The Substitute Pt. 03

Abigail in Trouble Chapter 22: The Substitute Part 3

After a few minutes, her breathing had calmed down and she just rested, eyes closed. Waiting in hope for when they would release her and let her go.

She opened her eyes when she felt two warm hands cupping under her still trembling breasts and hefting them gently. She looked straight up into a semi-familiar face: Jake, Lindsey's older brother. He was regarding her current predicament with lustful interest and mild amusement.

"Well what have we got here?" he asked her rhetorically. He surveyed her body from tip to toe as he gently palmed her breasts as if they were an office stress ball. He took in the sight of his little sister's best friend.

Here was little old Abigail, who used to come round for a bite to eat or to do some homework with his sister, or just chill over a weekend. Now she was gagged and clamped to a pole with her breasts in his hands. In years gone by she could be found with Lindsey, lounging around their house or watching TV or just chatting in the kitchen. Jake had seen her around, but because he was several years older, didn't really interact with her that much to start with.

He had however noticed over the years how Abigail's already very pretty face had been supplemented by her body's spectacular development, especially in the boobs department. He had started taking sly peaks at her whenever he could, looking forward to her visits to his house and secretly lusting after her. Well, that was before he left home and hadn't seen her for a couple of years.

And now, here she was: Dolled up in a little bit too much make-up, with a bride's veil pinned in her beautifully coiffed hair, wearing white lace gloves. Her too-high heels displayed her beautiful legs to the max in their tight lace-top stockings. But the crowning garment was the tight white strapless lace basque lifting and exposing her phenomenal pair of large, pert breasts to his gaze, and currently his hands.

On top of all of that was the fact that her hands were crossed over and clamped tightly up between her shoulder-blades, and she was wearing a large ball-gag which was clamped to the pole. And her feet were spaced apart by a spreader bar, exposing her naked pussy. She looked amazingly hot, sexy and vulnerable in her current attire and predicament.

Jake had been lusting after her for years, and thought that perhaps his stars had finally aligned.

"Hello Abigail" he greeted her. She could only meet his gaze and squeak, trying to plead with him to release her. "Long time no see. And I can currently SEE quite a lot of you. Which is nice." He glanced down and emphasised that point with a particularly firm squeeze of her breasts. She gasped into the gag. She tried to get his attention by moving her eyes and grunting from behind the gag, but he either didn't understand or chose to ignore her. She knew it was the latter as he spoke again, clearly with an agenda of his own.

"So it seems that you and I have fallen 'victim' of a little known local custom, haven't we?" Abigail remained silent, watching him and listening, hoping he would explain things to her. "Yes, it seems that the local custom is that when a girl from the village gets married, the senior men of the village get a last chance to, er shall we say, send her off with something. A wedding present perhaps. Of a biological nature?" Abigail's lifted eyebrows showed disbelief in his words.

"Well while we in the western world might consider this crude, archaic and unacceptable, in feudal times it was more common if I remember my history correctly. I think the French called it 'droit de seigneur" which basically means that the local Lord has a right to lie with his peasants, presumably to keep the local population more 'pure', or maybe just to satisfy his lust. Even the English had it once (but I don't think it was enforced much) and they referred to the latin term, if I can remember it correctly: 'jus primae noctis' which basically is the Lord's right to lie with a newly wedded bride first, before her peasant husband."

"Well that's the fascinating history lesson, but who'd have thought that it still existed in parts of the world, eh? And in a developed country as well. It can't be widespread or well-known here or the Japanese government would have put a stop to it. But effectively, the locals are invoking it tonight aren't they? Except that my sister the bride has 'conveniently' cleared off on honeymoon, leaving her poor best friend as a substitute to act on her behalf instead. And to suffer the consequences." Abigail's mind wheeled as she realised that a lot of what he was saying now made sense.

"Did you know she was putting you up for this? Looking at the restraints and gag required, I presume not." Abigail didn't know whether to nod a 'yes you are correct, I didn't know', or shake her head 'no, I didn't know'. In any case her head was clamped via the stiff gag-strap and she couldn't nod or shake her head anyway.

All this time while Jake was speaking to her, he was palming her exposed breasts almost absent-mindedly, but he had moved on to playing with her nipples with his thumbs as well, making it difficult for her to concentrate on what he was saying. Had he just told her that Lindsey had set her up to be raped?! The thought made her gut wrench and her pulse quicken with thoughts of betrayal and anger. But Jake continued.

"Of course it is possible that Lindsey herself doesn't know entirely about all of this. Maki and his family could have been economical with the truth to her. And whilst she did need assistance with some aspects of today, and knew you were dancing with all the men in her stead, she might not have known about this particular part of the custom. What do you reckon Abby? Do you think Lindsey set you up to get fucked?"

Jake bent down a little to look deeply into Abigail's frightened eyes for the answer as he gave her nipples a firm tug which made her gasp and made it impossible to communicate her thoughts to him. Not that she had processed what he had just said properly. Lindsey might not actually have known that she was due to be tied up, gagged and effectively raped by Maki's uncle, him being the senior official in the village. But some of the other things also made more sense. The dress design: intended to be removed easily. The lingerie, paid for by Maki. The dancing: Allowing the men to get a good look at her. The wives and girlfriends imploring their men-folk to leave with them and not enter this room.

Abigail sobbed in helplessness as she realised that this situation had been set up for her all along and she had walked straight into the trap. How could she and Lindsey (given the benefit of the doubt) have been so stupid?! Well at least she had a friendly face to rescue her now. Just as soon as he stopped playing with her tits!

But Jake hadn't finished talking yet.

"So it seems, as I said before that while you and I might not have been willing participants up to now, we are nevertheless deeply caught up in the local custom which I don't think we now have the right to interfere with."

"What?" thought Abigail in panic. "Is he saying he's also a victim here and we should play along? Is he saying that he's not going to release me?" Her fear caused her to start breathing quicker past the gag again. "Is he going to leave me tied up here?"

"Yes it seems that, since you and I are already in it so, er DEEP, then I'm afraid we are rather obliged to continue with the custom as presented to us. Out of respect for our hosts and not wanting to offend of course. Not from actually wanting to perpetuate an outdated and archaic ritual, you understand."

No. Abigail did not understand. What was he saying? Was he saying that he was going to let the custom continue? Or even worse, was he actually going to, er 'participate' in it himself?! This potentiality shocked Abigail almost as much as anything else to date, if that were possible.

"So I'm afraid, Miss Abby. I'm going to have to keep you strapped to that pole for a bit longer yet." Abigail's worst fears were realised. He was going to take her! Except he hadn't even finished talking yet.

Jake released her nipples and drew himself into her body. Even with the high heels giving her a height boost, he was still a few inches taller than her. He slid his hands around her hips and around to her naked bottom, squeezing the cheeks in his large hands. He leaned into her exposed and displayed body, pressing his shirted chest into her boobies as he squeezed her in his hands. He moved his head over one of her shoulders and his mouth went right up close to her ear. He whispered into her ear.

