Bosom Bondage Buddies

by Brandy Dewinter

  

Chapter 21 - Paybacks are Hell

 

Our plans over dinner were made on a Monday and I didn't know if Tanyon went to the club on weeknights or just on weekends. Since no one there had seen Kelly or Rocky, they decided to go to the club and ask around. If we saw Tanyon's Porsche, they wouldn't even go inside, but if he wasn't there they could ask for him, claiming some mysterious business that they could talk about only with him. The blonde hostess was only too glad to talk about Tanyon, explaining that he sometimes came in during the week but always showed up on Friday and Saturday nights for at least a while. We decided to wait for Saturday rather than hang around. That way we shouldn't make anyone suspicious and it would be exactly one week since his attack on me.

That Saturday evening I dressed in dark stretch pants, a turtleneck sweater and black running shoes. I bound my mane up into a ponytail, but wore makeup and my corset. I had considered going as Ran to be as unremarkable as possible, since he's fairly average for a guy but I'm decidedly noticeable as Brandy. But then I decided I wanted to be Brandy in any situation that I could. I also wanted Dart to know that it was me that was controlling him. We cruised by the nightclub and saw his Porsche in the lot. Rocky and Kelly dropped me off and I went to the shadows to wait until Tanyon emerged. When he did, I stepped quickly up to him and put the muzzle of my .380 in his back.

"Hello, Dart," I sang softly in Brandy's musical tones.

"Remember me?"

He had jerked, then frozen at the feel of the gun, but when he heard my voice he got tough again.

"Yeah, I remember you, you pervert."

"Imagine you calling me a pervert. I've never put my cock up another man's ass. Tell me, Dart, did you enjoy it?"

The flush flooding his strong face could have been anger or it could have been embarrassment, I couldn't tell. Oh well, no matter, by the time we were done it would be embarrassment. I had him open the car door and I slipped in his side, sliding over the gear shift and brake handles. He followed me into the car and I directed him to drive off. Further directions followed and we arrived at a self-service storage facility where Rocky had rented a garage under an assumed name. I had him pull into the garage and turn off the Porsche.

"Here, put this on," I ordered, handing him a black leather blindfold.

"Forget it," he growled. I could tell he was getting ready to make a move on me, measuring the distance to the gun. Just then a blinding light came on his side of the car. He turned to see it and squinted in the glare. His door was opened and he was pulled from the car. He struck out blindly at the shadow holding him, but missed and his hand was caught. It was pulled behind his back as he was slammed into the side of the Porsche. He reached back with his other massive arm, but this one was caught as well. A titanic struggle ensued as he pitted his tremendous strength against the man holding him. Regardless of his struggles, however, the shadowed figure pulled Tanyon's arm down to meet his other wrist. Smaller hands darted into the light with handcuffs and Tanyon's arms were secured. I had exited the car on my side by that time and placed the blindfold over Tanyon's eyes, checking to ensure that no light could enter. He was still straining against the powerful form holding him, but relaxed when he realized that he would not be able to get free of the handcuffs and blindfold.

"Whoever you other two are, you're in big trouble, and this pervert is already dead. I'll find you others, too, and you'll regret ever getting into this."

Rocky rapped him sharply on the back of the head, sending his nose painfully into the top of the car. In a voice so deep with menace it sounded like a deliberate disguise, he growled, "That's the last time I want to hear you call Brandy any names. As far as I'm concerned, bullies like you are the worst sort of perverts, using your strength to hurt others. And let me make it clear right now. If you ever hurt Brandy, you will die. I'll take you out behind my boat and troll for sharks. They'll eat you one bite at a time until there's no trace of you. I know. I've seen it happen. In fact, you better hope that she lives a long, happy life because if anything happens to her, even if it's not your fault, I'm coming after you."

Tanyon grunted back, "You idiot, that 'Brandy' you're talking about isn't even female. It's a guy dressed up like a woman."

That earned him another rap on the head. "No insults to me, either, especially coming from you about intelligence. Besides, I know who Brandy is."

"I was a little worried when he was struggling with you," I said. "He's awfully strong."

"Not really," Rocky disagreed. "He's big, but he's got hothouse muscles from a gym. Those who really work for a living know how to use their strength. I knew as soon as I grabbed him that he was a wimp."

