The morning started out all wrong. No coffee or breakfast ready to go. My schedule is all out of whack now. I then realized Blaire was strapped in the fucking machine. She was the early riser that got food and coffee ready for us all.
Instead, we had cereal, instant coffee, and oatmeal.
'I guess Blaire is taking a sick day from work?' I asked Sam.
Sam looked at his watch and stated, "Only 12 hours up. 24 more to go. I will release the machine and get her out in 24 hours. Just in time for work on Tuesday morning."
"You. Are. Terrible." Victoria groaned.
"You called me super cock last night. So soon has your mood changed babe." Sam stated while he slapped Victoria's ass.
Bethany and I both saw a small grin on Victoria's face as she tried to cover it up with a coffee cup.
We all walked to work and were productive as usual. Sam came to my office at intermittent times to show me camera footage of Blaire, still strapped in, and still going strong. Any issues and he was instructed to run home immediately.
The day was soon over without issues. Bethany and I were amazed at the contraption. We sat next to Blaire talking. We had the beaver pelt gloves on and were running them over any exposed skin we could see. Bethany also had this thin metal head scratcher device. She ran it along Blaire's scalp. Under the straps and in her hair. I thought it felt good, but I wasn't attached to a nonstop fucking machine.
For fun I took a pain wheel. It looks like a wheel with spikes that you roll over skin. It can be painful but also very erotic. I ran it around Blaire's exposed anus, her pussy lips, her pubic area, and back. As her guts were being invaded, rammed, and thrusted. I kept a small thought that any little tickle, or pain, or attention to her sensitive spots may just change up the monotony of getting triple pounded for 36 hours straight.
Little did I know it was not needed since Sam never mentioned the hidden treasure trove of things inside.
The collar quickly inflated as Blaire's whole body turned red, she shook violently, the floor rattled, and the collar deflated quickly. Squealing, throat moaning, and ass wiggling. Blaire could move very little and make very little noise. But it was enough to understand she had just orgasmed. The machine was set to build, orgasm, descend, build, orgasm, descend, build, and orgasm. On repeat. For as long as it took. The computer showed it took 35 minutes for the fastest orgasm and 97 minutes for the longest. The pattern for the 35 minutes was saved.
Bethany and I described it as unnecessary. It's not just about the pattern, the rhythm, but your body's reaction. If you hadn't orgasmed in 14 days. The first one is quick and easy. But if you have an orgasm every day and on the 14th day you, do it again. It's not as quick. And not as easy. Same thing if you have 3 or 4 in a row. The first one could take 15, second one 30, third one 50, and last one 2 hours.
Everyone is different and the duration can change drastically especially if a new exciting stimulant is added.
I was dating a girl who described her first gangbang. After 5 men fucked her endlessly for 8 hours she was spent. 5 orgasms and she described herself as done, legs weak, her parts were numb, and her last orgasm took nearly 2 solid hours of constant 3-hole fucking to achieve.
Then 5 bigger men walked in. It took less then 5 minutes to achieve her 6th orgasm. Even being exhausted the addition of a new stimulus of new men, bigger cocks, and renewed vigor and she was able to orgasm quickly.
Bethany had very little to do to help her friend. So, she just rubbed her skin, massaged her scalp, and at times we blew cold air across her skin. It was fun watching Blaire's skin instantly contract and goosebumps form.
We went downstairs for dinner.
Then all four of us crowded around Blaire locked in the fuck machine. We each took a small tool and teased the exposed areas. My favorite was a small metal fork. I would poke and prod her skin here and there. Not enough to hurt her or make her bleed. But enough to annoy her, maybe sting, and then move on. I would hit her toes, her ankle, her thigh, a pussy lip, the edge of her anus, and along her spine.
Bethany and Victoria stayed with the classic fur mitts. But Sam had a new and funny toy. A small fan that blew ice cold air. It was only an inch wide, used compressed gas, and it felt like a miniature blizzard. He would spray a spot and the skin would turn white and clammy in 10 seconds. Her feet, anus, and pussy were his favorite targets.
For the last 12 hours Sam changed out her ass and pussy dildo's to longer and thicker ones. Each were over 12 inches and 5 inches round. As soon as the spanking portion was done the new dildo's drilled in. Blaire instantly understood they were bigger. Her ass hopped, her hips wiggled, and she rocked faster.
