The limousine wound its way up the mountain, flanked by breathtaking mountain views, as bright headlights illuminated the starlit trees along the road. Patches of ice and snow still lined the roadside, surviving this late into spring. The lone passenger stared out at the gloom shrouded vista, her slim hand innocently toying with her hair, with the few side tendrils that framed her soft porcelain features. A glow of warm lights could be seen coming up ahead, marking her destination, the secluded private estate where the night’s festivities were to take place. She looked at the rear view mirror for a final check, dark almond shaped eyes looked back, her porcelain smooth features was highlighted by minimal make up, with only pink gloss on her small lips and thin eyeliner marking her face. Ensuring her plaited and piled up hair was in place, she settled back into the rear seat of the limousine. Musing again at what she was being invited to, she opened her small purse to look at the strange invitation card.

 

The limousine finally pulled up to the gates of a walled estate. The driver rolled down his window acknowledging the security guards and divulged the name of his passenger. Behind the darkened windows, the lone passenger looked past the guards as they vetted through the guest list, looking past the elaborate hedged maze that dominated the front gardens, to the warm lights that shone out of the balcony windows of a multi storied mansion.

As the limousine pulled up to the paved forecourt, a uniformed doorman stepped forward to open the passenger-side door. Despite the many glamorous women that the doorman had seen that night, the alluring beauty sitting in the limousine had him pause as his eyes quickly went from top to bottom. Hesitating only for a moment, his professionalism returned and quickly offered his hand for assistance. Sayuna took the offered hand with a slight nod of acknowledgement to the doorman and stepped out, a long dark cashmere cloak wrapped around her, as minimalist black strappy sandals flashed under the hem of her cloak. The high stiletto heels clicked on the stone steps as she walked up to another uniformed doorman. Small purse in hand, it only held the small invitation card and a pair of fur lined hand cuffs as her choice of the one item of fetish wear the party invitation required of its guests.

Sayuna stepped through the double doorway into a foyer that overlooked the main high ceiling lobby. A large staircase could be seen across the lobby, branching off to either side to connect with a first floor landing. The room was circled by balconied corridors on the first floor with both stairs winding back up to second floor landing with more balconied corridors. Hidden lights reflected off the cream ceiling, creating a soft light for the revelers milling below. A number of podiums were scattered around the room, each with a scantily clad female dancer gyrating against a muscled hulk. Occasionally, the dancers would be held in a variety of provocative poses, their lithe bodies gyrating against the strong holds imposed upon them. 

A woman in a short French maid’s outfit stepped up to her, “Excuse me ma’am, may I help you with your cloak”. Sayuna, silently undid the clasp of her cloak handing it over.

She then stepped forward into the lobby, joining the noise of conversation and baroque music, wearing an off shoulder black gown, its sides open, the front and back panels held together by crisscrossing ribbons tied at her hip, exposing her long smooth legs as she walked.

The crowd that she mingled amongst wore a collection of suits and gowns, with odd bits of fetish wear breaking up the formality of the occasion. Picking up a flute of champagne off a passing waitress in French maid outfit, she started meandering through the crowd, catching snatches of risqué flirtations. She felt a number of gazes following her figure, her gown hugged the contours of her body, the smooth fabric boasting the pretty curves of her rounded breasts, teasing that she wore no underwear beneath the silk evening gown. Sayuna noticed the men, as usual, were not as subtle with their tracking stares and she returned some of the looks of the more appealing males, almost challenging them. Her side glances took in the menagerie scene, an image of full rounded buttocks stretching a pair black leather pants, she wondered if he was purposefully jutting them out and chuckled silently to herself. A fishnet shirt on a man with the muscles to boast; a heavy set man in dinner tuxedo, the image of masculinity juxtaposed by the leather collar he was wearing, with attached chain held in a mistress’s gloved hand.

As Sayuna neared the large open stair case towards the rear of the lobby, she spotted someone standing out in simple shirt and jeans, and smiled as she recognized the man that gave her the party invitation. Their eyes connected and he broke out into a smile as he saw her approach. “Good evening, Sir”, she laughed, emphasizing the honorific. “Sayuna! I’m glad you came, and in such style too”, exaggeratedly looking her up and down. Noticing her near empty glass he signaled to one of the French maid waitresses for another two. New drink in hand, Sayuna leaned closer to whisper, “So out of work uniform tonight?”. Chuckling he responded, “Yes, you’ve caught me just arriving from out of town in fact. Our host has been kind enough to let me use his wardrobe, actually, I was just on my way upstairs, care to follow?”.

