Celebrity Trainers : Kristen Stewart
codification : MF, nc, rape, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, adherence,

Disclaimer : This is fabrication, it did NOT go on. fantasy is sound. This story does not advocate violence against women. If you have any trace for this or any other future story, delight email me. Don't forget to neuter and alter your pet. Hope you enjoy the story.
chronicle :
Robert Pattison was still recovering from the separation. Kristen's liaison caught him by surprisal. What resulted was a mixed bag of sorrow and anger. And despite his best efforts to conciliate, the feelings were not going away.
When a protagonist of a Quaker suggested a certain place that"fixes these relationship job ”, Robert was skeptical. The business visiting card said"Stockholm Industries"and listed a number. The protagonist did not hand much more point or account. Pattison had to schedule an fitting on the phone. The unhurt thing was very closelipped."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a look ”.
The berth on the patronage card was located on the far outskirts of East Los Angeles. No polarity was posted above or in movement of the room access, just an office telephone number. The inside the office Robert found 4 blank Edward Douglas White Jr. rampart, simple desk and electric chair. There was another doorway on the opposite position of the function. The occupier of the desk was a plain stitch looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading deoxyephedrine and expanding waist gave an notion of a vocation office worker.
"Mr. Pattison, fare in please ”.
Pattison took a seat.
"You may call in me Mr. Adam Smith. commencement things first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and sticker bit, the services that we offer are very undivided. You need not only money, but the the right way connections, which you obviously do. We are close for a rationality. The legality of our services is questionable. But we are very good at what we do, and nobody ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Henry M. Robert replied"I still don't sympathize how you can help me. What exactly do you do ? And what does any of this have to do with me ?"
Mr. Ian Douglas Smith leaned forward"You are a public image, Mr. Pattison. Your recent separation with Ms. Kristen Dugald Stewart is public knowledge. Ms. Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to move on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is behavior modification. If you choose to employ our table service, I can secure 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 discrepancy. Ms. Jimmy Stewart will obey you in every way possible, especially sexually. She will submit to your every desire and will stay true to you ”.
"How exactly do you design to achieve this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of techniques, including bondage, S & M and psychological training. What I can guarantee is 100 % achiever rate and that nobody is going to get hurt. However, we have reached the gunpoint of no return. If you agree to use our services, I will give you ALL the particular. If you choose not to use our avail, this conversation is over. You will never take heed from us again. If you contact the police or the media, they will ascertain cipher but a legitimise insurance agency. We are good at what we do and we have never had trouble. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your reply"?
Pattison hesitated for only a moment :"severalize me more ”.
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The newsworthiness frenzy that came after her affair was revealed induce Kristen Stewart to invalidate several media appearing. She did not feel like answering any questions about the intimacy or the breakup. In fact she did not find like doing anything for the rest of the hebdomad. She made the vociferation to invalidate her appointments and dismissed the staff of her mansion. The lonesome thing she would be doing for the next 7 days is fucking Prince Rupert Sanders, her new favorite boy toy. Henry Martyn Robert was fun for a while, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Henry M. Robert needed to man up and run on.
After putting on her darling top, skinny jeans and brushing her long reddish brown haircloth, Kristen made her way toward her sleeping room threshold. A tall stranger waited for her in the doorway. Kristen was pinned against the sleeping accommodation wall. A knife was pressed to her slender neck."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot smoother"said the masked interloper. Kristen was frozen in fear. The alien put away the knife and quickly spin around Kristen around, pinning her fount first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The intruder chuckled while tying her radiocarpal joint behind her"Go ahead and scream, princess, there is cypher here but us ”.
With her hands tightly secured, Kristen was shoved face 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 ! Take my notecase ”. 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 rapine me !"
Still wearing a smile on his masked side, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's nose and mouth, all while pinning her slender saltation physique to the bed.
The futile but sexy struggles continued for just a few min. Her eyes rolled to the backbone of her head. Her lids closed and her body went limp.
"Well, there goes the fun character"sighed the intruder,"now, where is the little terror's cell phone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her world was darkness and cold. The bag was still over her head. She was laying face down on the floor, her bare nipples pressed against the stale concrete. Her ramification were free, but her manpower were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to run her head and roll on her back, pain shot through her acantha and sleeve. She tried to jiggle her fingerbreadth and realized they were touching higher up back than they were supposed to. She started to panic and respire faster. She then realized something big and round of golf was stuck in her mouth.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to pick up spokesperson in the elbow room. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will pretermit her for days"said the other, unfamiliar vocalization
"good, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A couple of unassailable script grabbed her by the arms and set her upright piano, sitting on her articulatio genus. The bag was pulled off her forefront and Kristen was blinded by the bright lights.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Stewart. I know you have a lot of interrogative sentence, but given your predicament, you are not in the stead to ask. If we feel generous, we will answer those head in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could muster up with a testicle gag in her mouth.
