Celebrity flight simulator : Kristen Dugald Stewart
Codes : MF, nc, rape, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, bond,

Disclaimer : This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. This story does not advocate violence against womanhood. If you have any suggestion for this or any other future level, please email me. Don't forget to neuter and neuter your deary. Hope you enjoy the story.
Story :
Henry Martyn Robert Pattison was still recovering from the breakup. Kristen's affair caught him by surprise. What resulted was a mixture of heartache and anger. And despite his best efforts to reconcile, the feelings were not going away.
When a friend of a admirer suggested a sealed seat that"fix these relationship job ”, Robert was sceptical. The stage business identity card said"capital of Sweden Industries"and listed a number. The friend did not fall in much to a greater extent detail or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an appointment on the earpiece. The wholly affair was very secretive."Still ”, thought Henry M. Robert,"it's worth a feeling ”.
The office on the business calling card was located on the far outskirts of East Los Angeles. No signal was posted above or in figurehead of the doorway, just an office number. The inside the office Robert found 4 blank White person bulwark, unproblematic desk and professorship. There was another doorway on the opposite face of the role. The occupant of the desk was a plain looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading spyglass and expanding waistline gave an impression of a career function worker.
"Mr. Pattison, derive in please ”.
Pattison took a hindquarters.
"You may call me Mr. Adam Smith. First things first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and sticker number, the religious service that we offer are very exclusive. You need not only money, but the right connections, which you obviously do. We are closemouthed for a reason. The legality of our overhaul is questionable. But we are very good at what we do, and nobody ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Robert replied"I still don't empathise how you can assist me. What exactly do you do ? And what does any of this have to do with me ?"
Mr. David Roland Smith leaned forward"You are a public pattern, Mr. Pattison. Your recent separation with Ms. Kristen Dugald Stewart is populace knowledge. Ms. Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to affect on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is demeanour modification. If you choose to employ our services, I can assure that not only will infidelity no longer be a concern in your relationship, but Ms. Jimmy Stewart well be a lot more accordant and pleasing to you. There will be no more fight or variance. Ms. James Maitland Stewart will obey you in every way potential, especially sexually. She will bow to your every desire and will ride out true to you ”.
"How exactly do you project to achieve this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of techniques, including bondage, S & M and psychological training. What I can guarantee is 100 % success rate and that cipher is going to get hurt. However, we have reached the pointedness of no retort. If you agree to use our Robert William Service, I will give you ALL the details. If you choose not to use our help, this conversation is over. You will never learn from us again. If you contact the police or the sensitive, they will find cipher but a legitimate indemnity government agency. We are good at what we do and we have never had trouble. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your reply"?
Pattison hesitated for only a moment :"Tell me more ”.
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The word frenzy that came after her affair was revealed caused Kristen Stewart to scrub respective sensitive appearances. She did not feel like answering any questions about the affair or the detachment. In fact she did not sense like doing anything for the ease of the week. She made the calls to strike down her appointments and dismissed the staff of her sign. The only affair she would be doing for the next 7 days is fucking Rupert Sanders, her new favorite boy toy. Henry Martyn Robert was fun for a spell, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Robert needed to man up and move on.
After putting on her favorite top, skinny jeans and brushing her farsighted reddish brown hair, Kristen made her way toward her sleeping accommodation door. A tall unknown waited for her in the doorway. Kristen was pinned against the bedroom wall. A knife was pressed to her slender neck."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot smoother"said the block out intruder. Kristen was frozen in awe. The stranger put away the knife and quickly whirl Kristen around, pinning her face first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The interloper chuckled while tying her wrist joint behind her"Go ahead and scream, princess, there is nobody here but us ”.
With her hired man tightly secured, Kristen was shoved font up on top of her bed. The intruder took out more R-2 and started tying her ankles.
"What do you want from me ? ? ? I have money ! ingest my wallet ”. Kristen started pleading
With her ankles secured, the stranger stood over Kristen, smiling.
"I don't want your money, princess."
"OH, God"Kristen nearly broke into rent"please don't rape me !"
Still wearing a smile on his masked cheek, the interloper took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's wind and mouth, all while pinning her slender limit pattern to the bed.
The futile but sexy struggles continued for just a few minutes. Her middle rolled to the cover of her principal. Her chapeau closed and her organic structure went limp.
"Well, there goes the fun part"sighed the trespasser,"now, where is the brat's cadre phone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her human race was dark and coldness. The bag was still over her head. She was laying typeface down on the floor, her bare tit pressed against the cold concrete. Her peg were innocent, but her manus were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to go her head and bun on her back, annoyance shooter through her spine and limb. She tried to jiggle her fingers and realized they were touching in high spirits up spine than they were supposed to. She started to panic and breathe faster. She then realized something big and one shot was stuck in her mouth.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to find out voice in the room. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will miss her for sidereal day"said the former, unfamiliar voice
"just, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A yoke of secure manpower grabbed her by the sleeve and set her upright, sitting on her articulatio genus. The bag was pulled off her head and Kristen was blinded by the brilliant lights.
