Synopsis: Threatened with expulsion for cheating on an exam, a desperate college coed signs up for a sexual research study. To her shame and pleasure, she learns the more humiliated and restrained she is, the more sexually excited she becomes.
Author's note: I started "A Cheater's Regret several years ago. Good potential and a lot of great feedback. Since then I've learned a lot about becoming a better writer, so have decided to re-write it from scratch. I hope both new readers and previous followers enjoy the new take!
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Lori waits in the clinic lobby for her turn. She's anxious about what's about to happen to her, and the chain of humiliating events that brought her here.
Less than a month ago Lori cheated on her biology midterm. It seemed like a perfect crime to her. She cheated off her roommate, Melissa. The tall brunette is Lori's polar opposite. She's always out at parties and fucking boys. It's a mystery how Melissa gets A's at all, but she does.
At her best, Lori is an attentive student. But after catching her boyfriend cheating, Lori couldn't focus. She fell behind on all her assignments. In time she recovered and set to work. Despite catching up on nearly everything, Lori had no time left to get something reasonable turned in for the biology assignment the following day.
By happenstance, Lori returned to her dorm room and discovered Melissa's midterm paper on the little wood desk tucked away by her bed. Though they're both taking biology this semester, Melissa is under a different teacher. Lori figured she could copy the party girl's paper, make a few changes here in there, and turn it in without being caught. But she was.
The following day the academic director, Ms. Bayne called Lori to her office. She's a stern and unforgiving academic, but up to this point approved of Lori's dedication. Now she was angry at the young woman's breach of integrity. Ms. Bayne gave Lori a choice: be expelled, or earn redemption by volunteering in an old colleague's research project.
Of course Lori jumped at the opportunity. She went to the clinic and volunteered for every intern position available. To her dismay, she failed to meet the requirements for any of them. There was only one option left to avoid expulsion: volunteer to be a test subject. For that, there were no requirements except to be a healthy young woman.
Lori meets that requirement in spades. She's a slender and athletic 18-year-old girl with short black hair and a perky figure that catches boys' eyes everywhere she goes.
Prior to her initial physical exam today, Lori filled out a mountain of paperwork. Most of it was the usual things one would expect; medical history, allergies and the like. Lori found some of the questions about her sexual history embarrassing. She had to state how many partners she had been with, her orientation, how often she had sex, and her ease of achieving orgasm and what types of stimulation it requires.
The oddest, and perhaps most difficult requirement was three days of total abstinence. Lori hasn't had sex since she broke up with her boyfriend, so that part wasn't difficult. But she was also forbidden from any type of masturbation.
By the time she reached the clinic today, Lori was a little desperate. She masturbates almost every day, sometimes twice a day. Going this long without it has been difficult to say the least. Once the exam is over, she'll be off the hook. Lori can resume her studies without fear of expulsion, and but that won't even be the biggest thing on her mind. She can't wait to get back to the dorm have the orgasm she's been denied for three whole days.
"Lori Parker?" a voice says.
It's Heather, a bubbly blonde from school. She's dressed in business casual, presumably for an internship here. She's annoying to begin with, and Lori would have preferred not to run into anyone who recognizes her.
"You're going to work here too?" Heather exclaims. "How fun!"
"Yeah." Lori nods.
Heather looks at Lori's clothes and frowns in confusion. Lori is dressed in flip flops, jean shorts, and a white tank top. It's September with blazing high temperatures and humidity. It's a practical outfit, but not one proper for a formal job at the clinic.
Worse still, the unrelenting air conditioner has Lori shivering. Her skin is covered in goose bumps and her nipples are sticking through the thin fabric of her tank top. She regrets not wearing a bra today. Her breasts are perky, but small enough that she usually goes without one. Today that was a poor decision.
"Aren't you a little underdressed for this?" Heather asks.
"Nah, I don't think so." Lori says. She'd prefer to end the conversation, but Heather isn't good at taking hints.
"No matter, I'm sure they'll be forgiving. It's our first day and all. What are they going to have you do here?"
"I'm not sure." Lori lies. "Some sort of administrative stuff I think."
"Oh, me too. We'll be seeing a lot of each other then."
A stern-looking nurse comes into the lobby. Lori recognizes her. She's the interviewer who tore her apart when she applied for the internships. It would be just Lori's luck it would be the same woman taking her into the exam today.
"Heather, it's good to see you." The nurse says. "Are you ready to start!"
"Yes, Natalie!" Heather squeaks in excitement.
"Good. The orientation is down the hall at the very end to your left."
