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Subject: FANTASIA: Miss Tully's Bargain  (mf, nc, s/m)
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WARNING: All Fantasia stories contain some or all of the                      

following: Non-consensual sex, rape, bondage, heavy pain,                     

torture, incest, degradation, underage characters. If these                   

things offend you, do not read.                                               

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                 MISS TULLY'S BARGAIN

                    by V.P. Viddler



                         1



     "Sit down, Miss Tully."

     "I'd rather stand, sir. Look, I know what you saw--"

     "I don't want to hear it, Miss Tully. Such behavior is 

unforgivable. Do you know what it could do to this firm if 

anybody had--"

     "I know, and I'm sorry. But it wasn't my fault, Mr. Daniels. 

I just had no choice. If you--"

     "That's enough. Nothing can excuse what I saw. And nothing 

can compensate for it. I'm going to have to fire you, Miss Tully. 

You can--"

     "Please. Please, Mr. Daniels, you can't. I can't lose this 

job, I just--I--"

     "I can't keep you, Miss Tully. Your behavior--"

     "But I--I'll--it won't--"

     "I'm sorry. It can't be overlooked. It can't go unpunished. 

You can--"

     "But--must you fire me, sir? I know I should be punished, 

but couldn't you--"

     "Couldn't I what, Miss Tully?"

     "Well--sir--you might--if you want to punish me--you might 

punish me some other way. Don't you think?"

     "What do you mean?"

     "I know I should be punished, sir. And I'm willing to take 

my punishment. But I can't lose this job, I just can't. So if you 

want to--punish me--any other way--"

     "Miss Tully, I don't know if I understand you. Any way, you 

say?"

     "Any way you want, Mr. Daniels. Any way at all."

     "I see. I--Miss Tully, are you by any chance referring to--

ah--corporal punishment?"

     "If that's what you want, Mr. Daniels."

     "You do know what corporal punishment is, Miss Tully?"

     "Yes, sir. I do."

     "I see. Ah. Well. Corporal punishment. I must say that--has 

its attractions. Yes indeed. To punish you with--what? A strap? 

Or--"

     "Anything you like, sir."

     "Anything I--oh yes, that does certainly have its 

attractions. No limitations, then, Miss Tully?"

     "I--I am not in much of a position to--to bargain, am I, 

sir?"

     "Ah. No. No, you're not. No. Ah. Well. A strap. Or--wait. 

How about this. This ruler here. This looks good. Don't you think 

so? Pretty hard wood, I'd say. Not too thick, but not too thin 

either. I imagine this would hurt. I imagine it could be quite 

painful. What do you think, Miss Tully?"

     "I--Yes, sir. I'm sure it could."

     "Then I'll use it on you, Miss Tully. For your punishment. 

Do you agree to that?"

     "Yes, Mr. Daniels. If that's what you want. Sir."

     "And where, Miss Tully? And how many times, Miss Tully?"

     "That--that is for you to say, sir. I trust you will not  

be--harder on me than--than you think right."

     "But it will have to hurt, Miss Tully. It must hurt you, or 

what is the use of it? Isn't that right?"

     "Yes, sir. I suppose it is."

     "Do you know, Miss Tully, I am quite looking forward to 

this. I am going to enjoy punishing you. Much more than firing 

you. Isn't that nice for both of us?"

     "I--yes, sir. If you say so."

     "I think a fair punishment would be, say--oh--depending on 

location, of course, but let's say on an average--I think a 

dozen. Oh, at least that. A dozen times. Hard ones. How does that 

sound to you, Miss Tully?"

     "It's--that's a lot, sir. If you--"

     "Of course if you would prefer to be fired--"

     "No, sir. No. Please. Please."

     "Than shall it be twelve? At least?"

     "At--at least?"

     "Well, let's say twelve then. But distributed as far as 

location is concerned. Let us agree on that."

     "Yes, sir."

     "The first three--across your buttocks. Good and hard, as I 

said. Agreed?"

     "The--the first three? Only that? But--"

     "Three on the backs of your thighs, I think. They should be 

tender enough. What do you say?"

     "I--if you--"

     "And another three--no--say four--across your back. Well 

spaced, between shoulders and waist. Oh yes, that sounds painful, 

doesn't it? But you won't object, will you, Miss Tully?"

     "I--that--that's only ten--"

     "Yes. I have left two, just two, two particularly hard ones, 

Miss Tully. Do you know for what?"

