{"id":49320,"date":"2026-07-04T03:26:53","date_gmt":"2026-07-04T01:26:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/?p=49320"},"modified":"2026-07-04T03:34:11","modified_gmt":"2026-07-04T01:34:11","slug":"machine-screw-an-erotic-story","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/machine-screw-an-erotic-story\/","title":{"rendered":"Machine Screw &#8211; An Audio Erotic Story"},"content":{"rendered":"<!--[if lt IE 9]><script>document.createElement('audio');<\/script><![endif]-->\n<audio class=\"wp-audio-shortcode\" id=\"audio-49320-1\" preload=\"none\" style=\"width: 100%;\" controls=\"controls\"><source type=\"audio\/mpeg\" src=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/machine-screw-audio-sex-story.mp3?_=1\" \/><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/machine-screw-audio-sex-story.mp3\">https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/machine-screw-audio-sex-story.mp3<\/a><\/audio>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A bead of water slid to the end of the exposed pipe. It stretched toward the floor. Finally, it fell.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The speck of water splattered on the wet concrete.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thelma, a small woman, lay on her back on a table. She was mentally forcing herself to be resilient despite her decision to do this.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She slowly turned her head as much as the neck brace allowed. With too much movement, the restraints would remind her of her situation. At each of her hips, cold pinwheels were ready to drive into her flesh if she shifted too far.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The saving grace: a steady mind and continual easy breathing. They kept her mind from blitzing.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She tried, in that basement, to find some normalcy\u2014something that made her feel this place was not out of her element or that she had not strayed too far. However, there was only a wire stretched from somewhere to somewhere else. There were wooden clothes pins that her grandmother had used to dry clothes and sheets in the warm sun and wind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Despite recalling running between the waving blankets, this room was reminiscent of an ugly cell in a nineteenth century penitentiary. The corners of the room were dark. Support beams stood sturdy throughout, holding up an old ceiling.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She whispered. \u201cWhy did I do all this for a magazine story? I don\u2019t want to go through this.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thelma had come to the underground community of Kinks. She had found them to be relatively normal people\u2014corporate managers, blue-collar workers, jack-of-all-trades labormen, software developers, a nurse. Of course, there were the unusual characters whose only world was this underground. It may have been their day job\u2014done at night. Thelma came to explore as a journalist.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI want to experience what this community is like,\u201d she had told the man and woman who were leading the unique community.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">They welcomed her, with restrictions on names and any images.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThis is not a place where we expose our outside selves. We escape here. We let our guard down,\u201d said the man named Amir.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She agreed to it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Laying on this table was Thelma\u2019s fourth visit. The first three were tame. A few paddles that were no worse than those from the junior school principal. Bondage and tickling of all things. This now was called Machine Screw.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">It had come about after she had nearly laughed about the silliness of the community.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cTickling, really?\u201d she said. \u201cI had heard about crazier things. Unless all these erotica authors are exaggerating and porn movies are fakes. Well, the girls already are, but you know what I mean.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She asked for a more extreme experience. Amir agreed, saying, \u201cIf you can handle it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Now, her leather neck brace was connected to the hard table. Her wrists were strapped to that table by zip ties. Her feet were set in stirrups, knees bent, legs slightly spread.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">There, in the center of the room, a single lightbulb cast an oddly orange glow. The light, however, only stretched outward a few feet.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Suddenly, Thelma\u2019s breaths shortened when the door at the top of the stairs squeaked open. Her chest rose and fell with the weight of her worry. The pinwheels rolled up her right hip when she shifted. She whimpered like a young girl.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThelma, Thelma,\u201d Amir said. He came to her and patted her shoulder. \u201cThis is where it gets fun. Is your mind steady? The mind is more important than any sensation against the skin.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That dim light blacken the shadows crossing Amir\u2019s face.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/enigma-double-sonic\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img fetchpriority=\"high\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"image-banner alignnone wp-image-42844 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/Blog-1_Volonte-banners_728-x-140-px_01.jpg\" alt=\"enigma couples sex toy\" width=\"728\" height=\"140\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/Blog-1_Volonte-banners_728-x-140-px_01.jpg 728w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/07\/Blog-1_Volonte-banners_728-x-140-px_01-300x58.jpg 300w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 728px) 100vw, 728px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He pulled a clothes pin from the wire. There was thin <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">twing<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> of the taunt wire.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He gripped her breast and thumbed the thin, olive nipple. Then he snapped the pin onto it.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thelma\u2019s body jolted and bounced. As much as the pain on her nipple, the pinwheels poked into her and the ties and restraints rubbed her soft skin.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thelma bit her bottom lips and winced.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWant another or is that too much?\u201d Amir asked.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Without a confirmation, he did not take another pin from the wire.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI\u2014we\u2014are not here for pain\u2014kind of\u2014and, certainly, not torture in a prisoner-of-war sort of way.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thelma kept her eyes tightly shut. She felt tears at the corners of her eyes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She opened them when the pressure on her breast was released.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhat, why did you remove it?\u201d Thelma asked through shivering lips.