DID 6: Suzanne's Shocking Revenge. Part 1
Frankly, Kelly Ann was getting very sick of this.
For...what the sixth time? She found herself in the clutches of her evil Aunt Suzanne, who was bent on doing in her innocent niece to obtain the Vanderhilt family fortune. And this time her Aunt even had the audacity to try and do the deed in Kelly Ann's own palatial mansion!
And in one of Kelly Ann's favorite rooms, to boot: the music room!
The music room was beautifully decorated in a baroque, antique style. In one corner sat Kelly Ann's pride and joy, a giant grand piano and on the other side an expensive, antique harpsichord. It was in this room as a little girl Kelly Ann had learned to play the piano and several other musical instruments. The room even had a little stage for household performances.
The room was also sound proof, meaning that and screams for help Kelly Ann issued as her aunt's evil plan proceeded, would be useless.
It was on the music room's stage that Kelly Ann now was laying, stark naked. Well, at least partially laying. Her head was at the far end of the stage from the front edge, with her hands tied together above her head to a rope secured somewhere behind the back curtains of the platform. She was laying on her back with the polished, wooden surface of the stage beneath her as far down as midway between her nipples and her belly button. The rest of her body, below that, hung off the stage in midair, supported by her legs, which were spread in the shape of a shallow "V" by her ankles secured by two ropes hung from two pillars that flanked the stage. This arrangement seemed to be designed to display and make accessible the most vulnerable and sensitive of parts her lovely body: her soft inner thighs and the delicate flower of her girlhood.
"Well, here we are again!" cackled Suzanne, looking down at her suspended niece.
"How did you get in here!" Kelly Ann, asked. "We even hired a security expert, Fred Pinkington, to help us figure out ways to secure this house!"
"Ahhh yes," replied her aunt, "Mr. Pinkington is a renowned expert in that field, but he has an weakness when it comes to my field. I gave him a long, and expert blow job, and I'm afraid he spilled the beans on all the safety measures he'd installed for you at your mansion!"
"Don't you ever give up?" Kelly Ann, replied. "You've failed kill me the last five times, what makes you think you will succeed this time?"
Suzanne laughed. "Well, if first you don't succeed, try, try... a gun!" The woman whipped out revolver from the tight, black, leather outfit she was wearing, pointed it between Kelly Ann's breasts, and pulled the trigger.
Kelly Ann's heart stopped for a moment until she heard the click of the gun's hammer falling on an empty cylinder. The gun was unloaded.
"Got you that time!" Suzanne laughed manically, as she loaded the gun for real. "Don't worry, a bullet through the heart would be too good for you. Too fast. I got something special planned!"
There were two, large objects under sheets on either side of the stage. Suzanne walked to the one on Kelly's left and uncovered it. It was a squat, ugly looking box with dials and switches and a meter of some sort. Out of it came several wires with metal connections on the end.
"This is my new toy," Suzanne declared. "It uses that new fangled thing Mr. Edison discovered to power light bulbs: electricity. However, electricity can do more that provide light or power a fan. Did you know they are using it to execute prisoners? The last time you had me in jail my cellmate went to her grave dispatched by something they called 'The Electric Chair!'"
"It should have been you!" Kelly Ann declared, bravely.
"Well," replied her Aunt, "By the end of the night, my foolish niece, you will be one going to the great beyond, well before me courtesy of Mr. Edison's discovery!"
Suzanne picked up two of the wires and dragged them over to the stage. Sitting on the edge of the platform, she reached over into a bowl, grabbed and ice cube and began massaging Kelly Ann's left tit with it, paying special attention to the girl's nipple. Kelly Ann, against her will, felt it harden.
"This is a little trick I learned in Paris. The dancers there always make sure their nipples are erect before appearing topless on stage. It seems to be working well on you too," her aunt said.
" I always thought you had nice tits," Suzanne remarked. "And if you had gone along with my plan after your parents died and turned the fortune over to me, we could have had such fun together hosting orgies at the mansion here. I'm sure dozens of my male friends would have enjoyed your luscious body. But alas you gave yourself to that useless bodyguard of yours. I wonder where he's gotten too? Well, no matter, I'm sure he'll turn up."
After manipulating Kelly Ann's nipple till it was erect and hard, Suzanne took one of the wires that ended in a hollow metal cylinder just slightly larger than the girl's nipple, and slipped it over the tip of the girl's breast. To hold it in place, Suzanne tightened a tiny screw in the side of the cylinder, until it clamped tightly over the swollen, pink, nipple of the heiresses' tit. Suzanne then proceeded to do the same thing with the girl's other boob.
Next, the woman took another coil of wire from the machine and brought it over to where Kelly Ann's legs were spread open, exposing the delicate folds of her pussy. Gently stoking on the hood of her clit, Suzanne waited until the most delicate part of Kelly Ann's body had also become swollen and erect, and like the nipples, slipped a hollow metal cylinder over it and tightened the attached screw to clamp it is place.
Finally, her aunt, brought the thickest of the wires over to Kelly Ann's spread legs. This one ended in a gleaming metal phallus of impressive size. Peeling the girls pussy lips apart, Suzanne impaled Kelly Ann with the device. Fortunately, Suzanne's previous manipulation of the girl's clit had left Kelly Ann slippery enough that while the size of the device made her moan, the insertion was not painful.
Unlike a real cock, however, this artificial one had clips on the base that could be closed down on Kelly Ann's pussy lips, locking it in place, so that the girl would not be able to force the device out of her body.
"Now for the pièces de résistance," Suzanne giggled manically. She picked up a cone-shaped object with a thin base. A thick wire was attached to the bottom.