"Actually Abby, I'd been looking forward to an opportunity like this for years." Abigail's eyes opened wide in surprised shock. "Ever since high school, you'd been coming around with your pretty face and athletic body, and I could resist that as just another of Lindsey's cute friends. But then....... then you developed. Do you think I hadn't noticed how you suddenly grew tits to die for, all huge and pert and firm and wonderful? There you were, flaunting around our house in loose tops and thin pajamas, showing a glimpse or a hint at the bountiful shapes underneath. Do you think I hadn't noticed how lovely and curvy, shy little Abigail had become? I fantasised about you then. And now.............."

Jake left his last sentence hanging. He didn't need to finish it. Abigail was only too clear on what was going to happen and she was powerless to stop him.

He positioned himself to her side with one hand squeezing her bare bottom and one cupping her nearest exposed breast. He leaned into her, his mouth close to her ear and his tongue flicked out and traced around the shape, making her try to squirm away from him. He started squeezing and molesting her captive body.

His left hand hefted and squeezed and occasionally slapped both cheeks of her tight, firm buttocks. He palmed the soft flesh of her firm butt, wiggling each cheek around and squeezing it into different shapes with his large, strong hand. He played with her bottom firmly, working her flesh and making her butt jiggle in his hand. She could still feel the silent butt-plug shifting a little deep in her rear as he pawed her buttocks.

Meanwhile his right hand closed over the soft and swelling shape of her right breast. His large hand grasped as much of her pliant flesh as he could and squeezed it, making it bulge between his fingers and making her swollen nipple rub against his palm. Abigail closed her eyes in shame and helplessness as Jake helped himself to her vulnerable teenage body.

His right hand swapped over to her other breasts and repeated the firm squeeze there. This time, his fingers drew into the centre of her soft breast, honing in on her areola and finally closing in to grab her nipple. She gasped as his strong fingers squeezed and pulled her nipple away from her body, causing her whole breasts to peak around his tugging.

Jake firmly molested both large breasts in turn, squeezing the soft flesh and tugging on her sensitive nipples. He could noticeably feel her nipples swelling, elongating and throbbing between his fingers. She gave off little mewls and whimpers each time he squeezed her nipples. One at a time he began to roll her nipples firmly between finger and thumb, sending short pangs of pleasure shooting straight down and into her pussy.

Then Jake moved around to her front and bent down. She squealed and opened her eyes in surprise as his mouth closed in on one nipple and sucked it firmly into his warm mouth. His tongue bathed the throbbing bud with saliva as it rubbed back and forth, nudging her swollen teat this way and that and trying to stimulate it further. Then he swapped his mouth to her other breast suckling it hard and nudging the tip backwards and forward with his wet tongue.

Meanwhile, as his left hand clamped over her bottom and held her steady while his mouth was occupied with both her phenomenal breasts in turn, his free right hand stroked down her front. It travelled over the tight lace basque and onto the soft skin of her abdomen. She shivered in anticipation as his hand slid lower, over her baby-soft smooth mound and down to the slightly spread lips of her young pussy.

Abigail sobbed as his hand cupped her dripping pussy and his fingers dipped between the lips to run through her slit from bottom to top. He could feel the wetness from her own excretions mixed with the cum from the uncle still dribbling out of her tight hole. While Jake would normally have liked to eat her out, he was certainly not going to do so with someone else's cum present. But he was happy to have sloppy seconds and finger her for a while.

While he held her bottom steady and suckled on a nipple, he ran his fingers back and forward between her legs. He spread the combined juices leaking out of her pussy all over her slightly spread lips, keeping them wet. He slipped his finger-tips through her gash, making her whimper and tremble each time. He worked her slit, making more of her girl juice flow between her thighs.

At the front of each stroke, his fingers started to brush across her prominent clit. This sharp stimulation made her gasp and so he deliberately lingered over her clit more and more each time he reached it. With each stroke, he slipped his fingers deeper between her pussy-lips, delving up and into her warm, sensitive body, before his fingers reached her clit.

He circulated his finger-tips around and over the throbbing bud, loving how her plaintive mewls from behind the large ball gag got louder and more pitiful as he stroked her clit. He prodded it and nudged it and at one point squeezed it. This elicited a sharp shriek from Abigail as her sensitive bud was abused a little too hard. Jake relented and didn't repeat the exercise, but kept fingering her clit and her slit.

His mouth meanwhile was busy alternating between her breasts and trying to get her already swollen nipples to extend and swell even more than they had. They were soon blood-filled over-sensitive, throbbing peaks of flesh being sucked and licked firmly within his mouth. Each time his lips tugged on a nipple, it sent a sharp twinge of pleasure straight down into her core, close to her G-spot.

As if the clit and nipple stimulation wasn't enough, Jake's hand on her rear had kept moving around. He kept stroking, squeezing, hefting, rubbing, playfully smacking and exploring her pert bottom, and so it was inevitable that his fingers eventually closed in on the end of the butt-plug vibrator. It had at sometime switched itself off or had been switched off. In any case, Jake started to prod the end, sending jolts of pressure straight up through her rear and into her guts.

Abigail was lost in a sea of humiliation and helplessness. Here she was, bound, gagged, exposed and being erotically stimulated against her will by her best friend's older brother. Her clit tingled, her nipples ached, her bottom felt full, her whole body was on fire under the sexual stimulation being imposed on her. And it got worse.

Jake's fingers on her clit dropped down and delved between her lips, but this time, they kept sliding into her. She gasped anew as she felt three thick fingers thrust into her pussy and start to explore inside her. She could feel them wiggling in different directions, rubbing across all sorts of private and sensitive areas, spreading the juice all around. She couldn't help gushing more girl juice as he fingered her as deep as he could reach three fingers into her.

Then the long middle finger curled upward at the front and sought her most sensitive spot at all. Her eyes half-lidded in surprised arousal as his fingertip found and gently stroked across her hyper-sensitive G-spot. Her body quivered in his hands as he began to stroke his fingers in and out of her slippery hole, while his middle finger-tip stroked erotically across her already tingling G-spot.

Abigail's body could not resist such erotic and insidious sexual stimulation. She closed her eyes and succumbed to the sensual assault on her body. Her whole nervous system was tingling in pleasure, and her body was quivering from head to toe.

And then he started pumping the butt-plug in and out of her bottom which made things even worse! Or better!? she couldn't think straight to work out what was what, with a nipple being suckled, her bum being worked and a finger-tip stroking her precious spot while two other digits finger-fucked her. It was maddening and pleasurable and humiliating and nice and frustrating all at the same time, and she couldn't order her thoughts to work out how she felt. She just felt overwhelmingly helpless and aroused.

Jake seemed to love gorging himself on the vulnerable girl, having lusted after her for a few years and realising he had his hands on her (and in her) at last, he was making the most of it. He could feel the beautiful girl slowly succumbing to his erotic stimulation. He knew she was already so incredibly aroused she probably ached and was ready to burst into tears of frustration at any second.