"trade good afternoon, Ms. James Maitland Stewart. I know you have a lot of query, but given your quandary, you are not in the status to ask. If we feel generous, we will answer those query in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could muster with a ball gag in her mouth.
"number one matter first"Said the stranger"You are tied up in a turnabout supplicant position. It is designed to not only be painful but to also limit your motion considerably. So try not to struggle if you want to avoid unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may give also noticed, you are wearing a nut gag. It is not designed to maintain you quiet, but rather to make you salivate, mostly for mortification purposes. tactile property exempt to scream all you like. cipher outside these paries can get word you."
By now Kristen's optic had adjusted to the brightness level. In strawman of her stood a man in a ski mask and a short whiplash in his hand. The alien's vox belonged to him. The sight of him, his clothes and the whip sent shiver down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and bound. roofy were encircling her torso and breasts.
She then saw the other man. He was slowly circling around the room, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"Henry M. Robert ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her creative thinker. Her MMFFing through the gag was less articulate.
"Since you are a guest,"continued the disguise stranger,"there are rules you have to follow, crack them and risk punishment. Rule 1…
Kristen's mind drowned out the speaker. She was looking instead at Henry Martyn Robert. Her head was spinning. What was he doing here ? Why am I tied up ? What do they want from me ?
She screamed at Robert through her gag, She shot him looks of anger and mental confusion. Robert's expression didn't change. The audio of the lash slicing through the air got her attention. The speaker was standing right in front of her."Do you understand the sign of the zodiac prescript"
A look of helpless confusion was all Kristen could manage
The dissemble man grabbed the saltation lady friend by the Kuki and loosened the shoulder strap on the ball gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few s to spit the gag out.
"Do you understand the convention ?"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 more time, do you understand the rules ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU BASTARD ! ! ! You better let me go. the great unwashed will be looking for me. Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The masked man shoved the musket ball gag back into the girls mouth, this time tightening the strap.
"Ill take that as a no, Ms. Stewart. Let's clear some thing up. cipher is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a hebdomad. You were variety plenty to strike down all of your fitting for the next 7 days, so the media won't be looking for you. As for Mr. sander, he received a text shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his number. You even issued a financial statement on your chirrup page announcing the termination of your relationship and a very heartfelt apology to his kin and your fan. In short, nonentity will be looking for you for a while. At this meter you are completely at our clemency ”.
"As for the mansion rules, it is earn you did not hear them. You broke respective of them just now. For that you must be punished. beginning 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 marked-up language ”. The masked man looked up at Henry M. Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many transgression did you count, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Henry M. Robert's answer.
"Then you should dispense with the punishment ”, said the disguise man as he handed Henry Martyn Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a chance to object, her chief was forced down on the ground. She was still on her knee joint. With her bridge player tied and her stub straight up in the air, the missy was the very definition of vulnerability. The first thrash came without warning. The botheration across her stern face was sudden and sharp. Kristen let out an agonized and prolonged scream.
The shock was quickly followed by fearfulness and an impend feeling of doom.
The second strike of the whip was as shocking as the first. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the quantity of pain she was in was overwhelming.
The third strike of the whip sent an echo across the small elbow room. The pain sensation similarly echoed from her stern, through her acantha and throughout the sleep of her wring body. Kristen could not think or understand what was happening to her. Her throat became very tight.
Perhaps it was the sheer impuissance she was experiencing, or the panic that has washed over her. Perhaps it was simply the pain in the neck. Whatever the reason, Kristen was in tears and sobbing uncontrollably by the time the whip struck her defenseless ass for the 4th clock time. sentence seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the storey with no strength or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the whip for the 5th meter.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her ball gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a repose answer from behind her. This was the first sentence that Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Henry Martyn Robert sat in battlefront of the trussed up Kristen, grabbing her by the scalp and pulling her up to a sitting stance
"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 incredible hurting ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Henry Martyn Robert. This was the outset time she has seen such rage.
The room was once again mum. Only two auditory sensation filled the storage room were the small whimpers and sobs that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Robert let go of Kristen's hair and walked behind her. Kristen heard his pants being unzipped. This was her only warning before she felt Roberts penis driving force inside her. Kristen let out a short yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a bawd"Robert whispered in her ear"then you will be treated like one.
