84.

MAEVE HAWTHORN.
I shivered when I saw how hooded his eyes were, they reek of the most horrible decision that a man could ever make and it filled me with fear.
Fear and another feeling that I know all too well, a feeling I can’t seem to get enough of. EXCITEMENT.
“W- Where are we going?” I swallowed as I asked and it was as though that question unleashed something in him, it got him angrier than I thought it would.
“Are you questioning me?” He growled, his voice echoing in the bathroom as he spoke and I felt my knees go weak, his immense aura threatened to rip me apart and my teeth clattered.
I know dang well that he can’t hurt me, he wouldn’t do that so why do I feel this much incredible fear that makes it unable for me to even breathe.
“N- No. No. I was just wondering if-” I tried to explain myself but my voice failed me. His fingers trailed down my temple and reached around to press into my back.
My breath caught in my throat when I didn’t feel his arm around me anymore but soon after, it started moving up, slithering on my body and then just like that-
Everything turned dark.
My head ached a little bit as I tried to open my eyes but even though I knew that my eyes were opened, I still couldn’t see anything.
Everywhere was dark and silent. I felt sweat break out of my skin as my heart thudded and pounded rapidly.
What is this? What’s going on? Why is everywhere so dark?
Have I gone blind? Can I still hear?
I tried to listen for a sound but I couldn’t hear anything. My stomach twisted as my chest tightened and I tried to think back but I couldn’t recall being hurt by a predator.
I didn’t recall a stranger coming into the bathroom, it was just-
ENZO!
His name rang loudly in my head. Before everything went completely dark, I felt his fingers at the back of my neck and that was it.
What do I think he is if not a fucking predator?
Something was definitely over my face and not just that, I tried to open my mouth but it all came to futile when I realized that I couldn’t open it all.
It felt as though there was something in it; probably a gag. I was standing, I’m sure of that, my arms were above my head tied together, it was tied to something, I was sure of that too.
My arms ached from the insane tension, my tip toes just managing to give me some support from the floor.
I felt like I was in some high heeled boots of some kind and my body, am I still dressed? Naked or naked under a hot second skin?
Finally, I heard a sound. It was the sound of footsteps approaching and with each sound that seeped into my ear, I felt cold. I felt the need to break out of whatever this is and just RUN!
The footsteps grew closer and closer and it felt like I could hear again. I could hear the sound of my breathing, I could literally hear my blood rushing and my heart beating rapidly.
Soon, the sound of a door unbolting, making a terrifying crack filled the room and I shuddered at the realization that he was here.
Enzo is here, in this room, with me.
I felt his large hand on my head, a scrape of Velcro and my eyes blinked in the light. Adjusting to the light, the luxury it was deprived of before.
“Hmmmmm.” I couldn’t speak no matter how desperate I was. My eyes darted left and right in panic, trying to figure out where I was but I’ve never been in this room before.
It was some sort of clinical room and when I looked up, my eyes widened and my chest almost stopped when I saw that I was hanging by a rope to the low ceiling, my feet just touching a glistening black slate floor.
WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SICK ROOM?!
“Hmmmmm!” I writhed, trying to yell at and ask him what he thought he was doing. I wanted to scream how sick in the head he is to him but I could tell by the small smile at the side of his lips that he knew that already.
On the other side of the room was a full length mirrored wall that caused my mind to scream when my eyes landed on it.
OH MY GOD!
I could see myself reflected, hanging there, and behind me was a table and other strange tubular devices.
He’s sick. He’s really sick! I never should have gone into the natatorium, I should have pretended like I didn’t know he was there.
I SHOULD HAVE GONE TO MY ROOM!
Enzo was standing there, half naked and looking so enticing that even though he hadn’t done anything, I could feel my orgasm building up but it was my own predicament reflecting back that made me wriggle and gargle the most.
I was dangling, on tiptoes in a skin tight one piece leather catsuit that felt really hot against my skin and it ran from the heeled stiletto boots I was wearing up tight clad thighs over my imprisoned boobs to a horrid Gimp mask.
No. I can’t see myself like this!
I had a Velcro sealed mouth hole and only tiny mesh for my nostrils so I could breathe. My eye slit was open but the Velcro cover hung at the side ready at any time to be put back in place.
