5 comments/ 47971 views/ 27 favorites Isabel's Interview By: Realistic_intentions Lately, Isabel had been finding it hard to pay her bills. Her job as an entry level analyst at a less than glamorous insurance company wasn't paying anywhere the amount she imagined she'd be making after finishing college. She felt her early twenties were being wasted with the notable absence of having a boyfriend and not being able to afford to do anything exciting. She left her family in the neighbouring state as well as good friends. Her little apartment in the inner city suburbs where she spent most of her time watching internet TV alone and reading was her only refuge. That Friday night, at after work drinks in the bar next door to her work, Isabel awkwardly sipped the one drink she budgeted for herself for the night. She never really spoke up or joined in the roaring conversations between her workmates and always tended to just vaguely listen and obligingly smile. The conversation was focused on money and Isabel couldn't help but feel sorry for her own money situation until, one of her colleagues' started telling a story about a someone who made ten thousand dollars for 1 day's worth of acting or something. This peaked Isabel's interest immediately. "I did drama at college and school, i could easily do that!" she thought to herself. Isabel listened intently to try and hear further details but the noise in the pub was so loud she only caught bits and pieces of information. When the tall brown haired girl who told the story went to the bathroom Isabel followed. In the bathroom while both girls washed their hands, Isabel asked her work colleague more about the story only to discover that the girl who made this money found the job add in the newspaper. The brown haired girl turned disinterested and didn't release that much information; it was more of a friend of a friend type story. Isabel's mind was full of hope in the taxi ride back to her apartment and would endeavour to find out more tomorrow. The next morning Isabel woke up in her apartment early. She reluctantly went outside, picked up her neighbours copy of the Saturday newspaper and spread it out over her coffee table. With the story from last night fresh in her mind Isabel went straight to the jobs section and scanned for any posts that might be similar to the one the girl from the story got paid thousands of dollars to do. Isabel stroked and played with strands of her luscious blonde hair with other her hand while scanning the broadsheet page until she caught a classified that stood out to her. 'Wanted: casting for niche video entertainment, no experience necessary, mega $$$ earning potential. Today at 1:30pm'. Isabel's emerald green eyes openly gazed at the add. "This looks like it." she thought. Isabel took note of the mobile number and address but there was no more information, no name or company. She reached for her cell phone and dialled the number to enquire but was met with an engaged dial tone. She thought there must be hundreds of other people doing the same thing, so she called back a few minutes later but still the number was busy. She sat on the edge of her couch in her silk robe and comfy panties she slept in and contemplated just turning up to the address. "I desperately need this money" she said as she started talking herself into going. Her only reservation was as the add was incredibly vague and didn't have much of a professional style to it. She didn't want to get scammed or anything. She called the number one more time but still couldn't get through. Her heart was fluttering and her mind racing followed by lots of pacing around her small living room, her reasoning split between trying it out and not going. "I suppose i can just turn up and have a look, what's the harm in doing that?" Isabel had decided. She looked at her phone, it was 11:30am. She had two hours to get ready and drive the 45 minute distance to get to the audition. She went to the bathroom, slid her knickers off, removed her robe and washed herself all over with scented soap. A spare of the moment decision prompted her to wash her hair and tidy her almost hairless pubic region with her shaver. She didn't have much time now to get herself made up and ready. She looked at the phone and it was 12:15pm. As she walked hurried around her bedroom naked deciding what to wear, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, she admired her 5'8" figure with hints of the slightest curves on her hips and rear. She wasn't as thin as she was in college, instead her body now was luscious and sexy with an equally full pair of breasts. Her perfect white skin had the slightest pink tinge that made her look so seductively innocent. It was a body you could just sink your teeth in to. With little time left, Isabel chose a sexy mesh pair of black underwear and the old corporate skirt/shirt outfit she wore to her job interview, it was a bit tight, but all her other clothes where in the laundry. In the car she typed the address into the GPS on her phone and started driving. Her mind was adrift the whole car ride including when she took the wrong turn off and had to circle back around. By the time she arrived at the address it was almost 2:30pm 1 hour late, her heart was racing. She turned