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She didn't believe it, even as it was happening to her... of course, the first
few days had been an adventure, and had taken her to places she had never before
even dreamed of, but this... this was something totally new to her.... She had
been lying on the bed, naked and recovering from the long afternoon's play...
smiling to herself and enjoying the tingles that still played throughout her
body... then, it began. He came into the room, and when she looked, she saw the
long coils of rope in his hands. She smiled broadly and groaned playfully, but
as she started to roll over onto her back, he merely shook his head and smiled
down at her. She stopped, a bit confused. Then he had bent over and gently taken
her shoulder and given it a light tug. She instantly obeyed the move and allowed
herself to be flipped over onto her stomach. This was pleasant, of course, and
she slipped her hands under her head and closed her eyes, enjoying the
sensation... and the feeling as she felt her left leg being lifted up from the
knee down and the rope slipping around it.... She was reveling in these
wonderful games, and felt as if a whole, untouched part of her was finally being
fulfilled. She lowered her left leg back to the mattress as she sensed him
moving around the bottom of the bed and she was already raising her right leg as
he arrived to begin tying the next rope to that ankle. Then the odd part began.
She started to lower her right leg, but he held the rope for a long moment
before finally letting it slide down to the mattress and rest. Then she felt his
hand slip under her head and pull her right hand out moving it downwards,
turning it so that it came to rest against her back just above her ass... She
felt him lean over her and take her left hand from beneath her head and move it
down as well, until it lay crossed over the right wrist behind her back. Now she
felt the upper part of her body, unsupported, pressing into the mattress, an odd
sensation but the pressure it put on her breasts was not unpleasant at all. She
had not, of course, moved to assist him, lest she anger him and find herself in
something like the hanging, delicious torment from the day before.... nice as it
turned out to be. She merely lay, passively, and allowed him to slip another
rope between her wrists and her spine, looping in over several times until they
were snuggly held together behind her back. What next, she wondered, but not for
long. For then she felt the rope attached to her right ankle being lifted,
pulling her leg up behind her from the knee... and a moment later she felt the
loose end of the leg rope slipped under her bound wrists. Oh my God, she
realized, he's hogtieing me... And at that thought, her sex began to well up
with moisture and tingling that rolled outwards through her body and centered in
her tender nipples, pressed hard into the mattress beneath her now. She felt the
leg rope pulled gently but firmly until her wrists were next to the inside of
the right ankle, and it was as if her body was beginning to become a loosely
drawn bow, pulled slightly but not uncomfortably upwards from the mattress. Even
as she was adjusting to this odd new sensation, she could sense him moving to
the other side of the bed and taking up the left ankle rope, bending the leg
upwards and slipping the end of the rope between her now drawn and bound wrists.
Then that rope too was gently but firmly pulled until her left ankle was drawn
inwards and it too almost came to rest against her bound wrists. She felt him
kneel on the bed beside her and make some adjustments to the ropes... loosing
here, tightening there, until she was finally tied in a balance... her arms
pulled straight back behind her, suspended between the ropes that pulled her
ankles upwards to meet them, her body pulled slightly back, not enough to be
uncomfortable, but surely enough to make her aware of her now absolute and total
helplessness... Then the real activity began. She felt yet another rope slipped
around her lower thigh, just above where the calf pressed against it and tied
securely.... and the sound of the rope being dropped to the floor and kicked
under the bed.... his light footsteps as he moves around the foot of the bed and
bent to pick it up, and then the other end being slipped under her other
thigh... She felt her thighs being pulled outwards now, slowly, steadily,
opening her in an obscene and delicious way, until her entire body was stretched
like a taut bowstring... her thighs parted wide, her wrists and ankles bound in
a tight package behind her back.... she was totally immobile now and more
helpless than in any of their other games... not even the certainly of feeling
normal sense of weight. "Now, my little slave" she heard him say in his deep,
soothing tones above her "we're going to play a little game. It's called....
rodeo cowboy. It's really very simple. You are going to have to make yourself
cum for me...the exact number of times I specify. And that will be determined by
your answers to the following four questions. Are you ready?" She could merely
nod her head, too stunned to speak. "Very good" he soothed. "Question one....
have you been enjoying our little games this week-end?" She nodded her head
sharply. "I see" he almost moaned... "Question two... Who does your body belong
to." "Y...you." she managed to squeeze out with a rush of breath. "You....
what?" "You Master" she quickly amended... She heard him tsk his tongue for a
moment and knew she was in trouble. "Question three... the next time you visit,
who will be setting the limits to our games..." She hesitated for a long moment,
but finally the rush of throbbing in her sex and her nipples, the drawn pulling
of her entire helpless body virtually ripped from her in a rush of breath...