My long dark brown hair had been carefully tucked through a hole in the back of the hood giving me what looked like a cute long ponytail.
I could see my own wide terrified eyes staring back from the wall size mirror and my mind was racing, a crazy mixture of terror and arousal.
“Relax or you’re only going to hurt yourself if you keep moving,” Enzo finally said after what seemed like forever and I just couldn’t wrap my head around how he could do something so sick.
“I told you daddy isn’t done with you yet, didn’t I?” He added and I felt the tears welling up in my eyes as I shook my head but he only shrugged and walked off.
He wheeled a trolley in front of me and It was full of horrid devices. Some I had no clue about, others looked terrifyingly obvious.
His green, predatory eyes met mine and I pleaded with mine but he didn’t even react as he put a finger to his mouth and looked as though he was lost in thoughts.
“Amazing.” He muttered, admiring his tight bodied captive, ME, and with that, he started what I knew was going to be both thrilling and excruciatingly painful.
I felt the chest flap restraining my boobs in place come loose, drawing a groan out of me as my boobs sprang out at right angles forced through the two chest holes in my tight catsuit, my nipples dark and erect from the friction inside my suit.
Enzo cupped both my hard breasts and squeezed them tightly, feeling the weight and texture under his fingers and thumb. I bit down hard on whatever was in my mouth trying in vain to pull away from his savage groping.
He moved behind me to grip them both from the rear; once again almost as if he was guessing the weight of some hard ripe fruits.
His fingers and thumbs teased the nipples, tugging the responsive flesh, lengthening and hardening the tips.
“Fuckkkk.” I murmured to myself, my voice coming out choked through my gag. My ability to show my disgust was severely limited as only my blazing eyes gave a hint of the awful shame I felt.
I looked like I’d been dipped naked into tar, my curves and bulges given nowhere to hide. My legs now seemed to go on forever, the heels giving me an erect tit thrusting posture.
Either side of me, hanging down were two rings on thick ropes, like an Olympic athlete would use. Enzo reached down to lift one of my legs under the knees.
I kicked, trying in vain to get away and it was a struggle but one at a time he put my calves through the waist high rings so I was held legs open wide in a frog squat.
My inside knees now carried some of my weight onto the rings and ropes rather than all through my overhead bound hands.
My groin felt awfully exposed, the leather creaking as my thighs now struggled to stretch that wide.
Enzo meticulously searched his trolley, everywhere silent as he rummaged through it and my mind just spun round and round.
How did he bring me here in just a little time? Little time? How long was I even out for? Where is this creepy looking clinic?
Soon, he unfastened a flap under my crotch, exposing two holes cut in the tight thong leather, one of the holes was over my tight little ass.
I bit down hard and gargled as he slowly, carefully inserted a greased butt plug up inside my asshole. I bucked, my asshole was so tight that I felt like he was inserting his entire arm into it.
The bulbous head of the buttplug fitted snugly inside my hole, keeping my muscles continuously stretched around the exposed shaft.
Running through the centre of the plug was a quarter inch rubber tube with an attached pipe and I didn’t realize at the time but this would make it easy to fill my ass with warm water, pee or anything else he might mix into a slimy solution.
How did he even get all of this knowledge?! I know he didn’t have a degree in medicine and surgery or does he?
He then moved to my pussy, with how widely spread open I am, I knew there was no way to stop him from licking and fucking my cunt with his tongue anytime he feels like it.
Why does something so horrible feel so hot?
My pussy purred, what felt like a creampie soaking my pussy and filling me with the urge to take him deep inside me but Enzo only added lube to a big dildo, twisting the huge thing up my tight pussy, bit by bit till my pussy almost swallowed the end.
The dildo pressed against my butt plug making me feel embarrassingly full and unable to take anymore.
I saw Enzo’s pupils dilate with satisfaction at the fact that my pussy was gripping the cock huge enough before refastening the crotch flap, sealing the cock inside me.
Nothing has been done yet and I could feel my pussy tightening around the dildo, a wave of orgasm coursing through my being and threatening to push me over the edge.
Finally, Enzo unfastened my mouth flap, “WHAT A-” I coughed and tried to speak but I couldn’t because gripped between my teeth was a thick rubber shaped like a ring.
The hole was about an inch wide and my tongue darted through, trying to form words but nothing really came out.
