Descent Travel Working it Out
Jenna awoke with a feeling of ease, the VR headset still on her head, vibrator still in place. As she placed the unit on its stand, she marveled at the beauty of the Barbie in the box on the nightstand next to her bed. She rose, put on her 4- inch heels and then removed the stim fit from inside of her and padded to the bathroom. She cleaned her toy and placed it where it belonged with her other training equipment.
She walked over to the training bars, and hooked the strap of her corset to the horizontal bar that had been installed at midsection height on her first day of training. She then reached up and grabbed the bar hanging from the ceiling, and began tuning counterclockwise to tighten the strap of her corset to cinch her waistline even further. It had been weeks since she started wearing her corset and she enjoyed seeing the progress. The corset was a tightening, heavy boned style in white, designed for extreme waist training, and her progress was remarkable, even as she got used to smaller, shorter breaths.
Next was a white button up top, which covered the corset's heaviness, followed by a pair of capri jeans, which she had to remove the heels to put on, then put the heels back on after.
Effectively dressed for the day, she went to the vanity table and started her makeup, foundation first, then her subtle pink eyeshadow, pink blush and dark heavy eyelashes. Next she put in the blue tinted contact lenses, which covered her natural hazel eyes. Her makeup was completed with a bubble gum pink lipstick that matched her nails perfectly, fingers and toes.
As she left her bedroom, she saw the box with the Barbie in it and thought 'twinning!'.
She exited the front door and there waiting was the limo, with Cordelia's ever present driver Mallory there to escort Jenna to her first appointment of the day. Jenna greeted the driver with a hug and air kisses so as to not smudge her makeup, as she smiled and moved to the back of the car for the short ride ahead.
"Miss Lance has set everything up for you at the salon this morning, Jenna," the driver said, looking in the rear view and catching a glimpse of the ever changing girl seated and smiling brightly.
"Thank you, she is soooo amazing!" Jenna said with glee.
The rest of the ride was silent, as Jenna smiled and looked out the window until the car came to a stop outside of the fancy salon where she was greeted by salon staff.
"Good morning Miss Roberts, you look fabulous this morning," the girl said as she led Jenna inside. "Miss Lance has Genevieve all ready for you, she called ahead."
"Thank you!" Jenna responded vapidly as she was taken to the private style room, where a black cape was placed around her shoulders as she was escorted to the chair in front of the mirror where the work was to be completed.
"You will be platinum in no time, Jenna," the stylist said. "Please, just relax and let us do all the work, I know you will love the results."
"Mmmmm K!" Jenna said with a shrug as she followed the instructions and sat and relaxed while the team began its work.
Jenna had zoned out, as she had started to do recently when she was not being directly spoken to, and was shaken alert by Genevieve.
"We are finished here, Jenna," the stylist said as she turned the chair around to face the mirror. "It is perfect. You will need weekly touch ups to hide the roots, but MIss Lance has approved the recommended schedule so for the foreseeable future, you have nothing to worry about."
"OMG is that really me?" Jenna asked, her hands by her cheeks, her mouth open in surprise as a platinum blonde, arrow straight hair, looked back at her.
Somewhere in the recesses of her mind, she flashed to the Barbie doll in the box on her bedroom nightstand in horror.
Her inner turmoil was short lived, as Mallory entered the styling room and began a conversation.
"Jenna, that color and style suits you, it is perfect for that makeup and you rock that look," the driver said, quashing the doubts of Jenna. "But we do have a schedule to keep, Miss Lance is expecting us."
"OMG wow this is sooo crazy and amazing! Thank you everyone!" Jenna said as she was led to the limo by Mallory.
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In Prague, the first of the Descent Girls and Adler were being prepared in mind and body to be the lead for each of the fetishes at the locations, and Cordelia Lance gave the task of assigning them to the well paid, experienced trainer simply known as Instructress.
"That's right slaves! Hold that position until you hear the chime in 10 seconds!" the rubber clad, curvily built Domme yelled, as she watched her 7 charges all holding themselves one inch above the floor as they stopped their bouncing on a 7 inch trainer that sprouted from the floor. "Hold it slaves! You will not fail me!"
"Yes, Instructress!" The six lovely ladies and Jonathan Adler, the ostensible partner of Cordelia Lance, responded in unison, all maintaining their position as they melded body and mind to work in tandem to be the most effective sexual beings they could be.
The weeks of training were a pattern for the group, 6 am wake up call, yoga for flexibility, then breakfast. After breakfast was individual training, depending on their individual needs. After the individual work, sex/task training like they were in currently with their dildoes. After the task training of the day, the group would pair off and have live training with a partner in whatever they learned as reinforcement.
As the Instructress scanned the semi circle where her pupils were posing the 10 seconds on their mounts, asses an inch off the ground, she was pleased.
Oliva Becket, former girlfriend of the architect of this endeavor, Technology guru Cordelia Lance, took her normal spot to the left of Instructress. Her training was proceeding well, as she was being trained as a 'Jill of all (sex) trades' and after a slow start, her VR session adjustments saw her rise to become a star pupil. Mentally progressing, and physically nearing perfection during her time under the Instructess able tutelage. Olivia smiled as she held her pose, her ass one inch above the ground, legs wide, hands on her own breasts as her physicality held the 7 inch dildo in place.
