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THE EXPERIMENT
-by Bonfils
Part 2

Katie had gotten dressed, and Dr. La Roche paid her
the fee, thanking her for her participation. Visibly
embarrassed, the young woman nodded silently, then
hurried out to the taxi.

Jack poured himself a cup of coffee and printed out
the results of today's experiment: Several pages of
graphs and statistics. Dr. La Roche collapsed in a
chair beside him with an exasperated sigh.

"Damn!" she said. "She looked so promising."

"She was very responsive," Jack said.

"She refused anal stimulation," Dr. La Roche said.
"And after three orgasms, she'd already had enough."

"Four," Jack said, consulting the printout.

"Okay," she replied. "But still. We should be able
to do better than that. It's as if the test subjects
get scared. They reach a level of pleasure they've
never experienced before. Then they're afraid to
lose control, and they push the damn button. If we
could just persuade them to go on, God knows what
results we might get."

She leaned back in her chair, stretching her body.
Jack noticed the outline of her breasts beneath the
white coat.

"I mean," she went on. "I think I could do better
than that myself."

She paused.

"Do you want to help?" she said.

Jack stared at her.

"You mean..." he asked, "use yourself as the test
subject?"

"Right," Dr. La Roche said, standing up. "Let's go."

Hesitantly, Jack followed her into the laboratory.
He couldn't really imagine the doctor going through
with this.

Dr. La Roche stood next to the chair and took off
her coat. As she began to unbutton her shirt, she
glanced at Jack.

"You're not embarrassed, are you?" she asked.

"Uh, no," he said.

He picked up the various devices, carefully wiping
and disinfecting them. Still, he watched as Dr. La
Roche swiftly undressed, slipping off her shirt, her
white skirt and her white satin bra. She smiled
self-consciously, as she finally pulled off her
panties and placed them in the drawer next to the
chair.

Jack looked at her. Her body was perfect, slightly
muscular, with a light, even tan. Her legs were
slender and her breasts were fleshy, but elegant.
Between her thighs, neatly trimmed hair framed her
pussy - jet-black as the pageboy hairdo around her
lovely face. Jack had never asked about the origin
of her name, but there was something slightly exotic
about her appearance - could it be her French genes
showing? His cock had been semi-erect before - at
the sight of Dr. La Roche's naked body he felt it
stretching to a full hard-on inside his pants.

She sat down on the chair, making herself
comfortable.

"Okay," she said with just the hint of a smile. "You
know the drill."

Jack bent over her as he strapped the mammarian
stimulator around her chest. He smelled the sweet
scent of her skin and felt the softness of her
breasts. Next, he fitted the clitoral stimulator
around her waist, and strapped on the vaginal
penetrator beneath it. The skin between her thighs
felt soft and warm, and Dr. La Roche shivered
slightly at his touch.

"You want anal penetration?" he asked casually.

"Of course," she said. "I intend to do this right."

Without a word, Jack picked up the anal penetrator.
He applied lubricant from a small tube and strapped
the device around Dr. La Roche's ass. Her buttocks
were soft and round. He had to fight the impulse to
slap them hard.

He didn't feel cautious anymore. As he fastened the
leather straps around the doctor's hands and feet,
he felt in control - and he liked that feeling. Dr.
La Roche seemed to sense it, too. She looked up at
him with an expression of curiosity - as if
witnessing a new side of his personality.

Jack sat down by the mobile control panel. It was
equipped with the same dials and meters as the
bigger panel in the control room. He pulled the
control panel towards him, placing it just out of
Dr. La Roche's reach.

"Jack," she said. "I can't reach the red button from
here."

"Oh," he said. "That won't be necessary, will it? I
mean, I'll be right here. You just ask, and I'll
switch it off."

There was just a hint of a smile on his face, and
Dr. La Roche looked at him curiously.

"Right," she said hesitantly, "I'd like to..."
 
"I think we'll start with clitoral stimulation at
5.5," Jack interrupted and turned the dial.

Dr. La Roche twitched in the chair, as the device
started massaging her clit at medium speed and
intensity.

"I..." she gasped, "I have this experiment...
planned..."

