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He tied her ankles to the
chair's legs, before he cut off her elbow-rope and retied each of
her wrists to the chair's armrests. Good, now she was completely
safe again. There was no way she could get herself out of this
position, Bob thought happily, as he started to wrench the soaking
rubber-hood off her lovely face. It took a while before Laura could
see properly, due to her visions being cut off by the hood for such
a long time. She felt stiff and sore all over, but this
bondage-position was not so bad. It was good to almost have her arms
back again. Her elbows still hurt, but she could live with that.
Finally, she saw where she was. In a dungeon of some kind. Her eyes
were now adjusted to the light and she started to explore the room.
Cuffs, gags, whips, enema-stuff and other paraphernalia were
decorating the walls along with mirrors and pulleys and other things
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The things she saw were
sending shivers up her spine, and she moaned loudly from behind her
gag. She tried to get out of the chair, but to no avail. Bob
Henderson was nowhere to be seen. So she settled down and started to
fantasize again about what he would do to her. The bondage-position
wasn't bad, but she would do anything to get rid of her gag. Her
jaws were aching a lot and her damned saliva kept drooling out of
the corners of her mouth. Finally, she heard footsteps coming down
the stairs. Laura turned her head and saw Mr. Henderson appear. She
made frantic noises from behind her gag, when she saw him. He had
changed his clothes, and the things he was wearing made her almost
pass out of excitement. His muscular and hairy upper body was only
covered with a leather harness, making his heavy biceps protrude. It
had various straps, coming out from a ring in the middle, placed to
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One wide strap went
directly down his flat stomach and disappearing inside his trousers.
He had short black rubber-gloves on his hands, making his hairy arms
look enormously sexy. His lower body was covered in tight black and
shiny rubber-breeches, designed to accentuate the giant bulge
between his legs. On his feet were shiny, black leather
riding-boots, just like the ones her father had been using. Laura
couldn't take her eyes from the bulge between his legs. God, he must
be equipped like a horse, she thought, making unintelligible noises
from behind her gagged lips. He was the most powerful man she had
ever seen, a dream come true from her bizarre fantasies. |
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You like my outfit,
bitch?" Mr. Henderson said, with a grin. "This is only one of many
master's uniforms that I possess. Well, I think it is about time
that we have a decent conversation now, so I am going to remove that
delicious gag of yours for a while. But, I have to remind you that
you will only speak when spoken to, and always answer me with master
in the end of each answer. Yes, I am your Master now, and you from
now on will be referred to as slave, slut, bitch or whatever I
prefer to call you. If you forget to answer me back with the right
answers, you will be punished. Do you understand, bitch!" Laura
nodded eagerly, she couldn't wait to get her jaws back. He was
standing so close to her, that his powerful and masculine pungent
odors could be smelled. She had never smelled or seen anything so
exciting in her whole life, and she whimpered like a bitch in heat,
when he finally removed her gag. |
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Laura had been gagged for
such a long time, that she had problems getting her jaws back again.
Her Master, Mr. Henderson, had left her ball dangling around her
neck, just as a reminder of what would happen if she didn't give him
the correct answers. He had positioned himself right in front of
her, just inches away with his rubber-clad legs spread wide so that
his bulge should look most prominently. Laura couldn't take her eyes
away from that bulge. Her Master noticed this with a grin. "You want
that cock so bad, don't you. Well, I'll give it to you later, don't
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We are going to have a little
conversation, you and me, now. But first, I guess you're thirsty
from being gagged for such a long time, so here's a glass of orange
juice to cheer you up." Laura accepted the drink eagerly, it was
delicious! "Thank you, Master!" she said, smiling, seeking her
captor's eyes. "Good girl!" her Master replied. "So, you're into
bondage, huh? Tell me why, when and how you came in touch with it."
Laura thought about it for a little while, before she replied back.
