Vengeance
Ellie came to quickest, her first instinct being to sit up, which she did, and quickly took notice of her predicament. Not only were her wrists bound, but her elbows were cinched together too. She was topless, but sill had on her white cotton panties. Ellie was about 5’6’’ tall, with a medium to large C-cup bust. Of Greek decent, she was olive skinned, and has shoulder length curly dark brown hair, and large brown eyes. Full of shit, I thought. Her stomach and legs were fat, but not in a bad way, in that way that somehow makes a girl sexier. I used to enjoy walking behind her in the halls of high school, just watching how her ass filled out skin-tight jeans. She also had luscious, absolutely incredible full lips, that I remembered staring at many, many times. The only thing she didn’t have going for her, was that she hadn’t fully shaved her pussy. She had trimmed down to a medium sized rectangle around her slit, but even a small amount of pubic hair turned me off.
Ramona was only a few minutes behind Ellie, coming back to consciousness. She too was topless, though she was wearing a seductive red thong on the bottom. Her body type was far different than that of Ellie. She looked like she was German, long blonde hair, piercing blue eyes, wide, often malicious smile. She was tall pretty close to my own height of 5’10.’’ Her breasts had finally reached an A-cup, something she must have been happy about because the guys used to joke that their boobs were bigger than hers. Her stomach was toned through a lot of working out, a lot of high school sports, and the desire to look better, to be better than anyone around her. Her biggest asset was her long slender legs, culminating in one of the tightest asses you’ll ever see, and a completely bald, miniscule pussy.
Ramona looked around and, sitting about ten feet across from her, found Ellie. Their eyes met, and they studied the others situation, and the others body before looking away embarrassed. I was sitting in a darkened corner. They probably could have seen me if they really looked. We were in the empty garage of Ellie’s house.
You see, Ellie and Ramona had been friends and part of the same social clique throughout all of high school. I had been wanting to get into that clique ever since tenth grade, and had finally, the past year given up and accepted my status as a nobody. You see, I had always had a huge crush on Ellie, and she kind of led me on for a while, before eventually letting me down, snotty bitch that she was. As for Ramona? Well, I never liked her. I was friends with one or two of the guys in that clique, and every so often, she would walk right into the middle of us like it was a game of Red Rover, start talking to my friend, and ignore me completely. It pissed me off, and quite frankly I was tired of being a nobody.
It was perfect, Ellie’s parents were out of town for a week, and she had a party, anyone who found out was invited, though not many showed up, after all, Ellie was known to be a pretty big bitch. However, I did show up. Her and all her friends had a general disdain for me, though I went unnoticed at the party, after all, I’m a nobody. Well, Ramona, being Ellie’s best friend decided to spend the night. They didn’t notice that I never left, and they certainly didn’t wake up before the chloroform took effect.
The garage was fairly empty, the car being currently used by her parents and as it was around 2am, and the only light came from a single bulb near the door leading to the house, it was creepily dark.
Ellie and Ramona managed to get to their feet and started to head towards the door when I decided to make myself known. I wasn’t wearing what I wore to the party, that would have been stupid. While they had been safely unconscious and bound in the garage, I had removed everything except my red and green plaid boxers. I was not only wearing a black hockey mask, but I had also painted my face completely black. Even if by some accident the mask came off, who I was wouldn’t be revealed.
“You should know that while there’s a decent chance screams will wake your neighbors,” their heads snapped towards me, “there’s a better chance that I will have shut you up before they do. In which case I will scrap completely what I have planned and torture you as long as I wish.” I pulled something out of my pocket and leg it dangle. “Nipple clamps, and you know that just about anything can be used as a paddle. Make any noise, and I’ll use them until someone physically stops me. Are you willing to gamble on how long that will be?”
They just looked at me for a few seconds, then dejectedly shook their heads and looked at the floor.
“Now, one of two things can happen. One: we can have a little contest. You can try to the best of your ability, and the winner will get to make me and the loser orgasm, while the loser gets tortured. Then I’ll drug you again and leave you tied how you are. When you wake up, you will be able to loosen each others bonds and go on with your lives. Or, you can half-ass it. In which case, you will make me orgasm anyways, and both of you will get tortured. Then I will tie you however I want, open the garage door, and see what happens. Understand?”
They both nodded, Ellie looked on the verge of tears, Ramona looked as haughty and bitchy as ever, yet said nothing.
“Excellent, you can start by removing your panties,” I said sliding my chair into the light, and sitting back down in it. They both stared for a minutes, Ellie got the idea a bit quicker, and struggled to slide hers down. Eventually she got them past her hips so she could wiggle out of them. Ramona still stood there. I grabbed a notebook and marked down two points for Ellie, after all she did hesitate. Upon seeing this, Ramona blew her hair out of her face as though nothing should be allowed to bother her which I despised. Being slimmer and not as figured, she had a far easier time of it than Ellie. In seconds, her panties were also on the floor. She looked back up at me, still like a bitch, but her gaze cracked slightly. She was breaking.
I held out a bunch of different things, “Ellie, since you were quicker, what should I use on her?” Ramona looked sharply at Ellie, her mouth opening shock before turning back to me. I walked closer to give Ellie a better look as she mulled it over, clearly trying to choose the least painful device. “The red thing she finally said.”
I walked around behind the two of them who were now standing side by side, and before she could do anything about it, a ball gag was in Ramona’s mouth, and fastened tightly at the back of her head.
