Liliane

Part 3

Liliane

Author - Nazgul

Part 3.

Half-time.

In the other room, Shirley and Mike took off their masks and looked at one
another.

"That was just great," said Shirley. "I wonder if her lips will ever go back to
the original size?"

"Personally I don't give a damn," replied her lover. "All I'm interested in is
the pain, making her scream, and getting good sales from the movie. But I must
admit she's pretty good, she's got a great body."

"Good lungs, too, she can certainly make a lot of noise. Just as well this place
is thoroughly sound-proofed."

"Yeah, but we'd better give her some time to recover, she was getting a bit
hoarse towards the end. What shall we do while we're waiting?"

Shirley looked at him, a malicious gleam in her eye.

"Let's play, and I might remind you that it's my turn to be top."

The pair of them were both sadistic and masochistic, and they took it in turn to
torture and fuck one another, though not, of course, as painfully as they did
their victims. Shirley had been waiting for this moment; last time they had
'played', Mike had given her a really hard time and she was dying to get her own
back.

Mike agreed, albeit with bad grace, his sadistic streak was far wider than the
masochistic one.

"So what are we going to do," he asked.

"You'll see soon enough." was all the reply he got.

She led him to the centre of the room and, reaching up, blindfolded him. Then
she fixed leather cuffs on his wrists and ankles. The wrist-cuffs she attached
to ropes hanging from two hooks set into a beam on the ceiling, and hauled them
up so that his arms stuck up, the hands about 3 feet apart. Other ropes were
attached to his ankles.

"OK, Mike, spread them," she ordered.

He shuffled his feet about eighteen inches apart.

Oh, common, Mike, you know better than that, SPREAD them!"

"Common, further!"

"Further!!"

Finally his legs were spread really wide, enough that the position was quite
uncomfortable; Mike was too proud to ask what came next - in any case, he knew
she wouldn't tell him - but he was feeling a little apprehensive. He knew very
well that he had been pretty rough with her the last time they had 'played', and
it was odds-on that she was going to get her own back. He felt the ropes at his
wrists tighten, until he was spread out in a large Y-shape.

"Open wide!", was the next command. He obediently opened his mouth, into which
Shirley promptly stuffed what looked like a black rubber bag with a tube
attached. Fixed to the tube was a strap, which she buckled behind his neck, so
that he couldn't spit out the contents of his mouth. The other end of the tube,
hanging down on a level with his nipples, was a black rubber inflator. She took
hold of it and squeezed it. Mike shook his head violently, he HATED inflatable
gags. Shirley took no notice, and pumped the ball a second time, and then a
third. Mike's cheeks started to bulge. She gave it one more squeeze and decided
that that would do.

The gag itself was very flexible rubber, shaped like a T, with a harder oval pad
at the front, where the tube entered it. The two arms of the T filled his
cheeks, stretching them uncomfortably. But what was worse was the upright stroke
of the T. This had ballooned up into the room of his mouth and then, not being
able to go any further, had started expanding down his throat, at the same time
pressing his tongue down into the bottom of his mouth. This caused a choking
sensation, he wanted to retch, but couldn't. Shirley knew this, she had tried
the gag out on herself beforehand, and she also knew that one more squeeze of
the inflator would cause him some pain. As it was, he was unable to make the
slightest sound, which was just what she wanted - no safe words for Mike this
time round!

Having checked to make sure that he was bound securely, she went to the corner
of the room and wheeled over a small table on which there were a series of
instruments. Reaching down, she picked up a length of nylon cord and wound it,
very tightly, round the base of his cock, between his groin and his balls. The
effect was to make his cock erect and start turning red, then purple, as it grew
bigger and bigger. Next came a belt, which she fastened around his waist and
then pulled as tight as she could get it.

