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Chapter 11
Innocence struggled downstairs at about noon the next day. Richard was sitting at the kitchen table, reading a book.
“There’s my lovely,” he said. Even with her hair a bedraggled mess, she was still beautiful. “Kaitlin told me about last night. It all sounded so thrilling.”
Innocence stopped in her tracks and just stared at her husband. She was astounded that he could think her evening had been thrilling. What had Kaitlin told him that would indicate that?
“Richard, I was fucked,” she replied. “I was sodomized and fisted and paddled and whipped. My nipples were crushed with clamps and my breasts were skewered with needles. What part of that sounds thrilling?”
“All of it,” he grinned. “And it’s Master, by the way. I especially liked the part about the needles. I’ve never thought about that. We’ll have to try that at home some day. It should be fun.”
“You can’t be serious!”
“That’s you can’t be serious, Master,” he corrected her. “It looks like we’ll have to have a little remedial training later.”
“Sorry, Master,” she said, chastened by his words.
He stepped up to her and reached out, opening her robe and sliding it off her shoulders. He dropped it to the floor and then lifted her breasts, examining them closely. “These look none the worse for wear. It couldn’t have been all that bad.”
“It was all very humiliating, Master,” she replied. “Please don’t make me do that again. Please.”
“I didn’t make you do it this time,” he said. He squeezed the breasts that rested in his palms. “Your other owner did.”
“Yes, Master,” she sighed. “But do I have to have two owners? Can’t I belong to just you?”
“Well, I can ask her,” he offered. “But I already know the answer. She adores you and wants very much to own you.”
“Master, I am supposed to start classes next week,” she said. “With Katy going to the same school, it could be awkward if she owns me.”
“You will be working on your doctorate,” he replied. “She’s just an undergrad. You’ll never be in the same classes.”
“Yes, Master. But I could run into her on campus.”
“I don’t intend to let people at the school know that I own you,” he explained. “There is no reason for anyone to know that Katy owns you either. I’ll talk to her to make sure she understands that.”
“Thank you, Master.”
“Oh, and speaking of your classes,” he continued. “I would love to be your advisor but that would not be appropriate. Conflict of interest; nepotism; that sort of thing. I have arranged for Dr. Grimm to be your advisor.”
Innocence gasped. Dr. Susan Grimm was just what her name implied: grim. As far as Innocence could tell, she had no sense of humor whatsoever and struck fear into most students.
“Oh, Master,” she responded. “Couldn’t I have a different one? I hardly know Dr. Grimm and I have such better relationships with others in the faculty. Surely one of them would be a better choice for me.”
“You will just have to trust me on this, Cency,” he said to her. “She will be a perfect fit for your doctoral thesis topic.”
Innocence blinked. “I have a topic for my thesis already? I didn’t think I had to come up with a topic until my second year. I haven’t even thought about it yet.”
“Oh, I forgot to tell you,’ he smiled. “Yes, you have a topic. I selected one for you to help you along.”
“Oh,” she nodded slowly. “What is my topic?”
“The Emotional Aspects of Surrender: The Politics of Submission in a World that Romanticizes Domination.” He smiled proudly as he announced it to her. “It has the potential to be groundbreaking.”
“Oh,” she nodded slowly again. “And Dr. Grimm can help me with that topic?”
“Oh my, yes,” he replied. “You’ll have to read some of her papers. She’s an acclaimed expert in domination and submission theory. And she has done extensive field research on the matter. In fact, she’s getting ready to start a new study and was starting to look for a research assistant when I talked to her about you. It should be a perfect fit and should be some thrilling research.”
“Wow,” exclaimed Innocence. “I had no idea. What exactly will this study be examining?”
“I’ll let her explain it to you,” he smiled. “I told her to expect a call from you to schedule an appointment.”
“Wow,” Innocence repeated.
Two days later, Innocence was seated in Susan Grimm’s office. She sat nervously across the desk from the stern looking professor.