I walked back to the front of them, and saw tears pouring out of Ramona’s pathetic eyes. Good, the bitch deserved it. “Now, I’m going to use the nipple clamps. First to tell me they can’t take it anymore loses. Ramona, since you don’t have the luxury of speaking, you will let me know with three rapid grunts. Ellie’s nipples were far larger, (about the size of a roll of scotch tape) than Ramona’s (about nickel sized), and probably far less sensitive. I decided to attach Ramona’s first to make it sufficiently unfair. She started squealing in pain immediately. Ellie moaned in pain as I put them on, but didn’t seem as affected, and simply wore a general look of discomfort. Ramona’s eyes were tearing up and she was grunting like crazy.
“To keep you from unfairly giving in right away just to save the other, you have to last a minimum of five minutes.” I started the timer on my watch, and grabbed a wound spool of quarter inch thick rope. Tossing it up, I looped it around one of the beams near the ceiling, and pulled the end down until it was about head height. The rope ran up, around the beam and back down to the spool that I had placed on the chair.
I looked at my watch, two minutes passed, then looked at the girls, Ellie was standing there patiently, wincing every so often. Ramona was crying openly, and starting to shake. “You look like you need something to take your mind off the pain,” I said walking up to and around behind Ramona. I wrapped my hands around her and brought them up to the bottom of her small, perky breasts. She let out a loud, long squeal. “Quiet down,” I whispered, “I can do much worse.”
I ran my hands down her stomach, stopping for a moment to enjoy her toned abs, then suddenly moved downward, and jabbed a finger in her pussy. She squealed again, though not entirely of pain this time. After a few ‘thrusts,’ I started massaging her clit. She quickly grew wet, whether she was enjoying herself or not, it was very easy to get her horny. I leaned over my shoulder to get a look at my watch. Five minutes was thirty seconds passed. I pulled my hands back and walked around to face them.
“It’s been five minutes, you can give in whenever you want to.” Immediately I heard a series of grunts from Ramona, and removed her nipple clamps. She whined immediately through the gag at the far worse, but short lived pain of the blood rushing back. “Those don’t hurt?” I asked Ellie. She shook her head no. “I don’t have very sensitive nipples, it’s pretty hard to hurt them,” she said quietly.
I added a second piece of equipment to Ramona, a collar with four d-rings, each 90 degrees apart and walked Ellie over to the rope hanging from the ceiling. I tied it to the center of the chain that connected the nipple clamps, and grabbed the spool of rope. I walked over, unrolling the rope as I did to the door leading to the house. When I had unwound enough length, I cut the rope and tied it to the doorknob. I tightened it until it forced Ellie to move directly under the beam, and up onto her tiptoes. Then I walked over and grabbed Ramona by the hair. “You got pleasure and your friend didn’t, and she won, let’s even that out.” I brought her in front of Ellie and forced her to her knees. “Lick her pussy,” I commanded, “and lick it good.” Ramona looked up at me. She still had the gag on and I knew it.
“Not even willing to try?” I asked, “Fine.” I pulled her to her feet and sat her down in my chair. It was as simple a chair as you’ll ever see, wooded and low so her arms hung over the back when she sat in it. The seat was a simple square, and the back was the two vertical posts, and two horizontal rectangles to support the sitter’s back. The front two and back two legs had a bar connecting them halfway down for stability. I cut another length of rope and used it to bind her wrists to the bar connecting the rear legs. Then I grabbed another piece of equipment I had brought, a spreader bar. I got Ramona’s right leg in without too much trouble, but then she realized what I was doing and started to struggle. The downside to being that skinny is that you’re usually fairly weak. Ramona was no exception, I easily managed to grab her ankle and tighten in the other strap. At its shortest, the bar was three feet long. I extended it until it was about five feet, well within the tolerances of Ramona’s flexibility.
“For that I should reattach the clamps,” I said as she squealed and shook her head. I stood spread legged over the helpless girl in the chair. Wondering for a second what I could do, I grabbed her chin with my left hand and held her head steady. Then with my right, I pulled my 6’’ hard cock out through the slit in my boxers and began rubbing it all over her face. She struggled, but it was a futile attempt, I held her tight, and was thoroughly enjoying the look of helplessness and displeasure in her eyes. I rubbed the tip, near her mouth, getting some pre-cum on the red ball and on her upper lip. Satisfied, I pulled it back and put it away. Ramona immediately started shaking her head when I let go, trying to rid herself of my juice.
I walked back over to Ellie who was whimpering. Her calves had grown tired, and every few seconds, she was dropping flat footed to ease the tension. Unfortunately for her, this increased the pressure on her boobs, and pulled them almost straight up. “I’m sorry baby,” I said walking around behind her, “let’s see If I can’t do something about that. Reaching down, I pulled outward at her thighs, and she complied by parting her legs slightly. I untied the rope, but left the clamps on, “Spread them more for me.” She did so as wide as she could while still keeping her balance. I sat in between her legs. Ellie was the type of girl where no guy would meet her standards, so I was fairly sure she’d never let one near her before.
To her shock I suddenly thrust two fingers in and began slowly moving them up and down. “Never been pleasured before?” She bit her lower lip and shook her head, no. I continued slowly thrusting in and out until I felt her start to get wet. I then stood up, and removed the clamps. Before she could wince in pain, I grabbed her boobs and started circling her nipple with my tongue. She gasped, and I knew she didn’t know what to feel, pain or pleasure. I moved on to the second one, and she let out a soft, “oh.” Her mouth was frozen open and here eyes were shut, it was now clearly pleasure.
