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Snow Bound 02

By: sawandsword



To fully understand what is happening it is best to read chapter one of Snow Bound first. This story takes up where part one left off.

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Evelyn slid down Brandy's sexy young body until her face was directly between the tied up young woman's spread thighs. She gripped Brandy's upper thighs with her work calloused hands, and spread them wider, 

Brandy felt the ropes that bound her dig deeper into her flesh.

Evelyn then took in the pretty folds of the young woman's pussy with her gaze. The middle aged lesbian licked her lips as the aroma coming from her excited submissive filled her nostrils. Lowering her face until her nose was less than an inch from Brandy's love hole, Evelyn inhaled deeply.

It was obvious that the young woman was turned on. It was also obvious that she was holding back the need to pee.

Evelyn could smell the urine.

Brandy trembled with desire. 

Evelyn lifted her gaze to the young woman's eyes. She gave Brandy a sexy smile. "You smell wonderful sweetie. I'll bet you taste just as good."

Brandy raised her head and watched in anticipation as her brand new dominatrix prepared to taste the nectar of her womanhood. The young submissive couldn't believe that a woman was driving her wild with passion. Brandy had never had the desire to be dominated by a woman before. 

But after Evelyn had tied her up the night before so that she could sleep, Brandy had begun to experience new feelings towards the forty something rancher.

"I only want to please you Mistress," Brandy gasped in a tiny voice. She sounded almost childlike.

Evelyn winked at her submissive before lowering her mouth to the girl's trembling mound. She pressed her lips against Brandy's labia.

Brandy whimpered as the raven haired rancher slid her tongue through the lips of her overheated pussy. The girl cried out and thrust her hips off the bed as Evelyn's tongue caressed her clit. The movement caused the rough ropes that held her to the bed's head and footboard to tighten even more. The ropes once again burned into her wrists and ankles. Brandy clenched her vaginal muscles against the need to relieve her bladder.

Evelyn began licking away at her captive lover's sweet, tasty pussy. With each lap of her tongue, she drew out more of the girl's juices.

Brandy couldn't help but thrust her hips even higher. 

Between the pain from the ropes, her full bladder, and the pleasure caused by Evelyn's mouth, the redhead was entering a more powerful sexual awakening than she'd ever experienced in the past.

Brandy's previous Master, Ted had never taken the pretty submissive to such heights in her life. The sex had been good, but not like this.

Evelyn pushed her tongue deep into Brandy's hole. She sucked on her toy's pussy, drawing out the juices that flowed within her body. She tasted a few tiny droplets of urine that leaked out of Brandy's pee hole. She loved the taste. It was like mixing just a small amount of bitters with a sweet drink.

Brandy continued to moan, writhe, and jerk against the ropes that held her to the bed. "Oh fuck, Mistress, you're driving me crazy."

Evelyn increased her grip on Brandy's creamy thighs as she continued to suck and lick on her young love hole. 

Brandy whimpered, and began jerking her head from side to side. Her mind and body were going into overload. She began chewing on her lower lip. Her lip was still tender from Evelyn chewing on it earlier, but the stretched out submissive didn't care. She began to emit high pitched whines as her orgasm began to build. She felt her bladder begging for release, but Evelyn's threat of punishment if she peed on the bed rang in her ears.

Evelyn continued to suck the juices from Brandy's body. Her pussy throbbed with excitement as she drank in the delicious liquid. The lovely rancher released Brandy's right thigh, and rammed two of her calloused fingers deep into the young woman's depths, sending Brandy over the edge.

The woman's fingers caused Brandy to release a few more drops of pee.

Evelyn sucked in the delightful liquid, allowing it to mix with Brandy's other juices.

Between the ropes digging into her flesh, Brandy chewing on her own lower lip, the need to pee, and Evelyn's mouth and fingers tormenting her pussy, Brandy was beginning to lose all reason. As the young woman's body succumbed to an intense orgasm she began to jerk her hips up and down against Evelyn's mouth.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," Brandy screamed as her entire body exploded with sexual release. Her tormented bladder demanded release. Brandy had to use all her willpower to keep that from happening. This only served to intensify her orgasm.

Evelyn sucked up as much of her lover's juices as she could. 

Much of the girl's nectar was spread all over her mouth, cheeks, and chin. 

The sheet was saturated with Brandy's cum.

Evelyn bit down hard Brandy's clit.

Brandy's eyes rolled into the back of her head, and she screamed at the top of her lungs.

The feeling of power grew stronger in Evelyn. Her body felt like a powerful vibrator was pressed against her clit and turned on high speed. She let out a guttural moan, and for the second time that morning the raven haired rancher began to cum.

Brandy began panting for air. She lifted her gaze at the woman who controlled her. Tears were running down her cheeks, and she began pleading with her Mistress. "Please, Mistress, I can't hold it back much longer. Please untie me. I have to pee now."

Two hours later, Evelyn and Brandy left the clothing store with several bags of clothes for the young submissive.

Evelyn had bought Brandy clothes for work, several negligees, and a couple of outfits for when they went out on the town. 

One outfit that Evelyn picked out was a white strapless push up bra that exposed Brandy's breasts from her nipples up, and a white thong that barely covered her crotch. 

Evelyn also bought Brandy a pair of white thigh high stockings to go with the bra and thong.

Brandy suspected the outfit was to be worn as she hung from the center beam in the living room, but she didn't ask her Mistress if that was her plan. 

They loaded the bags into the bed of the truck, and then climbed into the cab of the pickup. 

"Where are we going now, Mistress?" Brandy asked.

Evelyn gave her young lover a sly grin. "There is an adult shop about ten miles down the interstate. A friend of mine owns it. She knows how to keep her mouth shut, so we don't have to worry about gossips. I think it's time we picked up a few toys." Evelyn gave her passenger a grave look. "Lola is a very close friend of mine as well as a dominatrix. So make sure you treat her with the respect she deserves."

Brandy's heart skipped a beat, as she quickly said, "Yes Mistress." Her thoughts flashed to the bullwhip hanging on the peg in the bedroom.

Evelyn started the truck and headed for the interstate.

Brandy wanted to ask Evelyn if she was serious when she said she wanted to practice her bullwhip skills on Brandy's body, but as a true submissive, she knew better than to question her Master.

Evelyn had made the statement. She had said she was good with a whip.

Brandy would have to trust her Mistress. Besides, even though the idea of being a target for a bullwhip terrified Brandy, it also excited her. She envisioned herself hanging from the center beam of the cabin, nude, and completely helpless. A ball gag was crammed in her mouth. Brandy couldn't ask Evelyn to stop if she wanted to.

Evelyn stood about eight to ten feet away, also nude, and holding the whip in her calloused hand. The lovely rancher drew the whip back, and let the tip fly towards Brandy's exposed flesh.

"Brandy, are you alright?" Evelyn asked, breaking Brandy's thoughts.

"Yes Mistress. I'm just happy to be with you."

Evelyn noticed the look on the young woman's face. She knew that Brandy had something on her mind. "Brandy, a good submissive does not lie to her Mistress. Now tell me what you are thinking about."

Brandy took a deep breath before answering. "I was a little curious about what you said earlier this morning."

"Are you talking about the bullwhip?"

Brandy nodded. "I trust you mistress, and I believe you when you say you are an expert with a whip. I guess I'm a little afraid is all. No one has ever done something like that to me before."

As Evelyn pulled onto the interstate, she reached out and caressed Brandy's cheek. Evelyn was new to BDSM, but she understood enough to know that just because Brandy was afraid, it didn't necessarily mean she didn't want to try doing something new and dangerous. The middle aged rancher was glad that her friend Lola had been more than happy to share stories of her sexual conquests over the years. "Sweetie, you are my submissive not my slave. That means you have the right to say no if you don't want to do something. I can give you as much pain as you desire, and I can put red marks all over your sexy body if that is what you want. But I will not cut or scar you with the whip. I've used a bullwhip since I was a girl. I can pick a fly off a horse's ear at a full gallop. However, I will not force you to do something that you flat out don't want to do. If you do not wish to be whipped with the bullwhip, all you have to do is say so."

Brandy smiled, and then reached up to caress her lover's calloused hand. A powerful and unbreakable need to please her lesbian lover was birthed at that moment. "I love you mistress."

"I love you too sweetie."

Brandy was torn between her desires. She craved the fear and excitement that the bull whip brought to their sex games. Brandy also craved the pain that the whip would give her. But she knew that if Evelyn made a mistake, her flesh would be ripped from her body. That thought terrified her most. 

A whip crack aimed too high, or delivered with too much force could scar the pretty woman's face, or body for life. 

But to deny Mistress her right to use her body as she wished was too painful for Brandy to even consider. Brandy would be terrified. She would whimper and plead for mercy with her Mistress. But she had no idea how she could possibly refuse her.

Evelyn and Brandy entered the adult book store.

An older woman was behind the counter. She appeared to be in her late fifties. She looked up and smiled at Evelyn. "It's been awhile since you've been in here."

"Hello Lola," Evelyn said in a friendly tone. "How is business?"

"Business has been good. The economy may be affecting other industries, but people always need their sex toys." Lola looked Brandy over. "Who is young lady with you?"

"Lola, this is Brandy. She is my friend."

The older woman gave Evelyn a toothy grin. "Is she just a friend, or is she a friend with benefits?"

"If you're asking me if we are lovers, the answer is yes. Brandy is a submissive, and she needs a new ball gag."

Brandy blushed furiously, but she remained quiet.

"Evelyn, I knew that one day the right girl would bring out the dominatrix in you," Lola said as she gave her friend a sly grin.

The lovely rancher smiled at her friend. "Brandy sort of brought me into her world, didn't you sweetie?"

The red cheeked submissive lowered her gaze. "Yes Mistress." 

Lola nodded. "It's been years since I've run across a submissive lesbian. I kept one for a few months when I was in my thirties. But I found I like pretty young men much more."

Brandy kept her eyes lowered, and remained quiet.

"Speaking of pretty men," Evelyn asked. "Where is your current playmate? I haven't seen him since the two of you were out at my place last August."

"He's tied up in the back. I go back and spank him from time to time between customers. He was naughty this morning, and I am reminding him who the boss is."

Evelyn glanced at her submissive. "Yes, they need to be reminded from time to time, don't they?"

Brandy's cheeks reddened, but she remained quiet.

Lola turned her attention to Brandy. She came out from behind the counter. She approached Brandy. "Look at me, and open your mouth as wide as you can," the dominatrix commanded.

Brandy lifted her gaze, and opened her mouth wide as instructed.

Lola carefully inspected Brandy's mouth. "A one and a half inch gag should be plenty big enough."

"My last gag was an inch and a quarter," Brandy quickly replied. She instantly regretted speaking. "Please, excuse me. I didn't mean to sound like I was arguing with you."

Lola acted as if she hadn't heard the girl. "How long did you have the gag?"

"Brandy has slept in it every night for the past four years," Evelyn said. "Her previous Dominant kept it when he threw her out."

"I thought so," Lola replied as she examined Brandy's lips. "I can see where gag rubs the skin along the sides of her mouth. It's from wearing a gag for hours at a time. That's why I recommend a larger gag. The larger gag will force her jaws farther apart, and relieve some of the rubbing on the sides of her lips. I do suggest that you not get her anything bigger for sleeping however."

"Why can't she use a bigger gag?" Evelyn asked. 

"If she's sleeping in it, a larger gag will increase her saliva build up. She could choke to death on her own saliva as she sleeps. She could probably take a two inch gag for sex play, but I'd use an inch and a half for sleeping. A few years ago, a girl fell asleep tied to the bed with a two and a half inch gag in her mouth, and she woke up choking on her own saliva. Fortunately her Husband woke up and removed the gag before she died."

"In that case, we need two gags," Evelyn replied. "We will take an inch and a half for sleep, and a two inch for play."

"Don't forget about the rope, Mistress," Brandy quickly added.

Lola noticed the rope burns on Brandy's wrists. Taking hold of the girl's hands she examined the burns. "She's been using lasso rope on you, hasn't she?"

Brandy nodded. "Yes Ma'am."

"I thought so. I have the proper rope in stock sweetie." Turning to Evelyn, she asked, "How much rope do you need?"

Evelyn glanced at her submissive. "I'm not sure."

Brandy looked up at her Mistress. She had the look of someone who had made a decision. "We need four pieces that are three feet long each, and one very long rope."

"How long does it need to be?"

"Thirty feet should be long enough," Evelyn said as she gazed back at her young lover.

Brandy could almost feel the whip caressing her tender flesh. She trembled at the thought of being struck repeatedly by the cruel weapon.

"You will find packages of rope hanging on the back wall. I suggest you look at collars while you're back there."

Evelyn realized just how much she had to learn about being a dominatrix. "I hadn't even thought about a collar. Hell, I've seen your submissive wearing his collar dozens of times. I should have thought about that right away."

Lola winked at her long time friend. "That's why you should always come to me for supplies. Just remember, you treat your submissive like you would a pet. You praise her when she merits it, and punish her when she's been bad. But always show her how much you love her and she will be happy and contented."

As they pulled off the interstate; and onto the highway to the ranch, a police car shot onto the on ramp, heading west. The car was running its lights and siren.

"It looks like someone may have gotten into a wreck on the interstate," Evelyn said as she headed towards her ranch. "We might just be getting some traffic on our highway after all."

"Why will we be getting traffic, Mistress?" Brandy asked. She sat in the passenger seat with her brand new collar around her neck. 

The collar was thin and made of black leather.

"It depends on how bad the wreck is. If the wreck blocks both east bound lanes, the Highway Patrol will redirect traffic to Interstate 80 until they can get the highway cleared. And the only road that goes that way for the next hundred miles is our road."

An hour later, Brandy and Evelyn were back at the cabin, and had finished going through Brandy's old clothes.

Evelyn let Brandy keep anything she'd bought on her own. But she made the girl throw everything that Ted had bought her onto the floor.

Brandy hung up her new clothes in the closet. She turned to get the under clothes and sleep wear off the bed, when she spotted the push up bra, thong and thigh high stockings carefully laid out on the bed.

Evelyn obviously wanted her to change into the outfit. 

Brandy put the rest of her things in the dresser drawer, and proceeded to remove her clothes. As she pulled her shirt up, the young submissive noticed the empty peg.

The whip was missing.

Brandy felt her stomach begin to tighten as she stared at the empty peg. Forcing herself to continue, Brandy stripped off the clothes and laid them aside. She then dressed in the revealing under garments. 

She looked at her reflection in the full length mirror mounted to the outside of the bathroom door. The bra stopped a half inch below her nipples. The thong barely covered her crotch, and her boyish buttocks were completely exposed. Although the stockings looked good on her long legs, they were extremely thin.

The girl knew in her heart that the flimsy garments would not provide her any protection against the whip.

If Evelyn made a mistake, Brandy would pay the price.

The sound of a power tool erupted throughout the house.

Brandy had no idea what her Dom might be up to, but she had no doubt that it was directly linked to what was about to happen.

The pretty girl ran her fingers along the leather wrapped around her neck. She loved the feel of the collar against her skin. Her thoughts raced back to another kind of leather. It was a dangerous kind of leather that would be applied to her exposed flesh.

As Brandy waited for Evelyn to come get her, she stared at her reflection, trying to decide what to do. She loved Evelyn and wanted to please her. Also, the idea of being whipped with the eight foot long rawhide bullwhip was exciting to her.

But the fact that something could go wrong kept eating at the pretty submissive. She was placing herself in terrible danger. It both thrilled and terrified Brandy. However, Brandy had made the decision to completely submit to her Mistress. If Mistress wanted to whip her with the bullwhip, she would take the whipping.

"You look lovely."

Brandy spun to see Evelyn standing in the doorway.

She had stripped off most of her clothes, and was dressed only in her Stetson, a black, lacy bra, a pair of black panties, and her boots. Her heavy, full breasts and shapely hips were accentuated by her black underwear.

Brandy was amazed that she hadn't heard her Mistress enter the room. "Thank you Mistress. So do you."

Evelyn sauntered over to her submissive, and took her in her arms. The rancher drew the young woman close and kissed her on the mouth. She ran her hands along the girl's exposed flesh, as she gazed into Brandy's eyes. "You know you don't have to do this if you don't want to."

Brandy glanced at the offending clothes that Ted had bought her lying on the floor. A tear ran down Brandy's cheek. "Mistress, I brought clothes into your home that offended you. I must be punished."

Evelyn smiled at her lover. She leaned in and bit the girl's lower lip, causing Brandy to gasp. Drawing back, she said, "Yes, you must be punished. Bringing in clothes that another dominant bought you is a punishable offence. Not only will you be punished for the clothes, you will be whipped for peeing in my mouth. I tasted a few drops of urine coming from your pussy this morning." 

Brandy gasped and her eyes grew wide with fear. "I'm sorry Mistress. I tried to hold it back."

"You still must be punished. As your punishment you will be whipped until you cum."

Brandy began to tremble. "Yes Mistress." Her voice was barely above a whisper.


Snow Bound 02



"You will be hanging for quite some time, so I suggest you go pee. We wouldn't want any more accidents, would we?""

Brandy shook her head, and then entered the bathroom.

Evelyn followed her inside and watched as the girl pulled down her thong and sat on the toilet.

Brandy felt embarrassed as she sat there with her Mistress watching her relieve herself. No one had ever watched her go to the bathroom before. The sensation of embarrassment made the girl feel helpless, and completely under Evelyn's control. Brandy began to realize just how bad of a Dominant Ted had been. 

He knew very little about being a proper Master.

After finishing, the red haired submissive cleaned herself; then stood up, and pulled up the thong. She then flushed the toilet and waited for her Mistress to make the next move.

Evelyn took Brandy by the hand and led her into the living room. Even though they were roughly the same height, with the boots, Evelyn appeared to be several inches taller than her submissive. With each step, the boots thudded on the hardwood floor, reminding Brandy just who was in charge.

The thirty foot long bondage rope was thrown over the center beam that ran through the length of the cabin. Brandy noticed that it was arranged so that she would be hanging directly in front of the cabin's big bay window. She quickly looked out at the road that ran next to the property. 

Even though the cabin was about a hundred feet from the highway, anyone looking into the bay window would most likely be able to see her hanging there. 

Brandy stared at the massive amount of traffic passing in front of the cabin. 

The cars and trucks were practically bumper to bumper.

Evelyn faced her submissive. "I called the Highway Patrol. An eighteen wheeler carrying a thousand gallons of diesel turned over on the interstate a few miles east of our off ramp. With the snow and freezing cold it will take the highway department and hazmat at least two days to clean up the mess. Traffic will be like this for quite some time."

Brandy realized that Evelyn intended to hang her nearly nude body in the window like a painting, and whip her as the traffic passed by. She wanted to turn and run into the bedroom, but she stood her ground.

The house was some distance away from the highway, but still someone might see her hanging there like a window display.

Evelyn took hold of Brandy's arm and led her to the window, forcing her to stand next to the rope.

Brandy instantly spotted the two inch ball gag lying on the small table next to the window. The whip was also lying there next to the gag. Even with the whip curled up on the table it looked dangerous.

To Brandy it looked like a poisonous snake curled and ready to strike.

Evelyn picked up the gag and stepped behind Brandy. She eased the gag over Brandy's head, and placed it against the young woman's lips.

The pretty submissive instantly opened her mouth as wide as she could.

Evelyn pulled the gag into Brandy's mouth, forcing it between her teeth.

As the gag was pulled deeper into her mouth, Brandy felt her jaws being stretched open. Soon the red ball was as far back in her mouth as it would go.

Brandy felt like her jaws were being pulled apart. She whimpered in protest, but didn't expect her Mistress to remove the gag.

Evelyn tied the ball gag in place. She then turned Brandy around to face her. 

Tears were running down Brandy's cheeks. She was being humiliated and punished for peeing Mistress' mouth, and for the offending clothes. Brandy would take her punishment as she knew she should. She was being trained to follow Mistress' instructions. This was a lesson she would never forget.

Evelyn grasped the rope, and one of Brandy's wrists. She quickly wrapped the rope around Brandy's rope burned wrist. Evelyn considered waiting until Brandy's wrists had healed, but she dismissed the idea.

A submissive would view that as an act of weakness.

A dominatrix must never appear to be weak in the eyes of her sub. Evelyn decided that after this play time she would tape Brandy's wrists until they healed to the reduce friction that the ropes created.

Evelyn grabbed Brandy's other wrist and crossed it over the rope. She expertly tied the young woman's wrists together.

Brandy could hear the cars passing by on the highway. She wanted to step away from the window, but to do so would be considered unacceptable.

Evelyn drew Brandy into her arms and kissed her. Breaking the kiss, she said in a gentle tone. "You must learn that when your Mistress says not to pee, you follow her instructions sweetie."

"Yes Mistress," Brandy replied with a trembling voice.

Evelyn stepped to one side of the room, drawing the remaining rope with her as she moved.

Brandy noticed that a very large eyehook had been screwed into the wall.

The hook was obviously there to tie off the rope.

Evelyn ran the rope through the hook. She then looked back at her lover. Grasping the rope in her leathered hands, she began to pull the rope taught.

Brandy's arms began to move upward. Soon her arms were pulled straight up over her head. She could feel her shoulders pressing against the leather collar around her neck.

Evelyn felt her pussy juices begin to flow as she took in the sight of Brandy standing there, completely helpless and exposed. She put her booted foot against the log wall and pulled.

Brandy's feet left the floor. Brandy felt her under arms spasm as she left the floor. 

Her wrists burned from the ropes. Her body began to tingle with desire. She struggled between the shame she felt at being exposed to the passing cars, and the desire she felt to please her Mistress.

A few tugs later, and her toes were dangling six inches off the hardwood floor. 

Evelyn tied several knots in the rope, securing Brandy in place.

At that moment a car horn sounded, causing Brandy to turn beet red. 

She didn't know if the driver was honking at someone on the highway, or if the honk was directed at her.

Evelyn approached the dangling woman, her boots thudding against the wooden floor. She looked her dangling submissive over; satisfied that she wasn't going anywhere. "I intend to whip you, but first, I'm going to let you hang there for a while. The passing motorists should be entertained, don't you think?"

Brandy moaned into the gag that stretched her jaws wide.

Evelyn looked her lover over, enjoying the sight of her hanging there, helpless and exposed. "You make an incredibly sexy window ornament."

Brandy couldn't believe just how far this lesbian had taken her.

Ted had enjoyed tying her up and having sex with her. But he had never done anything this raunchy or debasing.

To be hung up in the window for everyone to see; and to be used as a target for whip practice was more than Brandy had ever thought possible. 

Yet here she was hanging before her Mistress, waiting for the whip.

As Evelyn gazed at Brandy, a twisted thought ran through her mind. "You know, I'll bet the motorists would really enjoy looking at you if you weren't wearing that bra and thong."

Brandy's eyes grew wide, and she bit into the gag.

Evelyn took hold of Brandy's waist, and spun her around so that she faced the window. The black haired woman undid the lacy white bra and tossed it aside.

Brandy whimpered as her small breasts were exposed to the outside traffic. She had no idea if they could see inside the cabin. The thought that they might be able to see her nearly nude form both shamed and thrilled her.

Evelyn slipped her fingers into the waistband of the thong. She slid it down Brandy's long legs and dropped it on the floor. 

Brandy hung there totally exposed to the outside world. She watched the cars stream past the house. Part of her hoped they couldn't see in. Part of her hoped they could. The sight of the bullwhip lying on the table served as a reminder that her ordeal was only beginning.

Evelyn left the living room, and went into the kitchen. Her boots thudded loudly as she left the room. She took a bottle of wine out of the refrigerator. She then grabbed a wine glass and a kitchen chair. Evelyn strolled back into the living room. 

Brandy heard each step her booted Mistress took.

Setting the chair several feet behind Brandy, the older woman sat down, and poured herself a glass.

Brandy could do nothing but hang there, watching the passing cars, and glancing at the whip from time to time.

Evelyn didn't utter a word. She just sat there quietly and drank the wine. She knew she had to be careful not to drink too much. Too much wine would dull her skills.

Brandy had no idea how long she'd hung there. She knew that more than an hour had passed, but she didn't know if she'd hung there for an hour and a half, or three hours. Her wrists, and arms ached, and her shoulders felt like they were being pulled from her sockets.

The cars kept streaming by as she hung there in the big bay window.

Even though Evelyn never moved from her chair, she had not spoken a word to Brandy. She just sat there, admiring her sexy body. Her body tingled with excitement as she took in the view in her window.

Noticing that the fireplace was starting to die down, Evelyn stood up and grabbed a log.

Brandy heard the sound of her Mistress standing. She involuntarily whimpered.

Evelyn turned and approached her hanging lover. Her boots thudded against the hardwood floor. She forced the log between Brandy's thighs, and began rubbing the bark of the firewood against the young woman's labia and clit.

Brandy's moan was low and guttural.

"Does Mistress' sex toy enjoy the feel of the wood against her pussy?"

Brandy tightened her thighs around the stick of wood.

Evelyn rubbed the wood back and forth against Brandy's pussy lips and clit.

The hanging woman jerked involuntarily against the rope. Her wrists were too numb to feel the pain from the rope burns. 

"Is sex toy ready to feel the bite of mistress' whip?"

Brandy felt her heart flutter. The time had arrived. She could shake her head no, and the game would end, or she could nod yes, and her pain would increase. Brandy nodded yes.

Evelyn withdrew the log from between Brandy's thighs. She walked over to the fireplace and laid it on the fire. She then stirred up the coals to make sure the log caught fire.

Brandy hung from the center beam, waiting for her torment to begin. Every fiber in her being screamed that this was insane. But in her heart, Brandy knew she had to go through with this. She wanted to give herself completely to Mistress. Brandy wanted to give her flesh to Mistress' bullwhip.

Evelyn approached the table. She picked up the whip and turned to face her target. She looked the young woman's hanging body over. Her loins throbbed with anticipation. "Darling, you are beautiful. You are sexy in ways that you will probably never know.

Tears of joy began running down Brandy's cheeks. She was beautiful to her mistress. 

"Are you ready to take your whipping?"

Brandy nodded.

As Evelyn walked past her submissive, she momentarily rubbed the whip against the girl's clit.

Brandy gasped into the gag. She listened intently to her lover's foot steps.

Evelyn picked up the kitchen chair, and moved it to one side. Next she set the bottle and the glass on the seat of the chair.

Brandy hung from the beam, not knowing what was happening behind her. She concentrated on the sound of Mistress' boots thudding against the floor. Her body trembled with anticipation and fear. She gazed out at the passing cars, and wondered if they knew what was going on inside the log cabin.

Would they be aware that her Mistress was striking her with a bullwhip? Would they see her jerk involuntarily as each lash was laid across her bare flesh?

Evelyn unfurled the whip across the floor.

The sound of the leather sliding across the hard wood made Brandy tense up. She began to have second thoughts about this. To have her backside spanked like Lola did to her submissive was one thing, but Evelyn was going to use a bullwhip on her.

Evelyn drew the whip back and snapped it hard.

The long piece of leather flew through the air and popped loudly next to Brandy's right buttock.

Brandy jerked, and screeched into the gag. She began to pant in fear.

"That's my girl," Evelyn said in a soothing voice. "The whip terrifies you. It makes you feel helpless and vulnerable, doesn't it?"

Brandy did indeed feel helpless and vulnerable. For as long as she could remember, the feeling of vulnerability brought out a hunger that she couldn't explain. But she had never been this vulnerable before.

Evelyn drew the whip back and snapped it again.

This time the cruel instrument snapped so close to the submissive that she felt the breeze caress her left buttock.

