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Why You Shouldn't Go Home With Strangers

Part 2

Why you shouldn't go home with strangers II

This story contains non-consensual BDSM and extreme pain. If this offends 
you, do not read it.



	The first thing I did the next morning was take a shower, just like every 
morning. I had some breakfast, then went through the girl's things. All she 
had with her was clothes and a purse. The purse was very small. I looked 
through it. She had a cell phone, condoms and a wallet, and some receipts 
from various clothing stores. Looking through her wallet, I discovered two 
things. The first is that she's broke, and the second is that her name is 
'Sandra Dimas Howler'. I find both facts humorous. She does howl, after all.
Nothing in there is important, so I take her phone and leave the rest on my 
table. I walk into the room and shut the door, turning to find her asleep. 
She's still spread eagle, but she doesn't have much a choice in the matter 
with those cuffs keeping her that way. Checking the bed pan, I see she's 
released her waste some time in the night. I remove it, which wakens her. 
Immediately, she begins screaming her lungs out, telling me to release her. 
I dispose of her waste in the conjoined bathroom. When I enter back into the 
room, she get's louder. I replace the bed pan, and land a strong back-hand 
across her face. The left side of her face becomes immediately red, and is 
darkening. She quits down.
"Good morning, how are you?", I ask. She replies with more screaming, so I 
backhand her again. "I asked you a question. Answer it. You're in no 
position to make demands and your wailing will earn you nothing more than 
pain."
She hesitates, but replies, "Bad. My breasts are very sore and I'm dirty. 
Oh, and I was raped last night."
"That's the will I saw in you last night. Good answer. Your breasts will be 
sore after last night, duh. You're dirty because you pissed yourself. Don't 
worry, I'll take care of that soon enough. Your rape was your first taste of 
actual kink. Did you lie to me about your interest in kink? Did you not 
enjoy last night?". She didn't immediately answer. She was probably trying 
to think of what I wanted to hear. "Don't lie. Your punishments will be more 
severe if I discover you ever lie, or if you ever disobey me. Tell me the 
truth, even if you think I won't want to hear it."
She seemed very embarrassed, but answered me, "I enjoyed being tied up, and 
tied to that contraption. I even kind of enjoyed when you put my breasts in 
it. I didn't mind the pain too much, but then it felt like you were trying 
to squish my breasts off. I didn't enjoy anything after that point. I'm 
honestly interested in kinky sex, but not rape or extreme pain."
"Good, I like honesty. I'll reward your honesty by sedating you before I 
operate". That statement was followed by a long series of questions from 
her, but I was ignoring her and preparing the sedative. When I reappear with 
a syringe full of a clear liquid, she begins thrashing about, attempting to 
escape, no doubt. I simply inject it into her wrist, which is still bound 
and easy to get to. "Give me some of that wonderful head, or I'll add a 
surgery to the list, and remove your tits while you're out." I shoved my 
dick towards her face, and told her she better make me cum. She's really 
good at giving head, and she manages to get me off before she goes under.

When she wakes up, she's in the same bed, cleaner, and completely aware. I 
injected her with a counter agent to the sedative I used so that she would 
be able to comprehend what I tell her in it's entirety. She simply looked at 
me, waiting for an explanation. Not quite what I expected, but it's 
certainly easier this way.
"Don't say a word until I tell you it's alright, and it's very important you 
follow this order. You'll discover why either when you speak, or after I've 
told you. The wiser move is the latter." She remains quiet. "I'm not certain 
how knowledgeable you are, so I'll keep it in laymen's terms."
She fidgeted, but seemed to be heeding my advice about not speaking, so I 
continued, "The first surgery I performed on you was to remove most of your 
uterus, so that you will never again have a cycle, nor will you be able to 
become pregnant..."
She immediately cut me off, looking as though to chastize me for ruining her 
future. However, in the midst of her words, I pressed a button on the small 
device in my hand. Her words were cut off. She went rigid, paused for a 
moment looking surprised and horrified, staring down at her clitoris. She 
breathed very deeply, and let out a loud scream. After a total of ten 
seconds she stopped, but continued to stare at her clitoris. She looked at 
and began to yell at me, but then I pressed the button, and the same thing 
happened. After this ten seconds, she looked back at me, but said nothing.
