Snow Bound 06

Evelyn most likely gave the boy further instructions that Lola would dread.

But other than instructing Toy to fuck her, Lola had no idea what those instructions could be.

The boxed up woman knew her friend well. She knew that Evelyn would instruct Toy to do things that would drive her crazy with lust.

The sexy rancher left the shop leaving Lola locked in the box, a ball gag shoved between her teeth, with the fucking machine's dildo tormenting her middle aged body.

After Evelyn had initially locked her in the torso sized box, Lola had joked that she knew how a magician's assistant felt before she was about to be sawed in half.

As Lola lay there with the dildo sawing in and out of her sore cunt, she felt like she was indeed being divided lengthwise by rubber phallus.

The sensations of being fucked by the machine gave the boxed up woman both pleasure and discomfort.

She hated, and at the same time, loved her best friend for doing this to her.

The dildo repeatedly thrust into her body, driving the middle aged woman wild with lust. The machine suddenly stopped.

Lola gasped for air as she waited to see what the next speed would be.

Would the mindless contraption fuck her slowly and gently? Or would it pound her pussy mercilessly at a speed that no man could ever match?

Would Lola get a few minutes rest, or would the machine start up again in the next few seconds?

Lola had completely lost track of time. She had no idea how long it would be before Toy arrived and freed her from the box. She wasn't sure she would even be conscious when her lover showed up to fuck her before freeing her from the contraption.

The long arm of the machine began moving again. It moved in and out of her cunt at a slow, gentle speed.

Lola breathed a sigh of relief. She would be fucked slowly for awhile.

Then after a few seconds, the machine began to ram the dildo into Lola's stretched out cunt at high speed.

Lola screeched through the ball gag as the machine rammed the dildo into her pussy again and again. She felt like a jack hammer had been shoved into her twat.

The machine's metal arm was a blur as it repeatedly pounded Lola's tender cunt.

Lola could feel the dildo's rubber tip slamming into her cervix with each inward thrust. Her body began to prepare to cum again. Lola was seconds away from her next of many more orgasms. She braced herself as best she could. She knew this orgasm would be incredibly intense.

As the fucking machine repeatedly pounded her bottom out, Lola screamed into the gag as her body exploded with the most powerful orgasm she'd had so far.

Was Toy going to arrive before she lost her mind from all this intense sex? Would he get here before she passed out from all the pleasure this damned fucking machine was giving her?

Or would the mindless device fuck her to death before Toy got here?

Then another orgasm ripped through Lola's boxed up body. She pushed against the lid of the box with her arms, as her body exploded with excitement. "Fwuck," she screamed into the gag. "Fwuck, fwuck, fwuck."

Lola felt like she was going to pass out. Her boxed up body jerked involuntarily as the mind blowing orgasm threatened to rip her in two.

She repeatedly pounded the soles of her feet against the table top. Lola began to blubber into the gag. Darkness settled over the middle aged Dominatrix as she passed out from the incredible fuck she was getting.

The ranch house

Polly began to realize that Mistress had been gone longer than an hour. She knew the woman should have been back by now.

Was Mistress punishing her by making her wait longer than what she said she would.

Was this delayed waiting part of her lesson on being a good bottom?

As Polly stood there, another set of headlights lit up the road. This set of lights was coming from the other direction.

'Has Mistress returned?' She asked.

The pickup pulled into the driveway. The truck's headlights were shining against the front of the house.

Polly watched the truck come to a stop near the highway. She wailed in terror when the headlights went out.

The driver didn't pull around back like Polly had expected.

Had one of the trucks that passed by earlier returned? Was one of the ranchers she'd grown up around watching her from the cab of his truck? Did he intend to enter the house and rape her while she was shackled and helpless?

Polly began to squirm. She desperately hoped it was Mistress.

But if it was someone else, then she could end up being raped by one of her neighbors.

The shackled submissive truly hoped it was Mistress watching her.

But until the driver got out of the truck, there was no way to know.

Evelyn sat in the cab of her pickup watching her submissive lover.

Polly had followed her instructions to the letter. The gag was in place. Her pussy was shaved, and her arms were behind her back.

The raven haired rancher could see that the girl was frightened. She knew Polly thought someone else might be watching her.