in the driveway of a commercial park complex and of course being a Saturday, the place was deserted. Isabel drove right up and parked in front of the small warehouse lot listed on the address but didn't see anyone around. She sat in her car for a few minutes looking for any signs of life or posters. She peered in the frosted glass of the front office and couldn't see any activity. "I've missed out!" she thought. Isabel got out of the car to get some fresh air and stretch her legs whilst casually walking over to the door to the complex. She hesitantly pushed the door and it opened, so she slowly walked inside and called out to anyone who might be in the walled off area behind reception wall. Moments later, a man appeared in the door that lead to the rest of the large complex behind reception and startled Isabel. Upon first glance, she thought he looked maybe Spanish or Italian. He wore a black shirt tucked into black trousers with a full set of gold jewellery. "Can i help you?" he asked. Isabel lost her train of thought and stumbled into her reply. "Umm yes, sorry I'm Isabel, ahh i came here for the audition but i had some trouble along the way and i hope i haven't missed it..". A slight sinister grin appeared on the man's face and he told her that auditions had been cancelled. Isabel's heart slumped. "Well... seeing as you made it all the way out here! I suppose i can at least give you a quick interview, come with me... Isabel." and he gestured her into the office next door and to have a seat on the small couch while he sat behind a desk with no items on it. "Can i offer you anything? He asked. "Just a water if you have one please." She replied. He reached under his desk and handed Isabel a small plastic bottle of sparkling water. Isabel's throat was dry from her anxiety so she opened it up and drank the whole thing almost instantly. For 20 minutes or so, the nameless man started asking Isabel questions like what line of work she was in and what acting experience she had. Isabel found the questions pretty easy to answer, but she was more curious as to why no one else was there and the noticeable absence of any material that a working studio might have laying around. The man could see she was getting distracted by her apparent lack of surroundings so he bought the interview around to money. He now had Isabel's full attention. He explained that the going rate for a day's work is generally around $10 thousand dollars paid upfront and he pulled out a little cheque book. Isabel's heart became excited and she forgot about everything else because it looked like she was getting the job. "We like you Isabel, and we'd like you to sign on with us, i just need to see some proof of identity and we can get started." said the nameless man. Without hesitation Isabel retrieved her driver's licence, bank card and her contact details from her handbag and stood to pass them to the man across the desk. However when she stood she felt a bit light headed, she put it down to nerves and heavily slumped back into the couch. Her eyes felt heavy and the man and the room started spinning. "Maybe you should just lie back and relax!" she heard a muffled voice say. Then everything went dark. Isabel's eyes slowly opened to the sobering touch of what felt like cold metal on her skin. She could tell she was in a very large room with black curtains over the walls. The first thing she noticed was metal bindings around her wrists that were fastened tight enough so she couldn't move her wrists or arms in any direction. She tugged her hands but they wouldn't fit through the binding. She then attempted to arch her back upwards but felt a metal bar that prevented her from doing so. It was then she realised that her neck was in a binding device that prevented her from looking backwards. Her wakening senses felt feel the cold touch of metal everywhere and it dawned on her that she was naked and was in a positing resembling being on all fours. She desperately tried to move every bit of her body to find freedom, but even her shins were fastened to padded blocks on the ground and there was bar running at the bend of her hips under her stomach and another running behind her hamstrings which meant she couldn't extend or bring in her legs. She could feel that her legs were slightly apart and could feel cool air running between her exposed nether region and over her ass which she couldn't move, not even one inch. Isabel felt true terror for the first time. Isabel felt so exposed and helpless and her heart was pounding rapidly. She could only look slightly to both sides and forwards which is when she noticed the large flat screen tv directly in front of her. The tv turned on and displayed coloured bars, Isabel watched intently thinking this was part of some sick joke or she was about to be assaulted or worse, murdered. The screen went black and red text appeared, "Keep watching this Isabel." Isabel didn't take her eyes off the screen out of fear and comprehension. But what she saw next was both terrifying and depraved. A video appeared of a girl with brown hair screaming hysterically as she was being penetrated in every hole by what looked like a three pronged machine. The side view of the brown haired girl was immobilized on all fours in a metal