He was teasing me! And it was working ... Now, my pussy was on fire ... How much more of this was he going to give me? How much more was I going to have to take? I wasn't sure ... I wasn't sure of anything ... All I knew was that I was moving my hips slowly back and forth ... trying to get some sort of relief....
I was beginning to understand now what this tying up was all about.
It was more sexual than I thought.
It put me in a position where I was unable to participate actively.
Did I say queen before?
Make that slave.
Now I felt like a slave.
The perfect slave.
The best slave in the world.
He looked at me funny, I could tell, even through his mask.
"Are you ready?"
Ready?
For what?
God, for what now?
CHAPTER ONE
He was a maniac! I'm telling you....
He was a crazy man. He had this notion about women ... that they loved to be tortured ... especially on their sex organs!
Well, maybe they did ... I certainly did ... but I didn't know it.
I didn't know it until he did it to me ... and I guess that's some kind of bottom line.
But let me tell you....
Mack wasn't the kind of guy you ever thought about bringing home to your mama!
Maybe you might bring your mama to him if she were a real pain in your ass, and we all know that they could be a pain in the ass, and most of the time it was because daddy stopped fucking them, in favor of his cute little secretary.
Maybe we should bring daddy here.
There's plenty of action to go around for all.
What's that?
Speak up, I can't quite hear you....
You want to know how I got involved with Mack, what this is all about?
Hold on ... I'll need a cigarette if I'm going to get into that....
Okay ... that's better.
There....
A deep long drag always feels good inside the lungs. Now....
Where was I. Oh yes ... Mack....
Well, forgive me if I chuckle just a little ... but Mack was such a character, even the first time I met him ... it was back in a Holiday Inn Lounge, where I was working as a cocktail waitress ... up in Yonkers, New York, one of the city suburbs known principally as the place where guys took there other woman ... the one they weren't married to....
It was a safe bet, a good, sound idea. After all, who ever goes to Yonkers if they don't have to?
So the chances of running into anyone with anyone else but another woman were slim.
And I was used to it.
This Holiday Inn had a convenient bar and lounge right in the lobby, so before or after fucking, couples could come down and drink and hear a little music and somehow pretent that it was all all right ... that they were like every other couple in America....
Now, I was working this place on weekends ... with my very short, sexy outfit, the kind that I wore to boost tips.
It came down barely over my ass, and let my mesh pantyhose go all the way down, baring my legs.
And my tits....
My tits were pushed up ... as if I were wearing some kind of Widowmaker corset....
Of course, and I didn't know this at the time, but I would find out soon, it was my tits that really caught Mack's eye.
I should have known right from the start that he was different, that there was something weird about him....
Because he was alone.
He was sitting by himself, scrunched up into a little booth, looking half plastered on cheap scotch ... our specialty. I couldn't get over it.
He was so good-looking ... with his black curly hair and his wet eyes, and his hard tight body ... I just didn't understand why he was alone ... why he wasn't with somebody....
A guy like that, he couldn't have been more than twenty-five ... thirty was pushing it ... a guy like that should have been with someone....
And on a night like this ... a cool Friday where the rest of the place was stuffed with young girlfriends and well-to-creeps cheating on their wives, probably stuffed out on Long Island, hung to dry along with the daily wash....
No, like I say, Mack was different ... very different....
So I kind of saddled up to him.
Look, I'm single, and only twenty-three, and well aware that I have a pussy..so why shouldn't I? Why shouldn't I have a little fun too? Is there a law against it?
So every time I bent down, I made sure he got a good look at my tits....
And every time I walked away, I put an extra wiggle in my ass....
And when finally he was ready to go back to his room, I gave him his receipt, and my phone number, telling him that I was off at one (in the morning).
I mean, how much of a hint does a guy like that need? Really?
I was staying down the road at a little apartment. I got home about one fifteen ... and then, even before I could make myself a drink, the phone rang. I knew who it was. I smiled before I picked it up. Sure. I knew. "Hello?"
"I got your note. Come to my place. Room 117. Fifteen minutes."
My heart nearly stopped!
Not what I'd call the smoothest of pick-ups....
I was about to tell him where I thought he could go ... but I didn't....
Because something told me I should go with him ... that he was different ... that he was worth pursuing....
Why I don't know....
I can't really say....
But I had the feeling he'd give me a time I'd never forget.
Boy, was I on the money!
It was a night that became truly unforgettable ... a night that would change my entire life....
But don't let me get too far ahead.
That wouldn't be fair to you....
Or to me....
Or to the rest of the story....
So there we were, getting it on over the phone, with him giving me all these orders, and me smirking, like, sure, I know where you're coming from, and you can't boss me around, and my pussy starting to really soak up....
He wanted it bad....
Or so I thought.
I told him I needed a half-hour to get ready. His reply?
He hung the phone up.
And somehow, I knew that he was counting the seconds!
So I wasted no time.
I stripped off my cocktail waitress outfit and hopped into the shower.
I let the warm water steam down on me, rejuvenating me as best it could....
And it did.
I could feel my entire body enervated ... It was so good....
Now, I was out of the shower, and toweling off.
I put on my sexiest perfume, and blew out my hair.
I slipped into a pair of sheer black stockings ... the kind that I knew he would love ... if he loved my fishnets he'd go gaga over these!
And then, when I slipped on my hot black dress, I figured he was a goner....
No man could resist me like this ... Or so I thought....
Yes, friends, I thought I was a real bombshell ... with my jet black hair, long legs, hot hips, and best of all, my incredible tits....
I was a thirty-six D cup, and if that doesn't tell you all, let me say that I had no sag at all in those luscious bubbies of mine.
I was lucky ... I was fortunate ... call it what you will, but if tits could kill, I'd have a stack of men dead behind me, with their tongues hanging out, and their cocks stiff even before rigor mortis set in....
That's the way I felt when I left my apartment.
I looked and felt great and was ready for a hard night of fucking.
Ha!
What did I know? What did I really know then? It all seems like so long ago ... I got the the hotel and snuck past the front desk. There was no sense in having the place know that I was servicing the clientele. They might not look to favorably on that. I got to the room 117, and knocked. I waited.
A couple of seconds passed with no answer.
I started to worry.
Had he changed his mind?
Was it all a joke?
I didn't want that to be the truth ... I wanted to see him ... Jesus, I hadn't realized just how horny I really was....
And now....
Now, I knocked again....
And then, after a couple more agonizing minutes, the door slowly opened. God, what a relief!
And now, in the dimness, I saw a hand come and reach out for me. "This way," he said. I recognized the voice.
Why there were no lights on I didn't quite understand, but that was all right, too....
After all, it was his scene....
Maybe he didn't like lights....
I was standing there, and the next thing I knew I felt his hands slide down to my wrists....
I was about to tell him, hey, don't do that ... that's not really nice, when before I knew what was happening, I could feel his hands coming up behind and pulling mine back there!
God!
1 thought I was going to die! He was tying my wrists behind my back. Well, what can I tell you ... That was just a little too freaky for me, if you know what I mean....
I wasn't up for that ... I really wasn't into it ... I didn't think.
"Hey ... don't ... I don't want to...."
But even before I was able to get the protest out of my mouth, my wrists were bound securely behind my back.
And now wit rope.
No ... it was ... it was some kind of leather strapping....
I could tell when I tried to pull them apart.
"Say ... this isn't...."
And now, I felt them around my legs!
My ankles were being bound!
Tight!
Too tight!
I couldn't move.
I was forced to stand there with my ankles and now my knees bound in that same leather.
He was some kind of freak.
The kind you read about in the Daily News.
It suddenly occure to me that maybe I wasn't all that safe here!
That maybe he was going to tie me up and kill me!
It's happened before, you know....
I should have screamed, I know ... I should have screamed for al I was worth, in the hopes that someone would come and save me....
But there was something inside of me ... I don't know what, something, that seemed to say it was all right ... it was going to be all right ... that I wasn't in any real danger ... that he was too sweet to really be any kind of real threat....
And so I stood there....
Until he lit a match and then a candle.
And then....
God!
I couldn't believe it!
He was dressed head to toe in a smooth rubber outfit!
Even his face was covered!
He looked truly terrifying, and now I did want to scream ... 1 wanted to scream and cry out ... 1 didn't like this at all....
But, what can I say, he was way ahead of me....
He wasn't about to let me cry out....
Oh no ... he was quite prepared for any and all circumstances....
He held up this red rubber ball with several lengths of thong material sticking out of it.
I wasn't sure what it was, but I soon found out.
He raised one of his hands and put it on my chin, squeezing as he did so, causing my mouth to swing wide open....
Which was just what he wanted....
Because now it was a simple thing for him to squeeze that red ball right into it!
A ball gag.
It was, ^learned later, a ball gag ... the kind that works so completely you can't make a sound while you have it on ... And you start to drool and it runs down your body, and ... Well, what can I say....
My eyes widened as he pushed it all the way in. making sure that I had it in my mouth, and then he tied it behind my head....
I was totally trapped now.
I couldn't walk because of the way he'd bound my arms and legs....
And I couldn't cry out....
And here I thought I was going to knock him out and bowl him over in my dress and underthings....
God ... what was happening?
I was really frightened, and there was nothing I could do about it....
Except stand there and wait.
Now, he went to a couple of the candles he had placed around the room and lit them.
"Hello," he said, finally, in the familiar, smooth voice that I recognized from the lounge.
"MMMMMFFFF...."
He smiled when he watched me realize that I couldn't very well speak with this thing in my mouth....
"Don't worry ... I'm not going to harm you ... I'm going to have some fun ... and when I'm finished, I guarantee you'll be happy you came...."
He seemed sure of that.
Too sure, if you ask me.
But, like I say, I was in no position to argue with him.
So fine.
Okay.
If that's what he wanted to do, that was fine with me.
I waited, and now, he started to work on me. Seriously.
He put his hands on my face and gently stroked the side of my chin.
"Nice skin ... I noticed that this afternoon." Wierd.
Here he'd practically raped me" in the night, and now he was telling me what nice skin I had.
The guy was a cake.
There was no doubt about it.
Now, his hands, which had been caressing my face, started to lower themselves.
I can't tell you what kind of feeling coarsed through my body just then....
It was incredible....
Really....
I mean, I've been turned on before, and sometimes guys like to hold my hands down over my head while they fucked me and it seemed to work for the both of us well enough, but this ... this was something completely different....
I mean, this was looney-tunes time!
He was slowly working me up to an incredible fever pitch....
And he knew it....
God, did he knew it....
Only too well....
Now, he was starting to really do me ... Really work on me....
He began by pushing my dress down over my shoulders.
This was rather easy to do, since it was a specially sexy dress with little tie straps on my shoulders holding it up....
When he pushed them down and bared my shoulders, I could feel his eyes burning as they stared at me.
"Lovely skin...."
His voice was huskier than I rememeberd.
He was definintely turned on.
And loving it!
And now so was I....
Well, maybe not loving it, but definitely starting to get into it....
There was something about him that was getting to me....
I mean, really getting to me....
He was rough when he wanted to be, but he was also incredibly smooth....
And I liked that....
I liked the way he worked on me....
It made me feel, in some ways, like a princess ... like some sort of a princess....
I mean, here I was standing at attention, having my body worshiped in the most delightful, careful fashion....
I'm telling you it was enough to drive me crazy ... And that's exactly what it was doing ... And I'm sure it would have had the same effect on any woman there in my shoes. I'm sure of it....
Now, though, there was nothing I could do except take it....
And that was proving to be the hardest thing.
Because I wanted him to do more ... more than he was doing....
I wanted him to get down to my hot pussy which had been dripping now for the longest time!
And I'm sure he knew it.
I mean, how could he not?
How could he not know that he was driving me crazy?
The answer is he couldn't. The answer is that's what this was all about ... A definite campaign designed to drive me crazy. And it was working. If crazy meant sexually uncontrollable. Now, he was working my dress slowly ... God, so slowly, down below my tits ... all the way down, until I thought he was going to really push me over the edge. My tits....
My tits were my best thing....
And he seemed to know it.
Now my knees were starting to buckle....
I could hardly stand....
But somehow I knew I had to....
That that was part of my duties....
To remain standing....
So I did....
I did as I was told ... And now....
Now, there was nothing I could do as his rubber gloved hands ... pushed my dress down so that the back of it was covering the bonds that were holding my wrists, and the front was to my waist!
I was totally exposed!
My tits were sticking straight up and pointing at him.
"God," he murmured....
Even this guy ... Even Mack couldn't take too much more of this....
He'd never seen tits like mine, I was sure of that....
And somehow that made me proud....
That made me very proud to wear them the way I did....
I even arched my back a little so they could stick out ... right into his face and his hands.
He lost no time in caressing them....
He put those rubber-clad fingers on them and started to squeeze and manipulate them....
And it was the greatest feeling I'd ever had!
I mean, being worked over by rubber fingers was enough to drive me insane....
"MMMMMFFFFF...."
I was trying to moan ... and let him know that I was liking it, but he only smiled and told me to try to relax....
"It feels good ... 1 know it does ... 1 really do know it does ... "
"MMMFMFFFFF...."
It was making me so hot and horny, I couldn't believe it.
I wanted him to grab them and squeeze them, hard ... but he wasn't into that....
He wasn't into giving me that kind of satisfaction.
Instead, he was dragging his hands slowly over them ... slowly and easily over my tits ... letting me feel his fingers but not squeezing or anything....
