Story: SlutGPT, Part 2

Chapters:
One

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When Lucia woke up, she hurt all over.  Her tits and pussy ached, and so did her wrists, thighs, jaw, tongue, and, for some reason, her right ear.

To add to her distress, she was nude, and uncovered, and in a different room to where she had fallen asleep.  She was in what appeared to be a hospital bed, and when she tried to move, she found that she was strapped in place.  There was what felt like a thin metal collar around her neck.

“Hello?” she called out.  “Hello?”

After a short wait, the door of the room entered, and Professor Hancrow came in.

“Ah, Lucia, you’re awake,” he said.  “Good girl.”

“Professor?” she said.  “What is this?  What happened?”

“Well, you’ve completed the second day that you signed up for,” said the professor.  “Shortly I’ll release you and you’ll be free to go.”

“What… why am I in this bed?” asked Lucia.  “Why do I hurt?”

“You’ve had several very minor surgical procedures under anaesthetic,” said Professor Hancrow.  “Nothing extreme.  We’ve put some very minor sensors in your limbs, for starters.”

“Sensors?” asked Lucia.  She wanted to look at the places where she hurt to see what had happened, but she couldn’t.

“Yes,” said the professor.  “They’re to let the system know what your body is doing.  And we’ve planted some stimulators alongside the nerves in your breasts and just behind your clitoris.”

“I don’t understand,” said Lucia.

“I know,” said the professor, “but it will be clear soon.  Lastly, we put a micro-speaker in your right ear.  These are all charged by bio-electricity – your natural chemicals and movement – so they’ll never run out of battery.  Very clever, really.”

“Please, professor,” said Lucia.  “I’m scared.  Tell me what’s going on.”

“Well, you see, Lucia,” said the professor, “when I was younger I spent a lot of time investigating methods of mind control.  I had a dream of mind-controlling women to be my slaves.  Very juvenile, I know. But unfortunately what I learned was that mind control was pure science fiction.  The human brain is just too complicated to control with any precision.  Brainwashing is a rough instrument.  Hypnosis is very limited.  It just can’t be done.”

He laughed.

“But luckily, technology has advanced, and I’ve come up with a kind of… short-cut,” he said.  “Not controlling the mind but merely… cutting it out of the loop.  With the aid of AI.”

He held a small black box in his hand, and he pointed this now at Lucia.

“I’m going to activate the system now, Lucia,” he said.  And he pressed a button on the box.

Lucia felt a tingle in her body – but nothing else.

“Now, Lucia,” said the doctor.  “How are you feeling?”

And suddenly a voice was speaking in Lucia’s ear.  Not *into* her ear – but literally inside her ear.  It sounded loud to Lucia but she suspected it wasn’t audible anywhere outside her body.

And not just any voice – it was her *own* voice.

It said, “I’m feeling fine, sir.”

Lucia just sat there in shock – and then a moment later she screamed.  It felt like the nerves in her breasts and clitoris were on fire!  She strained at her restraints and thrashed.

“You’re hearing a voice in your ear, aren’t you, Lucia?” said the doctor.  “You should repeat the words that it says.”

The voice in her ear spoke again.  “Yes, doctor, I’m so sorry for being a stupid bitch.”

Lucia didn’t want to say that.  She pulled again at her restraints – and a moment later she screamed again as another flare of pain went through her private areas.

“It will continue until you comply, Lucia,” said Professor Hancrow.  “Please repeat the words you are hearing.”

The voice spoke.  “Yes, of course, doctor, I’m such a silly slut.”

Lucia intended to repeat the words this time – but it took her mind just a little too long to accept that she was really going to call herself a slut, and before she could actually speak, the pain flared again.

She felt herself starting to cry.  She had never felt pain like this – let alone in her tits and pussy.

“Yes, of course, doctor,” she babbled.  “I’m such a silly slut.”

“That’s all right, Lucia,” said the doctor.  “A girl with tits like yours can’t help being fairly stupid.”

“Of course, doctor,” said the voice in her ear.  “Would you like to slap my tits to punish them?”

Lucia was too slow again, and received another agonising zap.

“Of course, doctor!” said Lucia, almost yelling.  “Would you like to slap my tits to punish them?”

Professor Hancrow laughed.

“Not today, Lucia,” he said.  “Let’s give them a couple of days to heal before we have fun with them, shall we?  But would you have any problem with me putting my dick in your mouth?”

The voice spoke in Lucia’s ear, and Lucia raced to say the words as soon as she heard them, desperate to avoid another shock.

“Of course not, Professor,” she said.  “That’s what my mouth is good for.”

And then another voice in her ear – and it made her jump, because it wasn’t her voice, but rather her father’s!  

It said, “Open your mouth, baby.”

She opened her mouth, wondering if she was supposed to repeat this command out loud – and Professor Hancrow took his cock out of his pants and popped it into her mouth.

