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THE SWINDLE

Spring time, evening time; the streets are always crowded and alive at thosetimes. Many people running around, enjoying the clear evening sky; murmur ispretty loud, sometimes out toned by passing vehicles. Ben was one of thosepeople; although alone, he felt tranquil and was enjoying himself. Ben wasa simple guy; for his boyish sort of appearance he was rather handsome, too.

He was about to meet few of his buddies that evening for a hangout. As allof his friends, Ben seemed as a normal, communicative guy that liked the crowdas any other social person would.

But, he had a secret; although, he had several girlfriends in his life, heseemed to not be able to last long in a relationship. He had somewhat differentfeelings towards the female society; just as any other guy, he liked prettyand good looking girls. But, what he really wanted, he wasn't able to find;a woman who he'd adore and worship. Not just because he was well raised; hisideal was that all women should be worshiped as a dominant and superior kind.He never managed to present any of it to any of his ex girlfriends, so aftera while he'd loose interest in an ordinary, everyday like relationship.

Each time he'd see a woman that would seem a little more peril-looking thenthe other, he'd feel shivers tickling his spine. That's why he always feltmore comfortable hanging out with guys then ladies. On occasions, he'd havea relationship with a girl but his fantasies would never come to life; forthose, he limited himself to whatever was on internet, maybe a movie or a magazine.Internet chats were the top of bringing out his fantasies to light, if youcould call it so.

There was one place in town that he liked to visit; it was an erotic store,a sex-shop. Although, it seemed like any other store of such type, this onewas somewhat different. Lower level was same like in any other; variety oftoys, accessories, magazines, CD's and video tapes, etc…everything wascolored pink. Upper floor was different and designated to only one thing; itcontained huge amount of stuff, all related with S/M. The lights were darkred and smothered which gave a special glow to all accessories exposed. Strongleather and PVC odor gave it a special, different meaning. There were doorsto that floor but interior was not visible from below. People rarely went upas they didn't know what was behind the door. Neither did Ben at first; once,he asked a woman behind the counter where he could find a pair of handcuffs.Without a word, she pointed to the door; he was a little confused and didn'tknow what to expect behind them but, once he was up, his heart almost stopped.That room was pretty big and so full with different stuff; he couldn't believehis eyes at first. He felt discomfort at first but, as no one came in for quitea long time, it passed. He became a regular visitor and, although he neverbought anything, that lady behind the counter, didn't seem to mind his visits.In fact, every time he'd show up, she'd give him a wicked smile and a slightwink with her eye. He was there at least twice a week; and, on those, alreadycountless occasions, only twice was he in there with someone else. Both times,some men came in, looked around and left. He almost felt like it was all forhim; the woman behind the counter knew he probably tried some of that stuffon, but she never complained or said a word. And that evening, as he had plentytime before getting together with his friends, he decided to visit the placeagain. Everything was the same; 10-15 people at the lower floor and same ladybehind the counter. He got his smile and a wink as he passed by her and wentstraight to the door. No one was there so he was able to enjoy himself in private.It was strange though, as he couldn't understand how could all that equipmentbe worth while as no one was ever there to buy anything. But, he wasn't thinkingabout that too much as he didn't really care. He walked around the room checkingeach piece set out as usually; he took a pair of leather sandals with veryhigh metal heels and many straps and brought them close to his face. The smellof leather boiled his blood up; his mind drifted far away and he never heardthe door open. A female voice winced him out of his daydream, "Excuse me" shesaid and passed by him, barely grazing his sleeve. It startled him and he feltblood rushing into his cheeks; fortunately, the lights were so weak for herto notice his blushing. At first he just wanted to run out of there but thatseemed too stupid; although she was already on the other side of the room,he silently replied, "Sorry." He couldn't see much except for the contoursof her figure; the best thing to do was to just ignore her and continue withwhat he was doing until she leaves. He turned around, put the sandals up onthe shelf and just continued to examine the items on the shelf below. "Whatdo you think?" her voice interrupted him again. As he never heard her approach,he thought she moved like a ghost; he turned around just to meet her face twofeet off, "Uhm…I…" his voice got shaky, "What…I don'tknow…", "This!" she pointed down and showed him a black leather corsetshe placed around her waist. "I don't know…it looks, it's good…Ithink." She had real fun seeing him like that but she never showed it. "Couldyou hand me those black sandals you had before" she asked, "I'd like to trythose, too." Although she was pretty taller then he, he complied instantlyand reached up for them; she took the sandals and sat on the chair. Now thathe was able to see her clearly, he wasn't able to stop staring; her gorgeousfigure got him. Her fine and sharp face lines, framed by long loose red hairwere something else. All her attributes were in place but one thing took hisbreath away; the sclerotic of her big eyes were so white they glowed in thedark. She never looked up when she said, "Never saw a girl before?" Althoughher words got to him, he couldn't set his eyes off of her, "No…I meanyes, of course…I am sorry, I didn't want to" but she interrupted again, "It'sok, I don't mind" she said, stood up in front of him and continued, "I knowI am gorgeous, don't you think so, too?" She looked straight at his eyes andwaited for his answer, "Yes…yes, you are…I mean, I…" Neverbefore, he felt so helpless with a woman; he wasn't able to finish a singlesentence. He knew she had those sandals on and he desperately wanted to lookdown at her feet but he managed not to; instead, he just swallowed heavilyas he felt his heart was coming up to his throat. She walked few steps awayand came back just to see how those sandals felt on her feet; clicking noisethat those heels made on the floor sounded pretty embezzling to him. "Whatdo you think?" she asked pointing down at her feet. Finally, he looked downand, after a while, said, "Those are very nice sandals." She smiled and, ashe looked at her face again, said, "Yes, but I wasn't asking about the sandals;I was asking about my feet." Her words made him weak and burning in his chest;he wanted to say something but, "Uhm…what? I…I don't…it's…" herwords got him completely off the track.

His mind worked fast so he managed to gather himself together, "I am sorry,but I should really go now" he said his first complete sentence and turnedto leave. "No, you really shouldn't!" she said firmly; although he began towalk already, he froze. She came closer to him and, before he managed to sayanything, she continued, "This is a one-time opportunity for you and maybeyou should think about it." He was so bewildered that he didn't understandwhat she was saying; she saw his confusion and continued to lead the game, "Ifyou don't go, there is a big possibility that you will be able to take a lookat my feet", she came much closer and whispered, "A very, very close look."

