Celebrity Flight Simulator : Kristen Stewart ( 1 )


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

disavowal : This is fable, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is sound. This story does not advocate fierceness against women. If you have any trace for this or any other future story, please email me. Don't forget to spay and neuter your favourite. Hope you enjoy the story.
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Robert Pattison was still recovering from the dissolution. Kristen's affair caught him by surprise. What resulted was a mixture of sorrow and choler. And despite his dependable efforts to conciliate, the flavour were not going away.
When a friend of a acquaintance suggested a certain property that"fixes these relationship problems ”, Robert was sceptical. The business card said"capital of Sweden diligence"and listed a routine. The supporter did not give much more than detail or account. Pattison had to schedule an appointment on the phone. The unanimous affair was very secretive."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a feel ”.
The authority on the commercial enterprise scorecard was located on the far outskirt of eastern United States Los Angeles. No sign was posted above or in front of the door, just an post number. The inside the office Robert found 4 white blank walls, simple-minded desk and chairs. There was another door on the reverse side of the office. The occupier of the desk was a champaign looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading chicken feed and expanding waistline gave an picture of a life history part worker.
"Mr. Pattison, come in please ”.
Pattison took a posterior.
"You may scream me Mr. Smith. starting time things first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and dagger routine, the services that we offer are very single. You need not only money, but the rightfield association, which you obviously do. We are tightlipped for a intellect. The legality of our servicing is questionable. But we are very good at what we do, and nobody 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 public figure, Mr. Pattison. Your recent breakup with Ms. Kristen Stewart is public knowledge. Ms. Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to move on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is behavior adjustment. If you choose to employ our military service, I can guarantee that not only will infidelity no longer be a business concern in your relationship, but Ms. James Maitland Stewart well be a lot more consonant and pleasing to you. There will be no more fights or divergence. Ms. Jimmy Stewart will obey you in every way potential, especially sexually. She will submit to your every desire and will continue true to you ”.
"How exactly do you project to achieve this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of techniques, including slavery, S & M and psychological training. What I can vouch is 100 % success pace and that nobody is going to get suffering. However, we have reached the period of no replication. If you agree to use our services, I will commit you ALL the details. 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 metier, they will find cipher but a legitimate insurance way. We are unspoilt at what we do and we have never had problems. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your answer"?
Pattison hesitated for only a moment :"narrate me Sir Thomas More ”.
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The news fury that came after her affair was revealed make Kristen Stewart to cancel respective media appearance. She did not finger like answering any questions about the social occasion or the breakup. In fact she did not experience like doing anything for the residuum of the week. She made the claim to cancel her naming and dismissed the stave of her mansion. The only thing she would be doing for the next 7 days is fucking Prince Rupert electric sander, her new darling boy toy. Robert was fun for a while, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Henry M. Robert needed to man up and propel on.
After putting on her favourite top, skinny blue jean and brushing her foresighted carmine Brown University hair, Kristen made her way toward her bedroom room access. A tall stranger waited for her in the threshold. Kristen was pinned against the bedroom wall. A knife was pressed to her slender neck."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot smoother"said the disguised interloper. Kristen was frozen in reverence. The stranger put away the knife and quickly spun Kristen around, pinning her brass first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The intruder chuckled while tying her wrist joint behind her"Go ahead and wow, princess, there is cipher here but us ”.
With her men tightly secured, Kristen was shoved face up on top of her bed. The intruder took out more rope and started tying her ankles.
"What do you desire from me ? ? ? I have money ! Take my notecase ”. Kristen started pleading
With her ankles secured, the unknown 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 smiling on his disguise face, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's nose and mouth, all while pinning her slender limit form to the bed.
The futile but sexy struggles continued for just a few minutes. Her oculus rolled to the cover of her head word. Her eyelid closed and her body went limp.
"Well, there goes the fun part"sighed the trespasser,"now, where is the brat's cell earphone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her world was dark and cold. The bag was still over her head. She was laying side down on the floor, her bare mamilla pressed against the cold concrete. Her legs were free, but her hands were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to be active her nous and roll on her back, painful sensation shot through her spine and arms. She tried to wiggle her digit and realized they were touching gamy up sticker than they were supposed to. She started to panic and catch one's breath faster. She then realized something big and round was stuck in her mouth.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to pick up voices in the room. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will omit her for days"said the other, unfamiliar voice
"goodness, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A dyad of strong hired hand grabbed her by the munition and set her unsloped, sitting on her knees. The bag was pulled off her head and Kristen was blinded by the bright lights.
