Having never gone this far into Cargo Bay, Natalie was excited, and prepared. There were hundreds upon hundreds of shipping containers scattered all across what used to be a busy port about a mile long - Most of them were already picked through, and it took hours to climb over all of them. Two gigantic cargo ships barely made it to the port before a giant tsunami rocked the entire area, tipping the ships over as all the containers shifted to one side or the other - This left the port completely blocked, and virtually impossible to clean up. Companies sent workers in to get back what they could, but it would've taken years to clear a usable path for trucks, let alone recover anything – The containers were not water-tight. Natalie has had decent luck at finding old trinkets, the occasional container full of outdated clothes, and lots of homeless people living out of the containers, but they usually stuck to the front and out of the way - They didn't like being bothered much. She was barely a tick up from homeless – She lived just a few blocks away in a largely destroyed house that used to be two stories tall. 

Today Natalie prepared herself to go on a full day's journey and go way further then ever. She ate a decent breakfast, packed lots of dense food bars and nutritional snacks, as well as plenty of water and electrolyte powder packs. Her pack was a little bit heavier than she wanted, but she knew it'd lighten up as the day went on.

It was just past dawn, so Natalie knew she could slip through some of the various homeless containers without too much hassle - It was a very cumbersome few blocks after that, where most of the metal cargo containers stacked and warped together creating something of a wall the size of an office building. She's gotten through it before, but it's fairly dangerous since there's nothing to grab onto if you slip, except the edges, which would likely slice you open. Natalie experienced it first hand before, which is why she brought a grappling hook this time - It cost her a weeks worth of precious 'McMeal' tickets, but it's paid off time and again.

Reaching one of the most difficult parts to pass, Natalie shrugged off her backpack and pulled out her trusty grappling hook. She stood upon the staircase like stack of cargo containers and looked up at the ones that landed vertically instead of horizontally - Easily a 20 foot wall of previously insurmountable steel. Natalie whirled the grapple around a few times, slowly giving it more and more slack as she gauged how much 'umph' she need to give it. The only places to grip the container were along the edge, so it was better to overshoot and hope to hook the door. With a discus-like practiced twirl of her body, along with the already-spinning grapple head, Natalie absolutely launched it over one particular cargo container. 

Reeling the high-tensile rope in, she could feel that two of the four claws hooked into something - Even jumping in the air and yanking the rope downward with her full body weight, but it didn't budge. She loudly whispered an ecstatic "YES!" while throwing her fists in the air. It still required a huge amount of energy to scale the container, but once Natalie did reach the top, she celebrated again - Sitting down and munching on one of her 'deluxe' food bars, which actually contained a vanilla-ish flavour, she looked across the sea of hundreds of scattered shipping containers before her. The closest ones were popped open and boring – She wanted to go much deeper.

Pulling out her binoculars, Natalie scanned the area - She has been there before, but the different ways she's been able to do so were closed off one by one, so clearly at least one person lived in Cargo Bay. Strangely, with her new height and binoculars, she noticed a trio of containers that seemed strangely grouped together - They were several blocks deeper than she's ever been. Almost none of the other cargo containers were so perfectly next to one another. Natalie carefully traversed the lesser-known area with caution and a sturdy pocket knife ready at her side, but things really did seemed abandoned this far in - The containers were wide open, and there were plenty of items to take, but it seemed most people realised it was going to be almost impossible to get TVs and stereos through the wall of cargo containers. Natalie skipped all of them too, her interest was in that strange set of containers set much further back.

It was high noon by the time she made it to the three steel containers - Her arms were starting to ache a bit, her feet weren't doing great either with all the climbing, and a grumble in her stomach had Natalie take another quick break on the ground before her 'prize'. Food bars replaced most flavour with sheer nutrients, proteins, fats, and everything one needed to technically live – Even anything vanilla was considered a huge bounty when you ran out of McMeal tickets. 

Leaving her backpack on the ground outside, Natalie carefully popped the metal locking flap on the first container, and slowly moved the steel bar to the right so that she could open the door. She popped open the door on the left afterward so that she could get the most amount of light. Stepping into the container Natalie found out that the container's roof was lined with RGB lights, and the entire container was completely lit - She screamed and pulled out her knife upon seeing several figures standing before her, but slowly realised it was just a bunch of mannequins, albeit dressed in the kinkiest stuff she's ever seen.

"What...the...fuck?" Natalie subtly growled while pocketing her knife - Panting as if to catch her breath,  her heart beat was still fluttering like crazy. It took a minute to get over the shock of seeing mannequins dressed in all sorts of fetish garb, but taking stock of the entire container, Natalie realised this was probably some bulk supplier container and someone had merely decorated it like this, since it seemed like few people even bothered to come out this far - Let alone take anything. A display in the back caught her attention as she slowly crept into the container.

