Written by StuCam777

BDSM
27 Jul 2012


I slowly open my eyes, blinking against the bright lights, my head and body aches as I try to move and get my bearings. I see you striding like a predator across the room, appearing pleased that I've come round. You have a wry grin, as the heels of your long black leather boots click on the hard stone floor and echo around the room. You're dressed all in black with a short skirt and tight blouse, with some form of official insignia on your lapel. You haven't attempted to conceal the pistol, secured provocatively in a shoulder harness.

I've no idea what I've meant to have done, but looking at your face I feel terrified that something awful is about to happen to me soon. I'm only wearing a light gown, and my arms and legs are strapped outwards with strong leather cuffs to the re-inforced sides of an elevated bed. You stop at a nearby table and browse the various implements upon it, you pick up a long thin rod, and smile again as you caress something made of shiny metal which is attached to a strange dial. You come up to the bed and trace down my face with the rod, enjoying the look of fear in my eyes as I wince, waiting for the first vicious blow.

Someone calls at the door and you walk out of the room to meet with your superior, leaving me momentarily alone. I quickly scan for anything that could help me, and I pull against the cuffs, trying to find any weakness in my restraints. I see one of the cuffs is quite worn and moves a little up and down the metal frame. I pull it down to where the frame has a sharp edge, and work it back and fore like a sawing action, whilst glancing at the door panicing that you're about to return at any second. Thankfully I'm not disturbed, and after several frantic minutes, I frey the cuff enough for it to rip. I quickly undo the other wrist and one ankle before I hear you click back into the room and shut and bolt the massive metal door with a solid clang. I quickly position myself back as if I was still restrained, knowing that if you saw me attempting to completely free myself I could be shot in an instant.

You look content that you can carry on after the interuption, as you come close and lick your lips as you survey your iminent victim. You pull on some slim black leather gloves and slap me hard in the face, as you raise your hand to hit again, I sit up sharply and grab your wrist with one hand and take your pistol out of your holster with the other and throw it clattering across the floor. You look shocked as I grab your throat and push you firmly down on the bed, your arms swing wildly hitting my back, not making enough impact to stop me. I manage to loosen my final cuff and I step off the bed so I've more leverage to hold you down on your back. I slap you in the face and as you glare at me in disbelief, I manage to get your wrist fastened in the working restraint. I reach over and find some strong tape before holding your wrist against the metal frame and wrapping it round and round so your arm is totally incapacitated.

I draw breath as you glower at me, furiously pulling at your restraints before realising it's futile. I lean across you and stroke your face and neck, before grabbing your blouse at the collar and ripping it open in one strong movement. I tear off a strip of your blouse and tightly gag you in anticipation of the screams to come. I admire your breasts through your black lace bra, then pull it down to release your nipples which already appear pert and arroused. You lash out with your leg, trying to kick me whilst I'm distracted. I grab your skirt and drag it down over your boots, exposing matching black lace knickers and stocking tops. I strap your ankles into the leg harnesses, deciding to leave your boots on as I'm getting turned on with the contrast between delicate white skin and the black lace and leather.

I look over to the table you were surveying earlier, and come back with several items, including the thin rod that makes a very satisfying 'swish' in the air. I whip you quickly once in the inner thigh, on the bare skin just below your knickers. You cry out as an angry red line quickly appears on your pale flesh. Pleased with the result, I plant a matching blow on your other thigh, which if anything is harder that the first, making you cry out again. I run the rod up along your body, around your breasts and circle one of your nipples, enjoying the pleading look in your eyes, willing me to stop. I give the rod a little flick, just enough to sting your erect nipple, I then grab the other nipple and give it a firm twist to share the pain.

The strange dial you had earlier, has two wires with clips at the end and a smooth stainless steel probe the size of a thick pen. I switch it on and drop the probe with a shout, as the electric shock hurts my hand and jolts up my arm. I switch the dial back to zero and plug in the two rough clips with the strong springs. I postion the clips on your nipples and already the pressure is causing you some distress, but it's nothing compared to the scream you make as I twist up the dial and make your back arch in pain.

I remove the clips from your abused nipples and pick up the probe. You try without success to defensively close your legs to protect yourself from what you expect I'm going to do next. I delicately pull your panties to the side and softly rub your pussy to see if you're wet enough for the probe. You lie still, enduring the intimate abuse, relieved that the pain has momentarily subsided. I lean over closely and smell your scent, as my sadistic revenge is making me more arroused than I've ever felt before. I kiss along the red welt on your inner thigh, working towards your smooth pussy lips, which I lick and caress with my mouth. I separate them slightly and sense you moan as I move up and flick my tongue across your clit.

I bury my face deeper, and ease a finger inside at the same time, rubbing upwards and moving faster and faster as you get incredibly wet. My other hand nestles under your smooth backside and my thumb massages your juice around your tight asshole. I lick firmer and faster as I hear your breath quicken and rhythmic moaning getting louder and louder. I keep going as you're getting closer and closer, then your whole body shakes and judders, and you scream out as your climax fully hits.

I slow down as your orgasm subsides, enjoying how you twitch when I occassionally lick your over sensitive clit. I can't wait any longer, I'm so hard and throbbing, desperate for release. I position the head of my cock just inside your pussy lips, then force in my full length in one strong thrust. Even though you're very wet, you still gasp at this sudden intrusion, as you unsuccessfully try to back away. As I thrust faster and lean over you, you lift your head close to my neck, attempt to bite me. I take a big grab of your hair and hold you down so firmly your scalp aches at how tighly you're being clasped. With you held so firmly, I kiss behind your ear, and kiss slowly in a line down to your collar bone.

I feel my own climax approaching as I speed up for a final time, I withdraw and shout out as my cum spurts over your breasts and neck. You're still flushed, but I guess it's now more due to sex than anger or pain.

I find my clothes and quickly get dressed. You're watching my every move, but seem content that I'm not going to do anything else sadistic to you now. I give you a kiss on your forehead, then disappear through the large metal door......