Eva watched her parents' car disappear as it turned the corner. She stepped away from the window and drew the blinds, blocking out the sunlight. Her parents had just left on a weekend getaway to northern Minnesota, leaving her home alone for the next two days. It had taken some pleading because her parents were understandably reluctant about leaving their only child alone for a weekend. It didn't help that the house was in semi-rural suburb, isolated from the nearby neighbors' houses by thick foliage and tall trees.
"Two whole days!" Eva thought to herself. She had just turned thirteen the previous week and managed to convince her parents that she was now old enough to be home by herself. And why not? Eva believed herself to be more mature and worldly than other kids her age. She got good grades and was well-liked by teachers and friends. She had no interest in drugs or alcohol.
She did have her own special vices, however. Making sure the front door was locked, Eva went upstairs to her parents' bedroom. With practiced ease, she rummaged through a small drawer in her mother's jewelry case until she found the key. Opening the closet on her dad's side, Eva pulled out a large padlocked trunk. On its front, a faded label read "Pandora's Box", handwritten in a rather childish scrawl. Dragging the heavy trunk along the hardwood floor, she tugged it to the center of the room and unlocked it.
She had done this dozen of times before. Whenever she knew both parents would work late or if they were running Saturday errands, Eva would make a beeline for their bedroom. Opening the trunk, she already knew what she would find: dirty magazines, erotic books, adult DVDs... The magazines, books, and movies were neatly lined up on the left while on the other side of the divider were the things Eva was interested in today. Before her were an array of vibrators, dildos, anal plugs, and vibrating eggs. The thirteen year old knew all their names and uses from reading the books and watching the videos.
Eva picked up a dildo and studied it, turning it in her hand. She remembered her confusion when she first saw one, three years ago. She was ten years old and had been snooping through her parents bedroom. Her dad was away on a business trip and she could hear her mom mowing the lawn outside. She had her privacy. Eva had known about the trunk for a long time up to that point but it was always locked. She had found the key, which seemed out of place in her mother's jewelry box, weeks before but she didn't have a chance to open the trunk until that day.
The ten year old Eva had been stunned by the strange things held in the trunk. Her fingers nervously shaking, the ten year old had quickly thumbed through a few magazines, her eyes bugging out at the naked people and the funny things they did to each other. A cursory look at the books revealed simply that they had no pictures. She quickly skimmed a few DVD titles, her curiosity overpoweringly demanding that she watch them. Knowing she had no time, Eva quickly moved on the remaining items in the trunk: the sex toys. Confused, she looked at the funny-shaped, plastic tubes and wondered what they were for.
After that first time, she had opened the so-called Pandora's Box in her parents' closet several times. Thirteen year old Eva put down the dildo and rummaged through the pile of sex toys. She pulled from the trunk a long, rectangular black box with several knobs and switches on it. Her parents had recently acquired this new device about a month or two ago. They had thoughtfully left the instruction booklet in the box so Eva already knew what it was for but she hadn't had the chance yet to try it out.
According to the instructions, the device was called the Oscillator. Eva had learned that one was supposed to plug a vibrator into the Oscillator which would then control the intensity and vibrating patterns of the toy, as well as turn it on and off at various intervals. The device had four ports and four separate control banks, meaning four different toys could be used at once, each programmed to deliver a diverse array of vibrations. When she first learned what the Oscillator was capable of, Eva's mind raced with possibilities. When her parents decided to let her stay home alone for a weekend, Eva knew it was the perfect time to experiment.
Turning back to the trunk, Eva chose the toys she would use for today. She knew exactly what she wanted. The young girl set aside a thin vibrator, a large vibrating butt plug, and a clit tickler. In addition, she took a small cloth bag that contained some additional items. Casting her eyes about the trunk, she wondered if she wanted anything else. Her gaze settled on a pair of nipple tassels. She had tried them on several times before just for fun, although her breasts were nowhere near developed enough. Even so, why not wear them today too? She them aside as well. Eva was about to close the trunk and put it away when she realized there was no reason to do so. Her parents were gone and she had the whole house to herself. Why bother? Eva gathered up the toys and headed downstairs.
