GLORIA by V.P. Viddler
Part One
The girl was young and long-haired, very beautiful, very full-
bodied, and very frightened. Her eyes begged silently, but she knew
it was futile to ask for mercy. Her body shook.
"I am going to tell you what you will do, Gloria," the man said
softly. "You will do exactly as I say. Won't you, Gloria?"
The girl nodded, but an involuntary whimper came from her mouth.
"You will go to my house," the man said. "You will go into the
living room.. There you will strip naked. You will take off all
your clothes, and stand utterly naked."
The girl swallowed hard.
"Next," the man said, "you will take your panties and stuff them
into your mouth. All the way in, until you gag on them. And then
you will take your brassiere and wrap it around your head to keep
the panties form coming out. You will tie it tightly-- tightly,
Gloria--in back of your head."
Gloria was biting her lip.
"And then," the man said, "you will go to the chair in the
middle of the room. Above it, hanging from the ceiling, you will
see a pair of handcuffs. You will stand on the chair, and you will
raise your arms and put your wrists into the handcuffs. You will
close each handcuff tightly around your wrist. Again-- tightly,
Gloria. Until the metal is digging into your skin. Is that
understood?"
Gloria was sobbing. She nodded quickly.
"Your body will now be stretched tautly, but your feet will be
supported by the chair. And now, finally--you will kick the chair
away. Do you understand me, Gloria? You will kick that chair away
very hard, so that it falls over. So that you cannot possibly touch
it with your feet. Do you follow me, Gloria?"
Tears ran down Gloria's face. She could hardly speak. Her voice
shook badly. "Y-yes...oh, I--oh...y-y-yessss..."
"Good," the man said. He paused. "And then, Gloria--you will
wait. You will hang there and wait. It will probably be some time.
You will hang there. Your body will stretch to the breaking point.
You will hurt horribly. You will sweat. You will moan through your
gag, and hurt, and hang there, twisting slightly, sweat running off
your straining, aching body."
"Oh, god!" the girl cried. "Oh, god, oh god..."
"At last, I will come in," the man said, his eyes glittering.
"In good time. I will come in and find you...hanging there.
Dangling like a beautiful animal, aching and gasping and shamefully
exposed. Do you know what I will do, Gloria? I will watch. I will
sit down in a comfortable chair, and I will watch you hanging
there, suffering. I will enjoy your suffering, your pain, your
gasps and muffled cries. I will watch your eyes begging, pleading
with me to take you down. I will laugh. I will suggest terms upon
which I will let you down. I will suggest you do horrible things,
Gloria--disgusting, degrading, inhuman things--and I will watch you
accept, watch you nod desperately, agreeing to crawl and eat shit
if only I will end your unbearable suffering. But I will not.
Because you will do all those things, Gloria--later. First, when I
have enjoyed your pain and horror long enough--I will take off your
gag. So I can listen. As you beg. And then as you scream. While I
do things to your lovely dangling body. Unimaginable things,
Gloria. To your luscious flesh. You will scream your head off,
Gloria. And when I have ruined your body, I will fuck you until you
die. Your body clutching at me until you are dead..."
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Part Two
"My god! You don't mean you actually did that!"
"But I did. I had no choice."
"I can't believe it. You mean you--you--"
"Yes. I obeyed. I went to his house and I stripped myself naked
and I handcuffed myself from the ceiling and I kicked the chair
away and I hung there. I hung naked by my wrists. And waited. And
hurt like hell. I couldn't believe the pain. I thought my arms
would pull out of their sockets. I thought my skin would rip, I was
stretched so taut. I was gasping and sweating and wishing I could
black out, long before he finally showed up. And when he did, I
would have done anything for him to let me down. Anything. And he
did just as he said--he sat down in front of me and watched.
Gloating. While I suffered. God, I hung there in front of him,
naked and dangling and sweating and making horrible choking noises
through that foul panty gag. That was from trying to scream and
beg. And he played with me just like he'd said. He said if he took
me down would I crawl on my belly for him, would I lick out his
ass, would I eat his shit and drink his piss, would I suck cock for
all his friends...and on and on, and Jesus, I was in such horrible
pain, I nodded, everything he said I nodded and nodded and...and he
laughed. And watched me hanging there and crying. And finally he
got up and put his hands on me. Prodding and pinching and rubbing
my body. And Christ, I was so bad off I tried to climb all over
him, tried to grab him with my legs so I could get some relief for
my wrists and arms. My doing this gave him a hard-on, and he took
me just like that, he fucked me while I hung there, and I was
crying and sobbing and at the same time trying to wrap around him
to stop my pain. He came inside me and then left me hanging again.
But he took off the gag and I did what he wanted, I blubbered and
babbled and pleaded and told him he could do anything to me. And he
did. And I screamed. I screamed all night long."
"Jesus! I can't--holy shit! I--the thought of you like that--
naked, dangling, twisting--oh god--"
"It turns you on, doesn't it, you bastard?"
"I wish I could have seen it."
"You son of a bitch."
"Gloria, god, you hanging there, panting and sobbing, your head
hanging back, your long hair falling down, your gorgeous long legs
kicking helplessly, your round breasts bobbling, promising to be a
slave, to crawl, to fuck and suck--"
"You--you want me to do it for you, don't you?"
"I can see you crawling, Gloria. Kissing the floor. Licking it.
Your beautiful sexy young breasts swaying, your flesh rippling as
you crawl across the floor to take some stranger's cock in your
mouth."
"Don't--"
"Your lips fascinate me, Gloria. YOur lovely round soft young
lips are an invitation to fellatio."
"You don't have to hurt me."
"Pull your skirt up. All the way up. Take off those panties. Put
them in your mouth."
"Wait--"
"Say, I am going to put my panties in my mouth. Say it, Gloria."
"You can't--"
"Say it, Gloria."
"I...am going to...put my panties...in my mouth."
"Do it. Stuff them in. Good. Open your shirt. You know what to
do. Look at your tits lift as you raise your arms. Don't put your
arms down, Gloria. I'm going to touch you for a while. I'm going to
watch your body go stiff. Stiff and straining with pain. I don't
need handcuffs, do I, Gloria. You won't dare move. Squirm, yes,
that's it, young Gloria, and writhe and twitch. I'm going to fuck
you now. Wrap your legs around me. Yes. As if you were hanging
naked, hanging and hurting and twisting and howling behind your
gag. Coming in your body. NOW NOW NOW..."
