Helpless by Choice

tags: M/F, semi-cons, no-sex, bondage, vacbed, torture

 

disclaimer: This story is entirely fictional, along with all characters and events described in it. Any resemblance with real life is just a coincidence. Harming another human being is wrong and in no way I am trying to convey the opposite. Please, don't do anything like this!

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Pushing myself away from my desk, I rubbed my eyes but it was useless. I was too tired and distracted to keep working so I quickly wrote an email to my boss telling him I was done for the day and I turned off my computer before he could answer.

Working from home was pretty nice sometimes, even though I knew I would have to recover those hours sometime next week.

Silence filled the room when the fans stopped spinning, but a new, low rumbling sound took its place.

Smiling to myself, I went to the kitchen to make myself something to eat. After throwing together a quick sandwich, I grabbed a beer and I sat outside on the balcony of my apartment. From up high, the city seemed to stretch away forever, and while I ate, I savored the view as the sun started to set.

Sometime later, after I had finished my beer and the air started to become chilly, I went back inside.

Checking my phone, I decided it was time, so I quickly undressed, leaving only my underwear and I went into the spare bedroom of the apartment.

Once the door was open, the rumbling sound grew louder, and a wave of hot and humid air washed over me. It was much hotter that what I expected, but with the windows closed it wasn't really surprising.

Once inside, I closed the door and I turned on the lights. The room itself was small, just a secondary bedroom that we didn't really need. It was mostly empty apart from a small closet against one side, and every surface was covered in grey acoustic insulation pads, the kind they use in recording studios.

Walking towards the center, I breathed deeply as I checked on Emma for the first time in hours.

She was laying on the floor, completely trapped inside the vacbed that I had built. A thin plastic hose protruded from where her mouth was, allowing her to breathe, and a Hitachi wand was laying between her hips. She was breathing hard, her chest moving up and down furiously, and from experience I knew that she was very close to an orgasm.

The vacuum pump inside the closet was off at the moment, but I knew it turned on from time to time, keeping the vacuum inside the bed and the shiny black latex membrane pulled tight over her body. She looked truly gorgeous like that and I felt myself getting aroused just from watching her.

Kneeling next to her, I smiled once more. The latex was thick enough not to let any light through, and with her ears plugged she wouldn't be able to tell I was there. Once inside, she was completely isolated, and no matter how hard she fought, there was no way for her to get out.

Worse of all, she knew that.

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Like any other morning, we had breakfast together, and after taking a shower I led her to the room. She was trembling, and I could tell she was both nervous and excited, now that the time was finally there. It would be her first time alone inside it, but despite her fears she never told me to stop.

After kissing her one last time, I asked her if she was ready, and when she nodded I started working.

Before I could get her inside the bag, though, there were some things to take care. First I locked her mouth open with a ring gag and I pushed a couple of foam earplugs into her ears. There was no point in covering her eyes, as the bag would take care of that.

Then I inserted one of her butt plugs inside her ass. I saw her moaning in discomfort as it went in, but after a moment it was in and she relaxed again. Butt plugs were something that she liked to wear for long periods of time, even outside of our apartment, as the sensation made her feel constantly full, something that she found weirdly erotic.

Then I took two plastic spreader bars from the closet. One I locked around her ankles, keeping her legs apart, and the other I locked around her hands and her neck, keeping her arms high and immobilized.

Once she was ready, I helped her get inside the bag and she laid on her back. Her long brown hair pooled around her head as she looked at me with fear in her eyes, but a moment later she nodded once and I knew she was ready.

After making sure her hair it wasn't going to get caught on the zippers, I pulled it close all around the bag.

Once closed, the only way for her to breathe was a small plastic hose that ended right over her mouth. It was just barely big enough, though, and she had to keep her head still or it would move away from her.

Then I turned on the vacuum pump on and the bag slowly shrunk, pulling the latex tight over her naked body. As I waited for it to be done, I smiled to myself. I was the one that usually wanted to try new things in our relationship, but this time it had been her idea.

A minute later the pump turned off automatically and I watched her for a minute. She was trembling in fear, waiting to see what I would do now that she was in my hands.

She had been oddly specific when she told me about her fantasy. Once she was in, I was supposed to press her Hitachi wand hard over her pussy and then leave her like that for a few hours. She wanted to feel helpless as she came over and over again, though I was pretty sure she hand really thought what it would be like.

