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Punished Pegged
(Scarlett Steele)

I continued to stand blindfolded, back straight and head high.  Nicole tightened the knot behind my head and I felt the fold press down on my eyes.  I didn't like being unable to see.  It was intimidating, and it evoked a sense of entrapment that made me question whether I would actually come out safe in the end.  I took a deep breath and tried not to let the anxiety overcome me.  Her dungeon was not far from the square, and I could hear the bells of the old tower clock chime eight  times as I waited with increasing anticipation.

Nicole was a tall brunette, confident in herself and so she should be. Her ample cleavage showed her level of confidence and she dressed to steal attention. The first time I saw her outside the club I noticed how she walked with a sultry walk that made traffic stop and watch as she passed by.  I didn't think for a second think that she'd be much of a challenge for me.  And the first time, she wasn't.  But I got greedy, like most people who get a flavor for something that they enjoy.  



The second time that I ran into Nicole it was outside of the same club, only this time she walked out with a female friend.  They were both laughing and making a lot of noise, which I considered the perfect signs of distraction.  I crept quietly along the edge of the banister that separated the club from the parking lot, and waited for her to round the corner.  Then I reached for her handbag.  I grabbed her leather bag with no hitches, but unlike the first time I had snatched it, the second time was different.  She caught me this time.

She swiftly grabbed my crotch and started to squeeze, I felt sudden surge of pain, she had held me so tightly I thought she would crush me.  Then she snickered.  "Nice try, sweetheart."  She grinned with satisfaction and my heart raced with fear.  What would she do with me?  I had never been caught before and never had I felt a pain like this.  I gulped and looked around.  It was dark, and nobody was outside the club except for a couple of drunken teenagers that would surely be useless in coming to my aid.  I looked down at the ground, wondering what would happen next.



"So here's the deal.  You got me the first time.  Made off with one hundred pounds if I recall correctly."  She looked up at the sky and tightened her grip on my crotch as if she were expecting answers .  "But this is the second time, and I'm not going to be as nice."  She narrowed her eyes, started twisted my package and got in my face.  "I'm giving you an ultimatum.  You can do one of three things."  She sounded like she was excited to corner me like this .  "Your first choice is to hand over my purse."  I huffed under my breath.

"Fat chance."  I tossed back my head and waited to hear her other options.  

 "Your second choice is to turn yourself in to the police."  She looked at me with a frown and I laughed.



"I don't deal with the police." 



"Okay.  That leaves us with the third choice, which is to take my special punishment."  She chuckled, squeezed my crotch tighter as she slowly start to twist it and looked at me, her head cocked to the side and her eyes glaring at me.  I can still remember telling her that I would take the punishment, laughing at her like it was some kind of joke.