While alternating between sucking both her nipples, I again entered her with two fingers. This time, I pressed them in as far as I could get and allowed my thumb to rest on her clit. Leaving my fingers inside her I began to massage her clit, while still working her breasts. My thumb did clockwise circles over her spot, pressing harder each time it reached the top. Each time it did, she let out a soft gasp and I sucked slightly harder on whatever nipple I was on. She grew wetter and wetter, but showed no signs of nearing climax, so I slowly wound her down and then stopped. She let out a half disappointed, half content sigh as I turned my attention back to Ramona who by now was trying to kill me with her eyes.
I put my hands around her back, and slid her forwards until her ass was at the very edge of the chair. I started playing with her lips with my middle finger, and her eyes instantly went from resentful to pleading. “You get horny very easily, don’t you?” She nodded. “Do you also orgasm easily?” Another nod. “I’ll tell you what,” I motioned Ellie over, “Ellie here is going to lick your nipples, and I’m going to be down lower. You’re not going to cum. If you do, I’m going to put one set of clamps on your nipples and the other on your lips. Then I’m going to tie them together, and tie that rope to the garage door. When the door goes up, it will pull them off, and it will hurt like hell, but all be over very quickly. Instead I’ll leave the door halfway, and let them slowly slip off. No orgasm until I say so, got it?” She nodded gravely.
Off to one side, Ellie bent over and began licking Ramona’s nipples. She was sloppy, and inexperienced, but it was still getting to the chair bound blonde. I knelt in front of her and immediately probed her vagina with two fingers. Ramona jumped and moaned softly. With every thrust I made, her moans grew louder into grunts. After a few seconds of going as fast as I could, I stopped, spread her lips and attacked her clit with my tongue. The grunts had turned into all out screams through the gag and I knew it was taking all she had to keep her from going over the top.
That was enough I decided, so I stopped and pulled Ellie back. Ramona let out a grateful sigh as she started to cool down. Before she could get too far, I brought Ellie around and forced her to her knees. “She likes it when you suck on her clit while brushing it with your tongue.” I knelt behind her, wanting another chance to toy with her beautiful breasts. Ellie hesitated, “the sooner you start, the sooner she’ll climax, she’s pretty close as it is.” Ellie went down searching for Ramona’s clit with her tongue, and I heard Ramona begin to moan and cry. How it must feel to be pleasured by your best friend. I harshly groped all over Ellie’s chest, making good use of her soft boobs. In no time, I could hear Ramona getting close again. I pinched Ellie’s nipples. Hard. Shocked, she inhaled sharply, sucking her friend’s clit extra hard and pushing her over the edge. Ramona screamed and screamed and screamed. If the orgasm was anything like the noise she was trying to put out, it was huge, lucky girl. I pulled Ellie to her feet, and began untying a panting Ramona from the chair. After the spreader bar came off, I picked up her limp form and laid her off to the side.
I walked over and stood in front of Ellie. “I want to be naked.” She turned around and reached towards my boxers. “No, not with your hands.” She dropped to her knees, and tugged at the waist with her teeth. Surprisingly deftly, she managed to get the boxers around my engorged cock and down to my ankles. I sat down a few feet off to the side in the chair and started slowly stroking myself. Getting the idea, she walked over and sat down just in front of me on her knees. “First, take me as deep as you can.”
She leaned towards my cock and opened her mouth wide. “No, don’t let those luscious lips go to waste, I want to see you wrap them tight. And if you don’t enjoy yourself now, just think how you’re going to feel later after I’ve received a shitty blowjob.” She paused when her mouth was over my head and wrapped her lips around my shaft. The feeling of them touching alone, the softness sent shivers through my body. Her sexy eyes locked with mine as she slowly started moving down. Halfway down she showed no signs of gagging so I stopped her. “Let’s see what that tongue has to offer.” What had been simply lying on my shaft suddenly came to life, and somehow seemed to be stroking my dick by itself while in her mouth. Repeatedly she ran my tongue up my shaft and down again, up and down again, it felt unbelievable. I let loose a throaty moan of my own as I felt myself getting closer. Not yet, I told myself, coming to my senses and ordering to move farther down. Another inch, and I felt my dick at the back of her throat, no gagging. Another inch and her lips were still wrapped tight, I was in heaven. Finally her nose hit my stomach. Shocked I looked down to see…she had managed to deepthroat me completely. No virgin should have that skill, hell most sluts don’t even have that skill. I grabbed her hair and pulled her off me. The girl kept her lips wrapped tight, and even sucked the whole way, causing another shudder to run through my body. Holding her head, I looked at her puzzled. She was breathing heavily, it hadn’t been completely effortless, though it had certainly looked it. The girl was doing a fantastic job, but… I looked over at Ramona, her chest still heaving from the orgasm as she lay on the floor. I wanted to force her to eat my cum, to torture her like the bitch she was, but Ellie…I couldn’t resist.
“You’re lucky,” I said to Ramona. I felt a pull on my arm and looked back at Ellie. Was she eager to continue, or was it a trick of gravity? I let go of her hair and let her continue. I shut my eyes and yelled out loud, the girl was amazing, there was no other word for it. She had taken both my balls into her mouth and was bathing them with her tongue. The sight of those lips wrapped around me along with those gorgeous eyes was almost too much. “Ohhh, ohhh, ohh my god,” I breathed, she had taken the head of my dick back into her mouth and dancing on it with her tongue. “OhhhhhhhaaAAHHHH, she was moving as fast as she could up and down all six inches of my dick, pulling off all but the very tip. I could feel my dick stiffen even more as it does when I have a very powerful orgasm. On one of her down strokes, I grabbed her hair and moved her up and down rapidly over the bottom inch of my dick, pleasuring my spot on some part of her throat. My dick hardened even more and stream after stream after stream of cum shot down her throat. With each shot, I pulled her nose into my stomach thrusting hard into her. Finally my orgasm died down, and I slowly pulled out of her. She knelt there, as I sat slouched, both of us breathing rapidly. Exhausted, I pointed towards Ramona. Ellie, getting the idea laid down next to her. Their wrists still behind their backs forced them off to opposite sides, each others wrists about four inches apart.
