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Sitting on the front porch of the ranch style house out in the country, Raven Santo's life had been quite the interesting twist of events since his wife had passed away. While it was his daughter Emma's 17th birthday, at 40 years old, Raven was reminiscent that morning about the interesting twist that life had taken. Because he came from a fairly well off family, Raven had gotten a trust fund when he was 21 and invested wisely causing him to be set for life. He had no need to worry about money and could pretty much do as he pleased.

Raven and his late wife Barbara had married young, She was 21 and he was 22, they had tried for a year to have a child of their own to no avail. It was found out that Barbara was infertile due to a congenital birth defect. This was after trying Invetro and everything else that came up across the medical community yet nothing worked only to have a specialist find out what was wrong. Being as such, they ended up adopting a beautiful redheaded blue eyed one year old girl from the local orphanage and named her Emma a year after they were married. Barbara had been 22 and Raven had been 23 when the beautiful girl came into their lives. She was such a pleasure to have around and brought so much joy. Unfortunately, within a year after the adoption was finalized, Barbara passed away leaving Raven and Emma alone.

Years passed and Raven found himself disheartened with the way society was progressing. The idea finally came to him that Raven would move himself and Emma out to the country. The closest neighbor was 6 miles away and the closest town was over 50 miles away. Taking to homeschooling his daughter, Raven didn't want the corruption of society to influence her innocence or changing what he had planned for her when she turned 17. Over time he he taught her to be very comfortable in her own skin. Once she was primed and ready, it was time.

Pushing himself off the porch swing, Raven walked into the house to see Emma sitting on the couch watching a movie and had her laptop open working on some research. As he sat down beside her, Raven reached out to touch her thigh. "Happy 17th birthday sweetheart. I've got your favorite dinner made and a cake ready for you and there's a few presents I have as well. Would you like them?"

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Emma didn't remember her mother and she hardly remembered living anywhere but their home in the country, either. It seemed as if her entire life had been spent living there, being home schooled by her father, exploring the surrounding countryside and entertaining herself. She wasn't one to complain, she loved her father and understood that he wanted the best life possible for her, that was what he had always said to her at least. That she was better off here with him, that he was protecting her, and she was thankful for that. Maybe sometimes she wished that she could leave, that she could go and have friends like a normal teenager, but she never told him that, it would be ungrateful. She loved her father and was happy for everything that he had done for her.

Today was just like any other day, she sat in the living room of their home and watched a movie, using her lap top and relaxing. She wore a light summer dress, one that was short and low cut. Her father had always taught her to be confident and comfortable in her own skin, which meant wearing what ever she wanted, showing off more skin than maybe others would think appropriate. It wasn't strange to her, though, it was just how it had always been. She was comfortable, clearly wearing no bra either, her breasts secured enough by the tight top of her dress.

Of course, it wasn't just any normal day, today was her birthday. She was seventeen now, not that she was sure how special it would be. So far seventeen didn't feel much better than sixteen, though her father had kept hinting that something special was supposed to happen today, what that special thing was she had no idea. When he walked inside, though, and sat beside her she couldn't help but smile as he touched her thigh, wondering if he was going to show her what was so special about it soon. Emma nodded her head, closing her laptop and paying no attention to the movie she had been watching. "Yes! Of course!" she said, sounding excited. So far the day had been pretty normal, but now they would really celebrate her birthday and she was happy. Her favorite dinner and cake, and then of course gifts. Everyone liked getting gifts after all.

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Raven's hand ran up Emma's bare thigh pushing the short skirt of her thin summer dress up as he went. A dark smile crossed his face as he leaned in to kiss is daughter's cheek tenderly. This was her seventeenth birthday and it was a day he had been waiting to come for awhile. While all her life he'd been training her to be comfortable within her own skin, to be self confident and not feel shame about showing herself off; from today forward Raven was going to start teaching her more than what she had already known.

Her intellectual schooling had been finished up by the time she was 16. Having earned her GED by then, Raven had kept Emma learning other basics like cooking, cleaning , reminding her that she need not be so concerned about what she wore and that her body was not something she needed to hide. By the time Emma hit her 17th's birthday, Raven's thought's had taken root and sprouted into a full fledged plan on creating the perfect little slut out of Emma for himself. Figuring by the time he was done with her, Emma would enjoy everything they would do together no matter what it was or how extreme he could go with it. Granted, the kinks and turn-ons that were running through his mind were pretty dark and deviant to most people but he would enjoy them as would Emma in time.

Today though, Raven would be going slow with his daughter. The simple things were what he had in find for the next few weeks. Emma had never been touched by another male before nor had she ever had sexual intercourse. Raven's daughter was a virgin and he would be the one to deflower her and take that from her. While he was going to be giving her the birthday presents he had planned, she would be giving him one of her own. One that she was quite unaware of at the moment. Emma's excitement on getting her gifts had overtaken both her and Raven, the bright smile upon her face lit up the room causing Raven to grin even more. He could only imagine how good Emma was going to feel up against his body.

Leaning in, Raven brushed his lips against his daughter's soft cheek once more as his hand moved further up Emma's inner thigh. Whispering huskily in her ear, Raven finally spoke. "Go get the table set for dinner baby girl and I'll go get your presents. You'll love them." Pulling Emma close to him, Raven finally kisses her on the lips as his hand cupped her tender young mound between her thighs, his fingers stroking her folds through the thin panties that she was wearing. Before he stood up, Raven released her sex from his hold and cupped her breast to give it a small squeeze before rising. "You look divine in that dress Emma but I have something else for you."

In his bedroom, Raven pulled out the five small boxes that he had wrapped and hidden away in his closet. In four of them were different sets of lingerie ranging from the thinnest of gauze like material that would barely cover Emma's bottom and showed off her young firm breasts to one that was a leather corset that had straps that went around her breasts and over her shoulders that would expose her body to him. In the last and final one was a hand-made silver collar necklace that had a heart shaped lock on the front. Bringing them out and setting the festively wrapped presents on the table next to Emma's place, Raven helped finish getting everything else on the table then waited for his daughter to come in. Once she did, he motioned to the boxes. "No need to wait, I know you're excited and I can't wait to see you're reaction. Go ahead and open them."

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Emma felt her father's hand as he touched her thigh, pushing the already short dress up even farther, not that she seemed bothered. This wasn't anything out of the ordinary, he often touched her, to her it wasn't anything she believed was sexual, he was just showing her how he loved her. Him touching her like that meant to her that he loved her and cared about her, it was him showing his affection. Perhaps in any normal situation a girl would feel uncomfortable, but he had conditioned her well in that sense. She was very comfortable with her own body and that didn't only include showing it off but him touching it as well.

His hand moved farther up her inner thigh, smiling as he whispered in her ear, quickly nodding her head. "Yes Daddy, I am sure that I will..." she said, looking and sounding so excited as he pulled her even closer to him and kissed her on the lips, again not bothered by the hand that cupped her sex and stroked her through her thin panties, not looking disturbed or concerned in any way but enjoying his caress and even the squeeze to her breast. She had been wondering all day what he had gotten her and his hint made her feel even more excited, she loved getting new clothes and what he picked out for her was always so nice. "Oh, I am so excited Daddy!" she said, practically jumping up from the couch and hurrying to the kitchen as he went to get her gifts, quickly getting the table set for dinner. She wasn't sure whether he would make her wait or not to open her presents, though no matter what he ended up doing she would do her very best to be patient. Her excitement over her gifts just showed how very much like a child she was, even though she was grown and had the body of a woman. He had maintained her innocence well.

She was setting the table still when he came back out with the boxes, setting them down. She couldn't hep but stop what she was doing for a moment, staring at them with a smile. "Oh, really? Thank you!" she said, practically jumping up and down. Emma hurried to the boxes, looking down at them and how nicely wrapped they were, wondering what was inside. She grabbed one and pulled off the wrapping paper, opening it up and pulling out the first set of lingerie, which was made out of a very thin material. He had never given her clothes like this before, though she thought that it looked beautiful, though revealing, but that didn't matter to her. She had no problem showing off her body. "It's lovely!" she said, thinking about what she would look like in it. She set it down and moved on to the next and then the next, opening up all of the boxes that contained the lingerie, each of them looking lovely, though the corset one confused her, it was different and she had never worn anything like it before, she wasn't even sure how to put it on, but she thanked her father all the same and figured that she would try it on and see what it was like later.

When she got to the last box she opened it up, pulling out the intricate silver necklace that was very much like a collar with a heart shaped lock on the front. It was beautiful and it was clear that she liked it and admired how lovely it was. "This is beautiful!" she said, it as a pretty necklace, even if it was like a collar, though she didn't seem to think about that very much, not seeing the significance of that. "Thank you Daddy, they are all wonderful!" she said, immediately hugging her father. She was excited to try on her new gifts, her body would surely look amazing in them, even the strange corset one.

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The excitement that had shown in Emma's voice as she all but jumped off the couch ready for the birthday festivities to begin only served to make Raven that much more aroused at the evening. She was such a sweet girl and the innocence that she had kept was going to start being stripped away tonight after dinner. Layer by layer, Raven was going to take Emma from the sweet 17 year old girl who didn't think her father's inappropriate behavior was anything more than him showing her how much he cared for her to a raunchy slut who would happily serve his every exotic and dark desire that he could come up with. Even the fact that she was practically jumping up and down causing her full breasts to bounce due to not wearing a bra was an amazing sight to Raven as he sat at the table serving up dinner while Emma started unwrapping her presents.

