In The Beginning (by Liz)
My husband has come up with an idea of how to spice up our sex life. Why it needs spicing up I just don't know, (maybe that's the reason?!). Anyway he wants us to write an erotic short story together. Sounds a bit too kinky for me, but I'm going to give it a go anyway, (just to keep him happy!). I suggested we document it on a blog, (if we are going to be kinky, we may as well go all the way!) The parts Shaun writes will be in blue and the parts I write will be purple.
The name of the story is called:
This rather titillating story begins when Doctors Charles and Dana Beige were kidnapped from their hotel car park by three masked hoodlums armed with assault rifles. Once into the very unimaginative black van they were fitted with both hand and ankle cuffs that were joined by a chain; and read what can only be thought of as their rights, which included rewards and punishments. They were guaranteed that they would not be harmed, well, that they would not be beaten to a pulp or murdered. They were promised that if they cooperated theirs was to be more of an adventure than an ordeal. A promise that both Charles and Dana found hard to believe.
Uncomfortable as it was, the hours of driving passed without much to comment upon, but all of that was soon to change. The van came to a stop. The rear door of the van opened and the hoodlums disembarked one at a time before ordering the somewhat disheveled couple to “get out”. The hoodlums appeared to have multiplied. There must have been at least fifty of them, all dressed in black. The guards from the van took their masks off, smiling, they simply handed Charles and Dana over to the others, gave a slight nod, turned and left. Flanked on both sides by armed guards, the couple walked through what appeared to be an underground car park, through a security door, down a couple of flights of stairs and into a large poorly lit room divided into a number of cells. Still chained, the couple was separated, each locked into a cell on different sides of the large room. The guards locked the cell doors and left via the stairs by which they entered. The couple was left to themselves for the first time since the abduction.
Before they had any chance to discuss their situation a door swung open at the far end of the room. Six rather scantily clad yet armed women entered. They approached Dana’s cell, unlocked it and ushered her out. Stopping in front of Charles’s cell door one of them said, “we’ll be back for you in a few moments; and don’t worry, she won’t be harmed”. Shortly after they left, Charles heard another, kind of sweet voice. A young woman named Leah was being held in one of the far cells. “So the Boss has some new toys”, said Leah. “New toys?” Charles asked. “Well, I take it you’re not here as paying guests, or by your free will”. “Well no. We were abducted from our hotel”. “Nice to make your acquaintance, um.” “Charles; and my wife’s name is Dana”. Before Charles could ask any questions about what to expect, the door at the far end of the room swung open again and the same set of guards entered once again.
Charles, was ushered out just as Dana had been. After leaving the cell block he was taken through a maze of corridors before entering a rather grand room, divided by satin curtains. He was made to stand on a particular spot. His ankle cuffs were further located to stirrups extending from the floor. His hand cuffs were also replaced by a new set of cuffs attached to chains descending from the ceiling. His arms were drawn up until his arms were fully stretched. The curtains receded so that Charles and Dana faced each other, about twenty feet apart.
A well dressed, yet masked woman sat in an antique chair at one end of the room flanked by two naked guards on either side. Once she had their full attention Freja rose, walked toward them and said, “here at Hedon’s Bend you will be expected to live according to a code of conduct. You will not be needing clothes, blankets or towels. Dana will be allowed to wear underwear while she is having her period, but she will be expected to wax all of her pubic hair”. The naked guards then walked forward, presenting a large pair of scissors from behind their backs and proceeded to cut off all of the couples clothes. With their clothes removed, the guards returned to Freja’s side. Freja began to speak, “you will be expected to continue with your own work. Your notes, laptops and other affects have been gathered from your hotel rooms. The bill has been settled and the desk clerk has been informed that you have left for Paris. So you won’t be missed.” After a short pause, Charles said “could I please ask you a question?” “Politeness is a good quality”, Freja said, before going on to compliment them both for their steady nerves, quiet and considered cooperation. And then simply said, “please go ahead”. Slightly nervous, Charles began, “Could you please tell us why we are here?” “Well of course. I don’t suppose it is particularly evident. You are here for two reasons. Firstly my shrink has advised me to branch out, to try new things. Therefore because I’ve never had my very own married couple to play with, I thought that it would be a good start, and secondly, recently I was reading your book on social human structures. I can’t say that I was entirely happy, because you did not pay enough attention to what it was to be human, to experience the world from a mortal, sensual body. So I thought that while trying new things I could do the world a service by helping you both to understand what it was to be mortal, sensual, sexual, creatures. You will be given more instruction on just how you are to experience your humanity tomorrow”. Upon finishing her answer Freja turned and left the room, followed by her naked friends.
