An Anal Test

He withdrew his cock from her pussy, leaving her empty momentarily as he positioned the head against her partially stretched asshole. "This will be uncomfortable," he warned, "but necessary for complete assessment."

"Wait!" Melissa cried, trying to crawl forward. "Not that! Please!"

George grabbed her hips firmly, holding her in place. "Avoidance indicates guilt," he said severely. "Do you want to fail the inspection, Ms. Reyes?"

Melissa froze, trapped between the pain she knew was coming and the fictional consequences of refusal that George's power made seem real and devastating.

"No," she finally whispered, defeated.

"Then remain in position for anal response measurement," George instructed, pressing the head of his cock against her tight entrance.

With a brutal thrust, he **** his way into her ass, tearing a scream from her throat. The tight heat surrounding his cock was exquisite, and George groaned loudly, his sweaty hands gripping her hips with bruising ****.

"Initial penetration resistance is normal," he panted, beginning to move inside her. "Now we measure adaptation rate."

Melissa buried her face in the couch, sobbing as George violated her most private opening. The pain was intense, her body not prepared for such an invasion. Yet George continued, his thick cock stretching her mercilessly as he established a steady rhythm.

"Her adaptation rate is concerning," George called to Daniel. "The inspection instrument is meeting decreasing resistance with each thrust."

This was a lie—Melissa remained painfully tight around him—but George knew it would distress both of them further, adding to his enjoyment.

"Does that mean she's... done this before?" Daniel asked, his voice strained.

"It suggests familiarity with the act," George confirmed falsely. "Possibly with previous partners or... current ones you're unaware of."

"No!" Melissa protested through her tears. "I've never—AHH!"

George cut off her denial by thrusting particularly hard, driving deeper into her ass. "Verbal response inconsistent with physical evidence," he noted clinically. "Classic deception pattern."

As he continued the brutal anal penetration, George reached around to find Melissa's clit again. He began rubbing it roughly, forcing her body to respond despite the pain and humiliation.

"Simultaneous stimulation test," he explained. "Measures pleasure receptiveness during invasive examination."

Despite her distress, Melissa's body began responding to the dual stimulation. Her sobs gradually mixed with unwilling moans as George's fingers worked her clit while his cock continued to pump in and out of her stretched asshole.

"Positive pleasure response detected," George announced triumphantly. "Significant infidelity indicator."

"I can't help it," Melissa cried, hating her body's betrayal as unwanted pleasure built alongside the pain.

"The inability to resist physical pleasure from non-partners is precisely what we're measuring," George said, increasing both the speed of his thrusts and his manipulation of her clit. "Your body is revealing what your words try to hide."

To Melissa's horror and shame, the continued stimulation of her sensitive clit, combined with the fullness in her ass, was building toward an unwanted climax. She fought against it, trying to focus on the pain rather than the pleasure, but her body's responses were beyond her control.

"She's approaching orgasm during anal examination," George informed Daniel, whose expression had become almost vacant with confusion and distress. "An extremely high-risk indicator."

"No, I'm not," Melissa denied desperately, even as her thighs began to tremble.

"Physiological signs contradict your statement," George said, pinching her clit between his fingers. "Honesty is part of the assessment, Ms. Reyes."

With a few more precise manipulations, George **** Melissa's body over the edge. She came with a strangled cry, her asshole clenching rhythmically around his invading cock as waves of humiliating pleasure crashed through her.

"Orgasmic response confirmed during anal examination," George announced, his voice thick with his own approaching climax. "Final measurements now require inspector deposit for chemical reaction testing."

"What does that mean?" Daniel asked weakly.

"Seminal fluid interaction analysis," George explained, his pace becoming erratic as he approached his peak. "Standard protocol requires internal sample collection."

Before either could object, George hilted himself fully in Melissa's ass and began to cum, groaning loudly as he pumped rope after rope of hot semen deep into her bowels. Melissa whimpered, feeling the disgusting warmth spreading inside her as George emptied himself.

When he finally withdrew, a trickle of his cum leaked from her abused hole. George made a show of examining it, nodding as if confirming some scientific observation.

"Sample successfully deposited," he announced, reaching for his pants. "Now we'll need a brief interval before the final phase of testing."

"There's more?" Melissa asked incredulously, collapsing onto the couch in exhaustion and pain.

"The comprehensive inspection requires testing all potential infidelity scenarios," George explained, as if this were perfectly reasonable. "Including multiple partner situations and receptiveness to extended exposure."

"Multiple partner?" Daniel repeated, finally showing signs of breaking through the supernatural influence. "You mean..."

"You'll be participating in the next phase, Mr. Westfield," George confirmed, pulling his shirt back on. "Your interaction with Ms. Reyes following inspector intervention provides crucial comparative data."

Melissa curled into a ball on the couch, cum still leaking from her abused asshole, her face streaked with tears and mascara. The sight of her degradation made George's cock twitch again, despite having just climaxed.

"I'll prepare the secondary instruments while you comfort your partner," George told Daniel, who finally moved to Melissa's side. "The inspection is proving most informative."

As Daniel awkwardly tried to console Melissa, George smiled to himself. The night was still young, and he had many more "tests" planned for his newest victims. The power of the Infidelity Inspector had given him access to depravities beyond his wildest dreams—and he intended to explore every filthy possibility before the night was through.