Archive-name: Slaves/ow2.txt
Archive-author: China
Archive-title: OW2 - The Outrageous Women Collection


Outrageous Women, "A journal of woman-to-woman S/M" was
published in the mid to late 80's and seemed to have
disappeared from existence in 1988.  The magazine used a
volunteer staff which produced excellent copy.  Anyone know
what happened?  Here is one of their stories:


Turn About is Fair Play
by China

     I could not help but drool as I watched her writhing in
her bondage, her muscular arms stretched tautly above.  She
was mine, and totally helpless.  I laughed to myself,
thinking that this very woman had once been my dominant and
now I was the one in control.  To make such a female
submissive to me was a great challenge.  You see, it was a
game we played, only this time I had won and she didn't
appreciate the role reversal.  My mouth was watering in
sheer anticipation of what I was going to do to her.
     She was groaning a little too loudly, so I gagged her.
Her eyes grew round in surprise as I slipped the leather gag
into place.  As I slowly unzipped her leather jacket, the
wonderful scent of leather mixed with her sweat greeted my
nostrils.  She wore nothing underneath, so I undid her belt,
unfastened the leather pants, and pulled them down to her
knees, thus restricting her movements even more.
     Then I went to our toy drawer.  I took out the
clothespins slowly so they would have an impact on her.  Her
body stiffened in dread as I taunted her with these hateful
objects.  I grasped one and opened it and closed it a few
inches from her face.  (And to think she had used these on
me so many times before.)  She squirmed as I traced the
length of her body with the menacing toy and suddenly
slipped it into place on her left nipple.  She froze in
shock.  I then reached for the whole bag and busily fastened
clothespins everywhere.  I decorated her earlobes, I trailed
them down her stomach, along her upper arms, and between her
thighs, which were quite damp.
     I knelt in front of her pussy and inhaled her moist
aromas.  I playfully flicked my tongue across her clitoris,
and she responded by swaying her hips.  When I determined
that she had received enough pleasure, without removing my
tongue, I quickly snapped another clothespin on her labia.
She was now groaning furiously through her gag but I went
ahead and added a few more.  She was beginning to look
scared.  That was what I wanted - I wanted her to take me
seriously.
     I reached for my whip handle and used it to stir the
pins, causing her to pull more at the chains in an attempt
to avoid the torture.  I rustled the clothespins from one
end of her body to another.  She looked so pathetically
funny, I couldn't resist, so I took a few Polaroid pictures.
"For posterity", I told her, as I carefully locked them
away.  Then I reluctantly began removing the clothespins,
one by one.  As I unclasped each pin, I gently rubbed the
swollen area beneath.  At one point, I had to unfasten the
gag so I could hear the sounds she was making.  Her
breathing came fast and hard as I massaged her skin.  My
fingers were soaked as I removed the clothespins between her
thighs; fondly I ran them through her genitalia.  "Make me
come", she demanded.
     "Beg!" I replied.  She grew red in the face.  I loved
it.  She was so frustrated she was ready to burst.  I was
getting to this dominant - I was humiliating her.
     "Please, I'm going crazy", she cried desperately.
     "Beg!" I reiterated.
     I checked her wrist and ankle restraints to see whether
or not they were cutting off her circulation.
     "I'll return in an hour or so.  Maybe you will have
changed your tune by then."  I chuckled wickedly.  "Bye, bye
baby!"  I left her hurling curses and abuses at me.  I
couldn't wait until she go loose - she'd be at her best
then!


China, the author, was mentioned in the magazine "about to
contributors":

China: has been described by her lover as "a lipstick red
farrari that drives like a limousine.  Unfortunately she
shifts into overdrive at times and can push safety to the
limit.  Therefore, it takes raw nerve to drive her.

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