He was teasing me!
And it was working....
Now, my pussy was on fire....
How much more of this was he going to give me?
How much more was I going to have to take?
I wasn't sure....
I wasn't sure of anything....
All I knew was that I was moving my hips slowly back and forth ... trying to get some sort of relief....
I was beginning to understand now what this tying up was all about.
It was more sexual than I thought. It put me in a position where I was unable to participate actively.
Did I say queen before? Make that slave. Now I felt like a slave. The perfect slave. The best slave in the world. He looked at me funny, I could tell, even through his mask.
"Are you ready?"
Ready?
For what?
God, for what now?
CHAPTER TWO
There was something about Mack that was very frightening. I'm not going to pretend there wasn't. But, and I hope you understand what I'm saying here, it was that very fright which made what was happening now so ... unbelivably sexy. I truly think that every girl in the world wishes her man were hotter, sexier, and maybe a little more dangerous than he actually is.
And if they could only convey that, maybe there wouldn't be so many divorces, or other women ... or "other" women ... if you get my drift.
So, what can I say, I had no complaints, really ... 1 was quite into it ... even if it was a little on the kinky side.
What harm could it do, I told myself. So he wants to tie me up a little. So what, really ... What harm....
Before I could finish my thought, he was putting his arms around my hips. "Ohhhh...."
He didn't say anything. Instead he lifted me over his shoulder and started to carry me, as if he were a fireman and I wa caught in a blaze.
Which, come to think of it, I was ... a sexual blaze ... a sexual blaze the likes of which I'd never known before....
"Mmmmfff...."
I wanted to ask him where he was taking me, and what he thought he was going to do with me when he got me there ... but that damn gag....
Now, I was really curious.
I mean, how many places are there in a small place like his?
I didn't know for sure, because of how disoriented I was, but I felt as if a door were opening and we were going down a long staircase.
And then, when I felt the change in the atmosphere, I knew I was right.
We were in a long corridor, and then, an open wide room.
A basement!
It must have been a basement. And now, I was being stood up ... back on my own feet....
Not that I was able to walk, mind you ... oh, no ... there was no way I was going to be able to do that, not with those pesky ropes around my knees and my ankles....
There would be no walking for me this night!
Instead, I was made to stand in front of what felt like, from behind, where my fingers could still feel, even though my wrists were tightly bound, a cool, stiff pole!
Mack gently pushed me into it and held me there, until finally, I was being lashed to it! Just like that!
Lashed with more of that leathery thong material ... the kind that held me tight against the wall ... What was a poor girl like me to do? 1 had no idea....
All I knew, I was being worked to within an inch of myself, and couldn't believe it....
I mean, within a matter of moments, my hands were untied and then re-tied behind the pole....
A leather thong was attached to my roped ankles and I was made to press against the pole.
Now, 1 felt a little like Joan of Arc....
I mean, here I was, lashed and bound, and there was nothing I was going to be able to do about it!
Except take it.
And it dawned on me that it would be awfully hard to fuck me with my legs together.
That was what he was going to do, I figured ... I mean, why else abduct me like this, right?
Wrong.
Well, not exactly right, and mostly wrong.
He had some other ideas in his head.
Ideas that I was now to discover.
For one thing, he was very much into tits.
I would find out much later, when he would be into explaining, that the reason he chose me for this ... work of his, as he so humorously put it, was because of my tits....
He could tell even through my dress they were fabulous, and virginal ... that no man had properly ... what was the word he used? Oh yes, properly "worshiped" them.
Well, they were his now.
The way he had me lashed, they were pressing out, as my back was slightly arched outwards.
He was standing in front of me now, and my mouth was still gagged.
"Beautiful," he murmured ... "Just beautiful...."
"Mmmmfff...."
"There's no way you can talk ... I've taken care of that pretty well...." Hadn't he!
The only thing I could do was drool ... Drool as he held me fixed. And now....
Now he was a going to start ... To start to work on me ... Seriously.
He came up to me and stroked my face again.
I started to realize that this was some sort of ritualistic gesture on his part, designed to make me feel comfortable and dependent on him at the same time.
It worked!
Now, as his hand caressed me, his other one began to fondle my tits again.
He'd done this much before, and I wasn't thrown by it....
Until now....
Now, he was working me a little harder than the last time....
And now, he dropped his other hand to my tits and began to squeeze and roll them through his fingers, like thick unleavened pizza dough!
Fabulous....
Really incredible....
And I thought I was going to go out of my mind with it....
Until he began to work them even harder....
Pinching and squeezing them ... working them up into a frenzied lustful squeeze that I thought was goin to drive me simply out of my mind!
"MMMMMMFFF...."
"Yes, it feels good, doesn't it ... doesn't it, baby ... "
"MMMFFFF...."
Good? I suppose it felt something like good ... but it felt more like something like bad ... and I wasn't sure what that was supposed to mean....
Except that there was a gnawing, pulling effect on me, and it was starting to really ... get to me....
I mean, I've only had my tits fondled in the most loving fashion by the few men who've gotten that far....
But nothing like this ... Absolutely nothing like this! He was starting to hurt me ... He was really starting to hurt me, the way he was fondling me....
"MMMMMFFFF...."
"I know," he said, with a wicked smile on his face. I bet he knew....
I bet he knew exactly how it was hurting....
I started to move my head from side to side ... I couldn't get over it ... really ... it was hurting too much....
"MMMMMMFFF...."
"Relax ... I'm almost finished ... try to take it...."
I was trying my best! But it was still hurting so much ... And then, finally, he let his hands drop. I opened my eyes, which I'd been holding shut tight during the treatment and looked at him. He was on fire ... I could tell....
Standing there now in only his leather underwear, his hot, hard chest heaving as he worked on me....
"Yes ... baby ... so good ... it's so good...."
I couldn't answer him. My eyes, I knew, were telling him that it really hurt, but that didn't seem to hold any weight with him.
None.
He was too busy and too content to let me suffer the way I was, to notice there was even the slightest complaint involved.
Not Mack!
He was loving this oh so much! Too much!
I thought he was loving this entirely too much for my satisfaction ... And I was going to have to do something about it! But what? I was helpless ... His prisoner ... And he knew it....
Now, my eyes widened in real horror. Why?
Simply because he was reaching for ropes! He was carrying ropes in his hands! What....
What was he possibly going to do with those! I knew of course....
I knew instantly, but I didn't want to admit it ... I didn't want to admit that I knew ... Because, I guess, somehow I was wishing I was wrong....
That he wasn't going to do what I thought he was....
But no, there was no way out of it....
He was aiming to please ... himself!
Now, without saying a word, he took the rope and put it behind my back, holding it there and slowly winding it around....
Slowly....
Agonizingly....
Until it came to the front of my tits ... where he did an interesting little move of reversing it, so that he was forming a figure eight around my lovely, beautiful and perfect tits....
"MMMMMMFFFF...."
I moaned with an uneasy discomfort....
What....
What was he doing to me....
He was working my breasts really hard now, and each time he did another loop with that rope, he tightened it and began to make my poor lovely titties stand right out, all perky and hard ... And I mean hard!
They were standing flush at attention, as they were being looped between the lashes.
It was really starting to hurt now ... the blood was being forced to gorge outside the rope, causing my breasts to swell and get redder and redder....
And I loved that....
I really loved that....
The way it came into me....
The way it felt as it really worked itself up....
So good....
And he knew it.
He looked at me sharply as he continued to make my tits get harder and harder....
I'd never felt anything even remotely like this.
It was as if he wanted my tits to be like his cock ... to get a tit hard-on....
Well, I had a hot flash for him....
It was working....
It was working just fine!
And now....
Now, I didn't think I was going to be able to stand much more of this ... I really didn't....
I was on fire, and going to stay that way ... Until he decided I'd had enough ... Yes....
I said on fire....
Because the way he was working me I was definitely starting to feel my temperature rise....
It had something to do with the way he ... was caressing my nipples now!
Right through my swollen tits....
Right at the end of them, his fingers were working me....
Working me up smooth and hard ... Driving me crazy....
Now, I turned my head fast from side to side....
I couldn't take much more of this....
He was torturing me....
Torturing my tits....
And driving me crazy!
"MMMMMMFFFF...."
If I could only speak....
If I could only use my mouth....
But I couldn't.
This was all so well coordinated.
So well planned.
To work exactly as he planned!
The cad....
The brute....
The incredibly loving captor! Yes....
I had to admit it....
Even though he was driving me crazy, there was a part of me that he was ... driving crazy! I a special, sexual way....
I mean, I couldn't believe it....
My tits were ... like ... supercharged ... the way they were responding to his touch....
As if he were working them with little jolts of electricity....
And I had no idea what he was going to do....
And how he was going to do it....
I only hoped, now, that he fucked me soon....
I mean, I'd been tied up for so long ... I couldn't take any more of this....
Now ... now he was reaching into a black leather bag he had.
All right....
That was no problem....
What was he going to do with it....
What could he possibly do with that....
Oh no!
Clamps!
I recognized them right away ... They were metal clamps ... Was he going to ... No....
He couldn't....
He really couldn't....
I didn't think he had the nerve....
No one would....
OH GOD ... HE WAS....
HE WAS GOING TO PUT THEM ON MY STIMULATED NIPPLES.. NO.. PLEASE.. NO.. NOT THAT.. NOT THERE ... NO....
"MMMMMFFFFFF...."
My struggling and pleading through my gag only made him crazier....
He couldn't get over it....
He seemed to feed off my begging....
Now, he held one of my bound tits in his hand and smiled at me.
"Relax," he said, in that Velvety voice of his.
How cruel!
Relax!
How could I? How could anyone?
Now, my eyes were practically bulging out my head as I watched, with amazement and tremendous fear, as he took the first clamp, and holding my breast in his hand, began to work on it ... slowly ... twisting the top of the clamp until it was on my nipple....
I could feel the smooth steel as it got tighter and tighter around my tits....
Oh God!
He was unbelievable....
And now, with this next twist, he got it completely closed, and pressing on my nipple! "MMMMMFFF...."
"Shhhh...." he said, softly as he continued to twist it tight....
Ohh ... God ... you have no idea ... I still shudder when I think about how that felt ... about how that felt when he did that to me....
Like he was really going to drive me crazy....
"MMMMMFFFF...."
It was tight enough!
I tried to convey that to him, but all that I got for my efforts was more drool down the side of my chin....
Can you imagine?
Just when I thought he was going to be finished with his fiendish torture he was just beginnning ... Just beginning to work me ... And I was going really crazy now ... Just crazy with it....
My hips were moving back and forth ... My ankles were trying to, but they were too tightly lashed....
There was nothing I could about it ... Nothing....
Except let him continue ... And continue he did ... Tighter and tighter he did it ... Twisting the cold steel into my poor, defenseless nipple!
"Nnnnnnn...."
It was hard for me to move ... to try to speak, to do anything, except take what he was giving me ... And he was giving me so much!
"Yes," he finally said, when he looked into my eyes, his hand on the clamp, watching my reaction as he kept on slowly ... inexorably twisting it closed....
"You like it ... you know you do...." I shook my head no!
"Yes ... it's so good ... being tied and tortured ... you knew it was going to be good when you let me pick you up ... now you're feeling the effects ... and you love it ... you just love it...."
How could I tell him that he was wrong ... that I didn't love it....
That I wanted him to stop....
That I would do anything if he would only ... stop....
But he wouldn't....
There was no way he was going to stop ... I could see that now ... Much to my horror, he was only beginning. Finally ... when my nipple was practically spalyed out into two dimensions, he smiled and let it go ... Still clamped, but let go ... So he could begin to work on the other one! NO!
IT WASN'T FAIR!
NOW HE WAS GOING TO DO ME ALL OVER AGAIN....
ON THE OTHER SIDE ... This was too much for me....
I didn't think I was going to be able to take much of this....
Not the way he was handling me ... I was going out of my mind ... And then, I screamed ... Or tried to....
Through that damn ball gag ... as I felt the cool steel of the clamp coming down on my other nipple.
"I'm going to flatten this one too ... you'll see ... your nipples are going to be flattened ... so good...."
I was really frightened....
He was a madman....
I could see that now.
I could see there was no hope for me ... no hope at all....
There was nothing I was going to be able to do ... I was trapped ... Trapped like a little weasal ... And he was the jaw-bone spring action that had me.
Oh, I'd heard about men like him ... men who like to taunt and tease women....
Men who got a sexual thrill out of making women ... beg and prey for mercy....
Now, I was afraid that he was going to go after the ultimate thrill....
And snuff me....
But I couldn't think about that now....
I just couldn't ... What was the point....
What was the point in being more afraid than I already was?
He'd done his job ... He'd terrified me....
And now, I was just hoping that somehow this would all end soon.
I looked down at my own tits, and saw them all bound and clamped, and I just couldn't belive it....
He was staring at me now, holding my tits in his hands lightly, caressing me....
"Yes...." he said, "You like it ... you like it so much...."
I couldn't move....
My dress was still hanging down in front, and a new jolt of fear went through me when I realized that now he was slowly lifting it ... lifting it up ... revealing first my stockings, and then my garter belt ... with my naked thighs ... of course....
He was driving me crazy....
And he knew it....
"Lovely," he said, softly.
"You have lovely thighs ... let me look at them...."
And now he sank to his knees....
My beautiful tighs were totally exposed to him now....
