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This story is of an erotic nature, I wouldn't dream of telling you what you can or can't 
read but if the law, in your part of the world, says you must not read this sort of 
fiction then please go read something that they'll let you.
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Displayed - Again

by Duke of Ramus

A Piece of my Imagination
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I looked at the video the postman had just delivered, resting there on my coffee 
table, the business card lying on it said "ENJOY", what sort of advertising was this, 
there wasn't any other paperwork with it, no sales leaflet or special offer details, 
intrigued I pushed it into the video machine and hit play.

The opening scene was of a wooded clearing, the camera panned slowly round to 
reveal a hooded, naked girl, suspended from a tree, that was when I realised that this 
was no advertising campaign, this video was of me, it was going to show, to who ever 
watched it, what had happened to me. I sat there mesmerised as the tape played on, 
unable to do anything but stare at the screen. I watched as the body on the screen 
moved, twisting in its bonds a little and then you heard her scream. The body 
slumped down, suddenly still, I remembered that I'd fallen unconscious at first.

I continued to watch, I couldn't do anything else, was it embarrassment that kept me 
there, I can't say. After a short while I saw the body on the screen start to move 
again, spinning about, her legs flailing around, her arms being stretched by her own 
body weight. You could hear her sobbing inside her hood as she spun around. 
Although I knew it was me I was thinking of the girl in the video as somebody else.

Finally she stopped moving and hung there for a while, it was only a couple of 
minutes on the screen but you could tell by the position of the sun that she had been 
there for quite a time. Then from the edges of the screen two figures approached her, 
very carefully and quietly, the first figure, a women, was dressed in a body hugging 
PVC cat suit, her tall, muscular body totally covered in black shiny plastic, it even had 
a matching face mask, all you could see of her was her red hair cascading down her 
back, clasped in her hand she had a feather duster. The other figure was a male, he 
was wearing a pair of skin-tight leather shorts, which showed off his magnificent 
physique and outlined his erection nicely, he had on a similar mask to his partner, he 
had what appeared to be a cane or small whip in his hand.

For the next half an hour I sat and watched as the girl on the screen was teased and 
tormented by her captors, I watched as first one then the other used and abused her 
in various ways. I saw the pair stroke and pinch her breasts. I watched as fingers, 
vibrators and dildo's were stuck into her cunt and her arse. I heard her begging for an 
orgasm and then scream as she was granted her wish. I watched as she begged to be 
fucked in her cunt and her arse, knowing that the girl on the screen was me, and as 
the video played I felt every one of those touches again.

When the tape finished I sat there covered in a fear induced sweat, as the tape re-
wound I tried to think, I had never done anything like that in my life, I'd never even 
thought of doing it, yet from the evidence before me, both on the screen and on my 
fingers, I'd enjoyed being held prisoner, I'd actively encouraged my own physical 
abuse, and now the whole world would be able to watch the video and see how much 
I'd enjoyed it. The fact that neither my assailants, or I, could be identified didn't 
matter to me, I'd know.

I made myself a coffee, more to steady my shaking nerves than anything else, then 
sitting before the screen again I pressed play on the video, I'd watch the tape once 
more. As the show proceeded I watched the two who were attacking me, both had 
strong, muscular bodies and moved like cats, soft and lithe but with a hidden 
strength. Both of them had bought me to orgasm as I'd hung there defenceless before 
them, although it seemed to me that the woman was the one who enjoyed inflicting 
the pain, you could see a smile on her lips whenever she heard me scream, he 
seemed more tender in his attacks, if you could call this sort of abuse tender.

At the end of the second showing I was covered in sweat again, but this time it wasn't 
all caused by fear, I had to admit to myself, that this time a lot of it was caused by 
excitement, I'd enjoyed watching the two of them abuse my body, I was even turned 
on by it, was that a strange reaction to have, I admit there was a little anger and fear 
involved as well. I took the video from the machine and went and had a shower, 
anything to cool down.

I watched the video several times over that weekend, wondering who the other 
people involved where, I didn't recognise either of them. Sometime on the Sunday 
afternoon I had a sudden thought, had anybody else been abducted that night. When 
I'd gone into that side room there had only been Jane, Mandy and Sandra still with 
me, the rest of my colleagues having gone home. Had any of them had a similar 
experience?

