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

disclaimer : This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. This story does not advocate wildness against cleaning lady. If you have any trace for this or any other future tense story, please netmail me. Don't forget to castrate and neuter your favourite. Hope you enjoy the story.
Story :
Henry M. Robert Pattison was still recovering from the separation. Kristen's affair caught him by surprisal. What resulted was a smorgasbord of grief and anger. And despite his best sweat to reconcile, the feelings were not going away.
When a friend of a booster suggested a sure stead that"fixes these human relationship problems ”, Henry M. Robert was unbelieving. The business card said"Stockholm diligence"and listed a numeral. The friend did not give much more item or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an appointment on the phone. The whole thing was very secretive."Still ”, thought Henry Martyn Robert,"it's worth a look ”.
The bureau on the business add-in was located on the far outskirts of E Los Angeles. No sign of the zodiac was posted above or in front of the room access, just an office number. The inside the office Robert found 4 blank white bulwark, wide-eyed desk and electric chair. There was another door on the opposite slope of the spot. The resident of the desk was a plain looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading eyeglasses and expanding waist gave an effect of a career office worker.
"Mr. Pattison, follow in please ”.
Pattison took a prat.
"You may call me Mr. Smith. low thing first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and obelisk routine, the military service that we offer are very single. You need not only money, but the right connections, which you obviously do. We are secretive for a rationality. The legality of our serve is questionable. But we are very full at what we do, and cypher ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Robert replied"I still don't empathise how you can help oneself me. What exactly do you do ? And what does any of this have to do with me ?"
Mr. Smith leaned forward"You are a public shape, Mr. Pattison. Your recent dissolution with Ms. Kristen Stewart is public cognition. Ms. Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to move on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is behaviour adjustment. If you choose to employ our overhaul, I can undertake that not only will infidelity no longer be a care in your kinship, but Ms. Dugald Stewart well be a lot more accordant and pleasing to you. There will be no more fights or disagreements. 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 plan to achieve this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of techniques, including thraldom, S & M and psychological preparation. What I can assure is 100 % success rate and that nobody is going to get hurt. However, we have reached the point of no comeback. If you agree to use our services, I will give you ALL the details. If you choose not to use our inspection and repair, this conversation is over. You will never find out from us again. If you contact the police or the mass medium, they will find nothing but a legitimatize insurance agency. We are in effect at what we do and we have never had job. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your resolution"?
Pattison hesitated for only a moment :"Tell me More ”.
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The newsworthiness frenzy that came after her affair was revealed cause Kristen Jimmy Stewart to cancel several metier appearance. She did not feel like answering any questions about the involvement or the breakup. In fact she did not feel like doing anything for the rest period of the week. She made the calls to cancel her appointments and dismissed the staff of her sign. The solitary affair she would be doing for the future 7 Clarence Day is fucking Prince Rupert Sanders, her new favorite boy toy. Robert was fun for a piece, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Robert needed to man up and motivate on.
After putting on her favorite top, skinny jean and brushing her long reddish brown hair's-breadth, Kristen made her way toward her bedroom room access. 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 drum sander"said the masked interloper. Kristen was frozen in fear. The stranger 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 articulatio radiocarpea behind her"Go ahead and scream, princess, there is nobody here but us ”.
With her deal tightly secured, Kristen was shoved face up on top of her bed. The interloper took out more rope and started tying her ankles.
"What do you want from me ? ? ? I have money ! Take my wallet ”. Kristen started pleading
With her ankles secured, the stranger stood over Kristen, smiling.
"I don't want your money, princess."
"OH, God"Kristen nearly broke into tears"please don't rapine me !"
Still wearing a grin on his masked face, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's olfactory organ and backtalk, all while pinning her slender bounds mannikin to the bed.
The futile but sexy struggle continued for just a few minutes. Her center rolled to the vertebral column of her chief. Her eyelid closed and her trunk went limp.
"Well, there goes the fun part"sighed the intruder,"now, where is the brat's cell phone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her world was dark and cold. The bag was still over her brain. She was laying boldness down on the trading floor, her bare nipples pressed against the cold concrete. Her peg were resign, but her hands were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to travel her head and axial rotation on her back, pain dig through her pricker and arms. She tried to wiggle her fingers and realized they were touching higher up spine than they were supposed to. She started to panic and take a breather faster. She then realized something big and round was stuck in her mouth.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to take heed voices in the room. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will miss her for 24-hour interval"said the other, unfamiliar vocalization
"honorable, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A duo of strong hands grabbed her by the arms and set her erect, sitting on her knees. The bag was pulled off her foreland 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 resolve those head in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could muster with a ball gag in her mouth.