I couldn't believe it!
He leaned forward and began to lick the smooth milky skin of my flesh!
And he slowly worked his way up to my hairy bush....
My hairy busy of pussy!
He could smell it....
He could sniff this stuff out....
And he was doing a wonderful job.
He was an animal.
A pussy predator....
And I was the poor victim.
Still on his knees, he tucked my dress into it's own belt so it hung up there....
"That's right ... that's it ... let me see you naked now...."
How could I not have worn panties? What was I thinking?
Good God, was I secretly encouraging all of this to happen?
Jesus...! hope ... not?
CHAPTER THREE
My pussy was creaming ... and that kind of surprised me, but not really.
After all, I was very turned on. I think I've already admitted that....
I was very turned on and there was no getting around that.
I loved being tied up!
I loved being taken to a strange dungeon by Mack, as he was dressed in his rubber costume ... and tortued the way I was being tortured.
If it only didn't hurt so much....
That was the only part....
I didn't mind a little pain....
Even that was all right....
I just didn't like it when he hurt me so much....
Now, though, I had some kind of hope....
I thought maybe he'd gone as far as he wanted to with my tits and was now going to reward me with maybe a little tongue on my pussy....
Mmmmm....
I could go for that! .
Believe me....
I could go for some tonguing down there ... Let him worship me a little ... Let his tongue show me how much he liked my tit job....
But most of this, I guess, was just wishful thinking....
Because there wasn't any way that he was going to be able to fulfill my desires....
No way that he would want to, was probably closer to what I wanted to say....
Because now ... he was putting a hand on my pussy, and pressing it softly, so that I could feel it down there....
But he wasn't moving any further on me ... He wasn't using his fingers to open me up, or anything....
No, he was just letting me have it ... just like that....
Teasing me....
Another form of torture....
So near and yet so far!
I mean, he was squeezing and manipulating me to the point where I really thought I was going to go crazy....
And now that my skirts were lifted and my private charms were put at his disposal, there was little I could do but take it....
And that's exactly what was happening.
He slowly rose to his full height, keeping his hand there all the while....
"You like this, don't you ... you like me lifting your skirts...."
"MMMMMMM...."
I was trying to convey that very message....
"Good, because I like it too ... you have a beautiful pussy ... at least as much as I can see of it, the way you insist on holding your legs together...."
He was driving me crazy with that kind of talk.
He knew why I couldn't lift my legs!
They were lashed together, and I was tied to this maddening pole....
The fiend!
He was teasing me to the point of ... well ... 1 don't know what....
But I didn't like it....
I really didn't like it at all....
And now....
Now, he was walking away from me! Now what?
Was he going to leave me here like this? I hardly thought so ... And I was right.
He was only going to the wall ... To the wall opposite me where there must have been hanging, a dozen or so lashes and assorted ... Whip!
That's what they were ... Whips!
I wasn't sure what he was doing....
Or why he was doing it....
But there they were, hangin on the wall ... whips of all kinds....
He reached for one and took it down.
It looked like a miniature version of a whip ... kind of a boutique size!
Perfect for....
Yes!
You guessed it! Tits!
He was going back to work on them! No!
How could he....
How could he want to....
But he was not to be denied.
He put one hand around my back, between the pole and me and drew me closer to him.
"Now, darling ... I'm going to whip your incredible breasts ... do you understand?"
I stared at him.
"Shake your head up and down if you understand ... and you better do it, if you know what's good for you...."
His voice ceratinly put the fear of God into me....
He meant business ... and I didn't think I wanted to mess with that!
So I shook my head up and down....
Even if there was a pained look on my face!
"Good ... 1 like a woman whose obedient," he said.
And with that he put the tip of this mini-lash right on my tits, on the parts that were swollen and red, and let it rest there....
"You understand, I'm really going to give it to you good...."
Again, I shook my head.
He wanted obedience ... he was going to get it.
Now, he slowly lifted the whip and smacked me ever so lightly on my tits....
But even that light smack resounded in pain becuase of the way he was keeping me bound.
It was like, if you take a bandaid and wrap it around you finger, the part that's cut off from the rest of your hand swells up and gets more sensitive?
That's what this was like..
Exactly....
And now ... he began to hit me there regularly ... hit me there and increase ... slowly ... increase the pressure as he did so....
Until within seconds, he was having me moan and groan for him, at will, through that damn ball gag of his....
"Mmmmmmmffffff...."
"That's right ... that's it ... so good ... that's so good ... yes ... baby ... yes ... take it ... take it good...." He was incredible!
I mean, the pain as he continued to lash my tits was unbearable ... And yet....
Somewhere, somehow, he'd found some kind of lock and key ... the key to my pleasure syndrome....
And each time he smacked me, the pelasure increased, along with the pain!
He was a master....
He was a master at what he was doing ... and there was nothing 1 could do about it ... Nothing at all ... Except take it....
And try to concentrate on the pleasure and not think about the pain.
What a ridiculous thought ... Really....
How could I not concentrate on the pain? I watched him, with fiery eyes, as he raised that thing and began in earnest to give me whacks, one after the other, on each of my tits! WHACK! SMACK! WWHIIIPPP! WWWHIIIPPPP!!! "MMMMMMFFFF...."
I couldn't believe it ... he was driving me simply out of my mind with it....
Constantly hitting one then the other of my poor titties....
Until they were actually starting to turn purple ... With the pain....
And he was surely quite an expert with that whip of his....
He was working it so deftly ... so smoothly ... I thought he was going to make me faint ... "MMMMFF...."
"You can take it," he said to me, smoothly, as he didn't let up, even for a second, with his whipping...."You can take it ... trust me ... you'll love it ... 1 promise...."
I was glad he thought I could take it ... that I was goin to be able to sustain this kind of pain....
Because as far as I was concerned, there was no way in hell I was going to be able to continue like this....
My eyes were getting all misty ... No, I thought to myself, don't give him the satisfaction....
Don't start to cry....
But it was hopeless....
I was starting to bawl like a little baby....
And if I'd harbored any illusions that it was goni to make him stop, or maybe feel a little sorry for me, it couldn't have been further from the truth.
He loved it!
He loved breaking me down and making me cry!
To him it was some sort of conquest....
Some kind of natural superiority he thought he was demonstrating, of men over women!
Well, what can I say?
He was ...-It was true....
At least in this particular circumstance.
I mean, here I was, trussed to the nines, half-stripped, ready for anything ... and ready to take it....
He was working me to within an inch of myself....
And now, through my tears, somehow I sensed that he was going to stop beating me ... that he was going to stop whipping with my tits....
And I was grateful!
I was so grateful for that moment that I could have gotten down on the floor and kissed his feet....
I would have loved the opportunity to do that to him....
Just to show him how fortunate I felt ... And now....
Now, he was looking at me and smiling....
I didn't like it....
It was that same kind of smile he flashed when h knew there was something he was going to do to me ... something particularly mean and heartless!
He began by going back to the wall, leaving me against that pole ... imprisoned ... his sexual prisoner....
And now he returned with the most frightening device I'd ever seen!
It was some kind of tit press ... He was going to use it on me! On my tits....
I struggled fiercely now ... trying with everything I had to get free ... But it was no use ... I couldn't....
He'd had me tied too well....
And knew exactly what he was doing....
And there was no way for me to get free from it....
God, how did this happen?
How had I become a sexual prisoner?
I wasn't sure....
I wasn't sure of anything....
Except that when he started to put the wooden slats on me, I burst out into an even more vigorous stream of tears and wails....
"Mmmmmmfff...."
"That's right ... just relax, and it'll go much easier for you ... I promise...."
He promised! He was a maniac!
He was going to press my tits like they were apple....
He was going to make tit cider out of me ... God....
God in heaven ... Help me....
I was begging for some kind of help ... some kind of relief from it....
But there was none coming....
I guess that God figured I needed this ... 1 deserved to be punished, and he wasn't going to prevent it at all!
So I was forced to take it ... To take it all ... And not complain ... As if I could....
And cry my pretty blue eyes out while he began to turn the screws that came up and through the two slats....
They were connected in such a way that as he turned the eyewing nuts that were holding them together, my titties could feel the boards geting tighter and tighter....
God....
So incredible....
I couldn't believe he was capable of doing something this mean....
Something this monstrous ... Something this wonderful ... Yes....
The sensation of having my tits flattened was just driving me crazy ... I couldn't get over it....
He was working me over in this most bizarre way, and the more he did the more I liked it....
Unti I thought I was going to really lose my mind again....
And once more, almost on cue, my tears came.
"Aaahhh...." he said, as if he were being somehow rewarded for his work....
"Those lovely tears ... they're beautiful...."
Now, he wiped them away with his hands, as I continued to heave my chest at him....
I was being forced to wear this giant presser on me....
And it hurt so much!
Now, though, he seemed ready to attack me lower down....
Once more....
He pressed his palm into my pussy area ... so that I could feel it starting to work on me ... "Mmmmmfff...."
"Yes ... you're so hot down there ... "
"Mmmffff...."
"Hard to believe ... you get so hot whenever I come near it!"
"Mmmfff...."
"Do you want me to put my ringers in your pussy...."
He was staring at me, really waiting for an answer!
Was he crazy or something?
Of course I wanted him to....
Wasn't that the way he was going to do it?
I wanted him to put it right to me....
And drive me crazy with it....
Just drive me completely out of my mind....
Now, he was slowly pushing two fingers between my tightened legs....
And watching my face as he did so.
When they were wedged in their, good and tight, he grinned.
"Yes, baby ... yes ... so good ... that's so good, isn't it ... you love it like that...." It was true. I did....
I did love it like that, with his hand wedged in there ... with his hand wedged up between my legs ... inching their way towards my pussy....
He must have known that....
He must have known it and loved it ... because now it was driving the both of us crazy....
I couldn't get over it....
How he knew exactly what to do....
How he loved doing it, also ... the way he pushed his fingers slowly between my yielding flesh, until he was right at my pussy! "MMMMFFF...."
This time my moan was one of pure pleasure ... I couldn't get enough of it now ... Even with my tits tied ... Even with my tits clamped ... Even with my tits whipped ... And especially, even with my tits, pressed! My pussy was practically bleating with desire. If it had a voice it would have called him out ... Please ... Take me....
Take me ... and fuck me!
Slowly, agonizingly slowly, he forced his fingers to the lips of my hot, swollen and pulsating pussy ... and forced them up into me....
"Yes ... baby ... yes ... so good ... you like that, don't you ... you like the way that feels ... I can tell...."
"Mmmmfff...."
He was right....
If only he'd remove that damn gag, I'd let him know a thing or two....
I'd let him know how good it felt....
I'd show him what pussy was all about....
I'd give him the fucking of his life....
But of course, it was all fruitless....
Because I couldn't do a thing....
Not a thing to prevent what was going on....
There I was, helpless and hopeless, eager and desirous....
And then, he slipped those two hard and fat fingers of his, right up into me....
While my pussy was closed....
While my legs were lashed together....
And hied them there, staring at my face....
Waiting for me to go off....
And don't you know, it drove me nearly crazy ... the way he was working me....
The way his fingers were digging inside of me....
He was going to make me come....
The bastard was going to make me come!
And I couldn't get over it!
I just couldn't....
By simply wiggling his fingers he could manipulate me to the point where I was actually going to spend....
Oh ... God....
This was too much....
To have to spend for him while he held me like that....
What an animal he was ... What a heartless animal ... Thank God!
Because no one ... no man had ever made me come the way he did ... he watched, joyously ... as I started to come, over and over again ... come for him and let it drip down the side of my leg....
Over and over and over....
Until I thought I was going to go crazy with it....
God....
Now, he was holding his fingers in my pussy and studying my face. "You love this, don't you ... you really love this...." What could I say? I did....
I did love it ... A lot ... And now....
My hips were moving ... Back and forth....
Against those magnificent fingers of his ... I wanted him to know how good it felt ... I wanted him to know how good he was working me....
Like no one had ever done before ... And I was sure no one would ever do again ... "Do you want me to remove the gag," he said, huskily....
I couldn't see, but I was sure that he was hard....
Deep in that rubber suit of his, he must have been pounding away with a blood gorged cock.
How else could you explain the way he was starting to weaken....
The way he was actually thinking of making me take it with my gag off!
Anyway, no matter what his motives, I shook my head violently up and down ... Yes ... Please ... Take it off ... Please, take it off....
Take it off and let me feel it and let met tell you ... Please....
He reached up with one hand, while keeping the other still buried inside of me, and began to remove the gag!
I was amazed!
With one motion he was able to get it off me ... He was able to remove the thing! It must have been held together by one litle bow! As soon as it was out of my mouth I moaned with relief....
"Ohhhhh...."
"Yes ... baby ... that feels better doesn't it ... "
"God...."
"Tell me ... tell me or I'll be forced to put it back on you...."
"Yes...." I said, as soon as I could catch my breath....
"It feels incredible ... thank you ... thank you so much for taking it off...." He liked that. I could tell.
He liked being thanked by me.
Now, he knew more than ever how much I was in his debt ... And in his control.
And he was going to use that against me. Somehow, he was going to use it to make me come ... Agains and again and again.. This must have somehow been my lucky day. Yes....
I was sure of it....
This had to be my lucky motherfucking day.
Take me ... take me ... please ... Mack ... take me ... and do what you want with me....
"Ohhh ... thank you ... thank you thank you thank you...."