"First things first"Said the alien"You are tied up in a reverse petition position. It is designed to not only be painful but to also limit your movement considerably. So try not to struggle if you want to avoid unneeded pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may have also noticed, you are wearing a ball gag. It is not designed to hold open you quiet, but rather to make you salivate, mostly for humiliation purposes. flavor loose to scream all you like. cypher outside these wall can find out you."
By now Kristen's optic had adjusted to the light. In front of her stood a man in a ski mask and a short lash in his hand. The stranger's voice belonged to him. The sight of him, his wearing apparel and the whip sent shivers down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and bound. Ropes were encircling her torso and breasts.
She then saw the other man. He was slowly circling around the room, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"Henry Martyn Robert ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her mind. Her MMFFing through the gag was less articulate.
"Since you are a guest,"continued the cloaked unknown,"there are rules you have to follow, break them and run a risk punishment. Rule 1…
Kristen's intellect drowned out the speaker. She was looking instead at Henry M. Robert. Her head was spinning. What was he doing here ? Why am I tied up ? What do they want from me ?
She screamed at Henry Martyn Robert through her gag, She shot him looks of anger and disarray. Robert's expression didn't variety. The sound of the whip slicing through the air got her care. The speaker was standing right in nominal head of her."Do you empathise the business firm rules"
A looking of incapacitated muddiness was all Kristen could manage
The disguised man grabbed the edge missy by the mentum and loosened the strap on the ball gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few seconds to spit the gag out.
"Do you realize the principle ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? Robert WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The masked man shoved the ball gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one more sentence, do you empathize the rules ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU SOB ! ! ! You unspoilt let me go. People will be looking for me. Prince Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The disguised man shoved the ball gag back into the missy sass, this time tightening the strap.
"Ill study that as a no, Ms. Stewart. Let's shed light on some things up. cypher is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a workweek. You were kind decent to invalidate all of your appointments for the next 7 days, so the media won't be looking for you. As for Mr. Sanders, he received a text shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his number. You even issued a instruction on your twitter page announcing the termination of your relationship and a very heartfelt apology to his menage and your lover. In light, cypher will be looking for you for a while. At this time you are completely at our mercy ”.
"As for the family pattern, it is clear you did not hear them. You broke several of them just now. For that you must be punished. First rule is that you will call me as sir and Mr. Pattison as skipper. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of turning and used foul language ”. The disguise man looked up at Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many transgressions did you count, 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 brain was forced down on the footing. She was still on her knee joint. With her hands tied and her bottom straight up in the air, the girl was the very definition of vulnerability. The first thrash came without warning. The pain in the neck across her stooge cheek was sudden and acutely. Kristen let out an agonized and draw out scream.
The shock was quickly followed by fright and an imminent touch sensation of doom.
The second smasher of the lash was as shocking as the first. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the measure of pain she was in was overwhelming.
The third strike of the whiplash sent an echo across the little elbow room. The botheration similarly echoed from her buttocks, through her spine and throughout the rest of her wring trunk. Kristen could not think or translate what was happening to her. Her throat became very tight.
Perhaps it was the sheer helplessness 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 time the whiplash struck her defenseless ass for the 4th fourth dimension. Time seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the floor with no strength or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the whip for the 5th time.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her globe gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a tranquil reception from behind her. This was the first fourth dimension that Henry Martyn Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Henry Martyn Robert sat in front man of the trussed up Kristen, grabbing her by the scalp and pulling her up to a sitting posture
"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 painful sensation ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Robert. This was the first prison term she has seen such rage.
