Adventures In Rubber (Chapter 18) SeXStoRY

Chapter 18 Mandy wasn't quite herself today. As a matter of fact, she wasn't anyone in particular. In her present condition, she would have been hard-pressed to remember her name, let alone her actual identity. She was in a state between ecstasy and insanity, balanced on the edge. As the sculpture holding her prisoner tilted back and forth, her body reacted helplessly to the slithering stimulation from the little warts and not-so-little dildo built into the suit. Occasionally, the vibrations in her breasts and crotch would come alive, apparently at random, intensifying the sensations beyond belief. They never lasted long enough for her sensitive breasts or clitoris to become numb. Every time, they shut off after what felt like a few minutes. Periodically, she felt the water rushing into her ass, and the pressure would swell in her belly, exaggerating the apparent size of the dildo as she slid down onto it. At first, she had thought she might at least keep her presence of mind by counting orgasms. She knew that she had never before had more than four or five in a row. The tactic had failed, for she had lost count somewhere around twenty, and since then had alternated between a mindless state of wanton lust and shuddering release. Her satiation was always short-lived, however, as the insidious d**g that Mr. Dodds had given her turned her bl**dstream into a maelstrom of churning hormones, trapping her body in a vicious cycle of desire. Every few minutes, her head would clear slightly, and she would succumb to the intense vibrations and slippery caresses of her prison. Then, after a few minutes, (and perhaps an orgasm or two), she would experience a soft buzzing in her head and extremities, and a fuzzy feeling would envelope her, relieving the insistent stimulation of the aphrodesiac, allowing her to relax for a few precious moments. Then the cycle would renew... This went on for a while- hours? days? She had no way of knowing, and half the time she was too distracted to think about the passage of time, being out of her skull with sexual spending and exertions. After a while, all personal thoughts of herself, her life and her loves, left her. She became a single, living sexual organ, having only a simple, mindless awareness of stimulation and release. Eventually, after what seemed a lifetime of ecstasy, she perceived a subtle change, the fuzzy feeling overtook her, and as she slowly gave up consciousness, she realized dreamily that the rocking motions had finally stopped. -=*=- Mandy awoke in silent darkness. Gradually, she became aware of her surroundings. Her world was no longer one of m