     "Not--not--"

     "I think you do. Yes, Miss Tully. Your breasts. Two for your 

breasts. The two last. What do you say, Miss Tully. Do we have a 

deal?"

     "I--if you--do that--on my front--I may have to scream. 

People will--"

     "Than I shall gag you, Miss Tully. Do you mind?"

     "I--no. No."

     "Good. All right then. Why don't we start right now. For the 

first three, Miss Tully, why don't you stand right in front of my 

desk and bend forward just a bit--bracing your hands on it--

that's it. Oh, that should be fine. That pushes your buttocks 

out, and I can hit them beautifully this way. I don't think your 

rather thin skirt, and--ah--whatever you have on beneath it--is 

going to afford much protection, do you, Miss Tully?"

     "No, sir. I don't."

     "No. You wouldn't care to pull it up for me, would you, Miss 

Tully?"

     "I--that wasn't--"

     "I see. All right. In which case I'll have to compensate by 

hitting a bit harder, won't I? Are you ready?"

     "Yes, sir. I'm ready."

     "Then--here!"

     "Haugghh! Aaahh. SSSSSS. Oh god! Unhh."

     "How's that, Miss Tully. Did that hurt?"

     "Ahh. Yes."

     "Yes, sir, if you please, Miss Tully. After all as I'm not 

firing you I am still your employer, am I not?"

     "Yes, sir. I--I'm sorry, sir."

     "Now. Try this!"

     "Haaauggghhhh! Waahhh! Augh! Augh! Augh! Oh god, oh dear 

god."

     "And a third."

     "Gaahhh! Ooohh! Jesus! Auggh!"

     "That's the first three, Miss Tully. No, you may as well 

stay as you are. Just stay still. I do like the way you're 

squirming and twisting though. This ruler truly packs a wallop, 

doesn't it. I can tell you are in pain, Miss Tully. But you 

deserve it. Don't you?"

     "I--if you--yes, sir."

     "Now for the three on your thighs. If you bend a bit more it 

will pull your skirt just a jot higher, so that I may perhaps aim 

for your bare skin."

     "I--"

     "Do it, Miss Tully."

     "All right."

     "Of course if you would voluntarily hike it up for me--"

     "Oh please--that's not what--"

     "No. All right. Now let's try--this!"

     "Nnnnnaaauuuu! Oh Jesus god please--"

     "Please what, Miss Tully? Please stop? Please fire you 

instead?"

     "N-no. No, sir."

     "Then you mean please go on. Is that it, Miss Tully?"

     "Unnhh--"

     "Say it, Miss Tully."

     "I--oh--p-please...go on. Sir."

     "All right. I will. But I don't want you to make so much 

noise, all right? I love hearing your sounds of pain, but I don't 

think I wish to share them. And I don't want to gag you until it 

is absolutely necessary. So keep it down, won't you, Miss Tully?"

     "I--yes sir. I'll--I'll try."

     "Good. Let's find out if you succeed. Like this!"

     "GHGHGHGHGHGHGHUNNNHHHAUUU!"

     "Straighten up, Miss Tully. Stand as you were. Up! Bend! 

Brace! Now!"

     "NNNEEEEEEENNNNOOOOO..."

     "Good. That's six. And as you have slid down to your knees 

you may as well stay that way. Bent forward like that is just 

fine. Don't move. Four across the back we said. One!"

     "Don't--"

     "Two!"

     "OHJESUSNOGODAHH!"

     "Three!"

     "Please wait god unnhh no wait please I can't Jesus   

hauggh--"

     "Four!"

     "YAAAAHHHH! CHRIST! OH JESUS! SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS."

     "And that's ten. Two more, Miss Tully. And you know where."

     "Please no. Please wait, I can't--"

     "It's that or be fired, Miss Tully. You made the bargain, 

you keep it. Or--"

     "No. All right. Please just--"

     "Up, Miss Tully. I want you on my desk now. Lying across it, 

so your breasts stand up for the ruler. Up now. Crying, yes, 

that's good. On your back. Arms above your head. Do it, Miss 

Tully!"

     "Please--"

     "Don't move, don't lower your arms."

     "I'll scream."

     "All right. Gag yourself."

     "I--with what--"

     "With your panties."

     "With my--"

     "Yes. Your own panties. Take them off."

     "But--"

     "Now."

     "You bastard."

     "I saw what you were doing, Miss Tully. Remember? Take them 

off."

     "All right. I'm doing it."

     "Ah. Excellent legs, Miss Tully. Fine fine legs. You can 

remove the stockings also. You'll use one to tie the gag in your 

mouth."