Brandy whimpered into the gag. She kept gasping for air, but the large gag kept her from getting a lung full of oxygen. When she swallowed, the collar rubbed against her throat. She forced herself to calm down, and breathe through her nostrils. She involuntarily spread her legs a few inches apart.

Evelyn felt incredibly powerful. She loved the power that this young submissive had given her. She popped the whip between Brandy's spread knees.

The leather tip actually stroked the folds of Brandy's pussy as it passed between her legs. 

The dangling submissive jerked violently against her bond. Her breathing increased, and her heart began to pound so loudly she could hear it.

"Hold very still sweetie. The next stroke will make contact with your flesh."

Brandy grunted, and forced herself to hold still. She didn't want to start swinging from the center post.

A misjudged whip snap caused by her swinging body would be most unpleasant, and most likely would draw blood.

Evelyn took careful aim, and once again sent the wrapped strips of leather towards her prize.

The leather tip struck Brandy on her left butt cheek, sending sharp pain through her. Her flesh quickly turned red from the sting of the whip.

Brandy's eyes flew wide open, and she began jerking against the ropes. She screamed into the gag. She no longer cared about the traffic that passed the window. Her terror soared to new heights. This was no longer a fantasy.

Evelyn had struck her body with the bullwhip. More strikes were coming.

The beautiful rancher drew back and snapped the whip again.

This time the tip struck the back of Brandy's stocking clad left thigh. A red blemish appeared on the dangling woman's thigh.

A high pitched whine erupted through the two inch gag in her mouth. Her clit became engorged, and her pussy lips began to involuntarily contract.

Evelyn smiled in satisfaction. She knew the terror her submissive was experiencing was also making the young woman incredibly horny. Her own body began to respond to the sex play. She snapped the whip against Brandy's back, directly between her shoulder blades. Another streak of red appeared across her back.

The sting of the whip across her back caught the dangling girl by surprise. She screamed into the gag. "Oh Fuck," she tried to exclaim through the ball gag. Her body shook uncontrollably.

Evelyn struck her three more times with the small leather tip. Each strike sent the rancher's sexual tension soaring higher.

Each time the whip caressed her exposed flesh, Brandy writhed in fear, pain, and sexual excitement. Her back, buttocks, and thighs were covered with red marks from the whip.

Evelyn desperately wanted to see her lover's face. She took a step closer and whipped the weapon out sideways.

The length of leather wrapped around Brandy's slim waist.

Brandy felt her heart skip a beat. She could feel the leather wrapped around her exposed middle.

Evelyn then slowly pulled on the whip, causing Brandy's body to turn around until she was facing her Mistress.

The whip dropped to the floor.

Evelyn saw the fear and lust in the young woman's eyes. 

Brandy's dangling form started to spin too far around.

Evelyn snapped the whip around Brandy's ankles to stop her from continuing to turn. Evelyn stepped close to her target, and ran the thick part of the whip through the dangling young woman's pussy lips. 

Brandy moaned deeply as a mini orgasm shot through her loins.

Turning Brandy so that her back squarely faced the bay window, Evelyn asked, "Does my sweet little submissive want more?"

Brandy was being given a chance to stop if she wanted. Reason screamed for her to nod no. Every fiber in her being said, make it stop. Tears ran down the young woman's cheeks as she nodded yes. Although she knew it was crazy, Brandy did indeed want more.

Evelyn removed the whip from around Brandy's dainty ankles and then stepped back.

Brandy realized that this time her Dom intended to leave her facing the whip. Her body once again began to tremble in fear.

Evelyn took aim and swung the whip towards Brandy.

The dangling submissive clenched her eyes shut as she bit down on the gag.

The leather tip popped Brandy's right nipple, sending a stinging sensation through her upper body. Her nipple instantly hardened.

Brandy screeched yet again. Her eyes popped open. She couldn't stop crying as her Mistress drew back and struck her other nipple. Her pussy began to twitch with excitement. Both nipples were red and looked angry.

Evelyn felt the juices from her own pussy running down her inner thighs. She had never been this turned on before. She drew back and struck Brandy's right thigh, leaving a red whelp on her skin.

The girl began convulsing, desperate to suck in air. Her body began to explode with micro-bursts of sexual tension. She was incredibly close to orgasm. Brandy craved release. She didn't care if Evelyn scarred her for life. She just wanted to cum. 

The sexy rancher drew back and swung the whip yet again.

The leather tip caressed her belly button.

Brandy began panting into the gag.

Evelyn could tell that her submissive was close to climax. She drew back and swung the weapon again.

The whip snapped against Brandy's engorged clit with a resounding pop.

The girl's clit swelled even more and turned a dark shade of red.

The pain sent the beautiful young submissive over the edge. She began to jerk involuntarily as her orgasm exploded from her dangling body. Drool began running down her chin as she screamed in ecstasy. She convulsed time and again as her orgasm intensified. Guttural sounds could be heard coming through the ball gag. 

Evelyn stepped forward and thrust the handle of the whip against Brandy's sensitive clit.

Brandy threw her head back and let out a high pitched screech. She jerked again and again as her orgasm shook her to the very core of her being. Finally unable to take it any longer, Brandy lost consciousness.

The dominant lesbian walked around her unconscious submissive and inspected her flesh.

Other than the welts that would disappear in a few hours, Brandy's skin looked flawless.

Evelyn smiled in satisfaction with the knowledge that she had indeed driven her lover over the edge of orgasmic bliss without permanently scarring her. 

Evelyn dropped the whip before lowering her submissive to the floor. She untied her lover and carried her to the bedroom. 

Evelyn laid Brandy on the bed, and then slid in next to her. As she held Brandy against her, the sexy rancher began rubbing her own clit with her middle finger. Within minutes she began trembling as her orgasm exploded deep within. She shook and moaned as she held onto her lover's unconscious form.

Evelyn gazed down at her sexy submissive and noticed the drool coming out of the sides of her mouth. 

Lola's warning about choking flashed through her mind.

Removing the ball gag and laying it on the nightstand, Evelyn took a hanky out of the top drawer and wiped away the saliva. She then held the girl in her arms until she finally regained consciousness. 




Snow Bound 02



The first thing Brandy did was kiss her Mistress. She smiled at the woman who had used her as a target. "Thank you, mistress. That was the best orgasm of my life."

Evelyn stroked the girl's jaw. "A good Mistress knows how to keep her submissive happy."

"You do make me happy, Mistress." Brandy was so exhausted that she fell asleep in Evelyn's arms. It was the first time in four years she had fallen asleep without being bound and gagged.

The next morning, Evelyn woke up. Her eyes popped open when she felt two hands on her thighs, and a tongue sliding through her vaginal lips. Her clit was engorged, and her pussy was twitching with desire. Lifting her head, she looked down the length of her body.

A smiling Brandy was lying between her legs, orally pleasing her. The welts from the whip had all but completely vanished. Only a few pink marks remained. Other than the rope burns on her wrists and ankles, and the pink spots on her flesh, Brandy's skin looked almost as flawless as when she climbed into Evelyn's pickup two days earlier.

The young submissive stopped licking her Master's pussy long enough to say, "Good morning mistress." She then shoved her face back into the woman's sex and resumed licking, and sucking. 



Snow Bound 03



Chapter 03 

Starting Over

Interstate 80 looked typical for this time of year. The highway was covered with snow, but it wasn't so heavy that it was not drivable. Hundreds of cars, trucks, and eighteen wheelers were traveling on the snow covered interstate. Most were filled with Holiday travelers, heading home from visiting Family. Some were heading to the nearest big town, to do some after Christmas shopping. Others were either on their way home from work, or they were getting back into their regular routine of running errands.

Evelyn Landers, the owner of one of the smaller ranches in Wyoming had a different reason for being on the snow covered interstate. It had been over a month since Evelyn had visited her friend Lola. Evelyn felt like visiting Lola, just so she didn't feel so lonely. 

Three weeks earlier Brandy had been forced to move back home to Georgia to take care of her Mother. The submissive young woman had lost her Father in a car accident. Her Mother had been so despondent that Brandy had tearfully told her Mistress that she needed to go home to take care of her Mom until the grieving widow could take care of herself.

Evelyn dreaded letting the girl go, but she understood that family came first in life.

A week later, Brandy called her Mistress to tell her that her Mother had suffered a nervous breakdown, and that she wouldn't be able to leave her alone.

Apparently, the woman's breakdown had been so severe that it could take her years to recover.

Their nearly year long relationship ended as quickly as it had started.

As the cattle rancher pulled off the interstate, she drove the fifty feet to the entrance to Lola's adult shop. 

Four cars, a minivan, and a pickup that looked like it had seen better days were parked out front.

Lola always parked her car in back.

Evelyn suddenly felt a deep sense of dread entering the shop. It was here that she'd bought Brandy's 2 inch ball gag, and the rope she used to string Brandy up for their target practice sessions. 

Evelyn could still see Brandy hanging from the center beam in the living room with her nude body dangling by her bound wrists. Her girlish figure and long legs made such tempting targets for the whip.

The beautiful young woman's eyes were filled with fear and sexual need as she waited for the first stroke of the bull whip.

A small smile appeared on Evelyn's lips as she thought about the way Brandy would twitch, and yelp into the ball gag as the whip popped her sensitive flesh.

Brandy's flesh would turn pink, then red as she received her whippings. Her orgasms would be so intense that the sexy submissive often fainted during their sessions.

Evelyn had never considered using her bull whip skills on another person before Brandy.

The young submissive just had a way of bringing out Evelyn's dominant side. 

Evelyn had noticed the way Brandy looked at the whip as it hung on her bedroom wall from the very beginning.

It was obvious that the girl wanted to know what it felt like to be used as a target. Her fear and obvious excitement at the prospect of being whipped; mixed with her need to be bound, and gagged, stirred up deeply buried feelings that the rancher had never allowed to surface until the young submissive had entered her life.

Brandy, with her need to be controlled had forced the dominant nature in Evelyn to the surface. Thanks to Brandy, just having sex with a woman would never satisfy Evelyn again.

The raven haired rancher would never be happy with a woman who didn't crave being controlled as much as she craved having control.

Evelyn shoved the troubling thoughts aside. Brandy was gone, and there was nothing she could do about it. Climbing out of the cab of her Pickup, Evelyn forced herself to go inside.

Lola was standing behind the counter. She spotted the pretty rancher and beamed with happiness. "Evelyn sweetie, how are you today?"

"I'm doing alright Lola. How is business?"

"Business is booming, as usual. People always need their magazines, video, and toys."

Evelyn glanced around the store and noticed that a half a dozen or so customers were busy shopping. "You certainly have a lot of customers today."

Lola gave her friend a sly smile. "Fortunately for me, people will always need their sex toys." 

Evelyn chuckled as she said, "your sex toy is five foot eight and weighs about one hundred sixty five pounds."

"He's hung like a horse too." Lola glanced at the front entrance. A frown appeared on her face. "Where is Brandy?"

Evelyn tried to put on a strong front, but failed miserably. "Her Father was killed in a traffic accident a few weeks ago. She had to move back home to take care of her Mother. The poor woman had a nervous breakdown, and couldn't take care of herself." 

"That's too bad. Brandy was really good for you. But when one door closes, another one usually opens." The older woman gave her friend the once over. "You look like you could use someone to talk to."

"Yeah, ever since Brandy moved back home it has been a little lonely on that ranch."

Evelyn and Lola talked for over an hour. 

A customer would approach the counter from time to time, and pay for his or her purchases.

Evelyn would stand back and let her friend take care of the customer, and then they would resume talking.

Lola told Evelyn that her submissive was at home, wearing a butt plug. He had broken a family heirloom and was being punished for being clumsy. 

"What will he do if he needs to go to the bathroom?" Evelyn asked.

"Toy can go to the bathroom after I close up the store."

"You should bring him out to my ranch sometime and string him up in front of my bay window," Evelyn said with a sly grin. "A few pops of my bullwhip on his backside will straighten him out."

"Oh hell no," the older woman snorted. "You pop him on the ass with that whip of yours and he'll cum all over your floor."

They burst into laughter at the crude joke.

As they chatted, the final customer, a young woman who couldn't be more than twenty approached the counter. As she laid her purchases on the counter, the young brunette kept her eyes on the countertop. Her face was flushed, and her well developed body trembled with obvious shame.

Lola took the three porn magazines and rang them up. "Will that be all today Sweetie?"

"Yes Miss Lola," the humiliated girl replied.

Lola shook her head in dismay. "It's none of my business, but shouldn't your Daddy be in here buying his own damn magazines?"

The pretty brunette took a small breath before responding. "Daddy says that it is beneath him to enter a sex shop, Miss Lola."

"So he sends you instead."

The girl's cheeks turned a bright shade of red. "Yes Ma'am," she replied, her eyes still glued to the counter.

Lola rang the girl's purchases. "That will be eighteen dollars, and nine cents."

The girl quickly paid for the magazines, looked at Evelyn for a moment, and then bolted out the door.

Lola watched the nervous young woman leave. "That is so pathetic. Her bastard of a Father doesn't want anyone to know that he buys sex magazines, so he sends her down here every month to buy them for him. He acts like he's too good to be seen in my store."

Evelyn was shocked at what she'd just learned. "You mean that young woman is forced to come down here because her Father doesn't want to be seen buying porn?"

"Yep, he's been doing that to her for two years. She always waits until the store is empty before making her purchases, and then she runs out of here like she's on fire."

"Isn't she Ed Bradley's Daughter?" Evelyn asked.

"Yeah, that's Polly Bradley. She's been coming in here every month since her Mama died. Her Mama used to come in for him, but now Polly has to do it. She needs to move away from that old coot, and start a life of her own."

"Why doesn't she?"

"Ed keeps the girl cowed, so she doesn't leave. He tells her that she isn't smart enough to be on her own. He has that poor girl convinced that no self respecting man would have her." Lola watched the girl pull away in her beat up old pickup. "I got news for Ed. He doesn't have to worry about some man taking his Daughter away."

"Why doesn't he have to worry?" Evelyn asked. "She's a beautiful woman."

Lola gazed back at her long time friend. "Oh hell, didn't you know? Polly is gay."

"Are you sure?" Evelyn couldn't believe she hadn't heard about Polly's sexuality. "Who is she dating?"

"I don't think she's ever dated anyone, but she definitely likes women. She's also submissive as hell."

"How do you know this?"

Lola stepped around the counter. "Follow me."

Evelyn followed the store owner back to the magazine rack. 

Lola picked up a lesbian bondage magazine and showed it to the rancher. "Every time the girl comes in here, she spends time looking through magazines like this one. Did you notice that she either calls me Miss Lola or Ma'am? She never looks me in the eye either. Polly knows I'm a Dominatrix. She naturally shows me respect. I don't think she even realizes she's doing it. She keeps her gaze directed towards the counter. That's also why she comes in here every month for her Daddy. The humiliation of being forced to buy the magazines turns the girl on. I'd bet good money that she parks somewhere on the way home, thumbs through the magazines, and masturbates. Hell, she knows you're a dominant lesbian. Did you see the way she looked at you before running out of the store? Polly is probably fantasizing about being tied to your bed and being humiliated as we speak."

Evelyn shook her head in amazement. "I'll be damned. I kind of suspected that the girl was submissive by nature, but I never would have guessed she is a sexually submissive lesbian."

A gleam suddenly appeared in Lola's eyes. "You know, a girl like that would take your mind off the loss of Brandy. It wouldn't take much to convince her to drive out to your ranch. She'd look mighty sexy tied to your bed, or strung up in your living room. Hell, she'd cum all over herself if you hung her in your living room window, and a car passed by."

Evelyn shook her head. "I'm not ready to take a on another bottom (submissive) yet. Besides, her Daddy is not going to let her out of his sight long enough for me to train her."

"Ed Bradley is not going to be around much longer." Lola glanced at the front entrance. "One of the 911 operators who is a regular customer of mine let it slip to me yesterday that Ed is under surveillance by the Wyoming state police."

"Why are the police watching Ed?"

"Apparently he's been running a methamphetamines lab out of his barn. The state cops have been waiting to catch him in the process of cooking the stuff. My customer told me that they are planning a sting on his place when he starts cooking up his next batch. Apparently he's got a big shipment going out this weekend. Hell, Polly may get home in the next half hour only to find her Daddy in handcuffs."

"Won't they arrest Polly as well?"

"My source tells me that Polly never seems to go near the barn. I suspect old Ed doesn't want his little girl to know what he's up to. Once Ed is caught, Polly will have nowhere to go. The state police will declare his ranch a crime scene, and Polly will have to move out while the investigation is underway."

"Polly can move back in once the case has been settled, can't she?"

"The bank will most likely foreclose once the mortgage becomes overdue. The poor girl will be out on the street."

Nine days later, Evelyn pulled into her snow covered driveway. She'd just spent the last three hours feeding and watering her five hundred head of cattle, and was looking forward to eating dinner and taking a nice hot soak in the tub. As she pulled around the back of her log home, Evelyn spotted Lola's parked car.

A pickup that Evelyn knew she'd recently seen was parked next to Lola.

Lola was sitting behind the wheel, and a young woman was sitting in the pickup. Lola's submissive was sitting the passenger seat next to his Mistress. 

He wore a pitiful expression on his face.

Gazing into the cab of the pickup, Evelyn recognized the young woman. "Lola, I told you I'm not ready for another relationship," Evelyn grumbled as she turned the truck's engine off. She climbed out of her pickup, and approached her friend's car.

Lola got out and waved at her long time friend. "I'm sorry to pop in unannounced but I was hoping you could help me with a problem."

"You know you don't need an invitation to come by. What kind of problem are you having?"

Lola turned and snapped her fingers. "Toy, get your ass out of that car," she commanded.

The young man reluctantly climbed out of the car. He approached his Mistress and stood before her, his eyes were glued to her feet.

"I took Polly in after her Daddy was arrested last Friday. She has been working for me at the sex shop, and staying in my spare bedroom." Lola grabbed a handful of the young man's hair and yanked. 

He squealed in terror.

"This morning I caught my dirty Toy spying through the bathroom keyhole at Polly while she was taking a shower. Polly needs a place to stay, but I can't have her staying with me and having this piece of shit," Lola yanked his hair hard, causing him to whine; "peeking at her while she bathes."

Evelyn glared at the naughty submissive. 

He cringed under the Dominant Lesbian's glare.

She then looked at the young woman in the truck. "I take it you want me to take Polly in."

"I'm sorry to put you through this, but it looks like Ed Bradley is going to plead guilty in exchange for a lighter sentence. The police have declared the property a crime scene. With the ranch closed up during the investigation Polly has nowhere to live. Once the case closes, the bank will begin foreclosure procedures. Besides, now that Brandy is gone you need help keeping your ranch going."

Evelyn did miss having someone to keep the house clean. She also missed having company. 

Ranch life had gotten lonely now that Brandy was gone. 

Evelyn's gaze returned to the frightened girl. "Did she bring her things?"

"Her suitcases are in the bed of her truck." Lola let her sex toy's hair go, and shoved him towards the pickup. "Carry the girl's bags inside. And don't let me catch you in her suitcase, fondling her underwear."

"Yes Mistress," the frightened young man replied as he turned and unlocked the trunk.

"Hey," Evelyn offered. "Why don't you join me for dinner? I've got several steaks in the fridge that need to be eaten before they go bad."

"That sounds good to me." Lola turned to her lover. "Toy, take the suitcases inside, then get your feeding dish out of the back seat."

Polly was set up in the guest room. She offered to fix Dinner, but Evelyn decided to make her first night as comfortable as possible.

"Lola is preparing dinner tonight, while I shower. You can fix breakfast in the morning." 

"Yes Miss Evelyn."

Evelyn noticed that the girl called her Miss Evelyn, and hardly ever looked her in the eye. 'Damn, I guess Lola is right about the girl.'

After taking a quick shower, she changed into a T shirt, a pair of cutoffs, and boots. Evelyn then headed to the kitchen to help her friend with dinner.

Toy was sitting on the dining room floor. His head was hung low in shame, as he waited for Mistress to feed him.

As she entered the kitchen she saw Polly standing behind Lola, who was turning the steaks over.

The young woman stared at Evelyn's powerful legs for a moment, but stopped when she realized that the rancher was watching her. She was obviously embarrassed at being caught.

Evelyn gave the girl a warm smile. "Do you like what you see?" 

Polly immediately directed her eyes to the floor. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been staring."

"It's alright. I think I have very nice legs."

"Nice legs hell. Your legs make me wish I was gay," Lola said as she turned the last of the cooking steaks.

"If you were, we'd still have a problem. Two dominants would never work out. We'd constantly be fighting for control."

"I'd go bottom for a chance to have your long, sexy legs wrapped around my waist."

Evelyn approached her friend, and hugged her. "Would you let me use you for bullwhip target practice?"

Lola laughed hard. "Damn, Brandy certainly brought out the disciplinarian in you."

Polly stared hard at the floor, terrified by this line of discussion.

The three women sat at the dining room table eating their meals.

Because he was in trouble, Toy had to eat his dinner out of his dog food dish on the floor. 

Knowing that Evelyn would invite them to stay and eat, Lola ordered Toy to bring his dish with him.

Toy felt humiliated as he bent his head and took a bite of mashed potatoes. The knowledge that he was being forced to eat on the floor in front of others made his cock stir in his pants. 

Polly sat next to the head of the table, to Evelyn's right. She kept her eyes glued to the plate as she ate.

Evelyn and Lola light heartedly talked as they ate.

"Have you heard from Brandy?" Lola asked as she scooped up a fork full of peas.

"She called me three days ago. She said she missed me, and she missed the bullwhip."

Lola chuckled. "That girl did love to have you use that bullwhip on her."

A warm smile crossed Evelyn's face. "Brandy would tell me that I needed to keep my whip skills honed, and she would volunteer to be my target. She loved it when I popped that whip against her bare flesh." 

Polly momentarily looked up at the rancher. Her pretty face was shocked, and her eyes were filled with fear. The girl quickly looked back down at her plate.

Lola had not missed this gesture. She saw the fear in the woman's eyes. She also noticed something else.

Polly was becoming sexually excited by the conversation.

Lola couldn't resist finding out what the girl was thinking. "Polly, you look like you've just witnessed a murder."

"I'm sorry. I was just surprised when Miss Evelyn said she would strike her former girlfriend with a bullwhip." The girl directed her gaze at Evelyn. "When you were discussing it earlier, I thought you meant Brandy would let you cut things out of her hands or mouth like in the Wild West shows."

Lola reached across the table and touched Polly's hand. "Honey, Evelyn is an expert with a bull whip. She can snap a bottom's skin without causing her harm. There will be a few welts, and red marks that will go away in a few hours, sometimes days. But she doesn't permanently scar her lovers. That would be sadistic and cruel. Brandy did love pain though. She also enjoyed the thrill of being in danger. She would tell me that Evelyn could make her cum by snapping her on the clit." 

"She loved it when I popped her nipples too."

Lola could see the fear mixed with lust in the young woman's pretty face. "I remember that first day when Evelyn brought Brandy to my store. Her wrists were badly bruised because she'd used the wrong kind of rope to tie her up." Turning to Evelyn, Lola continued. "You didn't know the first thing about being a top. But that little submissive taught you well."

Evelyn nodded her head in agreement. "I didn't know what the hell I was doing then. I'd always felt a need for control, but I never pursued that need until I found Brandy hitchhiking on the highway. She knew how to bring out the need to dominate in me. It didn't take me long to figure out that it's the bottom who controls the relationship."

A deep sadness came over Evelyn as she spoke. "When Brandy called me the other day, she cried as she told me that her Mother would probably take years to get over the death of her father. She said she couldn't bear to be without me, and pleaded with me to let her come back. I was tempted to let her bring her Mother here, but hell the nearest city with a psychiatric center is over two hundred miles away. I reminded Brandy that as much as I wanted her to come home; family came first, and her Mother needed her. She told me that she loved me, and would never forget me. So, I gave Brandy permission to find another Dominant, and begin her new life taking care of her Mom."




Snow Bound 03



"That had to be hard. But you did the right thing. The girl needs to be there for her Mom. Do you think Brandy will find a Dominant man, or a woman?"

"Brandy is bisexual so she could go either way. I just hope she finds someone who knows how to treat a submissive."

"I want to thank you for letting me stay with you, Miss Evelyn," Polly said. "I'll try to find a job and get a place to live as soon as I can."

Evelyn turned her gaze to the young woman. "If it's a job you need, you can work for me. I need a cook and a house keeper. With my girlfriend gone, I have to run the ranch and the household all by myself. As for finding a place to live, room and board, are included with the job."

"Thank you Ma'am. I promise to keep your home clean, and make all your meals."

"You'd better," Lola said with authority. "If you don't do your job right, Evelyn will hang you up in the living room, and give you a whipping with her bullwhip."

Polly's eyes grew wide with fear. "Miss Evelyn, I'll do a real good job; I promise."

Evelyn felt a tightening in her loins as she saw the fear, mixed with the obvious signs of sexual excitement radiating from the girl's face. Her thoughts drifted back to the numerous times she'd hung Brandy up and used her for target practice.

The beautiful submissive always dreaded, and at the same time, looked forward to the target practice sessions.

Every time the bullwhip struck her tender flesh; she would jerk against the rope that held her in the air, and squeal through the two inch ball gag.

Evelyn would whip her until her flesh was beet red from her beautiful breasts to her shapely thighs. Evelyn never struck the girl in the same spot twice during their practices.

Brandy's flesh would glow a delightful shade of red for hours after one of their target practice sessions. Her skin would be a nice shade of pink for days, following their practice sessions. 

Not once did the lovely dominatrix cut or scar her lover with the whip.

Brandy was always obedient, and never needed to be whipped. But the girl felt it was her duty to provide her Mistress with a suitable target for whip practice.

Evelyn on the other hand knew her lovely submissive craved the feel of the whip more than anything. 

Brandy hungered for the orgasms that came from being a human target. The girl would become so turned on that she would cum repeatedly while hanging from the center beam. Her sexy body would jerk, and twitch with each stroke of the eight foot whip. She would whimper, and squeal in passion as the leather whip repeatedly struck her soft flesh. Brandy especially loved it when her Mistress struck her sensitive nipples or her clit with the whip's leather tip. The girl would have mind numbing orgasms when the whip popped one of her buttons. 

Afterward, Evelyn would take the girl down, and carry her to the bedroom. She would spend the rest of the evening kissing and licking her tender skin. The forty year old rancher would make sweet love to the exhausted girl until she fell asleep in her Dom's arms. You know, I think if I'd refused to use the whip on that girl, she would have started messing up just so I'd punish her."

As Lola watched Polly struggle with feelings she couldn't possibly understand, a devious thought ran through her mind. She tossed the car keys onto the floor next to her submissive. "Speaking of messing up; Toy, run out to the car and get your bit. I have decided what your punishment will be."

The handsome young man grabbed the keys, leaped to his feet, and bolted for the back door.

"Evelyn, I need a favor from you. Do you remember when we joked about me hanging Toy up in your living room, and letting you give him a whipping?"

Evelyn shook her head and chuckled. "I take it you've decided to give your submissive a proper lesson on keeping his eyes to himself."

"Toy needs to feel the sting of your bullwhip. However, I'm no good with a bullwhip. I'd end up scarring him for life. But with your skills, you could make him squirm for hours without scarring him. I want you to give him a proper thrashing. Don't hurt him too bad. But cause him pain."

"You said he would cum all over my floor if I whipped him."

"Toy won't cum on the floor, trust me." Lola's face had a sadistic gleam. "He knows not to cum without my permission. But his pecker will get hard. Like I've said before, that boy is hung like a horse."

"Lola, I'll whip him for you; but you're going to have to take care of his erection. I don't have sex with men."

"Don't worry. I'll take good care of his cock."

