This is a work of fiction. If you are under whatever arbitrary age your elected officials have decided to choose for viewing adult material, understand that you will be breaking the law if you read this. If you get caught, don't blame me because your parents can't keep track of you.

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~Pen

There was just no way that I could believe this was happening.

"So, Marge, what are you doing on Saturday?" I asked.

"Aaa, nothin'. I'm a little short on cash this weekend. My roommate is going away so it looks like it's going to be boring. What are you doing?"

God, I thought, this is the only woman I know that can make my dick hard with just a smile. Is it getting warmer in here or what?

"Well, if you're interested, how 'bout getting together and hangin' out?" I asked.

"Sure, give me a call."

Yea, I'd heard that before.

"O.K., later."

"Bye."

Damn, another twinge in the ol' dick. What the hell is it about her anyway? I thought. I'd fuck her in an instant, if I thought I could get away with it.

Saturday morning at around 10 I called. Not that I expected an answer.

"Hello?" asked a sleepy voice.

"Hi. Sorry to wake you."

"That's O.K. I was sort of half asleep, dreaming."

"Anything interesting?"

"Mmmmm."

Instant erection. Just great, I thought, even over the phone I'm not safe.

"Good. Whatchya doin' today..."

We spent most of the day wandering around the nearby park throwing a frisbee and relaxing. Marge was wearing a pair of black short shorts and a light blue tank top. Her outfit didn't do much to hide her body. Not having much in the way of tits she didn't bother wearing a bra. Nice legs, a little pale, and pretty long. Those legs and the clear outline of her tits through that shirt were having a definite effect on me. What an ass she has, I thought! Thankfully my shorts were thick enough to hide the almost constant hardness of my dick. At around 4:00 while we were sitting on the grass talking, she leaned over me to grab the frisbee. Her musky scent combined with the glimpse I got of her thick nipples almost made me come in my pants.

She looked at me for a second. I sat very still trying to calm myself.

"Lets head back. " she said.

"O.K."

When we got to her apartment in was nearly 90 degrees inside. She had forgotten to turn on the AC. I watched as Marge went into the kitchen to get us something to drink. She downed one of the glasses of water. There was a light sweat on her chest and her scent reached me again.

That's it, I thought, I have GOT to get out of here or I'm going to attack her.

" I think that I should take off." I said. Before I rape you, I thought.

She stood in front of me, then started moving closer. I backed up until I hit the couch. Then it was sit down or get run over.

"Bull shit" She said, sitting down next to me. She put a hand on my chest, leaned over and kissed me very lightly. Then again, shooting her tongue into my mouth. By the time my vision cleared, she was standing in front of me with a pair of hand cuffs in each hand.

"I know what you are into." she said. "Lets play a little game. We will wrestle and whoever hand cuffs the other wins. Then the looser must do anything the winner wants."

"You know that you can't beat me, Marge."

"Then you have nothing to worry about."

And then she attacked me. I started worrying. Marge is a little taller than I am, well muscled and much stronger than I expected. She also played rough. It took me a lot longer than I thought to escape from the couch and I almost didn't make it. I have several years of martial arts experience but was handicapped by the desire not to hurt her. Marge, however, wasn't holding back and I took several painful hits.

Fuck this, I thought. As she moved in again I slid to the side, brushed her right hand away with mine and, sliding my right foot back, took her off her feet. I grabbed her as she fell and twisted her onto her stomach. Her face had a surprised look on it and before she could regain her breath, I had her hands cuffed behind her back.

"Looks like you win." she said.

I looked down at her as she struggled into a sitting position. What a sight! She was breathing hard from the struggle, her nipples very erect and pushing against the sweat stained front of her top. I wanted to jump her right there.

"Yes, it looks like I did. Now I know your 'interests', and have no doubt that you have a few toys laying around. Shall we go play?"

"Yes, I have some things. What did you have in mind?" She did not appear even the least bit worried about what I might do to her.

"Well you said that I could do what I wanted. So lets explore your submissive side, shall we?"

