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Game Over Ch. 01

By: Snapper



The instructions had been clear. She was to clean the living room for company tonight and be waiting when He got home from work to help Him prepare everything. She was also to have gone shopping and picked up the items needed for tonight’s dinner. Simple things, really. Nothing hard about doing any of those tasks, she shouldn’t have had any problems. She decided to play a new game she’d just downloaded and then would clean later, before going shopping. Shouldn’t take more than a couple of hours to do all of it. She had plenty of time. 

She glanced up at the clock and swore under her breath as she realized that several hours had passed and she had precious little time to get everything done. It would be tight, but she’d get it all completed in plenty of time…only the vacuum cleaner stopped working when the belt broke, requiring a trip to the local shopping center to buy a new one and replace the old one. By the time she finally fought the tight rubber band around the wheels, she was running very behind and starting to panic. She finished the vacuuming, then the dusting, and finally rushed to the grocery store where the lanes were crowded and the lines were long. She fumed while waiting, constantly glancing at her watch and wondering how she was ever going to make it in time. She finally got to the cashier and hurriedly paid for her things, racing back to the house. She flew into the kitchen and knew she had no time left to spare. She began dumping things out of the sacks when she realized she was being watched. She sighed deeply and turned around, seeing His look of disapproval as he glanced at the clock and then back at her. He didn’t say a word to her, but instead turned on His heel and walked away. She put away the groceries and as she walked past the office toward the bedroom to help Him dress for tonight, she heard a sound. She looked into the room and found Him there, staring at the computer monitor she had left on in her haste to get her tasks done, her scores giving evidence as to why she had not finished her tasks in time. He looked at her and she knew there would be hell to pay for this.

The guests came and after drinks in the library, they were all seated and she served dinner. She kept trying to smile at Him as she would catch His eyes upon her to insure she served everyone properly. To her dismay, He barely seemed to acknowledge her existence. She had never seen him this angry at her before and she trembled in fear at the price she was going to pay for her procrastination. She barely got through serving dessert to the last guest when He stood up and asked that everyone excuse them for a few moments as He had something He wished to discuss with her before the evening waxed too late. He then asked that when everyone finished that they would retire to the garden where it was cooler as the night was beautiful. Everyone smiled and nodded at them as He firmly took her elbow and guided her to the kitchen. From there He opened the basement door to the ‘dungeon’ he had been working on for weeks and motioned for her to lead the way. The staircase was barely lit, the rest of the room was in total darkness. She had yet to be allowed in this room, so she walked slowly, her hand on the railing for guidance. The further down she went, the more nervous she became until she found herself babbling over and over again how sorry she was and trying to explain how it had all gone so wrong. He continued behind her, his silence seeming almost physically crushing in the dark room.

His hand reached out to stop her progress and settled on her shoulder to have her remain still. She felt Him walk away from her, but she knew better than to turn her head to try to find Him. She closed her eyes and listened intently, trying to figure out where He was and what He was doing. She heard chains rattling and various things being moved, but she was unable to figure out where He was at any given moment, what He was doing, and what those sounds meant. 

To be continued in Part 2 

Game Over Ch. 02



He finally came back to where she stood and uttered His first words since this morning, “Strip.” She wasted no time in disrobing and dropping her clothes at her feet. “At attention” He whispered next to her ear and she assumed the position, arms behind her, legs spread wide, head facing forward. She felt Him slip a leather collar around her neck, but this was not her regular collar. This collar was very thick and very high, forcing her chin to tilt upward at a severe angle. Even the sides were high and fitted just below her ears. She then felt cold metal links dragging across her skin, making her shiver. He fastened a length around her waist, the extra length of it laying down one leg to almost reach to her ankle. He then wrapped soft cuffs around her ankles and wrists, and she could hear as he click-locked chains onto the cuff’s rings. He then knelt before her, raking His tongue across her lower stomach before turning away to fasten the cuffs around her ankles to the rings He had put in the concrete floor for just this purpose. The warmth of His tongue on her skin surprised her after all of His coldness earlier. Perhaps He wasn’t mad any longer her punishment would be brief? 

Her wrists were brought up over her head and fastened to a spreader bar hanging suspended on chains from the ceiling, forcing her arms up and away from her. He ran His hands across her body and walked away from her once more. Suddenly the lights above her head came on, nearly blinding her after being for so long in the dark. As her eyes adjusted to the brightness, she attempted to get some idea as to where she was and what the room looked like.

She was chained in a standing position in the middle of a room. The high collar on her neck prevented her from turning her head very far in any direction but straight ahead. Her arms were suspended above her head and spread out far, lifting her rib cage and thrusting her breasts forward. Her legs were spread very far apart, her cuffed and bound ankles not allowing any range of motion. He then put clamps on her nipples, tightening them down until she whimpered in pain, then tightened them a bit more, tugging on the chain between them to make sure they would not be falling off. She yelped in pain and He walked to the table where He picked up a ball gag and placed it in between her teeth, fastening it securely behind her head. Going back to the chain swinging between her breasts, He connected another chain to that one, running it down over her stomach. He then took the clamp at the end of the chain and rubbed it’s smoothness over her stomach, her upper thighs, then between her spread legs to tease her clit. The pressure of his hands against her most sensitive area, combined with the coldness of the metal made her twitch and jerk helplessly in her bonds. She cried out as best as she could from behind the gag and she could hear him laugh softly from somewhere near her leg. 

