Saturday 4 August 2012

Diana's Dungeon

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Diana Winslow read the note that her husband of six weeks had
left taped
to their bathroom mirror and laughed at the wording : "Suckable tits and
Tight Pussy !".....she would have been shocked to read this a year ago
and
wondered about the vulgar, crass ,agressive man who she married not
knowing
that she would be a love -slave to him and adore pleasing him. Diana
was a
real beauty with long, jet black hair that hung down in shimmering
curls to
the middle of her back and her breasts were full, rounded and firm
globes
with perfect pinkish-brown, fully developed nipples that were always
erect .
Diana looked like a fashion model and that's what she had been, before
Ron
Nelson Winslow had found her and seduced her mind and body so that they
were married and Honeymooned for three weeks in Hawaii. Now Diana was
left at home, while Ron worked at his company : "R and D Imports". Home
was a three year old mansion in the Old Oaks area close to the lake.
There
were six bedrooms, a huge living and den and a three car garage. In
the rear
there was a large kidney-shaped swimming pool . Ron had given her a '98
model bright red Ferrari convertable for her 29th Birthday that
would be
delivered tomorrow at 8 oclock sharp!

Diana had taken a bath and had dried off and she had just
finished slipping
into the black lacy bra and bikini panties and had put on the lacy top
black hose
and was attaching the clips to the stocking tops from the garter belt
when the
dark figure sprang from her closet and quickly moved behind Diana as
she sat
at her dressing table,and pulled a thick, black velvet-like bag over
her head !
The movement was so fast, she had no time to scream and the thick
cloth acted
like a gag, muffling any cry for help. Diana felt her arms being
pulled behind
her back and then she was falling back to the thick, blue carpet. The
bag was
pulled up snug and tied around her neck and her wrists were tied
together with
a short piece of nylon rope. Diana was screaming and trying to
resist, but it
was a series of gasps and "HelpppppmmeeeEEEEEE, OooohhhhHHelppppppppp
Meeeeeeeeee OOOouuummmmmm!" Now ,she felt her ankles being seized
by hands and tied together with another piece of rope. "Whhhattt do
You want"?
Diana managed to say ,when she realized that she was bound and
"gagged" and
resistance was foolish. The "Man" did not speak, but gathered her up
in his
arms and carried her downstairs. Diana sensed that she was outside
now and
was being placed into a van or some sort of large automobile. It
seemed like she
was placed on a matresss and strapped to it. As she lay there, she
felt a hand
slipping into her right breast and pinched the nipple and a deep voice
that sent a
chill into her said : " Oh Baby!.....are we gonna have FUN tonight!
You have ......
everything to make this a REAL PARTY......Big TITS, and a Foxy BODY ! I
am really gonna have a BALL .......FUCKING YOU !"

Diana heard the van's motor start up and she was aware of motion
as the van
lurched forward. She began to cry and was thinking that her Birthday
party /Dinner
with her husband was never to be! She could imagine him wondering
where she
was, when he came to get her and she .........would not be there at
home......all fresh
and sexy for him. Perfumed body all dressed as he ordered, her
lovely,full breasts
and long curvy legs ,her slick ,tight pussy ready for only
him......and now this.........
MONSTER- Rapist Trash had destroyed their night alone. As she bounced
and
moved about by the fast moving van, Diana had sunk into a dred filled
funk as she
imagined what was going to happen to her this night and as each minute
passed she
became more terrified. "Oh.....Ron ! Where are You? Oh.........Why
me? Ohhhhhh
My poor Ronnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn!......My poor Ron !"

