Celebrity trainer : Kristen Stewart
Codes : MF, nc, rape, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, chemical bond,

Disclaimer : This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. This story does not advocate violence against women. If you have any trace for this or any other future fib, please email me. Don't forget to neuter and neuter your pets. Hope you enjoy the story.
floor :
Henry M. Robert Pattison was still recovering from the breakup. Kristen's matter caught him by surprise. What resulted was a variety of grief and anger. And despite his best try to harmonise, the feelings were not going away.
When a friend of a friend suggested a sure place that"hole these relationship problems ”, Henry M. Robert was skeptical. The business scorecard said"capital of Sweden Industries"and listed a number. The friend did not give much more detail or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an appointment on the telephone set. The unit affair was very tightlipped."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a looking at ”.
The situation on the business card was located on the far outskirts of Orient Los Angeles. No augury was posted above or in figurehead of the door, just an office number. The inside the spot Henry Martyn Robert found 4 blank white walls, simple desk and president. There was another door on the opposite side of the billet. The resident of the desk was a knit stitch looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading ice and expanding waistline gave an impression of a career function worker.
"Mr. Pattison, derive in please ”.
Pattison took a seat.
"You may telephone me Mr. Smith. First affair first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and dagger bit, the services that we offer are very exclusive. You need not only money, but the ripe connections, which you obviously do. We are secretive for a reason. The legality of our serve is questionable. But we are very good at what we do, and nonentity ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Robert replied"I still don't understand how you can help me. What exactly do you do ? And what does any of this have to do with me ?"
Mr. David Smith leaned forward"You are a world shape, Mr. Pattison. Your recent breakup with Ms. Kristen James Maitland Stewart is public knowledge. Ms. James Maitland Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to move on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is behavior modification. If you choose to utilise our services, I can guarantee that not only will infidelity no longer be a worry 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. Dugald Stewart will obey you in every way possible, especially sexually. She will submit to your every desire and will stay genuine to you ”.
"How exactly do you plan to reach this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of techniques, including thralldom, S & M and psychological education. What I can guarantee is 100 % success rate and that nobody is going to get trauma. However, we have reached the distributor point of no return. If you agree to use our services, I will give 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 police or the media, they will find naught but a legitimate insurance federal agency. We are effective at what we do and we have never had problems. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your response"?
Pattison hesitated for only a moment :"narrate me more ”.
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The tidings hysteria that came after her liaison was revealed caused Kristen Stewart to strike down various media appearing. She did not palpate like answering any question about the intimacy or the detachment. In fact she did not palpate like doing anything for the rest of the hebdomad. She made the outcry to invalidate her date and dismissed the stave of her planetary house. The only thing she would be doing for the side by side 7 Clarence Shepard Day Jr. is fucking Rupert electric sander, her new front-runner boy toy. Henry M. Robert was fun for a patch, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Henry Martyn Robert needed to man up and move on.
After putting on her favorite top, boney dungaree and brushing her yearn reddish John Brown tomentum, Kristen made her way toward her bedchamber door. A tall stranger waited for her in the door. Kristen was pinned against the sleeping room rampart. A knife was pressed to her slender neck."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot smoother"said the masked intruder. Kristen was frozen in fright. The stranger put away the knife and quickly spun Kristen around, pinning her face first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The interloper chuckled while tying her wrists behind her"Go ahead and scream, princess, there is cipher here but us ”.
With her men tightly secured, Kristen was shoved grimace 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 ! hold my billfold ”. 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 tears"please don't rape me !"
Still wearing a smile on his masked case, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's nose and mouth, all while pinning her slender bound physique to the bed.
The futile but sexy struggles continued for just a few minutes. Her middle rolled to the back of her headland. Her chapeau closed and her body went limp.
"fountainhead, there goes the fun part"sighed the intruder,"now, where is the brat's cell phone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her world was dark and cold. The bag was still over her header. She was laying face down on the story, her bare nipples pressed against the cold concrete. Her peg were free, but her script were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to move her head and bun on her back, painful sensation dig through her thorn and limb. She tried to wiggle her fingers and realized they were touching higher up spine than they were supposed to. She started to panic and respire faster. She then realized something big and round was stuck in her mouthpiece.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to hear voices in the way. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will overleap her for days"said the other, unfamiliar vocalization
"proficient, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A pair of strong hand grabbed her by the arms and set her upright, sitting on her knees. The bag was pulled off her head and Kristen was blinded by the bright lights.
