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Subject: {ASSM} The Experiment - Part 01 (Fsolo, bd, voy toys technology)
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THE EXPERIMENT
- by Bonfils
Part 1

"So," Dr. La Roche said, "if you'll just take off
your clothes, I'll explain what we're going to do."

Smiling nervously, Katie looked around the
laboratory. Like everything else in the clinic, it
was very white and clean. However, the lights had
been dimmed, making it feel a little less clinical.
And thank God the doctor was a woman, too -
otherwise she would probably have changed her mind.
Dr. La Roche - in her white coat - smiled
reassuringly. Katie sighed and began undressing.

The doctor stood holding a clipboard and a pencil
next to something that looked vaguely like a
dentist's chair: Wide, comfortable and probably
adjustable in any number of ways. Except like an
electrical chair, it seemed to have leather straps
for the hands and feet.

On a small tray next to the chair was a selection of
shiny steel objects - medical equipment, Katie
assumed, although she didn't recognize any of them.
They were all connected by electrical wires to a
small table on wheels next to it. On the table was
something like a control panel, the most striking
feature of which was a huge red button - reminding
her of a fire alarm.

"Once you're ready," Dr. La Roche said - ready being
a euphemism for naked - "you'll sit down in this
chair and get comfortable. Okay?"

Katie nodded. She was wearing only bra and panties
now and was kind of reluctant taking off the rest.
But Dr. La Roche smiled as if to say: I know how you
feel. And she relaxed a bit.

"When you're comfortable," Dr. La Roche went on, "-
in your own time, there's no hurry - I'll wire you
up."

She put down her clipboard and pointed to the
equipment on the tray.

"There's really two kind of devices," she said. "The
stimulators - which are the ones we're testing. And
a number of electrodes to check your response."

Katie stood naked in front of her. She was only 22
years old and had a body of classical beauty: She
was of medium height, had long, slender legs and a
shapely bust. Long, curly red hair framed her
delicate features.

"Are you ready?" Dr. La Roche asked.

"I think so," Katie said, forcing a smile.

"You'll be fine," Dr. La Roche said. "You might
actually enjoy it. In a way, that's the whole point,
right?"

Katie sat down on the chair. It was covered with a
synthetic fabric that felt slightly cold against her
naked skin, but otherwise it was soft and
comfortable. Dr. La Roche skillfully adjusted the
chair, until Katie was half-lying, half-sitting. It
was a very relaxing position - she'd easily be able
to fall asleep like this. But she didn't suppose
she'd get the chance.

Dr F picked up the first device: A plastic strap
fitted with two rubber suction cups, wired to the
control panel.

"Please sit up straight for a second," she said.

And quickly she strapped the device around Katie's
chest, fitting the cups over her nipples.

"This," she explained, "is the mammarian stimulator.
You'll feel it applies suction as well as vibration
to your breasts."

Dr. La Roche picked up another device. It looked a
bit like a thong bottom, except instead of a crotch
it had two straps joined together by a round
metallic object the size of a pillbox.

"This," she explained, "serves two purposes: These
two straps are moisture sensors. And this" - she
pointed to a round rubber button underneath the
pillbox thing - "is the clitoral stimulator."

Katie nodded. She was blushing slightly, as Dr. La
Roche fitted the straps around her back and thighs.
The moisture sensors went against her labia, and the
stimulator fitted over her clitoris.

The next device looked like a grotesque codpiece -
two more straps with a huge metallic device in the
middle. Katie frowned.

"Yes," Dr. La Roche said. "It looks a bit weird.
But you might already have guessed what's inside."

She turned it over and indicated an opening, where
the tip of some phallic, latex object peeked out:
"This is the vaginal penetrator. Please lift up your
bottom."

Dr. La Roche fitted the straps around her waist and
upper thighs, strapping the thing to her crotch.
Then, as Katie sat down, she picked up a fourth
device. It looked exactly like the codpiece, except
that it was only about one-fifth of the size.

