Chapter 6

The goon was grunting in satisfaction his rigid cock disappearing then reappearing from the TV stars mouth, the flesh glistening with spittle. In this bent position Charisma had to pull her head fully back just to get level, stretching her neck and throat allowing a straight root for his member to bury down. Her eyes widened as he began to choke her, his thrusts deeper and deeper, the woman coughing and spluttering.

Nicole had problems of her own; embarrassing problems. Her clit was hardening, her juices beginning to flow. Rebecca let up her hot tongue burying deep into Nicole's slit, cute nose nudging her clit. Mmmmmmmmm!

The Dr had a number of cardiograph patches attached to wires in his hands. As the red head went down on her, he carefully attached the pads to her chest and neck and temple. The other ends of the wires were then attached to a machine, a screen showing her slowly increasing heart rate and other sensory effects in the brain. Rebecca stood up next to the Doc, her arms folded. In the background Nicole could see Charisma still deep-throating the goon, his face screwed up with pleasure.

What, what's going to happen? Nicole said nervously. At that moment there was a gurgling and choking cough from the Zimmer frame. The front goon was shuddering his dick spurting thick shots of semen into Charismas mouth, the TV beauty gulping and shaking in turn, her eyes wide as she felt the hot load slip down her throat.

Ahh. It looks like your friend has finished her task. Bring her over here. Charisma was struggling to stand her athletic tanned legs buckling her sensuous mouth spitting the vile man load onto the floor. Nicole caught the eye of the beautiful actress and saw only desperation. Charisma began to beg as she was lifted onto a reclining metal framed chair. She told them she would pay them whatever they wanted. But even as she pleaded she realised it was pointless. Her long legs were placed in metal stirrups which were tied at her heeled feet. The Dr turned a handle and the stirrups parted splitting her strong thighs Charisma gritting her teeth as she tried in vain to hold her legs closed. Her neatly shaved recently plugged pussy was exposed for the room to see; Nicole having a grandstand seat pinned directly in front of her.

The Doc and Becky turned back to Nicole. Now it's your turn. They said attaching two steel clamps to the large wooden arm rests. Nicole wailed as her legs were lifted and hooked over the stands the ankles tied with leather straps. Both women were half reclined legs up and out as if about to birth. They directly faced each other their toes almost touching. Nicole could hardly see Charismas face as her huge tits now blocked her view like a mountain horizon.

Both women moaned as a strange device was wheeled between them. It was some sort of compressor. Sticking out of its top like two long horns were large flexible ribbed pipes on the end of each a floppy rubber teat. The Doc, Becky and the goons gathered round, angling the device. Nicole felt her young pussy lips been nudged then gave a horrified moan as one of the pipe ends (greased) was slowly pushed up her canal. Oh god what's going on? She wailed, a screech from Charisma telling her the other pipe was been pushed up inside her pussy.

She felt the thing sickeningly deep now, a good six inches inside her firm fleshy hole. Becky stroked the terrified girls brow. This device will loosen your tight little holes. Nicole shook in fear. But... but... ? She stammered so confused. Becky laughed as the machine hummed into life. The loose rubber end on her horns tip began to inflate. It did this rapidly within a second or so. Nicole screamed as her canal struggled to accommodate a hard fist size ball deep up towards her cervix. Aaaaawwwwwwww! It remained for maybe three or four seconds before collapsing her muscles pushing the air back down the tube. Oh god, noo!