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I work her until the moisture leaks from her.

“Not yet,” I remind her when she asks to come.

Uncovering the equipment, I pick up the speculum.

Hearing it, she asks, “What’s that?”

“Nothing new. I’m sure you’ve had this in your gynecological visits.”

I insert the speculum, turn the screw, and lock it in place. Now I have a nice view of her cute little urethral opening. Grabbing some sterile lube, I apply it to her urethra and fondle her clit again. Next, I select the sound with the smallest diameter. I have a lot of different sounds, all sterilized and made from surgical-grade titanium. The sounds vary in length and diameter. Some are textured with ribbing, ridges or studs.

I lube the sound and place the tip at her urethra. She tenses.

“Breathe in slowly,” I instruct as I tease her clit. “Now breathe out. And in…and out.”

On the out breath, I slide the sound in just a little. She gasps.

“You doing okay?” I ask.

“Yeah.”

I insert the sound a little more.

“This feels so…” she whispers

The urethra passes by a lot of sensitive areas, like the clit and G-spot, and has a lot of nerve endings itself.

“Breathe out,” I tell her before I push the sound in farther. Just a little. Going too far is risky.

“I feel like I might pee!”

After letting the sound rest there, I move it around a little. Bridget groans in a new way. So far so good.

I once had a sub who was a sounding junkie. Her urethra was stretched enough to accommodate four of the thicker sounds.

I pull the sound in and out. “How’s it feel?”

“Hard to describe,” she murmurs.

I reach for the Eroscillator and nestle it against her clit.

“Omigod, omigod,” Bridget murmurs.

I touch the vibrator to the sound.

“Oh, sheesus!” she cries, straining against her bonds.

I return the vibrator to her clit while I work the sound.

“Omigod, can I come?” she pleads.

“Yes,” I grant.

Her body heaves against the restraints. I let the sound slide out of her and watch her pussy attempt to flex against the speculum. Her cries seem to reverberate with the Eroscillator.

When it seems her clit is too sensitive, I back off.

“Oh…my…God,” she sighs.

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