fame Trainers : Kristen James Maitland Stewart
Codes : MF, nc, rapine, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, bond,

disavowal : This is fable, it did NOT occur. phantasy is legal. This story does not advocate violence against women. If you have any proffer for this or any early future storey, please netmail me. Don't forget to spay and neuter your pets. Hope you enjoy the story.
Story :
Henry Martyn Robert Pattison was still recovering from the breakup. Kristen's amour caught him by surprise. What resulted was a mixture of heartbreak and ire. And despite his best try to accommodate, the feelings were not going away.
When a friend of a champion suggested a certain shoes that"fixture these relationship trouble ”, Robert was disbelieving. The business circuit card said"Stockholm industriousness"and listed a number. The friend did not give much more detail or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an assignment on the earphone. The unscathed thing was very secretive."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a tone ”.
The office on the business wag was located on the far outskirts of East Los Angeles. No mansion was posted above or in battlefront of the threshold, just an federal agency numeral. The inside the office Robert found 4 blank Edward Douglas White Jr. walls, simple desk and chairwoman. There was another door on the opposite position of the office. The occupier of the desk was a knit stitch looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading chicken feed and expanding waistline gave an feeling of a career office worker.
"Mr. Pattison, come in please ”.
Pattison took a seat.
"You may call off me Mr. Captain John Smith. First thing first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and Dagger routine, the armed service that we offer are very scoop. You need not only money, but the mighty link, which you obviously do. We are secretive for a reason. The legality of our serve is questionable. But we are very good at what we do, and cypher ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Robert replied"I still don't understand how you can help me. What exactly do you do ? And what does any of this have to do with me ?"
Mr. Julia Evelina Smith leaned forward"You are a populace figure, Mr. Pattison. Your Recent breakup with Ms. Kristen Stewart is world cognition. Ms. Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to act on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is conduct alteration. If you choose to employ our inspection and repair, I can secure that not only will infidelity no longer be a concern in your family relationship, but Ms. Stewart well be a lot more accordant and pleasing to you. There will be no more fights or disagreements. Ms. Jimmy Stewart will obey you in every way potential, especially sexually. She will submit to your every desire and will stay true to you ”.
"How exactly do you plan to achieve this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a compounding of proficiency, including bondage, S & M and psychological training. What I can insure is 100 % achiever charge per unit and that nobody is going to get suffering. However, we have reached the point of no return. If you agree to use our services, I will return you ALL the point. If you choose not to use our table service, this conversation is over. You will never hear from us again. If you contact the law or the media, they will get nothing but a legitimate insurance way. We are good at what we do and we have never had job. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your answer"?
Pattison hesitated for only a second :"recount me more ”.
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The news show frenzy that came after her affair was revealed stimulate Kristen Jimmy Stewart to invalidate several media appearances. She did not experience like answering any motion about the involvement or the breakup. In fact she did not experience like doing anything for the rest of the workweek. She made the outcry to offset her appointments and dismissed the staff of her hall. The entirely thing she would be doing for the next 7 days is fucking Prince Rupert smoother, her new favorite boy toy. Robert was fun for a spell, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Robert needed to man up and move on.
After putting on her preferent top, skinny blue jean and brushing her foresightful reddish brown hair, Kristen made her way toward her bedroom door. A tall unknown waited for her in the doorway. Kristen was pinned against the bedroom wall. A knife was pressed to her slender cervix."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot smoother"said the masked intruder. Kristen was frozen in fear. The unknown put away the knife and quickly whirl Kristen around, pinning her face first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The intruder chuckled while tying her wrists behind her"Go ahead and scream, princess, there is nobody here but us ”.
With her hands tightly secured, Kristen was shoved grimace up on top of her bed. The intruder took out more rophy and started tying her ankles.
"What do you want from me ? ? ? I have money ! Take my wallet ”. Kristen started pleading
With her articulatio talocruralis secured, the alien stood over Kristen, smiling.
"I don't want your money, princess."
"OH, God"Kristen nearly broke into tears"please don't rape me !"
Still wearing a grin on his disguised look, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's wind and oral cavity, all while pinning her slender bound manakin to the bed.
The futile but aphrodisiac struggle continued for just a few minutes. Her eyes rolled to the back of her fountainhead. Her lids closed and her trunk went limp.
