Emilia's

“Jesus Christ, Asami, this is insane,” Emilia mumbled. “I can’t even see an inch in front of me, how can you even know where you’re going in here...”

The ocean of balloons were pressing against her without abandon. With her nose, her touch and her eyes bombarded with her fetish, it took no time at all for her mind to conjure scenario and fantasy of abusing, mistreating and destroying the toys in this room. Her delicate lips between her legs absolutely agreed, moistening up. Until she faintly remembered that she had to hold back. For five minutes, that is.

A double knock came at the door. “Emilia,” Asami called. “You’re not still resting against the door, are you?”

How could she know that... “I don’t even know where’s the middle of the room! Or if I can even reach it. How did you even do anything whatsoever in here?”

“Just... shove your way forward until you at least can’t feel the walls around you. No cheating, if you want this to be worth your time!”

“I’ll try!” she concluded. “Not like you have any way of knowing if I did,” she mumbled under her breath.

And thus, she began powering through, shoving her legs and her body forward against the massive wall of rubber orbs, parting them out of her sheer will alone. They screeched back at her from the **** she had to use to make those couple steps, and they swiftly occupied the room she left vacant behind her. In no time at all, other than the floor under her feet, she was surrounded by the big purple balloons, pressing all around her relentlessly.

*Booong!* A chime resonated in the whole room, signalling the first minute of five had already passed. Emilia had a moment to believe this would be a piece of cake before the room seemed to sway gently around her, very slightly throwing her off balance as the toys rippled for a short moment, before everything went still once again.

“What the...” She took a second to be confused before she **** her arms towards the nearest balloon in front of her, attempting to shove it away a few times. She then stood still, feeling the room around her, which laid completely still. “What the hell was that?” she mumbled.

As time went on, she began to doubt anything even happened. Maybe the intoxicating smell made her weak in the knee for a short moment. The room had a direct effect on her, after all. She could feel the swimsuit between her legs growing more damp from her own juice slowly leaking out over time.

*Booong!* Another minute passed. This time around, the balloons around Emilia seemed to shove themselves against her body, somehow squeezing tighter against her from everywhere.

She silently moaned at that while biting her lower lip, her body temperature rising as her heartbeat increased. There were no mistake this time around, something was happening. “Asami, did you come in?” she screamed. “You said you wouldn’t, don’t void your challenge, now!”

“I... I’m still outside, p-promise. Remember, trust me, and enjoy yourself!” This was muffled enough for Emilia to believe her. Though this felt very ominous. She tried shoving the balloons off of her, to give her some breathing room. Try as she might, she could barely move her arms around. Her attempts to twist around were also mostly voided. Did Asami had a way to inflate balloons from outside? No, this can’t be, she’d have heard a pump somewhere, or air rushing in, at least.

*Booong!* Emilia braced herself. If history repeated itself, something was bound to happen. She held still, holding her breath and listening attentively.

The orbs around her rustled once again, this time deliberately shoving against her back and forth like waves. “Hey, he-hey!”, she exclaimed, “Woah!” before she lost her balance backwards. Her butt indented the bouncy toy behind her, which she swore shoved itself forward further while rolling backwards. The balloons pressing on the front also pushed her back, and in no time, not even her feet were secured on the hard floor.

Now, everything and everywhere around her were balloons. She tried twisting around, but the hug was relentless and impossibly strong. All she managed to do was wobble in her balloon cocoon and rubbing her body against the snug stretched rubber. The pleasure began ramping up, and she had to **** herself to stop and stay still to not tip over the edge of pleasure. Even through that impossible scenario, her competitive nature overtook her senses and she laid still. She had absolutely no idea what was going on, she absolutely loved it, but she absolutely was NOT going to lose.

*Booong!* The effect was immediate this time. She felt herself lifted higher, the balloons above her shoved apart in her ascent for a very short moment. She was about to call Asami for help, before she remembered the conversation they just had. Things would get weird, and how she repeatedly asked to trust her. Right now, her emotion was a mix of confusion, fear, excitement and raw pleasure. Maybe she was dreaming, or being hypnotized, but what she knew right now was that this was the lewdest thing to ever happen to her. A looner dream come true!

A balloon shoved itself forcefully between her legs, pressing its swollen round body against her private part. Emilia couldn’t hold back the moan from its ministration, throwing her head back. It gently wobbled back and forth, sending electric bliss through her body. The two closest to her chest began moving, squeezing her breasts together with the same rhythm as the one messing between her legs.

Now she was panting, though the American knew she had to be close to the five minutes mark. She had no clue how much longer she actually had to last to win, but she did lose the “moaning” part of the challenge for sure. She tried to keep quiet, but they seemed to know exactly how to move to trigger her perfectly. As time went on, she could feel her body very slowly getting closer and closer to the point of no return.

*Booong!* Finally! She made it! Immediately, she felt all balloons around her tightly hug her sensually, forcing a loud, fresh moan out of her. She felt the one against her bum wobble and massage the flesh there as it emulated a pair of hands, the two against her breast modelling themselves around them as they forcefully squeezed the tender flesh. Her nipples were being pinched and pulled by the rubber.

“Holy ssshh--” She screamed in bliss louder when the balloon between her legs rotated and used its mouthpiece to deliver the finishing blow against her clit right through the swimsuit, moulding perfectly around the sensitive nub before vibrating, the rest of the balloon following suit against her drenched pussy lips. Emilia threw her head backward once more and screamed loudly as her body orgasmed powerfully. She never wanted it to end, her vagina exploding as wave after wave of love juice were expelled. The balloons didn’t relent, though, keeping their ministrations going while their victim was a twitching mess in their grasp. She kept releasing short, loud moans from her mouth out of reflex each time her swimsuit got messier.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, everything went still and Emilia could finally catch her breath. The balloons all around her finally moved away, giving her space to move freely. As far as her floating balloons she currently rested upon extended to, anyway. A look around confirmed she was indeed hovering right in the middle of the room, her body somehow suspended on top of a purple orb bigger than she was.

She had questions, and Asami would deliver. No matter that.