"You Master". "Very good" he cooed. "And question four.... do you want your
score on the survey to become the highest in the room?" "Oh yes Master" she
moaned and felt her sex contract, straining for stimulation.... "Very, very
good" he said. "In that case, I will release you when you have come.... four
times..." She was about to ask him how she would be able to accomplish that, her
clit, though sensitive was not able to grind against the mattress enough to
provide her with release in this tight binding.... But then she heard him move
across the room and in a moment return and felt him kneeling on the bed beside
her.... "And just to make it really interesting" he said, I'm going to give you
a help and a hindrance... which would you like first?" "The help" she whispered,
almost desperately "please, help me, master." "Very well" he said, and the felt
the cold touch of the devil pressed against her sex, and slowly inserted into
her, one torturous inch at a time, until it was fully seated deep in her sex....
Now she could grind her hips just enough to feel it moving slightly inside her
and she was about to try and establish a rhythm, when she felt the other
vibrator, the thin, shorter one, pressed against her ass and slipped slowly into
her as well.... She moaned loudly as the sensation of being completely filled
welled through her, and her hips began a tiny rolling to move the toys inside
her. Then, suddenly, the vibrator in her ass leapt to life, followed a moment
later by the devil, and now her trapped, taut body was assaulted by the waves of
sensation, her hips moving in sharp, tiny thrusts against the mattress. "Do not
cum yet, little slave" she heard him say and she moaned, desperate to obtain the
release. Then she felt the butterfly slipped beneath her, spreading her naked
lips and pressing against her clit, and in a moment, it too was alive with
shuddering motions against her. Her entire body tensed with the rush, her head
drawing up and back, a loud, almost startled moan escaping her lips... "And now,
the hindrance" And then she felt the first drops of the hot wax against her ass,
just over the nexus of her wrists and ankles... It stung and swelled through
her, and almost instinctively drove her hips down, hard, against the butterfly,
causing the vibrators inside her to brush her inner walls. She felt a sob of
pure pleasure well up and burst from her lips, her mind exploding with the rush
of unspeakable feelings that now conquered her rational thought. "Now, slave,
you may start cumming"... And as if well trained, she exploded, more intensely
than ever in her life before... the combination of the new position, the new
torments, the drowning sensations overwhelmed her and she cried out as if dying,
as the wave tore through her body and escaped from her mouth in a screaming rush
of pure cumming. And even before that wave had rolled completely away, the next
struck, deeper, longer and more intense. "OH GOD, MASTER" she wailed, her voice
disbelieving "OH GOD! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING! OH GOD! OOOOOOH
GOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD!" And the sensations rolled through every part of her and
tore her to shreds, reassembled her and tore her again.... And even as that wave
began to ebb, she felt his hand between her legs, taking the end of the devil
and slowly beginning to turn it deep inside her... and the third cumming ripped
through her. Now she was beyond words, merely wailing and sobbing like an
animal, her entire body twitching, pulling on the tight bonds... And even as
that began to drift down she felt the devil being slowly drawn from her and then
pressed, firmly, back in, deeper than it had ever been, and the fourth cumming
exploded inside her.... making the first three feel like mere heralds of it's
intensity... And even as she was torn apart by it, she could feel the slip knots
on her ankles pulled and her legs dropped to the mattress, her bound wrists
falling against her back and her entire body sagging down, pressing her face
into the cool sheets. She lay there sobbing in pure ecstasy, and from somewhere
in the little portion of her mind that remained she though about what she had
just said, how she had answered his questions.... and she thought to herself...
with a tiny inner smile... "Oh shit... I'm in trouble now..."




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