Celebrity Trainers : Kristen Stewart
computer code : MF, nc, rape, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, James Bond,

Disclaimer : This is fable, it did NOT hap. phantasy is sound. This story does not advocate furiousness against char. If you have any suggestion for this or any early futurity story, please email me. Don't forget to spay and neuter your pets. Hope you enjoy the story.
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Robert Pattison was still recovering from the breakup. Kristen's affair caught him by surprise. What resulted was a mixing of grief and anger. And despite his trump efforts to reconcile, the feelings were not going away.
When a booster of a friend suggested a certain spot that"fixes these kinship job ”, Henry Martyn Robert was skeptical. The business posting said"Stockholm Industries"and listed a number. The friend did not give much more than detail or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an date on the speech sound. The whole thing was very closelipped."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a feeling ”.
The part on the business card was located on the far fringe of eastward Los Angeles. No sign was posted above or in front of the doorway, just an office number. The inside the office Henry Martyn Robert found 4 lacuna Caucasian wall, simple desk and chairs. There was another door on the opposite side of the office. The occupier of the desk was a plain stitch looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading methamphetamine hydrochloride and expanding waistline gave an opinion of a calling office worker.
"Mr. Pattison, hail in please ”.
Pattison took a fanny.
"You may scream me Mr. Smith. First things first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and dagger subprogram, the services that we offer are very exclusive. You need not only money, but the rightfulness connector, which you obviously do. We are closemouthed for a reason. The legality of our religious service is questionable. But we are very good at what we do, and nobody ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Robert replied"I still don't sympathise how you can help me. What exactly do you do ? And what does any of this have to do with me ?"
Mr. Joseph Smith leaned forward"You are a public figure, Mr. Pattison. Your recent breakup with Ms. Kristen Stewart is public noesis. Ms. Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to move on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is behavior modification. If you choose to apply our services, I can guarantee that not only will infidelity no longer be a concern in your relationship, but Ms. Stewart well be a lot more consonant and pleasing to you. There will be no more fights or disagreements. Ms. Stewart will obey you in every way possible, especially sexually. She will submit to your every desire and will last out true to you ”.
"How exactly do you plan to attain this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of technique, including bondage, S & M and psychological grooming. What I can secure is 100 % success rate and that cipher is going to get injury. However, we have reached the dot of no regaining. If you agree to use our services, I will pass on you ALL the inside information. If you choose not to use our services, this conversation is over. You will never see from us again. If you contact the law or the mass medium, they will find zip but a legitimate policy agency. We are beneficial at what we do and we have never had problems. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your answer"?
Pattison hesitated for only a mo :"tell apart me more ”.
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The news craze that came after her affair was revealed caused Kristen Stewart to cancel several media show. She did not experience like answering any questions about the affair or the detachment. In fact she did not feel like doing anything for the rest of the workweek. She made the calls to cancel her appointments and dismissed the faculty of her star sign. The but thing she would be doing for the next 7 day is fucking Rupert smoother, her new favorite boy toy. Henry M. Robert was fun for a piece, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Henry M. Robert needed to man up and move on.
After putting on her best-loved top, skinny jean and brushing her long reddish Robert Brown hair, Kristen made her way toward her bedroom room access. A tall stranger waited for her in the doorway. Kristen was pinned against the bedroom paries. A knife was pressed to her slender neck."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot electric sander"said the masked intruder. Kristen was frozen in fear. The alien put away the knife and quickly gyrate Kristen around, pinning her face first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The interloper chuckled while tying her radiocarpal joint behind her"Go ahead and shriek, princess, there is nonentity here but us ”.
With her hands tightly secured, Kristen was shoved face up on top of her bed. The trespasser took out more roach and started tying her ankles.
"What do you need from me ? ? ? I have money ! conduct my wallet ”. Kristen started pleading
With her ankle joint secured, the stranger stood over Kristen, smiling.
"I don't want your money, princess."
"OH, God"Kristen nearly broke into tears"please don't ravishment me !"
Still wearing a smile on his masked face, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's nose and rima oris, all while pinning her slender bound form to the bed.
The futile but sexy struggle continued for just a few minutes. Her eyes rolled to the back of her caput. Her lids closed and her body went limp.
"Well, there goes the fun section"sighed the intruder,"now, where is the brat's cell phone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her world was drab and frigid. The bag was still over her head. She was laying face down on the floor, her bare pap pressed against the cold concrete. Her stage were liberate, but her hired hand were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to move her head and roll on her back, pain shot through her spine and implements of war. She tried to wiggle her finger and realized they were touching higher up back than they were supposed to. She started to panic and rest faster. She then realized something big and round was stuck in her mouth.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to hear voice in the room. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will leave out her for Day"said the former, unfamiliar voice
"good, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A brace of strong work force grabbed her by the arms and set her just, sitting on her knees. The bag was pulled off her heading and Kristen was blinded by the smart lights.
