Hey guys and gals! So I've just noticed this story has hit over TEN THOUSAND VIEWS, which is just amazing I'm glad you are all apparently enjoying the story so far, and so I thought, as a little celebration of 10K views, this part will be nice and long, and explicit. Enjoy
Part XXVI
As I step up to Jasmine, she begins to pull against the chains, trying to shy away from me. Unfortunately for her, however, she cant go far. I begin running my hands all over her body, enjoying the silky feel of her skin, the coolness of it. She begins to moan involuntarily from my touch as the delicate sensations spread all over her body.
I rouse her from her relaxation with a sharp slap on her shapely rear.
'Oooh, that feels nice,' I think as I grab a handful. I slap it again, and again, enjoying the feel of the skin and the bucking of Jasmine. I have an idea, and walk over to one of the nearby benches where the girls had grabbed various implements from earlier. I grab a couple nipple clamps, some pegs and a round leather paddle shaped rather like a ping pong paddle.
Jasmine can't see me, of course, blindfolded as she is by Gemma, and so all she does is stand there, struggling against her chains as I slowly approach with a sadistic smile on my face.
'Oh no, is someone getting scared?' I say in a singsongy voice as I approach. 'Awwwww, Unkie Boyd won't hurt you,' I add in a ridiculously silly voice, and I can almost see the eye roll through the blindfold.
I step up and Jasmine gasps as I start pinching her skin between her fingers and attaching pegs, starting on her left side, near where her kidneys would be, then moving up her side in a straight line. After adorning her dark skin with ten pegs on the left side, I move on to the right. Each peg is accompanied by a very sexy moan from Jasmine.
Once she has a line running up each side of her, I move on to her nipples. I take the left one between my teeth, sucking and nibbling it until it is pointed and ready, before I add the nipple clamp. I then do the same to the other.
Then, I walk around behind her, twirling the paddle in my hand. I notice Gemma watching me as I do so, taking up my position behind the squirming, moaning Jasmine, before......
CRACK!' I lash the paddle hard against her arse, admiring the rippling effect it has on her flesh.
CRACK! CRACK! As I lash her, I begin to taunt her. 'Awww, poor Jazzie, did that hurt a bit?'
CRACK! 'Would you like me to stop?' I ask. 'Yes!' she says, and I hesitate a moment - I'd honestly forgotten her gag had been removed.
CRACK! CRACK! 'Yes, what?' I say sternly. 'Owwww! Yes, sir!' Jasmine says, dejectedly.
CRACK! 'Mmmm, nah I don't think so. You didn't stop when I was begging, did you?'
CRACK! 'You didn't care when I was begging you to stop, did you? Not even when I smashed my head on the goddamn floor, isn't that right?'
As all this is going on, I don't notice Gemma lean in, as she caned Jewel's tits with a thin, and quiet, piece of bamboo. Her eyes were red and puffy, but Gemma was merciless as she kept striking the quickly-reddening mounds. 'Don't worry, he won't care that much about you once he sees what I can do,' Gemma whispers nastily. 'Ever made a guy cum just with your tongue? I have.'
Jewel wails into her gag, trying to get my attention, but while I was busy with Jasmine, the cruel Gemma had added two extra scarves and stuffing, to be specific, Jewel's own discarded panties, to her gag, rendering her all but mute. And so her suffering continued as I remained unaware, distracted by punishing Jasmine.
Tears stream down Jasmine's face but I keep up the assault, rendering her curved posterior very sore and tender. Finally, I stop, walking off to the bench again. Jasmine slumps, sobbing quietly. Her sobs turn to gasps and squeals when I return however, yanking her hair back roughly and cramming a ball gag between her teeth.
I've also brought a small, battery powered vibrator and some twine. I quickly attach it to her thigh, the head of the vibrator nesting against her pink clit, and then I turn it on. The reaction is instant, the pleasure clearly evident in her moaning.
However, when I stand back up and start paddling her belly, I can tell she has no idea what to feel. The stinging pain of the whip, the pegs, the clamps, the vibrator tickling her most sensitive area, it's overwhelming her senses and I notice my cock is throbbing at the sight.
And suddenly, without really thinking about it, I walk over to the bench, and grab some lubricant. I then walk around behind Jasmine, dropping the towel as I do so. I grab her hips and she begins to buck and sway, she knows what I'm doing. But without hesitation I squeeze the lubricant first on my throbbing manhood, then down the split of her arse.