He grabbed Kristen's pilus again. Kristen's back was arched in a awful personal manner. The web of rophy that surrounded her trunk and kept her hands in a turnabout prayer position only made it worse. Robert gave his rosehip one herculean push. Pain shot through Kristen's scalp, down her spine and through her implements of war. Kristen's let out a pharyngeal scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know nothing of pain"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Henry Martyn Robert's time was punctuated by a strong pelvic thrust. Each stab brought on more screams. The screams seemed to give Robert's lust. The thrusts became more steady and frequent. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in botheration. The agonized screams were replaced by desperate, pain filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to pain alone. She was helpless. The feel of desperation filled her with panic. She was once again bawling. Her ball gag prevented her from swallowing. As a result she was drooling uncontrollably. In short, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new sensation soon washed over her ; foreplay. As Robert continued to make out her, she felt her loins gallant."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in excruciation. Not only was she bound, helpless and abused, but now her own body started to betray her.
Each thrust sent a waving through Kristen's physical structure. Whether it was one of pain or joy, the poor girl could no longer distinguish. The warm wizard spread from her lumbus to the rest period of her body. Her judgment was racing, her peck became cloudy. She was doing everything to preclude the seemingly inevitable culmination. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Henry Martyn Robert tensed up, gave one final jab, grunted and released his burden inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slack over on top of her leaping form. She then felt him extract himself from inside her. Her consistency was still in torture. The pain was slowly pass and so was the feeling of arousal. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Robert pulled on his knickers and started to walk out of the room.
"brand indisputable she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the door. The masked man took out more rope. One end of the rope was passed through the loop on the ceiling and attached to a pulley on the face of the wall. The cloaked man used the early end to tie yet another knot behind Kristen's back, adding to the web already holding Kristen's bound anatomy. Kristen heard the pulley-block clicking away and found herself being lifted from the story. As the R-2 pulled her higher, she once again felt the painfulness in her lower berth rachis and shoulders. Kristen struggled to her base, but her captor continued to pull in up on the rope. Soon Kristen was forced to stand on her toes. And still, she was being pulled up higher. When her capturer finally stopped pulling up the R-2, Kristen could barely touch the reason with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her trunk. The pain in her back, weapons system and shoulder was excruciating.
"Try not to travel, Ms. Stewart"said the block out man,"campaign will only make the pain worse"
The man walked out of the elbow room. The lights went off. The heavy alloy door clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the wickedness with nothing but her pain to keep her troupe. The whimpers and shit filled the empty space.
"I don't want her hurt permanently"said Robert Pattison. He was watching the admonisher. The screen showed Kristen Jimmy Stewart hanging in the air. Her breathing was panicked. Her physical structure contorted. Her eyes portrayed utter agony.
"This is not the first fourth dimension I have done this"rebuked Mr. Smith"I am not in the business of maiming citizenry. When this is done, Ms. Stewart will still be able to function in her rule surroundings. She will still act, or at least try to. She will still walk the red carpet. She will do all the things she has done before. The sole thing that will change will be her psychology ”.
Henry Martyn Robert Pattison still looked skeptical.
"We have begun the summons and I need you to do exactly as I say. Stockholm syndrome is quite easy to bring on if you know the right push to bear on. Ms. Stewart has to become submissive to you. She has to be subject on you. You need to make this kinship strictly about reward and punishments. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terminal figure. This is round-eyed mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to learn to depend on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely thirsty by now. Bring her food in about an minute. cause her earn it ”.
Kristen did not feel hunger. Her mind was completely concentrated on the painfulness. She was fighting to save her consciousness. The pain was overwhelming. She was beginning to fall back her battle.
The chamber doorway opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the spark. When she recovered, she saw Robert. The rage in his eyes was gone.
He put the two plates he brought with him on the storey and went over to the pulley-block. Kristen's exhausted eubstance was lowered to the ground. Her legs could not nurse 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 remove off your gag. Please stay silent."
The ball was removed. Her jaw ached, her rima oris was parched. Robert offered her a methamphetamine of piddle and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be hungry"said Robert in an almost pleasant look.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. Truth was, she was very thirsty. Her breakfast was small and she had nix to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just words, Kristen. Actions verbalise louder. Show me just how grateful you are"answer Robert.
Kristen looked at him confused. Henry M. Robert unzipped his drawers and let his engorged penis downfall out."No teeth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's eyes bulged at the plenty of his fellow member. She has never performed a blowjob. The very persuasion of it disgusted her. Kristen started to stammer and shake her headspring
"N…N…No…Robert, please d…don't…"
A slap across the cheek startled and shook Kristen. The girl's cheek was stinging from the impact.
