carmen hu1
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Well...I've been overdue on my second part for a bit in my opinion...but unfortunately...I've hit a block somewhere on that road of creativity! And since I felt bad depriving you nice people for well over two weeks...I've decided to post what I've had. Hopefully this block will clear up however...as well as the little cold I've been having...
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It has been about a week and a half since my little "incident" with Mia in that old house of some sort. I haven't shed a word about to anyone, not even to my own husband. The hearing is today...and I decided I was going to testify...that might have been a mistake.
"Mrs. Hu," The prosecutor addressed me as I was on the stand. "We understand that you are the only paramedic who was willing to testify against Mr. Kess."
"That is correct." I replied.
"I also understand that you have some photographs that will further back-up our claim."
"That I do." I pulled from inner-coat pocket a yellow envelope, and flipped it upside down; several Polaroids came out...each a shot of a bruise or injury.
My evidence was logged...and the verdict was soon given. The charges were pressed, and Mr. Kess was fined a good sum. I felt good being on the right side of the law...but, there are two different kinds at play here.
The very next day...my husband had to leave early in the morning to go on a business trip...what an unfortunate coincidence, as I was soon to find out.
"Bye, baby...see you in four days." He had said to me.
"I love you, Chris." I waved sadly...I didn't want him to leave. I felt vulnerable now...without a man to protect me. But I figured if I stayed in the house, the walls would keep me safe. Chris left...and I didn't notice, but he forgot to lock the door behind him.
It was around nine now...and as weekend routine, it was time to take a bath. I stripped down and let the water run...walking around the house in the cream colored towel. While I was waiting, my mind flashed back to the paper note I read that morning.
Remember, Carmen. If you go back on our deal, you will be sorry!
Could she really get me anywhere? Maybe I would go somewhere after my shower...to my sisters house maybe? The bathroom mirror was fogging up a little; the water was ready. I went into the room, and placed my glasses by the sink. That is when I heard the door open. My first thought was that it was my husband...in another attempt to catch me naked. "Chris? Chris, is that you?" He didn't answer...but he usually didn't if he was playing. I then did my part of the game...I faced away from the door, and acted like I was inattentive, that usually drew him near. I finally heard footsteps...light ones, but still audible. But soon...the image of a another woman was in the mirror, that was certainly not Chris..and it was much too late for me to be able to react. Once again, I fell for this brunette woman's trick. Not a second after she appeared in the mirror, she held me in a submissive hold, like a police would a running suspect, and forced me to the bed. "Hello, Carmen!" Mia greeted me with a mocking tone. "Remember me?"
I whimpered quietly as I felt some sort of shackles being slipped onto my wrists, and they were fastened to the bedposts at the front of the bed, my back being held up by the headboard. Next, my ankles were shackled accordingly, to the opposite side. When finished, Mia looked over at me.
"You know, for a paramedic, you don't follow written instructions very well. I thought you guys needed to follow everything written...gah, well."
I was afraid...remember her saying that I would "suffer". "Listen...please. You don't need to do this." I started to plead.
Mia didn't seem like she was going to take it. "No, Carmen. I do. You went back on a promise...and that's being a bad girl. And as such...bad girls need to be taught a lesson. Besides...you act like you know what I am going to do."
I watched her fearfully. Last time I was in uniform, hard to removed without ripping...this time there is just a towel blocking her from sensitive areas. A felt the towel on me being tugged, then ripped out from under me.
"I'm so happy you made it easy for me to expose you this time, Carmen. Last time there were those annoying shoes...clothes. I didn't feel like doing much."
My face must have flushed red. I was nude in front of a woman I didn't really know.
"Well Carmen, I hope you used the bathroom...because you won't be very happy if you didn't." I was more scared than before. Was she really gong to make me "go" right here? I felt a nail rake across my belly, and I yelped.
"Oh...n-no! Please, don't do that!" I begged again, but Mia only shook her head, and continued doing it over again, just bringing her finger back and forth over my belly. At first I bit down on my lip, forcing back giggles, but this seemed to be an "on" switch to Mia, and she clutched both of sides after a while, to break down my defense. That worked almost too perfectly, and I let out a quick squeal, that of which I tried so hard to stifle. A second later though…she stopped. Did she get bored of tickling me finally? No…the next thing she was place herself before me, sitting on my legs and facing me. We were almost sharing the same area of oxygen. “You ever heard the saying “A penny saved is a penny earned”?
I quirked my brow….what did that have to do with anything? “Y-yes…but why?” I asked in fear that this was some kind of clever wording to what would happen next.
