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Test Subject: 0057

Continuing analysis of the depth of penetration applied via machine model 14. After numerous sessions with the subject, the optimal angle and motion have been confirmed and inputted into the database.

Test Subject 0057 has had to be restrained in a more secure manner than previously to prevent any further thrusting motions, as she has continuously attempted to sway her hips in order to gain deeper penetration.

This analysis of the control of the penetrative machine has shown that the device had not been correctly calibrated; some of the thrusts were giving a less accurate penetration. After many tests with the subject, this has been corrected, with the machine constantly penetrating just below the threshold, which would typically cause for full sexual fulfilment: precisely a 1-inch penetration has been consistently recorded so far. Even when the speed is increased to a maximum, the depth of penetration now remains unchanged, keeping to a 1-inch penetration while causing for a rapid speed which simulates a vibration.

Previous tests with the subject had caused for her to call for mercy after 20 minutes. She had been instructed to abstain from this until the need for more sexual penetration was unbearable. With the machine now properly adjusted to apply an accurate, consistent penetration, the subject has begun begging after 12 minutes and 17 seconds. I shall, however, keep the observation continuing for another 30 minutes to make absolutely sure that the collaboration remains consistent. 

Test subject 0057 continues to beg repeatedly for a deeper penetration which will not be granted.

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A Little Self-Restraint

Let your imagination wander, your fingers will soon follow.

It is time to immerse yourself in the pleasures you have witnessed, to experience the sensations you most desire…

Carry out the actions as closely to the images/descriptions as possible; if massage oil and toys are available to you, use them appropriately. Whether you have items on hand or not, all that matters is that you are immersed in pleasure. Have oil at hand if you possess it/wish to use it (remember that massage oils should only ever be used for external use unless stated on the product label, therefore, keep fingers clean of oil if using them for penetration after applying oil). 

You will be wearing only your panties….

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Forbidden Romance

Princess Sohia had quickly found that her fantasy and reality were not at all in sync. After the long and perilous journey from Helm to the Vaunt Empire, she was greeted not by the welcoming arms of her lover, but by guards and a swift imprisonment. 

“You’ll be sorry if you don’t release me. Prince Tobias will not stand for this, he’ll punish you once he finds out I’m here.” Her protests and threats meant nothing to the guards.

She had expected to be led to the Prince once she had passed through the gates to the great empire of Vaunt. While always seen as a hostile territory to her own Kingdom, there had always been a certain level of respect for the majestic stone architecture which encompassed the mammoth realm she was now a captive of. At once she was separated from her personal guard and led towards the central castle. Led to a cell and imprisoned within the dungeons, she had hoped that the next person she would  see would be Prince Tobias. Dangling from her shackled wrists held above her head, at the centre of the cell, Princess Sophia was approached by a group of women. With their plain white robes, she recognised these as the castle maidens. Accompanied by guards – who simply stood around the room and watched – the maidens stripped the captive and began bathing her. Sophia’s protestations did nothing to dissuade them. Neither the guards nor the maidens made any sound at all as sponges and hands soaped up and cleaned the completely naked girl. 

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It was her turn tonight to be taken in just the way she had heard the other girls be taken night after night. They were all there to experience the most intense of orgasms and to have him study their responses after various lengths of masturbation-free nights; they adored his dedication to the exploration of female pleasure. 

This night was hers, time for the other girls to lie awake and try desperately to stem the desire for their fingertips to wander at the sounds of moans and screams of passion, the sounds of flesh against flesh. He, of course, knew how much they craved the touch, knowing that each time he played with them, the deepest secrets of their sexuality were being unravelled by him. His appetite to explore the boundaries of their pleasure simply grew more each time.

Tonight he was to do as he always did, to bring her to a place beyond pleasure, to tease her past the pinnacle of longing, knowing that she indulged in every second of it. His whispers were to melt her thoughts. His soft, slow touches were to turn her body to vapour at his fingertips. 

“I know that soft, dripping wet pussy hasn’t been played with for so long. I know that when I expose that twitching little clitoris, you are going to be begging me to touch more. If you carry on being a good girl like you have been for the last few days, to restrain yourself from touching, to keep those sweet lips spread for my fingertips, to keep your hands away from the rest of your body and leave me solely to stimulate you, I will reward you by finger fucking you hard. Just think of how, if my fingers can do all that to you, how will it feel when soon my throbbing hard cock is pushing against that little entrance, ready to slide deep inside and fuck you hard”.