The slight look of confusion in her face when it came to the corset brought a smirk to his face as Raven nodded to her. "I'll help you get into that one later baby girl. I want to see what you look like in it as well but there's a time and a place for that. I'll make sure I let you know when we're ready for it." Licking his lips slowly, Raven stood and made his way to Emma as she sat down at her place at the table. "I'm glad you like your gifts Emma. You have once more coming later tonight but I think I'll hold off on telling you exactly what that is. We'll explore it later after we have dinner and cake. You'll need your strength and energy for that one. For now..." Raven picked up the necklace and unlocked the heart with a small key before putting it around Emma's neck and locking the heart once more. "I expect you to wear this at all times Understood? There will be no taking it off anymore Emma because from this day forward you will always be mine... not just my daughter but in other ways as well. "

As the two sat during dinner and ate, the look of confusion on Emma's face trying to figure out what Raven had been speaking of was cute as it mixed with her innocence. He couldn't wait to taste that innocence further. "You are the most beautiful woman in the world Emma. Even more beautiful than your birth mother and even more beautiful than Barbara, my wife and your adoptive mother." Raven began as he lit the candles on her cake. "16 years you've been with me since I adopted you Emma. I adopted you as my daughter when you were a year old and now on your 17th birthday, I plan on binding you so much closer to me Emma. That necklace that you are wearing. It's a symbol that you belong to me Emma and I'm going to teach you Emma... just as I've taught you to be who you are now and to be comfortable with yourself, I'm going to teach you to please me and make me happy even more."

Raven stood and moved beside Emma. He took her hand and helped her cup his hard cock that was confined in his jeans. Slowly he began showing her how to caress him through the denim as he let out a soft moan then stepped back. "Now blow out your candles my sweet one for tonight we'll start your training."

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Emma sat down, happy with her gifts so far, not at all bothered by them or concerned by what they might mean, she didn't understand that getting lingerie from your father or being given a collar was strange, she only saw how nice the lingerie was and how pretty the collar was. It didn't seem off to her, she didn't know to be alarmed. Her knowledge of any of that was small, completely innocent of anything it might suggest. "Another one?" she said, looking excited again, though her excitement turned to slight confusion when he said that they would explore it later and that she would need her strength and energy. What could it possibly be? As she was thinking about the present, though, he picked up the necklace and unlocked it, walking to her and putting it around her neck, locking it again so that she wouldn't be able to remove it. "Yes Daddy." she said nodding her head to show she understood, or that she understood at least that she wasn't to remove it, she didn't understand what else he had said. How could she belong to him in other ways?

She sat down and at her dinner, still trying to figure it out, though when he spoke again he brought her out of her thoughts, making her smile and blush as he spoke of her beauty. Of course he was saying that he was her father, he had to think she was beautiful. Of course, she wasn't insecure at all and she accepted his compliments gladly, appreciating them. His words made her feel beautiful. Emma watched him light her candles, listening to him talk about how he had adopted her, though again he was confusing her. Bind her closer to him? A symbol that she belonged to him and he was going to tech her how to please him and make him more happy? She didn't understand what he was talking about, but of course she was willing to learn. Emma wanted to make her Daddy happy, she loved and adored him and would do anything for him, so she was eager to learn what exactly it was that she had to do to make him as happy as possible.

Emma let him take her hand, watching as he brought it to his hard cock covered by his jeans, having her caress him through his jeans for a moment before stepping back. She looked at him oddly, though she was used to him touching her she wasn't as used to it being the other way around, not touching like that at least. But if it meant the same thing then there could be nothing wrong with it, when he touched her it was his way of showing her that he loved her, so maybe it was the same the other way around. She loved him very much and wanted to show him that in any way possible.

"Um... okay..." she said, feeling more and more confused. Training? But she was sure that he would explain it and so she leaned forward and blew out her candles on her birthday cake, starting to feel a mixture of nervous and excited for what ever that evening was going to bring.

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"Oh Emma baby, There's no need to blush at my compliments on your looks or abilities. You are a very special person. I've always known that and you know it as well. "When Emma had blown out her candles, Raven served them both up a slice of cake and scooped them both out some ice cream to go with it. Handing over her dish, Raven sat next to her. "The look of confusion about your gift and what it means tells me you don't fully understand. That's alright that you don't because I need to explain it a bit to you. Tonight I'm going to give you the gift of your womanhood. It's a very special birthday gift that I'm going to be giving you but in return you're going to be giving me a gift in return. You'll be giving me something no other man can ever have of yours and that's your virginity. It's something very special and an exchange that I'm looking forward to."

Leaning over Raven kissed Emma with a searing heat between bites of the cake. His mouth held onto hers with a hungry passion as his hand cupped her breast again teasing the nipple and taunting it with gentle tugs before breaking the kiss and continuing with their desert. "See how much I love you Emma? I can't keep my hands off you and I want you to learn how to show me how much you love me. The collar you're wearing now? It's like a wedding band that you can't take off. It means that you'll be mine and I'll be yours. If anyone sees it you can't tell them what it means but they'll know and they'll realize just how much we love each other. Do you understand?"

It seemed like she might still be a bit confused at his explanation so Raven went in a bit more depth. "You know how when a man and a woman love each other very much and they end up getting married? They do things together sexually. We've discussed this before remember?" Raven paused waiting for Emma to nod or at least tell him that she remembered the conversation. "Well, Today is your birthday and I've wanted to do this with you for a very long time. I want to make you mine in this way. It would make me very happy and please me very much to do it." Knowing that his daughter was innocent and would do anything to please him to show her love, Raven reached out and ran his hand up her inner thigh once again then began stroking her sex through her panties. Pushing the edge to the side, he ran a finger along her clit and circled it tenderly. "That feels good doesn't it baby girl? And you know how much I love you right? Love you enough to make you feel this good? well I'm going to train you to do what I want to make me feel just as good. You're going to be my sweet little slut"

Pulling his hand from Emma's panties, Raven licked his fingers then continued with eating his cake. "When we're finished up here, why don't you go up and put one of those pretty new outfits I got you while I clean up down here. You can pick out which one and then we'll have some more fun."

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Emma took the plate from him, taking a bite as he started to talk, though she was listening closely to him as he explained to her exactly what he had been talking about, hopefully clearing up some of her confusion. When he started to talk, though, and explain to her what she meant the confusion seemed to grow slightly. He last gift was her womanhood? She didn't understand entirely what he meant, or what he said that her gift in return would be her virginity. She knew what her virginity was, he had explained the basics of sex to her and she knew that she lost her virginity when she was first with a man, but she had never imagined she would be giving her virginity to him. It made her pause for a moment, looking somewhat nervous even. Of course, she trusted him and she loved him so her fear had nothing to do with him but rather the thought of losing her virginity at all.

His kisses reassured her, though, feeling his hand as it cupped her breast and teased her nipple, reminding her again as he kissed her and touched her just how much he loved her. She nodded her head enthusiastically. He loved her very much, he couldn't stop touching her and that meant that he loved her. She touched her collar, she hadn't thought that it was like a wedding band. It meant that she belonged to him and it would show people that they loved each other. That made her feel better. "Yes, Daddy. I do love you very much, I am happy that others will be able to see it." she said, clearly she had been perfectly trained to think what he wanted so far.

She as happy for his further explanation, though, still feeling somewhat confused and nervous. She nodded her head to show that she did remember the conversation and then listened as he continued. She squirmed slightly as his hand started to stroke her through her panties, making her feel good as his finger circled her clit. "Yes!" she said, nodding her head. Suddenly it seemed that it clicked in her head and she nodded her head more enthusiastically. "Okay, Daddy, I think I understand, and I want to learn how to make you feel good, to show you how much I love you..." she said, looking excited now rather than nervous. Maybe this would be a little scary, but she wanted to make him feel as good as he made her, to show him how much she loved him.

Emma watched him lick his fingers and then continue eating his cake. "Okay." she said and she finished her cake faster, apparently anxious to get started. "I'm finished! I'll go and change!" she said and she hurried up the stairs, taking her new things with her as she went into her room. She picked the prettiest of her new outfits to wear, or what she thought was the prettiest, a lingerie set that was blue to match her eyes and made of a very flimsy material, almost see through. She took off her dress and her other panties, putting on the lingerie instead. It pushed her breasts up and exposed them just right, the panties leaving little to the imagination and exposing her ass quite nicely as well, though the best part was the fact that it was a baby doll top with a see through fabric that came down, giving her just that right look of innocence, perfect for someone who was about to lose their virginity.


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Elected at age 35, President Adrian Marcus was the youngest President of the United States. Over the two years of his presidency thus far, Adrian had only enhanced his reputation as a bad boy, eschewing the golf rounds and peaceful woodland retreats enjoyed by his predecessors in favor of midnight motorcycle rides through DC and cliff climbing in the Mojave Desert. Inside the White House, though, he had developed a different reputation, a womanizer who regularly slept with his interns and even members of visiting diplomatic delegations. He had even marked off one of the bedrooms in the White House, the one normally occupied by the First Lady as "private storage"---code for his private bondage dungeon.

Now, though, two and a half years through his presidency, Adrian had his eyes on a single intern, London Myles---a 23 year old with the face of a college freshman and the body of a pornstar. The two of them had flirted a bit in the past, even gotten into some dirty dancing at a few of his parties, but he'd never managed to get into her pants. And now, at the end of the Fourth of July picnic, it was just the two of them along with a few of his older advisers, who normally just turned a blind eye to his antics.

