The Runway Part 2 linemstr@aol.com Master lingered at the armpits until He decided she had had enough there, and then proceeded quickly to the sides of the breasts and the ribs. The sensations were totally intolerable! ellen's eyes bugged out. she couldn't breathe at all for several seconds at a time. When she could get her breath, she screamed and laughed continuously. Fingers rapidly glazed across her stomach, in and out of her navel, and down the back of her right leg. Just when she thought she would faint from that, the fingers found her left leg, and began to slowly work their way up toward her exposed left foot. ellen realized where the tormenting fingers were headed, and began to plead anew. "NNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! PLLLLEEASSSEEEE, NOT MY FOOT. NOT THEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHRRGGGHHHH!!" Master tickled the sole of the captive foot unmercifully. ellen struggled violently in vain. she was majestic. her cunt was swollen with excitement, and her struggles caused her tits to jiggle wildly. ellen thrust her hips in and out toward the audience with wild abandon. she was aware of the show she was presenting, but she was helpless to stop it. The tickling was maddening, and she only wanted it to stop!! The fingers moved away from the foot, and quickly back to the tits and ribs, back to the legs, back to the foot--and so on--first one site and then another. ellen had no control over where Master would tickle next, not that it mattered much. her pussy was glistening, and her clit, swollen as it was, was protruding lewdly from beneath its hooded covering. It was the most degrading position ellen had ever experienced! The tickling stopped. Then Master upped the ante another notch! ellen stared in disbelief as He invited two males and two female buyers up on stage to convince themselves that ellen could not escape! They were to torment her sexually in any way they desired, including probing her orifices, but were not allowed to actually fuck her. ellen was horrified. To be stimulated by two strange men was torment enough, but ellen had never been with another woman, and did not consider herself to be a lesbian!! But she knew she would have no option but to suffer the torment her Master had decided for her. she was beginning to realize what He had meant by 'what is to accompany it.' To ellen's dismay, the four tormentors approached. The two women began sucking ellen's tits. One of the men kneeled and began to suck her clit while the other buried two fingers up her cunt. ellen began to get aroused as she became lost in a multitude of sensations! Both tits being sucked, her swollen, sensitive clit was being sucked and flicked with one man's tongue, while another man was finger-fucking her wildly. Then she felt the finger being withdrawn from her cunt and her juices smeared around her asshole. Suddenly, another finger pressed, and then entered her asshole! her cunt and asshole were alternately being finger- fucked at the same time. ellen could only moan in ecstacy as the climax began to build. Then the buildup was gone. Like musical chairs, everyone rotated. The men sucked her tits, and the women went to work on her clit, cunt, and asshole. ellen quickly decided that women were more expert where it counted. The climax quickly built, and the intensity of the strain it caused her to put on her bonds apparently again convinced her tormentors that she would stay put. The sensations stopped as quickly as they had begun, and ellen was left formerly filled, but still unfulfilled. Master thanked the participants, and they left the stage. Master stepped behind ellen and spoke. "Ladies and gentlemen, one final test of the security of this equipment. You sill notice that, as I said, the slave is in exquisite positioning for pleasure or pain. The final test is one of pain." Before ellen could think about what He had said, she felt the sting of a thousand bees on her back. And another, and another in quick succession. She struggled violently when she realized she was being WHIPPED!!" Up and down her back, over the twin globes of her tight ass, and across the top of her right leg the blows continued! ellen screamed and fought her bonds. To her horror, Master stepped in front! ellen saw that the instrument of her torture was a short, multi-tailed leather crop. "You will notice that the position is ideal for whipping the back OR the FRONT!" ellen tried to turn away, but could not. The blows continued across her breasts and abdomen and the underside of her elevated left leg. ellen was lost in pain, screaming and struggling uncontrollably. Finally, Master stopped and watched as ellen waaited. Then, the final five blows landed right up ellen's bald snatch!! ellen's screams reached a new level of intensity! Then, suddenly, Master stopped, and led ellen off the runway and through the entrance. Time for the next piece of equipment. "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the last exhibit of the evening, and I believe the 'climax' of the show will be worthy of your attention!" ellen heard her Master as she waited just beyond the entrance. she was most uncomfortable. As ellen was pulled onto the runway, the audience gasped. she was bound on her back on a leather-covered platform fixed underneath the same metal frame as before, except a pulley arrangement had been attached to each corner of the top bar of the frame with cables running from each pulley to the corners of the platform above ellen's head. her arms were outstretched wide apart over her head and bound to eyelets screwed firmly to the platform. her pelvis was strapped down to the platform. her legs were pulled back over her head, and her ankles were strapped to each wrist. she was naked, and her pussy and asshole were widely displayed. she struggled to change her presentation somehow. The viewers could clearly see her asshole and pussy quiver in small spasms as she struggled. her swollen pussy lips were pulled wide apart, and her clit continued to peek out from its hood as if to mock her helplessness by inviting its stimulation. her breasts shifted slightly to each side, and jiggled as the platform with its bound beauty was pulled down the runway to the cheers of the viewing audience. Underneath her shoulders, attached to the platform, was a metal plate, and a matching metal plate was attached to her shoulders. "Ladies and gentlemen, this device is a test of will, strength, and endurance. It is very useful for slave training. I have one additional piece of equipment to install." Master showed the audience what appeared to be a large metal dildo with the customary depressed ring at the base. Attached to the base of the base of the dildo was a rod which split sharply into a "Y" piece at acute angles immediately as it exited the dildo. The bottom part of the "Y" ended in a wide base with a surrounding "female" lock nut. A similar "male" lock nut was attached to the platform just under ellen's ass. The top part of the "Y" extended about three inches and ended in a metal cup about 1/2 inch in diameter and which was lined with soft