BDSM Library - Story: Natalie, Chapter: Part 3

Natalie Part 3

“Shopping always makes me feel good. Prada, Gucci, Manolos, DG, so manyexpensive brands to choose from, what’s a poor college girl to do? Well one solution would be to work hardand save up as much as I could to buy one special pair of shoes or onebag. But why should I do that whenI can get what I want without having to do a bit of work. Well ok, yes I do have to expend someeffort, but I wouldn’t call blackmailing a hormone-driven hard-on with a bodyattached to it work. No, that’s pureenjoyment!” Natalie was thinking all these thoughts to herself as they perusedBergdorf’s. Every now and then shewould give her roommate a knowing look, and they would both smile and laugh,reviling in the power they had over weak-willed, spaghetti-kneed, spineless,undisciplined, jerky boys.

“How many gulps do you think he has had?”

“I don’t know, but whatever it is, its not enough!” herAsian cheerleader roommate shot back, and both girls cracked up.

Men were plaything to these beauties. They could find a weakness in almostany man they ever met and exploit it for their gain. As a matter of fact, at this very moment, one of thosewalking hard-ons was back in their apartment, tied down to a gurney, ass in theair, trying with all his might to keep a full gallon of cramp inducing, hotsoapy water from leaking out of his ass, and via tube, into his gaggedmouth. She could have sworn sheheard him gag and swallow three times already. She had her phone in her purse, it was on speaker so shecould hear every little noise he made. His moaning and crying brought peals of laughter from both of the girls.

“That will be $875.25,” the cashier sweetly intoned, sensingthat these girls were out shopping on someone else’s dime. “Usually those older guys like to bewith the girls when they shop… she must have this one wrapped around herfinger, but good,” she mused to herself as Natalie handed over a platinum MBNAVisa card to her. Of course it washis credit card. Natalie sure ashell was not going to pay over $800 for a pair of shoes that she will in alllikelihood only wear once or twice. Natalie had already gone through his $500 ATM limit on a dress and somemakeup. Now she was maxingout each and every credit card he had. She was going to put him deep into debt, so deep that he would never beable to get himself out from under it!

Oh she loved the feeling of power, the power she had overhim just coursed through her veins. If he so much as made a peep or worse, failed to pay down these cards bynext weekend so she could shop the new Fall sales, she would make sure his lifewas ruined. And the best part was,he had no idea that he was already in way over his head. She would be sure to tell him, in themost emasculating and degrading of circumstances. The best way to break someone was to toy with them, untilthey realize that there is nothing that they can do to escape.

“Once he realizes how futile his situation is, he wont everfight back, and I will have another perfect pet!” she was hot between her thighs as the charge card machinesang out another expensive sale, another weight added to his mountain ofdebt.

“God, I can’t wait to show him all the receipts. Let him addup in his head how much we have spent, and then stuff the bits of paper intohis mouth, one at a time, and make him swallow them!” Natalie said aloud to herroommate, her eyes alight at the prospect of further humiliation. The sexy, intuitive sales girl lookedup for a second, smiled and thought, “Oh, he’s one of those kinds, how luckythese girls are!”

“I am going to cover them in hot sauce first and then whenhe is chewing them, I swear to god, I am going to hold his nose shut and slaphis pig-face over and over until he swallows. I love making losers eat the receipts, it better thankicking them in the balls…”

“Weeeeellllll, ALMOST!!!” both girls said in unison anddoubled over laughing.

“To be honest, I kind of wish he was here… We need someoneto carry our bags!” Natalie said, still laughing.

“I don’t mean to interrupt, but I know the kind of guy youare looking for.” It was the young salesgirl. Natalie and her roommate listened intently, they knew thatthese salesgirls were sort of like the concierges at great hotels. They know everything and having one onyour side could be a major asset. “See the older gentleman over in the shoesection? The one sitting down,pretending to read while he indulges the view? Maybe he would like to lend you a hand?” Oh yes, Natalie saw this lecherous,disgusting old pervert when they walked in. At the time she was wondering who on earth would be withsuch a sickly, slimy creep, but now it was clear. He might be well dressed and trying to look the part, butNatalie had radar for men like him. He was on his own and he was enjoying himself a little too much. She could see the bulge in his trousersalready.

“Oh, you are going to pay dearly for your transgressions,each and every one,” she whispered to herself as her eyes narrowed. Her chest heaved with the thoughts ofbreaking another jellyfish-spined loser. Her long legs and deadly curves were too much for the weaker sex. And her roommate was just as deadly. They might look sweet and naïve, butboth women were skilled at manipulating, controlling and smashing the egos ofwell-healed “gentlemen.” Her Asiancohort made an audible “Tsk” and both girls sauntered over, their sexy walkbelaying their true intentions. The poor old man never had a chance.

He didn’t see them coming. Natalie sat right next to him, and when he looked overstartled, she smiled, and then pointed to her feet, which were resting on asalesman’s shoe stool.

“Massage,” was all she said. He blinked and his mouth fell open a little bit.

