Chapter 21 - Paybacks are Hell
Our plans over dinner were made on a Monday and I didn't know
if Tanyon went to the club on weeknights or just on weekends. Since
no one there had seen Kelly or Rocky, they decided to go to the club
and ask around. If we saw Tanyon's Porsche, they wouldn't even go
inside, but if he wasn't there they could ask for him, claiming some
mysterious business that they could talk about only with him. The
blonde hostess was only too glad to talk about Tanyon, explaining that
he sometimes came in during the week but always showed up on Friday
and Saturday nights for at least a while. We decided to wait for
Saturday rather than hang around. That way we shouldn't make anyone
suspicious and it would be exactly one week since his attack on me.
That Saturday evening I dressed in dark stretch pants, a
turtleneck sweater and black running shoes. I bound my mane up into a
ponytail, but wore makeup and my corset. I had considered going as
Ran to be as unremarkable as possible, since he's fairly average for a
guy but I'm decidedly noticeable as Brandy. But then I decided I
wanted to be Brandy in any situation that I could. I also wanted Dart
to know that it was me that was controlling him. We cruised by the
nightclub and saw his Porsche in the lot. Rocky and Kelly dropped me
off and I went to the shadows to wait until Tanyon emerged. When he
did, I stepped quickly up to him and put the muzzle of my .380 in his
back.
"Hello, Dart," I sang softly in Brandy's musical tones.
"Remember me?"
He had jerked, then frozen at the feel of the gun, but when he
heard my voice he got tough again.
"Yeah, I remember you, you pervert."
"Imagine you calling me a pervert. I've never put my cock up
another man's ass. Tell me, Dart, did you enjoy it?"
The flush flooding his strong face could have been anger or it
could have been embarrassment, I couldn't tell. Oh well, no matter,
by the time we were done it would be embarrassment. I had him open
the car door and I slipped in his side, sliding over the gear shift
and brake handles. He followed me into the car and I directed him to
drive off. Further directions followed and we arrived at a
self-service storage facility where Rocky had rented a garage under an
assumed name. I had him pull into the garage and turn off the
Porsche.
"Here, put this on," I ordered, handing him a black leather
blindfold.
"Forget it," he growled. I could tell he was getting ready to
make a move on me, measuring the distance to the gun. Just then a
blinding light came on his side of the car. He turned to see it and
squinted in the glare. His door was opened and he was pulled from the
car. He struck out blindly at the shadow holding him, but missed and
his hand was caught. It was pulled behind his back as he was slammed
into the side of the Porsche. He reached back with his other massive
arm, but this one was caught as well. A titanic struggle ensued as he
pitted his tremendous strength against the man holding him.
Regardless of his struggles, however, the shadowed figure pulled
Tanyon's arm down to meet his other wrist. Smaller hands darted into
the light with handcuffs and Tanyon's arms were secured. I had exited
the car on my side by that time and placed the blindfold over Tanyon's
eyes, checking to ensure that no light could enter. He was still
straining against the powerful form holding him, but relaxed when he
realized that he would not be able to get free of the handcuffs and
blindfold.
"Whoever you other two are, you're in big trouble, and this
pervert is already dead. I'll find you others, too, and you'll regret
ever getting into this."
Rocky rapped him sharply on the back of the head, sending his
nose painfully into the top of the car. In a voice so deep with
menace it sounded like a deliberate disguise, he growled, "That's the
last time I want to hear you call Brandy any names. As far as I'm
concerned, bullies like you are the worst sort of perverts, using your
strength to hurt others. And let me make it clear right now. If you
ever hurt Brandy, you will die. I'll take you out behind my boat and
troll for sharks. They'll eat you one bite at a time until there's no
trace of you. I know. I've seen it happen. In fact, you better hope
that she lives a long, happy life because if anything happens to her,
even if it's not your fault, I'm coming after you."
Tanyon grunted back, "You idiot, that 'Brandy' you're talking
about isn't even female. It's a guy dressed up like a woman."
That earned him another rap on the head. "No insults to me,
either, especially coming from you about intelligence. Besides, I
know who Brandy is."
"I was a little worried when he was struggling with you," I
said. "He's awfully strong."
"Not really," Rocky disagreed. "He's big, but he's got
hothouse muscles from a gym. Those who really work for a living know
how to use their strength. I knew as soon as I grabbed him that he
was a wimp."