Carrying a bottle of beer in one hand and dressed in a buttoned down dress shirt, his sleeves rolled up, Adrian had that suave smile on as he approached London, wrapping an arm around her flirtatiously---or presumptuously, depending on how one looked at it. "Hey there... I hope you're enjoying your time working here. London, right?"

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As far as parties went the President of the United States threw some pretty damn good ones, and for her part London Myles always enjoyed going to them. What was not to enjoy? He always had the best of everything from the music which was live, to the food which was gourmet, to the booze which was most definitely top shelf. It was late, she knew that much but she didn't have a watch so she didn't know how late... late enough that there weren't many people around just her, the President and some old codgers who couldn't see their way fit to call it a night just yet.

In the time that she'd been working as an intern at the white house she'd been to three of these parties and at each one of them she'd flirted with the President, not only had she flirted with him but she'd rubbed her body against his in some of the dirtiest dancing she'd ever done in her life. The man was sexier than sin and he could make even the purest of girls fall in lust with him with just a smile.

London had just wrestled herself away from one of the advisers who was all hands and thought he could get her back to his place, which was most definitely not happening. When she looked up from her glass of wine she noticed the man himself heading for her with a lust inspiring smile on his face that would probably cause the panties of a weaker woman to drop all on their own, her panties quivered beneath her emerald silk dress but she stayed strong and her panties stayed in place. She took a deep breath and smiled up at him as he wrapped one strong arm around her, gently, playfully she bumped her body against his. "Well Mr. President" she said, her voice a soft purr "I love my job more than anything... why do you ask?"

[User] Adrian shrugged nonchalantly, cocking his head to one side as he pursed his lips. "I just thought you'd like some... face time. One on one, you know." His lip curled into a smile as his eyes locked with hers, making an offer most of the female interns would be hard-pressed to refuse. He took a sip of the beer that was in his other hand, swallowing hard as he flicked off the old fart who'd been hitting on her with his free hand.

[Assistant] London watched his face as he spoke, it was terribly expressive when he wanted it to be and she could read the lust and the desire that was written there... or perhaps it was simply a mirror of what she was feeling. "Oh you have no idea how tempting that offer is... however, I happen to know that you're having a little face time with several other interns as well." She brought her wine glass to her lips and took a sip from it before continuing what she had to say "and call me old fashioned but I'm not into sharing. You just let me know when you have a taste for me and me alone"

[User] Even the debonair leader of the free world was a bit flabbergasted at London's response. Adrian bit his lip, taking a deep breath as he tried to make heads or tails of her very simple statement. Especially after he'd been elected President, no girl had dared to refuse him, much less to make a demand of exclusivity. "Wow... I'm surprised, I have to admit," he sighed as he looked to her, pursing his lips and raising an eyebrow. "You do know I could ruin the rest of your career over this, don't you? It takes courage to push someone like me away..." he left his sentence open, as if daring her to respond.

[Assistant] "Oh sure you could..." London said looking up at him, her green eyes sparkling lightly, whether from the large quantity of alcohol she'd consumed or from the thrill she got just talking to the man she didn't know. "But I don't think you will" she brought a finger up to the buttons on his shirt plucking at one gently "and let me tell you why I think you won't... see you don't know me very well yet, I could be certifiable." she dropped her finger a button lower. "Can you take the chance that I'd open my mouth about your coming onto me? or about all the other interns that you've actually had affairs with... oh, it might not ruin you but it could make it hard for you to get a second term... do you want to go out like Clinton? If you ask anyone what they remember about him and they'll say "I did not have sexual relations with that woman." I'd hate to that to be what everyone remembers about you Mr. President" she patted his chest gently and smiled wondering how he'd take that.

[User] Adrian nodded, lips curling into a smile as he looked over the intern, taking a deep breath and nodding. "Daring. I like it. I suppose I can give you a shot. You, and only you." He pulled her closer, his finger turning her face toward his as he licked his lips seductively, leaning in. There was less than an inch between them, his breath against her face, eyes locked with hers, daring her to make an answer.

[Assistant] London held her breath as he pulled her closer she wasn't sure how he was going to take what she'd said, it was pretty close to blackmail and that probably wouldn't set well with most people let alone the president. "You won't regret it" she said as she watched his tongue slide over his lips. "I promise" the words came out in a whisper as she rose and slid her tongue along his lips, tasting where he'd just licked. Already she knew that this was going to be more than just a little fun.

[User] Adrian locked lips with her, his tongue tangling briefly with hers before he pulled back, kissing down her chinbone, to her neck, and back to her ear, where he nibbled her earlobe as he whispered seductively. "Now listen, Miss Myles... you have me exclusively for one month. If you interest me, we stay together, and you stay here... if you don't, I'll expect your resignation---and your silence." The President grinned, raising the ante more as a fun twist on their relationship than as an actual threat. He enjoyed playing with his power every now and then.

[Assistant] London wondered what all they could discover about one another in a month but she was up for the challenge, if she ended up having to resign it wouldn't ruin her career and she could move onto something else. But for now all she had to worry about was him and the promise of intense pleasure that lay between them. She slid her fingers just behind his neck, gripping his hair bringing his lips back down to her own biting at his bottom lip and flicking her tongue in her teeth's wake. "As you wish Mr. President... but what do you say we get to the fun part hmmm?"

[User] Adrian smirked to her as he pulled back, moaning in a mixture of pain and pleasure as her teeth pulled back on her lip. "Have you ever seen the presidential bedroom?" His eyes glinted as he took her hand, standing up and pulling her behind him, inside the private wing of the White House and bringing her upstairs into his private bedroom. It was well-furnished with a four-poster hardwood bed, and an attached bathroom contained both a jacuzzi tub and shower stall.

[Assistant] London was perfectly happy to be pulled out of her seat and led to the presidents bedroom in fact she was fairly certain that it was the dream of many women all over the country right now to be taken to his bed, but she had at the very least a month of exclusivity with him and she wondered if she were the first woman to get that out of him. "That's a big bed Mr. President" she teased as she walked up to one of the wooden posters and leaned against it, arching her back and pressing her breasts towards the man.

[User] Adrian slowly undid his tie, sensually stepping toward her. Then a quick movement and, before she knew what was happening, the hands that she held over her head would be tied to that bedpost, the silk sash snug but not painful around her wrists as he grinned to her. "Maybe you'll be lucky enough to be untied and let into it," he smirked at her, his eyes a challenge as his hands rubbed up and down her body and down its curves.

[Assistant] A smile on London's face appeared even as Adrian was binding her thin wrists to his bedpost, when he grinned down at her she met him with a grin of her own. Mr. President liked it a little kinky which was just fine by her because she liked it a little kinky and a little rough herself. As his hands rubbed down her body she arched into his hands with a soft moan. "I have pretty good luck"

[User] "Luck's not a part of it... it depends on how much I like what I see." His smirk widened to a grin as he grabbed a straight razor from his nightstand, the blade glistening as he pushed it lightly to her dress, puckering the fabric before it tore it, cold steel against her skin. Indeed, he was more than a little kinky and definitely lived on the dangerous side of things. Adrian was controlled, though, and certain not to cut her as he pulled it down between her cleavage, metal against skin all the way but never drawing blood as it sliced the dress off.

[Assistant] London's eyes widened as he grabbed the razor from his nightstand, she wasn't afraid that he'd cut her but her heart raced kicked up just the same. She could feel the cool metal of the blade as it cut through her favorite dress, she mentally said her goodbyes to the dress but decided it was sacrificed to a worthy cause now that she finally had the president all to herself. She bit her lip roughly and looked down to watch the knife travel her body. With the dress sliced off her body she was left tied to the post in just a black lace strapless bra and a matching pair of thong panties, she hoped she looked sexy to him standing tied to his bed in just a pair of stiletto heels and her lacy underthings because she felt sexy as hell.

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Adroitly skilled, Adrian sliced her panties off as well, his cuts allowing the panties to remain together as a single strip. He then applied that lacy strip over her eyes as a blindfold and, while the lace didn't totally obstruct her vision, he was quite happy to have her visually sensually obscured, allowing for her to see only parts of his actions as he moved predatorily around her, examining her body slowly, sexily.

His hands would selectively touch her form, now her breasts, now her pussy, now her ass, his fingers running down her crack and fingering her sphincter. His lips met her form, kisses going up from her hip along the curves of her breasts and then pushing passionately against her lips, his tongue tangling with hers before he moved to her ear, hot breath whispering to her, "So... what part of your hot body shall I use first? A nice hot titfuck? Burying my cock in your pussy? Or maybe I should ream this nice tight asshole?"

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London groaned softly as Adrian tied her panties around her eyes, she could still see but everything was distorted by the lace. All she could see was basically a shadow of him as he moved around her. She felt exposed and helpless and it was making her wet with anticipation, she'd always wanted this to be dominated for a man to take control and she'd heard rumors about what the president liked but she never imagined how it would actually feel.

The way his hands moved over her body making sure to touch every part of her drove her insane, had her moaning and arching towards him full of need. Her lips parted in a little cry as his finger teased her ass and she pressed back against his finger. She would do anything for this man, and he'd barely had her naked for a 5 minutes. When his lips came down on hers she moaned and kissed him back with an unleashed passion with which she had never kissed anyone before.

"Fuck my tits first" she whispered softly, if she couldn't suck him it seemed like the next best thing - to her that was and this was about him.

