7 comments/ 44151 views/ 11 favorites Pierced Together By: only_more_so Michael was about to cross the street when a van suddenly screeched to a halt in front of him. The side door opened up and four women wearing ski masks and tight fitting black clothes jumped out. He had just enough time to appreciate the way the way their knit tops emphasized their breasts before they were on him. Two of the women grabbed his arms while a third stabbed him in the neck. He tried to reach whatever stabbed him, but the women holding his arms had too strong a grip. He continued to struggle as he weakened. Cold was seeping down his body, starting at his neck. His eyelids started to flutter as his legs gave out. The last thing he saw was the floor of the van as he was thrown inside by the four women. * * * Jana was leaving the gym with her gym bag and yoga mat slung over her shoulder. She took a moment to check her reflection in the large window of the gym. She fluffed her bangs and adjusted the way her pony-tail hung, giving it just the right jaunty angle. She was so intent on her own reflection that she didn't notice the man who walked up behind her. She did notice a sharp pinch in her bottom. She turned around to give the creep a piece of her mind, and a kick in the balls. As she spun around, the world kept on turning. Her legs struggled to hold steady as the ground seemed to writhe beneath her. She collapsed into the man's arms, her consciousness slipping away as he loaded her into a waiting car. * * * Michael woke up. He was relieved to be alive and wondered if it was a dream. He opened his eyes to find a light shining in his eyes. He tried to turn his head away from the light, but it wouldn't move. He was shocked to realize he couldn't move his head. He tried lifting his arms, but they lay inert by his sides. He was completely paralyzed, only his eyes capable of movement. He looked frantically around, but all his eyes could see was the bright light shining in his eyes, the rest of the room was completely dark. "You have been found guilty of being a greedy lover," a voice boomed. "You have shown no regard for the pleasure of your lovers, or their sexual needs." The voice wasn't a single voice; it was a multitude of voices speaking in unity. The voices were male and female with a variety of accents and inflections. The only common trait in the voices was the scornful tone. "Do you have anything to say that might influence the court to show leniency in the sentence?" The voice asked. Michael tried to speak but nothing came out. He couldn't even open his mouth. He blinked his eyes, hoping the motion would be interpreted as a plea for mercy. "Proceed with the sentence," the voice intoned. Michael felt a cold hand grab his penis. He tried desperately to look down, but couldn't look far enough to see what was happening, or who might be doing it. Something was latched onto the head of his penis squeezing it painfully. The real pain started a moment later as he felt something pierce the head of his penis. Michael tried to cry out, but nothing happened except for a few tears leaking from the corners of his eyes. The pain got worse and worse as the needle pierced deeper and deeper into his penis. A second stab of pain, and he realized the needle must have come out the other side. New pain erupted in his penis as the needle was spun inside his penis. It felt like the head of his penis was being torn apart from the inside as something else entered through the hole the needle had created. The new object was slowly worked through his penis and it seemed to burn as it moved. Finally the object was through. There was a pause and then Michael felt a new wave of pain, as the object was spun slowly in the hole in his penis. Michael suddenly realized what had just happened. Someone had just given him a penis piercing. The painful spinning was caused by the end of the piercing being secured in place. The pain was just starting to subside when Michael heard a faint hum. He then felt an incredible burning. The burning was immediately followed by the feel of ice on his penis, along with a faint hiss. There was more pain as a liquid was applied to the piercing. Michael hoped the liquid was an antiseptic and not just something to torment him with. He didn't have long to ponder the question, because his arm suddenly went cold and he slipped again into oblivion. * * * Jana woke up in darkness. She tried to sit up but quickly realized she was strapped in place. She struggled against the bonds but they didn't budge in the slightest. She was also gagged, with something long and plastic pressed deep into her mouth, nearly gagging her. "You have been found guilty of being a greedy lover," a voice boomed. "You have shown no regard for the pleasure of your lovers, or their sexual needs." There was a pause to let the pronouncement sink in before the voice continued, "Do you have anything to say that might influence the court to show leniency in the sentence?" Jana tried to speak, but she couldn't form words around the gag that was shoved in her mouth. She writhed in the straps, trying to escape. "Proceed with the sentence." The voice proclaimed. Jana felt cold fingers on her sex. The fingers pulled on her labia stretching it painfully. She then felt a clamp applied, which squeezed her labia in a vice like grip. She whimpered in pain as a needle pierced through her, right in the center of the clamp. She tried to cry out, but her efforts only seated the gag deeper in her mouth, causing her to gag. She struggled to breathe as a new wave of pain hit her. She felt something tugging through her labia, burning as it went. The pressure of the clamp was suddenly released, but the burning remained. She felt something tugging ever so slightly on her sex, right where the clamp had been. Her discomfort increased as she felt a tugging on her labia from a source she couldn't identify. She felt a slight vibration and thought she heard a slight grinding sound. There was a sudden burst of heat followed by a hiss and the shock of an ice cube on her sex. The fingers returned, only this time on the labia on the opposite side. Her teeth clamped onto the gag as she braced herself for the vice grip. She waited and waited, but the fingers just held her labia out away from her body. Just as she began to relax, the vice suddenly was clamped into place. She tried to thrash her head, but the strap holding it in place was too tight. She felt the needle pierce her again. This time the needle was left in place, and slowly spun to ramp up her pain. Tears flowed freely down her face, wetting her hair and leaking into her ears. The pain changed form as the second piercing was slowly pushed in. Once again she felt the faint vibration as the piercing was screwed shut. Another flash of heat and then the hiss of boiling water and the chill of an ice cube. The chill continued this time as the piece of ice was pushed inside of her. She felt a tugging on her labia and a brief pain. Whatever was tugging on her labia was still there, but the ice cube was her main concern. She tried to push it out, but it seemed to be stuck. The harder she pushed the stronger the tug on her labia. She suddenly realized that they have pierced her labia and were using the new piercings to keep her sex closed and trap the ice cube. She felt the ice numbing her sex, which thankfully also dulled the pain of her new piercings. Cold water leaked out of her dribbling down her perineum and over her anus. The cold and numbness seemed to spread through her whole body. She slipped into unconsciousness just as the ice cube found a way to slip out past the tied piercings. * * * Michael woke up. He quickly realized that he was still paralyzed. But this time the paralysis included numbness. He couldn't move and he couldn't feel anything. He heard movement, but when he tried to open his eyes he found they were held shut by something. "Phase one of your punishment has been carried out. Commence phase two," the mysterious voice intoned. Michael tried to mentally brace himself for more pain. He heard moaning, and wondered if they were torturing someone else. But then he realized the moaning wasn't from pain, but from pleasure. His eyes suddenly opened and he was looking at a beautiful woman masturbating. Her eyes were closed and her head was through back as she shook and moaned in pleasure. He could smell the arousal from her sex, and hear the slight squelching sound as her fingers plunged into her sex. Water dripped into his eyes, defocusing his eyes for a moment. When they cleared there was a new scene in front of him. A couple was having sex, with the woman riding the man cowgirl style. The man's hands were expertly tweaking her nipples as she rode his cock. Michael could see the slight film of sweat forming on her body as she continued to ride the man. The man moved his hands to her hips as he met her downwards thrusts with upward thrusts of his own. Suddenly the woman shuddered and collapsed on top of the man. The man gave a couple more thrusts, causing the woman to moan deeply as the orgasm cascaded through her. Again his eyes were defocused by a drop of water. A blonde woman was lying on her back with her hands tugging on her nipples while a man ate her out. The woman's legs were wrapped around his neck and her ankles were clasped together behind his back. As scene after scene played out before his eyes, Michael became more and more aroused. He knew his penis must surely be hard as a board, if only he could feel it, or see it. As he watched woman after woman orgasm, he longed to plunge his dick into them. To feel their lips wrap around his shaft. Their scent filled his nostrils, their moans filled his ears. Hours went by as woman after woman received her pleasure. As each woman climaxed, Michael felt a brief wave of euphoria sweep through him. At first the euphoria was too slight for him to notice, but as the hours went by, he could feel it building. The images