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Archive 13 / cornered

TW: Non-corn, Abuse, more tbd (edited)

“What are you..” she tried to say, but before she had even finished the sentence that mocking laugh filled the air around her. She could feel her heart starting to beat fast in her chest as she looked into those eyes of him. Once more her eyes darted from side to side, shit.. she was alone. She should have never gotten herself in this situation. Was this how people disappeared? Had it been him all along? It couldn’t be.. he hadn’t been here for long.. As she stepped closer, she tried to step away, but all it did was pin her against her desk. She could feel herself panic, a panic that only grew as he took her wrist and suddenly pinned her down. She tried to pull against him, but was surprised by the strength that he had. “Let me go!” She said, out of a pure instinct. You were brave to do this alone. The whisper against her ear had a shudder run down her spine. “Please..” she tried, maybe begging would work for him. Maybe he would let her go then and she could run. She just held herself stiff, her eyes now closed as if it would make it better as he let go of her wrists. For a moment she thought that perhaps he was leaving, but nothing as more true. You look like you need help. Her eyes flicked open to meet his face, her eyebrows knitted together in fear of him still. “I am fine..” she said softly, though her voice lost all it’s power. The fast changes in his expressions were only making her more uncomfortable. Yet he pressed closer into her again. She tried to push against that desk, hoping it would move, but it was not moving. To feel him so close against her. She tried to push him off, but he wouldn’t buckle at all. Watch how you speak to me. this time his voice sounded like a command and the tone of it made sure that she quickly pressed her lips together. “I’m sorry..” she said quickly, feeling like if she didn’t apologize he would only get more mad. Her eyes looked for a way out, anything.. Maybe she would stab him with a pen? Her hand inching closer t

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o one. Before she even got to it he once more grabbed her wrists, making her yelp. She was the fury in those eyes, wondering what she had done to make him like that with her. Sure he had been mean to her before, cruel even.. but he had never approached her. “Please.. I just want to go home.” She said, speaking of both her anxiety from what he was doing to her and the fact that perhaps this was how everyone else had disappeared. “Just let me go.. please..” @Deleted User

There was no desire to let her go, in fact all the presiding notions in his mind wanted to bend her over and use her until she cried. Controlling himself, his lips came close to her cheek, his eyes dangerously filling hers with blood thirsty hunger. This man had not come here for anything but pleasure. Well, that was why she piqued his interest. She made him want her every-time she denied him, it was simply irresistible. Pulling her to his chest by the wrists, his lips graze her ear “I know you’re afraid. Scared to think that maybe you’re going to wake up mangled into a joke of a corpse…” A dangerous smile spread across his lips “I can help.” The low tone of his voice dropped further as he pressed himself against her and ground slowly into her “For a price.” His chest was rising and falling, fast, heavy against her smaller frame. Being 6’6 changed the amount of force he could use on her without injury. Slowly, he sipped her back, holding her body as he smiled “Don’t be like that, I know you used to smile when I messed with you.” It wasn’t odd to him, he had seen her smiling often and if it wasn’t about him, then who would it be? The sick laughter dies as he huffs, slowly calming down as he pressed his nose into her hair “You smell good.” He didn’t lie, or at least he didn’t count them. There was a burning in his chest, the rage at being feared by someone he adored made his heart pound “I’ll never let you go! Ever.” The harsh glare and angry squeeze around her wrists let everything be spoken silently. She was making him upset “I want something. Depending on what you give me, maybe I won’t reject that HR report.” The grin on his face is wide “Oh yes! I’m a executive from the very department you need help from… shame isn’t it?” Of course it wasn’t, his lips slam down on hers, cruel and violent as he slams her against the table.

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@♥Nakiss and tell♥

He did anything but let her go. In fact he pulled her closer. His mouth so close to her ears that she could feel the heat of his breath against them. It once more made her close her eyes shut. What did he want from her..? She knew.. Please, make him go away. But once he spoke those words knowing that she was afraid to die her eyes shot open again. “I don’t…” she tried, but once more he beat her to it. I can help. she felt him press even closer. His crotch now grinding against her. She fought him once more, trying to break the grip on her wrist, but it was impossible to get out of the iron hold he had on her. Don’t be like that. I know you used to smile when I messed with you. Yes.. maybe at the start. It had seemed innocent. Just some casual teasing. She had thought perhaps he just wanted her attention. You smell good. “Please.. don’t..” she said, her voice so weak as small tears started to gather in the corners of her eyes. Don’t cry Soph.. she forced herself. His sudden anger scared her even more. For the first time she really just started to fight him. “Let me go! Let go!” She tried to shout. “Help!” She even said, hoping that perhaps someone would hear her scream, from anywhere. She didn’t even care about the HR report anymore. All she knew was that she needed to get away from him, away from here. “Just le..!” Suddenly his lips crashed into hers. It pressed her into the desk even more, hurting her back with the sheer force of it. “Hmmm!!” She tried to scream through it, her leg coming up to try and kick him away from her. Her hands tugging at the grip on her wrists enough to make her shoulders hurt in the process. And if she did manage to kick him off her, she would run as fast as she could. @Deleted User

The screaming made his body tense, his eyes getting hotter as she squirmed and kicked. Fighting wasn’t something he was unfamiliar with, a scene from his childhood that paved his current life. He would teach her, that fighting him was no better than killing herself sooner. Angry hands slam her wrists down as he uses his hips to spread her legs “The more you struggle, the longer this will take.” Grumbling, he flips her around easily, putting the small woman underneath him and shoving his crotch against her butt “Stop. I’ll be gentle.” Not even he believed that, everything inside him was roaring to ruin her. To plug her up with something thick and long, he looked at her again and snarled. She might be too small for him. His palms ride up from her shoulders to her hands, his lips cocky as he gives a kind kiss to her head “I’m sorry.” The sad part was that he was, touching her like this and forcing himself on her was deplorable. He hated how hard it made his muscles, how hot it made his blood boil. She was electrifying. Softly, he lets her wrists go to wrap around her throat and clamp over her mouth. Nibble fingers toy with her plump lips, touching the pink clouds and pushing them down, tugging “You’re a beautiful woman… don’t you want to live long enough for the world to see that beauty?” Shaking his head, he brought his lips to the underside of her ear, placing a soft kiss. Gently, his hand begins to wrap up her throat in searing fingers, hot to the touch “See? It’s not so bad.” Huffing against her ear, he places a kiss on her ear. While he understood this was wrong, he was childish, too confident and comfortable with getting what he wanted to say no. In his mind, she was already his. The bulge in his pants traveled down his thigh, thick enough to make a clear pipe down his skin. His breathing had run ragged, his hips grinding as he rubbed himself against her. Slowly her skirt starts to ride up her thigh, revealing more and more of her flawless, creamy skin.

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@♥Nakiss and tell♥

She only screamed again as he once more slammed her down. She felt like a puppet, stuck being moved around by this puppet master without much of a choice. The more you struggle, the longer this will take. She knew he was right. There was no way that she could get away from him… she had tried, tried enough to make her body hurt already. She went still then, the strength seeming to have faded. Right at that moment he easily flipped her around and bent her over that table an she could feel the first tears falling down her eyes and running down her nose. Small sobs starting to form in her throat, but she forced them down, unsure if crying would only make him more angry. His apology came out of nowhere, but did nothing to calm her fears. She felt his hand slip away from her wrists but she was to terrified to move. His hand wrapping around her throat only adding to the fear as her lips started to tremble. She wanted to shout again, but his hand against her lips made it that she didn’t dare too. She put her hands over his, trying to keep him from clamping down over her. “Please.. stop..” she begged again with that tremble in her voice that indicated how scared she was in that moment. Each time he brushed his head against her bare skin she would tug her head to the side as much as he allowed her to. She hated it, felt so violated by it. His words so kind and soft, yet his actions all speaking of the force he would put upon her. The grip around her throat only becoming tighter as she had to open her mouth just to feel like she could take enough air to her lungs. She could feel him grinding against her, that hard length that was there. It made her sobbing worse as tears fall down her cheeks. She knew what he wanted, she knew what he was trying to do, and there was nothing he could do about it. He had said he would be gentle, but she didn’t believe him with his hand on her throat. “Mr Wesson.. please.. Let me go home.. Whatever I did, I am sorry..” she tried, not even

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sure what she should be saying, but she was at the point where she would do anything to just make him stop what he was doing. “I will do anything..” @Deleted User

Her sobs made his heart ache, it was horrible to watch her give up and accept the reality. She seemed fragile now, easy to break with his hands around her throat. The side to side sway of his hips was stimulating, all his rubbing against her private areas causing him to swell bigger “Obey. You do what I say like a good girl and I’ll let you go home.” What she didn’t know was that he was killing two birds with one stone. Keeping her in his vision and this preventing her death; while also finally getting the release he needed. Growling, he kisses her cheek, licking her throat between his fingers as one hand leaves to grab her hip. He massages slowly, moving up as he kneads the creamy flesh into a hot, red chunk. The brutal marks he wanted to scar into her body was merely a few clothes away from fulfillment. Leaning over, he presses his chest against her back and starts working his bulge between her thighs, pushing down into her crotch. She shouldn’t have been so alluring, so damningly overpowering! Rough hands jerk her head back, making her back arch as her butt slides back to engulf his crotch and fill his vision. Their eyes are locked, her throat pulled back by aggressive hands. “You’ll do anything?” A wicked grin spreads over his lips, her repeated words hanging in the air like smoke “Spread your legs.” The howling laughter fills the empty office as he watches her. Waiting. Eventually, she obeys and he smiles, leaning down to place a kiss on her head “Good girl.” He grabs her hands and pulls them down, holding her body down by her wrists. Slowly, he lowers to his knees, panting between her thighs as his hot breath rushes over her panties. Suddenly, soft kisses rain down her thighs, lewd licks leaving hearts made out of hot spit. He put her hands under her tummy and trapped them under her own weight. The moment she moved he’d leap onto her and break her. She was getting it slow and gentle only so long as his patience lasted.

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He had begun to lap at the crease between her thighs and crotch, the hungry sounds of his ragged breathing and shuddering gasp didn’t hide any of his lewd glee. Her body was perfect, tender and supple with enough strength to snap when struck. He knew the from the occasional clap of his greedy palms slamming into the back of her thighs and squeezing. It had gotten hard enough to hurt. Unable to deny himself any longer, he unzipped his pants and pulled them down, sitting in his underwear. Sharp canines glint as he tears away her panties with his teeth and grabs her ass, spreading.

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@♥Nakiss and tell♥

Obey… He made it sound like that was simple. But how was it simple to just give herself to this man? To let him force himself upon her like she didn’t care about it. She did.. she was terrified. Already she could feel him against her backside and it scared her to death. She didn’t want him and she knew that it was going to be painful for her no matter what. He spoke of being gentle, yet his hand was still on her throat, holding her where she was by force. The trembling of her lips never leaving her. His hands over her body were overwhelming and once more not the gentle that he promised. It hurt how rough he was and she couldn’t help the soft sounds of complaining that left her throat. He pressed into her and all she wanted to do was press her legs closer together. She yelped as he jerked her head back. “Stop..” she begged, the position hurting her back as he pulled her head back so much. Her eyes were still filled with tears, her face flushed from her crying as the blond hair tumbled around her. It made breathing hard and she couldn’t help the soft struggle against him, causing her rear to rub against him. You’ll do anything? In that moment she knew she had made a mistake.. his next request only had her sob again. His laughter made her feel so small. But she did obey as she had no choice. He promised to let her go if she just listened.. and it was the only shot that she had. So she spread them apart for him, no matter how disgusted she felt with herself. Good girl. Is send another shiver down her spine and not a good one. As he finally let her head go she slumped back against the table, her back hurting from the strain he had put on it. He once more grabbed a hold of her wrists and even on his knees he managed to hold her down. The kisses against her thighs felt like someone burning a cigarette against her skin. She hated it, hated it enough to feel herself almost gag from it. She bit down on her lip to hold it back, not wanting to anger him more. *Just

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be anywhere else.. don’t think about it.. just.. don’t think.* she tried to tell herself, trying to empty her mind, to just not be present and feel what he was doing to her. But it was easier said then done and she could feel every single movements that he made behind her. Any sounds that her mouth produced were sounds of complaints and discomfort, none of pleasure. She had closed her eyes at some point, just trying to drown him out. That was till she heard his zipper and jeans being pulled down. She looked over her shoulder. She didn’t want this.. she didn’t want that. Obey. She couldn’t.. the spreading of her ass cheeks was the final straw in her body just going into full panic. Suddenly she pushed off from that table, enough force behind it to surprise him just for a single second. His hands had not been pinning her down and she just ran for it. Ran for that door and slamming it closed behind against him. She was in a blind panic. Unsure where she was even going. She just needed to find someone, anyone. She was panting, her eyes going from left to right rapidly as she searched for a way out as she could already hear him behind her. “Leave me alone! Please! Help! Someone! HELP!” Someone needed to hear.. someone needed to be there. She couldn’t be alone in this goddamn building. @Deleted User

The glee that rushed through his body was probably not what she expected when she ran. It didn’t matter, he wasn’t here to make her feel good. Her body was his and there was no way she would be able to escape him. In her shoes? Against his body? Cold laughter echoed down the hall as he stalked behind her, lightly jogging so she could gain distance. As he closed in, the lights flicked off, his finger dragging down the wall as he plunged the place into darkness. Sliding off his shoes, he started to strip down to his underwear and black wife beater. An ironic choice of clothing given his current dilemma. Chasing after her, the soft patter of his feet are nearly inaudible due to the hum of cooling units working overtime. He saw her bank down a corner and run full speed, it only made him laugh harder. Did she really think he’d do something like this with witnesses? Rather, that he couldn’t merely but their silence and continue playing with her? Poor girl… all that running would wear out her body before he could. The cruel snickers follow her relentlessly, teasing her by running up in the darkness and grabbing her ass. Before she could react or swing at him, he’d duck out of her line of fire and place a kiss somewhere on her body. Thighs, hips, hands, back, ankles, neck, none of it mattered to him. He marked it all with hot lips. Sometimes, he’d tug on her clothes, pressing up on her and whispering a gentle compliment. Teasing her with words of affection before grinding on her butt. Relentlessly, he played with her, laughing and growling happily whenever he cupped her ass or touched her. Still. Still he let her race about, tiring herself out. Eventually he pushed her down on the ground, dragging her by the hair into a empty office. Pulling down the blinds, he began to growl, his voice seeming to come from everywhere in the dark “You shouldn’t have done that.” Making a sharp ‘tsk’ he mounts her, sitting on the back of her thighs as his fingers tangle in her hair.

He pushed her face into the ground and licked her cheek, palming her ass and spreading it hungrily. He’d already torn her panties away, so when he pressed his clothed bulge against her pussy it sent a shiver down his spine “I’m going to ruin you!” The hot and desperate whisper was so intense it nearly burned into her skin. In an oddly loving act, he kissed her head and slid his hands over her mouth. A kiss to her ear was the only warning he gave before his waistband snapped. He was naked and from his happy purring, ready to go. His shaft lies between her ass, coated in a thick layer of viscous pre-cum as he starts rubbing. After a few moments of gushing pre-cum over her fleshy ass and growling in growing hunger, he puts it against her nether lips. The head is so fat and bulbous that just rubbing it through her folds spread her lips. Biting his lip, he starts to slide in, laying over her and holding her in a constricting bear-hug. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

The darkness that came around her was a surprise that she was not ready for. her eyes needed time to adjust and as she looked over her shoulder she no longer could spot him. His dark skin blending perfectly into the background. So she just kept running, going anywhere she could, trying to find any open door. Every time she thought she had lost him he found her again. It seemed hopeless, but she had to keep trying. But the longer she went the more exhausted she became. She had been running at the top of her might for what felt like forever and she was starting to slow down. Needing the wall more and more to support her as he thighs were starting to chave slightly from rubbing together without her underwear on. That was when he grabbed into her hair and just started to pull her along. She screamed for help once more, screaming from the pain on her scalp at the same time. But once more it was absolutely useless. You shouldn’t have done that. The mere words made her shiver to her core, tears welling up deep into her as she started to sob again. “Please.. please.. don’t hurt me…” she begged with the shivers running down through her voice. He pressed against her and it only made he sob out more. The promise to ruin her only making her shake even more. She could say no more as he held his hand over her mouth, forcing her to breath through her nose instead. Her breathing was frantic as her tears soon made his hand wet as well. She screamed into it as she felt his shaft against her backside, trying to struggle against him once more. But his grip was to firm. There was no getting away. “Hmm.. hmmm!!” She tried to scream against his hand, beg him to stop once more, but the words were drowned out by his flesh. He forced himself in and she could not help yelling out. She had not been ready for him, not at all. The invasion into her body felt unpleasant and painful. Even if he himself had been coated in his own pre-cum, she had been dry. She sobbed into him more, her s

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ex twitching around him to try and get used to the feeling of him inside of her. Why was this happening to her..? How had she gotten here..? She didn’t know. She once more seemed to just give up, letting her body just slump against the floor in that darkness, staring into the dark abyss around them as he forced himself deeper inside of her. @Deleted User

Lewd groans left his lips as he used her body in an animalistic display of dominance. Thundering slaps echoed in the room as he lifted his hips and thrashed his swollen cock inside her guts. He wanted to use her body, make her feel the pain of defying him with her sweet, supple pussy. His lips spread in a lewd shape, a deep groan leaving his throat “Uuhggn.” The satisfaction is clear from his happy laughs and gentle kisses “This is all you had to give me… if you’re less resistant you can feel good too.” Soft lips touch her cheek, kissing her with deep touches as he growls against her skin. The grasp of her walls made him pant, his cock throbbing hotly “You’re a bad girl. I’ve seen you flirting with anyone who passes your fancy.” He bites her ear lightly, clamping his teeth down as his hips get violent. “But that’s gonna change now. The next time you flirt with another man, I’ll put it inside you just like this, secretary.” Suddenly he’s not nice, huffing angrily as his hands writhe under her body and grasp her breasts. Angry swipes of his tongue fall over her neck before he starts biting, the growling and animal snarls only adding to the speed of his hips. She felt warm, tight and ready, as he lathered up her walls with his precum. A wide grin spreads across his lips as he feels her sex spasming around him, unable to handle the length and sheer girth. “I’m gonna break your pussy.” Sighing in relief, he kisses her lips, turning her to him and holding her cheeks with one hand. His lips slam down on hers, swirling his tongue over her lips and teasing her with gentle humps. Squeezing, his digits pinch her nipples into hard peaks, stimulating them tenderly. Wet groans fill the room as he starts to finally give into the pleasure. Moaning, he begins to hump her harder, pulling the poor girl into his body and sheltering the battered woman.

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His humping is deep, pushing down through her walls and stirring up her pussy. He enjoyed antagonizing her, taking the time out of his day to make her miserable. Cruel canines mark up her neck Scarring such a pretty girl got him hard and horny all over again. So he bit down on her throat, pushing her cheek into the ground like a lion tearing out the throat of a gazelle. He held her in that position, grabbing up her hips and making her take his brutal thrusting. Unable to stop himself, he crams it all inside her and shudders. There was nothing like her frightened pussy, the rhythmic squeezing lining up with his thrust. There was no way she would be able to feel nothing, the human body didn’t work like that. So he waited, patiently stirring her up. Until her body finally gave into his superior stamina and leaked for him, he would fuck her into the ground. “If you’re gonna be miserable, I’ll just put a baby inside you. Is that what you want!” The angry declaration is followed by furious thrusting, her ass smacking against his crotch like a wet sex drum. “WHORE!” @♥Nakiss and tell♥

He was merciless. From the moment he had plunged himself deep inside of her he was simply pounding away at her. He didn’t care how rough it felt for her. It didn’t take long before moans were starting to run into that hand over her mouth, but they were not moans of pleasure, they were moans of pain from how roughly he was taking her. The tears now freely leaving her face as she simply tried to brace herself against the floor, her nails grabbing into the floor till they felt like they would rip from his fingers. His words barely reached her, not registering right in her mind in that moment as she just tried to focus on anything but the assault on her body. Slowly she would start to become more wet. Her body trying to produce an agent to deal with him inside of her. The roughness was fading, but the damage had already done. He would not feel pleasant to her, not right now. She didn’t doubt that by the time he was done with her she would be marked by what he was doing. From the bite mark in her neck, to the bruising she could already feel to form from the grasp of his hands on her hips. She regretted running, but at the same time she was not sure she would not have had the same assault done to her if she had just stayed an obeyed as he had wanted. She could only guess how she had gotten here… she had just wanted him to leave her alone. She was getting more slick with the minute, the roughness of the moans started to fade a bit, but that did not mean she was enjoying herself. With every thrust he seemed to almost knock the air out of her. Her blond hair had fallen all around her, shielding her face from his sight as she just tried to endure it. If you’re going to be miserable, I’ll just put a baby inside you. Is that what you want! he shouted at her and it made her come back to her senses just slightly. She had to do something.. she didn’t know what. Please don’t let him come inside me.. She had to think of something.. “Yes.. I am a whore..” she said, tryi

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ng to give power to her voice. “I am a fucking whore!” She said again. “You wouldn’t want to get a whore pregnant, would you?” It was the only thing she could think of. The only thing that could maybe get him out. If she just gave him what he wanted.. if she just played his game.. maybe she could get away from this with her life. @Deleted User

His hands leave her throat, letting the poor girl breathe as he bends her arms behind her back “Shut. Up.” There was a hard look on his face, an aggressiveness as his lips touched her shoulders and back. Slowly, he slid all the way down, bottoming out in her and frowning as he wasn’t fully sheathed inside her. Something told him to rip her open with his cock, make her bleed on the carpet as he came all up inside her. Filling her guts with his nasty spunk. He refrained, knowing that he had already gone too far. Her ragged moaning was making it all so much better, her pussy starting to lube itself so he wouldn’t tear her apart. Growling, he bites her ear, pushing her face down into his hands as he laid kisses on the back of her head and slowed down. The thrusting is more gentle, accommodating as he sighs and kisses her ear. She was probably trying to remove herself from this, disassociate the pain. Unwilling to let her do so, he slams down on her lips. Grinding in circles, his hand reaches down to hold her crotch up so he can fuck faster. His fingers spread her puffy lips and formed a V-shape, his thumb brushing her clit when he thrusted. He didn’t want to use her like this, there was a sense of empty achievement as he thrusted into her. The moaning was wrong, like the pained cries of an animal beginning to be consumed. Shutting his eyes, he buries his face against her neck and growls lowly “You’re my whore now bitch!” A deadly snarl rips from his lips as he clutches her throat and fucks her body into a mess “You can’t run. Hide. Or hurt me.” He kissed her head “You’re my toy. Act like it.” He’d been using her for a while and now his balls had started to clench, demanding some form of sexual release against his will. Whining lowly, he crushes her throat in his hands, listening to her choke as his cum brutally splattered out. The aggressive filling was marked by the sound of her pussy being plugged with hot, and gratuitous amounts of cum.

