“Just imagine you’re being milked by my little pussy instead, doc!”
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Almost a week into the experiment, he had started to wonder if his ambition was to prove his undoing. Not willing to risk anyone else, he’d volunteered for the experiment himself.
His two assistants were quick to tend to any extraneous discomfort he might experience and they kept a keen eye that the experiment proceeded as scheduled. It may have been just the experiment starting to take its toll on his psyche but over the last couple of days he had started to wonder if his assistants’ abundant care – much beyond what their professional duty required – was entirely altruistic. Their methods of distracting him from the discomfort of his position were becoming increasingly… unorthodox.
And the uniforms they had started wearing lately – definitely NOT standard issue.