They bantered as he made his way to the second floor, along one of the corridors that lead away from the main atrium and the general hubbub. “This is an amazing place, in winter the lake behind the mansion freezes over, in fact, I think we may be able to see the lake from one of the rear balconies”. He led her to one of the balcony doors and stepped out to the semi circle balcony that overlooked the rear of the estates. A thick stone railing lined the balcony, with a flanking pair of ornate carvings marking where the railing met the mansion wall. Past the lightly wooded tree line, Sayuna could see the pale reflection of the lake half a mile away in the starlight. A slight shiver ran down Sayuna’s body as a chilly breeze whispered across her exposed arms and legs. Ignoring the cold both looked out to the lake, nestled under the foot of more mountain peaks. Putting down their drinks on the stone balcony, the night vista slowly became clearer as their eyes adjusted to the gloom. “Yes, it is amazing” Sayuna whispered, not wanting to break the tranquility. Noticing her shiver again, he placed his warm hands on her bare shoulders. “Better?”. Sayuna nodded, head turning to smile at him as be stepped closer behind her, allowing his warm body to press against her back.

“So, there was one thing, that you didn’t tell me back at the club”, he leaned closer breathing in her warm floral scent, mouth beside her ear as his warms hands placed themselves up an down her arms, “now that we’re all alone, time to confess your darkest desire and fantasy”.

Sayuna could feel the cold air starting to stiffen her nipples. Although she knew he couldn’t see, the sight of her nipples pushing through the fabric of her dress gave her a sense of wanton mischievousness. Enjoying his warm body against hers, she leaned forwards, hands on the stone balcony to purposefully push her buttocks against his hardening crotch. Smiling and thinking you only life once, she responded, “my darkest desire is to be totally helpless… while a strong man takes me again and again, until I’m begging for mercy”, she was surprised at how husky her voice sounded.

Smiling behind her, “You do realize that is my specialty”, he chuckled and began to caress her shoulders, slowly moving lower along her back until his hands reached around her hips and pulled her firmly against his bulging jeans.

Sayuna found her breathing quicken as she felt his searching hands roam her body, reaching into her dress from the sides, warm palm and fingers pulling her to him, stroking the front of her thighs. She could feel the breeze from her parting gown but loved the hot contrast from his caressing hands. As his hands brushed past her smooth love mound she smiled at his realization that she was not wearing any panties and had completely waxed off all her public hair. “So, this is your idea of one piece of fetish wear? Or lack of it”, he teased.

She reached for her purse on the balcony, taking out the fur lined handcuffs and dangling it over her shoulder, “As I said, to be totally helpless… begging for mercy”.

He reached up to take the cuffs and leaned forward flush against her body. Gripping her forearms together he asked, “Once these are on, you will be at my mercy all night long”, placing the open cuffs on each of her wrists, “do you dare?” with a deep voice of finality. Sayuna was trembling lightly with anticipation, she had never misbehaved so much in her life, and determined to live life wildly for once, she firmly ratcheted each of the cuffs closed. The fur lining was soft against her unblemished skin, yet the weight of the metal interior rested solidly on her wrists and there was no give on the taut chain as she tried to pull her wrists apart.

As she silently acquiesced to his challenge, he felt her body tremble and breathing quicken. He reached back through her gown, lightly running his middle finger along the lips of her labia up to her naked love mound. Sayuna gasped at the sudden change from caressing and by reflex her bound hands reached down between her legs. He spun her towards one of the stone carvings on the railing and with his free hand he gripped the cuff chain and pulled that forward over the carving.

Sayuna’s high heels clattered on the stone balcony as she tried to regain balance. Drawing back up she found her arms trapped around the carving, unable to bring the short chain linking her cuffs over. His free arm wrapped around her waist drawing her back so she couldn’t move forward to free her arms, while his other hand continued to lightly stroke the folds of her labia.

A soft moan escaped from Sayuna’s lips as the light brushing of his finger sent an exhilarating tickle through her groin.

