The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. Nice or constructive comments are very much appreciated. Rude comments are just mean and will be deleted. I highly recommend reading Violating Sandie parts 1, 2, and 3 before reading this installment. Enjoy the fantasy - xoxo Daphne123.
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Sandie had been very busy this last week before final exams. More busy than she knew. Word was slowly spreading throughout the school about Sandie's conditioning, and many of the guys in the senior class were discretely taking their turns using her. Hardly anyone talked about it, and no one said anything out in the open for fear of having her boyfriend or even an administrator discover what was going on.
Over the past few weeks since the prom, Sandie had been taken advantage of by various guys in the senior class who had dreamt of fucking her for years. Blowjobs behind the school after classes became a regular thing for some of her admirers. Others fucked Sandie in various storage rooms or supply closets throughout the building. When guys realized that Sandie's body would respond to commands, they started making her hold a variety of positions while being fucked, or sometimes just sat back and watched as they forced Sandie to pleasure herself. She spent much of her study hall hour on her back with her legs spread wide as various guys did unbelievably perverted things to her. Most recently, the entire track team fucked Sandie after school in the student parking lot bent over the hood of her own car, her pussy taking a massive pounding from behind as the guys took turns defiling her.
Sandie remembered none of it. The degradation, the humiliation, the embarrassment, all of it had been wiped from her memory after every encounter.
Now the school nerds were going to get their turn.
The robotics club at the high school was actually really good, having won several national competitions for their complex inventions. They all knew Sandie tangentially because she was often in the science wing of the school. Being socially introverted though, the guys in the robotics club were always too shy to even approach a girl who was that hot and smart at the same time.
So it was a surprise to Sandie when Arthur, the president of the robotics club, asked her to come to their meeting room after school. Three members of the robotics team had completed their senior project and needed a test subject.
Sandie was actually impressed that Arthur had gathered the courage to even talk to her, and she was curious about what they all had been working on for the past month. So, after school she headed for the science lab where the robotics club usually met.
Sandie knocked on the door. Arthur answered it and let Sandie in, closing the door behind her. The lab was bigger than an ordinary classroom, with large tabletop desks for conducting experiments or placing large items.
"Hi," Sandie flashed a friendly smile to the three of them, trying to make the nerdy guys feel more comfortable. She thought it was kind of sweet that these boys were so shy around her. It made Sandie feel even more beautiful to know she could have that effect on them.
Wes tried to say hello but his voice cracked. Kelvin couldn't say anything but managed to give Sandie a shy wave.
Sandie put her hands on her hips and smiled quirkily.
"Come on boys," she peered over her glasses, "you've all seen a girl before."
The three of them just froze, taking in Sandie's gorgeous figure. She was wearing a lovely black cashmere pullover top, form-fitting white pants that made her rear look amazing, and black leather ankle boots that zipped up the side. She looked very trendy and sexy, the glasses in particular appealing to the guys.
"We um..." Kelvin finally found his voice and gestured towards a table with a large item under a tarp, "we wanted to...you know...show you our project."
Sandie rolled her eyes and walked over to the invention.
"Well let's see what you've got to show me."
The three of them lifted the tarp, unveiling a device that looked like a large network of machinery. Part of the invention resembled a metal yoke attached to some kind of rack. Under the rack was a machine about three feet long with a vertical wheel on the side of a cylinder. A metal rod was connected to the wheel on one end and with a steel shaft on the other. Sandie's eyes widened when she noticed the very large phallic-looking attachment at the end of the shaft.
"What...in the world...is that?" Sandie asked, not completely sure if she wanted to know the answer.
Arthur tapped the side of the device with his hand.
"It's a pleasure machine, designed to satisfy a woman's sexual needs while at the same time degrade her for the entertainment of men. We've spent months working on it, and now we're ready to test it on a girl, which is why we need you."
Sandie's mouth fell open.
"No way!" Sandie held up her hands and backed away from the table, "you guys are crazy if you think I'm going to let you do that to me!"
The three nerdy guys were ready to spring the trap. In unison they used Sandie's trigger phrase.
"Sexy Doctor Sandie."
Sandie's eyes blinked rapidly as a massive wave of sexual desire washed over her.
"I've...got to...get out of here..." Sandie said more to herself than to the three guys who were about to have their way with her.
"Stay where you are," Arthur ordered.
Sandie froze in place, unable to move her legs. She looked at Arthur in panic.
"How are you doing that?!?" Sandie demanded, "LET...ME...GO!!!"
"Shut up, Sandie," Wes interjected, "you will not speak until we tell you."
Sandie tried to object but found herself unable to use her voice. In protest, she crossed her arms in a huff and glared directly at Wes.
"Now Sandie," Arthur instructed, "you will stand straight up, arms by your sides, without moving or talking while the three of us take off your clothes."
Sandie's eyes widened as she unwillingly lowered her arms to her sides, standing passively as the three nerdy guys began stripping their fantasy girl.
"Can you believe this?" Kelvin said to Wes as the two of them undid the buttons on Sandie's top and glided it off her shoulders, revealing a black lace bra that beautifully supported the fullest, most perfect of breasts. Arthur had gotten on his knees to unbutton and unzip Sandie's tight white pants, tugging them down her hips in short little yanks, uncovering the black lace panties underneath.
"Mygod she's perfect," Wes said looking over Sandie's lovely curves as she stood before them in just her black lace underwear.
Sandie bit her lip nervously as she was being molested by the three nerdiest guys in the school. This couldn't be happening to her? How could they control her like this? The humiliation was unbelievable as Sandie felt her bra straps sliding off her shoulders at the same time her panties were being tugged down her gorgeous legs. In seconds Sandie felt her bra being unhooked and removed, freeing those heavenly milk mounds from their holsters. Wes and Kelvin stared in awe at Sandie's huge rack as Arthur finished stripping Sandie of her panties, leaving her wearing only her black ankle boots and sexy glasses.
"Wow," all three of them said in unison as they ran their eyes over every inch of their test subject. Having never been this close to a naked girl in real life before, the three guys began slowly and gently exploring Sandie's amazing body with their hands.
Sandie, completely embarrassed by being stripped and unable to move while six hands explored her most intimate places, felt violated and degraded as her dignity was being taken from her with every caress. Her breasts, her nipples, her ass, her pussy, nowhere was safe from the roaming hands touching her. Sandie's body was no longer hers. She was now the property of the three nerdy guys molesting her.
To her complete surprise, Sandie also realized that her pussy was soaked.
"Let's put her in the machine," said Kelvin, "I want to see what it does to her."
Arthur stood up.
"I've got a better idea," he replied looking into Sandie's nervous eyes, "Sandie, you are going to strap YOURSELF into the pleasure machine for us. As you attach each restraint, making yourself more and more helpless, you will insist that you are a strong, intelligent, liberated, feminist woman who refuses to be demeaned by men."