had been running for more than twenty hours before he became conscious of the fact that the euphoria was linked to the women's orgasms. Unfortunately for Michael, his brain was too fatigued to realize what was happening. His eyes were finally allowed to drift closed and his mind began to relax into sleep, but the moans continued and the scent still filled his nose. * * * Jana awoke to find that she paralyzed and numb. "Phase one of your punishment has been carried out. Commence phase two." Jana's mind was still in a fog from sleep, and it took her a minute to remember what had already happened. Her eyes opened to see a large cock pointing at her face. She could almost feel its heavy heat on her face and she could smell the musk of it. A woman's mouth appeared and enveloped the cock. She heard the woman moan around the cock as inch after inch disappeared into the woman's mouth. The woman started thrusting her head at the man's cock, enveloping several inches with each thrust. She would slowly pull back, her cheeks sunk in from the suction on the man's cock. Jana was disgusted. She hadn't let a cock into her mouth since a drunken party in high school. But in spite of the disgust, she felt aroused as well. Jana's vision blurred and there was now a couple having sex in front of her. The woman was on her hands and knees, the man thrusting into her from behind. The woman was thrusting back just as hard, their bodies slapping loudly against each other. Suddenly the man grabbed the woman's hips and thrust mightily. His big hands held the woman's hips in place, and Jana knew he was coming inside of the woman. The woman turned her head back to watch the man's expression as he orgasmed. Her vision blurred again and she saw a main laying on his back, his cock sticking proudly in the air. A woman knelt between his legs, stroking his cock with her hands. Her eyes were glued to his cock as her oily hands moved up and down his shaft. The man moaned in pleasure as the woman's hands moved up, over and around his cock. The man's hands started rising off the bed, and the woman's hands moved faster. The woman was clearly surprised when semen burst from the end of the man's dick, a thick rope hitting the woman's face. Rather than pull away, the woman smiled and milked a second, and a third rope from his dick. The images continued for hours. The smell was so intense that Jana wondered if one of those cocks had gotten pushed into her nose. The moaning and grunting filled her ears. After the tenth man came in a woman's mouth, Jana realized she was aroused. She ached to reach down to her pussy, which she knew must be dripped wet. But Jana couldn't move, and she couldn't feel her pussy, no matter how much she imagined it ached. As the hours drifted by, Jana's grip on reality started slipping away. Even though her body was numb, she thought she could feel the men filling her, their penises lifting her on a cloud of pleasure. Eventually the images faded and she floated off to sleep. * * * "How long does the second phase last?" "It depends on the subjects, usually three or four weeks." "Three or four weeks of watching porn will turn them into caring lovers?" "The duration is dependent on how long it takes them to heal. The erotica serves an auxiliary purpose." "And what purpose is that, aside from making them horny?" "That is reason enough." * * * Michael was no longer quite sure how long he had been held captive. When he woke his vision and hearing was filled with the orgasms of women. Hour after hour he watched their writhing forms and heard their gasping breaths. As the days went on, he remained paralyzed. Every day he struggled to move, but it was to no avail. He couldn't even turn his head, or even shut his eyes. His only release was the eventual oblivion of sleep, but even that was plagued with visions of women. While the paralysis remained, his sense of touch came and went. He first noticed it on the second day, when his skin felt cool, as if he had been sweating and lay down naked to cool off. The strange coolness came every day along with a sense of fatigue and occasionally euphoria. The numbness would return, creeping over his skin, robbing him of that faint sense or reality. He lost track after the tenth day. The tenth day was the day his numbness faded enough for him to realize he had an erection. He could feel the throbbing pressure pushing through the last vestiges of the numbness. He would feel the ache of an erection held too long, and then it would fade beneath the numbness. Another throb would bring it back to his awareness before it faded again. His erection felt strange, and a part of his brain remembered what had been done to him, but he couldn't face that reality yet. Instead he just felt an added heaviness where the piercing weighting down his cock. After an hour, the numbness overwhelmed the throbbing in his cock. The artificial tears that kept his eyes functioning were joined with bitter tears of loss. Those tears were replaced by tears of joy, when his cock once again pierced through the haze of numbness. Michael didn't even know if it was the same day, or a day later. All he knew was that his cock was swollen with need, a need which meant his cock still existed. * * * Jana's mind was on the verge of cracking. She had never been one to masturbate, since she had plenty of men who willingly serviced her when she was horny. Even if she couldn't find a man to take care of her, she could usually find something to distract herself. If not, a good night sleep usually solved the problem. But, after more than two weeks of living through pornography, Jana was incredibly horny. She could feel the pressure building up inside herself, aching to be released with a touch. At first she ached for a man's tongue. She quickly decided that a cock would serve just as well. After a day she longed for a finger to penetrate her and burst the dam. At the end of a week, she would have been happy with a thigh to hump her pussy against. It took her a few days to notice the waves of feeling that occasionally swept across her body. At first she thought it was a form of hallucination, her mind convincing her body it felt something. But as the days dragged on, she knew that the feelings were real. Once she realized the feelings were real, she also realized how shamelessly aroused she was. The arousal in her mind was nothing compared to the arousal leaking from her aching pussy. She could feel the moisture leaking from her sex, down her inner thigh and collecting against her bottom. At times she was even convinced she could smell the hot musk. Every night as the visions faded from her view, and she was allowed to sleep, a whimper born from incredible need tried to escape her paralyzed throat. * * * "Phase two is complete. You are now entering Phase three." Jana awoke with the voice in her head. The voice disoriented her, she felt off-balance. The fog started to lift and she realized she wasn't off-balance, she was actually standing. She opened her eyes and saw a masked face inches from her own. She tried to pull away, but her body responded sluggishly. It took a moment for her to realize that her body actually was responding. She was no longer paralyzed, but she was restrained. Her arms were bound behind her back, her hands wrapped over the elbows of the opposite arm. There was also a support of some sort holding her upright. The final bit that she realized was that she was also wearing a mask. The mask covered her entire head and included a gag that partially filled her mouth. She looked at the person in the mask in front of her and wondered if she looked anything like him. She looked downward and realized it was definitely a man. He had a trim build, and enough chest hair to be manly without being gross. She looked further down and was shocked to see that he was sporting an erection that was pointing right at her. Her hips responded of their own accord and tried to pull away. At least consciously she was trying to pull away. The deeper subconscious tried to push her hips forward, inviting the strangers cock into her aching pussy. The two competing thoughts clashed and resulted in a flinching of her hips. A shudder went through her. The cock wasn't just pointing at her; it was poised at the entrance of her sex. She could feel the head of the cock nuzzled against her opening. Three weeks of horniness allowed her subconscious mind to exert control. She started to arch her back and invite the strange cock in. * * * "Phase two is complete. You are now entering Phase three." Michael snapped awake. At first he thought it was another movie, but the masked and naked woman in front of him seemed too real. He tried to reach for her, and realized that his body was actually trying to respond to him. He couldn't move, but that was because his arms we bound and he was attached to some sort of post. He watched her eyes as she also came awake, and saw them travel down his body. Suddenly she flinched and he realized that the tip of his cock was almost inside of her. He felt the heat and moisture from her sex covering the head of his cock, his very erect cock. All the pent up frustration from the past weeks came to the forefront and he pushed his hips forward, aching to relieve his frustration in this woman's pussy. * * * Jana tried to take in the man's cock but something was preventing it. She pushed again and felt a strange pain in her sex. The man tried to push his cock into her, and the pain returned. She suddenly remembered the piercings. They pierced her sex closed! She nearly fainted as the frustration overwhelmed her. * * * Michael tried to push into her, but he could only push a half inch before his cock wouldn't go any further. He grunted in frustration as he tried again to push into her. He felt a shock travel down the length of his cock. His mind struggled as a thought tried to climb out of his subconscious mind. It took three more painful attempts at thrusting before he realized