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This is another vignette, albeit a bit longer one than last time. I felt the
need to include disclaimers and such this time. (I shamelessly copied these
from elsewhere.) All comments are welcome. I was going to call this "The Chair"
but someone posted (or re-posted) a story by that name recently, so I used this
more mundane title.

This text contains material of an explicit and adult nature. If you are not of
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characters are fictional and in no way reflects
any known persons, situations or places. Any similarity to real life is purely
coincidental.

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	Tied Up II

	He wasn’t exactly sure what he had done, but she was mad at him. At least, she
seemed mad. All he really knew was that he was in big trouble. 
	She had him quickly strip. She had brought the chair out into the middle of
the bedroom. 
	"Bend over the back and grab the seat, quickly!" she ordered.
	He did so, feeling vulnerable in that position, his ass an easy target. It was
precisely what she’d intended. She brought out a small whip, a toy almost. It
was a long stick with 5 or 6 leather strands at the end. He’d felt it briefly
before and knew it stung, but wasn’t that painful.
	She hit him with it, squarely on his right butt-cheek. He tried to take the
pain without saying anything, but she had hit him harder this time than he
remembered, and a gasp left his lips.
	"You will count each one," she said. She began the blows, and he flinched each
time. 
	"One," he began, and kept up the count with the lashing. She stopped after 30,
and he could feel the heat coming off his redden ass. She touched him, running
her hand along his poor bottom, and her touch was more pain. On impulse, she
slapped each cheek quickly, once. He let out a yelp, to which her reply was a
small laugh.
	"Don’t move," she ordered him. She went to get something and when she came
back she hid it from his view. He found out soon enough. She slapped lightly at
his thighs, bidding him to spread his legs wide. Then he felt a touch of cold
lubricant on his ass hole. Then the butt plug as she pushed it in with one
stroke.
	"Unng!" he protested, but otherwise said nothing. 
	"Sit!" she said. He didn’t really want to, his ass was still on fire and it
would push the plug in more, but he did. He knew he couldn’t argue with her
when she got like this. He tried to sit gingerly, but it was no use, it was
just going to hurt.
	She made him scoot forward and then pulled his hands behind him, tying them
together at the wrists with a short piece of rope. Then she pushed him back
until his arms were trapped between his body and the chair back. She put a dog
collar around his neck, and used a piece of rope to tie it to the top of the
back of the chair, pulling his head slightly back in doing so.
	Next, she tied his ankles up on either side of the chair in back. This forced
his full weight on his butt, not giving him any leverage to relieve the pain in
his rear. Then she took a long rope and tied it to his thigh, just above the
knee, around the back of the chair to the other thigh, forcing his legs apart
wide.
	It was a strain on his legs for him to be tied like this. She seemed pleased.
She had a scarf that had a knot tied in the middle to use as a gag, but she
thought about it and decided it wasn’t enough. She got a sock out of his
drawer, rolled it around the scarf and pushed it into his mouth. He wouldn’t be
able to make much noise like that, and she seemed pleased about that, too.
	She reached down to fondle his penis, quickly making it hard. Then she wrapped
a velcro cock-ring around it. He hadn’t seen it before, and he wondered when
she had gotten it. He’d be hard the whole time now, however long she was going
to leave him here. She ended by putting a blindfold over his eyes.
	"I’ll have to get some ear plugs for next time," she said as she bent down to
kiss his cheek before leaving him.
	He felt as if he had been there an hour or more. It gave him time to reflect
on what he had done. He finally figured out what he had done wrong to cause her
to get so angry. He swore he would apologize profusely as soon as she took the
gag out of his mouth. His butt hurt the whole time his sat there. At least she
didn’t use the nipple clamps like last time.
   He heard her approach and touch his still hard cock. She removed his gag.
  "Mistress, I’m sorry –" he started, but she cut him off.
   "Too late for that. This should teach you for next time, though."
   "Yes, Mistress." What could he say? 
   She rubbed his hard on a bit. "What would you like?" she asked.
   He was unsure how to reply. He wanted her to make him cum but wasn’t sure he
could ask for that. However, she was rubbing his cock.
   "What would you like?" she asked again, after his hesitation.
   "I, I would like to cum, Mistress," he answered in a whisper.
   "And so you shall, but it will cost you, do you understand?" 
	What could she do that was worse that what he now endured? Probably a lot, he
realized. Still, he didn’t want to argue with her, and she did like sucking him
off, regardless of her dominance of him.
   "Yes, Mistress, what ever you want." It was superfluous to say, given that
she could do anything she wanted without his permission right now, but he was
trying to please her.
    She loosened the rope holding his head back and he rolled his neck around
to get the kinks out. Then he felt pain as a clamp bit into his right nipple.
He tried not to cry out, knowing the left nipple was next, but he was
unsuccessful. They were tighter than last time, he thought. She pulled on the
chain and the nipples followed. She pushed lightly at the back of his head
until he rested his chin on his chest. Then she put the chain to his mouth.
   "Hold this and don’t let go," she told him. What could he do? He took the
chain in his teeth. It was loose and didn’t put any more strain on his aching
nipples.    Then he felt her slowly tightening the rope attached to his collar,
pulling his head back in to the position it had been in, painfully stretching
his nipples.
   "Aaaugh!" he let out, between clenched teeth, but he didn’t let the chain
go. 
   Then she was before him, her mouth on his cock. He felt her bobbing up and
down on it, licking the length of it, sucking at the tip. With all the
stimulation he was feeling, he came in no time, moaning through his teeth. 
   She stood to kiss his lips, allowing him to drop the chain. Then she kissed
him deeply, swirling her tongue around his, depositing his own cum in his
mouth. The kiss went on and on, and he had no choice but to swallow. 
   She finally stopped the kiss and left him briefly. Then he felt the gag at
his mouth again, and he opened his lips to accept it. 
   "I know you’re sorry, but I want you to think about what you did some more.
Then, when I come back, you can pleasure me. Maybe then you’ll be forgiven."
	He tried to say "Yes, Mistress" through the gag, but only a muffled
"mmmfffmmp" came out.

Copyright 1998


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