He could feel her orgasm building slowly, slowly, more intensely, building, building. Her nerves were tensing up while her muscles fluttered and quivered all over her body. She was making wonderfully pathetic mewls and whimpers as he stroked and sucked and pumped her body in his hands, getting her closer and closer to a release that he knew her body absolutely craved, but that her mind probably didn't. That was if her mind hadn't already turned to mush.

But lovely as it was to play with her sexually responsive young body, Jake had another pressing matter to attend to, in the shape of rather a large package wedged down one trouser leg and literally aching to get loose. While still working her pussy with one hand, he released her nipple from his mouth. He pushed the butt-plug, still turned off, as deep as he could into her bottom, and raised himself to full height.

With one hand still inside her pussy, pumping her and stroking her G-spot to keep her on edge, he undid his fly and his belt. His trousers fell to the floor and he shrugged them off and stepped out of them, not once losing the rhythm of his fingers in her pussy. Abigail's eyes were still closed and while she could now feel the pressure in her rear constant and the warm tug on one of her nipples cease, she was still on the edge of a massive orgasm due to the finger-tip still brushing regularly across her sensitive internal spot.

Jake wasn't wearing any underwear, and his large cock projected proudly out from his loins, pointing right up towards his goal. It throbbed, achingly hard already, even as he stroked it absent-mindedly to confirm it's readiness to take his prize. He stroked himself into a full, rock-hard erect state, driven on by the sight of the captive babe in front of him and her pitiful mewls of helpless arousal as he fingered her sweet spot within her dripping pussy.

She was so close to coming that she almost felt disappointed when she felt his fingers slip from inside her. She grunted in mild frustration but kept her eyes closed, waiting for her body to calm down having been kept on edge for a good while now. She felt strong hands place firmly on her hips, holding her still.

Abigail's beautifully large almond-shaped brown eyes opened in surprise as she felt a large, hot ball of flesh bump against her clit. She stared in anguish straight up into Jake's smiling face as he nudged his large cock-head against her throbbing bud before dipping it down between her pussy lips. She whimpered and trembled as she felt him work the tip up and down her spread and dripping wet pussy-lips, getting his bell-end smothered in her copious juices.

Then she squeaked in protest and reluctant arousal as he rested the hot, throbbing ball into the entrance to her pussy. She could feel a gentle pressure trying to spread her lips wide and gain entry into her inner sanctum. He could surely feel her body trembling against his tip and under the strong grip of his hands on her hips. Abigail sobbed in helplessness as her body was teased by just his cock-head as he held her captive and taunted her.

"Well hello little Abigail. I've wanted to do this for a long time. You look divine all strapped up as if offered up to me in your sexy bridal lingerie. And you FEEL even better. Soft and warm and wet. And that's just on the outside. I can't wait to see how you feel on the inside."

He nudged his cock up a little, applying a little more pressure to her opening, spreading her tight pussylips around his bulbous cock-head. She held her breath and pleaded with her eyes as she felt her pussy stretching to let his bell-end in. Jake stepped over the spreader bar and shifted his hands up a little, gripping around her narrow waist which was cinched tightly by the lace basque.

"Ooo yes. Just feel you tremble and gasp in my hands as you resist me. I love it when you make little mewls like a kitten. But let's see if I can make you PURRR!"

He steadied his feet on the floor and thrust forward, straightening his legs as he slowly pushed himself up and into her tight, trembling body. They both groaned as his cock-head slipped firmly inside her pussy lips and was suddenly bathed in the warmth of her wet pussy. He held her steady as he pushed up and into her slowly but surely, stretching her love tunnel as he went.

Abigail was beyond aroused as his large, fleshy pole slid up and into her soft body, filling her up as it went. She mewled loudly through the gag as his cock rubbed firmly across all her walls and sensitive spots as he squeezed it into her. It was so large and she was so tight that it felt like her lungs were being squeezed from below as he fed the throbbing monster up and into her farther and farther.

"Uuuuuuh! Wow! You feel gooooood! That's it, squeeze my cock you sexy bride, you!"

Jake was obviously enjoying sliding into her tight young body, deeper and deeper up inside her lithe form. Abigail was so aroused that she didn't know what to think, whether the overwhelming feeling of tight fullness coupled with the erotic rubbing across all her internal erogenous zones was amazing or terrifying. Jake kept feeding his long, thick monster all the way up and into her body, she was actually amazed it fitted inside her, it felt so big.

After what seemed an age of sliding in only one direction, his cock finally nudged against the innermost reaches of her young pussy and she felt him stop, having completely filled up her body with one solid stroke. She looked into his mocking, lust-filled eyes as she quivered and whimpered around his hot man-flesh, seemingly pinning her to the pole behind her back. He gripped her waist firmly as he just held her down onto his meat, feeling her tight and warm pussy quiver around his entire length. He wasn't quite fully embedded inside her, but he still pushed her up onto tip-toes by his cock.

Holding her tightly, he began flexing and circulating his loins, trying to stir his big cock inside her and feel his way around the depths of her pussy. But she was so tight and his cock was so large, that even though she was all soft inside, there wasn't really any scope for maneuver. Her tightness was exaggerated by the large butt-plug embedded deeply into her rear, pressing against Jake's hardness through the thin wall of flesh separating them.

Abigail was overwhelmed by feeling so stuffed full and helpless. Her hands struggled frantically in the tight cuffs and she wriggled her body against his, trying to escape the internal throbbing pressure within her pussy. She whined like a little puppy as she realised her struggles were all futile.

"Oh yeah! That's what I'm talking about! Warm wet pussy. Even better, warm wet ABBY's pussy. Nice. I knew you'd be good. And it's even better than I'd imagined"

Despite wanting to stay deep up inside her, Jake felt the need for some stimulating friction. He shifted his hands around to grip under her bottom and hefted her weight slightly, taking some of her weight from her feet and onto his hands on her bottom. This allowed him to lift her upwards, effectively sliding her up his fleshy pole within her and the metal pole behind her and lifting her off her feet. Now she understood why the tight gag was clamped to the sliding bracket. Her legs were lifted forward and she felt the spreader bar rub up the back of Jake's legs as he lifted her up.

She whimpered as he lifted her up, feeling his cock drawing back through her sopping tunnel. The shaft slid through her tightness, and the larger head stretched her out with its passing. He lifted her higher and higher, keeping his legs straight as his cock was effectively drawn out of her body, until the throbbing tip was just trapped inside her by the tighter muscles at her entrance.

"Oh yeah, slidey slidey feels good inside you. But are you ready for more again? Are you ready for the plunge? Are you Abby?"

