A Gilded Cage

"I... I..."

He raised an eyebrow and said, "Do you trust me?"

"Yes, I trust you." The words flew from her mouth but did nothing to beat back the voice.

"I... won't..."

"Everything I say is true, you need this training."

"Yes, everything you say is true, I need this training." She responded as the voice grew louder.

"N... no... I... don't..."

"Do you want to go back to the white expanse?"

The voice screamed and shattered in to a million pieces.

She grabbed the dildo, "No mentor. Anything but that. I trust you. I need you. I oooooooobey you!" she cried out as she pushed the dildo in to her pussy and the euphoria overwhelmed her.

Chapter 4 - A New Perch

Dianica walked in to the training room and didn't know what to do, she looked at her mentor with a confused look on her face.

The room was empty except for a single piece of furniture in the middle of the room. At least she assumed it was furniture of some kind.

It was made of chromed metal and was mounted on a tripod base. Its main structure was a single piece of metal that arched up, starting wide at the base and then narrowing as it reached its summit.

There were several holes along it's length. Mounted to the top side of the arch, just above the tripod base, was a metal seat. In front of the seat were two round struts that came out, one from each side and below them a large round pipe that was several feet long. At the top of the arch was some kind of head rest but she couldn't quite figure out how it might be used.

"Sit in the seat." He said.

She approached the device and sat down, facing away from the arch and tried to lean back to the headrest.

"No, turn around the other way."

She stood back up and turned around, sitting in the seat.

"Now hook your legs over those posts and place your feet on the tube below it."

She did so and waited for more instructions.

"Now lean forward and rest your chin on the top there. Good, now get as close to the arch with your body as you can. And finally grasp your hands behind your back at the elbows."

She pushed herself as far forward as she could, her exposed breasts hanging at the sides of the arch, here knees coming up just below them, her head held level by the chin rest and her ass being pushed up in to the air as a result.

The rest of the day was spent trying to hold her position, each time she relaxed slightly her mentor would correct her and she'd fix her mistake.

After several hours he commanded her to get up and took her out the door on the other side of the room, she hadn't even seen it as she had been so fixated on the device when she had come in.

As they entered she immediately felt relived as she instantly recognized it as her regular training room. Well almost, the pedestal was gone and the stationary bike and treadmill were both different.

The stationary bike no longer had a seat and the treadmill had a tennis ball hanging down from the ceiling in front of it.

He pointed at the chair and she quickly took her position, taking the dildo in one hand and grasping her breast with the other.

Once she was done with the couch, she approached the stationary bike and stepped on to it. Without a seat it was more difficult to stay on the pedals with her stiletto ballet shoes, but after a little while she got the hang of it and continued her workout.

Getting on the treadmill, she started the automated program that varied the speed and incline and started to jog.

"Keep your nose in contact with the tennis ball."

She sped up her jog slightly until her nose touched the ball and then continued. It was difficult to maintain contact and she lost it several times but by the end of her session she was getting better at it.

******

Dianica walked confidently in to the room, it had been a week of training in the posture chair and she'd managed to keep her form for the last two days without any correction.

She walked behind her mentor and he waved her to the chair, but it was different today, the seat had a dildo attached to it.

She stepped up to the device and position herself over the dildo before sliding down on to it. She then hooked her legs over the posts and took her position.

The distraction of the dildo made it harder for her to concentrate but she focused and maintained her pose until she was released.

He then led her in to the training room and she also noticed the changes that had happened there.

The couch had been replaced by a wooden horse that had several straps attached to it. The chair looked the same but the bike and treadmill had been altered again.

The bike still had no seat, but instead there was a dildo where the shaft had been. Likewise, the tennis ball had been replaced by another dildo that was hung horizontally so the tip was pointed directly at her.

Without hesitation she took her position in the chair and started her training.

When she finished in the chair he had to help her get strapped in to the wooden horse, it was only after that she noticed the other device behind the horse. He wheeled it around behind her and pushed the mechanical dildo in to her pussy and then started it up. In moved in and out in a consistent rhythm until he changed the speed. Faster, slower, faster... he kept changing it throughout her training.

She pulled herself up from the horse and took her place on the bike, she lowered herself on to the dildo and started to peddle. It didn't provide any support for her but like the device on the horse, as the program of the bike increased and decreased the difficulty of the ride, the dildo moved faster or slower in and out of her.

Finally, she mounted the tread mill and placed the tip of the dildo to her nose as she started her jog.

She heard a slight chuckle, "That's not quite right Dianica, put it to your lips."

She hurriedly repositioned it and continued to jog as the wave of euphoria rushed across her body.

******

Dianica felt the vibrator in her pussy buzzing like there was no tomorrow but focused on maintaining her posture. After a week of training with the basic dildo of the posture chair, it had been replaced with the vibrating model that was now stuffed deep in her three days ago. Its constant distraction had made a mess of her perfect posture the first two days but she was determined not to let it get the best of her today.

When it finally stopped, her orgasm shook her entire body but she never lost her pose.