Rocky grinned as he said this and Kelly giggled in the darkness. I had to admit that Dart still intimidated me so I just gave a weak little smile myself. On the other hand, the comment provoked a fresh struggle from Tanyon, which Rocky casually seemed to ignore, regardless of what effort it really took. We pulled Tanyon from the garage into Rocky's rental car and drove off. After a roundabout route which we figured was sufficient to disorient him, we pulled back into the same self-storage facility though we stopped at a different stall. Tanyon was hustled out of the car, still handcuffed and blindfolded and taken into the room where the door was quickly closed behind him. Rocky pushed him backward and Kelly tripped him so that he fell onto his bound arms, knocking his head on the floor. He grunted and cursed, which got him a laugh from Rocky. There was a strange quality in that laugh and for the first time I realized that Rocky could be at least as hard as Tanyon, probably harder. The difference between a real man and a bully, I thought. While Tanyon was floundering on his back, his shoes and socks were removed, then Kelly reached for his belt. He struggled even harder, kicking out with his legs, but Rocky gathered them in effortlessly and I kneeled on Tanyon's chest to hold him down. In a moment, Kelly had Dart's pants to his knees. Rocky released his legs and quickly stripped the pants down, leaving Tanyon naked below the waist. His ankles were fastened to a spreader bar, forcing his legs wide and leaving his precious jewels dangling exposed and vulnerable.

I couldn't help it. I laughed and reached down to scratch his balls lightly with my long fingernails, provoking a gasp and a pulse from his cock. Then I squeezed them just hard enough to provoke a grunt. At that he quit struggling. We stood him up and fastened the bar to a bolt in the floor. He swayed as he tried to balance with his arms awkwardly bound and his feet immobilized. Wrist restraints leading to chains hooked to the ceiling were placed on his arms above the handcuffs. When Kelly unlocked the cuffs, Rocky and I pulled Tanyon's arms straight out and up and he was standing spread-eagled and helpless. We tied off our lines to the walls of the building and moved back to where he was stretched.

I reached down for his dangling package and began to stroke him, provoking an erection he was helpless to control. "Dart, dear," I murmured, dripping honey from my soft tones, "you seemed so interested in sex with a man that we thought we'd help you find one. If you're a good little boy, you may even find you like this."

I stepped back and nodded to Kelly, who approached with a buzzing razor and started to remove all the hair from Tanyon's muscular body. While she was working on his legs I cut his shirt and jacket off, leaving him completely naked. When she got to the cuffs holding Dart's wrists and ankles, Rocky took a hold on the affected member and immobilized it even more effectively than the shackles had done. Kelly cheerfully removed the curly hairs surrounding his balls and surrounding his anus, then moved up his body. We had decided the additional fear introduced by being blindfolded would be a useful start, but our plans required full access to Tanyon's face so when she got to his neck Kelly stopped. She and Rocky pulled on full-face silk masks with eyeholes cut out. Looking like executioners, which was part of the intended effect, they removed Tanyon's blindfold. He blinked a few times then glanced wildly around the room. Rocky grabbed Dart's hair to hold his head still and Kelly continued, not neglecting eyebrows or sideburns. She used scissors to shorten the curly hair on Tanyon's head except for the knot that Rocky was holding then shaved it as well. Finally, Rocky grabbed Tanyon around the neck and held him still while Kelly removed the topknot that had been used as a handle. At the end of this phase, Tanyon was completely shaved, no hair showing except his eyelashes. We had plans for those eyelashes.

From this point on we wanted him to see what was going on, in fact, we explained it to him. Since Dart had left me bound and alone on a deserted road, exposed as a cross-dresser, Rocky's revenge plan involved doing the same to Tanyon. However, in accordance with Rocky's concept of increasing the punishment to match the ratio of strengths, Dart was going to find it a bit more difficult to return to a single-gender appearance. We couldn't turn him into a convincing female, let alone a gorgeous woman and we weren't going to try. Instead, he would be blatantly cross-dressed until he could undo several effects we intended. Where Kelly had used her artist skills to make me beautiful, she would use these same skills to make him gaudy and cheap. Dart would not quite be a clown, rather a man who had tried to dress as a woman but was incompetent, achieving only a sad and undesirable compromise.

The first step in this transformation was to put him into his own corset. We wrapped a stiffly boned waist cincher around him and Rocky pulled it tight as he described the improvements he had made in the garment.

"We've replaced the ordinary strings of this corset with thin wire cable. Unfortunately, I seem to have gotten the strings tied into some sort of nasty knot. I'm not sure it could ever be untied. You won't be able to cut them with an ordinary knife but you can probably cut them with wire cutters if you can find any. I suppose you could try to cut the corset as well, but the stays are metal and you'll need to be careful not to hurt yourself."

