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Author's Note:This story features real people and real equipment that actually exists. The story itself though is fiction and it never happened. But someday it might. If I am very lucky.


Frustration and Pain

Our story is about a submissive who gets everything she asked for from a Mistress but winds up with nothing at all except her one remaining sense; the one she wished she didn't have.

Debra knew Lady Lydia from the House of Gord. She had met her through her web site and they had talked about Gord and his penchant for helpless females. Debra had supplied them with some props for their videos and she had expressed an interest in trying out some of the equipment. But Debra was a transvestite and Gord never used males in his work. So Lady Lydia had offered to entertain Debra in her own studio.

Debra arrived at Lady Lydia's studio promptly at the appointed time and she was admitted. Lady Lydia was stunning as always, her choice of attire always a surprise. This time she was dressed in a shiny, blue stretch PVC body suit with black high heel boots with impossibly high stiletto heels. Her long auburn hair was held in a pony tail high on her head. She looked just like the models in the Gord video. The body suit from Winter Fetish and the boots had been a gift from Debra herself. Debra was impressed and felt some tingles in her private areas. Lady Lydia was beautiful. After the usual preliminaries, they moved into the main playroom.

Lady Lydia fastened a pair of leather cuffs on Debra's wrists and then fastened them to the ends of a spreader bar. The center of the bar was attached to the hook from the ceiling hoist and Debra's arms were quickly raised above her head.

"I read the little scene you wrote out and I loved it," she told Debra. "I just wonder exactly how to best play it. I could just take the general theme and go where it leads me. That way you would not really know what was going to happen. Suspense is always a fun part of a scene. Or, I could do it exactly the way your wrote it. Knowing that you know exactly what is going to happen and can not do anything about it would be so delicious. Or, I could do a little of both. It will be interesting to see how this works out."

With that she moved around behind Debra and unzipped her dress. It was a halter style so it was a simple matter to lift the top over Debra's head and let it fall to the floor. Once it was kicked out of the way she looked Debra over from top to bottom. Clad now only in a bra, stockings, high heels and open crotch panties which let Debra's male parts hang down, Debra was clearly a bit embarrassed.

"I don't think those heels are nearly high enough for you today," she said. "Let's try on these boots you brought." Lady Lydia then proceeded to replace Debra's pumps with the "Mistress Boots" Debra had brought along. They were black and had pointed toes and very very high heels. "I'm certain you will soon come to regret the extra high heels," Lady Lydia laughed.

Lady Lydia then picked up a ring gag and an inflatable penis gag, both of which Debra had brought along. She stood in front of Debra playing with the devices.

"So you are having sexual fantasies about me are you? Well, maybe we can do something about that. I think we will play a little game today. It's called 'Dammed if you do and dammed if you don't'. If you can manage to get an erection during the scene, I will stop what I am doing to you. Of course, I may just whip your crotch until you lose it. If you don't get one, I'll just keep doing what ever I'm doing to you whether you like it or not.

"Now then. I'll bet you fantasize about oral sex with me don't you? Well, how would you like to taste my pussy?"

Knowing what was about to happen and hating to wear a gag, Debra said no, Lady Lydia took the leather strop that Debra had also brought along and began to whip Debra's bare behind. She kept it up, punctuating the whipping with comments about how Debra had insulted her. It went on until Debra was pleading to taste her pussy.

Lady Lydia then stood in front of the sobbing creature and began to rub the gag between her legs. Debra felt a stirring between her own legs but her cock stayed flaccid.

Lady Lydia kept tormenting Debra for a while and then she took the gags and shoved them into Debra's mouth. The ring gag settled in behind her teeth and held her mouth open. It also held the penis gag securely in her mouth and made certain she could not push it out. As she fastened the straps behind Debra's head, she told her to enjoy the taste because that was as close as she would ever get to what Debra wanted. Then she inflated the gag by pumping on the ball that hung from the front of it. Once it was inflated, she removed the ball and hose.

"Want me show you my body?" Lady Lydia teased. Again, Debra knew what was going to happen next but she managed to nod "yes." anyway. Lady Lydia then place "earbud" style headphones into Debra's ears and left the cord hanging down Debra's back. She then gathered Debra's long blonde hair into a ponytail. It was wig but it had been securely pinned to Debra's own hair and stayed in place. She pulled the hair through the ponytail opening in one of Winter Fetish's 4-way stretch hoods with the long neck. When the hood was pulled down tight it completely covered Debra's head, leaving her blind, taking her into a world of total darkness.

Next Debra felt what she realized was the red leather neck corset she had brought along to show to Lady Lydia being pulled down over her head. She had never meant to wear this thing and she shook her head "no" but to no avail. It went on anyway. When in place Lady Lydia laced the back up until Debra's head was held facing front and tilted slightly upwards. An adjustable device ran from under her chin to a fitting on her chest and reduced her head movement to almost nothing.

Debra stood in dark silence waiting for the fateful words she knew were coming. After all, she had written the scene. But then something surprising happened. She felt something being placed over head. It was some sort of a metal cage that seemed to encase her head when it was fastened in place. Then the overhead bar was lowered. She felt something being attached to the top of the cage holding her head and then her head was pulled up and she realized her head was now fastened to the overhead bar. She had not written this at all.

