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Copyright by H.Jekyll. Permission is freely granted
to post on any site that does not charge for entrance,
as long as proper attribution is given. The story
should not be read by anyone under the legal age to
read sexually explicit stories, or by anyone in a
location where it is illegal to read such stories.
Send comments, inquiries, requests, and criticisms to:
h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com.
The story is a multi-chapter tale of great cruelty, in
the kidnapping-and-domination genre. Further chapters
will follow.
The following story codes refer to the series, not an
individual chapter:
MF, Ff, MFf, nc, MDom, BD, SM, some scat, etc.
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Silent
H. Jekyll
Chapter Four: The stocks
She looked at the stocks blankly, dumbly, wondering
when he had had time to install them. They were low.
She would have to kneel very low indeed to be placed
in them. There were holes for her neck and her
wrists, just above the floor, and they were padded
with what looked like suede. The area on which she
would kneel, on which he now told her to kneel, felt
like gym mats. She put her neck through the large
center opening and her wrists through the two on the
sides. He closed the top down. The fit was very
snug, as though he had made them for her. He spread
her knees and ankles apart and fastened them with
something. She cooperated completely, and was not
uncomfortable.
He brought over a device that was plugged into a
wall socket. It was small, like a computer mouse,
with two long probes, each of which was insulated
except for the last half inch.
He said, "I don't like all the bruises you're
getting. I need to punish you without leaving so many
marks. This should help." He touched the probes to a
nipple, pushed a button on the device, and her nipple
instantly exploded in a burst of electricity that
completely knocked the wind from her body.
Actually her nipple did not explode, though it grew
stiff and erect to proportions that she would not have
recognized if she had been able to see it. The
electricity felt just like it did when she put her
finger in a light socket as a child. Without wind her
cry was a breathless one, and before she could
properly draw a breath he touched the probed to her
ass and shocked her again.
It was worse than the whippings. It coursed
completely through her and made her muscles all
convulse against each other. He was bringing the
probes up toward her breasts again. She started
begging again, forgetting that he used that as an
excuse to extend her punishment, and she struggled in
her bonds. She twisted and pulled her head and arms,
screaming for him to please stop, she couldn't take
this. She couldn't move, though, and became
claustrophobic. The stocks were choking her. He
touched her other nipple and it exploded like the
first one.
She was screaming without any stop, and was pushing
and pulling on the stocks, pushing upwards from her
folded legs in an effort to break open the top. She
couldn't even make it move. He touched her clitoris
and she contracted in a fucking motion, piss streaming
between her legs. Her screaming was at a higher pitch
now. He pushed one probe up her rectum, and the other
up her vagina, pushing each smoothly forward until it
bumped against something. He said, "This will hurt
you," and pushed the button. It bit in her cervix and
rectum and contracted everything in her lower abdomen.
There was nothing in her to expel, or the probes
would have been fouled.
He touched one probe to one nipple and one to the
other. She couldn't move, was starting to get some
breath again and moaning hopelessly. Just saying
"Nooo.." He touched the button and her heart seemed
to convulse and she blacked out.
She opened her eyes and he was squatting in front of
her. She couldn't close her mouth because he had
jammed some rubber dental blocks between her teeth.
He said, "You want me to stop? I'll stop when you
show me your obedience. Now, to show me what a sweet,
obedient little thing you are, you have to stick out
your tongue and touch these electrodes. That's all
you have to do, and I'll cancel the punishment."
He held the probes toward her face and she pulled
her head back as far as she could into the stocks, she
was so afraid. "No? Then we'll start over." He put
the probes back to one of her nipples while she
started screaming again, then pushed the button again.
She was trying to scream "I'll do it," but couldn't
talk with the blocks in her mouth. He brought the
probes around to her face again. "Second chance?"
Her eyes bugged out. She stared at the probes and
tried to make herself touch them but couldn't do it.
