renown Trainers : Kristen Stewart
Codes : MF, nc, ravishment, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, bond,

Disclaimer : This is fable, it did NOT chance. phantasy is effectual. This news report does not advocate fury against women. If you have any suggestions for this or any former future story, please email me. Don't forget to castrate and neuter your ducky. Hope you enjoy the story.
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Robert Pattison was still recovering from the dissolution. Kristen's occasion caught him by surprisal. What resulted was a mixture of grief and anger. And despite his best efforts to conciliate, the feel were not going away.
When a friend of a Quaker suggested a certain plaza that"fixes these relationship trouble ”, Henry Martyn Robert was skeptical. The clientele card said"Stockholm Industries"and listed a number. The friend did not give much more detail or account. Pattison had to schedule an designation on the headphone. The whole thing was very secretive."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a feeling ”.
The authority on the concern card was located on the far outskirts of eastward Los Angeles. No sign was posted above or in front man of the door, just an office number. The inside the role Robert found 4 space Caucasian walls, elementary desk and chairwoman. There was another door on the opposite incline of the office. The resident of the desk was a knit looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading glasses and expanding waistline gave an depression of a career office worker.
"Mr. Pattison, make out in please ”.
Pattison took a butt.
"You may phone me Mr. Smith. commencement things first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and Dagger modus operandi, the services that we offer are very exclusive. You need not only money, but the aright connectedness, which you obviously do. We are closelipped for a reason. The legality of our services is confutative. But we are very good at what we do, and nobody ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Henry Martyn Robert replied"I still don't understand how you can serve me. What exactly do you do ? And what does any of this have to do with me ?"
Mr. John Smith leaned forward"You are a world figure, Mr. Pattison. Your late breakup with Ms. Kristen Jimmy 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 doings limiting. If you choose to employ our inspection and repair, I can assure that not only will infidelity no longer be a concern in your relationship, but Ms. Dugald Stewart well be a lot more accordant and pleasing to you. There will be no more competitiveness or discrepancy. Ms. Stewart will obey you in every way possible, especially sexually. She will give in to your every desire and will persist true to you ”.
"How exactly do you plan to achieve this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a compounding of technique, including thraldom, S & M and psychological breeding. What I can undertake is 100 % success rate and that cipher is going to get hurt. However, we have reached the spot of no comeback. If you agree to use our services, I will impart you ALL the details. If you choose not to use our services, this conversation is over. You will never get wind from us again. If you contact the law or the culture medium, they will find zip but a legitimate insurance way. We are good at what we do and we have never had job. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your answer"?
Pattison hesitated for only a second :"severalize me more ”.
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The news frenzy that came after her affair was revealed caused Kristen Jimmy Stewart to cancel several media visual aspect. She did not feel like answering any doubtfulness about the affaire or the dissolution. In fact she did not feel like doing anything for the rest of the hebdomad. She made the birdsong to call off her appointments and dismissed the staff of her star sign. The only thing she would be doing for the adjacent 7 days is fucking Rupert drum sander, her new front-runner boy toy. Robert was fun for a while, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Robert needed to man up and proceed on.
After putting on her favourite top, weedy jean and brushing her longsighted reddish brown hair, Kristen made her way toward her bedroom threshold. A magniloquent stranger waited for her in the room access. Kristen was pinned against the bedroom wall. A knife was pressed to her slender neck."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot still"said the dissemble intruder. Kristen was frozen in awe. The alien put away the tongue and quickly spun Kristen around, pinning her face first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The intruder chuckled while tying her wrists behind her"Go ahead and scream, princess, there is nobody here but us ”.
With her hired hand 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 require from me ? ? ? I have money ! get my notecase ”. Kristen started pleading
With her mortise joint secured, the unknown stood over Kristen, smiling.
"I don't want your money, princess."
"OH, God"Kristen nearly broke into rip"please don't rape me !"
Still wearing a smile on his masked face, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's nose and oral fissure, all while pinning her slender bound signifier to the bed.
The futile but sexy struggles continued for just a few minutes. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her lids closed and her body went limp.
"fountainhead, there goes the fun part"sighed the intruder,"now, where is the brat's mobile phone phone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her existence was dark and cold. The bag was still over her head. She was laying face down on the floor, her bare teat pressed against the cold concrete. Her stage were unloose, but her hands were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to move her nous and bun on her back, pain barb through her vertebral column and weapons system. She tried to jiggle her finger's breadth and realized they were touching in high spirits up backbone than they were supposed to. She started to panic and respire faster. She then realized something big and circle was stuck in her mouth.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to hear vocalization in the way. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will pretermit her for daylight"said the other, unfamiliar voice
"good, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A duad of strong hands grabbed her by the weapon and set her upright, sitting on her knees. The bag was pulled off her head and Kristen was blinded by the bright lights.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Stewart. I know you have a lot of questions, but given your predicament, you are not in the position to ask. If we feel generous, we will answer those interrogation in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could rally with a ball gag in her mouth.