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Something was wrong with the man, his body flexing angrily as he groaned and continued to release. When even a minute later, he would not stop cumming a sense of totality filled his being. Pinning down a pretty girl and dumping his load in her was something that never got old. His cock seemed to think the same thing from how stiff it was “Round 2~” He sang, taunting her as he started to fuck her again, pushing the cum he just filled her up with, out onto the floor. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

She wouldn’t help the desperation that filled her as he told her to shut up. It wasn’t working.. it was not working at all. Her once more took her arms and bend them behind her back, taking away even that small bit of support that she had offered herself, leaving her to just dig into the floor with the side of her face. He manipulated her so easily. It was perhaps the most humiliating part about all of this. Her inability to defend herself. She was just about to try and beg him again when he started to slow down. She couldn’t help the soft sigh of relief, even if he didn’t seem to have any plans to actually pull out of her. Did it didn’t last long and he soon started to the assault of her again, pulling her hips up to accomodate his needs. That hand on her clit bothering her the most. She didn’t want to like it, she didn’t want him to pleasure her.. His hand came back into her throat, the pressure starting to build again. Her had came up to try and pry him away, but he wouldn’t budge. “P..lease.. d..on’t..” she tried to speak through the rough grasp that he held. The hand putting enough to make her almost unable to draw, creating this strange lightness in her head as he broke off circulation to her brain. And then he came into her, an agressive thrust that pushed right against her cervix. The hand so tight that it cut of her air completely. She tried to gasp, her lungs begging for breath more and more the longer it went on. The pulsing of his length inside her felt gross and unpleasant, but more then anything she needed air. Her hands grasped at his grip, trying to get him to pull off, her nails digging into his skin. Finally he came down from it, her grip fading. She gasped for air, a gasp that was almost painful as her lungs filled. She couched deep, the coughing felt even in the way her sex felt around him. Surely it was over. Surely that was it.. he came.. he had done his thing.. he was satisfied. Round 2 Her eyes went wide as she looked over to him

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. But before she could even say anything he was already moving again. With the combination of his cum and how she had started to become more juices herself he was now gliding inside her easier. But she refused to moan for him. A strange anger almost came over her, anger at the situation, anger at what he was doing.. but at the same time clarity. The realization that he just needed to do his thing and that she could not stop him. So she just stayed quiet, her body staying in the position where he seemed to want her. It would be over at some point. She would endure, but she would not give him the satisfaction of moaning. @Deleted User

It was when she stopped moaning that he grew upset. While she was doing well to not give in to his lust and stimulation, he wouldn’t let her win. So he pulled out, pushing her legs up past her head, holding her there with his broad chest “Look at me.” His eyes bore down into her as he snickered and reached down. Smirking, his fingers massaged her crotch as he rubbed her clit with his thumb, shoving his cock deep into her and filling her up mercilessly. Leaning down, he licked at her neck. The hot spit drooling out of his mouth and coating the red tongue. Slick patterns of heart and stars were drawn over neck, an attentive touch that seemed out of place in such a rough, dishonest, sexual act. Could she hold out? Refuse to moan for him even as he touched her like a lover? He had to know. The thrusts are different now, deliberately trying to stir up her sensitive areas with horny bucking. Her eyes were beautiful, it was somewhat painful to see eyes that had once seen him happily now filled with fear. But what choice did she have? She had to have known it wouldn’t be better like this. “I tried to lick you Sophie, give you something nice before I shoved it inside…” He shook his head and rubbed her clit faster, incorporating slight tugs or pinches as he gave her long strokes. Sealing his lips on her neck, he sucked softly. Pulling back, he gave her jaw little kisses as he cradled the side of her face and neck in his palms “No, Sophie had to be a big girl, you had to play strong.” A deep and angry growl bubbles up from his throat “Now you’re gonna get fucked like a whore, pumped up with seed and left to clean up.” He spit on he cheek and licked it off, softly sealing his lips on her and suckling gently. Pressing down more, his body covered hers, masking it from anything but them “Do you like it slow? When a man kisses your lips and tells you sweet things?” He laughed cruelly “Mm, you’re beautiful Sophie. I still can’t take my eyes off you.”

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The lewd way his hips sunk down into her and then dug back up was heavenly, her gushing sex wrapping around his shaft as he dug it up into her tummy and held it there. He knew she couldn’t take his cock, wanting to fuck the air out of her so she had to breathe. “Don’t be so angry, I’m not a bad man. If you do this with me I’ll get you something nice… maybe I’ll let you live.” He knew she was crumbling, maybe not now, nor even later, but eventually, she would submit to his thrusting. The way he stirred up her guts and kissed her right wasn’t enough it seemed. Without breaking his movements, he tore away her shirt and bra. Licking his lips, he latched onto her now exposed breasts. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

Once more she hope that it was over when he pulled out, but nothing was more true. Instead he pulled her around before he pushed himself back in. Look at me. he demanded of her. She wanted to refuse, but in the end she did look towards him, with anger written on her face instead of pleasure. But as that hand came to rub over her clit she couldn’t help the soft bucking of her body under him. She didn’t want to feel it. She wanted to force him away from that spot, wanting to rip his hand off her. But he was pressed to closely against her for her to do anything about it. She shut her eyes tightly, trying to just not feel what he was doing. But it felt different. She could notice that he was changing the rhythm. Suddenly listening to the signs of her body whenever he hit a spot within her that made her clench. Instead of being focused on his own pleasure, he was not suddenly focused on hers. She hated it, somehow it was worse. So much worse.. She could not control her body responding, not matter how much she tried to force herself to shut him out. She was starting to squirm underneath him, her body responding to the rubbing over her clit and the pinches. Slowly he was drawing out those moans of her that he had tried to get and she hated it. How could she enjoy this. She couldn’t. She didn’t want to give in to it. The spitting took her by surprised, her eyes shutting quickly in disgust. It snapped her back to the reality, back to this. Her eyes once more looking back at him in an angry way as he spoke to her. God she had been so close to giving in to him. So close to moaning for him and she was disgusted with herself. I’m not a bad man. If you do this with me I’ll get you something nice… maybe I’ll even let you live. Once more he threw her for a loop. “You.. you said you would let me go..” was all she could say. But he didn’t seem to care at all that she had spoken. All it made him do was rip at her shirt and leave her fully exposed to him. She didn’t have

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time to beg him once more to stop before he latched into her breast. Her body responded instantly, her sex gripping around him. She hated herself for it. Her nipples had always been sensitive during sex.. she quickly bit down on her lip, the softst muffle of a moan just about staying inside of her mouth. @Deleted User

Finding her sensitive places, he made love to her body. No longer was he simply thrusting into her like a beast drunk on pleasure. No, now he wanted her to moan for him and recognize that he was the best devil she could sign her soul over to. So he worked harder, pinning away and rubbed her insides with delicate attention. Sometimes he’d stroke her in a place he knew she liked slowly, putting more or less pressure depending on how much she clenched up. Kissing her breast and licking the areola moist, he whispered gently “It’s okay. You can feel good… I won’t tell anyone.” It must’ve been the sex, that had to be why he was so kind to her. No other woman had ever gotten something this gentle from him… it was honestly terrifying. When it went from him using her, to his heart making his hips tender, it broke him. Something inside him finally gave as he began to swirl around her clit while rubbing “It’s okay… It’s okay to like feeling good.” Some part of him pitied her, she always seemed so tense and upset these days. He just wanted to give her something good. So despite her squirming and clenching, despite knowing that he forced her to feel pleasure, he didn’t mock her. Merely, pumping into her so she would feel good as he kissed her breasts and sucked her nipples into a wet mess of spit. Little hickeys lay over her breasts, his lips sealing and sucking hungrily with deep strokes of his cock. Moving his head back up, he stared into her eyes and sighed. Kissing her eyes shut, he kissed away her tears silently, holding back his sounds for her to perhaps feel safer. If that was even possible anymore. He knew she liked her nipples played with, and with a parting kiss to her jaw and throat, he returned to servicing her gently. His lips seal around her nipple and suck it into his mouth; the red tongue waiting inside, lapped at the stiff, swollen nipple lovingly. Chewing softly, he played with the nub using his teeth, giving gentle squeezes.

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There was no end in sight, the lewd mastery he had gained over body making his need for her pleasure only grow. The nipple licking continued as he latched onto the other, servicing it with reverent tongue licks and deep strokes that filled her tummy. His cock had been pulsing inside her for a while, ready to blow but being held back an iron will. He would release after, there was no way he would miss Sophie’s climax. Huffing, he let her nipples go to lick her ear, tonguing the shell and drenching it in boiling spit. Hot breath ghosts over her wet skin, cooling it as he sucks on her earlobe “Cum. Cum and let your problems fade away.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥

She soon found herself wishing that he would just go back to pounding himself into her. Somehow him trying to actually pleasure her was worse. She just wanted to dissosiate from herself, to let her mind wander and he made it impossible for her to do that. She felt herself growing desperate. She fought the bouts of pleasure as much as she could but she could feel her body squirming underneath him involuntarily. His words only made her feel worse. No, it was not good to enjoy this. She hated him, she hated what he was doing. There was no way she was going to cum for him like this. But the longer this went on the more those moans started to threaten to flow over, her breathing already getting heavier. And as his mouth once more sealed around her nipple she could no longer keep it to herself. The moans ringing softly into the air, moans that actually spoke of pleasure this time instead of just the pain that he had caused her. Moans that were accompanied by tears at how disgusted she felt by herself. “P-please… stop..” she tried once more, even if she knew that he was immune for her begging. He told her to cum and she was trying to keep herself away from that. But that feeling was growing quickly and she didn’t know how to hold herself back. That thumb over her clit mercilessly going at her. Her body already tensing underneath him. She hate herself, but there was nothing she could do to stop it. And just like that he pulled her over the edge. Her back curved underneath her, her head thrown back as her hips pressed into him. Her sex clamped down around his length as a deep sound left her, more tears streaming down her face as she did. @Deleted User

The lust in his eyes only grew as he pounded into her, wanting to make her guts melt. He needed her cum on him, her flesh wrapped around his shaft like the sex hole he needed. So when she begged him to stop but moaned and interrupted herself he merely laughed. “That’s not fair, I’m working real hard to make you cum girlie.” A soft kiss is placed on her cheek as he pushes her legs up more and starts to give her deeper strokes. However, he was unprepared for her to cum so violently and gasped, groaning as she pushed her hips up into him. Biting his lip, he drew blood to try and stop his release but he couldn’t. A deep and primal roar rumbles from his lips as he grabs up her hair and pulls her into him as she squeezes. “Cumming!” A flood erupts inside her, his hips move against her’s back and forth. Their sexes grinding as he moves his hips forward and then swings them up into her aggressively. The ferocious unloading continues for a few moments, his balls squeezing angrily as the pressure is released. A deep moan of pleasure reverberates in her ear, little kisses on her face all an effort to help her relax. But his lust was unquenchable. So for the rest of the night he ravaged her, making her cum between his angry thrusting and nipple licking. When he pulled out for the last time, she was a mess. Covered in cum and broken down to her barest clothes. He was panting roughly, exhausted from all the effort he used to mess up her guts with his bitch breaker. Smirking, he stood up and masturbated furiously over her before giving the sorry whore a cum bath. The ropes went everywhere, flying over her thighs and breasts, painting her tummy and cheek. She had been used and ran through excessively. Without a word, he picked her up and began to move them to his office. It was one of the executives request to have private bathrooms. He had paid extra for a shower. So, without speaking he washed her body, watching her eyes and feeling the guilt pang in his chest.

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Once more she had hoped that would have been it. Surely after cumming twice he would be done with her, he would leave her alone and let her go. But there seemed to be no satisfying him. Time and time again he forced her wrists into the floor. Every single time she fought him, he easily controlled her and no matter how often she asked him to stop. He never did. The longer it went on the more she felt she was not there anymore. Her entire body was tired and painful, marked by his teeth and hands. She just stared blankly out of her eyes into the dark distance. The only solace that she didnt need to see what he was doing to her in the dark. And then it was over. She had not even known how much time had went by. But he finally pulled out of her and left her body alone. The final spray of his cum didn't even phase her. She was tired, spend.. through. He picked her up and placed her under that shower, the warm water a welcome change, the harsh light to her eyes was not. She just sat there motionlessly as he washed her body. She didn't care about him touching him anymore as he had already touched every part of her. Her eyes found his, lifeless and tired. She wondered how he could live with himself.. "You said you would let me go.." @Deleted User

The small upturn of his lips was the only thing he let her see, his eyes dark with pleasure and release from what he’d done to her. Slowly, he washed her tummy, sighing and speaking softly “Once you’re clean, you can go.” And so he washed her body, then his own, gently scrubbing as he lifted her arms and bent down to make sure all of her was clean. She made him hot, it was extremely hard to control himself when he saw her. The curve of her lips and the smooth texture of her flawless skin was irresistible. There wasn’t a man alive that would’ve been able to stop themselves in his shoes. She would be dead within the weak, he had to have her before she died. He had to. However a greater part of him wanted to have her again and again, pushing her down and making the poor girl cry for him as he beat up her weak pussy. Just the thought made him hard, he was sure to turn from her so she wouldn’t see it. While he wasn’t afraid of her, he was worried he broke her. That’s not what he wanted. Carefully, he stepped out and began to make arrangements for his clothes. He came back to her wearing a matching white hoodie and joggers, a black set in his hand. Bringing her out of the shower he dried her like he had done himself, slowly making her step into the clothes. When she was all bundled up and cute, he put a small kiss on her head “Go.” There was a quiet moment between them, a terrifying grin on his face; the smile was wide, almost as if it were to taunt her. There was nowhere she could run, no place her money could get her that he couldn’t get to. “If you want to live, don’t answer the door.” That was the only advice he could give her that wouldn’t put him in jeopardy. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

His words made relief flood over her. A small bit of life coming back to her. She got to leave.. she was not going to be held here forever. It was almost enough to make tears flood her eyes once more. But she did not want to anger him, so she held back. Staying still as a doll as he washed her. She let him dry her off, yet once he put her in those clothes she hugged them close to her body, only now seeming to realize how much she had hated being exposed. The kiss was disgusting, but she didn't flinch from it. Go. Her eyes hide and big. Still bloodshot from what had happened to her. The fear still in her, part of her didn't believe that he would let her go. But she ran. Hearing his warning somewhere in the background. She didn't stop till she made it to her car, locking the doors and starting off as fast as she could. Only once she was home did she feel sort of okay. Locking every door and drawing every blind down. She allowed herself to cry, to shout, to sob into nothing. Her body hurt, she could still feel him inside her, the rawness he had left. She went in the shower again. This time by herself. She scrubbed till her skin was raw and pink. And even then she did not feel clean. She had to take a break to throw up, memories of the evening flooding back into her. Then she laid down in bed, huddled under her blanket in a small position, crying softly. Someone did indeed come to her door. Bonking on it hard. But even if she had not been warned, she didn't want to see anyone. So she ignored it. She would call in sick tomorrow.. she was not going back there. She couldn't face him... @Deleted User

The funny part of his job was the utter lack of self control it seemed to breed. There was no remorse in his heart, no cry for guilt or pain because in his mind. He did nothing wrong. Perhaps he was twisted, broken in some fucked up way that couldn’t be fixed. But he’d break her too, bend her succulent body until she accepted him and gave into the pleasure of giving herself up to him. She didn’t return the next day and it made him frown, was she really that traumatized? A few more days pass and the more he mulls it over, the less he seems to care. Who said she could stay away from him! The guttural growl that tears through his teeth is rough, harsh as he pounds on her door. It had been five days. She was dumb if she thought he didn’t know where she lived, he worked for a powerful company at an elite level. Secured information like a employee’s street address was next to nothing in their eyes. He brought in millions. Millions. The smile on his face would’ve silenced the devil. There was nothing that would stop him from seeing her, stop him from having her. Without wasting another moment, he kicks down her door and snarls. He can smell her in the air, she’s hiding. Searching around, he sniffed the air for her perfume, knowing her scent like the back of his hand. It was hard because the entire place smelled like her, he wanted to roll around in joy. But he was here on business, personal business “Sophie… I-“ His voice broke as he growled, swallowing his pride “I-I” Taking a moment, he composes himself “I did something awful, I’m sorry.” It was an honest apology, he had gone after her in the wrong way. Too demanding and rough, it was why things ended up like this. With her filing a report on him and him pinning her down… What had he done? @♥Nakiss and tell♥

The last few days she had just been home. Not even leaving her house. She spend most of it in bed, the other moments on the couch with a mobie on the background. Every day she told herself that she would go back to work, that she would not let him lead her life. But everytime she ended up back in her bed. And every day she vouched to report him to the police and everytime she didn't. So when he suddenly busted down the door she had not been ready for him. Not in the slightest. Her eyes wide and big like a deer caught in head lights. She was only wearing an oversized shirt, bare legs under a blanket and some simple underwear under it. Her hair was in all states of disarray, perhaps not even brushed that way. Her coffeetable filled with pizza boxes and empty tubs of ice cream. She instantly jumped up and over the backside of her couch, using it as a shield between them. "Stay back!" She shouted at him. "Get out! Get out of my house!" She threw an empty water bottle at him. She didn't care about his apologies. They were empty. Not after what he had done to her. "I will call the police!" She yelled again, but the treat was empty as her phone was on the coffeetable while she desperately tried to keep the couch between them. @Deleted User

Sighing, he batted away the flying objects and steadily made his way towards her. When he was finally in front of her, he was quiet, looking at her miserable state and chewing his cheek “This is unacceptable.” Without a word he grabs her wrists, not wanting her to hit him and huffed “Get dressed.” The order was cold, a command filled with the promise of pain and sexual violence if she didn’t comply. As long as she did what he asked her, didn’t make a fuss and relaxed, there were good things in her future. “I won’t tell you twice.” He steps into her personal space and pulls her into him. The rough grunt in her ear is accompanied by his throbbing bulge being pressed into her stomach “Get it now? Princess.” The last word was rebuking, mean and cruel to a woman he’d held down to use. He left a stack of twenties on her table “A small gift from a concerned superior.” There was around 1k in that band alone. He sat down and crossed his legs, reaching into the black trench coat and pulling out a gun. The magnum was powerful, capable of putting holes in things an assault rifle couldn’t. It would do more than penetrate, it would dissolve. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

She tried to dodge out of his way, but once more he simply got a hold of her. She yelled at him again, tried to hit him in his chest but he soon had her pinned. The command he said to her made her hold still. She just looked at him with fear in her eyes. Why was he here..? How had he even gotten here. She didn’t move, didn’t comply neither fight against him. I won’t tell you twice. She swallowed.. he was so cold, yet the moment he pushed his bulge against her again she could feel her body almost sinking to the ground, knowing what would come next. So when he let go of her she just stayed still, unsure of what to do. It wasn’t till the gun was pulled out that she really panicked. Now her life was at stake. “Okay okay okay!” She said soon, waving her hands at him in an attempt to get him to not point it at her. “I will get dressed!” She said, knowing that was what he had demanded. She walked back to her hallway, her bedroom to the left of it. She never turned her back, her eyes always on that gun and where it was pointed at. She considered running down her hallway, but he knew she would not make it to the door. As she went into the bedroom she was frantic. “Shit shit shit..” she said in a soft shush to herself. What could she even do? Do as he asks first.. that is what she should do. She pulled the oversized shirt off over her head and rolled a stick of deodorant under her arm to get rid of the scent. She pulled some legging over her legs in black and a green sweater over her top. Her hair she brushed out quickly and put in a high ponytail. Just trying to change quickly even if she didn’t know why he had demanded it. Her eyes quickly scanned her bedroom, hoping that nothing was laying out in the open that shouldn’t be there. @Deleted User

