Date: Sat, 26 Jan 2013 03:37:23 -0700
From: prvpacurn@gmail.com
Subject: Madeline and Me

This is my first submission, and is about another woman I see.  The names
were changed to protect the naughty.  I hope you like it.  E-mail me if you
want to read more about what Madeline and I did last year.  Kisses!

- Andrea (prvpacurn@gmail.com)

Will she be back before my husband gets back - like she said she would?
Now I have to wait and I'm mad?no, disgusted with myself for letting
Madeline do this to me.  How could I be so stupid?  The woman had tortured
me for the past two years but never like this.  She has always stirred my
emotions, led me to my deepest lows - and my most unreachable highs.  Why
am I like the proverbial moth to a flame with Madeline?

Tonight, she placed me over the back of the couch with my bare naked ass in
the air.  A black lacy garter belt frames my cheeks while holding up the
black back seamed stockings covering my legs.  Each ankle is secured to a
wooden foot of the couch.  My arms ache from being wrenched behind my back
into a strappado position and held with the cords that hold the drapes open
in the front window of my living room.  She wanted me on display for anyone
who cared to look with only the sheer curtains to hide my predicament. The
only kindness was that the lighting was not so bright as to give a clear
picture of the silhouette in the window.

My nipples each had the plastic clothes pins Madeline made for her torture
sessions with me.  A weight with a small bell was tied to each one and
whenever she put them on me, they would stretch and pull just to the point
of being painful.  Madeline had stuffed her piss soaked panties in my mouth
and wrapped packing tape over my lips and around my head to make sure I
didn't spit them out.

I could hear the clock that was hanging in the kitchen ticking away the
minutes, or was it now hours?

Madeline said she was going out, and would be back by 8:30.  My husband
Kyle was at a sports bar with a few buddies watching a game.  It wasn't
long into my predicament that I started to notice the sound of every car
going by outside the window.  I could hear the music pounding from the
speakers of one of the neighbor kids? cars.  Did it seem like he slowed
down to look?  I'll never know.  I heard a truck and the driver hit the
horn as it drove by.  Oh god!  Did he see me too?  I moaned into the panty
gag Madeline taped into my mouth.  A tear started to well up in my eye.

Minutes later, I heard a car pull up into the driveway.  My heart was
pounding as I was praying it wasn't Kyle.  If he saw me like this, I'd die!
He has no idea that Madeline is more than someone I know from work.  I
mean, he has met her before?but it was always as she was leaving after she
had just finished having her way with me.  How would I explain being tied
up like this with a strange pair of panties stuffed in my mouth?  Oh god
please let it be Madeline!  I hated that I actually wanted her to come back
and torment me again.

A key was jiggled and I heard the door handle turn.  I loudly moaned a sigh
of relief when I could hear the heels of Madeline?s shoes on the tile in
the foyer.

"Andrea?I'm hooome," Madeline mockingly sang.  ?I always wanted to do that
sweetie?, she chuckled as she approached me.

She lifted my chin to look into my tear stained eyes.  'Did you miss me
Andrea?" She sounded like a mother would as she greeted her child.  I
nodded.  I just wanted out of this humiliating position.

"I did a little shopping sweetie."  Madeline had set down a couple bags on
the floor in front of the couch and walked beside me to remove the
clothespins and begin releasing my bonds.

She finally untied the cords around my wrists and I was able to lower my
arms so the circulation would start to flow again.  I groaned into the gag
as the pinpricks of sensation returned in both my nipples and wrists.  I
looked at the angry red marks the cords had made on my wrists and forearms.
God how am I going to hide those from Kyle?

Madeline had returned to the bags and sat down on the couch.  Patting her
lap she called me to come to her.  Like a well-trained dog, I scurried to
her.

"Kneel on the floor."  She pointed to a spot at her feet.  I guess I didn't
move fast enough for her because she reached up and grabbed a handful of my
auburn brown hair and pulled me down to my knees.  I could only grunt in
pain into the panty gag.

"You are such a bitch Andrea.  So I'm gonna treat you like the bitch you
are."

Madeline pulled out a thick leather collar out of one bag and held it up to
my throat.  She fastened it quickly around my neck, and produced a padlock
that clicked into place through the buckle.  Then just as quickly, she
clipped a matching leash to the d-ring on the collar.  It was snug and when
Madeline got up " she tugged the leash.  This made me fall flat on the
floor, and Madeline bent down to grab my hair again.  I almost screamed
from the pain as she pulled me up to my knees.  She made me stay on my
hands and knees like a dog while she led me around the living room.  We
made a few rounds of the coffee table before she tugged the leash to lead
me up on top of it.

Madeline tied the leash to one end of the coffee table.  She pulled it
tight enough to keep me from lifting my head and then returned to the bags
of goodies.  I tried to turn my head but the leash prevented me from seeing
what else my tormentor had brought.