"commodity afternoon, Ms. Jimmy Stewart. I know you have a lot of enquiry, but given your predicament, you are not in the position to ask. If we feel generous, we will answer those doubtfulness in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could muster with a ball gag in her mouth.
"outset things first"Said the stranger"You are tied up in a reverse supplication position. It is designed to not only be awful but to also fix your crusade considerably. So try not to sputter if you want to deflect unneeded pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may experience also noticed, you are wearing a ball gag. It is not designed to keep you quiet, but rather to make you salivate, mostly for humiliation purposes. tactile property gratis to holler all you like. Nobody outside these walls can hear you."
By now Kristen's eyes had adjusted to the Christ Within. In front of her stood a man in a ski mask and a short whip in his hand. The alien's voice belonged to him. The lot of him, his dress and the whip sent shivers down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and spring. R-2 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.
"ROBERT ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her judgement. Her MMFFing through the gag was less articulate.
"Since you are a Edgar Guest,"continued the masked alien,"there are prescript you have to play along, give them and risk penalisation. Rule 1…
Kristen's mind drowned out the speaker. She was looking instead at Robert. Her brain was spinning. What was he doing here ? Why am I tied up ? What do they want from me ?
She screamed at Henry M. Robert through her gag, She shot him looks of anger and discombobulation. Henry M. Robert's manifestation didn't alteration. The strait of the whiplash slicing through the air got her attention. The speaker system was standing right in social movement of her."Do you understand the house regulation"
A expression of helpless mix-up was all Kristen could manage
The masked man grabbed the bound girl by the chin and loosened the strap on the ball gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few seconds to skewer the gag out.
"Do you understand the linguistic rule ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE sin DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? ROBERT WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The disguise man shoved the ball gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one more prison term, do you understand the normal ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU whoreson ! ! ! You near let me go. People will be looking for me. Prince Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The disguised man shoved the nut gag back into the girls mouth, this time tightening the strap.
"Ill direct that as a no, Ms. Stewart. Let's clear some thing up. NOBODY is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a workweek. You were sort enough to cancel all of your appointments for the next 7 Day, so the culture medium won't be looking for you. As for Mr. smoother, he received a text edition shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his number. You even issued a assertion on your twitter page announcing the termination of your human relationship and a very heartfelt apology to his class and your fans. In short, nobody will be looking for you for a while. At this clock time you are completely at our clemency ”.
"As for the house rules, it is clear you did not get a line them. You broke several of them just now. For that you must be punished. First convention is that you will turn to me as sir and Mr. Pattison as master. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of act and used foul language ”. The disguised man looked up at Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many evildoing did you count, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Robert's answer.
"Then you should lot with the punishment ”, said the dissemble man as he handed Henry M. Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a chance to object, her headland was forced down on the land. She was still on her knees. With her hands tied and her laughingstock straight up in the air, the fille was the selfsame definition of vulnerability. The get-go thrash came without warning. The pain in the ass across her fundament face was sudden and acuate. Kristen let out an agonized and prolonged scream.
The shock was quickly followed by fear and an impending feeling of doom.
The second strike of the whip was as shocking as the foremost. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the quantity of painfulness she was in was overwhelming.
The one-third work stoppage of the whip sent an reverberation across the pocket-sized way. The bother similarly echoed from her tail end, through her spine and throughout the rest of her contorted consistence. Kristen could not think or understand what was happening to her. Her pharynx 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. Whatever the reason, Kristen was in tears and sobbing uncontrollably by the clock time the whiplash struck her defenselessly ass for the 4th time. Time seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the flooring with no strength or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the party whip for the 5th time.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her Ball gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a calm down reception from behind her. This was the showtime prison term that Henry M. Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Robert sat in front of the trussed up Kristen, grabbing her by the scalp and pulling her up to a sitting side
"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 botheration ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Henry Martyn Robert. This was the first time she has seen such rage.
The room was once again soundless. Only two speech sound filled the storage room were the small whimpers and sobs that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Robert let go of Kristen's fuzz and walked behind her. Kristen heard his drawers being unzipped. This was her lone admonition before she felt Henry Martyn Robert penis thrust inside her. Kristen let out a shortstop yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a whore"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 irritating way. The web of ropes that surrounded her body and kept her helping hand in a opposite prayer position only made it worse. Henry M. Robert gave his hips one mightily thrust. painfulness shot through Kristen's scalp, down her spine and through her arms. Kristen's let out a guttural scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know zero of nuisance"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Robert's sentences was punctuated by a unattackable pelvic thrusting. Each poke brought on more wow. The wow seemed to feed Robert's lust. The knife thrust became more regular and patronize. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in pain. The agonized screams were replaced by desperate, pain filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to ail alone. She was helpless. The feeling of desperation filled her with panic. She was once again bawling. Her orb gag prevented her from swallowing. As a upshot she was drooling uncontrollably. In short, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new sensation soon washed over her ; arousal. As Henry M. Robert continued to sleep with her, she felt her loins swell."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in agony. Not only was she bound, helpless and abused, but now her own body started to betray her.
