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                                  S&M - Part I
                                  by Anonymous

     You meet me in a bar, and I invite you back to my place for some
drinks. You can see me admiring your figure as I open the door to my
apartment, and usher you in. The living room is neatly appointed, with a
plush couch just big enough for two. I lead you over to it, and offer you a
seat. Then I get a glass of wine for you, and sit down next to you. The
couch pushes our bodies together, and I put my arm across your shoulders.
You start a little at my bold moves, but relax again as I pull you a little
closer to me and tell you how much I'm attracted to you.
     As we talk, you feel my other hand on your knee, and again feel a
mixture of nervousness and excitement. Finally, as my hand start to glide
up your thigh, you decide enough is enough, and push me away. My face
darkens, and I pull your body close to me, your firm breasts pressing
against my chest as you struggle.
     You start to scream, and I clamp my hand over your mouth as I pull one
of your arms behind your back and force you to your feet. By pushing your
arm up at the slightest sign of resistance, I quickly drag you into the
bedroom.  A large four-post bed dominates the room, with tall brass
bedposts. I drag you the bed, and deftly attach a pair of leather wrist
cuffs to the top of one bedpost, then lift you about an inch off the floor
and begin to strap your arms into them.
     As I uncover your mouth, you begin to scream and yell again. In a few
seconds, you are hanging from the cuffs, your back against the metal post.
I grab a dildo gag out of a nearby drawer, and shove it down your open
mouth before you can react, then tie it tightly around your head. With the
large dildo almost choking you, you can only glare at me and try to kick
out as I pass by. I kneel down, and push back two sections of rug,
revealing rings set into the floor. I grab one foot at a time, and pull
your shoe and stocking off. I attach a leather cuff to each ankle, and
spreading your legs wide, fasten the other ends of the cuffs to the rings.
I stand back for a second, admiring your captive body, and savoring the
thought of what I have prepared for you. Then I move close to you, letting
my body press against yours, pushing you against the brass post. I run my
hands up your sides, cupping your breasts and rubbing my fingers over your
nipples.
     Then I reach down under your skirt and run my hands up the insides of
your thighs, letting them play with the edges of your panties. You squirm
against my touch, but can't escape it.  I take out a long knife. You see
its sharp edge flashing in the light. I walk back to you slowly, and run
the edge lightly under your breasts, the razor-sharp blade slicing through
the fabric of your blouse and bra, and making a shallow cut in the
underside of your tits. You gasp in pain, but dare not struggle, because of
the blade.
     I make a long pass with the knife, from neck to waist, slitting the
blouse neatly in half along the button line, and severing the bra beneath
it. Then I make a sweep from the left side of your waist to the right,
cutting the blouse away from the skirt.  As I spread the blouse apart with
the tip of the knife, your can see a light red line whereever I have cut.
Because the knife is so sharp, it is only moderately painful.
     With a few quick cuts, I remove the blouse and bra entirely, leaving
you naked from the waist up. I walk over to my closet, and pull out a
leather tit harness. I hold it up to your face, so you can see it in
detail. Your eyes widen in shock as you see the dozens of inch-long spikes
in each cup, the sharp points gleeming. You also can see that each nipple
hole has a clamp built into it.
     I slowly bring the harness down to your tits, and pass it around in
back of you, then push the cups together just enough to start the lacings
in the front. You can feel the spikes pushing against your tits.
     I run the knife along your legs, cutting away your skirt and panties.
They fall to the ground at your feet. The cold brass post pushes against
your ass cheeks as you hang there. I lick my finger, and then rub it gently
against your exposed cunt lips. In spite of your fear, my expert attension
begins to get you hot, and I feel your cunt begining to get wet as I play
with your clit.
     Once you are starting to really heat up, I move my hands away from
your cunt and take a hold one the lacings of the harness.  Very slowly, I
begin to pull on them, drawing the cups together, and pushing the spikes
into the soft skin of your firm tits. You buck in pain as the needles jab
into your tits, and begin to sink to their full length. I reach up and hold
one tit in each hand, squeezing them, and driving the spikes in viciously.
Soon, the leather harness is tight against your tits, the spikes burried to
their full length, and your nipples poking through the holes.
     I pull on the laces to get them as tight as possible, then tie them
off. Your breasts are screaming in agony from the pressure and spikes.  I
lean down, and run my tongue over your imprisioned nipples, getting them
nice and hard. Again, your body responds to my treatment, as I stimulate
your nipples.
     After a minute or so, I begin to tighten down the clamp on the nipple
I am licking, and you bite down on the dildo in pain as I mercilessly abuse
your tit. Once I have finished with that nipple, I begin on the other.
Even though you know what I plan, my tongue caresses force your body to
betray you, and it is soon as tightly clamped as the other.
     You can feel blood seeping out of the many punctures in your tits as
your nipples start to turn blue. Walking over to the drawer again, I pull
out a harness you've never seen before. I tie it around your waist, and
kneel down in front of you. My body blocks what I am doing. You feel my
hands against your wet pussy, and then you feel a spreader enter you.  As I
turn the crank, you feel your pussy spread wider and wider.  At last, I
stop, your cunt already aching from the abuse. Then you feel a tight-
fitting piece of metal with plastic edges press against your crotch, and I
strap it to the harness, creating a seal.
     You hear some liquid being poured, and feel oil against your cunt
lips, and then moving inside you. I let it fill your vagina, and then you
hear the sound of a cover being screwed on. The oil inside you feels
strange, almost pleasant. Looking down, you can see that there is a dome-
shaped object under your cunt, with a small opening with a cap on it.
     I then attach the final piece of the device, a small metal box with a
power cord. The box clamps to the bottom of the oil-filled dome. I plug the
cord into the wall, and wait a few minutes.
     Slowly, you begin to feel an odd sensation inside you, and realize at
last that the oil is heating up. Your eyes lock with mine, and I grin
evilly. You squirm in terror, as the oil passes through the range of
comfort and begins to become painfully hot.
     I take out a leather hood, and pull it over your head, then lace it
tightly closed.  As the darkness surrounds you, you can only wonder how hot
the oil will get, and what I might have planned for you next.