TEST PILOT
(Mf, voy, exhib, oral, rim, mast, toys)Mindy "babysits" for Dr. White who wants her to try out something new...
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Listening at the master bedroom door, Ed heard the shower in the master bath, even though Mindy was showering in the hall bath. Ed tested the door knob and found it to be unlocked. Walking silently across the room, he entered the large bath.
"Ed! Is that you?" Wanda demanded. Not bothering to answer, Ed opened the shower door and joined his wife.
"What are you doing?" she demanded.
"Taking a shower... with you." He picked up a bottle of body wash and squeezed out a generous portion onto his hand and began slathering her down.
"Ed..." her first inkling was to throw him out, but... the soapy hands felt so good sliding over her breasts and butt.
"You have fun last night, babe? Did you get laid?"
"Yes and yes. Several yeses in fact."
"Good. I want you to enjoy yourself and enjoy life."
"You really don't mean that," she replied. "You really don't care what happens to me."
"Of course I care and I do really mean it. Christ, Wanda, I've been trying for years for you to go out with me and have some real fun and excitement, but you just got mad at me for even suggesting it."
"But it's really so immoral."
"Who says? Sex is sex and sex is meant to be enjoyed. Hell, if we both agree to it, whose business is it? Immoral? Okay, it's immoral. So what? It's fun to have sex with other people. I love fucking some new busty slut, and I bet you loved being the slut for a new guy or guys. We only live once, Wanda, so how about if you and me live a little?"
"God, I have absolutely hated fighting with you these past few months," she said softly. "I just wanted you to love me and cherish me."
"I do love and cherish you, baby. I just want us to enjoy what little time we have on this good earth. Life is too wonderful not to live it to the fullest."
"You just want lots of sex."
"Yeah, as a matter of fact I do. It's life's greatest pleasure. Look, we're not likely to win the lottery and have gobs of money to do as we wish. We both work, five damned days a week. Is it too much to ask to have a really great time on the other two days?"
"No, I suppose not."
"You busy tonight?"
"Someone did ask me out."
"Thor Wilkes?"
"How did you know?"
"Thor's an acquaintance. We run in some of the same circles. Is he taking you to a party?"
"He did mention something like that."
"It's the same party you and I are going to. He'll be there."
"How do you know?"
"Like I said, we run in some of the same circles. There's a party tonight... a sex party. Lots of naked people squirming around in a big pile. You'll get laid... you'll get laid by a dozen men, I'll bet."
"A dozen?"
"Depends on how many ladies there are to go around. Each guy is probably good for three fucks to completion. Add in another three fucks without completion and each guy can do six women. That is if there are an equal number of men and women. Usually, there're a few more dicks than pussies at these things."
"There would have to be twice as many guys as girls."
"Okay, maybe a dozen is too many, but will you settle for a half dozen different men?"
"For starters?"
"That's my girl!" Ed growled as he pushed his wife up against the wall of the shower and pushed two fingers up her newly slutified twat.
Mindy couldn't get over the big change in her mom and dad. They weren't arguing about anything and were even laughing at whispered jokes to each other. 'Parents! Go figure!' she said to herself disappointed that she wasn't going to get her dad off for private moment.
Then they announced that they were going out that night! She had hoped her mom would go out and her dad would stay home with her, stay home and... 'You're a bad, bad girl, Mindy Louise,' she silently admonished herself, thinking of her daddy's tapered cock ravishing her pussy and how it might feel. The very idea was so very wicked and so very exciting...
It was early afternoon when the telephone rang. It was Mark! As much as things had changed around the house, it still hadn't changed that she had to take her calls from the kitchen wall phone. "Hi, ya, cunt!" the voice on the other end greeted.
"Fuck you," she whispered into the phone so her mother wouldn't hear.
"No, I'm gonna fuck you, bitch... tonight. We're having a get together at Kenny's and I want ya to go with me."
"I thought you were angry with me."
"You thought wrong, cunt. That's trouble with cunts; they try to think too much. Now, ya wanna go and entertain me and my dong, or do we just call it quits."
"Aren't you the charmer!" she snapped as her anger rose. She was about to tell him to buzz off when she realized that being at Kenny's, even with Mark, would be a lot more fun than staying home by herself.
