Bountiful Sleeping Beauty

I am starting a new series that will be six or eight Modern Erotic Fairy Tales. One has already been written and I am sure you can figure out which one.

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. If you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.

PS - If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way. I already have a list of fairy Tales I am writing but if you have a favorite I could maybe include it.

Bountiful Sleeping Beauty

A Modern Erotic Fairy Tale

Chapter 5

Emma woke in Philip's bed feeling loved, wanted and sexually satisfied. It seemed like every morning she woke up with muscles aching in an erotically fulfilled way and she had come to love and exult in it. It had become her norm and she had fallen deeply in love with Philip. Unfortunately, he wasn't in bed with her, because he had to work.

Emma rose from their bed and began her morning routine, that now included coffee, a lite breakfast, shower and exercise. Having a whole new closet full of sexy clothes got her thinking about going for a walk in the neighborhood and strutting her skimpily clad body. She rummaged through her clothes and chose a tiny pair of boy shorts and bikini top that left plenty of her breasts exposed. As a matter of fact, her nipples were the only thing really covered.

She posed in front of the mirror and loved what she saw. She didn't know how many people would see her on her walk but she knew those that did would ogle her incessantly. She put on the tennis shoes and left the house without locking the door. As she stepped into the street, two men were heading to their cars and they screeched to a stop with their eyes glued to her flouncing form.

She glanced down and saw her breasts wobbling very temptingly and even threatening to burst out of her top. Her tiny waist and ripped abs were thrusting her hips side to side in a seductive movement that displayed her taut muscled ass and her beautifully sculpted legs. She loved having the men's eyes caressing her and her strut became a little more sexual.

She walked for over an hour, creating a stir wherever she went. Every man would stop and stare along with some women. However, most women would shake their head in envy or maybe disgust. As she was about to turn around and head back to the house a van pulled alongside her and as she looked inside her blood turned to ice and she froze, it was the wizard that cast his spell imprisoning her.

Two men in the back of the van each grabbed an arm and pulled her into the van. They quickly slapped a cloth over her mouth and when she took a breath to scream, everything went black. Emma's eyes grudgingly opened and she looked around. She was no longer in the van as a matter of fact, it looked like she was in the same dungeon that the wizard had cast his spells on her.

The thought that she had been somehow transported back to her original time broke her heart. She had fallen deeply in love with Philip and desperately wanted to spend the rest of her life with him. In her old times, he didn't exist and she was doomed to suffer through all the things she thought she had left behind.

Her hands were locked in some manacles and she was hanging a foot above the floor. Her arms were aching and it felt like they would be pulled out of her socket. She wiggled trying to make things more comfortable when the sorcerer came into the room with his two assistants. He looked at her with an evil glint and walked around her touching a caressing her taut silky skin.

Finally, he stood in front of her, smiled cruelly and said, "Glad to have you back my dear. I had to admit you were one of the most beautiful and passionate of all my subjects. Now in this timeframe we have lots of new toys and technology to torment you with. Let's get started."

Emma was both relieved and petrified with fear. The wizard defined that she was still in the time where Philip was still her lover and her protector. That meant that she knew he would be searching for her and hopefully he would save her. How he went about saving her was a crazy question, she had no idea how he could do that, but she had faith that he would.

The fear was what the sorcerer had planned. She remembered vividly what he did to her before he put her in a coma and left her in the forest. But her most vivid memories were the decades of edging. Philip had done wonders getting her libido back to normal but the thought of having him take her to the edge of orgasms again had her scared and trembling in fear.

His two assistants lowered her and unhooked her from the pulley that had kept her in the air. Then they moved her over to what looked like a modern version of the old Iron Maiden. It consisted of a woman shaped back but no front. Instead of a solid front with spikes that would pierce the victim's flesh, it had strips of metal about every foot that had wires attached to them. Emma could only imagine what those wires would do, like the wizard said, "the modern technology would enhance all of his torment".

