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Shhhhh... - 6/16/2013 2:05:55 PM

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Alice writhed in such agony. Her body was covered in beads of sweat, her chest rose and fell rhythmically in long heaves. Her arms were bound behind her back at both the wrists and elbows by thin cruel line a small loop running down this to a second binding at her ankles, hogtying her with her naked breasts pushed out and forward, helpless and exposed. But this wasn't the torture, this wasn't even that foreign to Alice. She had been in the lifestyle for many years now and played with many dominants before. Being tied helplessly was actually quite relaxing in a strange comforting way. The torture was from something else, it came from him. No, to be more precise it came from his absence and she had never felt this desperate before. Her mind wandered back to a week ago.
She was perusing the message boards and personals on the site like she always does on Tuesday evening. She ran through the parade of men demanding she "kneel and serve bitch" with a chuckle wondering if they ever actually got interest with a line like that. Probably not, she thought, it was more about a fear of women and rejection avoidance that made them act this way, playing a sad little game where nobody was the winner. Occasionally she did find a few that were different and here was one. It was simple but the man clearly had read her profile. He commented and asked her to check his and write back if she thought they might hit it off. It was direct but polite. She scrolled over and went through the list. They had much in common...rough sex, bondage, humiliation and control although he seemed a bit more extreme than she was accustomed to. Still she wrote him back and they began to talk and that's when she got into trouble.
He was smart, clever and witty. His personality endearing but also with a twisted logic she was fascinated by. This wasn't someone just living a fantasy, this man had thought about what he wanted and understood himself on a deep level. Alice's many years studying psychology gave her a good feel of how people were by their posts but this man was hard to place and categorize seemingly fitting into multiple opposing categories all at once. His questions were probing but polite and as they spoke he seemed to want more and more in a way that Alice wanted to give him that, she wanted to stand out the same way he stood out to her. When she saw his picture, she realized just how much trouble she was in. He was fit, tall, muscular and well groomed. He mentioned how it didn't seem possible for a dominant to control another if he had no control over himself. This man had self control and when he asked for them to meet, she said yes.
The bar was a nice enough and she arrived a few moments late more nervous than she had normally been for these get togethers. He was already there, sipping a bourbon, his dark blue eyes carried up to meet hers and he tilted the glass as a way of hello as she came over. He looked just as good as he did in the picture. Alice adjusted her short black skirt which nicely hugged her 5'6" 120 lbs frame. Her small but perky tits lifted by a push up bra and heels giving her an extra two inches and what was once a good dose of confidence until her eyes met his.
"You're a bit late, is that a play of some type?", his voice was calm and easy, playful.
Alice actually giggled. God she hadn't giggled in years, what the fuck was going on. "No, no games. I just needed a minute, you know how girls can be"
With that they chatted normally, just two people out on a date. She ordered a sea breeze and when her second came in he asked if he could have a tasted. She said sure and reached for the glass but his hand pressed over hers and he leaned in close to her, his mouth near her ear speaking so softly, "not like that". And with that he kissed her deeply and passionately, on hand on hers the other against the side of her face holding her there until he finished by biting her lower lip slightly. Alice's pussy which was already quite damp under her small black lace panties, twitched hard.
They finished dinner with talk about sexual likes and dislikes. He was quite a bit more than she was used to, but when he spoke he made everything seem so safe and normal. Alice wanted to give this a try, even if just for the experience. Nothing wrong with that, right? His hand and moved to her thigh and occasionally lower, teasing her, she did not protest.
An hour later she was naked and tied down to the floor. He stood over her body, her pretty long black hair a mess as he knelt down and rubbed her pussy hard, fingering her. His other hand pinched and pulled her nipples or slapped her breasts harshly as she struggled to speak to him over her low guttural moans. But every time she said something his hand left her pussy and clamped over her face. She could smell her sex on his strong fingers. And all he ever did in that moment was lean in, his hand moving back and just a finger on her lips as he whispered into her ear, "Shhhhhh". And with that he would leave the room turning the lights off and leaving her there in the dark.
This happened again and again, six times with her needing to cum more and more desperately, but he never let her. Never said a word other than with that same gesture and sound in her ears, "Shhhhh". Alice had been tortured a bit before. She had been ruthlessly fucked but this man, this horrible/wonderful man was causing her more confusion, pain and torment than she knew possible and they weren't even speaking. He hadn't even fucked her. She wondered with a combination of dread and desperate want, what that experience was going to be like. For the first time, she began to understand what real control was over her and she was hungry to learn more.