"Is Mike going to be there?"
"Yeah, why?"
"No particular reason."
"Well... ya wanna go or not?"
"Yes, Mark. I'll go with you to Kenny's party."
"Good. Now let me be clear about this, you're gonna get fucked tonight. The problem is, girls are always losing their panties and bras over there and getting all uptight about it, so... just don't wear any. No bra, no panties. Just wear a skirt and a see-through blouse."
"Is there anything else?"
"No, that should do it," Mark replied. "I'll pick your ass up a seven thirty. Be ready."
Mindy bit her tongue and before she could say goodbye, Mark hung up. "Bastard!" she huffed.
"What was that, dear?" her mother said from across the kitchen.
About a half hour after she had spoken to Mark she heard the phone ring again and heard her mother call out, "Mindy! It's for you!"
'Mark!' Mindy immediately thought. 'What does he want now?' She dashed downstairs and taking the receiver from her mother's hand gave a questioning look. Her mother shrugged.
"Hello..." Mindy spoke softly.
"Mindy? This is Dr. White. We met at Dr. Tubbs..."
"yes, I remeber you," she replied guardedly.
" I know it's terribly late, but I need you to, uh... babysit for me tonight."
"Uh, I'm sorry, Dr. White, but I've already made plans for tonight."
"I'll make it worth your while."
Mindy thought for a moment. She could use the extra money, she thought, as she had her heart set on a pair of expensive designer jeans that she'd seen one the other girls wearing, and there was no way her mother or dad would spring for them... 'Well, maybe Daddy would. If I asked nicely,' she thought with a grin.
"Mindy..."
"Uh, yes, Dr. White. I was just thinking..."
"Don't think too hard, dear. Just say yes."
"Well, I have a date tonight and..."
"Break it."
"But my boyfriend..."
"Does a hundred dollars sound okay?"
"I, uh..."
"One fifty..."
"Uh, okay! Sure, I'd love to, Dr. White!"
"Great! I'll send a car to pick you up around five thirty."
"Five thirty? Uh, okay."
Mindy hung up. Her mother, who had been ease dropping, saw the perplexed look in her daughter's face.
"What is it, dear? Who was that?" Wanda asked.
"Umm, that was Dr. White."
"Who?"
"Dr. White. He works with Dr. Tubbs on that research project and he needs a babysitter tonight."
"Kind of late, isn't it? Aren't you going to a party with Mark?"
"It is late and I explained all that, but he said he'd pay me very well.
"Oh, Mark is going to be so angry, but I don't care!" she declared. "He's been so mean to me lately, that I really don't want to go to a stupid party with him. I only said, yes, because I had nothing better to do."
"Well, you had better call him," her mother counseled. "But you know, he'll probably never ask you out again."
"That's fine with me," Mindy huffed though she really didn't feel that way at all.
"Then call him," her mother said.
"I need to go upstairs and get his number." With that Mindy went up to her bedroom, found her student directory and carried it back downstairs.
Wanda intervened saying, "Tell him you're sorry, but you didn't check with me first and you can't go."
"Thanks, Mom," she said and gave her mother a hug. Mindy felt relieved that she had a good cover story. Mark would still be angry, but not with her, but with her mother.
And he was angry. He didn't say much, but from the tone of his voice when he said, "Fuck you, Mindy," she knew he was upset. She couldn't help but smile. Now she could dump him thinking and knowing that his friend Mike was a much better lay.
At five thirty sharp, the silver Mercedes pulled up to Mindy's house. A pot-bellied older black man dressed in a dark suit got out and approached the house.
Mindy's dad was surprised when he answered the door. "I'm here to pick up Miss Mindy for Dr. White," the black man explained.
"Er, just a minute," Ed replied.
Then he turned and called out, "Mindy! Your ride is here!"
Mindy too was surprised to be picked up by a black man, but she went with him and sat in the back. After a thirty minute ride, they rode through a gate and onto Dr. White's estate. Mindy had never been in a place like this before with its manicured lawn and the stately house. The driver pulled up and stopped at the front portico, got out and escorted Mindy into the cavernous and richly furnished foyer of the big house.
"Wait right here, Miss," the black man said before he disappeared through a door. Presently Dr. White appeared dressed in a robe and barefoot, dripping water onto the marble floor.