"I've always been into bondage. I guess that it is in my genes. You
see, my mother and father were having a b & d-relationship. My
mother was always very submissive towards men. My father was a big
and rough police-officer, a motorcycle-cop, always wearing breeches
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He was my mother's
master, I guess. I used to sneak up to their bedroom-door at nights,
listening to their love-making. And from the sounds, I could tell
there wasn't any usual soft love-making going on. I figured that my
mother was tied up, while my father fucked and slapped her around
quite heavily. I guess she was gagged too, from her muffled sounds.
They were very happy. Unfortunately they both were killed in a
traffic- accident some years ago. I collected all their
bondage-paraphernalia and films and magazines, sold the house and
came to live in my apartment, next to yours, Master. I don't have
any sibling, you see. |
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I never could leave my
bondage-fantasies behind. I guess my submissiveness comes from my
mother. She also taught me to wear stockings and garters. I've never
owned a pair of jeans or pantyhose. That was forbidden in our home.
I remember sneaking down to my father's den in the basement,
searching for some answers. Although I knew this was not allowed, I
had to browse his magazines and dream about being tied up by strong
male hands. He never touched me, unfortunately, although I wish he
could have done that. He always played a part in my fantasies. I
wished he could have discovered me in his forbidden den, tied me up
and punished me for it. It always gave me a heavy orgasm to think
about it, Master |
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Bob Henderson found her
story very interesting. His cock was starting to grow hard, and the
bitch kept staring at his crotch. He couldn't wait any longer. He
just had to fuck her right now. "OK, we'll continue this chat
later", he said as he stood up and unzipped his breeches. Out came
the longest and fattest cock Laura had ever seen. "Now, open your
mouth, bitch. I want you to suck on my meat" he said as he pushed
his monster-tool up to her mouth. |
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Laura was only too happy
to oblige! Finally, a real cock to suck on. She had been practicing
on dildos, but this live monster was bigger than any of hers.
Luckily, she was used to being gagged with big rubber-balls, so she
had no problems accepting his cockhead. The smell and taste of
rubber, male sweat and cock almost made her pass out of excitement.
Her cunt-juices were running freely and her nipples were straining
to break out of her bra. The cock was so long that she doubted she
could take it all the way down, but her Master just kept pushing it
down her throat, relentlessly. "That's it, slut. Open up wide now
and accept my tool!" Mr. Henderson said, as he forced himself down
her throat. Laura panicked. She couldn't breath and tried to get
away, but to no avail. Just as she was on the brink of passing out,
he withdrew a couple of inches, so she could breathe, before he
again pushed himself further down. |
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This ceremony was
repeated for a long time, until finally he withdrew completely.
Laura gasped for air, her eyes tear-stained and her mouth filled
with cock-tasting saliva. She was shivering and frightened. This was
almost too much! She kept staring at the monster-cock; glistening
and heavy, just inches from her mouth. "Well, that wasn't so bad,
was it? You suck pretty good. You actually accepted more than half
of my cock on your first try. We're going to practice a lot of this
during the next days, so that you'll learn to swallow all of it,
including my cum! But right now, I want to get a taste of your
shaved and juicy cunt. I'll just have to rearrange your bondage
first |
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The Master said, as he jammed the gag
back where it belonged! Laura hadn't had a chance to protest. This
man sure knew how to treat a woman. She was being mastered, that's
for sure..Her mind kept telling her that this was rape and awful,
but her cunt continued to leak juices, wanting that cock so bad. The
Master roped her wrists together behind her back again, and he also
applied the elbow-rope, making Laura protest wildly from behind her
gag. Bob Henderson didn't give a damn. He was going to rope this
bitch up every way he liked it, no matter, and he certainly didn't
care if she didn't want it!. He then cut the ropes holding her
ankles, and dragged her across the room to a mattress in one of the
corners. A pulley hung above it, and he secured her arms to a hook
and hoisted her up so she was standing bent forward on her heels,
with her arms way up in the air behind her. |
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The bitch. What could she do without him? He had shown her the world. He decided one night. It’s time for revenge. You see, Mike and Shanna had shared an apartment, and after the breakup Mike had moved out. They still saw each other at raves but Mike and Shanna were not together anymore, One night. Mike saw her out at the rave rolling., The beans he had taken were wearing off. He was in that place. The Horny Place. So he thought… why the hell not. Mike raced to her house.