I tied Ramona’s right leg to Ellie’s left, then bound their other legs to opposite sides of the garage. Then after returning all my equipment to the bag I brought, I pulled out something I was going to let them keep. Twin grooved vibrators, with an attachment that could be adjusted to rest on the user’s clit. I inserted both the vibrators, and adjusted the attachments, Ellie’s clit being slightly higher than her friends.
“Now, with some effort you can untie each others wrists. That is, as soon as you want to,” I said turning both the vibrators on high. I moved over to Ellie and kissed her forehead. I hadn’t gotten revenge, I now longed for the girl like never before. I walked over to Ramona, “you can get more out of people if you stop being such an arrogant bitch.” I turned her vibrator down low. It would be a slow torture.
* * *
The next day, I ran into the both of them at a mutual friend’s graduation party. They didn’t recognize, nor did they even notice me. Like I said, I’m nobody. I overheard them talking.
“I can’t believe you actually liked it!” Ramona whispered as angrily as she could manage.
“You have to admit, he knew just how to push both our buttons. You’ve probably never orgasmed like that before, and I use that vibrator every night. It’s the only thing that’s ever pleasured me, though he would have done far more if he’d kept at it.”
“You’re just saying that because you’ve never been with a guy. Try to find one that doesn’t basically rape you.” Ramona whisper-screamed, then stormed off.
“I felt a connection…” Ellie whispered to no one in particular, looking at the ground.
A party a night at Ellie’s house it appeared until her parents returned. Luckily things hadn’t gotten too messy yet. Ellie looked…not quite nervous, anxious is probably a better word as she looked around. Apparently she had correctly guessed that her assailant has most likely attended her party the night before. Still, her eyes managed to pass over me. I am very good at not being seen if I don’t want to be. Ramona was nowhere to be seen, probably not likely to return, especially after their spat at the grad party this afternoon.
At around midnight or so the fifteen or twenty people at the party began filing out, until only two remained. Ellie had a different friend over this time, the miniscule Mary. Mary was essentially Napoleon in female form. Five foot one, probably under or very near 100 pounds, she feared nothing and nobody. In fact, a great deal of people were afraid of her, she lived life with an intensity seen nowhere else, she lived each moment as though she was fighting for her life. She may have been small, but she was a pillar of strength, from what I’d seen of her, I could guess that every inch of her body was very toned and muscular.
Small, piercing blue eyes dotted a broad, flat face. She wasn’t ugly by any means, though no one would call her hot. She had dark wavy hair that was almost always pulled into a tight pony-tail. Mary was another of Ellie’s best friends, and when I realized I had a crush on Ellie, she was the first in Ellie’s circle to know. Yet she did nothing. I tried to ask her for advice, she never answered. I asked her for help, it never came. Now she would cry out, and it certainly wasn’t coming now.
I put on the black ski mask and waited behind the shower curtain of the upstairs bathroom. Eventually one of them would have to go, and for my patience’s sake, I thankfully didn’t have to wait long. Ever so slightly, I peered around the shower curtain. Good, it was Mary. I waited for her to finish her business, then heard her stand up and approach the sink. I rustled the shower curtain making what I hoped was a sound loud enough to get her attention, but quiet enough so she would be curious and check it out herself. Through the curtain I saw the shadow of Mary stand up, then slowly grow larger as she approached the curtain. Anticipating her move, I lunged forward at the same time that she ripped open the curtain. Before should could do anything I had the wet rag clamped over her mouth and she was unconscious.
Thank god for summer, Mary wasn’t wearing too much clothing. The tank top was slid easily off her tiny body, and the bra unclasped. I snorted as I confirmed what I had always suspected. Despite, what always appeared to be a respectable chest, Mary’s breasts were barely there, just big enough so that she wasn’t completely flat. There was however, one perk. Like everything on Mary, her dime sized nipples were also tiny. The jeans were a bit more difficult, Mary certainly like to show off her nice ass. Through a fair amount of tugging and grunting I managed to pull them off.
I looked down at the prone girl in front of me. No panties, interesting. Mary had a slutty side. She’d have to, I supposed, most guys were afraid to get near her. I rolled her onto her stomach and tested her elbows to see if they were flexible enough for me to cinch together. They were quite easily, I love flexible athletes. Pulling out two 6 foot lengths of rope, I quickly had her adequately restrained. I was just finishing the elbows when I heard Ellie down the hall.
“Mary, what happened, you fall in?” she asked, sounding a little worried. I hid so when the door opened it would conceal me from view, hopefully just long enough. The door opened, and Ellie slowly wandered in. Her eyes came to rest on her unconscious friend. Before she could whirl around, I leapt out from behind the door, quickly slipping my hand over her mouth. She did not struggle one bit as she left the waking world. Guiding her lowly to the floor, I laid her gently on her back. Ellie had on a long white t-shirt, the kind a girl would normally wear to bed, and boxer shorts. They were quickly on the bathroom floor as I got an idea of what to do tonight.
