Chapter 3

How long she stood in the darkness she didn't know. Was it five minutes? Ten? Longer? The only sound she could hear was her own heartbeat and breathing. Occasionally she would cry out for mercy, begging Georgia to let her go. Knowing that she was at the woman's mercy, a toy to be played with made the goosebumps stand up on her body. With her arms still cuffed above her and her legs spread by the bar the fatigue soon returned with a vengence.

Lexi started with the soft touch to her skin. Not sure if she imagined it or not, holding her breath until she felt the feather light touch on her cheek.

"Georgia? Please, let me down," she begged.

Her answer came in the form of the feather moving to tickle between her breasts. Struggling to escape the touch, she almost fell, the cable holding her upright. Unwillingly a giggle escaped her lips as the feather moved to her belly, it's touch causing her stomach muscles to contract.

Her plaintive, "No," ignored. Only the addition of a second feather, one on her belly and sides, the other brushing between her breast in response. Lexi could only twist and giggle as the feathers worked over her body. Now both tickling her side, then moving up to attack each breast. The feathers left her skin, only to return now on the backside of her knees, causing renewed giggles. Inexorably the feathers moved up her legs, now teasing her thighs, then her ass.

Finally the tickle attack seemed to stop. The feathers gone from her skin, leaving Lexi struggling to stop her giggles. She knew they would only return at another spot and she tried to hear where Georgia might be. As her breath returned and the feathers didn't she wondered what could possibly be next.

"Georgia?" she called out. "Please, Georgia.

"I'm here, my pet," Georgia said from behind her.

"Please let me go."

"No. Not yet," Georgia said now from the front.

"Yes, please. I'm begging," Lexi said plaintively.

"Hush or I'll have to gag you," Georgia said now very close.

Lexi felt a thin rope or thick string placed around her neck. She could tell Georgia was tying a knot, then felt the rope centered between her breasts as Georgia fed the ends behind her back. She didn't dare say anything for fear of the gag, tears soaking the soft padding of the blindfold as the rope was wrapped around her. She let out a soft whimper when Georgia began wrapping the rope around the base of her left breast, the rope just tight enough to bite into her skin. Again and again the rope circled her breast, pressing in uncomfortably and she was sure making it stick out. She felt Georgia tug on the rope that went around her neck.

Georgia's hands moved to her right breast, repeating the sequence. Stray fibers from the rope chafed and scratched with every movement of her body. She heard Georgia's light laugh as the woman ran her hands over her body. She shivered when one hand cupped her pussy, rubbing against the moist skin. Lips wrapped around first one then the other nipple as she stood there, Georgia playing her like a fine instrument. Denial of her passion failing as the woman coaxed a small orgasm from her.

"Yes. My pet likes this," Georgia said.

Suddenly the touches were gone, leaving only the lingering ache of desire. She strained to hear where Georgia would strike next. Her mind flashing through unimaginable tortures. The click from the winch and the lowering of the cable took Lexi by surprise and she almost collapsed with the released tension. Georgia released one wrist from the cable, pulling it behind her as she released the other. Lexi's fight mechanism kicked in too late and she found her arms secured behind her before she knew it. She felt Georgia release her legs from the spreader bar and brought her feet together for the first time in she knew not how long. Georgia took her arm and pulled her along, Lexi taking small frightened steps in the dark. After only a dozen of the small steps she came up against cool leather, right at her hips.

Once more Georgia forced her legs apart, securing them to the legs of some kind of bench. A hand on the back of the neck leaned Lexi over and down onto the narrow leather. Her breasts were squeezed even more as they were pressed down on the maybe four inch wide bench.

"Please, Georgia. Let me go. This isn't fun," Lexi demanded as Georgia secured a strap across her shoulders.

"Oh. But I am having fun," Georgia replied. "And now you've earned the gag, because you can't keep quiet."

Lexi clamped her mouth shut as she felt a rubber ball pressed against her lips. She found she couldn't move much and knew it was only a matter of time. Still she wasn't going to give in easily. Or so she thought. Georgia's fingers gripping her tender nipple and twisting, brought a scream to her throat. As her mouth opened, she found it quickly filled with the gag before much more than a squeal escaped. She tried shaking her head in an effort to keep Georgia from fastening the buckle around her head.

"God damn, fucking bitch," is what she tried to say. What came out was more like, "Gurff gam, uulie murff."

"Oh, that wasn't nice," Georgia said. She may not have understood the words but the meaning was clear.

Lexi didn't know what it was that struck her back, only that it hurt. The second time she was struck she could feel the individual strands of the whip and knew it for what it was. Georgia worked the whip over her back from shoulders to just above the ass. She tried to scream and beg for mercy through the gag, only muffled cries came out. Cries that seemed to excite Georgia and make her land the blows just that much harder. Her entire back was on fire when the whipping stopped. It took her some time to realize that it was over. Long ragged breaths were being forced through her nose as she tried to get the pain under control.

Even through the pain she felt Georgia's tongue return to her pussy. Once more the sensations of pain and pleasure fought for dominance as the woman teased her cunt and clit. Slowly the pain faded under the onslaught of Georgia's oral attack. Pleasure won the battle. Even with her back on fire from the whipping, Lexi felt the orgasm building. She fell over the edge, a scream of joy trapped by the gag.

She felt Georgia spread her ass cheeks and tripped over into another orgasm when the woman's tongue licked around her asshole. Through the gag she begged Georgia to stop, even as her body betrayed her with another orgasm. All the sensations melded into one, the pain from the whip mixing with the twin sensations of Georgia licking her asshole and fingering her clit. Georgia twisted her clit painfully and all thought faded from her mind as yet another orgasm ripped through her body.