renown Trainers : Kristen Jimmy Stewart
codification : MF, nc, assault, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, adhesiveness,

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Robert Pattison was still recovering from the dissolution. Kristen's affair caught him by surprise. What resulted was a mixture of grief and ire. And despite his substantially feat to patch up, the feelings were not going away.
When a friend of a friend suggested a sure place that"fixes these family relationship problems ”, Robert was disbelieving. The stage business card said"Stockholm Industries"and listed a issue. The friend did not give much to a greater extent particular or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an date on the earphone. The altogether matter was very tightlipped."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a look ”.
The power on the business placard was located on the far outskirts of East Los Angeles. No sign was posted above or in battlefront of the door, just an office turn. The inside the government agency Henry M. Robert found 4 clean white walls, uncomplicated desk and electric chair. There was another threshold on the paired side of the office. The occupant of the desk was a field looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading glasses and expanding waistline gave an imprint of a calling billet worker.
"Mr. Pattison, fall in please ”.
Pattison took a seat.
"You may ring me Mr. David Smith. outset things first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and Dagger routine, the services that we offer are very exclusive. You need not only money, but the correct joining, which you obviously do. We are secretive for a understanding. The legality of our services is confutative. But we are very practiced at what we do, and nobody ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Robert replied"I still don't realise how you can avail me. What exactly do you do ? And what does any of this have to do with me ?"
Mr. Smith leaned forward"You are a public fig, Mr. Pattison. Your Recent dissolution with Ms. Kristen James Maitland Stewart is public knowledge. Ms. Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to run on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is behavior alteration. If you choose to engage our services, I can vouch that not only will infidelity no longer be a business concern in your relationship, but Ms. James Maitland Stewart well be a lot more concordant and pleasing to you. There will be no more battle or divergence. Ms. Stewart will obey you in every way potential, especially sexually. She will state to your every desire and will abide genuine to you ”.
"How exactly do you project to attain this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of technique, including bondage, S & M and psychological grooming. What I can undertake is 100 % success charge per unit and that nobody is going to get hurt. However, we have reached the degree of no return. If you agree to use our inspection and repair, I will give you ALL the details. If you choose not to use our services, this conversation is over. You will never hear from us again. If you contact the law or the media, they will line up null but a legitimate insurance bureau. We are good at what we do and we have never had problems. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your answer"?
Pattison hesitated for only a bit :"Tell me more ”.
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The news frenzy that came after her affair was revealed get Kristen Stewart to invalidate several spiritualist appearing. She did not feel like answering any inquiry about the amour or the breakup. In fact she did not finger like doing anything for the eternal rest of the week. She made the telephone call to strike down her fitting and dismissed the staff of her mansion. The solitary thing she would be doing for the side by side 7 day is fucking Rupert Sanders, her new favorite boy toy. Henry M. Robert was fun for a while, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Robert needed to man up and act on.
After putting on her favored top, cheeseparing denim and brushing her retentive reddish brown hair, Kristen made her way toward her bedroom door. A marvelous alien waited for her in the doorway. Kristen was pinned against the bedroom rampart. A knife was pressed to her slender neck opening."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot liquid"said the dissemble interloper. Kristen was frozen in fear. The alien put away the tongue and quickly spun Kristen around, pinning her brass first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The intruder chuckled while tying her wrists behind her"Go ahead and howler, princess, there is nobody here but us ”.
With her hands tightly secured, Kristen was shoved boldness up on top of her bed. The interloper took out more rope and started tying her ankles.
"What do you want from me ? ? ? I have money ! lead my billfold ”. Kristen started pleading
With her ankle joint secured, the alien stood over Kristen, smiling.
"I don't want your money, princess."
"OH, God"Kristen nearly broke into teardrop"please don't assault me !"
Still wearing a grin on his masked facial expression, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's nose and mouth, all while pinning her slender bound form to the bed.
The futile but sexy struggles continued for just a few arcminute. Her middle rolled to the rear of her school principal. Her lids closed and her consistence went limp.
"fountainhead, there goes the fun part"sighed the intruder,"now, where is the brat's cell telephone set ?"


When Kristen woke up, her world was dark and frigidness. The bag was still over her mind. She was laying side down on the floor, her bare teat pressed against the cold concrete. Her stage were free, but her hands were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to move her heading and ringlet on her back, annoyance shot through her prickle and implements of war. She tried to wiggle her finger and realized they were touching higher up spine than they were supposed to. She started to panic and respire faster. She then realized something big and round was stuck in her rima oris.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to hear articulation in the room. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will overleap her for Clarence Shepard Day Jr."said the other, unfamiliar voice
"good, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A twosome of strong helping hand grabbed her by the arm and set her erect, sitting on her knees. The bag was pulled off her fountainhead and Kristen was blinded by the bright lights.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Jimmy Stewart. I know you have a lot of inquiry, but given your quandary, you are not in the position to ask. If we feel generous, we will answer those head in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could muster with a egg gag in her mouth.
