Disclaimer: This story contains extreme scenes of bondage and explicit lesbian sex. If you find this displeasing, please read something else. You must be at least 18 to read.
Bound to Please
by Tim Wellman
Gabrielle cautiously inched her way down the darkened corridor of the dungeon, her every step echoing off the damp stone walls and floor. An occasional rat, startled into running, would cause the bard to pause long enough to catch her breath. "Come on, Gabrielle, you're an Amazon queen; no little furry, nasty, slimy, scum-sucking, vicious, rabid vermin is gonna scare you," she said, scaring herself more with every word. It didn't matter that all of the castle's inhabitants had abandoned the place; there were still perils at every turn: rats, spiders, mean looking frogs.... "I swear by the gods, Xena, the next time you decide to just give up to make up for some sin from your past, I'm not rescuing you."
She stopped and cocked her head. And then heard the same sound again, soft, like a whisper, and she recognized immediately, her name. She walked around the corner, and there was Xena, clothed in rags, shackled to the cold wall. Her hands were together, chained above her head, and each ankle was chained, the shortened links holding her legs apart. She was slumped down, eyes closed, all of her weight tugging against the wrist restraints which had cut into her flesh and dried blood trails ran down her arms. She kept whispering the bard's name, not noticing her deliverer was standing before her.
"Xena?" Gabrielle spoke softly, almost afraid a louder voice would startle the defeated warrior too much.
Xena slowly opened her eyes and looked up with a smile, her face bruised, dried blood on her lips. "Oh hi, Gabrielle," she said calmly. "How have you been?"
"Xena, gods!" Gabrielle touched the warrior's face, pulling her chin up to meet her eyes. "You're in shock."
"No I'm not," Xena said. "I knew you'd save my ass, again." She tried to smile. "So, you're right on time." She straightened up. "Find something to cut these chains... did you bring my chakram?"
Gabrielle backed away with a frown on her face. "So, you knew I'd show up, huh?"
"Yea, yea, you always do. Come on, get me out of this, we can still chase them down."
"Why, so you can give yourself up again?" Gabrielle said, sternly.
"Listen, we can talk about this later. Just undo these chains."
Gabrielle bit her lip and shook her head, then put each hand on Xena's dirty face. "We have to end this now," she said, and in one smooth move, both her hands went into the collar of Xena's rags, and ripped the dress open, exposing her large breasts.
"Gabrielle!"
"Shut up!" Gabrielle screamed. "Just shut the fuck up!"
Xena opened her eyes widely in disbelief, seeing the rare burst of anger from the bard. "Gab?"
"You want to be abused, Xena? Want to be treated like shit? OK, you got it!" With that, she finished ripping the dress from Xena's body, exposing the warrior's flesh to the weak torchlight.
Xena swallowed hard, her breath inexplicably quickening. She tried to hide it, but as the bard reached out roughly and squeezed her breast, she let out a little cry.
"You like that, huh?" Gabrielle cooed. "Like it rough, don't you?"
Xena didn't answer.
Gabrielle looked up into Xena's eyes as her free hand slapped the warrior's face. "Answer me!"
Xena nodded.
Gabrielle slapped her again. "I can't hear you! Tell me! Say, 'Yes, I like it rough!'"
Xena flinched as another swing from the bard caught her cheek. "Yes, I like it rough," she whimpered.
Gabrielle folded her arms across her chest. "There, now we're getting to the root of the problem, aren't we?"
"Yes," the warrior whispered.
*Smack!* "I didn't tell you to speak!" Gabrielle screamed.
Xena was silent, her body aching, shivering with the cold across her nude body... and feeling her juices running from her cunt, streaming down her thighs.
Gabrielle examined Xena's body, her eyes slowly moving up and down, taking in the vision, the combination of beauty and abuse. "So, how are we going to handle this problem, Xena?" She looked her in the eyes and locked her gaze. "Well?"
"I don't know," the warrior said, softly. "It's up to you."