She squeals and bucks anew as I use a finger to start tracing it around her anus. 'MGMHMPH! NOMMPPPMPPMP!' she screams through the gag as I plunge my cock into her, very tight, arse, and start pumping.
'Hey, look at that!' Gemma laughs. She points at me, fucking Jasmine's arse like a jackhammer. 'Looks like he's having fun. I wonder if it would turn him on if I went over and sucked his dick clean.' Jewel looks at her, clearly grossed out by the idea.
Gemma leans in. 'And that look, right there, is why you're gonna lose him to me,' Gemma laughs. Jewel just closes her eyes, she can't handle Gemma's taunting anymore, and just watches, crying, as Gemma begins to approach me.
'What's up?' I ask her, but Gemma doesn't say anything. She just grabs me around the neck and pulls me out of Jasmine, and into a kiss, shoving her tongue down my throat. Honestly, I'm completely taken off guard and I just roll with it, enjoying the scent of her long, blonde hair, the feel of her - holy shit they're nice! - tits in my hands.
Suddenly she stops kissing me and drops to her knees. Without hesitation, she takes my still-throbbing cock in her mouth, sucking hard.
'Oh my fucking god!' my mind explodes.
'There's no way she didn't see what I was doing, and she just came over here and starting doing this!? Oh my god, that's so hot!' I think, but then I look over at Jewel.
She's clearly watching, and while I can't make out much in the darkness, actually I think Gemma has blindfolded her, so I can't see her eyes. Huh, maybe she's not watching. Well, then she can't know what Gemma is doing, right?
'At least I don't have to worry about her feeling bad. I can just enjoy - oh my GOD.' She's begun flicking her tongue against the head of my cock, licking and lapping in various, extremely pleasing ways. For a while I just stand there, I presume not really looking too composed - head lolling back and eyes half closed.
I lose track of how long Gemma keeps me in this world of ecstasy before suddenly, I feel her pushing me down onto the cold stone. She drops as well, getting on her knees and positioning herself in front of me. 'Don't worry about them for a while, we have all night!' Gemma says. 'I need some dick, I've been horny for hours.' She turns, and looks at me. 'You gonna do something about that?'
My eyes bulge, and my cock hardens even more at her words. I look over at Jewel, but I can't hear anything, so she mustn't be objecting. Of course, she's screaming for all she's worth, but with the combination of stuffing, a ball gag and two scarves wrapped around her face, I can't hear a thing.
And so I position myself behind Gemma and quickly piston myself into her waiting, dripping womanhood. She moans, loudly too, as I begin to thrust. And her moaning doesn't quieten at all, if anything it gets louder.
'Oh yeah, Boyd! Oh yeah! Harder baby, harder! Oh my god!' Gemma's words echo around the room as I pound and thrust, slow, then fast, then slow, taking my time as I approach orgasm, then edge away, approach, edge away.
I dont know quite how long I've been fucking Gemma, but by the time I finally arch into her, filling her slick and warm insides with dripping white cum. 'Um, please tell me....' I begin, and Gemma immediately nods. 'Of course, dude. I don't need to get bloody knocked up, fuck that.'
Ok, good. As I withdraw myself and compose myself, Gemma starts to walk back to Jewel. 'No, no,' I say. 'Ill tend to Jewel.' Gemma turns to face me. 'Are you sure? I figured you'd want to punish Ashleigh or Jasmine some more. Jewel is your girl, remember?' I think about that for a second.
'Mm, I see what you mean, but I can't just neglect her.' Gemma nods. 'Ok, but make sure you leave that blindfold and gag on her. She hasn't finished her punishment for backchatting yet.' I nod. 'No worries.'
Gemma walks back over to Ashleigh, picking up the towel I'd been wearing and the ping-pong paddle I discarded.
'Man, she's really got it in for Ashleigh,' I think with a laugh, before turning to approach Jewel.
As I come up alongside the rack, I start running my hands up her side. 'Hello, slavegirl,' I whisper. 'Have you been having fun with Gemma?'
Jewel shakes her head wildly, and tries to speak through her gag. Or should I say, gags?
'What the hell?' I think. I didn't do that, it must have been Gemma. And as I look closer, I start to notice some other things.
Jewel's breasts have been encased in thin twine-like rope, turning them red with the pressure. But that's not the only thing making them red, as I notice they are also covered in red, angry-looking marks.