Then again, how was I to find out, I didn't think it would be a good idea to tell 
anybody what had happened to me, I didn't think anybody would believe me, and I 
wasn't showing them the video as evidence, that's for sure. I would have to play it by 
ear and see if anybody let anything drop.

That following week at work seemed quite strange to me, just about everybody had 
enjoyed themselves and the stories we told each other were outrageous, Jane and 
Mandy had picked up the waiter and taken him home, they'd even kept him for the 
weekend, eventually letting him go just before they left for work on the Monday.

Sandra, it seems, had somehow managed to get home all right, even in her new, 
revealing outfit, mind you she did say that she'd left her normal clothes in the carrier 
bag back at the fetish club, and would anybody who went back there please collect 
them for her. There were a few questions asked about my absence on the Friday but I 
stuck to the story I'd made up of being that ill at home, I hadn't even got out of bed, 
I'd been that bad I'd forgotten to phone in sick. As to the party, I'd remembered 
arriving at the club and seeing the people there but other than that I couldn't 
remember anything else.

As the week went by I thought more and more about what had happened at the club, 
it seemed that none of the girls I'd gone with had seen anything unusual happen. 
Jane and Mandy said that the last they had seen of me I was talking and drinking with 
some woman in the side room, they'd left with the waiter and they'd had a wonderful 
time.

As Friday approached I spoke with Sandra, asking her if she had got her clothes back 
yet, it seemed that she hadn't so I suggested that we went there for a drink and got 
them back at the same time, she agreed. I made sure that Jane and Mandy didn't find 
out that I was going back there, for some reason I didn't trust them, I had no reason 
for this, just the feeling that they knew more than they were telling.

I was going to pick Sandra up at about eight thirty so I took my time getting dressed, 
I had already decided that I was going to wear the same dress as the last time, but I 
wasn't going to drink, the only change, well addition really, was that I wore the black 
patent leather choker that I'd bought from the club. I arrived smack on time outside 
Sandra's, she'd obviously been waiting for me because she came out as soon as I 
pulled up, I was surprised to see that she was wearing the outfit she had bought from 
the club. The bright red crop top and mini-skirt really did look outrageous when you 
saw it away from the club, mind you Sandra really did look sexy in it.

We arrived at the club and immediately ran into a slight problem, apparently guests 
had to be signed in by a member, and as we were not members, and there were no 
members with us to sign us in the guy on the door wouldn't let us in. Fortunately for 
us a couple who turned up whilst this was being explained to us and where members 
signed us in. Once inside I looked around, it wasn't as busy as it had been last time I 
was her, then again it was three hours earlier than last time.

The people present were still dressed in the leather and PVC but the really wild outfits 
were missing, the club wasn't as vibrant as it had been. We made our way over to the 
bat where I ordered the drinks, bacardi and coke for Sandra, just a coke for me, 
whilst Sandra went to try and track down her missing clothes.

The evening with Sandra was fun, she drank quite a bit and was getting just a little 
bit smashed as midnight approached. By that time the club had livened up, the wild 
crowd had started to arrive just after eleven, the outfits were getting as extreme as I 
remembered. As midnight struck Sandra suggested that we go to that little private 
room that we'd gone to last week, I followed her, a tingling going up and down my 
spine as I did.

There were a few couples cuddling on the settee's when we entered but there was 
space for us to get seats. As we sat there a waiter bought us a bottle of wine and two 
glasses, as I started to tell him that we hadn't ordered any wine he said that it was on 
the house. He poured us both a glass and retired, I decided that one glass wouldn't 
hurt me.

Sandra downed her glass in one and poured herself another, she was well and truly 
gone, that last glass of wine had pushed her over the edge. I sipped away at my drink 
whilst watching the video, it was another of the bondage films, this time a man was 
being tormented, I wondered if he had been taken the same way that I had, the video 
looked home-made so it was possible. As we sat there laughing away the other people 
in the room slowly left, I'd finished that first drink and was feeling very light-headed 
when I got an awful shock, what looked like the man from my video walked past me, 
I couldn't say a word, he was dressed exactly the same way with a similar build. I was 
about to try and do, or say something when a voice in my ear said simply "Sit still" I 
went to look at the person when a hand grabbed me by the hair and she hissed "I 
said still, do you want to be taken again?"

