I had my way with my girl –Leah-04
I had my way with my girl –Leah-04
| Sex Story Author: | aamir Hyderabad |
| Sex Story Excerpt: | I also wanted to save her clothes from being damaged, as she was really beautifully dressed, and I was not |
| Sex Story Category: | BDSM |
| Sex Story Tags: | BDSM, Fiction, First Time, Violence, Virginity |
Most of the story takes place in a room in a house called ‘The Snuggery’, which the narrator, ” Deepak “, converts into a kind of erotic torture chamber equipped with beds to which women can be strapped and held helpless and which is soundproofed to make their screams unheard. Other equipment includes cords and pulleys, flagellation implements and a mechanical “Chair of Treachery” to which helpless females are lured to be restrained in.
From the Dairy of Mr. Deepak Kumar..
You have read in part-3 that :
But I did not give her time to think. Quickly I encircled her waist again with my arms, drew her to me till her bottom pressed against my chest, then, while my left arm held her firmly, my right hand began to wander over the junction of her stomach and legs, pressing inquisitively her groin and thighs, and intently watching her in the mirror.
Her colour rose, her breath came unevenly, she quivered and trembled on her legs as she pressed her thighs closely together. She was horribly perturbed, but I do not think she anticipated what then happened.
Quietly dropping my hands, I slipped them under her clothes, caught hold of her ankles, then proceeded to climb up her legs over her stockings.
‘No! no! for God’s sake, don’t Deepak!’ Leah yelled, now scarlet with shame and wild with alarm at this invasion of her most secret parts. Frantically she dragged at her fastenings, her hands clenched, her head thrown back, her eyes dilated with horror. Throwing the whole of her weight on her wrists, she strove to free her legs from my attacking hands by kicking out desperately, but to no avail.
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Now Further
The sight in the mirror of her struggles only stimulated me into a refinement of cruelty, for with one hand, I raised her clothes waist high, exposing her in her dainty drawers and black silk stockings, while with the other, I vigorously attacked her thighs over her drawers, forcing a way between them and finally working up so close to her mount of Venus that Leah practically collapsed in an agony of apprehension and would have fallen had it not been for the sustaining ropes which alone supported her as she hung in a semi-hysterical faint.
Quickly rising and dropping her clothes, I placed an armchair behind her, and loosened the pulleys, till she rested comfortably in it, then left her to recover herself, feeling pretty confident that she was now not far from surrendering herself to me, rather than continue a resistance which she could not but see was utterly useless. This was what I wanted to effect.
I did not propose to let her off any single one of the indignities I had in store for her, but I wanted to make her suffering the more keen through the feeling that she was, to some extent, a consenting party to actions that inexpressibly shocked and revolted her. The first of these I intended to be the removal of her clothes, and, as soon as Leah became more mistress of herself, I set the pulleys working and soon had her again standing erect with up-stretched arms.
She glanced fearfully at me as if trying to learn what was now going to happen to her.
I deemed it as well to tell her, and to afford her an opportunity of yielding herself to me, if she should be willing to do so.
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