We were just going to Hang Out Part 4 - Sex Stories

We were just going to Hang Out Part 4

... quickly undid her remaining leg and cuffed them together. Dropping her legs I went and pick up so she was standing then over my shoulder. I looked over to both the bed and then the St Andrew Cross that she had me on. I decided on the cross, sat her down and leaned on the cross. “I may not have your experience in doing this but I am more than comfortable in beating the shit out of you if you try anything. Putting my foot on the snap on the ankle cuffs I released her hand to cuff her to the cross. Jen went for my head as I attempted to pin her other hand. I blocked it with my elbow and open handed slapped her across her face. Jen looked at me in surprised that I moved so fast. “Bitch, I’m faster than you think, last time you had me drugged remember. Grabbing her hand and twisting it behind her back, I finished getting her left arm cuffed to the stand. I made quick work of getting her tied to the cross. I removed her gag, “Tell the code for the door, Jen.” “Look, Marla, I never going to give you the code.” She said smiling, “I been used by the best, before I did this the first time.” “So this is your attempt to get me to let you go, and beg you to keep me as your sex toy?” “That the only way I going to let you out of this room.” Jen said smiling as if she had me over a barrel. I walked over to her toy chest, looking over what she had. ‘She probably right she has been beaten, and tortured so there not much that I can do to her that has not been done before in the ways of pain.’ ...

... I was thinking as I continued to look over her equipment. ‘I wonder if not pain but denied pleasure should work. Grabbing some of Jen’s toys, she returns to Jen. “I give you one more chance before I get started.” “Ha ha ha,” Jen laughs has her tilt her head up. “Forget it, you not leaving here until you mine.” I look at her, I take a nipple clip and attach it to her right nipple and connect the clip by a small chain to her lift nipple ring. “You think that hurts,” Jen smirks. I smile as I bring up a vibrator. Touch the chain then I turn it on. I look into Jen eyes as I slowly increase the speed. I see her look confused and wondering what I had plan for her. I keep changing the speed; I can see it taking effect. Jen is looking stern trying to deny the effect. I have seen it before the attempt to fake or withstand a treatment. I have seen the thousand yard stare a patient will give to stop from screaming during a spinal tap or other painful treatments. She fails to hide the pleasure I am giving her. “This your torture, Marla.” She says. “Give it up, and let me go. I might only give you a mild punishment.” I keep it up. “Ugh,” Jen involuntarily utters. I stop and pull the clip hard off her nipple. Smiling I replace it and clip one to her clit. She looking at me, “what are you going to do, clip torture me that 101 stuff.” “Just tell me the code and all will stop or it will finish as you request after I open the door.” “I can take all the pain you think you can give me.” I return ...