Free Orgasm University by Jennifer Kacey Page A

Jane whispered.
    “Dismissed?” the receptionist echoed. “But she’s been making
great progress. Why would you want her out?”
    Victoria held her breath, wanting him to say something about
her, about claiming her. Hopefully changing his mind about letting her leave.
She wanted to be needed by him.
    Instead her heart sunk inside, hiding in the dark.
    “Her particular needs aren’t at all what the study’s about.
So I need her completely removed from the program.”
    “She’ll be the first one we’ve had to do that for. You’re
sure? Because once she’s out of the system, that’s it. You’ll have no info on
her at all, and no way to get back in touch with her if you change your mind.
Every piece of personal info will be redacted as well.”
    “I won’t need to find her again.”
    He walked away. His shoes echoing off the tiles in the back
until he was no more. Like he wanted her to be. He wanted to completely erase
everything they’d shared. All of what he’d been able to help her with. It was
going to be scrubbed, and something that felt a heck of a lot like her heart
crumbled in her chest.
    She closed her unfinished papers, and as calmly as she
could, made her way to the counter, tapping on the glass.
    The receptionist slid it open all the way. “All done? That
was quick.”
    Victoria didn’t want her looking at it too closely before
she could leave so she said the first thing that came to mind. “Tell Dr.
Hot…lidge thank you for me,”
    “Would you like to step back inside and tell him yourself?”
She smiled up at her from behind the glass.
    She almost blurted out, YES, but stopped herself in the nick
of time. “I’m sure he’s busy seeing his other patients.”
    “Oh no. He doesn’t see any of the other patients during the
studies.”
    “What?”
    “You’re the only patient he’s actually performed the studies
on. He normally reads all of the questionnaire answers, speaks with each woman
at length before and after the experiments, and he’s the one that customizes
each set of research directives. But that’s it. You’re the only one he has
handled everything for. I think that might be why your results are so
impressive. He’ll be going over them for weeks I’m quite sure.”
    It rendered her speechless. She had no idea what to say.
    She didn’t know what to think or how to process that she was
different from the rest of his research subjects. Elation was her first
response but she squashed it like a spider in the bath tub.
    If he’d wanted to see her again he could have asked for her
number. Inquired about her in any manner other than the study she’d signed up
for. Especially now that he was going to kick her out.
    Her heart sank, knowing this was it. She nodded at the
receptionist and walked outside.
    She was no different than the other women he’d helped. Not
really, even if she was the only one he performed the experiments on, and at
least she knew she wasn’t broken or frigid. She was submissive. Her mind
whirled with everything that had happened in such a short amount of time.
    She got in her SUV, drove home in a daze, parked in her
driveway. After standing beside her vehicle for who knows how long she grabbed
her purse and shut the door.
    Her phone went off in her purse, making her stumble. It was
set to vibrate and reminded her of how the plug had felt tingling inside her
ass. She scrambled to grab it, hoping maybe Dr. Hottie’s office was calling
because he needed her back.
    Wanted her back.
    The screen read “Tabatha”, her best friend and coworker in
the same department. She couldn’t help but get a bit choked up because it
wasn’t him.
    “Hey, Tabs, everything okay?” She walked up the front steps
to the front door.
    “Yeah. It’s fine, but are you doing all right? You’ve been
pretty quiet lately. I wanted to call and check on you.”
    “I’m good, just had some…other stuff going on, but it’s done
now. So what’s happening with you? Found your next