Part one
Having accompanied Nancy on so many of her adventurous mysteries that often demanded travel to some extent, Bess was no stranger to waking up without immediate knowledge of where she was. This time, however, was different because she found that coming to consciousness didn't happen as quickly as it normally did, and her mind's ability to remember where she'd fallen asleep floundered until she was able, with effort, to raise her head from the fluffy pillow it had been resting on.
She found herself in a sitting position, having been leaned forward with her head resting on the pillow that lay across a pair of handlebars. Her leather gloved hands were on the handle grips and, when she tried to remove them, found herself unable to because the gloves were stuck to the grips.
Though mental clarity was slowly returning, she still couldn't remember how she'd gotten there and, rather than concerned, she was more confused than anything. Giving her head a shake to clear the cobwebs from her mind only served to make her a bit dizzy. Her head lolled and that's when she realized that she was sitting on an exer-cycle. Her feet were in a pair of red leather boots with uppers that were zippered to the tops of her calves, the lower portions lashed securely to the pedals. The curved seat was adjusted high enough that it was impossible to raise her posterior or reposition herself on it and, without her skirt and panties, she clearly saw the crystal knob that only barely protruded from the seat, slightly parting the lips of her bare vagina. Her breath caught as her eyes couldn't fail to notice that it was really more of a conical shape with a rounded tip and a wide ridge that topped a shaft that, upon closer inspection, seemed to disappear down inside the seat post.
Then, in just her top and garters, her memory finally delivered the information her mind had been seeking as to what led up to this rather precarious position, the frantic and frightening game of hide and seek in the abandoned department store that ended in her capture a split second before freedom. She gasped and, in a sudden jolt of fear, the leg that was bent kicked downward and the crystal knob was suddenly pushed straight up inside of her tight vagina.
"Uuuaahhhh!?"
Her lower jaw dropped, eyes wide at the sudden sensation. Looking down between her legs again, she observed the length of crystal driven up inside her. There were raised, circular bumps all along the shaft and, from holes at the top of these bumps, some sort of warm, viscous, milky white fluid momentarily oozed.
"Ohhh! Oh my!"
she moaned, caught between fear of her predicament and the very real pleasure of how the crystal phallus had felt ramming its way up inside her the way it had.
"Buzzz!"
Her mind almost completely back to normal now, Bess frantically looked up and around herself for the source of the buzzer. She found herself in a warm, dark room, a bright shaft of light from above illuminating her in much the same way as the holes in the ceiling of the department store only illuminated the spots on the floor where they landed. She couldn't see the rest of the room, only blackness, save for a spot-lit apparatus on a black painted wall approximately five feet in front of her.
From it, a belt stretched across the floor towards her before it disappeared in the intervening darkness, reappearing to wrap around the front wheel of her exer-cycle. At the base of the wall, the belt was connected to a double pulley. From the second pulley, another belt ran up the wall to another pulley with a sprocket attached to it. The widely spaced peg teeth of the sprocket were rather long and were designed to contact a lever jutting from the end of a plexiglass box. The box had holes in it so that several large rats inside wouldn't smother as they scurried around, looking for a way out. Another convenient purpose for the holes was that they allowed the rodents to smell the blood dripping steak that dangled outside the box. She noted how the ribs of the rats could be seen under their pelts and understood that they didn't only want out for the simple reason that they were trapped, but to get at the meat that hung maddeningly out of their reach, though they couldn't have reached it even if they were freed from the box. Above the plexiglass box, a camera was affixed to the wall, pointed at her. This particular bit of visual information, however, was quickly and easily skipped over when further study of the mechanism made it clear that, should the lever drop another three notches, the bottom of the plexiglass box would fall away. This would free the starving rats to find food which, obviously, wouldn't be the dangling meat...
To her horror, the lever dropped a notch with a,
"buzzz!"
"Oh my gaaaawwd!" Bess groaned as she suddenly understood.
She kicked the pedal down the rest of the way and felt the crystal invader bunt her cervix. She paused with a howl of fear and pain that was somehow pleasurable, but started pedaling again in a jerky, stop and start manner. She gasped and moaned, her lower jaw trembling as her legs continued to slowly, haltingly fuck her with the oozing, crystal dildo.
"Uhh! Uhhh-hhh! Ohhhhh! Ohh-hhh!"
However, as Bess realized, her problems weren't quite solved yet. The pulley system was geared in such a way as that the sprocket moved rather slowly and, as she watched, the lever at the side of the box dropped once again with a terrorizing,
"Buzzz!"
There was only one more buzzer left before the bottom of the box would give way and, in a panic, Bess immediately started to pedal much faster.
"Ahhh-hhhhh! Uhh-hhhh! Aww-www-ww-wwwww!!"
As for the gearing of the crystal phallus, each complete cycle pushed the fluid seeping rod up inside her, then retracted it once. In her panic, she was suddenly averaging two cycles per second, moaning with pleasure and fear while the head plunged in and out, in and out, stretching and pounding her to a sort of surprising, painful enjoyment that she never would have imagined.
Keeping her eyes on the more quickly moving sprocket, she was soon further rewarded with a,