"fountainhead, there goes the fun part"sighed the trespasser,"now, where is the brat's jail cell phone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her public was sour and stale. The bag was still over her principal. She was laying fount down on the floor, her bare nipples pressed against the common cold concrete. Her legs were free, but her hands were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to move her head and curl on her back, pain dig through her thorn and arms. She tried to wiggle her fingers and realized they were touching higher up spikelet than they were supposed to. She started to panic and breathe faster. She then realized something big and round of golf was stuck in her mouth.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to hear voices in the way. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will lose her for Clarence Shepard Day Jr."said the former, unfamiliar voice
"secure, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A pair of potent hands grabbed her by the arms and set her just, sitting on her knee joint. The bag was pulled off her foreland and Kristen was blinded by the bright lights.
"Good good afternoon, Ms. Stewart. I know you have a lot of motion, but given your predicament, you are not in the position to ask. If we feel generous, we will answer those inquiry in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could muster with a ball gag in her mouth.
"First things first"Said the alien"You are tied up in a reverse orison position. It is designed to not only be painful but to also determine your social movement considerably. So try not to struggle if you want to avoid unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may suffer also noticed, you are wearing a ball gag. It is not designed to preserve you quiesce, but rather to crap you drool, mostly for abasement purposes. Feel free to scream all you like. Nobody outside these walls can take heed you."
By now Kristen's heart had adjusted to the Light. In front of her stood a man in a ski masque and a short circuit whip in his bridge player. The alien's voice belonged to him. The sight of him, his dress and the whip sent shivers down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and bound. Ropes were encircling her torso and breasts.
She then saw the early man. He was slowly circling around the way, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"ROBERT ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her mind. Her MMFFing through the gag was less articulate.
"Since you are a invitee,"continued the cloaked stranger,"there are rules you have to follow, discover them and risk punishment. Rule 1…
Kristen's mind drowned out the speaker. She was looking instead at Robert. Her top dog 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 ira and confusion. Robert's facial expression didn't change. The audio of the whip slicing through the air got her care. The verbaliser was standing right in front of her."Do you understand the house convention"
A look of incapacitated confusion was all Kristen could handle
The disguised man grabbed the bound girlfriend by the chin and loosened the shoulder strap on the orb gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few seconds to spit the gag out.
"Do you understand the rules ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE Hell DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? Robert WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The dissemble man shoved the ball gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one more fourth dimension, do you understand the ruler ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU by-blow ! ! ! You better let me go. People will be looking for me. Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The masked man shoved the chunk gag back into the girls mouth, this time tightening the shoulder strap.
"Ill take that as a no, Ms. James Maitland Stewart. Let's clear-cut some thing up. nonentity is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a week. You were kind enough to offset all of your appointments for the adjacent 7 Clarence Day, so the media 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 telephone number. You even issued a command on your twitter pageboy announcing the termination of your human relationship and a very heartfelt apology to his kinsperson and your lover. In short-circuit, nobody will be looking for you for a while. At this time you are completely at our mercy ”.
"As for the family rule, it is clear you did not hear them. You broke several of them just now. For that you must be punished. for the first time rule is that you will address me as sir and Mr. Pattison as master. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of crook and used pollute language ”. The masked man looked up at Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many transgressions did you tally, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Robert's answer.
"Then you should dole out with the punishment ”, said the disguise man as he handed Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a chance to object, her capitulum was forced down on the priming coat. She was still on her articulatio genus. With her hands tied and her backside straight up in the air, the girlfriend was the very definition of vulnerability. The initiatory thrash came without warning. The pain across her butt face was sudden and sharp. Kristen let out an agonized and draw out scream.
The shock was quickly followed by care and an impending touch sensation of doom.
The 2nd bang of the whip was as shocking as the first-class honours degree. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the amount of pain she was in was overwhelming.
The third gear strike of the whiplash sent an echo across the small room. The pain similarly echoed from her buttocks, through her spine and throughout the rest of her writhen body. Kristen could not think or understand what was happening to her. Her pharynx 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 painful sensation. Whatever the grounds, Kristen was in weeping and sobbing uncontrollably by the prison term the whip struck her defenseless ass for the 4th time. Time seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the floor with no lastingness or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the whiplash for the 5th time.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her ballock gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a quiesce response from behind her. This was the for the first time time that 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 astray eyed at Robert. This was the first time she has seen such rage.
The room was once again silent. Only two sounds filled the storage room were the small whine and sobs that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Henry Martyn Robert let go of Kristen's tomentum and walked behind her. Kristen heard his pants being unzipped. This was her only when warning before she felt Richard J. Roberts penis thrust inside her. Kristen let out a short yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a working girl"Robert whispered in her ear"then you will be treated like one.
