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Cecily had been sitting upon her stool slumped at the table, playing with her pencil and tapping its end against the transparent glass.

She wasn't now.

Neither was she hovering by the window, looking out at the parade ground and reliving those heart churning days of long ago, when she'd been a blue collar naked recruit, an artificial cock dangling from her pussy and an assemblage of soldiers whacking their erections in artistic appreciation.

She wasn't doing either of those things.

Instead she was standing at the centre of her office, pointing at several coils of rope and holding her hands so that Howard might more easily tie them.

"Do it tightly, Mr Pendrill," she directed with a cold authoritative bite. "First my hands, and then my legs. I've cut the rope into five meter lengths, sturdy hemp so that it will be impossible for me to escape from. Tie my wrists behind my back, Mr Pendrill, and my elbows to each other, so that I can't use my hands to keep you from touching and hurting my breasts. Loop rope around my legs - twice - first at the knees and then at the ankles, tightly, so that I can't kick or fight or run away. Then, when you've done these things, I shall tell you what to do next."

She looked a heavenly sight! Her blouse was unbuttoned, and her naked breasts were open and exposed. They were damaged tortured breasts, Frankenstein tits as Howard preferred to call them, partly hers and partly stolen from an unwilling, terrified Egyptian field operative named Jazmin.

The question was, though, why did she want him to hurt her. "It's a test," she said jerkily, steeling herself and extending her arms so that Howard could loop them with rope. He was still naked, and she was staring at his limp manhood and wondering how long it would lie dormant.

"A test?" Howard frowned.

"Yes, Mr Pendrill. A test. It's a small one, I think - for you - but a large, terrible one for me. I want you to tie my hands and my feet like you would if I were the Oriental Princess of some Barbarian Kingdom and you were about to abduct me and take me hostage and rape me."

Howard folded a length of rope into two, running it through his fingers and looping it round his hands. This was awkward because of what had happened shortly before. He'd cum, and his semen was splattered across the floor and Cecily was standing with her feet and her heels in the puddle. Her stockinged toes was smeared in the juice and she was wiping it around the planks, writing her name on the wood in thick rolling letters.

He frowned. "An Oriental Princess of some Barbarian Kingdom?"

"Yes, Mr Pendrill. Imagine it. You've stormed my palace and you've fought your way to my room. My attendants are dead, and there's fighting all around. You see me, the great prize, and there's a price on my head, a ransom. If you kidnap me, you can extort my kingdom, and everything is yours. I'm a woman, a frail vulnerable woman..."

Howard tried to think of something intelligent to say. "If you are an Oriental Princess of some Barbarian Kingdom, then what am I? A pirate? A bandit? Or am I just a battle-worn guerrilla who hates you and who fights from the mountains?"

He looped a length of rope around Cecily's forearms. His words were meaningless and inane but Cecily seemed to like them. She tossed back her hair and studied his cock more astutely than ever. "The latter," she decided firmly. "You saw me once, a long time ago, when I presided over the execution of several men from your village. They committed a minor crime, stealing game from my land and they begged me for their lives, but I was disinterested. I was aloof. I sat on my throne and I made no allowance for their hunger, for their families and for their need. I was unmoved by their repeated pleadings for mercy.

"And so now the tables are turned. You have abducted me from my palace and I stand before you in my gold and pearls and rich purple robes, and I will be judged by the same harsh standards by which I have judged others. I will be ritually stripped, raped and then publicly branded and sold as a slave in the very square where I presided over the execution of your villagers. I will be led slowly from the prison and escorted through the jostling crowds, my hands tied behind my back and my legs shackled in irons, and the fickle populace will grope my breasts, my ass and my pussy to test how much I could bring at auction. Some of them will spit at my body; while others will slap and punch me; and yet others will push their fingers into places that shouldn't be poked; and in front of me is the blacksmith's forge, dark, imposing and ominous, a silky silhouette lit by an invisible sun, and I'm too frightened to hurry towards it and too frightened to loiter, and I know that I'm done for."

Cecily smiled, still proffering her arms so that Howard might tie them with rope. "Does my submissiveness excite you, Mr Pendrill? It appears from your biological function that it does. Your cock is growing hard and it needs to be tamed. I'm an Oriental Barbarian Princess and I'll soon be forced to bend across a blacksmith's anvil where I'll be tied, and brigands will cut off my clothes and my jewels. They'll rape me and they'll cheer every time that I'm pricked. Finally, you'll approach with your branding iron, and you'll press it against my forehead, my breasts and my ass. I'll carry your name, your initials. Imagine it, Mr Pendrill. Imagine how I scream, how I kick, how I cry."