Polly's complexion once again turned pink as she listened to the conversation. She had never heard women talk like this before. Her Daddy would talk like that with his friends, but never two women. She glanced at the sexy rancher, and immediately lowered her gaze.

Lola spotted the girl's actions. Another thought entered her mind. "Polly, Toy isn't really a big boy, but he is heavy enough that it might take three of us to get him off the ground. Would you mind helping Evelyn and me hoist him up in the air?" She knew the powerful rancher could easily haul Toy up without assistance, but she wanted to gauge how far the girl could be taken.

The shy girl's pink cheeks became flushed. "No, no Miss Lola, I, I don't mind helping," she stammered.

"He will be stripped naked. Does that bother you?"

Polly shook her head, but refused to look up. "No, I've seen Daddy naked before, so it won't bother me none."

Evelyn decided to give the girl a way out. "After we've hoisted him up, you can go to your room if you feel uncomfortable watching Toy take his punishment."

Polly fought with her discomfort. She had no idea if Miss Lola was teasing about her new employer whipping her with a bullwhip if she didn't do her job right; but if the woman was serious, then it was in Polly's best interest to watch the punishment. "If it's alright with you Ma'am, I'll watch Toy take his punishment. You might need me to help get him down after you've whipped him."

Evelyn felt the tightening in her womanhood return. She knew in her heart that the girl was indeed submissive. She could tell that the girl was becoming even more aroused by their conversation. 

Judging from the way the young woman kept glancing at her, when she didn't think Evelyn was looking, it was also obvious that the girl was attracted to her new boss.

Evelyn began to imagine what Polly would look like strung up, naked, and waiting to be whipped. She envisioned the two inch ball gag that Brandy had left behind stuffed between her teeth.

Polly also struggled with images. Her thoughts returned to the bondage magazines she would thumb through while waiting for the customers to clear out of Miss Lola's store. She had repeatedly displayed her submissiveness to the sexual dominant in the hopes that she would take her and teach her the pleasures of being submissive.

Then when Miss Lola offered to let her stay at her place, the pretty submissive thought her opportunity had finally arrived.

Unfortunately, Toy messed that up, forcing Lola to find her another place to live.

When Miss Lola said she would talk to Miss Evelyn about letting Brandy stay with her, the girl's heart leaped with joy. But the thought of being whipped with a bullwhip terrified the girl. 

The magazine pictures of the tied up women being whipped with bondage whips had always excited her.

Those were bondage whips, however. 

The whip Miss Evelyn used was for controlling cattle, and could inflict serious damage to a person's skin.

Still, the idea of being used as a target for Miss Evelyn's whip did stir up powerful feelings in the young sub. 

Polly wasn't sure if she could take being whipped with a bullwhip. But the fantasy of being used as Miss Evelyn's target did make the young woman feel more turned on than ever before.

Toy stood in the center of the living room, his clothes piled on the floor next to his feet. His wrists were tightly bound together, and the rope was slung over the center beam of the living room. Tears of shame ran down the young man's cheeks. 

He knew he deserved this punishment, but being forced to strip in front of the lesbian rancher and another submissive was more than he was ready to bear. Of course, his submissive nature always brought out a need to be humiliated. That was why he had peeked at Polly in the first place. He knew Mistress would catch him, and punish him for his show of disrespect.

Mistress had become a little lazy with discipline lately, and Toy desperately needed to remind her that it was her duty to see to it that he was controlled properly.

Mistress Lola had forced the riding bit between his teeth, and secured it behind his head. She had given him a disapproving glare as she tied his wrists together.

Toy then gave his Dom a look of gratitude.

At that moment, Lola realized that he'd wanted to get caught. 

Toy had wanted to be punished for his indiscretion. The young bottom wanted to feel his Mistress' wrath.

Lola, Evelyn, and Polly stood next to the large eyehook that was screwed into the far wall. They took hold of the rope that had been threaded through the eye and began hoisting Toy into the air.

The young man whimpered as his arms stretched above his head. 

The three women pulled onto the rope until his feet were dangling an inch above the floor.

Evelyn then tied the rope off.

Polly couldn't take her eyes off the dangling submissive. She feared that if she didn't do her job to Miss Evelyn's satisfaction that it would be her hanging there like a side of beef, and waiting to be whipped. A familiar tingling sensation once again began to course through her body. Polly had never been able to understand why such thoughts both frightened, and stimulated her.

Being strung up before Mistress' friends made Toy feel even more vulnerable than usual. To make matters worse, Toy was naked and hanging in front of the big bay window that faced the highway.

Anyone passing the house would see his nude body hanging in the window. The sub was truly happy.

Polly trembled with fear and a strange hunger as the image of her hanging there in Toy's place flashed through her mind.

Evelyn stepped back and grabbed her bullwhip off a nearby table. She strode to her familiar spot. The lovely rancher wanted to feel excitement from Toy's punishment, but she felt nothing. The only way she would experience any sexual release would be to hang Polly from the center beam. She didn't intend to do that, however. Evelyn gazed at her employee.

The girl looked so frightened, and vulnerable. It was obvious that the girl was thinking about the possibility of being strung up herself. The sexual need that came from the fear was also evident in the young woman's features.

Evelyn's pussy twitched with desire. The sexy rancher began to question her convictions of not becoming involved with someone so soon after losing Brandy. After all, she'd given her former submissive permission to move on. Perhaps it was time for her to move on as well.

The sweet, innocent young submissive that stood in her living room would most certainly fill the void that Brandy's moving had made. Polly would want to learn what it meant to be submissive. She would be very pliable and teachable.

Toy stared at the bullwhip that his Mistress' best friend was holding. His fear and humiliation began to increase. His cock began to stiffen and lengthen until it was at half mast.

Lola watched her lover as he began to get excited. She approached her lover, and spun him so he faced the window. She then stepped back and gave her submissive a stern glare. "You do know better than to peek at other women, don't you?"

The frightened young man whimpered, and quickly nodded his head.

"Yet the very first time you get an opportunity to peek at Polly while she is in the shower, you do it. You should have resisted the urge. But since you can't seem to control your urges, you will have to be taught to control them."

Toy gave his mistress a pleading expression.

"It's too late to beg for forgiveness now," the Dominatrix said sternly. "You must be punished. If I was good with a bullwhip, it would be me whipping you. Now, Miss Evelyn has to take time out of her busy life to teach you a lesson. You should be ashamed of yourself."

Toy hung his head in resignation. He had pushed his Mistress too far. Now he would be punished most severely.

Lola nodded to Evelyn.

The whip wielding rancher drew the weapon back, and snapped it forward.

Toy jerked against the ropes as the leather tip struck him on the back of his left thigh. His manhood involuntarily jerked and began to stiffen even more.

Lola watched lustfully as her submissive took his punishment. Her panties began to become saturated with her juices as the whip struck Toy's exposed flesh.

Polly stared at the spectacle before her. Her mind spun as she watched what might be her one day if she didn't do as Miss Evelyn instructed. Her nipples hardened, and her body trembled slightly. She knew in her heart that Miss Evelyn would be a wonderful teacher and Dominatrix.

Lola watched her lover's cock jerk with each snap of the whip. Her desire to suck that magnificent tool finally got the best of her. She impulsively bent over at the waist, and licked the tip of his head.

Evelyn stopped whipping the submissive.

"Fuck, you taste good," Lola growled. "Evelyn, I want you to give Toy the proper punishment he deserves."

The sexy rancher glanced at Polly out of the corner of her eye.

The girl was obviously becoming more and more excited by the spectacle.

As Evelyn drew the whip back, Lola bent Toy's cock so that it was lined up with her mouth and throat. She then engulfed the thickening erection in her mouth. 

In one smooth motion, she took the entire length of him deep in her mouth, and down her throat. Lola loved the way Toy's cock stretched her throat.

Evelyn had been playing with the young man up until this point. Now it was time to get down to business. Evelyn drew back and struck the young man across his left buttock. 

The whip's popper caused a loud thwack that could be heard throughout the house. 

Toy twitched, and screamed into the riding bit as the pain shot through his body. His rock hard cock lurched in Lola's mouth and throat.

A dark red welt appeared on Toy's butt. 

The older woman moaned as his erection swelled even thicker in her oral cavity. Her throat felt so stretched that she couldn't breathe.

Polly watched the spectacle in awe of what she was seeing. Never in her life had she seen something so obscene. Even her Daddy's porn magazines had been tame compared to this.

The lesbian bondage magazines that contained whipping pictures didn't even come close to this spectacle.

The sight of Miss Lola sucking her slave's cock deep down her throat sent Polly's confused mind reeling. She'd never seen a young man being punished before. Polly had always looked through the magazines that showed women punishing young girls. She would also look at the magazines that her Daddy bought when he was in the barn. But they were tame compared to what she was witnessing.

The pretty girl resisted the temptation to play with her clit.

As Lola slid her Toy's cock out of her throat, Polly directed her gaze at Miss Evelyn.

The woman drew back struck Toy between the shoulder blades.

A dark red welt appeared on the young man's skin.

He screamed loudly into the gag. His hanging body twitched and jerked. He involuntarily thrust his hips forward, shoving most of his hardened cock back down Mistress' throat.

Lola drew back and straightened up. She glared at her submissive. She reached out and grabbed hold of his balls. "Did I give you permission to shove your cock into my throat?" She angrily asked as she squeezed his testicles.

Toy shook his head no. His face was filled with fear and lust.

"I decide when and how deep your cock goes in my mouth, is that clear?"

Toy nodded yes. His eyes pleaded for permission to continue.

With her other hand, Lola grasped his cock once again, and took it in her mouth. She kept her grip on his balls as a reminder that she was the Dom and he was her slave.

As Evelyn struck the young man across the back of his thighs, Lola once again swallowed his entire cock.

Her windpipe stretched wide all the way to the base of her throat.

Polly's eyes grew as big as saucers as she watched the woman's throat visibly stretch. She wanted to run out of the room, but stayed where she was.

Lola continued to pleasure Toy's cock as Evelyn repeatedly struck the young man with the whip. Even though she didn't dare take her eyes off the young man, she could sense the uneasiness that Polly was feeling.

The girl was confused by her feelings. She knew in her heart that she was a lesbian and submissive, but being directly exposed to this type of behavior was stirring up feelings in the girl that confused her more than ever.

Lola saw the girl's state of excitement and confusion out of the corner of her left eye. Once again, a devious thought ran through her mind. She raised her left hand, instructing Evelyn to stop. She then withdrew Toy's cock from her mouth and straightened up.

Evelyn began to ask herself what the middle aged Dom was up to now.

Turning to Polly, Lola looked the girl over. "Polly I need you to do something for me."

Polly felt a lump rise in her throat.

Surely Miss Lola wasn't going to ask her to suck Toy's cock. The woman had to know she didn't like men. "What do you need me to do Miss Lola?" Polly asked pensively.

"Toy is being punished for peeking at you while you showered. I need to teach him to keep his eyes off other women. Would you remove your clothes please?"

Polly felt the lump in her throat grow to twice its normal size. "You want Toy to look at me while I'm nude?"

"No, I expect Toy to keep his damned eyes off you. Any time Evelyn catches Toy looking at you, she is to give him an extra hard smack across his ass cheeks with the bullwhip. Perhaps a few scars across his buttocks will teach him to control what he looks at."

Toy whimpered in terror. He was being tested by Mistress. Toy intended to do his very best to pass Mistress' test. The young man's love for his Mistress deepened even more at that moment.

Without understanding why she was doing it, Polly began to disrobe. She kept her gaze on the hand that Evelyn held the whip with as she removed her garments.

Evelyn watched the pretty girl undress. Her pussy began to throb as she watched the naturally submissive woman remove her clothes.

Polly could sense Miss Evelyn gazing at her as she disrobed. Her body began to respond to Miss Evelyn's piercing gaze. Her heart began to pound in her chest, and pussy juices began to flow freely as she slowly removed her clothes in front of this lovely Dominatrix. Polly's fantasies were being fulfilled for the first time in her young life. She was disrobing as a powerful, and sexy woman watched her. Polly felt both vulnerable, and empowered at the same time.

Toy forced his eyes to look only at his Mistress. He knew that if he glanced at the undressing woman even for an instant that Miss Evelyn would draw blood with her lethal whip. His raging erection twitched uncontrollably at this new dilemma he found himself in.

Lola stood before her submissive watching the confusion and lust in his eyes. Once again she had reminded her Toy just who the Master is. She couldn't wait to get him home. Lola would tie him to the bed and ride his cock for the rest of the evening.

Polly removed the last of her clothes. She gazed up at the beautiful rancher for a moment, her cheeks turned bright pink, as the beautiful Dominatrix took in her exposed body. She immediately lowered her gaze back to the whip.




Snow Bound 03



Evelyn soaked in the sight before her.

Polly's body was full, and delightful to the eyes. Her young breasts were heavy, and her hips were round. Her thighs were shapely, and powerful.

Evelyn watched the girl's nipples swell with excitement. She was tempted to pop one of them with the whip, but decided not to push the girl too far before she was ready. At that moment Evelyn made the decision to pursue the young submissive. She knew it wouldn't be difficult to take the girl to her bed.

Lola turned Toy so that he was facing Polly. This exposed his right side to Evelyn's whip.

Toy stared at the wall a full two feet above the top of Polly's head.

"Are you ready to continue?" Lola asked Evelyn.

The rancher tore her gaze from the young beauty. "I'm ready when you are." Evelyn gave the whip a snap near Toy's right buttock, causing the young man to flinch.

Polly involuntarily jerked as the whip snapped. Her pussy juices were flowing freely down her thighs. Even though the idea was insane, she hoped that the pretty rancher would strike her with the whip instead.

Lola once again bent over and took Toy in her mouth. She began to suck hungrily at the young man's cock as Evelyn resumed punishing him.

Toy jerked as the whip struck his outer thigh, hip, and side.

Between the blows from the whip and Mistress' sucking, Toy's need to cum intensified. But he knew not to cum without her permission.

Lola knew Toy wouldn't last much longer. An evil idea struck her. She slid her head back until only the tip of his cock was between her lips. She then motioned to Evelyn, and pointed at the exposed shaft.

Evelyn knew what her friend wanted. She wasn't sure she wanted to hit the young man's penis, especially since Lola's pretty face was that close to the target.

Polly suspected something was up. She took her eyes off Evelyn to see what was going on.

Lola motioned again.

With Polly in his direct line of sight, Toy couldn't look down, so he was unaware of what his Mistress wanted.

Evelyn took careful aim at the engorged meat, and let the whip fly.

Polly watched in horror as the whip arced through the air. Her eyes grew wide as the whip struck the flesh mere inches from Lola's mouth.

Toy jerked violently against his bonds. He let out a blood curdling scream and bit down hard on the bit. It took all of his willpower not to shove his cock down Mistress' throat and cum.

Lola' satisfied that Toy had been sufficiently punished, slid his cock deep into her throat, and then reached up and tapped his right hip, giving the young man permission to cum. It was a signal she had taught him when they first became lovers.

Toy couldn't wait any longer. He erupted into Mistress' throat, bathing her insides with his spunk. The young man twitched and jerked as his cum boiled out of his balls.

Evelyn watched the pretty submissive standing there.

Polly's eyes were filled with an overpowering need. Her face looked wanton, and hungry for the taste of the whip. The young woman turned back so that she faced Miss Evelyn. She gave the dominatrix a pleading look.

Evelyn knew what the young submissive wanted. She mouthed the words, "don't move."

Lust and fear were written all over the young woman's face. As much as it terrified her, Polly wanted to taste the sting of the whip. She stiffened her body and willed herself not to move.

As Toy continued to soak his Mistress' esophagus with his cum, Evelyn drew back and sent the whip towards Polly's young body.

Polly felt the terror rising up within her. She was going to be struck by the whip. As much as she wanted to duck, the girl also wanted to receive the pain from the whip. She wanted desperately to give her mind and body to this whip wielding Dominatrix.

The tip struck Polly's left nipple with a loud crack.

A red welt immediately appeared on her breast just below the nipple.

Polly yelped in pain and surprise, but with the exception of a slight flinch, she stayed still as instructed. Her pussy juices gushed out of her body. Polly's body began to spasm and her pussy throbbed for more.

Evelyn drew back and sent the whip towards the pretty girl a second time.

The leather popper struck the girl's other nipple.

The tormented nipple turned an angry red.

Polly whimpered, and shuddered with an intensity she'd never experienced before. She waited, hoping to receive another. 

Evelyn just looked at the young woman before placing the whip back on the nearby table.

Polly gave the sexy Dominatrix a pleading look.

But Evelyn shook her head no.

As Lola withdrew Toy's shrinking cock from her mouth, Evelyn approached the frightened young woman. She gazed into the girl's eyes, and softly said, "I'm very proud of you."

Polly's heart swelled with pride as she gazed up at her employer. She had taken two strikes from the whip without protest. She had made Miss Evelyn proud of her.

"Are you ready to take Toy down?" Evelyn asked Lola.

Lola licked Toy's cock clean, and then nodded.

Evelyn strode to the wall and untied the rope. She lowered Toy to the floor.

The young man instantly collapsed.

Evelyn helped Lola dress her submissive, and then helped her get him into the car.

He still had the bit in his mouth. A peaceful expression was on his exhausted face as Lola buckled him in.

Evelyn stood next to her friend and chuckled. "I didn't expect this to happen when you came over. That was the raunchiest thing I have ever seen, or done."

"Hang around with me long enough, Sweetie, and I'll teach you the joys of training a bottom." Lola glanced back at the house. "I noticed whip marks on Polly's breasts."

A gleam appeared in Evelyn's eyes. "The girl looked like she wanted to feel the sting of my whip so badly, that I just couldn't resist giving her a taste."

"Evelyn, that girl wants more than a taste. She wants to be controlled. She wants a powerful woman to take her, and use her as a sex slave. And judging from the expression on her face, she wants to be your submissive, as well as your target. The choice is yours, but I would consider taking Polly as a submissive if I was you."

"Actually, I've already decided to take her as my submissive. Right now Polly is exactly what I need in my life."

"Darling, the girl is standing in your living room naked. The rope is still hanging over the beam, and your whip is still in the living room. I suggest you give the girl her first lesson on what it means to be your submissive right now."

"I think you're right. Are you going to be able to get Toy in the house by yourself?"

"He will be fine by the time we get home. Toy and I have all evening to enjoy ourselves."

Evelyn watched her long time friend climb into her car and drive away. She then turned her gaze to the back door.

Inside her home, a submissive young Lesbian was waiting to give her body and her virginity to Evelyn.

Evelyn turned and strode back into the house, excited by the possibilities to come.

Inside the house, Polly stood exactly where Miss Evelyn had left her. She kept looking from the whip to the rope, and then back to the whip again. Her pussy was throbbing with lust, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

The young woman had dreamed about giving herself to a powerful woman for as long as she could remember. After years of fantasizing her dream was about to be fulfilled. 

Polly was frightened, excited, and confused. But as she looked at the coiled whip, the woman decided that no matter what the consequences, she would completely submit herself to this beautiful woman. 



Snow Bound 04



If you are not into mild pain, and danger, you might want to skip this story.

Polly stood in the center of the living room, where Miss Evelyn had left her. Her clothes were lying on the floor where she'd laid them. The young submissive stared at the bullwhip. She was filled with fear mixed with sexual excitement. The pretty 20 year old could feel the sting of the whip on her sensitive nipples. 

Evelyn had popped each of the girl's nipples with a single pop before helping Lola put Toy into the car. 

Polly had witnessed Toy's punishment first hand. She watched as the sexy rancher repeatedly struck the strung up young man with the bullwhip. 

Toy's face was filled with terror, as well as lust, and the need to be punished. With each stroke of the whip, he would jerk, and whimper into the bit between his teeth. His penis was hard as a steel rod. 

Polly had stood in shock as Miss Lola knelt before Toy, and sucked the young man's cock during his punishment. The frightened girl watched in fear and astonishment as Miss Evelyn wrapped the whip's leather popper around the young man's erect penis while Miss Lola sucked on the head. Her eyes were glued to the boy's throbbing cock as he filled his Mistress' mouth with his sperm.

Miss Lola had slid the monster into her throat, and tapped his hip, giving him permission to cum.

Polly could see the young man's throbbing dick stretching Miss Lola's throat muscles as he shot his cum into her waiting belly. She could see the older woman's throat pulsate with each shot of Toy's sperm.

Miss Evelyn had struck the young man numerous times. Yet, somehow she never once drew blood from the hanging submissive.

Polly couldn't help but feel turned on by the display. In spite of her fear, the young submissive discovered that she wanted to know what it felt like to be struck by the dangerous weapon. The pretty brunette turned so that she faced Miss Evelyn, exposing her body to the dominant rancher. She gave her employer a pleading look, inviting the woman to strike her with the instrument.

Evelyn recognized the hunger in the girl's eyes, and mouthed the words don't move. She then struck the girl once on each nipple.

As Polly waited for Miss Evelyn to return, she lowered her gaze to her hardened nipples and gasped. 

The red marks from the whip strikes were beginning to darken, turning her nipples from their normal pink color, to a dark shade of red. The areoles around her nipples were also turning a dark shade of red.

Polly stole a quick glance towards the door that led into the kitchen. Satisfied that Miss Evelyn was still outside helping Miss Lola with Toy, She reached up with her middle fingers and lightly stroked her tender nipples.

Pain shot through the pretty girl's nipples. In spite of the pain, the girl continued to caress her sensitive nipples for a minute. Polly knew it was foolish to stand there and let Miss Evelyn strike her nude body with the whip, but the feeling of being helpless, and under someone else's control excited the young woman in ways that she couldn't understand. That the whip could have seriously injured her made the dangerous game that much more thrilling.

The fact that Miss Evelyn had given her two strikes with the bullwhip excited the girl even more.

Polly had wanted a third strike from the whip, but Miss Evelyn had refused. Polly's gaze returned to the bullwhip lying on the table. She then directed her gaze to the rope still slung over the center beam.

Would Miss Evelyn string her up, and use the bullwhip on her? Would she cause Polly pain and pleasure with that terrifying weapon?

Polly was torn between her fear of being injured, and the raw emotion caused by the strikes of the whip. She knew that if she continued to live here, Miss Evelyn would eventually want to string her up and use her for target practice. Polly also knew she wouldn't be able to refuse. 

Miss Evelyn is Mistress of the house. If she wanted to flog Polly with the bullwhip as she hung from the center beam, then Polly would take her flogging.

The young woman's pussy began to throb as she thought about her circumstances. She was helpless and unable to stop Miss Evelyn from using her as she saw fit. Polly knew in her heart that she was meant to be here. She was meant to submit herself to this whip wielding Dominatrix.

A woman like Miss Evelyn was exactly what the young submissive wanted and needed. She would control Polly, and make the girl submit completely to her will. She would make Polly feel completely helpless. She would also make Polly feel loved and needed.

Polly would fulfill all of Miss Evelyn's needs as best she could. She would be Miss Evelyn's submissive lover, house keeper, friend, target, and whatever else the beautiful rancher needed.

Polly absently slid the middle finger of her right hand across her clit. She shuddered as she caressed her engorged clit.

Would Miss Evelyn strike her clit?

Polly shuddered at the thought of having her pussy struck by the whip.

The sound of the back door opening caused Polly to jump in fright. 

Miss Evelyn was returning.

Polly jerked her hand away from her pussy. She considered getting dressed, but quickly dismissed the idea. She had not been given permission to put her clothes back on. Her eyes kept darting from the whip to the rope.

As Miss Evelyn entered the room, Polly quickly lowered her gaze to the floor.

Evelyn smiled in satisfaction when she saw that the young submissive hadn't moved from her spot. She decided to give the pretty girl her first test. Remembering what Polly had said during dinner, Evelyn picked up the coiled whip. She hefted the weapon, enjoying the familiar feel of the leather against the palm of her right hand. She then turned to her new employee.

Polly felt her heart racing with fear, as she waited to see what would happen next. She began to imagine her own body strung up from the center beam as Miss Evelyn used her for target practice. Her pussy began to twitch with sexual excitement.

"Polly, I have a favor to ask of you."

"What favor is that, Miss Evelyn?" Polly half expected the woman to say she wanted to string her up and whip her.

"Earlier you mentioned that you thought Brandy was holding targets in her hands and mouth during our practice sessions."

The young sub's heart began to pound in her chest. "I remember, Miss Evelyn." The frightened girl's voice cracked as she answered the sexy Dom. "It hadn't occurred to me that you were hitting her with the whip."

Evelyn could see the fear mixed with hunger in the girl's pretty face. "Although I do enjoy using the whip against the tender flesh of a beautiful young woman, I would like to try a little target practice on hand and mouth held targets. Would you mind acting as my lovely assistant?"

Polly leveled her gaze on the beautiful rancher. Her expression echoed the fear she was feeling. "You want to cut targets out of my mouth?"

Evelyn recognized the fear the young woman was experiencing. She approached Polly. Reaching out, the sexy rancher caressed the girl's cheek. "Polly, I would never make you do anything you don't want to do. But it would give me an opportunity to practice my whip control. Would you mind acting as my assistant?"

Polly raised her gaze to meet Evelyn's. "What would you use for targets?" She asked pensively.

Evelyn thought about that for a moment. "I've seen wild west bullwhip acts in the past. The assistant usually holds foot long strips of folded paper in their hands, and between their teeth. We could fold up several sheets of writing paper to use as targets. You could hold the strips of paper in your hands and between your teeth while I cut them up."

The idea of having paper strips cut out of her hands didn't frighten the young submissive too much. But the thought of holding targets between her teeth as Miss Evelyn cut them mere inches from her face terrified the young woman. Polly wanted to refuse. She wanted to get dressed and drive back to Miss Lola's place. But as she gazed at the sexy dominatrix standing there with the whip, Polly knew she could never leave.

Evelyn truly was what Polly needed in her life. The raven haired rancher was powerful, and commanding. She could control Polly like no one else could. She would be the perfect mistress for the young submissive.

The young submissive decided that perhaps Miss Evelyn might be impressed enough to take her as her bottom if she did a good enough job. Polly took a deep breath before responding. "Yes Miss Evelyn. I would be honored to act as your assistant for whip practice. You can cut as many targets out of my hands and mouth as you want." Polly glanced at the hanging rope. 

"Does the rope frighten you?" Evelyn asked.

"A little, Miss Evelyn," Polly replied. 

"You're curious if I plan to string you up and use you for whip practice, aren't you."

Polly's cheeks turned bright red. She slowly nodded her head.

"Does the idea of being strung up and whipped frighten you?"

Polly once again nodded. She lowered her gaze to the floor.

"The thought of being whipped does more than frighten you, doesn't it?"

Polly hesitated before responding. "I don't know why, but the thought of being strung up, and then whipped both terrifies and excites me. I've never felt like this before. These feelings are confusing me. Please forgive me for sounding so foolish."

Evelyn reached out, and lifted Polly's chin. Gazing into the frightened girl's eyes, she said, "There's nothing to forgive. It's in your nature to submit to someone like myself. It's natural for you to want to please me, even if it means being receiving pain."

Tears began running down the girl's cheeks. "Thank you for understanding. Other than Miss Lola, I've never really had someone in my life who understands how I feel before."

"You are very welcome, sweetie." Evelyn leaned forward and briefly kissed the frightened woman on the lips. 

The pretty submissive gave her employer a smile of gratitude.

"Polly, at some point in the future, I just might string you up, and let you taste the bite of my whip. But for now, we'll practice with paper targets. There is a notebook on the desk in my study. We can make as many targets as we need, and then we will begin." Evelyn turned and headed for the study.

Polly stepped away from her clothes, not giving them a second thought.

