Her Best Bad Day A fictional story about Bondage & Discipline This story is dedicated to Darkthoughts03 on Adult FriendFinder, whose kisses, alone, inspired a myriad of fantasies for me. Could anything else go wrong? I overslept, bad hair day, new zit, & it took me forever to find the right look for the executive board meeting today.

My captive audience, a bunch of dirty old men--why not give them a treat.

My selected attirea steamy, semi-sheer white blouse with a lacy white bra & camisole underneath, short, black, slightly tight skirt with matching jacket, black garter belt, no panties & stockings & very high heels.

Theyll drool with lust. What a rush to see their lengths standing at attention when they get up to leave the room.

Im so bad. Just when I thought there was a chance I might make it to work on time, my cars engine just died. I was able to coast off to the side of the freeway. Murphys law strikes again, my cell battery is dead. Great, now Ill have to hoof it to the next exit, wearing these high heels. OK, pull yourself together, girl, you can do this, I said to myself as cars whizzed by.

About that time I heard the low rumbling of not just one motorcycle, but several. Oh God, please let them go by.

I really dont want any help today. As my luck would have it the leader of the group put on his signal & began to slow down & he led his nasty comrades off the road several yards in front of me.

I could run back to my car, but Id never make it in these heels & Im not going to ruin a brand new pair of stockings by taking off my shoes. No way. Ill face these clowns. I can be tough. Bring it on! I clinched my fists & continued walking very purposely, ready to Tae-Bo kick anyone who got in my way. Here they come, walking toward me making gestures & planning their attack. I stopped walking.

About that time the apparent leader of the group emerged & said, Gentlemen, this is my call. I couldnt imagine what power he had over these men, but they stopped in their tracks, allowing him to move ahead.

As he approached me, I was immediately impressed by his height, strong features & perfectly tuned body.

He was neatly dressed in a leather jacket with a tight black T-shirt underneath, jeans with leather chaps covering them. He looked very dark, serious & threatening, but I could see a tinge of compassion in his eyes. We stood for a moment checking each other out & I could tell he was pleased with his find. I felt my face flush & my juices started to flow as my mind raced with thoughts of what it would be like to be ravished by this handsome, wild buck. Would you like a lift, he said in a sultry tone. I said, Sure, Ill take a ride, which got a definite rise out of the five waiting bikers. I must be out of my mind. Why didnt I say no. Why am I trusting this stranger? Ive never been on a motorcycle in my life! He placed his hand on my back & guided me to his bike. This is a little awkward, I said as I pulled up my skirt, exposing my garters while I climbed on behind him. The other guys were going nuts making the most of seeing me expose my stuff. Not knowing where to put my hands, he reached back, grabbed my hands & placed them around his waist. He was so sure of himself, so masterful. Id never felt such a stirring of emotions. My thoughts raced as we began to move. At least a dozen what ifs came to my mind. He passed the next exit & the next & the next & each time I yelled in his ear to pull off.

He showed no response. It seemed like hours since we left my stranded car. Where was he taking me? Would my boss wonder what happened to me & send out a search party? Finally, he slowed down, signaling to leave the interstate & made his way to a small road leading to another smaller road which ended at a small cabin in the woods in the middle of nowhere. My thoughts were totally out of control at this point & for the first time in my life I was literally too scared to speak or move. He dismounted & told me to as well, & said, Dont be afraid, nothing happens here that you dont want to happen.

Do you understand? Relieved, I said, Thank you. His biker buddies were checking me out, trying to intimidate me & he snapped his fingers & said, Gentlemen, youre scaring my guest.

I said, Let me remind you that you have kidnapped me & thats a federal crime.

He looked at me & smiled wryly & said, Well see if you still want to press charges after weve had some fun. Fun, I said.

What do you mean? He said, I mean from this point on you will only speak when I say you can & you will do everything I tell you to do, & trust me, you WILL enjoy it. In fact, youll thank me & beg me for more. I started to speak & he covered my mouth with his hand & said Shhhh, no more words. He grabbed the pack from his bike, opened it & showed me his leather straps, collar & leash, blindfold, whip & nipple clamps. He explained to me what each item was & what he intended to do with it. I thought about running, but I couldnt. He had somehow captivated me with his mysterious eyes & smooth voice.

Im a very spirited, strong-willed person, yet, I became weak in his presence.

I wanted him to take control of me & I knew he could command my respect. Frightened & nervous, the tears streamed down my face & he gently stroked my cheeks with his strong hands, then tasted my tears. In full view of his buddies, he led me to a rusty clothesline pole, positioned one arm at a time to its T-shape, then tied each hand securely. He pushed steel spikes in the ground out from each side of me then tied each ankle securely with leather straps.