the piercing wasn't just a nightmare. Pierced Together * * * Michael and Jana stared at each other. They were both struggling to make sense of what was happening to them. They also struggled to prevent their bodies from responding to the nearness of coitus. Such intense frustration and being so very close crushed their spirits like nothing else. Eventually the twitching and aborted thrusts subsided. Their eyes spoke volumes through the slight openings in the masks. The message was one of mutual restraint, for now. The posts which held them in place slowly lowered, and Michael and Jana found they could move. Michael's hands immediately went to his penis and Jana's to her pussy. As their hands touched their respective sexes a painful jolt hit them. The pain emanated from a fine metal band at the bottom of their masks. The pain caused them to pull back suddenly, causing a new pain from their sex organs as the piercings tugged to keep them together. They overcompensated and pulled together, which caused another wave of pain, although compared to the jolt on their collars the tug on their new piercings was not bearable. Michael slowly started reaching for his penis again. Jana shook her head desperately, she tried to plead with him not to do it, but the gag in her mouth prevented her. When his hand didn't stop moving, she bit down on the gag to brace for the pain to come. She also, almost instinctively grasped Michael's hips, ready to hold them in place when the pain hit. His hand touched his cock, and he flinched dramatically, but to Jana's relief the pain did not hit her. There was a slight tug on her piercings as Michael reacted to the pain, but she received no shock. Michael shook his head to try to clear the pain from his thoughts. He wasn't going to try to touch his penis again. As the pain hit him, he didn't notice that the pain hadn't hit Jana. So he was surprised and desperate when he saw her hand reaching downward. He was too late to react, except to brace himself mentally for another jolt. But Michael didn't get shocked when Jana touched herself, that displeasure was reserved for her. She thrashed momentarily and only Michael's quick hands on her hips prevented her from slipping to the floor in a swoon. Jana and Michael looked at each other, both breathing more heavily than before. They nodded in mutual understanding: they wouldn't be trying that again. Michael put his hands on Jana's shoulders and Jana put her hands on his hips. She leaned her head down, resting it on his chest and started crying. They held each other awkwardly, Michael's erection keeping their hips apart. They each tried desperately to make sense of what had happened to them, taking no solace in the fact that it was also happening to someone else. After some minutes, they had both calmed down. Neither Michael nor Jana really knew who moved first, but a slight motion caused them both to remember their joined sexes. Not just that they were joined, but that they were both incredibly aroused. Michael could feel the heat from Jana's sex on the tip of his cock, and the slippery feel of her labia on the head of his cock. Jana in turn could feel the heat prodding at her sex, desperate for access. They both started reaching down again, this time their hands touched briefly before they touched themselves. The surprise of encountering each other's hands caused them both to quickly move their hands back to their previous positions. * * * "How long does it normally take?" "It varies greatly depending on the couple." "A range then." "The fastest couple learned within an hour, but I believe that was at least partially accidental. The second fastest was just over four hours." "And the longest?" "Just over five days." * * * Michael and Jana stood holding each other in a loose embrace. Holding each other helped them keep their balance and the delicate separation between them. It also helped them psychologically, as they tried to deal with what was happening to them. When they got around to looking at the room they found that there was a bed and two doors. Most of the room was a dull white, including the floor, the walls and the bed. Even the doorknobs were painted a flat white. The exception was jet black beveled crown molding, and the ceiling itself, which was a mirror. Jana nodded her head toward the door to her right. Michael grimaced to himself, but decided she was probably right. Their hands tightened on each other's hips and they slowly inched towards the door. They took small steps, but they still managed to step on each other's toes a number of times. They managed not to trip, which was a terrifying thought to each of them. Jana reached for the doorknob, but her hand stopped an inch away. She was suddenly filled with dread, what if it sent another shock through her. She had no idea what was allowed, just that she couldn't touch her aching clit without getting a severe shock. She still couldn't understand how she remained horny after the shock, or how Michael maintained his erection! She looked at Michael and heard him give a grunt. He wasn't happy that she was going to make him try the doorknob. After a minute of thought, he decided he was curious enough, perhaps desperate enough to risk the shock that she clearly dreaded. His hand touched the knob and nothing happened. He expelled the breath he didn't realize he had been holding and gave the knob a turn. He was rather surprised that the knob turned, and even more surprised that the door opened. He pushed the door open revealing a bathroom. There was a slight threshold to the room and a drain in the center of the floor. The shower head mounted directly to the wall, so the whole bathroom served as the shower stall. There was a small sink cantilevered from the wall, with a vanity mirror above it. There was also a handicapped toilet. On second glance it wasn't a handicapped toilet, the support rails were much too close together. A sense of dread filled Jana and Michael. They realized that the only way they could use the toilet is if both of them worked together and slowly lowered themselves onto the toilet. They exchanged a quick glance, and hoped that they weren't stuck here long enough to have to use the toilet. Jana nodded her head back the way they came and Michael quickly nodded assent. They carefully stepped back into the first room. As they did the door swung shut on its own and latched with an almost imperceptible click. They started moving towards the other door, this time Jana reached out for the doorknob. Once again the door swung open easily. The next room was again all white, except for the crown molding and the mirrored ceiling. It looked like a small kitchenette without any appliances except a refrigerator. There were also a couple of oddly shaped pieces of furniture. It took them a while to figure out that one of the pieces of furniture was a chair that would allow Michael to sit down with Jana sitting a couple of inches over his lap. There were even foot pegs set to allow them each to sit comfortably. Jana wanted to go to the kitchen side, and Michael tried to pull towards the oddly shaped chair. Although Michael was stronger, Jana was more insistent and willing to put up with a greater tug on her piercings. Finally Michael relented and they hobbled together toward the kitchenette. Jana opened the cabinet to find two bottles with straws coming out the top, which were bent at an angle. Jana picked up one of the bottles and wondered how it would do them any good, since they both had gags in their mouths. Jana looked a little closer at Michael's mask and realized that there was actually a small hole in the center. She took the bottle and lined the straw up with Michael's mask. It turned out to be a perfect fit. She gave a little push and the straw disappeared into the hole. Michael was a bit perplexed, but decided to play along. He was a bit surprised when the straw actually pushed its way into his gag. He gave an experimental suck, and realized he was sucking on the bottle. It seemed to be filled with nothing but air, but he could do it. His sucking suddenly stopped as Jana removed the straw from his mouth. Some sort of latch closed inside the gag, preventing anything more from coming in. The change came as a bit of a shock to Michael, and he nearly started coughing. He panicked and started taking in huge gulps of air through his nose. He felt a painful tug on his penis, but he was too busy trying to breathe to care about that. He felt hands on his face and suddenly his vision was filled with a black mask, and two bright eyes. He heaved in one lungful of air after another, his tenuous connection with sanity a pair of pained, but worried eyes. Eventually he got control of himself. Jana was relieved, because it felt like he almost yanked out her piercings as he flipped out. She had thought about slapping him, but was afraid he would trip, which would tear out her piercings for sure. Well, it might be his that tore, but it wasn't something she wanted to find out. Michael inclined his head toward the odd chair contraption. This time Jana decided to go along, if only out of fear that he would collapse if they didn't. They stood next to the contraption and although they had figured out what it was for, figuring out how to get in was more daunting. Jana grasped the arms of her side of the chair as she swung her left leg over his seat. She put her foot on the peg on the far side and with Michael's head slowly raised herself onto the seat. The seat was shaped like the lid of a toilet, supporting her legs, but allowing Michael's cock to remain pointed at her sex. With some effort and a slightly distressing amount of tug on their piercings, they eventually got Jana far enough onto the seat, that Michael could begin climbing onto his side. Michael swung his legs under and found a rung to rest his feet on. The last step was for them to both settle fully onto the chair and for Jana's right leg to find its perch. They both