******

Johnathan watched on the monitor and was impressed at Dianica's stamina, sure she was a superhero and in phenomenal shape, but she wasn't an alien or anything. She was still just a human being, though obviously a very motivated one now and she was putting everything she had in to conforming to the shape of the posture chair.

He flipped through a couple of the different angles and checked to make sure there were no gaps. When he was satisfied he switched back to a longer view on the monitor. He was impressed how much the pose the chair forced her in to gave the impression of a bird sitting on a perch. Her legs push up under her, her ass pushed up like plumage and her breasts forced out in front of her.

He was sure the client would be quite happy with the effect.

He'd have to give her a few more days to make sure she'd mastered it, but he was pretty sure she was ready for the next phase of the program.

******

Dianica waited for the vibrator to start as she sat in the posture chain, reach to start her training for the day, but instead her mentor walked in front of her.

"Open wide." He said.

She did so and he placed something between her teeth.

"Close."

She bit down on whatever it was and her lips formed around it, forcing them out over it, not letting them touch together.

"Breath in and out."

She took a breath; it was slightly constricted by the device but she managed to get a good deep breath none the less.

She exhaled and the device let out a high pitched chirping sound. It sounded just like a song bird.

She did it again and after a few times found she could change the sound by how hard she exhaled.

If she exhaled very slowly and gently, it made no sound at all.

Then the vibrator started up and she focused on that instead, the constant chirping as she exhaled distracted her but she remained steady and in control.

It took her several days of training with it to control her breathing so it didn't make any noise, but once she had she found something new to focus on. Very faint in the background, she could just make out a melody of bird songs playing.

She listened carefully and started to copy them as a way to distract her from the vibrators constant attack.

******

Johnathan listened to Dianica chirp in time with the faint song that was playing as she had been for the last week. The song in turn was playing in time with the vibrator, though he doubted she had realized that.

Today would be the first day he didn't remove the whistle from her mouth after her time in the posture chair. After today, she'd never say another word again, just whistle.

The only time she'd take it out would be to eat and clean the whistle and her mouth.

******

Dianica chirped out the song like she had for the last week, it started slow and steady and rose to a crescendo and the vibrator brought her to orgasm every time.

She hadn't noticed a few days ago when the faint melody in the background had disappeared, she didn't need it any more, she knew the song by heart.

As her chirps came faster and faster, she neared her orgasm, but today the vibrator stopped just before it. She continued to chirp and her body crested as her song did and her orgasm washed over her none the less.

She looked up to she her mentor standing above her, a smile on his face. He reached down and stroked the side of her face, "That's a good girl."

The second orgasm was as good as the first.

******

Dianica hung over the wooden horse as her mentor strapped her in. As always he rolled the machine around behind her and lined it up.

Unlike every other time though, today, she felt it press against her sphincter. She felt the cool lube that was spread over it and then it pushed against her back door as he manually cranked it over.

She let out a shrill chirp, followed by another one as it entered her and then pulled most of the way back out.

He repeated the process manually several times as she let out chirp after chirp, until finally she heard a familiar faint song being played. She focused on it and it lasted only a few bars but it was enough to start her singing the song she had done so many times.

She didn't notice him turn the machine on to automatic, nor did she notice it had the same pattern as the vibrator in the posture chair.

She sang her song as the machine did it's work and as the machine sped up and she reached the crescendo of her song and her body orgasmed just like it always did, the mechanical dildo buried deep in her ass.

******

Johnathan reviewed the tape of Dianica on the wooden horse, it was the fifth day of it penetrating her ass. She was chirping away at her song but it was clearly not yet completely imprinted on her.

Today had been the first day he hadn't had to prompt her with the music so it would take a few more sessions before she fully imprinted to the idea that anal sex was as good as vaginal. But she'd get there, he had no doubt of that.

She hadn't shown a single sign of rejection since the first time he'd handed her a dildo and all the readouts confirmed it.

Once she was done with the wooden horse, they'd be able to move on to the final phase.

He looked over to the tech/henchman beside him, "Prep the room for the final phase in five days."

"Yes sir."

Chapter 5 - New Plumage

Dianica let the pleasure of the dildo in her ass wash over her as she happily chirped her song. When she came she pulled against the straps as her body spasmed from the pleasure.

After her mentor had released her bonds, she quickly moved to the stationary bike and then on to the treadmill to complete her training for the day.

A good night's sleep followed and her routine started the next morning as always.

She put on her uniform and took her place on her bed, head bowed, hands clasped, waiting for her training to begin.

When the door opened and he stepped in, she remained still until he spoke.

"And how are you this morning?"

She chirped out a jaunty series of notes to tell him she was happy and ready.

"Good, follow me then."

She stood and followed behind him as he walked out of the door and turned left. She followed but was confused, she was sure yesterday the hallway had only lead down to the posture chair, there was no left turn to make.

But she didn't worry about it and followed him down a hallway that turned right after a while and then opened up to a new room.

In the center was gurney with lights all around it. There were several other people in the room, all in medical attire and masks.

"Get undressed."

She pulled her barely there latex jacket off, pealed her primary uniform off and down her legs and then finally removed her ballet stilettos.

She stood still her head down, until one of the men in the masks came over with a marker and started drawing lines on her chest. When he placed a finger below her chin and lifted, she tilted her head up.