The thirteen year old went to the three season porch that overlooked the back yard. The porch was screened in and enclosed on all sides by the thick growing trees that surrounded the house. In the autumn, the neighbors' houses were partially visible through the bare trees but in the summer the green leaves and foliage shielded the house completely, giving her much privacy. Setting down the toys in a chair on the porch, Eva headed for the bathroom.
From a cabinet, she produced a hot water bottle and a tube. Rifling through a drawer she found the plug and attachments that transformed the hot water bottle into an enema device. Underneath the sink, Eva grabbed the jar of salt and measured a tablespoon into the hot water bottle. She then went to the tub and turned on the water, letting it run for a moment to get hot.
Eva had been given her first enema several years ago when she was six or seven. Even then she remembered the awe and curiosity she felt when her mom hooked up the hot water bottle and let the water flow into her butt. She recalled the strange sensations as the water filled up inside her and then the sense of pleasure when she relieved herself on the toilet. Since then, Eva had asked her mom for enemas so frequently that her mom eventually taught her how to do it herself and even bought her a hot water bottle of her own.
Testing the hot water with her wrist, Eva decided it was the right temperature. She filled up the hot water bottle until it was about three-quarters full. Expertly, she screwed the plug into the bottle, being careful to keep the rubber tube above it so the water would spill prematurely. Hanging the water bottle on the towel rack, she began to undress, pulling off her t-shirt and shorts.
Although thirteen years old, Eva was still a developing young woman. Her breasts were, she thought, oddly shaped. At this point they were really nothing more than two perky buds on her chest, for her areolas and nipples grew together into a pointed cone shape. Her legs and arms, though long-limbed, were still very skinny and her hips were flat. She was, as her mother put it, at her awkward stage. She finished undressing and tossed her clothes into a pile on the floor.
Now naked, Eva shivered in anticipation. She used a bit of K-Y jelly to lubricate the enema applicator tip. Getting down on her hands and knees on the bathroom rug, she positioned the greased applicator tip at the wrinkled entrance to her anus. Pressing gently, Eva felt the hard plastic slide inside her. Carefully clenching her sphincter to keep the applicator from slipping out, she reached for the flow starter/stopper device on the rubber tube. She turned it on.
The hot water began to flow inside her in powerful stream. Eva took a deep breath of pleasure, relishing the sensation of the water gushing against her rectal wall. She loved using extra hot water for her enemas, for the heat only added to the pleasurable feelings. The water easily filled up her rectum and moved on, continuing up her colon. The young girl breathed deep again as she began to feel full, like she had to go poop. She felt her rectum protest, sending her brain signals that it was full of something that needed to be expelled. She ignored the message.
Finally, she felt the water stop flowing. The hot water bottle gave a telltale gurgle, indicating that it was empty. Eva slowly removed the applicator, taking care to keep her muscles clenched to keep any water from accidentally squirting out. Standing up, she felt the water slosh around in her insides and her belly was now slightly distended from the water. Sitting down on the toilet, she took a deep breath and relaxed her muscles.
The water which had been straining against her body now flooded out of her in a steady stream. Eva savored the feeling of the hot water that almost felt like it was burning the muscular ring of her sphincter. Her previously full bowels now emptied of the water that had been straining her muscles. Eva sighed at the mixture of relief and pleasure.
When the last of the water drained from her, Eva cleaned herself off and flushed the toilet. She wasn't finished with her enema fun yet, however. Taking the hot water bottle, Eva headed for the kitchen. From the freezer, she took a dozen ice cubes and added them to a pitcher of water. She jiggled the pitcher to swirl the water, clinking the ice cubes until a layer of condensation appeared on the container. When she was satisfied that the water was sufficiently cold, Eva poured the water into the water bottle.