Rocky grinned as he said this and Kelly giggled in the
darkness. I had to admit that Dart still intimidated me so I just
gave a weak little smile myself. On the other hand, the comment
provoked a fresh struggle from Tanyon, which Rocky casually seemed to
ignore, regardless of what effort it really took. We pulled Tanyon
from the garage into Rocky's rental car and drove off. After a
roundabout route which we figured was sufficient to disorient him, we
pulled back into the same self-storage facility though we stopped at a
different stall. Tanyon was hustled out of the car, still handcuffed
and blindfolded and taken into the room where the door was quickly
closed behind him. Rocky pushed him backward and Kelly tripped him so
that he fell onto his bound arms, knocking his head on the floor. He
grunted and cursed, which got him a laugh from Rocky. There was a
strange quality in that laugh and for the first time I realized that
Rocky could be at least as hard as Tanyon, probably harder. The
difference between a real man and a bully, I thought. While Tanyon
was floundering on his back, his shoes and socks were removed, then
Kelly reached for his belt. He struggled even harder, kicking out
with his legs, but Rocky gathered them in effortlessly and I kneeled
on Tanyon's chest to hold him down. In a moment, Kelly had Dart's
pants to his knees. Rocky released his legs and quickly stripped the
pants down, leaving Tanyon naked below the waist. His ankles were
fastened to a spreader bar, forcing his legs wide and leaving his
precious jewels dangling exposed and vulnerable.
I couldn't help it. I laughed and reached down to scratch his
balls lightly with my long fingernails, provoking a gasp and a pulse
from his cock. Then I squeezed them just hard enough to provoke a
grunt. At that he quit struggling. We stood him up and fastened the
bar to a bolt in the floor. He swayed as he tried to balance with his
arms awkwardly bound and his feet immobilized. Wrist restraints
leading to chains hooked to the ceiling were placed on his arms above
the handcuffs. When Kelly unlocked the cuffs, Rocky and I pulled
Tanyon's arms straight out and up and he was standing spread-eagled
and helpless. We tied off our lines to the walls of the building and
moved back to where he was stretched.
I reached down for his dangling package and began to stroke
him, provoking an erection he was helpless to control. "Dart, dear,"
I murmured, dripping honey from my soft tones, "you seemed so
interested in sex with a man that we thought we'd help you find one.
If you're a good little boy, you may even find you like this."
I stepped back and nodded to Kelly, who approached with a
buzzing razor and started to remove all the hair from Tanyon's
muscular body. While she was working on his legs I cut his shirt and
jacket off, leaving him completely naked. When she got to the cuffs
holding Dart's wrists and ankles, Rocky took a hold on the affected
member and immobilized it even more effectively than the shackles had
done. Kelly cheerfully removed the curly hairs surrounding his balls
and surrounding his anus, then moved up his body. We had decided the
additional fear introduced by being blindfolded would be a useful
start, but our plans required full access to Tanyon's face so when she
got to his neck Kelly stopped. She and Rocky pulled on full-face silk
masks with eyeholes cut out. Looking like executioners, which was
part of the intended effect, they removed Tanyon's blindfold. He
blinked a few times then glanced wildly around the room. Rocky
grabbed Dart's hair to hold his head still and Kelly continued, not
neglecting eyebrows or sideburns. She used scissors to shorten the
curly hair on Tanyon's head except for the knot that Rocky was holding
then shaved it as well. Finally, Rocky grabbed Tanyon around the neck
and held him still while Kelly removed the topknot that had been used
as a handle. At the end of this phase, Tanyon was completely shaved,
no hair showing except his eyelashes. We had plans for those
eyelashes.
From this point on we wanted him to see what was going on, in
fact, we explained it to him. Since Dart had left me bound and alone
on a deserted road, exposed as a cross-dresser, Rocky's revenge plan
involved doing the same to Tanyon. However, in accordance with
Rocky's concept of increasing the punishment to match the ratio of
strengths, Dart was going to find it a bit more difficult to return to
a single-gender appearance. We couldn't turn him into a convincing
female, let alone a gorgeous woman and we weren't going to try.
Instead, he would be blatantly cross-dressed until he could undo
several effects we intended. Where Kelly had used her artist skills
to make me beautiful, she would use these same skills to make him
gaudy and cheap. Dart would not quite be a clown, rather a man who
had tried to dress as a woman but was incompetent, achieving only a
sad and undesirable compromise.
The first step in this transformation was to put him into his
own corset. We wrapped a stiffly boned waist cincher around him and
Rocky pulled it tight as he described the improvements he had made in
the garment.
"We've replaced the ordinary strings of this corset with thin
wire cable. Unfortunately, I seem to have gotten the strings tied into
some sort of nasty knot. I'm not sure it could ever be untied. You
won't be able to cut them with an ordinary knife but you can probably
cut them with wire cutters if you can find any. I suppose you could
try to cut the corset as well, but the stays are metal and you'll need
to be careful not to hurt yourself."
