A Dominatrix's Diary

It didn’t take me long to identify a nightclub 10 miles away as a likely place to find that first “victim”.  I became a frequent visitor, always dressed differently, my clothes chosen to ensure I didn’t stand out.

As a single female I never had to pay to enter and there was no shortage of men wanting to buy me a drink. I flirted with a few but really I was there to find the perfect “victim” and after a few nights I found him.  I overheard his loud voice talking to some male colleagues.  He was boasting that his girlfriend was away for the weekend on a hen-do so he was expecting to “get laid”. This was an ideal opportunity, but I had to act fast.

Everything I needed was already packed in a bag in my car so I left the nightclub and prepared the trap. The only unknown was whether I would have to follow him until he was alone. When he did finally leave at about 2 in the morning he waved to his mates and staggered down the road on his own – it couldn’t have been more perfect, even down to him being quite drunk!

I had checked that the area around the nightclub had no external CCTV cameras, so for the time being my actions were not being observed. I drove after him and turned onto some waste ground a little way in front of the way he was heading.  I got out holding a syringe full of the drug I had purchased.  I hoped it would work as quickly as advertised; I was about to find out. As a backup I had the taser ready as well!

As he passed the end of the road I stepped from the shadows and stabbed the needle into his neck and pressed the plunger.  He rounded on me but he was so drunk that I had the edge.  I kicked his shin and he fell to the knees. The drug did indeed work within a few seconds so I had no need for the taser.

As he fell to the ground I looked around me and as I expected it was deserted.  I pulled him up and supported him like the drunk he was and “walked” him to the car where I dumped him in the boot. 

In no time I backed out of the side street and carried on up the road away heading away from the nightclub taking the back streets which I knew had no CCTV coverage. I drove carefully so as not to attract unwanted attention, but the streets were deserted at that early hour of the morning.

I drove to the place I had earmarked for this first abduction.  My chosen location was a deserted warehouse at the back of an old Industrial estate. I parked inside the warehouse and dragged his inert body from the boot and across to what had been an office.  I had previously applied blackout paper to the windows so that the light from my torch didn’t give away my presence.

I pulled on a pair of one of the Tyvek suits, a balaclava and gloves to prevent DNA shedding in the unlikely event this location was checked by the Police.

In the office there was an old table and a stout wooden chair.  I pulled him upright and dropped him onto the wooden seat before tying his wrists behind his back. I used the free ends of the rope to secure them to the bars of the chair.  I then tied his ankles to the crossbar under the chair with more rope.

I packed his mouth with a rag and wound duct tape several times around his head to ensure his silence before adding several turns around his eyes to prevent him seeing me.

I didn’t know how long it would take for the drug to wear off so I just had to sit in the car and wait for him to stir. It took about 15 minutes before I saw him begin to move.

I knew his name from the driving licence in his wallet which had also yielded £180 in cash which came in useful to defray my expenses!

‘So Craig’, I said standing in front of the chair.  He looked up at the sound of my voice but obviously couldn’t see me. ‘Not quite the end of the night you might have been expecting!’  I stood back as he tested the bonds to no avail as I knew what I was doing!. Eventually he gave up, breathing heavily from the exertion.

I leaned in and ripped his shirt open to his navel exposing a well oiled and hairless chest. I tweaked his nipples and he cried out as I squeezed them between my sharp nails.

I drove my fist down into his groin and laughed as he retched into the gag. I repeated this several more times before leaning close to his chest and stabbing each nipple with the tip of a knife, drawing blood in the process.

I untied the ropes holding him to the chair and pulled him to his feet before bending him over the table.  He tried to resist but the blows to his genitals had weakened his resolve. I quickly bound his wrists to the other end of the table and ran a rope over his back to hold him down. Finally I tied each ankle to a leg of the table spreading his legs in the process.

Using the knife I cut his clothes from him and then reached for my strap-on.  Once it was buckled around my waist I greased the large silicon phallus and stood between his legs. He couldn’t see what was about to happen of course.

There was no foreplay or warming up I simply positioned the tip against his rectum and forced my way in. I felt him tense his anal muscles in a pathetic attempt to deny entry but he screamed in pain as I drove in despite that. Once I had buried the full length inside him I pulled back and began the rape.

I am fairly fit so I kept up the rhythm for quite a while ensuring that each thrust went as deep as it could. By the time I stopped we were both sweating and I had climaxed twice in the process as the base of the dildo rested on my clit!

With his rectum now nice and warm I pulled on a pair of nitrile gloves and applied lube to my right hand.  I forced one finger in followed swiftly by another until soon my entire hand was inside him. My other hand grabbed his cock and as I pumped him I drove my fist deeper inside.  The noises through his gag told me he was close to a climax but I wasn’t going to let him have that pleasure just yet.

I selected a much larger dildo from my bag and forced it into his anus, driving it all the way in with the flat of my hand. I then untied him and after turning him over I retied the bonds.

He couldn’t see me collect a piece of course sandpaper but he certainly felt it when I rubbed it over each nipple until more blood flowed.  I then wrapped it around his cock and whilst I pumped it I played with myself.  I came twice more before I decided to allow him to ejaculate, by which time his cock was bleeding; not that I cared.

As the pool of semen dripped onto the table from his chest I prepared a syringe and injected him in his left arm and waited until he was unconscious before untying him. After wrapping him in a tarpaulin I bundled him into the boot and cleaned all the surfaces with bleach just to be on the safe side.

It was still dark when I drove to a piece of waste ground about five miles away. I dumped him behind some fly tipped waste and drove away; confident there were no CCTV cameras to observe what I had done. 

I dumped the stolen vehicle on a piece of waste ground several miles away and set fire to it before walking a few more miles and getting a train back towards home.

This was in all senses a trail run. The “high” from doing it, and getting away with it, dictated I must do it again and soon. Next time it needed to be more "full on"!