"Are you finished?" I asked her. She continued looking at me, saying 
nothing. "Good. I suppose I'll tell you about that surgery, as you disobeyed 
me and spoke out of turn, bringing it to the forefront of your attention as 
well as mine. I've implanted a small device into your clitoris. It's not big 
enough for you to feel it while it's inactive, and it's activated from only 
this key chain." I showed her the device in my hand, which looked exactly 
like a remote car starter. "When I press this button, the device in your 
clit shocks you severely. In fact, the only reason the shock isn't lethal is 
because it doesn't last long enough. It lasts exactly long enough that it 
doesn't permanently damage anything, yet the pain... well, you should know."
I sit back in my chair and relax a bit. "That's only how you count the 
number of time you disobey me, though. The true nature of this device is, in 
fact, a lethal one. The device has a counter onboard it, and when it shocks 
you a certain number of times it releases an undetectable neural toxin. In 
addition to causing some pain, the toxin will kill you. In addition, when it 
releases that toxin, it will explode. This may destroy your clitoris but the 
device itself will deteriorate into it's constituent elements, which are 
elements normally found in burn wounds. The wound it leaves may be an 
oddity, something the coroner will find fascinating. However, there will be 
no evidence the device was ever there. It has a number of charges somewhere 
between one and one hundred. You've already determined it has at least 
three. I wouldn't recommend disobeying me ever again, because you may learn, 
for a few excruciating seconds, how many it did have."
Her face was beautiful. It displayed an assortment of fear, lingering pain 
from the shocks she experienced, disbelief, and depression. Most 
importantly, I could see that she understood her position.
"Now, on to the other surgeries. I removed some of the width of your vagina. 
It will be tighter, and more pleasing to me. I also aggravated your 
asphincter and rectum to induce muscle growth and increased sensitivity." 
With this, I reached between her legs and touched her asshole. She yelped 
and jumped, looking at me, shocked. I smiled, "Do you see how my mere touch 
felt somewhat painful? Of course, bowel movements will be even less 
pleasant, but that's not the reason I did that. You said you'd never been 
fucked in the ass. When I do decide to take your ass, I want it to be very 
painful for you. That's why it's fun, after all. Well, that, and it's 
tighter than your vagina. Sure, I tightened your vagina, but I tightened 
your ass, too. Your future is very appealing, no? Also, you'll find the only 
place on your body that grows hair any more is your head."
She didn't say a word. "I give you permission to speak, now, but only in a 
civil tone. If I feel you're not taking to your role as my slave, I won't 
hesitate to use my button. Oh, one more thing before I listen to you; That 
device is very stable. I could bludgeon your cunt with a 2x4 for days before 
it would take any damage. Speaking of damaging your vagina, guess what 
today's activity will be. That's an order."
Of course she wouldn't immediately answer me. Her shock is understandable. 
After about a minute of silence, though, I showed her the button. That got 
her talking.
"Are you going to bludgeon my vagina with a 2x4?", she asked fearfully.
I laughed, "No, but I may chose to some day. I've never done that before. 
I'm going to unstrap you. Remember to do everything I tell you, and don't 
try to escape. It may be the last thing you ever do."
I unstrapped her, and she was as calm as she could be until I unstrapped her 
legs. She jumped up and grabbed at my hands. Of course I expected she might 
try something like that, so I pressed the button. She froze in place, took a 
deep breath, and grabbed her mound while screaming and falling to the floor. 
She writhed on the floor, then stopped after ten seconds. She sat on the 
floor, legs apart and bent at the knee, staring at her clitoris. She prodded 
it a few times, but didn't seem to satisfy her at all. I could see she was 
crying.
"Well, It has at least one charge left before it kills you. Do you want to 
continue discovering how many charges it has, or will you obey me?
"I'll obey you."