frame in a dark room. The machine was ramming this brown haired girl at lightning speed and veracity without sympathy. The clip only lasted about 5 seconds before the screen went black again but it was enough time for Isabel to realise she was in the same predicament. The problem though was that Isabel didn't know the fate of this other girl, the machine she saw drilling this poor brown haired girl look brutally fatal. Some more words appeared on the screen and Isabel's stomach dropped "IT'S YOUR TURN NOW ISABEL..". Isabel then saw an image of a white girl's body in the same metal frame as the girl in the video. The camera seemed to be situated nearby behind the white girl's exposed buttocks and slightly to the left side so the girl's blonde hair was just visible. Isabel wriggled her butt and arms and legs trying to escape and let out a sincere scream. However her scream was truncated when she noticed her movements where simultaneously occurring on the screen and it soon became apparent, this was a live feed of her. Isabel became frantic as she vigorously squirmed and was screaming into the vacant echoless warehouse room. She looked at her poor bare white ass all exposed and proudly displayed on the big LED TV. She could see her innocent and sacred pink pussy open to the elements with no protection. Her nipples became hard from shivering and the cool air caressing her all over her body. She suddenly stopped her resistance and froze when she heard a scuffle behind her, almost in a primal state of hoping she wouldn't be noticed. Out of the corner of her peripheral vision she could see a shadowy figure all in black moving around behind her, she looked at the screen but the man knew his boundaries and stayed clear of the camera shot. Isabel felt the man come closer and she tried to speak but fear captured her words and turned them into whimpers. The figure in black approached her torso and reached underneath, he did this on the other side of the frame so she could not see what he was doing. Suddenly Isabel felt a pinch on her left nipple immediately followed by a pinch on the right. She gasped as the sensation sent a tingle through her body, it had always been such a sensitive area for her. She moved her lead downwards and could just see what looked like a small metal weight swinging between two points. She could not tell if this was hurting her or stimulating her but she wanted it to stop, she wanted this to be over. Seconds later, the nipple clamps became the least of her worries when she saw movement on the tv, happening behind her. Isabel let out a sobbing cry when she saw the tall menacing stack with 3 attachments being appear onscreen moving towards her rear. The device was moving ever so slowly which reinforced the impact of how big and sturdy this machine must be. It looked about 5 and a half feet tall with three big arms pointing up, straight and down converging to one area. Isabel couldn't hold it in anymore and she started to cry and scream but the device was almost upon her. She looked at the screen to identify what was attached to it and a look of tear streaked horror came across her face when she saw it. This thing was more than a dildo; it was a weapon, three times bigger and blacker than any of the 2 cocks that had been inside her. Her fear was that this thing would tear her open or break itself into her stomach. She looked at the upper attachment facing downward and noticed the ribbed silver attachment that was designed to penetrate her colon. The lower attachment appeared to be a large white bulb that sat just under the dildo's position. "Stop it, Stop it i didn't agree to this!!" she yelled as she felt a warm liquid pouring on top of her ass that trickled down over her labia and dripped from her vulva on the floor. She felt a hand placing itself on her right thigh and felt the bulb being moved so it was pressing firmly onto her clitoral area. Isabel's guttural cries moved her body in such a way that her pelvis was rubbing against this large bulb, she tried to stop but couldn't. The she felt gloved fingers slightly spread her labia apart and the head of the cold rubber dildo being centred towards its target. She felt the tip of the black dildo touch the outer walls of her vagina and her labia enveloping the intruder. The gloved hand then moved slightly upwards and she felt a freezing cold sensation touch at her anus. She clenched up and tried to shift her backside to the left or right but it was properly secured, her lower body was completely at the mercy of the machine. Isabel saw the figure in black walk out of frame and heard the sound of a clicking and whirring sound, the machine had just been switched on. Amongst the blubbering mess that was Isabel's mind, she knew she was about to be sexually assaulted in one of the worst possible ways. It was apparent to her now that she was drugged by the water she drank, stripped naked and fixed firmly in this metal frame without her permission. How could this be happening, surely there must be other people around to notice what is going on in here she wondered. She also regretted not telling anyone where she was going, anyone that contacted her would assume she was out enjoying her weekend, she could be killed and no one would notice