We added white stockings, ensuring that there were appropriate runs in both legs. Then we pulled up black fishnets over the white stockings, tearing out a few loops so that gaps in the pattern showed. Each time that we had to release one of Dart's ankles Rocky would hold him, but it was interesting to see his struggles diminish. He was staring at our actions with shocked horror, unwilling to believe that it was happening to him. Next we slipped towering platform heels on his feet, even taller than the ones that Kelly and I normally wore. Of course they were not slip-ons, but fastened with wide ankle straps. The shoes couldn't be removed without first undoing the straps. Since his hands were going to be unavailable to him, we figured that it would be a while before he got those loose.

Next we put on a bountiful bra sized to his massive chest. Where Kelly and Rocky had found that thing I never knew. They had also made falsies for him using foam rubber carved more or less into shape. No artfully-designed silicone contours for him. Kelly giggled as she brought out a bouffant petticoat, stiffened with net to flare from his hips. She slipped it on, casually drawing it over his softened cock. This caused a reaction in his member and she tugged on it a few times as though milking a cow. It rose to the occasion and I laughed and said, "Goodness, you'd think he liked getting dressed as a girl."

The next item in his new outfit was a dress, bright pink of course, with ruffles everywhere you could imagine ruffles to be. We slipped it on one arm then slid it down to his head where we released the other arm and fed it through. By this time he had stopped struggling, standing passively and allowing us to do what we wanted. This didn't cause us to relax our vigilance at all. At no time was more than one arm or leg loose and even that one was in Rocky's firm grasp. The dress zipped up the back to a high neck. Inside the ruffle at the neck was a cardboard collar to hold his head up, and the zipper itself had a lock at the top so that it couldn't be pulled down without a key.

Now it was Kelly's turn to explain as she brought out jars filled with vibrant colors. "This isn't regular makeup," she giggled as she stirred one of the mixtures. "It's actually a sort of dye. It's called semi-permanent since it will come out, eventually, but it will be a while. About six weeks." This was too much for her and she had to pause to laugh, shaking with mirth.

Dart's eyes had widened in horror at her explanation, but then they narrowed in hate. Rocky caught the look and growled in Tanyon's ear. "Remember, if anything happens to them, you die as sharkbait. I guarantee it."

The repeat of this fearsome threat caused the color to drain from Tanyon's face. He tried to avoid the touch of the brush that Kelly used, but Rocky caught his head. However, the force he had to use to keep Tanyon from moving caused so many wrinkles and ridges to form in Tanyon's face that Kelly stood back in dismay until I walked over and solved the problem. Reaching under Tanyon's dress and petticoat I took his balls in my hand and again stroked them softly for a moment, then grabbed them and squeezed. He groaned and sagged into his bonds, relaxing the tension in his neck.

"Naughty, naughty," I scolded. "Remember what I said about being a good boy."

I motioned Rocky to release him but kept my own hold on his dangling package. He stood quite still as Kelly worked on his face. She added eyeshadow in a too-bright blue and blush in a too-gaudy red. Instead of blending it in carefully, she left the boundaries a bit too distinct. Dart's lips were painted a bright pink that almost matched the dress but did not go with his cheeks at all. She painted on eyebrows arched too high and finally added false eyelashes so long they would be obvious fakes even on the most glamorous woman, which Dart definitely was not. His face held that garish, overdone look of someone with enthusiasm but no skill.

One item remained in his basic feminine outfit. Kelly brought out a long, curly wig. Instead of the liquid grace of my own hair, this one was stiff and obviously artificial, frizzing even before it was worn. Did I mention it was a bright yellow blonde that was as artificial-looking as the hair on his hostess friend? Kelly carefully applied an even coat of super glue to the interior before placing it on Dart's smooth-shaven head. The curls fell down over his shoulders. A stiff section landed in front of his eyes and he tossed his head to clear his vision.

"Good!" I cheered. "Keep working on those dainty feminine motions. You can certainly use the practice."

Tanyon stood before us, still stretched in a spread eagle but now fully dressed as an unconvincing woman. He looked about as bad as anyone who ever went to a costume party, only he wouldn't be changing back at the end of the evening, at least not completely. I approached him and let a more ominous note creep into my tones.