"First things first"Said the stranger"You are tied up in a opposite prayer placement. It is designed to not only be painful but to also throttle your drive considerably. So try not to skin if you want to nullify unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may accept also noticed, you are wearing a ball gag. It is not designed to keep you muted, but rather to make you salivate, mostly for humiliation purposes. flavour liberal to yell all you like. Nobody outside these walls can get wind you."
By now Kristen's oculus had adjusted to the light. In front of her stood a man in a ski mask and a short lash in his mitt. The Stranger's voice belonged to him. The plenty of him, his dress and the whiplash sent tremble down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and bound. roach were encircling her torso and breasts.
She then saw the other man. He was slowly circling around the way, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"ROBERT ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her mind. Her MMFFing through the gag was less articulate.
"Since you are a guest,"continued the masked stranger,"there are rules you have to follow, let on them and risk punishment. Rule 1…
Kristen's judgement drowned out the loudspeaker. She was looking instead at Robert. Her head was spinning. What was he doing here ? Why am I tied up ? What do they want from me ?
She screamed at Henry Martyn Robert through her gag, She shot him looks of ira and confusion. Henry Martyn Robert's expression didn't change. The strait of the whip slicing through the air got her attention. The loudspeaker system was standing right in front of her."Do you understand the menage normal"
A look of helpless confusion was all Kristen could manage
The masked man grabbed the bound daughter by the chin and loosened the strap on the ball gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few moment to pitter-patter the gag out.
"Do you understand the principle ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? ROBERT WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The masked man shoved the ball gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one Thomas More time, do you understand the rules ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU motherfucker ! ! ! You adept let me go. citizenry will be looking for me. Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The masked man shoved the ball gag back into the girls sassing, this time tightening the strap.
"Ill subscribe that as a no, Ms. Stewart. Let's clear some thing up. nonentity is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a calendar week. You were sort enough to cancel all of your appointments for the following 7 daylight, so the media won't be looking for you. As for Mr. Sanders, he received a school text shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his identification number. You even issued a statement on your twitter page announcing the termination of your relationship and a very heartfelt apologia to his folk and your fans. In short, nobody will be looking for you for a while. At this meter you are completely at our clemency ”.
"As for the house dominion, it is clear you did not hear them. You broke several of them just now. For that you must be punished. first gear rule is that you will address me as sir and Mr. Pattison as master. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of turn and used clog language ”. The masked man looked up at Henry Martyn Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many transgressions did you numeration, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Robert's answer.
"Then you should dispense with the penalisation ”, said the mask man as he handed Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a chance to object, her pass was forced down on the land. She was still on her knees. With her hands tied and her tail straight up in the air, the girl was the selfsame definition of vulnerability. The number 1 thrash came without warning. The pain across her butt face was sudden and sharp. Kristen let out an agonised and draw out scream.
The stupor was quickly followed by veneration and an impending feeling of doom.
The second strike of the whip was as shocking as the first off. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the amount of nuisance she was in was overwhelming.
The third work stoppage of the whip sent an echo across the small room. The pain similarly echoed from her hind end, through her spine and throughout the eternal sleep of her contorted trunk. Kristen could not think or interpret what was happening to her. Her throat became very tight.
Perhaps it was the sheer helplessness she was experiencing, or the terror that has washed over her. Perhaps it was simply the pain in the neck. Whatever the reason, Kristen was in snag and sobbing uncontrollably by the time the whip struck her defenselessly ass for the 4th clip. sentence seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the floor with no intensity level or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the whip for the 5th prison term.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her bollock gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a quiet reception from behind her. This was the first time that Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Henry M. Robert sat in movement of the trussed up Kristen, grabbing her by the scalp and pulling her up to a sitting position
"WHY ? ? ?"he asked incredulously,"You have betrayed me, Kristen ! You told me you loved me and then you cheated on me ! You have broken my trust ! You have caused me unbelievable pain ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Robert. This was the first off metre she has seen such rage.
The room was once again unsounded. Only two sounds filled the depot room were the small whine and sobs that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Robert let go of Kristen's hair and walked behind her. Kristen heard his bloomers being unzipped. This was her only admonition before she felt Roberts penis thrust inside her. Kristen let out a short yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a cyprian"Robert whispered in her ear"then you will be treated like one.
He grabbed Kristen's hair again. Kristen's back was arched in a painful manner. The web of rophy that surrounded her torso and kept her hands in a turnabout prayer status only made it worse. Henry M. Robert gave his hips one powerful thrust. bother stab through Kristen's scalp, down her spinal column and through her arms. Kristen's let out a pharyngeal consonant scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know zip of painfulness"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Robert's sentences was punctuated by a strong pelvic stab. Each drive brought on more screams. The thigh-slapper seemed to feed Henry Martyn Robert's lecherousness. The stab became more regular and frequent. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in pain. The agonised screams were replaced by desperate, bother filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to anguish alone. She was helpless. The feeling of desperation filled her with panic. She was once again bawling. Her bollock gag prevented her from swallowing. As a result she was drooling uncontrollably. In short-change, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new sense soon washed over her ; arousal. As Robert continued to have sex her, she felt her loins swell."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in suffering. Not only was she bound, helpless and abused, but now her own body started to betray her.
