by Nicola Diaz
Then he looks at the masked men, who seem to read his mind. The go over to the table, but instead of choosing from the items on it, they pull out a machine underneath it. I try to make out what it is, but I have never seen anything like it before. It looks like it is a large battery, with a series of clamps attached to cables, looking like a very elaborate spider. There are a million things that go through my mind, and I start to think that I will probably not be able to take this punishment.
Max puts a clamp directly on my nipple, and then on the other one. Then he turns a dial, and the machine starts to hum. Then it buzzes and vibrates, and soft electrical pulses make their way into my breasts. I feel them in my chest, and down my spine. He turns the dial a little more, and the vibration intensifies. I start to feel the lines between vibrating and electricity blur slightly, and then I feel like I am being electrocuted. My head hurts slightly, and then the room becomes a blur. Then suddenly everything becomes clear, and the pulses make their way into my pussy.
Chapter 4
He pulls on my clit. Then he clamps down on it with two clamps. I am suddenly thrilled by this possibility, the safe word hanging in the back of my mind like fruit on a tree that is just out of reach. I know what it is, I’m sure I do. But I refuse to let it pass from my lips. Suddenly he is clamping my cunt lips too, and I think that maybe now would be a good time to say the word. Something inside me holds me back though.
When he turns the dial a little and the pulses seep through my cunt, I am momentarily confused, and I cannot make out what this feeling actually is. I am not sure if I like it, or if the threat of being electrocuted just sends so much fear into me that I cannot think. I cannot process the feeling, even when he raises the dial up a notch, and the electrical vibrations pulsing through me become intense shards, an interesting mix of pleasure and pain. I try to cross my legs over, trying to free myself from at least some of these clamps, but this is not possible.
Max focuses on the dials now, and he makes space for the other men to have access to my cunt. Finger after finger work their way inside me, and then two to four fingers are moving inside me. There are no dicks though, and I start to think that the fear I have of being electrocuted is shared by these men who are fingering me. Then I look down, and see that both masked men are fingering me at the same time, three fingers each. The stretch is amazing, and this coupled with the vibrations really works wonders on my wonderland.
I start to lose my mind, and then Max ups the ante on the machine, making me come back into the moment. I look at my cunt now, all the fingers gone, and I can see it vibrating. I don’t know what to do with myself, and I just look up at the ceiling, at the ropes holding up my hands. I cannot even feel the dull pain that was developing just a moment ago under my arms. I try to distract myself from the activity in my pussy by counting the strands on the ropes holding my arms up.
Suddenly my cunt is invaded again, and I look down. Max is pushing a dildo into me, thick and long, but not as thick as his cock. I really want his cock in me, but to ask him for it seems inappropriate. He stuffs my pussy, pushing it hard and deep into me, and turning the dial on the machine up a bit. The feeling is confusing, and again I don’t know what to do with myself. I just watch this invasion, almost enjoying it, but mostly not. I just know that I must hold on for a moment, and then I will start to enjoy this massive insertion.
Then he pulls the dildo from me and taps on my clit with the head of this tool. The masked men are whacking my thighs and buts again with the whip and pallet. They really hit hard now, so hard that I even forget the electricity being fed into my punani for a moment. The bodyguard is again fucking my ass, unable to hold himself back. Nobody tries to stop him either, all of them waiting patiently for my pussy it seems. But Max is surely going to have first dibs on my cunt.
The dildo moves in and out of me with the aggression of a sex-crazed bull. He fucks me harder and harder with this tool, so hard that even the orgasm that threatens over the horizon escapes me. I try to sink my cunt onto the dildo too now, needing it to hit my depths more and more, but Max is careful to just go deep enough into me to just miss my g-spot. I scream, unable to help myself. All the men look at me, and then they burst out laughing.
The bodyguard brings himself to a climax and thrusts hard a few times more. Then he makes space for my kidnapper, who fucks me aggressively too now. The whip and pallet land on my thighs over and over again, and I look down at the purple lines that are developing on my legs. Then they put down the tools, and watch Max really go to work on my cunt now. The kidnapper in my ass is left to his own devices, so that he fucks me in long, smooth strokes now, with no rush at all.
When he finally cums, he keeps his dick inside me, and I feel it going soft. I keeps thrusting into me though, resurrecting his erection. I cannot think of this though, because my cunt is once again being introduced to another tool. When I look down, it is the back end of the pallet. I cannot believe that nobody has yet seen fit to stick their meat into me, although I am sure that the electricity surging through my cunt has a lot to do with this. Again I am eluded by my orgasm, although it still looms over the horizon, like it was beckoning me to join it in the sunset in the distance.
Finally Max pulls the pallet from me, and he turns the dial down, offering me some relief. He sends his fingers into me again, testing the waters. Then, at last he positions his cock on the entrance to me, and he drives his cock all the way up inside me. He turns to look at the masked man closest to the machine, and he nods. The dial is turned up, and much clit vibrates. Then my cunt is vibrating, and Max finally starts to thrust against these pulses that have filled be up to my belly.
