Revenge: Femdom Stories of Getting Even

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Lions, tigers and bears, oh my…  Oh my, hell… how about whips, chains and chastity cages?  Maybe humiliation, cross dressing and poison ivy fit the crime a little better.  Brutal torture, emasculation and total slavery would be far more satisfying.  After all, revenge is sweet!

These excerpts from the short stories are short in themselves, but you’ll get the idea of how the women in these tales got even.

 

 

Spiked Wine

 

“I was a virgin, and you hurt me.  Didn’t you see the blood?  And as true as I’m standing here and you’re locked in that cage, if I’m pregnant, I will cut your fucking balls off.  That’s a promise that I will keep.  You can count of it.”

“Please Savannah.  I love you.”

“You didn’t show it very well did you,” she said as she headed back to her car.

“Savannah please… don’t leave me hear like this.”

The three of them just left me there and drove back to town.

“Please Savannah,” I yelled with tears running down my face. “I didn’t rape you.  I didn’t.”

They just drove away and left me all alone and locked up tight.  The crows cawed and the owls hooted as another day passed.

 

 

Too Small to be Useful

 

Everything was ready before Jack arrived.  I had a couple of large scented candles burning on the dressers that flickered in the darkness.  Ray was kneeling in the closet with his hands cuffed behind his back and his head in the corner where he couldn’t see anything but hearing would be no problem.

Finally the doorbell rang.  My big-cocked lover had arrived.  I could feel a tingle of excitement rush through my pussy.  I was hungry for him.

We made passionate love for several hours while Ray remained quiet in the closet.  He could hear me scream and moan as several orgasms highlighted my night.  As Jack was getting ready to leave, he went to the closet.

“Get your ass out here slut.  You can clean up your Mistress’s pussy.  I left you several gifts to enjoy.”

 

 

Watch Him Squirm

 

I poured us each a glass of wine, as we sat together on the couch.  She leaned over on my shoulder, but I sensed that she was actually smelling me.

“What are you doing?” I asked curiously.

“Well you have a hint of perfume on your shirt that I don’t recognize, and your lips have the undeniable taste of pussy.”

“What?”

“Who have you been sleeping with tonight?  Don’t lie to me.  You kiss me enough after going down on me that I know what sex smells and tastes like.”

 

 

The Dial Teg Bar

 

 

“By the way, this bimbo you just picked up for a little quickie tonight happens to be my cousin from Syracuse.”

“Bimbo!”  Maggie exclaimed.

“Oh you know what I mean.  It just sounded good.”

“Please Angie.  Don’t do anything rash.  Let’s talk about this.”

She chuckled.  “We talked about this very same subject a couple of years ago, and you assured me that it would never happen again.  There’s no more talk.  I’m sure you’ve heard the expression that ‘action speaks louder than words.’  Well tonight you find that out.  It will be etched in your memory for the rest of your life.  I promise you that.”

She opened the sliding glass doors that led out on the balcony and tied the end of the rope to the lower section of the metal railing.  Then she turned to me with a very determined look on her face and asked, “Are you going to jump or do we have to throw you?”

“What!  You’ve got to be kidding.”

“Do I look like I’m fucking kidding?  You don’t need to worry.  The pool’s only a couple floors down.  You’ll have a safe landing except this rope is only ten feet long.  Guess what doesn’t make it to the water?”

 

 

An On-Line Dominatrix

 

“I can’t be bothered with a slave that can’t follow directions.  You aren’t worth my valuable time.  Maybe you should look for someone else to serve.”

“Please, Mistress Jane.  I’m sorry.  Let me make it up to you.  Please.”

“I’ll consider your apology.”

“Thank you, Mistress.”

“I’ve decided to give you another chance.  Do you have a butt plug and a large dildo?” she asked.

“No, Mistress… neither.”

“How far away is your nearest porn shop?”

“About ten miles – maybe a little more.”

“Go get a medium butt plug with a diameter of 2 ½ inches and a dildo with a harness.  The fake cock should be at 7 or 8 inches long and a couple of inches across.”

“Those are pretty big, aren’t they?”

“Not really.  Your ass will stretch rather quickly.  Now get going and log back on in an hour.”

 

Panty Raid

 

Suddenly the door opened.  “Hey,” Sarah asked as she entered.  “How come our door doesn’t latch?”

“I don’t know,” Karen responded, “maybe you should ask him.”

“What the hell is this?”

