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by Dr. Jane Foxx
Claude was a man who made a habit of forcing his unwanted attentions on women, and getting what he wanted by brute strength and violence if there was no other way he could get it. That was, of course, before he met Jane Foxx.
For Claude, it was a shock to find himself helpless and tied to the bed in Jane’s luxurious hotel bedroom in Paris. For Jane, it was a natural and inevitable consequence that any male should have expected if he ever tried such heavy-handed tactics on the incomparable Dr Foxx. What followed would be, Jane decided, some serious attitude adjustment for Claude, involving painful and repeated sexual torments until such time as Jane judged Claude to have got the point (literally, perhaps) and mended his ways. It was, of course, both enjoyable and arousing for Jane herself.
Nothing for Jane is ever simple, and this trip to Paris was proving to be no exception. Quite apart her duty to all the other women of the world to deal with the delinquent Claude, Jane was faced with the need to extract the beautiful, young, lesbian nurse Trisha from the clutches of the wicked Mistress Gloria.
Would Jane triumph over seemingly impossible problems? Or were the odds stacked too heavily against her this time?
Published: 11 / 2008 No. words: 47500
Style: BDSM/Bondage – Content: Moderate – Fem Dom – F/M, Bondage/BDSM Fetishes, Lesbian Bondage/BDSM
Jane brought two different dildos to the bedside, and held them before the rapist’s face.
“This first one,” Jane told Claude, “is an eight-inch, double-dildo that I often use with another woman! It was designed to go from pussy to pussy. Isn’t it lovely?”
Jane continued, “But I have another one that I think I can share with your mouth very nicely.” She held it up for Claude to see.
“It slips into the opening in your gag, deep into your mouth, right against the length of your tongue. The projecting end sticks up in the air a few exciting inches. That’s the part I take into my pussy, of course. Then I can hump and wiggle around on your face for a while. Won`t that be fun?”
As Jane installed the dildo over the opening in Claude’s mouth gag, she told him, “While I`m bouncing around on your face, you can brace yourself, sweat, and take whatever I give you. It’s not difficult. Even a male with your limited abilities should be able to manage it quite nicely.”
“There!” Jane cooed as the supporting straps were fitted in place. “How does it feel, Big Dick? You look so fuckable with that dildo sticking out of your mouth! Maybe you should think about wearing one on your face all the time. I`ll bet you’d attract a lot of horny women!” The dominatrix laughed at her own wicked words.
“I`ll get mounted here in just a second,” Jane told him. “Please be patient! I’ll give you what you came for. You wanted a good, hot fuck from me, right? Well, that`s exactly what you`re going to get!”
Before moving herself into position, Jane tied two long, leather cords to Claude’s cock and balls and then she rose to stand on the bed with one foot either side of his face.
“Do you like the view, Big Dick?” She asked him. “Not many men have seen me from that angle. Get your eyes on my lovely pussy! It’s right above your face. See it? Is my pussy winking at you, Claude? She`s such a flirt! I simply love easing down on a dildo held in the mouth of a male. Ha ha!”
Jane lowered herself onto her knees, straddling Claude’s head. Very slowly she took the tip of the dildo gently inside her. She let out a few ‘ooos and aaahs’, before nestling her full weight against his face.
“Oooo,” she whispered intimately, “doesn`t that feel wonderful, Big Dick?”
Claude Gerard could not believe this was happening to him. His face was completely enveloped and he was very nearly smothered in the flesh of the sweet-smelling female above him.
The rapist had wondered at Jane’s shocking words, and had not really believed that she would actually impale herself on the dildo as it projected out of his mouth. Now that it was happening, it still seemed inconceivable to him that she would seriously use him in this manner.
Now, suddenly the dominatrix was sitting down on his face and his questions were answered. It was almost as if she was in a saddle getting ready to ride a pony! What a revolting development in his villainous career! How could this unbelievable calamity have happened to him, Claude asked himself?
“I`m so delighted you could join me here tonight in one of my favorite positions, Claude,” Jane continued teasing. “Sitting on the face of a male is so exciting for me. If you stay calm and breathe through your nostrils then you`ll soon get the hang of one of my favorite ways to fuck! I really love doing it this way, perhaps more than any other!”
Jane gave Claude’s face a preliminary hump, and said, “Oh, you’re so romantic, Big Dick! I wish I had met you years earlier! We’d have made such a wonderful fucking couple!”
Jane continued moving her hips against the dildo attached to Claude’s mouth restraint. Meanwhile, as Cassandra had taught her, she gripped the ends of the leather cords that ran to his genitals and gave them a sharp jerk, causing the befuddled rapist to wince in pain.
“This is the way I’ll let you know,” Jane said, “if you`re pleasing me, or not! Come on, Big Dick, it`s fuck-time – for ME, anyway!”
Jane loved hearing the soft, rhythmic noises her body made, and the whisper of the bedding as Claude struggled to endure beneath her. She squeezed his head between her thighs and rode him ceaselessly for several minutes, pausing occasionally only to change rhythm or to move her hips in eccentric circles just like heterosexual lovers sometimes do.
Jane’s hips ground mercilessly against Claude’s face, punishing him with her weight as she demanded more and more vengeful pleasure.
“Oooo! Oooo! Oooo! You`re a great lover, Big Dick,” Jane hissed erotically while gripping the leather cords, riding his face, and tossing her head back. A gentle sweat formed on Jane’s face, breasts, and thighs as she continued moving enthusiastically.
A female acquaintance of Jane’s named Denise – whom the dominatrix used as a sexual foil on a regular basis for months in earlier years – had told Jane that her bottom breaks out in a fine sweat each time just before she orgasms. Thoughts of that natural reoccurring phenomenon always made Jane smile.
Denise always insisted on slowly licking that sweat from Jane. Inevitably, between sips of wine, and shared lusty laughter, Denise`s loving mouth would find its way back to Jane’s delirious pussy and they would be off on another erotic journey.
Jane came out of her sensuous reverie of Denise, conscious of her own hip movements and hearing herself saying breathlessly, “I`m getting close now, Claude! Do you like the way the lovely lady fucks? Aren’t you glad you came here to be with me tonight?”
There was a long pause, with the only sounds being those of Jane humping Claude’s face faster and faster, and with more and more force. Then her voice filled the room once more, louder and more breathless than ever, her words broken by her energetic movements. “Ooooo! — Here it comes! — Yes! Yes! — Oh! Yes! — Take it! Take it all!”
Jane rocked herself on that rapist for the longest time, enjoying every second of her super-delicious orgasm. She shuddered wildly against his smothered face.
As the dominatrix slowed her hip movements she pulled sharply on her `reigns`, causing Claude’s body to stiffen in more pain.
“Nice fuck, Big Dick,” Jane breathed with her mind in a delicious whirl. “I knew we could make it together.”
