“You’re going to do something for me,” Morgan said softly, her voice sharp and authoritative. “You’re going to do Kegels while I’m inside you. Tighten around me. Slowly. Precisely.”

The inventor’s body trembled with both effort and arousal as she obeyed, her muscles clenching and releasing in time with Morgan’s measured thrusts. Her breath hitched with each movement, her heart pounding in her chest as she tried to keep up, her mind spinning with the weight of Morgan’s control.

Morgan’s thrusts grew slightly faster, her control still absolute, but there was a growing intensity in the way she moved, the way her body responded to the sensation transmitted through the high-tech device. Her grip on the inventor’s hip tightened, her voice low and commanding as she said, “Don’t stop. Keep going.”

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Morgan’s control over the inventor tightens as she commands her through another punishing test of obedience. The inventor, desperate to meet Morgan’s impossible standards, follows every instruction with precision, her body trembling with both fear and desire. When Morgan pushes the inventor past her limits, the punishment is swift and harsh, leaving the inventor aching for approval.

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Morgan’s breath hitched, her movements growing more deliberate as she pushed deep inside the inventor, her body tensing as she reached the climax she had been building toward with such perfect control. A sudden, unexpected warmth spread through the inventor, filling her in a way she hadn’t anticipated. Her eyes widened in shock as she felt it—the unmistakable sensation of being filled. A gasp escaped her lips, her body tightening reflexively as the realization hit her—Morgan had come inside her. The inventor’s mind spun, her breath catching in her throat as the overwhelming sensation sent her over the edge. She could feel her body clench tightly around the device, the sudden flood of warmth pushing her to her own release, her breath coming in short, ragged bursts as her body convulsed with pleasure. She hadn’t expected this. Hadn’t known it was even possible. But now, she was coming undone, her muscles trembling uncontrollably as the wave of sensation crashed over her. Morgan remained perfectly composed, her breath steady as she watched the inventor fall apart beneath her, her body still rigid with control even as the device pulsed with the remnants of its release. She allowed the inventor a moment to catch her breath, but there was no hint of tenderness in her gaze—only that same cold, calculating assessment. “You didn’t know, did you?” Morgan asked softly, her voice a quiet purr of amusement as she leaned forward, her breath warm against the inventor’s ear. “That’s one of the features. I turned it on without you noticing.”

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Will the inventor finally prove herself worthy of Morgan’s approval, or will her failure result in further punishment? 

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