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of her helplessness, of course, and partly because of her knowledge that nobody even knew where she was or that she was taking part in a scientific experiment…but mainly because of Professor Goss and his unexpected talent for keeping her off-balance and uncertain of what he was going to come up with next.
    In her wildest dreams, Paula would never have suspected him of having the determination and ruthlessness to bind her so stringently for so long and as for strapping her to the front of his truck and brazenly exhibiting her with her breasts bared for the world to see, she could still hardly believe that he had actually had the nerve to risk such an astonishing gamble.
    He was clearly not just the studious academic she had always believed him to be and although she still trusted him not to harm her, she was increasingly suspicious that he had much more in mind than a few simple tests to prove a theory.
    She had seen the enormous bulge in his trousers when he looked at her and even though he always did his best to hide it and pretend that he was unaffected by her costume and the massive climaxes she had already received, Paula wasn’t deceived. He wanted her and it could only be a matter of time before he wouldn’t be able to hold back any more. For her part, Paula wished he wouldn’t even try. The “new” Professor Goss was a lot more interesting and sexually attractive than the old model…stronger, more decisive and sure of himself and best of all, powerfully dominant, giving her no option but to submit to his will. And Paula, to her own surprise, found she liked it that way.
    Professor Goss hit the “Save” button on the computer and when he was sure the operation was complete, picked up the remote-control for the hoist. At a flick of his finger, the hoist glided smoothly forward, bearing its hapless cargo across the room to his desk and stopping within arm’s length of where he sat.
    “Sorry for the delay, my dear, but I’m all set now so let’s get you hooked up and the test under way.”
    He reached up to a cable dangling from the top of the hoist and plugged it into the one at her groin, then calmly reversed the hoist a few feet until he had a perfect and unobstructed view. “Right then, Paula. Here we go,” and as she watched helplessly, he jabbed the “Enter” on his computer keyboard and sat back, his fingers steepled under his chin.
    The program took a few seconds to load and for that brief interval, her anxious blue eyes met his steady brown gaze.
    Then her eyes bulged in disbelieving horror as both sections of the device began to vibrate at different speeds and intensities, sending devastating pulses of chaotic arousal surging through her belly.
    Perhaps, if the two shafts had been set to the same speed and level, it might have been possible for Paula to control, or even withstand their effects…at least for a short period…but the combination of fast/slow and hard/soft applied to the two most sensitive and delicate areas of her body and cycling at dozens of times a minute, was utterly irresistible. She had no defense, because no defense was possible and within seconds of the sheerly-incredible sensations storming through her immobilized body, Paula shrieked her unconditional surrender into her gag and a foaming torrent of her heated juices fountained into her quaking belly.
    Every sinew and muscle tensed violently, fighting to respond to the tornado of lust and ecstasy that erupted like a volcano deep inside her as Paula was sent hurtling into an unstoppable climax, but the straps and tape held firm, depriving her of even the small relief of movement.
    With no way to halt or slow the powerful vibrations that rampaged through her body and turned her belly to a churning, seething whirlpool of superheated need, it was totally impossible for Paula to retain any sort of control over her maddened responses and as the ever-changing tempo and intensity of the arousal imposed upon her drove her passion