Knowing full well Shanna’s “flight plan,” try to pick up a guy or a… girl, go home, get freaky, he decided to test his luck. “Give me back the keys!” she said. Mike gave her the copy. Would they work. Click went the key into the door, and he could almost feel the tumblers fall into place. Unexpectedly, the door opened. Mike walked into this place that used to be his home but now felt so foreign to him. “okay.” he thought “ she will be home soon. Time to get to work.” Mike moved to the bedroom and got everything in position. Then he did the same in the den. You see living in an apartment has its advantages. Mainly you have a patio balcony that corners the den and the bedroom.
Mike sat on the balcony… waiting. “This is sooooo stupid” he thought. And just as he was considering to leave… there were the headlights. From the position of the balcony Mike wasn’t 100% sure they were hers, but who else would be coming home at 7:00 in the morning. The lights were off. The vertical blinds were set. Mike’s fantasy was about to come true.
The front door opened abruptly. Mike could see this by the light from the hallway. Then suddenly darkness followed by light. His eyes took a second too adjust. There she was. The object of his passion. How could she not be his? She walked into the den. Looked at some mail on the coffee table, and then the phone rang… “Hello” she said, “no… fuck you. You had your chance, kiss my ass!!!” “At least I know I’m alone” Mike thought. Shanna made her way into the bedroom, and sat down on the bed. From the way Mike had set the curtains, he had a great view. Shanna moved around, dropping in and out of sight and then finally she sat down on the side of the bed by the window. She was wasted. She was tired. And from the looks of it, she had had a bad night, and all she wanted to do was clean up and go to bed. Shanna reached up under her short black skirt (think ally McBeal) and pulled her pantyhose down and slid them off. At this point, the only thing on her mind was relieving the alcohol and bottles of water that were left in her. She hardly noticed the figure behind the blinds.
Maybe it was the drugs. Maybe it was the adrenaline. But at this point, Mike made his move. Slowly he cracked open the sliding glass door to the den. In he crept, careful not to make a sound. From the sounds, Shanna was still on the toilet. “She never could go without running water ,” he thought. With that, Mike crept into the walk in closet. “Is this smart?” he thought. “What should I do?” And then it hit him. Quickly yet thorough Mike buried his lower half under the dirty clothes that were on the floor leaving his upper half hidden by long dresses she never wore.
The toilet went flush. A few seconds later, in she walked. She was really fed up now. “It’s a miracle she made it home.” Mike thought. Being that as it was Shanna prepared for bed, unaware of her audience. Mike gasped as she walked in. Slowly, almost purposely, Shanna reached up to her black button up top and undid each button one by one. Then slowly she peeled off the blouse revealing the black silk bra Mike had bought her.
The top fell to the floor. Shanna leaned over to follow suit. Her back to Mike, she bent over full force to pick up the blouse revealing the white cotton panties hiding at the top under her skirt. Shanna then reached behind her back. Mike heard the snap, it sounded just the same as it sounded a billion times before, but this time the sound resonated for what seemed like hours. The bra dropped. And once again, Mike was audience to the beautiful, perfect 34c’s that his ex possessed and had with pride. Shanna turned around again. This time reaching behind her. Slowly, ever so slowly she reached for the zipper on her skirt. And slowly she pulled it down revealing the cotton panties. Mike couldn’t take it. He was at the boiling point. It was then, just then… that her cell phone rang.
Shanna, walked out of the closet, out of view. Mike listened to her conversation; “No!!1 Fuck You,” she said “I don’t know who you think I am but you better get your shit together! No I am not going to fuck you. LEAVE ME ALONE!!!” With that Shanna stormed into the closet, still unaware of Mike. She removed the rest of her clothes and marched off to the shower.
