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Educated, likeable, sociable, some would say a professional male dominate type A personality... Perfectly respectable, but with a terrible affliction to satisfy... So...the Vanilla side (for starters)In between translating ancient scrolls and saving the world, (insert all kinds of humor here), you might find my head buried in a book or discovering new things around town. Mutual trust and open communication is awesome! Im into the arts, history, museums, geneaology, galleries, hikes in the mountains, sporting events, new discoveries, and intellectual conversation over wine and good company. I love to travel internationally and do so 2 to 3 times per year.

The BDSM side Im into women who are more the adventurous and risk taking type...enjoys rougher s of sex as well as all things bondage.

Seeking women who love to dress up for play (pantyhose, stockings, heels, costume play, remotely controlled sex toys, etc.). I have a varied array of interests that are rather limitless. Someone into self bondage play when we are not together. Ohmibod vibrator play comes to mind(if you dont know what this is look it up)

Seeking someone educated, likeable, sociable, possibly even with a demuresub-like personality.....perfectly respectable, but with a terrible affliction for being....prone to the occasional outbreaks of frantic, uncontrolled lust for heavy, strict, inescapable bondage. Yes, I do crave someone who yearns to be bound, tied, even strapped up tight, willingly or by force... Straps in particular are so much more secure, solid and safer for long term use. Wrist and elbows in back...perhaps a waist belt holding your arms tight against your back.. ankles and knees, maybe extended or in a frogtie to make a more compact package if travel is involved. And little shiny padlocks on all of them, with no sign of a key...Once strapped and locked up tight, the only way to stop the noise is a thick, packed gag. Probably several layers, stuffed inside and out... or a pump-up if Im feeling exotic. After that....?Who knows...

Would prefer someone who finds rough handling to be very arousing and if it leads to helplessly tied, gagged sex, so much the better... Nothing hotter than a woman being driving deep inside by a man, while you struggle and fight the bonds, and the whining and begging through the gag slowly turning to rhythmic grunts of pleasurable surrender.Im looking for a long-term, meaningful relationships as the obvious choice although, who knows? Anything might happen, but Im looking for either the one or at the least occasional times with people who can feed my need to inflict your being bound, gagged, carried off and roundly used, then taken out for breakfast when we have finished after a long night and enjoyable session.

High Heels
Asphyxiaphilia (Breath Play)
Masturbation
Blindfolds
Bondage
BreastNipple Torture, Clamps, etc.
Chastity Devices
Chains
Cling Film
Denim
Dildos (Handheld Strap-ons)
Domination
ExhibitionismSex In Public
Electrotorture (EMS TENS units)
HandcuffsShackles
LaceLingerie
Leather
Masks
Nipples
Role Playing
MasterSlave
Vibrators
Voyeurism
Humiliation
Lactation
Pantyhose Stockings

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6/3/2017 4:43:42 AM
Self Bondage / Rape Scene. 

Posted:Apr 27, 2008 5:10 pm
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2008 7:51 am
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*** This scene was played out by and ex-playmate of mine in her office in Hamburg, Germany in summer of last year..so NOT fiction...its real so enjoy ***

Today, I wore a black short skirt, nude pair of pantyhose, black high heel pumps, a dark blue bra, and a pair of wireless vibrating panties. I added a crisp long sleeved white blouse and a tight breast enhancing black vest on top of that. I also wore my hair loose today. Under that I added a pair of plastic nipple rings to provide stimulation and a level of discomfort to my sensitive nipples. Inside each bra cup was affixed a strip of scratchy and abrasive material that provided additional discomfort and stimulation to each nipple (sort of a brillo pad affect). Lastly a medium sized dildo was inserted for maximum stimulation in conjunction with the vibrating panty.

After we talked I switched off my pc (it was 6:30pm and time to leave the office for the weekend) and got my stuff and made my way to the elevator passing by the cleaning crew on the way there.

I got on the elevator and could hear the last seconds of my mobile ringing and I looked at my cell and there was a missed call and two textmessages. They said that he was coming to get me. I thought about the strange calls that I recieved earlier along with the textmessages.

When I got off the elevator I walked into the back part of the basement of the office tower to quickly look for a place to play out my planned scene. The only thing I could hear was the doors of the elevator closing and my heels clicking on the floor.

Once I got further down it got darker and since it always gives me a weird feeling when i walk through the dark, I was getting a bit nervous.
I opened a few doors and at one of them I put my head into the room to see where a good spot would be to begin.

I immediately pretended to have been surprised by someone as I put one of my hands infront of my mouth and the other around my waist to simulate my capture. I then went into the room and pushed myself against the wall while closing the door shut behind me in this way.

I thought about that voice telling me that he told me he would get me and that it was even easier then he thought. There was nearly no light in that room. I went into one of the corners, got onto my knees and thought about this stranger pushing me down.

I took the rope and tied my ankles and knees together really tight. I then opened my blouse a little bit and pulled the nipple rings attached to my breasts a bit tighter. I took more rope and encircled my torso securely tieing my arms and breasts above and below my tits tightly. I then placed the penis gag into my mouth and secured it behind my head, already thinking how this stranger would force me to suck on it.