for a week. Isabel's heart skipped a beat and let out a small moan when she felt a faint vibration coming from the bulb. The vibrating was constant and transferring straight into her clit. However the crushing fear and sadness trumped any pleasure she might have felt at this stage. She could feel her clitoris and vulva being stimulated on a physical level but her mind was focused on resigning to the fact she might not make it out of here alive. A couple of minutes later she felt the vibrations increase and she could audibly hear the faint buzzing sound. The sensation was spreading from her Clitoris and surrounding areas her all the way up to her ass. She maintained in her mind that she wasn't going to enjoy this and tried to block out the sensations. Her crying had now stopped and a rise of determination was building inside of her. The bulb vibration increased and became louder, she could now feel her vagina walls beginning to resonate and felt that her female juices were instinctively starting to secrete. The bulb stopped suddenly and began to deliver highly intense rhythmic pulses that sent what felt like electric shocks through her pelvic region. The nipple clamps even felt the vibration and this tensed her stomach. Isabel tried to anticipate the pulses but they became irregular and unpredictable. With every vibrating pulse that shocked her Clit, Isabel's hips bucked, or more accurately pressed against her restraints. The bulb started constant again with the most intense vibration she felt so far. Her breathing started to become heavy and her mind wandered from her predicament to memories of when she had been stimulated in that area before. Mainly the times when she was younger and boys would rub their hands there or when she touched herself underneath her panties occasionally. But she had never felt anything like this before. She let out an unavoidable moan and clenched up at her mistake which actually pressed her upper labia against the bulb harder, which lead to a small cream. Her moaning started to become an emotional outlet as the bulb went into overdrive and relentlessly vibrated this extra sensitive area. Isabel felt something swelling in her nether region and was fighting this urge that she knew was going to be an unavoidable orgasm, until the bulb suddenly stopped. She looked at her rear end on the screen and all was once again quiet, she took a large breath in and sighed, still slightly shivering from that intense vibrative bulb. A small part of her mind was hoping it stopped because the ordeal was over, that she didn't orgasm so they wouldn't bother proceeding to the next stage. She felt proud and began to relax her body and her mind. Until she heard a "click" and felt the monster creep towards her. She looked on the screen and saw the overwhelming size of this terrifying black dildo that was comparable to the size of her forearm. She felt a pressure against her vaginal entrance and looked on screen to see the dildo ever so slightly inching forward. "I can't take that, it's too big!!" she cried out hoping that someone who might be listening might cancel because of safety concerns, but there was only silence followed by a rising pressure that was preventing her from breathing normally. The monster was unrelenting in its pursuit forwards, she felt her labia being pushed inwards and it was starting to stretch her vaginal walls as it pressed through her hymen. Her fists clenched as she felt a stinging sensation that felt like she was being ripped open, she tried to move her pelvis forward to escape but the bar in front of her waist made that impossible. She couldn't do anything but let herself consume the enormous intruder. She clenched her pelvic muscles in resistance but the pressure kept growing, until, being already weakened from resisting the bulb she relaxed her vaginal muscles and felt a wet pop. Her labia released itself from the beast and its head was now spreading Isabel's canal apart. A scream followed the pain of having this expandable pressure inside of her, the likes of which was unimaginable. Isabel's Interview Tears started rolling down her cheeks again from her beautiful green eyes and sweat started to glisten over her soft body. Her lovely blonde hair fell to one side and lightly touched the ground. She was such a sweet innocent girl that was naked, restrained and about to be raped by this unknown force. Isabel felt the intruder snaking its way deep inside her, the head of the dildo was now halfway to her cervix and she felt her labia once again catching the sides of the dildo as its thicker body advanced inwards. She was feeling an unbearable pressure like sensation like she was slowly being filled up. She could also feel the stinging sensation from her vaginal walls being stretched apart and once more she pleaded with anyone who might be watching to please stop. Isabel didn't think she could possibly take any more of this dildo so she looked at the screen on the tv. She was shocked to see there was still about 5 inches left that would also soon be inside her. She started to panic, her breathing was rapid and her heart was pumping furiously to accommodate the physical impact this dildo causing to her body. But then she heard another sound and the dildo stopped advancing