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The Packing Game

by Steff

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© Copyright 2003 - Steff - Used by permission

Storycodes: M/f; machine; wrap; plastic; encase; gag; tease; toys; mast; oral; climax; cons; X

I had been working at 4th Plastics for about 2 weeks before I had my life changed forever by Alan. I had just recently moved to town and 4th Plastics was looking for a computer programmer to update their system. I took the job and started working a couple of days later. A few days after I started, when I was on break, a nice looking guy came into the break room. He was about 6-foot tall, blond hair and blue eyes. Since I was the only one in the room he sat down across the table from me.

"Hi. I'm Alan," he said. "You must be the computer programmer that is finally going to update the computer system. I must say I am not the only one that is glad you're here." 

"I'm Janet. Nice to meet you," I replied. 

We sat there for a few minutes making small talk before I had to return to work. "There are a bunch of use going to a club after work. Do you want to join us?" Alan asked.

"Sure. What time and where?" I replied.

"The Royal Lounge at 7," he answered.

"I will probably see you there," I said, as I left and went to work. I worked till about 5 and then I went home to relax before going to the club. At about 630 I got showered and dressed for the club. I decided that I would wear a leather mini skirt and small halter-top covered by a transparent top. 

I arrived at the club a few minutes early and Alan was already there. "Wow. You look good," he said when he saw me. "We're over here."

I followed him over to their table. There were 4 other people, all of which I had seen at work, but did not know. After introductions we had a few drinks and dances. I had a good time and as I was leaving I gave Alan my phone number and told him to call me. Alan told me he would drive me home, since I had a few too many drinks. He walked me to my place and I invited him inside for a cup of coffee. After a cup he left.

The next day when I was working near the floor Alan came over and we talked for a little bit; then he asked me out Saturday. I said yes and then continued on working. After a few hours I tracked Alan down.

"Can you show me how all the stuff on the floor works? It will help me understand some of the programming," I asked him.

"I can do that. Follow me," he replied. He showed me all kinds of different machines. The machines could package and wrap just about anything. Alan spent about an hour showing me all the different machines. After he was done he asked, "Was that good for you?"

"It was what I was looking for but I hardly enjoyed it," I replied.

"That's because you haven't thought about how much fun the machines can really be," he said with an evil grin. "If you want to really find out then I can show you Saturday."

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"We can meet here and after we are done then we can go out to eat and have a few drinks," he said.

"Now I'm really curious," I told him. "I'll meet you here at noon."

"That sounds good to me," he replied and then left me at my office.

I finished out the rest of the week without anything exciting happening. When Saturday came around I decided not to dress up since we were meeting at work. I did however bring a change of clothes for the dining and drinks later. When I arrived the parking lot was empty except for Alan's car. He was waiting for me at the door when I walked up.

"Hello," he said. "How are you?"

"I'm good, but I'm also curious about what you are planning here." I replied. 

We walked inside and then into the main control room. He started to turn on some of the machines. It looked like he knew what he wanted to do. Once he had the machines turned we walked down to the floor. He quickly put a mannequin together and stood it up on a conveyer belt. The belt rolled the mannequin into a machine and then the machine began to hum. The mannequin came out the other side wrapped completely in plastic wrap.

"What do you think?" he asked. 

"What do you want me to say?" I replied. 

"Come on I saw the magazines that you keep at your place. I was just thinking you might enjoy giving this stuff a try," he said.

I could not believe that I left my bondage magazines out and he saw them. I was really embarrassed but I knew I could not deny that I was kind of curious about the machine.

"I cannot believe I left them out." I said

"Don't worry about it. I like to play every now and again. So do you want to give it a try? I promise I will let you out when you ask," he said.

"What did you have in mind?" I asked.

"I could wrap you like you are now or you could strip all the way and I could wrap you like that. Another possibility is I could show some other machines that might be just as much fun."

I looked at him and said, "You really are direct aren't you? Let me see some of the other toys you've got."

He took me to another machine. "This one will fill a box with a liquid foam that will harden and hold you firmly. That one over there would wrap you in plastic ties," He told me.

"What do you get out of all this?" I asked

"I get watch you struggle and try to get loose, and if everything goes good you will work yourself up and let me fuck you, when you are tied up. Don't worry about the last part. I won't do anything to you that you don't want me to," he said.

I looked around at the machines. The more I thought about being wrapped up the more I wanted to try it. Since I have never really been tied up and Alan seemed like a nice guy I was convinced. "I think I will try out the plastic wrap," I said as I walked over to the first machine. 

I decided to really make his day and strip down to my underwear. Once I was undressed I climbed onto the conveyer belt and then nodded to him. He pushed a few buttons and the belt rolled me into the opening in the machine. I put my arms down to my sides and waited. When the belt stopped a large roll of plastic was lowered to about shoulder level then a mechanical arm pulled the plastic and wrapped it around my shoulders. The large roll began to move slowly in circles around me. Once it made 2 or 3 trips around me it began to speed up and pull tighter. It didn't take long before I was completely wrapped tightly in numerous layers of plastic. The roll was raised and then the conveyer belt rolled me out.