She had him completely off the track; he knew that she wanted him for somethingthat he strived for, for quite a bit but, he just couldn't believe it. Herright hand went up to his chin and held firmly it with her fingernails; herother hand went up too and her fingers slid into his hair. Then, with her lefthand, she grabbed his hair and pulled his head down and closer; her lips methis and, instead of a soft and gentle first kiss, her tongue probed his mouthhard and her lips covered his, completely.

Overwhelming sense of shock was complete for him; he was lost in her powerand, although he didn't know it yet, he was hers from A to Z.

Promptly, she let go of him and their lips parted; before he managed to sayanything or even think of what happened, she said calmly, "Well…haveyou thought about it?"

There was nothing to think about, really; at that moment, he'd do anythingfor that girl and he knew it.

"Yes, ok…I won't go…I'll stay" he replied with a shaky voice.She smiled gently and said, "Good…that's good; now, lets get out ofhere." As they were leaving, he looked at the woman behind the counter; thistime, she had a big smile stretched all over her face; that time, somethingwas different.

She took him to a bar where they sat at one separated table in the corner;she knew her places as the bar was very neat and the music moderate and nottoo loud. Until then, she asked him couple of questions and he replied. Hecouldn't think of a single reasonable question to ask and not to seem stupidand too ordinary. The place was much lighter then before at the store or inthe streets they walked; he was able to examine each of her fine contours and,for him, she was the most beautiful figure he ever saw. "I think you are candy-cuteguy; I just might have you for dinner" she said with a smile on her face andcontinued, "I don't do this usually, you know." His confusion faded and hemanaged to make a normal conversation, "Thank you…I never thought ofmy self as cute…I don't do this either, usually" he said. She leanedforward on the table and looked straight in his eyes; she grabbed both hishands with her black polished nails and said, "Correct me if I am wrong asI maybe misinterpreted you behavior earlier but, I think you have a specialurges when it comes to women; I think it's not only feet that your fascinatedwith?" she passed her fingernails all the way down his lower arms and gentlyscratched them while waiting for his answer. He wasn't replying so she said, "Thereis no need to be shy as I probably know everything, already." He couldn't helpit and his cheeks got all red, again; he bowed his head down but managed toutter, "Yes…I mean, I think you're right." She leaned back in her seat,watched him for a while and said, "I have to make a phone call…I'llbe back in a minute." With that, she stood up and promptly left; she reallyneeded to make a phone cal but she also wanted to give him some time aloneso he could recover from his discomfort, a bit.

She dialed a number and waited; "Hello" said the female voice on the otherend, "It's me, Denise" she said, "Oh, what you're up to?" the woman asked, "Justbring the equipment into my place now; I'll get there in few hours so makeit ready, ok?" There was a slight pause and the other woman said, "Ok. Willdo…tell me who you're with" woman asked, "You'll find out soon enough" shesaid and hung up. She got back to their table and said cheerfully, "We neverintroduced…I am Denise" she said, "I am Ben" he replied, appearing alittle less confused. "Have you thought about what I said before I left?", "Yes,yes I did" he confirmed. Again, she leaned forward and said calmly, "Wouldyou like to go to my place? Maybe we could find out together what exactly yoururges are" she smiled wickedly.

Her words got him so excited he lost his breath; still, he managed to shylyconfirm, "Yes…let's…"

They've spent another hour in the bar; she talked casually just to help himrelax and it worked. Couple of drinks helped, too.

After 2 hours, they arrived at her apartment; it was on 11th floorof a building in the center, in one of the not-so-cheap parts of town. Herplace was big and very classy; he was wondering how she got it. She wasn'tmuch older then he and, to have a place like that one needs a huge salary.Everything was nice and in place; only one thing was a little out of ordinary;there was so many mirrors, some small and some huge. Everywhere he looked therewas at least one mirror. "Make your self comfortable" she said and went tothe bathroom. He continued to stand on his feet and examine her apartment;she came back quickly and sat on the sofa. Her exposed crossed legs got hisattention immediately, "Would you like a drink or something?" she asked, "NoI am fine" he replied and she continued, "Well then; would you like to kneelin front of me, then? I bet you would, ha?" he said with a mock in her voice.He was hesitating at first but then, he stepped forward and slowly kneeleda foot away from where he right leg was. "Good boy" she said, "Now take offmy shoes, my feet are killing me" her voice wasn't commanding yet but he obeyed.He removed her right shoe and, when she re-crossed her legs, her left, too.His heart beat went up and his breathing got heavier; his dreams were comingthru and so with such a beautiful lady, too. He just wanted to dive and swallowher foot completely but something told him to wait and follow her instructions.She put her both feet on the floor and said, "Now lay on the floor, right here" shepointed at the part just below her feet. She lifted them up so he could getbelow; as he did, she placed both her feet on him, one on his chest and otheron his stomach. She actually felt his rapid and strong hear beat with her sole;she began to move her feet around his torso, slowly. "Unbutton your shirt" shesaid; he complied and exposed his naked torso, "And your pants, too" she continued.As soon as he did, her left foot went straight inside his underwear, "Mmmhh" helet out a moan as she touched his genitals. Then, her other foot came to hischin and up above his mouth, "From now on, whatever I say, you'll reply with'Yes'…is that clear?" still, her voice was gentle and not commandingand he promptly replied, "Yes." "Now, stick your tongue out and don't moveit", the sole of her right foot touched his warm and wet tongue. She bean torub her sole over his tongue, but gently; her other foot felt his penis rapidlygrowing inside his underwear. She managed to push his pants and his underweardown, together; his stiff penis popped out. She lifted her right foot up, pointedit at his mouth and said, "Now swallow it!" her voice become a little harsher.He opened his mouth as much as he could and her foot found it way inside; herother foot was on top of his penis, rubbing and mashing it against his body.He was close, so close; once she realized it, she took out her foot from hismouth and with it, pushed up his chin just to expose his neck. "Don't be afraidnow" she said and placed her foot atop of his neck. Slowly, she added somepressure to it and, once she realized he couldn't breath anymore, she stoppedapplying more pressure but still held her foot like that, "Now you better comequickly while you still have air in your lungs." He didn't need much; he wasalready at his top and, after few more strokes with her foot, his hot semencame out all over his belly.

