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slightly on her carotid artery, bringing her
attention to her pulse, which beat heavily beneath his touch.
    “If I’m doing something right, your nipples become erect.”
He palmed both of them and she moaned when he pinched them each in turn. Then
he swung out a secondary bar on her other side, binding her only free limb to
it. Each wrap of the stretchy elastic around her arm covered more and more skin
until her fingers disappeared.
    “What are you doing?” she whispered, not wanting to break
the spell he’d cast over her body.
    “Binding you so you can’t go anywhere.”
    But she didn’t want to go anywhere, she wouldn’t leave even
if he offered the chance to walk away. ”But why?”
    “Because you like it.”
    She stared at him. He was wrong. She didn’t like it. She
loved it.
    Her preconceived notions of BDSM were so skewed. She’d
always pictured submission about serving a master. Catering to the dominant.
She was submitting to him, but he was doing everything to make her feel good.
She’d never even been able to touch him, and that upset her more than she
wanted to admit.
    He exposed every hidden part of her when he tied any piece
of her. She’d never been so horny in all her life, knowing she couldn’t get
away. The intensity scared as well as excited her.
    “Do you know how many nerves you have in your pelvis?” He
squeezed the hard nubbin between her legs once before walking away. A moan was
as much answer as she could muster. “Thousands in your clitoris alone. That’s a
lot of pleasure to be had.”
    He lubed up his fingers, spreading it from her clit to her
anus, which both flared to life as he paid them special attention.
    Fighting to remain calm, she stared at him, licking her
lips, trying to remember not to get attached to him. To the feelings he gave
her. Her breathing stuttered in her chest when he held up a strange-looking
speculum.
    It was lubed in no time and without any explanation at all,
he slid it into her pussy, opening her wide.
    “There’s no difference in that than at my regular gyno
appointments. Why all the pomp and circumstance to get me ready for it?”
    “Really? No difference at all?” He flipped a switch below
the table and a small electrical current jolted inside her sex, humming along
her nerves, transmitting pure pleasure up her spine.
    She closed her eyes, lost in the amazing sensation.
    “It’s a Tens-Spec. Transcutaneous electrical nerve
stimulation. It also measures the contractions of your vaginal walls, thus
measuring the strength and duration of your orgasm. Rather different than the
ones you’ve had at your yearly visit, wouldn’t you say?”
    Her mouth opened, completely speechless. She rolled her
tongue against her teeth, desperately wanting to give him pleasure in return.
    The squeak of noisy wheels got her attention as he wheeled
over what looked like an IV stand, but instead of bags of liquid there were
domed suction cups attached to the bottom of a pair of tubes.
    He placed one over each nipple and turned on the machine
attached to the stand. A rhythmic alternating suction stole anything left of
her mind still functioning.
    If she closed her eyes she could imagine two men sucking on
her tits one after another. It was moist inside the cups and it truly
replicated a wet mouth.
    He rolled a short table between her legs and sat down on a
stool behind it. He held up a small dildo that he coated with lubrication. The
sight of his hands on the toy nearly undid her. It had a tapered tip, flared in
the middle, collapsed back in much smaller and then terminated into some kind
of base that had wires protruding from it as well.
    He added more lube to his fingers and before she could get
her brain to fire anything useful out of her mouth he’d buried one deliciously
slick digit deep inside her ass.
    She expected it to hurt, waited for it even, but it never
came. A sigh filled the space around them and he chuckled. “The pelvic nerve in
females transmits from