Horrified, she watched the clips being snapped
onto her Tips, then the biting pain caused her
to scream is it felt like the tips of her tits were
being eaten. Her feet jerked to a halt on the
pedals, leaving one long dildo crammed tightly
up her distended whole as she trembling
agony until her tits started to go numb. “You
know what’s coining next don’t you, you sweet
little s*x Sl*t?” Tara asked as she pushed the
assistant out of the way and moved back in
front of Sharon. “I’m going to count to three,
then I’m going to turn the current on full blast
and leave it that way until you’ve pedaled five
miles! If you don’t want to fry your tits right
there on your chest, you better get to moving
those Goddamn feet!”
Tara stepped back.
“One!” she shouted.
Sharon’s feet began to push. The muscles of
her legs tensed as they bore down on the
The tortured secretary grunted and pushed
harder. The bicycle was picking up speed. The
dildos ticked into her cunthole and Buttocks
about as fast as a man usually pumps his
“Three!” Tara shouted triumphantly, and leaned
down to the cabinet and threw the switch.
Immediately, electricity seared into Sharon’s
tits, burning through her Tips.
“Aaaargh!” the Unclad secretary screamed
through the pain. The current ripped through
her flesh and into her chest, where it choked
off her air.
Furiously, she drove harder with her feet. She
knew it was her only hope to stay alive. The
pedals spun, beginning to pickup speed. The
current died down at least enough for her to
take in a ragged breath. But the pain in her
chest was still bad, so she forced her feet to
move even faster.
Hard, phony Joystick hammered violently into
her cunthole, slamming against the end of the
F**K channel to batter at her already-bruised
flesh. Quickly, the thick dildo ripped out of her
Kittycat as the second dildo rammed up her
Buttocks. It shocked her guts with its brutal
blow, then began to rapidly retreat.
And still the current burned. Almost demented,
Sharon pistoned her feet even harder. The
electricity slowly died away in her tits but, in
her savaged cunt and asshole, the dildos were
doing terrible violence.
“Nooo!” Sharon cried, the sound halfway
between a growl and a scream. She couldn’t
stand the awful beating inside her shiner and
Kittycat, so her feet slowed. Like a lightning
bolt, her tita and chest were hammered by the
renewed current, freezing her lungs and
making her body jerk in the grip of the tight
No matter which way she pedaled, furiously or
slowly, she was tortured by terrible pain. Her
cunthole and shitter were able to go numb, but
her tits could never adjust to the searing
electrical power. Even when her legs began to
viciously cramp, she drove her feet frantically
on the pedals to escape the hell of the current.
Screaming at the torture she knew would burn
into her suffering tits, Sharon felt her leg
muscles go out of control and totally quit in
exhaustion. Slumping her head and shoulder
forward, she waited in agony for her
punishment. Her scattered thoughts through
the agony and haze in her mind to realize that
the two sadistic women in front of the torture
device were laughing in hysterical amusement.
“The stupid cunthole didn’t know when to quit!”
The administrative assistant giggled so hard
she almost choked. “The current cut off when
she reached five miles, and the silly Sl*t went
ahead and pedaled three more!”
Sharon’s jaw sagged in weariness and the
muscles of her legs and arms were just
beginning to unwind from their cramps. Her full
bladder felt like a punching bag, and it caused
a horrible pain and pressure. She broke down
in tears thinking, how could a woman be this
mean to another woman? But she couldn’t say
anything as she was at their mercy.
Her whole lower body ached from the brutal
Bleeping and from the intense gripping of her
bladder. Her head nodded down toward her
chest and she looked painfully at the odometer
which, indeed, showed that she had pedaled
“Ohhh!” Sharon groaned as the women
She fell sideways from the seat into their arms.
“Pleasee!” she moaned as they propped her
onto her feet. “Gotta pee!”
“You piss on my floor and I’ll cut that
pussymeat out with a knife!” Tara hissed as
each of the women grabbed an arm and began
pulling Sharon to the rear of the room.
Sharon was so used up that she couldn’t even
turn to follow, and she fell backwards until they
caught her and pulled her along, her heels
“Please let me pee!” Sharon gasped. “I can’t
hold it anymore!”
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