She removed both her feet from him and put them on the floor; she looked,smiled and said, "The bathroom is right there; go fix yourself up and comeback, but completely naked; take your time" Again, 'Yes' was the only thinghe said and stood up on his feet.

He left and closed the door behind him. 'He's cute' she thought andsmiled; but then, she remembered why he was here in the first place. Her facetook a serious and worried expression; 'Damn it! I shouldn't do this tomyself' she was thinking, 'I shouldn't start having any kind of feelings…notnow.' But somehow, this one was different; she really liked this guy, hisobviously good heart, tiny figure and that boyish appearance of his. She likedit so much she never dared asking him how old he really was. Even before, sometimesshe'd feel sorry for the guy afterwards; but, she never had such thoughts asshe did at the moment, especially because nothing serious happened yet. 'No!'she decided firmly, 'I won't do it this time, period; later, I'll send himaway and make sure he never comes back.' Maybe, she should have sent himaway immediately; the only trouble was that she was so horny at the momentand it would have been an obvious waste not to make the best out of him sincehe was already there. She needed a fuck desperately and she was determinedto get one; later, she'd send him away with his feelings pretty hurt so hewouldn't even consider coming back. That was her plan and it seemed prettygood

After a while, he came out of the bathroom completely naked; even his bodylooked like of a teenager. He kept his hand between his legs, obviously tryingto cover his genital area. She saw that as a good opportunity to start withhurting his feelings. Quickly, she put her shoes back on, stood up and wentto where he was standing. Before he managed to say anything, she lifted herright hand, swung it thru the air and slapped his left cheek hard. It cameas a complete surprise to him and he backed off two feet; his face assumedand ignorant and frightened expression. Before he could open his mouth, sheyelled at him, "DOWN…TO THE FLOOR, NOW! " He obeyed promptly and fellon his knees, "HEAD ON THE FLOOR…SIDEWAYS! " her voice was still loudand firm. Just as his cheek and temple touched the floor, her right leg foundits way atop other side of his head. She pressed it down to the floor and continued, "SO,I AM NOT WORTHY OF LOOKING AT YOUR PATHETIC DICK, IS THAT SO…HA? " sheacted mad. He was so afraid and confused that he couldn't see it as pure acting;he barely uttered, "No…that's not what" but she interrupted him in histhought, "NO? DID YOU JUST SAY 'NO'? I THOUGHT I MADE IT CLEAR THAT ONLY 'YES'IS THE WORD TO COME OUT OF YOUR MOUTH, HA? YOU SHOULDN'T DISOBEY ME LIKE THIS! " hervoice wasn't so loud anymore but still firm and commanding. "Now, I'll askagain; am I not worthy of looking at your genitals…is that why you werehiding them from me?" Of course he wasn't; he was simply embarrassed. But now,he had a problem; whatever his answer, it wouldn't be good. So, he decidedto obey her orders again, "Yes" he replied as he wasn't supposed to say anythingelse. "Oh, I see…so you think I am not worthy of looking at your intimateparts; you think I am not good enough to see your little whiner. Well, I thinkthat you don't have enough respect for me and you should be thought some respect." Buthis feelings were different; for the whole evening he was restraining himselffrom not telling her how beautiful she was, how he'd adore and worship herin any way, obey each of her wishes, do anything for her just to become somethingshe'd posses. "No…I" he wanted to say something but, she removed herleg from her head just to shove it into his side; she kicked him hard enoughfor him to feel discomfort. It didn't help; in an instant, he had a burst ofemotions; he got on all-fours in front of her and began to spill out what wason his mind, "Please, it's not like that…I do respect you, very muchso…I just want to be your..." he stopped, looked up at her and said, "I'ddo anything for you, anything…" he bowed down to her feet and beganto kiss her left foot rapidly. Through the kissing, he said, "Anything thatpleases you…anything." He had her so confused that she pulled her footaway and backed off few steps; as he looked up, she saw his eyes got wet. Shepassed her right hand thru her hair trying to gather her thoughts together;after a little while she looked down again. He was still on the floor lookingup at her like a puppy. Softly, she said, "Anything? Are you sure you do anythingfor me?" He wasn't hesitating; she was the best thing that ever happened tohim so he promptly confirmed, "Yes, I'd do anything." She stared at him withfeeling of pity and anger at the same time; she felt like she wanted to startbeating him up just because he made her feel the way she felt. And she shouldn'thave had such feelings; she had a firm agenda why she picked him up in thefirst place. "Stand up!" she ordered; once he was on his feet, he wasn't coveringhis genitals, anymore. "Follow me!" she commanded him again, turned on herheel and walked to a door on the other side of the hallway. She opened it andwalked straight in; as he entered the room, he saw that it was almost empty.In the middle, there was some kind of bench that looked more like a table butwasn't high enough or wide enough. But, all walls were in mirrors; he was ableto see numerous reflections of both of them and, once the door closed, he wasn'tsure where the exit was, anymore. The bench had four legs with leather restraintsattached to each; top of the bench was lined in shiny black leather cloth. "Laythere" she said pointing at the bench; he quickly obeyed and lay on top ofit. She circled around the bench and stopped at each leg just to secure hishands and legs with those leather restraints. His hands and legs went downwardsand his front was exposed to her.