Giggling to herself, she placed her first finger and thumb round his ball sac
and started squeezing, until his balls were squashed tightly into the end of it,
the skin stretched shiny over them. Another cord replaced her finger and thumb,
tied fairly tight. From the table she took a pair of TENS carbon rubber stick
pads and pasted them onto his balls. Another pair of pads were slapped onto the
cheeks of his ass. She stood back to get a good look at him. His cock, now
swollen to full size, and a bit more, was sticking up proudly, absolutely rigid.
His balls, separated from his body by the turns of cord, dangled low, the
electric wires from the pads dragging on the concrete floor.

Next came the condom. But this was not an ordinary one, it was something she had
found on the Net and ordered. Inside the head were two miniature carbon rubber
pads, sited so that they would be in contact with his helmet when it was put on
him. Two very fine, flat insulated wires ran down the inside of the rubber, to
end in a single connector. She carefully unrolled the condom onto his cock,
making sure to pull it down hard so as to ensure the best possible contact
between the pads and the tip of his cock.

Mike, of course, being blindfolded, couldn't see what she was doing, couldn't
feel what she was doing, because the tension in his bloated cock over-ruled
other feeling, and in addition he couldn't ask or protest, because of the very
efficient gag. He couldn't move, either, so he just stood and took it.

The last item was an inflatable butt plug, with a shiny chrome collar at the
base of it. Pulling on a rubber glove, she spread some K-Y jelly on two fingers
and shoved one of them into his anus. He tried to resist the penetration, to no
avail, the super-slippery finger just slid in, despite his efforts; Shirley
wiggled her finger around, pulling and tugging until the muscle relaxed enough
for to get the second finger in beside the first one. Working them around some
more, she got him opened up enough to slide the plug, also covered with K-Y,
into his rectum. It was stopped from going right in by a rubber flange, just
below the metal collar, from which hung yet another insulated wire. Grabbing the
inflator attached to the plug, she started squeezing. This was another new toy
she had recently discovered. The entire surface of the inflatable part was
covered with hundreds of moulded hard rubber spikes which, as the plug grew in
volume, dug into the walls of Mike's rectum. His hips started a circular
movement as he tried to get away from it. No good, of course. Shirley kept
pumping. The other particularity of this plug was that it could be pumped up to
about a litre in size, moving up his rectum as it swelled. The effect was like
that of an enema, but with much more pressure in his guts. It started to hurt,
then his stomach started cramping, and soon he was trying to yell around the
gag. Quite impossible, of course. When she had finished, the chrome collar was
pulled in hard against his anal ring.

Shirley was really enjoying herself, she would make the bastard pay for what he
had done to her last time! Finally, she pulled the end of the cord attached to
his balls between his legs and up through a ring attached to the back of the
belt. She pulled until his balls were lodged firmly in the crack of his ass and
his now enormous cock was pulled down until if was parallel with the floor.

Another table was pulled across the room until it stood just in front of Mike's
immobile figure. This one was a gynaecological table. Shirley climbed onto it,
lay down, and put her legs in the stirrups. She adjusted everything so that her
ass was right on the edge of the table, her feet were up around Mike's shoulders
and the wide-spread lips of her cunt were just in front of the head of his cock.
The table was a bit low, and a bit too far back. She got off it, moved it
forward, raised it a bit, then tried again. Perfect! As she slid into place, the
tip of his cock was lodged up tight against her vaginal opening, which was
already well-lubricated with the fluids that the anticipation of what was to
come had produced.

Getting back off the table, she put a small box on it and connected the various
wires from Mike's body to it. Going behind him, she slid a four-foot metal rod
into a hole in the floor, about a foot from his back, to the top of which was
attached a short length of thickish elastic shock cord.. She untied the cord
holding his balls to the belt and re-tied it to the shock cord, making sure that
his cock was still perfectly horizontal. Then she reduced the tension in the
cords holding his arms above his head, so that he would be able to rock his body
back and forth in a limited arc. In addition, another wire was connected from
the post to the box on the table.

