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I awoke slowly, trying to figure out where I was. Last thing I remembered, I had been sitting at the bar talking to some guy and having a drink.
I needed to open my eyes and figure out where I was. Wait, my eyes were open, what the hell?! I reached up to my face, or I should say I tried to reach up to my face, but for some reason, my arm didn’t work. I must have slept on it wrong and it was all numb or something. Wait, the other one isn’t working either. What in the hell is going on here?
“I see you’re finally awake,” I heard a male voice say.
“Who are you? Where am I? What the hell is going on!?? I asked, my voice rising with each question.
“Just call me John Smith,” he said with a bit of a laugh, “and you’re in, well, let’s just say, you’re in my fantasy.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” I asked, fear lacing my voice and making it shake.
“Oh nothing to panic about, I’m not a murderer or anything like that, I’m just going to…enjoy your visit with me.”
“Wha, what….what’s that supposed to mean? Why can’t I move, what did you do to me?”
“I’ve restrained you and blindfolded you, I haven’t gagged you, yet….we’ll see if that changes later….”
I felt a cold chill wash over my body and I started shaking in fear.
“Now just lay back…and enjoy,” he said, his voice moving away from me.
I lay there straining to hear what was going on. I heard him moving around and some rattling and then I heard him moving closer to me.
I lay there waiting to see what was going to happen next. I felt his hands on my body and realized I was naked. Naked, tied down arms and legs, blindfolded and completely at this man’s mercy.
I felt him pour something on me and felt him rubbing it all over my body, sliding his hands up and over my breasts, over my arms, my throat, down my legs, between my legs…..he rubbed it all over my body making sure I was well greased. Once he had rubbed it all over my body, he came back to my breasts and spent several minutes rubbing and massaging the liquid onto my breasts. Next I heard him rummaging around and then I felt a sharp pinch on each of my nipples. I cried out and writhed in pain.
“What are you doing?!” I cried out.
He didn’t answer me. My nipples were normally sensitive and now being pinched with something, they were unbearable painful. I felt him tap whatever was on my nipples and I screamed, pain shooting thru them.
“Hmm, yes, very sensitive, I like that,” I heard him murmur. “I knew they would be, I could just tell.” I heard something start running and I felt whatever I was laying on start moving. I felt myself tilting up so I was upright but still tied down. “Hmmm, which ones, which ones,” I heard him say and heard things being moved around, then I felt him grasp whatever he had clipped to my nipples and suddenly felt my breasts being pulled downward and new pain shot thru me. I screamed again and he said, “Yes, yes, that was a good selection, I thought that was the right choice.” He repeated what he had done to the other breast and I started sobbing, tears rolling down my checks under the blindfold.
“Please,” I sobbed, “Please, I don’t know what I did, but please, you don’t have to do this, just let me go, I won’t say anything to anyone, just please, let me go.” I begged him.
He didn’t answer me. I heard some more movement and I heard him continue talking to himself. “Let’s see, let’s see, what to try next, so many choices….so many…”
I felt him pinch some skin above my ribs and felt something pinching my skin and then another and another until I felt clips in rows all down the front of me. They hurt, but not as badly as my breasts did. It felt like he was clipping clothes pins all over me. After every few pins, when the pain in my breasts would become a dull ache, he would flick my nipples, or yank lightly on whatever he had attached to my nipples, making the pain fresh and sharp all over again. By this time I was hoarse from screaming and barely had a voice left. All I could do was whimper and moan in pain.
Next I heard him behind me and a new wave of fear overcame me. I could only imagine what he was going to do to me next.
I felt his hands on my ass and I felt him rubbing more oil on me, rubbing it up and down the crack of my ass. I was really scared now and tried again to pull on my restraints screaming raggedly and begging him again. He ignored me and continued what he was doing.
I felt him pull my ass cheeks apart and rub his finger around my puckered asshole sliding a finger into my ass and spreading the oil inside me. Next I felt him insert something cold into my ass and heard a wheel squeeking and felt my asshole being pried open. I screamed hoarsely again trying desperately to pull at my restraints. Every time I did this, whatever was attached to my breasts started swinging and new pain would wash over me.