We added white stockings, ensuring that there were appropriate
runs in both legs. Then we pulled up black fishnets over the white
stockings, tearing out a few loops so that gaps in the pattern showed.
Each time that we had to release one of Dart's ankles Rocky would hold
him, but it was interesting to see his struggles diminish. He was
staring at our actions with shocked horror, unwilling to believe that
it was happening to him. Next we slipped towering platform heels on
his feet, even taller than the ones that Kelly and I normally wore.
Of course they were not slip-ons, but fastened with wide ankle straps.
The shoes couldn't be removed without first undoing the straps. Since
his hands were going to be unavailable to him, we figured that it
would be a while before he got those loose.
Next we put on a bountiful bra sized to his massive chest.
Where Kelly and Rocky had found that thing I never knew. They had
also made falsies for him using foam rubber carved more or less into
shape. No artfully-designed silicone contours for him. Kelly giggled
as she brought out a bouffant petticoat, stiffened with net to flare
from his hips. She slipped it on, casually drawing it over his
softened cock. This caused a reaction in his member and she tugged on
it a few times as though milking a cow. It rose to the occasion and I
laughed and said, "Goodness, you'd think he liked getting dressed as a
girl."
The next item in his new outfit was a dress, bright pink of
course, with ruffles everywhere you could imagine ruffles to be. We
slipped it on one arm then slid it down to his head where we released
the other arm and fed it through. By this time he had stopped
struggling, standing passively and allowing us to do what we wanted.
This didn't cause us to relax our vigilance at all. At no time was
more than one arm or leg loose and even that one was in Rocky's firm
grasp. The dress zipped up the back to a high neck. Inside the
ruffle at the neck was a cardboard collar to hold his head up, and the
zipper itself had a lock at the top so that it couldn't be pulled down
without a key.
Now it was Kelly's turn to explain as she brought out jars
filled with vibrant colors. "This isn't regular makeup," she giggled
as she stirred one of the mixtures. "It's actually a sort of dye.
It's called semi-permanent since it will come out, eventually, but it
will be a while. About six weeks." This was too much for her and she
had to pause to laugh, shaking with mirth.
Dart's eyes had widened in horror at her explanation, but then
they narrowed in hate. Rocky caught the look and growled in Tanyon's
ear. "Remember, if anything happens to them, you die as sharkbait. I
guarantee it."
The repeat of this fearsome threat caused the color to drain
from Tanyon's face. He tried to avoid the touch of the brush that
Kelly used, but Rocky caught his head. However, the force he had to
use to keep Tanyon from moving caused so many wrinkles and ridges to
form in Tanyon's face that Kelly stood back in dismay until I walked
over and solved the problem. Reaching under Tanyon's dress and
petticoat I took his balls in my hand and again stroked them softly
for a moment, then grabbed them and squeezed. He groaned and sagged
into his bonds, relaxing the tension in his neck.
"Naughty, naughty," I scolded. "Remember what I said about
being a good boy."
I motioned Rocky to release him but kept my own hold on his
dangling package. He stood quite still as Kelly worked on his face.
She added eyeshadow in a too-bright blue and blush in a too-gaudy red.
Instead of blending it in carefully, she left the boundaries a bit too
distinct. Dart's lips were painted a bright pink that almost matched
the dress but did not go with his cheeks at all. She painted on
eyebrows arched too high and finally added false eyelashes so long
they would be obvious fakes even on the most glamorous woman, which
Dart definitely was not. His face held that garish, overdone look of
someone with enthusiasm but no skill.
One item remained in his basic feminine outfit. Kelly brought
out a long, curly wig. Instead of the liquid grace of my own hair,
this one was stiff and obviously artificial, frizzing even before it
was worn. Did I mention it was a bright yellow blonde that was as
artificial-looking as the hair on his hostess friend? Kelly carefully
applied an even coat of super glue to the interior before placing it
on Dart's smooth-shaven head. The curls fell down over his shoulders.
A stiff section landed in front of his eyes and he tossed his head to
clear his vision.
"Good!" I cheered. "Keep working on those dainty feminine
motions. You can certainly use the practice."
Tanyon stood before us, still stretched in a spread eagle but
now fully dressed as an unconvincing woman. He looked about as bad as
anyone who ever went to a costume party, only he wouldn't be changing
back at the end of the evening, at least not completely. I approached
him and let a more ominous note creep into my tones.
"Let's see now. When you left me on that hillside I seem to
remember that I was wearing gloves and had my hands cuffed together
behind my back. What can we do about that?"