"Mammarian stimulation at 5.2.8," Jack announced,
handling the controls. Dr. La Roche's breasts were
sucked and vibrated vigorously at a slow speed - as
if a lover chewed on her nipples with great force.

"Please..." she moaned, "I..."

Jack watched the moisture meters - she was getting
wet already. Could she have been wet already, in
anticipation of the experiment? He looked at her
naked body, strapped down, subjected to the
stimulation of the machinery. His cock grew to a
powerful erection, pushing hard against the fabric
of his pants.

"Vaginal penetration immobile to one inch," he said.

He turned the dial, pushing the latex cock just
inside the mouth of Dr. La Roche's pussy. It seemed
to go in smoothly, making her sob quietly.

"Jack," she whispered. "Please..."

"Vaginal penetration to 1.8," he announced.

As he turned the dial, the dildo began moving
swiftly back and forth, but only just slipping in
and out between her labia. The meters showed her
arousal growing, and he saw her juices oozing out
around the edges of the vaginal penetrator and
flowing down the insides of her thighs. 

"Oh, shit!" she gasped.

"Vaginal penetration to 8.5," Jack said calmly.

He turned the dials again, making the latex cock go
slower, but deeper, thrusting into Dr. La Roche in a
steady rhythm, almost burying the entire length
inside her with every stroke. Her naked body
quivered.

"Jack!" she cried. "I think I'm coming... Ahhh..."

He glanced at the meters - and sure enough: Her
arousal levels were already building to a maximum.
He watched, as the climax hit her, her back arching
in the chair, her mouth open wide.

"Ohhh...." she moaned, "ohhh..."

But seconds later, still trembling, she looked over
at Jack.

"Keep going," she gasped. "Cut the mammarian
stimulation a bit. Otherwise, you're... doing fine..."

Jack cut the mammarian vibrators, keeping only a
moderate suction, just letting her feel it.

"Clitoral stimulation to 8.8," he announced.

Turning the dials, he increased the speed of the
vibrator massaging her clit. Buzzing wildly, the
tiny device vibrated her love button at almost
maximum speed. The meters showed her moisture
increasing. Over the noise of the machinery, Jack
heard the tiny wet sounds, as the latex dildo
slipped in and out of her dripping pussy.

Fascinated, he watched the meters, trying to keep
her arousal at a maximum at all times. Dr. La Roche
sobbed quietly with pleasure in the chair.

"Yes," she moaned, "yes, that's it. Oh, my God..."

Inside Jack's pants, his cock was so hard, it was
almost painful. He couldn't help thinking how good
it would feel to simply unzip and let his hard-on
jump out for Dr. La Roche to see. But no - first he
had to focus on bringing her to another orgasm.

"Clitoral stimulation to 3.8," he said.

He gradually slowed down the speed of the vibrator,
stimulating Dr. La Roche's clitoris, reducing it to
a low, hard throbbing, so slow she could almost feel
every beat.

"Mmm," she moaned, biting her lip.

"Clitoral stimulation to 8.8," Jack announced.

And just as slowly, he turned the vibration speed
back up again, changing the low throb to a loud
electric buzzing sound. Watching Dr. La Roche
intently, he gradually changed the speed from fast
to slow to fast, making her writhe with pleasure in
the chair.

"Oh!" she cried. "I'm gonna come again! Aaah!"

Her juices flowed freely, as the orgasm surged
through her body. She tugged at the leather straps,
throwing herself about in convulsions of ecstasy.

"Ohhh yes!" she sobbed.  "Ohhh..."

Breathing heavily, Jack unbuttoned his lab coat and
threw it on the floor. Then - finally - he unzipped
his pants and let his hard, throbbing cock out. Oh,
that felt good. His erect member twitched
impatiently, clear fluid dripping from its tip onto
the floor of the laboratory.

Dr. La Roche gasped as she saw it.

"Jack!" she exclaimed. "What... what are you doing?"

Jack grinned, grabbing his cock.

"You like what you see?" he asked, taking a step
closer to the chair. "I thought I'd improve the
experiment a bit."

"You wouldn't dare!" Dr. La Roche hissed.