He now moved his hand from her waist to cup the bottom of her breast. Feeling her stiff nipple jutting through the silk fabric, his fingers began to play along the top of her gown, running his fingers down her cleavage, skipping between breast to breast. His other hand drew back, placing his index and middle fingers in his mouth to moisten it, he returned between her legs to slowly massage her clitoris. Sayuna quietly moan again, the sensation of her trapped arms, and growing heat and wetness between her legs making her lust for him. 

He could feel her grinding her hips back and forth on his fingers. Not yet feeling her clitoris engorged, he pushed down with his moist fingers, spreading her dry outer lips, middle finger pushing deeper inside Sayuna. The searching finger met with her wet lubricant and slipped halfway inside her hot tight interior.  

He started to slip both fingers in and out, collecting and spreading her slippery juices, as she began to moan louder.

Moving from her breasts, he grabbed her piled up plaited hair, pulling her head back as his wet fingers started rigorously stroking her enlarged clit. He no longer had to push aside the fold covering her clit, it had swollen and risen up naked for his relentless fingers to repeatedly stimulate.

“Oh my God”, she gasped, body bent forward, head pulled back, arms straining against the carving and handcuffs, “Fuck me now, I want you to take me now”. She loved the thrill of talking this dirty and was feeling the ache build up on her clitoris to a climax.

As sudden as his intrusions began, he stopped. “Patience Sayuna, you’ll be fucked hard tonight, and I’ll take you again and again until you’ll be begging me to stop”. In the ensuing silence she could only hear her own heavy panting. In the sudden withdrawal of stimulation and receding buildup, a worry flashed in her mind as to whether this was going to be a good idea. But, the ominous words turned her on, right now she felt good, hot, and absolutely lusting for wild sex. “For now, I want you to clean this”, he commanded as he pulled her head back further and put his wet fingers to her parted lips.

Enjoying the lustful thought of dirty sex, she opened up her petite mouth to suck and lick her own juices off his fingers.

Allowing her to stand up straight again and free her arms from the carving, he reached into his back pocket taking out the sleeping blindfold he kept from his flight. “Now time to make you totally helpless”, brushing away her stray tendrils from her face he placed the blindfold over her eyes. Reveling in her new found predicament, Sayuna, tested her wrists again, tight as ever, with only a few inches movement allowed by the chain. She let out a small involuntary scream as she felt herself being swept up in his arms. She folded her arms on her chest and rested her head on his shoulder as she heard the balcony door close and felt the warmth of the mansion’s interior again.

Chapter 2

Sayuna could hear the distant murmur of conversation and music becoming more muted as she was carried deeper into the mansion. Still slightly breathless from her experience at the balcony, she felt the front of her gown slip to the side, leaving her legs exposed all the way up to the hip and still moist pussy bare for him to see. Blind folded, hand cuffed, and carried with his arms around her back and behind her knees, all she could do was to wait in anticipation as to what was to come.

Sayuna could feel a wall brush against her shoulder as she heard the sounds of a heavy set lock being turned. A door opened, and then some jostling as he took a few steps up. A door closed and the sensation of being in a vault came over Sayuna, the air was still, and the sounds of distant conversation totally cut off. All she could hear was the sound of their breathing as he ascended a spiral stone staircase. There was a pause, then another door being opened.

The door opened into a large square room, a fireplace was set at the left end, with a wooden four posted bed set opposite on the right end. Facing the door was a full length walk in wardrobe spanning the entire length of the wall. A strong wooden beam spanned across the square room, and along the center a pulley was attached, where a thick static black rope dangled above the center of the room, ending with a steel screw-gate karabiner clipped into a figure-of eight loop. The other end of the nylon rope was tied off on an anchor near the door.

As he carried over the threshold towards the center of the room, Sayuna could hear the sounds of a crackling fire and felt the warmth in the air. “Okay, on your feet now”, he ordered, as he slowly lowered her feet first on to the polished stone floor. Finding her balance, Sayuna stood up in her strappy high heels, her cuffed hands unconsciously and blindly reaching for the front of her gown. Sayuna, let out a quite chuckle, thinking how ironic it was that she still tried to keep decency after sexually surrendering herself to this man she had only met a week ago.

