1. A Cheater's Regret (Chapter 1)


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

    goes silent. All I can hear is my own ragged breathing as I come down from my climax. Oh God. “Well that's that,” Ms. Turring says. “I guess someone is getting expelled,” Mr. Jeffries says. The lights turn back on and several technicians shuffle out the door, propping it open. Dr. Manyard peruses the various dials on the monitor machine, scratching her head in thought. Eventually giving up, she walks out with Ms. Turring and Mr. Jeffries. The nurse unfastens me from the table. It takes me a few minutes to regain my composure enough to ease myself back on my feet. I feel awful. All of that for nothing. I've disqualified myself from the study, and am getting kicked out of school anyways. My life is over. There's only one option left. I walk out the room into the hallway. I'm still naked, but I don't care who sees me. As I step through the doorway I almost bump into someone. My heart jumps up into my throat. It's the redhead from the waiting room. She is wearing a visitor's badge on her jacket and sipping from a paper cup by the water cooler. We make eye contact. She looks disinterested in me and wanders off. I remember what I'm doing and continue onward. Dr. Manyard and the two school officials are conversing in an open examination area a few yards away. Their heads turn to face me as I approach them. “Was there something else, Katie?” the doctor asks. “I... I would like another chance,” I stammer. Everyone pauses for a moment. “You already disqualified yourself,” Ms. Turring ...
    says. “Please... give me another chance,” I beg. “I'll do whatever you want!” “Well, she did try her best,” Dr. Manyard says sympathetically. “It wouldn't hurt to salvage the data we can and give it another go next week.” “I won't let you down, I swear!” I say eagerly. “I don't think its a good idea,” Mr. Jeffries says. “We can give her one more chance and see how it works,” the doctor says. “Would you like to continue the testing?” I nod excitedly. “Okay,” she says. “Nurse! Measure her!” The nurse approaches with some measuring tape. “Hold still,” she commands me. I stand up straight as she wraps the tape around my throat. Next she grabs my wrist and measures it as well. She scurries off for a few minutes before returning with two white cardboard boxes. “Over the next week before our next appointment you are going to continue your day-to-day life as you normally would,” the doctor explains. “During that time you will wear these sensors.” She opens the boxes. The first box contains a steel bracelet. The doctor locks it around my wrist, ensuring it fits securely. The second box contains a small steel collar. She snaps it around my throat. “These will be gathering data 24 hours a day, storing everything they collect in their memory chips, which we will collect at the beginning of our next session.” I nod. “Do not attempt to remove them or damage them, or you'll be disqualified from the program. But they're water-proof, so you can still shower and swim.” “Yes,” I respond. “Also, ...