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From: mrledft@aol.com (MR LEDFT)
Subject: {ASSM} Sadistic Weekend, Pt. 4 MM/FF, sm
Date: Tue, 28 Aug 2001 21:10:03 -0400
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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction and not to be read by person(s) 
under the age of 21. Continuing on, assumes you are over 21, and will not 
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post without prior consent of the author. Copyright pet692001, 2001.  


SADISTIC WEEKEND
Part 4

During the night, I felt cold, so I got up and went to the cage and made her
come out. I led her by the chain to the bed and attached it to the post beside
me, had her lay down, and redid her bindings on her wrists so they were over
her head. I laid down beside her with my head snuggled between her tits. 
Occasionally, lightly sucking a nipple  through the night. 

I kept on getting hard thinking of the day we were going to have tomorrow. I
made her open her legs so I could fuck her and get release a once during the
night. I must say I was tired by morning, but I was not going to let it stop
me.

After the morning pleasantries of showering, enemas, breakfast, and blowjobs. I
took her to the bedroom to prepare her for the day. I placed on her a chain
with a slipknot on each nipple with a crystal dangling from the ends. I
replaced the clit hood ring with another one that had a ball that would not
come off. I was good at braiding (being that I am a biker) so I had her sit
down and I did a French braid in her hair. I loved that hair. Long, silky,
beautiful. I bent down to breathe in the scent of her shampoo and I bit her
neck which made her yelp. I had her lay down and spread her legs. I then took a
razor and with a smile, I told her to stay still or I might nick her; then
proceeded to shave her pussy and asshole bald. I ran my hand over it. It felt
baby smooth. I played with the clit and dipped my fingers into her for some of
the juices which I would taste a lot today. I could have made her cum, but
realized that would ruin the fun of the day. I jerked back, made her get up,
and, I led her back into the next room. 

I had her lay down on a table and tied her down securely with a rope. I also
tied to her clit hood ring tied tightly to a beam above her making her raise up
a little. When done, I stood back and admired the position she was in. I wanted
to fuck her again, but we were going to have company. They weren't here yet.
All there was to do, was wait.

Buddy and I played cards while we waited, but we did not have to wait too long.
I could hear them. Motorcycles and a car coming up the road. Buddy and I got up
to go out on the porch and greet them. There was laughter coming from them all
and evil grins. Most of them buddies of mine who knew what was going on. In the
car, was a beautiful, long, red-haired woman. She was one of my former lovers
and one who had trained me in the past in Domination. At one time, I was her
submissive. Ms. Brandi is what I call her.

I walked up to her and gave her a hug and a long, leisurely kiss. "Hey Ms.
Brandi, long time, no see. What's up with you lately?" 

"Nothing much, been busy. Didn't Buddy tell you? I have a new playmate. Come
see."

Buddy grinned whispered in my ear on the way to the car, "I was saving this for
a surprise." We approached the rear of the car where Ms. Brandi was waiting.
She unlocked and opened the trunk and we looked inside. There, curled up in a
fetal position was a man. Gagged, and bound hand and foot that was sweating
profusely. Ms. Brandi grinned and bent down to her sub and grabbed his hair. 

Yanking it up she said, "I'd like to introduce you two. Jake, this is the man
who was fucking around with your girlfriend. 

I call him "slut," but you can call him whatever you want." I stared at him and
could feel the anger boiling up inside of me just by looking at him. 

"Tell me, slut," I asked, "what it worth it to fuck my girlfriend?"

Mmmphhh! Was the only answer I could get out of him for he was gagged. I
smacked him hard across the face. Ms. Brandi grinned and said, "Buddy brought
him to me after he beat him up and told me what he did. I took on this slut and
made him my willing slave. He won't be fucking around anymore, will you slut?" 

