Message-ID: <56155asstr$1183313401@assm.asstr.org> X-Original-To: story-submit@asstr.org Delivered-To: story-submit@asstr.org X-Original-Message-ID: <4687C638.4030706@bonfils.com> From: Bonfils <emale@bonfils.com> User-Agent: Thunderbird 1.5.0.12 (Windows/20070509) MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sun, 01 Jul 2007 17:20:24 +0200 Subject: {ASSM} The Experiment - Part 01 (Fsolo, bd, voy toys technology) Lines: 527 Date: Sun, 01 Jul 2007 14:10:01 -0400 Path: assm.asstr.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr.org/Year2007/56155> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-admin@asstr.org> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@asstr.org> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, Sagittaria 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. 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