The Experiments of Dr. Rainer

Linda wanted to help the good doctor with the war effort... not become part of his twisted experiments!

New York State, 1943

Linda did not like having to work another late night in Dr. Rainer’s laboratory. The idea of her being alone in this dark, spooky old building sent shivers down Linda’s spine. “This place is just plain creepy,” Linda thought. The skylights that helped light the room were blacked out at night and the lamplight of her desk just gave off ominous shadows to most of the room and equipment. It was raining outside, and the cool rain on the old building was making it creek and groan. But there was a war on and Linda felt she was doing her part for the war effort.

Dr. Rainer had left his notes on the days experiments on the lab desk. He had been in high spirits earlier in the evening. Something Linda rarely saw in Dr Rainer. Apparently he had made a breakthrough in his mechanical men she saw him experiment with. A new field he referred to as “Robotics” in his notes. Linda understood little of the notes she would type and run off on the mimeograph machine. But this was good experience for her as she was studying to become a legal secretary.

She had worked for Dr. Rainer for three months now. The pay was very good for a student assistant. Anyhow she always felt sorry for poor Dr. Rainer. He had been paralyzed from the waist down after being wounded during the first Great War and was confined to a wheel chair. The doctor had always been kind to her and always the perfect gentleman around her. He would castigate anyone using foul language or even smoking in her presence. There were times that he would sit and just gaze at her.

She was sure that Dr. Rainer had a crush on her. At times this made her feel nervous and uneasy; she had promised her mother that she would be a good girl if she was allowed to go away to college. But there was another side to her that sort of liked the attention. This made her feel warm and moist in her southern regions. She would sometimes intentionally stretch her arms back extending her chest out. She loved the feel of her erect nipples as they rubbed against her brassiere. But Linda knew these were bad thoughts to have. It was fun though to be a little naughty.

Linda noticed there had been some changes made to the lab today. There was the army of little robots against one wall all of them standing about three feet tall. They all had four small rubber tires with a round cylinder and something called a “television camera” mounted on top. Each robot had four metal arms and hands that resembled lobster claws. They were being designed to pull wounded soldiers to safety in combat. She had seen these little guys wheeling around by radio control and thought they were cute. Tonight though they looked menacing like Martians from another planet.

There was a new robot with four larger wheels and what looked like an operating bed. It stood like a large metal door with straps hanging off the sides. On the ceiling was another contraption that Linda could not make heads or tails of what it was.

All these things made Linda feel uneasy tonight. She sat down to her desk and began typing Dr. Rainer’s notes when suddenly she heard a noise coming from the next room. “Is someone there?” Linda cried out, but only the sound of rain could be heard. Linda was getting scared. “I have to relax,” she thought, “if I’m ever going to get this work done.” The one thing that came to mind was to do the Naughty Thing.

Linda reached down between her skirt with her left hand gently rubbing her panties against her mound. The exhilaration shot through her body tensing her back muscles as her areolas grew erect. She reached up with her right hand and began stroking and tickling her nipples. Her body shivered as she spread her vagina lips with her fingers and began to rub harder. Linda’s eyes were shut tight as she let out a moan.

She kept repeating in her mind, “This is what I need. This is what I need.” All fear of the lab had left Linda’s mind. Her panties were becoming soaked with her sexual juices as she stroked her clitoris in a rapid motion. Her face and chest were becoming flushed as she was approaching climax. Linda shook her head back and forth moan and whispering “I’m so naughty. I’m so naughty,” from her parched lips.

All the while Linda was unaware of the activity in the room. The vacuum tubes on all the robot began to glow as they warmed up. The capacitors began to charge on five of the small robots. Someone had activated them.

Linda continued to touch herself all over. She started to feel the rush of the orgasm when she heard the noise in the room. She whirled around in startled embarrassment. Straightening her blouse and skirt while pulling her lab coat over her shoulders. How could she possible explain her actions to this intruder? But there was no one there. Linda quickly scanned the room. The only thing strange was that the five robots camera lenses were glowing like small flashlights. They were all pointing like weapons at her. Suddenly they started advancing on Linda.

The robots quickly move across the lab surrounding her on three sides. There arms were lashing out and trying to pinch her. Linda backed up from this horror she was facing. The robots were closing on her as she continued to back up always facing her adversaries. She screamed for help, hoping that someone would hear her. Linda knew this would be futile; no one would be in this building till dawn. She was trapped and on her own.

It was then that she felt the cold metal on her back. She had been backed into the surgical table. Before Linda could react, the robots were on her like a pack of wolves. Two of the robots had grabbed the sleeves of her lab coat pinning her arms against the table as the other arms on the robots tied canvas belts around her wrists. Two of the other robots were securing Linda to the table with two thick leather belts. One across her shapely shins the other across her arms and flat stomach. In less than a minute, Linda was trussed to the table.

