“From the bakery across the street. We provide this to all our participants. Wait till you try the bagels – they’re to die for!”
Marsha must have noticed her expression of distrust.
“Well I’m going to tuck in – early lunch for me! Join me at your leisure.”
Eventually the lure of the delicious smells got the better of her, and she joined Marsha in the feast. The bagels were chewy and fresh; the croissants melt in the mouth. By the time she was full she had forgotten the reason for being there in the first place, especially as she and Marsha had gotten onto the subject of acting. As it turned out, her son was in the business and was about her age.
“You should meet him, he’s got so many connections. He was in an Alan Bennett play last year and things just kind of took off for him after that. You never know when you might get your big break.”
“That’s why I’m so desperate to go to this audition next week. I just have a really good feeling about this part.”
“Of course! Great things are gonna happen for you, I know it.”
“I just need to be able to pay my rent first…”
Her voice trailed off as she glanced down at the contract. Marsha went silent. Alice picked up the pen, but then stalled indecisively.
“Look” said Marsha. “Its entirely up to you. But they really are a very professional team. I’ve never heard any complaints from any of the participants. The opposite, if anything. And either way, nothing that happens in that room leaves that room. No one will ever know”
She looked at Marsha’s kindly, encouraging face then signed the papers. Her stomach lurched. She was going to cum in front of people. What the fuck was she doing?
With the papers signed and filed away, Marsha led her down a corridor, then into a little room which had a changing area behind some curtains, and a bathroom. There was a large metal door with a green light above it at the back of the room.
“That’s where you’ll be going to do the test. Green means you can go in when you’re ready. It’ll turn red when you’re in there but the doors will all be locked too so don’t worry. I’ll leave you here to get yourself ready – get undressed and leave your clothes in here.”
“My jewellery too?”
“Everything. They don’t want anything on you that could interfere with the sensors”
She gulped.
“Don’t worry – you’ll be fine. When its done you’ll come back into this room to get dressed again, then press the buzzer and I’ll come and get you, and we’ll get your payment sorted. All good?”
“I… I think so”
“Okay, take as much time as you need then go in when you’re ready. I’ll see you soon my love”
Marsha smiled and left and now she was alone in a strange room with the prospect of taking all of her clothes off. Still completely indecisive, she decided to stall for time by going into the bathroom.
Staring at herself in the mirror, she took off her jumper for a start, then her shoes, socks and her jeans. Now she was only wearing panties, her bra and tshirt and already felt weirdly exposed, even though she was alone. Turning her back to the mirror she removed her earrings, her rings, then her tshirt, and arranged all of the clothes in a neat little pile.
And then… well it was surely time. She couldn’t hang around here all day. Now or never. She removed her bra, then her panties. Stark naked. Thank god she had kept her pussy tidy, pubic hair neatly trimmed. She knew that she looked good, curves in all the right places, her long blonde hair framing her face. She was just going to sit down for an hour. It was nothing really.
She padded out to stand in front of the metal door, her heart beating wildly. There was still time to turn around, get changed and leave before anyone saw her pussy, let alone a whole group of scientists. But the £500…
She opened the door…
She entered a very large, very bright room, with a platform in the middle of it and a large cinema-like screen at the other end. She almost didn’t notice the group of people at the left hand side of the room, because they were all wearing long white coats and kind of faded into the background. Behind them, another group of white coat-clad individuals sat inside what looked like a space station control room which could be seen through glass. This was a huge operation!
“Alice Barnes?” A male voice came through a loudspeaker.
She nodded, scanning the room and seeing the man that the voice belonged to in the ‘control room’, speaking into a mic.
“Welcome. My name is Doctor Mathison and I’ll be directing this experiment. Thank you for agreeing to take part.”
She nodded again, very aware of her bare arse and her exposed cunt. She tried not to meet anyone’s eye, which was surprisingly easy as they were all quite far away.
“If you could please get on top of the raised platform and take a seat in the sensory chair.”
She walked forward towards the stage, not the type of stage she thought she’d ever be appearing on, but it was actually better now that the scientists were mostly all to her left. She could pretty much pretend they weren’t there.
“Now if you could put your legs up in the stirrups provided. You’ll find the safety button on your left there if at any point you need to use it.”
The seat was very weird. There was a dip for her lower back then the front of it tilted upwards. It reminded her of a dentist’s chair except for the stirrups and the way that the front was raised to push her hips up. She got into position, legs in the air – it was extremely comfortable physically but mentally she was panicking, wondering if she’d made a mistake.
“How is the temperature in here, Alice?”
“Erm… Good thanks”
She hadn’t really noticed that the room was obviously specially heated so that she wouldn’t be cold in the nude. Everyone else must have been sweltering but she was perfectly comfortable.
“Okay, great. So two of my colleagues are now going to bring the device over and attach it if that’s alright with you.?”
“Fine”
Two of the white- coated men approached carrying a complicated looking device.
“This isn’t the massager – this is just to test your state of arousal. The machine uses the data to determine things like intensity of vibration and speed.”
The men weren’t looking at her face as they attached the complicated tapestry of wires and latex pads to her body. They were dispassionate, professional. Alice wondered how they could remain so with her cunt in full display. Perhaps they had done this so many times that the novelty had worn off. She was just another pussy to experiment on.
“Alright Alice, now were going to show you a series of films to configure the arousal settings. When we get the right reading, my colleagues will come back with the device and the experiment will begin. Are you ready?”
“yes” said Alice in a small voice, her heartrate increasing again. This was actually happening!
The lights dimmed slightly and a film came on the screen in front of her. Pornography- a man and a woman having sex. From the control room next to her she heard the sound of computers whirring, and people writing things down.
“She’s at a two. Try the next one.”
The film changed – now it was two women touching one another.
“Moved to a three. Let’s expand on this”
The next film showed three women – one sitting on another’s face. The third woman was licking her cunt enthusiastically.
Alice felt her pussy get wet. She had always liked lesbian porn even though she was straight as far as she knew. Maybe it was the fact that it focused on the female orgasm rather than the male. Either way she had never told anyone about this but now an entire room full of people knew that it was turning her on.
“Up to a six – let’s go to thirteen b”
The film changed. Now it showed an orgy – six women enjoying one another – licking pussy, facesitting, fingering… Absolute debauchery.
“Okay good we’re at a ten already. Lets get the machine in there.”
*‘Already’* Was she quick to arousal compared to everyone else who had done this? She felt like a complete slut as the two men approached her again, carrying a strange looking machine. Her pussy was very wet now and she knew that they’d be able to see that. She closed her eyes.
“Okay let’s begin with the clitoral attachment”
She opened her eyes and watched one of the men press the circular part of the strange device to her clit. He caught her eyes then looked away, embarrassed.
“Start with a seven four seven”
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/qanctg/the_massage_wand_tester_part_23_f_solo_exhib_voy
Part 3 will be posted on Wednesday :)