She licked her lips and nodded. I helped her up and we went into the bedroom. She directed me to a key inside one of the drawers and then to a large chest in her walk-in closet. When I opened the chest I was amazed to find the amount of 'toys' inside it. I'd known that she was into bondage, but this! It was going to be a long (hard) night.

I walked over to her and ran a hand up her sides. She shivered and leaned into me as I ran a hand down over her tits. Then I pulled up the top over her head and back down to her handcuffed wrists. Her tits were small but very well shaped with thick brown nipples sticking out at least a half inch. I licked at the bottom of one tit while lightly caressing her stomach. Her breathing was starting to speed up. Then I used my thumbs to rub at the stiff points her nipples had become. I lightly pinched and pulled them until she was gasping and biting at my neck while grinding her pussy against my thigh. Then I backed off.

"Please." she said.

I smiled, turned around and started sorting through the gadgets in the trunk that I had dragged out earlier. I came out with two sets of clamps. One set was adjustable and had rubber ends, the other set was adjustable also but had serrated metal edges.

Holding them up I asked "Which set do you want me to use?"

"What ever pleases you, Sir."

"You like the pain, don't you?"

She looked down and blushing, nodded yes.

I took the set with protected ends and applied them to her engorged nipples. She closed her eyes and sighed as I put them on, slowly increasing the tension to maximum. I pulled on the chain and she ghasped and moved forward. Still pulling on the chain with one hand I grabbed her by the back of her hair. Then I gently pulled her head back and, increasing the pull in the chain, I kissed her, driving my tongue deep into her mouth. It was not long before she was moaning and writhing, her excitement driving me crazy as well. She ghasped as I dropped the chain and stepped away from her.

"What are you doing to me? I'm on fire."she said.

"Get on your knees."

She did.

"Now, what are you?" I asked.

She blinked and said "A slave"

I looked at her and raised an eyebrow. I said nothing.

"Your slave, Sir."

"Very good."

I ordered her to spread her knees and started running my hands up the inside of her thighs. When I reached her shorts, the crotch was soaked with her juices. I began rubbing my hand against her covered slit while lightly running the fingers over her breasts. It wasn't long before she was on the verge of cuming so I stopped. She moaned in frustration and hung her head forward breathing hard.

"Its too bad that there aren't any ceiling hooks." I remarked.

"But, Master, there are." She indicated the large plants hanging in opposite corners at the other end of the room. "Those hooks are embedded in a wooden beam. There is a chain in the box that goes between them and it will take the weight of a full grown man."

I didn't ask how she knew that, as I wasn't sure I wanted an answer.

"Remain where you are. Open you knees wider."

She did so and I turned my back to look for the chain. When I found it, I grabbed a chair, took down the plants and put up the chain. Looking down I also saw that there were two rings embedded in the walls at the floor level. Straight in front of me, in the middle of the wall, was a large window. When I opened the blinds the sun streamed into the room but the view just faced the mountains. I closed the blinds and walked back over to were my slave knelt. I took off my shirt then unzipped my pants. Marge didn't like oral sex all that much, but she did like being forced to do it.

"Open your mouth." I said.

She turned her head away. I grabbed the chain between her nipples and pulled.

"AAH!"

"Now,"I said twisting the chain,"Take my cock in your mouth and suck it."

She whimpered as I increased the pressure but started sucking. It was too bad that she didn't do it with out being forced because she was really very good. I used her mouth, pushing my cock in as if it were her cunt. She gaged but took it all. It wasn't long before I started to come. I let myself spurt once on her tongue then withdrew and came on her face and mouth. She didn't want to swallow it, but did anyway. The rest of the cum ran over her full lips and down her chin and neck.

"Lick your lips clean, then beg to clean my cock." I said.

She shook her head and I jerked the chain.

"Ow!"

"Do it."

Slowly her tongue came out and cleaned off her lips. Then she looked at me.

"Please sir, let me clean you cock with my mouth."

Then she gently licked my cock and balls until I was clean. I took a short rope from the chest and tied her arms together just above the elbow, pulling them until they touched. She winced but said nothing. Then I grabbed the chain connecting her nipples and pulled.