From the closet, Mike could hear the shower fire up. He heard the water change as the sound hit her body. “Now it’s time he thought. Mike carefully crept out of this clandestine fortress and made his way to the bed. “I wonder…” he thought, and with that he reached under the bed.
There it was. The Toy Box. The box he and Shanna used to “enhance” things when a third party was brought home. Everything was there. Mike got ready to go back to his spot, when suddenly it hit him…”why not go for broke.” He had come this far why not go all the way?
Mike crept up to the bathroom door. He kept close to the floor, and slowly made his way in. The steam from the shower was overwhelming. Mike became one with the floor. He then (throwing it all to the wind) shimmied himself over to the end of the shower. Mike propped himself into position. He had to see. He had showered with her a million times before, but he had to experience the “not knowing.”
Mike cracked open the curtain. There she was; beautiful. She was cocked to an angle. Too doped up to noticed, too relaxed to care. The water and soap bounced off her body. Mike got especially excited when he saw a trail of soap run through her hair, down her neck, over her back, and through the crack of her ass. “This is too good to be true.” Mike thought, then she hit the water. “FUCK!!!” Mike thought. Carefully he bolted.
“Shanna’s getting out!!! Where do I go?!!! Den? Patio? Bed?” Finally Mike opted to go back into the closet.. Only this time, he didn’t have time to mask his presence as well. Seconds later Shanna made her way in. Mike (now kneeling behind some work clothes) was freaking out. Shanna, the object of his love for the past few years… now the unbridled object (dare I say obsession) of his lust was on her way in!!! Mike took a deep breath.
In Shanna walked. Her masterpiece body covered only by a towel. “oh my God!!!” Mike thought. She fully entered the closet, and approached the section right in front of Mike. Mike started to go nuts. With that, Shanna proceeded to drop her towel. Mike’s heart raced with excitement. Shanna, glimmering and wet walked forward to get her night clothes off the shelf. Mike kneeled there, heart pounding with anticipation. Shanna. Stood tippy-toed as reached up to the top shelf, her vagina a mere inched away from Mike’s face. The aroma was overwhelming.
Mike sat in awe as she slid the satin nigh tie over her luxurious body. She then pulled from the shelf another pair of panties and slid into them and headed to the bed.
Lights out.
How long had it been? Mike wondered. It felt like an hour, a month, a decade. Had it only been a few minutes? Time had no meaning in the dark. “Fuck it.” Mike said to himself. “She’s fucked up anyway,” Slowly he crawled out of the closet, beneath eyeline and up next to the bed. Mike then reached under the bed, and grabbed the toy box. He needed something though. Mike made his way to the bathroom and grabbed the scissors and made his way back. It was time.
Mike stood up next to bed, and inspected his target. She was out. “too much vodka and X” he thought. Mike reached out and gave her breast a good squeeze to test. Not even a stir. Mike sat down… “it’s time!” he thought.
With that, Mike reached into the toy box and grabbed the cuffs.. Remembrance of freakier days gone by. He grabbed both her hands and cuffed them over her head, through the wrought iron rails of the bed. Next the scissors. Mike carefully cut the straps of Shanna’s nightie, followed by the nightie itself, right up the middle. Slowly he pulled the satin to the sides revealing the beautiful 34c’s he used to have access to every night. Only tonight, they were forbidden fruit. Mike reached out and started to caress her breasts still hiding by the side of the bed… nothing. Not a peep.
After a few minutes of the former heaven he had loved so much, Mike stood back up. Again he took the scissors, only this time he went down low. Cautiously, he cut the straps leading two the center of the panties. No response. Mike was curious at this point. Slowly he took his hand and started to massage her zone.
Nothing. Not even a stir.
At this point Mike was extremely frustrated. He moved back to the closet to regroup. “The Hell with it!!!” he thought, “I’ve come this far!!! I might as well go for broke.” Mike did the math; “she’s fucked up.” “x makes you horny” and “she probably won’t remember.” Mike reached up to the top shelf he laid witness to before, and grabbed a pair of pantyhose. Taking a page from Raising Arizona, he fashioned them around his head.
