Extreme Toyland VI: Helga's Hydronic Torture Machine

On Thursday morning a minivan and a truck drove up to Lisa's mansion. It was just before 11 am, and Rachel was awaiting Helga Sanguine and her production crew to set up shop for their production. They'd driven up from the north of France, so they must have departed early that morning.

A very noticeable woman and two nondescript men emerged from the vehicles and made their way up to the doorway. Once there, they introduced themselves to Rachel.

"Good morning," the woman started. "My name is Angela and I am here on behalf of Miss Sanguine. This is Frederic and this is Yves. They are my production crew."

Rachel shook their hands. She expected a French accent, which she got from the men, but the woman sounded British.

"She looks like a vampire," she thought to herself.

Angela had pale, almost translucent skin, raven-black long hair, dark red lips and piercing green eyes, framed by excessive but elegant makeup. Big eyeliner and shades of dark blue to black covered her eyelids to her thin eyebrows. Her round face was further accentuated by a small and pointy nose. She couldn't be more than 25 years old. She was dressed boldly in a flamboyant Oxford blue corset dress with electric crimson highlights. In her left hand was a small briefcase.

"Hi, I'm Rachel. Welcome to Extreme Toyland and Extreme Dolls. I was expecting Miss Sanguine herself. Is she not coming?"

"She will not be coming. She does not want her face to be known, even though she is very grateful that this production has been picked up. She values her privacy very much and has delegated the task of this production to me."

"That's unfortunate, but understandable. We value discretion very much," Rachel said.

"Because of her absence, we are going to record tonight's session with an additional set of cameras, to make sure we capture all the action. The machine itself has plenty of small cameras as well, maybe even in places where you wouldn't expect them. It has three mounted cameras for the subject's face of course. One straight on and two from each side, The breast harness area is covered by cameras on each side as well as two at the top and two at the bottom. Two cameras capture the abdominal area and for her pelvic harness there are two from the side, one wide view from the top and one from the floor  and in addition to that another close-up for her clit and urethra. To top it off, all insertables also have tiny cameras and lights in them."

"How are you going to keep track of all that?!" Rachel wondered out loud.

"We have two computers for that. They process all signals simultaneously. For tonight, we will have three live feeds projected at a time. The machine decides which camera to show based on the progress of the program."

"It seems like you have everything covered. What do you need from us?"

"I would like to have one personal assistant who can help me quickly find things around here. Also I will need your crew to just do their jobs tonight like they would with any other production. Lights, camera, sound, the whole thing. They need to coordinate with Yves."

Angela produced a stack of papers from her briefcase and rummaged through them.

"Very well," Rachel replied. "I will oversee in general from our end. I will have someone sent to production to assist you. "

Rachel whipped out her cell phone and called a number.

"Hey Clau, the people for production are here. You'll be their assistant for today, please come down now."

Some silence as she listened to the other side.

"No, no.... That will be fine. Just keep it and come down..... Okay?! What?! No, I'll get him out in a bit, just come down now, ok? Ok, Buhbye."

She put her phone away and looked at Angela, who seemed to have found what she was looking for.

"Would you like to set up immediately?" Rachel asked.

"Yes, please show us where we can unload our equipment, so my boys can start prepping for tonight."

She handed one of the sheets from the briefcase to Rachel.

"Here's our production schedule for today. Do you see any problems with it that we should correct now?"

Rachel looked at the schedule. The only things of importance to her were subject prep and production start, which were at 6pm and 8:30pm respectively.

"No, it looks fine," she said. "If there's any changes, just let me know."

Clicks of heels came down the wide stairs of the reception hall as Claudia walked down.

Claudia  recently found her niche as one of Lisa's escort mistresses at the mansion, specializing in whips, canes, CBT and temperature play. As an escort mistress, she was pretty low on the food chain in Lisa's house, required to also perform series of odd jobs like today's assistant position.

She was a slender young German woman in her early twenties with tanned skin, black hair and brown eyes. She was dressed only in minuscule pieces of tight black latex. Gloves ran up her arms to her elbows, a tiny latex tube top struggled to contain her breasts and a mini-skirt barely covered her ass. She wore knee-high boots with high heels to complete her very revealing outfit. Her hair was tied in a high pony tail and she wore heavy makeup on her face.

"I apologize for my gear," she muttered to everyone. "Last night's session ran out a little and I didn't have time to change."

"My name is Angela. You look great.... I like eye candy." Angela said with a wink and a smile. "You'll have time to change later. What session was that anyway?"

"I have a customer still tied up upstairs. He kept authorizing his credit card, so I didn't send him away yet. " Turning to Rachel, she added: "Please make sure that he is taken care of. He's a regular and he's nice."

"Sure," Rachel said. "Please show Angela and her crew to the production space. Get them anything they need. You'll be assisting them throughout the day. Here's the schedule."

Claudia nodded and led the guests outside and to the loading dock at the production space.