Title: Untitled Original Snippet

By alltiedup217

Email:bndsnm@hotmail.com

Fandom: Original

Pairing: f/f

Rating: NC-17

Summary: Read it

Warning: Bondage

By alltiedup217

I had had a bad day at work and the stress was weighing on me like a ton of bricks, so I thought I would walk home through the park to ease my tension. It was about midnight but I wasn't really concerned about it as I had walked this way before without incident. I was about half way into the park near the old hydro station when I heard footsteps behind me. I didn't pay much attention as I was wrapped up in my own thoughts of the day when I felt a hand come around my face and held a cloth over my mouth. I could smell the drug on it but could not get away. Blackness enveloped me and I fell into the arms of my attacker.

The stinging of my muscles and the pounding in my head brought me out of my state of euphoria. The second my thoughts became clear to me I wished I could pass out again. I had been stripped of my clothes

and was strapped to a table that reminded me of a doctors table. My arms were tied down above my head, a wide leather strap was belted tightly across my waist, and my legs were strapped in stirrups so that my knees were almost to my chin. The room was dimly lit and there were whips and shackles hanging on the walls like art. I tried to lift my head to get a better look at the room but I was instantly choked by the collar around my neck. Panic had set in full force by the time my captor had entered the room. She looked so pleased with herself. She seemed to have a knowingly smug look on her face. She told me it was useless to fight and that if I was good it wouldn't hurt so much. She said I might even like it, the others had by the

time it was done. I told her to go fuck herself and spat at her. She just laughed and then slapped my face with stinging force.

She walked over to the wall and took down one of the whips. It was a smaller one that had little beads on the tips. She slid it across my stomach and traced the outside of my tits with it. She could see the fear in my eyes and this got her excited. The whip was sliding down my body like a snakes tongue about to strike. And then it happened... a quick,sharp strike of the whip and my flesh was on fire. I shouted out for her to stop but this only urged her to strike again with more force. I was in tears and thrashing to get away, but the restraints were too tough and they bit into my flesh. I was begging her to stop but she said if I could get over the initial pain that it would start to feel good, just let myself go. I couldn't imagine this ever feeling good and I continued to fight her. She finally stopped whipping me and for a minute I thought I might have convinced her to let me go. She walked out of the room and was gone for a while.

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