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The Horse
Michele noticed all the cars parked near Jacques house as
she arrived. Most of them dwarfed her Ferrari. She parked
between a Mercedes and a Rolls, hoping they could see her
car when they pulled out. Jacque had been very insistent
that she should arrive promptly at seven for dinner.
Apparently this was a large dinner, perhaps for some of his
business associates too. This may be the break she'd been
waiting for - to meet his business friends. She'd been
trying to gather information on his business activities for
almost a year now, but he'd been very reluctant to allow
her any contact with his friends, almost to the point where
she wondered if he knew that she was and agent for
Intelligence. In fact, she'd speculated this in her last
report to her superior, Major Jennings.
The butler took her coat at he front door and escorted her
to the dining room. Apparently everyone as waiting for
her. She was sure she was on time. There were about
fifteen people there, mostly men although a few had brought
their wives or mistresses. Of course she fit the latter
category in connection with Jacque. One of the chairs was
empty she noticed as Jacque introduced her around. The
first course was being served as she heard another person
come in. As he entered the room, she came up short - It
was major Jennings. No one tried to introduce him. She
wondered if anyone had noticed her jump when he came in.
This continued to puzzle her through dinner until after
dessert, when Jacque stood up to make it all clear.
"I hope you all enjoyed your dinner, especially you, my
dear." he said, nodding to Michele. He went on, "I hope
you were not too startled when Mr. or - rather major
Jennings came in." Michele held her breath, what was going
on? Jacque resumed, "We have an entertainment in store for
us this evening, and you, my dear Michele, are going to
give us the immense pleasure of providing it. I'm sure you
will enjoy it too, although perhaps not in the manner you
might expect. I should explain first, that the major is
one of my - - - business associates shall we say."
Michele started to get up, then she noticed two of Jacques'
burly bodyguards at either arm of her chair. She sat down
again. Jacque smiled, "You may get up if you like, my
assistants will guide you to the room in the basement where
we have prepared for this event."
Michele felt betrayed - well, she had been. Jacque had
been aware of her function all along. No wonder he had
been so hard to trap. All of the guests were leaving the
room. She wondered what her chances of escape were. She
looked beside the chair at her escorts and realized her
chances were slim or non-existent. They were strong and
they were armed. There was no choice for the moment but to
play along. The room was empty now. She got up and let
the two men escort her to the basement.
The room was brightly lighted and almost everyone was
seated. Most of the light was concentrated at the front,
where there was a raised platform and a strange looking
device made from large tubes with a suspended step at
either side. She also recognized a video recording
arrangement, complete with cameras at the sides and back.
Jacque was on the dais with his niece, Irma. "Ah there you
are. Now just be patient. You of course know Irma, my
niece. The rest of you know she is not my niece, but my
faithful companion. She has complained of your presence
for some time now, not that she is jealous. It seemed only
fair to let her participate. This little device we call
'The Horse'. You must recognize the resemblance. We are
going to let you ride it. Bring Michele forward please."
Jacque sat down and the two men led Michele up to the
platform to join Irma. Irma nodded to them and they
started to undress Michele. She watched for a moment as
they started to unbutton her blouse, then when they were
about to unsnap her bra, she began to struggle. One of the
men took out his gun and pointed it at her she realized she
had to cooperate - for now. They removed her bra, and she
tried to ignore the whistles and catcalls from the group
when they saw her bare, full breasts. She held them up
high, refusing to be cowed. They removed her shoes, then
Irma removed her pantyhose. Then she felt her skirt being
unzipped. This was too much. she began to struggle again,
when she felt cold metal against her left breast and looked
down to see a gun pressed firmly against it. She let them
remove her skirt, and then her panties. She could not
pretend to be unaffected any longer, and she tried to cover
herself, but they pulled her hands away, and she stood
naked and blushing. She was just a little gratified when
she heard someone say,"She's really beautiful, look at
her." Then she felt a little chill when someone responded
with, "Yes, what a shame."
They led her behind the horse, and Irma uncovered a plate
in the top of the thick horizontal bar which as like the
back of the horse. She then reached into the opening and a
strange looking assembly rose up which had a slender
vertical shaft projecting up from it. They told her to get
on. She shook her head. Suddenly there was a gun at each
of her breasts from the two guards. She looked at the
device, then put her foot in one of the stirrups and swung
her leg over the top. One person in the audience
applauded. Her other foot came naturally to rest in the
other stirrup. Suddenly heard a noise from below and
realized that both her feet were clamped into the stirrups
and she could not escape.
It looked like she was in for what ever they had in mind.
