‘During the Halloween season, we advise extreme caution. There have been multiple reports of supernatural entities targeting victim based on their costume choices.’
Alicia wished she’d heeded the warnings. Instead, she ignored them, heading to the Halloween costume party dressed as a superheroine. On her way back from the party, she had lost consciousness and awoke to find herself trapped in the clutches of the VibroVolt gang as they had introduced themselves. They ignored her no matter how much she told them she had no idea who they were and that she had only been attending a costume party.
All they told her was that they would wreak havoc upon the city and intended to send a message to any other heroes that dared try to cross them. Before Alicia could question her captors or even contemplate whether she was merely trapped in some crazed fever dream, their hands made her gasp.
Everywhere the gang touched felt like a sizzle of electricity ran through her body. She couldn’t do anything to shield herself as she remained restrained while standing, her arms outstretched and cuffed in place. Instead of it feeling like voltage was sizzling against her body as they touched her, it was instead like pure, raw pleasure zapped against her. Any time she tried to say a word, the feeling of being jolted by pleasure took her breath away. She couldn’t quite comprehend what she was being put through. It was like their hands were imbued with currents of sensation; even over her outfit, it seemed like their contact made her skin vibrate.
Alicia knew she needed to get away, but she couldn’t do anything to help herself or prevent this gang of villains from doing what they wanted with her. As they stripped her, Alicia’s heart was racing as she panted. Regardless of the terror of being trapped so randomly in this situation and not knowing when or if these villains would let her go, her body had already been encased with complete and utter need. The volts of ecstasy seemed to sizzle continuously throughout her body, filling her with a warmth that spread to a flaming bed of longing.
Just having them grope her chest brought her to heights of arousal that she could never have imagined feeling from just her upper body being played with. She couldn’t understand how this was possible, yet no matter how much she told them that she was just a regular human woman, the villains continued to torment her body with pleasure. Breathing heavily, having just repeated that they had the wrong person, that she was just a normal girl, trying to get them to let her go, they suddenly pinched her nipples.
Having the voltage of pure pleasure jolt through her nipples made Alicia arch her back, overwhelmed by what she was feeling. To her astonishment, panting in delight and confusion, she came. She had never climaxed from her nipples before; the instantaneous shock of pleasure made her scream out. Her skin tingled and her entire body stiffened up as if actual electricity were surging through her. The pleasure she felt was caused by her nipples being stimulated, yet the orgasm itself felt as if it spread out from her clitoris. There was a flow of energy between her nipples and clitoris that had never been connected in such a way before.
Alicia’s hands and toes clenched tightly as the attention to her chest did not cease even after they made her come. Repeatedly, the VibroVolt gang fondled her chest and pinched her nipples, tweaking them and occasionally sucking on them, which constantly made Alicia scream out in orgasm. Her body couldn’t seem to comprehend what was being done to it. She wasn’t tired or physically exerted, yet she felt so exhausted from the orgasms that were being drawn out of her by their wicked abilities. Each time they gave her a hard pinch and tweaked her stiffened and oversensitive nipples, she felt suddenly renewed with energy and recharged, ready to instantly come again as if it were the first time. It meant she was trapped in a hellish cycle.
As they finally stopped and stripped her entirely, Alicia was terrified of how their ability would feel against her pussy. She knew she was trapped, yet still fought hard to pull away from her bondage and begged for them to let her go home, that she’d already had enough. She breathed rapidly, watching their hands suddenly glow and sizzle with the powerful electric currents of pleasure coursing through them, ready to apply it directly against her most sensitive area. She frantically screamed out for them not to do this, that she wouldn’t be able to take it. They ignored her. Even as she cried out to them that she was not a hero or out to stop them, they merely laughed and said that they would send a message to all of the other heroes out there.
Finally, they pressed their hands between her legs. Alicia came instantly, exploding with an orgasm that made her nearly black out right away. It was a bomb of pleasure that didn’t build up or peter out; it simply hit with full force and never dulled. Her clitoris felt as if it were trapped in a vice of vibrations and electricity. She came non-stop, over and over, the orgasms piling on top of one another without fizzling out or dampening in any way.
Each climax was precisely as powerful as the first. Because there was no friction, no rubbing or thrusting, there was no overstimulation to her skin, no dulling of the pleasure or desensitisation. Her body felt like a nerve ending being zapped.
Her pussy was constantly convulsing as if trying to make sense of the stimulation, even when the gang stopped occasionally. They had to stop for a few seconds at a time to let Alicia breathe. The intensity of the constant orgasms meant that she could barely draw breath after screaming her lungs out. She didn’t have time to plead with them to stop before they forced her to come in the same way again. Her clitoris constantly felt like it was vibrating with pleasure, constantly humming. Not just the tip but the entirety of her sexual organ was being caressed with electric bliss. It was a stronghold of euphoria that threatened to tear Alicia’s very soul apart.
The countless times Alicia passed out, she was shocked back awake by the surge of pleasure pinched to her nipples and clitoris directly.
She was forced to orgasm so much that she wondered if it would be the death of her. She prayed to suddenly wake up from this nightmare or to maybe even have the gang realise she had only been wearing a costume and wasn’t the one they wanted. Anything for it to stop. Anything for a respite from the toe-curling, muscle-seizing, mind-melting orgasms that was tortured with.
The warnings about entities targeting victims based on their costumes had turned Alicia on when she first heard about it. She’d even played out little fantasies in her mind based on what she would wear. Never did she picture it being this cruel.
“Don’t let us down, superhero. It’s only been an hour. We know a heroine like yourself can take so much more. We’re going to spend the whole night with you.”
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