Clinical Trial

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Synopsis of the porn scene

The Clinical Trial porn video is made by Puretaboo studio and played with Danny Mountain and Kira Noir .
The scene shows the interior of a medical examination room. The door opens, a doctor enters and closes the door behind him. He then greets Dr. Greenwood, who sits down at the examination table. He thanks her for coming in and participating in the clinical trial - she just needs a quick exam and then they can begin. He holds up a pen and pad to ask her questions. Her name is Jamie Lawson, she's 18 months old and has no history of heart disease, asthma or breast cancer. She also wants to know her daily activity level. She laughs and answers that she is fairly flexible. Satisfied with her answers, the doctor tells her that he will ask her to perform a series of exercises, while monitoring her for physical stimulation and stress. The equipment is set up in a room down the hall. As they leave the exam room, Jamie jokes with Dr. Greenwood about how Jamie doesn't stress easily.CUT TO TITLE PLATE
We return to the two already halfway through their set-up in another larger room, containing a hybrid of medical and exercise equipment. The doctor is almost finished applying medical electrodes to the young woman's temples and collarbones. The last thing he needs to do before they begin is to take her resting heart rate, so he can compare it with her post-test heart rate. First, as he's about to strap it around her arm, his hand brushes against her chest, he apologizes briefly with a chuckle and continues as if nothing happened.
Jamie tries to make small talk with him as he pumps and holds the gauge in his other hand, "So what's this trial for? Is it some kind of new drug? The doctor only provides very evasive answers - he can't discuss the trial with the subjects in advance or it could compromise the results. You're offering a lot more for this study than the last one I did," Jamie remarks. Is that true?" says the doctor, still evasive. Does she often enroll in clinical trials? Yes, not until recently, but I really need the extra help right now," grumbles Jamie, "My dad hurt his knee and can't work, so I try to support him whenever I can. Even though it's frustrating, I hope it doesn't last too long. He smiles and politely tells her, "We have your contact information and if we have any other opportunities, we will contact you." After taking her blood pressure, he makes a note on his pad and tells her that he will now take her heart rate. "Do you have permission to touch my chest?" Jamie is taken aback. She thinks she does, but they're not used to looking at her neck. 'I prefer my own methods,' the doctor insists, and reaches his hand toward her chest to feel her heart. Again, his hand grazes her breasts - this time, he makes no apologies. Jamie seems a little unsettled, and is ready to talk. But he thinks it's better not to.
After a long moment of embarrassment, the doctor releases his hand from her breast and notes something on the clipboard. He pats both legs and straightens up. He wishes she would start with simple bungee jumps. He lifts her to the middle of the room. The wires that connect her to her clipboard and small handheld device run through her body. He asks her to start. She makes a few, but he stops her. "I need you to take off your bra." What? Why? She protests. It's interfering with the test, he says vaguely, but he assures her that it's completely necessary for the results. He turns around so she can remove it with some privacy - she lifts her shirt to reveal the bra, and unhooks it, momentarily exposing her breasts before pulling down her tank top to cover them. She resumes the exercise, this time her breasts bounce up and down as she jumps. The doctor as well as the camera clearly focus on the bouncing. Jamie is now a little confused and asks for help. He then unhooks her bra and briefly exposes her breasts before pulling down her tank top to cover them. Jamie exhales sharply, a little frustrated, but resigns herself.
Dr. Greenwood then asks her to get on an exercise bike and start pedaling at a pace that suits her to begin with. He stands behind the bike - his attention is clearly focused on the crack of her ass protruding from her yoga pants as she pedals - and he offers her a few platitudes to motivate her. He moves to the front of the bike to increase the resistance. He moves to the front of the bike to increase resistance," he says, before asking her to continue.
Jamie has been on the bike for about 15 minutes, as evidenced by the thick beads of sweat running down her chest and soaking her clothes. Although she shows no signs of fatigue, it is clear that the exercise was hard on her. She is then just observed by the doctor, who continues to look at her with perverse admiration. "That's enough for now," he finally says, and Jamie lets out a sigh of relief and slows her pedaling. She gets off the bike and grabs a nearby towel to wipe down the seat. It's fine, you can leave it," the doctor says. Jamie looks increasingly puzzled but shrugs and starts patting her head with the towel. She takes the towel from his hands and says, "I didn't say you could do it right away." Jamie starts to say that she is just wiping off the sweat when the doctor cuts her off, "If you don't agree with my methods, that's fine, you can leave at any time and I'll move on to the next topic." Jamie realizes how much she needs this compensation, and holds her tongue. What's next, then? She asks. He tells her to go get the exercise mat a few feet away. He turns around to get it as she turns back around.
Once the mat is in place in the center of the floor, Jamie has to take off her socks and shoes. He then asks Jamie to do different flexibility tests: he will ask her to bend forward and touch her toes. Then he will make sure Jamie can stretch forward and hold various poses. Jamie notices that her eyes are increasingly fixed on him as she performs each yoga pose. He waves to her after she finishes the fourth or fifth pose. "You don't even write anything anymore. You just stare at my face!" The doctor doesn't seem perturbed by her sudden anger. She exclaims, "We're going to move on to the next test, then...". These are the last of her bizarre tests. What are these tests for?
Dr. Greenwood reminds her that he is monitoring her physical reactions to stress and stimuli. After the stress tests are over, he says it's now time for the stimulus tests. He finds a table near him and buys a black, featureless vibrator. Calmly, he tells Jamie that she will have to pleasure herself while he monitors her physical reactions. Jamie snaps - she can't do this. She didn't sign up for this. The doctor sighs and shrugs - that's fine, he understands. He can't fully engage her, but he'll triple what he offered her in the commercial if she stays. Jamie flatly refuses, no matter what he offers, she won't do it. The doctor is indifferent and says he thinks she will have to find a way to help her father. The doctor suggests that someone her age could earn the same amount of money working full time in two weeks. Too bad she's wasting two whole weeks of her life instead of spending an hour doing something perfectly harmless...not just harmless, but enjoyable, even. Jamie is torn... but with a little convincing, and an insistence that the doctor keep his distance, just watch and don't record it, she agrees.
The woman hesitantly pulls her yoga pants down to her ankles and sits on the mat. She then picks up the vibrator and begins to make herself feel good. The doctor watches her carefully, taking a note or two at first, but quickly abandoning pretense, his hand moving to her crotch for a few strokes on the pants. Sometimes he insists that she not look at him, or gives her some other instruction to follow in order to further humiliate her. It is obvious that there is a conflict between his bodily pleasure and his emotional distress. After a few minutes, he crouches down to her level, then says, "This is it, Mrs. Lawson." He begins to remove the electrodes and wires attached to her. She looks relieved - you mean the trial is over? He shakes his head. He shakes his head.
Jamie protests weakly, but he said he just wanted to observe. He smiles coldly. Jamie knew exactly where this was going. Did you really think I wouldn't ask you more. You wouldn't have accepted this opportunity if you didn't want to. Jamie insists that this is not true, she trusted him, but his words lack conviction. 'You're a little bitch,' he continues calmly. 'You don't mind people watching you do your hair and have fun. Stop lying to yourself. We both know you're going to let me fuck you, so be a good little slut, say yes and spare us the drama.' Jamie is unable to speak, and stammers. She finally says bitterly, "Okay...let's get this over with." Nominated - Best Sex Scene -- Vignette: Kira Noir