Tumbling by SG

Pulling into the parking lot I found Dave standing next to a flat bed truck with the company’s logo on the door while he talked on his cell phone. The truck itself was a standard work truck that you can see at any construction site. The flat bed of the truck had a large storage tub that was about three feet square and two feet tall tied down to the bed by several ropes. Mounted to the back of the bed was a small crane for lifting heavy things on and off of the truck bed. Bolted to the bed on either side of the crane were a small electrical generator and a compressor air pump. 

I parked my car next to his truck and got out. As I walked up to him he ended his call. 

“Hey, good to see you,” he said as I walked up and gave him a hug.

“Is every thing alright? That call sounded serious.”

“Nothing to serious, just the usually problems I have to deal with every day. But we might have to cut today short. There are some problems going on with the construction that might require my attention,” Dave answered. “So you ready to get going and get things started?” He asked switching things to the topic and event of the day.

“Yeah, why not,” Alison knew not to bother trying to push the topic further. Dave was an enigma of a man. He was someone who you could never fully figure out. It wasn’t that he was deceitful or that he lied about things. In many ways he was the complete opposite. He would tell you the complete and honest truth about himself and you could end up feeling like you knew even less about him. He had an insight about people that allowed him to at a person and immediately start to figure them out and understand them. It allowed him to be very good in his field as well as letting him blend in with anyone. 

As hard as Alison tried she could never figure out Dave. Partly because she never knew what the true Dave was since he acted different around everyone but also because the man’s brain was always fifteen different topics at once and with an attention span that could be rivaled by a two year old those topics were constantly changing. That left everyone else a in the dark about what he was truly thinking about. The one thing that Alison did know about him and which she could read off him as though he were a book was that he truly cared about her. 

Alison walked around the other side of the truck and climbed into the cab. Dave got the truck started and they were on their way. It was a winding gravel road that they were driving on. To the right of the vehicle was a steep hillside, which was heavily forested. On the left through the occasional breaks in the trees was a river. Every once and a while the truck would come to a clearing where avalanches had taken out the brush and trees on the hill side leaving a scared landscape. Older slides were covered with fresh growth. They were covered with grass and dotted with new trees on the oldest slides. The lush forest suddenly gave way to a giant gap in the trees. The entire hill side was completely clear cut for nearly a quarter mile across. 

Looking out her window Alison started up to the top of the hill which she now though looked more like a small mountain. All the way up the hill were the stumps of the trees which had been cut and removed or at least mostly removed. Along the edge of the forest logs had been piled up to starting from the tree line and going down and away as if they were there to push things rolling down the mountain back into the center of the hill. There were also logs piled up randomly through out the hill. The one other thing Alison was noticing was the road which snaked its way up the hill crisscrossing from one side to the other in its slow progression up the hill side. Sure enough that was the road that Dave turned onto.

We traveled along the road making our way up the hill. The further up the hill we got the more I was able to see the exact terrain of the hill. Stumps stuck out of the ground all over the place. In some areas as much as ten or twenty feet of the tree was still standing where the tops of the trees had been cut off. When we got to the top of the hill Dave pulled the truck to a stop and parked it looking down over the hill at the river below. Following Dave’s lead I got out of the truck and walked around to the back. I still hadn’t seen this new device that his company had come up with but from what I was looking at in the back of the truck I couldn’t even begin to make a guess what it was. 

Dave had climbed onto the bed of the truck and again I followed. He went to work removing the straps from the top of the tub on the flat bed. I leaned against the crane and admired his work along with his body. It was Dave’s looks that had originally got my attention when I first met him but it was his personality that kept me interested. Once he had gotten the straps removed he pulled off the lid and pulled out what I can only describe as a clear plastic blob. It almost looked like a clear tarp that was crumpled up but I couldn’t see any edges any where. The plastic was very pliable with no stiffness of its own except from its thickness. I had seen body bags used for mummification that the company had produced but what every this was there was far too much material to cocoon someone in.

Dave was moving the limp material around and looking for something on it. When he found what he was looking for he pulled the whole blob of plastic material out of the container. With my new perspective of the material I could see that the point Dave was interested in was where numerous reinforcing strands all joined. The part Dave was holding looked to be made of much stronger and thicker material then the rest of the plastic. He was holding on to a slot that was cut into the material. The slot was about five inches long, a couple inches wide and in the middle of the slot Dave was holding on to a piece that ran across the slot. Running out in every direction from the slot where threads but not really threads. Running out in straight lines were areas that had been made thicker than the rest of the material like seams.

Lifting the material up Dave placed the jaws of the clamp from the cable of the crane in the slot and around the piece running across the slot. Once he was satisfied that the clamp was lock around the plastic piece. The material was hanging from the clamp maybe three feet off the ground. Dave came back to where I was standing. Moving to the side I got out of the way of the crane as he manipulated the controls till the plastic blob was positioned in the middle of the bed with at least half of it resting on the bed. 

