Patty Joe Anderson

   Patty Jo Anderson….Red headed, Blue eyed, and all attitude! She came by it naturally, though. Her dad was full blooded Irish. The first time I met him he threatened me with my life if I hurt his daughter or his granddaughter.  The irony of it was that she had built walls around her heart and there was no chance I would ever get close enough to do any damage.

   I met her while I was a patient at St. Johns hospital for a week, she was a nurse working the night shift. I flirted shamelessly and made her laugh every time she came into the room even though I was in a lot of pain, and that won me a date the weekend after I was dismissed.

    A month after I met her I made love to her. It wasn’t just sex, and she didn’t make love to me, I worked very hard that night to please her. Afterwards, I was lying on my back, her head was on my chest, and I remember thinking that I had never met anyone with such thick hair as I ran my fingers through it. I knew her mind was running at 100 mph because her fingers kept making little circles on my stomach. I just lay there quietly waiting for her to share her thoughts with me. Finally she said “This time it was all about me, next time I want it to be all about you. What is your wildest fantasy?” I hesitantly explained that my ex and I had experimented with bondage and discipline and then held my breath to see what she would say. I figured she would call me a pervert and never want to see me again. The silence seemed to last forever, and then she said “I will make a deal with you. If the Cardinals win the game Saturday, I will do anything you want starting immediately after the game, through the night and all day Sunday. If the Cowboys win, your body will be mine to do anything with I want for the same period of time”. Now it was my turn to think things over. I had always been the dominate one with my ex and wasn’t at all sure about being the one tied up and tormented. Finally, I agreed and can’t express how happy I was to win the bet the next two weeks in a row.

   I was an amateur at the game of bondage it turned out. I had no toys, just a pair of handcuffs, some rope, an old belt, cloths pins, and a ping pong paddle. I kept her naked and restrained the entire time. I paddled her cute little ass with the ping pong paddle, used the belt all over her body and put the cloths pins on her nipples. I had her on her knees sucking me off with her hands cuffed behind her, tied spread eagle on the bed with a pillow under her ass while I shaved her bush off, and then I used her for pure raw sex. However, the majority of the time was spent trying to see how many times I could bring her to orgasm with my hands and tongue. She took everything I dished out and never complained. The second week I added another aspect to the game. I had her stand at the kitchen table and spread her legs while I tied them to the table legs. I asked her to bend over and tied her arms across the table so she couldn’t move. Then I lubed her ass and had anal sex with a woman for the first time in my life.

   The third time we made the bet she wanted to up the ante to a full weekend. She suggested our game would start on the following Friday evening after I got off work and last until Sunday evening. I was feeling invincible and agreed. Her team won their game, and our game was about to go to a whole new level. The ball game ended at 4 pm on a Saturday and she wanted to go shopping….. at Race Brothers Farm supply. I thought she had lost her mind, it turns out she needed toys. When we arrived she told me to grab a shopping cart and we proceeded to the pet supplies where she picked out black leather dog collars that fit my wrists, and two more collars that went just above my elbows. She found two more that fit my ankles…..and one that fit my neck. Of course she needed a leash to go with the collars. All the time she ignored the farmers watching us! She picked out a riding crop in the equestrian department. Quick release snap hooks, two small padlocks, an eye bolt, a 1” diameter chrome steel ring and rope in the hardware department. She found small lead weights in the fishing department. She handed me a package of 36 inch long rawhide shoe strings from the boot department, and not to be forgotten, a timer. I learned to really hate the timer the following weekend. It looked like an oversized metal egg timer with a knob on the front that could be set for any time up to 24 hrs in 15 minute increments. We went to the counter and she stepped back to let me pay for everything.

   We left Race Brothers Farm Supply, went north on Kansas Expressway, turned right on Norton road toward the fairgrounds and then took a left on the old Highway 13 road. A few miles out she had me pull into the parking lot of an adult bookstore I never knew existed. We went inside and the lady behind the counter was very surprised and excited to see Patty again. They talked for about 45 minutes catching up on the past, and then the lady asked Patty if she wanted to purchase anything. It turns out she did. In front of every guy in the place Patty announced I had lost a bet and would spend next weekend as her “boy toy”. I would need a locking chastity device, a strap on 9” long and 1 ½” in diameter, adjustable nipple clamps, a blind fold, anal lube and a cat-of-nine tails whip. The sales lady asked if she wanted desensitizing, regular, or sensitizing anal lube. Patty chose the sensitizing to “make sure the experience would be as memorable as possible”. The woman looked at me, smiled and said “Oh, he must be a virgin”. The sales lady picked up a device called Hells Gate and persuaded Patty that it would help keep me hard during such a strenuous ordeal.  I was starting to realize that I was in way over my head. Patty stepped back and watched while I paid the bill.

