BEYOND

I wake up through a constant but distant banging. I feel slightly dizzy and unable to orientate. Everything is dark around me. I can hear my own breathing very predominantly. Slowly I begin to explore my own body. I experience that I am covered in skintight latex from tip to toe. My face is hidden behind a gasmask. My breathing becomes irregular and faster. An overwhelming feeling, a combination of fear and ecstasy, is exciting me within. I start to shiver and learn that I must be lying on concrete or stone tiled floor. The cold is using my latex skin to intensify its power embracing me more and more without mercy.

Slowly I rise from the floor, feel like a phoenix out of the ashes, strong with great anticipation, but for some reason I am not able to move far. The sharp noise of heavy chains sliding across the floor is cutting through the air. I don’t understand …

All of a sudden the distant banging stops. After a short while it explodes again- loud and relentless as if right in front of me.

Then a door in the darkness opens letting a sharp ray of light in. I am dazzled for a moment, stumble back and fall hard on the floor. I see from the corner of my eye three pairs of heavily studded and laced up boots.

The floor I am awkwardly lying on is neither made of concrete nor stone tiles but of high glossy steel; so are the walls and the ceiling – the only embellishment is the chunky steel rings randomly scattered around the room, some of them with snap hooks attached.

Still captured by the sight, I missed out that the three pairs of boots arranged themselves behind my back. Two alien creatures kneeling, one still standing. Without warning I feel a thrilling sensation stimulating every fiber of my covered body through hands slowly and gently caressing me. Staring from my spine, down to my bottom, turning me on my back, touching my breast, my belly, thighs and legs. I hear a squirting sound- a flood of lube is covering my very self. Hands are now all over the place becoming more demanding, faster, harder, and wilder. Someone is unzipping my crotch to reveal a juicy dripping pussy a bit swollen because of all the excitement and ecstasy.

Hands are grabbing me very hard and sliding me over the lube covered steel floor towards the corner of the room where the most iron rings had been attached. No words are spoken, only the sound of breathe through a labyrinth of tubes attached to gas masks is all one can hear.

My wrist and ankles are wrapped in latex cuffs and have been connected by chains allowing hardly any room to move. Hands are continuing to touch me very forceful finding their way between my legs. I cannot distinguish any of the creatures or who is touching where- creatures intermingling, sliding up and down on one and another. I am perfectly restricted in my movements, totally defenseless. I can feel three fingers in my vagina and then… cut off my air supply. Someone is regulating my breathing. I am panicking but the stimulation in my pussy continues. I am completely torn between utmost sensation and fear of fainting. Then there is the release and I can breath again. Slowly a cock is entering my pussy. Then the game starts again: This time I’ve been penetrated fast and hard by more than one cock restricted in my breathing at the same time. I experience an indescribable excitement of the hardest and most intense of all stimulations of body and mind…

Then I wake up…

© Zenobia Seedwerk