Susan Grimm was actually an attractive woman when you ignored the way that she dressed herself. The thirty five year old professor was much taller than Innocence at close to six feet. She had black hair and a pretty face. And as near as Innocence could tell, she had a nice body.
But she seemed to do everything she could to make herself unattractive. Her hair was always tied up into a bun. Her face was always adorned with an ugly pair of glasses that made her look like a spinster. And she always wore black. The color worked well but there was never any variety and never any brightness. It all worked to make her look so stark.
“Dr. Blackwell tells me that you wish to research submission as part of your doctoral work,” the professor started.
“Yes, Dr. Grimm,” replied Innocence, even though she was not sure that was the topic that she really wanted to focus on.
“Very good,” said the professor. “It’s a topic that is relatively unexplored from an academic point of view, aside from what little research I have published. There is much that we can explore together.”
“That would be very good, Dr. Grimm,” Innocence responded. “I appreciate you considering me for your research.”
“I must warn you,” Susan continued. “It is a difficult topic to research. While many people enjoy domination and submission, very few will admit it. It has become somewhat of a taboo, although I can’t understand it for the life of me. It seems perfectly natural to me. It is found naturally throughout the animal kingdom. I’m sure you have heard of Alpha Males and Alpha Females. The others in the pack or herd simply and naturally submit to their domination.”
Innocence just nodded and let the professor continue.
“I have found that the best way to understand the lifestyle and its psychological implications is through immersion,” the professor went on. “By becoming a part of the scene, one can get access to subjects and can often witness the impacts that the various roles have on people.”
Innocence let out a small gasp. “You become a submissive, Dr. Grimm?”
Susan laughed. “No, my dear. I do not become a submissive. I become an Alpha Female. During field research, I am known as Mistress G.”
“Wow,” exhaled Innocence.
“I propose that you assume the role of the submissive for our field work. That should allow us to cover all bases. Plus, it should help us to get access to more groups. There are only so many groups that a single mistress can get into without a slave of her own. You will play the role of that slave.”
“Wow,” Innocence repeated. “A slave.”
“It will only be for the research, Innocence. I don’t plan to take ownership of you so don’t worry. Although the thought does have some appeal. You are quite lovely and would probably be a very good slave.”
Innocence blushed at the compliment. “Thank you, Dr. Grimm. You are very pretty too. When would the research start?”
“I’ll get into that in a moment,” Dr. Grimm replied. “First, I should give you some warnings before you commit to the topic.”
“Yes, Dr. Grimm?” replied Innocence as she looked up at the professor again.
“First, you should know a bit about the lifestyle,” Susan explained. “At their gatherings, either large or small, there can be quite a bit of nudity, especially with the submissives. It is not uncommon for a dominant to show up at an event with his or her submissive already naked. And it is quite common for dominants to unveil and display their submissives at some point during the event. Even the dominants sometimes wear revealing outfits that can expose some of their body.”
“But that should not be off-putting for you,” Dr. Grimm continued. “I understand that, as Dr. Blackwell’s teaching assistant, you were frequently either partially or fully exposed for some of the classroom demonstrations.”
Innocence nodded and felt her cheeks blushing at the professor’s words. “Yes, Dr. Grimm. Several times last year, I was undressed for a demonstration.”
“Good,” smiled the professor. “Then that will not bother you. Please remove your clothing and we will continue the meeting. That will assure me that you are up to the challenges of the research.”
Innocence gasped, hoping that she had misunderstood Dr. Grimm. “Professor?”
“It’s understandable if you are shy or ashamed of your body,” explained Susan. “This research is not for the faint of heart or for the insecure. But it’s best if we discover this now instead of with our research subjects. Now, be a good girl and remove your clothes.”
“But Dr. Grimm,” complained Innocence, but she was cut off by the stern looking professor.
