Alicia was hooked, and she knew it. It all started when she had found her mom's vibrator. She would steal it when she was alone hand give her self quick pleasures. Over time she would hold off longer and longer before her mother came home, until she was rushing to restore the vibrator to it's hiding place in her mother's bath room. When she masturbated she had weird thoughts. She began to wonder what it would feel like for some one to use and abuse her, to give her no rest and force her to cum.

Alicia had a great looking face with very beautiful blue eyes that could melt your heart at a glance. She had nice round C cup breasts that stood out without a bra. Her nipples were always perky as if she was always aroused.

One weekend her mother had to go away for a business trip and she was left alone. She had no brothers or sisters, and her father had died in a car accident when she was two years old.

After a particularly good orgasm the morning her mother left, she had a plan. Alicia wanted to bind herself as though she was held prisoner in a desert while being forced to cum and stew in her own juices. Just thinking about it made her want to have another go with the vibrator, however, she wanted more to live out this scenario.

She began to prepare for her ordeal during the day. First she dressed without bra or panties and went to the local hardware store to buy some rope, a few lengths of chain and padlocks. She returned home and laid the items on her bed along with some clothespins, duct tape, a gallon of water, a tarp, a combination lock, a pair of used panties, her sluttiest set of panties and bra, along with the keys to the padlocks. Before beginning she turned the heater to maximum.

She stripped, and then grabbed the vibrator from her mother's room and replaced the batteries. She was already dripping and did not want to mess up her whole plan. She returned to her room and drank the gallon of water then emptied her bladder into the left over jug, into which she dumped her used panties. She then tied a length of rope to each of the legs of the bed by the feet. Then attached lengths of chain to the top of one corner with the padlocks and formed two loops that she would then lock onto her wrists to restrain her arms away from her body unable to touch herself or stop anything.

One loop would be secured by a combination lock that she knew well. This would mean that when light enough she could free herself.

With her binding in position she laid the tarp out on the bed so that she would not ruin her sheets, and so that any juice she did expel she would have to live in until she was free. With a deep breath she began to dress for this event. First she put a clothespin on each of her nipples. After that she put on her bra, which was a beautiful red lacey thing from Victoria Secret that her boyfriend had bought for her, her mother still thought she had bought it her self. She danced a little from the pain and abruptly stopped as she aggravated her clamped nipples more.

She then realized she would have much more fun if she was filled in both orifices. She quickly ran into the bath room and found just what she was looking for, a bottle of bubble bath she had that was pointed on one end then widened out then narrowed down by the cap. "Perfect!" she exclaimed. "Now how to get it up there?"

Alicia did not have any sort of lubricant and was out of lotion all over the house. She noticed the toothpaste however and decided it would probably work.

Alicia returned to her room with the bottle and a tube of toothpaste and began again to prepare. She laid her vibrator which she knew she would not need lubed on the bed and pulled on her matching red lace panties. Her panties were soon drenched in her pre-orgamsic fluid. She knew that all she had left to do was to gag her self so that she could not chicken out and then insert her toys and quickly bind herself. She hesitantly reached into the jug and grabbed her used and now urine soaked panties. She then took a piece of duct tape and readied herself.

With great distaste she put the panties into her mouth and then layered three strips of duct tape over her mouth. Alicia then grimaced and attempted to speak but all that came out was a very quiet "mmmmph". She was disgusted in her self but knew that her vision was ruined if she were not gagged in such a way.

Now came the fun part. She layed on her bed and tied her legs to the corners. Then lubed the bubble bath bottle with the toothpaste and got ready for the push.

She first locked one hand in a loop and inserted the vibrator. She opened the blinds next to her bed, she was hidden below the sill on the bed.

She then picked up the bottle destined for her anus. She hesitated knowing she was in for at least 8 hours of this before she was free.

Without a second thought she plunged the bottle into her anus, which hurt a little but not much seeing as it was not very large. She quickly turned the vibrator to max and locked her land into the loop.

The click from the lock seemed impossibly loud. Right after she clicked the lock in she came, hard. Once off her high peek of joy she noticed her anus was burning.

