Twelve Days a Slave Ch. 13

He laughed lightly, "I wouldn't advise clicking on those links from work unless you have a very understanding boss." He laughed again and added, "Or, like me, you own the company."

He pointed upward once again and said, "The video of slave missy's day of punishment by pleasure will also soon be available for free viewing on the website."

He reached into his pocket and took out a small smart phone. "But you are not watching a video today. You are getting a live demonstration." He held up the phone. "This is an ordinary smart phone with the proper MID app installed." He pressed something on the screen. There was a soft click and the front and back plates of Alisha's metal bottoms sagged open.

June stood and came over to Alisha. She removed both plates and set them on the ground. There was another click and the belt between Alisha's legs dropped so that it hung from the front. One more click and the waistband hung loose. June removed it and set it on the ground.

"There are a vaginal and an anal dildo which are included with The Lover's Embrace," he explained. "They are needed for the teasing and edging mode, but not for the denial mode." He reached out and lightly stroked Alisha's ass. Her whole body trembled at the slight touch.

"In fact," he continued, "not putting the dildos in place adds emptiness to the denial and makes things even more difficult." Stroking her ass once again he asked, "Isn't that true, precious?"

"Yes, Master," she shuddered out.

"All of the electronics for stimulation," he said quickly, "are built into the brassier portion of the Embrace so for denial mode all you need do is keep that dormant."

He pressed the screen of his phone once again and there were three small clicks. June lifted the bra from Alisha's body. Then, scooping up the other pieces, she walked off stage.

As June was leaving the stage, four stage hands rolled a platform out into center stage. On the platform was something that looked like a portion of a horse with a saddle on it. The horse itself was all metal and had a bright rainbow flowing across both sides of it. The saddle appeared to be leather and was a very dark brown. From the front, extending upward at an angle, was a large spiral, twisted, horn.

"The Unicorn can be ridden at floor level like that other company's machine, or raised slightly, or even raised completely as it is now, so that you are basically standing over it or riding it like a true horse." Mister Masters explained.

"I call your attention to the Unicorn's main horn," he continued. "Note the wrist restraints which attach firmly to the horn." As he spoke, the long, spiraled horn began to glow brighter and slowly shift through the colors of the spectrum.

Alisha approached the machine and climbed onto the saddle. Mister Masters continued his explanation. "The Unicorn's dildos- we call them horns- are withdrawn when the machine is not in use. They are computer-controlled and will properly align themselves to your openings at the beginning of a session as the computer moves them into place. A new session is activated when you sit down and put your arms and legs in the restraints."

As soon as Alisha was seated, the soft sounds of Celtic harp music began to play through the sound system. She raised her ankles slightly behind her and set them in the lower half of padded, metal restraints. She then reached forward, and placed her wrists in the restraints on the front horn. When she did so, several lights came on within the white, spiraled horn and a mechanical voice came through the sound system.

"Do you wish to begin a session?" it asked.

"Yes," Alisha answered firmly.

"Are the vaginal and anal horns the size you desire?"

She answered, "Yes, they are the right size."

"Are you ready for insertion?" it asked. "If so, say 'Insert.' To stop insertion, just say 'Stop.'"

Alisha took a breath and said, "Insert."

She twitched slightly as she felt something touch between the cheeks of her ass. It slid slightly back and forth as it centered on her rosebud and then it began to rotate very slowly as it pushed into her. It was well-lubricated and slid into her with little resistance.

There was a slight beep and then something touched her labia. Again, it moved slightly as it centered on the opening and then began rotating very slowly as it pushed into her cunt. The dildo was comfortably large within her.

There was another beep and she felt the saddle change shape slightly as it pressed more tightly against her crotch. A bump seemed to grow in the saddle which pushed slightly against the front of her cunt, just below her clit.

"Choose level of session," the mechanical voice instructed. "Say 'Mild', 'Moderate', 'Intense', or 'Extreme'."

Alisha looked over at Dominick and smiled. Then she said, "Extreme."

"That will involve features of the Unicorn that you might find unpleasant," the voice warned. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes," she answered.