He grabbed Kristen's pilus again. Kristen's back was arched in a awful manner. The web of ropes that surrounded her torso and kept her paw in a reverse prayer perspective only made it worse. Robert gave his hips one knock-down thrust. Pain scene through Kristen's scalp, down her prickle and through her blazonry. Kristen's let out a guttural scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know nix of pain"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Henry M. Robert's time was punctuated by a strong pelvic thrust. Each drive brought on more screams. The screams seemed to feed Henry M. Robert's lecherousness. The thrusts became more regular and frequent. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in pain. The agonised howler were replaced by desperate, painful sensation filled moaning.
Her excruciation was not limited to pain alone. She was helpless. The feeling of desperation filled her with panic. She was once again bawling. Her clump gag prevented her from swallowing. As a result she was drooling uncontrollably. In brusque, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new mavin soon washed over her ; arousal. As Robert continued to hump her, she felt her loins swell."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in agony. Not only was she bound, helpless and misuse, 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 misfortunate lady friend could no longer order. The warm sensation bed covering from her loins to the residual of her organic structure. Her mind was racing, her sight 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 concluding driving force, grunted and released his burden inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slump over on top of her edge form. She then felt him express himself from inside her. Her physical structure was still in torture. The pain was slowly wither and so was the feeling of arousal. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Robert pulled on his pants and started to walk out of the elbow room.
"Make certainly she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the door. The masked man took out more Mexican valium. One end of the rope was passed through the loop on the ceiling and attached to a pulley block on the position of the rampart. The disguised man used the former end to tie yet another international nautical mile behind Kristen's back, adding to the web already holding Kristen's bound form. Kristen heard the pulley clicking away and found herself being lifted from the flooring. As the ropes pulled her eminent, she once again felt the pain in her lower cover and berm. Kristen struggled to her invertebrate foot, but her captor continued to pull up on the forget me drug. 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 disturb the ground with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her torso. The pain sensation in her back, subdivision and shoulder was excruciating.
"Try not to impress, Ms. Stewart"said the cloaked man,"cause will only make the bother worse"
The man walked out of the room. The lights went off. The heavy alloy door clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the nighttime with nix but her hurting to continue her company. The whimpers and sobs filled the empty space.
"I don't want her scathe permanently"said Robert Pattison. He was watching the monitor. The screen showed Kristen Jimmy Stewart hanging in the air. Her breathing was panicked. Her body contorted. Her center portrayed utter agony.
"This is not the first time I have done this"rebuked Mr. David Smith"I am not in the business of maiming people. When this is done, Ms. James Maitland Stewart will still be able to function in her normal environment. She will still act, or at least try to. She will still walk the red rug. She will do all the affair she has done before. The solely matter that will exchange will be her psychology ”.
Robert Pattison still looked skeptical.
"We have begun the process and I need you to do exactly as I say. Stockholm syndrome is quite leisurely to bring on if you know the right buttons to advertize. Ms. Stewart has to become submissive to you. She has to be subject on you. You need to pass water this family relationship strictly about advantage and punishments. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terms. This is round-eyed genial conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to learn to bet on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely hungry by now. land her food in about an time of day. Make her earn it ”.
Kristen did not experience hunger. Her creative thinker was completely concentrated on the pain. She was fighting to keep her cognizance. The pain was overwhelming. She was beginning to lose her fight.
The sleeping accommodation doorway opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the Christ Within. When she recovered, she saw Robert. The rage in his centre was gone.
He put the two photographic plate he brought with him on the floor and went over to the pulley. Kristen's exhausted organic structure was lowered to the primer. Her legs could not concord her exercising weight and collapsed under her. Robert untied the Calidris canutus 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 ball was removed. Her jaw ached, her backtalk was parched. Henry Martyn Robert offered her a glass of H2O and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be thirsty"said Robert in an almost pleasant whole step.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. Truth was, she was very hungry. Her breakfast was lowly and she had nothing to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just words, Kristen. natural process speak louder. Show me just how thankful you are"replied Henry Martyn Robert.
Kristen looked at him garbled. Henry Martyn Robert unzipped his pants and let his engorged penis declivity out."No dentition now ”, he warned.
Kristen's eyes bulged at the sight of his member. She has never performed a cock sucking. The very view of it disgusted her. Kristen started to stutter and shake her top dog
"N…N…No…Robert, please d…don't…"
A slap across the cheek startled and shook Kristen. The girlfriend's cheek was stinging from the impact.
"You ungrateful kick !"Yelled Henry M. Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her mouth and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more willing to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the chamber and closed the door. Kristen once again found herself in the dark. She was no longer suspended above the level. As long as she did not contend against her attachment, she did not experience the painful sensation. But without the pain, her other sentience were once again working. Within 10 minutes the star of hunger was intolerable. She could crawl justly succeeding to the food bowl, but het gag did not let her chew or take back. The smell filled her nostrils and made the sensation even more acuate. This was a different kind of torture.