relaxed with a sigh. The seat was perfectly positioned to hold them in position without putting stress on their interlocked genitals. Of course, the position also meant that Michael's cock was pointed directly along the length of Jana's vagina. It also meant that Jana's breasts were almost directly in front of Michael's face. Had he not been gagged, Michael would likely have already started sucking on them. * * * Despite the perfect fit, the chair did not remain comfortable for long. As they relaxed, Michael's erection finally started to subside. As his cock softened, it shrank, tugging on them both. At first it wasn't too bad, but the tugging got stronger and more painful. Michael tried lifting himself off the chair. While it relieved the pressure, it was not something he could sustain for long. Through a few shared looks, they decided to get down. The process of climbing off the chair was the same as getting on, in reverse. However, since Michael was now considerably shorter, they had less maneuvering room. Jana also found it harder to keep her balance, but luckily Michael's hands held her hips firmly, preventing a disastrous fall. They were standing much closer together now. Without either of them being aroused, it was much less comfortable. They were both the type to roll over, or get out of bed once sex was over. While neither of them had cum, they both were in a post-coital mood. Unfortunately, they couldn't get away from each other. They couldn't even look far away from each other. Eventually they compromised and started exploring the rest of the room. The second piece of furniture also looked like it might be a chair, but they couldn't figure out how they could get on. For one thing there was only a single seat. But there were some odd pads above the seat and a second set of arm rests parallel to the one for the seat. They gave up figuring that out and went back to the kitchen side of the room. Jana opened the refrigerator and found a couple of jugs inside. She pulled the first one out and opened the lid. She took a sniff, and it smelled sweet and slightly medicinal. Michael had grabbed the other bottle and it also smelled sweet, with a slight tang to it. He thought it smelled like a sports drink. It was only after smelling the open bottle that Michael realized how thirsty he was. He should probably be hungry as well, but surprisingly his stomach was not complaining. It was a good thing too, since there was no food in the refrigerator, only the bottles. Not that they could eat anything with the gags in. Michael gestured for Jana to return her bottle and then guided her back to the bottles in the cabinet. Sure enough the straw and top came off the smaller bottle. Michael carefully poured the liquid in the jug into the smaller bottle. Once it was full, he screwed the top back on. He set the larger bottle on the counter and picked up the smaller one. He lifted the straw to the hole in his gag and just as they made contact he felt the electric shock collar activate again. He was so surprised that he dropped the bottle. Only Jana's hands on his waist kept him from pulling away. Jana's hands also helped to trap the bottle between their bodies. Neither of them wanted to think how hard it would be to retrieve a bottle from the floor, connected as they were. Once Jana was sure that Michael had recovered from the shock she picked up the bottle. Why hadn't it shocked him when she had put it in his gag before? It occurred to her that the previous time, she had been the one holding the bottle. She lifted it back to his gag, and he quickly turned his head away. Jana cursed inwardly, since he clearly hadn't realized the difference. Instead, she handed him the bottle, and gestured that he should feed her. He looked at her in disbelief. When she started to tap her foot, he decided to go ahead. He slowly maneuvered the bottle until the straw was lined up. As the straw contacted her gag he braced for a shock. But neither of them received a shock, so he feed the straw further in. He felt the sides of the bottle collapse slightly as she began sucking. Jana got a small mouthful of sweet liquid into her mouth. It turned out to be harder to swallow than she expected, with the gag holding her mouth in place. Eventually she got the hang of it and took a couple of more sips. She was about to take another when Michael pulled the bottle away. She cursed inwardly, and glared outwardly as the straw was suddenly removed. He pushed the bottle into her hands and pantomimed that he wanted some. She had only gotten enough to truly understand how thirsty she was, and here he was demanding to be fed instead. She briefly thought about slapping him, or kicking him in the balls, but quickly put those thoughts aside, since it would literally hurt her as much as it did him. She set the bottle down and got the other bottle off the shelf. She might have to feed him, but she wasn't going to share a straw with him. She realized how juvenile that was, since his penis was almost inside of her, but it was the principle of the thing. Also, the amount of time it would take to fill the second bottle was a subtle cruelty she could invoke. Eventually the second bottle was filled and Jana lined up the straw for Michael to drink. She thought about squeezing the sides of the bottle, to squirt a giant gush into the back of his throat. At the last minute she decided against it. She remembered his gagging episode earlier and knew a repeat, with actually liquid would be so much worse. They took turns feeding each other sips of the drinks. They each got about four swallows before the other would stop them and demand their share. They traded back and forth, and it took them a long time to drain the bottles. Even then their thirst wasn't quenched, and they refilled the bottles and drank more. * * * After drinking two full bottles of the sweet liquid, Michael's erection began to return. Judging from the heat and moisture coming from his fellow captive, she was also getting aroused. He involuntarily started thrusting his hips forward, only to be met once again with the painful resistance. A thought suddenly occurred to him. He pointed at the bottle and then down at his erection. As he pantomimed, he saw recognition dawn in her eyes. Whatever was in the bottle wasn't just sweet, it was an aphrodisiac. The girl gestured to the chair they had occupied before. Michael decided that it was as good a plan as any. He just hoped that the effects of the drink wore off before he got thirsty again. The second time climbing into the chair was considerably less painful. * * * They sat in the chair for a long time, but the effects were not wearing off. If anything Jana was feeling hornier the longer they sat there. Jana felt a sudden slap, and immediately grew irate. She glared at her co-captive, but he was glaring back. It was only when his eyes flicked to her hands that she realized they were getting very close to her breasts. Playing with her breasts wasn't even really masturbating; it was just something she did when her hands were idle. Her frustration ever increasing, Jana clasped her hands behind her back and prepared to wait it out. * * * "They are stubborn." "Yes. They are also a bit too clever." "Too clever?" "Or perhaps, not clever enough." "Ah... They are clever enough to see the pitfalls, but not to see a path through. So they do nothing." * * * After what felt like several hours, Jana finally felt her arousal waning, but that problem was replaced with another. She needed to pee. She desperately hoped that their captors would separate them soon, since she couldn't imagine having to go while attached to him as she was. * * * Michael noticed the girl getting more and more restless. He thought the effect had been wearing off, because her hands had stopped trying to move to her breasts. He thought he could feel his erection starting to wear off, although he was developing the world's worst case of blue balls. His erection was definitely starting to wane, but the girl was getting really antsy. He saw her eyes flick back to the bedroom. Not the bedroom, he realized. She had to go to the bathroom. With his concentration on his erection, and controlling his instinct to thrust into the girl, he barely realized that his bladder was getting full. Michael caught her eye, and jerked his head toward the bathroom. He had no idea how they were going to manage, but he wasn't going to pee in the middle of their living room if he could help it. * * * Jana panicked. She knew what he meant with the head jerk, but the thought of peeing, while attached was horrifying. Of course, the other option was to have an accident and potentially be left with a puddle. They slowly extricated themselves from the chair and slowly made their way to the bathroom. The motion as their genitals pushed and pulled at each other was enough to retrigger their arousal. The drugs hadn't worn off entirely, and the added stimulation sufficed. Eventually they managed to get back to the bathroom, but then they had to figure out how to use it without making a mess. Jana gave it some thought, and started to gesture to Michael. She pointed at him and put down two fingers, bending them in the middle. She hoped he understood that he should kneel in front of the toilet. She could lower herself until she was sitting on the toilet, and they could both go. She watched him think about what she proposed. Eventually he seemed to realize there wasn't another way for her to use the toilet, since it wasn't big enough for them both to sit facing each other. Even if it was, she couldn't figure out how their legs could intertwine. Using the hand rails eventually they lower themselves into place. By this point the pressure on her bladder was incredible. As she settled into the seat, she suddenly got pee shy. She couldn't go while he was watching her. But they were practically nose to nose, not to mention that the tip of his penis was sure to get a liberal splashing. Pierced