I slept into the afternoon, spooning with Kat in her bed, the two of us lost to the world, recovering from the twinned punishments that Dr. Popova had administered. I dreamed that someone had wrapped an iPhone around my dick, and was calling the phone, vibrating my cock to make me answer, but I couldn’t figure out how to pick up. Eventually, the buzzing in my dream turned into actual pain on my cock–and I woke to realize that my phone was chiming from the other room. Dr. Popova was trying to wake me up.
Neither of these women like to wait.
I got out of bed, stumbled through the hallway to my room to find my phone. I found the message that Dr. P had sent:
“Jonathan, you and Kat have work to complete. You wouldn’t want to lose your job. How would you pay me? Please go wake Kat. Instruct her to shower and remove her anal probe. I have unlocked it, and she will not be required to wear it on a full-time basis. Please resume your workday, have your dinner, and prepare to join me online at 8pm your time. I will be expecting a report from both of you on what you’ve learned. Please be ready with your report, and please inform Kat that I will expect the same from her.”
I had my orders.
—
“Kat,” I said softly, shaking her shoulder a little bit. “I have a message from Dr. P. She wants us to get up. She has instructions for us.”
“Fuck her, JB. I want to sleep.”
“Shhhh!” I said. “You know she’s always listening.”
“Look, JB, you do what you want. I’m going to sleep until dinner. Order us a pizza for a late dinner and I’ll see you then.”
I shrugged and left the room. I figured that I’d tried my best, and Dr. P would deal with Kat.
But about 10 minutes later, I was sitting on the living room couch with my laptop catching up on work, when Kat came in. “I couldn’t get back to sleep,” she said, sitting down next to me.
“Sorry,” I said.
“I can’t believe that bitch didn’t let me cum,” Kat said. “I’m fucking dying to get off. I can’t sleep in this state.” Kat looked at me then said, “I don’t understand why you like denial, JB.”
That took me by surprise. I was desperate to cum too, but hated this part of my treatment. “I don’t like it, Kat,” I said.
“Don’t lie, JB. You love it!” Kat said. “You’re smart enough to have gotten out of this by now if you’d wanted to. It’s clear that some part of you gets off on this.”
She looked at me, expectantly, and I looked back, processing what she said.
“I don’t know, Kat…” I said. I wondered if she was right.
“Whatever,” she said, getting up and walking to the kitchen. It was an open galley kitchen, separated from the living room by a breakfast bar. Kat started putting up a pot of coffee and turned to me.
“You said Dr P had instructions for us?” Kat asked.
I walked over and sat across from her at the breakfast bar and showed her the message on my phone. When she was done reading it, I said, “we have to report on what we’ve learned.”
“I can read, JB.”
“What are you gonna tell her?” I asked. She didn’t say anything, so I said, “I mean about the scene this morning.”
“I know what you’re talking about,” she said.
“It was uh… quite um… Kat, it was fucking intense.”
“Yeah, it was,” she said.
“It hurt,” I said.
She nodded. “It hurt a lot.”
“Also, it was hot,” I said.
She looked at me, stopped working on the coffee. “It was hot, yeah.” She smiled a tiny smile, looked down, then turned back to working on the coffee.
“Are you gonna tell Dr P that you liked it?” I asked.
Kat turned back to me. “Look, JB, I like *you*. I think you’re sexy and cute and that’s why you’re here. I want to give you another shot. All this…” she waved at her belt, at my devices, at my phone, “…all this Dr. Popova shit is kinky and hot and it turns me on. So yeah, that scene was fucking hot. But to say that I ‘liked’ it wouldn’t be exactly right. I always want to be in control. Always.”
“Still, it seems like the last two times Dr P dominated you, it got you off,” I said.
She frowned. “I wish I’d gotten off today,” she said.
She was quiet for a bit, moving around the kitchen. She held up two coffee cups, and I nodded for her to pour me a cup too.
“I did like it though,” she said quietly. “I didn’t expect to.”
I said, “I like you too, Kat.”
She set my coffee in front of me, then picked up her coffee cup, walked around to where I sat, and kissed me on the cheek. She said, “I’m going to shower, then work. See you for dinner.”
—-
I tried to get some work done, but I was hopelessly distracted. In some ways, my pandemic panic had receded a bit–it was good to be somewhere with another human for company. But I had so much on my mind. I was still desperately horny. I kept turning over in my mind scenes from earlier today–bound face to face with Kat, remote control probes pounding away in our asses, mouths kissing desperately to try to make it through the hour of punishment. I mean holy shit. And then sleeping spooned bursa escort with Kat afterwards. Then the conversation in the kitchen. “I like you, JB,” I heard her say it over and over. And that little kiss she gave me as she left the room.