     "You enjoy making me do this."

     "How right you are. Now the panties in your mouth. Stuff 

them in hard. Now I'll tie this stocking around your head. Good. 

Now. Lie back. Arms back. Such hard breating, Miss Tully. Makes 

that bosom a moving target. But I will take my best aim--and--"

     "NGNGNGNGGGNNMMMMNNNGHGHGHGGGGGG!"

     "God you bucked up off that desk like a wild bronco. And 

look at you now, rolling on the floor. Rolling and twisting and 

thrashing like a cut worm. Oh that hurts all right. God you look 

good down there. And to think there is still one more to go on 

those tender round breasts of yours."

     "NN-NN! NN-NN! MMMPPHHH! MMPPHH!"

     "Oh? Really, Miss Tully? Anything? You'll do anything? Is 

that what you're saying? If I don't finish the bargain? Right, 

Miss--Ah nodding, nodding your head so wildly. All right, show 

me, Miss Tully. On your knees. Come on. Or take another one right 

across your nipples as hard as I can. No, you don't want that. On 

your knees. Hands and knees, well that will do for now. Crawl 

over here, Miss Tully. Crawl to me. Crawl. That's it. Oh, that's 

a gorgeous sight. Here, Miss Tully. Big and hard from watching 

you twisting around with your skirt up around your hips. I'll 

untie this and pull the gag out. There. Now. You know what I 

want, don't you, Miss Tully. With that mouth. That fine soft sexy 

crying mouth. And you're going to do it for me, aren't you, Miss 

Tully?"

     "Yes, sir. Please. Yes. But don't--"

     "Shut up and do it. Now. That's it. Yes. That's right. Oh 

yes. Oh yes. Oh Jesus yes. Ah do that, Miss Tully, oh Christ 

that's good, lord that is wonderful, keep it up, Miss Tully, 

don't stop. Oh you beautiful crying hurting obedient cocksucker, 

you. Such a wonderful mouth. Such a slavish tongue. Oh yes, you 

earn your salary, Miss Tully. Christ, you convince me not to 

finish your bargain, you just kneel there and suck my dick for me 

you beautiful cocksucking luscious slut whore cunt you. Make me 

shoot off in your mouth and spurt gism down your throat and you 

are going to swallow it all, aren't you, Miss Tully? I say aren't 

you, Miss Tully?"

     "Mmm-hmmm!"

     "Good. And then I am going to fuck you, Miss Tully. Oh yes, 

I'm going to put you back up on my desk and push that skirt up 

over those curvy legs and rip open that blouse and bra and slap 

your breasts until you spread your thighs open for me, and I'm 

going to fuck the shit out of you, Miss Tully, and I'm going to 

do that every damn day from now on. CRY. Swallow..."



                         2



     "You are one great cock sucker, Miss Tully."

     "Oh, damn you."

     "I beg your pardon?"

     "All right, I--I'm sorry. And I suppose if I want to keep my 

job I'll have to do this for you all the time? Is that it?"

     "Of course--but not only that."

     "What?"

     "I may still fire you, Miss Tully. You haven't finished 

paying off our bargain yet."

     "What? No! You said if I--you said I could--do what I did--"

     "Suck me off, Miss Tully. That's what you did. Say it."

     "Yes. Suck you off. And I did."

     "And very nicely too."

     "So you don't--you won't--"

     "Ah, but I will. You as you pointed out before are not in a 

position to bargain. You have one more stroke coming as part of 

your punishment. One very hard touch of the ruler. Across your 

breasts again."

     "I can't. Please--I--"

     "Now if you insist on whining and protesting, it will be 

delivered without your clothing on. On your naked bosom. Is that 

what you want, Miss Tully?"

     "No! God, please...it was so hard--"

     "And it will be again."

     "Oh, you're a--a--"

     "If I were you, Miss Tully, I would not finish that 

sentence. Now. You may take this final one standing. Go over 

against the door, facing me, and reach up to hold onto that 

coathook. Go on. Arms high. Grasp the hook. Hold onto it. Ah yes. 

Yes indeed. Look how that position brings out those fine full 

round breasts of yours. How they thrust out against your blouse, 

almost asking to be whipped. Why, Miss Tully, you're trembling. 

Frightened, are we? How nice."

     "P-please. Please Mr. Daniels. I'll do anything. I'll suck 

you again. You can--you can do what you said you would--"

     "Fuck you, you mean, Miss Tully?"

