Torment Ch. 08 - Halloween Special

Being caught wasn't scary.

It was thrilling!

Barbara walked proudly down the hall and into her home. She saw the light coming from the bedroom. Turning to where she assumed she would find Sasha she yet again became momentarily distracted by the rhythmic tapping of her heels on the hard wood floors.

With a happy smile on her face Barbara walked into the bedroom and paused, stunned by what she now saw.

Sasha had changed.

Gone was he matching outfit she and Sasha had been 'twinning' for Halloween. The stunning woman standing before her wore an outfit Barbara had not seen before.

Sasha flaunted her body wearing a form fitting black corset. Black glossy PVC thigh high stiletto boots adorned her feet. Black opera gloves covered her hands and adorned her arms up to the middle of her upper arm. A black panty covered her womanhood.

Sasha had changed her hair style as well. He cute school girl style from before was replaced. Sasha had brushed it back and her auburn hair was pulled back into a long straight and tight pony tail.

Sasha was standing imperiously near the center of the room between the bed and the bedroom door.

Barbara's breath caught at the vision of beauty and power confronting her. Sasha held a glass of red wine. Sitting on the bed behind her was a riding crop, handcuffs, shackles, and a small length of chain.

"You bought my favorite wine." Barbara said, still using her feminine voice. She caught a glimpse of another glass of wine already poured, sitting next to the wine bottle on the nightstand by the bed.

The bottle of Merlot was their favorite red wine, seeing the label on the bottle also delighted her "And from my favorite winery too." This must be the last surprise, Barbara assumed.

Sasha smiled at me "There's still more, later." She winked. "A toast; 'to us, may we always love and respect each other.'"

"To us." Barbara agreed as she took the goblet of wine.

A pleasant tone rang out softly when the crystal wine goblets touched. Sasha was serving the wine in their wedding crystals. Tonight was truly something special.

Barbara took a small sip of her wine and took the moment to enjoy the bouquet, savor the subtle smoky smooth taste of the merlot on her palate, and watch the 'legs' of the wine in her glass as they ran back down inside the bowl of the goblet to the balance of the wine in the bowl.

Sasha reached out and pulled Barbara closer to her. Sasha pulled Barbara's head into a deep and passionate kiss. Her lips parted slightly and she used her tongue to tentatively explore Barbara's lips. Sasha pushed forward with her tongue, parting Barbara's lips and forcing her way into Barbara's mouth. Gently caressing Barbara's lips and teeth with her tongue, Barbara succumbed to her, opened her mouth and let Sasha's tongue explore and joust with Barbara's.

Barbara was lost in the pleasure of Sasha's kiss and gasped for air. Sasha took the opportunity and delved deep with her tongue into Barbara's willing mouth. She used her tongue to explore, titillate and tantalize Barbara's mouth. Sasha withdrew her tongue and pushed Barbara away, letting Barbara take a deep breath and recover.

"Mmm, you sure know how to kiss." Barbara remarked lustily.

"Because I like who I'm kissing." Sasha retorted.

Sasha took another sip of her wine and Barbara did so as well. She took a larger sip, now comparing the taste of the wine to the pleasure of Sasha's deep French kiss. There really was no comparison. Wine was great but Sasha's kiss was better. Barbara felt the struggle of her tucked and trapped cock strain against the adhesive holding it bent back between her legs. She hoped Sasha would set her free to use her cock tonight. She really wanted to move this interlude further into the bedroom.

"Do you trust me?" Sasha asks.

"Of course I do." Barbara's response was automatic. To her it was a truly strange question. Why would she even ask that?

"Because you need to be punished." Sasha stated holding Barbara's eyes with her own in a steady and firm gaze.

Oh...

"Oh." Barbara said. She swooned a bit. Her penis throbbed in contained excitement.

It was amazing how few words it took to compel Barbara to slip into complete submission.

"Do you remember the safe word?" Sasha asked.

Barbara's heart was beating in her throat, her excitement preventing her from speaking.

She nodded her head yes.

Sasha set her wine glass down and took Barbara's glass, setting it down as well. Sasha steadied Barbara with one hand and guided her by her arm, leading her up onto the bed, and had her kneel on the center.

Once centered on the bed Sasha placed Barbara's hands behind her back and secured them with the handcuffs. Sasha took the shackles and secured them around Barbara's ankles. She next took the short length of chain and connected the shackles to the handcuffs. She took a step back to admire her handiwork.

