What could I say? Out of everything that I’d seen Megan go through, this was by far the strangest. This guy was fucked up, but could I blame him for taking advantage of the opportunity she’d given him to try out what were clearly deep and abiding fantasies. Probably for the first time in his life he’d had a chance to live out his fantasies with something other than expensive, hyper-realistic dolls. He was pathetic, sure, but not dangerous.
Further, from the dark lines of juices running down the horse, creating an actual puddle under her (although some of that was clearly urine), not to mention the fact that she was still actively grinding into the painful wedge, it was clear Megan was at least somewhat enjoying this. I had no doubt that what Quentin said was true – she’d climbed on this thing of her own free will. With her self-defense training, she could have murdered this guy if she’d wanted.
“Please,” Quentin said with watery eyes, literally shaking with fear as I looked at him, “Don’t hurt me, I’ll take her down.”
I heard myself say “wait”, even before I’d decided what I wanted to say.
“What… is all this? What is that attached to her nipples? And why is that doll on there with her?”
He eyed me cautiously, but seeing my relative calm he calmed down a bit too, even ventured the hint of a smile.”
“It’s a current modulator, for erotic electro play. It’s like a car battery, but, you know, not as crude or dangerous. It has a very fine level of control... Please, believe me it’s very safe.”
I just stared at him in disbelief. And yet, I found myself vaguely aroused at the thought. It wasn’t something that was even on my radar before now.
“And Tomiko… I mean, the doll… I made her pretend that they were sisters. And like make out and stuff…”
I pictured Megan making out with a sex doll and actually cracked a smile. What? It’s a funny image! One sex toy making out with another. I had to give it to the creep, he was certainly creative.
“Did you record it?”
“Yeah,” he said, his smile fading. He looked down at his feet, “But I wasn’t going to put it online or anything. It was just for me.”
I looked back at Megan, and I saw that she’d finally noticed me. She couldn’t say anything with the gag on and I couldn’t read her face at all. I could barely tell what I was feeling in that moment, let alone what was going on inside her. It was easily one of the craziest things I’d ever seen.
“Do you…” Quentin started hesitantly, “want to see how it works?”
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