Holiday Cheer · Part 2 (2/2)
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The pain rolled over her, wringing a gasp from her mouth, and she shuddered. At least the elf was patient, slowly pushing more and more of his cock into her ass, allowing her to try and relax. What had stretched her pussy out, though, felt like it was tearing her ass apart! Somehow, though, the pain seemed to latch on to the fading embers of her orgasm, lighting the flames anew. Anal always made her feel so whorish and used, and she flushed to think of what the elf was doing to her now.
For his part, the elf seemed oblivious to anything but the deep fucking he was giving her ass. Having buried his cock to the hilt, he was slowly withdrawing it until just the head rested inside, before pushing it back into her again. As she grew accustomed to him, he slowly increased the speed, relishing how her hot ass gripped his cock, and how she moaned and shuddered every time he was fully inside her.
Kate couldn’t stop herself from moving, her eyes closed as she felt him bury his cock deep inside her again. The angle was just enough so that she could feel him pushing against her g-spot on the way in, a tingle of pleasure magnified by the pain. She could feel the fires building inside of her, somewhere deeper than before. The rhythm of his strokes was like the bellows of a forge, fanning the coals to a white hot fury. Once more she found her body responding of its own accord, her hips tilting up to ease his penetration, her ass gripping painfully on his hard cock. Dimly she was aware of Cole’s grunts of pleasure, but her mind was focused solely on the edge of her oncoming orgasm.
She could feel it gathering speed now, the muscles of her stomach tightening, her pussy tingling in memory of its own brutal rape just minutes earlier. Cole buried his cock to the hilt in her ass in one brutal shove, and Kate screamed out as she felt his hot cum splash inside her, her orgasm crashing over her like an avalanche.
Kate felt the elf leaning over her on the table, resting on his outstretched arms. His warm breath washed over her naked back as he exhaled, momentarily winded from his exertions.
“Wow. I must say, Kate, you are a luscious fuck. This is the best Christmas Eve I’ve had in a long time.”
Kate simply moaned in reply, her head resting on the table, eyes closed. She couldn’t believe that she’d responded to his vicious rape with an orgasm. Twice! Her cheeks burned in humiliation. She felt the elf disentangle himself, stepping back to button up his pants.
“I’d love to stay and sample your charms again, sweet Kate, but you’re not the only girl on my list and I have only a few more hours left to work with. Before I go, though, there’s the slight matter of your punishment to take care of.”
Just as Kate registered the meaning of Cole’s words, she felt something cold pressing against the hot flesh of her ass, pushing inside her and arousing new echoes of pain from her recently abused flesh. Angrily she shouted into the gag, once again throwing herself against the tape binding which held her prisoner. Punishment?! You mean the rape wasn’t punishing enough?!
Cole ignored her, seating the massive plug deep in her ass. Kate moaned in relief as her tortured sphincter closed around the narrow base, feeling every inch of its smooth surface as it filled her.
“There, wouldn’t want you leaking all over the carpet. That’s the Elf Labs iPlug series 3 filling your ass up right now. High chrome stainless steel with a central rubber coated polymer core. That core serves to maximize the conductive surface area and provides a better all around experience. Plus it has a wireless remote. Here, let me demonstrate.”
Kate had no idea what Cole was talking about until he dialed the current of the plug up.
She shouted in surprise as the muscles of her ass contracted rhythmically, seeming to draw the plug deeper inside her and giving the same sensation as if she were being slowly fucked in the ass. Mercifully, it cut off after only a few seconds. Unfortunately she heard Cole digging through another one of the many pockets on his tactical vest, and she groaned, shaking her head.
“Oh stop, you know you’ve got one more hole that needs to be filled. And lucky for you
Elf Labs came out with their upgraded version 4.2 of the ever popular VPaCS. That’s
Vaginal Plug and Clit Stimulator.”
Cole held up a dildo colored in festive red and white candy cane striping. Kate’s eyes went wide, and once again she shook her head desperately. The monster had to be at least ten inches long and a good two inches around! She could never take that! Cole was ignoring her pleadings, though, proceeding to extol the virtues of the sex toy as if he were a door to door salesman trying to sell her a vacuum cleaner.
“See, the version three series was pneumatic, which is reliable and cheap, but ultimately suffers from a drop off in power and efficiency over the long term. So they went hydraulic with the version four.”
