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The Second Place Sister
Date: 4/17/2016, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Female Domination, Group Sex, Humiliation, Incest, Masturbation, Author: Hamlin, Rating: 93.8, Source: sexstories.com
continued, ignoring Tori's growing concern, “but if you need to...relieve yourself in other ways, you'll just have to ask permission, alright?” “This isn't fair,” Tori cried, “Cindy doesn't have to wear one of these!” “Yes, well, Cindy has her own therapies arranged, just as you have yours. If you want to get an early release, you'll need to follow through with the agreement you signed with Dr. Carlson,” That got Tori to quiet down, and she realized she was behaving like a child. Amanda was right. She was supposed to be getting better. She had a condition, and they were going to help her. Surely they knew what was best. As embarrassing as it was, she was just going to have to do it. Though she was resigning herself to it, her acceptance didn't do anything to help the ache in her pussy. She'd been aroused since Cindy started showing her the sex toys, and with this thing on, she wouldn't be able to get herself off, or use Cindy's face to do it either. The thought scared her more than it should have. “Now, walk around a bit and tell me how it feels,” Amanda instructed. Tori walked around the room. The material flexed well with her movements. It didn't chafe, didn't feel uncomfortable, really, just different. Having her ass totally open was a little disconcerting, as well. “Feel okay?” “Yes, I guess so,” “Great. Now, you can put your pants back on,” Tori pulled her pants back up over the chastity belt. At least she could hide it under her clothes. “Alright, now, let's go make ... that phone call!” Her spirits lifted again as Amanda showed her out of the exam room, and back down the winding halls to Dr. Carlson's office in the other wing. Carlson was going over some papers behind his desk, but beamed when they entered the office. “Tori, how does the new treatment device feel?” he asked. Tori shrugged, “It's weird. How long do I have to wear this?” Carlson seemed to consider that a moment, “That will entirely depend on you. If you can keep your hands from playing with yourself, then we'll know we've made a step in the right direction. However, if we still see signs that you're trying to masturbate frequently, we'll need to keep it on. I guess the answer is, as long as it takes,” Tori felt panicked. What if she never got better? What if she was like Cindy, and she kept getting worse and worse until there was no hope? Would she have to keep this thing on for the rest of her life, always asking someone to help her pee, or allow her to cum? She tried to fight the panic down, but the tears were in her eyes before she could stop them. On top of that, she had been in a constant state of arousal since Cindy showed her the toys, and it was getting to the point that she needed to cum or she might go crazy. “There, now, Tori,” Amanda said comfortingly, “I'm sure you'll be able to help yourself, right? You don't want to always be playing with your pussy, do you?” “No,” she choked out. “But a girl has needs, and I'll bet someone with your condition is probably getting ...