If it sounds like I’m saying that I had fallen completely in love with this girl, rest assured that it sounded like that to me too, and that made me very very worried. I tried to tell myself that it was just lust, but honestly, I had no idea which story was true. Maybe it was both.
—
At 8PM, we set my laptop on the coffee table, sat on the couch next to each other in the living room, and connected to our video call with Dr. Popova.
Dr. Popova appeared. As always, she looked completely serene and pulled together. She said, “How adorable to see the two of you together on the couch!”
I could feel Kat stiffen next to me. She did not like to be taunted.
“How are you both feeling?” She asked. “You had quite the ordeal earlier.”
When Kat didn’t say anything, I said, “Feeling fine, Doctor” trying to answer for both of us.
“Hmm,” said the doctor. “Not very talkative, are we?”
Honestly, I was nervous as hell, because Dr. Popova could always tell when I was lying to her, and I wasn’t really eager to talk about my feelings in front of Kat.
“Well, let’s get on with it. Who would like to deliver the first report? Never mind. Kat, please start.”
Kat took a breath, then said, “Well, Doctor, that was, as you said, an ordeal. But I had programmed it that way. I know that JB likes to be punished. I also like to watch him get punished. So I programmed the hour with that in mind. I was certainly not expecting to go though it myself. And, yeah, not expecting to be bound to JB during it.”
Kat paused, but Dr. Popova just sat quietly, so Kat continued. “It was harsher than I thought it would be, honestly.”
Again, Dr. Popova didn’t say anything.
Kat said, “So I’ve learned that maybe I shouldn’t be so casual setting the device parameters in my programs.”
“Very good, Kat,” said Dr. Popova. “That is exactly the lesson that I hoped you’d learn. Now, what else?”
“That was kinda it,” said Kat.
“No, Kat,” said Dr. Popova. “I’m certain there’s more.”
Kat didn’t say anything. It was an uncomfortable silence. I was thinking about our conversation at the breakfast bar. Finally, she said, “This is embarrassing, Doctor.”
“Please continue,” said the doctor, unmoved.
“It was a really hot scene and it turned me on a lot. It was more painful than I like, and I don’t like being out of control, but it was still really hot, and I’m really horny now and really, really desperate to cum,” said Kat.
Dr Popova still didn’t say anything. She just stared at us. I was tempted to rush in and say something, but I sensed that this was between Kat and Dr. P.
“JB is a really good kisser,” Kat blurted out.
Dr. Popova laughed out loud. “That’s the embarrassing part?” she asked.
Kat shook her head looked down.
“Fine, Kat, I’ll let you off the hook now,” Dr. P said. “I won’t make you tell me how much you like submitting to me.”
Kat didn’t look up. Fuck, it was true!
“I’ll bet your pussy is wet though, isn’t it Kat?” Dr Popova said. “Sitting there, having to admit that you liked it. Being humiliated by me in front of this boy that you like…”
I watched Kat carefully. She didn’t move.
“Yes, I’m sure that makes your pussy wet…”
God, she was going to keep pushing Kat until… until what?
Finally, after what felt like forever, Dr Popova said, “Well now, Jonathan, have you been paying attention to what is happening here?”
I nodded.
“Good,” she said, “so let’s hear your report.”
I started, nervously, with just the facts. “Yeah, like Kat said, that was a painful ordeal. It was easier to take though because we were strapped together. That felt… incredible, honestly. When you removed the binds and let us just sleep—I wanted to stay like that forever.”
Suddenly, I wanted to reach out and take Kat’s hand. It’s funny, earlier today, I’d had my finger wiggling around in Kat’s ass for fuck’s sake, but now I was terrified to just reach out and hold her hand.
“Um,” I continued, “I’m confused by my feelings about that, though. I mean, it hurt, and the whole time it was going on, I just wanted it to end. But now… um, I can’t stop thinking about it.”
“I see,” said Dr. Popova. I waited nervously for her next question. I was scared that she was going to make me admit that I had feelings for Kat. I could try to avoid it, but if she asked me, I would have to confess.
Instead, she said, “So, I believe that this morning was a successful learning experience for both of you. Kat especially has learned something about responsibility. And about her sexuality.” She paused, waiting for a response from Kat that didn’t materialize. She continued, “Now, Jonathan, you are going to have a lesson in pleasing a woman, and I believe that you will both enjoy görükle escort this.”
Enjoy it?!? God I felt like a puppy. Was she gonna let me cum? I knew it was crazy to get my hopes up, but I couldn’t help it.
“Kat, you are going to let Jonathan fuck you,” said the doctor.