"First things first"Said the stranger"You are tied up in a reverse prayer position. It is designed to not only be irritating but to also specify your drive considerably. So try not to struggle if you want to avoid unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may suffer also noticed, you are wearing a clump gag. It is not designed to keep you placidity, but rather to make you drool, mostly for humiliation use. Feel gratuitous to squall all you like. cypher outside these rampart can hear you."
By now Kristen's oculus had adjusted to the light source. In presence of her stood a man in a ski masquerade and a short lash in his hired man. The Stranger's voice belonged to him. The sight of him, his wearing apparel and the lash sent shivers down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and bound. Ropes were encircling her trunk 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 creative thinker. Her MMFFing through the gag was LE articulate.
"Since you are a guest,"continued the masked stranger,"there are rules you have to travel along, check them and adventure punishment. linguistic rule 1…
Kristen's thinker 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 confusion. Robert's look didn't change. The sound of the whip slicing through the air got her attending. The speaker was standing right in front of her."Do you understand the house rules"
A looking at of helpless muddiness was all Kristen could manage
The masked man grabbed the bound miss by the chin and loosened the strap on the ball gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few seconds to spit the gag out.
"Do you understand the convention ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? ROBERT WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The masked man shoved the bollock gag back into her back talk, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one more prison term, do you understand the ruler ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU mongrel ! ! ! You better let me go. citizenry will be looking for me. Prince Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The masked man shoved the ball gag back into the girls mouthpiece, this sentence tightening the strap.
"Ill withdraw that as a no, Ms. Dugald Stewart. Let's all the way some thing up. NOBODY is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a week. You were form plenty to cancel all of your assignment for the next 7 twenty-four hours, so the media won't be looking for you. As for Mr. sander, he received a text shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his telephone number. You even issued a command on your twitter page announcing the end point of your relationship and a very heartfelt apology to his home and your devotee. In short, nobody will be looking for you for a while. At this time you are completely at our mercy ”.
"As for the house dominion, it is clear you did not learn them. You broke various of them just now. For that you must be punished. maiden rule is that you will address me as sir and Mr. Pattison as superior. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of turn and used foul speech communication ”. The masked man looked up at Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many transgressions did you count, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Henry Martyn Robert's answer.
"Then you should dispense with the punishment ”, said the disguised man as he handed Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a luck to object, her oral sex was forced down on the ground. She was still on her articulatio genus. With her hands tied and her fanny straight up in the air, the miss was the very definition of exposure. The first thrash came without warning. The infliction across her butt brass was sudden and shrewd. Kristen let out an agonized and prolonged scream.
The shock was quickly followed by fear and an impendent tactile sensation of doom.
The instant strike of the whip was as shocking as the first. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the amount of pain she was in was overwhelming.
The thirdly smash of the lash sent an echo across the little room. The pain similarly echoed from her buttocks, through her spine and throughout the rest of her contorted eubstance. Kristen could not think or infer 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 meter the lash struck her defenseless ass for the 4th time. Time seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the story with no effectiveness or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the whiplash for the 5th time.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her Ball gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a tranquilize reaction from behind her. This was the for the first time time 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 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 trustfulness ! You have caused me incredible pain ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Robert. This was the first time she has seen such rage.
The way was once again soundless. Only two sound filled the entrepot 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 only warning before she felt Henry M. Robert penis thrust inside her. Kristen let out a brusk yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a woman of the street"Robert whispered in her ear"then you will be treated like one.
He grabbed Kristen's hair again. Kristen's back was arched in a painful manner. The web of ropes that surrounded her torso and kept her bridge player in a opposite supplicant place only made it speculative. Robert gave his coxa one mightily thrust. pain in the ass shot through Kristen's scalp, down her pricker and through her arms. Kristen's let out a croaky scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know nothing of painfulness"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Robert's time was punctuated by a strong pelvic push. Each thrust brought on more shrieking. The screams seemed to feed Robert's lust. The thrusts became more regular and frequent. 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 hurt alone. She was helpless. The touch sensation 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 shortsighted, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new sense impression soon washed over her ; arousal. As Robert continued to fuck 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 maltreated, but now her own trunk started to lead astray her.
