TORTURE IS THE BEST REVENGE--Part 4: James's Ordeal

Previously: James broke Cathy's heart. Now she wants revenge, with
the help of her mentor, Paige, a young dominatrix.  They hatched a
plan to capture and torture James.  In this chapter, they begin to
put their plans in action.

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TORTURE IS THE BEST REVENGE -- Part 4: James's Ordeal.
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The sudden shock of a blast of ice-cold water jerked James
back to consciousness.  His head jerked upright and his eyes
opened.  At first, he was blinded by the bright, hot lights
that shined on him, and his head was still swimming and
his whole body ached; after a few seconds he was able to focus
and squint at the figure standing before him, holding the
hose that had just sprayed his body.  It was Cathy.

"Welcome back to the land of the living, James," she said.
"How do you feel?"

Gradually, James head began to clear, and slowly, he began
to percieve more.  The discomfort his body felt became more
distict; he became aware of an extreme tightness in his jaw.
When he tried to speak, his tounge didn't move.  He realized
there was somthing in his mouth, somthing large, forcing
his jaw wide open, pressing his tounge flat, and puffing
his cheeks and teeth outward.  It was a leather muffle-balloon,
fully inflated.

James's awareness began to return more quickly now. He
realized that he couldn't move his arms and legs; his limbs
were streched out tightly, away from his body.  He also
realized that he was completely naked.  A feeling of panic
suddenly flooded into him.  He began to stuggle against
his bonds, but the heavy steel rack that held him was far
too strong to be budged. He looked at Cathy with stunned
panic in his eyes and saw her smiling.

James thought back.  How did he get here?  What was going
on? The last thing he remembered was sitting down to have
a drink at Cathy's apartment...

"Are you surprised, James?" said Cathy, smirking. "Did you
really think I had forgiven you after the way you treated me?
You were wrong, James.  As wrong as you can be."

As James's eyes adjusted to the bright lights, he became
aware of the presence of another woman in the room, young
and overweight. It was Paige, who was making some adjustments
to one of the video cameras, making sure it was focused
clearly on James's body.  "All right, the cameras are working
correctly," said Paige.  "Cathy, why don't you introduce
me to your friend?"                 

"James, this is Paige, my mentor and teacher in the art of
dealing with men," said Cathy.  "And to introduce herself,
she's going to give you a little injection."  James struggled
in panic as he saw Paige step towards him with a hypodermic
syringe in one hand, and his panic increased as she took hold of
his penis and brought the syringe down towards it.  Of course,
his bonds made any movement impossible, and Paige simply
lifted his sex organ and plunged the needle into its base.
James could only emit a weak whine as she
pressed down the plunger, forcing the contents of the syringe
painfully into his genitals.  Cathy felt a tingling warmth
in her loins as she observed the fear and pain in James's
eyes. He was begining to realize what his situation was,
and was understandably thrified.

The shot contained a mix of drugs that Paige had had one of
her slaves, a medical student, provide to
increase the effectiveness of the tortue they
planned to subject James to.  It contained a powerful
stimulant that would increase James's sensitivity to pain
and at the same time make it difficult for him to pass out.
It also contained a drug that caused his penis to become
painfully errect and stay that way for hours.  This would
facilitate some of the genital tortures that the women
had planned.

Within a matter of seconds James began feeling the effects
of the drugs.  His rate of breathing increased noticibly,
and his penis swiftly began to stiffen. "I see you're
having an errection, James," said Cathy, sarcasm dripping
from her voice. "I guess you must enjoy being kept helpless
like this. I'm glad, because you're going to be here for
a long time."

"Cathy, maybe you should explain to James why he's here and
what our plans are," said Paige, as she poured herself a
glass of water while waiting for the drugs to take full effect.

"Well," said Cathy, addressing the helpless man, "Basically,
the reason you're here is that I want justice.  I want
justice, and Paige is helping me to get it. You used me,
James, I cared for you but you never really cared for me--
you just wanted to use me, to use my body to satisfy your
sexual urges.  Well, now _I'm_ the one whose going to be
using you, using your body. But instead of pleasure, this
time you're going to feel pain. You see James, we've
brought you here to torture you."