The mechanical voice then said,"Extreme mode requires use of breast unit."

Julia stepped around from behind Alisha carrying something that looked very much like the Lover's Embrace brassier except that it was made of a leather which matched the Unicorn's saddle.

Once it was in place, and the blue lights on the front of the bra came on, the machine said, "Please understand that this is your absolutely last chance to cancel the session. There will be no safe word or action that can stop the program once the cycle has begun. If you wish to cancel, say 'Cancel' now three times. If you wish to continue, place the bit into your mouth and bite down slightly."

Alisha moved her head slightly forward and pulled what appeared to be a thick, but stubby, dildo into her mouth. She evidently bit down as instructed, because shortly thereafter, two halves of a metal restraint swung around from behind the dildo to encircle her head and hold her firmly in place. The restraints on her wrists and ankles closed at the same time.

The crowd watched as she squirmed slightly on the saddle. Unknown to them, the dildos were now moving slightly in her cunt and ass.

Mister Masters explained to the crowd what was happening. "Unlike our competitor's machine," he said, "the saddle adjusts to conform to her shape so that it is now pressing against her clit. There is also a small vibrator in that portion of the saddle." A gasp from Alisha confirmed that the saddle nub pressed against her own had begun to vibrate..

A soft, but powerful hum now filled the arena. She rocked her pelvis slightly against the saddle as the dildos began to move within her.

"She is now feeling the Unicorn's knot," Mister Masters explained. "It is modeled after what happens with a dog, whose penis expands into a giant ball on the end to keep him locked inside his bitch. Except in this case, the knot can travel up and down the length of the dildo on the inside."

Alisha began to writhe and moan in the saddle.

"Since there is very little actual rubbing of skin to plastic," he continued, "there is none of the micro tearing you usually get in anal penetration or when stretching the walls of the vagina. It's like your lover is wearing a very thick condom and sliding within it."

Alisha's body was now covered with sweat. She was struggling frantically against both the wrist cuffs and ankle cuffs. Her head pulled against the metal band which held her tight to the now glowing Unicorn spear. From her muffled screams and the reaction of her body, she had already experienced four orgasms, but the fiendish device was still driving her ever higher.

The red lights on the front of the bra cups and on the tip of the spear now began flashing brightly. Mister Masters stepped forward and addressed the crowd, "At a certain point," he said, "pleasure and pain merge. The body can stand no more pleasure and further stimulation is useless." He gestured toward his wife's sweat-drenched body. "But as long as you are still conscious, the body is always open to more pain."

He chuckled. "My precious little slave is now well past the stage of knowing the difference between pleasure and pain, so what her body feels is just more stimulation."

He paused and watched with the audience as she continued to buck and writhe on the humming machine. "In a moment," he said dramatically, "she will be just at the edge of consciousness. In her mind she is standing on the top of the highest mountain of pleasure possible, poised to leap into the brilliance of true ecstasy. ... But her body doesn't know how to take flight."

Alisha was on the very edge. You could hear it in her muffled cries. You could see it in her struggling body. She was a micro-second from her leap into ecstasy when... EVERYTHING stopped.

It was totally silent in the room. It was as if time had stopped. No one spoke. No one moved. Mister Masters held up his finger as if to say, "Wait for it."

After several seconds his voice softly filled arena,"But you can always fly into ecstasy on the Masters Intimate Devices' Unicorn".

That's when it happened. Spotlights flashed on, brightly illuminating the Unicorn and reflecting off Alisha's sweat-drenched body while at the same time, the hum slammed back, only now it was much louder and much more raspy. The Unicorn's spear flashed brightly, strobing through the colors of the rainbow, except the tip, which flashed bright red indicating that all electrical pulses were now at extreme maximum.

Alisha's body exploded. It was more than quivers. It was more than spasms. It was violent thrashing almost strong enough to tear loose the bindings on her arms, legs, and head. And despite the penis gag, her wail was loud enough to echo through the stands and drown out all other sound.

