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"Nerdy Bondage" by DeXTrodiphen
   (c) Staci Tipsword 2008
   Restrained to the chair in an awkward fashion, she rests her head as far
back as she can without choking herself.  The collar he had placed around
her neck felt a bit tight, but she didn't mind.  She needed to be taught a
lesson, she needed to be punished.  Through the loop on the collar, he
threaded a CAT-5 networking cable.  It was the only pervertible item for
tying he had around.  The cable was tied to other cables of the same type,
and they all restrained her movement, and kept her tied to the chair.  Any
movement she made would make the whole contraption tighter, so she was soon
taught to not move.
   The cables tied around her are the only thing she is wearing, other than
her square black framed glasses.
   He fashioned a leg spreader out of a PC case lying between her feet,
tying her ankles to opposite sides of the case.  The final touches to make
it all complete were the two IDE cables, one bunched up and shoved into her
mouth as a gag, the other across her eyes as a blindfold.  She managed a
muffled sound of worry, but he paid no attention.
   Inspecting his handiwork, he smiled a bit and proceeded to get a USB
cable.  Lightly at first, he whipped her with the end of it.  Of course,
she wasn't expecting it, so she jumped a bit, making the cables around her
a bit tighter.  He loved seeing her squirm under his power, so he whipped
harder.  With each hit, she whimpered a tiny squeal.  Soon he could tell
that he was making bright red marks on her very light skin, much to his
delight.
   Soon he got bored with this torture, and decided to move on.  He could
tell that she sighed a breath of relief when she realized that he was done
whipping her.  He snuck up behind her, and said in her ear "Don't get too
comfortable." Once again, she jumped, which made the restraints that much
more tight.
   Getting in front of her, he once again admired the beautiful work of
nerdy bondage art he had created.  Silently, he took a picture of her in
this posture.  He wanted the memories of this event to last forever.  He
actually did it!  For once he took control and made his deepest darkest
fantasy come to life.  He'd be a fool to not keep some sort of record of
his time spent here.
   He decided to work a bit of pleasure next.  Kneeling down, he licked a
trail from her knee to her thigh.  She shuddered, and seemed to relax. 
Moving his tongue over to her pussy, he licked long strokes which made her
struggle at the restraints to help him along, while she only succeeded in
tightening what kept her to the chair.  Increasing his frequency, he
decided to add a few fingers into the mix, inserting them into her,
thrusting deeply.  Soon he could tell she was about to orgasm, she was
breathing raggedly and fast.  He immediately stopped everything, and just
got up and stood back.  She muffled a few moans and struggled, trying to
get him to make her come.  He went to her ear and said "You're not getting
off that easy."
   Another muffled moan escaped from the makeshift gag, and he decided to
be more evil again.  Getting out a box cutter, he took off her blindfold.
He showed her the box cutter, and extended the blade.  Her eyes got wide
and fear took over.  She screamed, not completely loud, but he was afraid
people in the hall outside might hear, so he shoved her gag in more, then
blindfolded her again.  Of course, he didn't want to actually cut her and
hurt her, so he put away the box cutter and instead got out a dull ordinary
butter knife he had brought with him to make his lunch.  He dragged the
blade of the butter knife across her skin, and she whimpered.  He said
"Don't move too much.  You don't want me to get you too deep, do you?" She
shook her head and tried to remain completely still.  She still didn't
realize that he switched out the box cutter for the butter knife.  He used
this to his advantage as he pretended to slash her with it, and telling her
words he was carving into her, such as "SLUT".  He could tell that she was
starting to cry and shake badly, so he decided to stop this fun activity.
He removed her blindfold, and showed her that not only was she all right,
but that he had switched blades.  She almost cried with relief and muffled
a "thank you".  Replacing the blindfold across her eyes, he undid his pants
and got in front of her again.  All this excitement had made him so hard,
he had to have his release.  Thrusting violently into her, she shrieked
from the sudden shock, but soon relaxed.  He fucked her more roughly than
he had ever fucked any woman in his life.  Knowing she could do nothing
about it made it that much better.  He sharply bit one of her nipples,
while he pinched the other one, and she released another shriek, this time
more out of pleasure.  With his other hand he rubbed her clit as he slammed
into her, hitting the right spot with each thrust.  First he came, crashing
waves into her.  He continued rubbing her off to orgasm, actually letting
her finish this time.  She came as well, long and hard.  Moans and sighs
filled the air, and then there was a striking silence.  Redoing his pants,
he let her out of her restraints.  He turned to leave, when she asked
"Where did you put my clothes?"
   "In my backpack" he replied, with his backpack on his back.  And with
that, he walked out, knowing that he took her clothes with him, and that
she would have to walk through the halls of the school completely naked.
  
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