"Wouldn't I? You know, you're all tied up. What
exactly are you going to do about it?"

As if she was only realizing it now, she began
tugging at the straps. Her face was red - the latex
cock was still pumping into her, the clitoral
stimulator still running.

"Let me go!" she protested. "Stop it! Ah! Ah!
Aaah...!"

And trembling and struggling, she succumbed to yet
another orgasm.

Jack turned the vaginal penetrator off and clitoral
stimulation all the way down to 2.2, just ever so
slowly and gently teasing her, keeping her aroused.
Then he undid the straps holding the latex dildo in
place and slowly pulled it out. Its surface was wet
and glistening. It almost made him want to lick her
juices off it - taste her.

Then he stood between her legs, his erect cock
pointing up at her dripping wet pussy. He knew very
well that his cock was both longer and thicker than
the latex dildo. And he could see from Dr. La
Roche's eyes that she'd noticed it, too.

He pulled the control panel towards him.

"Jack, please..." she whispered.

He placed his cock at the mouth of her pussy. And
with one swift thrust of his pelvis, he pushed the
entire length of the shaft into her cunt.

"Ohmigod!" she cried.

Jack gasped. The sensation was amazing. Wet and hot,
Dr. La Roche's pussy swallowed his cock, clenching
it with her pulsating flesh. He began thrusting into
her, his cock hard and throbbing with excitement.

"No, Jack," she moaned. "Don't..."

"Don't what?" he gasped. "Don't fuck you? Don't make
you come? What?"

Jack reached for the dials, turning the clitoral
stimulator slowly up to 8.2 - faster and faster, but
still just the faintest touch. Dr. La Roche
whimpered with pleasure.

"You wanted to know..." he panted, still fucking her,
almost out of breath, "how much you could take... I'm
helping you... find out..."

Dr. La Roche was sweating. Tiny drops of
perspiration trickled slowly down her face, her
breasts, her thighs. Jack thought it made her even
sexier, made him want to fuck her deeper, harder. He
hammered his rigid cock into her again and again.
Whenever he entered her, he could feel the slight
throbbing of the clitoral stimulator on the skin of
his cock.

Jack reached for the control panel and turned a dial
he hadn't touched yet.

"You like that?" he gasped. "Now how about... anal
penetration... immobile to half an inch."

"Oh!" Dr. La Roche cried, as the little latex dildo
pushed into her ass.

Still fucking her at a steady pace, Jack kept
turning the dial.

"One inch... two inches... three inches... is that good,
huh?"

"Oh shit!" she gasped, writhing lasciviously around
his cock, "oh shit!"

Four inches. Five inches. Like a small, rubbery
finger, the miniature dildo pushed further and
further into Dr. La Roche's anus. And over and over,
Jack's swollen tool kept thrusting into her pussy.

Six inches. Seven inches. She squealed helplessly,
tugging at the straps. With shaking fingers, Jack
turned another dial, making the anal penetrator move
slowly back and forth. He started at 3.3, making it
move a few inches back and forth in a slow rhythm.
Then, gradually, he increased it to 5.3, making it
go deeper but at the same slow pace.

"Fuck yeah!" Dr. La Roche cried. "That's good,
Jack!"

Jack looked into her eyes. She wasn't protesting
anymore. All her objections had vanished and been
replaced with pure, insatiable desire. Her eyes were
gleaming, mad with lust.

Jack turned the anal penetration up to 8.6, making
the little latex dildo fuck her ass deeper and a
little faster. He was fucking her pussy in the exact
same rhythm.

"Yeah, Jack!" she gasped. "Give it to me! Give it to
me good!"

Grunting and sweating, Jack kept thrusting into her,
finally pushing her over the brink.

"Aaah!" she cried as yet another climax hit her.

Gasping for breath, Jack held completely still
inside her, feeling her pussy tightening around his
excited cock. Dr. La Roche arched her back,
shivering as she savored the sensations of her
climax. She looked up at him, her eyes glazed.

"That was amazing," she whispered. "Kiss me."

And Jack leaned over and put his lips to hers for
the first time. They kissed greedily, their tongues
eagerly lapping against each other - the kiss of two
lovers, turned on by mutual attraction.