Her extended scream continued well past the minute mark. People began looking at one another wondering how long she could keep up such a crescendo of climax. Some even began to look at their watches. Several of the women present squirmed slightly where they sat or stood. All were wondering what it would be like to experience such an intense orgasm. Would they even be able to survive it?

At last the wail trailed off like a steam whistle running out of pressure. As the sound decreased, Alisha's body began to relax until she was hanging senseless in her restraints. Several large men dressed in black jeans and T-shirts walked in and rolled the equipment down the ramp and around the back of the stage with Alisha's unconscious body still hanging in place.

Mister Masters stepped forward to the front of the stage. "That, my friends," he said, "is the Masters Intimate Device's Unicorn in its extreme cycle. Yes, it is a bit pricey, but the best always is."

He made a sweeping hand gesture across the entire crowd and then toward a camera crew which had moved in slightly from one side. "The Unicorn can be used, as it was today, for self-fulfillment. Or you can use it as punishment... or reward for your favorite submissive or slave."

He smiled at the camera, "These units are always in stock. You can order on the website or by phone."

"Speaking of punishment and reward," William said as he joined Mister Masters at center stage. "According to the counters at the back of the stage, our repentant terrorist has now endured forty-four edging and denial cycles of The Lover's Embrace. Don't you think we should bring her down here?"

Mister Masters nodded his head in agreement and the crowd thundered their approval as slave missy's cage slowly descended to the stage. She was standing at the front of the cage hanging onto the bars. Her voice was soft... and desperate. "Please, please, please, please, please," she was wailing. "Please let me cum. I can't stand this. I'll do anything if you will just let me cum!"

The audience responded to her pleas with more loud cheering and applause. One voice was heard above the crowd yelling, "I've GOT to get one of those for my wife."

"That's forty-five," William said loudly. "One more cycle of punishment."

Missy began to softly chant, "No, no, no, no, no, no, no," as the stimulation began once again."

"What would you do to get this to stop?" Mister Masters asked.

"ANYTHING!" she screamed back.

"If I give you an orgasm, will you let me hold you on the very edge for the complete hour of your display afterwards?" he asked.

"YES!" she screamed. "Anything. Anything. I'll do anything! Just let me cum!"

It was obvious she was very, very close to an orgasm. She looked hopefully at William, but he mouthed back at her, "One more."

Her body arched and thrashed as the scream tore from her mouth. The lights on the tips of the metal brassier were glowing bright red indicating that severe electric shocks were jolting her body.

Then the lights went out for a moment and the green light began to flicker. "Please, please, please," she sobbed. "Please, Master, let me cum."

"That was forty-six," William said softly. "This one is for pleasure only."

Missy looked at him through red and watery eyes. Then her mouth opened wide. The dildos were both vibrating stronger and stronger. It felt as if the one in her ass were getting longer and shorter, almost as if it were fucking her.

"Oh, oh, oh," she began to say. "Oooohhhhhhhh!" she started to wail. "Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!" she began to scream.

Her hands let go of the bars as her body began to flail around within the confines of the cage. She was standing in the center of the cage shaking as if thousands of volts of electricity were flowing through her body, but it was just the orgasmic release of the pent-up frustration and need of forty-six thwarted trips to the edge of ecstacy.

The crowd clapped and shouted as she continued to scream and shake with her release. Finally, they quieted and so did she. She now stood limply against the front of the cage.

She gave William a very crooked smile and said, "Thank you."

"Let's hear it one last time for Masters Intimate Devices," William shouted and the crowd again broke into cheers and applause.

June and Alisha, who was recovered from her ordeal but was still totally naked, joined Dominick Masters on stage and bowed to the audience. William called for one more round of applause as they left the stage and then turned to face one of the cameras. "That concludes our repentant terrorist's days of repentance and punishment. Slave missy and I will be touring for the next year, so catch us when we come to your town. Remember videos of any day- or the whole twelve days- are available at our website.

