The swipe (closed)

Erica stayed in the pool a little longer, waiting for her sensitive pussy to cool down after her orgasms. She had no idea where to find a suited towel for herself so once again she walked around naked and wet. She felt nervous exploring the large mansion, fearing she might get lost in a place that big, so she went to the basement.

She stayed standing until she heard sounds and then knelt down into the required position.
 
Micah came down the stairs in jeans and a t-shirt that accentuated his muscular frame. Seeing her kneeling, he smiled. "This afternoon, I'll let you choose your own training. You can pick between the rope," he pointed to the groin level knotted rope, "Or the metal pole," Likewise with the metal pole. The rope was knotted every few inches and went across the entire dungeon, and the pole was short.
 
Erica looked at him and it was clear that she preferred the option to have none of the above but she knew that choice was not present. Micah seemed a bit in a good mood so she figured it was best to keep it that way and she eyed the rope and the metal pole. Making a choice when not knowing exactly what would follow was hard, but the pole seemed less scary than the knotted rope.

- "The pole please."
 
A wicked smile came over Micah's face. The rope would have been easier for her, but she wasn't to know that. "Very well, put your restraints back on and stand on the wooden blocks by the bar." It was clear that Erica was supposed to straddle the bar.
 
Erica got up and moved over to the blocks, she was very sure she was not going to like this but she wasn't sure yet how much she would going to hate it. She straddled the bar and looked at Micah
 
The bar pressed into her crotch. Micah rehooked her arms to a ceiling rope and hoisted it so that she was standing on her toes. The blindfold went back on, shutting her off from the world. He decided not to regag her, however. He wanted her mouth free. Erica could hear something happening behind her, but couldn't tell what it was. Then, shuffling from around the room. She heard a switch being thrown, and footsteps leading towards the door, Then Micah saying, "This should keep you on your toes all afternoon," Then the door shutting, then silence.
 
Erica hated the position she was hoisted in on top of the bar but she did her best not to show Micah that. Soon she was blinded again and nothing to focus on other than the sounds around her and the discomfort of her body. Still, she figured this was to be preferred over the way the toys had felt inside of her and she waited to see if more would happen or that she was to suffer here again for hours.
 
Micah went to his gym and worked out a while. He wondered how soon the stress position he had placed Erica in would take its toll.
 
It looked like hours, but could very well have mere minutes, before Erica started to do her best to reposition herself. Not that she seemed to have much say over her discomfort and every attempt to better things, just seemed to press the bar more annoyingly against her pussy. At times her toes lost balance, so that one side got more pressure than the other which only hurted her body further.

At times she felt an annoying drop of water from the pool escape her hairs and slowly make its way down her body. Her mind seemed to focus itself completely on the feeling as there was so little else to focus and think about.
 
Erica screamed at the jolt, running through her body and tried to push herself further up again. But that only seemed to drain her energy quicker and time after time she came in contact with the bar. She didn't want this, she didn't want to be here, she wanted to leave and she very much wished she had never met Baxter.
 
Jolt after jolt of electricity shot through her each time her hot pussy completed the circuit with the bar. Micah began to amble his way downstairs and softly opened the door. He quietly stood and watched Erica dance and writhe on he bar. He was glad he had left her mouth empty, as her screams were magical.
 
- "Please make it stop. Please.."

Erica started to yell, not sure if Micah could hear her wherever he was, but she just kept on yelling and would do it until someone rescued her or until she had no energy left to yell. Once again she had the feeling her pussy was on fire and she feared the water from the pool on her body might things even worse than Micah had intended.
 
Micah had what he needed. he broke down the equipment he had set up and shut off the flow of electricity to the pipe. He let Erica's arms down and helped her step over the bar, laying her gently on the ground.
 
Erica was more than happy when Micah ended the training and an instant form of exhaustion hit her. Her pussy still felt burning and she very much kept the feeling that electricity was running through her, but the painful shocks were gone at least.

