by M T Stone
Gunner
“Keep breathing,” I reminded her as I continued to apply clothespins over the cord, working my way down the side of her body.
The last two pins were placed on her inner thigh, snugged right up against her sweet little pussy. Then I went to the other side and repeated the same exact process. By the time I was done, there were two lines of clothespins stretching all of the way from her tits to her pussy. She’s handling them much better than I expected.
“Now for the fun ones,” I teased, spreading her juicy lips apart and placing two pins on each of them.
“Oh fuck me,” she moaned as the pain immediately began to build. I tied the two ends of the string together and the zipper was complete.
“Now I’ve got to check my work,” I told her as I picked up a cane and randomly began to tap on several of the pins.
“Ow, ow fuck… Jesus that hurts!” she cried while I tapped my way up one side and down the other. “I thought you said that it was time for some pleasure, master.”
“You can call me ‘sir,’ and yes, you better be prepared for a whole lot of both.” I retrieved a small clip-on clit vibrator and attached it to her clit.
“OUCH! Not on my clit, sir!”
“Just give it a second,” I assured her, clicking the remote to turn it on.
“Whoa,” she acknowledged as it sprung to life.
I glanced at the monitor and we had already regained several percentage points.
I began to run my fingers along her wet, swollen lips, brushing against the clit vibrator as well as both sets of pins that were attached on either side.
“Oh god, ouch… fuck…” she moaned, going back and forth between pleasure and pain, fighting the restraints the entire time.
“There’s nowhere to go. Just relax and breathe,” I told her once again, slipping three fingers inside of her.
Her pussy greeted me with an explosion of juices. I had never seen her this excited in any of our previous sessions. She probably won’t admit it, but I think she is actually turned on by the pain. I curled my fingers and began to stroke her G-Spot, which was already fully aroused.
“Oh fuck, that feels good, sir!” she exclaimed as my fingers continued to glide back and forth over those sensitive little bumps.
I just love how she reacts when I do this. Right now, she has completely forgotten about all of those pins that are running up and down her body. She let out another scream as I picked up the string and gave it a slight tug, activating her pain receptors once again. In spite of her protests, I felt another wave of juices flowing down over my fingers. She’s a pain slut after all.
Raven
“Oh my god, oh fuck, ahhhh… shit! Oh fuuuuck.”
The random stream of foul language that flowed through my mind and off my lips was slowly transforming into nothing more than grunts and primitive noises. I suddenly became conscious of how it sounded and nearly laughed out loud. I could just as well have that ball gag in my mouth. Ouch! Now what the hell is he doing?
Another strange realization began to warp my mind. I noticed that each time he initiated another round of sharp pain, something else moved in right behind it. It felt like a wave of relief was washing through me, transforming the pain into a more intense form of pleasure. This is really twisted!
For the first time, I began to see the beauty behind the pain. I had always been afraid of pain, whether physical or mental, and had spent most of my life desperately trying to avoid it. After the divorce, I had distracted myself with raising Hannah, spending as much time with her as possible. When Dad died, I distracted myself with work and partying with Amber. Now, for the first time, I was actually embracing the pain. In fact, I found myself anticipating what was going to happen next. I must be deranged.
Gunner
Each time I tugged at the strings, she reacted a bit less violently. I think she is almost ready to be unzipped. I clicked the clit vibrator to high and buried several fingers inside of her. A steady stream of cries and moans emanated from her lips as I moved her toward a deep and powerful orgasm. I stopped spreading her lips, so the clothespins began to hit against my hand every time I took a stroke. This instantly caused her to tense up and her moans began to transform into screams.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, owww fuck!” she screamed as my hand moved in and out of her in a strong rhythmic motion.
“Can I come, sir?” she asked as her entire body tensed against the restraints.
“Yes, you can come.”
Her body began to flex, her legs were shaking violently, and I could see that she was desperately trying to close them. It was time to pull the zipper. I gripped the cord firmly with my free hand and continued to move my fingers within her. I felt her pussy squeezing against my fingers as a wave of orgasmic contractions washed through her body. Upon feeling it, I yanked the cord and all forty clothespins were simultaneously ripped from her sunburned flesh.
Holy shit! The scream that she let out made me wish for a brief moment that I had left the ball gag in place. After seeing it on video, however, I was very glad that I had removed it. In my three years of working in the dungeon, I had never heard such a blood-curdling scream, much less two of them. Her second one was equally as powerful as the first. Her head remained flexed forward the entire time as if she was intentionally directing her screams at me.
The clit vibrator continued to buzz, but in the heat of the moment, she had literally expelled my fingers from her pussy. As she drew in a deep, jagged breath and let out another more modest cry, I grabbed the remote and turned the vibrator off.
