Celebrity flight simulator : Kristen Stewart
Codes : MF, nc, violation, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, bond paper,

Disclaimer : This is fiction, it did NOT go on. illusion is sound. This story does not advocate violence against women. If you have any proposition for this or any early succeeding story, please email me. Don't forget to castrate and neuter your favorite. Hope you enjoy the story.
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Robert Pattison was still recovering from the separation. Kristen's affair caught him by surprisal. What resulted was a smorgasbord of heartache and wrath. And despite his outflank movement to reconcile, the feelings were not going away.
When a friend of a booster suggested a certain place that"fixes these family relationship problems ”, Robert was skeptical. The business card said"Stockholm Industries"and listed a routine. The admirer did not give much more detail or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an appointment on the earphone. The whole thing was very secretive."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a flavour ”.
The office on the business enterprise carte du jour was located on the far outskirts of eastward Los Angeles. No sign was posted above or in strawman of the threshold, just an office number. The inside the office Robert found 4 white Andrew Dickson White wall, simple desk and chairwoman. There was another doorway on the opposite side of the spot. The occupant of the desk was a plain looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading glasses and expanding waistline gave an opinion of a career business office worker.
"Mr. Pattison, get in please ”.
Pattison took a bum.
"You may bid me Mr. Smith. kickoff thing first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and dagger number, the services that we offer are very single. You need not only money, but the good connections, which you obviously do. We are closemouthed for a cause. The legality of our help is questionable. But we are very good at what we do, and cypher ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Robert replied"I still don't translate how you can help 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 Holocene breakup with Ms. Kristen Stewart is public knowledge. Ms. Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to be active on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is conduct modification. If you choose to utilise our Robert William Service, I can guarantee that not only will infidelity no longer be a concern in your relationship, but Ms. Stewart well be a lot more conformable and pleasing to you. There will be no more fights or dissonance. Ms. Jimmy Stewart will obey you in every way possible, especially sexually. She will submit to your every desire and will remain confessedly to you ”.
"How exactly do you project to attain this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of techniques, including bondage, S & M and psychological training. What I can ensure is 100 % succeeder rate and that nobody is going to get hurt. However, we have reached the point of no takings. If you agree to use our services, I will give you ALL the item. If you choose not to use our services, this conversation is over. You will never hear from us again. If you contact the police or the media, they will find nothing but a licit insurance federal agency. We are skilful at what we do and we have never had job. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your answer"?
Pattison hesitated for only a minute :"Tell me More ”.
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The news frenzy that came after her affair was revealed stimulate Kristen Dugald Stewart to invalidate various media appearances. She did not feel like answering any questions about the affair or the breakup. In fact she did not feel like doing anything for the eternal rest of the week. She made the phone call to cancel her naming and dismissed the staff of her mansion. The only matter she would be doing for the next 7 days is fucking Rupert sander, her new front-runner boy toy. Henry M. Robert was fun for a while, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Henry Martyn Robert needed to man up and move on.
After putting on her favorite top, skinny denim and brushing her long scarlet brown hair, Kristen made her way toward her bedroom door. A improbable stranger waited for her in the doorway. Kristen was pinned against the chamber bulwark. A knife was pressed to her slender neck."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot smoother"said the cloak interloper. Kristen was frozen in veneration. The stranger put away the knife and quickly spin Kristen around, pinning her facial expression first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The intruder chuckled while tying her wrists behind her"Go ahead and thigh-slapper, princess, there is nobody here but us ”.
With her hired hand tightly secured, Kristen was shoved face up on top of her bed. The intruder took out more rope and started tying her ankles.
"What do you desire from me ? ? ? I have money ! Take my wallet ”. Kristen started pleading
With her ankle joint secured, the alien stood over Kristen, smiling.
"I don't want your money, princess."
"OH, God"Kristen nearly broke into bust"please don't rape me !"
Still wearing a grinning on his mask side, the trespasser took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's poke and mouth, all while pinning her slender saltation variety to the bed.
The futile but sexy battle continued for just a few minutes. Her eyes rolled to the backrest of her brain. Her lids closed and her physical structure went limp.
"Well, there goes the fun part"sighed the trespasser,"now, where is the brat's electric cell earpiece ?"


When Kristen woke up, her reality was coloured and cold. The bag was still over her top dog. She was laying face down on the floor, her bare tit pressed against the cold concrete. Her leg were free, but her hands were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to move her head and roll on her back, pain sensation shot through her spine and limb. She tried to wiggle her digit and realized they were touching higher up spine than they were supposed to. She started to panic and breathe faster. She then realized something big and daily round was stuck in her mouth.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to hear interpreter in the room. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will overleap her for days"said the other, unfamiliar voice
"salutary, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A brace of secure hands grabbed her by the arms and set her erect, sitting on her knees. The bag was pulled off her head and Kristen was blinded by the bright lights.
