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Wicked Femdom Tales: Debbie and Sandy-part 2
The following story is intended as sexual entertainment for adults only.
He was in a hurry, and walked rapidly toward his car in the parking lot of the shopping center. His mind was totally absorbed in the day's business, paying bills, and filling up the gas tank, and buying supplies. It was Friday and he was excited about the coming weekend where he would spend Saturday evening hunting for pussy at Pierre's bar. He was twenty eight, unmarried, and in his prime, and hot to trot for sexual action weekends.
He pushed his entry button twice and opened the rear door and slid his groceries into the back seat. Slamming the door sharply, he slid into the front seat and worked the key into the ignition. Then he heard the back door open, and in an instant someone had slid in behind him in the back seat. He looked back and caught a brief image of a pretty woman sitting behind him, and then the world exploded as his shoulder was shattered with a powerful Taser shock.
The agonizing pain made him scream, and he went limp and lay there quivering. Suddenly another woman pulled the driver's side door open and pushed him heavily to the passenger side with the help of the rear intruder.
The woman quickly fired the engine up and drove off as the other woman in the rear reached her hand over the seat and checked his vitals. He could not function, and groaned in pain as his body convulsed in muscular confusion. The rear occupant then rolled up his sleeve and pinched the skin, jabbing a hypodermic needle in deeply, she injected the contents, and seconds later he felt the world drift away, and he passed into a deep undreaming coma.
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When he awoke he was completely mindless, not knowing who he was, or where he was. Like a newborn baby he slowing began to regain consciousness, and a sharp panic hit him as he remembered what had happened, and that he was firmly strapped into some kind of fixture, standing up and leaning forward awkwardly, and his whole body was completely immobile.
He was in some kind of operating room, it seemed, the temperature was chilled, and he was shivering from the cool air. He could not move his head but a leather bit was stuffed in his mouth, and his teeth clamped down on it firmly. He was completely nude, and there was a stainless steel table next to him filled with shiny metal instruments.
He had leads attached to his chest and a steady beeping tone indicated his heartbeat.
He began to panic, and terror burned through his mind as he contemplated the implications of this. A door opened suddenly, and two people walked in, he assumed the two who had abducted him, and they wore black head covers revealing only their eyes and mouths. They were also wearing nurses uniforms, and their white caps rested on top of the shiny black head covers, and the whole effect was devastating to him.
They stood in front of him, and one of them smoothed over his hair as he grunted in terror.
"You're going to be with us for, oh say, the next hour or so my friend, and you are going to get to know us in a way that you will not like."
The man's penis was rock hard, with the aid of a cock ring around the base, and it bobbed up and down involuntarily. There was a small platform below his privates, and several hypodermic syringes on another small metal table close by.
"You'd be surprised what pain can do to the male ego", she whispered, "you will be like a blubbering child as our visit progresses. You have one consolation though, pain cannot be remembered so that tomorrow when you think back to this unbearable event, you will not actually be able to remember the agony."
"We always video tape our sessions to enjoy later, and we hope you won't mind if we share our fun with our worldwide fan club."
"You will suffer for the unpleasant things you have done to women in your life, and you will be truly penitent as you reflect on your shameful behavior. We will purge you of all guilt in that regard so that you will actually thank us one day. Now, it's time to get down to the unpleasant task at hand."
"The gag will help you to bear the pain, and prevent damage to your teeth. You will not be permanently harmed, and in a few weeks you will be healed and healthy, with a very hard memory burned into your male psyche. I sincerely hope that you will treat women with greater respect after this, it's so easy for a man to forget that he owes his very existence to women."
Sandy placed a cover over the man's head, and they sat down beside him, and removed their head gear and clothing.
Sandy peeled back his foreskin all the way and flipped the steel hard penis. "I'm going to hurt you real bad down here", she whispered, "you may scream all you like."
They knew his stomach was turning flip flops and that he was almost ready to vomit from fear. He was sweating and shaking all over and groaned pitifully. He was crying already from terror, and pulled with great strength against the straps but could not budge them an inch.