and started to retreat back. Her canal walls let go of the beast and Isabel felt a strange empty feeling in her gut and vaginal passage where the dildo had once been. Once again she thought that might be it. That she was too tight to be fucked like this. But she heard another click and felt the monster return and slide its way straight up her passage. This time it crept forward slightly quicker and further into Isabel's pussy then it had gone before. Isabel now felt the dildo pressing against her cervix, she looked at the screen, it was almost fully inside of her, just a couple more centimetres. She breathed like a women in labour trying to cope with being impaled by this awful device, she was determined to take it no matter how far it went in. Her face was flushed. She looked at the screen and saw the very end of the dildo sinking into her like she was on a spit roast. Just when she thought she could feel the huge rod pressing into her bladder the dildo stopped and retreated once again. A feeling of relief washed over Isabel and the dildo that was well lubricated from her vaginal juices went back to its reset position. Just as Isabel breathed a sigh of relief, WHAM! The dildo thrusted forward into her so powerfully it's momentum pushed her entire body forward against the metal frame. Isabel gulped as the dildo withdrew itself and again thrusted into her. The thrusts were so fast and so strong she couldn't help but moan every time it entered and knocked her cervix. She thought to herself the vibrator before was actually pleasurable but this brutal beating in her pussy was not pleasant. It hurt Isabel and more tears started to fall from her eyes. The awful sight on the tv of this big black monster aggressively burrowing itself quickly into her vagina only to reappear and penetrate her again without regard was incredibly disheartening and looked awful. Her mind was almost made up now that she wouldn't make it through this and she lowered her head in despair. Suddenly she noticed the speed of the dildo increase, 5 second ramming intervals now became closer to 3 seconds. She felt the rhythm get quicker and noticed the thrusts were not as deep but were getting quicker. Isabel actually noticed that it didn't feel quite as painful now. Mainly because the thrusts weren't punching her poor womb into her intestines or bladder making it feel like she needed to pee. Her vagina was now naturally adjusting its length to accommodate its new occupier. The speed of the dildo now was now entering her repeatedly at the speed of the second hand on a clock. The pressure was still there in her cavity due to the enormity of the object, but the pain was subsiding and she could feel herself lubricating the beast. She looked at the tv and focused on her pussy to see if there was any visible damage. She was relieved to see everything still intact but could see the area between her legs was pinker than usual and very moist. The trauma of the dildo actually made her forget about the silver appendage pointed to her anus and she gulped as she once again took notice of it on the TV. She had never had anything in her ass before and she hoped she never would. The dildo was unrelenting and just kept coming at the same speed, but each time it slid out of Isabel's moist vagina, her space felt vacant. It was almost like she wanted it to stay inside her, on some maternal level and she now found her body actually looking forward to the next insertion. Her mind was now battling her physical responses that she could not override; after all she almost unwillingly had an orgasm earlier with the vibrator. Isabel felt a little disappointed as the speed of the dildo slowed. She immediately looked at the screen to see what was happening and saw the beast withdraw to its original position where it stayed. Her vaginal muscles pulsed as they expanding and contracted in synchronicity from the memory of when the dildo was fucking her. But her whole body clenched when she heard a click and felt something freezing cold touching her hot little anus. She looked at the screen and saw the ribbed silver rod edging forward, its target, Isabel's tight little ass. Just like when she tried to keep the dildo out, she clenched her butt muscles in resistance but felt the pressure increase. However by now, Isabel was tired and her strong will to resist was not the fire it once was. She let out a defeated sigh and relaxed her body. It felt good to let go as she rested on the supporting frames, surrendering her ass to the machine. Sensing this, the silver dildo plunged headfirst into Isabel's tight round butt. The cold metal in her warm rectum felt like ice as the silver rod pierced her opening. Her sphincter was stinging as it sunk into her further and further and Isabel felt like her ass was being torn in two. She felt her colon widen as she was now impaled on three beads and it felt like she was taking a shit. She looked at the screen but thankfully her body saved her the embarrassment of doing such as thing publicly. She could now feel the tip of the beaded dildo deep inside her rectum. She wasn't sure what to feel, it didn't feel bad, just unnatural. Isabel waited in anticipation for the anal dildo to start fucking her like the previous one, but it didn't. It