It was her third Tuesday of servicing Scott's desires when pain became part of the scene. After locking the door from the inside she strolled to the armoire and carried the red folder to his desk. "Number seven," he announced. She flipped the pages clipped in the folder and bent them over the top so the weight of the folder held the first six pages under it. Unbuttoning her three-quarter sleeve blouse began to reveal her newly purchased black lace demi bra that had been only a hint when viewed through her semi-sheer black blouse. Her white broad cloth skirt fluttered to the floor a few seconds later. Her new set of tiny matched black lingerie was displayed with grand affect. It produced a lump in his throat and a swelling in his loins---his cock came alive. She smiled knowing that her lingerie collection would keep her supplied with original material for at least six months including her breakout favorite from her little black dress...her gold lame halter bra and lacy black bikini panties of course accentuated with three-inch stiletto pumps and thigh-high stockings.
She was bent forward at the waist reading the details of scenario seven as she unhooked her bra and let it fall to the floor on top of her skirt. Hooking her thumbs inside the matching black string bikini panties a look of trepidation filled her face now knowing the function of the squat orange rubber pumpkin with the five-inch stiff green stem sticking up from the center. She had stepped around it when walking from the armoire to Scott's desk. Wearing only four-inch snakeskin stiletto heels and gold-tinted thigh-high elastic-topped tan stockings she presented herself to him on the left his side of the desk within easy reach.
After sliding several stiff aluminum plates about six by two inches under the elastic tops of her stockings, he connected them with alligator clip jumper wires. He finished building half of the circuit when he clipped one of the leads from the power box onto one of the aluminum plates. She had managed a small smile and unconsciously widened her stance as he pushed the syringe of electro-lube up into her front orifice. Then she waited for the cool stainless steel speculum to invade her. A gurgling groan came from her as he pushed the polished metal faux phallus up into her. She made sounds he had never heard before and that she had never uttered before. She was partially acting for him but she was also reacting as she gasped and breathed, "Mooore!" She felt the device open her sex slit until it was almost uncomfortably taut. "Oooh," she said as he thumbed the adjustment nut opening the previously parallel duck bill blades to hold the device firmly inside her. Her mind swirled with the similarities and differences she experienced during her last visit to the gynecologist. The fact that the doctor was a woman added to the curious mixture of pleasure and violation since she was standing and a man was prying her open this time.
"Ready to visit Mr. Punkin?' he chuckled.