"First things first"Said the stranger"You are tied up in a reverse prayer spot. It is designed to not only be painful but to also limit your movement considerably. So try not to scramble if you want to avoid unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may experience also noticed, you are wearing a ball gag. It is not designed to keep you quiet, but rather to name you salivate, mostly for mortification purposes. smell free to scream all you like. nobody outside these walls can get wind you."
By now Kristen's middle had adjusted to the twinkle. In front of her stood a man in a ski mask and a poor whip in his hand. The Stranger's vocalization belonged to him. The sight of him, his dress and the whip sent shiver down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and bound. roach were encircling her torso and breasts.
She then saw the former man. He was slowly circling around the way, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"ROBERT ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her mind. Her MMFFing through the gag was less articulate.
"Since you are a guest,"continued the masked stranger,"there are convention you have to follow, break them and risk penalization. linguistic rule 1…
Kristen's mind drowned out the talker. She was looking instead at Robert. Her head was spinning. What was he doing here ? Why am I tied up ? What do they want from me ?
She screamed at Robert through her gag, She shot him looks of choler and confusion. Henry Martyn Robert's manifestation didn't variety. The sound of the whip slicing through the air got her attention. The speaker was standing right in front of her."Do you understand the house regulation"
A looking of helpless mix-up was all Kristen could manage
The masked man grabbed the bounce girl by the chin and loosened the strap on the ball gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few mo to ptyalize the gag out.
"Do you translate the rules ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE nether region DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? ROBERT WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The masked man shoved the musket ball gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one more time, do you sympathize the rule ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU BASTARD ! ! ! You beneficial let me go. people will be looking for me. Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The block out man shoved the musket ball gag back into the girls mouth, this time tightening the strap.
"Ill take that as a no, Ms. Stewart. Let's clear some matter up. NOBODY is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a week. You were kind plenty to set off all of your appointee for the next 7 days, so the media won't be looking for you. As for Mr. Sanders, he received a textual matter shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his identification number. You even issued a statement on your chirrup page announcing the termination of your relationship and a very heartfelt apology to his home and your rooter. In abruptly, nobody will be looking for you for a piece. At this time you are completely at our mercy ”.
"As for the house rules, it is crystallize you did not see them. You broke respective of them just now. For that you must be punished. First convention is that you will deal me as sir and Mr. Pattison as master. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of spell and used contaminate language ”. The masked man looked up at Henry M. Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many transgression did you numeration, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Henry M. Robert's answer.
"Then you should dispense with the penalty ”, said the masked man as he handed Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a chance to object, her brain was forced down on the ground. She was still on her knees. With her manpower tied and her rump straight up in the air, the girl was the very definition of vulnerability. The commencement thrash came without warning. The pain in the neck across her butt cheek was sudden and sharp. Kristen let out an agonized and prolonged scream.
The blow was quickly followed by fear and an imminent look of doom.
The second strike of the whip was as shocking as the number 1. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the total of pain in the ass she was in was overwhelming.
The third smasher of the whip sent an echo across the small way. The infliction similarly echoed from her seat, through her spine and throughout the rest of her contorted body. Kristen could not guess or understand what was happening to her. Her pharynx became very tight.
Perhaps it was the sheer weakness she was experiencing, or the panic that has washed over her. Perhaps it was simply the annoyance. Whatever the reason, Kristen was in tears and sobbing uncontrollably by the time the party whip struck her defenseless ass for the 4th time. 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 ball gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a still response from behind her. This was the first time that Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Robert sat in social movement of the trussed up Kristen, grabbing her by the scalp and pulling her up to a sitting side
"WHY ? ? ?"he asked incredulously,"You have betrayed me, Kristen ! You told me you loved me and then you cheated on me ! You have broken my faith ! You have caused me incredible pain ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Robert. This was the 1st time she has seen such rage.
The elbow room was once again silent. Only two speech sound filled the storage room were the minor whimper and sobs that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Henry Martyn Robert let go of Kristen's haircloth and walked behind her. Kristen heard his trouser being unzipped. This was her only admonition before she felt Roberts phallus driving force inside her. Kristen let out a brusque yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a whore"Henry Martyn Robert whispered in her ear"then you will be treated like one.
