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Subject: ruthie's story, Part V (5/12) (M/f, bdsm)

Ruthie's Story, Part V
 
Ruthie began to dance nervously as the voices came closer to the corner. 
Soon they would be turning and coming toward us or going the other
way....fortunately, the card opened the door on the second try, and ruthie
skitted in the doorway just as a group of men and women were returning
from a night out on Broadway.  She was breathing heavily, and starting to
say something when I put my finger to my lips and motioned for her to keep
quiet.

The hotel room was nicely appointed...a queen sized bed with a posted
bedhead and foot as well, a desk, a large chair with arms, a desk chair
with a posted back and arms, and a low coffee table with legs in front of
a loveseat.  The windows, although now closed, looked out over 53rd
street, and faced an office building across the street.  Being night time,
only cleaning people would be there.  I had closed the curtains
purposefully before I left earlier in the evening.

I put a collar on ruthie, and uncuffed her hands.  

"Stay perfectly still, hands at your sides," I commanded.

I put a blindfold on her.  Next, I recuffed her hands to a "D" ring in the
back of her collar, and pulled out a short spreader bar I had brought in
my luggage.  I attached the spreader bar to her collar as well, and used
straps to bind her elbows to the eyehooks in the ends of the bar.  I
kissed her deeply before placing a ball gag in her mouth, buckling it
behind her head.  

"Spread your legs," I told her.

She spread them slightly, as if embarrassed.

"WIDER!!"  I almost shouted, in my most stern voice.

She spread her ankles widely, making her pussy gape obscenely.  Another
short spreader bar was used to keep her knees well apart.  

"Turn around!"

"Mmmmpphhh," she said through the gag, shaking her head as if to say she
couldn't, or didn't want to.  

A swift bite of the crop into her ass caused her to take notice that I
wasn't kidding.
"Turn around!" I repeated.

This time, she turned around slowly, waddling like a duck due to the knee
spreaders.
"Move forward till I tell you to stop."

Again, "Mmmmppphhh," and a shaking of the head.  Again, a swift bite of
the crop in exactly the same place as before.  It stung like a dozen bees
on her ass, and she swiftly waddled forward.

"Stop!" I said, when she was within a foot of the windows.  "Now, I am
going to open the curtains and show you to anyone who is looking from the
street below, or from the office building across the street.  I am going
to punish you, and let them watch.  You will stand where you are and do
what I say!  Do you understand?"

"Mmmpphh," again, this time with a dejected nodding of the head, as it
hung down in a pose of resignation as to what she had to do.

I turned off the lights in the room, and opened the curtains wide. 
Looking across the way, I could see several cleaning crews tidying up the
office building, and could see people milling about on the street
below...I knew that they couldn't see into the room, but the cleaning
crews were another matter.

"There are several cleaning people across the way.  Let's see how long it
takes to draw an audience," I said softly.  She responded by quickening
her breathing, and humping over slightly, as if a futile attempt to
partially hide her stark nakedness.  "Stand up straight and stick out your
tits!!" I said sternly, as I slapped her all with the crop once again.  
This brought an immediate reaction from ruthie, as she stood like a
British guard, her tits jutting out at maximum distance from her chest,
and her nipples hardening into twin dots.  As she stood erect, her pubis
was pushed out as well, and her clit was clearly visible from between her
widely spread pussy lips.  She realized the scene she presented, was
helpless to change it in any way.  

The shock of the nipple clips on her left tit was electrifying!!  She bent
over, only to be greeted with the crop on her ass again, and made
meaningless pleading noises through her gag as the other clip was
attached.  But it was the fish weights that really brought her to full
attention!  The tit clips were the kind that tightened in response to
increasing tension on them, so the adding of the weights to the chain
attached to the clips only increased the tightness of the bite on her
sensitive nipples.  I counted each one as I placed it....ten in all.  By
the time she received the tenth weight, she was near hysteria...and was
making noises into her gag of such an intensity that I had to add duct
tape around the ball gag to stifle her noise.  Taking off the duct tape
would have its own torment later.

"Now for the pussy clips," I teased.

