“AHH!!!” She couldn't help it that time. Suddenly the sensation ceased leaving her a panting mess. Just as she managed to calm down a tad it began again. What felt like tongues lapped up her nipples while phantom fingers traced over her hips rounding beneath her.

Was the latex alive? Moving in strange patterns? Did it matter?

Held fast she almost answered too hastily if only to get some more relief. If indeed it worked that way. For all she knew answering in the negative would a,count to physical punishment instead. There simply wasn't much to go on.

Fortunately English wasn't her only language. She processed languages with a bit of caution to insure she was translating things correctly rather than gloss over things. Words were her world for so long now … she caught that the message had changed halting her from answering straight away. She pondered this for a brief moment.

Then shaking her head as much as the collar would allow. “N-No.” She vocalized too. One way or another she was about to find out what happened. Maybe this was about honesty in which case she failed that last question.

Bria was behaved more or less. Books and writing kept her out of all sorts of mischief. Her medical condition hindered her from doing much though her parents were too worried. With her narcolepsy striking on a whim combined with sleep paralysis she wasn't much of an outdoors type though not by choice. As of late she took more hikes and even explored a little though things like swimming and mountain climbing were still out.

It was amusing, if there was some hidden mind behind this they would be amused.. that the girl just answered the question with she didnt wish to be a good girl, implying she wanted to be a bad girl.

The latex reacting to her answer melted away the words out from below her again.

A moment later another tendril attacked her from behind, as it thrust herself at her bottom.. and "splatted" wetly over her ass, and then extended itself covering her rear with its warm embrace.. sliding down between her thighs and covering her sex and arking up over and around her hips.. giving her a pair of latex panties, her other panties being absorbed into the latex itself. The tendril was still attached to the back of the panties, but it now had a firm grip even more upon her body.

Another moment later.. she would feel it bunch up around her sex before it slowly pushes into her body.. the latex slowly coating her inner walls.. though much to her surprise, the expected pleasure she would normally feel.. was suddenly muted.. she could feel the pressure of being invaded.. but the latex seemed to be muffling her ability to feel pleasure from it.

One would almost guess... a bad girl didn't get to feel as much pleasure as a good girl now.

A moment later those tongues would return to her nipples.. slowly licking... sending those chills of pleasure threw her breasts... at least she could still get teased there.. a blessing? or a curse.. maybe she couldn't cum at all now?

for the moment no more words would appear.. the latex not thickening in her sex, but it would coat her fully as she felt it within her as she just contuned to get teased otherwise.

“AH!” The swat came to her backside stinging as it did. Immediately thereafter she felt the latex shift and move over her rear. Her panties soon covered in this material. Little did she know at the time her own panties were absorbed.

As she came to believe that NO equated to punishment she felt that latex bulge up against her sex. Feeling it sink in she gasped aloud though the relief wasn't there at all. It was muted. Even more so than someone wearing a condom. No relief was given especially as stimulation erupted in her breasts again.

Taking in a sudden deep breath Bria felt her own arousal spinning out of control and yet what she had wanted was denied to her. Urgently she sought more words but didn't see any. She panicked not knowing how long this would last nor a way out of this. She had guessed wrong and now her punishment was in full effect.

“AH! NO! I CAN'T STAND IT! I'LL BE A GOOD GIRL!!!” She cried out as she was further teased to no end.

The latex, if it did have a mind of its own wasn't seeming listening to her at the moment. The sensual strokes continued over and around her nipples, those tongues slowly stroking, licking ever so painfully slowly over her trapped nubs.

Around her hips she could feel like little feathery tickles.. like someone's fingers were tracing over the curves of her youthful form.

The latex that had coated into her sex deeply pulsed for a moment.. but still wasn't transferring pleasure into her numbed sex... a moment later she swear she could feel a large head of a penis suddenly stroking over her covered lips for a moment.. right before it would slowly start to push into her.. filling her up as it slowly.. inch by inch sank into her depths.. this punishment.. let her feel the girth and everything about the head as it sank into her.. but not the pleasure... basically making her a whimpering toy to the latex's whims.

