Julia ran her fingers over the smooth surface, looking for any cracks or imperfections that might hint at an exit.
Finding none, she sighed and turned her head towards to bed and the entrance to the bathroom, if you wanted to call it that. It didn’t have a door, just a corner to go around to find the toilet as well as a shower head, along with a few amenities.
Giving up, she walked back to the bed and sat down and tried to adjust the tight corset around her waist, to little effect.
She’d woken up three days ago… or at least three cycles of the lights ago, in this seemingly impossible room. Since then she’d search it many times trying to find some kind of exit. In between her searches she laid down and tried to remember how she’d arrived, but all she could remember was being at home in her apartment one moment, and waking up here the next.
She’d screamed at the top of her lungs for a while, which did nothing. She’d kicked at the walls, which only hurt her foot. And finally she’d just laid down and slept for a bit, which actually did something as when she woke up there was food and drink sitting beside her bed.
She had no idea how it came in each night, she’d tried to stay awake, but that seemed just as impossible as finding an exit. No matter how hard she’d tried she’d drifted off without even realizing it, only to wake the next morning when the lights came back on.
There was something else happening, other than the food that is, but she didn’t like to think too much about it.
She bit her lower lip and focused on keeping calm, keeping herself under control. At this point, anything else resulted in her fingers finding her pussy and not stopping until she orgasmed.
It was her libido, it was out of control. She’d started to feel it ramp up a few hours after she’d woken up the first day, but it had been getting steadily worse every since.
The only relief came when she orgasmed, and for a little while afterwards, she was satiated.
Her thoughts drifted away from her, her fingers found her pussy once more, and soon she was panting and rubbing and panting and moaning.
She felt the orgasm building, the release coming closer and closer, but something was different, instead of peaking it leveled off. She rubbed harder, pushing her fingers in deeper and deeper, but still no release came.
What was wrong? Why couldn’t she orgasms?
A thought crossed her mind, a terrible, horrible thought.
No… no it couldn’t be that.
She whimpered as she continued to finger herself, minutes passed, until she couldn’t take it any more and her lips parted and the words flowed out.
“Puh… puh… please command your sex bot cum Master.”
She didn’t know where the words had come from, somewhere deep in the recesses of her mind perhaps?
It didn’t matter, the orgasm crashed over her and she spasmed from the intensity of it until her eyes fluttered and blackness engulfed her.
Julia woke up some time later, a smile on her face, as she sat up on the bed and placed her hands in her lap, before looking up at the light coming from the ceiling.
How could she have been so oblivious?
The faint flicker of the light was so obvious now, speaking to her, telling her what she was, what was required of her.
The smile expanded across her face as she let it all in, eager for her owner to come and claim her.
