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DocRedfield β MadScientist - Experiment Begins
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This was a commission piece. Somewhere along the way it ended up fairly Pulp/50s in my own comic booky way. Anyway, it was fun.Micron pens on Strathmore 9x12, color in Adobe photoshop
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"Now, now, my dear; there's really no need to cry. I just wanted to see the expression on your face when you saw the hose." Mister Krepman had been living in the neighborhood for over a decade, buying the house of a man who had been killed in World War 2.Β Becky Lou had been only eight when he first moved in, ten years ago. He had lost his entire family during the war. The nice old man attended church every Sunday, and bought the neighborhood children ice cream. He was well liked by everyone. When Becky Lou's car had broken down driving past his house, she had not hesitated to knock on his door.
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Β I was trying to convey the attitudes of the 1950s. I was not around that far back, so I had to use things like EC Comics, and old horror movies for reference material. And of course, "Happy Days."
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Β Mister Krepman answered the door with a smile. "Please, can I use your phone? I have to call Daddy, and let him know what happened. He'd be so mad if I got home after my curfew." Mister Krepman had a slight smile on his face. He shook his head politely. "I am sorry, Becky Lou, but my phone is out of order. If you do not mind, I will take you home myself, and straighten things out with your Papa. It is a very hot day. Would you like something to drink while I go upstairs and find my car keys? I am old, and sometimes I do not remember so good." Becky Lou took the offered Coke, and a glass of ice. After a few sips, she started to feel dizzy, and everything went black.
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Β Becky Lou awoke strapped to a table. Her legs were spread wide, exposing her underwear, and her blouse hadΒ been unbuttoned, so people could see her bra. Her face turned red from embarassment. She was a good girl; wanting to save herself until after she got married. Her boyfriend already worked as a mechanic at her dad's car dealership, and he wanted to have his children. "Good, my little fool is awake." Mister Krepman sounded different. His accent was thicker, and she didn't like the way he was smiling. "American girls; always so trusting. They were much harder to catch back in the old country."
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Β "Please don't hurt me..." Krepman reached out, and stroked Becky Lou's cheek. "No harm will come to you, dear girl. I'm just going to play with you a little, and take you home. There's a storm brewing outside. Your car broke down, and you had to spend the night at Old Mister Krepman's house. Harmless old Mister Krepman. You're not going to tell anyone about this, either. It would ruin that silly thing you American girls call your 'reputation'.Β I had to flee Germany, because people called me a sexual deviant. The Nazis were not kind to people like that."
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"I have been watching you for several years, young maiden, and watched you develop into a lovely young woman. It is a pity that I cannot take you somewhere more secluded, where I can get to know you more thoroughly." Krepman took a rabbits foot, and began to stroke the inside of Becky Lou's thigh. "Stop that! You,you, you dirty old man, you!" Krepman just laughed. "Call me Papa. All my young friends call me that." He leaned down, and kissed Becky Lou's pussy right through her panties. "Such a lovely fragrance. Sweet young American pussy. If only it could be bottled and sold...."
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Β Krepman had taken a riding crop, and began to rub the tip of it all over the insides of Becky Lou's thighs, and her pussy. "I don't remember hearing you call me Papa yet. Over the years, I have become very skilled with this. I can strike little stinging blows, that leave no lasting marks. Your thighs look very soft and tender. Will it be necessary to teach you respect for your elders?...."
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very sexy heroine, dressed in the finest lingerie of that time!
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I love the expression on her pretty face. Such a vulnerable position to be restrained in. Very sexy peril that earns a new Watcher! Thanks for sharing! *smiles*
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How have I not commented on this? I absolutely love this, so naughty and kinky! β₯
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Her panties will be useless and soaked to her soon
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I think the experiment is already underway. Β A few minutes ago, before the first touch of the grabennozzle, she was an A-cup and her blouse buttons were unpopped.
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You're very welcome ππ
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She looks as if she is not afraid...in stead...she looksΒ expecting something pleasurable. Indeed, it must be a great fun to feel a giant hookedΒ dildo like that. Β Β
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The new state-of-the-art massage treatment was proving to be controversial!
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top class torture preparation. you are missing a tight gagΒ
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Thanks...
well, it was a commission, so I had other's rules to abide by
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Thanks very much!!!
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Love the concept
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Thanks, it was fun to draw
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nice you should do one involving s ghost
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What a delightful babe, and the mad scientist looks quite menacing. Those tools look wicked indeed... I doubt there will be much left of the "specimen" when he is done with her!
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Oh, this is a lot of deliciously naughty fun! That nozzle looks particularly intimidatingly appropriate. 
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Thanks, Jeff... Indeed, it seems "ribbed for her pleasure" MWUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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