   
Author: Foxbat
Title: Video Store Fun
Summary: Two teenagers working in the local video store are savaged by an 
impulsive sadist who enjoys fucking and torturing them
Keywords: Mmf nc electro





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Video Store Fun   by Foxbat








	I knew she would like it when I first saw her.  She had that look which said, "I really want you to tie me up, torture me, fuck me, and then discard me when you're done."  She may not have been particularly aware of this look, and I noted, as I looked down at the girl bound to the desk in front of me screaming (well, gargling really) in pain, she still wasn't aware of it.  Whether or not she wanted me to, though, was quite immaterial.  I was having the best time I've had in a while.

   ***

   I'd seen her when I returned a movie the other day.  It was not your typical blockbuster store, but the older local kind of store that was really an electronics repair shop first, with an annex off to the side which held shelves of videos and a small curtained off closet really which held what few adult videos they had.  Most of their business was in fixing TVs and VCRs, stuff like that.  The girl at the register caught my eye as walked towards the counter to return the movie.  She looked to be in her mid teens, with cute brownish hair, pert breasts and a delicious ass which virtually begged me to slap it.  Her face was cute - she didn't look particularly intelligent or overly beautiful though.  I made eye contact with her as I placed my video on the desk, and turned to leave.  I looked back over my shoulder to see her eyes wide as she looked at the copy of Naked Sex Slaves Part III:  Suzi's Assventure on Bondage Island which I'd left on the desk.  Her eyes flashed up to me in shock as I walked out.  I winked and blew her a kiss.  We'd be seeing each other again, I knew.

   It took a couple days to get the time to prepare, and to make sure that my playtime wouldn't be interrupted.  It appeared that the most auspicious time would be a Wednesday afternoon when business was slow, and the only other occupant of the store was the high-school kid who worked part time fixing stuff.  

   Big Bag o' Fun in hand, I arrived at precisely 3:30 on the next Wednesday for my date with Perkytits.  With great anticipation, I closed the door behind me, flipped the open sign to closed, and dropped the bag.  Right next to the door was the fire-extinguisher, which I removed from its holding bracket.  When I turned back towards the front, Perks was already out from behind the counter, approaching me.  

   "Sir, you can't touch," she managed to say before I sprayed her in the face.  She went down, coughing, face covered in white foam.  I cuffed her on the back of the head, rendering her unconscious.  Dragging her by her cute little pony tail with one hand towards the back of the shop, and still carrying the extinguisher from the top with the other, we ran into the other kid, who was just walking out of the back room.  Before he could react to the situation before him, I swung the extinguish squarely into his nads, and watched him fall to the floor howling in a high-pitched voice, clutching his crotch.  Man, this was going to be fun.

   Leaving my new toys on the floor behind the counter, I went back to the front of the store and closed the blinds over the front window.  Proceeding to the back room, I found the small TV monitor which showed the view from the security cameras.  I stopped its VCR and replaced the tape in it with Suzi's Assventure.  

   With all that set, I turned my attention to the toys.  I decided to start with Perky, and if the nerd regained consciousness while I was still interested, I might have a little fun with him too.  To keep him from getting involved before his turn, I made judicious use of a baggie of zip ties I found on the back room counter, I locked his hands and ankles together.  Rolling him onto his back, I used a few more to lock ties which held his hands to those which held his ankles.

    I removed the long sleeve shirt Perks was wearing, and used it to wipe most of the foam off her face.  She would probably have a nasty headache when she woke up - being knocked unconscious generally does that.  Wanting her to focus on my throbbing head instead of her own, I stuffed a few Excedrin into her mouth and stroked her throat until she swallowed them.

   I yanked off her skirt, and peeled off the panties I found underneath.  Laying the girl on the sales counter, I examined her furry crotch.  I much preferred my women hairless, and I intended to fix this.  I pulled a roll of duct tape from my bag, and proceeded to run strips of tape from the top of her bush between her legs and up her ass-crack, being sure to press the tape in so I wouldn't miss anything.  When I was done, she looked like she was wearing some bizarre silver diaper.  She was starting to stir at this point, so I quickly rotated her so that her body ran the length of the counter.  Using some rope, I tied her hands to the cash-register which was bolted down to the counter.  Her legs hung over the sides of the counter - there was nothing good to tie them to.  So I grabbed two large boom-boxes off the shelves, and tied one to each ankle.  They were heavy enough that I doubted she would be able to lift her legs with them attached.

   An O-gag completed the ensemble, holding her mouth open invitingly.  With that, I hauled out my trout, and started rubbing it over her face as her eyes fluttered and she slowly regained consciousness.  I lost my pants, and hopped up on the counter.  Looking down, I saw my penis lying across her young face, as her eyes flashed left to right and she tried to move her limbs.  Just as her mind succeeded in assimilating the evidence of her surroundings into a coherent picture of what was happening to her, I stuffed my cock into her mouth through the O-gag, turning her scream into a choked gurgle.  I pushed my cock deeper, watchings as she gagged and tried to pull her head back against the counter.  I pulled out only long enough for her to get a breath before ramming back into her throat.