“Ok, were all setup and ready to get started,” Dave said as he picked up the clip board he had set down when he first climbed on to the bed.

“I still don’t know what’s going on.”

“This is the new toy we’re going to be testing today,” he said as he pointed to the limp blob hanging from the crane. “It’s called an Isosphere. The way it works is you get in it then it is inflated. Once it is inflated the inner and outer layer of material which is joined will form a sphere. Your body will be held inside the sphere completely protected. Then we let you go rolling down the hill to the river. You float down the river and get picked up a ways down.”

Looking at shook on my face as I stared down the hill at the river far below Dave immediately realized he hadn’t won over my confidence. 

“It’s really not dangerous. The plastic has been heavily tested for its strength. It’s very thick and very strong which makes it nearly impossible to puncture with out going to some elaborate methods. If you look at the material you’ll see that every foot or so there are two inch diameter holes that go through the outer shell to the inside of it where you’ll be. So you’ll have plenty of air.”

“I don’t know. What about when I hit the water? If I’m held in place had do I do when water comes into there?” The thought of being trapped in a plastic bubble out door seemed strange enough. But to go barreling down a steep hill filled with debris then into water seemed crazy.

“You’ll be fine. The outside shell is eight inches thick filled with air and the diameter of the sphere is eight feet. When you are floating in the water your buoyancy will keep you up far enough out of the water so that water will only rise a couple of inches through an air hole. But given the diameter of the sphere your head won’t even be close to the inner walls of the shell.” 

“It still seems like a lot could go wrong with this very easily. And I don’t even understand why your company which designs sex toys would even be interested in something like this.”

He took hold of my hand and gave it a soft squeeze for reassurance. “Trust me it is perfectly safe. I wouldn’t have even considered letting you try it out if I didn’t feel it was safe. The idea behind the development of this was for developing a new kind of sensory deprivation device. Normally for sensory deprivation you can only cut off someone’s ability to see, hear, talk and move. The sphere is designed so that you can disorient a person’s sense of balance with out making them sick. When you put someone in this you can disorient their sense of balance by rolling them, then while they are gagged, restrained, blindfolded and have their ears plugged you can cut off the rest of their senses. The person is held in the center of the sphere with their stomach being the center of gravity. That means they are perfectly balanced and won’t have a heavy end which would cause the sphere to balance with the heavy end down. More importantly a person can be spun around all they want but their stomach will remain in the center of rotation keeping them from getting sick. Their inner ear which is where your sense of balance comes from will be spun causing a person to become completely disoriented. We figured that out from one of the simulators they use at the space museum.”

He walked me up to the limp deflated ball of plastic so I could get a better look. “That was what we originally planned to make. But somewhere along the line someone got the idea to develop these for more extreme use. That is the model you are looking at. When we designed it there were two main focuses to be designed for. One was safety. The other was stimulation. We’ve tested this out in the most extreme cases we could come up with already. Using dummies with electronic sensors as test subjects we tested the balls everywhere we could to see how the spheres would hold up along with the occupant. In every case the sphere held up and the info gained from the sensors on the dummies told us that physically it was perfectly safe for people inside. This stuff right here isn’t even close to some of the more extreme stuff we were testing these things on. The company purchased this land for and set up a number of courses for people to come and use this stuff. Our testing area for the most extreme cases is further up the river.”

“You aren’t expecting me to try this out on that stuff are you?”

“Not if you don’t want to. The reason I asked you if you wanted to test this out is because I know you enjoy extreme sports and you love to raft and kayak. And I know you enjoy playing with the stuff I have shown you before.”

“It does sound kind of interesting but I don’t know about the being blind and deaf while I roll down a hill like this. Also I’m not sure I would want to try anything too extreme.”

“That’s fine. But don’t give up on it completely before you try it. The first step in testing out any of the products we develop is to have the person testing the product fill out a sheet on their information, sign a consent form and from a list of activities to test on they check any that they aren’t comfortable with,” he said as he handed the clip board over to me. “Before you check anything off that you don’t want to do, why don’t you give this a try and see if you like it. We’ll put you in it and if you feel uncomfortable you can get out. If you feel okay you can do a small trial run starting one of those short hills we was as we drove up closer to the pick up point on the river where I can pull you out. At the end, I let you out, see how you feel, and go from there. How does that sound?”

“I guess that would be okay,” I replied flatly. I quickly filled out the cover page with my information. Most of it was standard stuff like name, address, weight, etc. 

The next ten pages was a list of items I was supposed to check if I felt uncomfortable doing them while I was testing the product for the company. Dave told me we could come back to that if I chose to go through with the testing today. Skipping to the last page I initialed several statements and signed my name on the bottom of the form. Handing it back to him he set it back down on the bed of the truck. 

“Great. Then let’s get you in there. First you need to completely disrobe.”