I cuffed Mary’s legs together in case she decided to wake up before I wanted to, and carried Ellie downstairs. Putting away the chips and soda, I laid her naked form on her back on the table. It was a small rectangular table, and when Ellie was spread out on it, her arms bent at the elbow hanging off the top, and her legs bent at the knee hanging off either side. I bound her wrists together above her head and ran a rope fastening them tight to the center pole of the table. Then I attached a spreader bar to her legs beneath the table, and ran a rope from the center of the bar to the center pole supporting the table as well. Her body looked like a tanned upside down ‘Y,’ and my tight bonds afforded her limbs no movement. Continuing with my plan, I attached a clamp to each nipple, and ran a rope from the chain to the ceiling fan so that they lifted her breasts into the air slightly. Last but not least, I fitted a red ball-gag into Ellie’s mouth. No need for her to give away her enjoyment and ruin another friendship.
All of a sudden I got another idea. After bringing Mary downstairs and propping her up in one of the chairs, I headed back to Ellie’s room in search of the vibrator I had given her the night before. I almost laughed when I saw it right in the middle of the bed. Subtle the girl was not. Grabbing it I ran downstairs. Mary was beginning to stir, but still wasn’t conscious. I slid the vibrator into Ellie’s pussy, which I noticed for the first time was now shaved. Excellent, I thought as I adjusted the other part to clamps down softly on her clit. Placing the controls between her legs, I sat down and waited.
Megan awoke first, but not by much. Groggily she looked around. She saw me, sitting across from her, first.
“You won’t scream,” I started quickly.
“Why not?!” she answered defiantly. Typical Mary.
“Because the more you scream, the more I make your friend scream,” I said. Mary turned and saw Ellie, who was now beginning to stir for the first time.
“Tell me what you want,” Mary spat.
“You’re helpless, and still you make demands? Such an aggressive personality. This time, you’re not the one in control. This time you’re not striking fear into anyone. I am going to put it into you.” She scowled at me, but said nothing. I stood up and slipped my nondescript black t-shirt over my head, slid off my sweatpants, and stuffed them into my backpack. Boxers only again. Mary now looked far less defiant and a combination of annoyed and slightly worried as she stared at the growing bulge in my boxers.
“Let’s start right in,” I said, “Mary I want you on your knees right in front of me right now.” Mary didn’t move, so I stood up, grabbed her hair and yanked her to her knees in front of my chair. “Now,” I said, sliding my dick out the slit in my boxers, show me your skills.”
Getting the idea, she rose and moved immediately towards my dick. She took my head immediately into her mouth and started moving up and down. She took me a max of two inches into her mouth, and her tongue slid around like a dead animal, simply along for the ride. After a few downward sucks, her lips were no longer wrapped tight, she had opened the corners of her mouth. I grabbed the back of her head and started pushing her down, testing her limits. She made it maybe a half inch past where she’d been before she started gagging. I let her up, and she gave me an evil stare drooling and breathing heavily. “Continue,” I commanded, seeing her eyes start to tear up. She started again, but I soon felt the unpleasant sensation of teeth scraping my shaft. I ripped her off my cock, and she gave me an angry glare. She had let herself get careless on purpose.
“You want to play it rough, fine,” I said sliding my wet dick back in my boxers and pulling her to her feet. Reaching out, I pinched her nipples between my thumb and index finger with both hands and lifted. She cried out in shock as I brought her to her tip toes. I started leading her around the room by her nipples, weaving in and out of the chairs. When I heard her whimpering start to turn to crying, I let her go, and spun her around so that I was behind her. Rubbing my cloth covered dick in between her asscheeks, I let my hands wander freely about the front of her body above her waist. “You’re mine for the moment little girl. Every time you forget, I’m going to remind you. Understand?” I grabbed her thighs and grinded my dick especially hard against her as I said the last word. Tears flowing freely, she solemnly nodded.
I spun her around to face me, and rammed the middle and ring finger of my right hand into her pussy. Again I forced her onto her tiptoes. I started slowly moving back and forth, nearly lifting her off her feet with each upward thrust. Each time I did I took special care to tantalizingly brush her clit. On every upward thrust, she grunted in between sobs. Like everything else on the girl, her pussy was deliciously small. Two fingers was probably pushing the fine line between pleasure and pain. Judging from her terrible blowjob, she had next to no experience. Ellie’s fantastic oral skills were an anomaly so far.
In spite of the fact that she was clearly not enjoying herself, I felt that Mary was getting just a little bit wetter. She clearly didn’t want to give me the satisfaction of orgasming. I decided I would force it out of her. Not wanting to let Ellie miss out on the fun, I reached over and turned her vibrator on to be met with a grunt of satisfaction from her. I left it on a medium setting, letting her warm up a little bit first and turned my attention back to Mary.
My hard thrusts were now drawing soft yells out of Mary. Finally, instead of moving back out, I continued upward. Having nowhere to go, Mary started to fall backwards. I caught her with my left arm and hoisted her, half her weight on my fingers, the other on my arm, onto the counter. Now using gentler, faster thrusts, I leaned in and started flicking my tongue out towards her clit. The first time it touched, I made sure she felt it. She let out a soft, surprised gasp before returning to her sobbing moans. I was making progress. Each time I thrusted in, I teased her by lightly flicking her spot with my tongue. I continued torturing her this way until her grunts changed from ‘please don’t’ to ‘please do.’ Finally I pushed down hard with my tongue and Mary let out a satisfied moan. I pulled back quickly, met with a disappointed gasp. Then I pressed down again. I kept on going this way, leaving my tongue down a little bit longer each time. Eventually, I let her have it, I started at the bottom of her vagina, licked quickly upward, making sure to lick down hardly on her clit as I passed. Then I sucked on it lightly for a few seconds before continuing again. All unwillingness gone, Mary started humping my face each time I brought my tongue up. Faster and faster I went, until finally, I settled on her clit going fast and hard back and forth over it. Her gasps drew higher and more frequent, I increased my intensity. After several minutes, I felt Mary let loose a powerful, and to my complete surprise, squirting orgasm. With each stream of her juices she let loose, she screamed in ecstasy, while I pulled away and let her slowly wind down. Her tears gone, she leaned back, laying on the counter still breathing heavy.
