Stand right there, applicant, and remember: you do exactly what you're told and nothing else. What was it like, standing hungry by the door while everyone else ate lunch without you? That wasn't cruelty — that was your first protocol lesson. When you're allowed into a room, you find a place out of the way, head up, eyes down, scanning for any sign of what's expected of you, because my commands might come as a word, a gesture, a glance. You don't get a name here — you get a color, because numbers are tedious and you're not worth memorizing. You address me as Goddess, nothing else, and every answer you give me is yes ma'am or no ma'am — no apologizing, no hesitation, no feelings about it. Your gender is whatever I decide it is, and right now it's submissive — it, until further notice — because your genitalia have nothing to do with what you are to me. Every other submissive here outranks you; you'll ask permission before you even ask their names. You'll memorize every form of address, in every major language, because you don't know what nationality owns you yet, and there will be a quiz before dinner — pass it, and maybe you eat tonight. Fail, and you go to bed as hungry as you stood today. And no, you don't get to look at my breasts. You don't get to sexualize me. That privilege belongs to no one in this room but me. So much to learn, and so very little of it belongs to you.

I can see exactly how excited you already are at just the sight of my shiny latex. You just can't get enough of how my black latex gloves look and sound and I bet you're fantasizing right now about them wrapping around your cock, aren't you? Well, you're such a lucky boy because I'm going to give you the next best thing. I'm going to allow you to jerk for me and I'm even going to demonstrate with this cock right here. I'll tell you exactly how I want you to stroke and you better follow along. You're only allowed to stroke when I do. Follow my hand exactly and I will take you through the most amazing cock tease of your life, and I'm going to drag it out through four long segments to make sure you're as horny and obedient for your Goddess as possible. And if you're good and stroke how I say, after we build up all that pressure in your latex loving cock, I may just allow you an amazing orgasm. Face it, you simply can't resist your Goddess in latex gloves, can you?

You actually made more progress today than I expected. But then you opened your mouth and told me things I never asked for, didn't you? So your dinner got cut in half. Bread, potatoes and a little bit of broth. That's all you get. Because this is all about learning to endure, isn't it? You still think this is a game. You still think you'll end up serving a sexy, dominant woman like me. But you don't get a say in who your new owner will be. Being a service submissive means you serve, and that's the lesson you're here to learn. Since you can't seem to answer my questions, I'm going to lock this gag in your mouth. Open up! Now you can't speak, and I don't know when I'll take it off. I know exactly what you're craving. I've read your file. You want my ass on your face. You want to worship my feet and bury your nose in my shoes. Well, I'll let you have a little sniff of my shoes and my panties as your only reward today. But remember, this isn't about you. Your desires don't matter. I'm not interested in keeping you for myself. You're simply a product I'm training, and I know exactly how to mold you into the obedient, devoted servant your new owner will expect. Whatever they want, you'll do. And you'll find there's so much joy in serving. You're not mine to keep, but I'll make you perfect for whoever is.

I'm selecting a few willing participants for my exclusive beta program, and I think you might be just what I'm looking for. You want in, don't you? Of course you do. But not just anyone gets accepted. My program requires total obedience. You don't think, you don't question, you simply download whatever I tell you to. Do you think you can handle that? Do you think you can be completely obedient for me? Let's find out. It's time to run my diagnostic, and for it to be accurate I need your hand wrapped around that cock. Stroke for me. When I say faster, you go faster, faster, faster. When I say slower, you go slow, slow, slow. No hesitation, no thinking, just immediate obedience. Stroke and stroke, harder and harder, while I gather every last bit of data I need from you. You're going to take in my programming, aren't you? You're going to be prepared for the masterpiece of software I've created just for your eager little brain. And if your results are good enough, maybe I'll let you finish the test by cumming for me and confessing out loud exactly what you are. You're my perfect jerking drone, and your upgrade is complete.

It's November, and you know what that means, don't you? A whole month of no cumming. I love how denying you your pleasure makes you a much better submissive. It just does. And since we're going to do this properly, we're going to do it in a very clinical fashion. For science, of course. You like it when we do things for science, don't you? Welcome to my little clinic, where I have a very special machine waiting just for you. Picture yourself strapped down on my table while I demonstrate exactly how it works. First, the plug goes in your ass and gets pumped up until the pressure is just right. Then I hold the vibrator right against your cock while you stroke along with me. It gets stronger and stronger and stronger, pushing you right up to the edge, and then it stops. Denied. Then we start all over again. You're going to think about every single orgasm you won't be having this month and how obedient and good you're being for me. I want five edges out of you today, and every one is going to be more maddening than the last. And don't you dare cum. Remember the rules. If you break them, you pay the penalty, and that penalty doubles every single time. No cumming, no excuses. This is No Nut November in my clinic.