Together She waited and waited, but it wasn't coming. Evidently he was having the same issue, since he hadn't started either. She jerked her head towards him and pointed down. He shook his head and pointed at is erection. Right, he couldn't go until it subsided. They were going to be here for a while. * * * Michael's knees were getting sore, and there was no sign that she was about to go. But she kept squirming around as if she had to go. The sensations were enough to keep him fully erect, and thus making it unable for him to go. He pulled himself up slightly with the hand rails to relieve the pressure on his knees. Suddenly Michael felt the head of his cock grow warm as water rushed around it before splashing into the toilet. The stream was more intense than he expected and looked down in surprise. He could see a good deal of the stream bouncing off the head of his cock. He watched in fascination as she let loose. His fascination quickly turned to disgust as he realized that wasn't water that was splashing on him, but urine. * * * Jana felt her pee splashing onto her thighs as it made its way around his cock. She knew she would be embarrassed as soon as the euphoria of finally being able to pee waned. Eventually she finished and looked around for something to wipe with, but there was nothing in the bathroom, not even a towel. She started to wonder what could be worse than having her pee drying on her legs, when she found out. She felt a strong stream hitting the opening of her sex and realized that he was starting to pee. She bore down, trying to make sure as little as possible got into her. This was so gross! * * * They were done peeing, and in spite of using the toilet, they were both covered in urine. They immediately started getting up and reaching for the shower. Fortunately for them, the shower was the only thing that worked as it should. The shower head even put out a wide enough spray that they could both stand under it. The difficulty was that neither could wash the part of their body that felt the most despoiled by the events of the previous few minutes. Jana and Mike stood as far away from each other as they could. They both felt that the other had violated them. It was bad enough to be bound to a stranger at the genitals, quite another for them to pee on you. Part of them realized that it was irrational to think that way, but they couldn't help it. Mike started funneling water with his hands to aim it at his penis. There didn't seem to be any soap, but he figured if enough water flowed over his penis, it would start feeling clean. Jana noticed what he was doing and started doing the same. She could just get the stream of water to splash on her clit, but not with enough pressure or regularity to get her off. They both cleaned themselves off as best they could, but neither offered to help the other. Suddenly the water turned off, leaving them both dripping, and not quite feeling clean. Mike tried the handle, but it wouldn't turn. They looked at each other with resignation. A feeling that only got worse when they remembered there were no towels. * * * "It has been nearly a full day." "And yet they haven't learned." "What's next?" "They sleep. Although we will have to disconnect them, since there have been accidents during the sleep phase." "No sedatives?" "A mild sedative after they fall asleep and another dose right before we reconnect them." "What if they wake up?" "We'll be monitoring them. They need authentic sleep. They have been unable to dream, except for nights after instructions." "Do the dreams help?" "They are necessary." * * * Mike and Jana spent the rest of day in much the same way. They were leery of drinking any more, both because of the aphrodisiac and because they would have to pee again. But they did drink sparingly, and spent a good deal of time in the odd chair. As the day wore on, they stopped looking at each other. They looked at the furniture in the room, at the ceiling, anything except at each other. They were still ashamed about the earlier bathroom visit. Jana started nodding off as they sat in the chair. Her mind started to form dreams, but before she could figure out if she was running towards something or away from something, she jerked awake. Rather she was tugged awake as Mike's cock shrank and pulled at her labia. Mike and Jana shared a glance, and Mike nodded his head toward the bedroom. With a bit more grace than the first time, they managed to climb off the chair. They hobbled toward the bedroom, hands on each other's waists for balance. Getting into bed proved a challenge. They tried a variety of methods, but none of them worked without risking tearing out someone's piercing or dislocating a leg. Finally, in frustration, Mike picked Jana up by the hips. Jana wrapped her legs around him, and he sat backwards onto the bed. It was then a matter of lying back and scrambling backwards. As Jana lay there on top of Mike, she asked by way of gestures if they should turn on their sides. Mike thought about it, but he feared trying to roll away from her as they slept. He shook his head and gestured that he was okay. Jana shrugged and tried to get comfortable. Sleeping on top of someone else after sex could be nice, but it always made her hips hurt. Eventually they both got comfortable enough to start to drift off to sleep. They were comfortable enough that they didn't notice the faint hissing sound. * * * Jana dreamt she was back in school. She had never been a great student, but she was disciplined and put in her time studying. But in her dream she was unprepared. She ran from classroom to classroom trying to find her exam. She couldn't even remember what class she was trying to find, or what the exam was supposed to be on. The worst part was she has the nagging feeling that she wasn't the only one who would fail if she didn't do well on the exam. * * * Michael found himself on a rollercoaster. He could hear the clicking of the drive belt as it carried him higher and higher into the air. The clicking kept going, growing louder and louder. No matter how long the clicking lasted, the car just wouldn't get to the top of the hill. His palms started to sweat, and he looked around to check the car's progress. The ground was impossibly far away, and other cars stretch behind him for a seeming eternity. All of them were empty, but he felt like there was a presence in each one. Someone he has let down. He realized he wasn't entirely alone, there was someone sitting next to him. He turned to look, but at that moment the car crested the hill. He looked down on a terrifying drop. His car dangled over the precipice as the long line of cars behind him kept the train balanced. He tried to climb backwards, and found himself crying, "Sorry!" But the presences behind him pushed him forward and down... * * * Michael woke with a gasp. He tried to sit up but found that someone was lying on top of him. He was just about to push the woman off when the events of the previous day came flooding back to him. He still couldn't believe that someone had done this too him. He lay on the bed contemplating his situation. His thoughts were running in circles, but one that kept coming to the surface was that maybe he was in hell. It felt like one of those torments the Greeks were fond of in their myths. Except instead of fruit and water being constantly out of reach, it was sex. He didn't have too long to contemplate such things before the girl woke up. She sat up on his thighs and stretched. Michael watched her breasts as she stretched, and reached out to grab them. They were quite well formed and seemed to beg him to squeeze them. His hands had just brushed her nipples when she stopped the stretch and looked down at him. He could see anger burning in her eyes through the holes in the mask. She slapped his hands away before moving to cover her breasts. The instant her hands touched her breasts she quivered, obviously in pain. Apparently the shock collars were still working. * * * Jana woke, feeling more refreshed than she expected. Her memory of the previous day hadn't caught up to her waking mind, and she sat up to stretch. For some reason it was taking longer than normal for her to shake off the cobwebs. She yawned and felt a strange constriction on her face, and the previous day flooded back to her. As her mind replayed the humiliations of the previous day, she felt hands one her breasts. She quickly, instinctively slapped them away. Her instincts also led her to cover her breasts with her hands. The shock from the collar quickly overcame any modesty she had left. Something nagged at her, but she couldn't quite figure it out. She was missing something. * * * Michael was thankful that he didn't wake up with an erection. That would have made waking up a much more dangerous proposition. As it was, his penis was awkwardly positioned, pointing down towards his feet. He wasn't so fortunate in all regards. Despite not drinking a lot the day before, his bladder was almost painfully full. He signed to the girl that he had to use the bathroom. She sighed, but acknowledged him. It took some maneuvering but eventually they got out of bed and hobbled to the bathroom. * * * Jana shivered under the shower. Yesterday the shower shut off early, and today it only gave them cold water. She felt her nipples harden to a painful degree as she channeled water towards her crotch. She looked down and noticed how small the man's penis had become. They were practically attached at their hips as his shrinking cock pulled them together. She almost laughed, but instead started to cry. * * * "Have we really developed aphrodisiacs?" "The water does contain a medicine similar to Viagra, but I'm afraid it's much simpler than that. During their time healing from the piercings, we used various means to get them aroused. As they were stimulated with pornography and manual means, we piped in a particular scent. Scents largely bypass the conscious mind." "Like