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Country Drive Monologue by Karinthia, Femdom bdsm
Copyright 2003, all rights reserved

From the story collection, Men In Training

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Patting the CD player next to me on the seat, I look over at my ‘victim’. How was he to know I’d been planning this for ages? I went to a lot of trouble collecting sound effects and making everything JUST right. I had lusted after this long and hard and he was going to give me everything I needed or heaven help him.

       Stopping at a red light, I can see the shiver overtake you. Hands clenched tight against your thighs. Real shame you are buckled tightly into place, isn’t it? Wrists to thighs, knees spread wide. Your head held high with a thick leather collar. No escaping what you are, is there?  I bet you are wondering right now how many people can see you. It’s a shame about the blindfold, but you had to make things difficult, didn’t you?

       How DOES that tiger balm feel when it’s rubbing inside you, anyway? I can see you wiggling around in your seat. Are you rubbing because it irritates you or because you are getting hot? Doesn’t make any difference, does it? First place I see to pull over, I’m putting more on.

       Seeing your naked chest rise as you struggle to gain air over the gag is SUCH a turn on. There goes those hands clenching again… and I haven’t even started yet! (puddle)

       This looks likes a nice place to stop and take a breather. Beautiful scenery and not *too* much traffic. Perfect! Wait and I’ll help you get out, it’s the least I can do. <smirk>

       That’s right…stand up nice and tall…well, as much as you can, that is. Stretch those muscles. You’ve been sitting in the same position for awhile now, haven’t you?

       Don’t worry, pet, I’m just unbuttoning your shorts. You did have to go the bathroom, didn’t you? Well, this is your one chance, you had better take advantage of it.  ~hiss of impatience~  I know we are on an open road and there are cars whizzing by...but if YOU don’t start whizzing soon, it’s not going to matter, because I’ll leave you here just as you are!   

       That’s my good boy, I thought you would see it my way.

       Well, since we have those pants undone, we might as well take care of that other little problem, hmm? ~shorts dropped~ God, you look good like that! Naked as the day you were born, gagged and bound. Makes me wonder why I thought you were so cute in a suit.

       Turn around and lean over, pet. You won’t fall, trust me. The hood of the car is right there. (CD player started) BEND OVER, I said! Don’t worry about the cars…I’m sure they’ve seen a naked man being bent over the hood of a car before…well, they probably won’t have seen what I’m about to do to YOU, tho.

       ~soothing tone~ That’s my baby…relax and let me have the plug back. Oh, you are clenched around that thing, aren’t you? I bet if I wiggle it around and fuck you nice and sweet with it, you’ll let go <g> ...what a sweet slut you are, pet.

       (slow passing of car from the CD player) Don’t worry, that car just slowed down alot…it’s not stopping. Jeez! Stop fidgeting! *smack*!  I will handle anyone who stops. Your job is to behave. Let’s see if you can get it right this once, hmm?

       There…tiger balm coated on it nice and thick…spread your legs wide, pet. Wider! I want this plug buried as far as it will go. We’ve still got a long trip ahead of us.

       Hmmm. god, the look of you lying against the hood, knowing that tiger balm is starting to burn and the plug is rubbing up against that little slut button of yours is getting me hot, pet. I think we need to take a little break and keep me entertained, don’t you?

       Lie down right there, pet. Don’t worry, if anyone stops to look, I’ll invite them over to try you out! lol. Now, LIE down right there in the dirt and I’ll take the gag off; I want to ride that sweet tongue of yours.

       (sound of a police siren in the distance comes from the CD player)…oh man, being scared makes that tongue of yours work furiously, doesn’t it? Get it in there deep, slut. I want to feel you all the way inside me. Don’t think I don’t see that cock of mine dripping.  You’ll pay for that later.

       (sound of the siren coming closer) Oh, baby…that’s it…I don’t care if you can breath or not, get that tongue moving! ~slapping cock~

       (sound of the siren stopping next to them and a door slamming).


Men In Training by Karinthia
     Reviewed by Lisa Bishop, Copyright (c) 2004

As an initial work by a new author, Men In Training by Karinthia is a delightful short story anthology brimming with sadistic females eagerly longing to take the males who crave them in their wake. Using all mediums, from phone sex to a chat format to traditional erotica, Karinthia lures the reader into her deceptions of the wanton male submissives, unsuspecting of their Mistresses’ actions or desires. 

With her imaginative and well-plotted scenes in “The White Knight,” Karinthia develops a devilish maiden domme with an alter ego that transforms a man of honor into her slave, willing to give himself freely to her and the alter ego whom he believes is another individual entirely.

The interesting settings, from the objectification of a submissive in “Homemade Bondage Furniture” where the submissive turned table is used by the guests of the party; to the voyeuristic repairman at the gym who gets his own “dues” that evening, demonstrate the painstaking effort to make her stories page turners. 

By far, my most favorite of the sadistic dommes was that of the robot in “Domme-In-A-Box.”  Already programmed with her customer’s kinks, this robot will not let up on the one who purchased her.  No, in fact, she’s out to give him ‘just what he ordered.’ While the whole concept of this robotic domme is brilliant, Karinthia’s depiction of each Mistress created is a delicious and devious creature, like that of Professor Chance in “The Nice Guy,” to the petite Donna in “Traditional,” who is determined to get her way and teach her husband a lesson he won’t likely forget.

While I have never been a fan of second person erotica, I found both “The Country Drive Monologue” and the “The Phone Call,” very tastefully done, very inspiring and could be read to frustrate a naughty submissive as a bedtime story.  Karinthia’s Men In Training is a fantastic anthology for a femdom enthusiast.

 

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