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He then secured her
stocking-clad ankles to a spreader-bar. Her bondage was complete!
And, the best thing; she was ready to be fucked! Laura couldn't do
anything to release the strain on her shoulders. This
bondage-position was awful. She had seen it performed on videos
before, and she always wanted to try it out, but this was torture.
She saw her Master appear in front of her, stroking his powerful
cock. "Are you ready to be fucked, bitch?" he said, but all Laura
could reply back was "mmmphh". "Good, I take that as a yes" he
chuckled and went behind her, ripped her soaking wet g-string off
her and inserted a couple of fingers up her wet cunt. "Baby wants
cock so bad. You're hornier than a bitch in heat" he said as she
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With two brutal thrusts
he was in. It wasn't as bad as Laura had thought. Maybe it's because
my cunt is so wet? She really felt stuffed, praying that she
wouldn't be ripped in two. He fucked her with hard and slow thrusts,
and it was heaven for both of them. Laura moaned heavily from behind
her gag as her Master fucked her harder and harder. She had
completely forgotten her painful bondage. Only his cock mattered.
She finally came violently, again and again, but her fucker kept on
exploring her fuck-channel. Laura was on the brink of passing out,
when he finally emptied himself inside of her, filling her with huge
amounts of cum, and he held himself inside of her for a long time
after, before he withdrew with a popping sound. He cut the rope
attaching her to the pulley, and she just collapsed before his shiny
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His semi-erect, yet
powerful cock glistened with cum and cunt-juice as he bent forward
and ungagged her. Laura was totally soaked and tired, but she soon
got the idea as her Master pushed his fuck-tool against her lips.
"Clean me up, slut. That was the best fuck ever. I know you enjoyed
it too, from your multiple orgasms. Great." He said as Laura sucked
and nibbled and cleaned up his cock. It tasted good, cum and cunt,
yummy! Finally he was pleased with her work, and stuffed his
meat-pack back into his breeches. He then cut the elbow-rope and
took away the spreader-bar and once again had her sit in the chair.
In a minute he had her fixed again, but he left the gag dangling
around her neck. "Time for dinner. Now, you be a good girl and sit
tight, while I prepare something to eat. OK, bitch!" he said as he
started to walk upstairs to the kitchen. "Yes, Master" Laura replied
back, smiling at her captor. She felt as the luckiest girl in the
world. Finally she had found what she had been looking for. She was
home! |
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The days passed slowly
for Laura. She had been in bondage for more than a week now, the
ropes were as tight as before, and the gags as mouthwatering as
ever. She hadn't been free for a second. Bob had kept her as a
bondage-pet, as promised, and she had enjoyed his huge fuck-tool in
every hole. Even her tight asshole had been abused repeatedly. He
had used butt-plugs of increasing size back there, to widen her up
for his enormous cock. Laura didn't mind. She had been dreaming
about things like this for years and she had settled down and
resigned to her faith. She only wished they could stay here in the
cabin forever, but she knew it was impossible. She would move in
with Master and sell her apartment when they returned in two weeks.
From now on, only Master and bondage mattered. She was proud to call
herself slave. |
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Right now she was
suspended by her wrists to a pulley. Her toes on her high heeled
shoes were barely touching the floor. She was wearing black, shiny
rubber-stockings, a rubbercorset laced tightly behind her back,
making a perfect time-glass shape of her beautiful body. Her full
and firm breasts were forced up by the corset, making her tender
nipples hard and ready for play. Her arms were also encased in black
rubber; Opera-length gloves had been added to her costume, by her
master, before her wrists had been shackled. She loved rubber! The
tight and clinging material both felt and smelled good. It was like
a second skin on her body. A harness ball-gag encased her head, and
it was locked to her slavecollar with a padlock. Ropes had been
added to her legs at ankles and above and below her knees, making a
nice contrast to her black legs. She moaned loudly through her gag,
to get her master's attention. She was so horny! Her shaved pussy
was leaking juices. Master hadn't yet fitted her with the
chastity-belt that had two solid rubber-dildos attached. Her aching
body was waiting for them to enter her. |
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Finally, master Henderson
entered the room. As expected he held the chastity-belt in his hands
as her approached her. But, why was he dressed in ordinary clothes,
and not rubber-breeches as usual? Laura was puzzled. "You are
wondering why I'm dressed like this? I have to go to the village for
shopping, today. There's almost no food left. It should only take a
couple of hours before I'm back. Meanwhile; These two fellows should
keep you busy." He said as he shoved the dildos home. The belt was
finally locked onto her, and he stuffed the key in his shirt-pocket.