The two thugs assisting the sorcerer grabbed Emma wrists, lifted her into the modern Iron Maiden and locked her wrists into the contraption. The wizard sauntered over, pulled a long wicked-looking knife from its scabbard and in two quick precise swipes cut the bikini top in two exposing Emma's spectacularly perfect breasts. The next two swipes cut away the shoulder straps and the top floated to the floor, leaving her gorgeously pendulous wobbling breasts exposed to the sorcerer and his thugs.

The wizard's hands reached up and caressed her delicious breasts, giving special treatment to her pink nipples. He sighed, "These babies are even more awesome than I remember and I remember toying with them for hours." He swung the strap from the Iron Maiden closer to her breasts, attached a clip to each nipple and latched the strap to the frame of the device. Almost immediately Emma felt electrical tingling on her nipples. She gasped excitedly as her nipples responded to the electrical tingling, "OOOOOHHHH GGOOODDDDDD, NOT AGAIN".

Emma knew this was just the start and eroticism mixed with terror as she recalled the weeks of sexual torment in her previous encounter with the wizard. Her nipples began to ache as the sorcerer swiped at her boy shorts, slicing the left side, then the right side and they joined her top on the floor. Now her body from head to ankles were exposed to the ogling eyes of the sorcerer and his thugs. As the wizard slammed the next Iron Maiden band across her stomach, he pointed at her feet and one of the thugs immediately removed her sneakers. Now she was completely nude.

The wizard pulled out a red bulb with a tail, slathered it with some kind of oily substance and began to slide it through her sphincter. Emma screamed, "NNNOOOOO, leave me alone." Emma had never had anyone play with her ass and certainly didn't want this pervert doing things to her virgin ass.

When the vibrator was seated in her ass the wizard, smiled evilly, pulled out his smartphone, touched something on the screen and the vibrator came to life in Emma's bowels. Emma gasped, shuddered and responded, responded to the vibrating, "OOOOOHHHH GGOOODDDDDD, PLEASE STOP."

The sorcerer swung an Iron Maiden band across her hips and attached another clip to her clit and it immediately began the electrical tingling she experienced on her nipples, "OOOOOHHHH GGOOODDDDDD, NOT AGAIN, STOP STOP THIS".

The wizard latched the band across her hips and another band across her knees. Emma's face was scrunched up trying to contain all the electrical prickling and the vibrations in her body. Her body meanwhile was twisting, writhing and squirming within the confines of modern Iron Maiden trying to get rid of torment. The wizard stepped back and watched all the muscles under her skin roiling and struggling, her hips shifting back and forth and her breasts quivering with the whole picture being devastatingly erotic.

The sorcerer and his thugs continued to ogle Emma's stunning figure, try and contain her sexuality. The wizard sighed and said, "Damn I have missed your spectacular body and all that built-up sexuality inside you. None of the women I have worked on have the beauty or sexual eroticism that you do. Just wait till I really give you the full force of all the teasing."

As the wizard began playing with the rheostat changing the voltage to both her nipples and clit, Emma gritted her teeth and her body tensed as her mind screamed for Philip to save her.

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Philip came home from work to no Emma in the house. She couldn't drive, didn't know about Uber, didn't have money for a cab, so she must have gone for a walk. Philip thought he would surprise her, so he jumped in his car and began a circular search pattern. After about 45 minutes he saw two police cars with lights flashing and people gathered around, he stopped to find out what was happening.

He walked up to the policemen and asked, "What's going on?"

The police shewed him away, but a lady next to him said, "That lady over there caught a kidnapping on her Ring doorbell camera. Boy was she beautiful."

Philip felt a chill run down his back, and he immediately returned to the police and Shouted, "Excuse me, excuse me, I'm trying to find my girlfriend and since she is missing may I look at the video to see if it's her?"

Once again, the police ignored him, but the lady that had the video showed him the video and when he saw Emma get pulled into the van, his blood turned to ice. He turned to the police and said, "She is my girlfriend and her name is Emma."

All the talking stopped and everyone turned to him, including the police. The police began to question him starting with, "What is her full name?"

Philip had no idea what her last name was, but he improvised, because he needed to find her and get her back. "Emma Smith." He gave them his address as her residence and impatiently answered all kinds of questions for the next half an hour. He was anxious to begin looking for Emma, when the detectives showed up and he had to tell the story all over again.