James eyes widened with horror as he listened to Cathy
speak. By this time, the drug cocktail had caused his
penis to become fully engorged, to a painful degree.
In addition to his horror and humiliation, he also felt
deeply ashamed and helpless.

"Yes, James, it's true," said Paige. "We are going to
torture you. We're going to cause you incredible
pain, for a long, long time. Are you ready to begin,
James?"  She grinned at him as James reacted with a jolt
and some muffled pleas.  "Good," said Paige.  "Cathy,
first, let's make sure he doesn't make a mess."

Cathy felt herself moistening just thinking about what
they were about to do to James.  She smiled as she began
lubbing up a long, thin metal rod and approached the rack.
"This rod is going into your penis," she said, grinning, as
she took hold of James's rock-hard sex organ, inserted the
tip of the rod into his pee-hole, and began to slowly but
forcefully work it down the length of his shaft. "James,
do you remember when you used to penetrate me with your
penis and how much you enjoyed it?  Now, I'm penetrating
your penis with this rod, and you might not be enjoying
it, but I am."  There were tears in James's eyes as he
tried to plead for mercy, but the muffle-balloon kept any
meaningful sounds from coming forth.

Meanwhile, Paige snapped on a pair of latex gloves,
retrieved a leather ass-balloon, some vaseline, and a
large black leather dildo, and walked to the backside
of the rack.  She used the fingers of one hand to hold
open James's anus, and generously lubricating two fingers, jammed
them deep inside the defenseless male's ass. "I'm lubbing you up,
James, you should be thanking me," said Paige, as James's body
instinctively struggled to no avail.  "Anal plugging is even more
painful when its done dry, you know.  Now, let's get you all
sealed up tight."

Pulling her fingers out of him, Paige continued to hold his
anus open, and, retreiving the balloon, forced the
deflated leather device into his ass. James instictively
resisted her with his sphincter muscles but with no
result; gradually, the balloon penetrated deeper and
deeper into his anus. Paige then began using the dildo
to force the balloon even deeper into his rectum. Finally,
when she was satisfied with the depth, Paige snapped off
her gloves and began to inflate the balloon with a small
pump.

Meanwhile, Cathy continued to force the metal rod down
James's urethra. His body was being roughly violated in
ways he had never imagined, and there was nothing he could
do about it but struggle uselessly to the women's amusment.
"Look at how he's trying to fight, Paige!" exclaimed Cathy,
barely able to contain herself from touching her crotch.
Her pantys were soaking wet, and James's stuggles only aroused
her more.

"Yes, they always struggle, Cathy," said Paige, smiling. She
was genuinely pleased at the look of delight in Cathy's
eyes.  She hadn't seen her friend so animated since James
had broken up with her months ago.

The growing balloon streched James's anus agonizingly.  Once
Paige was satisfied that the balloon was rock-solidly in
place, she added a couple extra pumps for good measure
and sealed the balloon's valve. James felt his rectal muscles
tearing and his hip bones crackling under the strain; it
felt like Paige had inflated a basketball in his ass.

By this time, Cathy had worked the metal rod down the full
length of James's urethra and several inches into his body.
About a foot of the rod still remained outside his penis.
Cathy released the penis, and was pleased that James's shaft
still remained bobbing at a relativly upright angle--about 50 or 60
degrees relative to his body--despite the weight of the rod; it
showed the erection-inducing drugs were working well. Cathy then
wrapped a length of rubber tubing about the tip of James's penis,
just under the head, and tied it in a tight knot. "There, James,
that will keep you from expelling any kind of waste--either urine
or stool," said Cathy.

Paige had joined Cathy in front of the rack.  "You see, James,
often a man loses control of his bodilly functions durring
intense torture, and makes a mess," she said.  "But we won't
need to worry about that now that with you--now you're all sealed
up. Cathy, why don't we get started with the rubber hose. You
want to go first?"

"Absolutely. I've been looking forward to this a long time,
and I'm ready." Cathy looked directly into James's eyes
and saw pure terror; but there was no mercy in her heart.
All she felt was anger, tinged with an edge of pure sexual
excitement--James was arrayed helplessly before her, completely
exposed and unable to resist anything she wanted to inflict
on him.

"Prepare yourself the best you can James," Cathy said. "Your
torture is about to begin!"

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End of Part 4.

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