“Holy fuck, I think I saw the other side,” she muttered as she struggled to catch her breath. “That was so unreal!”
I just sat there smiling from ear to ear as Carter yelled out, “That’s a wrap!” She is my dream girl. Not only is she the girl next door, but she also just discovered the beauty of intense pain. This is so fucking awesome!
“What are you so smiley about?” Carter seethed as he came storming from across the room with his daughter trailing behind him.
“Just look at the monitor.” It had risen to a stunning ninety-four percent.
“You guys are amazing together,” his daughter cooed as she punched her finger against the screen of her iPad. “This is by far our biggest live show ever.”
“You’re just lucky it worked out, Gunner!” Carter said, going toe to toe with me. “This could have just as easily been a disaster.”
“I’m sorry, sir, but I had to follow my gut,” I replied, while his daughter continued to crunch the numbers. She’s totally into that stuff.
Raven
I was beginning to regain some of my senses when I heard several people talking right next to me. It is a really weird, creepy feeling when you realize that your legs are still spread in the air. The first voice I recognized was Gunner. Wow, that was absolutely incredible. There is creepy Carter. Then I began to hear another familiar voice. It was the voice of a woman that I thought I should know.
“Can someone take off this blindfold, please?”
“Sure.” Gunner lifted my head slightly and gently slid them off. “Are you okay?”
“Am I okay? I don’t have a clue actually.” I blinked my eyes trying to regain my focus. “Am I bleeding or missing any limbs?”
“No.” He laughed. “Everything is intact. We ended with a ninety-four, no… ninety-five percent approval rating.”
“Great, whatever that means.” I turned my head to see what he was looking at. “Polly? What are you doing here?”
“Polly,” Carter scoffed. “This is my daughter, Suzanne.”
She stood there motionless with a dumb smile on her face, trying to avoid eye contact. I looked over at Gunner, who had already begun to untie one of my legs.
“Did you know about this?” I asked him, my anger piercing right through the incredible sex induced buzz.
“Carter told me to contact you after you sent that first text,” he said nonchalantly. “That was th
e first time I had ever heard the name Raven.”
“Well played, man,” Carter said slapping him on the shoulder. “Let’s get out of here,” he said, turning back to his daughter.
I’m in the goddamn twilight zone. I laid my head back down and returned to my incredible buzz. “You have some explaining to do, sir. But right now, I just want you to untie me.”
“You aren’t just saying that to get me to finish untying you?” Gunner asked with a smirk.
“No. If you don’t get me untied in the next sixty seconds, though, there is going to be trouble!”
“Ha! Those are big words coming from a girl who can’t move her arms and only has one free leg,” he countered.
“Hey, it only takes one leg for me to kick you in the ass!”
Right now you have no right to give me that look, sir.
Watching him untie the ropes, I patiently waited to be completely unbound. Once again my growing feelings for Gunner had left me feeling disappointed. The fact that Carter had threatened to reveal my true identity only added to my frustration. Since our show had been another record breaker, I had my doubts that he would want to ruin everything. However, the fact that he had held a grudge for so many years made him rather unpredictable. The only thing muting my rage for the moment was the incredible state of mind that Gunner had left me in. I have never felt like this before, it’s amazing.
Once I was free, I ran my hands along my breasts and rib cage, amazed by how much pain I had been able to endure. Other than some pinch marks and pink skin, it hadn’t done any noticeable damage. These guys definitely know how to push you to the edge. The only positive of that night’s session, was that it had erased any doubts that I had about being able to make it through the more painful levels. Gunner helped me get up from the table. It was a struggle to walk at first until my hips loosened up and then my head finally began to clear.
“Are you okay Jillian?” Gunner asked, looking directly into my eyes.
“Now you are using my real name here?” I shook my head in disbelief. “I’m sorry, but you just lost the right to call me that.”
“I thought we were getting past this stage,” he replied. “I felt a real bond with you this past week.”
“You played a key role in deceiving me,” I replied, appalled by his lack of understanding. “And, now Carter just threatened to reveal my identity if I don’t make it through all ten levels without using my safe word.”
“Carter is in complete control, because he has dirt on all of us. I had no choice but to do what he asked. It’s been that way ever since I made a deal with the devil,” he explained as we walked back to the dressing room.
“What’s his daughter’s excuse? Is she under his spell too? I never even knew he had a daughter… or a wife for that matter.”
“I’ve never met his wife, either. Apparently, Suzanne showed up one day after finishing boarding school. She wanted to go into the real estate business with him, so he sent her to Stanford for an MBA. That’s where she learned about online marketing. She’s the one who made this place so successful.”
