Bubba Seizes the Day
Copyright Dave Haugen 2002
M/F rape torture
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Part 1
Sure, it wasn't the greatest job, but it was a living.
For three years now, 32 year Bubba Johnson had been
working for the custodial staff at the local university.
Cleaning toilets, mopping hallway floors, vacuuming
classroom carpets; not exactly glamorous work, but it
paid the bills. At least it beats manual labor, Bubba
thought to himself as he dunked his raggedy gray mop
into his pail, which by now was practically dirt-soaked.
Looking up at the hallway clock, Bubba saw that it was
only 9:30. It felt like he had been working for hours,
yet he had just started his shift thirty minutes ago.
Working the late shift till five in the morning was hard
to get to used to, but after a few months, Bubba's
internal clock gradually adapted to the late nights, and
he was able to function. Actually, he thought to
himself, he felt pretty damn good around this time of
night.
"Night man, don't work too hard!" said one of the
electricians on the university's mechanical department,
as he headed past Bubba in the hallway. "Never do!" was
Bubba's retort as he kept on mopping. Bubba was a
of size. His 6'4" stature and his 250 pound
frame was domineering, and Bubba was always proud of his
ability to remain in fairly good shape. Not that it did
him much good in the romance department...most women
were usually afraid to even come near him.
As Bubba took another dunk into his pail, a group of
four university seniors walked past him, chattering
egocentrically away about midterms and paper due dates.
Bubba couldn't stand listening to all of those white
arrogant punks, all of them having it so easy in life,
with their no doubt footing the bill while they
frolicked away from class to class, living the easy
life. Bubba always wished he had the opportunity of
going to school, however, coming from a broken home in a
rough neighborhood, and having to support his ailing
mother and three younger siblings, Bubba knew he could
never have coughed up the money needed to feed tuition-
hungry academic centers. Most of his friends who were
also black never found their way to either. It
infuriated Bubba to no end, knowing how unjust American
society treated people. Not that any of the white
punks that walked around him in the hallways cared. Out
of the corner of his eye, Bubba caught one of the
in the foursome giving him a disgusted repulsed stare,
and that just enraged him even further. Bubba slammed
his mop into the pail and decided that he had better get
his mind off of all that negative stuff before his
temper got the better of him. If there was one
personality trait of Bubba's that domineered over
everything else, it was his hot temper. Picking up the
pail, Bubba sauntered over to the education building's
gymnasium, deciding that he had better make sure
everyone was out of there before he started sweeping the
large wooden-floor area.
Walking into the gymnasium after grabbing his sweeping
broom from the custodial closet, Bubba quickly noticed
the watery stains on the floor from all of the punks.
Shaking with anger, Bubba thought to himself that he
would like to break the legs of any student that ever
again walked into the gymnasium with their outdoor shoes
on. "What the fuck do they think those signs are out
there for anyway, motherfuckers" Bubba cursed out,
knowing that he would have to wash some of the floor
down first before even getting to the sweeping. As he
pivoted towards the door, a voice echoed out into the
non-acoustical gymnasium, causing Bubba to freeze in his
tracks.
"Hey, watch your language!" Bubba turned around,
surprised at not having noticed anyone in the gym before
he walked in. On the far side of the gym nearly 90 feet
away, amidst all of the gymnastics equipment that was
set up along the side wall, stood a sight that would be
forever frozen in Bubba's mind until the day he died...a
young girl, maybe 18 or 19, although she looked to be
much much younger, only about 5 feet tall, stood on one
foot on a large blue mat by the balance beam, her other
foot perched upwards leaning on the beam, totally
perpendicular to her upright body. She wore an
absolutely gorgeous green velvet, glittered, tank
leotard that was totally armless and legless. The
outfit clung to every bend and curve on the girl's body,
accentuating a beautiful set of hips and breasts, not
full and woman-like, but rather, smaller and tighter,
like those found on a high school cheerleader. Her dark
brunette hair was pulled backwards into a tight pony-
tail, held together by a coordinating green scrunchie.
Bubba couldn't believe the impact his view was giving
him, and he felt himself growing instantly hard as if
all the blood in his body was draining towards his
groin.
The kept standing still, in some sort of stretching
exercise, and Bubba couldn't take his eyes off of her.
Noticing Bubba's lack of movement, the blurted out
"Do you mind??"
Bubba tried to regain his composure, enough to utter out
some words in reply, but some severely sexual thoughts
had already entered his mind, and they weren't about to
leave. "Uh...sorry miss, but, uh, the ed building
closes at 10." said Bubba as about a million ideas ran
through his mind about what he would like to do to that
pert flexible body standing across the gym.
"Duhhhhh, I knoooowwww" replied the in the most
smart-alecky, condescending voice imaginable. How dare
she speak to him that way, Bubba thought as he clenched
his fist on the broom handle he was holding, that little
girl has absolutely no manners. "I'll be out of here in
like ten minutes, so chill!"
For years, one of the disadvantages of Bubba's job was
having to watch these tight-assed flaunt
their little bodies around, thinking they were all high
and mighty, certainly better than some black janitor
without a education, thought Bubba. Like a
kaleidoscope, every instance of every small mindless
encounter Bubba had with these preppy school kids came
flooding back to him; every insult, every dirty sneer,
every "I'm smarter, richer and better than you" look.
It hit Bubba like a ton of bricks. He couldn't stand
thinking that people felt they were better than him,
especially some tiny, insignificant, 18 year snob.
And who was she to snap at him as though he was some
nobody, especially when he didn't even do or say
anything to her in the first place.
Knowing that any retaliatory remark would probably end
up costing him his job, Bubba decided to just bee-line
for the door and leave, hoping that when he returned to
clean up the floor, the would be gone. Only two
steps outside of the gymnasium, Bubba stopped. His
imagination and his arousal getting the best of him, he
decided to take another peek through the glass door
windows at the little gymnastics queen. She was now
sitting on the floor, her legs spread wide apart in the
straddle position, and her upper body leaning forwards
in a new stretch. Lurid thoughts and ideas poured into
Bubba's imagination, and he felt his heartbeat
quickening and some adrenaline rushing through his
veins, as if his body was preparing himself for some
major activity. His brain started to catch up to his
body, reminding him that here he was, practically alone
in this building with some white stuck-up dressed
up in an unbelievably sexy outfit, who had just finished
insulting him and treating him like pond scum.