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After about 45 minutes or was it an hour of fast driving along
a highway , Diana
could feel the van slowing down and it seemed the tires were traveling
on a gravel
road. Finally the van came to a halt. The door of the van was slid
open and hands
grabbed her upper arms and raised her up and helped her out . The
ropes holding her
ankles were loosened and she was pulled along toward the side entrance
of a large
house. Diana still had the heavy bag tied over her head and could
only stumble along
with help from the man guiding her into the house. Diana's head bag
was removed
and she breathed freely once again. Her eyes took in a big room ; a
dark walnut
panelled den with chairs, rug ,pictures on the wall and a home theater
set up with a
big screen and many speakers arranged around a big overstuffed couch
in the center
of the room. Diana was about to speak, when she was grabbed again
and ushered
out of the den and into a hallway and then down some stairs to a
basement area. The
kidnapper breathed into Diana's neck as she made her way down . "If
you please me,
maybe we can watch TV later, Sweet Cheeks",he laughed . Diana glanced
in his
direction to see that he wore a hooded type mask that covered his eyes
and half of his
face. The black cloth hood allowed her to see his mouth and hear his
laughter as she
gasped at her first sight of the basement room. It was not a basement
! It was a
DUNGEON ! The walls were blocks of stone, the floor grey concrete and
several
gas "Torches" burned along the walls. In the flickering yellow-red
light, Diana could
see a heavy wood timber stage-like platform about 12 feet square
,positioned in the very
center of the room and along the wall in back, she could see a variety
of whips,chains,
thick leather belts, spreader bars, ball gags, arm and ankle
restraints and things she
did not want to know what they were used for! Above the platform was
a long steel bar
hung by heavy steel chains that were secured into the heavy timbers of
the ceiling. She
could smell smoke and could feel heat coming from a large charcoal
brassier next to the
wood platform. Inside among the red hot coals were three steel tongs
and one branding
iron ! "Ooooohhhhhh MY Gaud !!!!!"... Diana sighed and her heart sunk
even deeper in
her terror and dispair. "Don't freak out my Dear !..... I don't think
I'll need to brand you
just yet......ha-ha-he-he........You need to be spanked throughly
FIRST !", the deep voice
sounded next to her ear ,she shuddered and he began to move her up and
onto the platform.

He was now wearing the black hood mask and a black sleeveless
shirt, tight black
pants and black motorcycle type boots. He took her close to him and
unhooked the back
strap of her brassiere and slipped the shoulder straps down her arms.
Her full, heavy
38 D cup breasts slipped a bit lower, set free of the nylon
supports,but they still being so
firm no one could notice. Her nipples ,still dark pink, with the
round aeriolas cresting each
fleshy globe, were beginning to become erect and he stopped to observe
them grow . He
let the black lacy bra fall to the platform as he untied her wrists
and they replaced the ropes
more tightly than they were. Diana was struggling with him as he
pulled her now to the
center of the platform where a tall ,straight backed chair awaited. "
Why are you doing this?
I ....my husband will pay you money for me........what DO YOU.....WHAT
ARE YOU going to
DO TO ME ?", Diana stammered,trying to sound brave. The kidnapper
palced her on
and across his lap as soon as he sat down. Diana was forced to lay
across his legs, face
down. She could feel his erecting hardness throught his pants.
"Please.....you must'nt DO
THIS ! You CAN'T sssSSSPANK ME !", Diana was almost screaming now,
her voice
beging to crack and she could feel her tiny,thin nylon bikini panties
being pulled down off
of the cool pink curves of her buttocks. Diana was now in
position,her head looking forward
and her body now comletely nude, except for the hose and high heel
shoes. The big hand
swung down and Diana screamed out :" AhhhEEEeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
. She was
more surprised than in pain, but another blow came slamming down
before she could brace
for it and this time it really hurt! He was pounding her butt with
his palm and sending real
pain to her and just as he began to tire, he reached for a 14 inch
long maple paddle laying
beside the chair. Four inches wide and 3/4 inches thick; the paddle
was even a more usefull
tool than his throbbing hand. Diana was screaming now, shifting her
bottom around, trying to
evade the wood paddle and her eyes were filled with tears.
"OooohhhhhhHHHH PLEASE !
STOP ! I can't STAND ANYMORE ! It HURT'S So MUCH ! OOOoooowwwwWW !"
AaaaaEEEEEEEeeeeeeeeOOoooWWWWWW ! PLEASE ! NO MORE ! OOooooHHHHHH !"
Diana pleaded and finally the spanking stopped. Her rump was glowing
red and felt like she
had been burned. Diana, tried to rub her butt with her bound hands
and her hair was matted
and hung down in her face, soaked in sweat.

