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Neighborhood Nympho - Chapter 20
The return of Mustafa Kahn restored order to his department. The subject that had been sent to him for evaluation was still on the table, her genitals currently blocked from view by the hand and half the arm of the latest member of this staff. Charlie was gagged so that no one would hear her reaction to what was being done to her. Someone had noosed her big firm melons with heavy-duty suture material. Evidently it had been done less than an hour ago since the thread was still visible. Her breasts had grown substantially and were turning purple from the lack of blood circulation. The nipples were crimson and still stiff, but no longer erect, since there was another suture binding them together. To correct for the expansion of her tits, the suture was shortened by the use of a small wooden dowel that could be twisted to keep the tension at the highest level possible, thus making the nipples move towards each other. He couldn't help but imagine his teeth worrying them as the blonde gasped and moaned, pleading for him to satisfy her needs and do it quickly.
He pointed his finger in the direction of the woman penetrating the blonde and ordered the removal of her arm from the subject. Her face grew pale as she complied, pulling her glistening forearm and then fist from Charlie's well stretched vagina, or cunt, as he liked to think of it. It made a squishing sound as it overcame the suction generated by the viscous liquid being generated by the blonde goddess. His moustache nearly quivered as he thought of what he would be doing to this gift from America in a few hours or sooner. Despite that temptation there was his plans for the young staff member. Her smock hid much of her body, but her tits were big and her legs seemed supple. He was curious as to whether she shaved her pussy. Like many men he attributed sexual energy to be related to the amount of hair on a woman's pubic mound and beneath her arms.
He still remembered with great pleasure the first time he took Fawziya. She was plump and plain of face, but eager for his big hard cock. She had a jungle of thick springy hair that acted like a magnet for his stiff prick. Later after he had flooded her cunt with an ocean of sperm, she offered him her fragrant and equally hairy underarms. It recharged his potency in a matter of minutes and he buried his cudgel inside her once more. Their relationship didn't last long because she had another lover who got her pregnant with what turned out to be twins.
Before sending his staff home so they could review their dedication to science rather than lust, he asked if any data had been collected while he was gone. He was greatly surprised to receive a small bundle of data sheets that at quick glance seemed to indicate that this young woman was gifted beyond belief. This only added to his excitement about their impending coupling. He showed his dedication to his profession by postponing his sex bout with the blonde goddess until after he had a better opportunity to evaluate the information that was contained in these data sheets.
With the assistance of two male members of his staff they managed to move the gagged Charlie into her sleeping area. It was while they were putting the chastity belt on the teenager that Mustafa realized that her clitoris was at least twice its original size and had taken on a deep purplish color. Upon closer examination it could be seen that numerous faint marks probably made by a hypodermic needle were in evidence. He glared at his aides and snorted. They paled and began to back away from him in fear. They knew of his volcanic temper and what he could do to their careers. They quickly confessed that they had witnessed some strange tests being performed by his second in command while he was away from the laboratory. To add to the fire they also confessed they had not seen any data generated by her on the testing that she had performed. He listened carefully to their words and offered them a way to escape his wrath, which they quickly accepted. This accomplished, he supervised them as they buckled Charlie into her straitjacket and made sure the chastity belt was pulled as tightly as possible against her bloated labia. He was surprised by the way she reacted to the extra pressure now being placed against the entry to her vagina. She was attempting to shift her hips in such a manner as to develop some degree of friction that obviously could be soon turned into sexual stimulation. This one was clever as well as beautiful.
He decided to teach Charlie a lesson and entertain his assistants at the same time. While he released the tension on the chastity belt, one of the men retrieved a square of emery paper that was typically used to smooth or remove metallic burrs that sometimes were developed within the equipment. He now used it to form a rough patch on a series of small studs that made up a portion of the belt. Watching carefully as he cinched the belt he was soon rewarded by the widening of her eyes as the rough metal made contact with the teenager's very sore clitoris. He toyed with her much as a cat with some crippled bird. He managed to get tears flowing down her cheeks in a matter of a minute or two. Now he magnanimously offered the two aides an opportunity to torment the blonde goddess in a similar fashion. They were overjoyed and soon having a wonderful time making the girl beg with her eyes as they tormented her sensitive clit. Finally Dr. Kahn brought them back to reality and made sure they had not made any errors putting on her straitjacket. He then sent them away and decided to settle down for a time and review the data sheets the staff had provided.