"Ahh fuck man, snap out of it!" Bubba said out loud,
trying to regain his composure. Heading back to
retrieve his mop and a clean pail of water, Bubba
returned to the gym a few minutes later, wanting to go
back inside, just to have another round of interaction
with that girl. He just couldn't let her get the last
word in, especially being as arrogant and snooty as it
was. What the hell, Bubba thought, he would have a
little fun mouthing back to this little bitch. What
would be the worst that could happen? And it would
certainly make himself feel better.
Stepping back into the gymnasium, Bubba glanced out of
the corner of his eye as the was sitting cross-
legged on the blue mat, digging around inside of her
tote bag, looking for something. Bubba looked up at one
of the clocks on the gym wall and spoke up, deciding to
be louder and more confident than his pathetic
stuttering statement from before. "Hey Miss, I told you
that the building is closing, in ten minutes!"
Her response...? Nothing! She didn't even flinch,
driving Bubba nearly through the roof with anger! How
dare she not even acknowledge him, Bubba thought. "Hey!
Miss!", Bubba repeated much louder this time, his voice
echoing through the empty gym, "I said we close in TEN
MINUTES!" This time, the lifted her head and
stared directly at Bubba, replying in a sharp,
punctuating voice, "I heard you the first time! I'm
just getting my stuff together!"
"Well hurry up then!" said Bubba as he walked towards
the watery stains on the floor, waiting to be mopped up.
Angrier than ever, Bubba still felt like she had the
better of their exchange. Look at her, he thought,
sitting there like some primadonna, digging around in
her petty belongings, not caring about anyone or
anything but herself. Finally, after slipping on a pair
of open-toed sandals, she picked up her duffle bag,
swung it over her shoulder and marched towards Bubba,
who was directly in her path to get to the gym's exit
doors. Bubba's heart began to race again as he slapped
his mop back and forth across the floor, watching her
carefully from the corner of his eye, hoping that she
would snap back at him one more time, just to give him
another opportunity to say what was really on his mind.
Instead, she walked right past him, out the door, and
towards the changing room area without having even said
a single word. "Bitch!" Bubba said sharply under his
breath, as he caught the wafting smell of her sweat
mixed with some girlie perfume, sending his
arousal level almost through the roof. His imagination
was running wild; he hadn't felt this outraged and this
aroused in a long time.
Suddenly, the doors behind him opened again, and before
Bubba could even turn around, that high pitched
voice came flying back at him yet once more. "Hey! The
change room doors are locked dorkhead! How the hell am
I supposed to leave if I can't even get changed? Huh
Einstein??" That did it.
That really did it.
Bubba gritted his teeth and decided that he was going to
make a monumental decision in his life. It was the
proverbial straw that broke the camel's back. All of
the frustration, anger and jealousy that had been built
up so powerfully in his life boiled over like an
erupting volcano. He had always fantasized about an
opportunity like this and now he had his chance to get
back at everyone who has ever crossed his path and was
able to get away with it. And this poor little white
gymnast was about to bear the burden of all those
people, and all on her own. Bubba knew what he was
going to do, and it felt fantastic. Hell, after being
treated like shit by so many, year in and year out
throughout his entire life, he was going to take back a
little of what he deserved and desired. Bubba smiled a
wide-toothed, white-teethed grin as he looked over the
girl standing before him, her arms crossed in front of
her, her lips grimaced in an angry pout, her little body
just begging to pay the price for her attitude. Yeah,
he thought, life is short, and what a shame it would be
to not fulfill his deepest darkest fantasy when it was
so blatantly gift wrapped in this erotic little package
in front of him. And topped with a scrunchie.
With all the confidence in the world now, Bubba spoke.
"Who the fuck do I look like, your fucking slave, Miss?"
The look on the girl's face, to Bubba, was absolutely
priceless. Her eyes widened like two saucers and her
jaw dropped as though she had just seen the sinking of
the Titanic. Yet surprisingly, there wasn't a sign of
fear in her demeanor, just an incredulous disbelief that
any one, let alone a man, let alone a black man, would
ever, EVER, speak to her with those words. Yes, she was
going to give him a piece of her mind, a big piece. And
Bubba was ready for that and every other piece she would
eventually have to offer.
"How dare you speak to me that way, you low life creep!"
the blurted out slowly and assuredly. Bubba
couldn't believe it...she wasn't in the least bit
intimidated by being alone with someone almost a foot
and a half taller than her and weighing more than 150
pounds more. He liked her spunk. Hated her attitude,
but loved the fact that she was justifying everything he
was planning to do to her. She continued, "I'm going to
have you fired so fast, you'll be back in the ghetto
where you belong! Now open that door so I can get my
stuff!!" Bubba kept smiling, loving every twist and
turn of her lips and tongue as she uttered such harsh
words for someone so tiny and fragile. She was
certainly writing some cheques that her ass wasn't able
to cash. But he would make damn sure that her ass
cashed each and every one of her cheques, Bubba thought
lewdly as he planned his next move.
"Fired huh? I'm already fired Miss. Fired right up
that is."
"What ever!!!" she snapped back, "I'll just find someone
else to get my stuff for me"
As she turned around, Bubba decided it was time to make
his move. One quick lunge was enough to put Bubba
within striking distance of the girl. He reached around
with his left arm and quickly covered her mouth. Before
she even knew what was happening to her, Bubba easily
lifted her entire body off the ground with his other
arm, wrapping itself around her thighs and holding her
in the air like a sack of potatoes. The started
squirming fiercely, as her body instinctively tried to
wiggle its way out of its predicament, but there was no
possibility that she would be able to break the grasp of
Bubba's muscular arms. A million and one thoughts raced
through Bubba's mind, as he began mapping out the next
few minutes, and about what he was going to do now that
he had her. He placed her down onto her back on top of
a floor mat that laid by the gym doors and straddled
her, keeping his hand firmly placed over her mouth.
With little difficulty, he undid his belt and managed to
loop it around her arms and waist. Having to create a
new in the leather, he was able to cinch it tight
and buckle it, effectively keeping her arms alongside
the sides of her body. Her wrists and fingers were able
to move, but the belt was so tight that she wasn't going
to be able to free her trapped arms. Bubba leaned in
closely over top of her and said "You listen to me you
little white cunt...if you even think about giving me a
hard time with this, I'll kill you. Do you hear me?"
