Again, that slightly odd phrasing drew my attention.
He ushered us towards the adjoining door and led us through into a large dining room. Oak panelling surrounding the walls with polished wood on the floor. The table was large and already laid. I involuntarily stopped and gasped as I took in the spectacle in front of us.
There was a centre piece on the table. A naked girl on all fours but leaning down on her forearms. There were straps holding her around her wrists and elbows and also behind her knees and ankles. She seemed about 30 years old, slim with largish breasts.
A large dildo was sticking up from the table and the girls mouth had been forced around it. She had on a full rubber, skin tight mask around her head, slick, black and shiny. There was a hole for her nose and mouth and a metal ring was attached to the top of the head area. This was strapped down to the table, so that this dildo was held in her mouth with no possibility of removal. A small amount of reddish hair showed from under the mask, the only hint of the individual within.
A man I hadn't seen before appeared at the table and placed a large metal box directly behind her. Two metal rods were attached through holes in the box's side, one above one below. Two large dildos were attached to the ends of these. They looked to be black plastic but shaped as if 5 or 6 egg shapes had all been connected together in line. The first egg appeared to be about the size of a ping pong ball with each behind it becoming progressively larger until the last was about the size of a satsuma.
He drizzled an oil down the cleft between her buttocks and massaged this into both her pussy and, using a finger, into her anus, as he he did so she rocked gently against his fingers.
I was shocked. I glanced at Ron but he very gently shook his head as if to indicate not to make a fuss. I wasn't sure I was happy about this but it was his client after all and could be worth a lot, it was also the first time I had ever seen something like this and a little tiny part of my brain was urging me to stay and watch. The man then used two fingers to open her anus further. She was moaning and wriggling against her bonds but she was very clearly held fast.
He then placed the tips of both dildos against each of her holes and when she appeared to relax he slid them forward, the one sliding slowly forward into her anus stretching that little ring of muscle wide before slipping quickly in as it narrowed. She moaned against that phallus in her mouth and I could sympathise, the very thought of that was enough to make me wince. That tight ring of muscle closed around it but still held maybe an inch wide between the two egg shaped bulges. She was now very still in her bonds as if to concentrate on minimising any discomfort. The dildo below slipped in more easily but still caused her pussy lips to widen and close in a repeating rhythm.
Five of these eggs were pushed in gradually until the last splayed both her holes wide. We were standing to one side but also slightly towards her rear so had a completely open view.
The box behind her was slowly maneuvered forward until it was clear that this was as deep as these would be allowed to enter her. The man then cranked a large fly wheel on the side of the box and the rods disappeared back into it whilst drawing the dildos out from her straining holes. At the point where only one egg remained in her he grunted an acknowledgement and lifted a thin bar from the table top directly beneath her stomach and placed it so that she could not move her hips any further forward, trapping her on both these intruders. He then made one final adjustment. On one rod only, he pushed forward until she was fully impaled on it, her pussy held wide on the last and widest part.
It was bizarre, He carried out these duties as if he were merely adjusting a machine, no indication that she was a living, feeling woman crossed his face or altered his slow calm demeanour. He appeared implacable, nothing would alter his given task regardless of her concerns.
There were two strange narrow, clear plastic cups below her chest, approximately 4" wide at their tops. He moved to raise these so that her nipples rested gently inside the rims of each. She couldn't withdraw due to the ring on her hood holding her down. Even when she arched her back away her rebellious breasts just hung down and he calmly raised the beakers until they were just touching the flesh around each nipple. He used a little more oil and circled the rims of these beakers. Julie could not figure out what this odd contrivance was for until the man casually clicked a switch on the table and the woman's nipples were gradually pulled into those glasses, distending under a suction obviously applied at their base. She made a strangled sound as the flesh of her breasts flowed down into those vessels, taking on a weird almost fantastical shape before the suction released and both breasts slid back up and out leaving just the nipples hanging down into the glasses again. The woman was grunting onto the dildo fixed in her mouth. The nipples though were now bigger than before.
The man then activated the box to her rear and both dildos very slowly began to move, one in, one out. So slowly was the motion that the effects were almost mesmerising to those watching.
