Testers by Paul Enock Page A

legs. He removed her corset and her bells but left the rest in place; her hands and arms were still useless. Then he knelt behind her with the jar of lubricating jelly. Mike was obviously not immune to the attractions of the female sex and slowly rubbed the jelly the length of Claire’s vulva, paying particular attention to the area around her clitoris. Then her spread a great dollop on his fingers and worked them well into her pussy. Claire was almost climaxing and her legs were beginning to tremble, so Mike stopped and Claire cried out in frustration. But then he spread the jelly around her anus and began working as much as he could inside her other entrance. Claire thought briefly that here she was, bound and gagged with her legs chained apart and a man she didn’t know from Adam pushing jelly into her arse and pussy. It was only a brief thought though – there were more pressing thoughts to be had as Mike worked his fingers into her.
     
    She groaned as he picked up the chastity belt from the night before; the one with the interesting phalli, and worked the back stub into her arse. This was quickly followed by the curiously articulated front phallus that seemed to push its way into all her corners as Mike slid it up inside of her. Her locked the belt tightly about her waist, released her legs and collar and gave her a little kiss on the cheek. He tweaked the shackles that were still through her nipples to make sure they were still firm, clipped a leash to one of them and led her from the room.
     
    They went to Claire’s bedroom and she was bewildered to find that Nita was already there, lying on Claire’s bed and in the same condition as Claire; ring gagged and belted. Mike got Claire to lie next to Nita and to their mutual astonishment, clipped their nipple shackles together so they were lying teat to teat.
     
    “Aaa oo orry,” said Nita as they lay with their heads together and Claire just smiled awkwardly and shook her head.
     
    Mike looked down at the two girls lying so close; well, they had little option , he thought. “Goodnight, Ladies,” he said and flipped on their belts using the remote control in his pocket as he left the room.
     
    Both girls shrieked as their belts went from still to high in one jump. The motors under the anuses were humming along at about four cycles per second and their arse cheeks looked like they’d turned to jelly. Inside their pussies, the other dildos were writhing about like demented snakes and the vibrators were pressed tightly against their clitorises and set to high. The girls were twisting and wriggling but all that was achieving was to pull at their teats. It didn’t take Nita long to work out that the best way to protect their nipples was to press their breasts together and she rolled on top of Claire, and then she pressed her open mouth against Claire’s open mouth and the two girls became rapidly overcome by a solid wall of climaxes.
     
    After ten minutes the belts stopped and the girls settled against each other and slowly drifted off to sleep, little realising that the belts would turn on again every two hours.

Chapter 8
     
    Claire and Laura were woken at seven o’clock by Sarah and Mike. Sarah unclipped them from each other and led Claire away while Mike saw to Nita. Claire was taken to her dressing room, stripped of all clothes, boots, cuffs and collars, and offered the en suite facilities including a shower. Sarah even removed the pinned links that went through her nipples. She showered and washed her hair and was now feeling so much better; it was strange how much difference having clean hair can make to a girl, thought Claire. It must be something to do with self respect; just feeling good about yourself.
     
    Claire smiled at Sarah, who smiled back. “Bend over against the table,” said Sarah and Claire stopped smiling. She leant on the table as ordered, presenting her arse to Sarah who lubricated her pussy with some more jelly and inserted the end