The room was once again unsounded. Only two speech sound filled the memory board elbow room were the small whimpers and sobs that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Robert let go of Kristen's hair and walked behind her. Kristen heard his pants being unzipped. This was her lonesome warning before she felt Roberts penis driving force inside her. Kristen let out a short 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 painful style. The web of ropes that surrounded her torso and kept her hands in a reverse gear orison position only made it worse. Henry M. Robert gave his hips one powerful jabbing. botheration shot through Kristen's scalp, down her spine and through her arms. Kristen's let out a croaky scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know zip of pain in the neck"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Robert's time was punctuated by a unattackable pelvic thrust. Each stab brought on more riot. The wow seemed to flow Robert's lust. The thrusts became more fixture and shop. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in pain in the ass. The agonized screams were replaced by desperate, infliction filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to anguish alone. She was helpless. The impression of desperation filled her with panic. She was once again bawling. Her ball gag prevented her from swallowing. As a result she was drooling uncontrollably. In dead, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new sensation soon washed over her ; arousal. As Robert continued to know her, she felt her loins clotheshorse."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 wander her.
Each push sent a wave through Kristen's body. Whether it was one of botheration or pleasance, the poor female child could no longer tell. The warm sensation scatter 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 coming. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Henry Martyn Robert tensed up, gave one final exam thrust, grunted and released his cargo inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slump over on top of her bound form. She then felt him distill himself from inside her. Her consistence was still in agony. The pain 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 knickers and started to take the air out of the way.
"Make sure she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the door. The masked man took out more R-2. One end of the rope was passed through the grommet on the ceiling and attached to a pulley on the side of the rampart. The masked man used the other end to tie yet another knot behind Kristen's back, adding to the web already holding Kristen's bound form. Kristen heard the pulley clicking away and found herself being lifted from the flooring. As the ropes pulled her high, she once again felt the painfulness in her dispirited back and shoulders. Kristen struggled to her foundation, but her capturer continued to pull up on the rope. Soon Kristen was forced to stand on her toes. And still, she was being pulled up higher. When her captor finally stopped pulling up the forget me drug, Kristen could barely touch on the reason with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her torso. The pain in her spine, coat of arms and shoulders was excruciating.
"Try not to move, Ms. Stewart"said the masked man,"motion will only bring in the pain worse"
The man walked out of the room. The illumination went off. The heavy metallic element door clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the dark with zip but her pain sensation to keep her company. The whimpers and breathlessness filled the empty space.
"I don't want her injury permanently"said Robert Pattison. He was watching the Monitor. The screen showed Kristen Stewart hanging in the air. Her ventilation was panicked. Her body wring. Her oculus portrayed utter agony.
"This is not the number 1 time I have done this"rebuked Mr. Smith"I am not in the business organisation of maiming multitude. When this is done, Ms. James Maitland Stewart will still be capable 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 matter she has done before. The only thing that will change will be her psychological science ”.
Henry M. 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 impart on if you know the decently push button to push. Ms. Stewart has to get submissive to you. She has to be dependent on you. You need to create this family relationship strictly about advantage and punishments. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own condition. This is simple genial conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to learn to bet on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely thirsty by now. Bring her solid food in about an minute. Make her earn it ”.
Kristen did not finger thirstiness. Her mind was completely concentrated on the pain. She was fighting to hold on her consciousness. The annoyance was overwhelming. She was beginning to lose her battle.
The bedroom door opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the illumination. When she recovered, she saw Robert. The passion in his optic was gone.
He put the two plates he brought with him on the level and went over to the pulley. Kristen's exhausted organic structure was lowered to the ground. Her legs could not halt her weight and collapsed under her. Henry M. Robert untied the knot responsible for for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some food"He said calmly."I will take aim off your gag. Please stay silent."
The clump was removed. Her jaw ached, her mouth was parched. Henry M. Robert offered her a deoxyephedrine of water and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be thirsty"said Robert in an almost pleasant tone.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. Truth was, she was very hungry. Her breakfast was small and she had null to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just Logos, Kristen. Actions verbalise louder. Show me just how thankful you are"answer Robert.
Kristen looked at him confused. Robert unzipped his pants and let his engorged penis drop out."No teeth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's centre bulged at the pile of his appendage. She has never performed a blowjob. The very view of it disgusted her. Kristen started to stutter and shake her nous
"N…N…No…Robert, please d…don't…"
A smacking across the nerve startled and shook Kristen. The girl's cheek was stinging from the impact.
"You thankless cunt !"Yelled Robert. He shoved the orchis gag back into her mouth and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more willing to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the chamber and closed the door. Kristen once again found herself in the night. She was no longer suspended above the story. As long as she did not fight against her bonds, she did not feel the pain. But without the annoyance, her other gumption were once again working. Within 10 minutes the wizard of hunger was intolerable. She could crawl right on following to the food bowl, but het gag did not let her chew or swallow. The smell filled her nostril and made the sentience even more discriminating. This was a different variety of torture.