But despite assuring her that I would, I never intended to. Instead I placed it lightly over her pussy and then I secured it loosely with tape. Finally, I turned it on in low and I waited to see her reaction.

Inside the bag, she started moving her hips, trying to press the wand against her sex, but it was useless. A moment later she started moaning in frustration and I could see her struggling against her bonds.

Before leaving, I caressed her body for a while, running my hands between her legs and over her breasts. As I worked my hands over her body, she must have realized that situation she was in, but it was too late to back out.

A minute later I got up, and after turning off the lights, I closed the door and I turned on my computer.

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Kneeling next to her, I closed my hand lightly around her neck, making her jump as she realized she wasn't alone anymore, and then I ripped the still running Hitachi wand from between her legs.

My plan was to keep her on edge for as long as I could, never allowing her to cum. That is why I just laid the wand on low over her pussy. I knew it wouldn't be enough to make her cum, but it would drive her crazy with arousal. After so long on the edge, she would be extra sensitive, and that was just how I liked it.

Smiling evilly I started massaging her breasts as I pressed the wand right over her pussy once more, though this time turning it on to high.

A low throaty moan escaped her mouth as she weakly tried to push her hips against it. Working quickly, I moved the tip around in circles, just how she liked it and then I moved my hand up, caressing her neck and then her face.

Before she could realize what I was planning, I plugged the hose with a finger, cutting off her only air supply. A moment later, she finally realized my intentions, and she froze for just a second before she started struggling in panic.

With the last of her strength she tried to get up inside the bag, but I simply pushed down on her head, keeping her on the floor as her struggles only became more frantic.

Pressing the wand even harder, I counted the seconds, knowing that she couldn't last too long like that, but it seemed to go on forever. Finally, just when I was starting to get worried she might pass out, I saw her body tensing under the latex skin and she finally came.

A powerful orgasm ripped through her body as hours of frustration finally found an escape, and through the latex I could see her struggling with her bonds as she lost control of herself.

After so long on the edge, it must have been an incredibly powerful orgasm, and I smiled in satisfaction as rocked her hips against the still running wand.

I could have kept playing with her, but I decided to give her a break. A second later, I pulled my finger off the hose, and I saw her breathing deeply as she tried to catch her breath.

Then I moved the wand away from her pussy and I saw her slowly relax until she collapsed on the floor, her body limp from exhaustion.

After turning off the wand, I sat on the floor by the bed and I slowly caressed her body. Her chest moved slowly up and down as she tried to breathe through the hose, but besides that she was completely still.

Checking my watch, I decided to turn of the pump, and after opening up the valve I saw the bag inflating as air rushed in. Once it was done, I opened it up once more, and I rolled the top part away.

Emma was laying inside, with her eyes closed and covered in sweat. A small pool of liquid, a mixture of sweat, her juices and probably piss, pooled around her. The smell wasn’t very nice, but it was a small price to pay to see the look of satisfaction that she had.

Now that she was out though, I could tell that she was incredibly weak. I could see her eyes, twisting as she tried to open them but she couldn't. Feeling a little guilty, I kneeled next to her and I slowly undid the straps that held her in place.

By the time I was done she was moaning softly, but her eyes were still closed and she seemed to be too tired to move. Undoing the clasp behind her head, I pulled out the ring gag out of her mouth. Her jaw moved stiffly when she closed it, but luckily given how long she had it on, she didn't seem to be in much pain.

Rolling her to once side, the last thing to go was her butt plug. It came out easily from her ass, loose from being stretched for so long, but besides a weak moan of discomfort she didn't seem to notice it.

A moment later she started stirring, and I brushed her face with a hand, brushing away her damp hair as she finally opened her eyes.

“How do you feel?” I asked her.

Closing her eyes, she smiled warmly before nodding her head.

“I feel good�” she managed to whisper a moment later.

“Did you like it?” I asked back, already knowing the answer.

I could see her face turning red as she nodded once more, unable to say it out loud, even to me.

Then she tried to get up, but she was too tired for that, and I saw her struggling to keep her head up. Without another word, I picked her up carefully, and then I took her outside the room. The air outside was much cooler, and the moment we were out she started shivering as she pressed herself against me.

“Shhhh, hold on, I will make you feel better in a minute.” I told her as I carried her towards the bathroom.

It was time to give her a good long bath, and then take her to our bed. It was my turn to have some fun.

 

 

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