CHAPTER FOUR
Now what?
I wasn't really sure....
I had no idea what he was going to do to me next....
There was no use in trying to outguess him. It wouldn't work.
No matter how devious I thought I could allow myself to think, he would outdo me.
He would make it so there was no way I'd ever be able to outthink the likes of him.
He was like no man I'd ever met before.
He certainly was the best looking, I'll confess to that, eagerly.
After all, it was his looks that had lured me to his lair ... where I was then abruptly taken and trussed and tortured....
And all the while, he was working on my defenses, trying his best to break me down, working me to the bone, taking advantage of every one of my private parts....
And there was nothing I could do about it....
Nothing....
I was helpless....
Forced to experience this stripping away of my body ... this stripping and abuse ... And the way he did it!
The way he was able to get inside of me like this ... It amounted to no less than a full-scale assault on my sensibilities ... And didn't I just love it!
Didn't I just love the way it felt as he continued to abuse me....
Wasn't it a sheer revelation for me....
Because no one had ever done this type of thing to me....
Men had always worshiped my bydy and put it on a pedastal, and there was definitely something to be said for that too, don't get me wrong ... but to be taken, in the classic, timeless way, seduction by charm and brute strength ... well, if I could franchise this stuff I'd make more money than McDonalds, I'll tell you that....
Even now, with my tits in the most unspeakably tortured position, and my legs bound together and his fingers churning my pussy ... I was helpless to complain....
Helpless to do anything about it....
There was really nothing I could do....
He was in charge.
He was my lord and master.
He was the king of my universe.
He was the captain of my soul.
Ladies!
You must have this done to you.
Encourage your boyfriends or your husbands (or your boyfriends even if you have husbands) to take advantage of you this way ... 1 guarantee you'll come like you've never come before....
Listen to me....
Believe me....
I know what I'm talking about.
Like now, with those incredible fingers doing their thing inside my tight pussy it was enough to make me crazy....
"Ohhh...."
I couldn't help it....
Now with that gag off my mouth, I was free at last to sight and moan with pleasure....
He put his face right in front of me and watched as I put on a show of delicious facial expressions, all quite uncontrolled by me....
I couldn't help it....
It all felt too ... wonderful for words....
Even though my tits were bearing the pain of the abuse they were forced to take ... like this flattening that was going on....
I didn't care....
It hurt ... but I didn't care....
It could have been worse....
It could have been much worse....
And I knew that....
I also knew that somehow, from somewhere inside of me, that I was safe. That he wasn't going to hurt me ... That I was going to be all right ... In time....
After he was through with me.
He put his mouth on mine and forced his tongue between my lips....
I started sucking on it immediately ... pretending to myself that it was really his cock....
That it was his hot cock going in my mouth, that he was forcing me to suck it ... that he was going to come....
That he was going to make me swallow it ... That he was going to watch as it went down my throat....
Incredible ... Just incredible....
I was on fire now ... and I couldn't help it ... I really couldn't....
No matter what I did, no matter how I felt, I was still in his charge ... and there was nothing I could really do exept go along with....
OHHH!
Without saying anything he took his finger out of my pussy ... They were drenched!
My pussy was running like a faucet and I could tell he was turned on by it.
"You're so wet," he said softly....
And then he lifted his fingers to my mouth and put them in....
He was going to make me suck them, and suck on my own pussy juice!
God!
Incredible....
I'm trying to tell you....
This was the best....
When I'd cleaned his fingers totally, to his complete satisfaction, he turned and went to the wall.
He was going to get some kind of device, I knew ... something to add to the torture I was already feeling.
What, though?
What could he do to me now?
I thought he must have exhausted all roads by this time ... But I was wrong ... I was mistaken ... I couldn't believe it ... I really couldn't ... And now....
Now, when I saw what he had, I screamed, at the top of my lungs! "NOOOOO...."
He immediately clamped his hand over my mouth and looked at me, sternly, with those deep black eyes of his.
"If you do that again, I'll give you the most severe punishments you've ever had. And I'll keep you gagged for all of it!"
My eyes widened in fright.
I knew he wasn't kidding.
I knew he meant what he was saying.
So I shook my head softly up and down, to let him know that I understood ... and that I'd try, I'd really try to behave....
So there I was, tied still to that pole, with my knees and ankles still tied, about to get it, but good....
From him....
From him and his new devious device! It was quite simple really ... And only because I was so attuned to what he was up to did I feel any sense of dread.
He was going to use a needle, thread and hook device on me!
How, I wasn't quite sure....
But however, it was going to hurt, I could tell that....
You didn't need a crystal ball to be able to read that kind of score....
You don't need anything but a man like Mack to give it to you....
A man who isn't afraid of his own sexuality, .and certainly not intimidated by yours.
And yes, Mack was such a man....
And I was his victim....
His sexual victim....
God....
He was so incredible....
I was so lucky....
So dreadfully lucky....
Even though I was going to have to pay the sexual price....
As I was doing now.
I stared with frightened eyes at that needle and thread....
What ... what was he going to do now?
"Just try not to think about this.. Just let it happen to you," he said.
Now, he held the thread up and started to sew two pieces of the thick stuff to the leather collar around my neck.
He worked slowly ... methodically, giving me the kind of treatment I could only dream about ... yes ... he was so smooth ... he was incredible smooth and delicate....
And the leather around my neck was supple enough to let that needle go through.
He was careful not to pierce my neck skin, by using a thimble on one of his fingers.
Now, I ask you, was he not the picture of consideration?
I certainly thought so....
You couldn't tell me otherwise....
No sir....
He was the best....
Now, he had two loops of strong thread down into my leather neck collar. Why?
Why would he want to do something like that?
I couldn't figure it out at all....
That is, until I realized what he was up to.
Then it hit me with a shuddering reality.
I saw those piercing fish hooks in his fingers, and i that wicked smile, and the way he was staring at my squashed, clamped nipples, and I knew....
I can still remember quite exactly the moment it hit me ... how it came on to me ... crawling through my skin ... crawling like a million bugs taking their bites out of me.
He reached for a bottle of clear oil.
I couldn't be sure, but it seemed as if it was that overly, luxurious sexual oil ... the kind you rub on private parts for sexual stimulation....
Oh yes, I was quite familiar with that.
Now, though, he took some and splashed it in his palm ... holding it there while with the same hand he held his hooks!
Now, he put the bottle down and took the fingers of her free hand and pushed them around in that little pool of oil.
I watched it all, fascinated by the way he was working himself and me into a renewed sexual frenzy.
"Are you ready," he asked me, and stared into my eyes for the answer.
I swallowed hard and then shook my head yes. "Good...."
Now, he took his oil-dripping fingers and rubbed them around my nipples, first my right one and then my left one....
"OHHHHH...."
I couldn't believe it!
My nipples, still clamped, where nevertheless being pushed forward by those steel biters so that they were sticking at least a half inch out in front of the clamps ... free and tight at the same time....
And now he was caressing them ... using his hands on them ... rubbing them up and down, moving them all around, pulling on them every so often ... altogether sending me into a new state of sexual hunger I'd never previously known ... with anyone ... at any time!
And soon, I was lolling my head back and forth, lost in the reverie of this latest sexual delight....
The way he made me moan and sob ... it was something I'll never forget....
And then, when he was satisfied that he'd warmed me up sufficiently ... that I was ready, once more for some of his treatment, he smiled cruelly and got himself ready....
For the next step!
He didn't waste any time....
Instead, he took the first hook, and holding my left nipple in his hands, started to pierce it!
God, it was incredible ... the pain was almost too unbearable....
Every free part of my body started to kick and scream....
I couldn't get over how much that hurt....
And each time I tried to move out of it, he pushed it in further ... slicing into the cherry red bud of my nipple....
Driving me crazy....
Making me scream with the pain....
And yes, girls, with the pleasure!
He was driving me simply wild....
And I didn't know what to do about it....
I really didn't....
I thought I was going to lose it for sure ... I was starting to go out ... to blank out ... thankfully ... But he wasn't going to allow that! No!
He was determined to keep me wide awake.
He clamped his hand on my face and held it rigidly at attention, watching my face....
And when he let go, he was satisfied that I wasn't going to sleep out on him.
"Please ... don't ... no more ... I'll do anything ... any thing you want ... I mean it ... I'11 do any thing...."
And I did mean it!
I would have sucked on his asshole if he would have let me ... There was nothing that I wouldn't have considered ... If only....
If only he'd let me have some! If only he'd stop and fuck me ... But no ... he had a game plan and he was going to stick with it ... That much was clear....
And now, with one final push, he got the fish hook through my nipple, piercing it through the curve, all the way to the loop of it....
And pulled on it slightly....
"OOOOOOOOO...."
The pain, simply, was unbearable....
I was lurching with my body, uncontrollably ... like a ship in a storm at sea ... it was a nightmare the likes of which I'd never even dared to dream of before....
I couldn't get over it....
It was so painful....
So awfully painful!
Even so, I had to try to endure it....
I wanted Mack to somehow know that there was nothing ... nothing I couldn't do ... nothing I couldn't take for him....
And now, he looked at my face.
"How does it feel," he asked, softly....
"Ohhh ... it ... hurts...."
"Yes ... I know ... but how does it feel...."
He was standing before me in the dim light, and wanting me to tell him just what the sexual response was....
I could handle it....
I really could....
I parted my wet lips and he watched my face.
"It's ... like nothing else ... I've ever felt...."
"I know ... 1 know ... you're such a good captive...."
He was congratulating me....
And for some reason, that helped ... that helped a lot ... because it made me feel that I was getting to him, as much as he was getting to me ... and that he was loving it along with me....
So we were joined....
Joined together by something other than hooks and bonds and leather and rubber....
We were joined by the mutual lust of our sexual obsessions....
And that was wonderful, really....
A wonderful thing to realize....
I sighed ... if such a thing was possible....
And then I gasped....
Because now he was working on my other nipple, and he'd just pushed the hook through the part of the end of it ... the fleshy underpart ... the nether nipple, as it were, and was slowly forcing that widening hook through it....
"OHHHH ... GOD ... YOU'RE KILLING ... ME...."
I wasn't screaming....
I'd promised both him and myself that I wasn't going to scream ... No way....
I was going to try to control the pain and the panic as best I could..
While he worked on me like he did....
And God, he was working on me so good....
Now, both my nipples were hook-pierced.
My eyes were tear-filled ... I couldn't help that ... but so what....
So what if I were feeling a little pain.
What was the big deal?
I'd felt pain before ... and could handle it....
I knew I could handle it....
And now I was going to witness the next stage of this torture....
Even the boards flattening my gorgeous tits were no match for this new level of torture....
And the both of us knew it.
Now, he held the left hook in his hand, along with my nipple of course, and began to lower the thread that he had attached to that side of my collar.
I gasped.
I wasn't sure what was going to follow, but I didn't dare to look away....
Now, he took that thread and looped it through the bottom of the hook, where the little eyelet for it was....
And pulled slowly on the thread, watching my face all the while ... "OHHHHH ... GODDDDD . ... OOHHHHHHH NOOO...."
He was pulling on the thread and lifting it at the same time, so that he was hooking, in effect, my nipple and my collar, stretching my nipple until I thought for sure he was going to pull it out of it's socket....
God, what a torture!
What a mean, unspeakable display of cruelty....
I was openly sobbing now, and there was nothing he could say, no threat or cajole that would make me change....
He had me and he knew it....
I was bawling like a baby as he trussed my nipple up high, as far as he could get that part of it ... stretching it to a good three inches before tying it to my collar....
God....
How that hurt....
How that hurt so much....
He was being mean and cruel and I could do nothing but weep like a baby....
And when I thought for sure that I'd endured all I would have to, he began on the other one....
Can you imagine?
I was going to have to go through it all over again....
Worse this time ... I was sure ... because I knew what was coming ... And then he began ... Reaching for the hooked nipple ... And the the thread ... And looping it ... And pulling it ... And stretching me....
My God, my tits were being tortured every inch of the way ... And how they hurt ... How they so hurt ... Yes....
I'll do anything ... Anything ... Only please stop ... Please stop what you're doing ... I really can't take anymore ... He started to smile! I'd never seen that before ... He was smiling as he was watching me writhe in pain....
My tits were hooked to my neck collar ... Of all the fiendish tortures ... He was incredible ... Really....
There seemed to be no limits to the amount of cruelty he was going to make me endure. And endure it I would ... As much as I could....
As much as I would have to take ... Until finally ... finally ... I was watching him step back.
It was a perfect tableau. And he knew it.
Now, he was headed for the wall again. What now?
What could he possibly do now? No!
He actually had a camera! He had a camera and he was going to take pictures of me....
He was going to record the evidence ... I couldn't believe it ... I really couldn't....
How could he photograph me in such agony? I didn't understand it! 1 really didn't....
He was the meanest person I'd ever met ... But also the sexiest.
The hottest and the sexiest and the most fabulous lover, if you can understand that.
I know it's difficult, but it's true....
That's the way I felt and there was no way I'd change....
No matter what he did to me....
No matter what....
Not even what came next.
Although, if there ever was a test, this was going to be it.
CHAPTER FIVE
I don't know how long he left me like that, trussed to the gills, literally, with my nipples tied quite effectively to my collar.
I was his total sexual prisoner.
And now, just as I was weeping, it seemed uncontrollably, he left me there hanging, against the pole, and walked out of the room.
