For the next three days... Sarah showed up exactly at 6 am, was hooked up to the machine and once his fingers delved into her pussy to confirm she was wet... he would leave the room.
That was it? 'WTF' she thought as she saw him leave on day four.
Strapped into the machine, hearing the machine hum and the soft vacuum sounds on her breasts then going home afterward to feel the ache of what was being done to them.
Finally frustrated, as she laid in her bed, she carefully rubs one of her tender breasts, her other hand slipping down across her stomach... and down between her legs trying to replicate something of what he had done to her on their first day but it only caused a small release. Nothing like her first time... just before she dozed off to sleep, she made a mental note of trying to pay better attention next time when he touched her.
By Friday, though he invited her into his office first, there on the end of his desk was two keys on a ring, "I have to leave for the weekend so there is one key to the front door and one to your room. Do NOT go into any other rooms but continue with your sessions and I will be back Monday."
"Where are you going?" asking as she scoops up the keys being curious, but when he steps up next to her... a hand he places upon her back causes a small shiver to go through her.
"Is my little cow expecting something?" leading her out she is not sure how he knew what she felt, "and It's just business," he states to answer her question as he shuts the door behind them.
Leading her up the stairs, he lowers his face near hers all of a sudden, surprising her with his forwardness "I bet if I were to check you right here... right now... I would find you already wet? Hmmm?" and she can't seem to help another shiver.
Once in her room, he motions her to the machine and as she is strapped in again, he doesn't move to turn on the machine. Instead, she feels him behind her, her legs being pushed apart and his fingers into her, causing her to feel shame as... he was right, she was dripping wet.
"That's my little cow... waiting for me to finger her and make her cum... Have you been touching yourself?" his face is all of a sudden near hers... "I bet you have my little cow."
Unable to help herself, she wiggles within her straps feeling uncomfortable with his questioning but how did he know... she can't help but look away which only causes him to give a deep chuckle.
"I thought so, then his fingers start to move up into her... feeling stretched and then pressure against her hymen... she hears a low consenting sound from him, seeing she is still intact. Fingers slip from her and he moves about to hook up the small cups again to her breasts.
Since all of this has started... she had refused every friend invite, her thoughts and life completely consumed with what was currently going on with her body and his sessions. Was she being tricked into something else without even knowing it? During the day afterward... she found herself going to the room that overlooked his property to see if she could get any more insight into this man that had lived next door to her but never seemed interested in her till now... but why now?
His voice pulls her attention back, "Today, my little cow I am going to delve into a new area..." fingers move from her pussy and all of a she feels his finger run over the little star of her ass, making her jump.
When fingers try to push at her entrance, she instantly feels pain, crying out "No, not there... please"
"We have an agreement, Sarah, though I will say," she feels him move away and a drawer is open, she turning to notice a four drawer dresser on one wall, "I wanted the weekend to introduce this to you... but as I have to leave... there will be a slight change to your session today so you will have the weekend to reflect."
Coming alongside of her restrained body, she feels his hands at the straps at her waist and notices she has some wiggle room now...
"Try that," she hears him state and finds she can arch her back, but then feels his hands at her legs... unbelting her to give her some more room. Now she finds she can arch and move back and forward a little. Last he comes back to her side, leans over to the machine and hearing a few clicks, there is more pressure on her breasts, causing enough pain to make her breath catch.
"Wwwwhat... are you gggoing.. to do to me?" she speaks between the small pained feeling she is experiencing.
Stepping from her, she thinks he is to leave again when there is a chair being heard being pulled up behind her. Trying to look to see what he is doing, her arms still restrained... it only allows her to see so far... The pressure of fingers as she feels legs being opened as far as her hips allow, then a small squeak from the chair as she assumes, he takes a seat. Fear runs down her back and she tries to pull her legs close afraid of the unknown finding she can't.