Abigail tried to shake her head, or at least wiggle it or at least flit her eyes left and right to say 'no' to his teasing question. But she doubted that he would have paid her any attention, even if she was not gagged and had managed to say anything. What she actually wanted to say was words to the effect of 'No, you bastard! Of course I'm not ready and don't you fucking dare! Get that stinking stick out of me and go fuck yourself!' But in her current state of helplessness and arousal, what would probably have come out would actually have only been whimpers, gasps and perhaps a weak 'Please, don't. Let me go. I wanna go home.'

In any case, Jake was never going to listen to her anyway. He held her up under her bottom, shifting his hands and her weight to get comfy. And then dropped her.

Abigail screamed into the gag as her own weight impaled herself onto his huge cock, stretching her pussy tightly around him. It wasn't painful, far from it, it felt oddly comforting. But the surprising and erotic rubbing of his hot manflesh quickly across all her internal sensitive spots in one, quick, long plunge was all too much for her young body to process. Her eyes rolled back as the over-acute pangs of please swept through her body from the insides and threatened to overwhelm her immediately.

Her G-spot was firmly rubbed by the passage of his ribbed and veined shaft, and the top of his shaft slid tightly across her clit. As well as that, his huge bell-end simply stretched her hole as it slid up and back into her, rubbing back against the solid plastic embedded in her rear. This time, with her weight added to the pressure, he bottomed out inside her, even deeper than before, making her shriek at the bottom of her plunge. Her clit was firmly squashed by the base of his cock and his throbbing flesh pressed firmly against her G-spot.

"Fuck yeah! Oh that's good. You're one hot princess Abby! I can feel your snatch clutching and quivering around me? Can you feel my hard cock hard and throbbing deep, deep up inside you? Yeah? Have you ever taken a cock this big before? I bet you haven't. I bet I'm into virgin territory up just there. Ah! Am I right? Anyway, I want to do that again!"

Abigail squeaked half in terror and half in awe as he began lifting her slowly up his shaft again, drawing out her pussy behind it. When he had lifted her to the tip of his cock, he paused, increasing her anguished anticipation.

She shrieked through the gag as he let her drop suddenly again and she plunged down onto his cock, impaling herself fully until she was full to the brim with is cock-flesh. This time he didn't pause, he kept lifting her up and letting her drop back down. Despite the repetition, her body still wasn't ready for each plunge and she shrieked each time accordingly.

But after a few more lifts and drops, Jake decided that he wanted to control the speed and hence the friction better and not just let gravity do the work. He clutched his large hands under her bum-cheeks, squeezing her flesh firmly, and started bodily lifting her up and down on his stiff shaft. This had the effect of smoothing out the tight, wet friction between them and he soon got into a smooth rhythm, pumping her pussy up and down on his large cock.

Abigail was grateful that he had stopped dropping her down onto him, but she didn't have time to process the nuances of the different feelings because the hot, wet friction inside her aroused her quickly to boiling point again. Jake's large build and strength allowed him to easily pump her up and down on his long, hard shaft, letting it slide through her sensitive pussy as he fucked her solidly against the pole.

She could feel him rubbing his ribbed and veiny cock all the way through her young pussy, squeezing itself into her with each inward stroke and reaming out her cavity with his big bell-end with each outward pass. Her G-spot and clit were both being rubbed firmly by his pumping, his tight flesh pressing into her sweet spots at the front and inside her, making her nerves tingle and her skin shiver.

She could feel her heart fluttering and her breathing ragged as her pleasure nerves were being stimulated by the smooth, rubbing friction of his pistoning cock deep up inside her tight body. She was completely helpless to stop, control or even respond of her own will. Her body betrayed her resistance and reluctance by building her up towards an unbidden and unwanted orgasm. Or was it wholly unwanted? She didn't know, and couldn't process this; her mind going blank with the pleasure he was extracting from her captive and sensitive body.

Abigail knew that she had an annoying tendency to get turned on by being helpless, teased and dominated. She couldn't help it, but the feeling of not being in control of her own pleasure and being at the mercy of someone else who, while they were obviously concentrating on their own pleasure first, nevertheless turned her on something stupid and gave her amazing pleasure in the end. And this was happening again!

Jake grunted and moaned as he pumped Abigail up and down on his rock-hard shaft. Each time he lowered her onto his cock, he thrust up and into her soft body, trying to get as deep up into her as he could. This was rewarded by a gasp or a squeal from his gagged prize as Abigail felt her pleasure nerves being pushed to the limit. He urged his body into hers, keeping his strokes long and so very deep. He could feel the clutching wet friction of her quivering pussy squeezing his cock, as well as the added tightness of rubbing alongside the large rubber vibrator within her bottom.

Abigail found herself bound, gagged and being rigorously pumped up and down on the stiff shaft of her best friend's big brother. Her body had been tied and teased and aroused for what seemed hours now. Her most sensitive zones were being persistently rubbed back and forth by the wet friction of Jake's oversized cock rubbing solidly within her tight but slippery pussy. All her nerves tingled and throbbed with inescapable pleasure. It was becoming too much, it was becoming too overwhelming. She tried to resist the relentlessly building pleasure within her but she found that she was utterly helpless to do so.

"Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!" she thought frantically as she panted for breath behind the tight gag. "Too much! Too big! too intense!" But she was powerless to stop it. "Oh, Oh, Oh, Ah! Ah! Ah!" she moaned as she felt herself slowly succumbing to the erotically stimulating sensations.

Then Jake shifted inward a little, while keeping her pumping up and down his pole. The change was slight: he simply stepped forward a little into her body, but Abigail felt the effects dramatically. Now his shirt snubbed into her large, out-thrust breasts, rubbing across the fabric as she moved up and down, and friction of the material drawing her throbbing nipples up and down with the movement. This added a whole new dimension of stimulation since her sensitive nipples seemed to be connected via pleasure nerves, directly to her pussy somehow. Not only that, but with the slightly new angle, the crack of her bottom was pressed against the sliding pole, nudging the protruding butt-plug inside her, jolting her insides. His large bell-end and thick cock now rubbed deliciously across different spots within her, without easing the pressure on her clit and G-spot.

What with the firm pumping into the sensitive depths of her pussy, rubbing across all her internal erogenous zones and the rubber butt-plug, coupled with the new angle and the added erotic stimulation, helpless Abigail had no chance of stemming the tide building behind an orgasmic dam, threatening to burst at any second. She struggled frantically and squealed constantly as he pumped her harder.

Inevitably, the dam burst under the pressure, and Abigail screamed loudly into the gag as she reached orgasm and started to come. Her eyes rolled back in her head as her mind went blank with pleasure overload. Her body bucked and spasmed even in its tight bondage and within Jake's firm grip. Her nerves exploded in ecstasy throughout her body, but centred on her ultra-sensitive G-spot, a pleasure so overwhelming it knocked on the door of her sheer consciousness. She couldn't cope and couldn't escape as wave upon giant wave absolutely smashed through her senses, driving her body before it in a tidal wave of intense bliss.