“Oh no reason…just wanted to know.”
I started to think of why she would say that…but my thought train was derailed, when I felt several solid and moist objects on my left breast. I felt them drag down to my nipple…then a suckling feeling. I began to whimper…she was on my breast. “Wh-what are you doing?!” I shouted, trying to liberate my teat by shifting my body…but to no avail. She only smiled and continued. This should not have felt strange…or arousing, as had I a child, I’d be doing this to them their first couple years of life. But knowing all this was coming from another woman…the feeling was quite different. While she was working her tongue around my left one, I felt the coldness of her fingers on the one on my right. It had long been erect, and she could feel that as she pinched it. “Thish turnths you on?” I managed to make out, even though she still held my teat in her mouth.
I didn’t want to admit it, but it did.
My silence seemed to amuse her, as she chuckled and finally released both mouth and hand. I shuddered when I felt the stagnant air put a chill on the moist area of my breast. Mia’s face met mine once more. “I love this job, you know. I can do whatever I want to you…and there is nothing you can do about it.” I felt her hand on my nipple again, and she squeezed and began to twist it. I screamed, that hurt. “But lucky for you.” She continued. “I prefer to make people…smile…in a way.”
She sat on my legs now, facing away; I could no longer see what she was going to do to me now. I didn’t need to wait long though, as I felt a nail rake up both feet in perfect sync. “Aiieek!!!” I yelped loudly. “No! Please, Mia! Don’t do that! Don’t do that!” She let me see her face, and only smiled. “Sorry, Carmen.” More fingers joined into the fray, raking up and down, until I tried to pull them back. But my knees couldn’t even lift off, and my ankles were shackled tightly. She could do this without any impediment. I was laughing loudly, and looked like I was undergoing a seizure. And next thing she said made me fear for myself again. “Relax, lady…it’s not like I’m going “there”.”
She was talking about the sensitive areas in between my toes. “But we can if you want…do you?”
I was too busy laughing to even try to protest.
“No objections? Well, let’s begin then.” Mia let her head down by my left foot, and shot her tongue out like a harpoon, having spread my big toe from the rest. She was just attacking that little area, and she was enjoying it. I was forced into hysterics, arching my back upward, screeching at the top of my lungs, and her slimy tongue just coated my foot with saliva. She must have thought of me as some sort of candy. Carmel maybe? Eh…nevertheless I was not enjoying it as much as she was….and I’m sure she was not quite done with me yet…
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It has been about a week and a half since my little "incident" with Mia in that old house of some sort. I haven't shed a word about to anyone, not even to my own husband. The hearing is today...and I decided I was going to testify...that might have been a mistake.
"Mrs. Hu," The prosecutor addressed me as I was on the stand. "We understand that you are the only paramedic who was willing to testify against Mr. Kess."
"That is correct." I replied.
"I also understand that you have some photographs that will further back-up our claim."
"That I do." I pulled from inner-coat pocket a yellow envelope, and flipped it upside down; several Polaroids came out...each a shot of a bruise or injury.
My evidence was logged...and the verdict was soon given. The charges were pressed, and Mr. Kess was fined a good sum. I felt good being on the right side of the law...but, there are two different kinds at play here.
The very next day...my husband had to leave early in the morning to go on a business trip...what an unfortunate coincidence, as I was soon to find out.
"Bye, baby...see you in four days." He had said to me.
"I love you, Chris." I waved sadly...I didn't want him to leave. I felt vulnerable now...without a man to protect me. But I figured if I stayed in the house, the walls would keep me safe. Chris left...and I didn't notice, but he forgot to lock the door behind him.
It was around nine now...and as weekend routine, it was time to take a bath. I stripped down and let the water run...walking around the house in the cream colored towel. While I was waiting, my mind flashed back to the paper note I read that morning.
Remember, Carmen. If you go back on our deal, you will be sorry!
Could she really get me anywhere? Maybe I would go somewhere after my shower...to my sisters house maybe? The bathroom mirror was fogging up a little; the water was ready. I went into the room, and placed my glasses by the sink. That is when I heard the door open. My first thought was that it was my husband...in another attempt to catch me naked. "Chris? Chris, is that you?" He didn't answer...but he usually didn't if he was playing. I then did my part of the game...I faced away from the door, and acted like I was inattentive, that usually drew him near. I finally heard footsteps...light ones, but still audible. But soon...the image of a another woman was in the mirror, that was certainly not Chris..and it was much too late for me to be able to react. Once again, I fell for this brunette woman's trick. Not a second after she appeared in the mirror, she held me in a submissive hold, like a police would a running suspect, and forced me to the bed. "Hello, Carmen!" Mia greeted me with a mocking tone. "Remember me?"