"commodity good afternoon, Ms. Stewart. I know you have a lot of question, but given your predicament, you are not in the status to ask. If we feel generous, we will answer those question in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could muster with a lump gag in her mouth.
"First things first"Said the unknown"You are tied up in a reverse prayer position. It is designed to not only be abominable but to also limit your movement considerably. So try not to shin if you want to debar unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may induce also noticed, you are wearing a ball gag. It is not designed to sustain you quiet, but rather to make you drool, mostly for humiliation purposes. Feel devoid to cry all you like. nonentity outside these wall can get a line you."
By now Kristen's eyes had adjusted to the light. In front of her stood a man in a ski mask and a short whip in his hand. The Stranger's part belonged to him. The sight of him, his clothes and the whip sent shiver down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and bound. rope were encircling her torso and breasts.
She then saw the other man. He was slowly circling around the room, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"Robert ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her intellect. Her MMFFing through the gag was less articulate.
"Since you are a client,"continued the cloaked stranger,"there are rules you have to follow, break them and chance penalization. rule 1…
Kristen's mind drowned out the speaker. 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 Henry M. Robert through her gag, She shot him looks of anger and confusion. Henry M. Robert's expression didn't modification. The phone of the whip slicing through the air got her attention. The speaker system was standing right in social movement of her."Do you sympathize the sign rules"
A flavour of helpless discombobulation was all Kristen could finagle
The dissemble man grabbed the bound girl by the chin and loosened the shoulder strap on the orchis gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few endorsement to spit the gag out.
"Do you empathize the regulation ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? ROBERT WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The cloak man shoved the glob gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one more sentence, do you empathise the formula ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU BASTARD ! ! ! You better let me go. citizenry will be looking for me. Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The disguised man shoved the glob gag back into the girls mouth, this time tightening the shoulder strap.
"Ill take that as a no, Ms. James Maitland Stewart. Let's sack up some things up. cypher is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a workweek. You were kind adequate to cancel all of your date for the adjacent 7 days, so the spiritualist won't be looking for you. As for Mr. electric sander, he received a school text shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his number. You even issued a statement on your twitter pageboy announcing the resultant of your relationship and a very heartfelt apology to his family and your fan. In short, cypher will be looking for you for a while. At this clock time you are completely at our mercifulness ”.
"As for the mansion principle, it is clear you did not hear them. You broke several of them just now. For that you must be punished. world-class rule is that you will address me as sir and Mr. Pattison as master. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of good turn and used fouled lyric ”. The dissemble man looked up at Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many transgressions did you count, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Robert's answer.
"Then you should dole out with the punishment ”, said the cloaked man as he handed Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a fortune to object, her header was forced down on the ground. She was still on her knees. With her hands tied and her butt straight up in the air, the young woman was the selfsame definition of exposure. The low thrash came without warning. The pain across her butt cheek was sudden and sharp. Kristen let out an agonized and prolonged scream.
The seismic disturbance was quickly followed by concern and an impending feeling of doom.
The second strike of the party 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 third strike of the whiplash sent an sound reflection across the lowly elbow room. The botheration similarly echoed from her buttocks, through her prickle and throughout the rest of her contorted body. Kristen could not guess or read what was happening to her. Her throat became very tight.
Perhaps it was the sheer impuissance she was experiencing, or the affright that has washed over her. Perhaps it was simply the pain in the neck. Whatever the understanding, Kristen was in tears and sobbing uncontrollably by the time the party whip struck her defenseless ass for the 4th metre. clip seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the floor with no forte or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the whip for the 5th time.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her Ball gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a quiet response from behind her. This was the first time that Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Robert sat in forepart 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 faith ! You have caused me incredible pain in the neck ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Robert. This was the first time she has seen such rage.
The elbow room was once again silent. Only two audio filled the memory board room were the modest 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 Roberts penis thrust inside her. Kristen let out a curt yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a lady of pleasure"Henry M. Robert whispered in her ear"then you will be treated like one.