Barbara pulled delicately on the cuffs and could feel the restraints pull up against the shackles around her ankles. Barbara's breathing grew heavy with excitement.

Sasha smiled sweetly at Barbara...and then placed a sleep mask over her eyes. Blindfolded, Barbara was now plunged into darkness. Her bosom began to heave in excitement.

Barbara felt Sasha push on her shoulders. As Barbara was bent over on her knees her short tartan pleated mini-skirt rode up leaving her red and white tartan ruched panties exposed. As she was forced down she could feel the chain hogtying her handcuffs to her shackles pull up and nestle between her buttocks, forcing her panties to also delve deeply between the cleft of her bottom.

Barbara felt her face rest upon a pillow. The position was awkward but not terribly uncomfortable. Barbara heard Sasha take something from in front of her and felt Sasha's hands at her collar. Barbara heard the click and then felt the tug of a line pulled from her collar.

Sasha stepped back to admire her handwork. Barbara tried to sit up but couldn't. The line from her collar was now affixed to the headboard of the bed. Barbara was now bent over face down on her knees. Her hands and ankles were cuffed and hogtied to each other. Her full, firm, round bottom was exposed by the failure of her short skirt to be long enough to cover her panty and her panty was now nestled between her smooth and clear butt cheeks with the chain used to hogtie her.

Sasha admired her feminized slutty school girl husband and his helplessness before her. Her panty grew wet as her excitement grew. Sasha picked up the riding crop she had laid out with the restraints earlier. She wondered what Barbara was thinking right now.

Barbara's penis throbbed painfully in trapped excitement and desire.

At first she could feel Sasha teasing her.

Barbara felt Sasha's hands brush across her chest, her belly, her bottom and her back.

Sasha's fingers were tracing sinuous pathways around the edges of Barbara's bra and blouse, moving slowly down to trace the edge of the waist of her mini skirt. Sasha skipped over the skirt with her hands and touched her bottom and traced her fingers down the back of her thighs, even playfully snapping the silicon elastic of the stay up bands of her thigh high stockings.

Barbara flinched as Sasha touched her legs with the tip of her riding crop. Starting low by her high heels and ankle straps Sasha traced lazy lines up one leg, across Barbara's bottom and then back down the other thigh and leg.

Barbara flinched again when Sasha took the tip of the crop and placed it neatly between her butt cheeks. Sasha used the tip to gently tap the small hogtie chain. Barbara used all her control and willpower to try and remain calm despite her growing excitement.

Sasha's gentle use of the tip of the crop made Barbara startle when the crop tapped against her inner thighs. Barbara stifled a moan as Sasha took the crop and slid it between her thighs against her trapped and tucked penis. The thin crop frustrating her mercilessly as the stimulation was enough to tease and torment her but not enough to build pleasure or trigger an orgasm. The head of her penis had begun to leak small amounts of precum and her tartan ruched panties had a small wet spot, slowly spreading and growing at the center.

Barbara couldn't suppress her mewl of pleasure when Sasha gently raked her fingernails against Barbara's trapped cock. Barbara could feel her shaft twitch with anticipation and mewled again in frustration. The adhesive holding her cock in place, tucked back and glued down showed no signs of giving way and coming free or allowing her release.

Barbara was now keening in desire for release and for pleasure. Her frustrations were only growing and her panties were becoming soaked with precum leaking from the head of her penis.

Lost in the tactile pleasure from Sasha's riding crop and fingernails let the blow from the crop catch her completely by surprise!

Barbara yipped in pain as the crop struck her exposed bottom.

Sasha waited for a moment, watching Barbara's reaction. She listened as Barbara hissed from pain then...moan? She waited a moment longer to give Barbara the opportunity to use the safe word. When Barbara remained quiet, she brought the crop back slowly ready for another strike.

Barbara wanted to rub the stinging stripe on her bare ass but wisely kept her fingers clear. Barbara struggled against her cuffed hands. As she struggled, another blow, on her other ass cheek, whipped upon her ass.

Barbara yipped in pain again but suppressed her cry quickly. The pain of the strike hurt, but as the heat penetrated her bottom it slowly transformed. Now, it started to feel...good!

Another blow back on her left ass cheek left another red stripe of heat, caused another yip of pain, and another blow on her right ass cheek followed that.

Strike after strike, seconds apart rained down upon the smooth clear skin of Barbara's full and round bare bottom from Sasha's riding crop.

