Eventually, Jake softened and his cock slid from his mother's womb. He rolled to the side while continuing to feast on Melanie's firm breast. The sensations were overwhelming to Melanie as the two mouths continued to send thrills through her body but she was too weak to push the two attackers away.
Then, Melanie gasped and opened her eyes wide. She realized that she was totally unprotected. Dave had gotten a vasectomy years ago so she no longer needed birth control. Now the little swimmers that were supposed to be searching out the slave girl's egg were madly wiggling inside of her body, searching for her own egg. She groaned as she realized what she had done.
Chapter 22
Innocence was returned to her husband on Sunday. Melanie decided against an extension for the slave girl. She was too traumatized from having sex with Jake the night before. Jake had gotten hard again quickly after climaxing inside of his mother and then fucked her again that night.
As she was being driven home, Cency reflected on her most recent sale. There had been some embarrassing moments but there was remarkably little sex. She had given a blowjob on Saturday and then Jake fucked her twice on Sunday. Then she remembered that Jake had actually fucked her on Saturday too but didn't finish with her. Instead, he deposited that sperm in Melanie.
Richard told her that Kaitlin had called to tell him that she would be staying a whole week with her buyers instead of the agreed upon three days. And she said that the Byrons had invited both of them to a dinner party on Tuesday night. Innocence could only imagine what would go on then.
The interviews with the research subject candidates started on Monday afternoon. By noon on Tuesday, she and Dr. Grimm had already selected the ten subjects that they wanted to use for the study. Innocence had actually identified eighteen candidates that she thought were ideal but Dr. Grimm vetoed eight of them without giving any reasons.
Innocence was pretty sure that she knew the reason, though. The ten that they were left with were clearly the best looking. The five girls were each stunningly beautiful. And the five boys were handsome and muscular.
They moved the start date for the study up once they selected their subjects. This phase of the research would start on Thursday which would give Innocence a day to prepare for the experiments.
"Innocence," said Dr. Grimm as they sat in her office after selecting the subjects. "I had a chance to review the data that we collected on Saturday. It was pretty remarkable and I wanted to talk to you about it."
"What was remarkable about it?"
"Before I answer that question, let me ask you something. I know that you had an orgasm when the flogger struck your breasts as you were on the auction block. Did you have another orgasm when your final selling price was announced?"
"I don't remember having an orgasm then," Innocence replied truthfully. "I couldn't possibly have had one. I was too humiliated and terrified."
"Well, that's the remarkable aspect of the data. The arousal level was high when your breasts were whipped and was at the same level that we have recorded during previous orgasms. And then it went back down as you were being released from your bondage. But it started rising again as the bidding started and reached orgasm level when it was announced that you were sold for twelve thousand dollars."
"That's can't be right," said Innocence as she shook her head. "It must be measuring something else; maybe terror."
"No, Innocence. That's why we have spent so much time in the lab calibrating the sensors. It measures arousal. And I'm pretty sure you had an orgasm. We may have discovered something new: the stealth orgasm."
"Well, what good is that?" asked Innocence. "What good is an orgasm if you don't feel it?"
"I don't know yet," replied Susan. "It's something we'll have to study.
Tuesday night found Richard and Innocence back at the Byron's home. Thankfully, she was clothed because the Byrons' daughter, Chrissy, was also in attendance. She only hoped that Frank and Trudy would keep the secret that they had owned Innocence for a week and a half.
Kaitlin seemed to be having the time of her life. Her arms were bound together and were pulled up high behind her back, causing her to bend at the waist to ease the strain. Her torso was parallel to the floor and her heavy breasts dangled beneath her chest. A thick band ran around the base of each breast, compressing them and causing the breasts to bulge like huge balloons. Weights dangled from the clamps that had been attached to her nipples, stretching them away from her body. A male guest was fucking her from behind as Chrissy sat on the floor and flicked the weights, causing them to sway. Innocence knew from past experience that this would be very painful.
But despite the apparent discomfort and pain and humiliation, Kaitlin was moaning in ecstasy at the way she was being treated. Her face had a dreamy look and she even had a faint smile.
It turned out that it was not the Byrons who Innocence needed to worry about. It was Kaitlin. "There's my beautiful slave girl," said Katy as soon as she saw that her stepmother and father had entered the room.
Innocence blushed at being outed and only hoped that Chrissy did not hear; or that if she did hear, she didn't understand. But luck was in short supply for her that night. Chrissy got to her feet and crossed the room to Innocence, hugging her and kissing her cheek. "Ooooo, a slave girl! I had no idea. Who owns you?"
"I do," gasped Kaitlin as the cock plunged especially deep into her sex. "Well, my dad does, but I do too."
"Hmmm, a slave girl owning a slave girl. How interesting." She reached up and ran a finger down the center of Cency's chest between her covered breasts and to her belly. Then, she turned to Richard. "Do you ever loan her out?"
Richard smiled. "I have in the past."
"In fact, Richard is loaning her to us next weekend," said Trudy, stepping beside Chrissy and wrapping her arm around her daughter's waist. "Richard, I'd like you to meet my daughter, Chrissy. Chrissy, this is Dr. Richard Blackwell from the university."
"Pleased to meet you, Chrissy," said Richard.
"It's very nice to meet you too, Dr. Blackwell. I have heard your name on campus. And I already know your lovely wife. It's so good to see you again, Cency. And I'd love to see more of you."
Innocence blushed at the comment, knowing full well what Chrissy meant. Then she gasped as Chrissy continued, turning back to Richard. "So if you do loan her out, may I have her for tonight?"
Richard saw the look of terror on Cency's face and had to suppress a chuckle. "You want to borrow my slave? Hmmm. Do you have any experience?"
"Oh yes, Dr. Blackwell. I have handled my parents' slaves many times. And I have lots of experience with Cency but not in that way. But I'd love to experience her in that way."
"Hmmm," he said again as he rubbed his chin. "My daughter is your slave over there. And now you want my wife? Are you not finding my daughter pleasing?"
"Oh, no, nothing like that. Katy's been a delightful slave girl. She's so energetic and enthusiastic. She's amazingly beautiful too. But she's here for the guests tonight."
"I see." He paused for a moment for effect. "Well, it's customary that a gift be offered in return for the loan of a slave girl. What do you have to offer?"
Innocence breathed a sigh of relief once she realized where this conversation was heading. Trudy smiled and gave her daughter a squeeze as she also realized where Richard was going.
"Well, I don't know," said Chrissy. "I don't have anything of value. I certainly don't have a slave to offer in exchange."