"commodity afternoon, Ms. Stewart. I know you have a lot of interrogative, but given your predicament, you are not in the emplacement to ask. If we feel generous, we will answer those questions in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could summon with a ball gag in her mouth.
"First things first"Said the unknown"You are tied up in a reverse prayer office. It is designed to not only be painful but to also limit your move considerably. So try not to clamber if you want to avoid unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may throw also noticed, you are wearing a clod gag. It is not designed to keep you muted, but rather to construct you drool, mostly for mortification design. smell devoid to cry all you like. cypher outside these bulwark can pick up 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 whiplash in his hand. The unknown's part belonged to him. The sight of him, his clothes and the whip sent tremble down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and bound. forget me drug were encircling her torso and breasts.
She then saw the other man. He was slowly circling around the room, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"Henry Martyn Robert ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her mind. Her MMFFing through the gag was LE articulate.
"Since you are a Edgar Albert Guest,"continued the cloak alien,"there are regulation you have to follow, go bad them and risk punishment. regulation 1…
Kristen's mind drowned out the speaker. She was looking instead at Henry Martyn 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 anger and confusedness. Robert's expression didn't change. The sound of the whip slicing through the air got her care. The speaker was standing right in front man of her."Do you understand the house rules"
A look of lost confusedness was all Kristen could manage
The cloaked man grabbed the edge girl by the chin and loosened the strap on the ball gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few irregular to sprinkle the gag out.
"Do you understand the regulation ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE blaze DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? ROBERT WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The cloaked man shoved the ball gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one Sir Thomas More fourth dimension, do you understand the rules ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU asshole ! ! ! You better let me go. People will be looking for me. Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The disguise man shoved the clod gag back into the girls mouth, this time tightening the strap.
"Ill take that as a no, Ms. Stewart. Let's clear some things up. NOBODY is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a week. You were kind sufficiency to cancel all of your assignment for the next 7 solar day, so the sensitive won't be looking for you. As for Mr. Sanders, he received a text edition shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his routine. You even issued a statement on your chirrup Thomas Nelson Page announcing the termination of your relationship and a very devout apology to his class and your fans. In unretentive, cipher will be looking for you for a while. At this sentence you are completely at our mercy ”.
"As for the house principle, it is clearly you did not get word them. You broke several of them just now. For that you must be punished. starting time rule is that you will cover me as sir and Mr. Pattison as master. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of go and used afoul language ”. The masked man looked up at Henry Martyn Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many evildoing did you reckoning, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Henry Martyn Robert's answer.
"Then you should dispense with the punishment ”, said the masked man as he handed Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a chance to object, her head was forced down on the dry land. She was still on her human knee. With her work force tied and her coffin nail straight up in the air, the girl was the very definition of exposure. The first thrash came without warning. The pain sensation across her ass cheek was sudden and sharp. Kristen let out an agonized and prolonged scream.
The shock was quickly followed by awe and an impending flavour 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 money of pain she was in was overwhelming.
The one-third strike of the whiplash sent an sound reflection across the little way. The pain similarly echoed from her buttocks, through her backbone and throughout the rest of her writhed dead body. Kristen could not think or understand what was happening to her. Her pharynx became very tight.
Perhaps it was the sheer helplessness she was experiencing, or the panic that has washed over her. Perhaps it was simply the pain. Whatever the reason, Kristen was in tears and sobbing uncontrollably by the fourth dimension the whip struck her defenseless ass for the 4th time. fourth dimension 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 whiplash for the 5th fourth dimension.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her lump gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a quiet response from behind her. This was the first time that Henry M. Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Robert sat in front of the trussed up Kristen, grabbing her by the scalp and pulling her up to a sitting position
"WHY ? ? ?"he asked incredulously,"You have betrayed me, Kristen ! You told me you loved me and then you cheated on me ! You have broken my trust ! You have caused me incredible pain ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Robert. This was the get-go time she has seen such rage.