In front of a slightly tilted floor-standing mirror was a black latex catsuit that was hanging from a tall rolling clothing rack - Clearly prepared for the owner to practically jump into, fully unzipped and open in the back, and a little sheen of oil on the inside - There were several other kinky pieces available on a little display stand next to it. Natalie ran over to the hanging bundle of latex with intense interest - She's heard of and seen kinky suits like it in old magazines and print-outs. Immediately measuring herself against the suit, she was only about half an inch taller! Natalie couldn't resist any longer, and stripped down - It was already stupid to come this far, why not go all the way? It was strange that the cargo container had electricity - Who would leave LED light strips on in the middle of the day? Natalie didn't bother thinking about it – There were virtually no other signs of life out this far.

The latex catsuit was difficult to slip into, given it was her first time, even with the proper amount of lubing oil, but Natalie eventually fit her body in it - Zipping both zippers from the back of the neck and all the way down to between her legs and up over her crotch. Thankfully the suit cut off at the ankles, because it was a lot tighter than she expected – That half an inch made a notable difference, but it wasn't unmanageable.

Turning around in front of the mirror, the lights danced off of her now-shiny black body - The suit dramatically accentuating her curves, especially her ass, which she couldn't resist giving a quick smack. Her eyes started to drift away to the little display next to the rack - There were two weird lumps of latex with leather cuffs on them, stiletto heels that could see were not her size, a silver chain with clamps on either end, and a matching latex hood with straps on both sides of the eyes and mouth. Natalie knew what the clamps were for, and the heels were out of the question, but out of the three extra pieces of black latex, it was the hood she went for. She popped her hand into the neck to hold the hood up so she could look at it in the light better, and found a length of hard rubber inside - Upon spinning the hood in her hand, she realised it was a phallic gag that corresponded to the straps on either side of the hood's mouth-hole, and that the other straps were clearly a removable blindfold. 

Natalie had to resist putting the hood on right then and there – She scanned the rest of the container now that her eyes were more adjusted to the low lighting, and she could see oodles of rubber and leather clothing - Entire suits, dresses, hoods, gloves, and a wide variety of bondage gear she didn't fully understand. It was a lot of latex, leather, metal, and chains to take in all at once. She's seen plenty of images before, but she's never been able to get her hands on anything remotely close to what she was now wearing! She merely reacted to her excitement and ran with it. After one last glance in the mirror - And a smack to her ass - Natalie made her way out of that container and she opened up the second one. She had NO idea what to expect, given the first one was probably one of the kinkiest and sexiest things she's ever seen – Yet her jaw still dropped to the floor as her eyes adjusted to the new container.

Thankfully there were no mannequins or anything humanoid, but it was a wall-to-wall, front-to-back dungeon! It was all lit by fake 'torches' lined along both walls, providing just enough ambient light to walk through multiple machines and pieces of furniture - Each one as arousing or confusing as the last. Natalie enjoyed the pictures she's seen, but it was mostly cuffs and collar-style, relatively light bondage stuff. Everything she saw was ten levels above what she knew of bondage and BDSM.

There was a leather-padded wooden throne with a face-sized oval in the seat, a wooden pillory with an adjacent box that had two parallel arms tipped with dildos aiming at the pillory, some sort of leather-padded sawhorse with accompanying straps and cuffs, a long and strange looking tube attached to a container right under it. Natalie scratched her head with her rubber-clad fingers and just kept wandering further and further back into the container - Idly spinning the hood with her other hand. Almost reaching the back of the container, she found a bunch of very large plastic cubes with blinking lights - Squinting a bit, she found and pressed a power button, which made a bunch of the machines turn on for a split second. Turning on the second box was largely the same, but it was a bunch of vibrating noises instead of mechanical whirring, yet it still only lasted for a split second. Given the first two, it looked like the third box was already on, so she didn't bother – She returned her attention to the sea of bewildering and presumably sexual machines.

Finally, after really studying the various machines, she found two that intrigued her - Or at least, she could barely stand to not try at least ONE of the machines out. The tight latex catsuit was starting to get to her, and having the phallus in the hood rubbing on her hand didn't help. The first one actually looked like someone customised an exercise machine in the kinkiest way possible - Natalie sat down on the padded seat and lifted one rubber-clad leg after the other over corresponding vertical pads held by V-shaped metal bars - It was some sort of thigh-master machine. With each pad holding a lot of tension against her calves and knees, her legs were spread wide open and left her in a vulnerable position - There was also some sort of 'massager' that pressed up firmly against her latex-covered crotch, and no shifting in the seat could help her get away from it. Natalie slid the hood onto one of the built-in handle bars next to the seat, and then took the time to buckle her ankles and upper calves into the V-shaped metal bars and padding - She pieced together what it's meant to do, but still had her upper body to think about, since it was slightly different.