Diana was allowed to rest on the platform after the spanking
and she was untied. She was
allowed a small cup of water and then she was suddenly seized again
and her arms were pulled up
above her head and her wrists were tied together. A rope hanging down
from the ceiling was tied
to her wrist rope and Diana's ankles were spread apart and each was
tied to a steel ring set in the
platform. Looking over her back, Diana saw him push a button on a
small box, and instantly the
rope above her began to move up,pulling her arms up, her body
straightened and she found herself
stretched till she was standing on her tiptoes!
"OooohhhhhAAaaaaaaEEEEeeee ! OH NOOooooo!
MY GAUD! What DO YOU....Want From MEEeeeee ! OHHH hhhhh DAMN ! ",
Diana sheriked
and sputtered as she felt her body pulled upward. Her breasts were
now thrust up and her nipples
pointed straight out . The black hooded man took advantage of her
position and sucked her right
nipple into his mouth! Diana was drained of any energy and did not
try to excape his lips. His hands
massaged her ass and his mouth and tongue played with her nipples ;
switching from right to left
and placing his hands on her thighs and squeezing her moist pussy
lips. He kissed her mouth and
tried to plunge his tongue down her throat,but she managed to fling
her mouth away. Then he was
back again,forcing her ass cheeks apart and shoving something big and
stiff inside. Diana screamed
again and panted :" Oooohhhh ! WHAT's THAT? Oooooohhhhh It's TOOOOO
BIGGGGG ! Ohh
please! ooOOOOOOOHHH Please TAKE IT OUT !" ,Diana screamed and
pleaded ! A large black
hard rubber Butt Plug was firmly pressed into Diana's Virgin asshole
and even though he had applied
a lubricant, it still took a few minuted to push it fully into her.
He also had dipped the plug into a
jar of "Sports Creme"; a lotion that heats up and soothes aching
muscles, but placed inside a sensitive
spot like you ass.....it becomes very uncomfortable !
In a few more minutes the creme was beginning to heat up and
Diana was starting to moan and
"Bitch "! "OooooooohhHHHHHH MY GoodnGAUD ! What ARE YOU TRYING TO DO
TO MEEee
eeEEEEEEEEEEE? Oh ....it's HOT ! Toooo HOT ! Please
OHHHHHhhhhhhhhhPleaseEEEEEEeeeee!
Diana was again screaming and moaning, moving her buttocks around in
hopes of removing the ofending
plug from where it was lodged. Before she could scream again, her
nipples were flooded with another
pair of new pains: The black hooded torture expert had clipped on a
pair of nipple clamps to her most
tender tips. A chrome steel chain connected the pair and added to her
misery by adding more weight to
the clips. (The clips were heavy,but the pressure points were covered
with soft rubber.)
Diana was throwing her self around and her breasts were dancing.
Although she was tied securly to the
platform, the rope above her,did allow her some movement. Pain
flooded her breasts,butt and now she
shricked anew,as the man began to whip her back with a black leather
whip. Made of strands of leather
strips ,woven together to form a handle, she was throughly whipped
along her thighs,legs, breasts and
back. Diana was sure she must be near death; her heart was beating so
fast, her body covered with a
drenching sweat, her beautiful hair hung plastered down in front and
along her back. She hung limp and
did not have any energy left to resist......she had stopped crying and
screaming.....she was completly
worn out !

It seemed like only a minute, when she was lowered to the
platform,her ropes removed and
she was lifted and carried out of the Dungeon. Diana was aware that
"He" was taking
her upstairs and into a cool ,dimly lit bedroom. She felt his muscular
arms and chest as he
carried her and gently laid her down on the kingsize bed. But now,she
thought.....this is what
he said he would do to me! This will be the rape! This will be what
he really wanted to do to
me.....all the other stuff was just to wear me down, make me ready for
his cock !

"Hello Darling, ready for your Birthday dinner".................when
did you first know it was ME ?",
he breathed into her face. "RON?.........Ron IS THAT YOU ?.......YOU
DIRTY BASTARD !
YOU? KNOW IT WAS YOU?.........I DID'NT KNOW? ......You KIDNAPPED ME
AND YOU
SCARED ME OUT'A MY MIND?............WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?", Diana
shouted
at him,leaning up out of the bed and glaring up at her husband, who
held the black mask in his
hands. "Well.......you said that our marriage had lost some of the
mystery and excitement ! ....
and you always said that you wanted to experience being tied
up.......so I just helped you to
experience it ", Ron explained. "But your voice,so deep and
scary....how did you? ", Diana
asked, rubbing her heated rump . "I used a voice altering device;
battery operated and it fit
inside this hood.", he answered. "But.....this home, the Dungeon
downstairs.....where did you
get it ?" ,she questioned. "I rented it from a Bondage
Club.......that I heard about",he said.
"One that we can both join....if you want to", he grinned as he
embraced Diana and kissed her
deeply. "Don't, I'm still mad at you!",Diana said with a bit of mock
anger, "I should tie you
up and torture YOU MISTER WINSLOW !", she taunted. Ron pressed
himself down onto
his wife and captured each of her breasts in his palms ,and just
before he kissed her into
a long silence,he said: "If we both join the Bondage Club......I bet
we could both learn a lot and
I promise you'll be the one doing the B&D on me .......next time !".


The End






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