Bound Together chapter 2 Supernatural Hellfic
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Introduction: Deans New And Improved Techniques It was a new day and she was on the rack, again. She remembered the torture of the previous day and couldnt help trembling. Luckily, her torturer wasnt there yet and she felt somewhat relieved…at least shed have a few moments of peace to herself. Thus, she took a few deep breaths, thought of Mikey, and tried to calm down.
As usual, he was sitting in the dark, hiding from her sight, enjoying the smell of fear emanating from her. He loved the anticipation. He always took great pleasure from that instant previous to the actual torture when he could see the terror in his victims eyes. He found it deliciously intoxicating and knew this time itd be even better.
He approached her slowly and saw her squirming against her restraints in response. This time hed decided to use leather straps instead of chains and she could feel them burning against her skin as she fought. She was standing, spread-eagled, facing him.
He stepped closer to her till they were only a few inches apart, and with a quick movement of his hand, he stripped her off her clothes. She remembered clearly their previous session as he liked to call them- and felt terror taking over her. She froze and gasped for air wide-eyed as he ghosted his fingers on her naked flesh and smiled wickedly. He stared at her indulging in her terror and took a few steps back. Slowly, he took his own clothes off and approached her again till he was leaning against her.
She felt heat radiating off of his body and tried to pull away but the straps strengthened their hold on her. And then, all of a sudden, the restraints on her ankles loosened their grip and she immediately felt an invisible force lifting her legs up and wrapping them around his waist.
He looked into her eyes and felt lust building up inside him. He kissed her ravenously and bit her lower lip till it bled in his mouth as he pressed his body against hers, his hands all over her, fingers painfully digging in her flesh, nails leaving scratches everywhere he touched her.
She squirmed trying to pull away but no matter how hard she tried, it was helpless, and then she felt his length sliding inside her. She gasped at the suddenness of the intrusion and threw her head back while Dean, seeing her response, smiled evilly and licked and bit her now exposed neck as his thrusts became increasingly violent.
She kept fighting him, moving frantically trying to pull away from him but failing completely. And yet, the more she fought, the more pleased he appeared to be. She wished shed pass out but that wasnt an option in Hell. After all, where was the fun in torture if your victim fainted? Her mantra was all she had: Mikey is ok. Hes alive and well. Nothing else matters. Youre strong, you can take it. She endlessly repeated those words in her head and kept her eyes squeezed shut.
She felt his length painfully shoving up inside her and she thought ok, the dude is really big and he wont play nice&hellip,at all! Gosh, this is really gonna hurt! He smirked, secretly flattered by her thoughts, while he dug one hand deep into her skin leaving an imprint of bruises on her hip, and scratching her ribs with the other one.
Their bodies were pressed together and she felt his heavy breath on her cheek and neck. She was writhing in agony and hearing his moans in her ear while he went deeper and harder inside of her. She soon lost track of time as he ravished her till she no longer knew how long itd been.
Finally, he was done with her and stepped away. As usual, she was released and dropped to the floor. He got dressed and looked at her: her body was covered with bruises and scratches, tears streaking her face, and a thin line of blood trickling between her legs down her sore thighs.
He seemed pleased as he approached her and lifted her head. She was expecting the usual offer and was surprised when she heard him say Say youre mine…say it! She closed her eyes and turned her head away. Fine. As you like it. We have all the time in the world, baby, he said angrily. He flipped his hand and she was instantly healed and back in her small cage. She curled up and cried while he walked away.
Alistair had noticed Deans special interest in this soul so he decided it was time for a little chat with his beloved student.
Hello, Dean. I hear youre having a good time with your latest victim.
You bet I am! he replied with a smirk.
You know, its been what? Eight years since you became my student?
Yeah, almost.
And I must say in all these years of training, youve made a lot of progress. You have such promise, kiddo.
Thanks&hellip,Im flattered.
And it actually was flattering, after all, Alistair was the master of torture and he never complimented anybody on their skills.
So I was thinking it was time for a little present. I was planning on waiting till your tenth anniversary but, well, I think now its a good time for it.
Dean noticed Alistair wasnt saying everything he had in mind and wondered where he was going with all the chit-chat.
Okay? he asked curiously but also cautiously.