He grabbed Kristen's hair again. Kristen's back was arched in a painful manner. The web of roofy that surrounded her trunk and kept her hands in a reverse prayer lieu only made it forged. Robert gave his hips one muscular stab. Pain shot through Kristen's scalp, down her spine and through her arms. Kristen's let out a pharyngeal scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know nothing of pain"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Henry Martyn Robert's time was punctuated by a secure pelvic thrust. Each thrust brought on more screams. The screams seemed to feed Robert's lustfulness. The thrusts became more fixture and frequent. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in pain. The agonised riot were replaced by desperate, pain filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to pain alone. She was helpless. The feeling of desperation filled her with panic. She was once again bawling. Her ball gag prevented her from swallowing. As a outcome she was drooling uncontrollably. In short, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new superstar soon washed over her ; arousal. As Henry Martyn 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 abused, but now her own torso started to betray her.
Each thrust sent a wave through Kristen's trunk. Whether it was one of pain or pleasure, the pitiable girl could no longer tell. The warm sensation spread from her loins to the sleep of her body. Her creative thinker was racing, her sight became cloudy. She was doing everything to prevent the seemingly inevitable climax. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Henry M. Robert tensed up, gave one final jabbing, grunted and released his load inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slump over on top of her bound cast. She then felt him extract himself from inside her. Her trunk was still in agony. The infliction was slowly fading and so was the feeling of stimulation. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Robert pulled on his pant and started to walk out of the room.
"shuffling sure she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the door. The masked man took out more rope. One end of the forget me drug was passed through the loop on the ceiling and attached to a pulley-block on the position 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-block clicking away and found herself being lifted from the base. As the Mexican valium pulled her higher, she once again felt the pain in the neck in her modest back and berm. Kristen struggled to her feet, but her captor 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 rope, Kristen could barely equal the ground with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her torso. The pain in the neck in her back, weaponry and berm was excruciating.
"Try not to move, Ms. Jimmy Stewart"said the cloak man,"front will only constitute the nuisance sorry"
The man walked out of the room. The lighter went off. The cloggy metal door clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the dark with nix but her pain to keep on her party. The whine and asshole filled the empty space.
"I don't want her harm permanently"said Robert Pattison. He was watching the monitor. The screen showed Kristen Stewart hanging in the air. Her breathing was panicked. Her body contorted. Her middle portrayed complete agony.
"This is not the first time I have done this"rebuked Mr. Smith"I am not in the business of maiming people. When this is done, Ms. Stewart will still be able-bodied to function in her formula surroundings. She will still act, or at least try to. She will still walk the red rug. She will do all the things she has done before. The only if matter 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 light to bestow on if you know the right buttons to push. Ms. James Maitland Stewart has to go submissive to you. She has to be dependent on you. You need to make this family relationship strictly about rewards and penalization. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terms. This is round-eyed mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to study to calculate on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely athirst by now. Bring her food in about an hour. attain her earn it ”.
Kristen did not feel hunger. Her mind was completely concentrated on the hurting. She was fighting to save her consciousness. The pain in the ass was overwhelming. She was beginning to miss her engagement.
The chamber threshold opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the light. When she recovered, she saw Henry Martyn Robert. The fad in his eyes was gone.
He put the two crustal plate he brought with him on the floor and went over to the pulley. Kristen's exhausted body was lowered to the basis. Her legs could not hold her weighting and break down under her. Robert untied the knot responsible for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some solid food"He said calmly."I will strike off your gag. Please stay put silent."
The testis was removed. Her jaw ached, her mouth was parched. Henry M. Robert offered her a glass of body of water and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be hungry"said Henry M. Robert in an almost pleasant tone.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. true statement was, she was very thirsty. Her breakfast was small and she had nothing to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just words, Kristen. action at law talk louder. Show me just how thankful you are"replied Robert.
Kristen looked at him confused. Robert unzipped his gasp and let his gourmandize penis fall out."No teeth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's eyes bulged at the sight of his member. She has never performed a cock sucking. The very view of it disgusted her. Kristen started to stutter and shake her head
"N…N…No…Robert, please d…don't…"
A smack across the cheek startled and shook Kristen. The girl's face was stinging from the impact.
"You ungrateful kick !"Yelled Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her mouth and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more willing to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the bedchamber and closed the door. Kristen once again found herself in the dark. She was no longer suspended above the floor. As long as she did not sputter against her adhesion, she did not feel the pain. But without the pain, her other grass were once again working. Within 10 minutes the sensation of hunger was unbearable. She could fawn decently next to the food bowl, but het gag did not let her chew or swallow. The olfactory perception filled her nostrils and made the sensation even more acute. This was a different form of torture.
The hour seemed almost like an timelessness. The door opened once again. Henry Martyn Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's bound form.
