Re: Megalopolis Troubles. (Caulder)
I believe you. he answered after a moment, following her, and she could sense his eyes and his lust, he wanted to fuck her again, but he held himself back and guided her to the pod.
He reached down and undid the manacles, and then removed her outfit. She was not required to move unless he guided her to do so. Then she was free to crawl into the pod. There was the obvious saddle, and it's twin lengths waiting for her, as well as two wide straps on either side.
He lifted her up and simply set her over those twin toys, letting her sink down onto them with her own weight, while he guided her knees through the straps which forced them to point at the pod floor as they slid around her ankle and thighs.
Tightened down firmly, the kept her legs folded, and left her sitting on the toys fully, forced to keep them hilted inside her while he continued to set her up. Her arms he fed into a sleeve behind her, a boxtie armbinder, and as soon as he had, he gave 3 lines behind her a tug, and winches sounded, pulling it firmly around her arms, pinning her forearms together and leaving them useless behind her, drawing tight and forcing her chest out. Then she saw the third toy. It was long, and thick, and definitely for her slutty mouth. But it had a hook on it attached to a chain that ran to a silver bar with a pair of clamps.
Taking these, he clipped them to her nipple rings, before pushing her head down onto the other toy, it's head popping into her throat. Stick out your tongue Fenny. Far as you can. he ordered, where he then clipped the third clamp to her tongue ring. If she tried to back the cock out of her throat, it pulled on her nipples. Interesting. But then he did something to properly punish her. He got her a slave hood out of the wardrobe, Simple black leather, and pulled it over her face, tightening it down firmly before something covered her nostrils. Her sinus tubes wouldn't let her breathe now if she had something in her throat. She HAD to back off the cock to breathe, and that pulled on her nipples. This is for not speaking sooner about your friend. Nothing more. Endure it Darktail. he said, but he stroked her covered face gently and she heard the door his shut, before both vibrators buried in her lower holes sprang immediately to life.
She would be forced to go between leaning forward, feeling that cock in her throat, cutting off her breath, and pulling her head back, tugging on her nipples and tongue to breathe. She would have to be an active participant, forced by the machine to be so. While she could watch through the glass as Estin put her collar, her partner, on a cushion in front of her pod safely out of reach, but locked in an air tight case before he left her.