Just like that.
I had no idea where he was going....
Or where I was....
Or for how long I was going to have to endure being like this.
I looked down at my own tits....
They were maginficently trussed ... I had to admit....
Every part of them was tortured.
He certainly knew what he was doing ... beginning with the ropes, then on to the boards, and the clamps, and now the hooks.
And because I had such gorgeous ones, I'd been picked by him ... picked, and charmed into coming back here ... so that I could endure all his lustful torture....
What an unspeakably mean and arrogant thing to do....
But somehow he must have known....
He must have known that I'd love it ... that I'd give anything to have him do this to me again ... that I'd love to be his sexual slave forever....
Those, indeed, were the thoughts that were going through my mind as I waited for his return.
And finally, after what might have been hours, or only minutes-in my condition time seemed itself a form of perversion, unable to be judged by normal standards-he reappeared.
Totally nude!
Except for his cock and balls, which held a peculiar harness ... as if he were a horse (he was certainly hung like one) and had to be bridled....
But he did it in such a way that it made his balls seem even bigger than I'd imagined them....
And his cock was wrapped in lovely, thick leather straps ... with studs on them....
Not the normal, usual types of studs....
No....
These were different....
These were little rubber jobs ... the type that would make a girl's pussy cream better than a blender....
And of course, that was the first thing I thought of..
My own pussy being fucked by that equipment. He was incredibly well-hung, as I just knew he would be ... And now....
He came over to me, and that's when I saw the battery device for the first time!
It looked something like a transformer from a set of children's electric trains, a little black box with a dial on it that twisted to increase the flow of juice ... a rheostat I believe it's called.
And then..
Then, finally, I saw the other thing ... The thin wire that was going to be put across my tits....
And attached to them....
He did this with that cruel smile still on his face.
He knew exactly what he was doing....
Exactly!
He clamped the end of the wire on one of the hooks that was through my nipples, and the other end to the other one.
"There," he said softly, satisfied, giving it couple of light tugs, that it was firmly secured to me.
"Now ... let's apply the third rail!"
A cruel joke!
One that left me breathless with fear. I didn't think he was actually going to ... go through with this. He was just trying to scare me ... That's what I told myself ... Just trying to frighten me is all ... Well, that was fine.. Let him try....
I wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of giving in....
He could scare me all he damn pleased ... I wasn't going to fall for it ... I wasn't....
Not even when I saw him take the long extention cord and plug it into the wall ... Well ... maybe then ... I stared at him.
"What ... what are you going to do," I said, my voice sounding as sheepish as the poor victim that I looked to be in his eyes.
"Stimulate you," he said, calmly.
Stimulate me! More than I already was? Was it possible, I was going to get it even more than before? I didn't think so. He was bluffing. He had to be.
"Now ... this might feel a little ... painful at first, but I'm sure you'll survive...."
He smiled and then even chuckled once.
He wasn't kidding!
He wasn't bluffing at all....
I was the one who was kidding....
Kidding myself!
I was going to get juiced..
Through my tits....
Oh ... God ... God....
I twisted and turned in my bonds, hoping that I could somehow get free ... Please....
Please don't do this to me. Enough....
Enough of your tortures....
Let me instead suck your dick....
Wouldn't you like that?
Wouldn't you like me to suck on it ... to make it come ... sweetly ... in my mouth ... To make it shoot out so good ... Wouldn't you, baby....
Yes ... I know ... I know you would ... If only you'd give me a chance ... If only you'd give me one little chance ... But no....
There were no chances....
There were no chances to be had ...
There was nothing....
Nothing but oblivion ahead....
That much was obvious....
Obvious obliviion....
The plight of the victim....
All of these thoughts went through my head in a matter of seconds ... colliding with each other as they did so....
And as they did, I knew I had no chance....
No chance at all to convince him of doing anything differently than he was going to do ... If he wanted to juice me than he would do just that....
I waited.
More eternities passing quickly.
He was so good at this kind of thing ... of building the suspense along with my hopes, up to a point where I thought perhaps he wasn't going to ... he was going to give me a break ... he was going to spare me....
But no!
HE WASN'T....
HE WASN'T AT ALL....
HE WAS GOING TO BURN ME ... HE WAS GONG TO ELECTROCUTE MY TITS.. CAPITAL PUNISHMENT FOR THEM....
HOW MEAN ... HOW MEAN AND CRUEL....
AND COMPLETELY SEXUAL!
I WAS THE ULTIMATE VICTIM ... RIGHT UP AGAINST THAT POLE....
I saw him reach for the dial as he held the box up in front of my tits....
With his eyes staring at them....
And his mouth watering for it....
His tongue came out and licked across his lips in anticipation....
He couldn't wait to see me brought to new heights (depths!) of pleasureful pain.
Or was it painful pleasure?
I was having such trouble figuring it all out!
Believe me ... I couldn't tell what the situation was anymore....
And now I was drooling again from my mouth, only this time I had no gag....
It was strictly out of fear....
The fear of having to take the juice through my hooked tits!
I looked at him with pleading eyes. Please ... don't ... don't do this to me ... not this ... anything but ... please....
But, of course, you know, don't you ... I don't have to tell you....
My pleas had absolutely no effect on him whatsoever....
He was going to take it....
He was going to give it to me as well....
And I was hardly able to breathe I was so frightened....
And then....
Then, I watched, bug-eyed, as his hand went to the zapper, and he started to apply the juice!
He moved that switch just a little, and I thought, aha, it was all a trick ... there is no juice coing out of it....
It's a trick!
There's....
"OHHH ... GOD.. NO ... NO...."
No trick ... no trick at all....
The juice now started flowing ... and I could feel it in my tits!
At first it wasn't so bad..
Really ... it kind of felt like when I lie in bed by myself and take a vibrator and kind of lazily run it across my tits....
Like that....
Only maybe a little stronger ... A little more juice ... Maybe even a little more ... NO ... PLEASE ... THAT'S ENOUGH.. GOD ... 1 CAN FEEL IT ... I CAN FEEL IT ... And he knew it!
He was staring right at me as he started to increase the flow. Slowly ... Steadily ... Surely....
And then, with one motion he really turned it on!
And my entire body jolted, just like in the movies when the bad guy gets the chair!
I thrust my chest forward ... it was the only move I could do....
And when it was like that, heaving, holding up those wooden slats and heaving ... he took it as a sign that I was liking it....
I could tell....
Just from the way he was looking at me and talking to me....
"Yes ... baby ... it's so good ... so good ... you love it ... I know ... I'll give you all you want....
Crazily, I could see his cock getting bigger and bigger, as he stood there harnessed ... and now the thing was like a wild stallion's cock, harnessed and trying to burst free.
He was enormous!
I'd never seen sexual equipment like that on a man.
I swear his cock was big enough to fuck the pussies of the biggest girl in Las Vegas choruses ... the kind that you can drive choo choos through....
And still, he was watching me ... with his hard-on and all....
And increasing the juice....
"OHHH ... NO.. NOO.. PLEASE ... YOU'RE KILLING ME ... PLEASE ... NO ... OOOOHHH ... AAAAAHH H ... UNNNHHHH...."
It didn't seem to matter to him ... not at all ... he was content to juice me ... to juice the shit out of me....
And now, I had a burning sensation in my tits....
As I smelled the smoke rising ... the black smoke....
He was a fiend!
A heartless fiend!
To punish me this way....
OH GOD ... HE'S REACHING FOR THE SWITCH ... HE'S GOING TO PUSH IT UP FURTHER ... NOT MORE OF THIS ... NO ... NOT ANY MORE ... OHHHH....
And then, friends, finally ... 1 was able to faint....
I was relieved of the awful torture I was being subjected to by the sweet sensation of fainting away to what appeared to be for all intents and purposes, my death.
I don't know how long I was out ... as I say, time had lost it's reason for me.
But when I awoke I was no longer attached to that pole.
Oh, my tits were still being tortured, but everything had been removed except the hooks. And they were enough.
My breasts, my lovely, beautiful titties were feeling the effects of all that had been done to them.
They were incredibly tender and bruised....
1 looked down at them and saw the marks of brutality painted with blacks and blues ... and the rope marks that were so distinct, wound around my tits....
Would they ever return to normal? Would I ever have the sensation back in them? It was a hard one to figure ... A really hard one....
As hard as his cock had looked to me just before I blacked out. I was in a bed ... A big, comfortable bed. With no other furniture in the room. And now window.
I tried to get up and that's the first time I realized that my arms and legs were secured....
In such a way that my arms were bent at the elbows, and tied down my my head, on either side of the bed,..
And my legs....
Good God!
They were bent!
They were bent up at the knees, and held that way by clever ropes on either side of my thighs....
Ropes that kept me spread apart ... And I was wearing nothing now ... Under the one sheet that covered me I was totally naked.
I tried to get free ... I thought I'd test the strength of the ropes. They were tight all right. And strong ... There was no way....
No way that I was going to be able to get out of it....
I knew that now and resigned myself to that fact. So I waited for Mack to come back in and show me what he had in store for me next. A little while later the door did, indeed open ... And Mack came in.
The first thing I noticed about him was that his cock still had that studded leather harness on it ... and it was still hard....
Gorgeously so!
And he came over to the bed and sat down next to me ... putting one hand on my face.
"How are you, darling...."
The nerve of him, calling me darling!
"I'm ... fine...." I said, choking back tears. "Why ... are you doing this to me...."
"Because," he said calmly ... "Because you're the lucky lady of my choice. When I'm finished with...."
His voice trailed off.
I shuddered to think what was going to happen next....
I couldn't quite put it together....
But now, He was starting to straddle my body....
Starting to come around, putting a knee on either side of my face....
And squatting down on my poor tits.
He bounced once, as if to make sure he was comfortable.
"There," he said, smartly. "That's better...."
"Ohhh...."
"What's the matter?"
"It hurts ... you're heavy and my tits ... my tits are so sore...."
I thought perhaps he was going to understand ... and sympathize ... But of course I was wrong ... Dead wrong.
He didn't seem to care at all about my plight ... he was only interested in watching me suffer ... If only....
If only I could have him trapped sometime ... I'd show him what suffering was! That was a promise I made to myself ... a promise that I hoped to keep. Now....
Now, he was leaning forward, and I suddenly could feel the hot head of his fat prick working on my face ... Slowly....
Rolling all over it....
Rolling over it and rubbing me good, on my cheeks and my chin and my mouth and my eyes ... He was pushing his cock up against my nose! His little prick-hole was inside my nostrils! God....
With him watching all the time ... Watching me and making me do these things ... I was being humbled by his cock ... His leather sheathed cock ... And, Jesus, but wasn't I loving it! Wasn't I loving every bit of it ... He continued to work me over ... to make sure that I was feeling it so good....
And then, he gently made me open my mouth. He was going to make me suck his prick. "You're a cocksucker, aren't you," he said to me. "Yes...."
I couldn't help but tell him what he wanted to know.
"And you're going to suck mine, aren't you ... "
"Yes...."
"Deep in your throat ... "
"Yes...."
"To show me how much you loved the way I punished you ... right?"
"Ohhh ... God ... yes ... yes ... give it to me ... give me your prick in my mouth ... let me show you ... please...." I was on fire....
I couldn't take it anymore ... not with that gorgeous hunk of sexmeat right on my face ... He was teasing me ... Teasing me and driving me crazy ... I knew that....
And I was going out of my mind with it....
I needed it....
God, I needed it....
And I was going to get it!
Yes!
I was going to get it all right ... He slowly slipped the head in ... Just the head....
"Now suck," he said, and I did as I-was told ... like the good little girl that I was ... like the good little girl he wanted me to be....
And I was only too willing to comply.
Perhaps it was the punishment I'd taken ... or the size and taste of his dick....
But whatever it was, I wanted to suck that thing dry ... I wanted to suck the life out of him....
If only I could use my hands....
If only I could use my fingers on him ... I'd work that shaft up all right....
And now....
Now he was gently holding his cock in his own hand ... and what a sight that was!
He was holding it and forcing it deep into my mouth....
So deep that I could taste the rubber wrapped around it ... And it tasted so good ... The way those nubs hit my mouth ... And worked it up and down ... I could only imagine ... And then it hit me!
They were going to be used inside my pussy!
He was going to fuck me with it ... and make me feel it in there....
Oh, God ... what that would do to me ... what a thing like this, with all these rubber spikes could do....
The mere thought of it made me suck him that much harder....
And now, he was starting to move his hips back and forth....
He was starting to move them, and to fuck my mouth.
He was so big!
I had to strain to open my mouth to get him all the way in....
And the more I did, the more I could feel him....
Until, finally, I was tasting his stuff, tasting his hot fluids....
He wasn't exactly coming ... but he was dripping with lube juices ... the kind of thing a cock does as it's working it's way into a pussy....
How eagerly I sucked at the stuff ... I gobbled it ... 1 wanted it all the way down my throat ... to taste that stickiness going in me....
Yes....
Oh yes....
I was his slave....
I was his love slave....
And I was going to remain that way for as long as he pleased ... And didn't I know it ... Didn't I just know it....
"Yeah, you love it ... you love sucking cock ... "
"Mmmmmm"
"Ohh ... baby ... suck that thing ... suck on it hard ... give it your tongue ... go on baby ... give it to me...."
He was fucking my face so hard now ... and I was loving it....
Just loving the way he was making me feel....
