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ruthie's Story
By LineMstr

Chapter 8

When we reached the middle of the floor of the great room, I stopped her, took
out the handcuff key and uncuffed one hand. "Take off the sweater!" I
commanded.

She gave me a wilted look... she knew NOW was the time she had been waiting
for, and the time she would dread... all at once. She reached up with both
hands, the cuffs dangling from one wrist, and slowly finished unbuttoning the
blouse, removed it, and handed it to me. It was then that I noticed that the
straps on the little short slip conveniently could be unhooked from the bodice
of the slip in front.

I recuffed her hands, this time behind her, and led her by the leash over to
one of the large "X"s fixed to the wall. I turned her toward the wall, loosened
one hand again, and put it into the leather-padded cuff dangling from the top
of one bar of the "X." I removed the cuff from the other hand, and fixed it to
the top of the other bar in a similar fashion. She was now bound, stretched,
waiting to be punished for the first time in public, and ALL mine.

We were beginning to draw a crowd around us now. Many of the club regulars had
a feeling that this was something new... they certainly knew ruthie and I
hadn't been here before, and they wanted to see what they regarded as perhaps a
first time public exhibition for a new subbie. They couldn't have been more
correct in their suppositions.

I pulled out the slip from the skirt, reached around her underneath the slip
with both hands, and cupped her breasts, toying with them, stroking them,
squeezing them, pinching the nipples. She gasped! I held them tightly for
several seconds, as I whispered in her ear, "Now I'm going to remove the skirt,
and raise up your slip. I am going to spank you soundly, and then I am going to
remove your thong, and spank you again." She hung her head, partly in pain from
my continued pinching of her nipples, and partly from the shame she knew she
would feel as I exposed and punished her naked rear.

I released her nipples, and reached for the waistband of the skirt, undid it,
unzipped the skirt, and yanked it down her legs. She stepped out of the skirt
as a sign of quiet resignation to her fate.

I left her ankles free to kick. I thought I'd enjoy seeing how she reacted, and
whether or not she tried to kick to relieve the pain I was about to inflict. I
looked at the array of instruments before me, and picked out a long, wide
double leather paddle that both hurt, and made a nice slapping sound for the
enjoyment of the others watching the show. I rolled the slip up to her waist,
and tucked it in. I rubbed the paddle over ruthie's ass, and then reached back,
waiting. She tensed up, not knowing just when to expect the first blow. I
waited... she began to relax... and that is when I struck! I slapped her right
ass cheek hard with the paddle, and I saw a sudden tensing, and a slow hissssss
escape from her lips and a look of pain hit her face like an explosion!

She grasped for the chain holding the leather cuffs, and pulled up with her
arms, moving her ankles only slightly. I waited about two seconds... just
enough time for the intensity of the pain to reach her brain with full force,
and then struck again, in exactly the same place! This time, the tensing
actually caused her to rise on her tiptoes, and an audible "OOooohhhhhhh"
escaped her lips. Again I waited for about two seconds, and hit again, in
exactly the same place again!! This time ruthie screamed, and fell backwards
from her wrists, rising to her tiptoes, and raising one foot off the floor. I
began spanking her soundly now, side to side, up and down her ass, often
striking the same place more than once in succession. She moaned, occasionally
screamed, and after about two or three minutes of near continual spanking, her
ass was glowing red and she seemed to go to a different plane of
consciousness... she was moaning more, almost in ecstasy, and screaming nearly
not at all. It was at this point that I thought I needed a change of pace.

I rubbed my hand over her ass to feel the warmth, and reached around to put my
hand in her thong to feel her pussy. "You're wet!" I whispered. "I think you
like this." She hung limply, but managed to nod noticeably.

"I'm going to remove the thong, now." I felt her shudder. She was about to be
totally naked from the waist down... in public... something she had never
experienced before, and there was nothing she could do about it now!!

I tugged at the waistband of the thong, pulling it slowly, slowly down over her
hips, her thighs, her knees, and off her ankles. When she felt the cool air of
the room hit her naked pussy, she shuddered again, and hung her head in silent
resignation once again. 

