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There were two, a man and a woman, each laying on a medical examination table, naked under thin paper robes open to the front, ankles strapped into the stirrups.
The woman with the dark hair, pencil skirt, and lab coat carried a clipboard. She’d led them down the hallway to this room. She’d watched as they were told to undress and don the paper robes. She’d strapped them in herself.
She now went over their release forms and verbally confirmed they understood the rules. If they endured the next hour, they would each receive a cashier’s check for $10,000.
If they stopped before the hour was over, they would forfeit the check for $500 cash.
The man and the woman both agreed to the terms once more.
There was a mirror across the ceiling. In it, they could bear witness to their own vulnerability as well as each other. Having just met in the waiting room less than an hour earlier, they stole glances at each other in the mirror – as if to sooth their sense of shame in the situation by visually recognizing they were not alone in it.
The door opened and the dark haired woman set the clipboard down. “Welcome, you’re just in time. We were just finishing up the preliminaries.”
There was the sound of shuffling as five people entered the room and situated themselves in a half circle in front of the two examination tables.
His eyes looked up into the mirror in terror as he realized it was a combination of men and women and he felt a flush in his face as he realized his cock was responding somewhat positively to the experience.
“See how it twitches?” The dark-haired woman had stepped forward and spread the man’s knees further apart, revealing him further to the assembled onlookers. “Come closer, if you like. If you put your hands on it, you can feel it hardening in response to your touch.”
Two of the women from the group stepped forward and reached past his thighs to his core, gently touching his shaft with gloved hands.
“Don’t be shy, ladies and gentlemen. They can take it.” The dark-haired woman was now spreading the woman’s knees apart, and motioning for the others to come forward.
The third woman, a blonde, and the two men stepped forward. The blonde stood between the two tables, running a hand a long each of their thighs as she came to a stop in front of each of their chests, pulling apart the front of the paper robes to reveal them.
“His nipples are pretty firm and hard. Hers aren’t as hard as I’d expect, for it being such a cold room,” she noted, running a finger of each hand lightly across the nipples.
Meanwhile, the two women had strengthened their grip on his cock, now fully erect, while one of the men used his own gloved fingers to pinch and spread her glistening pussy lips apart.
“She is aroused, however,” he said. “Perhaps her nipples need some additional stimulation.”
As if cued, the second man, taller than the other, walked around the table to her other side and began pinching and tugging at the woman’s nipples. “Interesting,” he commented, “This one seems to be responding more to the harder pinching than that one does to the caressing. Angela, how do you think it would respond to oral stimulation?”
The blonde woman turned. “Oh, that is an interesting question. Let’s find out.” She pulled her hair back from her face and leaned down to put her mouth on the exposed woman’s nipple.
After a few seconds, and with a hard sucking motion, she stood back up to look at her handiwork. “It does seem to have made a difference, but not as much as the one you’re pinching. This girl seems to respond to pain.”
The man on the table moaned, and the team of examiners turned their attention to him. The dark-haired woman smiled and moved up to look him directly in the face. “Jake, you are going to have to hold back to be fully compensated. It has only been a few minutes, you still have at least another 50 to go. Do you understand me?”
He closed his eyes and nodded.
“Jake, I asked if you understand me,” she grabbed his cheeks with her palm against his chin and jerked it to face her. “Open your eyes and tell me you understand.”
His eyes darted open and with a pained look, he nodded and grunted, “Yes, I understand.”
A moan was heard from the woman on the table. The fat man with thick fingers was now vigorously penetrating her pussy with his thick latex-covered fingers. “We can let this one climax, though, right? Since she can go several times?”
“Yes, Kara can orgasm as many times as you’d like, Oliver. As any of you would like,” she announced to the rest of the room. The dark-haired woman let go of Jake’s face and stepped away to make room for someone else to move in.
She walked toward the corner of the room and rolled a small cart with four drawers over.
“We have some additional tools and implements here if any of you are interested,” she explained, as she unlocked the top drawer.
The taller man walked over to the cart and opened the top drawer. He pulled a series of phallic objects in various sizes.
Walking over toward Jake, he held them up in comparison to his rigid cock, being stroked by one of the women while another one rubbed a lubed finger around the outside of his asshole.
“The largest one of these seems to match up to his size.”
“There are larger ones in the second drawer, as well,” noted the dark-haired woman.
“Ah. Excellent,” responded the tall man.
“Martin,” the woman fingering Jake’s asshole spoke up, “May I see the smallest of them? I’d like to see if we can get this one up to taking one his own size.”
“Oh, of course, Mira, be my guest.” He handed her the smallest of the dildos and looked over at Oliver, who was now two fingers deep in Kara’s wet cunt. “Oliver, do you mind if I do my own experimentation on that one’s asshole while you do that?”
“Of course not, Martin.” Oliver moved off to the side while keeping his momentum going.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Erotic fiction writer. Phi (pronounced “fee”) came into kink at early age and renewed her connection with the lifestyle in 2014 after a decade-long hiatus. A somewhat popular and undeniably avid blogger on fetlife.com under the name phi-is-me, she lives in the suburb of a suburb in southern California with two cats and six pillows.