"You ungrateful bitch !"Yelled Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her mouth and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more willing to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the chamber and closed the door. Kristen once again found herself in the dark. She was no longer suspended above the floor. As long as she did not sputter against her Bond, she did not sense the nuisance. But without the nuisance, her other senses were once again working. Within 10 minutes the sensation of thirstiness was unbearable. She could grovel properly next to the food stadium, but het gag did not let her manducate or swallow. The smell filled her nostrils and made the sensation even more needlelike. This was a different kind of torture.
The 60 minutes seemed almost like an eternity. The threshold opened once again. Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's bound form.
"Are you ready to express your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her head desperately and moaned through the gag. Henry Martyn Robert took his fourth dimension undoing the ball gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the ball gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another smack across the face shut Kristen up.
"You will foretell me passkey, and you will beg me to earmark you to mishandle me !"Yelled Henry M. Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will prey you. Do you understand ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"commodity, now be a practiced whore and beg"
A knot started to forge in Kristen's throat. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please suckle your putz ?"
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 articulatio genus toward the waiting Robert. She kept her middle on the now bulging member, hesitant to get close to it. The cerebration of putting that thing in her mouth was almost vomit inducing.
"Perhaps you would like wait another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her headland toward the penis, hesitating just a picayune before taking it in her sassing. She encircled the beam of light with her mouth ever so slightly and bobbed her head up and down.
Robert rolled his eyes."Don't wastefulness my prison term, whore. Suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a little more pressure with her lips and licked the bottom of the penis with the tip of her tongue. She wanted cipher to do with it and she was determined not to let it tinge the inside of her mouth.
Henry M. Robert lost patience and grabbed the back of Kristen's scalp, shoving her forefront forward and forcing his cock oceanic abyss inside Kristen's throat. Kristen gave a frightened yelping, then started to struggle against Henry M. Robert's hold.
"If I feel just one tooth, prostitute, I will rack up you raw ! You got that ?"cry Robert.
Kristen understood and took care to proceed her jaw opened. But she could not help but sputter against Henry M. Robert's grip. His shaft was moving in and out of her pharynx, making it hard to catch one's breath. Unfortunately for Kristen, her struggle only seemed to ferment Robert on even more. His thrusts increased in 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 M. Robert's hot cum. Henry M. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's head so he could look into her eyes. The sperm was starting to drop out of her mouth.
"drink it"he demanded,"you will need the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to throw up. She swallowed once, but her gag reflex nearly kicked in. she started to cough.
"Don't you dare spit it out, bitch."Kristen suppressed the urge to bewilder up. It took several more drink. While she managed to hold open it down, she could not fake the expression of disgust that washed over her face. That reflexion seemed to give Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her hair."I guess you earned that meal. Eat up."He kicked the silver gray bowl of food in front of her.
He started to walk out of the room.
"Master…. can you please untie my subdivision"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that food like the beef that you are. Do you empathize that ?"
Kristen knew ripe than to reason with him.
The Heavy room access closed and Kristen was once again alone and in the dark. She was tied up and hunched over on her knees. Eating out of a pooch sports stadium was yet another humiliation, but one that she was will to live on with. She shoved her mouth late in to the roll. By the time she was done, the bowl was licked uninfected. So was the level where the stray piece of solid food fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side. The concrete trading floor was grueling and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get well-fixed. She has given up struggling and screaming for avail. Even tears were no longer an alternative. She curled herself in the fetal office. Her dentition chattered and her consistence shook from the cold. Eventually exhaustion won over and she passed out.
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When the phone of the room access opening and the bright visible radiation woke her, she did not know where she was. She was hoping that the horrors of the night before were just a bad dream. When she managed to open her eyes, she fell into despair once again.
Her body ached all over. Her butt cheeks still stung rom the whipstitch. Her pussy felt sore from the rape. She could barely find her hands.
Robert and the dissemble man entered the room.
"Mr. Smith is going to untie you, but only if you promise to acquit yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to verbalise, but found her throat to be completely dry. She nodded her take heed instead. Mr. Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the knots. Henry Martyn Robert approached the girl with a bottle of piddle and some wet wipes.
"You must be hungry"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her water system, Robert started cleaning her cheek with the wipes. Kristen was a mess. Her pilus was disheveled, dried split, saliva and bits of food covered her face.
Henry Martyn Robert was very gentle with her. This was not the same man that raped her the night before.
"I never really cared for your makeup or your Goth feeling, you know"he said casually, brushing her yearn, reddish brown haircloth,"You are a natural beauty. You should not obliterate your feature of speech ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the other shoe to driblet. She tried to depend calm, but her mind was screaming, panicking.
Mr. Bessie Smith undid her adhesion. Kristen was capable to impress her hands for the first metre in many hour. She gasped as pain shot through her arms. It would take a spell to regain their full mobility.
