famous person Trainers : Kristen Stewart
Codes : MF, nc, rape, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, bail,

Disclaimer : This is fabrication, it did NOT pass off. fantasy is legal. This story does not advocate violence against charwoman. If you have any proposition for this or any other time to come report, please email me. Don't forget to castrate and neuter your pets. Hope you enjoy the story.
Story :
Robert Pattison was still recovering from the breakup. Kristen's affair caught him by surprise. What resulted was a mixture of heartache and anger. And despite his best efforts to reconcile, the feelings were not going away.
When a friend of a protagonist suggested a sure place that"localisation these relationship problems ”, Robert was questioning. The concern card said"Stockholm diligence"and listed a act. The friend did not pay much more detail or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an appointment on the phone. The whole thing was very tightlipped."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a aspect ”.
The office on the business card was located on the far outskirts of East Los Angeles. No sign was posted above or in front of the threshold, just an office number. The inside the role Robert found 4 blank Patrick White bulwark, simple desk and professorship. There was another room access on the inverse side of the office. The occupant of the desk was a plain looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading shabu and expanding waistline gave an impression of a life history office worker.
"Mr. Pattison, come in please ”.
Pattison took a seat.
"You may call me Mr. Captain John Smith. offset things first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and obelisk routine, the Robert William Service that we offer are very single. You need not only money, but the right link, which you obviously do. We are close for a rationality. The legality of our religious service is refutable. But we are very good at what we do, and nonentity 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. Smith leaned forward"You are a populace figure, Mr. Pattison. Your recent breakup with Ms. Kristen Stewart is public knowledge. Ms. Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to run on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is behaviour change. If you choose to employ our services, I can ensure that not only will infidelity no longer be a concern in your relationship, but Ms. James Maitland Stewart well be a lot more agreeable and pleasing to you. There will be no more scrap or dissension. Ms. Stewart will obey you in every way possible, especially sexually. She will submit to your every desire and will stay true to you ”.
"How exactly do you be after to achieve this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of techniques, including bondage, S & M and psychological training. What I can guarantee is 100 % succeeder rate and that nobody is going to get hurt. However, we have reached the compass point of no reappearance. If you agree to use our divine service, I will give you ALL the particular. 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 zilch but a legitimate policy agency. We are practiced at what we do and we have never had problem. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your solvent"?
Pattison hesitated for only a present moment :"Tell me Thomas More ”.
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The intelligence frenzy that came after her affair was revealed make Kristen Jimmy Stewart to cancel several media appearances. She did not find like answering any questions about the affair or the separation. In fact she did not feel like doing anything for the eternal rest of the week. She made the Call to set off her appointments and dismissed the faculty of her mansion. The only when matter she would be doing for the adjacent 7 daytime is fucking Rupert drum sander, 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 prompt on.
After putting on her ducky top, skinny dungaree and brushing her recollective reddish Brown University hair, Kristen made her way toward her bedroom door. A grandiloquent stranger waited for her in the doorway. Kristen was pinned against the bedchamber wall. A knife was pressed to her slender neck."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot fluid"said the block out intruder. Kristen was frozen in fear. The stranger put away the knife and quickly twirl 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 screeching, princess, there is cipher here but us ”.
With her hands tightly secured, Kristen was shoved face up on top of her bed. The trespasser took out more roofy and started tying her ankles.
"What do you want from me ? ? ? I have money ! Take my wallet ”. Kristen started pleading
With her mortise joint secured, the stranger stood over Kristen, smiling.
"I don't want your money, princess."
"OH, God"Kristen nearly broke into bout"please don't rape me !"
Still wearing a smile on his masked fount, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's nose and mouth, all while pinning her slender bound phase to the bed.
The futile but sexy struggles continued for just a few minutes. Her heart rolled to the rachis of her head. Her hat closed and her body went limp.
"well, there goes the fun part"sighed the intruder,"now, where is the terror's cadre phone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her public was wickedness and moth-eaten. The bag was still over her head. She was laying face down on the floor, her bare nipples pressed against the frigidity concrete. Her legs were free, but her hands were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to incite her head and cast on her back, pain sensation shot through her back and coat of arms. She tried to jiggle her finger 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 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 miss her for days"said the former, unfamiliar vocalism
"good, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A twosome of unassailable mitt grabbed her by the arms and set her upright, sitting on her knees. The bag was pulled off her drumhead and Kristen was blinded by the shiny lights.
"commodity afternoon, Ms. James Maitland Stewart. I know you have a lot of questions, but given your predicament, you are not in the position to ask. If we feel generous, we will serve those interrogation in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could come up with a chunk gag in her mouth.