     "Yes. You can fuck me. You can--"

     "But I know that. I can do that in any case. I can do 

anything I want to you, to your body, to your mouth. Can't I? 

Tell me I can, Miss Tully. Tell me that."

     "I--you--oh--Christ--"

     "I'm waiting, Miss Tully."

     "I--yes. Yes. You can. Yes. All right? Yes. You own me now. 

You can do anything with me."

     "That's right, Miss Tully. Not hold on tightly to that hook 

and don't move, because if you do I will give you two more. 

Understand?"

     "Yes. Oh god."

     "Now, Miss Tully. Here, Miss Tully. Take--this!"

     "GHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEAAUUUOOOOOOHHHHHHHH

YEAHAHAHANOOOONNNGGGGG OHGODOOHGODNOOHNOAAUUUGGHHHH! Hunh Hunh 

Hunh Huuunnnnnnhhhh..."

     "Damn, everyone in the office will have heard that, Miss 

Tully. Oh well. Down on your knees again, eh? Oh--on your belly 

now. God, I do love to watch you squirm, Miss Tully. Those 

gorgeous legs thrashing and that body jerking and bucking and 

twisting in agony. I want you, Miss Tully. I want you now. I want 

to fuck you. Do you hear me, Miss Tully?"

     "Oh god it hurts oh dear Jesus I can't stand it oh god sweet 

Christ you I please I please I'll I'll--"

     "You'll what, you sweet pain-filled cocksucking slut whore? 

You'll do just as I say, that's what. On your back and spread 

your legs. Now! Roll onto your back."

     "Ahh. Arrrghh. Unnnhh."

     "Yes. Now pull that damn skirt all the way up and spread for 

me. Open those legs wide. Wide, you bitch! Wider! I want to see 

strain. More. Yes. All right. Now, Miss Tully. Now!"

     "Aaggghhhh! Oh god!"

     "Yes! In you, Miss Tully. Taking you. Raping you. Fucking 

the shit out of you. Fuck me back, Miss Tully. You hear me? Fuck 

me back or by god I'll twist these aching breasts right off your 

body!"

     "AAARRRRGGGHHH! NO stop please stop no please oh god please 

no I will I will look I am I'm doing it please I'll I'm doing 

it."

     "Harder. Fuck me like you love it, Miss Tully. Do it!"

     "I am I am please don't oh god I am."

     "Fucking you, raping you, and I'll fuck your ass too, Miss 

Tully. Will you like that?"

     "Oh god anything please anything just don't--"

     "And when I'm finished with you, I'll turn you over to the 

staff here, all those horny guys who are listening outside right 

now, waiting to hear you scream again. Shall I make you scream 

again for them, Miss Tully?"

     "No no please no please--"

     "Will you be my office whore, Miss Tully? Will you be a toy 

for all of us, will you fuck anybody who wants you, will you suck 

us all off whenever we command you to? Will you go on your knees 

to any friend, any client, any stranger who walks into this 

office? Will you? Say yes, Miss Tully. Say yes or--"

     "Oh please please Mr. Daniels I'll please not that not that 

if you want me but not--NNNOOOOOO. All right! All right! ALL 

RIGHT! Yes! Yes! I will. Yes. Yes. I will. I will, I'll do it, 

yes, I will, I'll do anything, yes, oh god help me, please, I'll 

be a whore, I'll do anything anybody wants, I'll crawl in the 

mud, I'll be a slave, oh Jesus oh god oh huh huh huh huh huh."

     "As soon as I stop raping you, Miss Tully, I want you to get 

on your hands and knees and crawl out there naked, and I want you 

to say to all the staff what you just said to me. Will you do 

that, Miss Tully?"

     "Mary Jesus Joseph help me oh Christ have mercy."

     "If not, I can always hang you up by your wrists stark naked 

in the middle of the office so that anyone who wants to can whip 

you as you hang there. Whip you and rape you and do whatever they 

want to you. Think about that, Miss Tully. Think about it while I 

finish raping your fine tight scared cunt. Think of it as I clamp 

your breasts as hard as I can. Don't stop fucking me back, Miss 

Tully. Oh, don't stop that. I love your squirming body your 

twisting hips your kicking legs your sobs of anguish your bucking 

and rolling and writhing and jerking and I love your pain and 

your helplessness, Miss Tully, and I am going to put my mark on 

you, girl. I am going to brand you with this cigarette. So while 

you are hanging and kneeling and crawling and sucking my mark 

will be on your body."

     "PLEASE HAAIIIII..."
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