Devin's Torment

by The Hivemind

 

It was the beginning of a laid back and uneventful summer for Devin, a chance to finally relax after a tough and stressing schoolyear. He had just survived sophomore year of high school, and had celebrated his 16^th birthday during finals week. He was less than happy about that, but he put it behind him.

Devin was walking down the street in his quiet, suburban neighborhood, on his way to the cornerstore to get a soda, then he planned to sit around idly strumming at his guitar, or maybe call a friend. But then, in the matter of a second, fate changed it's mind about Devin's summer. He noticed someone walking on the other side of the street, a rare occurance in such a quiet town, most people at their jobs midday. He focused on the walker. He stopped in his tracks, transfixed. He knew many of the people in the town and had never seen this person around at all. Walking on the other side of the street from him was a fairly tall girl, who looked to be about 19. She had flowing reddish-brown hair, and was the most stunningly beautiful person Devin had ever laid eyes on. She was wearing a leather, strapless bustier, leather arm-gloves, a short leather skirt, stockings with a visible garter belt, and knee high heeled boots. He had never seen anyone dressed that way either. Right at the moment he stopped, so did the girl. she noticed him and waved.

Devin was dizzy, the girl had just waved at him. Before he could collect himself, she had crossed the street. She came up and greeted him, asking how his day was. As she asked the question, she dropped a penny from her gloved hand. Devin, in full manner mode standing before such a vision, stooped down to pick up what she had dropped. He didn't even feel the hit before he was unconscious as the girl slammed her hand into the back of his head, knocking him out. She snickered to herself, proud of the penny trick, which she had thought of on her own. She then looked down to the crumpled body at her feet and smiled. She was going to have fun with this one.

Devin slowly came to, a minor ache in the back of his head. He found himself in a simple room, all in grey and white, with a round light in the center of the ceiling. the floor was a thinnish rug, and the walls were painted white. there was a door, simple, with a hook handle. If anything, it reminded him of an office, sans furniture. Devin looked around the room and tried the door, which proved to be locked. There didn't seem to be a way out. After what seemed like a few hours, but due to the lack of a clock, Devin was unsure, the door in the corner opened. the girl he had seen before entered, and locked the door behind her. She was still wearing the same outfit, and didn't look much different, so Devin gathered that it must have not been too long since he was knocked out.

"Hey, where am I? What's going on? And who are you?" Devin began frantically asking questions. The girl simply smiled calmly and walked up to him. She placed her hands on his shoulders then kicked him sharply in the shin with the toe of her boot. He dropped to his knees and winced in pain. "You are kneeling at my feet. That's where you are and what's going on. I'm Mistress, and you will adress me as such" the girl said sternly. Devin looked somewhat confused, and he started to ask her another question. She stopped him mid-question by reaching out and pushing him down on his back in one swift motion. She then placed one booted foot on his chest. "I answered your questions, and now you've run out. So shut your face, alright?" she snapped, pressing her heel into his chest as she spoke. "Alright, alright. sorry" Devin groaned. The girl lifted her foot then brought it down hard again. All the air was knocked out of Devin's lungs and he gasped to breathe. "I said you'd be calling me Mistress! Now try that again, you little shit!" the girl yelled at him. Devin struggled to breathe as he gasped out "I'm sorry Mistress".

The girl looked pleased, and took a step back. She motioned for him to get up, and he slowly brought himself to his feet. The girl smiled at him again. She pulled a chain from around her waist, and clipped it to a bolt in the ceiling. She then produced a pair of handcuffs from the belt and attached them to the chain. Devin fidgeted and began to get very nervous. She grabbed his wrists and locked them in, then tightened the chain. Devin's hands were held above his head, The girl left the room, and came back a few minutes later, leaving the door open a crack, but Devin couldn't see what was beyond. She came back carrying more chain and two cuffs. She then chained Devin's ankles to the floor, spread a few feet apart. Devin looked bothered, and was about to speak up again, but he decided it would be unwise, so he just stood still.

