White Slave Universe - Case #802120
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By Kinkabella Part 14 - White Knight, Black CocksI spent close to an hour just staring at the phone and hoping it would ring with good news. "You have a visitor. On your knees," the guard said. His unexpected announcement cut through the thick walls of despondency that had now closed claustrophobically around me. I immediately bounce out of bed and dropped immediately to my knees. Through the grill of the gate, I saw Nelson's face, brightly beaming in at me. My eyes went wide with excitement. This had to be good! Nelson stepped into my cell and stood there staring down at me. "Ingrid?" he said. It was an invitation to look up at him. I smiled the most hopeful of smiles back up at him. He started to crouch down next to me, but the guard interrupted. "Son, if you want to look into the slave's face, all ya gotta do is tell her to stand." "I do?" Nelson asked. His voice had a bit of a nervous waver in it which wasn't missed by the guard. "You're new to this, are you?" the guard asked. "Yes. Just got my license this afternoon!" Nelson said. He sounded a little bit pleased with himself. "Good for you!" the guard laughed and slapped him on his back. Nelson's small-framed body almost toppled over, but he stood his ground and happily accepted the physical camaraderie shown by the guard. "You interested in this slave?" the guard asked. "Yes. Yes, I am! Very much so." Nelson sounded like he could barely contain his enthusiasm. "You planning on tendering for her?" "I have to wait until the auction. Money hassles," Nelson said. I think he was trying to reassure me, but leaving it to the last minute like that? It seemed like an enormous risk. "You've got a live one here," the guard said. "See that sybian there?" Nelson looked at the contraption on the floor beside me. "This one rode it last night like she was a Kentucky Derby winner!" the guard laughed again. "She did?" Nelson asked. His mouth just sort of dropped open with whatever else he was thinking unable to materialize as speech. "Yep. And she rode it while she sucked the cum right out of my balls," the guard said. He encouraged Nelson to see for himself. My ass was still incredibly sore from the previous night, but I managed to seat myself on the bizarre contraption again. I couldn't face Nelson, but I could feel his eyes watching me very closely. The guard explained the controls to him and drew his attention to one in particular. "See that one? Give it a little press," the guard said. A blinding flash of pain ripped through my clit with such intensity, I screamed and it jettisoned me completely off the two dildos. "Oh my god!" I gasped through the burning heat of agony that plunged me into a starry darkness for a moment. "I meant the button next to that one," the guard laughed. "The one with -- min -- typed under the button. Not -- max --." The guard then told me to sit back down. My whole body was still throbbing with the shock I'd received and I viewed the seat in the same way a kid who has just stuck his hand into a hornet's nest would feel. No. Way. But in the end, and under the threat of another severe beating from the guard if I didn't do what I was told, I gingerly seated myself a second time on the two dildos. "Are you ready to try that again, slave?" A long, low unintelligible string of noises began cascading out of my mouth as I tried to anticipate and ready myself for a second severe electric shock to my clit. When it did come, it wasn't anything like the first. Just a very gentle, almost ticklish sensation on my clit and quickly had me mewling loudly with shivering rushes of pleasure that made me squirm on the two cocks. "What is it?" Nelson asked. He sounded like a kid -- voice full of wonder after just having seen the most amazing magic trick. "You see that vein there?" the guard said. Both he and Nelson crouched down in front of me and he pointed out a ridge that ran from the base of the dildo up along its underside and disappeared up into my pussy. "It's actually a thin strip of copper wire attached to a miniature electricity generator." "Is it safe?" Nelson asked. He sounded a little concerned, but not entirely. "Sure. It's maximum voltage output is only 24 volts. Of course, that's a lot of zap if you touch somewhere sensitive with it -- imagine putting the tip of your tongue on a few 9 volt batteries, if you don't believe me." "Oh, I believe you," Nelson laughed. "The remote there can adjust the voltage in either leaps from the minimum to the maximum or, you can use the two buttons above those and slide up or down incrementally if you hold your finger on them." "I see," Nelson said. I felt the wire tingle back to like with a bit more power now -- gradually sliding up in power and me sounding the changes with a rise in the tone of my anguished whine -- and then back to nothing again. "But, you wanna really see some?" "What?" Nelson was again like a kid wanting to hear a secret. "See that spot right there?" I watched helplessly as the guard pointed to somewhere close to my pussy. Nelson placed his finger where his was told, and I could feel the hairs of the back of his hand