Oh. My. God!
“Dr. Popova,” said Kat, suddenly very upset, “You promised…” She caught herself. What had Dr. P promised? What had they talked about that I didn’t know about? I looked at both of them.
Dr. P just said, “Not like that, Kat. His cock is going to remain locked for the time being. Now, do not question me. Go fetch the box labeled VT-8, the vaginal thruster.”
Kat stood up, and went to her bedroom. While she was gone, I wanted to ask Dr. P about the promise, but I thought that would be a mistake. Instead I sat quietly and waited.
Kat returned, holding a flat black cock–another matching device, this one made to be installed in the front of her chastity belt.
“Now, listen carefully to my instructions,” said the Doctor. “Kat, please remove all of your clothes.”
I liked this part. I watched as Kat stripped off, and I admired her body. My poor neglected cock began to rise again. I was of course still naked, as Kat had ordered.
“Very good. Now, Jonathan, stand up and make room so that Kat can lie down on the couch. Kat, lie down, spread your legs. Make sure that Jonathan and I can see your pussy.”
Kat stared at the screen. Dr. Popova said, “Kat, I was planning to allow you to get through this scene without binding your arms and legs. So you have a choice, Kat. Obey my directions instantly and without question, or I will have Jonathan bind you and the end result will be the same.”
Kat sighed, motioned for me to get out of the way, then when I did, she lay down and spread her legs. I could see the chastity belt that ran between her legs, covering her pussy, making access impossible. I heard a click, and saw a panel open in the part of the belt that covered her pussy.
Dr. Popova said, “Now Kat, you have a choice. Would you like to install the thruster, or would you prefer that Jonathan do it?”
Oh god.
Kat said grimly, “I can do it myself.”
“Please proceed then,” said Dr P. “Jonathan, watch carefully.”
Yeah, like there was any chance I wasn’t going to watch this very carefully.
Kat removed the panel that covered her pussy and set it aside. That left just two thin pieces of the belt framing her pussy. Her pussy was as Dr. Popova had predicted, wet, swollen. She moved the cock into position. I couldn’t look away if I wanted to.
“Do you need lubrication, Kat?” Dr Popova asked.
“Um, I’m OK,” said Kat, blushing.
She rubbed the head of the cock against her pussy, getting it wet, moving it in and out, little by little. She pressed, and slowly the cock disappeared inside her. I heard her sigh, saw her close her eyes and let her head fall back. She shifted a little, aligning the base of the cock with the belt. I heard a small precise click as the cock locked into place, buried inside her, covering her pussy, denying outside access.
“Ugh fuck, I’m so full,” she said through clenched jaw.
“Very good, Kat,” Said Dr. Popova. “Oh my goodness your arousal data is off the charts, Kat. That’s good to see. It will certainly make Jonathan’s job easier.”
“My job?” I asked.
“Yes Jonathan. I said you were going to fuck Kat, and that’s what you’re going to do. Of course, you’re not going to use your penis. Even if it was unlocked, I doubt very much that you’d be able to get Kat off with that small thing.”
I fucking hate it when she called my cock small. It wasn’t fucking small.
“No Jonathan, you’re going to control the thruster that’s in Kat’s pussy. In a moment, I’m going to link your devices to hers. When I do, your movements will be translated into movements of the thruster–it’s fully articulated, and can thrust quite hard, and quite deep.”
I heard Kat moan.
Dr. P continued, “Your job Jonathan is to move your hips as if you’re fucking Kat, and those movements will be transmitted to her pussy.”
Dr. P pressed a few buttons off screen. “There!” she said. “Try it.”
I thrust my hips. Kat groaned. Oh shit. I thrust again. Kat groaned again and thrust her hips up, as if she was meeting an imaginary lover.
“That’s it Jonathan!” said the doctor. “How does that feel?”
“Uh, feel?” I asked, feeling stupid. “I don’t feel a thing.”
Dr Popova laughed. “Oh yes, of course. I haven’t set your devices to receive signals. You will be fucking her, but you won’t feel anything at all!”
God dammit.
“But if you do a good job, Jonathan, you’ll be that much closer to the orgasm that Kat has promised you.”
I looked at Kat. She was lying on the couch with her eyes closed. She was biting her lips, making tiny circles with her hips. Her hands were circling her breasts lightly. She seemed lost to the world.
“Alright Jonathan, now we begin. Please get on top of escort bayan Kat and fuck her until she cums.”
Kat’s eyes popped open. She said what I was thinking, “What?!?”
“Well yes of course,” said Dr. Popova. “He can’t learn to fuck by thrusting his hips in mid-air.” She laughed. “He needs the simulation to be as realistic as possible.”