The girl reached under her skirt and pulled off her panties, black silk. They were damp, and smelled heavily of sex. She stuffed the moist panties in Devin's mouth, then undid one of her leather bracelets. She passed it through is mouth and behind his head, then tightened it, holding the panties in, and preventing him from talking. He gagged a bit and the strong smell and taste, but he couldn't push them out of his mouth. "Good, now you can't whine and bitch. It's quite annoying you know." the girl said matter-of-factly. She then stepped forward, and using no tools, proceeded to tear off Devin's clothing. She untied his shoes, and threw the clothing aside, in tatters. Devin began to grunt through his panty gag, and was embarassed to be so exposed.

Being exposed quickly became the least of his worries, as the girl gave him a wicked smile which shot fear through his being. She stepped in front of him, and stood there grinning for a few seconds, then swiftly and suddenly let loose a kick. She slammed her booted foot straight between Devin's legs, hitting him directly in the balls. His eyes went wide, and he screamed into the gag, and pulled at his restraints, trying to curl up instinctively. "Damn! This is fun! It's been so long since I had a toy!" the girl chirped ecstatically.

The girl launched herself forward and planted her heel in Devin's crotch again, then fell back. His eyes bulged, and he screamed, struggling furiously at the unyielding chains. Pain was shooting through his body, horrible horrible pain, and he was seeing white. The girl got up and grinned. "God I'm loving this!". Devin began to softly cry as the pain racked his body. She stepped up to him and rubbed her body against him, her arms crisscrossing his back in a sensual embrace. Devin was mellowed by this display of affection, and his brain went liquid. His cock hardened against the girl's leg. She recoiled in mock astonishment, and while grinning evilly, she was "shocked". "Oh my god! You pervert! You're hurt and I try to make you feel better, then you poke me with your thing! ugh!". The girl slid her leg between Devin's, then began slamming her knee into his balls repeatedly, in fast and hard hits. Devin went tense and his screams caught in his throat, but he burst into tears. The girl backed up and slapped him hard across the face a few times, the leather gloved hand leaving an angry red hand shaped mark on his cheek.

She left him hanging limp in his chains, crying, and went to the other room. After about half an hour, Devin had recovered, and was standing where he was chained, very afraid of the girl who now had him under her control. She didn't seem to want anything out of him, she was just hurting him. The girl reentered the room, carrying as wooden bar with about ten different whip-looking implements hanging from it. She hung the rack on the wall, then pulled off a black riding crop and walked over to Devin, slapping it against her hand. She circled behind him, and after a few minutes of silence, Devin felt a sharp and burning pain across his ass, and heard a loud snap. he jerked in his chains. A few seconds later, a third came in exactly the same spot. Then another, and another. They kept coming, hurting more each time, always building on the same spot. After about twenty hits of the crop, Devin was jerking wildly in his chains and crying. an angry red and purple line crossed his ass. The girl had hit the exact same spot, building a wicked welt. She reached down and dragged her nails over Devin's ass and he screamed into her panties. She then reached between his legs and yanked hard on his balls. He groaned and strained harder against his chains.

The girl walked back to the rack and hung up the riding crop. After a quick looking-over, she chose a thick-strand flogger and went behind Devin again. She began flogging his back, causing him to cry and sag against his chains. The girl was dizzily turned on by all this, but wanted more. She began spinning the flogger and speed-whipping his back. Devin began jerking around wildly to no avail, he could not avoid the burn. His back slowly faded to an angry red. She stopped the flogging after spots started turning purple. She then dragged her nails down his back, leaving bright red streaks that trickled blood. Devin was so far out he just cried. The girl hung up the flogger and walked in front of him. She just smiled as she removed a hairclip from her hair and clipped it on Devin's nose. He was confused, it was only mildly uncomfortable. Then he realized that with his nose clipped and his mouth stuffed he couldn't breathe. The girl simply smiled at him as he struggled and eventually passed out. At the moment he did, she fell to the ground in an extreme orgasm.