Finally, I added the blindfold, switched on the remote controlled vibrating panty and tied my hands behind my back with a pair of handcuffs.

My bondage complete, I started trying to push that gag out of my mouth. I started moving a bit trying to get out of those ropes. Started thinking about this stranger trying to push their cock into my mouth even further.

Then I started struggling a bit and then thought about him pulling my hair and I changed position so I was lying on the floor on my stomach. I could feel the scratchy adhesive pads inside my bra on my nipples. The sensation of the rough material on my nipples turned me on even more.

Then thoughts turned to that dildo inside of me. 
I was thinking about him raping me. I tried desperately at that point to get those ropes off and at that point i had my 1st orgasm and it was very intense. I was surprised that it came that fast.

Next, I moved to my side and it took a few minutes to recover but the vibrating panty was still vibrating and stimulating my clit. I also started sweating at that point. 

After a while, I thought about being pulled by my hair again on my back and him pulling on my sensitive nipples...pinching and sucking them.
At that point, I tried begging for him to stop; i could still feel that stimulation on my clit. I thought about beeing told to hold still, but I
still tried to move of course. 

I thought about him putting a knife to my neck and then I started to struggle even more. I thought about being threatened that he would hurt me if i wouldnt hold still and this turned me on alot again. 

I kept still for a while just enjoying the sensation on my clit, on my nipples and sucking on the penis gag and started sweating even more then before at that point as it was getting really hot in that room. I had my second orgasm like that! I started shaking alot from the intensity of this more massive orgasm.

Suddenly, I could hear foot steps far away as someone really was in the basement for a turn, but they faded off. I thought i would pass out
as my muscles were weak at that point from all struggling I had been doing.

My thoughts went back to him and the knife and Itried to free myself again, but i couldnt move that much because i was still shaking from the 2nd orgasm. My knees were weak and I thought about a total stranger actually doing this to me for real and i started to cry a little. At this point I was really feeling helpless and lonely at that point and i was a bit scared of passing out from the exhaustion, so I just stayed in that position for a while trying to stop crying.

After a while I was able to regain my strength and decided that it was time to stop. I undid myself, got my stuff together, and
went out of the room to the bathroom to clean myself up a little bit before heading home.

6/3/2017 4:42:00 AM
Rape Fantasy 

Posted:Apr 30, 2008 6:46 am
Last Updated:Jun 6, 2008 8:56 pm
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Katy is already waiting for me. I give her a big hug and apologize for being late. She smiles at me and says that its ok and she takes my hand and we walk to the entrance of the club. We love to go dancing and to flirt. I put on a short black skirt today and a very tight light blue blouse, some nice high heels and tanned pantyhose to make my legs look nice and smooth. Katy is wearing a short jeans-skirt, some high heels and a white top. Her legs look great in pantyhose. We walk straight to the dance-floor and start dancing. We love flirting but prefer to leave it at that. We are not the type that jump into bed with just any guy. After a while we decide that its time for some drinks and head to the bar. There is a guy who was looking at us the entire time we were dancing already and we thought we would be cheeky enough to just walk up to him. He smiles and I say "Hi, how about you get us some drinks" and put on my sweetes smile. Katy sits down at the bar just next to him putting one leg over the other and revealing that she is not wearing panties. The guy ordered us some drinks straight away. That was easy. 

We start sipping on the drinks and the guy introduces starts trying to chat us up. We flirt with him for a while and then decide its time for our next "victim". Katy gets up and says "You know it was nice talking to you and thanks for the drinks but we prefer something more female". She grabs my butt and squeezes it and i give her a kiss. We have been best friends for years already and we love the look on the face of men when we tell touch each other and tell them we prefer females. The guy looks at us and seems a bit upset. We dont care and head for the dancefloor again. After a while Katy tells me that she needs some fresh air and she will be back in a while. I just nod and keep dancing.

After about half an hour Katy is still not back and I start wondering where she is. I decide to go outside and look if she is still there. I can't see her infront of the entrance so I decide to check on the parking lot. As I walk past the first few rows of cars, the voices and the music from the club slowly fade away. I think to myself "It is pretty dark here". I try to get on my toes to see if I can see Katy's car from there but I can't. Just as I was about to keep walking I feel a hand grabbing me around my waist and another hand pushing on my mouth. I get pulled behind a van. I try to free myself but that guy is so strong. He puts something into my mouth and puts tape over my mouth. I try to scream but there is not alot coming out. He pulls my hands behind my back and ties them together. I try to scream louder and hope that someone is going to pass by to help me. I can feel rope being put around my torso above my breasts and beneath it. I can hear the door of the van opening and i get pushed into it. I fall to the ground and suddenly can see Katy there. She is tied up and gagged lying on the floor of the van. I am in shock. The guy ties my ankles and my knees together and closes the door. Katy looks at me and I can see that she was crying. I start panicking and try to kick my way out of the ropes but they are just to tight. I try screaming again and can hear a familiar voice laughing and saying "Don't worry, I tied you up tightly, you are not going to get out of them". It's the guy from the bar. 