He started moving them away again, when she closed her
eyes, pushed her tongue out as far as she could and
lunged at them. Her tongue swelled, the electricity
hit her hard in the face, and she was knocked
semi-conscious again. She would have shattered her
teeth if not for the blocks.
Everything was done methodically. He put away the
tools, then cleaned her. He caressed her face and
told her she was going to be a wonderful slave. Then
he inserted the ear plugs, attached the blindfold,
turned on the white noise, and left her alone in the
blackened room.
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He left her a long time again. She wanted
unconsciousness, but she couldn't get it. When she'd
start to drift she'd feel the jolts of electricity and
her whole body would tense again. She awoke
disoriented, not knowing where she was or why she
couldn't rise or move. She yelled in panic. She was
covered in sweat but was cold.
When he returned she was drifting again. She first
knew he was there when he touched her ass. She cried
and begged him not to hurt her. She thought he was
going to shock her again. Instead he dried her with a
large, thick towel, and used baby powder all over her.
He fondled her ass, very softly while doing this,
lightly, running his hand across her anus and down her
labia. He spent some time tickling the insides of her
thighs, then lubricated her vagina and pulled on her
labia, letting his fingers slip off the ends, over and
over. He pushed two fingers deep into her pussy and
pumped them in and out slowly. She could see and hear
nothing, feel almost nothing else. Again, he made her
feel desire, and despise herself. It was so easy.
He pulled out her ear plugs. "Now I'm going to fuck
your ass, and I'm going to teach you how to do it
right. Have you ever been fucked there?" She shook
her head. "What have you ever had in there? Talk."
She had trouble talking again. He would know if she
lied. She couldn't try to keep secrets. She spoke
out into the darkness: "My husband. Sometimes he
puts a finger in me."
"And you like it."
Silence. Then, "Yes" in that small voice.
"Only a finger?"
"Yes. Well. Once, once we were playing and he used
a vegetable, a zucchini. But, but it hurt and he
didn't do it again."
"Your husband is much more considerate than I am.
I'm sure he'd love to fuck your ass with his little
prick. I am going to fuck you with my monster. It
won't hurt much once you learn to get fucked right.
Now that's enough talking."
The whole time they were talking he was caressing
her body, her ass, and occasionally her breasts,
running his fingernails down her sides to her lower
belly and her cunt, petting her cunt. He continued
after they stopped, she unable to move, unable to stop
him from playing with her, unable to see or to feel
things with her hands, unable to concentrate on
something, anything, other than his caresses. She
tried to muster some rebellion.
"It's not little."
"Oh, being bold again. I'll have to punish you for
that. You are learning so slowly. Maybe we can
enlighten you about the situation by using some more
electricity."
Her faux courage crumbled around her. She rushed to
try to set things straight. "I'm sorry. Please, I
won't do that again. Please, I'll be so good for you.
I can't take that again. Please, master, let me show
you how good I can be."
This really was as good as it could get. His prick
threatened to explode right then, becoming even less
fleshy and more bony.
"You'll show me how good you can be anyway. And
this display of begging is disgusting. I have to
punish you for that, too." She was crying through the
blindfold, so afraid that now he would hurt her
forever. "Oh very well. You can see that sometimes
I'm too indulgent, but I don't want punishments to get
in the way of our fucking. And there are so many
punishments you already have coming to you. So, if
you can show me complete, sweet submission, I'll
considering letting this go."
"Yes, master, I'll be good, you'll see..."
"Yes. I'm sure I will. Now what is it that isn't
little?"
"My husband's penis. It isn't little ..."
He laughed a good, hearty laugh. "Well, I'm sure
he's a stallion. Or at least perfectly adequate.
Maybe I should get it for you. Cut it off and bring
it to you? Then you could do whatever you wanted with
it."
She was completely silent. Oh no! Don't do that.
She knew he could.