Jake grinned down at her as he renewed his pumping while he felt her coming around his hard cock, her pussy fluttering and gushing its juice around him. He grimaced as he fucked her even harder, driving her climax on and up, not letting up on his pounding within her tight captive body. He could feel her pussy going into involuntary spasms, clenching and squeezing his still-pistoning cock as he pumped harder into her quivering body. Her arse cheeks quivered and shook in his hands as her nerves went into complete meltdown. Her muffled cries and shrieks of passion spurred him on to pound her all the more urgently as she came over and over on his throbbing cock.

Jake had never experienced anything quite as intense as this. The power he felt at not only dominating and fucking this helpless beautiful young girl, but also the pride in being able to make her come so hard, was an ego trip beyond anything he could image. In addition, she looked, felt and sounded so damn hot that he wanted all of her. He powered into her with increased speed and vigour, knowing that the feeling of her pussy fluttering strongly around his cock, was going to make him blow any minute. Before that happened, he wanted to try something more.

As Abigail lost her mind in the pleasure of coming continuously while Jake pounded her even harder than before, she felt one of his hands move quickly to her rear opening. Immediately a strong buzzing started exciting her entire rear passage, vibrating her rear, seeping into her pussy and causing the deeply pounding cock to hum inside her pussy as it continued to pump her.

She screamed a silent scream, her breath wracking in her squashed chest, her nerves deprived of oxygen, making all her senses more alive to the pleasure soaring through her body. She was completely overwhelmed by the intense pleasure being forced upon and throughout her captive, teenage body. Her fingers and toes curled in spasms, her thighs and arms shook, her eyelids fluttered, and her nipples exploded in bliss. Her pussy gushed and squirted around his cock, lubricating its deep passage. Her entire consciousness went into rapturous abandon, and she felt completely lost and helpless as she experienced a pleasure so intense, it nearly hurt.

Jake couldn't believe how good she looked and sounded coming hard on his cock as she was. But mainly the vibrations inside and the clenching of her already tight pussy around his deeply pounding cock was all too much for him to endure. He could feel his large balls drawing up, ready to explode. He could feel his cock swelling even longer and thicker inside her. He could feel a tremble starting in his scrotum and quickly moving up to the tip of his still-pumping cock.

He roared at the room as he felt a powerful surge of sperm shoot up his cock and burst deep into the still-climaxing teenager being thoroughly pumped by his cock. Abigail shrieked and came anew as she felt his seed suddenly spurting into her deepest recess. He kept pumping her hard and deep as spurt after spurt of white goo burst from his cock and jetted into the walls of her pussy.

Abigail was beyond lost as she felt the liquid inject into her depths and flood her pussy, his cock still working in and out, pushing it firmly into the back of her body, way, way up inside her. She could do nothing but climax and take his seed as she felt him basting her pussy with potent baby-juice. Her already overloaded sensory system went into another level as a tsunami of pleasure crashed through her nerves and wracked her mushy brain in ecstasy.

Jake kept pumping and spurting and driving deep into her as he came, blasting huge torrents of pent up seed into her depths. Abigail squealed and bucked as her body came in a new wave of bliss as his cock disgorged its hot sticky liquid into her sensitive depths. This was too much, too intense, too pleasurable. This was pleasure overload torture. This was causing her brain to short-circuit, her pleasure fuses were about to blow. There was only so much the poor girl could take.

As Jake urged his body one last time as deep as he could into her twitching pussy, holding her down onto his huge cock, feeling the vibrations all around them both, he injected his last gush of seed into her depths. Abigail squealed sharply for the last time, closed her rolled back eyes and suddenly went limp, slipping out of consciousness from overwhelming pleasure overload.

*****

When Abigail regained consciousness she discovered that she was lying on her back, pinned down onto something. Her hands were still firmly strapped behind her back between her shoulder blades and padlocked to her collar. But she was lying on a huge soft pillow, which cushioned her pinned arms somewhat but arched her back, thrusting her naked breasts up and making her feel more exposed. She was still gagged, but it had been released from that blasted pole.

As she groggily opened her eyes, she quickly realised she had been blindfolded. The gag was in place, but it felt quite different to before. She tried to work her tongue under the tight restriction of a large bulbous, ribbed shape plugging her mouth and pressing down on her tongue. She could also feel a ring behind her teeth fastened to a strong gag strap as before. She realised that it was a ring gag forcing her mouth wide open so that a thick cock-gag could be fixed deep into her mouth to silence her. It pushed into the back of her throat, fully filling her mouth.

That was not the only new feature. She felt the constriction of a strong wide belt fitting snugly around her narrow waist over the tight lace basque, squeezing her tightly. It felt like the same type as the other bands: a wide steel strip encased within leather. When she wriggled her body to test her range of movements, she felt that the belt had been firmly fixed down to whatever she was lying on, and she couldn't get up or rock from side to side at all.

Not only that; her stocking-clad legs had been released from the spreader bar, but had instead been strapped double-up, tightly bound ankle to thigh by some wide leather belts. Presumably before these belts were tightened, leather straps had been fed behind her knees and these were now pulling her bound legs up and wide, and no doubt buckled to the top corners of whatever she was lying on. This left her thighs spread up and wide, completely exposing her most private places to anyone who looked down at her.

Abigail whimpered in helplessness and struggled in her dark prison, trying to break free and escape, but it was clear that whoever had fixed her down had known what they were doing. They'd probably done this before with some other hapless bride or substitute, she thought.

Before, when she was fixed standing to the pole, she thought that she'd never before been rendered so completely helpless and vulnerable. But now with the blindfold, the belt around her waist and her thighs spread wide exposing her naked pussy to the room, she felt even more helpless. This thought of total loss of control, sight or movement made her body flush, her pulse race and her pussy gush deep inside her, for some strange reason she couldn't fathom.

She tried lifting her head to 'see' down her captive body, but of course the blindfold had no flaws. In fact someone noticed that she had lifted her head up and suddenly she felt a tug from the back of the tight gag strap. She squealed into the cock-gag as her head was pulled backwards, bending her neck back over the end of whatever she was lying on and suddenly, with the ominous 'click' of another tiny padlock, her head was fastened there. Her face was now nearly upside down and pointing back away from her body. This caused her back to arch right up, thrusting her naked breasts upwards even more obscenely, leaving them fully on display.

This left her feeling even more overwhelmingly vulnerable and helpless, her head having been the only thing she could really move before, and now even that had been taken away from her. She sobbed and whimpered through the gag, the drool running into her eyes from her face now being held tilted back so far. She wriggled and strained in her strict bondage, not managing to move anything except her fingers and toes. Not even her pinned back knees would budge much.

Abigail gave up fighting her restraints, feeling that they were all too strong and immovable. She slumped back in helpless resignation and just rested in her arched back and spread position, sobbing and whimpering gently into the gag. Her body trembled gently, part in fear, part because of her sobbing and partly because her helplessness aroused her somehow. She could hear movement and male conversation coming and going around her, but didn't understand any of it.

