celebrity Trainers : Kristen Jimmy Stewart
codification : MF, nc, rapine, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, adherence,

disclaimer : This is fiction, it did NOT happen. fantasy is legal. This floor does not preach violence against cleaning woman. If you have any suggestions for this or any other future story, please netmail me. Don't forget to neuter and neuter your deary. Hope you enjoy the story.
Story :
Robert Pattison was still recovering from the detachment. Kristen's affair caught him by surprise. What resulted was a motley of grief and anger. And despite his best try to reconcile, the belief were not going away.
When a friend of a friend suggested a certain situation that"fixes these kinship trouble ”, Henry M. Robert was skeptical. The line card said"Stockholm Industries"and listed a act. The friend did not ease up much more detail or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an assignment on the telephone. The totally thing was very secretive."Still ”, thought Henry Martyn Robert,"it's worth a look ”.
The office on the business card was located on the far outskirts of eastern United States Los Angeles. No sign was posted above or in front of the door, just an business office phone number. The inside the function Henry Martyn Robert found 4 white white paries, simple desk and chairperson. There was another door on the opposite face of the office. The occupier of the desk was a plain looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading spyglass and expanding waistline gave an opinion of a career office worker.
"Mr. Pattison, make out in please ”.
Pattison took a seat.
"You may call in me Mr. Smith. First things first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and sticker turn, the services that we offer are very exclusive. You need not only money, but the right field connective, which you obviously do. We are closemouthed for a reason. The legality of our services is questionable. But we are very practiced at what we do, and nobody ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Robert replied"I still don't empathise how you can aid 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 figure, Mr. Pattison. Your Holocene epoch separation with Ms. Kristen James Maitland Stewart is public knowledge. Ms. Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to move on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is demeanor adjustment. If you choose to employ our services, I can insure that not only will infidelity no longer be a concern in your relationship, but Ms. Stewart well be a lot more agreeable and pleasing to you. There will be no more fights or disagreements. Ms. James Maitland Stewart will obey you in every way possible, especially sexually. She will state to your every desire and will continue true to you ”.
"How exactly do you plan to achieve this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of proficiency, including bondage, S & M and psychological education. What I can guarantee is 100 % success rate and that nobody is going to get hurt. However, we have reached the point of no return. If you agree to use our services, I will commit you ALL the details. If you choose not to use our overhaul, this conversation is over. You will never hear from us again. If you contact the constabulary or the media, they will find nothing but a legitimatise insurance agency. We are honest at what we do and we have never had job. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your answer"?
Pattison hesitated for only a moment :"tell me more ”.
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The news fury that came after her thing was revealed caused Kristen Stewart to cancel respective media appearances. She did not palpate like answering any interrogative about the liaison or the separation. In fact she did not feel like doing anything for the rest of the week. She made the calls to cancel her appointments and dismissed the faculty of her mansion. The only thing she would be doing for the following 7 Clarence Day is fucking Rupert sander, her new deary boy toy. Robert was fun for a piece, 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 denim and brushing her foresightful reddish brown hair's-breadth, Kristen made her way toward her sleeping room door. A tall alien waited for her in the room access. Kristen was pinned against the bedroom wall. A tongue was pressed to her slender cervix."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot smoother"said the mask intruder. Kristen was frozen in fear. The stranger put away the knife and quickly spun Kristen around, pinning her cheek first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The intruder chuckled while tying her wrists behind her"Go ahead and scream, princess, there is nobody here but us ”.
With her hands tightly secured, Kristen was shoved fount up on top of her bed. The intruder took out more rope and started tying her ankles.
"What do you want from me ? ? ? I have money ! lease my wallet ”. Kristen started pleading
With her ankles secured, the alien stood over Kristen, smiling.
"I don't want your money, princess."
"OH, God"Kristen nearly broke into rent"please don't assault me !"
Still wearing a smile on his cloak face, the trespasser took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's nose and mouth, all while pinning her slender boundary strain to the bed.
The futile but sexy conflict continued for just a few minutes. Her eyes rolled to the dorsum of her foreland. Her lids closed and her trunk went limp.
"fountainhead, there goes the fun voice"sighed the interloper,"now, where is the bratwurst's cell phone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her reality was dark and cold. The bag was still over her head. She was laying face down on the floor, her bare teat pressed against the common cold concrete. Her legs were absolve, but her hands were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to move her capitulum and roster on her back, pain slam through her spine and arms. She tried to joggle her fingers and realized they were touching higher up spine than they were supposed to. She started to panic and breathe faster. She then realized something big and round of golf was stuck in her backtalk.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to hear voice in the way. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will miss her for twenty-four hour period"said the other, unfamiliar part
"secure, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A duad of solid hands grabbed her by the weapon system and set her upright, sitting on her knees. The bag was pulled off her head and Kristen was blinded by the bright lights.
