1. A Cheater's Regret (Chapter 2)


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

    holds me firmly, retrieving the hidden folder underneath the tissue paper. I'm shaking and gasping in pleasure under the Sam's cruel fingers. I look up at the office assistant, a moan slipping past my lips. “I think you're really brave for doing this,” she says to me with a smile. She nods to Ms. Turring and follows the secretary back out the door. I feel myself about to come at any second, but Sam holds me right at the edge, continuing to skate the torturous suction cup across my soaked pussy. She torments me for what seems like an eternity. Finally, its over. Sam releases me and turns off the vacuum hose. “All done, you can get dressed,” she smiles, pulling the sensor cups from my chest. I'm so horny I am literally going insane. The man unties me and I stumble back over to my clothes. As I finish dressing, Ms. Turring hands me an envelope. “You're running late, give this to your teacher when you get to class.” Sam holds me back from leaving right away, handing me a business card. “You are still forbidden from having an orgasm until the next session,” she says. “Hold out as long as you can, but if the pressure is too much, you can call the clinic, and Dr. Manyard might agree to let you come early.” “O-o-okay,” I stammer. “We're open nine to five on week days, call any time during those hours to set up an appointment.” When I pass the secretary on my way out she doesn't even acknowledge me. She has to know what just happened to me in there. She must think I am a complete ...
    slut. Every time I think I couldn't be humiliated any more, something even more degrading happens. As make my way through the school, I feel the heat growing between my thighs. Despite the vacuum tube sucking away at me for half an hour, my sexual buildup has already returned in full force. I want to come so bad, but I can't. I get to my English class. I look at the clock - I'm almost forty-five minutes late. I'm so horny my knees are wobbling. Jesus, everyone is looking at me. I approach the professor and give him the envelope from Ms. Turring. I haven't even looked at the letter yet, I don't know what it says. “You're in Dr. Manyard's sexual research program?” he asks me, taking off his glasses. “Yes sir,” I reply. “Ms. Turring says in this note that you might be too flustered to be able to participate in class, and can be excused if you wish,” he says. “No, I'm okay,” I tell him, hurrying to my seat. I try my best to focus in class, but I can't. My need for relief is overwhelming, and I am completely helpless. Try to think about something else. Try to think about something else. Try to think about something else... its not working. The hands of the clock sluggishly creep toward 3:00 PM. I know we're due for another break then, and I'm practically dying for it. All I can think about is the humiliation I just endured in Ms. Turring's office... and it's driving me wild. The teacher stops his lecture, and announces a fifteen minute break. Thank God. A nerdy looking guy with ...
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