“No buts, Ms. Blackwell,” Dr. Grimm interrupted. “I can see that this is not a topic that you are suited for. Find another research topic and we will arrange a suitable faculty advisor for you.”
Innocence stood and started unbuttoning her blouse. “I’ll do it. It was just so sudden. I wasn’t prepared for anything like this.”
She folded her blouse and placed it on a corner of the desk before continuing. “It’s true that I’m shy, Dr. Grimm. But I’m not ashamed of my body. I’m just having a hard time getting used to other people seeing it.”
“That’s understandable,” replied Susan. She was having difficulty suppressing one of her rare smiles. But seeing the girl’s flesh as it became more and more exposed was very pleasing. “It’s a necessary part of the research, though. Frequently, we have to make sacrifices in the name of science.”
The skirt was on the desk now and Innocence was reaching behind her back to unhook her bra. She slid it off her shoulders and then it too joined the other clothes. Susan sucked in her breath as the magnificent orbs of flesh were unveiled to her for the first time.
“You may leave your shoes on,” Susan allowed as finally the panties were added to the pile, leaving Innocence naked. “You may sit again.”
Innocence sat down and shivered slightly as her warm flesh came into contact with the cold wood of the chair.
“Let us continue,” said Dr. Grimm as she admired the naked beauty sitting across the desk from her. She could not believe her remarkably good luck at having the gorgeous blonde as her research assistant. This would make the project even more fun than it already was.
“Another aspect of the lifestyle that we will be researching that you should be aware of is the sexuality,” the professor continued. “There is not always sex involved but it is almost always sexual and highly erotic.”
“But that should not be a problem for you even though you are now a married woman,” Susan went on. “I have already spoken with Dr. Blackwell about it and he is willing to allow you to fully participate in the lifestyle for the sake of the research. As I said, we all have to make sacrifices in the name of science.”
Innocence gasped at the professor’s words. She could feel her face blushing furiously at this point. Had she just heard correctly? Richard was going to allow others to fuck her and use her sexually? How did these things keep happening to her?
“And one last thing that I should warn you about is the pain. Frequently pain is used and, as the submissive, you would be a recipient of it. Sometimes it is applied recreationally for the simple entertainment of the dominant. Other times, it can be applied in more measured doses to heighten the arousal of the submissive. Stand up and come around to this side of the desk.”
Cency’s blush intensified as she stood up. She moved to Susan’s side of the desk and then bent down when the professor instructed her to. Then she watched in horror as Dr. Grimm reached out and grasped her breast, fondling it and squeezing it before applying a clamp to her nipple. She yelped in pain and then yelped again as the process was repeated with her other breast.
“Return to your seat and we will discuss the early steps in the research.” Innocence continued to blush throughout the rest of the meeting as she sat naked before the professor with her nipples burning on her chest.
Chapter 12
“I guess it went fine,” Innocence explained to Richard that night. “She accepted me for the research.”
“Good,” nodded Richard. “I figured it would be a good fit. I know she has a bad reputation among the students but she’s really a good woman once you get to know her. You will like her.”
“I hope so,” said Innocence. “But she’s always so stern. She can be kind of scary at times.”
“Give her a chance,” Richard replied. “I think you’ll get along fine with her. What’s the next step?”
“I start with a lit search.” Innocence described the early phases of the project. “Dr. Grimm thinks it will be pretty unfruitful but it’s a necessary step in the research.”
“Yes,” agreed Richard. “Mining the literature for past studies is always a necessary part of research.”
“And next week, we start the lab portion of the study,” Innocence continued. “Dr. Grimm says we need to establish some baseline data, whatever that means, before we go into the field.”
“Excellent,” smiled Richard. He would have to ask his colleague to record the lab sessions. He could only imagine what Susan would be doing to his delectable wife. “It sounds like you are off to a good start.”
The following Monday, Innocence was back in Dr. Grimm’s office. Once again, she was naked and sitting in the wooden chair opposite the professor’s desk. A piece of paper was in her hand and she was studying it as the professor spoke.