He kissed her gently on her left cheek, patted her ass and left |
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Laura was confused. She
didn't mind her bondage, or the twin dildos, but something was
wrong. She was sure about that, but she couldn't find out what it
was. Then, suddenly, she got it. He hadn't activated the alarm! She
screamed into her gag, but of course he couldn't hear her. The sound
of his car fading away, meant that he had left. God! The door was
locked, but no alarm was active. Laura just hoped that nobody was
sneaking around out there.. |
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Laura tried the best she
could to enjoy her bondage, but she was too anxious about the alarm.
How could he forget! Then, she heard a car approaching. He's back!
she thought happily. A moment passed, and she heard noises. Two men
at least were out there. She stiffened and her heart almost stopped.
Oh, my God! She heard glass being shattered and suddenly she knew
that they would find her. Where's Master? She heard them speaking
together out in the hall. "I knew we would get our chance, one day.
It was smart to keep this place under surveillance. I bet he's got
lots of useful stuff here that we can sell later, but, let's hurry.
He could be back in any moment." "Yeah, I don't like this. You see,
the alarm-system hasn't been activated. Let's get some stuff and get
the hell out of here." the other guy said. Then, they entered the
kitchen, where Laura was tied up, helpless and heavily gagged... |
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The burglars were all
dressed in black. They even had stocking-masks over their heads.
Laura was so afraid that she almost passed out. They looked very
dangerous and mean. "Well, look at this; A bitch in tight bondage.
She's gorgeous. Look at her outfit! Man! Are we lucky. Let's get her
out of here in a hurry. This bitch really could make us rich!"
"Yeah, the guy who owns this place, really is a man who knows how to
treat women. Quick! Let's cut her down and let's get out of here."
the other thug said, as he approached Laura with a big knife in his
hand. She didn't have a chance as they hog-tied her and carried her
with them to their van. She was dumped on the floor and one of the
guys sat down beside her and started to fondle her tits. |
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Hey, this bitch is the
hottest thing I've ever seen, can't wait to rape her. But, she's
wearing a chastity-belt and it's locked onto her. We'll get rid of
that shit in our garage, back home. Let's go!" the bastard said, as
the van started to move. Laura was crying and for the second time in
a week, she was tied-up in a van. She didn't know what faith awaited
her this time, but she figured it would be bad. What a misery! If
only Master could have activated the alarm. That would have scared
these thugs away. They sure would rape her and maybe sell her, kill
her or something. They definitely wouldn't set her free. I only hope
that Master will come after me, before it's too late..Laura thought
in her utter dispair, as the van brought her closer to her unknown
destiny. |
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Bob Henderson was just
exiting the post office, where he had picked up some new and
exciting bondage gear for Laura. It was a surprise-gift for her. A
trainer ring-gag and a heavy 8 buckle Bishop-gag were just waiting
to be placed on her beautiful face. Master Henderson wasn't pleased
with her deep-throating skills, but he would teach her. This new
ring-gag had been fitted especially for his cock, and once buckled
onto her, she sure would learn to take his enormous meat all the way
down. He was so excited about this, that he hurried into his van,
before his pants burst! He kept thinking, as he started on the way
back, what a lucky guy he was. A willing, little bondage slut had
entered his boring life. He couldn't lose her. He had decided that
she would be kept in bondage for a very long time. Women belonged in
tight ropes. They didn't need freedom. Once free, too many stupid
ideas popped into their little heads; Female liberation, shopping
malls, chatting with friends, phone-talking and so on. |
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Master shook his head,
when he thought about all these ugly things. God! How he hated
talking, giggling women! No! Rope, gags and some flimsy lingerie
were all bitches needed. Sure, that's the way Laura would spend her
life; Bondage life. He kept imagining the bondage-position he had
left Laura in today; All rubberclad, harness-gagged and the twin
dildos. She sure would be sweaty and horny when he returned. He was
glad that he was almost back now, because his cock was very angry
and ready for abuse. He fondled the ring-gag as he was driving the
last few meters up to his cabin. Something was wrong, very wrong! He
saw shattered glass on the patio. Then he remembered; The alarm! He
had forgotten to activate the alarm. That's why he hadn't been
notified on his mobile-phone,as he usually would have, if someone
tried to break in. Shit! |
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Rebecca met the Nice Guy and his wife at the grocery store two weeks after she moved into the neighborhood. She found him charming and his wife small and mousy. Although Rebecca was in her late forties, she was tall and leggy. Her leotard she was wearing (she had just finished her evening work out) showed her curves and attributes. She could feel the Nice Guy’s on her as they spoke of work and home. It was an exciting and disturbing at the same time.
