First ever story and while I definitely enjoyed writing the first few parts.. I don't know how it translates to reading. Please don't be mean but let me know!
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MediOrg has taken over as the leading research force into new techniques to couple people, singles and strangers. Their recent development, the smart cuffs, is still in development. Unfortunately, funding is due to be pulled if results are shown before the end of quarter. Behind closed doors... Some of the highest officials at MediOrg have hatched a plan to find some 'willing' participants.
It feels early..or late? Mia opens her eyes and tries to adjust to the darkness. At first, it feels like any other morning. "How did I get home last night.." She wonders.. As she finally begins to see the predicament she finds herself in. As she tries to sit up, she feels the cold, metal handcuffs attached to her arm. Panicking.. She begins thrashing her arm, throwing the duvet off of her curvy body. Mia is quite petite being only 5'2, yet makes up for her size with her gorgeous curves. Her B cup perky breasts help too. Sam, on the other end of the cuffs, is now starkly aware of his surroundings having been awoken by Mia.
"Who the hell are you!" Mia yells.
"Who am I? Why are you in my bed!" Sam retorts..
Both Mia and Sam take a moment to catch their breaths..
"This isn't my bed, is it?" asks Sam.
"No, nor is it mine" replies Mia.
"What is this place?" Mia suddenly noticing how clinical and empty this room is. As they look around, they notice they appear to be in a small, single room studio. The windows all appear to look on to nothing as only a faint light enters the room from under the door. All at once, every light in the room erupts to life, blinding Mia and Sam. It's now very apparent that they are not here by accident. A small kitchen is now visible, en suite bathroom and a large screen on the wall. The screen appears to be built in to the wall, inaccessible from the room. A small remote sits adjacent on a coffee table just inches from the bed. A lamp sits either side of Mia and Sam on bed side tables. Neither table has drawers, simply a small wooden table with a bright lamp. There is no switch in sight for either the lamp or the blinding clinic light above. The TV flickers to life and a voice speaks..
"Good morning Mia and Sam. You may have become aware that you are handcuffed to one another. We are part of large research company testing our new product, the smart cuff. Until now, the device has remained off, but after I explain the rules, it will be on at all times. The cuff will be tracking all vitals during your stay. The cuff will also be tracking any and all sexual activity you partake in while you are here."
"Sexual activity.. Who the fuck are you!" exclaimed Sam.
"I urge you to watch who you are talking to Sam, as we are completely in control of you both while you are in our care. As we have been speaking, the cuffs have began taking your vitals and of course, tracking a whole load of data related to your sexual arousal. We will be keeping track of how close both of you come to orgasm and how many successful orgasms you have whilst you are here. By now, you should have noticed the small screen in the middle of your cuffs."
Both Mia and Sam glance down at the cuffs, but instead notice both are completely naked. Mia fruitlessly grabs for the duvet..before realizing she tossed it from the bed in her earlier panic. Both choose to ignore that fact for a moment and continue glancing at the cuffs. As the voice said, a small LCD currently showed the number 0.
"When either of you achieve orgasm.. This number will begin to count up. When you reach 10 orgasms, you may both leave. However, it isn't quite as easy as that. Once either of you have reached orgasm, the number will rise, but if the same person orgasms again before the other, it will not count. For example, if Mia orgasms first, and orgasms again before Sam reaches orgasm, it will not count. Essentially you must take it in turns. Finally, this screen will display how we wish you to reach your next orgasm. You may orgasm as many times as you wish, but until the parameters are met, it will not count to your final goal. Any tools or toys required will be provided as and when required. Questions?"
"Uh yeah... This isn't legal.. How can you keep us here!" Mia yells.
"Well Miss Mia, simply put, there is no-one to stop us!. When you leave.. We will move on to another room with another couple. We have successfully tested this model now for a couple of months without repercussion. That won't end with you. Any further questions?"
"Fuck you!" exclaims Sam.
A harsh shock explodes through both Mia and Sam.
"Oh right, I forgot... If you try to escape, or fail to follow further instructions, you will be shocked until you comply. Have a good stay!"
The TV fizzles back to black.
"Uh.. So I'm Mia!" Mia sarcastically boasts..
"I'm Sam.. How on earth did we end up here?"
"I have no idea.. I was out drinking with friends.. Left to get a cab home and it all went black. I just assumed I had made it home at first" Mia replies.
"Sounds pretty familiar. I was headed home from the bar when I heard someone call for help. As I got close, I felt everything go limp and fell to the floor. Next thing I knew, some psycho was dragging at my arm" Sam winks at Mia.
"Hey no fair! I just wanted to figure out what the hell was going on!" Mia laughs back.
They are interrupted by a new picture lighting up the screen. On the screen are two avatars and a set of icons. One avatar is a redhead female with blue eyes and the other, a male with dirty blonde hair and green eyes. Both Mia and Sam realize this depicts them both. The icons appear to represent what action their captors wish them to participate in next. This time, the icons are a mouth emoji and a eggplant emoji.
"Hmm.. I wonder what THAT means we have to do" Sam said giddily.
"Shut up Sam... There's no way! We don't even know each other!" Mia shouts as the handcuffs burst into life again. Mia and Sam yell in pain as the cuffs shock them longer than before. Neither will admit to it yet, but it is really turning them on.
"Gee I suppose there are worse people to be stuck with" Sam thinks, as he admires Mia's breasts and body when the handcuff shock subsides.
"Is he... Is he staring at my tits" Mia scoffs to herself.
"Okay... uh... I guess we gotta get started..." Mia sighs. as she moves towards Sam.
Being cuffed together forces Mia to think before she moves. She kneels close to Sam and begins heading towards his now very erect cock.
"Hey.. Not even a kiss to get me in the mood?" Sam jokes.
"Get you in the mood? Sam you're practically touching the ceiling with that thing!" Mia retorts.
