How many times can you cum

When you get to get place, she makes you some dinner and gives you some Gatorade.

"That's right, feast up boy. You're gonna need it."

She takes you up to her room. She heads to the shower to get cleaned up from practice. While you wait for her, you notice there's a camera set up in there in the corner of her bedroom. Could it be? Could she be a camgirl?

When she returns, she's wearing nothing but a tight fitting bra that express the tops of her full breasts.

You can't help but start to harden some just from the sight of her. Strangely, she puts on a white lab coat, her breasts still bugging in the open.

She slides the camera to the center of the room.
She turns it on.

She immediately takes on a more domineering persona than usual. She speaks to the camera. "This is part one of THE CUM EXPERIENCE: How many times can a guy ejaculate in one night?" She smirks at the camera.

She turns the camera towards you. You're now standing there, unsure of what's next.

"Exhibit A. He has generously volunteered to be the subject for tonight's experiment."

"Now, he will remove his clothes."

You hesitate.

"I need remind our exhibit that he must not invalidate the outcome of this study though noncompliance." She reaches for a whip that you hadn't noticed on the wall by her bed.

You decide not to test her and begin stripping down. You pause at your boxers. She nods her head affirming you too remove everything. You sigh then pull them down.

She paces over to you, a set of calipers in hand.

"As you can see, Subject is already erect..." she measures you with the calipers "... minimal simulation will be required."

Subject will now begin manual masturbation.

Behind camera she motions you to start jacking it.

You slowly start rubbing your cock. She zooms in on you. You're a little wary at first and self conscious with the camera staring at you. But you soon forget as the excitement from having this girl control you from behind it sends a wave of pleasure over you with each stroke.

She paces over to you, camera still recording. She caresses her hand over your chest grazing your nipples.

You can take no more, you feel a familiar sensation and know you're done for.

You moan in pleasure as a load of jizz shoots from your cock.

"Good boy."

She turns off the camera and throws you another Gatorade. "Now get cleaned up, you've got 15 minutes til we start round 2."