Page 62 of The Secret Job: Into the Depths of Depravity
“I am going to begin wrapping this around your legs first. Can you open them wide for me?”
I do as he says and see Jacob get up from the bed and kneel behind me. The two men roll the plastic wrap around my calf passing it between each other as the wrap covers my skin and pulls fairly tight. So far, it doesn’t feel so bad. I can’t imagine what it will feel like fully covered with my arms strapped down to my body. That thought doesn’t fill me with too much excitement. But I have to trust in the process. Angus will look afterme, Jacob is here to help and make sure I won’t fall. Surely that’s a good thing.
The men work the plastic wrap up my thigh and finish on an angle leaving my pussy free from the plastic. They do the same thing to my other leg until I have two plastic wrapped legs that couldn’t work even if I wanted them too. The plastic wrap has made my legs two immovable sticks and it’s a little scary losing the use of my legs.
Standing on either side of me, they wrap a new roll across my mound and bottom, around and around they pass the plastic, working it up my stomach and back, enclosing my arms to each side and up to my breasts where they pull tight and cover them too. Now I’m beginning to consider my life choices. Agreeing to be mummified when it’s an idea is one thing, actually going ahead and being wrapped up to your neck is an entirely different experience.
I feel warm, both from being enclosed and the worry itching in the back of my mind.What am I doing, what have I allowed them to do?I know I’ve been strapped down to the table or on the bed, but this is restricting in different ways. Panic starts to build in my stomach and my heart picks up pace, thundering in my chest. It’s when the roll of plastic wrap finishes that Angus takes stock of how I look before his eyes meet mine.
“Hey, it’s ok. Are you feeling ok? Would you like me to stop?”
“I think I’m ok. It’s a little scary to be honest, I didn’t know what it would feel like until I was fully covered and immovable. I feel very vulnerable.”
“That’s how he likes it, surely you’ve worked that out by now. Angus is just like me and Father, he likes you not moving and fearful. It gets him off like the rest of us,” Jacob chides from behind me whilst I look at Angus’ face in response.
“It’s not the fear I like,” he grits out.
“No? Then what is it Angus, do share,” goads Jacob.
“It’s not the fear, Roxy, it’s the power exchange. It’s you offering yourself over to my control. It’s better than anything else you can do for me. By enabling me full power over your body, I can choose how I take you and enjoy you. This is the ultimate fantasy of mine, something no one has ever done for me.”
I can see why no one else has as a trickle of sweat runs down my neck and my chest heaves inside the confines of its plastic prison. I do take pride that I am the only one who has allowed him to live out his ultimate fantasy and I’m not going to spoil that for him now. I smile back at him and give a small nod to carry on with his fantasy.
“One last item and then I think you’re ready.”
He moves to the bed and I feel Jacob’s arms around me, keeping me steady. Weirdly I feel grateful for that support but I guess that’s exactly why Angus asked him to help. Walking back to me, Angus holds out a latex head mask. It’s red and has two eye holes and a mouth cut out and that’s it. “Are you ready, Roxy?”
I take as deep a breath as the plastic wrap allows before croaking out a single word, “Yes.”I will try this for Angus, I can use my safe word if I need to.Excitement lights up Angus’ face as he slowly tugs down the tight head mask to cover my head, making the last of me disappear. I am now a fully enclosed body at the whim of a young man with strange sexual desires and another man who is a sadist.What have I got myself into?
Standing back to admire me, Angus runs his eyes up and down my body rubbing his erect length through his trousers. I can feel Jacob close behind me, keeping me steady. His words are muffled but I can see Angus having an exchange with Jacob before Angus disappears behind me and Jacob appears in front of my face, both hands on my shoulders, ensuring I stay upright. Jacob has lost his cruel smile and is looking at me likeI’m his next meal. Clearly, he doesn’t mind his women relinquishing their power over either.
Jacob just stares into my eyes and I wonder if he’s going to say anything when I feel a slick finger against my back entrance. I open my mouth as a small gasp escapes me which doesn’t go unnoticed by Jacob. The side of his lip quirks up but he doesn’t say anything or move. He just stares, watching every emotion cross my eyes, un-moving in his stance whilst his hands clutch my shoulders to steady me.