Devin woke up in the same room, with all the chains gone, and the whip rack empty. The door was once again locked. But the real thing on his mind was his outfit. He was wearing an outfit he'd never even imagined wearing. He was in a french maid's outfit, but cut to show more skin. He had a full black lingerie set on, garter belt and stockings, and black leather mary-jane shoes with 5 inch platforms and padlocked buckles. He also had a leather collar on, which upon inspection had no buckle, only a welded ring holding it shut. That wasn't gonna come off easy. The door opened and the girl came in. "How does my girl like her new outfit?" she asked Devin tauntingly. He blushed and was very embarassed, being nude was one thing but this was insane. A few seconds later she kicked him square in the chest, knocking him down. "I expect responses to my questions, bitch!" she snapped irritably. "Well whatever, I've decided to make some money off of you, so you better live through this!" she said, sounding annoyed. She left the room, with Devin on the floor, thoroughly confused.

The door opened again shortly, and three middle aged men filed in. They began looking Devin over, sizing him up and checking him out. "Damn! That girl catches the good ones! Look at that ass, and it's gonna be mine first" exclaimed one man. "Yeah, this slut's pretty hot for such a low price" said another. The third man chimed in "shall we begin?". The men nodded, and approached Devin, who was frozen with fear. "On your hands and knees bitch!" yelled the first one. Devin positioned himself as ordered. The man flipped up Devin's skirt and pulled down the silky panties. He unzipped his pants, and let free his thick ten inch cock. He began rubbing the head against Devin's asshole. Another man approached Devin's face, and unzipped his pants. His cock was also about ten inches, but a bit thinner. He rubbed the tip against Devin's lips, and Devin recoiled in disgust. He was about to be forced to service men while dressed like a girl, but he was straight. The thought made him shudder. The man slapped him then pushed his cock in Devin's mouth. The third man stood nearby, masturbating. As the man in front of Devin began to force his cock into Devin's unwilling mouth, the man behind him began forcing his way into Devin's ass, spitting on his cock to lubricate it. Devin coughed and gagged on the massive cock being forced down his throat, and at the pain burning in his ass as the man began to thrust in and out, slamming into Devin with each thrust. As things began to go smoother, the men picked up a rhythm as they raped Devin in front and back simultaneously. After a few minutes of the humiliating rape, the man getting a blowjob pulled out and shot his come all over Devin's face, then made him lick the cock which had just been forced down his throat clean.

The third man approached Devin, and crammed his cock into Devin's mouth, then shot his load down Devin's throat, sighing in pleasure. Devin coughed and gagged at the thick and salty goo. The man glared at him and demanded he swallow. Devin did so reluctantly, and then the man in his ass finished, filling his hole with cum and grabbing him tightly. He pulled out and rubbed off the goo on his cock in Devin's hair. He then stood, and drove the toe of his shoe into Devin's nuts, knocking him to the floor in agony. The men zipped up their pants and left, Devin curled in a humiliated and violated ball on the floor, covered in drying sticky cum, crying softly.

Devin looked up at the sound of the door opening. The girl was back. "Hello my little slut. you did good, earned me 300 per person right there! I figure since you took it so well you should get something too". Devin, in fear of potential punishment looked up and said "Thank you Mistress". She then backed up and launched another full force kick to his nuts with her booted toe and he curled on the floor in pain. "I didn't say it'd be good, did I?" the girl said, laughing. She then turned to leave. "Alright slut, I'm going to let you sleep for a while. Don't you dare rub that cum off! Night night!" she clicked off the light, and stepped out, the lock clicking shut behind her. Devin lay curled on the floor crying, covered in cum, the maid outfit in disarray. Eventually he fell asleep.

 

This is the first installment in what I intend to make a longer story. Please e-mail me with suggestions! Also, e-mail if you'd like to have some cyber fun via AIM or Yahoo Messenger! My e-mail is jaakupenguin at yahoo dot com

  

  

  

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