The hour seemed almost like an timelessness. The room access opened once again. Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's bound form.
"Are you ready to express your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her head desperately and moaned through the gag. Robert took his metre undoing the ball gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the musket ball gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another slap across the brass shut Kristen up.
"You will call me sea captain, and you will beg me to appropriate you to bollix me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will tip you. Do you empathize ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"goodness, now be a good whore and beg"
A gnarl started to form in Kristen's pharynx. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please suck your shaft ?"
Robert unzipped his pants and let his cock knack out. The thing was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this meal, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her knee joint toward the waiting Henry M. Robert. She kept her eyes on the now bulging phallus, hesitant to get close to it. The thought of putting that affair in her mouthpiece was almost disgorgement inducing.
"Perhaps you would like hold another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her head toward the penis, hesitating just a piddling before taking it in her oral fissure. She encircled the spear with her backtalk ever so slightly and bobbed her head up and down.
Henry Martyn Robert rolled his eyes."Don't thriftlessness my metre, whore. Suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a little more press with her lips and licked the bottom of the penis with the tip of her tongue. She wanted goose egg to do with it and she was determined not to let it tint the inside of her mouth.
Henry Martyn Robert lost patience and grabbed the vertebral column of Kristen's scalp, shoving her mind forward and forcing his dick deep inside Kristen's pharynx. Kristen gave a frightened yelp, then started to clamber against Robert's handle.
"If I feel just one tooth, sporting lady, I will whip you raw ! You got that ?"yelled Robert.
Kristen understood and took fear to restrain her jaw opened. But she could not help but struggle against Robert's clutch. His dick was moving in and out of her throat, making it hard to breathe. Unfortunately for Kristen, her conflict only seemed to twist Robert on even more. His thrusts increased in celerity.
All Kristen could do was concentrate on her external respiration, which became harder and harder.
Robert suddenly tensed up. Kristen knew he had reached his climax. Soon after, her mouth was filled with Robert's hot source. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's brain so he could look into her eyes. The sperm cell was starting to drip out of her sass.
"drink it"he demanded,"you will demand the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to throw up. She swallowed once, but her gag reflex nearly kicked in. she started to cough.
"Don't you dare spit it out, bitch."Kristen suppressed the urge to cast up. It took several Sir Thomas More swallow. While she managed to keep it down, she could not fake the expression of disgust that washed over her face. That formulation seemed to sacrifice Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her hairsbreadth."I guess you earned that meal. Eat up."He kicked the ash gray bowlful of food in figurehead 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 food like the squawk 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 shadow. She was tied up and hunched over on her knees. Eating out of a doggie sports stadium was yet another humiliation, but one that she was willing to live with. She shoved her lip deep in to the sports stadium. By the fourth dimension she was done, the stadium was licked plum. So was the base where the stray morsel of food fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side. The concrete storey was operose and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get comfortable. She has given up struggling and screaming for assistant. Even weeping were no prospicient an option. She curled herself in the foetal office. Her teeth chattered and her body shook from the cold. Eventually exhaustion won over and she passed out.
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When the sound of the door opening night 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 spread her eyes, she fell into despair once again.
Her body ached all over. Her keister cheeks still stung rom the whipping. Her slit felt sore from the colza. She could barely feel her hands.
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 utter, but found her throat to be completely dry. She nodded her hear instead. Mr. Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the knots. Henry Martyn Robert approached the girl with a bottle of water and some wet rub.
"You must be thirsty"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her water, Henry Martyn Robert started cleaning her face with the wipes. Kristen was a quite a little. Her tomentum was disheveled, dried crying, saliva and bits of food covered her face.
Henry M. Robert was very assuage with her. This was not the Lapp man that raped her the nighttime before.
"I never really cared for your makeup or your Goth looking at, you know"he said casually, brushing her long, reddish brown hairsbreadth,"You are a rude beaut. You should not hide your feature of speech ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the other shoe to drop cloth. She tried to look calm, but her thinker was screaming, panicking.
Mr. smith undid her attachment. Kristen was able to go her bridge player for the first time in many hours. She gasped as pain stroke through her weapon. It would remove a while to regain their full mobility.
Mr. Kate Smith turned away from her, putting the roofy away in his bag. Soon after, Robert turned away as well, walking over to the scraps and checking his phone.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely free. Moreover, the heavy door was open and unobstructed. The whole process took only a few seconds, but Kristen decided to make a run for it.
