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Fit To Be Tied (Fdom-M, revenge, S&M, bond)
by Anonymous BBS Author 1998
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Tina had been looking for that one special man. The kind of
stud who would counter her demands for submission, slowly get
to his feet and burst from his binds. But the Queen of the
Dominatrix' had yet to find him. The men whom she visited all
fell to their knees and begged her for mercy, plaintively
asking in a weak voice for her to be gentle.
Of course, Tina never was. Her reputation was solid. She was a
beautiful women, with a gorgeous, firm body. She was the kind
of women that men on the streets mistook for an easy lay. But
those who knew her and used her, and wound up tied and pained
beneath her lashing leather whips and rawhide, knew better.
Tina would turn without a warning into a searing, dominating
woman; and strong men would cower beneath her, their pricks
hard and throbbing with the excitement of their humiliation.
"Lick my boots, you scum," Tina would demand.
And her man would gratefully slide his tongue along the highly
polished leather. "Lick higher, you deserve to be beaten, but I
will allow you the pleasure!" And he would go higher, up her
naked thigh and to her leather garter. Her moist cunt would be
naked, and she would reach down and tightly grab him by the
hair and yank his face up to her sweet honey pie. She would
spread her legs and pull him between and then clamp her thighs
around his head.
The pain would be intense, but it would only serve to increase
the rapidity at which his tongue worked. "You are nothing! You
are lucky to be this close to the ultimate in humanity-a
woman!" He would continue licking, straining his tongue to
reach as far inside her as he could. And then she would
violently push him further between her legs. "You deserve
nothing as good as my asshole, you scum! Eat it and lick it!"
And he would, and when she was finished, Tina would throw him
to the floor, tie his ankles to his wrists and roll him around
and around on the floor, digging the six-inch spike of her heel
into the small of his back.
He would scream in terror, and when she leveled her foot
against his throbbing cock, he would blanch. She would laugh
sardonically. "Afraid to lose the jewels, eh? You think a women
cowers before you because of your hardness! You fool!" And
then she would release her grip, pull him too his feet and bind
to the manacles hanging from a two by four piece of redwood.
The naked man, his head lowered, would wait. And Tina would
begin.
With her cat-o-nine tails and her rawhide whip she would slash
the pink flesh of her victim. He would beg for mercy. And
oftentimes he would admit his guilt and cry for forgiveness
over a sin. When the threshold of pain was reached, the man
would come. And Tina would inflict the final humiliation by
squeezing the base of his prick and keeping him from coming.
Then, as she yelled her obscene abuses, she would gradually
loosen her grip until the man was allowed to ejaculate.
Tina was good, very good. She had taken the most powerful and
humiliated them into complete subjection. But the challenge to
herself had never come, and Tina was always looking out for it.
Secretly, she had expected some all-powerful executive to
finally bring her to it. But when it finally came, it came from
the most unexpected of sources.
His name was Frank, and he was nothing more then a house
painter. But he had heard the stories from some of his clients.
He called Tina one evening after the proper recommendation from
one of her regular clients. They arranged a meeting for later
that night. Tina arrived prepared. Wearing her leather bra with
the holes for her nipples, the thigh length leather stocking,
her garter belt and her spiked shoes. She carried a suitcase
containing her ropes and leather, and her gag. Frank greeted
her in the nude. He was powerfully built, tall and with
menacing brown eyes. He smiled sardonically at the woman. For
the first time in her life, Tina realized that she had met her
match. "I've heard from my friends," Frank began in a low,
smooth voice, "That you enjoy humiliation."
Tina did not speak. She did not know which way Frank meant it.
She dropped her long coat which covered her leather outfit. Her
nipples stood firm and rigid, and her pubis shown beneath the
bare overhead light. The room was furnished sparingly, with
only a table and a ladder. It was a room unlike any other Tina
had ever seen. Frank stood across from her, his eyes devouring
her body. He fondled himself, and began masturbating. His cock
grew to incredible proportions. Tina began to feel her juices
flow.
"This is where the power lays, baby," Frank said, holding his
cock out. "And any bitch women who comes along and degrades my
brothers for possessing one has got to be taught a lesson."
