Chapter 17: On Her Knees

The conditioning that I wished to achieve in the next phases of Helena's preparation was somewhat more ambitious than I had achieved with earlier projects. In those cases it had been merely sufficient to develop an acceptance of oral service as part of the woman's required repertoire of sexual skills. In Helena's case I needed not only to develop acceptance but also the taste to enthusiastically apply herself in such matters.

She was resistant at first. "I gave up sucking cock when I got out of the figging East End," was her starting position. "What's the fucking point of a dick in me mouth? How's that supposed to be any fucking fun?"

I ignored her objections and started the process by re-introducing Helena to sessions on the Orrery. Now, though, a simulated membrum virile was attached to the head frame such that it would penetrate, throb and pulse within her mouth. By synchronising the actions of the facsimile penis with those of her anal plug I was able to establish a simple Skinnerian[1] response. As a result, when Helena was presented with the device her lips would instinctively part and she would begin salivating. From that I was sure it would prove to be a relatively simple matter to transfer her fetishised conditioning to a flesh and blood penis; in the first instance my own.

I should have known that such an assumption was likely to prove unfounded. The "relatively simple matter" turned into a challenge as soon as I brought Helena from her cage on the morning after her third day of Orerry sessions to start her first sessions with my own member in her mouth and a smaller, clockwork-driven anal plug whose motions were controlled by a cable that I was holding in.

In fairness, Helena tried to adapt to the change. The difficulty was that she found it difficult to cope with the unpredictable swelling and flexing of a real life penis.

"Can't you keep that fucking nudger of yours in one place! How am I supposed to do anything with it if you're bucking and twitching like a donkey with thistles under 'is saddle." Helena was kneeling on the floor of the cellar room, her wrists cuffed behind her back. Dressed in a simple black dress, her dark hair pulled back and fastened behind her head, she looked demure but her manner was anything but submissive. "I hope your Prince is a bit easier to manage, I can't be fucking having with this!"

Frankly, I found Helena's continued haranguing wearisome. It made it difficult for me to concentrate on the work in hand and quite took away any pleasure that might have been derived from the exercise. I also found it difficult to concentrate on the adjustments I need to make to trigger the actions of her anal plug. Fortunately Aristides Poloi came to my rescue with a suggestion that allowed me to concentrate on the task in hand without Helena's constant carping.

The device Poloi proposed had been developed by a Doctor Whitehead. I suspect his primary objective in developing it was not the purpose to which I was putting it but it proved most suitable. It had a tubular metal frame that fitted across the mouth. Levers and ratchets at either side allowed the mouth to be forced open and held there. With her upper and lower jaw held apart, Helena was of course unable to speak but I had free access to her mouth and throat. It was sufficient to provide a starting point.

After a few sessions with the Whitehead Gag in place, Helena became acclimatised to the unpredictable nature of human flesh and, deprived as she was of intelligible speech, stopped trying to complain about the tasks she was being put through. In my turn I was able to develop my own skills in switching her anal plug on and off at the most appropriate point.

Such was our joint progress that I felt able to free her hands from behind her back in order that she could combine the attentions of her fingers and her mouth. She soon realised that by careful combination of lips, throat, tongue and fingers on the genital area a progressive state of arousal for the male could be realised, with the consequent beneficial effect on her own penetration.

On our third session I was able to synchronise events so that my own climax was accompanied by her own, induced by the anal stimulator. My cock spat cum across her face and into her mouth. To my approval, with her own orgasmic gasps, she gulped it down.

It was the first of a series of sessions which I found myself only too happy to continue with. Her technique developed and so, I must confess, did my enthusiasm for continuing the development of her skills.