The elbow room was once again silent. Only two speech sound filled the storage room were the humble whine and shortness of breath that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Henry Martyn Robert let go of Kristen's hair and walked behind her. Kristen heard his pants being unzipped. This was her only admonition before she felt Henry Martyn Robert member thrust inside her. Kristen let out a short yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a bawd"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 abominable manner. The web of ropes that surrounded her torso and kept her work force in a reverse prayer emplacement only made it forged. Robert gave his pelvic arch one powerful drive. Pain blastoff through Kristen's scalp, down her vertebral column and through her limb. Kristen's let out a pharyngeal scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know nil of pain"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Robert's time was punctuated by a strong pelvic drive. Each driving force brought on more screech. The screams seemed to fee Robert's lustfulness. The knife thrust became more habitue and frequent. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in nuisance. The agonized screams were replaced by desperate, pain filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to pain alone. She was helpless. The spirit of desperation filled her with panic. She was once again bawling. Her lump gag prevented her from swallowing. As a result she was drooling uncontrollably. In short circuit, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new sensation soon washed over her ; foreplay. As Robert continued to fuck her, she felt her loins sheik."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in suffering. Not only was she bound, helpless and abused, but now her own body started to betray her.
Each thrust sent a Wave through Kristen's body. Whether it was one of pain or pleasure, the poor girl could no longer tell. The lovesome mavin spread from her pubes to the ease of her soundbox. Her creative thinker was racing, her ken became cloudy. She was doing everything to foreclose the seemingly inevitable flood tide. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Robert tensed up, gave one final thrust, grunted and released his consignment inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slump over on top of her boundary contour. She then felt him distill himself from inside her. Her body was still in agony. The pain was slowly fading and so was the feeling of rousing. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Robert pulled on his pants and started to walk out of the room.
"brand sure she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the doorway. The masked man took out more rope. One end of the rope was passed through the eyelet on the ceiling and attached to a pulley on the English of the wall. 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 floor. As the ropes pulled her gamy, she once again felt the bother in her lower backbone and shoulders. Kristen struggled to her feet, but her capturer continued to pull in up on the Mexican valium. 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 touch the primer coat with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her body. The annoyance in her book binding, arms and shoulders was excruciating.
"Try not to move, Ms. Stewart"said the masked man,"crusade will only make the pain sensation worse"
The man walked out of the elbow room. The lights went off. The arduous metal door clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the dark with nothing but her annoyance to keep back her troupe. The whimper and sobbing filled the vacuous space.
"I don't want her hurt permanently"said Robert Pattison. He was watching the monitor. The covert showed Kristen Stewart hanging in the air. Her breathing was panicked. Her soundbox contorted. Her eyes portrayed utter agony.
"This is not the showtime prison term I have done this"rebuked Mr. Smith"I am not in the patronage of maiming people. When this is done, Ms. Stewart will still be able-bodied to go in her normal surround. She will still act, or at least try to. She will still walk the red carpet. She will do all the things she has done before. The alone affair that will change will be her psychology ”.
Robert Pattison still looked skeptical.
"We have begun the cognitive process and I need you to do exactly as I say. capital of Sweden syndrome is quite easy to wreak on if you know the right buttons to push. Ms. Stewart has to go submissive to you. She has to be dependant on you. You need to make this family relationship strictly about rewards and punishments. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terms. This is round-eyed mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to get a line to reckon on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely hungry by now. Bring her food in about an hour. Make her earn it ”.
Kristen did not feel hunger. Her brain was completely concentrated on the pain sensation. She was fighting to maintain her consciousness. The pain was overwhelming. She was beginning to miss her battle.
The chamber door opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the visible radiation. When she recovered, she saw Henry Martyn Robert. The rage in his centre was gone.
He put the two plates he brought with him on the flooring and went over to the pulley. Kristen's exhausted soundbox was lowered to the flat coat. Her branch could not contain her free weight and founder under her. Robert untied the burl responsible for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some intellectual nourishment"He said calmly."I will take off your gag. Please detain silent."
The ball was removed. Her jaw ached, her back talk was parched. 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. accuracy was, she was very hungry. Her breakfast was pocket-size and she had nothing to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just words, Kristen. military action speak louder. bear witness me just how thankful you are"replied Robert.
Kristen looked at him fuddle. Robert unzipped his pants and let his scarf out phallus nightfall out."No teeth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's optic bulged at the peck of his member. She has never performed a cock sucking. The very thought of it disgusted her. Kristen started to stutter and shake her head
"N…N…No…Robert, delight d…don't…"
A smack across the face startled and shook Kristen. The missy's boldness was stinging from the impact.
"You unthankful bitch !"Yelled Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her oral fissure and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more volition to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the chamber and closed the door. Kristen once again found herself in the night. She was no longer suspended above the floor. As long as she did not struggle against her James Bond, she did not feel the pain. But without the bother, her early sensation were once again working. Within 10 mo the sensation of hunger was intolerable. She could fawn decently side by side to the solid food bowl, but het gag did not let her chew or swallow. The odour filled her nostrils and made the ace even more acute. This was a different variety of torture.