Pavlov's dogs." "Exactly, except instead of bells, they will never be able to smell cinnamon without getting aroused." * * * Michael and Jana spent the morning exploring. There wasn't much to explore, but they tapped on every foot of every wall. They checked the refrigerator for hidden panels, and moved the strange chairs to check underneath. Every part of the room seemed solid, and if there were some hidden passage, they could find it. Eventually their thirst got the better of them, and they had to drink. They swapped off drink for drink, neither feeding the other much before demanding their own. But in spite of their desire to limit the use of the bathroom, they were really thirsty. They eventually drank their fill and continued exploring. At least they tried to continue, but neither could concentrate with the throbbing need between their legs. Jana in particular was reluctant to walk around with her juices leaking down her legs. She desperately hoped it was only her juices and not his precum. She forced him to sit in the chair until his erection faded, so at least he would share the feeling with her. * * * "They really don't seem like they're learning." "I thought she had it figured out this morning." "Does it continue like this?" "No, if it continues too long one of them will suffer a meltdown and do great harm to one or both of them." "So what happens now?" "We increase the programming during their sleep phase, and watch them closely." * * * Michael and Jana woke up after another night of terrible dreams. To the best of their recollection, it had been six days. If it wasn't for the terrible fullness of their bladders, they probably wouldn't have gotten out of bed. They had barely had anything to drink the day before. Between the frustrating arousal and inevitable need to use the bathroom, they had agreed to only have a couple of sips each. But this morning they felt bloated, as if they had been drinking the entire day. They hobbled to the bathroom. It wasn't until Jana was seated on the toilet with Michael kneeling in front of her that Jana noticed the change. She was so distracted by the sight that she was startled when Michael started peeing. Michael was a bit distracted as well. He noticed a slightly different change than the one Jana had noticed. In fact, he was so entranced by what he saw that he didn't even flinch as her answering stream warmed the head of his cock. They stood and both pointed at their discovery. Jana to the towel attached to the wall, and Michael pointed to the hand held shower head. Jana wanted to wipe immediately, but Michael insisted they shower first. After all, what good would the shower do if they dried off with a dirty towel? * * * Michael turned on the water, and was excited to see that it was actually warm. He let the warm water cascade on him for a moment and then reached up to grab the hand held shower head. The moment his hand touched the shower head the warm water shut off. He pulled it down and shook the showerhead, but nothing happened. He looked to see if there was a blockage, but nothing seemed apparent. The girl was getting impatient with him and gestured for the shower. He handed it to her, and as her hand touched the shower head the water starting flowing again. He pulled the shower head back and tried to rinse himself off, but as soon as he had wrestled it from her hands it turned off again. He was about to hang it back up when she gestured for it again. Once again as she touched it the water turned on. So, he let her have it. * * * Jana finally had control of the water, and sure enough it immediately turned off. It didn't take her long to realize that it would only work if both of them were touching it. Apparently the guy she was stuck with wasn't quite so quick on the uptake. It took a bit of hand waving to get him to realize that they would have to work together if they were going to get clean. Eventually she convinced him, and even let him rinse off his penis first. Then she got the shower head between her legs and had him join her in directing the stream of water at her sex. It felt so good to finally feel somewhat clean. Unfortunately the water pressure wasn't enough to use as a masturbatory aid. The man got tired of helping her clean, and they called a quit to their shower. The man hung the shower head back on the wall mount. As soon as his hand left the head the water turned back on. Apparently it was either both of them or neither of them. The hobbled out of the shower and Jana reached for the towel. She noticed that the towel wasn't hanging on a rail, but was actually attached to the wall. She wouldn't be able to wrap it around herself to cover up. At least she would be dry. The collar shocked her as she tried to dry her breasts. It didn't shock her when she dried her face, or her hands. She was a bit surprised that the shock wasn't as strong as it had been. Maybe the batteries were running out. She tried again and almost jumped out of her skin at the intensity of the second jolt. * * * Michael watched the girl start to dry herself. He noticed her flinch when she touched her breasts with the towel. She tried again and dropped the towel altogether. He figured the first jolt must have been a warning. Apparently the towel counted the same as your hand. He took the towel and started patting himself dry. When he was drying his chest he noticed that the girl was leaning in. She was rubbing her breasts against the back of his towel wrapped hands. Something clicked in his mind and he turned his hand around and started drying her breasts directly. She froze as he did, but when no shock went through either of their collars, he continued. He grew even bolder and user his non-towel covered hand to rub her breast. Nothing happened! * * * Jana could hardly believe it. The man's hands were on her breasts and there was no shock. The man continued to touch her breasts, tentatively at first, but slowly growing bolder. Her nipples quickly hardened as his fingers traced their perimeter. He pinched her nipples gently, allowing the pads of his fingertips to drag across the sensitive buds. Jana shivered as the pleasure grew inside of her. After being deprived for so long, feeling the man's hands on her sensitive breasts was driving her crazy. She moaned and pressed forward against the man's hands. She suddenly felt ashamed, because she should be returning the favor, not just receiving it. A thought occurred to her, men have nipples too. * * * Mike had never spent much time appreciating a woman's breasts. He would touch them, and suck on them, but before it was as a part of his conquest of the woman. This time, he actually paid attention to what he was doing. He felt the small bumps on the areola and the texture of the nipple itself. He was fascinated to watch the skin contract and push the nipple towards his inquisitive fingers. He touched, pinched and rubbed, at first paying attention to the flesh under his fingers, but eventually he looked at the rest of her. He could see her breathing increase in pace, and a faint flush start spreading on her chest. He looked at her face, although it was mostly covered by the mask, he could see a flush on the flesh around her eyes. He also noticed that her eyes were closed as she pushed her breasts forward into her hands. Her eyes suddenly snapped open and she was starring right at him. He couldn't tell what the look in her eyes meant, not with her face largely obscured, but she didn't appear angry, just intent. The sudden pinch on his nipples caused him to gasp. At first it was surprise then the surprise turned to a slight discomfort. As her fingers rubbed across his nipple, he realized it wasn't discomfort, only unexpected pleasure. * * * Jana realized she was gyrating her hips when she felt a trickle of fluid slide down her inner thigh. Although the pleasure from the man's hands was wonderful, she knew she wouldn't be able to come without something more. She felt the man's penis pushing against her, unable to find entry. He must need release as much as she did, but his nipples couldn't possibly be as sensitive as hers. She wondered, if the nipples weren't off limits would his penis be off limits? With her right hand, she slowly slid her way down his chest and across his belly. She knew she had to be careful, and not touch her own sex, but maybe she could give the man some pleasure. She held her breath as her hand reached out to touch his cock, bracing for a shock. Her fingertips brushed the hard shaft and nothing happened. She wrapped her hand around the shaft, and felt the man stiffen and gasp. She was afraid he had been shocked, but a look in his eyes said that was far from the case. She tightened her grip on his cock and gave it a stroke. The positioning was so awkward, but she could tell that he needed her hand to give him release. She gripped him tight and started tugging on his penis. She could feel his grimace, and felt his hands suddenly tighten uncomfortably on her breasts. She changed grips and tried again. * * * Mike gasped as he felt her hand touch his penis. When the collar did not shock him, he felt his heart start beating again. He felt her wrap her hand around him and his anticipation ratcheted up. Her hand tightened uncomfortably around him and she yanked him painfully. She changed her grip and tugged again. He grabbed her wrist, to prevent her from pulling on his cock again. He must have grabbed her too hard because the look she gave him was pained. He loosened his grip and felt her loosen the stranglehold she had on his penis. He moved his hand closer to her wrist, and was a bit surprised to feel her hand move down the shaft of his penis. Pierced Together * * * Jana knew she was doing something wrong, but didn't know how to do it better. She'd never given a hand job before. She felt his hand grab her wrist hard, as she was about to try again. She was more startled than hurt, but she was also frustrated. His hand relaxed, and she relaxed her grip