Fifty Shades of Alice Through the Looking Glass (15 page)

Then Gnat stepped away, and the Jabbercock’s articulated arms descended upon poor Alice. She stared, helpless, as a large dildo penetrated her, easing in slowly, filling her up in a most delightful way.

Then it began.

The thrusting was gentle, sensual, at first. Already aroused, it made Alice sigh with pleasure, and she could already feel the first inklings of an orgasm dwelling deep within her.

The strokes became deeper, and faster. Two other arms extended and gently tugged her nipple rings, sending a shiver through Alice’s body.

It wasn’t terrible at all. In fact, it was just what she needed.

Suddenly, faster than any human being ever could, the Jabbercock began to pound into Alice with alarming speed. It was not only unexpected, it was unlike anything Alice had ever known. She went from an arousal level of five immediately up to an eight, and as she cried out her voice sounded like a yodel, the tremors in Alice’s body extending all the way to her voice.

Then, abruptly, all motion stopped.

The abrupt change from near climax to no stimulation at all was jarring. Alice’s face was already glistening with perspiration, and she was wetter than she’d ever been. She tried, in vain, to move her hips closer to the dildo, which was only centimeters away, but it retreated an equal distance back.

Her nipple rings were gently stroked, making Alice gasp. But the dildo didn’t return.

“It’s okay,” Alice said to herself. “I can handle it.”

She took in a deep breath and let it out slow, trying to ignore the nipple tugging. Then the Jabbercocky extended another arm, this one with a Hitachi wand on it. The Hitachi was a back massager with a large, spongy rubber head, capable of extremely intense vibrations. Alice watched, transfixed, as it lowered to her nether lips and pressed against her.

Alice sighed at the contact. When it turned on, she screamed.

It was too powerful. The pleasure was so intense, it was almost pain. But it wasn’t pain. It was exquisite, overbearing stimulation to her most sensitive part, and once again Alice rocketed toward a climax—

—that didn’t happen. Just as she came close, the arm retracted, leaving Alice out of breath and dizzy.

“Only seven hours and fifty-eight minutes to go,” Gnat said, smiling down at her.

Before Alice was able to brace herself, both the Hitachi and the dildo ravaged her, and between the buzzing and the thrusting Alice felt ready to burst.

Then it stopped.

“Right now, it’s simply frustrating,” Gnat told her. “But soon, all you’ll be able to think about is when the Jabbercock’s arms will return. The more you think about it, the more aroused you’ll become. The more aroused you become, the longer you’ll have to wait. Your body will turn against you, and you’ll become a mindless, begging slave to your own needs.”

“I will not beg,” Alice said.

Gnat smiled. “They all beg.”

The Jabbercock’s dildo extended again, slowly entering Alice. She ground her teeth, trying not to react, trying to ignore the grunting and screaming and pleading from all around her. Gnat removed his gauntlet, and his codpiece, and he touched himself as the Jabbercock began a slow and easy thrust.

“You’re so beautiful right now Alice,” Gnat said. “This is so exciting. And I can see how aroused you are.”

Alice didn’t want to look at him. She really didn’t like Gnat very much at that moment, and didn’t want to see his member so close, or hear his dirty talk, because it only turned her on even more.

“Do you want the Jabbercock to go faster, Alice?” Gnat asked, furiously abusing himself. “Beg me, and I’ll increase the speed.”

Alice set her jaw.

“No?” Gnat said.

The Hitachi descended, giving Alice a quick, two second jolt of intense vibrations, provoking a desperate whimper from her. She was so close to coming. If only the dildo went just the slightest bit faster…

“Beg for it, Alice. Beg for the speed to increase.”

“No,” Alice said through her teeth. “Never.”

Gnat pressed another button, and more robotic arms surrounded Alice. A tiny plug went into her bottom and vibrated, illuminating all of her tender nerve endings there. Besides the dildo and the Hitachi, a stream of warm water spurted on Alice’s genitals, exactly like the spray from her handheld shower massager, which she used to delightful results even more often than her rabbit vibe. The tiny fingers holding her nipples began to vibrate, and Gnat held his aroused manhood inches away from her mouth as he pumped away.

The sensations overwhelmed Alice. Try as she might to not react, it was simply too much to bear. She squeezed her eyes shut, willing her hips to stay still, fighting to keep from squirming or crying out. But try as she might, the orgasm built and built until—

All movement ceased.