Debbie and Sandy were enjoying this, the anticipation of pain that this male was feeling. Debbie reached over and pulled Sandy to her, and they kissed passionately, as the man struggled and sobbed.
They looked at each other affectionately, and sat back in their chairs.
"Now Debbie", Sandy breathed heavily, "let's see what can be done here."
Sandy lifted up the sterile cloth on the tray and pulled a long needle out and then cleaned the man's raw pisshole thoroughly with an alcohol scrub. He was gasping and grunting already, and when she took a long swab soaked with alcohol and slowly shoved it up his urethra he went wild, and pulled desperately against his restraints.
As Debbie held the rock hard penis firmly Sandy took the sharp end of the needle and began to work it in to one side of his red, puffy pisshole, sliding it upward from the bottom. The needle drew a few drops of blood and the man screamed from her work, and gasped against his thick bit gag.
She took the other needle and slid it in expertly on the other side of his open hole, so that the two needles were side by side and in close proximity. Then she connected two electrical leads, one on each needle, from a small generator nearby.
To finish she took two much smaller needles with hooks on them, and shoved them down into the tenderest meat of his inner pisshole about a half inch on each side, and hung them on the other larger needles so that the current would tear down into the most exquisitely sensitive part of his penis.
He gagged and convulsed in pain as she did this, and she knew that she had found the right spot for maximum effect.
She also knew that the alcohol inside his hard dick was burning sharply, and as he sobbed and grunted in fear she took out a small bottle of turpentine and swabbed it all over his thick, hanging balls so that they were both well covered. This brought a squeal of pain from him as the cruel liquid began to soak into his tender scrotum.
Debbie was becoming very excited now, breathing heavily, and her, and Sandy's private odor became apparent as they became more aroused.
Sandy began to turn the dial on the voltage generator, and the man's body went rigid as she increased the current. He pulled violently against the thick straps, squealing in excruciating pain as the vicious electric flow tore at his tender opening. Sandy raised the voltage level to full power and a throaty, muffled, and continuous shriek tore from his mouth.
As the male caterwauled in unbearable pain Debbie and Sandy began to masturbate themselves, and reached their heads under the vibrating male and kissed ardently.
"Ahhhh...ggghhh.....unnggggg.....ahhhhhh....aaaaaaaaaaaa..ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"
His muffled howls faded and he went limp, hanging against the heavy restraining straps.
The two checked his vitals, and though his heart rate was irregular and rapid, he was essentially unharmed.
They went into their comfortable living room and flopped down on a luxurious couch on thick towels, and turned on the TV.
Sandy flipped channels and found a romance movie.
"He'll be a little while sugar", she said, smiling at Debbie, "we'll have another go pretty soon." They both poured a shot of whiskey, and downed it quickly, and dried their wet vaginal openings with small towels.
"Got any ideas for this weekend for a humiliation encounter?", Debbie breathed, smelling her dampened towel.
Debbie looked up to Sandy like a big sister in some ways, but their love had taken off in a fiery passion, and they were bound together as life partners now, and the same perverted passions drove them sexually.
Sandy was dominant, but Debbie was a power too in their relationship, and they basically shared everything equally.
"Got an idea", Sandy, blinked, "let you know when I get it worked out."
"Cool!"
The two relaxed for awhile, and then Sandy padded back into the makeshift operating room, torture area, to check the 'piece of meat', as she called their victims.
He was just coming around and the cardiac beeping increased in frequency as the pain overtook him again.
"Hey girl!", Sandy called into the other room.
Debbie switched off the TV and joined Sandy quickly, smiling in satisfaction as she viewed the broken and quivering male body in front of them.
They sat beside their victim again, and prepared for the next round of intimate abuse. Debbie unclipped the electric leads from the needles and pulled them out, twisting them slightly as she did so. The male grunted and groaned, and she swabbed his sore pisshole with a powerful antiseptic and liquid astringent to stop the small amount of bleeding.