Each thrust sent a wave through Kristen's dead body. Whether it was one of botheration or joy, the poor girl could no longer tell. The lovesome sense experience ranch from her loins to the relaxation of her body. Her mind was racing, her pile became cloudy. She was doing everything to prevent the seemingly inevitable climax. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Robert tensed up, gave one final examination thrust, grunted and released his loading inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slump over on top of her bound form. She then felt him draw out himself from inside her. Her body was still in excruciation. The pain was slowly pass off and so was the tactile sensation 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 room.
"Make trusted she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the door. The cloak man took out more rope. One end of the circle was passed through the loop on the ceiling and attached to a pulley on the side of the wall. The block out man used the former end to tie yet another grayback behind Kristen's back, adding to the web already holding Kristen's saltation sort. Kristen heard the pulley clicking away and found herself being lifted from the story. As the ropes pulled her higher, she once again felt the pain in her lower back and shoulders. Kristen struggled to her feet, but her captor continued to pull up on the forget me drug. Soon Kristen was forced to remain firm on her toes. And still, she was being pulled up higher. When her captor finally stopped pulling up the rope, Kristen could barely reach the ground with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her torso. The pain in her spine, subdivision and articulatio humeri was excruciating.
"Try not to move, Ms. Stewart"said the dissemble man,"drive will only work the pain uncollectible"
The man walked out of the room. The lights went off. The heavy alloy door clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the dark with nothing but her nuisance to keep her company. The whimpers and sobs filled the empty space.
"I don't want her hurt permanently"said Robert Pattison. He was watching the monitor lizard. The screen showed Kristen Stewart hanging in the air. Her breathing was panicked. Her body distort. Her optic portrayed utter agony.
"This is not the first time I have done this"rebuked Mr. Joseph Smith"I am not in the occupation of maiming the great unwashed. When this is done, Ms. Stewart will still be able to go 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 things she has done before. The only 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 fetch on if you know the aright buttons to push. Ms. Stewart has to become subservient to you. She has to be dependent on you. You need to cook this relationship strictly about rewards and punishments. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terms. This is wide-eyed mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to learn to calculate on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely thirsty by now. work her nutrient in about an hour. stimulate her earn it ”.
Kristen did not feel thirst. Her intellect was completely concentrated on the pain. She was fighting to keep her consciousness. The painfulness was overwhelming. She was beginning to lose her battle.
The sleeping accommodation door opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the light. When she recovered, she saw Henry Martyn Robert. The furore in his eyes was gone.
He put the two home base he brought with him on the floor and went over to the pulley. Kristen's exhausted soundbox was lowered to the priming. Her legs could not harbour her weight and collapsed under her. Henry M. Robert untied the Calidris canutus responsible for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some food"He said calmly."I will rent off your gag. Please persist silent."
The ball was removed. Her jaw ached, her back talk was parched. Robert offered her a glass of weewee and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be thirsty"said Henry Martyn Robert in an almost pleasant tone.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. accuracy was, she was very hungry. Her breakfast was small and she had zero to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just words, Kristen. legal action verbalize louder. Show me just how thankful you are"replied Robert.
Kristen looked at him befuddle. Robert unzipped his pant and let his stuff penis decline out."No tooth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's eyes bulged at the view of his member. She has never performed a blowjob. The very thought of it disgusted her. Kristen started to bumble and shake her headland
"N…N…No…Robert, please d…don't…"
A slap across the buttock startled and shook Kristen. The girl's impertinence was stinging from the impact.
"You ungrateful squawk !"Yelled Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her mouth and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more willing to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the chamber and closed the room access. Kristen once again found herself in the shadow. She was no longer suspended above the flooring. As long as she did not struggle against her adherence, she did not feel the pain. But without the pain, her other dope were once again working. Within 10 arcminute the sensation of hunger was unendurable. She could crawl right future to the food bowl, but het gag did not let her masticate or swallow. The smell filled her nostrils and made the sentience even more acute. This was a different kind of torture.
The hour seemed almost like an eternity. The door opened once again. Henry Martyn Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's bound form.
"Are you quick to express your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her head desperately and moaned through the gag. Robert took his time undoing the bollock gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the glob gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another slap across the face shut Kristen up.
"You will squall me overlord, and you will beg me to allow you to blow me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will feed you. Do you understand ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"commodity, now be a in force whore and beg"
A knot started to work in Kristen's throat. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please suck your prick ?"
Robert unzipped his pants and let his hawkshaw bent out. The thing was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this meal, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her knee toward the waiting Henry Martyn Robert. She kept her eyes on the now bulging penis, hesitant to get close to it. The thought of putting that matter in her oral fissure was almost vomit inducing.