She didn't quite expect the next move. I gently kicked her right foot out and
away from her, attaching the ankle to a similar leather padded ankle strap at
one of the bottom bars of the "X," and then the other. Now she was not only
fixed, and stretched, but also spread wide! Her thighs were nearly at a
30-degree angle, and her skirt had ridden up on her thighs to the lower
cleavage of her butt. Her slip was showing underneath. She knew her pussy was
now clearly visible to the assembled crowd from between her legs from behind!!
I noticed a slight trickle of her juices running down her right leg as she
stood stretched and exposed in a very vulnerable position!

This time, I picked a narrow belt, about three feet long. I stepped back, and
swung the belt, striking her about the same place as I had the first time with
the paddle. This time she screamed loudly with the first impact. No bruising...
just a new red with a different intensity. Again, again, and again. ruthie
screamed almost constantly now, never even stopping between blows, except to
get her breath for another scream. Her asscheeks tensed with each blow, and the
juices began to run down her leg much more freely. When she once again began to
seem to fade into that secret place, I decided it was time to change the pace
once again. I stepped up and lowered the slip over her ass, reached around her,
and undid the front clasps of the shoulder straps. I slid the top of the slip
down to her waist, and tucked it in. Now her back was totally exposed to the
crowd, and her now naked breasts were mashed into the twin bars of the "X" to
which she was strapped.

Again she tensed as she waited for her back to be whipped... she knew it would
be painful, but had no idea how it would compare to the belt on her ass! I
chose a multi-tailed whip... about two feet long. It would make a lot of sound,
but wouldn't hurt so bad as the belt. I wanted her to be deceived about the
pain to catch her off guard for what was to follow.

I struck, she tensed, whimpered, and raised a bit. I struck again... and
again... and again. She acted as if it were nearly nothing compared to the belt
on her ass... so I continued, content for now to continue the deception.
Whatever she was feeling, she had to recognize that she was now naked from the
waist up, and that I wouldn't stop with this toy alone... that there would be
other positions, and she wondered if I would have her totally naked and exposed
before it was over. After I thought she was convinced enough that this was
nothing, I stopped, and undid her ankles. I undid her wrists and turned her
around to face the audience. She immediately put her hands to her breasts in an
effort to cover them. I picked up the tailed whip and struck her upper thighs
with it! "Put your hands down!! Don't EVER cover up without permission!!" She
immediately put her hands to her sides, allowing the crowd to feast on her
naked tits!

I replaced her wrists in the cuffs at the top of the "X," tied her ankles
together, and tied her knees together as well. She wasn't spread, but couldn't
move much, either. She could constantly see the crowd staring at her naked
tits, and what I was about to do to them. It seemed to double her
embarrassment, as well as her excitement. She saw me go to the table and pick
out a short, double-tailed quirt not unlike the instrument I had used on her
the previous night... but this time, she knew I was about to whip her tits in
public, and they would see her writhing, watch her face as she contorted
against the pain inflicted, and hear her scream at the same time. It was
intensely more personal than with her face against the beams of the "X." She
would not be able to keep her tits from jiggling with each blow, and with the
struggles she was sure the pain would instigate. She knew all this would serve
to excite the onlookers even more, and her embarrassment continued to rise with
each thought. Lastly, I tied her elbows to the "X" bars as well. The reason
would become apparent! I could see her face beginning to redden, and I stepped
back, ready to swing.

She saw the motion, but too late to prepare. The first slash caught her
completely by surprise. She had been watching the crowd watching her, but now
all her attention was immediately returned to her left tit, and the scalding
red mark just above the nipple... again, near the same spot. I really like that
technique... just as the pain from the first blow was reaching maximum
intensity in her brain... then another... then the right tit, and a series of
slashes very close to one another there. Then the undersides, and then the
nipples... just with the tip ends of the whip... directly on each nipple...
about six or eight each. By this time, ruthie had lost all concern about who
was watching, or what they saw. She contorted, pulled at her wrists, tried to
twist away, but the bound elbows prevented her from turning one inch! Her
nipples stiffened, and her tits swelled just a bit, as if to beg for the whip
even more. They bounced invitingly as the tiny strands of leather bit into
them, and the screams were nearly constant... begging... pleading... and then,
again, she seemed to slip away, and I stopped. She stood still, panting,
shuddering...and I undid her knees and ankles.

