Ladybug19
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this never happened to me and is just a story a bad one with need of a lot of work but just a story
Slave Dee
Silence, i always thought silence was the worst sound, and yes it does make sound, the sound of a pulse, the sound of a million thoughts ,oh it is the worst sound,but that is all I have right now. No light, the room was dark and the blindfold only made it worse, the only taste was that of rubber and a bit of blood from the gag placed in my mouth ,it was so tight that my already dry lips had started to crack and bleed. the only thing i could feel was the stone floor under me, chilling every part of my body that touched it and then the rope i felt it bite into me a part of it running along my waist and then between my leg and up between my cheeks i could feel it rub against my clit with every move, then there was rope around my breast making the blood rise to the skin i had seen it many times and knew that by now they where almost purple the slave cuffs binding my hand and legs together were made of a brass and was warm from my skin. the feeling of being bound gaged and blindfolded is intoxicating i love it but i hated knowing He left and left me alone or worse the other slave micheal would be home soon and he hates me more than anything and if micheal gets back before Master comes home (which is most likely) it will be a hellish night.
i remember last time micheal took advantage of me being bound. he came in and i knew something was wrong this wasn't Master's walk, the hand lifting my chin wasn't kind but evil, and as the whip hit my back over and over for what seemed to be an eternity the bone-chilling laugh that echoed with my every cry could only be Micheal he had beat me until everything blurred then forced his large cock into my small anal hole the screams i let loose should have been heard in China but that Master had made the walls sound proof.
Micheal had used me until the point of unconsciousness and then sprayed me with the garden hose and threw me into my pin .
now the thoughts of Micheal coming home and finding me bond yet again assaulted me and i began to fight the bounds that held me in so vulnurable a position.
footsteps echoed in the dungeon and i froze and Micheal's terrifying laugh was heard echoing with my gasp of fear..................................
< Message edited by Ladybug19 -- 7/1/2004 4:59:57 PM >
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