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 EXPERIMENTAL TORMENT

   Part 1 - The torment target

   Dear Reader,

   I wrote "The Orphanage" in "Gypsy Seducers" that is available for your
enjoyment on ASSTR.  I have been receiving very positive comments about it
and asked to write more.  Unfortunately I am very slow as a writer.  I
write in the nude with a strap-on clit vibrator running and that makes
writing a very slow process.

   I have also been told that my first story was too long in one hit so I
have tried writing in chapters with a system whereby I only get to cum when
the chapter is finished.  We'll see how well it works.  For now, here is
the first section of what will probably be a long story.  I hope you enjoy
it and look forward to your feedback.  Email me at zeldakell@hotmail.com.

   Chapter 1 - Early changes:

   Rebecca Keys woke from yet another erotic dream.  The changes in her
brain from the experimental work of Dr Au were raising her sexual craving
and desire more every day.  One hand was kneading her large breast while
she tweaked her hard, fat nipple with her thumb and first two fingers. 
These ministrations sent pleasure sensations through her breasts and down
through her stomach to her quivering vagina and throbbing clit.  Her other
hand was actually working on that area as she mauled her breast.  Her first
two fingers were sliding in and out of her extremely gooey hole while her
thumb was running around her bloated, buzzing clit.

   The remaining tendrils of her dream taunted her.  She was in bed with
two women, both of whom were sucking and nibbling on her swollen,
super-sensitive nipples and the one on her right was rolling her finger
over Rebecca's tingling clit.  The second woman had her hand under
Rebecca's buttocks and was teasing her anus.  The fourth occupant of the
bed was a large black man whose long, thick cock was sawing in and out of
her dripping cunt.  She was so hot and so ready to cum it wasn't funny.

   In waking life, Rebecca moaned with pleasure and desire being stimulated
by her hands caressing her breasts and frigging herself lustily.  She then
groaned with effort as she tried to gain some self-control over her
rampantly randy body.  She was part of an experiment that she had foolishly
agreed to and knew that if she masturbated to orgasm it would be recorded
on several computers: the central system at the laboratory, the desktop in
the office of her ex-husband, Ron; the laptop of her long-standing rival,
Sandra Rogers; and the mobile phone system of the editor of the national
newspaper, Rex Simpson.

   She was sweating from the exertion of her nocturnal dreaming and
masturbation and the effort to stop playing with herself before she gained
the glorious relief from her intense sexual desire and tension.  She needed
to cum so badly.  She had agreed to this stupid experiment three weeks ago
and her lust and sexual need had been growing ever since.  She had been
fitted with a high-tech wrist band that constantly monitored her
bio-physiology.  It was specifically designed for her personal biochemistry
and physiology so that orgasm achieved by masturbation would be instantly
identified and notified to the designated computer systems.  And discovery
of masturbation-induced orgasm would ruin her career, her public standing
and her personal pride.

   Determined, she threw off the sheet covering her voluptuous body and
stood up.  This action caused her to confront her reflection in the full
length mirror doors of her wardrobe.  A tall woman at 5'8", she had a
classic pin-up girl figure.  She wore her dark, wavy hair short, giving her
beautiful face a young, impish look.  Her green-blue eyes looked almost
luminous in contrast to her olive complexion.  Wide of shoulder, she had
large, full, well-separated, round breasts.  The hefty globes were topped
with equally large aureole with outsized nipples that became long and thick
when she was aroused.  These adornments were normally light pink but became
deep maroon-brown when she was aroused.  Looking at her reflection, Rachel
noticed her deep maroon brown, swollen aureole and thick, hard nipples and
saw how aroused she was.  Her tousled hair from horny dreams and her
swollen breasts and flushed, distended nipples gave her a sluttish look
that surprised her.  It also aroused her more and her hands robotically
returned to her throbbing tit nubs and began tweaking her super-sensitive
tit tips.

   While working on her tits, Rebecca continued to watch herself in the
mirror.  Her lust rose as she gazed at her fingers pulling and squeezing at
her thick, throbbing nipples and mauling her swollen tits.  As she
stimulated herself, her mind a fog of lust, her eyes wandered down her body
unconsciously noticing her slim waist and the swell of her full, womanly
hips and her long, shapely legs.  She also detected a shine on the fine
pubic hair that surrounded her nether lips.  That delicate phrase was not
what Rebecca used this morning in her incredibly randy state.  Instead, as
she saw the glistening arousal dew on her pubic hair she said to herself:
"Oh Lord, I'm so horny that my cunt is wet!" And, with those words
lingering in her head, her arousal rose another notch.

   Continuing to stare at her reflection, Rebecca watched her right hand
leave off caressing her sensitive tit and travel down to the dark triangle
of fine hair framing her pussy.  She ran her middle finger between her
swollen lips, feeling her copious slippery juices instantly coat her
exploring digit.  Quivers of delight and arousal raced through her roused
body as she ran her finger back and forth over her tingling pussy lips. 
She could see and feel how swollen they were.  Blood-filled, her labia
radiated heat and shone with a rich, wet red in the morning light.  She
moaned and her legs buckled a little as she ran the tip of her finger over
her engorged clit.  Like her lips, it shone red with engorgement and stuck
out hard and longer than she had seen it before.  In her lusty state
Rebecca thought it looked obscene and incredibly hot.  She added another
finger and squeezed the obscene protrusion between them, sending electric
shocks of pure pleasure and sexual heat deep into her pulsating cunt, up
her spine into her throbbing breasts and into her brain that was overcome
by sexuality.

   Watching herself squeeze her tit and pull on her puffy nipple while she
squeezed and pulled at her bloated clit, Rebecca said to herself: "Dear
God, I look like a depraved slut!", and immediately felt an extra surge of
lust and desire radiate in her head and body.  The fingers working on her
cunt were drenched with an outpour of lubricant as her arousal soared. 
They grasped her bloated clit harder and started to pull at it furiously.
With here eyes shut and her mind thinking of lesbian lovers and black
fuckers she was so hot that she had to cum, had to cum, had to cum ...