His urethral opening was swollen and bright red from the electric torment, but his dick still rock hard. He was squirming heavily from the pain gripping his balls, but could find no relief.
Sandy pinched his large jewels between her fingers and he yowled against his gag and bumped helplessly against the fixture. Then each of them took a nut and punished it cruelly as the man made strange squealing sounds under his bit gag.
Debbie reached behind her and retrieved a nasty little device and sat it under the man's privates. They plopped his large, sagging balls into the two special cups of the crusher, and sealed them in so that they could not fall out. It was a handy little device that they had discovered in their worldwide search for male torture equipment, and painfully kneaded a man's nuts from every direction, causing great pain, but no significant damage.
The victim would have sore gonads for a week or so, and that would be the end of it.
The process, however was extremely painful, and would bring an already destroyed man even more genital pain in addition to anything else that had been inflicted on him.
Sandy turned on the machine and several padded metal fingers began to pressure and pinch each nut, and the man let out a scream of agony as she set the dial on high.
He grunted and screeched as his balls were tenderized, and sweat poured from his body and soaked the leather straps.
They also brought out the 'pisshole fucker', a device that would force a long metal rod in and out of the urethra. They knew that the inside of his dick was already on fire, and that the inner stimulation would send him through the roof.
Debbie took a long swab and coated the tip with a special lubricant, and twisted it into his pisshole as she shoved it all the way up his fully erect cock.
He screeched again, and pulled violently back and forth against the fixture as the special lubricant was applied. The lubricated salve would also increase sensitivity greatly so that the inner pumping would be excruciating.
Sandy attached another small fixture under the man so that his penis would be held firmly in place. Next she put the pumping device under him and attached it so that the long metal rod was next to his swollen urethra. She brought the rod out slowly so that it was inserted into his cock, and gradually drove it in to full extension. His penis was now held firmly in place with the rod inside him.
He was crying all the time, blubbering against the impediments holding him, and when they turned the machine on he shrieked and babbled and jerked violently up and down.
Now his balls were being crushed and crunched scientifically, as the cruel rod tortured his most intimate area, and he squealed with a shrill desperation as the agony was inflicted on him.
They could see the rod fucking in and out of his captured dick, and knew their victim was in excruciating pain now. They kissed passionately and fingered each other as their victim howled in unbearable torment.
Within a few minutes the male passed out again, and lay against the heavy restraints, sweating profusely, and raw friction marks were on his arms where the straps held him.
They released his balls and removed the pump device, and cleaned him off.
"Is that enough for you baby?", Sandy whispered to Debbie.
"Oh yes that should do it sweetie, I don't know how much more he could take anyway."
Sandy swabbed his arm and gave him a quick injection and swabbed again. This should knock him out for awhile and take some of the pain away when he wakes up. They carefully treated his wounds and gave him a thorough examination inside his urethra with a special viewing probe, and applied medicated cream all the way to the base of his penis for healing and pain relief. They washed his swollen nuts off to remove the irritant, and prepared him for travel.
"He's young, he's ok", said Debbie as they pulled the wheelchair up behind him.
They released him and flopped him down in the chair and laboriously dressed him again. Then they rolled him to his car and put him in the back seat and drove him back to the parking lot.
They were in a more secluded area of the lot, and no one seemed to notice as the two finished their work. Sandy left a letter with him, containing medical instructions, (and no finger prints) as well as a small bottle of liquid pain killer and an antibiotic. Then she wrote on his forehead with lipstick....'D and S with kisses'.
They both touched his lips with theirs.
"You poor thing!", Debbie smiled sarcastically, "now maybe you'll be a better man, and treat women the way they should be treated."
Sandy smiled derisively, "I think he got the point."
They returned to their van and drove off, and began to plan their next public torment event. Some unwary male out there would soon be another victim, and the poor fool had no concept of what was coming for him. Good thing, why worry about something until it happens to you?"
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