HIRED HELP
Chapter 7
This time, the first burst from the box was exceedingly brief.
As her vibrating belt silenced itself, she was able to watch Richard
as he went about his business.
He opened another door and turned the light on. She could see
that it was a large bathroom, and witnessed him disrobing down to his
underwear. This is the first time that she had seen him nearly
disrobed in a well lit place. As another short pulse from the belt
hit her, she found herself heating up at the sight of him.
She saw him brush his teeth, then he finally shed his underwear.
His manhood was limp when he emerged from the bathroom.
Richard gave her a long, hard look as the vibrator started up
again. She wriggled and tried to bring the vibrator further into
her. As she looked at him, she saw his penis stiffen and rise up
from its resting place.
He shut the door behind him and went into a darkened room. The
light from the room revealed it to be some sort of walk-in closet,
with clothes on the hangers. But the clothes were rather odd...
He shut the door behind him and she could see a bar of light
peeking through the bottom of the doorway. He emerged just a minute
later, with a few things in his hands. Oh, god! What is he going to
do to me now? She was close, so close...
The vibrations died again and she hissed in frustration through
the breathing hole in her gag. Richard laid two things down on the
bed and went over to dim the lights. One of the things resembled the
chastity belt that she now wore. But I'm already wearing one! How
the hell could I use another? she wondered.
He had put it down near the foot of the bed, so she had a good
view of it. This one had a phallic protrusion on it, but it was a
bit longer and narrower than hers had. And it was on the thin rear
strap, instead of the wider one inside of her right now. Oh god!
Now he's going to put something up my ass! It took her a moment to
notice the front of it...
In front, it looked like there was a sheath for a man's penis to
go into. It also looked like underneath the sheath, there was some
sort of bulge with a wire protruding from it. That wire went back to
the plug in back. She thought that she could see some sort of
recessed plug in, like for an adapter, on the bulge underneath the
penis sheath. He's going to wear *that* to bed?
The vibrator switched on, and coherent thought became difficult.
She saw Richard return to the bed and start to apply some sort of
lubricant to the plug.
He laid down on the bed, and she had a very nice view of him as
he pulled the thing on and slid the plug into place. Then he slowly
worked his penis into the sheath.
When he was done, he buckled the belt together around his waist.
There was no lock on the belt that *he* wore, she noticed. She was
surprised by the next thing that he did. He took out a pair of
leather cuffs, and fastened his own ankles together. How bizarre
*is* this guy, anyway? she thought as she felt the muscles in her
vagina starting to tense up.
He reached up, and she saw him pull a very short chain out from
behind the bed. Jennifer saw that it seemed to be attached to the
wall. There was a wire wrapped around it that attached to the inch
cubed metal block that also served as the end of the chain. A second
wire about six feet long emerged from the metal box.
Richard took the second wire and plugged it into the bulge under
his penis sheath. She didn't hear any additional buzzing as she came
closer to her own orgasm. Then, he took out a pair of wrist cuffs
and padlocked them to his own wrists. There was no connection
between them, but there was a short oddly shaped metal key attached
to each cuff via a very short chain.
She saw him push one of the metal keys into the box, and heard a
click. She was so close, so close...
As she saw him push the second key into the box. Now both of
his hands were nearly chained together, and she heard a second
buzzing noise, this time coming from his belt.
As soon as she saw this, the orgasm hit her. She was thankful
when the vibrator kicked off seconds later.
It was impossible for her to sleep in this condition. The
standing in the stiletto heels with arms overhead made it impossible
enough, but the vibrator kicking in and out over the course of the
night made it even more exhausting.
With nothing else to focus on, she watched Richard over the
course of the night. His vibrations also kicked on and off, she
noticed, but it seemed much more regular. There was a long on
period, and an even longer off period. She saw him writhe on the bed
and struggle against his own self-inflicted bondage. Near the end of
each session, she saw him twist and thrust his hips and grunt in
pleasure. Only one time did she see the vibrator kick off without
him apparently finishing the job. God! she thought as her vibrator
kicked off again, leaving her panting. I wish that was me on his
penis!
This cycle must have happened at least a half of a dozen times
during the night, compared to Jennifer's dozens of random pulses.
Finally, she saw a hint of light creep through the closed curtains.
Finally! She thought. But then she wondered about something.
He's tied up too. How is he going to get untied?
Her question answered itself. There was one last period of
vibration in Richard's belt. After a while, and just after he let
out a grunt of pleasure, she heard a sharp electronic clicking noise.
Jennifer saw that the metal keys were now loose from the small metal
box on the end of the chain, and the vibrations had stopped. Slowly,
he yawned and opened his eyes as Jennifer's exhausted body shuddered
with yet another spasm of pleasure.
"Good morning," she heard him say as he smiled at her. He
unbuckled his wrist restraints and slowly bent down to unplug the
power cord to his belt. As he was working on the straps around his
ankles, the continuous vibrations sent Jennifer into another bout of
moaning through her gag.
He got out of the bed, with his belt still on. She was glad
when he bent down under the bed and switched off the box. She saw
his muscular butt moving as he made his way to the bathroom and
closed the door behind him.
