Back Alley Femdom: Bondage & Domination
The man’s nipples ached. All of him hurt.
“This is hilarious. If only you could see your face.”
Roy squirmed in shame. Unmanned by the rubber sextoy in his rectum. Jaime called it an inflatable butt plug. She pumped until he felt his intestines would burst.
If only he could flee. A triangular black metal frame held him immobile. Where had Jaime found it?
Why was he naked, trapped in a back alley, his girlfriend’s victim? What would happen if stranger discovered them?
Roy met Jamie months ago.
On glimpsing Jamie, he felt smitten. Punkish tough-girl manner, sassy face, beautiful body, she matched his keenest erotic fantasy girlfriend.
Jamie saw Roy’s lust. She needed a new plaything.
She bought him a beer. In her bedroom, half hour later, Jamie straddled him. Roy’s passive lovemaking did not bother her. She liked being on top, setting the pace. Roy had stamina. Jamie needed for a man to last. She would do all the work.
Roy thought he became her boyfriend. Jamie thought of him as plaything or maybe a pet.
When angered Jamie grew violent, vicious. Naturally good-mannered Roy deferred to all her wishes.
Roy said that one of Jamie’s friends was fat and stupid. Jamie grabbed him by the neck. He waited for her fist. She let go. He apologized, begged to make up for his stupid words. Mollified, Jamie said that she was sure he would.
Her friend was Domme. Jamie explored Femdom. Domination seemed so natural. Roy would become a different kind of plaything. The two women planned Jamie’s punishment.
They often went to a small and quiet bar. After two beers, Roy went to the restroom. Jamie ordered his next bottle. Tore open a small packet, emptied it into the bottle.
Roy grew dizzy. They went outside for air. He cannot remember the transition. Suddenly he was naked and bound, sitting in a back alley.
Cursing him under her breath, Jamie pinched and scratched his chest and thighs. Roy held his tips tight. Fear of being seen made him suffer more than his girlfriend’s fingers.
During a pause, Roy saw metal wrapped around his penis. Jamie laughed.
“Your penis is retiring. Young tongue will take over the job.”
“Please. Please release me, Jamie.”
“Not yet. Punishment is not over.”
“Punishment?”
“You called a woman fat and stupid. You must be disciplined.”
She reflated the butt plug. Roy’s throttled scream brought more laughter.
“You are my slave now, Roy. Get over it. Get used to it.”
Panic and bafflement kept Roy’s mouth shut.
She finished her last bottle of beer.
“I’m going in for a couple of bottles. You wait here until I get back.”
Being alone in an isolated place was worse than physical pain.
Slave? Roy knew he could not defy Jamie. He had already become her slave without knowing it.
Nor did he know this was only Punishment I. Tomorrow night he would meet the “fat and stupid” Domme. She will demonstrate advanced punishment techniques that Jamie was use on Roy in the future.
Originally posted 2017-10-09 09:01:22.