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"Oh, these?" Adrian asked with a sharp edge to his voice as his fingers clamped down on her nipples, tugging them firmly down and letting them slip through his fingertips, bringing a mixture of pain and pleasure to the young girl before he paused, undoing his belt and placing it down on the bed before unzipping his pants, erect cock popping out of his pants.

But it wouldn't be quite that easy for London, as he wasn't quite finished with his tease. Instead, he moved around her once more, this time the erect but velvety soft tip of his cock drawing a line around her waist, starting at about the halfway point to ooze precum onto her pale skin. He came back in front of her, his cock resting against her slit...

And then he pushed forward, kissing her passionately. But he did it in a skilled way as to intentionally avoid penetrating her, his rod instead rubbing up against her clit and coating itself in her juices as his tongue tangled once more with hers before he broke the kiss, moving around to whisper into her ear, as if he was reading her mind: "Or maybe I'll use those delicious but demanding little lips of yours..."

A strong hand pushed down on her even bound as she was. Soon, he had forced her into a squat in front of the bedpost, a position that would require the utmost strength and resilience to hold for any substantial amount of time. It was clear that he was playing with her, testing to see how far she'd go, as he wrapped one hand in her hair and used the other to guide his cock to her lips.

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London couldn't help but yelp when his fingers gripped her hard nipples and pulling them down. She gritted her teeth lightly when he let go and blood rushed back into her sensitive nips. Even with the pain it only caused her to grow even wetter between her legs. While she couldn't see what he was doing she could hear that he'd unzipped his pants and the rustle of material told her that they'd fallen to the floor.

Soon she felt his hard cock dragging across her middle, he felt thick and long and larger than she'd ever had. Excitement built inside of her especially when she felt the wetness trace along her skin, she assumed it meant that he was as excited as she was. Given that they'd hardly started and already he was leaking pre-cum all over her freckled skin.

A moan escaped between her glossed lips as his cock slid between her legs rubbing and rocking against her slick pussy. Her hips rolled gently against his cock in response rubbing herself against him and crying out with the desire to be full of his cock, she was wet enough to take him now with no further preparation. His kisses filled her with need and his words about using her lips barely registered to her.

Since she hardly had a choice her body moved down and he pushed, the squat was uncomfortable but her legs were strong she should be able to retain this position for a little bit even if her thighs were already feeling the strain. Her mouth opened for his cock when he guided it to her, her tongue slid out to flick against him, swirling around the head of his cock and then dragging down his shaft. London could taste herself on his cock and it was intoxicating. She wrapped her lips around his cock and taking her time as she did so worked him deep. It was hard to do this with her hands tied and blindfolded but she was up to the challenge.

[User] Adrian had so many ideas as he saw her in that squat, her pussy spread wide and her feet struggling to maintain balance as his hips slid into her mouth, a moan escaping his lips as she consumed his cock. His hand grabbed her red locks, helping her balance slightly but also increasing the force of his actions as he facefucked her, each thrust almost popping out of her mouth before going all the way down her throat. The girl's control impressed the President, and he grinned to her as he whispered, "I'll tell you what, London---if you get me off like this and can get me hard again, I'll let you be on top in the bed..."

[Assistant] The thought of being on top of Adrian sent shivers through London's spine and she worked harder to pleasure him. His hand in her hair steadied her and she worked her mouth over him faster, her tongue curled against the underside of his cock and stroked along it tracing one thick vein with the tip with a moan. She wanted to introduce every sensation that she could with her mouth alone, London wondered how he would react if she gently dragged her teeth over him but she didn't want to ruin her chances to ride him so she kept right on sucking. After a few minutes she pushed her forced her head down a little further to take him deeper, so that the head of his cock slid into her tight throat.

[User] "Aww fuck yeah, you little slut... take it all." President Adrian was groaning in pleasure as he spoke, fucking her deep and hard, showing no mercy even with his cock as deep down his throat as it was. Adrian pulled no punches in bed, and he expected that his women wouldn't, either. Fucking so hard down her tight throat, it was only a matter of time before he could feel his cock jerking, seed shooting down her throat and, as he pulled out roughly and let the rest of his hot cum glaze her face and tits, showing little regard for her comfort as he moaned and panted in pleasure.

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When the President's cock began to jerk in her throat, London knew that he was going to explode, and she wasn't disappointed when his cock began to erupt his thick seed down her throat. She gagged a little as it was forced down her throat with his cock still buried inside of her, but as she pulled out she was able to swallow him down. Gasping slightly as she looked up at him, her wide blue eyes were slightly glazed and the eyeliner that she'd so artfully applied this evening was running leaving black streaks that were peeking out from beneath the panties tied around her eyes.

London knew that in order to be on top she'd have to get him hard again but her thighs were beginning to quiver and cramp from being in a crouch for so long and her arms were still tied above her head to the bedpost and as she searched him out with her mouth she'd decided that he'd pulled too far away from her for her to find his cock on her own. What would happen is she was unable to make him hard again?

[User] Fortunately for London, Adrian wasn't as demanding a master as she'd thought, and hadn't had it in his mind to keep her squatting like that until she got him hard again. He untied her hands, almost chivalrous as he helped her to her feet and sat her on the bed, letting her rest her knees for a bit before he licked his lips, looking daringly to her as he challenged, "So, Ms. Myles... do you think you can get me all hot for another round? I'll give you something extra if you can do it just by talking, without touching me. After all, I love a girl who can talk dirty..."

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After being guided to the bed, London raised her free hands to the lace tied around her eyes she pulled the ruined panties off her face and tossed them aside. A smile slid across her lips slowly as he issued the challenge, get him hard with words alone. If the President of the United States loved a girl that could talk dirty than she'd have to show him just what she could do. Thinking about it for a moment she realized that he hadn't said that she couldn't touch herself.

London slid her hands down her chest stopping to pinch her nipples as she spoke. "Just sucking that hot hard cock of yours has got me so hot, look how hard my nipples are for you." her voice was husky with desire and her nipples were the hardest they'd ever been. The peach buds that topped her breasts her puckered so tight it was nearly painful. "I think they need your tongue to ease them, don't you want to lick them Mr. President? feel them against your tongue or wrap your lips around them? If you sucked on them I bet they'd get even harder... if you bit them just a little I just might scream."

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Adrian's eyes locked intensely with her pure blue eyes, mouth opening and smiling as if he wanted to take her up on her offer right there and then. If he hadn't just cum, London would have had him right there, hard as a rock. Unfortunately for her, it would take a bit more than that now that he had just released, and his cock stirred only slightly from her semi-flaccid state, lips curling into a smile as his eyes moved down her body, focusing on her hard nipples, tongue moistening his lips.

"A tempting offer, Ms. Myles..." it was impressive how Adrian could play the straight man, keeping an almost-professional demeanor as he looked to her. "But you'll need to give me a better show than that to tempt me." Normally, he would taunt his casual lovers about the other girls he'd fucked, but considering the proposition and arrangement he had with London, Adrian thought that might be less-than-appropriate.

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London hadn't thought that her first attempt would get him hard as a rock, but she had seen him stir so she felt encouraged that she could indeed get him hard with just her words and with the help of her actions. He hadn't said she couldn't touch herself, she just couldn't touch him. She shifted down a little and spread her legs. Her pussy was glistening as she exposed herself to him.

"Perhaps I can tempt you further Mr. President." Her fingers drifted from her breasts to her cunt and she spread her lips for him, exposing her lips which were the same peach tone as her nipples with a tinge of pink from excitement. "I know you've been with a lot of women, but you'll never have another as responsive as I am. Look how wet my pussy is." she dipped her fingers inside with a moan and then pulled them back two fingers glistened with her juices and then raised them to the light so he could see just how wet they were.

"I need you bad, my pussy is aching for you." she brought her fingers down once again and pushed them deep into her sopping pussy with a moan. "I need your hard, thick cock inside of me. I want your cock to split me open and sink sooo deep."


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The Farley family was small, and not close in the least. They'd only just begun to get together for holidays that same year, the first being Easter, then Thanksgiving. When Christmas rolled around, Lisa's parents bought all the booze they could afford, on top of food and presents. The music was loud long before the guests were expected, and the food carefully laid out in crockpots and ice trays. Booze lined the counter unguarded, along with a stack of red and green cups. Lisa's house was large; there was a pool out back with a sauna and pool house, and the front yard was expansive. Her family invited the uncle, his wife, and his step son on her father's side, as well as the few aunts and cousins on her mother's. With the family friends, the groups was a mere twenty.

Lisa was sixteen; she had naturally platinum blond hair over sun-tanned skin and eyes a peculiar shade of near-purple. She was short, a mere 4'8, and her hips just the right width to give her a sexy hourglass shape, though she was very thin and her breasts refused to fill out; she could easily fit them in her hands when she covered, and it was always extremely depressing for her. In attempt to gain attention, she wore red lacy bras stuffed to make her look like a full C-cup beneath her school uniform and makeup to make her eyes bigger and her lips plumper. She was desperate to look a little more her age, but her height and bra-size were a constant struggle for her.

As she wasn't currently forced into something covering, thanks to being home from boarding school, she decided slutty was better; she didn't care if she was related to most of the people at the party, she simply wanted to be recognized as a near adult. She wore a black, low-cut cocktail dress to show off her stuffed cleavage and one of her lacy bras. It was tight to her skin to help show off her adult---if small---figure. The skirt was pleated and sat loosely around her thighs, hardly reaching midway and with matching red panties beneath. Her hair was done up for the occasion and her lips red to match her underwear and heels. She figured it would be enough to catch the attention she so terribly wanted.