He gets in the front of the van and starts driving. Katy and me are still trying to get the ropes off. I keep moving around and struggle. The van drives through the night and we don't even know where we are. After about half an hour he stopps. I start screaming again in hopes someone would hear us. He opens the van and grabs Katy. He lifts her up and carries her away. I try to move to the vans door to try to get out of there but he gets back before i even reach it. He grabs me and lifts me up as well. I try to kick him and he just slaps my face. I stop screaming for a minute just because I am shocked. He carries me into what seemes to be a motel room. I could see that it was old and dirty. He dropped me next to Katy on the bed and stood infront of us. He said " Well you thought you could just make me look like an idiot? You thought you could just turn me on and then turn around and leave? Not with me you little sluts. I am going to have some fun with you now". I look at Katy and she starts crying again. He gets closer and starts grabbing my titts really hard. I start screaming because it hurts. He just laughs and continues. He opens my blouse and pushes the fabric to the side. He pulls down my bra cups to expose my titts. I feel ashamed and try to turn to my side but he has both of my titts in his hands and squeezes them. He pulls on my nipples and pinches them. I starts screaming again. He then gets up and walks to a chair. He openes a bag and comes back with something in his hands. I can barely see anything. He pulls one of my nipples again and attaches a clamp to it. This hurts so much I scream louder and try to move away from him. But he just grabs my other nipple and does the same there. I am in so much pain and can feel a tear rolling down my cheek. He says "That looks nice you bitch". He then starts touching and exposing Katy's titts too. He clamps her nipples as well. I can hear her screaming. He is standing infront of us and starts squeezing our clamped titts, then pulling on the clamps to make us scream some more. He keeps smiling. He lifts up my skirt and starts touching my legs and moves his hands unerneath me to squeeze my butt. I try fighting him but give up after a while.

He removes the rope from my legs and i start kicking him. He gets close to my face, puts a knife against my throat and says "If you try to run away or hurt me or if you don't do what I am telling you I am going to hurt you, understand?" and he runs the knife over my throat. I just nodd. I sure don't want him to touch me but I definately dont want him to kill me. He gets between my legs and starts touching my pantyhose over my pussy. He rubbs it and plays with my clit. Suddenly he ripps my pantyhose open and starts inserting his fingers into my pussy. At this point I just closed my eyes and hoped it would be over soon. He did the same with Katy and then grabbed her by the hair and pushed her head between my legs. He said "You said you prefer pussy, then start licking that one bitch". He removed her gagg and pushed her head on my pussy. Katy was obviously scared having that knife pushed against her throat before that she started licking my pussy. He watched it for a while and then got behind Katy. I could hear his pants open and I could hear Katy scream. He pushed his cock inside of her and started fucking her while she had to lick my pussy. After a while he stopped and pulled Katy off me. He pushed her to the ground and told her to kneel there. He pulled me up and pushed me right next to her. He put the knife against my throat again and removed my gagg. He said "If you start screaming, I am going to hurt you". I just nodded. He stood infront of us. We were kneeling and our hands were still tied behind our backs, our breasts popped out of the rope. He stepped closer an put his cock infront of my mouth. He said "And now suck it. You dare hurt me and you better put effort into this understand?". I begged him to stop this but he slapped me in my face again and pulled my hair to push his cock in my mouth. I started licking and sucking his cock. He put a hand on the back of my head and pushed me deeper on his cock. I started gagging and choking. He didnt care and continued for a while. He then pulled it out and pushed it into Katys throat. I could see her gagging too. He continued switching between us and after a while pulled out and came on Katys titts. He told me to lick his cum off her titts and since I didnt have a choice I did it. I licked it off her and it tastes horrible. It was so grosse but I could still see the knife. He grabbed Katy and pushed her on the bed. He grabbed me and told me to kneel on the bed. He then pushed my back down until my titts where touching the bed. It hurt so badly since it moved those clamps on my titts. 

He got behind me and grabbed my hips. I started begging again. I told him I wouldnt tell anybody but to please let us go. He just laughed and then pushed his cock into my ass. I could feel the pain and started screaming and crying. It hurt so much. But he just kept fucking me as hard as he could. At that point I fainted. 
When I woke up again he was gone and Katy was tied to the bed and was gagged again. I got up and removed her ropes. We both put our clothes back properly and rushed out of the room in case he would come back. We got on a cab and made our way home. We were to ashamed to tell anybody.

6/3/2017 4:41:34 AM
Another Rape Scene 

Posted:Apr 30, 2008 2:30 pm
Last Updated:Aug 2, 2008 9:08 pm
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Katy was smiling at me and said „I think you did the right thing. That guy wasn’t the right one for you anyways”. I smile back at her and nodd. I feel good about my decision to break up with my boyfriend even though he freaked out when I told him. But sitting in this café with Katy and just enjoying a chat with her and then doing some shopping is just great. We finish our coffee and then made our way through the mall. I bought a complete new outfit that I was already looking forward to wear in the evening. I was single again and was definitely up for some fun.