   "I'm going to take it out now, but if I here one sound out of you, I'll find somewhere else good to stuff it," I instructed the girl.  Slowly, I withdrew my cock, and watched as her chest heaved for a few seconds, as the desire for air competed with her desire to throw up.

   Her tear filled eyes made contact with mine, and she nodded.  I leaned down to whisper in her ear.  

   "If you make one sound, I'll fuck you with a baseball bat."  Her eyes went wide.  "Understand me, honey?"  She nodded.  

   Smiling, I reached down to the duct tape which covered her crotch, and started peeling it slowly from one corner.  I watched as the hairs which had covered her mons now covered the tape.  Perk's eyes were squeezed shut, and she whimpered softly.  I gave the tape a swift tug, and she yipped in sudden pain before regaining control.

   "Careful.... one more of those and you'll be in a lot more pain."  I reached into the bag and pulled out a Louisville slugger, resting in on the counter next to her head, in her view.  Returning to the tape, I peeled the rest off slow, watching as her cunt lips were pulled taut before the adhesive released its grip on her flesh.  Although she whimpered again when I pulled the tape from her ass-crack she remained admirably quiet.  What a shame - I was sort of looking forward to seeing how she'd take the bat.

   I was just contemplating how I should enjoy her next, when I hear shuffling noises from the back room.  I stuck my head in to see the nerd trying to work his away across the floor.

   "Oh no you don't."  

   I grabbed him by the back of his shirt and dragged him back into the main room, making sure to bang him against the door frame and every other large object we passed.  He started screaming bloody murder, shouting for help, the usual.  Dropping him in a pile again, I grabbed the duct tape and sealed his mouth, and most of his face, leaving him blind and mute.

   Turning to my plaything on the counter, I lifted the boomboxes onto the counter, so her feet were stretched out together instead of apart.  This allowed me to turn her onto her side.  I grabbed a handful of her hair, and tied a length of rope into it, and reached into my bag for a J-shaped metal hook I'd picked up at home depot the other day.  The tip was rounded gently, and it was relatively thin metal tubing, but the bend was maybe 4 inches across, with a metal eye at the top.  Spreading her cheeks, I spat on the girl's anus, and worked the hook in.  When I was satisfied that it was seated well, I threaded the rope from her hair through the eye, and pulled, forcing her to arch her back and rock her head back to alleviate the pressure on her asshole.  When I was satisfied she couldn't bend any more, I tied the rope off.  Using my pocket knife, I cut the rope holding her to the cash register and to the boomboxes.  Picking her up gently off the counter, I lay her on the floor on her stomach, next to the terrified struggling boy.  She had to force her ass into the air and arch her back painfully to prevent the hook from pulling even more painfully on her anus, and I watched her struggle to arch her back and raise her ass with her hands.  Dropping the knife on the floor in front of her, I ordered her to strip the nerd.

   She tried to reach out with one hand for the knife, but the lost support was too much for the other arm, and she shrieked as it gave way, and she lost balance, toppling onto her side.  I leaned down and told her that if she couldn't get all his clothes off in 5 minutes, I'd tattoo her face.


   Six minutes later, the nerd still had his boxers and the vestiges of his shirt on, bloody from where she'd panicked and slipped with the knife.  I looked down at her head, clamped between my thighs.  I'd pulled her into a kneeling position, facing away from me, but I'd left the hook in her ass, so her head was pulled back and she was looking up at the ceiling, her breasts pointing out invitingly.  Tattooing pen in hand, I looked down at my canvas, imagining what should adorn her cute face.  As I approached her face with the pen, she started shrieking in total panic.  Stopping only long enough to stuff her panties in and apply a healthy layer of duct tape over the O-gag, I began my artistry.  She continued screaming as best she could behind the gag, and I felt her free hands clutching my ankles with a white knuckled grip.  The hook tied to hair prevented her from being able to move her head, and what little mobility that was left was defeated by my thighs.

   When I was done, I reached under my legs and untied her hair from the hook.  Exhausted from 15 minutes of frenzied screaming and panic, she flopped forward and passed out.

  I looked down at her face.  It was original.  The words "INSERT COCK HERE" were emblazoned across her forehead, and a dark arrow ran down her nose, pointing towards her mouth.  It was, I thought, one of my finer works.

