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I looked up in surprise to see Marie standing over me, her hand drawn back for another
strike. I started to sit up, but found I couldn't move my arms or legs. Tugging,
I found that my limbs were tied to the posts of the bed with some soft material
I couldn't see. For the first time in years I felt panic rise. I don't like
being bound or restrained and have never allowed myself to be dominated. Pulling
a
gainst my bonds, I felt the weariness
in my arms and shoulders and got no more than a creak from the bed as my weight
shifted. I was firmly bound, and looked quickly back at Maria as her hand came
down again striking me across the cheek. If it weren't for my beard, there would
have been a resounding crack in the room from that one, the hardest of the three.
Against my will, my head rocked back and to the right with the force of the
blow. I was surprised by her strength. As I shook my head I realized that I'd
hardly ever been hit that hard by any men, much less a woman. Suddenly I wondered
at the situation. Paranoia? I thought back to some of the 'women' that I saw
in San Francisco that had turned out to be transvestites. But then I remember
the swell of Marie's breast seen fleetingly from the side, and dismissed the
thought. "You fucking creep, look at me." I had little choice as I peered up
at her.
I felt
a sharp
pain on
my face,
and slowly
tried to
open my
eyes. My
super relaxed
state made
it hard
to wake
up, but
a second
slap, this
time harder
quickly brought
me around.
"Wake up
scum!"