Shirley hopped back onto the table and resumed her original position, checked
that his cock was in the right place, then pulled a belt tightly over her hips,
fastening herself securely to the table, and another just above the swell of her
breasts. She knew she would start trying to throw herself around when she
started to cum - it was something she could not  control - and she wanted to be
sure she stayed in position. Then she started talking.

"OK, big boy, now you get to do something you like, you fuck me. Only thing is,
Mike, this time I don't think that you are going to enjoy it very much, just
like I didn't last time you took me. You're going to fuck me, and you're going
to hurt yourself doing it. If you don't, I'll hurt you. You don't know, because
you're blindfolded, just what your situation is, so I'll tell you. I've got you
connected up to the same TENS  machine you used on me. One circuit is between
the cheeks of your ass and your balls. The other is between your anus and the
tip of your cock which, right now, is just at the entry to my cunt. All you have
to do to fuck me is to lunge forward. Your problem is that your balls, up
between the cheeks of your ass, are connect to a steel post by a length of shock
cord. If you do lunge forward, you'll put a quite considerable strain on your
balls, and that'll hurt. If you don't, you'll get zapped by the electricity, and
that will certainly hurt even more. Of course, you can hope to come, in which
case I'll stop the game. But I have to tell you that it is unlikely, 'cos I've
wrapped a cord very tightly round your cock and balls; that should keep you hard
and unsatisfied for a long time."

Mike, behind his blindfold and gag, was horrified. He had known, last time they
had played, that he had gone a bit far with Shirley, but he hadn't expected her
to get back at him like this. She had used the TENS on his balls before, but
only in play, and even then it had hurt like hell. This time it was obvious that
Shirley wasn't playing, she was out to get her own back.

"Here's the scenario," Shirley went on. "In a minute I am going to switch on the
TENS and start turning up the voltage. When I consider that you are hurting -
and I KNOW what you can take, from the last time I used it on you - I'm going to
turn it off. Then I'm going to turn it up 5% more, and switch control of it over
to this little box I have here on the table beside me. One minute after doing
that, the box will zap you, both circuits. The only way you can stop it is by
arcing forward and fucking me. But it goes further than that, Mike. The circuit
will only switch off if you pull hard enough on the shock cord with your balls!
That means you've got to go forward until your cock is as far as it will go into
my cunt. That way, you cut the power, and I get the full effect of your cock.
Then you'd better pull out quick, 'cos 3 seconds later, you get zapped again,
and you just repeat the performance. Only thing is, the box will jack up the
power very slightly after each stroke completed successfully. That's just to
avoid you getting used to the pain!" She giggled. "Of course, if you can keep up
the motion fast enough, the TENS will never turn on, but in that case you'll
have the shock cord to reckon with! I've set the machine to zap you for 15
minutes. That should give me time to cum at least twice. Then I inspect you, and
if you haven't cum, your punishment will be the same as mine, 15 seconds full
power!"

If Mike had been able to, he would have screamed at her. Full power would be
agonizing, more than he could take, but he would HAVE to take it! The cow!!

"One more thing, Mike. Don't worry about me getting shocked as well, you've got
a rubber condom on your cock, so I will be well insulated." At that, she laughed
out loud, boy, was he in for it!

"Now I am going to switch on the TENS and we'll see what happens!"

She turned the knob on the circuit between his ass and his balls, and, very
slowly, started to jack up the voltage. At first, Mike couldn't feel a thing.
Then a tingling feeling started on the cheeks of his ass, followed immediately
by the same sensation in his balls. As Shirley continued to turn the knob, the
feeling turned to one of burning, then it felt like someone was squeezing his
prized possessions. His hips rotated as he squirmed. Seeing this, Shirley
increased the voltage a tiny bit more, then started the other circuit humming.
This time the sensation manifested itself at first as an irritation in the ring
of muscle that made up his anus. It got stronger, until it turned into a burning
feeling. At the same time it felt as though someone was reaming out his urethra.
It got progressively worse, until he was jerking all over the place. Seeing this
Shirley stopped on that circuit, but turned up the cheeks/balls circuit a bit
more, since she knew very well that the two interacted, and that he would be now
feeling a bit less pain in his balls. Mike tried to yell through the gag, that
hurt!

