Chloe and Emma

Chloe woke first, hearing the distant sound of a grating, distorted voice. She last remembered fishing for her car keys in her bag, and now as her eyes opened she realised she was standing in a large empty car park. She felt cold, and her mind tried to comprehend everything at once.

First, she was naked. Naked, standing upright in a car park who knew where, with her upper arms strapped tight to a rigid bar behind her.

Second, there was another girl, also naked, bent over a black metal frame right in front of her. This girl had her legs spread, strapped to the frame at the ankles, and her head hung low between her shoulders so that Chloe couldn’t see who it was. Whoever it was, she was slightly wider around the hips than Chloe, with quite a big bottom tapering to a slim waist. Two clips were attached to Chloe’s nipples, and thin wires from these clips snaked down to a black belt wrapped around her hips. Attached to this belt was a large dildo, with the tip resting between the other girl’s buttocks. Drawing her hips back, Chloe saw that a clear jelly was smeared between the girl’s cheeks and a blob of it made the head of the plastic cock shine.

‘I want to play a game.’ Chloe looked over the other girl’s bare shoulders at a video monitor showing an image of some straggly ventriloquist’s dummy with dead, glassy eyes.

As the dummy spoke, Chloe heard a moan coming from the girl bent over in front of her.

‘Hey,’ Chloe called out, ‘are you okay?’

The girl cried out and tried to struggle against her bonds. As her bottom jiggled with the movement it brushed against Chloe’s rubber phallus.

‘What the fuck is this?’ shouted the girl, clearly panicked. She lifted her head and looked back over her shoulder, and Chloe realised through the matted blonde hair half covering the round face that it was Emma, her best friend. ‘What’s that pressing against my arse?’

‘Emma, shit!’ hissed Chloe. ‘Don’t panic. I don’t know what this is, but we’ll work it out. Be quiet for a second.’ Chloe realised that the dummy was still speaking, but she had missed some of the words.

‘…twenty minutes, a large number of people will arrive by coach for practise at the sports ground behind you. You both need to find a way to escape before they discover you. Chloe, your strap-on has a switch at the base of the dildo, and you need to press and release this switch a certain number of times in order to shut off the device which will soon begin to deliver a small electric shock to your nipples.’ Chloe looked at the two clips, and the wires attached to the belt. ‘The shocks are not dangerous, but they will hurt. As you can’t use your hands to press the switch, you’ll have to find some other way to do it.’

Chloe looked at the big dildo, with the shining tip resting between Emma’s spread buttocks.

‘If you can press the switch enough times to stop the shocks to your nipples, you will be the winner.’

Chloe decided that whatever happened, she certainly wasn’t going to be pushing this fake shaft inside her friend. She would be able to withstand these electric shocks.

‘Emma, if Chloe does not for any reason stop the electric shocks, you will be the winner. In fifteen minutes, one of you will be released. Which one of you is released depends on who is the winner. Farewell Chloe and Emma. Enjoy your game.’

With that, the screen went blank, then the dummy’s face was replaced by a single, red number on a white background: zero.