"Open up." the man said.

She did and he grabbed her whistle and pulled it out of her mouth.

"Close."

She closed her mouth and he started to mark up her face and neck as well.

"Up and on the gurney." He said when he was finished.

She hopped up on to it and laid back as the man sitting at the head of the gurney stood up and took her arm. He found a vain and plunged a needle in to it and then started an IV drip.

Moments later blackness engulfed her and she was so happy it wasn't white.

******

Johnathan watched as the bandaged body of Dianica was wheeled out of the operating room and back to her bed.

"Everything go as planned doc?"

"No problems at all. I suspect she'll be up and around in a couple of days."

"Days? Don't you mean weeks?"

"No, while I was working on her, her body kept trying to heal up before I was done. I had to make several incisions twice. She might not be in the class of some of the other hero's, but I guess any superhero is going to have better powers of recovery than a normal human."

"That's unexpected, but definitely a bonus. When's your flight out?"

"Tomorrow, I have another patient to see before I go, a pro bono case I'm doing."

"Not as lucrative as this one, that's for sure."

"No, but good cover for why I'm in the city none the less.

I'd suggest you keep her sedated while she recovers, its only for a day or two after all."

"Thanks, I'll do that."

******

Dianica woke up in her bed and her entire body ached. And not the ache she'd felt the first few times after her mentor had introduced a new training regiment, no it was different than that.

She rolled out of bed and looked down at her massive breasts, they were round and high on her chest. She reached up and squeezed them and while tender, they felt amazing.

She let out a chirp of pleasure, but nothing happened. She reached up to her mouth and realized her whistle wasn't there.

She felt her lips and found them swollen and tender as well.

She looked for her whistle but could not find it anywhere and quickly realized if she didn't get dressed she'd be late for training.

The whistle would have to wait. She grabbed her uniform and slipped it on. As she slid it up over her waist she clasped her hands around herself and again found there to be some tenderness.

She placed her jacket on before lacing up her ballet stilettos. Only then did she realize her choker was missing as well.

She managed to finish just in time before her mentor entered her room.

"Good morning, how are you feeling today?"

She looked up at his with near panic in her eyes as she pointed to her open mouth.

"Oh, yes, your whistle. Don't worry, I've given you a better one."

She half smiled, trusting him to tell her about her better whistle but still feeling empty without it.

He brought his hands that had been behind his back in front of him and it them was her choker.

"This isn't the same choker as you had yesterday though, its your new whistle as well." He said as he wrapped it around her neck and secured it in place.

"Give it a try."

Dianica didn't understand how it was a whistle, but it didn't matter, if he said it was she believed him.

She inhaled and then exhaled and her chirps filled the room. Her face beamed with joy as she played her morning happy song for him.

When she was done she bowed her head once more and was confronted by her inflated breasts, she started to look back up again.

"But don't worry, that's all that changed, everything else is exactly the same as yesterday."

Dianica returned her head down and breathed a sigh of relief, knowing nothing else had changed.

******

Dianica followed her mentor in to the posture room and immediately noticed the change. The chair was encircled by a wall of metal bars with only a small hinged door to get through them.

Her mentor walked up to the door and opened it for her and she walked in, taking her position on the posture chair. Her massive round breasts engulfing the arch structure and touched each other on the other side.

That was when she noticed something else attached to the bars. Just to her right a large water bottle hung from them, with a spout coming out of the bottom of it.

She didn't have much time to think about it as the vibrator started up and she focused on her training.

After her training was finished she stood up and walked towards the door where her mentor waited. Before she reached him he said "Go over to the water and take a drink."

She chirped her agreement and walked to the water, the spout, which was another dildo, was lower down and she squatted down to reach it. As she did so she realized it was at the perfect height for her to take the same position as in the posture chair and so she did so.

She wrapped her lips around the it but nothing happened. She probed it with her tongue but still no water came out.

Without thinking and her lips still firmly around the spout, she chirped out a questioning song, and immediately realized why her new whistle was better than her old one.

Just as she was about to take her lips from it, she heard faint melody, just a few bars and she picked it up and started to chirp it out.

As she did so, she pushed herself up and down on the dildo, in time with the rise and fall of the melody until she reached the crescendo and the water flowed down her throat as her orgasm came over her.

******

Dianica finished her shower and was preparing for bed when she heard the door open and her mentor enter.

She looked to the bed but it was too far away and so she dropped to her knees and bowed her head.

"Get dressed, time for more training."

Dianica quickly grabbed her uniform and put it on, eager to continue her training.

He led her in to the posture chair room but unlike her previous training sessions it was dark, with only a single pot light shining down by the water bottle that had been installed a week ago.

He held open the door and she entered it, taking her position on the chair and waiting for the vibrator to start.

This time, it stayed silent.

He closed the door and walked out of the room, leaving her alone.

She had never trained alone before and she wasn't sure what to do, so she remained in the chair, until finally sleep overtook her.

******

Dianica woke up with a start as the lights came on and the vibrator started up, she was still in the posture chair and she started to chirp her song in time with the vibrator.