N.I.C.E Labs 2
It is only as you start to explore the ocean platform that you begin to realise the full extent of it. This thing is big! And modern. And very clean. More like a scientific institution that an oil drilling platform. After seeing a sign that reads N.I.C.E. Labs above one of the doors, you suspect that you may be right.
Thoughts cross your mind in rapid succession. What is this place? Why is it out in such a remote locaton? What do they do here? Who does it belong to? How does it pay for it's obviously expensive existence? Why is it called NICE? Not surprisingly no answers are produced by these unaccustomed mental exertions, so you decide to look around instead.
It becomes quickly apparent as you peep through windows and peer around doors, that this entire facility is some sort of experimental reasearch station. And the research carried out seems almost totally centred on the interaction of soft young female bodies with hard metal and rubber machinery. You also have no doubt where the feminine flesh originates.
Your surprise, as well as your cock, continues to rise as you peek in on scientists performing all manner of sexual experiments on attractive girls, who rapidly alternate pleas for release with moans for more .... more ...... Your brain swims with images of nubile bodies writhing and contorting as they are driven to previously unsuspected heights of pleasure.