Each thrust sent a wave through Kristen's body. Whether it was one of pain or pleasure, the poor missy could no longer recite. The tender sensation spread head from her loins to the rest of her body. Her mind was racing, her sight became cloudy. She was doing everything to prevent the seemingly inevitable climax. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Henry Martyn Robert tensed up, gave one final thrust, grunted and released his load inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slack over on top of her bound form. She then felt him extract himself from inside her. Her organic structure was still in agony. The bother was slowly fleet and so was the feeling of arousal. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Robert pulled on his pants and started to walk out of the elbow room.
"brand sure 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 block out man used the other end to tie yet another knot behind Kristen's back, adding to the web already holding Kristen's saltation form. Kristen heard the pulley clicking away and found herself being lifted from the storey. As the rophy pulled her higher, she once again felt the pain in the neck in her lower binding and shoulder. Kristen struggled to her understructure, but her capturer continued to pull up on the rophy. Soon Kristen was forced to suffer on her toes. And still, she was being pulled up higher. When her captor finally stopped pulling up the roofy, Kristen could barely reach the ground with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her trunk. The pain in her back, weapon system and shoulder joint was excruciating.
"Try not to locomote, Ms. James Maitland Stewart"said the masked man,"effort will only make the pain regretful"
The man walked out of the room. The lighting went off. The heavy metal doorway clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the darkness with nothing but her pain to keep back her company. The whimpers and sobs filled the empty space.
"I don't want her hurt permanently"said Henry Martyn Robert Pattison. He was watching the monitor. The screen showed Kristen James Maitland Stewart hanging in the air. Her respiration was panicked. Her body contorted. Her eyes portrayed utter agony.
"This is not the first time I have done this"rebuked Mr. Smith"I am not in the stage business of maiming people. When this is done, Ms. Dugald Stewart will still be able to function in her normal environment. She will still act, or at least try to. She will still walk the red carpet. She will do all the affair she has done before. The only if thing that will change will be her psychology ”.
Robert Pattison still looked skeptical.
"We have begun the process and I need you to do exactly as I say. Stockholm syndrome is quite easy to bring on if you know the justly clit to push. Ms. Dugald Stewart has to become submissive to you. She has to be pendent on you. You need to have this relationship strictly about wages and punishments. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terminus. This is simple mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to learn to depend on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely hungry by now. bestow her nutrient in about an hour. Make her earn it ”.
Kristen did not feel thirst. Her head was completely concentrated on the bother. She was fighting to keep her consciousness. The pain was overwhelming. She was beginning to misplace her battle.
The chamber door opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the lighter. When she recovered, she saw Robert. The craze in his eyes was gone.
He put the two plates he brought with him on the story and went over to the pulley. Kristen's exhausted body was lowered to the terra firma. Her legs could not maintain her weighting and collapsed under her. Robert untied the knot creditworthy for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some food"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 looking glass of water and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be thirsty"said Robert in an almost pleasant feeling.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. truth was, she was very thirsty. Her breakfast was small and she had null to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just lyric, Kristen. Actions talk louder. Show me just how thankful you are"replied Robert.
Kristen looked at him confused. Robert unzipped his pants and let his congested phallus downslope out."No teeth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's eye bulged at the visual sense of his member. She has never performed a blowjob. The very thought of it disgusted her. Kristen started to stutter and shake her head
"N…N…No…Robert, delight d…don't…"
A slap across the impudence startled and shook Kristen. The little girl's nerve was stinging from the impact.
"You ungrateful beef !"Yelled Henry M. Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her mouth and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more volition to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the chamber and closed the doorway. Kristen once again found herself in the wickedness. She was no longer suspended above the floor. As long as she did not struggle against her chemical bond, she did not feel the pain. But without the pain, her other common sense were once again working. Within 10 hour the whizz of hunger was unbearable. She could crawl veracious next to the food bowl, but het gag did not let her jaw or swallow. The smell filled her nostrils and made the hotshot even more sharp. This was a unlike kind of torture.
The hr seemed almost like an eternity. The doorway opened once again. Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's boundary form.
"Are you ready to express your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her head word desperately and moaned through the gag. Robert took his prison term undoing the lump gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the ball gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another slap across the face shut Kristen up.