She unzipped her dress and it fell on the floor around her legs; she steppedout of it and straddled him. She wore no underwear at all and he was somewhatconfused with the fact that he never noticed it while he was below her at thesofa. Her gorgeous body made him dizzy; as she straddled him, she sat atopof his chest. The view from his aspect was magnificent; her firm body, roundand beautiful breasts and her face framed in shiniest hair he ever saw. Shebegan to pass her fingernails across his face downwards; she slightly scratchedhis neck and went for his chest. She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes; hethought it was some kind of game again but she was simply too horny. She lookeddown at him and said, "You want some of this?" she pointed with her fingerdown to her cunt, "Do you want a taste of it?" she continued. "Yes, yes…please" justthe though of her pussy on top of his face made his penis go straight up inthe air. She moved a little closer and continued, "Hmm…why would a manlike you, allow a girl like me to tie him up, make him completely helplessand left to one's mercy?" she looked back down at him, "I could, for example,sit on your face for hours and there'd be nothing you could do to stop me." Withthat, she moved a little closer again; she was teasing him as she knew he wouldn'tmind her sitting on his face for a whole day. She lifted herself up and stoodexactly above his face, "Beg for it!" she said. With no hesitation, he startedto beg, "Please…can I have a taste of your pussy…please, I ambegging you, give it to me…please." Slowly, she lowered herself downand stopped just and inch above his mouth; his tongue came out and she feltits tip touching her warm and moist flesh. She wanted to tease him some morebut she was too hot already; instead, she sat fully on his face and began togrind her cunt all over his mouth and nose. "Yeess...Lick it good!" she saidin between loud moans. Although her pace was fast, his tongue managed to workher good; he was inhaling some air whenever he could. It didn't take her longto reach her first orgasm; "God…ooohhh!" she yelled, "YEESSSS! AAHHHH!" Shearched her torso and her muscles turned to a spasm. Again, she stood up, lookeddown at him and grabbed his head between her hands, "You've got a great faceto fuck!" she said all breathless. Before he managed to catch his breath, shewas already placing the tip of his, with precum covered, dick. She strokedit twice to make sure it was hard enough and just slid on it; it was not somemonster-cock but it filled her nicely. She began to ride him fast in an instant;she seemed so hungry for it like she hasn't had an orgasm just few momentsearlier. She was riding and jumping all over his dick, her hair flew aroundher head and her fingernails dug into his chest. She lost it completely andbegan to scratch his chest skin, hard; however, it was not painful to him.The scratching made an awkward sensation he never felt before; it turned himon even more. Her moans turned into loud screams caused by pleasure growinginside her, "AAHHH! FUCK!" and she increased the pace. He was coming very close,too, and he began to squawk abruptly, "Mmmhh…ah…ah" his tonewas low. As she heard him, she leaned forward and placed her right palm overhis mouth, "SHUT UP!" she leaned on her right hand and made sure his mouthremain closed. She was reaching her top but she slowed down a little; she wantedto adjust her ecstasy with his. As his abdominal muscled began to twitch, shefelt his dick in her pulsating. With first drops of his cum, she came; bothof them got in intense orgasms and her fingernails squeezed his flesh likeshe was about to tear it off. As their ecstasy began to fade, she leaned forwardand down; she grabbed his chin and squeezed it until he opened his mouth. Theirlips connected and her tongue probed so violently in his mouth that his ownremained still; she kissed him with such fury, he thought she wanted to suckhis lungs out. After a few seconds, she straightened up and lifted her lefthand in the air; it came down at him and collided with his right cheek, "THAT'SFOR COMING INSIDE ME, YOU LITTLE FUCK!"

He was completely bewildered; one moment she was so hot for him and kissinghim so passionately, and then slapping his face so hard. She knew how he feltand that was exactly what she wanted. She stood up and dismounted off of himand the bench. In a few seconds, she cut loose his hands and legs and said, "Standup and get dressed!" With that, she put on her dress and opened the door; shewent out and left it open. He came after her and went for his clothes; withouta word, she waited for him to get dressed. "Come" she said, "You're leavingnow"; he looked at her with disappointment in his eyes but followed her tothe door. She opened it and gave him room to pass, "I don't…understand" hebegan, "I am sorry if I did something wrong, but…" She never let himfinish the sentence; instead, she said, "I am not going to explain myself toyou, now; go and don't come back…ever!" her voice sounded determined.He was about to say something but she interrupted, again, "No! Just go home…leavenow, this is not what you want, believe me. Don't come back, don't look forme, is that clear?" As he was already out in the hallway, she closed the doorand locked it.

He stood right in front of the door for several minutes, trying to figureout what happened; she leaned on the wall beside the door and bowed her headdown. She knew she had to send him away but she wished she didn't; on the otherside of the door, he wasn't sure if all that happened was just a dream or not.Once she heard his footsteps getting away, she went to the living room andfell on the couch, "SHIT!" she said and covered her eyes with her hand.

Just as she was about to fall asleep, the telephone rang; it startled herso she almost yelled in the handset, "Yes…what!" It was the same femalevoice as before in the bar, "Did you do it?" a woman asked. Denise hesitatedfor a second and then she replied, "No…no I didn't, he freaked and ranaway" she said. The woman on the other end changed her tone of voice, "Hmm…thatnever happened before; are you sure you didn't…" but she interruptedher, "Am I sure what? I said he ran away…period!"

"Come on Denise…you know how good we sell these films and it is agood money; this was supposed to be your last film, anyway…then youcould retire and enjoy the rest of…" but she interrupted her again, "I'llget you your movie! Just don't push me, ok." The woman waited a little andthen she said, "I am not pushing you…but there is a deadline and youknow it" she waited a little and added, "And it's Monday, so…" Therewas silence for few moments and Denise said, "You'll have it by Monday!" andshe hung up.

She stood up and went into that room where the bench was; the mirrors onthe walls were actually all, closet doors. She opened one and behind it, therewas a closet; there were variety of accessories inside like whips, hoods, somefootwear, etc…Also, there was a camera hidden behind the mirror; sheexamined the camera, and then closed the mirror. She opened another and thenanother one; each had a camera hidden behind and all were on. As all the openingswere in fact closets, all contained some toys and accessories. She closed thelast one and went out; in her bedroom there was a computer. She sat at it andbegan to work on something. A window appeared containing other smaller windows;each of these had some part of her apartment covered by the cameras. She switchedthe views off and pressed a play button below; instantly, all cameras beganto replay what was recorded. Everything, since the moment she brought Ben toher place until the moment he left, was recorded. She watched it for a whileand then stopped, "No…not this one" she said to herself, turned thecomputer off and left.