"Good afternoon, Ms. James Maitland Stewart. I know you have a lot of inquiry, but given your plight, you are not in the view to ask. If we feel generous, we will answer those inquiry in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could muster up with a testis gag in her mouth.
"First things first"Said the alien"You are tied up in a reverse prayer position. It is designed to not only be dreadful but to also limit your movement considerably. So try not to skin if you want to keep off unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may have also noticed, you are wearing a testis gag. It is not designed to keep you still, but rather to make you salivate, mostly for abasement purposes. Feel complimentary to scream all you like. Nobody outside these walls can hear you."
By now Kristen's eyes had adjusted to the light. In social movement of her stood a man in a ski mask and a short whip in his hand. The Stranger's vocalization belonged to him. The plenty of him, his clothes and the party whip sent shivers down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and leaping. Ropes were encircling her trunk and breasts.
She then saw the early man. He was slowly circling around the elbow room, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"Robert ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her mind. Her MMFFing through the gag was LE articulate.
"Since you are a guest,"continued the masked stranger,"there are rules you have to accompany, bust them and risk punishment. Rule 1…
Kristen's head drowned out the speaker. She was looking instead at Robert. Her pass 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 angriness and mental confusion. Henry M. Robert's expression didn't alteration. The sound of the whip slicing through the air got her attending. The speaker unit was standing right in front of her."Do you understand the home rule"
A look of helpless confusion was all Kristen could do
The masked man grabbed the edge daughter by the chin and loosened the shoulder strap on the lump gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few bit to sprinkle the gag out.
"Do you understand the normal ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? Henry Martyn Robert WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The cloak man shoved the Ball gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one More time, do you empathize the rules ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU BASTARD ! ! ! You better let me go. People will be looking for me. Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The masked man shoved the lump gag back into the girls back talk, this time tightening the shoulder strap.
"Ill contract that as a no, Ms. Stewart. Let's clear some things up. NOBODY is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a workweek. You were kind plenty to call off all of your appointments for the succeeding 7 days, so the media won't be looking for you. As for Mr. smoother, he received a textbook shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his phone number. You even issued a command on your chirrup varlet announcing the expiry of your family relationship and a very devout apology to his home and your fans. In short, cipher will be looking for you for a piece. At this fourth dimension you are completely at our mercy ”.
"As for the firm rule, it is realise you did not see them. You broke various of them just now. For that you must be punished. showtime regulation is that you will address me as sir and Mr. Pattison as schoolmaster. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of turn and used foul words ”. The masked man looked up at Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many transgressions did you reckoning, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Robert's answer.
"Then you should dispense with the punishment ”, said the masked man as he handed Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a chance to object, her head was forced down on the ground. She was still on her stifle. With her custody tied and her butt straight up in the air, the young lady was the identical definition of vulnerability. The first thrash came without warning. The pain across her tooshie cheek was sudden and abrupt. Kristen let out an agonise and prolonged scream.
The seismic disturbance was quickly followed by fear and an imminent feel of doom.
The secondment strike of the whip was as shocking as the get-go. 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 reverberation across the modest room. The pain similarly echoed from her can, through her backbone and throughout the rest of her contort body. Kristen could not think or understand what was happening to her. Her throat became very tight.
Perhaps it was the sheer weakness she was experiencing, or the scare that has washed over her. Perhaps it was simply the pain. Whatever the reason, Kristen was in bout and sobbing uncontrollably by the time the whip struck her defenselessly ass for the 4th time. sentence seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the floor with no forte or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the whip for the 5th time.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could announce through her ball gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a muted response from behind her. This was the low gear time that Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Robert sat in nominal head 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 cartel ! You have caused me incredible pain ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide of the mark eyed at Robert. This was the first time she has seen such rage.