Her toes were wet with his cum and she was wiping her stockings and smearing the floor and making crude erotic patterns upon its hard gloss surface. But her arms she kept still. "So having amused ourselves, let's return to our question," she said. "The one that we began with - so long ago that seems now. How do you answer? Mr Pendrill? You have an Oriental Princess that you've abducted. She's naked and wrapped round an anvil. Her ass is lifted high into the air, and it's exposed and waiting to be marked, but can you do to her as she has done to others? Is the fibre within you to torture this woman? Can you resist her tears and her persistent and irritating wiles? Indeed, could you torture her, Mr Pendrill? And then, when she's sufficiently humiliated and carrying your name on her skin, could you rape her and sell her to the highest bidder, for him to do with her as he chooses? How do you say?"

"Yes, mam," Howard answered with a new, arrogant confidence that had been absent before. He stepped purposefully into the puddle of his own cum and slipped the ends of the rope through the loop and drew out the slack. Now that the tables had been turned and Cecily was helpless, he was more certain and not so prevaricating.

He snapped the rope tight, cinching Cecily's elbows and doing so aggressively. "I could torture this woman," he declared boldly. "I would, and I will!"

He knotted the rope and then tugged at the ends, and Cecily grunted under the force of his efforts. "Confidently spoken, Mr Pendrill," she coughed, her voice straining under the pressure knitting her arms, and then thickening because Howard was yanking upon the ends and forcing the rope to bite at her flesh.

It hurt. It hurt a lot, and the pain made her pause, and she tested her fingers for numbness: bending and unbending them separately. They were swelling. She could feel it. "Very good," she muttered approvingly through her clenched teeth. "In fact, not bad at all. But the case is not proven. The time has come for your metal to be tested."

"My metal?" Howard mocked, picking up another rope and looping it around Cecily's stockinged knees, lassoing it around her legs before tightening the rope quickly. She swayed, and gasped, finding herself off balance.

"Mr Pendrill," she frowned, shifting precariously from one wet stockinged foot to the other as she fought to keep her balance.

She recovered it, and then she asked hastily without further preamble: "Do you know what a governor is, Mr Pendrill?"

Howard did, or at least he thought he did. "You mean like Arnie Schwarzeneggar?" he suggested.

"No, not that kind of governor."

Cecily tested her fingers again, bending and unbending each one of them in turn. "I'm referring to the type of crude mechanical device that's sometimes fitted to a car engine. I'm not referring to a government official."

But Howard wasn't listening. His mind and hands were on other, less erudite matters. He was stroking Cecily's calves because he'd discovered that Cecily swallowed whenever he did it. Her eyes were moistening and her cheeks were glowing red.

She was turned on! The bitch!

"Put crudely, Mr Pendrill," she mouthed uncomfortably, and her voice wavered as Howard's fingers inched beneath her skirt and moved silently towards her crotch. "A governor is a feedback device that limits some mechanism." She swallowed, and then she stuttered as he closed on his target. Then, suddenly, her eyes opened wide and she stiffened. "Jesus! Mr Pendrill! It might be fitted to a gas boiler to keep it from... overheating... or to a car to keep it from speeding. Such devices can also be... applied in other... less obvious, situations. For instance, a governor might be used to limit the excess of a man's lusts." She hesitated and blew out her breath. She snapped her thighs around his hand to stop it, to hold it in place, but he levered her legs and forced them apart, and again his hand invaded her... her... God! Her mouth wobbled and she blushed. Jesus! He was touching her pearl. "Oh shit!!" She swallowed dryly. She could feel his fingers pushing around her panties and penetrating her hole. "I have this kind of governor." She swallowed. "A woman - I mean - a person. Oh Jesus. Mr Pendrill! Don't! Given your... your... Mr Pendrill! - your attentiveness to my - Oh Mr Pendrill - my pussy - you mustn't touch me there. It's not allowed... Oh my God - please - I was going to say that owing to your attentiveness to my legs, but it isn't my legs, it's also... Mr Pendrill! Oh God, please! You mustn't! Oh God! I perceive that I'm... in need of a Governor, and it's fortunate that I have her... Lucy..."

Howard stopped, his hands becoming clammy and springing from under Cecily's skirt, and he grabbed her by the shoulders, his fingers wet with her juice. "What?" he grunted. "What are you saying about Lucy?"