"Ah, Mindy! I'm so glad you could help me out this evening. I was just taking a swim. Do you enjoy swimming?"
"It's kind of cold to be swimming, don't you think?" she answered.
"Oh, not at all. The pool is heated and it's inside."
"Inside? Uh, I didn't bring a swimming suit."
Dr. White laughed, "You don't need a swimming suit to go swimming! At least not here. Come, let's get comfortable and relax a little before we get down to business."
"By business, do you mean sex?" she asked knowing the answer.
"Sex? Of course we'll have sex. But I also wanted to get to know you a little better before we establish a more permanent relationship."
"Permanent relationship?"
"Yes, but we'll discuss that later this evening. Now, this way, dear."
Mindy followed the graying man through a series of rooms and doors and into the pool room/solarium, lush with tropical plants, waterfalls and grottos. Mindy had never before seen anything quite like it, not even on TV.
Dr. White stopped at a pair of double wide chaise loungers and dropped his bathrobe. Mindy was hardly surprised that he wore nothing beneath.
"Come, dear. Get comfortable. We'll talk a spell and then take a dip."
Mindy had no illusions as to how comfortable he wanted her and proceeded to disrobe, placing her clothes neatly upon a small table.
"Ah, you are quite pretty, you know," he complimented as she stood nude before him. "How are those titties coming along for you?"
Mindy blushed and answered, "They're certainly getting bigger. I've gone through two bra sizes since I started taking Dr. Tubb's pills."
"Very good. They appear to be nice and firm."
"Oh, they are," she replied blushing.
"Mind if I see for myself?"
"No, I don't mind."
White stepped up and fondled her growing breasts, rolling her nipples through his fingers and setting her pussy to tingling and moistening. "Yes, you have very nice tits," he complimented as he watched the girl becoming unmistakably aroused at his touch. But he wasn't ready to fuck her just yet and released her nipples with a gentle pop.
Right about then, the older black man appeared. As he stood and dispassionately waited for his orders Mindy felt deeply embarrassed to be exposed to his gaze.
"Would you care for something to drink?" White asked her. "A Coke, or perhaps a glass of wine?"
"Are you trying to get me drunk?" she asked as she tried to cover her boobs from the black man's gaze.
"I don't need to get you drunk, honey," he replied.
Turning to his man servant he asked, "Roscoe, what do you think? Is she pretty enough?"
"Oh, yes, sir! She is quite pretty."
Turning back to Mindy White said, "Lower your hands, dear, so Roscoe can see your tits." Mindy dropped her hands. "That's better, much better."
"You're really not all that shy about showing your body, are you, Mindy?"
"Are you going to let him have sex with me?" she asked nervously.
"Oh, heavens no! I'm going to have sex with you, my dear. Of course if you want to have sex with him, I'm sure Roscoe wouldn't mind. But I'm not ready for that. Are you?"
"No!"
"So... why do you think you're here, Mindy?"
"So you can... do me..."
"Oh, I'm going to do you alright," he laughed, "as many times as I can get it up. Tell me, what time do you need to be home?"
"Midnight, maybe one o'clock."
White chuckled, "I'll be dead by midnight, honey! But we'll get to that when we get to it. Now, how about a nice glass of wine to help you relax?" Mindy nodded, she needed something to relax.
"Roscoe, bring my guest a glass of Riesling and bring me a gin and tonic."
"Yes, sir," Roscoe replied, then picking up all of her clothes, turned and disappeared.
"Come, darling," White said lying on one of the wide loungers and patting he cushion to show where he wanted her. Mindy sat and White pulled her into him, laying on tender kisses to her lips, kisses which she returned. Mindy thought that she would be raped right then and there, not that she minded, but he did nothing more than smooch with her until Roscoe appeared with their drinks.
Taking the frosty glass of cold white wine from Roscoe, she thanked him. "My pleasure, Miss," he replied as he checked out her nudity. He handed Dr. White his cocktail and then retreated into the foliage, out of sight, but within easy hailing distance.
"Do you like your wine?" Dr. White asked his fifteen year old date.
"Oh, yes. It's quite good."
"Just sip it, honey, I don't want you getting drunk and throwing up all over the place. That's not sexy, not at all."
