The image is of 'The Orgasmotron 3000', a contraption that looks vaguely like a science fiction pistol. It's small enough to be hidden in a pocket, or...in the palm of your hand, as another picture demonstrates. You read a bit of the blurb."The Orgasmotron 3000 is the leading edge of synchronous wave technology. When fired it projects an invisible beam at the target, which on contact gives them stimulation in the erogenous zones. In layman's terms, this gives the target a spontaneous, instant and. I had laid my wine glass on the table and placed one hand on the corner of the same table and the other on the arm of the seat on which he was sitting, that was I was supporting myself as he parted my wet labia and slipped his fingers inside me.'Fucking hell Mariel', he groaned as I stood bent double, feeling him push all the way inside me, flicking the little nubble of flesh of my cervix, sending incredible feeling throughout my whole body. I could fell his fingers stretching my vagina all. ’ He said nipping at the sensitive area on the nape of her neck. She couldn’t suppress the moan building inside her and he spun her around to face him. ‘Ter—,’ her voice was cut short as his mouth captured hers in a breath taking kiss. She slid her fingers though his hair and held him there. Her eyes fluttered close as his tongue slid inside her mouth and hers slipped inside his. Sparks of heat and desire rushed through her, ending at the apex of her thighs which made her legs feel like jelly.. The pig-tails... I can feel themnow. I can feel them tugging on the sides of my head. I sit on the floorand hear my diaper crinkle as it cushions me. Why am I letting all thishappen? I'm hard in my diaper. I'm excited by being out of control. WithOwens calling the shots, I'm absolved? I'm not responsible? I *can* enjoyall this without it being my choice?I hate myself. I am weak."Now, have you ever gone around dressed as a woman before, Stewart?"Owens asks him.Stewart mutters something and.