“Stand and spread your legs slightly,” he then said. Pulling the glove off his right hand, he handed the other dildo to missy and added, “I think you can put this one in yourself.” She squatted slightly and inserted it into her cunt.
“Time for the bottoms,” he said as he stepped around behind her. He reached in front of her and pulled the waistband into place. There was a loud click as it locked behind her. He then reached between her legs and pulled a very flexible metal strap back to the waistband. There was another, not quite so loud, click. He reached back between her legs to make sure that the strap had also connected to the dildos.
Missy jumped slightly as she felt something cold press against her ass cheeks and heard another soft click. William then walked around in front of her and pressed a V-shaped panel into place over her cunt. There was another click as it somehow connected to the back panel and also locked onto to the belt.
“Now the top,” he announced as he once again moved behind her. This time he pulled what looked– and felt– like a metal brassier into place. The metal bra also locked in the back. It hung heavily on her breasts until he reached over her and brought two thin, flexible, metal straps over her shoulders and locked them in place.
“I hope you… or someone… has the key to this,” Missy said as she ran her hands across the shiny metal. “It looks pretty permanent.”
“It’s all computer controlled,” he answered. “But I can unlock it from my laptop when we get back.”
“When we get back!?” Missy shouted. “That will be nine or ten hours from now!”
“Think of it this way,” William said with a smile. “There is no way anyone is going to spank your ass with that in the way.”
Missy started to say something in reply, but he cut her off with “Mount up, we need to get going.” So, she just huffed loudly and held out her arms for the manacles.
“Just the metal you’ve already got on,” he said and pointed to the cage. A few moments later, they were headed into town.
As they left the fairgrounds, slave missy’s eyes suddenly got very wide as both dildos began vibrating softly within her. After a few moments, she gripped the bars on the front of the cage and began moaning softly. Vibrations from the two dildos were starting to get stronger. And then very light electrical pulses began to tease her breasts and nipples.
She had not noticed the LED glowing dimly exactly at the tip of each brassier cup, but now the blue lights glowed brighter and a green light was starting to blink next to it in time to the pulses.
“This might not be so bad,” she said as they rolled toward the town square.
She felt her orgasm starting to build. Her body was starting to undulate as her hips rocked forward on their own.“This ought to pull them in to our last show,” she thought as she realized that she would climax as they were going around the square.
Then everything stopped.
She looked down at the metal covering her breasts. The blue lights were once again glowing dimly. The green light and what appeared to be a yellow and red light also on the cup, were not lit at all.
“Nooooooooo!” she screamed. “Don’t do this to me! Give me pain. I can handle that, or give me pleasure. But don’t take me almost there and then take it away from me!”
William looked back at her, but quickly turned back to watch the road. The heads of everyone watching from the sidewalks turned to follow her as she continued past. A softer “No, no, no, no, no.” erupted from her lips as she felt the vibrations and tingling begin once again.
Halfway back to the fairgrounds, she was once again rocking her body against the bars as the green light flickered on her metal brassier. When the vibrations stopped, she stood rubbing her crotch against the bars, but with the metal covering in place, she could do nothing but shudder in need as the sensations were taken away.
Tears started down her face when the green LEDS flicked to life and the vibrations began once again within her. She was clanging the metal covering over her cunt against the bars as William pulled up onto the stage.
The stage crew attached the cable and released the clamps holding the cage in the trailer, but nothing happened. She didn’t start up into the air. William and the crew stood watching her. What were they waiting for?
The tingle and the vibrations got stronger and stronger. Maybe it was going to let her cum this time. She was almost there. In desperation she pushed her metal-clad tits against the cage and rubbed the metal bottoms against one of the bars. She tightened her grip on the front bars to keep from falling when the waves of pleasure washed over her… but those waves never came.
Instead, microseconds before that magic moment, severe electrical pulses bit into her nipples… and her clit… and her cunt… and her asshole. She could see the red LED flashing brightly out of the corner of her eye as she tilted back her head and screamed, “Nooooooooooooooo!”
The painful pulses lasted at most a second or two, but by the time they had finished, she was nowhere near the top of orgasm mountain. In fact, she wasn’t even on pleasure island.
“That’s three,” she heard William say, and the cage began to rise into the air.
“Three!” she screamed. “Three out of how many?”
William had to have heard her. They probably heard her in town. But he silently got back onto the ATV and drove it off the stage.
The vibrations began once again. Missy was determined that she would not let the sensations sexually excite her, but when the gentle teasing of the pulses began on her nipples… and on her slit, her body went against her wishes and again began to slowly undulate.
“Three out of how many?” she asked herself aloud. As she gripped the bars and tried to keep as far away from orgasm as possible, she already knew the answer. Everything was based on the forty-six stores whose computers had crashed. This would repeat forty-six times! She had forty-three more abortive trips up orgasm mountain ahead of her.
She felt her body begin to shake. She could not control herself. It was getting close… so very close. She tried to brace herself for the severe shocks that would stop everything. And then everything stopped… no shocks… no tingle… no vibration… no anything. She was at that point where the softest touch would send her over the edge, but there was NOTHING!
She slammed her crotch against the bars. She screamed. She yelled. She cursed. She turned around in her cage and she screamed at everyone she could see. As she faced the back wall, she could see that on stage left, there was a projected image of a large counter. As she watched, it rolled over to “04″. An almost identical projection on stage right now displayed, “42.”
Slave missy didn’t watch the stage crews set up for the afternoon performance. The infernal metal bikini she was wearing wouldn’t let her think of anything else except her overwhelming need. She tried to block out the sensations– will them away. If she could make pain feel like pleasure, she could make pleasure not feel at all.