"First things first"Said the unknown"You are tied up in a reverse prayer situation. It is designed to not only be dreadful but to also fix your movement considerably. So try not to shinny if you want to avoid unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may have also noticed, you are wearing a clod gag. It is not designed to prevent you quiet, but rather to induce you salivate, mostly for humiliation purposes. Feel free to squall all you like. cypher outside these walls can get wind you."
By now Kristen's eyes had adjusted to the light. In strawman of her stood a man in a ski masquerade party and a light whip in his hand. The alien's interpreter belonged to him. The sight of him, his clothes and the whip sent shivers down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and spring. roach 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 judgment. Her MMFFing through the gag was less articulate.
"Since you are a guest,"continued the masked stranger,"there are rules you have to watch, break them and risk penalization. dominion 1…
Kristen's mind drowned out the speaker. She was looking instead at Robert. Her head was spinning. What was he doing here ? Why am I tied up ? What do they want from me ?
She screamed at Robert through her gag, She shot him looks of ire and mix-up. Robert's expression didn't change. The sound of the whip slicing through the air got her attention. The speaker was standing right in front line of her."Do you see the house pattern"
A look of helpless disarray was all Kristen could manage
The dissemble man grabbed the spring girlfriend by the chin and loosened the strap on the ball gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few second to spit the gag out.
"Do you infer the convention ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? ROBERT WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The masked man shoved the testicle gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one more time, do you read the rules ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU BASTARD ! ! ! You better let me go. People will be looking for me. Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The block out 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 affair up. nonentity is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a week. You were variety enough to cancel all of your appointments for the succeeding 7 days, so the media won't be looking for you. As for Mr. electric sander, he received a text shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his numeral. You even issued a statement on your twitter page announcing the end point of your relationship and a very heartfelt excuse to his kinsperson and your buff. In suddenly, nonentity will be looking for you for a patch. At this time you are completely at our mercy ”.
"As for the family rules, it is clear you did not hear them. You broke several of them just now. For that you must be punished. First principle is that you will address me as sir and Mr. Pattison as master. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of turn and used maculate language ”. The masked man looked up at Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many evildoing did you numeration, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Robert's answer.
"Then you should administer with the penalty ”, said the masked man as he handed Henry M. Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a chance to object, her header was forced down on the ground. She was still on her articulatio genus. With her deal tied and her butt straight up in the air, the missy was the real definition of vulnerability. The inaugural thrash came without warning. The bother across her butt cheek was sudden and penetrating. Kristen let out an agonise and sustain scream.
The jar was quickly followed by fear and an impending feeling of doom.
The second hit of the whip was as shocking as the first. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the sum of money of pain she was in was overwhelming.
The third strike of the whip sent an echo across the small way. The pain similarly echoed from her tail, through her rachis and throughout the eternal sleep of her contorted trunk. Kristen could not cerebrate or understand what was happening to her. Her throat became very tight.
Perhaps it was the sheer impuissance she was experiencing, or the affright that has washed over her. Perhaps it was simply the pain. Whatever the cause, Kristen was in tears and sobbing uncontrollably by the clock time 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 effectiveness or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the whip for the 5th meter.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her Lucille Ball gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a quiet response from behind her. This was the outset time that Henry Martyn 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 sensation ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Robert. This was the first metre she has seen such rage.
The elbow room was once again silent. Only two sounds filled the reposition room were the lowly whimpers and dickhead that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Robert let go of Kristen's hairsbreadth and walked behind her. Kristen heard his gasp being unzipped. This was her only warning before she felt Roberts member thrust inside her. Kristen let out a scant yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a whore"Robert whispered in her ear"then you will be treated like one.
He grabbed Kristen's hairsbreadth again. Kristen's back was arched in a painful manner. The web of rope that surrounded her torso and kept her hands in a reverse gear orison position only made it worse. Robert gave his hips one powerful thrust. pain in the ass snap through Kristen's scalp, down her rachis and through her subdivision. Kristen's let out a guttural scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know nothing of pain in the neck"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Robert's sentences was punctuated by a strong pelvic push. Each thrust brought on more wow. The screams seemed to feed Robert's lust. The thrusts became more regular and frequent. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in bother. The agonize screams were replaced by desperate, annoyance filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to ail alone. She was helpless. The spirit of despair filled her with panic. She was once again bawling. Her ball gag prevented her from swallowing. As a upshot she was drooling uncontrollably. In short, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new sense soon washed over her ; arousal. As Robert continued to get laid her, she felt her loins swell."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in agony. Not only was she bound, helpless and abused, but now her own trunk started to shit her.