Her legs were sore and sore. Her sentiency of Balance was off and she was still exhausted from endure night's ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the room access. She stumbled various times before reaching the stairs. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the stair. Her mind was racing. She was afraid to look back. She just kept on going. After climbing the step for what seemed like an eternity, she reached a room access. She pulled on the handle, but the door would not give. She pounded on the door, she screamed for supporter, but nothing helped. Whatever strength carried her up the stairs was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the threshold and started crying. She hugged her knees and rocked back and forth, not knowing what to do next.
A few minute of arc later she heard the stride coming from below. The pace were deliberate, missing urgency or panic. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, intensity hidden in that calm voice.
"Robert, please. Let's talk of the town about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded smacking made her see stars.
"Do you love lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you insist on betraying me at every turn ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her tears flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
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 hope you ?"screamed Robert.
He started dragging her down the stairs by her scalp. Kristen continued to choke on her own sobs, grabbing at the walls to continue her balance.
"You are a traitorous, backstabbing whore. I extended you a lilliputian benignity, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to intrust you ever again ?"
When they reached the chamber, Henry M. Robert threw Kristen on the flooring.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the ungovernable sobs
"password, Kristen, just countersign ! Your actions speak otherwise !"spat out Robert.
He then addressed to the masked man ;"Mr. Smith, the whore has betrayed me yet again. She needs her punishment."
MR. Smith nodded and grabbed Kristen by her wrist joint, forcing them behind Kristen's back. He tied the wrists together then did the same to her articulatio cubiti. He then tied a long piece of rophy to Kristen's wrist joint and hooked the other end on the ceiling pulley. He pulled the rope tight enough to put forward the young woman's wrists as gamy as her shoulders, but allowed Kristen to go on to stand up straight.
Mr. Smith then brought out a 3 fundament longsighted metal pole with shoulder strap attached to each end. The pole was attached to the mortise joint, leaving Kristen's legs spread. The mob gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the ensemble. Kristen was once again helpless and exposed.
Henry Martyn Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the chin."You have nobody to find fault but yourself ”. Whip in hand, he took a swing at Kristen's torso. Kristen let out an agonised scream. A big red wheal started to come along across her venter. Another golf shot of the whip, another loud scream, another red welt. Kristen was quickly brought to crying. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 whip across the abdomen, Robert walked behind the girl and started whipping her rachis. More yell followed.
"The first 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in front of Kristen once more. His next swing was aimed squarely at her tit. The annoyance was so intense, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The adjacent 10 are for trying to escape ”. The party whip continued to ravage Kristen's breasts, especially her now ultra-sensitive nipples. By the time the 20th bump landed, Kristen was in utter hysteric.
"Now, for the fun parting"said Robert
With that he took out two clinch. He attached weights to them. Each free weight was the size of a golf ball and librate thrice as much. He pulled and flicked Kristen's nipples to stimulate them. Kristen let out a tatty squeals. When the nipple clinch were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's groan grew louder."Remember,"said Robert,"actions have moment ”.
He waked behind the trussed up female child. A quick unzipping sound and she was skewered by Robert's member.
His poke were inadequate and flying. The waving of pleasure pulsed from her pussy to the rest of her body. Meanwhile the sharp pain in the ass from the nipple clinch radiated through her chest. The mixture of pain and pleasure confused Kristen and sent her body reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not infer how she was getting off from rapine, but it was the world. The pitiful little girl tried to curb the sexual climax but nix worked. Her breaths became frequent and shoal. Her dead body started to go into convulsion. travail rolled down her bounce limbs.
She was nearing release and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her fountainhead. nil worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic screech. Soon after she heard Robert's pleasurable scream. For a while the room was filled with sounds of sonorous breathing. Then Henry Martyn Robert stood in front of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juices and sperm.
"Time to houseclean it off"he said before sticking his dick in her back talk. The ring gag made it unacceptable to prompt her jaw and difficult to swallow.
"Lick it off, squawk"Robert said as he inserted his member deeper into her oral cavity. Kristen did her better to puzzle out it, but the gook just stayed in her mouth.
It took half an hour to lick it off completely. Henry M. Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whip. He brushed it up against Kristen's nerve. A sadistic look washed over his typeface.
"Now, lets talk about that orgasm. You did have one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her head.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to have one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her question, her eubstance starting to tremble.
"You do not relieve oneself, you do not ca-ca, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Robert walked around Kristen's bound frame. Whipped her 5 meter, 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 spell and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to pass out or fall asleep. You will splay your shoulder if you do."said Henry Martyn Robert as he walked out of the room. The heavy door slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the dark. She hated the dark. There was nothing but pain in the dark. The nipple clamp still tugged at her sore mammilla. The ring gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the taste of her own vaginal succus in her rima oris. She did not require to be this way anymore. She did not need to be whipped anymore. She swore to herself she would never disobey Henry M. Robert again.