"This," she said, "I will not use without your
permission, okay? I'll be very much obliged if you
try this out, too. And many women enjoy this
stimulation immensely. But - and I really mean it -
it's your decision alone."

"What is it?" Katie asked.

"The anal stimulator," Dr. La Roche said.

"No," Katie said, a bit louder than she'd planned.
"I... I'm sorry, but I'm not into that kind of thing."

"That's okay," Dr. La Roche said smiling.

She put the device back on the tray and picked up a
handful of electrodes, wired to the control panel.

"In that case," she said, "I'll just attach these
and you'll be all set to go."

She quickly attached the electrodes to Katie's
temples, breasts and thighs. Then she pushed the
table with the control panel up against the chair.

"Are you okay?" Dr. La Roche asked.

Katie nodded.

"Fine," Dr. La Roche said. "I'll leave you to it
then. I'll be in the control room. If you want
anything, just call me. And this is important: If
you want to abandon the experiment at any time -
just push the red button. That will immediately
switch off every device and every form of
stimulation. Do you understand?"

Strangely, Katie felt herself getting aroused. Her
mouth felt dry.

"Yes," she whispered. "I understand."

"And if you don't mind," Dr. La Roche. said. "I'll
just strap you down."

"Sorry?" Katie said.

"Of course, your right hand will be free to press
the red button," she explained. "But for the sake of
the experiment, we have to rule out the possibility
of masturbation."

Dr. La Roche fastened the leather straps around her
hands and feet.

"It's not too tight, is it?" she asked.

"No," Katie said. "It's... okay, I guess."

Dr. La Roche smiled.

"A bit weird, I know," she said. "You'll be fine.
Just relax. And enjoy."

Katie forced another smile.

"I'll try," she said, as Dr. La Roche picked up her
clipboard and turned around to leave.

She walked through a door, apparently into the
control room. Next to the door, there was a huge
smoked-glass mirror the size of a shop window. Katie
guessed it was a two-way mirror, allowing Dr. La
Roche to watch her. She'd try not to think about
that.

The lights dimmed further - leaving the room in near
darkness. Alone in the darkened room, she
immediately felt more relaxed. Then she heard the
slightly distorted sound of Dr. La Roche's voice
through a loudspeaker somewhere in the room:

"Would you like some music?"

Katie almost giggled. Listening to music in this
strange clinical setting was almost bizarre. But
okay - it might help her relax.

"Um, yes..." she said.

"Classical? Rock? R'n'B?"

"You have some soft piano music?" she asked.

"Sure," the voice replied.

And moments later, the soft strains of Chopin filled
the room. Sighing, Katie closed her eyes and relaxed
- waiting for the experiment to begin.

---

"She's pretty," Jack said.

Dr. La Roche raised her eyebrows. He wasn't really
supposed to talk about the test persons like this.
However, it was somewhat sweet hearing a guy
referring to a naked woman as merely "pretty".

"She chose no anal stimulation," she said. "And you
know how much we need those data. Oh well. Let's get
ready."

They sat next to each other at the instrument panel
in the control room. Above it, through the big two-
way mirror, they saw Katie lying naked, strapped to
the chair.

"Let's start with clitoral stimulation at 2.3", Dr.
La Roche said.

Jack turned two dials. This would turn on the
vibrator in the strap above Katie's clitoris. All
dials went from zero to ten, and the clitoral
vibrator was now set at speed two, intensity three.
This would massage her clit slowly and gently.

Katie twitched as she felt the device being turned
on. Dr. La Roche watched the meter on the instrument
panel, monitoring her excitement.

"Okay," she said. "She's responding. Go to 2.5."

Jack raised the intensity to 5, making the device
massage Katie's clit with the same slow speed but
with moderate force.

"Mmm," Katie said.

Dr. La Roche glanced at a meter slowly beginning to
move.

"We have moisture," she said. "Mammarian stimulation
3.1.5."

