1. A Cheater's Regret (Chapter 2)


    Date: 12/6/2014, Categories: Reluctance, Author: JBonham, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    doing good up to this point, but today I have a hard time concentrating. As the teacher is droning on about exponents or something, my mind keeps wandering back to my session at the clinic. My humiliating sexual torment. My massive orgasm as Dr. Manyard fingered my pussy. My hands keep wandering back up to my collar. No one has noticed it or commented on it so far. The collar, and the bracelet matching it, aren't particularly conspicuous. But I know what they're for, and that is enough to keep me hot and bothered. When the doctor downloads the data next week, will she know how horny I've been? Class ends and everyone stands up and starts filing out the door. Nobody likes math, the classroom is usually emptied under a minute. But today I sit still in my chair. The sexual tension is killing me. I want to masturbate. But I know if I start teasing myself, I won't be able to stop. I'll have an orgasm, and Dr. Manyard will know. “Are you alright?” the math teacher asks. “Y-y-yes sir,” I gasp, barely able to concentrate enough to get up from my chair and stumble out of the room. God, I still have my English literature class today. I am honestly considering just skipping it. Maybe if I just go to sleep I'll be able to calm down my sexual urges a little. Maybe. This is awful. Why is this happening to me? I feel my phone vibrating in my pocket. I pull it out – its a call from the school administrative office. “H-hello?” I answer, trying my best not to sound horny. “Is this ...
    Katie?” the woman on the other end asks. I recognize the voice. It's Ms. Turring's secretary. “Yes, this is Katie.” “You need to report to Ms. Turring's office ASAP,” she instructs me. “Okay, I'll head over right away,” I say. “Alright, we'll see you shortly,” she says tersely before hanging up on me. I put the phone away. Gloom settles in. What am I being called in for? Oh no. They've changed their minds and decided to expel me after all. But I tried so hard! I fight back the tears. Ten minutes later I arrive at Ms. Turring's office. The secretary is seated at her desk by the door. “There you are, they're waiting for you inside,” she says tersely. Not waiting or caring for a response from me, she goes back to typing at her computer, as if I'm not even there. I glance through the large window behind the secretary into Ms. Turring's office. She's seated at her desk, talking to some people I can't quite see from this angle. I look back at the secretary. I'm invisible to her. Oh well, might as well as well bite the bullet – I take a deep breath and open the door. Ms. Turring is talking to a man and a woman in lab coats. “Ah, Katie, come in,” Ms. Turring says. “These two people are here to see you from Dr. Manyard's clinic.” The woman, a slender blonde with a a blue ribbon tying back her pony tail, smiles and shakes my hand. “Hi, I'm Samantha Cross, I'm from the clinic,” she tells me, “You can call me Sam.” I nod nervously. I stare at the stray strands of blonde hair framing Sam's ...
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