As she was underage, her parents only allowed her to drink sparkling cider. Still, she sipped it from a champagne glass that kept the red mark of her lips. When everyone began to show up, she sat silently, waiting to be observed as the most attractive female there, though she hardly received a word more than 'hello'. Frustrated, she went to her room, leaving the door open just a crack by accident. She moved to the mirror and stared at herself. She was pretty---gorgeous, even---but she couldn't see it that way. She'd forever be tiny and would forever have to stuff to even hope to be looked at.

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Despite what she thought, Lisa had been noticed. Matthew Krogh, only related to her because his mother had married her uncle, had needed to force his eyes away almost every minute through thanksgiving. He hadn't had the courage to talk to her on the day. She was technically related, after all, it was a pretty big barrier, even to those used to just going after what he wanted. Underage, too. However, the near month since he'd seen her had made her even more attractive, and after emptying his seed time and time again to her face, she had become something he wanted dearly.

He watched her slip off, heart starting to beat. No one else was paying attention, this was his chance. He quickly followed behind her, ready to use the excuse of needing the toilet should anyone see. Everyone was too busy elsewhere, however, and he grinned. He wasn't going to confront her just yet, he had it all planned out. But he would plant the seed. The open door gave him a wonderful chance, and he quickly pulled a wrapped present from the bag at his waist. He slipped it inside and knocked once on the door to get her attention.

Before she could see who it was, he slipped back off to join the others, easily acting like nothing had happened. There was a note taped to the top of the present, which read: 'Don't open till tonight ;)'. He almost hoped she would open it, however, the idea of her coming out blushing, trying to figure out who had sent her such a lewd gift, was delicious. But he also hoped she'd wait. Then he could be there to see her face.

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Lisa blushed as she turned around, hoping someone had come to tell her how pretty she was, how adult she looked. To see no one made her heart sink. She'd gotten her hopes up for nothing. She sighed heavily and made her way to the door, intending to close it. She only noticed the box as she rounded her bed and it made her brow furrow. She crouched to pick it up, long, red fingernails clicking against the surface as she turned it over. It had a note, but no name, and that frustrated her. Pouting a little, she closed her door properly, tossing the gift lightly onto the bed before she returned to the mirror. She had no desire to head back out; she was too old for gifts, her parents had said, since her birthday had only been a little more than a month earlier.

She groaned and sighed over her appearance for a long while, then decided to do something more fun. Christmas in the south meant warm weather; it was plenty warm enough for her to go hot tubbing, or at least take the walk over to the poolhouse to watch television and be alone. She highly doubted anyone would notice. She grabbed her phone and bathing equipment, then stared at the gift. She almost intended to leave it, but in the end she decided to bring it with. She easily walked out past the others, bag in hand filled with goodies, to the backyard. She followed the path to the poolhouse and dumped her things on the counter of the small kitchen, there. She grabbed a pop from the fridge before she flicked on the lights, and then the stereo; rock was much more pleasant to the ears than holiday albums. She took a few sips as she thought of how alienated she felt, as if she were a ghost wandering the mansion. It was infuriating, but also incredibly depressing. He thoughts jumped to the box and she wondered who it could be from.

Lisa set the pop aside and dug through her bag until she found it. She figured there couldn't be much harm in opening it there, as she would undoubtedly be let alone until breakfast. She quickly tore away the wrapping paper and opened the lid, though paused when she saw it. It looked like a bullet, and she was a little concerned. Carefully, she pulled it from the box, only to drop everything when the device began to vibrate. She stared at it for a good few moments before she carefully picked it up. She turned it over in her hand and it doubled it's intensity. She blushed; she'd never masturbated before, but the idea had certainly come to her with this. She gave a quiet, thoughtful moan, then very, very slowly moved the device beneath the skirt of her dress.

She pressed it to her panties, and immediately had to pull it back, trembling. A moment later, she moaned; she'd never felt something so amazing... Lisa felt very dirty, suddenly, blushing heavily as she carried it off to the bedroom in the back, leaving everything else behind. She closed the door and swallowed nervously before crawling into bed. She laid on her back, holding the still-vibrating bullet between her fingers. Slowly, she lifted her knees, pulling the skirt away to expose the tight red lace between her thighs. She shivered and bit her lip before carefully lowering the device until it lightly touched her.

She moaned in ecstasy, pressing it firmer and slowly starting to rub the tip across the length of her slit beneath the lace. She was already quite wet and getting wetter. Her legs fell open to better expose herself to the vibrator, bucking her hips lightly against it as she came to her first orgasm ever. She was absolutely unaware of the world around her, eyes shut tight and music loud enough to drown out most noise. She cried out in pleasure as she drenched the lace, firmly and quickly rubbing the device against her clit to ride it out. She was a natural, and one wasn't enough. Panting and moaning, believing herself to be completely alone, she continued, cheeks flush with arousal and embarrassment at her own actions.

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Matthew decided to take this time to start stuffing himself with food. He figured if he was going to have any naughty escapades during the night, he should at least be well fed for it. He also slipped a couple bottles of beer into his bag for later. You'd have to be blind not to see that Lisa wanted to be treated like an adult. Like a woman. Well, he would give her that.

By the time he saw Lisa leaving for the pool house, he was nicely full. He stared after her for a while, before deciding to go. No one would notice he was gone, being the outsider step-cousin had it's benefits sometimes. He slipped off after her, giving her a fair lead. He slipped inside, not needing to worry too much about the noise, her music covered it nicely. He looked around before slowly moving towards the room, it was obvious she wasn't in the pool area, after all.

He was more sneaky about the second door, but he couldn't help opening it, slowly peeking in. Dear god, she was using it. He'd poked his head in just in time to see her orgasm, and for a good few moments he just stood there, mouth slightly agape. But he quickly regained his composure, letting a slight smirk appear on his lips, and straightening himself, opening the door further. "Enjoying my gift?"

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Lisa heard a voice and she paused, panting heavily as she pulled the device just far enough from her flesh to keep her from getting caught up in it, again. It felt far too good and her body was still aching for it. The bed beneath her was a little wet and she didn't notice.

When she looked up, she couldn't quite focus, but the sight of her cousin had her sitting upright, quickly pushing her skirt down between her legs as they snapped shut, the device hastily shoved beneath a pillow where it quietly buzzed. "G-go away, p-pervert!" She hadn't even heard what he'd said; his mere presence was enough to send her into a hot, shameful fury. God, how long had he been standing there...?

[Assistant] Matthew grinned, shifting a little, not bothering to try and hide the bulge in his pants. "What, I don't even get a thank you? Looks like you were enjoying it." His eyes roamed appreciatively along her body. He knew he was taking a risk, a huge risk, but god, he wanted her. It seemed like he wasn't intending to go anywhere, but at least for the moment he didn't come any closer. "I brought some beer, if you wanna try it." His balls were starting to ache as he looked at her, drinking in the sight.

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Lisa shivered a little, the air conditioning giving her chills now that her body wasn't producing massive amounts of heat. "G-go away..." she repeated, though with far less enthusiasm. Did he... did he buy that...? God, was that an embarrassing thought. She had to look away, unable to help but feel as if it had been Matthew, himself, that had gotten her off. She flushed a little more and closed her legs tighter. The fact that Matthew had an obvious tent didn't help. She imagined those foreign fingers frisking her body, directing that bullet to make her orgasm over and over. She sighed a very quiet moan, positive she could feel the vibrator across the mattress.

When offered beer, she shook her head. "I-I'm not old enough..." She swallowed. Rather than being scared, she found herself fighting off the desire to have him come closer. She knew she'd give in all too easily. She'd wanted this---to be fondled and fucked, lusted after---for far too long. Another quiet, sighed moan passed her lips, willing Matthew to go away so she could wear herself out and go to bed.

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Matthew just smiled, he could see her will to fight waning, hear it in her voice. He gave a low chuckle when she said she wasn't old enough, pulling out a bottle and cracking it open, taking a light swig. Then he moved over, closing the door behind him and sitting on the bed beside her, offering the bottle. "A little taste can't hurt, right?"

Christ, his crotch was aching, his cock straining against the fabric that held it. He was used to this kind of torture, however, endless dates ending in crumpled tissues on the floor. But tonight, even if he didn't get any satisfaction of his own, he felt it would be different. He could wait, if it meant he was getting somewhere.

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Lisa looked up, swallowing, as she heard the beer being cracked open. She stared at it, and though part of her wanted to move away, it refused thanks to how very wet she felt. She knew that if she moved, the stain on the bed would be visible. She forced herself to look away as he came close, though was somehow still a little surprised that the beer was being offered, the same beer Matthew drank from. She had a sudden urge to slide into his lap, just then, and it made her shiver.

Carefully, she took the beer. She was scared to hold it, especially scared to drink it. If she was caught, she'd be in so much trouble, not to mention it was liking kissing her cousin. Her hand trembled a little as she stared at the lip. After a soft, shaking sigh, she gently tipped it back to take a sip.

She winced and shook her head as she offered it back to him. It was bitter and made her mouth taste horrible. Her lipstick left a light mark on the bottle, though.