"Get on your feet, slave."

She struggled to her feet. I turned her around and removed the hand-cuffs. Then I took a set of wide leather cuffs and strapped them tightly to her wrists. Pushing her over to were the chain was suspended I turned her around, loosened her elbows and attached her wrists to the chain above.

"These nipple clamps hurt more coming off then going on, you know."

"Yes"

"Are you ready?"

"Yes, sir."

I loosened up the tension as I pulled on one of the clips making sure it dragged across her skin until it came off. I took my time about it and Marge was ghasping and moaning by the time it was done. Then, before she could recover, all in one motion, I opened the other clamp and removed it. I took my hand and began rubbing her pussy, making her grind against my fingers until she was in a frenzy. Then I grabbed her shorts and pulled them off. Taking hold of the top of her panties, I pulled them up tight into her slit and began rubbing the rough cloth back and forth thru her lips. When she was about to cum, I pulled them off and replaced them with my tongue. My head was spinning from her scent. The salty/musk taste of her thick juices gave me another erection as I continued to lick and suck her cunt. It was a short time before she screamed her orgasm, flooding my face with juice. She was hanging limply by her wrists and I ran my fingers over her body. Marge moaned and jerked as I lightly pinched her distended, very sensitive nipples.

I left her hanging there and went into the chest. Out of it I got two ankle restraints and more rope. I attached the cuffs to her ankles and then attached the rope to the hooks in the bottom of the walls. I pulled on both sides until she was suspended, feet off the ground, by her wrists. I stepped back to admire the sight. She hung there, legs spread wide with the lips of her cunt completely open, (she had shaved it almost bare, with just a little bit of hair left at the top) panting with sweat running off her. I took her sweat and juice soaked panties and rubbed them through her pussy lips. She moved her hips back and forth in response and began building toward another orgasm. Then I took them and put them to her mouth.

"I want you to taste your own cum, slave."

She turned her head away, so I held the back of her head and ran the panties over her nose and mouth. Then I pushed them back into her cunt and asshole and once again rubbed them over her mouth. This time her tongue came out to lick them as I did it. Once more I dipped them into her honey pot then rubbed her scent over her face, under her arms and over the rest of her body. When I finished that I went into the box and removed one of the whips. It was a thin bladed, nine strand cat with knots tied in the ends.

"You have disobeyed me slave so I will give you the chance to redeem yourself. You may beg to suck my cock again or you may beg for the whip and then to suck me off. Which do you think will please me more?" I asked.

"Please, sir, use the whip on me. Then I beg to be allowed to suck your cock."

I put the panties into her mouth with a warning look for her to leave them there. Then I said,"If the whipping gets too intense, drop the panties."

She nodded and I lifted the whip. I ran the strands over her shoulders and across her tits. Her nipples were standing out so far that I could rest some of the strands on them. She squirmed as I did this because her nipples were very sensitive from the clamps I'd used earlier. Then I took the whip, one hand at either end and started run- ning the strands through her cunt lips. Her body jerked as the leather rasped over her clit. I began licking her, letting my tongue glide over her breasts, across her chest, tasting the salt of her sweat as I licked under her arms. Her eyes were closed as she moved her hips in a counter rythem to the whip. Then I stepped back. Marge groaned in frus- tration. I lifted the whip and lightly flicked it at her stomach. No response from her except a slight smile. I did it again, harder. Same response. I whipped her a third time, hard enough to leave a red mark across her lower belly. She moaned and closed her eyes. I began to use the whip, a little harder each time, on her legs, then across her belly, then flicking it so that it struck her back. I struck her five times on the back and still she held the panties tightly in her teeth. I stopped for a moment to let her get her breath then, without warning, I used it on her breasts, snapping the end under her left nipple. She yelled but kept the panties.

"I am going to use this on you until you let go of those, you know.", I said. "That's what you want, isn't it?"

She nodded, a feral grin on her face, almost a challenge that she could take more than I was willing to give.

