Performance Time

 

            “Is everything ready?” I asked you, looking over at the metal table in the center of the room.

            “Yes. Hey, baby, are you sure you want to do this?”

            “If you don't want me to, i won't. But yes, I really really want to.” We'd spent about three years together so far, so we've already had plenty of sexual activity. By now you've come to realize what i like, and vise-versa. Ever since I had told you this particular fantasy, you had wanted to make it real for me. The last few months of preparation have winded down, resulting in this day.

            “No, its not that, its just, well, I wanted to be completely sure your okay with your exposure.”

            “Haven't we been planning this for a month now? You were the one who brought up the idea in the first place to boot.”

            “Alright, Fine, but once I start, don't you dare tell me 'no'.”

            “I won't.” I wrapped my arms around you and give you a kiss. “Thank you for doing all this for me.”

            You kiss me back, slightly harder. “Of course. Now, strip.” You commanded.

            I turn my back to you a slide my shirt up off my stomach, breasts, shoulders, then completely off. I pull my hair to one side of my neck, silently asking you to unhook my bra and you comply. I unbutton my jeans and slide them off my firm hips, followed by my underwear. You take one of your hands and run it along my curved body, something you've done a million times before and a million different situations. This time it was slightly different. Almost in admiration rather then possession. I noticed the change but decided not to say anything. I turn back around, connecting my wrists behind my back. You grab some rope from the metal center piece and tie them together tightly, wrapping the rope around the front to encircle and highlight my breasts. Pulling on one elbow, you led me to the table, pushing most of the other artifacts aside, and got up, sitting between my knees. Pulling on ankle up, you hooked it high onto a spreader bar, clamping my ankle tightly, then do the same to the other ankle.

            I'm starting to shake with the impending excitement of whats to come, along with some feelings of fear, now that I'm not able to move. “You're sure you wanted all three?”

            “Honestly, no. I only suggested in my ass for you, because you like it. I want to please you, and our audience.” A smile came to your face as you picked up a large dildo, fairly short, but with a large diameter, about two inches. You pressed that between my teeth and strapped it tightly to the back of my head. “Can you breathe? Everything is alright?” I nodded my head in reply as you picked up another dildo, this one long and slender with a very long cord coming out the end of it so it wouldn't get all sucked up by contractions. This one you lubricated up with some jelly, and press it into my ass. I moan and my body retracted as you pushed it up. You pick up the last dildo, this one a combination of both the other two, being long, thick and ebbed and forcefully shove it in my already soaking cunt. Then the belt was put on. You fastened it tightly around my waist, then brought the tail of it around under my, pressing the dildos in even further and making sure they wouldn't move.

            These dildos all vibrate, but not yet. You checked to be sure they are all hooked up to the control panel That i designed because of my computer engineering skills. You make sure all the dials are set on the lowest setting, but keep them all off for the moment. Meanwhile, I feel stuffed seeing you  turn your back on me, even for a minute. It's killing me, that I can't move, i can't do anything to get any kind of relief. And that I know there will be more then enough coming up, only increases my need to get some now.

            You come over to me again, rubbing your hand up my stomach, smiling at my reaction. I just realized how heart broken you must be. This was such a stupid request, and it hurts you so much, I suddenly felt horrible. You give me a kiss on the forehead, before wrapping a blind fold around my eyes. You left the room, I assumed, since I heard footsteps leading away from me, and the clicking of the door shutting.

            I can barely see, I can't move or feel anything, and the strong stench of my own sex seems to fill my nostrils and the room. The only thing I can taste is the large piece of rubber thats separating my jaw.  Somehow, it thrills me, though deep in my stomach I feel horrible at your emotional pain.

            With your absence, I tried to wiggle my way to relief, failing miserably. Then I heard several footsteps outside the door. It clicks open and I can hear a few gasps, but mostly just footsteps coming closer, and the shuffling of people trying to get a seat somewhere around me. On the control panel, you switch all the dildos on, but on the lowest setting. There's a hum as all three spring to live inside me, and I began to suck on the one inside my mouth and shake my ankles. The chains around them also begin to rattle.