I knew I was going to be naked for today so when Dave told me to take my clothes off I wasn’t surprised. It wasn’t the first time I had been naked with him but being in this public of a place was a little unnerving. Dave had assured me when we first talked about testing a something out that no one would be around to see me naked. Stripping down to my bare skin I gave my cloths to Dave who placed them in the storage tub. The cold mountain air blew across my body causing me to get goose bumps all over. My nipples had grown very erect by now. I felt a twinge of excitement run through my body as I stood there naked on the side of a mountain. The excitement mixed with the nervousness I was feeling leaving my stomach with butterflies.

“Now if you don’t want to you don’t have to wear a gag. But we’ve used gags before so I though it would add a sense of excitement for you as well as keep you from biting your tongue off when you are bouncing around.” He held up a variety of head harness gags. He had every kind of gag possible. Feeling bad about the fact that I might still back out on him and not wanting to look like a prude I tried to impress him by picking the penis gag. It was three inches long and two inches wide. It also had an air hole running down the center of it. Dave replaced the other gags into the tub. He pulled one more item out and placed it into his pocket before I could see what it was. Dave then put the gag on me. The rubber penis kept my jaws held open and filled my mouth. Dave buckled the straps tightly around my head. He pulled the chin strap very tight forcing my teeth to bite into the gag. My mouth naturally took to sucking on the object in my mouth while my tongue played with it as though it were a real cock in my mouth needing stimulation.

In the past Dave had brought home toys from work and would show then to me as well as let me try them out. We had even gone through most of their bondage collection. Nothing we ever did was to extreme and we had never had sex while I was tied up. He was always worried about my wellbeing and didn’t want to take advantage of me. I really wasn’t all that into most of it but I knew he enjoyed using the stuff on me so I let him. But nearly everything we did I found I was gagged in one way or another. Dave defiantly had a thing for gags. I was never that into gags but I did find it some what interesting but never to the degree he did. It felt kind of humiliating to have a penis, be it fake or not, locked in my mouth especially while I was outside in the open. But I knew it would please him and to be honest I did find I was getting a little wet thinking about how I might be seen by someone while I had this locked in my mouth.

Dave then grabbed the side of the deflated sphere and pulled up some of the material to reveal a small opening just large enough for a person to fit through. He explained that the opening was the only part of the outer sphere that could be inflated separately. The opening had its own valve to inflate it forcing the material around the hole to expand into it closing the hole. I picked up the material and put the hole over my head and let the rest of it fall back down. Bent over my head was still holding up the sphere. I moved around in the sphere climbing wound the maze of straps going every where till I as on the other side. With only my feet on the out side now I picked up each foot and placed it into the interior of the sphere. I found that the inner part was a confused tangle of deflated plastic. Dave hooked up the hose from the air compressor to a nozzle at the top of plastic. He put just enough air into the sphere to make the top expand a little and start to give it shape as the sphere expanding out a few feet in all directions. The lower half of the sphere had some of the air in it but was still deflated on the bed of the truck but with the sphere partially inflated I was able to see the interior structure of the sphere and understand how I was going to be restrained. 

Climbing in through the hole, Dave joined me in the sphere trailing behind him the air hose to the pump. He knelt just in front of the hole on the other side of the sphere from me. The interior of the sphere had some kind of structure that also had to be inflated. The structure almost looked like a suit but composed of multiple sections all of which had connections and straps to the walls of the sphere. Dave helped me climb into the end where my head would end up leaving me facing way from him and the entrance. Sliding into the interior suit proved to be very difficult. There were openings all over the place that my legs and arms kept slipping through. Dave tried his best to guide my limbs through the suit. I found that the inner suit piece prevented me from straightening my arms or legs which left me kneeling down with my arms at my sides. Once I was in the interior piece Dave began inflating the sections that had to be inflated individually. 

First he inflated the part that rapped around my lower arm and wrist on my right side. That piece had straps running from its end and anchoring it to my waist. As he inflated the piece I could feel the pressure start to grow on my skin. Once it was inflated my hand was held in a fist and I quickly found I couldn’t pull my arm out leaving it pinned to my waist. The balloon part of the sleeve ended just below my elbow but there was more plastic on the inside of my elbow connecting it to the balloon around my upper arm. The plastic on the inside of my elbow had several straps running out to the sphere. Dave inflated the balloon around my upper arm next which squeezed my bicep. There were straps running from the upper part of the balloon connecting it to the balloon around my chest and over my shoulders. 

While he moved on to my left arm I was checking out the straps running from the balloon on my bicep. My view was slightly obstructed by the deflated balloon which surrounded my head but I could see that all those straps seemed to anchor into the top of the sphere. Once he had finished with my left arm Dave moved onto my legs. Again he started with my right side inflating the balloon that went from my ankle to my upper calf but stopping short of the knee. With the lower leg done he moved onto the upper leg where a balloon ran from just above my knee to my upper thigh.  The balloon around my upper thigh had straps that connected to the waist piece making it so all the balloon were connected. With that done he moved on to the other leg. Like my arms, there were a number of straps running off of my legs. The only strap that restrained my movement right now was the one running from lower legs near my ankle to the back of my upper legs. Again the two balloon sections were connected by plastic running behind my knee. There were also several straps that ran out from behind my knee and ran to the lower part to the sphere which I was kneeling on.