Her thoughts were interrupted as he gripped her bound wrists and pulled them above her head. Blinded by the eye mask, all Sayuna could feel was the fur lining of the hand cuffs pressing against her wrists as the short chain linking the cuffs was clipped into the steel karabiner. An audible click as the spring loaded gate shut over the cuff chain, and the gate was screwed shut. Sayuna was again bound and helpless in front him. He moved over to where the rope was anchored and started to pull in the slack. Her breathing became shallow and rapid again as she felt her wrists being pulled upwards. The tugging pressure forced her to straighten her arms until she was standing straight and taut. Seeing her arms stretched above her head and unable to move except for tiny steps on her high heels to keep balance, he tied off the rope to the anchor and silently walked over to the wardrobe. Opening up a large display of erotic bondage equipment he selected a long package wrapped in black velvet cloth along with leather cuffs and returned to the center of the room.

Sayuna could feel moisture building up again in her crotch as the thrill of helplessness coursing through her thoughts. She felt his warm hands grip her ankles, pulling them slightly apart. His fingers played along the straps of her sandal, the two horizontal straps across the front of her foot, the single crisscross encircling her ankle. A shiver coursed through her body as his fingers caressed its way up her taut calves, up behind her thighs, fingers racing along soft china skin. He then placed the wide leather cuffs around her ankles ensuring the attached clamps faced inwards. The soft inner lining of the cuffs was merciful on her skin, yet its grip strong and firm as he tightened the steel buckles. She heard a rustle of cloth as he unwrapped a long spreader bar, with D-rings set along the ends and center. One end of the bar was clipped into the clamp on her left ankle cuff and she felt her right foot being pulled out. “Stand on your left leg Sayuna”, he commanded. “Yes, Sir”, she meekly replied as her right leg was swung out to her side and the other free end of the bar was attached to her right cuff. Sayuna let out a gasp as he pulled her left leg out so now the bar was horizontal to the floor. Despite the soft fur, the handcuffs dug into her wrists as she struggled to find the floor. The tips of her sandals managed to meet the stone, with her toes were able to take some of the weight off her cuffed wrists. Sayuna’s arms were stretched out, standing on her toes with legs immobile and spread wide apart. Her high stiletto heels useless a full inch off the floor. Through her rapid breathing, some trepidation crept into her voice, “So, now that you have me totally helpless, what will you do to me?” A mixture of sexual excitement and fear of the unknown was sending shivers along her lithe body, she tested to see if she could move, and any lifting of her legs was punished by the handcuffs digging into her wrists.

He knelt down in front of her again, taking a black ball gag from the velvet package. Looking up he could see her smooth naked legs forcibly spread out the sides of her gown. The leather ankle cuffs gripped firmly, attached tightly to the spreader bar, giving her straining toes no relief of movement. Her silk gown fluttered, slaved to the shivering of her stretched out body, and letting his gaze wander up her figure hugging dress he saw her rounded breasts rising and falling to her rapid breathing, small breaths passing past her petit pink lips. Standing up and smiling to himself at the beautiful slight before him, “You’re not totally helpless yet”, he taunted, and taking a handful of her wound up plaits he pulled her protesting head back and pushed the black hard ball into her open mouth. Sayuna could only let out a muffled scream as she felt a hard object intrude into her mouth. Her tongue couldn’t push out the hard ball, and once past her teeth, her jaws were forced wide open. She tried to shake her head to dislodge the eye mask and only had her head pulled back further. The straps of the gag were quickly buckled and tightened behind her neck. Sayuna felt deep sexual arousal in being such a helpless predicament, excitement and nervousness washed over her senses. She started to struggle against her bonds, more for the sensation than any real panic. Her hands started reaching for the karabiner trapping her handcuffs, she tried to rub the straps of the eye mask and gag against her stretched out arms sending a number of her plaits loose to cascade down her bare neck, her knees and legs kicked out as she sought firmer footing. Her muffled cries, and struggles against her bonds sent exhilarating sensations running through her gyrating body.

As her fingers managed to unscrew the karabiner gate she felt his strong hands bunch her right hand into a fist and a tight leather mitt tied over her hand, she tried to open her hand, but couldn’t dislodge the mitt, Sayuna felt another mitt close over her left, now her hands reduced to closed fists, unable to work the gate of the karabiner. As he tied off the left mitt, her struggling began to subside. He then picked up a thick padded blindfold and placed that over the eye mask, securing the double leather straps tightly behind her head. Standing behind her he noticed she was breathing sharply through her nose due to the gag and her breathing was heavier from the exertion. He stepped closer to trace his middle finger along the side of her thigh, running it under her gown and along her sopping wet pussy. Sayuna felt his finger send a sensually charged thrill through her wet and aching groin and a muffled moan of pure pleasure filled the room.

