“You want me to do WHAT?!” Marc yelled. Sarah glanced round the corridor quickly, making sure nobody heard his outburst.
“Keep your voice down,” she hissed, “just think about it, ok?”. Marc nodded and headed off; Sarah watched him go, trying to decide if she’d pushed him a bit too far.
They’d both worked for the same delivery company for years, Sarah as a picker in the warehouse, Marc as a delivery driver. They’d become friends quickly and eventually had started a causal relationship.
When they first hooked up Sarah was shocked at how inexperienced Marc was; he’d only had 1 girlfriend and ever done missionary. She couldn’t believe it, he was drop dead gorgeous; 6’4”, towering over her tiny 5’2” stature, short stylish brown hair, just the right amount of facial hair that was well groomed and muscles that filled out the company polos in all the right ways.
While he might have been inexperienced, the biggest thing Marc had going for him was he had zero limits, he was totally up for anything. That suited Sarah just fine, she was sick of guys who claimed to be “kinky” but would baulk at whatever perverted idea she came up with next. Hopefully her latest idea hadn’t found his limit though.
Sarah put it to the back of her mind and clocked in. Working in the warehouse was boring as hell, but it was totally mindless, so she had plenty of time to fantasise and come up with new ideas to keep her appetite satisfied. It was also mostly deserted, so she had plenty of privacy for more daring challenges. She regularly came to work with her ass plugged, slowly increasing the size as she trained her hole. Her newest plug was a metal beast larger than her fist but unfortunately, she wasn’t sure she could take having it in for a whole shift just yet.
She also had an amazing remote-controlled vibrator she liked to wear during her shift. She always gave Marc the control so he could tease her while out on a delivery run, once he’d built her up so much when she came, she almost fell off the ladder she was halfway up at the time!
On quiet days when there was nobody else in her section, she had often spent most of her shift naked apart from her ratty converse, picking the orders and sending them down the warehouse’s conveyer belt system without anyone the wiser.
If old Greg the security guard ever actually watched the camera feeds, he’d probably have a heart attack!
After a few hours her phone buzzed in her pocket, she snuck a quick look (she wasn’t supposed to have it on the floor, but Greg would never catch her!), it was from Marc.
[I’ll do it!]
Sarah grinned, feeling her pussy clench in excitement.
[Amazing babe!!! When? xxx]
[Next Wednesday? I’m on early so can be in 1st]
[Awesome! I’m off so nobody will notice I’m missing Xxx]
5 days, she could do that….
Wednesday morning came and Sarah was up at 4am getting ready. Her playbag for the day had been packed since the day Marc agreed but she checked it again for the hundredth time. She jumped in the shower, making sure she was prepped for today’s fun. She threw on a baggy t-shirt and legging, with no underwear, she wouldn’t need them much today.
At 6am she pulled into the warehouse parking lot, around the corner so nobody noticed she was here on what was her day off. She walked to the staff entrance where Marc was standing waiting. Officially the building didn’t open until 7 but Marc had a key because he liked to go in and prep his runs early before it got too hectic.
“You sure you want to do this?” he asked again as they walked through the deserted warehouse.
“100%! I’ve been edging all week thinking about this” she beamed, practically bouncing beside him. She could already feel how wet she was.
The pair grabbed one thing from the packing area before heading into the back room. There, in the middle of the room was the centre of Sarah’s latest fantasy – an automatic pallet wrapper. The machine was used to wrap large commercial orders the company fulfilled. Normally it wrapped pallet loads of equipment, but Sarah had come across a video on Pornhub of someone being bound using one and now she was obsessed with it.
With a squeal she jumped up onto the platform and started stripping off, throwing her t-shirt over Marc’s head as he dropped her bag.
“What do you think?” she said, pulling some poses to show off her breasts and ass, her long brown hair falling halfway down her back. She ran her hands over her flat, toned stomach, cupping her pert C-cup breasts. Her fingers drifted to her dark nipples, starting to perk up with the cold room; she rubbed them between her thumb and finger, causing her to bite her lip. She pinched down hard, causing her to gasp as a lightning bolt shot straight from her nipples to her clit.