Barely able to contain her enthusiasm, Heather jumps up from her seat. She looks to Lori, expecting her to follow. Lori stays seated.
"Aren't you coming too?" Heather asks.
"Lori didn't qualify for any of the jobs." Natalie says. "She's going to be a test specimen today."
"Oh." Heather says.
"Are you ready to begin?" Natalie asks Lori.
"Yes, I'm ready." Lori says.
"You will refer to me as 'ma'am,' and men here as 'sir.'" Natalie corrects her.
"Yes ma'am."
Lori turns red in embarrassment at being humiliated in front of her fellow student. Heather shrugs and disappears through the door into the hallway beyond.
"Come with me." The nurse says.
Natalie leads Lori down the hall and takes her into an examination room. The room looks like a typical doctor's office with a sink and some cabinets full of medical tools. At the center of the room there's an exam table with a UV lamp on a poseable arm suspended overhead.
"Remove all your clothes and put on the gown." Natalie orders.
"Yes ma'am." Natalie nods.
The nurse leaves and closes the door behind her. Left to herself, Natalie undresses. Fortunately it's warmer in here than in the lobby; a little too warm. Natalie is relieved that she shaved yesterday. It shouldn't matter, but it would be embarrassing for her to be under a doctor's scrutiny with hairy legs. She also shaved her pussy. Lori is naked, save for a navel piercing.
She can hear voices from the adjacent rooms. The walls are almost paper-thin. Lori can't quite make out the conversations, but there's at least several people a few feet away on the other side.
Lori knows she shouldn't be, but is turned on. She hasn't masturbated in three days and the rising pressure is taking its toll on her. The idea of being poked and prodded by a stranger is more exciting than Lori would care to admit. Her puffy pink nipples are hard and sensitive to touch; not from cold, but arousal.
After stacking her clothes on a chair, she goes to the gown folded on the exam table. It's a worn out garment that's so flimsy Lori struggles to put it on. It's open in the back. There was a strap there at one point but it's long since ripped off. The gown is held together with two tiny velcro connections on its shoulders.
Lori puts it on and the straps come undone, causing the gown to drop to the floor. She tries a dozen more times before succeeding to stay covered. Any tiny movement the wrong way causes the gown to fall apart. Even sitting is difficult, and she has to hold the garment against her chest to keep it from popping off again.
A woman with graying blonde hair dressed in a white lab coat enters the room with Natalie following behind her.
"I'm Dr. Manyard, and I'll be examining you today." The newcomer says. "I heard from Ms. Bayne, your academic director, about your predicament. I understand you need to complete my program to avoid expulsion from school?"
"Yes ma'am." Lori answers, turning red with embarrassment again.
"Well, the good news is that the program is easy. You only need to pass this one exam and I'll let Ms. Bayne know you fulfilled my requirements."
Lori is relieved. This looks easier and easier with each passing moment.
"Now let's start with some preliminary questions." Dr. Manyard says. "I looked over your medical screening and there's a little more information I need from you. Are you ready to begin?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Natalie, set up the camera."
The nurse sets up a camcorder on a tripod on the other side of the room.
"We'll be recording the exam for future reference. I have to remind you that lying on any of your medical screening questions is grounds for being disqualified from the exam. Do you understand?"
"Yes ma'am."
"Good. Now onto the questions. Are you in any pain right now?"
"No ma'am."
"Are you sexually active?"
"No ma'am."
Dr. Manyard is scribbling Lori's answers on her notepad.
"When was the last time you had sex?"
"Uh, about a month ago, ma'am." Lori hopes these questions don't get too private.
"Do you typically have sex with a man, or a woman? Or both?"
"Men, I mean a man, Ma'am." Lori stammers.
"When you have sex, do you usually achieve orgasm?"
Lori isn't sure how any of these questions would be helpful for anything. They make her uncomfortable, but they're also a little exciting. Humiliation shouldn't be turning her on, but it is. Maybe because it's so clinical, like being treated like a specimen rather than a person.
"Uh, no not usually, ma'am."
"How often do you masturbate?"
"I don't masturbate, ma'am." Lori doesn't want to sound like a slut.
"You're an 18-year-old girl, surely you touch yourself sometimes?" Dr. Manyard says skeptically.
"Maybe once in a while, ma'am."
"How often is once in a while? Daily? Weekly?"
"A few times a month, I guess." Lori answers reluctantly.
"When you touch yourself, do you climax?"
"Yes ma'am."
"When was the last time you touched yourself?"