Evelyn led the nude girl into the study. She laid the whip on the desk, and picked up the notebook. Evelyn tore out half the sheets of writing paper, and then handed them to Polly. She then tore out the top sheet for herself.

"The best way to fold them is across the sides. We will fold them until they make half inch wide strips." Evelyn folded up the sheet of paper, to show Polly how it should be done.

Polly folded a sheet as she'd seen Miss Evelyn do it. Her hands trembled with fear, but somehow she managed to make a suitable target. She held it up for Miss Evelyn's inspection. "Is this right, Miss Evelyn?"

Evelyn nodded. "That's perfect."

Ten minutes later the two had folded enough targets to use. They then took the targets into the living room, and laid them on the table that sat beneath the big bay window.

Evelyn laid the bullwhip next to the paper targets.

Polly was very aware that she was standing in the bay window without any clothes on. She also knew that with it being dark outside, anyone driving by would be able to see her nude form.

Evelyn pulled the rope up until it was high above, and out of the way. She pulled the rest of the rope through the large hook mounted in the side wall.

Polly stood next to the bay window, and waited for her employer to prepare the room. She stole a quick glance at the whip. The pretty submissive was very aware of the fact that if Miss Evelyn missed, while cutting a target from her mouth, that her face could be permanently scarred. She trembled involuntarily.

Evelyn finished preparing the room. She then returned to the bay window. Picking up several targets, Evelyn handed them to the frightened girl. The powerful rancher picked up the whip in her left hand. She then took Polly by the hand and led her to the spot directly beneath the dangling rope. "Polly, you need to stand here, with your body turned sideways to me. We will start out by cutting targets from your hand. I will cut several pieces of paper from each target. When you feel the target is short enough drop the remaining piece of paper on the floor, and then hold out another target."

Polly nodded her understanding. 

Evelyn reached up and stroked the young woman on the cheek with the coiled bullwhip. She did this to assert her dominance to the girl. "Are you ready to begin?"

Polly had not missed the gesture with the whip. She could feel her stomach fluttering as if she had swallowed a thousand butterflies. "Yes Mistress, I mean Miss Evelyn."

Evelyn wanted to grab the girl, and take her right there, but she resisted the temptation. 

Polly was obviously ready to be taken by Evelyn.

But Evelyn wanted to make the girl work for her place in their lives. To just hand it to Polly would have meant denying the girl her right earn her place as Evelyn's submissive. 

Evelyn turned and strode across the room to her usual spot. She turned to face her target. "Alright Polly, hold up the first target."

Polly took a target from her left hand and held it out until her right arm was fully extended. Her hand was trembling slightly, but she managed to hold still.

Evelyn judged the distance she'd need to be to cut the paper. Taking a small step forward she drew the whip back. "Polly it is very important that you don't move. Is that clear?"

"Yes Miss Evelyn." Polly's lower lip had started to tremble. Earlier she was sure that holding the paper targets in her hand wouldn't be a problem. After all she had taken two strikes across her nipples less than a half hour earlier. 

But while they were making the targets, Evelyn explained that in order to cut through the folded sheets of paper she would need to use a little more force with the whip.

That meant the practice session would be more dangerous than when she whipped Toy earlier. 

If Evelyn missed, she would cut Polly's hand. Even more terrifying was the idea that if she missed while Polly was holding a target between her teeth; flesh would most likely be ripped from her pretty face.

Evelyn drew the whip back. She sent the dangerous weapon arcing towards the target in the frightened young woman's hand.

The popper on the end of the whip snapped as it cut through the paper target.

Polly gasped, yet somehow managed to hold still.

A two inch strip of paper flew through the air, before falling to the floor.

"Are you alright?" Evelyn asked.

Polly's heart was pounding so hard that she could feel it in her chest. "I'm alright Miss Evelyn."

"Shall we continue?"

Polly swallowed hard before nodding her consent. Her nude body was visibly shaking.

Evelyn drew the whip back and swung a second time.

Polly stiffened her body in anticipation of the next crack.

The whip cut the paper target cleanly in half, leaving a much shorter target for the next swing.

Polly didn't drop the target. Even though less than six inches of the paper was all that was left, the frightened young woman still held it out for her employer.

A warm smile crossed Evelyn's face as she took in the sight of her frightened target. She knew in her heart that Polly would hold the paper up until she told the girl to drop it, even if only an inch was sticking out of her hand.

Taking a risk, Evelyn snapped the target again, leaving a half inch of paper sticking out.

Polly stared at the remaining piece of paper. Her heart began to beat faster.

Evelyn decided to increase the risk to their game. "Polly, hold up another target. This time hold it so your elbow is at your side, and the target is level with your tummy."

"Yes Miss Evelyn," Polly replied as she dropped the remaining paper on the floor. She took another target from her left hand, and held it out as instructed.

Evelyn struck the fresh target, cutting the paper cleanly in half.

Polly felt her heart skip a beat as the whip flew past her face. Her pussy walls tightened because of the dangerous game.

Evelyn drew her arm back and sent the whip's popper flying towards the remaining strip of paper.

Polly steeled her trembling form as the whip passed her field of vision. She saw the whip slice through the target. A little over an inch of the target was all that was left sticking out of her right hand.

"You can use another target if you want, Polly," Evelyn said. "We have plenty."

Polly continued to hold the paper out. She knew that what she was doing increased the risk of being struck, but the thrill of standing there in the line of fire was greatly affecting the pretty submissive. She was becoming turned on by the dangerous game.

Evelyn wanted to laugh. "Polly, I said you can use a fresh target if you like."

Polly stared at the paper like she was holding a snake. "There is still a little paper left Miss Evelyn." Her voice was trembling as much as her body. "There's no sense in wasting it."

Evelyn chuckled as she drew her arm back, and let the whip fly.

The remaining strip of paper flew into the air, as the whip cut it in two.

Only then did Polly drop the piece of paper.

"Polly, I want you to bend over at the waist. Place your hand between your legs so that the paper target sticks out from behind your bottom."

The frightened young woman did as instructed. She pressed her fist against her clit to steady the paper. The pressure of Polly's fist against her clit increased her sexual need tenfold.

Evelyn took in the sight of the pretty girl bent over at the waist with the paper sticking out.

The smooth flesh of Polly's round bottom made a tempting target.

Evelyn decided it was time to give the girl a real test. She drew back her arm and snapped the whip forward. In one quick snap, the popper cut the paper in two leaving only an inch still visible to the sexy rancher.

Polly felt the force of the whip's snap against her bottom and pussy lips. Her pussy juices began to flow down her inner thighs. The young submissive felt like she could cum at any second.

"The target is very short. You might want to use another. If I miss, I'll hit your pretty bottom."

Polly held still. "You won't miss."

Evelyn laid the whip on a nearby table. She then strode to her pretty target. Stepping in front of Polly, she forced the girl to straighten up. 

Polly withdrew her hand from between her legs.

Evelyn took the paper and dropped it to the floor. "Sweetie, it's alright if you use another target. We have plenty."

Polly gazed up at the taller woman. Tears had begun flowing down her cheeks. "I'll do whatever you ask Miss Evelyn. Ask me anything, and I'll do it. I want to please you more than anything. If you strike my bottom then I will hold the paper so that you can try again. Please Miss Evelyn, use me as you desire. Let me please you."

Evelyn drew the nude girl into her arms. She gazed into the sub's soft eyes. She had found the right girl after all. Reaching up, she caressed the soft skin of Polly's left cheek. "What would please more than anything is if you called me Mistress?"

Polly couldn't believe what she was hearing.

This incredible dominatrix was asking her to become her submissive. 

Polly would know the joy of belonging to Miss Evelyn. Her heart soared with joy. "Yes Mistress."

Evelyn leaned down and pressed her lips against Polly's trembling lips. She slipped her tongue between Polly's open lips, and into her mouth.

Polly whimpered at the feel of Mistress' tongue exploring her mouth.

Evelyn caressed the young girl's buttocks with her calloused hands as her tongue caressed Polly's teeth.




Snow Bound 04



A low moan escaped Polly's mouth.

Evelyn then broke the kiss. She gazed at her new lover. "Shall we continue practicing?"

Polly remembered her station. She quickly lowered her eyes and nodded her head. "Yes Mistress."

Releasing her submissive, Evelyn took a target from Polly's left hand and lifted it to the girl's lips.

The pretty submissive instantly lifted her gaze. Her face was filled with fear. The tears continued to run down her cheeks. She looked deeply into Evelyn's eyes. She then slowly opened her mouth.

Evelyn slipped the tip of the paper between Polly's teeth. She held it in place until her target bit down on the paper. "Polly. It is imperative that you not move. What we are about to do is extremely dangerous."

Polly slowly nodded her understanding.

Evelyn returned to her spot. She faced her new submissive.

The pretty brunette stood completely still. Her body had stopped trembling. She had a new confidence that could only be felt with the knowledge that she belonged to this powerful woman.

Evelyn drew the whip back, and swung the dangerous weapon towards her target.

The popper snapped against the paper, cutting a third of it off.

Polly didn't move.

Evelyn then cut the paper again.

Another piece flew a few feet through the air, before falling to the floor.

Two inches of paper stuck out past Polly's button nose.

The young submissive refused to drop the paper. She was showing her trust to her Dom. She would drop the paper only if Mistress commanded her to.

Evelyn took careful aim, and struck the paper with precision.

The paper sliced into leaving a half inch sticking out past Polly's nose.

The young submissive felt the powerful force of the pop reverberate against her face. Reluctantly she opened her mouth and let the paper fall to the floor.

They practiced for a half hour until all of the targets were cut up and lying on the floor.

Polly held part of the targets in her hand, some of which were thrust between her legs, so they stuck out from behind her bare bottom. The rest she held between her teeth. 

With each swing of the whip, Polly felt the sexual energy flowing through her body. Her pussy was throbbing with a need to be fucked. Her reddened nipples were as hard as erasers.

Evelyn loved the sight of Polly's exposed bottom. It took all of her willpower not to strike the girl's flesh when Polly held a target between her legs.

After cutting the last piece of paper, Evelyn laid the whip on the table. She couldn't resist Polly's pretty butt any longer. She approached her new submissive. The powerful rancher took Polly into her arms and kissed her. It was a deep and passionate kiss.

Polly moaned and whimpered. Her body began to tremble again.

Evelyn then turned the girl so she faced the window. Placing her right hand against Polly's lower abdomen, Evelyn pressed her left hand against the girl's upper back, forcing her to bend at the waist. "We are out of paper targets. Your pretty bottom will have to serve as the target. You are not to move or make a sound. Is that clear?" 

"Yes Mistress," Polly replied fearfully.

Evelyn stroked the girl's round butt cheeks, and then strode back to the whip.

Polly could hear her heart pounding in her ears as she stood there bent over at the waist, with the palms of her hands resting against her knees.

Mistress intended to use her bottom for target practice.

Polly held still, not daring to speak. She had told Mistress that she would do anything for her.

Mistress was putting that statement to the test.

Polly heard her Mistress pick up the uncoiled whip. 

The sound of the leather dropping to the floor caused the young submissive to tense up. 

Her body was coiled as tightly as a spring as she waited for the whip's first strike. She desperately wanted to whimper in fear, but Mistress had ordered her not to make a sound.

Evelyn eyed the sexy sight before her. Her pussy juices had been flowing while she snapped targets out of Polly's hands and mouth. The crotch of her panties was saturated with her pussy juices. "Are you ready to continue?"

Not daring to make a sound, Polly vigorously nodded yes.

Evelyn drew back and snapped the whip towards Polly's exposed bottom.

Pain shot through Polly's left butt cheek as the popper struck her pretty bottom. She forced back the gasp that threatened to escape her lips. A two inch red streak appeared on the girl's left butt cheek.

Evelyn felt a surge of power course through her as she drew her arm back for a second strike. She swung the whip, and struck Polly's right cheek.

The girl visibly shook, but she remained quiet. Tears flowed down her face as the pain shot through her rump. She'd dreamed of being a submissive since she was a teenager. That dream was being fulfilled. Polly had no intention of spoiling that dream by disobeying Mistress.

Evelyn struck the girl six more times. 

Three strokes struck Polly's left cheek. Three strokes struck her right. The girl's bottom was red from the whip strikes. Her clit was engorged with blood. Her body was involuntarily shaking, but other than that, she didn't move. She took the target practice like a good little submissive.

Evelyn decided that Polly had taken enough abuse. She dropped the whip back onto the table, and then approached her submissive. Straightening Polly up, she scooped the girl up in her arms. 

Polly wrapped her arms around Evelyn's neck, and laid her head on the older woman's shoulder. Her pretty bottom was on fire, but she didn't care. She had obeyed Mistress. She had taken the strikes from the whip without uttering a sound.

Evelyn carried Polly to the master bedroom. She laid Polly's nude form on the bed.

As Polly's tender bottom touched the mattress, her trembling increased. She could feel the burning coming from her reddened bottom. The fact that she was about to be made love to for the first time was also in her thoughts. She'd never been with anyone before. The young woman was about to lose her virginity. Although she'd played with herself many times, Polly had always been careful not to break her hymen. She wanted to give that honor to the woman she would call Mistress.

Evelyn gazed down at her lover. She noticed that once again Polly had instinctively averted her eyes. "Polly, I want you to look at me."

Polly lifted her gaze to her new Mistress.

"You must never avert your eyes from mine when we are making love. I want to see the desire in them, is that clear?"

Polly nodded. "Yes Mistress."

"Polly, have you been with a woman before?"

Polly shook her head, being careful not to avert her eyes.

"Your hymen is still intact?"

"It's waiting for you mistress."

"Then I think I should take your virginity first. Then I will teach you how to make love to a woman."

Evelyn turned and walked over to the dresser. She stood next to the dresser, and began removing her clothes. 

Polly's eyes never left her Mistress. She watched as Evelyn removed all her clothes.

After undressing, Evelyn went into the bathroom. She grabbed a towel, and then returned to the bed. "Lift you bottom off the mattress," she commanded.

Polly raised her bottom as instructed. The pain from her whipping eased slightly.

Evelyn slid the towel under Polly's butt.

Polly lowered her bottom onto the towel. The pain immediately increased.

"You will bleed a little when your hymen tears. Don't worry. That usually happens. The bleeding generally stops after a little bit."

"I understand, Mistress," Polly replied. Her voice was shaky. She knew having her hymen removed would hurt a little, but surely it couldn't hurt worse than the whip had.

Evelyn reached for the nightstand on the left side of the bed.

Polly kept her gaze on Mistress the entire time.

Evelyn opened the top drawer to the nightstand, and looked inside. 

The toys lay inside waiting to be used.

Evelyn picked up the two inch ball gag. She was glad Brandy had washed it before she moved out.

The sight of the gag made Polly's pussy twitch. She'd seen numerous pictures of ball gagged women, but she'd never worn one. She would sometimes gag herself with a large handkerchief, but this was her first ball gag.

Evelyn crawled onto the bed and placed the gag over Polly's lips. "Open your mouth as wide as you can," she commanded.

Polly opened her mouth until her jaws wouldn't spread any farther apart.

Evelyn pushed the ball between Polly's lips, forcing her jaws to open until they were stretched wide.

Polly could feel the discomfort in her jaws as they stretched even farther, but she remained quiet. The discomfort of having her jaws forced open was nothing compared to the burning sensation coming from her bottom.

Evelyn tied the ball gag around the back of Polly's head. She then reached back into the nightstand and removed two pairs of cuffs that Brandy had begged her to purchase a few months earlier. Taking Polly's right hand, she slipped a manacle around the young woman's wrist, and locked it tight.

Polly wanted to watch her Mistress cuff her to the bed, but she did as instructed and kept her eyes on Evelyn.

Leaning over the girl, Evelyn stretched Polly's arm out wide and locked the other manacle around the corner of the headboard. Climbing over her submissive, she then locked Polly's left wrist to the other corner of the bed.

Polly's heart began to race. The pain coming from her rump had momentarily increased when Mistress climbed over her. Now she was cuffed to the headboard, her bottom inflamed from the whipping, and totally helpless. 

This sexy rancher had Polly completely under her control.

Polly loved the feeling of being under Mistress' control. She loved being made helpless. For some reason that she couldn't quite understand, the pretty submissive even enjoyed the burning coming from her bottom. Polly was completely under Mistress' power. She couldn't resist even if she wanted to. She could kick if she wanted, but what good would that do against a powerful woman who had spent years hauling hay, and handling bad tempered bulls? 

Mistress could do whatever she wanted, and Polly would be completely helpless to stop her. 

Polly had read about safe words in the magazines at Miss Lola's store. However, the thought of being able to stop whenever she wanted was not what the twenty year old wanted. She wanted to surrender completely to her Mistress.

Besides, the ball gag wouldn't let her utter a safe word even if she wanted to.

Evelyn looked her helpless lover over. 

Polly looked incredibly sexy lying on the bed, cuffed, gagged, and helpless. The sight of the young submissive drove Evelyn to new heights.

The fact that she was Polly's first lover excited the Dominatrix even more. Evelyn stroked Polly's right breast.

The young submissive gritted her teeth as her Mistress caressed her freshly struck nipple with her calloused hand.

"Polly, you can make noises if you want to"

Polly didn't know why her Mistress had said that. She quickly found out why.

Evelyn then bent over and took Polly's left nipple between her teeth and bit down. The bite wasn't very hard, but with the fresh welts from the bullwhip, pain shot through the cuffed girl's left breast.

Polly squealed into the two inch gag. Her hips left the bed for a few moments.

Evelyn released her lover's nipple. Lifting her head, she gazed down at the young woman. "You are so damned sexy. I promise that I will teach you everything you need to know to please me."

Polly felt joy running through her. She was going to be taught to be a good bottom.

Evelyn stroked Polly's cheek yet again before crawling over Polly's helpless form.

The bound and gagged submissive gasped as her tender bottom rubbed against the bed spread.

Evelyn climbed off the bed. She considered tying the girl's ankles to the footboard, but decided to leave her legs free. Instead she retrieved a strap on dildo from the drawer.

Polly's heart stopped for a moment as she watched her Mistress slip her left leg into the device. She'd seen pictures of women being fucked with the things in magazines.

The women in the magazines always looked they were in ecstasy as the other women fucked them.

The dildo was long, and thick. It looked just like a man's cock. There were even small ridges running down the dildo that looked like veins. The leather harness that held the dildo around Evelyn's waist had a smaller dildo attached to the inside. The small dildo was designed to go a few inches inside the wearer's vagina. A small plastic bump was also mounted to the crotch of the harness. The bump was designed to rest against the wearer's clitoris. 

When the woman wearing the strap on fucked her partner, each inward thrust would cause the plastic crotch bump, and the small dildo to stimulate the wearer's clit and G spot.

Polly knew she was supposed to keep her eyes on Mistress, but she couldn't stop staring at the formidable looking dildo. 

Mistress wasn't going to take her virginity with her fingers. She was going to break her hymen with a dildo.

Polly wasn't sure the dildo would fit inside her. The thing was huge.

Evelyn finished tightening the straps around her hips; making sure the strap on was securely in place. She could feel the smaller dildo inside her vagina. The clit stimulator was pressed against her clitoris. Evelyn was glad that Brandy had suggested purchasing the thing.

Evelyn took a small bottle of lube from the drawer. Climbing back onto the bed, she applied lube to Polly's pussy. She was careful not to rupture the girl's hymen. She then began rubbing lube on the dildo. Evelyn's thoughts went back to the day they had bought the strap on. 

This happened a few weeks before they bought the hand cuffs.

Brandy suggested getting the big one because she wanted to feel Mistress' big cock stretch her as it sank deep in her pussy. What Brandy didn't tell Evelyn about was the small dildo and clit stimulator mounted to the inside crotch of the harness.

After they got home, Brandy took the sex toy out of the box. She then helped Evelyn into the harness.

Evelyn couldn't understand why it was necessary for Brandy to rub lube on her pussy lips, and inside her vaginal walls before putting the harness on her. 

But since Brandy had quietly read the instructions on the way home, Evelyn remained silent and allowed the girl to lube her.

She decided that the lube was probably meant to keep the leather from chafing her pussy lips as she fucked Brandy with the dildo.

Evelyn remembered the feeling of surprise she got when Brandy pulled the harness up around her hips, and then began pressing the crotch piece against Evelyn's cunt. She could feel the short dildo slide several inches inside her pussy. She told Brandy that a piece of the packing material must still be inside the harness. "Sweetie, I can feel it inside me."

Brandy simply smiled at her beautiful lover. "No Mistress. What you're feeling isn't packing material. A separate dildo and clit stimulator are attached to the inside of the harness. This way I can fuck you, as you fuck me." 

"And why didn't you tell me about the second dildo before ramming the thing into me?" Evelyn asked feigning displeasure.

Ignoring her Mistress pretended displeasure; Brandy leaned forward and kissed her Mistress' lips. "I wanted to surprise you. I want you to get as much pleasure from this as I will, Mistress," the pretty blonde crooned.

Evelyn shook her head in disbelief. "You certainly are full of surprises young lady."

"Isn't it my duty to please you and occasionally surprise you Mistress?"

Evelyn returned her young lover's kiss. "You do please me. You please me in ways you will never know. As for surprising me; you surprise me all the time."

After making sure the harness was on right, Evelyn stretched Brandy out on the bed. She quickly secured the girl's wrists and ankles to the bed posts with rope, leaving her spread eagle and completely helpless. The powerful Dom then gagged Brandy with the two inch ball gag. She took the bottle of lube, and liberally lubed the young woman's pussy.

Brandy's eyes were filled with lust as she stared up at her Mistress.

Evelyn rubbed plenty of lube on the dildo. With each caress of her hand, the clit stimulator rubbed her clit, and the small dildo pressed against the G spot in her pussy, sending tiny waves of pleasure through her body. Evelyn was pleased that Brandy had picked that strap on. She then put the lube on the nightstand, and then eased her knees between Brandy's spread legs.

Brandy looked up at her Mistress. Her eyes were burning with desire.

Evelyn leaned forward and slid the tip of the dildo between her young lover's pussy lips. "Are you ready to feel Mistress' cock in your cunt?"

Brandy vigorously nodded her head. She tried to force the cock into her pussy, but the ropes held her in place.

Evelyn pushed the first few inches of the dildo into Brandy's submissive body.

The young woman whimpered as the thick rubber stretched her open.

Evelyn then withdrew the cock back until only the tip was still inside her lover. Knowing brandy's love of pain, she rammed the entire cock into Brandy's cunt, causing the pretty submissive to yelp into the gag. Evelyn began to thrust repeatedly into brandy's body. She fucked the young woman mercilessly.

Brandy tugged against the ropes, and lifted her buttocks off the bed. She cried and whimpered into the gag.

Evelyn fucked the girl hard, making her cry out from the pain and pleasure she was receiving.

Evelyn pounded her submissive again and again.

Brandy loved being fucked. She cried and whimpered into the ball gag as Evelyn repeatedly thrust the long dildo into her willing pussy. The girl continued to tug against the ropes that held her to the bed. Her body would repeatedly rise off the bed as Evelyn pounded the girl mercilessly. She jerked, and writhed beneath her lover. 

The ropes tightened with each upward thrust until Brandy's hands and feet began to turn red.

When the girl came, her orgasm was so powerful she nearly threw Evelyn off the bed. Evelyn's own orgasm was equally powerful. She had to hold onto the girl's hips as she rode out the wave of pleasure the small dildo gave her.

Evelyn quickly grew to love the small dildo and clit stimulator. With each inward thrust she'd feel the small dildo and clit stimulator send shock waves through her loins.

Mistress and submissive would fuck for hours with the wonderful toy.

With the small dildo and clit stimulator, Evelyn discovered that her orgasms were just as intense as Brandy's.

Sometimes Evelyn would fuck Brandy as she hung from the center beam in the living room. Evelyn always made sure to pop the insides of Brandy's thighs with the whip several times before fucking her.

Because she was hanging from the beam, Brandy was forced to wrap her long legs around Evelyn's hips as she was being fucked. The whip lashes would cause the young woman minor discomfort as she clung to her Mistress with her sexy legs.

Evelyn remembered the day she came into the bedroom only to find Brandy kneeling on the bed.

The nude girl was wearing the strap on.

Evelyn eyed her submissive and asked, "Why are you wearing my strap on?"

Brandy gave her Dom a mischievous smile. "I want to please you Mistress."

"And you think fucking me with the strap on will please me."

"Yes Mistress, I do." Brandy's voice was sultry and full of promise.

Evelyn shook her head, and returned the girl's smile. "You had better be very good young lady. I expect to cum several times."

"I'll make you cum as many times as you want Mistress."

Evelyn took off her clothes and then stretched out on the bed.

Brandy immediately spread her Mistress' legs. She pressed her lips against her master's cunt, and began stimulating the older woman with her tongue. She ran her tongue through the folds of Evelyn's pussy, and ended each stroke with a flick to her Mistress' clit.




Snow Bound 04



Before long, Evelyn was thrusting her hips against Brandy's face. Her body writhed against her young lover's stimulating tongue. She grabbed a handful of Brandy's blond hair and forced the girl's mouth against her inflamed cunt.

Brandy stimulated her Mistress for what seemed like hours. She licked, and nibbled on her Mistress' clit and pussy lips, causing the older woman to squirm, and writhe in ecstasy.

Evelyn felt like her body was on fire. She whimpered, and cried as every nerve ending in her body exploded with pleasure. "Oh fuck, Brandy," Evelyn cried, releasing the fistful of Brandy's hair. "I can't take it any more. Ram that cock in me before I go mad."

Brandy grabbed the lube off the nightstand.

Evelyn grabbed the lube and stuck it back on the nightstand. "Your sweet tongue has me plenty lubed. Now fuck your Mistress before I string you up, and whip you until you're unconscious."

"Yes Mistress," the young woman replied. Brandy eased her thighs between her Mistress' spread legs. She had a gleam in her eyes as she pressed the tip of the dildo against the entrance to Evelyn's cunt. The young submissive rammed the cock into her Mistress.

Evelyn threw her arms and legs around Brandy, and held on for dear life as the young woman began fucking her.

Brandy pounded her Mistress repeatedly. The clit stimulator and small dildo tormented the girl's cunt.

Evelyn felt like she was being ripped apart by the long dildo. She quickly realized why her submissive loved being fucked by the instrument of sweet torture. "Oh baby, fuck me hard; make Mistress cum."

Brandy rammed the monster into her Mistress. She fucked the older woman, causing her to tremble and writhe in pure pleasure.

Evelyn felt her cunt stretch to its limit. She could feel the rubber head banging against her cervix with each inward thrust. The mixture of pain and pleasure caused by the thick rubber helped Evelyn to understand why Brandy loved being whipped. The pain was intoxicating. The pleasure was overwhelming.

Brandy's face was contorted with lust as she pounded her Mistress' cunt. The girl was so close to cumming. "Please Mistress, cum for me. Let me give you joy." 

When Evelyn came, it was like a dam burst inside her. The powerful rancher began to sob uncontrollably. "I love you," she repeated again and again.

As Brandy's own orgasm hit, she wrapped her arms around her lover's neck and then pressed her lips against Evelyn's. She devoured the older woman's mouth as they rode out their orgasms. As their bodies began to return to a calmer state, Brandy broke the kiss. She gazed into Evelyn's eyes. "I love you too Mistress."

Evelyn forced her thoughts to return to the present. She knew she would never forget Brandy. 

The young submissive would always have a special place in her heart.

But it was time to move on.

Evelyn smiled as she gazed at Polly's restrained body. She knew the pretty redhead had a lot to learn before she would be as good a submissive as Brandy.

Polly's eyes were still glued to the dildo.

The raven haired dominatrix looked forward to teaching her new submissive the joys of giving herself completely to her Mistress. "Are you ready to be deflowered?" 

