Tales of Bondage and Submission: Award Winning Erotica

by Powerone

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  TALES OF BONDAGE AND SUBMISSION

  Award-winning Erotica Novellas

  By

  Powerone

  A Renaissance E Books publication

  ISBN 1-38873-685-7

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  Copyright © 2003-2005 by Powerone

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  INTRODUCTION

  Tales of Bondage and Submission follows a favorite theme of mine, the sexual submission and bondage of women at the hand of a powerful and older man. All of the women fight the arousal thrust upon their often naked and bound bodies, finally succumbing to his mastery, their bodies surrendering to the powerful orgasms that rip through them. This collection features some of the best of my award-winning tales. Stories in this volume have received such honors as the Literotica's Annual Authors Awards for Best Anal Story and Best Mature Story, along with nominations for the Golden Clitoride Award for Best Serial Story. In “Joanna's First Gynecological Exam", a college student is given her exam by an unscrupulous Doctor and his friends. “Maiden Maid” is a period piece set in the 1930's during the height of the depression. Sarah, an attractive eighteen year old redhead is an orphan given a chance as a maid for Master Michael, a rich friend of the Headmaster. John, Master Michael's Chauffeur instructs her in the ways and eccentric behaviors of the rich, warning her that failure to obey the Master would result in her being tossed out into the street. “Airport Search” tells of Natalie, a twenty-five year old girl, beginning her vacation in Cuba, one of the first visitors to this country from America. The airport security guards know of her arrival and plan to teach the American a lesson, using their power to force her to submit to them. Little do they realize that this is part of her continuing fantasy. “Boarding School Sex Training” is one of my first and most successful stories, winning Best Anal Story 2003 on Literotica and a finalist for the 2003 Golden Clitoride Award for Best Serial Story. Rachel's Guardian has offered to give her two million dollars on one condition, she must be trained to serve him sexually for a period of three years. In these stories, pain, humiliation and bondage all add excitement to a woman's sexual pleasure. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I did writing them.

  Powerone

  Joanna's First Gynecological Exam

  Dr. Michaels readied the new exam room for its first patient of the day. He'd had the room specially equipped to take advantage of the females he specifically chose from the young, inexperienced students who received medical examinations at no charge. In exchange for this free service they would allow medical students to be present during the exams. Or these females would think the men present at their exams were medical students. Dr. Michaels never let actual medical students take part; instead he usually invited some of his friends. It was an exceptional chance to abuse a young girl at whim and get away with it.

  He checked the chart of the next patient, Joanna, a nineteen-year-old university student from Stratford, Ontario. Many university students visited his clinic, which was exactly why he located it close to campus. He didn't practice medicine for the money; he had more then he could ever spend. He simply enjoyed female flesh. And, the younger, the better. He preferred young, inexperienced girls who could be easily controlled by an authoritative person, such as a doctor and the local university provided a ready supply.

  He had never met Joanna, but there was a picture of her in the chart. She appeared to be tall, about five feet ten with obviously long legs. Blonde hair covered her breasts, which is what initially piqued his interested in her. He loved the sight of a girl naked from the waist up, hair concealing her naked breasts; but just the possibility of a hard nipple peeking out from between the blonde strands would make his cock so hard. He looked at her breasts, guessing them to be about 36C's, but he would soon find out for himself. He enjoyed inspecting breasts very intimately. The picture did not show her ass, but soon she would be stripped naked on his cold metal table, her legs spread high and wide in the metal stirrups. He even had large leather straps for the ankles, to “protect her from hurting herself"-or so he would tell her. He and his “interns” would have her spread open, with hands and fingers in all of her orifices.

  Even though she was nineteen, Joanna had never had a gynecological exam before. Unwittingly, she was a perfect candidate for Dr. Michaels, not knowing what was expected, gullible enough to accept almost anything that would be done to her innocent body. She had been told that it would be a very extensive exam done under a research grant and would require a minimum of four hours. Since it was free, she would be required to give them her full cooperation in whatever they asked and she accepted this condition.

  Dr. Michaels knew Joanna was sitting just outside in the lobby filling out the spurious forms. There were so many of them, over 30 pages of “legalese” that his receptionist told her was necessary. She had started reading them but became bored after two pages and finally went directly to the last page and simply signed it. Had she read it, she would have seen some rather important clauses. The section where it described the research project for the study of the Masturbatory Practices of the Female College Student and that the volunteers would be required to masturbate during the exam or allow one of his medical staff to masturbate her “as many times as necessary.” Or the stipulation that should the volunteer decide not to complete the extensive exam, she would be liable for all costs incurred, which could reach as high as several thousands of dollars. Or that the volunteer will be photographed and/or videotaped during the exam, while nude and engaged in or being masturbated, for teaching purposes. She would soon find out the sad truth of what she had signed.