just stayed right where it was, impaled in Isabel's ass so deep her ass was pinned, unable to even wriggle. Suddenly, the beaded shaft buzzed such a strong vibration it sent a jolt up her spine. Her hips reactively tried to buck but couldn't due to her now impaled rear. It sent another jolt through her ass, and another. Isabel jumped every time. The jolts continued sporadically for a few minutes before ceasing. Every muscle in her body was twinging from the systemic clenching from each jolt until everything sensation focused on her ass again. As the silver rod slowly withdrew, Isabel felt like she really was going number 2. She looked at her ass on the tv screen and saw the silver beaded rod elegantly slide in and out, like the bow of a violin. Isabel's eyes were widened and mouth opened wide in shock at this foreign feeling. Her body didn't know what to do. For what seemed liked 10 minutes, the rod just kept slowly and nicely sliding in and sliding out as Isabel held her breath out of disbelief. Isabel's stomach dropped when she felt the low vibrating hum of the white ball on her clitoris again. The fact this area was already overstimulated made the sensation twice as powerful. Seconds later the dildo started edging into her vagina again, and again, gradually building its momentum. Despite the monster's wide girth, it slipped in and out of Isabel effortlessly now. The strong synthetic cock was well lubricated from her sexual secretions and from Isabel's dilated pussy. She looked to screen and saw the attachments assaulting her private lady parts. The machine had achieved its goal of stuffing her holes with its intimidating appendages, and Isabel tried to prepare herself for the coming onslaught she knew was coming. Simultaneously she felt and saw on screen the dildo increase its speed, much faster than before. The thrusts were still deep, but oddly satisfying and her body yearned to be refilled after each withdrawal. However her body's wish was granted as the speed gained velocity and its intensity. And as it did, the vibrator on her clit increased equally. Isabel unintentionally let out a very sexual moan to alleviate the invigorating tension building inside her. She estimated the dildo ramming her pussy was fucking her about 3 times a second, each time sliding its way deep inside her canal with perfect accuracy. Being in a doggy style position and having the shaft in her ass, had pinned her vagina in perfect alignment for the monster dildo below to extend its full length uninterrupted. Isabel moaned again, louder this time as the ramming speed increased along with the intensity of the vibrator. The rationale fear in her mind was now being replaced by a primitive emotional response working its way from her sex to her brain. This elicited uncontrollable sexual responses like heavy panting, louder moaning and her change of perspective of the situation. She couldn't help it; her body had betrayed her and was submitting to the onslaught. A lustful want and willingness overshadowed her disgust and reluctance and was winning the fight. Before long, she selfishly wanted it. Again the speed and intensity of the stimuli increased, every breath was a satisfied moan with hints of disbelief, she was now uncompromisingly horny as she took stock of all the sensations she was feeling. The vibrator was aggressively massing her clit that was resonating into her G-Spot, her vagina was expanding and contracting and moistening, whilst her ass was filled with a tight pressured feeling coming and going. She almost forgot about her nipples which were now nice and numb. The speed of the dildo became constant. it was entering her 6 times a second, but now the ass dildo came to life, and Isabel's eyes widened, mouth opened and head jerked back once she felt it. It started to vibrate and slide back and forth faster in the smallest increments along her rectum and anus. Her breath was withheld due to shock but a scream that naturally helped her cope was released from her gut and passed through her hips. She could barely control her breathing. The broken words "oh myyy goddd!!" were barely audible as she felt something growing in her loins. The anal buzzing increased and she could swear she felt the two dildos touching as they converged near one another. The speed her vagina was being rammed doubled and the highest intensity of the vibrator raged on. Isabel now couldn't help but elevate her moan to a scream, a scream that resonated each rapid pounding she received. She took one last look at the tv before her eyes could no longer stay open, her pussy was now swollen and throbbingly red and her ass jiggling from the movements. Isabel's eye shut tight and teeth clenched. Being locked and immobilised in this doggie style position meant that the machine had her in the perfect position for all its attachments and Isabel could only submit and let it happen. She couldn't resist any longer when the vibrator became erratic, giving inconsistent pulses she could not anticipate. Isabel was now screaming uncontrollably and her face was turning red. She was losing control of her pelvic muscles and the constant deep smashing of her pussy made her feel like she needed to pee. The erratic vibrator in overdrive sent her crazy and would be