~Subject: NEW Joan's New Life #2 nc etc...............
~From: rpaladin@ix.netcom.com (Richard Fischer)
~Date: 20 Aug 1995 21:24:23 GMT
~Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories


If you are offended by non consensual sex, violence, S&M ... ETC 
then go on to the next posting.


              You have been warned!!!
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                  Joan's New Life #2
                      by Paladin

She stayed locked in position their was nothing else she could do.
<What had she gotten herself into? Had she ever been soo horny?> 
Her muscles were locking up and shortly she would not be able to 
move again without help, but she had to obey him. Then he 
'helped' her.

He reached over and grabbed her hair and pulled her up to 
her knees. He turned her around and grabbed her cheeks. Then he 
forced her mouth open and stuck in his fingers.

"Clean up your mess, bitch." He ordered.

The fingers tasted rancid, after all they had just come from her 
ass, but the eyes and his expression left no doubt in her mind. 
She hastily cleaned the digits till she only tasted her spit. She 
tried not to think where they had come from. 

"Going to put you on ice for a while." he stated, as he dragged 
her unresisting body to a large steamer trunk in what had been a 
bedroom. He threw her inside, forced her to sit down and fastened 
her hands behind her. Then he stuffed a ball in her mouth and 
forced her to bend over sticking her head between her knees and 
then he closed the lid. 

She was locked in total darkness. Cramped in a closed box. She 
was dripping but soon she started to panic. <What if he leaves 
me here. I'll die... Or worse yet. I'll be found by some one. 
That would be worse. She was a naked slave in his box. A kinky 
whore for his use.>

She thought back to her sight before he shut her in... Their were 
other trunks in the room. She heard the hasp being closed and a 
lock rammed home. Then she heard his foot steps retreating and 
the slamming of the door.

What should she do?? Should she scream?? Should she struggle. She 
tried to stretch out. No give was detected. She was totally 
helpless, naked, bound,.... <Why am I soooo horny!!!> She 
tried to get her hands down to her cunt but this was impossible. 
She was suspended in a dark warm room. 

Time stopped for her. She was suspended in time. Hornier that 
ever before and totally dependent on a stud she did not even 
know.

................................................

An eternity later she heard the footsteps approaching her tomb. 
Their was a fumbling with a lock in the distance but when she 
heard the top open she realized it was not her being let out. 

<Please don't forget about me...I..>

She heard muffled voices as her knees were covering her ears. 
Then she definitely heard a slap and steps retreating again. 

She waited again. She had no choice. Again she heard the steps 
approach and she starting dripping as she felt her lock being 
undone. <He did not forget me.>

When the cool air washed over her nakedness she came. <He came 
back for me!!> The familiar hand hold in her hair lifted her up 
out of her cramped container. She fell in love with him all over 
again as soon as her eyes met his. If she was free she would have 
hugged him and beg for his attention as it was she could only 
purr and rub against her like a cat on her rubbery legs.

A slap to her face and the admonition,

"Stop that shit. I don't like sweaty sluts fowling my leathers. 
Control yourself you horny Bitch. I'll tell you when, not now. 
Now hold still, while I fix these on that slutty frame."

He produced a web of black nylon straps and proceeded to strap 
her inside the erotic framework. Straps went over her shoulders 
and covered everything usually exposed and framed the normally 
covered parts. He released her wrists and fitted them in gloves 
sewn into the back of the web.

"Ok slut let's go rinse out this drippy cunt for the party." he 
demanded dragging her by her pubic hair to the bathroom. He 
turned on the water in the shower and threw her in. He used the 
hose to sprayed soaped over her body, paying particular attention 
to her cunt and ass crack. Then he proceeded to rinse the soap 
off, with cold water. She had never been washed like this. She 
felt totally his even when the freezing water caused her to 
shake with the cooling of her formally steaming cunt.

He ran his hands over her erect nipples and said, "Nice set of 
head lights there. Looks like they will easily take some large 
rings. Yep look real good, and down here," he grabbed and pulled 
out her right pubis. "Small tasteful rings... Not more than six 
or seven to each side."

<What was he saying?? What was he going to do? She should 
object...> She shook her head. <NO NO you can't do that.> she 
screamed in her mind. 

This earned her another slap. She saw it coming but due to the 
web and his hold on the neck "D" ring she had to stand there and 
take it. Then, looking into her eyes he began another 
instruction.

"You don't ever rattle that empty head at me or disagree with me. 
I thought I explained that to you before. Now I going to have to 
convince you in a way you will remember for the rest of your 
days with me." he said dragging her to the door. He positioned 
her in the door way and fastened the "D" rings in the web to eye 
bolts fixed in the door frame. She was suspended there like a 
fly in a black web. He bent down and secured her knees to the 
sides of the frame, thus causing her labia's to gape open. 

