THE CHAIR [r]

    [Shit , my head hurts, hell of a party. Where the hell am I anyway? Damn its dark. This chair sucks, my ass is sore and my back hurts, got to get comfortable. What the hell I’m tied here! Tied and blindfolded and naked, oh shit.] 
    I watch as she comes to and discovers that she is not where she expected to be. Then it gets good as she realizes that she is bound and naked. She struggles for her freedom without noticing that I am watching, not surprising as she is blindfolded and has her ears filled with wax. I have her tied in a wooden chair that I built, she is slouched so her pussy and asshole are close enough to the front of the seat to allow me to fuck her in either as I wish. Her legs are tied at the knees to the arms of the chair and her feet are tied back out of the way. She is mine to do with as I please and I will use her. 
    [I wish I could see. Its too quiet too, my ears feel funny, maybe I’ve got earplugs in or something. I try to talk and my voice sounds strangely muffled and far away. I beg for someone to answer and I demand to be released but it seems that I am alone. I test my bonds and find that whoever tied me was good, I can find no slack and I am truly stuck. I feel a gentle movement of air over my body and yes I am naked. My pussy is out in front of me for all to see and I fear that my position does not bode well for me. Who would do this to me? I rack my brain trying to think but come up empty. The few boyfriends I have had all parted as friends and I have no enemies that I know of, so who? I feel a different movement in the air and sense that I am not alone after all. I once again ask for my freedom or for any response but once again there is nothing. I wait in the darkness.]
   She does the question thing and then demands to be released. I sit and watch as she tries to free herself. She seems to feel my presence and once more begs for someone to answer her. I allow her sit and wonder. My cock grows hard and I find myself wanting to just take her but I force myself to wait. My need will feed off her fear and I will add pain and terror before I do use her
We will be wonderful together when we are at last joined. The pain starts as I slash her exposed cunt with a riding whip and her scream of agony is music to my ears. The whip cuts her cunt several times before I move it’s attentions to her large firm breasts. Her voice has cracked from the strength of her cries and the impact on the whip on her ass bud drives her screams to the extreme upper registers. I strike her all over but the soles of her feet seem to hurt her as badly as anything. She is reduced to whimpers and small mews of pain before my arm tires and I thke a break.
    [ The pain explodes as my pussy is bathed in fire. I am being whipped. The first slash hits me without warning and is followed by many more. I lose control of my body as it tries to evade the agony but I am tied too tight so all I can do is scream but even that soon is not possible. I make small animal noises as the whip lashes over my body. I am being whipped to death and I can only endure. After an eternity the hitting stops leaving me gasping and raw. My body must be cut to shreds but I cannot feel any blood running over my skin so perhaps it is not as bad as I fear even though I know that the damage has to be severe.]
      She is quite pretty with all the red whip marks crossing her body. I squirt a handful of lubricant on my hand and the first time I touch her is to spread it on and in her cunt and asshole. She cringes away from my touch as I work it into her. I step back and enjoy the view. Her fine body is secured as my play toy, she is covered with the marks of the whip, and her holes both glisten with lube. She is ready for me but I have one more thing to do first.
    [ I sit in pain and wait as I am left alone once more. I just know that he is still there and that he is watching. A hand, covered with grease grabs my crotch and rough fingers force the grease into my  holes. He rubs the stuff all over my pussy and butt and makes sure that there is plenty of it inside of me. Now comes the rape.  I steel myself for the touch of his prick. He cannot wait for long. He has warmed me up and now must take me. But he does wait. Once more I wait in the dark and the silence for whatever he plans. The touch comes but it is not his prick that touches me. Cold sharp steel brushes my flesh. He has a knife, a big knife. He toys with it and me, shaving some of my pubic hair. The point traces over my breasts and across my throat. It returns to my crotch as he slowly rapes me with it. I freeze as I wait for the razor edge to slice my most private parts open. Somehow he manages to penetrate me without cutting. The next think I know he is forcing the blade into my mouth and I taste the grease mixed with my fear sweat and my pussy juice. The cold steel point once again moves over my body, this time however it leaves a cut and I feel my blood leaking. The red line traces over my throat