Suddenly she felt warm hands gently hold her upthrust left breast. They squeezed the soft flesh gently, making her nipple peak and throb. Another pair of hands closed around her right breast, moulding her fleshy globes between strong fingers. She gasped as a pair of lips came down over her left nipple, closing around the throbbing peak and applying suction to extend her nub.

These lips started suckling firmly on her sensitive teat, making it swell and elongate inside a warm mouth, and she quivered a little and couldn't suppress a little moan as a warm wet tongue bathed the tip in saliva and flicked it from side to side. This treatment was soon applied to her other breast until both nipples were being suckled firmly by a pair of lips and toyed with by wet tongues, while the hands kneaded and squeezed her flesh. This sent twinges of pleasure shooting straight from her nipples down to her pussy. She whimpered under this new double assault on her senses.

She was just getting used to this fresh stimulation of her breasts when she felt something brush against her inner thighs. Fingers stroked the soft skin above the lace of her stockings, negotiating around the garter straps and circling closer and closer to her spread and exposed pussy. She felt a shiver down her spine as she felt the fingertips honing in on her naked pussy, until she gasped as the fingers ran up and down the sides of her spread pussy-lips.

Abigail could do nothing but tremble and whimper as her nipples were suckled and fingers stroked up and down and spread her pussy-lips wide. She could feel breath on her pussy, cooling her fire since she was still wet from Jake's seed but also from her own secretions. She caught her breath as a finger dipped quickly between her lips, testing her warmth and wetness, before moving on. She gasped as another finger flicked across her exposed clit, sending a jolt of pleasure surging through her body.

Then both fingers return, one stroking her clit lovingly while the other probed the inviting entrance to her pussy. Under the blindfold, her eyes went wide in surprised arousal as she felt a long, thick finger worm its way into her sensitive pussy. She could feel it sliding across her bottom wall, stroking and exciting the flesh there. It wriggled around inside her, exploring, testing her reaction as it probed around. What with the hands on her breasts, lips suckling firmly on both her nipples and now this finger probing inside her, she was mewling and trembling and arching her back, straining against the tight straps that held her completely immobile.

Her body shuddered in arousal as a fingertip touched her clit. She made a little plaintive mewl as the finger, wet with her own juice, started to stroke and rub across her sensitive bud, teasing it to make it swell and become more prominent and, as it felt to her, more sensitive. Deprived of the sense of sight and unable to move at all, Abigail's body seemed to be even more sensitive to touch than normal. And the multiple sensual assaults on her body were winding her up something silly, especially the fingertip strumming her clit.

Incoherent thoughts flashed through her brain amidst the erotic stimulation of so many sensitive parts of her body. Her mind couldn't really focus on anything in particular because of the multiple points of stimulation being forced upon her. Her throat uttered guttural grunts and moans in response to the teasing tormentors, stifled by the long cock-gag plugging her throat. The closest equivalent if she could have managed to vocalise this would have been "Oh god! Oh no! Please, please. Oh. Help me. Oh God. Mmmmmm!"

Then she felt the finger in her pussy rotate and curl up against her top wall. She gasped into the gag as the long finger explored around until it found the tiny little concentration of sensitive nerves: her G-spot. A sharp intake of breath and a judder through her body accompanied the fingertip starting to stroke her G-spot gently. This new erotic touch was so acutely felt through her nerves because her body was so sensitive and already being sexually stimulated. The strumming of her spot generated a whole new level of sexual tension within her young body.

"Oh god!" thought Abigail from the darkness behind the blindfold. "What are they... ah... doing to me? Are they... Ooo... deliberately trying to... Oh god... arouse me? What pleasure are they... ah... getting themselves by doing... uh... this to me?"

She couldn't understand why the men surrounding her seemed to be concentrating more on giving her pleasure, rather than taking their own. Perhaps they were trying to make her lose concentration, wear down her defences or perhaps it was just their way of enjoying her body. Or even worse, maybe they were just ensuring she was nice and wet for them to take her? That was probably it. And it was certainly working! She bucked involuntarily and another gush of her juices flooded her pussy as the fingertip stroked across her G-spot. She was starting to lose it and strained and struggled against her bonds, whimpering and sobbing from the intense arousal being forced upon her young, helpless body.

Suddenly she felt someone fiddling with the fixings of the cock-gag.

"Oh thank god." She thought as the cock-shaped insert was carefully withdrawn from her mouth. "Someone is here... ah... to release me and put an end to... Ooh... all this teasing." She was wrong.

"Gaaaarh!" she exclaimed as the gag released her tongue and she could vocalise her arousal. Despite the fingers still teasing her pussy and the mouths suckling on her nipples, she quickly realised that this was a chance to voice her objections. With her head still fixed upside down by the gag strap, with the ring gag still keeping her mouth wide open, with the blindfold blocking out any vision, she took in a deep breath, ready to shout out loud.

"Gluck!" was the only sound she got out as someone held her head steady and plunged their rather large and very hard cock, straight through the ring gag and into her warm mouth, pressing her tongue down and silencing her almost as soon as she could speak. "Oh god NO!" thought the helpless Abigail.

The owner of the cock in her mouth wasted no time. Holding her head steady and back, aided by the firm padlock at the back of the gag-strap, he moved his loins back and forth, working his long cock in and out of her warm and wet mouth. With each stroke, he worked it deeper into her mouth, quickly plugging the back of her mouth and pushing into the entrance of her throat.

Abigail shook and struggled against her bonds, her fingers clawing frantically for escape as she felt the fleshy pole going further into her throat with each thrust. The backward tilt of her head lined her mouth up with her throat and so it was not long before his bell-end was starting pushing straight down her throat, plugging her air supply and expanding her neck.

Her head was held so steady by his invading cock and the gag-strap padlock, that whoever he was decided that both hands holding her head were unnecessary. Instead he moved one hand to the front of her neck over her throat above the collar, restricting her breathing a little, but mainly to feel his own cock pushing into her throat. He plunged deeper and deeper down the poor girl's throat until she was helplessly deep-throating him. She could feel his hot cock twitching and throbbing as it pumped in and out of her mouth and a long way down her throat.

What with the regular air restriction and the large fleshy pole gagging her again, Abigail felt so vulnerable and helpless. She now had her nipples being sucked firmly, her clit was being manipulated and she was being finger-fucked across her G-spot while she was forced to deep-throat someone else. She sobbing and quivered under the multiple assaults, and gave up trying to find release: there was none for her. Her arched back and tightly bound body was quickly becoming overwhelmed by the sexual stimulation it was suffering, and her whole nervous system, inside and out, was tingling with unwanted pleasure that she couldn't resist or escape from.

The helpless teenager was subjected to this erotic assault for a few minutes, her body drawing closer and closer to the edge of an almighty orgasm and being expertly held on the brink as she shuddered and whimpered around the cock deep in her mouth. She thought she felt the people molesting and sucking on her breasts swap over with other men, because the texture and intensity of the stimulation paused and changed from time to time. But the cock kept pumping deeply into her mouth and the fingers on her clit and G-spot kept up a steady sensual pressure.

