It wasn't a matter of trepidation, it was simply a matter of time. This is what she signed up for, and even locked herself in. Any number of things could happen for the next hour, including adding another hour  – It all depended on how well she could contain herself to the random litany of sexual items about to attack her. Roya took a deep breath as the door to the 10-by-10 room shut with a hermetic hiss. With the room sealed, oxygen began steadily flowing into the room – Gently spiked with pheromones. 

Roya was naked, and kneeling upon a thickly padded black-rubber platform that was split wide down the middle – Forcing her to keep her knees spread at a 45-degree angle, but to combat fatigue, her upper body was self-locked into a harness. It resembled a parachute harness; padded straps wrapped around her upper thighs – Squeezing upon the inside - And even more around her torso. It had the same grips as a parachute harness as well, but her wrists were locked to them by her own will – Keeping her hands trapped and out of the way. Of course, this provided an extra layer of safety if she had an emergency, but Roya was confident, and the prize would fulfill her rubber dreams. Otherwise, she could pull the left grip three times, and then the right grip three times – It would stop everything, and open the door back up – It was all completely up to her. 

The 'Church of Lust' was very secretive, but once a year, they would have an out-reach event. And every year, hundreds would inevitably be drawn to it by one social media platform or another. It was never at the same time or the same place, because those who actively contributed online would get to vote on where (and at what time) to hold the annual event, and it never seemed to be in the same town twice. Event staff was always covered head-to-toe in extensive Nun-like latex outfits – Often with hoods, masks, or gas-masks. Despite the fact that hundreds of people would confirm attending the event every year, there were no actual photos or documentation of any previous event.

Roya shuddered as a warm dildo pressed up and slowly penetrated her exposed pink folds. Her heated arousal eased the solid black toy inside her, and drew out a lustful moan as it filled her with little ceremony. It pulled out as slowly as it had forced its way in again – Only to pull back out, and work its way into a rhythm. It was on the slower side, but that helped Roya get more than comfortable, and accept it. After fifteen agonising minutes, she started trying to ride the dildo harder and harder. The faster she tried to ride it, the slower and more shallow it would pump! It was frustrating her to no end, especially as her body felt increasingly warm from the semi-forced arousal. 

A second dildo head started pressing up against her ass as she reached a frustration peak with the one half-buried in her cunt – There was no doubt she was trying to cum, but it seemed like the harder she tried, the further away her climax was. Rolling her hips back and mounting the second dildo, Roya wantonly pressed downwards onto both – More and more desperately seeking an orgasm. Once relaxed, she was able to take both dildos, but they continued to lazily thrust into her holes. She even gave up trying to press harder into them, and simply let them go to town on her, but it was even more frustrating. Roya  had even started practicing anal for the first time in her life for this 'test', and yet here she was – Spread wide, double stuffed by eight-inch rubber dildos, and somehow didn't feel any real satisfaction; her orgasm was just as far away as before.

A full hour was almost done when the toys withdrew, leaving Roya coated in sweat, panting and moaning to herself – A vertically split picture appeared on the wall Roya was seated in front of – It was a picture of her split in half, with different text beneath each half. On her left was a Photo-shopped image of Roya  kneeling just as she was now, but that half of her nude body was tinted a dark red, she had a horn, and a hoofed leg – As well as a black tattoo down her body in what appeared to be a language, but not one she could recognise. Her eye on that side was all-black as well, to complete the demonic look. Beneath that half of the image read:
“Cum to end session.”

