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A Long Winter Night Part 2

njdondude

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Beth had a fascination with tickling and bondage. She often daydreamed about sensual seductive and even erotic encounters. Her fascination has lead her from harmless curiosity to a darker side of her inner self…to be in total control by a master…someone that can bring her to the edge and beyond.

She always wondered if she was alone…her ideas on a fetish that seamed weird…the torture of tickling as a turn on…is there anyone who shared her passion. So afraid to let anyone know about her obsession that she ventured in the world of cyber space for answers…a quest that brought her the understanding that she was not alone out there…there where others like her with similar likes and desires. In the world of cyber, realities are just fantasies and left up to the imagination. Beth spent a lot of time sitting behind her computer…staring to the screen…daydreaming away.

He was masterful, bringing her to the point of madness. The tickling was driving her insane…she fight against her bonds to no avail…she was trapped…drifting in and out from a dreamlike state and back to reality. The master watch her reactions…slowing down when it got to intense …speeding up to bring her back to the edge…a total mind and body trip to hell.

She was light headed and felt that she was going to pass out from the torture…he would not let her…that was a way out…he was to masterful to let that happen. It was pure pleasure for him to watch his victim thrush around in total control of his assaults. She was losing her breath from laughing so hard, the sounds of extreme torture rang from her cries. Beth began to fight as hard as she could at her bonds…pulling and whaling away at her ties…shaking uncontrollably.

She was saturated with sweat…her hair was like a mop of brown moist lumps lying on the table. Her face was all red from overheating and exhaustion…the ordeal was taking it’s toll an her. She was a women that stayed in shape and because she was a swimmer and cycle, she had endurance…her master knew all about her and she was the perfect choice…she could last the distance…a disadvantage for Beth…she could be tortured for days without any relief in sight.

The torture stopped…he let her breath again. He would give her a break for now…bring her back to reality…stop her from going over the edge.

Beth laided there, completed drained from her ordeal…all her muscles hurt from fighting and laughing.. she was trying to compose herself…regain her body and mind from the torture. She lost all sense of her surroundings… she forgot where she was…she was so lightheaded and disorientated she forgot why she was there…she was a slave…he was the master.

The table along side of the bench that Beth was on had a number of tools on it. He went over and grabbed a sharp knife…a hunting knife with jagged teeth. He pulled Beth’s sweater tight and started to cut it off. She could hear the sound of the material shred and tare. She was motionless in fear as she was being stripped of her clothes. He made certain that every inch of sweater was torn off her body… she felt totally helpless and to scared to flinch, she could only feel the cold blade… Beth was still blindfolded and the she could not see the knife. The picture of him hacking off her clothes sent chills over her body…goose bumps formed on her sweaty torso from the sudden cold air that hit her upper body. It was like getting out of a hot shower and hitting the cold air. Her ample breasts where still covered by her bra but because of it being saturated by sweat, her outline of her nipples peeked through. The cold air had them full and erect. It was an invitation for her master to touch.

His hands ventured over her upper torso. Soft and massaging light touches against her firm and slender frame. Using his fingertips he followed all of her details of her breasts through her bra. The shape of the wet fabric defined her nipples…he followed all the features…he used his fingers to circles around the outside of the hardened edges.

Strangely enough, Beth seem to be getting quite aroused from the touches. Because of her exhausted state she was giving in to his sexual advances…he was just teasing her for his on pleasure…watching what turned her on…seeing what gave the best reaction. He started to run his fingers around her rib gage…her slender frame exposed ever one of her ribs. He scraped his nails gentle and slowly in relentless continuous fanning motions. An uneasiness came back to Beth…a chill came back to her…goose bumps formed all over her torso. Rubbles of muscles through her midsection…the same muscles that just got a workout and where still sore, felt the same feeling again.

She tried to hold back the tickling feeling but his fingers are locked into the area without letting go. She was in for another round of relentless torment…he seemed tireless and he was just starting to warm up…her reactions was feeding his drive. Beth started giggling uncontrollably and her body started to buck to get away from his touches…he mounted on top of her, straddling her at her hips and locking her into a inescapable hold.