So far no more words had appeared.. as who knew how long this punishment of making her a toy was going to last.

That member within her sex pulsed deeply within her body for a moment... before it slide out just as slowly.. before it pounded back into her.. again feeling the pressure of everything but no please.. she truly was a toy as the thing started to thrust into her body at a slow rhythm

“Ah! Oh! J-Just fuck me already! Please!” Those touches continued. The feeling of fingers danced around her hips while the touch moving along her nipples had been the only real relief she received. Writhing in her restraints she had to deal with the teasing sensations.

It seemed to comply in that she felt the trace of something hard along her sex. Bria's breath hitched. She whimpered then felt it push up into her. That girth parting those warm wet lips.

Slowly it advanced. She was given what she asked for yet there was no pleasure associated with the act. She could feel the pressure the movements brought. Even as the tempo increased there was nothing. Neither pain or pleasure but those thrusts got her body moving in counter to what it was doing.

On top of this that burning need only increased adding to her frustration. Kept on the brink it aroused her without bringing an end to her desires.

“I'LL BE GOOD!!! I'LL BE GOOD!!! I'LL BE GOOD!!!” She cried out again and again but there seemed to be no stopping this torment. Had she thought it through had it returned to pleasure that simply touch would send her spiraling over the edge.

Even if she saw something, a tool or object to assist her she wouldn't have been able to use her meager skills in telekinesis to move it toward her. Not that she had much practice and probably couldn't do so with a clear head.

Trembling within the tentacles embrace, she was slowly rocked with every thrust of the member deep in her body.. the pressure of course felt with every thrust, but the pleasure not there from that deep peneration.

The teaseing sensation would continue over her nipples as she was used thoroughly on her hands and knees. That rough tongue feeling continue to drag over her nibbles.. just dragging out the pleasure she was forced to feel from the tight embrace of the living latex.

This use of her would continue for some time.. despite her crying out and begging to be a good girl... it would take a moment to realize that before her... different boxes of words would have appeared within the latex.. even as she finished reading the pair.. 2 rubbed rubber cocks slowly extended out of the floor under each set of the words..

First box.." You may have your release right now, but going forward will have earned you restraint"

second box "Staying pleasured.. with no release will let you forward but hours you shall have to wait"

Each of the members seemed to throb near the choices.. almost calling out to be licked depending on ones choice, in one hand.. she could have her release right now it seemed to say.. but something about restraight going forward.. but then if she thought she could handle being teased with no release... then she might be allowed to leave after hours? Not really much of a choice.. but one non the less.

“Good Gawd!” Bria was at her wits end. Forever frustrated by the living latex as it pushed up inside her. She felt the motions, the force pressing her upward but felt nothing else. No pleasure. No pain.

Her breasts tingled. The only joy she felt as they were stimulated. That sensation kept her aroused but didn't bring her the relief that she craved.

She caught movement as two cocks erupted from the floor. Each pulsed with words beneath each. Eyes read the options a few times. It was a bit harder to process things given the state she was in. So it took some time for the words to sink in.

Restraint going forth? Stuck here for hours otherwise? Bria didn't know if she would be punished for not completing the rooms in a timely fashion. If she had more time to ponder it she would have concluded that it was time between making a selection between the choices offered.

Regardless, she didn't feel that she could manage to endure this for another five minutes let alone that long. She didn't give thought to what that restraint was. Making her choice she felt as if she had to suck on one of these cocks. Scooting and stretching as best as she could Bria's lips parted around the first one. So eager was she for some relief that she took it deeper than she could tolerate. Gagging around it. Her next sucks were more tolerable taking what she could manage unless the cock moved or did something unexpected. If stationary she would find her rhythm as her lips tighten around it and she began bobbing up and down that length. Unable to move her hands enough to get into the fray she'd have to work with what she had.