"Phil, the frame," she said.
Phil pulled a large metal frame from by the wall, I hadn't noticed it before.
"Right," Celia said, "you stand here and we strap you to the frame. Okay? Still happy to carry on?"
"I guess so, yes." Well, what was the worst that could happen? I stood in the frame and Phil took each arm and then leg and using thick leather straps I was fixed to the frame and I couldn't move. I was spread out like a big x. Some more straps went behind my back, bottom and knees from side to side so I couldn't move backwards either.
"Okay?" Celia asked. I nodded.
Phil picked some strange leather strapping with a ball in it and slipped it over my head, "open wide" he said, and the ball went into my mouth, he tightened the straps, and now I couldn't speak.
I watched Phil go and get one of the hoods I had seen earlier, and he put it over my head and tightened it. Now I couldn't see anything either. What felt like metal gloves went over my hands, my fingers forced straight, I couldn't clench.
I couldn't see anything, I couldn't say anything and I couldn't move anything. I heard what sounded like bolts being undone, and then movement, it took me a moment to realise that I was being moved somewhere, the frame must have had wheels that I hadn't noticed.
Then there was a different sensation, almost of falling, I was being tipped backwards, and now I understood the straps that had gone behind me, they stopped me sagging. I felt straps lay across my stomach and then tighten, I was held both up and back and now I was immobile, my orgasm was growing, I could do nothing.
Something cold was spread over my fanny and bottom. Oh why do so many people fixate on my bottom? And then pressure, something was being pushed into my fanny and into my bottom and slid along my valley. It kept pushing in, and it reached my depths, fully inside my fanny, inside my bottom, and the bit that had pushed along my valley now rested on my clitoris.
Neither Phil nor Celia spoke, and I could hardly hear any movements to try and work out what they were doing.
Oh fuck. The things inside me and on my clitoris started vibrating, like mum's toy did, but this was not only a vibration, but the pieces inside my fanny and my bottom felt like they were rotating too. Oh.
Something was clipped to my nipples, first my right and then my left. Quite sharp at first, squeezing them, like clamps I guessed, but I was finding it difficult to think, the vibrations were very distracting, in a pleasant way.
There was a tickling at my bobs, it grew in intensity, and I realised it was actual electricity, real shocks pulsing through my nipples into my boobs. Oh.
I got then the full sense of what they had done. I couldn't move, I couldn't stop them, and I couldn't say anything and my body was being pleasured and I couldn't stop it.
I heard something in the background, but couldn't make out what it was and just as I was trying to identify it, something was placed on my head over my ears, and I could no longer hear anything. Mute, Blind and now Deaf, immobile, I was under their control.
The shocks at my boobs increased a little, still not too painful, but getting there. The vibrations increased and my own electrical pulses started journeying from my crotch. Only able to easily breath through my nose, I couldn't really gulp or pant, but I was sniffing in big breaths. Just as I was beginning to get into the rhythm the things that had been pushed into my fanny, bottom and along my valley started moving in and out.
Oh.
I was being shagged by a vibrating machine in my fanny and bottom, the machine paused for a few seconds when it was fully in me, the thing in my valley vibrating on my clitoris, it paused hallway down my valley by my uterus, all the time vibrating in my fanny and bottom, and then paused again as it was what turned out to be as far out of me as it would go.
Fully In, pause, move outwards, pause, almost out, pause, back inwards, pause, fully in, pause, and it repeated, not stopping. I felt my bottom begin to clench, my fanny was starting to clamp, and the electric pulses were shooting from my crotch to join the real ones at my boobs.
I was clamping hard on the thing in my fanny, my bottom clenching around the thing inside it, my electrics shooting out and I tried to scream but I inly gurgled, I tried to clench my fingers but they wouldn't move, I tried to arch my back, but I was immobile and still I erupted, every muscle in my body seemed to spasm and as I came down the realisation struck me. The vibrating things inside me were still vibrating, still moving, still rotating, still tickling at my clitoris.
The electric shocks at my nipples went up higher, right on the edge of painful, I tried to cry out, but all I did was make gurgle noises. I could not communicate, I could not tell them to stop, and still the vibrating things inside me were vibrating, moving, rotating, tickling at my clitoris.