It was already 6 pm when we walked out of the mall. I told Katy I would see her in the evening at one of our favourite bars and we then each made our way home. It was hot outside and I decided to take a shower before preparing myself for the evening. When I got home, I just put my shopping bags on my bed and took off my clothes. I stepped into the shower and enjoyed the fresh water flowing down my body. I thought about the upcoming evening and how nice it would be to meet someone nice and to flirt a little. After the shower I dried my skin and put some nice smelling body lotion on it. I went back to my bedroom and started opening my bags and getting the different items for my new outfit out of them. I started with my new underwear. I put on the new sexy black bra and was about to put the panties on but then smiled and decided to not wear any panties. I then thought about if I should put on a pantyhose or not since it was still warm outside. I decided to wear them though since I just love their feeling on my skin specially without panties on. I put them on and then slipped into my new black skirt. I added the black stiletto high heels that I bought and then put on the low cut red top. I looked at the mirror and was excited when I saw myself. I liked the way I looked specially because I knew I wasn’t wearing any panties underneath that short skirt and I could feel the pantyhose against my pussy. I went back to the bathroom and put on some light make-up and did my hair.



I then quickly had some left-over dinner from last night since it was already getting late. I went to my car and started my way to the bar. I made a quick stop at a supermarket since I at least wanted to get a few things for breakfast tomorrow morning before forgetting about it. When I left the supermarket I slowly walked towards my car. It was dark already and I had a hard time adjusting to the darkness. Suddenly I felt a hand grabbing me and pulling me to the side. A hand covered my mouth. I tried to scream but barely could hear anything coming out of my mouth. Someone quickly pushed a ballgag into my mouth and pulled my arms behind my back. My wrists were tied together and I tried to turn around to see what was going on but couldn’t see who was standing behind me. I could feel that it was a man who was now starting to push me towards an open trunk of a car. I tried to push against him with all my strength but that didn’t make a difference at all. He pushed me against the opening of the trunk and lifted my legs up. It didn’t take long until I was lying in the trunk since I couldn’t use my hands and arms to prevent that. I was lying on my stomach and I could feel hands on my legs. He was tying my ankles together and did the same with my knees. He tied a rope to my ankles, bent them backwards and tied that rope to my wrists on the back. I wasn’t able to move my legs to make them straight. I was starting to panic and tried kicking and moving around. I tried to scream louder but because of the gag nobody heard me. I could hear the trunk being closed and the engine started. The car started moving with me in the trunk. I couldn’t believe what just happened.



The car was still moving and I could hear voices in the front of the car. I tried to reach the knot of the ropes on my wrists with my fingers but couldn’t. I started screaming and crying for a while but then thought to myself that I have to stop this and have to think what I can do. I started searching for any objects in the trunk that I could use to help me free myself but there was nothing. Then the car stopped and I could hear the trunk being opened. A hand grabbed my hair and pulled my head up. I could hear a voice next to my ear saying “You are going to get what you deserve now you slut”. I was shocked and my body froze. I knew this voice. It was my ex-boyfriend Steve. He put his arms around me and pulled me out of the trunk. He lifted me up and carried me into an old building. I couldn’t see were I was. He walked into the building which looked like an old warehouse and it smelled like it too. He stood me up against a wall and pressed his body against mine. It was dark and I couldn’t see him but I could feel him and hear him. He pressed all his body weight against me and I could feel the cold wall on my back. The wall seemed to be moist and it smelled very old. I tried to move away and scream again but he started laughing and whispering into my ear “Nobody just breaks up with me, specially not a slut like you”. He backed off me and a light went on. I could see another woman standing in the room. I was trying to focus my eyes a bit. It was a friend of my ex-boyfriend. I have seen her before. She was smiling. He was still standing infront of me and started smiling when he saw me looking at the woman. He then said “I see you remember Jen. She was very upset to hear that you broke up with me and thinks that you definitely deserve to get a little reminder of who you belong to, isn’t that right Jen?”. I looked over to Jen and she smiled and said “Hell yes, this bitch deserves it”.

My knees started to shake and I tried to beg him to stop but that was impossible through the gag.



Steve grabbed my top and ripped the buttons off exposing my bra. He started squeezing my breasts and I could feel the pain. He was being very rough. Jen came over and started touching my breasts and pulling my bra cups down. I tried to move away from them but couldn’t. Jen took my nipple between her fingers and pinched it, then pulling on it. I was screaming since it really hurt. In the meantime Steve pushed my skirt up and said “Oh well, she is not even wearing panties. She is such a whore”. He started fingering my pussy through the pantyhose. I tried to squeeze my legs tighter together but couldnt stop him from fingering me. Suddenly Jen started slapping me in the face. I looked at her in shock. She looked like she actually enjoyed it. Being slapped in the face was bad enough but having her doing it was humiliating. She slapped me again and again and I could feel my cheeks getting warm and red.

