Tamara's Extreme Bondage
Part 8
"You're going to be kept there in the silo for your introductory session for a
long time, Tamara." he stated unfeelingly. "Seeing as how it's nearly eleven pm
now, I'm going to put you on the automatic discipline program, then go up and
catch the news and hit the pit for the night. I'll be talking to you again in
the morning. Enjoy your first night here, Cheating Slave Girl." With that, her
headphones went completely silent and Tamara was alone in endless blackness and
utter silence, waiting, filled with near hysterical panic and dread of what was
to going to happen to her next. Above in the dungeon proper, her Master tapped
the 'Start' command for the programs that would train and discipline her into
the keyboard, then sat back and watched the large TV monitor with interest.
Inside the cloying blackness of her masks, far below, Tamara felt the first
horrifying stirrings of her Discipline Equipment. Her nipples began to tingle,
then suddenly; fierce, vibrating, pulsing, shocks coursed through the tender,
blood-engorged, needled penetrated and sensitive flesh. Her breasts and nipples,
already swollen with sensitizing blood, extruded even further outwards into the
small teat sucker cups at the tips of the tight breast confinements; pushing
deeply through, and past, the needle-rings so that they began a further
re-penetration. Within the mitts, her rubber-encased and isolated fingers
attempted to claw their way out of the dense foam surrounding them, frantically
trying to free themselves. Tamara screamed against the huge, totally efficient
plug in her mouth from the sudden, inescapable agony of the needling shocks,
even while it began to discipline her tongue and mouth with pulsing waves of
agonizing strength. Her legs flailed against the 'Bar and their short hobbling
wires, jerking spastically when she automatically tried to pull them as far up
as she could; attempting to curl into a foetal, protective ball. It was
impossible! Her ankle-cuffs were jerked to an immediate stop by their short
wires, driving both the plugs deeper yet, and waggling them madly around inside
her loins. She screamed in mindless utterly feminine distress, mindlessly
screaming while they twisted and jerked in response to the her own frenzied
kicking. The plug and clitoral electrodes seemed suddenly to ignite! Shocks
first twitched, then coursed with revolting pulses through her most sensitive
female flesh. Now, howling incoherently against her gag, she writhed and shook
herself dementedly while she was disciplined; but the punishment got much worse!
Her inner thighs started to shiver and jerk uncontrollably when more electrodes
came to life, making her spread her legs apart and jerk even more strongly on
her hobble wires! When her legs opened what little they were permitted by her
fastenings, the nubbin and electrodes of the clitoral stimulator button became
pressed even more deeply into the node of her femininity than they had before.
The little nubbin began to vibrate fiercely, rapidly driving her into shivering
and writhing fits of excitation and a wail of desire and arousal pushed up her
throat. The guardians in her collar reacted. A sizzling series of painful
electrical pulses were unleashed from either side of her clit, passing directly
through the now supersensitive nerve centre of sensual universe! The pain was
acute and totally unexpected, and she screeched with agony as her legs jerked
spastically against their restraints. It went on and on! Tamara knew then that
she had descended into the depths of a personal hell that permitted no respite
or release. Her Master followed his desires as though he were a slavish monk and
she knew that he would keep her here. In her loins, the fires and needlings of
electricity grew stronger and stronger. Her wild struggling and writhing,
bouncing there in isolation in mid-air, quickly disoriented her from whatever
grasp of her surroundings she had previously had; forcing her to concentrate her
full awareness on her torturing erogenous zones. The electro shocks changed
constantly in cadence and strength until she became a raving mad woman and then
passed out from the intense agony. Eventually Tamara came back to awareness; but
it was only to be assaulted again! With a slow and deliberate movement the huge
front plug embedded within her vagina partially withdrew itself, then slid
slowly back into her depths! It began to increase its tempo of thrusting and
withdrawal, until she felt as though her very core was the cylinder of some
bizarre engine of pressure, pain, and pleasure! Along its huge girth, soft yet
intrusive rubber fingers slipped sibilantly over that semi-mythical area known
as the 'G' spot, teasing her again to higher and higher planes of feminine
sexual arousal until she thought that she would go utterly crazy from the
turmoil of the sensations being forced into her mind. Tamara strained to remain
silent under the onslaught she was being subjected to, biting hard onto the deep
gag pad; but it was a hopeless attempt. She groaned, then screamed, as the
electronic sentinels attached to her throat and collar unleashed more punishing
electrical pulses through her clitoris and nipples! She couldn't stop her