A smile appeared on the Dominatrix face as she watched the girl squirm helplessly. "How long will you stand there not knowing for sure who it is who is watching you?" She quietly asked. "Is your heart pounding with fear? Do you feel shame? Is your pussy wet, my little submissive? Are you dreading my whip, or are you looking forward to it? You have no idea what is in store for you. But you will soon find out."

Polly tried to stop squirming, but her fear and embarrassment was too much. She couldn't see the truck well enough to know if it was Mistress or someone else.

The snow helped to light up the pickup a little, but not enough.

The only thing Polly could do was to wait to see what happened next.

Evelyn watched her submissive squirming in the window. Her cunt became inflamed as she observed her lover's helpless state. She unbuttoned her jeans, and slid her right hand beneath her panties.

Polly looked so vulnerable standing there.

Evelyn slid her middle finger into her wet pussy. She began to finger her cunt as she watched the girl squirm. Her thoughts drifted back to Lola.

"I'll bet Lola is about to lose her mind from the fucking that machine is giving her." A smile crossed Evelyn's pretty face. "She will be mad at me for a few days. But in the end, she will love me even more."

Polly's shame and fear increased as she watched the truck. Her sexual desire also became stronger. She didn't know who was watching her.

Was Mistress watching her?

Or was one of the drivers who had passed earlier watching her?

Visions of a faceless man popped into Polly's head.

He had taken his cock out of his pants, and was stroking himself as he watched her squirm helplessly.

Polly felt another wave of shame course through her helpless body. Her pussy tingled with desire as she stared at the pickup. Tears began running down the young woman's cheeks. She wanted to dive for cover, even though it would mean hurting herself in the process.

But Mistress had given her very specific orders.

Polly had no intention of disobeying those orders. She would stand there in fear and shame, and let whoever was in the truck stare at her nude form. "Pwease," she moaned into the ball gag. "Pwease be Mistwess."

Evelyn could see the fear mixed with hunger in her new lover's features. She watched as the young woman began to cry. She wanted to jump out of the truck' run into the house, and hug her lover. However, she knew that Polly needed this.

The girl needed to feel helpless. She wouldn't be happy unless her life was controlled by someone else. She also needed to feel the shame and humiliation of being exposed and vulnerable. The pretty brunette was desperate to give herself to her mistress, even if that meant being subjected to unthinkable acts.

Evelyn decided that Polly had waited long enough to receive her whipping. She withdrew her finger from her pussy. She buttoned her pants, and then started the engine.

Polly watched the truck as it drove around the side of the house. She recognized the vehicle as it moved past the bay window.

It was Mistress. She was home.

Polly broke down and began to sob uncontrollably. Her heart was filled with joy. A downward glance at the whip quickly reminded the young woman that her evening was just getting started.

The sex shop

Lola slowly began to regain consciousness. She wasn't sure where she was at first.

But the repeated thrusting of the sex machine immediately reminded her of her predicament. The device was running at slow speed.

Lola's pussy was still moist from the lubricant, mixed with her own fluids, but she was beginning to feel like her cunt would begin to dry out soon.

Without the lubricant, she would have to rely on her own orgasmic juices to keep from being fucked dry.

Lola wasn't sure she was capable of cumming any more. She'd already had more orgasm than she'd ever experienced in one night.

Could the machine milk more orgasms from her exhausted body?

The machine stopped moving.

Lola was relieved at first. Then the thought that she had been out cold began to creep into her mind. She had no idea how long she had been unconscious. She might have been out for a few minutes, or perhaps a couple of hours. For all Lola knew, Toy might walk in any minute.

Then again, he might not come in for another hour or more.

Lola decided to try pushing the machine away again. But when she attempted to straighten her legs, she discovered that her knees had locked up. She couldn't straighten her legs. She tried to straighten her left leg, but her knee wouldn't bend. She then tried to move her right leg. With great effort, she managed to straighten her leg.

A loud pop filled the air as Lola straightened her leg.

Lola grimaced in pain. She began flexing her leg back and forth to get the blood circulating again. Once the pain dissipated, she forced her left leg to straighten out.

Her other knee popped, but there wasn't nearly as much discomfort this time. She worked her leg for several minutes until she felt like she could use her legs again.