The man's eyes widened and he nodded vigorously. It made me wonder just what
Ms. Brandi did to him during those few weeks since we've discovered this. No
matter, I did not have time to ponder this long. Ms. Brandi called out to a few
of the boys to haul her toys into the house. She asked a couple of others to
help get her "slut" out of the car. They picked him up and dropped him
unceremoniously on the ground. She took a knife and cut the bindings from his
hands and feet. He started to get up, but she put a heel on his back. "Uh uh,
you are going to crawl into the house like the dog you are." She attached a
leash to his collar and yanked on it. "Come along  slut. Time to meet your
bitch." With that, she led him crawling into the house. Making sure he went
over the rockiest area of the driveway.

Once inside, she bound him on a frame that sat across from where my Bitch was
bound. I could see the fear in her eyes as she looked at me and then him. She
knew that she was in for a hard session now for the anger was back in full
force and it showed in my face.

I looked hard at her, "Look at him, you Bitch. Do you like him now? Does he
still turn you on?" Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked between us two.
Ms. Brandi ignored the looks on both of their faces. She was too busy preparing
her toys for what she had planned. She laid out an assortment of whips,
paddles, clamps, needles, and a small case in which she opened and plugged into
the wall. She grinned at me, "You want to start out slow and work our way up,
or do you want to get right to the hard stuff?" I grinned back. "Since these
two are new, we better start out slow." Ms. Brandi shrugged and looked
disappointed but complied with my answer. She walked over to my Bitch and for
the first time ran her eyes slowly over her body. "Whew! I can see why men
wanted her. Her body just says 'fuck me.'" She reached out and pulled up on the
rope that was attached to her clit hood, stretching the skin out tighter to
expose the treat inside. She took one of her long nails and flicked at the clit
and twisted it with her fingers, harder and harder, pinching and pulling at it
making my little pet squeal and plead with her to stop.

"Stop? Hell, I have begun yet. " She replied. Letting go of the rope, she
grabbed a flogger and started whipping at her breasts and cunt with gusto. She
turned and did the same to her slut too. Taking care to make sure his dick got
most of the whip. Despite the pain she was causing, his dick was getting harder
with each stroke. She walked over to him and grabbed his member in her hand.
"You like this don't you slut? You want to fuck me, fuck me like you have
fucked me so many times since you've came into my service, right?" He moaned
and nodded. 

"Well, you have to please me first. There will be a lot of pain before I am
pleased today. This bitch you've fucked, I cannot believe you fucked her,
knowing who she belonged to. I want you to remember this day so you will be
reminded, (with this she took a cane and hit hard on his dick)
never..to..fuck..around..again!" 

The cane did the trick. The pain of it coming down with each stroke made it
soft again in her hand. I remember how harsh she could be and looked forwards
to watching the show.

She put down the cane and looked at the men. "Get them undone, I will instruct
you how to tie them up again." The boys went to work. With her instructions,
they rebound them both facing each other with their hands tied over their heads
to a beam. Tight enough so that they had to stand on tip-toe. She took clamps
and applied them to their  nipples with a chain between them so if they moved
apart it pulled on them. She took more clamps and chains and attached them to
his dick and stretched the chain across to her pussy. She was ready for the
next show. 

Taking a whip, she whipped at their backs; around and around them she went
making their backs and ass red and it was quite a sight to see them struggle. I
believe my bitch was getting most of the whip for they could move around,
turning with each stroke. Mistress worked her way around them whipping harder
with each stroke. Both of them were crying out in pain and the welts were
starting to turn colors of blue and purple.

One time, she yelled at her slut to stand still and take the whip or she will
be worse on him later. The "slut" complied the best he could then not to avoid
his share of the whipping. All of us standing around and watching were getting
hard dicks seeing the show and wanted more of it, but Ms. Brandi had other
things in mind. Setting down the whip, she instructed the men to untie the
submissives and tie them back in the original positions. She then went to the
plugged in box and pulled out some wires. Her slut looked and started getting
wide-eyed and started begging for her not to do this. She looked at him and
said, "What, and ruin all my fun? No way!" She attached one of the wires to a
cock strap. While she attached this to her slut's dick, she explained to me
that it was a dual contact and it gives not only her pleasure, but her slut
pleasure and intense pain at times. She then took some more wires and attached
it to various clamps and dildoes. She inserted dildoes in my bitch's vagina and
asshole, and clamps to her pussy lips and to the clit hood ring. She took a
metal anal plug and shoved it up her slut's ass. She looked at me and said,
"Now the fun begins." 