Gabrielle smiled and nodded. "Yes it is, Xena. Your life is in my hands, and I'm fucking sick and tired of always giving and never getting anything back." She grabbed Xena's chin roughly and jerked her head around. "And I want something back, now, Xena."
Xena was silent. For the first time since she had known Gabrielle, she was actually afraid of her... and the oddest thing was, it was a good feeling. Finally, the bard had caught on, finally discovered what really made the mighty Xena tick.
Gabrielle stepped closer to Xena, and as she pressed her lips hard to Xena's bloody mouth, the bard's hand roughly grabbed Xena's cunt. She pushed her tongue into Xena's mouth and she worked a finger into the warrior's opening, matching her movements.
Xena squirmed. The bard's mouth hurt her, opening old wounds, and sucking blood out of the new ones. But involuntarily, she buckled her knees slightly, trying to spread her legs wider.
Gabrielle backed away. "So wet," she said. She licked Xena's juices off her hand. "So, my warrior slut, how does it feel?"
"What?" Xena said softly.
"Did I say you could speak?" Gabrielle said, turning her back. There was no answer. "Well?!?!"
"No ma'am," Xena said, her eyes looking downward in submission.
Gabrielle whirled back around. "Ma'am?" She smirked. "I like that." She stepped closer to Xena and Xena flinched as Gabrielle raised her hand, but the bard simply patted Xena's cheek. "Well, my warrior, your ma'am is going to have to teach you a lesson. You realize this?"
Xena swallowed hard again, and nodded slightly. "Yes ma'am."
Gabrielle smiled then slowly dropped to her knees in front of the chained warrior. She softly ran her hand down the silken mound, petting Xena, stroking her hair. The other hand, she cupped under Xena's sex, feeling the wetness in her palm as she continued to softly caress the black bush.
Xena was confused for a moment. This wasn't punishment; with each soft caress, more of her juices poured into Gabrielle's hand. Then she realized what was happening, and a cool sweat struck her body as fear shocked her system.
Gabrielle looked up, noticing the change in Xena's body. She held out her hand, and smiled, then smeared Xena's juices over her other hand, covering it with the slick liquid. "Oh, you've already figured it out, haven't you?" She stood up, then touched her wet fingers to Xena's lips. "And it was supposed to be a surprise." She quickly dropped back to her knees as Xena tried to close her legs, but the chains held her completely open. Without pausing, Gabrielle simply, and uncaringly, jammed her hand into Xena's cunt.
Xena screamed out, her cry echoing through the dungeon, down the halls, filling the whole castle, as she felt the bard's hand ram into her cunt, make a fist, then begin to fuck her roughly, stretching her walls, pulling her open. Tears ran down the warrior's face as she squeezed her eyes shut, feeling the exquisite pain, feeling the intensity of being used, fucked harder than a cheap whore. But try as she might, she couldn't help beginning to find Gabrielle's rhythm, beginning to ride the bard's arm. She jerked against the chains, forgetting the pain, loving it, her large white breasts bouncing.
Gabrielle felt Xena's juices running down her arm, the smell becoming incredibly strong, filling her whole being with Xena's essence. She allowed her free hand to find the leg-hole of her undergarment and quickly began rubbing her finger against the side of her enlarged clit, rubbing at the same pace as her hand inside the warrior, fucking them both with the same rhythm.
"Oh, master!" Xena cried out again, this time as her orgasm shook her entire body, sending bolts of lightning through her cunt, through her stomach, through every wound and bruise. As her body collapsed against the restraints, she released a flood of cum that drenched Gabrielle's arm, running down, dripping off her elbow.
It was too much for the bard; as her own orgasm wracked her body she tried to keep the emotion inside, managing only a slight whimper as she bit her lip. Gods, she loved this woman, regardless of anything that had or would happen in the future. She had claimed Xena as her own, and as she looked up to find the familiar blue eyes, her vision blurred with her tears as she saw Xena, staring down at her, exhausted, but smiling... her love as real as life itself.
The End (_|_)