by Powerone
The doctors all watched the intense orgasm Joanna received, the camera filming all of it for the Japanese market, the lens got a close up of her elongated clitoris, pulled into the unnatural shape by the machine, her profuse cum drenching the seat, the look of ecstasy on her face as she came again and again, the machine masturbated her to multiple orgasms. Her climax ran into minutes, the machine let her down, then pumped harder, a new shudder ran through her as she came again. She finally slumped down; Dr. Michaels checked her pulse, felt her speeding heart. “Very good, Joanna. One of your most intense orgasms."
They let her rest for a minute, the blindfold still on. “One more test, Joanna, then you will be finished.” They helped her off the exam table and moved her over to the bench. This type of bench was usually reserved for male clients positioned for a colonoscopy. Dr. Michaels's bench was specially designed for his particular patients and put them into a provocative position that would film well. A padded leather bench with a sharp downward slope went from about waist high to the floor at a 45 degree angle. The top of the bench was flat, about four inches wide, making for a comfortable bench for the female hips. The front side of the bench had two separate padded steps, each about eighteen inches from the floor, wide enough to hold the knees of the female patient. Naturally they were spread wide, mechanism controlled by remote to move side to side, increasing or decreasing the spread between the knees. The leather straps secured the knees and allowed Dr. Michaels to place his patients into an unnaturally wide stance.
"The bench is extremely low, Joanna, so you are going to have to bend over deeply. This will put you into a position that will allow us to test the elasticity of your anal tract. It will push your butt high into the air, your anus spread and exposed. I will be inserting a device I call “the snake” into your anus. This device will slowly move deeper into your rectum, finally entering your colon. It will move on its own, feel any resistance and make necessary corrections needed to continue. It will be uncomfortable and give you a sense of fullness, almost like after you finish a Thanksgiving dinner. You may experience some cramping; this is necessary and expected. It is rather large."
"No, please, it hurts when you put things up my butt. Please don't.” She knew she was almost finished, wanted it to end. But, this sounded painful.
Dr. Michaels let his hand slip down over her ass cheeks, down the tight crease, his middle finger pushed aside any resistance by Joanna's clenched cheeks until he found her tiny anus, still lubricated by the speculum that had been introduced into the tiny orifice. “Nonsense, Joanna, we will try to be gentle,” his finger pushed into her anus, gripped tightly by her rectum as she stood there, impaled on his moving finger. “You are very tight; we want to make sure that you don't have a problem in the future with the elasticity of your anal tract.” He moved around in her asshole, felt her suffer the fingering of her intimate hole.
She jumped, stretched up on her toes as his finger pushed into her anus, unable to stop him as he moved around inside her again, massaged her muscle that gripped him so tightly. She felt his other hand push down on her back, slowly bend her over, her butt thrust out, forced the finger deeper inside her, made her spread her legs wider to accommodate the fat finger. Even though it had been spread wide by the speculum, it seemed to have shrunk back down to the little tiny star again, almost as if it had never been entered before.
"You'll feel the leather bench in a second, Joanna,” his finger pulled from deep inside her rectum, as he needed both hands to manipulate her body into the desired position. He made her bend deeper until her hips hit the leather, then grabbed one of her legs, pulled it up, her muscles relaxed, let him have his way with her body, as he put the first knee onto the raised platform. “Now the other, kneel up on it,” moved her other leg up until she was firmly on her knees, bent at the waist. “Dr. Stevens, would you help me?” Dr. Stevens grabbed her by the shoulders and pressed downward, her body began to bend sharply at the waist, lower and lower until her head was almost at the floor. A leather strap quickly secured around the middle of her back kept her firmly in the bent over position.
"You will notice the way her buttocks are in an upraised position, her knees nicely spaced apart to allow the cheeks to separate.” He pushed the remote, the knee platforms moved outward, a groan from Joanna, her cheeks spread even wider. “Her vulva is also prominently displayed from the rear, an enticing sight,” his fingers ran over her labia, felt her wetness. “Joanna is again lubricating profusely. She seems to get sexually aroused when placed into spread and exposed positions, just like our other subjects.” He lightly tapped her ass, the sound of his hand slapping her flesh made his cock jump.