Blow after blow landed leaving red marks on the spot of her pain and humiliation. Each blow drawing from Barbara another high pitched feminine yip and cry...of ecstasy.

Barbara broke down as a wave of endorphins flooded her mind and embraced her whipping.

With ten strikes to each butt cheek, Sasha finally stopped Barbara's punishment.

She had been monitoring Barbara after each strike, gauging her blows with Barbara's response to ensure she didn't actually cause too much pain. She timed her strikes a few seconds apart. After each yip or cry of pain Sasha noted that something had changed.

"Did you...like that?" Sasha asked in wonderment.

Desperate now, Barbara pleaded with Sasha "Please honey, more, I'm so close, please free my cock. I want to cum. I want to cum inside you."

Sasha was taken completely by surprise. She had been expecting the safe word from the moment the first swat with the riding crop struck and was impressed and surprised each time she stayed quiet.

Was Barbara a pain slut?

"Oh really? What will you do if I let your cock free and let you come inside me?"

"Anything you want." Barbara cried. Barbara tried to lift up but the lash from her collar to the head board held firm. She tried to shift her body a bit and spread her knees further apart and failed at that as well.

Sasha enjoyed watching her submissive, feminized, and apparently masochistic husband/girlfriend squirm in place on the bed.

"Anything? So you want to do anything to please me?"

"Yes, anything!" Barbara begged.

"Oh you are so naughty, dressed like a dirty little whore, promising anything."

Barbara could feel Sasha's fingers flick against her straining trapped cock. She arched her back lower and thrust her hips down desperate to give Sasha greater access to her trapped penis. She needed to cum!!!

"Mmm" Barbara moaned into her pillow. Sasha's touch was electric. Desperate and lost in lust she eagerly played along.

"Yes, I'm you're dirty little whore and I will do anything."

"Dirty little whores take it up the ass, don't they?" Sasha replied.

"Yes, they do." Barbara babbled, lost in lust. Barbara thrust up again in another ridiculous attempt to put her cock into Sasha's hand.

"Say it" she coos, "I want you to say it".

Barbara didn't hesitate. She couldn't hesitate if she wanted to. She wanted it so bad!

"Dirty little whores take it up the ass. They love to get fucked up the ass. Please fuck me up the ass...Mistress" Barbara begged, her girl voice becoming hoarse with lust and desire.

"Such a good little whore."

Barbara was frustrated and horny, tied up and kneeling on the bed, desperate.

Barbara heard the heel taps of Sasha's stiletto heels on the bedroom flooring. It sounded like she went to their closet as she heard rustling. Barbara again heard heel taps coming closer and then felt the bed shift as Sasha climbed onto the bed...behind her.

Barbara felt strain on her arms release as Sasha unclipped the hogtie tying her cuffs to her ankle shackles. She felt conflicting feelings, a sense of loss as the tight chain was lifted from the cleft of her bottom, as well as relief.

Next, Barbara felt Sasha pull her panty from the cleft of her ass and then the cold wet sensation of lubrication. Barbara's sphincter quivered in anticipation. Mewls of desire escaped her lips. When she felt the tip of Sasha's strap on press against the barrier of her anus, Barbara moaned wantonly in anticipation.

With her eyes still blindfolded Barbara relaxed her ass and gave herself over to the sensation...the stimulation...the ecstasy...of Sasha's fucking her.

Barbara could feel the tip penetrate her and the head of the strap on dildo slip past her anal ring. Her sphincter, long since trained and accustomed to anal intrusion gave way, but warily, as the long thick phallus penetrated her.

Sasha drove her dildo easily into Barbara's ass. She again admired the view of her submissive feminized husband submitting to her will. The head of her faux cock had slipped past Barbara's anal ring and her ass clamped tight around the circumference of the silicon strap on cock.

The view of Barbara's ass, speared by Sasha's strap-on shaft was electric and inspiring. Sasha totally understood now why men would get off on having a woman submit to them anally. The view alone was worth it!

After pausing and allowing Barbara to adapt and accustom herself to the head of her faux cock, Sasha thrust smoothly and evenly with her hips and slowly drove forth, burying the entire eight inch shaft inside Barbara's tight rear entry.

Barbara moaned freely as the cock slowly burrowed into her and didn't, couldn't stop moaning even after the faux balls of the faux cock rested up tight against the tip of Barbara's trapped penis.