Placing the balls of her feet against the base of the fucking machine, Lola tried to push the dildo out of her worn out cunt.

Unfortunately, even though the machine barely weighed fifty pounds, the boxed up woman couldn't move the device. The sex machine had sucked all of her energy from her boxed up body.

Lola's vaginal walls sucked on the dildo that was buried deep in her loins.

Even though she was physically exhausted from being fucked for so long, and sore in more places than she cared to count, her body still craved the repeated thrusts of the machine.

The metal bar began to move again.

Lola groaned as the machine once again began to fuck her worn out cunt.

"Toy," she screamed through the ball gag.

The house

Evelyn grabbed her bag and climbed out of the cab of the pickup. She then walked to the rear of the truck, and retrieved the bondage box.

The box had slid to the back of the pickup's bed as Evelyn drove home.

She then approached the kitchen door.

Polly stood there, struggling to gain control of her emotions as she heard Mistress' boot steps on the back porch.

The young submissive had wanted to surrender herself to a dominant woman for such a long time. Now that she had done so, her emotions had become a mixed up jumbled mess.

Evelyn had brought out feelings in Polly that she had never been unable to understand. The Dominatrix made her feel vulnerable and afraid. She also made Polly feel like she truly belonged to someone for the first time in her life.

Polly felt completely helpless. She was both terrified and turned on by the thought of being strung up and whipped with Mistress' bullwhip. Standing in front of the big bay window, handcuffed, and gagged, as her neighbors drove past made her feel embarrassed, while at the same time, more sexually stimulated than ever before. Her newly deflowered cunt was on fire.

Evelyn slid the key into the back door. Her heart was racing a mile a minute. If she handled this correctly, Polly would be hers for life. If she made a mistake, the young woman would be devastated.

"This is it," she muttered as she turned the key. "Don't fuck up." Evelyn pushed the back door open, and stepped inside.

Polly heard the key turn in the back door's lock. She gasped into the gag.

The time was at hand.

Mistress had returned to administer Polly's punishment.

The young submissive wanted to turn and face the kitchen door, so she could see Mistress' arrival, but the beautiful Dominatrix had told her to face the big bay window.

The sound of the closing door made Polly jump with fear. She then heard the sound of something being placed on the kitchen floor.

Whatever Mistress had set down was made of wood.

Polly listened intently as Mistress' boots thudded on the hardwood floor.

Another truck passed the bay window.

Polly hardly noticed the passing vehicle. Her heart began to pound in her chest. Her breathing became ragged.

Evelyn strode into the living room. She let her gaze take in the young woman's sexy young body. Her eyes locked onto Polly's reddened buttocks for a few moments. She absorbed the vision of the handcuffed beauty standing before her. Evelyn tossed her truck keys on a nearby table.

The sound of the keys clattering onto the table made Polly's heart skip a beat.

Evelyn walked over to her young lover. Standing behind Polly, she checked the handcuffs to make sure they were good and tight.

Polly whimpered as her mistress checked the cuffs. She didn't dare turn around.

"Have you done everything I instructed?"

Polly quickly nodded.

"Did you shave all your pubic hair off?"

Once again, Polly nodded yes.

Evelyn's gaze fell to the cuffs around Polly's ankles. She saw the dried semen spatter on the floor. She also saw the round spot in the center of the dried cum.

The gag had indeed been coated with some of Toy's sperm as she'd suspected it would be.

Evelyn slowly turned Polly to face her.

The girl immediately lowered her gaze. She noticed the bag in Mistress' left hand. She instantly recognized the bag as a shopping bag from Miss Lola's erotic book store.

Evelyn gripped the girl's chin and forced her to look up. "Were you aware that some of Toy's cum was on the ball gag when you picked it up?"

A tear ran down the young woman's left cheek. The young woman began to tremble. She didn't know what to do. She didn't want Mistress to be angry. That could mean receiving more lashes. Deciding to be truthful, she slowly nodded.

"Did you wash, or wipe the sperm off of the gag, before putting it in your mouth?"

More tears began running down the girl's cheeks. She slowly shook her head.

"So, even though you knew the gag had been lying in Toy's sperm, you did what I instructed and cleaned the gag with your mouth?"

Polly nodded once again.

"Could you taste Toy's cum on the gag?"