Moving in front of me and looking me straight in the eye Dave asked me if I was ok and if I wanted to proceed. I shook me head yes. He connected the hose to the valve in the piece surrounding my head and my entire neck. The only open part was between my chin and eye brows along with openings for my ears. Most of my forehead was covered up by it. Letting air into the balloon I found that my neck began to get stretched out forcing my chin up while my head was being compressed. By the time he had finished inflating it my head was held completely immobile and I was left looking slightly upward.

Dave then pulled out the item he had placed in his pocket. I couldn’t see what it was till he held in front of him just inside of my range of vision. He had pulled out a tube of lube that he had put in his pocket earlier. Putting an excessively large glob onto his middle three fingers he then used his other hand to open up the deflated balloon section that went around my waist and between my legs. There were several connecting straps running between my waist and lower chest where the next balloon was. The straps running up were spaced a couple inches apart which is how he had access to my skin and underneath was another deflated balloon running around my midsection which he was able to push aside. Once he lowered his hands below his chest level I could no longer see what he was doing.

Careful not to touch anything and make a mess he slid his grease covered hand down in front of my crotch. Then using his thumb and pinky he split my lips and began to rub my exposed pussy with his greased fingers. I let out a soft moan through my gag. The moan that followed was much more predominate as he slid his fingers deep within me. My pussy was covered and literally dripping with lube. We were in a clear bubble while I am partially restrained on a flatbed tuck on the top of a hill. I couldn’t help but feel like there were people in the woods watching or even video taping all this. People listening to me moan as I was being lubed up to test a sex toy. As he worked the lube further into me my excitement grew causing my pussy to release its own natural juices. Then he pulled his hand out. I was really starting to get into things when he abruptly pulled his hand out. 

Again he put another huge gob of lube on his fingers. I was better lubed than I had ever been in my life, what did he need more for? Leaning forward till his face was inches way from my chest and I could feel his warm breath on my nipples which were exposed by cutouts in the chest piece balloon. This time he reached behind me. I could feel his palm touch my lower back and slid down to my butt. Again his thumb and pinky were used to spread me out. My eyes bulged as I realized what was about to happen then winced as I waited for what was about to happen. I had tried some of the butt toys that Dave had showed me but never found them very enjoyable since they always hurt when you put them in. His greased fingers touched my rear passage and the grease spread through out my butt crack. Then a finger slid in, then out then back in. He continued to penetrate my anal passage till it was well lubed then he pulled his hand out. Picking up the air hose which he had set down, Dave went about inflating the balloon that went around my mid section. He inflated it till the balloon just started to restrict my waist like a corset forcing my chest out and stretching my back out.

Dave then went behind me and climbed out of the hole with the hose. Once he was out he connected the hose to the sphere and began to let it inflate. The top of the sphere inflated first. Once the top had inflated to the point that it was beginning to pull up on the straps connected to me the bottom began to fill pressing against the bed of the truck and rising up. More and more what had been a deflated wad of plastic was turning into a sphere. I could also feel the balloon around my chest and around my waist beginning to inflate as well. The waist piece was connected to the sphere by a balloon running from between my legs to the bottom of the sphere. The more the pressure increased the more that balloon pushed the waist piece into my crotch which was also inflating and pressing against my waist, butt and crotch. The chest piece had similar balloons. One ran out my back to the inner wall of the sphere while the other ran between my boobs and out to the inner wall directly in front of me. Both of which feed air into the chest piece making it inflate with the rest of the sphere and my balloon around my waist. Dave used the winch on the crane to lift the sphere up as it inflated. As the sphere expanded I found my body being lifted up by the straps anchored to the top of the sphere to my arms, head and chest. Also lifting me up was the balloon running between my legs and around my waist. The sphere wasn’t fully inflated yet but my body was suspended in the air.

The more the sphere inflated the more my body got stretched out. My knees were being pulled out to either side leaving me completely spread out while my waist and crotch were being forced up. My arms were also being pulled with the straps leading from the ends of my arms to my waist holding my wrists down while the elbow straps pulled my elbows out the sides and my upper arms pulled upwards. My whole body was held tight, stretched out and compressed by the balloons.

The sphere had its shape but Dave kept adding air to it increasing the pressure. As more air was added the balloons around my waist and chest pressed tighter and tighter. Dave kept adding air to the sphere but it held its shape and didn’t expand. I was starting to notice that my boobs felt like they were being squeezed. I also started to notice that there were distinct knobs pushing on my ass and pussy. 