    We left the Adult book store and went to her home. Just before getting out of the car she said we needed to visit her neighbors to borrow a couple tools. Trish and Rick were a married couple who I had met previously. Trish was a pretty little blonde and Patty’s best friend. We visited for a while before she told them she needed to hang some new decorations and asked if we could borrow a drill, bits, and a stud finder. The women wandered off to talk while Rick and I went into his garage to get the tools. Patty and I went back to her house after assuring him we would return the tools shortly. We unloaded the car and went into her bedroom. She owned a king size heavy wooden bed that had carved posts about waist high on each corner. The posts were topped with balls about 4” in diameter and a carved bar that went across the end of the bed between the posts. She placed a chair at the end of the bed and handed me the stud finger. “Find a stud in the ceiling as near the center of the bed as possible”. I found a stud that was a few inches away from the end of the bed and she stood back to approve a spot that appeared to be  centered right to left at the end of the bed. I drilled a ¼” hole and screwed in the eye bolt. While I was finishing she was reading the directions for the male chastity device. “I think I have this thing figured out, take off your clothes, spread your legs and put your hands behind your head”. My heart was pounding as I slowly removed my shoes, socks, shirt, jeans, and underwear. She spent some time fumbling before realizing she couldn’t get it on me because I was getting an erection from the attention. That seemed to irritate her, and she announced that I had better enjoy the next few minutes because it would be awhile before I was going to get any satisfaction again. She proceeded to give me a blow job, and then concentrated on installing the “cage” to her satisfaction. She locked it on, and smiled as she slipped the key onto a necklace and then around her neck. “The cage will stay on until Friday evening when you get here to start your weekend as my boy toy” she stated with an evil little smile on her face. I got dressed as she stored the rest of our purchases in her closet, then we went next door to visit with her neighbors. I heard the women laughing in the kitchen as they prepared dinner, and Trish kept looking at the front of my jeans the rest of the evening.

    Patty and I slept together that night, but she refused to remove the cage or have sex. We spent the day Sunday eating brunch and shopping for clothes for her daughter. She asked a couple of times if the chastity device was painful and I told her it was uncomfortable enough to always be on my mind, but not particularly painful. Sunday afternoon I left for home so she could greet her daughter and get a nap before retuning to work that night.

    I found out the chastity device wasn’t painful until I started to get an erection, and then it was hell. I could urinate easy enough, but not standing up. By Friday I was desperate to get it off! The plant where I worked had a locker room and showers, however I was very reluctant to take a shower in front of the guys while wearing a chastity device. When I finished my shift Friday I undressed very cautiously and wrapped a towel around my waist. I made sure no one could see me as I showered, and wrapped the towel back around my waist to go back to the lockers. I put my shirt on first and let it hang down to cover myself up before sliding my underwear and jeans on. Patty worked nights, and I worked days. She had left work about the same time my alarm had gone off to wake up and she had slept all day while I worked. We had only talked on the phone twice that week, and she asked me how I was doing with the cage. I explained that as long as I didn’t have an erection it wasn’t too bad, however once in a while it would pinch me. She laughed and told me to remember that my body was hers to use and abuse every time it bit me. When I arrived at her house she was busy getting her daughter ready to be picked up by her ex and told me to make myself comfortable. I nervously sat on the couch and waited. A short time later her daughter began her weekend with her dad, and my ordeal began.