I was completely outstretched, helplessly bound & blindfolded. A victim to his whims & mercy.

He unbuttoned my blouse, exposing my lacy undergarments. My breasts spilled over the cups of my white lacy bra. He tantalized me by gently running his finger across the top of my bra, down into the depth of my cleavage.

Then he kissed me very softly, toying my lips, then my neck & ears. When I tried to kiss him back, he pulled away, leaving me trembling with desire for him. The teasing lasted for an eternity. He seemed to know my body & he could sense my response to his touch & my mounting orgasm. Each time I was about to unload in ecstasy, he pulled away & whispered, hold that thought. I wanted to scream with frustration, but I dared not.

He exposed my breasts & fondled my nipples just long enough to get them good & hard, then he clamped them tight & I let out a soft gasp. Didnt I tell you to be silent? he barked.

You will learn to obey, bitch.

He picked up his whip & moved behind me. I trembled in anticipation of his strike. He cracked the whip, each time I jumped in fear causing the straps to tighten on my numb & tingling body. He surprised me with a lash around my thighs & it stung like crazy. When he had tired of whipping me, he noticed the nipple clamps had fallen off, so he sucked & twisted on my nipples then clamped them even tighter.

Tears squirted from under my tightly closed eyelids.

He called to his buddies, Found something she really likes here, boys. Bring my bike over. Lets hook her up & let her stretch her legs.

I dont understand why I wanted to please him. Its as if he cast a spell over me. I didnt struggle as he placed the collar & leash around my neck & tied me to his bike. The nipple clamps pulled down even harder & with my hands bound behind me I tried to jog behind the moving bike. I did my best, but my legs were still numb & I fell to my knees & the leash pulled my face to the ground. He stopped his bike, dismounted & stood over me. You disappoint me, slut, he smirked & motioned for his buddies. For that you will entertain my friends. His punishment was sure as his nasty comrades approached, undressed & ravished me like hungry wolves on a fallen doe. Every hard, oozing length was sucked upon demand & every opening on my body was filled with their sticky cum. I wanted to pass out, but I couldnt. They took turns playing, fingering & spanking me.

All the while their leader stood by, watching the demonstration of my obedience to him.

I wanted only to please him & wondered what would happen next. Would he reward me for all I had done? Would he hold me & cuddle me, or would he leave me to die? I think shes had enough fun. I can take it from here, he ordered. He freed my hands & began to neatly tuck his gear back into the pack. I looked down at my exhausted, dirty, cum-filled body & soft placeumed the fetal position.

I wondered why he was ignoring me after all I had endured to please him. A huge lump formed in my throat as I tried not to cry, but I couldnt contain the tears. He slowly approached me. I dared not look at him, fearing the power he possessed over me.

Get up & kneel, he said sternly. He unzipped his jeans, exposing his beautiful, thick, shiny length. He rubbed it against my flushed, wet cheeks, circling my mouth with its thick head, only to pull it away when I stuck out my tongue to toy it. Patience, my beauty, he said fighting a smile. You may touch me now.

Like a baby embracing a bottle, I gently took his length into my hands as he entered my mouth. He moaned with pleasure as I toyed his head & took it deep into my throat.

Then I began sucking it harder & harder as saliva dripped to the ground & seeped down my arms. I tasted his pre-cum then felt the warmth of his load squirting inside my mouth as he groaned & cursed. I wanted to keep him inside my mouth forever, but he withdrew his still hard length, held my face in his hands & gave me a deep, tongue-sweeping kiss and we communed on his cum. Bend over & show me your fine soft place, he barked.

Because youve been such a good slut, Im going to give you your reward, now. He stroked my soft place, then spanked it hard, followed by more rubbing. Then, he fingered my softness, capturing its juices to spread on my tight sensitive place & his still incredibly hard length. He proceeded to enter me. He pumped harder, banging his body into mine as he grabbed my hair with one hand & my hip with the other & held me in place. Something within me began to tighten like a vise. He felt my orgasm coming & he pounded me even harder & grunted, Embrace your reward, tramp. My orgasm swept over me like none Ive ever felt before. It was so intense, I felt weak & passed out for a few moments. When I aroused, he was holding me & touching my lips with his fingers which he had dipped in water. I sat up & he offered me a much-needed drink of water. I kissed his hands in gratitude. Tears of joy flowed & he gently kissed them away.

It was my best bad day. To be continued