Readers Note: This story is a sequel to the story entitled "Big-O Machine" which is also hosted on this web site. It is recommended that a reader view the original story first before reading this sequel. As always, reader comments and suggestions are welcome.
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Things were getting a little dull one day so I decided it was time for another little bet between us. My idea was simple... let's have a contest to see who can give the most orgasms to the other person in an hour. When I asked if you were interested, you jumped at the challenge.
"Ok" I said. "But to make it interesting we have to have a little wager. How about the loser pays for a weekend in Vegas. "
"Sounds good to me" you said. "I'm not going to lose."
"Oh yeah" I said. "Remember this game allows one to use ANY means to get the other to have an orgasm. "This made you a little nervous, but what the hell you thought. Even the loser in this game gets the most orgasms... not a bad consolation prize!
"OK let's flip to see who gets to go first" I said. We flipped and I won. (... you expected otherwise?). You didn't seem very upset actually.
"Why don't you take a shower and get ready while I figure out how I might proceed with this little game" I said. "And by the way, you may want to make use of this new tube of shaving gel. I imagine that little bundle of Joy of yours is going to get quite a workout!"
"OK" you said giggling and strolled off confidently to the bathroom. When you came back into the bedroom, you had a bit of a startled look on your face... I had gotten the old dependable Big-O out of storage!
"Oh oh" was your reaction when you saw it. I think you were beginning to doubt your ability to avoid orgasms now that you had some idea what was in store for you. We had used it several times recently and you were becoming QUITE proficient in mastering its pleasures. In fact I think you were beginning to like this machine a little toooo much. I got that impression the last time we used it when you said " Oh damn... I fell off my toes again!" and you proceeded to have another mind blowing orgasm. But now you had to AVOID orgasms to win the game. This may be a little more difficult than you originally imagined!
"Shall we begin my dear?" I asked. "OK" you said apprehensively.
I took hold of your hands and your wrists as before and slowly pull them behind you, palm to palm, and tied them securely. As I placed you on the platform, your heels came to rest on two small metal boxes again and I slowly slid the saddle upward between your legs. It didn't take long to get you wet anymore... just the mention of the Big-O usually did it!
I then fastened the tiny nipple clamps to your breasts, just tight enough to hold on firmly, but not unusually tight. At the other end of the chain holding the nipple clamps were the usual weights that had been threaded through a tiny pulley protruding from the bar in front of you. Once I got you positioned exactly like I wanted, I told you to pull back on the nipple clamps to lift the light weights off the metal plate. I then told you to stand on your toes, rising your heels off of the plungers on the metal boxes beneath your heels. You did both of these things as before without hesitation.
"Now that I have a captive audience my love" I said "I must tell you about the modifications I've made to this machine under the 'any means possible' rules of this game!"
"What modifications!... What new rules!" you asked rather alarmingly.
"Now now my dear" I said. "I don't think you're quite in the position to be questioning a change here" "Let's just say I've made things a bit more... interesting for this bet"
You had no idea what I had in mind and were getting a little nervous.
"Let's review the goals here" I said. "It's your job to AVOID an orgasm from the Big-O and it will be my job to MAKE you have an orgasm" "A real test of wills don't you think" I said. "But I am going to give you a fighting chance."
"You see the way I figure it, in order to force you to have more and more orgasms, the stimulation required to achieve each successive orgasm will need to be greater and greater each time. The good news is that each orgasm will be a little more intense than the previous one. The bad news is in order to do that, the old axiom 'no pain... no gain' comes into play. Now you were really getting worried as to what I had in mind.
"You see each time you have an orgasm... the groundrules of the game will change slightly. As before, you still have to stay on your toes and keep the nipple weights from resting on the plate in order to prevent the Big-O from kicking in. This is the part you still have total control over. However, after each orgasm, three things will happen; 1) your nipple clamps will be tightened one quarter turn, 2) a three ounce weight will be added to the total weight pulling on your breasts and 3) I get to deliver one love swat with my trusty little ping pong paddle to that cute little ass of yours for every orgasm you have!
"What ping pong paddle!" you glared.
"Oh did I forget to mention that my dear" I snickered. "I figured you might need a little stronger incentive to stay on those toes before you succumb to the next orgasm level... and my custom paddle should do the trick!"
By now you were beginning to understand my plan for getting you to experience orgasm after orgasm. You wondered if you could take additional nipple torture and butt paddling each time you came. That factor, and the original bet, definitely gave you incentive to avoid orgasms if possible. On the other hand, the thought of greater and greater intensity orgasms was exciting you beyond your initial exceptions. You wondered to yourself how long you would hold out each time before the idea of imminent pleasure made you give in to the machine.
"Now let me explain the 2 minor technical modifications I've made to the Big-O." I said.
"Oh shit" you thought. You had forgotten about the modifications part!
I now want you to lean forward to allow the weights attached to your nipple clamps rest on the metal plate. " You quickly followed my instructions and the rigid "Joy stick" quickly sprang to life just as before. However you were still elevated on your toes so the clit extension was not yet doing its magic.
"Now slide back off of your toes, and rest your heels on the plungers on the metal boxes beneath your feet. " Your body and heels went back on the tiny plungers and the Big-O again increased in intensity... again just as before. Only this time the pedals holding your heels fell away completely putting your entire weight down on the vibrating Big-O! You had no way of stopping it by going back up on your toes! At the same time the nipple weight platter fell away so the tug on your nipples could not be reduced by setting the weights back on the platter. Your orgasm would be inevitable... and more intense every time because the intensity level of the Big-O would be raised each time you had an orgasm! And only I could shut the machine off!
Your eyes got as big as quarters after I finished my explanation. "Now let's review" I said. "Remember if the weights on your nipples became to heavy for you to bear, dropping them to the metal plate will relieve the tension but will cause the Big-O to kick in... at least to the first level without the clit vibrator. However once your legs get tired and you go off your tip toes and onto you heels, The Big-O will kick in at an ever increasing level... with the clit vibrator!"