BassPlayerRob
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Dr. Robert Rochester was working late this day in Lab D34, finally putting the finishing touches on his nerve augmenting collar known as Project Lost wings. The military had expressed specific interest in his collar, but the Doctor had a secret ulterior motive for its use: the perfect sex slave.
Despite being his handsome features, his stunning green eyes, his thick locks of brown hair, his well-toned physique, and his well-endowed member, Ken had never had much luck with women. It seemed his work always seemed to push him away from female companionship. He knew one day his work on this collar would give him a woman that would never leave him, but he couldn't have known just how soon that would come.
Dr. Rochester finished tweaking the collar and set it down in its glass protective case. He left the lab making sure to turn on the security measures and strolled into his neighboring office to make note of his final adjustments to the collar before its final test.
Despite being his handsome features, his stunning green eyes, his thick locks of brown hair, his well-toned physique, and his well-endowed member, Ken had never had much luck with women. It seemed his work always seemed to push him away from female companionship. He knew one day his work on this collar would give him a woman that would never leave him, but he couldn't have known just how soon that would come.
Dr. Rochester finished tweaking the collar and set it down in its glass protective case. He left the lab making sure to turn on the security measures and strolled into his neighboring office to make note of his final adjustments to the collar before its final test.