At last the finger on her clit withdrew, and the long finger within her pussy, slipped out of her. She was grateful for some little respite, but fully expected fresh fingers to be probing her at any time.

Her eyes under the blindfold bugged wide in surprise and she squeaked past the gagging cock as she felt something round, and warm, and unmistakably male, pressing into the entrance to her vulnerable and exposed pussy. She could feel it working up and down her slit, coating itself in her copious juices flooding from her little hole. It nudged up against her throbbing clit, making her twitch at the pangs of pleasure that brought. She knew what was coming next, but could not resist or even steady herself from needing to concentrate on breathing and because of the stimulation on her nipples and pussy-lips.

The cock-head engaged in the opening to her tight pussy and pressure was applied as she felt strong hands gripping her hips. She whimpered anew as she felt her lips spread wider to accommodate the hot flesh trying to enter her soft body. It was large and she was tight, so it stretched her muscle wide around its girth. Fortunately she was very, very wet, lubricated by the mixture of juices, but mainly her own. The relentless pressure allowed the now-slippery cock to open her up.

The large bell-end suddenly slipped inside her with a pop and a groan from the owner. Abigail's covered eyes stretched wide as she felt the huge cock-head slip in between her tight pussy-lips and enter her warmth. She whimpered and wriggled in her tight bonds as the cock in her mouth continued to pump her solidly and the one in her pussy pushed onward.

With a pulsing pressure, it worked its way deeper and deeper into her young captive body. She trembled and struggled as she was helplessly invaded by this large rod of manflesh which kept nudging farther and deeper into her soft and wet pussy, stretching her around its hardness as it went. She could feel the pressure of being filled to the brim with this huge cock, made more acute by the large anal plug still wedged deep inside her rear.

The thick fleshy pole kept sliding deeper and deeper into her, seemingly endless in length and its large girth making it rub across all the sensitive zones inside her pussy. Abigail was already squealing around the cock pumping down her throat by the time the huge member deep inside her pussy bottomed out. She felt completely stuffed full of unwanted manflesh.

The guy embedded inside her pussy rotated his groin in a circular movement, trying to stir himself deep inside her clutching softness, but her body gripped him too tightly and he simply had no room to move around at that depth. So he held her hips firmly and started sliding out of her. Abigail juddered and whimpered around the cock pumping her mouth, as she felt the large bell-end in her pussy reaming her firmly as it slid back through her love tunnel. The ridges rubbed across all her sensitive spots as it withdrew back to her tight entrance.

He paused for a second, his throbbing tip just poised inside her trembling body. Then tensed up and she groaned loudly as he thrust forward, this time plunging his considerable length straight up and into her tight slippery pussy to full depth in one glorious gliding stroke. She felt him bottom out again, nudging her full depth, deep, deep up inside her helpless teenage body. The internal pressure was overwhelming for her.

This time he didn't let up and he started pumping his long, thick cock in and out of her slippery hole, fucking her firmly. Abigail lay helplessly bound on her back with a large plug in her arse, a cock thrusting deeply down her throat, a pair of lips suckling hard on each nipple and a large cock sliding in and out of her sensitive and tight pussy. This was overwhelming stimulation for the already wound-up and completely helpless young woman. She had never felt anything quite like this before and all her senses went into overdrive as her erogenous zones were attacked simultaneously from different directions.

It was inevitable that her body responded to the multiple erotic assaults. She could feel herself losing control, not that she had any to start with. But now, coupled with oxygen depletion from the huge cock in her throat, her resistance was broken and she couldn't hold it back. Her whole body quivered while she felt pangs of pleasure shooting from her nipples down to her pussy and the large cock inside her, rubbing firmly across her ultra-sensitive G-spot. That was enough to tip her over the edge.

Abigail's back arched impossibly high, thrusting her breasts into the mouths of her tormentors, as her blindfolded eyes rolled way back in her head. Her whole nervous system seemed to suddenly focus on her G-spot in an intense climax of pleasure and she uttered a gagged banshee scream as her body experienced an orgasm of epic proportions. Her body, amidst twinges of bliss, squirted strong sprays of girl-juice against the large pistoning cock inside her, lubricating its passage.

Her whole mind went white with pleasure as the feeling of ecstasy washed out from her G-spot through her whole body from head to toe, bringing pangs of bliss and a strong tingly sensation all over. She shook and convulse as her muscles went into involuntary spasms as her beautiful, tightly bound body was absolutely wracked with wave upon wave of overwhelming bliss. This was pleasure beyond comprehension and anything she had experienced before.

Her pussy clenched again and again as she came over and over, each wave crashing quickly behind the last, leaving her panting and shaking. The cheers of the surrounding men were completely lost on her as all rational thought was swept away in a tsunami of pleasure. Her toes curled and her fingers scrambled for release from this pleasure overkill, but there was no escape. Her orgasm kept being driven on and on for ages, by the two cocks and the two mouths assaulting her body.

While she was still being wracked by her incredibly intense orgasm, there was a quick pause from the cock pumping her pussy. Immediately she felt strong vibrations start from the large anal vibrator embedded deep in her bottom. She shrieked anew as the pumping renewed and this additional vibrationary stimulation seeped right into her very core. She struggled and squealed past the gagging cock as a fresh and more intense wave of ecstasy crashed over her senses and sent her reeling.

Her body had become much more sensitive when she started coming and now, with the renewed pumping and the additional strong vibrations, she felt her orgasm even more acutely if that was even possible. She struggled and arched and quivered as she came over and over again, completely lost in an ocean of extreme pleasure, making her mind go mushy and her senses sparkle all over. Her body was trying to squirt again, but it had run out of juice and so just spasmed uncontrollably.

The man pumping her throat held her head tightly in both hands as he thrust deeply down her throat, but her shrieking and squealing around his cock, coupled with the site of her climaxing, was too much for him to endure. He held himself deep down her throat and his large cock swelled and pulsed as he blasted a huge jet of sticky seed straight down her gullet and into her stomach. He held himself deeply in her throat, plugging her air supply, as he disgorged jet after potent jet of spunk into her helpless body, injecting his semen into her.

Abigail struggled for air as she felt the liquid squirting down her throat, and her eyes went wide with fear, even as she continued to climax powerfully with a large cock still pumping her pussy. Just as she was losing her senses from lack of oxygen, the cock withdrew from her mouth, and she gasped in a huge breath of air, coughing and groaning loudly. Her screams and cries were now free to fill the room as she continued to come, really hard. Suddenly a wet finger found its way onto her throbbing clit and started to strum it.

"Oh my Gawd! Ah! No! Oh! Too much! Ah!" She screamed as the new sensation on her clit drove her continuous orgasm on and on.