Her knees spread wide again; Joanna imagined how she must look. The doggy style position, her butt so prominently displayed, her sex so grossly exposed from behind, left her humiliated, but also excited. The slaps to her ass surprised her. Not so much from the pain, but the pleasure, his hand ignited a tingle between her legs. Dr. Michaels returned to her sex again, felt the renewed wetness. Another sharp slap on her ass, she gritted her teeth as she endured the pleasurable pain.
"Joanna seems to be enjoying the spanking to her butt. I will take this into account when we masturbate her again. Now for the snake.” He picked up the snake. It was shaped like a human cock-specifically his-while not as big. The head was larger than the shaft, the rim around the head more pronounced, sticking out over a one-half inch wider then normal. When withdrawn, the head would drag out harshly through the colon. It was connected to the rest of the machine, able to extend to depths of up to 60 centimeters, or over two feet long. The snake was fairly rigid, introduced into the anus with the help of the doctor. After that it moved by itself, slowly crawled along the colon, the head of the snake gradually turned inside as it moved, further stimulating the inner walls.
She felt the lubricant applied liberally by Dr. Michaels, his finger slipped in and out her anus at will, her sphincter unable to stop him, her tract fully lubricated. It felt good and uncomfortable, all at the same time, but as she thought of the snake, she began to tighten up, fearful of an instrument with the evil sounding name.
A quick slap to her cheek and then to the other side, the skin reddened, “Loosen up your anus, Joanna, or else it will hurt,” pleased at the way she responded to the spanking. She pushed out on her anus, just as she had been taught to do before. “Very good, Joanna. You will notice the way Joanna is responding, opening up her anus for the snake.” He grabbed the snake, lubricated the head until it glistened, then pressed it against her anus. Pushed out by her muscles, the lubricated snake quickly gained entrance, slowly spread her as the head began to be engulfed in her anus.
"It's big!” she cried out as she felt the cold, hard object pressed against her anus. She pushed again, the snake sought further entrance, her anus spread wider, slowly swallowed the snake.
"Almost in, Joanna, open up again,” all of the doctors watched as Joanna pushed out on her anus, facilitated the entrance of the snake inside her. She would not have been so willing if she knew it was shaped like a cock, my cock.
She screamed as Dr. Michaels gave the snake one forceful shove that buried the head into her rectum, her anus split tightly under the rim, gripped it tightly, her sphincter began to spasm as it fought the cruel intrusion. “So big!” she cried out and tried to take her mind off the large snake inside her.
Dr. Michaels's hands ran over her ass, his fingers played over her stretched anus, felt her body shudder as he so intimately fondled her. “See how tightly the snake is gripped by her body. Once I start the machine, it will seek greater depth under its own power.” His hands moved under the snake to her vulva peeking out from below, glistening, her juices ran down the inside of her thighs. He lightly tapped her protruding labia, the snake jerked back and forth as she moved away. He gripped both of her lips and pulled them down, heard her groan as they stretched out. His fingers couldn't grab firmly, her juices made them too slippery. “A pair of hemostats, ple
ase, Dr. Stevens."
"No!” she screamed as his fingers separated her labia, the pinch of the hemostats on the tender lips and then the sudden drop as the heavy instrument pulled toward the floor, her lip forced to stretch with it. The other fold was likewise prepared, both of her labia now protruded over three inches down her thighs. Dr. Michaels slapped the hemostats with his hand, making her labia swing back and forth as they were stretched.
If that weren't bad enough, the sound of the machine again broke the silence; the snake inside her rectum seemed to come alive. First the head began to rotate, her anus pulled as the snake moved around in a circle inside her. Next, the uncomfortable feeling as it pressed forward inside her, the rounded head rotated, as it seemed to bore into the depths of her bowels. It passed painfully from her rectum into her lower intestine, the inanimate object not caring about her cries of pain as a sharp cramp gripped her stomach.
