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FANTASY WRITING CONTEST #5

ENTRY #4

 

The Electric Chair

It was a bright, sunny, spring morning, as Calli left her house for work. The birds were singing, the breeze blowing, and the fresh smell of new life filled the air. It should have been a pleasant drive, except for the fact that Calli was lost in her thoughts, thoughts that were not especially pleasant.

Once again, Calli and her husband Nick, had had one of their huge arguments about her determination to resist his suggestions that they experiment a little bit in their sexual encounters, by bringing in another couple! "A bitch", she remembered Nick calling her as she had slammed out the door earlier. How dare he call her a bitch, she'd show him just what a bitch was! Just because she wasn't interested in sexual variations, did not make her a bitch! And Nicks' idea of her wearing latex and being submissive was going just a little too far. Next thing you know he was probably going to try to bring toys to bed! Even last night he had to go on and on about how much she would like it if she tried it, the sexual partners thing. He was getting too kinky for her, even thinking that she would want to try anal sex! Not on her life!

As Calli drove into the parking lot where she had a reserved space , she felt a chill run over her. The stress of the morning had her nerves shot. She could see nothing out of the ordinary in comparrison to any other morning. Calli stepped out of her car and turned and bent over to reach her breifcase in the back seat. Suddenly, she felt herself being grabbed from behind, and a strong, pungent smell came across her face as a strong hand covered her mouth and nose with a rag, wet with a putrid odor. Then her world went black.

"God, have I got a headache", Calli thought as she struggled to regain full conciousness. And my eyes seem to be stuck shut. She moved to sit up, only to find that she could not move at all! And her jaw ached. "Oh God no!", Calli wanted to scream, but her mouth was clamped wide open with a ring device that fit perfectly inside of her mouth, forcing it to stay that way. A ball was inserted into the ring, preventing her from screaming out for help. Upon further attempts to move, Calli came to the full realization that she was in a very unusual and vulnerable state. She could feel something warm and smooth covering her body. While she was squirming, she had felt the slippery feel of the latex body suit in which she was encased. She was beginning to comprehend her predicament. She had been abducted! It was all coming back to her now. The drive to work, the parking lot, turning to get her briefcase, and then the smell and the blackness. Panicked, Calli once again struggled to sit up from her laid back position. She could tell that she was sitting in a large chair, her arms and legs, even her fingers and toes, were encased in latex, a body suit covering her torso, arms and legs. Her hand and feet, fingers and toes, were covered in latex as well, the gloves on her hands being attached to the chair so that even her fingers were immobile. She was tilted back slightly, her legs spread wide and fastened to the chair with leather straps and cuffs, her arms were fastened to the arms of the chair as well, in much the same manner as her legs and ankles. She could see nothing due to the smooth latex hood covering her head. The only parts of her body that were exposed, were her nose and mouth, and to her horror, she realized that her breasts and her private parts were also left bare. What was happening! Calli struggled furiously to free herself, but all that she caused to happen was for her to begin to sweat inside of the latex body suit, getting her slippery and hot. And the smell, latex had a very distinct smell.

Suddenly, Calli felt the movement of air against her exposed, and cleanly shaven pussy. What was happening? Someone was down there, smelling her most intimate parts. She could feel their warm breath close to her asshole. She sat, frozen, vulnerable to the whole situation, helpless to do anything but wait. The strong, latex smell filled her nostrils, her senses were heightened by her fear, she listened for some sign of what was to come. Dread told her that it would not be good.

Slowly Calli felt the chair being tilted back even further, so that when it stopped, her feet and legs were in the air, exposing her pussy and butt. Her head was tilted back, held tight to the chairback by a leather neck collar. She felt the ball being removed from the ring in her mouth. A long, wet finger, she could swear it was a womans, lightly circled the inside of her mouth. Suddenly, her mouth was again filled, but not with the ball. A long, smooth, wet dildo was being pushed inside of her mouth, sliding slowly in and out. Calli was forced to swallow as it made it's way down her throat bit by bit, or else she would have choked. Her throat was forced to relax and expand to accomodate the silicone intruder. She felt so violated! And just as quickly as it had entered her throat, the dildo was gone. But worse was to follow, for it was immediatley replaced by another dildo, wet, and as smooth as silk. Callis throat had been well exercised, so it was more readily able to take this dildo, and the huge slick object slid easily into her throat, again causing her to swallow or gag. She struggled to inhale lifegiving air through her nose. It was then that she realized, to her horror, that this was not a silicone dildo, but a hard, wet human cock! Her mouth was filled with the taste of the cum that was dripping out of the end of the invading dick. Calli fought and twisted, terror seized her heart and the room began to spin. And then, again, it was over and the ball was inserted back into her mouth before she could make a sound.