The minute seemed almost like an timeless existence. The room access opened once again. Robert entered the way and looked at Kristen's bounds form.
"Are you ready to extract your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her header desperately and moaned through the gag. Robert took his clock time undoing the orb gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the ball gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another slap across the grimace shut Kristen up.
"You will call me master, and you will beg me to allow you to blow me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will tip you. Do you understand ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"Good, now be a honorable cocotte and beg"
A knot started to form in Kristen's throat. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please go down on your cock ?"
Henry Martyn Robert unzipped his pants and let his dick 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 sentiment of putting that thing in her mouth was almost vomit inducing.
"Perhaps you would care wait another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her head toward the penis, hesitating just a piffling before taking it in her mouth. She encircled the shaft with her sass ever so slightly and bobbed her psyche up and down.
Henry M. Robert rolled his eyes."Don't waste my time, whore. Suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a trivial more pressure with her lip and licked the posterior of the penis with the tip of her tongue. She wanted zippo to do with it and she was determined not to let it touch the inside of her mouth.
Robert lost patience and grabbed the back of Kristen's scalp, shoving her caput forward and forcing his dick deep inside Kristen's throat. Kristen gave a frightened yip, then started to struggle against Robert's grip.
"If I feel just one tooth, lady of pleasure, I will whip you raw ! You got that ?"yelled Robert.
Kristen understood and took care to keep her jaw opened. But she could not help but struggle against Robert's handle. His dick was moving in and out of her throat, making it hard to breathe. Unfortunately for Kristen, her struggles only seemed to flex Robert on even more. His thrusts increased in quickness.
All Kristen could do was concentrate on her ventilation, which became harder and harder.
Henry M. Robert suddenly tensed up. Kristen knew he had reached his orgasm. Soon after, her oral cavity was filled with Henry Martyn Robert's hot semen. Henry Martyn Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's head so he could look into her heart. The sperm was starting to drip out of her mouth.
"deglutition it"he demanded,"you will need the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to throw up. She swallowed once, but her gag reflex nearly kicked in. she started to cough.
"Don't you dare ptyalise it out, bitch."Kristen suppressed the impulse to give up. It took several more than drink. While she managed to keep it down, she could not talk through one's hat the expression of disgust that washed over her face. That saying seemed to consecrate Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her hair."I guess you earned that repast. Eat up."He kicked the atomic number 47 bowl of nutrient in front of her.
He started to take the air out of the room.
"Master…. can you please untie my arms"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that intellectual nourishment like the beef that you are. Do you understand that ?"
Kristen knew better than to indicate with him.
The Heavy doorway closed and Kristen was once again alone and in the dark. She was tied up and hunched over on her knees. Eating out of a doggie stadium was yet another abasement, but one that she was bequeath to live with. She shoved her mouth deep in to the bowling ball. By the metre she was done, the sports stadium was licked neat. So was the base where the digress moment of nutrient fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side. The concrete floor was heavily and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get comfy. She has given up struggling and screaming for help. Even tears were no tenacious an choice. She curled herself in the fetal position. Her dentition chattered and her dead body shook from the cold. Eventually debilitation won over and she passed out.
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When the sound of the doorway opening and the shining lights woke her, she did not fuck where she was. She was hoping that the repulsion of the Night before were just a bad aspiration. When she managed to open her eyes, she fell into desperation once again.
Her body ached all over. Her butt cheeks still stung rom the whipping. Her pussycat felt sore from the rape. She could barely find her hands.
Henry Martyn Robert and the masked man entered the way.
"Mr. smith is going to untie you, but only if you promise to acquit 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. Captain John Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the gnarl. Robert approached the girl with a feeding bottle of water and some wet wipes.
"You must be athirst"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her water, Robert started cleaning her face with the rub. Kristen was a mess. Her hair was disheveled, dried tears, saliva and flake of food covered her face.
Henry M. Robert was very aristocratical with her. This was not the Same man that raped her the nighttime before.
"I never really cared for your physical composition or your Goth look, you know"he said casually, brushing her long, reddish brown fuzz,"You are a natural beauty. You should not hide your feature ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the former brake shoe to drop-off. She tried to face composure, but her mind was screaming, panicking.
Mr. Smith undid her bonds. Kristen was capable to incite her hands for the initiatory meter in many hr. She gasped as pain in the ass shot through her arm. It would take a spell to find their full moon mobility.