as well. But she didn't release him entirely. When his hand moved towards her wrist, it seemed natural to move her hand closer to the tip of his penis. He loosened his grip a little more, and she followed. He eventually seemed satisfied with her grip and she gave a tug, which brought another grimace to his face. Frustrated, she grabbed his hips with her other hand and pulled him towards her, bracing her hand against her hip. It didn't take him long to figure out what she intended and he started fucking her hand. As he thrust into her hand, she felt his hand squeeze her wrist rhythmically, and she mimicked the pattern. She soon realized what she had been doing wrong, and instead of pulling on his cock she helped him with the thrust portion of the motion, since he was only able to move a little bit before their locked genitalia blocked the movement. She felt his thrusts becoming a bit more erratic, and more insistent. Then she felt his shaft throb in her hand. Instinctively she tightened her grip and met his thrusts more forcefully. Then suddenly she felt his come splashing against her sex as his hips suddenly stopped thrusting. * * * Mike couldn't believe how good it felt to be fucking her hand. She might have started out ineptly, but she was learning quickly. It didn't seem like long before his started coming. He felt her hand tighten around him as he thrust into her. She kept stroking him as the orgasm ripped through him. He shuddered and had to grab hold of her shoulders to keep from collapsing. He freed one hand long enough to stop her stroking, before hugging her towards him. He wanted to kiss her and thank her, but with the masks the best he could do was rub his forehead against hers and speak the thanks with his eyes. * * * If someone asked her, Jana couldn't explain how she felt. Part of her was grossed out that the man's semen was splattered one her sex, some of it surely inside of her. But, she realized that wasn't the largest part of her anymore. She also felt powerful that she'd made him come. She'd always felt that, but this time it was on a more personal level, since she had done this on purpose, not merely as a side-effect of getting herself off. As he looked down into her eyes, she realized she also felt something foreign to her. It wasn't affection, since she hardly knew this man. No, she just felt good about helping someone else. Although, she didn't feel so good that she wasn't ready to head to the bathroom to wash his seed off her. She smiled and closed her eyes. She let him hold her and wrapped her arms around him in turn. * * * Mike held the girl to him as his breathing came back under control. He felt a thrill go through him as she wrapped her arms around him. He felt her breasts pressing against him. She wiggled slightly against him, hugging him tighter. As she wiggled, he could feel her hard nipples try to burrow into his skin. He suddenly felt ashamed. She had given him a wonderful orgasm, an orgasm that he desperately needed, and he just came on her. He had never particularly felt the need to reciprocate with a woman, but if any of the girls he'd been with deserved something in return, this girl did. * * * Jana was just started to enjoy the hugging when the man got her attention. She took one last deep breath, inhaling the musk from his body as she did, and then looked up at him. He nodded his head toward the bathroom. A part of her was relieved that she would get the come off, but she had really been enjoying the hug. They hobbled with now practiced steps towards the bathroom. It wasn't long before they were in the shower. The man took control of the shower and directed the spray at her sex. The water was warmer than it had been, and she felt a gentle pulsing in the water flow. The man moved the showerhead behind her back, and she felt the warm water pulsing against her. His other hand moved to her breast. He rubbed his thumb across her nipple while his hand and fingers surrounded and massaged her breast. She could feel her nipple tighten, responding to the man's movements. * * * Michael put the showerhead back on the mount on the wall, and for once it stayed on, the warm water cascading over both of them. He used his free hand on her other breast. He caressed her breasts and noticed her breath coming faster. He moved one hand downward, his fingers trailing over slight lines of her ribs. As his hands traced the curve of her waist, he felt her shiver slightly. He pushed gently of her hip as her turned his own to allow him better access to her sex, which he knew was going to be awkward even with the slightly extra room. His cock was now erect trying to push inside her, even though he knew it was futile. She knew it was futile as well, but her hips kept moving to grant him access as well. When his fingers trailed inward, tracing the depression of her hip, he suddenly felt her freeze. He looked down at her face, but rather than seeing anger or fear, he saw need. It wasn't comfortable, but he got his fingers to her mound and traced further downward. He felt a slight ridge and traced it downward, he felt her shudder as his finger tip found the end of the ridge and the little nub protruding from the end. He rubbed her clit gently, not quite sure what he was doing. * * * Jana wondered if the man were teasing her on purpose. Although there was a good chance he was clueless, most men seemed to be. She pushed her hips forward as he stroked her, trying to get more pressure on her clit, but it wasn't working. She grasped his wrist in her hands, and held his hand in place. She then started to rub herself against his now stationary fingers. It was hard to get the speed and direction she desired, but she got close, pushing his fingers to help her. He started moving his fingers on his own and she released his wrist. She rocked her hips to vary the pressure as he rubbed her clit. She started panting as her orgasm built inside her. He seemed to understand that he needed to go faster, as his fingers were speeding across her clit. Suddenly the orgasm washed over her. * * * His wrist was on fire, but he kept up the pace, speeding up as much as he could. She started shaking and he kept going. Her body seemed to lock up and her breath came in quick gasps. She grabbed his wrist violently holding his hand in place and pushing it against her. He quickly moved his other hand from her breasts to her bottom, knowing if her orgasm was half as violent as his had been, then she would need help standing. As she shook, he felt her stomach pulsing under his hand. She released his hand and her head fell against his chest. He moved both hands to her bottom, the position awkward as their hips were separated by the length of his erect penis. They stood under the hot shower while she recovered from her orgasm. * * * They went to bed soon after the shower, with Jana lying on top of him. Unlike previous nights, his arms were wrapped around her and she snuggled against him, with her legs wrapped around and under him. She had never really felt like snuggling before, but after the relief of finally having an orgasm, snuggling felt perfect. * * * "A new record." "Yes, I admit I was getting worried." "What would have been the next step?" "Let's hope it never comes to that. There would likely be—damage." * * * Jana woke up with arms wrapped around her. That wasn't so strange, since she fell asleep with arms wrapped around her. The strange thing was that the person connected to those arms was behind her. She felt an erection between her legs, but when she moved her hips forward, she didn't feel the expected tug on her labia. She reached down and felt a shock through her collar. The shock wasn't as severe as before and not as big a shock as the fact that there was no cock attached to her. The rings were still there, but the cock was not. * * * Michael felt more comfortable than he'd been in a long time. It took a while for his relaxed mind to realize that something was strange. He felt the girl in his arms twitch. It was only then that he realized his penis was between her legs, and that he didn't feel the usual tug when she moved. He also realized that it was her ass against him and not her front. She pulled away from him, only to turn around and lay across him. It finally sank in that they were no longer connected by their genitals. He hugged her and she hugged him back fiercely. His hand moved up to her head and his hand laced into her hair. She wasn't wearing a mask anymore! He pulled her head upward and looked at her face for the first time. She was beautiful, with short blond hair in a pixie cut. Her light grey eyes widened in surprise as she looked down at him. He moved his jaw and realized that his mask must also be missing. He leaned forward and kissed her. * * * Was this the man she'd been attached to for so long? He was more handsome than she was expecting. No, more handsome than she was afraid he would be under the mask. She didn't suppose it mattered much. She was about to say hello, or introduce herself, or something when he pulled her into a kiss. She melted against him as their tongues met and performed the introductions for them. She rolled onto her back and he moved on top of her, their mouths still locked in a kiss. She felt his erection against her thigh and then nuzzling up against her sex. She felt a clink as the jewelry in his penis bumped against the rings in her labia. The kiss stop and he pulled back slightly, looking into her eyes. His eyes were asking for her permission. Rather than say anything, she wrapped her legs around him, rolled her hips and pulled him into her. * * * Michael was relieved when his penis passed her labia. He was afraid that the jewelry would lock them in place again. She started to pull him in and he lowered his weight onto her. In one long slow movement his cock sank completely into her. He shuddered at the sensation of almost overwhelming pleasure. Her legs locked around his legs, and her arms wrapped tightly