    “Take your clothes, watch and glasses off and put them in the coat closet, you won’t need them again until Sunday evening. Oh, by the way….there is a keyed lock on that closet now, be sure to lock it when your done”….There was no “hello, how are you”. No “I missed you and I love you”. Just an order to strip nude and lock my clothes in a closet.  She sat in a chair and watched while I nervously removed my clothes in front of her. I hung them in the closet, set the lock, and closed the door. “Good, lets get started shall we?” she asked way too cheerfully. She picked up the blindfold, stood up and walked to me. It was the last thing I saw for the rest of the night. Time as I knew it ceased to exist. I did not know if it was still light outside or dark and I could see no clock. I had no idea if 15 minutes had passed or 2 hours. However, shortly my entire world would revolve around the timer we bought from Race Brothers. First she put the collars around my wrists and then the ones above my elbows. She used quick release snap hooks to connect my right wrist to my left elbow and my left wrist to my right elbow behind my back. Later I tried to see if I could release myself, but that turned out to be impossible. She put the larger collar around my neck, and finished with the two on my ankles. My insides had turned to mush by this time and a mixture of fear and anticipation raced through me.

   “I’ll bet you are ready to get this cage off, huh?” Oh yeah, I can’t tell you how much I wanted it off. She unlocked it and while she started taking it off I could feel myself starting to get hard. When it was off she said “I want to replace the cage with a toy called “Hells Gate”, however we have the same problem as when I tried to put the chastity device on you. We are going to have to find a way to make you soft before I can put it on”. Yes!!! I am thinking another blow job is coming my way, and I could really use one! She started playing with my nipples, and then kissed them, and I was wondering if I could cum by having my nipples stimulated alone. When they were hard as pebbles, she put a clamp on one and my mind slammed into reverse. While I was processing this change of my plans she placed a clamp on the other nipple and let the chain hang that connected the two. “Let me know when you are soft enough to put your new toy on” she said being way too cheerful to suit me again. The clamps were not adjusted to deliver immediate pain, but they sure had my full attention. Discomfort slowly began to turn to pain. Pain slowly turned to shooting pain. Shooting pain slowly turned into fireworks every time my heart beat. I don’t know when I lost my erection, but I know it wasn’t long before I was begging her to remove the clamps. She laughed and said she would take them off as soon as she had the “Hells Gate” on me. It seemed like an eternity before the device was locked on and the clamps were removed.

   When my breathing returned to normal and she knew I could focus on her, she started speaking very softly to me. “You need to understand the rules for the next few hours. This new device will let you get an erection, but will make it very difficult to cum. You will learn that I am the worlds best cock teaser! I intend to keep you on the verge of cuming all weekend, but you will not get satisfaction no matter how much you beg. And it is alright for you to beg, in fact it turns me on. You just need to realize that it will not happen this weekend. Also, I think your nipples are way too sensitive for a man. I am going to spend the rest of this evening toughing them up for you. Isn’t that nice of me? Here’s the plan, I am going to set the timer for an hour and when it goes off I am going to put the clamps back on you for a while. We are going to repeat this procedure all evening.” I heard someone moan, and figured out it was me.

   She asked if I was thirsty, and put a straw to my lips. The whole weekend she made sure I stayed hydrated. I realized by the middle of the day Saturday that she was feeding me no solid food. A lot of Gatorade, V-8 juice, Jell-O, pudding, tomato soup, and yogurt made up my diet. I found it very embarrassing to be tied up and spoon fed. When I asked to go to the bathroom she would follow me in, stand behind me and aim my cock at the toilet. When I needed to take a dump, she would release my wrists, but the door stayed open and she watched to make sure I didn’t take the opportunity to take off the blindfold or pleasure myself.

   When the timer went off the first time my heart rate went up five points. She gently touched my nipples and they were still sore from the previous torment. She put one clamp on and I winced, and with the second one I was already at the point of pain. Pain quickly went to white hot pain, and in minutes the fireworks went through the roof.  When I asked her to removed them, she stated that they would not do any permanent damage and I needed to “man up”. She started pulling on the chain and twisting the clamps. I nearly went to my knees from the pain. After what seemed an eternity she took them off. The pain increased for a few minutes while the blood returned. She touched my nipples with her finger nails and waited for a few seconds, then flicked them and I jumped from the intense pain. She lightly squeezed them and I realized I was jerking at the cuffs around my wrists from the pain. The torment finally ended and she waited for my breathing to return to normal. She gently touched my cheek and softly said “You did so good, I am going to reward you with some pleasure.” She started stroking my cock until I was hard and kept at it until I was at the point of pure joy….and then she quit.