The elf clicked a few buttons on the bottom of the dildo, and was rewarded with a deep bass throbbing from the dildo. As Kate watched, a raised ring glided up the shaft beneath the silicon sheathing, disappearing when it reached the tip only to reappear at the base of the synthetic cock. Cole leaned in, turning the flanged base towards her so she could get a view of the inside of the clit stimulator. The plastic was formed in a mask of labia to allow it to fit snugly over her mons. In the narrow valley leading up towards her clit, she saw a row of tiny tongues lapping upwards, each disappearing when it reached the peak only to reappear at the base, ready to traverse the sensitive terrain of her flesh again.
Oh my God, thought Kate, that thing is going to drive me insane!
Once more her pleadings fell on deaf ears as Cole knelt behind her and slowly worked the dildo into her sopping pussy. Kate’s moans climbed higher and higher as her tender flesh stretched around the unforgiving plastic, until at last it was fully seated inside her, its wide plastic base pressed firmly against her clit and labia. Kate panted, afraid to breathe too deeply, her body stretched and filled painfully.
“All right, let’s get you wrapped up now.”
Cole’s cheerful, businesslike manner did nothing for Kate, and she prayed that he had no more nasty plans for her. Unfortunately, such was not the case. To her surprise, though, she felt the tape around her ankles being cut, dissolving away like sugar candy. Cole brought her legs together, eliciting another groan as both plugs pushed deeper inside of her. Then he was wrapping something around them both, pinning them tightly together.
“Genuine Elf Labs Wrapping Paper,” he explained in response to her muffled query, “accept no substitute. Cuts easily, conforms to any and all shapes of presents, tensile strength like Kevlar, hypoallergenic and biodegradable. Plus, this year’s stock is made from forty percent recycled paper!”
The paper wound up her legs, compressing them together within its colorful snowflake patterned grip. Cole did something to the tape binding her to the table, and it, too, dissolved into dust. Before she could stop him, though, he’d wound the paper around her midsection, trapping her arms at her sides. Desperately she tried to twist away from him but it was no use. In moments he’d completely mummified her, save for a thin swath around her eyes.
Hefting her over his shoulders, the tall elf carried her into the living room and laid her on the floor next to the tree. He tore off a small section of wrapping paper, using it to cover her feet, before he pulled a pair of red ribbon bows from another one of the pockets on his vest of torture.
Let me guess, genuine Elf Labs Ribbon Bows, perfect for accenting the helplessly bound damsel beneath the Christmas tree, thought Kate, glaring at the elf.
“Only half right,” smiled Cole as if he were reading her thoughts, “they’re Elf Labs
Nipple Bows version six special. I picked them out just for you, but instead of telling you, I’ll let you find out what’s special about them.”
Plucking the wrapping paper away from her breasts, Cole deftly snipped a circle over each nipple before peeling back the protective covers on each bow and placing it on
Kate’s nipples. For a moment nothing seemed to happen, then Kate squealed in surprise.
The bows were gently sucking on her nipples! Vainly she twisted back and forth, trying to dislodge them. Cole chuckled, turning towards her Christmas tree and doing something with the strand of lights plugged into the wall. Suddenly she felt the plug in her ass spring to life, once more giving her the feeling of being slowly, deeply fucked. Then the plug in her pussy started, the ring climbing inside of her wrung a startled gasp from her gagged lips, her back arching in response to the multitude of tiny tongues lapping at her clit.
Kate moaned, writhing helplessly within her prison as the devices inserted and attached to her body drove her relentlessly towards orgasm. Only dimly was she aware of Cole kneeling next to her, and of the merry twinkling of the strands of LED lights on her
Christmas tree. As abruptly as it started, everything stopped, leaving her gasping as the echoes of pleasure died away. She glanced up at Cole who grinned down at her, holding one final length of wrapping paper.
“Here’s where I say good night, sweet Kate. I’ve plugged your remote into the Christmas tree lights, so they’ll sparkle every time you’re turned on. The system is set to give you an orgasm once an hour, and the rest of the time it will vary between just enough to let you know its there and almost enough to get you off. Merry Christmas!”