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMy girl\u2014\u201d His fingers brushed over her compressed protuberance.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thelma cooed at his cashmere touch.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThis is not about who can handle the most pain. We are not outdoing one another. By no means!\u201d He gave a rough tug on Thelma\u2019s ignored nipple. \u201cWe do this to force out the contaminations of our society\u2019s capitalistic and socialistic counterbalance. We aim to shed the Left and the Right, who truly each condemn the other side for doing the same thing as the other. We all are tortured in the streets\u2014and online even more\u2014by this never-ending barrage.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cI need to feel the clothes pins.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThere is more coming, but if you wish,\u201d Amir said.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The wire <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">twinged<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> again, and the harsh pain of the clothes pin on both nipples caused her heartbeat to speed up. Her teeth ground together, and her face tightened. Her head twisted, rubbing the leather against her neck.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Without looking, Thelma knew when Amir had stepped aside.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The throbbing rippled across her body as the sensitive, feminine flesh that few men had touched was compacted.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She again eased her breathing. She changed her grimace into a lighthearted demeanor.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That was until she heard a machine being pulled across the rough-hewn floor. A few bumps, rattling machinery.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amir stopped the thing between her open legs.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/ina-twist\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\"><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"toy-banner alignnone wp-image-49300 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/ina-twist-rabbit-vibrator.png\" alt=\"lelo ina twist vibrator\" width=\"1300\" height=\"600\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/ina-twist-rabbit-vibrator.png 1300w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/ina-twist-rabbit-vibrator-300x138.png 300w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/ina-twist-rabbit-vibrator-1024x473.png 1024w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/ina-twist-rabbit-vibrator-768x354.png 768w, https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/07\/ina-twist-rabbit-vibrator-770x355.png 770w\" sizes=\"(max-width: 1300px) 100vw, 1300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She could see Amir standing next to a large machine. He patted it, like it was his pet.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cYou asked for the experience. This is how we do it.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Thelma took in a breath, which caused a squeeze on her taut nipples.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With the mental pressure and the throbs, she heard an engine come to life. The low grind of the machine. Gears turning. A <\/span><i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">thoop<\/span><\/i><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\"> from the thrust at a continual pace.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In spite of a choke against her neck, she looked between the upright clothes pins to glimpse of the dick at the end of a long rod.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amir fondled Thelma. His fingers were not so kind as they had been on her nipples. They were rough. They fingered her. First one finger, then two. He brushed her clit and tugged on her labia.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The pinwheels drove into her hips as she naturally shifted. She howled in a m\u00e9lange of tenderness and torment.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After the howl, her back arched and all the restraints held her tightly. The tip of the attached dildo touched her. Her mind swirled with the over-sensations, feeling every touch and sound and prick. When the dildo entered her pussy with a slick ease, goodness too came over her. Sparkling wine and melting chocolate.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She did not now need a mental strategy to survive. The restraints ethereally had loosened from her. It was as if she was running between her grandmother\u2019s white sheets billowing in the wind.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">But the goodness changed. The pulsations quickened. Hearing the slightest detail, Thelma heaved when she heard what sounded like a chainsaw grumbling. The noise became more industrial\u2014an instrument that never stopped churning but gladly worked hard. Then a screech of metal on metal. A bang of something. The basement sounded like an industrial factory operating at full capacity.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The machine pushed into her faster. The restraints, it was as if they had again gripped her tightly and pinwheels rolled up her hips\u2014a different sharp sparkle.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In her twirling mind, the thrusts into her pussy pulled her back to that goodness from a few moments or maybe hours ago. The spreading chocolate. White sheets on clotheslines.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Then pricks from pinwheel.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Wrists wrestling against zip ties.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A thankful pussy.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Cramping tightened ass cheeks.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Sparkling wine on her belly.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">A line of perspiration along her hairline.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Burning-hot ears.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">And then her explosion.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cOh, fuck, motherfucking, damn! Yaaaa,&#8221; she hollered.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Her body jarred and shook intermittently.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">At some point later, her body calmed. The clothes pins were off. Her neck was freed. She could raise her arms. Her legs dangled off the edge of the table.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">She was weak, sweaty, tired. The remnants of that feeling of melted chocolate still rested on her.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Amir stood by her. \u201cAlways good to see people pleased. Maybe we\u2019ll see you more often. But as yourself, not as a journalist.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><strong>Enjoy 20% off <a href=\"https:\/\/www.lelo.com\/\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">LELO.com<\/a> with code <span style=\"color: #800080;\">EROTICA20<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A bead of water slid to the end of the exposed pipe. It stretched toward the floor. Finally, it fell. The speck of water splattered on the wet concrete. Thelma, a small woman, lay on her back on a table. 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