Steve told her to stop and then grabbed me and pushed me down on a dirty matress that was lying in the warehouse. I was lying there on my back and Steve nodded at Jen. She walked towards me, lifted up her skirt and I could see that she wasnt wearing panties. She lowered herself over my head and told me to lick her pussy and make her cum. I closed my eyes and my mouth. I thought to myself that I would never do this. Jen said to Steve "The bitch is refusing to make me cum. I think you should show her that she will have to". Steve walked away just to come back a few seconds later. He kneeled over my hips and leaned forward to my breasts. I could feel his hand on one of my titts and suddenly pain in my nipples. He had attached a clamp to my nipples and the pain made me scream. He did the same to my other nipple and the only thing i could think of was that I had to get the clamps off. I tried moving around and when that didnt work I tried to shake them off. That of course didnt work either. Steve now even started pulling on the clamps and said "I will stop pulling on them only when you make Jen cum and you better lick and suck her good". Jen lowered herself over my head again and I opened my mouth and started touching her pussy with my tongue. I pushed my tounge between her lips and started moving it up and down. Then started sucking on her clit. I could hear that she was reacting to that one and kept doing that to make her cum as quick as possible. I could taste her juices in my mouth by now and I felt very humiliated.

Steve removed the ropes from my legs and spread them. He got between my legs and ripped my pantyhose open. He opened his pants and started pushing his cock against my pussy. He then rammed it all the way inside of me and I started to scream again but stopped immediately when he starte pulling at the nipple clamps again. He started moving his cock in and out of me while i had to suck Jens pussy. She started moaning and I just closed my eyes and hoped it would be over soon. Steve moved faster and faster and then pulled out of me just before he came just to spill his load all over my pantyhose. Jen lowered her pussy all the way on my face and started moving around leaving her juices all over my face. I could hear her moan out loud when she came. 

She got off me and Steve put a iron bar between my legs and tied my angkles to each end of them keeping my legs spread. Jen now got between my legs and had a big dildo in her hand. She just rammed it all the way into my pussy without any mercy. I tried screaming again but Steve at the same time lowered himself onto me pushing his cock into my mouth and starting to move his hips. I started gagging but he pushed it in again and again. He then gave me a chance to breathe and I begged him to stop this and that i would do whatever he wanted but he just said "Shut up slut, its to late for that". Then pushing his cock back into my mouth. It didnt take long for him to come again but this time he shoot his cum into my hair. 

He then released my nipples from the clamps which hurt again and made me cry. He took the ropes off me and the bar between my legs. Jen came over to me and made me clean the dildo with my mouth. I could tell that she was enjoying this. Steve then grabbed me and pushed me to walk infront of him. He walked me out of the warehouse and pushed me into the car. He got in and started the engine. He looked at me and said that he hoped that I learned a lesson today and that he expected me to be at his place tomorrow at 8pm and that I should wear a similar outfit. He is not going to let me go that easily and if I dont do what he asks from me he will do the same thing to Katy. He then let me out of the car two blocks away from home. He said he wants me to walk the rest so everybody can see how slutty I am. 

I didnt know what to think at that point. I got out and walked home noticing the look on some of the guys faces seeing cum in my hair and on my pantyhose.... I was so humiliated.

6/3/2017 4:40:44 AM

Danger Lurks In Unexpected Places 

Posted:Jul 10, 2008 7:17 am
Last Updated:Oct 14, 2008 7:48 am
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Sara had decided to walk to the restaurant where she was meeting her friends for lunch. Marcello's was only five blocks away, and it was a beautiful spring day. Sara loved the Italian restaurant; not only was the food good, but the building that housed it was old and gorgeous.

The petite brunette reached the eatery and joined her three other friends. She had been friends with all of them since grade school, and it was great to laugh and joke around with them. The only bothersome note in the whole meal happened when Sara felt someone's eyes on her. She looked up and across the floor, meeting the eyes of a man. The blond-haired, blue-eyed gent smiled slightly and raised his glass in salute to Sara. While flattered, Sara also felt a bit unnerved by his constant stare.

The young woman went back to chatting and laughing with her friends. When she looked back over to see that the handsome man was no longer there, she felt relieved, yet disappointed. She was jolted back to the table when her friend Marina said with a laugh, 

"Sara? What are you staring at?" 

"What? Oh, uh nothing. Sorry," she replied guiltily. 

"Well, I'm on my way back to work, and so are Tabby and Catherine. Do you want a ride back to work?" inquired Marina.

"No, I walked. I'll walk back as soon as I use the restroom. But thank you," said Sara with a smile.

After a round of cheek kisses goodbye, Sara walked to the restroom. She used the toilet, then went to the sink to wash her hands. She was lost in thought, plotting the remainder of her work day, when someone handed her a paper towel.

"Did you enjoy your meal, Sara? asked a calm voice. She realized with dread that it was the blond stranger from earlier. Two things caused the feeling of dread - the fact that he knew her name and that he was in the women's restroom.