"Let's see now. When you left me on that hillside I seem to remember that I was wearing gloves and had my hands cuffed together behind my back. What can we do about that?"

I nodded to Rocky and he brought one of Tanyon's arms down and held it by the wrist. Dart wasn't sure what I had in mind but the note in my voice frightened him, as it was supposed to. He clenched his massive hand into a fist and seemed determined to keep us from putting on gloves. However, this was what we had expected. Kelly brought out a fingerless mitt that she placed around his fist and clamped at this wrist with a strong leather strap that had an embedded steel ring. Rocky forced Tanyon's arm behind his back and the ring was attached to a chain from the ceiling, holding it in place while Tanyon's other arm was released into Rocky's grip. A match to the mitt Tanyon wore was sewn to the perimeter of the first mitt, and in a minute it was on Dart's other fist and the wrist band was in place. His wrists were bound together with a padlock, securing his fingers still tightly held as fists within the linked bags over them.

"Yes," I mused, "that should about cover the gloves and handcuffs. Oh, by the way, the only reason we're going so easy on you is that you left me the key to the cuffs that bound my arms. It would only be fair if I do the same for you." With that I hung the key to the padlock on a chain which I placed around his neck. One down and two more to go.

"I remember that there were some more activities you demanded on that evening," I continued. "Since I want you to get the full effect, we've arranged for something similar for you."

Tanyon's eyes went wide and he began to curse fluently and loudly. I let him run for a minute and then grabbed him by the balls and squeezed until he grunted to a stop in pain.

"Naughty, naughty," I chuckled with a conscious parody of my earlier admonition, though now my voice was harsher as though I took cruel pleasure in what was coming. Perhaps I did.

"Oh, don't worry," I pretended to comfort him. "You won't really have to give anyone a blowjob. Who'd want you to touch them anyway? Even if your lips are awfully pretty. Instead, we'll give you a little present to keep as a momento of the evening."

Kelly brought out a leather-strapped gag for Tanyon's mouth. Instead of a ball or other simple shape to hold the wearer's mouth open and prevent talking, this one had a cock-shaped knob about three inches long. Tanyon tried to resist, but Rocky was too strong for him and the cock shape was soon in his mouth. It was just long enough to trigger a gag reflex when we first put it in, but in a moment that subsided and he stood there glaring as the leather band was fastened behind his neck. It also closed with a padlock and soon another key on its own chain was dangling from Tanyon's neck. Two down and one more to go.

"That's about it," I teased, as though I had forgotten the final attack he had made on me. "Except for the little matter of you raping me in the ass. Now it turns out that your cock is kind of small, as such things go. Even mine is bigger than your little noodle, and this guy here would really teach you the meaning of pain. But then, you did leave me the key, so we're not going to rape your ass like you did mine."

Tanyon's eyes had shown relief as I suggested we were done, then gone wild when I started talking about his rape of my ass, but he sagged again with relief when I told him he would not be raped himself. Then Kelly brought out the last of the devices we had acquired for this evening. He really began to thrash now, but his ankles were still bound by the spreader bar and his arms were locked behind him. Rocky easily held him upright since about all he could do would be fall down. The first item I took from Kelly's hands was a cock and ball harness. I stroked Dart a few times under the skirt of his dress until he was stiff, though not fully erect. I slipped the harness on over his cock and around his balls and fastened the buckle. The harness had a line leading from the tip and I tugged on this gently, but with enough force to get his attention. I reached behind him and tied the line from the harness to the bottom of his corset. The line was partially elastic so I could put a bit of tension to it without actually damaging his package and I pulled it fairly tight, enough to get a grunt from around the gag. The last item in Kelly's hand, the one that had really made him frantic, was a leather strap with an embedded dildo. It wasn't very big as dildos went, only about four inches long and a bit less than an inch wide, but I wanted him to think that was the size I considered his own cock to be. Rocky pulled Dart's shoulders forward to make him bend over. Tanyon kept struggling, but by now his frantic panic had robbed him of real strength.

"You'll be glad to know, I'm sure, that I'm using a great deal more lubrication on this than you used when you raped me. Of course, this is one of those motion lotions so in a while it may get a little hot. It probably won't burn like the pain I felt, though."