I would have done anything for him....
And he knew it....
He just knew it....
My beautiful arrogant sex master!
CHAPTER SIX
I thought he was going to come!
I really did!
But I was wrong....
He had no intention of coming ... he had no intention of coming in my mouth, anyway ... No....
He wanted to fuck me, and to make sure that his prick was at full service when he did ... That was the only way he was going to be able to do his thing with me ... I could see that now.
So as he drew it out of my muth, dripping wet and filled with saliva, I moaned, involuntarily, at the unfairness of it!
"Aaaawwwwhhh.
That made him laugh.
"What's the matter, baby? Want to keep sucking on it?"
"You know I do...."
"But I want to fuck you ... and you know that, don't you ... "
"Yes...."
"You want to get fucked by me, don't you...."
"Yes ... I do...."
"Where...."
He was going to make me tell him ... "In my pussy...."
"You want me to fuck you in your pussy...."
"Yes ... oh ... yes ... that's right ... fuck me in my pussy ... baby baby baby you fuck so good...."
I was hoping this would keep him turned on ... it certainly was doing the job for me!
Now, he was between my well-spread legs.
They were kept that way, as I told you, by an extra pair of ropes that were around my thighs forcing them apart.
And with the other ropes on my ankles and under my knees, I was perfectly well spread for him.
And didn't he know it ... And didn't he like it ... The rascal! I could tell ... I could tell he had me perfectly the way he wanted me....
And he'd done it so cleverly ... To make sure that I wouldn't protest, he'd tortured me until I was out, and then he did it to me ... I loved it....
Loved the way he took total control of my entire being....
He was like no other man I'd ever known in my life....
And ever would know, I was sure....
Now, he was continuing his work ... taking his cock and rubbing it slowly up and down my slit....
From the very top all the way down to my asshole....
And back again....
"Yes ... baby ... baby wants my prick, doesn't she...."
"Ohhhh...."
He wasn't kidding....
I wanted it all right....
I wanted to feel it inside of me so badly....
Especially with those rubber prongs ... what they could do to me....
What they could do....
I couldn't believe it ... I just couldn't....
And now ... now ... he was starting to put it in! "OHHHH ... SHIT ... YOU'RE INCREDIBLE ... JUST INCREDIBLE. I couldn't believe it ... I really couldn't....
He was slowly pushing that gorgeous cock up inside of me....
I was going to have the privilege of getting fucked by him....
By him and his massive dick....
It was more than one woman could hope for, I was sure ... more than one woman had a right to have....
And yet....
Yet ... I was able to get it all....
I was able to have as much as I wanted....
And didn't I love that!
And wasn't I going to give him the fuck of his life....
If only I'd be able to stand it....
And move for him the way he wanted to....
The way he obviously had me set up to do....
"Yes ... baby ... I'm coming up your pussy now ... all the way up...."
Slowly ... ever so slowly ... so agonizingly slowly he pushed his way into me ... harder and harder ... fuller and fuller ... until now ... now I could feel his prick starting to....
OHHHH....
THOSE PRONGS....
THOSE RUBBER PRONGS....
THEY WERE RUBBING AGAINST THE INSIDE WALLS OF MY TENDER PUSSY....
OHHH....
THE SHEER THRILL OF THE WAY THAT FELT....
I CANT BEGIN TO TELL YOU....
I JUST CAN'T....
IT WAS ALL TO MUCH....
I SWEAR....
I THOUGHT HE WAS KILLING ME....
I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO DIE....
RIGHT THEN....
RIGHT THERE....
THAT'S HOW GOOD IT WAS....
Over and over now, he started to push that rubber-wrapped dick into me ... well aware ... oh, he was so well aware of how good it must be feeling....
And those rubber prongs....
Jesus ... never in my life had I felt anything like that before....
Never....
And I was going to feel it again ... deeper ... Oh, shit, each time he went deeper I really thought I was going to lose it....
How much he was giving me....
How much prick he was giving me ... It was incredible....
"Ohhhh ... please ... more ... more ... fuck me harder ... don't stop...."
He was fucking the shit out of me ... and my legs were arranged in such a way that I was loving it....
Just loving it....
I could lock my heels behind his back and take all that he had to give me ... Alt of it....
And still, I was getting more of it....
And loving it....
Loving the way it felt....
Loving the way it went in me....
He brought his body down to mine ... close ... so that I could see his face....
He wanted me to see his face.
"Yes ... baby ... baby baby ... yes ... I'm fucking you ... fucking you deep ... like you deserve...."
Wasn't he!
He was giving it to me good ... Really good....
And I was taking it just the way he wanted....
I was trying to be so good for him....
I was happy now he'd tied me with my legs bent....
I was very happy about that....
Because that's how I wanted to be for him....
It was so good....
So hot and so good....
I wanted to be fucked to death! That more than anything else ... To be fucked to death! What a delicious thought! "Unnnhhh...."
He knew he was getting to me ... A little more....
Just a little more would get me off ... Deeper ... Ohhh....
And then, suddenly, without warning ... he pulled it out! Oh, God! No! Don't do that! Don't take it out like that! You'll drive me crazy ... Stark raving crazy ... No ... Please....
But it was no use!
He knew what he was doing.
He knew exactly what he was doing, and there was no use in my even trying to influence him or change his mind.
He was intending to do it just the way he wanted to....
And that meant teasing me and torturing me. I couldn't get over the way he was making me move....
The way he was making me beg for it....
He stared into my eyes, with that incredible smile of his, staring right down at me, between my forcefully spread legs ... looking at me.
"What, baby," he said, softly....
"Ohhh...."
"You have to tell me ... come on ... tell me what's on your mind...."
What's on my mind? What was he, kidding or something?
He knew what was on my mind....
The same thing that was on my pussy ... just resting there, on top of the lips, needing it ... begging for it, wanting it to happen....
"Ohhhh.. you know.
"What...."
Now, by slowly moving his hips back and forth he was able to make me take it ... just to the brink ... just to where my clitty was jiggling with delight ... just to where I was going crazy with it ... just crazy....
God, I didn't know what I was going to do ... I really didn't....
All that I knew for sure was that I wanted it and needed it and wo ul dhave done anything in the world for it....
Just to have him inside of me....
He'd turned me, all right....
Turned me into a first class whore, begging for his cock ... but I didn't care....
I would have fucked him in Carnegie Hall, right there no stage if I could have him....
He'd disciplined me through tit torture and I was grateful for the lessons....
Oh so grateful....
And I would do anything for him ... just anything....
So even now, as he raised himself up, I knew that anything meant sucking his cock some more. Come on ... Give it to me.
Let me feel that thing in my mouth. Come on!
Now, he slid up and took hold of my ears!
He was holding them tight ... even though he knew how humiliating that was....
And started to rock and roll himself right into me....
God, he was such a cad!
He knew so well the ways of a woman.
Now, my tits were standing of of their own accord ... and the nipples ... those tender nipples that he'd so disciplined, were all but ready to explode....
And didn't he know it!
I guess that's why he took his prick, after making me suck it for a good five minutes, until it was nice and wet with my juices, and started to open the little pee-hole with his fingers....
My God!
How wide it gets when you know how to do it! And now....
Now, he was taking my left nipple and.. JESUS!
HE'S FORCING IT INTO HIS COCK ... HE'S GOING TO MAKE IT GET INSIDE HIS PEE-HOLE....
OOHHH ... A A A AAAHHH.. OOOOOHH.. THA TS ... INCRED-IBLE ... THAT'S SO GOOD ... SO GOOD ... SO FUCKING GOOD....
"Yeah, baby ... yeah ... you're inside my prick ... you're up inside of it ... and you love it ... don't you ... you just love it...."
"Ohhhh ... God ... God ... yes ... yes ... ohhhh.
"That's right ... tell me you love it ... tell me you really love it...."
"I LOVE IT ... I LOVE IT ... GOD I LOVE IT...."
I was moving my head from side to side, unable to control myself.
I was pulling against all the ropes....
My nipples was being sucked by the inside of his cock....
Never ... in my wildest, wildest fantasies did I ever think that something like this could ever happen ... I was going crazy with it ... Just crazy....
And wishing that he would get me off ... that he would allow me to get off....
That's what I needed and that's what I wanted more than anything else in the world ... To feel it getting off....
To feel my pussy soaking and dripping with cum....
Mine and his....
Finally, he took my nipple out of his cock and went back to fucking me ... Hard....
He shoved it in very hard and very deep, allowing me to feel the joy of his prick inside of me....
"OHHHH ... THANK YOU ... THANK YOU SO MUCH ... THAT'S SO INCREDIBLE. . OHHH ... THANK YOU ... THANK YOU...."
I was practically delirious....
I couldn't get over how he was finally giving it to me....
Right where I wanted it....
Right in my hot pussy!
Faster and faster he fucked now, as even he could no longer take it....
Even he had to come ... He just had to....
It was altogether too much for him to bear....
The very thought of his coming like this ... of coming inside of me was getting to the both of us....
"I'm going to ... ohhh ... unnnhhh ... I'm going to come ... I'm going to...."
"Yes ... come on ... come on ... ohhhh Mack ... fuck me ... fuck me and come in me ... come on...."
"OHHHHH.. SHIT ... I'M COMING.. I'M COMING...."
"YES.. DARLING ... FUCK ME. OHHHHH...."
And now, he was shooting his load deep up inside of me ... making me all hot and wet ... and letting it all come out of me....
I couldn't get over it....
I really couldn't....
It was too much for me to bear....
Just too much....
And now....
Now he was starting to really smile and look at me ... just as his cock turned into a heat pump ... Jesus, what that felt like ... Finally!
To have him shooting up inside of me like that ... to have him emptying his cock into me ... giving me dose after dose of his hot, thick come....
This was heaven....
Even if he had abused me and even if my tits were completely tied up. So what ... It didn't matter ... Nothing mattered....
All that counted was that the inside of my cunny was coated with its favorite cream ... the kind that came from balls....
And I was happy!
I was happier than I'd been in a long time....
I don't know when I'd come so much ... it was like no other coming in the world!
Now, he stayed on top of me for a long time, letting himself rest and take me all in....
He was kissing my face gently, something that I wouldn't expect from big Mr. Macho....
But sometimes that happens to the big guys, after they've come....
They become pussycats....
And that was nice to see....
Nice to see and nice to feel.
Finally, he began talking....
"How do you feel now," he said to me, his cock still buried nicely inside my pussy, where it was supposed to be ... where it belonged ... where I wanted it....
"I feel ... fabulous...." I said.
"Good ... how would you like something to eat.
Food!
I hadn't thought about it since I'd arrived here, but now that he mentioned it, I was starving!
"Yes ... I'd like that very much ... really ... very, very much...."
"Good ... because that's what I'm going to give you ... some good hot food...."
He slipped himself out of me and returned with a tray of food.
He put the tray on my chest, using my tits as a pillow and started to cut up a piece of meat.
I loved this ltitle way of his of paying so much good attention to me.
Very thoughtful.
Very thoughtful indeedc.
And now ... after making sure it was all just right, he speared a piece with the fork, put a hand under my chin and started to feed me.
Like I was a little baby!
Just like I was a little bitty baby....
I couldn't get over it....
I really couldn't....
He was driving me crazy and he knew it. I was reduced to this total prisoner ... And he was going to keep me like that until I came....
Until I came for him ... So good....
He was really so good to me I couldn't help myself....
I loved this....
Loved the way he felt as he took care of me....
And I wanted him to know, somehow, that I would do anything for him.
"Anything?" He wanted to make sure he'd heard me correctly, as he finished dabbing my mouth.
I was such a good little girl!
I'd eaten all the food up, just the way he wanted me to....
And now, now he was getting ready to take me at my word.
He just wanted to make sure he'd heard me correctly....
"Yes...." I said, almost sad that I had.
He had me once again....
He had me and he was going to make sure that he kept me....
"I'm going to test that little promise of yours," he said, and I felt a shudder go through me.
I wasn't sorry I said it exactly ... but I wasn't happy either....
What was he going to do to me? What?
He began by removing the tray, and then stuffing pillows under my back! Well, that wasn't so bad ... I thought ... Not at first anyway....
Not until I realized that he was preparing me, thrusting pillows underneath me so he could get to my body ... get to it and force it to come forward....
While my hands were still held behind my back....
In that way, I was able to continue to feel myself secured tightly to the bed while my tits were being pushed out for me....
Pushed all the way out....
God, what a feeling....
What a feeling that was!
So good....
It was so good....
I couldn't believe it!
Now, when he was finished, the pillows were underneath me, pushing me toward him ... with my tits so mischievously sticking out ... looking at him ... begging....
They were really quite a pair.
And he knew it.
"You want me to touch them, don't you ... you want me to stroke them ... don't you ... "
"Yes...."
"You want me to make love to them ... "
"Ohhh ... yes...."
"Well, don't worry ... it's going to happen ... maybe not quite the way you thought, but it is going to happen ... you'11 see...."
What did he mean?
I couldn't figure that out.
I knew he was going to do something, but I wasn't sure what....
I couldn't quite tell what he was up to....
He was always so mischievous, it was hard to tell....
And now, trussed like this, with my back pushed forward and my tits straight out, and my lets still tied and spread, I felt like a cow ... a cow on display ... before the slaughter.
Which turned out to be an apt description.
For now....
Now, 1 was waiting quite eagerly for him to do something ... God ... Something! I was on fire again ... Really....