"Yes, sir," she replied now concerned that she might do something stupid and ruin the evening.
White let her drink about half a glass and then suggested taking a swim. He stood, stepped to the edge and dove in. Mindy, knowing what he expected, dove in after him. Expecting a cold shock, she was pleasantly surprised at how warm the water was. It wasn't hot, by any means, but it wasn't cold either. It felt absolutely divine.
For fifteen, twenty minutes they just swam, with Mindy checking out the two waterfalls and then the cave like grotto where she was joined by the older man. He coaxed her up on a ledge, joined her and took her in his arms and began kissing her while his hands wandered across her wet naked body. Soon he was kissing down her neck and the down to kiss her breasts, orally laving on her nipples and turning her on. She expected him to fuck her right then and there, but White didn't. He just got her motor running and then swimming away, left her hanging.
He swam to the other side, hoisted himself from the water and returned to the chaise lounge where Mindy soon joined him. There he resumed his seduction. Soon he had her on her hands and knees and poised to take her. She expected to feel his dick press into her, but instead she felt his face burrow into her backside and his tongue slice into her from her clit to her anus. On the second full lick up her crotch, she moaned in salacious pleasure. She loved having her pussy licked, something Mark would only do occasionally. But to have her anus licked too, that was something new. And it wasn't just a tentative or timid butt lick, but a lusty tonguing she was treated to. Then a finger found her clit and began strumming it. Soon she was pressing and grinding her butt into his face as her orgasm built to the breaking point. Just as she was about to go over the precipice he pulled away and she felt his cock slice into her. That did it. She came hard on the first thrust of his cock.
"That's it, baby!" he nearly shouted. "Cum on my dick! Cum on my dick. Damn, you're a hot one that's for sure. Yeah, girl, squeeze my cock with your hot pussy!"
Roscoe was use to this sort of thing and used the occasion to whip his cock to completion while he watched his boss fuck yet another young girl. Having a front row seat to view the nude girls before, during and after his boss ravaged them had to be one of the best perks of the job. And his boss usually kept them nude for hours and hours and had sex with them on and off the entire time. The only thing that could better Roscoe thought, was if his boss let him have a go when he was finished with them, but that never happened. Of course there was the occasional girl who let him get a little when he took them home, but that was far from a sure thing. Maybe this one would let him bend her over the front fender in some dark alley, but he knew better than to get his hopes up.
Fertilizing one of the many giant ferns, Roscoe tucked his wilting cock away and got about tending to business, namely providing post-coitus fresh drinks and snacks.
When Roscoe appeared with a fresh cold glass of wine and another gin and tonic, Mindy was sprawled out like a used whore, leaking cum, basking in the afterglow of a good fucking while Dr. White sucked on her tit. She saw the black man's eyes roving across her nakedness and she was embarrassed to be on display like that. Still, there was very little she could do about it other than to let him look while he held the two glasses and soaked up her nudity until he was dismissed, and he wasn't dismissed until White was finished sucking tit. By that time, the wine had grown warm and the ice had mostly melted away in White's cocktail.
Releasing her now swollen nipple, White sat up with saliva dripping down his chin. He took the now tepid drink, looked at it and told Roscoe to take them back and get fresh drinks. Without complaint or comment, Roscoe did as he was told. When he returned, White was sucking tit once again while frigging the girl to another climax and Roscoe had to wait once again before being relieved of the drinks. Not that he minded. He enjoyed watching and particularly enjoyed the smacking sounds of her wet pussy as boss' fingers plunged in and out, as well as the wet smacking noises of the tit sucking.
There was a break in White's assault upon the girl. White took the glass of wine and handed it to Mindy. He then took his gin and tonic and asked Roscoe if he wanted to masturbate. Roscoe knew that it really wasn't a question, but more of an order, and whipped his black rod from his pants.
Mindy had never seen a black man's cock before and thought it curious that the head was much lighter than the rest of it. There weren't that many blacks living in her town nor going to her school and none played on the offensive squad of her school's football team. There were a few blacks on the defensive squad, big brutes, but she hardly knew any of those boys. She's always heard that black men were huge, but Roscoe was pretty much the same size as Mark and Mike.
Fascinated, she watched as Roscoe began furiously jacking his dick.