Polly immediately looked up at Evelyn. Her eyes were filled with an apology. She had not done as Mistress instructed.

Evelyn gave the young submissive a stern glare. "You took your eyes off me, didn't you?"

Polly whimpered.

"I guess I have no choice. After I've fucked you properly, I'll have to punish you."

Polly's heart leaped at the thought of being punished.

Did Mistress intend to use the whip on her?

Polly could still feel the pain from the whip on her sensitive nipples and bottom. The fear and lust she was feeling threatened to overwhelm the young woman.

Evelyn eased her body over Polly. She had intended to be gentle with the girl.

But Polly needed to learn that instructions were meant to be followed.

"You should be glad that I don't wipe off the lube. A good dry fuck would be a punishment you wouldn't soon forget. However, I want your first time to be a pleasant experience. Therefore I will hold off on your first punishment until after I've fucked you. Next time however, I might just fuck you dry as punishment. Is that clear?"

Polly quickly nodded her head. She had no idea what it meant to be fucked dry, but the young submissive had no doubt that it would be very unpleasant.

Evelyn pressed her powerful thighs between Polly's legs, forcing the cuffed woman to spread her thighs farther apart. 

Polly whimpered into the ball gag as her stinging bottom was forced onto the mattress. The moment of truth had come. She was about to be fucked for the first time.

Evelyn then rested her weight on her left elbow so that most of her weight was resting on her left arm, rather than Polly's torso. She grasped the rubber cock with her right hand, and then moved the head of the dildo through Polly's pussy lips several times to ensure that the tip was properly lubricated.

Polly stared into her Dom's eyes. Her heart was filled with fear as well as anticipation. In a few seconds she would lose her virginity to Mistress. 

Evelyn gave her submissive a look of reassurance. "Polly, this is going to hurt a little. The pain will quickly disappear once I've broken your hymen. After that you will begin to experience pleasure." 

Polly nodded her understanding. She was partly afraid, and at the same time looking forward to the pain and pleasure her Mistress would give her. The memory of the whipping she'd received earlier flashed through her thoughts. She remembered the fear she had experienced as the whip headed for her breasts. The sharp pain she experienced when the tip of the weapon struck her nipples had sent her into mind into a tailspin. The young submissive could feel the intense burning coming from her freshly whipped bottom. The young woman feared and at the same time looked forward to her punishment.

The question is, would Mistress punish her with the whip, or would she use some other form of punishment on her new submissive.

Polly was hoping for the whip. She wanted to experience the terror of being strung up and used as a target. Having her nipples and bottom whipped while standing on the floor was exciting. But to be hanging in the air, completely helpless, as Mistress used her for target practice was an overwhelming and terrifying thought.

Evelyn pressed the tip of the rubber cock against Polly's hymen. She eased her hips forward a little, making the thin layer of tissue to stretch.

Polly bit down on the ball gag. Her eyes grew wide as she felt the thin barrier reach its breaking point.

Evelyn then thrust hard, forcing the dildo through Polly's hymen.

A trickle of blood ran down Polly's butt crack and onto the towel beneath her bottom. The pain of having her bottom ground into the mattress sent waves of pain and pleasure through the young submissive. Polly squealed into the ball gag.

The young submissive bit harder into the rubber ball as pain shot through her pussy. She jerked against the cuffs that held her, forcing them to tighten around her wrists. Polly felt the big cock stretch her pussy open as Evelyn sank half the monster into her deflowered vagina. Her vaginal walls reflexively clamped down on the invading dildo. Within a few seconds the pain in her pussy disappeared. The pain from her tender bottom however, didn't.

Evelyn continued forcing the rubber cock into Polly's deflowered cunt until the tip pressed against her cervix. 

Polly's vaginal walls continued to squeeze the dildo as it slid into her.

The pressure of the girl's squeezing vagina caused the smaller dildo to rub against Evelyn's special spot. The clit stimulator was putting pressure on the older woman's clitoris.

Tears flowed down Polly's cheeks as she laid there; her pussy stretched almost to its limit. She was no longer a virgin. 

Mistress had taken her virginity as well as her heart.

At that moment Polly wanted to spend the rest of her life submitting to her Mistress. She wanted to follow Mistress' instruction to the letter. The girl wanted to keep Mistress, house sparkling clean. She wanted to be Mistress' target. She wanted to give Mistress nothing but pleasure. She wanted to be Mistress' fuck toy.

Evelyn watched her submissive for a few minutes. She considered what she should do next. She wanted to fuck the girl until she screamed into the gag, but that didn't seem like the route to take with this young woman. Evelyn knew what the girl wanted. 

Polly wanted to be dominated, and used. She wanted to have her boundaries pushed. She wanted to feel Evelyn's bullwhip striking her flesh.

Even though the raven haired rancher wanted to fuck the girl until she came a dozen times, she knew what needed to be done. Evelyn withdrew the rubber cock until only the head remained in Polly. She then thrust the monster back into the girl's pussy, slamming the tip into her cervix.

The pain of the tip striking her cervix, combined with the pain from her tender bottom, caused the bound submissive to jerk violently against the cuffs. Polly involuntarily squealed in pain, and wrapped her long legs around Mistress' upper thighs. Her pussy clamped down on the invading cock. Wrapping her legs around Mistress relieved some of the pain coming from her bottom, but not all of it.

Evelyn began pounding the young woman's tender pussy. She thrust into Polly's stretched out cunt with powerful thrusts.

Polly's long legs tightened around her Mistress' thighs. She whimpered, and cried, as her pussy took the abuse. Her body shook with excitement as she lay there taking the fucking she desperately needed. Polly quickly discovered that she liked it rough. She wanted Mistress to drill her young cunt. Her pussy craved the discomfort of being fucked hard.

Evelyn's pussy throbbed as the small dildo and clit stimulator worked her over. She increased her tempo, fucking Polly even more aggressively. She knew she had to punish the girl, but the need to cum was so powerful. 

But the girl had to be trained. She had to be taught what it meant to truly be submissive.

Evelyn waited until Polly was ready to cum. She suddenly wrenched the strap on dildo from the young woman's cunt.

Shocked by the action, Polly cried out in protest. Her cry was muffled by the ball gag. She stared up in confusion at her Mistress.

"Don't act so surprised young lady. You disobeyed me when you took your eyes off me. I told you I would punish you after I took your virginity. Your virginity is gone now. It's time to be punished. You are getting a taste of my whip. Twenty five lashes will be your punishment."

Polly's heart leaped in fear. She was going to be punished sooner than expected. The thought of being disciplined had been exciting. But now that the time was at hand, the young woman began to ask herself if she could endure the pain of being struck twenty five times by the whip.

The image of Toy's jerking body ran through the young woman's mind. He seemed to be enduring a lot of pain from the blows he received. But Toy hadn't received nearly as many lashes. After receiving the lashes, the young man had been turned into helpless baby who had to be dressed, and helped to the car.

Polly could still feel the pain coming from her nipples and bottom. Could she take having her body struck another twenty five times?

What if Mistress struck her too hard? What if she drew blood? 

The image of her skin being ripped from her body entered Polly's thoughts.

Evelyn climbed off Polly, and grabbed the key to the cuffs. She released her submissive from the cuffs. Climbing off the bed, she grabbed the young woman by the hair and jerked her to her feet.

Polly's eyes were filled with terror.

Evelyn gazed at her submissive. "If you don't want to be whipped, just remove the gag and then you can return to your room. But remember, as my employee, you sleep in your room. As my submissive, you sleep in my bed, and you follow all of my instructions. You also endure whatever punishment I deem necessary. I don't want to play Dom, Sub games. You either submit yourself completely to me or you work for me as my employee. Is that understood?"

Polly quickly nodded yes. She understood that Mistress was setting the rules early. 

There would be no safe words. There would be no bottom saying when and where.

Mistress was asserting her authority. 

Polly could either submit to this woman of her own free will, or she could return to her room and work for Evelyn as an employee.

Mistress was in complete charge of the relationship.

Polly knew in her heart that she would have it no other way. She knelt on the floor before her Mistress. She looked up at the powerful rancher. She reached out and grasped the bloody dildo. She then pressed the ball gag against the tip of the dildo.

Evelyn smiled, knowing she had indeed found the perfect replacement for Brandy. "Polly, take your place under the center beam in the living room. Stand facing the window. I will join you when I'm ready." She paused for a second. "Before you take your place, I want you to turn on every light and lamp in the living room."

Polly stared in shock at her Mistress. 

With the overhead light turned on, they would see her, but not clearly. However with the lamps turned on as well her nude body would be very visible to all who drove past the house. 

The humiliated submissive nodded, giving in completely to Mistress. She slowly stood, and left the room. Polly walked down the hall, and entered the living room.

The big bay window looked larger than ever as Polly stared at it. The sun had gone down over an hour ago. That meant any passerby's would be able to see her from the road.

A pickup passed the house, reminding Polly of just how exposed she was to passing vehicles. The people in the vehicles would most likely be people who knew her. They would be ranchers heading home after feeding their livestock.

Polly had grown up around the men who owned the ranches on this road.

They knew her Daddy. They had seen her hundreds of times. If any of them passed by while she was standing in front of the window, they would get a view of her that she wasn't sure she wanted to give them. If they drove past while she was hanging from the center beam, and taking her punishment, Polly would suffer a terrible humiliation. 

Yet the thought of being humiliated in this manner only served to increase Polly's excitement. Polly moved around the room and began turning on the lamps. 

Within a minute the entire room was lit up like it was daylight.

The twenty year old approached the spot where the rope was hung. She gazed up at the rope that hung high above her head. Her mind was filled with fear as her pussy throbbed with anticipation.

Time seemed to pass at a snail's pace.

Mistress was making her wait.

Polly felt more exposed than she'd ever felt in her life. This was worse than having to go to Miss Lola's adult book store for her Daddy. At least she was dressed when she bought the magazines for her Daddy.

Another pickup passed the house. Its headlights were on high beam.

Polly recognized the truck.

Jake Withers who owns three hundred acres of grazing land a few miles down the road was driving.

Polly's face turned bright red as she watched the truck pass.

Had he seen her? Would he be telling all his friends about seeing her standing naked in Evelyn Landers' living room? 

Polly could almost hear old Jake talking up what he'd seen.

"Last night I was passing Evelyn Landers' house, when I saw Polly Bradley standing in the living room next to the bay window. That little cunt didn't have a stitch of clothes on. Do you think Evelyn is banging the girl?"

"Ah hell, you know she is," someone would say.

Then everyone would laugh.

As Polly stood there, contemplating her life with Mistress, the sound of boots coming down the hall brought the girl out of her thoughts.

Mistress had put her boots on. The thuds of Mistress' boot steps made Polly tremble with fear and excitement.

Polly's punishment was about to begin.

*

Author's note! I know I ended this chapter with a cliff hanger. (I could have said I ended the story with Polly hanging, but she hasn't been strung up quite yet.) But I've had so much fun with this storyline that I've decided to continue it for a few more chapters. Also, I've decided to give you a little surprise in the next chapter. 



Snow Bound 05



Polly Bradley; Evelyn Landers' new submissive, was standing in the center of the living room, facing the big bay window, waiting for her mistress to administer her punishment. She was completely nude, except for the two inch ball gag stuffed between her teeth. Even though Polly had only been wearing the gag for twenty or thirty minutes, her jaws were already starting to ache.

Polly knew that with time her jaws would get used to being forced apart for extended periods of time. Until then, she would have to learn to endure the discomfort.

After all, part of being a submissive is enduring whatever Mistress requires of her.

The rope that would be used to string the young brunette up dangled above her head.

Polly was frightened, ashamed, and sexually excited, all at the same time. She was also angry with herself. She had waited all her life for a dominant woman to take her as a bottom; and now that it has finally happened, she disobeys her new mistress' instructions before the woman makes love to her for the first time. 

Polly felt like she couldn't even have sex without screwing up. 

The pretty submissive wanted her first time with another woman to be special. She had always envisioned herself giving her virginity to her mistress as an act of love and total obedience.

In Polly's fantasies, her dominant would tie her to the bed, as Mistress had done. Her Dominatrix would then deflower Polly either with her fingers, or a dildo, and then make love to her until she came. 

Unfortunately it didn't happen that way.

Evelyn had popped Polly's cherry with a double dildo strap on; but before either of them could cum, the sexy dominatrix ripped the larger dildo from her lover's newly deflowered cunt, depriving her of the orgasm she craved.

Now Polly must be punished because she couldn't follow one simple instruction. The pretty bottom believed she deserved the punishment she was to receive.

That punishment would involve an eight foot bullwhip being used on her bare flesh.

Evelyn was sitting on the bed, still wearing the double dildo strap-on. The smaller phallus was buried in her hungry cunt. She squeezed her cunt muscles around the dildo. 

"Fuck, I'm so horny," the sexy lesbian declared as she squeezed the dildo as tightly as she could with her vaginal muscles.

Evelyn had wanted to fuck her new bottom until they both came, but because Polly had disobeyed her orders, the girl needed to be punished before they could resume having sex. She was tempted to forgive all, so she could throw the young woman on the bed, and fuck the hell out of her. Evelyn knew however, that she wouldn't be doing the girl any favors if she did.

Polly needed to learn that her instructions are to be obeyed at all times.

Evelyn released the side straps to the harness from around her waist. The lovely rancher then stood so she could withdraw the smaller dildo from her excited cunt. She shook with desire as the small phallus pressed against her G spot. 

The raven haired beauty grasped the base of the dildo and slowly withdrew the pleasure giving device from her hungry cunt. She groaned as the inside dildo slid from her enflamed pussy. She looked at the double dildo harness, longingly, and then reluctantly tossed the sex toy onto the nightstand next to the bed. Her pussy was on fire with the need to cum. She had stopped fucking Polly just before the young woman was ready to cum as part of her punishment. Unfortunately that meant Evelyn had to deprive herself of a much needed orgasm that the strap-on harness' shorter dildo would have given her. Her own need to cum was as powerful as Polly's.

However, Evelyn was aware that for Polly needed to be instructed in obedience and discipline. 

That meant Polly needed to learn that disobedience was dealt with by the whip. Polly had disobeyed her new Mistress' instructions. 

Evelyn knew the girl didn't mean to disobey. 

Polly's shock at the size of the dildo her mistress intended to deflower her with had caused the submissive virgin to take her eyes off Mistress for several minutes.

Evelyn had specifically told Polly to never take her eyes off her during sex.

The moment Polly's gaze fell on the strap-on, she forgot her instructions, and stared at the large phallus far longer than she should have.

Evelyn knew the woman would never intentionally disobey her.

But Polly had to learn early that instructions are meant to be followed. When a dominatrix gives her submissive a command, it must be obeyed no matter what.

The raven haired rancher turned to leave her bedroom. She started to pass through the bedroom door, when she remembered something Brandy had suggested a few days before she was forced to leave.

Evelyn had wanted to try the idea out on Brandy, but with her hectic schedule, she couldn't get away to purchase the items she needed.

After Brandy left, there seemed to be no need to purchase the items.

Evelyn doubted she would ever find a submissive that was as turned on by pain, fear, and humiliation as much as Brandy was.

Then Polly came into Evelyn's life. The young woman was a natural submissive who craved being dominated and humiliated. The fear the submissive woman felt when she looked at the whip seemed to heighten her sexual desire tenfold.

Evelyn smiled as she relived the whip pops the girl had silently begged for earlier.

Toy was hanging in the window. His body was covered with welts that Evelyn had given him with her eight foot long bullwhip.

Lola was kneeling on the floor, sucking Toy's sperm down her throat.

Polly stood there, nude, feeling both confused, and excited by her intense need to be struck by the whip.

Evelyn saw the fear mixed with hunger in the young woman's eyes. She silently mouthed the words don't move. 

Polly stood perfectly still. Her face was filled with lust, and fear, as she waited for the woman she barely knew to strike her with the whip.

Evelyn could still see the surprise on the young woman's face as the whip's popper snapped against her left nipple. 

Even though Polly knew it was coming, she was shocked when the whip struck her a second time.

The leather bullwhip enflamed the girl's nipples. 

Polly became so turned on that she silently pleaded with Evelyn to strike her again.

Evelyn began to ask herself if using Brandy's insane idea on Polly was the right thing to do.

Polly would be both terrified, and intensely turned on by the experience. The question is would it be too much for the fledgling submissive to endure so early in her life as a bottom?

The lovely Dominatrix strode to the bedroom door. She quietly closed the door, so that Polly wouldn't hear what she was up to. She picked up her cell phone and called her friend.

Lola sat on the bed, watching Toy sleep. 

The naked young man was both physically and emotionally exhausted. He would sleep until she woke him.

The middle aged Dominatrix was proud that her submissive had taken his whipping without protest. She was also proud that in spite of the sexual overload he had experienced from the bullwhip, he didn't cum in her throat until she gave him permission. Lola knew he desperately wanted to cum. The moment Lola slid his cock deep in her windpipe and her hand tapped the young man's hip, his dick fired multiple ropes of sperm down her stretched out throat, and into her waiting belly.

His rich, thick sperm mixed with the food in her stomach.

The steak she had eaten was delicious, but to Lola, her lover's cock tasted better.

After getting her submissive lover home, and in bed, Lola decided to let him sleep for a little while. She would let him rest for an hour, and then wake him.

Then she would ride his cock until she came.

As Lola watched her young lover sleep, her phone began to ring. She snatched it up, before it woke Toy from his slumber. "Hello?" 

Lola recognized Evelyn's voice. "Hey Babe, I'm glad you called."

She listened for a minute. "No, he's sound asleep."

Lola listened for a few moments. "Oh hell, don't worry about it. I'm glad you called. I'm also glad you took my advice. So tell me, how teachable is that little submissive?"

She listened to Evelyn's response. "I'll be damned. She's ready to be strung up and whipped already. I knew that girl would take to the whip. She's going to make a great little bottom for you. Best of all, she's young and untouched. That means you can train her the way you want without having to break any bad habits a previous Dom might have given her."

Evelyn began explaining her plan.

"Oh hell yes," Lola replied enthusiastically. "I've got the things you need at my store. I can meet you there, if you want to get them tonight?"

Evelyn continued speaking.

Lola chuckled. "No, I don't think it's too soon to break her in like that. Trust me, that girl will love it. The experience will bring out emotions that Polly didn't know existed."

She grinned as her friend tried to apologize for disturbing her. "Evelyn, I don't mind opening up my store for you. Besides, I'm getting turned on just thinking about what you've got planned for that girl. Hell, I was planning to fuck Toy after he rested. This will give me something to do while he's asleep. The boy is exhausted."

Lola listened as Evelyn voiced her concerns. "I know he's worn out. But he needs to remember his place. That boy will fill my cunt with his cock if he knows what's good for him. Shit, I'll fuck him while he's asleep if I have to."

Lola listened to her friend's response. She laughed heartily. "Honey, I've fucked my sex toy lots of times while he's asleep. I just roll him on his back; suck his cock until it's hard, then mount him and ride him like a stud horse."

Lola began to laugh at Evelyn's question. "You're damn right it wakes him up. That boy wakes up quick when he starts filling me with his seed. It's the only time I don't punish him for cumming without my permission. He fills me with so much seed that it makes me wish I was still young enough to have babies. The way that boy fills my pussy with his sperm I'd be knocked up by now, if I was ten years younger."

Evelyn resumed speaking.

Lola chuckled. "Honey, I'm over fifty years old. My periods haven't been regular since I was in my early forties. Women my age rarely get pregnant. Hell, I doubt if my womb has any viable eggs left to inseminate."

Evelyn spoke yet again.

"Yes, I still have periods. But I only have them about a half dozen times a year. Hell, my menstrual cycle should have stopped years ago."

Lola chuckled at her friend's response. "No, I haven't gone through Menopause yet." Lola rapped her knuckles on the wooden nightstand. "Knock on wood."

Lola struggled to control her laughter as Evelyn voiced her concern. "Yes, I know that a woman can get pregnant as long as she's still having monthly visits from the little red monster. But I don't bleed every month. I usually bleed every other month, so I'm fine; trust me. My oven won't be packing any buns."

Lola listened as Evelyn resumed speaking. "The highway isn't too bad right now. It shouldn't take more than a half hour to reach my store. I'll leave in about twenty five minutes, and we should arrive at about the same time."

Lola chuckled at her friend's next sentence. "Don't worry about me having to open the cash register. There isn't any money in it anyway. I dropped the cash off at the bank before we drove to your house. You can pay me the next time you're in the store."

Lola smiled as her friend said goodbye. "I'll see you in a half hour sweetie." She hung up the phone. She gazed down at her young lover.

Toy had rolled onto his back as he slept. The sleeping man's dick had become hard.

Lola could see the red mark around the center of his cock, where Evelyn had popped him with the whip. The sight of his reddened body, and stiff cock excited the middle aged woman. "Hell, I've got twenty minutes before I have to leave. Why should I let a perfectly good erection go to waste?"

Lola stood, stripped her slacks and panties off, and then climbed back onto the bed. She knelt over Toy's cock, grasped the shaft, and began to stroke it with her hand. 

Toy moaned in his sleep.

Lola then slid the erect penis into her mouth. She held the meat in her mouth for a few moments before sliding it down her throat.

Toy stiffened as his shaft stretched his Mistress' esophagus. 

Lola moaned into her lover's cock. She had learned to deep throat a man when she was in her early twenties. Her first toy had been as well endowed as her current submissive. The moment Lola saw the long, thick cock of her first bottom she knew she wouldn't be happy until she had that monster deep in her throat. Lola had practiced on her submissive for weeks before she finally managed to get the head of his cock past her gag reflex. She fell in love with the sensation of having her esophagus stretched by her lover's cock.

Lola was going to marry her lover. But three weeks before their wedding, he was killed by a drunk driver.

Six months later, Lola opened her adult book and sex toy store.

After all these years, the beautiful Dom still enjoys having her windpipe stretched by a long, thick cock. 

Lola held her lover's cock deep in her throat until the need to breathe became too powerful to resist. She reluctantly eased her head back until she could take a breath. She then slid the thick cock back into her throat.

Toy let out a low moan as his mistress repeatedly forced her expanded esophagus to accept his cock.

Unable to wait any longer, Lola let the hard shaft slip out of her mouth.

Toy was still asleep.

Lola swung one leg over her sleeping lover's hip, and then mounted him.

Grasping the young man's shaft, she lined it up with her hungry cunt. Lola sighed as she sank down onto her fuck toy's long cock until it touched the entrance of her womb. Her cunt wasn't as tight as it had been thirty years ago, but Toy's dick still rubbed every inch of her vaginal walls as it sank into her. "Baby, I know I said you could sleep for an hour, but I'm horny as hell."

Lola began riding her sleeping lover's cock. She lifted her hips until only the head was still inside her hungry cunt. She then let her weight drop onto the young man's pelvis. 

Toy whimpered in his sleep as his mistress' weight dropped onto his pelvis. He tried to wake up, but the young man was just too exhausted.

Lola rode her young lover's cock. She repeatedly slid Toy's cock in and out of her sopping wet pussy. Her thoughts returned to the whipping he'd received earlier in the evening. She could still hear the sound of the bull whip striking the young man's flesh while she had sucked him off. Lola could almost feel the wind coming off the whip, as it missed her pretty face by inches. She shook as the need to cum began to build within her. Lola began to ram Toy's dick into her hungry cunt with increased speed and force. She slammed her pussy onto Toy's dick again and again.

The young man moaned and whimpered in his sleep, but he was so exhausted from the whipping he'd received, he just couldn't bring himself to wake up. 

"Fuck," Lola moaned as her body edged closer to orgasmic bliss. "I'm gonna cum," she cried. "Fuck, I'm cumming." She buried her sub's dick deep in her body. Her cunt muscles clamped down on the thick pole that was driving her mad with lust. Lola squeezed her lover's cock with her vaginal muscles. Her entire body shook as a powerful orgasm ripped through her loins. 

Toy's dick began to swell, causing his Dom to cum even harder. 

Lola jerked and writhed against her sleeping lover until she finally collapsed onto her young lover. 

His swollen dick was buried deep in her cunt, but he hadn't cum yet. 

Lola was still horny as hell. She wanted to continue, but the clock on the nightstand reminded her that it was time to go. 

Lola kissed Toy's lips. "Baby, you sure know how to make me cum, even while you're asleep," she crooned. "When I get back I'm going to wake you. And you, young man, are going to fill my hot pussy with your seed. We are going to fuck until we both pass out from exhaustion." 

Lola hadn't been this horny in a long time. 

But the sight of her lover being whipped by Evelyn had been the most intense experience of her life.

Lola decided to add a new sale item to her store. Come Monday morning, when she filled out her usual order of sex toys, she intended to order a few bullwhips. Lola had never purchased them in the past, for fear of a lawsuit, should someone get hurt during sex play. 

She would have to hang a sign over the whips display stating that the store is not responsible for injuries.

All but one of the whips would be for sale. One whip would come home with her. Lola intended to ask Evelyn to teach her how to use a whip.

Polly stood beneath the center beam waiting for her Mistress to enter the living room. She had been standing there for quite some time. 

The wait was almost as unbearable as her punishment would be.

How long would Mistress make her stand there and wait to receive her punishment?

Polly had disobeyed her Mistress' command to watch her the entire time during their love making. It wasn't an intentional act of rebellion. The pretty submissive had been shocked at the size of the strap-on dildo that her Mistress intended to use to deflower her with. Even though Polly had clearly heard her mistress' instructions, she just couldn't tear her gaze from the monstrous dildo.

Of course, disobedience is disobedience, whether it is intentional or accidental.

Therefore Mistress decided to punish her new Submissive. She started by deflowering the pretty virgin with the strap-on. She then fucked the girl until she was close to cumming.

Then, to Polly's shock, the woman denied her the orgasm she desperately wanted. 

Mistress suddenly ripped the dildo from the young woman's hungry pussy, and then released her from the cuffs that held her to the bed. She ordered Polly to turn on all of the lights in the living room, and then wait for her beneath the center beam that ran the length of the living room ceiling. She told the nude girl to face the big bay window during her wait.

Polly stood beneath the rope that hung from the large center post. She would be hung up by that rope when Mistress was ready to begin administering her punishment.

The whip was lying on a table about ten feet behind her.

As Polly stood there, facing the big bay window like Mistress had instructed, she thought about the lashes she was going to receive. Her naked flesh would be struck twenty five times with Mistress' bullwhip. Polly was both terrified and excited by the idea of being flogged as she dangled helplessly in the center of Mistress' living room. Polly knew that as a submissive, she had the right to refuse her punishment. After all, she was a submissive, not a slave. But as Mistress' submissive, she didn't dare refuse the woman. Polly would take her punishment as a good bottom should.

Another pickup passed the house. Its headlights were on high beam.

Polly recognized the truck.

Jake Withers who owns three hundred acres of grazing land a few miles down the road was driving.

Polly's face turned bright red as she watched the truck pass.

Had he seen her? Would he be telling all his friends about seeing her standing naked in Evelyn Landers' living room? 

Polly could almost hear old Jake talking up what he'd seen.

"Last night I was passing Evelyn Landers' house, when I saw Polly Bradley standing in the living room next to the bay window. That little cunt didn't have a stitch of clothes on. She had a gag stuffed in her mouth; can you believe that?"

Those who heard the story would laugh, of course.

Jake would go on with his story, happy to be the center of attention. "Do you think Evelyn is banging the girl?"




Snow Bound 05



"Ah hell, you know she is," someone would say.

Then everyone would laugh yet again.

The young submissive hoped that Jake hadn't seen her. 