Again, Mike crept up to the bed… only this time with a purpose.
There she laid. Shanna. Someone he had. Someone he lost. Someone he would have again. Mike moved her legs apart, and dove in. His tongue moved rhythmically. Slow at first, and then faster and faster. Shanna stirred in her induced sleep. Mike continued to work it. After a while he straddled her torso and began to rub his package across her 34c’s. She began to stir more. At this point Mike was ready to pop. He reached down to the toy box and grabbed the bottle of Wet, and rubbed it on his hands.
Mike began to caress Shanna. In all the places one would suspect. On a subconscious level, Shanna was enjoying, because her body started to twist and turn revealing her beautiful ass to Mike. “What the hell” Mike thought as he rubbed some wet across her forbidden entrance. Mike then reached into the toy box once again…
Positioning himself by her head he took the revolving vibrator they had bought and inserted it. A second later he switched it on. The machine hummed as it circled inside her. Shanna started to stir. Mike fully aroused by this straddled her torso once again. The machine was working, Mike was ready, and Shanna was on a higher plane. At that point, she woke up!
Shanna darted upwards but the restraint from the cuffs caused her to smack down to the pillow. “it’s Showtime Baby.” Mike said in his deepest voice. With that, Mike extended his rock hard dick and grabbed Shanna’s hair. Gasping for reason, she had no choice but to take it.
In with a thrust went Mike’s cock pumping away at the face of the woman he used to love. Shanna (knowing she was being raped) tried to bite down, but Mike was too firm to even feel it. Pump after slam, and slam after pump, Shanna’s face was his for the taking. She gagged from the shock of it all. Mike was ready to blow… and then he stopped. “Oh no darling’” he said in the voice again. “We are going full tilt boogie tonight!!!”
“No Please” Shanna begged. “I have money… anything, just please not this!” “Not what?!” Mike demanded. “Not me?” “Not sex?” “I’ve seen you in action baby-girl!!! You and your man will fuck anything that moves as long as you get a piece!!! Welcome to the big leagues!!!”
With that Mike slid down on Shanna and removed the vibrator, tossing it by her head. The sound sickened her. He then lined up and plunged himself into her. Mike thrust forward. Shanna tried to struggle free. But like it or not, the “love cuffs” did their job. Mike pumped away for what seemed like an eternity on her, occasionally taking the vibrating toy and teasing her ass with it. Shanna was in tears.
“Okay baby… You ready for the big finish?” Mike asked. Shanna wailed out “Please don’t cum in me I’m off the pill!!!” This actually gave Mike a moment of pause. Here he was, his rape fantasy of the one girl he ever truly loved was coming true. But could he handle this? Mike slammed into her some more, and just when he thought he would pull out… Release.
Shanna felt the warm gooey liquid insert itself in her. She knew what had happened. Mike on the other hand started to freak. Quickly he grabbed any evidence of his being there. Clothes, Scissors, etc. “Goodnight Shanna” he said as he made his way out of the bedroom. Stopping only to put the handcuff key in her hand. “It would be pretty fucking hard to open those cuffs with one hand.” he thought. Mike made his way home, excited and nervous at the same time.
That morning, he went to sleep.
Sunday.
Mike awoke, and made his way out to the den. As always, his roommate had already tore through the newspaper. Mike quickly flipped to the Metro section to see if his encounter had made the news. Nothing. “How is this possible?” he thought. “Didn’t she call the cops?” Mike pondered this for a few minutes staring off into space. It was then that he noticed the piece of paper by his bedroom door.
Mike got up and walked over to grab the paper. As he opened it up he realized it was a note. It read:
Dear Mike,
Thank you for raping me. I‘ve always had the fantasy, and you made it come true. I knew you always had a thing for it, and I’m glad it was you. Anytime you want to play Jack The Ripper… Don’t Call Me. I like surprises. |
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