Through her closed eyelids she could see that a light was shining down upon her silhouette. A warm wind brushed against her body, making her acknowledge her nakedness. She could feel a course restraint around her wrists and ankles, holding her to the ground. Straining her ears, she tried to pick up sounds of human voices or clues as to where she was, but all that met her ears was the cheerful chirping of nearby birds. Sensing no threats around her, she gingerly opened her eyes. Her heartbeat began to increase as she accepted that she was staring into the underside of a blindfold.
Desperately trying to think of where she might be or how she got there, a quick jolt around her wrists gave her other matters to worry about. The unknown wrist restraints shifted in a wide arch upwards and rested directly above her head, so that her arms were straight out and touching. Seconds later she felt the cuffs binding her ankles make a similar motion, and rest once her legs were nicely sprawled apart. A feeling of dread swept through her body as she realized that her captors must know she's regained consciousness. As she opened her mouth to speak to them directly, something slipped through her parted lips, over her tongue, and began to gently prod at the back of her throat. She fully expected something like this to happen, but from previous experience of giving blowjobs to partners, she knew enough to tell that the object invading her mouth wasn't a cock. The only fact she could be sure of was that it tasted like... Strawberries.
Slowly the object moved itself across her tongue and slid slightly farther down her throat each time it reached that point. Its end was noticeably thicker than the rest of it, and it was much softer than a penis- almost mushy. Gradually it started to quiver within her mouth and leak tiny streams of liquid, of which tasted like warm strawberry juice. It wasn't an unpleasant taste, thought the woman to her personal disgust. Although she had little concept of what was happening to her, somehow, her body found this arousing. "Is it getting larger?" She thought to herself. Indeed, it felt as though the walls of this object where expanding to meet with the roof of her mouth and the space within her throat. With a new, powerful thrust, she gasped as it forced itself completely past her gag reflex and deep, down into her throat, expanding all the more. Thoughts of what would happen if its size increased to one larger than her mouth thudded through her terrified mind as it picked up its pace and thrust deeper into her body. The strange juice appeared to secrete from the entire object as its unknown length continued to work its way down her. Her heart thundered in her chest as it climbed deeper... deeper...