She was still wondering why her skin felt so numb…
While the two slaves rotated in sexual union, Mr. Dodds had trotted off
to check on his other patient, and then gone up to the kitchen for a
cup of tea.
When he returned, they had slowed down slightly, so he gave them
another push, just to keep their interest up. Meanwhile, he made
another trip upstairs, returning with a gallon jug in each hand. He
set them down by the “well” in the middle of the room, and began
searching the cabinets around the room for something. He soon found
it, or them rather, and sat down to watch his artwork spin on the
wall. By this time, Flora was groaning and panting with passion, and
although Jason was less noisy, he seemed to be enjoying himself
finally.
Dodds thought back to the first time he had seen what Mandy
unimaginatively called “The Well”. She’d had it constructed shortly
after she met Flora.
She had wanted something restrictive that she and Flora could enjoy
together, when she wasn’t feeling particularly topish. Something a
little like bondage, and preferably of rubber.
In the end, she had constructed this… a vertical bath, like a wishing
well, eight feet deep and lined with a very large and thick rubber
bag. The bag was sealed to the rim of the well. The well itself was
in fact, a simple jacuzzi, with water jets in the walls, and the rubber
lining was anchored at the bottom so that it would not be forced out by
the water. The water forced the bag closed, so that the thing could
only be entered with a considerable amount of pressure, and a lot of
lubrication. It was necessary too, to wear some kind of air mask so
that one could breathe.
As fate would have it, Mr. Dodds had chosen to show up just after they
had completed it. He had shown them an excellent substitute for the KY
jelly they had planned to use in it, too. Flora and Mandy had enjoyed
their first session in it under the watchful eyes of Mr. Dodds, and he
had chosen to let them stay in it for several hours. Mandy had
originally planned for them to wear body harnesses attached to the
winch, allowing them to get out. The winch would have been activated
by a timer. However, Dodds had talked them out of it saying that it
might not be reliable, and that as long as he was here, he may as well
help out. Never mind the fact that Mandy’s electrical power was backed
up by an automatic generator, or that she had already proven to herself
that she could climb the chain to get out. She knew he had ulterior
motives.
Since their own weight forced them down into the bag, and the generous
helping of silicone oil made their bodies and the rubber ridiculously
slippery, they were quite helpless to get out until he reached in with
the winch line to haul them out.
Meanwhile, they had spent several hot and sweaty hours enjoying each
other, their bodies pressed firmly together within the folds of soft
yet unrelenting rubber.
Mr. Dodds knew too, that Mandy had used the Well as a punishment (of
sorts) for Flora, putting her rigid chastity belt on her, and letting
her squirm in arousal for hours, unable to satisfy herself.
After watching the rotating pair with satisfaction for several minutes,
Mr. Dodds got up and poured the entire contents of one of the jugs into
the well. The liquid that came out was thick and clear. He wanted to
be sure they had plenty of lubrication during their stay.
After watching them turn amid grunts, groans, and mews of pleasure for
some time, Mr. Dodds finally relented. “Alright kids, that’s enough.
Let’s cut to the chase.” He stopped the rotation of the x-frame, and
…End of the part76. To be continued..