I feel the finger gently nudge at my back hole until I relax my body and the tight muscles loosen allowing him access. Gently, I feel Angus’ exploring finger joined by another as he stretches me open for him. I don’t know what to feel. I have Jacob’s heating eyes on me from the front, I have my entire body covered in plastic except my pussy and arsehole where Angus is currently venturing. Between these men my blood begins to heat and I can feel liquid pleasure gathering between my legs where I wish someone would touch me.
I let out a moan as Angus withdraws his fingers, Jacob doesn’t take his eyes off me. Instead, he steps into me as I feel the head of Angus’ cock press into my back hole. I gasp in surprise but Jacob is quick to take my lips and begins to seek out my tongue as I feel the burn from the slow stretch of Angus’ cock moving inside me. I whimper into Jacob’s mouth but he only deepens the kiss and laps at my tongue as Angus pushes deeper inside me bottoming out as I feel his body almost flush with mine. I am almost completely sandwiched between the two men, each invading a different hole of mine. As Angus withdraws and pushes into me, Jacob stands firm and keeps me upright, unmoving against Angus’ thrusts.
My mind is a jittery mess as I accommodate Angus in my wrapped, standing position but distracted by the deep caresses of Jacob’s tongue. He kisses me like he means it, with heat and passion that I didn’t know he could feel let alone give. I takewhat he gives me and what Angus gives me, the situation completely insane and erotic. I wish I could move my arms to hook around Jacob’s neck. But that’s not how either of these men want me. They want me,need meto be a vessel for their pleasure, or at least Angus does. Jacob appears to be getting off from the situation and making the most of it. He devours my mouth, caressing my tongue with an eagerness I hadn’t realised he had in him. The are no knives or blood involved but here he is holding me steady whilst his younger brother fucks my arse.
I groan into his mouth at the fullness I am feeling but I need relief too, I need Jacob to touch me. I try and pull away to ask but he doesn’t allow me space. I have no choice but to speak the words against his lips. “Please Master, touch me,” I beg in muffled words. I don’t think he heard me until I feel him release one shoulder and run his hand down my body finding my mound and pressing lower until his thumb finds my clit. “Yes,” I moan as he begins to strum me in just the right place against the thrusting rhythm of his brother rutting into me from behind.
My legs begin to quiver from so many emotions running through my body as I’m fucked from behind and fingered from the front. I lose myself in the way Jacob watches me as my eyes cloud and I chase the pleasure he is pulling from me until I feel Angus’ length swell and erupt behind me. I let out a sob of pure overwhelming pleasure as Jacob continues to hold me up whilst simultaneously drawing out my orgasm for everything it’s worth. I want to collapse into Jacob’s arms but my knees won’t bend. I feel unsteady on my feet as I lean more heavily into Jacob.
I hear Jacob say something muffled to Angus who pulls out of me gently. Jacob bends and lifts me up from the waist and carries me like a mannequin across to the bed. Angus helps position me onto the bed as Jacob lowers me onto it. Angus carefully lifts my head and pushes a pillow underneath and Irelax into a heated orgasmic stupor. I feel relaxed and cocooned and unhinged at what just happened to me, what is still happening to me. I am lying here floating down from what has been the most absurd experience I’ve ever had—that I’m still having.
For a moment, I don’t see either of the brothers. I close my eyes and almost drift off to sleep but my body jolts like I’ve just fallen down a cliff and I’m awake and aware I’m incredibly hot and not so much enjoying the plastic wrap anymore.
I turn my head to see the brothers having a heated conversation. I can’t hear what they’re saying because of the silly head mask thing I’ve got on. I think I dislike it the most. I see Angus’ shoulder lower in defeat and whatever they were arguing over, Jacob has won. Angus turns away from Jacob and climbs onto the bed. He slowly peels the face mask off and tugs at it, pulling some of my hair painfully with it, but it’s worth it to get air back on my face and skin again. I can hear again.
“Hey Roxy, that was incredible, thank you.”
I smile up at him dazedly. “You’re so welcome Angus,” I reply hoarsely.
“I made a deal with the devil, I mean with Jacob. For his help, he gets to play with you still mummified.”
My brows knit together as I digest what he’s saying. I try to clear my mind and ask, “What does he want to do with me?”
“He wants to tell you, but I want to remind you, you can use your safe word Roxy, whenever you want. You won’t be letting any of us down,” he says earnestly.