“Today, we’ll start to get the first baseline data,” Dr. Grimm explained. “This will be a set of body readings for normal everyday activities. Then on Friday, we’ll move into more controlled measurements of the same readings in a stimulated but controlled environment. These will be helpful for comparison purposes once we start to collect field data.”
“That makes sense,” nodded Innocence. She actually had no clue what all of this meant but she did not want her ignorance to show.
“Okay then, hop up here,” instructed Susan. “Let’s take some readings.”
Innocence’s eyes grew wide when she saw where ‘here’ was. The professor had gotten up from her desk and was now standing beside what looked like a cross between a dentist’s chair and a gynecologist’s examining table. She hadn’t noticed it during her earlier meeting with the professor and she wondered why on earth a psychology professor would have something like that.
Innocence groaned as she got up from her chair and crossed the room. The cool leather of the chair chilled her as she sat down and leaned back and she felt goose flesh forming over her body.
“For the next few days, we will take readings that represent normal life. We’ll do one hour at rest, one our standing, and the rest of the day will be every day activities.”
“What kinds of readings?” asked Innocence.
“Some are normal vital signs,” replied the professor as she wheeled a table next to the chair where Innocence sat. “Pulse, blood pressure, oxygen content and things like that. Some of the other measures will give us a reading on arousal levels; things like lubrication for example.”
Susan adjusted Innocence in the chair before she started working. Cency’s face exploded in crimson as Dr. Grimm lifted each of her legs and placed her feet in the stirrups. This was so embarrassing to be exposed like this.
Sensors were taped onto Cency’s chest in several places. Several others were taped onto her upper arms and thighs. “These will measure the normal vital signs.”
“Don’t you need to connect them to something?” asked Innocence as she saw the little taped things spotting her body.
“Wireless,” replied Susan as she held up a small box. “We’ll have to be wireless when we go into the field so we might as well start there.”
“Oh,” replied Innocence. That made sense, she supposed.
“Now I will need to touch you a bit for the rest of the sensors,” said Dr. Grimm. “Keep in mind that this is all in the pursuit of science.”
“Yes, Dr. Grimm. I understand.”
Again, Cency’s eyes flew open wide as she saw what the professor was holding in her hand. And she shuddered as Susan reached for her left breast.
“Let’s just stiffen this up a little bit,” said Dr. Grimm. She used a finger to flick the sensitive nipple several times. Innocence shuddered again as she felt the flicking and saw her nipple stiffen instantly. “Are you cold?”
“No, Dr. Grimm. I’m not cold. It’s just that those are very sensitive.”
“Good,” nodded the professor. “That will be important in the research.” She stopped flicking and then gripped the nipple. She rolled it back and forth several times and then started stroking it, stretching it slightly away from Cency’s chest.
Innocence closed her eyes. It was too embarrassing for her to watch her nipple responding to the stimulation, even if it wasn’t meant to stimulate. It was all for science, after all.
Susan Grimm was loving this even if her delight was not registered on her face. During her research into domination, she had discovered her true calling: mastering beautiful girls. And Innocence was indeed beautiful. She was truly enjoying toying with the girl’s ripe breasts. Finally she stopped manipulating the lovely nubbin.
“This is made to my own specifications,” Susan said as she held up the clamp. Innocence had to open her eyes to see it. “The sensors are built into the jaws and the transmitter is inside of this ball.”
Innocence saw a pair of serrated jaws being held open and saw the vicious teeth on each of the jaws. Dangling from the clamp was what looked like a round red gemstone. She watched with wide open eyes as the professor fit the teeth around her nipple and then let the jaws slowly close.
“Arrrrggghhhh!!!” groaned Innocence as she felt the teeth biting into her sensitive little bud. Instantly, pain shot through her chest.
“It stings a little at first, I suppose,” commented Dr. Grimm. “But it goes away quickly.” In all honesty, she did not know if it would go away or not. She had never worn the cruel little devices.
