KATERINA HAS A TO-DO LIST WHICH INVOLVES CBT AND NEEDLES
Tied And Tricked Bill Becomes A Helplessly Bound Toy For Katerina The Russian Babysitter
[WARNING — NON-CON THEMES — THIS IS A ZATANNA “XTRA” DARK STORY! — YOU HAVE BEEN OFFICIALLY WARNED!]
“Pull as hard as you can Honey.” Says Jane, after binding him spread-eagle on their bed.
“I’m pulling, I’m pulling. Trust me, I can’t get loose. Wow! For your first time tying up a guy, you sure are a pro at it. So, whatcha gonna do to me now that you have me completely helpless and at your mercy Jane? Or should I be calling you, Mistress Jane?”
“Well, I’m doing nothing to you. I’m going out for the night with my friends. Most likely will be staying overnight at one of their houses. Not sure yet. The kids are at G-ma’s for the weekend, so you won’t have to worry about them.”
“Ok, funny. You can’t just tie me up like this on my birthday and then leave me alone for the night.”
“You won’t be alone. I got you the babysitter to stay with you until I get back. She should be here any minute.”
“Wait! Do you mean Katerina? You can’t leave me tied up naked for a seventeen-year-Old Russian exchange student who barely speaks English! Untie me! Now!”
“Well, first off, she’s eighteen. And secondly, you’ve been dropping your pants for her the last six months.”
“What are you talking about? I’ve never touched her and she’s never seen me naked. Now, undo my wrists and stop playing this game.”
“Bill. I’m not stupid. You’ve been masturbating to her every time she comes over to take care of the kids. Last time, you had the bathroom window open and I wouldn’t be surprised if she heard you beating off to her ass as she left.”
“I’m sorry Jane! I’m a man, and I have needs!”
“And so do I Bill. Like a loving faithful Husband for one. You should have been masturbating to me! Or at least come to me, and express your wants.”
“Here’s a want for you! I want you to fucking untie me before Katerina gets here!”
“Like I said Bill, the kids are at G-ma’s and I’ll be back sometime tomorrow.”
“Jane! Please! Don’t do this to me. I’m begging you! My cock, just look at my cock. It’s also begging you!”
“You mean the cock that’s gotten noticeably bigger and has increased its twitching ever since I mentioned Katerina? Oh, before I forget. Since she’s not too good at English, I translated a To-Do list for her, into Russian. It’s in the envelope on my dresser.”
“A TO-DO LIST? WHAT KIND OF TO-DO LIST?”
Cramming the large leather insert of a panel gag deep into Bill’s mouth, “Don’t want you bothering the neighbors. Happy birthday Bill.”
Bill mumbles, grunts, and screams into his gag, as Jane heads for the door!
“I hope you like needles, Bill.” And she’s gone . . .
He only has a few minutes alone, before he hears Jane say, “He’s ready for you. Bound naked in our bedroom. Your To-Do list is on my dresser Katerina.”
“Spasibo Jane.”
It’s the moment Bill hears Katerina’s accent, that he realizes his wife was telling the truth! That she wasn’t just fucking with him. He takes in the deepest of breaths, before screaming “JANE!” as loud as possible through his gag.
He waits a second to see if she’s coming back, before hearing her car start and drive away until tomorrow. Oh Fuck! Thinks Bill.
The noise of Katerina’s nails tapping on the door frame hits him about the same time as the smell of her perfume combined with the musty, yet sweet scent of her recent time with Mary Janee.
Bill thinks, Oh, Double Fuck! She’s high!
Bill watches her like a hawk while she completely ignores him. The dozen buckles on her knee-high boots rattle with every step, as she heads for Jane’s dresser to get her envelope. The sounds of her tight latex skirt can be heard with his ears and felt with his cock.
He can’t stop the hardening of his cock while watching this eighteen-year-old body, move about his bedroom while he’s spread eagle and naked on their bed. She may be ignoring him for now but knows that’s about to change.
{Rip!} With the envelope torn open, she first pulls out . . . twelve, hundred dollar bills. “Fuck Me!” Mumbles Bill. He gave that to Jane to get new tires. WTF?