He grabbed Kristen's hair's-breadth again. Kristen's back was arched in a awful manner. The web of roofy that surrounded her torso and kept her mitt in a reverse entreaty office only made it worse. Robert gave his rosehip one powerful jabbing. Pain guess through Kristen's scalp, down her spine and through her arms. Kristen's let out a guttural scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know zippo of pain"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Robert's prison term was punctuated by a inviolable pelvic thrust. Each thrust brought on more shrieking. The screams seemed to eat Robert's lust. The thrusts became more regular and shop at. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in pain sensation. The agonized screams were replaced by desperate, pain in the neck filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to pain alone. She was helpless. The feeling of despair filled her with affright. She was once again bawling. Her ball gag prevented her from swallowing. As a result she was drooling uncontrollably. In abruptly, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new sensation soon washed over her ; rousing. As Robert continued to fuck her, she felt her loins swell."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in torture. Not only was she bound, helpless and abused, but now her own dead body started to betray her.
Each thrust sent a wave through Kristen's body. Whether it was one of pain or pleasure, the miserable lady friend could no longer tell. The strong sensation scatter from her pubes to the rest of her eubstance. Her judgement was racing, her spate became cloudy. She was doing everything to forestall the seemingly inevitable climax. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Robert tensed up, gave one last drive, grunted and released his load inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slump over on top of her bound configuration. She then felt him distill himself from inside her. Her organic structure was still in agony. The pain sensation was slowly pass and so was the feeling of arousal. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Robert pulled on his trouser and started to walk out of the elbow room.
"Make sure she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the doorway. The masked man took out more Mexican valium. One end of the forget me drug was passed through the eyelet on the roof and attached to a pulley on the side of the bulwark. The masked man used the other end to tie yet another knot behind Kristen's back, adding to the web already holding Kristen's saltation form. Kristen heard the pulley clicking away and found herself being lifted from the base. As the ropes pulled her higher, she once again felt the pain in her dispirited backrest and articulatio humeri. Kristen struggled to her groundwork, 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 advert the ground with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her trunk. The pain in her back, arms and shoulders was excruciating.
"Try not to move, Ms. Stewart"said the masked man,"movement will only induce the pain in the ass bad"
The man walked out of the room. The lights went off. The heavy metal doorway clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the dark with zip but her pain to keep her company. The whimper and sobs filled the void outer space.
"I don't want her hurt permanently"said Robert Pattison. He was watching the admonisher. The concealment showed Kristen Stewart hanging in the air. Her breathing was panicked. Her body contorted. Her eyes portrayed utter agony.
"This is not the foremost fourth dimension I have done this"rebuked Mr. smith"I am not in the business of maiming masses. When this is done, Ms. James Maitland Stewart will still be able to function in her pattern surroundings. She will still act, or at least try to. She will still walk the red carpet. She will do all the thing she has done before. The only thing that will shift will be her psychology ”.
Robert Pattison still looked skeptical.
"We have begun the operation and I need you to do exactly as I say. capital of Sweden syndrome is quite leisurely to take on if you know the proper buttons to push. Ms. James Maitland Stewart has to become submissive to you. She has to be dependent on you. You need to make this relationship strictly about rewards and penalisation. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own term. This is simple mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to instruct to count on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely hungry by now. Bring her food in about an hour. produce her earn it ”.
Kristen did not feel hunger. Her mind was completely concentrated on the botheration. She was fighting to restrain her awareness. The painfulness was overwhelming. She was beginning to lose her battle.
The bedroom door opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the Light. When she recovered, she saw Robert. The rage in his centre was gone.
He put the two plates he brought with him on the floor and went over to the pulley. Kristen's exhausted body was lowered to the ground. Her pegleg could not hold her weight and collapsed under her. Henry M. Robert untied the knot responsible for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some food"He said calmly."I will take off your gag. Please stay silent."
The nut was removed. Her jaw ached, her rima oris was parched. Henry M. Robert offered her a glass of pee and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be hungry"said Henry M. Robert in an almost pleasant tone.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. Truth was, she was very hungry. Her breakfast was lowly and she had zippo to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just words, Kristen. Actions verbalize louder. depict me just how grateful you are"replied Henry M. Robert.
Kristen looked at him disoriented. Henry Martyn Robert unzipped his pants and let his gorge penis fall out."No teeth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's eyes bulged at the good deal of his penis. She has never performed a blowjob. The very intellection of it disgusted her. Kristen started to stutter and shake her head
"N…N…No…Robert, delight d…don't…"
A slap across the cheek startled and shook Kristen. The girl's cheek was stinging from the impact.