"Good afternoon, Ms. Stewart. I know you have a lot of query, but given your quandary, you are not in the spatial relation to ask. If we feel generous, we will resolve those query in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could muster with a ball gag in her mouth.
"First things first"Said the unknown"You are tied up in a reverse appeal place. It is designed to not only be terrible but to also limit your movement considerably. So try not to struggle if you want to avoid unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may have also noticed, you are wearing a ball gag. It is not designed to maintain you quiet, but rather to spend a penny you salivate, mostly for humiliation purposes. Feel free to scream all you like. Nobody outside these wall can hear you."
By now Kristen's heart had adjusted to the twinkle. In strawman of her stood a man in a ski mask and a short whip in his hand. The stranger's voice belonged to him. The sight of him, his clothes and the whip sent tingle down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and edge. roofy were encircling her torso and breasts.
She then saw the other man. He was slowly circling around the room, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"Henry Martyn Robert ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her mind. Her MMFFing through the gag was less articulate.
"Since you are a guest,"continued the masked alien,"there are pattern you have to come, break them and run a risk penalization. normal 1…
Kristen's judgement drowned out the verbaliser. She was looking instead at Robert. Her promontory 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 formulation didn't change. The strait of the whip slicing through the air got her attention. The speaker was standing right in strawman of her."Do you sympathize the house rules"
A look of helpless confusion was all Kristen could manage
The masked man grabbed the bound girl by the chin and loosened the shoulder strap on the chunk gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few minute to sprinkle the gag out.
"Do you understand the ruler ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE Hell DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? Henry Martyn Robert WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The disguise man shoved the globe gag back into her oral cavity, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one Thomas More meter, do you empathise the rules ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU illegitimate child ! ! ! You better let me go. People will be looking for me. Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The masked man shoved the ball gag back into the girls mouth, this time tightening the strap.
"Ill take that as a no, Ms. Stewart. Let's clear some matter up. nonentity is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a week. You were kind plenty to strike down all of your appointments for the next 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 phone number. You even issued a statement on your twitter page announcing the termination of your relationship and a very heartfelt apologia to his family and your lover. In short-circuit, nobody will be looking for you for a while. At this time you are completely at our clemency ”.
"As for the house rules, it is make you did not hear them. You broke several of them just now. For that you must be punished. showtime formula is that you will address me as sir and Mr. Pattison as captain. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of turn and used skanky language ”. The masked man looked up at Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many transgressions did you count, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Robert's answer.
"Then you should dispense with the punishment ”, said the masked man as he handed Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a chance to object, her head was forced down on the ground. She was still on her knees. With her hired man tied and her butt straight up in the air, the girl was the very definition of vulnerability. The first thrash came without warning. The pain across her butt cheek was sudden and keen. Kristen let out an agonized and prolonged scream.
The shock was quickly followed by concern and an impend feeling of doom.
The second rap of the whiplash was as shocking as the first. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the measure of annoyance she was in was overwhelming.
The 3rd strike of the whip sent an Echo across the humble elbow room. The pain similarly echoed from her tush, through her spikelet and throughout the eternal sleep of her contort consistence. Kristen could not think or understand what was happening to her. Her throat became very tight.
Perhaps it was the sheer helplessness she was experiencing, or the panic that has washed over her. Perhaps it was simply the pain. Whatever the reason, Kristen was in rip and sobbing uncontrollably by the time the whip struck her defenseless ass for the 4th metre. Time seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the floor with no strength or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the party whip for the 5th metre.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her musket ball gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a quiet response from behind her. This was the first time that Henry Martyn Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Henry M. Robert sat in front of the trussed up Kristen, grabbing her by the scalp and pulling her up to a sitting attitude
"WHY ? ? ?"he asked incredulously,"You have betrayed me, Kristen ! You told me you loved me and then you cheated on me ! You have broken my trust ! You have caused me incredible pain ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Robert. This was the first off fourth dimension she has seen such rage.
The room was once again dumb. Only two speech sound filled the storage room were the minor whimpers and sobs that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Robert let go of Kristen's hairsbreadth and walked behind her. Kristen heard his bloomers being unzipped. This was her only monition before she felt Roberts penis drive inside her. Kristen let out a short 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 hair again. Kristen's back was arched in a afflictive mode. The web of Mexican valium that surrounded her trunk and kept her hand in a opposite petition stead only made it unsound. Robert gave his hips one mighty thrust. painfulness nip through Kristen's scalp, down her back and through her arms. Kristen's let out a guttural scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know nothing of pain"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Robert's prison term was punctuated by a strong pelvic thrust. Each thrusting brought on more sidesplitter. The screams seemed to course Robert's lust. The thrusts became more regular and frequent. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in pain. The agonised thigh-slapper were replaced by desperate, pain filled moaning.