Her tiny ring was stretched wider and wider. Julie realised that she was holding her breath, her gaze locked on the dildo forcing its way into her tiny hole. Shocked, she thought that it couldn't possibly stretch any wider when, as if it had reached a peak, it more rapidly squeezed back together, sliding down the narrower valley, as the smaller side of the egg was reached.
The lower dildo pushed inwards, again, so slowly, stretching and also rubbing the thin dividing skin between anus and vagina. The lips of her vulva were drawn inwards with each egg and almost popping back out as each wider part was drawn inside.
The woman shuddered, a quivering running through her buttocks and thighs, her breath coming in long hard draws.
The suction to her breasts continued. There was a pause between each draw, er breasts being released but then the skin formed a seal around those rims and once more the inexorable pull dragged her nipples downwards. They were enlarging and swelling even as they were distorted against the glass.
Julie found herself wondering how she could focus on all the different sensations or was her mind flicking from one to another. In one awareness it was her anus stretching wider and wider, believing that it couldn't stretch any further before suddenly reaching a peak and sliding back towards closure. Stretching wide once more, burning and relaxing back. Then there was the feeling of her pussy stretching and relaxing as the eggs pushed deep and deeper. Now she imagined the woman's focus was her mouth, wide and wrapped around that big phallus, the head forced into her mouth and unable to withdraw, her lips surrounding that vein wrapped shaft.
Julie followed her imagined sensations becoming wrapped and intertwined in her own and the woman's feelings. Her breasts, stretching, pulled and pulled, the slippery glass touching all the skin so differently from any other sensation, the massive suction dragging her nipples downwards and then the sliding release as they pulled back up and rested against the rims once more. Her breasts or the woman's, she was almost unsure.
A low cough sounded to Julie's left making her jump, dragging her attention back to her own situation. Charles, staring at her, indicated that they be seated. With reluctance she drew her eyes away from the woman and sat.
They were served with a starter of pate and small toast. They surrounded the woman, talking over and around her.
"I wonder if she hears us?" Julie thought. "Is she so wrapped up in her world that all else is blocked out. The high level of sensation preventing any further information being accepted."
She is just left to ride those slow moving dildos, rolling in and out of her with no change of speed. Mute to any consideration of their victim.
The conversation was mainly instigated by Charles who spoke as if the woman was not there and nothing out of the ordinary was occurring. He touched on their mutual business interests and the financial state of the Country to which Ron tried to make reasonable and sensible replies, though he stuttered a few times, she noticed. Julie barely ate, sipping more often on the regularly refilled glass as she sat so close to the woman that her arousal could easily be smelled. She was dimly aware through a slight mental haze that her own may be noticeable if she wasn't careful.
At the end of the first course glasses were again refilled and the dildo moving in and out suddenly stopped. Conversation paused at this and Charles smiled as Julie and Ron stared at the woman in anticipation of what may be about to happen.
The woman was held just as her anal ring was starting to widen. The wider part of that dildo pulling her ring out and away from her body making an obscure and slightly obscene tableau . She was still, panting against that phallus in her mouth. Her breasts continued in their sucking and release. Julie tried to imagine the feeling this must be causing, her nipples untouched but now engorged. Was it a tugging pull, a pleasure over the whole breast or was it painful, it didn't appear so as, with no other movements assaulting her she seemed to almost dip her back into the pull as if enjoying the sensation.
Our host indicated to Ron to open a small case in front of him. He did so and there was a small multi tailed whip inside, the tails about 12" long. It was too short for any great weight to be put behind it; it must be for a different purpose.
"Ron, I want you to use that upon her buttocks. Focus your attention between them and if you strike her anus, so much the better. I would like that ring sensitised and struck repeatedly before those rods begin again." Charles said this without a trace of emotion in his voice, as if he merely were reading from a book. This, then, must be why the rods had stopped where they were, with her ring distended and exposed.
Ron glanced briefly at me and I tried to gesture that it was up to him without our host noticing.
Ron did not even need to stand but he swished the whip in circles to get a feel for it. He then flung the tails forward and they connected with her buttocks. The tails were thin and were knotted every few inches. A little red mark was left on her skin.
Julie jerked back slightly, her imagined link to the woman now so intense that she almost felt the blow herself.