The didn't say a word, but continued to breathe
heavily through her nose, her little nostrils opening
and clothing rapidly as Bubba's large black hand covered
most of the lower part of her face. Bubba couldn't
believe how stunningly beautiful she was in every way.
She was the perfect female package...he judged her to be
just under 100 pounds, and with a body to die for! She
certainly would pass for being 18 from the head up, but
her body was that of a budding 16 year old. In short,
she had the perfect gymnast's figure, and Bubba couldn't
believe that he was actually sitting on top of this
piece of paradise beneath him. Reaching over to her
duffle bag sitting on the floor beside them, Bubba
grabbed the purse which was inside and began digging
around for some identification.
"Ah, let's see bitch...here we go...Jennifer. Jennifer
Madison." What a sweet angelic name, Bubba thought.
He'd always loved the name Jennifer. A plan began to
form in his mind and he started to formulate some ideas.
He needed a nice quiet place to ensure that he could be
alone with this and some way of making his absence
at work not seem suspicious. As much as he wanted to
keep his little to himself, Bubba knew that
he would have to get some outside help to make this
work, and he quickly dug his cell phone out of his
pocket to call his friend Drake. He knew his buddy
would be in the Physics building at this time and that
he was the key to getting away with this.
Jennifer lay crushed underneath Bubba, feeling his heavy
weight pressing down into her tight abdomen and his hand
still covering her mouth, preventing her from screaming
for help. She listened as he dialed up a number on his
cell phone and talked to someone named Drake. Her heart
slowly began to sink as she listened to Bubba making
arrangements over the phone...apparently Drake was a
with a similar size and build as Bubba, who promised to
complete Bubba's shift in the education building as well
as his own. Bubba would be taking her to an outside
location, and Drake was to let anyone suspicious know
that he had called in sick. As for seeing Jennifer,
Bubba told Drake that if the police or anyone came
questioning him about it, that he was to say that he
hadn't noticed anyone around the education building at
all. Jennifer began to squirm under Bubba again as she
heard him agree to let Drake in on 'a piece of the
action' when the time was right. Bubba clicked off his
phone and refocused his attention back on Jennifer.
"Now you listen here bitch...you can make this hard on
yourself or easy on yourself. In a few days, if you
behave, I'll let you go. You'll never hear from me
again, but you'll be alive. If you give me any
problems, when we get to where we're going, I'll make
sure that you suffer more than anyone has ever suffered
before on this planet and then I'll kill you! You got
that? I'll fucking kill you and bury you. The choice
is yours. Now stand up."
Making sure that he kept his hand over Jennifer's mouth,
Bubba stood up and yanked her to her feet, making her
stand on her own. He roughly dragged her over to the
gym's equipment room and unlocked the door with his key.
Knowing that he had to act quickly, Bubba pushed her
inside and closed the door behind him. With tears in
her eyes, Jennifer stood perfectly still, her arms still
fastened to her sides with the belt, and started to beg,
pathetically. Music to Bubba's ears.
"Please let me go, please, I promise I won't tell
anyone, I'll give you money, my daddy has a lot of
money, please..."
Bubba listened to and delighted in every pleading word
that came out of this white cunt's mouth, but remained
focused on the task at hand, getting things ready for
their departure. He took a piece of silver duct tape
and placed it over her lips causing her to shake her
head back and forth, flipping her ponytail around in a
series of erotic movements. He then pushed down on her
shoulders so that she kneeled to the floor, sitting on
her heels, and with little difficulty, he wrapped the
tape around her thighs and her shins, keeping her legs
bent and locked together. Grabbing one of the skipping
ropes in an open cabinet, Bubba bent her body forward so
that her knees were tucked into her chest, pointing at
her collar bone, and then proceeded to wrap the rope
around her back, effectively tying her into a tight
little ball. Dumping out a sack of basketballs into an
empty bin, Bubba easily dumped Jennifer's squirming
little body inside and tied it up. Hoisting her over
his shoulder like one of Santa's Christmas sacks, Bubba
carefully carried her back out to the gym, and picked up
the duffle bag in his other hand. The last bit of
business was collecting all of Jennifer's belongings
from the women's change room, and he did so carefully,
ensuring that no one else was lurking around the
practically deserted building.
Funny how things work out, Bubba thought as he placed
the lumpy moving sack into the trunk of his Chevy Nova.
All things seemed to be aligned perfectly for this to
happen, as he thought of the close proximity of his car
in the deserted, totally empty staff parking lot. He
was able to drive away from the campus without
an ounce of suspicion towards himself, and with one of
the sexiest white females he had ever laid his eyes upon
stashed away in his trunk. And he couldn't wait to
start playing some gymnastics games with little Jennifer
Madison. And he had just the idea of the perfect place
to do it! he felt alive!
His first stop was to a hardcore sex toy shop clear
across the city. Bubba parked his vehicle in the
parking lot and felt the butterflies twirling away in
his stomach as he thought of all the fun he was going to
have in the next few days. Stepping into the large
store, Bubba surveiled the crowd...nothing out of the
ordinary, just the usual crowd of individual
perusing the shelves. Like a kid in a candy store,
Bubba went from shelf to shelf picking out an arsenal of
items. What the hell he thought, it's worth spending
some money for what he would be getting. Most would
sign away their limbs for the opportunity to play with
Jennifer in the way that he was going to. So, three
hundred and fifty dollars later, Bubba walked out of the
store and back into his car.
The grocery store was next on Bubba's shopping agenda,
and he picked up several bags of food and some "other"
items, that would come in useful for the next few days.
Chuckling to himself, Bubba drove on towards his final
destination, the perfect place in which to play with
Jennifer. It was too perfect. Bubba's friend Charlie
had a gymnasium that was closed for three weeks while
Charlie vacationed in Europe with his wife. Before
leaving, Charlie asked Bubba to check up on the
establishment from time to time to make sure everything
was okay. Because Charlie kept a stash of drugs in the
place, he explained to Bubba that he would be the only
one given the spare key to enter the gym during his
vacation. Charlie had only been gone for a week, so
Bubba knew he had plenty of time to safely enjoy himself
inside the quiet secluded gym. He couldn't wait to see
Jennifer performing many series of gymnastics
contortions and routines, coached on by him, with the
help of a few of her new "accessories" that he would
have fun introducing her to. Yes, said Bubba to
himself, "Life is for the taking, and I'm about to take
what I've always wanted!"