I began to use the whip, striking her hard, starting on her armpits then across her chest. Her skin had red streaks on it as I worked my way down her body. I used no particular rythem so that she couldn't prepare for the next blow. This seemed to excite her even more. Then I moved back up to her tits and, paying special attention to her nipples, snapped the end of the cat five times on each of those sensitive buds. She yelled loudly each time but still held on to the panties.

"Drop them if you want me to stop."

She nodded and I could see by her glazed eyes that she was on the verge of an orgasm. I slapped the whip down over the high rise of her ass cheeks so that the end flicked into her spread, unprotected pussy. I didn't do it very hard. She jumped a little and mumbled something.

"What?" I asked.

"Harder."came the muffled response.

I did it again much harder. Then I used the whip going over both sides of her ass, and sometimes coming straight up between her legs, striking her cunt each time. Finally with a loud yell, she came, her orgasm making her shudder from head to tow. She dropped the panties. I then untied her legs. She was trembling from the combination of lust and the after effects of her last orgasm.

"You are a very disobedient slave." I said.

She looked surprised. " Why?", she asked.

"Did I give you permission to come?"

"But I couldn't help my self! It was so intense that I couldn't stop."

"What do you think I should do to my disobedient slave?" I asked.

She looked down. "I deserved to be punished further."

"Is that what you want? I might think up something really severe."

"Yes master. It is what I deserve."

I went back into the box of toys and took out a blind fold, and a large cock gag. First I put the leather blind fold on. Then I stepped back and said," Do you have anything to say before I start?"

"No master. I am yours' to use however you want."

I put the gag on her. It was very large around, hollow, with a plug in the center, but not very deep. It was designed so that a man could use a woman's mouth, thrusting as deep as he wanted, and she could do nothing. Margies' mouth barely opened enough wide to take it. I tightened the strap in the back of her head and put in the plug. Then I stepped back and looked at her.

"Everything O.K.?"

She nodded.

I turned her so that she faced the window and spread her legs again, tying them so she was suspended once again. Then I opened the blinds and let the hot sun stream over her taught body. I slowly began stroking my fingers over her slick form, messaging her breasts, running my fingers over her tight ass then into her pussy. My dick, by this time, was as hard as steel. I took it out and, without warning, plunged it into her dripping pussy. She jerked and moaned loudly as I thrust into her bound body. Her box was tight and very hot as I worked my cock in and out. Fingering her clit as I stroked her, I finally came. She was very close to cumming herself but I pulled my cock out of her dripping slit. She yelled her frustration through the gag. The I reached into the wooden box and removed a wide leather belt. I cinched it as tightly as I could around her waist, making her gasp for breath. Then I took another belt that had two attachments to it. One was a large butt plug that was about an inch and a half wide at the bottom, the other was an eight inch vibrating dildo. I bent down and ran my tongue over her little ass hole getting it very wet. She squirmed and moaned as I did it. Then I took the butt plug and slowly inserted it into her ass, making her feel every inch of it as it went in. I took the dildo and teased the outside of her meat with it then slowly pushed it inside her. I grabbed a small jar of numbing cream and applied it only to her clit, telling her what I was doing. That cream would keep her from cuming for a long time. Hooking one side of the strap to the fastener on the rear of the waist belt, I drew the strip of leather through her legs and pulled as hard as I could. This drove both dildos very deeply into her and rasped the leather against her numb clit. When the cream started to wear off, she will have been going crazy from the dildos: the pain/pleasure on her clit from the strap would make things even worse. Then I took the serraded nipple clamps and slowly applied them to her rigid nipples. By this time her moaning was continuous and her hips were trying to move in little circles. I pulled the chain attached to the clips and tied it to the lock on the window. Since she was suspended and couldn't move, this pulled her tender nipples out from her body about a half inch more. As the piece de reistance, I added weights to the chain. That got her attention. Every time she moved, the weights shook and pulled the sharp edges of the clamps on her nipples. Then I sat back on the bed to watch the heat and devices do their work on my slave.