"Wh-What are you doing in here?" she stuttered. Sara went to brush past him to leave, but the man grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her. He placed his other hand over Sara's mouth, then used his leverage on her twisted arm to push her into an empty stall, pulling the door shut behind him.

The man put tape over Sara's full lips and then placed cuffs on the arm twisted behind Sara's back, snapping the other cuff around the support pole of the bathroom stall. The pole was only visible at the top of the stall, and her cuffed arm was extended fully. The stranger did the same with Sara's other arm, using one hand to pull the cuff out of his pocket and place it on her wrist. 

Sara was then immobilized, trembling with fear. The man leaned close and whispered into her ear, "I've waited a long time for you, Sara, for you to come enjoy this particular restaurant."

The curvaceous beauty struggled against her restraints, her eyes wide in horror. The dangerous man pulled up Sara's shirt and reached behind her to unclasp her bra. When her full tits spilled out, the man brushed a single fingers across the nipples. He then wet a finger and circled her nipples, saying gruffly, "Does that feel good, Sara?"

Sara closed her eyes, ashamed that his actions made liquid seep between her thighs. The man laughed, seeming to know what she was feeling. "Yes Sara, I know what you like. I've been watching you for a long time now," he chuckled nastily.

The man then palmed her tits, caressing them roughly. He slid his hands down her skirt, then grabbed the hem, pulling her skirt up around her waist. Sara whimpered, unsure of what he would do next. The stranger rubbed his fingers across the crotch of his panties, then sniffed his digits. "I do believe you are happy to see me, my beauty," he crooned.

He then yanked her panties down roughly, pushed them down past her ankles and off. He picked them up, and said with a smile, "I'll save these for later." He then stuffed them into his pocket.

The man pulled Sara close to him, and slid his hands over her firm ass cheeks. He brought one hand around to Sara's crotch and rubbed a finger against her clit. When Sara jerked in response, the man smiled, intent on his purpose. He continued to rub, watching Sara for her reaction.

Sara fought against the tide of feeling coursing through her. She could tell that she was on the verge of orgasm, but was desperate to deny the man that satisfaction of making her cum. When the man realized what Sara was doing, he smiled, leaned in close, and whispered in her ear, "That's ok, Sara. I'm prepared for that too."

The stranger then stepped back and withdrew a small vibrator from his pants pocket. He turned in on and placed it against Sara's clit, sliding it back and forth, using his other hand to hold back the lips of her luscious pussy. The vibrations from the toy echoed throughout Sara's tiny body. Her head fell back as her muscles began to tighten in pleasure. 

The man smiled slightly and applied more pressure to the tiny instrument of Sara's torture. Sara moaned as she felt her muscles start to tremble. Her attempts to hold back were all in vain against the man's knowing hands.

Sara's vision swam, with prisms of light dancing against darkness. She thrashed against her restraints as the orgasm moved through her, until she was spent. The man smiled again and rubbed a finger against her clit, laughing when Sara jerked violently. He then inserted two fingers into her throbbing pussy, withdrawing them to place them into his mouth, sucked on them gently, and said softly, "Mmmm� But that will have to wait for another time, my dear." 

The stranger then took a soft cloth and a liquid-filled bottle his pocket. Sara watched through heavy lidded eyes as he poured some liquid onto the cloth. He placed the cloth over Sara's nose and as she drifted off the sleep, she heard him say softly, "I'll be seeing you, Sara."

The man quickly put Sara's clothing into place, uncuffed her, removed the tape and placed her limp body on the lid of the toilet, leaning her upper body against the wall of the stall. He washed his hands in the sink, then exited the women's restroom, yanking an "Out of Order" sign off of the door as he pulled it closed. He then strolled away, whistling.

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My dream 

Posted:Jul 6, 2008 10:41 pm
Last Updated:Aug 2, 2008 9:08 pm
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Bondage and forced sex fantasies have always been a turn on for me. Luckily, my husband enjoys helping me act out these fantasies. Our sex life was active and very satisfying. That all changed last week. 

It was my idea---stupid me. I suggested an abduction scenario. I was vague, wanted him to surprise me. I suggested bondage, some light smacking and pinching, and role playing, with him using a dildo to simulate a second rapist (and even third--gang rape has always turned me on) while he was either in my mouth or ass. He was willing, though he repeated his mantra--"I won't really hurt you, if you want me to stop, use my name, I'll stop." I agreed, knowing that he meant it, knowing he would never actually hurt me. 

