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The Weekend Rental
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
THE WEEKEND RENTAL
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Mat Benson was having trouble concentrating on the highway before him;
his eyes kept wandering to the passenger seat beside him and the bound
woman sitting there. Ling Soo had been delivered to him on a lonely stretch
of road away from any houses, just as Wong Fu had promised: completely
bound and gagged. A very sinister looking chinese had brought the girl to
Benson's car and put her in the passenger seat. Benson had checked her
bondage before putting the seatbelt around her and pulling it tight.
Someone had done a very good job of binding her; nylon cord was wrapped
very tightly around her ankles, above her knees, and around her wrists
behind her back. A leather strap was run through her mouth with a large
rubber ball at its center, and secured so tightly that her lips were forced
apart and the edges of her mouth painfully crushed.
Ling Soo was wearing a long coat that covered her bindings and her
near naked body, for she had on only a pair of panties and a bra.
Benson was driving to his cabin to spend the weekend, but his thoughts
couldn't leave the young woman next to him. He wanted to touch her in the
worst way, but he didn't dare risk it while driving down the freeway. Every
time another car would pull alongside, he would speed up or hit his brakes
for fear someone would see the gag in her mouth.
It seemed like days, but the two hour trip ended with the car pulling
up to the secluded cabin. Benson unlocked the door and carried his captive
inside to drop her on the bed. Unloading the car and putting the food away
took only a few minutes, then he pulled up a chair and sat down next to the
bed. The time had come. After so much hoping and wanting here he was
where he had always wanted to be. Before him lay a beautiful young helpless
girl and he had two whole days to do ANYTHING he wanted to her! His mouth
was dry and his hands were trembling as he unbottoned the coat and removed
removed it. Ling Soo's skin was so white and smooth that he just had to run
hands over it. Even the cord that cut into her flesh was exciting to the
touch. The rise and fall of her firm breasts made him realize that this was
a live girl and the look in her eyes made him realize that she was afraid
of him. That excited him more than the sexy young body before him.
Reaching around her, he unhooked the back of her bra, then the straps,
and pulled the thing off. Her nipples looked a little stiffer than he
remembered them at Wong Fu's. He had heard that fear could do that, but he
had never seen it. Benson cupped one breast and squeezed it. Ling Soo did
nothing he squeezed harder; still she ignored him so he pinched her nipple.
That brought a whine from the gagged lips, and a jerk from the bound body.
"So you can feel, huh? Well, you're going to feel a hell of a lot.
You're going to hurt, bitch!"
CHAPTER II
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Ling Soo's eyes opened wide with fear as he pulled a switchblade from
a pocket and waved it in front of her face, but he used it only to cut the
cords from her legs. In their place he wrapped many lengths of
clothesline, but tightly so her legs were bound just as well as they had
been with the cord. Around and around he wrapped the clothesline until the
lower legs were completely covered from the ankles to below the knees, and
again from above the knees to halfway up the thighs. He wrapped some of
the rope as a cinch rope securing the other rope tightly. Throwing her
over on her stomach he cut the cord binding her hands, but before she could
do anything they were retied with more clothesline. They were tied quite
firmly but not crossed as before, instead they were laid side by side with
each hand near the opposite elbow. The cinch rope was pulled tight and
knotted then run up to her neck. Benson put a dog collar around her neck
then ran the rope through it and back down to the wrists. Several times he
ran the rope between her wrists and neck, pulling it tighter each time so
that her hands were forced up towards the neck. When he finally knotted
the end of the rope to the collar, well away from her fingers, the wrists
were higher than the elbows, up between the shoulder blades.
"Now that you can't cover your ass with your hands, let's warm that
ass up a bit."
Sitting on the edge of the bed, he pulled her around so that she was
bent over his knee. Pulling down her panties gave him a clear target, and
he wasted no time in beginning the spanking.
Whack! Whack! Whack! His hand slapped her bottom. The smooth white
skin began turning a blushing shade of red, but before more than twenty
swats had passed Benson stopped. The bottom was a nice shade of red but so
was his hand.
"God damn! That hurts my hand. There's got to be a better way."
Ling Soo was thrown back on the bed, and Benson's belt came out of his
pants. Perhaps Ling Soo had been beaten with a belt before because when
she saw it a frightened whine escaped her lips. Three sounds followed in
rapid order: a swish of the belt flying through the air, a THWACK! as the
belt hit the soft flesh, and a shrill whine from behind the gag. The more
he swatted her ass, the louder became the whines. Benson was disappointed,
he had expected something more of a scream, but then he had never heard a
woman scream while gagged before, perhaps this is what it sounded like. A
beautiful sound nevertheless! It made his prick swell, and he could listen
to it forever.
THWACK! NNNG! THWACK! NNNNNNNNGGG!
It took somewhere between forty and fifty (Benson lost count) swats to
tire his arm out. Her whine had changed to more of a sobbing moan; the red
and purple marks covering her ass and thighs also attested to her
suffering. He flipped her over, switched the belt to his left hand, and
began working over the delicate pear-shaped breasts. Every time the belt
smashed into her flesh a tremor ran through her body, and her face
contorted in agony. The screams now sounded more like hysterical shrieks,
ad Benson thought his prick would burst. The desire in his prick became a
pain, and he had to do something about it. Dropping the belt, he took off
his pants and underwear, and just about ripped off the shirt in his hurry.
He sat on her stomach with his prick laying like a log in the valley
between her bruised breasts, pointing straight at her mouth. The gag came
off and almost before Ling Soo could take a deep breath his prick was
moving towards her mouth.
CHAPTER III
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"Now you take this, babe, and you do a good job of sucking me."
