THE LIMO LADY by Long Tall Mary

For the three lovely ladies, it had been a gala employee party at a swank eatery in midtown Manhattan, with the star attraction being a performance by a trio of male strippers. Replete with the finest, most expensive cuisine and drink, the party goers could imbibe without fear, as the Wall Street brokerage firm had chartered a fleet of limousines to provide free transportation to and from.

This was no longer the case as the three ladies were now bound, gagged and blindfolded, in the rear of a twelve passenger limo. Driven by a tall, elderly lady in a tuxedo, two ski masked males hovered over them. The limo, which they assumed was destined for their homes on Long Island, was instead transporting them to an unknown location, most certainly for some diabolical purpose.

As a career professional dominatrix, I have implemented more than my share of novel and bizarre schemes. The limo scheme, as I shall characterize it, was set in motion when two male acquaintances visited my Long Island home, to display their newest acquisition, a shiny twelve passenger black limo with red interior.

Some might consider the character of my acquaintances, Jeff and Bill, to be dubious. Ages thirty and twenty six respectively,both are gay bondage enthusiasts,with lengthy rap sheetsincluding stolen vehicle trafficking, and have no visible means of support; prudence dictated I not inquire as to how they acquired the $100k plus eye catcher.

After admiring the luxurious limo, I commented that it would be a novel way of transporting my submissive clientele, to and from my home. Bill then broached a scheme he had devised; a Wall Street firm was holding a special party for female employees only, a group of the ladies would be lured into the limo, overpowered, and released after being forced to participate in a pornographic movie.

As the company was hiring limos from several different fleets, Bill and Jeff’s limo would not stand out, except for the fact it would be driven by an elderly six foot female, attired in a tuxedo. The scheme, however bizarre, was plausible and with the event only three days away, we began preparations immediately.

The lucky ladies:

Barb, 39 years old and the oldest, a VP in the HR Dept., a busty   artificial blond lesbian with a domineering personality.

Leslie, 28, a single account executive, a petite blue eyed blond and the most submissive of the three.

Jackie, 24, an unwed mother, and a lowly administrative assistant, the sexiest of the three, a 5’6, 120 pound brunette.

At 11:00PM Barb hailed my limo, “Are you going to Mineola lady”, she asked, “It will be my pleasure to transport you there”, I replied, and the three ladies quickly made themselves at home in the rear of the limo. Barb incurred my disdain immediately, coming off as haughty and condescending. She appeared inebriated and the trio became engrossed in banter. They had not been suspicious of the special face mask I was wearing to conceal my identity.

Bill, Jeff and a third cohort, would follow closely behind in another vehicle, at a yet to be decided destination I would stop the limo, Bill and Jeff would then overpower and restrain the three ladies, while I continued the drive to an abandoned warehouse in another part of Manhattan.

The plan went as scheduled, after driving for about six blocks the cell rang; it was the signal from Bill to pull over. As the three ladies were still engaged in banter, they did not perceive anything unusual, until Bill and Jeff stormed into the passenger compartment.

Both wore ski masks, Bill carried a miniature cattle prod device, and Jeff a pellet pistol. Bill, with his strong masculine voice, announced a robbery and commanded all three ladies to place their hands behind their heads. “You have no right to do this to us”, snapped Barb, Bill’s instant response was to deliver a shock to the portion of her leg exposed beneath her expensive fur coat and short black dress. This was followed by a back hand slap across her face.

“The next one of you bitches to speak will get the same, now on the floor all of you”, barked Bill. The ladies begrudgingly complied as Jeff and Bill moved on to the next phase, which was to restrain each of them. This was accomplished by using zip ties to bind the wrists and ankles of each of the three, followed by the stuffing of a foam ball into each of their mouths, which were then covered with a piece of industrial grade black duct tape.

“I think we need to make an example of the mouthy bitch”, decreed Bill. Using another zip tie, Barb was the only one of the three to be hogtied. In addition a length of rope was fastened around her neck, and then attached to her ankles. “Go ahead and struggle bitch so you can choke yourself”, chortled Bill. A sack was then placed over each of their heads; the three ladies would remain quiet and docile for the remainder of the trip.

During the trip the ladies purses were searched for ID; as a further precaution the batteries were removed from their phones, so as not to risk GPS identification of where they would be held captive. At this point the ladies still believed that robbery was our motive.

Twenty minutes later we arrived at our destination. An overhead door was opened and the limo driven inside the cavernous warehouse. The three ladies were left to ponder their fate for a few minutes, as Bill and I took a freight elevator to the second floor, Jeff remained with the limo.