Mr. Ian Douglas Smith turned away from her, putting the Mexican valium away in his bag. Soon after, Robert turned away as well, walking over to the garbage and checking his phone.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely free. Moreover, the heavy door was open and unobstructed. The whole process took only a few seconds, but Kristen decided to make a run for it.
Her legs were sore and painful. Her mother wit of proportion was off and she was still exhausted from finale night's trial by ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the door. She stumbled several times before reaching the stairs. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the stairs. Her judgement was racing. She was afraid to look back. She just kept on going. After climbing the stairs for what seemed like an eternity, she reached a door. She pulled on the handle, but the door would not give. She pounded on the door, she screamed for help, but nothing helped. Whatever force carried her up the steps was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the doorway and started crying. She hugged her knees and rocked back and forth, not knowing what to do next.
A few minutes later she heard the footstep coming from below. The footsteps were calculated, lacking urgency or affright. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, intensity hidden in that steady voice.
"Robert, please. Let's lecture about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded slap made her see stars.
"Do you bask lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you insist on betraying me at every turn ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her tears flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Henry M. Robert grabbed a handful of Kristen's hair 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 step by her scalp. Kristen continued to choke on her own dickhead, grabbing at the rampart to keep her balance.
"You are a traitorous, backstabbing whore. I extended you a slight kindness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to trust you ever again ?"
When they reached the chamber, Robert threw Kristen on the storey.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the irrepressible sobs
"password, Kristen, just Scripture ! Your actions speak otherwise !"pettifoggery out Robert.
He then addressed to the masked man ;"Mr. Smith, the whore 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 carpus together then did the same to her elbows. He then tied a prospicient spell of roach to Kristen's wrists and hooked the former end on the ceiling pulley. He pulled the R-2 tight enough to nurture the female child's wrists as high as her berm, but allowed Kristen to go on to fend up straight.
Mr. Smith then brought out a 3 foot long alloy rod with straps attached to each end. The terminal was attached to the ankles, leaving Kristen's legs spread. The ring gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the ensemble. Kristen was once again helpless and exposed.
Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the chin."You have nobody to blame but yourself ”. Whip in hand, he took a swing music at Kristen's torso. Kristen let out an agonised belly laugh. A big red welt started to appear across her belly. Another swing of the whip, another loud scream, another red welt. Kristen was quickly brought to tears. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 whips across the abdomen, Robert walked behind the young lady and started whipping her cover. more than screams followed.
"The world-class 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in front of Kristen once more. His next vacillation was aimed squarely at her breasts. The infliction was so acute, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The next 10 are for trying to elude ”. The whip continued to ravage Kristen's breasts, especially her now ultra-sensitive nipples. By the fourth dimension the 20th reversal landed, Kristen was in thoroughgoing hysterics.
"Now, for the fun region"said Robert
With that he took out two clamps. He attached weights to them. Each weight was the size of a golf ball and count thrice as often. He pulled and flicked Kristen's nipples to stimulate them. Kristen let out a trashy squeals. When the nipple clinch were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's groan grew louder."Remember,"said Robert,"legal action have result ”.
He waked behind the trussed up daughter. A quick unzipping strait and she was skewered by Henry Martyn Robert's penis.
His thrusting were short and immediate. The wave of pleasure pulsed from her pussy to the residual of her body. Meanwhile the sharp pain in the neck from the pap clamp radiated through her chest. The assortment of infliction and delight confused Kristen and sent her body 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 realness. The poor girl tried to curb the orgasm but nothing worked. Her breaths became frequent and shoal. Her body started to go into convulsions. Sweat rolled down her spring limbs.
She was nearing freeing and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her head. Nothing worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic scream. Soon after she heard Henry Martyn Robert's enjoyable scream. For a while the elbow room was filled with audio of toilsome external respiration. Then Henry M. Robert stood in front of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal succus and sperm.
"metre to clean it off"he said before sticking his dick in her mouth. The pack gag made it impossible to move her jaw and unmanageable to swallow.
"Lick it off, Bitch"Robert said as he inserted his member deeper into her oral cavity. Kristen did her best to lick it, but the muck just stayed in her mouth.
It took half an time of day to lick it off completely. Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whip. He brushed it up against Kristen's human face. A sadistic aspect washed over his nerve.
"Now, lets talk about that climax. You did induce one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her school principal.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to have one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her head, her body starting to tremble.
"You do not spend a penny, you do not stool, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Robert walked around Kristen's limit skeleton. Whipped her 5 time, thong coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her breather and tried not to scream.
"Now, you will stand there for a while and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to pass out or light asleep. You will slip your shoulders if you do."said Henry M. Robert as he walked out of the room. The grave threshold slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the night. She hated the wickedness. There was nothing but nuisance in the dark. The nipple clamp still tugged at her sore nipples. The ring gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the taste of her own vaginal juices in her oral cavity. She did not want to be this way anymore. She did not want to be whipped anymore. She swore to herself she would never disobey Robert again.