Each jab sent a undulation through Kristen's body. Whether it was one of pain or pleasure, the poor girl could no longer tell apart. The warmly sensation spread from her lumbus to the eternal rest of her body. Her mind was racing, her peck became cloudy. She was doing everything to forestall the seemingly inevitable sexual climax. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Robert tensed up, gave one concluding drive, grunted and released his onus inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slump over on top of her bounds form. She then felt him excerpt himself from inside her. Her eubstance was still in torment. The pain was slowly fading and so was the feeling of foreplay. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Robert pulled on his knickers and started to walk out of the room.
"Make sure she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the door. The masked man took out more R-2. One end of the rope was passed through the loop-the-loop on the roof and attached to a pulley on the side 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 block clicking away and found herself being lifted from the story. As the roach pulled her in high spirits, she once again felt the pain in her depressed rear and berm. Kristen struggled to her fundament, but her captor continued to force up on the rope. Soon Kristen was forced to stand on her toes. And still, she was being pulled up higher. When her captor finally stopped pulling up the R-2, Kristen could barely meet the basis with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her body. The pain sensation in her back, arms and berm was excruciating.
"Try not to run, Ms. Jimmy Stewart"said the masked man,"movement will only piddle the pain worse"
The man walked out of the room. The twinkle went off. The heavy metal room access clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the wickedness with cypher but her pain to hold back her company. The whimpers and sobs filled the empty space.
"I don't want her damage permanently"said Henry M. Robert Pattison. He was watching the monitor. The screen showed Kristen Stewart hanging in the air. Her breathing was panicked. Her dead body writhed. Her eyes portrayed verbalize agony.
"This is not the first time I have done this"rebuked Mr. Smith"I am not in the business of maiming people. When this is done, Ms. James Maitland Stewart will still be capable to go in her normal environs. She will still act, or at least try to. She will still walk the red carpet. She will do all the things she has done before. The only matter that will change will be her psychology ”.
Henry Martyn Robert Pattison still looked skeptical.
"We have begun the process and I need you to do exactly as I say. Stockholm syndrome is quite light to bring on if you know the right clit to promote. Ms. Stewart has to become subservient to you. She has to be dependent on you. You need to cause this human relationship strictly about reward and penalization. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terms. This is simple genial conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to learn to reckon on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely hungry by now. Bring her food in about an hour. make believe her earn it ”.
Kristen did not feel thirstiness. Her mind was completely concentrated on the pain. She was fighting to keep her consciousness. The pain was overwhelming. She was beginning to lose her battle.
The sleeping room door opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the luminance. When she recovered, she saw Henry Martyn Robert. The madness in his eyes was gone.
He put the two crustal plate he brought with him on the floor and went over to the block. Kristen's exhausted consistence was lowered to the priming. Her peg could not take hold her weighting and collapsed under her. Robert untied the knot responsible for for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some intellectual nourishment"He said calmly."I will get off your gag. Please appease silent."
The ball was removed. Her jaw ached, her mouthpiece was parched. Robert offered her a drinking glass of water and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be hungry"said Robert in an almost pleasant tone.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. Truth was, she was very thirsty. Her breakfast was small and she had nothing to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just countersign, Kristen. Actions verbalise louder. Show me just how thankful you are"replied Henry M. Robert.
Kristen looked at him confused. Henry Martyn Robert unzipped his gasp and let his binge phallus evenfall out."No teeth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's eyes bulged at the hatful of his phallus. She has never performed a cock sucking. The very thought of it disgusted her. Kristen started to stutter and shake her headspring
"N…N…No…Robert, please d…don't…"
A slap across the impudence startled and shook Kristen. The girlfriend's cheek was stinging from the impact.
"You ungrateful bitch !"Yelled Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her rima oris and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more willing to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the sleeping accommodation and closed the threshold. Kristen once again found herself in the dark. She was no longer suspended above the floor. As long as she did not struggle against her adhesion, she did not find the painfulness. But without the pain, her other weed were once again working. Within 10 minutes the superstar of thirstiness was unbearable. She could crawl the right way adjacent to the food for thought trough, but het gag did not let her chew or swallow. The smell filled her nostril and made the sense experience even more needlelike. This was a dissimilar kind of torture.
The hour seemed almost like an eternity. The door opened once again. Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's bound form.
"Are you ready to convey your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her capitulum desperately and moaned through the gag. Robert took his clock time undoing the Lucille Ball gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the ball gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another smack across the face shut Kristen up.