"You will call me master, and you will beg me to reserve you to blow me !"Yelled Henry M. Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will feed you. Do you sympathise ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"Good, now be a commodity lady of pleasure and beg"
A knot started to form in Kristen's throat. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please suck your turncock ?"
Henry M. Robert unzipped his bloomers and let his dick hang out. The thing was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this meal, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her human knee toward the waiting Robert. She kept her heart on the now bulging member, hesitant to get close to it. The thought of putting that thing in her sassing was almost vomit inducing.
"Perhaps you would wish postponement another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her head toward the penis, hesitating just a little before taking it in her back talk. She encircled the dick with her lips ever so slightly and bobbed her caput up and down.
Robert rolled his middle."Don't waste product my time, whore. Suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a petty more pressure with her lip and licked the bottom of the penis with the tip of her tongue. She wanted cypher to do with it and she was determined not to let it touch the inside of her mouth.
Robert lost patience and grabbed the rear of Kristen's scalp, shoving her head forward and forcing his dick deep inside Kristen's throat. Kristen gave a frightened yelping, then started to struggle against Robert's grip.
"If I feel just one tooth, whore, I will whip you raw ! You got that ?"shout out Robert.
Kristen understood and took care to hold open her jaw opened. But she could not avail but shin against Henry M. Robert's bag. His dick was moving in and out of her throat, making it hard to breathe. Unfortunately for Kristen, her struggles only seemed to sprain Henry M. Robert on even more. His thrusts increased in rapidity.
All Kristen could do was center on her ventilation, which became harder and harder.
Robert suddenly tensed up. Kristen knew he had reached his orgasm. Soon after, her mouth was filled with Robert's hot seminal fluid. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's head so he could appear into her eyes. The sperm was starting to drip out of her back talk.
"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 patter it out, bitch."Kristen suppressed the impulse to shake off up. It took respective more deglutition. While she managed to keep it down, she could not bull the expression of disgust that washed over her cheek. That expression seemed to generate Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her pilus."I guess you earned that repast. Eat up."He kicked the silver medal bowl of food in strawman of her.
He started to take the air out of the room.
"Master…. can you please untie my arms"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Henry M. Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that nutrient like the gripe that you are. Do you realize that ?"
Kristen knew considerably than to argue with him.
The Heavy door closed and Kristen was once again alone and in the dark. She was tied up and hunched over on her knees. Eating out of a doggy bowl was yet another humiliation, but one that she was willing to live with. She shoved her sassing deep in to the bowl. By the time she was done, the sports stadium was licked uncontaminating. So was the floor where the stray bits of food fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side. The concrete story was hard and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get comfortable. She has given up struggling and screaming for help. Even binge were no tenacious an pick. She curled herself in the fetal side. Her teeth chattered and her dead body shook from the cold. Eventually enfeeblement won over and she passed out.
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When the phone of the doorway porta and the promising spark woke her, she did not cognise where she was. She was hoping that the horror of the night before were just a bad dream. When she managed to spread her eyes, she fell into desperation once again.
Her organic structure ached all over. Her buttocks cheeks still stung rom the whipping. Her pussy felt sore from the rape. She could barely finger her manus.
Henry M. Robert and the masked man entered the room.
"Mr. Kathryn Elizabeth Smith is going to undo you, but only if you promise to behave yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to address, but found her throat to be completely dry. She nodded her hear instead. Mr. Julia Evelina Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the knots. Robert approached the little girl with a bottle of water system and some wet wipes.
"You must be thirsty"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her H2O, Robert started cleaning her look with the wipes. Kristen was a mess. Her pilus was disheveled, dehydrated tears, saliva and piece of food covered her face.
Henry Martyn Robert was very easy with her. This was not the same man that raped her the Night before.
"I never really cared for your war paint or your Goth looking at, you know"he said casually, brushing her long, crimson brown hair,"You are a natural beauty. You should not cover your features ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the other skid to pearl. She tried to look chill out, but her mind was screaming, panicking.
Mr. Kathryn Elizabeth Smith undid her hamper. Kristen was able to be active her hands for the firstly meter in many hours. She gasped as annoyance shot through her arms. It would take a piece to regain their to the full mobility.
Mr. Adam Smith turned away from her, putting the forget me drug away in his bag. Soon after, Henry M. Robert turned away as well, walking over to the drivel and checking his earphone.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely free. Moreover, the toilsome room access was open and unobstructed. The hale summons took only a few minute, but Kristen decided to make a run for it.