Returning to the bathroom, Eva returned the water bottle to its perch on the towel rack. Assuming the position again, she got on her hands and knees and inserted the enema applicator again, her puckered anal ring not needing any lubricant this time. Eva paused a moment before turning the stopper release that would let the water flow. Closing her eyes, the young girl released the stopper on the tube.
The icy cold water rushed into her body. Whereas before the water was so hot it almost burned her, now the cold water surged into her with a freezing roar. Her muscles, previously relaxed by the hot water, now contracted at the relentlessly cold water. Eva gasped in pain. Her bowels were cramping from the ice water and she felt a powerful urge to expel the water. Eva pinched the tube shut with her fingers, stopping the water flow for a moment. Grimacing, she willed her body to relax. Bracing herself, she released the tube.
The water gushed into her waiting rectum with force. Eva gasped again. She felt her leg muscles contract as well from the strain of holding her sphincter shut. The water had only flown for fifteen seconds before it became too much for the thirteen year old. Feeling like she was about to burst, Eva pinched off the tube and yanked the applicator from her. She frantically scrambled to her feet. Her sphincter protested, unable to hold shut, and she felt a trickle of cold water run down leg. Eva sat down quickly on the toilet and let her muscles relax.
A wave of relief washed over her as her bowels were finally able to expel the cold water. Eva breathed evenly to calm herself as the water flowed from her in a steady stream. The cold water had been very painful but the experience was not altogether unpleasant. Eva enjoyed the frantic feeling it created in her, and then the release of tension when her bowels relaxed. For the second time, she cleaned herself off and flushed the toilet.
Taking the tube of K-Y jelly, Eva returned to the three season porch where she had left her parents' toys. Her parents used the enclosed porch as a sort of greenhouse for numerous potted plants hung from the ceiling. Her dad had installed several wooden bars, originally intended for closet hangers, and row upon row of plants now dangled across the three season porch. At 5'2'', Eva was almost tall enough to reach one of the bars if she stood on her tiptoes. Standing on a chair though, she carefully removed several hanging plants until she cleared a few feet of a wooden bar.
Nimbly jumping off the chair, she turned her attention to the items she had brought down from her parents' room. Butterflies twirled in her stomach as the nervous anticipation in her bubbled up. First she took the Oscillator and plugged it into a wall outlet. Next she lined up the vibrator, butt plug, and clit tickler. She found the corresponding cables and connected each toy to the ports on the Oscillator's front panel. Trembling with excitement again, Eva picked up the small cloth bag and emptied the contents onto the table.
Out of the bag tumbled a pair of handcuffs, a ball gag, a blindfold, and a studded leather collar. This bondage starter kit had appeared in her parent's toy chest about a year ago and Eva had delighted herself in wearing the handcuffs and blindfold. But today, she had a much grander scheme that she had been inspired to try after reading an erotic story in one the adult magazines in the trunk.
Eva hurried to the kitchen where she retrieved a small container from the freezer. The container held an ice cube which held the key to the handcuffs, frozen at its center. The night before, managed to sneak into her parents' bedroom and steal the spare handcuff key from the trunk. Then she attached a length of string to the key and froze the whole thing in an ice cube tray.
Returning to the porch, she examined her handiwork. Through the translucent ice, she could see the key, frozen solid, and the string wrapping lazily around it. A loop of string jutted out, unfrozen, from one plane of the ice cube. It was perfect, Eva thought. Standing on a chair, she passed a rubber band through the free loop of string and attached the ice cube to the wooden bar.
Excited now, Eva moved quickly to get ready. The studded leather collar snapped around her neck, although it was a but loose. The young girl then teased her pointy breasts with her fingers until her nipples became harder.. The nipple tassels attached using a suction principle. Once she put them on, there was a pleasant suckling sensation at the tips of her breasts. She felt a hint of moisture forming between her legs.
She studied the area between her legs. Her pubic hair was just starting to grow, although it hadn't yet overtaken her entire crotch. Instead it spread outward from above the hood of her clitoris in a delicate and wispy v-shaped trail of hair strands. Meanwhile, the lips of her labia had matured. It was no longer a darkened valley on her crotch, no longer the simple but alluring slit of a very young girl but instead had developed into fleshy and plump folds of skin.