"Do you mind helping take Joanna's mind off of the snake, Dr. Stevens?” Dr. Stevens needed no further encouragement; his large hand slapped her ass cheek, the white skin turned instantly red. Dr. Michaels's fingers moved between her pinched labia, up and down the silky, wet flesh, made her shudder when he moved up and touched her clitoris. His fingers moved against the dangling hemostats, to make sure her labia received constant jerks of pain as they pulled painfully down.
Another sharp pain as the snake was now deep inside her colon, as if it was trying to bore into her bowels and through her entire body. Her clenched bowels were no match for the relentless and unyielding snake; she was now spread wide by the thick head that turned constantly inside her, rubbed harshly over her sensitive bowel lining. It was only Dr. Michaels's fingers masturbating her, along with the sharp bite of the hemostats on her labia, punctuated by the painful spanking by Dr. Stevens that kept her going. The combination of pain, pleasure and feeling of fullness made her body so sexually aroused, not sure how much longer she could go without cumming. Just when she thought she would cum, the snake stretched her bowel in a direction it was not meant to be stretched, ignited a painful cramp inside her stomach that distracted her from her orgasm. It was only when it went away that she again felt the stir of an impending orgasm in her pussy.
She felt so full, the snake now stationary inside her bowels, the head still turning painfully inside her, reminding her of the power of the inanimate object as it swirled around. Then it began to withdraw, a process made all the more painful as the rim head dragged painfully out, created a vacuum inside her that felt as if her guts were being pulled out. It pulled halfway out before it moved back in again, as if she was being sodomized instead of being examined. The final time it withdrew, the Doctors were ready for her. As the snake withdrew, they increased her masturbation, Dr. Stevens rained blows on her upturned ass cheeks, unprotected and vulnerable to the sexual spanking, Dr. Michaels played her body like a fine tuned watch, his fingers clipped the dangling hemostats, ignited sharp painful nips on her labia as his other hand played over her clitoris.
"Dr. Williams, the snake please."
Joanna felt the head of the snake pulling from her anus, out of her stretched opening just as Dr. Michaels gripped her clitoris with a hemostat, or at least that it what it felt like. The metal gripped the blood-engorged organ, his hand pulled it from her body, stretched it painfully. Other hands slapped at the hemostats on her labia, as Dr. Stevens continued to spank her ass harshly. That was all she could take. She came all over them. Her body shook in ecstasy, the strange combination of pain and pleasure swept over her body, her asshole clung to the snake as the thick head pulled harshly outward, her pussy gushed juices all over the hemostats dragging her lips to the ground. Another shuddering orgasm as the hemostats were released, the sharp pain as the blood rushed back made her cum again. She slumped on the bench, exhausted as the snake burst out of her asshole with a sharp pop.
They released her from the bench; Joanna slowly dressed, not even caring as they watched her. “You are in excellent health, Joanna. A fine specimen of female flesh. In addition, you have proved invaluable in our Masturbatory Practices of The Female College Student research project. In fact, we would be willing to pay you $1,000 to take part in another research project if you are interested.” Dr. Michaels smiled, wished he had a chance to fuck her, his cock so hard; his balls ached, wanting release.
"What's the project?” her ears perked up at the sound of $1,000. She was always poor; $1,000 would be a windfall. It wasn't exactly that she hadn't enjoyed herself. While painful, they also did make her cum. Many times, often in situations where she would have thought that she wouldn't be able to, especially when they induced pain in her body. But it seemed to drive her over the edge each time.
"We are doing a study called, “Pain Management: Can sexual arousal be used to offset the effects of pain.” We are testing whether sexual arousal in a female can be used to help patients with painful disease. In the study, the subjects will be exposed to painful stimuli. They will then be sexually aroused through a combination of masturbation or other sexual activities to see if the pain can be diminished in the brain. This will not only be masturbation, but might also involve oral, vaginal and anal sex.” Dr. Michaels didn't miss that her eyes lit up at the mention of $1,000. “We also have a bonus of an additional $1,000 for all subjects that complete a successful study.