It was a Saturday morning and she had only two days to compile her homemadefilm; she prepared herself for going out that evening to find a new main characterfor it. But that day, she had tough luck; all the usual places just wouldn'tprovide what she wanted. She came home early in the morning, alone; there wasstill one day left but she needed to be quick. As she opened the elevator doorand stepped out, she saw Ben on the floor in front of her door; he fell asleep.'Damn it…damn that kid!' she thought, 'I told him not to comeback…why would he…' she never finished her thoughts. Instead,she sat on the stair opposite to where he was and just watched him for a while.Seeing him asleep like that, he looked even cuter then before. After maybe10 minutes, she stood up and then squatted near him, "Hey…wake up" shesaid quietly and pushed his shoulder. He opened his eyes and looked up at her;his heart beat went up once he laid his eyes on her. She was a bit pale andlooked tired but, to him, she looked incredible. She grabbed him under hisarm and pulled him up; as she was unlocking the door, she said, "I though Itold you not to come back, haven't I?" As he wasn't entering the apartment,she turned to him and said, "Do you like it better out there in the hallway?What are you waiting for?" and with her hand, she gestured for him to enter. "Sitthere" she pointed at the table in the middle of dining room; she put awayher jacket and her purse and went to the fridge to bring two beers.

He was just sitting there quietly as she brought the beers and sat down, "Whydid you come back?" she asked. She was sure he wouldn't be able to make onegood sentence in explaining himself, but she was wrong; he had enough timeto think about things and how to say them. "I want to know what happened heretwo days ago and why you threw me out like that" he said with certain determinationin his voice. His appearance confused her for a moment, long enough for himto continue, "And don't tell me you just wanted a good fuck for an hour; therewas more to it, I am sure."

She leaned forward on the table with an angry expression on her face, "Well,look how cocky you've become in only two days" her voice rose within her talking, "Didyou just order me what to tell you or not?!" Her voice and her acting put himback at his place, "No…I just…I wanted to…sorry."

She grinned at him and said, "That's better; that's the way I like you – cuteand helpless."

After a few sips of beer, she asked, "You know how to work with computer?" "Yes,of course" he replied. She stood up and said, "Come, I'll show you something." Theywent to her bedroom and she told him to sit by her PC; she ran one programand same window with many others in it, appeared on screen. "Click on playbutton" she instructed him; as soon as he did, he saw what she wanted to showhim. "You recorded everything the other night!" he said with unhidden surprisein his voice, "But why? Is this some kind of kink of yours?" She smiled andsaid, "You could call it that, but not really; this is what I do for living…Iseduce and then record my victims." "Victims?" he was confused, "I wouldn'tsay I was victimized the other night", he turned to the computer screen andsaid, "This is just porn" he said. She sat on the table, placed one leg onhis upper right thigh and huddled the other between his legs. "Ever heard ofsnuff porn?" she asked him with low and serious tone of voice; he felt coldnesspassing down his spine. It took him a while to answer but he managed, "Yes,but…I though those were only stories"; suddenly, his voice got higher, "Don'ttell me that you…!!! Is that why you wanted me here?" she just noddedher head slightly, "No, I don't believe you…you couldn't…it'snot…" but he lost his thoughts soon enough. He stood up promptly andsaid, "I don't believe you; you just want to scare me off, again…butif that's what you really want, then I'll just leave…just forget it".Even his angry appearance was cute to her; she smiled and said, "No, I don'twant you to go; in fact, I really want you to stay with me." "First you sayyou wanted to…want to snuff me or something and now…I reallydon't…" but she interrupted him, "Don't be stupid; if I wanted to "snuff" you,you'd be dead already. I had you tied up and immobilized, remember?"

She stood on the floor, too and continued, "But, for you to stay, you neededto know the truth." Slowly, she came closer to him and leaned forward to saysomething; he was really afraid that he almost backed away; she whispered inhis ear, "Now, do you really want to stay with a serial?" The sound of theword 'serial' made him tremble, "How…how many did you…you know?" Shewaved her head as a 'no' and said, "I said serial, haven't I? There are somethings you don't need to know." He felt afraid and repulsive at the same time,to the whole issue; he said in a sarcastic way, "Well, did you enjoy it, ha?Was it all at least worth while?" Before he realized what happened, her rightpalm collided with his face, "I SAID, THERE ARE SOME THINGS YOU DO NOT NEEDTO KNOW! ONE MORE IDIOTIC QUESTION AND I'LL KICK THE SHIT OUT OF YOU…UNDERSTOOD? " sheyelled at him. Although, her temper got him even more scared, he felt turnedon by it, at the same time. She was a little sorry she hit him, but she nevershowed it; instead, she grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the bedroom.She led him directly to a "mirror room" and, once inside, she said, "Don'tmove!" and went to open one of the hidden closets. He just watched her likeparalyzed; first he saw one of the hidden cameras; next thing he saw was awooden garrote she pulled out of the closet. It took him some time to realizewhat it was as he never saw one before, "You know what this is, don't you?" sheasked. "Yes, I think so" he replied humbly, "Do you believe me now?" she askedas she knew he still hadn't comprehended it fully. As he wasn't replying, shecame closer to him and said with specifically graceful tone of voice, "Maybeyou would like to try it?" and her face stretched into a very wicked grin.He wasn't sure if she was just joking or not but he still flinched back a little, "Youknow…some of "them" were actually volunteers; some of them actuallybegged for it and were very grateful" she said and continued after a shortpause, "The only problem is that I have to make one more film and my deadlineis tomorrow; I must deliver the goods or I just might be the next one."

