device 2: showing her how the earbuds work

Hannah paused and glanced back at Nicole. "I'm sorry, I really have to show her how they work. Even if we're not going to use them right away. I'm too excited. Besides, it looks like I've gotten her plenty scared for what's to come."

Rocketgirl was panting heavily and had broken out in a cold sweat. "Show me what? What else could there possibly be? Why are you doing this to me?!"

Nicole arched her eyebrow at her daughter. "By God, I think you're right," she said. "She's absolutely panicked about losing her powers. Let's drag that out by showing her what I've created."

Nicole and Hannah switched places, Hannah now sitting gingerly stroking the strap-on while she waited her turn.

Nicole retrieved the earbuds and walked up behind Rocketgirl's head. The heroine saw her face leering at her upside down. She held the translucent earbuds aloft, gradually lowering them so Rocketgirl could get a closer look. Rocketgirl squinted at them, noticing their perfectly human shape, a series of tiny holes within their rim, a small box in their center, and a network of wires running out from the boxes in all directions.

"What are they?" she couldn't stop herself from asking. "They're exquisite."

"Thank you, my dear," Nicole replied, "but flattery will get you nowhere. They appear to you to be 'exquisite,' as you say, because they're modeled on your own delicate ears. You may not remember this -- you were pretty out of it at the time, thanks to my amazing contact lenses -- but I made plaster casts of your ears earlier tonight. These silicone molds are based on those casts, so they should fit your ears perfectly."

Rocketgirl vaguely recalled the uncomfortable sensation of having her head maneuvered and the plaster poured in and peeled out of her ears. She shrugged in disgust. "Well, I'm glad you like my ears. Strange to show your appreciation by making a mold without my consent, but I guess nobody's perfect."

"Oh, on the contrary, my dear Rocketgirl," Nicole said menacingly. "To you, these may be beautiful because you're so vain. But to me, they're beautiful because of the exquisite design I put into them. Because they're shaped exactly like your ears, they'll fit flush within them and block out all external sound. Instead, when you're wearing these, all you'll hear is the sound projected from the devices embedded in their core. See?" She pointed to the copper box inside one of the earbuds. "The sound is transported from the boxes through the wires and is made audible to you through these small holes arranged around the edges. Isn't it just divine?"

"Whatever," Rocketgirl responded. "You made a pair of headphones. Woop de doo."

"Oh, but Rocketgirl, these are so much more than headphones," Nicole said, shaking her head slowly. "Remember you told us all your weaknesses. High-pitched, high-frequency sounds, right? And sexual stimulation? These babies will give you both. And since they're not audible outside your ears, anyone who sees you reacting to them will think you've gone completely off your rocker. Then again, I suppose if we leave you exposed to them long enough, you really might lose your mind!"

She began lowering the earbuds to place them in Rocketgirl's ears, but the heroine valiantly shook her head from side to side, refusing to play along. "No! No! I won't let you do this!"

"Hannah, a little help?" Nicole asked.

Hannah sauntered to the foot of the table and slowly climbed up, straddling Rocketgirl's body. She lowered her face, her nose nuzzling the heroine's mons through her costume, then slowly tracing up her tummy. She made a few delicate circles around the heroine's nipples, teasing them to arousal. "No...no..." Rocketgirl panted, her heart rate increasing. "Not again."

Rocketgirl closed her eyes tightly as she felt Hannah crawl up her body. Then their noses were touching, and she felt Hannah's cool hands slowly, softly touch her cheeks. "Melissa," Hannah whispered, and softly kissed her lips. The heroine's lips quivered as she began sobbing, knowing her doom was right around the corner. "Melissa, my darling, look at me."

Rocketgirl slowly opened her eyes and found Hannah staring lustily into her eyes. Then Hannah closed her eyes, grabbed her face, and kissed her deeply, romantically.

Nicole took the opportunity to press the earbuds firmly into place, starting at the center and then pressing firmly around in a circle to seal them.

All sound was muffled now for Rocketgirl. She couldn't even hear herself ask, "But what if you want me to hear something from outside the earbuds?"

There was a sudden sound like a vacuum seal breaking and a rush of air behind Nicole's voice as she said clearly , "Don't worry; I've accounted for that possibility." Then the vacuum sealed up again and Melissa was once again plunged into the deafening ring of complete silence.

It was surreal, watching Hannah make out with her, feeling the woman excite her, seeing her laugh on top of her, but not hearing anything at all. Then after a few moments, Hannah sat back on Rocketgirl's crotch and took the phone Nicole handed her. She tapped a few times, then showed Rocketgirl a screen -- was this yet another **** app? -- and tapped once more.

"AAAAIIIIEEEEEEE!" Rocketgirl's scream sounded in the otherwise silent room, though Rocketgirl couldn't hear it. Her ears instead were inundated with the high-pitched, high-frequency squeal she'd been promised. She beat her head and scraped her ears against the table, but was unable to dislodge the perfectly crafted earbuds.

Momentarily, the shrill shrieking sound eased back just a tad, and Rocketgirl could begin to hear something else behind it. She focused her hearing as best she could; anything to try to distract her from the concentration-shattering, ear-splitting siren. But when she realized what else was mixed in, she again uttered, "Oh, no!"

"Hey there, sexy lover girl," came the recorded alto of Hannah, who was currently ripping open her costume and licking her nipples. "Oooooo, aaaahhhhh, MMMMMM!" Hannah's sexy kisses and moans now took center stage in Rocketgirl's ears, though the high-pitched squealing remained in the background. A quick glance to the corner of the room told Rocketgirl that Nicole was controlling the earbuds now through the app on her phone. Nicole looked up and winked, blowing Rocketgirl a kiss. She tapped a few more times on the screen, and now Rocketgirl could hear the sounds of her own moaning orgasms, extracted from her last night as she poured her deepest secrets out to her captors. It was humiliating to play this big a role in her own defeat.

But her defeat seemed inevitable. Hannah had succeeded now in stripping the heroine completely naked, and was eating her out hungrily. Rocketgirl squirmed with both anxiety and anticipation, helplessly struggling both towards and against her approaching orgasms. The earbuds were now playing a seemingly random mix, alternating at unpredictable intervals between Hannah's moaning, licking sounds of pleasure, Melissa's own orgasms, and the high-pitched shrieking. So Melissa found herself mostly rolling in sexual contentment but occasionally twitching from unexpected discomfort.

Then the contact lenses activated. The strobe light was there, of course; it was necessary to add to her distraction and prevent her from defending herself. But Nicole had generously put it on the lowest setting, and interspersed it with moving images of Hannah stripping, laughing, fondling herself, and kissing the screen.

With the combined assaults from Hannah on all her senses, Rocketgirl became increasingly aroused by her sexy captor. Since she couldn't escape the strobe light or the shrieking sound, she tried to focus on the more pleasurable stimuli, all of which came back, in one way or another, to Hannah.

Nicole saw Rocketgirl trying to glance down her body at Hannah, so she adjusted the contacts to allow the heroine to watch as Hannah prepared to breach her pussy.