Dr. Grimm moved to the other side of the chair and started flicking again on the right nipple. And again, she started stroking and stretching the little nubbin.
“This one doesn’t seem as responsive. Let me try something else.” In fact, the little bud was just as responsive as its twin and was already quite stiff. But Susan wanted to have a little more fun. Innocence was again horrified as she watched Dr. Grimm lower her head and then groaned as she saw the professor suck the nipple into her mouth. She had to close her eyes again to block out the view. It was just all so humiliating to her and she couldn’t take it.
Susan pulsed the little berry in and out several times and then raked it with her teeth before pulling her head back and stretching it away from the girl’s chest. It was delicious and so deliciously wicked to be toying with this beauty in her office. She finally released it and quickly clamped it, eliciting another groan from Innocence. “There we go. All set and we’ll start checking the readings in a few moments.”
“Good,” hissed Innocence through gritted teeth. The pain in her nipples was intense at this point. “But I think you might have made them too tight.”
“No, dear. They have to be that way to ensure that we have good skin contact for the sensors.”
“Arrrggghhhhh!” groaned Innocence as she tried to endure the pain.
“Okay, three more sensors and then we’ll start taking the readings.” Susan moved between Cency’s legs and, to Cency’s shock, touched her sex. Innocence nearly jumped out of her skin when she felt the two fingers stroking along her exposed and vulnerable labia.
“Professor!” she gasped.
“Settle down, Innocence,” scolded the professor. “Remember, this is for science. It would be quite another thing if I was doing this for my own pleasure.”
But she was doing this for her own pleasure, as well as for science. She leaned down and looked at the parted labia, causing Innocence to blush again. It was beautiful. It was like a lovely flower opening up in bloom. And she was surprised at how amazingly wet the girl was already.
“We’ll try it without lubrication, “Susan said. “It doesn’t look like you’ll be needing it.” This caused Cency’s blush to deepen even further. The professor must think I’m a slut, she thought.
“Oh gaaaawwwd!!!” exclaimed Innocence as she felt something cold and hard being placed at her sex. Then she groaned as the professor started pushing the thing into her. “Wait! Wait! Wait!”
“Science, dear,” replied Dr. Grimm. She reached up and gave one of the luscious breasts a squeeze as most would do to an arm to reassure someone. She watched as the fat object stretched Cency’s labia wider apart and then she saw it disappear into the girl.
“This measures many of the indicators of arousal. It also measures vital signs but it needs to be calibrated to your body. We’ll be doing that over the next few days.”
“Oh god,” groaned Innocence. She could feel the fat object lodged in her sex and shook her head in disbelief that all of this was happening to her.
“The next one does the same thing as the last one. We’ll always use just one or the other but we might as well calibrate them both at the same time.” Susan then turned a crank and Cency’s legs separated further and lifted.
Innocence yelped again as she felt another hard object pressing against her little sphincter. “Oh god, no not there!”
“Relax dear,” commented Dr. Grimm. “I lubricated it. And it’s much narrower than the other one.” She pushed and was met with some initial resistance. But quickly, the little sphincter yielded and the cylinder was pushed into Cency’s rectum.
“Oh god,” Innocence groaned again. She could feel every inch of the tube’s invasion of her body and again she shook her head in disbelief. Finally, it was fully lodged inside of her and the professor gave the student’s breast another reassuring squeeze.
“One last sensor and then we’re done,” said Susan. “This one might sting a little.”
Cency’s eyes flew wide open again as she felt Dr. Grimm’s fingers at her sex again. She looked down across her body in horror as she saw the professor gripping her clit and tugging on it. “Dr. Grimm!!!”
“Just a second,” Susan replied. Then she produced a clamp identical to the ones that were punishing the girl’s nipples. She flicked the vulnerable clit several times and then attached the clamp to the tender little bud, causing Innocence to howl in pain.
