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Tormenting Rage #15 - The Challenge


This story is part of the tormenting Rage series. Starring Master Jared
"Bastard" Mistress Angelique and Rage

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are offended by BDSM or sex please do not read this.

This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way,
published, shown at other web sites or compiled in CD or other collections
without the permission of the author. Email: stormrage@zdnetmail.com

Some of the things that Master Bastard and Mistress do to Rage is not
necessarily safe and should not be attempted unless you know exactly what you
are doing. Always Remember to play safe.

Comments and Criticisms welcome.
Tormenting Rage #15 - The Challenge

Rage stared out the window. Watching the birds hopping on the sidewalk. She
began to think that they were even more free than her. They could come and go
as they pleased, while she hadn't been out of the house for so long.

Mistress Angelique and Master Bastard were owning her more now. She might have
thought it was bad before with just Jared using her, but now she found she had
no free time at all. She wasn't safe anywhere in the house. Last night while
she was showering Mistress had appeared and grabbed her, washing Rage and
leaving her in such a state of need that Rage could only lay in the tub
whimpering. Jared grabbed her before bed heightening that need.

Rage sighed. She loved being owned by them. She loved the knowledge that they
could do anything they wanted to her at anytime, but she needed some time to
herself. A cooped up submissive could be a very dangerous thing. She leaned
forward and put her hand on the window sill. She needed to go out, even just
for a long walk. She'd do anything to go outside.

"Anything, Rage?" Mistress Angelique asked from the doorway.

Rage spun around, her heart pounding. She hadn't realized she had spoken the
last aloud. Walking over to the wall beside her she leaned against it and
folded her arms. Now was as good of time as any to let them know what she
wanted. "Aye, Mistress," Rage confirmed. "Anything. I just need time outside."

"Not thinking of running away are you?" Angelique asked as she walked into the
room and stopped in front of Rage. Tracing the girl's jaw with her fingers.
"You are happy here, aren't you?"

"I am not going to run away, and Aye I love it here. But, Mistress, I need time
to myself. To relax." Rage told her as she looked out the window again

Grabbing Rage behind her head, Mistress almost threw her across the room into
the bed. Rage caught herself with her arms, before hitting the bed. Mistress
was behind her quickly, shoving two fingers into the naked girl's cunt. Rage
moaned as she felt the fingers and stood still, she knew if she moved Mistress
could do something worse to her. Mistress leaned over Rage's back, and growled
into her ear. "If you go outside slut, we will make sure you know you are owned
by us. Think you can handle that, slut?"

Rage's anger grew. "I can handle anything, Mistress," she growled back.

"Do you really think you can, Rage?" She was silent for a moment. "Fine then. A
challenge. If you can take it then you'll get time to yourself once a week. One
day you don't have to be a slave. If you can't then you will give up the
outside unless we take you out. Do you accept?"

Rage shifted under the Mistress. "What's the challenge?"

"Do you accept, Rage?" Angelique ground her fingers deeper.

"Yes. I accept." Rage growled as she bit her lip against the need the Mistress
was creating.

"Then stand up, and lets get you ready to go outside." Pulling her fingers free
she walked over to the closet and pulled out a black jacket. It would cover
Rage to her knees. Rage suddenly knew that this would not be an ordinary walk.

Rage stood and waited Mistress gathered several things then turned back to
Rage. "Over the table, Rage."

Walking over to the table, she laid across it. Spreading her legs open she
waited for Mistress. If it took this to go outside then she would do it. She
would do anything to be able to walk outside for a while.

Rage did not hear Mistress step behind her, and moaned as something long, wet
and slimy, slid into her ass. Then a small thin vibrator slid into her sex. As
Mistress turned it on Rage gasped her need growing.

Mistress helped Rage into her coat and laughed. "Ready Rage?"

Releasing her Rage straightened. Mistress motioned Rage to the doorway and as
she took a step felt the toys within her begin to slip down.

"Ahh, you see the challenge now. Those cannot fall from you, you can push them
back but not with your hands. Your walk is to be quick, no less than 15 minutes
no more than 30. Someone will be watching you."

Pushing Rage across the rooms to the front door, Mistress laughed again. "Oh
and Rage?"