She screamed in fear and anger as wriggled in her confinement. That is when the table tilted back a few degrees, lifting Linda’s feet from the floor. One of the robots approached her and with two pinchers removed her shoes. The other arms began tearing away Linda silk hosiery. Two robots began pulling and ripping Linda’s lab coat from her body.

Linda realized to her horrifying embarrassment that these robots were stripping her naked! She tried to pull herself free of the table to no avail. Linda could feel the pinchers on one of the robots pulling and tearing her skirt off of her as another tore open the front of her blouse. Tears welled up in Linda’s eyes as the tattered remnants of her blouse and skirt were removed from her body. A strange sensation began to overtake the girl as she struggled to free herself. This humiliation started to make Linda wet in her nether region.

Then the robots suddenly stopped. All staring at her in her slip with their camera lens. “Who’s controlling them?” Linda thought, still attempting to free herself from the table. A moment later, the robots finished the job they had started. Her slip tore away much easier than her clothes as she felt the silkiness of the fabric pull away from her quivering body. Linda’s bra was cut away, exposing her nicely shaped breasts and protruding nipples. Linda struggled even though her naughty nakedness was making feel incredible horny.

Finally one of the robots rolled forward and with one violent jerk tore Linda’s panties from her. She was now completely exposed.

Again the robots all stared at Linda and her nakedness. Linda squirmed and wiggled to try to free herself from this imposed bondage, but the imprisoning straps held tight. Suddenly, the table she was secured to began to tilt. Slowly, Linda’s view of the room was being altered.

The table stopped as it reached a 90 degree angle. The nude girl was now flat on her back facing the contraption attached to the ceiling. Bright lights came on around the contraption, bathing her flesh in a bright whiteness and temporarily blinding her. The lamps were warm and began to make her perspire. Beads of sweat were now covering her body. Linda struggled and struggled to free herself making her all the hotter and at the same time incredible aroused. “This is so bad,” Linda thought, “but then why do I like it so.”

Linda stopped squirming when she heard the familiar sound of wheels on the hard wood floor of the lab. It was the sound of Dr. Rainer’s wheelchair. “Hello Linda,” Dr. Rainer said in a low voice. “I hope you are as comfortable as possible.”

Linda felt embarrassed. Her naked glistening body was exposed to the doctor. “Why are you doing this to me, Doctor?” she cried.

Dr. Rainer paused for a moment. “You see Linda; there will be many men like me returning from the war paralyzed with no feeling below the waist. I’ve invented something I call the Simulator-Stimulator, and you have the honor of being its first test subject.” The doctor then wheeled himself behind a control panel.

Linda could hear Dr. Rainer removing his pants and fumbling with some equipment. “You see Linda the device stimulates you and those electrical pulses you give off will be transferred back to me.” “In theory at least, the stronger orgasm you have the stronger the orgasm I’ll have.

Above Linda, the contraption on the ceiling came to life. Two clamps lowered from the ceiling and took hold of the girl’s slim ankles, slowly spreading her legs apart. Linda screamed and screamed again. “Dr. Rainer, please! I’ve never been with a man!” Linda pleaded. Two suction cup-like disks descended over both of Linda’s nipples, sending pulsating vibrations through her. “No! Stop this!” Linda begged. But already, the device was titillating her. This is when the main section lowered itself over her hips.

Fear was welling up inside of Linda when the device first touched her vaginal region. The device had a soft, silken feel to it. At first, it was just lightly tapping and brushing against Linda nether lips. She could hear the doctor moaning and breathing heavily behind the control panel. The slow stroking was making Linda body move in a pulsating rhythm. Her resistance to the confining straps began to weaken. The device was working its way deeper and deeper into Linda’s cavity. She tried to resist the waves of pleasure that were overtaking her.

This was so bad and so good at the same time! She was being taken by a machine for her first time, and was powerless to do anything about it! Her trapped hands were clutching at nothing. Her whole body was moving in rhythm with the machine. She could hear Dr. Rainer moaning in the background, but she no longer cared. The pulsating devices on her nipples were making her breasts swell.

The machine was now moving back and forth in deeper and longer strokes. Linda was panting hard. She was completely sweat-soaked in her ecstasy. It shook her and made her gasp. She was cumming with wave after wave of orgasm, and she cried out. No pleasure she had ever given herself compared. At the same time, she heard a gasping cry from Dr. Rainer.

Soon the machine disengaged itself. Linda felt the relief and utter exhaustion of her ordeal. The orgasm had left her weak and giddy. “This was wonderful,” she thought.

She looked over to see Dr. Rainer slumped in his wheel chair. His eyes were staring out into nothingness. His face had a shocked expression frozen on it… for he was dead. The strength of Linda’s orgasm had killed him.

All models are 18 years or older, regardless of the text.