“There we go,” said Dr. Grimm, looking up at Innocence again. “What was it you wanted to say?”
“Oh god,” groaned Innocence. “Ohmigod!!!”
“Well, you just lie there until you remember,” Susan said. “We’ll start to take the readings and do the calculations. Try to relax and, whatever you do, don’t move. We are taking these readings at rest.”
Innocence groaned again. How could she relax? She had three burning points of pain. And she felt her pussy and ass stuffed full. Then she felt the professor tugging on her pubic hair.
“This might have to go. Let’s see if it interferes with the sensors first, though.” Susan was resting her hand on Cency’s belly, rubbing in slow circles until she slid her hand down to stroke her fingers across the girl’s pubic hair. “Let me go check the data.”
Dr. Grimm returned to her desk and busied herself at the computer. Innocence watched her type a few things on the keyboard and then check her monitor again. This was repeated about a dozen times and then the professor stood up again.
“Okay, the sensors we will be using are calibrated now. Let me just take off the taped ones.” She started pulling off the little pieces of tape and setting them on the table that was beside Cency’s chair.
“Couldn’t you remove the other ones instead?” asked Innocence. “Especially the ones inside of me?”
“Oh, no,” responded the professor. “Those are the most important ones. You’ll always be wearing at least one of those each time we go into the field. Not only do they monitor your body but they’re also the wireless receiver for these.” She illustrated what ‘these’ were by flicking one of the red balls attached to Cency’s nipples, causing Innocence to howl as fresh pain shot through her body.
After Innocence had lain in the chair for an hour, she was told to stand in the center of the room. Susan admired the beautiful body for another full hour and made notes on ways she would explore and enjoy it. Then she had Innocence get dressed and go on about her day. She went about her normal day with the three clamps and two plugs in place and returned at the end of the day to have them removed.
Chapter 13
“Brilliant!” admired Richard when she described the events of the day to her husband over dinner. “She’s such a genius when it comes to her research. I never would have thought about the embedded wireless receiver.”
“It was pretty embarrassing,” admitted Innocence. “And she says I’ll always be wearing one of them for the field research.”
“Brilliant,” Richard replied. What he didn’t say was why he thought it was brilliant. But he realized that having two different plugs would allow Susan to make either Cency’s ass or her pussy available for play at the domination and submission events. And she would still be able to collect her data.
He had been in meetings all day so he had not had a chance to watch the “research preparation.” Tomorrow, he would watch the live feed of his colleague molesting and toying with his wife.
The following day found a naked Innocence in the chair again with her feet in the stirrups. Her nipples and clit were once again clamped and her pussy and ass were stuffed with the two devices. After the hour of taking readings at rest, Susan walked to the chair and removed the clamp on the girl’s clit.
“We’re going to have to get rid of this little bush, Cency. It’s interfering with some of the sensors.” That was a lie but she knew that Innocence would never realize it. The truth was that she just wanted a sleeker and more erotic looking slavegirl to enjoy and to display at the events.
She produced the shaving cream and slowly rubbed it into the little patch of hair, letting her fingers glide lower to travel over the slick petals. Then she picked up the razor and scraped it over the girl’s mound over and over again until it was completely denuded. She wiped off the remaining foam and then returned to her computer.
“Oh, we have some slight arousal measurements,” said Dr. Grimm as she returned to Cency’s side. In truth, there were significant arousal indications showing on the screen. “I want to get a full arousal measurement so we can continue to calibrate the devices.”
“Full arousal?” asked Innocence. “How do we do that?”
“Leave it to me, dear,” said the professor. “I’ll do all of the work on this one. You just try to concentrate.”
Innocence gasped as she watched the professor reach between her thighs and then groaned as Susan’s fingers found Cency’s clit. Innocence closed her eyes in shame as the fingers stroked her so intimately.