"Good, follow me." I took her to the room we were in the other night. It's 
been three days for me, but she was asleep for a night and then about 48 
hours. I tied her arms behind her back and strapped her knees onto the 
rollers again. She was crying the whole time, but she'll eventually learn to 
accept my authority better than even willing slaves.
"Lean forward so that your tits are between the bars like the other night." 
She did it slowly, but she did it without complaining, unless crying counts. 
I tightened the bars as tight as they were the other night.
Then she looked pitifully up at me and spoke, "Are you going to stab my 
breasts like you did?"
"Maybe. I haven't really decided, yet."
"Why did you do this to me?"
"Because you're a beautiful young woman who I want ownership of. I also love 
inflicting pain onto women. Beautiful young women are even more beautiful 
when they're in pain."
"You said you wouldn't hurt me as much if I'm honest and do what you say. 
Are you going to hurt me as badly as last time?"
"Maybe. I'll hurt you because I enjoy it. That may be a lot. However, I will 
hurt you even more if you lie or disobey me. In fact, I'll probably use my 
button in addition to that additional pain."
She continued crying and looked at her now purple tits. I adjusted the toy 
such that the bars would both move in unison along with her moving, and the 
rollers would, too. She hadn't yet moved to discover that, though. She 
wasn't in a position that makes moving easy. In fact, any moving would 
probably hurt. As she was, her knees where three feet apart, displaying her 
cunt lewdly.
"Stand up. No, wait." I almost forgot about the spring chain on her nipples. 
I set up the chain with the springs along it on the wall, then clipped her 
nipples and connected the chains, as I did the other night. Her tits were 
being stretched from the nipples and trapped in the bars.  It was wonderful 
looking. "Now stand. It will be difficult with your weight on both your 
knees, so you may have to pull on your tits a bit. It'll hurt, but that's 
the point. I want you standing in one minute. Don't fail me. She did exactly 
as I suggested, and it appeared it did hurt her. Particularly since the 
higher she stood the harder the chain was pulling on her nipples. She got up 
within thirty seconds, though it caused her to cry harder.
After she got up, I locked the bars in place, as well as the roller on her 
left knee. I lifted up her right leg, though. It forced most of her weight 
onto her tits, but then I locked that roller into position as high as it 
could go, under the bottom bar. She put her weight back onto that leg. Her 
cunt was now displayed much more lewdly. There was no part you couldn't see. 
Her legs were spread almost as far apart as I imagined they could be.
"Wiggle your ass.", I commanded. She did. She didn't do it well, but I 
wasn't trying to get her to turn me on. I was already erect, as she could 
see (why bother putting clothes on through all this?). Her ass was too 
easily wiggled. I want her to not be able to move her cunt at all. I tied 
her feet to the toy, which limited her movement slightly more, but that 
wasn't enough. I got an idea. "Yes, I suppose I will stab your tits, but not 
in quite the same way as last time.
She kept crying, but said nothing. I walked to the other side of her and  
looked through my box, finding a two foot long skewer. It was quite thick, 
too. It would do the job nicely. I also found two that were only six inches 
long. I sanitized them. Walking back around her, I set the larger skewer on 
the chair next to the front of her. The smaller ones I pierced, carefully so 
as not to pierce anything besides skin, through the skin between her cunt 
lips and legs. They didn't block the view to her cunt. All the while, she 
had been screaming. I didn't mind, though. This is only preparation. The 
other skewer went through her tits horizontally. She screamed some more 
while I adjusted it to be even, though it took longer than necessary. I 
enjoyed that.
I grabbed the skewer on either side and pulled it up and down about two or 
three inches either way. I loved watching her face contort in that scream, 
so I did it again. Then I got a brilliant idea. I found the ring gag and put 
it on her. I commanded her to stick out her tongue and keep it out. I went 
through the box again and found another skewer six inches long and more 
chain. On the other side of her again, I pulled her tongue out even further 
and quickly skewered it horizontally. She made a muzzled yelp. I placed some 
short chain on either end of the skewer, and attached the longer chain to 
those, as I did with her nipple clamps. She couldn't get her tongue in her 
mouth, so I used this time to get the ladder, then attached the chain to an 
eyelet in the ceiling. I made sure it was tight enough to cause pain, but 
not enough to seriously damage her tongue. She made fun noises the whole 
time. Now she had a hard time seeing what I was doing.
