1. Mouse Trap


    Date: 5/18/2017, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Masturbation, Author: qudduse, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    times…” she turned around, glancing towards the blinded windows before quickly looking back at the floor. “No… I can’t do that” she said in a hushed tone under her breath. Normally her work keeps her busy enough to keep her mind off of her sexual interests, but she’d been understandably pent up what with the lack of activity in the medical wing. Her mind began to justify things. When would she ever get an opportunity like this again? This isn’t half as bad as what Officer Jake’s doing, and who would find out anyway? A naughty grin cut from the corner of her mouth. She spun around in place, double-checking the windows. The doors closed, the windows blocked, and the room completely soundproof, the obtuse solitude comforted her. No one holds a card authorized to open the door in this room but her. A gentle surge of adrenaline sent a shiver down her spine. She was really gonna do this, and frankly, she was psyched. Turning towards the control panel, she expertly entered a series of complex commands. She had never operated this machine remotely before, so she wanted to make sure it was as easy and straightforward as possible. She picked up the remote from underneath the hologram and cycled through the sequences. She had managed to set it up to the single press of a button. The first sequence locks her in place, the second places the chair into its stimulation mode, the third begins her stimulation, bringing her right to the edge of orgasm but no further, the fourth sets the ...
    machine in full throttle stimulation, and the final sequence revs the system down and removes the binding latches. Even if something went wrong, she could halt everything with voice commands. She even bound a kill-switch button on the remote, just in case. Absolutely nothing could go wrong. As the doctor approached the chair, she glanced over her shoulder at the windows and door once more to alleviate her paranoia. She removed her scrub pants, and then her panties, neatly folding them before placing them on the floor. As she sat in the BESA chair, her heart began to race. She warded off her guilt with justifiable sensibilities. After all, would it not be beneficial for her patients if she had some experience with this procedure first-hand? Now seated in place, she pressed the button on her remote. Steel latches shot out of the chair, binding her wrists, waist, neck, and ankles. She pressed the button again, and the latches around her wrists and neck retracted. With her legs and waist still bound, the seat underneath her began to shift and transform until it fit the contours of her body. The position of the leg clamps shifted, bringing her to a kneeling position over what ergonomically resembled a motorcycle seat, complete with handles. Kaidi grabbed one of the handles with her free hand to balanced herself. Now kneeling on the seat, a portion of the padding opened up, forming a seal around her vulva. The deed imminent, Kaidi closed her eyes and constituted herself before pressing ...
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