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It Seemed Like A Good Idea at the Time Chapter III
Juliette Lima
Well here's a how-de-do, now I lie flat on my back hands and feet bound
to the tie downs in my own pickup truck dressed in bra, corset, thong,
and heels. The tailgate is down showing anyone following my pantied and
red-paddled rear. My sore derriere chafed on the remnants of the pine
bark mulch I had just hauled home for my garden, the roads Marie was
taking were obviously back roads as the bouncing was severe. I writhed
in my bonds and was tormented by the horrid plastic chastity pinched my
penis and scrotum and my sore rear made my ride an agony.
After an indeterminate time the truck slowed and turned into a parking
area I raised my head to see where I was and was terrified by the sight
of a row of motorcycles. I could hear obviously feminine laughter erupt
from the front of the truck and I knew which of my stories was being
played out. Marie leaned over the side of my truck and smiled as she
said "Hey sissy are you ready to be the Dyke's Bitch? That's the story
about to be made real for you now." Four leather clad women released my
bounds and carried me into a roadhouse ominously named 'Soft tail'. The
gag in my mouth garbled my sobs but the tears coursing down my cheeks
were obvious signs of my sorrow. My penis-shaped gag was withdrawn from
my mouth but the o-ring stayed and to my horror the spit-slick gag was
rudely rammed into my rear opening.
"OOOOHH" was all the sound I could make and the women roared with
laughter and catcalled and shrieked out "She's so excited" "Listen to
her moan" and "Hey bitch we have more and bigger ones for you". All the
while my wife and neighbor sat at the bar wearing leather halter tops
and denim miniskirts which showed the absence of panties for both. One
of the women slapped my already sore bottom and shoved me toward a
raised dais with a chromed pole in its middle. "Dance bitch" she
screamed. I sobbed and turned toward Marie and she held up a box in her
hand and I felt a horrid shock hit my plug-ravaged rump.
I was living out the pole dance scene in my story Dyke's Bitch I jerked
and twitched and began to try to dance like a pole dancer and as I did
my hips were involuntarily gyrated by the combination of shocks and
vibrations from the plug. When the women tired of my dancing I was
dragged to a bench and strapped supine upon the board which had a hole
in it where the back of my head was held while a second board covered my
face leaving only my mouth and nose exposed. My knees were drawn up to
my chest and strapped and the plug was yanked out only to be replaced by
a cold gob of lube.
My mouth was covered by a pungent rear end and a dildo began to assault
my lubed opening. Screaming in pain I tried to tongue the offered ass
well enough to satisfy the woman while another reamed me. The rest of
the night I was used most foully and in the wee hours of the morning I
was released and given my truck keys after the shocker plug was
reinserted. I started the truck and drove off and found the women had
tied a large metal oil drum to my bumper. All the way home the
thunderous din followed me and I stopped under a lone light on a country
road to untie it. I exited my truck and was hit by a shock to my sore
anus. I writhed about and finally crawled back in the truck, which
stopped the shock. I finished the drive and arrived home.
When I pushed the remote to open the garage door the shocks restarted.
Marie came up to my door and held out her remote and the shocks stopped.
She motioned for me to exit my truck and I obeyed. "Stand there on that
stepladder and wait for me to park your truck." She ordered and I obeyed
again. She parked my truck and left me standing on the first step of a
ladder while she placed my keys in a metal locker in our garage. I
realized the stepladder was one I had made for an online acquaintance
for her dungeon and had shipped to her a week earlier. Marie returned
and looked at my teary eyes and spoke. "Yes Silly Sissy Julie that is
the punishment ladder you made for Mistress Malicious. You remember
agreeing to build her a special dungeon setup. Don't you? She really is
happy with your work, but disappointed the advertised tests were not
really done, so she sent the gear back. And she's right outside and
ready to witness the quality control test, just like you wrote about in
Customer Service. Mistress Malicious will you come in please?"
"NOOOOO" I screamed and turning I fell off the ladder an fell screaming
and flailing into my bed.
Marie entered our bedroom and asked "What's the matter honey are you
having a bad dream?"
I stood up and felt the clammy nighty cling to my boy and the semen spot
scratch across my naked crotch. "Wow honey one night in a nighty and you
wake up screaming. Was it a nightmare? Or did you dream about me
ravaging your cute little butt?"
"You wouldn't dare."
"I would too and I just might now that you will be prissing around in
just two weeks. I think you would just squeal in ecstasy if I made you
be the girl. Now go get a shower we have some shopping to do."
"Shopping? For what?"
"I want it to be a surprise. Now hurry I'll have breakfast ready in
fifteen minutes. Oh and put on the nice robe and the matching mules."
I pulled the nighty off and grimaced as the dry patch of semen went b my
face. The horrors were only a dream! I had not been waxed, paddled,
humiliated, and raped. I was still on the hook for the fundraiser and if
I knew how Marie's mind worked she was sure to make the longest possible
time occur. I shuddered as I thought of spending months or maybe a year
wearing dresses with no escape. I had written a few horror stories but
this was a new genre, what if she tried to keep me in skirts for more
than a week? What if I did end up trapped like the nightmare I had just
awakened from? I finished my shower and dried off and saw the robe and
mules. The robe was a semi-sheer lavender short model, which came to my
mid-thigh. The mules were marabou trimmed and had five-inch heels. I
slipped my feet into the heels and clattering loudly I walked down to
breakfast.
