Message-ID: <334.repost$980811050107@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Leo Sanderson Subject: Story : "Diana's Dungeon" { B,&D, humil.,spk.,tor.} Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Reply-To: Leonsan@rocketmail.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <19980805235729.21047.rocketmail@web4.rocketmail.com> ********************************** Diana's Dungeon ********************************** (C) by Leopold Sanderson *************************************************************** YOU HAVE : KISSABLE LIPS, SUCKABLE TITS and a VERY TIGHT PUSSY ! ........and I will pick you up tonight at 8:00 sharp and take you to your favorite restaurant for steaks and champagne and a very decadent chocolate desert. Happy Birthday Darling! Love You Forever! Ron (P.S. Wear that black , low -cut mini-dress and black hose and heels) **************************************************************** 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 !" *********************************************************************** 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 _________________________________________________________ DO YOU YAHOO!? Get your free @yahoo.com address at http://mail.yahoo.com -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----