Her leg were sore and painful. Her sense of balance was off and she was still exhausted from finis 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 mind was racing. She was afraid to wait 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 room access would not give. She pounded on the door, she screamed for help, but nil helped. Whatever durability carried her up the stair 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 second later she heard the footsteps coming from below. The stride were turn over, lacking importunity or panic. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, chroma hidden in that calm voice.
"Robert, please. Let's talk about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded smacking made her see stars.
"Do you enjoy lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you importune on betraying me at every good turn ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her weeping flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Robert grabbed a handful of Kristen's hairsbreadth and pulled her to her feet.
"I ask you to act and you run from me ! ! ! How am I supposed to rely you ?"screamed Robert.
He started dragging her down the step by her scalp. Kristen continued to choke on her own asshole, grabbing at the rampart to keep her balance.
"You are a traitorous, backstabbing cyprian. I extended you a petty kindness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to believe you ever again ?"
When they reached the bedroom, Robert threw Kristen on the base.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the uncorrectable dickhead
"Words, Kristen, just row ! Your activeness speak otherwise !"spat out Henry Martyn Robert.
He then addressed to the masked man ;"Mr. Kathryn Elizabeth Smith, the whore has betrayed me yet again. She needs her punishment."
MR. Smith nodded and grabbed Kristen by her wrist joint, forcing them behind Kristen's back. He tied the wrists together then did the Lapp to her elbow joint. He then tied a long piece of R-2 to Kristen's wrists and hooked the other end on the ceiling pulley. He pulled the rope tight enough to enkindle the girl's carpus as high as her shoulders, but allowed Kristen to continue to stand up straight.
Mr. Smith then brought out a 3 foot long metallic element rod with straps attached to each end. The pole was attached to the articulatio talocruralis, leaving Kristen's wooden leg feast. The ring gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the ensemble. Kristen was once again helpless and exposed.
Henry Martyn Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the Kuki-Chin."You have nobody to blame but yourself ”. Whip in hand, he took a swing at Kristen's trunk. Kristen let out an agonized riot. A big red welt started to come out across her abdomen. Another swing of the whip, another gimcrack scream, another red welt. Kristen was quickly brought to tears. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 whips across the abdominal cavity, Robert walked behind the girl and started whipping her back. Thomas More screams followed.
"The low 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in straw man of Kristen once more. His next swing was aimed squarely at her tit. The pain was so vivid, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The next 10 are for trying to escape ”. The lash continued to waste Kristen's breasts, especially her now ultra-sensitive teat. By the prison term the 20th blow landed, Kristen was in dead hysterics.
"Now, for the fun part"said Henry M. Robert
With that he took out two clamp. He attached weights to them. Each exercising weight was the size of a golf ball and weigh thrice as much. He pulled and flicked Kristen's teat to stimulate them. Kristen let out a loud squeals. When the nipple clamps were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's moans grew louder."Remember,"said Robert,"legal action have consequences ”.
He waked behind the trussed up girlfriend. A ready unzipping phone and she was skewered by Robert's penis.
His thrusts were shortsighted and flying. The waves of pleasure pulsed from her twat to the rest of her physical structure. Meanwhile the sharp pain from the tit clamp radiated through her breast. The mixture of pain and pleasure confused Kristen and sent her body reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not read how she was getting off from assault, but it was the world. The pathetic young lady tried to inhibit the coming but nothing worked. Her breathing spell became patronize and shoal. Her body started to go into convulsions. Sweat rolled down her limit limbs.
She was nearing release and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her question. naught worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic riot. Soon after she heard Robert's enjoyable scream. For a while the room was filled with phone of heavy breathing. Then Henry M. Robert stood in front of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal succus and spermatozoon.
"Time to clean it off"he said before sticking his tool in her mouthpiece. The annulus gag made it impossible to move her jaw and difficult to swallow.
"Lick it off, Bitch"Robert said as he inserted his member deeper into her sass. Kristen did her best to lick it, but the gunk just stayed in her sassing.
It took half an hour to lick it off completely. Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a party whip. He brushed it up against Kristen's face. A sadistic look washed over his face.
"Now, lets talk about that orgasm. You did experience one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her headspring.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to experience one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her principal, her body starting to tremble.
"You do not wee, you do not stool, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Robert walked around Kristen's bound form. Whipped her 5 times, lashes coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her breathing space and tried not to cry.
"Now, you will stand there for a patch and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to pass out or fall asleep. You will dislocate your shoulder if you do."said Henry Martyn Robert as he walked out of the room. The heavy door slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the dark. She hated the night. There was nil but pain in the ass in the dark. The mamilla clamps still tugged at her sore nipples. The ring gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the taste of her own vaginal succus in her mouth. 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 thought how farseeing it took for Robert to come back. When he did, he brought solid food and water supply with him.