"You ungrateful bitch !"Yelled Henry Martyn Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her backtalk and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more willing to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the bedroom and closed the door. Kristen once again found herself in the dark. She was no longer suspended above the trading floor. As long as she did not struggle against her bonds, she did not feel the pain. But without the hurting, her other senses were once again working. Within 10 minutes the sensation of hunger was unbearable. She could crawl right wing future to the nutrient sports stadium, but het gag did not let her jaw or get down. The smell filled her nostrils and made the sensory faculty even more acute. This was a unlike form of torture.
The hour seemed almost like an eternity. The door opened once again. Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's bounce form.
"Are you make to state your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her oral sex desperately and moaned through the gag. Robert took his time undoing the Ball gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the egg gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another smack across the aspect shut Kristen up.
"You will call me sea captain, and you will beg me to allow you to blow me !"Yelled Henry Martyn Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will feed you. Do you understand ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"Good, now be a practiced 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 cock ?"
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 eye on the now bulging member, hesitant to get close to it. The thought of putting that thing in her mouth was almost vomit inducing.
"Perhaps you would like time lag another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her caput toward the penis, hesitating just a short before taking it in her mouth. She encircled the shaft with her lip ever so slightly and bobbed her head up and down.
Henry M. Robert rolled his eyes."Don't waste my time, whore. Suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a piddling more imperativeness with her back talk and licked the bottom of the penis with the tip of her tongue. She wanted aught to do with it and she was determined not to let it touch the inside of her mouth.
Robert lost patience and grabbed the rachis of Kristen's scalp, shoving her capitulum forward and forcing his putz thick inside Kristen's throat. Kristen gave a frightened yelping, then started to struggle against Robert's grasp.
"If I feel just one tooth, whore, I will whip you raw ! You got that ?"holler Robert.
Kristen understood and took tending to keep her jaw opened. But she could not assist but struggle against Robert's grip. His dick was moving in and out of her pharynx, making it gruelling to catch one's breath. Unfortunately for Kristen, her battle only seemed to turn Robert on even more. His thrusts increased in quickness.
All Kristen could do was focus on her breathing, which became harder and harder.
Robert suddenly tensed up. Kristen knew he had reached his orgasm. Soon after, her mouth was filled with Henry M. Robert's hot germ. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's foreland so he could see into her eye. The spermatozoon was starting to dribble out of her sass.
"Swallow it"he demanded,"you will involve the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to contrive up. She swallowed once, but her gag reflex nearly kicked in. she started to cough.
"Don't you dare sprinkle it out, bitch."Kristen suppressed the urge to throw up. It took several more drink. While she managed to maintain it down, she could not cook the look of disgust that washed over her typeface. That face seemed to give Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her hair's-breadth."I guess you earned that repast. Eat up."He kicked the silver roll of food in front of her.
He started to walk out of the room.
"Master…. can you please untie my arms"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that nutrient like the beef that you are. Do you understand that ?"
Kristen knew better than to argue with him.
The Heavy doorway closed and Kristen was once again alone and in the night. She was tied up and hunched over on her knees. Eating out of a doggy bowl was yet another mortification, but one that she was willing to experience with. She shoved her mouth recondite in to the bowl. By the time she was done, the bowl was licked clean. So was the floor where the stray act of food fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her English. The concrete floor was hard and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get well-heeled. She has given up struggling and screaming for assistance. Even tears were no longer an selection. She curled herself in the fetal position. Her teeth chattered and her body shook from the frigidity. Eventually debilitation won over and she passed out.
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When the sound of the room access opening and the bright lights woke her, she did not know where she was. She was hoping that the horrors of the night before were just a bad dream. When she managed to open up her optic, she fell into despair once again.
Her eubstance ached all over. Her butt nerve still stung rom the debacle. Her pussy felt sore from the rape. She could barely feel her workforce.
Robert and the dissemble man entered the elbow room.
"Mr. smith is going to untie you, but only if you promise to behave 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 girlfriend with a bottleful of water supply and some wet wipes.
"You must be thirsty"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her water, Robert started cleaning her nerve with the wipes. Kristen was a quite a little. Her hair was disheveled, dried snag, saliva and bits of food covered her face.
Henry Martyn Robert was very placate with her. This was not the Lapp man that raped her the night before.
"I never really cared for your war paint or your Goth spirit, you know"he said casually, brushing her long, reddish brown hair,"You are a rude beauty. You should not enshroud your feature ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the other shoe to drop. She tried to look calm, but her mind was screaming, panicking.
Mr. Smith undid her bonds. Kristen was capable to make a motion her hands for the first time in many hours. She gasped as pain pellet through her weapon. It would have a patch to regain their broad mobility.
Mr. Smith turned away from her, putting the roach away in his bag. Soon after, Robert turned away as well, walking over to the garbage and checking his phone.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely free. Moreover, the gruelling threshold was open and unobstructed. The whole process took only a few seconds, but Kristen decided to clear a run for it.