Oh shit.
“Doctor,” said Kat, “Can JB and I at least have some privacy?”
I was surprised by the request. Why did Kat need privacy?
Dr. Popova seemed to consider the request. Then she said, “Alright Kat, I’ll make you a deal. I believe that Jonathan will need instructions. You will begin with me watching. If I determine that you are providing sufficient direction for him, I will leave you alone.”
Kat just said, “JB, get over here and fuck me.”
I moved back to the couch, lay down on top of her, tentatively, placing myself between her spread legs. Experimentally, I ground my cage into her chastity belt.
“Oh yeah, shit! That’s it, just like that,” said Kat.
I didn’t think Kat was going to have a problem providing direction.
“Start slow, JB, just grind in circles. Ugh. That’s it. Yeah.”
I was propped up on my hands, grinding into her crotch. She grabbed my shoulders, pulled me down on top of her. I felt the heat of our skin touching. Her breasts pressed against me. She said, “Now kiss my neck.”
I did, tasting salt, smelling body lotion. She moaned. “Keep grinding, oh. SHIT!”
I felt her hands on my back. Her nails digging in. I was overcome by the strangest mixture of feelings. The sensation of being lost in her embrace. The delight in the pleasure I was giving her. My cock feeling nothing at all, nothing except for the empty sensation of my hard-on being crushed by my cage.
“Don’t stop grinding. Kiss my nipples…”
I had to pull away from her to reach her chest. I stretched, trying to keep contact with her pussy while trying to get a nipple in my teeth. I did. I nibbled. I licked, gently, thinking of the way her fingers had moved.
She pushed my head away, “Good. Ugh. Good. Now long strokes…”
I did my best, considering my cock wasn’t actually in her pussy. Considering that I was just faking it, waving my hips in the air, sending instructions to a robo-dildo buried deep in her cunt.
“Oh fuck yeah!” she screamed. She put her hands on my chest, pushed me away and looked at me while I fucked her. She bit her lip. Oh man when she looked at me… I reached down and kissed her as hard as I could. I got lost in her mouth, lost in her embrace.
She broke our kiss, grabbed my head with both hands. Looked me in the eyes. “Oh shit, just like that, JB. Fuck me, fuck me, I’m going to cum. Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK MEEEEEEEEEEEEE.” And I felt her orgasm take over her body. Her hips bucked, her hands went limp, flopped to her sides, her eyes closed tight, her head fell back.
Then, “Stop!” She grabbed my hips hard. “Stop stop stop, oh god stop!” she said, and I did. I tried to hold perfectly still, holding her until she got her breath back.
After a moment, I heard Dr. Popova say, “That was very beautiful.”
Kat’s eyes popped open and she looked at me. I thought that she’d be pissed, but she just laughed. She kissed my the tip of my nose. “Thank you,” she said quietly.
Then, louder, to the screen, she said, “I thought you said that you’d leave us alone!” She didn’t sound angry though. More like she was talking to a friend.
I was instantly worried that Dr. P was going to come down hard on Kat. Instead, she said, “Yes, well…” There was a pause, then Dr. Popova said, “Stay there, Jonathan. You’re not done,”
Honestly, I wasn’t in a hurry to go anywhere. I turned my head to see the screen. I saw Dr. P smiling, licking her lips.
“That was lovely, Jonathan. I am going to ask you to do that one more time. Kat will be ready for another orgasm soon. For now, just stay there and listen to me.”
I felt my devices come to life, very gently. A little squeeze on my cock and balls, a little pulse in my ass. It was almost a fluttering sensation, the pattern unpredictable.
“Jonathan, I have activated reception on your devices. What you are feeling is your devices responding to signals from the sensors embedded in Kat’s vaginal thruster. In other words, when her pussy moves, you’ll feel it.”
Oh shit.
“Kat, please squeeze briefly.” Said Dr. Popova.
I felt Kat move underneath me, her athletic abs tightening under my belly. I felt a strong squeeze on my cock and balls and a thrust in my ass. It reminded me how sore my ass was from this morning’s thruster-fuck.
“Oh god,” I said.
“Mmm, yes,” said Dr. Popova. “This is likely to be very pleasant for you, Jonathan. But it will also present you with a dilemma. You see, you are going to fuck Kat again–look at her, she’s almost ready for it again.”
I did look at Kat then. I propped myself up on my arms so I could look at her. She had a dreamy look on her face, and she nodded at me encouragingly. Her hands found her tits and started rubbing them, not gently this time, really working on them. Whatever she was doing must have caused her pussy to bear down, because I could feel my devices really go to work on me. I groaned.