1. A Cheater's Regret (Chapter 2)


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

    excusing you if you are running late,” Ms. Turring interjects. I still feel apprehensive. “I know you are extremely aroused right now, I'll be careful not to induce an orgasm” Sam assures me. “We will take as long as we need to.” The male technician sets up a mobile monitor machine on the table and attaches several suction cups to my chest. The blonde opens up her medical kit and produces a small vacuum tube. It reminds me of the kind the dentist used when I got my teeth cleaned. Except this one has a soft, padded rubber cup at the end. The blonde puts her hand on my chest and pushes me back on the table. I feel the sterile tissue paper crinkle under me. “Ready when you are,” the male says. “Okay... just relax,” Sam instructs me. I tremble in excitement. What is this going to feel like? I find out quickly. The blonde gently manipulates my body – every touch, every stroke, every soft caress of her gloved hands sends shock waves of pleasure up and down my spine. She tenderly cups my breast and takes my hardened nipple in between her fingers. “Oh God...” I moan. She gently parts my lips in between her fingers, and I feel the buzz of the vacuum tube gently sucking away the building dampness. “How are we doing?” she asks. “Good,” the male replies. “I'll let you know if you push her too far.” Sam lightly strokes my clit back and forth. I feel the sexual buildup gushing out, only to be sucked into the whirring rubber mouth. I feel a drip escape from my lips and run down toward the ...
    tissue paper – the technician chases after it and catches it with the hose. “Oh... oh... oh God...” I gasp. “You're doing great, hang in there,” she says sweetly. I jump as the office door suddenly swings open. Its the secretary and one of the other office assistants, a pretty little brunette. “Jones wants to know if you're still going to the faculty meeting today,” she says to Ms. Turring. “Why would he even ask, why wouldn't I?” Ms. Turring answers, sounding exasperated. I wish I was invisible. All these people just going about their day while I'm tied up and naked on a table, being sexually objectified. “I also have some release forms for you to sign,” the secretary says, handing Ms. Turring a folder. I feel the Sam's fingers dip into my pussy. “Ooohhhhh!” I moan desperately. Ms. Turring closes up the folder and hands it back to her secretary. My moans are getting louder and louder, but no one seems to notice. “Ma'am, do you have the draft notes from the meeting yesterday?” the brunette office assistant asks. “Hmmm, oh, I think I left it on that table,” Ms. Turring replies, gesturing in my direction. “Yeah, its still there, I forgot to move it before we started, sorry,” the male technician says. The office assistant approaches me. I look up at her, my cheeks bright red with shame. She slides her hand underneath me and lifts me up by my bound wrists. Sam starts to vigorously stroke my clit, mopping up my wetness with the hose. “Ooooohhhhhhh God, oh God!” The office assistant ...
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