"You will call me master copy, and you will beg me to countenance you to blow me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will course you. Do you sympathise ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"Good, now be a good tart and beg"
A naut mi 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 dick hang out. The matter was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this meal, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her human knee toward the waiting Robert. She kept her oculus on the now bulging member, hesitant to get close to it. The thought of putting that thing in her back talk was almost vomit inducing.
"Perhaps you would like wait another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her head toward the penis, hesitating just a little before taking it in her mouth. She encircled the shaft with her lips ever so slightly and bobbed her head up and down.
Henry Martyn Robert rolled his eyes."Don't waste my time, whore. Suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a small more pressure with her lips and licked the buns of the penis with the tip of her knife. She wanted nothing to do with it and she was determined not to let it bear upon the inside of her mouth.
Robert lost patience and grabbed the back of Kristen's scalp, shoving her chief forward and forcing his dick deep inside Kristen's pharynx. Kristen gave a frightened yelp, then started to struggle against Robert's traction.
"If I feel just one tooth, harlot, 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 suitcase. His dick was moving in and out of her throat, making it arduous to breathe. Unfortunately for Kristen, her conflict only seemed to flex Robert on even more. His poking increased in speediness.
All Kristen could do was centralise on her breathing, 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 seeded player. Henry M. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's head so he could wait into her center. The sperm was starting to drip out of her sass.
"deglutition it"he demanded,"you will demand the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to switch 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 shake off up. It took various more than deglutition. While she managed to keep it down, she could not fake the facial expression of disgust that washed over her typeface. That expression seemed to give Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her fuzz."I guess you earned that meal. Eat up."He kicked the silver trough of food for thought in front of her.
He started to walk out of the room.
"Master…. can you please unlace my arms"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that food like the beef that you are. Do you understand that ?"
Kristen knew better than to argue with him.
The Heavy room access closed and Kristen was once again alone and in the night. She was tied up and hunched over on her human knee. Eating out of a doggie arena was yet another abasement, but one that she was unforced to subsist with. She shoved her mouth late in to the bowl. By the time she was done, the bowling ball was licked light. So was the floor where the stray bits of nutrient fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side of meat. The concrete trading floor was arduous and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get well-off. She has given up struggling and screaming for aid. Even binge were no longer an choice. She curled herself in the fetal position. Her dentition chattered and her body shook from the cold. Eventually enfeeblement won over and she passed out.
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When the sound of the threshold porta and the shiny ignitor woke her, she did not know where she was. She was hoping that the repugnance of the night before were just a bad dream. When she managed to open her center, she fell into despair once again.
Her body ached all over. Her tush cheeks still stung rom the thrashing. Her pussy felt sore from the rape. She could barely feel her hands.
Robert and the cloaked man entered the elbow room.
"Mr. Smith is going to loosen you, but only if you promise to behave yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to mouth, but found her pharynx to be completely dry. She nodded her hear instead. Mr. Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the slub. Henry M. Robert approached the girl with a feeding bottle of water system and some wet wipes.
"You must be hungry"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her body of water, Henry M. Robert started cleaning her face with the wipes. Kristen was a mess. Her hair was disheveled, dry split, saliva and fleck of food covered her face.
Henry Martyn Robert was very gentle with her. This was not the Lapp man that raped her the night before.
"I never really cared for your makeup or your Goth look, you know"he said casually, brushing her long, reddish brown haircloth,"You are a natural beauty. You should not conceal your features ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the other skid to drop. She tried to search chill out, but her mind was screaming, panicking.
Mr. Julia Evelina Smith undid her bonds. Kristen was capable to move her hands for the first time in many minute. She gasped as infliction scene through her arms. It would make a spell to retrieve their wide-cut mobility.
Mr. Kate Smith turned away from her, putting the ropes away in his bag. Soon after, Robert turned away as well, walking over to the garbage and checking his earphone.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely liberal. Moreover, the heavy door was surface and unobstructed. The unharmed process took only a few seconds, but Kristen decided to create a run for it.
Her legs were sore and painful. Her sense of counterbalance was off and she was still exhausted from lowest night's ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the door. She stumbled several times before reaching the step. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the step. Her mind was racing. She was afraid to reckon back. She just kept on going. After climbing the steps for what seemed like an eternity, she reached a door. She pulled on the handle, but the door would not contribute. She pounded on the door, she screamed for help, but nothing helped. Whatever military strength carried her up the steps was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the door and started crying. She hugged her knees 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, lack urgency or terror. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, vividness hidden in that still voice.
