Becca’s Chemistry Experiment
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Erotica › Het - Male/Female
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Adult ++
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3
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Category:
Erotica › Het - Male/Female
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
18,157
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
"This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited."
Chapter 2
Hope you liked chapter one cus heres two
“Dr. Yates. I don’t understand, what’s going on.”
The cold room was defiantly basement like. Heat flooded her cheeks and the cool damp air tickled her nipples to attention. If their was one thing she could have sworn yesterday would never happen to her. It was being stuffed up, tied up in a crate, butt naked with her chemistry professor sitting across the room like he would sit across from her in a school desk.!
“Hello miss Marks.” his voice was disturbingly neutral. “I have noticed as of late, you’ve been experiencing some difficulty in class.”
She didn’t think her eyes could go any wider.
“This is because of a D-? Dr. Yates I demand you release me this instant. I swear to god I will go strait to the Principal a get your ass fired if you don’t.”
His low chuckle sent a shiver of dread up her spin, and she watched wearily as he got off his chair and started switching on more lights. She couldn’t prevent the gasp of horror as what looked like a science lab combined with a torture chamber was revealed to her. Chains dangled from the ceiling, not to far from the chair was a medical table the had metal cuffs attached neatly to each sides. Their were numerous amounts of needles and tube a very advanced looking computer system complete with machines and other things that would make any batman mad scientist go green with envy. One particularly scary wall had chain attaches to the ceiling, a fire hose, and a drain at the bottom of the floor.
“I don‘t believe I will Miss Marks, you see one of the greatest joy‘s of science if observation. I have been observing you now for quit a while. You live in a once bedroom apartment downtown, no mother father to much of an addict to come home many nights, no job. No one would question if you failed to come to school on the account you study to much to make friends and the teachers already (because of family history) have placed you into a little box where they expect you to follow the same pattern as you only parent. No I don’t thing I give you up, you have to much potential, I have to many planes.
She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out and thirty minuets later it wouldn’t have mattered anyway as she found her first ball gag stuffed in her mouth. Arms and legs cuffed on the gurney he had even produced a strap to secure her head. She felt violently exposed, unable to cover herself all of her private areas exposed to this once trusted man. Plus she was freezing, yes mustn’t forget freezing.
“First I will perform a basic body examination and samples.” He said this not to her but to a camera he was apparently recording everything in. He took blood samples, saliva samples, skin samples, all while talking in a cool emotional tone ignoring her muffled screams of outrage. The next invasion was much more personal as he started to give her, her first mammary exam. Gently massaging her cold breasts to warmth he felt around for any lumps. His touch leaving a trail of goose pimples in its wake. The unrepentantly he gave her pert nipples a hard squeeze and twisted. A cry of shock tried to make its way past her gag and tears watered her eyes.
“Subject shows normal pain responsiveness”
His response was not normal though. For the first time he lose his composed mask, and wicked pleasure glazed his eyes. He released her briefly before pinching and twisting her flesh again. This time he began to pant softly as three tears roll out of her eyes.
“I am now going to perform the vaginal exam. Including conformation of virginity, clit and cervix response.”
This wasn’t happening. This wasn’t happening, this was all some sort of sick joke or a bad dream she would wake up from. But as Dr. Yates readjusted her struggling legs to a wide spread position and came at her with something that look like the Vaginal Specula in her health book she new she wouldn’t be so lucky.
“Dr. Yates. I don’t understand, what’s going on.”
The cold room was defiantly basement like. Heat flooded her cheeks and the cool damp air tickled her nipples to attention. If their was one thing she could have sworn yesterday would never happen to her. It was being stuffed up, tied up in a crate, butt naked with her chemistry professor sitting across the room like he would sit across from her in a school desk.!
“Hello miss Marks.” his voice was disturbingly neutral. “I have noticed as of late, you’ve been experiencing some difficulty in class.”
She didn’t think her eyes could go any wider.
“This is because of a D-? Dr. Yates I demand you release me this instant. I swear to god I will go strait to the Principal a get your ass fired if you don’t.”
His low chuckle sent a shiver of dread up her spin, and she watched wearily as he got off his chair and started switching on more lights. She couldn’t prevent the gasp of horror as what looked like a science lab combined with a torture chamber was revealed to her. Chains dangled from the ceiling, not to far from the chair was a medical table the had metal cuffs attached neatly to each sides. Their were numerous amounts of needles and tube a very advanced looking computer system complete with machines and other things that would make any batman mad scientist go green with envy. One particularly scary wall had chain attaches to the ceiling, a fire hose, and a drain at the bottom of the floor.
“I don‘t believe I will Miss Marks, you see one of the greatest joy‘s of science if observation. I have been observing you now for quit a while. You live in a once bedroom apartment downtown, no mother father to much of an addict to come home many nights, no job. No one would question if you failed to come to school on the account you study to much to make friends and the teachers already (because of family history) have placed you into a little box where they expect you to follow the same pattern as you only parent. No I don’t thing I give you up, you have to much potential, I have to many planes.
She opened her mouth to scream but no sound came out and thirty minuets later it wouldn’t have mattered anyway as she found her first ball gag stuffed in her mouth. Arms and legs cuffed on the gurney he had even produced a strap to secure her head. She felt violently exposed, unable to cover herself all of her private areas exposed to this once trusted man. Plus she was freezing, yes mustn’t forget freezing.
“First I will perform a basic body examination and samples.” He said this not to her but to a camera he was apparently recording everything in. He took blood samples, saliva samples, skin samples, all while talking in a cool emotional tone ignoring her muffled screams of outrage. The next invasion was much more personal as he started to give her, her first mammary exam. Gently massaging her cold breasts to warmth he felt around for any lumps. His touch leaving a trail of goose pimples in its wake. The unrepentantly he gave her pert nipples a hard squeeze and twisted. A cry of shock tried to make its way past her gag and tears watered her eyes.
“Subject shows normal pain responsiveness”
His response was not normal though. For the first time he lose his composed mask, and wicked pleasure glazed his eyes. He released her briefly before pinching and twisting her flesh again. This time he began to pant softly as three tears roll out of her eyes.
“I am now going to perform the vaginal exam. Including conformation of virginity, clit and cervix response.”
This wasn’t happening. This wasn’t happening, this was all some sort of sick joke or a bad dream she would wake up from. But as Dr. Yates readjusted her struggling legs to a wide spread position and came at her with something that look like the Vaginal Specula in her health book she new she wouldn’t be so lucky.