Once Dave got the pressure to the level he was looking for he disconnected the hose and began to carefully take notes in his log book noting the current pressure and that this would be a small trial. Dave stuck his head in the open hole which was half way up the sphere and explained to me what was going on.

“Ok by now you should have noticed the pressure around your boobs as well as the two objects between your legs. This is the specialized stimulation that we developed. The plastic that makes the sphere and nearly everything on the inside is a very strong but non stretching material. So even if we increase the pressure it won’t expand. Now the material around your boobs and between you legs is different. It is a new plastic material that is very strong but will stretch once a certain pressure is reached but not before. Any pressure greater than that and the material will easily stretch to many times its normal size. So at that specific pressure when ever the sphere would hit a bump or bounce the material will expand due to the increased pressure. The material around your boobs is meant to expand in a specific way in order to squeeze your breasts while the material between your legs was meant to expand in length and width to form a phallic type shape. Both pieces between you legs should start with no length and will increase in length and diameter once the pressure in the sphere becomes greater than the materials resistance. That means they will both have to penetrate when they start to expand. Now the part for the rear is designed to only expand so far so that it won’t cause any damage to the internal organs and will expand in width more than length. The one for your vagina is designed to get longer and wider than the rear since the vagina can take more than the rectum. Now I don’t want to scare you away so I only inflated everything to 85% of the normal pressure for the sphere which means that with a good bounce the material will stretch but not to any extreme. So are you still ok with this? Moan once for yes and twice for no.”

I was still a little unsure of all this but I moaned once anyways. Dave took the air hose and placed it on the nozzle for the opening in the sphere and inflated it. With the opening closed up I was truly trapped in this bubble. I still had all the small holes spread every foot or so apart all the way around the sphere but nothing big enough to get out of. They were all two inches or so in diameter running from the inner layer eight inches to the outer layer and were meant for air to pass in and out of the sphere.

Dave collected his things off the flat bed and jumped off. He climbed into the cab and drove down the road as it crisscrossed the hill. I swung back and forth suspended from the crane as he took turns. I would swing out then from side to side as the straightened out. As he drove the sphere would twist giving me a view of the area. With my head held in place the way it was I was restricted to seeing what ever was directly in front of me. Once Dave got to the bottom of the hill he turned on the road and headed back from the way we had originally come from. I watched as the trees passed by wondering if they hid anyone in their dark depths. He parked the truck on the edge of the road in the middle of the hill on one of the old avalanche wash outs. I was facing up the hill which was a smaller slope than where we had been and covered in grass with a few boulders dotting the hill side. 

Dave got out of the cab of the truck and climbed back on to the bed. With the sphere facing towards the high side of the hill I was able to watch Dave as he came around the side of the truck. Dave took the controls to the crane and swung me out over the hill. As he swung me out I was briefly facing towards the road ahead of the truck where I saw another truck approaching. Dave had promised that we would be completely alone the whole time. Now there was someone coming while I suspended in the air, trapped in this clear bubble for the purpose of testing out how it would stimulate me sexually all while I was gagged with a fake penis in my mouth. He let the sphere with me inside hang ten or so feet above the grassy slope waiting as the sphere continued to twist around on the cable. I could no longer see the approaching truck as the sphere continued to rotate around away from the truck leaving me with a view of only the mountain across the way. With my chin held up I couldn’t see down to the hill or water below. Dave was waiting till the exact moment when the sphere would rotate around leaving Alison looking straight ahead. Using a button on the control panel he released the lock on the clamp holding the sphere on the end of the cable. The sphere fell the to ground and began a bouncing roll down the hill.

Dave had just let Alison go. He watched as the clear bubble with its occupant tightly held inside started picking up speed as it rolled down the hill towards the river below. The sound of a truck approaching caught his attention. Looking around the front of the truck he saw one of the other company trucks approaching. The truck was longer than his. The bed of the other truck was lined with equipment, storage cabinets, and scaffolding. It was the truck that the company had specially equipped to facilitate the Isospheres. Dave had specifically chosen to take the work truck instead of the other truck since it would have been a bit much for Alison to see. Along with a modified crane meant for the lighter load of the spheres but capable of extending to three times its retracted length of twenty feet, it also had frame work around the bed of the truck. With the extra frame work the truck could transport four Isospheres at once with two on the bed of the truck, one tied down above the cab and one hanging off the frame work extending from the back of the truck behind the crane. The added frame work allowed the spheres to be securely tied down for transport as well as having tie down points meant for people. The truck was also meant to transport people while they were tied up in various ways so that they could be put on display or just transported. Storage cabinets three feet tall lined the edges of the bed just inside of the frame work filled with an assortment of the company’s products.

All the land in the area was owned by the company. It was to become a sexual resort for people to come to. Masters and Mistresses could send their slaves to the resort for training but mostly it was for people who were just submissive to come and be taken control of for a day or however long they choose to stay. But the main attraction for the resort was to be the new Isospheres and the various course people could go down.