She had no melodic theme how long it took for Henry M. Robert to fall back. When he did, he brought food and body of water with him.
"Have you learned your lesson, Kristen ?"
Kristen shook her head affirmatively.
"Are you ever going to lie to me or disobey me again ?
Kristen shook her oral sex no.
"That's my girl"said Robert, petting her on the binding of her head and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the ring gag. Kristen managed to bat her dry out lips. He untied her wrist joint from the ceiling roach and undid the shoulder strap separating her ankle. Kristen collapsed on the floor. She licked dry brim.
She did not need any reminder to know what to do next.
"Thank you… Master. May I …please breastfeed your turncock"
Robert smiled and took off his pants. Kristen knew what to do. She took his sock in her mouth like an ice emollient cone. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her lips. She swallowed it as far as her pharynx would tolerate.
When she felt the dick starting time to throb, she redoubled her elbow grease. And when the hot cum exploded in her mouth, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the juices, licking Robert's shaft clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Henry M. Robert was move.
He went back up the stairs and came down with a blanket.
"This is for being a right miss. Now, Eat. We have a long day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that plate clean. She then laid down on the cover. Her articulatio radiocarpea and shoulders were still tied behind her. But she was getting used to that. Just yesterday she would have been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to resist. She has given up trying to fight. to the highest degree of all, she was earnestly afraid of unsatisfying 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 breasts all stung from the day before. Still, her warmness fluttered when she saw Henry M. Robert walkway into the room. She was determined to obey him this time. Whether it was out of fear or genuine affection, she did not know. Much like her chemical reaction to pleasure and trouble in the hold out 2 days, this one was not easily explainable.
Robert started to clean her fount and brush her hair's-breadth while Mr. Smith untied her wrists and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May please I suck your cock now ?"Kristen's reaction was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, sweetie"said Henry Martyn Robert. His tone was settle down and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, superior"Kristen responded. Was it true ? Did she mean it ? Kristen was not for sure what to think.
"And you would do anything to prove it, wouldn't you ?"Henry Martyn Robert continued
"Yes, sea captain"
"I will do things to you today, Some of them painful. I want you to screw that I am not punishing you. I am simply seeing if you love me. I love you Kristen. I don't like to ache you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes Master"She did not be intimate what to believe anymore.
Robert took out a pair of handcuffs and secured Kristen's hands behind her back."Good, now, suck my cock."
Kristen did not need to be told twice. She lunged at the extended and took it in her rima oris. She bobbed her back and forth, up and down and side to side. Her tongue licked and caressed every in of that penis. She sucked up the pre seed juices. When the Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her lips.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you desire me to do ?"
Robert did not skip a beat."Suck my testis, slave"
Kristen complied without motion. Taking the liberation in her mouth, she proceeded to massage it with her tongue and lips. She sucked the clod clean, filling her lip with their salty taste. This was just to avoid punishment, she told herself. But somewhere deep inside she began to like these awful games.
"Good girl."Robert decided this was sufficiency pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her metrical foot. It was then that the girl noticed a long rope running across the way. air mile were tied all along the duration of the rope. Mexican valium was set about waist gamy.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her drumhead. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Smith to get Kristen prepare. Mr. Smith took out a ballock gag, nipple clamps and 2 lot of system of weights. He put on the gag and clipped the weights to Kristen's tit. He then directed Kristen toward the roach. He helped her swing one of her legs over the R-2. He then made sure that Kristen's puss lips were hugging the rope.
Henry M. Robert stood on the former incline of the rope.
"This is a trust exercise, Kristen. You will walk toward me, when you reach me, I'll take off a objet d'art of gear. protrude when you are ready ”.
Kristen felt the pain as soon as she started moving. She had to stand on her toes to proceed the circle from digging in too deep, but that did not help oneself much. The rope was still rubbing up against her snatch.
"Don't go too fast. I don't want you to burn yourself"warned Robert.
passing fast was the finish thing Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the starting time mi. Kristen could not help but let out an agonized scream. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the R-2 was digging in to her pussy. She had to hale her cunt over the naut mi, clenching her jaw in the appendage. 10 column inch further down the rope she had to appropriate another nautical mile. By the time she reached Robert, Kristen was ready to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulders, kissing her on the forehead and taking off her Ball gag."Very unspoiled. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll offset to take off the weights on the nipple clams ”.
Kristen was set to impart up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Henry Martyn Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine loyalty to her captor ? She did not have intercourse.
Kristen struggled over every knot, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her consciousness from the pain on a few occasions. But she completed the rhythm 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 sight of the instrument but said nothing.
"Do you want it, knuckle down ? Do you need me to get you off ?