Grabbing her by the wrist, he gently tugged her towards him and growled “You walk in front, I’ll be right behind you.” Laughing, he pressed his thigh to her ass. There was something delectable about knowing how afraid she was, being able to taste the fear. Growling, he presses his hand to her back, slowly sliding it to her hip. Escorting her downstairs, they walk slowly, the pace kept by his grip. In a few moments they entered the elevator and it was there he struck. His arms wrap around her in a bear hug, his hand on her stomach and the other on her throat. Slowly, he constricted her airways “You’re weak.” He pull her head back to his chest, staring into her eyes as he forced her throat to close. “Pathetic.” That was the last word she would hear before he lifted her off the ground. Brutal noises and gasps leave her throat, the sensual profile of her legs distracting him as she struggled. When she started to get weaker and her struggles began to slow, he let her breathe. His hand didn’t move from her throat, still oppressive and cruel as he bragged his nose over her cheek “We’re buying you some clothes today. Don’t make a fuss.” Kissing her head, he puts her on the ground and chuckles lowly. The elevator stops and the doors slide open, he strides forward confidently, his hand in his pockets. He had chosen a black Prada suit and wore a Dior trench coat over it. Black leather gloves and shiny obsidian cuff links completed his polished appearance. Walking forward, he stepped through the doors and entered the car, his driver opening the door for him. Turning his head, he merely patted the seat next to him as his eyes locked with hers. “Sit.” There was no room to be disobeyed, the dangerous and malicious glint in his eyes more than promissory. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

The moment he let slip that he wanted to go outside she was already once more starting to panic. Where were they going? Was she coming back home? He phone was still on the side table, he had never given her a chance to retrieve it and she was now forced to leave without it. But did she have a choice in the matter? No.. he was much stronger and he had a gun on him.. So she left her house, their pace so slow. Her heart beating in her throat as he led her down that hallway. Where was he taking her? Why was he taking her? Had once not been enough for him..? Had she angered him by staying home. Would someone see her door broken down and call the cops? Would they even find her. He pushed her into the elevator and the moment he pounced on her she yelped loudly and tried to shield herself. Yet his hand was already on her throat and she could feel him putting pressure on it. Her hands came around his wrist in an attempt to pull him away, but it was useless. “Please… don’t…” but already he was pressing hard enough to make her unable to breath. He lifted her from the ground and she could feel her weight hanging from just her throat. It hurt and it made tears come from her eyes. Her lungs burning to take breaths as she choked in the air. Just as she felt like she was about to pass out did he release her just enough for air to fill her burning lungs. The first breaths were agonizing, the ones after that comfortable as well as she couched. Her throat hurt and she was sure there would be marks on her once more. Only when he came closer to her and once more whispered against her ear did she understood what that had been for.. a warning. Don’t try anything in public.. The elevator doors opened and he walked off like he hadn’t just almost choked her out. Her hand was on her throat, rubbing at the skin and muscles that he had just squeezed so hard. But she didn’t make a fuss and she didn’t run. It was useless.. all she could do was try and obey.. that is what he had wanted right

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? The car that was before them surprised her, the driver even more. She looked him in the eye, but the driver simply avoided her gaze. Did he know? Did he care? Would he help..? She didn’t know. Sit. She obeyed him this time, not willing to fight him. She still had the view of the barrel of that gun in her mind and she did not wish to see it again. She sat herself down next to him, her arms hugged close to herself and her legs pressed together, making herself as small as she could next to him. “Why…” was she allowed to ask questions? “Why are we buying me clothes..?” @Deleted User

“Because I feel like it. Do you not want them?” The tone of his voice is amused, the mere act of her speaking back to him was already bold. Despite all the things he’d done and the things he will do, she was still so ready to put herself out there. It was exactly that character he found attractive, the joy of breaking a strong woman was incomparable to anything else he enjoyed. Growling, he leaned over to her ear and whispered “Don’t think you were slick. I saw you trying to signal Leneto for help.” His hand stretched out and pulled up the separating compartment. Once they were hidden in the sound, bullet and bomb proof cabin, he struck. Grabbing her throat, he pushed her into the seats and pushed himself between her legs using only his hips. She was far too weak to be so brazen. Leaning down, he let loose a deep and unsettling laugh “You’re a very pretty woman… I’ve honestly never seen someone so beautiful.” Those are the only words he spares her before his hands brutally clamp on her mouth. Leaning down, he whispers “This is my last warning. Do. Not. Test. Me.” Pulling back, he sits up and smooths his clothes over patiently. The rest of the drive is done in silence. They weren’t here to speak today, neither of them were in the mood after the violent interaction. The car pulls up to the front of the mall, an expensive shopping complex that is only accessible through a VIP Pass. It was a central for the rich and well fortuned. Stepping out, he turned back to offer her his hand. Without looking to see if she would grab his hand he began walking. There wasn’t an ounce of hesitation in his body, the quickly decisive movements almost robotic, planned. They walk by many elite fashion shops, he turns back to her and smiles lightly “Stop when you see a place you like, get what you want.” There was an odd look in his eye, his face appraising her character and values hypocritically. After all, this was the man who raped her, a cruel demon given a human body.

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They continue for a while and he starts to get upset, growling angrily “Why aren’t you getting anything? Do you think I’m penniless?!” The fury in his eyes is so visceral that other people have turned to stare at the handsome man. Despite his fury, he calms down and steps closer, holding her hands. Looking at her feet, his face was forward. Awkward and clearly hesitant, he speaks slowly, without any emotional fluctuations “I’m sorry. I… I brought you here because what I did to have you was wrong.” He was sorry, the pleasure he gained only seemed more and more worthless when he thought of her fear towards him “I won’t say I’ll change… but merely that if I could’ve been with you in some other way, I would’ve.” It felt shameful to admit the truth like this, the pride he had built seemed to be in pain. Agony, even, as he waited for her harsh words and aggression. Sorry didn’t fix what he had done. Money might. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

She quickly shook her head, not daring to tell him she didn’t need clothes. She was still scared of him and she was sitting away from him as much as the seat allowed her to. When he leaned in she leaned away, but he simply followed her. “Don’t think you were slick. I saw you trying to signal Leneto for help.” Her eyes went big. She had not.. she had just looked at him. But before she could even react anymore he already once more grabbed her throat. She yelped against him, everything around that already sensitive from when he had grabbed her in the elevator. He pushed himself between her legs with ease, reminding her of just how easily he could take her again. She felt the tears spring to her eyes, but refused to let them fall. His mood always seemed to shift back and forth. Even now the compliment for how pretty she was coming out of nowhere before he clamped down against her mouth and stealing her breath again. Warning her to not test his patience. Just like that he pulled away from her and she scrambled herself against the car door. She just stared at him as she caught her breath, but h no longer seemed interested in her. She just took the moment to collect herself again. Once the car stopped at the mall she had decided to just try and do as he asked, hoping that after they got her clothes he would just bring her home again. So as he offered her his hand she just took it and let him clamp down around her. His pace was fast, but she was keeping up. They passed by shop after shop. But each time she saw clothing in the windows she had to spend time wondering if that would please him or if it was to modest, to show off. By the time she made up her mind they were already way past. It resulted in them not stopping at all. His sudden stop in the middle of hallway and the shouting to her made her flinch, turning to protect the part of her that he seemed so happy to grab, her throat. But he didn’t. When she opened her eyes again she saw people looking at them. *Say s

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omething.. call someone.. ask for help.* she begged herself, but she couldn’t speak. Don’t they see he is going to hurt me again? she wondered. But as he stepped closer and held her almost in a loving way people seemed to lose interest and move on with their life. She flicked her eyes up to him, but the fear was not gone. So as he apologized she didn’t know what to do about it. Should she be happy that he saw that what he had done was wrong? Did it change that he had hurt her and continued to hurt her? Even now she could still feel the pain in her throat every single time she swallowed from how he had held her up by it. She didn’t dare to shout at him, she didn’t dare to do anything anymore that could anger him. But she didn’t want to accept his apology either. “I want to go in there.” She then suddenly said, pointing to a random shop that was around them. She needed to distract herself, distract him. Just do as he asked, shop for clothes… So she pulled away from him and started for the store. Not in a pace that would seem like she was running, but fast enough to hopefully not have him grab her and keep her there. The store she had picked in her blind panic had mostly formal wear. Pencil skirts, blouses and cocktail dresses were everywhere. It had not been a good choice and she knew that instantly. But what else did she expect from such a luxurious mall. One of the female workers instantly walked up to her. “Welcome, can I help you?” She asked in a kind way. Thank god.. someone to talk to. Someone to hopefully keep his hands away from her. “Uhmm yes! I am looking for a cocktail dress.” She said quickly, figuring that might be best. “I am sure we have something that will look perfect on you! What occasion are you looking for?” @Deleted User

He wasn’t off put by her reaction or even displeased, he would’ve been more worried if she suddenly came to like him. Smirking, he nodded his agreement from behind her as she shot off towards a store. He knew very well that she was reeling, all the ways he toyed with her wearing her down. She was scared now, more eager to obey for fear of his rage. It brought a frown to his lips, he would just have to show her what she wasn’t seeing. Following her around, he watched as she walked and talked with an employee. She seemed to notice he was there and nodded before taking her up to a second floor. The door was behind the counter so it was clear that the second floor took some class to get into. When they got up there, he softly wrapped an arm around her tummy and tugged her back into his chest. Leaning down, he put her head to his right and placed his cheek on her shoulder. Looking out over the clothes, he frowned “You don’t want designer?” Of course there was nothing wrong with her choice, his arm was very gentle as he held her. There was a sort of electrifying shame that came with touching her. Seeing her expression made him laugh, a wide smile on his lips as he whispered into her ear “Aw. Did you think I couldn’t touch you? That I’d be afraid?” A deep and hot growl leaves his lips, the attendant had moved downstairs, eager to appease him. Smiling, his fingers dance across her tummy as he pulls away, a fleeting kiss of his nose against her cheek “Money talks, darling.” Slowly, he danced across the floor and fingered through the clothes. There was nothing he wanted to buy for her, she had all the discretion in this scenario. He watched her for a few moments, unable to take his eyes off. Walking closer to her as she thumbed through a few dresses, he spoke clearly “You’re a strong woman Sophie, I like that about you.” Reaching up, fascinated, he toyed with the ends of her hair gently. A finger or two stroking the end slowly as he leaned down.

He ran his lips over her hair, touching the soft stands reverently. After, he leaned up and gave her ear a kiss “I’m fine with you not forgiving me, I understand I don’t deserve it.” He took her hand and brought the back to his lips, brushing over her hand slowly “However I will not let you doubt the depth of my apology.” Grabbing her face, he growled before huffing and putting his chin on her head. He hugged her tight, her head on his chest as he spoke softly for her “I. Am. Sorry.” Sighing, he leaned to her ear, breathing softly against it as he gave a kiss. He wants to distract her, so he rubs her back in slow, teasing circles. Giving her all his attention, he pushes his lips under her ear and suckles softly. Moving down, he leaves revenant kisses under her jaw, moving lower to kiss at her neck. He kept the hunger out of his actions, being a polite lover instead of sexually assaulting her. After a few moments of trying to apologize with kisses, he backs up and gives her space. Walking back, he finds a seat and gets comfortable, knowing that when a woman shopped she took time. Patiently, he watched her pick out a couple clothes and walked downstairs after her. When they met again at the counter, he smiled and handed the woman a black credit card. It swiped and he got her clothes bagged for her “Let’s go Sophie.” Grabbing her bags, he took her hand and walked out to the main mall. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

The attendant picked out a few dresses to show her, letting her pick between two each time till they found something that she liked. She had jus ran her hands over the fabric when she felt him pull her against him. She couldn’t help the soft gasp that came from her lips. She still didn’t trust him, not at all. Not even around the attendant. “You don’t want designer?” The moment he said that the attendants eyes lit up. “We can do designer. I will grab some from downstairs and be right back with you.” She wanted to tell her to stay, to not leave her alone with him. But she couldn’t do that. So instead she just watched her leave as she felt her heart picking up in pace. But he stayed surprisingly gentle with her, even if the tension in her body never left. “Aw. Did you think I couldn’t touch you? That I’d be afraid?” He asked her and the way he stayed behind her felt like he wanted an answer. “I..” she tried, but nothing else came. However he did let go of her and soon she was standing on her own again. She quickly went to a rack of clothing, just trying to take her mind away from him. Even when he came back over to compliment her and play with a strand of her blond hair she just kept her eyes on those dresses. “I am fine with you not forgiving me, I understand I don’t deserve it.” It made her pause. Good.. Because I don’t forgive you. But of course she didn’t dare to say that out loud to him. But he didn’t even stop there. He suddenly grabbed her once more, making her back into one of the clothing racks and almost making it tumble over. The growl making her want to run again before he hugged her into him. She was stunned. He went hot and cold so quick that she never knew what to expect. No he was apologizing again as those kisses ran over her skin. She didn’t want those kisses, she didn’t want him near her. Every time he touched her it just reminded her of how she had felt on that floor being used over and over again. So she just endured his kisses, never sa

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ying anything back to him. Because what could she even say? She was almost glad when the attendant came back and she could step away from him. She looked over the dresses that she had bought. “Would you like to try them on?” She asked and Sophia quickly shook her head. “No.. thanks. I will try them at home.” She quickly said, before he could make the decision for her. She was not changing with him so close by her. In the end she picked two dresses. A black one that hung over one shoulder as well as a green cocktail dress that was longer. What she would use the dresses for? She didn’t even know. But they were pretty and she might as well get something out of this. She walked down, keeping as much distance between them as she could, but after he paid the bill her hand was once more in his grasp. They entered the main mall again and she wondered if this was enough. The two dresses had totaled a good amount, surely he could feel happy about his apology now and bring her back home. How much she would give to just be on a bus home now, but she doubted he would let her go home. Her hand absentmindedly went to her throat, rubbing the skin that was likely red with marks from his hand. Her mouth dry from how elevated her breathing was around him all the time. “Can..” she tried, hoping he would not get angry. “Can I get some water?” She asked then, hoping at least basic needs were alright with him. @Deleted User

The mall wasn’t exactly packed, but it certainly wasn’t empty. People were everywhere, laughing, drinking and spending time together in either groups or as couples. It made him feel a certain way, she was right in his grasp, the taste of her flesh and body on his tongue. Yet still, still, she refused to give herself to him. What more did she want? He had money, looks, at least he hoped he did. It made him pause as he rubbed his hands through the leather gloves. Did she not even enjoy the way he made her orgasm? Was that too, so painful and vulgar that she was afraid to even ask for water?! Snarling, he grit his teeth, clenching his hands into powerful boulders of bone and flesh. The tight fist strokes his chin, his knuckles brushing under his jaw as he turns back to her. He had brought her to a restaurant upstairs on the top floor. A lavish dining hall and an even more spectacular menu greeted them as they entered. Smiling slightly, he greeted the waiter and ordered a braised salmon fillet with carbonara. Seeing her face and not wanting her to be embarrassed nor hungry, he leaned over and whispered “You can pick anything you want, but I’d suggest their seafood or pasta entrees.” After a minute or two, she choose a dish and they ordered. The waiter came back in a moment with some glass cups and proceeded to place them down. He poured cold water into the glasses, not a drop spilling. Bringing out a box, he showed them an assortment of fruit/veggie slices. Peach, mango, apricot, pineapple, and many others. They were fruit slices that had been cut to add a flavor profile to water. Again, he leaned over, whispering in her ear softly “I’d choose something light, the flavors can be nasty if too potent.” He choose a lemon and waited for her, when it was done they sat there and waited patiently.

Their meal came on fine china, the porcelain bowls exquisitely crafted and the dishes atop them even more delicate. While he was hungry, he was polite, eating with proper technique and using his utensils properly to their fullest extent. Time passed quickly and eventually they’re done he pays, grabbing her hand and walking them to a small bench with a potted tree. Careful of her pain, he reached over and used his thumb and index finger to grab her jaw. Gently, he lifted her chin up and leaned down to survey the damage he had done to her throat. Without speaking, he began to kiss at her skin, licking at the bruise mark with soft exhales of regret. He abused her, ironically, that was one thing he didn’t mean to be. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

For a moment she thought that he was going to grab her again when her hands clenched together, but instead he would start to lead the way to a restaurant at the top floor. She didn’t dare to tell him that she just wanted to go home so she followed him in. She was in no way dressed for this type of restaurant and she felt stared at. Her green sweater was simply, a small bit oversized on her even. The simple black legging perhaps even more out of place. She took his recommendations for both the food and the water. Simply ordering what he was having. Salmon with carbonara would have probably been her choice and the water with lemon just seemed safe. She ate in silence, not sure what to say to him. And even if the food was delicious she could feel her stomach getting ready to do flips each time his eyes came up to meet his. Obey.. just obey. she reminded herself. So far it had seemed to work. Ever since the car he had kept his hands off her. Or at least, not in a violent way. As they finished he once more took her hand and pulled her along. Her hope was that they got to go to the car, but of course they didn’t. He sat her down on a bench. As he reached for her she flinched back, but he still took a hold of her jaw. He moved her up and she knew that he had to be looking at the bruising around her neck. Did he take pride in seeing the marks he had caused? Had he been angry that he didn’t get to see the ones he had left on her before? It had been five days and even now some of them were still yellow on her skip, especially around her hips. But instead he brought his lips to them and started to kiss the skin. She brought her hands to his chest, grabbing into his clothing. She needed to feel some kind of control. But even if the gesture was meant to be sweet, she couldn’t help feel fear for him being that close. He had bitten her before, hard as well. So even as he did that she was softly shaking underneath him. She could not help it, no matter how much she tried to

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relax. “Why did you do it..” she then suddenly asked, letting the question simply slip through her lips. “I said no.. I asked you to stop..” she could feel her tears welling in her eyes. Yet she couldn’t help those questions flowing from her lips. “Why do you hurt me..?” @Deleted User

His mouth dried, it was so much worse than he thought. He had really hurt her, she, she was crying and shivering in his arms. She had to be utterly terrified. Grunting, he pulled back to kiss her cheeks with hungry kisses. There was a hunger for her pain that, as much as he wanted to deny, made him harder than anything else in the world. Kissing the corner of her eyes, he pants and licks his lips “I… I couldn’t control myself.” He held her neck in his hands and kissed her artery, running to her jaw then down to her collarbone “You made my heart pound so fast I had to have you… my mind became clouded.” Pulling back, he pants and rubs her lips with his thumb “I made you my everything before I spoke to you…” growling, he holds her hands and pulls, kissing the poor girl roughly. Panting, he felt his face heat up in shame and grabbed her hand. Lifting her into his arms, he took them to his car while carrying the bags he had gotten for her. There was nothing he could say to her in such a place. Seating her in the car, he places a kiss on her brow and pauses, turning “I… I’ll do my best to never hurt you like that again… but you’re irresistible.” Looking down, he handed her the bags and got in himself. Their cabin was isolated, headphones in his ear and the soundproof glass pannel up. He grabbed her hand and put his forehead on her lap, softly closing his other palm on hers “I wish I didn’t.” He sighed and confessed his feelings “I don’t want you to look at me with fear, I-I just couldn’t stop wanting you. I’m weak.” Slowly, he pressing his lips back to her throat but this time he held her hands with his. The soft licking was an apology, there was no excuse but he meant it. Seeing her made his entire body burn up, it made him horny endlessly.