"Only the best for you, Whore!" Sasha praised. Sasha's lap was now pressed up tight against the...welts...from the whipping on Barbara's bare ass. Sasha looked over Barbara's ass where the red stripes had turned white and raised up from her bottom. Sasha held herself tight against Barbara's ass and once again let Barbara's body adapt to the intrusion of eight inches of veiny silicon shaft now fully buried inside her body.

Sasha wiggled her hips, grinding into Barbara's ass with her strap on and against the welts on Barbara's ass with her hips, the motion that elicited another moan of pleasure as Barbara submitted fully to Sasha's dominance!

Sasha gently massaged the welts that had formed on Barbara's ass causing more mewls as well as causing Barbara's hips to sway.

Barbara felt Sasha's hands on her bare bottom and on the painfully warm welts inflicted by the riding crop. The sensation was both pleasurable and agonizing. The dichotomy was driving her wild. The welts hurt when Sasha massaged and caressed them but they also felt better from those same caresses.

Barbara involuntarily started rotating her hips to try and push away the pain yet embrace the relief she felt from Sasha's massage of her bottom. Soon she found she was practically rotating her ass around the penis pole stuck inside her.

Sasha tried to gently soothe the welts with her hands as Barbara adjusted to the strap on cock inside her and was surprised and pleased to see the effects of her attentions.

Barbara was grinding down on her strap on cock!

"You may be a whore but I wouldn't want to hurt you now...not too badly anyway." Sasha gleefully declared.

Sasha waited for many, many seconds, as Barbara tried to hump back upon her. With a sigh of satisfaction, Sasha relinquished her massage of Barbara's ass, grabbed Barbara by her hips, and pulled out.

"You are so tight!" Sasha announced, sliding her cock back out Barbara's ass.

Sasha pressed one finger against Barbara's tight anal ring clamped around her faux cock. She pressed hard but her finger could not quite penetrate with her silicon strap on cock already occupying Barbara's ass.

For her part, Barbara felt the pressure of Sasha's finger and the relief that came with a cock sliding out. She could also feel the disappointing sense of emptiness that came with it. This was offset by the smooth sensation of stimulation on her prostate as the veiny dildo rubbed inside her and stimulated her arousal.

More precum leaked from her bent penis.

Sasha slowly withdrew her cock until just the head and crown was inside Barbara. Once she saw Barbara's sphincter start to expand to let the head slip out Sasha pulled on Barbara's hips and drove back in, quickly filling her up again with the girthy dildo.

Barbara moaned in ecstasy as the dildo plunged precipitously inside her. The slide across her spot, her prostate, was intense! The pleasure could not be denied. Barbara's ass was stretched around the cock but no longer felt any discomfort or pain. Only pleasure remained as Barbara took Sasha's cock.

Barbara took the cock inside her again...and again...and again!

Sasha had acquired a rhythm and easily thrust her hips forward. She drew back each time until only the first inch of the strap-on remained buried inside her bitch.

Sasha smiled at the thought.

Her feminized husband was kneeling before her, submitting to her, taking her strap on cock up the ass, moaning like a dirty little whore!

Barbara could feel tears of joy welling up in her eyes. The pleasure was immeasurable and the intensity only built with each and every thrust of Sasha's cock.

Sasha's arousal was also growing. Her pussy had become wet with her natural lubrication as her arousal and desire grew. The nubbins on the back side of the strap on dildo mounting piece rubbed against her clitoris, lubricated by her pussy juices. The cock stimulated her clitoris every time she thrust into her bitch, her whore, and give her relief each time she backed out. Sasha was going to cum soon and she knew it.

The sensation of being filled was indescribable. Barbara luxuriated in the sensation of taking and being filled by Mistress Sasha's strap-on dildo. Her ass had relaxed to just the right point where she felt no pain and her ass remained tight enough to experience every inch of cock as it plowed into her. She marveled at how her entire body was being rocked back and forth as Sasha fucked her.

Only a year ago she would never have imagined taking anything up her ass...or thinking of herself as 'her', but here she was, dressed like a slut, on her knees, cuffed and shackled with a eight inches of hard silicone cock shoved deep inside her ass.

Barbara felt Sasha's hands let go of her hips and slip under her front tie top, her bra, under her silicon breast forms, and touch her nipples. Barbara gasped as Sasha pinched her nipples hard at the same time she thrust her cock into Barbara's tight ass!

Barbara's orgasm exploded upon her!

Sasha was so close. She could tell Barbara was close as well. She loved her dirty little whore and she wanted to orgasm with her at the same time.