Pulling into the parking lot of "Charlie's Gym", Bubba
unlocked the garage at the back of the building and
drove inside. Again, he couldn't believe his luck that
no one was around to see him pull in...he was truly home
free! Turning off the ignition and shutting the garage
door behind him, Bubba opened up the trunk and was happy
to see that the canvas sack was still squirming away
excitedly. Bubba opened the top of the sack and pulled
Jennifer's body out of it. A layer of sweat covered
Jennifer's pale white skin, showing the results of her
futile exertions. Bubba licked her arm and tasted her
delicious sweaty pheromones, thrilled at the excitement
of the night ahead of them. It was only 11 o'clock and
he and Jennifer had all night to get to know each other
better! Bubba then untied the skipping rope and sliced
through the duct tape around her thighs and shins,
ripping it off with a resultant "mmmmmm" sound coming
from behind her gag. As he lifted her out of the trunk,
Bubba decided to leave only the belt around her arms and
the tape on her mouth for now, and he led her through
the hallway to the main gym area, after shutting down
the motion detection sensors from the security sensors.
After being so tightly bound for the better part of an
hour, Jennifer could barely walk, and Bubba had to keep
her propped up while her legs got used to standing
again.
Charlie's gym was small but had all of the amenities
required in a good facility of it's kind: two fully
stocked weightrooms, some exercise bikes, treadmills, a
pool, a hot tub, a sauna, and most important to Bubba, a
wide variety of gymnastics equipment. After all, he so
rudely interrupted Jennifer's training earlier in the
evening, and wanted to make up for it by giving her the
chance to show him what she could really do. Hanging
rings, a balance beam, a pummel horse, trampolines,
climbing bars, pirouette bars, balls/ribbons/and hoops,
not to mention the devious sex toys that he purchased
would provide Jennifer with some new challenges in her
gymnastics training. No time to start like the present,
Bubba thought!
Throwing Jennifer down onto a big beanbag chair laying
on the floor of the spa area, Bubba pulled up a chair
and sat in front of her. Gazing up and down her body,
Bubba shook his head in disbelief and said "Man Jenny
girl, you've got one beautiful hot tight little
body there. You're absolutely beautiful. It's time you
and I got to know each other better." Leaning forward,
Bubba gently pulled the duct tape from her lips and gave
her a sip of bottled water to moisten her dry sticky
lips. Bubba admired her bravery...instead of crying and
wailing like he thought she might do, she was acting
remarkably calm and collected. He predicted to himself
that she would start the deal-offering stage, and he was
absolutely right on the mark.
"Listen, mister," Jennifer began in a shaky, nervous,
but direct voice, "I promise you that if you just let me
go, I will make sure that you are given as much money as
you want because my has a lot of money and he
will pay you anything if you just return me home safely,
please?"
"Yeah? A lot of money?" Bubba played along. "As much
as you want." Jennifer said a little quicker, trying
desperately not to start screaming and insulting him.
She hated every fiber of his being right now. She never
liked blacks to begin with and now she was trying to
reason with some huge who could end up killing
her if he wanted. She was determined to try and talk
him out of this...she had to try. Bubba had his own
psychological games to play. "So, you're telling me
that I can get rich out of this deal, huh little girl?"
Jennifer nodded slowly, looking at him for any sign of
agreement, and Bubba tried his hardest not to burst out
laughing. He wanted some compliancy in her, and decided
that it might be more fun to play with her if she was
able to believe that she would end up getting away.
"I'll tell you what Jenny, I aint no murderer. I'm not
going to kill you, I just wanted to have some fun with
your tight little body there." Instantly, Jennifer
started to break down into tears, repeating over and
over again in a high pitched ten-year-old's voice
'Please don't rape me, please don't rape me, you can't,
you can't rape me..." Bubba wanted her to stop crying
and decided on a new approach.
"Hey, girl, look at me, look at me for a second. I'm
not gonna rape you!" he said with a soft voice that
almost sounded believable. "You're...you're...not?"
Jennifer said, sniffling through some tears, again
wanting to believe that this deranged before
her really meant it.
"Of course not. Listen, I'll let you in on the game
plan, because you're a part of this too, alright?"
Bubba said. Jennifer nodded slowly and Bubba continued.
"I'm not gonna rape you for two reasons. First off, I
don't know where you've been and the last thing I want
is to pick up cooties or something worse. Second, I
fully plan on lettin' you go, and when the police get
involved, I don't want them to find traces of my all
over you, that wouldn't make sense, right?" Bubba
waited for an answer, and Jennifer, who had completely
stopped crying in her desire to actually believe Bubba's
statements, nodded again. "There," Bubba continued,
"that's better. Now we understand each other a little
more. Now, listen Jenny, I promise to let you go
tomorrow, and I promise that you won't be raped, as you
seem to be so worried about that. But, you will have to
perform some gymnastics moves for me, with and without
clothes, and let me touch you in all your private little
places with my fingers, okay? And then, I'll let you
go, and we'll both get what we want."
Bubba waited for a response. He was having so much fun!
Sure, he was lying about almost everything he had said,
but it was going to be more fun getting her to
participate in her torments then to have to force her
into everything. Looking at Bubba with the most amazing
puppy-dog eyes, Jennifer mulled over his words in her
mind, and finally stammered out a reply.
"You mean you won't rape me?"
Bubba smiled politely. "No Jenny dear, I aint gonna
rape you. I'll just play with your body a bit and then
I'll let you go tomorrow."
"You promise?" Jennifer said with a strong blush
floating in her cheeks.
"I promise." Bubba said genuinely. Yeah right, Bubba
thought! He was going to do everything to her that his
imagination could think of, and best of all, he would
pay her back for those racist comments she made to him
back on campus. But she didn't have to know that. Yet.
"So Jenny. Do we have a deal? Will you do some
gymnastics for me?"