"MMMMMPPPHHH!!!!"  she protested!  First one pussy lip, then the other. 
Her struggles were met with the crop on her tits this time, and she
quickly desisted.  Then the weights....first one, then two, then
three...each one being met with increased protests and different sounds
from under the gag, although more muted than before.  Tears began to well
up in her eyes and trickle down under the blindfold, but she did not move
from her spot.  Another ten weights were applied to the chain attached to
her pussy clips, each one adding its increased tension in the clips
attached to her lips.

By now, I noticed three or four shapes in the darkened windows across the
way, obviously watching what was happening.

"We have an audience," I whispered.

"MMMpppphhhh!!" again...shaking her head, and she attempted to turn away
from the windows.  The crop on her ass and tits made her reconsider.  Then
I pulled out the next instrument of instruction....a three-tailed short
quirt.

"I will begin your punishment on your breasts," I told her.  "You will
remain in your spot, and will not move away.  You may turn from the waist
up only, and react however you wish to the sting of the crop."  I lied to
her about the instrument purposefully.

The first sting of the quirt brought a reaction beyond my wildest
expectations.  As she realized the sting on her left breast, she waited a
second for the full impact, and increased the tempo and sense of urgency
of the sounds coming from beneath her gag.  She arched her back backwards,
as if offering her tits to the whip, and to the audience across the way,
then twisted from side to side as if to avoid the next blow until the pain
from the first dissipated.  It was not to be....I struck the same breast
in exactly the same place as the pain of the first blow was reaching full
intensity!

Then the right, the left, the right, the right again.  If she moved her
feet, I cropped her ass.  By now, I noticed the audience had grown to
about six.  Her motions were beautiful, and her sounds everything I
expected.  Her breathing was rapid, and a trickle of pussy juice escaped
down her leg.  As she jerked, the weights swung, increasing the bite on
her nipples and pussy.  I stopped.  I felt her gaping pussy, and she
gasped audibly, not expecting to feel my hands there.  As I stroked, I
entered her and played with her senses in a way that she must have found
satisfying.  She began to respond as a woman would to a hand playing with
her sex...obviously to the delight of the audience across the way.  I
think she had forgotten about them for a moment.

"They are enjoying the show, too," I remarked.  Then she remembered, and
tried to bend over and twist away....only to be greeted by my hand
withdrawing, and the sting of the whip on her ass again.

"Turn around!" I commanded again.

This time, it didn't take a second command.  Soon she was standing with
her back to the windows.

"Bend over!"  I whispered.

Again, resistance, knowing the view she would present to the onlookers
across the way as she bent over with her knees widely splayed.  Again, the
sting of the crop, and obedience soon followed.

I undressed, and undid her gag, along with the duct tape.

"Now, I want you to suck me off, and swallow every drop.  I will whip your
ass and pussy until I cum.  The harder you work, the shorter will be your
pain.  If you bite me, I will bind your neck to your spreader bar and whip
your pussy for five minutes."  She didn't realize the control I had over
when I came, I enjoyed being sucked off, and could stay hard and not cum
for a long, long time.

I placed my hard cock next to her mouth, and she began to work.  I started
with the quirt on her ass.  Her motions intensified.  She ran her lips up
and down the sheath, taking all of me inside her mouth.  She licked and
sucked and twirled....in a very expert manner...as I continued whipping
her ass with the quirt.  But the first splat down in to her pussy slit was
what got her working well....I continued working her pussy over with the
thongs....some placed short so the ends would just touch her vaginal
opening, and others longer, so that the tips would flay the clit itself. 
The weights swung wildly. 

By now the audience had reached about ten.

She was working furiously by now, trying everything she knew to get me to
cum.  She was twisting and wiggling her ass toward the window as the blows
continued to fall, but escaping nothing.  Finally, as she was about to
fall to the floor, I could feel the climax building in my loins, and I
spurted into her mouth as I briefly intensified the whipping.  She
swallowed every bit, nothing escaping her lips, and I stopped.

Closing the curtains, I said, "On to Act Two," and kissed her deeply
again, tasting the faint hint of salt.


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