The machine had wide-spread padded metal arms similar to the thigh-spreading parts below - There were even more straps and cuffs attached to them, but Natalie didn't bother, given she couldn't do it by herself. She was more interested in the chains and clamps dangling from the bottom. Natalie grabbed the clamps on either side and held them close to her nipples - She was ALMOST able to attach them, but the chain length was a mere fraction of an inch too short with the arms of the machine fully spread out - A light-bulb went off in Natalie's head.

With some difficulty, Natalie managed to squeeze both arm-bars in enough to attach their matching nipple clamp - Each one making Natalie yelp, but she had to stay focused on keeping the machine's arms held in front of her, or else. Unfortunately, while clipping the second clamp on, she squeezed her thighs in and turned the most important part of the machine on, leading her to scream out "HN, O-OH FUCK!" The personal 'massager' her crotch couldn't escape from turned on and was immediately on 'maximum'. With her thighs spread out completely, she received the 'full' experience - Powerful, pulsating vibrations coming from multiple spinning nubs and nodules all aimed at her thinly protected pussy.

Pleasure and panic set in all at once, Natalie didn't think to check the tolerance levels beforehand - Her arms were technically free, but she had to use both arms to squeeze the bars inward to keep the painful clamps from tugging on her nipples, all while crushing her thighs together to lower the power of the 'massager'. "Fuuuuckfuckfuckfuck~" Was all she could sing-moan as she struggled to keep the vibrating massager at seemingly its lowest power. The pleasure eventually started becoming too much after almost ten minutes, and her limbs were becoming unable to resist being spread out again - Natalie's arms gave way first, the clamps mercifully sliding off her poor nipples thanks to the latex, but the bite they left upon pulling away made her scream and lose all control - Her thighs spread out completely. All she could think to do was buck her hips against the power massager as she rode through an orgasm. The rotating nodules not only varied the areas being 'massaged', but also kept her aware of the tight catsuit she was in - It made her mind swirl in ecstasy.

Panting, moaning, and squealing as the pleasure refused to stop, Natalie struggled to unbuckle her legs from the powerful machine - She eventually got the last cuff free and threw herself to the ground, still trembling with pleasure and pain - One hand gently stroking her hidden mound, the other softly rolling her nipples one by one to ease the sting. "H-Holy fuck- What insane person made this?!" Natalie stammered out loud to herself and the machine that shut off when she left the seat. Her wandering eyes noticed that the thigh-master part of the machine was set to 7 out of 10, and the arms were set to a 6 - Not impossible, but very challenging when you also have to deal with the very 'special' additions. As she regained the strength to stand up, Natalie noticed a neon-green glowing lanyard with a small plastic piece that had a button that was blinking white - It had a strange symbol on it, but she couldn't recognise what it might mean - Two snakes wrapping around a pole that was topped with wings? Thinking it might've been a remote for one of the machines, Natalie pushed it and listened carefully, but all it did was give a signifying chirp. Her second guess was that it might have something to do with whatever is in the other metal containers, but her adrenaline and arousal were still running high, and she was in a container full of machines built for pleasure.

Grabbing the hood off the exercise machine, which she would definitely return to at a later date, Natalie sauntered over to the more complicated of the two that interested her. The base seemed to just be a standard metal pallet jack with a customised padded back stretcher arch in the middle, it had a belt that would presumably go over the users hips, and one that would go over their upper chest. The pallet jack handle was replaced with a metal housing that extended about halfway over the forks and back stretcher of the pallet jack. A line of several evenly spaced, wide, pink rubber tongues protruded from the bottom of the strange metal housing - There were also obvious metal cuffs around where the handle used to be, one on either side, but there were also matching cuffs on the front tip of the metal housing, a little bit lower. Natalie ran her latex-clad hand over a very janky-looking control panel situated right above the front metal cuffs - The buttons looked and felt like they were made from a knock-off video game controller company, but they worked and lit up, providing a beep whenever pushed.

Natalie couldn't help but start pushing buttons, and she found out a lot rather quickly. The two left-hand side buttons controlled a timer, and some sort of timed lock-out function - The two right-hand side buttons controlled speed. There was also a small lever on the right-hand side, close to where the metal cuffs were - Natalie found this to be the fail-safe lever. It was mechanical, not electronic, so it took a bit of leverage and force, but it could reset the entire machine and opened up all four cuffs. After seeing the conveyor belt of tongues lapping at nothing but air, as well as seemingly becoming more and more wet as they cycled through the metal housing - Natalie couldn't resist any longer. The lever also put her mind at ease, because it was easily within reach of the right hand-cuff and it worked instantly.

After running the strange pallet-jack machine through a couple cycles, Natalie slid herself into place. It was a little more difficult then she expected, given the small space between the forced back-arch and the metal housing with the dripping-wet tongues, but her unrelenting arousal kept her moving forward. She settled onto the strange back-arching part and raised her legs up into an all-too-familiar vulnerable V-shape and closed the cuffs around her ankles - Flipping the lever once to make sure they were released, and then cuffing her ankles in metal one more time. She repeated the process with one wrist cuffed, then released, and with a deep breath, took the plunge.