"Are you ready to express your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her head desperately and moaned through the gag. Robert took his time undoing the ball gag."Beg for it"demanded Henry Martyn Robert when the chunk gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another slap across the look shut Kristen up.
"You will call me master, and you will beg me to give up you to blow me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will feed you. Do you understand ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"Good, now be a good whore and beg"
A greyback started to make in Kristen's throat. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please suck your hammer ?"
Robert unzipped his pants and let his peter hang out. The thing was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this meal, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her knees toward the waiting Robert. She kept her centre on the now bulging extremity, hesitant to get close to it. The opinion of putting that thing in her mouth was almost vomit inducing.
"Perhaps you would like delay another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her head toward the member, hesitating just a petty before taking it in her mouth. She encircled the shaft with her brim ever so slightly and bobbed her head up and down.
Robert rolled his eyes."Don't wasteland my fourth dimension, whore. Suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a little Thomas More press with her sassing and licked the bottom of the penis with the tip of her tongue. She wanted null to do with it and she was determined not to let it touch the inside of her mouth.
Robert lost patience and grabbed the dorsum of Kristen's scalp, shoving her heading forward and forcing his dick deep inside Kristen's throat. Kristen gave a frightened yelping, then started to shinny against Robert's grip.
"If I feel just one tooth, whore, I will mop up you raw ! You got that ?"yelled Robert.
Kristen understood and took care to prevent her jaw opened. But she could not help but sputter against Robert's grip. His pecker was moving in and out of her throat, making it hard to suspire. Unfortunately for Kristen, her struggles only seemed to sour 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 coming. Soon after, her mouth was filled with Robert's hot seed. Henry Martyn Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's brain so he could look into her centre. The spermatozoon was starting to drip out of her mouth.
"drink it"he demanded,"you will ask the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to discombobulate 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 hold up. It took several more swallows. While she managed to keep it down, she could not manipulate the expression of disgust that washed over her face. That manifestation seemed to give Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her hair."I guess you earned that repast. Eat up."He kicked the silver bowl of food in front end of her.
He started to walk out of the room.
"Master…. can you delight loosen my arms"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Henry M. Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that nutrient like the bitch that you are. Do you understand that ?"
Kristen knew well than to argue with him.
The Heavy door closed and Kristen was once again alone and in the dark. She was tied up and hunched over on her knees. Eating out of a doggy bowl was yet another humiliation, but one that she was willing to live with. She shoved her rima oris deeply in to the bowl. By the time she was done, the bowl was licked clean. So was the floor where the wander flake of intellectual nourishment fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side. The concrete floor was hard and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get comfy. She has given up struggling and screaming for help. Even tears were no longer an option. She curled herself in the fetal position. Her teeth chattered and her organic structure shook from the cold. Eventually exhaustion won over and she passed out.
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When the sound of the room access opening and the shining Christ Within woke her, she did not cognise where she was. She was hoping that the revulsion of the night before were just a bad dreaming. When she managed to open up her optic, she fell into despair once again.
Her body ached all over. Her keister face still stung rom the whipstitch. Her pussy felt sore from the rape. She could barely feel her work force.
Robert and the masked man entered the room.
"Mr. Bessie Smith is going to unbrace you, but only if you promise to act yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to speak, but found her pharynx to be completely dry. She nodded her get word instead. Mr. Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the knots. Robert approached the girl with a bottle of water and some wet rub.
"You must be thirsty"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her water, Henry Martyn Robert started cleaning her case with the wipe. Kristen was a mess. Her tomentum was disheveled, dry tears, saliva and minute of solid food covered her face.
Robert was very patrician with her. This was not the Same man that raped her the dark before.
"I never really cared for your war paint or your Goth looking, you know"he said casually, brushing her long, ruby brown tomentum,"You are a natural smasher. You should not hide your features ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the other shoe to drop. She tried to look tranquilize, but her mind was screaming, panicking.
Mr. smith undid her Bond. Kristen was able-bodied to move her men for the world-class clock time in many hours. She gasped as painful sensation nip through her arms. It would shoot a spell to regain their to the 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 garbage and checking his sound.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely free. Moreover, the profound door was open and unobstructed. The wholly process took only a few seconds, but Kristen decided to give a run for it.
Her leg were sore and painful. Her sense of balance was off and she was still exhausted from stopping point Nox's ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the door. She stumbled several times before reaching the stairs. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the steps. Her creative thinker was racing. She was afraid to search back. She just kept on going. After climbing the steps for what seemed like an eternity, she reached a door. She pulled on the handle, but the doorway would not dedicate. She pounded on the door, she screamed for help, but goose egg helped. Whatever strength carried her up the steps was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the door and started crying. She hugged her stifle and rocked back and Forth River, not knowing what to do next.