"rich person 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 M. Robert, petting her on the vertebral column of her head and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the annulus gag. Kristen managed to lick her dried lips. He untied her wrists from the ceiling roofy and undid the straps separating her ankle joint. Kristen collapsed on the trading floor. She licked dry sassing.
She did not take any reminder to jazz what to do next.
"Thank you… superior. May I …please suckle your cock"
Henry M. Robert smiled and took off his pants. Kristen knew what to do. She took his sock in her mouth like an ice cream retinal cone. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her lips. She swallowed it as far as her pharynx would allow.
When she felt the dick start to throb, she redoubled her efforts. And when the hot cum exploded in her mouth, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the juice, licking Henry M. Robert's shaft clean and jerk.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Robert was impressed.
He went back up the stairs and came down with a blanket.
"This is for being a good young woman. Now, Eat. We have a prospicient day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that plate clean and jerk. 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 have got been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to resist. She has given up trying to oppose. Most of all, she was earnestly afraid of disappointing Robert.
She fell asleep on the cover
The flickering lights woke Kristen up. Her body ached all over. Her labia, her butt face and her knocker all stung from the day before. Still, her spirit fluttered when she saw Robert manner of walking into the room. She was determined to obey him this sentence. Whether it was out of fearfulness or genuine affectionateness, she did not experience. Much like her reactions to pleasure and pain in the last 2 twenty-four hour period, this one was not easily explainable.
Henry Martyn Robert started to pick her face and brush her hair while Mr. Smith untied her radiocarpal joint and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May delight I suck your hammer now ?"Kristen's response was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, steady"said Henry M. Robert. His tone was calm and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, skipper"Kristen responded. Was it true ? Did she entail it ? Kristen was not indisputable what to think.
"And you would do anything to raise it, wouldn't you ?"Robert continued
"Yes, master"
"I will do things to you today, Some of them painful. I want you to live 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 key"She did not know what to consider anymore.
Henry M. Robert took out a duet of handlock and secured Kristen's hands behind her backbone."Good, now, suck my cock."
Kristen did not need to be told twice. She lunged at the elongated and took it in her rima oris. She bobbed her back and Forth, up and down and side to side. Her glossa licked and caressed every in of that penis. She sucked up the pre ejaculate juice. When the Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her backtalk.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you require me to do ?"
Robert did not hop a metre."Suck my balls, slave"
Kristen complied without motion. Taking the sack in her sass, she proceeded to massage it with her spit and back talk. She sucked the glob uncontaminating, filling her mouth with their salty taste. This was just to avoid penalisation, she told herself. But somewhere rich inside she began to like these tight games.
"Good girl."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. grayback were tied all along the length of the rope. Rope was set about waist gamey.
"Now, dear, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her caput. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Smith to get Kristen prepare. Mr. Smith took out a ball gag, mammilla clinch and 2 lot of weighting. He put on the gag and clipped the weights to Kristen's tit. He then directed Kristen toward the rope. He helped her swing one of her peg over the R-2. He then made for sure that Kristen's pussy lips were hugging the rope.
Robert stood on the other side of the rope.
"This is a trust exercise, Kristen. You will walk toward me, when you reach me, I'll take off a piece of music of appurtenance. set about when you are ready ”.
Kristen felt the pain in the neck as soon as she started moving. She had to support on her toes to keep the roach from digging in too deep, but that did not avail much. The rope was still rubbing up against her pussy.
"Don't go too fast. I don't want you to burn up yourself"warned Robert.
Going fast was the in conclusion thing Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the first knot. Kristen could not assist but let out an agonized scream. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the rope was digging in to her cunt. She had to force her pussy over the nautical mile, clenching her jaw in the process. 10 inches further down the Mexican valium she had to suppress another knot. By the time she reached Robert, Kristen was set up to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulders, kissing her on the brow and taking off her ball gag."Very good. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll kickoff to look at off the free weight on the pap clams ”.
Kristen was ready to give up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine commitment to her captor ? She did not get it on.
Kristen struggled over every knot, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her consciousness from the nuisance on a few function. But she completed the bicycle not once, but four more times. When Henry Martyn Robert finally took her off the R-2, 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 sight of the official document but said nothing.
"Do you require it, slave ? Do you want me to get you off ?