“My Physics class got canceled because of some chemical spill this morning.  So when I got back here, I found him playing dress up with my underwear.”

“Did you call security?”

“No not yet.  I have something else in mind.  I took plenty of pictures that will come in rather handy later on.”

“How’d he get in?”

“You’re the thief here.  Why don’t you explain it to us?”  Karen said looking at me.

“When your door was open this morning and no one was looking, I stuck that clear plastic tape over the hole for the latch.  It kept it from locking?”

“Where’d you learn that little trick?”

“I saw it on an old MacGyver rerun on television a few years ago.”

“So how many times have you broken in here and stolen our panties and bras?”

“This is only the second time.  Honest.”

“Only the second!  I’m calling security,” Sarah insisted.

 

 

Something I Never Expected

 

The release was set, and I was nearly ready.  Before locking my hands high up above me, I pulled a leather hood over my head and laced it on tight.  It was very restrictive so I couldn’t see anything, and my hearing was definitely limited because of the heavy padding.   I had already placed a large penis shaped gag in my mouth and buckled its straps extra tight pulling it deep in my mouth.  The hood’s heavy straps around my eyes, in under my jaw and around my neck were all buckled tight, sealing me away from the outside world.  I was ready.

Finally I reached up and found the chains that hung from the ceiling.  I had to stand on tiptoes to slide the shank of a large padlock into the rings on my cuffs and the chain up above.  I was a little nervous but finally got the courage to squeeze the lock shut.  I knew there was no possible escape until the key dropped.

I was stuck there for an hour.  When the alarm goes off the keys will fall down where I can reach them.  Then I could unlock the cuffs and be free.  If something went wrong, I would be stuck there until Micki got home.  God, I thought.  That’s three more days, and she won’t be happy when she finds me either.

Time went by very slowly.

Time inched along, and I figured that it was about time for the key to drop.  I waited anxiously but nothing happened.  All in due time I thought.  Maybe I was rushing things just a little.  My mind drifted to other times when I was bound in a similar position.  I remembered that special time in my woods.  Suddenly I realized that I had a full blown erection.  I was hard and my bondage excited me.

“Ah – h – h…!”

Suddenly I jumped.  I was startled nearly out of my skin, as I felt a finger run up the length of my hard, throbbing cock.  Someone was next to me, and I was totally helpless.  I had no idea who it could be.

 

 

An Even Trade

 

I sat out by my pool a couple of days ago.  It was a beautiful morning.  The sun was out, and the kid down the street had pedaled by on his bike delivering the paper.  The front page was filled with all that political crap that’s happening right now.  But when I got to the third page there was an article that caught my eye.  “Pool Boy Arrested in Area Jewel Heist.”

The sudden interest – my diamond ear rings were missing from my night stand.  I thought maybe I had put them down someplace else and they’d eventually turn up, but I always left them in the same spot.  I read on.

“Justin Williams, 24, of New Smyrna Beach was arrested yesterday at his home on Inlet Point Boulevard after stealing jewelry from a home on Ocean Drive.  He was in possession of….”

“Hell, that’s only a few blocks from here, and he’s the guy who fixed the pump on my pool just a short time ago,” I said to myself.

So I read on.  “Williams was charged with breaking and entering and theft.  He was released on $10,000 cash bond and is due back in city court on May 23^rd.”

“Holy shit… I wonder if I’m missing anything else.”

I got up and went right upstairs to my bedroom.  In the top drawer of my dresser behind my panties I keep a small jewelry box.  I know it’s not the safest place, but who would look for jewelry in with my underwear.

When I opened the box, I realized that a true thief would know exactly where to look.  My diamond tennis bracelet was gone as well as several rings that my grandmother had left me.  I never wore them.  They were rather gaudy – large cut diamonds with emeralds and rubies.  Some were set in platinum filigree settings and others were just gold.  The son of a bitch had cleaned me out….

 

He was more than cooperative as I fastened him spread-eagle on his bed.  Strong handcuffs held each arm to one end of the bed while leg irons did the same to the other.  There was no way he could move or get away.  I put the ball gag back in his mouth as Nancy got her things ready.

I used the key and opened the lock that I had put on his balls a couple of weeks ago.  Then I started to rub his cock.  Almost instantly it started to get hard.  Slowly I rubbed it up and down at a steady pace.  He moaned with pleasure as I squeezed harder and increased the speed.  Up and down, up and down, harder and harder I went.

