I spent 20 minutes strapped into the machine before they began. I was completely naked, except for a pair of sunglasses. I could tell a lot of people were transfixed by the sight of my huge tits.
My hands were locked in place over my head, which rested against a black leather pad. A steady, delicious vibration coursed through the ergonomic reclining chair, which spread out into a wide V, cupping my ass nicely but leaving me spread wide open over a donut hole. My ankles were cuffed in place at each end of the V.
Now an electronic tone sounded and the machine adjusted, elevating my legs to a 20-degree angle. Very comfortable.
A white light shone directly on my asshole and cunt, leaving nothing to the imagination of the researchers who were monitoring me from the control room and the small theater packed with fourth-year human sexuality students. With my Master's permission, I'd allowed Dana, the early-30's lab coordinator from Santa Fe, to trim my pubic hair more evenly to make my labial response more visible.
I felt powerless yet highly aroused. I'd volunteered to participate in this study and hadn't realized how good it was going to feel. This had been building up since I arrived. I'd asked Dana if it was OK for me to play with myself in the pre-screening room, and she said yes, watching and taking notes as I lowered my pants and underwear and rubbed my clit in front of her. I continued to frig until a Ph.D candidate came in to escort me to the theater.
Now I was ready. I was excited to know that my Master was watching too from the control room.
"Let's begin by applying the lubricant," said a voice over the loudspeaker.
Dana, wearing a procedure mask with her long brown hair tied back, applied a generous amount to her gloved hand and began massaging my perineum. After the initial coolness, I felt a warm glow. The proximity to both my asshole and cunt drove me wild. I wanted her to penetrate me so badly. Anally and vaginally. I was very, very wet.
The vibrations felt as if four or five people were massaging me all over. Crazy.
She moved up and rubbed the lube over my cunt lips and inner labia. The feeling of her thumb brushing against the underside of my engorged clit made me moan audibly. I could hear papers rustling and people typing. She spread more lube even on and around my asshole, which was contracting with anticipation.
"First probe," said the voice.
Dana reached into the nearby cart and produced a black, curved, bulbous device that looked like a sex toy - but not one I'd ever used before. It had an LCD display with green-lit digits at the base.
With the curved tip pointed upward, Dana crouched and placed the device next to my asshole. "She's ready for the probe," she said.
The tip was warm to the touch. I breathed and exhaled deeply as she inserted it slowly, with great care, filling me right up.
To my surprise and delight, she pressed a button when it was completely inside my ass and I felt the fullness increase. There was a delicious sensation of pressure.
"What is the rectal temperature?"
"99.1 Fahrenheit," said Dana.
"Perfect. Go ahead and apply the nipple sensors."
Dana produced two wires and clamped the sensors in place. Tight, metallic, cool. I'd been yearning to have my nipples teased, sucked, or pinched, and this felt amazing. Beneath me, there was a deep, throbbing sensation underneath my ass cheeks as the vibration picked up. Fuck.
"The readings are good," Dana said. "She has big nipples, so I won't need to recalibrate during the procedure."
Every time they talked about me as if I wasn't there, my arousal increased.
"Do you want to urinate before we proceed?" inquired the voice.
"Yes," I said.