The new neighbour -- Part 2 (Samantha Goodman)
Two months later...
The old man had been working on Sam for a couple of months now and the level of control required over her was becoming less and less as her lust had grown to the point that she thought of sex, like most men, everyday. The old man knew that he still had to work on destroying her last inhibitions and he knew from experience that he was close. He had seen firsthand that when he had moved on to a new woman that those exposed to his control long enough, together with weeks of hardcore sexual training had become true nymphomaniacs pre-occupied by sex that required daily satisfaction and sometimes hourly. Watching these beautiful married women, who had devoted themselves to one man, degrade themselves with complete strangers was what really turned him on. When they reached the stage of nymphomania no one man could satisfy their needs.
During the third meeting the old man had learned that she had paraded naked in her bedroom window and that her elderly neighbour had been watching with binoculars. She had looked all around and seen no one and had, as instructed, pressed her naked breasts up against the window holding that position for thirty seconds or so. Without any guidance she had smiled, turned and pressed her ass up against the window for another thirty seconds. She told the old man that she had spread her legs so that her pussy would be visible. The old man was thrilled and he was certain that the elderly neighbour was also thrilled. The old man would have loved to have taken it further by having her visit the elderly neighbour and treating him to a taste of her but he backed off knowing the risk. As it was her exhibitionist display had been risky enough.
He instructed her to no longer exhibit herself like that again but was unaware that her rise towards nymphomania had accelerated and she continued to show her naked body to the elderly neighbour who began to use a high-end video camera to record the action. The old man would later learn that the elderly neighbour had prepared a file of explicit pictures and videos of Mrs. Samantha Goodman and was on the verge of using it to blackmail and coerce her into sex with him. Upon learning this the client had decided to act. The elderly neighbour suffered a fatal heart attack (cause unknown) three weeks after Mrs. Goodman disappeared. The recordings and video clips the neighbour had made were never found.
In the final phase of her training the old man would introduce Sam to his basement machinery -- a sybian, a fucking machine and his latest acquisition called the labia licker. The three machines had custom restraints (belts and cuffs) built in. When first placed and secured onto the sybian she had tried to free herself from the mind room to no avail. Her willpower and inhibitions were being held onto by proverbial threads as she rebelled at the prospect of being subjected to the machines. A forty-five-minute ride on the sybian had her shaking, sweating, and screaming for more as she was rocked by multiple orgasms that increased in intensity as the old man lowered and raised the control settings to maximize her pleasure. The pounding on the mind door had seized after the first orgasm. The sight, recorded by two video cameras, would have cured erectile dysfunction.
The old man removed the wrist and ankle restraints that secured her to the sybian which was a bit difficult since she had passed out when he had ramped up the settings to maximum. He was just glad that she hadn't hurt herself. He had let the sexual tension get the better of him as he ramped up the sensations to her and as a bit of payback for daring to complain in her mind room. He vowed to watch that in the future as he placed and secured her on her hands and knees on the padded bench of the fucking machine. The machine had a long metal pole with an end on which dildos of various sizes could be attached. The old man chose a five and half inch dildo which would have been a good guess at the size of her husband. He adjusted the controls which sent the metal pole moving forward slowly. He then adjusted her backside moving the dildo so that the tip moved between her labia positioned to enter at the touch of a button. He sprayed her with a half cup of water and she shuddered back to life looking around,
"Here we go," the old man thought as he focused and released her from his mind control. This was always the most difficult part to see if her sexual desires were enough to override her personal sense of morality without any mind control intervention on his part.
Suddenly all hell broke loose.
"WHAT THE HELL..., " she screamed.
The old man was thankful that the basement was soundproofed.
He moved to her left so that she could see him. She turned her head and looked up at him. "Where the hell am I and what you have you done to me?"
"Just relax Sam. Everything will be alright."
"Vincent..." she exclaimed, "What have you done?"
He looked at her and said, "It's better if I show you," he began.
And with that he produced the machine control from his back pocket and pressed two buttons. The pole came to life moving forward and rotating pushing the flesh-coloured dildo into her until it could go no further. The dildo stopped inside of a very well-lubricated vagina.
She started screaming, "HELLLLPPPPP...". Soon she ran out of breath. My God you'll go to jail for the rest of your life you fucking degenerate if I have any say in it."
"Well that's just the thing Sam. I am not doing anything to you that you don't want...", he said pushing another button. The machine came back to life withdrawing until only the head remained before slowly moving back into her.
The old man watched her struggle and twist her hips which were firmly lashed down on the bench. "You fucking bastard..." she screamed as the machine picked up speed. The old man grinned his eyes fixated on the connection between Sam and the machine. She was getting wetter by the second as her pussy dripped with her secretion. He watched her try to hold off the sensations but she was no longer strong enough to do so. He turned a dial and the machine doubled its speed. She grunted then moaned loudly and uncontrollably.
"Feel good Sam?"
"FUCK YOU, YOU BASTARD!!!"
"Let me see if I can make this a bit better," he said moving alongside her and palming her hanging right breast playing with the hardened nipple. He reached under the bench and produced a rubberized tube with a suction cup attachment which he placed over the nipple.
"What's that?" she asked frantically.
The old man didn't answer as he adjusted another knob on the controller and the tube created a small vacuum which pulled on the nipple but was purposefully not strong enough to hold it tight. The effect was that the nipple was sucked in then released before being sucked back again. The old man had always found that ingenious mimicking someone sucking on her breast. He moved to the other side of her and repeated the attachment with her left nipple. "There!" he said standing back. She had her eyes closed and was clearly attempting to ward off the building sensations.
The old man pressed another button and the dildo pulled back completely out of her. The old man stared at her pussy which remained open drooling with her secretions as if begging for more. Patience he thought...
The old man unscrewed the very saturated wet dildo and replaced it with an eight inch one with much more girth than the smaller one. After a few adjustments he was ready to go with the head of the new dildo firmly in place at her opening. The old man moved in front of her. "Ready for some real enjoyment?" he asked.
She wanted to spit on him but her mouth was dry. She was trying to control her body which had been on the verge of surrendering to the old man. She remained silent.