She exhaled in resigned sexual disappointment, and she was searching for breath. "Yes, Mr Pendrill. I have Lucy. Lucy and I have exchanged pleasantries, and I'm sorry to have deceived you - and I have deceived you, for what I've told you is 'opaque', and a veil of constant misinformation. But you see, my role as Director of Psychology compels me to deviate from the gospel. As I've explained to you, I must verify that you have the strength to torture a woman - and the department has stipulated that I be that woman. I must place myself in your hands, Mr Pendrill, in a certain and unwelcome position of vulnerability and I must ask you to undress me and torture me; and given that I'm wise in such matters, Mr Pendrill, and given that I know better than to trust a man or ask him to behave as a gentleman: I've brought my insurance."

"God. You mean Lucy..."

"Yes, Mr Pendrill. I mean Lucy. Let's be frank: you and I. The department can no longer abduct lone females from the street and whisk them to its dungeons and use them as torture fodder. It may have done so in times past, but nowadays, such happenings create friction, and we prefer to remain outside the public consciousness whenever possible. For the same reason, although we're free to use criminals, the mentally insane, and even sultry enemy combatants in our experiments, we choose not to do so as it results in unwelcome publicity. In addition, in this case, the Department has decided that I should be your victim - I myself, Mr Pendrill - and so naturally, as I wish to protect and care for my long term wellbeing, I have identified a governor: your Lucy. But to use her, I needed your warrant. I'm sorry to have deceived you - but it was, for me, the only solution."

Howard didn't understand most of what she'd said but he sensed that it was bad for Lucy. "Shit!" he expostulated, his juice-covered fingers clinging to Cecily's shoulder.

"Precisely, Mr Pendrill: shit. The situation isn't appealing to either of us, although you have the advantage in that can inflict torture on me and I can do nothing to stop you. The Department has authorized that you use your imagination to roam through the torture chambers of history, through the horror film archives and through your own imagination, and then play with me. I am yours to hurt, and given that this prospect is not appealing to me, Mr Pendrill, here is my governor, my insurance. Everything you do to me will be done to Lucy. At this very moment and throughout the session, we're being watched. There are four hidden cameras covering this room, and if you hit me; your colleagues will hit Lucy. If you waterboard me; they will do likewise to her. Rape me; and she'll be raped too, not just once, but by all of your colleagues, and brutally: together and in sequence. Let me repeat this as there must be no misunderstandings, and particularly for my own personal sanity of mind. To the extent that you take advantage of your power to hurt me, your platoon will hurt Lucy. It'll be a wonderful, unforgettable orgy of violence in which your girlfriend stars as adult entertainer and guest rolled into one. Put simply, Mr Pendrill: you have a choice. If you want to join SJ6, then you must be prepared to sacrifice your girlfriend to the lustful tortures of your various colleagues. On the other hand, if you value and wish to protect your girlfriend, then you must sacrifice SJ6. You can have one but not both."

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From Pine Ridge to Princess. The afternoon sun shone brightly on the Berghoff, its snow covered peak dazzlingly white against the clear blue sky. The city was almost deserted everyone seemed glued to their TVs or lining the streets from the Palace to the Cathedral for today Prince Boris was to marry and they were to have a new princess who would one day be their queen. A glamorous young woman from the USA, Jessica May Blanchard from Pine Ridge Nebraska known to the whole world as US...

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EllenChapter 34 The Royal Princess

It was a week later. Ellen sat in her coach heading towards Kensington Palace, the seat of the Duchess of Kent, the Princess Victoria of Sachse-Coburg-Saalfeld. She was the widow of Edward, Duke of Kent and Strathearne, the fourth son of King George III. Their sole offspring, Alexandrina Victoria, styled the Princess Victoria of Kent, was heir apparent to King William. Ellen was about to meet the fifteen year-old Princess at the behest of the King. The reception was frosty. The Duchess spoke...

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The Proper Rape of a Princess

***WARNING: This story is actually a short story. If you are looking for instant sex, find a new story or scroll down half a page. This story is longer so that you can be engrossed in it, you can know the characters, their motivations; you can feel their pain and you can understand the plot. All making for a much more sickening and horrible experience when the rape does occur. (Still, it's pretty short.) Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy. The woman walked swiftly through...

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Homecoming Princess

Homecoming Princess By Arecee It was the third week of the new school year and the students were becoming more at ease with each other. Mr. Copeland's English class was becoming somewhat rowdy as the students laughed and joked with each other before class started. Lynn Collins was somewhat of a joker and loved to tease other students. He never did it in a mean fashion but always in fun and the other students loved the way he did it. Lynn was a freshman at a new school and even...