   I removed the last rags from the nerd, and pulled a large oaken board from my bag.  It was about 4 feet long, maybe 8 inches wide.  Four large holes were spaced out along its length, and it had been cut lengthwise and hinged at one end.  Opening the stock, I arranged the unconscious girl onto her knees, resting her ankles in the two outermost holes.  Reaching between her legs, I pulled her hands back, resting a wrist in each of the middle holes.  When I closed the top, all four of her extremities were immobilized in the stock, forcing her legs spread open, her ass in the air and her face down.  

   I lined her up so that her face was resting in the kid's crotch, and waved some smelling salts in her face until she regained consciousness.  I explained the rules to this next game:  if she could make Nerd come before I came, then I would torture him next instead of her.  If however, I came first, then she'd be the subject of the next round.  I peeled the tape off her face, and fished the panties out from her mouth, leaving the O-gag on.  With that, I walked around behind her and spread her ass cheeks.  I could see her asshole was still somewhat stretched out from the abuse of the hook, so I decided to start with it.  Smearing some lube over my cock, I lined up.  I slowly pushed inch after inch into her abused butt, and watched as she, deprived of her hands, tried in a state of panic to get Nerd's soft cock into her mouth.  I took a few strokes, and enjoyed the feeling of tight hot ass wrapped around my member.  Pulling out, I watched as her anus remained gaping open, as if it didn't know my cock was gone.  I slammed back into her, thrusting viciously for a few minutes, loving the feel of her unresisting back passage.

   When I felt like I was close to coming, I decided to check up on her progress.  She'd managed to get him semi-hard and was bobbing her head up and down on his shaft as best she could.  I decided I had time to enjoy her cunt.

   I let my dick plop out of her ass, as I sent a finger probing into her soft folds.  She was not wet, but I let my fingers run over her labia, as my thumb lazily circled her clit.  In a few seconds, I could feel her body responding to the stimulation, betraying her.  When I pushed my thumb into her hole, it went in gently.  I flexed my digit inside her twat, enjoying the warmth before I pulled out and slid my cock into her.

   Her pussy was definitely not a disappointment and I watched my dick disappear into her hole, her abused anus still winking up at me.  When I'd bottomed out in her, I started thrusting slowly, teasingly, letting her body get used to my cock.  I wanted her to feel ashamed that she liked getting fucked by me.  I watched her head still going up and down as the Nerd's now hard member penetrated her mouth through the gag.  Using my hand on her ass, I sank my thumb into her asshole as I increased my thrusting, sawing in and out and in and out of her slick pussy.  I could feel her grasping my cock as the sensation built in my balls.  With a few last thrusts, I held my cock deep in her pussy as I dumped my spunk in her love hole.

   Pulling out, I walked around to check her progress, my glistening dick bobbing in front of me.  I could see panic in her eyes when I knelt down, but she kept sucking on his dick in vain hope.  Reaching down, I held out my hand with two fingers extended in front of her face.  Without saying a word, I pushed both fingers up the Nerd's ass as he shrieked, and pressed forward with them, stimulating his prostate, and inducing him to come in Perky's cute mouth.  She choked on the unexpected cum, as a short lived look of relief crossed her face.

   "And now, its time for some more fun...."  

   The look of panic returned.  After replacing the O-gag with a large penis gag, I tied her down to the desk again.  Looking over the various sound systems on the shelf, I selected a nice Hi-Fi setup.  The bound girl on the desk watched with apprehension as I brought it over and carefully removed the back from one of the large speakers.  Pulling out a wad of tangled wires, I eventually found the two I wanted.  I'd read about this form of electro torture being used in South America, but I thought I'd give it a try myself.  I took one of the leads which drives the main speaker, and extended it with some wire I found in the back room.  Stripping the end of the wire, I wrapped it around the blade of the metal kitchen knife Perks had been using to eat her lunch and wrapped it in electrical tape, leaving the 4 inch metal handle exposed.  After lubricating it with the cum dripping out of her sodden cunt, I inserted the metal handle of the knife into her abused rectum.

   I used the extra wire to add another lead to the wire going to her ass, and to split the other wire into two leads, and I attached a few alligator clips I found lying around to the ends.  Her face was beautiful - her eyes were squeezed shut, as if closing her eyes would somehow block the immanent pain from reaching her, as I bent down and gently tweaked and suckled her breasts.  When I'd made her cute perky nipples stand out, I placed the alligator clips over them, and gently and slowly released them.  I could hear her whining behind the gag, and the volume increased as I let go of the clips.  The last clip, though, was for somewhere more sensitive.  I reached down to her tortured pussy, and let my index finger circle her clit.  I could tell she knew what was going to happen because as soon as I touched it, she went stiff as a board.  I decided that things were going to be painful enough for her, so I gently applied the clip to her clitoral hood, being careful to release the pressure slowly.  I could hear her screaming bloody murder behind the gag anyway.  