Tonight was her night to savour.

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Many Hands

She had never expected to experience such torment, to repeatedly feel the sensations that continued to ebb away at her willpower.

Every night she turned up like a moth to a flame. The advertisement had requested a female to be used for the class of massage students to practice on. She had not expected them to practice on her all at once, every night, to be touched so much by so many soft, oily hands.

The massage instructor had told her not to masturbate for the duration of the week so that she remained most sensitive and responsive. The need overwhelmed her night after night, yet she somehow managed to hold out after every class. The thought of holding herself back was not only a challenge she wanted to succeed in, it was also something that had aroused her the moment she was first told it – the thought of trying to contain her own desires.

Each night she lay on the massage table as they circled around, each caressing her body and sliding their hands sensually all over. The girls took so much pleasure in arousing their subject, knowing that such a long, sensual massage – night after night – must have been unbearable. Occasionally one or two of them would let their fingertips brush against the lips of her sex, taking much delight in letting her arousal simmer, though never giving her the exploration she began to internally beg for. They kept gliding their palms so gently and slowly along the girl’s body, always working in unison to constantly stoke the flame.

Her mind could not follow the patterns of so many hands; soon it became a constant motion of erotic sensations sweeping over her skin.

By the end of the week, the classes, as well as the indescribable need afterwards, had become torture… yet still, she went, with only one more night left. 

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Writhe, struggle, tense every muscle, it all makes no difference. I will still show no mercy. How does it feel knowing that I can feel every sensation that you experience? How does it feel knowing that I am in control of every touch?

You feel like a puppet on strings as I once again control your fingers to work faster, feeling your body draw to the very edge of an orgasm before I make those fingers slow down, keeping you constantly held on the brink, riding it out repeatedly and so cruelly.

In your mind, you continue to beg me over and over, pleading with me to stop torturing you with denial, yet still, I simply reply with erotic whispers trailing through your consciousness. I once again tell you that I had always wanted to experience the intensity of the sensations a girl must feel when she gets close; now that I have taken control of your body for the night, to share it and feel your pleasure, I will make the most of it, I will push you beyond anything any human has ever experienced before. You aren’t the first girl I have taken control of and teased for the night. For her to wake up and think it was a dream. Though you will certainly suffer so much more than any of the others have. 

My last whispers in your mind make you wish you could wake up…

“If this is what it feels like to keep this body on the edge of orgasm for two hours, I look forward to feeling what it is like after ten more of them”.

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Late-X

“Tell us, where is she? We have the still images that were taken with you and Faith yesterday night.”

“I hope you enjoyed the broadcast.”

“You’re going to go away for a long time if you don’t cooperate. We’ve spent years working to take down your operation. Now, where is Faith?”

“But just look at that image, darling, you can see that I wasn’t doing anything to her that she didn’t truly crave. I bet that when she infiltrated our lab, she was just praying that she’d be captured and taken by us. Just look at her face and tell me that this isn’t the expression of someone who is having every desire fulfilled.”

“Stop it! That drug you gave her-”

“Oh, darling! It’s far too wonderful a creation to simply refer to it as a drug. Late-X is one of our most brilliant concoctions. She put up a little struggle, of course, when we slipped the latex suit on her, but doesn’t she look wonderful in it? Her gorgeous curves are so on display for you. Fuck – I just want to go back and make her scream all over ag-”

“Enough! What is the drug you gave her?”

“Don’t interrupt me, and I’ll tell you. So anyhow, when we slipped that enticing latex suit on her, she soon realised that our much-coveted aphrodisiac was laced within. She squirmed and writhed as we restrained her. She tried her best to maintain her composure once I brought out the vial of Late-X. We started the timer the moment I applied a drop of it to her clitoris, though she couldn’t understand the effects yet. She struggled to focus on anything other than the desperate need coursing through her body. You can see the delight on my face as I started using the toys on her.”

“So Late-X is another aphrodisiac?”

“Oh, not at all. There was enough aphrodisiac in her outfit to keep her writhing and begging for attention for days. No – the effects of Late-X were apparent to her once I slid that dildo inside her and pressed the vibrator right on her pulsating little clit. With how desperate to climax she already was, she should have come right at the second the vibrator pressed against that hypersensitive little jewel. Just look at how her cute little clit is so eager for attention.”