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Panting, he rubs her hands with his, trying to relax her as she clutches onto him “I’m sorry Sophie, I don’t wanna hurt you… please, just be mine!” There was a desperation in his voice that was brought out in rough huffs. Unable to stop touching her, he pulls her into his lap. The passion in his body was overflowing for her, she didn’t understand! The only thing he could even compare her too was cocaine, fair, addictive and expensive. He wasn’t kind, his actions greedy but he tried to be better because of her. Kissing the back of her neck, he whispered “Sophie, I-I need you!” Water had welled up in his eyes, and he brushed away the pain of his angrily throbbing cock. It sat under her butt, the enormous bulge forceful and demanding as he grinded his hips “Sophie. You’re everything to me… please.” A low whine is made as he licks up the side of her neck, lewd shapes are made on her skin in sloppy lines of hot spit. He was dying, the heat of his body making him so weak and desperate that his cheek rested on her shoulder. Whining softly, he pushes his face into her neck “If you touch with your hands… I’ll hold myself back.” He growled lowly “She made him touch himself often. There was nothing he could do about his lust “I don’t wanna be bad again.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥

She couldn't help the slight disgust she felt for him in that moment. Did he really think those were excuses? That it made it okay what he had done to her because he had really wanted her? He almost made it sound like it was her fault. Should she have dressed differently? Should she have not done her make-up the way she did? Before she could really say anything back he was suddenly kissing her again, his tongue crashing forcefully againsts hers. A muffled noice between them as she tried to disconnect them again. But she was a mere puppet in his control. He picked her up and carried her the rest of the way. People stared at the unlikely pair. The small blond girl in the arms of the giant that carried her. He placed her back in that car and as soon as those doors closed and tbe parition to the driver went up she felt more trapped then ever. His endless apologies. The confession of his weakness, of his lust for her soon turned into another battle between them. She tried to keep him away from her. "Bayan.. please.. stop." She tried, but he simply talked over her. Already she could feel his hardened bulge grinding against her again. It was going to happen again.. "Bayan.." she tried again, but he just told her to be his, to give herself over. Even as he kissed over her neck she just searched with her eyes for a way out. "If you touch with your hands.. I'll hold myself back." He suddenly spoke into her shoulder. She bit down on her lip. Was that really the only way..? "Promise..?" She asked in a weak voice and if he did indeed promise she would move her hands to his belt and start to undo it. She avoided contact with his eyes, trying to just look anywhere but at him. She just had to finish him off. She just had to get him that fix. She needed to satisfy him enough to let him take her home. She could think or something there. The movements on her hands seemed rushed as she took his length out of the confines of his boxers. Her fingers barely closing around the

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width of him as she started to move her hand up and down. Her head turned to the side to avoid his gaze. Just finish him off.. do as he asked.. @Deleted User

Biting his tongue, he held back a deeply pleasured groan. She made him feel good and he hated it, her hands were the best. It was better than when he lost his virginity, he looked away in shame, disgusted with himself. Yet, he wouldn’t stop her, biting his lip and shutting his eyes as she stroked him in disgust. It kinda turned him on to know he made her cum despite hating him, he knew he was a sick fuck. While was aware she didn’t like it, he did and this wasn’t what he wanted; he lusted to run his hands on her skin, stroking her insides lovingly. As time passed he realized that he physically couldn’t cum, he had learned how to delay his orgasm and now that skill was being used to enjoy as much of her hands as he could. He was controlling by nature, competitive and hungry. He spoke in huffs, biting his lip for a moment and letting it go quickly “I-I wish I stopped myself, I do.” A deep and hungry growl ripped from his lips “But I can’t.” The car seemed to heat up and his blood began to boil from the heat she was giving his body. His breaths were more of angry grunts, his hands clenching into fists as he tapped the glass. Without looking back, Leneto pulled the curtain and gave them complete privacy. He had been instructed to drive, the floors were even extra padded to fuck on the ground. Everything had been for this, he lied. Laughing, he grabbed her butt and growled “It was sexy.” Softly, he bites her, but rather than clamping down, he simply dragged his teeth over her cheek and clacked them shut “You tease.” He grabbed her ass and squeezed, growling softly “I can make it feel good, I’ll be gentle this time.” Kissing her cheek, he leaned forward and smiled against her ear “You should tell me what position you like, it’ll make it easier.”

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His face had become cruel, his physical structure impeccable, the essence of a man with none of the inhibitors. An ill monster that shouldn’t breathe air. He was a monster and it made him even harder. He stripped off his clothes so quickly it seemed like they were props, she was not ready to have him leap on her. He brought her to the car floor, his throbbing cock on her tummy. It laid wide and long, from her belly button to her first rib. It was excited to see her, the only thing that ever managed to fully swallow his prick. The gleefully radiance melded with an absurdly violent body. He was a beast that tore his way to the top, it was a mistake to believe his lies anyways. Do apologies mean anything when she didn’t have a choice? He grabbed her throat and pulled her to his lips “You don’t like this. I’ve been selfish.” Pushing her down gently, he pinned her throat go the floor and kissed her neck “Don’t make me excited, I’m trying to be calm for you.” He pulled up her sweater and kissed her cheek. The soft pair of breasts made his mouth water, bouncy and pert, juicy yet elegant. His lips wrap around her nipple, his tongue immediately acting with wet power. It swirled around quickly, he had trained his nipple licking for her. It swirled off to lick the top of the nipple and make it rotate in little circles. His lips clamp down next, roughly massaging the nipple in tugging squeezes. For 50 minutes, he enjoyed counting, she would endure torture. All he did was alternate between breasts, using this pattern to stimulate her. The idea of using his teeth sounded fun but teeth might scare her. Decided, he slowly pulls off her pants and pulls off, panting “I wanna see your eyes, please look at me.” When their eyes locked he grabbed her hands and put them on his cock, he sat back on her hips. Laying his balls on her tummy, he settled and waited for a moment. She should be careful to not tempt him to other… activities.

She tried to stroke him quickly, she tried to stroke him slow, a tight grip and a lose grip. Yet nothing seemed to get him close to that orgasm. Please.. just cum. She begged in her mind. If he just found his release, surely it would be okay. If she just could get him to. The desperation slowly starting to show as the movement of her hands was getting more sloppy from the tiredness of her arm. And that was when he seemed to strike on her once again. "I-i wish I stopped myself. I do, but I can't." The words making fear eb in her chest. He was going to do it again. The curtain once more closing and the partition coming up. Her hand already left him as she tried to put distance between them. But he grabbed her hips and ass. "You promised! You promised me!" She yelled at him in pure desperation as he undressed himself and just pushed himself against her. She should have gotten used to his size by now. Having both felt it inside her and felt it in her hand, yet she was not. It still scared her, knowing the force at which he had pushed himself inside. "You should tell me what position you like, it'll make it easier." She could feel the tears stinging her. She tried to scramble for an answer. A position she thought would be easiest to endure. Yet all of them seemed to have reverse effects. From behind? She wouldn't need to look at him, but he could also grab her hair and force himself hard. On top? She would have control.. but how much control could she have with a man like him? The answer never came as he didn't have the patience to wait for it. He pressed his lips against hers again and she just let him have her mouth, desperate to please him with anything but the place between her legs. "I'm not.. I'm not doing anything.." she said to him as he blamed her for exciting him. He exposed her breasts and clamped his mouth around them. She hated how sensitive she was. The instant reaction of her body to something she didn't want. And it stayed like that for those 50

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minutes he worked on her. It seemed to be endless. The worst part. It was working. The longer he worked on them, the more she felt her body heat up. A wetness between her legs, a rosey glow on her cheeks and a soft pant from her lips. No matter how much she hated him, her body had other plans for her. He finally stopped and she willed herself to calm down. He placed her hands around his length and told her to look at him. Once more she was in the same position as an hour ago, yet now with way less clothing on her body to protect her. She quickly started to stroke him again, keeping her eyes on him even if they were filled with so many mixed emotions. "You promised.." she said to him in a fearfull whisper, reminding him that he would not take her. Even if she was not so sure anymore that he wouldn't. Meanwhile she jerked him off the best she could. Her hands moving around him fast, pulling his foreskin back and forth over his tip and just trying desperately to please him. @Deleted User

He bit his lip, groaning aggressively as the pleasure started to build. Her hands were soft and full of heat as she heated up from his teasing. Slow bucks rock into her hand as he uses a hand by her head to hunch over “You make me feel good Sophie.” He leaned down and kissed her cheek as he started to grunt and buck faster, precum gushing in his lewd excitement. “I am a bad man. I know… but if you’re a good girl I can be a nice man.“ The sheer lust he had for her was so overwhelming it filled the car, turning the room into a small piece of sexual hell. His fingers gloss over her neck threateningly, teasing as he traces his hand marks. He pulls back to rub her arms, smiling softly as he massages her soreness away. Gradually, her hands became sloppy and sticky as she marinated his cock in his own precum. It made him happy so he worked faster, pumping. He had grabbed her jaw, making her look into his eyes and see the pleasure he made her give. “I don’t stop… you know that.” He was warning her to not get lazy now, if she truly didn’t want him back inside her, she would have to work harder. “If you make a mess… I expect you to clean it.” The malicious glee is only growing, he was starting to get hornier. She might not be able to save her sex his punishment. After a good thirty minutes of stroking, his precum had splattered on her tummy and breasts, staining her body with lust. He didn’t warn her when he came, merely grunting before shoving his cock in her mouth and pinching her nose. He slides forward and dumps his cock down her throat, throwing his head back as he bottoms out. It was making her legs kick into the air, she was drowning in cum. The load was enormous, orgasm after denied orgasm building into a massive load of thick, sticky cum. The hot cream filled her relentlessly, forcing her to drink it lest she die from a lack of air. When she couldn’t breathe anymore, he let her nose go and pulled his erupting tip into her mouth.

The cum blasted past her lips in spurts, he had grabbed onto her hair and was now brutally entering the tight orifice. The tight cling of her lips was unearthly around his throbbing shaft. Unable to stop himself, he mounted her face, slamming his balls against her chin as he laid on his chest. He began to fuck her throat with brutal humps, snarl and hard grunts ripping past his lips in rough huffs “I’m going to break you. You want to refuse my generosity? Spit on my amends? Then choke!” He began to jackhammer into her face, the brutality of his actions created lewd sucking sounds, all sorts of liquids meshing together to slick up his cock in her throat. The poor girl was his toy, a little doll he kept close for use “You’re going to beg for it inside. For the gift of my cock inside your tight pussy!” She had enraged him, he tried to be good so bad and she couldn’t even pretend. He was completely aware of how she saw him, an oppressive and cruel man. But it didn’t matter anymore, why did he have to be nice if it wouldn’t change anything? He could make her cum, but nooo, she had to resist. Fight and cry, he didn’t want her to suffer, nor hate him. She was a kind woman, sweet and hardworking. It’s what drew him to her, the honesty of her slender body and curves had drugged his mind. Pulling out, he growled and grabbed her hair. The low snarl of his lips presses against her ear as his cock rests against her tummy “You have two options whore. Be mine or get broken.” His grip tightened as he huffed and pulled her close to his body. The embrace was loving, his hard body flexing in slow affection as they pressed together “Stop making me hurt you… I don’t like it.” He wasn’t lying, but her pain was delicious to his senses, her pleasure was better. His cock throbbed against her tummy, his lips trembling as he held back his furious passion “Please. Tell me what you like so it doesn’t hurt. I can do that much for you at least.” No. He wouldn’t stop, he couldn’t.

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Her arms had grown tired minutes ago, yet she didn't dare to let herself losen up her grip. The muscles burning as she tried to keep up the speed and the grip. Slow grunts coming from her mouth as she just pushed herself to keep jerking him off. When he finally seemed to grow close she could not hide her relief. Yet it was short lived. She found herself grabbed before he forced himself into her mouth. She screamed into him, muffled by his size in her mouth. At first she took him, drying to drink as much as him away. Part of it dripping from the corner of her mouth. But once her lungs started to beg for air she did fight him once more. Her legs kicked at him, he hand punching him and her nails dragging into his skin enough to wound him. As he let go of her nose at least she drew air through it in a greedy manner. Filling her lungs with air it needed so badly. She coughed around him, gagging and just trying to find some kind of comfort. She hoped he would finally pull out, yet instead he pushed in further. She screamed into him best she could before he brutally ravaged her throat. She could do nothing but endure it, tears streaming from her eyes and her lungs filling like they got filled with her own spit. Multiple times she felt close to passing out, barely getting enough air to keep herself awake. Part of her wished she would just pass out.. let him do what he wanted and wake up when it was over. But her body fought to hard against it to let it happen. As he did pull out finally she coughed violently. Thick clobs of mostly spit leaving her mouth from her lungs and backside of her throat. She gasped for air, looking like someone who had just drowned in the ocean. "You have two options whore. Be mine or get broken." He spoke into her as he gripped into her again. She was once more shivering by the time, both from fear and from the onslaught on her body. "Get off me.. please! Just stop! I can't do it.. i can't!" She was at the end of her mercy already. The fe

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eling of choking on him had been to much. Her voice hoarse and barely audible from the pain in her throat alone. "Please. Tell me what you like so it doesn't hurt. I can do that much for you at least." Her eyes went up to him, her cheeks drenched by tears. She spoke before she even realized it. Her mind having just decided survival was best. "Take me from behind.." she just said. "Start slow.. please.." @Deleted User

He kissed her temple, pulling her into his chest and flipping her around. He lifted her gently and pulled back “I’ll give you anything.” Huffing he laid her on the seat and kissed the back of her head. He straddled her and pulled down the shade on the windows, they were one way regardless but it might make her feel safe. Sighing, he slowly kissed her head and reached under her sweater; he toyed with her nipples. Bringing their bodies closer, he brung her back into his chest with one arm and snuggled them into the seat. After reassuring her again, he put his righthand beside her head. His left hand reached down and gripped her waist band. Leaning to her hips, he kissed the small of her back as he slid her pants down slowly. His breast was hot as his lips kissed her ass, burning kisses landed on her rear. When her pants were mid thigh, he kissed her butt and gave her wet coochie a slobbering swipe. Hunching over, he grabbed his cock and began sliding his sap covered tip on her butt. He teased her before slowly dragging it down to the divide of her lips, he didn’t push. Not wanting to scare her, he let her get a little prepared as he traced up and down “I’m going inside sweetie.” He kissed her head and laid himself over her, his hips still in the air. He spread her lips open with the sticky head, his shaft was drenched in his excitement. Her pussy was stained with hot precum, her juices gushing softly. The need of her body earned a savage grin. Licking her neck he sealed his lips on her slender traps. He whispered “I’m sorry about before. Hurting your neck… I gave in. It’s my own fault.” Not wanting her to see his smile he didn’t smile. She was already wet, drenched… the twitch of his lips was noticeable. She was adorable. Kissing her ear, he brings the tip of his cock over her ass cheeks. He wanted to mark all of her pretty places in his scent, and all of her was pretty. So he would fuck her until she was covered in cum.

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Lowering his hips from the downward dog position, he slides in at a loving pace. After he popped the head in, her lips wrapped around his member and massaged his length, warbling in flesh. He moaned and bit his lip, he starts to slide it forward slowly. Spreading her walls gently was hard due to how wonderfully tight she felt. He groaned in her ear and wrapped his arms under her. Grabbing her breasts and squeezing while pinching her perf nipples. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

The build up to it was agonizing somehow. The changes in him always seemed to temporary that she was terrified of when he would switch again. He was aiding her request now, but how long would it last? He had promised to leave her if she finished him with her hands and he had broken that promise as well. Yet when he slid into her she couldn't help the moan that slid out of her. He had been slick with her spit and she had still not been entirely dry from when he had toyed with her for almost an hour. So it was not painful, even if he spread her wide to the point of it being slightly uncomfortable. She pressed her head into the benches, refusing to let him see her face and closed her eyes. This was more how someone else would take her. Slow, letting her get used to it, not forcing the limits of her body. Because of that it was almost pleaserable. Her mind starting to shut him out, concentrating on the feeling. Almost as if it just needed something to be right, something to enjoy among the torture and pain that he had caused her. So even if she seemed still as a mouse, with her head pressed into that bench she was starting to moan for him in earnest. @Deleted User

Smiling softly, he kissed her shoulder and slid his hands underneath to grab her breasts. His chest presses into her back as he sucks on the top of her cute ears, his humps are slow, deliberate as he touches all the flesh inside her. The slow growl of his throat is followed by a pleasured moan as he finally pushes it all the way in. Squeezing her breasts, he begins to give her thick cock with deep strokes. He put his love in her tummy and now he was going to put it in her womb. His lust grew as he started to fully appreciate the wet, hot pocket he stuck his cock inside of. Gently, he begins to hump her, tightening his hug and resting on her with greedy little swings of his hips. Her moans only made him grin wider, panting, he breathed against her ear and bit it lovingly if he gave her an accidental hard thrust. Her slender body was extremely hard to ignore, the curves she possessed were enough to make him satisfied. He really liked her ass though, even now he could feel her infinitely smooth, supple flesh smack against his crotch wetly. Their juices had splattered around and mixed, covering their thighs, crotch and sensitive places. It also made her bottom sticky, he loved her so much his heart was pounding. He wasn’t even tired but merely overcome with emotion. Growling, he pinched her nipples and used his palms to rub her chest “Be a good girl and buck your hips back.” Unable to bear with it any longer, he grabbed her jaw and gently but firmly turned her head back a bit. Huffing, he licks her lips and pushes his tongue in her mouth. Why did he have to go slow?! Why didn’t she just say that she liked it when she was made love to… probably because of his own actions actually. Panting and desperately kissing her, he pushes all his loves through his lips as he expertly licks her mouth and tongue. It slid along the underside of her tongue before swirling and trapping the pink muscle. Now in control of her tongue, he squeezed and tugged the pink muscle around.

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Her mind just simply blanked out as they were starting to come together. Thankfull for how it was not hurting her as much as that first time and just letting the pleasure of it ring through her body. It was no use to concentrate on how muvh she hated it, or even on how much her throat still hurt from the abuse it had suffered from him today. And it seemed that his 'gentleness' was being rewarded with her obedience because of it. As he told her to move along with him she would start to move her hips into him. It made his thrusts rougher, but not unbearable. Deep huffs and moans leaving her mouth as he knocked the air from her lungs. The hand that forced her head to the side made her tense, his kiss forcing a small bit of fear back into her. But as the kiss just was a claim of her mouth she just let him control it. Breathing through her nose as if her life depended on it. The fear of the choking still so fresh on her mind. She still moved her hips into him, not daring to stop and displease him once more. Even if his anger had always seemed to come out of nowhere. Her hand went down to between her legs, putting it over her clit to please herself. He had liked it when she came for him. Perhaps it would please him if it happened again. It had seemed that perhaps the rough fucking of her throat had finally flipped a small switch in her. Though it was unlikely that she was broken. @Deleted User

Her body was much more pleasant now, it felt good to feel her ass press into him and squelch over his sex. Her juices were warm and sticky, it made him grunt and thrust deep. There was nothing better than knowing he put fear in her. While he wanted to break her open and shove her face into the ground, he wouldn’t. So long as she kept moving her hips and let herself get used up, he wouldn’t hurt her anymore. It seemed he could be civil with her now, her pussy certainly seemed welcoming enough. She seemed to be pleasuring herself, the clit rubbing had made her juices gush harder. Huffing, he pulls himself back from her. He had pinned her ass cheeks down to the seat and was slowly sliding out. Leaving only the tip, soft lips touch her earlobe. He was panting against her ear before a long groan left his lips. Wide cock slides back into her dripping wet sex, the warm suckles of her walls made him melt. Quietly, he sinks all the way down into her, digging against the sweet spot under her tummy. Grunting, he thrusts down into the spot, dragging the tip up against the sensitive flesh. He was now laid on her back, his body encompassing her. Arms wrap around tight, his hands massaging her breasts in tender pulls and pushes. His digits softly teased her nipple as their moist crotches made wet sounds of contact; they sealed against each other and he ground his hips in circles.

She just kept her eyes closed as he played with her body, her hand rubbing over herself as he still pressed himself into her. She kept moving her hips back into him, obeying his demand on that seat in the back on that car. She wondered how far hey had even driven, were they even driving anymore at all? She had lost track of time, but she knew they had been in there for a long time. As he pressed her back into seat, pinning her down she would look back up to him. Letting him see her eyes once more as he seemed to want that. He pulled out of her almost and for a moment she believed he might be satisfied before he pushed back in. She could not help the deeper moan that left as he explored her depths. He was holding her so tight that she once more felt claustrophobic underneath him, yet that hand on her clit kept working herself, trying to distract herself. And it was working. As he pressed deep into her, pushing against the very entrance of her cervix, pulsing against it every time he ground his hips into her. Combined with her hand on herself and his hands pulling at her breasts. She was slowly forgetting who he was and what he had done before. Her mind shutting him out and just accepting the pleasure that he was creating. “Oooh fuck…” she whispered out at some point as she was feeling herself getting closer to that orgasm that she now seemed to be graving herself. Her hand started working faster as her eyes stayed on his even if she was not really seeing him anymore. Her moans picked up in pitch before she suddenly just got pulled over that edge. She clamped close around him, her eyes closing as her moans went quiet for a moment right before coming out in a deep wave as she pulsed around him. Finding her release pressed into that seat in that couch. @Deleted User

Wet smacks echo in the car as he fucks her with longer and deeper strokes, she was warmed up after gushing and he needed his release. Angry snarls and humping grunts, the only things that leave his mouth is his hanging tongue. Lost in pleasure, he whines deeply when she cums and squeezes around him. Huffing, he moans and blows his fat load inside her. He even grabbed her hips and pulled them back into him, pleasuring her walls with thick and potent seed. It came out like a flood, cramming against her walls as he finished in her womb “Ufffnn, ghhnn~” He slammed back into her, making her pussy squirt out the cum. It dripped down her thighs, staining her crotch and marking her body as his. Unable to stop, he hugs her and gives a little kiss to her head before grinding his cock against the groves of her soaping sex. He made sure to go at a speed that she could handle while still being rough, rubbing her breasts in an effort to pamper her. “Mine. Mine. Mine. MINE. MINE!” His eyes didn’t leave hers for a second. Ferocious lips gobble hers up without remorse, his tongue pushing into her mouth to lick all over her pink flesh. It traced her gums and swirled about her tongue. Hungry hips pump deep inside her and fill her tight cunt with pussy rending cock. It was obvious his body was meant to do one thing, subdue and break. The clap of her ass as he thrusted and smacked the right cheek made his cock even harder. He was able to blow another load inside her, pushing up into her and making her back arch down “Fucking Tease.” He kissed her cheek.

