Part IV: The Party

Over the next few weeks, Lady Kay and Penelope continued to control every facet of my existence.  I was in control of nothing; they were in control of everything.  Not even my breathing, thanks to the addition of the respirator.

Once a week the panels were removed and adjustments were made to my “situation”.  Due to the controlling of my diet, my corset was continually tightened, until it was well below where i have ever gone before. All of the anchoring points were kept tight so not even little movement was allowed.

At times they would play with my senses.  Lady Kay had a small heater installed in the cabinet.  She would turn on the heater causing me to begin to heat up more than what the suit would produce.  I would begin to sweat profusely in the rubber and not to be able to do anything about it.  There was no doubt that this was helping me to create a smaller wasp waist.  Small holes were actually in the knees of my suits to allow the sweat to be drained out. She always feeds the sweat back into me via my feeding tube, nothing was wasted.

Without notice, i felt my prison being leaned back on a dolly.  I was being moved, but to where i didn’t know. As near as i could tell i was placed in another part of the house. I stayed in that location for a few more hours in complete rubber silence.

“Hello Victoria,” Lady Kay speaks into my earphones breaking the weeks of silence. “you are probably wondering why you have been moved. Well, I am hosting a little get together for my birthday, and you being part of my life, I want you there. So for the evening, as a special treat I am going to leave your earphones on so that you may enjoy the evening as much as I will.  Just so you know, you are place prominently in the middle of the room, though you will have a few plates of finger foods on top your cabinet, so in a sense you will still be serving me.”, as she gleefully laughs in her microphone.

Penelope walks into the room with a two silver platters of hors d'oeuvres.  She places them on the top of the armoire.

“Well now victoria, we are going to play a little game tonight.  Penelope has placed a platter of caviar and pate on your prison.  There is a small scale underneath each tray that is attached to your butt plug.  When my guests take a piece of caviar, it will slightly open the valve to your enema hose, to which you will receive some more of our wonderful piss enema.  When they take a sample of the pate, you will receive an electrical shock to your penis tube, which is lined with small electrodes. The more samples they take the more your punishment you will feel. Now if the plates are empty you the get the full flow of the enema and/or the full shock treatment, so you had better wish for Penelope to keep those plates full, it’s all in her hands, but bear in mind i am going to keep her quite busy tonight serving my guests! Have fun!”

Within the hour, i heard the doorbell ring, a parade of people started to flow into our home. i could hear the shuffling of people as they. Soon Lady Kay’s friends were mingling about the room.  i could hear the chatter of small talk around the room, but it was different.  The voices were garbled; i had to concentrate to even understand some of the words. 

“Are you enjoying yourself Victoria?” Without warning I could hear Lady Kay as clear as day. “Having a bit of a time understanding anyone? Well, my dear, there are two types of microphones.  One is hidden in the lamp on top of your armoire, that one has a filter on it to garble the small talk around the room.  You didn’t think i was going to let you listen on other peoples conversations, now were you? That would be rude of me.”, She says with a devilish grin. “But Penelope and i have microphones that allow you to hear us crystal clear. It was going to be a long night of anguish and torture, all at the mercy of the invited guests that are partaking unknowingly in Lady Kay’s play.”

All i could do was to wait for the inevitable. All of sudden, i heard a garbled voice get closer to my prison. i felt the slight shock of my penis tube and the coolness of the enema as one of Lady Kay’s guests took some appetizers off the tray.  The sensation was short and not too uncomfortable, but i knew that would change.

A few minutes later more intense and longer jolt went through my penis.  i could tell that the pate was a more popular appetizer tonight as my penis was getting a more constant pulsing of electricity flowing through it. I could feel the enema being to a more constant flow coming in.  Lady Kay must have refrigerated the enema.  The sensation was cold and very noticeable.  I tried my best to relax the best i can, but the tightness of my corset only increased the pressure on my bowels. Even as though i am encased in a several layers of rubber a cold shiver shot through my body.

As the evening went on, my torture got more intense.  Finally it had reached a point where i knew the plates were empty.  My head was spinning from the intense sensations as my penis was being bombarded with electrical pulses and my rectum was filling up causing my bowels to cramp intensely from the cold piss enema i was forced to endure.  The garbled noise of the party goers only added to my predicament causing me to go into an almost altered state of subspace.  I couldn’t take anymore but there was nothing i could do.  i am at the mercy of Lady Kay and her party goers.

Without notice, it all stopped.  “I’m so sorry victoria”, Penelope said over the microphone as she placed a new tray of hors d'oeuvres on my cabinet, “Lady Kay has kept me very busy tonight taking care of the needs of Her guests. I tried to get over here numerous times, but She would always task me with something else”. I knew She did that on purpose in order to heighten Her play with me. “Luckily, She has given me permission to turn of the electrics and enema feed, but i am afraid You are going to have to hold it until the party ends, that may be a few hours, so sit tight!” 

Penelope turns off the earphones again throwing me back into silence with only my thoughts to keep me company.

Later that evening, after Lady had thanked and said goodbye to Her guests, Penelope and her sat down to relax from the evenings festivities. Exhausted the conversation turned to me. “Do you think victoria had a good time at Your party, Madam?” Penelope asked.

“Oh i am sure she did.” Lady Kay answered with a devilish grin. “By the way, go empty her enema, i am sure She is ready for that after almost six hours and pull the panels off so we can enjoy looking at her.”.

Penelope jumps up and returns with a bucket and hose attaching it to the hidden valve.  I feel my bowels release as a great rush of relief comes over as the enema expels. 

“She held three full liters Madam!” Penelope comments. “Good girl”, she speaks under her voice as she removes the panels.

As i continued to drain, Penelope returns to the couch where Lady Kay is relaxing enjoying the view of my rubber encased body, “Well Penelope, Victoria has been in the box for 45 days now, during that time i have been preparing her for her next stage of training.  You see, i bought this property for a reason, not only for the land but also for the stables.   I have been preparing the grounds and the acquiring the necessary equipment to put victoria through full pony training, i am sure she will be happy to be out of the box, but she is going to put to the test during the next level of her control and submission.  Over the next week we shall prepare victoria. Tomorrow with her morning feeding, we will add a sedative.   I don’t want her to be aware of her transformation, so she will be unconscious. We will take her downstairs.  During that time she will still be shackled and chained, and caged at night.  i want her to wake up and be totally be surprised of her new predicament.  Leave her here, it’s time for bed, we have a long week ahead.”

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