The "cord" in her mouth continued to squirm a little as Saira unwittingly deep-throated the tendril. Suddenly the vibrating of the bondage horse intensified, vibrating a little harder against her soft pussy.

Alucard grinned, continuing to watch as the ministrations to Saira's tormented body increased; even the orbs chained to the woman's nipple clamps began to jump about more rapidly.

The change in vibration was very tangible to Saira! She squirmed some more and began arching her back, pain and pleasure practically united! She thrilled at the feeling of the clamps (even if it confused her), and ground herself into the horse. Alucard had succeeded, perhaps, in teaching her something.

...Whatever that might be.

Alucard chuckled as Saira arched her back, watching as the woman ground her cunt against the vibrating wedge. The "cord" whipped across her back once more, creating another welt on her vulnerable flesh.

Saira made another muffled (very much so since the cord in her mouth was making its way in deeper, much deeper) yelp as the cord cracked hard against her back! But at the same time she was moving with her hips, trying to get more out of that vibration. She was...

...Lost in the sensation.

The "cord" that had whipped its way across the young woman's back had left behind some of its slime on her sore welts. The slime contained a small mix of chemicals, including stimulants and aphrodisiacs, which began to slowly work on the student as the seconds passed. The bondage horse's vibrating began to slow down as Saira's arousal grew, as did the random jumping of the metal orbs. The only thing that remained constant as it worked on poor Saira was the "cord" in her mouth, simultaneously pleasuring her and urging the student to pleasure the tendril.

The slowdown was... perhaps a bit frustrating. Saira could feel the aphrodesiac working on her. She was... very familiar with those, yes. But even as she began to grind further against the ever-slowing horse, Saira felt frustrated. Why was she being given less?! Of course, her rational mind would know why... Too bad it wasn't exactly the strongest part of her right now.

So instead, the girl sucked down, sucked deeper. The cord was, right now, the best thing going... It made her think of the other times she sucked on something like that, and in the lust-filled haze she was slowly being worked into? That was a good thing.

As the student worked harder to pleasure the tendril in her mouth, the "cord" slowly began to leak the same fluid into Saira's eager mouth. It tasted sweet and flavorful, with perhaps a hint of apple to it. Releasing the warm, sticky liquid a few drops at a time, the "cord" pistoned deeper into Saira's mouth, eager to fuck the student's throat as the gear that stimulated her continued to slow down to a torturous pace.

Alucard could probably hear the muffled, strange near-whining sounds Saira was making, as she lapped up the juices and sucked on the cord. Why she was whining was made obvious by something else, though. Namely how she was grinding her body even harder into the horse, trying to rock around within her restraints to get back that pleasure.

...And it was only worse now that she was being made to need it. She did, too. Saira was beginning to strain against her rather thorough bonds, desperate to make some attempt to compensate for the weaker sensations. Even as in the back of her mind, she wondered what Alucard would eventually do...

Alucard watched the student become more and more desperate for pleasure. After another minute or so of this treatment, the tempo of the bondage horse and the floating, jerking orbs suddenly increased back to its previous intensity, the wedge throbbing and vibrating against Saira's pussy.

And, through the cord in her mouth, as loud as she could, Saira screamed! The sudden return of the powerful vibrations and the sharp, painful tugs overwhelmed her senses. But Saira's displeasure was long gone. She had already begun to take so much of the mixed plain and pleasure that she was beginning to fall into trancelike pseudo-masochistic lust, but... The aphrodesiac that was being pumped into her mouth took the girl the rest of the way.

Now she was writhing furiously, trying to milk the strong sensations for all they were worth...

Alucard grinned, enjoying the sight as the student attempted to get all she could from the painful and pleasurable sensations being inflicted upon her body. As Saira's own body bucked and writhed against the vibrating wedge, eager to heighten the feelings in her, the alien's tendril plunged a little deeper into Saira's mouth, beginning to fuck the student's throat. Although the amount of energy Alucard could absorb was significantly less outside one of its chambers, the alien would nonetheless appreciate Saira's orgasm when it finally came.

The cord going into her throat made Saira almost gag from the feeling, twitching and choking on it slightly! But... of course she wanted more, that much was clear. And with the vibrations and the clamps it was... getting to be too much. It took minutes still, but eventually.

Eventually.

Saira worked her way up to that first blissful release. She felt the feeling welling up in her body, then coursing through her entire being! She had no idea what Alucard was getting out of it - but every idea what she was...

With the tendril fucking Saira's throat, the "cord" could harvest a little energy from her when she climaxed. It was nowhere near what Alucard could get from her if it had worked her up properly inside one of its chambers, but after all, Alucard had plenty of time with her.

Chuckling darkly, the alien withdrew the tendril as Saira's orgasm subsided. "Not bad," Alucard said. "A good start to the fun we're going to have."

Saira could hear his words clearly, but was barely able to respond to them. The clamps were still tugging at her harshly, the wedge still vibrating under her. Her mind, basically, was under attack. And the aphrodesiac he had slipped into her through the cord had only served to increase the heady fog her thoughts were trapped in. The only reply, then, she could manage was...

"Mmmah... Start?..."

It was hard to tell to some extent, but the question itself was simple. Saira felt more like... she was at the midpoint, as far as long torments went. He had yet to abuse her excessively, much less personally (as personally as he could, she again didn't know much about Alucard) fuck her... so he couldn't be done. But... she felt like she had been through so much already! It terrified her to imagine that this was only a "start"...

"Quite so," Alucard replies. "Of course, if we're going to teach you your lesson properly, perhaps it'd be best if I helped you to understand just what that lesson is." Alucard placed a small metal hoop around Saira's ankle, the band tightening to fit her. The grey ring would prevent Saira from orgasming again; while she wore it, there would be a glass ceiling between the woman and the bliss of a climax, and she would be unable to break through it.