The Mugger's Surprise

Ray Jones

Seeing the attack on Pepper, Ray was at the woman's jeans at once. He virtually ripped open the zipper and yanked them down the woman's legs, her panties too, exposing her naked thighs and groin. He knew nothing about the finer points of a woman's anatomy, never having had the chance to learn. But he did know one thing, dry sex was painful. He formed his fingers into a harsh cone and pushed them hard into the woman, giving her no time to ready herself.

"Do you think you can attack my mistress?" He snarled up at her. "Is that what you think, you worthless piece of shit?"

He held himself there, ignoring her scream as he looked over at Pepper. His face instantly lost its aggression, to be replaced by pure submissiveness.

"I await your command, Mistress. I can and will do whatever you think is necessary to ensure that she does not hurt anyone again."
 
Pepper/Elizabeth

Pepper and Elizabeth both smiled at his agression and protectiveness.

"Very good my pet." Pepper said, as Elizabeth slapped him hard on his ass. "Now, Everything you do to her, Elizabeth will do to you, until you kill her." She smiled harder at this. "We don't want you dead."
 
Ray Jones

Ray wondered exactly what his Mistress was going to do to simulate what he was doing to the woman right now. He had no vagina for her to slide her and into. And he thrilled to the strange notion that he would control his own punishment by punishing this female mugger. Also, did they really want her dead? That could have been him.

He glanced at Elizabeth before proceeding with further punishment. "Mistress, may I see what tools you have to assist with this discipline?"
 
Elizabeth Boutalia

She went to her dresser and started pulling toys out....

Barbed wire cock, riding crop, candle, lighter, cain, the barbed whip, an eight inch cock. the cock ring, the rope, the nipple clamps....some others that he she hadn't used on him yet, but looked intrigueing.

"All these...."
 
Ray Jones

Ray smiled maliciously at the tools on display, and laughed when he saw the bound woman raise her head to try to see what she would face. He leaned in closely to her face, taking the material of her coat in his hands and ripping it open. He followed up by doing the same with her tee-shirt.

"You have to understand," he said, smirking at her. "I just been offered a gift by my mistress. She's going to hurt me just the same as I do you. Now... I like pain. How about you?"

With that he pulled her bra up till it nearly broke and released it to flick back against her tits, bringing another scream from her mouth. He grabbed a knife and cut the garment away, exposing her completely.

"You know, bitch," he whispered. "You're fucking ugly. I think you need some decoration."

He lent over to the box and drew out two nipple clamps. She shook her head as she saw what he was going to do and tried, with no success, to move away. He opened the clamps fully and positioned them over her nipples, finally releasing them to spring shut suddenly and painfully.

He looked over at Pepper and his face turned submissive. "Should I continue, mistress?" He asked. "Or should I allow Mistress Elizabeth to attach clamps to me first?"
 
Pepper

Pepper watched his aggressiveness, feeling herself moisten in her nether regions. Feeling the pain from the new one made her hot within.

"Please, continue." She said, but before he did she attached an identical set of nipple clamps to his, just with the same bit of ferosity. Her body trembled as she felt his pain, as her pleasure. "Continue." She said moving away, knowing Elizabeth would have to do the rest for her.

Her knees usually went weak when her body started feeling other's pain. She couldn't stand after a bit, and so she sat before it was too late.
 
Ray Jones

Ray winced in joyous pain as the clamps claimed him. It sent the beautiful sensations he now loved rushing from his nipples to his groin and then out to the rest of his body. He turned back to the terrified woman fastened to the bed and gave her a nasty grin.

"I used to be you, bitch. But I love the pain... Oh yes, I love it. And can you guess just what I'm gonna do to you so I can feel it? See, my Mistress says I can only have done what I-do-to-YOU!"

His hand wrapped a studded collar round her neck suddenly. It was a simply bdsm costume accessory normally, but not turned inside out like he did. That caused the studs to press in against her throat, adding a slight pain and threat of strangulation to her suffering.
 
Pepper/Elizabeth

Elizabeth watched as he slipped the collar on backwards and damned for not buying more than one of everything instead of just some things. She looked over at Pepper to only realize that her body was in pure bliss as she fed off the fear and pain of the two humans.

