Kate Bishop and the Tracksuit Mafia
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?I think I’m in trouble, here.? Thought Kate.
It had all started so well; A strange man in a dark bar. Kate remembered thinking how cute he was.
?You’re cute.? She had said ?Buy me a drink and tell me your troubles.?
He had bought her quite a few drinks. She had seen him before, so she was pretty sure he knew the score.
?I know the score.? He said ?How much for you to come home with me??
?I like your attitude, and I don’t like to haggle; 500 bucks!?
?Done.? He said. He hated to haggle too.
Home was a big house at the edge of town. This town was still small enough to have an ‘edge’, no suburban sprawl here. The house had three stories but the man led her down into the basement. At the bottom of the stair was a little room set off from the rest of the space. Kate was led into the room and the man pulled the heavy door closed. There was no lock, not even a handle but the door stayed closed and both it and the room were heavily padded. Kate thought they might be sound proofed.
?Soundproof!? the man had said. ?Nobody will hear us down here. We can have some real nasty fun.?
The man gestured at the far wall as he said this. A large aray of bondage gear was hung from a wooden frame on the wall. There were whips, leashes, handcuffs, leather bindings. The whole array was breathtaking but the center of the room was where the true masterpiece was. A fully adjustable table crouched there. Several armatures and hinged segments promised a nearly infinite number of configurations. A person could be strapped to this machine in nearly any conceivable position. And a large gimbal beneath allowed for any angle as well. Kate thought it was beautiful.
?It’s beautiful.? she said. ?Can we try it?? she asked as she began to strip off her dress.
The man handed her a wood hanger and gestured to a rod hanging above a small table just inside the door. Soon Kate’s dress was hinging from the rod her bra and panties were floded on the table with her purse on top and a large pile of cash. Her shoes were underneath the table.
Kate then stripped the man of his clothes. She got close and breathed across his chest as she removed his shirt. She put his socks inside his loafers (whatever) Then she addressed his trousers. She knelt in front of the impassive seeming man and pulled at his belt until she got it unclasped. She drew his slacks down his legs slowly. As she pulled the pants to the ground she nuzzled his boxers with her cheek. She was rewarded by a warm bulge pressing into her flesh as it grew ever larger.
Kate had been prepared to suck on him to get him ‘up’ for the rest of the evenings activities, but he was already perfectly rigid by the time she divested him of his last garment. Would he want any foreplay before strapping her onto the table?
?No foreplay.? The man said ?get up on the table.?
Kate lay atop the table. The man placed padded leather manacles on her wrists and ankles. He spread her nude form into an ‘X’ by securing her limbs to the corners of the table.
?What are the limits? May I beat you?? asked the man.
?You paid for the whole show, mister.? Kate replied ?As long as I don’t need to go to the hospital when you’re done you can do anything.? The man grinned and flushed red.
?Okay, we’ll start with a light touch.?
The man retrieved a short handled whip from the wall.
SLASH! A quick blow straight across her breasts!
Kate simply grunted.
SLASH! Another blow to her abdomen.
Kate didn’t even bother to flinch
SLASH! Straight up between the helpless hookers legs.
?Unf? She couldn’t take that without reacting!
The man’s grin grew wider and he began whipping her in earnest.
SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! Alternating up and down her nude form. First from right to left, then from left to right. Kates skin began to glow a bright pink. By the time the man finished Kate was squealing with each blow and sweat was running down her body. Dripping from her neck, running in rivulets between her large breasts, and streaming down her thighs.
The man was sweating too. And while Kate had grown pink under his blows he had grown a deep red from the strain of delivering them. He breathed heavily and his ciock never wavered.
The man repositioned Kate and the table. She was now on all fours, knees and elbows with a section of the table raised beneath her abdomen for further support. The man had tied a rope into her hair and attached a steel hook to the other end. The hook slid into her ass and the short rope brought her head up stiffly. Only her tits were left free to move in this position. Her arms and legs were strapped down securely, and if he moved her head more than a few inches she wrenched her own ass.
Now the man took the blow-job Kate had thought he might need earlier.
He slid his throbbing cock into her mouth.
Kate was forced to be completely passive. The man fucked into her mouth until he heard her gag and start to choke. Then he slowly withdrew. Several more slow strokes gave him her measure and he began to saw into her throat with increased speed and violence. Kate did her best to breathe as he pulled out on each stroke so the man could go as deep as the size of her throat would allow.
As he fucked her face the man’s breathing grew more rapid and he swallowed hard. His face began to deepen it’s flush. He strained and grunted and looked like he was going to pass out.
Sudden ly a rush of warm sticky fluid rushed into Kate’s throat. The man came and came. He was still coming as he pulled out of her mouth and come filled her mouth and the last jerking pulse put a sizable glob high on her cheek.
?Nice.? Said the man. Despite herself Kate hoped the man wasn’t done yet.
?I’m not done yet.? He exclaimed.
He pulled a large mirror on wheels over in front of Kate. Then he went to the hook in her ass and yanked it out.
?Yipe!? Kate said in shock. The man hung the hook on a pulley attached to the ceiling. Kates head was now held up higher and she could move it a bit more freely from side to side, but she was pointed squarely at the mirror and saw the man behind her. As flushed red as ever he was stroking himself with one hand and spreading a thick lubricant on her ass with the other.
?I’m going to fuck your ass, whore.?
Without further ceremony he plunged his newly rigid prick into her bowels.
The man grunted with each thrust into the captive prostitute. His color grew darker again as his excitement grew.
Kate found herself yelping in time with the man’s grunts. She was really having fun!
?This is really fun.? She said. But the man didn’t answer. He was still pounding his dick up her asshole, but he had grown strangely quiet.
Kate looked up into the mirror. The man was straining mightily. The muscles in his face, neck and chest were all taut and his flesh was as dark a red as she had ever seen.
?Are you okay?? she asked. The man continued pumping into her ass but still didn’t answer.
Suddenly Kate felt him unload into her guts. The sticky fluid gushed into her and forced its way out her butt around the man’s throbbing cock. Kate looked into the mirror at the man’s suddenly slack face. The alarming color he had displayed vanished and he went completely pale.
The man withdrew from her stretched anus and walked toward the door. After two stumbling strides he collapsed as if he were a marionette whose strings had been cut.
?Hey, mister?? Kate called out. But the man didn’t answer.
That had been a half hour ago. The man was still and un-breathing. Kate was tied to a table in a soundproof room.
Kate was in trouble.
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