Skipping the hips and shoulder straps, Natalie grabbed the latex hood she's been eager to try on. It felt a little silly trying to put it on with the dildo-gag in place, but once she fully put the rubber shaft in her mouth she was able to fully stretch the hood over her head - It was as tight as the latex catsuit she wore, but it left her feeling almost naked, despite wearing an almost complete latex catsuit. Now hooded, blindfolded, and cock-gagged, Natalie fully cuffed herself into the device and found that her hands still naturally landed against the buttons if she wanted. The timer increased by increments of 5 minutes, and Natalie found the default speed of the cycling tongues to be surprisingly good. It took a few minutes to get used to the gentle tongue strokes over her labia and clit - She couldn't resist turning the speed up a little to truly enjoy the machine. With her arms and legs cuffed, and her back trapped in an arch, she had no way to wiggle away from the constant row of tongues licking at her latex-clad pussy over and again. 

Natalie was starting to question whether or not she should have unzipped the suit first - She wanted to double up on the orgasmic feeling she had moments ago, and was getting a bit frustrated with what she originally thought was a good speed. A few button taps increased the overall speed the conveyor belt of tongues were moving at, and the thin layer of latex was rendered meaningless - She was too horny to care – It started to amplify her pleasure. Natalie rolled her hips and tried to find a sweet spot with the constant stream of robotic rubber tongues, but it simply left her frustrated and wanting more. She hit the speed-up button more, but she couldn't really tell if it did anything - Her pussy was in a constant state of being licked, and it was the exact same robotic-feeling tongue - One slick, bumpy, rubbery tongue after another. Natalie couldn't hide her squeals, moans, and groans, which brought immense pleasure to the secondary owner of the containers, and creator of some of the machines standing at the entrance of their container.

With a small satchel of goods, the owner stood over her new and unsuspecting captive. She wasn't necessarily trying to be discreet, because her property had been invaded and was actively being used, but she forced one mitten over Natalie's right hand, buckling it tight, and then repeating the process with the other hand. Natalie's hands were both forced into a fist, leaving her with small, virtually useless rubber spheres that matched the catsuit. Natalie immediately started screaming and violently struggling, but without the use of her fingers she couldn't move the release lever or push any of the buttons in a useful way. 

"If you'd'a fully committed to my gimp suit, I think I woulda let you off easy, hun. Ya burned through half the batteries just fucking around - You know how long it takes to charge via solar?!" Natalie continued to scream around her self-imposed cockgag, the endless stream of tongues licking over her mound and clit still had her coming closer and closer to climax - Even if a stranger was now in control. She was forced even closer as the stranger straddled her face - Natalie couldn't really breathe out of her gagged mouth, and her nose was suddenly buried in a warm slit covered by stretchy leggings. She could feel the blindfold being unbuckled on one side, and flopped out of the way. The machine slowed down significantly as well, leaving Natalie near the edge of another orgasm as the tongues slowly dragged over her latex-clad pussy. "Mmh. You have pretty eyes. What EVER shall I do with you?" Natalie could only intently listen as her lingering air supply dwindled, though she did muffle out a few pleads - She noticed that the woman was swinging the weird button she had pressed earlier, almost taunting her. "I figure my boyfriend – My Master - Is on his way too, so I might as well prepare you as his prize..." The woman practically sighed, as if this was a huge inconvenience to her, but then she looked down at Natalie with a big grin, "Got it!" She buckled Natalie's blindfold back on and rapidly pushed the button to increase the speed of the machine again, but remained sitting on the whimpering, moaning face for just a moment longer – Enjoying the panicked squeals and screams into her crotch as the trespasser dealt with being both caught and trapped. Suddenly, her captor was gone, and now Natalie could only focus on the rapid stream of rubber tongues lapping at her slit, as well as breathing as deeply as possible to catch her breath - Terrified of what her captor was going to do, let alone what her Master-boyfriend might do with 'his prize'. She desperately inhaled as her body could, but also couldn't help moaning as the relentless rubber tongues continued - Leaving her rather dizzy from how difficult it was to only be able to breathe through her nose.

