Yesterday's Dreams

Donna's eye grew wide.

"How..."

"Donna, I know exactly what you plan to do. I have known since the last night we had sex in my car."

Her eyes grew even bigger with fright.

"So, tonight my dear is the last night we will ever see each other. After tonight, no matter how much you enjoy what I am going to do to you and I hope you don't, I will never see you again, no matter how much you beg."

"Please don't hurt me..."

"Hurt you, no I'm not going to hurt you, I'm going to make you feel good," Mike said sarcastically.

Chuckling to himself, Mike pulled a large black bag out from under the bed. He slowly started taking things, objects from inside and laying them on the bed next Donna where she could see them. The first things he laid out were the clip-type clothespins. He laid a whole package out, twenty-four in total.

"Oh Christ, no you're not..."

Mike slapped her thigh again. The flesh there was so tender and smooth. Donna yelped, then settled down to whimpering. Mike pulled the next object out. It was a piece of twine. The next thing he took out was a monster dildo, black. It flopped around as he held it up for Donna to see.

"God no, no, no you can't..."

The loud smack of Mike's hand on her thigh shut her up. The next thing he took out was a string of beads about an inch in diameter. Donna just groaned at the sight of them. Mike wondered if she knew what they were used for. Then he pulled from the bag a ball gag. Donna cried out when she saw it but didn't say a word. Mike moved up to her head with it. Donna clamped her mouth shut.

"Open or I'll open it for you," Mike said.

She hesitated. A loud smack filled the room. Her mouth opened and Mike put the ball in her mouth and fastened the straps behind her head. Now even if she wanted to talk, she couldn't. Mike smiled down at her and kissed her cheek. She pulled her head away from him. Laughing, Mike went back to the bag. Reaching inside he pulled a cat-o-nine tails out. Donna screamed when she saw it.

"What you don't like my little toy," Mike leered at her.

The nine tailed whip was made of thin leather straps, attached to a strong wooden handle. Mike twirled the whip around above his head. The individual straps made whooshing noises. Donna screamed again. Chuckling, Mike lay the whip down on the bed. The last thing he took from the bag was a large vibrator. Donna groaned when she saw it. Mike turned it on and the loud buzzing noise filled the bedroom. As Mike moved toward her, Donna groaned.

"I see you are familiar with my little friend here. I take it you have used one in the past?"

Donna just started up at him. A loud smack of hand against skin filled the room. Donna nodded vigorously. Mike chuckled and moved down the bed until he was staring at Donna's pussy. To his surprise she was wet. Very wet. He placed the vibrator tip against her clit. She took a deep, noisy breath through her nose. As Mike pressed the vibrator against her sensitive clit, he watched her hips start to buck.

"I see you enjoy a little buzz," Mike said.

Donna nodded, not wanting to be hit again. Nodding his head, Mike moved the vibrator down her slit until it was at the entrance to her vagina. Her hips were bucking wildly as Mike pressed the vibrator into her body. Donna screamed, her hips bucking up, trying to get more of the vibrator into her pussy. Mike pressed it in farther, he slid it in until it hit bottom. Donna was shaking and shivering with orgasm. Mike took his hand off the vibrator and picked up a clothespin. Squeezing, he opened the pin and placed it over one of her nipples. When he let it close, Donna started to shake her head back and forth. Her eyes were closed. Then she was screaming, her body racked by orgasm.

"So you like a little pain?" Mike asked.

Donna was too far gone to answer and even though Mike understood this, he still slapped her inner thigh, hard. She barely noticed. Mike noticed that the vibrator had slipped out a little. He pushed it back in until it would go no more. Still, in the throes of orgasm, Donna just gyrated her hips to the buzzing of the hard plastic shaped cock driving her crazy with lust.

Taking another clothespin, Mike placed it on her other nipple. Again she cried out, the sound of her scream muffled by the ball gag. She was having a little trouble breathing as her body used up the little bit of oxygen she could get through her nose. Mike unhooked the ball gag and let her breath. She sighed as she took a deep breath through her mouth.

"Please, no more, I can't take any more," she cried.

"Sure you can, you can take a lot more," Mike told her.

Mike reached in the bag and took another item out. It was a mouth ring gag. It wouldn't muffle her cries, but it would keep her mouth open and she could breathe easier unless Mike was shoving his cock through the ring into her open mouth.

"No, no, please no," Donna cried.