Then I waited. The anticipation was maddening, not knowing when or how he would "abduct" me, where he would take me, what he would do to me. I took to wearing seductive clothing, garter belts, stockings, push up bras and thong panties, knowing these things would add to the experience. I asked him once when he planned to "kidnap" me, but just smiled and said, "When you least expect it . . . " 

Being "abducted" was the last thing on my mind Christmas morning. I was on call at the emergency room---I'm a physician, you see. The emergency call had come in at 9 pm, just as my husband and I were finishing dinner at La Caille. I drove to the ER, he took a cab home. I didn't have time to change, so I was still wearing my dinner gown and under-dress pretties. Leaving the ER, I was tired, distracted. As I struggled with my keys, a hand clapped over my mouth, and another pinned my arms behind my back. "Oh, shit, NOW?" I thought, but then decided now was as good a time as any, and began to play my part---thrashing, fighting, but not TOO hard. Dragged backwards toward a black van, I mentally congratulated my dear husband for his careful planning. The van was perfect! Dragging me inside, he slammed the door behind us, threw me to the floor. A little rougher than his usual wont, but I liked it. Ski mask, leather jacket--oh, he had really gone all out for me this time! I skittered backwards across the van floor, determined to play my part to the hilt. He lunged at me, twisted me face down, and began binding my arms, elbows to wrists, with some exotic leather restraint. Again, I smiled inside---he'd really gone through some effort for me! Sure, it hurt a bit, but it was a delicious hurt. I felt myself getting wet. This was going to be wonderful! Legs caught and manacled, chained together, hobbled. Oh, yes. 

He grabbed my hair, jerked my head back. This wasn't so wonderful---he was jamming a cock gag in my mouth, and I hate being gagged, and was doubly insulted by the large dick shape being shoved into my face. I began to protest, but the cock sank deep into my mouth, and I was stilled. I looked up angrily, and a leather hood was yanked over my head---the last thing I saw were the angry brown eyes burning into me from behind the ski mask. 

My husband's eyes are blue. 

Oh, my God. Who was this? Where was my husband? No, would he ask a friend to carry out the abduction? Would he? No, he wouldn't. Oh, sweet Jesus, I had just given myself to a stranger, a sicko, a rapist, maybe a killer! I began to struggle in earnest, but I was bound tight, no escape. I began screaming behind the cock gag, thrashing madly against my bonds. The man laughed, "What's wrong, whore? You wanted it just a minute ago, I could see it in your eyes. Too late to change your mind now." A chain was roughly drawn around my throat, and I was secured, face down, to the floor of the van. 

The drive was endless, silent. I struggled, trying to free my hands, trying to extricate myself from this horrible situation. The van finally stopped, and I was roughly dragged from it, across a lot, into a building. I struggled, squirmed, tried to scream around the gag. No one heard me. Once inside, I was dragged down stairs. A heavy door slammed shut and was bolted behind us---by someone else. And then voices, raucous laughter. Many men. Dear God, please help me! 

Dropped on the floor, on my knees, it began. Hands roaming my body as I flinched, tried to dodge. My dress torn open, revealing my large (36D) breasts in the sleazy bra I'd worn just for this---or my fantasy of this---occasion. Rough hands squeezing, pinching, mouths biting, sucking. My dress hiked up, hands probing my thighs, yanking my panties to the side and grinding against my pussy, as though their cruel ministrations could arouse me. 

"Cunt's wet," one of them observed, laughing, "she really is a whore." 

Dragged to a mattress on the floor, my legs were un hobbled, then attached to a thick metal bar---stretched wide, leaving me wide open. I kicked wildly as they bound me, but in vain--there were too many of them, grabbing, forcing. I lay on my back, helpless, open to them, hands secured behind my back, pussy in plain site with my panties pulled aside. I heard zippers, pants being pulled down, and began writhing wildly, hoping against hope that something would give, some bit of leather or chain would break. The men laughed, joked about how ready I obviously was. 

"Who's up first?" a harsh voice asked. 

"How's about we draw cards for it?" 

A grunt of assent, the sound of cards being shuffled. A shout of victory, then the mattress sinking as he climbed between my trembling thighs. I tried to pull my legs up, to gain purchase so I could scoot away, but his feet held the bar down, trapping me. He ran his hands roughly up my legs, my black lace stockings. kneading, squeezing, pinching his way up, he hooked his fingers under my panties and tore them down, leaving them hanging at my knees. My skin recoiled, jumped at his touch, and began screaming anew behind the cruel cock gag. 

Relentless, his fingers parted my pussy lips, ground in, first rubbing me harshly, then plunging into me. I was still wet, and was ashamed. My hips jerked frantically, trying to escape his calloused finger thrusting into me. He laughed, pulled his hand away. Then the head of his cock, rubbing my clit, leaving a hot trail of precum. Then pushing, forcing its way into me as I bucked frantically. He was huge, bigger than any I'd ever had, ever imagined. I was being torn apart, and my body lunged, writhed in helpless agony. Then the thrusting---cruel slamming into my quivering pussy, driving me down into the mattress, forcing cries of pain from my gagged mouth. His hands secured my hips, forced me back toward him with each thrust. His groaning became deafening as he approached climax, his thrusts became frenzied, animal like as his already huge cock swelled, began to twitch wildly inside me. And then his cum-thick, hot, filling me in wave after wave. I screamed again, revolted by the knowledge that his semen was inside me, seeking. It was the 14th day of my cycle, and I wasn't on the pill. I have always been fertile. I felt his sticky spunk working into me, into my womb, and knew that, if he had his way, I would have his child inside me. Please, God, no. 