Oh, Dean, all this time Ive seen the way you torture her, the way you look at her, the way you touch her…you really want her, dont you? Youre fascinated by the little thing.
She&hellip,mmmh…doesnt break easy…and shes… Dean said hesitantly.
I know, shes delicious, isnt she? Dean relaxed and they both laughed wickedly. Then, Alistair added Well, my boy, shes all yours.
Really? Dean answered with a brilliant smile.
Yes. You get to keep her. Shes your own little plaything now. Yours and no one elses, but make sure you break her. Dash has already failed with her, dont make his mistakes.
Of course. Ive been using other methods lately as the usual ones dont really seem to be working on her.
Yes, Ive noticed. Looks like the time you spent with Lust served you well.
Yeah…plus its a lot more fun! he replied in a low hungry voice.
As I said, just make sure you break her, you know the rules: she can get off the rack as long as she agrees to put other souls on.
Yeah, I know.
Other than that, do as you please. Get as creative as you want…Ive always liked that about you.
Thank you.
Youre welcome, kiddo. Enjoy!
Alistair saw how delighted his student was and left. Dean couldnt believe it. He owned her now. No one would touch her but him. He could do anything he wanted to her and he wouldnt have to do any explaining to anyone. He felt so excited that his heart started beating faster and faster, almost out of control.
He walked towards the torture chamber and saw her on the rack. She looked as beautiful as usual and she shivered at the sight of him. He smirked playfully and approached her.
Morning, gorgeous. He said to her as he stroked her face.
She remained silent and looked away.
No, baby, you dont get to decide anything here. I own you! He retorted.
He released her from her restraints and she fell kneels down on the floor. She found it strange, she was released from the rack only after shed been tortured or raped.
He saw her confused look and grinned as he thought poor little thing, she has no idea what this is all about. He then flipped his hand and they were both naked. He knelt in front of her and hooked his arms around her.
See? I call the shots here.
He slid one hand down her spine to her butt and then cupped it while he darted his tongue inside her mouth and explored it slowly. She felt him growing hard and moaning in her mouth while she squirmed and fought to free herself from him. After a few moments, he looked into her eyes and smiled.
What have I just told you, sweetheart? Im in charge.
He stood up and she suddenly noticed the shackles on her wrists that kept her chained on her knees to the floor. She then looked up and saw his chest heaving up and down and his growing erection right in front of her face. She realized what was about to happen and panicked.
Open your mouth, sugar, I really wanna see those soft lips around me.
He fisted her hair and forced himself inside her mouth. She tried hard to fight back but had no control of her own body. Her mouth opened obediently on his command and he thrust powerfully inside it as he fondled himself. He looked at her all the time and saw her tears running down her cheeks as he filled her mouth.
He increased the pace of his movements and she started choking. She managed to relax a little bit and take deep breaths as his length hit the back of her throat. He was pulling her hair hard and stroking her cheek with his hand while he wiped away her tears with his thumb. He stared at her fully satisfied: her eyes were wide open and she was breathing raggedly. So beautiful, he thought. And then, with one final thrust he filled her completely. He smiled at her and pulled out.
He sat down next to her and started caressing her body. He licked her neck and kneaded her breasts as he said That was so good, wasnt it, baby? You always taste so good to me…how about me? Did I taste good to you? She looked at him feeling hurt and humiliated and on the verge of crying once again, then he whispered in her ear Yeah, I bet I did…after all, you swallowed it all…not even a drop fell from that beautiful mouth of yours. He hadnt hurt her this time and there were no wounds on her body except for the few bruises on her cheeks and mouth, and yet it had felt so much&hellip,worse.
He stood up, healed her and held out his hand to help her stand up. At first, she hesitated but quickly realized he seemed to be done for the day so she took his hand shyly and trembling. He smiled at her and helped her up. Then, he lifted her chin and kissed her softly, adding Say youre mine. Say you belong to me. She looked away -as she always did- and he put her back in her cage. She was already curling up and rocking back and forth when he tapped the bars of the cage and said to her Dont worry, honey, Ill see you tomorrow…Ill think of something really special.
That said he left. She was terrified. Her mantra wasnt really working anymore. It had worked just fine with the usual type of torture, but it hadnt worked today, or the day before, and now he was planning to do something special to her the following day. Her breathing increased furiously, her heart rate sped up and she almost faint: she was having a panic attack.