The hr seemed almost like an eternity. The door opened once again. Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's bound form.
"Are you ready to extract your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her head desperately and moaned through the gag. Robert took his clock time undoing the testicle gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the formal gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another slap across the face shut Kristen up.
"You will call me victor, and you will beg me to earmark you to bodge me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will give you. Do you read ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"good, now be a good working girl and beg"
A mi started to form in Kristen's pharynx. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please suck your stopcock ?"
Robert unzipped his pants and let his dick hang out. The matter was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this meal, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her articulatio genus toward the waiting Henry M. Robert. She kept her eyes on the now bulging member, hesitant to get close to it. The cerebration of putting that thing in her lip was almost vomit inducing.
"Perhaps you would like wait another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her head toward the phallus, hesitating just a little before taking it in her sassing. She encircled the shaft with her lips ever so slightly and bobbed her pass up and down.
Robert rolled his eyes."Don't waste my fourth dimension, whore. absorb it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a little more pressure with her mouth and licked the bottom of the penis with the tip of her natural language. She wanted zilch to do with it and she was determined not to let it relate the interior of her mouth.
Robert lost patience and grabbed the rachis of Kristen's scalp, shoving her head forward and forcing his shaft rich inside Kristen's throat. Kristen gave a frightened yelp, then started to contend against Henry M. Robert's grip.
"If I feel just one tooth, tart, I will lather you raw ! You got that ?"yelled Robert.
Kristen understood and took precaution to prevent her jaw opened. But she could not facilitate but scramble against Henry Martyn Robert's grip. His putz was moving in and out of her throat, making it hard to breathe. Unfortunately for Kristen, her battle only seemed to sprain Robert on even more. His poking increased in quickness.
All Kristen could do was decoct on her breathing, which became harder and harder.
Henry Martyn Robert suddenly tensed up. Kristen knew he had reached his sexual climax. Soon after, her mouthpiece was filled with Robert's hot germ. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's straits so he could search into her middle. The sperm cell was starting to drip out of her oral fissure.
"sup it"he demanded,"you will need the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to thrust 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 cast off up. It took various more than swallows. While she managed to keep it down, she could not fake the expression of disgust that washed over her boldness. That verbal expression seemed to afford Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her hairsbreadth."I guess you earned that meal. Eat up."He kicked the Ag bowl of solid food in figurehead of her.
He started to take the air out of the room.
"Master…. can you delight untie my coat of arms"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Henry Martyn Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that food like the bitch that you are. Do you understand that ?"
Kristen knew easily 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 barker bowl was yet another mortification, but one that she was willing to inhabit with. She shoved her oral cavity cryptic in to the bowl. By the time she was done, the roll was licked clean. So was the floor where the tramp bits of food fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side of meat. The concrete floor was hard and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get comfortable. She has given up struggling and screaming for help. Even tears were no longsighted an option. She curled herself in the foetal view. Her tooth chattered and her organic structure shook from the common cold. Eventually debilitation won over and she passed out.
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When the sound of the door porta and the bright brightness woke her, she did not screw where she was. She was hoping that the horror of the night before were just a bad dream. When she managed to open up her eyes, she fell into despair once again.
Her body ached all over. Her butt joint nerve still stung rom the whipping. Her pussycat felt sore from the rape. She could barely feel her hands.
Robert and the masked man entered the elbow room.
"Mr. Julia Evelina Smith is going to loosen you, but only if you promise to acquit yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to utter, but found her throat to be completely dry. She nodded her hear instead. Mr. Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the knots. Robert approached the young woman with a nursing bottle of water and some wet wipes.
"You must be thirsty"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her water, Robert started cleaning her face with the rub. Kristen was a passel. Her pilus was disheveled, dried tear, saliva and bits of food covered her face.
Robert was very gentle with her. This was not the Lapplander man that raped her the Night before.
"I never really cared for your constitution or your Goth face, you know"he said casually, brushing her farseeing, reddish brown hair's-breadth,"You are a raw beauty. You should not hide your features ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the other shoe to drop. She tried to seem equanimity, but her mind was screaming, panicking.
Mr. Smith undid her bonds. Kristen was capable to make a motion her hands for the low gear time in many hours. She gasped as botheration snapshot through her arms. It would get a while to recover their full mobility.
Mr. Smith turned away from her, putting the roach away in his bag. Soon after, Henry Martyn Robert turned away as well, walking over to the garbage and checking his telephone set.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely free. Moreover, the heavy room access was open and unobstructed. The whole process took only a few mo, but Kristen decided to pee-pee a run for it.
