From sd@magenta.com Sat Mar 29 11:30:22 1997 Path: news1.infoave.net!news-out.internetmci.com!newsfeed.internetmci.com!demos!Gamma.RU!srcc!hermes.sovam.com!sovam!cam-news-hub1.bbnplanet.com!news.bbnplanet.com!panix!news.panix.com!panix.com!eli!not-for-mail From: "Steven S. Davis" <sd@magenta.com> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Subject: "Duet" (?/f, NC, torture) Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Date: 29 Mar 1997 16:30:22 GMT Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Lines: 98 Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> Message-ID: <405eli9703291130@qz.little-neck.ny.us> NNTP-Posting-Host: panix.com X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/Year97/405> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> Xref: news1.infoave.net alt.sex.stories.moderated:315 alt.sex.stories:176349 Duet by SD You long ago lost track of how long you have been confined, and time has long since lost all meaning to you. At any time, anything can happen, and you can neither anticipate nor influence what occurs. Were you not blindfolded you would see that the stool on which you were placed was between two posts. You are naked, but for the leather on your wrists and elbows and knees and ankles, and over your eyes and your mouth. After another eternity, hands pull you to your feet. You feel a tugging on the outside of your ankle cuffs, then the link holding your ankles together is removed, as is the one at your knees, and then you feel your feet being pulled apart. When the force stops, you test the restraints, but as you do so you know it is a futile effort, that you have no more control over the placement of your feet than you do over any other detail of your existence. In the uncounted days of your captivity it has become clear that all that is permitted to you is to receive whatever pain or pleasure your possessors have decided that you should experience. You feel hands at your wrists, and soon your wrists are moving upwards, and now you are standing spreadeagled. You remain so for another eternity, during which you can hear activity all around you, but nothing that gives you any clue as to what is to come. The blindfold is removed, and you see a woman naked in front of you, her hands in leather cuffs hanging above her head, her legs spread apart by spreader bars, her toes brushing the stone floor. She looks very familiar. In fact, were it not for the fact that her hair barely reaches her shoulders, while your's now reaches your knees, she could easily be mistaken for you. She's within a circle of bright light, surrounded by darkness. From that darkness a whip suddenly appears and strikes her left buttock, and she jumps and screams into her gag. Moments pass, and from another part of the darkess a cat reaches out, it's leather claws dragging across her bare breasts. At almost the same instant hands reach up from behind you and fingers gently glide across your breasts. The single-tail cracks across the other's thigh while fingers softly stroke yours, then cracks gunshot loud near her head while lips nibble your ear. The cat wraps round her breasts and grips them tightly before being yanked away, while warm hands gently fondle your breasts. The singletail strikes her left nipple, sending her into spasms of pain, while a finger traces gentle circles across your left nipple. The cat rips across her buttocks as hands gently squeeze yours, then the whip encirles her waist while hands slide up your hips to stroke your flanks, and as the whip is pulled suddenly away, sending the weeping woman into a spin, one hand squeezes your right breast while the other moves your hair aside to plant a series of soft kisses on the back of your neck. The cat strikes her breasts again while a hand wanders across yours, and the singletail cracks oh-so-close to her labia as a hand wanders down your belly. You both know what's coming before the the whip strokes her pussy concurrently with the finger sliding into your vagina, and while first one, then several, fingers work on your pussy, the many fingers of the cat work on hers as you both involuntarily audibilize into your gags. Now the cords holding your ankles loosen, and you feel a strong grip on your thighs and feel yourself being lifted, and then lowered onto a dildo mounted on a pole between your legs. The dildo isn't lubricated, but you are, and it takes little force for it to begin to work it's way within you. As it gets deep inside you, the motion of your body becomes more varied, as you are moved up and down on the erect intruder, and sometimes turned slowly from side to side. You hear the crack of the whip across the back of the other woman, each long stroke of your vagina along your rubber guest being punctuated with the sharp crack of the whip while each of you squeal and moan and the cameras recording the scene show two flushed and twisted faces reacting to the quickening pace as the rubber thrusts into you - and the leather bites into her - harder and faster, and she screams, the sound loud and clear and delicious even through her gag, and it pierces your consciousness and your scream joins hers. You come around a little later, blinking against the bright light. As you try to turn your face from it, you realize your hair has been tied to something above your head. You strain your widespread legs for a better toehold on the stone floor. As your eyes adjust, you look across a patch of darkness at a throughly striped woman in a standing spreadeagle, and then you know what is to come. ************************************************************************ Steven S. Davis sd@magenta.com Homepage, vanilla: http://links.magenta.com/~sd Homepage, pistachio: http://links.magenta.com/lmnop/users/sd.html -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ <URL:http://www.netusa.net/~eli/erotica/assm/> .../assm/faq.html> /