“Were those kids even hers?” I asked, thinking back to that day in the coffee shop.
“No. Carter knew you were a single mother, so he told her to use them as an icebreaker,” he confessed.
“I didn’t think you knew anything about it?” I cornered him.
“I said I didn’t know who you were. I only knew they were scheming and that it involved someone who had history with Carter,” Gunner stopped abruptly.
“You should have warned me… and I wouldn’t say we had history!” My anger only grew as my head continued to clear.
“I should have told you before you signed the contract, but I didn’t want you to run,” he replied, putting his arm around me. “After that first night, I knew we had chemistry, and I wanted to see how far I could take you.”
I stood there motionless, not saying a word. I knew that Carter had probably been manipulating him, but I also wanted him to stop and think about things. If there was more to our relationship than what went on in the dungeon, then he was going to have to prove himself.
“Are you and I okay?” He bent down looking me directly in the eyes once again.
“I’m committed to doing six more levels with you, but right now I need to get dressed. Where is Amber?” I suddenly remembered that we had come together.
“Yeah, sure, get dressed and we’ll take a peek,” Gunner replied sheepishly while tuning the monitor to the room that Amber and Sapphire were using.
Reaching down to pick up my dress, I noticed the marks Sapphire had left on my inner thighs as well as my hands.
“They’ll be gone in a couple of days,” Gunner assured me as I ran my fingers over them.
Gunner is lucky he came back when he did, otherwise I would be even more furious with him. Judging by the screams that were coming over the monitor, she wasn’t being much easier on Amber. She had apparently substituted her for me. I made a mental note to get even with her one day as well. Carter was first on the list and she had become a close number two.
“What is she hitting her with?” I asked, hearing Amber scream even louder.
“Piano wire,” Gunner scoffed. “That’s a little advanced for level two.”
“It really has to hurt when she does it on your foot like that.”
“She’s big into foot play,” he replied. “And, yes, it hurts like hell.”
She then began tickling Amber’s feet with one hand, while using the Hitachi on her clit with the other. She was driving her absolutely nuts. I knew it was wrong, but I found myself becoming a bit aroused by watching my friend in distress. I had to wonder if this whole ordeal was unleashing some sort of inner pervert.
Chapter 19
Gunner
By the time Sapphire released Amber, she was just as sex-drunk as Raven had been earlier. Raven and Sapphire exchanged glares when they met each other briefly in the hallway. I warned Raven that she would have to play nice for now, because she will meet her again in level seven. At least I’ll be involved in that scene, so I can make sure it doesn’t get out of hand.
Even though I was excited by how well the show turned out, a bigger part of me felt bad about how things had gone with Raven. I should have told her that Carter and his daughter had tricked her into coming to the dungeon. At first, I had no idea who Raven was, so the whole situation seemed irrelevant. Once I figured out it was Jillian, I didn’t mention it because I thought that she would walk away. She had already been so hesitant about signing the contract; I knew that I would lose her. Besides, our first session had already been recorded by the time I realized who she was, so it probably wouldn’t have made a difference anyway. If she had tried to walk away, he definitely would’ve used it against her.
My mind shifted. I thought back to the expression on Raven’s face the moment I pulled the zipper. Now that was priceless. It had looked as if her eyes were going to pop right out of her head. I smiled to myself just thinking about it. There’s that feeling in my chest and stomach again. I’m a grown man, so why do I keep feeling like this every time she leaves? It’s stupid. Raven is pissed at me anyway, so I might as well cool it.
Fuck… I hope she realizes that I really am on her side and not theirs.
Raven
The ride back to Amber’s house was interesting to say the least. Once she came out of her haze, she had a rollercoaster of emotions similar to what I went through the first couple of times. The funniest part was that she spoke to me as if I hadn’t been there.
“I see why you like Gunner,” she started out as we pulled onto the highway. “He’s really hot.”
“Yeah, he is but…”
“Sapphire is hot, too, but in a totallly different way,” she said, completely cutting me off.
“Actually, that chick is fucking scary!”
“Yeah, but it’s a good scary. Like when you go to a horror flick,” she interjected.
“This doesn’t happen a
t a horror flick,” I replied showing her my hands.
“Shit! She did that to you?” Amber’s eyes widened.
“I have worse ones on my thighs. She most likely would’ve done more damage if Gunner hadn’t come in and stopped her.” That bitch.
“I don’t think I’ll go back,” she said with a slight quiver in her voice. “I can’t have marks like that at work!”
“At least you have that option. You can just walk away with no consequences.” I sighed.