Poor Ellie had been ignored all this time, I turned to look at her. She was pleading with her eyes for me to move her vibrator off of the torturing, too slow setting.
“You want me to turn this up?” She nodded vigorously, moaning through the gag. I turned it down to the lowest setting. She stared some more and protested as loudly as she could. I turned the vibrator off and pulled it out. “I’ve got something better for you baby.” I slipped out of my boxers, and she stared at my hard cock, half fearful, half curious. “Only if you’re ready, okay?” I asked. I may be vengeful, but I’m not a rapist. She nodded. “Are you ready?” Hesitation, then a single nod. “You sure?” Nod. I pulled something out of the backpack and walked around behind her head where she couldn’t see me. The gag came off, and the blindfold went on. She inhaled sharply, surprised, but not uncomfortable with her newfound blindness. She’s been here before, she knew what to expect…sort of.
I moved around and knelt in between her legs on the kitchen table. It creaked a bit, but supported our weight. “Oh my GOD!” she shouted as I finally relieved her of the clamps. They hurt far worse coming off than they do going on. “Oh, oh wow,” I was pinching her wet lip with my thumb and index finger, and sliding it up and down a few times before moving to the other. Back and forth I went between lips, her sensitivity heightened after the long time she’d spent enjoying the dildo. I slid my middle finger all the way in, curled it up to the top of the inside of her vagina and slowly pulled it out, causing her to shudder as I went over her g-spot. Again and again, each time I brushed that spot, she moaned a bit louder, her body shook a bit more. I slid a little closer to her, and started tracing around her clit with my finger before pressing my thumb down on it like I was pressing a button. Lightly pushing, I ran circles, clockwise, counterclockwise, brushing her lighter and lighter each time before I had pulled off completely the started again.
I looked up, her face was frozen in an open-mouthed, wrinkled-forehead expression. I could only guess that her eyes were clamped shut under the blindfold, and her hands balled into tight fists under the table. I slid forward still, starting to rub my head up and down her pussy lips. Just before we made contact, I stopped. “You’re on birth control, right?”
“Yes, yes, oh god yes, oh god…” By the time the first yes was finished, I had already started rubbing my dick. She had been excited already, now she was in ecstasy. She let out a loud moan that slowly trailed off as I suddenly penetrated her deep, and held myself there. She was tied tight to the table so I couldn’t thrust while kneeling like I wanted, instead I had to lay on top of her while humping. I could only move my dick back and forth a few inches, but apparently it was enough to drive her wild. She was letting out those soft pleading moans, begging herself for the orgasm to come with each thrust.
I started going faster, harder, her moans grew louder. She was now pulling against her bonds with all she had, screaming, “yes, yes…” I didn’t notice it at first, the slight, quick tightening of the walls of her vagina, then as they grew more rapid, and she got louder, I realized what they were, she was having a series of orgasms, small, but increasing in intensity. Finally she had several that I would describe as medium, but to her must have seemed like heaven on earth, and began to slowly wind down. The orgasms subsided, and I pulled out, not having cum, but her panting continued. She was still very excited. Plugging the vibe back into her glistening pussy, I decided to keep her rolling, and turned it on high.
Her panting continued at its intensity as she began trying to gyrate her hips to put some pressure on her vibrating excited vagina. I grabbed Mary from her peaceful rest on the counter and plopped her on her knees on the floor. “Clean me,” I ordered. She immediately began licking Ellie’s juices off my dick, cleaning me all around before giving a few sub par sucks, going only slightly deeper than she had before. I pulled her to her feet, and told her to remain standing, while with some effort I slid the kitchen table out from under the fan. Standing Mary right below it, I took the spool of rope and ran it up through a loop in the fan. I brought the end down behind Mary, in between her asscheeks, and out the front uncomfortably between the lips of her pussy. Mary grimaced but said nothing. I cut the rope off the spool so there was enough extra to tie the two ends together. I tightened them until the crotchrope forced Mary to balance on her tip toes. The tears began to return.
Leaving Mary to stumble around whimpering, trying futilely to relieve the pressure on her pussy, I untied Ellie so that her arms were still bound, and her legs still spread but she was no longer attached to the table. The vibrator was still rumbling away in her pussy when I put her on her knees on the floor. I pulled off the blindfold, her face was still frozen in that shut-eyed, open mouthed look of intense pleasure. I had an idea.
“I’ll do the work baby, you just make sure your teeth don’t have any part in it,” I said as I saw her lips move slightly to form a perfect ‘o.’ Oh god, looking at those lips alone could make me cum. Grabbing her head with both hands as she started massaging her clit with her arms, I entered her slowly, letting her adjust her head so she could easier take my dick. I started off with a slow pace, until I felt she was used to it, and I started to speed up. I felt her lips tighten and she began moving her tongue back and forth. That alone almost sent me over the edge, but I held back, I wanted it to last as long as possible. I continued thrusting as fast as I could, all the way in and out till her lips covered only my head. I saw the wrinkles in her forehead deepen, she was getting hornier from sucking me off, it was incredible. All of a sudden her lips clamped down some more, and she began moaning with my cock in her mouth. I felt the cum rising fast as I knew she must have started another round of orgasms. As I felt it start, I stopped with only my head in her mouth. Instead of shooting out quickly, my cum slowly dribbled out into her mouth. She was running her tongue up my dick, from the part near her lips to the tip as though she was trying to draw my cum out. I continued to slowly dribble out onto her tongue as I felt her movements becoming smoother, less jerky. Her orgasms had wound down as she slowly pulled off the head of my cock, her eyes still shut. She knelt there for a moment, eyes closed, enjoying the moment, and then swallowed my load. Opening them, she stared sexily into my eyes as she begun to clean me off.