And then the next, pulling the bar binding my ankles back, pushing until the bar was against my breasts, my knees driven into the mattress by my sides. My pussy was fully exposed, forced up into the air, awaiting his attack. I could feel my lips twitching, the cum from the first slowly trickling out, across my asshole. And then he was in me, pumping, slamming, his throbbing cock filling me, his strokes hard and long, pulling almost out, then driving into me again, slamming my cervix, cramping my belly with their force. He went forever, it seemed, and my legs screamed for release. His balls slapping my ass, his hips bruising my thighs. He came with a shout, his slimy cum mixing with that of the first, competing for my ripe eggs. I was sobbing now---there would be no escape, no refuge. I was to be raped over and over, used terribly, impregnated. I knew this, and the fight went out of me. 

Then came a hand in my hair, jerking my head to the side---the gag removed, and a hot, stinking cock pushing mercilessly against my lips, parting them, pressing on my teeth. I tried to pull away, but the hand in my hair held my head immobile. "Suck it, bitch." a low voice growled, "fucking suck me dry." I clenched my teeth, refusing. Another hand pinched my nipple hard, twisting viciously. I opened my mouth to scream, and he had his opportunity--his huge cock drove into my mouth in a second, slamming the back of my throat, gagging me. He pulled back slightly, and I drew a ragged breath around his giant tool. He drove back in, relentless now, pushing, pushing until I thought I would vomit. And then something gave, and he was in my throat, stretching it wide, cutting off my air even as another gigantic dick began plundering my reddening, sore pussy. 

One down my throat, one in my pussy, both thrusting madly, pinning me, swelling inside me. Dear God, I had fantasized about this! I had masturbated to it so many times, had actually hoped, secretly, that it would happen. Oh, how could I have been so stupid? I hated myself, cried silently as I struggled for air, as their cocks slammed into my mouth, my pussy. 

The swollen tool in my mouth began to twitch, jerk in my throat, and I knew. Knew he was going to fill my belly with his foul spunk. I tried to beg, shout for him to please not do it, don't cum in my mouth! But all I could manage was a choked, "GGMMMMMPH!" as the hot spew began filling my mouth, my throat, sours, horrible. He kept fucking my face, forcing himself so deep that I had no choice but to swallow. I swallowed again and again as wave after wave of cum splashed into my mouth. I felt it making it's hot way to my stomach, coating me. My struggles, my writhing was too much for the rapist in my pussy---he yelled joyously, his cock jumping inside me, then exploding, filling me with his semen. More cum inside me, impregnating me. 

They pulled out, laughing as they called for the next up. My tired mind cried out, wondering how many there could be? I was turned onto my belly, and I knew. Oh, sweet Lord, not my ass, please, not my ass! My husband had tried once---gently, slowly, but it had been agonizing. I found the strength to struggle anew, but this just aroused them more. I began to scream, only to have a new cock jammed between my aching jaws. And then the pressure on my anus, the pushing, tearing into my dry ass. My cheeks contracted, my hips bucked wildly, helping to force him all the way in. How big? 8 inches? 10? And thick, thick as my wrist, he had to be. He buried his throbbing tool in my ass, all the way to the hilt, his matted pubic hairs touching my cheeks. I screamed, grunted in agony around the cock in my mouth as the man in my ass began thrusting viciously, tearing me open, grabbing my hips and rocking me back on his giant dick. 

The cock in my mouth pulled out without cumming, and I drew a harsh breath, my mind thinking maybe, just maybe, it was almost over. But then I was being pulled backward, on top of the man in my ass, so I was laying on his chest. And then another cock, poking, seeking, driving into my pussy. Oh, dear God, double fucked! I had dreamed of this, too! Hoped for it, wished it. Oh, how I hated myself. It was agonizing, being buffeted between the two, one thrusting while the other pulled out, the thin membrane between the two straining. I drew a sharp breath, but before I could scream, my head was yanked to the side and that dick, still slick with my saliva, was jammed back into my mouth, my throat. Choking, gagging, my body triple fucked now, my back arching in pain as I was torn asunder, raped completely. Or so I thought. 

Mattress sinking, a man mounting my belly, my chest. My bra being torn open, and rough hands pinching and squeezing, forcing my breasts together around his distended dick. Tit fucked. Four men, FOUR on me at once, each thrusting, slamming, using my body for their satisfaction. I groaned, muffled by the cock that was choking me, forcing my throat open. The one in my ass came first, his plunging becoming wild, devastating, and his cock twitching as it spewed forth his hot load into my puckering, bleeding asshole. I felt it, burning, spreading up into my bowels. Then the man in my mouth, even as a new cock pressed against my twitching asshole, flooding my mouth with his seed, continuing to thrust, to gag me until he was empty, every drop in my mouth, speeding toward my belly. And then a new one, oh, Jesus, how many were there? My mind began to wander---they would fuck me to death, I knew that now. And I was helpless to stop them. I had dreamed of this, prayed for it, even, and now I would die in agony getting my wish. I passed out, sure I would never awaken.

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