As Philip was retelling the story a technician ran over and breathlessly said, "We have a license plate from the ring camera and I have an address."

Philip convinced the detective to let him ride with him and three squad cars and the detective's car all went screaming to the address. The house was an old and broken-down house that looked at least fifty years old. The thought flashed into Philip's mind, 'Could this be someone from her past or maybe even the wizard that put her into the coma.'

He watched all the police go into the building and after a half an hour came out shaking their heads, saying "it's empty". Philip, however, wasn't convinced. The police took him back to his car at the scene of the kidnapping. When they were finished with him, he took off and went back to the house. He knew a lot of things they didn't and most likely wouldn't believe, even if he had told them.

As he got there the door was unlocked and he went inside. He searched upstairs, downstairs and in the basement for over an hour, with no results. He began a new search in what looked like the office and after an hour he found a crazy lead. The new electrical bill showed two different residents. Apparently, the bill came here, but someone else was living in a different location and judging from the bill was using a lot of voltage.

Philip wrote down the new address and drove there hoping against hope that Emma would be there. Once again, this house looked like it was at least five or six decades old, but in better shape. He walked around the house looking for any sign of people and didn't find any, but in the garage was the van used to kidnap Emma.

Philip pulled out his cell phone and called the detectives with the news. It went to voice mail and Philip left a detailed voice mail, with address and the fact that he was going in to search for Emma. This time he walked slowly around the building looking for an entrance that might be easy for him to get into. He finally found a first-floor window that wasn't locked and he was able to get in. Then he remembered the size of the guys that took Emma and ran back to the car and retrieved a baseball bat and tire iron.

He entered the house through the window as silently as possible but like in almost every old house the floors squeaked. He tried walking around the base of the walls to keep the squeaking to a minimum. He didn't find anything on the first floor, but he did find a door to the basement and just as he was about to turn the door knob the door burst open and one of the huge thugs ran towards him.

The tire iron hit him in the head and it stunned him but it took a second blow to knock him out. By then the second thug was coming out of the basement and two blows from the baseball bat took care of him. Philip wished he had some zip ties to keep these guys down, but you use what you have. He began creeping down the stairs, hoping that anyone else down there would think it was one of the thugs coming back.

As Philip got close to the bottom, he heard Emma's voice screaming in erotic pain. As wild as it had sounded when he thought of it, the wizard must be back and working on Emma again. He got one step from the bottom, ready his baseball bat and charged into the basement. The very first thing he saw was Emma bound in some kind of Iron Maiden and his eyes stayed glued to her and never saw the wizard swinging a steel bar at him.

Emma screamed, "Look out, Behind you!"

Philip ducked and the bar only grazed him, but still nubbed his arm. He turned, swung the bat and hit the wizard in the hands, knocking the steel bar away. Philip swung a backhanded swing and this time hit the wizard in the head. The wizard crumpled to the floor and Philip rushed over to Emma.

Philip reached Emma, but saw all the pain in her eyes, "Baby, what kind of contraption is this and how do I get you out of it."

Between gritted teeth, Emma shouted, "Latches on the left side and manacles on my wrists. Watch out for the electrical wires attached to me."

Philip began undo the latches around her legs and when he reached the one around her hips he saw the clip attached to the clit, whistled and said, "Wow baby I see what you mean."

He quickly unlatched the bar around her stomach and the one around her breasts careful not to yank the clips from her nipples. He carefully unclipped her nipple clamps and unlatched the wrists manacles. When she was finally free, she fell out of Iron Maiden and into Philip's arms.

With Emma in his arms, he heard heavy steps coming down the stairs. He carefully paid Emma on the floor and grabbed the bat to face the new threat. Fortunately, it was the police. He took off his shirt, covered Emma and scooped her into his arms. As the detectives entered the dungeon he walked past them with Emma in his arms.

The detectives shouted to him, "We will need statements from you and Emma tomorrow."

Philip ignored them and carried Emma to his car. Emma wrapped her arms around his head and snuggled tightly to her master. She kissed his neck and passionately whispered, "I knew you would find me and save me. Thank you master, I love you so much and I'm glad you love me enough to care for and protect me the way you do.