It was a new day and she found herself on the rack as usual. She was expecting to see her torturer but he was nowhere to be found. She trembled as she remembered the promise hed made the previous day and felt her heart racing. She took deep breaths and tried to calm down. Suddenly, the restraints lost their hold on her and she fell to the ground. She looked around again and noticed that the rack and her cage were both gone. Instead, she was standing in a huge black room&hellip,naked. Nobody...
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Bound to Please (part I) Written by Christine K For months I had been communicating over the Internet on the bondage website and chat forum. Over this period I had got to know a dominatrix named Jane. After many conversations, it was finally agreed that I would go and meet her at her home in New York. Seeing as I lived in Connecticut, the drive to New York was an easy one. Jane had given me several instructions, which I was to adhere to, right to the letter so to speak. Any...
Bound to Please (part I) Written by Christine. For months I had been communicating over the Internet on the bondage website and chat forum. Over this period I had gotten to know a dominatrix named Jane. After many conversations, it was finally agreed that I would go and meet her at her home in New York. Seeing as I lived in Connecticut, the drive to New York was an easy one. Jane had given me several instructions which I was to adhere to right to the letter so to speak. ...
Lara jumped at the sound of his voice. “Curiosity killed the cat!” He called out from the doorway. “I...I.......” She stammered. “Just being nosey.” John told her as he smiled. Lara closed the lid of the parcel on the kitchen table. “Sorry.” She responded. John walked over and pulled back the lid. “Bed restraints.” He commented as he pulled out a bundle of canvas straps. B......Bed restraints?” Lara asked. “W...what are they for?” John smiled as he pushed them back down inside the box...
Group SexDon't call me a rapist. I'm far from that. See according to an online dictionary, Rape is the act of sexual intercourse upon a person. I'm not forcing myself on any of them. Deep down inside, they really want me. They just don't want to admit it. But before we get too deep into this rape subject, let me tell you a little bit about my self. My name is Alexander Cross. And no, I was not named after the character in James Patterson's books. For some odd reason, my parents liked...
Bound To Her ForeverProlog I try to remember sometimes. I try to remember what life was like before I became what I am today. I like to think that maybe I had friends, a life and hopes and dreams for the future. In the darkness while she sleeps, I imagine what I might have been. I can’t recall anything about my life before they found me. I like to pretend .At 22 years old, I might have been at university. I might have had a boyfriend. He might have told me how much he likes my long red hair. We...
My parents had planned a cruise for their twentieth anniversary so I was shipped-off to my Aunt Barb's house, she's my dad's sister and she's pretty nice. When I do visit her, I mostly stay around by myself because she has two daughters, Tracy, seventeen, and Sarah, sixteen, who were just enough older for us to have less in common. I was fourteen. Aunt Barb is an attractive woman, divorced, I really can't remember my uncle, it was so long ago, and the second night I was there, she had a...
Now that my sexual life has been rekindled, now that our kids have crossed the incest line and we've taken our hedonism to new heights, I guess you could say something dastardly was bound to happen. That wonderfully hung Grantham surprised us by his ability to keep his mouth shut! He wasn't the problem, although his newly found confidence, coupled with his massive appendage gave him impetus to open his own high school sexual franchise. We never hear from him, anymore. Tom thought his use...
Ray had committed an unforgivable sin by endangering Mary and all of our dirty little secrets, and all on the very first day he had an opportunity. I had to remind him that this sordid affair was supposed to remain secret, and getting Mary pregnant, just to satisfy a sexual longing, was insulting and it could blow the entire deal. I also now had to worry if Ray was 'together' enough not to go bragging! He was now forbidden to have any sexual contact with Mary for the remainder of the two...
Disclaimer: This story contains scenes primarily of interest to adults, and is intended solely for adults. If you are underage, or reading adult-oriented literature offends you, or if doing so is illegal in your jurisdiction, please go read something else. The following story is Copyright 1999 by Elaine Blankenship and Brian Matthews. All Rights Reserved. May be archived on Fictionmania, Nifty, Sapphire's, TSA and atERos by consent. Do not post to any mailing lists or to the...