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Evil Bondage
by The Occultist
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With cruel abandon I brought the whip down onto the
flesh of her breasts. She screamed as the shards of
glass in it tore through her skin, releasing scattered
drops of blood. Again I brought it onto her breasts,
whipping them again and again, until they were
thoroughly oozing the red fluid. (MF, bd, tor, v, sn)
***
"All is ready, Master." said my assistant, handing me
my dark robe and rubber devil's mask.
"Thank you. I will enter now." I responded.
The room was dark, lit only by a small black light bulb
in one corner. I could see a table in the center, upon
which was strapped a nubile lass, naked but for the
leather gag in her mouth.
From under my robe I pulled a large cat-o-nine-tails. I
began to stroke it fondly, as I spoke, "We have
captured you from your evil existence. You will now
submit to us. I am in charge of breaking you in, and
you shall call me Master."
With this I walked to the table and removed her gag.
"Now, my lovely, will you renounce yourself as a sinner
in the eyes of the modem god, who you so falsely deny
as fantasy?"
"Never," spat she, "for I worship the corporate god of
Sprint!"
"Then feel the wrath of a phreak scorned!" said I,
raising the whip.
With cruel abandon I brought the whip down onto the
flesh of her breasts. She screamed as the shards of
glass in it tore through her skin, releasing scattered
drops of blood. Again I brought it onto her breasts,
whipping them again and again, until they were
thoroughly oozing the red fluid.
"Bitch!" I screamed, as I lay another stroke upon her
stomach.
"There is no repentance! I shall have my way with you!"
Undoing the straps on her ankles, I twisted her body
over, so her naked ass was facing me, and again
fastened the straps.
I watched the pale globes of her ass squirm in the dim
light, sweat dripping from the crevice between her
legs. I reached out, feeling her firm bottom, slapping
the cheeks for good measure, before raising the whip
again. The lash rang upon her, making her scream in
agony as her ass yielded under the blows. Her buns
turned a dark shade of red, welts rising on them. I
dropped the whip then, wanting to continue on my own.
Climbing upon the table, I undid the clasp of my robe,
dropping it to the floor. My cock, a slight drop of
sperm oozing from the tip, was poised over her ass. I
reached down and spanked her, hard, until she was again
screaming, then plunged my hard cock into her cunt. The
tight walls of her virgin pussy gripped my cock as I
rode up and down, again and again plunging brutally
into her twat. Her body shook as I punched her ass with
both fists, causing her to grip my penis even harder.
I reached under her and fondled her bleeding tits,
squeezing and pulling their maimed exterior, before
applying two nipple clamps to her, firmly twisting them
so as to make her scream in pain, even more blood
coursing down her chest.
I suddenly withdrew from her and stepped down from the
table. From the wall I pulled two lengths of electrical
cord, which I wound onto the nipple clamps. Walking to
a switch on the wall, I giggled, thinking of all the
shares of stock this scummy bitch had owned in various
long-distance companies. The lever went down with a
twist, and the lady on the table screamed, blue bolts
of electricity charging through both tits.
I walked back to the table and withdrew a large rubber
double dong from a drawer. I smashed the dildo onto her
back and ass, whipping her again and again with the
two-pound monster. Then, with a shout of glee, I
inserted the tool of pain and pleasure into her soaked
pussy, now going through electrical convulsions.
Her pussy lips barely opened for the dong, and I had to
push it all the way in by brute force, making her twat
bleed terribly in the process. When it was firmly
lodged inside her, I went back to the switch and turned
it to the off position.
While still at the wall, I yanked the cords from her
clamps, and put them
back. Then I opened a small, hidden closet and produced
a long, thick tire iron. I then strode back to the
table.
Her body was limp, and she unconscious. I untied all
her bonds, while pushing the dildo further into her,
until it was no longer visible at all.
With a heave I lifted her body onto my shoulder, and
took her to another corner of the room, where I
strapped her neck into a guitione, her head hanging
over a basket. I then lifted her ass to a presentable
position in the air, and removed the nipple clamps.
I reached for a hose and turned it on. Foul waste
products spewed forth, directly into her face. She soon
awoke, trying to spit bits and pieces of fesces from
her mouth.
"Well, well, my dear.. your scheme to stop all
phreaking hasn't worked out so well, has it?" I said.
She struggled to reply, but could not, as I had once
again reapplied the gag.
I then walked behind her, where I spread her ass and
applied a bit of Vaseline to the entrance. Grasping the
tire iron firmly, I placed just the tip against her
unloosened asshole. Muffled screams came from her
mouth, her last moments being filled with thoughts of
fear.
I applied the two-pronged end of the iron to her, and
pushed.
Her ass ripped open on the sides, the sharp edges of
the iron being too much for mortal flesh. Blood began
pulsing from the wound, and bits of shit oozed from the
sides of the hole. The tire iron was lodged about an
inch inside her ass, and I pushed further, ripping what
was left of her ass wide open.
Suddenly, the gag dropped loose from her mouth and
unearthly screams filled the air, her moans dragging
far out into the street.
"Fucking whore!" I shouted, lunging the iron all the
way in her ass with my shoulder, thus letting her
uterus fell out onto the floor. But it did no good, her
screaming just reached a crescendo height.
"Take this!"
I reached for the cord which would drop the guitione
blade. Finding it, I gave a pull, and the heavy blade
dropped into her neck, depositing her head in the
basket.
Reaching for the head, I inserted my dick into the open
mouth, and pumped back and forth. My hands groped up to
the eyes, which I yanked out and into my mouth.
An explosion rocked the corridor outside, and the steel
door to my chamber opened.
Standing in the doorway were a squad of MCI and Sprint
fone pigs, staring with agape mouths as I orgasmed into
the lifeless head of their once-chief exec.
"Fools! You will never destroy the phreaks of the '90s!
We are a strong breed!" I screamed, the last drops of
cum oozing from my penis onto her face.
I backed up into the room, the horde of Gestapo trying
to crowd through the door.
Lifting the blade of the guitione into place, I laid my
head into the chopping block and pulled the cord. All
went black.
END
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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