Shockingly

You feel the sleeve and your cock getting warmed by the machine. Then you feel it slowly inflate as it beeps intermittently. Rochelle watches the device and your crotch intently, holding her clipboard.

The monitor begins to drop numbers and readings as Rochelle scribbles them down.

“Ok, now for the rest of the test.” Rochelle says, pulling a small tube from the cart tray. She places it in the contraption to a port which funnels to the sleeve, she squeezes and you feel warm jelly suddenly enveloping your dick.

“Ok, the currents may cause tension initially, but that should subside.” She flips a switch.

Like 0 to 100, you feel a shock to your cock before it’s immediately ejaculating, your knees weaken at the sudden climax as you poorly stifle your moans. The monitor simultaneously dings, dropping in another result. You worry you know what this was testing just now…and you’re not so sure you fared well.

You glance at Rochelle as you start to come down from your climax. Her smile remains the same, no signs of laughter or cruelty as she jots down this result.

“Making great time, now we want to test this part a bit further with refractory period and your max shots per day.”

She pauses. “Based on much of our evidence, we offer to swap out or include additional staff members as needed. In nature it’s been found the refractory period is drastically reduced by the introduction of new ‘partners.’ It’s generally recommended if you’d like to try before the next step? “

Your head is still swimming as you try to center yourself, unable to respond yet.

“You can take time to decide, we can always try it after if needed. Or we can simply move forward with the one result we got…”

“N-no! Let’s go again” you respond in a panic.

Rochelle’s smile reappears, and she flips a switch. “Let’s see what this gets - oh!” You catch your first glimpse of surprise from Rochelle as your cock repeats its performance at the flip of the switch.

Your knees wobble and you support yourself on the table.

“I…i might need to stop standing.” You pant.

“Of course! Let’s reset and move you to a laying position.”

Rochelle steps towards you and places a hand on your stomach as she kneels down in front of you. Her touch sends shivers through your body and already has your cock stiffening up once again. Her other hand undoes the clasps and slides the contraption of your cock.

As your cock is freed from the sleeve, Rochelle stands up, hand dropping from your torso, but grazes your erection on the way back to her side.

You feel the buildup this time, but it still comes just as fast. Your cock pulses and paints her scrub pants with cum, the humiliation slowly beginning to overtake your waves of pleasure subsiding.

“Sorry sorry!” You stammer almost crying.

Rochelle only laughs, “please, this is why wear scrubs, working with bodily fluids. It’s fine. Let’s get you laid down. No lie, I need to see how much more you’ve got stud.”

You stand there stunned and blushing, but she can only laugh again as your cock cartoonishly sproings up to attention as if in direct response to what she said.