Suddenly, the pain stopped.

"In sixty seconds from now, you get zapped, Mike. You know what you've got to do
to stop the pain, it's all up to you now."

Shirley's head dropped back onto the small pillow she had placed under it and
waited expectantly for the first thrust of Mike's big cock. This was going to be
great!

Mike stood trembling, waiting for the blast of pain that would signal the
beginning of his ordeal. And when it came, it was even worse than he had
expected. His anus exploded into a ring of white fire, whilst his cock felt like
he was pissing over broken glass! Instinctively he thrust his pelvis forward,
ramming his rigid cock into Shirley's expectant cunt. The latter was well
lubricated, so it slid in easily. Unfortunately for Mike, he was now caught
between the Devil and the deep blue sea, to coin a phrase. As he thrust forward,
the pain in his balls became much worse as the thick shock cord took up the
strain. It felt like they were being torn off! In a reflex action he rocked his
pelvis back, to take the strain off them. But he hadn't gone far enough, the
voltage continued to course through the most sensitive parts of his body and he
writhed in agony. Instinctively he thrust forward again, in an attempt to switch
off the machine. And he succeeded, but only at the expensive of what felt like
the beginning of castration! He heaved back, withdrawing his cock, and stood,
trembling like a leaf with the relief.

Zap! The voltage hit him again, worse than ever, and he lunged forward again,
yelling against the pain as he did so. Of course the gag prevented any noise
coming out of his mouth, but he was yelling anyway, he couldn't help himself.

All this time, Shirley was doing just fine! Mike's first thrust, cut off midway
by the pull on his balls, had not been very satisfactory. The second one, on the
other hand, had been just what she had planned. A full-blooded stroke, plunging
into her, opening her up, fill her - it was really a very big cock! - reaching
almost to her cervix. She tensed herself, waiting for the third one.

It came, and then the fourth, and the fifth. Mike could hardly feel the walls of
her slippery cunt gripping his organ because of the pain. Shirley, on the other
hand, just revelled in the feel of that big, hot cock ripping into her, starting
that lovely tingle in her belly, feeling it start to spread up, right through
her body. One hand went down to caress her clit, the other teased her nipples as
she groaned with pleasure, twisting and turning on the table against the
restraining straps.

Zap!

Zap!

Zap!

The pain from the TENS was getting more than Mike could bear, so he decided not
to wait for the zap, but to accelerate the motion, in order to prevent the
machine from switching on. This worked, but at the cost of a series of wrenching
tugs on his balls.

It worked for Shirley, too! As his cock pistoned in and out of her cunt, she
flung herself about on the table, yelling like a banshee with pleasure as her
orgasm approached. She came, and it was earth-shattering, lasting much longer
than usual as Mike, completely oblivious to her reaction, plunged into her again
and again, stimulating her, holding her on the high.

She came down off it and looked at the clock on the wall above Mike's head. 9
minutes, and he showed no signs of slackening off. Of course, his whole body was
covered with a glistening sheen of sweat from his efforts, and she could imagine
the pain her was in, which immediately turned her on again. The buzz started
over, and soon she was yelling her head off again as the pleasure coursed
through her.

The second orgasm was even better, if that were possible, than the first one.
Then time was up, and she switched off the machine. Mike didn't realise this,
and plunged on.

"Stop, Mike, it's finished!" she yelled at him. Mike stopped, and slumped in his
bonds, only the cords at his wrists keeping him upright. Despite his efforts, he
hadn't been able to keep the machine from hitting him from time to time, and his
anus felt like someone had stuck a curling iron into it and switched it on. It
burnt! His cock pulsed, wanting desperately to come, but unable to do so because
of the cords that restricted both it and his balls. As for the latter, he had
never known such pain in them. It felt as though someone had been trying to tear
them right off! And the pain was not only in his balls, his stomach ached like
he had been kicked repeatedly, and his back hurt from the effort of humping his
lover. At the same time the grossly inflated butt plug, compressing his guts,
was giving him hell. All in all, he was in a very sorry state!