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Matthew gave a soft laugh, taking the bottle back. "It's an acquired taste." He examined the bottle for a few moments, noting the mark of her lipstick. He grinned and took another sip of his own, his lips coming away just a little redder in some places. He couldn't help but feel as if he'd stolen a kiss, and he wanted to turn to her and do the real thing, but made himself be patient.

He smiled charmingly at her, shifting a little, as if getting comfortable, and moving imperceptibly closer. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you since thanksgiving, Lisa..." He leaned in a little, staring at her. "You're beautiful." There was admiration and lust clear in his eyes. He wanted her, badly, and it showed in his eyes.

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Lisa stared at her cousin as he spoke. Her loins were aching, throbbing, and the way he spoke to her was completely alluring. She was growing wetter still. She shifted a little, biting her lip delicately as she considered the situation. She caught herself glancing toward the bullet and blushed heavily as she looked elsewhere. She desperately wanted Matthew to take her, but to say such a thing... to her cousin, even. She felt dirtier than all sin, like a slut.

"...I..." She took a moment to gather her thoughts, then shivered and shook her head. "N-no, Matthew. This is wrong a-and disgusting." She couldn't look him in the eyes, afraid that doing so would let on how she really felt. "G-go away or I'm gonna tell mom..." Idle threats, of course. _Please touch me, Matthew!_

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Matthew couldn't give up now. If she was going to tell, odds were he'd do so if he continued or not. Besides, there was just something about her, she was saying no, but everything else seemed to be saying yes. He moved in a little closer, gently moving a piece of hair out of her face. "We aren't blood relatives..." The taboo was still there, of course, but in a way, it only made her more desirable.

He continued to stare at her for a few moments, he wanted to reach to touch her again, but didn't want to risk scaring her off. Such a delicate process.

[User] Lisa tensed slightly as Matthew moved closer and the touch made her shudder, a small moan escaping her one more time. Matthew was right, but that didn't make it much easier. It would be easier to think, at least, if she wasn't practically prepared to mount the man as it was. The bullet's vibration was starting to frustrate her, as well. She wanted to tell Matthew to either touch her or go; she could only handle so much more of this.

[Assistant] Matthew gave a soft noise in response to the moan, staring at her and reaching to caress her cheek. He'd lean in and brush his lips against her cheek, smiling and then moving to press them against her lips a moment after. He gave a soft moan into the kiss, hand reaching up again to cup her cheek, the other moving to her arm and slowly running down it. He pulled back, smiling and staring at her again, his face mere inches away from hers.

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Lisa shivered at the touch to her cheek. All this was moving far too slowly for her and it was driving her insane. She squirmed lightly as Matthew kissed her cheek and leaned desperately into his lips when they were pressed to her own. She didn't know what to do with herself, but at this stage, she really needed him to take control. She panted slightly when he pulled away, fingers gripping the bundle of dress between her legs and the bedding beside her.

She didn't understand why Matthew was being so slow! She was nearly glaring at him for it, even. The damn vibrator was so close, and Matthew himself could just as easily slide his hand into her panties, so why the fuck was he delaying it?! Did the man have no passion? Clearly he was rock hard in his pants; was he just going to tease her? She had half a mind to just shoo him out and lock the door, far, far too aroused to take this slow crap.

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Matthew grinned at her, pulling away and reaching for the bullet underneath the pillow. It was still a little slick, and it made him give a little groan. He was glad she was so willing, he wasn't sure he could wait anymore. He moved the bullet between her legs, pressing it against her clit before rubbing it up and down her slit, through her panties, of course.

His other hand moved to one of her own, making sure to get her squirming before he attempted to place it over the tent in his pants, giving a few motions to encourage her to rub at it. He'd moan deeply if she did, leaning in and kissing her again.

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Despite her frustration, her eyes widened with shock when he actually moved for the bullet. She watched him slip his hand under her dress, and the lightest touch make her mewl and slouch. She lifted the skirt, unconsciously to give him a better view of the wet, red lace. She found herself moving her hips to encourage him to touch it to her clit more; each time, it would, she shivered and moaned. She lifted her hips from the bed, already leaning toward him a bit.

She was already rubbing at Matthew's bulge before she realized what it was, and when she did, she moaned. She rubbed firmer, needily. Her eyes gazed between Matthew's and his groin, unable to decide which view was better. When her cousin leaned forward, she easily leaned back, guiding him to follow her. She wouldn't end up with her back against the bed without further encouragement, but she was certainly suggesting it.

She wasn't sure she was ready to have Matthew's... manhood inside her, but she did want his fingers, at the very least. She wanted to know what it felt like, to be invaded in such a way by another human being.

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Matthew moaned as her hand began to rub at him, the movements were unskilled, virginal, but that only made it better. With a thrill he realized he was taking many of his cousin's firsts. The thought made his cock twitch in his pants, and he was sure he was already beginning to leak. He had a box of condoms in his bag and he wondered if he would get to use them. As she leaned back, he instinctively moved atop her, gently pushing her down on the bed as his hand continued to work it's magic with the bullet.

He turned up it's intensity a little, starting to rub it in small circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves. He kept going like that for a few moments before pulling it away and turning it off. He grinned up at her, mischievously, and shifted down the bed to get a better view. He sat between her legs, lifting the skirt out of the way before staring for a few moments, enough to make sure she was getting impatient. Then he reached forward, slowly pulling her panties away to reveal her glistening entrance.

"Mmn..." He couldn't resist much longer after seeing it, and he practically dove in, tongue moving to flick along her clit, one hand on her thigh as the other started to undo his pants. He pulled himself free and began to stroke, occasionally tightening his grip around the base of his shaft to keep himself from getting too excited, just yet.

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Lisa moaned heatedly into Matthew's mouth. As she was leaned back, she wrapped her arms around Matthew's neck, instead. Her moans were hitched and desperate as she bucked her hips against the bullet, crying out deeply as it was turned up and she coated her panties yet again. Still, she whined when he turned it off and pulled away. She watched him shift, and his position made her cheeks flush almost as red as her lipstick.

He lifted away the skirt of her dress and it made her anxious. She squirmed, still very horny and wanting to orgasm over and over until her body gave out. She shivered as her panties were pulled off, feeling suddenly very naked and shy, vulnerable. She shifted to push him away, but she'd been too slow; she could feel Matthew's scruff against her sensitive flesh and the extra reminder that there was a man between her legs shot her into excitement all over again. One hand kept her propped, the other in Matthew's hair.

The warmth of his mouth and the sensation of his hot breath over her skin was something she wanted to keep there forever. She was too enraptured to even realize Matthew had pulled his cock out. Slowly, she lowered herself back onto the bed and used both hands to hold Matthew's head against her. She ground her hips a little, flinching a moaning as he brought her quickly to another climax and she gently creamed.

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Matthew grinned widely, letting his tongue roam further, taking a few long, slow licks along her entrance. He continued this way for a while before leaning in further, pressing her tongue into her and starting to thrust it in and out of her. He gave a soft moan, his hand running up and down her thigh, the other vigorously stroking himself.

It wasn't long before the hand at her thigh moved up, and he shifted his mouth to start flicking along her clit as one of his fingers replaced where his tongue had been moments before. He curled it upwards, trying to find her spot, staring up at her face to watch her reactions.


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Isaac sensed that Evan had finally lost all control. Every sensibility he had was being overridden by the powerful concoction that he had created. It was perfection, and apart from knowing that his clinical trials would dazzle his sponsors, he knew that Evan wouldn't be leaving his office without being taken advantage of. The doctor knew it was wrong, and he honestly had not planned on doing anything of the sort with his participant. Evan was turning out to be more than he had anticipated though. The young man was attractive and virile, and with the drug coursing through his veins, Isaac could bend him to his will if only by withholding pleasure from him.

His finger was joined by a second which began to press firmly against the tender bundle inside Evan's body. The boy's reaction was instantaneous and powerful. Evan was nearly in a frenzy, and Isaac was having trouble holding himself back from what he wished. His own cock was rock hard inside his black dress slacks, and he yearned to bury it inside of the young man's writhing body. He wanted to watch Evan lose it even more as he was given the pleasure he wanted. It was a wicked thought, but he was interrupted by Evan reaching his hand down to grasp his own cock and stroke it. That would not do for Isaac. The pleasure would end too quickly if left up to the young man. Luckily, Evan stopped after a few moments.

Isaac pulled his fingers free of Evan's body, he walked slowly behind the table which Evan was writhing on. Behind the table were a few pieces of equipment that were stored for later use. Isaac took the plug to one of them while grabbing one of Evan's wrists from behind. He pulled it upward and over Evan's head before wrapping the cord around the wrist tightly. Isaac did the same to the other wrist, taking advantage of Evan's distracted and disoriented state. He bound both together tightly, making sure to pull his arms up taut so he could not move much. The machine was heavy and equipped with wheels which Isaac shifted to the 'off' position so they would not roll, essentially creating a weight for Evan to pull against. It would not be budging much as it was a rather heavy piece of equipment.

He returned after a moment to view his specimen who was still panting and writhing in incessant need upon the table. Isaac reached out and grabbed Evan's cock, squeezing it almost painfully. "Now my little guinea pig... you're all mine," he said quietly before giving Evan's cock a slow stroke.

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The drug certainly did all Isaac expected it to; perhaps even a little more. For it to turn someone as controlled and straight as Evan to such a desperate state and no longer care about just who was touching him, it had to be powerful indeed. It had only been Evan's sheer force of will that jerked his hand back from his aching erection, his hips straining upwards slightly as if trying to find pleasure in the air itself, a glistening pool of precum having formed in the dip of his toned stomach from his twitching cock.