I got some more spring chains from my box, and attached them to the skewers 
between her vagina and legs. I stretched them up to her tits, forcing her to 
press her cunt forward as far she could. In this position, I pulled a few 
inches further and placed the chains on either side of the skewer through 
her boobs. Her tits were now being pulled in two directions, in addition to 
being smashed between the bars. I love tits in pain.
She was crying very hard, and she asked me something. I think I could 
understand 'Am I like this so you can fuck my tighter cunt?'.
"No, I'm going to whip your cunt." I told her. She didn't cry any harder, 
but I think that's because she was almost out of tears. I had one last thing 
to do before I did that, though. I found the dildo. It was the most 
expensive dildo I had ever seen, but that's because it's the best. It has 
moving parts, not merely vibrating parts. It was coated in a film so the 
parts wouldn't catch flesh. It also had a clit simulator. I oiled it up, and 
attached a belt strap. I jabbed it in her, and put the belt on her. Then I 
turned it on. "I command you to have at least five orgasms."
I watched her for about half an hour before the first one hit. I got an 
idea, but not until the orgasm already hit her. I got some skewers ready, 
and jabbed them through her tits vertically when she had her next one, 
fifteen minutes after the first. I moved them around in the holes they made 
for a couple minutes, just for the fun of it, but her screams made it 
obvious it wasn't helping her orgasm. I poured some warming lotion onto her 
cunt, and she had another again in twenty minutes. I left her alone again, 
and it only took her ten minutes for the next one. When I saw her getting 
close to the fifth, I played with the last pair of skewers again. She had an 
orgasm while she was contorting her face in pain. I did that with the 
skewers through three more orgasms. On the last one, I turned of the dildo 
and removed it along with the belt.
"So, do you enjoy pain, or hate pleasure?" She mumbled something about 
enjoying pleasure and hating pain. "Well, that's acceptable, too."
No more lollygagging. I got my cat o' nine tails and stood in front of her. 
I put more oil on her cunt, and she seemed to enjoy it, so I massaged her 
mound for a bit. She got close to orgasm, so I played with one of the 
skewers. When she began orgasming, I grabbed the cat and whipped her cunt as 
hard as I could.
"GAAAAAEEEEEEEAAAAEEE!" She let out a horrifying scream that lasted a couple 
seconds and began crying again. I hadn't noticed she'd stopped, but she was 
doing it again. Not that I cared.
I played with the skewers for a little, then smacked her cunt hard again.
"AAAAAEEEEEHHHHOOOOOOWWWWW!"
While playing with the skewers, I said "You know, I hear pussy whipping is 
the most painful thing some slaves have ever felt. Would you say it is?"
"Yeth."
"Good, I'm going to do this 13 more times, then fuck you in the ass. With 
your improved rectum, that may be even more painful."
"'O, pea'e dun't!"
"That counts as disobeying me. Never ask me to not do something. Ever." I 
pressed the button and whipped her cunt once each second. Her reaction was 
lacking. She simply made a very soft whining noise, like she was trying to 
scream but couldn't breath. After the ten seconds, I stopped. A few seconds 
later, she stopped making the noise, took a deep breath in, and screamed 
very loudly. "Did I get you in between breaths? That was interesting."
I looked at her, and I saw that she was passed out. That's very interesting. 
While I was operating on her, I injected her so that she would heal 
exceptionally quickly, and intravenously fed her. Those worked perfectly. 
She was already completely healed. However, I also injected her with 
chemicals that would slightly alter her physiology so that she would remain 
conscious through all pain. I guess I discovered a new threshold. I woke her 
with smelling salt. It was easy, that treatment did work. She was no longer 
crying, either.
"Passing out you couldn't control, I won't hold that against you. However, 
between every stroke, ask me to whip your cunt as hard as I can."
"Pea'e 'ip my cont os had as ou ca?" I whipped her again.