The mammalian stimulator had three controls: One for
suction, one for speed, and one for intensity. Jack
worked the dials, activating the suction cups on
Katie's breasts. Sucking gently, they vibrated very
slowly, but with some force. Almost like a tender
love-bite, he thought.

Katie was now moving about slightly in the chair,
slowly getting aroused.

"Very good," Dr. La Roche said. "She's highly
responsive. But I'd like more moisture before we
penetrate. Increase clitoral stimulation to 5.5."

Jack turned a dial, keeping the force of the
clitoral vibrator at the same level, but increasing
the speed.

Through the window, they saw Katie squirming in the
chair.

"Oh yes," she whispered. "Oh yes..."

Dr. La Roche inspected the meter and nodded, smiling
slightly.

"Great," she said. "Let's go to penetration.
Immobile to one inch - ever so slowly."

Carefully, Jack turned a dial for the vaginal
penetrator. In immobile mode, he simply controlled
how far into the woman's pussy the latex dildo went.

"One inch," he said.

Katie gasped loudly, as she felt the artificial cock
entering her.

"Moisture is more than sufficient," Dr. La Roche
said. "Go slowly to full length."

Jack turned the dial. Inch by inch the device pushed
the dildo deeper and deeper into Katie's cunt.

"Oh yeah," she gasped. "Oh yeah. Oh yeah. Oh God."

Dr. La Roche looked at the meters and made a note on
her clipboard.

"I think she's building towards a climax already,"
she said.

Jack had finally turned the dial all the way.

"Full length," he said. "Ten inches and immobile."

"Mammarian stimulus to zero," Dr. La Roche said.

Jack switched off all suction and vibration to
Katie's breasts. She was now feeling only the dildo
inside her and the vibration on her clitoris.

"Clitoral stimulation to 2.8," Dr La Roche said.

Jack turned two dials. The device now vibrated
slowly against Katie's clit, but with great force.
Dr. La Roche studied the meters carefully.

"And..." she said. "... orgasm!"

"Ahhh!" Katie cried from the room, her feet kicking
helplessly inside the straps. "Ahhh!"

"Wow," Jack said. "Already?"

"Yes," Dr. La Roche replied. "This is promising.
Penetration to mobile at 5.4."

Dr. La Roche wasn't going to give the woman a break.
Katie was still in the middle of her first orgasm,
but the doctor wanted to start the dildo thrusting
into her. At 5.4, it would be thrusting half its
length into her at a slow, but steady pace. Jack
turned the dials and heard Katie crying out in the
room."

"Ahhh! Oh yes! Yes!"

Dr. La Roche bit into her pencil. The woman's
arousal had hardly dropped from the orgasmic level,
and it was already building again.

"Penetration to 8.5," she said.

Jack turned the dials, making the dildo go almost
full length, and just a little bit faster. Katie
wriggled about in the chair, moaning aloud.

"8.5," Jack confirmed.

He tried to focus on his work, but he felt his cock
swelling and rising inside his pants. Watching this
young woman in sexual ecstasy was incredibly
arousing. And on top of that, there was the feeling
of power: Knowing that a touch of a dial would
stimulate or penetrate her body, increasing her
pleasure, even triggering one orgasm after another.

Before he started working for Dr. La Roche, Jack had
considered himself an average guy - not attracted to
power games at all. But now he was in control, and
he was enjoying it. In fact, he had to admit it was
giving him one hell of an erection.

Jack shifted in his seat, hoping Dr. La Roche
wouldn't notice the growing bulge in his pants. But
she didn't even look his way. She was too busy
following the meters in the control room and taking
notes on her clipboard.

"Ohhh!" Katie cried. "Ohhh!"

They heard the heavy metal chair creaking loudly as
her entire body jerked violently, her arms and legs
pulling at the straps.

Dr. La Roche raised her eyebrows.

"Well, well," she said. "Another orgasm. Gradually
increase penetration to 8.8."