Each thrust sent a wafture through Kristen's consistency. Whether it was one of pain or pleasure, the poor people girl could no longer tell. The warm genius bedcover from her loins to the rest of her physical structure. Her judgement was racing, her sight became cloudy. She was doing everything to forestall the seemingly inevitable climax. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Robert tensed up, gave one final drive, grunted and released his load inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slump over on top of her leap form. She then felt him extract himself from inside her. Her body was still in torture. The pain in the ass was slowly fade and so was the smell of arousal. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Henry Martyn Robert pulled on his pants and started to walk out of the elbow room.
"Make sure she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the door. The mask man took out more rope. One end of the rope was passed through the loop on the roof and attached to a pulley block on the side of the rampart. The masked man used the other end to tie yet another knot behind Kristen's back, adding to the web already holding Kristen's boundary form. Kristen heard the pulley clicking away and found herself being lifted from the floor. As the ropes pulled her higher, she once again felt the pain in the ass in her lower back and shoulders. Kristen struggled to her feet, but her captor continued to pull up on the forget me drug. Soon Kristen was forced to stand on her toes. And still, she was being pulled up higher. When her captor finally stopped pulling up the rope, Kristen could barely impact the background with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her trunk. The painful sensation in her spinal column, arms and shoulder joint was excruciating.
"Try not to locomote, Ms. Stewart"said the disguise man,"movement will only make the pain in the neck worse"
The man walked out of the room. The luminance went off. The sonorous metal door clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the wickedness with nothing but her pain to keep her company. The whimpers and dickhead filled the empty infinite.
"I don't want her hurt permanently"said Robert Pattison. He was watching the monitor. The screenland showed Kristen Stewart hanging in the air. Her breathing was panicked. Her body contorted. Her oculus portrayed express agony.
"This is not the first time I have done this"rebuked Mr. Julia Evelina Smith"I am not in the business of maiming people. When this is done, Ms. Stewart will still be able to function in her normal surround. She will still act, or at least try to. She will still walk the red carpet. She will do all the matter she has done before. The lonesome affair that will change will be her psychology ”.
Robert Pattison still looked skeptical.
"We have begun the outgrowth and I need you to do exactly as I say. Stockholm syndrome is quite easy to bring on if you know the right clitoris to push. Ms. Stewart has to become submissive to you. She has to be pendant on you. You need to score this relationship strictly about wages and punishments. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terms. This is simple-minded mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to larn to depend on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely hungry by now. Bring her food in about an hour. arrive at her earn it ”.
Kristen did not palpate hunger. Her creative thinker was completely concentrated on the pain sensation. She was fighting to keep her consciousness. The painful sensation was overwhelming. She was beginning to lose her battle.
The chamber door opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the light. When she recovered, she saw Robert. The fad in his eyes was gone.
He put the two plates he brought with him on the floor and went over to the block. Kristen's exhausted body was lowered to the ground. Her legs could not hold her weight and collapsed under her. Robert untied the nautical mile responsible for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some food"He said calmly."I will take off your gag. Please stay silent."
The testicle was removed. Her jaw ached, her oral fissure was parched. Robert offered her a glass of water and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be hungry"said Robert in an almost pleasant shade.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. truth was, she was very thirsty. Her breakfast was small and she had nil to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just Scripture, Kristen. Actions speak louder. Show me just how thankful you are"answer Robert.
Kristen looked at him scattered. Robert unzipped his gasp and let his englut penis fall out."No dentition now ”, he warned.
Kristen's centre bulged at the mass of his member. She has never performed a blowjob. The very thought of it disgusted her. Kristen started to stutter and shake her head
"N…N…No…Robert, please d…don't…"
A slap across the boldness startled and shook Kristen. The girl's buttock was stinging from the impact.
"You ungrateful bitch !"Yelled Robert. He shoved the nut gag back into her mouth and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more willing to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the bedroom and closed the room access. Kristen once again found herself in the dark. She was no longer suspended above the floor. As long as she did not shinny against her adherence, she did not feel the infliction. But without the pain, her other senses were once again working. Within 10 minute the superstar of hunger was unendurable. She could grovel ripe following to the food for thought bowlful, but het gag did not let her masticate or unsay. The smell filled her nostrils and made the sensation even more acuate. This was a unlike variety of torture.
The hour seemed almost like an infinity. The door opened once again. Henry Martyn Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's spring form.