"Well, I guess this will have to do." She said, pulling the cock ring out enough to wrap it around his neck. The barbed wires peirced his skin sending a massive blood thirst through her body.

::Not yet my pet. You will have her before her heart stops beating.:: Pepper sent this message to her, her own thirst being quenched at the moment.

"Go....on..." Pepper called to Ray, her breathe whispered in deep strokes.
 
Ray Jones

Ray grimaced as the metal which had once seduced his penis now embraced his neck. He had to be careful, a slightly wrong move would rip his jugular vein. That only made him more aroused. He picked up the whip which his mistress had first used on him and held it in front of the woman's face. Slowly he stroked the tip down over her trembling lips, taking it lower till it caressed her breasts. Lower still, he took the cruel leather over her stomach, and ran it sensually along her lower lips.

"You will like this," he lied with a smile.

>CRACK<

The whip met skin just above where her jeans were secured. The bound victim screamed in pain.

>CRACK<

The whip came higher, meeting her upper shins and bringing another cry.

>CRACK<

Her knees were subjected to the same punishment. Then he adjusted position and tactic. The whip whiffled back and forth between her parted thighs, enough to sting, but not to hurt as it kissed the inner flesh. He blew her a kiss as he traced his way upwards towards where her legs met.

>Crack<

The woman convulsed as the whip fell one final time, parting her pussy lips as it was brought inwards. His victim seemed barely on the verge of contact as Ray handed the whip to his mistress in submission.
 
Pepper/Elizabeth

Pepper's body rose with every flinch the girl started, feeling her pain, yet smiling, her own body writhing in the pleasure of it all. She knew she was getting double what they got, but her body was so pleased she didn't care. Her nipples stood one end, pleased so very much.

"Stand facing me." Elizabeth said to her new pet. She loved the pleasure she was giving to Pepper by beating Ray as he beat the girl.

She trailed the whip as he had done to his girl, going all the way down, his penis standing on end, "Put your feet together!" she said, more commanded. As if he had no choise his feet popped together like a good soldier. His balls squeezed between his legs.

She bent, sliding her body down, low enough to hit him, *Whack* right above the feet.....slowly working her way up to his shins....*whack* more power dealt into it.....*whack* right on his knee caps. He started to buckle, but she just hit him again. "STAND UP!" She screamed. "You are better disaplined that that."

"Spread your feet now, give me a good look at those balls." She said and watched him spread his legs. *WHACK* Right between the legs.
 
Ray Jones

Ray's legs buckled, but he caught a hand against the wall and forced himself, with every thread of his willpower, to remain upright. It was sheer, excruciating bliss. Agony, yes, but bliss. It was all he could do to prevent himself either passing out or orgasming. That could wait though.

The woman was slowly coming to from her ordeal, and had turned to watch the same thing happen to Ray. If she felt any joy in his suffering though, it was short lived as she saw the look of ecstasy on his face. Then, slowly, walking stiffly, he turned back to face her.

"I don't think," he rasped, trying to get control of himself once more, "I don't think you have enough decoration on your body. The clamps are good but, you aren't wearing any rings. Would you like one? A nice engagement ring? A wedding ring?"

He had recovered enough to laugh now. "Or something else?"

His hand reached down to part her labia, his finger and thumb reaching inside to clamp down on her clitoris as hard as he could. He tugged the fleshy organ, yanking it clear above her lips as the woman screamed. Then he turned back to Elizabeth.

"Mistress," he said with a grin, "Do we have a... gift for this bitch?"
 
Elizabeth Boutalia

"I am sure we can find something." She grinned before leaving the room. Pepper lay in her chair, breathing as an orgasm washed over her. One of many that would come through the night..

Elizabeth walked in carrying two metal hoops, once earings. "Would this do?" she asked, handing the hoop to Ray. "I am sure that would look cute there. I have already sterilized them both."
 
Ray Jones

Ray had not let go of his victim's clitoris in all the time Elizabeth was out of the room. By the time she returned, his finger and thumb were aching from the continued, forced contact. He could only imagine just how much she was hurting, although by that time her wails had died down to mere sobbing.