"You look like you are wrapped nice and tight," Alan said. He climbed onto the conveyer belt, picked me up and laid me down on a large pad. "How do you feel?"

I wiggled and squirmed but was not able to loosen the plastic much at all. "This stuff is tight. I can barely move. What are you doing?" I asked as he slid his finger up the bottom of my foot.

"I am just checking to see if you are ticklish," he said.

He tickled both my feet for a few minutes. He stopped when I had worked the plastic around my ankle loose enough that he had to work to tickle me. He then sat on my hips and began to tickle my sides. The plastic prevented his effort from being very effective, which I was glad because my sides were very ticklish. He got off and looked down at me like he was kinda disappointed then he pulled up a chair and watched. It took me almost 30 minutes of struggling before I was able to get out.

I was tired but I said, "That was fun."

"I'm glad you enjoyed it. Next time I will have then machine put more than 2 layers." He could tell that I was surprised by the little amount of plastic that was used. 

"The wrap I used is a lot stronger than normal plastic wrap you buy at the store. Next time I might even heat the plastic up. When that happens the layers shrink a little and melt together. Once they cool off they are even stronger."

"Let's give it a try," I said eagerly. "This time I will even give you a really good show." I removed my bra and panties and climbed up on the conveyer belt. 

Alan stood there for a few seconds before he closed his mouth and started the conveyer belt. "Here we go," he said as the plastic began to wrap me again. True to his word the plastic wrapped me multiple times. I was not really sure but I think there were 6 layers of plastic around me. The plastic roll was lifted and then a large fan began to rotate around me blowing hot air. I was just starting to get uncomfortably warm when all at once the plastic began shrink. Before too long I could not move at all because the plastic was so tight. The fan stopped and then the belt rolled me out. Alan was there waiting for me. 

"Woo I'm impressed. That looks really tight. Are you ok in there?"

I looked down and was impressed. The plastic was smooth and looked like all the layers had melted into one tight clear cocoon. The plastic was just a little too tight for my liking but I said, "I am fine."

Alan picked me up and laid me on the blanket again. I struggle and tried everything I could but this time I was not able to even loosen any of the plastic. When I took a break from my struggling I noticed a box sitting on the control panel. Alan saw me looking at it and asked, "Do you want to try them out?"

"What's in the box? I asked.

Again he asked, "Do you want to try them out?"

I thought it over and realized that I was asking for trouble but said, "As long they don't hurt I want to try them out." 

Alan grinned and set the box down next to me. He removed a ring gag and held it up in front of my face. I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth. He put the ring behind my teeth and attached the strap behind my head. I tried to dislodge the ring but was not able to. He just sat there laughing at my efforts. "You know you are the first woman that has let me tie them up. You really look sexy. Now let's really make your life interesting," he said as he removed scissors from the box. He cut a hole in the plastic directly above my crotch. He put the scissors in the box and then began to play with me. He was not able to do much more then tease me because the plastic prevented me from spreading my legs. He was able to get me really excited. 

After a few minutes he said, "I think you are ready."

He reached into the box and removed a large vibrator. He lubed it up and slid it between my legs and slowly slid it into my pussy. Once he had the vibrator most of the way in he turned it on. The vibrations were really strong. I could also feel beads moving around through the whole length of the vibrator. Next Alan picked me up and laid me down on a table. He pulled up a chair and began to play with my clit. It did not take him long to figure out just what to do to push me over the edge. My orgasm took me completely by surprise. Wave after wave of ecstasy hit me. I was in heaven. 

I don't know how long I came for but when I finally relaxed Alan said, "I am glad you enjoyed that." The vibrations were still going strong as he rolled me over onto my stomach. "Now it's my turn." Alan said as he removed his pants and slid his cock into my mouth. Because of the large ring gag there was nothing I could to stop him. Again I tried to get loose of my plastic cocoon but was held fast. With Alan fucking my mouth and the vibrator working my pussy I came a second time. When I recovered I realized that Alan had pulled most of the way out. He started to fuck me again. This time he fucked my mouth till he shot his load down into my mouth. Because of the ring gag and his cock I was not able to swallow. His cum just ran out around his cock and down my face. He kept his cock inside my mouth as I was hit by another orgasm. I was so spent that I just rode this one out and did not even try to fight it. 

He rolled me on my side and removed the vibrator. He wiped it off and put it back in the box. Alan the removed the gag and cleaned it up as I worked the stiffness out of my jaw and said, "That was really fun."

"I am glad you enjoyed it," he said as he began to cut me out of the plastic. "Do you still feel like a night on the town?"

"Not tonight I'm really tired. What about tomorrow?" I replied.

"That sounds good to me." He replied.

I got dressed and went home. All I could think about was how much fun I had being wrapped in tight plastic, and how much fun I will have next time Alan and I get together.


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