Irma reached in between her legs and she felt something
cold and wet being rubbed over the lips and on her
clitoris. Then Irma told her to sit down. Michele looked
down and realized that the vertical probe would go right
into her pussy if she sat down. he hesitated. One of the
guards started to raise his gun. She'd had enough of that,
so she gingerly began to sit. The probe felt cold as it
touched the lips, and it didn't want to go in the intended
place. She blushed as someone, excited, called out,"That's
it get it inside you." Irma, being helpful, reached
between Michele's legs and found the lips and spread them.
Cooperating, the two of them managed to get the probe into
her pussy, while several people cheered them on.
Irma touched Michele's breast, and Michele saw that she was
adhering some sort of little metal disks over her nipples.
There was a bump in the middle of each one for her erect
nipple. This puzzled Michele, then she saw Irma fasten a
wire to each one, and she felt a surge of panic as she
began to realize what was going on. Just then Irma flipped
a switch, and there was no doubt, as Michele felt a slight
tingle in her breasts, and then,to her horror, between her
legs in her pussy. She started to get up, but Irma pushed
her back down, and she knew she could not get off anyway.
Someone in the group said, "I'll bet she can feel it now."
She could.
Irma explained to her,"No doubt you have guessed by now
that we're going to electrocute you through your breasts
and your pussy - and maybe a few other places. We will
enjoy it more if it feels good to you, so it probably
shouldn't be unpleasant, if you ignore the fact you are
going to die. If you don't cooperate, the end will be the
same, but much less pleasant. Will you cooperate?"
Michele didn't know what to do at the moment, so she nodded
agreement. Irma continued,"Directly under your clitoris is
another electrode that you can touch with your clitoris,
which will make it feel good as electricity flows into it.
However, beneath it is a switch, so when you press more
than a certain amount on it, - you will get full power and
be electrocuted. In the meantime, you will be pleasantly
stimulated in your breasts and pussy. Perhaps you will
come, I did when I tried this machine - although, of
course, I did not electrocute myself. I am going to start
turning it up now."
Michele felt the feeling of electricity grow stronger
inside her pussy. She gently touched her clitoris down
against the plate designed for it, wondering how much
pressure it would take for it to electrocute her. She
pressed a little more, hoping it wasn't too sensitive. It
really felt good. She couldn't disguise how it felt and
she sighed with pleasure. Someone from the audience
noticed and said,"I think she's starting to feel good in
her pussy, look at the way she's moving." Indeed she was
starting to sway back and forth. Then she didn't care if
they were watching.
She started to move up and down on the electrical probe
inside her pussy, sending cascades of delight up through
her pussy and through her body. Her breasts were warm and
felt good from the tingling electricity. Each time she
came down her clitoris touched the plate and sent a thrill
up through her tummy.
She was conscious of Irma touching her, telling her to lean
forward and grasp the vertical post in front of her. She
was almost afraid to, lest her clitoris press the plate too
hard and electrocute her. But she tried, and nothing
happened except she felt even better as her clitoris came
into firmer contact with the electrode. As she thought
about it, she started to get turned on just at the thought
that they were trying to electrocute her pussy. She
wondered what something like that would feel like. One of
Irma's hands was on her tummy, gently rubbing, the other
one was rubbing down her buttocks. Then the fingers ran
between her buttocks and downward, until they were
massaging the tight opening between the cheeks, behind.
Then she felt a pressure there, and felt one of Irma's slim
fingers, penetrate the opening and slide in. Then she felt
the tingling, and realized the finger was covered with an
electrode like the one in her pussy and it was sending
electricity in through her rectum. So close to her, pussy,
with so thin a wall between them, it felt like her whole
bottom was electrified with erotic intense surgings of
current. The finger was going in and out now, in
synchronism with her own motions. She had never
experienced sex this intense before. How could she tell
when she climaxed. Then she realized she felt the far off
glimmerings of her orgasm starting between her legs.
Gradually it grew until it was there and was engulfing her
in unbearably intense sexual delight until she couldn't
separate the electrocution from the orgasm. She dimly
heard the crowd murmuring excitedly, and heard one of them
say,"She's coming! She's doing it."
She was aware of her clitoris rubbing hard against the
plate as she was coming, and Irma saying, "That's it, rub
harder, make it feel good." How could it feel so good.
Then suddenly she felt the clitoris plate drop with a
'click' and she remembered - too late. She felt the
stirrups dropping, pulling her pussy tight down against the
mechanism which was about to electrocute her. Then it hit.
The current surged up through her pussy, her clitoris, and
from the electrode in her behind, coming up to meet the
current from her breasts. She knew now there was no escape
and she was being electrocuted in through her pussy with
everyone watching. She struggled for an instant, but it
was no use. Finally, the room faded.
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