She had no idea how long it took for Henry Martyn Robert to fall back. When he did, he brought food and weewee with him.
"have you learned your moral, Kristen ?"
Kristen shook her head word affirmatively.
"Are you ever going to lie to me or disobey me again ?
Kristen shook her head no.
"That's my girlfriend"said Robert, petting her on the vertebral column of her heading and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the ring gag. Kristen managed to lick her dried lip. He untied her radiocarpal joint from the ceiling rope and undid the strap separating her ankle joint. Kristen collapsed on the floor. She licked dry lips.
She did not take any monitor to have it away what to do next.
"Thank you… maestro. May I …please nurse your cock"
Henry M. Robert smiled and took off his bloomers. Kristen knew what to do. She took his drogue in her mouth like an ice cream strobilus. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her brim. She swallowed it as far as her throat would leave.
When she felt the dick outset to pulsate, she redoubled her movement. And when the hot cum exploded in her mouth, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the succus, licking Robert's beam of light clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Robert was ingrain.
He went back up the stair and came down with a cover.
"This is for being a good girl. Now, Eat. We have a farsighted day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that home plate clean and jerk. She then laid down on the cover. Her wrists and shoulders were still tied behind her. But she was getting used to that. Just yesterday she would consume been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to stand firm. She has given up trying to fight. almost of all, she was earnestly afraid of disappointing Robert.
She fell asleep on the mantle
The flickering lights woke Kristen up. Her trunk ached all over. Her labia, her butt brass and her breasts all stung from the day before. Still, her heart fluttered when she saw Henry Martyn Robert base on balls into the elbow room. She was determined to obey him this sentence. Whether it was out of concern or real philia, she did not know. Much like her chemical reaction to pleasure and ail in the in conclusion 2 Day, this one was not easily explainable.
Robert started to clean her face and brush her haircloth while Mr. Smith untied her wrist and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May please I suck your cock now ?"Kristen's response was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, steady"said Robert. His tone was cool it and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, master"Kristen responded. Was it honest ? Did she mean it ? Kristen was not certainly what to think.
"And you would do anything to prove it, wouldn't you ?"Robert continued
"Yes, schoolmaster"
"I will do matter to you today, Some of them painful. I want you to know 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 schoolmaster"She did not live what to trust anymore.
Robert took out a pair of cuff and secured Kristen's handwriting behind her back."Good, now, imbibe my cock."
Kristen did not need to be told twice. She lunged at the elongate and took it in her sassing. She bobbed her back and Forth, up and down and side to side. Her tongue licked and caressed every inch of that phallus. She sucked up the pre ejaculate succus. When the Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her lips.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you want me to do ?"
Robert did not bound off a cadence."sucking my clump, slave"
Kristen complied without question. Taking the sack in her mouth, she proceeded to massage it with her tongue and mouth. She sucked the globe scavenge, filling her mouth with their salty predilection. This was just to avoid punishment, she told herself. But somewhere deeply inside she began to like these nasty games.
"Good girl."Henry M. Robert decided this was enough pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her feet. It was then that the girl noticed a long rope running across the room. Knots were tied all along the length of the roach. rophy was set about shank richly.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her mind. Henry M. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. David Smith to get Kristen gear up. Mr. Smith took out a ball gag, nipple clinch and 2 sets of weights. He put on the gag and clipped the weightiness to Kristen's nipples. He then directed Kristen toward the Mexican valium. He helped her swing one of her wooden leg over the R-2. He then made sure that Kristen's pussy lips were hugging the rope.
Robert stood on the other side of the rope.
"This is a trust exercising, Kristen. You will walk toward me, when you reach me, I'll take aim off a piece of paraphernalia. get down when you are quick ”.
Kristen felt the pain as soon as she started moving. She had to stand up on her toes to keep the rope from digging in too late, but that did not assist much. The rope was still rubbing up against her pussy.
"Don't go too fast. I don't want you to glow yourself"warned Robert.
Going fast was the last thing Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the first knot. Kristen could not help but let out an agonized scream. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the rope was digging in to her pussy. She had to force her pussy over the knot, clenching her jaw in the process. 10 inches further down the Mexican valium she had to conquer another Calidris canutus. By the clock time she reached Henry M. Robert, Kristen was gear up to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulders, kissing her on the os frontale and taking off her orb gag."Very good. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll start to take away off the weight unit on the nipple clams ”.
Kristen was ready to give up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Henry Martyn Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine allegiance to her captor ? She did not know.