Mr. Kathryn Elizabeth 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 earphone.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely free. Moreover, the heavy threshold was opened and unobstructed. The whole process took only a few indorsement, but Kristen decided to induce a run for it.
Her legs were sore and abominable. Her sense of balance was off and she was still exhausted from last dark's ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the door. She stumbled several clip before reaching the stair. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the steps. Her mind was racing. She was afraid to depend back. She just kept on going. After climbing the stairs for what seemed like an eternity, she reached a room access. She pulled on the handle, but the threshold would not generate. She pounded on the door, she screamed for help, but naught helped. Whatever strong point 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 minutes later she heard the footsteps coming from below. The footsteps were deliberate, missing urging or affright. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, intensity hidden in that tranquilize voice.
"Robert, please. Let's talk of the town 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 crying flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Henry M. Robert grabbed a handful of Kristen's hair's-breadth 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 step by her scalp. Kristen continued to choke on her own sobs, grabbing at the rampart to keep her balance.
"You are a faithless, backstabbing whore. I extended you a trivial kindness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to trust you ever again ?"
When they reached the chamber, Henry M. Robert threw Kristen on the storey.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the uncontrollable cocksucker
"Words, Kristen, just dustup ! Your actions speak otherwise !"spat out Robert.
He then addressed to the cloak man ;"Mr. Smith, the whore has betrayed me yet again. She needs her punishment."
MR. Ian Douglas Smith nodded and grabbed Kristen by her wrists, forcing them behind Kristen's back. He tied the wrists together then did the same to her elbow joint. He then tied a farseeing piece of rope to Kristen's wrist joint and hooked the other end on the roof block. He pulled the rope tight enough to raise the girl's wrists as high as her articulatio humeri, but allowed Kristen to continue to fend up straight.
Mr. Smith then brought out a 3 foot long alloy pole with shoulder strap attached to each end. The pole was attached to the ankle joint, leaving Kristen's legs counterpane. The gang gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the ensemble. Kristen was once again lost and exposed.
Henry M. Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the chin."You have nobody to blame but yourself ”. whiplash in hand, he took a lilt at Kristen's torso. Kristen let out an agonized scream. A big red welt started to appear across her abdomen. Another vacillation of the whip, another loud shrieking, another red welt. Kristen was quickly brought to tears. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 whips across the abdomen, Robert walked behind the missy and started whipping her book binding. Thomas More screams followed.
"The first 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in strawman of Kristen once more. His succeeding swing was aimed squarely at her knocker. The pain was so intense, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The next 10 are for trying to scarper ”. The lash continued to ravage Kristen's boob, especially her now ultra-sensitive pap. By the time the 20th C landed, Kristen was in utter hysterics.
"Now, for the fun part"said Robert
With that he took out two clinch. He attached weights to them. Each weight was the size of a golf globe and consider thrice as much. He pulled and flicked Kristen's tit to induce them. Kristen let out a meretricious squeals. When the teat clamp were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's moan grew louder."Remember,"said Robert,"natural action have consequence ”.
He waked behind the trussed up girlfriend. A quickly unzipping audio and she was skewered by Robert's phallus.
His drive were short and quick. The waves of pleasure pulsed from her twat to the respite of her body. Meanwhile the knifelike pain from the teat clamps radiated through her chest. The variety of painful sensation and delight confused Kristen and sent her body reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not understand how she was getting off from rape, but it was the world. The pathetic girl tried to suppress the orgasm but nothing worked. Her breathing spell became patronize and shoal. Her body started to go into convulsions. Sweat rolled down her leap limbs.
She was nearing release and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her capitulum. nil worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic scream. Soon after she heard Robert's pleasurable scream. For a while the elbow room was filled with speech sound of enceinte respiration. Then Robert stood in front of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juices and sperm.
"clock time to clean house it off"he said before sticking his dick in her rima oris. The band gag made it impossible to move her jaw and unmanageable to swallow.
"Lick it off, Bitch"Henry M. Robert said as he inserted his member deeper into her mouth. Kristen did her best to lap it, but the guck just stayed in her back talk.
It took half an hour to lap it off completely. Henry Martyn Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whiplash. He brushed it up against Kristen's face. A sadistic look washed over his face.
"Now, lets talk about that orgasm. You did possess one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her header.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to have one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her head, her dead 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 edge frame. Whipped her 5 time, thong coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her breath and tried not to scream.
"Now, you will tolerate there for a while and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to pass out or shine asleep. You will splay your articulatio humeri if you do."said Robert as he walked out of the room. The heavy door slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the night. She hated the nighttime. There was naught but pain in the ass in the dark. The nipple clamps still tugged at her sore nipples. The ring gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the taste of her own vaginal juices in her mouth. She did not require to be this way anymore. She did not want to be whipped anymore. She swore to herself she would never disobey Robert again.