Being the head of new development for the company it was Dave’s job to ensure that everything went according to plan. So far most of the construction had gone on with no problems.  That was what the phone call was about earlier. Dave had originally planned to spend the day with Alison personally testing the new spheres. He had always wanted to get her more involved in his work and he was hoping the new Isospheres with their ability to be used for extreme sports and not just sex would be the thing to bring her in. Of course he was also wishing that his job didn’t demand so much of his time. The phone call he had gotten was from Jake, one of his assistance, who was over seeing the construction of the actual resort building. There were problems with some of the equipment they were using which was slowing down construction. 

The second tuck pulled up along side of Dave’s truck. The two men in the truck got out. One was a man he had done a lot of work with, Nick Rogers. Nick was the head of testing for the Isospheres project. The other man he didn’t recognize. Dave hopped off the bed of the truck to meet Nick.

“Hey, sorry to pull you off of this,” Nick said, “I know you wanted to get away from the construction project and do some of the testing yourself but I’m afraid it just isn’t going to work out.”

“What happened at the resort site?”

“One of the trucks they were using broke down. Your truck is the only one around that can do the stuff 

“I just got started on this run.” Dave didn’t want to let Nick know that in the sphere was a girl he was, at the very least, some-what involved with. “This run was only a small trial so I was about to head down to the pick up point to retrieve the sphere. It won’t take me long. I can postpone the rest of the tests, head to the resort site and come back to continue the tests once I take care of things at the construction site.”

“Jake said he needed you up there immediately to look over some changes that were going on as well. That’s why he sent us up here to finish what ever you were on so you could get back down there.” As Nick talked to Dave Matt, Nick’s newest recruit was grabbing Dave’s paper work for the trials out of the cab of the truck. 

Dave realized there was no way around it. It was his job to oversee all the projects and devote his attention to ones that had problems. As much as he would like to still be the one running field tests on new products, now that he had been promoted it was no longer his job. He never felt that Nick had done a very good job when it came to using real subjects for testing. He seemed to forget that though a dummy might indicate things were safe when you put a real person through the same situation you can find they have frailties you can’t find with a dummy. “Ok, just remember that there is a real person in that sphere not a dummy. Let them know what happened and where I’m at and take really good care of them.”

“Don’t worry, I know my job. We got all your notes so we’ll finish the trial and take care of things till you can get back.” With that Nick climbed back into his truck and headed up the road to find a place to turn around so he could head back down the road to the pick up point on the river.

Dave knew that Alison wasn’t going to be happy when someone else picked her up down stream but there was no way for him to do it. Nick did know his job he had to admit and there wasn’t much that could go wrong with just pulling Alison out of the water. Hopefully she would understand the fact was those two guys were going to be the ones to get her out of the water and release her since there was no way Alison would want to do any of the testing with those two around. Dave pushed his feelings for Alison in the back of his mind and got in the truck to head to the resort site which was turning into one problem after another.

I was getting more and more nervous about things. It wasn’t just the fact that I was hanging over a hill completely confined in this bubble. Now there was someone coming who was going to see me. Dave didn’t leave me much time to worry about it though. My stomach leapt as the clamp released the sphere. As the sphere hit the ground I could feel the pressure around breasts increase. But that wasn’t nearly as noticeable as the two nubs which had previously only been pressing on my pussy and butt hole suddenly increased in size. The nub pressed against my pussy expanded to about two inches long and half an inch in diameter. The nub on my rear expanded to an inch long and half an inch in diameter. Both had been pressing tightly against my skin so the expansion of each nub was left with no where to go but into me. This sudden expansion forced my body to stretch to accommodate the two intruders. A

s quickly as it had occurred it ended. The sphere bounced down the hill relieving the pressure which had forced the material to expand but it was only a short reprieve. On the next three bounces the nubs inflated till finally the sphere wasn’t bouncing enough to increase its pressure. I tumbled down the hill watching the world spin. Both my holes were slightly sore from being stretched and penetrated but mostly it was my rear that hurt from the sudden expansion. Dave was right about the sphere keeping me from getting sick. I watched as my view changed from ground to sky leaving my sense of equilibrium completely confused yet my stomach felt fine. As I bounced down the hill the two nubs would occasionally press a little firmer against me but never expanded enough to penetrate me..

When the hill finally ended at the water’s edge the sphere struck a boulder. The nubs increased to as large a size as when I had hit the ground the first time as I was thrown into the air. I entered the water in a giant splash half way across the river. The impact into the water again caused the material to expand squeezing my boobs while slightly penetrating me. I bobbed upside down in the water as the current began to carry me down stream. The current also caused the sphere to rotate around a bit eventually leaving me facing down towards the water. The clear plastic of the sphere made a perfect window into the water. I watched the rocks and boulders pass beneath me through my window into the water. I had to admit to myself that this was kind of fun. Being naked floating down a river while completely confined in a plastic bubble was more erotic than I though it would be. The worst part was I was held to tight to rub against the nubs pressing against my sensitive lower regions. 