Joanna got up, “I will think about it and give you a call if I'm interested.” As she headed out the door, the doctors noted that she walked hesitantly, her body surely weakened by the multiple orgasms she had endured.
Maiden Maid
It was a cold night in the winter of 1933. Only the roared fire from the mammoth fireplace in the study lighted the room. Eighteen year old Sarah shivered, not from the cold, but from the fear. She was naked, bent over the large upholstered chair, the fire played over her naked skin. She kneeled on the seat, her upper body hung over the top of the chair, her breasts hung down. Her legs were spread wide, touching the arms of the chair. She could feel her pussy lips and ass cheeks spread open. She felt so naked and vulnerable. She could hear Master Michael, her employer behind her. She heard the sound of his clothes rustling as they fell to the floor. She felt him behind her, felt his pulsating flesh pushed against her naked pussy, ready to take her virginity from her.
Sarah's ass arched up as Michael's cock plowed painfully into her virgin passage. Her head rose up and she screamed as it felt like a red-hot poker was thrust into her vagina, tearing apart her hymen in one cruel thrust that forever took her innocence from her body. Her body was already sore from the punishment Michael had inflicted on her body as she was bent over and tied to the punishment bench. If that had not been enough to smash her innocence, the taking of her virginity as she was bent over the upholstered chair, forced to present herself, open and naked on the chair was even worse.
It was only a month since she was brought from the orphanage to work for Master Michael as his housemaid. Or that is what they told her. She thought she was lucky to have found such a great job. She was to work in a great manor, room and board furnished. The food was excellent, the accommodations grandiose compared to what she had lived in most of her life at the orphanage. The economy had turned bad and there was so much poverty. She felt lucky to have even got a job. Others at the orphanage were released when they were eighteen to a miserable existence. She soon found out he expected more out of her. That is how she found herself in this predicament, naked waiting for Master Michael to take her virginity.
It had gone from bad to worse since she started the job. It began with his leering glares, seemingly undressing her. It than went to the “accidental” touching of her body as she worked. Than there was the spanking for breaking the glass, her rounded butt raised up over his lap, her skirts pulled up exposing her corset, his hard cock pressing into her. Each day he became bolder and more insistent. Bedtime became the worse time. He would bring her into his study. He wore his dressing gown and she soon found out he was naked beneath it. She would be forced
to stand before him as he began to take liberties with her body. Soon he forced her to service him, on her knees before him, her clothes in disarray, his cock in her mouth until he filled her with his hot cum. Tonight she was stripped naked and bent over the chair. He had told her that he would fuck her tonight. She felt him behind her, his hard cock rubbing over her naked and spread pussy. She cried out as his cock entered her, breaking her hymen, taking her virginity forever. His hard cock began to take long, hard strokes inside her, her blood lubricating his cock, forcing gasps of pain from her lips.
Sarah was five feet five inches tall. Her features were not striking except for her hair. It was red and over the years had grown long and full. It now hung down past her waist and covered her butt. It was the only possession that Sarah had in her life. Her body was slim, mostly caused by the little food that the orphanage had provided her with. Her breasts were small, but firm, her nipples a light brown, about the size of a quarter. Her waist was small, her butt rounded and firm. A bright red bush of hair framed her pussy.
Sarah's life had started bad and over her short eighteen years hadn't got much better. At the young age of three, both of her parents were killed in a fire. Relatives hadn't claimed her so she became a ward of the state. She lived in a series of orphanages for females and there were times when she was brought before families interested in adopting her, but as she became older, the visits became less frequent. Most families wanted a baby, not a teenager. Life in the orphanages became more difficult as the depression began. Food, while never plentiful, became even scarcer. The dormitory style rooms became more crowded as families could no longer care for their children. Where there were once twenty beds in the room, they now held thirty. Younger children were forced to sleep in the same bed with older children. At the age of eighteen, the state was no longer required to provide care for an orphan and they were released into the cruel world. The depression had hit severely, with unemployment at 25%. With little skills, those released became prostitutes to support themselves or lived in one of the Homerville's, tented communities of people with little hope or future.