As they checked out, the Nice Guy whispered that he worked out of his home. If she like to come by for coffee, he’d love the company. Rebecca smiled and said she might take him up on it. The Nice Guy squeezed Rebecca’s arm. It was an act of a flirt, but that same feeling of unease crept up her back, and then vanished in the wake of the Nice Guy’s smile.
When Rebecca showed up at the Nice Guy’s front door two days later, he smiled at himself. He looked at her through the video screen of his security camera. Rebecca was dressed in a short black dress and heels. She looked great. Well, if the dumb bitch wanted it, he was going to give it to her.
A nervous Rebecca entered the Nice Guy’s home and smiled. She was usually did not chase married men, but there was something about this guy that…intrigued her.
The Nice Guy led Rebecca to stairs that led down to a basement.
“You have a basement?” asked Rebecca.
“I had it built for office space. Almost a second home down there. Come on.”
The Nice Guy started down the stairs and disappeared. A part of Rebecca’s mind began to scream for her to leave. Leave now.
“You coming, Rebecca?” The Nice Guy’s sweet voice overwhelmed her inner doubt and she walked down the stairs.
The stairs opened to a room dominated by chains hanging from the ceiling. Before Rebecca could react, the Nice Guy stepped up from behind her, put his hand over mouth, and a knife to her throat.
“Welcome to my office, Rebecca. Be a good girl and I won’t kill you.”
Rebecca nodded her head as the voice that had warned her not to go down the stairs whispered “I told you so” and disappeared to be replaced by fear.
The Nice Guy grabbed Rebecca by her hair. He pulled her away from him.
“Take off your dress, whore.”
“Please. Let me go…AHHH!”
The Nice Guy let go of Rebecca’s hair, slapped her face, and grabbed her hair again.
“Take…off…the…dress.” The Nice Guy angrily said each word.
Sobbing, Rebecca took off her dress. She had not worn a bra. She was now dressed only in panties, black thigh high stocking and her pumps. The Nice Guy twisted her right nipple. Rebecca cried out in pain.
“Only worthless whores don’t wear bras. I am going to have to punish you for your bad behavior, Rebecca.”
The Nice Guy dragged Rebecca to the middle of the room. He attached leather cuffs to her wrists. Each cuff was trailing a chain.
“Please don’t hurt. Oh God, please don’t. NO!”
As Rebecca begged, the Nice Guy grabbed a pulley chain and pulled on it. Rebecca’s arms were lifted over her head until she was standing on her toes.
“You are hurting me,” cried out Rebecca.
“Good. I told you I was going to punish you.”
The Nice Guy kneeled in front of Rebecca and slid off her pumps. He kissed her right foot and sucked her nylon-covered toes before attaching a leather cuff to the ankle. He did the same to the left foot and ankle.
The Nice Guy used his knife to slice off Rebecca’ panties and then shoved them into her mouth.
“That will keep your whore mouth quiet.” He started to rub Rebecca’s clit. She cried at his touch.
“This is what you wanted, Rebecca: me to fuck you. Well, you are going to get it. Get raped that is.”
The Nice Guy went back to the pulley chain and lowered Rebecca down so her feet touched the ground. Rebecca felt instant relief as the pressure was reduced on her arms.
