Matt looked slightly guilty as he pulled up outside the department store. He glanced at his watch. 6.10pm. More to the point, february 10. He was late. Very late. He parked his SUV in the loading bay and headed into the store. Reaching the lingerie section he looked around but couldn't see Lisa anywhere.
Not to worry, he figured she could not have gone fa. She was built up in her over the top barbie doll body, firm double e boobs, tiny waist and dressed in some ludicrously skimpy lingerie. Oh and she had been transformed into a mannequin for a new display in the store, displayed draped provocatively in an oversize cocktail glass. It had been a bit of a rush job, an old client, deciding none of his regular store dummies was outrageous enough for what they wanted. Lisa was a bit miffed, thinking she had a weekend off, but she was happy enough in end.
Admiitedly that was before he got called out of town before he could restore her. Or before she went missing. He wandered into the storeroom out back.
”Hey Mac. What you done with that new dummy I sourced you.”
”Hey Matt, was expecting you last week... I think it’s through there...”
Sure enough there in the corner by the steps to the basement was Lisa. She had lost her lingerie and was in a heap of six pieces but she was there. A few seconds later Matt had her head balanced on a work bench and clicked his fingers.
Lisa blinked and looked around a little,focusing on the rest of her still plasticised body laying on the floor in pieces, then smiled warmly.
”Hey you .”
”Hey. Sorry I am a little late. Let’s get you out of here “.
”Little ... ?Matt? Clothes?”
”I “.
”Just one time you could remember. Just one....”
“It’s ok, you won’t really need any ...”
”No change there then” Lisa mumbled . “ Another job already?”
The two chatted aimlessly walking back through the store. Lisa's head was balanced on the top of a heap of mannequin parts in a cardboard box. Moments later she was loaded into the back of the suv.
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Lisa stepped out of the rest room having finished perfecting her hair and make up. Matt grinned. She looked absolutely stunning wearing nothing but some insanely high heeled black pumps and a smile.
"Look ok ? " she smiled innocently, loving the reaction.
"Killer, literally. " Matt laughed.
"So whats the plan? "
"Nothing complicated, just a little decoration for the entrance hall for their kinky party night... " Matt nodded over to the entrance lobby of the club they were in.
"Aw mannequin again it was barely worht restoring me was it ? "
"No mannequin, you will be very much flesh and blood tonight,with the emphasis on the flesh...... dont worry."
"I think it's fair to say after all the things we have done together I am pretty much beyond worrying." It was true, Lisa prided herself on being unflappable. Even if she was shocked on the inside she approached everything with a smile and a sense of fun. She was sure she had what must be the strangest job on the planet and the most fun, most of the time anyway. So it was no surprise at all to be led by Matt towards the doorway of the club.
She was a little surprised by what she found. There was a square metal plate on the floor in the entrance lobby to one side of where customers would be queuing for entrance tickets. Sticking up from the centre of the plate was a pole, a little less than waist high. She was puzzled, it looked a little like a mannequin stand ?
"OK lets get you ready shall we ? "
Lisa stood by the plate, wondering what would happen next. The fact that she was just inside the front door was a little distracting. Staff were starting to arrive for the evening. Each time the door opened there was a chilly draft plus a reminder that she was partially visible to the outside world when it was open. That was a little scary. And a little exciting. Not for the first time she wondered what she was becoming, thrill seeker extraordinaire she guessed.
Matt began by locking a heavy metal cuff around each ankle. They were iron she guessed, rough finished and a bit rusty, not the usual shiny silver finish. Obviously a grunge sort of look was the order of the day. The next addition was an equally heavy metal yoke, a collar for her neck, with a bar projecting out each side ending in a wrist cuff. Once secure with three oversize padlocks Lisa's hands were trapped out past her shoulders. It was a snug fit and the weight was substantial.
Matt continued without explanation as usual. He held up a red ball gag which Lisa accepted immediately, opening wide with a smile. She was getting helpless and excited. Matt placed a wooden block either side of the pole on the metal plate. Then he picked up what Lisa figured was to be the main event. She moaned and her eyes revealed a flicker of apprehension. Matt was attaching a fitting to the pole. It bolted into place and its nature was unmistakable. A pair of dildos sticking up, large ones at that. in front of them a ball ended vibrator on an adjustable arm.
