Party Installation

As she ended her sentence Linda could just about see her right hand press a button on the remote and the live feed inside her gas mask went black.

Total silence.

It felt like minutes to Linda but could only have been mere seconds.

Suddenly the plugs in her lower parts sprang to life. Linda jerked hard against her bondage but the movement was barely noticeable to anyone looking at her. An onlooker would, however, have had no trouble hearing the moans of pure pleasure escaping her lips. The setting was low but strong in force. Linda quickly got more and more aroused and shortly wanted the vibrations to pick up in speed so she could cum. The pain from her arms, the numbness in her feet and the difficulty breathing in the corset and tight bondage was all but gone. By god she wanted to cum.

She was brought back to reality by a door bell. The Stills were obviously with her down in the lounge again since the door was opened and a symphony of greets and pleasantries could be heard.

"Oh my god! You found someone who agreed to your freaky advert?" someone suddenly said out loud, making the chit chat end abruptly. The voice was female.

"Oh hell no, that is a real person in there?" a male voice asked.

"We did. Let me present you to Linda, part of our entertainment for tonight", Kate said.

Linda could feel hands all over her body as the guests must have run over to inspect her. She felt so degraded and vulnerable as Kate explained how they had come in contact and how she now was bound and at their mercy with vibrating plugs in pussy and ass, able to look at her own fate through the video goggles.

"Never thought you would find a sicko that would let anyone do this to them. She must have had a tough childhood or something. Parents hitting her or maybe?" a male voice said.

Linda felt herself getting angry as she heard these typical prejudices. However she could do nothing about it.

"Do you really care?" George said and got a no in reply followed by a group laughter.

"Who wants something to drink then?" George continued.

A tall order of drinks ranging from beer to cocktails was taken up by George. Before he could get around to get them Kate interrupted him and said: "Now you have not forgotten that we all have to drink the special cocktail first?"

The room became filled with disgusted objections but Kate simply stated: "Now now, since we found a subject to help us do our special game night, something NONE of you thought we would succeed with, you are going to come through on your end of the deal. Come on, it is just one small glass and it is practically tasteless".

The group agreed Kate was right and it sounded like they all were sitting on the sofas having drinks and chatting along.

Linda was left to herself and starting to lose her mind due to the constant simulation. It made her approach an orgasm but was way too weak to take her over the edge. In spite of this she figured there were two couples, both male and female, who apparently did not share the Still's tastes in extreme entertainment. Now and then someone would laugh at another of the guests for losing focus and just staring at her. She felt so exposed.

All of a sudden the vibrations stopped and as Linda released a disappointing moan the video goggles came back to life. The angle of the camera had slightly moved so she now saw the whole group in their sofas and herself in the background.

Kate spoke: "Ok, anybody not remembering how tonight's game works?"

Linda saw both of the other females raise their hands.

"Right", Kate continued. "You are competing in a typical 'who knows most' game. I will read out questions and the first who knows the answer quickly presses their buzzer and is allowed to answer. If the answer is correct you score a point and I will ask a new question. If you answer incorrectly you lose a point and the question is still open to the remaining four contestants. If anyone knows the answer they press their buzzer. It continues until I have a correct answer or none of you knows it".

Everyone nodded in agreement that they understood the rules.

Kate continued: "Now, this would not make the game any different from other times we have played it, so here is tonight's twist. Every time you press your buzzer a shock of electricity will be sent to Linda over here. The quicker you press, the more painful will be the shock. Linda has shock points at her breasts, anus and pussy. Once you press, any one of the points, a mix of two of the points or finally all of them will shock her. Where and how many points shock her is random".

Linda felt like she was gutted alive, up till now, the somewhat scary, degrading yet sensual experience, just took a nose dive towards pure and utterly horrific. She would be shocked in her most vulnerable parts.

The group cheered and laughed at the thought of bringing pain to her. They might not be kinky but they were at least all sadistic in some form.

Kate spoke again: "We can't just shock our poor subject all evening that would be real cruel. So whenever someone gets a question right the vibrators will start and for every question that the same contestant gets right the power will increase. If the winning streak is cut by a wrong answer the vibration will stop and will not be turned on again until I get a new correct answer. Shall we start?"

As the group cheered again and settled themselves in the sofas, buzzers held high, Linda could see all five contestants had a buzzer each with wires running towards her and the frame. Before she could contemplate on her situation Kate read the first question: "What colours are in the German flag?"

Linda saw one of the girls hit her hand on her buzzer. She could swear she actually heard the current build up for a split second before it hit her. She tensed up like a violin string and jerked as much as her bondage let her. She screamed at the top of her lungs as her breasts and pussy felt like they were on fire. After what felt like a minute, the pain was gone just as fast as it had hit her. Most of the group looked at Linda in awe and shock as the female who hit the buzzer answered:

"Black, red and yellow."

"Correct!" Kate announced and pressed the remote.

The vibrator sprung to life and Linda let out a loud moan.

"She is a horny, little bitch isn't she?" the girl now in the lead said. "I will take you to heaven winning this game, you just watch!"

"Next question. What is the highest mountain in the USA?" More hands but the same girl was fastest. She was even faster than the previous time. Linda felt only her breasts explode in pain this time. It was much more intense than the previous time and she became scared and started to cry. Answer: Mount McKinley. Another correct answer, vibrators turned up another notch.