Rage looked at her... "Aye, Mistress?"

"You can't cum, bitch." Angelique growled as she shoved Rage outside.

Rage stood near the door trying to catch her breath. the vibrator within her
was already heating her quickly. Rage gasped as the wind blew right up the
short coat, dancing over her bare sex, and breasts.

She felt so exposed, dirty even. Wondering what someone would say if they knew
what was under the coat. Shaking her head to clear it she began to walk, each
step causing the objects within her to shove deep then slip down.

The feeling of being fucked as she walked was so intense, but before she could
get more than twenty feet she knew she had to get the toys pushed back into
her.

How to do that? She could not use her hands. Seeing a bench near she hobbled
over to it. Her breath quick and short as she finally sat down, gasping and
arching as the things were shoved deep inside her. She wanted to grind into
them. Fighting her urges she moaned and stood.

Fifteen to thirty minutes wasn't long. Not when she had the things within her
to worry about. She gathered her strength, and began to walk again. The
vibrator and dildo fucking her, driving her almost insane as she felt them
slipping. This time when she had to push them back in, there was no place to
sit down.

Her sex clung to the vibrator trying to hold it in place as she walked, but the
thing in her ass was too slippery for her to hold onto with her ass.

She had no choice, she lowered herself into a kneeling position and felt the
things slide into her She was left moaning, her need so great.

Suddenly, she was grabbed from behind and a voice hissed in her ear, "Don't
move, bitch."

She was bent over at the waist and the jacket thrown over her asscheeks. She
moaned feeling the air dancing over her as the thing in her ass was stripped
away violently. She wanted to struggle and scream for help but knew that this
person was in on this challenge.

Something large, hard and heavy began to shove into her ass. She screeched and
tried to get away but was rewarded by a hard slap on her ass. Stinging and
burning her flesh. The person rammed the thing into her ass and left her. She
stood doubled over as she shook with need and pain. the thing in her ass so
heavy. She stood and gasped as she felt it begin slipping.

How could they expect her to do this now? She knew if she moved it would fall
that much faster. Her anal ring closing around it tightly didn't stop it. She
took a step forward and began to whimper low in her throat. The feel of it
sliding out of her, she knelt down and cried out as the object was pushed so
deep within her.

Her body shaking, her nipples aching throbbing with the feel of the coat
rubbing against them, her cunt and ass filled. Tears fell as she realized that
she would have to crawl back. There was nothing she could do. Ten minutes had
passed and she hadn't made it that far... in twenty minutes she wouldn't even
be halfway around the block.

Punching the ground in frustration, and anger she wrapped her arms around
herself. "Damn them. Damn them all to hell." She cried. They had taken
everything from her, and made it sexual. Now a simple walk around the block was
sexual play for them. She was their toy. Their slave. Their property.

She tried to stand and felt the thing begin to slip again. There was little she
could do except crawl back. Placing her hands on the ground she began to crawl.
She was humiliated, frustrated, her need high, as the things moved within her,
broken. Before she had even gotten ten feet she knew she would do anything
Mistress and Master wanted her to.

She opened her eyes to see Mistress standing there. Rage lowered her eyes, "You
win, Mistress."

Angelique crouched down and took Rage's chin in her hand. "No, little one. This
is not about winning. I wanted to prove a point to you. That everything can be
made a game to use you."

Kissing Rage deeply she smiled. "No Master, or Mistress has the right to take
all your freedom away. You do need time to rest, to remember why you give
yourself to us. I will not take it from you."

"Mistress?"

"Two days a week, you may go on a walk for as long as you want. If you want to
go shopping then ask and one of us will give you money. No one will use you as
I did today." She helped Rage to her feet and removed the things within her.
Then turned her around to look in Rage's eyes.

"You give us so much of yourself, sweet Rage, but sometimes you also have to
take. To ask for time to rest is little enough to ask."

Rage nodded. "Thank You, Mistress."

Suddenly, fingers slammed deep inside her sex and wrapped around her pubic
bone. "Now bitch, we have to do something about your failure in the challenge."