We all went to bed anticipating the morning. Victoria was already naked, waiting in Sam's bed, and Sam was done tinkering.
Bethany and I went to bed and slept.
The next morning, we both woke up an hour early. We wanted to see what Sam had instore for the last hour. But this time it wasn't Sam. It was Victoria. She convinced Sam to crank the machine to the highest level for the last 60 minutes. "Call it a full power test. I know she can take it." Victoria stated.
"Fine. But I will let her out an hour early then." Sam changed the deal.
The device was cranked to max power. No slow dial turns. Just cranked!
The whole room vibrated with machine noises and excitement. The readings on Sam's computer buzzed away with data, marking intervals of note, and continued on recording.
Finally, the hour passed. The machine slowed to a stop, Blaire's whole body was convulsing, she was breathing heavily, her back was arching, her stomach swelling, and Sam started with her feet, dildos, cage, head, and then her hands.
We all stood quietly like Frankenstein's monster was about to be set loose. The impending rampage.
But nothing. Blaire stood up, massaged her chin, and smiled while wiping her hair from her face. "Hey guys. What's up?"
Astounded we asked how she was. She rubbed her pussy slowly with her hands, Sam handed her some ointment which she rubbed on her anus, her mouth, and her tits.
Her boobs were dark red, almost purple. The vacuum suction must have drawn more blood to the area. Because her breasts did look a cup size bigger. She sat on the edge of the bed, staring at us like we were freaks, and she was acting normal.
"How many times did you cum?" Bethany asked.
"Oh, I don't know. Like 10 I think." Blaire stating while shrugging.
"72 times actually." Sam stated correcting her.
"How long do you think you were in there?" Victoria asked.
"Uh. I don't know. Like 2 hours? Not that long. The time flew by. The last like 30 seconds you guys cranked the machine to max. I felt like I orgasmed twice back-to-back. It was awesome." Blaire stated.
'Uh. That was an hour at max level. Not 30 seconds.' I told her.
"And you had 9 orgasms. But yes 2 were back-to-back." Sam stated while looking at his computer.
"A total of 35 hours. How do you feel? It only felt like 2 hours long. Hmm. Maybe time is perceived differently when you are blindfolded, and your body is wracked with stimulus." I would like to try a normal person sometime. Sorry. Not that you aren't normal." Sam stated. Not thinking.
Blaire stretched, pulled on some clothing, and Victoria handed her a plate of food.
Blaire ate it slowly while we all stared at her.
Bethany looked at the dildos. "Oh, the holes shoot out lube. What's these balls on the floor?" Bethany stated.
"Oh. They are internal balls. The dildos would push them around inside me. Every time they would rub somewhere else, so I didn't get desensitized or cause an irritation from being rubbed in the same spot over and over. But also, the lube was squirting out the holes. Otherwise, my pussy would have dried up in an hour or four." Blaire stated.
She stood up and walked to the shower. A bit later she was in the kitchen ready for work.
We were all amazed. 4 hours seemed like a lot. But 35 hours? Unreal.
We all went to work together. We had loads of questions for Blaire. Did she notice when I used the pain wheel? Or did she like the beaver fur mittens on her skin? Or what about the cold gun Sam created? Blaire claimed she felt them all, they added some new sensations and none of them were bad.
Blaire also asked about some improvements. Her clit and pussy lips seemed left out. They were part of the experience but not as much stimulus or attention was paid to them. She asked about suction devices or if everything could be assembled in a vacuum and then her pussy lips and clit could be inflated using negative pressure yet still vibrated.
Sam and I put our heads together to say it could all be built in a huge polycarbonate reinforced box, then pressed against her pussy and ass. A gasket could lock around and suck on her hard enough to make them swell. It sounded damn near impossible.
"What if you just injected her with bee venom?" Lisa stated. Standing at my office door.
"Bee venom?" Sam asked.
We learned from Lisa that it is used in the medical field to treat scar tissue from burn victims and serious skin issues where feeling is lost due to skin growing extra thick lesions like leprosy. The bee venom causes an irritation, an increase in blood flow, and the nerves will get invigorated or annoyed. What once was damaged by fire and didn't work can be reactivated.
But if it was used on normal skin like in a nipple or pussy lip then the area inflames, swollen, redness and itchy pain that lasts for hours depending on how much you inject into the area.
"Why so interested?" Lisa asked us.
