Countdown to The Pregnant Ride!
29 days
We are so GLAD that you ENJOY the GAME! Keep playing to earn more POINTS!
Thank you for signing the Brief Restraint Arrangement (BRA) agreement. Also, a set
of new BRAS just like your PANTIES are on their way! And, don't forget: each day you
follow directions, a new SURPRISE GIFT will arrive! Don't forget your VITAMINS!
Dedicated to your PLEASURE,
The Pregnant Ride Staff
Wanda had no idea what they meant by 'Restraint' but she didn't really care at that point. She was looking forward to playing the game again in the bra that they were sending her. She was actually thankful that she lucked into such a deal and couldn't wait for more.
Over the next several days she menstruated, which was a frustrating experience. She didn't want to get all her new gear messed up, so for a whole week, she went back to her normal life. Except for the countdown clock in her messages which kept telling her how wonderful she was. Aside from that, it was all irritatingly dull. The warehouse ladies went out for another night on the town, and Wanda joined them. What she didn't expect was to hear the conversation of a couple of men in the next booth. "I told her 'hell no'." "Was that when she dumped you?" "It was a week after that. She said she couldn't break some agreement and that I should move on." "You weren't ready!" "I'll never be ready. Preggos is the end of partying. I'm not doing that for no one." They clinked glasses. "You said it." When one of them later asked her for her number, she gave him a fake.
Her period over, she was so excited. The probe was a blessed relief, and she discovered that the other games led to arousal so strong that the probe finished her off in record time. Only the hide and seek game, each time with a different male avatar who had a different touch, led to orgasms. In the meantime, she had managed to inadvertently sign multiple other agreements, all of which she didn't bother reading and barely remembered. They kept popping up as she entered an almost-orgasming high. She spent her coupons on expensive makeup and a new dress. Any concerns she might have had about how to adjust after all of this was over were swept out of the way by her messages. These told her, 'Remember that with your RENEWAL agreement, the FUN will keep going!'
Finally, the countdown read '2 days'. Wanda was in a perpetual state of arousal. She had taken the next few days off work and tore open her new package excitedly. Within was a simple-cut red dress and a note:
Wanda!
We are SO EXCITED to take you on The Pregnant Ride! When you hear a knock on
your door, put this on and open it. Stay naked underneath. Your good FRIENDS
will blindfold you and escort you to the EXPERIENCE! You are so ADVENTUROUS!
Get ready for hours of LIFE-CHANGING ORGASMS! And don't forget your VITAMINS!
Dedicated to your PLEASURE,
The Pregnant Ride Staff
The night before her experience, she groaned when she inserted the probe and...nothing. Wet and aching, she realized that her panties were similarly non-responsive. She turned on the game handheld to read the following message:
Wanda! We LOVE you and want you to be ready for TOMORROW! The next
ORGASM you will feel is from US!
Comforted yet wanting, Wanda let go of her discomfort. She was wet and aroused when the knock on her door came the next morning. She was already dressed in her red dress when she opened the door. Two women in similarly styled green dresses greeted her with hugs. "Wanda!" they exclaimed.
"Ready for your Ride?" one asked as the other put a blindfold on Wanda.
Wanda nodded, swallowing nervously. She was so excited.
Once blindfolded, the other woman tied Wanda's hands together in front of her. "Here we go!" "It's so MUCH FUN!" she added in a loud whisper.
As Wanda was led out into the hall, and into the awaiting vehicle, she was unaware of the moving van parked behind it, whose occupants stepped into the building the women left. One of the women in green waved cheerily at them.
The car ride was short, and the women never stopped touching Wanda and talking to her. "Oh, wow, the Ride is the BEST! Right Cynthia?" "I get wet just thinking about my time!" "And then afterward, it's like a whole new world!" Both women giggled.
"I'm excited," was all Wanda could get out to say.
This is IT!
When the car stopped, the women tugged her dress off, cutting it at the shoulders to let her bound hands free. "The cutting symbolizes FREEDOM from your former ways!" said Cynthia, while her companion added, "I'll put your dress with your things. You'll want to keep it."
Wanda's head was buzzing as she felt the open air lick her warm skin. Far off in the distance, she could hear the chatter of children. She was escorted between the two women down a soft carpeted pathway. "The men in the staff are watching you, they clearly want you," Cynthia whispered.