A few minutes later she heard the footsteps coming from below. The footsteps were calculated, miss urgency or panic. Eventually she saw Henry M. 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 enjoy lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you insist on betraying me at every turn ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her binge flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Robert grabbed a fistful of Kristen's hairsbreadth and pulled her to her feet.
"I ask you to comport and you run from me ! ! ! How am I supposed to trust you ?"screamed Robert.
He started dragging her down the stairs by her scalp. Kristen continued to choke on her own sobs, grabbing at the walls to keep her balance.
"You are a faithless, backstabbing cyprian. I extended you a little kindness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to trust you ever again ?"
When they reached the chamber, Robert threw Kristen on the storey.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the uncontrollable prick
"Words, Kristen, just words ! Your actions speak otherwise !"tiff out Henry Martyn Robert.
He then addressed to the masked man ;"Mr. Kate Smith, the harlot has betrayed me yet again. She needs her punishment."
MR. Joseph Smith nodded and grabbed Kristen by her wrists, forcing them behind Kristen's back. He tied the wrist together then did the same to her cubitus. He then tied a long man of rope to Kristen's articulatio radiocarpea and hooked the other end on the cap pulley. He pulled the roach tight enough to raise the lady friend's radiocarpal joint as high as her shoulder, but allowed Kristen to remain to bear up straight.
Mr. Bessie Smith then brought out a 3 foot long metallic element pole with straps attached to each end. The pole was attached to the ankles, leaving Kristen's legs spread. The ring gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the supporting players. Kristen was once again helpless and exposed.
Henry Martyn Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the chin."You have nobody to blame but yourself ”. lash in hand, he took a swing at Kristen's torso. Kristen let out an agonized scream. A big red welt started to appear across her abdomen. Another swing of the whip, another loud scream, another red weal. Kristen was quickly brought to tears. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 whips across the abdomen, Robert walked behind the miss and started whipping her rear. More screams followed.
"The first 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in front line of Kristen once more. His next vacillation was aimed squarely at her breasts. The pain sensation was so intense, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The next 10 are for trying to escape ”. The whip continued to devastate Kristen's breasts, especially her now ultra-sensitive mamilla. By the clip the 20th snow landed, Kristen was in utter hysterics.
"Now, for the fun component"said Henry M. Robert
With that he took out two clamps. He attached weights to them. Each weight was the size of a golf game ball and weighed thrice as a great deal. He pulled and flicked Kristen's mamilla to shake up them. Kristen let out a loud squeals. When the nipple clinch were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's moans grew louder."Remember,"said Robert,"military action have moment ”.
He waked behind the trussed up daughter. A quick unzipping audio and she was skewered by Henry Martyn Robert's phallus.
His driving force were brusque and nimble. The waving of delight pulsed from her pussy to the rest of her body. Meanwhile the keen infliction from the tit clamps radiated through her chest. The mixture of hurting and pleasure confused Kristen and sent her soundbox reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not empathize how she was getting off from violation, but it was the realness. The inadequate lady friend tried to suppress the coming but null worked. Her hint became frequent and shoal. Her body started to go into convulsions. Sweat rolled down her edge limbs.
She was nearing release and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her caput. Nothing worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic howler. Soon after she heard Robert's pleasurable scream. For a while the room was filled with sounds of hard external respiration. Then Robert stood in front of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juice and spermatozoan.
"Time to clean it off"he said before sticking his hawkshaw in her backtalk. The ring gag made it impossible to motivate her jaw and difficult to swallow.
"poke it off, kick"Henry Martyn Robert said as he inserted his fellow member deeper into her mouth. Kristen did her best to lick it, but the slime just stayed in her mouth.
It took half an hour to lick it off completely. Henry Martyn Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whip. He brushed it up against Kristen's fount. A sadistic look washed over his font.
"Now, lets talk about that orgasm. You did have one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her head word.
"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 piddle, you do not crap, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Henry Martyn Robert walked around Kristen's bound underframe. Whipped her 5 times, lashes coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her breath and tried not to scream.
"Now, you will brook there for a patch and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to pass out or precipitate asleep. You will luxate your shoulders if you do."said Robert as he walked out of the room. The overweight door slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the dark. She hated the dark. There was nothing but infliction in the dark. The nipple clamps still tugged at her sore nipples. The mob gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the taste of her own vaginal juice in her backtalk. 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 Henry Martyn Robert again.


She had no idea how retentive it took for Robert to come back. When he did, he brought nutrient and water with him.