“Get to the point!”

“Demanding, aren’t you? Well, she tried her best to compose herself. You should be proud of her. Every other test subject only lasted a few seconds before they started screaming for their orgasm. She lasted an entire two minutes. The timer was set for ten minutes. Though once she realised what was happening, she let it all out. Pleading and begging non-stop… you see, Late-X keeps the victim unable to orgasm until the effect wears off, yet every sensation of pleasure is amplified. We have managed to measure the exact quantities needed for specific time frames – which is how we are able to count down the orgasm to the exact second. Impressive, isn’t it?”

“You’re sick. I’ll make sure that we bring your entire organization crumbling down. You-”

“Oh, darling, don’t be so dramatic. Look at her expression – utter bliss. If only you could have heard how much she cried out for me to let her come. Her pussy just would not stop constantly dripping. I must admit, I almost felt sorry for her. Just that short time must have been hell; she wouldn’t stop screaming for me to show some mercy and let her come. She knew she was being watched, broadcast to so many eager eyes, she just couldn’t contain herself as you can clearly see- don’t you want to watch more of the footage?”

“…and once the timer hit zero?”

“She got what she craved. Though all the orgasms that had been halted over the course of that ten minutes, all of those peaks of ecstasy that were halted while I tormented her pussy, all were released in succession. Can you imagine the sounds, the shrieks of someone having orgasm after orgasm torn from them in succession? How she thrashed in the restraints, needing to escape the onslaught of pleasure that was torturing her. I can assure you, I was relentless.”

“You’ll pay for this!”

“Oh, it didn’t stop there… I just had to do it again and again. Ten minutes every time. I think the worst part for her was knowing exactly what was going to happen but unable to do anything to stop it.”

“Enough! Where is she now? What did you do with her once you were done?”

“Done with her? I don’t think you understand. You may have captured me last night, but in all the time you have had me here, you should have been looking for her. Since I had my fun last night, we haven’t stopped since.”

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“That’s it, good girl. I know you haven’t come in over a week, but your master made it clear that if you moan or make any sound from my touch, you’ll have to wait another week before you have another chance for that sweet release. I could do this to you all day. Isn’t it so hot to have him watch you while I do whatever I want to you? You are doing very well to keep quiet.”

“Well, you made it. Very well done. Still, you aren’t going to get off that easily. You have to hold back your orgasm for another 10 minutes. Otherwise, if your master sees you coming, you will spend the next three weeks being teased by me without any orgasm. I really want the chance to see you suffer like that, so I’m not going to go easy on you now. Come for me and your master, and embrace your punishment. I know you can’t take any more.”

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A Little Research

Wracked with the ever-intoxicating cocktail of nervousness and excitement, she was shaking as they shackled her wrists and ankles, leaving her hanging in the restraints, spread and completely at the mercy of the facility. She had an idea of what kind of cruel delights they may have had in store for her, yet the anticipation of what was to come, even though she knew how pleasurable it should be, was still overwhelming.

The facility had quite the reputation for bringing girls to their limits of sexual endurance, which is why there was not only always a surge in demand for whatever new product they were unveiling but also a surge in requests to be involved in the testing process.

It was clear that this new applicant was very nervous and somewhat apprehensive, yet the moment when the lead research analyst began smearing the latest chemical product over her, those shivers of nerves gave way to shivers of pure physical arousal. The lotion had been made to bring about the highest levels of female sexual arousal from merely making contact with the skin; they made sure to test it most thoroughly on this gorgeous guinea pig, smearing it all over her from neck to toe. It took less than 30 seconds before the girl was breathing heavily and moaning with the need for more stimulation, yet the researcher continued to apply it.

Even without any sexual stimulation, with only the faintest touches and strokes from having the oil applied, the girl’s heart was thumping as her body continued to burn more and more with need: somehow, her pussy was twitching and convulsing even though they had barely just started. With every second, the heat within her rose until, finally, the application of the oil stopped. The unbearable need did not die down. The oil caused the sensations to continuously intensify even as the analyst left the girl, hanging restrained and stewing in her maddening arousal. Only when the rest of them circled her did she realise that the application of the oil was merely the beginning of her teasing torment.

The research had been scheduled to last the duration of the day.

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