The Oubliette Series: Pain and Pleasure

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Daniel pulled up to the closest pump, parked and yanked the parking brake up in one smooth movement. He opened the door and stepped out onto the wet pavement. The gas station was all but empty due to the late hour. He was not surprised; it was often he was on his way home at this late hour after a full day at the SGC. He twisted the cap from the tank opening and slipped the nozzle inside whistling as the numbers climbed. He topped it off and returned the nozzle to the cradle and collected his receipt. He reached for the handle and sensed a presence and turned to see if someone was there. A hand gripped his arm and a needle passed through his skin injecting a liquid with a spurt faster then he could say “Hey..” his body lost the ability to stand. Hands moved him inside of the car and over to the passenger side as the stranger slide behind the wheel. He heard the car turn over as sleep enclosed him.

Daniel’s eyes ached as they opened. He groaned. Déjà Vu, he thought. Or was it? He strained to focus but could not see anything. It was then he realized his eyes were covered. He tugged but his arms were also restrained above his head. His bare feet could feel the tile it seemed familiar he thought. The button down collared shirt he wore was gone, as were his jeans. He could feel his boxers were still on. At lehe whe was not plagued with thirst this time, but the chains that held him up were biting into his wrists and he squirmed.

Heels clicked on the tile and approached him; he could feel her inches from his face, studying him.

“My Daniel…” she breathed “It has been quite some time.”

He nodded not answering.

He heard her circle him running her nails along his skin as she did. They dug in at times cutting into his flesh and he winced.
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“Tell me Daniel….if you were to choose, what would it be? Pain or Pleasure?”

He hesitated not sure what to answer with. “Pleasure…” he managed to say still unsure.

He could feel her breath on his back and then a snap in the air, a burning sensation along his flesh and he cried out as something contacted his skin. She had struck him he thought with shock, with a whip? He whimpered in surprise.

“Daniel….Pain or Pleasure” she insisted.

He took in a breath and said again “Pleasure”.

He could feel the air move again as the whip stung his skin he jolted forward and cried out.

“How can you choose something..when you can’t feel it?” she asked.

“Pain!” he shouted.

Again the whip stung him, with intensity. What did she want? He had chosen, his mind raced.

“Hmm…my poor Daniel…” her voice smooth and whipped him again so hard he nearly lost consciousness as the pain crept along his spine.

“Stay with me…..” she murmured. He heard her come back around; she gripped his chin looking at him.

He wanted her to remove the blindfold so bad, but he knew not to ask, for she might feel inclined to whip him again. His body was sweating, glistening from the strain and he could smell the mint permeating, from her subtle and refreshing.

“Choose Daniel…or shall I demonstrate again?” her voice tinged with hope as she ran the handle end of the whip along his chest.

“Pain is pleasure….they are one in the same” he replied at last.

“My darling boy…I knew when I first saw you…how quickly you would learn.” She seemed equally pleased and remorseful at the same time.

The clicking of heels once more on the tile and she touched something moist to his back the stinging sensation subsided some, just enough to keep him going. Her hands caressed his skin tracing the marks on his back as though she relished them. She moaned with delight and slid her hand down his back over his ass and slid the boxers off. Ring ing around and pulling her body close to his she caressed his chest. Her breasts teased his backside as her hands explored his thighs and legs brushing his cock, but not embracing it. It began to heed her exploring fingers as she stroked his body. It reached out to her and she took it in her hands sliding it in and out till it became slick with sweat and his juices. Daniel was bg thg the edge of the blindfold in his mouth, willing himself from crying out.

Moving once again to his front she pulled him close her naked body grinding against his.
Suddenly the chains were no longer above his head, and his arms fell down behind his back, he grunted as they were yanked downward and were secured at his feet. He tilted his head trying to see from the bottom of the blindfold. It was no use it was wide and thick covering most of his face. He mouth barely showing from the bottom half.

“Down” she instructed and pushed him, he gave way to slid to the floor on his back wincing as the cuts were irritated by the tile floor and she was on top of him now. His arms lying on either side on his body, still straining at the bonds, they were to tight, and he could not move them. He moaned as she rode him harder, he bucked under her, thrusting up, he wanted to come, wanted to be in control.

Leaning over his face she bit his lower lip, something slid under his neck, it felt rough like leather. The whip, he thought cringing as she tightened it around his neck, encircling it. He gasped as it pressed on his windpipe. Was she going to kill him?

“Pain and Pleasure” she whispered into his ear. Her grip tightened as her thrusts intensified. He struggled for breath and she moaned. She sounded elated as he writhed beneath her it fueled her more as she climaxed she released whipwhip and arched back.

“That’s it Daniel…..can you feel it?” she asked taking him in deeper moving her body as he breathed in deep, he cried out again as she relentless drove his cock inside her. He couldn’t hold back the orgasm inside. He thrusted again his upper body rising as far as the chains allowed, driving it up further and released his burden, he howled a mixture of his pain and desire. His head landed back on the tile as the muscles eased. Descending from him she laid alongside his chest her nails dancing on his flushed skin. His breaths were ragged and he did not move.

“Daniel…what will you reveal to me next?” she pondered, “I shall enjoy our next encounter, to see how you will fair but for now I will grant you one question, and I will answer it.” She said.

He hesitated there were so many things he wanted to know. He decided something simple would work “What is your name?” he asked.

“Sloane” she replied, “That is all you shall learn from me dear Dr. now it is time for you to return.”

He knew he would learn nothing else and felt the prick of a needle. The effects were almost immediate, like before, he slipped into unconsciousness.

A light shone in his eye as he squinted in response it was a parking lot light. He was in his car. His clothes were back on although somewhat askew. He sat up gripping the steering wheel; the keys were dangling from the ignition. He looked at his watch it had been 3 hours since he had stopped for gas. He looked out beyond the windshield. It was the same gas station. He sat back harshly with frustration. He cringed. His back was still in pain. He hoped Janet wouldn’t have to check him anytime soon they would be hard to explain. His thoughts went back to the Oubliette and Sloane. He knew her name that is if she was telling the truth. It was a start he had a hunch he would get the opportunity to learn more someday if she allowed it. He leaned forward and started the car pulling his seatbelt on. He drove from the parking lot edging the car towards home.