"Look, Bitch," she snarled, holding an earring in front of the woman's horrified face. "Look what my Mistress brought for you. Isn't she kind?"

He moved quickly then, glancing down to make sure his aim was accurate as he ran the needle of the earring through her clit and turned the ring to ensure it was well embedded. The woman's screech pierced the air in the renewed agony. Then he let go, and the bloody bud drew back within the fleshy folds of her vagina, taking the needle with it.

"Relax," said Ray. "I heard rings like that make sex so much more... intense!"

He remembered what his mistress had said earlier though. Was he going to kill her? If so then she would never even get a chance to enjoy her new ring.
 
Elizabeth Boutalia

Once again, Elizabeth found herself playing with Ray. She grabbed the head of his cock and held on tight to one spot. "Which way do you want it up or down?" She asked, but didn't wait for a reply. "I suggest you hang on to something." She grinned, then taking the needle of the hoop and stabbed it through the ureathra, up into the top of his head until it pushed through the top of his head, making a perfect prince albert.

She watched as he fell to his knees, knowing the pain had to excrusiating.
 
Ray Jones

Even Ray could not withhold his cry of agony as the metal seared through his most tender flesh. For a second he forgot about his love of pain, and his decision that he wanted this ring to mark him as the possession of these two women, and felt only the burning nausea clawing at his whole body. His hand shook as it cupped his bleeding cock, trying to stem the pain. But as the initial shock died down, he found once again the pleasure, the ultimate in carnal experience, flowing through him. His eyes went up to watch his mistress, appearing to apologize for his uncontrolled response. He staggered back to his feet, feeling the barbed necklace dig at his throat where he had winced against it.

Ray looked over at the woman on the bed. She was no longer crying or struggling. She was still, he head turned to one side, mouth open as spittle drooled out onto the sheet. He thought at first he had killed her, but saw her breasts rise and fall fitfully in trembling unconsciousness. Had he gone too far? What would Mistress Pepper think of him now?

"M-mistress...?" he said, resuming the air of complete submissiveness and awaiting further instruction.
 
Pepper/Elizabeth

Elizabeth piped in, "If you are done, then you can either wish to set her free, or let Elizabeth feed. She has not fed since you so she is surely hungry, but the choice is yours."

This was in fact the last test. His love for her, or his respect for life. This would prove his loyalty.......
 
Ray Jones

Ray continued to stare downward submissively. What should he choose to do? Or indeed, should he? He voiced his thoughts, aware that they were being read anyway.

"Mistress, I am uncertain what to do. I cannot hurt her more as she has fainted. So I think we are in the last stage of whatever we do to her... She deserves to die for trying to attack you, and I am more than willing to kill her for you if that is what you wish. But you said you hurt people to teach them not to mug again, so I am unsure if you would like her to live, despite her assault. I am just your slave, mistress. I ask you to command me. Shall I kill her, which she deserves, or would you like her to live with what we have done?"
 
Pepper McDonald

Pepper smiled. He was showing that even if he had no schooling he was actually smart. "Very bright my darling. Come sit, by my feet. You thought as I had not, and that shows you took initiative. We will let her live, but she is on her own from here on out."

She looked up at Elizabeth. "I know you are hungry dear, please, take what you need then dispose of her accordingly. You know where the closest hospital is."

Elizabeth nodded before going to the woman's left breast, applying her lips seductivly before taking what blood she needed and could take without the girl dying. She untied her straps and picked her up then carried her out, shutting the outter door behind her.

"Are you satisfied, my pet? For if that is what you are going to be then you need to let me know your needs as well as your wants. This relationship is not only pain, and indeed you have more control than you think you do. I am here, for you, to serve your needs as you serve mine and Elizabeth's. Mine should be concidered before hers for she is my pet as well. Do you understand? If not, then you have three questions, ask them as you will."

Her voice was calming and loving yet demanding all the same. It was as if a school teacher had became a lover and she was there teaching him as she carressed him with her words.
 