I froze, they had come back to the club, but this time it wasn't for me, I looked 
around, but only with my eyes, I held my head perfectly still, the man approached 
Sandra and, taking her by the hand, pulled her to her feet, he kissed her full on the 
lips and just carried her away, she didn't struggle or scream or anything. "Your friend 
will be returned, like you where." The voice in my ear said, I didn't think, I just 
blurted out "What are you going to do with her...." the response I got shocked me 
"Pet, you shouldn't worry about what we are going to do to her, you should think on 
what I am going to do to you."

My hair was released and then the voice from behind said "Pour yourself another 
drink, pet", I was going to refuse but the vision of the woman on the video came back 
to me, a vision of her smiling as she inflicted pain on a defenceless body, and believe 
me I was feeling totally defenceless just then. It never occurred to me that I could 
just get up and walk away or scream or a million other things, I just sat there and 
slowly filled the wine glass before me.

"Well done my pet, now drink it slowly, feel the taste as it fills your mouth, the 
coolness as it slides down your throat." I slowly did as she said, the fear I felt 
heightening the sensations I was feeling. Thinking back I believe that the wine must 
have been drugged in some way, Sandra had gone away so easily and I felt as though 
I had to do as I was told, I couldn't muster any defences against the voice whispering 
commands in my ear.

It wasn't just the voice that was caressing me, I could feel her fingers stroking my 
neck, ever so gently, slipping over the surface of my skin, the sensations fluttering 
through my body. Her voice continued to seduce me, "Now my pet it's time to 
continue with your training, stand up for me," I did as she said, rising to my feet, 
"turn around, slowly, I want to admire your body," I felt myself go bright red, but I 
did as she had ordered, turning, letting this woman feast her eyes on my body.

When I was facing her I studied the woman sat before me, she was wearing a similar 
outfit to the one in the video but this one was bottle green, the mask still covered the 
top half of her face, but I could see vivid green eyes through the slits in it, her mouth 
was full and sensuous beneath it, I felt a tremor run down my spine as she allowed 
her tongue to moisten her lips. Her red hair fell past her shoulders, creating a red halo 
effect around her head.

She beckoned me towards her and as I approached she held her hand up to my 
throat, gently gripping my choker, she lifted the little D ring on the front and clipped a 
lead to it, it was all done so quickly and smoothly that I didn't have a chance to 
complain, I'm not even sure that I would have. I'd seen the little D rings all around 
the choker but I'd thought they were just decoration they looked so pretty, sparkling 
silver against the black patent leather, obviously they weren't just for show.

She remained seated and, gently, used the lead to move me around her, first one way 
then the other. After a couple of minutes of just walking me from side to side she 
shortened the lead, making me move towards her. When I was stood inches from her 
she wrapped the lead slowly around her hand, forcing my head downwards, just as it 
became difficult to stand, and I was contemplating pulling back she said "You may 
kneel", my legs bent, dropping me to my knees before I'd even thought about 
obeying her or not.

She stared into my eyes as I knelt before her, she raised her free hand and caressed 
the side of my face, her fingers moving through my hair and the around to the back of 
my head. Slowly, but firmly, she drew me towards her, those sensuous lips waiting for 
mine to reach them, as they touched I felt an electric shock tingle through my body, 
the blood surging to my nipples and clit, raising them from their dormant positions.

Her tongue teased its way into my mouth, exploring and probing as it went, leaving 
me excited and wishing for more. "Stand , my Pet, its time for us to go for a little 
walk." I did as she said, the lead unwinding from her hand as I stood. She then 
walked towards the door, leading me into the main part of the club, parading me 
around on my lead. We did one full lap of the bar area before returning to our private 
room. When we re-entered the room she returned to her seat, still pulling me along 
behind her.

Once she was seated she said "Kneel my Pet," I did as I was told wondering whether 
we would kiss again, she fulfilled my wish, pulling me towards her with the lead 
before kissing me. Her free hand started to roam over my body, stroking and 
squeezing my breasts, gently touching my neck, teasing me with fleeting touches. I 
didn't object to this I was enjoying the sensations to much.

