The life of Linda – Chapter 1 – Training the body to break the mind

Chapter 1: Training the body to break the mind

Linda, I need you to calm down, try to focus on your breathing. That’s it, well done, your heart rate is slowing down a bit, we don’t want you to die, we just need to train you, that’s all.

Linda was fixed to a vertical metal plank; her legs were spread open and her knees were flexed towards her abdomen. Her hands were fixated at the level of her ears and both her feet and palms were immobilized using a small wooden board. Each of her fingers and toes were tied down with a soft metal wire completely hampering any movement. A curved steel rod was placed over her abdomen, regulating her breathing and forcing her to take short shallow breaths. Her mouth was mechanically kept open using an open-mouth gag and medical tape prevented her eyelids from closing. Every joint in her body was kept in such a way that flexing or moving was impossible; she could move her eyes, flick her tongue, scream, tighten her pelvic muscles, and clench her asshole, but that was it. The puddle collecting under her in a metal bowl, a mix of her saliva and pussy juice, suggested that she had been restrained for at least 30 minutes. The bowl was halfway full (about 100ml); the liquid was thick and cloudy and felt viscous and sticky to the touch, forming a thin coating and little syrupy strings between the fingers. To the trained nose, it was evident that Linda was ovulating, and her sweet, earthy, and slightly salty scent was intoxicating. A hint of pee was also present in the air as she had been releasing her bladder in small burst during the procedure. However, her pee was being diverted by a funnel to a glass jar, which kept it from mixing with her saliva and vaginal fluids, after all, they were going to be used in different moments. The jar held about 250ml of her pale-yellow and clear pee.

While the process of mounting Linda in this manner was painstaking and long, the purpose was not merely to expose her in the obscenest of ways and have her endure an intense and precisely executed orgasm denial procedure. Her breathing was regulated so that she could not take deep breaths and every single of her joints, eyes, and mouth were fixed to increase sensory overload and impede her from using muscle response to regulate her emotions and suppress her anxiety. Her body was just a means to an end, it was the doorway to break her mind in a very specific way and transform beautiful 5”2’ (165 cm.) Linda into a servant of Himeros; a lustful being with an unquenchable sex drive and an unstoppable pursuit of gratification.

For the last five minutes, Linda’s legs and little bubble but were trembling ever so slightly and her vaginal opening was spasming, releasing and clenching, in synchrony with her tiny asshole. Every time she was about to cum, her eyes would focus straight ahead, and her pupils would dilate. Her asshole would open-up as if asking to be filled and her pussy lips would part invitingly, releasing more of her viscous essence and delightful scent. Her tongue would stop flinching and would stick out slightly, causing her drool to trickle down between her small ripe breast all the way to her pussy, where it would mix with her vaginal fluids and ultimately end up in the bowl under her. As the combination of electricity and vibrations stopped stimulating her long pinkish nipples and her clitoris precisely before she could cum, her eyes rolled backwards trying to hide inside her skull, the anal and vaginal spasms grew deeper and her holes dilated more, revealing her reddish insides. Her breathing became erratic and short and her throat would make repetitive dry choking sounds, something between a gasp for air and a timid cough. You could see she was trying to keep her mind under control, attempting to subjugate her despair and overwhelming desire as her body trembled and vibrated out of her control; suddenly her lower back pushed forward and her pussy opened-up as far as it could, as if rejecting an invisible intruder. A delicious white and thick fluid started to seep out of her, coating her asshole and accumulating at the end of her butt before falling into the bowl that held her precious nectar. 40 minutes had passed, and she was losing control; to think that we were a bit over halfway through the first session of the day.

The vibrations and electricity resumed with equal force, but this time her reaction was different; her eye movements were disorganized, her breathing resembled an animal in heat, she was trying to clench her hands, her pussy was leaking a thick transparent fluid, and she had lost control of her bladder, which was quickly filling the jar. She began to make repetitive sounds, not screams, more like the sound of a wounded animal, something between a cry for help, a gasp for air, and a plead for mercy. After four-minutes of being kept on the edge, Linda finally lost complete control of her mind and as result of her body. Her asshole distended 2 inches (5 cm.) and allowed part of the mucus that coats her anal cavity to drip to the floor. Her pussy expanded so much that her cervix was clearly visible, and her pupils were fully dilated, her mind was lost. She began to convulse to the point that the restraints that kept her head in place became unfastened, causing her head to sway uncontrollably, making her saliva fly everywhere.

Linda… Linda… Linda, come back to me, listen to my voice, remember, focus on your breathing, come on you can do it. Linda, it’s okay, you are okay, just breath through it. Slowly, Linda regained enough control to calm down. The process of keeping Linda on edge was repeated two more times. When the final edging was completed, Linda had been restrained and stimulated for 52 minutes and had produced a total of 550 ml of pee and 150 ml of saliva mixed with vaginal fluids. That was the first session of the day.

Every day, Linda would wake up at 7 a.m., be fitted with a catheter to impede her form peeing, and then be allowed to empty her bowels while her hands were chained above her head. Immediately after, she is washed with a hose and fitted into chastity belt. Afterwards, she has a healthy breakfast, is allowed to hydrate as much as possible, and is left alone for two hours to watch videos of women being made to cum. By the time the two hours have passed, Linda has left a wet spot where she is sitting and has a very strong need to pee. It is at this point that the first, of three, training sessions begins.

Linda’s ears are still ringing when I remove her gag and the tape that keeps her eyelids from closing. She mumbles incoherently and attempts to lick any part of my body that comes into contact with her, a futile attempt to plead for an opportunity to cum. As she slowly regains her ability to speak, the only word that she can muster is “cum”. She repeats it over and over again, cum, cum, cum. I bring a tall and small table and place it under her chin, directly in front of her. I then bring the jar of piss that she has produced over the last 52 minutes and insert a straw and bring it to her lips. Linda speaks again: “Bitch, no spill, drink; bitch, no spill, drink”. She is slowly coming back and is now able to speak a bit more clearly. After a month of training, she remembers well what she has been taught, bitches drink all the piss and never spill. As she sucks the straw, the jar slowly becomes empty until only a little is left and Linda continues to suck, making slurping sounds. I remove the straw from her lips and with a joyful energetic voice she says “cum, cum, cum”. I gently place a hand on the back of her head.

– Not yet, remember? Two more sessions to go and then if you have been good you get to come once.

– Cum, cum, yes, I’ll be good.

– Wonderful! Your speech is back

– Yes, I feel better now.

– Open up

Linda raises her head upwards and opens her mouth wide. I toss the remaining piss from the jar that she was unable to suck. She swallows and then licks her lips.

– Look what I found here…

I pick up the mucus that had dripped from her asshole and onto the floor and bring it to her lips, she licks it like the good bitch she is.