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Gina
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gina.txt
You open your eyes and try to focus. It is completely
dark and you realize that you are blindfolded. You try to
speak, but there is something in your mouth, some type of
gag that prevents you from saying anything. You slowly
remember the party, having some drinks, and then nothing.
As you begin to rise, you find you cannot. Slowly it
dawns on you that you are bound hand and foot. Your heart
begins to race with fear as you know you are totally
helpless. Suddenly you hear a door open and then close,
and footsteps approach you.
"Hello Gina", says a firm female voice. "I am here to
explain why you are here and what is going to happen to
you. You are here because you have pissed off your
friends with your arrogant, mean, and bitchy attitude.
You have treated them like dirt. So, they have hired me,
and you may call me Mistress Anna, to teach you better
manners. So you know, your friends are here to observe
your humiliation and punishment. Clap for her, ladies!"
You hear applause, the sound of several hands clapping.
You know now your friends can see you bound helpless,
gagged and blindfolded upon a table. The fear you felt in
your stomach is slowly replaced with humiliation.
"Now Gina," Mistress Anna continued, "you know you are
being watched by your friends, and as you cannot see
yourself, I will describe your situation to you. Imagine
a table the shape of the letter X. That is what you lie
upon, with your arms and legs drawn tight upon the shape
of the X. You are bound in several places. I began with
your wrists."
You feel soft fingertips caress your wrists as they trace
the outline of a soft leather strap around your wrist.
The fingertips continue up you arms until they reach the
hollow of your arm on the underside of your elbow. "Then I
fastened another strap here," as the cool touch continues
up your arm causing you to make a fist as you try to
ignore the sensations you are feeling.
"Oh look , girls," Mistress Anna remarks, "See how she
tensed her arm and hand? She is obviously proud, and has
no intention of being humbled by all of this. The natural
reaction is to tense her muscles to make them less
sensitive to my touch. While this works for awhile, the
tensed muscles soon tire and become even more sensitive."
The hands now begin to slowly massage your cheeks. "I have
a standard ball gag inserted in your mouth. Later, I will
remove it, and you will make your apologies to your
friends for your unseemly behavior."
Mistress Anna continued, "I placed a nice 4" wide belt
around your waist to prevent your thrashing around too
much." Her fingers trail gently across your tummy,
causing you to involuntarily tighten those muscles. You
then hear Mistress Anna point out the straps securing your
ankles and thighs as she gently strokes your legs, causing
them to spasm of their own will as well.
You keep telling yourself that this can't be happening,
that your friends could not have done this. You promise
that you can be strong and ignore this Mistress Anna, but
you notice that just her fingers massaging your naked,
bound body has caused your breathing to quicken and a
feeling of tightness has gripped your breasts.
"Ladies," you hear her say, "your friend Gina now knows
her predicament. I will proceed to slowly excite her to a
peak of sexual desire and tension, but she will receive no
relief. Please relax and watch. Gina, did you hear all
that? Good, still defiant I see. Let's just see how you
are after a little while, shall we? We'll begin with my
Persuader, because it will persuade you to drop your
little act of being in the least control of yourself."
Suddenly, it becomes very quiet. You can hear nothing.
You begin to try to relax. Then you feel something on
your side, running up and down over your rib cage. You
realize it's a feather. Then the feather goes away. Now
it kisses the bottom of your left foot. You try to jerk
away. Then the feather skims across your neck and throat.
You turn your head in an attempt to evade the devilish
touch. The feather appears and then disappears on various
parts of your body, sometimes for a short stay, other
times for a long lingering while. You now jerk at each
touch of the feather. Soon the feather is caressing your
breasts, causing your nipples to harden and stand up
proudly. Then your inner thighs receive its kiss, and you
know you are wet between your legs. You notice the feather
has finally stopped, and you heave a sigh of relief. Your
body is covered in sweat and you feel weak from all your
exertion to evade the sweet ministrations of the feather.
"You can relax now for awhile Gina," you hear Mistress
Anna say. "You have done well so far. The persuader has
loosened you up, and has readied you for your next stage.
While your body has become much more sensitive, I need
your pussy bald, as this will sensitize you even more as
well as let your friends see you much better. You must
stay quiet and very still as you can, because you don't
want to get cut, I'm sure.
At her words, you struggle feebly at your bonds. During
your episode with the feather, you had forgotten that you
are on display before your friends(how will you ever be
able to face them again?) and the shaving of your pussy
will open you utterly and completely. The thought of this
causes such a throbbing in your clit that you try to press
down to relieve the tension that is there.
"Relax," Mistress Anna says, "that ache you obviously feel
is only going to get stronger. If you ever want relief,
you will follow my directions explicitly. Now lie
quietly, or I'll bring the Persuader back to use on you."
You now do lie still and feel a comb running through your
pussy hair and lifting it up. The feel of cold steel is
against your skin as you hear scissors snip. Soon you
feel a warm towel placed over your pussy, Its touch is
soothing. The towel is removed and you feel what must be
shaving cream applied to your pussy. Then the feel of the
razor as it removes the last of your stubble. The towel
returns to clean you off, and then another to dry you.
