The Hunter Becomes The Hunted · Part 2 (2/2)
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I resigned myself to giving in to whatever she had planned (like I had a choice).
Katie returned with something in her hand I had never seen before. It looked like a single metal handcuff except it was a little smaller than a normal handcuff and the hinge area was much thicker. Off the bottom of the hinge area a one inch latex strap about eight inches long dangled.
Katie didn’t even look at my face as I moaned at her when she kneeled down near my groin area. She just calmly said, “If you keep whining like that
I’m not gonna let you watch.” This quieted me as I knew that she could easily blindfold me again if she wanted.
Katie reached down with one hand and grabbed my balls and cock, which had lost much of the life it had just a couple minutes before. She roughly stretched my balls away from my body and encircled the cuff around my entire package. I squirmed a little (as much as I could) from the pain, but caught myself just before I let out a groan. I tried to pull my hips away, but
I doubt she even noticed the effort as she had secured me so well. She closed the device around my package with a series of clicks just like a handcuff until it was almost unbearably tight. My cock started to get much harder almost immediately from the strong squeezing sensation. As it was still growing, Katie stretched the latex strap out tightly and wrapped it around the very base of my cock several times before securing it by tucking the end underneath one of the layers. I could feel that my cock was still trying to grow but the latex strap was too tight. I looked down and saw that my cock was a deep purple color and was bulging larger than
I had ever seen it.
Katie flicked my cock and stood up. She then went over to the pillowcase and pulled out a bundle of leather with more small straps and buckles attached.
She unfolded the device and I saw that it was a discipline hood, and a very severe one at that. This hood had only holes for the nostrils, laced up the back, had buckles that went around the chin and top of the head, the eyes and the mouth. Just looking at that hood with the thought it was going to go on me gave me a very nervous feeling, especially knowing that she could easily do it against my will. Standing over me she said, “If you’re a good boy, I’ll let you keep your eyesight.” She placed the hood on top of the chair and stepped in front of me.
Katie pulled her top off to reveal the most luscious pair of breasts
I had ever seen. They defied gravity and had perfect, erect nipples. Scanning down from her breasts I noted that her belly was flat from obvious toning and she had a small diamond for a belly button piercing. When she pulled her pants down I could not believe that the rest of her body was just as beautiful. Her long, toned legs led a very enticing path right up to her moist pussy lips, which were swollen and seemed to be peeking out from just a small strip of hair that covered them. When she turned and walked over to the toy bag again I couldn’t help but notice how perfectly round and firm her ass was.
Her skin was smooth and tanned all over and made me start to think that, if I was going to get to make love to that body, this might almost be worth it… almost. This woman seemed to have no imperfections at all, aside from the not-letting-me-go part. I still had the constant reminder of my aching arms and straining cock that I needed her to take care of.
Katie than started talking as she walked over to me, “ Now, let’s see…
It looks like the tides have changed now, haven’t they?” When I gave her a quizzical look she continued, “It seems as if the hunter has become the prey. The player who likes to pick up women, tie them up, leave them with aching body parts and angry feelings of wondering what had happened when he’s done. Do you know what you have done to a couple of my friends?”
A feeling of panic began to rise in me as she unloaded more of the bombshell, “Do you remember Kristy?” I did. Boy, did I. Kristy was a cute little college babe I had basically fed too much alcohol to and then taken her home. We started making out and she took her clothes off. I tied and gagged her tightly and quickly just so I could spend a couple of selfish hours pounding away on that helpless hard body. I don’t think she ever even got to reach an orgasm. I was pretty certain she didn’t mind, but I never asked. I satisfied myself only to usher her out the door in the wee hours of the morning without so much as a, “Thank you”, or, “I’ll call you later.”
Katie gave me a minute to digest that and went on, “That was about 3 months ago. I thought Kristy was exaggerating a bit until I got nearly the same story from Rhonda.” My eyes widened. Rhonda was a secretary I had picked up on in a grocery store a couple weeks ago. She was a beautiful, flat-chested redhead I had used an armbinder and leg spreader bar on. I gagged her tightly when it looked as if she was going to complain just so I could have her helpless a little longer. I clamped her nipples and used them as reigns as she struggled underneath me. I got off twice with her before I let her go. When I finally did, she left in a huff and wouldn’t even speak to me any more. After three dates and one romp in the hay, I was pretty sure SHE would’ve turned me down for a fourth date.
Katie explained, “After hearing those two stories, and I’m sure there are probably others, I thought that somebody needed to teach you a lesson.
Something along the lines of… a little pleasure for me, and a LOT of pain for you.” She said the last part chuckling. A sinking feeling was deep in my chest and stomach now. This woman was going to “punish”
me for past deeds without the benefit of any discussion or argument on my side! Another thought hit me even harder… She had deceived me with the idea that WE were going to have fun but, from the looks of things now, it seems like I’m not going to enjoy whatever she has planned in the least.
I was also sure that Katie was going to LOVE taking out her whims on me.
I trusted her and now she was going to hurt me! The idea of the lesson started to sink in… this is exactly what I had been doing to women for some time now.
I started to struggle again and screamed through my gag. My head was the only thing I could move and the noise was barely a whimper. Katie stepped over me with one leg and settled in my lap. I couldn’t help but think…
God she was beautiful! Her tight ass sat on my thighs and she rested her moist heat near the tip of my cock. She wrapped her legs around me and the sides of the chairback, slid me inside her to the hilt, and reminded me, “You be a good boy now.” Her wet pussy was more sensational than I’d ever felt before! I had never felt a woman so tight it almost seemed unnatural, like a strong hand squeezing. Her heat was almost unbearable as the feeling of an impending orgasm started to rise almost immediately. I had never been taken to the edge so quickly. Despite the situation, I felt like I was going to come in the first ten seconds, even though
I was in a large amount of pain and she had plans on hurting me. I briefly thought that, if this was her plan, it wasn’t working.