Rage gasped as she was led back home, Mistress pulling her by her hold on
Rage's pubic bone. As soon as the door closed behind them Rage was bent over
the back of the couch. Mistress waisted no time in binding her legs to a
spreaderbar. Then grabbing Rage's arms and tying them behind her back.

Rage was moaning as she felt the back of the couch cutting into her stomach.
Opened to the Mistress, air dancing over her heated sex as the air cooled her
sweet juices.

Mistress was suddenly behind Rage something hard pressing against her ass, Rage
began to moan trying to get away, get it deeper, when all of a sudden it
slammed deep into Rage's ass. The flared end preventing Rage from pushing it
out. Before she could even adjust to that something huge was being pushed into
her sex. Rage cried out and struggled against the advance of it.

Once it was in Mistress grabbed Rage's hair and wound it around her hand,
pulling Rage up then releasing her. She picked Rage up and carried her to the
playroom.

Making Rage stand in front of the wall of mirrors, she unbound the girls arms
and locked her wrists in shackles and then locked them to a bar in front of
rage. Then began pulling the submissive backwards, until rage was doubled over.
Then locked the spreader bar to two rings in the floor.

Rage felt Mistress toying with the dildo in her ass, each movement made her
moan and whimper. Then the same was done to the dildo in her sex. Rage was left
in a worse state of arousal than she had been before, gasping and moaning,
whimpering with each movement of the twin toys within her.

Then Mistress was standing in front of her again. "Look in the mirror, bitch"

Rage looked and gasped. The dildos were attached to two long poles. On the end
of the poles were ropes attached to pulleys on the other end of the rope was a
sandbag.

"The principal is easy here. You have to fuck yourself on those toys. The sand
will pour out of the bag, causing the pullies to pull and the poles will pull
the toys out of you. You have 3 minutes in which to fuck yourself enough that
you cum. If you don't make it, " She shrugged and Rage felt a chill run down
her spine.

"If you don't make it, Rage you will be left like this. Til I decide to let you
go. Got it?"

Rage nodded as she pressed back against the toys.

Walking back to the sandbag, Mistress released the cap and watched as the sand
came pouring out. "Your time starts now."

Rage began thrusting back and forth, feeling the hardness of the dildos within
her. Thrusting them deep, hard and fast as she moaned and whimpered, pulling on
her arms as she pushed back. Heart pounding wildly, arching and thrusting,
gasping as they touched her cervix. moaning as she began to feel them move out
of her.

She fucked the dildos on the poles thrusting hard and fast as she began
whimpering loudly. Feeling them enter her, pull from her, thrusting in and out
in and out in and out wildly as Rage desperately tried to fuck them. Her heart
pounding wildly almost echoing her thrusts.

Catching sight of herself in the mirror she whimpered. Who was this desperate
woman fucking two poles wildly. Who was this mad woman whose nipples were hard,
her clit throbbing angrily, her sex so wet and aching. Who screamed as the pole
slipped farther out of her.

The wild mad slave who did this because she wished to please those who owned
her. Thrusting wildly for their pleasure, fucking herself because they demanded
it of her, her clit throbbing aching, nipples tight and hard, her wetness
soaking her inner thighs. Her screams, whimpers, and moans given to them like a
gift. Her arousal her cumming theirs to take and give to her as they deemed.

A slave who would do anything for them, be anything for them. Serve them for
the pleasure of serving them.

Thrusting, the dildos almost out. slamming into her clit, barely into her ass,
mindless in the need the desire. The use of her, the knowledge that she did
this only to please the Mistress, to cum for her, to degrade herself like this
to please one who owned her.

Screaming mindlessly as her clit throbs, nipples aching, her sex and ass empty,
as she hangs on the edge. Needing to cum. Crying with the loss of the dildos
caught before she could cum.

A hand caressing her breasts, pinching the nipple as Rage whimpered, tugging it
fully as Rage screams.

"Maybe next time, slut" Mistress laughing as she walks away from Rage leaving
the playroom, turning out the light behind her.

"Jared will take care of you when he gets home." Rage began to cry. Her need so
great within her. Lost in the knowledge that she was theirs. Her body shaking
wildly.

She was theirs more now than ever she didn't know if she could handle it. Today
she had been challenged. Tomorrow could she win?

End part one

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