She had her eyes closed and her mind was so focused on the way her pussy was feeling that she had no idea if she was stealing wearing the blindfold. She just lay on the floor, recovering.
 
Micah picked her up from the floor and carried her exhausted form out of the dungeon, carrying her up two sets of stairs and into the most luxurious bedroom Erica had ever seen. He laid her on the silk sheeted bed and left, saying, "Dinner is on me, anything you like."
 
It was a nice feeling to be carried in his muscular arms, but her body still felt too exhausted and hurt to fully enjoy it. And of course she didn't want to enjoy his attentions, he was cruel and mean. The bed was very welcomed. She loved how soft the sheets were. Right now she couldn't care about what the rest of the room looked like, nor was she very sure if his comment of dinner had any meaning. She just wanted to sleep.

After the torture of the toys during the night and the two trainings, her sense of time was rather gone. To her feeling the trainings could have taken any where from 10 minutes to 10 hours.
 
Micah returned to the room about an hour later carrying a covered dish, a wine glass, and a bottle of red wine, still corked. Seeing that Erica was beginning to stir, he set up a tray table and left, returning with a glass of cool water to go alongside everything. He noticed Erica begin to stir and left the room to give her some time to herself. She had earned it, after all.
 
Erica heard the sound of Micah being in her room but her mind didn't really want to wake enough yet to react to his presence. She smiled when he left and not much later she opened her eyes discovering what he had brought. She was curious to see what the dish was, but first she completely gulped down a glass of wine. After everything that had happened, some alcohol was very welcomed.

After that she removed the cover from the dish, instantly feeling very hungry. She had the feeling she would eat everything to regain some energy, even if Micah had put a full load of his seed over it.
 
TO her surprise, dinner was not drenched in semen, rather, it was a superb steak with steamed vegetables and cornbread on the side. Also under the dish was a note which read, "Your training is done for the day. Enjoy the meal, relax, and when you are ready, come downstairs for dessert and entertainment."
 
By the time Erica was done with the steak and veggies, the wine bottle was almost empty. She knew it might not be the best situation to have so much alcohol in her blood, but she hoped it would help some. She wondered what entertainment awaited her downstairs, part of her worried that she would find herself as the entertainment even though the training was over.

After a while she went downstairs, leaving the plate and everything else in the room.
 
When Erica went downstairs, Micah was seated on a couch. On the coffee table, two plates of chocolate cake sat next to coffee. Micah bade her sit down, and offered her a plate. "Since you did so well today the choice of entertainment is yours," he said, standing and bringing her a silk robe.
 
Erica nearly tripped as she entered the room and then giggled. The wine was really getting to her, but she was aware enough to know it was getting to her. It worried her slightly as she was not always on her best behaviour when drunk, but at the same time she hardly cared. Having some fun was not bad after all that had happened this week.

She took the robe from him and put it around her body before she sat down next to him. She giggled as she thought about the entertainment she wanted to choose.

- "Do you have a nice movie?"

She giggled and constantly her mind wandered to sex, so she immediately continued her question.

- "Of your two girls?"

She finished her question with a grin, not sure what she wanted to see but after the torture the two of them had inflicted on her the day before, she wanted to see them suffer similar.
 
Micah walked over to the wall, selecting a dvd. "I think I can accomodate that, dear," he said, placing it into the player. He sat back down and took a sip of coffee. "You know, I am not that bad of a guy. I am just a master that specializes in pain play. Out of the dungeon I treat my girls well. Sit, eat, and enjoy." he pressed play.
 
Most of the whole 'pain can be fun' was new to Erica and so far she didn't consider pain much fun. There had been boyfriends that had softly bitten in her nipple or had teasing hit her ass as she walked by, but nothing at all to the standards Micah used. So, currently Erica had a hard time seeing him as anything than a bad guy and found it hard to believe he was capable of treating his girl right. The supper had been nice.

Those considerations and her drunken state made Erica chuckle softly at his words, but then she paid attention to the screen.
 
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