I whimpered quietly as I felt some sort of shackles being slipped onto my wrists, and they were fastened to the bedposts at the front of the bed, my back being held up by the headboard. Next, my ankles were shackled accordingly, to the opposite side. When finished, Mia looked over at me.
"You know, for a paramedic, you don't follow written instructions very well. I thought you guys needed to follow everything written...gah, well."
I was afraid...remember her saying that I would "suffer". "Listen...please. You don't need to do this." I started to plead.
Mia didn't seem like she was going to take it. "No, Carmen. I do. You went back on a promise...and that's being a bad girl. And as such...bad girls need to be taught a lesson. Besides...you act like you know what I am going to do."
I watched her fearfully. Last time I was in uniform, hard to removed without ripping...this time there is just a towel blocking her from sensitive areas. A felt the towel on me being tugged, then ripped out from under me.
"I'm so happy you made it easy for me to expose you this time, Carmen. Last time there were those annoying shoes...clothes. I didn't feel like doing much."
My face must have flushed red. I was nude in front of a woman I didn't really know.
"Well Carmen, I hope you used the bathroom...because you won't be very happy if you didn't." I was more scared than before. Was she really gong to make me "go" right here? I felt a nail rake across my belly, and I yelped.
"Oh...n-no! Please, don't do that!" I begged again, but Mia only shook her head, and continued doing it over again, just bringing her finger back and forth over my belly. At first I bit down on my lip, forcing back giggles, but this seemed to be an "on" switch to Mia, and she clutched both of sides after a while, to break down my defense. That worked almost too perfectly, and I let out a quick squeal, that of which I tried so hard to stifle. A second later though…she stopped. Did she get bored of tickling me finally? No…the next thing she was place herself before me, sitting on my legs and facing me. We were almost sharing the same area of oxygen. “You ever heard the saying “A penny saved is a penny earned”?
I quirked my brow….what did that have to do with anything? “Y-yes…but why?” I asked in fear that this was some kind of clever wording to what would happen next.
“Oh no reason…just wanted to know.”
I started to think of why she would say that…but my thought train was derailed, when I felt several solid and moist objects on my left breast. I felt them drag down to my nipple…then a suckling feeling. I began to whimper…she was on my breast. “Wh-what are you doing?!” I shouted, trying to liberate my teat by shifting my body…but to no avail. She only smiled and continued. This should not have felt strange…or arousing, as had I a child, I’d be doing this to them their first couple years of life. But knowing all this was coming from another woman…the feeling was quite different. While she was working her tongue around my left one, I felt the coldness of her fingers on the one on my right. It had long been erect, and she could feel that as she pinched it. “Thish turnths you on?” I managed to make out, even though she still held my teat in her mouth.
I didn’t want to admit it, but it did.
My silence seemed to amuse her, as she chuckled and finally released both mouth and hand. I shuddered when I felt the stagnant air put a chill on the moist area of my breast. Mia’s face met mine once more. “I love this job, you know. I can do whatever I want to you…and there is nothing you can do about it.” I felt her hand on my nipple again, and she squeezed and began to twist it. I screamed, that hurt. “But lucky for you.” She continued. “I prefer to make people…smile…in a way.”
She sat on my legs now, facing away; I could no longer see what she was going to do to me now. I didn’t need to wait long though, as I felt a nail rake up both feet in perfect sync. “Aiieek!!!” I yelped loudly. “No! Please, Mia! Don’t do that! Don’t do that!” She let me see her face, and only smiled. “Sorry, Carmen.” More fingers joined into the fray, raking up and down, until I tried to pull them back. But my knees couldn’t even lift off, and my ankles were shackled tightly. She could do this without any impediment. I was laughing loudly, and looked like I was undergoing a seizure. And next thing she said made me fear for myself again. “Relax, lady…it’s not like I’m going “there”.”
She was talking about the sensitive areas in between my toes. “But we can if you want…do you?”
I was too busy laughing to even try to protest.
“No objections? Well, let’s begin then.” Mia let her head down by my left foot, and shot her tongue out like a harpoon, having spread my big toe from the rest. She was just attacking that little area, and she was enjoying it. I was forced into hysterics, arching my back upward, screeching at the top of my lungs, and her slimy tongue just coated my foot with saliva. She must have thought of me as some sort of candy. Carmel maybe? Eh…nevertheless I was not enjoying it as much as she was….and I’m sure she was not quite done with me yet…
