Punishment
Click.
The sound of a thick leather buckle cinching tight around the iron post of the bed frame. She had bound my wrists and ankles firmly, folding me over with my back bent and my hips thrust high into the air.
"I-Ina... hck, please..."
"You sure do talk a lot, sunbae."
Something like a leather strap swept over my eyes, and darkness swallowed me in an instant. With my sight cut off, the temperature of the air against my skin and the rough breathing at my ears seemed to sharpen tenfold.
Then something round and rubbery forced its way roughly between my parted lips.
"Mmph...! Nnngh...!"
The strap cinched tight behind the back of my head. The gag pried my jaws apart, and the saliva I couldn't swallow trickled down the line of my chin, running in a thin trail toward the nape of my neck.
I couldn't speak. I couldn't see. All I could hear was my own panting, harsh and animal.
Snap. Click.
Metal clamps bit down deep on both of my nipples. The instant I twisted at the sharp pain of them sinking into my flesh, a faint current came crackling through my whole chest with a mechanical buzz.
"Hck...! Mmph, nngh!"
A searing sting, like thousands of needles. My areolae pulled taut, and a forced tension spread through my entire body.
"These clamp down tight and ain't lettin' go, so don't go feelin' it all night, 'kay?"
I heard Ina's low chuckle, and then a cold gel was smeared generously between my damp, spread legs. A huge silicone mass followed, splitting the entrance of my pussy and boring deep inside.
Squelch.
"Nngh, mmph—!!!!"
With the click of the machine's power switch, the knobby dildo stuffed inside me began pistoning back and forth at a steady rhythm, a heavy weight knocking against the mouth of my womb. Thud. Thud.
But that wasn't the end of it. A smooth vibrator was forced between the tight cheeks of my ass, and the moment it was swallowed to the root, a pumping sound hissed out — the device swelled to twice its size inside me, pressing hard against my inner walls. When the switch clicked up, the vibrations began raking mercilessly over the most secret pleasure spots buried in those walls.
Front and back, and both aching nipples besides. Every sensory organ I had was completely occupied by machinery.
"I ain't turnin' these switches off till the sun comes up tomorrow mornin'. So be a good girl, drool all over yourself, and don't you dare come, 'kay?"
Ina's footsteps receded, followed by the creak of a chair. Without laying a single finger on me, she simply sat and watched as I squirmed, hanging off the machines.
Vreeee—. Whirr. Whirr.
The motor's drone circled my ears. Every thrust of the piston shoved my body forward, and the leather restraints dug into my wrists.
No... stop... please...
My mind was screaming, but my body was horribly honest. Each time the current stabbed through my chest and the machine gouged at that sensitive spot along my front wall, slick arousal gushed from my depths, coating the device's surface.
I remembered the person I used to be — the one who couldn't master her own impulses and laid hands on someone else's body. And now here I was, limbs bound, trembling head to toe, drowning in pleasure from nothing more than the prodding of a machine. Disgust surged up at the contradiction.
"Hck...! Mmph, nnn...!"
Tears and drool smeared together, soaking the mattress sheet beneath me. I wanted to run, but my waist was bound; I tried to refuse the pleasure, but the machine churned through my inner walls without mercy. Thud, thud, creak.
"Hck...! Nngh, nnngh—!"
The first orgasm burned my brain white. My body arched like a bow and convulsed, but the machine never stopped. Before that climax had even faded, the next piston stroke came crashing in, and I shook with my jaw rattling, unable even to breathe.
I had no idea how many hours passed. In the darkness, I was hurled again and again into the abyss of pleasure. My crying gradually warped into an animal's moans, and my sphincter and walls went numb from the endless convulsions, sensation itself wearing away.
By the time a bluish dawn light was seeping through the gap in the blackout curtains, the droning motor finally stopped with a clack. When the mechanical sounds filling the room vanished, only my own rough, shallow panting echoed through the silence.
Rustle. The bed shifted, and a cool hand approached.
Slick.
The leather blindfold slid away from my eyes. Through my bleary vision, I could see Ina looking down at me in a light t-shirt. Her eyes, instead of the chill that had bound me all night, carried a hint of loosened languor.
Click.
The rubber mass filling my mouth slid free as well. Long strands of clear saliva stretched from my lips, dripping down the line of my jaw and into the valley of my chest.
"Hck... huu, ah..."
Through my stiffened jaw, the sobs I'd been swallowing burst out at last.
Ina carefully unclipped the electrode clamps from my nipples, then slowly drew the devices out of my pussy and ass. Squelch. With a long, wet slurp, the thick pillars slid free, and the clear fluids and foam that had pooled inside me all night gushed out in a rush. The two holes gaped and fluttered, unable to close.
Looking down at myself in that state was so wretched I couldn't bear it.
"Hey there, sunbae."
Ina tugged loose the leather bindings fastened to the bed frame. The moment the restraints released, my boneless body collapsed onto the sheets.
Ina's hand came toward me.
"Hck...!"
Reflexively, I hunched my shoulders and tried to scramble back. My whole body shook like a leaf in the wind.
At that reaction, Ina stopped her hand in midair and just looked at me for a long moment. What flickered in her eyes was not sadism. Seeing me genuinely terrified, trembling and squirming, Ina quietly drew in a breath.
"...Scared ya that bad, did I?"
It was her usual easygoing, sly tone. Ina reached out carefully and drew my upper body — a mess of sweat and drool — into her arms.
"Huu... hck, sob..."
"Ya worked hard, sunbae. All them other guys' numbers and such — wiped clean outta that head of yours by now, right?"
Like soothing a small child, Ina stroked gently down my soaked back with her broad palm. With the very same hands that had bound me and tortured me all through the night. She pressed soft kisses to my collarbone, to my cheek, cradled against her chest.
"Sunbae."
"...Hck, what..."
"Yer body's mine, sunbae. If I ever see another guy's eyes land on ya, I swear I really do lose my mind."
She said it in a tone far too matter-of-fact. Ina pulled the rumpled blanket up over me, wrapping my trembling body in its warmth.
"Don't go to school today. Just rest in my arms all day long — I'll take care of everythin'."
It was warm. Even though it was the embrace of a predator who had shoved me all the way down to the bottom of hell through the night.
With my face buried against that chest, I was sobbing — and, somehow, feeling relief.
My body. And my heart, both.