Her branch were sore and painful. Her sense of balance was off and she was still exhausted from hold out nighttime's ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the door. She stumbled several times before reaching the step. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the stairs. Her judgment was racing. She was afraid to look back. She just kept on going. After climbing the stair 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 doorway, she screamed for supporter, but nothing helped. Whatever forcefulness carried her up the stairs was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the door and started crying. She hugged her stifle and rocked back and Forth, not knowing what to do next.
A few second later she heard the footsteps coming from below. The footsteps were measured, lacking importunity or panic. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, volume hidden in that calm voice.
"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 round ?."
Kristen was hysteric. Her tears flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Henry M. Robert grabbed a fistful 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 trust you ?"screamed Robert.
He started dragging her down the stairs by her scalp. Kristen continued to clog on her own sobs, grabbing at the bulwark to sustain her balance.
"You are a faithless, backstabbing whore. I extended you a little forgivingness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to trust you ever again ?"
When they reached the bedchamber, Robert threw Kristen on the level.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the ungovernable dickhead
"actor's line, Kristen, just words ! Your natural action speak otherwise !"tiff out Henry Martyn Robert.
He then addressed to the masked man ;"Mr. Joseph 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 wrists together then did the same to her elbows. He then tied a long while of rope to Kristen's wrists and hooked the other end on the ceiling pulley-block. He pulled the rophy tight enough to raise the girl's wrists as high as her shoulders, but allowed Kristen to cover to tolerate up straight.
Mr. Smith then brought out a 3 foot yearn metal celestial pole with straps attached to each end. The pole was attached to the ankles, leaving Kristen's leg ranch. The ring gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the ensemble. Kristen was once again lost and exposed.
Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the Kuki-Chin."You have nobody to blame but yourself ”. lash in hand, he took a lilt at Kristen's torso. Kristen let out an agonised scream. A big red welt started to seem across her abdomen. Another golf stroke of the whip, another loud scream, another red weal. Kristen was quickly brought to bust. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 party whip across the abdomen, Henry M. Robert walked behind the miss and started whipping her rachis. More shout followed.
"The first 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in social movement of Kristen once more. His following swing was aimed squarely at her boob. The pain was so intense, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The next 10 are for trying to run ”. The party whip continued to ravage Kristen's white meat, especially her now ultra-sensitive nipple. By the time the 20th setback landed, Kristen was in talk hysterics.
"Now, for the fun part"said Henry Martyn Robert
With that he took out two clamp. He attached weights to them. Each weight was the sizing of a golf ball and librate thrice as much. He pulled and flicked Kristen's nipples to stimulate 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,"action have import ”.
He waked behind the trussed up girl. A ready unzipping strait and she was skewered by Henry Martyn Robert's penis.
His drive were shortstop and speedy. The waves of pleasance pulsed from her pussy to the rest of her body. Meanwhile the sharp pain from the nipple clamp radiated through her chest of drawers. The mixture of painfulness and pleasure confused Kristen and sent her soundbox reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not see how she was getting off from rape, but it was the realness. The poor fille tried to suppress the sexual climax but goose egg worked. Her breaths became frequent and shallow. Her body started to go into turmoil. Sweat rolled down her leaping limbs.
She was nearing press release and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her forefront. Nothing worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic scream. Soon after she heard Robert's pleasurable shrieking. For a while the room was filled with sounds of ponderous external respiration. Then Robert stood in front of Kristen, his phallus still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juices and spermatozoon.
"sentence to clean it off"he said before sticking his pecker in her backtalk. The ring gag made it impossible to move her jaw and hard to swallow.
"Lick it off, Bitch"Robert said as he inserted his member deeper into her lip. Kristen did her topper to clobber it, but the gunk just stayed in her oral fissure.
It took half an 60 minutes to lick it off completely. Henry Martyn Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whip. He brushed it up against Kristen's face. A sadistic feel washed over his face.
"Now, lets talk about that orgasm. You did take one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her brain.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to receive one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her head, her body starting to tremble.
"You do not piss, you do not shit, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Robert walked around Kristen's bound human body. 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 stand there for a while and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to pass out or strike asleep. You will slip your shoulders if you do."said Robert as he walked out of the room. The lowering door slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the night. She hated the dark. There was nothing but botheration in the dark. The tit clinch still tugged at her sore nipples. The ring gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the penchant of her own vaginal juice in her mouth. She did not need to be this way anymore. She did not require to be whipped anymore. She swore to herself she would never disobey Robert again.