I was holding my breath, my body was stiffening, I could not stop it, another climax was building. I tried to think of laying on a sandy beach, in the shade of an umbrella. I tried to think of a conundrum, anything to try and stop my approaching orgasm, but I failed, it crashed through me like a car through plastic railings.
My body spasmed, electric shot from my groin to my over stimulated nipples, to my ears, to my toes, my fingers clamped in the metal gauntlet things couldn't move but they tried.my back strained the straps trying to arch but couldn't, and I was desperately trying to pant through my nose. I could do nothing; the eruption took me to a new level of pleasure coupled with an equal amount of pain.
I could hear nothing, I could feel nothing except the pulses of electric that had been added to my nipples, my fingers, and now my toes, and the level went up, I think my whole body was trembling with the electric shocks being poured into it, and still the vibrating things inside me were vibrating, moving, rotating, tickling at my clitoris.
I felt something added to my groin, something cool, some lubrication I guessed, and then the speed of the things increased, I was being thoroughly shagged by some kind of machine, I was being electrocuted in my toes, my fingers and my nipples, and my body was just spasming, orgasming, spasming, orgasming, there was no relief.
I stopped feeling anything, I stopped knowing what was happening, my body just carried on doing its thing, I had switched off. I don't know how long it was before I realised that the things had stopped moving. After I realised that they had stopped, I noticed that the electric had stopped too. The things from my groin were slowly withdrawn and something cooling wiped over me, baby wipes perhaps.
I felt some movement, I was rotated upright. Clips were removed from my nipples, the gauntlet metal gloves from my hands. The straps went from my front and then my back. The headphones were removed and sounds came back, just shuffling, people moving sounds.
"We are going to take the blindfold off now lovely, close your eyes, it'll seem very bright even though we have the blinds closed." It was Celia. There was movement around my head and the blindfold lifted, I had my eyes screwed tight and still the light seemed blinding. I felt the buckles being undone and the ball gag was removed.
My mouth felt so sore, stretched and unable to move whilst my body was spasming, it felt like my jaw was broken, I guess it wasn't though.
"Here, have a sip of this, and I felt a cup at my mouth and water tipped in. I let it wash around my dry mouth before swallowing. I didn't dare try to speak, my mouth felt numb.
The straps around my feet were removed and I was able to put my feet on the floor, but my legs didn't want to take my weight. Celia held me while Phil undid my arms, and then she picked me up and carried me through to the conservatory.
"Now than Natalie, what did you think of that?" Celia asked.
I didn't know what to think, I didn't know what I felt. "How long?" I managed to say, it had felt such a long time.
"Fifteen minutes, we always give first timers fifteen minutes, seasoned travellers usually have an hour."
I couldn't believe it. Fifteen minutes, I was sure it had been at least half an hour. I tried to stand, I managed it but I was very wobbly. I pulled my top over my head, my arms sore from the spasms and not wanting to move. I pulled my skirt up and fastened it. My bra and pants went into my bag. I needed to get home. I was done.
Phil walked me home to make sure that I was okay, and once in the door I managed to get upstairs. A bath, I needed a bath. I sat on the loo just waiting for the bath to fill, my phone at the side in case I needed to get help I managed to get in and lay down, my nipples and nose the only things above the surface.
I am lucky that I didn't drown, I know I slept. The water had gone cold and I heard mum calling from downstairs.
I managed an "up here" in response and a few minutes later she appeared at the bathroom door.
"Hello love," she started, and then, "what happened? Are you alright, did anyone attack you? Do you need an ambulance?"
"I am fine mum. Phil and Celia."
"Oh shit Natalie. I am so sorry, you should have been warned. They are sadists, nasty, nasty sadists, we stopped going to their parties when we realised what was happening. Are you alright, really?"
"Yes mum, let me just get out of the bath."
Mum held my hand and helped me to stand and get out of the bath.
"I have never experienced anything like that, I never even knew people did that kind of stuff."
"Well, no, I guess not. Did they force you, or hurt you in any way, really, do you want to go to the doctors for a check-up, make sure you are okay?"
I patted myself all over. My nipples were sore, but didn't feel otherwise damaged, my bottom had closed up, my fingers worked, I was able to bend backwards and forwards.