Footsteps, muffled whispers, her ears strained to hear some of what was being said. The latex hood however, covered her ears making it impossible to decipher what was being said. How many were there, she wondered, how much violation would she have to endure? Another sound, tho different from the whispers. A soft buzzing sound. And again, the breath on her pussy. Something wet and cool trickled down her pussy lips and onto her exposed asshole. Callis asshole was tight, never having been used for anything but what nature had intended. It was pure and pink, like a little rosebud. Slowly she felt the liquid being softly smoothed around her hole. "NO!" she screamed silently, for she did not need to be told what was coming. Her butt was worked gently, slowly, sensuously, until Calli could not help but relax. Little zaps of pleasure shot up her ass, and she felt her pussy getting moist. "Oh no, no, no!", she wanted to holler, but for different reasons now. Her pussy was opening up to the foreign hands as well. Calli fought to stop her body from defying her, to not avail. Her asshole began to quiver as a smooth, wet finger rubbed slowly around its enticing edges, slipping in slightly now and then, and stopping to stroke the inside of the dark, juicy hole. Just when Calli thought thaat she could take no more, the hands were gone. In their place came a cool soft object. It circled her ass and entered so slowly that Calli thought that she might come from the sensations it aroused. This would be more devastating than the violation itself, for this would mean that the abductors were gaining control over her body. The butt plug was inserted, it would stay in place with no help from anyone. The center of the clear plug slipped out and the device was left inside of her asshole with the inner end left open. After a minute there was more movement around her ass. There was that buzzing sound again. Instantly, Calli felt a quivering sensation inside of her most private place. Her tight asshole squeezed and pulsed, as a long, pencil-thin silicone vibrator was rubbed against the inside of her asshole, deep inside at the open end of the plug. Calli moaned with unwanted pleasure as the inside of her ass was stroked. Through her delirium she thought that she heard a mans voice encouraging her to enjoy, to give in, because this was going to happen whether she liked it or not. As the thin, electric device was removed from her anal canal, something new touched the hot, now wet lips of Callis pussy. It stroked her lips, pulling them gently apart, and she felt something small and soft, yet firm press against her clit. Then again, the buzzing sound. Calli was nearly incoherent with pleasure. She could no longer control her aching pussy and throbbing ass. She could only wait to see what was to come. And as the clit stimulator was gently removed ofter having worked sufficiently to get her pussy as wet as it had ever been, Calli felt her ass being lifted again. She was sweating profusely now, unable to stop her body from responding to the torture it was being forced to endure. The inside of the latex suit was dripping wet, She felt a tongue circling her pussy and then her ass, and finally her clit. She ached for release, she craved the surging, hot, tingle of orgasm. It was not yet to be. 


Hands, so many hands, groping, reaching, stroking, teasing. Fingers tickling, tongues licking and sucking on her tits which were waiting hard and exposed, for their turn, nipples standing erect and ready to be suckled and pinched. Again, the ball was removed from her mouth and again she felt the cock entering her throat while her asshole was being worked and stretched. As Calli swallowed the dick in her throat, she felt something else, something larger and harder, yet smoother and wetter than the buttplug had been, entering her asshole. Another cock! She twisted to no avail. And then she felt hot wet lips against her clit, sucking, licking, flicking her love button until she thought that she would die. Fingers entered her pussy, stroking her "spot". And then it happened, Calli could feel her juices building, and finally, as the cock in her mouth exploded, hot cum shot down her throat, as she swallowed furiously to keep from drowning, Calli felt the most electrifying orgasm she had ever experienced, rip through her belly and into her sopping pussy, as her asshole squeezed and contracted with every wave of the most intense pleasure she had ever known. And then, once again, that terrible smell, as her world went dark once more.

When Calli awoke, she was back in her car in the parking lot where she had been that morning. Only now it was evening. How long had she been held? Had it all been a dream? Driving home, Calli tried to rethink what had taken place. Had she simply blacked out and imagined everything in some kind of delirious sickness? Would she ever know?

As Calli walked in the door to her home, her husband was sitting at the table with his back to her. He was busy having a discussion with the young couple who had recently moved into the house next door. Hearing the door, Nick stood up from his seat and turned to greet her. "HI babe, how was your day?', he asked. "You're late, did anything happen?"

Calli didn't want Nick to know what she had been thinking about, "No, nothing much", she anwered quietly. "How did your day go?"

Nick gave her a long look before answering, "Great! I thought that we could maybe go out for dinner if you'd like. You look exhausted from your day, no need to cook. John and Annie dropped over to say Hi, and I thought maybe we could make it a foursome. What do you say?" he asked, and waited for her to answer.

"Yeah, okay", Calli said. "Just let me sit down for a minute and rest my feet, then I"ll freshen up and we can be off". Calli plunked herself in her favorite chair in the corner that she always liked to curl up in. It was covered by a thick chair cover, that was almost plush enough to sink into. Something felt different though. Calli lifted the cover back to look beneath it at the chair. She gasped in shock, and slowly raised her eyes to meet Nicks. The chair...it couldn't be. Yet she knew it was. "How did you say your day was Nick?" she asked again, watching him intently, uncertainty written all over her face. She glanced over to the neighbors who were still sitting in chairs at the table. Annie smiled while John gave her a silly grin. Nick walked over to Calli and stroked her hand which was draped over the arm of the chair. "My day, my love? Well, let's just say....it was electrifying!" 


 Story Submitted By Esternblonde

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