"Yes, yes, yes. I don't want you biting me. Now open wide," Mike told her one of his hands raised to strike her leg.

She opened her mouth and Mike inserted the ring and secured the straps behind her head. Looking into her mouth he inserted a finger and played with her tongue a bit.

"Oh this is going to be nice," he said.

The vibrator had slipped part way out. He pushed it back in. He picked up another pin. Holding it open he ran two fingers down around her clit and pressed in. It popped right out. He placed the pin on her clit. She screamed as it closed on her sensitive flesh. Tugging it a little he tested to see if it was firmly in place. Donna once more cried out. It was getting harder to tell if it was in pain or pleasure. Standing back to admire his handy work, Mike undressed. He watched Donna watch him. She stared intently at him as he took his clothes off. Her hips were bucking uncontrollably. Her tits were swaying around her chest to the movements of her hips.

Climbing up on the bed, Mike knelt by her head. Looking down into her eyes he began to masturbate. Donna's eyes widened. Mike smiled evilly down at her. It only took a few minutes for him to reach orgasm. When he did, he pushed his cock into her mouth and came. Squirt after squirt filled her mouth.

"Swallow, swallow it all," he ordered.

With a little nod of her head, Donna swallowed. And swallowed again. Mike pulled his cock from her mouth and wiped it off on her cheek and in her hair. She just cried as her hips bucked to the buzzing plastic cock in her pussy.

Chapter 14

Next Mike took the twine and tied it to the ends of all three clothespins. Once done he started yanking on the string. Each time he did, Donna jerked and sighed. Pulling the vibrator from her pussy, Mike knelt between her thighs. He watched her labia as they opened and closed each time he tugged on the string. Leaning down he sucked them into the mouth as far as they would go. His forehead was bumping the clothespin causing Donna to jerk and sigh.

Reaching up, Mike unclipped the wooden clamp. Donna sighed and relaxed, at least until Mikes' mouth sucked up her hard clit. Then she was shaking and pulling on her restraints. Little whimpers escaped her mouth through the ring gag. Mike was hard again. He moved up between her thighs and slipped his cock into her. He was all the way in on the first thrust. She moaned when he hit her cervix. He pushed in farther, his cock head against her cervix. She cried out in pain.

"Gno gno," she cried.

Mike pushed hard against her cervix. Donna screamed in pain.

"Goo far, goo far," she cried.

Mike pulled back and slammed into her hard. Again and again, he pulled out and slammed back into her body. He kept up the assault on her poor body until he came, filling her with his thick hot come. When he pulled his cock out of her she sighed with release. Mike then picked up the big black dildo. Donna screamed and he hadn't even pushed it up into her. Taking the lube, he coated the head of the dildo, smiling down at Donna the whole time. She was shivering, tears were rolling down the side of her face.

When the dildo touched her labia, she screamed once again. Then he pushed it into her. Not fast, just a steady pressure. She didn't scream, she was moaning and whimpering as the black rubber cock slid into her body. It didn't go in far, only about five inches before it pressed against her cervix. She moaned as Mike stopped there. Then he pushed on the rubber cock and it slipped in another inch. Donna groaned and her hips started to buck. She was trying to fuck herself on the large dildo.

"So you like that?"

Donna nodded, remembering what would happen when she didn't answer. Mike nodded back at her and pushed even harder. This time she screamed. Mike let up. He picked up the discarded clothes pin and placed it back where it was. Donna yelled out in pain as it clamped down on her tender clit. Rocking back on his heels, Mike grabbed the string and yanked on it. Donna cried out. Then he hit the dildo with his fist. Donna screamed.

For the next ten minutes, he alternated between the string and the dildo. Then he did both at the same time and she screamed even louder. Her hips were bucking and she was squirting past the dildo.

"I seem to have struck a cord, so to speak," Mike said.

He tugged the string and hit the dildo. Donna grunted, her body shaking violently. She had just come and come hard. While she was in the throes of orgasm, Mike pulled hard on the string, ripping all three pins from her body. She screamed and she creamed. Her pussy was now a milky mess. The black cock was coated with her come. Mike pulled it out of her as fast as he could. She cried out and her body shook again.

Mike knelt beside her and struck her pussy with his open hand. She screamed. Then screamed again. She was still coming and she kept on coming. With each strike of his hand, Donna came harder than she had ever come before. She was still pissed at him for doing this to her, but she was kind of enjoying it. At least he wasn't trying to stick her with needles like Dave. Then a darkness crept over Donna's thoughts and the room was suddenly dark.

