1. A Cheater's Regret (Chapter 1)


    Date: 11/9/2014, Categories: Novels, Author: JBonham, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    fingers into my soaked pussy. Everyone's eyes are on me, and I do my best to stay quiet. But I can't help myself. “Oh! Oh... Oh God!” I gasp. ““Subject is experiencing extreme sexual pleasure to vaginal stimulation. She is making a visible effort not to vocalize, but moans uncontrollably when her clitoris is stimulated.” I'm so horny I desperately try to push myself into her fingers, but she places her other hand on my stomach and holds me down. “I have to physically restrain subject from self-inducing an orgasm as I stimulate her,” the doctor says, finally releasing me. This has to be the most humiliating experience of my life. Why am I enjoying it so much? “Are you going to be able to complete the procedure?” Mr. Jeffries asks. It'll be tricky,” the doctor replies. “She is dangerously close to an orgasm.” “How much time do you need?” I hear Ms. Turring's voice say. “I would need to stimulate her for at least thirty minutes to get the readings I need,” Dr. Manyard answers. “Will you be needing any tools?” the nurse asks. “No, she's too close to the edge for that,” the doctor says. Dr. Manyard touches me on the cheek kindly. “You doing okay, dear?” “Ye-yes,” I whisper. “You're almost done sweetie, this is the last test we need to do,” she tells me. “I'm going to sexually stimulate you until I induce an orgasm. Understand?” I nod. Dr. Manyard puts a clicker in my hand. “It is very important that you don't climax too quickly. Don't try to resist or fight it, but as soon as you ...
    feel yourself about to orgasm, snap the clicker, and I'll ease off. Okay?” I nod again. “If you orgasm before I say you can, it will ruin the testing data for the whole session, and you will be disqualified from the program,” she warns me. “And you will be sent back to the school for punishment. Do you understand?” “I understand,” I say. “Alright... nurse, start the timer now!” the doctor orders. I look up at her nervously. She squirts some gel onto her gloved hands, rubbing it over her palms and fingers. I can't wait for what is about to happen, but I'm also terrified of her threat. “Just close your eyes and enjoy it,” she tells me. The room goes dark again. I lay still on the table, helpless under the restraints. Nothing happens for a few moments. Then I feel it. The featherlight touch of her warm, oily gloved fingers. She is just barely grazing my skin, each glancing touch sending shocks of arousal up and down my body. I am overwhelmed with delight as she strokes my sides. Her touch moves over to my breasts, gently cupping and teasing them. She takes a hold of my nipple and tugs it lightly. “Oooohhh...” I moan quietly. “Subject is vocalizing at 24 seconds.” Still cupping my breast, her other hand skates down my stomach. I quiver in anticipation, only to be disappointed as her fingertips change course and run down my leg. “One minute,” the nurse calls out. She starts tracing featherlight circles across my stomach and inner thigh, each stroke moving closer and closer to my ...
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