'The hell is going on here?' I think to myself. I glance over my shoulder at Gemma - she's busy paddling the still-hogtied Ashleigh's arse. The pale, white skin is quickly turning red. I look back to Jewel, eyes narrowed.
I lean in close. 'Ok, real talk babe, are you ok?' I whisper. Jewel shakes her head, and I see something coming out from underneath her blindfold.
'Tears........' I think. I feel myself growing more suspicious, and pissed. But I can't be obvious. I need the facts. 'Hey Gemma?' I say. She looks over to me. 'Yo?'
'This little slut won't stop struggling and making a nuisance of herself. Could you go up to the den and grab me some proper ropes? It's all chain down here.' Gemma nods, standing. 'Sure thing, lover,' she says with a wink. I smile back, a crocodile's smile.
Gemma turns and makes her way up the stairs. I follow her over after she vanishes, ensuring she has left. Then I return to Jewel's side. I quickly remove the blindfold - revealing red, puffed up eyes and runny mascara. I feel the anger growing. There is definitely something going on here. 'Is she fucking with us?' I growl.
Jewel nods frantically.
'Right.' I put the blindfold back on, much to Jewel's chagrin. 'Calm down, babe, I just don't want Gemma to know, until it's too late.' Jewel visibly relaxes, slumping against her chains. I look to Jasmine, still standing, held in place, her skin adorned with clamps and pegs.
I grab the chloroform jar and rag, and douse it liberally. I then wait by the door, tucked out of sight. Before long, I hear the footsteps of Gemma returning. As she reaches the bottom, I see some coils of rope in her hands. I pop out, grabbing her roughly and cramming the rag down over her lips and nose.
She bucks wildly, but my rage seems to give me more strength than usual, because I hold her without any issue. After about ten seconds, she slumps into my arms. I notice the other two prisoners watching, confused.
I ignore them, dragging Gemma across the floor roughly, over to the rack. I quickly undo the chains holding Jewel in place, and then take her soft hand in mine, helping her down. She removes the blindfold, and then, not even worrying about the gags, falls into my arms, holding me tightly and sobbing.
'What the absolute hell is going on here!?' I think, shocked. This isn't right, this isn't just kink. I decide to find out once I have Gemma restrained. 'Can you help me get her on the rack?' I ask. Jewel nods, her eyes now burning with anger.
We both hoist Gemma up onto the cold steel, and then I remove the last of her clothes - her bra. Her tits finally pop out in full view for me to see, and despite my anger, I can't help ogling them a moment. Then, I lock her wrists in place while Jewel locks the legs. I then twist the wheel, as Gemma had, pulling her lithe body tight.
Once I'm sure she is fully restrained, I step up to Jewel and start helping her remove the layers of gagging. As the wadding in her mouth comes out, sopping wet, I realise with a shock that they're her panties! I have to admit, THAT'S hot.
Jewel goes to speak, but she just starts crying again, sobbing into my chest. 'What the hell happened?' I ask. It's at this moment that Gemma starts to blink and stir, drowsy at first, then she begins to struggle harder, her chains clanking against the steel. But it's as pointless as it was for Jewel.
'What the hell, Boyd!?' Gemma yells. I step up, slap her hard across the chest, hitting each tit at least five times, until she starts to yell in pain rather than indignation. 'What did you do to Jewel?' I growl.
Gemma looks to Jewel, then me. She knows lying is pointless it seems, because she starts to speak immediately. 'Because you deserve better than her! Come on dude, look at you! Look at her! She can't even handle a little caning and tough talk!' Gemma is getting flustered, her voice getting higher and more panicked.
'Do you think she'd suck your dick clean after you fucked another woman? Do you think she can handle anything you dish out? I can SEE it, you need REAL women! You need me, you need Jasmine, to show you what you like! You don't need her!' Gemma falls silent, waiting for me to reply.
I look at Jewel, then Jasmine. My eyes fall to Ashleigh, on the floor. Then they swivel back to Gemma. 'Are you serious?' I ask. 'Do you think, what, I only just worked out what I like to do? I've fantasized about this a million times!' Gemma shrinks away as my voice rises.
I turn, beginning to pace, addressing everyone. I gesture at Jasmine. 'You! First you, you decide to punish Jewel, for something I DID! Then,' I turn back to Gemma.