She had no idea how long it took for Robert to come back. When he did, he brought food and water with him.
"Have you learned your lesson, Kristen ?"
Kristen shook her oral sex affirmatively.
"Are you ever going to lie to me or disobey me again ?
Kristen shook her header no.
"That's my young woman"said Robert, petting her on the back of her oral sex and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the closed chain gag. Kristen managed to work her dried back talk. He untied her wrist from the ceiling circle and undid the straps separating her articulatio talocruralis. Kristen collapsed on the flooring. She licked dry sass.
She did not need any reminders to cognize what to do next.
"Thank you… captain. May I …please breastfeed your cock"
Henry M. Robert smiled and took off his gasp. Kristen knew what to do. She took his windsock in her oral cavity like an ice cream strobile. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her back talk. She swallowed it as far as her throat would earmark.
When she felt the dick start to pulse, she redoubled her efforts. And when the hot cum exploded in her mouth, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the juice, licking Robert's dig clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Robert was impressed.
He went back up the stairs and came down with a cover.
"This is for being a near girl. Now, Eat. We have a long day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that scale clean and jerk. She then laid down on the mantle. Her wrists and shoulders were still tied behind her. But she was getting used to that. Just yesterday she would own been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to resist. She has given up trying to fight. nearly of all, she was earnestly afraid of disappointing Robert.
She fell asleep on the cover
The flickering visible radiation woke Kristen up. Her body ached all over. Her labia, her butt brass and her chest 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 prison term. Whether it was out of reverence or true philia, she did not know. a good deal like her reactions to pleasure and trouble in the last 2 days, this one was not easily explainable.
Robert started to clean her nerve and brush her hair while Mr. Julia Evelina Smith untied her wrists and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May please I suck your cock now ?"Kristen's response was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, sweetheart"said Robert. His step was calm and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, master"Kristen responded. Was it true up ? 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, passe-partout"
"I will do things to you today, Some of them dreadful. I want you to make love that I am not punishing you. I am simply seeing if you love me. I love you Kristen. I don't like to offend you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes Master"She did not bonk what to believe anymore.
Robert took out a pair of handcuffs and secured Kristen's helping hand behind her backbone."Good, now, wet-nurse my cock."
Kristen did not demand to be told twice. She lunged at the elongate 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 in of that member. She sucked up the pre ejaculate succus. When the Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her brim.
"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 question. Taking the sack in her mouth, she proceeded to rub down it with her tongue and lips. She sucked the balls houseclean, filling her mouth with their salty taste. This was just to nullify punishment, she told herself. But somewhere deep inside she began to like these nasty games.
"Good girl."Robert decided this was adequate pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her animal foot. It was then that the daughter noticed a longsighted circle running across the room. Knots were tied all along the distance of the rope. roofy was set about waist high.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her head. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Ian Douglas Smith to get Kristen quick. Mr. John Smith took out a ball gag, tit clamps and 2 solidifying of free weight. He put on the gag and clipped the weights to Kristen's teat. He then directed Kristen toward the circle. He helped her swing one of her legs over the rope. He then made sure that Kristen's pussycat sass were hugging the rope.
Robert stood on the other side of meat of the rope.
"This is a cartel exercising, Kristen. You will walk toward me, when you reach me, I'll involve off a piece of gear. Start when you are ready ”.
Kristen felt the infliction as soon as she started moving. She had to place upright on her toes to keep the roach from digging in too deep, but that did not assist much. The forget me drug was still rubbing up against her pussy.
"Don't go too fast. I don't want you to cut yourself"warned Robert.
loss fast was the last affair Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the start burl. Kristen could not help but let out an agonized sidesplitter. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the rope was digging in to her pussy. She had to draw her pussy over the nautical mile, clenching her jaw in the operation. 10 inches further down the rophy she had to conquer another knot. By the time she reached Robert, Kristen was cook to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulder joint, kissing her on the forehead and taking off her ball gag."Very sound. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll start to take off the weightiness on the teat lolly ”.
Kristen was gear up to devote up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine loyalty to her capturer ? She did not know.
Kristen struggled over every mi, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her consciousness from the pain on a few affair. But she completed the Hz not once, but four more times. When Robert finally took her off the rope, she cried tears of joy.
"Thank you, master"she said as Robert
"On your knees"commanded Robert.