the thing to send her over the edge. She knew an orgasm was close. The tide rose in her, deep within her loins. She was being rammed so hard and fast, she had been so brave. The tingling feeling rose, she took a deep breath as best she could and let out a defeated moaning yell, almost as if to tell her captors "you got me!" Her head started spinning when her clitoris erupted like a volcano, her whole body tensed, her hips quivered as electric shocks spread throughout her body. She broke out in a sweat as all her sexual energy was absorbed into her pussy as it contracted around the dildo as it still pumped her. Her body shook and her legs went into a spasm. She lost control of her pelvic muscles and she could feel her urethra relax and the warm gushing feeling that followed as urine ran down her inner thighs. The vibrations and speed of the machine slowed and Isabel hung her head. The most intense orgasm she ever possibly could experience washed over her. The slow sliding in and out of the dildo in her pussy made it linger and prolonged the ecstasy until moments later it came to a complete stop. Isabel found it hard to breathe as she became very light headed. Her body went limp and collapsed on her restraints. She tried opening her eyes only to see red and then everything faded to black. Isabel barely noticed or cared about the black velvet blindfold being slipped over her eyes or the faintly audible sounds of metal being unlocked and her body being lowered to the ground. She just laid there naked and comatose on the cold concrete floor. She lay on her side with her thighs slightly spread apart to avoid the sore feeling between her legs. Her heart had slowed and was pumping heavy whilst still feeling a euphoric sensation that felt like velvet wrapping itself around every muscle in her used and abused body. The concrete floor felt cool against her hot and sweaty skin. After what seemed like a deep sleep, Isabel heard the faint sound of a door close which immediately snapped her out of her post orgasmic state. She realised that she was still not safe. She looked and saw her clothes and belongings neatly stacked in a pile next to her. On top was a small rectangular piece of paper. She looked around, completely aware of her surroundings. The large warehouse room was now empty, the black curtains on the wall, the tv and the machine that fucked her so relentlessly was gone. It was just an empty space with the only light creeping in from the reception as it shone through an open door at the other end of the room. With eyes fixed on the door, Isabel propped herself up on one knee like an athlete and poked around the pile of clothes for her car keys, she didn't even notice the sweat, urine and vaginal juices trickling down out of her down her inner thigh, or she didn't care. She was going to make a mad dash to her car and scream and fight anyone who tried to grab her. Her fight or flight response was in overdrive and she was now determined she was going to make it, she was going to live. She crumpled her things together and like a sprinter in a starting block, leapt to her feet and sprinted for the door. Stumbling at first from the sore muscles in her pelvis, but quickly corrected herself to a limping run. She ran through the door that led to the reception area she was in earlier and hurriedly opened the door to the outside. Without looking back to see if anyone was following, she bolted straight to her car. It was night time and the car park was deserted. She unlocked the car, jumped in the driver's seat, threw her pile of things onto the passenger side and closed the car door behind her all in one swift action. She started the car, put it into gear and quickly drove off. She looked back, but didn't see anything, no one was following her, all was quiet. She didn't care that she was driving naked. She could barely sit her bum on the seat, her backside was so tender and she couldn't bring her legs together without it hurting. A few minutes later after some safe speeding, she was back on the highway, alone but safe. Isabel pulled her car over to the side of the highway, turned off the engine and cried. Her body was utterly spent; the poor girl was exhausted, broken and full of emotion. But she was alive. She felt oddly proud of herself that she survived the ordeal and after 5 minutes of some heavy sobbing, she started putting her clothes back on awkwardly. Her muscles were fatigued and felt so sore, like after a heavy gym workout. She regained her composure and tidied herself for the drive. She was putting herself back together, but just wanted to go home. Back at her apartment, Isabel took a long hot shower and inspected her private areas with a hand held mirror to see if there was any damage. Apart from her pelvic muscles feeling sore and tender, she determined that she was okay. She contemplated her next move which was calling the police or her GP but was reluctant out of embarrassment. She put her pyjamas on and laid on her side on the couch in a bit of a daze. She looked at the pile of belongings she took with her from the warehouse and remembered that little piece of paper she didn't really look at earlier. She picked it up and gasped when she realised what is was. It was a cheque for $10,000 dollars.