He waited for a while and said, "I don't understand…why would you…" buthe was again interrupted, "After this one, I retire; but I have this obligationto some very nasty people and if I don't deliver…" she made a throat-slicinggesture with her hand. "And more I think of it, I see you as a perfect maincharacter for the film" she stopped and waited for his reply. "You want tokill me to save yourself and you're asking me if I do it? I can't believe this!" hesaid. "You're being stupid again, kid; if I wanted to kill, would I show youall this and ask you? No…I'd just do it and you know damn well I could." Shecame closer, placed her palm on his, still burning cheek, and continued, "But,in order to save my ass and for us to be together, you need to be seen dying." Shecaressed his cheek more and said, "I suppose you could play dead, couldn'tyou? That way, everyone would be happy, I'd be off the hook and you…you'dbe still alive and kicking." With that, she pressed herself against him andsaid, "And, if still interested, you could be living out your fantasies witha woman to adore, to serve and worship…and that would be me, of course",the last part she said cheerfully. Before he managed to open his mouth, shebrought her face in his and her tongue came out of her mouth. She began toslowly lick his lips, his cheeks and his neck; the warmth and the moist ofher mouth made him dizzy, "Mmm…what do you say, ha?" she asked in betweentwo licks, "I know you…mmm…want to; don't deny yourself…slurp… ofme." Her hand found its way to his groin; she placed her palm atop of it andgently rubbed it against his pants, "I could…slurp…make you nutswith…mmm…lust." In all that haze, he remembered how just yesterday,he thought how he could die for that woman. It was just a stupid paradox atthe moment, but still, he couldn't believe the words that came out of his mouthnext, "Yes, yes…I'll do it…I'll die for you if you want me to…yes." Onceshe heard him, she slowly moved away and said, "Wait! There is something else,too" He couldn't believe her words; 'what else could there possibly be'he thought. "Come with me" she said and walked to the door; they sat on thesofa and she pulled out few papers, "You see, there is one slight problem." Hewas listening eagerly what she had to say, "Well, for each of this films, Iget like a script from these people; this is what they want to see on the film." Hewanted to take the papers but she wouldn't let him, "The problem is, some ofthe things here cannot be faked; some of the acts just have to be done forreal. Faking your death is actually the easiest part." She stopped for a whileand said, "Take this and read it; it is all up to you now…if you can'tdo it, I'll understand." As he took the papers, she stood up and went intodining room; ha watched her walk away thinking how there couldn't be anythingthat would make him not accept this deal; she was too good, worthy of anythingat all. He began to read it; at first, it was just describing the way she wassupposed to seduce him and bring him to her place. But more he read it, morehis yaw got open in disbelief; he was supposed to be whipped hard with somethingcalled "cat-o-nine", tortured with burning cigarette stubs and some other stuff.He understood all except for one thing; he was supposed to be given a "scattreat" and then strangled in the garrote. He stood up and went to the diningroom; his voice was low and shaky when he asked, "What is a scat treat? I understandthe other stuff but this one…I don't know what it is." She looked athim, came closer and placed her hand on his cheek again; with a really softvoice, she said, "I am supposed to make you eat my shit, Ben…that'swhat it is." Hearing her words, he backed away; his face got some grayish-palecolor and he felt nauseous just hearing those words, "E…eat your…shit?It's insane…it's…I can't…no!" he said and sat on the chairby the table. "Yeah, well…somehow I knew, that one would be a problem",she sat beside him and continued with a sarcastic tone of voice, "Can't blameyou; it's not actually French cuisine, is it?" She passed her hand across herface in a tired manner and said, "Fuck it! I am just gonna pack up and run…nothingelse I can do, anyway." She took his hand, stood up and said, "Come, you mustleave now" and she pulled him up. Once they were at the door, she said, "Goand don't come back; I mean it this time, do not come back. You won't findme here anyway…I'll be gone tomorrow." She opened the door, pushed himout and said, "I am sorry this couldn't end up differently…I reallyam" and she closed the door, leaving him outside.

He left with a feeling of emptiness inside him; she stood in the middle ofliving room figuring where to start with packing. It was already 4 o'clockin the morning and she had to leave at least before ten; her time was limited.She began packing; just the crucial things she planned to take with her. Shestill had enough money on a side and that was no problem. The apartment, she'dhandle later, once the things calm down. Everything was in place for her exceptthe fact that she wasn't supposed to be alone in all this; after a long time,she felt that there was someone she could have by her side. Disappointmentwas even greater taking the fact that his guy was ready to accept her regardlessto what she did in past and still worship her as his queen, his goddess. Andthat was something she always wanted; to have someone that would love and serveher in the same time; someone just like Ben. It was 7 in the morning and shewas almost done when someone knocked on her door; she went to see who it wasthinking how it was too early for anyone to be at her door. She didn't evenbother to check, instead, she opened the door just to see Ben standing in frontof it. At first, none of them said a word; she was surprised by his appearanceand he simply hesitated. After a while, without a word, he entered and said, "I'lldo it" and proceeded to the living room. The surprise was full; she closedthe door and rushed after him. He sat on the sofa, inhaled deeply and said, "I'lldo whatever you want me…just, don't leave…please. I just wantyou to stay and…if you'd let me be with you…anyway you want." Shesat beside him and took his hand in hers, "I am not sure anymore that I wantyou to do it" she said softly and continued, "But I really don't know whatto say." At the moment, she wasn't thinking like she always used to; that somethingwas actually only for her. At that moment she thought about both of them, together;if she'd let him do it, it would be for them, together. "Are you sure? Youhave to be completely sure that that's what you want…I don't want youto do it for me. If you decide to do it, do it for us, or even better for yourself." Shedidn't have to wait long for his answer, "I have decided already; I want todo it…and you're right, maybe I am doing it for myself. If it meansI could be with you, then it is a petty sacrifice to do." Instead of sayinganything, she pulled him closer and kissed his lips very gently. However, hisreaction wasn't something she'd expect; he said, "Thank you, but I like itbetter if you kiss me like you did before…I had thousands of such romanticand nice kisses and it doesn't work for me, really." His voice sounded so sincerethat she had difficult time not bursting into hilarious laughter. As she stillheld his hand, she assumed a serious attitude and said, "Ben, if we do this,I promise you that I will make all of your dirty fantasies, true; whateverthey may be, I'll make them happen…you'll just need to tell me whatthey are" she smiled at him and continued, "And it won't be a big trouble forme as I am quite sure I'll like it all, too." They spent another ten minuteson the sofa just cuddling and then she said, "I think we should get to it;it's already 8 o'clock and my deadline is closing on us." She stood up andsaid, "Take some more time; I need to make a phone call" and she left.

Same female voice answered as she dialed the number, "Yes", "It's me, Denise…youcan come and pick up your film around noon." There was a short pause and thewoman said, "So you did it, ha?" and Denise replied, "Not yet but I am aboutto in few minutes; just be here around noon" and with that she hung up.