Yet, the possibility that he might have sent a sexual charge through the young woman's body. Polly wasn't into men. But the humiliation of being seen like this did things to the girl that she'd never quite understood. It was why she waited until Miss Lola's store was clear of customers before she made her father's purchases. She felt a thrill at knowing the other customers could see her thumbing through the bondage magazines.

Once there were no more observers, she would reluctantly put the magazine she was looking at back, and then pay for her father's magazines.

Miss Lola would give her a knowing smile as she rang up the magazines. 

Polly would blush furiously as she gave the woman money. She had known since she was a girl that Miss Lola was a Dominatrix. Her Father had laughed about it numerous times.

Polly had used Miss Lola as a focal point for her masturbation sessions on numerous occasions. She frequently fantasized that Miss Lola would drag her into the back room of her store and use her as she saw fit.

Then the day when Mistress came into the store, Polly's fantasies changed. She began to imagine that it was Mistress doing these degrading things to her.

Now, here she stands beneath the rope; her fantasy is about to become a reality. Polly was quickly learning that fantasy and reality are much different. 

As Polly stood there, contemplating what she was about to endure, the sound of boots against the hardwood floor brought the girl out of her thoughts. Polly shivered in fear.

Mistress had put her boots on. The thuds of her mistress' boot steps made Polly tremble with fear and excitement.

Evelyn was dressed to go out. She strode towards her new submissive. She took in the sight of the young woman's nude body. 

The marks on Polly's bottom were still red, but the color was beginning to fade a bit.

Evelyn casually picked up the whip, and carried it with her as she approached her lover. She slowly stepped around Polly. Her eyes raked over the girl's nude body. Evelyn spotted the tuft of pubic hair above the girl's clit.

"Spread your legs," the rancher commanded.

Polly immediately obeyed.

Evelyn ran the coiled whip across Polly's cunt lips and through her pubic hair. 

The young woman gasped into the ball gag.

"From now on you are to keep this shaved. Is that clear?"

Polly quickly nodded her head. She trembled as the rough leather caressed her crotch. Her gaze dropped to the floor. 

Evelyn tossed the whip on the table next to the bay window. She reached behind the young woman's head and removed the gag. 

Polly moved her jaws from side to side to relive the ache in her jaw bones.

Evelyn dropped the gag on the floor next to Polly's right foot. The gag landed in a small puddle left by some of Toy's left over semen.

Lola hadn't caught all of Toy's fluids when he shot his seed down her throat. A small amount of sperm had leaked from his cock and landed on the floor after she withdrew his dick from her throat and mouth. 

The ache in Polly's jaws began to subside.

Evelyn slipped her hand between Polly's spread thighs. She slid her middle finger through the young woman's pussy lips, and then sank her finger into Polly's newly deflowered cunt. 

The young submissive trembled with desire.

"When you shave, make sure and get all the hair. I do not want to feel stubble with my tongue."

"Yes Mistress," Polly quietly replied. She forced back the smile that threatened to spread across her face. Her mistress intended to perform oral sex on her. She would keep her pussy stubble free if it meant shaving ten times a day.

Evelyn withdrew her finger. She stuck her middle digit into her mouth and sucked the juices off.

Polly kept her gaze to the floor.

"I'm going out for about an hour. You can shave your pubic hair while I'm gone." Evelyn pulled a pair of handcuffs from her jacket pocket. She dropped them on the floor next to the gag.

The sound of the cuffs hitting the floor made Polly jump. 

Evelyn withdrew a second pair of cuffs from her pocket and knelt before her submissive. "Move your feet closer together," she commanded; her voice rang with authority.

Polly instantly obeyed her mistress' command. Her heart began to pound with fear and excitement.

Evelyn locked the cuffs around Polly's small ankles.

The young woman felt the cold, steel cuffs being clamped around her ankles. The metal cuffs were tightly locked around her dainty ankles, but not so tight that they would cut off her circulation.

After cuffing Polly's ankles together, Evelyn stood, and gave her submissive a hard glare.

Polly lowered her gaze in complete submission.

"When I return, I expect to find you standing here, facing the window, with a cleanly shaved pussy, the ball gag back in your mouth, and the other pair of cuffs on your wrists. Your hands are to be cuffed behind you. You are to go straight to the bathroom, and then come back here. You are not allowed to clean the gag. You can clean it with your tongue. Is that clear?" 

Polly nodded. "Yes Mistress." 

Evelyn wanted to wait until Polly had finished shaving to leave, so she could cuff the young woman's hands herself. 

But that delay would force Lola wait at her store longer than necessary. 

Evelyn considered putting the ball gag back in place before leaving. She'd noticed the gag lying in the small puddle of sperm while cuffing Polly's ankles. She wanted to see how Polly would react to the taste of Toy's sperm. The thought of Polly having to gag herself with the sperm smeared ball gave Evelyn a small thrill.

Evelyn lifted Polly's chin. She pressed her lips to the young woman's mouth. She stroked the frightened woman's bottom with her powerful hands. 

Polly winced as her mistress rubbed her calloused hands over the whip welts on her bare bottom.

Evelyn broke the kiss. She looked at her young lover's pretty face. "I want you to know I'm not angry with you. I'm doing this because it's necessary."

"I understand Mistress." Polly lifted her gaze for a moment. "I deserve to be punished." As soon as she finished her sentence, the young woman lowered her eyes back to the floor.

Evelyn lovingly stroked her bottom's sweet face. "I'll be back as quickly as I can." 

Lola, now dressed, sat on the bed, watching her sleeping lover. She was amazed that Toy had slept through this. She had been tempted to fuck him again, but decided to let him sleep. The lovely Dominatrix had no doubt that if Toy came he would wake up. 

And she wanted her lover to get as much sleep as he could before she returned. She caressed the sleeping young man's cheek. "Sleep well baby; because I intend to wear your cock out when I get back. Watching Evelyn whip you has made me hornier than I've been in years. You don't know it yet, but the whip will be used on you again. Only, next time, I will be the Dom welding the bullwhip. And I intend to whip your sexy young body until you cum all over the floor."

Glancing at the clock, Lola got up, and headed for her car. 

Lola wasn't the only sexually stimulated Dominatrix driving to the store that evening. 

Evelyn was so horny that she was debating whether she should postpone Polly's punishment until the next day. The raven haired rancher wanted to drive back to the house, force her submissive onto her knees, and make the young woman lick her cunt until she came.

However, the exit to Lola's store was just ahead.

Evelyn pulled off the interstate, and headed for the sex shop.

Lola hadn't arrived yet.

Evelyn pulled into the sex store's parking lot. She noticed a set of headlights in her rear view mirror.

Lola pulled in behind her.

The women parked by the entrance, got out of their vehicles, and approached the front door.

Lola unlocked the door, and went inside, followed by Evelyn. "What you need is down this aisle," Lola said as she led Evelyn to the bondage equipment. 

She grabbed up the appropriate package and handed it to her long time friend. "Make sure you put those on good and tight. If they are too loose, Polly's ankles might get pulled from their sockets."

Evelyn nodded. "I will. What about the other item?"

Lola strolled to the other end of the aisle. She picked up a long, narrow blister pack and gave it to Evelyn. "This one will be plenty heavy enough. Polly doesn't weigh more than 120 pounds, so it will handle her weight with no problem. Be careful when you hoist her in the air. You don't want her hips to come off the floor too quickly. That could hurt her." 

"I've hoisted cattle before. I know what I'm doing."

"Yes, but the cows were dead."

Evelyn touched Lola's arm. "I will be careful."

"Listen to me. I sound like an old mother hen, clucking over her chicks." 

Evelyn smiled. "That's because you care about Polly's safety. People who don't understand the lifestyle think that all Dominatrix are sadistic monsters who enjoy inflicting as much pain as we can on our lovers. What they don't understand is that the bottom controls the relationship. They manipulate us into punishing them. They sometimes do it on purpose. Other times, it's a subconscious manipulation. Polly wasn't even aware that she had disobeyed me until I called her on it. But, I have no doubt that she wants to be strung up and whipped. She's terrified by it. But, at the same time, she craves it."

A grin appeared on the woman's face. "I wish I could watch. That girl is in for the experience of her life."

"You don't think I'm rushing things with her do you?" Evelyn's voice was filled with concern.

"Polly isn't some young woman who is slightly curious about being tied up and made love to. That girl is a full blown BDSM submissive who has wanted to be used like this for years. You do this to her, and she will never leave you."

"Yes, but isn't it a little early to start doing things like this to her? Hell, less than an hour ago, Polly was still a virgin."

"Honey, I've seen bottoms like Polly before. She's happiest when she's feeling completely helpless and terrified. I got one at home who is the same way. He wanted to be punished this evening. Besides, you saw the expression on her face as you whipped Toy. That girl was fantasizing that she was the one hanging up there and getting whipped. I saw you pop her tits with the whip. Shit that girl wanted you to hit her again."

Evelyn nodded. "She was begging me with her eyes to strike her again. I think she wanted me to pop her clit."

"See what I mean? Polly is hungry to be used like this. You do this to that girl and her orgasm will be so powerful it will make her head explode. You are about to do things to her that she has only been able to fantasize about while looking through those girl on girl bondage magazines. Trust me, that girl wants this. Hell, she needs it. After tonight, she will happily do whatever you tell her to. Polly will be the most satisfied lesbian bottom in the state."

Evelyn grinned at her friend. "I noticed you emphasized lesbian bottom."

Lola returned her friend's grin. "Hell, no one is as satisfied as Toy. I've decided to learn to use a bullwhip like you. I intend to whip that boy twice a week just to keep him horny."

"I'll be glad to give you lessons."

"How much would you charge?" Lola asked.

"I wouldn't charge you. Although I would love to know what it's like to sting you up and give you a few strokes with my whip."

"Lola roared with laughter. "Let me guess. You'd want to strip me, whip me, and fuck the hell out of me."

"That sounds good to me." Evelyn flashed her friend a sexy smile.

"I'll gladly take the lessons. Although I'm not sure about letting you whip me."

"If you ever decide you want to taste my whip, just let me know. I suspect you would love it."

"Stop," Lola wailed. "I'm horny as hell as it is. You keep talking like that and I'll have to frig myself all the way home." 

They started to leave the aisle when Evelyn spotted one more item she needed. "Oh hell, how could I have forgotten that?"

Lola smiled at her friend. "You're learning. Which one do you want to get?"

Evelyn made her selection. She then noticed an item she'd never seen before. 

Three wooden boxes sat on the bottom shelf. The boxes appeared to be just large enough to wrap around a woman's torso, hands, and arms. Each box had what appeared to be a hole to fit around someone's neck. One of the boxes was painted black. The other two were unpainted. Four metal bolts stuck out the four corners of what appeared to be a lid to the box. 

Wing nuts were used to secure the front panel to the small box.

Evelyn laid her purchase items on the second shelf, before picking up one of the unpainted boxes. She turned the contraption over, and saw a larger hole cut in the bottom. 

The hole was large enough to fit around an average sized woman's waist.

"What the fuck is this?" Evelyn asked, already suspecting she knew what it was for.

Lola grinned at her friend. "That, my dear, is a torso bondage box. I got them in last week. You place the box around your bottom's torso, with her head sticking out the top, and her lower waist coming out of the bottom. Her arms are folded up inside the box. You then place the cover over her torso. The wing nuts lock the cover in place. A submissive can walk around while wearing the box, but with her arms trapped inside, she is helpless. I've got a bigger one at home for Toy. He loves the damn thing. He wears it all the time."

Evelyn turned the box over a few times. "This thing looks like it would fit Polly perfectly."

Lola gave her long time friend a wicked smile. "It does. I put it on her one day, just to see if it would fit. I thought she was going to ask me to fuck her right there."

"Was she nude?" Evelyn asked.

"No," Lola said. Disappointment could be heard in her tone. "I locked her in it during business hours, to demonstrate how it worked for a customer. But I got the impression Polly would be more than willing to demonstrate it without clothes. The customer was a sexy middle aged dominatrix."

"Why didn't the woman buy the box?"

"She bought one, but it was black. She said her submissive has alabaster skin, and she wanted the black box to contrast the girl's pale complexion. 

Evelyn's cunt twitched as her friend told her about the incident.

Lola could see the hunger in her friend's eyes. You know, if you lock Polly in that thing, you can lay her across your dining room table, and fuck her silly with that strap-on you bought a while back."

Evelyn examined the waist hole. "If I lay her down while she's wearing this, won't the waist hole hurt her spine?"

Lola shook her head. "It will cause Polly some discomfort, but it won't permanently damage her. The waist hole is close enough to the back of the box that it won't bend her back much. The wood will dig into her spine, but it won't harm her."

Evelyn wasn't comfortable with the idea of using the box on Polly while she lay on her back. "I'm sure you're right. But I'm still worried that it will harm her unnecessarily. I don't want to cripple her or paralyze her."

"Hell, it won't hurt her," Lola exclaimed. "Trust me. The designers knew what they were doing when they came up with this box."

Lola could see the indecision in her friend's eyes. She took the torso sized box from her friend. "I tell you what. I'll let you test the box out on me. You can lock me in the box, and then lay me on the table in the back room. I'll prove to you that it won't hurt Polly."

Evelyn shook her head. "I don't know. You could get hurt."

"I won't take no for an answer. I'm going to prove to you that the box is safe." Lola strode past her friend and headed to the back room.

Evelyn reluctantly followed Lola into the back room. She closed the door behind her.

Evelyn had seen this room many times over the years.

The room was full of larger sex toys. Some of them were designed for bondage. Others were meant to be used for a variety of sexual games.

A fucking machine sat against the far wall.

Lola had threatened to secure Evelyn to the bondage table and use it on her on more than one occasion. She was half joking of course.

The two friends had joked about fucking one another numerous times over the years. 

Lola laid the box on a long table that sat in the center of the room. 

Wrist and ankle manacles were mounted to the four corners of the table.

Toy had been secured to the table on numerous occasions during business hours. He would lie there, gagged, and nude, as a punishment, when he messed up a client's order.

Customers would see him lying there as they shopped.

One time, Lola allowed one of her favorite customers to suck his cock while he was secured to the table.

The woman enjoyed the experience so much she ordered a table just like it. Only the table she bought was designed to fit her height.

To this day, the happy customer allows her boyfriend to secure her to the table, and fuck her whenever he wants.

Lola removed the four wing nuts that held the front cover in place.

Evelyn watched her friend take the front cover off the box. "I don't mean to be insulting, but are you sure you will fit in that thing?"

"I'm a little thicker than Polly, but yes, I will fit." Lola looked the box over for a minute. "Although, unlike Polly, I don't think I'll fit in it while I'm dressed."

The pretty rancher watched her friend remove her coat.

Lola dropped the coat on the table. Next she removed her shirt, and bra, and laid the garments on top of her coat.

Evelyn was still horny as hell. She licked her lips as she took in the sight of her friend's lovely breasts, and waist.

Even in her fifties, Lola's breasts hardly had any sag in them. The store owner wasn't lying when she said she wasn't that much bigger than Polly. Her stomach was flat and her waist was only a little thicker than Polly's waist.

"Damn, I hope my body is still as sexy as yours when I'm your age."

Lola winked at her friend. "The secret is exercise, eating right, and being thoroughly fucked every day. Now, help me into the box."

"Won't your jeans get in the way?" Evelyn knew the box wouldn't ride that low on Lola's hips. But she wanted to see what the woman's ass looked like.

Lola groaned as she sat on the table. "The things I will do for a friend." She removed her shoes off and dropped them on the floor. Next she removed her socks and dropped them into her shoes.

Evelyn waited in anticipation as her friend undressed.

Lola stood up, and unbuttoned her jeans. She pulled them down over her shapely hips. She eased her legs out of the jeans and dropped them on the table. She shoved her clothes to one side. In her haste to get dressed, and meet Evelyn at her adult book store, Lola had decided not to put her panties back on.

Evelyn's gaze took in the sight of Lola's sexy ass, and long legs. Evelyn thought about Polly staring at her own legs earlier in the evening. 

Polly had been embarrassed at being caught staring at the beautiful rancher.

Evelyn had told the girl it was alright, and that she thought she had nice legs.

"Nice legs hell," Lola had exclaimed. "Your legs make me wish I was gay. I'd go bottom for a chance to have your long, sexy legs wrapped around my waist."

As Evelyn thought about her friend's comment; a powerful desire to fuck her old friend shot through her. She knew it would be wrong, but the temptation was incredibly powerful.

Lola was, after all, allowing herself to be locked in a bondage box that was meant to be used on a submissive for sex. 'Fuck, I can't believe I'm still horny as hell,' Evelyn thought.

Lola sat on the table. "Ok, put the back part of the box on me."




Snow Bound 05



Evelyn took the larger section of box and placed it against Lola's back. She had a little difficulty getting the waist slot to fit around Lola's middle, but the woman's torso and arms did indeed fit inside the small box. 

The neck slot came to rest against the back of her neck. The waist slot slid against her lower back.

"Now, help me to lie back," Lola said.

Evelyn stood next to her friend, and helped her to lie back.

Lola rested the heels of her feet on the edge of the table. She was forced to spread her legs wide, and place her heels against the edges of the box, in order to keep her feet from sliding off. She felt the neck and waist slots digging into her, but she wasn't too uncomfortable. She folded her arms up inside the box so the palms of her hands rested against her shoulders. 

"Are you alright?" Evelyn asked. Her pussy was beginning to throb.

"I'm fine," Lola replied. "Put the front panel on, and then lock it in place with the wing nuts."

Evelyn retrieved the front panel, which had now become a lid. She lined the lid's bolt holes up with the bolts, and then lowered it in place over Lola's torso. 

Lola could feel the lid touching her nipples. 

The neck and waist slots were touching her throat and waist.

Lola continued giving her friends instructions on using the bondage prop. "When you tighten the wing nuts, you want to make sure they are good and tight. The box needs to be secure around Polly's neck and waist."

"I will," Evelyn replied as she retrieved the wing nuts. She screwed the wing nuts in place, making sure they were tight.

Lola could feel the holes pressing against her throat and stomach. 

"Are you comfortable?" Evelyn asked as she gazed at her friend's pretty face.

Lola began to feel anxious, but she decided not to make her friend nervous. "I'm not comfortable, but I'm not in pain. Polly will be just fine this box." Lola grinned up at her friend. A chuckle escaped her lips as an image flashed through her mind. "Suddenly I know how a magician's assistant feels when she's about to be sawed in half," she joked. "I can just picture you standing over me holding a handsaw, with a sadistic gleam in your eyes."

"Would you like me to saw you in half?" Evelyn replied, giving Lola a playful smile. "I'd be happy to be the evil magician if you were my lovely assistant."

Lola roared with laughter. "You would love that. You would take your sweet time dividing me, wouldn't you?"

Evelyn winked at her boxed up friend. "I would take very slow strokes. I'd watch you squirm as the saw sank deeper and deeper into the box, and your sexy body. Then I'd fuck your divided body with my strap-on."

"Stop talking like that. You're going to make me hornier than I already am."

Feeling frustrated, and turned on, Evelyn stepped around the edge of the table. She stood between Lola's spread legs. She gazed at the boxed up woman's cunt lips. Her eyes were filled with lust. "I don't think there's a saw lying around, but perhaps I could perform a different illusion on you. Magicians are always penetrating their lovely assistants with swords, steel rods," she paused before adding, "and other things."

Lola gasped as her best friend gently grasped her inner thighs. She saw the gleam in Evelyn's eyes, and the excitement in her pretty features. "Sweetie, just what are you planning to do to me?"

Evelyn grinned like a Cheshire cat. "You did say you would show me that the box is perfectly safe to fuck Polly while she's on her back. How can I be sure it's safe unless I test it out first?" Evelyn slowly looked around the room.

Lola swallowed as her friend's words sank in. Although Lola is heterosexual, she had kept a young woman once, several years earlier. And she had wondered what it would be like to make love to Evelyn on more than one occasion.

But surely Evelyn was joking? Evelyn wouldn't actually fuck her while she was locked in the box, would she? 

Lola gazed up at Evelyn. "Honey, I know we've joked about this in the past, but you're my best friend. I don't think it would be right if we fucked."

Evelyn responded by sinking her middle finger in Lola's wet pussy. 

Lola gasped loudly as a jolt of sexual tension shot through her already excited body.

Evelyn moved her finger around in Lola's hungry box, causing the woman to whimper. "Honey, you are so horny right now that all you can think about is having as hard cock shoved in you."

"Fuck," Lola groaned as Evelyn stimulated her cunt.

Evelyn looked to her left.

A merchandise rack that was stocked with additional sex toys was sitting against the wall next to the door. The sexy rancher quickly spotted what she was looking for. She withdrew her finger, causing Lola to twitch. 

Lola watched her friend warily. She saw the expression on Evelyn's face change as she looked a nearby merchandise rack over. She looked at the rack to see what her friend might be looking for. Her gaze fell on a strap-on that she had removed from its box for the customers to examine. Her eyes immediately grew wide. Lola looked back at her friend. Was Evelyn serious?

The lovely rancher was gazing back at her. Her features told the whole story. She was most definitely turned on. "Sweetie, before I can decide if I should make this purchase, I need to give the bondage box a proper test. After all, I wouldn't want to fuck Polly while she's locked in this thing without trying it out first. And since you're already locked in this box; and the strap-on is out of its box..." Evelyn's voice trailed off.

Lola's jaw dropped with shock. "Tell me you aren't going to fuck me with that strap-on?"

Evelyn didn't say a word. She just kept her gaze on her friend as she began to undress.

Lola watched the rancher remove her coat and unbutton her shirt. She couldn't believe Evelyn was going to do this to her.

Evelyn's full breasts came into view as she removed her bra.

Lola tried to speak but she was in shock. They had joked for years about fucking one another, but Evelyn was actually going to go through with it.

Evelyn removed her boots and dropped them on the floor.

Lola groaned when the first boot landed on the tile floor with a resounding thud. "Fuck," she exclaimed. Any other time, she would have demanded that Evelyn stop so they could discuss this. Unfortunately for Lola, her cunt was still hungry for cock.

"That's the idea," Evelyn replied, as she removed the other boot. Her voice was sultry. She unbuttoned her jeans, and then forced them over her round bottom. She removed her jeans, and let them drop next to her coat, shirt, and bra.

Lola tried to sit up. However, without the use of her hands, she couldn't move. She stared at her lovely friend. "You're really going to do this. You're going to fuck me while I'm helpless."

"You did say you'd love to know what it felt like to have my legs wrapped around your waist. Honey, the feeling is mutual." Evelyn removed her panties, and held them up for Lola to see. She let the frilly garment fall to the floor. She then strode to the rack of toys.

Lola watched her friend retrieve the strap-on. "I don't believe this," she exclaimed.

"Believe it Baby. I'm going to make you cum like you have never cum before."

The dildo was the largest one she kept in stock. It was as long as Toy's cock, but thicker.

Lola chewed on her lower lip as she watched Evelyn slip her feet into the harness of the strap-on. In spite of her shock, Lola's pussy was thrumming with the need to be fucked. She wasn't sure if Evelyn would actually go through with this, but the thought of being fucked by her closest friend was stimulating the older woman.

Evelyn pulled the strap-on up around her hips. She tightened the buckles until the harness was secure around her upper hips. 

The strap-on didn't have an inner dildo. However, it did have a built in clit stimulator. The small bump was snug against Evelyn's clitoris.

Evelyn's pussy throbbed with desire. The overly excited woman turned to face her boxed up friend. She gave Lola a playful smile. "Are you ready to continue the demonstration? As your best customer, I should get a proper demonstration."

Lola's eyes were glued to the dildo. She still couldn't believe that Evelyn actually planned to fuck her. She tore her gaze from the dildo and looked into Evelyn's eyes. "You're really going to do this, aren't you? You're going to fuck me."

Evelyn gave her best friend a sexy smile. "You know we've both wanted to do this for years. The only thing that has stopped us is the fact that we've both been afraid it would hurt our friendship. Well tonight, I am no longer afraid. You are the submissive in the box, and I am the Dominatrix who will use your sexy body as I see fit. Baby, I'm going to do what I've thought about doing for years. I'm going to fuck you until you scream in ecstasy."

Lola started to protest, but she remained quiet. She had thought about what it would be like to have sex with her best friend ever since the day she met her. 

Other than the pretty little submissive Lola had kept a few years ago, Evelyn was the only woman that had ever turned Lola on.

The boxed up beauty sighed in resignation. "I hope you're planning to use lube on me before you stuff that monster in my pussy. I've never had anything that thick in me before."

Evelyn strolled to the foot of the table, and stood between Lola's spread legs. 

The dildo was pointing directly at Lola's sopping wet pussy. Her pussy was still open from the fucking Toy had given her earlier.

Evelyn slid two fingers into Lola's cunt until the palm of her hand came to rest against her clit.

Lola involuntarily moaned with pleasure.

"Your pussy is already wet sweetie. I'll bet you fucked Toy before you came here, didn't you?"

"Yes," Lola gasped as her best friend rubbed her clit with the palm of her calloused hand.

"Did Toy cum in your pussy?"

Lola shook her head. "There's no semen in my cunt if that's what you're asking. I didn't want to wake Toy when I fucked him, so I stopped before he came. The only sperm in me is in my stomach."

"Then I have a better way to lubricate you." Evelyn withdrew her fingers. "Trust me; when I'm done with your hot little pussy, you will feel like you really have been sawed in half, and left in pieces." 

Lola had no doubt that her friend meant every word. She watched Evelyn kneel between her spread thighs.

Evelyn's head disappeared behind the box. She grasped Lola's inner thighs with her powerful hands, and forced her shapely legs farther apart. Evelyn pressed her mouth against the woman's mound, and then slid her tongue into Lola's pussy as deep she could. 

Lola stiffened as her friend buried her tongue in her cunt. "Fuck that feels good. That feels so mother fucking wonderful." She tried to lift her head so she could watch, but the bondage box kept her chin from lifting high enough.

Evelyn dragged her tongue out of Lola's cunt, and flicked her clit, before burying her tongue back in her friend's cunt. She repeatedly slid her tongue into the woman's fuck hole; dragged it through her pussy lips, and across her engorged clit.

Each stroke of Evelyn's tongue sent electric sparks through Lola's boxed up body. Lola's cunt was soon leaking copious amounts of sex juice onto Evelyn's tongue.

The sexy rancher lapped up the juices. She loved the taste of Lola's pussy.

Lola moaned and groaned as her sexy friend tortured her pussy. She threw her legs across Evelyn's shoulders, and locked her ankles together.

Evelyn lapped at Lola's cunt again and again. Her need to fuck the woman grew more powerful with each passing moment. She burrowed her tongue as deep into Lola's cunt as she could. Her nose was buried in Lola's thick pubic hair. Evelyn pressed her nose against Lola's clit as she licked the boxed up woman's G spot.

Lola's eyes grew wide. "Fuck," she screeched as her body erupted. She tightened her shapely thighs around Evelyn's face, holding her in place. Lola lifted her hips off the table, making the waist hole of the box dig deeper into her spine. She ignored the discomfort as she came.

Evelyn sucked as much of Lola's juices into her mouth as she could. 

Lola had clamped her thighs so tightly around Evelyn's head, that she was forced to hold her friend's thighs open with her hands to keep from being suffocated.

Lola jerked inside the box. Her hands and arms pressed against the sides of her wooden prison. Her head thrashed from side to side as she came. "Don't stop," she screeched. "Please don't stop. Oh FUCK."

Evelyn's excitement grew stronger as she sucked her friend's juices out of her cunt. She was beyond ready to ram the dildo into Lola's body. Using her strength to force Lola's legs open, she withdrew her tongue.

"No," Lola screeched.