The girl's nod was barely noticeable. Her pretty features revealed the shame she was experiencing.

Evelyn felt a great sense of pride wash through her.

Polly had obeyed her commands to the letter.

The powerful Dominatrix pressed her lips against her lover's ball gagged mouth, kissing her hard. Breaking the kiss, she reached out and caressed the young woman's left cheek. "I am very proud of you. You followed my instructions, even though that meant putting some of Toy's sperm in your mouth."

More tears began flowing down Polly's cheeks. Only this time they were tears of joy.

"Polly; I truly am very proud of you. However, I still must punish you. If I let you go without punishing you, it would set a bad example. I wouldn't be doing my job as your Mistress if I let your earlier disobedience go unpunished, would I?"

Polly shook her head. She knew she had to take her punishment. Whether she meant to or not, she had disobeyed Mistress' instructions.

Evelyn moved Polly back a step. She then reached up and grasped the end of the rope.

Polly kept her gaze on Mistress as the woman pulled the rope down until it hung mere inches off the floor.

Evelyn helped Polly to sit on the floor.

The rope hung in front of Polly's torso.

The girl was confused. She didn't understand why Mistress was making her sit on the floor, or why the rope hung so low.

Evelyn took out the handcuff key and removed the ankle cuffs. Tossing the cuffs aside, she reached into the bag and took out a package. She opened the lid, and then removed a pair of ankle cuffs. The cuffs were black, wide, and thick. They were made of heavy duty rawhide.

Polly didn't dare take her eyes off Mistress' face, even though she was curious what the woman had in her hand.

Evelyn noticed the girl's curiosity. She held the ankle cuffs up so her lover could see them. "You may look at them."

Polly was instantly fascinated with the cuffs. She had seen cuffs like these in the bondage magazines.

The women in the magazine usually wore cuffs around their ankles so that a short chain could be attached to the rings in the leather. Often they were hung upside down by the cuffs.

The fact that Polly was sitting on the floor, and the rope had been pulled down low began to sink in.

The gagged woman's eyes grew wide with fear.

Mistress intended to whip her while she was strung up by her ankles.

Polly gazed at her lover. Her pretty features were filled with terror.

Evelyn returned the young woman's gaze. "Yes Polly, I intend to string you up by your ankles, and give you twenty five lashes."

Polly bit down hard on the ball gag. She was torn between the terror of being hung upside down, and whipped, and her powerful desire to be used by her mistress.

Evelyn took one cuff and wrapped it around Polly's left ankle. She buckled it in place, making sure it was good and tight.

The handcuffed woman had to use all her willpower not to take her eyes off Mistress' face.

Evelyn then wrapped the other cuff around Polly's right ankle. She secured the cuff, and then checked it like she had checked the other one.

The cuffs were wrapped securely around Polly's ankle bones. The heavy steel rings that were attached to the leather cuffs pointed inward.

Evelyn took out the blister pack and opened it. She held up a short, heavy, spreader bar for Polly to see.

The spreader bar was a foot and a half long. It had heavy clasps on either end. Metal eyes were attached near the ends of the bar.

Polly stared at the bar in fear.

Evelyn knew that Lola was right about Polly. But sill, she wanted to give the girl one last chance to back out. "Polly, do you understand what is about to happen?"

The gagged woman nodded her understanding.

"You can back out if you want to. All you have to do is shake your head no, and I will release you."

Polly wanted to shake her head no. The thought of being strung upside down and whipped was intensely terrifying.

But Mistress wanted this. Mistress had gone to a lot of trouble to make this happen.

To shake her head was an unbearable concept to the submissive. She belonged to this lovely Dom, and she intended to surrender completely to her mistress, no matter what the consequences. Besides, the fear she was experiencing was also exciting the young submissive sexually. Polly lifted her left leg, and waited for mistress to attach the clasp to the ankle cuff's ring.

Evelyn clipped the spreader bar to the cuff. She then grasped Polly's right foot and lifted it.

Polly's shaved pussy came into view.

Evelyn took in the sight of the girl's deflowered cunt as she attached the other end of the bar to the cuff.

With this new position, Polly's pussy lips would be a most inviting target.

Evelyn clipped the cuff to the bar, and then lowered the girl's feet to the floor.