Her legs were sore and painful. Her sense of proportion was off and she was still exhausted from lowest night's ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the doorway. She stumbled various clock time before reaching the stairs. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the stair. Her mind 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 room access. She pulled on the handgrip, but the threshold would not give. She pounded on the door, she screamed for help, but nothing helped. Whatever enduringness carried her up the stairs 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 bit later she heard the footstep coming from below. The footfall were deliberate, lacking urgency or panic. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, intensity hidden in that calm voice.
"Henry Martyn Robert, please. Let's talk about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded slap made her see stars.
"Do you bask lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you take a firm stand on betraying me at every tour ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her tears flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Robert grabbed a fistful of Kristen's fuzz 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 clog on her own cocksucker, grabbing at the walls to keep her balance.
"You are a traitorous, backstabbing whore. I extended you a niggling kindness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to intrust you ever again ?"
When they reached the bedchamber, Robert threw Kristen on the trading floor.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the uncontrollable sobs
"words, Kristen, just Good Book ! Your activeness speak otherwise !"spat out Robert.
He then addressed to the disguise man ;"Mr. Smith, the cyprian has betrayed me yet again. She needs her punishment."
MR. Smith 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 recollective piece of rope to Kristen's wrists and hooked the former end on the cap pulley. He pulled the rophy tight enough to raise the girlfriend's wrists as high as her shoulders, but allowed Kristen to continue to stand up straight.
Mr. Ian Smith then brought out a 3 foot hanker metal pole with strap attached to each end. The pole was attached to the ankles, leaving Kristen's legs feast. The ring gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the tout ensemble. Kristen was once again lost and exposed.
Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the mentum."You have nobody to blame but yourself ”. lash in hand, he took a jive at Kristen's torso. Kristen let out an agonized wow. A big red welt started to appear across her abdominal cavity. Another lilt of the whiplash, another cheap scream, another red wheal. Kristen was quickly brought to tears. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 party whip across the stomach, Robert walked behind the girl and started whipping her spinal column. More shrieking followed.
"The first 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in strawman of Kristen once more. His succeeding baseball swing was aimed squarely at her breasts. The pain was so vivid, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The following 10 are for trying to escape ”. The whip continued to waste Kristen's titty, especially her now ultra-sensitive pap. By the time the 20th C landed, Kristen was in verbalise hysterics.
"Now, for the fun part"said Robert
With that he took out two clamp. He attached exercising weight to them. Each system of weights was the size of a golf glob and librate thrice as a lot. He pulled and flicked Kristen's nipples to stimulate them. Kristen let out a loudly squeals. When the teat clinch were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's groan grew louder."Remember,"said Robert,"action at law have consequences ”.
He waked behind the trussed up missy. A quick unzipping sound and she was skewered by Henry Martyn Robert's member.
His jab were shortly and spry. The Wave of joy pulsed from her pussycat to the residual of her body. Meanwhile the sharp pain from the tit clinch radiated through her thorax. The mixture of pain and pleasure confused Kristen and sent her consistence reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not see how she was getting off from colza, but it was the reality. The poor girlfriend tried to suppress the orgasm but nil worked. Her breather became patronize and shallow. Her body started to go into convulsions. Sweat rolled down her bound limbs.
She was nearing vent and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her question. Nothing worked. As she climaxed, she led out an titillating scream. Soon after she heard Robert's pleasurable screaming. For a while the elbow room was filled with sounds of sound external respiration. Then Robert stood in front of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juices and sperm.
"Time to make clean it off"he said before sticking his hawkshaw in her mouth. The ring gag made it out of the question to move her jaw and difficult to swallow.
"Lick it off, beef"Robert said as he inserted his member deeper into her mouthpiece. Kristen did her best to lick it, but the muck just stayed in her sassing.
It took half an hour to lick it off completely. Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whiplash. He brushed it up against Kristen's cheek. A sadistic smell washed over his face.
"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 make water, you do not give away, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Robert walked around Kristen's bound frame. Whipped her 5 times, whiplash coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her hint and tried not to scream.
"Now, you will stand there for a while and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to pass out or come asleep. You will dislocate your shoulders if you do."said Robert as he walked out of the elbow room. The heavy room access slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the wickedness. She hated the iniquity. There was goose egg but hurting in the darkness. The nipple clamp still tugged at her sore mamilla. The ring gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the taste of her own vaginal juices 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 musical theme how long it took for Robert to come 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 Robert, petting her on the spine of her head and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the ring gag. Kristen managed to lap up her dried lips. He untied her carpus from the cap rope and undid the strap separating her ankles. Kristen collapsed on the floor. She licked dry lips.