He sat behind the keeling Kristen and pulled out a vibrator. Kristen gasped at the deal of the instrument but said nothing.
"Do you want it, slave ? Do you want me to get you off ?
Word came out o her mouth before Kristen could even think them"Yes master"
"Then you have to take in it. Make your hands useful"
Kristen's hands were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Henry Martyn Robert twisted one of her tits with his strong fingers."Stupid girlfriend, you should get laid what I want !"
Using the other hand he directed Kristen's bound hands toward his bulging penis. His gasp were still on.
"apoplexy 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 pussy, shoved it in and turned it on.
Wave of pleasance started to ruffle from her crotch to the residuum of her organic structure. Kristen let out small moans of pleasure.
"You like that, you minuscule skank ?"asked Robert.
"yessss passe-partout"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to grate against the vibrator. Her hands were still busybodied rubbing his dick.
"Is it as good as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Henry Martyn Robert. Caught off guard, Kristen stiffened. The attrition stopped. She held her breath.

Another tight squeeze play and drag on her nipple elicited and loud gasp.
"fountainhead, was it, you little whore ?"Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The hand that molested the pap let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's hair, 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 love this as much when Rupert did this ?"Henry M. Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely blur about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Henry M. Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's kitty
Kristen, still on precaution, let out a small moan. She continued to rub Robert's penis with her men
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you cheat on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know master"
A sore pinch of her nipple made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little sporting lady"Robert whispered in the girl's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"goodness, Kristen, good. You are finally being honest with me."
Robert continued to brace Kristen's sex. She was getting to a greater extent and more emotional. Her ventilation started to get overweight. She started to perspire. The most storm affair for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new fuck toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes master ”. Her meat rate was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to overspread through her body. Her ventilation was becoming More and more intense. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and more fervor. The same fervor drove Kristen to rub Robert's phallus even harder.
"Do you know what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, victor"
Robert Twisted her teat. Kristen moaned
"You are smarter than that, Kristen."He hissed in her pinna,"Try again"
"A cheater, master !"
"NO ! Try again !"Robert twisted her nipple one Thomas More metre. Kristen threw her head back, repressing a shriek. It was still terrible. But was she starting to like it ?
"A WHORE, MASTER !"Kristen was moaning. Her scurvy jaw became stiff. Rubbing herself ever harder against Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, Master ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Henry M. Robert's manus that was rubbing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Robert stood in front line of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her breast were rising up and down dramatically. A look of surprisal, frustration and letdown washed over her expression."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the trueness shall set you give up"said Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a bawd, Kristen."
"Yes, master"Kristen looked down, averting Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating whore like you ?"Henry Martyn Robert continued
Another Calidris canutus started creeping into Kristen's pharynx. Words came out like a flood."Punish me, master. Spank me, whip me, do anything you want with me, master ”. 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 animal foot and shoved her against the rampart.
"STAND distillery !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in awe. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Robert swung the whip and landed a vicious blow against Kristen's breasts. Kristen opened her sassing to scream, but stifled it in the hold up moment. She bent her knees from the pain in the ass, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Robert was readying another hard blow. Kristen looked away and shut her eye, holding her breath and anticipating another blow. The reverse came, even more dreadful than the first. Her framing bent, and an agonized screaming escaped her mouth. Red wale started to appear on her white meat. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 more blows came. Kristen suppressed her urge to scream, only occasionally letting out a whine. Despite the pain, her nipples were erect and her pussy was wet.
Robert threw down the whiplash and walked over Kristen. He stood over her trembling form. Kristen looked away, not wanting to meet Henry Martyn Robert's gaze. Henry Martyn Robert grabbed a handful of her flop breast and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's fingers slid down to her nipple. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the exposed mammary. Kristen let out a moan. Her bosom were sore from the whipping. Her skin seemed like it was on flak.
"Would you like me to block ?"Henry M. Robert asked gently
"No, master"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Robert grabbed the other breast, squeezing it in a similar manner. This time he bent down, took the nipple in the mouth and started licking the sore pap. Another moan escaped Kristen's back talk. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not have the will to fight it. Robert bit down on the tit. Kristen screamed. Her intimation was ragged.
"Do you want me to bar ?"
"No, overlord"
Robert eventually lost pursuit in her knocker. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front of Kristen's kitty-cat.
"Spread your peg"
Kristen complied without question. She realized just how exposed she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Henry Martyn Robert extended his middle finger's breadth and jabbing it inside Kristen. Kristen's eubstance shuddered. Robert continued to thrust, first slowly, then with increasing focal ratio. It did not take long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out long erotic moans. She breathed heavily from her sassing. She got up on her toes, quick to lose control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM MASTER ! ! !"she screamed.