The toothpaste must be doing something! She realized. Suddenly she began to cry out with the sharp pain coming from her rear. The toothpaste was burning her anus with a fury. Alicia could swear that someone walking by could hear her or even a neighbor. But no one came to her aid. After what seemed like hours the pain went away and she began to notice the vibrator again. Slowly she began to get wet again. The pleasure began to build and build and build until finally she had an earth shaking orgasm that left her gasping through her nose. The sweat from her body and the juices from between her legs was beginning to pool up under her because of the tarp. By her third orgasm there was a pool that was up to her shoulders and down to her rear.

The heat in the house was intense, and if she closed her eyes she could imagine she was being tortured as such by some foreign Arabian prince for his pleasure.

However by her fifth orgasm she was more then spent, she was done. Alicia tried to open the lock but the wane moon light was not enough to see by, and the keys were only reachable if her hand was free. She began to struggle and shake at her bonds but got no where.

With another orgasm building she began to cry. Alicia could see her clock and knew she had at least another 4 hours until release. She did not know how much more she could take of this. All she had was the fact that at least she could not die from this and that she was in no real danger from any Arabian prince.

Still she was not at ease. This sixth orgasm broke over her with force despite being worn out. Now all she could do was wait for it to end.

Unfortunately for Alicia sleep was out of the question. Every time she would try to doze another orgasm would build. Despite being pleasureful she wanted them to end.

She was worn out and thought she would go crazy.


SIX HOURS LATER

She knew she had dozed at some point. But could not remember when. She looked at her clock and froze.

It was flashing 7:52 as though the power had been reset. She then realized that the vibrator was not working any more. Probably because of dead batteries she realized.

Then she noticed that it was still dark. If she had last seen the clock working at 3:30 befor she slept then she knew she was in trouble.

That meant it was about 11:30, her boy friend was picking her up at around 1 for some time together before her mom got home around 11 that night.

What had happened was a storm had blown violently in and covered the sky with dark clouds that let little light through and lighting had knocked out the power temporarily.

She tried to see the lock but could not see anything other then that flashing clock. Suddenly the phone began to ring, it rang until the machine picked up.

"Hey Alicia it's Jason just calling to make sure we were still on cause you aren't answering your texts, by the way it is 12:30, if you don't tell me other wise I will be over at 1 to pick you up, and wake you up if you aren't already! She you soon baby! Love you! Bye!"

This message sent Alicia into shock. It was 12:30, it was not light enough to free her self and her boy friend knew he had to wake her up if she didn't answer the phone.

The worst part is he had a key as well!

These thoughts began to spiral through her head. Suddenly her computer screen on her desk lit up with a chat box from Jason.

The computer must have restarted! She was saved! With the bright light illuminating her room she was able to undo the combination and free her self completely.

The pool of juices on her bed was startling but she knew it was a great ordeal and would gladly do it again. She quickly stripped off her battered bra and panties which were covered in the juices. As she stepped out of her panties the vibrator fell out of her pussy. Then she took the tape from her mouth and spat the used panties onto the floor.

After that she removed the bath wash from her anus and the clothes pins from her nipples. The blood rushing into the little tips hurt but also felt good. She quickly rescheduled her meeting with Jason for later in the day and began to clean up her room.

Alicia was intrigued by the juices on her bed. She wondered what she tasted like. She quickly replaced the batteries in the vibrator and redawned her red panties pretending again she was being forced to do it. With the vibrator again on full she began to eat her own juice and sweat to replenish her body. As she finished she had another orgasm and licked this from her fingers as she scooped it up the vibartor came out again. She decided not to waste the juices and so sucked the vibrator into her mouth and sucked it clean.

Seeing the bath wash she decided to taste her rear as well. She cleaned this bottle with her tongue. The taste was a mix of spoiled food, and a hint of toothpaste.

The tarp was returned to the garage and all the items used to bind herself put under her bed. She threw her panties and bra into the wash and climbed into her shower to get ready for her date.

Alicia could not stop thinking of her ordeal. She knew she would have to do something again soon, maybe something more daring, no, defiantly something more daring.

After her shower she smiled at her self in the mirror, picked the used panties still soaked in her own urine, put them on, and then got dressed for her date.