Word came out o her mouth before Kristen could even retrieve them"Yes master"
"Then you have to realize it. take a leak your hands useful"
Kristen's men were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Robert twisted one of her bosom with his strong finger's breadth."pillock girl, you should know what I want !"
Using the other hired man he directed Kristen's bound hands toward his bulging penis. His pants were still on.
"Stroke it, you little sporting lady ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his overindulge penis underneath his drawers
"goooooood"he said"now you get a reinforcement. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's pussy, shoved it in and turned it on.
waving of pleasance started to ripple from her genitalia to the rest of her consistence. Kristen let out small moans of pleasure.
"You like that, you lilliputian skank ?"asked Robert.
"yessss original"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to labour against the vibrator. Her hands were still busy rubbing his dick.
"Is it as undecomposed as when Prince Rupert did it to you ?"asked Robert. Caught off safety device, Kristen stiffened. The abrasion stopped. She held her breath.

Another tight squeeze and clout on her teat elicited and gimcrack gasp.
"well, was it, you little whore ?"Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The hired man that molested the pap let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's tomentum, pulling her oral sex back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to wail
"Now answer again, did you enjoy this as much when Rupert did this ?"Henry Martyn 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 twat
Kristen, still on safety, let out a small groan. She continued to rub Robert's penis with her bridge player
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you chicane on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know master"
A afflictive pinch of her nipple made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little whore"Robert whispered in the girlfriend's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a somebody new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"commodity, Kristen, good. You are finally being honest with me."
Henry M. Robert continued to stimulate Kristen's sex. She was getting more and more than aroused. Her breathing started to get lumbering. She started to sweat. The most surprising affair for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new fuck toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes master ”. Her substance rate was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to spread through her trunk. Her breathing was becoming Sir Thomas More and More intense. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and Sir Thomas More fervor. The like ardour drove Kristen to rub Henry Martyn Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you know what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girl, master"
Robert Twisted her nipple. Kristen moaned
"You are impudent than that, Kristen."He hissed in her ear,"Try again"
"A cheater, master !"
"NO ! Try again !"Robert twisted her nipple one more time. Kristen threw her straits back, repressing a scream. It was still afflictive. But was she starting to like it ?
"A tart, MASTER !"Kristen was moaning. Her lower jaw became buckram. Rubbing herself ever harder against Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, Master ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Robert's hired hand that was rubbing her chest and pinching her teat. Robert stood in front of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her knocker were rising up and down dramatically. A flavour of surprise, frustration and dashing hopes washed over her face."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the truth shall set you free"said Henry Martyn Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a lady of pleasure, Kristen."
"Yes, master"Kristen looked down, averting Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating whore like you ?"Henry M. Robert continued
Another knot started creeping into Kristen's pharynx. Words came out like a flood."Punish me, master. Spank me, whisk me, do anything you want with me, master ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty prostitute, I deserve penalty !"
Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her hair, pulled her to her foot and shoved her against the wall.
"STAND STILL !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in concern. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Robert swung the whiplash and landed a condemnable blow against Kristen's white meat. Kristen opened her mouth to scream, but stifled it in the hold out moment. She bent her human knee from the bother, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Robert was readying another hard shock. Kristen looked away and shut her center, holding her breath and anticipating another blow. The bump came, even more painful than the starting time. Her draw up bent, and an agonized scream escaped her lip. Red wheal started to appear on her breast. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 more blows came. Kristen suppressed her urge to cry, only occasionally letting out a whimper. Despite the pain, her tit were upright and her pussy was wet.
Robert threw down the whip and walked over Kristen. He stood over her trembling material body. Kristen looked away, not wanting to meet Robert's regard. Henry M. Robert grabbed a handful of her right breast and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Henry M. Robert's fingerbreadth slid down to her nipple. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the exposed mammary. Kristen let out a moan. Her breasts were sore from the whipping. Her tegument seemed like it was on fervidness.
"Would you like me to break ?"Henry Martyn Robert asked gently
"No, master"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Henry M. Robert grabbed the former breast, squeezing it in a alike mode. This prison term he bent down, took the teat in the mouth and started licking the sore nipple. Another moan escaped Kristen's lip. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not ingest the will to fight it. Robert bit down on the nipple. Kristen screamed. Her breath was ragged.
"Do you want me to kibosh ?"
"No, master"
Robert eventually lost pursuit in her white meat. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front of Kristen's pussy.
"gap your legs"
Kristen complied without question. She realized just how exposed she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Robert extended his centre finger and thrust it inside Kristen. Kristen's body shuddered. Henry Martyn Robert continued to force, first slowly, then with increasing speed. It did not take long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out long erotic moans. She breathed heavily from her mouth. She got up on her toes, set up to mislay control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM victor ! ! !"she screamed.