She woke to a candlelit room. Mike was sitting beside her, she was still shackled to the bed, but her gag was out of her mouth, he was doing something with a candle. He looked at her when she raised her head to see what he was doing.

"Ah, you're awake. Good, now I can give you, your present."

He turned so she could see what he had in his hand.

"You're not," she said.

"I am. Then every time Dave or Harry rubs up against you, you'll think of me," Mike said proudly.

"I won't let you..."

"You have no say in the matter," Mike yelled.

Donna shivered as he moved closer with the piercing gun. She knew what it was, she knew how it worked, she knew it would be painful. Mike placed the apparatus over her left nipple and pulled the first trigger. The clamps came together, trapping her nipple between them. She sucked in her breath at the pressure and slight pain. Then he pulled the second trigger. Lightning flashed through her chest. She thought she was going to pass out.

"Breath, deep breath, deep breath," Mike told her.

She did as she was told and forestalled her faint. Looking down at her breast, she saw the pin was through her nipple. Mike was removing the gun. Next, he threaded the other end of the bar. This is exactly what Dave had wanted to do to her. Well, it looked as though Mike had beat him to it. Mike was swabbing her nipple with hydrogen peroxide. Then he slathered on some kind of ointment.

"This will keep you from getting an infection. Twice a day. Once when you get up, once when you go to bed. Even if you don't keep the jewelry in."

"Now untie me."

"We're not done yet. One more little stick of a needle then I'll release you."

"Not my other nipple?"

"No. Your clit."

"Oh god no," she cried.

"Oh god yes. It won't hurt all that much."

Mike moved between her legs, still held by the rope. Moving up to her pussy, Mike positioned the piercing gun. Donna felt it slip easily under the hood of her clit. The cold metal now pressing against her clit excited her. She felt the pressure as the clamp squeezed the skin of her hood. Then the sharp pain of that flesh being pierced. Mike was slipping something into the just made hole in her skin. Then he held a mirror so she could see the silver ring he had placed there.

"Fine, now let me go."

Mike shook his head as he applied the hydrogen peroxide and then the ointment. Then he untied her feet. Moved up to the head of the bed and unshackled her. She lay there, her stiff muscles refusing to answer her. Mike took her wrists and pulled her arms down to her side. He was none too gentle about it. Then he grabbed a foot and bent her knee. She yelped in pain. Then he did the other. She yelped again.

"You are free to go."

"I want to clean up first."

"No, you are free to go. You do anything but get dressed and leave and I will tie you up again and do many more despicable things to you. I'll stick the big black cock up your ass or maybe down your throat. Or maybe I'll use all twenty-four pins on you. Go."

Donna looked at him dumbfounded. She slowly climbed out of the bed and began to dress. With each movement, she groaned in pain. Mike just stood there smiling at her. She looked up at him as she sat on the edge of the bed putting on her shoes. He just stood there a look of indifference on his face.

"We could have had a good thing..."

"That was never your plan. I was just a piece of meat to you. Someone to use."

"No, no, I...no you weren't."

"Go and don't come back. And if your friend Dave ever darkens my doorstep I will beat the pulp out of him. I'm pretty sure you won't tell Harry about this, will you?"

"Fuck you," she shouted.

"Don't, just go."

"How am I going to get home, you drove."

"I don't care, walk, call a cab, call that asshole Dave. I don't care.

Donna opened her mouth to say something, then thought better of it and turned and left. She slammed the front door on her way out. Mike just shook his head and sat on the bed. He wanted to go after her. He knew he couldn't. He needed to talk to someone. He picked up the phone and dialed a number.

"Pam?"

"What is it, Mike?" She sensed something was wrong.

"Could you come over, I need someone to talk to."

"Be there in forty minutes."

"I'll be here, the front door is open."

Chapter 15

Pam found him in the bedroom, sitting on the bed, surrounded by all the paraphernalia he had used on Donna.

"Mike?" she asked softly.

"Oh Pam," he sobbed. "I'm afraid I've gone and done something terrible."

"You didn't kill anyone?"

"No, god no, not yet at least."

Pam went to him.

"Would you like to get dressed?" she asked softly.

"I don't know."

"Would you like me to undress."