Susan was loving the sight before her. The naked girl was blushing beautifully. Her body kept tensing as the fingers explored and experimented, causing the delicious breasts to quiver and quake. Soon, the belly was quivering also and, within a couple of minutes of play, the beautiful slavegirl was climaxing. It was the perfect orgasm as far as Susan was concerned.
“Oh god,” stammered Innocence after she recovered. “I’m so sorry. I can’t believe that just happened.”
“It happened because I made it happen, girl,” replied Dr. Grimm. “It was necessary to continue to calibrate the instruments.”
Innocence blushed at being called girl. She probably would have expected that during the field phase of the research when she was in role as a submissive, but not in the hallowed halls of academia. Maybe she should say something about it to the professor so that she didn’t make that mistake again.
Dr. Grimm was at her desk, pecking away at her computer and checking her monitor. Frequently, she entered a few more keystrokes and then would return to the chair that held Innocence.
“I made a few adjustments,” Susan announced. “We need to do it again to check the calibration.”
Innocence gasped. “Again? Again what? Another orgasm?”
“Exactly,” nodded Dr. Grimm. “I’ll do all of the work again. Just lie back and try not to get distracted.”
“Ohmigod!!!” groaned Innocence as she saw the professor’s hand returning between her thighs.
Dr. Grimm stroked the satiny, wet folds several times, enjoying the feel of the girl. She couldn’t believe that Richard had volunteered his wife for this particular research project. Surely he must know that Innocence would be treated as a slave by her. And surely he must recognize that Innocence would be used sexually by her and by others who she designated. What husband would permit that?
But that was not her concern. She was the beneficiary of his lack of judgment. And if things went as she hoped, she would get a fantastic piece of research and a new slavegirl out of her efforts.
She curled a finger and let it probe lightly between the slick petals. She pushed her digit deeper into the girl, feeling the warm, wet sex almost gripping it. She looked at Cency’s face and saw that the girl’s’ eyes were closed. Her brow was furrowed and she was blushing, indicating that she was highly embarrassed by the situation she found herself in. It was beautiful.
Susan eventually removed her finger from its warm hiding place and started to slowly stroke the girl’s clit which was engorged now with her arousal. With her other hand, she flicked the clamped nipples, sending the little red balls bouncing and causing the girl to gasp with each flick. The little sounds, combined with the way that Cency’s body tensed and jerked was just lovely.
She surveyed the naked body to determine what modifications she would make once she owned this little creature. Frequently she would have breasts enhanced in her girls. Sometimes she would enlarge their lips. But she couldn’t find a single thing that she would alter. The breasts were perfect. The girl’s narrow waist was perfect. Her hips and ass were perfect. Her face was perfect and she already had beautifully pouty lips.
Perhaps she would install rings in the puffy nipples that were currently flattened by the cruel clamps. And maybe she would install a stud in the girl’s tongue. But other than that, she would not need to change a thing.
She stroked more slowly this time. She wanted to prolong the girl’s sweet agony as long as she could. She loved the way Innocence was blushing furiously and squirming in her discomfort at being handled so intimately.
Despite Susan’s efforts to delay the orgasm so that she could continue to toy with the beautiful blushing girl, however, Innocence turned out to be too responsive. Without any warning that Dr. Grimm could detect, the girl climaxed. She let out a groan as her body tensed. She tried to pull her legs together to protect herself but couldn’t untangle her feet from the stirrups. Susan continued to stroke the stiff little clit until Innocence was wailing and begging for her to stop. She finally gave the girl a reprieve and bent over, kissing the panting Innocence on the lips.
“You did well, girl,” she said as Innocence moaned. “Stay here while I check the instruments.”
“Oh god,” was all that Innocence could manage to utter.
Dr. Grimm was amazed at the readout on her computer when she got back to her desk. Were the sensors working properly? The intensity of the readings was higher than she had ever seen. And, if she was interpreting the data correctly, her future slave girl had just experienced five separate orgasms. It was remarkable!
To be continued
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