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Further down the rabbit hole... - 6/17/2013 11:05:10 AM

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Alice didn't know if it's been hours of minutes, she only knew her body was slick with sweat and her cunt desperate for relief. When he returned she wanted to show she knew her place, she said nothing, just moaning in ecstasy as he worked her engorged clit with his finger rubbing hard making her bite her lip in pain as he used her, the other hand gripped her breasts slapping hard. It was electric and Alice would be violently cumming in seconds. Her heaving increased and she shook hard, eyes up staring into his. Suddenly at the moment before she could cum he stopped, his hand moved. She cried out, "no, no, please, not again, I've been good, I behaved didn't I?"
The man smiled down at her, he moved his finger to her mouth and stroked across her lips tracing them with her pussy juices. He loved the look in her eyes but he was greedy for so much more, he wanted all of her so he held back. She had to want it, ask for it, beg for it to the point she would do anything for him. Submission, true submission, needed to be given never taken. He finally spoke, "good? do you really think so? I feel like you're just going through the motions to get what you want. I don't think you understand." He waited and Alice looked up with pleading eyes.
"I don't know. What do you want me to understand? I want to learn, I'll be a good sub if you'll let me. Just don't leave me again, show me what you want from me, please"
Please. What a wonderful word. His cock always twitched when it was spoken with a frantic whisper. Before he was done he would be hearing a lot more of this from the girl. He reached out and grabbed her hair, pulling, arching her face back as she looked up. "if you ask me nicely then I'll teach you, but this will not be like what you're used to, this is not about your pleasure, this is about your service and what you offer me. Would you like to learn what this lifestyle really is?" He stroked her face like a little girl with his other hand as he looked down.
Alice was terrified but also incredibly turned on. This wasn't someone going through motions, this was someone manipulating her body and mind in a way she didn't understand completely but felt some dark and primal satisfaction from. This was not going to be a game of agreed upon restrictions and mutual perversions interlacing; he was asking for complete submission to his wants. She understood he asked because it had to be her choice, he would not force, not yet, not until she agreed. But what would happen if she did? What was she getting into? More upsetting, could she handle not finding out where this feeling was leading? She whimpered, "yes, please"
The man reached down and quickly untied her, she rubbed her body slightly as circulation returned. The man reached down and suddenly slapped her face hard, leaving a hot red hand print across her pretty face as she cried out in pain and shock. "Did I tell you to move?", his voice was cold and harsh
"No Sir, I'm sorry Sir" Alice felt she was understanding the rules a bit better now, she was completely wrong.
"Are you going to be a stupid cunt again?", the same distainful tone
Alice was shocked. She didn't love to be called a cunt, but stupid? She had a degree, she was highly smart. This was not something she would put up with. She looked up defiantly and openned her mouth.
Slap! the hand reached out again and hit her across the face harder, she tumbled back. "I didn't like that look, you asked for this. I told you this would be no silly little game. You will obey that is all. Am I understood?" with the words his hand gripped her hair, pulling making her look up into his eyes.
She was terrified and cowed at the same time. What had she gotten herself into? "I understand, Sir" keeping her voice easy, not wanting to anger him.
He held her firmly not budging at all. "Don't just say you understand, respond with the words I said to you, complete sentences like a good girl should"
She shook hard as she looked up and began to blush. She had never called herself that, the thought made her feel so low. But she had to, she had wanted to see what this was like and now she was. Her voice came softly as she stammered knowing bad things would happen if she refused or delayed. "I, I...I'm not going to be a stu-stupid cunt again, Sir". Her face felt so hot as she blushed fiercely. The man just held her still, but he grinned his other hand patted her head like a dog. "good girl, now come along and let's begin your training". He let go of her and walked to the other room opening the door. This room was brightly lit and stung her eyes as Alice instinctively began to crawl after him, her ass wiggling, her mind afraid, and much to her shame, her pussy soaked and pleading for more.

to be continued....