She had no musical theme how long it took for Henry Martyn Robert to come back. When he did, he brought food and water with him.
"Have you learned your moral, Kristen ?"
Kristen shook her headland affirmatively.
"Are you ever going to lie to me or disobey me again ?
Kristen shook her fountainhead no.
"That's my girl"said Robert, petting her on the book binding of her mind and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the ring gag. Kristen managed to lap her dried lips. He untied her wrists from the ceiling rope and undid the strap separating her ankle joint. Kristen collapsed on the floor. She licked dry lips.
She did not require any admonisher to know what to do next.
"Thank you… master copy. May I …please suck your cock"
Robert smiled and took off his pants. Kristen knew what to do. She took his wind 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 peter get-go to pulse, she redoubled her efforts. And when the hot cum exploded in her mouth, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the succus, licking Robert's shaft clean and jerk.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Robert was imprint.
He went back up the stairs and came down with a mantle.
"This is for being a in force fille. Now, Eat. We have a foresighted day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that plate clean. She then laid down on the blanket. Her radiocarpal joint and articulatio humeri 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 resist. She has given up trying to fight. most of all, she was earnestly afraid of disappointing Robert.
She fell asleep on the blanket
The flickering lights woke Kristen up. Her body ached all over. Her labia, her butt cheeks and her white meat all stung from the day before. Still, her spunk fluttered when she saw Henry Martyn Robert paseo into the room. She was determined to obey him this sentence. Whether it was out of fear or literal affection, she did not know. practically like her reactions to pleasure and trouble in the live 2 days, this one was not easily explainable.
Henry M. Robert started to clean her face and brush her whisker while Mr. John Smith untied her wrists and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May please I suck your pecker now ?"Kristen's reply was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, sweetie"said Henry Martyn Robert. His tone was calmness and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, master"Kristen responded. Was it avowedly ? Did she think of it ? Kristen was not indisputable what to think.
"And you would do anything to prove it, wouldn't you ?"Robert continued
"Yes, Master"
"I will do things to you today, Some of them irritating. 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 hurt you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes master copy"She did not cognize what to think anymore.
Henry M. Robert took out a pair of handcuffs and secured Kristen's hands behind her back."Good, now, suck my cock."
Kristen did not want 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 tongue licked and caressed every inch of that penis. She sucked up the pre ejaculate juices. When the Henry Martyn Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her lips.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you want me to do ?"
Robert did not hop-skip a metre."Suck my balls, slave"
Kristen complied without question. Taking the sack in her backtalk, she proceeded to massage it with her clapper and lips. She sucked the balls clean, filling her mouth with their salty appreciation. This was just to deflect punishment, she told herself. But somewhere deep inside she began to like these nasty plot.
"trade good girl."Robert decided this was enough pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her feet. It was then that the girl noticed a long rophy running across the elbow room. air mile were tied all along the length of the rope. Mexican valium was set about waist high.
"Now, dear, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her head. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Bessie Smith to get Kristen gear up. Mr. Smith took out a orchis gag, nipple clinch and 2 solidifying of weight. He put on the gag and clipped the weights to Kristen's nipples. He then directed Kristen toward the roach. He helped her swing one of her legs over the rope. He then made for certain that Kristen's kitty rim were hugging the rope.
Henry Martyn Robert stood on the early side of meat of the rope.
"This is a trust exercising, Kristen. You will walk toward me, when you reach me, I'll take off a art object of paraphernalia. protrude when you are set ”.
Kristen felt the infliction as soon as she started moving. She had to stand on her toes to keep the rope from digging in too recondite, but that did not help oneself much. The rope was still rubbing up against her twat.
"Don't go too fast. I don't want you to sting yourself"warned Robert.
Going fasting was the shoemaker's last affair Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the for the first time air mile. Kristen could not help oneself but let out an agonized wow. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the rope was digging in to her kitty-cat. She had to force her pussy over the knot, clenching her jaw in the process. 10 in further down the rophy she had to capture another knot. By the prison term she reached Robert, Kristen was make to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulders, kissing her on the os frontale and taking off her chunk gag."Very serious. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll scratch line to conduct off the weights on the nipple dollar ”.
Kristen was ready to leave up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine allegiance to her captor ? She did not know.
Kristen struggled over every international nautical mile, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her cognizance from the painfulness 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 teardrop of joy.
"Thank you, master"she said as Henry M. Robert
"On your knee"commanded Robert.
He sat behind the keeling Kristen and pulled out a vibrator. Kristen gasped at the sight of the instrument but said nothing.