She did not need any admonisher to know what to do next.
"Thank you… Master. May I …please suck your putz"
Robert smiled and took off his knickers. Kristen knew what to do. She took his wind sock in her backtalk like an ice emollient cone. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her lips. She swallowed it as far as her throat would allow.
When she felt the tool start to pulse, she redoubled her efforts. And when the hot cum exploded in her lip, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the juices, licking Henry M. Robert's prick clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Robert was strike.
He went back up the step and came down with a blanket.
"This is for being a in effect girl. Now, Eat. We have a farsighted day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that plate clean. She then laid down on the mantle. Her articulatio radiocarpea and shoulders were still tied behind her. But she was getting used to that. Just yesterday she would take been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to resist. She has given up trying to fight. Most of all, she was earnestly afraid of let down Robert.
She fell asleep on the blanket
The flickering lights woke Kristen up. Her physical structure ached all over. Her labia, her butt cheeks and her tit all stung from the day before. Still, her philia fluttered when she saw Robert walk into the way. She was determined to obey him this time. Whether it was out of fear or genuine affection, she did not know. Much like her reactions to pleasure and trouble in the net 2 daytime, this one was not easily explainable.
Henry M. Robert started to clean her expression and brush her hair while Mr. smith untied her wrists and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May please I suck your cock now ?"Kristen's answer was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, sweetie"said Robert. His pure tone was calm and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, sea captain"Kristen responded. Was it true ? Did she mean it ? Kristen was not surely what to think.
"And you would do anything to prove it, wouldn't you ?"Henry Martyn Robert continued
"Yes, schoolmaster"
"I will do things to you today, Some of them painful. I want you to have intercourse that I am not punishing you. I am simply seeing if you love me. I love you Kristen. I don't like to pain you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes captain"She did not love what to trust anymore.
Robert took out a pair of handcuff and secured Kristen's hands behind her spine."goodness, now, suck my cock."
Kristen did not postulate to be told twice. She lunged at the elongated and took it in her mouth. She bobbed her back and Forth River, up and down and side to side. Her tongue licked and caressed every inch of that penis. She sucked up the pre come juices. When the Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her brim.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you need me to do ?"
Robert did not skip a beat."Suck my balls, slave"
Kristen complied without question. Taking the sack in her mouth, she proceeded to massage it with her tongue and mouth. She sucked the balls clean, filling her mouth with their salty taste. This was just to void punishment, she told herself. But somewhere deep inside she began to like these nasty secret plan.
"Good girl."Robert decided this was enough pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her feet. It was then that the fille noticed a retentive Mexican valium running across the way. Knots were tied all along the distance of the roach. Rope was set about waist senior high school.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her head. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. metalworker to get Kristen ready. Mr. Smith took out a ball gag, mamilla clamps and 2 solidification of weight. He put on the gag and clipped the weight to Kristen's teat. He then directed Kristen toward the circle. He helped her swing one of her wooden leg over the rope. He then made certain that Kristen's pussy sassing were hugging the rope.
Henry M. Robert stood on the early face of the rope.
"This is a trust employment, Kristen. You will walk toward me, when you reach me, I'll adopt off a man of paraphernalia. go when you are ready ”.
Kristen felt the pain as soon as she started moving. She had to stand on her toes to save the roach from digging in too deep, 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 fire yourself"warned Robert.
Going fast was the last thing Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the first knot. Kristen could not help oneself but let out an agonized belly laugh. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the Mexican valium was digging in to her pussy. She had to force her snatch over the knot, clenching her jaw in the process. 10 column inch further down the rope she had to seize another knot. By the time she reached Robert, Kristen was ready to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulders, kissing her on the forehead and taking off her globe gag."Very good. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll commencement to take off the weight on the mamilla lolly ”.
Kristen was set to collapse 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 know.
Kristen struggled over every knot, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her awareness from the painfulness on a few social occasion. But she completed the cycle not once, but four Thomas More sentence. When Robert finally took her off the rope, she cried tears of joy.
"Thank you, lord"she said as Henry Martyn Robert
"On your human knee"commanded Robert.
He sat behind the keeling Kristen and pulled out a vibrator. Kristen gasped at the sight of the instrument but said nothing.
"Do you require it, slave ? Do you require me to get you off ?
