1. The White Box


    Date: 3/28/2016, Categories: Fiction, Cock & ball torture, Cruelty, Slavery, Torture, Water Sports/Pissing, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 85.2, Source: sexstories.com

    Dana onto her tiptoes. That was just one of the items I’d bought this afternoon. I was about to leave her, but turned back, gripped a corner of the duct tape that covered her mouth and pulled hard. Dana howled in pain. I laughed. “You have a lot more to look forward to, my dear. Your pain has just begun.” “You’ll never get away with killing me.” “Kill you? Not me! Actually, I plan to let you go free—you and your lover both. It’ll be either Saturday or Sunday, but I doubt you’ll tell anyone about me, not by the time I’m done with you. I’ll be back soon, just in time to deal with good old Rolf.” I walked out, again locking the heavy door behind me. I left to do some more shopping, buying what I needed and returning by 5:30 knowing that Dana and Rolf had a celebratory dinner date at seven. By now he was no doubt wondering why Dana hadn’t phoned him with the good news. Nonetheless, I was sure he’d show up for his big date, the culmination of their planning. Unfortunately, I’d be the one celebrating. I opened the root cellar door, my arms laden with bags. I was back out into the basement for my drill and a small ladder. Five minutes later I had drilled pilot holes in the heavy wooden beams above and was threading in two heavy-duty screw eyes. I had to use all my strength to get them in the final inch—the inch that would ensure that a puny Rolf would never escape. A special rock drill bored holes deep into the thick blocks of schist that made up the floor where special anchors ...
    were sunk to hold the eye bolts that would secure his legs. Four lengths of braided nylon rope were attached and I was ready. I stretched Dana even more and left her hanging in the cool cellar. She screamed at me, cursing me, but I’d get the last laugh. I could barely hear her once the door was closed. I poked my head back in. “So long for now, Dana; I have a big date with your lover-boy. I just need to change into my uniform one last time then I’ll be back and the fun will begin.” CHAPTER 2 Dressed in my pink blouse and black spandex shorts I opened the front door with my left hand, hiding the baseball bat in my right behind the door. I didn’t speak. I never spoke to Rolf, only to Mistress. “Aha, I see she’s cleaned you up for the occasion. Seems like a waste of money seeing as how you won’t be around much longer, but I’m sure she can afford it now. Two point four billion dollars goes a long way.” I stepped aside, my face blank and devoid of emotion, and Rolf strode confidently into the hallway. I had just closed the door when I brought the bat down onto his head. He dropped like a rock. Rolf was a lightweight; I carried him down the stairs to the basement and the root cellar easily. First I secured his ankles then holding him up I tied his wrists to the rafters. Once vertical I stretched him out by loosening the rope in the screw eyes and pulling it tight before tying it off once again. I taped Rolf’s fingers together so he wouldn’t be able to untie or loosen the knots. Layer ...
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