'You, YOU decide you're going to, what, try and get me to fall for you instead? To betray the one woman who actually GAVE ENOUGH OF A FUCK to break through some of the walls that I spent a DECADE building?' As I speak, the anger growing more and more clear, I can see that look in Gemma's eyes, that realization that you COMPLETELY miscalculated your gamble.
'And YOU!' I turn to Ashleigh, stalking over and crouching in front of her. 'You! You........actually....' I tilt my head, the anger dissipating from the bump in my diatribe. I turn my head to Jewel. 'Did, did she actually do anything wrong here?'
Jewel laughs wryly. 'Nah, not really. Apart from the whole secret tryst thing going on with her and Jasmine, that's what bitchface told me.' I look back at her. 'Ok, um, you just, um, wait here.' I stand back up, turning to my prisoners.
'You know what? I can't even be bothered right now.' I hold a hand out to Jewel, beckoning her. I pull her close, smiling down at her. I then look back up to Gemma, and narrow my eyes. 'Can you check Jasmine's bonds for me? I need to deal with this slag.'
I step up to Gemma, and she starts to beg. 'Please, Boyd, I'm sorry. I just thought -' is all she gets the chance to say before I shove the still-soaking panties that had been in Jewel's mouth into Gemma's. She splutters, but can't do anything as I buckle the ball gag around her head. I then wrap the scarves around too, giving her the exact treatment she gave Jewel.
I even add the blindfold, and some nipple clamps. I make sure her nose is clear though, I don't want to come down to a dead body in the morning. I pull out my phone, remembering I have unlimited calls. I ring Jewel's phone - and it rings on the bench nearby. Excellent. I pick it up and answer.
'Right, girls.' I turn to face my prisoners. 'As I said, I can't be bothered right now. I think Jewel's had enough drama for one night. We're going up to our room to eat, snuggle, maybe watch some 'Flix. You lot can stay down here, and think about what you've done. We've got the whole weekend if I remember what you said rightly.'
The chorus of muffled screams that breaks out, I find immensely satisfying. Jewel steps up to me, and hugs me again. 'She's not going anywhere, babe.' I laugh. Good. I turn to leave, then I have a final thought. I beckon Jewel, and walk over to Ashleigh.
'Let's bring her with us,' I say. 'She doesn't deserve to spend the night in the cold, at least.' Jewel nods. 'You're right.' I grab Ashleigh by the legs, and Jewel grabs her arms. She moans slightly but offers no resistance.
'Good night, girls!' I say cheerfully as Jewel and I ascend the stairs, carrying Ashleigh between us. We place her on the kitchen table, stopping to look in the main fridge - a huge, chrome-coloured beast. We take out some cold meats, cheese and sliced tomatoes, along with a loaf of bread.
I grab Ashleigh by the connecting rope of the hogtie, lift her slightly. 'That doesn't hurt?' I ask her. She shakes her head. 'Good,' I say. 'Grab all the food please, babe.' We continue out into the hall, finally coming to the guest room. I click the light back on, before walking over and placing Ashleigh on the bed.
As Jewel starts putting the food on the minibar, I remove Ashleigh's gag. 'Are you ok?' I ask. 'Gemma was going pretty hard on you, too.' Ashleigh hesitates, Gemma is her friend, after all. But apparently an hour or two of cruel punishment will change your mind slightly.
'I know I shoulda told her what was going on,' Ashleigh begins. 'But Jasmine didn't want to! She thought it would destroy our friendship, that Gemma would have a problem, cause, y'know, she's Middle Eastern.' I baulk. 'Hang on, Gemma's racist?' Ashleigh shakes her head.
'No, but Jasmine has copped a lotta shit before, y'know, people calling her 'terrorist' and shit, so she's very self-conscious about it.' I look at Jewel. 'Huh, maybe we should have left them ungagged, so they could talk a bit.' Jewel nods, then looks at Ashleigh.
'Do you want us to? Ungag them, I mean? Maybe they can sort some of this out while they're down there.' Ashleigh looks surprised. 'You'd do that?' Jewel and I both nod. 'Of course. Why not? Besides, at least that way I don't have to keep this phone call going all night to listen to them in case they choke.' Ashleigh smiles. 'Ok,' she says.
Jewel gets up and leaves the room, heading towards the kitchen. I walk over to the minibar, lift a small hanging breadboard off its hook. 'You hungry?' I ask.