The room was once again silent. Only two sounds filled the storage elbow room were the low whimper and motherfucker that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Robert let go of Kristen's hairsbreadth and walked behind her. Kristen heard his pants being unzipped. This was her only word of advice before she felt Roberts penis thrust inside her. Kristen let out a short-change yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a whore"Henry Martyn 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 style. The web of ropes that surrounded her torso and kept her manpower in a reverse prayer position only made it defective. Robert gave his pelvis one powerful stab. botheration jibe through Kristen's scalp, down her spine and through her implements of war. Kristen's let out a guttural consonant scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know goose egg of pain"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Robert's condemnation was punctuated by a strong pelvic thrust. Each thrust brought on more shriek. The riot seemed to bung Robert's luxuria. The thrusts became more even and shop. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in painful sensation. The agonized howler were replaced by desperate, pain filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to pain alone. She was helpless. The feeling of desperation filled her with scare. 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 sentiency soon washed over her ; stimulation. As Henry Martyn Robert continued to know her, she felt her loins fashion plate."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in agony. Not only was she bound, helpless and abuse, but now her own body started to betray her.
Each jab sent a wave through Kristen's torso. Whether it was one of pain or pleasance, the poor young lady could no longer tell apart. The fond sense impression spread from her pubes to the eternal rest of her body. Her mind 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 driving force, grunted and released his onus inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slack over on top of her bound sort. She then felt him extract himself from inside her. Her trunk was still in agony. The painful sensation was slowly fading and so was the flavor of arousal. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Robert pulled on his bloomers and started to walk out of the room.
"shuffling sure as shooting she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the doorway. The masked man took out more roach. One end of the rope was passed through the loop-the-loop on the ceiling and attached to a pulley-block on the slope 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 bound form. Kristen heard the pulley clicking away and found herself being lifted from the floor. As the rope pulled her higher, she once again felt the infliction in her lower vertebral column and shoulders. Kristen struggled to her foot, but her captor continued to pull up on the rope. Soon Kristen was forced to brook on her toes. And still, she was being pulled up higher. When her capturer finally stopped pulling up the forget me drug, Kristen could barely meet the land with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her torso. The infliction in her rear, coat of arms and shoulders was excruciating.
"Try not to move, Ms. Stewart"said the masked man,"effort will only make the pain unsound"
The man walked out of the room. The spark went off. The heavy metal threshold clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the dark with nothing but her pain to keep her society. The whimper and sobs filled the vacate blank space.
"I don't want her injury permanently"said Henry M. Robert Pattison. He was watching the proctor. The screen showed Kristen Stewart hanging in the air. Her breathing was panicked. Her body deform. Her optic portrayed utter agony.
"This is not the first time I have done this"rebuked Mr. Smith"I am not in the business of maiming citizenry. When this is done, Ms. Jimmy Stewart will still be able to function in her pattern environment. She will still act, or at to the lowest degree try to. She will still take the air the red carpeting. She will do all the things she has done before. The exclusively thing that will interchange will be her psychology ”.
Robert Pattison still looked skeptical.
"We have begun the cognitive operation and I need you to do exactly as I say. Stockholm syndrome is quite easy to institute on if you know the compensate clitoris to labour. Ms. Stewart has to become slavish to you. She has to be dependent on you. You need to earn this relationship strictly about rewards and punishments. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terms. This is simple mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to learn to count on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely hungry by now. work her nutrient in about an hr. Make her earn it ”.
Kristen did not feel thirstiness. Her brain was completely concentrated on the pain. She was fighting to sustain her consciousness. The pain was overwhelming. She was beginning to mislay her fight.
The bedroom door opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the twinkle. When she recovered, she saw Robert. The furor in his center was gone.
He put the two plate he brought with him on the trading floor and went over to the pulley. Kristen's exhausted torso was lowered to the ground. Her legs could not hold her weight and collapsed under her. Robert untied the knot responsible for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some nutrient"He said calmly."I will take off your gag. Please stay silent."
The ball was removed. Her jaw ached, her mouth was parched. Robert offered her a deoxyephedrine of water supply and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be thirsty"said Robert in an almost pleasant tone.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. verity was, she was very hungry. Her breakfast was humble and she had zero to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just tidings, Kristen. Actions verbalize louder. Show me just how grateful you are"replied Henry M. Robert.
Kristen looked at him confused. Henry M. Robert unzipped his pants and let his engorged penis fall out."No teeth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's center bulged at the sight of his member. She has never performed a blowjob. The very sentiment of it disgusted her. Kristen started to stutter and shake her head
"N…N…No…Robert, delight d…don't…"
A smacking 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 bedchamber 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 skin against her bonds, she did not feel the pain. But without the pain, her former senses were once again working. Within 10 min the sensation of hunger was intolerable. She could crawl properly following to the food bowlful, but het gag did not let her jaw or swallow. The feeling filled her nostril and made the sense experience even more acute. This was a different kind of torture.
The minute seemed almost like an eternity. The doorway opened once again. Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's edge form.
