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Subject: {ASSM} Sadistic Weekend, m/f, s/m, cons
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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction and not to be read by person(s) under
the age of 21. Continuing on, assumes you are over 21, and will not
present/show this to any minors. This work having been posted to the newsgroups
is considered copyrighted from the author. Please do not republish, copy, or
post without prior consent of the author. Copyright pet_23, 2001. More "pet"
stories are posted at my site http:// http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MastrKink 


SADISTIC WEEKEND

    The bitch did not realize what I had planned for her. I had been dating
this woman for months. She has been nothing but ungrateful and mean to me ever
since she moved in. Everything I have done for her did not seem like enough.
She always wanted more. I paid her bills, bought her expensive things --I even
bought her a motorcycle. Not a Harley, mind, but something nice. A Honda
Shadow. I am not a very rich man, and I know how well a Shadow would hold up.
No --she hated it she said. But yet, rode it everywhere. Still, she brought
down the name of what she rode and she talked about me behind my back to
everyone. I found out even that she said that only stayed with me because I
paid the bills. Well, it -(TM)s payback time. Heh heh.

The plan started actually a month ago. She and I had gotten into argument and
she left for a few days. When she came back, she told me that she would do as I
wanted. Well, I told her that I wanted her to show her love. Get a clit hood
piercing. We made the plans. I picked out a place that was real good with
piercings. She laid there and took it, but screamed bloody murder the whole
way. But, she  wanted me so she said yes. She said she never wanted to do that
again. Even denied me sex for two weeks pretending it still hurt. I found out
she was screwing someone else instead. Well, I have plans and she will learn to
do as I ask from now on. Even though she does not know it yet. 

The piercing is healed now, so it was time to put the rest of the plan into
action. I told her I made plans to get away for a romantic weekend. We would
leave on Thursday and come home on Monday. I had this friend I knew that had a
special cabin for what I had in store for her. The place was perfect and my
friend even helped lay out the plans. What fun was in store for me this week.
She is already back into her own using, bitching, sex denying self by now. So,
I am really in the mood to teach her a lesson.

The bike was packed up and ready to go. Hers' was to stay home. We went on
mine. A big cruiser. I already took the things I would need up to the cabin
ahead of time by giving them to my friend. She did not expect a thing. I saved
a few things for the trip though --  (

The ride was nice. I enjoyed cruising along the highways and I was smiling. I
was getting close to the place where my plan was to start being carried out. By
now, she was bitching and whining. Wanting to stop at bars and drink for a
while. Nope. I had no plans of booze tonight babe and it made her bitchy.
Perfect, she was setting up the mood.

It was getting pretty dark by the time we got to the area. She was pouting by
then and started cussing at me every time I spoke to her. I got to the area I
wanted and stopped the bike and told her to get off. She got off all right and
started right away hitting me and swearing. I got off too and hauled off and
slapped her. She fell to the ground flat and sat up. Her lip was bleeding,
mouth was agape with the action. I never hit her before. But, she needed this
lesson. She needed to know what I was really like. What I really liked for SEX.

I turned around and got something out of my saddlebags. Pulled out what I
needed. Handcuffs. She took one look at those and got up and started running
down the road screaming. I was quick and caught her and whipped her to the
ground again. Despite her struggles, I got her arms behind her back and her
wrists in those cuffs w/o much effort. I flipped her over on her back and
ripped her shirt wide open exposing her breasts. They were lovely. Beautifully
white with pick areola -(TM)s and big nipples. Bitable nipples..heh. I bent down
and did just that. Took one of them nipples and bit down hard. Letting her cry
out in pain and I was enjoying the sound of it. It made me very hard to taste
the blood and to think of the pleasure I was going to force this bitch to give
me. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. I looked deep into her eyes
and told her what a slut she was. I told her I knew what she had been doing and
saying to others about me and that she was going to pay --she bawled aloud, but
did not protest. She knew, she really knew what she had done and that she was
in for it now. Still holding onto her hair, I pulled her up onto her feet, and
pulled her along back to my saddlebags and reaching in, I grabbed some rope and
pulled her to a tree and proceeded to tie her there facing it. When secured, I
went back to the bag for the last of my toys. A huge dildo and butt plug. I
went back to her and set these down, went up to her and reached around and
undid her pants and pulled them down. God, she had a nice ass. Needed some
color though. I pulled off my bandana and forced it into her mouth for a gag. I
had no worries of being found on this road. No one ever took it, but I wanted
to be sure. Tying the bandanna securely behind her head, I then took off my
belt. This was going to be fun. Doubling up the belt, I pulled my arm back and
let her have it. Right on her ass cheeks, hard. I watched her struggle and
could hear her cry out into the gag, but I did not stop until my arm was tired.
Her ass was a nice bright red now with welts. I felt them with my hand. Put my
fingers into her cunt and felt the wetness. I brought my fingers up to my mouth
and licked off the juices. Damn, she had good juice. Nice aroma it was too I
noted as I smelt my fingers.

Putting back on my belt, I then reached down for my toys. I did not care about
her at all right now. I was angry at the thought of the things she had done.  I
took the dildo and just rammed it up her cunt all the way and then proceeded to
do the same with the butt plug up her ass. She screamed, of course, but she
deserved this treatment. She will learn the price of what using a man would do.


I untied her and pulled her pants back up. They will hold those toys in place
until we got to the cabin. I pulled her back to the motorcycle and pushed her
on, or, at least I tried. She kicked me hard on the shin. I let go, startled by
the pain. She started running down the road again but made me wonder why. I run
faster than her. Even with a bruised shin. The effort was fruitless. Catching
her, I pulled her back to the bike.

 -oeBitch, I will teach you a lesson for doing that to me. You will never do it
again. -  I forced her to her knees. Grabbing one tit, I pulled it towards the
muffler of the bike and placed the nipple right down on it. Only for a second,
but that is enough to cause the pain. It takes a long time before mufflers cool
and we had not been here very long. Still gagged, she screamed. I grabbed the
other tit and done the same to that one. They made nice red marks on her nips
but I did not hold it there long enough to cause a blister. I did not want to
mark her badly yet. She still  had a lot of servicing to do to me this weekend.

 -oeNow, get on that bike and don -(TM)t you EVER do that again, bitch. You are my
slave now. You cannot get away. If you don -(TM)t want to be marked up worse, you
will do my bidding this weekend. Look deep into my eyes. Be afraid, be very
afraid. I mean to do as I said I planned on doing. You. Will. Pay -  --.


End of part one.

"pet"

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