He went out to the bedroom and stripped to his shorts. He 
returned with a dog whip in his hands and reached out to explore 
her treasured, dripping cunt.

"Now I rairly have to do this again. It is very tedious and time 
consuming, but the results usually work." He penetrated her holes 
with his fingers and flicked her clit with his thumb. He 
manipulated her to the point of orgasm and stopped. He stepped 
back and whipped the dog whip into her  open dripping cunt.

One second she was going to cum and then she exploded with 
pain.. or was it pleasure. She was not sure. Never in her short 
life had she had such feelings. 

Then she watched in shock and horror as he leaped the whip again 
into her spazming cunt. She tried to tense up but their was no 
time. The slender leather braided implement of training 
unerringly found its target. She orgasmed again on... was it 
pleasure... of the pain... She was not sure.

"UMUNUMUUUMMMM" she tried to dissuade him as he reached into her 
with his hand and pinched her hurting clit. In a moment he had 
her again approaching 'Cloud 9'. A quick under hand smack to the 
unprotected nub and she was brought off again.

"This smelly cunt cums on anything don't it bitch?" He inquired 
during his next stroke. "You really need channeling. Yes sir and 
you came to the right place for that. Didn't you bitch." He 
grabbed her hair handle and looked into her straining face. 

She was glad for the ball in her mouth. She would not have known 
how to answer that question. Her body was giving her soo many 
mixed signals she hurt but it hurt soo good. What would her 
answer have been, if she could answer?

"Now as that seems to have gotten your attention we will do these 
and then see how you have learned your lesions." he said 
adjusting the black straps under and around her precious tit 
flesh. He drew them tight, adjusted and then tightened them till 
they really sunk into the soft smooth white flesh.

He positively ran his hand over the captive mounds and tickled 
the protruding aureoles. The nipples stood up, stiffer than 
before, if that was possible.

"I hope I don't have to do this too often. these are so soft and 
smooth. Seems like a shame to have to welt um but here goes. You 
try to remember this in future, now. You hear??" He said in a 
soft smooth voice.

He raised his dog whip and delivered a smash across the hard 
nipples. The flesh indented momentarily and then sprang back to 
their former shape, almost.

The tits owner was horrified. He was...He .... Her precious 
tits... The monster had...

"AHAHAHAHA.......AHAHAHAHAHA" escaped from the ball. She sought 
to wiggle and hide the new targets.

"Now we'll try one from underneath and another one from the top. 
You just hold um out there and I'll do um and we will be 
done..For now." he said.

She shook her head. <Is he crazy... He wants me to...No Let me 
out of here.>

"Now bitch you just aren't thinking right. That shaking of the 
empty head was what got you in this mess. Now this is your first 
time so I'm going to be gentle with you." he said softly soothing 
the aching tit flesh. He grabbed her cheeks and starring in her 
eyes went on, "You hold um out there, and no flinching and I'll 
do it and then we go on...Or I can do this till the cows come 
home and then you will do it, only then these will be swollen red 
balloons that will be black and blue for days. Now I need a drink. 
I'll go get me a beer. When I get back, you show me your 
decision." 

With that he walked away and left her trussed up in the door 
frame with her aching cunt and tits. 

<She couldn't do it!! She wouldn't do it. She would...> Their was 
no escape... Right now funky old Ted looked like the answer to 
her prayers. <Why had she...>

She heard him and then she saw him approach with the beer and the 
whip. He reached down to her cunt and played with her swollen love 
bud. She could not help herself, at the sight of his stuffed 
jockeys she started to feel horny again.

"Yea this will take a nice big ring. Bet in no time we'll have 
it double in size. Big bitch like you needs a big un to play with 
on those boring nights when I'm indisposed. Oh the fun you will 
have..but now to business." He placed the beer on the bare floor 
and flexed the whip.

"Whippppppp" came the sound as he swished it past her tits.

"Now stick um out there bitch so we can get this over with." he 
demanded.

<Two or a bunch and do it anyway.> she reasoned and she swelled 
the aching mammories out to their fullest.

The under handed to the bottom in anything hurt more that the 
previous swat. She looked at him pleading with her eyes, but the 
deep blue pools showed no mercy.

"Just one more to go bitch. Stick um out real pretty for me so I 
can do um up proper." he said as he raised the whip over his 
head.

Dreading this but having come this far she swelled up her burning 
orbs and awaited the final stroke.

SPLATT!!

"Good bitch!" he commented as he manipulated her clit to a number 
of orgasms. She could do nothing but stand there and flow like 
river.

<Ted never looked soo good as now. Good safe old Ted.....Oh this 
bastard really got my number..UM I never came like this... but I 
hurt soo...>

More to come...............