We were just going to Hang Out Part 2 - Sex Stories

We were just going to Hang Out Part 2

... scared, watching her with that flail, poise to strike again. What should I do, I looked at the leather bracelets they have a small belt on them to bind them tight on the wrist and they also had some metal rings on them as well. I look up and I saw hooks in the ceiling. Oh my, “Ouch,” I yelled, as she hit for the third time, across my breast. “I said put them on, don’t make say it again. I will punish you very hard if you make me repeat myself again.” She said in a harsh voice. I pick one up, “I won’t put this on. I am not a slut,” I said, “ that you can. . .” seeing her swing this time I duck under her flail and jump to tackle her, for a small white woman she could move and I was a bit sluggish. I missed and she turns and kicked me in the side of my ribs. “You going to learn the hard way that I am going to be your Mistress.” She then came down on me with her knee in my back. She grabbed my wrist and pulled it back holding it so I could not move without dislocating my shoulder it. “I guess I am to going put these on you then I’m going to show you why you do what I tell you.” She put the leather cuff on my right wrist and cinched it tight. Reached over and grabbed something and I heard a snap. She got off of me and I noticed that the cuff had a rope attached to it. As I was getting up she pulled it throwing off balance. She then pulled the rope over one of the hooks in the ceiling. She began to pulling me across the room as I tried to take off the cuff. Then she quickly ...

... wrapped it around a cleft in the wall. She came to me and pulled my other hand away before I could get undone. I tried kicking her to drive her away. She only grabbed my foot and pulled, holding my foot. Off balance I could not grab her and get a grip on the leather cuff. She pulled out another one and attached it to my ankle after slipping off my shoe. Dragging me around, she took another rope and attached it to the ankle cuff and to the wall. I hanging from the ceiling by one hand and my leg I’m pulled off the floor. Not able to reach my right wrist or left ankle I was stuck. “I had less trouble with men, you better be worth this!” In an awkward position she had no trouble putting on the other cuffs and soon I was hanging from the ceiling by my hands and feet. My friend had me tied helpless. She then started to take my clothes off. She unhooked my wrist or leg only long enough to slip my arm through my clothes. She then put a belt around my waist and attached rope to either side. “This will take the strain off your limbs. Now I going to show what happen to bad girls who don’t obey their Mistresses, I going to hate spoiling you beautiful brown skin, but you gave no choice. You need to know who the boss.” To keep me from fighting she rigged the ropes and moved me to the cross and tied me to it with my naked backside exposed. “I going to give you 10 latches, you count them and thank me for them, if you don’t, I start all over again until you get it right, understand me, my pet?” ...