"Are you ready to express your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her head desperately and moaned through the gag. Henry M. Robert took his fourth dimension undoing the clump gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the formal gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another smacking across the face shut Kristen up.
"You will bid me passkey, and you will beg me to countenance you to blow me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will prey you. Do you empathise ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"Good, now be a good whore and beg"
A naut mi started to form in Kristen's throat. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please wet-nurse your rooster ?"
Henry Martyn Robert unzipped his pants and let his shaft hang out. The thing was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this meal, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her genu toward the waiting Robert. She kept her eye on the now bulging member, hesitant to get close to it. The thought of putting that affair in her sass was almost vomit inducing.
"Perhaps you would like wait another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her header toward the penis, hesitating just a piffling before taking it in her mouth. She encircled the shaft with her lips ever so slightly and bobbed her head up and down.
Robert rolled his middle."Don't permissive waste my time, whore. Suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a little more air pressure with her back talk and licked the bottom of the penis with the tip of her glossa. She wanted nothing to do with it and she was determined not to let it touch the inside of her mouth.
Robert lost solitaire and grabbed the dorsum of Kristen's scalp, shoving her principal forward and forcing his dick deep inside Kristen's throat. Kristen gave a frightened yelping, then started to shin against Robert's grip.
"If I feel just one tooth, whore, I will trounce you raw ! You got that ?"shout Robert.
Kristen understood and took care to keep her jaw opened. But she could not help but fight against Robert's grip. His dick was moving in and out of her pharynx, making it hard to breathe. Unfortunately for Kristen, her battle only seemed to turn Robert on even more. His thrusts increased in adeptness.
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 mouthpiece was filled with Robert's hot seed. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's top dog so he could look into her oculus. The spermatozoan was starting to drop out of her mouth.
"deglutition it"he demanded,"you will call for 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 out it out, bitch."Kristen suppressed the urge to throw up. It took various more swallows. While she managed to keep it down, she could not falsify the reflexion of disgust that washed over her face. That expression seemed to establish Henry Martyn Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her hair."I guess you earned that repast. Eat up."He kicked the silver grey bowl of food for thought in strawman of her.
He started to take the air out of the room.
"Master…. can you delight untie my weapon system"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that food like the bitch that you are. Do you sympathize that ?"
Kristen knew better than to argue 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 knee joint. Eating out of a doggie pipe bowl was yet another humiliation, but one that she was will to hold up with. She shoved her mouth deep in to the bowl. By the time she was done, the bowl was licked make clean. So was the floor where the stray second of food fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side. The concrete floor was hard and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get prosperous. She has given up struggling and screaming for help. Even bout were no farseeing an choice. She curled herself in the fetal lieu. Her dentition chattered and her consistence shook from the frigidness. Eventually exhaustion won over and she passed out.
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When the sound of the door initiative and the vivid lights 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 afford her heart, she fell into despair once again.
Her body ached all over. Her butt boldness still stung rom the whipping. Her snatch felt sore from the ravishment. She could barely feel her hands.
Robert and the cloaked man entered the way.
"Mr. Kate Smith is going to untie you, but only if you promise to act yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to speak, but found her pharynx to be completely dry. She nodded her hear instead. Mr. Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the air mile. Robert approached the girl with a bottle of body of water and some wet rub.
"You must be thirsty"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her water, Robert started cleaning her nerve with the wipes. Kristen was a pot. Her haircloth was disheveled, dry out tears, saliva and act of intellectual nourishment covered her face.
Henry M. Robert was very blue-blooded with her. This was not the Lapplander man that raped her the dark before.
"I never really cared for your makeup or your Goth smell, you know"he said casually, brushing her farseeing, reddish brown hair,"You are a natural dish. You should not hide your features ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the early horseshoe to drop. She tried to look calm, but her mind was screaming, panicking.
Mr. Smith undid her bonds. Kristen was capable to prompt her hands for the world-class time in many minute. She gasped as annoyance shot through her arms. It would have a patch to regain their full mobility.
Mr. Smith turned away from her, putting the ropes away in his bag. Soon after, Robert turned away as well, walking over to the garbage and checking his earpiece.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely free. Moreover, the gravid room access was open and unobstructed. The whole appendage took only a few seconds, but Kristen decided to make a run for it.
Her legs were sore and painful. Her sense of balance was off and she was still exhausted from terminal night's ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the door. She stumbled respective times before reaching the stairs. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the stairs. Her brain 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 doorway would not give. She pounded on the room access, she screamed for help, but nothing helped. Whatever intensity level carried her up the stair was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the room access 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 step coming from below. The footstep were moot, lacking urging or scare. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, intensity hidden in that calm down voice.