I nodded to Rocky and he brought one of Tanyon's arms down and
held it by the wrist. Dart wasn't sure what I had in mind but the
note in my voice frightened him, as it was supposed to. He clenched
his massive hand into a fist and seemed determined to keep us from
putting on gloves. However, this was what we had expected. Kelly
brought out a fingerless mitt that she placed around his fist and
clamped at this wrist with a strong leather strap that had an embedded
steel ring. Rocky forced Tanyon's arm behind his back and the ring
was attached to a chain from the ceiling, holding it in place while
Tanyon's other arm was released into Rocky's grip. A match to the
mitt Tanyon wore was sewn to the perimeter of the first mitt, and in a
minute it was on Dart's other fist and the wrist band was in place.
His wrists were bound together with a padlock, securing his fingers
still tightly held as fists within the linked bags over them.
"Yes," I mused, "that should about cover the gloves and
handcuffs. Oh, by the way, the only reason we're going so easy on you
is that you left me the key to the cuffs that bound my arms. It would
only be fair if I do the same for you." With that I hung the key to
the padlock on a chain which I placed around his neck. One down and
two more to go.
"I remember that there were some more activities you demanded
on that evening," I continued. "Since I want you to get the full
effect, we've arranged for something similar for you."
Tanyon's eyes went wide and he began to curse fluently and
loudly. I let him run for a minute and then grabbed him by the balls
and squeezed until he grunted to a stop in pain.
"Naughty, naughty," I chuckled with a conscious parody of my
earlier admonition, though now my voice was harsher as though I took
cruel pleasure in what was coming. Perhaps I did.
"Oh, don't worry," I pretended to comfort him. "You won't
really have to give anyone a blowjob. Who'd want you to touch them
anyway? Even if your lips are awfully pretty. Instead, we'll give
you a little present to keep as a momento of the evening."
Kelly brought out a leather-strapped gag for Tanyon's mouth.
Instead of a ball or other simple shape to hold the wearer's mouth
open and prevent talking, this one had a cock-shaped knob about three
inches long. Tanyon tried to resist, but Rocky was too strong for him
and the cock shape was soon in his mouth. It was just long enough to
trigger a gag reflex when we first put it in, but in a moment that
subsided and he stood there glaring as the leather band was fastened
behind his neck. It also closed with a padlock and soon another key
on its own chain was dangling from Tanyon's neck. Two down and one
more to go.
"That's about it," I teased, as though I had forgotten the
final attack he had made on me. "Except for the little matter of you
raping me in the ass. Now it turns out that your cock is kind of
small, as such things go. Even mine is bigger than your little
noodle, and this guy here would really teach you the meaning of pain.
But then, you did leave me the key, so we're not going to rape your
ass like you did mine."
Tanyon's eyes had shown relief as I suggested we were done,
then gone wild when I started talking about his rape of my ass, but he
sagged again with relief when I told him he would not be raped
himself. Then Kelly brought out the last of the devices we had
acquired for this evening. He really began to thrash now, but his
ankles were still bound by the spreader bar and his arms were locked
behind him. Rocky easily held him upright since about all he could do
would be fall down. The first item I took from Kelly's hands was a
cock and ball harness. I stroked Dart a few times under the skirt of
his dress until he was stiff, though not fully erect. I slipped the
harness on over his cock and around his balls and fastened the buckle.
The harness had a line leading from the tip and I tugged on this
gently, but with enough force to get his attention. I reached behind
him and tied the line from the harness to the bottom of his corset.
The line was partially elastic so I could put a bit of tension to it
without actually damaging his package and I pulled it fairly tight,
enough to get a grunt from around the gag. The last item in Kelly's
hand, the one that had really made him frantic, was a leather strap
with an embedded dildo. It wasn't very big as dildos went, only about
four inches long and a bit less than an inch wide, but I wanted him to
think that was the size I considered his own cock to be. Rocky pulled
Dart's shoulders forward to make him bend over. Tanyon kept
struggling, but by now his frantic panic had robbed him of real
strength.
"You'll be glad to know, I'm sure, that I'm using a great deal
more lubrication on this than you used when you raped me. Of course,
this is one of those motion lotions so in a while it may get a little
hot. It probably won't burn like the pain I felt, though."