    She kissed me and asked how my shoulders were doing. I realized they were aching from being tied for so long. She released me and had me sit on a hard kitchen chair. She tied my wrist to the chair rails, then she tied the collars at my elbows to the chair. She had me spread my feet and tied my ankles to the chair legs. She gave me a shoulder rub for a long, long time and told me how much she loved me. I could hear the timer ticking away on the table letting me know my torment would begin again shortly.

   The front door opened and I heard Trish call out “It’s me! Where are you guys?”  My heart raced and my breathing stopped. I waited to hear Patty panic like I was and tell Trish not to come in, but to my astonishment Patty said “Hey Trish, were in the kitchen. Come on in!” I was mortified to know that Trish would see me naked and tied to a chair, wearing dog collars on my wrists and steel rings on my private parts. They started a conversation as if I wasn’t there.

Trish “How is his training going?”

Patty “Slow, I have been concentrating on his nipples this evening. They are way too sensitive for a man!”

Trish “I would give anything to be able to help. Rick is always the one dishing out the pain, and I am always on the receiving end. He doesn’t believe a real man would ever submit to a woman”

Patty “Russ is trying to prove to me how much he truly wants me. I think he may be a keeper, but it’s going to be a long weekend for him. I will just have to see how committed he is. If you really want to see what the other side is like, you are welcome to give it a try. The timer is about to go off and it’s time to work on him again”

Trish “Wow, I would love too, let me see the clamps. Can I adjust them tighter? And I need a couple of ice cubes”

Patty “Sure, anything you want!”

   I heard one of them getting ice cubes from the refrigerator door just before the timer went off. Trish walked up behind me and I heard Patty take a seat in front of me. I held my breath as Trish placed the ice cubes on my nipples. They were already so sore that the cold brought intense pain. When she was satisfied they were hard she put aside the ice cubes, opened the clamps and held them to my nipples. I was terrified at the thought of what they would feel like this time. All of my fears came to pass when she let them close. The pain was unbelievable! She immediately started pulling and twisting the clamps. It felt as though she was tearing them off my chest. I begged her to stop, but she laughed and told me they were doing no permanent harm and to get tough. She said Rick sometimes tortured her tits for hours. It seemed like an eternity before she stopped and removed the clamps.

   The conversation between them started again, as though I couldn’t hear.

Trish “Is he any good with his tongue?”

Patty laughing “He thinks he is, but he really needs a lot of training there too”

Trish “Can I help?”

Patty “Sure, take off your jeans and make yourself comfortable”

    I couldn’t believe what was happening to me. I felt someone’s breathe in my ear, and Patty sweetly said “I will make you a deal, if you do exactly as I say, I will not put the nipple clamps back on you the rest of the weekend. Do we have a deal?”  I shook my head yes emphatically!  Trish moved chairs to each side of mine and climbed on them spreading her legs to each side of me. She grabbed hold of my head with both hands and moved her mound to my face. Patty started giving detailed instructions in my ear on how she wanted me to please Trish. When I was done, my jaw and tongue ached. Patty got up, warmed a wash cloth and cleaned my face as they talked.

Trish “Have you been working on the “tease and denial” part of his training?”

Patty “Some, do you want to do the good cop bad cop routine with me?

Trish “Sure, if I can be the bad cop!”

Patty “Watch what a little crushed ice can do”

I heard the ice dispenser of the refrigerator again and a few seconds later I felt Patty’s hair on my thighs. She took my cock in her mouth, but instead of the warm I was expecting it was ice cold. She kept working on me until I was rock hard, and continued until I was begging her not to stop. She did stop at the last moment and then said “Silly boy, you know your not going to get any satisfaction this weekend!” At that moment Trish ran her hands down my chest from behind me and started torturing my nipples with her fingers. I was so sore I begged her to stop. The two of them repeated the process so many times I lost count. Finally Trish announced that it was time for her to go home. She informed me that Rick “striped her ass with a riding crop every week” According to her, the stripes would begin to fade after a week, and Friday nights were reserved to refresh them. Patty untied me and had me stand up while she fastened the wrist cuffs behind my back. She asked me to kneel and told me to pleasure her. She pulled my head to her mound with both hands and I went to work.