"No, no, no!" White said. "Not like that."
Roscoe needed no further information. He knew what his boss wanted and proceeded to strip naked.
'Oh. my god!' Mindy thought suddenly feeling a bit of panic. 'He's going to want me to have sex with him!'
When Roscoe had stripped off everything including his socks, White told him, "Turn around so she can see all of you." Old Roscoe did what he was told with his pecker bobbing as he modeled his less than pristine flabby body.
"Well, what do you think, Mindy?" Dr. White asked her.
When she didn't answer White ordered Roscoe, "Cum on her tits!"
Without a change in his expression, Roscoe resumed stroking his cock. Meanwhile White studied Mindy's reaction to all this. He wondered if he told her to suck Roscoe's cock if she would do it or if she would just do it on her own accord. Roscoe was wondering too as he beat his meat and the thought of what might happen quickly drew up another load from his old balls. It surprised Mindy when he squirted off and surprised her when his yellowish cum landed on her tit. It wasn't a huge load as Roscoe's prostate hadn't had a chance to full recharge, but there was enough.
"Ah, now wasn't that fun!" White quipped to Mindy.
Turning to his man-servant he said, "Go get a damp wash cloth and clean her up." Roscoe, still dripping, turned and went on his way.
"I thought you might have jumped up and sucked his cock," White told her.
"He's an old man!" she replied.
"So? Old men like to have a pretty young thing like you sucking on their dicks."
"You said you weren't going to make me have sex with him!"
"I'm not. I'm going to have sex with you. That was just a game."
"A game? Oh..."
Momentarily Roscoe reappeared, still nude, but bearing a damp wash cloth.
"Clean her up," his boss told him. Roscoe did as he was told and gently wiped off the cum on her tits, doing a perfunctory job, doing what was necessary and nothing more.
Completing that task, he was told to pick up his clothes and then to serve the meal.
In minutes he was setting the patio table and White escorted Mindy to the table. Everything had been prepared before hand, so Roscoe began bringing out the food. First a cheese and fruit platter, then a large bowl of peeled, iced and ready to eat boiled shrimp served with three sauces on the side, then steamed crab legs with clarified butter. Nude, Roscoe stood between Dr. White and Mindy with a nut cracker in hand, ready to crack the crab legs for them. Every time Mindy turned to answer a question from Dr. White, Roscoe's cock was mere inches from her face. Every time he cracked a crab leg for her, he leaned over practically brushing against her. The food was delicious, but she was constantly distracted by the close proximity of Roscoe's dark nude body and his cock.
The main courses completed, Roscoe cleared the table and then brought out desert, strawberry fruit sorbet. It was, for Mindy, the best meal she'd ever had.
"Now for the real reason, I asked you over," Dr. White began after Mindy had finished her dessert.
"To fuck me?" she replied with a grin.
"That too," he laughed, "but I need your help. The real reason was that I want you to test a new product for me.
"You see, my company designs and builds all sorts of custom equipment. Take Dr. Tubbs for instance. To help him conduct his research, we designed and built most of his equipment. The cliterometer, for instance. From that proto type, we've been working on a personal model, something any woman can use by herself or with her partner. That's not quite ready for primetime, but we also designed a dildo, based on the one that Dr. Tubbs uses to measure vagina volume and fitness. That one just expands and measures volume. The one we have developed and are ready for testing, does more than that. It does expand to fit the woman, and it vibrates, but it also mimics the act of coitus."
Turning to Roscoe, he instructed him to bring out the test model.
Taking the dildo from Roscoe, White showed it to Mindy. Not surprisingly, it looked like a knobby penis, only it was a translucent red, and the base had straps. White demonstrated how flexible it was and had Mindy hold and squeeze it in her hand. Mindy was familiar with dildos from Doris Jackson's collection, as well as the one Dr. Tubbs stuffed up her twat, but she had never seen a dildo like this before. If she closed her eyes, it felt like a real cock, hard, yet soft and yielding.
"I call this the Wonder-Wang. It works by remote control," Dr. White explained.
While she was holding it, he picked up what looked to be a TV remote control. Mindy shrieked in surprise and dropped it when she felt it swell in her hand.