“Seven hours and fifty six minutes left,” Gnat said. “Me? I’ll be done in about a minute. You can watch, if you like.”

Alice’s whole being seemed to be enflamed with desire. She wanted so badly to take Gnat in her mouth, and felt awful for wanting that, but the Jabbercock was turning her into a slut without any self-control. She yearned to press against the arms next time they stimulated her, and realized Gnat’s prediction was coming true; she was becoming more and more aroused, more and more focused on an orgasm that would only be denied. But Alice was unable to focus on anything else. When she tried to take her mind off of the things being done to her, the arms returned, teasing and stroking and vibrating. The water spurt in quick, rapid bursts, hitting her right on her swollen nubbin. The dildo jack-hammered into her then retreated so quickly Alice was shattered by need.

“Beg me,” Gnat said, the cords in his neck beginning to tighten. “Beg me, Alice.”

Alice listened to the tormented cries of her friends. The poor White Queen, laughing while moaning. Humpty, begging to penetrate something, anything. Rose, sobbing with need. Dodgson, grunting with frustration. Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum, tortured by their strange love and attraction to one another. And Lewis. Poor, sweet, Lewis. Her true love, made to be ashamed of his desires because of her. The sounds they made, the pleasure they were denied simply because they were different from others, reached right down into Alice’s soul and told her what she needed to do.

“I beg you,” she said to Gnat, her eyes welling up with need but her voice strong and sure. “Do whatever you will to me. Keep me here for days if you must. But let my friends come.”

And then a most curious thing happened. With a terrific burst of light, a golden crown appeared on Alice’s head.

“Why, you’ve become a queen,” Gnat said, gawking. “You’ve finally become tolerant of others and opened your mind.”

“Let them climax, Gnat,” Alice said.

“But, I can’t. The Red Queen says—”

“The Red Queen says whoop-de-do,” said the Red Queen, strolling into the Hall. “So, you got yourself a crown. Big deal. I’m the ruler of Looking Glass Land. I’m the one who beat the Jabbercocky.”

“Because you fell asleep,” Alice said.

The Red Queen frowned. “Sex is overrated. All of you people, with your fantasies and your rutting like animals. You should be ashamed of yourselves. Our genitals were created to make babies, not to abuse. They serve a function. Using them recreationally is a waste of time.”

“Why don’t you enjoy sex?” Alice asked. Then she yelped, “Oh my!” So much had been happening that Alice had managed to cool down a bit, and the Jabbercocky sensed that and once again penetrated and vibrated her to near climax.

“I enjoy sex just fine,” said the Red Queen. “As a way to be intimate with my husband. But I’m not like all of you shameless, wicked heathens, who flaunt your promiscuity like it is some badge of honor.”

“You’ve never had an orgasm, have you?” Alice asked between breaths.

“Who cares if I haven’t?” said the Red Queen. “I wouldn’t want to look as foolish as you do, in the throes of passion. All the screaming and moaning and gyrating. It’s downright degrading.”

“An orgasm isn’t degrading,” Alice said. “It is beautiful.” She looked at her friends, still being teased. “It is beautiful, no matter what turns you on or gets you off.”

“Poppycock,” said the Red Queen. “We’ll see how strong willed you are seven hours from now.”

“Perhaps you’d like to sit on my face,” Alice said to her.

The Red Queen turned even redder. “What did you just say?”

“If I have to, I’ll tie you up first. Then I’ll slide my tongue between your soft folds and lick you right where you’re most sensitive,” said Alice. “Slow, fat licks, as I gently ease a finger inside your wet—”

“Shut your slutty mouth,” the Red Queen snapped.

“And Gnat, as I devour the Queen’s sweet nectar with my lips and tongue, you shall enter me from behind. I’ll be wet and ready and yearning for your length. You’ll give me slow strokes at first, then pound into me faster and harder.”

“I’m in,” said Gnat.

The Jabbercock’s arms were all retracted, and sensing her building excitement, nothing touched Alice at all. But the images in her head, intensified by the words she was saying, were making her hotter and hotter.

“And perhaps I’ll have my rabbit vibrator,” Alice said, her juices flowing. “And as you lie there, helpless, Queen, I’ll plunge it deep inside you as I slather your sensitive clitoris with my tongue.”