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Again she had prayed that it would be enough. To feel him press so deep inside her, pushing against the very boundaries of her insides and release inside of her. The twitched around him, her body milking him from his seed. She could feel how it seeped down her thighs, trickling down to her knees almost. But he was clearly not done yet as he grabbed into her again and started to pound her hard once more, harder then he had done before. She grabbed tightly into the seating, trying to keep herself from being pushed into it completely. Her moans ringing to the speed of his thrusts as he knocked the air out of her lungs every time she tried to take a breath. She could definitely handle what he was doing to her, but that did not mean that she was comfortable. “Please.. please.. please!” She spoke and perhaps he would think that she was begging for more, but the fact was that she was begging for less. Her mind was simply in to many shambles to actually ask him for what she meant. Every time his hand landed on her asscheek she would moan out, though more in pain then pleasure. She was still not used to the pain he liked to inflict on her, even if it did somehow become easier. And after that rough ride he finally came inside her again, pushing her against the seat enough to force the arching of her back. More of his cum flooded out of her, dripping down from in between them. “Fucking tease.” She was panting, her heart beating fast in her chest, her body spend. Tears had run down her cheeks without her even noticing she had cried. “I didn’t..” she found herself say before she even realized it. When had she teased him..? She just didn’t know anymore what he wanted from her. When she obeyed he got angry, when she fought him he enjoyed it till he also got angry. When she tried to just be quiet and not bother him, he grabbed her by the throat… he was unpredictable in every single way and she could not figure out how to actually please him. At least it had seemed that this

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She could take more, those were the only thoughts in his mind as he shoved her face into the seat. The sexy look on her face was a mixture of fear, pleasure and pain. It made his cock swell inside her “Keep rubbing, if I see you stop…” The threat is unsaid but the unnaturally deep growl wasn’t. It’s an unsettling sound, she was making him hungry for her cum and his body was expressing it. Eventually, he would have to taste her nether lips. Grabbing her throat, he pulled her back up at a rough angle, making her choke in his grasp. Most of her upper body wasn’t on the seat anymore, held up by his arm around her tummy. His lips slammed down on hers, her tears staining his cheeks as he spread his thighs to fuck into her moist hole harder. His thighs were around her hips, holding her place so her pussy couldn’t run from his beating. The angry downward swing of his hips let him punch in deeper while slamming into her pleasure. Without speaking, he had learned of her weak points, the places inside her she wanted pummeled with cock but wouldn’t say. Growling, he let her rest as he humped slower. While he still held her throat, he didn’t squeeze. He wanted to help her not suffocate in the seat “Tell me what you like darling, use me to provide your body with pleasure.” Perhaps she needed motivation, encouragement to feel better. Nodding to himself, he keeps her in his arms, only held up by his strength and ferocity “Sexy. Little. Minx!” It was a chant, his way of forcing her to understand exactly what he saw her as. His. She was nothing more than his toy, but then again, all he wanted was to play with her. After having sex with this woman, his entire course of life had alternated to keeping her. She probably had no idea just how serious he was… if she wanted, he might even marry her.

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He was insatiable.. each time he came she hoped he was done, yet each time he simple needed more. Like the very act of her being around him made him grow hard and needing. Perhaps that is why she had tried to keep herself from him, but he had found her house anyway. As he once more reached for her neck the yelped as she was pulled back. Her hands instantly coming up to try and rescue her breath only to remember she was supposed to keep it between her legs. She quickly dipped it down once more hoping he had not noticed. His next onslaught was a rough one, the pummeling against her already tired body. She found herself half moaned and half whining against him. The pleasure of him hitting all those spots mixed with how sore she felt. He was not a small guy and he was merciless when he took her. When he finally slowed down again, it was an instant relief that has her softly twitching around him. "Tell me what you like darling, use me to provide your body with pleasure." How was she even supposed to answer that when he had been the one using her. But she knew not talking was mot an option for him either. He would get angry again. Perhaps even more then he had been. "I need.." she tried, but didn't find the words. She needed him to stop, to get off her, to leave her alone, to let her go home. But nothing like that she could tell him. So the thing that slipped her mouth was more a way to let this be over more quickly then something that was going to give her pleasure. An evil she was willing to risk. "Pull my hair." She regretted it the moment it had left her. @Deleted User

Calling the wide grin on his face evil would be a lie, it was closer to something one might find on a demon. Snarling, he slammed his lips on her neck and sucked with force. He was slow as he pumped inside her, enjoying her twitching sex and gushing heat. Slow thrusts become greedy and brutal pumps, his cock swelling as she turned him on. It was the first thing she said that he liked. Grabbing her hair by the roots, he bundled up the flowing blonde locks into a ponytail and tugged a little to get her used to it. Lifting himself up, he got into a upright position and then began to fuck her insides through the seat. Slamming his palm on her ass, he spanked her relentlessly and pulled on her hair. He was experienced enough to know how to grind his cock inside her and yank on her hair when he thrusted. Slowly, he began to pull harder to keep her in place, securing her as he slammed his hips in wide arcs of lust. Unable to stop his release after being so horny, his cream plugs up her little hole again. The cum makes gurgles and soft sputters inside her as it flows down her leg in a thick river of semen. Mercilessly, he continues to pump, blasting seed inside her with every thrust and moaning to the milking sensations of her sweet pussy. It made him drool as he grabbed her ass and dug his fingers in, luckily, he had no nails. It didn’t stop him from beating her doughy ass red, smacking her again and again as he forced thick cock through her small tunnel. Roaring, he grabs her ass and spreads her cheeks, letting his drool drip onto her asshole and slide down. Grunting, he closed her spread cheeks with another heavy smack “Dirty Slut. I knew you weren’t that soft.” He slams his hips up against her with enough force to make her toes curl, he aimed for her sweet spot every time. She wouldn’t be able to escape him anymore, and the more he learned about her, the more trapped she’d become. Grinding up, her ass slushes against his crotch and makes him pant in hot grunts.

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The short break was over the moment she spoke those words. Already his pace picking up again as she saw the evil grin on his face. He grabbed into her hair and pulled her head back, putting strain on her neck. At least she got to look away now.. that was her only solace. But the onslaught soon began again anf she once more could not help the whines. Even with all the liquid that was shared between them he was hurting het and his deep thrusts were starting to bruise her cervix. But could she tell him that he was hurting her? Of course not.. he loved that. Her hand kept working on her own clit, not allowing herself to stop as she didn't know what he would do if she did. So she tried to concentrate on that. Her sex softly pulsing around him as she worked herself to another climax. But it was hard to get herself there with him drooling over her and pulling her neck from her shoulder. She closed her eyes and just brought herself somewhere else. She angled her hips on him as much as he allowed her to. It relieved the pressure of him hitting her cervix. It helped and she worked that hand harder as she moaned into the air. She finally got close once more and her hand moved faster against her. When she finally did find her climax once more she pulled against his grip on her hair and yelled out into the air. The short moment of bliss being aided by the fullness she brought. But after that she finally could not anymore. It was too much, too fast, too rough.. her hand pulling away from between her legs in favor of grabbing into the cat seat. "Please stop.. I can't anymore.. please..." she begged him as tears found her once more. @Deleted User

Decided, he crams up into her as she cums, releasing the last flood of seed she could handle. The quiver and twitch of her abused sex made him snarl in lust, she was sexy enough that his mind went blank. He had grabbed up her hips, squatting on the seat as he brought her into his crotch and grinded. The hot throbbing of his cock was the sign of another wave of semen filling her. He knew her insides were messed up, marked by his brutal mating. Pulling out, he snarled and smacked her ass. The sick greed made him flip her over, pulling her pants off entirely and stripping her of the sweater. Grabbing her thighs, he puts them together and slides his cock between them to pause. She was crying and although the sight of her tears made him hard… he released her. Only to shove his prick back through her guts, his eyes furious as he slams his prick down heartlessly. It was funny, he lied often so he never really understood that he could lie to himself. But he knew one thing, she wouldn’t be able to run. Roaring in her face, he slams his hands around her neck and squeezes as all of his meaty prick is forced inside her. The amount of blood made it swollen enough to increase the girth, harder and longer than normal “You will!” In the next few moments, he lifted up her legs and pushed them back to her head. He gave her slow thrusts, wanting her to feel good but not willing to stop “I’ll go slow if you use more of your pussy.” Leaning down, he trapped her with her legs up and fucked her guts up. “I like obedient sluts. If you’re neither then at least make me feel good.” She wasn’t a slut, clearly it was too much for her but in time… all in good time. There was no way she was broken yet… he wanted to have more fun. And the Cleaner sent to her house no longer had a target. She wouldn’t die if his hands were on her, she was worth too much to be killed like the other employees.

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Ironically, the reason why they were being killed was unknown even to him. When he’d arrived, there was a letter on his desk that assigned him an employee as secretary. She had been working under him until some other bastard got her switched out. The fact that she didn’t mind made him furious, he thought he treated her well. Some girls just needed it rough and hard, he supposed she wasn’t one of them. Unable to even take a couples hours of sex. Of course in his mind, 5 hours of mindless fucking wasn’t enough. It would never be. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

She was done and through, but he was right she was not broken. Her mind stronger then she had even believed it to be. Even if she had gone through denial and acceptance during their time together in that car, she had somehow gone back the full circle. She just couldn't take the pounding against her cervix anymore. The bruising starting to feel like he was punching her in the gut each time he pressed himself in. It was enough to make het lip tremble and her tears flow. Multiple times she begged him. The space filling with her pleads for mercy from him. Her sobbing now overtaking the moans and the pleasure gone from her. Perhaps at some point she had enjoyed at least a part of him. But right now it was just torture and pain. And in the position he had put her in she was entirely at his mercy. When nothing seemed to make him stop she once more tried to push him away from her. Even going as far as to use her nails on him as she tried to get herself out of the doubled over state she found herself in. "Stop! You are hurting me!" She begged and screamed at him. She was loud enough that she was sure the driver could hear her. Yet he didn't seem to care. The car still moving endlessly down roads, not even sure if they were even close to anywhere she knew anymore. "Get off me! Stop!" Once more she tried her nails on him. "I hate you! I hate you!" She then shouted, just saying what came to her mind in the desperation she felt. "Iwant to go home.. please let me go home!!" She sobbed loudly. @Deleted User

Tired of her pointless resisting, he growled and slapped her, not using enough force to knock her out but merely stun. There was an aggressive hate in his eyes, one that burned in his chest with the same force of his desires for her. The pleads and screams only made him harder. Tossing her onto the padded floor, he slammed his body on top of her squirming form. She was chest up, her tears and scathing remarks bouncing off him easily. It wasn’t the first time he heard those words… but he’d make sure she would never say them again. He kept her pinned, sitting on her thighs so she couldn’t kick and holding her wrists so she couldn’t struggle. When the car stops, he looks out the window and smiles at the warehouse yard he’d bought. No one would find her in this maze. Almost carelessly, he grabbed her throat and merely turned his head away from her clawing hands. The glee in his eyes was cruel, obscene compared to the horrible act of strangling this poor girl. When he was finished, she was unconscious and roughed up. Lifting her into his arms, he stepped out into the darkness and the driver pulled off. Poor Leneto, the man had 7 kids and needed the money. He’d give the man a raise and a bonus for being this solid. Laughing, he carried her into a sex dungeon. There was nothing else that could describe the wide array of mechanical, leather and metal objects, apparatus and toys. If she had to be broken to live, to survive, he would break her into dust. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

She fought him at that point till she could not anymore. Even after he had hit her hard enough to bruise her cheek she tried to bounce back. She needed him off her. She just couldn't handle it anymore. But she was weak and small, especially compared to him. Her body already hurt from what he had done to her so far. So she could not do anything against him. So she cursed and spit and fought. All the way till he closed his hands around her throat once more and closed her airways. It almost felt like a relief when she felt herself slipping. A part of her hoping he might just kill her and be gone with it. @Deleted User

Unfortunately. He wouldn’t kill her, and when she woke up, it would be kneeling with chains pinning her wrists to the wall above her head. He’d cuffed her ankles together tight, however he’d also chained her knees away from her, exposing her crotch lewdly. The chains were tight and if that hadn’t been enough, a ring gag in her mouth and the collar around her neck were two brutal additions. While she went to sleep after being unable to move, he woke her up by hosing her down. While he’d already cleaned her thoroughly, she had to understand where she was. It was dark outside and the lights from above blanketed the floor in sections of shadows. Those shadows began to laugh, mocking her pain and suffering as he stepped out into the light. The thud of his feet would echo in the darkness, gradually, his dark body would enter the light. First lighting his chest, then the center of his abs, his shoulders enter the light. His skin was smooth, his eyes dark as his lips pressed in a thin line. It was worse when he smiled and had his hard cock twitch in excitement. There was a whip in his hands and a shock controller in the other. Smirking, he used a level 4 shock to shake her into awareness. The collar on her neck squeezed with the shock, constricting her airways brutally but not bruising. Money did well for pleasure “Hello~ Dolly~” He smiled and walked over to her, he grabbed his cock and dragged it over her face in figure-8’s. Slimy precum drenched her face, he had been stroking himself in preparation but she made the liquid gush. Oh yes, he’d been dry but merely dragging his cock on her made his body wild “You should’ve just shut your whore mouth and took it.” He pulled his cock back as he slapped her roughly with the thick meat, the chains pulled but held tight to the locked gear system.

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“Worthless. Bitch.” A real slap followed his words before he shook his head and crouched down. Sliding his tongue out, he licks from her thighs around her sex and bites her crotch. He laughs as she squirms and bites again, still gentle. Grabbing her breast with a mean smile, he bit her crotch harder and left a shallow bite mark. Standing back, he admires her body and the marks on her throat, wrists and crotch, right below her tummy. He squeezed her breast and played with the nipple, flicking his thumb or forefinger while he rolled the flesh in his palm. It was a elegant breast, pert and full. When he squeezed it the flesh pushes through his fingers. Taunting, he speaks as he gropes “Are you gonna behave sweetie? Be a good girl for me?” Watching her face, he shoved his fingers in her mouth and played with her tongue “Aww… you’re so cute Sophie~ Don’t make me ruin you.” The last sentence is stone cold as he squeezes her breast with force, making her squirm. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

The sudden gush of the water woke her from her unconcious state. It shook her to her core and made her head snap up. The first thing she became aware of was the pain in her shoulders, her whole weight having hung from it. Then the way she couldn't move her wrists to her body and only last how even her knees and ankles were chained. Blind panic rang through her as her eyes scanned wildly around her. And once he found her she panicked even more. The whip in his hand not promising anything good. Just in time for the shock to wreck her system. It tensed her muscles enough to lift her into the air by her arms as she screamed into the space. Once it stopped she slumped down into the chains. She tried to push away from him as he came closer. But she was chained tightly. She screamed at him in fear. The moment he pressed himself against her she closed her eyes shut. His words were hurtfull. His slap even worse, stunning her in place once more. So much so that she had not even seen him crouch down till she felt that bite against he crotch. She looked down at him. The first bit of drool coming out her mouth from the gag that kept her mouth forced open. Just that feeling alone was horrible. Landing on her stomach as he bit her once more. He grabbed into her breast and she once more pulled at the chain. The metal made sounds as it dangled together, but it did not give in. "Are you gonna behave sweetie? Be a good girl for me?" She barely even heard his words. She just shook her head, not even really as an answer to him as she still screamed through the gag. The gag that he soon had his fingers inside as he played with her tongue. She kept squirming against him, the salty taste of his fingers not something she enjoyed. She had believed the car ride would be bad.. but she now realized just how much worse he could make this. Already the tears were flowing down her cheeks as she looked up at him wide eyes that were full of fear. @Deleted User

He licked his lips and smirked as she cried, it made him harder as the sloppy gush of precum agreed. Stepping closer, he grabbed her hair and tangled his fingers at the base. Yanking her head back, he made her look into his eyes as he ever so slowly slipped his cock into her mouth. Smirking, he made her drink his precum achingly slow. Humming, he let her hair go and petted her head “Now princess, I don’t wanna get nasty but if you’re not sucking me well I might use your other holes.” Here he offered her the false hope of momentary safety “If you’re a good girl and suck me up properly, I’ll let you rest on a bed tonight. Hell, since I like you, I won’t even hurt you… that much.” Sliding up the shock button, it was now set to 5. It would be a lie to say he didn’t pick the most painful collar he could, unfortunately for her, this wasn’t it. Slowly, he forced her eyes open with his fingers and made her look into his eyes as he slid his cock deeper into her mouth. Wanting to feel her technique and not merely shove his cock into her throat. Moaning, he began to rock his body forward and buck into her throat “Uhh~” It was the first sound of pleasure he made that honestly expressed his enjoyment. He wanted to make her melt slowly… The click of his thumb on the shock collar said different. Her screams were muffled by hard cock getting rammed down her throat rapidly. When her ragged gagging turned pathetic, he slowed and pulled out. Stepping back, he cracked his whip against her tummy, lines of red stuck into her skin by light snaps. “Obey whore. I want a slave, not a disobedient cumslut.” Still, he thrust slow, however a brutal smack landed on her cheek “I hate. Stupid. Useless. Whores.” Grabbing her hair, he pulled his cock out before slamming it down her throat and choking her with fat prick. If he had been big before, it was nothing compared to the brutal metal that nearly tore her throat apart. Viagra and Perks did wonderful things for his body… sexually anyways.

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She yelped as he pulled her head back and made her look up at him. She could do nothing about him pressing himself into her mouth. The ring gag keeping her mouth forced open. She could taste him on her tongue and she hated it. She couldn't even swallow him away. Her drool simply spilling down her chin as he pressed in. She knew the bad situation that she was in and as he offered her that small promised she just took it. Instantly she started to move on him, even if sucking was perhaps not the best way to word it. She could not close her lips around him, only let her tongue play as she bobbed her head up and down on him. But it was not as deep as he probably wanted. Something he soon let her know as he shocked her again. Once more the electricity rocker her system. If it had not been for the ring gag she would have probanly clamped down on him. Her whole body straining against the chains as she screamed out into him. He pushed himself deeper and she soon found herself choking down on him. It was uncomfortable, painful and she sobbed at how miserable she felt. She screamed again as he cracked the whip against her. The chains sounding loudly against each other as she flinched. The lash burning for a long time. Once more he told her to obey. What a dumb thing to ask.. she could do nothing in her state.. He grabbed her hair again and her eyes went big just in time for him to just thrust himself brutally down her throat. She was soon pressing against his stomach with her nose as she gagged around him violently. Thick saliva being coughed up from deep within her throat and seeping down her chin fast and into his balls. She couldn't breath, her lungs screaming for air as he whole body fought against the iron grip he had on her hair. Her eyes slowly rolling back into her head as she felt she might pass out if he didn't pull back soon. If he did she would couch violently, the amount of liquid in her throat audible from it. @Deleted User

Snarling, he roughly pulls his cock out of her throat and starts smacking her face with the drenched cock. He grabbed it at the base and let her feel the force of his lust “Fucking slut. You still can’t please me.” Wordlessly, he brought over a box and some clip on cables. The furious snarl imprinted in his face was only made more threatening as he clamped the cables on her nipples. Smirking, he clicked a button to make the ring gag relax, the hole becoming smaller until she could speak “Beg.” There was a certain expectation that she would try to resist, if he understood her properly: she would fight him, get punished, and then cry because of the pain she asked for. There was only one kind of girl who did that, grabbing her jaw, he licked down her jaw “Nasty fucking Pain slut.” He slapped her as his fingers pushed up inside her, his palm pressing to her crotch. Teasingly, his fingers would play with her puffy pussy lips and drag up to trace around her clit. Holding her jaw, he forced her to stare into his eyes. Pinching down, he rolled the little nub and then slide his fingers into her pussy “Comon darling.” His smile was beautiful enough to be model worthy, the pleasing appearance made the intention seem darker. His other hand had left her jaw to grab the box and put it between her thighs “If you’re good I’ll give you pleasure sweetness, not pain.” He kissed her cheek as he grabbed his cock, masturbating to her ragged breaths. Still, he fingered her and slid in all the right places, stimulating her as he kissed her neck. It was up to her if he would continue or torture her nipples with pure voltage. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

For the first few second that he pulled away all she did was cough up her own saliva. the thing globs dripping down to her breasts, stomach and the ground between her legs. All the while he still had her grabbed, forcing her head up and slapping his wet length against her face hard enough to make her close her eyes. She whined at him, feeling absolutely miserable already. Fear however quickly found her again as he brought out the cable clips. She instantly knew what it was for, she had felt the shocks that came from the base of her neck. She was instantly screaming again, fighting against the chains as he brought them closer. But nothing could keep him from clipping them on her nipples. Even just the bite of the clips made her cry out as she sobbed more. The ringgag got turned down. It was still not comfortable, but the strain on her jaw was now gone. “Beg.” Her eyes shot up to him, almost not even able to see with the tears that were on them. Before she could even say anything he slapped her hard again making her cry out at the same time that he pushed his fingers inside her making her arch forward as much as the chains allowed her. She was so raw between her legs, even his fingers were almost to much as he pressed them roughly into her. She was terrified. The clamps on her nipples such a stark reminder of what he could do to her. Even if he was now pleasuring her she could not enjoy it, the fear to thick in her heart. “I will do better…” she then said, her voice hoarse like someone with a bad cold as even swallowing hurt her. “I will suck your cock better.” She said as she sobbed. The words just barely audible with the ring gag still forcing part of her mouth apart. “Please.. don’t hurt me.” She said to him. Why she was suddenly complying? Perhaps it was the miserable position, the lack of movements.. or perhaps he had finally found a way of torture that she seemed sensitive for, electro shocks. If he would bring himself closer to her again and press hi

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mself into her mouth she would suck him eagerly then she had before. Her head bobbing into him and actually trying to press her tongue against him as much as she could. Voluntarily letting him slip deeper in her throat even if it hurt so bad. All the while her eyes were on the remote that she had seen in his hand, desperate to not let him press that button. If he instead chose to electrocute her anyway she would let out a bloodcurtling scream as she doubled over as much as those chains allowed. Her entire body feeling on fire. Her nipples were one of her most sensitive parts and to feel it surge through there was unbearable. She fought against the chains enough to make the metal scrape against her wrists, leaving angry red marks behind that would hurt her for the rest of the time he would keep her there. Once it faded she just slumped into the chains, letting her whole body hang from it as she was left stunned for a few seconds. Her head swimming and her heart beating so quick in her chest. “I wanna go home..” she sobbed softly like a child asking for it’s parent. @Deleted User

Standing up, he made the ring gag pop back into place and spread her lips wide. Staring down at her, he started to get hot before slowly pushing through the ring “Ung~ hmmn~ Ghh~” His eyes rolled back as she pleased him, the drenched mouth so hot and moist it made him cum easily. He didn’t understand what was different until he felt her tongue get active under his shaft. Feeling embarrassed, he grunted and pushed her nose to his abs, growling as he shoved down her throat. In moments, a flood of cum blasts straight into her tummy, his cock so far down her throat she couldn’t even react. Forced ejaculation was possible with enough stimulation, it was just mildly painful. Pain felt good to him, he thought she’d understand that. Pulling back, he smirked and let her continue, hunched over her with a hand against the wall as well as the back of her head. Her bobbing made his thighs quiver, his eyes almost rolling back, trying to withstand the pleasure, he whimpered as his balls swole. “Don’t spill a drop!” The blast of cum down her throat is thicker than the last, fuller. It was hard to drink all of it because he pulled back to have his tip fill her mouth. He wanted her to taste him and then drink the seed. She would be made to drink for several minutes, his balls unloading some of their carnal pressure down her throat.

