It is not sex...

"This is clinical assessment, not intercourse in the traditional sense," George corrected, the distinction meaningless but made credible by his power. "The bureau's definition differentiates between recreational sex and diagnostic penetration."

Jason leaned forward in his chair. "Is this really necessary?"

"Absolutely essential," George affirmed, pressing the head of his penis against Emma's unwilling entrance. "Without this component, the assessment would be inconclusive."

Emma clutched at the bedsheets as George began to push inside her, her body resistant to the unwanted intrusion. "It hurts," she protested, wincing as he **** himself deeper.

"Discomfort with alternative penetration is actually a positive indicator," George explained, continuing his slow but relentless entry. "It suggests lower compatibility with external partners."

Jason nodded, somehow accepting this twisted logic under the influence of George's power. "So her pain is a good sign?"

"Precisely," George grunted, now fully seated inside Emma. Her face showed clear discomfort, but he ignored it, beginning to move with slow, deliberate thrusts. "The assessment measures both physical and psychological responses to alternative penetration."

Emma turned her face away, enduring rather than participating as George increased his pace. His heavy breathing and the smell of his unwashed body made the experience all the more unpleasant, but she'd been convinced this degrading act was somehow necessary to prove her fidelity.

"Subject shows minimal engagement," George commented, his voice strained with his own pleasure. "This is consistent with low infidelity potential." He reached between them, his fingers finding her clitoris. "However, protocol requires testing with focused stimulation."

Emma's body betrayed her as George's fingers worked her sensitive bud while he continued thrusting. Despite her mental revulsion, physical pleasure began to build, causing involuntary reactions.

"Interesting," George noted, feeling her internal muscles begin to respond. "With direct stimulation, subject shows increasing responsiveness. This pattern requires deeper analysis."

He increased both the speed of his fingers and the **** of his thrusts, watching Emma's face for signs of unwanted pleasure. When her breathing quickened and her hips began to move slightly against him, he looked triumphantly at Jason.

"The subject is exhibiting mild arousal response to alternative stimulation," he announced. "This indicates a moderate risk profile."

Jason frowned, watching his girlfriend's body respond to another man's touch. "What does that mean exactly?"

"It suggests potential vulnerability to skilled seduction," George explained, continuing his dual stimulation of Emma. "Further testing is required to determine the full risk assessment."

Emma shook her head weakly. "It's just... physical," she gasped, trying to fight the sensations building within her. "It doesn't mean anything."

"The body's responses rarely lie," George countered, shifting his angle to hit her most sensitive internal spots. "For complete analysis, I need to observe response to climax with an alternative partner."

"You're trying to make her orgasm?" Jason asked, his voice a mix of concern and disturbing fascination.

"It's the most reliable indicator," George confirmed, his movements becoming more determined. "Subjects who achieve orgasm with alternative partners show significantly higher rates of future infidelity."

Emma struggled against the building pleasure, determined not to give George the satisfaction of making her come. "This isn't fair," she protested weakly. "You're manipulating my body."

"I'm assessing natural responses," George corrected, increasing the pressure on her clitoris. "Fight it if you can—resistance indicates fidelity potential."

The challenge was perversely effective, making Emma concentrate on not responding, which paradoxically heightened her awareness of every sensation. George recognized this psychological trick was working and pressed his advantage, changing his rhythm to short, targeted thrusts against her g-spot.

"Oh!" Emma gasped involuntarily, her body arching slightly.

"Response intensifying," George noted clinically, though his own face showed the pleasure he was taking in her unwilling reactions. "This is a concerning indicator."

Jason stood from his chair, moving closer to the bed. "Em, try to control it. Show him you're faithful."

His encouragement had the opposite effect, adding a layer of performance pressure that made Emma more aware of every sensation. George capitalized on this, working her body with surprising skill for someone so physically repulsive.

"The culmination response is the final and most critical measurement," George announced, his pace increasing as he felt his own orgasm approaching. "For accurate assessment, I'll need to ejaculate internally to measure retention response."

"Inside her?" Jason questioned, finally showing appropriate concern. "Is that really necessary?"

"Absolutely critical," George panted, already too far gone to stop. "The chemical interaction between alternative semen and vaginal tissues provides essential data points."

Emma tried to push against George's chest. "No! Pull out!"

"Resistance at this stage invalidates the entire assessment," George warned, pinning her wrists with one hand while continuing to thrust. "All previous measurements become unreliable without the culmination data."

Jason hesitated, torn between stopping what was happening and his manipulated desire for conclusive results. "Maybe we should let him finish the procedure properly..."

"Jason!" Emma cried out, betrayed. "Don't let him—"

Her protest was cut short as George intensified his movements, his fingers working her clitoris with determined circles. Despite her mental resistance, her body responded to the relentless stimulation, a humiliating tension building within her.

"Assessment entering final phase," George grunted, feeling his climax approaching. "Subject showing pre-orgasmic response patterns... highly concerning indicator..."

Emma shook her head frantically, fighting the unwanted pleasure with diminishing success. "No, no, no," she chanted, but her body betrayed her as an orgasm began to build against her will.

"Subject approaching involuntary climax," George announced triumphantly, his own release imminent. "This confirms high susceptibility to alternative stimulation!"

With a final cry of distress that transformed into unwilling pleasure, Emma's body surrendered to the **** orgasm, her inner muscles contracting around George's invading hardness. The sensation pushed him over the edge, and he groaned loudly as he emptied himself inside her, his flabby body pressed against hers in the most intimate violation.

"Assessment complete," he gasped, remaining embedded inside her as he turned to Jason. "Preliminary results indicate significant risk factors."

Emma lay beneath him, tears of shame streaming down her face as she felt his semen leaking out of her. Jason stood nearby, the horror of what he'd allowed finally beginning to break through George's influence.