He smiled down at me, and brushed the hair out of my eyes. He said that I had finally pleased God. Then he pushed the gag back in my mouth. And he went down and pushed the pin through my clit. And he left me there like that, for the rest of the day, screaming. I finally stopped screaming, I dont know when. I just drifted, blind in the dusty darkness.

Still, that could wait. She seemed much better than last night and I started to feel happier with the idea of leaving her alone for a while. I led her into the dungeon and removed the posture collar from her neck, replacing her old collar. After I chained her to the table I removed the rest of the single sleeve and smiled again. "Ok, get naked!" She didnt hesitate, stripping off the remaining

"The card, it has gone." "The machine ate my card?" Her voice was a strange mixture of panic and relief. "Oui! I have lost one day. I have nothing! Comprendez- vous?" "Yes, but what can I do?" I waited a while as if he was weighing up his options. Then I reached over and pushed the gag firmly into her mouth. Fumbling for the phone, I made a number of calls to my house and talked to the answering machine.

They got off at the next floor. The one risk now was that there was someone waiting for the elevator on four. Not only was there little chance of us getting off unnoticed but the chances of someone recognising her were greater. She realised this and rubbed her taped mouth against my arm in a very Caroline gesture. I pulled her forward so that she was near the controls and positioned myself in front of her. Her eyes were wild she made a few gagged noises obviously wishing to be ungagged. "Trust me?" She closed her eyes for a second then nodded.

It had been fate that delivered her to me. I discovered that a small software house was holding a product demo in the town Id selected as my hunting ground. A small startup company made up of young graduates, they where based near the university. I was preparing another blab piece on innovation in the computer industry and so had an excuse to go, it seemed like a good opportunity to scout around. I think the company had been surprised when I accepted, I was the only recognized hack that had bothered to attend. In any case they were all over me, I got a private demo and enough

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Once the lacing was finished I got her to stand all be it rather unsteadily. With heels in place she was now almost as tall as I was; still it made it easier to attach the stockings to the garters of the corset. Next I lead her over to a post in the center of the room and attached her cuffs to it. Seizing the laces of the corset I rammed my knee into her back and pulled. Up till this point I think shed had trouble figuring out what the punishment was.

However, she also found out how frustrating it was; while almost any movement brought some stimulation, getting enough to make a real difference would take a lot of effort. Still, her struggles again became quite animated and the smell of hot pussy started to fill the room. We both knew that a line had been crossed. This was the first overtly sexual thing the "Burglar" had done. Before now he had been content to keep her quiet while her searched for valuables, now he was making it clear that he had found

"Imagine," I said, "A hot summers evening in New Orleans. You stand outside a seedy Jazz club in the French Quarter, sweat in your hair, your heart in your throat." I rubbed my hands slowly over the soft leather cups feeling the suggestion of the hard nipples underneath. "A drunk stands by the door, his face old and leathery but his eyes sparkle as he looks at you, a pretty white girl in a tight leather dress.

" I hissed, "Tell me that you are a cheap slut." "I..Im a chea...." "This whore!!" "Th...is whore...." "Sexy slave, say it sexy! I want you to pant in out like a bitch in heat! I want you to sound like the filthy little tart you really are." I grabbed a huge black rubber dildo from the table and waved it in front of her startled eyes. "Beg me for it slave! Nice and sexy I want you to tell me what a worthless whore you are, and how youll do anything to have this up