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Lycra Flowers	By : passiveaggressor Category: S through Z > Scott Pilgrim vs the World Views: 9340 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The time passed slowly for Ramona, the memory of that first lesson fresh in her mind and the taste of Kim’s strapon still on her tongue. For the tenth time since her incarceration began, Ramona let out a sob and struggled against her restraints.

After thoroughly reaming her ass, Kim had replaced her gag and mask before dragging her over to a saw horse that had been bolted to the floor and bent her over the wooden crossbar. Her arms had been cuffed to either end of the bar and her legs spread and secured to the legs of the sawhorse. A pair of clover clamps had been attached to her nipples and weights hung from the ends of the cruel clamps; dragging her forward and down until her arms were strained and her hips were pressed tight to the crossbar.

To further her torment, a machine had been set up behind her and plugged into a computer. The first function of the machine was designed to spank an ass with a large variety of paddles ranging from ping pong paddles to large double-cheek smackers. Kim had taken great glee in telling her about how the machine was programmed to deliver a spanking designed for maximum pain with the minimum damage. She had promised that not even time would dull the pain and she was sad to see that Kim was right as she still felt every smack of those insidious paddles as they delivered anywhere from one to twenty spankings at random intervals.

Though this was preferable to the second function of the device. A function she was currently ‘enjoying’ as the machine fucked her pussy for the fifth time since she had been strapped into the device. Ramona remembered with horrid clarity when she had been told about the second set of arms, designed to train her pussy with a range of dildos. The part that made this unbearable for poor Ramona was the fact that the fucking had ceased to cause her pain and now only caused pleasure as the current inch-and-a-quarter thick dildo stretched her once virginal passage.

The insidious device was hooked up to a computer which monitored her vitals and was programmed to leave her just at the edge of an orgasm before starting on the next session of paddling. After that it would treat her to another pussy fucking and the process would repeat itself. As if it sensed her thoughts, the arm retracted the toy from her quim, leaving her with an very empty feeling and a raging need to cum. The need didn’t fade, even when the first blow of the Slutsmacker landed across her ass. Each successful smack actually fed the fires of arousal in her core and she moaned into her ballgag as the paddle continued to color her lovely ass.

Kim arrived during the eighth fucking in time to catch the look of bliss painted across Ramona’s face as the bumps on the dildo ground into her walls. She stepped silently to stand at Ramona’s side and bent her head before whispering into her ear.

“Enjoying yourself Slave?” she whispered into the bound beauty’s ear, eliciting a cry of surprise and a fresh set of wiggling, “Guess so... Well, I’ve got a reward for you then...” she said as her fingers stroked Ramona’s clit causing her to moan in pleasure and grind into those magic fingers.

“God what a slut you’ve become Ramona, I can’t believe how easy it was to turn you into a slave.” she said as her fingers pinched her love button and gave it a twist, “Maybe, just maybe... Anyway, The other reward... You get to have some new clothes!”

Ramona looked at Kim in confusion as her wrists were detached from the bar and locked behind her back. “If you’re as good as you seem to be being now, Maybe you’ll get more... benefits.” Kim purred seductively, “I’m sure you’d prefer a nice comfy bed to that nasty cell...” she said as she reattached the hobble after detaching her feet from the legs of the sawhorse and retracting the dildo from her well-fucked pussy before pushing two dildos into her pussy and ass and zipping up her crotch.

Ramona wobbled in her ballet heels as Kim clipped a leash to her collar. “Follow me like a good slave and don’t you dare think of falling.” she said in a no-nonsense tone. The bound slave nodded and followed after Kim, taking short steps due to her lack of experience in heels and her hobbled legs.

The two of them walked through the space until they came to a black door standing in the middle of an empty section of land. Kim opened the door and instead of opening out into nothing, the door now led into a massive walk in closet full of various fetish outfits in different colors. Ramona was led into the closet and down the rows until Kim stopped in front of a rack and extracted an outfit from the various ensembles present.

Kim then walked back to the door and exited the closet, the door closing behind Ramona. She then led her captive to a new nowhere door, opening it to reveal a small room with a door on the far side. The two entered and the door shut with a whoosh of cold air. As soon as the door closed, Kim reached up and began to strip, sliding off her red latex outfit and storing it in a nearby locker. She then tugged Ramona over to the door on the other side of the wall and opened it to a blast of steam.

The door led into a large indoor bath, steam rising from the central pool to permeate the area. Ramona was led over to a wooden door and into a sauna. There her wrists were recuffed in front of her and attached to a chain running through a pulley attached to the ceiling. The hobble was removed and replaced with a five foot spreader bar that held her legs spread to their limits. “Hmmm You aren’t very flexible Ramona, maybe some strict ballet lessons will help with that.” she said as she walked over to a winch and turned the crank, raising Ramona’s arms into the air until she was dancing on the tips of her heels.