"Oh yes," she whispered. "Now let me go, please. I'm
exhausted."

"Not yet," Jack said quietly. "I'm going to make you
come again."

"No," Dr. La Roche sobbed, "I can't. Please."

Jack kept his cock perfectly still - the entire
length buried inside her pussy. He felt the shaft
twitching involuntarily every now and then. He
turned the dial for anal penetration down to 8.2,
making the little latex dildo fuck her anus just as
deep, but slowly - slowly.

Dr. La Roche closed her eyes, moaning almost
imperceptibly. Jack reached for the dial for the
clitoral stimulator. Gradually he increased both
speed and force. From 2.2 to 5.5...

"Oh!" she gasped.

Yes. It was working. Although she had thought she
was finished, he managed to get her excited again.
 From 5.5 to 8.8. He could see the tiny device
buzzing and throbbing, and he felt the vibrations on
his cock.

Dr. La Roche bit her lip. Her nipples were hard as
pebbles. Jack felt her juices flowing abundantly
around his erect cock.

"Jack..." she whispered.

 From 8.8 to 10.10. Relentlessly, the machine
vibrated her clitoris at maximum speed and force.
Dr. La Roche quivered in ecstasy, yet another orgasm
approaching.

"Ohmigod!" she gasped. "Ah! Ah!"

Now Jack began thrusting into her, deep and hard.
She was about to come, and he wanted to come with
her, wanted her to feel - to watch - as he did.

He could hardly hold back anymore. The feeling of
her soft, succulent pussy sucking his cock in - the
sight of her naked body, strapped to the machine,
subjected to the endless stimulations of the
unfeeling devices - knowing that this was driving
her to new heights of sexual pleasure - all this was
enough to make him come any second.

"Jack!" she cried, writhing on the seat. "I'm
coming! Ohmigod! I'm coming!"

Swiftly, Jack pulled out of her. His cock was
jerking violently. He didn't touch it - he knew he
was going to ejaculate anyway. He just stood there,
his hands on his hips, his twitching cock pointing
straight at her, its head swelling, ready to come.

"Look at me!" he gasped.

Obediently, Dr. La Roche looked at him, her eyes
still glazed over from her orgasm. And then he
couldn't hold back any longer.

"Unhhh!" he grunted, as the first spurt of semen
shot from his jerking cock. "Unhhh! Unhhh!"

Dr. La Roche stared at his cock as it kept
ejaculating, jet after jet of thick sperm shooting
from its tip. Long spurts of hot white semen
spattered her naked body - her thighs, her belly,
her breasts. A few drops even landed on her chin,
and as she licked it up, she felt the machine once
more pushing her beyond what she thought physically
possible.

"Aaah!" she cried, arching her back in yet another
powerful climax. "Jack! Please... stop it!"

Breathing heavily, Jack fumbled with the dials and
finally decided to hit the red button, switching
everything off at once.

The buzzing sounds slowed down and suddenly stopped,
giving way to an unexpected silence. They hadn't
noticed how much noise the machine was making. But
now it was switched off, the laboratory was eerily
quiet, making their heavy breathing sound savagely
loud.

Jack looked at the naked, sweating woman in the
chair. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. Whether
it was from exhaustion or pleasure, he wasn't able
to tell. Gently, he undid her straps and helped her
get dressed. She was a bit unsteady, which didn't
surprise him. He was impressed that she was able to
stand up at all.

 ---

An hour later, in the control room, Dr. La Roche
studied the printouts.

"Six orgasms," she said calmly. "Not groundbreaking,
I know. But quite impressive over such a short
period of time."

"And notice," Jack said, pointing to a graph, "how
each climax was stronger than the previous one."

"That is unusual," she said, nodding. Then she gave
Jack a big smile. "We did quite well, didn't we?"

"I guess make a good team," he said.

"We sure do."

Dr. La Roche put the papers down.

"Why don't we get something to eat?" she said. "And
then... are you doing anything tonight?"

"No," Jack replied.

Dr. La Roche grinned cheekily, running her hand
through his hair.

"Oh yes, you are," she purred. "Yes, you are..."

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

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