"Every other dildo on the market is of a fixed girth," he said picking it up and handing it back to the startled girl. "This one you can make it swell or you can make it shrink in thickness to suit your pussy and your mood at the moment. In that respect, it is like the dildo Dr. Tubbs uses in his research. But that's not all. It can get longer and shorter too."
Suddenly the thing began lengthening and shortening, slowly at first, but with the push of a button, it went faster and faster to Mindy's astonishment. Suddenly it stopped.
"Now when fitted properly," White went on, "this little knob presses against the clit and with a push of the button..." Bzzzzzzzzzz.
"Like the fucking motion, the intensity of the vibrations against the clit can be increased, decreased or turned off altogether.
"And the unit is rechargeable. One full charge is good for forty minutes of fun."
"There is one other feature you will like, it's self lubricating..." He pushed a button and the faux cock throbbed as clear liquid shot out of the tip, like it was ejaculating.
"Oh, my god!" Mindy declared with a giggle when it shot off.
"Now, what I want you to do," White continued after making it spurt a few times, "is to try out this gizmo and we'll run it through its paces. From the papers your mother already signed at the beginning when you signing up as a research subject, we don't need any further permissions. That includes filming you and your response to this toy. Any questions?"
"You want me to..."
"You get the idea.
"Now let's be clear about one thing. I didn't invite you over and offer you money just to fuck you. I figured you'd do that for free. You are not a prostitute, and I'm not about to make into one. What I'm paying you for is product testing. We'll fuck again later just for the fun of it.
"Now come along, dear, and we'll get started."
Dr. White then led her back into the main house, with her carrying the new sex toy, closely followed by Roscoe. Entering a brightly lit room, the first thing she saw was the big bed in the middle of the room. It was covered in only a solid light blue fitted sheet. There was also a wing chair placed next to the bed. Surrounding the bed were a number of video cameras set up on tripods. Overhead, there were several lights, positioned so that there would be no shadows on the subject.
Roscoe immediately set about turning the cameras on. Meanwhile Dr. White had Mindy lie upon the bed. He then intoned the date, the time and gave out her name. Then nude, he sat on the wing chair with the remote in hand.
"Okay, Roscoe," he said, "hook her up."
Roscoe climbed on the bed. At that moment she thought that, despite Dr. White's proclamation to the contrary, the old black man would mount her and their coupling would be filmed and recorded, but he made no attempt to mount her. Instead he took the new device from her, lubed it up and ran it up her cunt. With it fully seated, he then began fastening the straps about her waist which held the dildo in her. White inspected the hookup and had Roscoe make a few adjustments, mainly to properly position the clit stimulator against her nubbin.
"One other thing," White told her, "this dildo is custom fitted to your cunt. We know exactly the depth of your vaginal canal to your cervix so that at maximum extension, it will merely kiss and not slam into your cervix. Of course if someone wanted something that would forcefully smash against the cervix, the length of the fuck stroke could be adjusted to do just that." With a chuckle he added, "But we're not here to abuse you, just to use you!
"Now are you ready, Mindy?" he asked as he sat in the wing chair. Enjoying the feel of it inside her, she nodded that she was. "Okay, we'll take it slow with mode number one"
The first thing she felt was the dildo swelling and contracting. She's never felt anything like that before as a natural penis didn't do that. It was odd at first, but a very pleasant sensation.
"You like that, honey?" White asked. Mindy nodded that she did.
"Describe how it feels."
She did her best to describe the odd feeling of it swelling and contracting in her cunt, and as she did, she realized that she was getting aroused.
"Ready to move on?" he asked.
"No, not yet," she breathlessly whispered as she squirmed on the bed.
"Getting turned on, aren't you?"
"Yesss."
"Roscoe, look at how stiff her nipples have become."
"Yes, sir, she's a hot one, that's for sure."
White increased the maximum thickness of each pulse and watched as Mindy's tits took on a mottled appearance. Then he increased the frequency of each cycle. She let out a moan and began squirming vigorously on the bed as an orgasm swept over her. She ended up curled into a ball on her side, with a big wet spot clearly on the sheet.
White stopped stimulating her and let her recover.
"Tell me when you're ready, darling, and we'll do the next test." For some minutes she remained silent and curled up as she drifted down from her sexual euphoria. She uncurled and lay back on her back.
