Lisa blinked at the bright light shining down on her and raised her hand to block it, or at least tried to as her hand refused to move as she pulled against the strap that held her wrist to the bed.
"What the fuck..." she said as she realized it wasn't just her wrists that were restrained, but her ankles, waist and the rest of her body as well.
"Good, you're awake at last." a man said standing just off to the side.
"Where am I? Why am I tied down? What's going on?" she burst out in near panic.
"Well I'm afraid I have good news and bad news about that." he said and her stomach sank, had she been in an accident or something?
No, that wasn't it, the last thing she remembered was parking her car in the garage at home and heading to the elevator. After that... nothing.
"The good news is that the acquisition went smoothly. No bruising or other injuries at all so we've been able to go straight to processing."
"Acquisition? Processing? What are you talking about!" she nearly screamed out.
"Well, that's the bad news I'm afraid. The work order for you," he said flipping a few sheets of paper on his clipboard, "is quite detailed and I'm certain your not going to like it."
"Work order? For what?"
"Well, for your acquisition and reprogramming of course. It would seem that Mr. Donaldson, your husband I assume, hired us just recently as this has rush job written all over it."
Husband... yeah, at least he was for the time being. She'd decided to reach out to one of her friends, a divorce lawyer, next week to get the divorce going. Johnathan had been a perfect catch for her; good looking, her junior in the law firm and with little ambition he had made for a good husband that kept out of her way as she rose through the firm.
That had of course been until he'd caught a lucky break, or a blindingly stupid choice that should have gotten him fired, depending on which story you believed at least. Either way in the end he'd saved the client, a big silicon valley tech firm, from a several billion dollar fine by the government on a technicality and had immediately shot him up in the firm and leap frogged her in the process.
Now, with clients beating down his door from the west coast the firm had decided to open an office in California and Johnathan was being tagged as the senior partner to head it up.
But that meant moving across the country and it would ruin any chance she had of making senior partner as well, so she'd made it clear to him she wasn't going, period.
He'd taken it well enough, or so she had thought at the time. But now, tied down and staring up at a stranger telling her horrifying things, she knew she had seriously misjudged Johnathan.
"So anyway, let's get started. First off let me demonstrate what we like to call the reward." he said, holding up a small black rectangle with two buttons on it, one green and the other red. He depressed the green button and she immediately felt it's effects.
It was like her whole body was being assaulted with pleasure, it came from her pussy, her nipples, her lips, even her anus radiated pleasure as if an invisible penis was pleasuring each one of them. But it was more than that, it was like a penis was sliding between the folds of her brain itself.
Her body arched and she cried out in pleasure until he released the button and she collapsed back on to the bed.
"I'm told it's quite pleasurable, almost as much as this... isn't." He said as he depressed the red button.
At first she felt nothing, then something in the pit of her stomach felt wrong. It grew and grew as a sense of utter despair washed over her. It was like everything good in life had vanished and left behind a gaping pit of utter blackness. She felt herself falling father and farther in to the pit as she cried out in panic for it to stop.
When it did, she was breathing hard and shivering in her restraints.
"That is what we call the punishment. Over the next few days we'll be conditioning you using both the reward and the punishment. I think you'll find it quite effective." He said as he wheeled a large monitor on a stand over to the bed and positioned it over her so it nearly filled her vision.
"You can't do this! You won't get a way with it! I'll sue you for every penny you have!"
"Can't? Won't? By the time we're done you're going to be thanking us for doing it. Now then, there are a few more things I need to tell you before we get started." he said as he flipped a few pages over on his clipboard.
"First off you need to keep your eyes open and watch the monitor."
"I won't! You can't make me!"
"You will, or the punishment will continue until you do. The longer you hold out, the worse it will be. That little demonstration was just the tip of the iceberg, there's no bottom to that pit."
A shiver ran down her spine, she had no response to that and so he continued.
"Second, in case you think anyone is going to miss you over the next few days, don't. As far as anyone is concerned you and your husband are on a exclusive retreat to work on your marriage."
It had been no secret with their friends that the marriage was in trouble, she knew no one would question the lie they had told them.
