This time, the first burst from the box was exceedingly brief. As her vibrating belt silenced itself, she was able to watch Richard as he went about his business.

He opened another door and turned the light on. She could see that it was a large bathroom, and witnessed him disrobing down to his underwear. This is the first time that she had seen him nearly disrobed in a well lit place. As another short pulse from the belt hit her, she found herself heating up at the sight of him.

She saw him brush his teeth, then he finally shed his underwear. His manhood was limp when he emerged from the bathroom.

Richard gave her a long, hard look as the vibrator started up again. She wriggled and tried to bring the vibrator further into her. As she looked at him, she saw his penis stiffen and rise up from its resting place.

He shut the door behind him and went into a darkened room. The light from the room revealed it to be some sort of walk-in closet, with clothes on the hangers. But the clothes were rather odd...

He shut the door behind him and she could see a bar of light peeking through the bottom of the doorway. He emerged just a minute later, with a few things in his hands. Oh, god! What is he going to do to me now? She was close, so close...

The vibrations died again and she hissed in frustration through the breathing hole in her gag. Richard laid two things down on the bed and went over to dim the lights. One of the things resembled the chastity belt that she now wore. But I'm already wearing one! How the hell could I use another? she wondered.

He had put it down near the foot of the bed, so she had a good view of it. This one had a phallic protrusion on it, but it was a bit longer and narrower than hers had. And it was on the thin rear strap, instead of the wider one inside of her right now. Oh god! Now he's going to put something up my ass! It took her a moment to notice the front of it...

In front, it looked like there was a sheath for a man's penis to go into. It also looked like underneath the sheath, there was some sort of bulge with a wire protruding from it. That wire went back to the plug in back. She thought that she could see some sort of recessed plug in, like for an adapter, on the bulge underneath the penis sheath. He's going to wear *that* to bed?

The vibrator switched on, and coherent thought became difficult. She saw Richard return to the bed and start to apply some sort of lubricant to the plug.

He laid down on the bed, and she had a very nice view of him as he pulled the thing on and slid the plug into place. Then he slowly worked his penis into the sheath.

When he was done, he buckled the belt together around his waist. There was no lock on the belt that *he* wore, she noticed. She was surprised by the next thing that he did. He took out a pair of leather cuffs, and fastened his own ankles together. How bizarre *is* this guy, anyway? she thought as she felt the muscles in her vagina starting to tense up.

He reached up, and she saw him pull a very short chain out from behind the bed. Jennifer saw that it seemed to be attached to the wall. There was a wire wrapped around it that attached to the inch cubed metal block that also served as the end of the chain. A second wire about six feet long emerged from the metal box.

Richard took the second wire and plugged it into the bulge under his penis sheath. She didn't hear any additional buzzing as she came closer to her own orgasm. Then, he took out a pair of wrist cuffs and padlocked them to his own wrists. There was no connection between them, but there was a short oddly shaped metal key attached to each cuff via a very short chain.

She saw him push one of the metal keys into the box, and heard a click. She was so close, so close...

As she saw him push the second key into the box. Now both of his hands were nearly chained together, and she heard a second buzzing noise, this time coming from his belt.

As soon as she saw this, the orgasm hit her. She was thankful when the vibrator kicked off seconds later.

It was impossible for her to sleep in this condition. The standing in the stiletto heels with arms overhead made it impossible enough, but the vibrator kicking in and out over the course of the night made it even more exhausting.

With nothing else to focus on, she watched Richard over the course of the night. His vibrations also kicked on and off, she noticed, but it seemed much more regular. There was a long on period, and an even longer off period. She saw him writhe on the bed and struggle against his own self-inflicted bondage. Near the end of each session, she saw him twist and thrust his hips and grunt in pleasure. Only one time did she see the vibrator kick off without him apparently finishing the job. God! she thought as her vibrator kicked off again, leaving her panting. I wish that was me on his penis!

This cycle must have happened at least a half of a dozen times during the night, compared to Jennifer's dozens of random pulses. Finally, she saw a hint of light creep through the closed curtains.

Finally! She thought. But then she wondered about something. He's tied up too. How is he going to get untied?

Her question answered itself. There was one last period of vibration in Richard's belt. After a while, and just after he let out a grunt of pleasure, she heard a sharp electronic clicking noise. Jennifer saw that the metal keys were now loose from the small metal box on the end of the chain, and the vibrations had stopped. Slowly, he yawned and opened his eyes as Jennifer's exhausted body shuddered with yet another spasm of pleasure.

"Good morning," she heard him say as he smiled at her. He unbuckled his wrist restraints and slowly bent down to unplug the power cord to his belt. As he was working on the straps around his ankles, the continuous vibrations sent Jennifer into another bout of moaning through her gag.

He got out of the bed, with his belt still on. She was glad when he bent down under the bed and switched off the box. She saw his muscular butt moving as he made his way to the bathroom and closed the door behind him.