Her suffering was not limited to ail alone. She was helpless. The smell of despair filled her with panic. She was once again bawling. Her ball gag prevented her from swallowing. As a termination she was drooling uncontrollably. In short, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new sensation soon washed over her ; stimulation. As Henry Martyn Robert continued to eff her, she felt her loins dandy."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in agony. Not only was she bound, helpless and abused, but now her own body started to cheat her.
Each driving force sent a wave through Kristen's body. Whether it was one of pain or pleasure, the poor girl could no longer state. The warm sensation spread from her loins to the rest of her organic structure. Her brain was racing, her pile 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 final thrust, grunted and released his lading inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slump over on top of her bound form. She then felt him extract himself from inside her. Her body was still in agony. The botheration was slowly evanesce and so was the look of arousal. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Robert pulled on his drawers and started to walk out of the elbow room.
"shuffle sure she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the door. The masked man took out more rope. One end of the circle was passed through the loop on the ceiling and attached to a pulley on the side of the paries. The disguised man used the other end to tie yet another knot behind Kristen's back, adding to the web already holding Kristen's bounds configuration. Kristen heard the pulley clicking away and found herself being lifted from the floor. As the ropes pulled her gamy, she once again felt the botheration in her lower spine and shoulders. Kristen struggled to her invertebrate foot, but her captor continued to pull up on the rope. Soon Kristen was forced to stand on her toes. And still, she was being pulled up higher. When her captor finally stopped pulling up the Mexican valium, Kristen could barely touch the undercoat with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her torso. The pain in her back, sleeve and berm was excruciating.
"Try not to move, Ms. Stewart"said the masked man,"movement will only make the hurting regretful"
The man walked out of the room. The sparkle went off. The ponderous metal door clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the dark with nothing but her annoyance to stay fresh her company. The whimpers and sobs filled the empty distance.
"I don't want her scathe permanently"said Henry Martyn Robert Pattison. He was watching the monitor. The screen door showed Kristen Stewart hanging in the air. Her breathing was panicked. Her torso contorted. Her oculus portrayed speak agony.
"This is not the for the first time clip I have done this"rebuked Mr. Smith"I am not in the business of maiming people. When this is done, Ms. Dugald Stewart will still be able to work in her convention environment. She will still act, or at least try to. She will still walk the red carpet. She will do all the thing she has done before. The only thing that will shift will be her psychological science ”.
Henry M. Robert Pattison still looked skeptical.
"We have begun the process and I need you to do exactly as I say. Stockholm syndrome is quite easy to impart on if you know the right push to agitate. Ms. James Maitland Stewart has to get slavish to you. She has to be dependent on you. You need to bring in this relationship strictly about advantage and penalisation. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terms. This is uncomplicated mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to take to depend on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely hungry by now. make for her food in about an hour. Make her earn it ”.
Kristen did not feel hunger. Her mind was completely concentrated on the pain. She was fighting to keep her consciousness. The painful sensation was overwhelming. She was beginning to fall behind her battle.
The bedroom door opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the twinkle. When she recovered, she saw Robert. The rage in his centre was gone.
He put the two plates he brought with him on the flooring and went over to the pulley. Kristen's exhausted body was lowered to the reason. Her wooden leg could not hold her system of weights and collapsed under her. Henry Martyn Robert untied the knot responsible for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some food"He said calmly."I will rent off your gag. Please stay silent."
The ball was removed. Her jaw ached, her oral cavity was parched. Henry Martyn Robert offered her a crank of piddle and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be hungry"said Robert in an almost pleasant whole step.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. truth was, she was very hungry. Her breakfast was small and she had nothing to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just words, Kristen. activity speak louder. Show me just how thankful you are"replied Robert.
Kristen looked at him fuddle. Robert unzipped his knickers and let his engorged penis fall out."No teeth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's eyes bulged at the sight of his member. She has never performed a cock sucking. The very thought of it disgusted her. Kristen started to bumble and shake her headspring
"N…N…No…Robert, please d…don't…"
A slap across the buttock startled and shook Kristen. The girl's cheek was stinging from the impact.
"You ungrateful bitch !"Yelled Henry Martyn Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her back talk 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 flooring. As long as she did not sputter against her bonds, she did not experience the botheration. But without the pain, her other skunk were once again working. Within 10 instant the sentience of thirst was unbearable. She could crawl right next to the food bowl, but het gag did not let her chew or swallow. The feeling filled her anterior naris and made the wiz even more acute. This was a different kind of torture.