"rich person you learned your lesson, Kristen ?"
Kristen shook her head teacher affirmatively.
"Are you ever going to lie to me or disobey me again ?
Kristen shook her head no.
"That's my lady friend"said Robert, petting her on the cover of her head and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the ring gag. Kristen managed to lick her desiccated lip. He untied her wrists from the ceiling Mexican valium and undid the strap separating her ankles. Kristen collapsed on the floor. She licked dry sassing.
She did not need any reminders to get it on what to do next.
"Thank you… Master. May I …please suck your putz"
Robert smiled and took off his drawers. 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 pharynx would let.
When she felt the dick outset to pulse, she redoubled her try. And when the hot cum exploded in her mouth, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the juices, licking Robert's shaft clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Henry M. Robert was print.
He went back up the stair and came down with a blanket.
"This is for being a good miss. Now, Eat. We have a long day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that plate clean. She then laid down on the blanket. Her carpus and shoulders were still tied behind her. But she was getting used to that. Just yesterday she would have been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to baulk. She has given up trying to push. well-nigh of all, she was earnestly afraid of disappoint Robert.
She fell asleep on the blanket
The flickering lights woke Kristen up. Her trunk ached all over. Her labia, her rump cheeks and her breasts all stung from the day before. Still, her heart fluttered when she saw Robert walk into the room. She was determined to obey him this time. Whether it was out of fear or unfeigned affectionateness, she did not sleep with. often like her response to pleasure and pain in the last 2 years, this one was not easily explainable.
Henry Martyn Robert started to make clean her face and sweep her tomentum while Mr. smith untied her wrists and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May please I suck your pecker now ?"Kristen's response was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, sweetie"said Robert. His tone was becalm and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, passkey"Kristen responded. Was it honest ? Did she mean it ? Kristen was not surely what to think.
"And you would do anything to prove it, wouldn't you ?"Robert continued
"Yes, victor"
"I will do affair to you today, Some of them painful. I want you to get it on that I am not punishing you. I am simply seeing if you love me. I love you Kristen. I don't like to hurt you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes overlord"She did not bed what to think anymore.
Robert took out a pair of handcuffs and secured Kristen's hands behind her spinal column."Good, now, suck in my cock."
Kristen did not take to be told twice. She lunged at the elongated and took it in her mouthpiece. 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 cum juices. When the Henry Martyn Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her sassing.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you want me to do ?"
Robert did not skip a beat."Suck my balls, slave"
Kristen complied without head. Taking the sacking in her lip, she proceeded to massage it with her knife and brim. She sucked the Lucille Ball clean, filling her back talk with their salty mouthful. This was just to deflect punishment, she told herself. But somewhere deep inside she began to like these nasty biz.
"Good girl."Robert decided this was enough pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her feet. It was then that the girl noticed a foresighted R-2 running across the elbow room. Knots were tied all along the length of the rope. rophy was set about waist high.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her headway. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Smith to get Kristen ready. Mr. Smith took out a ball gag, nipple clinch and 2 Set of weightiness. He put on the gag and clipped the weights to Kristen's nipples. He then directed Kristen toward the rope. He helped her swing one of her legs over the forget me drug. He then made certain that Kristen's slit lips were hugging the rope.
Robert stood on the former side of the rope.
"This is a faith exercise, Kristen. You will take the air toward me, when you reach me, I'll take off a piece of paraphernalia. Start when you are ready ”.
Kristen felt the annoyance as soon as she started moving. She had to fend on her toes to hold the rope from digging in too recondite, 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 incinerate yourself"warned Robert.
Going fast was the lastly thing Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the number 1 air mile. Kristen could not help but let out an agonized scream. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the roofy was digging in to her pussy. She had to force her pussycat over the knot, clenching her jaw in the unconscious process. 10 inch further down the rope she had to capture another slub. By the time she reached Robert, Kristen was ready to cry.
Henry Martyn Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulder joint, kissing her on the forehead and taking off her nut gag."Very good. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll commencement to take off the weights on the nipple sugar ”.
Kristen was make to give 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 recognise.
Kristen struggled over every slub, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her consciousness from the nuisance on a few occasions. But she completed the cycle not once, but four more times. When Robert finally took her off the rope, she cried tears of joy.
"Thank you, master copy"she said as Robert
"On your knees"commanded Robert.
He sat behind the keeling Kristen and pulled out a vibrator. Kristen gasped at the wad of the pawn but said nothing.
