As she struggled unsuccessfully to squirm away from the
invading spear, Jack again appeared before her, this time
bending to set up a tripod and attach a video camera on top.
He intended to film her doing...whatever it was he was doing
to her! After assuring that she was properly framed, he
pulled from the bag a black box with a line of buttons on
it. As he dramatically pressed the bottom button, Kelli was
surprised to discover that the egg between her legs was
buzzing insistently, sending pleasant sensations deep into
her groin. After checking to see that the device was firmly
strapped to her hips, and that there was no slack in her
bonds, Jack gave her a gentle caress across her bare breasts
before turning and walking off into the woods. The egg
continued to buzz between her legs.
She had no way of knowing how long she'd been sitting there
before the first orgasm swept through her. Only that it had
come pretty quickly, boiling up from between her legs like a
hot, liquid volcano. Involuntarily she strained against the
ropes, as though trying to thrust her hips hard against her
unseen suitor. Frustrated by the ropes holding her to the
chair, her pleasure took the form of labored gasps and moans
which quickly escalated to a fervent cry as her pussy
spasmed and her muscles locked, signaling the crescendo of
her pleasure. Slowly, slowly, she began to relax, somewhat
mortified to realize that the camera had captured her
struggles and cries. And the egg continued to buzz.
A minute later Jack appeared from the forest, a smirk on his
face. "Geez, Kelli, is everything all right? I heard you
yell clear over in the next valley," he mocked her, while
checking to see that the bonds hadn't loosened. As he bent
beneath her, Kelli smiled as she felt the dildo being
removed from her ass, only to let out a gasp as another,
larger one slid up in its place. With a smirky "Enjoy
yourself!" she watched Jack disappear back into the forest.
The egg continued to buzz against her.
The next orgasm was harder in coming. The egg, though
nestled between her pussy lips, was nowhere near her clit,
where she really needed the stimulation. As a result, the
sensations between her legs had plateaued at a point that
was maddeningly just below the point she needed for release.
And no matter how she twisted or positioned her body, she
just couldn't coax the little egg to touch her magic button.
She could feel her nerves tingling in every part of her
body. She felt hot, flushed, full of energy but with no
outlet for it. She tried again to squeeze her legs together,
but Jack had not only tied her thighs to the bottom of the
chair, but to the sides as well. Squeezing her cunt muscles
had no effect either. It was as though her sweat and juices
had provided a vacuum seal to keep the egg in place, not
allowing a single bit of movement up or down. Her whole body
was covered in a sheen of sweat, and she could easily detect
the smell of her own juices as they mixed with the sweat.
The shaft inside her ass had ceased to be a problem, and
only by clenching the muscles back there could she even
detect the thick member inside her. No, it was the egg that
obsessed her. The egg and its incessant buzzing.
Desperate for release, Kelli closed her eyes and tried to
recall the way Jack's cock had felt inside her, hoping to
push herself over the edge through will alone. She
remembered the brutish ways he'd fucked her, taking her like
a soldier might rape a conquered enemy. She remembered the
violent spankings, and how he'd probed her cunt after every
round, as though testing to see if the heat of her ass had
spread inside her pussy. She remembered his savage assault
on her tits, the feel of her nipples painfully stretching
and reaching their limit. She remembered the humiliation of
running naked through the church parking lot, and the fear
of getting caught while being fucked in that very same lot.
She imagined how she must look right now, tied naked to a
chair, a dildo hanging from her ass, panting and straining
like a wild animal in heat. And she imagined Jack standing
before her, his cock giant and throbbing, and her lying on
the deck, legs spread, begging for him to spear her, split
her, thrash her with his powerful rod. She imagined her
words, not caring as they spilled incoherently from her
lips, "Take me. Fuck me. Use me. Push me. Pull me. Fill me.
Whip me. Spank me. I'm your slut slave. Your slut, your
slut, your slut! Fuck my mouth. Fuck my ass. Fuck my cunt.
Just fuck me!"