She came back to him, squatted in front of the sofa and said, "It's done,they'll be here to collect in 4 hours." She saw how he wasn't really thrilledwith her words; probably, somewhere in his mind, he was still hoping that itwouldn't happen, that it was only a dream or something. To help the situation,she said, "Two hours more and we are free from it all." He saw how his hopesrefreshed by just looking at him, "Now, I need to prepare myself…make-upand all, you know; you just wait here and I'll be back soon." She left theliving room for her bedroom and left him with his thoughts. After 15 minutesshe came back; the make-up she put on made her look extravagant. On her, shehad a pair of knee-high boots with metal heel and some other metal ornamentson them. Also, she had spurs attached to them; she had a long PVC coat thatreached just to the top of her boots and under it, she was naked. Her hairwas tied in a horse tail and all that make-up made her face look, almost scary.

She stood in front of him and calmly said, "It's time"; he stood up on hisfeet and came close to her. He wanted to proceed into the "mirror room", butshe stopped him, "I want you to know something before we start; in there, Iwill have to say and do some things I, otherwise, wouldn't. You have to rememberthat it's all just mere acting by me, just as it will be by you. Whatever happensin there, it's not real…do you understand?" she finished and waited.It took him a while but he confirmed, "Yes, I know…don't worry." "Ok…takeyour clothes off and wait by the door; don't go in yet, I need to go and setup my computer for recording" and she went to the bedroom. Once she was done,she came back to find him naked, standing by the closed door; she pulled aleather collar out of her pocket and placed it around his neck. Then, she tookout a black scarf and blindfolded him with it; he never said a word. "Ok, dropdown on your hands and knees" she said and he complied; before she pushed thedoor open, she said, "Here we go." She walked in slowly tugging him by theleash; as all the cameras were already 'on', everything from that moment neededto appear real. As she was starting her role, her voice got different – louderand more determined, "GET UP, DOG! " she commanded him. He stood up and shethrew him at the only wall without a mirror, "NOW, WE BEGIN !" she said. Hefelt his wrists and ankles were being secured with some kind of shackles, buthe was still unable to see anything. "OPEN YOUR MOUTH, DOG! " she ordered;once he did, she shoved a rubber ball-gag in his mouth and strapped it aroundhis head. Then, she removed the blindfold; in front of him was just a wallbut, he glanced at the first mirror nearby and saw that the space was fullof various accessories. In the middle of it was that garrote he saw earlier.He saw her, too; she went to one small table that had some stuff on it andtook a leather hood. She then pulled it over her head and took out her horse-tailedhair thru the opening on top; her face disappeared completely and the onlything he was able to see was two ultra white sclerotic of her eyes. She lookedat him and said, "WELCOME TO HELL, PIECE OF SHIT! " Suddenly, he felt thatmaybe it all wasn't such a good idea; her words and her new appearance werecompletely unknown to him…but, it was too late anyway. Strong and sharpback pain cut his thoughts in half; before he realized what happened, anotherpainful strike hit his back. "WATCH ME RIP YOUR SKIN OFF, PIECE BY PIECE, DOG! " heheard her saying and, with her left hand, she turned his head towards the mirror, "YOUBETTER DON'T TAKE YOUR EYES OFF OF THAT MIRROR, BITCH! " A simple role in herfilm didn't seem such a though deal before; aside of that scat thing, he figuredthat all the rest would be nothing. At that moment he knew all of it wouldbe as real as it gets; he tried to comfort himself with the thought that sheprobably knew what she was doing and, since she was doing it so realistically,that there was no other way. Just one question bothered his mind; he couldn'tmake a sane answer to the question of was she enjoying herself or not. If hecould have only seen her face, he'd have known. After 20 merciless lashes byher whip, he limped in those shackles; his legs betrayed him. His sight gotblurred and he suddenly found himself lying on the floor; he looked up and,thru the haze, saw her standing above him. He saw one of her boots coming athis chest and then the other one, too; for a while, she just stood on top ofhim and then squatted down, "LOOK HOW TINY AND SMALL YOU ARE NOW, DOG! I COULDCRUSH YOU INTO CRUMBS! " her voice was still cold. As his sight got better,he saw she was holding a cigarette in her hand and it was lit, too. With herleft hand, she pushed his head aside exposing his neck; then, her hand camecloser at it. She pressed the stub against his skin; the pain was so stronghe wanted to yell from top of his lungs. However, the ball gag prevented it;she removed the cigarette and her hand went down. He couldn't see where, instead,he heard her saying, "YOU'LL LIKE THIS ONE BETTER. " She leaned the stub againsthis left nipple and pressed hard; she waited until it was fully extinguishedand strong odor of burned flesh filled the air. The pain was so strong, hiseyes filled with liquid; tears began to slide down his cheeks as he lookedup at her hooded face.

She had to put the hood on and she knew, even before they started the wholething. In order to keep her appearance "normal" she had to hide her face fromthe camera. Usually, she'd just scramble her face on the recording and thatwould be good enough. But this time, it was all different; for the first time,she hated what she was doing and she still had to do it. She had two choicesfor making this recording; she could either go easy on him but make it lastfor couple of hours or, she could do it severely from beginning to the endand shorten it considerably. It wasn't much of a choice but she went for thesecond option; as soon as it would all be finished, the better.