Heaven and hell followed. Pain, pleasure, pain, pleasure... After what felt like days Linda started to realize the pain actually got her more aroused. She had been taken to the edge of cumming at least once, but a wrong answer from George had stopped the vibrators just short of what must be one of the most powerful levels. Linda was convinced he was wrong on purpose.

Since the group were downing beer after beer, drink after drink it was no surprise to Linda when one of the men suddenly excused himself and asked which toilet to use.

"The one just up the stairs labelled Downstairs Lounge," George replied.

The group stopped the game and followed the man going upstairs with their eyes. Next they focused on Linda as if they were waiting for something. The vibrators were on medium power and Linda could not focus enough to figure out why she was so interesting all of a sudden.

It was the sudden effect of no air coming in her gas mask that got her attention and sharpened her senses. The following surging sound in the gas mask hose and a strong smell were the last clues she needed. She was not only their pain and pleasure toy for the night, she was also their urinal. She was about to scream in protest when a stream of hot, fresh male urine hit the area around her mouth.

She wanted out... NOW. Linda pulled and shifted as much as she could but she was going nowhere. Around 30 or so straps made sure of that, each of them locked with individual padlocks. Holding her breath, the level in the mask steadily rose and was soon over her nostrils. She had no choice... to breath she would have to drink it. Tears flowed down her latexed cheek into the piss as she closed her eyes and swallowed. The stale, salty taste made her sick to her stomach. Two small swallows later she could at least breathe through her nostrils.

Linda opened her eyes just in time to see George hitting his buzzer sending a surge of electricity through all three electro points. Breasts, ass and pussy.

She screamed.

The following seconds Linda was in panic as she had almost choked on the warm urine. She swallowed as best she could between the coughs and finally settled down and started breathing normally. The urine level was just under her lips if she opened her mouth in full but could not get any more into her mouth unless her head was tilted. She would just have to live with the fact that the gas mask was always going to be part-filled with urine from this point and onwards.

Having some knowledge of re-breathing and gas masks she figured that the outlet valve in the mask was reversed or stopped in some way. Otherwise it would have been emptied as she exhaled. It did not.

The torture continued. More of the group went frequently to the "toilet" to relieve themselves and Linda came to the conclusion the special drink must have been some form of diuretic.

Pain, vibrations, piss, vibrations, pain, pain, pain, more piss, vibrations...

Linda was so beat into her submissive state it all started to get her extremely turned on. She even longed for more piss to drink, faster answers so the shocks were more painful and with more wrong answers to keep her unsatisfied. The catheter had started to make sense since she had herself pissed at least two times. She wondered if she was set up to drink her own urine and had kept a lookout for toilet visitors the last time she let go. No-one was upstairs and a short moment after she started to pee she was getting more through the tube. Unless there were more people in the house, she was drinking her own piss.

She felt like a dirty freak in latex. A pain and piss slut whose only role in life was to please and entertain her tormentors. Sometime while she was having these thought, making herself more aroused, George was having loads of luck with his questions. The pace of how fast he answered increased in unison with the power of the vibrators increasing and Linda was taken closer and closer to orgasm. George was on fire!

The last thing Linda registered was the sound of yet another flush of piss coming towards her, the streak of warm piss hitting her face, the gulps of urine coming down through her as she manically swallowed it, and finally the combination of all electrodes firing as George hit his buzzer again to give a right answer.

Inside her personal version of heaven and hell Linda was pushed over the edge. She had been so close numerous time during the past three and a half hours. Her senses were totally cut off due to the power of the orgasm that hit her. A scream of pure, raw, human ecstasy stunned everybody who stopped and stared at the orgasmic installation next to them.

Linda was aware of three of the most powerful orgasms she had ever experienced before she blacked out.

As she came around and opened her eyes she could see the guests leaving. Kate came over and spoke: "You have been a real treat tonight and we are very, very pleased with your performance. We will now take you down and bring you to one of the back rooms where I will help you get undressed and put you in a hot bath. You are sleeping here and we will drive you to the train station in the morning when you feel up for it, OK?"

Linda could still feel and smell the last of the urine in the mask. Sense was coming back. Sadly that meant her brain started to acknowledge the torture she had been through. Her feet were killing her, she could not even feel her arms or hands, her breasts, pussy and ass felt like they had been put under a sand grinder for hours. She was totally spent. Totally spent, but happy. She was not sure she would EVER try something like this again but she was thrilled she had done it.

She had come a bit closer to what she really craved.

Just as Kate was about to unlock the first padlock the door flung open and a gang of youngsters more or less fell through the door.

"Jake, what is going on here!" Kate yelled.

"Oh sorry mom, we thought it would be more fun to take the party to our... "

Kate's son stopped dead in his sentence, and along with his mixture of male and female 20-something years old friends, stood transfixed staring at Linda.

"No way, NO WAY!... fucking hell mom... you found one who agreed?" Jake yelled.

"Yes we did., This is Linda and she has been a lovely part of our game night". Kate replied.

As the new group of youngsters pointed at Linda, laughed and whispered among themselves, Jake pleaded to his mom to keep Linda as she was for him and his friends.

Linda could not believe her ears and she heard Kate finally succumb to her son's whining.

As Kate went upstairs, showing one of the boys the toilet, Jake explained the rules and Linda's involvement to the rest of his friends. As she started yet again to cry, now more of exhaustion rather than anything else, she could feel the gas mask tube rattle again.

A new wave of warm urine hit her face and she started to swallow. As she did she felt a soggy component added to her cocktail. It was cum.

As she saw one of the boys hitting his buzzer she knew she was in for a very... very long night.