"Are you ready to extract your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her head desperately and moaned through the gag. Henry Martyn Robert took his meter undoing the Ball gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the formal gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another slap across the face shut Kristen up.
"You will promise me master, and you will beg me to take into account you to tout me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will feed you. Do you understand ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"Good, now be a expert whore and beg"
A greyback started to form in Kristen's pharynx. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please suck your cock ?"
Robert unzipped his drawers and let his dick hang out. The matter was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this meal, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her human knee toward the waiting Henry Martyn Robert. She kept her eyes on the now bulging member, hesitant to get close to it. The thought of putting that affair in her mouth was almost vomit inducing.
"Perhaps you would care wait another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her top dog toward the penis, hesitating just a little before taking it in her sassing. She encircled the lance with her lips ever so slightly and bobbed her pass up and down.
Henry M. Robert rolled his eye."Don't waste my time, whore. Suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a piddling Thomas More pressure sensation with her brim and licked the bottom of the penis with the tip of her tongue. She wanted naught to do with it and she was determined not to let it contact the interior of her mouth.
Robert lost patience and grabbed the backrest of Kristen's scalp, shoving her head forward and forcing his tool deeply inside Kristen's throat. Kristen gave a frightened yip, then started to struggle against Robert's grip.
"If I feel just one tooth, cyprian, I will whip you raw ! You got that ?"yelled Robert.
Kristen understood and took concern to keep her jaw opened. But she could not help but struggle against Robert's grip. His putz was moving in and out of her pharynx, making it hard to rest. Unfortunately for Kristen, her conflict only seemed to turn Robert on even more. His jab increased in mental quickness.
All Kristen could do was concentrate on her breathing, which became harder and harder.
Robert suddenly tensed up. Kristen knew he had reached his orgasm. Soon after, her mouth was filled with Henry Martyn Robert's hot cum. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's chief so he could look into her eyes. The sperm was starting to drop out of her sass.
"drink it"he demanded,"you will need the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to fuddle up. She swallowed once, but her gag reflex nearly kicked in. she started to cough.
"Don't you dare pitter-patter it out, bitch."Kristen suppressed the urge to befuddle up. It took various more drink. While she managed to keep it down, she could not fudge the expression of disgust that washed over her face. That expression seemed to give Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her hair's-breadth."I guess you earned that repast. Eat up."He kicked the ash gray trough of food in front of her.
He started to take the air out of the room.
"Master…. can you please unbrace my arms"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Henry M. Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that food like the bitch that you are. Do you understand that ?"
Kristen knew considerably than to argue with him.
The Heavy door closed and Kristen was once again alone and in the dark. She was tied up and hunched over on her knee. Eating out of a doggie bowl was yet another humiliation, but one that she was uncoerced to hold out with. She shoved her oral cavity deep in to the roll. By the clip she was done, the bowl was licked unclouded. So was the base where the stray bits of intellectual nourishment fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side of meat. The concrete floor was grueling and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get well-fixed. She has given up struggling and screaming for assist. Even tears were no longer an selection. She curled herself in the fetal office. Her teeth chattered and her body shook from the cold. Eventually debilitation won over and she passed out.
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When the sound of the threshold opening and the bright Inner Light woke her, she did not get laid where she was. She was hoping that the horrors of the night before were just a bad dream. When she managed to spread her middle, she fell into despair once again.
Her body ached all over. Her buttocks cheeks still stung rom the trouncing. Her pussycat felt sore from the violation. She could barely feel her mitt.
Robert and the masked man entered the room.
"Mr. Kate Smith is going to untie you, but only if you promise to comport yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to speak, but found her throat to be completely dry. She nodded her hear instead. Mr. John Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the knots. Robert approached the girlfriend with a bottle of water and some wet wipes.
"You must be thirsty"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her H2O, Henry M. Robert started cleaning her expression with the wipe. Kristen was a mess. Her hair was disheveled, dry crying, spit and bite of food covered her face.
Robert was very placate with her. This was not the Saami man that raped her the night before.
"I never really cared for your makeup or your Goth look, you know"he said casually, brushing her long, reddish brown hairsbreadth,"You are a born mantrap. You should not hide your feature ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the other brake shoe to drop. She tried to look equanimity, but her mind was screaming, panicking.
Mr. David Smith undid her hamper. Kristen was able-bodied to prompt her handwriting for the first time in many hours. She gasped as painfulness shooting through her weapon system. It would rent a while to regain their full mobility.
Mr. Smith turned away from her, putting the forget me drug away in his bag. Soon after, Robert turned away as well, walking over to the scraps and checking his phone.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely exempt. Moreover, the heavy threshold was open and unobstructed. The entirely process took only a few second base, but Kristen decided to stimulate a run for it.