rubber. Master greased the dildo and inserted it slowly, among high- pitched short screams from ellen, into her asshole, stretching it widely. ellen knew it was secure within her as she felt her anal muscle "snap" around the ringed depression at the base. It would take more effort than mere straining to cause the dildo to come out. He then screwed the bottom "Y" into the base of the platform. When the device was inserted and secured, the top cup fitted tightly against ellen's clit, leaving her pussy empty, but hungry. Master then attached wide nipple clamps to ellen's tits. The clamps were attached by small coil wires to a box on the side of the frame which ellen had not noticed before. The box had an ominous-looking switch. she began to form some idea of what was in store for her! "Now, ladies and gentlemen, the equipment is ready for demonstration. As I mentioned earlier, this slave has earned three punishments. The clamps and paddling were the first. The tickling and whipping session was the second. This will be the third. After I turn on this switch, the slave must keep her shoulders off the platform. If the plates beneath her shoulders touch, the device covering her clit will begin to vibrate rapidly, giving the slave much pleasure. However, after a short but variable time, the vibrating will stop, and a series of five electric shocks will begin with increasing intensity in her asshole and in her tits. The shocks will be random. The slave will have no idea how long the pleasure will last, when the shocks will start, or where each shock will hit next. she will know that each one will be more intense than the previous one. Lifting her shoulders up off the plates will only stop the cycle from beginning again. Once the plates touch, there is nothing the slave can do to prevent at least one cycle of stimulation and shocks. If her shoulders allow the plates to touch for more than ten seconds, another cycle will follow the first. And another for each ten seconds after that. Therefore, it is certainly in the slave's best interest to not allow the plates to touch at all, and certainly for no more time than she can stand. Such a device puts the slave in control of her fate. Of course, given the position of the slave's arms, it will be very difficult for her to keep her shoulders off the platform indefinitely, or for long periods. And, of course, it will be very difficult for the slave to keep her back arched during the cycle of vibration and shocks. We should see a magnificent show! Oh, ellen, you might want to arch your back now, unless you want the first cycle to start immediately." ellen strained to arch her back off the platform watched in horror as Master cooly flipped the switch. There was a soft humming as the box came to life. After only a few seconds, ellen began to tire. her eyes widened as she felt her shoulders began to sag, and then, she felt the metal hit metal. she slumped briefly to await her fate, and then raised her shoulders again. It was only barely perceptable at first, but the vibrator against her clit began to increase its tempo, and its effect on her was not long in coming. As she became lost in ecstacy, her eyes rolled back and she began to make short grunting sounds. Suddenly, just as promised, the vibrations were gone and ellen felt the first shock on her left tit. It was quickly followed by one a bit stronger on her right tit. The one in her asshole followed, and was strong enough to make her yelp. The both tits, and the final shock in her asshole was a true jolt. ellen screamed as she tightened every muscle. After the last jolt, ellen slumped, and felt the metal hit metal again. Again the cycle began--vibration, shock, vibration shock. ellen seemed to be unable to keep her shoulders off the platform for any significant length of time. The timing of the vibrations was such that she never was allowed relief from her sexual tensions, and the force of the shocks and variable placement kept her in constant pleasurable and painful torment for several minutes. The Master abruptly flipped off the switch. ellen was sweating and seemed lost in a daze. Master flipped another switch, and the pulleys came to life. They pulled the head of the platform up, rotating it into a standing position. ellen found herself now hanging from her wrists and ankles eye to eye with Master. That also put her cock to cunt with the Master. Through her daze, ellen watched Master remove his thong pouch, and saw his enormous cock stand to attention. He removed the top part of the "Y", but left the dildo buried within ellen's asshole, and attached to the platform. ellen's pussy was well-lubricated and her clit was super-sensitive from the previous whipping and repeated vibrator activity. she was primed and ready, needing desparately to be relieved. "ellen. ELLEN! What do you need? What do you want me to do now?" she heard her Master ask. Through the haze, ellen knew she was about to be fucked right there on the runway. she was in a prime position and totally helpless. she needed relief, and didn't care anymore how she got it. "I need you to fuck me. Please fuck me." "I didn't hear you. THEY DIDN'T HEAR YOU!!" "FUCK MEEEEE!! PLLLEEEAAASSSEE FUCK ME!! NOW!! HERE!!" Master approached ellen, allowing the tip of His cock to barely touch the gaping wet entrance to her tunnel. He kissed her longingly as she vainly attempted to move her hips to slide up his shaft. As He kissed her, He entered her very slowly, driving her crazy with anticipation. As His full shaft filled her cunt, she could fill the twin cocks in both holes, one real, the other artificial, but the sensations were overwhelming. she breathed pantingly through her nostrils as Master began His in and out motions more rapidly. His kiss continued uninterrupted, and He continued his rapid pumping action. As ellen began to climax, Master reached up with both hands and began to tickle ellen's soles violently, rapidly running his fingers down the backs of her legs, up the ribs, sides of the breasts, and back to the feet again. Round and round. The intense stimulation of twin cocks filling both holes, the pumping action slamming against her supersensitive clit, and the unending tickling was finally more than ellen could stand. A shuddering climax hit her, quickly followed by another. Master did not stop, but continued His barrage of stimulations. As several more climaxes hit ellen, she began to scream almost constantly. Pleasure was once again becoming painful. Finally Master came, and ellen was hit with a final climax as He ground His pelvis against her clit a final time! The audience roared its approval. ellen was forced to remain in her ignoble position as the club leader came up on the runway to congratulate Master on His performance and staging, and on His ability to train his slave. As ellen heard the leader proclaim their admittance to the club, she could hardly contain her added excitement as she tried to imagine what they might learn from other members' performances. she also wondered with anticipation and facination just what her Master could come up with for her next performance. |