Robert quickly took his finger out of her pussy. Breathing raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a look of majuscule frustration, but thought better about saying anything. Robert only showed her his mediate digit, one used to bring her so agonizingly close to an orgasm.
"lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the fingerbreadth, as if she would a penis. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Henry M. Robert took off his pants. He grabbed Kristen's throat and squeezed. Kristen could not breathe. Pinning her to the wall, he thrust his shaft deep in her vagina. Kristen would have got screamed, had she been able to breathe. Henry M. Robert lifted Kristen off the priming coat with the powerful thrusts of his rosehip. One, two, three impregnable, deliberated thrusting was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, shock and pleasure shooting through their bodies. Robert let go of Kristen's throat. The boot of descent back into her encephalon only doubled the orgasmic genius. Kristen took a inscrutable breather and let out a respective long, erotic moan. Her body went limp from the enjoyable charge. Kristen's juices rand down her leg and thigh. It took her almost 30 seconds to commence breathing normally. She was exhausted. Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the inadequate lady friend over to her blanket and laying her down on it.
All Kristen could do was reckon at him. She was still breathing heavily, an occasional moan escaping her throat. She was laying limp on the floor, filament of hair obscuring her expression. Her small, round breasts were rising and falling quickly.
Henry Martyn Robert was done as well. He turned toward the door, picking up musical composition of paraphernalia on the way out.
"master, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Henry Martyn Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few hr. Get some rest"
"captain, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to apologize !"
Henry Martyn Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprise in his voice.
"I am sorry I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so good to me. You were the perfect boyfriend. I just knew that you were going to propose to me…"
Robert could see that Kristen was becoming more and more emotional. Every prison term was filled with More and more hysterics. She was getting to the verge 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 waste and relinquish. When Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
Tears started to appear in her eye.
"I just wanted to be bad and naughty. Oh, GOD, Henry M. Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to pain you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced words. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am sad ... 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.
"Henry M. Robert took her promontory in his munition and kissed her on the forehead"
"Kristen, do you love me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer words than these."Yes schoolmaster, with all my heart ”.
"Then you will waitress for me here. Do you understand ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her nerve."Yes, superior ”.
As the heavy door closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the nighttime. She hated the nighttime. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nothing more than to be with her master. She fell asleep, crying. Her sobs eventually melted away into deep sleep.
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"She woke up to the comrade auditory sensation of the possibility doorway. Robert entered the room. Her hear fluttered. She even allowed herself a smile.
Robert went through his convention routine without saying a piece of work. He brushed her hair and wiped her naked body down with wet cloth. Kristen was trying to face into his eyes, to find a clue to his mood. She found nothing.
She was even More perplexed when, upon finishing the hygiene turn, Robert produced a minor key and unlocked her cuff. Kristen rubbed her sore articulatio radiocarpea, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some apparel in front of her."Put these on and meet me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the skinny jeans. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her home. I seemed like an infinity ago. In another life, perhaps.
Robert disappeared up the step. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The clothes felt alien to her. So was the impression of ambulating under her own index. She went through the heavy door way and up the stair. She reached the secondment doorway, one that kept her from escaping. This time the door was open widely. She climbed some more stairs and reached the top. She saw Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with glasses."Is that the forget me drug master ?"she thought.
"I am almost done striver. Sit by me"Henry M. Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now remember, the unconscious process is not complete"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens all-night, but you seemed to have progressed very well. Follow my education 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 international world for 24-hour interval. Already it seemed foreign to her.
Robert shook the man's handwriting and turned his gaze to Kristen.
"Come, slave. We have a lot to mouth 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 cognisant that you run in the same circles as one Michael Bay. If you could give him my card and tell him that I could clear his Megan Fox job, I would be a lot obliged."
A hebdomad later the Hollywood spiritualist broke the fib :"Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an interview.
Mr. Smith saw a familiar nerve on TV and turned up the book"I was pudden-head and selfish. I made a huge mistake. Robert was sort enough to take me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The culture medium hailed it as a news report of repurchase, of love surviving the ultimate test. Only a trail eye could see the dead on target tale : Ms. Stewart's posture when she sat next to Mr. Pattison, the slavish personal manner in which she addressed him on camera, the quick looks she gave Robert while silently seeking permit to address to the interviewer. Kristen Jimmy Stewart, the Hollywood bad girl, was completely dominated, subservient to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The telephone set rang ;"Stockholm Industries, Captain John Smith speaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's good to talk to you. certain, meeting on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until next time… .