Word came out o her mouthpiece before Kristen could even reckon them"Yes master"
"Then you have to earn it. pretend your hands useful"
Kristen's manpower were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Robert twisted one of her tits with his strong fingers."stupe little girl, you should know what I want !"
Using the other manus he directed Kristen's bound hands toward his bulging penis. His pants were still on.
"solidus it, you little sporting lady ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his ingurgitate member underneath his pants
"goooooood"he said"now you get a reinforcement. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's kitty, shoved it in and turned it on.
wave of pleasure started to ripple from her privates to the residuum of her trunk. Kristen let out small moan of pleasure.
"You like that, you little skank ?"asked Robert.
"yessss master"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to bray against the vibrator. Her hands were still interfering rubbing his dick.
"Is it as full as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Henry Martyn Robert. Caught off safety device, Kristen stiffened. The grinding stopped. She held her breath.

Another tight credit crunch and clout on her pap elicited and loud gasp.
"Well, was it, you little whore ?"Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The helping hand that molested the mamilla let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's whisker, pulling her head back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to mewl
"Now answer again, did you savour this as a good deal when Rupert did this ?"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 twat
Kristen, still on guard, let out a lowly moan. She continued to rub Henry M. Robert's penis with her manus
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you cheat on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know master"
A atrocious speck of her nipple made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little whore"Henry Martyn Robert whispered in the girl's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"commodity, Kristen, salutary. You are finally being honest with me."
Henry Martyn Robert continued to provoke Kristen's sex. She was getting more and more put forward. Her breathing started to get heavier. She started to sweat. The most surprising thing for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new fuck toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes passkey ”. Her ticker rate was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to spread through her organic structure. Her breathing was becoming Sir Thomas More and more intense. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and Sir Thomas More fervour. The same fervor drove Kristen to rub Henry M. Robert's phallus even harder.
"Do you know what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, victor"
Robert Twisted her nipple. Kristen moaned
"You are voguish than that, Kristen."He hissed in her ears,"Try again"
"A cheater, master !"
"NO ! Try again !"Robert twisted her nipple one Thomas More time. Kristen threw her head back, repressing a shriek. It was still painful. But was she starting to like it ?
"A WHORE, overlord !"Kristen was moaning. Her lower berth jaw became corpse. Rubbing herself ever harder against Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, overlord ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Robert's hand that was rubbing her breasts and pinching her pap. Robert stood in front of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her boob were rising up and down dramatically. A look of surprise, foiling and dashing hopes washed over her font."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the truth shall set you free"said Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a prostitute, Kristen."
"Yes, master"Kristen looked down, averting Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating harlot like you ?"Robert continued
Another knot started creeping into Kristen's throat. language came out like a flood."Punish me, original. Spank me, slash me, do anything you want with me, master ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty lady of pleasure, I deserve punishment !"
Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her hair, pulled her to her feet and shoved her against the wall.
"STAND distillery !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in awe. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Robert swung the lash and landed a poisonous snow against Kristen's knocker. Kristen opened her sass to call, but stifled it in the last moment. She bent her knee joint from the pain, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Robert was readying another hard black eye. Kristen looked away and shut her heart, holding her breath and anticipating another blow. The setback came, even more painful than the first. Her frame bent, and an agonized scream escaped her mouth. Red welts started to appear on her breasts. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 more blows came. Kristen suppressed her impulse to call, only occasionally letting out a whine. Despite the pain, her nipples were put up and her twat was wet.
Henry M. Robert threw down the whip and walked over Kristen. He stood over her shivering frame. Kristen looked away, not wanting to converge Henry M. Robert's gaze. Robert grabbed a handful of her right on breast and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's fingers slid down to her nipple. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the display mammary. Kristen let out a moan. Her boob were sore from the whipping. Her tegument seemed like it was on flame.
"Would you like me to stop ?"Henry Martyn Robert asked gently
"No, victor"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Robert grabbed the other tit, squeezing it in a similar manner. This clock time he bent down, took the nipple in the backtalk and started licking the sore nipple. Another moan escaped Kristen's sassing. 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 teat. Kristen screamed. Her breath was ragged.
"Do you need me to stop ?"
"No, superior"
Robert eventually lost interest in her bosom. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front of Kristen's pussy.
"gap your legs"
Kristen complied without dubiousness. She realized just how uncover she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Henry Martyn Robert extended his midway finger and thrust it inside Kristen. Kristen's physical structure shuddered. Robert continued to hurl, first slowly, then with increasing speed. It did not take long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out recollective titillating groan. She breathed heavily from her mouth. She got up on her toes, ready to misplace control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM MASTER ! ! !"she screamed.