Natalie couldn't tell how much time had passed, but as she was finally catching her breath, she was nearing another orgasm - However, she heard the rapid beeping of the machine being slowed down again - The tongues slowing to a crawl, leaving her teetering on edge as one after another simply caressed her aching pussy. No matter how much she bucked her hips or pressed into them, it was simply too slow for the right amount of stimulation. Natalie had more to worry about though - She felt something being wrapped around her neck, and found that it kept her from twisting or tilting her head in any way. It also became slightly heavier as she heard something metal click onto it.  The female captor had introduced a black leather posture collar, and clipped a metal leash onto her new little plaything. Said captor also grabbed one of the last pieces to the gimp outfit made for herself - Alligator-toothed nipple clamps, with a rather heavy chain connecting the two. Natalie continued squealing, panting, and struggling - Especially to lift the lever - But with her hands forced into rubber spheres, she couldn't get any purchase underneath it to lift it up. Even worse, she felt the woman sit on her face again, but could tell her nose was buried between her butt cheeks this time - Leaving her unable to breathe once again, but also muting her screams while one clamp after another was cruelly applied to her nipples. It didn't matter how much she thrashed, the modified pallet jack she was trapped upon was heavy enough to barely wiggle or tilt.

Natalie felt the belt-strap being applied to her hips, but then the weight of her captor disappeared again - Thankfully allowing her to breathe once more, albeit left with incredible nipple pain, and the agony of a second edging, with the slow tongues mockingly dragging over her even more trapped slit. Natalie became much more worried when she felt the suit being unzipped, but it didn't expose her slit, and she soon felt a warm hand spreading a butt-cheek out of the way, then two cold, wet fingers started circling her anus. She couldn't help but try and pull away, even though her efforts were even more limited by the freshly applied belt. "Oh hush, the fun has barely even started!" her captor laughed. "I would highly advise relaxing though - Wouldn't want to see you hurt..." Before Natalie knew it, the lubed fingers were slipping into her rear and stretching her out - She eventually did relax, but kept trying to plead around the rubber cock in her mouth for freedom, or mercy. It fell on deaf ears. Once the fingers fully penetrated her, lubing her quite effectively, they were replaced with a moderately sized black rubber butt-plug - Natalie couldn't help but focus on all five inches of the spade-like shape slowly stretching out her sphincter as it was forced into her – She groaned louder as her trembling body pulled the rubber toy the rest of the way in once it got past the largest portion - All she could do afterward was softly whine and cry, stuck suckling on a rubber cock - The rubber tongues still slowly dragging over her mound, amplifying the humiliation.

Feeling a heavy pressure on her leather-wrapped throat, Natalie felt her limbs get released - Making her want to immediately jump up, but her hips were still strapped in, and she was pinned - Quietly squealing out of fear. Without warning, the belt was released and she was powerfully pulled up to her feet - Though it was no cause for celebration - Several things hit her all at once. The large plug shifting in her rear was strange, but she felt a small bulb pump bump into the back of her knees too - She wanted to start punching, but the chain suddenly weighing down her cruel nipple clamps made her desperately seek to try and pull them off instead. Unlike the clamps on the exercise machine, these had teeth biting into her rubber-clad nipples - Making them far too painful to simply try and rip off. Natalie also found it was even more impossible to try and remove the butt-plug 

Completely having forgotten about her wanton lust for an orgasm - Natalie was dragged by her leash to the heavy wooden pillory she barely registered earlier. She struggled and fought back, but the female captor not only had the advantage of sight, she was incredibly strong too. Natalie felt her off-hand and neck practically slammed into curved grooves, then something closing around both - Leaving her with one arm technically free, but her body bent at the hips and shamefully vulnerable. It took her a second to realise she was in the pillory, and feared the woman was going to use the dual-armed fuck machine on her, but she was actually facing that machine - Her plugged rear was aimed out into the rest of the container. She didn't even know how the pillory locked shut, but she still rampantly searched with her rubber-clad fist for ANYTHING that could possibly open the sturdy piece of wood. It was a small, simple latch, but it required a finger at the very least to open.

"H'oh dang - You look so fucking HOT right now! He is just going to LOVE you, slave." Natalie could barely hear her captor during her whine-filled struggles, but several slaps to her ass got her attention. "I know, I know! Since you're not about to have freedom anytime soon, you could at least go for an orgasm, right? I mean, all trussed up and nowhere to go? Waiting for Master to come home, find out you left the power-banks on and got yourself stuck?" The captor spoke mockingly as she was strapping a strange harness onto her captive - Though Natalie didn't have to guess what it was as she soon felt the steady vibration of a power wand nestled up against her pussy. No matter how much she shifted and bucked her hips, it remained firmly in place. It was on its lowest setting though, practically as arousingly aggravating as the weird tongue machine. Just like with the pillory, her one 'free' hand could do nothing to move or remove the harness holding the Hitachi against her poor, aching cunt. As a final touch, one of the glow-in-the-dark lanyards with a button was hung around her leather-clad neck.

Once again, Natalie could no longer hear or feel her captor - Leaving her to massively worry about what was going to happen, but also having her scream out for help, which was as useless as before thanks to the cockgag. It felt like ages before she could hear any movement – Though it was much worse than she could've hoped for.