"Robert, please. Let's talk about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded slap made her see stars.
"Do you bask lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you insist on betraying me at every turning ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her tears flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Robert grabbed a handful of Kristen's fuzz and pulled her to her feet.
"I ask you to behave and you run from me ! ! ! How am I supposed to swear you ?"screamed Robert.
He started dragging her down the stair by her scalp. Kristen continued to kick the bucket on her own sobs, grabbing at the wall to keep her balance.
"You are a treasonous, backstabbing prostitute. I extended you a slight kindness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to commit you ever again ?"
When they reached the chamber, Robert threw Kristen on the flooring.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the uncontrollable sobs
"language, Kristen, just Bible ! Your actions speak otherwise !"spat out Henry M. Robert.
He then addressed to the masked man ;"Mr. Bessie Smith, the tart 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 cubital joint. He then tied a long objet d'art of rophy to Kristen's wrists and hooked the other end on the cap pulley. He pulled the R-2 tight enough to raise the fille's wrist as senior high as her shoulder joint, but allowed Kristen to carry on to stick out up straight.
Mr. Joseph Smith then brought out a 3 foot long metal pole with straps attached to each end. The pole was attached to the ankles, leaving Kristen's peg spread. The annulus gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the supporting players. Kristen was once again helpless and exposed.
Henry M. Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the Kuki."You have nobody to blame but yourself ”. whip in hand, he took a lilt at Kristen's torso. Kristen let out an agonise scream. A big red welt started to appear across her abdomen. Another swing of the lash, another loud scream, another red wale. Kristen was quickly brought to tears. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 lash across the abdomen, Robert walked behind the little girl and started whipping her binding. More screaming followed.
"The low gear 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in front of Kristen once more. His next swing was aimed squarely at her breasts. The pain was so acute, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The adjacent 10 are for trying to scarper ”. The whip continued to ravage Kristen's breasts, especially her now ultra-sensitive nipple. By the time the 20th blow landed, Kristen was in utter hysterics.
"Now, for the fun part"said Henry Martyn Robert
With that he took out two clamps. He attached free weight to them. Each exercising weight was the size of a golf ball and press thrice as a lot. He pulled and flicked Kristen's nipples to energise them. Kristen let out a flashy squeals. When the tit clamps were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's moans grew louder."Remember,"said Robert,"activity have consequences ”.
He waked behind the trussed up girl. A speedy unzipping audio and she was skewered by Henry M. Robert's phallus.
His driving force were shortly and spry. The waving of pleasure pulsed from her kitty-cat to the rest of her body. Meanwhile the penetrative pain from the pap clamps radiated through her chest. The mixture of pain in the ass and pleasure confused Kristen and sent her body reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not see how she was getting off from rape, but it was the world. The pitiable girl tried to suppress the climax but zip worked. Her breathing spell became frequent and shallow. Her body started to go into fit. Sweat rolled down her bound limbs.
She was nearing liberation and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her head. Nothing worked. As she climaxed, she led out an titillating scream. Soon after she heard Robert's pleasurable scream. For a while the room was filled with sound of intemperate breathing. Then Robert stood in social movement of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juices and spermatozoon.
"Time to clean it off"he said before sticking his dick in her oral cavity. The annulus gag made it impossible to move her jaw and difficult to swallow.
"poke it off, Bitch"Robert said as he inserted his extremity deeper into her mouth. Kristen did her beneficial to lick it, but the goop just stayed in her sass.
It took half an hour to lick it off completely. Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whip. He brushed it up against Kristen's face. A sadistic look washed over his face.
"Now, lets talk about that orgasm. You did deliver one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her point.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to bear one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her head, her torso starting to tremble.
"You do not pee-pee, you do not take a shit, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Henry Martyn Robert walked around Kristen's bound frame. Whipped her 5 time, lashes coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her breath and tried not to holler.
"Now, you will stand there for a piece and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to lapse out or fall asleep. You will dislocate your shoulder joint if you do."said Robert as he walked out of the room. The leaden door slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the dark. She hated the dark. There was nothing but pain in the night. The nipple clinch still tugged at her sore nipples. The halo gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the taste of her own vaginal succus in her rima oris. She did not want to be this way anymore. She did not need to be whipped anymore. She swore to herself she would never disobey Robert again.


She had no idea how farseeing it took for Robert to issue forth back. When he did, he brought food and water with him.
"rich person 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 head no.
"That's my girl"said Henry Martyn Robert, petting her on the back of her head and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the ring gag. Kristen managed to drub her dried lips. He untied her wrists from the cap rophy and undid the straps separating her ankles. Kristen collapsed on the storey. She licked dry lips.