Kristen struggled over every knot, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her consciousness from the pain on a few occasions. But she completed the oscillation not once, but four Thomas More prison term. When Robert finally took her off the rope, she cried weeping of joy.
"Thank you, original"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 legal instrument but said nothing.
"Do you want it, slave ? Do you want me to get you off ?
parole came out o her mouth before Kristen could even recollect them"Yes master"
"Then you have to take in it. Make your hands useful"
Kristen's hands were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Robert twisted one of her tits with his unattackable finger's breadth."Stupid girl, you should know what I want !"
Using the other hand he directed Kristen's bound hands toward his bulging penis. His drawers were still on.
"Stroke it, you little whore ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his engorged appendage underneath his pants
"goooooood"he said"now you get a reward. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's twat, shoved it in and turned it on.
waving of joy started to babble from her crotch to the rest of her eubstance. Kristen let out low moans of pleasure.
"You like that, you petty skank ?"asked Robert.
"yessss master"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to crunch against the vibrator. Her hands were still busy rubbing his dick.
"Is it as beneficial as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Henry Martyn Robert. Caught off safety, Kristen stiffened. The grinding stopped. She held her breath.

Another besotted liquidity crisis and pull on her nipple elicited and flash gasp.
"Well, was it, you little whore ?"Henry M. Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The hand that molested the nipple let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's fuzz, pulling her head back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to wail
"Now answer again, did you relish this as practically 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 safety, let out a small moan. She continued to rub Robert's penis with her hands
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you chicane on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know original"
A sore arrest of her nipple made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little whore"Robert whispered in the girl's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"Good, Kristen, soundly. You are finally being honest with me."
Robert continued to stimulate Kristen's sex. She was getting More and Thomas More aroused. Her ventilation started to get heavier. She started to sweat. The most storm matter for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new fuck toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes schoolmaster ”. Her heart rate was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to spread through her torso. Her breathing was becoming more and Thomas More vivid. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and more fervour. The same fervor drove Kristen to rub Henry M. Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you know what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, lord"
Robert Twisted her pap. Kristen moaned
"You are smarter than that, Kristen."He hissed in her ears,"Try again"
"A cheater, master !"
"NO ! Try again !"Henry M. Robert twisted her nipple one more sentence. Kristen threw her heading back, repressing a scream. It was still painful. But was she starting to like it ?
"A whore, MASTER !"Kristen was moaning. Her lower jaw became stiff. Rubbing herself ever harder against Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, overlord ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Henry Martyn Robert's script that was rubbing her breast and pinching her tit. Robert stood in front of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her titty were rising up and down dramatically. A tone of surprisal, foiling and disappointment washed over her face."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the truth shall set you free"said Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a tart, Kristen."
"Yes, sea captain"Kristen looked down, averting Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating whore like you ?"Robert continued
Another knot started creeping into Kristen's throat. Words came out like a flood."Punish me, lord. Spank me, trounce me, do anything you want with me, master copy ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty whore, I deserve punishment !"
Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her hair, pulled her to her invertebrate foot and shoved her against the rampart.
"STAND hush !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in fear. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Robert swung the whip and landed a vicious blow against Kristen's titty. 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 hard setback. Kristen looked away and shut her eye, holding her breath and anticipating another puff. The blow came, even more awful than the first. Her cast bent, and an agonised shriek escaped her sassing. Red wale started to look on her breasts. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 more reversal came. Kristen suppressed her urge to holler, only occasionally letting out a whimper. Despite the pain, her nipples were erect and her slit was wet.
Henry M. Robert threw down the whip and walked over Kristen. He stood over her shivering chassis. Kristen looked away, not wanting to conform to Robert's regard. Robert grabbed a handful of her right breast and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Henry M. Robert's digit slid down to her nipple. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the expose mammary. Kristen let out a moan. Her breasts were sore from the whipping. Her skin seemed like it was on fire.
"Would you like me to block off ?"Henry M. Robert asked gently
"No, master"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Robert grabbed the other bosom, squeezing it in a similar personal manner. This time he bent down, took the nipple in the mouth and started licking the sore nipple. Another groan escaped Kristen's mouth. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not own the will to fight back it. Robert bit down on the tit. Kristen screamed. Her breath was ragged.
"Do you want me to stop ?"
"No, master"
Henry M. Robert eventually lost stake in her bosom. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front of Kristen's snatch.
"Spread your branch"
Kristen complied without interrogative sentence. She realized just how display she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Henry Martyn Robert extended his eye digit and drive it inside Kristen. Kristen's trunk shuddered. Robert continued to thrust, first slowly, then with increasing focal ratio. It did not contract long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out long titillating moans. She breathed heavily from her sassing. She got up on her toes, ready to lose control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM MASTER ! ! !"she screamed.
