Exclusively for Miss Christine Miller…

We’re seeking women who strive for new sexual heights never before experienced. You’re being invited due to specific attributes you possess that would make for a good fit to the advancement of our efforts towards orgasmic excellence.

If you’re willing to dedicate yourself to our program, we guarantee you’ll see stars.

Christi Miller was your fairly average twenty-something. She had recently graduated college and was able to land a great job working for a local bank. Her life seemed pretty fantastic on all accounts – until she realized exactly what it was lacking when she found a mysterious invitation calling her to come engage in her sexuality like nothing she’d ever experienced before…

Sex machines and anonymity, fueled by forced orgasms and the promise of unlimited pleasures guide Christi down an undeniably erotic path that brings passion and sex to the forefront of her life for the first time … but at a sweet cost.

Will Christi make the sacrifice and dedicate herself to this unusual offer that brings mind blowing pleasure though with many unanswered questions???


Excerpt…

“Your participation is simple – you can attend as many or as few of the meetings as you would like, so there’s no pressure – other than your own – should you have other plans that preclude being able to make it on a given week. We have a total of twenty of these machines that we all run at one time – the floor is a bit different in that they’re all together in one place, however we’ve found in our time that our members actually enjoy being around similarly-oriented women because it adds to the ambience of the room…”

“…and of course, in short time once everyone starts cumming, nobody really pays much attention to each other after that anyways!”

Although the thought of being in front of other women sounded strange, in the state that Christi found herself in at that very moment it honestly didn’t really faze her in the slightest as she sat listening to Jane, still half-dazed despite slowly floating down.

“So what’s the catch?” she finally said jokingly with a grin. “Is this the part where you tell me that the new thing that I can’t possibly live without is going to cost me $10,000?!”

Jane just smiled and shook her head.

“Oh, heavens no! Our members don’t pay a dime for the services that we provide – it’s all part of the greater good that I told you about earlier. In fact, our only requirements are that you keep private about what we do, and…”

At that point Jane got up and ducked behind the counter from which she produced a brown cardboard box.

“…and you’ll need to wear this in between sessions with us,” she finished her sentence, handing the box over to Christi where she sat on the couch.

“What’s this???” the girl asked curiously as she opened up the box as she listened to her redheaded host.

“Well, simply put – it’s a chastity belt,” Jane explained matter-of-factly as Christi found herself staring at a strange array of steel bands that were gently nestled inside of the box.

“We’ve found that our members are more responsive to the program when it is the sole source of stimulation in their sex lives…” she continued, cautiously waiting to judge the girl’s reaction. “The belt is completely comfortable,” she quickly added, “and if for whatever reason you ever need it unlocked, you’ll have my personal cell number to come and unlock it, day or night.”

 

TAGS: bondage, boot fetish, chastity, forced orgasms, fucking machine, mystery

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