On her right side was a completely different half-image. Her body was still kneeling to mirror the other half, but was almost completely covered in shiny black latex. Only the area around her eye, and the non-demonic half of her lips were exposed – Her eye had black eye-shadow, even though her eye looked otherwise normal, but that side of her lips were a bright ruby red. A thick white latex band helped form half of a coif-veil, and below the flowing black rubber was the only other white latex – Which was a large half-circle of latex that ran across her upper chest. Beneath that half of the image read:
“Continue Lesson – One Hour”

Shaking her head, Roya tugged on the parachute straps three times each like she was told. Nothing happened. With a mild panic, she waited, and tugged each strap again with long, firm pulls. The head of a powerful vibrating wand snuck up between her spread legs, and pressed directly on her dripping pussy lips just above the dildo penetrating her – The robotic arm kept stroking it up to her clit, down to her exposed, juicy slit, then against the arm of the dildo inside her - She couldn't help but moan loud and even screamed at the sudden intensity of pleasure. Unlike the dildos, the toy found her 'sweet' spot, and immediately had her trembling, but the haunting duality of the image in front of her made her pant heavily and try to suppress the need to cum. 

The vibrating wand was truly evil – After almost ten minutes of resisting the primal, carnal urge to press hard onto it and finally orgasm, it started pulsating randomly. It stopped roaming along her nethers, and remained pressed to her clit – The two dildos resumed pumping her ass and pussy once more at the same lazy pace. Roya  wouldn't have noticed, but the pheromone treatment was cranked up much higher as she kept suppressing her orgasm from the constant barrage of pleasure. She forgot all about trying to get free as the machinations inched her closer and closer to what might be her biggest climax ever – Her legs were already quivering, her juices flowing down the dildo and arm thrusting it into her. Focusing on the image in front of her, she forgot about her first semi-real double penetration too – She had played with two toys before, especially during her personal anal training, but these dildos meant business, and she couldn't stop them from reaming her at an achingly slow pace!

A clock appeared over the split image in front of Roya , counting upwards – It took her a moment to realise it was counting her session time! It was hard to believe she was just coming up on an hour and fifteen minutes, still having managed to not cum. Right as the timer hit 1:45:00, things became intense. Not only did the split image disappear, but so did the walls themselves! Beyond the timer was another woman staring back at her in the exact same position – With a dildo in each hole, and a vibrating wand up against her clit, looking just as shocked as Roya . Shaking her head, Roya  noticed another woman to her left, and quickly glanced at her right to see yet another woman. They were all trussed up the same in the parachute harness, mounted on top of a black platform – Each with a synchronized timer in front of them. The timer hit 1:46:00, and everything went nuts.

Each woman was able to see multiple others strapped in the same position across from them, and to either side of them for the most part - With the same toys working their nude bodies over, but on the edge of their vision, they could see empty harnesses with a red-blinking timer that read variable times less than 1:45:00. By 1:47:00, every single machine still double-penetrating a woman was really starting to fuck each hole hard, deep, and fast – All mercy was gone, and every woman was clutching the parachute grips like their lives depended on it. Strangely, Roya  couldn't hear any other woman, despite clearly seeing them in the throes of extreme ecstasy – No-one else could hear Roya  either, as she hardened herself again, and let the toys work her sensitive body over. Timers everywhere were stopping and blinking red as woman after woman was forced to cum after all this time – The individual machines coming to a stop, the transparent walls surrounding those who finally came becoming opaque again, leaving Roya  and very few others in her sight. For those remaining, the timers stopped at 2:00:00.

It was hardly a respite, since they were still on the edge of an orgasm that they kept denying themselves, but the harness lifted them up a little as the previous split-platform they were kneeling on sunk to the ground – Taking the set of dildos with it. This let their legs unfold and finally rest a bit, since they had all been kneeling for two hours. However, the power wand remained lightly vibrating up against their cunt – Making sure the euphoria and frustration didn't bleed off too fast. In front of each woman, a dildo slowly jutted out of the wall, just below the frozen timer. It was oddly realistic for each woman, given the other two were basic black rubber, but what caught their eye was a blinking water droplet symbol right above the dildo on the wall. As if something was waiting to make sure each woman understood what it meant, everyone remained dangling by the harness, and dripping pussy juice all over the sunken dual-fuck machine below them. After a few minutes of the new 'feature' being introduced, they were all lowered down at once, which surprisingly eliminated almost half the remaining women. Roya  was boxed in again for the most part, she could only see the woman in front of her – Every other room around her, and the woman across from her, had returned to opaque white. Both Roya  and the other woman understood to kneel as they were lowered down – The vibrating wand following both of them down until their pussy lips touched the first dildo. Trying to avoid eye-contact with the other, both women wiggled their hips to accept the pussy penetrator, and rolled their hips back and down to receive the anal invader as well. The plush rubber platform they knelt on moved forward so that the dildo jutting out of the invisible wall was mere inches from their faces, and the blinking red timer started to count down from 2 hours. They couldn't help themselves; both Roya  and her mirrored friend looked at one another in sheer horror before wrapping their lips around the dildo and starting to suck it off. 