Next my ankles and wrists were bound with some jute rope to each of the
four legs of the table.  When the last knot was made, Madeline retreated
from my view.  I heard metal clinking and the sound of a couple snaps.
Then my head was painfully pulled back as she began to remove the tape that
held her panties in my mouth.  All of a sudden I could breathe and I
coughed as I spit out those nasty panties.

She slapped my face hard, and held my chin up.  There was a huge black cock
dangling from Madeline?s hips.  It must have been 11 inches, and it was
really thick.  Kyle was not nearly as endowed as the monster that hung just
inches from my lips.

"I want you to suck this cock.  Get it as wet as you can, or you'll get dry
fucked bitch."

Madeline grabbed the hair on each side of my head and forced that girl cock
into my mouth.  I could barely get my lips around the thing - it was so
huge!  How could I possibly take that thing in my pussy if I could hardly
get it in my mouth?  She started slowly fucking my mouth, inching it
further past my lips.  I started to cry just thinking about getting fucked
with that beast.

I must have sounded like a $2 whore with all the slurping I was making.
Getting dry fucked is one thing ?

but getting dry fucked with a black mamba strap-on by Madeline was not
something I wanted to experience.

I must have been doing a good job, because Madeline was moaning like she
was enjoying it.  Pretty soon she got tired of simply face-fucking me.  She
pulled that huge girl cock out of my mouth and moved behind me.  First I
felt a finger start to probe me.  There must have been a dab of lube on it,
because it was cold and greasy.  She eased one, then two fingers into my
pussy.  Each time she added a finger, she started to slap my ass with her
other hand.  Between the sensations of her fingers filling my cunt, and the
slaps on my ass I began to get into the rhythm and rode her hand.

Soon I was getting pretty hot from the stroking of Madeline?s hand.  My
breathing got heavier, and my juices started to flow.  Then Madeline
suddenly stopped pumping me.

"You?re a horny bitch aren't you?"

I couldn't deny that I was enjoying having her fucking my cunt with her
fingers.  ?Yessss.  I want more, Madeline.  Please fuck me!?

A stinging burning fire was lit across my ass as Madeline swatted me with a
flogger.  She must have pulled it out of the other bag behind me.  Again
and again she laid into me with that whip and I cried out with each stroke.
My ass was getting covered in pink then red marks from each stroke she gave
me.

"Oh god please Madeline?Owww! I can't take it anymore!  Just fuck me
already!?

With that she knew that she had me.  I didn't want to admit it, but I
wanted her to rape me with that monster girl cock.  I needed her to ram it
deep into me.

She positioned herself behind my upturned ass and pointed the beast hanging
between her legs at my pussy.  The head of it was thick and it stretched me
further than I had ever been.  Slowly she gained access to my pussy.  I
screwed my eyes shut, and prayed that it wouldn't tear me open.  I gasped
as it penetrated further, and finally bottomed out on my cervix.

Madeline began a steady rhythm that really felt good, and I started moaning
louder.  That monster filled me more than Kyle ever could.  I began seeing
stars each time she thrust into me.  It hurt, but in a good way.

She slapped my already sore ass cheeks and called me every filthy name I
could imagine.  It only made things that much hotter as a huge orgasm began
to build from deep within my bowels.  It must have sounded like a barnyard
in the living room as I grunted and groaned while she plowed into me.

The leash attached to my collar kept me from lifting up and really impaling
myself on Madeline?s girl cock.  I was so secured that it was a rape - a
rape that I fully gave into as I neared that unreachable high of a deep
vaginal orgasm.  Oh god I didn't care if my pussy was going to be
unfuckable or not.  I just wanted to come.

"Oh dear god Madeline - fuck me!? I screamed.

She gave me a solid whack on my ass as she thrust one last time before I
squirted all over the coffee table.  I collapsed, babbling like an idiot,
and shaking from the unbelievable come I just had.

Madeline finally pulled out of my now wrecked pussy.  She knelt in front of
my face and placed the tip of the black mamba on my lips.  I hungrily
sucked my juices off her girl cock as I lay on the table.  Once Madeline
was satisfied, she backed away.  I didn't care at this point what was going
on, but Madeline started prodding me to get up so she could release me from
my binds.

Slowly I started coming around, and she had me free in no time.  It was
getting late, and Kyle would be home soon.  Madeline whacked me playfully
on my sore ass to get me off the table.

"You better get upstairs and take a shower.  I'll take care of this? she
said as she pointed to the puddle of come I left on the table.  ?And you
better be back down here in 15 minutes."

The shower felt good as I massaged my sore ass and wrists.  The rope marks
will fade, but the welts Madeline gave my ass will take at least a day.
After that fucking she gave me, I can't see letting Kyle take me tonight.
I hope he won't be ?in the mood? when he gets home.

I finished my shower, and blew out my hair.  As I was coming downstairs,
Kyle came in.

"Hi, Madeline.  You girls have fun tonight?"

I almost burst out laughing, but managed to make a snorting sound instead.

Madeline smiled and said ?Wouldn't you like to know."

With that, she winked at me and told me to behave - or else.