Her legs were sore and dreadful. Her sense of equaliser was off and she was still exhausted from last Nox's ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the door. She stumbled several times before reaching the steps. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the stairs. Her mind was racing. She was afraid to seem back. She just kept on going. After climbing the stair for what seemed like an timeless existence, she reached a room access. She pulled on the handgrip, but the door would not sacrifice. She pounded on the door, she screamed for help, but nada helped. Whatever strength carried her up the stairs was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the doorway and started crying. She hugged her articulatio genus and rocked back and Forth River, not knowing what to do next.
A few hour later she heard the footsteps coming from below. The footsteps were deliberate, lacking urgency or scare. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, intensiveness hidden in that calm voice.
"Henry M. Robert, please. Let's talk about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded slap made her see stars.
"Do you enjoy lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you insist on betraying me at every turn ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her tear flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Robert grabbed a handful of Kristen's hair's-breadth and pulled her to her feet.
"I ask you to behave and you run from me ! ! ! How am I supposed to trust you ?"screamed Robert.
He started dragging her down the stairs by her scalp. Kristen continued to pop off on her own motherfucker, grabbing at the walls to go along her balance.
"You are a traitorous, backstabbing tart. I extended you a little kindness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to believe you ever again ?"
When they reached the bedchamber, Robert threw Kristen on the floor.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the uncontrollable sobs
"Christian Bible, Kristen, just countersign ! Your actions speak otherwise !"spat out Henry M. Robert.
He then addressed to the cloaked man ;"Mr. Smith, the cocotte has betrayed me yet again. She needs her punishment."
MR. Smith nodded and grabbed Kristen by her carpus, forcing them behind Kristen's back. He tied the articulatio radiocarpea together then did the same to her elbows. He then tied a hanker piece of rope to Kristen's wrists and hooked the other end on the ceiling pulley-block. He pulled the forget me drug tight enough to raise the girl's wrists as eminent as her shoulders, but allowed Kristen to stay to stand up straight.
Mr. Smith then brought out a 3 groundwork long metallic element celestial pole with strap attached to each end. The terminal was attached to the mortise joint, leaving Kristen's pegleg bedcover. The ring gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the ensemble. Kristen was once again lost and exposed.
Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the mentum."You have nobody to blame but yourself ”. whip in hired hand, he took a swing music at Kristen's trunk. Kristen let out an agonized shriek. A big red wheal started to appear across her stomach. Another golf shot of the whip, another gimcrack shriek, another red welt. Kristen was quickly brought to tears. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 whiplash across the abdomen, Henry Martyn Robert walked behind the girl and started whipping her book binding. More call followed.
"The first 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in nominal head of Kristen once more. His next swing was aimed squarely at her breasts. The hurting was so intense, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The next 10 are for trying to hightail it ”. The whip continued to desolate Kristen's breasts, especially her now ultra-sensitive tit. By the time the 20th blow landed, Kristen was in utter hysterics.
"Now, for the fun part"said Robert
With that he took out two clamps. He attached weights to them. Each weight was the size of a golf ball and librate thrice as much. He pulled and flicked Kristen's mammilla to stimulate them. Kristen let out a gimcrack squeals. When the tit clamps were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's moan grew louder."Remember,"said Henry Martyn Robert,"natural action have consequences ”.
He waked behind the trussed up fille. A quick unzipping sound and she was skewered by Henry M. Robert's penis.
His thrusts were short and quick. The undulation of delight pulsed from her pussy to the rest of her body. Meanwhile the astute pain from the nipple clinch radiated through her chest. The salmagundi of annoyance and joy confused Kristen and sent her trunk reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not empathize how she was getting off from rape, but it was the reality. The pathetic girlfriend tried to suppress the orgasm but nothing worked. Her breather became sponsor and shoal. Her organic structure started to go into turmoil. effort rolled down her bound limbs.
She was nearing press release and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her head. Nothing worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic riot. Soon after she heard Henry Martyn Robert's pleasurable scream. For a while the room was filled with sounds of large breathing. Then Robert stood in front of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juices and spermatozoon.
"Time to clean it off"he said before sticking his shaft in her lip. The ring gag made it unimaginable to travel her jaw and difficult to swallow.
"Lick it off, Bitch"Robert said as he inserted his penis deeper into her oral cavity. Kristen did her best to work it, but the guck just stayed in her mouth.
It took half an hour to lick it off completely. Henry Martyn Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whip. He brushed it up against Kristen's face. A sadistic feeling washed over his nerve.
"Now, lets talk about that orgasm. You did stimulate one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her brain.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to throw one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her head teacher, her body starting to tremble.
"You do not piss, you do not grass, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Robert walked around Kristen's spring frame. Whipped her 5 times, whip coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her breath and tried not to scream.
"Now, you will stand there for a patch and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to pass out or fall asleep. You will dislocate your shoulder joint if you do."said Robert as he walked out of the room. The labored door slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the darkness. She hated the shadow. There was nada but pain in the dark. The nipple clamps still tugged at her sore nipples. The band gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the gustation of her own vaginal juices in her sass. She did not want to be this way anymore. She did not require to be whipped anymore. She swore to herself she would never disobey Robert again.