Charles and Dana were to stand in that position until morning. Throughout the night they had a lot of time to talk to one another. To begin with they talked about their plight as though a hostage situation. They were well versed in the theory of how best to stay alive in such a situation, but this was no hostage situation. They were not at Hedon’s Bend as leverage in some international conflict. They were the toys of an all too often sadistic Dominatrix. After much discussion they agreed to continue to be compliant. The conversation tailed off during the night and returned spasmodically with complaints about the pain. Standing in one spot with your arms in the air becomes uncomfortable after about half and hour, very uncomfortable after an hour or two, but by the time six or seven hours had passed both Charles and Dana were moaning in continuous pain.
It was 6:35 am when a slightly sleepy Freja entered the room. She yawned, said “good morning” and continued through and out a door on the other side of the room. Over the next ten minutes about fifty people wandered through the room, talking among themselves. While they looked at both Charles and Dana they took little notice of them, nor appeared to be surprised by their nakedness. Charles had never seen so many naked women. He had never been seen naked by so many naked women, with such little affect. It was as though he hardly existed. After they all exited through the door at the far end of the room, Dana said “were they all women?” “I think so” replied Charles, feeling a little guilty for noticing.
The far door opened once again and Freja stepped into the room. “Well then”, she said. “We have a few more rules to discuss. Firstly, to begin with you will be trained separately. Because I am told that happily married people like to spend time together, you will be allowed to spend a limited amount of time together, but only to have sex. The better the sex and the longer the foreplay the longer you will be able to spend together. Loitering, however, will be punished. The time you spend together with be productive, full of action. Oh yes and I may give some instruction, if I’m not happy with your performance. If I’m happy you will be allowed to shower together and if I’m really happy you will be given ten minutes for conversation. You will be expected to do as you are told, you will be chained, bound, whipped or tortured by any means that I see fit. And you will learn to appreciate you mortality”. Before leaving the room Freja told four guards to release both Charles and Dana from their shackles, cuff their hands behind their backs and take them to their permanent cells. Without delay they did just that.
Their permanent cells were small, bare and made of solid concrete with steel doors. That evening the door of Dana’s cell opened. It was Freja, dressed in tight leather, armed with a number of whips, leather harnesses, ropes and shackles. “Your education is about to begin”. Two women, naked except for their masks, boots and a chain around their waists stepped forward. Freja, very confidently simply said, “ Let’s introduce you to the horse.” Dana gave a quizzical look, but didn’t speak.
The two masked women grabbed Dana rather roughly and bound her arms tightly behind her back with one of the leather ropes Freja possessed. Dana let out a small whimper in protest. Freja frowned slightly with disapproval. “Even a weak pathetic complaint will not be tolerated,” she said as she swung her riding crop across Dana’s left thigh. Dana yelped with pain and shock She had not expected that reaction from Freja, nor had she seen the riding crop even move.
The name of the story is called:
The Genesis
This rather titillating story begins when Doctors Charles and Dana Beige were kidnapped from their hotel car park by three masked hoodlums armed with assault rifles. Once into the very unimaginative black van they were fitted with both hand and ankle cuffs that were joined by a chain; and read what can only be thought of as their rights, which included rewards and punishments. They were guaranteed that they would not be harmed, well, that they would not be beaten to a pulp or murdered. They were promised that if they cooperated theirs was to be more of an adventure than an ordeal. A promise that both Charles and Dana found hard to believe.
Uncomfortable as it was, the hours of driving passed without much to comment upon, but all of that was soon to change. The van came to a stop. The rear door of the van opened and the hoodlums disembarked one at a time before ordering the somewhat disheveled couple to “get out”. The hoodlums appeared to have multiplied. There must have been at least fifty of them, all dressed in black. The guards from the van took their masks off, smiling, they simply handed Charles and Dana over to the others, gave a slight nod, turned and left. Flanked on both sides by armed guards, the couple walked through what appeared to be an underground car park, through a security door, down a couple of flights of stairs and into a large poorly lit room divided into a number of cells. Still chained, the couple was separated, each locked into a cell on different sides of the large room. The guards locked the cell doors and left via the stairs by which they entered. The couple was left to themselves for the first time since the abduction.
Before they had any chance to discuss their situation a door swung open at the far end of the room. Six rather scantily clad yet armed women entered. They approached Dana’s cell, unlocked it and ushered her out. Stopping in front of Charles’s cell door one of them said, “we’ll be back for you in a few moments; and don’t worry, she won’t be harmed”. Shortly after they left, Charles heard another, kind of sweet voice. A young woman named Leah was being held in one of the far cells. “So the Boss has some new toys”, said Leah. “New toys?” Charles asked. “Well, I take it you’re not here as paying guests, or by your free will”. “Well no. We were abducted from our hotel”. “Nice to make your acquaintance, um.” “Charles; and my wife’s name is Dana”. Before Charles could ask any questions about what to expect, the door at the far end of the room swung open again and the same set of guards entered once again.