"Perhaps you would wish wait another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her head toward the penis, hesitating just a slight before taking it in her oral fissure. She encircled the shaft with her mouth ever so slightly and bobbed her psyche up and down.
Robert rolled his optic."Don't thriftlessness my time, whore. Suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a little More pressure with her backtalk and licked the tail of the penis with the tip of her glossa. She wanted zilch to do with it and she was determined not to let it refer the inside of her mouth.
Robert lost patience and grabbed the back of Kristen's scalp, shoving her head forward and forcing his dick abstruse inside Kristen's pharynx. Kristen gave a panicky yelping, then started to skin against Robert's grip.
"If I feel just one tooth, cocotte, I will whip you raw ! You got that ?"yelled Robert.
Kristen understood and took care to preserve her jaw opened. But she could not help but scramble against Henry M. Robert's adhesive friction. His dick was moving in and out of her throat, making it arduous to breathe. Unfortunately for Kristen, her conflict only seemed to flex Henry M. Robert on even more. His stab increased in quickness.
All Kristen could do was concentrate on her breathing, which became harder and harder.
Robert suddenly tensed up. Kristen knew he had reached his sexual climax. Soon after, her backtalk was filled with Robert's hot seed. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's head teacher so he could calculate into her eyes. The sperm was starting to drip out of her mouth.
"Swallow it"he demanded,"you will involve the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to throw up. She swallowed once, but her gag reflex nearly kicked in. she started to cough.
"Don't you dare spit it out, bitch."Kristen suppressed the urge to throw up. It took several to a greater extent swallows. While she managed to keep it down, she could not fake the expression of disgust that washed over her face. That expression seemed to give Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her whisker."I guess you earned that meal. Eat up."He kicked the silver stadium of nutrient in front of her.
He started to walk out of the room.
"Master…. can you please untie my blazon"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Henry M. Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that intellectual nourishment like the bitch that you are. Do you understand that ?"
Kristen knew substantially than to argue with him.
The Heavy room access closed and Kristen was once again alone and in the dark. She was tied up and hunched over on her knees. Eating out of a doggie bowlful was yet another chagrin, but one that she was willing to inhabit with. She shoved her sassing deep in to the bowl. By the time she was done, the sports stadium was licked clean. So was the floor where the stray bits of solid food fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side. The concrete base was strong and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get comfortable. She has given up struggling and screaming for helper. Even tears were no retentive an option. She curled herself in the fetal position. Her teeth chattered and her body shook from the cold. Eventually exhaustion won over and she passed out.
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When the sound of the door opening and the bright light woke her, she did not cognize where she was. She was hoping that the horrors of the nighttime before were just a bad dream. When she managed to afford her centre, she fell into despair once again.
Her consistency ached all over. Her butt cheeks still stung rom the debacle. Her snatch felt sore from the rape. She could barely feel her deal.
Robert and the dissemble man entered the elbow room.
"Mr. Ian Douglas Smith is going to loosen you, but only if you promise to deport yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to speak, but found her throat to be completely dry. She nodded her hear instead. Mr. Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the knots. Robert approached the fille with a bottle of body of water and some wet wipes.
"You must be thirsty"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her urine, Robert started cleaning her face with the wipe. Kristen was a mess. Her haircloth was disheveled, dried teardrop, saliva and scrap of food covered her face.
Robert was very gentle with her. This was not the same man that raped her the night before.
"I never really cared for your make-up or your Goth tone, you know"he said casually, brushing her foresightful, reddish brown hair,"You are a natural knockout. You should not enshroud your characteristic ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the other shoe to drop-off. She tried to take care calm, but her thinker was screaming, panicking.
Mr. metalworker undid her bonds. Kristen was able to actuate her mitt for the first gear time in many hours. She gasped as pain in the neck crack through her blazon. It would take a while to regain their full mobility.
Mr. Kate Smith turned away from her, putting the ropes away in his bag. Soon after, Robert turned away as well, walking over to the refuse and checking his phone.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely free. Moreover, the hard room access was open and unobstructed. The whole process took only a few bit, but Kristen decided to take a crap a run for it.
Her legs were sore and unspeakable. Her sense of Libra was off and she was still exhausted from last dark's ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the door. She stumbled various times before reaching the stairs. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the stairs. Her mind was racing. She was afraid to count back. She just kept on going. After climbing the stairs for what seemed like an eternity, she reached a door. She pulled on the handle, but the door would not give. She pounded on the threshold, she screamed for help, but zilch helped. Whatever strength carried her up the stairs was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the threshold and started crying. She hugged her human knee and rocked back and forth, not knowing what to do next.
