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JUST A FICTIONAL STORY. NOT BASED ON REAL PEOPLE, EVENTS, OR LOCATIONS. NOT A PLAN OF ANY FORM.
Chapter Six
Jason left the luggage where it was and quickly ran back upstairs to get a few needed tools. Just a few measuring tapes and tools, along with something to take notes with. He returned to the erie room in the basement and knelt beside his luggage, then open it up. Gazing down at her beautiful, petite body gave Jason and instant erection. He wanted her so badly, but decided it was best to just get this done. She was breathing too regularly and too calmly to be awake yet, but he decided that she’d slept for long enough.
Slipping his hands under her legs and stomach, Jason gently pulled her from the luggage and then placed her face down on the padded floor. With a key from his pocket he began to unlock the cuffs from one another, but decided that he would still keep them on her. Her arms seemed a little bit stiff and he was sure they would hurt when she woke up, but figured it would be nothing compared to the pain in her jaw. She was a rather small young lady, but he decided to use a 1.75 inch ballgag on her anyways. This little blonde cunt was so unbelievably adorable with her lips sealed around that ball, drooling all over her chin and cheeks.
He grabbed the measuring tape and began to take some general measurements of her arms and legs, then different areas of her torso and buttocks. Next he moved on and took notes for her neck and the shape of her head and face, even snapping a few pictures of her to go with the writing. He figured that with the ball in place, he would get a better measurement. Once that was done he used a specific tool to take measurements of her two dainty feet. ‘Woman’s size 6, damn that’s small’ he thought. Finally he jotted down a few last notes and then put the tools away in one of the metal cabinets for later. When he returned he had a small blue gym bag.
“Wake up, girl” he said as he approached her delicate form on the floor. He placed the bag a few feet away and then reached down to her face. With a quick move he removed her blindfold, to reveal that she was indeed asleep. She looked so peaceful laying snoozing. It drove him crazy seeing her there in her white tee and blue panties and bare feet, but with all those leather straps and that massive black ball crammed between her lips. Her ass was the perfect shape; it was nice and tight but also perfectly round as well. This slut sure lacked where her tits counted, but she made up for it with that ass.
Jason grabbed her around her waste and rolled her onto her back, lifting himself to straddle over her as he did. With his left hand he held her head straight so that she was facing straight up at him, then he slid his other hand up her shirt. Suddenly her eyes snapped open and she let out a hard grunt as his fingers pinched hard on her left nipple. The girl’s leather-clad hands came up to push against him as the sharp pain took control of her. Jason didn’t release her tender little nip for about twenty seconds, watching as this girl fought with complete futility to get the pain to stop. Her wailing into the gag just excited him even more and he allowed himself a small grin as the tears began to come back to her eyes. It was the first time he saw her eyes, and they were beautiful. The girl had big, ocean blue eyes that begged for mercy in the most perfect way. Her eyes were becoming glassy as the terror took her, and they were full of dismay and helplessness.
Finally Jason released her little nipple and removed his hand from it’s hiding place in her shirt.
“Alright Girl, it’s time to get you dressed up” he told her. His voice was stern but not necessarily mean. “You behave yourself and do as your Master tells you, y’hear?” He loved putting the fear into her, it was like a drug. This pathetic girl beneath him was completely at his mercy, and he intended to give none. At least not for a while; not until she earned it. The girl gave a soft whimper of affirmation and nodded. Her golden blonde hair became even more mussed up as she rubbed the back of her head on the rubber padding.
“Lift your arms over you head” he ordered. “Shirt’s comin’ off, bitch.” With that he pulled her thin white tee shirt up and over her head. “Good Girl” he cooed to her, softly. Jason had a gruff voice, but he did try to be a little reassuring. He realized that it was important to teach her early on that good behavior earned better treatment. “Now I’m going to remove these cuffs from your arms, Girl” he continued. “No scratching.” And so Jason grabbed her left arm and with one hand removed both buckling straps, then slipped the leather bag off of her bunched up hand. “You can flex your fingers a little if you want, but they’re not going to be free for very long. They’re going back like that soon, alright Girl?” The girl gave a little sniffle as she fought back her tears, but obliged to take the opportunity to move her fingers around. They were pretty stiff and it hurt a little to move them but she was scared what would happen if she refused the offer.
Jason then released her left arm and grabbed a hold of her right, repeating the process to free her from these temporary bonds. “I know you’re not going to like this part, but you better fucking behave yourself Girl.” Still straddling the tiny woman, Jason reached over and grabbed the small blue gym bag. It didn’t look scary, but he knew that if she saw everything in there at once she might have a complete panic attack.
The first thing he fished out was one long black sleeve. He held it up over her and let her get a quick look at it, studying her reaction to it. Her eyes travelled from one end with the opening, down to the other end which had no opening at all. She squinted a little and pulled her arms in a little closer to her chest. The girl was clearly frightened of this new piece of gear, and of what could possibly follow it. Jason reached out and violently pulled her left arm upward to where he needed it.
“Keep it there. And make a fist.” The blonde girl again formed her hand into a tight fist. “No, no. This time I want your thumb under your fingers, Girl. Wrap your fingers over your thumb.” The girl did as she was told, and looked on in horror as the Jason began to dress her. He bunched up the sleeve so that the bulbous end could fit snugly over her little fist, and then began to roll the sleeve upward until it covered her arm all the way up to her shoulder. The girl gave a soft mewling noise as the rubber sleeve hugged her arm. Jason released her temporarily and allowed her to inspect it closer with her other hand. She brought it down closer to her face and looked at it closely, then glanced back up at him with her gorgeous blue eyes.