  The receptionist smiled at Joanna, “you may go in now, Joanna. The doctor will be with you in a few minutes. Just have a seat. The beginning of the exam will be getting your history. Relax,” she added when she noticed how nervous Joanna was. She won't be nervous by time she is finished, the knowing receptionist thought. Dr. Michaels would make her cum so many times before he was done, she would be barely able to walk. As Joanna disappeared into the room, the receptionist picked up her purse, left the office and locked the door, putting up the “Closed” sign. Dr. Michaels did not like to be disturbed during exams. His friends had already arrived and were dressed in their “doctor” coats, with stethoscopes around their necks, waiting for their chance at the fresh meat.

  Joanna looked around the large, sterile room with some fear. She had heard about gynecological exams and dreaded the thought of being trussed up naked and spread like a plucked chicken, but the school required a yearly physical and a bi-yearly gynecological exam in order to participate in sports. Her budget was severely limited and she jumped at the opportunity for the free exam when recommended by a girl at school. What Joanna did not know was that the girl was paid by Dr. Michaels to recruit others for his exams, but only after he had done an extensive background check on them, something he could easily afford. The pictures and videos that were produced from t
he exams made him thousands of dollars in the overseas markets, especially Japan. They could never get enough videos of naked, blonde teens being examined by doctors. His videos showing their forced masturbation were the best on the market.

  Joanna looked at the metal table with dread, imagining what would happen on it. She shivered at the sight of the evil looking stirrups, made worse by the leather straps around them. Would her legs be bound to them while spread? She had not thought of that, assuming that she would merely place her feet in them.

  She noticed another table near the wall, with a drain near the center, two-inch walls up the side and a large spray nozzle hanging down from the ceiling. Across the center was a raised portion about five inches wide and padded with heavy rubber. In each of the four corners were the evil leather straps again, no doubt to fully restrain the patient. It was definitely big enough to hold the spread body of an individual.

  She couldn't tell what was underneath the white towels on the smaller, movable tables, but she presumed that they were instruments used for the examination, including the dreaded speculum. She had seen pictures of them and she cringed at the thought of something that big going inside her, let alone spreading her open from within.

  Dr. Michaels entered the room, his eyes immediately drawn to Joanna. She was as beautiful as her picture, long blonde hair flowing down in front, covering her breasts exactly as he'd imagined. She wore a button-down blouse and jeans so low on her hips it left her stomach naked. He could tell she was tall even as she sat and couldn't wait to see her long legs naked. She had such lovely lips, the type that looked so nice wrapped around your cock, sweet eyes looking up at you as you fed more cock deep into her mouth. “Good morning, Joanna, I'm Dr. Michaels. I want to thank you for volunteering for our study. It is so important that we get people who will take the time to help in our important research."

  "Thank you Dr. Michaels. I hope I will do well. I'm really nervous about it. I've never had a gynecological exam before and I'm not sure what to expect.” Joanna shifted nervously in her chair, the doctor's eyes looking her body up and down as she talked. Damn Joanna, he's a doctor. He is supposed to be doing that. Relax, it will be okay trying to calm herself.

  "I will guide you through the whole thing, Joanna; explain it as we go. I have three colleagues who will join us after we go through your medical history. This is a teaching clinic as well as a research clinic. I know it will be a little uncomfortable for you with so many people in the room, but we will keep you as relaxed as possible. If you would like, we could give you a mild tranquilizer to calm your nerves. All you have to do is ask."

  Joanna felt a little better. Dr. Michaels seemed genuinely interested in making sure she was comfortable. As for the other doctors, she would just close her eyes and make believe no one else was there. “It's okay Dr. Michaels. I appreciate your candor. I'll be okay."

  "Fine, you seem to be a very mature woman. I'm going to begin with your medical history. I'm going to ask one of the interns to join us to help take notes and he may have some additional questions. He is a new intern so if he seems a little blunt, take into account that he hasn't had the practice that I have. Just answer him frankly and I will discuss his approach with him after your exam. Is that okay Joanna?” Dr. Michaels smiled at her.

  "Yes, that's okay.” She watched Dr. Michaels push a button on his desk. Within a minute, a door opened and another doctor walked in. He was older, somewhere in his mid forties. She had expected a younger man.

  "This is Dr. Stevens, Joanna."

  "Good morning Joanna.” He was very businesslike, without the flair of Dr. Michaels. He sat down next to Joanna, a pad in his hand.

  "Good morning Dr. Stevens.” He wasn't as handsome as Dr. Michaels was either; he had a rugged look that you wouldn't expect to see in a doctor. Maybe that is why he was older, perhaps becoming a doctor as a second career.

  The questioning began with her medical history, diseases and illnesses she had, her parents’ medical history and the usual questions regarding her menstrual cycle. Then it got to sex.

  "One of out four women will have a sexually-transmitted disease in her lifetime. These diseases can cause sterility, cancer, as well as problems with pregnancy, childbirth and infant health,” Dr. Michaels stated to her. “Very often, women have no symptoms. That is why it's important for me to know whether you are at risk for sexually transmitted infections. Don't let your embarrassment become a health risk. I wouldn't know unless you tell me if you've had vaginal, oral or anal intercourse, how many partners you have had or if you masturbate. You must answer my questions truthfully and fully. I need to know all of the details to determine the risk. Do you understand Joanna?” then he added, “I think you are mature enough to understand the situation."

