Georgia - S01 E57

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Georgia - S01 E57

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 57

"Georgia has her first machine fuck; gets hypnotised again and goes to a US Navy sort of orgy".

It was ‘Fucking Machines’ night at the club. I was excited as I’d never been on a fucking machine before. When I got there I had a quick look behind the closed curtains and saw some things that were obvious and some that I hadn’t a clue about. I looked forward to finding out what they were.

I went into the changing room and looked at the calendar to see who else had volunteered that night. There was only Daniella and I smiled hoping that it meant more for me.

It was still relatively early with only about 30 customers there but there was still the chance of getting groped and maybe a lap dance so I took off my dress and put just the half ‘V’ thong on. I had considered the strings only thong but I wanted to keep that for when there were a lot more people there. I figured that there was less chance of the boss seeing it and telling me to go and put one of the club’s boring thongs on.

Walking out to the main room I wandered around where the customers were hoping that I’d get called over to talk to them. After about 10 uneventful minutes I saw Daniella walking in so I followed her to the changing room.

After saying hello I asked Daniella what happened on a fucking machine night and what I had to do to get prepared.

“Simple; take that thong and those shoes off, go out there and do as you’re told. The guys will do all the rope work and help you onto the machines. Then you just stay put and get fucked; couldn’t be easier.

“Rope work.” I asked.

“Yes, some of the machines out there need the girl to be tied to them so that she can’t wriggle away when she gets very sensitive. One of the machines requires you to be hanging upside down and the business end comes down into you.”

“Wow; that sounds like fun.”

“Yes it is but it leaves you totally knackered by the end of the night.”

“Not a problem, I can sleep all tomorrow.”

Just then one of the big cock guys walked in. I joked with him asking him if he was going to get fucked up the butt by the machines.

He smiled and Daniella said,

“No, they’re here to fuck our mouths on one of the machines and to help set us up.”

“You mean tie us down.”

“That as well.”

There was still about an hour before the show started so I went out to work the bar. I was soon getting my pussy groped and word soon got around about the girl with a crotchless thong. I was in big demand.

My super sensitive pussy was slowing me down as well; it’s difficult to walk with a tray of glasses when you’re cumming.

I managed to get one lap dance early on and I gave the guy a big stain on the front of his trousers. He seemed to think that it was some sort of a trophy.

I was a little nervous when I was called to get ready for the show. I took my half thong off and put it in my locker then went out to the stage, behind the closed curtains. One of the guys called me over and started ‘restraining’ me to one of the machines. It’s a big square of scaffold poles that I could easily lie spread-eagled in. I got down on my back and put my wrists where I was told then I watched the guy use ropes to secure my wrists.

Next the guy went to my feet and pulled my legs so that I was stretched as far as I could before my ankles were secured leaving my legs spread nearly to the point of the splits.

I was expecting that to be it, but 2 or should I say 3 things were added. Firstly another scaffolding pole was added across my neck. It wasn’t resting on my neck but it certainly stopped me from moving my head. The other 2 things were 2 plastic tubes about 1 centimetre in diameter and about 15 centimetres long. They are open at one end and the other ends have a little plastic, flexible pipe attached. These flexible pipes join at a ‘T’ piece and then a long flexible pipe goes to a pump where all the electrics are.

The pump must have already been switched on because as soon as the tubes were put over my nipples I felt them rise up and start to swell to about four times their normal size. It was a little painful, but a nice pain.

I wondered if my nipples would stay that big when the tubes came off. I also wondered if you can get bigger tubes so that my whole tits are sucked in. Not that I’m unhappy with the size of my tits; I wouldn’t want them to be big enough to start bouncing about.

Then the guy lined up the dildo on the long bar with my hole and eased it in a little. Then he went and fixed the motor in place. He switched it on and I gasped as the dildo went deep inside me then withdrew before the power was turned off.

I thought that I was ready for action but there was one more thing. He clamped some bars on the side of the frame then adjusted them so that the wand on the end of one bar was resting on my clit.

I decided that the 15 minutes that it was going to be switched on was going to be heaven and hell.

I tried to look over to where Daniella was but I couldn’t turn my head. I heard Diego talking then the curtains went back and the power was turned on.

The heaven came first, the suction on my tits increased, the dildo started fucking me and the wand did its thing on my clit.

I didn’t last long before my first orgasm hit me. I was just returning to nearly normal when I opened my eyes and saw people moving around over me. I later found out that Diego was inviting groups of the audience to come down to the stage and inspect the torment that Daniella and I were experiencing.

I had 4 orgasms before the power was turned off and I started to relax. The suction tubes fell off after a couple of minutes as the guys got me out of the rack. I was a bit unsteady on my feet for a second before I was led to the second machine.

This one was weird; I looked at it and thought,

“What the hell; how the hell does this work?” It was like some weird piece of gym workout equipment.

One of the guys put wrist and ankle cuffs on me. He then led me to big metal plate, a bit like a coffin lid stood on end. He told me to stick my head through a big hole that was at about waist high. That done, he clipped the wrist cuffs to something so that I couldn’t move. He went behind me, spread my feet wide and clipped what I later found out to be a long wooden bar, to my ankles. Then the bizarre thing; him and the other guy lifted me up in the air so that I was parallel to the ground, face down.

“Bend your knees.” I was told. While one man easily held me there, the other man clipped some ropes to each ankle cuff. These ropes went over the top of the coffin lid and were attached to a motor that was above my head. When the motor started my feet were pulled up and over to my shoulders. I was bent over backwards, face down and my body was about a metre up in the air.

“How the hell am I going to get fucked while I’m up here?” I thought.