Over all I was enjoying myself. The pain had subsided in my rear which had started getting used to the pounding and me pussy was getting really desperate for a real penis. I don’t know if I can go all day with this kind of stimulation. My only real complaint was that gag was holding my mouth really far open and was starting to make my jaw ache. But at least Dave should be pulling me out of the water soon so maybe I can change that. My mind was almost completely at ease with a slight sense of sexual frustration. The sun’s rays beamed down on my back which included my exposed butt which was a new and fun experience. That skin was a virgin to the suns rays making it all the more sensitive. The warmth of the suns rays were being trapped inside the sphere even with all the air holes. My body relaxed and went limp held firmly in shape by the plastic prison while my mind drifted off to what was to come today and what I wished might come. I sucked on the rubber penis fantasizing that some one had bound me up and was forcing their hard cock into my mouth for me to suck on for their pleasure. Images of me floating all the way down the river like I was while people watched me from the banks filled my mind, thoughts of floating down the river right through the middle of a town even.

Enjoying my lazy journey down the stream with my only view of the water below I was started when I suddenly felt the sphere jar to one side. The sphere spun around horizontally leaving me looking at the water. I could just make out a yellow net that seemed to be strung across the river. A cargo net was strung across the river diagonally so that it started up stream then came across the river and was anchored down stream forcing the sphere to the shore as the current carried it down stream. The down stream end of the net ended at the shallow side of the river at a boat ramp. That ramp had been built by the company in order to allow the trucks to get close to the water and use their cranes for retrieval of the spheres.

Alison watched as the depth of the water got shallower and shallower. She could just make out a concrete ramp under the surface of the water when the she was suddenly spun around with her head towards shore. At the top of her vision Alison could just make out a pair of feet in the water then the top of the sphere was rotated down leaving her looking down and slightly backwards. She could hear the clamp on the end of the cable from crane lock down on the attachment on the top of the sphere. A high whine told her that that winch on the crane had been activated to pull her up. It seemed too fast for Dave to have locked the clamp on and already be at the controls of the crane. The cable pulled the sphere vertical leaving Alison looking directly at two people she had never seen before while she was lifted into the air.

Alison could do nothing as she was pulled out of the water, swung around and placed on the bed of the truck. Both of the men were staring at her body which was suspended in the air incased in a clear bubble completely exposed. A complete sense of humiliation rushed over her body as she realized the two men could see every aspect of the body. That sense of embarrassment grew dramatically as she remembered she was here testing out a new sex toy and was gagged with a penis. So not only was she naked but also in the act of stimulating herself sexually while in bondage in the sphere. When the sphere was placed on the bed of the truck it was placed up right but she was left facing slightly to the right of the two men placing them just out side her range of vision. 

She strained to hear the voices of the two men which were muffled by her plastic surroundings as well as the sound of the river. Knowing that Dave would never abandon her to a couple strangers calmed the growing sense of fear leaving only a feeling of humiliation. Her nipples grew erect and had her pussy, had it not been covered in lube, it too would have become moist from the sensation in her body. But that senses of relief she had gotten from knowing Dave wouldn’t leave was quickly dashed as she listened to the two men talk. The feelings of humiliation were fast developing into total panic and desperation. This couldn’t be happening she told herself. Despite the feeling of fear which had consumed her mind, Alison realized her nips were still erect and her pussy felt very warm.

Matt and Nick were able to drive down the road and get to the pick up point on the river with time to spare. They casually went about setting up the truck and getting it ready for the pickup of the Isosphere which was on its way down the river. Nick backed down the ramp parking the truck just above the water’s edge. Both men disembarked from the truck to go to its rear and climb on the bed of the truck at the controls for the crane. Nick showed Matt how to operate the crane and allowed him to get it in position for the retrieval of the sphere floating down to them. Matt was much younger than Nick, and having been raised with computer games, he was able to quickly learn the controls and was soon operating the crane as though it was an arcade game. In no time he had swung the crane around till it was pointing out the back of the truck over the water. Using the winch he lowered the cable till the clamp on its end was dangling just above the water. Shortly there after both men watched as the sphere came around the bend in the river. It made contact with the net running from where they were, up stream to the other side of the river and began to be pushed towards their side of the river. As the sphere approached, Matt jumped into the water and took hold of the cable. Once the sphere reached him Matt spun it till he found the attachment point on the top of the sphere. Then he placed the clamp over the attachment and let it lock. Matt gave the thumbs up sign and Nick began to raise the sphere out of the water. 