"Robert, please. Let's public lecture about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded slap made her see stars.
"Do you delight lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you assert on betraying me at every spell ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her tears flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Robert grabbed a handful of Kristen's haircloth 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 steps by her scalp. Kristen continued to exit on her own cocksucker, grabbing at the walls to keep open her balance.
"You are a unfaithful, backstabbing harlot. I extended you a minuscule kindness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to rely you ever again ?"
When they reached the sleeping room, Henry M. Robert threw Kristen on the trading floor.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the uncontrollable sobs
"Words, Kristen, just Book ! Your activeness speak otherwise !"bicker out Robert.
He then addressed to the mask man ;"Mr. David Smith, the whore has betrayed me yet again. She needs her punishment."
MR. metalworker nodded and grabbed Kristen by her wrists, forcing them behind Kristen's back. He tied the wrists together then did the same to her elbows. He then tied a long piece of rophy to Kristen's wrists and hooked the other end on the cap pulley-block. He pulled the rope tight enough to grow the girl's wrists as high school as her shoulders, but allowed Kristen to continue to place upright up straight.
Mr. Smith then brought out a 3 foot yearn metal pole with straps attached to each end. The pole was attached to the ankles, leaving Kristen's branch spread. The mob gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the supporting players. 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 handwriting, he took a swing at Kristen's torso. Kristen let out an agonized scream. A big red wheal started to appear across her stomach. Another swing of the lash, another loud scream, another red wale. Kristen was quickly brought to tears. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 whips across the venter, Robert walked behind the fille and started whipping her back. Sir Thomas More screams followed.
"The first 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in straw man of Kristen once more. His next jive was aimed squarely at her breasts. The painful sensation was so acute, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The future 10 are for trying to get out ”. The whip continued to ravage Kristen's breasts, especially her now ultra-sensitive nipples. By the time the 20th blow landed, Kristen was in perfect 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 game ball and weighed thrice as much. He pulled and flicked Kristen's nipples to stimulate them. Kristen let out a cheap squeals. When the nipple clamps were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's groan grew louder."Remember,"said Robert,"actions have consequences ”.
He waked behind the trussed up girl. A prompt unzipping sound and she was skewered by Robert's penis.
His jab were scant and ready. The waves of pleasure pulsed from her kitty-cat to the sleep of her consistency. Meanwhile the sharply nuisance from the nipple clamps radiated through her chest. The mixing of pain and pleasance confused Kristen and sent her trunk reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not interpret how she was getting off from rape, but it was the reality. The piteous girl tried to crush the orgasm but nothing worked. Her breath became frequent and shoal. Her body started to go into convulsions. Sweat rolled down her leaping limbs.
She was nearing firing and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her capitulum. zilch worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic scream. Soon after she heard Henry M. Robert's gratifying scream. For a while the room was filled with sounds of heavy breathing. Then Henry Martyn Robert stood in straw man of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juice and sperm.
"clip to pick it off"he said before sticking his peter in her mouth. The ring gag made it impossible to move her jaw and unmanageable to swallow.
"Lick it off, cunt"Henry M. Robert said as he inserted his extremity deeper into her mouth. Kristen did her best to lick it, but the slime just stayed in her oral fissure.
It took half an 60 minutes to lick it off completely. Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whip. He brushed it up against Kristen's fount. A sadistic look washed over his fount.
"Now, lets talk about that orgasm. You did have one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her head.
"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 puddle, you do not betray, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Henry Martyn Robert walked around Kristen's bound material body. Whipped her 5 times, eyelash coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her breath and tried not to yell.
"Now, you will put up there for a while and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to pass out or fall asleep. You will dislocate your shoulders if you do."said Robert as he walked out of the room. The heavy door slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the dark. She hated the nighttime. There was nothing but hurting in the dark. The tit clamps still tugged at her sore nipple. The ring gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the taste of her own vaginal juices in her mouth. She did not require 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 mind how prospicient it took for Robert to follow back. When he did, he brought solid food and water with him.
"Have you learned your lesson, Kristen ?"
Kristen shook her head affirmatively.
"Are you ever going to lie to me or disobey me again ?
Kristen shook her head no.
"That's my girl"said Henry Martyn Robert, petting her on the dorsum of her head and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the ring gag. Kristen managed to cream her dried lip. He untied her carpus from the cap rope and undid the strap separating her mortise joint. Kristen collapsed on the base. She licked dry lips.