My ass was stretched painfully wide and I felt him insert something into it and then I felt liquid being squirted into me, quickly running back out of my wide open asshole and running down my legs to drip off my feet.
“Eeny, Meeny, Miny, Moe,” he murmured, “which object do I stick in which hole?” I trembled with fear.
I felt him put something against my ass and then he slowly pushed it in, pushing and rotating it getting it coated in oil and forcing it deep into my ass, pulling and stretching it open even more, making me shake and quiver with pain. He pushed it in until it wouldn’t go any further, left it there, then moved back around in front of me.
I felt him take whatever he had hung on my breasts off, and I threw up a quick prayer of thanks, before realizing, he was clipping something back on them and these were even heavier than before.
The pain was so intense, I almost passed out. It felt like whatever he had put on my breasts were trying to rip them completely off my body.
Next I felt him between my legs, sliding his finger up and down my slit, rubbing lubrication all over my pussy lips before pulling them open as far as he could and clipping something to each lip. I screamed again and tried to buck away from his hands but was restrained so well, I could barely move. He pulled each lip to the sides and I felt him attach them to something holding them wide open. They were stretched open tightly and painfully. I felt him fingering my clit and felt him slide it’s hood back and expose it. I felt him clip something to that and the pain was so intense that this time I did pass out.
I have no idea how long I was unconscious but when I woke up, my whole body was one mass of pain. I could feel my clit being stretched like my nipples and he had inserted something large into my pussy as well, something he was sliding in and out of me roughly, shoving it in so far and so hard it slammed into my cervix again and again, bruising me from the inside as well.
At this point all I could do was moan weakly, each time he thrust it into me, each time he made the things pulling on my nipples and clit swing back and forth. I had no tears left, I had nothing left. He spent the next several hours abusing my body inserting who knows how many things inside me, each one bigger and harder than the last, each weight on my nipples and clit heavier and heavier.
After a period of times, I noticed his movements becoming slower and could hear his breath becoming more ragged and he was starting to moan himself.
“It’s time for the finale,” he whispered to himself and he moved away again for a minute, coming back and sliding something inside my pussy yet again, then I felt him remove what he had placed on my clit and I felt him place something against it and then I felt a vibration against it. He had a vibrator up against my clit now. He rubbed it slowly back and forth against my clit which was still very painful and felt like it had been stretched an inch. He started moving the object inside my pussy in and out slowly and then turned it on to a low vibration setting also. Next my ass started to vibrate. He rubbed it against my clit again lightly, back and forth, back and forth, alternating sliding the items in my pussy and my ass in and out also. Every minute or so, he would up the vibration speed of either the vibrator in my pussy or the one in my ass, making the buzzing more intense.
I could not believe it, but my pussy was starting to get wet and his rubbing the vibrator against my clit was making the stretched sensitive tip tingle. Now I was moaning for a different reason and as he turned the vibrators in my pussy and ass up to full speed, I knew that against all odds and in spite of everything he had spent the last hours doing to my body, he was going to make me cum.
He turned up the vibration on my clit and started rubbing it harder and holding it on there for longer and longer periods of time before pulling it away and making me moan for him to put it back on. Closer and closer he would bring me to the peak before pulling it off again and again.
He finally held it there, his breathing ragged and harsh, hard against my clit and gave me the release I needed. My body shook and quaked, weights on my breasts swinging wildly back and forth and the combination of the pain and the pleasure mixed caused my orgasm to hit another level and I passed out again.
Next thing I knew, I woke up, fully dressed, lying on the bed in my apartment. I thought for a minute that I had dreamed it, but when I tried to move I knew it hadn’t been a dream. Every single inch of my body felt bruised and tender. A note lay next to me on the bed.
“Thanks for participating in my fantasy. I know you enjoyed it as much as I did. Until next time.”
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