Chapter 132

• And then suddenly the horrendous stimulation had ceased completely. Emma lay there, panting hard and whimpering, unable to do anything except try to get as much air into her fuzzy brain as she could. That was not funny! That was too much! That was not to be repeated!
• "That was level 3" said Abigail, calmly. "I can't WAIT to try level 4, but unfortunately we're running out of time, so I'll have to let the boys take you there" she had said, reaching for the lid.
• "What?! Wait!? Stop!" Emma screamed in her brain. "There's a fucking level FOUR!? I want out! NOW!" But all that was heard by her younger cousin was a mumbled protest from behind the large ballgag. Abigail's pretty face smiled down at her older cousin. She then scanned over all the straps and belts, double-checking that they were all nice and tight before addressing the bound girl.