Vengeance: A Ruined Homeymoon - Sex Stories

Vengeance: A Ruined Homeymoon

... "Oh, you're the target. But she's collateral damage. You made sure to involve her."

It was only a few minutes for Jane to get the setup how she had planned. Two chairs facing each other, Mona tied to one and Chet tied to the other. Mona was gagged with a ring gag. Both of them were outfitted with shock collars. Jane explained as she placed them, "These will shock you if I hit this switch."

Jane held up a remote, continuing, "It has a bunch of settings, but these aren't for dogs. These are legit--the highest setting can kill you if it goes too long. So, I'm warning you that if you push me, or don't obey me, that I will kill you. You're my hostages."

Chet anxiously looked at his wife, who was weeping. Mona was trembling in terror wheezing and groaning and shaking her head. He hated this, hated the anguish she was suffering. He'd do anything to make this stop. "We'll listen to whatever you say. We're cooperating, alright. Just--do whatever you want to us--to me--and let's get this over with, huh, Jane?"

Jane purred at him, smiling, "I've missed you, Chet. You, and your--" she let her gaze lower down his body, falling to his groin, "impressive qualities."

Her victims were now nude, vulnerable, and staring at each other. Good. Jane said, "I'm exhausted, so I'll sleep for the night. But, while I do that, I'm going to get you both warmed up for the big plans I have tomorrow."

Jane withdrew a wooden contraption, holding it in her hands. She smiled, struck a pose, ...

... and addressed Chet, "Any guess what this is?"

Chet hesitated, then, responded, "A vice."

Jane licked her lips, "Good boy. And, do you know where it's going to go for the night?"

He clenched his jaw. "No idea."

Jane smiled and laughed lightly, "You're so funny! Your balls, silly!"

She affixed the assembly to him, and the wooden bars were set to squeeze him. It was uncomfortable, painful even, but only barely. Jane said, "I wish I could really crush them overnight, but there'll be some blood flow issues if it's too tight for too long. Lucky man, you are."

Chet couldn't help it, having this woman touching him, his body responded unwillingly. He was pent-up for his anticipated night with Mona; his erection grew right in front of Jane. "Oh. My. God," Jane said, "You're even bigger than I remember."

Jane stood, and moved to the bag again, where she withdrew a plastic box with wires. She turned to Mona with icy demeanor and said flatly, "These electrodes will shock you, randomly, throughout the night."

Mona shot up in her chair, pulling tight against the bindings. "Stop it Jane! That's over the line!" shouted Chet.

Jane continued, "I'm not a monster. I know you're afraid of that, so I'm going to ask you to speak up if you don't want me to do it."

Mona screamed in panic, shaking her head violently. Jane feigned confusion, "I don't understand. Use your big-girl words."

Mona froze up in terror. She was silent. She knew what would happen, and shut down. ...