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Katie
?What the hell are you working on now?? Katie asked in the same snotty tone that she had been using all week, as she lay on the deck sunning with nothing on but her string bikini bottom and a pair of sunglasses.
Katie was my girl friend of the past three years. She had been born with ?Fuck Me? looks, 5’6? 112lb. long blonde hair and a pair of tits that looked too perfect to be real, but they were. The only problem was that along with those looks, an occasional ?Fuck You? attitude cropped up. This past week had been one of those times and I was about to remedy that situation.
?I’m working on a little surprise for you. I’ll show it to you shortly. I’m almost finished.? I said as I walked back across the yard.
?What ever,? she snipped without looking up from her magazine.
Around behind the garden shed sat my project. I had acquired some 3? thick, rough sawed oak planks from which I constructed a raised horizontal platform shaped like the letter ?I?. The main beam of the platform was about 4’ long and the cross beams were about 3’wide and it stood about 30? off the ground. I had also added several eye bolts in strategic locations to anchor down my little dove, making it perfect for the attitude adjustment that she so desperately needed.
After about and hour I had my project finished. I was dripping with sweat, as I walked back to the deck wearing only a pair of shorts, my tool belt and work boots.
?Come on, I want to show you something,? I said as I held my hand out to help her up.
?I’ll look at it later.?, again not even looking up to acknowledge me.
Grabbing her up out of the lunge chair and throwing her over my shoulder, I said, ?No you’ll look at it now.?
?Put me down you bastard,? she screamed as she beat her fists into my back. ?You’re getting me all sweaty and you stink.?
Undeterred, I carried her to my creation and firmly laid Katie, face up, on it. She felt the rough wood scratch her back as she wiggled and squirmed. She immediately tried to roll off the other side, but I captured her jaw between my thumb and fingers and sneered at her with my face only inches from hers.
?Don’t make this worse for yourself than it already is.?
Frozen in fear, she didn’t attempt to escape, but that didn’t silence her fowl mouth.
?You mother fucker, what do you think that you’re doing. I’ll get you for this, bastard.?
Her profane tirade continued as I cuffed her wrists and attached them to eyebolts located to each side of her head at one end of the platform. She tried to kick her legs free as I secured them to the eyebolts that I had set at the other end of the device, to each side of her hips.
Katie was now secured, laying on her back with her elbows and knee pointing into the air. She shifted side to side trying to escape rough board, but only succeeded in working more rough oak splinters in her skin.
I opened my pocket knife and slid the blade between the tanned skin of her hip and the thin string that held that side of her bikini together. With a quick flip of the wrist, the sting was severed. Katie gasped but remained silent and motionless as I lightly drug the point of the knife across her abdomen to her other hip and severed that string. I took the blade and slid it under the remnants of her swimsuit and flipped it down between her legs, uncovering the triangle of pale white skin that surrounded her shaved pussy.
As I closed the knife, Katie felt safe to return to her rants.
?You son of a bitch that was a $100.00 bikini.? She raged.
I smirked and refused to acknowledge her as I pulled the cloth from under her ass and drug it between her suspiciously wet pussy lips.
Now it was time to do something about her mouth.
Quickly stuffing the damp swimsuit in her mouth, I tied the strings behind her head and at last I had some quiet. Katie still tried to protest, but all that came out was unintelligible grunts and grumbles.
I reached down and picked up a piece of rope that I had just purchased and began to wind it around Katie’s left thigh, just above the knee. For those who aren’t familiar with it, new hemp rope, it very abrasive. The ends of each fiber stick out of the twist and scratch and splitter into to skin. She was painfully aware of this as I made 5 or 6 wraps around her lower thigh and tied the rope off to an eyebolt attached to the end of the cross piece, thus pulling her left knee downward and to the side. She rolled her hips to the left to take the pressure off her inner thigh muscles, but her relief was short lived as I secured her right thigh in the same manner, only to the opposite side of the cross piece. She now lay splayed wide open, with the muscles and tendons in her groin pulled piano string tight.
Katie twisted side to side trying to relieve the burning of her strained muscles, but shifting her hips to one side only increased the agony of the other.
Moving up to her arms, I wrapped them just above the elbow and tied them off to the sides of the top cross piece, pulling them outward and down just like her knees. Her chest muscles and rib cage now felt the same burning strain as her legs.
Looking down at her straining body, my haughty girl was not as proud as she was just minutes before. Sweat glistened on her skin as I ran my finger across her protruding rib cage and down her taut stomach. I admired her tits, which in this position looked like two grapefruits sitting on a table top. I decided to start with them. I captured her nipples between the thumb and forefinger of each hand and began to callously twist and pull them to get them nice and sensitive for the next step.
Picking up a scrap of the rope from the ground and stretching it between my fists, I began to saw the coarse rope back and forth across her hard nipples. Katie gasped as she felt the protruding fibers tearing at her flesh. She twisted and squirmed trying to avoid the rope, but only succeeded in further abrading her tender nipples as her tits shook back and forth. Tears trickled from her eyes as I continued dragging the hemp across her buds until they were inflamed and swollen with little flecks of blood popping to the surface.
Leaving Katie to suffer the burning pain in her nipples, I dropped the rope and walked to a nearby willow tree and cut off a 3 foot shoot. Here eyes grew wide as I stood above her, using my pocket knife to leisurely peel away the bark, letting the shavings fall on her tits and stomach. When finished I roughly brushed the shavings off of her and held the ivory colored instrument of torture above her. It was pencil thin, flexible and very strong. As I swished it through the air, Katie clamped her eyes shut. She knew what was coming and she knew it was going to hurt?...bad!
?SWIP?
?EEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGHHHH?, was the sound of Katie’s muffled scream as the switch cut a strip of fire across her flat stomach and she jerked her head side to side.