Lisa was still wondering if Matt could be serious as he led her to the contraption and helped her step up onto the blocks. Standing a little precariously in her heels he guided her gently until the two invaders were aligned properly.
"Squat a little lets check everything lines up"
Lisa complied without question bending her knees a little and making another little moan as the tips of the rubber tormentors slipped inside her. Matt helped her balance as he kicked each block away in turn. Once she was stood at floor level each of her holes was filled fully. Any more would be painful. Smiling innocently as usual Matt adjusted the positioning of the vibrating ball infront of her till it pressed lightly on her clit then tightened the arm securely and plugged in, leaving it off for now.
"Now the fun thing is that even though there is nothing bar that one bar holding you, you probably cant escape .... "
Lisa wriggled and moaned a little. He was right, damn him. She couldn't stand on tip toes or anything to lift herself as she was already wearing such high heels. And taking the heels off would lower her way too much which would hurt. A lot. As her weight was on the plate the pole was secured to she couldn't tip or rock it. He was right she was stuck.
"Just a few finishing touches"
Matt locked a short chain on each ankle cuff then to the plate, to prevent any outside helper lifting Lisa off the contraption. Next he produced a nipple clamps. Lisa moaned again. He carefully rubbed each nipple in turn before letting the metal jaws bite, testing they were secure before clipping a heavy chain between them. Finally he sprayed his trapped assistant's amazing body with a mix of oil and water giving her a slick sheen with water drops beading all over her.
"Comfortable ? " Matt asked laughing .
"Mpphhh mmmmnot...!"
Matt turned on the power to the vibrator . Lisa moaned again as it began a very gentle buzz. She wriggled her hips a little to try and make more contact, which made the dildos rub her insides in all sorts of ways. It also swung the chain, causing even more tugging on her throbbing nipples.
"Excellent. I think you are ready.."
"Mmmmph???"
"Nothing complicated. There's some band playing tonight and they are fans. So they wanted you to greet their audience so to speak... "
Lisa's eyes widened and she couldn't help but squirm.
"... to liven things up, every time they sell a ticket you will get a bit more buzz..."
Right on cue the vibrator pressing against Lisa's clit sprang into life much more strongly, sending waves of pleasure through her that almost made her loose her balance.
".. the same will happen if anyone steps on the plate, to come say hi or cop a feel perhaps. Once everyone is in for the gig then the staff will flip the switch so you get a buzz in time to the music! There's a couple of cameras on you so your gyrations will be on the big screen behind the band."
Lisa gasped around the gag, mind reeling. How ever many people did this place hold ? How long was the gig ? Her legs were shaking already.
Matt popped all the keys to her bondage into an envelope which he handed to the shy blonde in the ticket office for "safe keeping". Lisa could't he;lp wondering what the staff thought of her, if they judged her. They must wander what sane person would agree to such a predicament. Before she could think about it any deeper the first customers arrived. Sure enough each ticket sale gave her a concentrated jolt between the legs. The writhing this kicked off just added to the situation, the stimulation. By the time the first few dozen people had arrived she had already had an orgasm. The first of many she expected. Matt's magic had given her extra stamina which meant that her legs would last the duration and that she would be able to cum and cum, whether she wanted to or not. Otherwise it was all her.
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Lisa wobbled some more. The band had played its last encore and the crowd had filed out. They had been a lot braver about touching and groping on the way out which more than made up for the lack of buzzing from ticket sales. She had long since lost count of how many orgasms she had had, from the shattering to the unwelcome. Possibly hundreds thanks to Matt's magical adjustments. Her legs were on fire even though she knew they would not let her down. She looked around anxiously for Matt, or perhaps the girl with the keys. She took a big deep breath out around the gag when she saw two staff approach. Free at last. She did not expect them to lift her and the plate onto a trolley, then cover her with a sheet.
"MMPPPHHH!!!"
"What did you think to the band ? "
"Rubbish, cant believe tomorrow is sold out too"
"MMMpphhhhNNooMMPPHH"