He started squeezing and pinching at her sides, sending her reactions into orbit. Beth thrashed and bucked with all her strength but his large and muscular frame was no match for him. The uncontrollable laughter started to return and her voice through the gage was sounding at a higher pitch. The shockwaves that was going through Beth’s body was to much for her to handle…she was in and out of wandering there some kind of place other then the place where she was at…she was approaching hell and beyond. The only thing she didn’t know was he was planning to do this over and over again with no end in sight. Her will was at the breaking point and he knew it…she was all his for the taking…Beth was his slave.

His fingers danced around her midsection to the point of craziness…he knew that he had to stop but he was so turned on by her torturous cries that he was caught up in the moment and had to snap out of his spell from her laughter. He took a moment to calm down himself, he had to stay in control and not get carried away and have Beth pass out…that would put a damper on the rest of the evening and waited until she came too to start all over again. He need to concentrate on the mind control and the breaking of his lee…his victim…his slave.

Beth once more take a break to regain her composure. he went over to her face and removed her gage from her mouth. She was able to catch her breath a little easier. The blindfold remained on to hold her in isolation of her surroundings…just a lapse in torture for he to continue on his sadistic torment. Water was placed at her lips for her to drink. Beth was so sweaty that he needed to fill her with fluids so she had the strength to continue on…what an ironic twist.

He toyed with her again…this time a erotic sexual taunt. The same knife he used to cut her top off was used on her jeans…cutting and tearing sounds where heard…Beth’s legs were exposed. His hands roamed around her smooth long silky legs…more of a gentle massage up and down from her panties to her knees. He used a lever that was just bellow the middle section on the bench that she was on and cranked the handle forward. Beth’s legs where widening apart…spread eagle… her exposed legs were open for him to touch. He could walk around to the center of the bench and touch her thighs with his fingertips. Moaning came from her mouth…she was so aroused and moistened from her ordeal.

He walked back to her head and kneeled down next to her ear…he whispered softly “ you are mine for the taking…to do whatever I please…your body and mind…I am your master.” he walked back away from her and went back to her midsection. He took his hands and ripped Beth’s bra off…one quick motion to sheer material and off it came. He used his hands and massaged her breasts …moaning came out of her mouth… she was ready to explode in ecstasy. Fantasy becomes a reality in the eyes of the beholder…she was on the receiving end.

Breaking away from her, he moved towards her legs again…positioning himself at her moistened panties and …ripped them off into shreds. It was like a power trip for him… a erotic passion for her. Beth laid there all nude. He watched her arch her back from the form of foreplay that he inflicted on her, she was ready to have an orgasm…the thrill was such a turn-on…she was very excited and primed for the taking. He would deny her that at the moment…he had other plans…and her sexual frustration was all part of it.

He moved back by her head and kneeled down next to her…”not yet my pet…not yet” his words taunted her again. His fingers touched the sides of her body …his nails dragged around her hollows of her underarms…it was like a fuss was lit…and explosion of energy. Beth’s pits where as ticklish as they can be…so sensitive to the touch she immediately erupted in a fit of screams. Without her gage she was free to yell at the top of her lungs…but that was all she can do…she was still bond and at his mercy. Her energy levels where so low that her struggles turned into a surrender…a surrender into submission…he had found the most ticklish spot on her body…and he wasn’t going to stop…he was relentless…he ignored her screams for him to stop. She begged and pleated…it fell on deaf ears…he was sadistic…he was merciless…Beth was going insane.

All of a sudden the torture started to stop, but Beth was shaking out of control…trembling from the torment…her mind was in another place…a dreamlike state, floating on cloud 9...she heard her masters voice in her ear say she had enough for one day. He was growing tired…get some rest…you will need it for the morning……..

Beth laid there all sweaty…exhausted…and naked. This has to be a nightmare…how long can this go on. She ran his words in her head…over and over again…until she passed out from complete exhaustion. Even in her sleep she could not get relief…she was dreaming of her ordeal…it was a nightmare…………
 
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