?SWIP?
?EEEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGHHH?, she screamed even louder as the next stripe landed just a few inches above the first.
?SWIP?
?EEEEEEEEEIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGHHH?, she screamed and thrashed as this stripe landed across the base of her full tits, causing the rope wrapped around her thighs and arms to dig in even deeper into her constricted flesh.
Smiling, I held the switch above her abused nipples. Katie realized were the next stripe was going and slowly started to shake her head, pleading ?No?, ?No? quietly through her gag.
?CCCRRRAACCCCKKK!!!!?
The switch sounded like a gun shot as it struck across both nipples and buried deep into the flesh of her tits.
?EEEEIIIIGGGGHHHH???EEEEIIIIGGGGHHH??.?EEEEIIIGGGGHHHH?
Katie screamed continuously as the waves of pain crashed through her breasts. She had never dreamed that such pain could exist. It radiated from her scorched nipples throughout her entire body.
As her screams deteriorated to incoherent moans as I walked over and retrieved the pitcher of water that was sitting on the deck. I tipped it up and drank my fill before dumping some on Katie’s face, bringing her sputtering back to reality.
Katie’s eyes followed me in terror, as I picked up switch and walked down to stand between her outstretched thighs. Her eyes clamped shut as she saw me draw back, knowing that the next stroke was going to land on one of her splayed thighs.
?SSSSWWWIIIIIPPPP!!!? The switch whistled down on the tightly stretched muscle and skin of her left thigh, drawing a red hot slash on her skin.
She bellowed at the top of her lungs and thrashed her pelvis around until I though she might dislocate her hips.
The next two slashes producing similar results, until again she was hanging at the edge of consciousness.
I once again drank deeply from the pitcher of water and splashed more of the reviving fluid on Katie’s face.
As she regained her senses, I ran my hand over the three fiery whelps on the inside of her thigh. I could feel the heat radiating from the slashes as I ran my finger tips over them and watched as they turned from red to purple before my eyes.
Knowing my need for symmetry, Katie groaned as I rubbed my hand up and down the unmarked flesh of her right thigh.
Shaking her head and pleading with her eyes, she watched as I picked up the switch and raised it in the air. The smooth skin of her inner thigh exploded in pain as I brought the switch whistling down.
?CCCCRRRAAACCCCKKK!!!?
?CCCCRRRAAACCCCKKK!!!?
?CCCCRRRAAACCCCKKK!!!?
Her screaming and trashing rose to new highs as I laid three evenly spaced marks on her right thigh.
Writhing in pain Katie didn’t even notice that I had picked up the scrap of rope. Her mind snapped back in focus when I held one end and lightly snaked it across her flat stomach.
?This little piece of rope sure did a job on your nipples.? I stated as I gasped the ends between my fists, as before. ?I bet it would really do a job on your pussy lips and clit.?
Katie began frantically shaking her head as I started sawing the rope up and down her slit. The first few strokes were light and vertical, just grazing her pussy lips and not making contact with her button. However as I continued the up and down movements, I started to apply more pressure and increase the angle so that the abrasive fibers digging deeper into her sensitive clit. Tears poured down her face as she realized that all she could do was lay still and accept her torment. Any movement would aggravate the scraping that her pussy was enduring. I continued sanding away at Katie’s sex until she was sobbing uncontrollably and the rope took on a pink tinge from the blood trickling from her lips and clit.
Seeing that my point had been made, I dropped the rope and removed the bonds from her thighs. Katie’s first reaction was to slam her thighs together, but her strained groin muscles made closing her legs a slow and painful process. As movement became possible, she began to fan her legs open and shut, trying to relent some of the pain radiating from her crouch.
Through this whole process, my cock had been trying to rip through the front of my shorts. Now was his time. I unclipped Katie’s ankle cuffs and placed her legs over my shoulders as I aimed my cock towards her battered pussy. A puddle of pussy juice had pooled below her, so I knew that lubrication would be no problem as I placed the head of my cock at her entrance and pushed in to the hilt in one slow unrelenting stroke. It looked as if Katie’s eyes would pop out of her head as her abraded entrance was stretched to its limit.
?You’re not going to back talk to me anymore, are you?? I questioned as I slowly pulled back until just the head of my cock rested in her twat.
She vigorously shook her head ‘no’ until I slammed into her as hard as I could.
?UUMMPPHH? she grunted as I banged against the mouth of her womb.
?You’re going to be a good girl now, aren’t you?? I asked as I again pulled back to reload.
This time her head nodded up and down in frantic agreement.
?UUMMPPHH? she grunted as I again slammed into her at full force.
?You’re going to appreciate the things I do around here, aren’t you??
?UUMMPPHH?
?You’re not going to cuss me anymore, are you??
?UUMMPPHH?
?UUMMPPHH?
?UUMMPPHH?
?UUMMPPHH?
I continued to slam into Katie until I felt the familiar tightening in my balls which brought on a final vicious slam that pushed me over the edge to climax. Her fingers clawed at the air from her restrained hands as the waves of her own orgasm racked through her body. My panting body collapsed on top of hers, mashing her punished tits against my chest, as we both gasped for breath. It took several minutes for either of us to get our heart rates down below safe levels. Soon my cock softened and slid out of her pussy eliciting a groan for each of us.
Walking unsteadily to the other end of the platform, I proceeded to untie Katie, freeing her arms then removing the bikini bottom that had served as her gag. As I helped her sit up, she wrapped her arms and legs around me and said,
?You fucking bastard, if you ever do that to me again, I’ll kill you.? Then smiling her evil smile, she said, ?Now take me upstairs and fuck me some more.?
?Oh well?, I thought,? that’s my girl!?
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