Jack's hands were trembling slightly, as he adjusted
the dials, making the latex cock pump into Katie's
pussy in an ever-increasing rhythm. He almost felt
sorry for the poor girl. He would have given her a
break, but that was not for him to decide. As
always, Dr. La Roche wanted to test her endurance.

"Oh God!" Katie cried, her body shaking with every
thrust of the dildo.

"The moisture levels are impressive," Dr. La Roche
said quietly. "Switch off clitoral stimulation.
Mammarian stimulation to 5.8.8."

Jack turned the dials, giving Katie's clitoris a
rest. Instead, her breasts were now sucked and
vibrated with great force in a fast rhythm. The
effect was like a lover biting into her nipples,
then tugging at them by rapidly shaking his head.

Dr La Roche watched, as the meters showed Katie's
arousal rising again, once more approaching orgasmic
levels. Jack imagined seeing a reddish glow on Dr.
La Roche's cheeks, and wondered how she managed to
maintain her detachment.

When he lost focus and gave in to his excitement, he
imagined being in the room with the Katie, sensing
the smell of her skin and her excitement, touching
her trembling body, controlling her pleasure up
close.

But what could Dr. La Roche be thinking as she
watched Katie driven from orgasm to orgasm? Was she
imagining herself in her place? Was that what she'd
like? To be the subject of the experiment herself?

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Katie gasped, obviously heading for
another orgasm.

God, she was gorgeous, Jack thought. A naked woman
overcome by sensual pleasure had to be the most
beautiful sight in the world. He shook his head,
trying to snap out of it and focus on his work.

The latex cock kept thrusting into Katie's pussy in
a relentless, mechanical rhythm. It could go on
forever, and Katie knew that. She threw herself
about in the chair, arching her back, tugging at the
leather straps with all her strength.

"Aaah!" she cried - a deafening sound of animal
lust. "Aaah!"

"And yet another orgasm," Dr La Roche said calmly.

Katie's face was red. Her entire body glistened with
perspiration, strands of her red hair sticking to
her sweaty face.

"Mammarian stimulation to 8.2.0." Dr. La Roche said.

Jack turned the dials, closing down the vibrations,
instead applying powerful rhythmic suction at a slow
pace. Katie moaned softly.

"8.2.0," he confirmed.

"Clitoral stimulation to 8.5," Dr. La Roche said
without looking up from her clipboard.

Jack hesitated for a second. The experiment was
clearly putting a great strain on Katie - he
wondered if she could handle clitoral stimulation at
this point. Of course, she could always use the red
button to switch it all off, but what if she passed
out? Would Dr. La Roche call off the experiment, if
the test subject lost consciousness?

Jack turned the switches, making the device vibrate
rapidly against Katie's clit with moderate force.

"No... Please!" Katie sobbed. "Stop it! I can't..."

Dr. La Roche pretended not to hear her.

"Vaginal penetration to 10.6," she said.

Jack turned the dials, making the latex dildo slow
down slightly. Instead, it went in all the way with
every thrust. All ten inches of the thing buried
itself in Katie's pussy again and again.

"Stop!" Katie gasped. "Please stop!"

Her arousal levels were climbing again. Dr. La Roche
moved to the microphone.

"If you want to stop the experiment, please press
the red button next to you."

"Oh God!" Katie cried, as another climax hit her.

She fell back into in the chair and lay there
trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks. The
devices buzzed and shook all around her body.

"Ooh..." she whimpered, her right hand fumbling for
the red button, "ooh..."

With trembling fingers, she found the button and
pressed it. With a whirring sound, all machinery
ground to a halt. Katie fell back in the chair,
sweating, exhausted.

For a few seconds, all was quiet in the control
room. The only sound was the Chopin piano music from
the other room.

"Thank you very much, Katie," Dr. La Roche said into
the microphone. "I'll be coming in to help you out."

Katie didn't answer. Jack could see her breasts
rising and falling, as she tried to catch her
breath.

(To be continued)

(c) Bonfils 2007
http://www.tales-of-lust.com

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