Then reality set in. Even though I tried to let an orgasm go, I couldn’t
! That dam device she had wrapped around me was way too tight and didn’t allow for any release whatsoever. Frustration started to build immediately as I realized that the best I could do was ride this high level of wonderful sensation unitl she decided to free my cock and balls. After about two minutes my cock started to ache and my balls started to feel swollen and sore from the building pressure. Meanwhile, Katie was riding me with an increasing tempo that she seemed to be enjoying quite a bit. Several minutes later Katie began to ride me like a bucking bronco and began to shudder with a powerful orgasm. She squeezed herself tighter into me with her legs and her pussy got even tighter! I didn’t think that was possible.
I began to lose control. The extra tightness, the incredible heat and the building pressure was more than I could stand. I began to yell hysterically, which came out as the same pathetic whimpers, and thrashed around the best
I could. I struggled with all of my strength and flailed my head around.
Katie grabbed my head with both of her arms and pulled my face into her sweaty chest as she came down from her euphoria. This allowed her to rest as she held my head still. I noted her scent was wonderful as I continued to try and pull my head away. She responded by showing me just how much control she had. She moved her ample left breast squarely onto my nose and sealed my nostrils tightly while cradling my head tightly against her.
Panic hit me in another wave as I realized I couldn’t breathe at all. I tried to struggle, but she held even my head still now. I tried to scream, but she had my airway sealed. I was at a total loss as I couldn’t budge and couldn’t breathe.
Right about the time I relaxed due to the start of passing out, she pulled my head away. I immediately gasped for air through my nostrils as she smiled and said, “I thought I told you to be good.” I then realized that Katie had started riding me again and was reaching mid-tempo as she stated, “Your lesson’s not over yet.” She reached up and grabbed the leather hood. As she placed it over my head I couldn’t even struggle. I was worn out and I knew she could put it on with one hand if she wanted. The hood was snug as it went over my head and harness gag, shutting out every hint of light. Katie lined up the nostril holes, leaned my head forward and laced up the back tightly.
She was not bashful about making the chin, eye and mouth straps extra tight. I thought my head was going to explode as it was being squeezed in several areas. Katie resumed her tempo for several more minutes until she shuddered with what I assumed was another orgasm.
Katie seemed to sense that I was drained of energy, at least for the moment. She got off of me for about a minute and then began to unchain first my right ankle, and then my left. Katie helped me stretch my feet straight out in front of me and I thought she was going to start releasing me. How wrong I was!
Katie clipped something to my left ankle cuff and then spread my legs.
As she clipped something onto my right ankle I figured out what it was.
A leg spreader, and about 4 feet wide at that! I heard the chains that were on my ankles rattle briefly (I thought so anyway, my hearing was muffled) and felt her snug both ankle cuffs to the rear of the recliner frame with the chains. My legs were now pinned again, only this time they were on the floor and my legs were spread. Katie then undid the leather straps pinning my body to the chair and slowly had me stand up. Her voice sounded miles away, but I recognized it as an instruction, “Kneel.” I knelt and she assisted me into laying flat on the floor face down. Next, she attached a chain to the “D” ring at the end of my armbinder and pulled my wrists upward. The chain was secured to a hook in the ceiling I was sure was waiting for me. There was no slack and I couldn’t move, even if
I wasn’t in so much pain, because of my lack of leverage. I started to whimper like a baby but Katie just ignored me.
She raised her voice so I could hear her through the hood, “You ready for the next part of your lesson?” I couldn’t imagine what she had planned for me. I was face down with my legs spread wide and my arms useless. My cock was underneath me so she couldn’t torture it anymore. The answer came like a bolt of lightning… Whack! Katie whipped me on the ass with something I guessed was much like a leather belt. Whack, whack, whack…
The whipping continued all over my back, ass and legs as she raised her voice and calmly told me statements like, “Think of Kristy and Rhonda”, and, “Let this be a valuable lesson”, and other similar phrases. I wasn’t listening to everything she said because I was being beaten like an abused dog that had just wet on the floor again. Over and over the lashings came.
Tears flowed, but I couldn’t cry or plead enough. I doubt she would’ve stopped, even if she could’ve heard me. This went on until even after I was sure that every exposed inch of my backside had welts on it. Katie was cruel and unrelenting in her punishment.
I don’t remember passing out, but I must have. I woke up naked in the back yard of some house. As I slowly came to my senses the memories of my “sexual encounter” with Katie came rushing back. I wasn’t even sure if this was Katie’s house. I wasn’t even positive if I would remember what her house looked like from the outside. I had never given it that much attention. I sat up and saw my clothes on the grass next to me. I also felt the searing heat and pain from the damage done to my backside. Yes, I guess it was real, and not just a nightmarish dream. I slowly put my clothes on and looked at my watch. It was 3 a.m.. I went over to Katie’s sometime around 6 p.m.. I wondered how long that “encounter” had lasted and how long I’d been out cold.
I quietly went out the back gate, down to the end of the alley, and recognized that I was only about a block from the cafe where I’d met the woman who had changed my life. As I walked home I told myself that I’d been a selfish asshole to women and vowed I would correct my ways. I noticed my balls were aching worse than they ever have from a lack of release and
I quickened my pace so I could get home quicker and masterbate to relieve the tension. “Would I seek revenge?” I asked myself. I knew that answer for sure. No way. I didn’t want to give that dominatrix another reason to come after me! I had definitely learned my lesson.
The Hunter Becomes The Hunted · Part 2 (2/2)
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