1. The Bound Queen - A Halloween Story


    Date: 10/9/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Male Domination, Spanking, Author: The_Technician, Rating: 83.6, Source: sexstories.com

    excited through the rest of it.” She looked at me a little sheepishly and said, “The Queen was right. Being totally turned on does really help with the pain.” I desperately wanted to know where she had gotten the vibrator, but instead I asked, “Are you sure you want to go through with this?” “No,” she said in a slightly quivering voice, “but we have to do it.” I gave her a deep kiss and then pulled the ropes taut so that she was held in a tight X between the trees. I admit that I have read a few– OK more than a few– bondage fantasies, and they make it sound so simple to fuck a woman who is tied standing up, but it is actually a lot of work. You can’t lift her up and she can’t really move, so you end up having to half-way crouch down just to enter her. Then your legs are bent at an odd angle and you can’t get the proper muscle action to thrust. Maybe if she were suspended slightly higher in the air, or if I were a lot shorter it would have been easier. The tension on her limbs did, however, greatly increase the sensations for both of us as I thrust in and out. Soon she was moaning and crying out, but still, because of the awkward position, I couldn’t seem to get to the right spot for either of us to finish. Finally, she started trembling and shaking in orgasm and I spurted within her. Suddenly Queen Boudica was hanging before me. I hate to admit it, but it no longer surprised or shocked me at all. I had evidently gotten so used to Katie changing that I was now jaded to the ...
    whole experience. What did startle me, however, was the fact that she was totally naked. That meant that the butterfly had somehow gone with Katie to wherever it was that she had gone. “The lash,” the Queen cried out. “Use the lash. One hundred strokes.” As I started striking her, she grunted in pain and then said, “You have to hurry. This must end at midnight.” I sped up my lashing and through clenched teeth she asked, “Do you know why this must be done?” “Not a clue,” I replied. “My priests betrayed me,” she explained. “When I told them I would get revenge if it took a thousand years, the chief priest replied ‘Then the punishment will have to last two thousand years.’ He cast a spell over me that would trap me in that day of flogging and rape for that entire time.” She screamed slightly when the knotted ropes of the lash accidently slipped between her legs. Then she forced out the words, “But blood calls to blood across time. I reached out magically to all my descendants, seeking an escape. I found I could reach them in that instant of nothingness just before an orgasm... and at Dark Night.” Another shriek as a wayward cord found a nipple. “Finally I found you and Katie. Not only was she my descendant, you are a descendant of that bastard Suetonius. “As you flog me and rape me tonight,” she continued, “it is the same as if he was doing it. And since it has been more than the two thousand years, the spell will be broken. I will be released. Then I will be able to use my own ...