   When she was satisfied, she attached the leash to my collar and had me stand. I was led to the bathroom where she took a warm wash cloth and went over my entire body. Next she led me to the bed and I heard her pull the covers back. My hands were released from behind my back and refastened in front of me, and then I was instructed to lie down on my back. My feet were spread about two feet apart and tied to the end of the bed. My wrists were tied to the top of the bed just over my head. She covered me and slipped in beside me. She put her pillow over my shoulder and I could feel her breath on my cheek. Her arm was on my chest, and her leg was curled over mine. The last thing I remember before drifting off into a deep sleep was a kiss on the cheek and her telling me she loved me.

    I awoke with a raging hard on and was starting to understand why the device was named “Hells Gate”. The steel ring around the base of my cock was making me extremely tender. “Good Morning Lover” Patty cheerfully announced. I wondered how long I had slept, and what time it was, but with the blindfold on it was impossible to tell. Patty went to work on me. Little kisses everywhere, her fingers roaming all over my body, whispering in my ear how much she wanted me, and to my surprise she mounted me when I begged her to. Just as I was about to explode, she raised herself off me and started playing with my very sore nipples. As I was about to go soft, she started teasing me all over again. I had never been so frustrated in my life. This went on forever and eventually there came a point where I could no longer get it up, no matter how much I wanted relief. “I believe the stallion has been saddle broke” she said with glee. Minutes passed while my breathing returned to normal and my mind settled down. When I was relaxed again I felt something soft like a dozen strings being drawn down my body. Patty softly explained “This is the cat-o-nine tails whip we bought. I am going to start with it, and every hour when the timer goes off I will choose something to whip you or paddle you with”. A few seconds later fire erupted across my chest from the whip. “How many strokes do you think you can take every hour?” she asked. Another burst of fire, this time across my thighs. “I think fifteen, what do you think?” she asked. This time the whip landed across my stomach. “Ten” I said, “I think ten would be enough!”  “Alright, ten it is then” she said quietly. Six more were delivered across my chest, stomach, and legs. “How many is that? Did you count?” she asked. “Nine, that was nine!” I exclaimed. “The last one will really hurt” she said while stroking my cheek. I heard her walk to the end of the bed and knew what was coming. I felt the strike between my legs before the pain registered. A second later I heard someone screaming and realized it was me. I worked hard at catching my breath again, then silence followed for a few seconds. Then I heard her set the timer and listened while it started ticking away.

     The leash was put on my collar, my legs were released, and then my wrists. I was led to the bathroom and the door was closed. She took the blindfold and collar around my neck off for the first time since I had arrived. It dawned on me that the bathroom was an interior room with no windows and I still had no concept of the day or time. She let me use the toilet, brush my teeth, shave and wash off, then put the collar, leash and blindfold back on. My wrists were connected behind my back and I was led to the kitchen. She had me sit at the table while she prepared breakfast. I was hoping for some solid food, but it was liquid again and spoon fed to me. I remained seated at the table listening to the timer while she puttered around the house for a while. The timer went off way too soon. She took hold of the leash and had me stand up. “We are going to see how strong the eye bolt you installed in the ceiling of my bedroom is” she stated. Once in her bedroom she connected the two collars around my ankles together and unfastened my wrists only to reconnect them in front of me. I felt her fastening a rope to the wrist cuffs and then pull on the rope which raised my arms toward the eye bolt in the ceiling. She tied it off to the rail at the end of the heavy bed. I tried to pull down on the rope, but the bed was too heavy to budge.

     I heard Trish’s sunny voice from the front of the house say “Hey guys, where are you?” Patty patted me on the back and said “Don’t go anywhere sweetie” and added so Trish could hear “We are in the bedroom, come on back!” Once again a dialogue started between them as if I wasn’t in the room.

Trish “How is his training going?”

Patty “Not bad, we are ready for his second whipping”

Trish “Check out this book I found on relationships, it says by now he should know fifty important things about your life!”

Patty “Like what, let me see”

Trish “I think we should test him to see how well he listens to you, You ask the questions while I torment him, and if he can’t answer in ten seconds, I will give him a swat with the ping pong paddle he used on you!”