After a short while she ordered me to stand again, I quickly climbed to my feet, then I 
was ordered to remove my dress, at this I paused for a moment, staring down into 
the hard green eyes before me. If I was going to object this was the time to do it, but 
before I could make up my mind my hands took the lead, reaching behind me they 
unzipped the dress, before pulling it down off my shoulders, with a couple of wriggles 
the dress dropped to the floor, leaving me standing there, perched on my high heels, 
in just my panties and stockings.

I looked down at my mistress again and I felt myself return her smile, she slowly 
shortened the lead again, pulling me towards her. My lips met hers once again, the 
same sexy sensations coursed through my body, this time I could see my nipples 
rising. My mistress continued to explore my body with her free hand, cupping my 
breasts, fondling my bum before her fingers pinched my nipples, making me gasp, 
partially with pain but also with pleasure.

After a while I was instructed to stand, as I returned to my feet she said "It's time for 
us to take another little stroll, come my Pet." With that she went towards the door, 
with me trailing behind her, as she opened the door and the noise hit me from the 
main club area I realised that it was getting late and that there were going to be a lot 
more people in there, and I was now nearly naked. I checked at the door, wanting to 
think for a moment, but a sharp tug on the lead encouraged me to follow her. We 
followed the same route we had used on our earlier walk, I felt myself blushing and I 
don't think it was just my face that turned red. Most people ignored us but there were 
a few who stopped and stared, most of them smiled at me as I was paraded around 
the club. I was breathless and excited by the time we returned to our side room.

I was surprised by how turned on I was feeling, this woman had taken control of me 
and was teaching me how much I enjoyed being her pet, true I hadn't been given 
much choice in the matter so far, but I hadn't raised any objections either.

Walking forward until she stopped before her chair, then turning to face me she said 
"You may undress me Pet, but make sure I enjoy it and don't touch the mask." The 
threat in that statement was obvious, she dropped her end of the lead and, placing a 
hand on either side of my head, she pulled me towards her. She gave me a long, 
lingering, open mouthed kiss, her tongue probing the recesses of my mouth, wrestling 
with my tongue and pushing firmly out of her way, dominating my mouth as she 
dominated the rest of me.

As she finished the kiss she stepped back, her hands dropping to her sides and she 
waited for me to begin, I looked at the cat-suit she was wearing, there where three 
straps passing through buckles, one above and below her breasts and the third at her 
waist, behind this I could see a long zip which went from her throat to her crutch.

I took the top strap in my hands and undid it, then I pulled the zipper down until it 
met the second strap. With the top open I could just reach the skin on her neck, so I 
let my fingers lightly stroke her the way she had done it to me earlier. After a couple 
of minutes of this I released the second strap, as I lowered the zip to her waist strap I 
could see that she had nothing on under the suit.

There were a couple of small straps securing the suit at the wrists, with these undone 
I was able to lower the suit to her waist, revealing her breasts, which were bigger 
than mine, at least a 38C, they didn't sag as they were released and her nipples were 
erect and very long, they were like little fingers sticking up from her tits. I lowered my 
head onto the first, drawing it into my mouth, I bit down, gently on it and the flicked 
the end with my tongue. She tasted wonderful, I'm not sure if she was enjoying it but 
I know I was.

I released her nipple and stepped back, it was time for the next strap, this slipped 
open as easily as the rest, I could now strip my mistress completely. Her boots nearly 
caught me out, I was going to pull the suit off without removing them but I saw that 
it was tucked into them so they had to come off first. I quickly undid them and pulled 
them off, the suit followed immediately, leaving me knelt before my naked mistress. 
"Lick my feet Pet, I enjoy that," came her voice from above me, I lowered my mouth 
to her feet, suddenly smelling them, a mixture of sweat and leather, not a particularly 
pleasant mix. I forced my lips to kiss her foot before slipping my tongue between her 
toes, I didn't linger to long but started to rise up her legs. My lips and tongue tracing 
patterns on her skin.

