Excerpt from: "The Bondmaids' Return"

 

Early that afternoon, Oberon's guests were sitting on chairs arrayed in a large ring on the field. They faced a smaller inner ring formed from fourteen low wooden posts. Rubber dildos on spring mounts capped thirteen of the posts while the last one had a silver ball mounted on it. Between the post tops were strung lengths of heavy rope, each painted a different colour. Strung onto each section of rope about a handbreadth apart were five clusters of table tennis-sized silver balls. Each cluster was divided from the next by small upright spiked wheels turning in a sleeve woven into the middle of the rope. The clusters of balls were connected by wires that ran to the posts then down and across the grass in a thick bundle to a distribution box connected to a power cable extension running out from the house. Wall stood by this monitoring its operation. A second set of cables ran from it to smaller colour-coded boxes fitted with dials and buttons that sat on the arm of each guest's chair.

The captive girls each stood straddling a section of rope and facing along it in the same direction. They stood very erect. The ropes were connected to the posts by springs that ensured, despite the difference in their girls' heights, even at the lowest point in the middle of each length it still cut into their groins and parted their sex lips. They were still wearing their bunny masks but now their yoke arms had been pulled round behind them. Pyramus, Moonshine and Lion, spanking paddles in hand, prowled about the ring ensuring the girls did not try to hop off.

The girls were fearful and cowed from their morning's ordeal, of which their still smarting flesh was a continuing reminder, but it was more than mere pain that weighed them down. It was the realisation of how casually force, or the threat of force, could be used against them by their captors for the amusement of others. Few if any of them would have experienced corporal punishment before and were still in shock. So now, when they saw the humiliation and suffering still to come, they seemed to shrink further. Kat appeared to be constantly on the verge of tears. April wished she could do something for her but knew she would just have to make the best of it. This morning had taught them that refusal was simply not an option.

'Now we come to part two of today's events,' Oberon said, striding grandly about the rope and post ring as he addressed the guests. 'As you see you each have control over the intensity of the current that flows through any of five sections on each length of rope our bunnies are straddling. Between them are fourteen posts, thirteen of which have insulated dildos on them. The last one has a silver ball that will automatically deliver a shock to any pussy that touches it. A bunny may perch on a dildo post but only if she has it inside her and is working it properly. If she stands still our wranglers will punish her. The game is to keep the bunnies moving about the ring, bumping the next one off her perch. At your own discretion you may lessen the current if a girl in your section is using the rope balls properly and is putting on a good display of frigging. After all, willingness to please should be rewarded.

'The game finishes when, in the opinion of our wranglers, every girl has orgasmed at least once. Right, if you are ready... switch on!'

The guests pressed the hand controller buttons and turned the dials. The girls yelped and danced up onto their toes as the silver balls they were straddling stabbed their bottom clefts and pussy lips with electric fire. There was not enough space between the balls to escape contact with them. Laugher rose up as the guests turned the dials, playing with their particular victim, making her dance like a puppet.

Desperately the girls stumbled forward stiff-legged, each heading for the post ahead of her and the dildo mounted upon it. As the ropes sawed at their groins and the balls rippled through their slots they got a rapid series of extra jolts, urging them along. The spiked wheels that divided each section were not electrified but, as they demonstrated when they jabbed their tender labial flesh lips, they were no place to linger.

April reached the post. The sprung dildo bent over, rubbing through her cleft, then found her lovemouth. She groaned as it slid up inside her and the electric torment stopped. She began to ride the post, working her hips back and forward, trying to look pained about it. She twisted round to see how the other girls were managing.

Niki was also safely plugged in. Kat and Jill had mounted their dildos and had clenched the posts between their thighs, but were frozen red-faced in acute embarrassment. This did not last long. Pyramus and Moonshine fell upon them, swiping their breasts and bottoms with their paddles.

'Get those pussies moving!' Pyramus shouted. 'I want to see some juice!'

The crisp stinging smacks had the desired effect. Sobbing, Kat and Jill began to work their hips, grinding and churning the dildos inside them. Then there were thirteen naked girls in bunny ears and tails desperately impaling themselves in the middle of a field before a crowd of masked strangers.

Megan was the odd girl out She had started with the post with the silver ball ahead of her. She had tried to jump over it, but it had caught in red-lipped valley of her vulva and the automatic sequence of shocks had set her thighs twitching so violently that she had been unable to pull herself off, much to the amusement of the guests.

Now she finally managed to tear herself free and sobbing, she staggered forward, the rope balls and wheels rippling through her slippery sex and butted Paula off the next post along, sending her stumbling painfully onto the next length of rope. Without a second's hesitation Megan mounted the warm wet dildo that had just sprung free out of Paula's vagina and sank down on it almost blissfully. However she was not allowed rest. Lion whacked her bottom.

'Get screwing, bunny!' he called. Gritting her teeth she began to pump her hips.

Meanwhile Paula made a lunge for the next post and pushed Gwen off. She slithered along the silver necklace of pain and toppled Gabriella, who then lunged forward and took Eve's post, claiming the dildo she had been warming.

But ahead of Eve was Kat looking so distraught that Eve clearly did not want to push her off her dildo and add to her misery. So in the middle section of her rope she began to work the strung balls and forth through her pussy, her eyes widening as the strange sensation filled her and the bucking of her hips set her breasts jiggling prettily. For a minute, the controller of Eve's section of rope permitted this entrancing display until companions wanted to see more action. So he turned up the current until Eve whimpered and was forced to skip forward from section to section and push Kat off her dildo post. In turn Kat was driven to displace Jill.

And so round and round they went, their sexes slithering across ropes and balls, spiked wheels and dildos wet with the juices of the girls who had gone ahead of them. The guests grew better at manipulating the current in their lengths of rope and began to trap girls between sections of intolerable current, sending them twitching and staggering back and forth. They wailed and screeched through their gag masks, saliva dribbling out from under them. Driven to a helpless frenzy they started to lose control of their bladders.

Pee spurted from their clefts, spraying over the shock balls into the air and trickling down thighs, cruelly adding to the conductivity of their flesh. Soon ropes and posts dripped with their water that fell as dew to the grass under their feet.

By now they were so dizzy with pain, fear and the forced stimulation of their sexes that any sense of shame had been forgotten. One by one they began to orgasm. April and Niki were first, but Eve and the rest were not far behind.

As each girl rolled up her eyes and went into sexual spasm Pyramus, Lion or Moonshine would prod their clenching overflowing sexes with experienced fingers and proclaim loudly, 'This bunny's cum!'

Finally it was over. Wall cut the power and fourteen trembling and exhausted girls sagged limply over the posts and ropes wet with the results of their unwilling pain and pleasure. The guests cheered and applauded.

'A splendid show, I think you will agree,' Oberon declared. 'We shall let our bunnies rest and recuperate now. Then this evening you will have a chance to try them out personally...'