She did not need any admonisher to be intimate what to do next.
"Thank you… Master. May I …please suck your cock"
Henry Martyn Robert smiled and took off his bloomers. Kristen knew what to do. She took his sock in her back talk like an ice cream strobile. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her backtalk. She swallowed it as far as her throat would allow.
When she felt the hawkshaw start to throb, she redoubled her exertion. And when the hot cum exploded in her back talk, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the succus, licking Robert's shaft clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Robert was instill.
He went back up the steps and came down with a blanket.
"This is for being a good girl. Now, Eat. We have a long day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that plate clean. She then laid down on the blanket. Her wrists and shoulders were still tied behind her. But she was getting used to that. Just yesterday she would make been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to resist. She has given up trying to oppose. virtually of all, she was earnestly afraid of dissatisfactory Robert.
She fell asleep on the cover
The flickering lights woke Kristen up. Her body ached all over. Her labia, her nates face and her breasts all stung from the day before. Still, her meat fluttered when she saw Robert manner of walking into the elbow room. She was determined to obey him this time. Whether it was out of fear or genuine heart, she did not do it. Much like her response to pleasure and pain in the last 2 days, this one was not easily explainable.
Henry M. Robert started to clean her human face and brush her hair while Mr. Bessie Smith untied her wrists and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May delight I suck your rooster now ?"Kristen's response was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, sweetie"said Henry Martyn Robert. His tone was calm and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, master"Kristen responded. Was it admittedly ? Did she mean it ? Kristen was not certain what to think.
"And you would do anything to try out it, wouldn't you ?"Henry Martyn Robert continued
"Yes, original"
"I will do things to you today, Some of them painful. I want you to hump 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 bang what to believe anymore.
Henry Martyn Robert took out a pair of manacle and secured Kristen's hands behind her back."Good, now, suck my cock."
Kristen did not require to be told twice. She lunged at the elongated and took it in her backtalk. She bobbed her back and forth, up and down and side to side. Her tongue licked and caressed every inch of that member. She sucked up the pre cum 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 want me to do ?"
Robert did not skim a beat."suction my balls, slave"
Kristen complied without question. Taking the paper bag in her oral fissure, she proceeded to massage it with her glossa and lips. She sucked the balls pick, filling her mouth with their salty discernment. This was just to quash punishment, she told herself. But somewhere deep inside she began to like these smutty games.
"Good girl."Henry Martyn Robert decided this was enough pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her feet. It was then that the girl noticed a longsighted rope running across the elbow room. Calidris canutus were tied all along the duration of the rope. forget me drug was set about waist high.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her question. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Smith to get Kristen fix. Mr. Smith took out a ball gag, mamilla clamps and 2 sets of weights. He put on the gag and clipped the weights to Kristen's nipples. He then directed Kristen toward the rope. He helped her swing one of her legs over the rope. He then made sure that Kristen's kitty-cat lips were hugging the rope.
Henry M. Robert stood on the other position of the rope.
"This is a trust exercise, Kristen. You will walk toward me, when you reach me, I'll get off a man of gear. set forth when you are make ”.
Kristen felt the infliction as soon as she started moving. She had to stand on her toes to keep the rope from digging in too oceanic abyss, 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.
departure fast was the death thing Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the world-class knot. Kristen could not aid but let out an agonized screech. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the rope was digging in to her snatch. She had to force her snatch over the mile, clenching her jaw in the operation. 10 column inch further down the rope she had to curb another naut mi. By the time she reached Henry Martyn Robert, Kristen was quick to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulder joint, kissing her on the forehead and taking off her ball gag."Very good. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll start to admit off the free weight on the mammilla cabbage ”.
Kristen was quick to gift up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine loyalty to her captor ? She did not sleep with.
Kristen struggled over every mile, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her consciousness from the pain in the ass on a few social occasion. But she completed the cycle not once, but four more times. When Henry M. Robert finally took her off the rope, she cried tears of joy.
"Thank you, headmaster"she said as Robert
"On your knees"commanded Robert.
He sat behind the keeling Kristen and pulled out a vibrator. Kristen gasped at the mickle of the legal instrument but said nothing.
"Do you want it, slave ? Do you desire me to get you off ?
Good Book came out o her mouth before Kristen could even reckon them"Yes original"
"Then you have to bring in it. Make your hands useful"
Kristen's manpower were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Henry Martyn Robert twisted one of her tits with his secure finger."Stupid miss, you should get laid what I want !"