Suddenly, a frightened Jennifer perked up, "But what
about that you called on the phone??"
Bubba nodded. "He's just my alibi, I'm not sharing you
with nobody! You're mine Jenny. I want to enjoy
playing with your body alone. So? Do we have a deal?
No rape in exchange for some gymnastics?"
Jennifer knew she was defeated. She knew that he was in
complete control of her fate and could do whatever he
wanted to her. She decided that her best course of
action was to let this disgusting pervert do his thing,
and that by complying, maybe he really would let her go
relatively unharmed. After all, she thought, his
arguments did seem to make some sort of sick sense,
maybe he would just touch her and let her go. It was
repulsive, but anything was better than being raped by
some big black man. Jennifer nodded to Bubba, who
nodded back.
"Ok. First of all Jenny dear. I want you to stand up.
I'm gonna take off that belt around your arms." Bubba
watched as Jennifer struggled to stand up, and then he
removed the belt as promised. Jennifer tried to rub
some of the feeling back into her wrists where the belt
had been digging into her flesh for more than an hour,
but Bubba wasn't noticing in the least. He was too busy
looking over that tank leotard she was wearing. It
looked absolutely edible! When he moved off of his
chair and knelt down in front of her, Jennifer's body
began to shake uncontrollably with nerves. Bubba's
hands reached up and gently felt around the tight body
clinging outfit.
"Now now, Jenny girl. Remember, I'm just going to
touch. In fact, it may even feel really good for you,
if you let it." said Bubba as he kept running his
fingers up and down the material. When he moved down to
the tiny band of fabric that ran under her and
around her butt, he tried to put a finger inside the
leotard, but Jennifer backed up a step and placed her
hands downwards in a defensive manner.
"Hey Jenny," said Bubba in a menacing tone. "Remember
our deal...am I gonna have to tie you down and get
rough?"
"No, no! Please don't tie me up again! I'll behave, I
promise!" Jenny said quickly. Wow, what a difference in
attitude, Bubba thought to himself. An hour ago, she
wouldn't have even talked to him but to yell at him, and
now she was submissively agreeing to let him place his
fingers near her pussy. Yep, life is good, thought
Bubba.
Again, Bubba continued to move his middle finger in
between the tight clingy fabric of her leotards and the
moist skin of Jennifer's pussy. He could feel some
hair, but not too much, although it was impossible to
tell without taking a visual inspection. He curled his
finger this way and that, feeling all around Jennifer's
pussy lips, while she stood there, gritting her teeth
and trying to stand as motionless as she could. Loving
the submissiveness she was forced to react with, Bubba
noticed that little goosebumps were all over her exposed
legs and arms, and knew how nervous she must be with
some strange black man's finger roaming around her most
private of areas. Bubba then took his other hand and
placed it through the other side of her crotch covering,
meeting up with his first finger. Watching the
expression on her closed-eyed face, Bubba pulled down
the spandexy material and let it go, causing it to jump
up and flick her with an elastic "snap". Jennifer
almost jumped a mile and fell backwards from the
unexpected shock.
"Why did you do that? That hurt!" Jen said as she lay
on the mat. Bubba apologized and told her to position
herself on her hands and knees. With a disgusted look
on her little college-girl face, Jennifer did as she was
told without arguing, and got into position with her
rear end facing Bubba. He thought he would keel over
and die from the amazing ass that Jennifer possessed.
Each round firm cheek was nothing but a handful, and the
green leotard barely covered the two treasures that lay
hidden underneath. Bubba reached out and ran his finger
up and down the material, beginning to push a finger
into it where her and asshole would be. The
material was amazingly pliable and he was able to push
about one inch of it into her pussy. Jen remained in
position, and after a minute, Bubba pulled out and
noticed that the material was a little damp. Probably
just sweat, thought Bubba as he tried the same maneuver
with her asshole. Again, he was able to push in a
little, and submissive little Jennifer never uttered a
word.
"Okay Jenny, I want you to stand up and walk towards the
balance beam. Do what you were doing when I first saw
you at the gym." Jennifer did as she was told and
lifted her left leg up to the beam while keeping her
right foot firmly planted on the ground. Bubba sat down
beneath her and watched as the leotard dug up into her
pussy lips, giving him a good view of her curvaceous
privates.
"Can you do the splits Jenny?" asked Bubba with an
enticed expression of curiosity. Jennifer nodded and
Bubba told her to sit up on the pommel and to
spread her legs towards each side of the horse.
Jennifer emitted an exasperated sigh but she hopped up
onto the horse, straddling it at first, then carefully
placed each foot onto a separate edge of the
lengthwise. Using the top handles, she held herself in
place in that humiliating position. Again, Bubba was
there for his inspection, and he loved the way her ass
looked so amazing in that damn leotard! Gymnastics
rocked!
"Jenny, you're really arousing me, and I can't wait to
see you do some routines, but first, I want to introduce
you to some of the toys that you will be playing with
tonight, ok?" Jennifer only nodded, and Bubba told her
that he wanted her to now straddle the pommel and
to rub her under her leotard. Jennifer did as
she was told and Bubba brought out several bags of
goodies, all from Jennifer's view. He wanted to
watch the expression on her face as he brought out them
out, one by one.
"Ok Jenny," said Bubba as he placed the chair next to
the pommel where Jennifer was rubbing her
with both hands, "Now I'm gonna show you the toys you'll
be playing with tonight. The first group is from a sex
toy store. Maybe you even have some of these at home,
tucked away in your little drawer, huh?" No
response, just another wince of disgust. "Anyway,
here's the first item...nipple clamps!" Bubba pulled
out a pair of nipple clamps that had big plastic ends
that would grab and pinch a nipple shut. Jennifer
gasped when she saw it and said "No, I don't want that!"
Bubba tilted his head and replied "Remember Jenny, it's
either this, or I rape the shit outta your and
asshole and give you a nice black baby in your tummy.
Would you like that more than these nipple clamps?"
Bubba loved watching the look of realization on
Jennifer's face...she was going to have to submit to the
most degrading acts of debauchery, and there was nothing
she could do to stop it. "Well Jenny? The toys or the
rape? And don't forget that nipple rubbing." Jennifer
renewed her rubbing and said quietly, "The toys."