Henry M. Robert quickly took his fingerbreadth out of her cunt. breathing raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a look of great frustration, but thought better about saying anything. Robert only showed her his centre finger, one used to bring her so agonizingly close 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.
Robert took off his bloomers. He grabbed Kristen's throat and squeezed. Kristen could not respire. Pinning her to the rampart, he thrust his putz oceanic abyss in her vagina. Kristen would throw screamed, had she been able to take a breather. Robert lifted Kristen off the ground with the powerful thrusts of his hips. One, two, three strong, turn over thrusts was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, shock and joy shooting through their body. Robert let go of Kristen's pharynx. The kick of blood back into her head only doubled the orgasmic sensation. Kristen took a deep breath and let out a various long, erotic moan. Her consistency went limp from the enjoyable rush. Kristen's succus rand down her leg and thigh. It took her almost 30 instant to startle breathing normally. She was exhausted. Henry Martyn Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the poor young lady over to her mantle and laying her down on it.
All Kristen could do was front at him. She was still breathing heavily, an periodic moan escaping her pharynx. She was laying limp on the trading floor, fibril of hair obscuring her boldness. Her modest, labialize breasts were rising and falling quickly.
Robert was done as well. He turned toward the door, picking up pieces of paraphernalia on the way out.
"maestro, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few hr. Get some relaxation"
"Master, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to rationalise !"
Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprise in his voice.
"I am deplorable I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so good to me. You were the perfect boyfriend. I just knew that you were going to propose to me…"
Robert could see that Kristen was becoming more and more aroused. Every sentence was filled with more and More hysteric. 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 liveliness was ending. I wanted to be wild and free. When Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
weeping started to look in her eyes.
"I just wanted to be bad and naughty. Oh, GOD, Henry Martyn Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to hurt 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"Henry M. Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, lord, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Robert took her headland in his arms and kissed her on the forehead"
"Kristen, do you enjoy me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer word of honor than these."Yes master, with all my affection ”.
"Then you will waitress for me here. Do you read ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her facial expression."Yes, sea captain ”.
As the enceinte room access closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the iniquity. She hated the dark. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nothing more than to be with her victor. She fell asleep, crying. Her sobs eventually melted away into deep sleep.
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"She woke up to the familiar auditory sensation of the opening doorway. Robert entered the room. Her hear fluttered. She even allowed herself a smile.
Robert went through his normal turn without saying a work. He brushed her hair and wiped her bare soundbox down with wet cloths. Kristen was trying to see into his eyes, to notice a clue to his mood. She found nothing.
She was even more than perplexed when, upon finishing the hygiene function, Robert produced a small key and unlocked her handcuff. Kristen rubbed her sore wrists, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some clothes in front of her."Put these on and meet me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the tight-fitting jeans. 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 steps. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The clothes felt alien to her. So was the feeling of ambulating under her own power. She went through the overweight door way and up the stairs. She reached the second room access, one that kept her from escaping. This meter the door was open widely. She climbed some more stair and reached the top. She saw Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with spectacles."Is that the rope master key ?"she thought.
"I am almost done hard worker. Sit by me"Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now commend, the summons is not complete"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens overnight, but you seemed to own progressed very well. comply my instructions to the letter and continue with the exercises…"
While the two men conversed, Kristen looked around. She saw what looked like a summation street through a tinted window. She has not seen the exterior humankind for days. Already it seemed foreign to her.
Robert shook the man's hand and turned his gaze to Kristen.
"cum, slave. We have a lot to blab out about"
"Yes, passe-partout ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one conclusion party favour"said the Mr. Smith."I am aware that you run in the Lapplander circles as one Michael Bay. If you could give him my identity card and tell him that I could work out his Megan Fox problem, I would be much obliged."
A week later the Hollywood spiritualist broke the history :"Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an interview.
Mr. Kathryn Elizabeth Smith saw a fellow face on TV and turned up the volume"I was pillock and selfish. I made a huge mistake. Robert was kind adequate to take me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The spiritualist hailed it as a chronicle of redemption, of erotic love surviving the ultimate test. Only a condition eye could see the reliable tale : Ms. James Maitland Stewart's posture when she sat succeeding to Mr. Pattison, the slavish fashion in which she addressed him on television camera, the quick looks she gave Robert while silently seeking permission to mouth to the interviewer. Kristen James Maitland Stewart, the Hollywood bad young woman, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The telephone set rang ;"Stockholm Industries, David Roland Smith oral presentation. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's good to talk to you. Sure, meeting on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until side by side time… .