Max literally pulls my cunt out with him as he exits part of his dick from me, and then thrusts all the way inside it. He pushes my hips away from him somewhat, so that he can create a better view for the other men. The kidnapper exits my ass too now so that he can come around and see this action. Max looks over to the man with his hand on the dial, and he nods again. Then Max pushes himself deeper into me, fusing his thrusts with the electricity inside my cunt. I feel like I am being electrocuted, and it is a delicious feeling.
I don’t think that Max can take any more electricity in my cunt though; I know I can’t, but when he looks at the dial-man again, I know that he is going to try. The man turns the dial a little more, and then looks directly at my cunt. All eyes are on my pussy in fact, and as Max shudders for a moment, everyone is convinced that he has succumbed to the electricity. But then he is laughing, and everyone knows that he is just joking. He drives himself into me deeper and harder, and I feel this thrusting like the backdrop to the electricity. Once again, I am confused.
When I finally start to feel the orgasm coming closer and closer towards me, I start to let go a little more. Even though more electricity is added, I feel nothing but the dick that is fucking me so hard now that I think it might pierce all the way through to my ass. Then he looks over at the machine again, and the feelings inside my pussy once again merge, thrusting and electricity, electricity and then insistent pounding. I lose my mind completely, and when the vibrations make their way up to my breasts, I really feel like I am being fucked by an electricity filled vibrator.
Max shoots his cock into me with renewed determination, forgetting completely about me, and fighting against the pulses. He thrusts into me harder, and lifts me off the ground on each upward stroke. I start to feel like a rag doll, and this feeling is almost out of body. I seem to be looking down on myself, sharing this view with the other men, as Max fucks the proverbial bajeezus out of me. Over and over again I am lifted off the ground, and over and over I am brought down to the ground, and left feeling lifeless, despite the electrical overdrive that I am experiencing.
When he finally cums, I am too tired to even process my own orgasm. There are many things that I could be thinking of in this moment, a million things that I can take into consideration right now, but I am focused fully on the man who is thrusting into my pussy wit
h clear intention. He empties his cock into me, and I am suddenly afraid of this liquid touching the clamps, making contact with the cables. Surely this is a mixture made in hell; surely electricity and semen don’t mix?
Chapter 5
Max pulls his cock from me and rubs the remainder of his erection on my belly. Some more lava flows from the tip of his tool, and then he enters me again. He fucks me for a moment longer, and then pulls out of me completely again. He sends three fingers into me and makes a summoning motion with these digits, pulling what’s left of my orgasm from me. I exhale hard.
The men follow in quick succession, and I start to take strain under my arms again. It really hurts now, and I try for the safe word again. But then electricity is sent into my now vacant cunt again, and I am left dazed and confused. Again I am sure that I know the safe word, and again something inside me refuses to utter the word. When they remove the clamps from my vaginal area I cannot think what else they might have in store for me, but my curiosity really does get the better of me.
I look around me, trying to find the next elevation of torture. I look towards the table, and underneath it. There is nothing there. I try to look on the table, but I am not certain of what it is I am looking at. I cannot think of what they might do to me next, and for a moment I think it is over. When they loosen my hands I am sure that this is it, and that I will wake up at any moment inside my apartment, a little worse for wear, but much better for the experience.
When I fall to my knees I realize how tired I am. I don’t even know how long I have been in this dungeon. I just know that it has been quite a while, because as the blood flows to my arms again, I lose sensation completely. I fall face first into the soft carpet, and I cannot believe the comfort that this provides. I almost fall asleep, and I think for a moment that I just might. Then one of the masked men is holding up my head, and feeding his cock into my mouth. I have no choice but to suck on it.
He cums quickly, and my mouth is lifted off his cock, and a moment later stuffed with another. I’m not sure whose it is. I suck on this meat too, and then I am brought onto my knees. My mouth is fucked aggressively, and suddenly my ass is invaded too. I cannot look back, so I don’t know who is doing the invading. I just take it, completely unable to hold myself up on my own arms. My head is moved up and down on the cock in my mouth, and when he cums, the guy in my ass creams on the inside of my asshole too.
They take turns on my mouth, and then when it is Max’s turn, he looks at me in my eyes. He smirks slightly, and the lets me drop to the floor. He gets on top of me, and rubs my back for a moment, before he pierces my asshole with his cock. He fucks me steadily, whispering good girl, that’s a good girl in my ear. I have nowhere to go, no escape from this cock that is harder now than it was before. I look around at the other men, all fucked out, drinking shots of whisky as they watch Max working on my ass.