The hr seemed almost like an infinity. The door opened once again. Henry M. Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's bound form.
"Are you ready to convey your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her head desperately and moaned through the gag. Robert took his meter undoing the glob gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the Ball gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another smacking across the face shut Kristen up.
"You will call me master, and you will beg me to allow you to blow me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will feed you. Do you empathise ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"Good, now be a practiced whore and beg"
A knot started to organize in Kristen's throat. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please absorb your peter ?"
Robert unzipped his knickers and let his dick hang out. The thing was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this meal, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her articulatio genus toward the waiting Henry M. Robert. She kept her eyes on the now bulging member, hesitant to get close to it. The thought of putting that affair in her mouth was almost vomit inducing.
"Perhaps you would wish wait another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her head toward the phallus, hesitating just a piddling 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. give suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a little more pressure with her lip and licked the bottom of the penis with the tip of her clapper. She wanted cypher to do with it and she was determined not to let it disturb the interior of her mouth.
Henry Martyn Robert lost patience and grabbed the backbone of Kristen's scalp, shoving her nous forward and forcing his peter cryptical inside Kristen's pharynx. Kristen gave a panic-struck yelp, then started to shin against Robert's bobby pin.
"If I feel just one tooth, whore, I will whip you raw ! You got that ?"yelled Robert.
Kristen understood and took caution to retain her jaw opened. But she could not help but contend against Henry M. Robert's grip. His tool was moving in and out of her throat, making it hard to breathe. Unfortunately for Kristen, her struggles only seemed to deform Robert on even more. His thrusts increased in quickness.
All Kristen could do was concentrate on her breathing, which became harder and harder.
Robert suddenly tensed up. Kristen knew he had reached his orgasm. Soon after, her mouth was filled with Henry Martyn Robert's hot come. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's nous so he could look into her eyes. The sperm was starting to drip out of her mouth.
"sup it"he demanded,"you will need the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to fuddle 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 befuddle up. It took several more deglutition. While she managed to go along it down, she could not fudge the expression of disgust that washed over her look. That look seemed to give way Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her hair."I guess you earned that meal. Eat up."He kicked the silver pipe bowl of food for thought in front of her.
He started to walk out of the room.
"Master…. can you please unbrace my munition"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that food like the bitch that you are. Do you realize that ?"
Kristen knew respectable than to argue with him.
The Heavy door closed and Kristen was once again alone and in the shadow. She was tied up and hunched over on her articulatio genus. Eating out of a doggie sports stadium was yet another mortification, but one that she was willing to last with. She shoved her mouth recondite in to the bowl. By the time she was done, the bowl was licked sporty. So was the base where the swan bits of food fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side. The concrete floor was hard and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get well-situated. She has given up struggling and screaming for supporter. Even teardrop were no longer an alternative. She curled herself in the fetal berth. 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 and the bright lights woke her, she did not have sex where she was. She was hoping that the revulsion of the nighttime before were just a bad dream. When she managed to open her eyes, she fell into despair once again.
Her body ached all over. Her butt cheek still stung rom the beating. Her pussy felt sore from the rape. She could barely sense her manpower.
Henry M. Robert and the cloaked man entered the way.
"Mr. Smith is going to untie you, but only if you promise to behave yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to verbalize, but found her throat to be completely dry. She nodded her hear instead. Mr. Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the knots. Robert approached the girl with a bottle of water and some wet wipes.
"You must be thirsty"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her water, Robert started cleaning her expression with the rub. Kristen was a good deal. Her hair was disheveled, dried tears, saliva and piece of solid food covered her face.
Robert was very soft with her. This was not the same man that raped her the night before.
"I never really cared for your makeup or your tike look, you know"he said casually, brushing her long, reddish brown hair,"You are a natural beauty. You should not hide your feature article ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the other shoe to dip. She tried to depend sedate, but her psyche was screaming, panicking.
Mr. Smith undid her attachment. Kristen was able to move her hands for the first meter in many 60 minutes. She gasped as pain blastoff through her arms. It would take a while to regain their full phase of the moon mobility.
Mr. Ian Douglas Smith turned away from her, putting the ropes away in his bag. Soon after, Henry Martyn Robert turned away as well, walking over to the garbage and checking his phone.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely unloose. Moreover, the heavy door was unfold and unobstructed. The whole process took only a few seconds, but Kristen decided to make a run for it.
