Kitty was shaking, her mind a-whirl. She had just experienced the strongest orgasm she had ever known and all at the hands (and mouths) of these strangers. Hands tied and stretched above her, naked and vulnerable she was still trying to accept all that had happened to her. Her body felt alive and more fulfilled than she had ever felt but her mind couldn't accept that she might actually be wanting this... or was it needing it? And now her tormentors had uncovered a cart full of "Toys" to keep the night going.
The main Master of Ceremonies, who Kitty thought of as Leather Jacket Guy, was looking over the assortment that his companion -Cowboy Boots Guy- had brought out.
"Hmmm. Maybe we'll start with this," he said with a smirk as he picked up two bright pink oversized clothespin-looking objects.
There were still about half a dozen people or more surrounding Kitty on the stage and of course, the audience watching the "show", and everyone cheered as he lifted the items up for Kitty and all the rest to see.
Kitty's eyes widened as Leather Jacket Guy pushed the ends together, opening them up and Kitty realized with a start of fear they were like large clothespins. Leather Jacket Guy looked at the people standing around Kitty and his eyes fell on the woman who had been sucking and biting her nipples just moments ago. He smiled at her wickedly.
"Hello, Stella. Good to see you here. Perhaps you can help get our 'guest' ready"?
Stella laughed brightly. "Seems like we already got her started, but I'll see if I can help. And with that, the woman turned to look directly at Kitty.
"Mmmmmm," She purred. "You are just so ripe"!
She reached up and gently took ahold of Kitty's nipple. She gave it a squeeze and pulled it, stretching it out and lifting it up, before dropping it. Then she did the same with her other nipple.
Perhaps it was a good thing that She was still gagged. She was afraid she might say something to encourage this woman's touch upon her breasts, so she blubbered around the ball in her mouth, groaning as this stranger pulled and pinched her tits. They were already aching from their previous torments and now they were being teased and pulled again sending shockwaves of delicious heat and pain throughout her.
Kitty couldn't believe how much she was reacting to this treatment. Her body jumped and twisted trying to keep away, but Stella grasped her nipples, tightly now and pulled Kitty toward her.
Leather Jacket Guy laughed as he watched the tug of war on Kitty's tits. Stella stretched them, pulling them and twisting slightly and Kitty moaned and jumped with every movement. But her sensitive nipples were reacting and stiffening, growing harder the more Stella teased them. Tears flowed from Kitty as she struggled against the heat in her nipples and the matching heat inside her starting to kindle up again. Why did this treatment excite her so?
Leather Jacket Guy watched a moment longer and then stepped up.
"I think that will do, Stella., Thank you.". Stella looked and him and gave him a pout, but then released Kitty's tits, but not before giving them a final stinging slap and stepped back. The cruel Master of ceremonies moved up right in front of the hanging Kitty.
I think you will find these quite a treat!" He said and taking one of the clamps, he opened it and brushed it across Kitty's distended nipple.
Kitty shook her head furiously and tried to cry out, but all she managed was, "Ngghhhhughh."
The man simply smirked and grasped her nipple, pulling it out even more than Stella did, and then releasing the clamp to snap shut on it.
"GGGGGAAAAAGGHHH!" Kitty screamed as the clamp pinched her nipple strongly. There was even a little weight to it so when He let go, it tugged her abused tit-flesh. He smiled watching her jump and shake trying to dislodge it, but to no use. He gave her a moment, enjoying the way her body moved as she struggled, then grabbed her other nipple and pulled it, giving it a little extra twist and watching Kitty squeal. He quickly snapped the other clamp closed. Now 2 big pink nipple clamps pinched Kitty's tits and bounced and jostled as she shook them and tried to cry out from around her gag.!
But Leather Jacket guy wasn't done yet. He leaned in close and whispered into Kitty's ear, "You like that? Then you're going to love this."
His hand reached up and grasped the nipple clamp. For one brief instance, Kitty thought he was going to show pity and take it off but then he pressed a small switch on the side of the clamp and it began to vibrate. He quickly pushed the same switch on the other clamp and now the two obscene torture devices began to buzz and throb on Kitty's tits, sending new waves of stimulation through her body.
"Nonononononono!!" she gargled. She pleaded with him to stop but he just stepped back and watched her writhe and jump.
After a few moments, he looked over to his companion with the cowboy boots.
"How about we get her a bit lower... to a more accessible level?"!
Cowboy Boots smiled and nodded, moving off towards the wings of the stage. A moment later Kitty heard some sort of ratcheting sound and the rope that stretched her arms up over her head began to lower. She looked up and realized that even though her wrists were still tied, she could start to lower her arms.
Even as she was realizing this fact, she felt a pair of hands grabbing a hold of her legs. Looking down, she saw two men from the crowd had bent down and grabbed a hold of her ankles. They slapped at Kitty's inside thigh and yelled, "Spread 'em"!
Kitty yelped and was forced to spread her legs wide. The two men at her feet quickly grabbed a long bar with cuffs at each end and with practiced ease, locked her legs into it. Now she was spread wide open. She was losing her balance, being forced to stand with her legs spread and the rope which was keeping her upright was now loose.
She started to fall but several hands caught her and lowered her onto her knees but not without a few groping touches on her already over stimulated tits and lower regions. With her legs spread so wide apart, she was easy access for their hands. Her tied wrists out in front kept her from face planting on the hard floor of the stage.
Now she was on all fours. Her breasts hung below and still buzzed and throbbed as the vicious clamps kept up their incessant beat.
Leather Jacket Guy looked down at the gasping, shaking Kitty.
"I'll bet you would like that nasty gag taken out, wouldn't you"? He asked.
"Yethhhh," she managed to get out from around her ball gag.
Leather Jacket Guy nodded and obligingly reached down and tugged at the strap wrapped around her head holding the gag in place. He twisted something and Kitty felt the pressure in her mouth lessen as he, almost gently, pulled the rubber gag out of her mouth. Immediately she began to plead.
"Please! Stop this! Let me go! I won't say anything, just let me go!"!
Leather Jacket Guy let her babble on a moment or two longer and then said:
"You don't really want us to stop now, do you"? To emphasize the point he reached down and stroked his hand over Kitty's open pussy. She felt it caress her sensitive clit and she could feel the wetness that she knew Leather Jacket Guy was feeling.