Word came out o her mouthpiece before Kristen could even think them"Yes master"
"Then you have to earn it. Make your helping hand useful"
Kristen's bridge player were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Henry M. Robert twisted one of her bosom with his strong finger."Stupid young lady, you should know what I want !"
Using the other bridge player he directed Kristen's spring hands toward his bulging member. His drawers were still on.
"Stroke it, you little whore ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his engorged fellow member underneath his drawers
"goooooood"he said"now you get a wages. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's pussy, shoved it in and turned it on.
moving ridge of pleasure started to ripple from her crotch to the balance of her body. Kristen let out small groan of pleasure.
"You like that, you piffling filth ?"asked Robert.
"yessss passe-partout"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to grind against the vibrator. Her hands were still busy rubbing his dick.
"Is it as good as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Henry Martyn Robert. Caught off sentry duty, Kristen stiffened. The attrition stopped. She held her breath.

Another tight squeezing and clout on her nipple elicited and brassy gasp.
"Well, was it, you little whore ?"Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The hand that molested the nipple let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's tomentum, pulling her mind back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Henry Martyn Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to whimper
"Now answer again, did you enjoy this as very much when Rupert did this ?"Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely mixed-up about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's pussy
Kristen, still on guard, let out a modest moan. She continued to rub Henry M. Robert's phallus 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 awful pinch of her nipple made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little cocotte"Robert whispered in the girlfriend's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"good, Kristen, good. You are finally being honest with me."
Robert continued to energize Kristen's sex. She was getting More and More aroused. Her breathing started to get heavier. She started to sweat. The most surprising thing for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new piece of ass toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes master ”. Her heart and soul pace was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to propagate through her dead body. Her breathing was becoming to a greater extent and to a greater extent intense. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and more fervor. The Sami fervor drove Kristen to rub Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you know what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, master"
Robert Twisted her nipple. Kristen moaned
"You are impertinent than that, Kristen."He hissed in her capitulum,"Try again"
"A trickster, passe-partout !"
"NO ! Try again !"Henry M. Robert twisted her nipple one More clip. Kristen threw her head back, repressing a screeching. It was still terrible. But was she starting to like it ?
"A lady of pleasure, professional !"Kristen was moaning. Her frown jaw became stiff. 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 Henry M. Robert's script that was rubbing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Robert stood in movement of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her boob were rising up and down dramatically. A looking of surprise, frustration and disappointment washed over her look."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the the true shall set you loose"said Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a whore, Kristen."
"Yes, master"Kristen looked down, averting Henry M. Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating whore like you ?"Robert continued
Another greyback started creeping into Kristen's pharynx. Words came out like a flood."Punish me, passkey. Spank me, blister me, do anything you want with me, master key ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty cyprian, I deserve punishment !"
Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her hair, pulled her to her feet and shoved her against the wall.
"STAND hush !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in care. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the paries. Robert swung the party whip and landed a vicious snow against Kristen's white meat. Kristen opened her mouth to scream, but stifled it in the last second. She bent her knees from the pain, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Henry Martyn Robert was readying another hard blow. Kristen looked away and shut her center, holding her breath and anticipating another blow. The puff came, even more irritating than the first. Her frame bent, and an agonized riot escaped her lip. Red wale started to seem on her breasts. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 Thomas More bump came. Kristen suppressed her urge to scream, only occasionally letting out a whimper. Despite the pain, her tit were erect and her pussycat was wet.
Robert threw down the whip and walked over Kristen. He stood over her trembling form. Kristen looked away, not wanting to meet Robert's gaze. Robert grabbed a handful of her powerful breast and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's fingers slid down to her nipple. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the break mammary. Kristen let out a moan. Her titty were sore from the whipping. Her skin seemed like it was on flack.
"Would you like me to stop over ?"Henry M. Robert asked gently
"No, master"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Robert grabbed the other tit, squeezing it in a similar mode. This metre he bent down, took the teat in the backtalk and started licking the sore pap. 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 fight it. Robert bit down on the nipple. Kristen screamed. Her breathing spell was ragged.
"Do you want me to stop ?"
"No, master"
Robert eventually lost pursuit in her breast. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in social movement of Kristen's pussy.
"scatter 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 middle finger's breadth and poke it inside Kristen. Kristen's consistence shuddered. Henry Martyn Robert continued to thrust, first slowly, then with increasing velocity. It did not necessitate long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out long erotic moans. She breathed heavily from her mouthpiece. She got up on her toes, make to fall back control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM schoolmaster ! ! !"she screamed.
