Jennifer had only wanted to have a great night out. The party had been such a distance into the countryside. Too far for an evenings travel maybe; but she'd so wanted to go. She loved the attention she got from her male college friends on nights like that. She knew she was sexy; with looks like that movie star with the double barreled name; or so she'd been told. Hell, she even had the same first name as her. But now she felt foolish beyond measure. Her tight short summer dress and fuck me pink high heel shoes had made her so confident; a sexual predator even. And all though she'd been soaked by the rain she knew how steamy she must have looked in her clinging dress.
She remembered how she had wiggled her ass and bent down to adjust her heel straps. She just couldn't help herself. Maybe he would have helped her without encouragement but when men were involved and with her looks why not make doubly sure. Had it been her actions that had tipped him over the edge? Was he a crazed sad loner jerking off deep in the woods; or had she unwittingly discovered more; a resident evil, waiting for its next victim?
She once again tried to adjust her body with no success. The gimp box felt like a furnace, her leather second skin glistening. The black material hugging her thighs creaked as she tried to move. The milking machine continued in a never ending chug the two tubes springing to attention at each suck. The rubber mouths on the tubes smeared with gel drew her nipples out, over and over; the skin on her wonderful domes firming till she had two hard melons. Her groin was also hardening the tight bundle of nerve ending inside her pussy wall feeling the inflation then rapid deflation of the anal fisting balloon.
Hours passed.
She was half conscious when the Doc began to un-wind her tits from the wire cord which had been binding her to the box. In her delirious state she'd not even heard him come in the room. The tit sucking was all she now concentrated on, at least her ass was numb. But not unfortunately were her tits. No; the nipples continued to feel like rocks, the teats swollen the tips screaming for attention. Her breasts became looser as the binds were unraveled and she tried to pull her bosom back inside the box, Jenny becoming more animated with the lessening restriction.
The Doc tugged on the tubes making her bite on the gag, thrashing.
"They're really stuck tight don't you think my dear?" He quipped, pulling again without effect on the gripping monsters.
Jennifer kicked her high heeled boots on the box wall in protest. The box lid opened with a slamming of wood and she felt him lifting her out. He had very strong arms and easily picked the wriggling bound beauty up, allowing her to stand on her quaking heels. She still couldn't see or speak the gag now almost part of her body. Her legs gave way and she stumbled to her knees.
The Doc helped her like the concerned physician, stroking the side of her rubber clad cheek caressing her long pony tail mane.
"That's right kneel up. Put your shoulders back."
Jennifer didn't want to respond but a firm hand in the small of the back and another gripping her shoulder made her spring into a more erect posture. Her hard swollen tits thrust straight out the tubes now slightly vertical like two spikes on some bizarre Amazon woman's bra.
Jenny coughed as something was clamped around her neck. It felt like a wood plank and she realized her long neck was now in some type of stock.
The Doc had indeed done that. Jennifer, arms bound behind her back was now knelt on the floor between two wooden towers. These upright struts were connected by a flat wooden stock that clamped just over her shoulders around her young neck. She could not move up to stand or down to pull away, forced to remain in her correct knelt position.
The man finally and with some disappointment turned off the milking machine. Jenny gave a thankful groan still in total visual deprivation. Also, the anal balloon had stopped inflating and deflating and remained passive, still in her ass, but now limp.
He then knelt next to her ear.
"I'm going to remove your gag. But you must be good. Do you understand?"
Jennifer nodded.
"There's no one to hear you scream, so don't waste your breath. You mustn't scream is that clear?"
Jennifer nodded again. "Just get this fucking gag out for God's sake" She thought to herself. She been gagged for almost 24 hours, she wouldn't do anything to risk him leaving it in any longer.
She felt the bind been unbuckled and her jaw opened ever so painfully to allow the ring to pass her pearl teeth. She didn't speak but closed her mouth her muscles aching the feeling of freedom exquisite after a full night and part of the day in oral bondage.
She spluttered and coughed. Then suddenly gave her first unrestricted groan in days.
"Awwwwwww!"
The Doc was twisting the suction tubes the greased seals popping from her abused sucked flesh.
"Plop!"
The second came away, her fine hard tits looking misshapen; the few inched around the teats raised like the bell tower tips of some cathedral dome.
He slid a finger across the raised end of one.
"Oooohhhhhhh, ahhhhhh!" She groaned, still afraid to speak. Her eyes still covered with the sealed gimp mask.
"Hmmmmmmm yes, very tender and responsive." He announced pleased with his experiment so far.
"Please," she said nervously and very, very quietly. "My ass, its ugggggg!" She didn't know how to describe it. It felt swollen and tender but at the same time disgustingly sensual.
The doc told her to "sssssssh."
"Never mind about your ass it's your tits that are getting the attention."
Jennifer opened her mouth in a silent gasp as his finger caressed a tip. Then she felt the Doc reached around her neck. She gave a shriek fearing the worse, but then panted in relief. He was unzipping her head mask. The tight rubber peeled away from her skin, the mask sliding of her head with a little difficulty until it slowly released her hair into a bedraggled tumbling brunette mane; framing her pale stunning face.
She clenched her eyes shut the light too bright to bear, and only after a few moments could she begin to make out images and shapes.
She looked at the passive tall man his face blank and professional. Then she tried to look down but her chin rested on the wooden stock.
"Awww God please, I don't wan..." The Doc wagged a finger.
"Now be a good assistant and stop arguing." He said impatiently." You know how important this work is."
Jenny then saw them!
Knelt near the door were two straight jacketed figures. They were bloated faced men. She couldn't tell their age but their fat lipped mouths were ball gagged, arms bound inside the jackets, their eyes wild.
"Over here!" He snapped to them.
The two men stumbled and crawled on their knees, obedient, grunting and snorting like animals.
They'd watched the slim rubber clad woman been stretched and bent into position. She had a slim tight waist; that amazingly rubber clad rear with the pipe tail and those voluptuous milked tits. Now they could finally see her beautiful face. She had high sucking cheekbones, her lips full and pert with the constriction. Her eyes were scared; fear and arousal in one and now they could hear her cute come hither moans and whimpers. The men were half crazed with desire their own bodies bound and restricted throats full of spittle as they drooled onto their ball gags.
Each man was tugged into position by the Doc; both knelt in front of her inviting firm body.
The Doc undid their gags one by one the drool running from their fat pink lips.
"A woman doesn't need clitoral stimulation to experience ultimate pleasure." He explained pushing the bound men's heads towards her sore abused nipples." These poor wretches will suckle from you like they were your young. The pain will turn to pleasure, trust me."
The men's hungry lips enveloped her nipples and Jennifer screamed with sensation.
"Awwwwwwwwwwww no, no, noooooooo!"