screaming, and of course they built higher and higher until again she was riven
from awareness in an agony-illuminated burst of sensation. The next time she
woke, it was to experience another horrifying sensation. From the hollow plug
gripped by her anal sphincter, a flood of lukewarm water surged up into her
corset-compressed belly! She screamed raggedly again while her bowels filled,
causing a discomfort that she never realized could be felt, as she suffered the
first of many huge, forced enemas. Panting and gasping the oxygen-enriched air
pumped through her mask into her lungs, she bawled helplessly from the pain and
terror, unable to escape the intimate torturing; but there was even more to
come. Sensations so overwhelming, that she couldn't even name them. At the tips
of her breasts, the doubled hoses slowly began a pulsating suction and release
cycle on her ringed nipples and aureoles. At first the sensation was
astoundingly pleasurable; but the blood-engorged flesh quickly began to ache
fiercely from the strain of the throbbing vacuum being so callously and
continually applied. To add to her horror and discomfort, at the end of each
suction cycle, her nipples gradually retracted into the ring of evilly
penetrating needles! They inexorably transfixed her super-sensitive flesh,
wringing fresh, stifled screams from her steel and rubber-encased throat. That
though was nowhere near the final act of her breast's disciplining! Now, a
different set of options came into play! The nooses cinched around her breasts
against her chest wall were suddenly filled with high pressure air! They irised
closed around the bases of the fleshy masses, squeezing them painfully away from
her body and deeper into their rigid cups! From the outside, nothing appeared to
change; but within the cups, her breasts ballooned outwards into the expanding,
spiky liners! Her nipples were forced and sucked deeper and deeper pas the
guardian and torturing rings of needles! She felt as though her breasts were
slowly being severed from her body by the rubber nooses and they were so far
removed from sight and the ability of anyone to stop the process that she could
hardly stand the thought of what was happening to them, and to her! Suddenly,
vibrators buried within the two dildos and the one pressing against her clitoris
buzzed into a vibrating life, all at once, sending waves of incredible sexual
stimulation crashing through her already reeling mind. The sensations rose
higher and higher, mixing inextricably into the wash of flooding stimulation and
in the dungeon above he checked her blood pressure, breathing, and heart
monitors; glancing at the pulsing bar graphs on the screen that indicated her
brain activity, checking to see that her disciplining wasn't too severe, then he
secured the key-board. A moment later the door opened and closed behind him and
the room's lights flicked off. It was now just a quiet, black chamber, eerily
lit by small pulsing lights on the control panel in the desk, with an innocuous
rug at the centre. He locked the door and moved the concealing wall of tools
back into place. "No one will ever know." he thought with a smile as he climbed
the stairs to the main floor of the house. Below, in the steel-capped silo,
Tamara jerked and twisted insanely in her personal hell of blackness, trying
frantically to beg for release from her mind-shattering torments, while she was
assaulted again and again by the horrible devices locked onto and inside her
vulnerable, encased body. It was no use. She was utterly silenced and totally
concealed from an unknowing and uncaring world beyond. Despite her discomfort
and devastating pain, her masochism began to come to the fore while she was
slowly and irresistibly aroused by the pistoning of the plug, the throbbing of
the insidious vibrators and the constant stimulation of her breasts.
Automatically prevented from crying out her apologies and pleas for release; she
began to ride the demonic attacks on her mind and body, rising quickly to
orgasmic release. Everything suddenly stopped!!! For long moments she was left
hanging on the very edge of an incipient explosion of female pleasure, gasping
with exertion and frustration. Nothing happened. She could not get that final
kick to get herself to a climax! Tamara slowly recovered her senses within the
limitless blackness and silence of her suspension; but after some five minutes,
the low-level shocks and stimulation began once more. Under The Suit's gleaming
exterior, her already sensitized flesh responded rapidly to the renewed stimuli
and she was taken again to the pre-orgasmic plateau, suffering the intense
admixture of pain and pleasure even more thoroughly than she had the first time!
Unfortunately for her though, the computer monitored her carefully while she was
being conditioned by the continual stimulation /punishment regime. Time after
time it shut down the various inputs, just as she was ready to detonate; leaving
her to curse and scream frastratedly into her gag with trembling and then
whimpering desolation. This process continued unabated for long hours, until she
was crazed with a desperate need to achieve release, then finally, with a burst
of completely unendurable sensations, she was willingly forced over the edge to
a titanic orgasm.