tickle the insides of my thighs right up close to my pussy. "You're gonna need two hands to do this, so choose a setting now. You'll feel a little tingle too, in the tip of your finger, but don't worry about that. The slave will be feeling it too, but of course, clitties are way more sensitive than fingers. You feel that?" Nelson's hand recoiled suddenly a couple of times, but each time he returned his finger, he held it a little longer and turned up the voltage slightly until I was squirming and he was just grinning. "Now, give me the remote and touch one of her titties," the guard said. I couldn't keep my eyes open to watch, but the sudden zap on one of my nipples was enough to know what effect the guard was showing him. "Electricity Man!" the guard laughed. "Zap her again!" Nelson then started to alternate his electrified finger from one of my sensitive nipples to the other. Each time he touched one, I'd twist and squirm on the two dildos -- the one in my pussy now vibrating as well as its wire tingled against my clit. "That's it, son," the guard said. His voice was quiet and calm as he encouraged Nelson while slowly increasing the vibrations and gyrations of the two cock-dildos that filled my two holes. The zaps against my nipples started to hurt. It felt like wasp stings -- short, sharply focused jolts of pain. I clenched my hands into fists and tensed up into a shrug. "Put your hands down, slave," the guard said. I started to lower them but each zap brought them rushing back to defend my nipples. "See how she's doin' that?" the guard asked. "There's a simple way to fix it." Lingering aftereffects of the vibrations and the electricity stopped, but the tingles persisted while the guard bound my wrists tightly together behind my back. He took the time to show Nelson exactly how he tied the knots around my wrists and then moved to my ankles. "If you leave enough of a tail on the ropes around her wrists, you can do this too," the guard said. I felt him lift my right foot off the floor. As he lifted, he pulled down on the wrist bindings until I was forced to arch my back so my ankle could be bound tightly to my wrists. He did the same with my left ankle and I ended up being perched on my knees and with my back arched painfully. The large dildos impaled in me made it impossible to move at all, except to squirm a little, but even that was now difficult. Being trussed up as I was also had the effect of making me more acutely aware of the dildo buried deep in my ass. "OK," the guard finally said. "Now we can have some fun and she won't be able to escape!" Just the way the guard said it convinced me I wasn't going to be the one having all the fun. I opened my eyes to give Nelson a pleading look, but he was concentrating on the remote control. He stabbed his finger at a few buttons and set the two cocks vibrating at a medium pace. Another button press and the two dildos began thrashing erratically inside my two holes. I started having trouble keeping my eyes open again, but I could tell by the way Nelson moved his thumb into position and then looked directly at me that he was about to shock my clit. His expression became one of evil delight as he pressed his thumb hard down on the button and held it there. I could feel the electricity charge rise at an accelerated speed, causing me to scream hysterically before it retreated at a similar speed. It became like a barometer of my distress, my screams. The torturous rise and fall of the electricity was excruciating. It was so shocking that I believed I was going to be electrocuted if he didn't stop, and tears poured from my tightly closed eyes. "Don't be too rough on her, son. We've gotta try and sell her tomorrow," the guard said. Not that I properly heard him. Even after all the buzzing, grinding and zapping stopped, I continued screaming and screaming. I was totally hysterically and pretty much inconsolable for ages afterward. When I did finally sob what I felt was my last tear, and with my breathing slowly returning to normal, the guard invited Nelson to stick his cock in my mouth. Nelson looked a little bit nervous about stripping in front of me. His cock wasn't overly large or thick, but it appeared that way compared to the rest of his body, which was slight and not very tall. I remained in my painfully tight restraints and spent the next few minutes with my mouth full of his cock while he masturbated it. That was all the time it took -- a few minutes. My horrible tortures must have really aroused him. And he had a copious amount of cum to fill my mouth. I swallowed as best I could, but quite a bit still dribbled out the corners of my mouth and dribbled down over my chin. Unlike all of the cocks I'd sucked recently, Nelson's remained firmly stiff long after he finished cumming. His hands locked around the sides of my head and he kept on gently jerking his hips against my face. It was only the guard's impatience to change places that made him finish. Thankfully, the guard's cock was also on the brink of his climax, and I sucked him with an enthusiasm I hoped he respond. He did, and his hot, thick cum soon joined that of Nelson. |
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