Next, she unfolds a letter that he couldn’t read for two reasons. One, he doesn’t read Russian. Two, it’s too far away for him to read, even if he could read Russian. As she reads it, she lets out several very devious and evil laughs.
He knows he’s fucked and there’s nothing he can do about it. She switches from his wife’s dresser and moves to his. Bill tries his hardest to say, “Get away from my dresser”, but his gag is just too tight and cancels out most of it.
Katerina opens the bottom drawer of his dresser and pulls out a black box about half the size of a shoe box, that wasn’t there before. It’s Bill’s dresser, but that’s not his box! She sets it down on the bed and sits down beside it. Continuing to ignore Bill’s endless stares back at her.
The first thing she pulls out of the box is around two feet of very rough-looking and very thin twine. Katerina stares at Bill’s three-quarters erect cock with a look of sadness. He is torn between wanting to be fully erect and fucking the hell out of this girl, and trying to stay faithful to Jane, meaning his cock shouldn’t be hard.
Bill has been so busy staring at every other part of Katerina, he didn’t notice her red fingernails sharpened into claws, that match her dreads. That was until they were touching his cock and balls as she starts by wrapping the twine around its base.
Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!
He can’t believe this is his birthday gift from Jane! This young girl he’s had the hots for all year long is now kneeling between his spread thighs and touching his cock. Sure, the nails fucking hurt . . . but she’s touching his cock!
She has several loops of twine finished around his balls and is onto the base of his shaft before he’s fully erect. There’s no longer any confusion in his mind between getting harder or not. Harder it is . . . as hard and large as possible.
He wants Katerina to feel it as tight and deep as possible once she rides him to orgasm. Too bad for Bill, sex with Katerina is not on her ToDo list.
Bill is starting to hump upwards, tightening his butt with each air thrust, as she reaches back into the box. Katerina, with a big smile, pulls out a urethral-sounding rod. It’s six inches long, with a hooked end and around eight small bulges along its shaft.
Not sure what he’s looking at or what it’s for, Bill switches from excitement to fear. Quickly realizing, his Wife could have him killed by Katerina. Not now, not here. He remembers the fantasy she once told him about leaving him bound, miles away, in a cabin, if she ever wanted to kill him. Maybe that isn’t the most comforting of thoughts?
Katerina stares at his helplessly bound cock as she drips lube along the length of the rod. It’s at this moment, he realizes exactly where it’s about to go! She leans over him, her long dreads tickling and arousing his thighs and lower stomach to no end.
She wraps one hand around his shaft like you’d hold a hot dog you don’t want to drop while on a roller coaster. He can twist and turn his body all he wants, but the tip of his cock is on track for an unavoidable head-on collision with the sounding rod!
If he’d just relax and allow it to happen, he most likely would enjoy the feel of its entry, the pleasures of its slow insertion. The tightness and pressures of each of its bulges as they travel past the most sensitive areas within his urethra.
But Bill chooses the other less pleasurable route of fighting it like crazy! The more he struggles, bucks, and fights, the more Katerina enjoys it. As he winces in pain, she laughs in pleasure.
The sounding rod goes deeper and deeper inside of his cock, until only the hook, curved around his tip is sticking out. Feeling such an intense urge to piss, but he can’t. His pain-filled stare is enjoyed by Katerina, to the point her hands are starting to fondle her breasts and rub her upper thighs, near the edge of her tight latex skirt.
He almost passes out, but finally remembers to breathe. Bill is shaking as the tightness of the twine around his cock and balls, grows even tighter. As his cock still can’t help but continue to grow, the roughness is causing rope burns on his most sensitive skin.
Katerina gives him a soul-piercing devious smile, a second before hard flicking the metal hook of the sounding rod, sending excruciating vibrations up his urethra! Every muscle in his body tenses up as she gets off the bed and goes back to his wife’s ToDo list for Bill’s birthday.
It doesn’t matter what’s next on the list, because it can’t be good. He grunts hard to get her attention, but she just ignores him along with any pleas he’s trying to make. Oddly, as scared to death as he is, he still can’t get any of the twine to loosen. Katerina is just too fucking hot to not have a hard-on around.
She returns to the bed and pulls a smaller black box out of the larger box. At least with the last item she pulled from the box, he has a chance at pleasure. This time, it will be nothing but pain no matter what he does.