With that I pushed the dildo up his ass and wrapped the strap
between his legs on top of his bound cock and then up around his
waist. It also had a lock and with a firm click I closed it. The
last padlock key went on a third chain around his neck and I pulled
his skirt down. Rocky released his shoulders at that point but Tanyon
stayed bent over. Straightening slowly he winced around his gag and
started grunting. At this point we could see that he was truly a
bully and therefore a coward. His eyes pleaded for sympathy and his
grunts had a whining tone. I'm sure he would have promised whatever
we asked of him at that point, but our plans were firm. Kelly looked
a little sick, as though the reality of our plans was more difficult
to accept than the theory. I wasn't as happy with things myself as I
had expected to be. It certainly wasn't filling me with the hilarity
I had felt when they had explained their idea to me. Only Rocky held
a look of grim satisfaction.
He caught Tanyon's chin in his hand and forced Dart to look
him in the eyes. "Listen to me, you scumbag. You brought this on
yourself. If you had treated Brandy as a lady you would never have
attacked her and would never have opened yourself up to this
retribution. All my life I have been trying to get back at bullies,
always by giving them what they gave out, only more so. This is
actually less than I would have done on my own, but Brandy said to
take it easy on you because of the key. You ought to be really,
really thankful for that gesture, and for her generosity. I'm also
going to tell you one more time. Any attacks on them and you're
sharkshit. Do you understand me?"
Tanyon grunted something which didn't seem enthusiastic enough
to Rocky.
"Do you understand me?" Rocky demanded again.
This time Tanyon nodded his head vigorously.
We released his ankles from the spreader bar and put a bag
over his head, not wanting the tight blindfold to mess up his false
eyelashes. He stumbled awkwardly in his platform shoes but Rocky kept
him supported until we poured him into the car. He started pleading
grunts again as his butt hit the seat but in another second we were
all in the car and heading back up to the hillside where he had taken
me. We hauled him out of the car and stood him teetering on his heels
beside the bench where he had raped me and I pulled the bag from his
head.
"For the consideration you showed when you left me the key,
I'll wish you good luck," I offered. "You haven't really had to suck
anyone's cock. You haven't really been raped in the ass, and you
don't have to search blindly behind you for a key you can hardly feel
through your gloves. You're even standing up. You might find if you
fall it's not too easy to get up once you're down on the ground or
stretched over a bench. You know where your car is and your clothes
and money will be on the seat. I think we've been more than fair. If
you don't think so, tough."
I walked up the hill without looking back. Kelly told me he
had tried to turn and follow but had almost fallen off his shoes and
then stood still as he struggled to maintain his balance. We got in
Rocky's anonymous rental car and drove off. Rocky let Kelly and I out
just a little ways down the hill and we ran back to hide where we
could see what Tanyon would do. I don't think I'd have tried to stop
him if he'd moved to throw himself off the cliff, but he just stood
there for a few minutes then carefully started up the hill. We
watched from the dark as he walked toward the streetlight and then the
convenience store, moving stiffly, carefully, much more slowly than I
had done, even in my throbbing pain. The matronly lady first tried to
shut him out of the store, shocked by his strange appearance, but his
pleading eyes and obviously bound condition caused her to relent and
she let him in.
It was a dark comedy that didn't make us laugh to see him try
and grunt a request to use the keys to unlock him. Of course, the top
key chain was to the crotch strap with the dildo and he didn't want
her to use that one, so he had to get her to go for the next chain
down. He turned around and waited, but she tried that key on his
cuffs, which was the wrong lock. He kept shaking his wig at her,
trying to get her to use it on the gag but she didn't really see that
lock through the stiff curls. Finally he turned around again and
grunted about the third key. When she used it to take the mitts off
his hands, he used the second key to unlock his gag. Her eyes widened
when she saw what kind of gag he had been chewing on. Tanyon grabbed
the key to the crotch strap from her hands and disappeared into the
men's room. It was several minutes before he came out, walking
easier. His face was scrubbed but the colors had not diminished in
any noticeable amount. I wondered how angry he would be but he seemed
embarrassed instead, ducking his head to keep from looking at the
matron. I noticed he had not taken off any of his women's clothes,
not even the shoes. I didn't think he would be able to bend that far
in the stiff corset and we hadn't given him a key to the tiny lock on
the dress collar, so the only way to get out of the dress was to tear
it apart. Apparently he decided not to do that.
He begged a quarter from the lady and went to the phone booth. I
could see him pondering who to call for quite a while and I hugged
Kelly with a whisper of gratitude that I had someone I could call no
matter what. In another half hour a car pulled up with the
bottle-blonde woman, I think her name was Candy, who had greeted us
the night Dart took me to the nightclub. She started laughing as soon
as she saw him and he growled at her. She shut up immediately, still
afraid of him, but you could see her struggle to keep a straight face.
They drove off and we walked to our rendezvous with Rocky.
