CHAPTER 1

 

She heard water dripping off in the distance...somewhere.

It was dark down here. The only light was a small red one directly over her head. The rest of the stone-walled room was in darkness.

That mattered little because of the large, padded blindfold which covered her eyes and most of her forehead. In fact, little of the girl's head could be seen but her tousled chestnut hair, for a heavy ball gag was deep in her mouth, and it was attached to a wide leather strap which covered most of her cheeks and slipped around to buckle behind her head.

She was naked, her body lushly beautiful, her full young breasts thrusting proudly upwards with the vigour of youth, her long, perfectly sculpted legs stretched down below her as she stood on her toes. And if they seemed to tremble and shake it was only because she had been standing on her toes for so very long.

Beads of sweat trickled slowly down her forehead where her hair was matted to her damp flesh, down her chest between her high rounded breasts, down her trim belly and flat abdomen, and down onto the thick, shining steel bar that rose from the floor below her to pierce her smoothly shaven vaginal orifice.

The bar was very deeply buried within her, and quite thick. The flesh around it strained tautly, clinging to the cold mirrored surface of the gleaming steel.

The girl's arms were behind her back. Heavy leather straps were buckled around her wrists, as well as around her arms both below and above her elbows, pinning her arms together and forcing her proud young breasts out.

As if to help in that task two metal clips were attached to her small pink nipples. They had sharp, jagged teeth and were very tight, biting into the tender flesh. Wires were attached to them, pulling them outwards, tugging on the girl's nipples so that they stretched.

The wires led slightly up and then joined together as they slipped over a small wheel attached to a bar in front of her. Then the single wire descended a foot. Attached to it was a small but heavy metal weight that quivered a half inch above a round metal plate.

The girl's back was arched sharply, as if she was afraid to let the weight touch the plate. And indeed as the exhausted looking girl's chest momentarily eased forward the metal weight slowly descended and made contact. There was a crackling sound, as if sparkling electricity was suddenly released.

She screamed then, howled, shrieked, though the sounds were slight because of the heavy ball gag jammed into her mouth. Indeed, the room was almost silent, the distant sound of water dripping from a pipe louder than the muffled howls coming from the girl in the darkened corner. She jerked her body back but the weight hesitated, as if magnetically locked to the contact. Her desperation was great, however, and as her nipples stretched out it finally yanked free, breaking the contact.

She stopped screaming, groaning softly, tears trickling from her wide blue eyes, wetting the already damp blindfold.

She swayed weakly, blinking her eyes.

Her legs trembled: her feet shook.

Her feet were strapped tightly into place on the floor. Her heels were several inches higher. Just below them were two small metal pedals which were obviously meant to be depressed. Her heels touched them now and then, but always jerked quickly up.

Almost always.

Her eyelids sagged weakly behind the blindfold, and her heels came slowly down, made contact with the pedals, then, slowly, the pedals pushed back.

The metal bar which pierced her seemed to hum. Her eyes bulged and she screamed into the gag, jerking her heels off the pedals. The movement rocked her forward and the weight made contact with the plate. There was another crackling sound and again she howled, arching her back violently to force the weight up.

Light filled the room suddenly and a tall, beautiful woman came through the door. She smiled at the girl and stroked her damp hair.

"Well, my dear," she said. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

The girl's head twisted frantically towards her and she moaned beneath the gag. The woman chuckled, then slid a hand down onto belly, sliding it in between her straining thighs to stroke against her sweating sex where the bar pierced her.

"Getting a charge out of life now, Simms?" the woman asked with a sneer.

She stepped behind her and pressed the tip of one pointy shoe down on one of the pedals.

The girl began to shriek and tremble.

The woman smiled, pressing lower, and lower...pressing the pedal down to the floor.

The younger woman howled and shook violently, screaming in an undulating howl, her entire body convulsing as the older woman watched in cold pleasure.

"Yes, perhaps another few hours and you'll be more cooperative," the older woman said with a smile.

She released the pedal then walked away, snapping off the light behind her.

The girl sobbed quietly.