General RP Down the rabbit hole....(Tina and Snipehunt)

[Tina Louise2]

For a professional man, Cynthia thought, he was disgusting and very manipulative. He got all the pleasure he wanted from her and then denied her any of the same....if anything else, she was pun used by pain impulses when she got too close to an orgasm. She had heard of various forms of orgasm control and denial but this was worse.

She was forced to stand and turn around, cupping her hands under her breasts. She did feel like a doll, an inanimate object that could be bent in any way and used however it's owner wished.

But the worse humiliation was yet to come.
As he spoke about wanting to watch her pleasure herself, she found her legs opening and her right arm going down, lower and lower.
"Stop it!," she cried....."pl...please make it stop...."

She fought, trying to stop and pull her arm away but the implants were, as usual, in complete control. As if watching from an outside window, Cynthia was amazed to see her slip a finger inside her pussy, then another. Soon she was masturbating, softly moaning. She couldn't stop herself, couldn't pull her own fingers out of her vagina.....she was putting on some kind of sick show for this man.

 

[Snipehunt]

Vincent had considered seeing if she would go through with it herself... but had to remind himself with the reality of the situation. Cynthia would not bend easily, at least not without some manner of force. A touch disappointing, but he was willing to overlook quite a bit of sass considering her body had taken so well to the changes.

The man leaned back against the cold tile wall and waited patiently for the motors inside her to force her into position. She could struggle, but it was useless. Smiling, he made a point to hold the remote up where she could see it as he began to manipulate the vibration settings. The more she got into the rhythm of touching herself, the harder the implants would buzz in encouragement... at least until the woman seemed nearing an orgasm, where they would shut off entirely, leaving her body without its unnatural pleasure.

All the while, he grinned at her patiently, enjoying the show but seemingly unaffected.

 

[Tina Louise2]

Cynthia contin ued to masturbate for what seemed like an hour, the implants buried deep in her vagina firing. She was moaning louder now, loud enough she was afraid he might silence her again. If there was any advantage of the implants, it was that it made it easier to fuck herself at speeds not usually witnessed. Her fingers dug into her faster until they almost became a blur.

"St......stop me," she begged, almost crying....."Pl...please....."
She knew even without experience that a massive, toe curling orgasm would soon hit her like a brick. She hated him for controlling her like that but at least she would get one hell of a reward.

But just as she got to the sexual plateau and was about to have the first orgasm......nothing. The implants turned off and she was left utterly frustrated. Cynthia stood there crying.

"YOU......." she sobbed...."You promised I would get to cum, that I'd have an orgasm....you tricked me!"

 

[Snipehunt]

Vincent gave a cruel smile back down at her. "You did ask me to stop you, if you recall." He pointed out, gesturing down at her with the remote.

"Besides... You seem so upset by the mere idea of sex, I thought I was doing you a favor. Why would you want to do such a thing anyway?" He shrugged his shoulders, then tapped a button. Her hand would start moving again, but this time without the benefit of the vibrators, leaving Cynthia to toy with her sensitive body at just slow of a pace to edge her. "Learn to use your words more carefully, or else I'll take the privilege from you entirely, Cynthia."

 

[Tina Louise2]

So......he not only trapped her medically but by her own words as well....there was no victory with this man.

"Th----this is a new body for me," she explained....."I don't know what to do and you control every move I make, so I'm afraid of saying the wrong things....I'm sorry...."

She stood there and a minute later her hand moved down once more, with the doctor almost gleefully watching the show.
"Oh God," she said...."your'e making me do it again...."
Cynthia slipped two fingers inside and began masturbating once more. In and out they went but at a much slower pace. He had no intention of letting her cum and would deny her precious orgasm until he felt she was trained better.

Cynthia moaned as she got closer and closer but no orgasm in sight.
"Please, oh pleeeeeese," she begged....."If your'e gonna keep me fingering myself, please let me cum?"

 

[Snipehunt]

"Not afraid enough, apparently..." Vincent muttered under his breath with an annoyed sigh.

Turning his face quickly back to smug, he chuckled, weighing the possibility of denying her again. It wasn't as though he needed to do anything to her if he actually wanted her to orgasm, the implants could easily buzz her into an intense one in practically no time at all... but why do that so soon?

He didn't move, letting her stew there on the floor for minutes. He even pulled his phone from his pocket to check it, before in a fit of indecisiveness finally ramping the vibrations up to tip her over.

Pulling a bored look onto his handsome face, he turned away and twisted the remote, giving her very little time to enjoy her first orgasm before he had her on her feet to find her clothes. Or, well. It was a red string bikini, jeans, and extremely tall platform heels. "Get dressed. And hurry, or I'll make you do it myself."