"Just what do you have in mind? I mean I came home with you. I love the way
you fucked me, and ate me. I loved sucking every inch of your cock. What
wouldn't I like. Untie me you son-of-a-bitch."
"Now, now you dumb cunt. I happen to be a master of sexual pain, and I plan to
torment your tits and pussy for my pleasure. Would you 'allow' me to stick
needles in your tits and the lips of your pussy? I think not. Would you allow
me to use a whip on your lovely ass or your tits. I also plan to use a new
electrical device to stimulate the flow of juice in your cunt. Now tell me the
truth, would you 'allow' me to take these liberties with you?"
"Hell no, and I am going to fight you all the way. How do you think you are
going to get away with these things? You've kidnaped me for sex. And you are
going to torture me. You will go to jail for this..."
"I really don't think so. When I'm done with you today, you are going to be
begging for more. Pleading for me to lash your cunt and tits. Crying for the
bite of my cane across your ass. Yes, believe it, you will."
Jeff scooped her up and took her first to the bathroom, and set her on the
pot. She fought him every inch of the way, but once there, she did her job. He
used a hot, moist rag to wash her off very roughly, then once again scooped her
up and carried her to the basement. When the lights came on, she saw what was
waiting for her. It looked like a modern version of a torture chamber in a
castle somewhere in old Europe. Across the room was a huge 'greek cross', a
large wooden 'x' made from two pieces of wood measuring 12" by 12". The top was
held in place by a rope to each of the tops. These ropes ran through pulleys,
and then to a cleat. On each of the four ends were hooks, used to hold
whatever. Jeff dropped on a chair long enough to get four sheepskin cuffs for
her wrists, and ankles. There were metal rings set in these cuffs, and they
locked into place. Again he picked her up and took her to the 'x'. There he
untied her ankles and quickly slipped the rings onto the hooks that would hold
her legs wide apart. Next he unlocked the handcuff from her left wrist, and
refastened it to a deadeye. Taking the left arm and stretching it upward, it
too was fastened to a hook. He repeated the process with the right arm.
Stepping back to admire his new toy, he moved a lever which lowered the area
beneath her feet and left her suspended in place.
"My dear." He said. "I'll make you a bet, that within four hours you will be
begging me to keep you for my pleasure. But first things first. I promised
you that I would stick needles in your tits and the lips of your pussy. The
idea is twofold, first to give me pleasure in hearing you scream, and second to
sensitize them for use later."
He crossed the room and took out a tin box, and opened it so that she could
see the contents. There were many needles, all were thin and of different
lengths. Taking one that was about three inches long, he approached her. He
bent forward and kissed a spot on her left tit, just above the nipple. Then he
pinched the flesh there and ran the needle just under the skin. Diane screamed
loudly, and he told her to scream as much as she cared to, no one would hear
her. Within the next fifteen minutes he planted a dozen needles in her tits,
and five in the lips of her cunt. She had screamed herself hoarse, and had
started to sweat heavily. Tears streamed down her face, and Jeff only laughed
at her. Jeff left the area for a moment, returning he had a rubber sheet that
had long, large dowel rods at each corner. He set it up between her legs.
"This will catch any 'accident' you have while I go an get my new toy. In
the mean time I want you to enjoy the new feelings in your cunt and tits. The
pain will go away, but I want you to relate it to the pleasure that you will
feel later."
He left the room, and a second later the lights went out. There was still
enough light to see dimly. As she looked around, trying to find something to
take her mind from the burning she felt. Off in one corner were a number of
coat hooks, with bras and panties on them. Over each was what she thought were
photographs, but she wasn't sure, since she couldn't see that well. Next to
them was a stock, like the one she had seen in old pictures of the pilgrims.
There were many things she did not recognize, and didn't care to think about
their use. The minutes seemed like hours. Soon, in spite of the lingering pain,
she felt sleepy. She began nodding off. All of a sudden she felt as if she had
to relive herself. Dare she just go, or would he be mad and add to her pain.
Then she realized that the pain had passed. Had he come down while she was
asleep and removed the needles. As she looked down at herself, she discovered
that they were still there. She was amazed that she felt no pain from them.
Then lights came on, and Jeff reappeared. He was carrying a metal box that had
electrical cords coming from it. Without a word he set it down on the floor,
and removed the rubber sheet. Jeff just looked at her for a long moment.