"Ok Jenny. I'll continue on. The next item is this
nice vibrating dildo. It's black Jenny, just like me!"
Jennifer's eyes opened in horror as she watched Bubba
pull out a huge black dildo that was only about 6 inches
long, but almost 2 and a half inches wide.
"And, I brought along a friend, because I didn't want it
getting lonely. This is called a butt plug because of
how it's shaped. Look Jenny!" Excitedly, Bubba pulled
out a large butt plug, about 5 inches long that tapered
from one inch to two inches down its length. Jennifer
didn't look too happy to Bubba. He decided to leave the
inflatable dildo and the other goodies in the bag for
later. After all, he didn't want her to be all out of
surprises for later!
"Now Jenny, let's see what else we have in here. Oh
yes, I bought some things for you from the grocery
store. I'll see if you can use your imagination to
decide what kind of toys these are. Let's see, we've
got some nice long candles and some matches, some
popsicle molds, two cucumbers, some tabasco sauce, a
ruler..." Before he could continue, Jennifer jumped off
of the pommel and tried to make a run for it.
"Show time!" shouted Bubba happily as he easily chased
her down and carried her kicking and screaming back to
the gym area. "Well bitch, now you've done it, now
you've really pissed me off! And to think, I trusted
you with my end of the bargain and look what you did!"
"No please! Please! I'm sorry, I won't do that again,
just don't rape me please! Please!" Jennifer cried
pleadingly, getting down on her knees and begging him in
front of her. His large cock was swelling even quicker
in his pants now as he watched this poor pathetic
display of begging. "Hmmm, I don't know if I should
give you another chance..."
"Yes, please! I promise you I'll be good, please!"
"Ok, one more chance, but don't try that again bitch!"
Bubba said as he walked back to his toy collection then
back towards her with the black dildo. "Now Jenny, I
want you to lay back on the mat and hold that outfit out
over your lips...NOW!" Quickly, Jennifer did as
she was ordered, and held the material out to the side,
exposing her lips to Bubba for the first time.
They were absolutely beautiful; so tiny and with sparse
hair covering the outside. Bubba almost collapsed in
front of her and decided that he had to taste her.
"Oh Jenny, your looks so delicious. I think I'll
have me a nice taste of that!" said Bubba as he pulled
her legs back up and over her, so that her knees fell to
either side of her head, pushing her torso completely
upside down. Jennifer's ass was pointing up in the air,
and Bubba reminded her to keep holding the leotard
crotch away from her pussy. As she did, Bubba dove in,
tongue first, to the best tasting he had had in
ages. The mix of sweat and juice drove him wild
although he had to start digging his fingers in deep to
get to the juicy center. The sudden invasion of Bubba's
tongue and fingers into her sensitive made
Jennifer start to become agitated, and Bubba had to
remind her to stay still. Jennifer tried as hard as she
could, but she felt herself starting to cry as Bubba
kept licking, and nibbling at her tasty
lips. After a full minute of chowing down on Jennifer's
pussy, Bubba pulled his wet face away and planted his
huge pink lips on top of Jennifer's, forcing a wet juicy
kiss on her lips. Tasting her sweat and vaginal juices
disgusted her, and she tried to keep her mouth tightly
shut.
Bubba pulled back and told Jennifer to stand up again,
which she did, her mind reeling with the assault she
just suffered, knowing there was much more to come.
Bubba began walking towards her with a pair of scissors
and Jennifer's heart began beating quickly. "What are
you doing?" asked Jennifer nervously, but Bubba simply
reached out and pulled her left nipple forward through
the leotard. "Hmmm, you have some nice pointy nipples
there Jenny. Looks like you enjoyed playing with them
like the slut I know you are. I want to see them, is
all." Loosening his grip on her nipple, Bubba let it
go, but kept the leotard material trapped in between his
fingers. Taking the scissors, he cut a small in
the material, which perfectly exposed Jennifer's nipple
while keeping the leotard safely intact. Repeating the
job on the second nipple, Bubba laughed at how cute she
looked with her little pointy nipples jutting out
into the open air. "Now that's how the US gymnastic
team should dress their for the Olympics!" Bubba
laughed, noting that Jennifer didn't seem to share his
sense of humor. "Oh well, time for the clamps now
bitch. You're going to love these!" Bubba reached down
for the nipple clamps and began to rub Jennifer's
nipples with his fingers, pulling and squeezing them,
enjoying the feeling of her two nubs getting hard and
erect in between his fingers. "Hmmm Jenny, seems like
they be enjoying this more than you!"
Jennifer looked up at Bubba with a look of pure hatred
in her eyes. Bubba knew that look well, but was proud
of himself for actually doing something about it.
Returning the stare, he began to pinch both of her
nipples harder and harder. Jennifer started to gasp out
in pain and her hands flipped up to his, trying to stop
him, but he kept pinching them even tighter, until he
brought her down to her knees. Finally releasing them,
Jennifer collapsed and tried to rub them with her
fingers, to somehow ease the tremendous pain that was
searing through her sensitive breasts. "If you thought
that was bad bitch, wait till you feel these. Now, can
you do some kind of like tumbling exercise Jenny?" asked
Bubba. Jennifer nodded while still holding her
flattened nipples. "Good. Show me one."
Jennifer slowly crawled up to her feet as though the
earth's gravitational pull was just magnified by 5
times. She walked to the edge of the large floor mat
and looked over at Bubba.
"Well, I'm waiting bitch! Do some cartwheels or
whatever it is you gymnast sluts do!"
Jennifer started running, and to Bubba's delight, she
began to leap, jump and flip in a series of saltas,
springs and Shush novas. Bubba didn't know the labels,
but he liked what he saw. Her contortionism was
outstanding and her flexibility was amazing. Her back
seemed to be able to arch like a garden hose and her
legs could come apart and flex in any number of
directions, pulling her crotch here and there. Bubba
loved it. He demanded that she do another one, and she
did. Bubba's cock was now as hard as a rock, but he
decided to keep his pants on, not wanting to break
Jennifer's concentration.