Patty “Sounds like fun to me, let me get you the paddle”

    Trish stepped to my left side and started running the fingers of her left hand on my chest, down to my stomach, and then playing with my pubic hair. Patty handed her the paddle and Trish placed it against my butt with her right hand while continuing to tease me with her left. Patty asked the first question from the book “What was my maiden name”. I was thinking hard …”Wait, I know this”…..but before I could answer the paddle came crashing down on my ass. Patty laughed and while Trish caressed my balls she asked the second question “When is my birthday?”. I was so concerned with Trish fondling my balls that I missed the question and once again got the paddle. Trish was concerned she could not bring me to an erection no matter how much attention she gave me. Patty informed her that she had completely worn me out. I wondered if I would ever get hard again. I only got a handful of the fifty questions correct and my butt was really sore by the time the game was finished. After Trish left, my wrists were connected behind my back and the leash was connected to my collar. I was led once again to a hard kitchen chair to rest and listen to the timer.

    When the timer went off Patty announced it was time to get me ready for the game. The Game!  That meant that it was about noon Saturday. That meant I still had the rest of the day Saturday and all day Sunday to go. I wasn’t sure I could handle another day and a half of this torment. Patty had me stand  and started speaking “It’s a good thing you can’t get hard while I get you ready for the game because I need you soft. However I need your cock out of the way, so I am going to tie one of these three foot long boot laces around the tip of it and you are going to hold it out of my way with your teeth. Now, don’t let go! Next I am finding the middle of the other boot lace and I am going to loop it around the top of your ball sack like this. I am going to cross it and pull it snug like so. Oh, that’s not too tight is it? Now another loop around your ball sack, cross the laces once again, and pull it snug. See, I still have two foot of the laces hanging down. Oh, that’s right, you can’t see. Well take my word for it, OK? Now I will put the ends of the laces through the 1” steel ring we bought. Now, for the hard part, I need to fish the ends of the laces through the loops around your balls. STOP SQUIRRMING! OK, I will pull the ends very slowly because I don’t want the friction to hurt these sensitive parts. I know, I am so kind aren’t I? There, now the ring is against the bottom of your ball sack. If I pull a little more the laces will separate your balls on each side. Quit Whimpering! I like that, they are tied away from your cock and into individual packages. Now one more loop around your ball sack and tie the ends together like this. I am finished, you can let go now. We are going to watch the game in my bedroom, well technically you are going to listen to the game while I watch it.” She took the leash and led me to the eye bolt at the end of her bed. She brought my hands in front of me and attached the rope to the cuffs before raising them high over my head. She asked me to spread my legs, and then insisted I spread them further. She tied the ankle cuffs to the bed posts so they remained spread. “Rick was kind enough to drill holes in the top of this plastic cup. I am going to use the other boot lace to hang the cup from the steel ring at the bottom of your balls. The plan is this, when my team gets a point I am going to put one of these small lead fishing weights in the cup. A touch down is six points, so that means six lead weights. If your team gets a point, I will remove one. I hear it’s supposed to be a high scoring game!” I felt the cup swinging between my knees when she was finished. “Oh, and one more thing, I know you like the commercials. I am going to give you one stroke with the cat-o-nine tails for a fifteen second commercial, two for a thirty second one and four for a one minute commercial. I hated the commercials because I would jerk when she whipped me and the cup full of weights would start swinging and pulling on my balls. It was the longest game I ever endured. By the end of it I was exhausted and every part of my body ached. My team lost and she happily announced that we would get to do this all over again next weekend. I wasn’t sure I would make it through this one.  She untied me from the eye bolt and let me lie down on the bed. My hands were tied to the head board and I fell asleep immediately.

    I awoke hungry and she untied my hands from the bed, then cuffed my wrists behind me again. The leash was attached to the ring under my balls this time and I was led to the kitchen to be spoon fed. Because of my diet I had not needed to take a take a dump in the toilet for hours. I realized later that was by plan and design, she wanted me cleaned out. After she fed me I was led to the foot of the bed using the leash attached to my balls. She knelt on the bed and pulled the leash until my waist was against the bar running across the end of the bed. She used the leash to tie my balls to the bar. I was asked to spread my legs and once again they were tied far apart. She looped her arm around my elbows and pulled them within a few inches of touching each other, and connected the collars. This became very uncomfortable very quickly. She then attached the rope from the eye bolt to the wrist cuffs. She knelt on the end of the bed, placed her hands on my cheeks and kissed me on the lips.