*SPLATT*
"AAAAAEEEEEHHHHOOOOOOWWWWW!", She was crying once more. "...Pea'e 'ip my 
cont os had as ou ca.", I whipped her.
*SPLATT*
"AAAAAEEEEEHHHHOOOOOOWWWWWEEEEEAAa!", She was crying still, but there was no 
longer water coming from her eyes.. "...Pea'e 'ip my cont os had as ou ca.", 
I whipped her.
*SPLATT*
"OOOOWWWWWEEEEWWWAAAAAAAAAOOOOOWW!!...  Pea'e 'ip my cont os had as ou ca."
"You know that's one more than I was going to, but if you like it so 
much..."
*SPLATT*
"EEEEAAAAAAWWWWOOOWWWWOOOWWWOOOWWWOOOAAAEEEE!"
She was still dry crying when I got behind her and began kissing her neck. 
She didn't seem to notice or care. I lubed up my prick, and shoved it into 
her ass. It only got half way in on that one, powerful stroke, but she was 
wailing "AAAAAAAAHHHHHH!" for the life of her. I slid the rest of the way 
in. It took a lot of effort on my part. When I told her she was tight, even 
I didn't properly imagine just how tight. She was screaming the whole time.
She hadn't stopped screaming yet when I asked her, "So does it hurt more or 
less than the whipping?", holding my dick all the way in.
"AAAHHH, ERSE, AAHHAAAAAAHHHH!"
"Did you say 'worse'?"
"EEEEAAAHHH, YETH, YETH! AAAHHHH!"
"Good, ask me to fuck you hard."
"EEAA, PEA'E FOCK ME HADAAHH! AAAHH!" I did as she asked. I fucked her ass 
as hard as I've fucked any cunt.
"Keep asking me to fuck you harder!", I told her as I grabbed the two 
skewers in her tits and played with them.
"EEEAA, EEAA, EEAA, PEA'E FOCK ME IN DA ATH HADAAH!! AAAHHH!!!"
"Ask me to fuck your ass as hard as I can, tell me to pound you, tell me to 
hurt you! Tell me to hurt you more than you've ever been hurt!""
"EAZ UCK MEH ATH AZ ARD AZ OU AN!! POND MEEEHHH! GAAAAHHHH!!! URT 
MEEAAAAAHHHHH!!! ARDER!!! URT MEH ARD EVEEEEHHAAAHH BEH URT!!! AAAHHHH!!! 
ARDER!!!! EEEEAAAAHHHH!!! HHHAAAAADDDDAAAAHHHH!!! UUURRRRRTTT 
MEEEHHHAAHHH!!!
I came in her ass harder then I've ever came before. Not only was I fucking 
a beautiful woman while causing her more pain than she's ever felt before, 
she was asking me to do it! Sure, I forced her to ask me on burden of 
possible death and more pain, but it's still very hot.
I unhooked her from everything and she laid on the floor dry crying very 
hard. At first I wondered why she wasn't grabbing many of her sore areas, 
but then realized I had probably cut off the circulation in her arms, and 
she simply couldn't, yet. After about five minutes, her arms began moving, 
but it was obvious she couldn't focus them on her wounds. Another five 
minutes and she began holding and massaging various parts with her right 
hand, but her left stayed covering her ass.
"Get up."
She moved some more, got up on one arm and fell back down, then lied there 
for about twenty seconds. I pressed the button. She stopped moving, and 
every muscle in her body went rigid for ten seconds. I kicked her in the 
back a few times while she was like that. Then she got somewhat loose again, 
and jumped straight up. She was using all of her strength to remain 
standing. I took her to her room and tied her to her bed. Before leaving, I 
said "I lost count of how many times I've used the button. I hope I don't 
have to do that again, because I don't want you dead.. You're much more fun 
in agony like I saw today." I covered her wounded areas in my creme.
I left and went to bed. It was the middle of the day, but I wore myself out. 
Now that I think about it, I wonder how she still had the strength to stand 
at all after all I put her through.

Copyright CroBob Callidus



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