"Ok bitch, now you're going to try the same thing, but
this time with these nipple clamps on!" said Bubba
happily. Jennifer muttered something underneath her
breath, which Bubba thought might be something like 'son
of a bitch', but he wasn't sure, and frankly he didn't
care. What he did care about right now was making sure
he could get the blood back into her nipples for
suitable clamping. Walking up to her like a helpful
coach, Bubba pinched and twisted Jennifer's already sore
nipples in his fingers, and ensured they were nice and
hard once again. Handing the clamps to Jennifer, he
told her to put one on each nipple. He watched with
fascination as she tested out the strength of the
clamps, and with a lot of wincing and pain, she managed
to get them on. Bubba loved seeing those harsh metallic
clamps jutting out of her soft tender chest. It was
absolutely beautiful to him, but not to her.
"Oh God, they hurt, I can't keep them on..." pleaded
Jennifer as she raised her hands to take them off.
Bubba stopped her with a strong glare and motioned her
with his head to continue her tumbling performance.
Slumping her head, Jennifer sauntered slowly over to the
corner of the mat, and once again performed the leaps.
This time, she did them much slower, but the clamps
wobbled erotically back and forth, pulling her nipples
in many different directions as her body leapt upside
down from handsprings to cartwheels. As soon as she
finished, Bubba shouted out the word "Again!" and
Jennifer repeated her jumps. Six times later, Bubba was
satisfied and told Jennifer she could take the clamps
off. As soon as she released them, she cried out as the
blood started rushing back to her nipple tips, and she
writhed around on the floor in sheer agony. Bubba
wanted so much to just jump down and fuck the shit out
of her, but new he had all week and continued on with
his plan.
"Very good Jenny. You were amazing. I give your
nipples a 10! Now, lets see how your performs!"
With the dildo still in his hand, he walked over to her
and told her that he was going to shove the dildo in her
pussy and have her perform the same routines. Jennifer
looked at the dildo and shook her head. "That will
never fit in me, it's too big!"
"Sure it'll fit Jenny! Where the fuck do you think
babies come from? This isn't as big as a baby, but it
is pretty thick, and I'm sure it'll out that
tight little for you. I chose this size, because
it's not too long and it should fit in your outfit quite
well! Let's try...bend OVER!"
Jennifer couldn't take it any more. She leaped up and
started to run again. Bubba laughed as he felt pride in
his ability to teach this little slut a lesson. If only
these little sluts didn't flash their hardbodies all
over the place, like him wouldn't have to teach them
the dangers of it, Bubba thought to himself. Catching
her once again, he pulled her back to the toy bag and
straddled her stomach yet again. Jennifer started
begging pathetically again, but Bubba refused to listen
this time.
"Ok bitch. I've had it with you. That's twice that you
disobeyed my orders, and now, I'm sick and tired of
hearing you say you're sorry. If you disobey me one
more time, just one more time, cooties or no cooties,
I'm going to plug your fucking holes full of so much
sperm, you'll be shittin' bleedin' and pissin' my
for a week!"
Reaching into the bag, Bubba pulled out a nice ball
gag and strapped it around the back of her head.
Pulling the ball in tight, he strapped it in snuggly and
watched as she tried to get accustomed to the intruding
piece of plastic. "If you think that's annoying bitch,
wait till you feel this up your snatch!" And with that,
Bubba ordered her back on her hands and knees. Jennifer
instantly complied, not wanting him to get any angrier
than he already was. Bubba yanked the leotard material
to the side and spit directly on her pussy, causing her
to jerk forward. Reaching over her back, Bubba grabbed
Jennifer's pony tail and yanked it backwards, forcing
her to stay motionless on her knees. Spitting on his
fingers, he lubricated both her and the dildo
in preparation for its invasion into her tight
cunt.
"Let's see bitch, the box said this thing was two and a
half inches thick. That's probably more cock than
you've ever had in your life, seeing as how you don't do
black. Now, your tube is probably about five
inches, give or take an inch, so this dildo should fit
pretty snuggly up your nice pink hole." With the dildo
totally lubricated with his spit, Bubba placed the head
of the dildo directly on the outside of her
lips and began to rub it around in small circles. He
couldn't believe how small her looked next to this
monster cock. It was going to be a tight fit, but a
hell of a lot of fun watching her spread open to
accommodate the big dildo. Bubba began to push forward
with some heavy pressure, wiggling the dildo around in
order to gain some leverage, but it was tough pushing.
Using her pony tail, he began to pull backwards. Little
by little, about two inches wormed its way in to the
impossibly tight hole.
"Man bitch, you are tight! Betcha wish you didn't have
such a nice tight body. Man, I've seen twelve
year olds with bigger hips and a wider ass than yours
bitch! Damn!" Bubba loved knowing the effect that his
crude words had on Jennifer, but knew that right now,
her entire world revolved around the tight pliable skin
of the inside and outside of her that was being
mashed and stretched beyond anything it had ever
experienced before. Finally, all six inches was fully
inside of her, with the flared tip sticking outwards.
Bubba tried to push in even a little further, but found
that the dildo had certainly reached the end of her
cavity, and would go no further. "Hey, I'm a pretty
good guesser. Six inches was perfect!" he said proudly.
Releasing the leotard, Bubba straightened the material
out and made sure that it covered most of the dildo.
What a beautiful sight, thought Bubba. One could hardly
tell that there was a huge dildo embedded firmly in her
tight because the material of the leotard
hid it so well, not to mention that it kept the dildo
pushed in fully inside of her. Jennifer just groaned
into her gag, slumping her head forwards to the mat.
She felt so completely full, like she was in the process
of giving birth to a baby that decided it wasn't ready
to come.
"Now stand up Jenny! I want to see some more tumbling!"
Very slowly, Jennifer stood up, trying to get used to
the feeling of the dildo deep inside her poor vagina.
Bubba watched with delight as she tried to twist her
hips in a way that would make it comfortable for her,
but there really wasn't any way to lessen the effects of
her tight being continuously stretched.
"Ok girl, let's go! I want to see you go!" said Bubba
as he watched her take step by heavy step towards the
corner of the mat. Jennifer started to run, but instead
of jumping into a cartwheel, she just stopped, turned to
Bubba, and with the saddest puppy-dog eyed look, shook
her head at him.