Both toys inside each of their holes began to vibrate with the wand pressed against each of their clits – Making it difficult to focus on sucking off the fake cock, but they still went for it. Although they couldn't hear one another, they could tell that the other was edging closer and closer to orgasm, even with their lips wrapped around a fleshy dildo and muted sound. The other woman was a little too eager, and had to take a breather fairly quickly, but still kept the fake cock in her mouth. Much to her chagrin, the two dildos began pumping her ass and pussy hard and fast again, with the wand cranking up to a powerful setting – It was almost too much to bear! However, the blinking water droplet symbol stopped and remained lit, the woman moaned deep as she found herself slurping down a creamy substance. It had the consistency of cum, and tasted vaguely like it too, but it was actually an intense hydrating solution. Replacing electrolytes, providing sodium, caffeine, and general hydration. Much to the woman's surprise, she wasn't eliminated like the others. She did need to suck on the dildo off to get the sustenance while the other twos plowed her hard, but something made her elated to not be 'beaten' by Roya .

Roya  was struggling with the very same machinations. Simply sucking the mystery fluid down like a straw kept the machines fucking her sore holes, but she found that simulating a blow-job provided a bit less fluid to drink, yet the two dildos she straddled would merely vibrate hard inside her instead of fucking her. It wasn't a big difference, but when she saw the opposing woman start to lose it, Roya  knew she made the right choice – As hard as it was to still continually bury the orgasm she was constantly on the edge of. 

Roya  remained vigilant – She had no idea there would be such a daunting sexual gauntlet, but she had practiced all the same. Building herself up to cum, only to edge herself, and eliminate pleasure – Doing it once or twice a day every week for months and months. Of course she'd make sure the next orgasm was explosive, but she learned to only scratch that itch so much. It seemed to pay off in the end – After two hours of giving an increasingly lazy blow-job to an unresponsive dildo, the timer blinked 00:00:00 for both her and the woman across from her. 

Each wall with a timer disappeared into the floor, the dildo disappearing too – Leaving a large gap between the two exhausted, panting women. Neither had cum in over four solid hours of constant double penetration and powerful vibrations. Their minds would be too clouded in ecstasy to realise that their 10-foot-by-10-foot rooms had become connected with the small bit of hallway in-between. The harness lifted each of them up again so that they could stretch their legs freely, leaving them gently dangling as the blood-flow was restored to their extremities.

The lull in action was intentionally long, each woman was without direct stimulation for thirty minutes, but the pheromones had never ceased, keeping both women dripping with arousal, despite the lack of stimulation. The fuck machines disappeared, just like the sustenance dildo, but that was far from the end of their trial.

A single metal pillar raised up between the two women, each had a large 8-inch flesh-coloured dildo facing them. The only prompt they had was hovering text that said, “Keep Warm”, and the temperature in Fahrenheit blinking an icy blue – Even though it was room temperature at 72 degrees. It took each of them a moment to understand the simple instructions, and the other woman wrapped her lips around the toy first – Slowly increasing the displayed temperature as a visible timer started counting down from 15:00. Roya 's timer started a few seconds later – Both had about half the fake cock in their mouth, and were starting to glare at one another, since the toys were back to back. Roya  could see the other woman's timer, since they were about a foot apart now, and could see that their heat gauge was slowly ticking upward as more and more of the phallus was taken on. She sought to match it, sinking the toy deeper into her mouth, and slowly pressing it into her throat. 

