Self Violation

Vanessa was like a spectator in her own body and she was made to run. Yet, every sensation that her body experienced, she felt. When her breasts bounced up and hit her in the face, she felt the impact and the pain, despite her body barely reacting. She watched in horror as she saw the pervert looking at what he could make her do next. That was when Vanessa suddenly stopped running. She thought they were just going to make her jump, but instead Vanessa felt her arms move up and her hands grabbed her boobs. This shocked Vanessa as her hands began to roughly squeeze her breasts. The hands methodically squeezed and massaged Vanessa’s massive tits. It was hard to believe, but Vanessa was getting molested by her own hands. In her mind she begged for it to stop but her hands continued. After a few minutes of the rough groping, the hands began to tease her sensitive nipples. Her nipples grew stiff thanks to the teasing and her hands moved on to pinching and pulling on her nipples. This caused Vanessa to feel much pain, but that was not the only feeling bombarding her. She would never admit it, but this felt very good as well. While Vanessa still hated what was happening, begging internally for it to stop, the pleasure was beginning to mix with the pain. Vanessa had always had very sensitive nipples, but she had gotten used to hiding any unintentionally pleasure they caused. However, without her in control, her body had begun to react naturally to the teasing. Vanessa could feel her breathing getting deeper and her face getting hot. Vanessa begged for her body to resist but she had no control. This was a new experience for Vanessa’s body as she had never intentionally pleasured herself. Thanks to this, even the relatively mild teasing she was enduring was giving her much pleasure. Still, her mind was still her own and was fending off the pleasure. After what felt like half an hour Vanessa felt her right hand begin to move away from her boobs. Vanessa was using all her willpower to defend her mind that she didn’t notice what her hand was doing until she felt a wet feeling on her fingers. The shocked Vanessa’s mind so much that the pleasure from before began to fade. Vanessa’s mind begged and pleaded to not let this happen. She hated the idea of touching herself and now her body was going to do it in front of what had become nearly 50 spectators. Yet, Vanessa’s silent pleading did nothing to stop her fingers from rubbing against her wet slit. All she could do was steel her mind for the bombardment she was about to endure. The movements started slow, with her hand only gently rubbing her crotch. Her breathing became even deeper as she felt her hand begin to speed up. She had even begun to drool slightly as her mouth hung open. All the while Vanessa’s left hand continued to **** her breast.

Vanessa’s mind was beginning to break. If she was in control at the moment, she would be a sobbing mess. Internally she was screaming and begging for this to stop. Yet her body did not react to anything but the pleasure. She had been reduced to nothing more than her body, and she was **** to endure everything. At this point Vanessa had completely lost track of time. The combination of the pleasure her body was experiencing and the mental breakdown she was having internally, time no longer mattered. Vanessa was shaken from her breakdown when her body began to move again. This time it sunk down to the floor, sitting down with her legs spread facing the crowd. That was when her fingers started to adventure more. Vanessa could do nothing but watch as her fingers moved and began to press into her virgin hole. Vanessa begged one last time for everything to stop. She had been using all her willpower to not give in completely but now she was being **** to watch her own fingers press in past the lips of her pussy. She was being **** to **** herself, and in one swift action two fingers **** their way deep inside her wet pussy. The pain was immense, but it was drowned by the greater pleasure. Vanessa felt her inside getting stretched and this broke her. Her mind was flooded with intense pleasure that she was unable to resist. Her body and mind synced up as she began to let out high pitch moans. Every thrust of the fingers deep inside her caused her to let out a moan. Her mind had gone blank of all resistance and was only focused on pleasure. She was getting **** by her own fingers, and she loved it. The fingers maintained a steady speed, causing pleasure to build and build. Even in her broken state, Vanessa knew something wasn’t right. The pleasure kept building up but she wasn’t getting the sweet release she desired. The accursed machine was stopping her. Vanessa was so lost in the desire to cum that she didn’t realize the pervert had released control of her body. The internal begging became external has in between moans Vanessa shouted out “Let me cum! Let me cum!” The begging continued as Vanessa began to finger herself faster and faster. The pleasure was so overwhelming her pleading soon became inaudible moaning and mumbling. Her fingers were relentless, pounding deep inside her hole searching for an orgasm that refused to come. Vanessa was in complete control but all she wanted was to cum. The pervert let Vanessa continue to pleasure herself for hours but not letting her get what she wanted. Then, at the press of a button Vanessa felt the most intense orgasm ever overtake her. Her body shook violently as her fingers still pounded away at her pussy. Vanessa screamed so loud that the entire mall echoed with the sound of her orgasm. This went on for minutes as the orgasm continued to rack her body relentlessly. By the time the orgasm began to fade Vanessa was nothing more than a slobbering mess on the bottom of the display. Her body was completely limp and her mind was completely gone. Her pussy was still dripping as her fingers remained deep inside her body. This is where Vanessa would remain as the store closed. The clerk waited hours and hours for Vanessa to begin to recover. Yet, Vanessa was still so far gone and completely helpless.