The poor girl only managed to vocalise a few shouts of passion before a fresh cock was thrust into her warm, wet mouth, silencing her again. Her body was becoming too sensitive for the continued assault. Her nipples and breasts still quivered and throbbed under the two mouths, but they were starting to get to the point where they ached. Certainly the continued wet friction throughout the depths of her pussy and the firm rubbing across her sensitive G-spot were already overwhelming her with pleasure, and there seemed to be no let-up.

The vibrations originating deep in her stuffed rear were seeping through her whole body. The thin membrane between her rear passage and her pussy meant that the cock now pounding her slippery but tight love tunnel, was also being vibrated while it rubbed across her G-spot. And all the time, her nipples were being suckled into long, extended peaks and warm wet tongues lashed across the tips. The large cock pumping in her pussy kept thrusting in and out at full depth with renewed vigour, driven on by watching her come so spectacularly.

And her orgasm reached even higher heights if that were possible. She shook and quivered and bucked and struggled as wave after wave of extreme and overwhelming bliss washed over and over her young and tightly bound body. The tingling of her nerves had become more acute so her whole body was experiencing pleasure throughout, but of course it was most intensely focussed in her nipples, her clit and especially her throbbing G-spot.

She couldn't process the pleasure. She couldn't escape it, and she couldn't actually breathe properly, which made everything else more sensitive somehow. She was enduring not so much multiple orgasms, and one continuous climax that seemed never to stop. Her body was bucking under the spasms of climax, and her pussy was clenching and quivering up the whole length of the invading cock. She was completely overcome and overwhelmed. Something was going to give soon.

The cock pounding her pussy suddenly bucked and thrust deep. The owner bellowed loudly to the room and she felt it twitch inside her as it spurted a load of liquid into her deepest place. He withdrew and then thrust back into her deeply again as a second blast injected into her. This set off another wave of ecstasy in her brain as her body reacted to being flooded with semen. He continued to thrust deeply into her pussy, each time injecting another load of sticky seed into her young body.

Abigail's body received the offering of sperm deep inside and decided that it's job was done. After an intensely acute surge of ecstasy washed throughout her whole body, her brain finally shut-down and she slipped into dark oblivion.

****

There was a loud bang and this shocked Abigail back into awareness of her surroundings again. She gasped in large breaths of air as she panted, still out of breath. But this meant that there wasn't a cock stuck down her throat: it was gone. Not only that, but her overloaded body seemed to feel somehow empty:- The cock in her pussy had gone and her exposed breasts had been released.

She was still suffering from the aftershocks of her intense mega-orgasm and the vibrating butt-plug was still buzzing away deep up her bum. While she tried to catch her breath, her body was still being wracked by aftershocks. She was still heaving and quivering and twitching as her body shook off the last effects of being so completely overwhelmed by extreme pleasure. She whimpered and mewled as she panted, writhing and struggling in her tight bonds, unable to escape.

But even caught up in her own world of erotic come-down, she started to register unusual noises around her. After the initial bang, there followed a number of loud shouts and crashes. There seemed to be a lot of frenzied arguments and possibly violent struggling going on around the helpless teenager still strapped, exposed to the leather platform with a blindfold over her eyes. She couldn't make out any words she knew, so she couldn't work out what was happening. As she finally calmed down enough to try to think again, the shouts and crashes reached a crescendo, before seemingly moving off elsewhere.

As the noise died down, a pair of hands carefully removed the blindfold. Abigail blinked under the bright lights, unable to see anything for a few seconds. The hands went to the back of her gag strap and she heard the faint sound of a padlock being released and then gentle hands eased her head up, cradling it. With a click at the back of her head, the gag strap was released and the ring gag carefully removed. With another click the collar was released from around her neck.

As she blinked under the lights and her vision became clearer, she could hear the releasing of more padlocks and feel other hands unstrapping and releasing her legs. Then she was hoisted up into a sitting position and supported there. Finally her eyes were getting used to the bright lights and she could start to see around her.

She recognised the person in front of her who was holding her in a setting position with an arm around her back.

"Asahi?" she sobbed as soon as she found her voice. "What's happening? Why are you in uniform?"

The main lights had been thrown on. The room had been mainly cleared of the original occupants. A number of young men in military uniform were guarding the doorway, facing away, holding batons. Several more young men, also in military uniform, were working around her, unlocking padlocks one by one and releasing straps.

"Shh!" Asahi calmed her, holding her tenderly. "It's over. You are safe now." He supported her and held her gently as his friends released her hands from behind her back. Now she was free from all her bindings, she burst into tears and flung herself into his arms, as her rescuer.

Asahi held out his hand to a friend who was holding a large blanket, and he wrapped it around her exposed body, pulling it tight around her shoulders to preserve her modesty. He enfolded her wrapped body in his arms, holding her tight and rocking her gently as she sobbed onto his shoulder, overcome with relief. As she slowly recovered her composure she asked him, between sniffles, what had happened.

"I called in reinforcements," he smiled. "I'm an army lieutenant at the Sapporo Military Academy. I knew you needed help, so I called out the guard. Sorry we are so late." Abigail clung onto him and sobbed with relief on his shoulder, grateful that he had shown up at all.

"But we need to move from here" he urged. "My orders were not exactly sanctioned from above, so we need to get you out before the villagers come back or the police authorities arrive. Come on, I'll help you."

Abigail was far too shaky on her legs, having been weakened by multiple orgasms and cramped up for so long, so Asahi enlisted the help of a large cadet private who scooped up Abigail, blanket and all in his arms. Asahi led them, surrounded by a platoon of baton-wielding cadets out of the hall and through a crowd of villagers, up the street. Halfway out of the village, Abigail suddenly cried out.

"Wait! My stuff is still at Maki's uncle's house! My tickets and passport and everything!"

Asahi nodded and they immediately diverted towards the house. They made a quick "raid" on the house in which the aunt stood around in bewilderment. At least that was Asahi's plan, but Abigail insisted on grabbing a quick shower to wash away the gunk inside her. She had recovered enough to walk by this time. Asahi tried to avert his eyes as he loosened the laces on the basque to help her take it off. Then he and his platoon stood guard outside the house while she showered (removing the long butt-plug in the process) and changed into more practical clothing.

Her personal effects including the train and plane tickets and Lindsey's written instructions were retrieved and the rest of her stuff was quickly stuffed into her case. She looked down at the expensive basque lying on the floor. Shrugging her shoulders and not wanting to waste the beautiful garment, she shoved it into her case with the rest of her clothes, reasoning that it was bought for her, and Maki owed her big-time anyway.

Asahi's platoon then escorted them to the late night bus-stop and bundled her onboard the waiting bus, which was being held from departing by some more cadets. Asahi left her with some food and drink for the day-long journey to Tokyo Airport via bus and two trains, and she waved a grateful goodbye as the bus took her away to safety.

*****

Author's note: Please leave a comment, especially if you enjoyed this story.

I am considering where to take the story next.

Should she get intercepted by a Tokyo brothel owner, or should she make it back home to become Cliff's plaything?

No promises either way, but thoughts welcome.