Wrapped & Shipped

Your eyelids fluttered open, but the darkness was absolute. You tried to lift your head, but the effort was too much, and you fell back, exhausted. Your arms were pinned to your sides, and your legs were completely wrapped in soft and flexible material that was unyielding. As your senses slowly returned, You tried to shift your position, but the flexible material holding you in place wouldn't budge. Panic set in as you realized that something was inserted into your pussy and ass, the sensation of it becoming more pronounced with each passing moment..

"You're not gonna be able to get out so don't waste your time." Mira says, alerting you to her presence.

You tried to speak, but the sound was muffled by the soft, flexible material that wrapped around your head, covering your mouth. You attempted to move your jaw, to try and loosen the fabric, but it was too tight. The only sound that escaped was a faint mumble, barely audible even to your own ears. You tried again, straining to form words, to ask the questions that swirled in your mind.

Mira's eyes sparkled with excitement as she reached for a small remote control nearby. Her fingers danced across the buttons, and a soft hum filled the air. You felt a sudden jolt of electricity as the vibrators inserted into your pussy and ass sprang to life. The sensation was intense, and your body arched involuntarily, straining against your bindings.

The vibrations began as a gentle thrumming, but quickly escalated into a intense buzzing that seemed to reverberate through every cell in your body. You tried to cry out, but the sound was muffled by the fabric covering your mouth.

Mira lets out a chuckle and quickly turns them off. The vibrations stop, and the sudden silence is deafening. The stillness is a stark contrast to the intense buzzing that had filled your body just moments before. You feel a wave of relief wash over you, but it's short-lived.

"Ivan can you finish securing her", she says. You hear heavy footsteps and you realize that it must be your stepfather's assistant, Ivan. He's a big, tall mean looking guy. You always thought he looked like James Bond villan.

Ivan's heavy footsteps echoed through the room as he approached. Mira stepped aside, a pleased smile still plastered on her face, as Ivan began to work on securing you in place. He reached for a series of leather straps that were attached to the inside of the box, his thick fingers working to wrap them around your body and legs. The strong leather bit into your skin as Ivan tightened them, ensuring that you wouldn't slide around in the box.

"She's ready," he said, in his low voice.

"Thanks, Ivan", she said, before talking to you again, "Now we gotta go on a quick trip, but don't worry, time will fly by." She says, with her smile growing even wider as she reached for the remote control again. The air was electric with tension as she paused for a moment, savoring the moment before pressing the button that would set the vibrators into motion once more. The sudden hum of the devices was like a spark to dry kindling, and your body arched involuntarily as the intense buzzing coursed through your pussy and ass.

Your muffled cries were lost in the folds of the fabric covering your mouth, but Mira's eyes sparkled with delight as she watched you struggle against the restraints.

"I'll see you soon, okay" she says, her voice dripping with sarcasm as she gazes at you with an air of satisfaction. With a final glance, she turns to leave, her high heels clicking on the floor as she walks away. Ivan must be the one to close the lid on you. the little light you could see is gone.

The darkness was absolute, and the only sensation you could focus on was the relentless buzzing of the vibrators. Your body arched and contorted, straining against the restraints as the intense pleasure coursed through your pussy and ass.

You could feel the box began to move, and you felt a slight jolt as it was lifted off the floor. The vibrations continued to **** your senses, you were at the mercy of the devices, your body helpless to resist the intense pleasure.

You think you were in a car being driven to God knows where. You lost count of how many times you came, the orgasms blending together in a never-ending wave of ecstasy. Your pussy a warm, sticky mess that was dripping down your thighs. You could feel it pooling, a slow, viscous tide that spread across the fabric, soaking it through. You lost sense of any time

The vibrations finally stopped, but your body still hummed with the aftershocks of the intense pleasure. Finally, you come to a stop, and you heard the sound of latches being released. As the lid creaked open, a sliver of light pierced through the material covering your eyes, making you squint. You tried to lift your head, but the effort was still too much, and you fell back, exhausted. Suddenly you feel the prick of a needle and the familiar warm sensation as your eyes drift close again.