You feel Mistress Anna's fingers slowly rub over the area
where your hair had been. It's true, as she said, you
feel every touch much more intensely. As her fingers
caress your outer pussy lips with warm oil, you begin to
slowly thrust your hips in an effort to force her fingers
inside. You know your friends can see you do this but you
have lost the will to keep from trying to satisfy
yourself. You now feel a finger slowly moving up and down
your slit. You can't keep from moaning a little and
thrusting your hips even more.
"Look ladies, see how our little Gina thrusts herself at
my finger. You'll notice also how her pussy lips have
become somewhat puffy, and also how they have begun to
separate and expose her clitty. She is very sexually
excited now. Come, ladies, and take turns feeling her
newly shaved pussy. Please touch and rub anything but her
clit. I think you all will be pleased by how she
responds."
You hear her words and are mortified. You feel a new hand
slowly feeling over your pussy and pussy lips. You try
desperately not to react to the probing hand. You manage
to keep still until the hand is withdrawn. Soon another
takes its place. This hand is more insistent and soon a
finger has found its way into your pussy. You try to
resist again, but soon a second finger works its way in a
begins a slow movement in and out of your pussy. You
begin to press down again, trying to bring your clit into
contact with those fingers. A new set of hands begin to
caress your breasts, circling slowly to the very peaks and
squeezing your nipples hard. You can't believe how
sensitive they are. Your head is rolling from side to
side, and you are moaning continuously.
"Thank you, ladies," says Mistress Anna. "Notice that now
Gina has almost lost complete control as her desire for
orgasm and release continues to build within her. Her
breath is ragged, her hips convulse involuntarily, and her
moans she cannot control. I believe she is ready to speak
to you now."
You can feel Mistress Anna as she removes your ball gag.
"Don't scream, my dear girl, no one besides us could hear
you, and you would just get the gag again. Now I want you
to answer some questions to my satisfaction, and address
me properly while you do that. Do you understand, my
dear?" You nod your head. "Dear Gina, a nod is
unacceptable. You must answer me out loud, so that your
friends may hear also." You feel her caress your nipple
and then she squeezes HARD. You moan loudly. "Again
dear, do you understand?" "Yes," you reply. "Obviously
you do not, or you would address me as Mistress Anna. I
see you need a constant reminder." You feel her fondle
your nipple again. No pinch comes, but your nipple is
drawn to an erect and turgid state. Then you feel a
sharpness that is unyielding on that nipple. "That is a
nipple clamp you feel, and you will wear it from now on
due to your disobedience. Do you understand NOW what I
want?"
"Y-yes, M-M-Mistress Anna," you reply. "That is better.
Now answer these questions loudly, as they are for the
benefit of your friends present. First, please tell these
assembled friends that you are a bitch and a slut, and
thank them for treating you like one." While asking the
question, Mistress Anna has begun to stroke your tender
pussy again, now and again brushing against your clitty.
All you can do is give a loud moan as the pressure between
your legs begins to build again.
"Now, my little sweet Gina, you must answer me when I ask
a question. Perhaps this will help you remember." And
now your other nipple feels the taste of a clamp as well.
You arch your back and thrust your breasts up into the
air. But the clamps hold onto your nipples unyieldingly.
They are painful, but they also make you very aware of how
turned on you are. "Now my dear, please tell your friends
what kind of person you are."
"Ummmm, oh yesss, Mistress Anna, I am a slut bitch, and I
deserve to be treated this way. Thank you for giving me
what I deserve." You feel Mistress Anna's fingers
increase their speed inside your pussy, and they now begin
to rub insistently and directly on your hard, erect clit.
You begin to shake as you feel your orgasm coming on,
closer and closer. And the hand goes away, leaving just
the anguish of nothingness. You moan loudly.
"Oh God, Mistress Anna, please don't stop, please,
please," you beg.
"Gina, please ask me to fill you sweet ass with a butt
plug."
"Oh please, please, Mistress Anna, yes, please fill my
tight ass with your butt plug. Oh, please let me come!"
You feel oil running from your slit down to your tiny
rosette bud, and a finger lubricating your ass. Then
someting hard is slowly teasing open your sphincter
muscles, pressing gently against you opening. "Now relax,
Gina, relax and this will go much easier. And tell me, to
whom does this delicious ass of yours belong to?"
"Oh, my dear God, it's yours, Mistress Anna, it belongs to
you. Please fill it up," you practically scream now as
you feel the plug work its way slowly up your ass. You
struggle to relax your ass, but that only enhances the
pain in your nipples. Suddenly, Mistress Anna has resumed
her massage of your clit. You can't believe how hot this
Mistress has made you. The thought of how you must look,
tied securely, nipple clamps distending your breasts, butt
plug firmly and snugly in place, and a pussy on fire makes
you even hotter. But now you can almost feel the start
of an orgasm, the intensity of which you have never before
felt. You feel Mistress Anna's fingers slow and her
whispered breath at your ear. "My dear, you've done
admirably for the first time. I need a slave girl to be
at my beck and call. Are you the one?" "Oh yes," you
moan back, "you make me feel so good."
"Good," says Mistress Anna. "You belong to me now. And
when you come, I want you to tell everyone here exactly
that. Your friends will know that you are now a willing
slave of mine, and they will have use of you whenever I
see fit." Suddenly, you feel your new Mistress's tongue
dancing upon your clitty. As you crescendo to heights
you've never known before, you hear yourself screaming,
"Mistress Anna, oh God its so good, you are my Mistress
and you own me completely."
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