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Diane Part One
Diane stood 6'2", 145 pounds, and all of it was in the right places. Large enough tits to be properly played with, slim waist, hips wide enough to be ridden wildly. She stood out in that crowd of uninhibited bar patrons. Both Jeff and Carl saw her at the same time. "Now there is one lady I would like to have tied to my bed." said Carl.
"Your bed, my ass. I've got a greek cross that needs her more. Can't you just see that young, firm body, stretched out and sweating. Waiting for the next lash of my whip, or maybe a shock to her juicy cunt from the cattle prod. Damn I've got to get her spread. " "Jeff, maybe we could share her. Have you seen her talking to any of the guys around here?"
"Nope. She's with that table of pusses. I think I will go ask her to dance, and see what happens." Jeff got up and walked over to Diane. "Excuse me, Would you like to dance." "Sure." "My name is Jeff Atkins, whats yours?" "Diane Williams."
They went on out to the dance floor, and danced. After the dance, Jeff introduced her to Carl, and bought her a drink. Through out the evening they danced several times. As the bar was about to close, Jeff asked if he could drive her home, and the invitation was accepted. Carl took his own car home, after saying goodnight. Once out in the parking lot, and in Jeff's car, Diane began to kiss and nibble his ear. Jeff was hot enough just from the thoughts he had been thinking all evening. Soon her blouse was open, and her tits were free. Jeff had presence of mind to calm things down enough to get her to his home in the country. Once inside, he got her into the bedroom, undressed, and into bed. Stripping himself, he just about dove in bed with her. It was like a wrestling match between them. Hands all over each other, lips the same. His dick in her mouth, cunt and ass. Minute after minute, hour after hour. The two sweating bodies rubbed, and rolled together. At around seven in the morning they fell asleep.
The next morning, or rather afternoon, Jeff was the first to wake. After getting out of bed, he got a pair of his handcuffs and put them on her wrists, behind her back, then tied her ankles. The next thing was to shower, shave and get some coffee. He started the coffee first, then got into the shower after looking in on the still sleeping beauty.
"HEY. What the hell is going on? Jeff where are you? " Screamed Diane. Jeff strolled into the bedroom with his cup of coffee.
"Well you finally woke up. Good. I just didn't want you to leave while I was in the shower. And I have plans for you today. Or should I say, I have plans for your tits, and your cunt. I don't think that you would volunteer for what I have in mind, so I restricted your movements."
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"Just what do you have in mind? I mean I came home with you. I love the way you fucked me, and ate me. I loved sucking every inch of your cock. What wouldn't I like. Untie me you son-of-a-bitch."
"Now, now you dumb cunt. I happen to be a master of sexual pain, and I plan to torment your tits and pussy for my pleasure. Would you 'allow' me to stick needles in your tits and the lips of your pussy? I think not. Would you allow me to use a whip on your lovely ass or your tits. I also plan to use a new electrical device to stimulate the flow of juice in your cunt. Now tell me the truth, would you 'allow' me to take these liberties with you?"
"Hell no, and I am going to fight you all the way. How do you think you are going to get away with these things? You've kidnaped me for sex. And you are going to torture me. You will go to jail for this..."
"I really don't think so. When I'm done with you today, you are going to be begging for more. Pleading for me to lash your cunt and tits. Crying for the bite of my cane across your ass. Yes, believe it, you will." Jeff scooped her up and took her first to the bathroom, and set her on the pot. She fought him every inch of the way, but once there, she did her job. He used a hot, moist rag to wash her off very roughly, then once again scooped her up and carried her to the basement. When the lights came on, she saw what was waiting for her. It looked like a modern version of a torture chamber in a castle somewhere in old Europe. Across the room was a huge 'greek cross', a large wooden 'x' made from two pieces of wood measuring 12" by 12". The top was held in place by a rope to each of the tops. These ropes ran through pulleys, and then to a cleat. On each of the four ends were hooks, used to hold whatever. Jeff dropped on a chair long enough to get four sheepskin cuffs for her wrists, and ankles. There were metal rings set in these cuffs, and they locked into place. Again he picked her up and took her to the 'x'. There he untied her ankles and quickly slipped the rings onto the hooks that would hold her legs wide apart. Next he unlocked the handcuff from her left wrist, and refastened it to a deadeye. Taking the left arm and stretching it upward, it too was fastened to a hook. He repeated the process with the right arm. Stepping back to admire his new toy, he moved a lever which lowered the area beneath her feet and left her suspended in place.
"My dear." He said. "I'll make you a bet, that within four hours you will be begging me to keep you for my pleasure. But first things first. I promised you that I would stick needles in your tits and the lips of your pussy. The idea is twofold, first to give me pleasure in hearing you scream, and second to sensitize them for use later."
He crossed the room and took out a tin box, and opened it so that she could see the contents. There were many needles, all were thin and of different lengths. Taking one that was about three inches long, he approached her. He bent forward and kissed a spot on her left tit, just above the nipple. Then he pinched the flesh there and ran the needle just under the skin. Diane screamed loudly, and he told her to scream as much as she cared to, no one would hear her. Within the next fifteen minutes he planted a dozen needles in her tits, and five in the lips of her cunt. She had screamed herself hoarse, and had started to sweat heavily. Tears streamed down her face, and Jeff only laughed at her. Jeff left the area for a moment, returning he had a rubber sheet that had long, large dowel rods at each corner. He set it up between her legs. "This will catch any 'accident' you have while I go an get my new toy. In the mean time I want you to enjoy the new feelings in your cunt and tits. The pain will go away, but I want you to relate it to the pleasure that you will feel later."
He left the room, and a second later the lights went out. There was still enough light to see dimly. As she looked around, trying to find something to take her mind from the burning she felt. Off in one corner were a number of coat hooks, with bras and panties on them. Over each was what she thought were photographs, but she wasn't sure, since she couldn't see that well. Next to them was a stock, like the one she had seen in old pictures of the pilgrims. There were many things she did not recognize, and didn't care to think about their use. The minutes seemed like hours. Soon, in spite of the lingering pain, she felt sleepy. She began nodding off. All of a sudden she felt as if she had to relive herself. Dare she just go, or would he be mad and add to her pain. Then she realized that the pain had passed. Had he come down while she was asleep and removed the needles. As she looked down at herself, she discovered that they were still there. She was amazed that she felt no pain from them. Then lights came on, and Jeff reappeared. He was carrying a metal box that had electrical cords coming from it. Without a word he set it down on the floor, and removed the rubber sheet. Jeff just looked at her for a long moment.
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