It’s a small rolled-up black cloth item, which she unrolls for only her to see. Bill is straining to get a glimpse, but she keeps moving it so he can’t. Looking at him, she says in her sexy as fuck accent, “One for each year.” Before flipping it around for him to see.
His panic is massive as he sees the hundred-plus needles. His pain of the sounding rod, still deep within his urethra, combined with the overly tight twine that was cutting into his cock from every direction, really should have been more than enough revenge by Jane. This just isn’t needed to teach a lesson he’s already learned!
Again, with a big ass smile, she repeats, “One for each year.” Looking further down on the ToDo list, she then adds, “Happy fifty-eighth Birthday Bill.”
I’m fucking twenty-five! Oh, come on Jane! What the fuck? Katerina has to know I’m not fifty-eight. She’s just playing along because she wants to use over twice the needles it should be! FUCK!
Knowing he can’t stop her, he puts his hands into tight fists, curls his toes, tightens every other muscle, and bites down on his gag. All his physical and mental preparation does nothing to lessen the pain as the first of fifty-eight needles is pushed into the side of his shaft.
Unlike giving blood where the needle only travels painfully within your flesh until it finds a vein, these needles have no target and go deep as fuck. If he didn’t have the leather insert in his mouth, he’d surely bite off his tongue by the time she’s done.
Between his extreme grunts and muffled screams of pain, he notices Katerina is breathing harder with each additional needle she pushes into his cock. Her latex skirt has rolled up, giving her much easier access to sliding her naked wet pussy along the front of his thigh.
She has the tattoo of a Russian nesting doll right above her pussy. The head of the doll has slicked-back hair, cute red lips, and big pink cheeks. All and all, your average nesting doll . . . if you didn’t notice her wide open eyes and obvious expression of a sloppy “O” face.
Bill is in tears and sobbing away as her needle count skips right past his real age and continues towards the fake age Jane fucking wrote down. How could Jane do this to him? And why is Katerina getting off on his pain so much?
Things get way worse when she silently shows Bill, there was only fifty of the smaller needles in the sleeve. Shrugging her shoulders as she giggles, Katernia pulls out a needle that has to be three inches long, if not, four.
He quickly mumbles out every possible excuse he can for why she should stop. Why she should let him go? Why he’s not fifty-eight? Nothing is working as she grabs onto his needle-filled meat.
Bill freaks out from the pain of just her tight grip bumping into the needles, reminding him of the sounding rod, along with the rough ropes that aren’t done biting into his skin.
As he struggles and fights, Katerina is pushing her pussy that’s now gushing onto his thigh. This sexy young redheaded, latex-wearing, Russian Babysitter, tops off her appeal by also being one of the rare and elusive squirters.
She pushes each needle deeper into the sides of his cock than the one before while riding Bill’s thigh that’s damn near vibrating from the pain. Unable to ride quietly any longer, her head tips back as she howls like a wolf.
Not paying full attention as she orgasms, she pushes the last needle so deep, its tip collides with the side of the sounding rod, before adjusting to get past. As her body tenses up while cumming on his thigh, her jerks and spasms cause the last needle to come out the other side of Bill’s cock!
Noticing what she just did, Katerina couldn’t help but laugh as Bill’s eyes roll back from the pain before he passes out, a defeated man.
. . .
It’s Sunday morning and Bill finally wakes back up. The sounding rod, needles, and twine are all gone, but the painful carnage they caused lives on. He screams at the top of his lungs, quickly realizing he’s no longer gagged.
Jane walks in and says, “Good morning sleepy head. Did you have a good Birthday?”
He takes in another even deeper breath, getting ready to let her know exactly what he thinks, which makes it that much easier for her to jam the insert of the gag back into place.
She grabs around the back of his head to buckle it tightly in place before adding, “I’m guessing you loved everything about it, which is why I’m going back out with the girls for brunch and an afternoon shopping trip. Not to worry, your favorite Russian Babysitter will be keeping you company.”
Bill struggles, screams, and shakes his head NO as wildly as he can.
“No need to thank me, Bill. Oh, this time she doesn’t have a To-Do list. I’m just leaving her a note to do whatever makes her happy.”
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