A few minutes later she heard the footsteps coming from below. The footsteps were turn over, lacking urgency or scare. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, intensity hidden in that settle down voice.
"Robert, please. Let's lecture about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded slap made her see stars.
"Do you savor lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you insist on betraying me at every turn ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her tears flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Robert grabbed a handful of Kristen's hair and pulled her to her feet.
"I ask you to behave and you run from me ! ! ! How am I supposed to believe you ?"screamed Robert.
He started dragging her down the stair by her scalp. Kristen continued to give-up the ghost on her own sobs, grabbing at the wall to restrain her balance.
"You are a traitorous, backstabbing sporting lady. I extended you a little benignity, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to trust you ever again ?"
When they reached the sleeping accommodation, Robert threw Kristen on the floor.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the unruly sobs
"Words, Kristen, just countersign ! Your actions speak otherwise !"fuss out Robert.
He then addressed to the masked man ;"Mr. Smith, the whore has betrayed me yet again. She needs her punishment."
MR. Smith nodded and grabbed Kristen by her articulatio radiocarpea, forcing them behind Kristen's back. He tied the wrist joint together then did the same to her elbows. He then tied a recollective piece of rope to Kristen's wrist joint and hooked the other end on the ceiling pulley. He pulled the circle tight enough to raise the girl's articulatio radiocarpea as high as her shoulders, but allowed Kristen to go along to stand up straight.
Mr. Smith then brought out a 3 invertebrate foot long metal pole with strap attached to each end. The celestial pole was attached to the ankle, leaving Kristen's legs gap. The ring gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the corps de ballet. Kristen was once again incapacitated and exposed.
Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the chin."You have nobody to blame but yourself ”. whip in hand, he took a swing at Kristen's body. Kristen let out an agonized scream. A big red welt started to appear across her abdomen. Another swing of the party whip, another gaudy scream, another red welt. Kristen was quickly brought to tears. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 whiplash across the abdomen, Robert walked behind the girl and started whipping her backrest. More riot followed.
"The commencement 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in front of Kristen once more. His next swing was aimed squarely at her breasts. The pain was so acute, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The next 10 are for trying to scat ”. The whip continued to waste Kristen's breasts, especially her now ultra-sensitive nipples. By the clip the 20th nose candy landed, Kristen was in utter hysterics.
"Now, for the fun part"said Robert
With that he took out two clamp. He attached weights to them. Each weight was the sizing of a golf testicle and librate thrice as often. He pulled and flicked Kristen's nipples to induce them. Kristen let out a loud squeals. When the nipple clamp were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's moans grew louder."Remember,"said Henry M. Robert,"activity have consequences ”.
He waked behind the trussed up girl. A quick unzipping sound and she was skewered by Robert's penis.
His thrusts were short and quick. The Wave of pleasure pulsed from her kitty-cat to the relaxation of her soundbox. Meanwhile the sharp bother from the nipple clamps radiated through her breast. The smorgasbord of painful sensation and pleasance confused Kristen and sent her dead body reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not understand how she was getting off from rape, but it was the world. The poor girl tried to suppress the orgasm but cipher worked. Her intimation became frequent and shallow. Her trunk started to go into upheaval. Sweat rolled down her bounce limbs.
She was nearing press release and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her headspring. goose egg worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic scream. Soon after she heard Robert's pleasurable scream. For a while the room was filled with phone of heavy breathing. Then Robert stood in front of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juices and sperm.
"time to clean it off"he said before sticking his dick in her mouth. The hoop gag made it impossible to go her jaw and difficult to swallow.
"biff it off, kick"Henry M. Robert said as he inserted his member deeper into her lip. Kristen did her adept to lick it, but the gunk just stayed in her sassing.
It took half an hour to bat it off completely. Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whip. He brushed it up against Kristen's typeface. A sadistic look washed over his face.
"Now, lets talk about that coming. You did have one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her head.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to birth one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her top dog, her organic structure starting to tremble.
"You do not make water, you do not shit, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Robert walked around Kristen's edge frame. Whipped her 5 time, lash coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her breathing time and tried not to call.
"Now, you will stand there for a while and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to go along out or fall asleep. You will dislocate your shoulder if you do."said Robert as he walked out of the room. The fleshy doorway slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the darkness. She hated the nighttime. There was nothing but pain in the dark. The nipple clamps still tugged at her sore nipples. The doughnut gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the gustatory perception of her own vaginal juice in her sass. She did not require to be this way anymore. She did not want to be whipped anymore. She swore to herself she would never disobey Robert again.


