A GeenaLovesMike.com tale
After Geena and Mike made pancakes (read chapter 1), Oz stopped by and interrupted Mike’s moment. Geena sent the boys to take a shower and clean up before Wendy arrived (read chapter 2). Mike found himself tied, bent over, and at the mercy of Wendy’s new ‘luvin’ machine (read chapter 3.) Now, in the final installment of this epic story, discover how Mike holds up to both Geena and Wendy testing out the machine on him – can he take it all? Will he make Geena proud? Will the machine be a success? And, will Oz get his turn?
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The Lovin’ Machine – Wendy’s Powertool, Chapter 4
A GeenaLovesMike Story | told by Mike | Written by BoxingGloveLove
“All right, Mike…you…are about to be the guinea pig for this here as-of-yet nameless prototype. This is our first test. Stay strong! Geena, this dial right here controls how hard you want it, and this button here starts and stops it. We’ve already got her aligned. You know what to do.” Wendy explained like a patient instructor.
I took a deep breath, and made myself as comfortable as I could within my weird net cage made of soft shibari rope. Fuckin’ State, I swear.
Somehow, I still wasn’t uncomfortable. I would have thought my six-foot ass would have felt like a painful pretzel by now.
But other than uncertainty, I felt no discomfort. And maybe this sounds weird… but I really enjoyed the feel of that uncertainty as well…
I liked being taught lessons by Geena.
Shoot, I didn’t even hate that I was about to get banged by a freaking robot. I took a little bit of pride in being its first playmate…and helping Geena and Wendy with their creative pursuits.
“Okay…I’m ready, Mike’s hole is ready…Whew, my heart is beating out of my chest! This might actually be too much fun!” Geena released her increasingly sweaty hand from my nervous grip. She went behind me to operate the thing.
“Just take her easy in the beginning, Geena. For the sake of my prototype. Oh, and uh, Mike’s of course.”