Robert quickly took his finger out of her pussy. ventilation raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a look of great foiling, but thought ripe about saying anything. Robert only showed her his middle finger, one used to bring her so agonizingly close to an orgasm.
"salt lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the digit, as if she would a member. 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 wall, he thrust his cock deep in her vagina. Kristen would experience screamed, had she been able to take a breather. Henry Martyn Robert lifted Kristen off the flat coat with the potent thrusts of his hips. One, two, three firm, deliberated thrusts was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, jounce and pleasure shooting through their torso. Robert let go of Kristen's throat. The haste of line of descent back into her mentality only doubled the orgasmic sensation. Kristen took a deep breath and let out a respective long, erotic moan. Her body went limp from the pleasurable charge. Kristen's succus rand down her leg and thigh. It took her almost 30 second gear to start breathing normally. She was exhausted. Henry Martyn Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the pathetic girl over to her cover and laying her down on it.
All Kristen could do was count at him. She was still breathing heavily, an occasional groan escaping her throat. She was laying hitch on the flooring, string of hair obscuring her expression. Her small, round bosom were rising and falling quickly.
Robert was done as well. He turned toward the threshold, picking up small-arm of paraphernalia on the way out.
"Master, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few 60 minutes. Get some rest"
"Master, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to apologize !"
Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprisal in his voice.
"I am good-for-nothing I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so trade good to me. You were the perfect 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 to a greater extent and to a greater extent 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 unfounded and loose. When Prince 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 naughty. Oh, GOD, Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to hurt you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced give-and-take. Henry Martyn Robert took her in her arms.
"I am blue ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, maestro, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Robert took her head in his arms and kissed her on the brow"
"Kristen, do you love me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer discussion than these."Yes captain, with all my heart ”.
"Then you will wait for me here. Do you see ?"
Kristen nodded, bust running down her face."Yes, master ”.
As the heavy threshold closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the dark. She hated the dark. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nothing more than to be with her master. She fell asleep, crying. Her sobs eventually melted away into cryptical sleep.
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"She woke up to the familiar sound of the opening door. Henry Martyn Robert entered the room. Her get wind fluttered. She even allowed herself a smile.
Henry Martyn Robert went through his pattern procedure without saying a work. He brushed her hair and wiped her au naturel body down with wet cloths. Kristen was trying to take care into his eye, to find a clue to his mood. She found nothing.
She was even more dumbfound when, upon finishing the hygiene routine, Robert produced a small key and unlocked her manacle. Kristen rubbed her sore wrists, not knowing what to score of it all. He tossed some apparel in front end of her."Put these on and meet me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the skinny jean. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her home. I seemed like an timelessness ago. In another spirit, perhaps.
Henry M. Robert disappeared up the steps. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The wearing apparel felt outlander to her. So was the feeling of ambulating under her own power. She went through the expectant door way and up the stair. She reached the second doorway, one that kept her from escaping. This time the door was undefended wide. She climbed some more steps and reached the top. She saw Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with Methedrine."Is that the rope captain ?"she thought.
"I am almost done slave. Sit by me"Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now remember, the cognitive process is not fill out"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens nightlong, but you seemed to have progressed very well. Follow my instructions to the letter of the alphabet 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 windowpane. She has not seen the outside world for 24-hour interval. Already it seemed alien to her.
Henry Martyn Robert shook the man's hand and turned his gaze to Kristen.
"seed, slave. We have a lot to talk about"
"Yes, master key ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one last party favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am cognisant that you run in the Lapplander roach as one Michael Bay. If you could give him my plug-in and severalize him that I could work out his Megan Fox problem, I would be a lot obliged."
A calendar week later the Hollywood mass medium broke the narration :"Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an interview.
Mr. Smith saw a familiar boldness on TV and turned up the volume"I was stunned and selfish. I made a huge mistake. Henry M. Robert was kind enough to take me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The mass medium hailed it as a write up of buyback, of love surviving the ultimate mental test. Only a trained eye could see the straight tarradiddle : Ms. Stewart's carriage when she sat succeeding to Mr. Pattison, the submissive manner in which she addressed him on television camera, the quick looks she gave Robert while silently seeking permission to speak to the interviewer. Kristen Stewart, the Hollywood bad young lady, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The telephone rang ;"Stockholm industriousness, Smith speaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's ripe to talk to you. Sure, get together on Wed will be just fine…"

Until next time… .