Because of the way she was tethered, she had to constantly readjust her balance to keep from falling forward and adding more tension to her arms and shoulders. This seemed to amuse Him greatly and He continued this kind of torture for several minutes before finally stopping and putting a clamp on her now sensitive clit, making her jerk quickly thus pulling on the clamps connected to her overly sensitized nipples. She moaned in pain and He kissed her softly before swatting her hard on the rear, increasing her agony/pleasure as the swat bounced her body forward and pulling everything tight. To make things worse, before He left to join the guests in the garden, He blindfolded her and left her in darkness once more. She began to experiment with trying to find a position that would not pull on any of the clamps while not making her feel like her arms were going to pull out of her shoulders. After a while, she found a way to stand that seemed to be the happiest medium she could find. Time passed and she found herself dozing on and off, waking with a start as she would have to regain her balance quickly, thus pulling hard on the clamps on her nipples and clit, starting the pleasure/pain cycle all over again. She swam in and out of this kind of consciousness for what seemed like forever. 

To be concluded in Part 3



Game Over Ch. 03



The Conclusion

From somewhere behind her, she heard a door open and then felt the brush of cooler air on her skin a moment later. It rippled across her body in a soft whisper, making her skin prickle. She felt hands caress her body from behind her, roaming over her breasts, her engorged nipples, her stomach, then around behind to stroke softly over her rear. The gentle touch made her sigh softly and she closed her eyes to enjoy the feeling. Suddenly she felt the sharp pain of a paddle against her rear. She jumped, making the clamps pull painfully, her eyes watering with the pain. She heard Him laugh and felt the sting across her rear again, this time more firmly than before. She wrapped her fingers around the chains above her hands, using that as leverage to remain upright as the swats began to rain upon her entire rear and upper thigh area. The heat from the continued paddling began to spread through her lower body, her inner walls twitching in response to the pain/pleasure combination. Finally, He stopped swatting her, and began to run his hands over her now hot rear, then between her thighs to find her wet and needy. He released the clamp on her clit and she cried out in pain as the feeling began to come back. He stood behind her and without a hesitation, plunged two fingers inside of her hard, fucking her brutally with them, his other hand reaching up to pluck the clamps off her nipples before rubbing them hard with the fingers on His other hand, pinching them to make her squeal even louder against the gag. 

She hung there nearly suspended while he assaulted her body with fingers that seemed to be everywhere at once. She then began to feel His teeth biting along her upper shoulders. The nips at first were small and light, but they gradually deepened as his fingers moved faster in and out of her, her hips rocking instinctively in rhythm with them. Her moans deepened and her hips arched toward his fingers, ignoring the pain in her need to feel them rake even deeper inside of her. He bit hard into her neck and began sucking fiercely on her skin even as He added a third finger, making her stand nearly on tiptoes as she felt herself being spread widely apart inside. She cried out as she felt the blood trickling down her body from where His mouth still sucked hard on her flesh, feeding on her. The pain became pleasure and when she could wait no more, she came hard on His fingers, her body stiffening and writhing as she screamed in her release. 

He removed His teeth from her skin, licking the wound lightly as she shuddered over and over again from the orgasm that still wracked her body with aftershocks. He reached up and unfastened the restraints around her wrists, her arms falling heavily to her side. He rubbed her arms to get the circulation started again and she whimpered in pain as the feeling began to creep back into them, making them feel as if they were being stuck with thousands of pins. He leaned down and unbuckled the ankle restraints, feeling her lean against Him for support as her legs would not support her weight. He unfastened the chain at her waist, and took off the ball gag, tossing both across the room.

Wrapping an arm around her waist, He guided her to a nearby table, where He pushed her face against its smooth surface. His fingers began rubbing and exploring her back, her sides, her hips. He reached again between her thighs and began teasing her overly sensitive clit. She arched immediately and rose upon her toes, moaning softly, moving backward toward His hand. She could hear him laughing softly as He began to slide His finger back and forth inside of her, then taking it out to tease her clit again. She began to moan louder and to rock back and forth on her feet, trying to take more of Him inside of her. He slid His finger out of her, and pressed it against her other opening between her rear cheeks. She became very still and he pressed a bit more, feeling the tip of His wet finger begin to slide inside of her. He waited for a moment to allow her to get used to the feeling and then pressed in deeper. He began to slide His finger in and out of her, delighting in the loud moans and the way her body shuddered almost constantly from the new sensations He was bringing to life in her. 

He moved to stand directly behind her and slipped His cock into her tight depths as His finger continued to stroke in and out of her rear. He began to keep the same rhythm, fucking her in both holes at the same time as her fingers gripped the edge of the table underneath her, her knuckles white with the effort. He felt her begin to tremble again and He began to thrust His cock into her harder, taking what He wanted from her ruthlessly. He withdrew His finger from her tight opening and used His hands to spread her cheeks wide, making her take Him deeper than before. He felt Himself begin to reach His limit and began slamming into her hard, nearly rocking her over the top of the table with the force of His thrusts. As He came, He roughly pushed His thumb into her again, fucking her hard with it. She began to scream out as she came again, even harder than before. He held her still through the waves crashing through her body, tightly against Him as His own slowed and then stopped. He leaned over to kiss her between her shoulder blades, sweat covering both of their bodies. He slowly withdrew both His thumb and His cock from her body, rubbing her shoulders and back gently. He picked her up and placed her on a nearby couch where He lay down beside her, pulling her to Him and cradling her body against His. His eyes ran over her abused body and He smiled, thinking of ways to help her procrastinate more in the future just so he could punish her like this again.