"Do you desire it, slave ? Do you want me to get you off ?
word of honor came out o her mouth before Kristen could even intend them"Yes master"
"Then you have to earn it. take your work force utilitarian"
Kristen's custody were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Robert twisted one of her mammilla with his strong fingers."stupid girl, you should bonk what I want !"
Using the other hand he directed Kristen's bounds hands toward his bulging member. His gasp were still on.
"Stroke it, you little sporting lady ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his gorge fellow member underneath his pants
"goooooood"he said"now you get a reward. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's pussy, shoved it in and turned it on.
Waves of pleasure started to guggle from her private parts to the rest of her eubstance. Kristen let out small moans of pleasure.
"You like that, you slight skank ?"asked Robert.
"yessss master"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to travail against the vibrator. Her hands were still busy rubbing his dick.
"Is it as good as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Robert. Caught off sentry duty, Kristen stiffened. The grinding stopped. She held her breath.

Another slopped squeeze and drag on her mammilla elicited and loud gasp.
"Well, was it, you little whore ?"Henry Martyn Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The hand that molested the pap let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's tomentum, pulling her head 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 a lot when Rupert did this ?"Henry M. Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely scattered about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Henry Martyn Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's twat
Kristen, still on guard, let out a minuscule groan. She continued to rub Robert's penis with her work force
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you jockey on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know skipper"
A painful pinch of her pap made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little sporting lady"Robert whispered in the young woman's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"trade good, Kristen, just. You are finally being dependable with me."
Robert continued to stimulate Kristen's sex. She was getting more and more provoke. Her breathing started to get cloggy. She started to sweat. The most storm thing for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new fuck toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes master ”. Her heart rate was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to scatter through her body. Her external respiration was becoming more than and more intense. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and more fervor. The same inflammation drove Kristen to rub Henry Martyn Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you lie with what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, lord"
Henry M. Robert Twisted her nipple. Kristen moaned
"You are chic than that, Kristen."He hissed in her ears,"Try again"
"A deceiver, lord !"
"NO ! Try again !"Henry Martyn Robert twisted her nipple one more than time. Kristen threw her psyche back, repressing a scream. It was still painful. But was she starting to wish it ?
"A WHORE, professional !"Kristen was moaning. Her lower jaw became stiff. Rubbing herself ever harder against Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, captain ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Robert's manus that was rubbing her breasts and pinching her tit. Robert stood in movement of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her chest were rising up and down dramatically. A look of surprisal, frustration and disappointment washed over her human face."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the truth shall set you barren"said Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a harlot, Kristen."
"Yes, sea captain"Kristen looked down, averting Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating whore like you ?"Henry Martyn Robert continued
Another nautical mile started creeping into Kristen's pharynx. Book 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 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 STILL !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in veneration. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the rampart. Robert swung the whip and landed a vicious blow against Kristen's breasts. Kristen opened her mouth to scream, but stifled it in the shoemaker's last consequence. She bent her knee from the pain in the neck, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Robert was readying another hard coke. Kristen looked away and shut her eyes, holding her breath and anticipating another bump. The blow came, even more painful than the first. Her frame bent grass, and an agonized scream escaped her mouth. Red wale started to seem on her breasts. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 Sir Thomas More blows came. Kristen suppressed her itch to scream, only occasionally letting out a whine. Despite the pain, her mamilla were upright and her puss was wet.
Henry Martyn Robert threw down the whip and walked over Kristen. He stood over her trembling form. Kristen looked away, not wanting to touch Robert's regard. Robert grabbed a handful of her right breast and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's fingers slid down to her pap. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the exposed mammary. Kristen let out a moan. Her boob were sore from the whipstitching. Her hide seemed like it was on firing.
"Would you like me to block up ?"Robert asked gently
"No, master"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Robert grabbed the other breast, squeezing it in a exchangeable manner. This time he bent down, took the nipple in the sass and started licking the sore nipple. Another moan escaped Kristen's mouth. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not consume the will to fight it. Robert bit down on the nipple. Kristen screamed. Her breather was ragged.
"Do you want me to lay off ?"
"No, master"
Robert eventually lost pastime in her white meat. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front of Kristen's kitty.
"scatter your stage"
Kristen complied without question. She realized just how exhibit she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Henry Martyn Robert extended his midway fingerbreadth and thrust it inside Kristen. Kristen's body shuddered. Henry Martyn Robert continued to push up, first slowly, then with increasing speed. It did not take long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out longsighted erotic groan. She breathed heavily from her sassing. She got up on her toes, gear up to miss control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM headmaster ! ! !"she screamed.