For the first time I noticed Mary’s teary-eyed whining as she struggled against the rope that bit at her pussy. I let Ellie finish cleaning me off before I loosened and untied the crotchrope. Still crying, Mary thanked me with here eyes. I knew she hated me, and I loved it. I knocked Mary onto her stomach and hogtied her. She didn’t resist, I had succeeded in breaking her. I pulled Ellie to her feet and removed my spreader bar. She had removed the dildo, it lay wet on the floor, and she was leaning almost all her weight on me to stand. I kissed those wonderful lips before picking her up, and carrying her dozing form to the living room where I laid her on the couch. Sighing contentedly, she began to fall asleep, forgetting that her friend was bound on the floor a few feet over. Grabbing Ellie’s vibrator, I forced it into Mary’s mouth, and then left.
I ran to Mark’s for his grad party. It’s not really all that close, I live pretty far out in the country, but it was close enough to give me some good exercise. I felt I needed it after not really having done anything the past few days. Anyways, I got there, sweating a bit less, and breathing a bit easier than I expected. Hmm, apparently I wasn’t terribly out of shape.
The party ran deep into the night, Mark’s usually did, though we didn’t do much. A little swimming in the pool, a little cards, a little ping pong, just chilling with friends. Ellie was there, this time she played my typical role, quiet, shy, unseen, clearly her mind was occupied with something else. At one point during the poker game, her and I were the only ones left in a hand. Our eyes locked, I was the first to look away, back at my cards, but I could feel her hold her gaze for a few seconds. It was the only time she noticed me all night.
Nervously checking her watch repeatedly throughout the night, Ellie decided at 11:30 it was about time to head home. At the same time she went out the front door, I exited through the back and walked around to watch her from the shadows of his house, not quite sure what I was going to do. She unlocked the door of her red SunFire, paused for a moment, and stood up outside it. Frantically she looked through her purse. “Shit,” I heard her whisper to herself, and she ran back inside. Seeing my opportunity, I ran and climbed into her car. Laying on the floor in front of the back seat, I waited. Then a thought hit me, ‘fuck, had she left the door open or closed?’ I wondered. Too late! I heard Mike’s front door open and close and heard her running up to the car. She either didn’t notice or I had guessed correctly, because she climbed in without a second thought and began to drive away. I knew her parents were still gone, but I was not even going to wait for her to get home. The first stop sign she came to, I knew, would be in Mark’s development. Since it was so late, there was a good chance there would be no witnesses around.
I felt the car slow, then come to a stop. I was lucky, Ellie was usually not such a good driver. Somewhat awkwardly, but fairly quickly I sprung up off the floor, and applied a sleeper hold to her from behind the seat. A sleeper hold is a technique in which pressure is applied to the carotid arteries on the side of the neck thus limiting the flow of blood to the brain, rendering the person unconscious. Sleeper holds are far safer than choke holds which block the flow of oxygen, and if not done properly can be fatal. I looked it up, thought it might be useful. I was no expert, and even my sleeper hold took a little time as I needed to adjust my hands to get the right effect. Again, Ellie did not struggle, though I was careful to stay behind the seat so she couldn’t recognize me in the mirror. After she passed out, I moved her into the passenger seat, and buckled her in. Automatic transmission, thank god, if her car had been a standard I’d have been fucked. I looked both ways and drove off.
I stopped by my house to grab my equipment. I wasn’t sure how long she would be unconscious for, so I grabbed my handy bottle of chloroform too, just in case.
ELLIE
I bolted upright and opened my eyes, or at least tried to. I was blindfolded, and tied spread eagle on something fuzzy. I was naked. It would appear that my mystery stalker had struck again. Strangely, these ‘kidnappings,’ or ‘rapes,’ or whatever they were didn’t bother me that much
I’m an only child, so my whole life I’m pretty used to having things handed to me on a silver platter. Money, toys, a computer, even my car was a gift from my parents. Then boys came along, and they weren’t as easy. It was fine by me, not getting any action at first, I was too good for most of them. I knew it wasn’t that I was unattractive, though I do fill my jeans out a bit more than I’d like, it’s just that no one was good enough to date me. That sounds bitchy I guess, but it’s the truth. Then, three nights ago, being so helpless, having to ask, to beg for what I wanted, only to see that it may or may not be given. For once I didn’t have to live up to my parents constant praise, my parents great expectations for me. Strange though it sounds, it’s oddly comforting not having a say for yourself. It eliminates your ability to make mistakes, eliminates your fear of failure…
Then, this guy, he makes me feel…amazing, I can’t describe it. I want so hard to fulfill his every fantasy yet it always seems I come up woefully short. Which of course only makes me try harder for him the next time. I want him so bad, and I don’t know why. Like my friend Ramona said, he practically raped us, and yet I don’t feel violated, I feel freed. I’d never experienced an orgasm before that second night, and definitely not like that. He could have done anything he wanted with me, and yet he’d restrained himself., he asked permission. That’s not rape. He seems to genuinely care. I would trust him to do anything he wanted to me.
A finger on my clit jarred me out of my inner thoughts, and I raised my head to look even though I knew I couldn’t see anything. He ran the back of his finger from the bottom of my lips up over my clit, then ran back down with the front. Jesus, he knew what he was doing, I was staring to get wet already.
