Strong BDSM Content
Sex Slave Training Sado-Masochism (SM)
Published
7 / 2010
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SYNOPSIS
Dr. Helena Carter suffers bondage, pain, whipping and all manner of extreme sexual torment as she “Time Jumps” uncontrollably from the body of one suffering woman in history to another.
She was known as “The Ice Woman”, because no man seemed to be able to get close to her. As a scientist, her interest was in studying history by “Time Jumping”, now that the complex equipment had been re-designed and she was assured that there could not be a repetition of Dr Hutton’s seemingly uncontrolled “Jumping”. Almost at once, Dr Helena found herself in the wrong place at the wrong time. Worse, she too had lost control of Time Jumps, and finally when she was thrown into a future society where it had become normal for both male and female slaves to be kept and abused for the delight and sexual gratification of their owners, it seemed there was no hope for her.
EXTRACT
When that terrible whip cut across her hips and the tip found its way into that very
secret and private place between her legs, she screamed loudest and came close to
fainting. Yet she was denied the comfort of unconsciousness, and forced to feel every
stroke of the leather thong against her bare skin.
Finally, when she was sure that she would die with the next burst of pain, there came a
cessation. Through moist eyes, she beheld the Count standing by the bed, his tunic off
and the muscles of his board chest glistening with the sweat of his labors. The whip was
no longer in his hand. Instead he was holding the drawstring to his pants. There was a
wicked smile upon his cruelly handsome face as he pushed down those pants.
“And now, m’lady,” he said in triumph, “you will be screwed royally, both for your
family’s crimes against mine, and because I wish to take my pleasure of your body.” He
paused to smile again. “I give you leave to enjoy this yourself - I have yet to find a
woman who did not. But perhaps the condition of your breasts and sweet little pussy will
preclude your finding any pleasure in your ravishment.”
Miranda had closed her eyes as his pants came down, unable to face the degrading and
painful defilement of her body.
“But, personally, I hope you hate every second of it,” he said in a gloat. Then he was
climbing onto the bed between her wide spread legs. She closed her eyes tighter and
prayed that this was not really happening to her, although the pain burning in her breasts
told her otherwise.
“AH!” he cried and she felt his hands upon her sex. She tried to close her legs, but
even if her ankles had not been tied to the bottom corners of the bed, his body between
them would have prevented that. Roughly he spread her labia, and then she felt something
pushing against the entrance to her most private place. It was huge and hard and
insistent.
And suddenly it was inside her. She gasped loudly, partly at the discomfort of such a
large object invading her sex, and partly in disbelief that his tool could be so very
huge. For a moment, she wished she had opened her eyes when he was climbing upon the bed
that she might see how large this weapon was. But no! She would endure his foul
attentions without commenting like some tavern slut upon the size of his shaft.
The Lady Miranda was no virgin, but none of the half dozen lovers she had known in her
brief eighteen years upon this planet had prepared her for what was happening to her. It
was unbelievable. It was incredible! It was...
It was soooo good!
