A Race

Triana struggled helplessly against the tight leather cuffs securing her legs and arms. She was completely immobilized unless she could either find the key, or somehow struggle free. The gag in her mouth made it difficult to breath, and the leather hood over her head made her feel like a prisoner, which of course, she was.

The gag especially was humiliating, a large ball of rubber forced between her teeth rendering her incapable of anything except the most basic of moans and grunts. Worse still, she could do nothing to stop her saliva drooling from her mouth and dripping down over her naked body.

It was late and the night had been long. Triana had lost all track of time, not sure if it was even the same night. All she knew was that she had been kept chained on her bed for what felt like hours. Struggling again, but weaker now, she could only moan in frustration at her predicament. Her eyes went to the door, as a familiar figure entered her room.

"I see you are awake my dear," he said. "How are you feeling?"

Triana tried to answer him, but all she could do was mumble behind the rubber ball gag.

"I think you look about ready for the next phase. Let me set that up for you."

The man sat on the bed, and gripped her thighs tightly. Exhausted and helpless, Triana could do nothing but struggle in a token show of resistance.

"I like your spirit," he told her. "That will make it so much more enjoyable when you finally learn to obey me. But before we get to that, you need some rest."

The man produced a large, plastic device from his pocket, a remote control vibrator, and without hesitation he pushed it inside her pussy. It slid in smoothly without resistance making Triana gasp behind her gag. Two small offshoots from the main shaft of the dildo pushed tight against her clitoris, ready to stimulate her on her captors demand.

"We'll leave that in place while you rest," he said. "Just to keep you in the mood."

He pressed the control and the vibrator buzzed into life. The young woman could not stop herself from moaning and gasping. And just as soon as it had started, he released his hold on the control and the vibrations ceased.

"Good, that seems in place".

Turning away from the bed, he returned holding what looked like a pair on interconnected metal bands, a metal chastity belt. Struggling more fiercely now, Triana could still do nothing to stop him as he locked first the waist band and then the crotch band securely around her, pushing the remote control dildo even deeper and harder against her clit. Then with a last pull, she heard the belt lock fast with a loud click.

"There, that will keep you warm for a few hours at least," the man said. He stroked her legs again. "Now I'm sure you are thirsty. Let me fetch you a glass of water."

Reaching over he expertly released the ball gag and pulled it from between her lips.

"Please, let me go," Triana said. "I promise not to say anything. You can trust me."

"Trust you? I know very well that you would run straight to the police and tell them all about me, but that would not do you any good, and it certainly would not make my life any easier. Let us agree to not trust each other for the moment."

"Let me go, please"

"Well, since you asked so nicely, let's play a little game shall we. I will provide you with the keys to start unlocking yourself and the doors between you and the exit. If you can get outside, then you will be free to go."

"Yes, yes please. I promise to be good."

"There is one catch though. You have to be get outside before you orgasm. Understand?"

"Yes, yes I understand."

The man laughed.

"That should be interesting. We'll have fun later."

He replaced the ball gag in her mouth and the hood over her head and left the room. Returning a few moments later he carefully placed a ring of keys within reach of Triana's bound hands on the bed.

"But if you fail to escape before having an orgasm, I will keep you, and tie you up even tighter than you are now. Time starts now."

Abruptly, the man stood up and left and room. Triana grabbed the keys and with shaking hands started to look for the first key to unlock her arms. She managed to work the first cuff free and quickly moved onto the next one. Her ankles came free easily and the young woman rubbed her sore wrists. The crotch belt was another matter, it was impossible for her to reach around the back of her waist and find the correct key. As she struggled, the vibrator pushed deep into her pussy sprung into life and began to vibrate strongly.

"Oh God," Triana groaned.

She had no idea how long she would be left strapped up in the bondage gear, and decided it was best to escape while she had the chance. Feeling herself getting wet despite herself, she concentrated on unchaining herself from the bed. Success, the chains fell to the floor, she was free of the bed. Staggering towards the door, she turned the handle but the door was locked. Of course. She searched the key ring for the key to fit the lock. The vibrations inside her began to pulse rhythmically, making her muscles clench with every wave. She tried not to focus on the sensations, but they were strong and overwhelming.

"Damn it," she moaned.

With shaking hands she tried several keys before one finally slipped into the lock. Turning the lock she staggering out into the corridor, a landing with a staircase leading downwards. The vibrations were relentless now, pulsing and throbbing. She could feel her wetness, locked behind the chastity belt. Tugging helplessly at the edges of the belt, she could feel her self starting to build towards an orgasm.

"Fuck, no, no no" she moaned helplessly and she threw herself forward and down the stairs.

Somehow she stumbled the length of the stairs without falling and reached a wooden door, the front door.

"Thank god, please, let it be open," she cried.

It was locked. Fumbling again at the keyring, she almost laughed when she found the correct key. But just as she was about to insert it into the lock, and vibrator activated the two nubs pressed against her clit and began to vibrate back and froth between her pussy and her clit. Involuntarily she snatched the key back from the lock as her body tensed from the stimulation, sweat pouring from her skin as she fought against the waves of stimulation.

"Fuck, no!"

Making a final lunge, she somehow got the key into the lock again and turned it, pulling on the door. But it wouldn't move!! Looking at the door in shock, she noticed that there was a second lock further down the door that she had missed.

"Shit" she gasped as the vibrators worked her pussy and clit.

The pleasure was relentless, unstoppable. Hands shaking she dropped the keys onto the floor and grabbed at her breasts, her cruelly encased sex as her knees buckled and she slowly sank to the floor.

"No, no, no, fuck no", she moaned as the vibrators pushed her to the very edge.

"I can't, I can't" she panted helplessly.

"Fuck, let me cum. Please. I need to cum. Yes, yes, YES!!!! Arrrrrhhhhhhhhh! YEEESS!"

She screamed the last word as the biggest orgasm of her life smashed through her. A massive unstoppable wave of pleasure filling her body and mind, and robbing her of all sense and sanity.

Triana came to sometime later. She was back on the bed, back in the room. She could not move. Encased from head to toe to tight latex, a rubber corset around her waist, a high posture color holding her neck immobile, her arms locked behind her in a arm binder, her mouth filled with a large ball gag, secured to her head with a harness.

The man was there, gently stroking her hair and smiling at her.

"You lost", he said, before producing a black rubber hood and placing it over her head, zipping it tight and securing it with a lock.