"Do you want it, slave ? Do you want me to get you off ?
Scripture came out o her mouth before Kristen could even call up them"Yes schoolmaster"
"Then you have to earn it. Make your manus utilitarian"
Kristen's deal were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Henry Martyn Robert twisted one of her knocker with his hard fingers."Stupid young woman, you should know what I want !"
Using the early hand he directed Kristen's bound hands toward his bulging phallus. His pants were still on.
"Stroke it, you little whore ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his engorged member underneath his pants
"goooooood"he said"now you get a reinforcement. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's snatch, shoved it in and turned it on.
undulation of pleasure started to ripple from her crotch to the rest of her body. Kristen let out small moans of pleasure.
"You like that, you little skank ?"asked Robert.
"yessss master"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to grind against the vibrator. Her deal were still meddling rubbing his dick.
"Is it as honorable as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Henry Martyn Robert. Caught off guard, Kristen stiffened. The grinding stopped. She held her breath.

Another loaded wring and pull on her mammilla elicited and loud gasp.
"Well, was it, you little whore ?"Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The hand that molested the nipple let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's hair, pulling her caput back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Henry M. Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to mewl
"Now answer again, did you relish this as practically when Rupert did this ?"Henry Martyn Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely confused about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's pussy
Kristen, still on sentry go, let out a small moan. She continued to rub Robert's penis with her hands
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you wander on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know superior"
A sore exigency of her nipple made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little whore"Henry M. Robert whispered in the girl's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"Good, Kristen, secure. You are finally being honest with me."
Robert continued to stimulate Kristen's sex. She was getting more and Sir Thomas More wound up. Her breathing started to get weighty. She started to sudate. 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 charge per unit was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to spread through her body. Her breathing was becoming more and more intense. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and more ardour. The same fervor drove Kristen to rub Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you know what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, overlord"
Henry Martyn Robert Twisted her nipple. Kristen moaned
"You are bright than that, Kristen."He hissed in her ears,"Try again"
"A cheater, maestro !"
"NO ! Try again !"Henry M. Robert twisted her mammilla one to a greater extent time. Kristen threw her head back, repressing a scream. It was still painful. But was she starting to like it ?
"A WHORE, MASTER !"Kristen was moaning. Her frown jaw became stiff. Rubbing herself ever harder against Henry M. Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, sea captain ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Robert's hand that was rubbing her white meat and pinching her nipple. Robert stood in figurehead of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her breasts were rising up and down dramatically. A looking at 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 whore, Kristen."
"Yes, master"Kristen looked down, averting Henry M. Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating prostitute like you ?"Henry M. Robert continued
Another knot started creeping into Kristen's throat. run-in came out like a flood."Punish me, master. Spank me, whip me, do anything you want with me, superior ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty lady of pleasure, I deserve penalization !"
Henry Martyn Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her hairsbreadth, pulled her to her feet and shoved her against the wall.
"tie-up hush !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in reverence. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Robert swung the whiplash and landed a vicious blow against Kristen's tit. Kristen opened her backtalk to hollo, but stifled it in the shoemaker's last moment. She bent her human knee from the pain, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Robert was readying another surd blow. Kristen looked away and shut her eyes, holding her breathing space and anticipating another blow. The puff came, even more painful than the first. Her frame hang, and an agonize riot escaped her rima oris. Red weal started to appear on her boob. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 to a greater extent reversal came. Kristen suppressed her urge to scream, only occasionally letting out a whimper. Despite the painfulness, her nipples were vertical and her puss was wet.
Henry Martyn Robert threw down the whip and walked over Kristen. He stood over her palpitation form. Kristen looked away, not wanting to conform to Henry Martyn Robert's gaze. Robert grabbed a smattering of her right breast and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's fingers slid down to her mammilla. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the exposed mammary. Kristen let out a groan. Her breasts were sore from the flogging. Her skin seemed like it was on flack.
"Would you like me to hold on ?"Robert asked gently
"No, master"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Henry M. Robert grabbed the former breast, squeezing it in a similar style. This time he bent down, took the nipple in the sass and started licking the sore tit. Another moan escaped Kristen's mouthpiece. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not ingest the will to fight it. Robert bit down on the nipple. Kristen screamed. Her hint was ragged.
"Do you want me to stop ?"
"No, master"
Robert eventually lost interest in her breasts. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front of Kristen's pussycat.
"Spread your legs"
Kristen complied without inquiry. 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 midway finger and poking it inside Kristen. Kristen's body shuddered. Robert continued to thrust, first slowly, then with increasing speed. It did not take long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out recollective erotic moans. She breathed heavily from her mouth. She got up on her toes, make to lose control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM original ! ! !"she screamed.
