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Subject: {ASSM} The Storyteller  part two  M/F/,bdsm,extreme
Date: Sat,  6 Jan 2001 09:10:08 -0500
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This story involves the enslavement and torture of a female.  If you might
be offended by reading it, DON'T.



   THE STORYTELLER M/F,bdsm,extreme

   part two



   She knew that life had changed forever.  She also could not believe the
change in her husband.  He took great delight in talking about how she had
been whipped and fucked, and he made her re-tell the tale over and over. 
He told her that he would save her ass for her new Master, that He would be
pleased to have the exclusive right to use her there.  He would get very
excited and undress her, running his hands over her now-fading welts, and
he would fuck her on the spot, hard and fast.

   When Tues.  evening came, she wanted to tell him that she did not want
to do this again.  Instead, he sat her down in front of the computer.  The
message was there.

   "Send the slut to me.  She is to come alone, dressed as before.  I am
waiting."

   She started to cry, begging him not to make her go.  He just told her
that there was no way she could consider not going.  Then he went in the
bedroom and returned with her coat and shoes.  She wordlessly began
undressing.  The taxi was already outside.

   He was not alone this time.  She saw another man sitting on a couch at
the end of the dimly lit room.  Her coat was taken from her, and she was
made to bend over the bench.  She was tied.  Weighted clamps were attached
to her nipples, and she could see them dangling down, obscenely stretching
her tits towards the floor.  She was gagged.

   He started with a leather covered paddle, and beat her with it until her
ass and the backs of her thighs were on fire.  Then he moved to her side so
he could slap her dangling tits with his crop.  She could hear the weights
clang together as he alternated his strokes.  Then he took a flogger to her
back, and she could feel the welts rising.  She was screaming behind the
gag.  She felt the butt plug expanding her ass and offered no resistance to
its intrusion.

   The gag and the clamps were removed.  The other man was in front of her
face, his cock erect, and he told her to suck.  The Master was working his
cock into her from behind.  They began to fuck her, one fucking her face
the other her cunt, until they both came.  As she lay there, cum oozing
from her slit and dripping from her chin, she was vaguely aware of
flashbulbs going off.

   She was untied, and moved into an upright sitting position.  It was
painful to move with the welts and the plug, but they got her sitting, her
ass sticking out over the edge of the bench.  She was re-tied, knees
splayed open, the end of the plug lewdly protruding from her ass.  She was
like a zombie, and was barely aware of the clippers and the razor that
removed her pubic hair.  Her head was tied down to the rack behind her, and
she was gagged again.  That's when the other man showed her the contents of
the box he was holding.  Alcohol, needles, a tool like a leather punch,
sets of gold rings.  When she realized they intended to pierce her nipples
she tried to scream, and bucked against her bonds.  The alcohol was already
being applied.  Her nipples were pierced, and the gold rings put thru the
newly punched holes.  They weren't finished however.  They pierced her
labia and her clit hood and gold rings were put thru these holes too.  They
brought out a mirror and made her look at her new decorations.  She could
not believe she was looking at herself.  Tied up, legs splayed wide open.
Three gold rings around her shaven sex, and two gold rings gleaming from
her nipples.  A plastic plug in her ass.

   The bench she was tied to was raised until her ass was level with the
Master's now hard cock.  He began to work the front of her with his crop,
and she just helplessly lay there.  She could feel her juices running from
her and dripping on the floor.  He noticed it too, and would stop and fuck
her slit with the handle of the crop, then pull it out and slap her wet
cunt with it.  This was driving her crazy.  She needed to cum, and she
hated herself for it, but she desperately needed to relieve the fire that
was burning in her sex.

   The beating stopped.  He stood before her, greasing his hard cock.  The
other man was taking pictures again as the plug was slowly removed from her
ass.  It was replaced with the long, greased cock Once it was in her to the
hilt, he began to slowly fuck her, telling her how happy hubby was going to
be with her new jewlery, then he'd pull on her nipple rings as his balls
rubbed against her burning ass cheeks.  She came, she couldn't help it. 
The hard cock up her ass, her newly exposed clit rubbing against his hairy
belly, the whipping, the pain and humiliation, it all just exploded and she
came, her asshole contracting, milking the cock inside her.  He had not cum
yet.  He reached up and removed her gag, then made her tell him how much
she loved it, made her beg for it as he continued to fuck her ass.  He
finally came and withdrew, and the other man moved into position.  His cock
was very thick, and as it stretched her open, she came again, straining to
impale herself deeper onto the cock.  They laughed and he pulled out of her
ass and squirted his cum on her stomach and slit.

   She was aware of them making drinks, taking more pictures and moving
about the room.  She just kept her eyes closed.  She knew she had crossed a
line, and there would be no stepping back to the other side.

   She was untied and made to stand in the center of the room, with her
hands on top of her head, legs spread wide.  She was told that the rings
were not to come off, ever.  He told her that she would return again on
Saturday, and that he might keep her for the weekend.  He told her that she
was his slut and his slave and that Saturday she would be further
decorated. Decorated in such a way that there would be no doubt as to what
she was.  She was told that she was not to wash the cum off of her body,
she could shower only after her husband had licked her clean.  She was only
to get the cum out of her body by having him suck it out.  She was made to
say yes, Master, to all of his demands.

   Her coat and shoes were put on her and he escorted her to the taxi.  He
leaned in and talked to the driver, then stood up and addressed her.

   "You will suck this man off on the way home.  To pay for your ride." And
with that she was bundled into the front seat.  The driver was already
getting his cock out, and she layed with her head in his lap, and took him
in her mouth.  He managed to hold off until they got to the front of her
house.  While her husband stood on the front porch, this stranger grabbed
her head and squirted his cum into her sucking mouth.  Then he pulled his
cock out and wiped it off on her face and in her hair.

   She was sobbing as her husband ran down to help her into the house.  The
message was there, on the screen.He walked her over to it.

   "I have decorated the slut.  I hope you like it.  She is to return to me
Saturday.  She will be further decorated.  Now you need to clean her.  End
of Chapter Two."

   When he removed the coat he couldn't believe his eyes.  He stared,
transfixed, at what he saw.  She stood, silently sobbing, as he fingered
the gold rings and the fresh welts.  Then he began to lick her.

   end part two 

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