Her darkest nightmare fantasy

She had been invited. Her new boyfriend had tied her up a couple times, and they had both enjoyed the results. As he was finishing up last week, he reminded her of telling him about it. He teased her with a couple of details she had completely gone overboard on, as he'd been fingering her hogtied body on their first date.


Now, as she got out of the cab in the back of the mall, she could only see one door, back in the narrow gap between the buildings. She had been told it would be open, so she went in, gasping as the lights came up around her, the loud snick of the door locking behind her loud in the silence. The light from the ceiling illuminated the stocks in the center of the gloom. She came in a few steps and saw the lockers along the left wall, and put her clothes in one as she had been instructed, the key now on her left anklet.


She approached the big wooden contraption, saw places for her to stand on, and as instructed, stepped into them, feeling them sink a bit, then clamp her ankles tightly but not painfully. No padding, so the wood felt smooth to her skin and she shivered in anticipation. She remembered in time not to finger herself as she got wet.


Next the waist boards slid up behind her thighs, forcing her to squat. in front, there was only a silver bar for her to bend over while the torso panel slid down pinning her ass pointing it straight out the back of the contraption, a light puff of air sending more shivers through her soaking pussy. Her arms were caught under the elbows, wrists going over her head as more wooden panels slid into place. This panel made the top of a box, hands sticking up out of, head nestled ear-to-ear tightly sealing her hearing off, except for the sound of the blood pounding in her forearms.


The silver bar that held her elbows slid into her mouth, spreading her teeth wide, bent far back, teasing her gag reflex. She held firm. The face panel hinged down over her eyes and cuddled her cheekbones and closed with a click loud enough to hear through the silver bar's teeth contact. Breathing was the only thing she was able to do from here. Well, waggle fingers, which soon were being strapped in as well. To her astonishment, she also felt straps on her toes. She came without warning, slamming around in her tight little enclosure, screaming at the top of her lungs.


Both silver bars began to sting her skin and teeth with TENS jolts, which sent her even higher. still only her juices dripping from her pussy, and her mind started to scream for someone's big dick to fill it. Her gag would not let her do more than grunt the demand.


"I thought you might like my little toy." She heard him say once she recovered consciousness.

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