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From: RussellMagill@aol.com
Subject: {ASSM} Olde n Breeds 4/?{Rusty Magill}(BDSM)
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Date: Wed, 01 Feb 2006 11:10:03 -0500
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Olde n Breeds 4/?{Rusty Magill}(BDSM)
    At the bottom of the stairs, the Dwarf, tugging on the lead rope, pulls 
the dazed woman to the middle of the room.  The robe open wide, clamps pulling 
at the distended nipples and the raw meat of her outer lips.  Weak unsteady 
steps of the drained woman, being pulled around like a piece of livestock.  
Looking around the dwarf thinks on what yet he might do for amusement.  His steps 
unsteady like the woman's; but his are caused by the consumption of too much 
liquid fire.  The elf man trailing alongside the woman, alert to her weaving 
stance.  The dwarf leads the woman over to a low table, pulls of the cape, and 
pushs her to a sitting position and then pushs her back so that she is laying 
across it on her back.  Quickly he ties each lovely ankle of the woman to the 
leg of the table and then undoing the ties of her hands, secures a wrist to 
each leg.  Laying on the table, like a sacrifice to the gods, the half-elf 
woman's flesh shimmers in the fire and lantern light.
    With a little twist, he removes the clamps from her breasts and then the 
clamps on her tender lips.  Her body undulates with the released pressure.  
The returning circulation, causing quick flashes of pain and then just a dull 
ache.  Not with lust; but with abuse, all her tender parts are swollen.  Taking 
the bit from the girl's mouth, the soft shallow breath and the heaving of her 
chest in slow labored breath, that steady with the moist cloth that the elf 
touches to her lips.  The dwarf takes a whip with rawhide tails and slashes at 
the soft exposed flesh of the woman's belly and then thighs.  Crisscrossing red 
lines now increasing on the soft white flesh.  Just a twitch now and then 
acknowledges that the woman is feeling the bite.  And a quick intake of breath.  
Then concentrating on the already badly mauled breasts and nipples.  The 
woman's torso more animated to the cruel touch.  Long tortured groans, as the 
distended nipples are stroked with a tail.   Then the dwarf lowers is area of 
attach to  curly hair and then the swollen lips.  Cries of pain, split the woman's 
lips as the tails bite and then intrude between her semi-parted lips.  Again 
and again, not just across her slit; but right into her tunnel the rawhide 
probes.  Thighs clench and the table rattle on the floor with the jerking motion 
of the woman.
    Arms tiring the dwarf put away his whip, and then walking to a corner 
table, draws a feather into his fingers.  A laugh of wicked pleasure, pours from 
his mouth.  Moisture spewing drops glistening in his beard.  The feather so 
light to the touch, caresses her belly.  The flesh quivers under her skin.  
Again and again across belly and shoulder and neck and thigh, the light touch, 
evokes moans and whimpers.  The soft pain a contrast to the sting of the whip.  
Uncontrolled the woman, writhes in thoes of an orgasm as the feather works 
magic of pain and pleasure.  Subsiding the feather now carresses the hard nipples, 
screams of pain flow from the woman's mouth, and as the feather flickers 
along her inner lips, dipping into her valley, her juices wet softness, as a long 
scream wracks the woman's throat.  Again and again, the table bangs on the 
floor, as muscles clench and strain at her bond.  Back archs and hips thrust 
upwards as if seeking the soft touch.  The elf hold the woman's head from banging 
on the table.  Another painful orgasm and the strained body lies limp, even to 
the soft caress of the feather.  
    Seeing that the woman is not responding to his soft caress, the dwarf 
looks around and his eyes spy another form of inflicted enjoyment.  Walking to a 
table, he takes a candle and light it in the flame of a lantern.  Raising it 
over the woman, he drips the melting wax onto her left inner thigh.  No 
reaction, then he lowers the candle till six inches above the wax makes the woman 
jerk her leg.  All along her soft velvety inner thighs, the wax drips collecting 
in masses of hardening wax.  Legs tremble; but no sound escapes the woman's 
lips.  Waxing her soft shoulders and muscled arms still just a slight shake in 
response.  A blending of different colored candles and the dwarf becomes an 
artist on the woman's stomach and belly.
    Glee in the dwarf's eyes, he takes a ladle of water and drops it on the 
wax, causing it to harden quickly.  Then  he pours the wax in her pubic hair.  
The wax and hair mix together.  Returning to his wax, he evokes long moans as 
the hot wax circles her breasts and then drip hot on her nipples.  Screams 
echo on the walls.  Then dripping the wax around the outside of her pucky lips 
and then slowly drip by drip onto the swollen lips.  The sweetness of the long 
drawn scream, raising and lowering in cresendo.  And then raising the candle a 
little higher the wax seals the entrance to her pussy.  Finally with a 
flourish he melts a red candle in the form of a cock pointing at her pussy.
    Happy with his handywork, he pulls at her waxy pubic hair, pulling hair 
and wax in balls from her mound.  A long whimper his reward.  Tiring of this 
pursuit he wanders over to the fire and sitting down swigs hard at his wine.  In 
a few minutes a loud snoring, overrides the soft whimpers of the woman.
    The elf sitting to the side now rises and walks to the tortured woman.  
His hands caress her cheeks and the damp cloth daps at her face and lips.  A 
sheen of sweat covers her waxed body.  Dampness is on the table, and a puddle of 
urine on the floor, where the woman lost control in her pain.  Leaving the 
damp cloth over her face the elf climbs the stairs and carries down two buckets 
of hot water.  
    Dumping ladles of cold water on the woman, he peels back the wax, the red 
of the hot wax now mixing with the tail marks of the whip.  The wax does peel 
off her skin fairly easily, accept where her pubic hair in entangled.  Taking 
a cloth of warm water, he lays it on her mound and then pulling a short 
knife, shaves the woman's patch of hair bare.  Carefully around the lips, till she 
lies as hairless as a newborn babe.
    Untieing the woman, the elf sits and then stands her up and combining 
cold with hot water, bathes the slime from her body.  Washes and rinses her hair 
and then pours buckets of warm water rinses her body clean.     
    Taking her hand, he leads her up the stairs of the dungeon and to her 
bed.  Pulling back the coverlet and blankets, he sits her down and then swings 
her legs unto the bed.    Head lying on a pillow, a soft sigh, escapes her lips. 
 Pulling the covers over her naked body, the elf stand sentinel till the 
steady breathing announces that she is asleep.  Gently he takes the cloth from her 
eyes and touches her lips with his.
    Tiptoeing almost, he climbs back down the stairs.  Checking on the dwarve 
to see if he is sleeping, the elf, takes a leg chain and attaches it to the 
dwarf's ankle the other end to a sturdy beam.  Climbing back up the stairs, he 
looks briefly at the sleeping beauty as he closes the dungeon door and bolts 
it shut.
    Walking throught the bedroom and out to the main room and then out into 
the blowing snow.  Drifts almost to his waist as he plows to his sleeping 
quarters.  The day still a few hours away.  The night was long, oh so very long.    
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