I entered our kitchen and called Marie's name. She replied "Out here on
the deck honey. The weather is nice."
I went out the sliding door onto our deck where Marie had set out a
spread of melon slices and other fresh fruit with croissants and jam. I
sat uncomfortably on the steel mesh chair seat as I ate and listened as
Marie laid out the day's program. "We have to go check on the forms and
get any completed forms sent in as completed. Mandy wants to have you
waxed by her apprentices and Sarah wants to get your measurements
because she has a friend who tailors clothing and you will look so much
better in tailored dresses and skirts. Carolyn, the lingerie shop owner,
has a collection of vintage style shapewear that will make all the
difference in how everything fits. Now why are you looking so glum?"
"I'm cold in this robe and this chair seat is cutting into my rump. I
don't want to be difficult but you are enjoying this too much. I'm going
to be totally humiliated by this and all of your girlfriends are going
to make my life hell when they see me. I thought this was going to dress
up for a day like at a womanless pageant. But you seem to think I could
be dressing for a year and that is just too much. What's in this for me?
What do I get for my efforts? I don't see any upside for me."
"You get a special prize if you go the distance, the committee
overseeing the fundraiser foresaw the guys having problems so there is a
bond fund set up to pay every participant a stipend. The stipend is one
hundred dollars per day for every day up to seven days and the stipend
doubles at one week and doubles again at three weeks. Should you go over
six weeks the stipend will double every six weeks."
"That might be okay but when do I get paid?"
"At the end of what ever you develop as your duration. Don't worry you
can count on me to have outrageous sex with you the whole time."
"Like last night?"
"Better than that we will do every kinky thing we can and the easy ones
twice."
'When did you become the kinky sex aficionado? You mostly wanted flat on
your back missionary position."
"Oh I guess I got interested after that party we went to when you wore
the maid's uniform. We made out and you got spanked by one of the women
as a forfeit when you lost that game."
"Which until now was the most humiliated I have ever been. So you liked
seeing me spanked in panties and decided to branch out?"
"I met a really neat lady who operates a domination dungeon and we got
to talking about things and when I told her about that party she said I
should find a way to take charge. Then you sent me that e-mail and asked
to take part in the fundraiser. So here we are. And little guy is
showing just how interested you are what's getting you hard? The thought
of that spanking or me knowing a dominatrix?"
I blushed as Marie called attention to my erection pointing up under the
thin robe and sat silent.
I was still sitting in stunned embarrassment when Marie left to get the
front door suddenly I remembered I was mostly nude and jumped up to go
inside only to find Marie had locked the sliding door. I could hear
voices coming around the house and in a blind panic ran to my workshop
where one of my special projects sat in the middle of the floor. I
closed the shop door and backed up to watch through the window. I
watched as Marie and a woman I did not know walked around the side of
the house and paused at the table. Marie stood with her hands on her
hips and looked around and then pointed at the shop. I turned to seek a
hiding spot and tripped over the high-heeled mules falling onto the
special project. As I fell I extended my arms to catch myself and
grabbed the rod in front as I dropped on my knees onto the padded
kneeler. My weight pushed the kneeler down and my grip on the bar caused
the bar and kneeler to swing apart so that I stretched out. The swinging
parts worked chain drives that raised a bar under my belly, closed
clamps on my wrists, and actuated two arms that flipped out and spread
my knees and grasped my lower thighs. Reflexively I pulled back on my
arms and the assembly rocked me head-down so that I appeared to be
sitting upside down in an invisible chair. I tried to rotate back and
heard the click of a ratchet engaging and knew I was locked in and not
getting out without help. I heard the voices grow louder and the door
open as Marie said. "This is the only place he could have gone. Jerry I
have a surprise for you. Oh my goodness what have you done? Serena this
is just too funny look what he's gotten into."
"Please Marie help me get out of this." I said with a teary squeak.
"Don't leave me like this. I'll do anything you say."
"What did you say? You'll do anything, really ask me to spank you while
Serena supervises, she's the dominatrix I told you about and will teach
me how to spank and dominate. So beg me to spank that pale tail and I'll
let you go. Make sure you sound like you're really begging and really
want a spanking."
I began to cry as she laid out the situation and with a trembling voice
I croaked out 'Please Marie spank me."
"Say it again sweetie and be real clear about how bad you have been and
how much you need a spanking."
Still sobbing I blubbered out "Please Marie spank me I've been so bad
and need to be spanked. Oh please don't I don't please honey spank me
and let me out of this thing."
"Marie do you have any fresh ginger in your kitchen?"
"Why? Yes I think I just bought a gingerroot what on earth would that
do?"
"Let's go in the kitchen and I'll tell you." And with that the two left
me hanging and sobbing in my horrid machine as I remembered just what
gingerroot could do to you.
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