"Mmm-mmm-mmm. An early birthday present, Dimi? You shouldn't have." A deep baritone voice shocked Natalie, as did a rather harsh slap on her plugged rear, the hand remaining where it landed and rubbing the surely sore area. "And you warmed yourself up for me too?" Natalie screamed out again as her plug started expanding inside her, causing her to wildly swing her one fist behind her, "Oh, wow! You really ARE stuck, aren't you? You know the rules though - I get my prize and THEN I release you." Natalie continued bucking and thrashing as much as possible, but the heavy pillory didn't move an inch. She didn't know what kinda messed up games these people played, but it was obvious the man stroking her ass didn't realise she was NOT his partner.

"Looks like you forgot part of your uniform too, slave." Natalie was too busy struggling to realise what the man said, or what he was doing, but she immediately yelped when she felt a weight added to the already heavy chain weighing down her aching nipples. Natalie could feel that she was starting to run out of energy by this point - It was already a tough hike with a lot of climbing to get trapped here. With the two edgings and only one distant orgasm, plus all her useless struggling - She was exhausted. The vibrating wand pressed up against her nethers still buzzing away wasn't helping either - It kept her quite aroused, even forcing out a moan here and there, but she was terrified of what was going to happen.

It felt like forever until the man returned, setting some things off to the side, but Natalie squeal-screamed when he smacked her ass again to announce his return - Though just as before, he caressed where his hand landed. Natalie blew out a heavy sigh through her nose when she felt the butt-plug deflate, but gave a sharp whine when she could feel it slowly being pulled out - Forcing her sphincter to stretch out again and surrender the rubber toy. Natalie was left panting and partially moaning for a moment before she screamed out again - She could feel the man pressing his length against her sphincter. He was slick like the plug, and moved slowly - Natalie couldn't really resist thanks to the 'warm-up' plug, and soon felt all seven inches of the man inside her ass. "Damn babe...You are tighter than I remember..." He spoke sweetly, leaning over to speak closer to what he thought was his girlfriend's hooded head. Natalie used her 'free' hand to push on him, but he simply grabbed her arm and started pulling out, using it as leverage.

He slowly pushed back in - Taking his time to make sure his 'girlfriend' was properly loosened up. He even turned the Hitachi power wand up to medium so that she was receiving an adequate amount of pleasure while he rocked his shaft in and out of her rear. Natalie couldn't help but moan between frustrated, muted screams and pleads - Once again falling on deaf ears. It was only a few minutes until her new captor was slowly pumping into her ass with long, full strokes - While he was using one hand to pull on Natalie's arm, giving him more leverage to slide into her tight rear - He used his other hand to start molesting her aching chest, especially to tease and play with the cruel nipple clamps.

"F-Fuck...Your ass is amazing..." The man moaned out - His thrusts were methodical, but not hurried - He was not only enjoying the tight ass, but rubbing in the humiliation. Natalie continued moaning too - She kept trying to scream and cry out, but the pleasure was overtaking her once again. Neither of them were aware that the female captor was hiding behind one of the devices somewhat close to the pillory - It resembled some sort of iron maiden, but it was quite effective as a hiding place. She had ditched her leggings by this point, and had her shirt and bra up over her breasts - One hand in her panties, two fingers deep inside herself, and the other hand toyed with one of her pierced nipples. She had never dreamed of a situation like this, but her body was immensely turned on - Watching her Master defile a complete stranger.

"Mmmhn...Ah-Alright...Still got your punishment to take care of-" The man groaned out while increasing his pace - He turned up the power wand to High as well. Natalie couldn't even figure out what noise to make now - The man had been slowly pumping in and out of her ass for quite some time, but with the Hitachi also affixed to her pussy, she was forced to moan and groan as loud as the gag let her. The last minute of ravaging was intense for both of them - The male captor finished first, moaning loudly in return as he slowed his pace to a crawl. He sawed his cock in and out of the sweet, rubber-clad ass before him, letting his slave feel every throbbing inch as he filled his condom up - Finally coming to a halt buried completely inside of Natalie. He wasn't done yet though, he dropped Natalie's arm and cranked the wand all the way up - Pressing it even harder against the rubber-clad cunt - Rubbing it up and down to make sure he included her clit. With the still-throbbing cock all the way inside her rear, Natalie had nowhere to run from the powerful vibrations - All she could do was push more into the Hitachi, or try to fill her rear even more. 

It wasn't long before her body became overwhelmed with pleasure again, and she finally trembled with the orgasm she 'earned' - Her male captor held her hips in place as she bucked wildly, though as she was climaxing, the spasming, clenching rear had him thrust into her a few more times. Natalie felt the man slowly pull free, and while he did completely let go of her body, he didn't turn off the power wand - It was adjusted slightly to be held against her clit by the leather harness - Keeping her moaning and extending her orgasmic state for a lot longer than she would have wanted, which slowly changed her moans into gagged squeal-screams as her body became hyper-sensitive and overstimulated. All she could do was paw at the harness and device, but it did nothing but make it jiggle and vibrate other parts of her pussy.