She had no idea how longsighted it took for Henry M. Robert to get along back. When he did, he brought food and water with him.
"Have you learned your lesson, Kristen ?"
Kristen shook her mind 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 back of her headland and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the hoop gag. Kristen managed to lick her dried lips. He untied her wrists from the cap roach and undid the strap separating her ankles. Kristen collapsed on the story. She licked dry lips.
She did not need any monitor to know what to do next.
"Thank you… lord. May I …please draw your hammer"
Robert smiled and took off his pants. Kristen knew what to do. She took his sock in her mouth like an ice cream cone. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her lips. She swallowed it as far as her throat would grant.
When she felt the dick start to pulse, she redoubled her efforts. And when the hot cum exploded in her back talk, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the juice, licking Robert's shaft clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Robert was ingrain.
He went back up the stairs and came down with a blanket.
"This is for being a serious girl. Now, Eat. We have a long day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that shell clean. She then laid down on the blanket. Her wrists and shoulders were still tied behind her. But she was getting used to that. Just yesterday she would take been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to resist. She has given up trying to fight down. Most of all, she was earnestly afraid of dissatisfactory Robert.
She fell asleep on the blanket
The flickering lights woke Kristen up. Her eubstance ached all over. Her labia, her butt cheeks and her boob all stung from the day before. Still, her sum fluttered when she saw Robert manner of walking into the elbow room. She was determined to obey him this clip. Whether it was out of care or genuine affection, she did not be intimate. Much like her reactions to pleasure and hurt in the net 2 days, this one was not easily explainable.
Robert started to make clean her face and brush her pilus while Mr. Smith untied her wrist joint and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May please I suck your peter now ?"Kristen's reception was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, sweetie"said Henry Martyn Robert. His pure tone was calm and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, master"Kristen responded. Was it unfeigned ? Did she mean it ? Kristen was not sure what to think.
"And you would do anything to essay it, wouldn't you ?"Henry Martyn Robert continued
"Yes, victor"
"I will do matter to you today, Some of them painful. I want you to know that I am not punishing you. I am simply seeing if you love me. I love you Kristen. I don't like to spite you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes Master"She did not cognise what to believe anymore.
Robert took out a pair of handcuffs and secured Kristen's work force behind her back."trade good, now, give suck my cock."
Kristen did not need to be told twice. She lunged at the elongated and took it in her mouth. She bobbed her back and forth, up and down and side to side. Her lingua licked and caressed every inch of that member. She sucked up the pre seminal fluid juices. When the Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her rim.
"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 release in her mouth, she proceeded to knead it with her lingua and back talk. She sucked the balls clean, filling her mouth with their salty taste. This was just to quash penalisation, she told herself. But somewhere deep inside she began to like these nasty game.
"Good girl."Henry Martyn Robert decided this was enough pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her foundation. It was then that the daughter noticed a retentive rope running across the room. gnarl were tied all along the length of the rope. Mexican valium was set about waist high.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her psyche. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Smith to get Kristen ready. Mr. Smith took out a globe gag, teat clamps and 2 sets of weight. He put on the gag and clipped the weight to Kristen's mammilla. He then directed Kristen toward the Mexican valium. He helped her swing one of her legs over the R-2. He then made sure that Kristen's purulent lip 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 bit of paraphernalia. Start when you are fix ”.
Kristen felt the pain as soon as she started moving. She had to stand on her toes to keep the rope from digging in too deep, but that did not facilitate much. The rope was still rubbing up against her pussy.
"Don't go too fast. I don't want you to sting yourself"warned Robert.
Going fast was the close affair Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the outset mile. Kristen could not help but let out an agonized thigh-slapper. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the rope was digging in to her snatch. She had to force her snatch over the grayback, clenching her jaw in the process. 10 inch further down the circle she had to conquer another knot. By the time she reached Robert, Kristen was fix to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulders, kissing her on the frontal bone and taking off her ball gag."Very good. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll showtime to conduct off the free weight on the nipple loot ”.
Kristen was prepare to apply up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Henry M. Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine loyalty to her captor ? She did not have a go at it.
Kristen struggled over every knot, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her knowingness from the pain on a few occasions. But she completed the Hz not once, but four More prison term. When Robert finally took her off the forget me drug, she cried weeping of joy.
"Thank you, master"she said as Robert
"On your genu"commanded Robert.
He sat behind the keeling Kristen and pulled out a vibrator. Kristen gasped at the sight of the legal instrument but said nothing.
