Excerpt from: The Night the Toys Came out to Play

 

'Hallo, My Pretty,' Punch said. 'We've waited a long time to catch you. Tonight's the night, though. Now we're going to have some fun...'

Kate whimpered and shook her head.

Punch kicked the mound of her right breast beneath her nightdress, making it tremble. 'Good tits you've got there,' he said appreciatively. 'Now let's have a proper look at the rest of you.' He turned to the soldiers. 'Let's have her stripped. Cut it all off her!' he called out.

Two teams of soldiers picked up a pair of scissors each. One carried them across to the hem of her nightdress which was draped across her knees. Holding the fabric tight they began to clip away, working their way upwards towards her groin. The other team carried their pair to her chest and began to cut through the shoulder straps of her nightdress.

Kate whimpered and twisted her shoulders and chest as far as her bonds allowed, trying to throw the soldiers off her. They fell about and dropped the scissors while Punch was knocked off his feet and sprawled between her breasts. He shouted out angrily, 'Robot! Get up here and make her hold still!'

With a click and whirr of gears the green robot marched stolidly up the side of the bed until it was level with Kate's head. Clambering stiffly over her extended arm he reached for her face with his mechanical pincers. Fearfully she twisted away from him, but he caught hold of her right earlobe with his left pincer and pinched and twisted it hard. Kate yelped, feeling hot tears pricking the back of her eyes and lay still in fear and dread.

'That's more like it,' Punch said, grinning down at her. 'There's no escape tonight. You might as well lie still and accept it. We don't want to hurt you... well, not much...'

The soldiers clambered to their feet, picked up the scissors and resumed their snipping.

In a minute they had cut through the straps of her night dress and all the way up its front to her neckline. Then the soldiers pulled the halves apart. The mannequin and the T-Rex both took hold of the trailing hem, the toy dinosaur clamping it between his huge jaws, and they dragged the remains of her dress out from under her, leaving her totally naked. Punch walked up and down her bare stomach looking at her with approval and jumping up and down to evaluate the resilience of her flesh.

Kate was thirty-two, with a good figure, blonde hair and clear skin. Regular exercise kept her thighs strong and her waist tight. She had pale blue eyes and an open, intelligent face. Her breasts were full and capped by pale brown nipples. Reclining they formed almost perfect trembling domes. Her pubic hair was closely cropped and trimmed, exposing a pouting set of inner lips.

'Good quality human girl flesh,' Punch observed. 'We're going to have a lot of fun with you, My Pretty. Now let's have a look up inside you... '

A pair of soldiers marched up between her thighs, took hold of her inner labia and pulled her soft lips outwards, painfully pinching and stretching her tender flesh. This opened up the dark crinkle-lipped mouth of her vaginal passage to Punch's gaze. He peered up into its depths, prodded it and felt its wetness with approval.

'This looks good. Juicy and plenty of access in and out. Let's measure her for depth...'