Let's do this

You take another deep breath, then start to undress. You take off your shoes as Harm and Reynolds exchange the same look they had in the office; they seem besides themselves with gleefulness. Once again you pull your shirt over your head and unclasp your bra. You briefly look at the three men in the room before dropping it on the floor, and Kyle gives a small whistle as he shamelessly seems to zoom the camera in towards your luscious breasts. Then you step out of your lower wear, much to everyone's delight except your own. At least Harm and Reynolds have the decency to act like they're not lusting over your naked form. It's not hard to spot where Kyle is looking, judging by where he's pointing the camera.

You awkwardly step onto the seat and sit down. Harm smiles at your decision and walks up behind you to put his hands on your shoulders. "Now, lean back", he says, gently pulling you. You do so, wondering what's going to happen next.

"This is the Annihilator 7000. Our latest model", Harm explains with a cheeky smile, but when you glance up at him you notice he isn't looking to you but towards the camera that Kyle is holding. "It's designed to fuck you hard, without holding back. Some people like gentle love making, but we guess you're not into that", he says.

"Uhm, will this hurt?", you interrupt, your voice betraying some minor concerns.

You lean back further as Harm towers over you, ignoring your question and beginning to secure your limbs to the machine. You feel your heart beat in your chest as you are restrained. You really don't know what to expect from this thing and you're not sure how eager you are to find out. Harm gently forces your arms above your head, almost stretching them to the point where it feels like they'll be ripped out of your sockets. He then fastens a strap around your waist, making you lean upwards for a moment.

When he's finished you realize you can barely move at all, and you begin to panic. You struggle against your restraints, but they don't give an inch. You notice Kyle is recording your squirming.

"Don't worry", Harm says, giving you a gentle finger tap on your Venus mound now that your legs are spread wide with your crotch pointed towards the machine. "You're not supposed to be able to get out of it. Just relax. The machine will do everything."

Soon, you can no longer move at all, and it leaves you feeling extremely ****. You blink nervously before closing your eyes, awaiting for your fate.

"Ready?", Harm and Reynolds ask in unison.