     Patty started speaking very very softly “Russ there is something I need to share with you that no one else knows. When I was sixteen we had a neighbor who was twenty and really good looking. I had flirted with him for two years and he always ignored me. One summer morning I heard him and two of his friends talking and decided this time I was going to get his attention. I put on my daisy duke shorts and my smallest halter top. My parents were at work or I would have never got out of the house dressed like that. His parents were on vacation that week and his friends were staying at his house. To make a long story short, they decided to rape me. I begged them not to, but they laughed and said to relax because it was going to happen no matter what. I begged them to stop, but they continued for hours. I told them I couldn’t take anymore, but they told me I had no choice. I threatened to tell the police and my dad, but they told me I wouldn’t because I would be too embarrassed to let anyone know I had been raped. They let me go just before my parents got home from work, and they were right, I was too embarrassed to tell anyone. I have never been so humiliated, so scared, or endured so much pain. The men in my life don’t have a clue what it was like and can’t relate. I am going to give you the chance to get a small idea of what I went through. I am going to fuck you in the ass until I cum. There is nothing you can do to stop it. When you think you can’t take anymore, you will have no choice but to take it. You will never tell anyone what happened because you will be too embarrassed for anyone to know you let a woman rape you.”

    She got off the bed and pulled on the rope. My arms went up which caused me to bend over. She pulled until my forehead was touching the bed and tied the rope off. I heard her take off her jeans and then I heard the buckles of the strap on. I was scared and asked her not to hurt me. She told me “Relax good looking and just let it happen”. I felt something cold touch my ass hole and realized it was the lube she had bought and I started shaking as she worked it into me. She wiped her hands off, placed the fake cock against my virgin ass hole and grabbed my hips with her hands. In one hard push she forced it all the way in and held it there for what seemed like forever. The pain was incredible, it felt like a telephone pole was in me. She slowly pulled out, rested it against my burning hole a few seconds and listened as I begged her to stop. It slammed into me again….and again…and again until I pleaded with her that I could take no more. She laughed and told me I had no choice. An eternity passed until I felt her push it all the way in and quiver as she had an orgasm. Finally my rape was over, and I hurt everywhere. My legs, back, shoulders ached from being bent over and my ass was on fire. I listened as she took her time washing up. I winced as she took a warm wash cloth and wiped my sore ass hole. It was hard to raise upright when she lowered the rope holding my wrists, and hurt to bring my feet together when she untied my ankles. At last she untied the leash from the bed rail, and led me the living room with it.

    Every step hurt like hell, but I had no choice except to follow. She asked if I was in much pain, then said she had something that would help. I opened my mouth to accept a pill and then washed it down with a drink from a straw. I was so glad when she released my elbows from each other, my shoulders were killing me. I was told to kneel and she turned my collar so that the ring was in back. She released my wrists and I took the opportunity to roll my shoulders for a while to ease the pain. I stopped and waited to see what was in store for me next and was surprised when she fastened my wrist together behind my head to the collar. She explained that she was going to sit on the floor in front of the couch and watch a movie. I was to lay face up with my ass on her lap. I tried to figure out some graceful way of going from my knees to my back, but it was extremely awkward to get in the position she required without the use of my hands. When I was settled, she used the remote to start her movie and I became her toy once again. I was pleasantly surprised when she started untying the boot lace from around my balls, and to my surprise I started getting an erection again. She laughed and informed me the pill she gave me was super strength Viagra. I found out later that being a nurse gave her access to a lot of prescription drugs and she was certain the pill she gave me would last the rest of the weekend. The Hells Gate was really living up to its name, I was very sore by this time and she found a way to clip the leash to it. She spent the entire movie teasing me to within a hairs breath of release, and then waiting until I went soft, only to do it all over again.