She had no idea how prospicient it took for Robert to do back. When he did, he brought food and water with him.
"wealthy person you learned your lesson, Kristen ?"
Kristen shook her foreland affirmatively.
"Are you ever going to lie to me or disobey me again ?
Kristen shook her forefront no.
"That's my lady friend"said Henry Martyn Robert, petting her on the back of her head and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the ring gag. Kristen managed to figure out her dehydrated lips. He untied her wrists from the ceiling rope and undid the straps separating her ankles. Kristen collapsed on the floor. She licked dry brim.
She did not need any reminder to know what to do next.
"Thank you… Master. May I …please breastfeed your cock"
Robert smiled and took off his bloomers. Kristen knew what to do. She took his air sock in her oral fissure like an ice emollient cone. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her brim. She swallowed it as far as her throat would let.
When she felt the hawkshaw starting time to pulse, she redoubled her efforts. And when the hot cum exploded in her mouth, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the juices, licking Robert's ray of light clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Henry M. Robert was yarn-dye.
He went back up the step and came down with a blanket.
"This is for being a dependable little girl. Now, Eat. We have a prospicient day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that plate clean. She then laid down on the blanket. Her wrists and shoulder joint were still tied behind her. But she was getting used to that. Just yesterday she would have been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to defy. She has given up trying to contend. to the highest degree of all, she was earnestly afraid of disappointing Robert.
She fell asleep on the blanket
The flickering lights woke Kristen up. Her torso ached all over. Her labia, her butt buttock and her breasts all stung from the day before. Still, her heart fluttered when she saw Robert walk into the room. She was determined to obey him this sentence. Whether it was out of veneration or genuine affection, she did not know. Much like her reaction to pleasure and ail in the in conclusion 2 days, this one was not easily explainable.
Robert started to clean her brass and sweep her hair while Mr. Captain John Smith untied her wrists and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May please I suck your putz now ?"Kristen's response was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, sweetie"said Robert. His tone was settle down and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, passe-partout"Kristen responded. Was it admittedly ? Did she mean it ? Kristen was not for sure what to think.
"And you would do anything to evidence it, wouldn't you ?"Robert continued
"Yes, lord"
"I will do things to you today, Some of them painful. I want you to acknowledge that I am not punishing you. I am simply seeing if you love me. I love you Kristen. I don't like to hurt you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes Master"She did not lie with what to believe anymore.
Henry Martyn Robert took out a span of handcuffs and secured Kristen's handwriting behind her back."Good, now, sop up my cock."
Kristen did not need to be told twice. She lunged at the prolonged and took it in her mouth. She bobbed her back and forth, up and down and side to side. Her glossa licked and caressed every in of that penis. She sucked up the pre semen juices. When the Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her lips.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you need me to do ?"
Robert did not skip a beat."Suck my balls, slave"
Kristen complied without question. Taking the sack in her oral cavity, she proceeded to rub down it with her tongue and back talk. She sucked the orchis clean, filling her mouth with their salty taste. This was just to avoid penalization, she told herself. But somewhere recondite inside she began to like these foul biz.
"goodness girl."Robert decided this was enough pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her base. It was then that the girl noticed a long roofy running across the way. gnarl were tied all along the length of the rope. Rope was set about waistline mellow.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her head. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Smith to get Kristen ready. Mr. Smith took out a ball gag, nipple clamp and 2 hardening of system of weights. He put on the gag and clipped the weights to Kristen's nipples. He then directed Kristen toward the rophy. He helped her swing one of her legs over the Mexican valium. He then made certain that Kristen's snatch lips were hugging the rope.
Henry Martyn Robert stood on the other face of the rope.
"This is a trust example, Kristen. You will take the air toward me, when you reach me, I'll take on off a patch of gear. set off when you are prepare ”.
Kristen felt the pain in the neck as soon as she started moving. She had to stand on her toes to keep the Mexican valium from digging in too recondite, but that did not help much. The rope was still rubbing up against her pussy.
"Don't go too fast. I don't want you to burn yourself"warned Robert.
expiration fast was the last affair Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the first knot. Kristen could not help but let out an agonise scream. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the rope was digging in to her snatch. She had to storm her kitty-cat over the air mile, clenching her jaw in the procedure. 10 inch further down the rope she had to subdue another knot. By the time she reached Henry Martyn Robert, Kristen was ready to cry.
Henry Martyn Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her articulatio humeri, kissing her on the forehead and taking off her ball gag."Very beneficial. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll start to take off the weights on the mamilla clams ”.
Kristen was ready to ease up up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Henry M. Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine commitment to her captor ? She did not jazz.
Kristen struggled over every knot, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her consciousness from the pain on a few social occasion. But she completed the cycle not once, but four more metre. When Robert finally took her off the rope, she cried tear of joy.
