Dave told her to stand on the bath towels he had spread on the floor. She looked confused but did what she was told. Then he told her to face all of the guests, and just go ahead and pee her pants. She was totally shocked at the suggestion! Everyone told her to go ahead, they wanted to see that. Alex fought that suggestion verbally and was told in no uncertain terms that she would stand there then holding it in, until she couldn't any longer. So she might as well get it over with. Alex's mouth hung wide open, and she looked for me and met my eyes, silently pleading to help her. I slowly shook my head yes, and she knew there would be no salvation from me. Never in a million years did she expect anything like this, and I watched, wondering if she would obey this deeply humiliating command to wet herself in front of eight men. At home, she would not even pee in front of me, let alone dressed in a roomful of men staring at her.
There was silence as everyone waited and watched her. She had to go so badly, I truly felt sorry for her, but wanted her to know this feeling of humiliation and obedience. She begged to no avail. Her legs squeezed together as tightly as she could, she was bent over with cramps, and she whimpered, but no one changed their minds. Everyone told her to just let it go, she had little choice, really. Dave pressed his fingers into her abdomen, and she lost control. Her pants were so tight that a wet spot began to form around her pelvic area, absorbed into the jeans before having any chance to run down her legs. The pants were just too tight, and it wasn't' long before they were soaked, and she cried quiet tears of shame. I felt so terrible for her, but she did not wink, and I knew she was still ok dealing with this, as hard as it was for her. Her face was scarlet with embarrassment, her head hung in shame. Everyone commented how wet she was, and asked her if she often peed herself in public like that. They drove the humiliation more deeply into her. She looked down at herself and saw how drenched her pants were, and the large dark area that was now showing. She said nothing, just stood there embarrassed and shamed. Dave suggested she might want to remain wet like that the rest of the evening, but Alex protested vehemently and begged to go to the bathroom to get out of her pants, but Dave forced her to remain for about twenty minutes more, so she could experience more humiliation. Finally she was released and scurried to the bath, peeled the wet jeans off and we heard the bath run. We also wondered how she would next cope with having no other clothes to wear.
She opened the door and asked for sweat pants or shorts, but Dave said there weren't any. She would have to come out as she is, with her little top and a towel wrapped around her waist. So she did. We all comforted her, and told her how much fun it was to watch her pee herself, and she blushed all over again. She tried not to think about it, I could tell. Dave called her and had her put her hands in front of her as he tied her wrists together securely with leather wrist cuffs, then led her to the center of the room where a hook was screwed into one of the ceiling wooden beams that decorated the room. He hooked a chain onto the ceiling hook and the other end onto her cuffs, as her wrists were pulled tightly over her head. She was able to stand this way, her wrists secured above her. She begged Dave to secure her towel, as it was working its way loose, and slipping off her hips. Everyone stared and silently prayed for the knot to give way. Dave ignored her and as she took one more breath, the knot released and the towel slipped down to her feet. She hung there, naked below the waist, and the little silk top half covering her breasts. She squeezed her thighs together and turned to face away from everyone, but they moved to encircle her, so however she turned, she was exposed to their leering. She found me in the crowd and saw me smiling, knowing how proud of her I always am when she exposes herself. Gorgeous doesn't do her body justice. The girl is a goddess of beauty and sensuality.
Then the guests moved closer and someone unbuttoned her top and pulled it up above her head, caught in the chain above, but out of the way. It kept slipping down over her head, so it was hung from the hook above, and now she was naked and vulnerable, stretched from head to toe. Hands reached out and caressed her flawless figure, running over every inch of her, and finally dipping into each of her three little holes. Her demeanor changed and her breathing became ragged. Fingers slid in and out of her every opening, gently encouraging her arousal. I couldn't help but grow extremely aroused watching this display. Alex moaned and had no ability to hide her excitement. Her hips twitched forward and rose to meet the invading fingers, slipping and sliding inside her intimate places. There wasn't a moment gone by that someone wasn't fondling her breasts, and rolling her hard little nipples between their fingers. Dave snapped tweezer clamps, which were connected with a chain, onto her nipples, and Alex winced at the sharp pain. A third tweezer clamp was then carefully attached to her clitoris, and it's chain attached to the nipple clamps chain. The tension on the chains pulled all three clamps at once, keeping each chain taught, increasing the stinging clamp pain. Dave knew what he was doing, and I smiled.
