The classified ad was pretty vague, ‘Test subjects' needed for recorded sensory stimulus analysis, $200 for taking part in a two-hour test, twice a week for two weeks. That's $800 cash for eight hours of experiencing items by touch while different aromas are introduced into the air while listening to various calming sounds. The idea was to mix up the items, sounds and aromas to see if the subject reacts differently due to environment. "Sounds like easy money and times is tough."

Upon arrival you’re given a thick stack of papers to read through and sign before beginning. As usual you read the big print BLAH BLAH BLAH, sign here. You hand in the signed paperwork and are directed to a dimly lit room, Inside, you find a therapists table, a table piled high with unknown items and with a sheet over it and flute music playing in the background, you can't identify the aroma but enjoy it. You are directed to disrobe, lie down on the table and cover yourself with a sheet. You’re handed a sleep mask with the explanation that seeing the items would skew the test. You pull the mask over your eyes, lie back and slowly get pulled into the music and whatever that scent is. After a few minutes you're hovering in that place, not wide awake, not asleep, just being. A man comes in. He's speaking softly and says the test will now begin. He pulls the sheet off your left leg, and you feel a feather drawn from your ankle to knee. Next something really soft and warm, its rabbit’s fur. This goes on for a while then starts again on the other leg. Slowly methodically, you sink deeper into relaxation just experiencing the moment. By the time he moves to your arms you still haven’t noticed your ankles are bound to the table. He takes your arms gently and stretches them over your head telling you to take a deep breath and relax. As you exhale you realize your arms are tied above your head and ankles to the table. Sensing your fear he explains the next part of the test requires you to hold still. The sheet is pulled back, your naked body fully exposed. Suddenly you’re shivering. He's running an ice cube over you, you feel your nipples stiffen as he concentrates the ice on them. The ice is left in your belly button to melt and run down between your legs. As your shivering is spreading you start feeling small hot puddles forming in different areas. He’s holding a candle above you letting ihot wax drip where it may.

Your head is spinning, you have no idea who it is doing this. Is it the guy you spoke with earlier? A different guy? Before you can start to make sense of anything you feel a mouth on your nipple biting as a large hand works its way up your inner thighs finding the spot where the melted ice and your excitement mix between your legs…

When he’s finally done using you. he leaves you there ravaged, sore and leaking. After a while the door opens. Someone unties you, gives you your next appointment and reminds you of the performance model release/NDA you signed earlier, and that you won’t be paid until after your last appointment …………Welcome to ambush porn.