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RE: Further down the rabbit hole... - 6/17/2013 12:28:23 PM

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Interesting.

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RE: Further down the rabbit hole... - 7/15/2013 6:55:59 PM

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very nice, I like it, ready to read more

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A Pool of Tears - 9/3/2013 9:27:19 AM

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Alice shrieked and whimpered pathetically. Her face pushed into the corner by the shoe of her tormentor he took his time slowly bringing his hand back and slapping her again and again all over her body. This was not a violent outburst, his face showed no anger, only bemusement as she shuddered while he slapped her tits, legs, ass, and stomach a bright red with slow deliberate motions. This had been going on for five minutes but it felt so long. At first he had only instructed her to kneel face in the corner, hands at her sides. She had been left like that until her knees ached when suddenly she felt his shoe on her face, pushing it, holding her. Then the striking began. At first she pleaded, wanted some mercy, some reason for this, but he did not respond except to hit her more, each word resulted in a harder slap and she soon learned to stop. When she did he smiled at her and stroked her face for a moment with his hand then he began again. Finally he stopped, his foot moved from her face and with a quick motion he grabbed her pretty long hair and threw her back sprawled onto the floor. He stood over her looking down coldly, in complete control. "All you are is a thing. You feel good or pain because I decide and only when it amuses me. Once you accept and embrace this as a gift to you, we can proceed."

He reached down and guided his right hand to her cunt and gripped it painfully then forced two fingers into her cunt curling upwards. Alice writhed, her cunt was soaked. She had never felt this controlled, degraded or intense. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she looked up eyes glistening while she bit her lower lip. "I know your body, little girl, I know your wants as well. I know this is what you've needed but were too afraid to directly seek. Look how much you love this, taste it" with that he moved his hand and shoved his fingers, wet from her cunt, into Alice's mouth gagging her hard as she was shown how much her body needed this. Then he pulled out and wiped his fingers on her face, using her hair to dry, using her as just a rag while she blushed a hot red, her cunt aching for more attention.

He moved away to the large couch leaving her there in the floor shaking. She heard a hard snap of his fingers and she looked to him very much like the obedient bitch she was becoming. "Come here little bitch".

Instinctively Alice crawled to him, desperate for approval. His hand reached down and he stroked her head like a dog, just an animal. "What is your purpose?"

Her voice was small and cracked as she spoke, "to serve You, to entertain You"

"And do you deserve my attention, little cunt?"

She wanted to scream YES. She was attractive, she was a great fuck, she was a good chick to have at a football game. Men were always after her. But this wasn't that world, with him she wasn't that woman at all, she was something much more basic to her nature and without her even understanding why she answered, "no Sir, but please take me, show me how to please you".

He smiled down at her as he stroked her face, pulling it down to his lap like a small child as he touched her. "That's a good girl"

And with those words, for some strange reason, Alice began to weep.

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RE: A Pool of Tears - 9/3/2013 5:21:10 PM

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thank you, letsplayagame, more good writing. have you done anything elsewhere. i have a little writing on fetlife, under jjstar99.
if you are on fet,would like any feedback you care to share. As a man, I am interested in what the girl is thinking in these scenarios. If I write and make stuff up, I know the female readers will not find it believable, never mid that most is farfetched anyway lol

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RE: A Pool of Tears - 9/17/2013 1:54:03 PM

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Thank you MJd. I haven't written anywhere else. I had a fetlife but encountered too many stalkers or one in particular I didn't care to deal with. As for the reactions and emotions... Well I've chosen them off of real life encounters I've had with subs and slaves. So I know, at least for some women, this would be accurate. For the last part I can say many women have completely broken down, not from pain or humiliation, but from simple kindness afterwards. Women are quite amazing and wonderful creatures. I know it's taken a while for me to write this but following the Alice in Wonderland chapters is a bit tricky and I don't want to just throw anything out there. I think the trick is that no matter how farfetched the premise you need a key element of real emotional response to make something connect. There needs to be some level of multiple emotional responses going in the girl's head to make it realistic. I've never found a girl that's all any one thing (be boring if they were), so you need that love/hate dynamic going in the girl's head at all times. Screaming "no please" while a large part of them wants to change that to "Yes, please more" is a way of looking at that.

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