He then walked off the stage as slave missy's cage once again ascended into the air. She stood breathing heavily and then settled into her relaxed position with her back against the bars and her feet against the front of the cage. Quite a few members of the crowd remained staring up at her or taking pictures. Those closest could hear the buzz of two vibrators turning on. Most could see the green lights on the front of the brassier began to flicker.

"No, no, no, no, no, no," missy said quietly. "Not again. Not again."

This time it was different. This time rather than taking her to the edge and dropping her back to nothing, the vibrations and tingle took her to the edge and held her there. A low wail came from her lips as she remembered Dominick Masters words to her, "If I give you an orgasm, will you let me hold you on the very edge for the complete hour of your display afterwards?" he had asked her. She had said, "Yes."

By the time William returned an hour later with the trailer to take her back to the RV, missy was writhing in the cage. She still had her back against the back bars of the cage and still had her feet wedged against the base of the front bars, but now her hands were clamped tightly around the bars above her head and her hips were thrusting upward toward a lover only she could see.

As he locked the cage into place on the trailer, she gave a wailing moan and begged, "Please, Master, get me out of this so I can finish myself."

"When we get back to the RV," he answered.

"Then make it finish me," she pleaded. "I need to cum!"

William turned to get on the ATV. "I don't know how," he said. "Dominick made sure I knew how to open it, but he said I could work on the rest later. I'll get you out of it as soon as we get back to the RV."

Like he had done once before when missy was unable to walk very far, he pulled the cage up to the door of the RV. As he opened the cage door, he muttered, "I'll put it away in the morning," and helped missy up into the RV.

She staggered back toward the bedroom and stood next to the bed swaying with the pulses. William followed her with his phone in his hand. "Wait," she breathed heavily. "I want you to finish me as soon as I am out of this metal torture device. Please get ready. Take off your clothes and get on the bed."

She looked at him with plaintive eyes. "Please, Master, do this for me," she said between heavy sighs as the pulses held her at the edge of orgasm.

William answered, "If that's what you want, missy."

A few moments later he was laying naked on the bed with the phone in his hands. "I think this sequence is supposed to unlock all locks," he said quietly as he entered several numbers.

Several things happened all at once. With a series of clicks all of the locks on the device opened; missy tore the brassier from her body and dropped it on the floor; she then pulled and twisted the panels so they would release from the belt and wiggled the belt down her legs to the floor; and finally, missy launched herself at William, pushing him over onto his back and impaling herself on his half-erect member.

Perhaps it was because of the surprise, or maybe it was just that there was no way that he could match her frenzied thrusts and bounces, but William lay quietly while missy released the pent-up energy of an hour on the edge. He quickly stiffened within her and after a few minutes ejaculated inside of her as she bounced and screamed, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh," with each thrust.

He was nearly soft once again, but still within her when she stopped bouncing and began to grind herself against him. A cry of "Aaaaaaahhhhhh"came from her lips as her body went totally stiff. Her hands flew to her breasts and she pinched and twisted her nipples between her fingers. She then threw herself forward onto his chest and held him tightly with her legs alongside his and with her arms alongside his chest. She then gave a long, "Mmmmmmmmmm," that faded into nothingness as her body totally relaxed.

William reached up and stroked her back, but she gave no response. She was either unconscious or asleep on his chest.

William continued to slowly stroke her back for what seemed to him like an hour, but was probably only a few minutes. Finally her eyes fluttered open and she responded with another, softer, "Mmmmmmmmmmm."

Lying on his chest, she asked, "What happens now?"

He answered, "When you think you're ready, we'll get up and I'll fix us supper."

"No," she replied, "I mean what happens after today. My days of punishment are over. What happens now?"

"Well," he began, "for the next two weeks not much happens. You deserve a break and I figured you needed some time to truly heal. I thought we might drive down to the beaches in southern Texas and give you a chance to go swimming in the ocean."

Missy giggled, "I've always wanted to go skinny-dipping," she answered, "but I never had the nerve before."

William laughed slightly, "And you don't have worry about getting arrested," he replied. "The law is clear that a slave must be nude whenever the temperature is above 58 degrees."

"What happens after that?" she asked, her voice becoming much more serious.