She did not postulate any monitor to eff what to do next.
"Thank you… master key. May I …please take up your cock"
Henry Martyn Robert smiled and took off his trouser. Kristen knew what to do. She took his sock in her mouth like an ice emollient strobile. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her lips. She swallowed it as far as her throat would provide.
When she felt the prick start to pulse, she redoubled her travail. And when the hot cum exploded in her mouth, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the juice, licking Robert's beam of light clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Robert was instill.
He went back up the stairs and came down with a cover.
"This is for being a good girlfriend. Now, Eat. We have a foresightful day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that plate clean and jerk. She then laid down on the mantle. Her wrists and berm 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 campaign. nigh of all, she was earnestly afraid of disappointing Robert.
She fell asleep on the blanket
The flickering lights woke Kristen up. Her body ached all over. Her labia, her butt cheek and her breasts all stung from the day before. Still, her heart fluttered when she saw Robert base on balls into the room. She was determined to obey him this time. Whether it was out of fearfulness or genuine heart, she did not make love. Much like her reaction to pleasure and trouble in the conclusion 2 mean solar day, this one was not easily explainable.
Robert started to clean her face and brush her hair while Mr. Smith untied her wrist and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May delight I suck your cock now ?"Kristen's response was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, sweetheart"said Robert. His tone was calm and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, superior"Kristen responded. Was it honest ? Did she think it ? Kristen was not sure enough what to think.
"And you would do anything to try out it, wouldn't you ?"Robert continued
"Yes, Master"
"I will do things to you today, Some of them painful. I want you to eff that I am not punishing you. I am simply seeing if you love me. I love you Kristen. I don't like to hurt you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes Master"She did not have it off what to believe anymore.
Robert took out a distich of handcuffs and secured Kristen's men behind her vertebral column."Good, now, suck in my cock."
Kristen did not need to be told twice. She lunged at the elongated and took it in her mouth. She bobbed her back and forth, up and down and side to side. Her natural language licked and caressed every inch of that penis. She sucked up the pre ejaculate succus. When the Henry M. Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her sass.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you need me to do ?"
Robert did not skitter a pulsation."Suck my clod, slave"
Kristen complied without interrogative sentence. Taking the shift in her sassing, she proceeded to massage it with her tongue and lips. She sucked the balls clean house, filling her mouth with their salty discernment. This was just to avoid penalisation, she told herself. But somewhere mystifying inside she began to like these nasty games.
"goodness girl."Robert decided this was adequate pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her feet. It was then that the girl noticed a long roofy running across the way. mile were tied all along the duration of the roach. forget me drug was set about waist high.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her head. Henry Martyn Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Smith to get Kristen ready. Mr. Smith took out a ball gag, mamilla clamps and 2 sets of weights. He put on the gag and clipped the weights to Kristen's nipples. He then directed Kristen toward the rope. He helped her swing one of her wooden leg over the rope. He then made sure enough that Kristen's pussy lips were hugging the rope.
Robert stood on the other side of the rope.
"This is a corporate trust physical exercise, Kristen. You will walk toward me, when you reach me, I'll pack off a piece of paraphernalia. Start when you are ready ”.
Kristen felt the pain as soon as she started moving. She had to stand on her toes to keep the rope from digging in too deep, but that did not help much. The rope was still rubbing up against her pussy.
"Don't go too fast. I don't want you to burn yourself"warned Robert.
Going fast was the last-place affair Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the first burl. Kristen could not help but let out an agonized shriek. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the circle was digging in to her puss. She had to ram her pussy over the knot, clenching her jaw in the procedure. 10 in further down the rope she had to conquer another knot. By the fourth dimension she reached Robert, Kristen was ready to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulder joint, kissing her on the forehead and taking off her ball gag."Very good. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll commencement to withdraw off the weights on the nipple clams ”.
Kristen was set to reach up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine trueness to her capturer ? She did not know.
Kristen struggled over every knot, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her consciousness from the bother on a few occasions. But she completed the cycle not once, but four more metre. When Henry M. Robert finally took her off the rope, she cried snag of joy.
"Thank you, master"she said as Henry Martyn Robert
"On your human knee"commanded Robert.
He sat behind the keeling Kristen and pulled out a vibrator. Kristen gasped at the sight of the instrument but said nothing.
"Do you want it, slave ? Do you want me to get you off ?
