Gloria Day: House of dark pleasure

"Oh, Doctor!"

Basil took a tube of salve, squeezed some onto his hand then smeared it on the sheath. "I'll make it soft and lubricated so that it'll slide in and out easily and smoothly; it'll adapt itself to the contours inside your vulva, pressing evenly all over, touching everything, thrilling you quite completely."

He held his breath, bent over her as she opened her thighs and lifted her buttocks with trembling eagerness, then inserted the end of the sheath between the shivering lips of her vagina.

"I'm pushing it in, Doris," he whispered, "and when it's all inside, I'll press the button, make it get bigger and bigger until you tell me to stop."

"Okay, Doctor, okay!" Doris' voice was high with excited anticipation.

The sheath slid through the curled open lips, piercing its path into the shivering tissue until its rounded end was flush with the top of Doris' vulva.

"It-it's at the back of my pussy…" she said, quaveringly, "but it-it can get thicker if-if you like!" She lifted her hips, slowly rotated her pelvis as Basil touched the button and made the sheath expand.

Doris closed her eyes, held her breath as the thickness increased; every now and then she'd make a wet, sensuous sound as a fresh part of her sensitive vulva was titillated by the expanding sheath.

Basil watched the slit stretch open; the soft labia lips curled outward, showing wet, pink tissue until it seemed that the opening could not possibly get wider.

"Is that enough?" he asked, his finger ready to press the button and halt the expansion.

"Just-just a little bit more, Doctor. It's like-like nothing I ever imagined. I've never been so filled before!" Doris' voice was dreamy and breathless.

"All right," she said at last, and Basil pressed the button, then slid the sheath, sluggishly, tissue clinging to its sides, down the quivering vulva then pressed it upward again.

"Oh that, Doctor, oh that!" Doris raised her pelvis, tightened her belly into stiff ridges of tension as the sheath penetrated her.

Basil reached to the controls, switched on the power for the breast-pads.

Doris gave a low squeal of ecstasy when she felt the vibrations on her nipples.

"Feel it?" Basil whispered.

"Oh yes, on my breasts – the tits are all hard!" She shook herself, making her breasts swing from side to side, but the pads stayed in place.

Basil increased the power. Doris squealed again, more loudly this time. "It's like wild! Oh, Doc – you're driving me crazy. My nipples are on fire!" She twitched and jerked her whole body.

He manipulated the sheath, squeezing it in high, dragging it down slowly with sensual twistings.

"Inside my pussy – ooooh, all over it, every wet part!" She lifted her pelvis, undulated it and moaned. A dribble of saliva was trickling from her mouth and running down her chin until it dripped onto her neck.

Basil reached to the control for the anal electrode, turned it on.

Doris' buttocks jerked, and Basil, still holding the sheath in her vulva, let his hand move with her body.

"Inside my bummie. Eeeeh! It's all hot!" She bounced her buttocks up and down on the couch but the electrode was not dislodged.

He reached down and under her, pressed the electrode more deeply into her anus; her squeals became shriller.

"My bottom, Doc – the cheeks are shaking like jelly – oooh, up my bummie, right up the wet hole. The jabs are shooting right into me!" Doris' voice was a sensuous torrent of sound.

Basil reached for the control for the electrode on her clitoris, gradually increased the power.

A new note came into Doris' voice; a pulse in her forehead started flickering wildly. The saliva that spewed from her mouth became thicker. She lifted her knees high, then pulled them back into her belly. Basil changed his grip on the sheath, reaching under her drawn-up legs, squeezing the length of the rubber tube to the top of her sexual sac.

"My clit!" Doris screamed. "It's outa control!"

Basil glanced at it; the electrode was bobbing wildly on Doris' jerking clitoral head. Each time the electrode touched and sent a sharp stab of current into the tiny muscle, Doris' face twitched, her knees pressed into her belly and the contraction of her muscles in her vaginal walls forced the sheath downward with intense pressure.

Each time the sheath was forced down, Basil jammed it back up, and a fresh squeal of pleasure and pain would spew from Doris' lips.

She rolled herself upward and backward and Basil saw her anus stretching open with the electrode projecting; he placed his finger on the end of it, pressed it in to the limit. Doris shrieked and her buttocks became a mass of quivering jelly.

He reached to the box, increased the power in the anal electrode. Her shrieks changed into a babbling stream of obscenity.

"It's shooting up my ass I'm coming inside it! My bottom's on fire; that Goddamned fire in my ass is making me blow. Eeeeh, Doc – I'm coming in my ass! It's fuckin' me inside my bottom an' I'm creamin'! Eeeeeeh!"

Basil swung over the dial, and the current in the clitoral electrode went up to near its limit.

Doris' belly became a shivering mass of vibrating muscles and nerves. He saw the clitoris quivering madly on the end of its stem, then Doris reached down, pressed her fingers into the base of her belly and pushed upward with her pelvis. "Fuck," she screamed, pressing her clitoris against the electrode. "Fuck my clit, you little metal rod, fuck an' fuck an' fuck!" She writhed in a sexual frenzy. "Doc!" she screamed, "fuck my pussy with that rubber – make it get big an' bigger, all inside me – all over my Goddamned pussy – I'm orgasming all over. Oh Doc – eeeeeh, I'm coming in every fuckin' part of me!"

Suddenly, Basil released his grasp of the rubber sheath; leaving it thrust inside Doris' pussy, pressing against the utmost end, and stood beside the couch. His eyes were excited as he watched the squealing, writhing and orgasming girl – then he turned to the controls, switched them all full on.

Doris' gyrations became even more frenetic. Her arms waved in the air wildly, then she reached to her crotch, scratched at her clitoris, squeezing it, pressing it against the electrode with maniacal strength. Her bottom bounced up and down, and each time it squashed onto the couch, the electrode up her anus went in more deeply.

"Eeeeh, Doc," she screamed. "Up my fuckin' ass, it's creaming me. I'm comin' all over, Doc, I'm goin' crazy!"

Basil watched the trickle of red and white fluid seeping from her anus as she writhed in sexual agony. His breath came more quickly, then he reached to his own crotch and unfastened his pants.

Doris' eyes rolled wildly; she was unaware of the man standing beside the couch, holding his enlarged cock in his hand.

Suddenly, Basil reached to the black box and cut off the power in all the attachments. Doris continued to writhe, jerk and moan with frenzy.

He seized the dead electrode in her anus, yanked it out of the wet, squirming hole. Her bottom still quivered, the cheeks opened and closed of their own accord.

He detached the electrode which had danced its dance of sexuality on her clitoris. The slender spire still jerked, writhed and bobbed. Basil pulled the sheath from inside the palpitating pussy. Her vulva still quivered, the lips remained curled open even after the thick sheath was gone.

Basil jerked the suction cups off her breasts; the nipples were red and iron-hard. He touched them – and Doris jerked frantically. "Squeeze them, Doc – they're aching, please squeeze them!"

He took a nipple between a finger and thumb with either hand, squeezed with all his strength. Doris drooled; the unbearable pressure thrilled her. She jerked out her legs, straightened them, but her belly still throbbed; the lips of her vulva still opened and closed, sucked in, pushed out with wet, squashing regularity.