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She was starting to get him entranced, this is the same feeling he had before he raped her. After? Nothing but rage for not making her his bitch sooner. He growled “Suck it better bitch.” He smirked and shoved his cock all the way down her throat, smacking her face angrily “Disobedient whore. How many times have I told you. Look. At. ME.” With that he set off the shock collar, not quite sure she deserved her nipples electrocuted. With a wide smile, he realized her throat probably felt better when getting shocked. Laughing, he slams his cock down her throat and slams her head back against the wall, “You didn’t do what daddy told you. Now I’m going to fry those sexy nipples.” He smirked and began to brutally fuck her throat with force even her hips couldn’t take. The box goes off and her throat does things around his cock that make his toes curl, even arching his back. Moaning through her screams, he dumped the fattest load he’d ever given her. It was so intense it made her nearly drown, the force and amount causing her throat to bulge out lewdly as she was forced to drink. “Uhhnn~ That’s right baby, drink it all down for me.” When he was finished he pulled out, there was certainly more he could give her but she seemed to be used up for tonight. Sighing, he pet her hair and smiled gently “Good girl. You shouldn’t fight, it’s better to please me.” Rewarding her for behaving, he takes out the gag and steps into the darkness again. When he comes back, it’s with water, a butterscotch, warm towel and a luxurious massaging balm.

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Silently, he placed his forehead on her head, staring into her eyes. Bringing down the water bottle, he let her drink water slowly, not simply dumping it on her face. He had crouched between her spread legs, stroking up and down her mid to lower back. His eyes raked up and down the woman’s curves and body. Smiling when she had enough water, he pets her hair and puts the candy in her mouth, taking the rapper off for her. While he waited for her to eat the candy, he lapped at her neck and began to wipe her body down with the towel “I can be nice anytime sweetheart, you just have to praise, respond and pleasure.” Maybe he was a sick fuck, but he wanted her to enjoy sucking him off. She was far away from that as of now, but humans worked based on rewards. Her reward was not being suffocated to death by cock. Soon after he was done wiping her down, he put the balm on his hands and began to massage her body. It wouldn’t be fun for her to sleep like this but she wasn’t trust worthy enough to be free. He kissed her cheek and leaned into her as he rubbed her ass down to her thighs. She was perfect for him and he wanted to take care of her. The balm was the best money could buy, being not only relaxing, healing and pain relief but also heating up. “Will you be a good girl Sophie? Or do I have to wake up tomorrow and break your ass open.” The low growl after the second sentence is warning and threatening. He could go slow for her is she behaved and submitted, if not… she could find out. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

She had hoped so badly that he would have let her please him without the force. But he made it clear soon enough that it had been wrong from her expect as much. He soon took control of her again, pressing her into him and holding her there. Yet she tried to keep up the work she had been doing, actually letting her tongue work around him. The taste no longer seemed to bother her, she just needed him to not shock her again. It didn't take long at all before he forced his first load inside her. Yet it was not where they stopped. Soon tears were rolling down her cheeks along with the drool that was gathering quickly in her mouth. He took her relentless. If this is what he called gentle, if this was his believe of treaten her good.. she didn't want to know how he was when he was bad. He warned her to not spill a drop and all she could do was put her head back. She could not even swallow properly with the gag in her mouth. How was she expected to keep him in. The third round was what did it for her. The endless barage on her throat that was already raw. At some point she swore she could taste blood as he pounded into her. She had been enduring it till the point where he pressed the button to shock her. Once more her entire body tensed, her throat clenching around him and pulsing hard. She pulled at the chains and arched her back as he unloaded into her. She truly believed she was going to die at that point. When he pulled back she was shivering from head to toe. Her whole body is distress. She was cold and lethargic, her sugar levels probably down in the dumps making her shiver so badly. She couldn't even enjoy it when he pulled out the gag and left het alone in that place. Her jaw felt strange now it was not held open by the gag. The first swallow she took made her cry out softly in pain. When he came back she tried to hide from him, making her body as small as she could make it with the chains keeping her there. She made terrified sounds, sure this would not be t

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he end. But he surprised her as he brought that water bottle to her lips. The cold liquid so soothing in her mouth. Yet she could not drink properly, every swallow a battle against her own body. Some of it simply dripping down her face and into her lap just the same as her drool had done. Yet the cold felt good when it did go down. The candy was even more welcoming. The sweet taste overtaking his in her mouth and very slowly her shaking started to slow down a bit. She didn't respond to his talking, convinced anything she would say to him would be the wrong thing. Yet she appreciated being wiped down. The massaging balm was the first time that she did feel like he was bringing her relief. The warmth that it radiated making the pain more bearable as she still let her weight dangle from her wrists. The last of the shivering left as she still worked on the butterscotch in her mouth. "I will be good.." she said in a soft but hoarse voice that was almost to soft to be heard. She didn't even have it in her to fight him and she sure as hell didn't want him to do more of that to her. She just wanted to sleep. She just wanted to be left alone. She wanted this to end. @Deleted User

She had behaved well enough and taken his seed properly for him to release her from the chains. He refused to remove the shock collar and the shackles linking her ankles together. Those came off when he knew she wouldn’t run. Ironically, he gave her room to stand but she couldn’t, given the chance to stand her body was too exhausted. Taking the opportunity to get something, he went to search in the dark and faded from the light. Gone for a few moments, he returned with cuffs and two long satin cloths. They fluttered in the slight draft and gleamed red, a red so crimson it emulated blood. Kneeling down, he began to massage her bruised wrists with the massage cream. Soft kisses touched her shoulder as an apology, he was sorry for being so rough but unwilling to say if. When the swelling reduced a bit more, he began to tie the cloth around and between her hands. It flowed over her wrist, down over the side and under. Wrapping it in more layers, there was now a barrier between her and the cuffs. Repeating the process on the other wrist, he cuffed her with thick metal braces. Kissing her head, he stood up. Unwilling to leave her here to suffer, he lifted her into his arms. The poor girl was still shaking from the electric shock, it seemed he’d been rough with her. Not even the massaging balm could entirely remove the aftermath. Giving her brow a little smooch, he smiled and brought her closer to his chest, holding her tenderly “If you behave… and don’t try to fight. I’ll let you sleep next to me. On a bed.” She could sleep like a toy, with a leather mask on her head that chained to the ground, bound, gagged and defenseless.

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There was a secret to her obedience, to the cycle of torture he put her through. A constant loop of pleasure, abuse and care. He wouldn’t stop until she was a dog at his feet, gushing for him always and eager to please anywhere. In time, her body would get used to the pain and become receptive to the pleasure he brought. She’d die or go crazy if she didn’t, and when she finally got brainwashed enough he would make her a Queen. Thinking that she would probably be hungry, he had prepared a few dishes for them ahead of time. The food was still hot as it was left on heated trays, grabbing a plate he set the table. She was still in his embrace, he was strong enough to cradle her to him with one arm. Aluminum foul peeled away to reveal steaming hot food, he had gotten her pulled pork buns and lamb kebabs. They were some of his favorites and generally pretty tasty, is she didn’t like these it would be hard to find something else. Finally ready to eat, he say in a seat and put her in his lap. Soundlessly, he grabs a hot pork bun and puts it to her lips “Ahhh~” The reality of the situation was that he needed to feel essential. There was a profound sense of fulfillment that filled him whenever he did something for her. He wanted to be needed by her and the only way he truly believed he could do that was by breaking her. Broken things always needed help to be put back together, he wanted to fill that need with his love and body.

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Eventually, she would open her lips and eat, starving without accepting his feeding. Surprisingly, he didn’t say anything, merely watching her enjoy the food and taking a bite as she chewed. They would spend some time like this, her bound in his arms and him bound by her very being. She really didn’t understand that he was ready to throw his life away for her. She probably never would until he himself got marked for elimination. Obviously, saving a girl marked for death by your superiors didn’t land you anywhere except the grave. But he loved her, he loved her and that made him a fool. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

The moment the chains around her wrists were undone she just fell to the floor. She pulled her knees as close to herself as she could, making herself small on that floor before him. Even if he was gentle and sweet with her now, she did not believe him anymore. Even if his touch was the first thing that had been enjoyable since he bad busted down her door, she simply could not trust his anger. When he grabbed her wrists she pulled them back scared, but he was gentle with it, so she let him have them. She was soon bound again, but at least they were not as painful as having them above her. She was indeed still shaking, her heart still having trouble to calm down after the many electric shocks. She wanted the collar off, but she didn'r dare to ask him as much. He gathered her up and brought her over to the food and as it found her nose she knew that she was hungry. Her body craved the energy and the high protein food was exactly what it wanted. But at the same time she could barely swallow from the pain in her throat. As he brought the bun to her lips she took a bite. Even chewing was proving to be difficult after having had her jaw forced open so much, so long. So she ate slowly, surprised he didn't get impatient with her. The swallowing was the hardest part of it and she tried her hardest not to whine in front of him. She kept eating small bites, but slowly but surely she was getting the food down. By the end she was simply laying against him. Her ankles and wrists bound together, but otherwise she was against him as if she lovingly being sat in his lap against him. Her head resting against his chest. She wondered what it would even be like.. to sleep next to him in a bed. Would she sleep like this? Chained for his pleasure? Would she even sleep? Or was he merely wanting her in his bed so he could use her again in the morning? To rough her up once more at his earliest convienience. She guessed she would find out as she did not have it in her to fight him

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and so far it had been easy to obey. @Deleted User

Watching her eat was adorable, the poor girl seemed to have trouble eating. No longer was he a bully but rather patient, taking care of the battered girl with the tenderness of a lover. She was laying against him now, her head on his chest and her bound body in his arms… she was docile. Smiling slightly, he kissed her ear and licked the shell, gently lapping with peppered kisses. When he was done, he kissed her head and her cheeks, washing her with gentle kisses. Standing, he brought them upstairs to a well furnished room. The bed was circular and large, almost three times the size of a normal Queen sized mattress. Unable to keep his lips to himself, another smooch lands on her head. He dragged his nose through her hair and inhaled her scent. The smell of vanilla filled his lungs, a delicate fragrance that made his lips tingle. Walking over the nightstand, he decided that she would be happier without the collar. Laying her on the bed, he smiled and pet her hair, staring into her eyes. Where before there had been lust and desire, now he only had affection, soft and tender like her. The collar came off and he put it on the nightstand, bending down to kiss her neck with feathery touches. Walking around, he got into bed and pulled the blanket up. The warehouse was cold and she was naked, safe for the cuffs. Wanting her safe and warm, he scoots closer and opens his arms for her, gently pulling her by the tummy. His chest is powerful and proud against her back, slowly, his hands creep up under her breasts and down above her crotch. Yet he didn’t go further, merely holding her in a way he found comfortable. He was well aware she was scared of his touch, it was good but she had too much fear. Moving his hand from under her, he slides it under her head, making a pillow. Bringing his hand from her tummy, teasing fingers caress her jaw to turn to him. When she can see him he smiles, staring into her eyes and whispering “Goodnight Sophie.”

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A soft kiss is planted on the corner of her eye, his hand holding her left cheek, the one farthest from him. Leaning to her lips, he shuts his eyes and gives her a slow, deep kiss. It’s intimate, a kiss that lovers made between the sheets. Tilting his head into her, their lips mesh slowly. When they need to breathe he lets go with a soft pop, the vacuum he’d made to taste her disappearing “You’re mesmerizing.” Smiling, he stroked her cheek and watched her eyes, remaining calm despite her fear. She had the right to be scared, but as long as she obeyed, he wouldn’t mind being better for her. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

She didn’t like his kisses. Each time his lips reached her skin she wanted to dodge out of the way. Shivers running down her spine when she felt the wetness of his tongue against her. But she did not flinch away from him, still to exhausted to defy him. And she soon got rewarded once more for the way that she had kept herself. The collar being taken from her neck was the biggest relief she had felt that day, even more then when he had let her wrists down from the ceiling. The fear of shock finally leaving him even if the rest of her body was still battered and hurt. As she laid down she would turn into her side and once more pull her knees up to herself. The room was cold and chilly, the air nipping at her skin and giving her small goosebumps. He pulled her in against him and even if she didn’t like being that close she couldn’t help be grateful for the warmth that radiated from his body. His hands roamed over her and for a moment she stiffened, sure he would force himself again, yet he stopped. With a soft touch he turned her head to face him. “Goodnight Sophie.” She just looked at him, unsure what he was doing. Not bitch, not whore, not anything.. just her name. “Goodnight..” she said back, as it only seemed proper to do. His responds was to kiss her, to steal her mouth and breath. Perhaps in another time it would have been a good kiss, but to her it was a stark reminder of how often he had chokes her out. Her hands came to push against him, but just as she felt that panic rise inside of her once more he pulled away from her. She tried to relax in that bed after. It was clear that he wanted her to sleep and perhaps he wanted sleep himself. She pulled at the cuffs a small bit, trying to get comfortable, but it was hard to do. She bit down on her lip. She was facing a small problem and she was not sure how to handle it. In the end she figured she might as well voice it, saving her from more trouble later on in the night. “I need the bathroom..” <@10009446799

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When he heard her meek voice it brought a smile to his lips, kissing her head, he got out of bed and walked to her. Pulling a blindfold from the drawer of the nightstand, he tied it around her eyes. To be honest he was a bit angry, he was tired and he knew she was too, but nature called. He was sick but not completely demented, she could be trusted to use the bathroom alone. When she was finally secured, he lifted her up and took her to the room underneath. When he put her on the toilet, he kissed her knee and undid the cuffs “Call for me when you’re done.” Leaving the room, he waited until she called for him to look up. Standing outside, Sophie looked like she felt better and wad ready for rest, at least to him. He moved forward and picked her up in his arms. Walking back, he ran up the stairs and brought her to his room once more. Again, he laid her on the bed, locked up her limbs and slid into place behind her. His cock was large and flaccid but in his sleep it tended to flop around. Little sounds of fear and whimpers of pain left his lips, his nightmares were awfully terrifying. The real consequence of who he was, however in his sleep he called out for her, need and desperation creating the odd action. Whimpering, he would pull her close to him, keeping her tight to him as he snuggled into her. It was protective but to her probably seemed claustrophobic. There was nothing in his mind regardless but the thought of her brought an honest grin to his lips. Huffing, he rubbed on her in his sleep, beast like in his libido. There was nothing she could do as he rubbed himself on her butt and made small moans of happiness. Grumbling, he gave her head little kisses before slowly stopping his hips. When the movement was completely done, he finally fell asleep and left her in peace. While he didn’t want to be her fear and rather her man, there was nothing in her heart for him except hate or fear. Probably both, and a mixture of other things… it didn’t matter though.

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The blindfold was something that she was not suspecting him to pull out, but she was to tired to care about it. She just sat down as he tied it round her eyes. Was there something she was no allowed to see? Was that why? He carried to the toilet and when she was there he unlocked her wrists and ankled. For a moment she just felt like she had some peace and quiet. She took the bathroom break to rub over her own wrists, rubbing over the sore redness that was there. She also rubbed over her neck, especially the two burn marks where the electric contacts had been. Once she was done she searched for the toilet paper and wiped herself down, wincing softly at how sensitive she was down there. She called for him again when she was done and he promptly came to pick her up once more. She could feel they were going up stairs and when he placed her on the bed she knew it was the same they had been on before. She did not fight him as he put the cuffs back in place and pulled the blanket back over her. He seemed to find his sleep soon, but even then he did not leave her alone. Every single time he pressed into her she stiffened. It didn’t matter that he called out to her, she just stayed in the same place, to afraid to even move herself around. Sleep didn’t find her. She was scared that if she fell asleep she would wake up once more with her wrists bound from the ceiling or worse. Surely enough she would do something in her sleep to anger him once more.. So she stayed awake through it all. At some point she carefully lifted the blindfold and tried to look around herself, but her surroundings were dark and she quickly placed it back, not wanting him to notice she had done so. How much time was ticking away she did not know, but that night felt like an eternity. Her body slowly starting to hurt more as the bruises were setting in and the burn started to feel tight. Her muscles growing stiff from not moving around. Even the fact that her only pillow was his arm was making her

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neck hurt worse. She did fear him. How could she not? All he had shown her so far was pain and roughness. The kisses that he had given her doing nothing to create an ‘affection’ for him. He had robbed her from her innocence and he had robbed her from her freedom. Eventually he had found a deep sleep, not having moved in a long time and his limbs lose around her. She scooted away from him carefully. With the bed being as large as it was she searched for the edge of it and found her spot there. The blanket barely large enough to reach her, but she was rather cold then have him wrapped around her in that moment. Perhaps like this.. she could find an hour of sleep. @Deleted User

When she woke, it would be with her ass in the air and her legs spread. Metal cuffs tied her wrists to the spreader bar between her legs. Unlike before, he let her keep the satin silk, wanting her to feel better if only slightly. While she had been asleep, he had moved her into a cage. She was tied down and the way the bars parted left her holes accessible. Today would be her first day of training; the throb his cock had to be answered first however. Grabbing the collar, he put it around her neck and smacked her ass “Wiggle your ass.” Watching her wiggle, he would hold her ass gently as he brought a vibrator to her sensitive clit. Keeping her ass in place, he ran the vibrator against her pulsing clit. Time would go by as he made her cum, enjoying the wet puddle she made between her legs. Kissing her ass, he gave her one more orgasm before smacking her butt, pulling her back to him. Smiling when her sex had become wet enough, he groaned and brought out his cock “Scream!” Snarling, he smacked her ass. He brought a cow-prod to her ass and zapped the poor woman, smacking her quivering ass before spreading her. Sniffing, he clicked his teeth and smirked “Dirty whore. You can’t be so weak. Aren’t you going to struggle?” His palms pressed into the back of her neck, his body laying over the bar as he slid inside. Growling, he softly massaged her neck as he fucked her. If he wanted to break her, she had to understand that he wouldn’t always hurt her. While he wouldn’t be kind, today he would be civil.

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When she woke up the panic instantly set in. How had she not woken up? How had she slept through him doing this? Had he drugged her? She pulled against the bars and cuffs. She tried to look around her, but she was still blindfolded. All she could feel was her behind pressed again the bar in a way that he had acces to her. She felt him place the collar back around her neck. "No please.. please!: she begged him instantly, knowing what he had done to her the day before with the shocks. As he demanded she wiggled her rear she obeyed instantly. She spend the next good bit of time with him toying with her. The toy he used on her had strong vibrations that rocker her to her core. The type of pleasure that you could not shield yourself from. So she moaned even if she didn't want to. And she came even if she didn't like that she did. Her own juices running down her inner thighs by the time he was through with her. She was already panting hard, her heart beating in her ears when he suddenly spanked her. She yelped out loud but it didn't compare to the heavy jerk of her body and the scream that left her as he pressed the cow-prod to her rear. The heavy shock leaving her stunned for long enough that she barely responded to the next hand that his her behind. The next thing she knew he pressed himself deep inside. She was still raw from the day before and half moaned, half whined as he pressed inside her. Her sex quivered around him. Sensitive from the many times he already made her cum. They barely started and already she felt like a mess. Her mind shattered between the lack or sleep, the sudden changes between pain and pleasure and perhaps even the drug that he had slipped her. She could not run her thoughts straight unable to really do much but exist and feel. Was this really her life now? "I'll be good... I'll be a good girl..." she whimpered softly between moans, perhaps hoping that it would keep him from shocking her. But she never really knew what he wanted from

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her. So how could she be good..? @Deleted User

The goal in his mind had never been to have her understand him. He didn’t need his plaything to ask why, merely that it would be and thus should be accepted. If he said beg, she begged. If he wanted her to suck, she puckered up and got to work. He needed a girl who could make him feel good… he needed her! Smiling, he rubbed her ass and nodded “Relax~” The sound of his voice probably wouldn’t soothe her, he wondered if she got scared when he spoke. Laughing, he thrust in faster, punching his head into her sweet spot and rubbing her ass. “Good girls say thank you when their worthless holes get used. So far…” He snarled and spanked her roughly but not hard enough to be unenjoyable. When she started to respond more and more, he understood that the drug he’d stuck into her neck was working. She shouldn’t be feeling much pain from the chemical concoction he gave her. A combination of addictive properties and painkillers in an intense aphrodisiac shaped package. It did wonders in bed, especially if they didn’t know what they took. The malicious smile is replaced by pleasure as his face twists. His cock was sheathed inside her, the wet hole sucking obediently. Clicking the button, he came inside her as he shocked her, the tight spasm of her twat made him moan out lustfully. The lack of tears made him upset, so he decided to fix that and beat her ass red “You! Say! Thank! You! NOW!” With each word he spanked her, getting harder and harder with every slap. “There’s no one who can save you! SUBMIT.” He was a rough master, abusive to her holes with his mean prick. It split her down the middle before he rested inside her and huffed, enjoying her sex’s suckling. Growling, he pulled her into him with the cage, drooling next to her head “Move. Your. Hips.” It was a test to see if she had learned what he liked, and that she was finally willing to accept that she didn’t have a choice. Sure, maybe if she’d been more adaptive and manipulative, this would’ve taken longer.