Word came out o her mouth before Kristen could even guess them"Yes master"
"Then you have to realize it. arrive at your script useful"
Kristen's manus were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Robert twisted one of her tits with his impregnable digit."Stupid girl, you should know what I want !"
Using the other hand he directed Kristen's bounds hands toward his bulging penis. His pants were still on.
"cerebrovascular accident it, you little bawd ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his gormandize member underneath his pants
"goooooood"he said"now you get a reward. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's cunt, shoved it in and turned it on.
Waves of pleasure started to babble from her crotch to the rest of her soundbox. 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 grind against the vibrator. Her hands were still fussy rubbing his dick.
"Is it as good as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Henry Martyn Robert. Caught off guard duty, Kristen stiffened. The grinding stopped. She held her breath.

Another tight squeeze play and clout on her mammilla elicited and loud gasp.
"Well, was it, you little whore ?"Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The hand that molested the nipple let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's hair, pulling her head back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Henry M. Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to whimper
"Now answer again, did you enjoy this as much when Prince Rupert did this ?"Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely fox about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's pussy
Kristen, still on guard, let out a small moan. She continued to rub Robert's penis with her hands
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you cheat on on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know victor"
A awful pinch of her nipple made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little whore"Robert whispered in the little girl's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a individual new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"good, Kristen, in force. You are finally being honest with me."
Robert continued to stimulate Kristen's sex. She was getting more and Sir Thomas More perk up. Her breathing started to get heavier. She started to sudate. The most surprise thing for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new screwing toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes master ”. Her affection pace was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to spread through her eubstance. Her breathing was becoming more and more than acute. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and more fervor. The same fervor drove Kristen to rub Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you have it away what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, master"
Robert Twisted her nipple. Kristen moaned
"You are smarter than that, Kristen."He hissed in her auricle,"Try again"
"A deceiver, master !"
"NO ! Try again !"Henry M. Robert twisted her nipple one Sir Thomas More prison term. Kristen threw her principal back, repressing a scream. It was still painful. But was she starting to wish it ?
"A lady of pleasure, MASTER !"Kristen was moaning. Her lower jaw became soused. Rubbing herself ever harder against Henry Martyn Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, original ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Henry Martyn Robert's manus that was rubbing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Henry M. Robert stood in front of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her breasts were rising up and down dramatically. A expression of surprise, frustration and dashing hopes washed over her typeface."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the truth shall set you unfreeze"said Henry M. Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a whore, Kristen."
"Yes, master key"Kristen looked down, averting Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating whore like you ?"Robert continued
Another Calidris canutus started creeping into Kristen's throat. 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 working girl, I deserve punishment !"
Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her hair, pulled her to her base and shoved her against the wall.
"standstill hush !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in fear. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Henry M. Robert swung the whip and landed a fell blow against Kristen's boob. Kristen opened her rima oris to scream, but stifled it in the last moment. She bent her knees from the nuisance, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Henry Martyn Robert was readying another hard blow. Kristen looked away and shut her eyes, holding her breath and anticipating another blow. The reversal came, even more irritating than the beginning. Her frame bent, and an agonized scream escaped her sassing. Red welts started to come out on her titty. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 more blows came. Kristen suppressed her urge to shout, only occasionally letting out a whine. Despite the hurting, her tit were erect and her pussy was wet.
Robert threw down the whiplash and walked over Kristen. He stood over her quivering chassis. Kristen looked away, not wanting to meet Robert's gaze. Robert grabbed a smattering of her powerful chest and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's fingers slid down to her nipple. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the let out mammary. Kristen let out a groan. Her breasts were sore from the whipping. Her skin seemed like it was on fire.
"Would you like me to turn back ?"Henry Martyn Robert asked gently
"No, master"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Robert grabbed the other knocker, squeezing it in a similar manner. This time he bent down, took the teat in the mouth and started licking the sore nipple. 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. Henry M. Robert bit down on the nipple. Kristen screamed. Her breath was ragged.
"Do you want me to lay off ?"
"No, master"
Henry M. Robert eventually lost interest in her breasts. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front of Kristen's pussy.
"Spread your legs"
Kristen complied without interrogation. She realized just how exposed she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Robert extended his midriff fingerbreadth and stab it inside Kristen. Kristen's body shuddered. Henry M. Robert continued to thrust, first slowly, then with increasing speed. It did not take long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out farseeing erotic moans. She breathed heavily from her lip. She got up on her toes, ready to drop off control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM MASTER ! ! !"she screamed.
Henry M. Robert quickly took his digit out of her pussy. Breathing raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a flavor of slap-up foiling, but thought full about saying anything. Robert only showed her his centre finger, one used to bestow her so agonizingly closing to an orgasm.
"Lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the digit, as if she would a phallus. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Robert took off his knickers. He grabbed Kristen's throat and squeezed. Kristen could not breathe. Pinning her to the wall, he thrust his putz oceanic abyss in her vagina. Kristen would induce screamed, had she been capable to breathe. Henry Martyn Robert lifted Kristen off the soil with the powerful thrusts of his hips. One, two, three inviolable, consider poking was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, shock and pleasure shooting through their torso. Robert let go of Kristen's pharynx. The rush of blood back into her brain only doubled the orgasmic ace. Kristen took a deep breathing spell and let out a several long, erotic moan. Her body went limp from the gratifying Benjamin Rush. Kristen's succus rand down her leg and second joint. It took her almost 30 minute to depart breathing normally. She was exhausted. Henry Martyn Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the inadequate girl over to her mantle and laying her pile on it.
All Kristen could do was look at him. She was still breathing heavily, an casual moan escaping her throat. She was laying limp on the floor, string of hair's-breadth obscuring her face. Her small, round down chest were rising and falling quickly.
Robert was done as well. He turned toward the room access, picking up pieces of paraphernalia on the way out.
"master, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Henry M. Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few hours. Get some rest"
"Master, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to apologize !"
Henry M. Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprisal in his voice.
"I am grim 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 emotional. Every sentence was filled with more and Sir Thomas More hysterics. She was getting to the verge of crying. He walked back and knelt beside her.
"… I loved you with all my heart. But I was scared that my spirit was ending. I wanted to be violent and free. When Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
split started to come out 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 Bible. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am grim ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, maestro, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Henry M. Robert took her head in his arms and kissed her on the forehead"
"Kristen, do you love me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer words than these."Yes master copy, with all my heart ”.
"Then you will wait for me here. Do you understand ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her face."Yes, original ”.
As the clayey door closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the wickedness. She hated the dark. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nada more than to be with her master key. She fell asleep, crying. Her shortness of breath eventually melted away into rich sleep.
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"She woke up to the familiar audio of the porta door. Robert entered the room. Her hear fluttered. She even allowed herself a grin.
Henry Martyn Robert went through his normal act without saying a body of work. He brushed her tomentum and wiped her naked body down with wet material. Kristen was trying to look into his center, to find a clue to his mood. She found nothing.
She was even more perplexed when, upon finishing the hygiene routine, Henry M. Robert produced a minor key and unlocked her handcuffs. Kristen rubbed her sore wrists, not knowing what to have of it all. He tossed some apparel in battlefront of her."Put these on and meet me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the skinny dungaree. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her home. I seemed like an timelessness ago. In another life history, perhaps.
Robert disappeared up the steps. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The clothes felt foreigner to her. So was the flavour of ambulating under her own power. She went through the punishing threshold way and up the stairs. She reached the indorse threshold, one that kept her from escaping. This prison term the threshold was open wide. She climbed some more stairs and reached the top. She saw Henry M. Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with methamphetamine."Is that the Mexican valium victor ?"she thought.
"I am almost done striver. Sit by me"Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now remember, the outgrowth is not nail"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens overnight, but you seemed to have progressed very well. Follow my instructions to the letter and continue with the exercises…"
While the two men conversed, Kristen looked around. She saw what looked like a rundown street through a tinted windowpane. She has not seen the extraneous universe for Clarence Shepard Day Jr.. Already it seemed alien to her.
Robert shook the man's paw and turned his regard to Kristen.
"seminal fluid, slave. We have a lot to babble out about"
"Yes, master ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one stopping point favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am aware that you run in the same rotary as one Michael Bay. If you could impart him my card and tell him that I could puzzle out his Megan Fox problem, I would be much obliged."
A hebdomad later the Hollywood media broke the story :"Kristen Stewart and Henry M. Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an interview.
Mr. Julia Evelina Smith saw a intimate font on TV and turned up the volume"I was dullard and selfish. I made a Brobdingnagian mistake. Henry M. Robert was kind enough to consider me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The spiritualist hailed it as a story of redemption, of love surviving the ultimate tryout. Only a trained eye could see the true up narrative : Ms. Stewart's posture when she sat adjacent to Mr. Pattison, the submissive fashion in which she addressed him on camera, the fast looks she gave Henry Martyn Robert while silently seeking permission to verbalize to the interviewer. Kristen Stewart, the Hollywood bad miss, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The phone rang ;"Stockholm industriousness, Smith oral presentation. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's good to mouth to you. Sure, meeting on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until next time… .