Seeing him in agony like that, wasn't so thrilling as it used to be withothers; she stepped off of him and said, "Now crawl over there" and pointedat the garrote. Just as he was getting on his knees, she found an angle fromwhich no camera had her face covered and whispered very silently, "Soon,it will all be over." He never made any sound or gesture that he actuallyheard her words; instead, he began to crawl towards the garrote. It was madelow so, any person to be placed in it, needed to be on its knees. "Turn yourback at it and move backwards" she was instructing him; he obeyed and soon,leaned his back to the wooden post. Lower part that lay on the floor was inbetween his legs; in aft part, there were four shackles divided in pairs andattached to each side of the garrote's lower frame. As she secured his anklesand his wrists with those shackles, his legs and arms were stretched backwardsand behind the post. She brought a leather strap, placed it around his neckand both ends, she put through the opening in the post. Both ends had spliceswhich came out at the other end; she attached those to a small shaft just belowthe opening where the strap came through. Then, she went to one of the mirrors,opened it and took out what looked like a wheel. She attached and secured itto the shaft; with that, it was all ready. She came in front of him and lookedat him like she was checking if everything was ok; then she turned around andmoved backwards until her ass cheeks were near his face. "YOU KNOW WHAT TODO " she said firmly, "OPEN YOUR MOUTH, DOG! " She spread her legs a littleand lifted her bottom just above his mouth. In that situation, there was nothingmore she could have done to make sure it all went properly; she just hopedhe wouldn't ruin their act. She never even looked down before she began totense he abdominal muscles; she felt her excrement slowly coming out of her. "EATDOG, EAT…THIS IS YOUR LAST MEAL " she said and pushed the first pieceout completely. His mouth was wide open as her shit entered in; he began toswallow it, fighting his growing nausea, at the same time. After the firstpiece, she looked down and saw it was all gone; he swallowed everything andshe felt relieved. Without hesitation, she tensed her muscles again and anotherpiece came directly into his mouth, "DO YOU LIKE MY SHIT, DOG? I KNOW YOU DO!" shesaid as another piece disappeared inside his throat. At that moment, a differentfeeling woke up in her; it was already enough for the recording but she hadmore. Regardless to the film, she actually wanted to give him this scat treat;without a word, she pushed again and another piece entered his mouth. As hewas swallowing, he felt on the verge of throwing up but managed not to. Shemoved away from him and turned to face him; he was pale and his face had adistorted shape. Part of that last piece was still between his teeth and histhroat and he was struggling to make it go away. Seeing him like that had astrong impact on her; she felt aroused by it. She waited for a while untilhe swallowed it al and finally opened his eyes; she went to the mirror thatwas still opened and brought a bottle of something. He saw what she was doingand couldn't remember that part from the "script". The bottle contained somekind of a green-colored mouth wash; she came closer and said, "OPEN YOUR MOUTH! " andas he did, she poured some of it inside. "WASH YOUR DIRTY MOUTH AND SWALLOWIT!" she commanded again. As soon as he obeyed she came closer; carefully,she placed her right leg on top of his left thigh and then the other on topof his right thigh. Both, her heels and her spurs dug into his flesh as sheclimbed on his thighs with her full weight. She grabbed his hair with her lefthand and shoved his face between her legs, "LICK ME BITCH…EAT ME WHILEI BRING YOU TO YOUR END ." Her other hand began to turn the garrote wheel,slowly; he had nothing against pussy eating, so he began to work his tonguearound hers.

As soon as his face got between her thighs, he had his answer to a queryfrom before; all the accumulated heat and juice that dripped from her sex meantthat she actually enjoyed the whole act. 'Of course; why would it now allbecome different' he thought, 'she had to have some satisfaction fromit all aside of the money she earned'. As the strap tightened around hisneck, his thoughts were replaced by a sudden panic; 'what if all of hersweet talk was just a trick to get him into the garrote?'

Suddenly, he stopped what he was doing with his tongue; she felt it and,without saying anything, pressed her cunt harder and began to grind it, againsthis face. His mouth was opening more and more as the strap got tighter; aftera little while, he wasn't able to take as much as air as he needed. At thatmoment, he was sure that she would actually kill him, on purpose or not.

At first, his sight got blurred and then there was darkness; all of his thoughtswere gone as he sunk deeper in it. He lost his consciousness before he couldhear her loud cries caused by a very intense orgasm.

As she heard someone knocking on the door, she rushed to open it, "Hi…it'snoon and I am here; do you have the recording", woman asked. "Yeah, I haveit…come in", Denise invited her in; as they were in the living room,she said, "But, before I give it to you, I need your help with something." Thewoman looked at her and asked, "Get rid of the body? You know I don't do that,Denise." "No, no…I just need you to help me carry him to the bathroom;we'll put him in the tub and I'll handle it from there as usual." The womanhesitated a little but then, she said, "Ok, to the tub only." As they walkedin into the "mirror room" she suddenly stopped and asked, "Did you switch offthe cameras?" "Of course I did, I am not stupid" she moved forward to whereBen was lying and added, "I don't have a mask on, do I?" her word calmed thewoman down and she proceeded. Denise grabbed him under his arms and the womantook both of his legs; slowly, they carried him out. "Well, you did this onegood…you're very good at this; pity that you're retiring" the womansaid. Once they got out where there was light, she said with some surprisein her voice, "Hey…that's the guy from my store!" She looked up at Deniseand added, "It's a shame though; I kind of got used of seeing him there." Denisesmiled sarcastically and said, "Well, now you'll have him on tape forever."

Slowly, he began to wake up; he felt groggy like never in his life before.At first, he couldn't remember who or where he was. As he opened his eyes,he saw silhouette of someone just above him, "You'll feel drugged for a while,but I had to do it…I am sorry" he heard a woman's voice. As his sensesbegan to come alive, he started to remember things. Suddenly, as he recollectedit all, he freaked and tried to jump but she stopped him and pushed him backdown. "Easy now…everything is just fine; don't worry, you're safe now" hervoice was calm and soft. "I won't hurt you, I promise" she continued, "justrest for a while."

After some 15 minutes, she came back from her kitchen and found him sittingon the sofa. "How are you feeling?" she asked; although, he was still feelingpain all around, he said, "I'll be ok…I think."

"Listen…I put you to sleep with some chloroform to make sure youract is perfect until the end" she caressed his face a little and continued, "Butnow, everything is fine; I gave them what they wanted, they think you're dead.And, in case of any trouble, I have someone important on another recordinghelping me get rid of your body, so…" she stopped for a while and said, "Ihave it all covered now."

She talked him thru all that happened after he lost his consciousness andhe had no reason not to believe her; he was alive although, at one point, hewas certain he was about to die.

He looked up at her and said, "I know…" as he didn't finish, she askedwith a doubtful expression on her face, "You know what?" His voice was lowand forgiving, "I know that you enjoyed it all."

At first, she felt embarrassed; there was no point of denying what he alreadyknew so she decided to refresh his memories some more and change the subject.She moved away a little, put her hand in the air and slapped his cheek, gentlythat time; she said, "You are already forgetting yourself; this time you'reforgiven only because you're still dizzy, but you should remember who is incharge here." After that, she smiled at him and said, "So what if I did? Itonly means that we may have to replay some of that stuff, sometime; now, thatshouldn't be a big problem for you to do for your queen and goddess, right?"

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