Tina backed away from him. She had never known fear in a
confrontation before, but now she did. Frank grabbed her hard
by the arms and immediately put her into a half-nelson. Before
she could react, he had her wrists tied, and was shoving her
own leather gag around her mouth.
Tina struggled, her buttocks writhing against Frank's hard
prick. He slapped her hard, leaving a red welted imprint of his
hand on her smooth white flesh. "Bitch!" Frank screamed, then
threw her onto the table.
Tina tried to kick at him with her spiked heel, but he was able
to grab her ankle in mid-air, and immediately cinch both ankles
to rope which bound her wrists. "Does it hurt, bitch? Do you
feel the pain? Is this where the power is?" Frank stood above
her, grinning ruefully into the startled brown eyes. "Are you
nothing but a slimy cunt looking for men to humiliate and
torture?" Tina shook her head, then screamed into the gag.
Which each movement of her body, she tightened the ropes which
bound her.
Frank stepped up to the table and held his cock against her
cheek. He rubbed the head in circles against her skin, then
stepped back suddenly and slapped her hard on the face. Once
again, Tina flinched, and once again, the pain riddled her body
with an electric jolt. "Enough of this," Frank said calmly as
he began untying the ropes. "Let's take you to the limit.
Let's pay you back for all those slobs who've bowed down to
your fucking cunt!"
Tina was beyond resisting further. The room spun. The images of
the men she had tied and gagged popped into her mind. Their
faces pink and frightened, their cocks hard and throbbing, the
plaintive voices agreeing with each one of her verbal assaults.
She felt Frank against herself as she stood-felt his hard,
throbbing prick between her thighs and up against the outer
lips of her pussy. Frank rubbed himself there, and Tina was
surprised to notice that her love juices were dripping like
honey down between her legs.
Frank ripped at her bra and garter, then tied her wrists
tightly, leaving her feet free. He held her by the nape of the
neck, squeezing hard and dragged her to the ladder. With
incredible ease, he lifted her onto the ladder and bound her to
one of the rungs. Naked except for her stockings, Tina was
suspended a few feet off of the floor, her legs spread and
leering Frank standing below her. He stared at her cunt, then
violently inserted two fingers into her vagina. Tina screamed
again, and once again, the cry was muffled beneath the gag.
Frank laughed. Then he switched position and sat her down,
yanking her legs even further apart. And once again, he jammed
his fingers into her soiled pussy. But the screams of pain were
not as intense this time.
Tina watched the man beneath her, felt his long fingers deep
inside herself, and tried to close her thighs around his hand.
She wanted him; there was nothing more she could think. She
stared wide-eyed at his large cock and hungered for it. She was
beyond caring about her own pain, and she merely wanted to
please him. She had traveled the barren desert between pain
and pleasure and wanted now to make the return journey. Whether
or not this cruel, grinning man would allow her that reprieve
was a question she could not answer.
Frank used the ladder for a few more positions, then pulled her
off. Now, he reached for her stockings and ripped them from her
leg. "You're naked and vulnerable now. Nothing but a stone
bitch in heat!"
He slammed her onto the small table and tied her again. Her
nude body writhed in pain as he pulled the ropes tighter and
tighter. Tears rolled down Tina's eyes as she felt her muscles
being stretched, and the rope digging into her flesh. She could
not stop moving now, her cunt was throbbing and pain was
riddling her body with its bolts of shock.
Frank stood next to the table, moving her and hitting her, and
retying the knots and tightening the ropes. Every few minutes,
he would stand back and hold himself, sliding his hand
violently up and down the shaft of his prick. Tina would watch
him, silently begging that he would allow her to take him
inside her mouth. Finally, Frank had her tied so that she was
in a fetal position, with her knees to her chin. He walked up
to her holding his prick and laughed. "This is for all the poor
bastards who you stopped when it was their time!"
Frank held his cock pointed at her face. He began masturbating
hard, and Tina watched, fascinated and excited, as the initial
stream of jism shot from his tip and landed on her cheek. At
that moment, she began writhing like a trapped animal,
oblivious of the pain it caused her.
Tina was having the most powerful orgasm of her life. What had
been a silent challenge to all of those men who she had
humiliated had been answered by Frank. And beneath her gag she
smiled as her cunt exploded and semen streamed down her face.