A Call for Help

As Emily squirmed on the ottoman, the other girls grouped together on the other side of the room, deep in conference. After a moment Vanessa and Susan left the room and Emily, still slowly rocking her hips to move her privates against the surface of her seat, became distantly aware of somebody talking loudly. She desperately wanted to move her hands to her breasts, to press against her nipples to increase the effect of the vibrations. Of course she couldn’t, with her wrists cuffed at her back so she just sat, moving slightly and enjoying the warm feeling of arousal flowing throughout her.

‘Emily,’ she thought and seemed to hear at the same time, ‘are you okay?’ Am I okay, she wondered? Oh yes, I’m more than okay. This feels great, she thought. Amazing. But what is this, what could be causing this feeling? Suddenly she remembered the plastic pads in Sophie’s panties and bra – could it be that these pads were somehow vibrating against her?

‘Emily!’ Melody was now standing in front of her, smiling broadly. ‘Are you okay?’

Emily looked up, confused that Melody was somehow speaking her own thoughts. Or perhaps it was the other way around?

‘Sorry?’ she asked, feeling a chill as a draught of air cooled the sheen of sweat forming on her face and chest.

‘Emily, look,’ continued Melody, ‘Sophie doesn’t have a key for those handcuffs.’ Emily didn’t really seem to register what this meant. ‘But it’s okay, my friend Carl replied and he is sure he can unlock them. We just have to go and meet him at his work.’

Emily looked around Melody, noticing that Sophie was no longer in the room. ‘Melody,’ she whispered, ‘this underwear… I think there is something unusual going on.’

‘What do you mean?’ asked the goth, innocently.

Emily looked around the room conspiratorially: a pantomime villain about to reveal the big plan. ‘These knickers and this bra – I think they are vibrating!’ she hissed urgently. ‘They are making me feel all funny.’

Melody laughed loudly, causing Emily to look around in case one of the other girls returned at the noise. ‘Vibrating panties?’ Melody held her tummy as she laughed. ‘Whoever heard of such a thing? You’re funny, Emily!’

‘No, wait, it’s true!’ replied Emily, still squirming but trying to keep the fact hidden. She stood unsteadily, leaning toward Melody. ‘Look, put your hand between my legs, you’ll feel it.’

Melody smiled again, controlling her laughter. ‘Look, Emily, we’ve only just met. But I happen to know that Vanessa would be more than happy to check for you if you like? She’s taken quite a shine to you.’

Before Emily could reply Melody held up a finger: wait. ‘It’s Carl,’ she said, looking at her phone, then moved to the doorway. As she tapped on the screen Susan and Sophie returned, having both changed their clothes. Sophie was now wearing baggy tan shorts and a black t-shirt, Susan sporting a blue summer dress with a print of sunflowers on it. Sophie called for Vanessa who ran down the stairs breathlessly, still wearing the black jeans and white shirt from before.

Sophie addressed the room. ‘Susan will drive, as she hasn’t drunk much. We’ll go and find Carl, then Emily, we’ll take you home. Okay?’

Everybody nodded in agreement except Vanessa, who stared intently at Emily. Emily, for her part, was distracted by the fact that suddenly the vibrations in her panties and bra had stopped. She couldn’t understand this at all, and she missed the sensation in spite of how embarrassing it had been. She squeezed her thighs together and tensed her pectoral muscles, trying somehow to bring the feeling back. But slowly, agonisingly, she felt the warm arousal drift away, replaced by a longing to feel those good vibrations again.

In something of a daze Emily allowed herself to be guided out of Sophie’s house and into a car, then Susan leaned across her to fasten her seatbelt. Vanessa slid into the back seat next to her, Sophie on the far side. Susan climbed into the driving seat as Melody took shotgun, still playing with her phone.

Vanessa looked reassuringly at Emily and squeezed her thigh. ‘Don’t worry, Emily,’ she purred, ‘we’ll get you out of those cuffs and then I’ll look after you.’

At that moment the vibrations returned, but much stronger than before. Emily cried out in shock, her mouth and eyes wide.

‘No, please don’t worry,’ soothed Vanessa, stroking Emily’s thigh. ‘It’s going to be fine.’

The vibrations subsided, returning to a low level as the car engine rumbled into life. Whatever is going on here with these weird vibrations in her underwear, there was one thing she knew. Somehow, she had to get out of these clothes.