Inside a large storage room, the fourth actor for the upcoming film was safely restrained. Jake, a twenty year old male had been snatched from somewhere a few hours ago, presently he was naked, sitting on a chair handcuffed to a floor post, and his head covered with a sack identical to the ladies’. Judging from the muffled sounds being uttered, he was gagged as well.He was guarded by another ski masked male, known only to me as Doc.

“Ready for the needle Doc”, asked Bill. Doc nodded as he produced a hypodermic needle and proceeded to inject the moderately erect penis. I’m rather squeamish about such injections but had been informed previously of the purpose. The drug was Papaverine HCl, a potent erectogenic drug, obviously more effective than swallowed pills.

The injection caused Ben to writhe momentarily in pain, but within one minute a rock hard erection occurred. “Don’t worry Jake this will keep you hard enough to fuck the three lovely ladies and I just may decide to have you suck my cock as well”, quipped Bill. Jake shook his head and mumbled in protest as Bill gently massaged the cock, once again commenting on the quality of the erection.

The next task was to deliver the ladies from the limo to the storage room. We decided Barb would go first, after removing her hogtie and ankle restraints, she was walked into the elevator and to the upstairs room. She remained gagged and blindfolded during this period.

Once upstairs the wrist cuffs and blindfold were removed, she was then ordered to strip naked, or face severe torture. She complied without protest; her wrists were then restrained behind her with leather cuffs, and attached to the cable of an overhead winch. This was adjusted upwards for maximal discomfort, leaving her bent over at a forty five degree angle. Her legs were spread by a four foot metal bar, attached to a leather cuff on each ankle.

Leslie and Jackie were led upstairs together, at which time their blindfolds, but not gags, were removed. It was at this time the ladies were informed that they would staring as actresses in an X rated film, if they were cooperative they would be released unharmed within two hours.

To demonstrate the consequences of not cooperating, I took a flogger and delivered fifty strokes to Barb, equally spread over all parts of her body. It gave me great pleasure to see her writhe in pain, and served the purpose of putting the three ladiesin an obedient frame of mind. Jake remained blindfolded but most certainly was receiving the same message.

Leslie was ordered to strip next, off came her black leather full length coat, and followed by her black mini and white ribbed turtle neck sweater. She must have thought that nudity was not required, prompting Bill to take the flogger and deliver a painful lash to her boobs, resulting in her quickly removing the rest of her clothing,then standing with her hands laced behind her head.

Leslie’s restraint mode had already been planned; she was ordered to lie upon a wooden shipping pallet, placed upon the floor, and covered with a quilt. A leather collar around her neck was attached to the frame, preventing her from raising her head more than a few inches;while a set of leg irons were put on her ankles and connected to her leather wrist cuffs, forming a relatively comfortable hogtie.

Jackie promptly stripped as ordered, she was the most unabashed of the three to the indignity, and the most casually attired with slacks, blouse and a blue peacoat. She was ordered to stand at attention for the time being, as with Leslie the zip ties on her wrists were replaced with leather cuffs.

At this time Jake’s head sack was removed, enabling him to see the three ladies for the first time. Up until this time all four had remained gagged, as we didn’t wish to contend with pleas for mercy. The tightly packed gags also served the purpose of forced nose breathing, reducing the ability to physically struggle.

As the plans called for loud erotic sounds, the gags were removed, with a promise of torture to anyone who spoke without permission. Jake’s handcuffs were removed and a rope leash was tightened around his neck. Bill positioned him to the rear of Barb, who remained tightly restrained in a semi spread eagle standing position. Bill, with his masculine voice, would do all the talking.

Knowing that Barb was a lesbian made her a logical choice to be cunt fucked by a young stud. “I think you will like this Jake, you will cunt fuck her from the rear and hold off climax until I tell you otherwise”, he ordered, while fitting him with a condom. Given the rock hard erection, this could be for an extended period.

Barb was ordered to make the loudest erotic sounds she was capable of. Bill promised all four would be tortured if these instructions were disobeyed. Since Jake had not witnessed Barb’s earlier flogging, Bill took a bamboo cane and viciously flailed it across his buttocks.

Jake fumbled as he mounted Barb from the rear, as Bill stood directly behind him pulling tightly on the leash. Finally Jake found the correct position and rhythm but Barb seemed unresponsive. “All right you will have to learn the hard way” announced Bill, who took a flogger and delivered numerous lashes to each of the four captives.

“Barb do what he says”, screamed Leslie. “All right give me a chance”, she replied. For the next fifteen minutes, as the klieg lights blared,with the cameras and audiorolling, Barb’s erotic screams were on a par with any XXX actress. Even Jake seemed to be somewhat turned on. He was then allowed to climax before being forced to sit in the chair again and handcuffed to the post.

It was Jackie’s turn to perform next. The rope leash, which had been used on Jake, was fastened around her neck, she was then ordered to kneel on the pallet skid to the right of Leslie, who was still hogtied and connected to the frame, by a short chain running from her collar loop.