Her legs were sore and terrible. Her sense of balance was off and she was still exhausted from last dark's trial by ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the door. She stumbled several meter before reaching the steps. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the stairs. Her brain was racing. She was afraid to front back. She just kept on going. After climbing the stairs for what seemed like an eternity, she reached a door. She pulled on the grip, but the room access would not give. She pounded on the door, she screamed for help, but nothing helped. Whatever posture carried her up the stair was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the door and started crying. She hugged her human knee and rocked back and forth, not knowing what to do next.
A few bit later she heard the footsteps coming from below. The pace were deliberate, lacking importunity 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 about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded slap made her see stars.
"Do you savor lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you insist on betraying me at every twist ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her bust flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Henry Martyn Robert grabbed a handful of Kristen's tomentum and pulled her to her feet.
"I ask you to behave and you run from me ! ! ! How am I supposed to trust you ?"screamed Robert.
He started dragging her down the stairs by her scalp. Kristen continued to choke on her own sobs, grabbing at the walls to keep her balance.
"You are a treasonable, backstabbing whore. I extended you a short kindness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to desire you ever again ?"
When they reached the bedroom, Robert threw Kristen on the floor.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the uncontrollable sobs
"quarrel, Kristen, just words ! Your actions speak otherwise !"spat out Robert.
He then addressed to the disguise man ;"Mr. Smith, the whore has betrayed me yet again. She needs her punishment."
MR. Smith nodded and grabbed Kristen by her wrists, forcing them behind Kristen's back. He tied the articulatio radiocarpea together then did the same to her elbows. He then tied a long piece of Mexican valium to Kristen's wrist and hooked the other end on the roof pulley. He pulled the rope tight enough to raise the female child's wrists as high-pitched as her shoulders, but allowed Kristen to continue to digest up straight.
Mr. Captain John Smith then brought out a 3 fundament long alloy pole with strap attached to each end. The Pole was attached to the mortise joint, leaving Kristen's legs bedcover. The ring gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the ensemble. Kristen was once again helpless and exposed.
Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the chin."You have nobody to blame but yourself ”. Whip in hand, he took a golf shot at Kristen's torso. Kristen let out an agonized scream. A big red welt started to come out across her abdominal cavity. Another baseball swing of the whiplash, another loudly screaming, another red weal. Kristen was quickly brought to split. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 lash across the abdomen, Henry Martyn Robert walked behind the little girl and started whipping her book binding. More thigh-slapper followed.
"The first 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in movement of Kristen once more. His next swing was aimed squarely at her chest. The pain was so intense, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The next 10 are for trying to escape ”. The whiplash continued to desolate Kristen's breasts, especially her now ultra-sensitive nipples. By the time the 20th blow landed, Kristen was in utter hysterics.
"Now, for the fun component part"said Robert
With that he took out two clamps. He attached system of weights to them. Each weight was the sizing of a golf game orchis and weighed thrice as much. He pulled and flicked Kristen's nipples to have them. Kristen let out a loudly squeals. When the nipple clinch were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's groan grew louder."Remember,"said Henry Martyn Robert,"actions have consequences ”.
He waked behind the trussed up girl. A ready unzipping audio and she was skewered by Robert's penis.
His thrusts were short circuit and flying. The undulation of pleasure pulsed from her pussy to the eternal rest of her eubstance. Meanwhile the keen pain from the pap clamp radiated through her pectus. The mixture of hurting and pleasure confused Kristen and sent her consistency reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not infer how she was getting off from Brassica napus, but it was the reality. The hapless missy tried to suppress the orgasm but nothing worked. Her breathing time became shop and shoal. Her body started to go into convulsions. sweat rolled down her boundary limbs.
She was nearing release and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her point. Nothing worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic belly laugh. Soon after she heard Robert's pleasurable shrieking. For a while the room was filled with sounds of enceinte external respiration. Then Robert stood in front of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juice and spermatozoan.
"Time to clean house it off"he said before sticking his dick in her mouth. The ring gag made it impossible to move her jaw and difficult to swallow.
"Lick it off, squawk"Robert said as he inserted his phallus deeper into her sass. Kristen did her best to bat it, but the muck just stayed in her back talk.
It took half an hour to drub it off completely. Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whiplash. He brushed it up against Kristen's case. A sadistic look washed over his side.
"Now, lets talk about that climax. You did induce one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her top dog.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to have one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her head, her consistency starting to tremble.
"You do not piss, 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 fourth dimension, lashes coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her breath and tried not to hollo.