Evelyn stood, lined the dildo up with Lola's cunt, and shoved the rubber phallus completely inside Lola's still cumming body. 

The clit stimulator was slammed against her clitoris.

Both women cried out in unison.

Lola began to convulse as her best friend repeatedly slammed the dildo into her body. Her vaginal walls stretched each time the dildo slid into her depths.

Evelyn's eyes rolled into the back of her head as she pounded Lola's cunt. Each inward thrust forced the clit stimulator against her button.

Lola wrapped her sexy legs around Evelyn's hips and buttocks. She clung to the younger woman as her orgasm continued to wrack her body. She felt like she would never stop cumming.

The edge of the box kept digging into the small of her back, but Lola was oblivious to the discomfort.

Her nipples rubbed against the inner lid with each thrust of the phallus. She silently mouthed the word fuck over and over.

Evelyn was forced to use short strokes because of Lola's grip around her hips. She shoved the dick into the older woman with all the force she could muster. Her own orgasm was about to begin.

Lola began gasping for air. Her head felt like it was going to explode. In all her fifty plus years, she had never cum like this in her life.

Not even toy with his magnificent cock had given her this powerful of an orgasm.

Evelyn rammed the dick into her friend over and over. She was so horny that it wouldn't take much to make her cum. 

As Lola's orgasm began to subside, she released her death grip on Evelyn's hips.

The raven haired rancher withdrew the cock until only the head was still inside. She then rammed the beast back into Lola's throbbing cunt.

The tip of the rubber phallus slammed into Lola's cervix.

The clit stimulator mashed against Evelyn's clitoris.

Both women cried out in unison as their mutual orgasms ripped through their loins.

Lola truly did feel like she was being sawed in half. 

Only the saw was a thick dildo. And it was dividing her boxed up body lengthwise. She screeched and yowled like a stray cat. The woman jerked so hard that she nearly busted the sides out of the box her torso was locked in. Her legs once again clamped around Evelyn's shapely hips.

Evelyn moaned, and blubbered as her orgasm threatened to shake her body apart. She clung to Lola's thighs, digging her nails into the woman's flesh.

They shook together until their orgasms slowly subsided.

Evelyn leaned against the table so she could catch her breath. 

The dildo was still buried in Lola's quivering cunt.

"Fuck," the boxed up woman exclaimed breathlessly. "That was the most intense sex I've ever had."

"Me too," Evelyn replied. She smiled at her friend. "Sweetie, I would love to stay and fuck you all night, but I have a submissive at home. And that girl is going to get the thrashing of her life."

"Then you had better take that dildo out of me, and let me out of this box. I have a nice big cock waiting for me at home. I'm not sure I can take being fucked again, after what you did to me. But if I don't let Toy fuck me he will think I'm being lax in my duties as his mistress."

Evelyn withdrew the dildo. After placing Lola's feet back on the edge of the table, she reached for one of the wing nuts in the lower part of the box. A devious thought ran through her head. She turned her gaze to the fucking machine and smiled.

Lola saw the look in her friend's eyes. She began to feel nervous. "What are you up to now?"

"Toy has a key to the store, right?"

"You know he has a key. Why do you ask?"

Evelyn picked up her jeans and took her cell phone out of its holster. She scanned through her phone book and hit send.

Lola stared at Evelyn. "What are you doing?"

After several rings, Toy answered the home phone. "Hello?" His voice was groggy.

"Toy, this is Miss Evelyn. Your Mistress and I are at the store. She needs you to come down here in exactly two and a half hours. Make sure you bring your key. Remember, exactly two and a half hours. Not one minute sooner or later. If you are early, or late, Mistress Evelyn will bring you back to my house, where you will be strung up and whipped until you pass out. Is that clear?"

"Yes Miss Evelyn," the young man fearfully replied. "I will be there in exactly two and a half hours.

Evelyn hit end.

Lola stared at her friend in disbelief. "What the hell are you up to?"

Evelyn strolled to the side of Lola's head. She leaned over and kissed the woman's lips. 

Lola's lip trembled as her friend kissed her.

Evelyn broke the kiss, and then grasped the corners of the box. She slid Lola up the table until her head was near the other end. She then turned towards the fucking machine.

"Evelyn," Lola practically screeched. "What are you doing?"

"I'm giving you a nice little gift." Evelyn picked up the fucking machine. 

The machine had a small motor with a three foot long bar sticking out the end. A medium sized dildo was attached to the other end of the bar.

Lola watched as her friend carried the fucking machine to the table, and sat it between her legs. "Please tell me you're not leaving me in this box for the next two and a half hours while that machine fucks the hell out of me?"

Evelyn gave her friend a sly smile. "I told you I was going to give the best sex of your life. By the time Toy gets here, you will have cum so many times that you won't be able to walk straight. Plus I'm leaving a little note for Toy, directing him to fuck you as soon as he gets here."

Lola shook her head in disbelief. She knew that arguing with Evelyn would be futile. 

The woman was a strong willed Dom who would do as she pleased. 

Polly was in good hands. She would obey her lover as a good submissive should. The girl would have a long, happy life with her mistress.

"Shit, I think I taught you the art of BDSM too well. You realize that after this, I won't be able to walk right for at least a week."

"Yes, but every time you look at this machine, or the box you're locked in, you will remember the night I gave you the most intense sexual experience of your life." Evelyn took the power cord and plugged it into a floor socket.

"I thought you wanted to buy this box?"

"I'll take one of the others off the shelf. You really should keep this one as a demonstration model. You have no idea how sexy you look like that. I look forward to locking you in it again."

Lola started to remind Evelyn that she was also a Top. But deep in her heart, the sexy store owner knew she would always be Evelyn's bottom. Lola discovered that she was just as submissive as she was dominant. Of course, her submissive side could only be brought out by Evelyn.

Evelyn slid the fucking machine forward until the dildo was inches from Lola's cunt. She then strode to the merchandise rack and grabbed a bottle of lube.

Lola groaned as her friend opened the lube. "Make sure you use lots of lube. That dildo is going to be in me for a long time."

Evelyn returned to the table, and pushed the end of the bottle into Lola's pussy. 




Snow Bound 06



The Sex Shop

Lola lay on the table, with her nude torso and arms encased in the small wooden box; her head, hips, legs, and feet protrude from the ends of the box.

The box was just barely large enough to hold the middle aged woman's torso and arms. It was designed to give the wearer a sense of complete helplessness. The wooden box worked perfectly on Lola.

Lola was completely helpless and she knew it. She was alone in the sex shop, with no one to help her. Her only company was the damned sex machine that was both tormenting her cunt and driving her wild with lust.

The fucking machine that sat between her spread legs repeatedly rammed the medium sized dildo into her abused cunt like a jackhammer. Each thrust rubbed her G spot relentlessly, driving the woman mad. As long as the machine was turned on, it would continue to fuck her. With the exception of the occasional pause, the machine wouldn't stop tormenting her cunt until the power switch was flipped to the off position.

Lola was trapped with no way out. She might receive some relief, if the machine stopped the bar from moving, like it was designed to do from time to time. 

Of course, there was no way to know if, when, or how long the machine would stop. The machine was set up to run at various speeds at random. Sometimes it would stop for a few seconds or perhaps a few minutes to give the person it was fucking a little relief. But, sometimes it wouldn't stop at all. With the random setting the device could run nonstop until it was turned off.

That meant Lola would be mercilessly fucked by the mindless machine until either someone flipped the power switch, or a power outage occurred.

The sex shop owner had heard stories over the years of women who had been tied up, and left alone to be fucked to death by a fucking machine; but she'd always believed they were urban legends.

But as the dildo repeatedly slammed into her cervix, Lola began to ask herself if the stories could possibly be true.

The middle aged woman continued to whimper and moan through the two inch ball gag that Evelyn had jammed between her teeth before she left. Lola had no idea how long she had been in the box with the torturous instrument repeatedly invading her enflamed cunt. 

Before Evelyn left the shop, she called Toy and instructed him to come to the shop in exactly two and a half hours.

But Lola had no clue how much time had passed since Evelyn had made the phone call. She could be stuck here for another hour or two before Toy arrived to let her out. Lola wasn't sure if she could endure being fucked for that long.

The machine had been running at high speed for at least ten, perhaps fifteen minutes. Or was it twenty?

Lola wasn't sure at all. All she knew for sure was the mechanical device had already caused her to have multiple orgasms.

As the dildo continued to torture Lola's cunt at high speed, the boxed up woman was beginning to believe the fucking machine's variable speed setting had somehow malfunctioned. She began to worry that the damned thing might fuck her at high speed the entire time until Toy arrived.

He might just walk in and find her lying here in an unconscious state; or worse, possibly dead. 

Surely the wild stories she'd heard about women being fucked to death were made up.

Lola felt another orgasm rising up from within her loins. She wasn't sure if she should dread or look forward to yet another orgasm.

The machine was fucking her three to four times faster than a man possibly could. Each inward thrust caused both torture and delight to the boxed up woman.

Lola's cunt clamped down on the dildo as her next earth shattering orgasm ripped through her trembling body. 

"Fwuck," she screamed into the rubber ball as she shook with orgasmic bliss. She lifted her legs, and bent her knees. Her shapely thighs touched the edge of the box's lid.

As she continued to cum, the machine switched gears to a lower speed.

Lola sobbed into the gag. She was relieved that the machine wasn't stuck on high speed. But at the same time she missed having the rubber phallus maniacally thrusting into her cunt at high speed. Lola felt more confused than ever. She continued to shake and tremble as her body rode out her latest orgasm.

'How long has it been?' Lola mentally asked herself. 'Fuck, where are you Toy?' 

Then a terrible thought ran through her mind. Lola knew that Toy had been misbehaving lately so that she would punish him. She remembered the instructions that Evelyn had given to Toy. 

"Toy, this is Miss Evelyn. Your Mistress and I are at the store. She needs you to come down here in exactly two and a half hours. Make sure you bring your key. Remember, exactly two and a half hours. Not one minute sooner or later. If you are early, or late, Mistress Lola will bring you back to my house, where you will be strung up and whipped until you pass out. Is that clear?"

Would Toy obey and arrive on time as instructed? Or would the thought of being whipped with Evelyn's bullwhip excite the young man so much that he would purposely disobey her instructions?

Lola was terrified that her lover might leave her trapped in the box, being fucked the entire night.

There was also the possibility that Toy might have rolled back over and fallen asleep from sheer exhaustion.

The thought that she might be found dead in the morning made Lola cringe. Her latest orgasm was beginning to ebb already.

The machine stopped moving.

Lola felt a wave of relief course through her as the dildo stopped fucking her sore pussy.

The rubber phallus was buried in her cunt. Its tip rested against her tender cervix.

The boxed up woman knew her reprieve wouldn't last very long. She might get a few minutes relief, or the damned thing might start fucking her again in the next few seconds.

Lola had no idea what speed the machine would choose this time. She waited for the machine to begin torturing again. Her wait wasn't long.

The motor to the fucking machine began to pick up speed.

Lola clamped her teeth down on the ball gag as she prepared for the dildo to start fucking her again. 

The bar began to move. 

Lola's vaginal walls squeezed the dildo as it started moving inside her. "Oh fwuck," she groaned. She involuntarily dug her thighs into the edge of the box's wood.

The machine was running at slow speed. The question is, how long will it run at the slower setting?

Lola bit down hard on the ball gag. She had only gotten a few seconds rest.

The unfeeling machine would once again fuck her until she came. The question is how many more orgasms would she have before Toy arrived? More importantly, what shape would she be in when he did get here?

The electric engine sped up as the bar began to move faster. 

Lola held her breath, not knowing if the machine would fuck her at medium or high speed. 

A few seconds later the dildo began ramming her cunt at high speed.

Lola screamed as the tip of the dildo slammed into her cervix again and again. She bit down even harder on the ball gag as she pushed against the lid with her forearms. Unfortunately, she was too exhausted to force the lid open.

The sturdy lid wouldn't have budged anyway, even if she was feeling stronger. The box was just too well built.

Lola was trapped with no way out. Unable to budge the lid, she decided on a new tactic. If she couldn't remove the lid, perhaps she could move the machine. She rested the balls of her feet against the machine's base and tried to push it away with her feet, but she was too wrung out from the intense fucking she was getting. Lola was indeed at the mercy of a machine that had no mercy.

Sweat poured off the shop owner's contorted face, as the machine relentlessly pounded her enflamed vaginal walls. She knew that if she lived through this, she would never forget this night of ecstasy mixed with torture.

The ranch house

Polly slowly entered the living room. Due to the handcuffs around her ankles, she was forced to take tiny steps. Her pussy was completely hairless. The frightened young woman had struggled with shaving her pussy because of the cuffs Mistress had locked around her ankles before she left. She had been forced to sit on the edge of the tub, with her knees spread as far apart as possible.

The cuffs had dug into her ankles as she held her knees apart. Polly ignored the discomfort of the cuffs and concentrated on shaving her newly deflowered cunt completely bare. 

Mistress had told Polly that she didn't want to feel stubble on her tongue, and Polly was determined to make sure that all Mistress felt when she licked her pussy was smooth skin.

Polly's nudity and shaved pussy made her both embarrassed and turned on as she approached her assigned spot. She gazed out the big bay window.

The ground was covered with snow, but unlike the previous winter it wasn't nearly as deep. 

No trucks had passed by yet, but Polly had no doubt that some of the ranchers would be heading home soon. 

The ranchers would drive by the big bay window and see her standing there, nude, cuffed, and gagged.

Earlier, Mistress had ordered Polly to turn on every light in the living room. 

Polly's nude form would easily be seen by anyone who happened to look into the window from the highway.

Polly trembled as she thought about her predicament.

Mistress had placed her in a position where her fear and shame would be maximized.

Polly trembled with lust as she gazed out the window at the highway. The young submissive then looked down at the remaining bondage implements lying on the floor. 

It was time to complete Mistress' instructions. 

Polly knelt and picked up the ball gag.

The cuffs around her ankles, once again dug into her flesh as she squatted.

The gag had been lying on the floor for over a half hour.

Polly saw a semi dried white spot on the floor where the ball gag had been laying. She knew it had to be some of Toy's sperm. She turned the gag over, and saw that one side of the ball was coated with the sticky substance. A wave of revulsion ran through the nude girl's body. Polly desperately wanted to wash the gag before putting it in her mouth.

The thought of tasting Toy's semen was revolting to the young lesbian. She could smell the pungent aroma of the sperm coming from the gag.

Unfortunately, Mistress was very specific with her instructions. 

Those instructions included washing the gag with her mouth. 

Mistress hadn't given Polly permission to wipe off the gag before putting it in her mouth.

Polly suspected that Mistress had seen the sperm on the floor. 

That was why she had ordered her to clean the gag with her mouth.

The pretty submissive considered wiping the sperm off before putting the gag in her mouth; but that would be disobeying Mistress' instructions.

Polly thought about Miss Lola's throat muscles visibly stretching as she took Toy's cock deep in her esophagus. She had been shocked at how much the Dominant's throat had stretched as she swallowed the young man's penis.

The head of Toy's manhood had stretched Miss Lola's entire throat as she swallowed him whole. 

Miss Lola had sucked Toy's cock until he came deep in her throat, allowing the boy's load of sperm to slide down her windpipe, and into her belly.

Polly shook with disgust at the thought of tasting a man's semen. She gazed at the cum covered ball gag, knowing she was about to taste the repulsive stuff whether she liked it or not.

The pretty submissive drew up what courage she had. She took a deep breath, and then crammed the gag as far between her teeth as she could. She felt the urge to vomit as her tongue dragged the semi-dried semen off the gag. 

The semen tasted salty against her tongue. Polly was surprised that the sperm didn't taste nearly as bad as she thought it would. But still, the thought of having a man's baby juice in her mouth made her want to retch.

Taking a deep breath through her nostrils, Polly forced the urge to vomit down, and tied the leather strap behind her head, making sure it was good and tight.

Seconds after she leaned forward to retrieve the second set of cuffs, a truck drove by.

Polly was glad she was bent over at the time. 

The only thing the driver would have seen, had he even been looking, was the top of her head. He wouldn't have seen her face, or nude body.

Polly waited until the truck passed before straightening up. She immediately felt guilty for cheating. 

Mistress would be displeased if she knew what her submissive had done.

Polly made the decision to never cheat on Mistress' instructions again, no matter how humiliated those orders might make her feel. 

She took one cuff and wrapped it around her right wrist. She locked it in place, making sure it was tight enough to prevent her from pulling her hand out. She then eased her hands behind her back. The young submissive grasped the other cuff, and slipped it around her left wrist. Closing her eyes, she locked the cuff in place.

She let her cuffed wrists rest against her buttocks. She could feel the cold steel pressing against the welts on her tender bottom. 

The memory of the strikes she'd received on her nipples and bottom was still fresh in her mind. She could still hear the snap of the bullwhip as it struck her flesh.

The pain caused by the metal cuffs resting against the welts wasn't too bad, but to Polly it was a constant reminder of what was to come when Mistress returned.

Polly stood in the center of the room with her hands and feet cuffed. The ball gag was shoved deep in her mouth. She was completely helpless until Mistress released her. She didn't even know where the key was.

Mistress had probably taken it with her.

Polly stood there and waited for her Mistress to return. She felt both dread and excitement at what was to come. She could still taste Toy's sperm on her tongue. She had no idea how long the taste would stay in her mouth.

Mistress obviously had something special planned for her. Why else would she leave for an hour?

The only two places the young girl could think of that would keep her Mistress away for an hour at this time of night was either Miss Lola's house, or her sex shop.

The convenience store near the interstate was still open, but Polly couldn't imagine Mistress going out for gas or a snack at this time of night.

Polly suspected her mistress was at the sex shop.

Miss Lola had closed earlier in the day to make sure Polly had a place to live.

But if Mistress asked, Miss Lola would re-open the store.

The question is what was Mistress buying?

Another truck passed the log home.

Polly bit down on the gag, feeling shame as the four wheel drive pickup drove past. She stared at the truck in the hopes of seeing who might be driving.

Was the truck being driven by someone who knows her? Had the driver seen her? If he had seen her, would tell everyone he knew about Polly, or would he remain quiet?

From that moment on, anytime one of neighbors looked at her, she would ask herself if he knew.

More trucks passed as time dragged by.

Each time a pickup passed the window, Polly felt her sense of fear, dread, and shame increase. She also felt her need to be punished and fucked by Mistress grow stronger.

Polly knew that when Mistress returned, she would be hung from the center beam and whipped for her disobedience. 

The earlier strikes Polly had received with the whip had been a show of trust. She wanted to show Mistress that she was willing to do anything to please her. She also wanted to experience the thrill of placing her body in harm's way. The whipping was a game played between a Dominant and her submissive.

Mistress had been as gentle with her as possible, while still causing her the pain she craved.

Polly looked down at the bruises on her nipples. They were still bright red, and swollen. Polly's buttocks still stung from the lashes she'd received during their target practice. The cuffs resting against her welts increased the discomfort that Polly was experiencing. 

The earlier strikes of the whip against her nipples and bottom had been a game being played between lovers. 

This time, however, it would be different.

Polly had displeased her mistress. The whip would strike her flesh with more force. The pain would be more intense. The risk would be greater.

If Mistress struck her too hard, Polly would be scarred for life. Mistress was going to give her twenty five lashes for her disobedience.

The memory of Toy receiving his lashes was still fresh in the cuffed girl's mind.

Mistress had used a greater striking force with Toy than she'd used with Polly.

The pretty submissive could still see the way he jerked, whimpered, and cried into the bit when the whip struck his flesh. She remembered how his flesh turned bright red after being struck.

When Mistress struck Toy's erection, he screamed uncontrollably as he bit into his bit. 

The marks on his flesh were deep, red, and frightening as he hung there. His flesh would be red for days.

Yet she also remembered the look of sexual satisfaction on the young man's face after he came in Mistress Lola's throat.

As Polly relived the scene, her young body shook with both desire and terror. Juices leaked out of her newly deflowered pussy. Her flesh would be just as red after Mistress punished her. Her body would be bruised for days. She would feel the pain from the bullwhip every time she moved.

The sex shop

Lola lay on the table with her torso and arms locked inside the small bondage box. 

The two inch ball gag was beginning to make her jaws ache.

The dildo that was attached to the fucking machine thrust into her cunt over and over. The machine was running at half speed.

Lola had no idea how long she had been in the box with the dildo torturing her pussy with each inward thrust.

The machine had changed speed at least ten times since Evelyn had turned it on, before leaving the sex shop. Twice it had stopped torturing her cunt, giving her some relief. But each time it stopped only for a few seconds, before resuming its job of fucking her.

Lola was relieved that after the incredibly long high speed fuck, the machine had begun to switch speeds more frequently. 

The speed setting seemed to change every few minutes now, which gave the boxed up woman some relief.

Lola thought about how she had ended up in this predicament.

Earlier, Evelyn had asked about the box when she saw it.

Lola had told her what it was used for. She told the story of locking Polly in the box to demonstrate it for a customer.

Evelyn had been worried that locking Polly in the box could hurt her if she was fucked while lying on her back, so Lola had volunteered to let Evelyn lock her in the box, to prove it was safe.

Evelyn had talked Lola into getting into the box while nude, so she could see if it would cause her submissive excess pain.

After securing Lola in the box, Evelyn decided to give the bondage device a proper test by fucking Lola with a strap-on while she was locked inside. The truth is Evelyn had wanted to fuck her friend for years.

With Lola, the feeling was mutual. She had often joked about wanting to have Evelyn's long legs wrapped around her hips as she fucked her friend.

But it wasn't Lola who ended up being the dominant.

Evelyn had become the top in their friendship.

The sex had been amazing.

Lola had cum like never before.

Then, after Evelyn had finished fucking her, she called Toy and told him to come to the shop in exactly two and a half hours. Then she set up the fucking machine and turned it on.

Lola knew her friend had given Toy some written instructions to fuck her before releasing her from the box.

That meant she would be fucked by her submissive after being fucked mercilessly by the damned machine for two and a half hours. 




Snow Bound 06



Evelyn most likely gave the boy further instructions that Lola would dread.

But other than instructing Toy to fuck her, Lola had no idea what those instructions could be. 

The boxed up woman knew her friend well. She knew that Evelyn would instruct Toy to do things that would drive her crazy with lust.

The sexy rancher left the shop leaving Lola locked in the box, a ball gag shoved between her teeth, with the fucking machine's dildo tormenting her middle aged body.

After Evelyn had initially locked her in the torso sized box, Lola had joked that she knew how a magician's assistant felt before she was about to be sawed in half.

As Lola lay there with the dildo sawing in and out of her sore cunt, she felt like she was indeed being divided lengthwise by rubber phallus. 

The sensations of being fucked by the machine gave the boxed up woman both pleasure and discomfort.

She hated, and at the same time, loved her best friend for doing this to her.

The dildo repeatedly thrust into her body, driving the middle aged woman wild with lust. The machine suddenly stopped.

Lola gasped for air as she waited to see what the next speed would be. 

Would the mindless contraption fuck her slowly and gently? Or would it pound her pussy mercilessly at a speed that no man could ever match? 

Would Lola get a few minutes rest, or would the machine start up again in the next few seconds?

Lola had completely lost track of time. She had no idea how long it would be before Toy arrived and freed her from the box. She wasn't sure she would even be conscious when her lover showed up to fuck her before freeing her from the contraption.

The long arm of the machine began moving again. It moved in and out of her cunt at a slow, gentle speed. 

Lola breathed a sigh of relief. She would be fucked slowly for awhile.

Then after a few seconds, the machine began to ram the dildo into Lola's stretched out cunt at high speed.

Lola screeched through the ball gag as the machine rammed the dildo into her pussy again and again. She felt like a jack hammer had been shoved into her twat. 

The machine's metal arm was a blur as it repeatedly pounded Lola's tender cunt.

Lola could feel the dildo's rubber tip slamming into her cervix with each inward thrust. Her body began to prepare to cum again. Lola was seconds away from her next of many more orgasms. She braced herself as best she could. She knew this orgasm would be incredibly intense. 

As the fucking machine repeatedly pounded her bottom out, Lola screamed into the gag as her body exploded with the most powerful orgasm she'd had so far.

Was Toy going to arrive before she lost her mind from all this intense sex? Would he get here before she passed out from all the pleasure this damned fucking machine was giving her?

Or would the mindless device fuck her to death before Toy got here?

Then another orgasm ripped through Lola's boxed up body. She pushed against the lid of the box with her arms, as her body exploded with excitement. "Fwuck," she screamed into the gag. "Fwuck, fwuck, fwuck."

Lola felt like she was going to pass out. Her boxed up body jerked involuntarily as the mind blowing orgasm threatened to rip her in two.

She repeatedly pounded the soles of her feet against the table top. Lola began to blubber into the gag. Darkness settled over the middle aged Dominatrix as she passed out from the incredible fuck she was getting.

The ranch house

Polly began to realize that Mistress had been gone longer than an hour. She knew the woman should have been back by now.

Was Mistress punishing her by making her wait longer than what she said she would.

Was this delayed waiting part of her lesson on being a good bottom?

As Polly stood there, another set of headlights lit up the road. This set of lights was coming from the other direction.

'Has Mistress returned?' She asked.

The pickup pulled into the driveway. The truck's headlights were shining against the front of the house.

Polly watched the truck come to a stop near the highway. She wailed in terror when the headlights went out. 

The driver didn't pull around back like Polly had expected.

Had one of the trucks that passed by earlier returned? Was one of the ranchers she'd grown up around watching her from the cab of his truck? Did he intend to enter the house and rape her while she was shackled and helpless?

Polly began to squirm. She desperately hoped it was Mistress. 

But if it was someone else, then she could end up being raped by one of her neighbors. 

The shackled submissive truly hoped it was Mistress watching her. 

But until the driver got out of the truck, there was no way to know.

Evelyn sat in the cab of her pickup watching her submissive lover.

Polly had followed her instructions to the letter. The gag was in place. Her pussy was shaved, and her arms were behind her back.

The raven haired rancher could see that the girl was frightened. She knew Polly thought someone else might be watching her.

A smile appeared on the Dominatrix face as she watched the girl squirm helplessly. "How long will you stand there not knowing for sure who it is who is watching you?" She quietly asked. "Is your heart pounding with fear? Do you feel shame? Is your pussy wet, my little submissive? Are you dreading my whip, or are you looking forward to it? You have no idea what is in store for you. But you will soon find out."

Polly tried to stop squirming, but her fear and embarrassment was too much. She couldn't see the truck well enough to know if it was Mistress or someone else.

The snow helped to light up the pickup a little, but not enough.

The only thing Polly could do was to wait to see what happened next. 

Evelyn watched her submissive squirming in the window. Her cunt became inflamed as she observed her lover's helpless state. She unbuttoned her jeans, and slid her right hand beneath her panties. 

Polly looked so vulnerable standing there.

Evelyn slid her middle finger into her wet pussy. She began to finger her cunt as she watched the girl squirm. Her thoughts drifted back to Lola.

"I'll bet Lola is about to lose her mind from the fucking that machine is giving her." A smile crossed Evelyn's pretty face. "She will be mad at me for a few days. But in the end, she will love me even more."

Polly's shame and fear increased as she watched the truck. Her sexual desire also became stronger. She didn't know who was watching her. 

Was Mistress watching her? 

Or was one of the drivers who had passed earlier watching her? 

Visions of a faceless man popped into Polly's head. 

He had taken his cock out of his pants, and was stroking himself as he watched her squirm helplessly.

Polly felt another wave of shame course through her helpless body. Her pussy tingled with desire as she stared at the pickup. Tears began running down the young woman's cheeks. She wanted to dive for cover, even though it would mean hurting herself in the process. 

But Mistress had given her very specific orders.