    When the movie was over she had me kneel again while she went to the rest room and came back with a couple of toys. She sat  down and told me to resume my position over her lap, but this time she wanted my ass up. Awkwardly I lay across her lap and waited to see what she was going to do to me next. She explained “Rick was kind to Trish when he opened her ass up. He slowly used a small butt plug shaped like a Christmas tree for a week on her. When she got used to the small one he went to the medium size. The medium size is the same diameter around at its biggest point as the strap on I used on you. Rick took two weeks to open her up slowly before he fucked her ass. I am going to use both on you during the two hours of my next movie.” I heard the movie start, and felt the cold lube being applied to my sore ass again. She spent the first hour working the small butt plug in and out of my ass, and the second hour stretching me open with the medium one.  This had to be the most humiliating part of the entire weekend to me. When the movie was over she left the medium butt plug in my ass and told me to stand. It was not only awkward as hell, but painful as hell. She led me to the bedroom and every step was pure torment. She had me lay on the bed, tied me face up with my ankles together, and spread the covers over me. A few minutes later she was curled up next to me and cheerfully said “Sweet dreams lover”.

    If I had not been so exhausted I could not have slept. I awoke with the painful reality of an ass full of butt plug and a constant hard on from the Viagra and the Hells Gate. After untying me I was told to sit up, and that made the pain escalate. In the bathroom I brushed my teeth, shaved and mentally prepared myself for another day of abuse. I was fed a liquid breakfast once again while sitting on a hard wooden kitchen chair which forced the plug painfully up into me.

    Trish bounced through the front door with a cheerful “Good Morning!” “How is his training going?”

Patty “Very Good! I have been opening him up using your butt plugs. He is still wearing the medium one I put in him last night”

Trish “Oh my, that is going to hurt coming out! I would loan you my large one, but Rick still uses it on me when he’s in the mood”

Patty “That’s all right, maybe I will have Russ buy one for himself  next week”

Trish “Have you striped his ass yet?”

Patty “Nope, your just in time to watch”

Trish “Are you going to leave the plug in while you do it?”

Patty “ I hadn’t thought about it, you think I should?”

Trish “It makes me clench my cheeks around it and drives it into me a little every time the riding crop strikes. I think he will like it. You wouldn’t let me do the honors would you? I would love to know what it feels like to use a crop on someone.”

Patty “Sure, what are friends for anyway. Also, I was going to use my strap on one last time before I send him home. Amber and her dad will be home in a couple of hours, so I think we should bring this weekend to an end soon. Would you like to try my strap on too?”

Trish “YES! This is so great! Thanks!”

      Patty turned the collar around on my throat so the ring was in front again and connected the leash to it. My right wrist was connected to my left elbow and my left wrist to my right elbow behind my back again. She had me stand up and turn so my waist was touching the table, then she walked around to the other side. She pulled on the leash until I was bent over the table, and then tied it to a table leg. Trish told me to spread my legs, and then tied my ankles to the table legs on my side of the table. Patty sat in a chair in front of me, took my head in her hands and started talking quietly to me. “You have done so good this weekend. And since your team lost yesterday, we get to do it all over again next weekend. Won’t that be fun? I want you to wear my stripes on your ass all week to remind you who you belong to and I am going to leave the Hells Gate locked on you all week too. It won’t be quite as bad as the cage you wore for me last week. Trish is going to lay seven stripes on you now, one for each day of the week….. Go ahead Trish”

    When the stripes had been applied to my ass, Patty removed my blind fold. She sat in the chair across from me and held my head in her hands again. “Trish is going to remove the butt plug now and it is going to be very painful. The reason is because your body has absorbed all of the lubricant I used when I put it in and it will come out dry. Then she is going to use my strap on just to see what it’s like to fuck someone. After she is satisfied we will untie you and let you get dressed. I know you will want some solid food, but I wouldn’t recommend it for a few days until you are healed back there…………... Go ahead and take it out Trish”

   She was right, the pain was unbelievable. I watched as Trish took her jeans off and Patty helped buckle the strap on around her waist.  I trembled as Trish walked behind me and worked the cold lubricant into me. I felt the head of the strap on rest against my sore ass hole and as I looked into Patty’s blue eyes she said “I love you so much for showing me how much you want me Russ. No other man has ever fulfilled my fantasy. Keep looking into my eyes and you can get through this………… Go ahead Trish”  

   Patty was right, I thought I was going to die from the pain, but I survived.  And I should have waited a few days to heal before I ate solid food, but I didn’t. And last but not least, I haven’t told anyone about letting Patty rape me until now, I am too embarrassed. I told the guys at work the next day I had hurt my back playing football with friends and that is why I was walking so slowly.