1. Mouse Trap


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

    endings like a hair trigger. Her mind screamed for release as she quivered, the sloth of time taking its toll. Her eyes began to well up with tears, blurring her vision as, once more, she checked her watch. Three minutes, forty-five seconds. Defeated, it was clear to her why patients were bound the way they were. A seemingly infinite number of moments later, she checked her watch one last time. Four minutes, five seconds. Unable to bear one more second of this torture, she at last pressed the button. With no hesitation, the tentacles picked up pace to full speed, and near-instantaneously, Kaidi was thrown over the edge, her hands and feet contorting as her climax hit her full throttle. Her vent clenched powerfully around the appendages in rhythm with the pulses of pleasure encompassing her body. Her back arched and each wave of pleasure was followed by an ecstatic cry. Her mind was swimming in euphoria, and her muscles contracted in response. The utter intensity enticed her toes to curl and her hands to clench. It went on for what felt like a full minute before she finally began to calm down, and the stimulation from the tentacles began to grow uncomfortable. Thoroughly satisfied, she pressed the last button, designed to power the machine off. The machine kept up its vigorous rate. Kaidi waited a moment and then pressed the button again but the tentacles continued at their pace. Now in the refractory mode of her post-orgasmic state, the pleasure made way for pain. Now ...
    squirming in the increasing discomfort, she glared down at the remote to find that it was slightly damaged. "Oh shit" the otherwise well-mannered mouse spouted. She must have accidentally crushed it during her orgasm. She let out a pained squeek as the machine continued at its relentless pace. This was becoming seriously painful. She shook the remote and continued hitting the button, trying to get it to stop, and it wasn't long before the sensations began to grow unbearable. “B-Bessy. Cycle the next s-sequence!” she stammered. A professional, mildly robotic female voice echoed through the room “I’m sorry, but this action requires higher control privileges.” Writhing, the doctor’s voice stammers again, “I’m the highest ranking m-medical personnel in the facility! Run a v-voice analyses!” The computer responds once more in its usual, flat yet happy tone, “The medical division of the BWG, Bureau of Weaponized Genetics, apologizes for any confusion on this matter, and would be happy to clarify for you: All personnel, military, medical, or otherwise, forfeit their rank and permissions during any Class A sanitation or Class B or greater sterilizing procedure in order to mitigate any attempts to interfere with the procedure. We understand that this procedure can be uncomfortable. Please refer any further questions to the doctor. Thank you.” Kaidi wouldn’t have believed it if she didn’t hear it with her own, long and rounded ears. “I AM the doctor! Doctor Kaidi!” Her toes curled as she let ...
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