Polly had no intention of disobeying those orders. She would stand there in fear and shame, and let whoever was in the truck stare at her nude form. "Pwease," she moaned into the ball gag. "Pwease be Mistwess." 

Evelyn could see the fear mixed with hunger in her new lover's features. She watched as the young woman began to cry. She wanted to jump out of the truck' run into the house, and hug her lover. However, she knew that Polly needed this. 

The girl needed to feel helpless. She wouldn't be happy unless her life was controlled by someone else. She also needed to feel the shame and humiliation of being exposed and vulnerable. The pretty brunette was desperate to give herself to her mistress, even if that meant being subjected to unthinkable acts. 

Evelyn decided that Polly had waited long enough to receive her whipping. She withdrew her finger from her pussy. She buttoned her pants, and then started the engine.

Polly watched the truck as it drove around the side of the house. She recognized the vehicle as it moved past the bay window.

It was Mistress. She was home.

Polly broke down and began to sob uncontrollably. Her heart was filled with joy. A downward glance at the whip quickly reminded the young woman that her evening was just getting started.

The sex shop

Lola slowly began to regain consciousness. She wasn't sure where she was at first.

But the repeated thrusting of the sex machine immediately reminded her of her predicament. The device was running at slow speed.

Lola's pussy was still moist from the lubricant, mixed with her own fluids, but she was beginning to feel like her cunt would begin to dry out soon.

Without the lubricant, she would have to rely on her own orgasmic juices to keep from being fucked dry.

Lola wasn't sure she was capable of cumming any more. She'd already had more orgasm than she'd ever experienced in one night.

Could the machine milk more orgasms from her exhausted body?

The machine stopped moving.

Lola was relieved at first. Then the thought that she had been out cold began to creep into her mind. She had no idea how long she had been unconscious. She might have been out for a few minutes, or perhaps a couple of hours. For all Lola knew, Toy might walk in any minute.

Then again, he might not come in for another hour or more.

Lola decided to try pushing the machine away again. But when she attempted to straighten her legs, she discovered that her knees had locked up. She couldn't straighten her legs. She tried to straighten her left leg, but her knee wouldn't bend. She then tried to move her right leg. With great effort, she managed to straighten her leg.

A loud pop filled the air as Lola straightened her leg.

Lola grimaced in pain. She began flexing her leg back and forth to get the blood circulating again. Once the pain dissipated, she forced her left leg to straighten out.

Her other knee popped, but there wasn't nearly as much discomfort this time. She worked her leg for several minutes until she felt like she could use her legs again. 

Placing the balls of her feet against the base of the fucking machine, Lola tried to push the dildo out of her worn out cunt. 

Unfortunately, even though the machine barely weighed fifty pounds, the boxed up woman couldn't move the device. The sex machine had sucked all of her energy from her boxed up body.

Lola's vaginal walls sucked on the dildo that was buried deep in her loins.

Even though she was physically exhausted from being fucked for so long, and sore in more places than she cared to count, her body still craved the repeated thrusts of the machine.

The metal bar began to move again.

Lola groaned as the machine once again began to fuck her worn out cunt. 

"Toy," she screamed through the ball gag.

The house 

Evelyn grabbed her bag and climbed out of the cab of the pickup. She then walked to the rear of the truck, and retrieved the bondage box. 

The box had slid to the back of the pickup's bed as Evelyn drove home. 

She then approached the kitchen door.

Polly stood there, struggling to gain control of her emotions as she heard Mistress' boot steps on the back porch. 

The young submissive had wanted to surrender herself to a dominant woman for such a long time. Now that she had done so, her emotions had become a mixed up jumbled mess. 

Evelyn had brought out feelings in Polly that she had never been unable to understand. The Dominatrix made her feel vulnerable and afraid. She also made Polly feel like she truly belonged to someone for the first time in her life.

Polly felt completely helpless. She was both terrified and turned on by the thought of being strung up and whipped with Mistress' bullwhip. Standing in front of the big bay window, handcuffed, and gagged, as her neighbors drove past made her feel embarrassed, while at the same time, more sexually stimulated than ever before. Her newly deflowered cunt was on fire. 

Evelyn slid the key into the back door. Her heart was racing a mile a minute. If she handled this correctly, Polly would be hers for life. If she made a mistake, the young woman would be devastated.

"This is it," she muttered as she turned the key. "Don't fuck up." Evelyn pushed the back door open, and stepped inside.

Polly heard the key turn in the back door's lock. She gasped into the gag. 

The time was at hand.

Mistress had returned to administer Polly's punishment.

The young submissive wanted to turn and face the kitchen door, so she could see Mistress' arrival, but the beautiful Dominatrix had told her to face the big bay window.

The sound of the closing door made Polly jump with fear. She then heard the sound of something being placed on the kitchen floor.

Whatever Mistress had set down was made of wood.

Polly listened intently as Mistress' boots thudded on the hardwood floor.

Another truck passed the bay window.

Polly hardly noticed the passing vehicle. Her heart began to pound in her chest. Her breathing became ragged.

Evelyn strode into the living room. She let her gaze take in the young woman's sexy young body. Her eyes locked onto Polly's reddened buttocks for a few moments. She absorbed the vision of the handcuffed beauty standing before her. Evelyn tossed her truck keys on a nearby table.

The sound of the keys clattering onto the table made Polly's heart skip a beat.

Evelyn walked over to her young lover. Standing behind Polly, she checked the handcuffs to make sure they were good and tight.

Polly whimpered as her mistress checked the cuffs. She didn't dare turn around.

"Have you done everything I instructed?"

Polly quickly nodded.

"Did you shave all your pubic hair off?"

Once again, Polly nodded yes.

Evelyn's gaze fell to the cuffs around Polly's ankles. She saw the dried semen spatter on the floor. She also saw the round spot in the center of the dried cum. 

The gag had indeed been coated with some of Toy's sperm as she'd suspected it would be.

Evelyn slowly turned Polly to face her.

The girl immediately lowered her gaze. She noticed the bag in Mistress' left hand. She instantly recognized the bag as a shopping bag from Miss Lola's erotic book store. 

Evelyn gripped the girl's chin and forced her to look up. "Were you aware that some of Toy's cum was on the ball gag when you picked it up?"

A tear ran down the young woman's left cheek. The young woman began to tremble. She didn't know what to do. She didn't want Mistress to be angry. That could mean receiving more lashes. Deciding to be truthful, she slowly nodded.

"Did you wash, or wipe the sperm off of the gag, before putting it in your mouth?"

More tears began running down the girl's cheeks. She slowly shook her head.

"So, even though you knew the gag had been lying in Toy's sperm, you did what I instructed and cleaned the gag with your mouth?"

Polly nodded once again.

"Could you taste Toy's cum on the gag?"

The girl's nod was barely noticeable. Her pretty features revealed the shame she was experiencing.

Evelyn felt a great sense of pride wash through her. 

Polly had obeyed her commands to the letter.

The powerful Dominatrix pressed her lips against her lover's ball gagged mouth, kissing her hard. Breaking the kiss, she reached out and caressed the young woman's left cheek. "I am very proud of you. You followed my instructions, even though that meant putting some of Toy's sperm in your mouth."

More tears began flowing down Polly's cheeks. Only this time they were tears of joy.

"Polly; I truly am very proud of you. However, I still must punish you. If I let you go without punishing you, it would set a bad example. I wouldn't be doing my job as your Mistress if I let your earlier disobedience go unpunished, would I?"

Polly shook her head. She knew she had to take her punishment. Whether she meant to or not, she had disobeyed Mistress' instructions.

Evelyn moved Polly back a step. She then reached up and grasped the end of the rope.

Polly kept her gaze on Mistress as the woman pulled the rope down until it hung mere inches off the floor.

Evelyn helped Polly to sit on the floor.

The rope hung in front of Polly's torso.

The girl was confused. She didn't understand why Mistress was making her sit on the floor, or why the rope hung so low.

Evelyn took out the handcuff key and removed the ankle cuffs. Tossing the cuffs aside, she reached into the bag and took out a package. She opened the lid, and then removed a pair of ankle cuffs. The cuffs were black, wide, and thick. They were made of heavy duty rawhide.

Polly didn't dare take her eyes off Mistress' face, even though she was curious what the woman had in her hand.

Evelyn noticed the girl's curiosity. She held the ankle cuffs up so her lover could see them. "You may look at them."

Polly was instantly fascinated with the cuffs. She had seen cuffs like these in the bondage magazines.

The women in the magazine usually wore cuffs around their ankles so that a short chain could be attached to the rings in the leather. Often they were hung upside down by the cuffs.

The fact that Polly was sitting on the floor, and the rope had been pulled down low began to sink in.

The gagged woman's eyes grew wide with fear. 

Mistress intended to whip her while she was strung up by her ankles.

Polly gazed at her lover. Her pretty features were filled with terror.

Evelyn returned the young woman's gaze. "Yes Polly, I intend to string you up by your ankles, and give you twenty five lashes." 

Polly bit down hard on the ball gag. She was torn between the terror of being hung upside down, and whipped, and her powerful desire to be used by her mistress. 

Evelyn took one cuff and wrapped it around Polly's left ankle. She buckled it in place, making sure it was good and tight.

The handcuffed woman had to use all her willpower not to take her eyes off Mistress' face.

Evelyn then wrapped the other cuff around Polly's right ankle. She secured the cuff, and then checked it like she had checked the other one.

The cuffs were wrapped securely around Polly's ankle bones. The heavy steel rings that were attached to the leather cuffs pointed inward.

Evelyn took out the blister pack and opened it. She held up a short, heavy, spreader bar for Polly to see.

The spreader bar was a foot and a half long. It had heavy clasps on either end. Metal eyes were attached near the ends of the bar.

Polly stared at the bar in fear. 

Evelyn knew that Lola was right about Polly. But sill, she wanted to give the girl one last chance to back out. "Polly, do you understand what is about to happen?"

The gagged woman nodded her understanding.

"You can back out if you want to. All you have to do is shake your head no, and I will release you."

Polly wanted to shake her head no. The thought of being strung upside down and whipped was intensely terrifying.

But Mistress wanted this. Mistress had gone to a lot of trouble to make this happen. 

To shake her head was an unbearable concept to the submissive. She belonged to this lovely Dom, and she intended to surrender completely to her mistress, no matter what the consequences. Besides, the fear she was experiencing was also exciting the young submissive sexually. Polly lifted her left leg, and waited for mistress to attach the clasp to the ankle cuff's ring.

Evelyn clipped the spreader bar to the cuff. She then grasped Polly's right foot and lifted it. 

Polly's shaved pussy came into view.

Evelyn took in the sight of the girl's deflowered cunt as she attached the other end of the bar to the cuff. 

With this new position, Polly's pussy lips would be a most inviting target.

Evelyn clipped the cuff to the bar, and then lowered the girl's feet to the floor.




Snow Bound 06



Polly was forced to sit with her feet and ankles spread.

Evelyn grasped the rope, and pulled enough down so that the hemp would go through the eyes in the spreader bar. She fed the rope through the metal hoops in the bar, and then tied a good knot on the rope.

Remembering her place, Polly once again watched her mistress.

Evelyn noticed that Polly was once again watching her. "Polly," she snapped. "Your instructions were to watch me as we have sex. This is meant to be punishment, not sex. You will lower your gaze immediately."

The girl quickly lowered her gaze. She stared at the spreader bar, not daring to look up. She knew Mistress was punishing her, but in Polly's mind this was sex. She had masturbated countless times while imagining she was tied up and being used by a sexy Dominatrix. Even though the idea of being strung up by her feet, and whipped with a bullwhip was terrifying to the young submissive; to Polly this was the most powerful kind of sex she would ever experience. She had never felt this terrified, or sexually stimulated in her life.

Evelyn reached into the bag and withdrew a collar. 

The collar was wide and thick. It was tan and made of rawhide like the whip. 

Polly immediately lifted her chin so that her mistress could collar her. She knew from the magazines, what the collar represented.

It was a symbol to all Dominants that Polly was taken.

Polly belonged to Mistress.

No one else, not even Miss Lola, could touch Polly without Mistress' permission. 

After securing the collar around her lover's neck, Evelyn grasped Polly's shoulders, and then eased her back onto the floor. 

The metal cuffs dug into Polly's sore bottom. Her arms were pinned to the floor by her own weight. This was not a comfortable position. Comfort was something she didn't want or need at the moment. 

"Your punishment will be begin; now," Evelyn stated.

Polly swallowed hard as her Mistress stood. The time to take her whipping was at hand. There would be no turning back.

The sex shop

Lola gasped for air as the dildo slammed into her cunt for what had to be the ten thousandth time. Her cunt was on fire. Her body was tingling from the top of her head to the tips of her toes. She pushed against the sides of the box that held her, but her arms were as weak as her legs.

The machine had switched to high speed a few minutes earlier.

But to Lola it seemed like the machine had been slamming her cervix for a lifetime. She began to fear that the dildo's tip might penetrate her cervix and enter her womb.

If that happened, she would be in serious trouble. 

A woman's cervix wasn't designed to open like that. Other than a doctor opening a woman's womb, the only way a cervix is supposed to open is if a baby's head pushes it open from the inside.

The dildo slammed repeatedly against the entrance to Lola's womb.

Lola felt her body tightening up as yet another orgasm threatened to erupt. She was going to cum again.

'How many times have I cum?' She silently asked herself yet again. She had no idea how many times the infernal machine had ripped orgasms from her.

Lola stiffened as her cunt muscles clamped down on the dildo. She screamed into the gag. She placed the balls of her feet against the base of the machine and shoved hard. Even though Lola was exhausted, she somehow managed to push the sex machine away. 

The dildo slid from between her pussy lips. However she had only managed to push it far enough away to keep it from penetrating her used cunt. With each inward thrust the tip of the dildo struck Lola's pussy lips and clit.

"Fwuck," the boxed up woman cried as the dildo repeatedly tormented her labia and clit. She shook as her orgasm continued to tear at every fiber in her being. Lola's night was far from over. Even though her body was no longer being penetrated by the phallus, her cunt lips and clit were being abused. "Evewyn," she screamed into the gag.

The house

Evelyn stood over her submissive for some time. She gazed at the young beauty's face, and watched a wide range of emotions course through the girl. She saw the fear mixed with hunger in Polly's eyes. Her cunt tingled with excitement.

Polly didn't dare look up at her Mistress, even though she knew her lover was watching her. She could barely breathe as she lay on the floor.

The metal cuffs were digging into her tender butt cheeks.

The pain served as an aphrodisiac to the helpless young woman.

Evelyn finally turned and strode to the hoop that was mounted in the wall.

Polly held her breath as Mistress moved away. She was about to be hoisted into the air, upside down, with her legs spread apart. Although she had fantasized about this numerous times, the reality of what was about to happen overwhelmed the young submissive.

Mistress intended to punish her properly for her misbehavior.

She would receive the discipline she deserved. Polly trembled with both joy and terror.

Evelyn began hoisting her submissive into the air. 

Polly's feet left the floor, followed by her legs. Her lower half was lifted into the air until only her torso was touching the floor.

The cuffs continued to dig into her shapely bottom.

Although Polly's heart was pounding with fear, she remained silent. Her torso suddenly left the floor, leaving only the back of her head, neck, and shoulders resting on the hard wood. She felt relief as her cuffed wrists fell away from the welts on her bottom.

Evelyn hoisted her submissive higher until Polly completely left the floor.

Polly's entire weight was being held up by her small ankles.

Evelyn continued to raise the young woman upward until the top of her head was nearly two feet above the floor. 

Polly's legs were spread wide by the metal bar. The hanging woman's body slowly turned in midair until she faced the big bay window. The ball gagged submissive was totally helpless. 

Evelyn expertly tied the rope off.

A truck passed the house as Polly hung there by her ankles. The pickup's left headlight pointed skyward.

Polly's pretty face was visible for anyone to see if they cared to look. She moaned into the gag as she watched the pickup pass the window. She knew of only one man who drove a truck with a headlight that pointed skyward.

The pickup belonged to Lucas Sparks. He owned pasture land about five miles past Evelyn's ranch. He kept a few hundred head of cattle on the land. 

Of all the ranchers that Passed by Evelyn's home, Lucas was the one man Polly didn't want to see her like this.

Lucas Sparks was the biggest gossip in the county.

The young submissive knew that if Lucas had seen her hanging there, he would blab it all over the county. She had no way of knowing if he'd seen her hanging there.

Lucas, of all people would know it was her hanging from the center beam. His house was just down the road from her Daddy's ranch. He had watched her grow up over the years.

Even with the ball gag stuffed in her mouth, Polly knew the rancher would recognize her in an instant.

Polly desperately hoped that Lucas hadn't bothered to look at the window as he drove by. She felt deep shame, as well as a powerful thrill at the thought of being humiliated like this.

Evelyn watched the hanging young woman for a few minutes. She had seen Lucas' truck pass. She also heard her submissive moan in shame as he drove by. A surge of excitement flowed through her veins as she observed her new lover. Her cunt throbbed with excitement. "Do you think Lucas saw you?" She asked, her voice filled with lust.

Polly whimpered into the gag. A tear ran out of the corner of her left eye. It rolled down her forehead and into her long, brown hair.

"If you hadn't disobeyed me you wouldn't be hanging in the window like a side of beef for Lucas Sparks to gawk at." Evelyn strode to her whip and picked it up. She uncoiled the weapon and snapped it across the room.

Polly involuntarily jerked at the crack of the whip. Thoughts of Lucas Sparks instantly disappeared from the young woman's mind.

Evelyn coiled the whip. She slowly walked completely around the hanging woman several times, looking her over. 

Polly could hear Mistress' boots striking the floor with each step. She felt more helpless and vulnerable than she has ever felt in her life.

Even her controlling father had never made her feel this out of control.

Evelyn stopped in front of Polly's hanging form. The lovely rancher took in the sight of the girl's freshly shaved cunt. Evelyn wanted to shove her face between the girl's spread legs, and lap at her young cunt. Instead, she rubbed the whip across the dangling woman's pussy lips. 

Polly bit down hard on the gag. Her jaws were aching from wearing the gag for such a long time.

"Are you going to obey me from now on?"

Polly nodded yes. She began to hope that perhaps Mistress would show her a small amount of leniency. But the pretty submissive knew that if Mistress did show her leniency, it would be a sign of weakness. 

Mistress definitely wasn't a weak woman. She was a woman who commanded respect. She was a woman who expected her submissive to know her place.

And on this night, Polly would learn her place.

There would be times when Mistress could be generous, and give her an occasional free pass for small mistakes. But to do so right from the start would be setting a bad example.

Polly knew she needed to be taught a lesson.

That lesson would come with painful welts on her tender flesh. 

Evelyn grazed the girl's pussy lips with the whip for a second time, causing Polly to squirm. "Are you prepared to accept your punishment?"

Tears began flowing freely down the girl's forehead and into her hair. Was she prepared to accept her punishment? The thought of being struck 25 times by the potentially lethal weapon both terrified and excited Polly. She slowly nodded in resignation.

Evelyn laid the coiled whip between Polly's spread legs.

The strung up woman could feel the cruel leather draping over her pussy, and ass cheeks. She held as still as she possibly could. 

Mistress might become more upset if the whip were to fall.

Evelyn then began moving around the room, turning off all the unnecessary lights. Soon the room was much dimmer.

Polly felt relieved that she wouldn't be as visible to the passing traffic. Although her body was clearly visible from behind, her face wouldn't be recognizable from the highway.

Evelyn stood directly behind Polly. She removed her clothes as she watched her new pet. She then put her boots back on. 

Polly stiffened when she heard her Mistress stomp her feet back into the boots.

Evelyn had noticed the effect her boot steps had on the girl earlier. The sound of her thudding boots had made Polly feel both uneasy and excited.

Brandy had shown the same fear and excitement when she was being punished, or during their practice sessions. The hanging girl would visibly shudder whenever Evelyn walked on the hardwood floor.

Evelyn approached her target. She grasped the whip and jerked it from Polly's crotch.

The girl whimpered in fear. The blood that was flowing to her head began to make the young submissive feel light headed.

The raven haired rancher eased her arm between Polly's spread legs. She dropped the whip onto the floor so the girl could see it. She then ran her fingers over the young woman's mound. 

Polly visibly trembled as her Mistress inspected her shaved cunt.

"You did a very good job of shaving. I don't feel any stubble."

Polly's heart was filled with joy. She had pleased Mistress.

Evelyn decided to reward her submissive for doing such a good job. 

The girl's punishment would be that much sweeter if her sexual stimulation was increased before receiving her whipping.

She grasped Polly's hips. Her thumbs pressed against the welts on the upside down woman's bottom.

Polly squealed in surprise and pain.

Evelyn then leaned over and began to lick the woman's labia. She could taste Polly's excitement as her tongue swept through the folds of the girl's pussy lips. She watched her lover's upside down face as she licked Polly's sweet pussy.

The upside down girl audibly gasped. She tugged against the cuffs that held her arms behind her back.

Evelyn drove her tongue deep into the girl's newly deflowered cunt. She could taste a small hint of blood.

Polly moaned lustfully as her Mistress devoured her pussy. Polly felt pain from Mistress' thumbs pressing against the welts on her bottom; as well as pleasure from the tongue that was burrowing into her cunt. The combination of sensations sent Polly into a frenzy.

Evelyn could feel the hips and buttocks of her submissive lover trembling against her calloused hands. She withdrew her tongue from Polly's cunt, then shoved it back in again.

Polly groaned as she shook from the erotic pleasure she was receiving.

Evelyn began to repeatedly plunge her tongue into the woman's cunt.

Polly whimpered, and cried into the large ball gag as her Mistress tormented her newly shaved pussy. Her trembling increased with each inward plunge of Mistress' tongue. All thoughts of the whipping she would soon receive disappeared. The young submissive experienced true sexual ecstasy for the first time in her young life.

Evelyn lapped at the juices that squirted from her lover's stimulated cunt. The taste of Polly's fluids was sweet, yet tangy to the Dominatrix.

Polly began to jerk from side to side as Mistress tortured her cunt with her expert tongue. She mewed and whimpered into the ball gag. The pretty brunette was rapidly approaching a powerful orgasm. Her vaginal walls tried to clamp down on Mistress' tongue. Her breathing became ragged. The hanging girl was seconds away from cumming.

Sensing that Polly was about to cum, Evelyn quickly withdrew her tongue, and released her grasp on the young woman's hips and buttocks.

Polly's protest was audible. 

"No my pet, you don't get to cum." Evelyn's voice was raspy. Yet she somehow managed to add the ring of authority to her tone as she spoke. "Orgasms are for obedient bottoms. You have been disobedient. You disobeyed me when I told you not to take your eyes off me when we have sex. Therefore, you are not allowed to cum until you've been properly punished."

Once again the tears flowed freely down Polly's forehead and into her hair. She would not be allowed to cum until Mistress was satisfied she had been punished properly.

Evelyn stepped around her lover, and squatted before her. She picked up the whip, before leveling her gaze on Polly's upside down face. "Polly, if you cum during your whipping, I will add ten more lashes to your punishment. Is that clear?"

Polly's eyes grew wide with shock. A whimper of fear escaped her ball gagged lips.

Ten additional lashes would mean ten more chances of an accident occurring. 

The upside down woman fearfully nodded her understanding.

Evelyn flicked the coiled whip across Polly's sensitive nipples. 

Polly whimpered as the coiled weapon scraped her inflamed nipples.

Evelyn then stood. She started to walk around Polly when she got a devious idea. She dropped the whip back onto the floor.

Fear filled the young woman's mind as she stared at the whip. She didn't know what her mistress intended to do to her.

Stepping behind Polly, she removed the ball gag and dropped it on the floor. 

She then walked back around to face her upside down submissive and spread her legs wide. 

Although she was terrified, Polly couldn't help but gaze at Mistress' long, sexy legs.

The lovely rancher then bent over and grasped the back of Polly's head. She then lifted Polly's head, and shoulders, and then shoved the girl's face between her spread legs.

Polly's nose slid between her lover's pussy lips. She could smell her Mistress' pussy juice.

Evelyn rubbed her cunt back and forth across Polly's nose and lips.

Soon, Polly's nostrils were filled to overflowing with the scent of Mistress' vaginal fluids.

"Lick my pussy," Evelyn commanded as she shoved Polly's lips against her cunt.

The upside down submissive immediately shoved her tongue into her Mistress' cunt. She lapped at her lover's cunt like a cat lapping up milk.

Evelyn groaned as her hanging lover tormented her cunt. "Yes," she moaned huskily. "Make your Mistress cum. Lick my pussy until I cover your face with my juices."

Polly enthusiastically lapped at her lover's cunt. She flicked Evelyn's clit, making the dominatrix moan with pleasure. She repeatedly shoved her tongue into her mistress' cunt. 

Evelyn trembled as her young lover devoured her cunt. Her juices ran into and across Polly's mouth. Much of her juices ran down the young girl's cheeks and dropped onto the hardwood floor. Some of the rancher's juices dripped onto the ball gag that lay on the floor below the young woman's head and body.

Polly sucked at her mistress' cunt, bringing her lover to new sexual heights.

As her need to cum became stronger, Evelyn yanked on Polly's hair with her other hand. "Yes, she moaned huskily. Make your Mistress cum."

Encouraged by Mistress' words, Polly shoved her tongue as deep into the woman's pussy as she could. She sucked Mistress' juices out of her cunt. She drank as much as she could. 

Evelyn trembled with lust as the hanging girl worked to please her.

It didn't take Polly long to bring Evelyn to orgasmic bliss.

The sexy rancher screeched as her body began to shake. She pushed hard on the back of her lover's head as more of her vaginal juices ran into the girl's mouth, and down her cheeks onto the floor.

The pretty submissive grunted as her Mistress forced her face harder against her cunt. Polly was making Mistress cum. Her mouth was being filled with Mistress' orgasmic juices. Polly sucked as much of her lover's cum into her mouth and throat as she could.

Evelyn held onto Polly's head and hair until her orgasm gradually subsided. She then released the woman, letting her head drop to its original upside down position.

The leather cuffs jerk violently against Polly's slender ankles as her head dropped back.

Evelyn stepped behind Polly. She knelt and grabbed the ball gag and shoved the ball between the woman's teeth, and tied it in place. "You pleased Mistress very much," she cooed as she gagged her young lover. It makes me wish I could show leniency to you. But if I did that, you wouldn't learn your lesson, would you?"

Polly trembled with fear. She wasn't going to be let off with a warning. Her eyes locked onto the whip that lay on the floor.

The sex shop

Lola felt the tip of the rubber phallus tapping her clit and cunt lips with each inward thrust. She had managed to move the machine a fraction of an inch to keep it from striking her body as hard, but she couldn't move it any farther.

The dildo kept tapping her loins ever so gently with each forward thrust. The tapping wasn't enough to cause her to cum. Unfortunately it was strong enough to keep her sexually stimulated. But without the release of an orgasm the frustration of her excitement began to grow. The inability to cum was sheer torture to Lola. She began to wish she'd left the dildo inside her. At least she could have orgasms, instead of feeling frustrated and horny.

The trapped woman knew she had fucked up by moving the machine. Now she would have to lie there, feeling sexually frustrated; waiting for Toy to arrive so he could fuck her until she came. The problem is, she had no idea how much longer her wait would be.

The house

Evelyn stood behind her hanging submissive for some time. She gazed at the red welts on her lover's buttocks. 

The girl's body would soon be red with welts.

The thought of whipping her pretty submissive made Evelyn's body shake with excitement.

Polly hung there, not knowing why her Mistress hadn't started. Her need to get her punishment over with grew with each passing moment. Her newly deflowered cunt throbbed with anticipation.