“Good slut,” he said.  “The AI won’t try and get you to respond to what I’m saying now, because the very small sensors in your jaw and tongue can tell that your mouth is occupied.  Just be a good girl and suck.”

And the AI voice spoke in her ear.  “Be a good girl and suck, baby.”  In her father’s voice.

Restrained, Lucia had no choice but to suck the doctor’s dick.  It was the first time she had had a dick in her mouth – and in fact the first time she had had a cock in any part of her body.  Her virginity had always been a source of mixed shame and pride to her, the result of a deliberate decision to not offer her body to any man who didn’t deserve her – but now she had no choice about pleasuring the dick of Professor Hancrow.

“As you can probably tell by now,” said the Professor, as he fucked her mouth, “we’ve hooked you up to a large language model.  It can tell what’s happening to you via the sensors in your body and the camera on the collar you’re wearing.  It has been fed with an initial prompt to respond to all conversation from the perspective of an eager slut who is devoted to the sexual pleasure of men, and who wants to encourage men to sexually objectify her, abuse her, rape her, humiliate her, disrespect her and ignore her consent, and who believes that women neither have nor deserve rights.”

He grabbed Lucia’s hair so he could fuck her mouth harder.  Lucia made an incoherent moan around her mouthful of dick.

“All you have to do is repeat any words spoken in your own voice,” he said.  “If you try to say words that you haven’t been told to say, you’ll get a shock.  If you don’t repeat the words you’re given, you’ll get a shock.  The stimulators are directly connected to your nerves, so they’re quite effective.”

He paused in fucking her, and then said, “Oh, sorry – I haven’t turned on the positive reinforcement.”

He took out the black box and pressed another button.  Lucia squealed around her mouthful of cock – but it was a squeal of surprise, not pain.  Warm waves of pleasure were beginning to radiate through her pussy and tits, like nothing she had ever experienced.  They weren’t overwhelming – they were kind of background noise – but they were strange and distracting.

“Nice, isn’t it?” said Professor Hancrow, fucking her mouth once more.  “You’ll feel that whenever the AI thinks you’re being treated like a sex object, or when you’re looking at another woman being treated that way.  Just a little encouragement to be a good girl.”

He gave her a light slap on the cheek – seemingly for his own pleasure – and began to facefuck her even harder.

“You may have also heard words in a male voice,” said the professor.  “We used the samples of men in your life that you brought us to create this.  It’s important that when you hear instructions in a male voice, you obey – whether they’re coming from inside your head or somewhere else.  You’ll get a shock if the AI thinks you’re disobeying an instruction that came from a male.  We think, given time, that the system will help you bypass the rational part of your brain entirely when you hear a command in a male voice.”

“When I’m done with your face,” said the professor, “I’m going to release you and send you home.  I recommend you stay home, and stay off the internet and phone, for two days ,while you heal.  After that, you should resume your normal life.  If you don’t, the AI will prompt you to seek out interactions and punish you if you disobey.  You should find your new life to be very interesting.  And you’ll return here twice a week so I can check on your progress and fuck you.”

And with that, Hancrow was cumming, flooding Lucia’s mouth with sperm.

“Swallow, baby,” said her father’s voice in her ear.

Lucia obeyed.

When he pulled out, there were more words for her, in her own voice.

“Thank you so much for using my mouth, Professor,” she said, quickly, repeating what she heard.  “I love being degraded like that.”

True to his word, the Professor released her from the bed, and returned her clothes and possessions.  He called her a ride, and instructed the driver to not speak to Lucia.  Before long, Lucia was home – sore, humiliated, and scared of what the future would bring.

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She spent two days at home, as the Professor had recommended.  It wasn’t so much that she wanted to obey him as that she was scared of going out in the world in her current condition.

When she looked at herself in a mirror, she couldn’t see the marks of surgery.  The professor had been very skilled.  She could also see that the collar on her throat was a slim, elegant, band of silver, with what appeared to be a small gem centred on her throat. She guessed, from what the professor had said that it was actually a camera. She also found that the collar had no catch or latch, or any apparent way to remove it, and that it was quite strong – certainly stronger than her household scissors could cut.

She was also able to verify the professor’s threat that she would not be able to say any words that she hadn’t been given by the AI.  She could moan, and gasp, and make distressed sounds, but if produced anything like words, she received the horrible shock.  Interestingly, humming identifiable music, even without words, produced the same result.

In defiance of the professor’s advice, she *did* go online.  She tried to message her friend Alex and tell him about what had happened to her, but as soon as she opened the messaging app, she heard a voice in her head.  This time it was Alex’s own voice – he was one of the men she had obtained sound samples from.

“Turn it off, babe,” said the voice.  “You don’t need to type anything.”

She started to type anyway – and then screamed as the shock hit her.  And then another shock, immediately after the first.

She flung her phone away from her and fell to the floor, sobbing.

She had to accept the truth, as it was now becoming obvious.

She was totally at the mercy of the AI.

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