“So sexy,” Marc said, his eyes locked on her breasts. She made a show of covering herself and pointing up to her face, his eyes slowly dragged them up. “Screw this, let’s just fuck now”
“No Marc!” Sarah whined, pouting, “you can do that later, do this and you can do *anything* you want”.
She saw that gleam in his eye and knew she had him. He nodded and grabbed the playbag, unzipping it and pulling out everything she’d packed for today. He stepped up onto the platform and pulled her in for a kiss; she loved a standing kiss, the height difference meant she had to stretch to reach while he bent over her, making her feel totally dominated by his presence. His hands slid down her belly, finding her slit, already gushing and desperate.
His finger found her clit and slowly started circling it. Sarah’s knees almost buckled as a wave of pleasure coursed through her. His pace quickened, causing her breath to quicken until he was practically panting. She could feel the usual knot building in her stomach, getting tighter and tighter as she raced towards a quick orgasm. Just as she was on the precipice Marc pulled his hand away.
“Bastard!” she moaned, slapping his arm. He just grinned that evil smile that made her melt and bent down, grabbing a bottle of lube. He turned her round and pushed on her shoulder, bending her over and exposing her asshole to the cold air. Marc squeezed a dollop of lube onto her hole and slid a finger in, moving slowly and making sure she was ready; she’d warmed up before leaving the house this morning, so she easily accepted Marc’s probing digit.
He started moving faster, adding a second, and then a third finger, really stretching out her ass. Sarah could feel that knot forming again as he reamed her asshole. Before it could build, he pulled out and crouched down to rummage through the bag. He pulled out 2 butt plugs; the medium one she usually wore for long periods of time and her newest (and largest) plug.
Marc looked at her confused. “I thought you’d like to choose for me”, she smirked over her shoulder. Dropping her head back, she gasped as the cold metal pressed against her back passage. She moaned as her hole was stretched even wider than with Marc’s fingers, she knew which plug he’d chosen.
With a final push the widest part of the plug popped past her sphincter, leaving only a purple gem peeking out from between her ass cheeks. As she stood back up, she could feel how full she was as the weight settled down on the inside of her puckered hole.
Next Marc picked up a wand vibrator and a length of silk rope. Expertly he tied the wand to her leg, making sure the head was pressed against her clit. He dropped the control unit/battery pack onto the floor, so the cable snaked down her leg. Finally, he picked up her remote-control vibe and got her to bend forward again; even with how wet she was the large plug in her ass made her vagina so tight it was a struggle to get in in.
Ready, he stepped off the platform, tweaked a few parts of the machine and pulled the end of the cellophane off the roll. He wrapped the end around her leg and stepped back to the controls. Sarah stood straight, keeping her hands flat against her sides, as the machine started whirring round, spooling out the clear plastic wrap. The arm on the machine spun round her, over and over, moving up her legs, pinning her knees together and pressing the wand tighter against her crotch. The machine kept working its way up, squashing her breasts and trapping her hair against her back; with her hair pinned her head was totally immobilised. The cellophane reached her shoulders, but Marc had set the height, so it went no higher than her neck; the machine started working back down her body.
Round and round, over and over, the machine worked its way up and down her body layering her in plastic. After a few minutes Marc stopped the machine. “That do?”
Sarah wiggled around, trying to move her arms and legs. “More, I can still move, make me into an Egyptian mummy!”. He grinned and turned the machine back on. After a few more minutes they stopped again and Sarah tried to wriggle again but was totally impossible, she couldn’t even move a pinkie!
“Perfect!” she smiled. Marc quickly cut the end of the wrap and tucked it securely. He left her standing on the platform while he set up the box he’d lifted from the packing area; a huge cardboard thing usually used for large commercial orders, but more than large enough for Sarah to lie full length.
He stepped back onto the platform with Sarah’s last toy – her favourite ball gag. Sarah opened her mouth and bit down on the gag as Marc secured it behind her head. With no effort he threw her over his shoulder and placed her in the box. He loomed over her head, “Happy?”. Sarah tried to nod but could barely move her head; she hoped the happy noises coming past the gag were clear.
Marc folded over the lid of the box and Sarah could hear the noise of a tape dispenser as he sealed her in. Lying in the darkness of the box she settled back as Marc moved her out, through the warehouse and into the back of his delivery van.
She settled down to try get comfortable. Today was going to be fun…
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