omg omg omfuckinggod…
What the fuck was happening to her? Ellie’s heart was racing, and she was in shock. Shaking her head and screaming did nothing, HE just kept pulling her along, and it was keep up with him or fall and be dragged. There was a heavy thumping music playing, and it was very warm. She could feel the cushy gym floor but what the FUCK was going on?
She was a feisty little thing, he thought, amused at her puny struggles. She knew what she was getting into, but trying to steal from the club was a major no-no. So either she wanted to be caught and punished, or she really was as naughty as her Dom had claimed. Either way, she would be brought to heel. Tugging her bound hands sharply, Dane pulled the girl up to the Cross. He made fast work of securing each wrist to each upright arm of the Cross, despite her squeals and struggles. Oh, she was going to be a fun little package.
Grabbing the Hitachi he’d set up earlier, he placed it against her crotch, turning it on low, before securing her legs together at the thighs, squeezing it snugly. In moments, he had her knees, calves, and ankles bound so that no amount of wriggling would free the device from its insidious torment of her crotch. Her jeans would add to the teasing, the thick seam at the center would vibrate right against her pussy, centered right over that very tender nubbin at the top.
She was overwhelmed with sensations, her wrists bound over her head, spread wide, with thick bracelets that she could not break free from. Her legs were cinched tightly together with something that purred against her private area with an insistent buzzing that was starting to make her horny. What the everloving fuck was happening at the GYM for the love of fuck.
Suddenly she felt his body pressed up against her back, her butt. The warmth of a male body snugged tight to her only added to the stir of sensations. He smelled of musk, of man, of sex. His voice was a quiet whisper in her ear, the humid breeze of breath tickling an erogenous zone. His words, however, were startling, pulling her away from the sensations, for a moment at least.
“You are such a naughty girl, Cassie. But we’re going to start fixing that reckless streak and help you become a better subgirl. Your Daddy sent you to me to break you, and to build you back into a good babygirl. Let us begin, hmmm?”
His hands reached up, and tugged her breasts free of her tank top. The strong fingers began molding and squeezing each tit, ending with a firm tug of her nipples. She arched, the pain mingling with the throbbing of her clit until she felt…felt…
She moaned. She’d never felt like this ever before. Hot, cold, wanting a hard fast fuck. He continued to talk to her, but she had no idea what he was saying, swamped by the assault on her senses. She needed to cum. She needed it so much.
Dane turned, looking over his shoulder at Daniel, who had tapped him.
“Yeah. I see that. But…come here.” Daniel whispered.
Dane leaned against the moaning sub, whispering in her ear. He reached around her, hefting one meaty breast.
“I’ll be back…until then…enjoy.”
Expertly, Dane slipped a clamp on her left nipple. A long chain hung from the clamp, swinging wildly.
“Just one. I’ll do the other one later…and we’ll add some weights.”
With a chuckle, he slapped her ass as he backed away, looking for where Daniel had moved off to.
“Keep an eye on her, Chris,” he instructed his floor manager.
Daniel stood beside a petite blonde girl, dressed in a scarlet bustier and heels, and nothing else. Her generous tits spilled from the top, and her nipples were rouged, deeply pink.
“Nice. What did you need, Daniel, I’m in the middle of working with Cassie and…”
“No,” Daniel interrupted him.
“WTF…” Dane began, looking annoyed.
The blonde interrupted both men. Thrusting out her tits, she tapped one and stepped into Dane’s space.
“I”M CASSIE!” If that bitch told you she was, it was because she wanted your attention, the whore. You’re supposed to be working with me!”
“Well, I can certainly see why your Dom sent you to me, you rude child.”
Dane held up a hand, universally the ‘Stop’ signal.
“You will shut your mouth, and go stand over there.” He pointed to the wall where there was a single loop of rope hanging. “Put your tits on the wall, and your hands up over your head and hang onto that loop like your life depends upon it.”
Her mouth opened, but catching his stern stare, she prudently closed it again. With a frown, and a pout, she turned on her heel and stomped across the room. Once she was out of earshot, Dane turned to Daniel.
“If that is Cassie, who the fuck am I torturing??”
“Uh, I think that is our new secretary. I didn’t see her face but I recognize that auburn hair. What the fuck are you going to do?”
“Well, you know…I think… maybe it’s time we introduced her to this side of things. Explain that there was a Dom that went a little overboard and the situation has been corrected and don’t for the love of all that’s holy, let her know it was me!”
“You know it.” He rubbed his face. “Geezuz. What a clusterfuck. I’ll figure something out for tomorrow. Just…get her out of here now. I suggest taking the mask off of her OUTSIDE so she doesn’t see anyone just yet. And I’ll talk to her tomorrow. Tell her to come in at 9 and we’ll have a meeting.”
“If she doesn’t quit. Maybe we should keep her here for the day?”
“And risk someone else molesting her? No, cut her loose.”
“Oh yeah. Double, DOUBLE Fuck.”
There was a click and the torture device between her legs was silenced. She heard the rip of velcro and felt her legs become free. Her arms were freed, and rubbed. The huge ball between her teeth was gone. At last, with a soft warning, the clamp was removed from her nipple. She whimpered, rubbing furiously at the tender skin where the rubber teeth had bitten. When she would have taken off the mask, a gentle hand stopped her, and a voice she recognized said “Wait”.
“Please…” she said, her voice shivering.
“Please what, Ellie? I’m so, so sorry. This space is rented by a private enterprise on Sunday, and no one knew who you were. They found me and asked me to release you and apologize. You’re not hurt, right?”
“I’m….I’m gawd …ooooh.”
She stopped moving, folding over.
“Are you hurt?”
“HURT?? HURT?” Waving her hands, searching for him, her voice was a low growl of sound.
“Where the fuck are you, Daniel?”
Hooking her arm through his, he steered her quickly out of the play area, out to the front door, and took off the blindfold. The light here was dim, but still sunlight bounced in around the shade on the door.. She blinked furiously. Looking up at him she grabbed a hank of hair and pulled his ear to her mouth.
“I’m ssso fffucking HORNY, you bastard. You fucking jerk. How am I? HOW AM I? How would you EXPECT me to be after having my girly bits shaken and stirred for the last 100 hours? HUH??”
She let go of his hair, and bit his earlobe, then turned and stormed out into the Sunday sunshine.
He watched her storm up the street, not towards the parking lot. Frowning and rubbing his sore lobe, he muttered.
“It was less than an hour.”