Shirley lay on the table, replete. She had been well and truly fucked, her only
regret was that the cord had pulled Mike back out of her. She would have liked
to lay there for a while with the feel of that big, hot stiff cock inside her.
Never mind, it had been great while it lasted! And she still had the pleasurable
job of handing out Mike's punishment, because she was pretty sure he hadn't cum.

Getting down from the table, she undid the cord that help his balls up between
the cheeks of his ass. She examined the condom. Nope, he hadn't cum! Fantastic,
now she could punish him!

"Mike, I'm surprised at you. You're normally pretty randy, and here you are,
you've been fucking me for the past 15 minutes and you haven't even cum. I find
that pretty rotten - anyone would think you have gone off me or something. Now
I'm going to have to punish you!" She reached up and grabbed the inflator of the
gag, turning the release button so that a large part of the air hissed out. Mike
gurgled round the now partially deflated gag, but what he was saying was not
comprehensible.

"Sorry darling, me no understand what you say," she mocked him. "You're probably
asking me not to give you 15 seconds on full power." Mike nodded his head
vigorously. "Too bad, lover boy, you had no pity on me in the same
circumstances, so why should I let you off! Damn it, you couldn't even cum when
you fucked me! That's insulting! Don't worry, I'll give you 5 seconds at a time,
just like you did for me! And here it comes!!"

So saying, Shirley turned both circuits to maximum and pressed the button.
Mike's reaction was so strong that for a minute she thought he might break lose
from his bonds. His whole body contorted as the voltage tore through him,
straining at the cords that held him in position. A high-pitched, ululating
scream issued, somewhat muffled, around the gag. When she let go of the button,
he slumped in a boneless mass, only, almost at once, to start mouthing at her
again. Christ, another one of those would kill him, he was sure of it, and there
were not one but two to come!

Even as he was thinking this, Shirley hit the button again. He screamed, his
body trying to double up from the terrific pain in his balls, and at the same
time jutting forward with the pain and the fantastic need to come in his cock.
He screamed and screamed, pure, unintelligible noise, the chrome ring in his
anus seemingly white-hot. 5 seconds seemed like forever! She let go of the
button. And still he hadn't come, the cords held back the sperm.

Shirley was impressed, indeed half-frightened, by the violence of the
contortions, but for all that she wasn't going to let up. He had hurt her, it
was his turn to suffer.

Mike was scared. Quite apart from the pain, he was worried about permanent
effects, especially on his balls.

"Mike," she purred, "how are you doing, darling? I bet that hurt. It certainly
looked like it did! And you've still got one more to come, but you still haven't
cum." She giggled at her own play on words. "Maybe I should double this last
one, to help you?"

Mike shook his head violently, Good God, the bitch would kill him if she did
that! He wrenched futilely at his bonds, trying to get free, to no avail.

"Tell you what," she said. "You can have five seconds like that, or ten seconds
without the cords round your cock and balls. That way, maybe you will come.
Because if you don't, I'm just going to have to keep trying to help you!"

This really frightened him, if she kept on like this he was going to end up with
fried balls and a lose ass-hole!

"Nod once for five, twice for ten", she told him. Mike hesitated, he just
couldn't make up his mind. Five was bad, ten would be too much - but, on the
other hand, if he came, it would save him from more agony. He hesitated so long
that Shirley got fed up with waiting and gave him a one-second zap to help him
decide. His body arced, and then he nodded, twice.

"OK, ten it is. But, I want to see you come, just to be sure, so I'll just take
off the condom and give it to you in the balls."