Ray Jones

Three questions? What could he ask? He considered asking if Elizabeth would turn him into a vampire... but he rejected that. He didn't deserve it, hadn't done anything to merit that gift. Until he had, and if he ever did, then he should not have it. He considered asking if Pepper was human or... something else... but that didn't matter. She was his mistress, whatever she was. He considered asking her if there was anything he should ask... but that would not please her. That was submission for the sake of submission, not being her true pet. No, in the end, there was nothing to ask. His fears, his regrets, his confusion, his past life had gone. Now he was born anew.

"Mistress, I am satisfied. I am happy to serve you and Mistress Elizabeth. I thank you for all you have done to me and for me."

His stomach rumbled, aching slightly. He chuckled softly.

"I do have one question, Mistress. Will you help me cook something. I am afraid I haven't eaten all day."
 
Pepper McDonald

She watched the thoughts rumble in his head, intrigued to say the least. "MM, Yes. Dinner. I am quite famished myself." She stood up taking his hand and flicking his new peircing. That was quite inventive my pet. Didn't expect that one."

She walked to the kitchen, and began getting the dinner stuff out. "You know, I think we will celebrate and order chinese tonight." With that said she picks up the phone and orders.

"Now, we will have about thrity minutes before they come. Let me show you how to properly set the table." She grins and winks before setting the table, showing him where everything goes. She only set it for two.

"Please sit. You asked earlier what I was and I plan to tell you."
She sat down in front of one plate and guestured for him to sit at the other. "I am not much of anytihng. I was born when a vampire mated human. I an not a vampire, nor am I fully human. I don't drink blood, I eat as you do. I do feel pain though, and that prolongs my life. There is no other creature in this world like me."
 
Ray Jones

He sat and listened to his mistress speak. She had a beautiful voice, not weak and pathetic like he had first thought, but soft as though hiding her true nature. He heard her explain her heritage, and that there was nobody else in the world like her, that there was nobody, effectively, who could understand. He found himself sympathising. It was a feeling he'd lived with all his life. Dumb as an ox and twice as strong, he'd been the brute people laughed at behind their hands. Oh he took that persona on and thought he was living as he wanted, but his mistresses had shown him that wasn't the case. What he had really been, when he shut people out in order to protect himself, was not happy. He was...

"Lonely..." he became aware he had spoken and coughed. "I am sorry, mistress," he said. "I should not have spoken but I was thinking that must be a very lonely life."
 
Pepper McDonald

She smiled a smile of compassion to her pet. "Yes, we have both lead lonely lives. But you will no longer be lonely if you stay with us. That choice is yours."

The door bell rings, once. "There is the food. I will go get it." She throws on a robe and gets the food. "Have you ever had chinese? I am sure you haven't but it is well worth it.
 
Ray Jones

Ray shook his head as his mistress brought the food. "No, I never have. What is it?"

Food from China, or at least Chinese people, that was obvious. But more than that he didn't have a clue. He'd smelt the succulent aroma of various food places before, including Chinese restaurants, but he'd never eaten at most of them. He had a sneaking suspicion he should be serving his mistress, not vice, versa, but she seemed eager to do so and he did not have the right to object. He thanked her as she placed a foil tray of food before him. Then he thought over her statement.

"Mistress, I have no choice about leaving or staying. I belong to you. Here..." he put his hand on his chest, a sensitive gesture he had never thought of before, but one to show how much he did belong to his mistresses. "But... is there anything I, your mere slave, can do to help you feel less lonely?"
 
Pepper McDonald

She concidered what he said. It was a wonderful prospect to never be lonely again.

"Stay with us. Be our companion. Treat us special as we are. Learn to be sophisticated and one of us and you will never need for anything. Can you do that?"

She studdied heris face waiting for his answer.
 
Ray Jones

His Mistress's words were welcome, she wanted him to stay and that was what he felt he must do. Had she thrown him out, all he could think of was death, for life without her now would be death. He smiled softly at her, then cast his eyes down, realising how wrong it was to meet her gaze so directly.

"Certainly, mistress, I will stay. Though... I don't know what sophisticated really means... I will try to learn my mistress, if you will teach me."
 
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