Henry M. Robert quickly took his finger out of her pussy. Breathing raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a feeling of great frustration, but thought meliorate about saying anything. Robert only showed her his middle finger, one used to bring her so agonizingly close to an orgasm.
"Lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the finger's breadth, as if she would a penis. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Robert took off his pants. He grabbed Kristen's throat and squeezed. Kristen could not pass off. Pinning her to the paries, he thrust his dick deep in her vagina. Kristen would have screamed, had she been able to respire. Robert lifted Kristen off the solid ground with the powerful thrusts of his hips. One, two, three secure, debate thrusts was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, blow and delight shooting through their bodies. Henry Martyn Robert let go of Kristen's throat. The charge of origin back into her learning ability only doubled the orgasmic esthesis. Kristen took a deep breath and let out a several long, erotic moans. Her soundbox went limp from the pleasurable rush. Kristen's succus rand down her leg and second joint. It took her almost 30 seconds to start breathing normally. She was exhausted. Henry Martyn Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the poor young woman over to her blanket and laying her pile on it.
All Kristen could do was look at him. She was still breathing heavily, an periodic groan escaping her throat. She was laying limp on the floor, string of hair obscuring her face. Her small, round breasts were rising and falling quickly.
Henry Martyn 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
Henry M. Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few hours. Get some rest"
"overlord, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to excuse !"
Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprise in his voice.
"I am regretful I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so just to me. You were the thoroughgoing boyfriend. I just knew that you were going to suggest to me…"
Robert could see that Kristen was becoming Sir Thomas More and more emotional. Every sentence was filled with more and Sir Thomas More hysterics. She was getting to the scepter 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 barren. When Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
tear started to appear in her eyes.
"I just wanted to be bad and naughty. Oh, GOD, Henry M. Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to pain you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced words. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am sorry ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, Master, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Robert took her caput in his branch and kissed her on the frontal bone"
"Kristen, do you have a go at it me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer words than these."Yes master, with all my pump ”.
"Then you will hold back for me here. Do you understand ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her face."Yes, lord ”.
As the sullen threshold closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the dark. She hated the darkness. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted aught more than to be with her master. She fell asleep, crying. Her mother fucker eventually melted away into cryptical sleep.
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"She woke up to the familiar sound of the opening door. Henry M. Robert entered the elbow room. Her get wind fluttered. She even allowed herself a grin.
Robert went through his normal subprogram without saying a work. He brushed her hair and wiped her naked body down with wet cloths. Kristen was trying to expect into his center, to find a clue to his mood. She found nothing.
She was even more perplexed when, upon finishing the hygiene routine, Robert produced a small key and unlocked her handcuffs. Kristen rubbed her sore wrists, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some apparel in front of her."Put these on and meet me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the boney denim. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her home. I seemed like an eternity ago. In another lifetime, perhaps.
Henry M. Robert disappeared up the stairs. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The dress felt stranger to her. So was the feeling of ambulating under her own power. She went through the heavy threshold way and up the stair. She reached the second room access, one that kept her from escaping. This meter the doorway was unresolved wide. She climbed some more step and reached the top. She saw Henry Martyn Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with field glass."Is that the rope master ?"she thought.
"I am almost done hard worker. Sit by me"Henry Martyn Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now think, the process is not concluded"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens overnight, but you seemed to deliver progressed very well. conform to 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 extraneous world for days. Already it seemed foreign to her.
Robert shook the man's hand and turned his gaze to Kristen.
"Come, slave. We have a lot to let the cat out of the bag about"
"Yes, captain ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one last party favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am aware that you run in the same forget me drug as one Michael Bay. If you could pay him my carte du jour and tell him that I could solve his Megan Fox trouble, I would be a great deal obliged."
A week later the Hollywood media broke the story :"Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an consultation.
Mr. Ian Smith saw a familiar nerve on TV and turned up the volume"I was unintelligent and selfish. I made a huge mistake. Robert was kind enough to take me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The media hailed it as a story of salvation, of love surviving the ultimate test. Only a take aim eye could see the unfeigned report : Ms. Stewart's posture when she sat next to Mr. Pattison, the subservient manner in which she addressed him on tv camera, the flying looks she gave Henry M. Robert while silently seeking permission to utter to the interviewer. Kristen Stewart, the Hollywood bad girlfriend, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The phone rang ;"Stockholm Industries, Smith speaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's secure to talk to you. certainly, encounter on Midweek will be just fine…"

Until next time… .