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He prepared her ass for fucking. He used a large
amount of lubricant and began working her open, using
a finger, two fingers, a thumb, two thumbs. He told
her to open her ass and she tried to help. He didn't
particularly want to hurt her doing this. Getting the
pleasure and dominating her were enough. He could
hurt her whenever he wanted. So he massaged around
and around the inside of her anus, stretching it
slowly open.
It was so odd, to have someone working on her anus
like that, opening her body for himself. When he
brought the head of his penis to her she clamped down
in fear, but her ordered her to open and she tried to.
She tried to relax her anus, to not impede him. When
he told her to push out, she did. She felt the big
end of his penis pushing, pushing, then suddenly the
head was in. There was so much pressure on her anus,
but it didn't hurt very much. Then he pushed
deliberately all the way inside her, and her ass was
so full that she made a high-pitched grunt, then
several whimpering pants.
He had hit the end of her rectum, but because he was
so big he wasn't all the way in, so he pushed harder,
and this did hurt. She felt like she was cramping up.
She gasped "Oh!" She couldn't believe the amount of
sensation inside her. He pulled almost all the way
out of her, which felt to her like she was eliminating
some enormous turd, then pushed all the way back in.
She went "oh" again. Her anus was cramping around his
prick. He stopped, deep inside her, and gave
instructions. "That's right. When I push in you push
out like you're trying to shit. That'll give me the
most sensation. Hold your ass tight around my dick
the whole time. Time your pushes to my thrusts."
He fucked out and in again, and she did what he had
said. She wanted him to know she was submitting to
him. "That's a good girl. Keep doing it." He used
strokes that started slow and speeded up as he got in
deep, so that his pubic bone slammed against her ass
and the head of his cock banged into the end of her
rectum. There was a shock wave when he hit, and as it
coursed through her flesh it tweaked some pleasure
along with the hurt. That surprised her.
He decided to force pleasure on her, and began
playing with her labia in that milking motion, pulling
one side then the other while he fucked her, letting
his hand slip off the end of one lip before pulling on
the other. She was so full, forcing her concentration
on her bowels, and then there were his hands. She
didn't want him to stop. She was afraid that he would
get her high then leave her, like before, as part of
her torture. All that she was aware of was the shock
of his cock pushing into her and his hands working her
cunt. He kept milking her pussy, softly for a man,
but over and over. He adjusted the timing of the
milking to match his thrusts, so that she was pushing
out at him and feeling his dick force the walls of her
rectum apart at the same time that he milked. She
wanted to move, to help the pleasure, but the stocks
held her immobile. She was making those rare little
whimpering cries that men so love, and he kept milking
her, and then she orgasmed explosively, crying out
loudly and hyperventilating as the buzzing of it
started from a small spot in her belly and moved all
the way out to her hands and her feet, making her
light-headed. It went on and on.
He came inside her at almost the same time and kept
his penis inside her for some time after he was
finished. He stroked her back and ass lightly while
he did this. She was always very sensitive after
orgasms, so this made her quake several times. She
was drifting in great languor, floating, tiny fingers
of pleasure still moving in her, knowing she had never
experienced anything like that. She forgot for the
moment to hate herself.
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He pulled out of her and came around to her face.
Her ass felt gaping. He knelt and put his softened
penis up to her mouth. She could smell the smell of
shit before he got it to her, and that brought her
back to earth. She screwed up her courage and sucked
in the end of the head and began licking it clean.
She heaved when she found obvious shit, held herself
still until it passed, and continued until she had the
whole thing in her mouth again and had cleaned
everything off of it. She wasn't sure she could do it
without vomiting, but she managed. He had her hold
his penis in her mouth for a long time while he
caressed her hair. On a whim, he put some lubricant
on her breasts, then pumped them for awhile, like
milking a cow. He seemed taken with the idea of
milking her. She remained still, holding his penis
in. He even kept it in her while he put in the ear
plugs. Then he pulled out of her and left her alone
in the dark and silence.
Some time later she began throwing up.
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