Elevator/Ride

As the doors opened and Samantha looked inside she knew that with four people in it the elevator wouldn’t feel anywhere near large. As they began to enter Samantha tried to hold Tiffany’s hand and and hold her back but Tiffany was much stronger and dragged her in only elevating her arousal as she felt more exposed and anxious. The man’s stares seemed to be going up and down her body while the woman stared intently at her undersized chest. The only blessing was that no one was talking about it, but like every time she was thankful for anything on this vacation it soon came to end.

“How’s your vacation going? As good as hers?” Asked Tiffany to the couple.

Samantha cursed internally as Tiffany had to draw attention to how turned on she was. Her anxiety was beginning to take over again and she tried to think about anything else. The problem with that strategy became apparent shortly thereafter as she realized everything was awful. Even Samantha’s barefeet against the tiled elevator was another reminder of how she didn’t get almost any of the luxuries of being a person; It seemed like that only made sense if she wasn’t one. As her mind drifted further and further due to her unrelenting stimulation she could barely remember the Samantha that existed this morning.

The woman ignored Tiffany, but apparently couldn’t stand her middle aged husband staring at a young woman’s chest any more as she finally addressed Samantha directly.

“You understand that a nude beach doesn’t mean a nude resort?”

Samantha felt her heart begin to beat faster and faster. She started to back up as she felt overly intimidated but there was no where to go. Each step **** the dildos in or out and her knees felt like they were going to give out. As she hit the back wall of the elevator she was **** to push her self back off the wall. She ended rocking on her feet causing the dildos to shift inside her and she bit her lip to stop herself from moaning.

The woman looked on incredulously as her husband adjusted his crotch. Samantha felt her anus contract around one dildo and her vagina contract around the other. She wanted to fight it, but it was the only thing that felt good about her life currently. All of the gaslighting she had experienced had her feeling less and less like a person and therefore missing the dignity a person might have. She tried to see it as a strength and decided to give in. Trying to hold the overwhelming stress she had been experiencing at bay, she pushed her feet forward and rocked forward again and then rocked back on her heels forcing the dildos to move in and out like pistons. She closed her eyes and moaned.

“Samantha?” Asked Tiffany.

Tiffany didn’t know what do, she wanted Samantha to embrace her humanity for her entertainment until she brought her down more and more and now she was trying to cum without any of her prompting.

Samantha ignored her sister. The only thing good left in her life was cumming and she felt like she might as well devote her life to it. She just continued to rock back and forth.

“Excuse me, did you hear what I said?” Repeated the woman who couldn’t believe what she was seeing.

“She doesn’t need a top!” Said Tiffany not sure if she wanted to encourage Samantha but needed to shut this woman up before this escalated.

“Why not?”

Tiffany reached up and tweaked Samantha’s nipple causing another louder moan.

“She’s got no tits, obviously.”

Samantha tried to zone out her sister’s comment by just rocking harder. the woman got closer to Samantha and Samantha just continued to rock on her feet and moan. She decided Tiffany’s most recent violation felt good and reached up and started tweaking her own nipples. The husband looked on in shock as the woman raised a hand like she was going to smack Samantha forcing Tiffany to come between them.

“We’ll take the stairs.” Tiffany frantically pressed the button to stop the elevator. a fight would lead to the authorities coming and then she might be exposed her all that she had done.

Before the woman could give chase she was distracted. Her husband was sporting an obvious erection, though not an impressive one, and she looked down to see it.

“Howard!” She yelped as Tiffany grabbed Samantha and yanked her out the door as soon as it opened.

Samantha moaned loudly she was **** to extend her legs to keep pace with her sister and the phalluses dug deeper. As soon as they stopped moving she ignored everything around her as she kept rocking on her feet and playing with her nipples. Tiffany held her breath as the door closed and she watched the number above the elevator show the next floor down and figured they were on their own again. Tiffany turned to Samantha to see her doing nothing except play with herself and wondered if should just let it happen or take it as opportunity to punish and humiliate her sister.