With a grin, she flipped some switches. Right away her slut was crying out, for
he had been through this treatment before. Electro-torture. She was not very
nice when it came to it. I knew that the pain felt like fire inside of his
head. On the low settings, it felt not too bad, in fact, quite good. But, Ms.
Brandi loved the high settings. She was very sadistic when it came to this type
of torture. You could see she loved it, I could remember when she used to do it
to me. She would turn it up high until I came and passed out. When I came to,
she was there, petting my head and kissing me and I would bawl and beg for her
to stop. But occasionally, she would ignore my pleas and the session would
begin again but that time, at a lower setting so it would last longer. She
enjoyed her position of Domination to the max. It made me wonder at times why I
left her service. I still have desires to be controlled at times by her.

I did not have time to ponder that long. The cries and begging to stop was
starting to reach a new pitch. My bitch was struggling against her bonds as was
her slut. Seeing their uncontrollable jerks from the electricity was very
erotic to me. I wanted to fuck my bitch's mouth but knew if I did that, she'd
most likely bite it off. The boys were whooping  it up watching this and wanted
to control the switches too, but Ms. Brandi knew what she was doing and did not
let anyone mess with her work. One wrong move with this type of torture could
kill a person. She may be sadistic, but she knew the limit of it and she
controlled it well. Her slut started to cum uncontrollably. His sperm jerked
and flew across to the table to land on my bitch's belly and tits. She was in
the midst of cumming too I could tell, for her cries of pain turned to the
pleasure of an orgasm. Ms. Brandi turned the dial up one more notch to make it
cries of pain again, but that did not last long for like I figured, her slut
passed out and slumped against his bonds. She quickly turned off the dials. I
did not notice until she did this, that my bitch had passed out too. I quickly
ran to her, I checked her breathing and pulse and saw that she would be all
right. She looked at my fearful face and said, "Do you want me to continue with
this after she come to?" 

"No," I replied, "she has had enough of this today. Perhaps later in her
training we will do this again." I stood next to her table and helped Ms.
Brandi undo the electrodes and her bonds. I picked her up and took her to the
bedroom and laid her down there. I laid there petting her hair and kissing her
like Ms. Brandi had done to me so many times. Her eyes fluttered open and she
looked curiously around and then saw me, she first tensed and then relaxed when
she recognized me and then tensed again. Unsure of what to make of this
treatment. She had been treated so bad for the past couple of days. 

She nervously asked, what was wrong. I smiled, and just told her that I feared
I may have gone too far with that torture. I told her that I still loved her,
and wanted her but I wanted her to know that I was not going to take the bitch
treatment from her again. She will be my willing submissive or leave. Tears
welled up in her eyes. She sobbed and told me that, despite the torture, she
loved it and probably one of the reasons why she was such a bitch is because
she wanted me to punish her for her wrong doings. I was surprised by this
answer, but delighted as well. I hugged her and kissed her and lovingly looked
at her and told her that today was not finished. When she was ready, she had to
please my friends out there. They certainly don't want to fuck the "slut," I
told her. 

For some odd reason, she laughed. She said, she never really liked the guy
anyway. She was on the "stupid juice," drunk out of her mind when that
happened. She felt bad that day for she was mean to me and saw the hurt in my
eyes and just did not know how to handle it. She said that in the weeks that
she was gone, she done nothing. She needed to think and to figure out what to
do about her drinking problem. She told me, that she now knows of a way. If she
drinks, she will be punished by me. We laid there cuddling for a while,
listening to the crying and begging of Ms. Brandi's slut and getting aroused by
it. She opened her legs and begged for me to fuck her in which I did with pure
delight. When finished, she went and cleaned up in the bathroom and said that
she was ready to please my friends now. With a grin, I put a collar on her and
a chain and led her gleefully into the room for her to receive the gangbang of
her life. She performed well for my buddies, spurned on by the cries of her
ex-lover and we fucked well into the night.

The end.


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