"And finally, the details of the work order. It says here 'My wife is a cold hearted bitch, an ice queen in bed, a self centered ass-hole to everyone around her and a real pain in my ass these days.'"
The words stung her, even if they were true, she didn't have to hear them thrown in her face.
He continued, "'I want her to be a total anal slut, willing to do anything to get a cock in her ass. The only thoughts in her head should be how to get any man she meets to fuck her or how to lick any woman's pussy she meets.'"
"No fucking way! I'll never do that! Why would you even tell me that!?!"
"Well, believe it or not, it will make things go easier. You see, now that you know what you have to become to get the reward, after a while your mind is going to do whatever it takes to get it and avoid the punishment. Knowing only makes the process go faster." he said as he walked over to a computer and typed in a few commands.
The monitor came to life and a set of speakers that she couldn't see hummed as well. Instinctively she closed her eyes and she felt the punishment start to swirl in her stomach. She lasted only a few seconds, maybe a minute, before she opened her eyes and the monitor started to play a video of a woman sucking a man's dick. The sounds of her sloppily working up and down his shaft filled the room and she felt just the tiniest bit of pleasure wash over her.
She tried to block it out, but as the video played the feeling grew until just as the woman on the monitor took the man's load square in her face, a small orgasm rocked her.
She didn't notice the man leave the room as the next video started.
* * *
Lisa rolled over in the bed and felt like vomiting. Suddenly she realized her hands were free, along with the rest of her. How long had she been hooked up to the machine? Had it succeeded in doing it's job?
She looked around and found herself in a new room, just a bed, nightstand, a sink and toilet filled it and just as she was about to stand up, a man entered the room and she realized she was naked.
"Hello Lisa, how are you feeling?" he asked.
"Ok." she said timidly. Shouldn't she been attacking him? Wasn't he the one that did those awful things to her? Shouldn't she at least be trying to cover herself with a sheet or something?
A sudden wave of panic came over her and she pushed those thoughts from her mind. No of course she shouldn't attack him, why would she do that? He had a dick, she was sure he did and she loved dick! A small giggle escaped her lips as she smiled.
He walked over to her sitting on the bed, placed a hand on her head and pulled her face right up against his crotch.
Something deep inside of her revolted at the idea, how dare he touch her, force her up against himself! But something else was making her pussy wet, her tongue lick her lips and her breathing become ragged.
"Would you like to see it?" he asked, looking down at her.
"See it?" she said, half dazed, half confused as to what was happening, "Yes... Please... I want it..."
He unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to the floor, as they did his dick sprung free and she instinctively pushed her lips up against it.
"That's a good girl, now what do you want to do?"
She knew what she was supposed to say, but she desperately tried to pull back from it, hide under the covers, or do anything else. But the growing fear in the pit of her stomach pushed those thoughts away almost as soon as they arrived.
Instead she titled her head up to look in to his eyes, her own wide with awe as the words came from between her lips, "Please... may I suck it?"
His smile was all the response she needed and she wrapped her lips around him and sucked him deep in to her throat.
The experience was like nothing else she could think of. She'd had several lovers that she would have considered "great", each had been able to bring her to orgasm several times in a night, but they seemed like armatures compared to the pleasure coming from her mouth.
She had always hated blowjobs hadn't she? No... that couldn't be right, not with them feeling like this. How could she ever even consider hating this glorious feeling of a cock being shoved down her throat?!
She felt him grab the back of her head and pull her off of him just in time for his cum to splatter across her face. Her orgasm rocked her to her very core as she fell back on to the bed in a haze of pleasure and need.
By the time she recovered enough to sit back up, another woman had entered the room. The buxom blonde was naked like her, but that was where the similarity ended. Lisa's small breasts were dwarfed by the woman's obviously fake ones, her long platinum blonde hair was nothing like Lisa's boring brown shoulder length locks and the woman's entire body shouted out 'made for sex' in every way imaginable.
The man took the blonde by the hand and walked her over to the bed side, Lisa immediately could smell the woman's scent and it too screamed 'sex'.
