STUFF LITTLE STEPHANIE IN THE INCINERATOR

BY SPYTH

[ part 4 ]

Dinner was uneventful with each of the adults finding something in the kitchen to eat and Gregg preparing food for Stephanie and himself. The only development that concerned Gregg was that Ted found a huge meat cleaver and sharpening stone in a drawer. He spend much of the rest of the evening bringing the device to an brilliant edge while making meaningful glances at Stephanie’s delicate neck. Stephanie didn’t seem to notice anything, however, but just gave Ted a wide smile whenever she saw him looking her way.

After they had cleaned up the dishes Maude, who was number two, approached Stephanie. “I hear you had quite an adventure with one of the toys on the third floor,” she said, smiling at the little girl. “I’ve found the most marvelous device just down the hall you might be interested in.”

Stephanie, always anxious to please, went with Maude. Again Gregg tagged along.

This room was smaller, and the machine set on a stage on one side. In front of it was a desk or console with electrical switches and dials. Sitting on the stage was the machine itself composed of a small carved, high back, wooden chair with straps for the sitter’s ankles, wrists and neck.

“Just sit down here, Darling,” said Maude.

“But there’s a metal thing sticking up out of the seat,” observed Stephanie.

She was right. A five inch high metal dildo emerged out of the middle of the seat. From under the seat a heavy electrical cable connected the dildo to the console.

“Oh, yes. Don’t worry about that. Just take off your clothes and bend over,” said Maude, pulling out a tube of lubricant.

With Stephanie’s bottom properly jellied up, she was able to slide herself down onto the dildo with a minimum of wiggling. Maude then strapped the child’s ankles, wrists and neck to the chair so she couldn’t move. “Now just these final connections and we’ll be ready to try it out” Maude declared.

Maude took an ice cube and brought it up to Stephanie’s breast bud.

“It’s cold!”

“We need to get it to stand up,” said Maude, soothingly. “Like a soldier at attention!”

When her tiny nipple was as erect has it could get, Maude reached for another cable connected to the console. It had a metal clip with sharp teeth on it. Maude attached this to the breast bud, ignoring Stephanie’s protests that it was too tight and hurt. Then she repeated the whole operation on other breast bud.

There was a final cable with a clip on the floor. The front of the chair’s seat section had a portion removed that allowed access to the sitter’s crouch. Maude used this to get close enough to use a little vibrator on Stephanie.

“That feels good,” the child giggled, apparently forgetting the discomfort of the nipple clips.

When the girl was sufficiently aroused, Maude connected the final cable and clip to Stephanie’s engorged, but still tiny, clit. Then she retreated back to the console and threw a big switch marked “ON.”

The console hummed to life. Maude whispered to Gregg, who was watching. “This dial controls the frequency of the electrical current to the chair. The other dial controls the voltage. Let’s see what happens.”

She started out with a low voltage and slowly increased the frequency. The effect was immediate on the child. Her body began vibrating and she started moaning.

“If you pick the right frequency and keep the voltage low, it can be very pleasant. In fact, the victim cannot help but be forced to an orgasm. Watch!”

Stephanie increased her wiggling, but there wasn’t much movement she could make as she was held fast by the straps. Her breathing deepened and she started to make little gasping noises mixed with the moans. Then she squealed, “It’s making me feel funny down there. I can’t…I can’t stop it…Ohhh!!!!”

It was obvious the little girl was being forced through an orgasm, her body shaking, but held fast to the chair. It was prolonged and continuous not slacking off until Maude cranked the voltage and frequency back. Then the child slumped, exhausted.

“Now, lets try high-frequency and high current!” Maude cranked both dials to the maximum turning the voltage indicator past the yellow warning markings and deep into the red zone. The effect on Stephanie was immediate. She went tense, then started vibrating she was being forced through another orgasm, but at this voltage, it seemed like it would be her last. Her eyes bulged and her mouth opened and closed like a fish. She moaned, gasped, shook and then her body became completely rigid, but vibrating so fast that her features were blurred. Now she made no noise, held in the grip of the fearsome electrical current. Maude did not hit the “OFF” switch until the room started to fill with a light smoke and the smell of something – probably Stephanie - burning.

Stephanie slumped in the chair, held upright by only the straps. Maude approached the girl looking her over carefully. She wasn’t moving in any visible way. To make sure the child was gone, Maude put her ear close the girl’s face, listening for any sign of breathing.

“SURPRISE!” yelled Stephanie into the woman’s ear. Maude grabbed her chest, staggered and fell flat on her back.

***

“I sorry, Aunt Maude,” said Stephanie crying. “We play games like this with Miss Prudence all the time. She shocks us with a cables and a car battery until we faint. We try to fool her, but she just laughs when we do and gives us some more shocks. I didn’t mean to scare you so badly!”

Maude was sitting against the wall in the room muttering incoherently and Susan was taking her pulse. Susan said that with some rest she was sure her mother would recover.

“Perhaps it’s time we all went to bed,” observed Gregg.