The rope leash was tied to the front of the frame, resulting in her face being sealed to the frame. Unlike Leslie, leather cuffs attached her ankles to the rear of the frame, leaving her in a worship position, ass elevated but not hog tied. 

Bill announced that the next event would be caning both of their buttocks, to see who could endure the most strokes. Each was required to count off the number of strokes, along with “Thank you sir”. If the decibel enunciation were insufficient it would merely prolong the caning. To put the two ladies in a better frame of mind, Bill stated that one or both would likely pass out, and that the pain would persist for days.

The bamboo cane was far more painful than the flogger. Bill would deliver one stroke to Jackie, who would sound off with “one thank you sir”, then one stroke to Leslie, who would do the same. Jeff positioned the camcorder primarily to record the sounds and facial expressions of the ladies, switching intermittently to record the welts being inflicted.

Both ladies took thirty strokes, it was apparent that Leslie was on the verge of passing out, with Jackie in severe pain but capable of enduring more. Both were screaming to the utmost of their ability to satisfy the decibel requirements, and would likely have strained vocal cords for a few days as well.

Leaving Jackie and Leslie to writhe in pain, Bill next turned his attention to Barb, who up until now had received minimal corporal punishment. “You seem to be enjoying the plight of your friends don’t you?” asked Bill.

When Barb failed to reply, Bill delivered one cane stroke to her buttocks, “I expect an answer bitch”, he demanded. “No I’m not enjoying it” was her forced reply. Rather than continue with her caning, Bill turned to nipple torture, attaching a clamp to each nipple. Connected by a short chain Bill repeatedly yanked the chain back and forth, causing Barb to shriek uncontrollably in pain. After about five minutes of this, dutifully recorded by Jeff, Bill removed the clamps.

Bill then turned to Jake, handcuffed to the post, and announced he would be allowed the pleasure of cunt fucking Jackie and Leslie. “They both took their pain well and deserve a bit of pleasure, I’m certain you are hard enough to fuck both of them, but in case you cannot we will simply re inject you”. Jake winced as the handcuffs were once again removed and a rope leash attached around his neck.

After being fitted with a condom Jake was ordered to first fuck Jackie. It was made clear to both Jackie and Leslie that their erotic sounds were to be as loud as those made by Barb earlier.

Jackie’s performance over a ten minute period was satisfactory; after Jake was allowed to climax he was fitted with another condom and ordered to take Leslie. Jake’s performance was beginning to falter as the erection was diminishing in rigidity. Leslie sensing this, and not wishing him to be re injected, faked the necessary sounds.

Somewhere near the ten minute mark Jake was ordered to climax and withdraw. Leslie’s efforts evaded detection by Bill, thus sparing Jake from the trauma of another injection.

Bill complimented Jake on a job well done but then announced “Jake you have had more than your share of pleasure, now I want some of my own”. With Doc holding the rope leash, Jake was ordered to kneel facing Bill and begin the repugnant task of sucking his cock.

Jake’s protests were answered with a painful cane stroke to his rear end, and the promise that all three ladies would be subjected to more torture should he refuse to perform. Jake choose valor over principle, and guided Bill’s cock into his mouth with his hands. He was informed in no uncertain terms of what was expected of him; no contact with his teeth and that he would hold Bill’s ejaculate until ordered to swallow it.

Much to my dismay, I was limited to being an observer of these depravities; my only contribution was having been allowed earlier to inflict an adulterated fifty lashes to Barb. The fact that I was being compensated one thousand dollars for my services, made this somewhat more bearable.

After Jake climaxed, Bill congratulated the actors for their services. “Unfortunately we can’t compensate you but the video will be a hot seller, worth at least ten grand” he announced, with his obvious satisfaction concealed by his ski mask.

The ladies restraints were removed and they were allowed to dress, each was then blindfolded and led to the limo. It was explained that if the blindfolds were not removed they would all be chauffeured to and dropped off somewhere on Long Island. Should they be removed all bets were off, and the ladies would be sold into slavery. Bill strongly suggested they not report the matter to the police, but realistically we expected they would.

Jake was once again handcuffed to the post and blind folded, he was to be released later. As a cock cage, butt plug and a bottle of baby oil were lying next to him on the floor, I strongly suspect he was to be further used sexually by his captors prior to that.

Bill and Jeff rode in the back of the limo, there was no conversation by anyone, and the ladies were quite compliant before they were dropped off. I was then chauffeured to my home.

It was the last time I would see the limousine. Bill had made arrangements for it to be sold to a drug dealer in South America; it was immediately taken to a shipping terminal and placed upon an ocean going freighter.

THE END