He moaned with desire.  I knew he wanted more.

I increased the speed and squeezed even harder.

“M – m – m – r – r – r….”

I knew he was getting close.  Drops of pre-cum dripped down the side of his cock.  His breathing got quicker and quicker.  Suddenly just before cumming I pulled my hand away, leaving him just a stroke away from ejaculation.

He moaned in frustration and tried to fuck the air, thrusting his pecker up and down with his hips.  But it did no good.  I denied him the pleasure he wanted so desperately.

“What’s the matter slave?  Couldn’t shoot your load.  Well get used to it because you’ll never have another orgasm.  I doubt if you’ll ever have another erection either.”

He shook he head back and forth and tried to mumble something.

“It’s okay.  You’ll get used to it after a while.  You just won’t have that desire any longer.

“You don’t really know who I am do you?   You broke into my house and took something very precious from me, so I’m going to take something quite precious from you.”

As I talked Nancy shaved the hair from his balls and wiped them down with a betadine solution.

“It seems that you have been very busy around town breaking into people’s houses.  It appears you’ve been quite the thief.

“I’ve always believed in that thing about ‘an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth.’  You know what I’m talking about don’t you?”

He silently screamed and begged as Nancy picked up her scalpel.

 

 

The Pool Game

 

She moved back down between my legs and rubbed my dick some more.  Harder and harder she stroked it.  Her hand went faster and fasted up and down my hard shaft.  When she got me close to blowing she stopped and left me wanting more.  Instead she got up and went to a dresser near the wall.

I watched her and realized that things were going from bad to worse.  She returned with a small whip with several tails hanging from the end.  Her hand came back and then around.  The tails spread out and crashed against my tightly stretched balls.

“Oh – h – h… fuck!”

She laughed as her arm was raised up high again.  She brought it down with blazing speed.  The pain was almost mind boggling as it crashed against my tender nuts.  I screamed and tried to get lose, but she continued striking me at least a dozen more times.

I cried and begged for her to stop.  “Please, no more… Please.”

She didn’t listen.  The little cat slammed into my balls increasing my pain over and over until they took the additional lashes.  By then my cock was totally soft.  But she was not satisfied.  Again she rubbed it until I was hard and close to cuming once more.

Then she picked up the whip again and smacked my balls with its vicious tails.  She hit them from every angle creating as much pain as she could.  Over and over she struck them until my cock lay shriveled up on my belly once more.

“I don’t think this excited you very much does it?”

 

 

A Costly Affair

 

Playing my little game and fantasizing about being tortured in some cold, dark dungeon helped me pass the time as I waited for Marie to come home.  My cock couldn’t possibly get any harder.  Ball juices flowed steadily from the strange lust of the moment.  Again the button was depressed.  I was pulled just a little tighter as my mind game continued.  I don’t know why, but I had to stretch myself even further.  My cock begged for it.  My body craved the pain, so I pushed the insidious green nub one more time.

Suddenly my agonizing position shocked me back to reality.  The sexual urge was gone.  I had drawn myself well beyond my limits.  There was no more.  My entire body shrieked from the pain I had caused.  I quickly moved my thumb to the other button and pushed it.  “Shit!” I silently screamed.  Nothing happened.  I panicked and pushed the little red button over and over again.  “Please work,” I begged while looking up to see what was wrong, but the damned thing wouldn’t function.  My own self-bondage had quickly become the ordeal from hell.

“What’s the matter, slut?”  Marie asked, startling me.  “Doesn’t work, does it?  I knew you couldn’t stretch yourself just a little.  You’d have to keep pushing that little button until the pain got far too intense.  What were you fantasizing about?  Were you being tortured by some evil henchman on a medieval rack?  No… I bet it was that beautiful leather-clad Mistress in your mind that’s caused you so much pain and discomfort.   You’d like that, wouldn’t you?

“It doesn’t matter.  I had no doubt that you’d do this to yourself, so I disconnected the down switch.  You can push it all you want, but you’re fucked.  It won’t work.  You can’t stop the pain that you’ve put yourself in.  You’re going to stay like that until I decide to let you down.  You made your bed, and now you’re going to have to sleep in it.  But you’ve done that a lot, haven’t you.  You’ve fucked a lot of other women in the years we’ve been married, but not anymore.  You’ll never have another affair.  You’ll never fuck another woman.  I guarantee it.  And now being stretched that tight, you’re the one who’s fucked,” she chuckled.