As my tongue reached the ginger bush covering her pussy her hands grasped me by 
the hair and pulled me upwards, I staggered slightly but managed to regain my feet, 
"Not yet my Pet, first we must see you perform, dance for me." I looked into her eyes 
and saw that she was playing with me, she started to move my head in time with the 
music that was filtering into the room, then when she dropped her hands I carried on 
swaying to the beat. She grasped the lead that was dangling between my boobs and 
lead me towards one of the tables, she stepped on a chair then onto the table pulling 
me after her, once I was on the table she released the lead and stepped back down, 
she relaxed in her chair, watching me.

I allowed my body to feel the music, its rhythm joining with my heartbeat driving me 
onwards, I'd never been much of a dancer but I was determined to do my best to 
excite my mistress. I swayed one way then the other, I went up to full stretch then 
dropped down until my head was between my knees. Once I slipped my fingers under 
my knickers, to remove them, but a sharp "No" from my mistress stopped me.

She watched me for several minutes, her stare adding to my excitement then she 
called me to her, I flew off the table eager to be next to her. She stopped me with a 
gesture, right in front of her, she reached forward and grasped my knickers with her 
hands, "Beg me to strip you Pet, tell me how much you want to be naked with me."

I heard myself start to beg, pleading with her in a plaintive voice to remove my 
knickers, to bare my body to her gaze, I really wanted her to see me naked. She 
ripped my knickers down, releasing them at my knees and allowing them to fall to the 
floor. Her little finger crooked itself at me, drawing me to her, her hands making 
contact with my naked body again.

This time her fingers invaded my pussy, nothing gentle, just driving them to the limit 
into my hot, wet cunt. I gasped, my head flying back as her thumb hit my clit, her 
hand started to pound in and out, each time her fingers reached their limit her thumb 
hit my clit. I was ready for my orgasm before she started to do this but the feelings 
this punishment sent through my body were extraordinary, I didn't know whether it 
was wonderful or diabolical. All I knew was that I didn't want her to stop, I was 
begging her to continue, to finish me off, to realise the tension within me.

My orgasm when it came was magnificent, I'd never felt a sensation like it, the way 
the pressure in my body was released left me feeling drained, so weak that I sank 
down onto the floor before her.

As I regained control of my stressed body I saw her gently stroking her own pussy, 
watching as I dragged air into my trembling body. When I had completely calmed my 
breathing she stopped her own stroking and told me "I need a drink Pet, go and get 
me a bloody Mary from the bar."

Without thinking or hesitating I stood and walked towards the door, as I opened it I 
heard again the noise from all the other guests who were present. I glanced back and 
was met by the icy stare of my mistress. Naked and smelling of sex I walked into the 
bar, a passage way opened before me, the people stepping aside and smiling at me. I 
walked slowly through the crowd towards the bar, where a waiter was placing a drink 
onto a small, silver tray, as I reached the bar he said "Your bloody Mary, miss." I 
glanced sharply up at him and he smiled back at me and said, "Welcome to our club" 
my heart missed a beat, they all knew.

I carefully picked up the tray and turned back, taking my offering to my mistress for 
all to see.

She was waiting for me when I entered the room, I moved forward carefully balancing 
the drink, just knowing that to spill it would lead to me being punished, it was 
strange, here I was, a clever, successful woman, doing all these strange, perverted 
things. Believing that I would be punished in some violent, physical way, that I would 
not be able to avoid, without any real proof that this would happen. I wasn't thinking 
very clearly about it, I believed, that was enough for me.

My mistress had me kneel before her and after she had finished her drink I was 
allowed to satisfy her. I made love to a woman for the first time ever, doing 
everything I could to bring her to orgasm, all the things I knew I liked and some of 
the things I'd only ever dreamed about before.

I used my tongue on her lips, her clit, I circled and stroked with it, I probed her open 
cunt, my tongue like a miniature prick, I drank her flowing juices as if they were wine, 
then I went further, I plunged my tongue into her anus in an effort to please her. 
From the way she responded to it's invasion she obviously did enjoy it.

When, finally, she did orgasm her body went ridged, her legs clamping to the side of 
my head, locking me in place, making it difficult for me to breath. Her body nearly 
crushing me for my efforts.

As she relaxed, so did I. I was feeling so tired, emotionally and physically, I slumped 
there on the floor. I curled up, wanting to sleep, but, just before I dropped off, her 
voice whispered in my ear "I will see you again, my Pet."

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