"Do you want it, slave ? Do you want me to get you off ?
Word came out o her sass before Kristen could even reckon them"Yes schoolmaster"
"Then you have to realize it. realize your deal useful"
Kristen's deal were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Robert twisted one of her teat with his strong fingerbreadth."dolt girl, you should acknowledge what I want !"
Using the other hand he directed Kristen's bound hands toward his bulging penis. His pants were still on.
"Stroke it, you little whore ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his stuff member underneath his pants
"goooooood"he said"now you get a advantage. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's pussy, shoved it in and turned it on.
Waves of pleasure started to ripple from her crotch to the rest of her physical structure. Kristen let out lowly moans of pleasure.
"You like that, you little skank ?"asked Robert.
"yessss original"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 M. Robert. Caught off guard, Kristen stiffened. The grinding stopped. She held her breath.

Another tight wring and pull on her nipple elicited and flash gasp.
"wellspring, was it, you little whore ?"Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The mitt that molested the nipple let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's hair, pulling her question back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to whimper
"Now answer again, did you enjoy this as much when Rupert did this ?"Henry Martyn Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely mazed about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's pussy
Kristen, still on guard duty, let out a modest groan. She continued to rub Henry Martyn Robert's penis with her hands
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you cheat on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know master"
A painful pinch of her nipple made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little whore"Robert whispered in the miss's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a soul new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"commodity, Kristen, good. You are finally being honest with me."
Henry M. Robert continued to perk up Kristen's sex. She was getting more than and more ruttish. Her ventilation started to get arduous. She started to sweat. The most storm thing for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new screw toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes master ”. Her heart pace was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to spread through her dead body. Her respiration was becoming more and more intense. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and more fervor. The same fervor drove Kristen to rub Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you know what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, passkey"
Robert Twisted her tit. Kristen moaned
"You are impudent than that, Kristen."He hissed in her spike,"Try again"
"A cheater, passe-partout !"
"NO ! Try again !"Robert twisted her nipple one more sentence. Kristen threw her head back, repressing a scream. It was still painful. But was she starting to care it ?
"A cocotte, headmaster !"Kristen was moaning. Her depleted jaw became sozzled. 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 helping hand that was rubbing her bosom and pinching her nipples. Robert stood in battlefront of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her breasts were rising up and down dramatically. A look of surprise, frustration and disappointment washed over her face."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the truth shall set you free"said Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a woman of the street, Kristen."
"Yes, master"Kristen looked down, averting Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating bawd like you ?"Henry M. Robert continued
Another air mile started creeping into Kristen's pharynx. intelligence came out like a flood."Punish me, master. Spank me, whip me, do anything you want with me, victor ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty whore, I deserve penalty !"
Henry M. Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her hair, pulled her to her infantry and shoved her against the bulwark.
"stand STILL !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in fear. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Henry Martyn Robert swung the whiplash and landed a brutal shock against Kristen's breasts. Kristen opened her mouthpiece to scream, but stifled it in the last moment. She bent her knees from the annoyance, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Robert was readying another severely black eye. Kristen looked away and shut her eyes, holding her breath and anticipating another blow. The reverse came, even more painful than the first. Her frame set, and an agonized scream escaped her mouth. Red welts started to appear on her breasts. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 Thomas More blows came. Kristen suppressed her urge to scream, only occasionally letting out a whine. Despite the pain, her nipples were erect and her pussy was wet.
Robert threw down the whiplash and walked over Kristen. He stood over her trembling form. Kristen looked away, not wanting to gather Henry M. Robert's gaze. Henry Martyn Robert grabbed a handful of her right on breast and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's fingers slid down to her nipple. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the exposed mammary. Kristen let out a moan. Her knocker were sore from the whipping. Her peel seemed like it was on ardor.
"Would you like me to stop ?"Robert asked gently
"No, master"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Robert grabbed the other breast, squeezing it in a standardised manner. This time he bent down, took the teat in the mouthpiece and started licking the sore nipple. Another moan escaped Kristen's backtalk. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not cause the will to agitate it. Henry M. Robert bit down on the tit. Kristen screamed. Her breath was ragged.
"Do you want me to stop ?"
"No, master"
Robert eventually lost interest in her titty. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front of Kristen's pussy.
"Spread your leg"
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 eye fingerbreadth and drive it inside Kristen. Kristen's torso shuddered. Robert continued to pierce, first slowly, then with increasing amphetamine. It did not convey long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out long erotic groan. She breathed heavily from her sass. She got up on her toes, ready to lose control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM schoolmaster ! ! !"she screamed.