Roya 's gag-reflex practice came full circle, and she was almost proud of it – Just like the anal and double-penetration training. Her nose was up against the metal pillar holding the dildo, and the temperature climbed to her internal body temperature, while the timer ran down. The other woman kept trying to throat the toy, but couldn't push past her gag reflex, and simply couldn't close the heat gap left by Roya . 

There was no fanfare, the timer simply hit 00:00:00, and disappeared. The pillar disappeared next, right after Roya  pulled the dildo out of her throat, and the two women were left staring at one another – Nude, horny, and somewhat defeated. Both were a sweaty mess, each with trails of juices down the entire length of both thighs. They had no words. It didn't feel like a victory, and it was hard to even remember why they were here in the first place – Especially given that it was not specifically a competition.

A large wardrobe popped up facing the other woman. Roya  could smell it instantly, as did the woman it faced. They opened the hasp, and revealed a latex Nun outfit on various hangers – A screen inside demonstrated how to put the outfit on. Squealing with her remaining energy, the woman took each piece and followed the instructions to put it all on. Frustrated, Roya  glared at the reverse side of the wardrobe and watched the other woman dress up. The other woman ended up in a tight, shiny black latex Nun outfit – Habit, coif, corset, and all. They no longer paid attention to Roya , and simply basked in the slickness and tightness of their outfit – It was so wrong, that it felt right. Sadly, the outfit was so long and tight, they couldn't actually play with themselves, but they were more than happy to exit the room and leave Roya  seething. It was the outfit Roya  sought this whole time – The entire point of mastering all the qualities to become a part of the Church of Lust!

As if feeling the distress, a second, smaller box appeared in front of Roya . Deciding it was her 'prize', she popped it open with some angry grunts and sighs, before a squeaky squeal caught her by surprise – She didn't even know she could squeal like that! 

It was a highly polished and stylised chastity belt. The overall trim was minimal, making the modest metal gusset stand out a bit with beautifully detailed floral designs. Plush black rubber padding lined the inside for comfort, and Roya  buckled at the knees. She had read that this was the highest honour, and after slipping it over her hips, she found it to be a perfect fit around her waist. Without much thought, she carefully pushed the stylised gusset into place against her aching cunt, and made sure the thong-like metal strap connected to its home on the back of the belt – It provided a constant wedgie feeling, but that was nothing compared to the pent up feeling she had been resisting for hours. 

A latex nun outfit came from above as Roya  finished locking the chastity belt in place. It had more pieces than the other woman's outfit, but Roya  was far too excited to fully understand the weight of what she wore.

Starting with latex booties extending up to her thighs, Roya  pulled on latex gloves too – A modest rubber corset was provided, and was applied before the bulk of the outfit. A latex hood came next – Leaving eyes and lips visible, her nose and head shrouded in latex. On top, a white band that helped form the black-rubber flowing habit that reached her shoulders. Over all of that, Roya  pulled the latex nun outfit away from its mannequin, and slipped herself into it. Thankfully it was internally lubed, but it still required a lot of time to slip and sink everything into place comfortably. Especially fitting over the chastity belt.

Roya  came out looking like one of the Nuns that drew her to this test in the first place – Head to toe in black latex with white highlights. The tight constriction, the heavenly scent, and all the effort she put into the 'test' to get to this point. She haphazardly shuffled out of the room that provided all the rubber –  The length and tightness of the dress was more constricting than she initially thought, she was barely able to extend her leg a few inches. It was intentionally tight around the calves, to hobble her. 

Approaching the only thing in a white abyss with the small shuffle the latex would allow her – There was literally nothing but white as far and as wide as she could see, Roya  half-whimpered and spoke aloud, “D-Does this mean I can cum now? I-I really want to be a part of this; I got the outfit and belt on, and everything! I-I just want to-” She was interrupted by a deep, ethereal voice. 

“Welcome, Sister Roya , to the Church of Lust.”