“We’re not done with that yet, Doll.” Jason pulled her rubber arm back up and produced two new leather cuffs. The first one was wide, about three inches. That one he fastened around her wrist. The black leather cuff was really more like a gauntlet, since it covered so much of her forearm. Once the gauntlet was fitted tightly, Jason produced the second leather cuff. This one was only about two inches wide, and fit at the other end of the sleeve near the girl’s elbow. The sleeve had a short lip around it’s opening, making it near impossible for someone to pull the sleeve down and under the cuff. With the blonde girl’s left arm nicely confined, he turned his focus to her right.
As he bunched the bulb of latex over her second fist, she began to make noise behind her gag. “mmmmbmm mmmphmm” she mewled. “hhumpphh.” The girl was attempting to speak to him, probably to beg for mercy or release. Jason had no interest in listening to her carry on, so he just ignored her pleas as he worked. With her right arm now encased in the same black rubber as her left, Jason grabbed the second pair of cuffs and quickly put them in place on her right arm.
The next thing Jason did was flip her back onto her stomach, and pull her rubbery arms behind her back. He pulled a carabiner from his pocket and ran it through the shiny metal loops on each of her gauntlets, confining them behind her. With her arms completely taken care of, Jason rolled her back over. The girl winced and huffed through her gag as her body weight on her arms strained her shoulders. Jason took a few seconds to rub his hand down between her breasts and coast down her smooth belly to her panty line. He grabbed hold of her baby blue panties and slowly pulled them downward. Now, the poor girl was putting up a little bit of a fight. The idea of being completely naked in front of him was obviously very upsetting to her. She kicked her legs around and tried to scoot backwards and away from him, howling through the gag all the while. But Jason didn’t care what she wanted, she was his pet and she would be kept the way he wanted her.
So he grabbed her with both hands and pulled her in closer, so that he was now closer to her legs. He got himself positioned so that he could continue his work and get her legs dressed properly. Using one knee, he trapped her where she lay. The look of terror on her face was unforgettable when he pulled a third black rubber sleeve from the gym bag. This one was significantly bigger than the other two. He took hold of her left ankle and pulled it to where he needed it.
“Stop fussing around you little cunt puppy. This is going on you one way or the other, and I promise you wouldn’t like the other.” This time the threat didn’t shut her down the way it did before, she knew very well that this would only get worse. What if she was never this free again? The girl continued to kick around and scream through her gag, desperate for any chance to escape Jason. Feelings of guilt started to get to him, but it was too late to turn back. She was his pet, and she would learn in time.
With more force than he intended, Jason rolled the girl over onto her stomach. He placed one knee to pin her legs to the floor, and one hand to pin her upper body where she lay. With his other hand, he wound up and came down hard on her right ass cheek. The smacking sound rang loudly, and she let out a short yelp of pain. But Jason was going to teach her a lesson.
“You do as you’re told, Bitch, or you get what’s comin’ to you.” His hand came down again, this time on her left cheek. He wound up again and smacked her right cheek again, then her left. Her beautifully round ass was as white as the ceiling paint, but with every smack it grew pinker and pinker. Jason rose his hand over and over again, delivering one blow after the other to her defenseless buttocks. Her screams erupted with each attack, sending chills through his entire body. There was a well defined hand print left behind after each impact, and the power he felt was incredible. Jason gave her ten spanks to each cheek, and he didn’t hold back on a single one. By the end of her punishment, her ass was glowing red and swollen. “You deserved that, Bitch” he told her with heavy breath. “Now I am going to finish dressing you, and you are going to be as quiet as a fucking mouse.”
He didn’t even give her a chance to confirm her submission, he just rolled her back over and picked up the rubber stocking and grabbed hold of her ankle again. The girl just lay there, crying deeply into her gag. Her ass was absolutely on fire, and Jason knew it. He didn’t care though, she had to learn her lesson. He bunched up the rubber stocking and fitted it over her small foot, then rolled it slowly up her leg until it ended a few inches short of her privates. She just stared up at the ceiling and cried as he worked. With the stocking in place, he lifted her leg higher and bent it at the knee. Jason produced one massive leather belt from the bag, and wrapped it around both her upper thigh and her lower shin and then tightened it as strictly as he could. The girl’s leg was now folded in half and locked in that position.
Without missing a beat, Jason grabbed the last rubber sleeve and worked quickly and angrily to get it fitted over the girl’s last remaining limb. The stocking went on more easily than the last one, and he glared down at her as he worked. With that done, he reached over and grabbed the second wide strap. The girl didn’t resist in the slightest bit when he bent her knee, which made him feel a little bit better. It would all be better once she adjusted. He just had to keep breaking her down when the fought back, and she would learn. Jason pulled the strap around her leg and buckled it up as tightly as the first one. The small blonde girl’s legs were now nothing more than a pair of stumps.
“Now you can stand up, Puppy” he told her. She looked up at him with a mixture of fear and total confusion. What did he mean by ‘stand up?’ She couldn’t stand like this. The look in her eyes said it all. Jason figured he’d need to show her so he rolled her back over and removed the carabiner holding her arms behind her. With her arms free to at least move around, she shot him a look. Yes, she got it now.
Jason stood up and stared down at her, waiting for her to stand. The girl just lay there and met his gaze, not wanting to give in to what he was demanding of her. But the pain in her ass still burned and she was afraid of another spanking. Slowly she pulled her hands... or rather her stumps in front of her. She twisted around and pulled herself up onto all fours, and she remained quiet. The humiliation she was feeling just reached a new level. She wasn’t even a captive human to him and she knew it. She was nothing more than a dog. Her pale face became flushed as the embarrassment hit her. The blonde girl gave a meek mewl and glanced up at the massive man as he stood over her.
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