Her arms were detached and pulled behind her. She felt the wrist cuffs being removed and then something was pulled over her hands. As it was drawn up her arms she realized it was a Winter Fetish arm binder. Soon the straps went over her shoulders and the horrid device was secured. Debra winced in silent protest and the two straps were tightened. Her wrists were cinched together and then her elbows drawn close to each other. She had been helpless before but now she realized she was totally at Lady Lydia's mercy. This binder was well designed and would not slip off.

"There. That's much better," Lady Lydia cooed. "Just like the girls at HOG."

"I know you fantasized about my breasts," came the fatal words Debra had written. "So just give me a moment to peel this suit off."

Silence was all Debra could experience. Blind, bound, helpless, she shifted about as best she could. Her feet and legs already ached from the high arch of the spike heels and her arms were beginning to protest being cinched tightly behind her back.

"Now, don't you think you should reward me for showing you so much?" The words penetrated Debra's brain and she shuddered. She knew they were back to her script again. Was Lady Lydia really naked in front of her? She would never know. But that did not matter. She was about to suffer the penalties she had written anyway.

"How about five strokes with the cane?"

Debra had no choice but to agree. She knew that saying anything but yes would only result in more punishment.

"Five seems to be a little bit too few though. Maybe five for each breast would better. Don't you agree?"

Again, Debra managed to force herself to nod a yes answer. The nod involved bending her entire body from the waist, sticking out the target of Lady Lydia's future punishment.

Leather cuffs then went on each ankle. They too were fastened to a spreader bar and then ropes went down to eye bolts in the floor. A few more pulls on the chain and Debra was stretched taught but not painfully tight.

What followed was of course very painful as Lady Lydia administered her favorite punishment.

"Tell me, Debra, was it worth it? Are my bare breasts worth the pain?"

Slowly Debra nodded yes.

"Don't you think they might be worth a bit more? Maybe five more strokes?"

Debra knew that a no answer would be treated as an insult. She reluctantly nodded yes.

"That does not seem too enthusiastic. How about ten strokes?"

Debra nodded much more quickly this time and braced herself as the strokes were administered.

Time passed slowly as Debra stood recovering from her whipping. Lady Lydia had used the leather strop again and although Debra could not see her rear end she could well imagine how red it must look. She could certainly feel the heat radiating off of her backside.

Lady Lydia then asked Debra if she would like to be fucked by Lady Lydia. This was again a departure from the script and this time Debra demurred which only earned her a few more strokes with the strap. When she capitulated and nodded yes, Lady Lydia wrapped a leather strap around the base of Debra's cock and balls. A line from this ran down to the spreader bar between her feet. It was pulled tight so that Debra could not raise herself upwards.

A dildo on the end of a pole was greased up and then inserted up into Debra's rectum. The other end of the pole was fastened to a fitting on the spreader bar. In this position, Debra could not raise or lower herself without straining her private parts and riding the dildo.

"Now, if you move, you will fuck yourself in the ass. And if I am the one who makes you move, then I will in essence be fucking you," Lady Lydia explained. "And we both know how I can get you to move, don't we?" A couple of strokes across her already sore buttocks showed Debra how true this was.

Debra suddenly heard a click in her earbuds. She could not see it but she knew the earbuds were plugged into the CD player she had brought.

At this point Debra could still hear Lady Lydia's voice but only barely.

"Now the fun starts. You know how much it thrills me to have a helpless slave in my prison. You are going to hang there for as long as I feel you should. Once I turn on the music you won't be able to hear a thing that goes on around you. I have lots of other CD's which I can play for you once that one ends. Already you can't see anything or say anything. Soon you won't be able to hear anything either. The only sense you will have left is that of touch.

Just leaving you like that would be exciting for me but I intend to do more. At various intervals, I am going to whip you. Up and down your body, as often and as hard as I like.

Maybe I'll leave for a while to run some errands. Maybe I'll have another slave in for a session. Maybe one of my girlfriends will come over and we'll entertain ourselves in front of you. You will never know.

The only time you will be aware of anything is when I whip you. Each time I start you will be surprised. When I stop you won't know for how long until the next time I begin again.

Worried?"

A nod yes from Debra.

"You should be because I will probably wind up marking you this time. I will use the whip and the strap you brought and maybe some of my own whips. I know you don't like the cane so I probably won't use it unless you get an erection.

Remember? Damned if you do and damned if you don't? I get to whip you again and again unless you become erect but if you do get it up you get the cane.

Debra shuddered in fear.

"Want to quit now?" Again a nod in the affirmative.

"Well, I don't see an erection so I guess we'll just have to soldier on."

Those were the last words Debra heard before the music blasted into her ears. Then she was in her own world of darkness, unable to hear anything around her over the noise.

Almost immediately, the first stroke landed and she lurched away as much as she could. About the only result was to ride her helpless and now blazing ass up and down on the dildo that invaded her. Over and over again the process was repeated until it finally stopped.

Stopped until it began again.