"Ready for the next test?"
She nodded.
"Then spread your legs open... That's a girl, nice and wide."
"Okay, here goes mode number two. We'll take it slow at first, then increase the depth of penetration and frequency of each pulse. Ready?"
"Mmmmm," she moaned at the feel of the thing slowly moving inside her cunt. It was different than a straight fucking she quickly realized, as most of the motion was at the tip and decreased towards the base. Back and forth the tip moved in her cunt, and as it did, the stalk moved in its curious motion, but then she realized another sensation, the feel of the knobs studded along the stalk rubbing on the walls of her vagina like a series of cock crowns massaging the entire length of her cuntal channel. Gradually the length of the strokes increased, giving rise to more motion of the faux glans in her sex.
A guttural moan escaped from her lips and soon her eyes rolled up into the back of her head and she began to quake once again in orgasmic pleasure. Dr. White was ecstatic at the response of his test subject and he'd only just begun the testing of the device. This was, he knew, going to be a very big seller.
She curled up once again and White barked, "Strap her down!"
Roscoe was on it immediately, recovering the first restraint that had been hidden under the bed, he quickly fastened it to one ankle. Then he quickly fastened the other ankle to another restraint. White stepped on a control pedal at the foot of his chair and the restraining straps retreated, pulling her legs apart and keeping them open. Meanwhile Roscoe was securing her wrists to straps located at the head of the bed. When both wrists were secure, White caused those straps to tighten also, and like the leg straps, he left enough slack so that she could squirm about, but not enough to turn over, nor could she reach down and attempt to dislodge the sex toy that was tormenting her. And once she was secured, he pushed a button to shoot out some lube, then turned a knob on the remote, decreasing the stroke cycle as well as increasing the stroke length.
Mindy let out a loud moan and then fell silent as she shook like an epileptic having a fit. White dialed it back and then off. Mindy fell to the bed like she had been levitated and then allowed to fall. She was, by then covered in sweat. Not just a sheen, but soaked enough to leave an imprint of her body on the bed sheet.
For several minutes she lay gasping for breath, tugging at the restraints. When she had recovered sufficiently, White asked her, "Did you enjoy that?" Mindy nodded, still unable to speak after the incredible experience.
"Okay, are you ready to try out the next mode?"
She really didn't understand what he was saying, not that she had any say in what was to happen next. Suddenly, she felt a gentle buzzing on her clit. Having her clit directly stimulated was the last thing she needed at the moment. She let out a pitiful moan and tried to escape from the restraints in order to stop it, but she couldn't stop it. Nor could she stop the buzzing from increasing and she couldn't stop her body from reacting to the increasing stimulation of her clit. She began wailing as the orgasmic energy within her built to the breaking point until it exploded upon her and once again, rendering her senseless in orgasmic euphoria.
White didn't push it all the way, as he had no intentions of killing the girl. The test had been hugely successful, but he also knew he had to modify the design and scale back the maximum intensity of the various modes of operation before his Wonder-Wang went on the market.
"Roscoe, release all the restraints," he instructed his helper. Roscoe quickly removed all four restraints. His task complete, he stood by the bed awaiting further orders. He watched as his boss sat on the bed next to nude girl and took a stiff nipple between his fingers and rolled it around for a moment. Then he instructed Roscoe to remove the Wonder-Wang from her pussy. With the thing removed, her pussy gaped open despite the swelling of her labia.
"What do think, Roscoe? Would you like to stick your dick into that?"
Roscoe's eyes widened and his teeth shone. "Yes, suh! I certainly do!"
"Well, maybe next time. I didn't bring her to be raped."
"Uh, yes, suh..." Roscoe replied clearly disappointed.
With that Roscoe watched his boss climb on top of the girl and run his cock up her cunt
"Damn! She's broiling hot!" White declared as he began rutting. "And surprisingly snug too. You really ought to try this one sometime."
"Uh, yes, suh! I'd like that. Like it a lot."
"Yes, I'm sure you would."
Mindy, becoming aware that she was being fucked once again, opened her eyes and looked up into the grinning face of the older man who was using her. She wasn't alarmed that he was doing her, indeed, it was very pleasant to be fucked gently after what she'd just gone through.
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