1. A Cheater's Regret (Chapter 2)


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

    embarrassing. “Were you thinking about your session with Dr. Manyard?” she asks, as if she already knew the answer. “Yes,” I blush. Sam pauses to write some notes on a clipboard, her lovely red lips pursed in concentration. “What specifically were you thinking about from the session?” Wow. “I... I... I was thinking about... Dr. Manyard...” “When she was sexually stimulating you?” Sam finishes for me. “Yes,” I whisper. “Alright... so you were in the shower, and you started having a sexual fantasy about what happened to you at the clinic?” I nod. I'm too embarrassed to even speak. “And you started to masturbate?” I nod again. “What made you stop?” It takes me a while to answer, but I finally work up the courage. Its weird expressing my sexual thoughts to a complete stranger, but stranger things have happened to me lately. “I was afraid of being punished.” “I see,” Sam says, writing on her clipboard. “Subject continues to exhibit submissive tendencies.” She snaps on a pair of gloves and picks up a stethoscope. My heart jumps into my throat as she presses it against my chest. “Breathe in,” she says. “Breathe out.” “Breathe in.” “Breathe out.” She puts down the stethoscope. “How aroused are you right now?” she asks. “One being not aroused at all, ten being in the middle of an orgasm.” “Uhh... five? Yeah, five,” I answer. “Dr. Manyard informed me that you are very easy to sexually stimulate and have a hard time staying still,” she says. “Would you like to be restrained?” I ...
    remember the nurse tying me up yesterday. I remember how completely helpless I was as she pinned my arms as the doctor abused me. “Yes,” I say. I feel my desire rising up between my legs as the male technician grabs my wrists and ties them behind my back with a velcro strip. Sam turns on a voice recorder and puts it down on the table near my leg. On the other side of the window there's a student talking to the secretary. He happens to look up and sees me through the glass – his expression contorts in confusion and excitement. I can see his disappointment as the secretary sends him away. The blonde casually runs her fingertips over my nipples. I can barely hold back a moan, but she can see the pleasure rising up in my face. “Subject is responsive to nipple stimulation,” she says. My hands writhe behind my back, I am completely helpless – my blonde tormenter can do whatever she wants to me. Sam forces my legs apart and rubs her hand up my pussy lips. Her fingertips pause teasingly over my clit, sending spasms of arousal into my stomach. “Ooh!” I whimper. “Subject experiences high levels of sexual pleasure to vaginal stimulation and is vocalizing,” she says. Sam looks me in the eyes. I look back, desperately trying to hide how incredibly turned on I am. “I have been instructed to collect at least 50 milliliters of arousal fluid from you,” she tells me. My eyes widen with shock. “Don't worry,” she assures me. “I'll be gentle.” “I know you have class soon, I am giving you a letter ...
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