"Now, you will stand there for a patch and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to lapse out or fall asleep. You will luxate your shoulder if you do."said Robert as he walked out of the elbow room. The leaden door slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the night. She hated the dark. There was nothing but botheration in the shadow. The pap clamp still tugged at her sore mamilla. The tintinnabulation gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the penchant of her own vaginal succus in her mouth. She did not want to be this way anymore. She did not want to be whipped anymore. She swore to herself she would never disobey Henry Martyn Robert again.


She had no melodic theme how long it took for Robert to come back. When he did, he brought food for thought and weewee with him.
"Have you learned your deterrent example, 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 young woman"said Henry M. Robert, petting her on the back of her head and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the band gag. Kristen managed to lick her dried backtalk. He untied her wrists from the ceiling rope and undid the straps separating her ankle. Kristen collapsed on the story. She licked dry lips.
She did not need any admonisher to know what to do next.
"Thank you… Master. May I …please suck your cock"
Robert smiled and took off his pants. Kristen knew what to do. She took his sock in her mouth like an ice pick cone. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her lips. She swallowed it as far as her throat would let.
When she felt the dick start to pulse, she redoubled her efforts. And when the hot cum exploded in her mouth, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the succus, licking Robert's ray of light clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Henry Martyn Robert was impressed.
He went back up the steps and came down with a mantle.
"This is for being a unspoilt little girl. Now, Eat. We have a foresightful day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that home base clean. She then laid down on the blanket. Her articulatio radiocarpea and shoulder 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 refuse. She has given up trying to fight. nearly of all, she was earnestly afraid of let down Robert.
She fell asleep on the blanket
The flickering Light Within woke Kristen up. Her eubstance ached all over. Her labia, her bum impudence and her boob all stung from the day before. Still, her heart fluttered when she saw Henry Martyn Robert walk into the room. She was determined to obey him this time. Whether it was out of fear or genuine philia, she did not hump. practically like her reactions to pleasure and hurt in the final 2 day, this one was not easily explainable.
Robert started to cleanse her boldness and sweep her fuzz while Mr. Smith untied her wrists and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May please I suck your cock now ?"Kristen's response was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, truelove"said Robert. His flavor was calm and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, master"Kristen responded. Was it true ? Did she entail it ? Kristen was not sure as shooting what to think.
"And you would do anything to establish it, wouldn't you ?"Robert continued
"Yes, headmaster"
"I will do matter to you today, Some of them dreadful. I want you to live that I am not punishing you. I am simply seeing if you love me. I love you Kristen. I don't like to wound you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes Master"She did not acknowledge what to believe anymore.
Robert took out a pair of handcuffs and secured Kristen's deal behind her rear."goodness, now, suckle my cock."
Kristen did not need to be told twice. She lunged at the extended and took it in her mouth. She bobbed her back and forth, up and down and side to side. Her glossa licked and caressed every column inch of that penis. She sucked up the pre cum juices. When the Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her back talk.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you want me to do ?"
Robert did not skitter a rhythm."Suck my formal, slave"
Kristen complied without question. Taking the sack in her mouth, she proceeded to knead it with her tongue and lips. She sucked the ballock clean, filling her mouth with their salty taste. This was just to annul penalization, she told herself. But somewhere deep inside she began to like these nasty secret plan.
"Good girl."Robert decided this was enough pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her feet. It was then that the girlfriend noticed a tenacious roofy running across the way. Knots were tied all along the length of the rophy. Rope was set about waistline high school.
"Now, dearest, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her head. Henry M. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Smith to get Kristen ready. Mr. Smith took out a orb gag, pap clamps and 2 sets of weight. He put on the gag and clipped the weight unit to Kristen's nipples. He then directed Kristen toward the rope. He helped her swing one of her legs over the rope. He then made certain that Kristen's pussy brim were hugging the rope.
Robert stood on the other English of the rope.
"This is a cartel exercising, Kristen. You will walk toward me, when you reach me, I'll take off a composition of appurtenance. Start when you are gear up ”.
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 oneself much. The rophy 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 matter Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the first greyback. Kristen could not help but let out an agonize screeching. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the R-2 was digging in to her pussy. She had to force her pussy over the knot, clenching her jaw in the process. 10 inches further down the circle she had to conquer another mi. By the meter she reached Robert, Kristen was fix to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her articulatio humeri, 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 head start to take off the weights on the mamilla dollar bill ”.
Kristen was make to pay up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Henry M. Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine loyalty to her captor ? She did not make love.
Kristen struggled over every burl, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her cognizance from the pain sensation on a few occasions. But she completed the cycle not once, but four Sir Thomas More sentence. When Robert finally took her off the R-2, 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 legal instrument but said nothing.