  He was right, he was a trained doctor and she knew that she would have to give him all the information, even though it might humiliate her. “Yes Dr. Michaels. I will answer all of your questions truthfully."

  "Fine, Joanna. Are you a virgin?

  "No,” she answered quickly.

  "Have you had more then one partner?” Dr. Stevens asked.

  "Yes."

  "A more detailed answer would make this go faster,” Dr. Stevens shot back. “I'm sure you understand the reasons for our questions; you seem to be an intelligent girl.” He appeared to be a little angry.

  Both doctors looked at her, waiting for her answer. “I've had vaginal intercourse with two different partners, the first was only for a short time, we did it only twice; the second was a little longer, but was still only three times, other than that, I haven't had vaginal intercourse,” she revealed her entire sexual history in one long breath.

  "Thank you Joanna, that was very helpful.” He smiled at her and gave Dr. Stevens an irksome look.

  "Did you enjoy it Joanna?” Dr. Stevens asked.

  Surprised at the question but determined to respond honestly and not make Dr. Michaels angrier, she blurted out, “It hurt the first couple of times. Both of them had big cocks—I mean penises, sorry.” Joanna took a deep breath then quietly admitted, “They seemed to be more interested in cumming than in umm ... than in making me cum."

  "That's fine, Joanna” Dr. Michaels smiled, “Use whatever language you are comfortable with. Have you ever given oral intercourse?” Dr. Michaels waited anxiously for her answer.

  "Once. My last boyfriend forced himself on me. He stuck his cock in my mouth and made me suck him until he came. He was mad when I spit it out.” Joanna remembered how he had held her head with both his hands, pulling her back and forth on to his cock as if her mouth were her pussy. She'd choked and gagged when he pushed all the way into the back of her throat but he slapped down her hands when she tried to stop him. He finally finished in her mouth, bathing it with his hot, salty cum. It tasted terrible, so thick. She spit it out and that had made him angry. That was the last time they had dated.

  "Did you like the taste of his semen, Joanna?” Dr. Stevens asked her, while imagining her lips wrapped around his own cock.

  "No, it was so thick and salty.” Her face grimaced as she recalled the taste. “It hung in my mouth for days no matter how many times I brushed my teeth or gargled."

  You will have to learn to love it, Joanna. By the end of the day, your mouth will be filled with cum. Dr. Stevens's pleasant smile hid his thoughts from her. “Some girls don't like the taste of semen. It's like a fine scotch,” he explained, “the taste is acquired."

  "The only way I would do it again would be if I were forced,” she shot back.

  And so it will be, Joanna, Dr. Michaels silently said to himself then asked, “Have you ever had anal intercourse, been sodomized, Joanna?"

  "NO! NEVER!” She would never do that. Only gay men had sex that way. She barely let a boy touch her ass cheeks, never mind the tiny anus tucked between her tight cheeks.

  Ignoring her outburst, Dr. Stevens asked, “Do you masturbate, Joanna?"

  "Yes, a couple of times a week,” she whispered, e
mbarrassed, not sure if that was more than most girls.

  "That's not unusual for a girl your age, Joanna,” Dr. Michaels assured her, as if reading her mind. “A small number of girls do it even more often.” Dr. Michaels's research showed that college girls without a current boyfriend were chronic masturbators. Then he casually tossed out the next question, “at what age did you first start masturbating?"

  Joanna looked nervously at Dr. Michaels and murmured, “twelve.” What would he think of her?

  "Many girls begin at an early age Joanna. It is nothing to be ashamed of,” Dr. Stevens gave her a smirk as he thought about the number of times they would make her cum today. She'd be caught up for a month, he laughed to himself.

  "Obviously you enjoy it and you seem to have a healthy, though sparse sex life, so it hasn't hurt you. Masturbation is a very important part of a healthy sex life and we will discuss that later. We might be able to help you learn to enjoy it more.” Dr. Michaels smiled at her, prompting hers in return.

  "Thank you, Dr. Michaels.” She liked Dr. Michaels; Dr. Stevens was another story.

  Dr. Michaels pushed the button on his desk again, the door opened and two more men in white coats walked in. It was so quick; it seemed as if they were just outside the door. They were older men like Dr. Stevens. Joanna's face showed her obvious confusion.

  "Joanna, this is Dr. Williams and Dr. Jameson. I see you have noticed that most of my interns are older. They have been doctors for a number of years but in general practice. They have decided to specialize in gynecology and obstetrics as board certified doctors, so they must spend time as an intern, just as a new doctor would. Doctors, why don't you have a seat? We have a lot of work to accomplish and need to get started.” Michaels watched Johanna as they sat on either side of her, each assuring themselves of an unobstructed view of her body.

  "Can you bring your chair closer to me, Joanna? I'm going to start with the breast exam. I'm not going to have you get into the standard paper examination gown that opens in the front. It is a little humiliating. You don't mind, do you?"