Blog : The Legend of Hockentepp

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12/15/2023 6:28 am

The Legend of Hockentepp

Now where were we?
Oh yes Elena was in a spot of bother.
We'll skip a bit of the story just to move on a little quicker.
Elena is now in some sort of spacious room, head covered and now completely naked.
Buzzing around her brain are the words whispered in her ear a while back, and she was determined not to give in. She now assumed that Hockentepp was her captor, she did not waste her breath with pointless shouting or demands that were not going to be met, or at least not with a positive result form her perspective. Testing her restraints, she realised she was going no where.

'You will do as I say' was spoken calmly with a well clipped accent that was difficult to distinguish in origin, could be from anywhere, but clearly well taught/ learned. The journalist in Elena was working overtime to rationalise her situation and try to keep calm. She shook her head in the negative, her gag would not allow any speech. The bag was removed from her head but she still couldn't see through the blindfold, but her hearing was now sharper and she thought she detected more than one person in the space.
'You WILL do as I say, the emphasis on 'Will' was gentle. assured and confident.
She shook her head in the negative.
'Very well'

Her hands were bound at the wrists and tied behind her back - not uncomfortably, but irresistibly so. He pulled on the bonds forcing her arms upwards and her body to angle downwards, the 'seat' if that's what it was had a well placed protrusion that slipped into her, she felt it's ribbed sides as it penetrated her anus, this was not going well. It got worse once forced into position the seat tipped forwards making her bend double, her body was supported by some form of strapping as she was hoisted off her feet.

''I'll leave you for a while, give you chance to reflect. there's is only one way out, and that is to submit. She became aware that there was another captive as he moved away, he spoke to someone else.
'You ready?' - she heard no response at first, guessing the captive was gagged, then came the question again.
'You ready?' she heard a girls panting, gasping response. ' Yes, yes' the voice tired resigned, indicating total submission.
The voices went low and she could not hear the rest of the conversation, but it was clear that the captive woman/girl was being released from the worst of the constraints, as the whispered thank you, thank you sir, thank you so much for your kindness sir. Elena wondered how long that had taken.

He spoke again, this time a little louder. ' See that wasn't so difficult was it now?'
No sir. Sorry sir, thank you sir.

Elena felt his presence again, he fondled her breasts and massaged her nipples . with a n idle indifference knowing she could do nothing to stop it. He bit seemingly playfully each nipple then clamped each in turn. The hoisted Elena a little higher, the body support taking her weight to ensure that the he<b> anal </font></b>spike stayed in place, she heard a soft whirr and felt it rotate very slowly, then it stopped.
'I'll leave you to think about that, as well'

And think she did, her journalistic instincts continued to work hard as she committed as much to memory as she could sense of her surroundings, yet ever few minutes she was reminded of her predicament as the the soft whirr kicked in and the ribbed spindle rotated slowly and began to push deeper and be withdrawn and then back deeper again.


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