Ling Soo looked down at the purple head a few inches in front of her
and the distaste was obvious in her face. She had trouble working her
tongue and lips after their imprisonment under the gag but she managed to
make her opinion known. "Never. Get that shitty thing away from me,
fuckhead! You stick that ugly thing in my mouth and I'll bite it off! You
fucking bastard!"
"Well, don't you have a foul mouth for a pretty girl. I'll teach you
to talk better and before this weekend is over you'll beg me to suck my
cock!" He slapped her face a couple of times then replaced the gag,
tightening it even more than it had been before. Her lower face was
contorted painfully out of shape. Tears were running down her cheeks from
the pain.
Benson backed off and stood with his hands on his hips while he
decided what to do with her. A wicked smile crossed his face as he reached
for a jar of vaseline and smeared some on his still-hard prick. Rolling
her over he got on his knees over her legs and spread her ass cheeks with
one hand while shoving some vaseline into it with the other. He put a hand
on each cheek and spread them wide before resting the head of his prick
agaist her asshole.
"If you only knew how long I've been wanting to do this. Hope you
like it!" With that he shoved the prick into her. The action brought a
scream that even the gag didn't stop. It was tight and felt so good that
he just buried the prick as deeply as he could, and laid down along her
body. For several minutes he enjoyed the warmth and pressure around his
prick and Ling Soo's crying before instinct took over and he began the
pumping action. In and out of her asshole he moved, slowly at first then
faster as the friction excited his tool. He dug his fingers in her ass but
watched her hands while he pumped. Her fingers fascinated him. They were
fluttering back and forth, trying to reach the ropes but failing. The
frantic efforts of her imprisoned hands made him feel how really helpless
she was and that triggered the buzz in his balls that ran down his prick
and exploded inside the suffering woman. He drove deep into her and poured
out his cum. He was surprised to find that he was moaning too but this was
the most fantastic ecstasy he had ever known. God, what a feeling! No sex
had ever been like this!
Finally he rolled off her and for a few minutes lay beside her as she
wimpered in pain. When he recovered enough he took the whole bed for
himself by literally kicking her out of bed. She hit the hardwood floor
with a thud and a scream. Benson let her lay there for a while but when he
realized that he was getting sleepy he got up and added a little more to
her bondage. A pair of handcuffs were used to bind her to the bed; one
cuff locked around the dog collar around her neck and the other locked
around the leg of his bed.
After turning out the lights, Benson pulled back the covers and slid
his tired body between the sheets. Just before he dropped off to sleep he
got out of bed and turned Ling Soo's head around so that she was looking up
at him. He used the moonlight to see his target and for thirty full
seconds pissed right on her face and in the forced open mouth. He wished
her a goodnight and fell asleep listening to her crying.
CHAPTER IV
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The sunlight coming in a window woke Benson more refreshed and feeling
better than he had in years. Ling Soo was still waiting for him on the
floor. Benson took the handcuffs off her collar, noting as he did that she
smelled like a shithouse. He thought about how he could clean her up and
decided that the shower stall was a little too good for the bitch so he
untied her legs and helped her to her feet. She could barely stand and
he mostly carried her outside to a large oak tree that stood by the side of
the cabin. He let her fall to the ground then he took a walk around the
cabin to make sure that no one was around. Some of the clothesline was
used to bind her ankles together but the long part of it came off the cinch
rope and was thrown over a large branch of the tree. It was the work of
only a few seconds to pull Ling Soo completely off the ground. The morning
sun turned her skin into a golden color and the new contours of her muscles
caused by her hanging upside down made her a very pretty sight and made
Benson's prick start to come to attention again. He decided that a piece
before breakfast would be fine but first to clean her up; she smelled like
piss.
Pointing the hose at her he turned the water on full force. The icy
stream of water woke a scream from the girl as it smashed into her. Her
body twisted and jerked so much as it could within the bounds for several
minutes before he decided that she was clean. He left her hanging to dry
in the chill morning air while he took a warm shower.
When he returned she seemed a little more blue than gold but most of
the water was off her so he took her inside and dumped her on the floor.
Tying her ankles to opposite legs of the bed caused her legs to spread very
wide and while he enjoyed the cool feel of her body against his he jammed
his prick inside her and had his before-breakfast piece. It was necessary
to use vaseline but it was still a very enjoyable piece. He had to admit
one thing about the bitch, she wasn't a virgin but she was good and tight.
Benson watched each drive of his body against her's reflect in the agony of
her contorted face. That gag must be hurting her terribly because parts of
her lips and cheeks were purple and the skin under the leather strap was
bruised.
Leaving her on the floor but with the gag off, Benson went to the
kitchen portion of the cabin and fixed himself some breakfast. After
finishing his bacon and eggs he put a plate of leftovers on the floor near
Ling Soo's head. Because her legs were still tied to the bed and her hands
were still tied high on her back since the night before, she had trouble
twisting around to reach the plate but she managed it. She finished all
the food on the plate dog style, by licking it up. After the food was gone
she was given a bowl of water and her feet were untied. By getting on her
knees and bending forward she was able to sip the water. When she was
finished she looked pleadingly at Benson.
"My hands. They are numb for hours now. My shoulders hurt. Please
untie them."
"Are you ready now to suck my cock?"
"I can not do that. It is a repulsive thing." She made a distasteful
face at the thought. When Benson made no move to untie the hands, she
sighed and sat back as if to make herself comfortable for a long wait.
Benson got up and roughly knocked her on her side. The hands were a purple
color and he noticed that she didn't move them at any time. He didn't want
to give in to her but he also didn't want to do any damage to her.
(continued)
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