And needed it so badly.
That's when he got up and went to the door of this strange room.
He smiled and then opened it.
And then....
Oh my living God!
There was a woman behind there!
A tall, blonde woman with ravishing hair and a leather and rubber costume on, the sight of which alone made my pussy cream.
And she was coming toward me.
And she had a little riding crop in her hand!
She looked at me and licked her lips.
She was going to do a number all right!
And I was her little plaything!
I was her girl toy!
I couldn't believe this!
He was going to watch!
Oh ... my....
Oh my oh my oh my!
CHAPTER SEVEN
I thought I'd figured all the angles. I had no idea this was going to happen!
Imagine how I felt when I saw her there ... saw her with her clothes on, that hot outfit, and that really mean and lustful look on her face, and that stare, the way she was looking at my pussy, all stretched wide for her.
I couldn't close my legs, even if I wanted to ... because of the way she was staring at me....
She was almost hynotic. I couldn't take my eyes off her. Or that riding crop she was now tapping into her palm ... Slowly ... Deliberately ... Evenly....
Letting the rhythm carry her ... Letting it carry her and make her feel all powerful ... Which she was.
She was simply gorgeous ... there was no getting around that....
And she had the kind of bedroom come hither look that most guys would kill to see.
I wondered, in a flash, if she ever dominated Mack.
And then I realized that she must have ... She must have dominated him. She was going to do the same to me. And now, I was going to be made to perform before an audience. That much was obvious.
I was going to be made to take it in front of ... Mack!
He'd orchestrated this whole thing. He'd made it a possibility. And now I was going to have to pay. All over again!
I could feel the vague aching start in my tits.
It was no accident that I was propped up this way.
He put me here so my tits ... my naked tits would dominated her view ... and become the object of her punishment....
And that was good....
That was very good, as far as I was concerned ... I think....
I knew she would hurt me, but that was a chance I would have to take ... A chance....
That's all it was going to be ... And now....
Now, I held my breath ... I didn't say a word. I waited.
Mack came over to me and put a hand on my shoulder.
"Just relax ... she's the best ... Vera is the best there is ... and I'm giving you to her as a reward ... to you!"
He really believed that....
That's what I found so endearing about him.
He believed his own shit so thoroughly.
And now I was going to be made to take it....
To take all that he had to offer ... and to put on an exhibit for him.
He pulled up a chair and sat not five feet from me, off to my right side.
If he wanted to, he could stick his hand out and stroke my face. He was that close!
And that's what I really couldn't get over.
He was actually going to witness my beating....
Yes....
I knew it now.
That was her sole purpose.
To abuse me and to make me come, under another woman's sexual tutelage.
The idea alone stimulated me beyond thought, and I liked that ... I liked it a lot....
But now....
Now, I was also terrified.
What if she didn't know what she was doing?
What if she....
What if she were going to punish me and got carried away?
What if she went too far?
I could trust Mack ... but could I trust an Amazon lesbian?
And did I have any say in the matter?
That was probably worse than not being able to trust her....
Not being able to have a choice....
So I lay there, totally splayed open, and exposed ... waiting to see exactly what they were going to do next....
And it didn't take long....
It didn't take long at all....
Now, I was ready....
I was ready for whatever it was they intended to do with me....
I held my breath and got myself all hot and bothered by the way she slithered up onto me, straddling my chest with her gorgeous, stockinged legs ... stockings that were held up by a garter belt ... yes....
I liked that....
Liked it a lot....
And now, I could smell her perfume.
I could smell it coming at me, getting into my nostrils ... intoxicating me with her sensuality....
She was so beautiful ... her face was flawless ... just beautiful and flawless ... and I knew then that I wanted her to take me....
She began by stroking the side of my face.
"You're so lovely, dear," she said.
I didn't say anything back. I was too frightened.
"You know I'm going to beat you, don't you...."
"Yes...."
"You know that I'm going to be much worse on you than Mack ... he's a pussycat compared to me."
My eyes widened in fright.
"But don't be afraid ... you'll come to love it ... you'll see ... you'll come to depend on it ... I'm going to christen you officially as our love slave...."
I swallowed.
I couldn't believe what I was hearing.
She was going to do it to me.
And I was stuck....
I had to go along....
There was nothing else I could do.
Stuck!
And now, she took that leather riding crop and let the flat end come down my face ... smoothly ... lightly....
I could feel the cold strength of it as it tumbled down my cheek.
"You like this, don't you ... you like the feel of leather on your skin...."
"Ohhhh...."
"I'm waiting ... for an answer ... and I don't like to be kept waiting ... "
"Yes ... ohhh ... yes...." She smiled.
She was really enjoying what she was doing to me. Now, she let the crop gently go down my face, to my neck, until it came to my tits ... My lovely, big hot tits!
"You have such beauties ... but they need to be disciplined...." Oh God!
"And I'm going to have to do it ... I'm going to have to discipline your tits ... you understand, don't you ... it's something that has to be done...."
God!!
She was driving me crazy!
This taunting was worse than anything! I couldn't believe how she was driving me crazy ... Over and over again she let that thing slide on my tit....
All over and then underneath them, until I really didn't think I was going to be able to take much more....
I mean, I knew what was coming ... Oh, I knew it all right....
And there wasn't a damn thing I could do about it ... Not a thing ... Except take it ... Take it all ... Take it deep....
And God, she was getting me hot ... Just that light, under and over touch, while she sat on me was driving me crazy....
"You like being the victim, don't you," she said. Uh-oh. Now I was going to get it. "Yes...."
"You love being tied up and paid so much attention to ... don't you, baby ... "
"Yes...."
And it was true. I did like it.
And I hoped it would never end!
It was the perfect fantasy come true.
To have a gorgeous hunk and his dominatrix partner work you over.
I bet if any of you had the chance you'd jump at it, wouldn't you....
Come on....
Wouldn't you?
You bet you would....
You really love this kind of stuff....
The way a gorgeous young girl like me is taken and abused ... sexually....
It gets you off....
Just like it gets me off....
And it did!
It got me off so good ... I couldn't believe it. They were driving me crazy with it ... And I didn't think I was going to be able to take much more of it ... Without spending....
Spending so wonderfully, under the careful disciplinary action of Vera, dominatrix extraordinaire ... And that's what she was. An expert.
I could tell, as soon as she started to bounce that riding crop off my tits ... Slowly ... So slowly ... So lovingly ... I couldn't believe it....
She began by using a sharp, jabbing stroke, coming up quickly with her wrist so that the flat part of the crop hit me smack on the bottom of my tits....
So good....
So incredibly good....
And she knew it....
That's why she was smiling....
Because she knew it....
And she was loving it ... loving the way she was doing it to me ... Just like the perfect lesbian lover ... Yes ... Lesbian.
I couldn't get that out of my mind.
I hadn't been asked, and I certainly didn't volunteer to do it with another woman....
But that's what I was being forced to do....
My ... oh my ... oh my ... oohh! Oooooh! Ooohhh! Not there ... Not there ... please....
But right there was where she decided to concentrate.
Right there on my nipples! My poor, sore nipples!
She was really hitting them hard, pounding them ... letting them take it so good and so firm....
And now at last I realized that she was going to smack them right on the front ... right on the part that hurt the most....
And she knew it!
She knew just what she was doing.
I wouldn't be surprised if she'd watched the whole thing ... the whole thing happen, the way she was pounding me....
And that was fine....
That was okay too....
Since I was no longer in charge of any part of my body, I really didn't mind the way I was being handled....
And then....
Finally....
She began in earnest to punish my tits!
WHACK!
SMACK!
WHACK!
CRACK!
"OHHHHH...."
She was pulling all the way back, going into a full windup, as she sat on me, and started to work the shit out of them....
Over and over she hit me, again and again, making me moan and sob with pleasure....
God, it was too much to believe....
Too much....
I was in such pain....
And forced at the same time to take it from her ... to take all that she had to give ... All of it ... WHACK!
SMACK! WHIPPPP! CRRAACCCKKK!!
"OOOWWWW . ... OOHHHH....AAAAAAAAWWWWW...."
"Yes ... you can take it ... you can take all that I have to give you ... can't you darling ... can't you. "Ohhhh...."
"Yes ... you love it ... you love it so much ... "
"OHHHH...."
"Tell me ... come on ... tell me...."
WHACK!
SMACK!
"OOHHHH ... I ... OHHHH ... IT HURTS...."
"It'll hurt a lot more if you don't tell me, and I mean right now!"
"What ... ohh ... what ... what do you want me to say...."
"That you love it...."
WHACK!
SMACK!
She was having a simply wonderful time of it ... that much was obvious....
She loved doing this to me, working me up and beating me....
She was giving me a thorough punishment, and that was really turning her on....
I was turning my head from side to side, trying somehow to vent the pain, and that's when I saw through my tears-yes, I was crying like a baby-that Mack was sitting there with his legs spread apart, holding his massive dick in his own hands.
What a sight that was!
WHACK!
"What do you think you're looking at, you little slut ... "
"Ohhh ... I...." WHACK!
"I don't want to hear your lies ... 1 really don't ... "
"I ... I...."
"Yes ... you do ... don't you ... you really do ... "
"I ... please ... no more ... no more...." My tits were on fire!
They were burning, from the nipples on down, and there was nothing I could do but take it....
Even though I was position the way it made me look, like I was thrusting my tits out for her ... it didn't matter....
It really didn't matter....
She was taking me, as if I were making a huge offering ... That's what she liked ... It turned her on ... It really turned her on....
And because it turned her on so much it couldn't help but turn me on ... The expertise of this bitch!
She knew just how to do it!
And the way she was moving on me ... her hips were going back and forth as she rode my stomach, as if she were on some kind of a bucking bronc.
I was the bronc she was bucking!
She was genuinely loving the way she wa working on me ... that much was obvious....
And so was I....
I was loving it too ... loving the way she was all over me....
And I didn't think there was anything I was going to be able to do about it ... Nothing....
There was nothing I could do except take it ... Take the force of her whipping. Take the beating ... Be a part of it....
A part of the whipping and beating she was giving me....
And now....
Now, she finally stopped ... and leaned over and gave me a big hot kiss right on my lips ... "Darling," she said, "Did you enjoy that?" How could I not have? "Yes ... I did...."
"Good ... then why aren't you thanking me...." Yes....
Why wasn't I?
It was the least I could do.
To thank her....
"OHHHH.. THANK YOU.. THANK YOU FOR PUNISHING ME ... THANK YOU...."
"Yes ... I know ... and now I'm going to do your pussy...."
Her words rang in my ears.
No!
Not that.
Don't do that to me.
I tried to close my legs, automatically pulling my thighs to come together, but they wouldn't....
Or they couldn't....
It was so hard to tell.
But those ropes!
Those nasty ropes..
They kept me well in line....
There was no question about that....
They kept me just the way they wanted me....
And I wasn't going to be able to move out of that....
I was still pushed up from my back, with may tits thrust out, my hands tied spread-eagled, and my thigs, forcibly extended and spread, as my legs came wide apart and bent at the knees....
Ropes....
Ropes everywhere!
Making sure I was in just the position she wanted me....
And I was ... I was....
And there was nothing I could do except wait for the worst.
"What ... are you going to do to me?"
She smiled and put a hand lightly under my helpless chin.
"I'm going to whip your pussy ... with my riding crop...." God....
I winced at the very thought.
Was there nothing that was going to prevent this?
I looked over at Mack.
Mistake!
Vera gave me a firm slap, right across my face.
"NO! I SAID YOU COULDN'T LOOK THAT WAY...."
So now I had to stare at her....
I had to stare at her as she worked me over ... to within an inch of myself....
"OHHHHH...."
"Yes ... baby ... yes...." , She was ready.
Slowly, she let that riding crop drag down between my thighs ... lightly tapping the delicate pink flesh of their insides.
And then she began.
WHACK!
SMACK!
CRACK!
"OOHHHH...."
Each time she hit me, she made my entire body jump....
She was working between my thighs, quite definitely ... letting me feel it as she did so.
She wanted to make sure that I could feel her hitting so good....
Just the way she liked it!
"How does it feel, darling...."
"Ohhhh ... it hurts ... it hurts...."
"Good ... that's just what I wanted...."
And now, she continued to work them, going a little higher each time....
Until now, she was at my gaping pussy.
She grabbed me behind my head, taking a handful of hair.
"I'm going to give it to you good ... really good ... "
"Ohhhh...."
"That's right ... right on your pussy, do you understand ... "
"Yyyyyessss...."
I was so frightened ... so terrified ... how could she do this to me ... how?
I wasn't sure why she would want to....
But she was on her knees, between my spread legs, still holding me by the back of my hair, as she studied my pussy.
My tits were supplicating before her, all marked with lashstrokes....
And I knew I was going to get it....
Going to get it good....
"This is it, baby ... get ready...."
"God ... please ... not there ... please.
She grinnned.
She loved to make me beg.
And then she raised the crop, slowly, so I would know how long it was going to be, and then she looked at my eyes ... as if to try to make me guess.
"Now!" she said suddenly, and let the thing fly.
And it flew!
Right into my pussy!
Right onto the tender lips....
Those hot tender lips of passion....
They wren't made for such treatment.
They didn't deserve it!
But they were going to get it!
And how!
NOW!
CHAPTER EIGHT
WHACK!
AND WHACK!