“Be silent!” the Red Queen said. “I demand it!”

“And Gnat, you can pull out and make me beg for it,” Alice said, catering to Gnat’s particular kink. “Make me scream for you to mount me again, for you to thrust into me. Make me beg until I can’t take it anymore.”

“That’s so hot,” Gnat said.

It
was
so hot. So hot, in fact, that Alice was on the cusp of a gigantic orgasm without any stimulation at all.

“And right when you do,” Alice said, “you’ll fill me with your sweet cream, and I’ll thrust the rabbit so rapidly into the Queen while licking her that OH MY!”

The climax shuddered through Alice, making her cry out, releasing all the tension that had been building since before she arrived, without any stimulation whatsoever.

In mid-spasm, Alice’s shackles opened up, and the Jabbercocky’s dildo drooped down and touched the floor. Then two other robotic arms appeared, one with a cigarette, and one with a Zippo. The Jabbercock lit up, brought the cigarette to its smiley mouth in its smiley face, and took a deep puff.

Until the machilit the smoke…

This was followed by another flash of light, and the Red Queen’s crown vanished.

“My Queen!” Gnat said, getting on one knee and bowing.

Alice stood up, realizing she was now clothed in a brilliant gold bra and panties. Her tormented friends began to cheer and shout.

“That twas brillig, Alice!”

“You go girl!”

“Callooh! Callay!”

“Someone free my hands so I can jerk off!”

“Arise, Knight,” Alice commanded. “Program the Jabbercocky to make all of my friends climax, and then release them.” She stared at the shocked former Red Queen, who was on the floor, cowering. “Stand up.”

“I’m so sorry, my Golden Queen. Have mercy.”

“I shall,” Alice said. “Knight, bind her to a chair and let the Jabbercocky ravage her.”

“What if she falls asleep again?” Gnat asked.

“She isn’t to be teased. Have it give her ten orgasms. Be patient with her, until you find out what turns her on.”

“Yes, my Queen.”

The former Red Queen was stripped naked and immediately bound to a chair as the hall filled with the screaming and grunting of her friends’ orgasms. Alice hurried to Lewis, who was being sucked by the imitation Alice head. She pushed it away and pulled the red thong from his mouth.

“Alice,” Lewis said. “I’m so sorry. Please forgive—”

“Shh,” she said. Then she removed her new, golden bra and draped it on Lewis’s chest then took off her new, golden panties, and tied them around Lewis’s throbbing manhood and began to stroke him. “Any time you want to put on my underwear, Lewis, it is okay by me. But there’s one condition.”

“What?” Lewis croaked.

“You have to let me watch. Because it turned me on something fierce.”

Then she took Lewis in her mouth, bobbing her head as his hips bucked. He tasted salty and a little sweet and the feel of him on her tongue was like coming home.

He grabbed Alice’s bottom, helping her onto the lounge chair, and buried his face between her wet thighs, devouring her. Alice continued to work his pole, looking all around her as her friends all cried out in delight. Even the former Red Queen was surrounded by Jabbercocky arms, and beginning to moan softly.

Within a few seconds, Lewis began to spasm, and that triggered an enormous surge of pleasure in Alice, taking her to the heights of ecstasy once again…

…and her body was shaking. And her body was quaking. And she cried out in a deep throated scream—louder—and longer—and stronger—and—

—and she was standing in her bedroom, naked in front of the mirror, the rabbit buried deep from behind. And before Alice could figure out why these last two chapters were so short (hint: they are also short in the original version) there in the doorway stood Lewis himself, his eyes big as saucers at a tea party and a bulge growing in his jeans.

Alice removed the rabbit and tried to come back to reality, which wasn’t easy after so many mind-bending orgasms. She looked at her cats, Creampie still pouncing and Felcher still washing and Snowball still receiving her bath. And lastly, because she was embarrassed, she looked back to Lewis.

He threw up his hands, palms out, as if instead of a vibrator, she held a six shooter. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry!”

After all Alice had experienced in Looking Glass Land and all she had learned, an apology from Lewis was the last thing she wanted to hear. “Why should you be sorry?”

“I… I walked in on you. I didn’t mean to. I just came to return your keys. Your friends said you were going to the party, and I figured you wouldn’t be home.”