"I don't know. If you want, maybe, I don't know."

Pam stood there and stripped her clothes off. When she was naked she sat down next to him.

"Tell aunt Pam what you did."

"Oh god. Where to start? I know. You know I have been seeing other women?"

"Yes, you told me. Your cousin and some girl from school named Donna."

"Yes. There was another but she is gone."

"What do you mean by gone?"

"She moved to California with her sister and brother in law."

"Oh. Just making sure."

"Pam, I wouldn't kill anyone except to save a life or defend myself."

"Okay, sweetheart. Tell me what happened here," she said looking around.

From what she could see there was no blood, just what she assumed were sex fluids. The room smelled of sex. Mike smelled of sex.

"Donna was here. I knew in the near future she was going to hurt me by dumping me. I beat her to it."

"You beat her?"

"No, well yes, but not the way you think. I tied her to the bed, then had my way with her. I tortured her. I fucked her with those," he said pointing at the dildos. "I used the clothespins on her tender parts. I even pierced her nipple and clit. I was a bastard to her. I made sure she experienced pain. The kind of pain I would have experienced if she had dumped me. The kind of pain I had experienced. I know this doesn't sound sane."

"Let me see if I have this straight. You brought a girl here and performed some bondage and discipline along with some sadomasochism. Is that about it?"

"Yes."

"Sounds kinky. I'd like to try the B and D with you. I don't know about the S and M though."

"I'm not like that. Although, the thought of tying you to the bed and having my way with you whenever I want is kind of appealing."

"No need, you can have me whenever you want without tying me up."

"There is that."

"Now, how are you feeling?"

"Still...confused. I remember really loving her."

"Ah, I see. What do you mean remember?"

"This is going to be a tough one," Mike said. He looked at Pam, then nodded. "You have to promise never to tell anyone, and I mean anyone, what I'm going to tell you now. Promise?"

"I promise," Pam said without hesitation. "You should know you can trust me with anything."

"I know. I just want to impress upon you how important this is."

"Okay, okay, get on with it." Pam was impatient to know what the big secret was.

"Sometime early in the twenty-first century, they invent time travel, but not the kind you would normally think of. They send your mind back in time with all the knowledge you have to a time in your past to live your life back then over again."

"What?"

"I have come back in time some fifty years."

"Huh? You're bull shitin' me?"

"No. I came back in time, well my mind did. My body is still in twenty-fourteen."

"Am I there?"

"You are."

"Where am I, who am I with?"

"I can't tell you that."

"Fine. Just checking. Go ahead, you came back in time, so what?"

"Well I know what is going to happen to me, who does me wrong, who does me right," Mike said leering at Pam. "And I wanted to change my life, for the better."

"Have you?"

"Yes. You and I never... hooked up in my past life."

"We didn't?"

"No. Nor did my cousin or Laura or Linda."

"Linda?"

"The girl that moved."

"Oh. So why did you crap on Donna?"

"She hurt me last time through. Bad. I was messed up for years after her."

"You should have come seen me."

"By then you were gone."

"Gone?"

"Moved away."

"How did..."

"Don't worry, you will be happy."

"Good to know. But what about us?"

"There is no us. What we have now is a good time, that will end when you..."

"Something you can't tell me?"

"Yes, I can't tell you."

"How are you feeling now?"

"Better. Just having you here is good medicine. You are good for me now."

"I'm glad. How do you feel about what you did to Donna?"

"She deserved it, in case you didn't get that from me before."

"I got it. I was just checking now."

"I guess back in my previous time through I knew she was bad news."

"What do you mean?"

"Pam, she was... is very, very pretty."

"Oh. And."

"And I always wondered why me."

"Mike, Michael, you are a very handsome man. You have always been a handsome, good-looking man, boy, whatever. Whenever you have been around me, my girlfriends all wanted to know you, be introduced to you. I'm afraid I kept them away because I wanted you all to myself."

"I wish I had known that."

"What do you think I took you in the bathroom for? But you, you couldn't read the signals. You could have done anything you wanted to me that first time. Anything."

Mike was stunned, even though she had told him this before, he thought it was just words.

"Well?" Pam prompted.

"I didn't realize that back then. I guess I didn't realize it my whole life last time."

"Oh Mike," Pam whispered.

She wrapped her arms around him and kissed his cheek. He sighed moving for the first time and wrapping his arms around her.

"You feel good," he told her.