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Prom Princess

Prom Princess Three Months Karen was smiling at me. I should have realized it right then and there: if she was smiling at me, it could not be good. She had come over to drop something off from her Mom to my Mom. They have been friends for a long time, which explains why Karen and I have known each other for, well, ages. It looked like she had come over from school since she was still in her Catholic school girl uniform. Since I go to a public school, and since I loved to give...

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The Ebony Princess

The Ebony princess by Jorgan On the African west coast, in one of the smallest nation on earth, witha population of less than 300 000, a spoilt and wicked young princess by theage of twenty-one, named Gw´Neela, inspected her own lion den. She hadalways enjoyed watching her feline predators feeding, how they tore their liveprey apart and consumed them. The beautiful successor to the throne had had all of her suitors turned downby her father, the king. Hence, she was still technically a virgin....

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Dream Princess

Introduction Over the summer in 2010, I had a very vivid dream that I awoke from with a start, and almost immediately wrote down the details. It was a very transgendered dream, and I think I have only had a few before that I had any post sleep memory of. Anyway, not only did I write it down, but it has become the impetus for the beginning of a story of sorts. The first seven paragraphs of this story are basically the dream as I recalled it from only hours before, embellished...

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The Nutcrackers Princess

The Nutcracker's Princess By Paul G Jutras It all started at a castle in a far off land. Queen Lesley sat up on her thrown in a red silk blouse and matching loafers. She wore a black skirt that zipped up the back. Beside her was King Ken wearing royal blue and Princess Sandra who sat between her parents in a royal red dress and heels. "Nice to be allowed to come, Mistress Lesley." My father said as he bowed before the queen and kissed the Princess' hand. "Your daughter...

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A Very Sensual Princess

Chapter 1 Diana Spencer, Princess of Wales, wife of the heir apparent to the throne of England, mother of the next King of England after his father, Prince Charles. Diana was an amazing young woman even before she met Charles and through her betrothal, marriage, and then split-up from Prince Charles, she grew and matured into a totally amazing woman and person. Yes, Diana had been a physical virgin when she met and was engaged to marry Charles, the Prince of Wales and future heir to the...

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Playing to be princess

Playing to be princess!I remember when we played with my older sister, I was only 4 years old and she was 8 years old.We went running to her room, I liked to play with her princess or Barby costumes, and she liked to dress and make up like the prettiest princess while I looked in the mirror and I enjoyed being a girl.I remember that I laughed and sang, spinning aimlessly until I fell to the ground, breathless and dizzy. I felt like a Disney Princess. I felt feminine and beautiful, delicate and...

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The Princess

The Princess Janet L. Stickney [email protected] I took one last look in the mirror before I grabbed my purse and walked out of the bedroom, my heels making no sound on the carpet. The burgundy skirt was just above my knees, cut straight and fit me perfectly; the antique white blouse with the sheer inserts above my breasts hinted, but didn't reveal my breasts, while the high lace collar hid my Adam's apple. I slipped on the jacket and adjusted my clothes one last time before I...

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Another little horny princess

Hello to all ISS readers. Thanks for the hot response you gave to both my stories, Sex Game At It’s Peak and Blind Room Game. Before continuing with the nigh incident with my elder sister Mehak I would like to narrate you another real sex encounter of mine which took place with my Bua’s daughter Chinky. Again, my little angel Guddu was in a way involved in getting me close to Chinky, another little angel aged 18. Chinky had developed a nice pair of breast for her age with a perfect figure too...

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The Nervous Princess

Once upon a time, there lived a young princess who surpassed in loveliness all of the days of spring. She was such a beautiful child that when she bathed in the stream beside her father's castle, the sun himself felt unworthy to shine upon her, and he burned more brightly, consuming himself to clothe her in radiance. She was fair-complected, with golden flowing hair, eyes of sapphire and the soft blush of roses in her cheeks. Her hands and feet were delicate, her hips were slender, and her...

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Pagan Princess

Pagan Princess  It is the year 50 AD; Roman invaders had set up enclaves throughout the southern lands of Briton. They had met with fierce Pagan Kings who fought bitterly against them and also showed the same aggression toward their neighbouring counterparts. One of these Kings was Alfred who had spawned two children, a boy and a girl. His son who was every bit as fierce as his father perished at the hands of the Romans in one of the bloodiest of battles ever to have raged on the south...

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Butterfly Princess

It is a little practice, what I did here. I'm not good in writing stories like this, but I wanted to try. The characters are from a fantasy novel I'm writing, so this story isn't far from realistic. But I hope you like it.____________________________________________________________________„Sakuya? How are you?“ A gentle voice was heard. The young girl turned around, seeing her husband. „I don’t really know. My parents attacked you…You’re just defend yourself“ She turned around, making some...