Robert quickly took his digit out of her pussy. Breathing raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a look of nifty frustration, but thought ameliorate about saying anything. Henry M. Robert only showed her his middle finger's breadth, one used to play her so agonizingly close to an orgasm.
"Lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the finger, as if she would a penis. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Robert took off his pants. He grabbed Kristen's pharynx and squeezed. Kristen could not breathe. Pinning her to the wall, he thrust his dick trench in her vagina. Kristen would deliver screamed, had she been capable to breathe. Robert lifted Kristen off the ground with the powerful thrusting of his hips. One, two, three inviolable, deliberated knife thrust was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, shock and pleasure shooting through their physical structure. Henry Martyn Robert let go of Kristen's throat. The rush of pedigree back into her mastermind only doubled the orgasmic sensation. Kristen took a deep breathing spell and let out a respective long, titillating groan. Her body went limp from the pleasurable rush. Kristen's juices rand down her leg and thigh. It took her almost 30 indorsement to start up breathing normally. She was exhausted. Henry M. Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the piteous girl over to her blanket and laying her down on it.
All Kristen could do was count at him. She was still breathing heavily, an occasional groan escaping her pharynx. She was laying hobble on the base, strands of hair obscuring her facial expression. Her humble, round knocker were rising and falling quickly.
Robert was done as well. He turned toward the door, picking up pieces of appurtenance on the way out.
"Master, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few hour. 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 sorry I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so commodity to me. You were the perfect beau. I just knew that you were going to propose to me…"
Robert could see that Kristen was becoming more and more excited. Every conviction was filled with to a greater extent and more hysterics. She was getting to the wand of crying. He walked back and knelt beside her.
"… I loved you with all my bosom. But I was scared that my life-time was ending. I wanted to be wild and absolve. When Prince Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
Tears started to appear in her middle.
"I just wanted to be bad and racy. Oh, GOD, Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to hurt you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced language. Henry Martyn Robert took her in her arms.
"I am dismal ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, captain, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Henry M. Robert took her head in his blazonry and kissed her on the brow"
"Kristen, do you bed me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer actor's line than these."Yes master, with all my gist ”.
"Then you will wait for me here. Do you understand ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her facial expression."Yes, passkey ”.
As the grave room access closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the wickedness. She hated the dark. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted zippo more than to be with her victor. She fell asleep, crying. Her sobs eventually melted away into late sleep.
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"She woke up to the conversant audio of the opening door. Robert entered the room. Her hear fluttered. She even allowed herself a grinning.
Robert went through his normal procedure without saying a work. He brushed her hair and wiped her naked torso down with wet cloths. Kristen was trying to look into his eyes, to find a cue to his humour. She found nothing.
She was even more perplexed when, upon finishing the hygiene subroutine, Henry Martyn Robert produced a small key and unlocked her handlock. Kristen rubbed her sore wrists, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some dress in front of her."Put these on and meet me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the near denim. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her home. I seemed like an eternity ago. In another spirit, perhaps.
Robert disappeared up the stairs. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The clothes felt estrange to her. So was the smell of ambulating under her own power. She went through the threatening door way and up the stairs. She reached the second doorway, one that kept her from escaping. This clock time the room access was open panoptic. She climbed some more stairs and reached the top. She saw Robert talking to a chubby man with ice."Is that the rope master ?"she thought.
"I am almost done slave. Sit by me"Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now remember, the process is not complete"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens overnight, but you seemed to have progressed very well. 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 rundown street through a tinted window. She has not seen the outside world for days. Already it seemed foreign to her.
Henry Martyn Robert shook the man's hand and turned his regard to Kristen.
"seminal fluid, slave. We have a lot to talk about"
"Yes, master ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one endure favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am mindful that you run in the same Mexican valium as one Michael Bay. If you could leave him my plug-in and state him that I could work his Megan Fox problem, I would be practically obliged."
A week later the Hollywood media broke the story :"Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an interview.
Mr. David Smith saw a familiar side on TV and turned up the intensity"I was dullard and selfish. I made a Brobdingnagian mistake. Henry Martyn Robert was variety decent to take me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The metier hailed it as a tarradiddle of redemption, of passion surviving the ultimate test. Only a trained eye could see the confessedly floor : Ms. James Maitland Stewart's strength when she sat next to Mr. Pattison, the slavish mode in which she addressed him on camera, the quick looks she gave Robert while silently seeking permission to verbalize to the interviewer. Kristen Jimmy Stewart, the Hollywood bad missy, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The phone rang ;"capital of Sweden Industries, Smith speechmaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's good to talk to you. Sure, meeting on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until next time… .