He groaned loudly and arched his body upwards from the flat table, the surface now feeling almost warm due to Evan's heated temperature as he felt the second finger press inside his tight opening to join the first, his eyes squeezing shut. There was no uncomfortable sensation at his body being penetrated as there would have usually been; the drug only allowed him to feel pleasure and his hips twisted slightly downward to try and encourage the digits to reach deeper. They brushed over the hidden bundle of nerves within him and he cried out sharply, his cock throbbing at the burst of pleasure that echoed the touch and then, quite suddenly... it all stopped.

Evan's eyes opened to look frantically towards the doctor, moaning wantonly as he writhed slightly upon the table. Why had he stopped? It was clear how much the man needed release and yet he couldn't focus enough to form anything coherent as he strained to watch Isaac step behind him. He felt his arm tugged back until it was somewhat stretched, tubing being wrapped firmly around his wrist to hold it in position before the process was repeated on the other arm. He tugged desperately and shook his head, dark hair clinging to his flushed face as a small frown came to his lips; he didn't like the feeling of being restrained, he needed release and groaned in desperation as his useless tugs barely moved the heavy machinery. He had no chance of escaping in the state he was in.

"Ahh! Fuck..." He cursed sharply as Isaac returned to stand between his parted legs, gripping his leaking shaft almost painfully. Evan blinked quickly, his mind sluggish in recognizing the words spoken, but doing so enough to tell him that he didn't like them. Again, he shook his head and tugged against the make-shift bonds on his wrists even as his hips arched into the other man's touch. His mind and body were torn; he was utterly helpless without the doctor's intervention, and he knew it.

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With a touch of precision that only a doctor could provide, Isaac rubbed his hand up and down upon Evan's shaft. His motion was slow, grueling, and possibly torturous given the young man's current state, but that was what the doctor wanted. He gauged every reaction Evan made. His body was sweating atop the table with muscles clenching and writhing. His eyes held only lust in them as his body coped with the fact that he was utterly helpless to do anything. It was beautiful, or at least Isaac thought so. The applications of such a drug were clear in his mind. In smaller doses, the drug could be used to produce enhanced libido and fertility in men, but in high enough concentration, it could be powerful enough to cripple entire armies. All he had to do was figure out a way to transfer the drug via air or some other easily transmitted medium. He would worry about that later though. He had more pressing matters at hand.

Isaac's other hand moved down to the young man's exposed entrance again. His fingers found passage again though this time he was less gentle. Two fingers were quickly slipped inside Evan where they sought the tender prostate within for more teasing. The doctor separated his fingers, stretching the opening just slightly in preparation for what would be coming next. It was only a few moments before Isaac pulled his fingers free where they then sought his own trousers. He unzipped them, fishing out his own cock which was already hard. It was a thick pole of flesh topped by a reddish purple crown, and Dr. Elliot wasted no time in pressing it against the waiting opening of his helpless test subject.

"Now... let's see if I can make you cum by simply fucking you," he said as he pulled his hand away from Evan's cock. With his hands now free, he grasped them upon the young man's hips where he pulled the young man downward toward the edge of the table. In the same motion, he pushed forward with his hips until the head of his cock pressed into Evan's waiting pucker. It swallowed him almost eagerly, a smile crossing Isaac's face as he began to push further inward. The man didn't stop until his entire shaft was nestled deep within the warm confines of the young man.

Isaac rested a short moment before pulling free, his cock retreating fully only to be plunged inward again to the fullest length of his cock. He began a slow, full rhythmic motion, sliding his cock in and out fully. The silky innards of Evan's body hugged his cock like a glove, making him moan softly. He could not have asked for a better subject in his experiment, granted that his current activity was rather impromptu. He could not resist though, and given that he had enough paperwork to blackmail the kid, there was no real downside.

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Evan was far beyond the point of logic and reason as the composed, calculating doctor continued the assault upon his body. His hands clenched tightly, nails digging small crescents in his palms as he tugged desperately at the tubing that bound his arms high above his head. He needed relief, needed to feel something stronger than the teasing hand that ran so slowly over his aching erection and he groaned helplessly as he felt his cock twitch; almost painful with the need to spill his release. The young man didn't have the thinking capability to wonder how humiliating he had to appear, nor how he was behaving so wantonly for another man; it was all about the pleasure, the heat, just as Isaac wanted.

His breath caught loudly in his throat as he felt two fingers again pressing against his sensitive opening, though there was no pause this time before they plunged inwards, his muscles eager for the stimulation. He moaned loudly at the focused attention upon his prostate, hips writhing and arching upward as if to encourage more movement as the fingers began to separate and stretch his opening wider. Toes curled as the pleasure steadily mounted, the added pressure within his body making release seem so very close before suddenly Isaac's fingers withdrew from him.

"N-No!" Evan protested desperately, shaking his head at the denial of his climax, his eyes hooded and wanton as they gazed downwards towards the doctor. There was perhaps a small part of him that realized the moment the other man's hands shifted to his trousers, that things had gone too far a long time ago; none of this process was surely normal, but by this point he hadn't the willpower to voice his complaints over what was to happen. He only continued to buck and twist delightfully upon the table, tones muscles flexing beneath smooth skin before he grunted as he felt his hips being tugged downwards.

A loud cry echoed through the cold room as Isaac's cock thrust effortlessly forward and inside his body. His legs shifted as if to close, but the doctor's body prevented any such movement. "Ahh! O-Oh, fuck...!" His features flushed deeply, vaguely recognizing the teasing words muttered towards him as the thick shaft remained for a moment fully buried in his eager opening. Evan panted louder than before, his hips straining against Isaac's grip as the other man withdrew only to press back inside, his body writhing upon the table in obvious bliss.

It felt so very hot whenever the man's cock was inside him, so empty when it wasn't; the pleasure rolled over him in crushing waves leaving no room for complaints as Evan arched as much as possible into each thrust, his body squeezing tightly to the source of its pleasure. His own shaft twitched against his chest, his hands still tugging to offer himself some relief as he shook his head, dark hair clinging to his flushed face. "Nngh! T-Too much...! Oh, God... I... f-fuck, let me cum!" He shouted desperately, eyes closing as his head fell back to the table, loosing himself completely in the heated fuck.

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Isaac had worked into a slow steady rhythm of screwing the young man upon the table, hands gripping upon writhing hips as his shaft moved in an out. Evan seemed content to lay and take it though there were times when he seemed too desperate to hold back. Begging to cum was not going to help the poor young man at all. Even if Isaac was not taking advantage of Evan, he still would have let the drug run its course to witness the full effects without interference. He would make Evan cum, yes, but not until he was ready for him to. That might not even be until their next testing session. If that becomes the case, Evan will be in for a rather uncomfortable evening.

"You will cum... when I'm ready for you to cum," the doctor groaned out in between thrusts. He was approaching his own orgasm with each thrust of his cock deep into Evan's puckered hole. He knew it would only be a matter of minutes before he was going to reach his release. Isaac ignored Evan's protests or pleas for release. All the man was focused on was the silky feeling of warmth enveloping his cock which was currently sliding in and out of the sweaty, naked test subject on the table.

It didn't take much longer for the doctor's breath to turn ragged, his thrusts coming in slightly less of a clockwork pattern. They were more rapid and more powerful, but their rhythm was off now and again. Isaac gave a loud grunt before suddenly burying the entirety of his cock deep within Evan. There he began to spew his seed in the tight, warm depths as he hunched over the young man for a long minute unmoving. He panted heavily, only moving when he felt himself finish inside Evan. Slowly, he pulled free, tucking his cock back in his trousers and righting his clothing until he looked like the cold, calculating image that he always portrayed. He gazed at Evan with an eye less filled with lust. Now, he inspected his body's responses again. Profuse sweating, heavy breathing, hot to the touch. It was obvious that Evan was in the height of primal lust. All he wanted was to get off, and he was being denied that. Isaac would deny him that longer.

Instead of paying any attention to the young man, Isaac turned and gathered more equipment from the room. After a moment, it would be apparent what he was doing. He had set up a small video recording device. It would make it much easier for him to capture all of the experiment while continuing to work on other things. Evan would be quite safe inside the lab by himself, and now that he was bound, he wouldn't be able to do anything to affect the observations Isaac would make with the camera.

"Now my little test subject," he said while he finally looked directly at Evan since he'd fucked him. "...you be a good boy and stay right here. I'll be back," he said before stepping behind the camera and pushing the record button. Isaac then turned and stepped out without another word, leaving Evan to writhe for another few hours.

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A loud groan, almost sounding like the desperate howl of some animal echoed between Evan's lips as he was denied the release his body demanded. Never before had he felt such a need, not with the many girls who had happily clung to his arm; none of them had made him feel so desperate. His mind could no longer link his need to the drug; the raw sensation was dominating, all-consuming and with each deep thrust Isaac made into his tight opening, another spike of pleasure shuddered over his spine. "Ahh! I-I... fuck!" Words were mostly beyond him as he shook his head, arms straining against the tubes that bound them firmly; he would do anything for release.

His body rolled back and forth on the now heated examination table as Isaac's thrusts continued, the thick shaft rubbing over sensitive nerves to further drive pleasure into Evan's mind. His hips jerked against the doctor's hold as if trying to greedily swallow more of the man's cock, his own hot and heavy where it rested against his stomach. The need was painful, and his cock twitched against his toned flesh, dribbles of precum all-but pouring from the tip as he was forced to hold back. There was surely a limit to how much torment a body could take before snapping? But of course the doctor knew that and had no desire to give Evan his desire yet.