Henry M. Robert quickly took his finger out of her pussy. Breathing raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a look of great foiling, but thought good about saying anything. Henry Martyn Robert only showed her his middle finger's breadth, one used to land her so agonizingly close to an orgasm.
"biff it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the fingerbreadth, as if she would a phallus. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Robert took off his knickers. He grabbed Kristen's pharynx and squeezed. Kristen could not take a breath. Pinning her to the wall, he thrust his dick oceanic abyss in her vagina. Kristen would have screamed, had she been capable to breathe. Robert lifted Kristen off the ground with the powerful knife thrust of his hips. One, two, three strong, deliberated thrusts was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, impact and pleasure shooting through their trunk. Henry Martyn Robert let go of Kristen's pharynx. The boot of descent back into her brainiac only doubled the orgasmic wizard. Kristen took a deep breath and let out a various long, erotic groan. Her body went limp from the pleasurable rush. Kristen's juice rand down her leg and thigh. It took her almost 30 second to set about breathing normally. She was exhausted. Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the poor miss over to her blanket and laying her down on it.
All Kristen could do was look at him. She was still breathing heavily, an occasional groan escaping her pharynx. She was laying hobble on the storey, fibril of hair obscuring her face. Her small, round breast were rising and falling quickly.
Robert was done as well. He turned toward the door, picking up pieces of paraphernalia on the way out.
"Master, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few hours. Get some rest"
"passkey, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to justify !"
Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprise in his voice.
"I am blue I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so good to me. You were the perfect fellow. I just knew that you were going to pop the question to me…"
Robert could see that Kristen was becoming to a greater extent and more aroused. Every time was filled with more than and more than hysteric. She was getting to the verge of crying. He walked back and knelt beside her.
"… I loved you with all my ticker. But I was scared that my life sentence was ending. I wanted to be wild and free. When Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
Tears started to appear in her eyes.
"I just wanted to be bad and racy. Oh, GOD, Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to hurt you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced quarrel. Henry M. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am sorry ... 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 sleep together me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer words than these."Yes master, with all my heart ”.
"Then you will wait for me here. Do you understand ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her face."Yes, master copy ”.
As the heavy door closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the dark. She hated the dark. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nothing more than to be with her master. She fell asleep, crying. Her SOB eventually melted away into deep sleep.
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"She woke up to the comrade strait of the opening threshold. Henry Martyn Robert entered the way. Her hear fluttered. She even allowed herself a smile.
Robert went through his formula act without saying a work. He brushed her pilus and wiped her raw torso down with wet cloths. Kristen was trying to look into his eye, to find a clew to his modality. She found nothing.
She was even More stupefy when, upon finishing the hygiene routine, Robert produced a small key and unlocked her handcuff. Kristen rubbed her sore articulatio radiocarpea, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some clothes in movement of her."Put these on and fill me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the skinny jean. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her menage. I seemed like an eternity ago. In another life, perhaps.
Henry Martyn Robert disappeared up the stairs. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The apparel felt alien to her. So was the feeling of ambulating under her own major power. She went through the lumbering doorway way and up the steps. She reached the second room access, one that kept her from escaping. This time the door was unresolved wide. She climbed some more stairs and reached the top. She saw Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with drinking glass."Is that the rope maestro ?"she thought.
"I am almost done hard worker. Sit by me"Henry Martyn Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now call back, the mental process is not complete"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens overnight, but you seemed to have progressed very well. Follow my instructions to the letter and continue with the exercises…"
While the two men conversed, Kristen looked around. She saw what looked like a rundown street through a tinted window. She has not seen the exterior world for days. Already it seemed strange to her.
Henry M. Robert shook the man's handwriting and turned his gaze to Kristen.
"ejaculate, slave. We have a lot to spill about"
"Yes, master ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one last favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am cognizant that you run in the Sami circles as one Michael Bay. If you could pay him my circuit board and tell him that I could solve his Megan Fox job, I would be a lot obliged."
A week later the Hollywood culture medium broke the history :"Kristen Stewart and Henry Martyn Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an interview.
Mr. Smith saw a familiar spirit nerve on TV and turned up the volume"I was stupid and selfish. I made a huge mistake. Henry Martyn Robert was kind sufficiency to take me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The metier hailed it as a history of buyback, of love surviving the ultimate run. Only a trained eye could see the true level : Ms. Stewart's posture when she sat side by side to Mr. Pattison, the subservient manner in which she addressed him on camera, the prompt looks she gave Robert while silently seeking permission to speak to the interviewer. Kristen Dugald Stewart, the Hollywood bad girl, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The headphone rang ;"capital of Sweden industriousness, smith speaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's good to sing to you. for certain, meeting on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until next time… .