Then the Nice Guy took the chain attached to her right cuff, ran it through another pulley in the roof, and pulled. Rebecca screamed into her gag as her leg was lifted in the air, above her head. The Nice Guy repeated the process with her left leg.
Rebecca was still screaming as the Nice Guy entered Rebecca’s suspended pussy. He raped her with slow deliberate strokes. He wanted the worthless whore’s pain to last as long as possible; and his pleasure of raping her.
Rebecca suffered. The pain was everywhere. It intensified with every stroke of the Nice Guy’s cock. When the Nice Guy came, the relief that this might be over matched Rebecca’s feelings of fear and shame.
The Nice Guy pulled out of his victim and stepped back.
“I would imagine you want me to let you down, My Whore.”
Rebecca nodded her head vigorously. Yes, yes, she thought. Let me down. Stop the pain.
The Nice Guy took his knife and ran it over her body.
“I could kill you right now, Rebecca. No one would know. You’d just disappear.”
Rebecca shook her head.
“Okay. I am not done playing with you anyway.”
The Nice Guy let down Rebecca’s legs. They collapsed under her, causing extreme pain to her arms.
The Nice Guy went back to the pulley and ratchet down Rebecca’s arms. Rebecca now totally collapsed to the floor.
The Nice Guy unlatched the leather cuffs from Rebecca’s wrists and ankles. He cleared them and the chains away. He pulled Rebecca’s panties out of her mouth.
“Can I go home now. Please let me go.” Rebecca’s voice was subdued. She was pleading for her life.
The Nice Guy gently stroked Rebecca’s hair. He then grabbed her hair and pulled her to her feet.
“I am not done playing with you yet, whore.” He dragged Rebecca to the far wall of the basement.
Rebecca saw more leather cuffs attached to the wall.
“NO! PLEASE NO MORE,” begged Rebecca.
The Nice Guy slammed Rebecca face first against the wall. He grabbed her right wrists, pulled it above her head to one of the leather cuffs, and attached it to her wrist. He repeated the process with the left wrist and both ankles until Rebecca was spread eagle against the wall. She sobbed and begged through the entire process. That made the Nice Guy’s cock hard again.
With out another word, he drove his hard cock into a helpless Rebecca’s ass. Rebecca screamed as the Nice Guy raped her ass. He put his hand over her mouth as he pounded her ass.
“You are now a worthless whore, Rebecca,” whispered the Nice Guy in Rebecca’s ear. “This will teach you to chase a married man.”
The Nice Guy came with a hard final thrust into her ass. He took his hand off her mouth and pulled out of her sexy tight ass. Rebecca continued to cry. The Nice Guy took a deep breath, and put his knife to Rebecca’s throat.
“Shut up!”
Rebecca took a deep breath and reduced her sobs to a whimper.
“Now, Rebecca, I could still kill you right now. You know that, right?”
“Yes. Please don’t. I won’t tell anyone you raped me. I promise.”
The Nice Guy smiled, kneeled and unattached the leather cuffs on Rebecca’s ankles. He pulled off her stockings.
“Okay. But if you don’t, I can make you disappear. Understand?”
“Yes. Please let me go home.”
The Nice Guy undid the cuffs on Rebecca’s wrists. She slid down the wall, curled up in the fetal position, and sobbed.
The Nice Guy tossed Rebecca her dress.
“Get dressed. I get to keep the rest of our clothes.”
Rebecca pulled her dress back on. She felt so dirty and empty.
The Nice Guy kissed Rebecca’s cheek. “Thank you for a fun time, Rebecca. Don’t force me to kill you. Just go home, take a shower and forget about all this. Like you promised.”
“I will.” Her voice was as empty as her soul.
The Nice Guy led Rebecca up the stairs and out the door of his house. He watched her stagger home barefoot. He went back downstairs, collected Rebecca’s hose, pumps torn panties, and added them to his trophy trunk. He locked the basement door, fitted dry wall over the door and covered it with a large framed picture. It was not perfect, but his wife kept out of the area.
The Nice Guy had dinner ready by the time his wife returned home.
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