   With her all wired up, the fun could start.  Consulting the Bag o' Fun, I selected a nice CD (Rossini, if you must know, because he alternates between very soft gentle music, and violent loud parts), and popped it the tray, turning the volume all the way down.  I'd tied Perks so that her cunt was right at the correct height for fucking, and I decided to avail myself of the opportunity.  Turning the volume up only slightly for a little stimulation, I pressed my now hard member into her pussy, letting the cum from our previous fucking ease my way.  I was still wearing my shoes (which had rubber soles), so I felt none of the effects of the electricity, but I could tell she did.  Since I'd left the other speaker working, the wonderful strains of the Barber of Seville were floating through the shop, and every time the music would get audible, I could see her squirming.  According to what I'd read, at this level, she would feel a pleasant tingling sensation in her ass, and on her clit and nipples.  I watched my penis disappearing into her hairless snatch, and watched the expression on her face as I thrust into her warmness gently.  I could see her inhaling when I pushed into her pink twat, and exhaling as if my cock were pushing her breath in and out.  I could imagine that the fucking was a hard sensation to ignore, and it was clear from her face that she was enjoying it, at least to some degree.  

   I turned the volume up slightly with one hand, and I caressed her pussy lips with the other.  I heard the CD click over to the next track, so I backed it up and looped it on the first track.  I didn't want things to get too exciting too fast.  At this volume level, the remaining speaker was playing a litte more loudly, but still fairly softly.  You could just barely hear the softer parts of the music.  The tingling sensation would be much stronger, becoming almost a slight burning when the music was loudest.  I pulled my cock out of the squirming girl tied down in front of my, and watched her pussy remain open for a second before I shoved back in and bottomed out.  I held my dick all the way in her, and I could feel her body tensing around my penis, as she neared orgasm.  Resuming my rhythmic fucking, I placed a Rammstein tape cassette into the tape slot on the system, and waited with my finger on the button.  I felt the girl under me trip into orgasm, as my cock rammed in and out of her battered cunt.  Her pussy went tight, and her breathing became frantic as orgasm rocked her.  I hit play on the Rammstein and cranked the volume.

   The music was now quite loud, and the effect was quite shocking, so to speak.  Perky was writhing in pleasure/pain on the table, thrashing against her bonds.  It must have felt like the sun was buried in her crotch and licking her nipples, as the electricity from the Hi-Fi system raced through her young body.  I watched for a few moments, before I withdrew the knife from her ass, and forced my cock in slowly instead.  Her entire body was convulsing in the throws of ecstasy as my cock invaded her tight asshole.  I could feel her ass gripping and releasing my cock, and when I had buried my entire tool inside her, I couldn't hold back.  I came as she bucked on the table, tortured by the intense pleasure of orgasm, and probably more by the intense pain of the shocks and of my cock in her ass.

   When I withdrew, I powered off the system, and the girl flopped down on the desk.  I checked to make sure she was still alive, and let her be for the moment.  I wanted to let the Nerd see how much fun this could be.  The other speaker came apart, and I wired him up similarly.  One terminal consisted of Perky's lunch fork stuck up his ass, handle first.  For the other terminal, I stripped about 2 feet of wire, and wrapped it in circles around the top of his scrotum for a few turns, before encircling each of his testicles.  The remainder of the wire I wound around the length of his penis.

   When I was done, I examined Perky again.  She was unconscious on the desk, a portrait of angelic beauty.  My spunk oozed out of her ass now as well as her pussy, congealing into a puddle on the desk under her cute bottom.  I leaned down over her gagged and tattooed face, kissing her forehead as she slowly stirred back to consciousness.  When I was happy that she was with it enough to understand what was going on, I set up an alarm clock on the desk next to her.  I set it to go off every 10 minutes.  Next, I grabbed a microphone off the shelves, and set it next to the alarm clock, plugging into the stereo.  I turned up the volume.  

   Taking my music, I gave her one last kiss on the face as I walked out, feeling her twitch as the microphone picked up the noise and converted it into tingling.  I packed up and walked out of the shop smiling - the both of them were going to have a long night if no one found them until the morning.





the end



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Musings:


Yeah, so its been forever since I managed to write a full story.  I had 
several false starts, which I may put up for the hell of it.  I haven't 
given up on Subordinate and My Megan (I will finish them one day).  Many 
thanks to those who have written with encouragement :)  It definitely does 
make a difference.

A busy life is not conducive to writing, but it fills a void in my life.  I 
think some day I would like to maybe move some of the bondage from the 
storyland into reality.  By someday, I of course mean now.  Its not easy 
though.... hard to tell who's interested and who's not until way too late in 
the dating cycle though.

As always, I love getting email - let me know if you loved the above, or 
hated it even; I'm always curious what people think.  And feel free to 
respond to my musings - You are the only audience for this part of me, and 
its nice when people write back.

Fox