"Well bitch, if you really don't find this challenging
enough, I could ram this butt plug up your ass to join
it's buddy in there. That might give you more to look
forward to." said Bubba, watching closely for her
reaction. Sure enough, Jennifer simply walked back to
her starting position for another attempt. Man, Bubba
was loving this, he thought. He thought of every
out there who had always wanted to do something like
this with a pretty girl, and how remarkably easy
it was to accomplish. And the reward was priceless.
Even if it meant spending the next twenty years in
prison, he would always have the satisfaction of
reliving these memories, and knowing that some snotty
racist bitch would never have a day go by in her life in
which she wouldn't be thinking of him. It was all worth
it.
Not as quickly as the first set of routines, Jennifer
proceeded to cartwheel and leap seven times back and
forth across the mat. Bubba watched her skinny body
once again twist and turn, and his erection throbbed in
his pants knowing that there was a huge dildo making her
life miserable right now. He couldn't even the
thing inside of such a tiny mass. He couldn't wait
until tomorrow when he would force her to do a repeat
performance, this time with the plug as he had already
foreshadowed. After being told to stop, Jennifer fell
to the ground in a fetal position, and Bubba decided
that she had probably had enough for the first night.
He still wanted to start fucking those tight holes that
he had been playing with for so long, but decided that a
compliant victim was still what he wanted for right now.
The trust he could gain by keeping his word, at least
for now, was important, as she would willingly do the
neat tricks his mind had been so busy cooking up.
Bubba sat down next to her, and told her to look at him.
Removing the ball gag, Bubba began to speak in a soft
voice. "You know Jenny girl, I'm real real proud of you
kiddo. You took your lumps like a pro. And tomorrow,
you'll take a few more. But the day after that, I'm
gonna let you go, and you'll never hear from me again.
And you'll walk away without being raped. All I ask is
that you let me have a bit more fun with your body. Do
what I tell you, and you'll be okay. Do you
understand?"
For Jennifer, an amazing relief washed over her, as she
couldn't help but believe him, the alternative was too
horrible to contemplate. She nodded submissively, and
then bravely spoke out in a quiet, scratchy voice. "Can
you please take this thing out of me now, please?"
Bubba nodded, and said that for good behavior like she
was showing now, she would be rewarded. He told her to
lean back on her hands and to spread her legs. As she
did, he lifted the leotard outwards and reached in for
the dildo. It felt really embedded in her and he
loved the feel of pulling it slowly outwards. It was
tighter pulling it out than it was pushing it in, Bubba
thought. Must have something to do with lubrication.
After it was almost completely out, Bubba leaned in
closely to see what her would look like.
Amazingly, the instant that the dildo popped free of its
warm wet home, Jennifer's snapped shut and looked
as though it had never been broken into. Ah, the
elasticity of youth, thought Bubba.
"Good girl. Now, before I send you off to bed, you have
one more thing to do for me. Suck this toy off, it's
kind of juicy and all dirty right now." said Bubba.
With a repulsed look in her eyes, Jennifer did as she
was told and leaned over to lick the dildo. Bubba
decided to help her out a little by smearing the dildo
all over her lips and tongue, making sure that she
cleaned off all of her slime from the plastic surface.
Once the task was complete, Bubba put the dildo back on
the floor and decided to let Jennifer get some rest.
She would need it for tomorrow's events. But first,
Bubba wanted to remind her of what brought her here in
the first place.
"Now Jenny girl. I just want to say to you that none of
this would be happening to you if you hadn't treated me
like a piece of shit back at the gym. Sure, I may be
just some janitor, but I'm a like anyone else, and I
can't stand when some slutty white bad talks me.
Now say you're sorry."
"I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean too." answered
Jennifer quickly, still wincing from the taste of her
own juices coating her taste buds. Bubba knew she was
totally lying; he could feel the hatred from her, but at
least she was doing what he wanted. "Good girl. Now
it's time to work out the sleeping arrangements!"
Bubba picked her up in his arms with a single motion and
carried her over to the balance beam. He laid her down
onto her back underneath the beam and pulled her arms
outwards to the side, along the mat. Using some elastic
stretchy rope, Bubba tied her wrists into gentle but
inescapable knots and ran each end to either side of the
beam, effectively keeping her flat on her back. Then,
Bubba lifted her left leg upwards towards the bottom of
the beam, and fastened it there with more rope.
Repeating the process with her right leg, Bubba made
sure that her legs were conveniently pulled apart. She
would be able to wriggle around in this position, but
not by much. Bubba then pulled the heavy vibrating
massager out of his toy bag and turned it on to test the
level of vibrations. Setting it on the highest speed,
he almost had to drop the thing from his hand as it
vibrated so heavily, that he felt his hand almost going
numb. Perfect, he thought, as he proceeded to tie a
rope to the end of the massager, then tying it to the
balance beam, at just the right spot. By letting it
hang downwards, pointing towards the floor and
Jennifer's uplifted, spread open crotch, Bubba adjusted
it's height so that the vibrator's tip would just
perfectly rest against the top of her vagina, around her
clit, which was protected by the thin leotard, but would
still get the great vibrations through it. Bubba
watched Jennifer's reaction and found that she could
avoid the vibrator on her clit by pulling her butt
downwards, but that would end up causing strain on her
lower back and her ankles, causing her to just relax,
and let the elastic rope pull her back up to the
agonizing buzzing of the vibrator. Bubba wondered to
himself if she would bring herself to orgasm during the
night, but really didn't care either way.
For a few minutes, Bubba watched Jennifer's dilemma.
The buzzing must have been driving her mad because every
time the elastic ropes pulled her crotch upwards towards
the hanging massager, Jennifer would start to twist her
hips and pull down on her legs to lower her body from
the massager's jarring movements. However, she wasn't
able to hold that position for long, and again, her
crotch would elevate back up to meet it's buzzing
tormenter. That should keep her busy for a while!
Bubba thought. Pulling the bean bag chair over to the
balance beam, Bubba laid down and decided that he needed
to get some sleep so that he could be wide awake for the
next series of events. Man, the things he was going to
be putting her through tomorrow, Bubba thought as he
watched poor Jennifer moaning, bouncing, struggling and
twisting around in her bondage. Yes, tomorrow would be
another day of exercise, and some for his teased cock
too, thought Bubba as he drifted off to sleep.
***TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 2!***
Comments, feedback, and suggestions are always welcomed!
Dave Haugen
dave_haugen@hotmail.com
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