Ramona gave a scared whimper as she tried to remain balanced, wondering what she meant by ‘strict’ ballet lessons. If she ever got out of here, she’d not be the same person as she entered as at all...

Kim produced a large metal bucket from a corner of the sauna along with a hose. She untied the laces to Ramona’s corset and tied them to the bucket, hanging it between her legs. She then taped the hose in place so it was pointing into the bucket. Ramona’s eyes widened at the setup, already having problems breathing in the steamy room due to the corset, ballgag and hood.

“There now you’re all set for your nice relaxing steam. Have fun Ramona.” said Kim, turning the spigot slightly so only a trickle would flow before closing the door to the steam room. Ramona squirmed futilely as the water trickled into the bucket, steaming hot, from how much steam it kicked up just from the slow trickle. She felt her eyes droop as the steam got to her, dulling her senses.

The heat in the suit was unbearable to the point that she felt she was roasting alive. All the while the water trickled into the bucket, the weight slowly drawing the laces tighter. She was about to close her eyes when the door to the steam room opened and a very naked Roxy strode in.

“Poor poor Ramona... I bet you’d love to be in a nice cool room right now, in your own clothes, not slowly roasting alive as you’re squeezed so tight, it won’t be coming off...” Roxy sneered, “Kim doesn’t even know you’re not a figment of her imagination, and it was hard for me to get here, like someone was closing all the doors...” she said as she relaxed on the bench. “Everyone is wondering where you are you know. Gideon, Scott, even Kim is curious.” she said with a grin.

Ramona struggled as Roxy studied the spigots. “I bet you’d love if I turned the spigot this way...” Roxy said, grasping it in a way that would turn it off, Ramona nodding, “You’d really love it if I turned it?”

The tightly stretched girl whined hopefully. “OK, Well... You asked for it” Roxy said, switching her hand at the last moment, turning the spigot to fully turned and sending a torrent of water into the not even a quarter filled bucket, Ramona screaming into her gag as the corset was yanked tighter. “Much better,” said Roxy turning the spigot back to a trickle, the bucket more than two-thirds full and Ramona gasping for breath at the sudden tightness of the corset.

“You know that Scott kid is still searching for you.” said Roxy, planting her foot in the bucket and slowly letting her weight rest on that foot, the force further tightening the corset and bringing fresh tears to Ramona’s eyes. “Maybe I’ll see about hooking him up with that Knives girl... Or maybe I’ll date him...” she said, grinning sadistically as Ramona’s eyes widened, for Roxy to seem to be inspired about something, and she took out a enlarged picture, showing it Ramona, “Of course, Knives is a bit tied up with other things...”

It was a picture of Knives tied up in a bedroom, clearly in the real world, her legs spread and clearly no underwear there. “Found it online... I think you inspired Kim... in a good way. She tweeted that they’re officially dating now.” Roxy said, “So, I guess Scott’s unattached, since you’re busy inspiring a hot girl to play with a hot oriental...”

Ramona feebly struggled, only to feel the corset tighten more as Roxy put more of her weight on the foot in the bucket. “Hmm...” Roxy said, turning on the spigot to finish filling the bucket, as she noticed something, “Gotta go... My exit is flickering... But don’t worry...” she said pulling a camera from subspace and snapping a picture of Ramona before saying, “I’ll take good care of Scott.”

Kim came in shortly after Roxy was gone and the bucket began to flow all over the bathroom floor. She turned off the spigot and used a tape measure to check the circumference of Ramona’s new waist. “Twenty inches... A new record for you.” Kim said, “Normally I only get it down to 21 or 22... At least you and Knives now match...”

She untied the bucket from the laces and tied them off tight before removing the bar and chain, and recuffing her wrists behind her. Kim then reattached the leash and hobble before leading her out of the baths and into the anteroom. There Kim quickly got dressed in her mistress outfit before pulling out the mass of rubber she had taken from the closet. “Now to dress you properly for your new vocation.” said Kim, picking up a blindfold and covering Ramona’s eyes.

Ramona obeyed Kim’s orders as her wrists were uncuffed and something snug and just as formfitting as the suit was slid over her body. Her wrists were recuffed behind her and then something she suspected was a belt was closed around her waist. She let out a cry of pain as something was clipped to her right nipple followed by a second something clipped to her left.

A tug on the leash signified she was to walk and she followed Kim, the sound of a door opening and numerous muffled female voices confused Ramona until she felt a hand on her shoulder meaning she was to stop. “Here we are Ramona, now it’s time to join the party...” said Kim right before she yanked of the blindfold...
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