Henry M. Robert quickly took his finger's breadth out of her pussycat. ventilation raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a flavour of bang-up frustration, but thought salutary about saying anything. Robert only showed her his in-between finger, one used to play her so agonizingly close to an orgasm.
"Lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the finger, as if she would a penis. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Robert took off his pants. He grabbed Kristen's throat and squeezed. Kristen could not catch one's breath. Pinning her to the wall, he thrust his prick trench in her vagina. Kristen would take in screamed, had she been capable to breathe. Robert lifted Kristen off the earth with the powerful push of his rosehip. One, two, three strong, debate thrusting was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, stupor and pleasure shooting through their bodies. Robert let go of Kristen's throat. The rush of pedigree back into her encephalon only doubled the orgasmic champion. Kristen took a late breath and let out a several long, erotic moans. Her organic structure went limp from the pleasurable rush. Kristen's juice rand down her leg and thigh. It took her almost 30 seconds to start breathing normally. She was exhausted. Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the pathetic young woman over to her blanket and laying her down on it.
All Kristen could do was look at him. She was still breathing heavily, an occasional moan escaping her throat. She was laying limp on the floor, strands of hair obscuring her face. Her small, rotund breasts were rising and falling quickly.
Henry Martyn Robert was done as well. He turned toward the door, picking up pieces of paraphernalia on the way out.
"victor, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few time of day. Get some sleep"
"Master, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to apologize !"
Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprisal in his voice.
"I am deplorable I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so good to me. You were the perfective boyfriend. I just knew that you were going to purpose to me…"
Robert could see that Kristen was becoming Thomas More and more emotional. Every condemnation was filled with More and more hysteric. She was getting to the threshold of crying. He walked back and knelt beside her.
"… I loved you with all my pump. But I was scared that my life was ending. I wanted to be dotty and give up. When Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
bust started to seem in her eyes.
"I just wanted to be bad and naughty. Oh, GOD, Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to ache you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced words. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am deplorable ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Henry M. Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, master copy, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Robert took her mind in his subdivision and kissed her on the os frontale"
"Kristen, do you love me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer words than these."Yes master, with all my substance ”.
"Then you will look for me here. Do you understand ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her fount."Yes, professional ”.
As the heavy room access closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the dark. She hated the wickedness. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nothing more than to be with her passe-partout. She fell asleep, crying. Her sobs eventually melted away into deep sleep.
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"She woke up to the familiar spirit sound of the opening door. Henry M. Robert entered the way. Her hear fluttered. She even allowed herself a grin.
Henry Martyn Robert went through his normal number without saying a oeuvre. He brushed her hair and wiped her nude physical structure down with wet cloths. Kristen was trying to seem into his eyes, to find a clue to his mood. She found nothing.
She was even Thomas More perplexed when, upon finishing the hygiene routine, Henry M. Robert produced a small key and unlocked her handcuffs. Kristen rubbed her sore wrists, not knowing what to work of it all. He tossed some clothes in figurehead of her."Put these on and meet me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the skinny denim. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her place. I seemed like an eternity ago. In another life, perhaps.
Robert disappeared up the stair. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The clothes felt extraterrestrial being to her. So was the flavour of ambulating under her own power. She went through the heavy door way and up the step. She reached the second door, one that kept her from escaping. This time the doorway was open wide. She climbed some more steps and reached the top. She saw Henry Martyn Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with deoxyephedrine."Is that the roach master ?"she thought.
"I am almost done slave. Sit by me"Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now commend, the process is not accomplished"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens all-night, but you seemed to have progressed very well. Follow 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 outside worldly concern for day. Already it seemed strange to her.
Henry Martyn Robert shook the man's hired man and turned his gaze to Kristen.
"Come, slave. We have a lot to babble about"
"Yes, master ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one utmost favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am mindful that you run in the Lapplander circles as one Michael Bay. If you could give him my card and tell him that I could solve his Megan Fox problem, I would be much obliged."
A hebdomad later the Hollywood metier broke the floor :"Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an audience.
Mr. Smith saw a familiar boldness on TV and turned up the volume"I was stunned and selfish. I made a huge fault. Robert was kind enough to take me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The media hailed it as a level of buyback, of love surviving the ultimate trial run. Only a trained eye could see the true tale : Ms. Stewart's stance when she sat following to Mr. Pattison, the slavish mode in which she addressed him on camera, the quickly looks she gave Henry Martyn Robert while silently seeking permission to mouth to the interviewer. Kristen Stewart, the Hollywood bad fille, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The sound rang ;"Stockholm Industries, Joseph Smith speaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's good to talk to you. sure enough, confluence on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until next time… .