Neither man quite knew what to expect of the girl yet. So far their view of the girl was limited to her backside. The clear plastic which made the girls prison did little to hide her body. Both men could clearly see the slim and well defined body pressed against the clear plastic in the center of the bubble before them. The clear skies allowed the blazing sun’s light to shine down and reflect off the water to fully illuminate the woman’s body. As the winch pulled the sphere out of the water the men got a clear view of the woman’s front minus the part that was hidden behind the gag and head harness. 

“Hey, I don’t get it. Why does the girl need to be gagged for these trials?” Matt asked slightly sheepishly. Matt had just been hired by Nick straight from college. Matt had gotten his engineering degree in materials. He was extremely smart and had excelled in school. Unfortunately for him his social life in college was no where near as good as his grades. He was the typical geek who studied hard, got good grades, knew what he was doing when it came to his major but never managed to socialize with people. Free time was spent in front of a computer playing computer games. When he had been hired to the company he honestly did not know what a fetish was let alone the intricacies and dynamics involved in making a person enjoy the fetishes they do. The whole experience was very new to him but secretly he was very much so enjoying it.

“They don’t for the trials. Go grab Dave’s notes and see what they say while I get the sphere on the truck,” Nick told him. The question Matt had asked was a valid one. It was even one that perplexed Nick a little at the moment. But what was annoying Nick was the fact that it was just one in a long string of questions that had been asked. It amazed and slightly annoyed Nick that Matt could be so incredibly innocent that he didn’t have a clue about nearly anything pertaining to sex. Nick had hired him because he needed someone that knew the strengths and weaknesses of materials and that was what Matt excelled in. The thing that was keeping Matt on Nick’s good graces was that regardless of what Nick exposed him to he never once got offended. Usually he would just ask a lot of questions completely intrigued by what ever he had just seen. Oh well. There just seems to be something about geeks and porn going together. Nick knew he was going to break Matt in eventually he just wasn’t sure how long it was going to take. 

Matt went to the cab and grabbed the notes, log sheets and the clip board he had grabbed out of Dave’s truck earlier. With the contents in his hand he went to the back of the truck and climbed up onto the bed. Nick took the logs sheets and notes and glanced over them while Matt flipped through the pages on the clip board. 

“Huh, it looks like they must have forgot to fill out the stuff on this clip board. There isn’t any thing checked on here,” Matt said.

Taking the clip board from Matt, Nick flipped through the stuff till he found what he was looking for. “No, see here.” Nick was pointing at the last page. “It all makes more sense now. She signed the all the stuff on the last page so they would have had to go over all of this.”

“But there is nothing checked off. There is no way anyone would do all this stuff. And where does the gag fit in?” Matt was still very confused while Nick seemed to know what was going on.

“I have to admit I haven’t actually seen it myself before but I do know that occasionally we will get volunteers to test products who are willing to do anything. The company used to accept slaves that people would give them to be used to test products where the owner would give us permission do as we saw fit. But we started to get away from doing that because of a couple of lawsuits that went through. But every once in a while we get someone who wants to be used and abused who will volunteer to test a product. But I have never seen anyone go through and not check any of the boxes. She must have one hell of a pain tolerance not to mention being one horny little slut. No wonder Dave wanted to do the testing himself. “

“So what are we going to do if he wanted to do the tests?”

“We’ll continue to run the testing till he gets back. Then if he wants he can continue on with the rest on his own. But till he gets back this little girl is all ours.”

“What if he is gone all day?”

“One of the items on the list is how long a person is willing to stay for testing. She didn’t check anything for a time limit for the testing. That means she’s willing to stay here for the duration of the testing. She didn’t even check what we could test on her. Basically she is up for anything we can give her for as long as we can give it to her.”

“So if she is willing to be here why is she gagged?” Matt was still concerned for the well fair of the girl. His innocent mind couldn’t comprehend someone putting themselves through the kind of torture that was mentioned on the list.

“My guess is she wanted to wear it. Gags weren’t part of the original testing parameters. Some girls who volunteer for this stuff like to pretend they are being forced to do something they don’t want to and will beg and plead for you to stop. It’s how they get off. Other girls who are just very submissive will sign up for more than they are comfortable with doing knowing that they will be put in a situation where they can’t stop what is going on. That’s the whole reason we are building this place. My guess is either this girl chose to be gagged so she couldn’t try to talk her way out of all this or else Dave gagged her because he didn’t want to listen to her beg to be released. Or possible the girl has a gag fetish which could explain why she has a large penis gag instead of something else. Either way, this is why the company has these consent forms. People can set the limits on what they’re willing to do and as long as we stay inside of those limits the company is protected from lawsuits from people who claim something happened without their consent.”

“Still seems pretty strange to me.”

“What can I say? No one who would do something like this can be considered normal. But I do have to admit this isn’t the typical type of person we get through here. But I guess we know that Dave was talking about when he told us to take really good care of her.” 

“Makes sense I guess. So what are we supposed to do now that we got her?”
 
 

Possible a to be continued story. 
 
 
 
 
 

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