When a stranger cums for you (Part 2) by Harleyquinn21
I sat up on the table and started feeling up my wrists, they were sore and red where i had tried to struggle. As i stood up cum started dripping from me down my legs, my body ached. I walked towards the bathroom, before i could even take more than a couple of steps i felt a hand wrap around my throat. It happened so quickly, and suddenly i was struggling to breathe, i scratched and kicked but his grip was incredibly strong. It wasn’t long before i felt myself becoming numb, this overwhelming sensation of fear flooded my body and i felt myself literally going weak at the knees. “Stop” i whimpered with my last ounce of breath. I kept struggling but slowly i became weaker and weaker, i had no strength left and if it wasn’t for him holding me up i would have fallen to the floor. He brushed my hair with his other hand and whispered in my ear “Goodnight slut” before letting me go.
I couldn’t feel anything and barely knew what was going on as i lay almost lifeless on the floor. He pulled me along the floor by my feet towards the bedroom, picked me up and threw me on the bed. My feet and hands were handcuffed to the bed posts and my husband grabbed a box off the top shelf. I knew what this box was, it was our sex box full of all our toys, dildos, ball gags, nipple clamps, wax, pinwheels and so much more. I shuddered a little at the thought of what he might do to me with it and he noticed, put the box down and came over to me. He moved in slowly towards my face and whispered in my ear “i’m going to show you what it feels like to really be owned, and i will make you into a proper submissive bitch. you will never question me again” He pulled out a ball gag and wrapped it tightly around my face. They both looked through the box and started pulling out an assortment of toys, they lay them out on the bed in front of me so i knew what i was in for.
First they grabbed the wax, my husband lit it and stood there staring at it fixed in the fire and the melting pool in the middle. He sat next to me, and looked at me before starting to pour it, i cried out muffled screams as the wax began to burn me, i watched him spell out a name. SLUT, across my chest, when he stopped writing he started dabbing bits of wax over my breasts, thighs and pussy. I screamed till my lungs were sore and tears rolled down my face. He licked my tears and told me how happy it made him to see me cry because of him. He blew out the candle and sat it on the bedside next to me, then he got out my most hated toy of all. The nipple clamps. I had fairly large nipples and breasts, so for me clamps were the most painful thing. I begged them both not to, already crying and shaking with fear he clamped one to my right nipple and then one to the left. I tried not to shout or cry but the pain was too intense, and continuously i begged them to stop. “Please, im sorry, ill listen” i said through muffled screams, but they continued to laugh at me. It felt like an eternity that my nipples were being squeezed and pinched and the more i thought about it the worse it felt. He pulled the clamps off of my breasts which made the pain worse.
My breathing had become so deep from where i was trying so hard to push through the pain, i became faint from exhaustion and stopped trying to struggle out of my hand cuffs. He took off the handcuffs and the ball gag and at me up to face him. I didnt know what was going to happen next but i knew it couldnt be good.