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Captive & Punished
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By:
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Oruzgan
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Category:
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BDSM
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Date:
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Jun 29 2012, 11:57 pm
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The sting of the whip startles me – I’m quickly woken from the intoxication of the alcohol. Another lash rips across my ass… my ass cheeks clinch tight in pain; I bite down quickly noticing I’m gagged. My eyes begin to focus and I notice the full-size mirror I’m positioned in front of… startled at the site. My hands are stretched over head; wrists shackled in leather restraints suspended from a chain in the ceiling. I have a black latex mask on with a red ball-gag tightly fastened in my mouth. Before I could gain situational awareness, another strong lashing strikes my back… I moan in agony. I look in the mirror and notice I am stripped naked and my body is glistening in heavy oil from head to toe. My ankles are shackled and spread more than shoulder width apart by a black metal bar – what appears to be a bondage leg-spreader device.
I don’t know where I am. I catch a glimpse in the mirror of a female figure behind me clad in skin tight black latex, thigh-high latex boots, and yielding a black whip – I don’t have time to process before I notice her hand raised high in the air and another hard release of the whip across my ass. Uhhhhhhh! The sting is sharp. I try to glance back and briefly notice a beautiful woman wearing a black mask. I had obviously been fed a lot of alcohol, as I’m not in complete control of all my motor skills – although my senses seem very awake. I notice her move directly behind me with something black and shiny in her hand. She attaches it to something on the floor directly between my legs, but I can’t make it out. As I hear her flip a switch, I feel a strong immediate pressure on my anus… followed by slow and deliberate penetration… a dildo slides deep into my ass very easily as it is extremely well lubricated… it feels very smooth, thick and long. I hear the motor of an electrical device and feel the deep penetration in and out. It is difficult to make out the details in the dim red light, but finally see that she has attached a large black dildo to 3 foot bar which is connected to a machine between my legs. My ass was so well lubricated and oiled that it was actually dripping wet. I hear a whisper in my ear… “You are my slave, and I’m preparing you for your punishment to come… I want you to watch as I sexually violate you… you’ll enjoy it, I promise.” I was being mechanically violated… a continuous penetration that I cannot escape – pumping in and out of me. My moans grow louder under the ball-gag. I try to squirm and move out of the way of the long, thick, dildo pumping in and out of me, but am immobile in the restraints and leg spreader. Because of the slight angle of the dildo, I’m forced to perk my ass out to ensure a more comfortable and smooth penetration. I don’t have time to register everything that is happening, and am very confused. As my eyes roll back in my head from the constant penetration and pumping, they are quickly refocused as the whip’s lashes strike my upper thighs… working their way up to my ass. Lash after lash fall across my ass… my cheeks immediately clench in reaction to the whip, but are then instantly forced to spread with each rhythmic penetration of the thick dildo deep into my ass.
There is a pause from the flogging, as I watch the dominatrix slowly circle me; she astutely observes my mental and physical state. She stops behind me and flicks a switch that slowly retracts that thick dildo from ass… the slow, methodical pumping stops… as my body goes limp in the restraints you can hear the rustle of the chain restraints. She walks into my view and over to a table across the room; picks up a tube of lotion squirting generous amounts on to her black latex-clad hands. She then reaches down and begins to slowly, and very thoroughly strokes the large, black, veined strap-on dildo she is now wearing. My eyes widen as I realize what she’s preparing to do. It’s noticeably larger than what she had just been working me over with for the past 30 minutes… it is a very intimidating. My hands were still shackled and suspended overhead connected to a hanging chain in the ceiling – she unhooks my hands, quickly uncuffs them from one another and recuffs them behind my back. Once locked behind my back, she connects another chain to the wrist shackles and raises them behind me back up to the connection in the ceiling. I’m forced to bend at that waist – legs still immobilized by the leg spreader; arms confined and pulled up high behind me… ass now completely spread and vulnerable. I hear the heels of her boots as she walks across the red-lit room and turns up the dark, erotic music… very loud. Even if something could have been heard outside of the chamber, nothing will be heard now over the heart-thumping BDSM techno music… “Lords of Acid: Pain and Pleasure.” There was no slow introduction to her device this time… I felt the slick latex of her lubed gloves as she grabbed me firmly by the hips and plunged her strap-on deep inside of me… my head flung back with a deep moan as my back arched and uncontrollable drool dripped off of the ball-gag. She immediately began fucking me hard… harder than I could imagine possible. I realized crying for help would do no good. No one would hear me under the ball-gag, the music was loud, and we were obviously in some very secluded, hidden chamber designed to be sound-proof… designed for complete and utter privacy… designed for sexual punishment and discipline. I was going to be punished whether I liked it, or not (I was strangely enjoying it). As she continuously rammed her black strap-on into me, her pelvis would pound against my ass… my cheeks were well oiled and jiggled in the red light with each pounding. With each pump into my ass she reached high in the air and brought her hand down on to my ass cheek as hard as she could until my yelps were loud enough for her to hear over the pounding music. The anal punishment continues… I lose complete track of time and don’t know now much more I can handle… as I glimpse up looking for some type of relief, I notice a steel ass-hook with ball hanging on the wall next to her other punishment tools… what was next?
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