around his chest. He was happy to stay as he was, deep inside her. He could feel her sex squeezing him erratically, and his cock twitched in return. Eventually her clasping limbs loosened their grip on him. He pulled back enough to look into her eyes. He watched as he pulled back slightly. Her eyelids fluttered and she drew a sharp breath. He pushed back and she pulled him into a kiss. Her hips rocked to meet him as he pushed into her. He moved slowly, each stroke going deep inside of her. When their hips met he kept pushing as she rolled her hips to give him deeper access and to grind herself against him. * * * It didn't take Jana long to climb to orgasm. It wasn't a violent orgasm, but one that ran very deep inside her. Her vagina clamped around his cock, and she could feel the barbell in his penis rubbing inside her. Each thrust seemed to cause another orgasm to roll through her, like riding on waves. The feeling started to ebb, but his thrusts continued. She looked into his eyes, and could see the need in his eyes. She squeezed him with each thrust, opening herself to him. She reached up to stroke his face, urging him on. * * * Michael could feel her sex clamping onto him as he continued to thrust. He thought she had come, but she still met his thrusts. When she touched his cheek she seemed to be telling him to come. He thrust into her faster, and felt her responding to his thrusts. As she squeezed him inside her, and stroked his face and his back, he felt his orgasm building. His hands worked under her shoulders and pulled her to him as he thrust into her. He thrust again and felt his orgasm wash over him. He arched his back as he thrust deep inside of her. * * * Jana shuddered as she felt his seed splash inside of her. She could feel his hard cock twitching deep inside her. The pressure of his pubic bone on her clit caused her to gasp. She rocked her hips sharply, dragging her clit across him. She shuddered as another orgasm racked her body, her pussy clasping violently around him. * * * When they recovered from their coupling, Mike slowly pulled out of the girl. He felt silly thinking of her as the girl, and started to speak. That was when he realized that he couldn't. His lips and tongue formed the words but no sound came out. He saw the girl trying to speak and coming to the same realization as he did. He rolled off of her and lay on his side next to her. She rested a hand on his chest and leaned over to give him a kiss. She pointed to herself and then the bathroom. He nodded his head. He had to use the bathroom as well, but would let her go first. * * * Jana sat on the toilet and felt the man's seed drip out of her. She tried again to speak but nothing came out except air. She peed and reached for the toilet paper, but of course there wasn't any. She got up and went to the shower to wash off. The shower didn't work. She remembered how the shower only worked when the other person used it. She sighed and went back to the bedroom. The guy was lying where she'd left him. His still glistening cock was hanging down against his thigh. She licked her lip, only realizing what she was doing after the fact. He got up when he saw her, and passed her to go to the bathroom. She heard the toilet flush. A short while later, long enough for the man to realize the shower still didn't work, he came back out. He nodded his head toward the shower, and she nodded. * * * "It seems to have worked." "Yes, but we will keep them one more day to make sure." "She fellated him before she washed his penis." "That was a promising sign. But they have proven to be very stubborn. One more day." * * * The past two days had been amazing for Jana. She had never come so many times. She had also never sucked a man's cock after it'd been inside her. Actually, she had only sucked on a man's cock once before. She had heard that it was empowering giving a guy head, but she never believed it. She'd thought it was just as empowering to fuck. She'd also never taught a guy how to lick her pussy. It was always so much easier to get an orgasm from sex, or frigging herself during sex. But the man seemed insistent; he even did it while his seed was still spilling from her. * * * Michael hadn't meant to come so quickly. He thought after the four times that he'd come he wouldn't be able to come again. But it came out of nowhere. She had seemed so disappointed, so he crawled between her legs and went to start licking. He saw his seed leaking out of her, but pressed on. Her hands grasped his head and pulled him back. But he pulled away, and went back down. She tried again, but he looked at her and shook his head and then started licking. He had no idea what he was doing, but he wanted to try. After a couple of minutes, her hands reached down. He thought she was going to try to stop him again. Inside her hands guided his head, pulling him higher. Apparently she got him to the right place, because he heard her gasp. * * * Jana pulled the man's arm around her and gave his cock a squeeze. They were spooned together and she could feel his cock softening inside her. She gave him another squeeze, and felt his cock respond. It started to harden again. Not to full hardness, but enough that it wouldn't slip out. She drifted off to sleep with him nestling in behind, and inside, her. * * * Michael woke up alone. It was the first time he'd been alone in—He didn't know how long. He looked around, and shook his head. It couldn't be right. He was back at home. He scrambled around his apartment, and everything was just as he remembered. He shook his head again, could it have been a bad dream? Maybe he had a fever and hallucinations. That must be what it was, he tried to convince himself. He went to the bathroom and moved to pull his penis out of his boxers. His hand flinched away before contact, and he reached for his neck. There was no collar. He pulled his penis out and started to go, but something felt strange. He looked down and there was a barbell through the head of his penis! It wasn't a dream. * * * Jana slammed down the phone. How could the cops accuse her of making the whole thing up? She'd been kidnapped, tortured and pierced against her will. They said they would send a detective around to take her statement, but it sounded more like they were going to send a shrink to decide whether she should be committed. She logged on to her computer to see what she had missed in the time she'd been kidnapped. She was surprised that there weren't more emails. Most of the ones from her friends were saying things like, "I hope your vacation was awesome!" Some of the later ones were excited that she'd decided to extend her vacation, and asking if she'd met some hot tropical lover. She would tell her friends the truth later. The first thing to do was get the damned piercings removed. * * * "What do you mean you can't remove it?" Michael yelled at the doctor. "It's a solid piece of metal. Surely you've noticed that there isn't a screw holding it together. It was welded into place." "Then cut it off!" "I'm afraid it's not that simple." "Why? You don't have the right tools? I've known a guy who had steel rings snipped off when he had his hand crushed. Get some of those pliers." "I'm afraid that wouldn't do." The doctor waved Michael back to the exam table. He continued once Michael sat back down. "You see, the people who did this to you are very powerful and influential. I don't know who they are, or what they want, but they've made it clear that piercings like yours are not to be removed. If some of the less savory rumors are true, removing the piercing would render you impotent. There are other rumors that say that doctors who perform the removals have their licenses revoked, or worse." The doctor shook his head. "I'm very sorry, but I can't help you. Frankly, I thought it was all just a rumor until you called for a consultation. The very next call was from the people who did this to you, at least I assume it was them. My receptionist took the call, and I had to let her go home for the day she was crying so hard. She wouldn't tell me what they said, but she begged me to do what they said, and not remove the piercing." "What do I do?" * * * "Go on with your life." The words echoed in her head. She tried three doctors and gone to two different tattoo/piercing parlors, but none of them would help her. It had been a month since her return from wherever it was she was held. She'd settled back into her job, but had been putting off her friends as much as she could. She couldn't explain what happened to her. They would laugh, or make her show them the piercings to prove it. Worse yet was the thought that maybe they knew the whole story. The last woman she'd talked to at the piercing parlor had said she'd seen them before, and knew what had happened. She'd been with a man who had a piercing like the man Jana had been attached to. He told the whole story as soon as she asked about the piercing. When he was done, he apologized and said he didn't know why he'd told her. Jana had a lot of time to think about that. Would she feel the same compulsion to tell? She thought about being with a man, and could almost feel the words spilling out of her. But it had been a month, and masturbation wasn't working anymore. * * * "I'll have a vodka tonic, better make it a double." Pierced Together Mike nodded to himself at the sound of the voice. The woman sounded frustrated and pissed at the world. He felt the same way. He was trying to forget what happened. But every time he saw a pretty girl, he felt a throb in his pants, a throb that reminded him of the piercing stuck through his penis. "Sometimes a double isn't enough," he said without turning around. "You're preaching to the choir." "Work?" he asked. "Personal, very personal." "I can relate." He turned and extended his hand, "The name's Michael." The girl turned, "I'm Jana—" * * * Thank you for reading my story, I hope you enjoyed it. Your comments and votes are appreciated.