my visual field showed David had an Arousal rating of NINETY- FIVE! It was dropping quickly now, and I could see the Hubba had stopped stimulating him, but David was still screaming with frustration. I felt kind of bad, thinking that this was too hard on David and it was really my fault, so I tried to be a little comforting when he was able to talk again. I got him out of the positioner and let him go to the bathroom -- another missing part in the sensie -- and when he came back I went through the game where he got tantalized whenever he came near me, and I paddled him pretty hard bending over the table. Then I finally put him over my knee and paddled him while I let him get off. I was feeling super horny myself at that point, hearing David beg me to paddle him harder, and I was looking forward to getting into my bedroom later to stroke off.
The sensie came to an end, and I was surprised Judy hadn't edited out her thoughts about stroking off at the end. I'd known exactly what she was thinking, and there was a hint of body memory of what it was like in the past when she stroked off, so it was very erotic. But why had she left that in? Didn't it embarrass her? And all the other sensations earlier in the sensie, like when her pussy felt wet against her sensie suit, or just the fact that she had the suit on! After a moment's thought, I realized she probably hadn't experienced her own sensie -- everybody knows that's a bad idea -- so she'd just told the homebrain to edit out certain parts, and she hadn't realized how I could fill in what happened from sensations and vagrant thoughts shed had that weren't deleted by those edits.
OK, so now I knew how much Judy enjoyed punishing me and that she got turned on intimidating me so she could make me do humiliating things. She was conditioning me to be her slave! And she'd pushed my Arousal rating up to 95, which HAD to be dangerous! I'd never HEARD of such a high rating! I figured she'd screwed up, like I had with Diane when I left her Arousal at 89 after she'd finished coming, but even worse! So Judy had been scared she'd hurt me, which is why she was so solicitous afterward.
That part made me nervous, because I was going to try to resist Judy's brainwashing from now on, just treat her as what she was, a screwed up girl barely older than I was, getting cheap thrills from having power over me and causing me pain. But if she brought me up to 95 Arousal again, I wouldn't be able to resist doing anything she wanted. I remembered how I'd felt as I was being stimulated on the positioner, willing to sell my soul if I could just get off!
But okay, no matter what happened or how bad I felt while Judy was punishing me, I could get my dignity back after it was over. Nobody could do anything more than that under torture, which is what this was. And I wasn't going to act like her lap dog again unless I was being tortured so much I couldn't stop myself. It didn't count if I didn't cooperate and she had to force me!
It was almost ten o'clock, nearly my bedtime, so I went downstairs for my milk. My behind was definitely a lot less sore now, so at least Judy had told the truth when she said she hadn't bruised me when she was "rewarding" me. I flashed the milk and sat down in the kitchen, feeling only slightly sensitive where my behind contacted the seat, and thought about how to act with Judy. The hardest part about trying to act dignified was how badly I needed to get off every day. In fact, I was pathetically eager when I could only climax once a day! If I could just wake up late every night, I'd take my chances losing the hurdles and getting punished. I figured that with two tries at guessing odd or even, I had three chances out of four to get off one of those times.
I went back upstairs and got undressed. I had to be naked to get in bed of course, but when I felt like I was going to start blushing I tried to remember this wasn't a feeling I wanted to give in to. OK, I had an erection and it was embarrassing, but I didn't want this to be a lot of fun for Judy if she was watching me. So I did mental exercises before lying down, and soon felt my erection go down. I wondered what she'd think of that! Then I got under the covers and lay on my back -- I didn't have to lie on my stomach tonight -- and started to do a mental exercise I hoped would make me wake up late at night, the way I had the previous night. Eventually, I went to sleep.
But I didn't wake up during the night, and in the morning at seven o'clock I was on my stomach with the covers kicked off, humping against the mattress.
I got myself under control right away, then went and took a shower. I went downstairs and ate quickly with nobody else around, then jogged to school to start my aerobic workout. When I got to school it was still only seven-thirty, so I put on my gym clothes and dropped my street clothes into the fresher, then went out into the gym for the rest of my workout. I had to call up a help screen to remember the exercise sequence, but it was pretty straightforward; the sequence started easy the first few days, but became more strenuous as you developed more stamina. At the end of the workout I was panting and exhausted, so I went back into the boys locker room and took another shower, then put on my freshened clothes.
I made progress on my homework Wednesday morning, and skipped my normal lunch time so I wouldn't have to sit near Judy. She'd been ignoring me in class again today, and that was just fine with me. I figured I'd have lunch during my free period right after my regular lunch time, and I had one of my assignments almost done by then.