Natalie suddenly felt the catsuit unzip a little more, and the lubed butt-plug was forced back into her well-used rear, much to her muted and moaning complaints, but an almost identical plug was worked into her spasming pussy - Slowly rubbing around her dripping-wet lips and then inserted gently, but firmly. Leaving her double-stuffed and shaking as the monstrous vibrator continued attacking her clitoris...Until the power-bank died.

Once again left desperately panting for air while also shaking with the most intense orgasm of her life, Natalie practically held onto the pillory as her knees became weak, but she still couldn't go anywhere. "AH dammit. There goes the power for the vibrators." The man gave a happy sigh still - He was glowing from his orgasm thanks to Natalie's tight rear. However, he wasn't done yet. "I thought about it, and because you were such a good girl taking my cock up your ass today, I'm going light on the punishment." Natalie could barely tell he was joking, especially given he already forced two plugs into her and reamed her ass for the better part of an hour, but she was relieved to have the leather harness removed from her hips and crotch - Her suit zipped shut as much as possible. Still dripping from her orgasm - She suddenly felt something wrapping around her hips and something else push up between her legs, forcing the plugs a little deeper inside of her - The man quietly tightened a bright silver chastity belt between her legs and around her hips. Not only locking the toys inside her, but trapping her inside the 'borrowed' rubber gimp suit. 

His plan still wasn't complete though - He carefully slipped an under-bust corset around Natalie's torso, smacking her free hand out of the way when need be, and began lacing it up, tightening it somewhat, then tying it off - Further assuring that she was going to be trapped in the suit and situation for much, much longer. The corset did slightly squeeze her torso in, but it also amplified the ache of the nipple clamps, especially with the added weight dangling from the silver chain. "Really wish you'd've put your heels on, but perhaps you just wanted me to punish you more, huh?" The man spoke as he moved around to the other side of the pillory - Deftly unbuckling the blindfold, wanting to make his girlfriend-slave stew with all three holes stuffed while he mocked her.

Natalie's wide, blood-shot and teary eyes looked up at the man, causing him to jump back. "H-HOLY SHIT! Wh-Who the fuck are you?!" He was genuinely shocked - His girlfriend had blue eyes, and Natalie had brown eyes. Their bodies were similar enough in the tight latex catsuit that he hadn't even noticed - It didn't help that he was also largely thinking with his dick, and virtually nobody ever came out this far into Cargo Bay. All Natalie could do was mumble and whine around the cockgag, but before the man could unbuckle it, his girlfriend came out from her hiding spot.

"Ah-HA! I fucking KNEW you were cheating on me!" The man jumped again as he looked to his half-nude girlfriend, clearly licking her juices off her fingers. "Wh-wh-what? What the fuck is this Dimi? I-I'm not- I don't-" He looked at the defeated Natalie and back to his girlfriend. The female captor slipped behind Natalie and gently unclipped the nipple clamps, putting them on top of another machine - The relief was welcomed, but short-lived as she also took up both inflation bulbs for the rubber plugs trapped in Natalie - Giving both a few squeezes each, a resounding squealy moan and groan accompanied each squeeze. 

"I'm just fuckin' with ya dude-" The woman laughed and gave Natalie several slaps on her already abused ass. "-This is some random bitch that decided to BORROW things without ASKING." Her tone switched from joking to serious, and then somewhat back to joking. "What do you think we should call her?" The male captor stood there dumbfounded, even while Natalie pleaded as best she could around the gag, and with her eyes. "I think we can stick with 'bitch' for now, but what are we going to DO with her?" The man not-so-subtly started buckling the blindfold back into place on Natalie's hood, much to her aggravated growls and mumbled curses. "Ugh, I already put the keys to the belt in the safe - I'm sure we'll figure something out when it unlocks tomorrow." The man shrugged and slid the latch open to the pillory, careful to hold the trapped wrist while he slowly let Natalie stand up. "Only a day? My, you were being generous!" The woman laughed. “Normally I'd havta beg you to fuck my ass just to limit it to THREE days! And I'd still havta blow you at some point!”

Natalie was far too exhausted to fight a losing battle - It was two against one, she didn't know the area too well, and she was absolutely blind, as well as her hands still being useless spheres. A tug on her leash forced her to move forward - She put her rubber-covered fists out to try and make sure she didn't run into anything. With her bare feet she could tell she went from one container to another; her mind already blank after everything that's happened, and the inflated plugs stirring around inside her body as she was dragged around didn't help. Her ass still hurt a bit from the 'workout' it received earlier, so her walk was a little funny.

She was guided into the back of the last container, and Natalie could feel her leash was hooked up high, though the length was rather generous - She heard a metal door click shut soon after. Left standing in an unknown space, Natalie simply waved her rubber fists around and tried to get any sort of bearing as to where she was - The two inflated plugs becoming more and more distracting as she staggered around blindly, and the corset limiting her lung capacity was not helping.