"Thank you, master"she said as Robert
"On your knees"commanded Robert.
He sat behind the keeling Kristen and pulled out a vibrator. Kristen gasped at the sight of the instrument but said nothing.
"Do you desire it, slave ? Do you want me to get you off ?
Christian Bible came out o her mouth before Kristen could even think them"Yes master"
"Then you have to take in it. make believe your custody useful"
Kristen's workforce were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Robert twisted one of her tits with his impregnable fingers."stupe girl, you should know what I want !"
Using the other hand he directed Kristen's spring hands toward his bulging member. His pants were still on.
"slash it, you little whore ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his gormandise member underneath his gasp
"goooooood"he said"now you get a reward. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's pussy, shoved it in and turned it on.
undulation of pleasure started to ripple from her crotch to the rest of her consistency. Kristen let out small groan of pleasure.
"You like that, you little filth ?"asked Robert.
"yessss original"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to crunch against the vibrator. Her hands were still meddling rubbing his dick.
"Is it as good as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Robert. Caught off guard, Kristen stiffened. The grinding stopped. She held her breath.

Another tight squeeze and drag on her teat elicited and gimcrack gasp.
"fountainhead, was it, you little whore ?"Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The bridge player that molested the nipple let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's hair, pulling her head back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to mewl
"Now answer again, did you delight this as much when Rupert did this ?"Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely confused about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's pussy
Kristen, still on guard, let out a humble moan. She continued to rub Henry M. Robert's penis with her hands
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you cheat on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know master"
A painful emergency of her teat made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little whore"Henry M. Robert whispered in the little girl's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"Good, Kristen, good. You are finally being fair with me."
Henry Martyn Robert continued to stimulate Kristen's sex. She was getting Thomas More and more come alive. Her respiration started to get heavier. She started to sweat. The most storm thing for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new ass toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes master key ”. Her heart rate was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to spread through her body. Her breathing was becoming to a greater extent and more vivid. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and more excitation. The Saame ardor drove Kristen to rub Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you know what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, schoolmaster"
Robert Twisted her nipple. Kristen moaned
"You are smarter than that, Kristen."He hissed in her capitulum,"Try again"
"A beguiler, master !"
"NO ! Try again !"Robert twisted her nipple one to a greater extent time. Kristen threw her point back, repressing a shriek. It was still painful. But was she starting to like it ?
"A cyprian, passe-partout !"Kristen was moaning. Her let down jaw became sozzled. Rubbing herself ever harder against Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, master key ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Robert's mitt that was rubbing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Robert stood in front of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her bosom were rising up and down dramatically. A expression of surprise, thwarting and disappointment washed over her side."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the the true shall set you free"said Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a working girl, Kristen."
"Yes, master"Kristen looked down, averting Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating woman of the street like you ?"Robert continued
Another grayback started creeping into Kristen's throat. Words came out like a flood."Punish me, master. Spank me, whip me, do anything you want with me, passkey ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty whore, I deserve punishment !"
Henry Martyn Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her haircloth, pulled her to her feet and shoved her against the rampart.
"STAND STILL !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in fear. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the rampart. Robert swung the whip and landed a vicious bump against Kristen's knocker. Kristen opened her mouthpiece to scream, but stifled it in the last moment. She bent her knees from the pain, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Henry Martyn Robert was readying another severe reverse. Kristen looked away and shut her eyes, holding her breath and anticipating another setback. The coke came, even more dreadful than the commencement. Her frame bent grass, and an agonize shriek escaped her backtalk. Red welts started to seem on her breasts. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 Thomas More blows came. Kristen suppressed her urge to shout, only occasionally letting out a whimper. Despite the pain, her nipples were erect and her slit was wet.
Robert threw down the whiplash and walked over Kristen. He stood over her trembling form. Kristen looked away, not wanting to run into Henry Martyn Robert's gaze. Robert grabbed a handful of her rightfulness titty and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's fingers slid down to her nipple. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the exposed mammary. Kristen let out a moan. Her breasts were sore from the whipping. Her cutis seemed like it was on fire.
"Would you like me to block ?"Henry M. Robert asked gently
"No, overlord"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Henry Martyn Robert grabbed the other titty, squeezing it in a exchangeable mode. This time he bent down, took the mamilla in the mouth and started licking the sore nipple. Another moan escaped Kristen's oral fissure. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not have the will to agitate it. Henry M. Robert bit down on the nipple. Kristen screamed. Her breath was ragged.
"Do you want me to stop ?"
"No, skipper"
Robert eventually lost interest in her breasts. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front of Kristen's pussy.
"bedspread your legs"
Kristen complied without question. She realized just how exposed she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Henry M. Robert extended his middle digit and thrust it inside Kristen. Kristen's body shuddered. Robert continued to force, first slowly, then with increasing speed. It did not take long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out tenacious titillating moans. She breathed heavily from her mouth. She got up on her toes, prepare to lose control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM sea captain ! ! !"she screamed.
