Chapter 316 The Automated Package(Erotica):>Ep4

• The machine soon grew still, the motors drawing to a halt and allowing her thoughts to reassemble until Sarah remembered she was human. She was panting uncontrollably, her joints aching from being twisted in this awful position and straining against the bonds. There was no fighting it, she was going to be made to cum over and over. She couldn't fathom why this was happening. Why did such a machine even exist? Could it have been sent to her in error, intended to satisfy the kink of some rich masochist? The package had her name on it though. Worse still then, someone might have targeted her specifically to be ensnared by this devious trap. Perhaps they liked the idea of her being dominated and forced to cum against her will. Perhaps they liked more than the idea and were somehow watching. Sarah couldn't see any obvious lenses in the machine, but she couldn't rule it out either. At least her curtains were pulled closed.
• Who would do something like this to her? She mentally listed off friends, acquaintances, fellow gym bunnies, clients, colleagues, dates and exes, questioning everything she knew about them, but the truth was this could have been the work of a complete stranger. Sarah's beauty attracted attention wherever she went, with her lithe figure and bright smile. She wondered where a creep even got technology like this. It was a shame it had been used so hatefully, because the actual machinery was spectacularly impressive. She had never cum this hard in all her life, nor in such quick succession. Just when she had felt utterly spent, the device found some other way to pry more explosive pleasure from her. Sickeningly the thought only made her wetter.
• The whirring resumed as the thick dildo was slid free of her pussy, Sarah humiliated to see how needily her pussy lips gripped the rubber. On its way out a few beads of liquid dripped down into her forehead, eliciting a resigned grumble from her. At last the padding was removed from her head, back and shoulders, permitting Sarah to straighten out, bring her head out from between her legs and breathe properly. She didn't dare to let herself consider if it might be over, and she was right not to, with her wrists and legs still held firmly. A pad was brought to support her abdomen and under her thighs, allowing some of the muscles she had been forced to tense to now ease.