Prologue

My name is Ayame Minase, an all around everyday girl. But even though I say this, I'm a bit different from other girls. I truly love being embarrassed. Such as letting other people seeing me masturbate, even if I don't want to. Something that makes my body shiver from embarrassment. Like with naughty toys and such, y'know? It's the best way of making me aware of my perverted nature. My desire, so to speak, is to be messed up by a robotic machine until I weep and sob for forgiveness, without any honor or grace left in me. But I'd also be aware that it's just a machine, which would not grant any forgiveness. Things like "please forgive me" would be absolutely meaningless to it, even if I went completely insane. And despite doing such perverted things would be highly embarrassing, it would feel so good. This is what I desire. So much about me, but I don't have any experience with men. I'm not saying that I wouldn't want to. However, once I figured out that shyness masturbation had such a fascinating charm on me, regular sex didn't interest me very much anymore. So even though I've developed my body with toys so much, in a sense I'm still a virgin. Which reminds me of my development. I've done some splendid hardcore play sessions already. For example, 2 hours of enduring bondage to a teasing toy, and other stuff. Such as tightly chaining my body in an overly embarrassing pose, after I hid the key on top of a closet. The key would be released to the timer of my phone. At the time the alarm goes off, the vibrating phone would drop down, together with the key. This was my only method of escape. Ufufu, aren't I the clever girl? Was it hard coming up with that idea? Not much. That session was pretty good. I was always thinking "What if someone sees me masturbate like this?". This made my pussy twitch inside. But next, I want to have an even more embarrassing masturbation session, something that drives me completely crazy. As soon as I thought about that, I received a letter. Inside, it asked if I would like to become a tester for a product line called "Dream Machine". It was an invitation, so to say. According to this letter, I would be able to test a machine that could give me such a taste of torment, to experience the thorough feeling of embarrassment. The name of this product was "Shyness Torture Chair". A restraining chair with a very lewd posture, and the intent of relishing in torture. A description of the product was also enclosed inside. (The following explanation is censored by heavy cuts) It is time to showcase: "The Shyness Torture Chair" This is a dream machine, meant to simulate a torture experience. The torture comes in form of a quiz. Depending on the answer, the machine's system will decide whether or not to perform torture. In other words, if one gives a wrong answer or waits too long, it will give you a penalty in form of torture. The torture is specifically meant to cause arousal from shyness. The chair is designed to put emphasis on a restrained posture, by spreading open and highlighting the genital area. We believe, this can be grasped by simply looking at it. With whatever sexual stimulation this machine will penalize the user, be it vaginal, clitoral or to the nipples, - it will make her face drool with pleasure. With the - machine - observing her - the complete sense of embarrassment would be so deeply ingrained into her brain to make her snap, right? Perhaps you might be thinking, "Isn't it very difficult for - the user to - stop?" We thought of exactly the same thing. In this case, be rest assured. Escape from this torture is completely - possible. There is no timer. The torture duration all depends on the remaining questions left, of - As soon as all questions are - answered, she'll be - free. This is the perfect machine for me. And it even looks safe to use. But somehow, the description gave me an ominous feeling. I couldn't put my finger on it, but something about it felt odd. But despite the ominous feeling, the anticipation in my chest got the better of me. And so, I accepted the testing proposal.