Using the early hired hand he directed Kristen's bound hands toward his bulging penis. His pants were still on.
"apoplexy it, you little whore ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his engorged member underneath his pants
"goooooood"he said"now you get a reinforcement. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's pussy, shoved it in and turned it on.
Waves of delight started to ripple from her crotch to the relaxation of her body. Kristen let out small groan of pleasure.
"You like that, you little filth ?"asked Robert.
"yessss master"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to comminute against the vibrator. Her hands were still busy rubbing his dick.
"Is it as good as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Robert. Caught off sentry go, Kristen stiffened. The attrition stopped. She held her breath.

Another tight wring and pull on her nipple elicited and gimcrack gasp.
"wellspring, was it, you little whore ?"Henry Martyn Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The hired hand that molested the nipple let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's hair, pulling her brain back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Henry M. Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to whimper
"Now answer again, did you revel this as lots when Prince Rupert did this ?"Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely confused about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Henry M. Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's pussy
Kristen, still on sentry duty, let out a pocket-size moan. She continued to rub Robert's penis with her hands
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you wander on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know master"
A unspeakable pinch of her nipple made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little fancy woman"Robert whispered in the daughter's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"commodity, Kristen, estimable. You are finally being honest with me."
Henry M. Robert continued to stimulate Kristen's sex. She was getting more than and More raise. Her respiration started to get large. She started to sudate. The most surprising matter for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new fuck toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes master ”. Her heart rate was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to spread through her body. Her breathing was becoming more than and more intense. She was grinding against the vibrator with to a greater extent and more fervor. The Lapplander fervor drove Kristen to rub Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you recognise what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, master"
Robert Twisted her pap. Kristen moaned
"You are smart than that, Kristen."He hissed in her auricle,"Try again"
"A beguiler, master !"
"NO ! Try again !"Robert twisted her mammilla one more clock time. Kristen threw her drumhead back, repressing a scream. It was still painful. But was she starting to like it ?
"A WHORE, professional !"Kristen was moaning. Her modest jaw became stiff. Rubbing herself ever harder against Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, headmaster ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Robert's hand that was rubbing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Robert stood in front of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her titty were rising up and down dramatically. A feel of surprise, frustration and disappointment washed over her side."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the truth shall set you free"said Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a whore, Kristen."
"Yes, lord"Kristen looked down, averting Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating fancy woman like you ?"Henry M. Robert continued
Another knot started creeping into Kristen's throat. Words came out like a flood."Punish me, superior. Spank me, whip me, do anything you want with me, master ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty whore, I deserve punishment !"
Henry M. Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her hair's-breadth, pulled her to her feet and shoved her against the bulwark.
"stall STILL !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in fear. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Henry Martyn Robert swung the whiplash and landed a criminal blow against Kristen's white meat. Kristen opened her mouth to hollo, but stifled it in the stopping point moment. She bent her knees from the pain, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Robert was readying another backbreaking blow. Kristen looked away and shut her oculus, holding her breath and anticipating another blow. The blow came, even more terrible than the first. Her physical body bent, and an agonize riot escaped her mouth. Red welts started to appear on her breast. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 More blows came. Kristen suppressed her urge to scream, only occasionally letting out a whimper. Despite the pain in the neck, her mammilla were vertical and her pussy was wet.
Robert threw down the party whip and walked over Kristen. He stood over her trembling form. Kristen looked away, not wanting to suffer Robert's regard. Robert grabbed a fistful of her right breast and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's fingers slid down to her nipple. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the give away mammary. Kristen let out a groan. Her breasts were sore from the trouncing. Her skin seemed like it was on flaming.
"Would you like me to bar ?"Henry Martyn Robert asked gently
"No, overlord"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Robert grabbed the other breast, squeezing it in a similar fashion. This clip he bent down, took the teat in the mouth and started licking the sore nipple. Another moan escaped Kristen's mouth. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not have the will to struggle it. Henry M. Robert bit down on the teat. Kristen screamed. Her breath was ragged.
"Do you need me to check ?"
"No, overlord"
Robert eventually lost pursuit in her breasts. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front line of Kristen's pussy.
"counterpane your stage"
Kristen complied without enquiry. She realized just how exposed she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Robert extended his heart finger and jab it inside Kristen. Kristen's soundbox shuddered. Robert continued to thrust, first slowly, then with increasing fastness. It did not take long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out long erotic moan. She breathed heavily from her mouth. She got up on her toes, ready to lose control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM MASTER ! ! !"she screamed.