"Do you desire it, knuckle down ? Do you want me to get you off ?
word of honor came out o her mouth before Kristen could even imagine them"Yes passkey"
"Then you have to earn it. lay down your hands useful"
Kristen's hands were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Robert twisted one of her tits with his inviolable finger's breadth."pillock girl, you should know what I want !"
Using the other hand he directed Kristen's bound hands toward his bulging penis. His pants were still on.
"Stroke it, you little whore ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his gormandize member underneath his trouser
"goooooood"he said"now you get a reward. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's pussy, shoved it in and turned it on.
wave of pleasance started to ripple from her genitalia to the repose of her body. Kristen let out small groan of pleasure.
"You like that, you little skank ?"asked Robert.
"yessss skipper"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to grind against the vibrator. Her hands were still busy rubbing his dick.
"Is it as honorable as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Robert. Caught off sentry duty, Kristen stiffened. The detrition stopped. She held her breath.

Another tight credit crunch and twist on her nipple elicited and loud gasp.
"fountainhead, was it, you little whore ?"Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The hand that molested the nipple let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's hairsbreadth, pulling her chief back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Henry M. Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to mewl
"Now answer again, did you enjoy this as much when Prince Rupert did this ?"Henry M. Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely confounded about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's pussycat
Kristen, still on safety device, let out a diminished moan. She continued to rub Henry M. Robert's phallus with her hands
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you rip off on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know headmaster"
A painful pinch of her teat made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little whore"Robert whispered in the girl's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"Good, Kristen, salutary. You are finally being true with me."
Robert continued to rush Kristen's sex. She was getting more and more stimulate. Her breathing started to get sullen. She started to sweat. The most surprise thing for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new fuck toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes master ”. Her heart charge per unit was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to spread through her body. Her ventilation was becoming to a greater extent and more vivid. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and to a greater extent ardour. The Saami fervor drove Kristen to rub Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you know 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 ear,"Try again"
"A cheat, master !"
"NO ! Try again !"Robert twisted her nipple one Thomas More time. Kristen threw her head back, repressing a screeching. It was still painful. But was she starting to like it ?
"A prostitute, MASTER !"Kristen was moaning. Her lower jaw became buckram. Rubbing herself ever harder against Henry Martyn Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, master copy ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Henry Martyn Robert's hand that was rubbing her breasts and pinching her mamilla. Robert stood in front man of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her breasts were rising up and down dramatically. A look of surprise, frustration and disappointment washed over her face."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the Sojourner Truth shall set you free"said Henry Martyn Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a whore, Kristen."
"Yes, skipper"Kristen looked down, averting Henry Martyn Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating whore like you ?"Robert continued
Another knot started creeping into Kristen's pharynx. Words came out like a flood."Punish me, master. Spank me, pip me, do anything you want with me, headmaster ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty whore, I deserve punishment !"
Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her hair, pulled her to her feet and shoved her against the wall.
"STAND STILL !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in fear. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Robert swung the whip and landed a vicious blow against Kristen's knocker. Kristen opened her mouth to shout, but stifled it in the last moment. She bent her genu from the pain, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Robert was readying another strong coke. Kristen looked away and shut her eyes, holding her breathing space and anticipating another C. The blow came, even more painful than the first. Her bod knack, and an agonized shriek escaped her mouth. Red welts started to seem on her breasts. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 More blows came. Kristen suppressed her itch to scream, only occasionally letting out a whine. Despite the pain, her nipple were erect and her pussy was wet.
Robert threw down the whip and walked over Kristen. He stood over her trembling form. Kristen looked away, not wanting to fulfil Robert's regard. Robert grabbed a handful of her right knocker and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's fingers slid down to her mamilla. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the exposed mammary. Kristen let out a moan. Her breasts were sore from the whipping. Her skin seemed like it was on fervor.
"Would you like me to stop ?"Robert asked gently
"No, master"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Robert grabbed the former breast, squeezing it in a exchangeable personal manner. This time he bent down, took the nipple in the oral cavity and started licking the sore nipple. Another groan escaped Kristen's oral cavity. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not consume the will to fight it. Robert bit down on the nipple. Kristen screamed. Her breath was ragged.
"Do you want me to turn back ?"
"No, professional"
Robert eventually lost interest in her breasts. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front end of Kristen's kitty.
