He rolled the testing unit into the small room. It was laid out carefully in its clear-top box, ready for its first user. “It occurred to me that I’ve never seen The Fantasy in action.”
I blanched when I realized his meaning. He wanted to use The Fantasy on me. He wanted to run testing protocols on me while he watched.
That was as hot as it was terrifying. Holy shit.
“No. No way. What if it breaks the unit?”
“It’s the spare unit, for emergencies only. Besides, have you ever actually used The Fantasy on yourself? How can you be expected to sing its praises in your presentation when you haven’t even tried it?”
It was a stupid argument. But then again, it wasn’t really an argument. It was a pretext.
“Hudson, we brought a bunch of those prototypes to the convention for a reason. If the main ones on the floor break, we need to be able to pull another model out to replace it. I don’t want to put a used model out on the floor.”
“What’s the likelihood of all fourteen other models breaking? Besides, all of the body-close elements are replaceable. The core mechanisms are all covered by disposable pads and attachments. Nothing that touches you would ever touch a single convention attendee. It’s safe.”
“That is true…”
While none of our product models would be used on attendees, I’d been extremely careful to make sure that every phallus, insertable, and skin-contacting surface on The Fantasy was replaceable. It was like a speculum at the doctor’s office. The core mechanism was reusable while the other elements were not. Our sale models wouldn’t include this feature, as they were designed to be used by one person and one person only, but the floor models would. For safety.
And now, apparently, for me to enjoy without guilt or repercussions.
“Anyway,” he continued, “I’ve been working on a surprise for you. If you don’t use The Fantasy, you may never get it.”
A surprise? Damn him.
“You know I can’t resist a mystery.”
“Or an experiment. I want to run some more tests with thesoftware. Last-minute redundancies, you understand,” he said, taking out his cell phone.
Reader, this is what it looks like when someone talks themself into a bad decision.
“Fine,” I said. “But only because I want a Hudson-dildo of my own.”
“I totally forgot about that.”
“Get undressed.”
“You first. Tonight, we’re going to write your first-ever fuck report.”
Ages ago, when I’d told him I’d never filled out a fuck report of my own before, preferring to test our toys for my own personal gratification instead of contributing to our company-wide knowledge pool, I never imagined he’d use that against me. But as he adopted a clipped, clinical, professorial air, I couldn’t help but do as I was told. I dropped my coat on the floor. I removed my shirt, then unhooked my bra. And that bastard didn’t even cast a glance in my direction as he input some protocols into the phone app he’d designed for The Fantasy.
Once I was standing there, fully naked, he gestured to one of the lounging options—an elevated perch that was a cross between a doctor’s chair and a sex chaise. I sat up on its plush fabric (your mama’s OB-GYN chair this wasnot. The sex box was designed bespoke for maximum comfort and user ease) and hooked my feet into the soft stirrup-like lifts.
So there I was. On my back. Legs spread. Eyes on the ceiling. Body on fire with anticipation.
When I reached up over my head to stretch, a strip of downy fabric slipped around my wrists, binding them together.
“What are you doing?”
“You’re testing this toy for the first time. Can’t have you squirming,” he said, using restraints to fully pin my arms and legs in place. “It could adversely affect the results.”
“Are you going to tie upyourhands?” I asked. “After all, you wouldn’t want to do anything to ruin the Clone-A-Dick Kit once you get started with it.”
“I’m afraid I need my hands. I’ll be controlling The Fantasy, after all.”
My mouth watered. I was properly helpless now. I was his to experiment on.
I’d always been the tinkerer. Never the toy to be stretched and tested and brought to the limits. I’d never been athingto be worked upon.