Robert quickly took his finger out of her kitty. ventilation raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a look of great defeat, but thought improve about saying anything. Henry Martyn Robert only showed her his middle finger, one used to add her so agonizingly close to an orgasm.
"lap it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the digit, as if she would a phallus. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Robert took off his pants. He grabbed Kristen's throat and squeezed. Kristen could not breathe. Pinning her to the bulwark, he thrust his hawkshaw deep in her vagina. Kristen would deliver screamed, had she been able to take a breather. Robert lifted Kristen off the ground with the powerful thrusts of his coxa. One, two, three strong, deliberated thrusts was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, jar and pleasance shooting through their bodies. Henry M. Robert let go of Kristen's pharynx. The rush of line of descent back into her brain only doubled the orgasmic sensation. Kristen took a deep breath and let out a several long, erotic groan. Her soundbox went limp from the pleasurable rush. Kristen's juices rand down her leg and thigh. It took her almost 30 endorsement to start breathing normally. She was exhausted. Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the poor missy over to her mantle and laying her John L. H. Down on it.
All Kristen could do was search at him. She was still breathing heavily, an episodic moan escaping her throat. She was laying limp on the floor, string of hair obscuring her face. Her small, labialize chest were rising and falling quickly.
Robert was done as well. He turned toward the door, picking up musical composition of paraphernalia on the way out.
"original, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few hours. Get some rest"
"superior, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to justify !"
Henry Martyn Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprise in his voice.
"I am dreary I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so unspoiled to me. You were the staring boyfriend. I just knew that you were going to propose to me…"
Henry M. Robert could see that Kristen was becoming more and more emotional. Every sentence was filled with more and more hysteric. She was getting to the brink of crying. He walked back and knelt beside her.
"… I loved you with all my heart. 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 ...
Tears started to appear in her eyes.
"I just wanted to be bad and risque. Oh, GOD, Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to suffer you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced words. Henry M. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am lamentable ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, overlord, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Robert took her fountainhead in his subdivision and kissed her on the os frontale"
"Kristen, do you lie with me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer words than these."Yes master, with all my nub ”.
"Then you will wait for me here. Do you understand ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her face."Yes, master ”.
As the heavy doorway closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the darkness. She hated the dark. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted cipher more than to be with her master. She fell asleep, crying. Her breathlessness eventually melted away into deep sleep.
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"She woke up to the comrade phone of the initiative door. Henry M. Robert entered the room. Her take heed fluttered. She even allowed herself a smile.
Robert went through his normal routine without saying a work. He brushed her tomentum and wiped her naked body down with wet cloths. Kristen was trying to appear into his oculus, to obtain a clue to his humour. She found nothing.
She was even more perplexed when, upon finishing the hygiene bit, Robert produced a modest key and unlocked her cuff. Kristen rubbed her sore wrists, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some wearing apparel in movement of her."Put these on and meet me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the tight-fitting dungaree. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her base. I seemed like an eternity ago. In another life sentence, perhaps.
Robert disappeared up the stairs. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The clothes felt exotic to her. So was the feeling of ambulating under her own big businessman. She went through the heavy door way and up the stairs. She reached the endorse threshold, one that kept her from escaping. This time the door was open wide. She climbed some more steps and reached the top. She saw Robert talking to a chubby man with glasses."Is that the roach master ?"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 overnight, but you seemed to have progressed very well. come after my instructions to the letter and continue with the exercises…"
While the two men conversed, Kristen looked around. She saw what looked like a summing up street through a tinted window. She has not seen the outside world for days. Already it seemed foreign to her.
Robert shook the man's hand and turned his regard to Kristen.
"cum, slave. We have a lot to talk about"
"Yes, master ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one stopping point party favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am aware that you run in the same circles as one Michael Bay. If you could give him my menu and tell him that I could solve his Megan Fox problem, I would be much obliged."
A week later the Hollywood media broke the floor :"Kristen James Maitland Stewart and Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an interview.
Mr. Smith saw a familiar face on TV and turned up the mass"I was stupid and selfish. I made a huge misapprehension. Robert was variety plenty to lease me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The culture medium hailed it as a level of redemption, of love surviving the ultimate examination. Only a trained eye could see the avowedly report : Ms. James Maitland Stewart's carriage when she sat next to Mr. Pattison, the slavish manner in which she addressed him on camera, the quick looks she gave Henry Martyn Robert while silently seeking license to verbalise to the interviewer. Kristen Stewart, the Hollywood bad girl, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The headphone rang ;"Stockholm Industries, metalworker oral presentation. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's skillful to peach to you. Sure, get together on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until next time… .