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But she wasn’t. Because she was a good girl. The sad part was the poor girl had no idea that it didn’t matter. That she would always be his because around 3pm last night, she was announced dead. 200k made a damn good fake corpse. The apartment fire definitely developed the believability. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

Even when he told her to relax she just could not. She knew what he was capable off. But at the same time her body was responding to him more then ever. Wave after wave of pleasure rocking her mind and making her mind shatter into pieces more. Her body begging for more while her mind was scared of what that might entail. A strange fight that she never thought she would have within herself. Her moans starting to get louder and louder as she filled that warehouse “Good girls say thank you their worthless holes get used. So far..” she yelped out at his spank, then found her voice to do as he said. “Thank you..” she said into the air, her mind too shattered to not just do as he said. He was rocking her body and the pain was nowhere as bad as it had been the day before, replaced by the intensity of what he was doing to her. She was so close to coming again when he came at the same time. The shock he gave her came unexpected and right at the wrong moment, or perhaps the right moment. Her body just having been pulled out over that edge when she shock found her made her orgasm even more violently. She screamed loudly, but a moan was mixed into it as she came around him. But that did not mean that she liked the shock. In a way it brought her back to her reality. The fact that he was still abusive to her, the fact that he was still the guy who was raping her against her will. Right in the moment that he was starting to beat her rear. At first she just whined, but she was soon screaming out as he got more rough. Struggling against her restraints and he got what he wanted as she found her tears wetting the blindfold that was still around her face. “THANK YOU!” She screamed out, hoping that it would make him stop if she just gave him what he wanted. It seemed to work as he finally stopped beating her. She whined into the ground, sobbing softly as she did feel the burn in her rear. “Move. Your. Hips.” He demanded of her again and she quickly started to move her hips back

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and forth. The position making it difficult to do, putting strain on her neck. “I’m good.. I’m being good..” she sobbed at him. “Please..” she didn’t even know what she was begging him for, just for him to not hurt her? To be gentle with her? Her mind was too shattered to really think of what she was begging for. All she knew is that she was overwhelmed in every sense of the way. @Deleted User

Decided, he starts to pleasure her without the shocks. The drive of his hips thunder against the cage. He wanted her insides filled with cum, he used her until another orgasm tore through his body. While his body toiled at her, he took the moment to smile, admiring her sexual form. The woman had to understand she was irresistible, he never had a type until he saw the way her hips moved. It made him snarl and reach down, pushing her shoulders back so he could thrust deeper “Moan for me… you’re cuter when you feel good.” Sighing, he petted her hair lovingly “I’m sorry for being mean, if you cum on me and milk my cock faster, I’ll be gentle today.” Moving his hand back, he uses one to keep her holes pressed up against the bar and the other to pull back. Giving her ass a playful spank with the free hand, it returns to her shoulders. There was an observation he had come to make, she seemed afraid of his hands on her throat. That was unfortunate but she would have to love them eventually, he loved choking. Slowing his hips down, he laughed at the lewd sound of her pussy gushing on him. She was good at turning him on, the jiggle of her ass and the way her flesh simply flooded through the bars made him sputter. What kind of body did this woman believe she had? Truthfully, he had never been able to see a woman like herself being with him. The first time he saw her laugh stole his breath, that day was still one of the happiest of his life. When she got promoted, he had footed her party bill and sent a bouquet of flowers. The bastard next to him had stolen credit and bragged about his car. It sickened him and yet she didn’t seem to mind all that much. The thought occurred to him that all the moments and things he’d done for her silently would be attributed to this man. That day he had gone home and fucked an entire brothels worth of whores. His lust had been insatiable and eventually the girls ran away without asking for his money, terrified of the raw way he handled them.

There was a deep violence he always possessed, the primal desire to oppress and subdue his surroundings. When he had his first sexual interaction with a woman at 14, his mind and body seemed to call for more. The days he spent working to build an investment portfolio, hire brokers and run his mothers travel agency were easy, carefree. He had been unable to get rid of his sex addiction, but perhaps it wasn’t all bad, perhaps he wasn’t some maniac… wrong, unfortunately. The first time a woman hit him was during sex, he had been too rough and broken her cervix. With tears in her eyes, she hit his chest and screamed for him to stop… he didn’t. When he finished she was broken, a sobbing mess of a thing and he realized he had a problem. A couple hundred thousand dollars later and she shut up… his conscience wouldn’t though. That was the real issue. Leaving his thoughts, he’s pulled back by loving massage of her quivering sex, she had cum. Smiling softly, he leaned down and rubbed her lower back through the cage, slowly pumping “Good girl~ Good girl~” Laughing, he thrust slowly and listened to her sexy noises, she seemed docile. Softening his intense expression, he gave a small smile to the girl moaning underneath him “You’re mine Sophie, and I will take care of you.” Pulling back, he puts his hands through the bars and grabs at her hips, where her ass bumped into the metal. Groaning, he started to thrust a little faster and bite his lip. He would spend several minutes letting her enjoy this, giving her pleasure while he stayed his orgasm. Eventually when he could no longer hold himself, he humped her savagely and growled “Beg for the cum Sophie! Serve me you sexy tease!” His words became groans as he humped faster before slamming his balls against the cage and muffling his whimper of pain. Huffing, he put his head back and panted as he filled her with multiple load’s worth of seed. The orgasms he’d coaxed and ruined got pent up and shot out hotly, cum poured hard.

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The abuse that she was once more suffering at his hands was something that she was not surprised by. The way her body was responding to him though, caught her off guard. No matter how much she wanted to hate it, to hate him. She could not control the mind numbing pleasure that was rolling through her. It was like someone had turned up the sensitivity button inside her system, making everything inside her respond to him in tenfold. So even as he was fucking her fast and hard, even as there was a slight pain in his actions, she could not help the moaning that left her mouth, could not help the acceptance of her body and the way her sex milked him out every time he came inside her. But even with that, or perhaps because of that, she grew tired quickly again. She had not slept much that night, the rest she had gotten not of the best quality. She could feel his mind fading in so many ways. She didn’t even think she could form a good sentence if she tried in that moment. As he pumped into her more she came around him once more, a loud moan ringing into that room. She thought she might pass out from the intensity of it, but she hung on to it just about. But after that her mind just kept floating. “Beg for my cum Sophie! Serve me you sexy tease.” He shouted at her as he once more picked up the pace as which he took her. Once more she felt herself getting close. “Please.. give.. me.. your… cum!” She said between the thrust, her mind still just following the orders it was given. But as he pressed into her that last time she felt him push too far. A sharp pain going through her system. But even then she clamped around him at the same time as he shit his load straight into her womb. She screamed out, both from the orgasm and the pain of having him so deep inside her. But once it died out her body finally gave in to the abuse it had experienced. She passed out in her restraints. @Deleted User

Pumping his load into her, he grabbed her her ass and spread it, staring at her mouth watering display of his seed. The quivers of her sex made him slightly upset, having to pull out and be removed of her. A hearty chuckle leaves his lips, and he opened the top of the cage to unchain her. Once free and close in his arms, he stood there for a moment to admire her. Huffing, he smiled softly and kissed her forehead “You’re a good girl Sophie.” The next few moments would be spent in silence, him holding her bound form to his chest and rubbing his cheek against her. He didn’t like to show kindness, there was a sense of fear in gentle with her. The sex didn’t feel good, he didn’t feel like he was earning her pussy… thinking about it made his cheeks flush with heat. Shaking his head, he brought her upstairs to the bedroom. Seeing her so relaxed and unaware made him want to invade her. Dig inside her with his shaft and make her squeal. “Sophie. Sophie!” No response, smiling, he puts his cock inside her and groans. Panting softly, he does his best to be quiet and cum without her waking up. Sexually violating acts, like the one he preformed now, spurred him on. It proved that the money he had meant something. The raw power he felt when he took her body from her was addictive. It was a power trip, that combined with his insane libido and insatiable sex drive made him cruel. That collar seemed a little loose. Snarking laughs bark out coldly, he grabs his discarded pants and pulls out his belt. Flipping her around, he zaps her awake and beats her ass with the belt “You. Will. Not. Rest!” Each word created a red mark over her ass, her flesh obeying the cruel leather.

At some point he was simply cumming, angry and hot while she took his beating. It wasn’t loving, she was asking for it constantly. Falling asleep without even saying a word. The wet thump of her hips against his was dominating the sounds in the room. He had covered her mouth, laying over and grinding in deep strokes. When he eventually satisfied himself, he put on his clothes, getting ready for work “Behave while I’m gone… if you try to leave, I’ll have to get rough.” Shaking his hands in a drying motion, he pulls on his leather gloves and goes underneath the bed. The chain he pulls out clips into her cuff, chaining her to the foot of the bed. When she was finally on her knees, on her knees like the pet she was, he smiled. Brushing her hair away, he held her face softly and stroked her cheeks with his thumbs. He was clothed in a navy suit, a blue-black trench coat and polished black Bruno Magli. A working man ready for the day, standing up he pulled his cock out and waited. What now? It sent a pleasurable shiver up his spine, her fear was delicious “Be a good girl and I’ll take you out. You can have whatever you want.” His member twitched as a dark smile lit his face. The answer was clear. “I only have 20 minutes.” @♥Nakiss and tell♥

She woke up screaming from the shock coursing through her body. It was soon followed by the harsh whipping that he did. The sheer panic that went through her from the sudden actions made her fight against him. She trashed for a moment, trying to escape from the pain. He simply grabbed her and dragged her back into him. Once more she was left for his mercy, but this time she was less compliant. She shouted and screamed and sobbed into that hand that was over her mouth. If she had been compliant to him before, this showed that she was not yet broken. She did not cum again and this time she gave him the screams that he was hoping for, her body taking the abuse for her actions. When he was done with her she just slumped into the bed again. Sobbing into the sheets. Her body was hurting once more. She was sure she could not sit right now even if she tried to. "Behave while I'm gone.." She didn't even pay attention to the rest of the sentence. He was leaving.. he was leaving her here. She just clung into the posibility of being on her own for a while. Of perhaps resting without him laying right next to her. He pulled her back on that bed and clipped a chain into her cuffs. He didn't end there and dragged her further off the bed, putting her on her knees. As she looked up at him she still had tears wetting her cheeks, her hair sticking to her face in all kind of ways. She looked like a mess and she felt even worse like one. In the outfit he was wearing he was almost handsome. Well.. he was handsome, just not to her. She didn't think she could ever see him as anything but her rapist and abuser at this point. The pain in her body a stark reminder. As he pulled out his length from his pants once more her heart sank. Did this guy live in viagra? How did he even do this.. She instantly felt the tears welling in her eyes again. He said he was leaving.. why couldn't he just fucking leave. "Be a good girl and I'll take you out. You can have whatever you want. I only have 20 m

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inutes." She looked up at him with fear in her eyes, her breathing already elevated again from how fast her heart was beating in her chest. She hated this. But he had kept his promise last time. 20 minutes.. she could do this. She came closer to him and placed a hand around his length, putting the tip into her mouth. She started to suck him off, hating the taste of him that was still a very potent mix of both their orgasms. She tried to not let it show on her face. She didn't take him deep right away, but she did work on him best she could otherwise. pressing her tongue around him, playing with his tip and sucking on him till her jaw hurt. Anything to distract him for as long as possible. Just 20 minutes.. @Deleted User

When he had finished using her mouth, he held the back of her head and brought her nose to his tummy slowly. This time, he unloaded down her throat gently, using all of his focus to not simply blast her with cum. She was more fragile than he’d thought, her mind strong but her body weak. Smirking, he groped her chest and threw her on the bed. With one last growl, he smacks her ass and brings her ear to his lips “Don’t get brave. I’ll find you. And I will tear you apart. Try something and find out.” With those parting words, he slams himself inside her and pushes her face into the covers, smothering her. The brutal pounding of his hips is shaking the bed, turning her flesh red from the force and roughness. Finding the pained sounds she made enticing, he sped and pumped harder. Eventually, he came, grabbing her ass and squeezing as he bucked. Filling her up was a perquisite to leaving. When he felt like her tummy was full, he pulled out and smeared his now filthy prick on her thighs. Using her mouth, he cleaned his prick again, this time holding her jaw and going slow so he could enjoy it. Laughing at his brutal handiwork, he left her in a mess of sweat, cum and pain. When he left, he paused and went to throw up. The act of doing what he did to her was both as rewarding and disgusting as the actions he took. She felt good! Being able to just turn her ass up and slide in was amazing, he loved fucking her into a mess. Sobering up, he shook himself of the wave of self hate and continued to get into his car. The only remembrance of his time with her was the wet feeling of her mouth remaining on his prick. Today was the first day he went back to the office and it made him antsy. While he was armed and had enough ability to defend himself, a hired assassin was a trained killed. The people being executed by the company had major pension plans. In order to not pay and save the large sum of money, they ended their contracts lethally.

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Tired of the deplorable business practices, he made a request to leave and was denied. It was almost funny to watch his boss tear up the contractual cessation of his occupation. Months of work ripped up and mocked. Enraged, he followed him after work, chasing him down and beating him to death. Coincidentally, the body was never reported and a week later he was promoted. The smile on his face was shark-like and evil, his eyes dancing with violent passions. Perhaps this was the only place on earth that supported the theft of jobs based on violence. Quiet literally, he had killed for this position. The thought of doing so again brought a smile to his lips but a pain in his eyes. Those had been bad times, days he wanted to move past. It felt like when he was with her, if he wasn’t abusing her body she wouldn’t respect him. Fear or respect… it was all the same to him. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

She simply did as he asked, taking that twenty minutes like her life depended on it. And to her it felt like that. Once more he fucked her in a way that left her raw, both in her sex and in her throat. But she didn’t complain and other then fighting against the discomfort and trying to get him to go less deep, she behaved as well as she could. The cleaning up of his cock at the end perhaps her least favorite part as he left her with the taste of them both in her both. The hand on her jaw grabbing her painfully even if she was complying. The only thing she could be grateful for was that her neck was spared in the process this time. But then he left.. he finally left. Somehow it took her minutes to believe it. Even after she had heard the warehouse close, she believed he would come back any moment. It took her almost thirty minutes before she finally did move. She crawled off the bed carefully, her whole body sore and hurting. She looked at the bruising on her skin, knowing that her neck was probably even worse. She was still shackled to the bed, but at least it was long enough to give her a little bit of freedom. She took the sheets from the bed and wiped herself clean the best she could, reaching between her legs and her thighs, wiping her mouth last and even wiping her tongue against the sheets. For a bit she played with those shackles, trying to see if she could work them lose, but it was useless. She tried to wring her wrists out of there, chaving her skin badly against the metal, but no matter how much she tried, she was unable to pull free. “Fuck fuck fuck!” She shouted at herself as she allowed herself to cry. How was she ever getting out of here? Away from him? He had said he would take her anywhere tonight right..? He had promised.. But then again, he had promised so many things, never keeping one. She just had to be good.. eventually he would let her out of this warehouse again. Take her somewhere public. She could try and escape then. With that dec

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ision made she started to look around, finding places that she could reach. The bedside tables the first obvious decision. She pulled the first drawer open, her eyes going wide. It was filled with all kind of toys, almost each one of them filling her with dread. Plugs, gags, whips, massive dildo’s.. and a lot more shocking devices that she didn’t even want to know what their purpose was. She considered hiding them.. but where could she really hide them in the short range that the chain gave her? She closed it again and kept looking, but each drawer she opened just held more secrets to how he was planning to treat her. Eventually she gave up and figured she might as well get some rest while she could. She laid back down on the bed and covered herself with the blankets to sleep. She got a few hours, feeling more refreshed, but also almost more sore as she woke up. There was no clock anywhere, so she had no way of knowing the time. But she knew one thing. She needed the bathroom.. She just hoped he would be back in time.. @Deleted User

The day made him pause continuously, words drifted in and out of his ears, nothing making sense completely. There was a woman in his office, sexy, lean and curvy. The idiotic fool of a coworker he hated sent her over as a peace offering. While somewhat ironic, the man felt that the bastard had a disgusting view of woman. Perhaps he was hypocritical but when he touched her it was magical. She was somebody who captured his world, his heart beat faster and his skin grew hot. Smile after smile could be faked but when she entered a room he couldn’t stop the spread of his teeth. The pain of being unable to keep a woman turned him cruel, they always hated his aggression. He was simply too intense to withstand, his lust constant and need unrelenting. Would she even be able to love him? Probably not. Even if he tried to woo Sophie, he knew she wouldn’t force herself through the pointless agony of his need. It would never end with her staying with him. He was dying without her, he needed her more than air, more than money. She could never be aware of this, he worked too hard to give her that power. So if he just abused her, too what he needed and traumatized her into a good woman… who could stop him? The smile on his face was cruel, unashamedly vile. The woman speaking paused and felt somewhat afraid, the air shifting. Tired of the drivel, he decided to ignore the rest of his day and go back to her. Nothing mattered but her, she didn’t need to know anything, he just wanted her. Snarling, he pushed his chair back as he stands up. There was a hunger in his eyes as he licked his lips, she was all his. Who could stop him? With all his money… all this power at his fingertips, who could stop him?! Laughing, he decided to go home, unfortunately for her, she was home. Laughing at her misfortune and his impending pleasure, he threw open the door to his limo. Standing in the crisp ocean air, he lost his mind. Angry like a beast, he ripped his clothes away and raced inside.

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He had been away from her for hours, there would be entertainment in her, enjoyment in the sensation of her body pressed up against him. Walking inside, he snuck up the stairs and found her sleeping. Laughing, he unchained her before grabbing her throat. Slamming his lips down, he awoke her with a deep kiss, wanting and intense. There had never been a hope for her, the depths of his desire simply engulfing her endlessly. Pulling back, he smirked and whispered into her ear “Look at me woman.” The beast wanted her to have something good with him, now that he gave her pain, she could enjoy pleasure. “We’re going to eat somewhere nice. I want you in something pretty.” Smirking, he went to the closet and threw her down a series of dresses. “Take your pick.”

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She had fallen back asleep eventually. She had meant to wake up before he came home, not expecting him to be back anytime soon. But of course she was in for a rude awakening when her sleep was broken apart by the rough hand against her throat. She woke up with a scream and her eyes wide and they stayed that way during that kiss. He invaded her mouth and she found herself trying to draw breath through her nose as her heart was instantly beating a million miles an hour. Why was he back already? How late was it? Why had she slept her day way? She trashed against him, pushing at his chest in that moment. As he finally let her go she scurried back on the bed as she looked at him with wide eyes and her chest rising up and down fast. He threw the dresses on the bed and she just looked down at them. There were three of them. Two black dresses and a lighter one. She knew she looked better in light and if she had been in any other situation she would have picked it. But it was sheer and she was not sure how she felt about that being near him. The other black one with slids down the sides seemed a bad choice. She knew she had bruises right there and she would be drawing attention to them. Or perhaps she should? The last one was a very modest dress, it covered her till her neck, has sleeves and no slits. But somehow she felt like it would make him angry if she wore that. She was hanging over them for a long time and she could hear from his breathing that he was getting agitated. In the end she picked the lighter one with the sheer fabrics around her upper body. It was the least likely to displease him and he would abuse her no matter what she wore. “This one.” She said as she pulled it closer. “I need those off to try them on.” She said, motioning to her cuffs. @Deleted User

Smiling, he sat down on the bed and huffed, reaching under the mattress and pulled out a key. Gently, he cupped the back of her hands and held them still while he uncuffed her. Standing, he moved around to her ankles and unlocked them. Seeing her bruises, he whined and leaned down to kiss her ankles, apologizing. Sitting on the opposite end of the bed, he gave her space and watched her quietly. After a few moments he spoke, his deep voice calm and full of rich baritone “Do you hate me? Be honest.” The question was something they both knew the answer to, neither under the illusion she enjoyed this. Smiling slyly, he chuckled at her expression and put his cheek against his knee. His other leg was stretched, his hands clasped over his lower shin “What do you want, other than leaving, of course~” Grinning, he rolled over to her and laid spread eagle on the bed. It hurt to see her rage but it was also sexy. She looked good mad. Biting his lip, he did a crunch slowly, flexing his body dangerously in an effort to intimidate her. Enjoying the taste of fear in the air, he patted his lap and waited, staring into her eyes. There was nothing he wanted to say with her so far, even if she hated him, she couldn’t hate being rich… right? “I have money women… all you have to do is stay and pretend to love me.” Some part of him didn’t want her love, the pain that he would inflict on her would be so much worse. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

It was a relief to be uncuffed in that moment. She rubbed at her wrists while he kissed her ankles. She wanted to pull them back, but was afraid of what his reaction might be. She reached for the dress and pulled the main body of it over her head. He had not handed her any underwear, not that a bra would work with a dress like that, so she just assumed she would go without it for now. It was only when he asked his questions that she froze. He was telling her to be honest with him, but would saying it out loud cause him to be angry with her again? He was scary when he got angry, it hurt more when he was angry. His next question did make some anger roll through her. Except leaving. He knew what he was doing to her, he knew that she hated it. She reached for the back of the dress, pulling the zipper up as he laid down next to her. It almost felt like he was mocking her. She had just finished it when he petted his lap for her to come closer to him. She did so, moving a small bit closer but keeping her distance. She could feel her insides boiling, so many words inside of her that she wanted to scream at him. “You really think that will make this better? Fucking money?!” She said to him, unable to hold herself back. “When you fuck me and hurt me and tie me down and use me? You are right, I fucking hate you!” Yet the moment the words had left her she regretted letting them out. The change in his eyes was subtle, yet she had learned to see them. Before he could grab her she was up from that bed, running to the other side of the warehouse. She knew where he had come out of, she knew which door led outside. Yet when she reached it and reached for the handle it was locked, not budging at all. In the few seconds she had before he reached up to her she banged her wrists against the door. “HELP! HELP ME! HE IS KEEPING ME HERE, HELP!!” She shouted at all her might, hoping that just someone outside would hear her. This warehouse couldn’t be in the middle of nowhere right?