I groaned but it came out as some sort of moan, echoing and reverberating through the room and then coming back to my ears.
After inserting a tubelike pipe over my tongue and almost down my throat, Enzo reattached the mouth Velcro.
He stroked down my shiny leather clad waist, under my legs, across the groin bump where the dildo was buried until finally he reached my ass plug, with the tube dangling from it.
I watched in the mirror with growing horror as he attached the tube to a canister hanging from the wall. He twisted a valve and the canister came to life, hissing quietly to itself.
The pipe began to flex as compressed air flowed down then up into the butt plug and then I felt it. The other end of the tube sticking out inside my cavity was attached to a deflated limp rubber balloon.
I jerked and writhed as the rubber ball filled until rigid, like a fist inside my ass. I could feel my ass muscles squealing in vain as it tried to resist its growth into a really big hand.
“Hmmmm. Ohhhh. Unnghhhh.” Were the only sound I could make as the growth increased before abruptly stopping and just after that, Enzo moved away.
He sat, legs apart, on the chair directly in front of me. My eyes darted to his hands as he stroked his groin, stroking his cock through the flimsy short he had on.
I felt like a little cock deprived slut as I yearned for him to expose his hungry hard cock to me. I wanted him to jerk off while I watched and probably lead his cum down my throat with the tube he had in my mouth.
“Fucking slut,” he groaned as he pressed his cock and I felt something move inside me, “you like this, don’t you?” He sighed, his shorts still covering his cock.
“You look disgusted but it makes you look even more sexy, so sexy I’m trying my hardest not to fuck you so hard right now because I want to admire you more.” He continued.
“Don’t worry,” he smiled wickedly, “you’ll cum more times than you’ve ever done.” He added as if that was supposed to make me feel at ease.
He slid his hand down my tummy and over my aching pussy bump, the flap was open a little so that he could touch the flat end of the buried dildo. I bucked at the slight extra pressure nudging deep inside me.
Reaching for what I recognized to be a remote, Enzo pushed a button and I groaned as I felt a slight tingle inside my hot aching cunt.
Hr continued pushing the button and I began to shudder, gargling as the rubber cock came alive inside me, the current was low but terrifying.
The tip of the cock was pressed against my inner lips, humming at my womb entrance. I couldn’t stop writhing as he increased the pressure, my hips bucking, my tits thrusting up, fully erect.
My clit was already swollen, shuddering with pleasure, my thoughts very fucking wild and desperate.
“Ohhhhhhhhh Goddddddddd. Fuckkkkkkkkk. Ahhhhhhhhh.” I screamed in my mind, the tingling sensation was insane, my body felt hot as though I was having an awakening.
Enzo smiled, taking one of my tits in his hand, caressing and pinching my nipples as they aroused and got exceedingly hard.
“Your body is crying for it, dirty slut,” his voice seeped into my ear, making the orgasm building up even more painful, “cum for me, whore.” He whispered.
I could hardly hear him, my clit was on fire, my pussy hot and my nerve endings betrayed me. I couldn’t hold out. I felt my ass clenching, my boobs swelling.
“Fuckkkkkkk.” I began to convulse, my pussy trying in vain to squeeze the electric cock out of me. I tried to scream, my clit unbearably tender, exploding in orgasm.
My ass bucked, my muscles clenching harder and harder squeezing the inflated anal ball. I couldn’t take anymore, my breathing was too heavy to control.
“Good girl, you can take it.” Enzo egged me on, taking it up a notch. I could tell that he knew I was at the peak of my orgasm.
My thoughts were frantic as the current continued rough and heavy inside me. My orgasm was making spots before my eyes. I’d reached the point of total explosion, my clit now tender beyond belief.
This has to be the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had.
“That’s it,” Enzo groaned as the vibrating stopped and I hung totally limp, my ass relaxing, allowing the ball to re-inflate, my slutty juices trickling around the warm horrid dildo.
Enzo undid my pussy flap and slowly pulled the artificial cock out of my pussy, it popped from my hole, the air making my open slit tingle.
I couldn’t hold it in and so, without hesitation, I closed my eyes and let all of my squirt out of my cunt, it was the longest squirt I’ve ever had in my entire life.
“You’re being such a good slut, you deserve a rest.”