            “Right now it is only on setting one, and it goes all the way up to ten. Believe me when I tell you this is what she wanted. You can tell because of how she plays with the toy in her mouth, and shakes in acceptance at the ones in her cunt and ass. Let's increase a just a little bit.” Only one knob is turned, the one for my pussy, and it feels like two levels. I squirmed more, as the sensation becomes slightly more painful. My whole body shook and the dildo in my mouth seems to be increased, by more then two notches, it seemed. I moan, loudly, trying to press my head further against the table as I'm stricken with an orgasm. Not mind-blowing, or very painful, but it felt so great at last. The one in my ass is now increased, by only one, I thought.

            “This panel here allows me to control the vibrations without touching her. Nearly kills her that no one will touch her when she needs it so bad right now. When your ready, feel free to come up and cum on her stomach.” There was some force in those last three words, I heard. I heard one person get up and come towards me. I could feel the body heat and the smell of a man was exuding from him and I knew he stood over me, his cock in hand, trying to jerk off. For a minute he didn't, but once my pussy-toy had been increased another level, it seemed easy.

            Each one increased another level. My pussy was on fire, it now being at level four, my ass at three and my mouth at five, I think. Still the only person who's said anything was you. “This belt allows the dildos to stay firmly in place. The wont budge no matter how hard she tries, no matter how wet she becomes.” The ass dildo is increased another notch and My squirms were made fresh again as I tried to twist free of the now pain/pleasure mix. Feeling the two dildos rub together though the thin wall, I have another orgasm, and I'm sure that my fluids are ready to start slipping out of my sex box. A few more people come up to me, one, smelling of a woman came to my left side, and I could hear her moans as she masturbated above me. When both hers and another mans cum lands on me at the same time, I have another orgasm, this time I know its leaking out of me.

            “Really quickly, lets catch her with a good shock.” You said, and I could only imagine what that might have been. For a fraction of a second, all the dildos are increased to maximum, then dropped back down. I instantly have another orgasm. I was thinking as I was tied there, shaking, 'oh God this is wonderful!' As the dildos are sent back to their last setting, I begin to furiously suck on the one in my mouth, tightening my pussy and ass around the other two. How I love this!

            I felt more people come up and cum on me, and the fact that I can't get to it kills me, and excites me even more. Steady, they were all raised higher and higher, My mouth-toy being the first one to reach ten, when it did, I couldn't help myself. I'd lost all track of how many orgasms I'd had, and how many I had received also eluded me.

            With my pussy only at seven, the one n my ass fully increased, causing me to buck and nearly scream. The pain was excruciating, and yet I Loved that it was making you, even if everything else I was doing wasn't. I wondered , if you had cummed on me yet or not. Though I hoped not, I couldn't imagine it would be possible with this sort of stimulation not to.

            I was sent again into pleasure and relief, but I knew it wasn't over. I had given up an hope that someone would touch me, or call out to me with something nasty or another. However, I felt a hand on my cheek. I knew if it wasn't you, you would have yelled at whomever had dared touch me, yet, in light of recent events, I wasn't so sure. The hand slipped behind my head, loosening the blindfold. Simultaneously, as my blind fold is removed, and I see you, Sweating, and no doubt in such a frenzy of passion, all you want to do is pound in to, the little pussy-ache becomes worse, much more severe. Once more I'm thrusted into orgasm, and i don't remember after that. Just, black.

            I had passed out, and when I came to, I had been completely released form all my bonds, and every toy, yet I could still feel something in my mouth. I sucked on it for a bit, and when I heard moans, I know it was the real thing, not some plastic imitation. I opened my eyes to a familiar sight, your pelvic region. My whole body ached, but for you, I kept going. It didn't take long, it seemed before long you also cummed in my mouth. You backed up off of me, and laid down on the metal tale, wrapping your arms around me. It felt warm, a free, and loving, exactly what I wanted now that  I had finished with my display.

            A quick scan of the room had told me that there was no one left, all the surrounding chairs either empty or tipped over. I wondered how many people would like to see that again, and that they were out of luck.

            You wrapped your arms around me and again kissed my forehead. I snuggled into your neck, but nothing else, My body felt so horribly abused. I know you didn't see it, but I smiled, and tired to say something, just three small, but true words. I'm still not sure if you heard me or not, I think I fell unconscious again after that.