His other hand started undoing the laced ribbons along the side of her dress as he continued to massage Sayuna’s wet and burning hot pussy. As he loosened the crisscrossing ribbons, her gown slipped down to her hips. Undoing the last lace the gown was totally open on one side and fell to the floor. Sayuna’s moans of pleasure began to reach a crescendo and she started rocking her hips on his stimulating fingers as best she could, ignoring the bite of the handcuffs as her body and legs bucked. As on the balcony, he stopped just before she climaxed. A muffled yell of frustration greeted this act as Sayuna tried to close her legs for the last bit of stimulation she desperately hungered for. But she could only turn her knees in an inch, her spread legs could not close, poised on its toes trying to take the weight off her cuffed wrist.

Wiping his wet hand on her gown, he moved it aside searching the floor for the slide panel that revealed a D-ring set into a small depression. Rummaging through the package he took a small elastic cord and hooked it into the D-ring on the floor, pulling hard on the free end, he hooked that to the center spreader bar D-ring and let go. Sayuna felt a strong steady pull downwards on her ankles. Her toes and calves couldn’t push up to fight the new restraint. She tried to kick out with her knees and couldn’t get the bar and ankle cuffs to move up. She heard more rummaging below her and wondered what else could he do to her. She could hear light jingling of a chain and felt a thin chain being threaded behind the straps of her gag and blindfold. Her body began to shake lightly from anticipation and the strain on her stretched out arms and legs.

A sudden cold shock touched her anus and with horrified realization, Sayuna began struggling wilder than before, thrashing around her bound body along with cries of mercy being muffled by the gag and her sore jaw. This time she could only move her head back and forth, her hands were balled up and tied closed in the mitts, her tired legs couldn’t fight the elastic cord pulling down on the bar, only the clatter of her high heels alternating between the stiletto points and front of her sandals marked her futile struggle. She felt the pressure grow from the hard intruder pushing into her rear passage. The slick cold lubricant was being worked around her anus as the steel ball tip of the hook was pressed again on to her rear entrance. More of her hair and tendrils worked loose as she continued to shake her head. Sayuna felt totally vulnerable and exposed, fearful now of what this man may be capable off. The thought of being penetrated anally was something she had never contemplated and was horrified at the growing pressure invading her.

Seeing her violent reaction, he just kept massaging the steel ball against her anus, not pushing to hard to force a painful entry. His other hand began to coax her clitoris again, and he whispered to her ear, “hush, it only goes in if you so desire it my lovely princess”. Sayuna’s panic subsided, still breathing heavily through her nose, through her gag she tried to plead for him to not use her rear. She could feel the arousal building up again as he continued to stroke and plunge his fingers into her wet pussy, her body was still tense though as she could feel the steel ball pressing and moving around her anus. Another orgasm was building up, she could feel his fingers plunging in, touching the front wall of her vagina, slipping out, rubbing her exposed and swollen clitoris. Then he slowed, and the pressure from the steel ball increased. Sayuna, tensed her tight anus further, torn between the sensual ecstasy she felt in her pussy and the fear of having her rear abused. The steel ball and lubricant had already warmed up now, and she no longer felt the uncomfortable warmness, Sayuna still couldn’t bring herself to consent, “Please, no” she muffled as she thrashed about in her binds. Hoping he would understand her gagged plea. She felt relief as the hook was removed, but then her head was pulled back, an involuntary cry escaped her gag as chains tinkled. He set aside the steel hook and pulled down on the chains threaded through the straps of her gag and blindfold. Pulling the chains down he threaded it through the D-ring on the floor and wrapped it around a few times to tie the chain off.

Sayuna’s head was now pulled back, stray tendrils of hair and loose plaits hanging down behind her. Her breasts were thrust out as her back arched from the new restraint. A light sheen from all her struggling coated her naked body. Sayuna felt totally bound, she couldn’t move at all, and exhausted, she no longer fought the sensations that ran through her bound body, relaxing and surrendering herself to him.  

