An experienced voyeur, I'd watched hundreds of porn movies. I never masturbated at the beginning of a movie. I always waited until the end. That was t...e only way to fully enjoy the sensations of pleasure the movie created. I chuckled as I dried off from my shower. I realized that I now understood the purpose of a chastity cage. I didn't need one. I had the necessary self control to resist the temptation to do anything that would take the edge off the excitement of the day, but I grasped that. She released the handle and took a step back, expecting the door to release like last time. When it didn’t Alyssa looked around for another way out. It seemed like she was in an underground garage of sorts. Thoughts of the secret lab from her childhood wandered to the forefront of her mind. She approached a door at the far end of the building with a bare red light bulb perched above it. Its bloodshot eye cast a threatening glare at all those who dared pass within its view. The lever turned. I knew I didn’t intend to, but suddenly any possibility of resetting the machine is gone.With no seat to reference, it’s even harder to judge how far I can stand up. Or does the trigger point change? I can’t tell, but I’m swiftly filling the basket with marbles.Thirty-four.Thirty-five.Thirty six.There aren’t any more.My breasts feel like pain pancakes. My cunt had a good run for awhile, but now it just feels impaled or ignored. My legs are too tired to hover in the middle where it feels good. I. Max wasn't entirely sure if that was normal behavior or not, but it did seem like something twins would do so he had never questioned it.Casually slipping the bottle of pills medical had given him into his pocket he walks on over. "Did your character in that video game die again because I told you the answer is always to barrel roll!" He states with an over excited roar.Ashly giggles at his silliness, "God, you're so old."Max notes the red eyes and streaks down her cheeks as an angry.