And with that, the elf smoothed the last bit of wrapping paper over Kate’s unbelieving eyes, smothering the look of desperate helplessness that blossomed there as she understood just what kind of torture she was in for the rest of the night. Or however long it took someone to find her!
Desperately she squirmed around, trying in vain to loosen or escape her bindings. The paper, if it even was paper, held her in an inescapable cocoon. She could barely even bend her waist against its constriction! Piteously, she moaned, twisting her head around, trying to plead with Cole for some kind of mercy. Unknown to Kate, though, Cole was already gone, disappearing with the same suddenness as he’d arrived. The only evidence left behind of his visit was the helplessly bound and sexually tortured woman writhing beneath the festive lights of the holiday tree.
Kate wept in frustration, certain she was going mad. True to the elf’s word, the diabolical devices he left behind were doing their best to torture her. She didn’t know how many hours it had been, only that she’d been driven to the peak of howling passion, pushed beyond reason by relentless stimulation and her inescapable bondage. And in between those mind-numbing peaks was a haze of unmerciful sexual teasing, an maliciously playful assault on her sensitized body which left her begging wordlessly, hot tears of frustration tracking down her cheeks to dry salty and unheeded on her skin.
Even now she could feel them ramping up: the tiny tongues becoming more insistent against her clit, the dildo pulsing inside her with its devilish ring stroking the tender flesh of her pussy. And the massive plug in her ass, mercifully quiet for long stretches of time, came to life with throbbing insistence. Even exhausted as she was, she could feel her body respond, the relentless attention of the machines fanning the embers of her arousal into white heat.
“OOOOOOOOO,” Kate moaned, arching her back, feeling for the thousandth time the crushing grip of the bonds drawn tight around her that seemed to magnify the energies that ran rampant through her body. Desperately she tried to control herself, air whistling through her nose as she inhaled deeply. What brief respite she may have bought herself was lost as the diabolical devices ticked over to their next higher setting, once more driving her unstoppably closer to an orgasm which promised to be more powerful than all that came before.
The bows on her nipples alternated between powerful sucking and painful nibbles, the sensation rippling down her torso, amplifying what was happening to her clit and her pussy. It was too much for her to stop, her willpower sapped from hours spent fighting against the relentless machines. The wave of her orgasm swelled around her, fueled and amplified by the sensory loss imposed by her bondage. Higher and higher it crested, carrying her with it until she thought she might go mad from the anticipation.
Without warning, the dildos in her ass and pussy kicked up to the next higher setting, while simultaneously the two bows on her nipples executed their ‘special’ program.
Clamping down tightly, they expertly pierced her nipples with a horizontal gold bar. The sharp pain in conjunction with the extra stimulation brought Kate’s orgasm crashing down on her with the unstoppable force of an avalanche. Her entire body arched in tension, shaking with the tremendous release. Distantly she heard herself screaming in mindless pleasure, a sound that only ceased when the welcome darkness of unconsciousness claimed her.
Outside the window, the Christmas eve snow continued to drift down silently on the city, the lights of the tree inside twinkling softly in the darkness.
Kate awoke with a start, her hands clutching at the blanket covering her. Frantically she glanced around. She was lying on the couch beneath her favorite fuzzy blanket, the TV displaying the endless menu loop of her Sex and the City DVD. Putting a hand to her forehead she let out the breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. Whew! What a nightmare!
Rubbing the hand across her face, she shook her head at her crazy subconscious. That she’d conjure up an elf named Cole to punish her was laughable, although where all the bondage stuff came from she had no idea. Something was subtly wrong, though, and it was gradually making itself known to Kate. Instead of wearing her favorite pajamas like she’d been, she was naked as the day she was born. And her nipples were sore.
A cold dread coiled itself around her, and slowly she let the blanket drop away from her breasts, revealing the source of the soreness.
“Oh. My. God.”
Kate stared in amazed horror at the symmetrical piercings through her nipples, the delicate gold rods capped by red and green beads to complete the festive holiday color scheme. She could not dismiss the night as a dream now! Slowly, hesitantly, she lifted her fingers, brushing them across the tender piercings. Immediately, tiny shocks of pleasure radiated through her, and she shivered. Slowly, her lips curled into a smile.
Throwing off her blanket, she headed towards the bedroom.
Naughty girl, eh, Cole? Well, you haven’t seen anything yet.
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