AND WHACK WHACK WHACK!!!
It was like she was drunk with her own power ... with the incredible power of her lust!
And I was, unfortunately, on the other side of that crop!
Let me tell you, there is nothing worse than having your pussy punished ... Nothing.
Forget the stories they tell ... there's nothing quite like it.
And I ought to know....
Because I was really getting it now....
And it hurt so mucht that I had to cry out in pain ... to just cry out with it, no matter what the consequences.
Vera picked up on my dilemna all at once.
She leaned over and grabbed my jaw, this time very hard in her fingers, and squeezed ... so hard that she made my lips come out and pucker.
"I don't want to hear a sound from you," she hissed between her lips. "If I do, I'll hit you twice as hard, do you understand?"
I shook my head, quickly, up and down.
I understood, I understood....
There was no way I was going to do any thing that she didn't want....
No matter how much it hurt.
My only question now was whether or not I was gonig to be my own best friend or my own worst enemy.
That was the big one....
The big question....
Was I going to punish myself by crying out, and thus give her the excuse to bloody my privates more ... or was I going to be able to somehow endure this excruciating torture....
"Now, we'll see how well you can obey orders...."
And with that she reared back and begana a series of cross-strokes on my pussy, aiming perfectly, so that the crop came right on my hot cunny lips ... the lips that were swollen and burning ... and then she waited, to make sure I didn't make a sound....
She stared at my face, with a stern look on hers ... challenging me to make a single sound....
I didn't!
I held my breath and turned my head and bit my lip and did whatever I had to do, but I didn't make a sound....
Not a one!
I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction.
She was going to beat me, I coudldn't help that, but she wasn't going to have my cooperation ... I can assure you....
She wasn't....
And now....
Now, I was going to comply with her wishes....
I was going to stare right back at her and take it, no matter how much she was giving me....
"Yes ... you're a good girl," she said, as she administered her final blows.
She was convinced that I wasn't going to take anymore with cries....
That I was a good sex slave for her....
A good slave!
She turned to Mack, excitedly.
"Can I fuck her? Oh, can I, Mack ... she's so hot...."
He smiled and shook his head slowly up and down. I couldn't believe this! He was going to let her do it to me ... He was giving her carte blanche to fuck me! In front of him. The cad!
The unspeakable cad!
And I'd never so much as seen another cunny up close!
Well, that much was still true.
I wasn't going to get to see hers either.
I can tell you that.
I wasn't going to get to see it at all ... I knew that now....
Because as she slithered off of me, her panties, thos black silky jobs were covering her magaic spot. And I did want to see it. Oh yes, I really did. I thought it had to be a real beauty. It just had to.
But she was going to keep that from me ... by slipping on a harness that was made of black leather, filled with all kinds of buckles and belts.
"Now ... I'm going to fuck you like you should be fucked ... a beauty like you...."
She sent shivers up my spine talking like that.
Like I should be fucked!
She was going to give it to me but good. With that thick diido she was showing off. It was a thick one all right ... And black!
And whoever made it could improve on Michelangelo....
I mean it was exact!
Right down to every ridge and ripple!
Now, she was wearing it and it looked like she was a guy with a cock attached and coming through his underwear....
What can I say?
I was thoroughly charmed by it ... And wanted it.
And needed it to come inside me ... She scrunched her self back up, this time sitting on my tits!
"Mmmmm ... nice seat," she said, and then she began to work me over but good.
She used it like a weapon, holding it at the base so she could slap me in the face!
It was like getting slapped in the face with a hard tube of rubber!
Not like it, that was it ... exactly....
And it hurt.
"Yes, you little bitch ... take it ... take it good ... take it really good ... that's it ... that's right...."
She was taking it all right ... taking it hot and good ... just the way she wanted....
And I knew it....
I knew she was going to give it to me really good....
I just knew it ... And now....
Now, she was slowly lowering it so that I could get it in my mouth....
That's what she wanted!
To put it in my mouth....
To put it in my mouth and make me suck it....
Just like the little cocksucker that Mack said I was....
I couldn't wait to get that hot cock in there....
As soon as it went in I started to suck it....
To suck it really good and hard ... to show her how much I loved the way I was getting "The treatment" from her.
"Yes ... baby ... baby's a good little cocksucker isn't she ... that's right ... that's it ... keep on sucking it ... keep on ... yes ... that's it ... yes.
She was doing me like there was no tomorrow....
Like she knew I could actually get sperm from that thing....
And how I wished I could....
How I wished I could suck it until she came, and feel her pussy juices coming right out of it....
Wow....
That thought really turned me on ... And made me suck all that harder!
"Mmmmmffff...."
"Good girl ... gobble it up like a good little girl ... that's right ... that's so right, baby...."
She was playing with me as if I were a little baby ... being seduced by an older man. It was obvious from the way she was talking ... and moving about....
And what can I say?
It was working....
It was working just the way she wanted ... every little nuance was going her way!
I sucked on it just as she wished, using my lips and my tongue, trying to make her spend....
But I couldn't....
No matter how hard I tried....
And then, when I knew that I wasn't going to be able to keep sucking her ... when my saliva was running down my own chin, in droves, she started to stroke my face.
"Now, baby ... I'm going to fuck you ... I'm going to fuck you so good ... so hot and good...."
And she meant it....
I could see that now....
She meant to give it to me, right between my legs....
Slowly she went down ... all the way down, until her sure fingers were spreading my pussy ... spreading it with her deft manipulations....
"Ohhhhh...."
I couldn't help it.
It felt even better, after having been beaten by her! Now, she was showing me her other side ... her tender side ... And I was grateful ... Oh, so grateful....
I was willing to do anything for her ... Anything at all....
Just so long as she kept that up ... just so long as she kept on caressing me like that.
Again, she was studying my face.
Now, her voice was soft and sweet....
"Do you like it? Do you, baby?"
"Unnnhhh. ... oohhhh ... yes ... yes ... yes ... you know ... I do...."
"Good ... good ... I want you to like it ... I want you to love it ... so good...."
"Yes...."
And now....
Now she was beginning to work her fingers right inside of me ... right in, and all the way up....
God, she had hot hands ... she really knew how to work them, too....
In a couple of moments she had me moaning and groaning with it ... filled with a certain kind of lust that was impossible to shake.
I didn't think I was going to be able to take much of this....
In fact, I knew I couldn't.
Which was why I started begging her ... Of my own accord ... to fuck me! "Please ... Vera ... you're driving me crazy ... I have to have it ... please ... do it ... "
"What ... "
"You know ... "
"This?"
"Yes ... no ... ohhh ... God ... no ... fuck me ... fuck me hard ... please ... fuck me ... "
"Yes ... baby ... I'll fuck you ... I'll fuck you so good...."
And with that she started to work my pussy even harder ... frigging me with all the skills of an expert....
I wanted to look over at Mack, to see him watching me, but again, she wouldn't let me ... although this time she moved me quite easily ... quite easily and smoothly so that I could have no pain....
"No. .darling ... keep your eyes on me ... keep them on me ... all the while ... that's right ... all the while...."
"God ... you're incredible ... really ... you are...." She giggled. "Yes..I know...."
And then she slowly drew her wet fingers out of herself and started to push them into my face ... holding my face like that with one hand while with the other she went for my cunny....
Hard....
So hard and deep....
She went for it so hard and deep ... she was driving me crazy with it! And she knew it. God, she knew it!
And that was part of the fun of it, I was sure ... The way she was working that hot cock into my cunny was enough to drive me out of my mind ... Really....
Quite literally out of it ... And she started to work it in slowly ... ever so slowly....
Until finally, it was all the way up me! Then she leaned over and put her face into mine. "How does that feel, darling?"
"Wonderful," I moaned. And I meant it! It really did feel so good ... I couldn't get over the way it felt inside my cunny....
So big ... and hard....
Much bigger than Mack's cock, and his was a real big one to begin one.
Or should I say one that was big and real!
I wasn't sure which was better....
His real one or her artificial one....
Well, I told myself through my sexual haze, why quibble....
They were both wonderful....
And I was having the pleasure of both of them this day....
And I was going to make the most of it ... I looked down, because Vera was staring between my legs ... And I was loving the way that looked. Really loving it....
In and out ... in and out it plowed, right through my sore skin....
Until I thought I was going to go crazy with the pleasure of it....
Until I thought I wasn't going to be able to take much more of it....
I really wasn't....
It was too thick and too deep....
And every time she pushed it up in me I moaned and sobbed some more ... even louder than the time before!
OHHHH!
She was going out of her mind fucking me! I could tell, by the heavy breathing she was doing, and the sweat that appeared on her face. Yeah, baby, do it to me ... do it to me good ... And now....
Now, she was letting her hands slide up my wet stomach ... What was she going to do to me ... What ... OHHHHH! I couldn't believe it....
I just couldn't believe how good it was feeling ... And then, she took my nipples in her fingers ... My hard, throbbing nipples in her eager fingers, and began to squeeze them. Hard ... Harder....
Ohhh God ... she was twisting them and pulling them and I thought I was going to go out of my mind with it....
I really did!
"WHAT ... WHAT ARE YOU DOING ... TO ME ... "
"Fucking you...."
Her responses were warm and steady, and she knew that she was, once again, totally in control..
"It feels ... so good ... so good...."
"Yes ... baby ... I'm going to make you come ... I'm going to make you come so good...."
Now, she increased the action of her moves, working her hips like a calypso singer, as she whirled them around, screwing me up really good and tight....
Each time she pushed that thing into me, I could feel it going deeper and deeper inside....
Making me moan and sob with pleasure.
She was an expert, there was no question....
And then, she pulled it right out of me ... right out of my cunny....
"OHHHH...."
"What ... what do you want ... "
"Put it back in ... ohhh ... God ... put it back in for me ... "
"Where ... "
"In my pussy ... "
"Are you a slut?" She was amazing!
Where did she get that self-control from? "Are you?"
"Yes ... yes ... ohhh yes ... I'm a slut ... I'm a slut...."
"That's right ... you're a slut ... you're a slut and you know it...."
"Oohhhh ... yes ... I'm a slut ... I'm a worthless slut ... I'm just no good...."
I would have said anything she wanted ... I would have humbled myself in any and every way ... just to get more of that cock....
Just to get a little more of it....
And now she was pushing it in deeper ... as deep as she could get it ... slowly ... agonizingly slowly....
"Like that? Is that the way you want it?"
"Yes ... ohhhh ... yes ... like that ... just like that ... thank you ... thank you for fucking me...."
I was once again being made into a begging animal ... humbled by her expert sexual powers....
And there seemed to be no end to it....
No end at all....
I could feel the hard rubber of the belt part that was holding her in me ... and she moved her hips in such a way that it rubbed against my clitty!
"Ohhh ... God ... you're driving me crazy ... just crazy with it ... just so crazy with it...."
"Yes ... oohhh ... yes ... yes ... yes...."
And now ... now she was moving harder, deeper, and putting her arms around me as she did so.
She was finally breaking down!
She was going to come too!
I knew it....
I could feel it....
"OHHHHHH...."
She let out the most exquisite moan as she threw her head back, clutching me with her arms around my body..
Now I too was coming ... coming so good and warm ... coming like I'd never come before....
I was so wet and warm that I thought I was gong to faint again!
How they'd had me.
How they'd taken me and done with me what they wanted....
They were an incredible couple!
Now, finally, she was taking that thing out of me.
"I think she's had enough for now," she said to Mack.
"I think so ... come with me, Vera."
She smiled.
"Are you ready for me now?"
"Yes ... you've earned what I'm going to give you....
Didn't I know it!
She was going to have the pleasure of his prick, while I was going to have to stay tied up like this ... God....
It just wasn't fair, was it?
I don't know how long they looked at each other before they got off the bed and the chair.
But right in front of me, they kissed and caressed ... and I knew there was trouble.
They were going to do a job on me....
And they were going to do it by not even being in the same room.
How I wished they would invite me along.
But from the look in their eyes, I knew they wouldn't....
Now, Vera reached for his cock ... his hard cock, and took it out of his leather pants.
"Yes ... you have such a beauty ... such a beautiful cock...."
"Thank you," he said to her, caressing her face. "I'm going to use it on you, you know ... very hard and very deep ... "
"Ohhhh...."
Well ... I couldn't believe this little turn of events! It was quite clear that she wasn't going to be able to dominate him the way she had me. And I would have thought ... That's the whole trouble. I guess. I would have thought.
Well, if there was one thing I learned from my experiences with Vera and Mack, it was not to th ink.
Because nothing was really wrong if you didn't want it to be.
If you wanted to do something, and it felt good, then that's what you should be doing.
It was obvious to me there was no need anymore for restraints.
They'd turned me.
They'd turned me completely around. I was their slave and I wanted to be. I was willing to do anything they wanted. Believe me ... anything!
And in the months ahead, that's exacatly what I did do ... anything ... And were they grateful? Well, that's another story ... And one I'm sure I'll tell you about some day ... But now....
Now I was waiting for them to come back ... To come back and untie me. After all, I'd done my duty. And now I deserved to be free. I deserved to be able to go about my business just the way they did.
After all, even a slave needed some time off.
Then, I heard the footsteps.
And the door opening....
And the two of them came back.
On fire!
They had that look in their eye ... The both of them.
And for some reason, I knew that I wasn't about to be released just yet. They were both going to do me. At the same time! Thank you God ... Thank you so much!