“Are you deaf? Massage my feet, I’ve been walking on them all day. Get off this chair and get down on yourknees and put yourself to good use.” Her expression didn’t change. He couldn’t look away from her eyes. But when he did, her chest, her tiny waist, and her long,tanned legs made his entire body, except for one area in particular, gocompletely limp. She held his gazeuntil he snapped out it, and without a word, he got down in front of her,removed her Italian leather heels and as if in a dream, ran his hands over herfeet. He let out an audible moanand began massage her feet in earnest. The tent in his pants was clearly visible to both girls, however theycompletely ignored it for now.

Her roommate stood next to him, her arms crossed and spokedown to the little man, “After you are done with her, mine need attention.” Helooked up, still trying to take in the situation to which he now found himselfapart.

The two girls chatted, not paying a bit of attention to thefoot freak as he worked over their feet, knowing this would only drive on himfurther, his lust going from simmer to boil. They attracted the attention of another sales girl who couldliterally smell an easy sale, and before he knew what was happening, the AsianPrincess was trying on a pair of $700 knee high boots which he was alreadyagreeing to pay for. She lookedamazing. She was wearing shortsthat hugged every curve of her perfect ass, and her tight tank top let him knowshe meant business. “You bettermake more than I can spend” was emblazoned across her chest, and when shesnapped her fingers, he instinctively reached for his wallet and she took it,giving it to the sales girl who was more than happy to ring it up.

“Good boy,” the Asian beauty praised him, the stiffie in hispants now throbbing with every heartbeat. Who were these girls? Sheraised her boot and pressed the heel against his face.

“Lick!” she commanded him. He came without even touching himself, and while stillpulsing into his trousers, the two girls giggled, got out of their chairs andpointed to their bags.

“Carry those and follow us to the car, and be a dear andstay a few steps behind us. Wedon’t want anyone here to think were with you… Loser!” Natalie arched her back,her chest, magnificent and perfect, put her LaPerla bra to the test. The poor old man was ensnared. Even though he had just filled hispants with millions of swimming sperm, he could already feel his tension risingagain. Both girls handed the oldpervert their bags and further belittled the utterly helpless man at theirfeet.

“We know what you were doing here, and don’t think thatpaying for a pair of boots is going to get you off the hook. We could have you banned form thisstore, you vile pathetic excuse for a man,” the Asian Goddess reminded him.

“And since I didn’t get any thing out of you except for afoot massage I am going to be the one that passes your sentence. Come on, baldy, we don’t have any moretime to waste on you.” Natalie finished as the girls trotted off leaving themall urchin to hastily scamper behind them.

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Although he could hear everything, the pain in his abdomenwas blotting out any coherence of the girls shopping trip. He was sweating, the entire gurney wascovered in his perspiration. Hehad no idea how long he had been there. Time had lost its meaning, only pain continued, coming in waves, makinghim groan and whimper. He couldhear them laughing and talking, ringing up charges. Periodically Natalie would yell down into her purse and givehim a running total of what he was spending. He lost count at $3,000. He was miserable. He would pay anything for the girls to get home and release him fromthis contraption. Oh god… oh god,the pain… he could feel his insides churning, his muscles contracting, and knewanother gulp of nasty ass water was coming down the tube, oh Jesus, his mouthwas already full, he had to swallow. He gagged and gulped it down, praying to whoever was listening to sethim free. It was then that heheard a man scream and the car doors shut. Then clearly,

“Yea, kicking a guy in the balls is definitely still morefun than shopping,” then howls of laugher. Natalie and her roommate were having the time of theirlives. As the car engine revvedand the static and distortion played down through the phone, he began to cry withrelief, hoping they would come straight home and show him mercy.

He heard a lock turn and the sound of keys.

“We’re hommeeee! Did you miss us,” the girls called out from the living room, their heelsclicking on the tile floor down the long hallway approaching him. He was frantic, his guts were boilingagain and he knew that unless he was let out soon another foul mouthful wouldbe on its way.

“Aww look, he’s right where we left him, such a good boy!”the Asian princess reached out and poked his belly. “And he still looks full, I don’t know whether we should lethim out.” His eyes were bulgingand he struggled to show his suffering was unbearable. He wouldn’t be able to take another 5minutes, he just couldn’t. “I knowthat ‘The Devil Wears Prada’ is playing down the street, why don’t we let ourpuppy suffer a few more hours, I don’t think he has learned his lesson!” shewalked around his bound body and kneeled down, looking him straight in theeyes.

“Hmmm….” Natalie set her bags down and stood over him. She looked down into his puppy dog eyesand smiled. “Well, I don’t know. He has been so good. Hespent so much on us today! And youknow, he still has his punishment enema coming to him. Lets let him decide.” She sat down in the chair in front ofhim and held his chin. “What doyou think? Would you rather us goto the movies and leave you here, or would you rather take a break and thenallow us to give you a punishment enema while we try on all the things youbought for us today. Wouldn’t youlike that? To see us in our newoutfits while you endure your punishment?”

He would do anything, he had to get out of this, his insideswere tearing him apart. Maybe hecould even try to talk his way out of it or sneak off after he relieved himself. He knew they couldn’t keep him againsthis will.

“Bang your head on the table, once for Yes and twice forNo.”