Between reading and analyzing the data sheets plus eating some food he had brought along from home besides his lunch, Mustafa spent almost three hours before he felt the need to relax before his encounter with the blonde goddess. He left the laboratory and decided to take a short walk to stretch his legs and put himself into the proper frame of mind for what was to follow. He had a close relationship with the security guard assigned to his building. Often he had regaled the man with stories of the goings-on in his department. The man could be trusted, having looked the other way on a number of occasions when Mustafa had female visitors to his lab after hours. The department head decided to share the story of the latest experimental subject he was now studying. He could tell by the look on the man's face that his tale was stretching the guard's imagination to the limit. He decided to show Charlie to the man just to prove the truth of what he spoke. The guard was absolutely stunned at the sight of Charlie, even in a straitjacket and chastity belt. He profusely thanked the professor and quickly left the room, making sure that the door to the lab locked behind him. Mustafa Khan took a deep breath and approached Charlie, who was wide-awake and by her eyes eager to begin whatever he had in mind for her.
Mustafa loosened the chastity belt, noting the imprint that the roughened studs had left in her skin. He opened her like a flower, his thumbs holding her labia apart. She was wet, very wet. How could she lubricate so quickly he thought? He received an answer almost immediately as she shifted her hips and thrust her cunt toward him, eager for sex. Despite the discomfort associated with the chastity belt, she had already managed to become sexually aroused, certain that he had come to have sex with her. He smiled and nodded as one thumb began to rub the swollen clitoris to excite her further. For the moment her gag would remain in place just to be on the safe side. Many of his conquests had been quite vocal the first time he had used his rather large cock on them. He was astonished at the size of her love button after only a few moments of foreplay. He stepped back, took a deep breath and removed his trousers. Her eyes followed his every movement. When his half hard prong came into view her eyes widened and she nodded over and over, her way of urging him to begin.
He carefully mounted Charlie and rubbed his hardening cock up and down her sopping wet slit. Her aroma began to fill the air and this only made him more eager to sink his cock as deep inside her cunt as was humanly possible. It was amazing the way her twat enveloped his cock. He was sucked inside in one smooth motion as her hips shifted one way and then the other. Mustafa had never experienced what was happening at this moment. His prong felt as if it were in a vat of warm butter. He made a few tentative moves and her cunt seemed to change in subtle ways to keep a uniform pressure surrounding his throbbing sex organ. The professor pulled back until only the head was captured in that warm, wet grotto. Then he lanced her with every bit of energy he could expend. Her cunt swallowed him up and then spit him out. This only served to make his efforts even stronger. In and out his long thick prong moved almost like one of the machines in his laboratory. A quick glance at Charlie's face showed a woman who was very satisfied. This acted as a further stimulus and his cock seemed to grow even larger and harder. For one brief moment he relived the first time he was in his older sister's clasping cunt as she whispered for him to go deeper and do her faster. That time he lost control and flooded her cunt with his boiling seed, this time he had much better command of the situation.
Charlie was matching his every stroke with a movement of her own. His face was so close that he could lick her eyelids, which he did. That made her cunt clamp down on his cock even stronger. Now it was she as the aggressor and he found himself overmatched. How could this be? He had the upper hand and yet she was winning the struggle. He applied himself more diligently to the task and was rewarded by a more comfortable coupling. Mustafa thought he cold fuck this marvelous creature the entire night and still be in command. It was at this point that Charlie had her first major orgasm. During the session this afternoon while the others were doing things to her helpless body, she did manage a few orgasms that they failed to notice. This one was not meant to be a private reaction to his efforts. Her breathing became ragged, her face grew flushed and those blue eyes narrowed to slits as the orgasm rolled through her body like a tidal wave. Her partner was swept away by the force of her response, but he continued to blindly pound his prong into the cauldron that was her spasming cunt.
The department head must have had a brief seizure of sorts. One moment he was staring into Charlie's flushed face, the next he was on the floor staring up at the ceiling. His cock had softened, but he had no memory of having an ejaculation. It took him a few minutes before he rose and approached Charlie, who was alert and appeared rested. The sudden anger that overtook him came as a complete surprise. He'd show this creature of the demons he was in command, and it would start immediately. Mustafa went out to the laboratory and returned with a catheter. He was less than gentle as he pushed it into the subject's bladder. The other end was clipped, keeping the contents in place. By morning she'd be filled to capacity and beyond, begging for relief. From now until the time she left his laboratory he would be in total control of her. Starting tomorrow she would regret her behavior this evening. Already he was planning who would have the opportunity of testing this creature in ways that were both painful as well as humiliating.
(To be continued - jethro jodhpur)
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