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Her words were sharp, cutting him almost with the amount of pain and vitriol she screamed at his face. Whimpering, he turned his head from her and looked away. It took him a few seconds to control himself but by that time she had already ran away. Scowling at her disobedience, he jumped up and raced forward, the sound of his feet muted. She screamed loud enough for him to wince, but he wasn’t worried because it was mid day. The people who worked the area had already been paid to leave. Coming up behind her, he was gentle. Grabbing her throat to silence her, he takes his other arm and wraps it around her tummy. There is a dangerous moment where it almost seemed that he wanted to rip her apart. Fury roiled in his eyes before he smiled. It was a smile that promised deep, sexual pain. She had gotten excited and forgot something very simple. If she failed, he was the one waiting and considering the amount of money he pumped into her, she would never escape from here. His grip tightened on her throat as he pushed his bulge against her “You make me take you. Pin you down and abuse you…” If she wanted help, he’d give it to her. Taking her up the stairs, she’s gently laid down on the bed as he holds her feet down. Hopping over, he jumps onto the bed and lands above her thighs. Straddling her, he gently pushes her down. Reaching behind the headboard, he peels away the tape sealing a syringe. Grabbing her throat, he whined weakly and looked away “I don’t like it either. I wished you would moan for me… not hate every moment you spent with me.” Turning her cheek to the bed and exposing it more. He brought the needle to her neck and slowly slid the syringe into the artery inside. Her sounds of pain made him whisper, starting at her with angry eyes “Today was supposed to be nice. I wasn’t going to hurt you. Abuse you… or rough up your insides.” His cock swole as she stared at him, throbbing with fury he didn’t want to put in her.

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From the moment that he grabbed her she tried to fight against him. She knew that she had screwed up, she should have never let her emotions get the best of her, but how could she not? She was held against her will, she was hurting. The beautiful dress now merely in her way as she tried to kick at him. Fear was rolling through her body, adrenaline pumping through her. “Let me go!” She yelled at him before he pressed her against his bulge and clamped her throat down more. She wanted to yell more, to scream at him more. She was already screwed, what would some extra fuel do now? He dragged her upstairs, handling her roughly. Even when he seemed to be trying to be gentle with her now, she knew what was coming soon. He sat down on top of her, pinning her legs down painfully. She punched at his chest, trying to get him to move. He grabbed her throat once more. “I am not making you do anything! It is all you! You are choosing to do this to me! You are hurting me! You are..” she spit at him before he grabbed a hold of her throat once more. She gasped, but it wasn’t till he pulled out the syringe that she started to panic. What was in there? Was he drugging her? A new wave of power rushed through her as she fought against him. She screamed and shouted into the air. “No, no. NO!” She shouted at him, trying to push her off her, to move the hand with the syringe away from her. “I hate you! I hate you!” She shouted at him right before that needle found it’s way into her vein. The effect of it almost instant as she felt the energy leave her body. She fought against it as hard as she could. But her body grew limp and her eyes grew heavy. “I.. hate…” she tried to say one more time, but passed out to soon. @Deleted User

Sighing, he pulled the syringe out and smacked her breast to make sure she was out. Grabbing her hips, he lifted her over his shoulder and whistled a soft tune. It was a love song he’d heard his mother sing to his father, then he cheated and she died from shock. Laughing, he laid her against a wall. The concrete was dotted with a series of hooks, the little metal rings that accompanied them were places to tie rope. It was a sick fantasy he’d had since he saw her. Gently, he lifted her into his arms and gave her ear a kiss, petting her hair slowly as he whispered “You’re going to regret that~” Letting her lean against the wall, he held her upright with a palm under her chest. Holding her there, he spreads her legs and ties her ankles apart. When that’s done, he huffs and places a kiss on her tummy as he stands. Feeling her lean against his chest caused a small smile to bloom on his face. She looked cute when she was sleeping. He gave her forehead a kiss, bringing her arms behind her. Her wrists were crossed and tied to the wall above her butt. Not wanting her to disturb his fun when she woke, he disappeared into the darkness and grabbed a few items. The first was a ball gag, something he quickly used to shut her up. Item number two was a cattle prod, something he would make her fear. The cattle prod had been amped up with higher voltage. Grumbling, he put a collar on her neck. It was demeaning, black with metal spikes that ran in a band. The little name-tag swinging from the collar read ‘Property of Bayan’. A leather leash ran between her breasts and tempted him. With the slack he’d given her arms, he could play with her in many ways. Pulling, pushing, bending, it was endless. Seeing her like that had made him erect. Groaning, he grabbed his cock and started masturbating. After working hard, he painted the wall between her legs white. The lewd pumps of his hips pull foreskin back, the angry purple head was revealed as it erupted madly. It was a hot mess.

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She was out like a light for a long time. The drug strong enough to make even her subconscious shut up. Nothing happened in her mind and nothing that he was doing to her registered. It was almost a peaceful sleep, filled with nothing. No pain, no fear, nothing. But that did not last forever. Once her eyes slowly opened again it took her a while to realize where she was. She tried to move and found herself unable to move her legs. Once her eyes finally registered she was met with the object of her fear, his angry erection. Her eyes opened further just in time for a big glob of drool to run down from the gag he had put on her face. She pressed herself against the wall as much as the ropes allowed and looked around her feverishly. She pulled at her restraints before settling on him with a deep fear in her eyes. But it was only when she saw the cattle prod in his hands that she really started to panic. She trashed in the restraints. Pulled hard enough to almost dislocate her shoulder. She screamed in the ballgag as her drool dripped into her chest. Already tears forming in her eyes and running down her cheek. She was half convinced he would kill her and if not.. she might wish that he had. @Deleted User

She looked like a princess in his eyes, pretty in the dress she picked out. Stepping close, he put his hand on her throat and made her still, crushing her throat until she went quiet “I taught you to obey.” The cattle prod pressed above her knee and slowly dragged upwards. He didn’t shock her yet, merely taunting “Now. I’ll ask you one time.” Leaning to her ear, he grabbed her leash and rocked his hips back an forth “Are you sorry?” His eyes searched her body for any signs of her apology, whimpers or anything to make him forgive her. “No? Not sorry sweetie?” The cattle prod flew to her hip and zapped, the brutal electric shock held to her heartlessly. He didn’t even let her scream, crushing her windpipe and preventing her screams. “ARE YOU SORRY NOW WHORE! ARE YOU!” He roared and smacked her in the face, he grabbed the leash and wrapped it around his hand a few times. Snarling, he yanked her up to him and stared into her eyes “You chose wrong.” He slammed her head back against the wooden wall. The grip on her throat dangerous, his lust grew still “You’re a fucking cumdump. A hole I use to jack off inside.” He let go of the cattle prod and put his hand at her clit. Smirking, he began to rub her clit faster as he grabbed her nipple between fingers and let it graze the leather leash. Growling, he rolled the nipple slowly, taunting her “You don’t have to suffer. You can submit.” Seeing her defiance, he shook his head and let her sensitive areas free from his touch.

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The sudden grasp at her throat had her only sobbing more. The intense pressure that he put on it closing her windpipe and soon making her face appear red from the blood that was getting stuck inside of it. The cattle prod dancing over her skin making the adrenaline in her body run even faster. “Are you sorry?” He asked and she tried to make her voice work, to say she was sorry, but his hand was crushing her vocal cords, making no sound come out. The drool leaving the ball gag even faster now as she was salivating fast from the abuse at her throat. The zap from the prod made her entire body jump in the restraints. Her shoulder and knees hurting from the mere yank that it gave as her body convulsed. She would have screamed had her vocal cords still worked, but instead nothing came out. Her lungs already starting to beg for air as he started to shout at her. The smack in her face was enough to make her head spin before he yanked her face up to look at him. She felt like her head was close to exploding, the blood trapped there and oxygen not getting to her brain. The slam against the wall making it even worse. And just as she felt like she was about to pass out on him his hand left her throat. She had mere moment to catch her breath, so try to suck it in through her nose and past the ball gag that was dripping with drool. And then his hand was between her legs, rubbing over her lower lips that were still swollen from his abuse and the clit that was still so sensitive after the night before. She trie to talk into the gag. Tried to voice the words sorry, but only mumbling came out as she could not close her lips probably or move her tongue the way she wanted around the gag. Yet she kept trying to say it even as he hips started to move slowly against his hand as he rubbed her and rolled her nipples between him hands. He pulled away from her once more and she already looked a mess. Her eyes tearing down her cheeks and dripping down her chin along with her drool. Her thr

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oat red from his palm prints over the already blue bruising from the day before. Her hair an absolute mess around her and the dress already partly in disarray around her body. She pulled her eyes up to him, looking him in the eyes with a pleading look, just trying to voice the word sorry to him. @Deleted User

He liked hearing her try to speak, mumbling and wanting to apologize but being unable to. It made him feel right, confident in himself and that she was the wrong one for behaving badly. Laughing, he curled up almost, chucking to himself as she lay there as a mess. Dirty and nasty pulsing made precum gush. His hunched form seemed to resemble the visage of a vulture, picky, cruel and hungry. She seemed to be pleading with him, he could see in her eyes that she was sorry. The begging look was endearing and his cheeks hurt from his smile. Laughing, his hands reached under her dress to slide up the inside of her legs. Crouched, he squeezes her thighs and pushes his face into her crotch. If she were a good girl, he would’ve licked her tonight. He had been meaning to change for her but she still fought. Leaving from under her skirt, he dragged his teeth over her thigh and clicked his teeth together in a bite. Standing up, he whispered into her ear “If you had behaved, I wasn’t going to use you tonight. My plan was to use my tongue on your crotch… now?” He shook his head and let her stew in her own choices. To nearly be free of pain and yet give it up in impatience “Fool girl.” She was a mess, crying, drooling and still trying to say sorry. Furious with her, he grabs her cheeks and stares into her eyes with wide ones, enraged “You’re not getting away that easy.” Grunting, he stepped to her thighs and squatted a little, scowling, he stood straight up with full force. She was pulled up by his crotch, merely the strength of his erection strong enough to hold her. The force of his hips made even his arms tremble, shaking from the hunger in his thrusts. Smirking, he grabbed her hips and held her tight against the restraints, enjoying her begging. It was cruel to abuse her ropes like this but she deserved it, he wanted to impress the savageness of his body on her. His strength. His might. She wasn’t sorry enough! Snarling, he slammed his teeth into her neck, sinking down.

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She kept trying to sound the word. Her nose was starting to fill up from her crying, the breaths that she took starting to sound more raspy and taking more effort as it did, yet the ball gag was to big to properly draw breaths through, so she could only rely on her nose to get her the oxygen that she needed. The more he talked, the more she was panicking. He sounded like he was going to hurt her and her whines and sobs only got worse as she tried to tug at the restraints around her hands. He kneeled down and one more grabbed into her thighs. He could feel that she was shivering, her fear for him so intense. As he bit into her she cried out, more drool coming down from her chin. Again she tried to say please and sorry, but nothing came out. She was desperate. He grabbed into her cheeks, forcing her to look at him as she just whined into the gag, right before he forced himself inside. Her own eyes went wide, filling with more tears as he had shoved himself inside her so forcefully. The pain in her cervix almost unbearable as she screamed out into the gag. The restraints pulling her into him more while her body could not handle him. She kept making sounds into the gag, her sex pulsing around his franticly to try and get him to leave her. Her arms tugging in an attempt to be free and her legs feeling like he would pull them apart. His teeth once more clamping down into her neck that it would not surprise her if he drew blood. She screamed out again, following by heavy sobbing. She screamed please and sorry into the gag, but it was still inaudible. Her breath becoming more rapid and desperate as even her nose was now running down her lips, desperately trying to draw enough breath. He was going to kill her.. @Deleted User

Her scream makes him laugh, snarling as he bites harder and thrusts deeper. She wasn’t going to get the soft beating he had planned for her. Now, she would be ruined, cummed on and raped ceaselessly. He slowly stopped thrusting, panting as he kissed her cheek and held her throat. They would rock back and forth gently, enough to bruise her wrists and ankles but not damage them. Pulling out the ball gag, he quickly pressed a finger to her lips. Staring into her eyes with lethal fury, he shakes his head. She was not allowed to speak. Fingering through her dress, he grabs her ass and smirks, grinding against her crotch without giving her strokes “Tell me how sorry you are.” Giving her a nod, he brought his thumb from her lips. Settling back around her throat, he squeezed “You’re a fucking slut. I don’t care what you think or how you feel about me.” He watched her face for her reaction, before finishing his statement. Leaning in, he smirked and licked her jaw “Put your butt up and moan when I stick it in. That’s all you’re good for.” That’s all he wanted anymore, anything else was a pipe dream he couldn’t achieve. However he did feel bad when she cried, unable to stop himself, he gave her a little hug and let her relax. The strain on her body was slackened as he put her down. She could hate him and still ache for the filling only he gave her. It hurt to be so tossed aside, whatever he’d done to her crossed a point. That was something he knew. What now? How would she ever be trusted if she couldn’t even lie!? The brutality he showed her would be traumatic enough to give her an idea of his wrath. She was in once piece by a miracle she shouldn’t soon throw away. He wanted to rip her apart in moments, fuck her until she cried and begged him to stop. Holding her throat, he brings his other hand from her ass and grabs her cheeks “So what if I like it when you cry! How are you going to stop me!”

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Angry, he humps her once, showing her how painful this can become if she isn’t behaving to his whims. @♥Nakiss and tell♥

As the ball gag was taken away she quickly drew a breath. Not even caring as the drool that had been held back by the massive gag rushed out and dripped into the dress. She wanted to talk, to say she was sorry now that she was finally able to say the words, but the finger that rushed to her lips told her enough of what he expected from her. His warning clear. Speak and I will hurt you. So she kept her voice to herself, even when he challenged her to tell him how sorry she was. The bit down on her lip just to keep herself from speaking as he grabbed into her throat again. The way he pressed into her painful an filling her eyes with tears once more. She would never understand how he was so angry that she hated him. The way he treated her.. who would ever not hate him after they had done this to me? Yet he kept up his cruel thrusts inside her, ones that made her scream and yelp out into the air. Even if words were not spoke, her voice started to carry louder as it was no longer muffled by the gag that he had put in her mouth. Him shouting at her made her sob again. The emotions and fear rolling through her making her shake in her restraints again. She wanted to turn away from him, but she could not. “I’m sorry.. I’m sorry!” She sobbed at him. “I will be good.. I won’t run anymore. Please.. please just stop.” She begged him then, remembering to late that she was not supposed to speak. @Deleted User

His nod had been an acknowledgment that she was able to speak, his finger no longer on her lips. Sighing, he stopped and pulled out, letting her rest for a moment while he walked away. The sound of footsteps fade into the dark before an odd creaking fills the space. The sound of feet is followed by the rattle of a metal cart, light bathing the gleaming steel “Didn’t need to be this way. You ran. It’s your fault, idiot.” Smirking, he laughed to himself before pulling the cart into plain view. There was an assortment of toys, clamps and other fun trinkets. Despite his best attempt to stay calm, he eventually got angry, extremely horny but still unrelieved. Stalking over, he grabbed her jaw and made her face meet his own “Look at me. Look!” When her eyes met his, he poked his cock against her stomach and huffed, slowly he drawled “I want sex. You are done being forgiven, after this you won’t even be allowed to move.” Did she honestly believe that if she kept testing him, he wouldn’t simply break her? While he’d done many things to her already, they seemed tame compared to what could happen. What she might fucking deserve “Swear you’ll suck my cock obediently and I’ll stop using your pussy.” If she did as he said, he would be much more inclined to forgive her for running. In a few weeks, she might even gain her freedom back. He’d received a letter that listed his imminent termination if Sophie wasn’t turned over. They found them, today was the last day they stayed here. She was going abroad with him and nothing could stop him. “I’ll let you suck, but if you get lazy… or if you’re not aware of how to please me, bad times are ahead of you.” He waited for her answer.

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As he left her she was left hanging forward into the restraints. Her entire body shivering from the intensity of it all. It seemed that perhaps her body was starting to give out. She had tried to stay so strong in front of him for so long and now she just could not anymore. She sobbed softly as he had walked away. But once that cart came into view she once more started to panic. She pulled at her ropes. “No.. no.. please..” she begged him once more even if it didn’t work at all. He grabbed her jaw and as he made her look at him she squeeled in fear, tears flowing down her cheeks again. She kept mouthing the word please even after it had stopped coming out as a sound. “I will suck it.. I will do good.. just please.. don’t hurt me anymore.. pleasee..” she sobbed as he still held her and made her look at him. If he finally let her go and placed himself before her she would not hesitate to take him into her mouth. She trie to suck him best that she could, but her crying made her sloppy. Her body still trembling from all the pend of stress and fear that was rushing trough her. He also seemed to always keep himself at a weird angle where she had to work to actually try and get to him. Did he want her to fail? Did he want her to not be able to do what he was asking. Her eyes going to the cart next to him as she was trying her hardest. @Deleted User

He’d selected a number of odd toys and simple things. Clamps, rope, cuffs, a studded glove, a whip and some different sized plugs. There were things he could do that would’ve made her smile and weep. Despite his attempts to stay calm as she sucked him, eventually he wanted to have more fun. Walking off into the darkness, he returned with a syringe. Pushing it into her neck, he watched as she fell asleep and sighed. While there was definitely the urge to use her mouth, he wanted to hear her voice and a blowjob didn’t cut it. The sleeping drug would only last 15 minutes, barely any time at all but still after he finished. Her hands were tied behind her back, her ankles tied in triple knots. The ball gag had gone back in place and now she was under him, laying on her belly. Smirking, he smiled and stared at her ass, playing with the marshmallow flesh “Some things never fail to satisfy.” He grabbed a handful of her ass and smirked as the flesh overflowed, flooding through his fingers. His cock head slowly parted her lips and entered her gently. It was unfortunate she needed gentle to cum but if that’s what it took, she would get release. With access to her whole body, he paused and suddenly changed his mind. Over the course of a hour, he removed himself from the tortured woman and decided to start getting them ready. She was made to pack whatever she wanted from the closet he’d bestowed upon her. It was all tights and sweaters, what he liked her in. She had a choice of various patterns and colors but it wasn’t important. They had to go!

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When he came back to get her, be was dressed in a loose white shirt and black slacks. Shiny black dress shoes finished the simple clothing but the designer branding brought up his overall presence. It was all the subtle things that fooled people into thinking one was simple. The falsely advertised weakness was delicious to enjoy when others thought of him as simple. But no, he had gone undetected because he didn’t leave traces not due to some advanced manipulation. Was that his biggest trick? Pretending to be a puppet, bent to the whims of his employer? He didn’t know anymore. By the time she was done, he had already grabbed her hip and pulled her with him. However when they reached the car, the sound of gunfire began to ring out. Instantly, he covered her with his body, showing them his back and opening the door. Biting his lip, he snarled and stepped against her, letting her clutch onto him for support. Leaning to her ear, he bit the lobe and whispered in an oddly attentive manner “I’m aware you hate me. But I love you.” With that, he pushed her into the backseat and hopped into the passenger. With an angry roar, the black equinox roared with it’s custom engine. The car was something he’d always enjoyed, spacious and extremely comfortable. Especially when he was filling up a magazine. Humming, his fingers diligently worked the bullets into the mag. A bucket of bullets and a unloaded AK waiting for him. Turning back, he checked on her quickly before boring into her eyes with his own.

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