He felt the thrusts grow faster, more ragged and uneven. The pleasure steadily grew as Isaac began to loose himself to the pleasure the young man's tightness offered as Evan tossed his head back with a low moan. The build-up was rapid, heated and the man cried out loudly as he felt Isaac fully bury himself deep inside, the ropes of cum filling his body and adding to the sensations. He panted heavily and shuddered; sure that now he would be granted release only to feel the doctor slowly ease out once again. Evan shook his head and whined loudly, clouded eyes watched as Isaac righted his appearance and moved away to fiddle with various pieces of equipment, eventually mounting the video camera.

Evan's eyes widened as the man moved to leave him, shaking his head and tugging harder against the tubes. "N-No! No! Don't---no!" His pleas reached deaf ears however, and the young man watched helplessly as he was left alone, groaning weakly. His cock still ached and showed no signs of fading and he shuddered as he felt the man's cum leak from his slightly stretched opening. Somehow that even seemed pleasurable and he moaned wantonly, resorting to trying to rub his thighs together over his aching erection. It only served to rub precum over his skin however and he fell limp upon the table, lips parted with frantic breathing. How long was he going to be left like this? Time had no meaning to him as he was trapped, but the hours were cruel.

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Five hours. Five long hours passed with Evan locked alone in the room. For Isaac, it was like any other day. He returned to his office and continued going over his research material. He made phone calls, responded to emails, and he even set up his reservation to a seminar a few months away. Time passed quickly for him, but for Evan, it was grueling. When he checked his watch, it had been just over five hours since he'd left Evan in the room. He knew that the serum would have reached its peak by now, and he needed to collect a new sample from him to compare to the original he had taken. It was probably a formality, but he did want to follow all procedures. The serum had never been tested on a human, but it did work accordingly on all animal subjects. The sample prior to serum injection was normal while after sported a great increase in both volume and fertility.

It was but a few minutes more before he unlocked the lab door and opened it, slipping inside and locking it behind him. He found Evan right where he'd left him though it looked as if he'd run more than one marathon as he sat on the table drenched in sweat. His cock was still quite hard, its tip drooling copious fluid down the shaft. His ass had evidence of Isaac's dried semen around it with some of the still moist fluid leaking from his hole.

The doctor crossed the floor slowly to give the boy a quick glance over, making sure everything was as to be expected. He did not say a word, instead turning to open drawers and fetch items. Many of them Evan would recognize. The anal probe, the electrodes, a vial though larger than the one used previous, alcohol pads. All of them were set out in preparation for the sample collection. Isaac quickly set about attaching each electrode to the same places as before, Evan's balls, and he even placed one this time on the young man's perineum, the small bit of flesh between Evan's hole and balls. The probe was inserted into Evan's hole after being lubricated, and each of the wires was connected to the power box like before.

Isaac finally turned to Evan, giving him a rather cold look. "Now, I must collect a new sample. Given that you are under the effects of the serum, I would say you will have never felt what you're about to experience, but sufficed to say, it may feel like a flood gate opening. Your glands have been stimulated continuously for the past five hours," Isaac explained, reaching a hand out to take one of Evan's balls between his thumb and forefinger. It would likely cause pain just from the touch as he rolled it between his fingers. "You must be quite tender here by now, and when I give them a burst of stimulation, they will empty their contents through your cock. You will feel like you are cumming exponentially, and your body will not stop until it has emptied itself, another unexpected side effect of the serum but not all together negative as the rate of regeneration has also increased. If you were to continue taking the serum, the body would replenish its stores of semen and sperm within an hour and you would need to be 'milked' again," Isaac said, using a term that he had not used before.

He turned back to the power box and flipped the power on. He waited just a moment before turning the dials up, causing all the electrodes and the probe to come to life all at once. Setting the box down, he grabbed a vial and prepared for his sample.

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Evan felt sure he would have simply fainted from the impossible pressure and heat within his body were it not for the drug that maintained his ability to handle such extremes. His wrists were rubbed raw by the tubing owing to his desperate straining in an attempt to touch his aching arousal and a sheen of sweat caused his toned body to glisten under the harsh lighting as he writhed upon the table, low groans of need echoing between his lips. Never had he felt anything like this; it was surely meant to be some form of torture by the way his body played havoc with his mind. He'd do anything to achieve the climax he so craved, no matter what that would be.

The sound of the door opening was like a beacon of desperate hope to the young man and he turned sharply towards the doctor who remained so calm and collected in the face of such wanton lust. Evan whimpered loudly and ran his tongue across his lips, bucking his hips as much as he could, shaking his head in frustration. "Please! I... I have to cum...! L-Let me, damnit!" He was beyond the point of much reason as he watch Isaac simply walk to the cupboards and drawers to withdraw some recognizable instruments. His stomach lurched; it meant something would be done... he prayed it was what he needed.

His body jumped slightly at the alcohol wipes running over his heated flesh, small grunts echoing from Evan's lips as he felt the pads attached to the same sensitive regions of his body, even moaning loudly in wanton pleasure as the probe was pressed inside his body. It was difficult to understand what was said s Isaac spoke; the hand cupping and rolling one of his heavy balls bringing a sharp cry of pained pleasure from the young man as he shuddered deeply and bucked his hips up, his cock straining with the need to release.

As the probe were switched on, the power turned up, everything the doctor had said didn't come close to the reality. Blinding pleasure rushed uncontrollably through the young man's body and he released a scream that echoed through the room as his cock jerked and began to spurt thick ropes of cum from the tip and into the large tube. Evan have no idea how long it lasted and his hips twitched violently through the long orgasm, his head shaking from side to side. He struggled to breathe through it as his first 'milking' was completed by eventuality he was fully emptied and sagged limply upon the table. He laid still other than the rapid rising and falling of his chest due to his heavy breathing and his eyes were slightly unfocused as he stared up at the ceiling, his lips parted. Gods... there was no way to describe it... nothing came close to that experience and Evan shuddered deeply, his hands slowly unclenching within the tubing.

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Isaac collected the sample, the tube nearly filling to the top with the copious amount that Evan's body had produced. It was as expected. The volume of semen had been increased to at least double. He would test the sample later. For now, he closed a cap over the vial and set it on the tray with his other tools. Evan seemed to be spent, panting heavily and no longer paying attention to anything. Isaac took this opportunity to take a new syringe from the tray, filling it again with another dose of the serum. He had moved to one of Evan's arms stretched over his head, finding a place that was best for injection. A quick prick and plunge of the end and Evan was dosed again with the serum.

The doctor quickly set the syringe down and began to untie Evan. "I thank you, Evan, for your cooperation. Now, today's research trial is over," he began. "I have further instructions for you, however. As you may have noticed, I have injected you with another dose of the serum. The effects will be felt shortly. I'm not holding you though. You are free to go. You may masturbate as much as you like. I would like you to note any changes that occur through the process. Given that you are allowed to cum when you like, you will likely be able to manage better than when you were not allowed," Isaac said.

He pushed the tray of tools to the side and made room for Evan to stand and put on his clothing. Isaac was not worried about the boy mentioning anything about his liberties taken with him. The serum was known to induce slight hallucinations when the subject could not achieve release which would be an easy way of explaining it.

After Evan had dressed, Isaac led him out of the room and down the hall the elevator, reminding him that he was allowed to masturbate but to observe any changes that might occur until Isaac would next call. The doctor was pretty sure that continued exposure to the serum would create the long-lasting effects he had not mentioned. Increased sensitivity, increased fertility, increased volume of semen, and increased size of the sex glands. Isaac grinned after Evan left. He was on his way to producing his first prototype breeding specimen.

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The hazed aftermath of the overpowering climax left Evan rather unaware of his surroundings as the doctor took the opportune moment to retrieve a second syringe of the potent concoction and smoothly inject the needle into his upper arm. Apart from a slight twitch of the muscle, the young man didn't react at all. He groaned heavily and shuddered, his eyes slipping closed as he vaguely felt the rubber tubing being unfastened from about his wrists, his arms sluggishly drifting to his sides where they slowly pushed himself to a seated position. "Nngh... fuck..." He murmured weakly, lifting a hand to his head. It ached slightly, his mind a little hazy but he still slid to his shaky feet and blinked towards Isaac with a hazed frown.

"Mmn... so... you want to see... what happens when I'm left to it?" He summarized with a small nod, already feeling the beginnings of a second wave of heat trickle through his system to coil tightly within his stomach. Whatever the doctor had created, it was certainly more than an improved Viagra. There were no words for it in Evan's mind and he glanced down towards his spent shaft, shaking his head. "Fucking torture, doc... mind's gone a little fuzzy from when I couldn't cum... could almost swear you..." Evan trailed off, glancing sideways to the other man before shrugging. "Never mind."

The idea that a professional would abuse his position like that was swiftly wiped from his mind; his body just went into overdrive after being denied for so long, he was sure. If anything, Isaac was doing him a favor in paying for sampling the stuff; he wasn't about to complain. He swiftly tugged his clothing on, hips twitching a little as fabric rubbed over his sensitive cock before following Isaac from the room and down the hall, nodding at the instructions given to him again. "Sure, yeah... I'll just make notes of when I cum or whatever... I'll wait for your call. Thanks, doc."