Her mind was fuzzy, the last thing she remembered was going to bed with her husband; they'd had a fight and they'd gone to bed mad at each other, which was unusual. Now she was waking up groggy, she was obviously blindfolded, and she was as naked as the day she was born. She was gagged with a large fake phallus that went rather far into her throat, not far enough to trigger her gag reflex, but definitely far enough to prevent her from making a sound. She was bound tightly, her arms bound together at her wrists and elbows behind her. She was straddling something, it was phallic in nature, obviously made of rubber, it felt rather large inside her, which sent a sick chill down her spine. The way her clitoris was pressed up against the saddle like device worried her, it felt bumpy against her most sensitive of spots.
The room she was in was quiet, eerily so; the air was warm, comfortably warm, warm enough so that her bare flesh wouldn't chill in the harsh air. The room was so quiet, it was almost like she was inside an soundproof room. Suddenly Sarah felt a hand ghost over the bare skin on her smooth, toned, shoulder blades. She hadn't heard the person come in, the sensory deprivation was disorienting.
"Welcome Agent Walker, glad you could join us," came a chillingly robotic voice; she moved to talk, but all that came out were muffled sounds, unintelligible. "Don't try and speak, you'll only be wasting your time; we don't care about what you have to say anyway," the robotic voice said mockingly. Sarah thought about who could have captured her and her mind instantly came up with fifty different people. The question was, who of them could put something like this together?
"Wonder who we are? Where
you
are? I'm afraid you can't know those answers. I promise you; you'll have fun regardless," the robotic voice said to her, now circling her. There were a few moments of silence, she couldn't hear any movement around her. Suddenly, Sarah felt two gloved hands groping her breasts, teasing her sensitive nipples, damn her sensitive little buds. She hissed in surprise at the shock of suddenly being groped; she growled at the intrusive hands pawing at her and tried to move away, but found that the second her center lifted off of the saddle, a searing electric shock coursed through her, starting on the soles of her feet and streaking through her from there. Sarah shrieked in pain and sat back down, panting hard, her mind flooded with panicked fear.
"Oh, did I forget to mention that? If you try to stand up off the device, you'll get hurt, badly. You wouldn't be able to stand much anyway, but just in case you try to give yourself any breaks, just don't; because the pain only gets worse from here." As Sarah heard the robotic voice laugh at her moans of pain from the shock, she felt the hands return to her breasts once again, this time focusing solely on her nipples. Oh god, her nipples were so sensitive; how'd they know that? She didn't want to enjoy the sensation, but the moan she let escape was genuine, and the chuckle she heard from the voice told her they enjoyed her begrudgingly admitting that it felt good.
"So proud, so headstrong, don't worry, Agent Walker; you'll be feeling a whole lot better than this in no time." Once the voice finished taunting her, she felt the hands leave her nipples and she sadly moaned at the absence of stimulation. Damn her sensitive nipples, making her mind lose focus.
Sarah shook her head to clear her mind of distractions, but the newly found focus was short lived when she heard the click of a switch and then heard the robotic voice once again.
"That's it, Agent Walker, just try and focus; because you've got a reputation as such a focused agent, how about something to challenge that focus?" the voice teased before another switch clicked. Instantly Sarah yelped as she felt the phallus inside her center, the one that was attached to the saddle, start spinning around inside her. It wasn't a perfectly balanced rotation, so the phallus deviated a few degrees one way or the other inside her every time in spun around and around. Instantly, Sarah's mind told her to stand up off of the spinning device, as soon as she did, she was shocked again, worse than last time. Sarah shrieked and planted herself firmly down on the phallus, the lesson well and truly learned at this point.
The spinning inside her center was starting to get to her, but she was going to be strong and resist this sick BS from her captors. She could hear her robotic captor laughing at her determination, but she was blocking him out and focusing on shutting out the pleasurable sensations. The spinning dildo was so deep inside her, so thick, so hard, it was hitting all of the right spots, but Sarah Bartowski was the best and she was going to overcome this. Her husband would be here before too long to save her, then she'd have a ball kicking this sick fuck's ass.
"So proud, you look so determined to resist, but we both know you can't hold out forever," the voice said before Sarah heard a third click. When the vibrations started Sarah simply whimpered in despair, how would she resist all of this? Thinking quickly, Sarah leaned back so her sensitive clitoris wasn't affected by the vibrating devil contraption. Sadly, she couldn't avoid the vibrating anywhere else, so the pleasurable vibrations shooting up her spine through the spinning dildo were having a tremendous effect. Sarah felt her center quiver once; she had to focus on things other than how good it felt, she had to focus on other things... like Jeffster! Sarah thought about Jeffster and at first it appeared to be working as her disgusted mind blocked out the pleasurable sensations. When a hand appeared on her back and forcefully pushed her back fully onto the saddle, back into the proper position, that plan fell apart. In a flash her mind was focused solely on the pleasure as her poor sensitive little love button was bombarded with glorious vibrations.
"I saw what you were doing; trying to prevent your little clit from having any fun. Shame on you Agent Walker, trying to cheat at my game," the voice said into her ear as Sarah simply sat there on the dildo, mewling and grinding into the pleasure; her body would shake and quake from the sensations every once in a while, but most often she was still. Overwhelmed by her mission to block out the pleasure, Sarah thought about anything and everything gross and vile, but it wouldn't work, the devil contraption between her thighs punched right through her defenses.
"Still fighting I see; well then I'll just have to up my game I guess," the voice said cockily, she could hear the smirk in his robot voice and it grated on her frayed nerves. She didn't hear him move away, but moments later she felt the intensity inside her increase. The dildo was spinning twice, maybe three times as fast, pummeling her insides with amazing sensations. The vibrations, the little teases of delight that they were, increased dramatically, pulling her effortlessly towards the edge, beckoning her ever closer to that delicious peak that part of her so desired. The grinding motions her hips were making into the device, the moans she made around the dildo down her throat, all of it increased along with the pleasure. She knew it wouldn't be long before she was giving in, but she was going to hold out as long as possible, if only for her pride. Sarah Bartowski wasn't going to give these pigs the satisfaction of turning her into some sex crazed zombie!