Robert quickly took his digit out of her pussy. Breathing raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a look of not bad frustration, but thought sound about saying anything. Robert only showed her his center finger, one used to bring her so agonizingly close to an orgasm.
"Lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the finger, as if she would a member. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Henry Martyn Robert took off his pant. He grabbed Kristen's throat and squeezed. Kristen could not breathe. Pinning her to the paries, he thrust his dick deep in her vagina. Kristen would have screamed, had she been able to breathe. Henry Martyn Robert lifted Kristen off the ground with the potent thrusts of his rosehip. One, two, three unassailable, turn over thrusts was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, shock and pleasure shooting through their dead body. Robert let go of Kristen's pharynx. The rush of origin back into her brain only doubled the orgasmic sensation. Kristen took a cryptical breath and let out a several long, erotic groan. Her torso went limp from the pleasurable rush. Kristen's juices rand down her leg and second joint. It took her almost 30 seconds to pop breathing normally. She was exhausted. Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the inadequate daughter over to her blanket and laying her down on it.
All Kristen could do was bet at him. She was still breathing heavily, an occasional groan escaping her pharynx. She was laying limp on the story, strands of haircloth obscuring her nerve. Her small, round breasts were rising and falling quickly.
Henry Martyn Robert was done as well. He turned toward the door, picking up pieces of gear on the way out.
"Master, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few time of day. Get some rest"
"Master, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to apologize !"
Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprise in his voice.
"I am sorry I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so honest to me. You were the arrant beau. I just knew that you were going to suggest to me…"
Robert could see that Kristen was becoming more and more emotional. Every prison term was filled with more than and more than hysterics. She was getting to the brink of crying. He walked back and knelt beside her.
"… I loved you with all my pump. But I was scared that my life was ending. I wanted to be wild and spare. When Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
weeping started to appear in her centre.
"I just wanted to be bad and risque. Oh, GOD, Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to hurt you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced Word. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am dreary ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, Master, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Robert took her head in his arms and kissed her on the forehead"
"Kristen, do you love me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer speech than these."Yes maestro, with all my heart ”.
"Then you will wait for me here. Do you see ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her font."Yes, master ”.
As the heavy door closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the dark. She hated the night. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted zippo more than to be with her lord. She fell asleep, crying. Her sobs eventually melted away into deep sleep.
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"She woke up to the familiar spirit sound of the curtain raising room access. Henry M. Robert entered the room. Her hear fluttered. She even allowed herself a grin.
Henry M. Robert went through his normal routine without saying a work. He brushed her hair and wiped her nude consistency down with wet cloths. Kristen was trying to seem into his center, to determine a cue to his mood. She found nothing.
She was even Thomas More stupefy when, upon finishing the hygienics routine, Robert produced a small key and unlocked her handcuffs. Kristen rubbed her sore wrists, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some wearing apparel in battlefront of her."Put these on and fulfill me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the penny-pinching dungaree. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her dwelling. I seemed like an eternity ago. In another life, perhaps.
Henry Martyn Robert disappeared up the stairs. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The dress felt alien to her. So was the smell of ambulating under her own tycoon. She went through the heavy door way and up the step. She reached the second door, one that kept her from escaping. This clock time the door was receptive wide. She climbed some more stairs and reached the top. She saw Henry Martyn Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with Methedrine."Is that the rope maestro ?"she thought.
"I am almost done slave. Sit by me"Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now remember, the process is not complete"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens nightlong, but you seemed to bear progressed very well. observe my instructions to the letter and continue with the exercises…"
While the two men conversed, Kristen looked around. She saw what looked like a summation street through a tinted window. She has not seen the outside world for days. Already it seemed alien to her.
Robert shook the man's hand and turned his regard to Kristen.
"cum, slave. We have a lot to lecture about"
"Yes, master ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one survive favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am cognizant that you run in the same circles as one Michael Bay. If you could give him my bill of fare and tell apart him that I could puzzle out his Megan Fox problem, I would be very much obliged."
A calendar week later the Hollywood media broke the story :"Kristen Dugald Stewart and Henry Martyn Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an audience.
Mr. Smith saw a associate grimace on TV and turned up the bulk"I was stupid and selfish. I made a vast misapprehension. Henry M. Robert was kind enough to make me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The media hailed it as a story of redemption, of erotic love surviving the ultimate run. Only a take aim eye could see the on-key story : Ms. Stewart's posture when she sat next to Mr. Pattison, the submissive manner in which she addressed him on television camera, the quick looks she gave Henry Martyn Robert while silently seeking permission to speak to the interviewer. Kristen Stewart, the Hollywood bad young lady, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The sound rang ;"capital of Sweden industriousness, Smith speaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's skillful to peach to you. for sure, encounter on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until succeeding time… .