When the carpet broke to a smooth rock surface, Wanda and her escort turned right to enter a smallish room. "Stand right here. Relax! This is going to be so FUN!" directed Cynthia as a flat pillowed surface touched Wanda's back. Her wrists were untied. Straps made of the same material as her panties and bra wrapped around her arms and legs. She gasped when she was lifted and rotated to lean back a bit. The pillowed surface was some sort of machine! "Last part," she was warned. An object was inserted into her mouth that prevented her jaw from moving, and blocked her tongue. A bit of oxygenated air came through the gag that relaxed her from feeling claustrophobic. "Perfect. Now remove the blindfold."
Wanda opened her eyes to a room full of mirrors. She could see herself from every angle as well as the women in green and a smiling pleasant looking man in a toga wrap. "Welcome, Wanda, to The Pregnant Ride!" he announced opening his arms wide. The two women in green clapped and, behind some of the mirrors, Wanda could hear more clapping. "Wanda, you are extra special to us, since you agreed to join our Church of Dionysus!" Again applause filled the room. Wanda realized that the clapping behind the mirrors was distinctly masculine, being somewhat lower in tone than the smaller handed women.
This is a sex cult?
As her mind began to worry, her pussy got wetter with lubrication. "Begin The Pregnant Ride!"
"Her probe, Father," a man clothed in blue entered and handed the leader the probe that she had left in her apartment.
Placing it in contact with her clit, he said, "Excellent." As Wanda leaned back her head luxuriating into the sensation, he continued, "Now Wanda, during parts of The Pregnant Ride, if you feel uncomfortable, make a fist with your fingers. Like that. Perfect. We want you to feel the BEST, so I need you to be clear if it's physical or mental discomfort. If it's mental, I need you to look at me and shake your head. Just like that. Perfect." She tried to speak to him through the gag. "You agreed to the gag in the restraint agreement, dear Wanda. You'll see later why that was an excellent choice."
As the probe worked faster and more intensely rubbing her clit, Wanda lost track of what he was saying. Just before she was about to orgasm, the probe stopped. Blocked by the gag, Wanda made a fist.
"You need to pick a scent, Wanda. I'm going to hold a series of scents under your nose, and I want you to pick the one you like best." Wanda looked at him incredulously. She couldn't talk. "Use your fingers." Three scents, musky and tantalizing, were presented, and she signaled. "1!" the Father called.
A man entered the mirrored room. He was covered head to toe with blue. The pillowed back against which she rested leaned back until she lay flat, then the straps wrapping her legs were moving. The thing on which she lay spread and bent her legs opening her wide! Looking at the Father, Wanda raised her eyebrows in shock. As the man in blue moved between her legs, she could see in the mirrors his releasing his erection. But because of the lighting she couldn't get a good look at it. The Father stated cheerfully, "The experience of becoming pregnant requires a penis to enter your vagina. Isn't it wonderful?" As he spoke, the man pressed his cock forward, sliding it between her folds, breaching her pussy. As his cock slid deeper and deeper, Wanda realized that he was wearing a condom. Groaning, recognizing this man had the scent she picked, she relaxed and enjoyed the sensation. As he pulled back, Wanda watched in the mirrors. The man's condom was covered in her juices, and he was hard. Then he thrust home. Wanda grasped the pillowed surface under her as he began driving into her welcoming pussy. She had been so close to orgasming, every thrust he made took her back to the edge. When finally the sweet friction of his possession released her into an orgasm, he wasn't far behind. As she shuddered, he thrust three more times, then shook as he released into the condom.
Wanda inhaled the extra air through the gag greedily, getting a little light headed from the oxygen. It was a great orgasm, but she wanted more. As she returned to awareness of her surroundings, she blinked to see one of the women put on medical gloves and roll an apparatus forward. She winked. The apparatus held a control dropper, the top of which the woman opened and poured in the contents of a condom. The man she had just been fucked by was leaving the room. The dropper was set to a slow drip and rolled over to release on top of Wanda's pussy.
The Father put his finger out and caught one of the drops as the others landed just on the tip of Wanda's clit. He rubbed it up and down the inside of her pussy lips. "So this is The Pregnant Ride, dear Wanda! As you orgasm, we tilt you further back, letting these droplets from each of your men slowly drain into your womb. You are at peak ovulation, so at the end of this ride you will be pregnant! Exciting!"