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Snow White the Naughtiest Princess

Have I ever told you the tale of Snow White the Naughty Princess? No? Well, let’s get started. Once upon a time, there was a kingdom ruled by a great King and his beautiful Queen. One day, when the King returned to the castle from his adventures, the Queen welcomed him with a tiny baby in her arms. The baby was gorgeous, with skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood, and hair as black as ebony. What a pleasant surprise it was for the King, who hadn’t been home for two years. “My King, I’m...

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Shannons Little Princess

Cameron was sitting at his desk in his apartment, working on his thesis when his cell phone started ringing and vibrating across the desk. Happy for the interruption - the writing was not going well - he glanced at the phone and smiled when he saw that it was his girlfriend calling. He and Shannon had only been dating for a couple months, but things were going exceptionally well, especially compared to Cameron's past relationships. He had always struggled to lead and take charge of...

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The Panty Princess

Jane and I had only been living together for three weeks when I was caught red-handed. I was mortified when I saw her in the mirror, standing behind me with her mouth wide open. She had managed to come through the front door, up the stairs and into the bedroom without making any noise. I tried to explain that it was the first time I’d ever done such a thing, but she was having none of it. For the next hour we sat on the edge of the bed while she bombarded me with questions about my sexuality,...

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The Princess

Author’s note #1: Thanks to Hollandguy for his help in editing this story. Author’s note #2: Some of you may have seen this story before on a website that is now defunct. However I am the original author of this story. It is not plagiarized. Author’s note #3: Even though some of the characters start out as minors, All sexual acts in this story takes place after the characters have turned 18 years old. Portlanddrew ————————————————– ‘Princess Michelea Jordansa Patricila Smikto, do you take...

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The Rogues Harem Book 3 Rogues Passionate HaremChapter 11 Fertile Princess

Note: Thanks to WRC 264 for beta reading this! Aingeal “You can use my bedroom,” Journeyman Carsina said, her fiery hair dancing about her shoulders. “It’s not the biggest bed, and it’s not really fit for a princess.” “Oh, it’ll be fine,” I told her as we walked away from the Vault, my breasts jiggling before me. I put an arm around her shoulder. “You should see some of the wicked places we’ve enjoyed each other. Fields. Forest glades. Libraries.” “Libraries?” gasped the girl, her ruby...

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Float Trippy Island Princess

I pulled up in the parking lot and found Tory standing by a battered Jeep SUV. I drove over and parked the Monte Carlo next to it, and he walked over to my car. “Hey,” he said looking in at Bree. “Are you guys passing out dares already? Cause I thought we’d wait until we got to the river." “That’s her fault, because she was running late. Anyway, so where are we headed?” I asked. “Down I-44 to US 19 at Cuba, then State Hwy 8 thru Steelville. You probably know how to get there, you’ve floated...

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Princess

Princess By Teri Franken I should have known better than to have that last scotch and soda. The first six or so had gone down so nicely that it did not seem fair to not have another. Looking at the clock, it was time to leave the party, I did have to be at work in the morning and since it was nearing 2am, I decided to pack it in. "Thanks for having me over guys," I said to Steve and Laurie, "I had a great time." Laurie gave me the LOOK and she could tell that maybe I should...

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Special Agent Princess

I grimace as the black hood comes off. For the past eight hours I had been cursing and counting the minutes until someone would finally remove it but for the split second that it's yanked off and the desert sun cooks my retinas, I cannot help but groan and wish I could go back to my stifling little cocoon. The cuffs around my wrists are popped open soon after and I'm allowed the luxury of shielding my own eyes from the sun. Stiff pain arcs down my back and across my shoulders. My legs still...

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The Hidden Princess

The Hidden Princess By Alexus Bowles Brian felt his mother staring and turned to see her standing in the door way. She sheepishly smiled, turned and continued down the hall. Money had lost its importance once she had won the lottery and now Brian and his mother were starting over in a new house without Him. The one who claimed to be his father. The furniture was already gone, they were doing everything new including his clothes. (Which had been crated away before he could see...

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What they say about Orientals is true

There was this girl in college who drove all the guys crazy when she walked down the halls or around campus. She was a senior and about 25, but she looked 15. With her long jet-black hair down about ½ way to her ass and brown eyes that looked right through you she was an oriental beauty. She stood about 5 foot tall and weighted maybe 110 at the most. She had one of those heart shaped face that looked like she was smiling all the time. You know most Orientals are small and most are attractive...

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