He stood up again and surveyed the erotic sight before him. His raging hard-on was starting to ache and his own breathing had started to become heavy. Quickly stripping off his clothing and shoes he approached the bound and helpless beauty. Standing directly in front of her, he could see her heaving rounded breasts, jutting out for his lips to kiss and suck. A soft moan of pleasure escaped Sayuna’s gag as his kissing moved from her breasts to her neck, his hands firmly gripped her hips and pulled her sopping wet pussy against his rock hard erection. The length of his hard penis moved along her hot pussy, labia and clitoris feeling the pleasure of his stroking penis as it lubricated itself on her wet juices. Sayuna, head back and helpless, felt overwhelmed by the sensations attacking her mind, her bound wrists and ankles, her aching legs and arms, her gagged mouth and blindfolded eyes, her throbbing pussy and sensitive nipples, were all sending powerful signals to her mind already on the edge of ecstasy.

“Please take me!” Sayuna manage to scream through her moans and ball gag. She felt a powerful pressure fill her tight vaginal passage and a wave of overwhelming pleasure washed over her. Sayuna, screamed and thrashed wildly in her bonds as his strong hard penis penetrated her repeatedly. She felt the tightness of her pussy yielding to his powerful pressure, totally helpless as he pumped the full length of his cock in and out of her tight pussy. She was bound hanging from her wrists as with each of his thrusts he lifted her high heels off the floor. Bound and immobile, all her thrashing only resulted in her arched body gyrating itself on his hard cock, his groin grinding her clitoris and sending wave after wave of pleasure through her body. All Sayuna could do in her bound state was tighten her vaginal muscles, tightly gripping his cock as he buried it deep within her. Sayuna let out a half scream and moan as an orgasm took her, her body taut and tense as she intensely climaxed impaled on his rock hard erection.

He saw her arch further and tense up as she climaxed. Desperately focusing elsewhere, he fought to hold his orgasm, his body shuddering, muscles jerking involuntarily as she moaned and screamed with his cock thrust up all the way inside her. He waited until she finally subsided, beads of sweat streamed down her breasts and back. Pulling himself out, Sayuna slumped, just the front of her sandals resting on the floor, body hanging from her wrists, totally exhausted. He felt the hot throbbing in his penis subside, looking down he could see the slick covering of her pussy juice spread all over his groin, her lubricant wet all over her pussy and crotch.

Kneeling down, he unhooked the elastic cord from the floor ring and heaved up the spreader bar up so that Sayuna’s legs were spread wide above her head. Muffles of protest came from her as he continued to slowly push the spreader bar towards her bound wrists. Hooking the free end of the elastic cord to the karabiner, he took her hips and again guided his still hard cock into her. Still sopping wet, his hot erection easily plunged right down to the base of his cock. He could see her weakly thrashing again against her bonds, as he angled her hips up so that his thrusting penis would rub up and down the front wall of her vagina. He then began pump rapidly, using his strong legs to thrust powerfully upwards and pulling her helpless hips into his charging lust.

Sayuna, bound, blinded and gagged had no control. The hard pounding her sensitive pussy was receiving was unbearable, her whole body was overloaded with sensation, and unbearable tingles forced itself all over her body. All she could do was squirm her bound hands, her legs were spread above her head leaving her pussy wide open to his relentless pounding. Sayuna began whimpering for mercy through her ball gag, but the invading force kept thrusting itself into her. Unable to resist the sensations, Sayuna began screaming for mercy, an orgasm was building up despite all the over sensitive tingling that raced through her body. All Sayuna could hear was her incoherent muffled pleas and his moans growing louder and louder. All she could feel was her body electrified and his pounding invasion building up another orgasm within her. She felt a massive unbearable ache growing and wished for release. Sayuna screamed incoherently as she felt him thrust deep inside her and explode in jets of hot cum.

   

He was thrusting hard and fast, well past the point of holding his climax, with a final shout, he buried himself so deep that he felt the hard entrance of her cervix before letting out moan after moan of ecstasy as his cock throbbed out load after load of cum. It took all his strength to keep upright, holding on to the karabiner for support and his cock kept jerking more hot cum into her. Sweat covered his panting body, as the jerks and throbs from his cock subsided. Finally pulling himself out, a line of cum and opaque fluid streamed out of her open pussy on to the floor. His cum and pools of her ejaculate kept pouring out as she lost consciousness through a series of shuddering orgasms.