He raised his head as much as his restraints would allow andmade a huge thud on the table. Both girls clapped and cheered. Before he could think, the Asian Princess punched his stomach, and infront of both of the most beautiful women he had ever seen, he had to gulp downone more mouthful of his insides.

The girls laughed harder, Natalie covering her mouth, “Ohthat was so gross! He is such adisgusting pig,” and she held his hood and then slapped his face withvenom. “PIG!” she yelled down athim and viciously slapped him again. And Again. He was in hell.

As the girls began to undue his straps, he felt relief washover him. Natalie left the room asthe Asian beauty helped him off the table and led him to the bathroom. She roughly kicked him in the ass andshut the door behind him.

“Make sure to flush a lot, we don’t want your stink in ourapartment, got it Loser?”

He was free. Yes he was in the bathroom, his insides spewing out of his ass, but hewas free. His clothes were nothere, but he didn’t care, he would run back to his apartment in the blue gownand then call the police if he had to get his things back. They had had their fun, but he wasdone. He was through. He had enough of their sick games.

As he sat on the toilet, he heard heels clicking towards thedoor. He got up and locked itquickly. He wasn’t letting themin, no way, he was getting the hell out of here. These girls were clearly psychotic. He sat back on the toilet with a sigh,and then noticed something sliding under the door. Then another. Then another. He got upagain and saw they were pictures. He picked them up. Theywere pictures of him and Natalie drinking in his apartment. There were also pictures of him at hiswindow in his apartment clearly during one of his jerkoff sessions. Then another picture of him on thegurney, trussed up like a turkey with the enema filling him up. He heard a giggle.

Her voice startled him through the door, but what she saidmade his blood turn cold. “I havevideos too, many videos of you jerking off to me in the courtyard. Do you know I am only 19? I bet if the police found pictures ofus drinking in your apartment, with you feeding me shots until I was a drunkenmess, well, I just bet they would believe my side of the story. Any old story I wanted to tell them. I don’t know if being a peeping tom isany kind of violation of the law, but I know others would sure find itinteresting! And if you think I amkidding, why don’t you try me? Iwould have fun posting the blow ups all around our apartment complex of you gettingyour enema. So don’t get anyideas, dogboy, finish up in there and then meet us back in the doctor’soffice. You have your punishmentenema coming to you. And besides,don’t you want to see us in the new outfits you bought us?”

His heart sank. He collapsed back on the toilet and began to cry. He sobbed, uncontrollably now, hecouldn’t stop. He was awreck. Oh god, he couldn’t takeanother enema, he just couldn’t These girls were so cruel, but he was trapped. They had him by the balls and there was no way out. As he continued to cry, he heard thedoor being fiddled with and finally unlocked. He looked up in time to see both girls, dressed again intheir sexy nurse outfits, complete with hats and elbow length gloves, comingfor him. He had no strength toresist, and as each girl took him by the arm and dragged him out of the bathroom,he cried harder.

“There, there puppy, I promise this one will be much morepainful, but don’t worry, you wont be recycling your waste this time.”Natalie’s singsong voice echoed down the hallway as they led him to hisfate. “I am going to plug you upgood so that the cramps are worse and the aching never ends. You are in way over your head, littleboy. Life comes with consequences,and you are going to get what is coming to you. Just take it like a good boy, don’t fight us, and I give youmy word we will do out best to keep you nice and hard during yourpunishment. See were not all thatbad are we?” His sobs grew louderand he tried to find his feet, but the hours he spent tethered to the table hadrobbed him of any strength. Thegirls tightened their grip on his arms and felt his resistance melt away.

“That’s it, Loser, give in and give up to us. We own you, whether you like it ornot. We are going to repay you 100times for every single time you stared at us and raped us with your thoughts. We are going to administer to you, inlarge doses, the medicine you need. Its over now, you don’t have a choice, and in the long run, you willcome to enjoy it. They all doeventually, they have no choice, and you wont either,” the Asian Princess needledhim with her words.

Natalie winked to her roommate and she smiled back as theyhauled him down the hallway to the medical room. Oh yes, he was going to suffer all night at their finelymanicured hands.

His tears continued to flow as he begged and pleaded withthem to let him free, to forgive him for anything he did, to let him go. He couldn’t take another enema, he wasexhausted and begged for their mercy.

“Although your begging is sweet, that’s not the attitude welike to hear, is it Natalie?”

“No its not, but believe me, ass breath, we have heard itall before, and you aren’t going anywhere but up on this table for yourpunishment!” Natalie cemented herwords by dragging him up on the gurney and holding his head down while herroommate set herself to strapping him down, tighter this time, leaving him notone inch to move or struggle. Hewas finished.

He would repay each of his sins, he would be a never endingsacrifice on their altar. Nataliewas flushed with arousal and she noticed her roommate was also buzzing withsexual excitement. The lust ofwhat was to come was overpowering both girls and they couldn’t wait to have himtaking their special enema, watching his face as it filled his insides,helpless and writhing in absolute pain. Oh how they loved breaking in their new toys. Breaking them in, breaking them down, and breaking themcompletely!

End Part 3