Mark and Chloe

‘Rise and shine, Chloe and Mark,’ The coarse voice of the ugly ventriloquist’s dummy on the TV screen said, seeming to laugh at them.

Chloe felt a cold breeze over her skin, knowing as she woke that she was somehow naked, and outside. Groggily opening her eyes she looked around, first at the screen on the floor in front of her, showing some sort of puppet, it’s wooden mouth moving up and down as the voice said her name. Her hips were pressed against the top of what looked like a low goal post of black metal, her ankles and wrists strapped to the uprights. Bent over at the waist she could see her own large breasts dangling in front of her face, and looking between her legs she could see a pair of naked legs clearly belonging to a man. The sight of her triangle of pubic hair confirmed that she was naked, and while her skin was cold from the breeze, this was nothing to the intense cold wetness between her bum cheeks. Pulling at her restraints, Chloe was unable to move from her bent over position, but flicking her head to clear her blonde hair from her eyes she was somewhat relieved to look back over her shoulder to see her friend Mark standing behind her.

Mark licked his lips as if to clear a bad taste from his mouth, then was slowly able to focus on his surroundings. He was standing upright, held by the upper arms to some kind of frame in the middle of an empty car park. It was early evening, and there was a large barrier with a sign which his blurred eyes couldn’t read. Directly in front of him stood a naked figure - the curves of the hips and waist, the blonde hair falling over the face told him that this was girl, bent over with her ass and pussy presented to him.

Mark’s dick was hard. Quite painfully hard, and just millimetres away from this girl’s holes. A tight metal ring sat around the base of his shaft with thin wires taped to his hip as they twisted around behind him. The naked girl began to stir, and her bottom jiggled as she seemed to be trying to move from her bent over position, but she couldn’t. Then she flicked her hair away from her face, turning to look over her shoulder at him. Mark felt a mixture of relief and shame as he looked into the blue eyes of Chloe, one of his best friends.

‘I want to play a game.’ Mark and Chloe both looked to the monitor, and the talking wooden puppet. ‘This game is a test of friendship, and the rules are simple. In approximately 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 see you.’

Mark and Chloe both gulped simultaneously. Mark instinctively looked behind him, confirming that there was a sporting arena behind him across the car park.

‘Mark, your penis will be fully erect for some time unless you are able to climax. The metal ring around the base of your penis contains a switch which will only release when your penis is soft. Until this switch is released a small electric shock will be administered to you every few seconds. The shock will be harmless, but nonetheless painful. If you can ejaculate and lose your erection, you are the winner. Chloe, if Mark does not ejaculate and therefore does not release the switch in the metal ring, you are the winner. In fifteen minutes, one of you will be released from your bonds. Which one of you is released will depend on who wins the game.’

Mark looked down at Chloe’s bottom, and at his hard cock pointing directly at her. He noticed that there was shiny, clear jelly smeared between her cheeks, and despite the situation, seeing his friend bent over, legs apart and her pussy and ass so close did nothing to relieve his painful erection.

The dummy’s grotesque face moved again. ‘Farewell, Mark and Chloe,’ it said. ‘Enjoy your game!’