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The Pay Off by Goliath |
| Tina awoke with the stifling feeling of latex clenching her face. She tried to scream, but a ring gag filled her mouth. She tried to sit up, but the latex was encasing her entire body. She couldn't even twitch a finger. Suddenly she remembered where she was. Jeff's house. She must have passed out during her beating the night before, today would be Monday. She remembered the wager, and how she had lost. She ran through her mind the pain and pleasure she had experienced during that intense weekend, and tried to imagine how her month with Jeff would be that summer. She remembered the torture implements in his basement, the ones he hadn't used on her because he said they were too painful for a beginner. Would he use them this summer? What would they feel like? Her thoughts were interrupted by the vacuum being turned off. The bed slowly re-inflated, and Tina was freed from her latex prison. The side was unzipped and Jeff helped her out. Tina blinked in the bright light. She stood before Jeff, totally naked, with a ring gag in her mouth. He ass hurt like hell, a reminder of the spanking she had received not 12 hours before. Jeff took off the gag and handed her the box she had dropped her clothes in just 3 days before, last Friday, when she arrived. It felt like a millenium ago. He also held out a small metal garment. "I want you to wear this until next August. You won't be able to remove it; I'm keeping the key. It will ensure that you will remain mine, and not get involved in a relationship that might hinder your performance as my slave." Tina didn't speak. She took the garment from Jeff. It was a chastity belt, consisting of a thick metal plate, which would cover her pussy and fill her crotch with only a narrow slit for her | to piss out of. It was attached by means of flat chains that ran around her waist and up across her buttocks. She slipped it on and Jeff locked it in place. It did not even occur to her to question his orders. She proceeded to dress, and without another word between them walked out to her car. As drove home, she recalled that it was February 23rd. She would be Jeff's slave for the month of August. That meant she would wear the chastity belt (which was already starting to chafe her poor little pussy) for over 4 months. She thought for a moment of returning to Jeff's and demanding he removed it, but a twinge of pain from her tush made her think twice. She continued home. On August first Tina again ascended the steps to Jeff's house. She thought of the last time she had been up these steps, with no idea what was in store for her and nothing but cynicism about what it might be. This time she had resigned herself to the role of the slave. She had faithfully worn her chastity belt, even through the embarrassment of having to show it to airport officials after it had set off the metal detector on a business trip. Now she prayed her obedience would pay off. She rang the bell, and on Jeff's prompting through the intercom entered the entryway. Again the box lay on the floor for her clothes, but this time she also saw a washbasin and a razor, as well as a key. She immediately understood. She was to undress, remove the chastity belt, and shave her neglected fur. She also found some lotion and ointment for the chaffing caused by the belt. She found nothing in the way of clothing, so she was forced to exit the room naked after caring for her pussy. Jeff was no where in sight. She knew he was home, because he had talked to her through the intercom, but she could find him no where in the house. She searched every room on the ground floor, until she was convinced he could only be one place; the dungeon. Tina slowly descended the narrow stairs into the basement. | The lights were on, and sure enough, there was Jeff. He was clad in nothing but a pair of leather shorts, and was standing by the table where she had been brutally wax tortured 4 months earlier. She dared not make eye contact as she lay on the table, and could not repress a shiver as he tightened bonds on her wrists and ankles, till she was spread eagle and as tight as a bowstring. Finally Jeff spoke to her. "You are mine for 31 days, the entire month. It is essential that you learn to obey me, so rather than waste time throughout the month with petty discipline, I have decided to spend the first three days breaking you. The memory of your pain will be all the discipline you need for the month, which will leave me able to torture you in more interesting but slightly less painful ways, like with wax." Tina blinked in astonishment. The wax torture was one of the most painful events of her entire life, and if that was less painful, she could not bear to think of what was in store for her. She soon found out. Jeff began to lie a number of instruments on the table beside her. By craning her neck, she could barely make out what they were. First was a dildo and butt plug, each wired to electrocute her, and each with expandable segments so they would become massively broad once inside her. Next came an array of whips. Some had a single lash, others a collection of narrower lashes. There were leather whips, rubber whips, even one with slender chains. That whip, like the dildo and plug, connected to a power source, so it would shock her when it fell on her skin. Jeff laid out a number of instruments clearly designed for breast torture. One had a pair of suction cups attached by tubes to a rather large and powerful looking vacuum pump, another had a pair or rollers on top of each other, which |