Max pulls my head back and he spits into my mouth a few times. Then he kisses me on my mouth, mixing the spit around the inside of my mouth with his tongue. He goes deeper and deeper into my asshole, and I really think that I cannot take anymore. I think that I have had enough, but still I cannot bring myself to say the safe word. Then something catches my eyes just before two blobs of spit land on them, forcing them shut.
Then he licks the spit off my eyes, and I manage to open them again. I strain to see what it is that is tucked in the far corner of the table, just out of sight. It is another contraption, another spider-like battery operated piece of equipment, with massive dildos protruding from the ends of attached cables. I really don’t know what to make of this, and I am really uncertain as to my own ability to take any of these dildos. I cannot remember the safe word all of a sudden, and I try hard to. I must just say this word, and all of this will come to a stop.
Max pulls me up to my knees and fucks me harder. Then he holds onto my hips and pulls me closer, into his cock. He penetrates me deeper, and then he is suddenly cumming. I am relieved that he is done, the burn in and around my asshole intense. There are fewer things that are as uncomfortable as being fucked up the ass, and fewer things as pleasurable, once you develop a taste for it. This taste lingers in the back of my head, and I know that I am close to being a member of the converted.
Then I suddenly get a closer look at the contraption under the table, and I am suddenly very curious. I want it taken out, and I want to see just what it is that this piece of equipment does. As soon as Max exits me I fall to the floor, and I watch them take it out. I watch them set it up and then I watch them move over to where I am lying. I am turn onto my back, and my legs are parted wildly. The dildos are brought up and the dial is turned. All of the dildos vibrate wildly, and I brace myself for the next level of pussy manipulation, surrendering myself completely to this process…
THE END
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Violate Me!
(Bondage, Suspension, Breathplay) - A BDSM Dark Fantasy
The following events are all fictional between consenting adults and take place within Karly’s vivid imagination…….
Chapter 1
‘Relax Karly,’ I keep on telling myself. The blindfold on my eyes is wrapped around me so tightly that even if I wanted to see anything right now I couldn’t. Why would Logan be the one who blindfolded me too, I wonder? Shouldn’t he be getting ready for his own bachelors? He walks me down the stairs and helps me into the car. He probably is just delivering me to my own pre-wedding affair, I assume. But why is he so quiet though, and why is there a nervous tension in the air?
After about an hour he pulls the car over and parks it. Then he leaves me for a moment inside the car and disappears. About fifteen minutes later he comes back and helps me out of the car. Still silent, I start to wonder what could be going one. I hear a few cars in the distance, but no people. I wonder where we are, or what could possibly be happening. He helps me up about three flights of stairs and then I hear him unlocking a door.
He locks the door behind us and I know that this is not going to be your usual bachelorette. Logan walks me to the center of the room, instructing me not to remove the blindfold, no matter what. I agree, nervously. He takes my coat off, and then immediately my panties. I need to see what is going on, but remember his instructions. There is obviously nobody else in the room, because I know Logan, and I know that he would never expose me like that. Would he?
My dress drops to the floor, and then he helps me out of my shoes. The last thing to come off is my bra, and I am left to stand alone naked in the center of this room that I have no idea I’m in. I hear creaking equipment, and I am really curious about what is going on now. I think of taking the blindfold off, but something about Logan’s tone when he instructed me not to remove it has me leave it on. I just hope that the suspense will be over soon, really not able to take much more of this.
Then he walks me over and straps my hands almost above my head. He then straps my feet, about two feet apart, so that I know that I am in some sort of a contraption, not knowing what kind though, feeling a little more anxious with every passing second. Then I hear the creaking and after a moment I am suddenly lifted off the ground. As my feet lift off the floor and my face heads towards the floor I know what I’m strapped too. My heart suddenly beats out of my chest, literally, as my boobs are now parallel to the floor.
Logan and I have been together for three years, and not once has he ever given me an indication that he was into this sort of thing. I have always been the aggressor, sexually, but now I am suspended in midair, not sure what he has in store for me, and really not liking it very much. I hate being out of control, and I struggle against the restraints. The fact that I am also in total darkness doesn’t help to reassure me much either, and I am just left ha
nging, literally waiting for Logan’s next move.
The creaking sound returns, and I am brought upright again. My feet don’t touch the floor now though, and I am left hanging in the air wanting to ask Logan just what it is he thinks he is doing. Then he sticks his fingers into my mouth and moves them around, reaching far into the back of my throat. He removes his fingers from my mouth and immediately sticks them into my pussy, letting me know what it is he has in mind. Again I think of asking him what is going on, and before I can, he is feeding me the taste and smell of my pussy in his fingers.
Then he fingers me again, hard, and I start to feel my cunt walls giving in. He fingers me so deep that I think that he is trying to scoop the inside of my pussy out. When he pulls his fingers from me he runs them along my lips, and then forces them into my mouth again. Anxiety fills me, and I struggle again against the restraints. I am going nowhere though, that is obvious. What is also obvious is that Logan intends to have a lot of fun with me in this current position.