When Natalie managed to find some metal bars, she imagined she was in some sort of jail cell - Her collar was pulled forward by her leash, forcing her up against the bars "Don't beg or whine or nothing - You're a trespasser and a thief. The fact you're still alive should be enough." The woman spoke as her partner removed both Natalie's blindfold and cockgag completely from the rubber hood, set upon a nearby table. Thankfully the 'jail' cargo container was somewhat dark too, so Natalie's eyes adjusted relatively quickly. Her teary brown eyes focused on her two captors - Both in incredible shape, lean and rather muscular.

"I dunno, Master. She was almost desperate enough to eat me out through my leggings when I found her, dumb enough to push every button in the building, and she loved your cock up her ass much more than I do - I think she might be a keeper." The female captor spoke with an indeterminable jest, "She even went for that janky tongue machine you made. I think I edged her twice!" The woman laughed. 'Master' stood there with a hard stare, it's what mostly kept Natalie quiet. "I think you're right. The safe won't even open for another day, so it'd be stupid of her to run with that chastity belt on, and the power-banks she drained won't even fully recharge for another week or two. I'm sure we'll figure SOME way for her to repay us for this massive intrusion and inconvenience." Natalie's heart dropped as she listened to the two go back and forth, as if torturing her and fucking her ass wasn't payment enough? She opened her mouth to scream at them, but saw 'Master' pick up the dildo gag, and simply whimpered instead. 

"You know what - I'm feeling a little...peckish." The man spoke rather coyly with one eyebrow perked, and opened up the cell again, handing the gag off to his official slave. "O-Oh-Okay! I-I'll suck you off, just-" Natalie stammered, ready to drop to her knees and do anything to be freed, but instead, 'Master' grabbed her collared throat and dragged her over to a side wall. He knocked Natalie's knees in and lowered her down to a strange partial box built onto the wall - Like a small black hallway. Her eyes immediately fixated on a series a chains, and a flesh-coloured dildo waiting for her - She was able to dodge the initial attempts to get it in her mouth, but several harsh slaps to her already sore rear broke her lips open to scream out in pain. 

Natalie next found herself throating the rubber dick and gagging - She pushed on the wall as hard as she could, but the man was much stronger. She could hear the chains rattling and being connected to her collar, the man spoke up with slight anger in his voice, "Not me, slut - You'll be doing plenty of that later. I appreciate the eagerness though." And once he was done speaking, he let her head go, pumping her pussy plug up several times. Natalie immediately pulled back hard with a cough and some panting, but quickly found the end of the main chain - Leaving her with the first two inches of the toy in her mouth. She found that she couldn't move her head horizontally or towards the ground due to two other chains hanging from either side of the box - They were on metal sliders, clearly made out of hotel room sliding door locks, but the opening was welded shut. Going up was also impossible due to the top of the box being half an inch above her head. The posture collar kept her from twisting her head too - The only movement options were forward and back, no matter how much she tried everything else.

Once she was done discovering how trapped she was, her eyes started darting around - Mirrors on either side of her face caught her attention first, letting her see her rubber-hooded face sucking on a dildo - There was also a tiny, old LCD screen that was now lit up in a dim blue backlight - She could see that it read out '99' in dated, blocky numbers. Her female captor was the one to speak up this time, "This is how I got so good at oral!" 'Master' giving a soft chuckle, "-whatever number is left by the time we get back is the amount of spankings you'll get! Though if Master is still in a good mood, he might let you trade some for pumps of your plugs~" She was practically moaning as she described this rudimentary but effective 'oral trainer'. Natalie felt the bulbs of her plugs checked to make sure they were deflated, and then her head was forced down again, her nose only able to hit the button with a few inches of the dildo in her throat - She was then left alone to stare at herself, and the LCD counter, which read out '98'. She garbled out some pleads for freedom and feebly ran her hands over her collar, and the chains trapping her in place, but all she received in return was a distant shout, "It's rude to talk with your mouth full, slave!"

Natalie realised she was nothing more than a new plaything - A toy, a living sex doll - In the eyes of her captors. Head-to-ankles in a tight latex gimp suit with a hood begging for accessories, a tight corset and posture collar keeping her back straight - Both sore ass and slick pussy plugged with inflatable toys locked under a steel chastity belt, ready to be inflated or deflated on a whim. Her mouth full of another rubber cock she was already drooling over - Her hands rendered into useless rubber fists, and what little hope of a true escape would be barricaded by the wall of cargo containers she struggled to get over when she came here in the first place. She wasn't sure if it was the situation or the plugs, but her body defied her, and kept dripping with arousal. She defeatedly pushed forward onto the flesh-coloured dildo and choked a little on the tip like before, but when she pulled back as far as she could and saw the read out at '97', she whimpered and pushed forward again and again, and again, and again - '96', '95', '94', '93'...