Swallowed by a Balloon

Elise gets off on being swallowed whole by her restraints. Never like this, though. She’s in Germany with Anna Rose, and Anna’s turning rubber into a trap. First she greases Elise’s cunt with electro gel, watches her work the electrode up inside. Then she dresses what’s left of her in thin red strips and tells her to move. The moment Elise stops, the anesthesia hood clamps over the rubber already on her face. Breath thickens. Lights fade at the edges. The red balloon waits open. Elise crawls in. It seals. Air pumps, rubber swells, lifts her off the floor until the membrane is drum-tight and every curve of her shows through. Panic and want twist together in her chest. Outside, Anna twists the dial on the electrode, stealing and feeding sensation in the same flick of her wrist. Inside, Elise’s thumb rides the vibrator pressed to her clit, chasing the current, fighting the squeeze of the balloon and losing on purpose. Air hisses in short controlled bursts. She gasps, jerks, comes against the rubber skin that holds every twitch up for Anna to see.