Shivering, Eva reached for the clit tickler. This model was a small butterfly that had loops of elastic straps on either side. She adjusted the straps around her thighs and waist and then nestled the little butterfly against her crotch until it pressed snugly against her clit. A tingle ran up her spine. Whenever she played with her parents' toys, Eva always felt deliciously naughty.
Moving on, she reached for the thin vibrator. Try as she might, Eva had experimented with all of her mom's vibrators but found she simply could not fit any of the big ones inside her. The thin one she held now was quite slender, about the size of a hot dog and just as long. She liberally applied the K-Y jelly and then parted her legs slightly. Her vaginal lips had developed enough so that she could pull herself open as one might open a crown of tightly enclosed rosebuds. Reaching down with one hand to separate the lips of her labia, she probed for a brief moment with the vibrator before finding the entrance to her vagina, which by now had grown distinctly wetter. With gentle pressure, Eva pressed until the vibrator began to enter her. She breathed a little heavier as more of the hard plastic slipped inside her, until nothing but the flared base remained outside her body. On the end of the base was the cord that connected the vibrator to the Oscillator. The adolescent girl took a moment to delight in the sensation of the foreign object inside her.
Eva repeated the procedure with the butt plug. She rubbed the butt plug with the lubricant until it glistened with K-Y jelly. Parting her legs and bending over slightly this time, she rubbed the butt plug around her winking asshole, enjoying the slippery feeling of the lubricated butt plug against her anal opening. Feeling the tip of the butt plug press against her sphincter, she relaxed and pressed. The butt plug slipped inside her in one smooth stroke. She almost moaned in pleasure as she felt flared end of the plug open up her sphincter before her muscles closed up again and pressed against the base of the butt plug.
Standing up straight now, the thirteen year old girl definitely felt very full. She flexed both her vaginal and anal muscles, delighting in the feel as they clenched down hard on the inserted toys. Almost forgetting, Eva reached into the cloth bag and pulled out a pair of leather chastity thong panties. Slipping them on, she adjusted the waist to ensure panties wouldn't slip off. They would guarantee that she would be unable to expel the vibrator and butt plug, accidentally or otherwise. Her knees were now wobbling in nervousness and anticipation.
Turning to the Oscillator, Eva studied the control panel. The device had four banks of knobs and switches, one bank for each of the four ports, although each bank was identical in the controls offered. There were three knobs: Intensity, Variable Control, and Timer. Intensity offered three settings: high, medium, low, and variable, the last of which ceded the intensity setting to Variable Control. For its part, Variable Control had four settings: roller coaster, escalation, teaser, and random. Last of all, the timer knobs controlled how long the Oscillator would operate that particular port before stopping.
Eva had read the instruction manual several times until she practically knew it by heart. Already knowing the settings she wanted, she ignored the Timer knob since she wanted the machine to run until she turned it off herself. Quickly manipulating the knobs, she set the butt plug and vibrator to teaser mode while the clit tickler was set to random. She then turned the machine on, knowing there was a one minute delay before the program would begin.
There was no time to waste. Eva took the handcuffs and suspended them by the chain on the wooden bar above her so that an open handcuff lay on either side of the bar. She then grabbed the ball gag and opened her mouth wide. The rubber ball fit into her mouth with a little but of coaxing. She securely attached it with a strap that connected at the back of her neck. Eva felt some drool already forming in her mouth. The blindfold was next and that went on easily enough.
Working in the dark now, Eva stood on her tiptoes and reached up until her fingers found the handcuffs dangling above her from the wooden bar. She slipped one wrist into a cuff and clicked it shut. Taking a deep breath, Eva hesitated a moment, teetering on her tiptoes.
"This is it," she thought, slipping her other wrist into the handcuff. "Once I close this shut, there's no turning back." Throwing her caution to the wind, Eva closed the handcuff around her wrist. It clicked shut.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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