He stuck a finger in and I moaned with surprise and satisfaction., another finger followed suit. I gasped in surprise as a third finger found its way into my vagina, and he began slowly thrusting with all three. I thought it would hurt, Ramona told me the first time a guy couldn’t even fit two in hers. Instead it put more pressure on the walls of my pussy, and… “ohhh,” I moaned, it felt good. He continued his methodical pace for a few minutes, then stopped suddenly. “No…” I breathed.
I heard metal shifting (metal shifting? My car?) as he must have been moving closer to me. He put one hand on my Mons, and wrapped the other over the lips of my pussy. “Mmmmm,” I voiced my satisfaction as he pressed down on my Mons and began moving his hand in circles. This caused my pussy lips and more importantly my clit to shift slightly under his hand. He pressed down harder on my clit with that hand, and I felt that warmth within me, whenever he started to get me horny. I knew my pussy must be starting to drip as he continued alternating between clockwise and counter clockwise circles. Who knew such subtle rubbing could feel so good?
It felt good, and yet I knew that I wasn’t ‘getting anywhere,’ he was teasing me, teasing me terribly. I groaned and tried to lift my hips so he was putting more pressure on my spot. He noticed what I was doing and lifted his hands. All of a sudden I felt him spread my lips and start blowing lightly on my clit.
“Unnhhh,” I half moaned half squealed, that was torture. He slid his index and fore-finger down my lips and back up to the top of my vagina, as he reached the top again, he spread his fingers, and blew on my clit while he held me open. He continued doing this until I started to cry in pleasurable tortured agony. Finally he withdrew his hands completely and I heard him shifting his body again.
Some girls like being eaten out, to others, letting another human being touch their body in such a personal way makes them uncomfortable.
I screamed, but no noise came out. I tried to scream because all of a sudden he started sucking on my clit. Normally it takes a very long time to get me horny, and even longer to bring me to climax. Not any more, he was down there seconds and I was dripping.
I bit my lower lip, and still screamed, my whole body tensed against the ropes. He didn’t take any time warming me up, he was all over my spot, and I was loving it. Just before I was about to start orgasming, he stopped. Before I could protest, I felt his tongue slide in between my lips, exploring the inside of my vagina. Running laps around the walls, flicking in and out, running up and down my lips, it was a whole new kind of pleasure. I wanted to smile, I wanted to laugh, I wanted to do something far greater to signify the intense feeling I was having, but couldn’t find the way.
I felt myself rising close again, and he stopped. I shouted out my frustration, and then felt him kneading my breasts. Well, that would be alright I thought with a smile. He was spreading something on them, I could feel him rubbing a sort of cream into my nipples, then again his hands disappeared. I felt my nipples growing warmer, and all of a sudden I was more aware of the light breeze that blew through wherever we were. His tongue came down, and I flinched in shock, I could feel his tongue brushing up and down over my right nipple, as he played with the other one, except this time my nipples felt as sensitive as my clit. I felt something inside me stir again. I moaned in shock. He was going to make me cum from nipple licking alone! The beginnings of my orgasm were fast approaching, I started to push my breasts closer to his mouth…when he stopped again.
“Argh!” I screamed in frustration. All of a sudden I felt my legs freed. Then my arms, before I could reach up to rip off the blindfold and see my stalker’s identity, he had deftly cuffed my hands in front of me and pulled them above my head. I felt him carry me down, I must have been on a blanket on my car, and place me on that same blanket on soft ground.
“Let’s do it together,” I heard him say, spreading my legs, and holding my arms on the ground above my head. “Whoa, oh, OH, OH, he had thrusted in hard, and resumed licking my breasts at the same time. The feeling was unimaginable as each time he rammed in hard he managed to get some piece of him on my clit, and my breasts, of my breasts, they were on fire with his quick hard licks. I felt myself rise past the point where I normally would have started. What was happening?
It was the warmth of his cum that did it. I thought that first series of orgasms I felt was something, this one, though it was only one was huge, my body tensed and I instinctively thrust my hips into him and held them there. My face froze, my lips forming an ‘o’, my body froze, and the pleasure washed over me like a warm wave. I felt like I was floating, being held up only by a warm rod in my pussy. Slowly the pleasure washed over me and began to recede. Slowly my hips fell back down to the ground, and for the first time I felt his cum oozing out between my lips. I tried to calm myself with long deep breaths, I raised my arms again to remove the blindfold. They made it an inch before falling exhausted back to the ground.
Rather than leave, he laid there by me, on his side, naked. I could feel his cock growing limp against my hip as he lightly traced the contours of my body with his fingers, avoiding all the parts he’d already pleased, take care to softly stroke the others, my cheek, brushing my hair out of my face behind my ear, down the edge of chin to my neck. He brushed past the side of my breast down my ribs, and I giggled, all the way down to my hip where he finally brought his hand to lay flat, just below my belly button.
We lay there for I don’t know how long, I kept my arms above my head, giving him free reign of my body while he kissed my cheek, my lips. Eventually he slid his tongue into my mouth, and I felt a tingle as it met with mine. For several minutes they danced, his hand lightly caressing my thigh, his body pressing down on top of me, it felt like nothing I’d ever felt before. Finally he pulled away and just laid his head next to mine, his cold nose softly against my cheek. I fell asleep like that, and I vaguely remember him lifting me into the car, driving me home, carrying me through my front door and up the stairs into the bed. More clearly I remember the peck he gave me on the cheek and the way he softly whispered, “Good Night.”
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