Ch 1 – Plaything
Ruby Toujou – The Plaything
I stirred up from my slumber; all I saw was of the glaring ceiling light. There was some softness on the back, it should be a bed. When I tried to move around, I couldn't as I was tied to the bed with ropes bound to my limbs. When I struggled, the ropes rubbed tightly against my skin.
"I'm getting a little bit excited here…" I voiced out, "who had me tied and waiting for my fate brought to me?"
"Why Ruby, it's me of course," a rather familiar voice spoke.
I could hear the footsteps of the captor walking towards me, and he unbounded me from the bed. As I sat up on the bed, I realised who the captor was. From the voice, it had to be Tsukune. Not just that, but I realised that we were in some sort of dungeon and that she was in the nude.
"Tsukune…" I said, "why the surprise…"
"Some folks in class picked on me and I want to blow off some steam," Tsukune said,"I did that just to secure you… and I took the liberty to unclothe you first."
"I don't mind, you know I like this kind of stuff," I replied, cuddling on Tsukune.
"Good, now for playtime…" Tsukune said.
Tsukune stood up and grabbed hold of a larger bundle of ropes. He had the rope wrap around my form. My chest was secured tightly and squeezed on my breast to make it seem bigger than normal. He clasped another rope across my crotch, and I felt the heat from down there. However, he didn't tie my limbs for some reason…
"Stand over there by the cross," he instructed.
Obediently, I walked to the cross-shaped structure in the room and stood in front of it. Tsukune quickly grabbed my hands and cuffed them to the sides of the cross. Then, he fixed my legs and spread them wide apart.
After he had me tied and helpless, he went over to a table and opened up a drawer. He returned quickly and had a riding crop in his hand, playfully tapping it in his free hand.
"Now Ruby, you knew how I felt up till now," Tsukune said, "those bastards teased me, called me names and said that I was weak. How's this for WEAK!"
Suddenly, his anger was converted into raw physical assault. Tsukune brought his riding crop down at my breasts and whipped them fiercely.
"Ho ho, that definitely was anything… but weak…" I cried, "Only a strong man could tie me and give me such satisfaction."
Encouraged by my words, Tsukune continued to whip me with great force, the way I always liked. But then, he stopped and took out two clamps. He had them clamped onto my two nipples, and then connected by a series of wires. Tsukune walked a small distance off, and pushed a lever.
"This will just tickle…" Tsukune said.
Suddenly, the electricity rushed in and stirred me in euphoria. From the distance, Tsukune tried the whip on me and lashed at my dirty form brutally. To make it more enjoyable, I even wriggled around and had the ropes rub against my private areas.
Hours later, I woke up again alone in the dungeon – our playground. Tsukune was gone already, with his rage satisfied and even had me removed from the restraints. I felt on my below and the white stuff was still flowing out.
I wished I could do it with Tsukune, but alas I knew my place to him. I was only a toy he played with, a plaything that could never match up with his lovers.