allthatjaz
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Saturday night and he knew he was in for a challenge.
Sensually I tied the ropes to his wrists, gently I stroked and caressed his body and carefully I threaded the rope though the rafters before yanking it ruthlessly upwards. Now he was trapped, my victim, my play toy.
With a further noose around his neck he looked at me slightly nervously. I could still see the challenge in his eyes though, that egging me on, daring me to do my worst!! Pulling a knife from my boot I edged it firmly against his throat, 'Now we can do this the hard way S or we can do this the easy way, its up to you? all you need to give me is your pin number?'
He looked at me with a silly big grin on his face, a grin that told me he was taking none of this seriously. A sharp slap wiped away that grin and replaced it with a kind of gormless puzzled luck. Now it was my turn to smile! 'Pin number?' I asked 'fuck you' he answered.
I cut away his top to reveal his chest and stood back to admire that beautiful gladiator body of his. His skin firm and tanned from his recent travels, his nipples neat and hard at the sudden cold rush of air. I couldn't resist leaning forward to gently taste his flesh, my flesh... my man.
'I don't want to have to do this S' I continued, 'I don't want to have to break you but you know I will if you don't give me that pin number. It's so easy, just four little numbers?'. I could tell from that determined look on his face that I was going to have to do this the hard way, my way and my way was that he was going to fear for his life because I had control of that right now, right now he was helpless. I took the leather flogger and brought it down hard across his back again and again and I watched as he writhed and cursed me and tried desperately to dodge the blows but I was merciless, I was intent on getting that number!
'You bitch, you ffffing bitch' he shouted. I watched as he struggled against his restraints and I walked across the room to get myself a sack. I could hear my own heels clicking loudly on the wooden floor and right at this moment I felt 'all powerful'. As I pulled the sack firmly down over his head I observed his chest heaving. 'We can do this the easy way S or we can do this the hard way. Pin number?'
'Im going to fffing kill' His words were replaced by a gasp as I threw icy water against his covered face. I knew that for a few moments he would feel that awful fear of suffocation, I could smell his fear but I could still feel his anger.
Once again I selected a flogger. This time a hard rubber tubed one. I fingered my way down its shaft and rolled it gently in my right hand before bringing down hard across his behind. He yelped delightfully as I thrashed him, his body moving around like a carousol trying to face me, desperately trying to free himself from the trap. 'pin number S? PIN NUMBER?. I leaned forward and ripped the hood from his face. I wanted, needed to see his eyes, see the fear and it was their, I know it was but he still wouldn't relent!
I dropped the flogger and and ran my fingers along his wounds. The long wheels stood out proudly on his skin, the bruises already starting to appear in glorious reds. With a finger under his chin I lifted his face and looked him square in the eye, 'we can do this the hard way or we can do this the easy way S?'. His eyes suddenly became wild, a low growl escaped from his throat and then, can you believe it? he spat in my face and uttered the words 'fuck you'!
Oh silly, silly boy!. I walked over and took the branding iron from my bag, turned on the blow torch and started to heat up the dull metal. I calmly stood watching as he screamed at me 'I am going to kill you when I get down from here, I'm going to fffing kill you'.
Calmly I walked back over to him, the iron now glowing red on the end of the wooden handle in my hand 'not if I kill you first S, not if I kill you first.
His body was now whirling in all directions, his shouts had become muffled as he bit desperately on the rope that was securing his arms. I grabbed the back of his hair and pulling his head back I leaned into his face so that I could feel his breath. 'I suggest you remain very still S because this may hurt a little'. His eyes were huge like saucers, his entire body was now trembling delightfuly and he did remain still for a moment before his legs buckled from under him and out he went like a light!
I released him from his restraints and cradled him in my arms. I reached out for a dextrose tablet and slipped it under his tongue. Now I wanted to nurse him, cradle him, love him. Now I was stroking his hair and telling him how proud I was and now he was looking at me with glazed loving eyes. Now he knew absolutely not to mess with me!!!
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