Charles, was ushered out just as Dana had been. After leaving the cell block he was taken through a maze of corridors before entering a rather grand room, divided by satin curtains. He was made to stand on a particular spot. His ankle cuffs were further located to stirrups extending from the floor. His hand cuffs were also replaced by a new set of cuffs attached to chains descending from the ceiling. His arms were drawn up until his arms were fully stretched. The curtains receded so that Charles and Dana faced each other, about twenty feet apart.
A well dressed, yet masked woman sat in an antique chair at one end of the room flanked by two naked guards on either side. Once she had their full attention Freja rose, walked toward them and said, “here at Hedon’s Bend you will be expected to live according to a code of conduct. You will not be needing clothes, blankets or towels. Dana will be allowed to wear underwear while she is having her period, but she will be expected to wax all of her pubic hair”. The naked guards then walked forward, presenting a large pair of scissors from behind their backs and proceeded to cut off all of the couples clothes. With their clothes removed, the guards returned to Freja’s side. Freja began to speak, “you will be expected to continue with your own work. Your notes, laptops and other affects have been gathered from your hotel rooms. The bill has been settled and the desk clerk has been informed that you have left for Paris. So you won’t be missed.” After a short pause, Charles said “could I please ask you a question?” “Politeness is a good quality”, Freja said, before going on to compliment them both for their steady nerves, quiet and considered cooperation. And then simply said, “please go ahead”. Slightly nervous, Charles began, “Could you please tell us why we are here?” “Well of course. I don’t suppose it is particularly evident. You are here for two reasons. Firstly my shrink has advised me to branch out, to try new things. Therefore because I’ve never had my very own married couple to play with, I thought that it would be a good start, and secondly, recently I was reading your book on social human structures. I can’t say that I was entirely happy, because you did not pay enough attention to what it was to be human, to experience the world from a mortal, sensual body. So I thought that while trying new things I could do the world a service by helping you both to understand what it was to be mortal, sensual, sexual, creatures. You will be given more instruction on just how you are to experience your humanity tomorrow”. Upon finishing her answer Freja turned and left the room, followed by her naked friends.
Charles and Dana were to stand in that position until morning. Throughout the night they had a lot of time to talk to one another. To begin with they talked about their plight as though a hostage situation. They were well versed in the theory of how best to stay alive in such a situation, but this was no hostage situation. They were not at Hedon’s Bend as leverage in some international conflict. They were the toys of an all too often sadistic Dominatrix. After much discussion they agreed to continue to be compliant. The conversation tailed off during the night and returned spasmodically with complaints about the pain. Standing in one spot with your arms in the air becomes uncomfortable after about half and hour, very uncomfortable after an hour or two, but by the time six or seven hours had passed both Charles and Dana were moaning in continuous pain.
It was 6:35 am when a slightly sleepy Freja entered the room. She yawned, said “good morning” and continued through and out a door on the other side of the room. Over the next ten minutes about fifty people wandered through the room, talking among themselves. While they looked at both Charles and Dana they took little notice of them, nor appeared to be surprised by their nakedness. Charles had never seen so many naked women. He had never been seen naked by so many naked women, with such little affect. It was as though he hardly existed. After they all exited through the door at the far end of the room, Dana said “were they all women?” “I think so” replied Charles, feeling a little guilty for noticing.
The far door opened once again and Freja stepped into the room. “Well then”, she said. “We have a few more rules to discuss. Firstly, to begin with you will be trained separately. Because I am told that happily married people like to spend time together, you will be allowed to spend a limited amount of time together, but only to have sex. The better the sex and the longer the foreplay the longer you will be able to spend together. Loitering, however, will be punished. The time you spend together with be productive, full of action. Oh yes and I may give some instruction, if I’m not happy with your performance. If I’m happy you will be allowed to shower together and if I’m really happy you will be given ten minutes for conversation. You will be expected to do as you are told, you will be chained, bound, whipped or tortured by any means that I see fit. And you will learn to appreciate you mortality”. Before leaving the room Freja told four guards to release both Charles and Dana from their shackles, cuff their hands behind their backs and take them to their permanent cells. Without delay they did just that.
Their permanent cells were small, bare and made of solid concrete with steel doors. That evening the door of Dana’s cell opened. It was Freja, dressed in tight leather, armed with a number of whips, leather harnesses, ropes and shackles. “Your education is about to begin”. Two women, naked except for their masks, boots and a chain around their waists stepped forward. Freja, very confidently simply said, “ Let’s introduce you to the horse.” Dana gave a quizzical look, but didn’t speak.
The two masked women grabbed Dana rather roughly and bound her arms tightly behind her back with one of the leather ropes Freja possessed. Dana let out a small whimper in protest. Freja frowned slightly with disapproval. “Even a weak pathetic complaint will not be tolerated,” she said as she swung her riding crop across Dana’s left thigh. Dana yelped with pain and shock She had not expected that reaction from Freja, nor had she seen the riding crop even move.
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