1. A Cheater's Regret (Chapter 2)


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

    glasses sitting in the row in front of me motions the students next to him and they crowd around his computer screen. I find myself looking too – anything to get my mind off of the growing desire inside of me. He brings up a video. To my horror, it's a girl with raven-black hair strapped to a table at Dr. Manyard's clinic. She's completely naked, every inch of her bare skin glistening with sweat. Her chest is heaving up and down as gloved hands fasten cables to her small brown nipples. She is wearing a steel collar and a bracelet just like mine. The volume is turned down, but its just loud of enough for me to hear the poor girl moan uncontrollably as the current shoots through her body. I feel pressure building up in between my thighs. I think my own humiliating session at the clinic. I think about what Sam just did to me in Ms. Turring's office. “What is this?” one of the guys asks. “It's that sex study I told you about,” the nerd replies. “They're doing all this crazy research into female sexual behavior.” “Cool!” The raven-haired girl is begging for mercy. “Please... please let me come!” she pleads. “I will induce an orgasm when I have the data I need,” a voice says. I recognize it. Its Dr. Manyard's voice. The helpless girl's body spasms in pleasure to the rhythm of the electrical current. The gloved hand returns and starts playing with her drenched pussy. “Subject is response to level 4 current, and has extreme levels of arousal fluid,” the doctor says. I stare into the ...
    screen, completely entranced. My hand wanders underneath the hem of my sun dress and starts teasing my wet lips. I try to be quiet but accidentally let out a moan. “Oh...” One of the boys looks back at me, and I try to appear as innocent as possible – but my hand stays in between my legs. Suddenly the raven-haired girl screams as her orgasm splashes out across the table. The nerd sees the teacher walking nearby and quickly closes the video. With every ounce of effort I can muster, I force myself to stop masturbating. I thought I was incredibly aroused earlier, now I feel ten times worse. “Wow...” one of his friends says. “Where do they find those girls?” “The girls are all students at the school,” the nerd says. “And they just volunteer?” “Nah, from what I understand, usually its because they got in trouble, but are given the option of doing this instead of facing discipline.” “Damn dude!” “It gets better,” the nerd replies. “The girls are required to wear a sensor collar and bracelet throughout the week in between their appointments.” I become incredibly self-aware of my own collar clearly visible around my neck. God, I hope they don't recognize it. By the time class is over, I realize I have no choice but to call the clinic and move up my appointment. There is no chance of me making it another six days in this condition. I step out into the hallway and look at my phone. Its almost four in the afternoon, but they should still be open. I frantically call the number the blonde ...
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