Before she recovered and could think about it, I replaced her ankles in the
cuffs at the bases of the "X," and picked up a penis gag from the table, and
inserted it into her mouth, buckling it firmly behind her head. Then I
whispered in her ear again.

"I think it's time you were completely naked, don't you?"

That got ruthie's attention again! She started shaking her head violently, and
muttering unintelligibly into her gag. Her struggles renewed, although not so
wildly as when her tits were being whipped. She tried in vain to close her
legs, to turn away from the gathered crowd. By now, no one else in the club was
playing... Doms and subs alike were watching... some of the Doms were fondling
their subs, but all eyes were directly on ruthie.

"I don't think you'll cooperate with me in removing your slip... I can't take
the chance of untying your legs, and I can't get it off over your spread legs,
so I guess I'll have to use these." I picked up a pair of scissors from the
table, and proceeded to slit the slip downward from where the "V" of the
neckline would be if it were covering her breasts. Before she knew it, ruthie's
pussy was staring directly at the onlookers who, by now, were cheering me on
loudly. She now nearly realized her worst fears, and nearly realized her most
intense excitement... to be totally naked in front of a room of strangers, and
being helpless to prevent them from staring directly at her most private parts!
But this was not her worst fears... her worst fears were what I would do to her
next... but she knew it didn't matter... I would do what I wanted... and she
would endure all that I could deliver! She had no choice in the matter now.

I picked up a two-foot multi-tailed whip, and started in on her ribs and
abdomen. As the intensity of the blows increased, and the intensity of the
unintelligible sounds escaping from the gag increased, I moved the target area
down to the insides of her thighs... a very tender spot, indeed! She struggled,
she tried to scream, but could not! Then I stopped, and approached her again,
and whispered in her ear.

"There is only one spot that hasn't tasted the whip tonight... and you know
where that is, don't you. Shall we really put on a show for them?"

ruthie knew where I meant, and she knew her pussy would not escape the whip, no
matter how she pleaded with her eyes. She continued to plead with her mouth,
but to no avail... she could only watch in horror as I stepped back... and
lowered the whip!

The first uppercut caught her left labia! She snapped forward in her bonds,
trying to rip the "X" out of the wall, and the second caught her as she was in
maximum forward position, standing on tiptoe, shaking her head violently, and
making all kinds of noises into her gag. The third caught her directly up her
slit, and she really went wild... her eyes opening widely, threatening to pop
out of her head! Deciding her pussy needed a rest, I delivered two rapid blows
to each tit, and returned to the pussy before the intensity of the tit slashes
reached their full intensity. She was going crazy. The pain, not knowing where
I would lash next, the pain, the pain, the pain!! I continued to concentrate on
her pussy... and soon the whip was wet, adding to its flexibility, and the
intensity of its sting on her most sensitive parts! Soon, her struggles
lessened, her noises turned to soft mewing sounds, and her eyes rolled back in
her head.

At this point, I struck the clit for the first time, and ruthie had a
monumental climax immediately. As I continued to concentrate on the clit with
each blow, it was evident to everyone that she was multi-orgasmic! Climax after
climax built within her loins, and spent themselves in a spasm of contractions
against the bonds, and the frame. ruthie was completely lost in a well of
ecstasy, and no longer cared who was watching, or what they saw! She was
magnificent, but I was not finished. She would experience many more positions
and torments, and have many more climaxes before the night was out! I ceased
the whipping and removed her from the "X." She could barely stand at first, but
soon recovered her strength. I cuffed her behind, picked up the leash, and led
her to a table and allowed her to sit while I put a glass of cold water to her
lips and let her drink. I had already picked out my next bondage apparatus.

[continued]


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