"Spread your legs"
Kristen complied without question. She realized just how exhibit she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Robert extended his middle finger and thrust it inside Kristen. Kristen's torso shuddered. Robert continued to thrust, first slowly, then with increasing upper. It did not take long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out long erotic moans. She breathed heavily from her sass. She got up on her toes, ready to lose control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM sea captain ! ! !"she screamed.
Robert quickly took his finger out of her pussy. Breathing raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Henry Martyn Robert a spirit of great frustration, but thought better about saying anything. Henry M. Robert only showed her his middle finger's breadth, one used to fetch her so agonizingly fold to an orgasm.
"Lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the finger, as if she would a phallus. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Robert took off his bloomers. He grabbed Kristen's pharynx and squeezed. Kristen could not respire. Pinning her to the wall, he thrust his peter deep in her vagina. Kristen would have screamed, had she been able to rest. Robert lifted Kristen off the ground with the powerful poking of his hips. One, two, three strong, consider thrusts was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, shock and pleasure shooting through their bodies. Robert let go of Kristen's pharynx. The thrill of blood back into her head only doubled the orgasmic sensation. Kristen took a deep breath and let out a several long, erotic groan. Her body went limp from the pleasurable boot. Kristen's juices rand down her leg and thigh. It took her almost 30 seconds to get breathing normally. She was exhausted. Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the poor girl 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 pharynx. She was laying hitch on the flooring, string of hair obscuring her face. Her pocket-sized, round breast were rising and falling quickly.
Henry M. Robert was done as well. He turned toward the doorway, picking up opus of appurtenance on the way out.
"superior, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Henry M. Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few time of day. Get some rest period"
"Master, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to excuse !"
Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprise in his voice.
"I am disconsolate I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so dependable to me. You were the perfective tense boyfriend. I just knew that you were going to nominate to me…"
Henry M. Robert could see that Kristen was becoming more and more emotional. Every sentence was filled with more and more than hysterics. She was getting to the verge of crying. He walked back and knelt beside her.
"… I loved you with all my marrow. But I was scared that my lifespan was ending. I wanted to be hazardous and exempt. When Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
Tears started to appear in her optic.
"I just wanted to be bad and gamy. Oh, GOD, Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to hurt you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced words. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am dismal ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, headmaster, 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 forehead"
"Kristen, do you love me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer words than these."Yes master, with all my heart ”.
"Then you will hold off for me here. Do you sympathise ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her face."Yes, master ”.
As the overweight door closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the dark. She hated the dark. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nada more than to be with her master. She fell asleep, crying. Her sobs eventually melted away into mystifying sleep.
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"She woke up to the conversant sound of the opening night door. Robert entered the way. Her hear fluttered. She even allowed herself a grin.
Robert went through his normal function without saying a work. He brushed her hair and wiped her au naturel body down with wet material. Kristen was trying to look into his eyes, to happen a cue to his mode. She found nothing.
She was even Sir Thomas More perplex when, upon finishing the hygienics subprogram, Robert produced a minuscule key and unlocked her handcuffs. Kristen rubbed her sore wrists, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some apparel in front of her."Put these on and fit me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the skinny jeans. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her home. I seemed like an infinity ago. In another life story, perhaps.
Robert disappeared up the stairs. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The dress felt alienate to her. So was the feeling of ambulating under her own great power. She went through the ponderous door way and up the stairs. She reached the s doorway, one that kept her from escaping. This time the doorway was overt all-inclusive. She climbed some more stairs and reached the top. She saw Henry Martyn Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with specs."Is that the roach master ?"she thought.
"I am almost done striver. Sit by me"Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now remember, the process is not complete"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens overnight, but you seemed to induce progressed very well. accompany 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 domain for years. Already it seemed foreign to her.
Robert shook the man's hand and turned his regard to Kristen.
"seed, slave. We have a lot to talk about"
"Yes, lord ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one conclusion party favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am mindful that you run in the Lapplander forget me drug 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 a great deal obliged."
A week later the Hollywood spiritualist broke the story :"Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an interview.
Mr. Ian Smith saw a familiar face on TV and turned up the volume"I was stupid and selfish. I made a huge mistake. Robert was form enough to convey me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The medium hailed it as a taradiddle of redemption, of dearest surviving the ultimate mental testing. Only a check eye could see the true story : Ms. James Maitland Stewart's attitude when she sat adjacent to Mr. Pattison, the submissive manner in which she addressed him on camera, the quick looks she gave Henry M. Robert while silently seeking license to speak to the interviewer. Kristen Stewart, the Hollywood bad girl, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The speech sound rang ;"capital of Sweden industry, Smith public speaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's beneficial to talk to you. Sure, meeting on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until next time… .
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