Mike shook his head as hard as he could. If she eliminated one of the circuits,
the other would hurt even more, and the one she was proposing to use was already
the most painful one! But it was no good, he could feel her already fumbling
with his cock, peeling off the rubber. Then she untied his balls, and he groaned
with the pain of renewed sensation. Finally off came the tight cord from around
the base of his cock, which remained rigid.

"Thirty seconds and I hit the button, OK? And if you don't cum, next one lasts
15 seconds straight. I can't have my lover refusing to cum for me, now can I!"

Christ! Mike started counting, and when he got to 26 he braced himself. Shirley
saw this, and sadistically help off pressing the button. She waited until his
expectant body started to relax, then hit it.

The fact that Mike's balls were now hanging lose, instead of being under
tension, plus the absence of the other circuit, made the pain intolerable. His
mouth jerked open and he literally howled around the limp gag. His body arced
forward until it was as tense as a bowstring. And as he howled, he strained and
strained, trying to cum. His whole body wanted to cum, but he couldn't, the
voltage from the TENS was negating the muscular impulses that would have allowed
him, normally, to ejaculate.

"Cum, you bastard! CUM!! CUM!!!", he screamed into the gag, as the pain lanced
through him. He strained even more, a muscle wrenching rigidity that would have
ordinarily had him spurting all over the place. And still he couldn't cum!

Ten seconds is a long time when someone is suffering, and Mike was suffering. It
felt as though his balls were being crushed flat by a gigantic hand and, at the
same time, as though they were about to explode. And the pain went on, and on,
and on. And then, suddenly, it stopped, leaving Mike still straining for all he
was worth. That was when he came. Exploded would probably be a better
description. He felt the sperm rush up the tube in his cock and liberate itself
in a jet that must have spurted out over three feet. And that went on, and on,
too. He pulled back, then arced forward again, in his need to relief the urge.

Shirley watched, fascinated. She had never seen Mike cum before - usually, when
he did, it was inside her cunt, so she didn't see anything. In addition, she was
normally so wrapped up in the throes of her own orgasm that she didn't feel the
ejection very much either. This was something else, a succession of gobs of
sperm leaping out of his cock to fall on the ground feet in front of him.

Gradually, the orgasm died away, and Mike slumped in his bonds, empty, in more
ways than one. He had never felt so tired in his life. His ass-hole still
itched, his balls still ached, but the pain was dying away quickly, as though it
had never been. This is one of the effects of a TENS machine - it hurts like
hell, but there are few, if any, after-effects. He just hung there, quivering.

Shirley went round behind him and pressed herself up against him. Dimly he could
feel the warm rings in her nipples pressed hard against his back, her loins
cupping the cheeks of his ass. One hand came round and started massaging his
groin, just above the base of his cock. The other caressed his chest. The she
carefully unbuckled the strap behind his neck and pulled the gag out of his
mouth.

"Mike," she said softly, "are you mad at me? Remember, you gave me a real hard
time last time. Now we're quits."

He tried to speak, but his jaw muscles were sore from being locked open. Finally
he croaked:

"You bitch, Shirley, that really hurt! No, I'm not mad at you, I'm too tired to
be mad. Just untie me so that I can sit down."

Shirley loosened the cords holding his legs wide apart, then released one hand.
He put his arm over her shoulders, he was so weak he was afraid he wouldn't be
able to stand by himself. She released the other hand, then helped him to a
chair, where he sat down. Sat, and then leapt up with a cry. His balls were
still pretty sore, and he had trapped one between the seat and his thigh.
Finally he settled down and immediately started to feel better. Shirley brought
him a glass of red wine, which he drank greedily, then asked for another.

"Christ, that feels better. OK, now I'm going to take a nap for an hour, then
we'd better get back to Liliane, before she starts thinking we've forgotten
her!".

Shirley helped him get up and stumble over to a bed in the corner, where he
literally collapsed. It seemed to her that he was asleep almost before he was
stretched out. She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him. When he woke
up, he would be sore, and really pissed off. Poor Lilianne!