The guests were shooed back and Alex was left to hang, contemplating her clamps, as Dave rolled an umbrella stand thing over between her legs. Instead of an umbrella, it had a vertical pole with two lubricated metal dildos attached to the top. Dave slid the stand under Alex, pushing her legs apart to accommodate it. Then he adjusted the pole upward, so the cold dildos entered her holes. She flinched at the invasion of her private parts and groaned as Dave raised them to fill her deeply. They were not too fat, but sleek and very long. It was unlikely Alex could accommodate all the length. Her legs were now spread around the base, and the pole itself had spikes around it, preventing her from moving her legs back together or suffer being pricked by the spikes. So her legs remained open as she quickly learned what would happen upon closing them. This also forced the dildos more deeply inside her, as the spread legs lowered her body onto them. I saw her up on her tiptoes, trying to get some of the dildos from pushing so hard against her womb and so deep in her ass. It appeared they were almost ten inches inside, and I felt a little sorry for her, but knew she had tolerated much more pain than this. And still no winks from Alex. In fact...I could see her pelvis rocking forward and back, as she tried to get comfortable with her intruders.
When Dave finished, he stepped back to admire his handiwork, and the others clapped. Alex hung half by the wrists, supported only by her wrist chain and her standing on tip toes, the dildos penetrating deeply into her sex and her ass, the clamps pinching her sensitive nipples and clit. Everyone admired the beauty on display, filled and punished. Alex breathed deeply, hung her head, and tolerated the pain and embarrassment. Dave gave the ok, and everyone approached Alex, running their fingers gently over her lips, clitoris, nipples, and ass. All she could do was stand there and endure everything. Her legs began to shake, and she could not hold herself on tiptoes any longer. Her feet slumped down to the floor, and the dildos pressed more deeply inside her in both holes, and she moaned audibly in distress. I watched carefully, but no wink from Alex, so I let her hang helpless. She mumbled something about the aphrodisiac, and I laughed cause I knew that it was simply powdered sugar, which was playing tricks on her mind.
Dave asked everyone to return to his seat, and looped a finger under the clamp chains, over her belly button. He sharply pulled the chain, snapping all three clamps off her nipples and clit at once, causing Alex to shriek in pain. She jumped involuntarily, legs closing, but the spikes did their job and quickly reminded her to get those legs wide open or be punctured by them. Everyone talked, watched TV, watched Alex, fondled her, and about a half hour went by. She was aching in the shoulders, I was sure. And I could see her thighs quivering as they weakened from being help wide open as they were. Dave pushed a solid rubber ball into her mouth, part of a gag. It had two clear plastic tubes coming from it and into her mouth. He hung an IV bag above her head and she watched in trepidation. The IV bag suspended on the ceiling hook, with a tube now connected to one of ball gag tubes, had Alex's total attention. She couldn't imagine. Already the gag made her drool, and she blushed again.
"Alex, since you obviously like peeing yourself so much, I thought you would enjoy drinking more liquid from the IV bag. It's going to slowly drip into your mouth through the plastic tube. Your job will be to swallow it all. This isn't optional, just concentrate on swallowing." The tube ran over her tongue and almost to her throat. It was in too deeply for her to use her tongue to stop the flow from the tube. The second tube was her breathing tube. As long as she swallowed the liquid, she could easily breath through the second tube. She could breathe through her mouth and nose, but had to keep clearing the liquid. She understood but objected with her moans and groans. With the ball gag firmly stuck in her mouth, her words were unintelligible, but I saw no winks. She figured she could do this.
"Alex, there is one little catch I forget to mention. The liquid was donated by our guests, and we knew you would appreciate that knowing how you loved peeing yourself." He laughed, and then said, "Seriously, this is your punishment for making us all wait while you finally agreed to pee your own pants. Next time, don't make us wait." Alex was shocked at what she heard and frantically searched for me with her eyes. I nodded yes, and she accepted that, but her eyebrows rose high on her face, and she was half panicked. I moved to her and caressed her, and calmed her. And again nodded yes, and she relaxed, with no wink. Dave poured the liquid into the IV bag and Alex's eyes were wide as she stared at it.
