Chapter 10: Drax’s Trick

My boredom only helps Nico in his task. The very submission he is trying to imprint on my mind is being aided by my yearning for mental stimulus. If I obey, I’m rewarded; if I don’t then I suffer more hours of mind-numbing boredom. The collar and fetters only serve to focus my desperation. My own weakened state is helping the Briniates cause.

There are flaws in Alejo’s plan. The correct sequence of torment to achieve total submission isn’t a matter of following a simple set of instructions. And even if Alejo succeeds in gaining my total submission, my life’s experiences may weaken his imposition over time. His hold over me may only be temporary.

Although skilful, Nico’s use of the collar’s studs is not as effective as Drax’s torments. Whereas Drax is able to combine the studs into generating widespread lingering pain, Nico’s efforts are far more disjointed. Nico achieves something similar to what I experienced in Quenier. Sure, it’s unpleasant and eventually it achieves its goal, but then, being tormented into submission is never a bed of roses. Even his use of a potion to affect my senses appears to be random in its effect. My senses tingle at the result, but I’m a long way from surrendering my freewill.

“You have a strong natural resistance,” concedes Nico after an hour of seemingly fruitless efforts. “I’m sorry, but we must try another way. Stand up and face the cage.”

Nico must have anticipated failure as he has an alternative plan in reserve. I struggle to my feet, careful not to reveal the true extent of his failure. I face the cage as Nico demands and wait for whatever is to happen next. To my horror I realise Nico merely needed time for the potion to take full effect. An aphrodisiac! It’s the most effective weapon against me in the Briniates arsenal. My loins were already stirring even before Nico told me to stand. In a few minutes I’ll be reduced to wantonness. I’ll become obedient to any demand that might offer me the chance of satisfying my burning sexual desire. I hate myself for being so weak, but there’s nothing I can do to prevent it.

However, I’m not certain what Nico hopes to achieve. Yesterday, Alejo had a clear goal when he used the aphrodisiac in his throne room. My uncontrollable desire for sexual release made me humiliate myself in front of Alejo and his court. There’s no audience today. Being degraded in private serves no useful purpose at all.

My musing is brought to an abrupt end when Drax appears. He has a whip held in his hand. Nico and Drax study me carefully as my state of arousal mounts. Soon I’ll be unable to prevent my hands from making a futile attempt to overcome the confinement of my chastity belt. Even Drax’s presence can’t stop my mounting desire. Once again the swelling bulge in his pants betrays his lust for my body. That only fuels my mounting desire.