nipples with front closure. Instead of the usual shleek on the shoulders, the bra had something like a collar with similar spikes along the entire length and a clasp, to which two shleyes converged from the front, from the breasts, and from behind. The collar analogy was enhanced by the presence of a massive ring on the back of this hoop, as if intended for a leash. This Nastya did not see even in those few porn films that she happened to watch. But despite this, the thing aroused her - yes, it was she who aroused, now she knew exactly how to describe her feelings. Taking off her blouse and bra, Nastya missed her hands under her shoulder movements, and, closing her hard cups on her chest, snapped the clever buckle. Her ripe breasts drowned in the deepening allocated to them, and Nastya felt like each of the nipples tightly wrapped around something cold and sharp. Despite the fleeting sense of fear, the excitement of the girl only increased further. She touched the metal spikes on the top of each of the hemispheres — the cold metal transmitted vibrations from her touch to her nipples, and those sweetly ached.

Nastya felt that she was wet between her legs, her breathing became faster and deeper. Running her hands through her wet panties, she felt something sticky, friable on her fingers. At the same time, the sensation of touch in this place stirred up in her a wave of weary anticipation of something incredibly pleasant.

Nastya frantically unwrapped the last bundle from the third box. It turned out to be a long, about 20 centimeters, black object, three or four centimeters in diameter. It glittered, and was probably made from some kind of elastic plastic, because it bent and squeezed quite easily. It consisted of two parts - one, thinner, was inserted like a cork into the other, which was something like an elastic thick-walled tube with ribbed walls and longitudinal folds. Along with this item in the convolution was the instruction. The language was difficult to understand, but the explanatory drawings quite frankly explained what its purpose was. Nastya could not believe her eyes - did she really need to be shoved up her ass !? At the thought of this, she was even more soaked between her legs, her face became hot and her breathing became so deep, as if she did not have enough air. She had already forgotten that she was dressed like the dirtiest whore she had heard about, that her breasts were sharpened in an exciting trap, her neck was in a collar, and her legs were in shackled shoes with the highest heels, which she knew in all my life. Now only one thought bothered her: why and how? Climbing out of bed on her legs that were stiff with excitement, she walked into the bathroom, clattering her heels. There in the first-aid kit I found a box with Vaseline, which was mentioned in the instructions. It was like an obsession, and Nastya could no longer control herself. Viscous oil covered the subject with an uneven slippery sticky layer. When this was done, Nastya returned to her room, and, standing in front of the mirror to see better, took off her panties and began.

At first it was unpleasant, even a little painful, but then it went easier, the ribbed edges of the object slipped inside, and now the whole object was inside it. Outside, there was only a stopper - a funnel-shaped thickening at one end of the object, into the center of which an internal “cork” was inserted. She glanced at herself in the mirror — her face was flushed, her disheveled light-brown hair shoulder-high, her legs in stockings and heels didn’t close because of an extra object that appeared between them. In the anus - an artificial member. What a shame, my God, Nastya thought. Sensing that something warm was slowly flowing down her right leg, she caught a drop in her hand and ran her hand up the wet trail.Reaching her hand to the gap between the legs, Tanya felt a wild wave of voluptuousness that accompanied every movement of her hand in that place. The second hand involuntarily reached for the breasts to repeat that sweet, weary feeling in the nipples. And here she was overtaken by an orgasm - wild, frantic, from which she bent in half, her legs immediately became wadded. Not having managed to grab hold of something steady nearby from her, Nastya, with her eyes half-closed from bliss, reeled on trembling legs and collapsed on the floor. The orgasm lasted for ages. The girl frantically massaged the clitoris with one hand, and with the other, what had recently been her nipples, and now has become two steel stings on the dense surface of the bra. Elastic nylon stockings slid across the varnished parquet, and the socks and heels of the shoes beat against the legs of the chair next to me in a chaotic rhythm in which Nastya’s slender legs trembled. And in the back, between the pink buttocks, in time with the convulsions of her ecstasy, the anus around the foreign body contracted tightly. At some point in the object there was a click, from which the expanding pressure from behind between the legs intensified, but this only prompted Nastin to orgasm, which with new forces leaned on her, covering the intolerably pleasant, soft and deafening mist of devastation ...

PART 2. GOING ON THE FLOUR

... She was tortured, ugly monsters covered with mucus and mold were chasing her, she was running away from them about narrow winding dark passages filled with stench and dirt disgustingly chomping under her feet. She stumbled, fell into this mud, rose again and ran on, smeared from head to toe in this foul-smelling slur. From agonizing running, his legs acted unbearably, especially his feet. And her slippery clawed fingers were already grabbing her back and arms, leaving deep painful wounds on her body ...

Suddenly she was awakened by the trilling of a phone call. The first thing she saw was a chandelier under the ceiling of her room. Her feet and chest ached, and from behind her back she fell down. She tried to rise, but something kept her heels from resting on the floor. She raised herself on her elbows and only then saw that she was lying on the floor in her room, dressed in stockings, shoes and a bra. It was high heels shoes and prevented her to pick up his legs. She rolled onto her side and wanted to sit down, but the dull pain between her buttocks stopped her. She ran her hand there and felt the elastic base of the plastic "tool." Now she remembered everything. Yes, she brought herself to this orgasm, the first in her life, and then fell asleep. I fell asleep in everything that I had fastened on myself - stockings, shoes, a bra with a “collar” - and, what is even worse, with the fact that I inserted it into myself. At the thought, she began to feel sick, and she with force repressed this urge. The phone meanwhile stopped ringing. “I'm a dirty whore,” Nastya thought. - “No, not even a whore, but crazy, idiot. Not a single normal person would have thought of such a thing. ”Having risen to her feet, the pain in her feet significantly increased - Nastia went to the sofa and sat down. I sat down with a half-arm, leaning on my left elbow, because now she could not sit up straight - the “tool” inside her was interfering. Her first impulse was to take it all off, throw it away, and then wash in the shower and forget about this stupid event forever. She started with shoes. To remove them, it was necessary to undo the little clasps on the straps that covered her ankles. But it was not there - the locks did not yield. Then Nastya grabbed her right leg by the heel of her shoes and, as she could, pulled her to her side to see what happened there. And only here she noticed a small hole on the latch. Keyhole! She needed a key to get rid of the ill-fated shoe. She hobbled up to opened packages, began to shake them up in search of a key or something that even remotely resembled a key. Nothing. Only paper and cardboard. For fear, Nastya sucked in the stomach. She was familiar with this feeling when in the first grade she lost the keys to the house and did not know how to get home.But now the situation was somewhat worse. Looking blankly at her slim legs, she involuntarily ran a hand over her chest and felt the same cool steel and all the same tedious pressure on her nipples. But now it scared her .... Read more →