To Olivia's left was Jonathan Adler, the lone male of the original 7, and the 'partner' of COrdelia on the Travel Agency, who was ably holding the dildo inside him as he was able to capably handle the physicality of the request, keeping himself one inch off the ground. A former collegiate athlete, Adler had the physical tools necessary for the rigors of such intense training, and the Instructress was focusing with the lone male on his mental rebuilding. Instructress smiled, as Adler held his position, a slight smile of enjoyment on his face as the former straight, woman chasing star athlete rode his dildo.
To Adler's left was 19-year old Destiny, the daughter of a wealthy businessman who did nothing but spend her Daddy's money, who would be filling the role of the lactation specialist and would be shipping out to Canada to be part of the deviant farm community. A cocktail of traditional antidepressants, with prolactin and a natural supplement called fenugreek were being fed to Destiny, and after several weeks there was noticeable movement toward lactation. Instructress noted that as she ably held her position with the others, she managed to use her hands to hold her breasts up, as the cocktail began yielding results- as she was holding her breasts the instructress noticed her right hand rolling the nipple, resulting in a tiny wet spot on her uniform. CHecking the notes, Instructress noticed a swelling of growth in the young woman's breasts.
Kaylee was in the middle of the semicircle of 7, she was a wannabe model who was being trained in fetish wear, she had the look to pull off just about anything, but tight clothes were especially appealing on the 20 year old. Her mind and body were reshaped specifically for rubber as she was destined for the fetish factory in Ohio, but pick any fetish wear and this was the model of perfection for it. Instructress actually messaged Cordelia to allow this pretty little minion to become a fetish model in addition to her duties with Descent Travel as a fetish wear specialist. Her body was sculpted through workouts, and some added silicone here, a tiny tuck there and you had perfection. The hole in her uniform allowed her access to complete her current task, which was pleasing to the instructress.
Bondage was to be handled by a pretty little Asian associate of the Instructress, who volunteered for the training after it was explained to her by her Mistress. Kaida, or Little Dragon, was a shibari practitioner who relished having her mind and body reconfigured with the VR set and through the body shaping the Instructress laid out for her. Wax, bondage, and other features would be awaiting the young woman in France after her training. Her smile and body position indicated her familiarity with being in one place, and her MIstress smiled as she noted the perfection her protege showed.
Next in line from her traditional left to right order, the Instructress noted the progress of the oldest of the trainees, a 31 year old former medical school student, whose past would be put to good use in her future role at what Cordelia termed the "MedFetish" building in the UK. The old hospital would feature activities for those into the medical fetish world, and who better to lead them than a former medical student, who nearly became a doctor? Evie, at 31, was pretty, and her body needed a bit of extra work, as after her decision to wash out of the medical field she was in need of comfort, which she found in food. Instructress noted her work ethic, and was pleased her body was toning and her pose in this exercise was nearly flawless.
The last in line was 20 year old Alexia, a pretty young girl who in her efforts to make it as an actress ended up doing some soft porn shoots to make ends meet. Her auburn hair was striking, and she was destined for "Toy Box" location in the United states. Though she did not look like any doll specifically, her background would enable her to take the role of any doll or toy. And as for her abilities, the INstructress noted she was probably the most capable for her new purpose, and her pose was perfect, her smile seductive, and her body very fit.
After the day's group session would be individual sessions, where the group would pair up, and Adler would work with Instructress on reinforcement- always on the receiving end. After that would be lunch, then individual VR sessions, with their destiny programming continuing to tune them to their new 'talents'. After that another group workout session then dinner.
After dinner, a group session led by Instructress, who would capably weave the elements of training to reinforce old training or to highlight upcoming training where the trainees may need improvement. Group sessions, the Instructress found, helped the submissives push each other subconsciously. Soon enough the group would be tested with individuals from outside the group in controlled environments to assess the training. After the group session would always be a sleep session, where the individuals would insert their stim fit vibrators, don their VR headsets, and learn as they slept.
But for now, the Instructress, clad in her trademark skin tight black rubber with a shine like no other, was going to keep her students on schedule.
"Excellent job Slaves! Report to your basket for your strap ons and stand at attention for further instructions!" the Instructress bellowed.
"Yes, Instructress!" All seven responded with the synchronicity of a gold medal swim team, as they ended their current exercises and reported to their baskets, which only had their first name on it, and was filled with sexual equipment.
"Here are your assignments, whores!" Instructress informed.
She waited for them all to be at attention before continuing.
"Station one! Alexia, down!" the leader ordered. "Kaida, up!"
"Yes Instructress," the pair said in unison as they met at the center of the semicircle, kissed, then held hands as they made their way to station one, where a king size bed of purple waited. Alexia affixed her 7 inch strap on, then the pair stood at attention awaiting further instruction.
"Station 2! Evie, down!" came the command. "Destiny, up!"
"Yes Instructress," the pair said in unison as they too met at the center of the semicircle, kissed, then held hands as they marched to station 2, where a king size bed of black waited. At this station, Evie attached her strap on, then both stood at attention awaiting their next instructions.