With that I pushed the dildo up his ass and wrapped the strap between his legs on top of his bound cock and then up around his waist. It also had a lock and with a firm click I closed it. The last padlock key went on a third chain around his neck and I pulled his skirt down. Rocky released his shoulders at that point but Tanyon stayed bent over. Straightening slowly he winced around his gag and started grunting. At this point we could see that he was truly a bully and therefore a coward. His eyes pleaded for sympathy and his grunts had a whining tone. I'm sure he would have promised whatever we asked of him at that point, but our plans were firm. Kelly looked a little sick, as though the reality of our plans was more difficult to accept than the theory. I wasn't as happy with things myself as I had expected to be. It certainly wasn't filling me with the hilarity I had felt when they had explained their idea to me. Only Rocky held a look of grim satisfaction.

He caught Tanyon's chin in his hand and forced Dart to look him in the eyes. "Listen to me, you scumbag. You brought this on yourself. If you had treated Brandy as a lady you would never have attacked her and would never have opened yourself up to this retribution. All my life I have been trying to get back at bullies, always by giving them what they gave out, only more so. This is actually less than I would have done on my own, but Brandy said to take it easy on you because of the key. You ought to be really, really thankful for that gesture, and for her generosity. I'm also going to tell you one more time. Any attacks on them and you're sharkshit. Do you understand me?"

Tanyon grunted something which didn't seem enthusiastic enough to Rocky.

"Do you understand me?" Rocky demanded again.

This time Tanyon nodded his head vigorously.

We released his ankles from the spreader bar and put a bag over his head, not wanting the tight blindfold to mess up his false eyelashes. He stumbled awkwardly in his platform shoes but Rocky kept him supported until we poured him into the car. He started pleading grunts again as his butt hit the seat but in another second we were all in the car and heading back up to the hillside where he had taken me. We hauled him out of the car and stood him teetering on his heels beside the bench where he had raped me and I pulled the bag from his head.

"For the consideration you showed when you left me the key, I'll wish you good luck," I offered. "You haven't really had to suck anyone's cock. You haven't really been raped in the ass, and you don't have to search blindly behind you for a key you can hardly feel through your gloves. You're even standing up. You might find if you fall it's not too easy to get up once you're down on the ground or stretched over a bench. You know where your car is and your clothes and money will be on the seat. I think we've been more than fair. If you don't think so, tough."

I walked up the hill without looking back. Kelly told me he had tried to turn and follow but had almost fallen off his shoes and then stood still as he struggled to maintain his balance. We got in Rocky's anonymous rental car and drove off. Rocky let Kelly and I out just a little ways down the hill and we ran back to hide where we could see what Tanyon would do. I don't think I'd have tried to stop him if he'd moved to throw himself off the cliff, but he just stood there for a few minutes then carefully started up the hill. We watched from the dark as he walked toward the streetlight and then the convenience store, moving stiffly, carefully, much more slowly than I had done, even in my throbbing pain. The matronly lady first tried to shut him out of the store, shocked by his strange appearance, but his pleading eyes and obviously bound condition caused her to relent and she let him in.

It was a dark comedy that didn't make us laugh to see him try and grunt a request to use the keys to unlock him. Of course, the top key chain was to the crotch strap with the dildo and he didn't want her to use that one, so he had to get her to go for the next chain down. He turned around and waited, but she tried that key on his cuffs, which was the wrong lock. He kept shaking his wig at her, trying to get her to use it on the gag but she didn't really see that lock through the stiff curls. Finally he turned around again and grunted about the third key. When she used it to take the mitts off his hands, he used the second key to unlock his gag. Her eyes widened when she saw what kind of gag he had been chewing on. Tanyon grabbed the key to the crotch strap from her hands and disappeared into the men's room. It was several minutes before he came out, walking easier. His face was scrubbed but the colors had not diminished in any noticeable amount. I wondered how angry he would be but he seemed embarrassed instead, ducking his head to keep from looking at the matron. I noticed he had not taken off any of his women's clothes, not even the shoes. I didn't think he would be able to bend that far in the stiff corset and we hadn't given him a key to the tiny lock on the dress collar, so the only way to get out of the dress was to tear it apart. Apparently he decided not to do that.

He begged a quarter from the lady and went to the phone booth. I could see him pondering who to call for quite a while and I hugged Kelly with a whisper of gratitude that I had someone I could call no matter what. In another half hour a car pulled up with the bottle-blonde woman, I think her name was Candy, who had greeted us the night Dart took me to the nightclub. She started laughing as soon as she saw him and he growled at her. She shut up immediately, still afraid of him, but you could see her struggle to keep a straight face. They drove off and we walked to our rendezvous with Rocky.

  

  

  

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