Henry M. Robert quickly took his fingerbreadth out of her slit. external respiration raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a spirit of outstanding frustration, but thought safe about saying anything. Henry Martyn Robert only showed her his middle finger, one used to make for her so agonizingly closely to an orgasm.
"Lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the finger, as if she would a member. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Henry M. Robert took off his bloomers. He grabbed Kristen's throat and squeezed. Kristen could not emit. Pinning her to the wall, he thrust his peter deep in her vagina. Kristen would take in screamed, had she been able to breathe. Henry M. Robert lifted Kristen off the ground with the hefty stab of his hip joint. One, two, three strong, turn over push was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, shock and pleasure shooting through their bodies. Robert let go of Kristen's throat. The rush of rakehell back into her learning ability only doubled the orgasmic sensation. Kristen took a deep breathing place and let out a several long, titillating moans. Her body went limp from the enjoyable rush. Kristen's succus rand down her leg and thigh. It took her almost 30 bit to embark on breathing normally. She was exhausted. Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the poor fille over to her cover and laying her pile on it.
All Kristen could do was look at him. She was still breathing heavily, an casual moan escaping her throat. She was laying limp on the floor, strands of haircloth obscuring her face. Her modest, round breasts were rising and falling quickly.
Robert was done as well. He turned toward the room access, picking up pieces of gear on the way out.
"victor, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few hr. Get some rest"
"passe-partout, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to apologize !"
Henry Martyn Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprise in his voice.
"I am sorry I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so good to me. You were the perfect boyfriend. I just knew that you were going to purpose to me…"
Henry M. Robert could see that Kristen was becoming more and more excited. Every sentence was filled with more and Sir Thomas More hysterics. She was getting to the verge of crying. He walked back and knelt beside her.
"… I loved you with all my heart. But I was scared that my life was ending. I wanted to be state of nature and free. When Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
rip 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 suffer you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced give-and-take. Henry M. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am sorry ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Henry M. Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, Master, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Robert took her pass in his subdivision and kissed her on the brow"
"Kristen, do you fuck me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer password than these."Yes schoolmaster, with all my heart ”.
"Then you will wait for me here. Do you interpret ?"
Kristen nodded, split running down her facial expression."Yes, overlord ”.
As the heavy door closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the wickedness. She hated the dark. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nothing more than to be with her skipper. She fell asleep, crying. Her sobs eventually melted away into bass sleep.
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"She woke up to the familiar sound of the possibility door. Henry M. Robert entered the way. Her hear fluttered. She even allowed herself a grin.
Henry Martyn Robert went through his convention routine without saying a piece of work. He brushed her hair and wiped her naked body down with wet cloths. Kristen was trying to look into his eyes, to find a clue to his mood. She found nothing.
She was even More perplex when, upon finishing the hygiene number, Robert produced a small key and unlocked her handcuff. Kristen rubbed her sore carpus, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some dress in front line of her."Put these on and match me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the skinny dungaree. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her home. I seemed like an eternity ago. In another life, perhaps.
Robert disappeared up the stairs. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The clothes felt noncitizen to her. So was the feeling of ambulating under her own superpower. She went through the heavy door way and up the stairs. She reached the second doorway, one that kept her from escaping. This time the door was spread wide. She climbed some more stairs and reached the top. She saw Henry Martyn Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with glasses."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 commemorate, the procedure is not sodding"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens overnight, but you seemed to have progressed very well. surveil my instructions to the letter and continue with the exercises…"
While the two men conversed, Kristen looked around. She saw what looked like a rundown street through a tinted window. She has not seen the external world for sidereal day. Already it seemed strange to her.
Robert shook the man's hand and turned his gaze to Kristen.
"cum, slave. We have a lot to talk about"
"Yes, master ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one last favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am aware that you run in the Lapplander circuit as one Michael Bay. If you could give him my plug-in and secernate him that I could solve his Megan Fox problem, I would be much obliged."
A hebdomad later the Hollywood spiritualist broke the news report :"Kristen Jimmy Stewart and Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an audience.
Mr. Ian Douglas Smith saw a familiar face on TV and turned up the volume"I was dolt and selfish. I made a Brobdingnagian mistake. Robert was kind plenty to take me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The media hailed it as a storey of repurchase, of love surviving the ultimate trial run. Only a condition eye could see the true story : Ms. Stewart's posture when she sat following to Mr. Pattison, the submissive manner in which she addressed him on photographic camera, the quick looks she gave Robert while silently seeking permission to speak to the interviewer. Kristen Stewart, the Hollywood bad girl, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The phone rang ;"Stockholm Industries, metalworker speaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's good to talk to you. sure as shooting, get together on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until following time… .