Aurélie is cramped in the glory box

When the Doctor had opened the lid to the box, Aurélie would never have imagined it could fit a human being. Once she was **** inside, she still had difficulty to figure it. Her lower legs barely fit in the width of the box so that her toes were crammed against the back wall while her knees were squeezed against the front corners. Her butt was slightly protruding out of the box, revealing her pierced vulva and her anus. She had no way to get it in because her back was arched backward so that her lower face was pressed hear the top-front edge while her breasts almost pushed out of the hole in front of the box, their large ugly rings inviting to **** them. Her arms were nearly free, only chained to her ankles by lengths of chain, but there was nothing she could usefully reach in that box. Her eyes were **** to stare at the wood. The least movement of her head tugged on her nose and lip rings, causing pain, while her mouth was kept wide open. This left her no chance to close her mouth even a little, making her feel very ****.

The position was straining and cramps did not take long to appear in her contorted muscles. Blinded, sweating inside the tight box, she was completely disoriented. She felt that she was being rolled around until she heard some music, laughs and obscene comments. She remember there was to be a party on the deck for the passengers and the off-duty crewmembers. She moaned in frustration while wondering if any of them would recognize her and help her to get out.