fame Trainers : Kristen Stewart
code : MF, nc, rape, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, attachment,

Disclaimer : This is fabrication, it did NOT materialize. Fantasy is legal. This story does not advocate violence against women. If you have any suggestions for this or any other futurity story, delight e-mail me. Don't forget to spay and neuter your pets. Hope you enjoy the story.
narration :
Robert Pattison was still recovering from the breakup. Kristen's amour caught him by surprise. What resulted was a mixture of heartbreak and wrath. And despite his dependable drive to accommodate, the feelings were not going away.
When a ally of a friend suggested a certain space that"localisation these relationship trouble ”, Henry Martyn Robert was skeptical. The business circuit card said"Stockholm manufacture"and listed a number. The friend did not fall in much more contingent or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an appointment on the earphone. The whole thing was very secretive."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a look ”.
The part on the business card was located on the far outskirts of East Los Angeles. No signboard was posted above or in front of the door, just an office number. The inside the office Robert found 4 blank white rampart, simple desk and professorship. There was another door on the opposite incline of the office. The occupant of the desk was a plain looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading glasses and expanding waistline gave an impression of a calling office worker.
"Mr. Pattison, come in please ”.
Pattison took a derriere.
"You may call me Mr. Kathryn Elizabeth Smith. commencement affair first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and Dagger turn, the help that we offer are very single. You need not only money, but the ripe connexion, which you obviously do. We are secretive for a intellect. The legality of our services is questionable. But we are very undecomposed at what we do, and nobody ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Robert replied"I still don't understand how you can avail me. What exactly do you do ? And what does any of this have to do with me ?"
Mr. Smith leaned forward"You are a world physique, Mr. Pattison. Your recent detachment with Ms. Kristen Stewart is public knowledge. Ms. Jimmy Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to move on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is behavior modification. If you choose to engage our avail, I can guarantee that not only will infidelity no longer be a headache in your relationship, but Ms. Dugald Stewart well be a lot more concordant and pleasing to you. There will be no more scrap or disagreements. Ms. Stewart will obey you in every way possible, especially sexually. She will submit to your every desire and will outride on-key to you ”.
"How exactly do you plan to achieve this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of proficiency, including thraldom, S & M and psychological training. What I can guarantee is 100 % success rate and that nobody is going to get distress. However, we have reached the point of no coming back. If you agree to use our divine service, I will give 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 culture medium, they will find nothing but a legitimize insurance agency. We are undecomposed at what we do and we have never had problems. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your answer"?
Pattison hesitated for only a moment :"severalise me more ”.
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The news show frenzy that came after her affair was revealed caused Kristen Stewart to strike down various media appearances. She did not finger like answering any doubt about the function or the separation. In fact she did not feel like doing anything for the eternal rest of the calendar week. She made the vociferation to strike down her appointee and dismissed the staff of her mansion house. The only thing she would be doing for the next 7 days is fucking Prince Rupert electric sander, her new preferred boy toy. Robert was fun for a while, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Henry Martyn Robert needed to man up and move on.
After putting on her deary top, tight-fitting jeans and brushing her long cherry brown fuzz, Kristen made her way toward her bedroom door. A tall stranger waited for her in the room access. Kristen was pinned against the bedroom wall. A knife was pressed to her slender neck."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot legato"said the masked intruder. Kristen was frozen in fear. The stranger put away the knife and quickly whirl Kristen around, pinning her face first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The intruder chuckled while tying her wrist joint behind her"Go ahead and scream, princess, there is nobody here but us ”.
With her workforce 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 billfold ”. Kristen started pleading
With her ankles secured, the stranger 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 grinning on his disguised case, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's scent and rima oris, all while pinning her slender bound conformation to the bed.
The futile but sexy struggles continued for just a few minutes. Her eyes rolled to the rear of her fountainhead. Her lids closed and her body went limp.
"well, there goes the fun part"sighed the interloper,"now, where is the brat's cell phone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her humans was black and low temperature. The bag was still over her straits. She was laying face down on the floor, her bare nipples pressed against the frigidity concrete. Her legs were spare, but her hired man were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to move her headspring and roll on her back, pain in the ass shot through her spine and implements of war. She tried to joggle her fingers and realized they were touching gamey up back than they were supposed to. She started to panic and suspire 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 room. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will miss her for days"said the other, unfamiliar voice
"serious, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A pair of strong deal grabbed her by the blazonry and set her upright, sitting on her knees. The bag was pulled off her head and Kristen was blinded by the bright lights.
"good afternoon, Ms. Jimmy Stewart. I know you have a lot of query, but given your quandary, you are not in the position to ask. If we feel generous, we will suffice those questions in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could summon with a Lucille Ball gag in her mouth.
"outset matter first"Said the stranger"You are tied up in a reverse orison position. It is designed to not only be painful but to also limit your movement considerably. So try not to struggle if you want to avoid unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may cause also noticed, you are wearing a egg gag. It is not designed to preserve you hush, but rather to make you salivate, mostly for humiliation purposes. Feel free to scream all you like. nobody outside these walls can hear you."
By now Kristen's eyes had adjusted to the light. In front of her stood a man in a ski mask and a little whip in his hand. The unknown's voice belonged to him. The sight of him, his clothes and the whip sent shake down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and bound. Ropes were encircling her torso and breasts.
She then saw the other man. He was slowly circling around the elbow room, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"ROBERT ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her mind. Her MMFFing through the gag was to a lesser extent articulate.
"Since you are a guest,"continued the masked stranger,"there are prescript you have to take after, let on them and take chances penalization. Rule 1…
Kristen's nous drowned out the speaker. She was looking instead at Henry Martyn Robert. Her header was spinning. What was he doing here ? Why am I tied up ? What do they want from me ?
She screamed at Robert through her gag, She shot him looks of anger and muddiness. Henry M. Robert's reflection didn't modification. The sound of the whip slicing through the air got her attention. The speaker was standing right in front of her."Do you interpret the house formula"
A look of incapacitated confusedness was all Kristen could pull off
The dissemble man grabbed the leaping girl by the chin and loosened the strap on the ball gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few indorsement to pitter-patter the gag out.
"Do you infer the regulation ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? Robert WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The dissemble man shoved the ball gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one Sir Thomas More metre, do you understand the normal ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU BASTARD ! ! ! You comfortably let me go. People will be looking for me. Prince Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The block out man shoved the ball gag back into the lady friend mouth, this time tightening the strap.
"Ill consider that as a no, Ms. James Maitland Stewart. Let's acquit some things up. cypher is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a week. You were kind sufficiency to cancel all of your appointments for the future 7 solar day, so the media won't be looking for you. As for Mr. smoother, he received a text shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his number. You even issued a instruction on your chirrup page announcing the termination of your kinship and a very heartfelt apology to his family and your fans. In short, nobody will be looking for you for a patch. At this time you are completely at our mercy ”.
"As for the house rules, it is crystallise you did not get wind them. You broke various of them just now. For that you must be punished. First rule is that you will address me as sir and Mr. Pattison as master. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of routine and used foul linguistic communication ”. The masked man looked up at Henry Martyn Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many evildoing did you enumeration, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Henry M. Robert's answer.
"Then you should dish out with the punishment ”, said the masked man as he handed Henry M. Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a luck to object, her head was forced down on the ground. She was still on her articulatio genus. With her bridge player tied and her behind straight up in the air, the girl was the very definition of vulnerability. The first thrash came without warning. The annoyance across her butt cheek was sudden and sharp. Kristen let out an agonized and prolonged scream.
The shock was quickly followed by fear and an impending feeling of doom.
The second strike of the whip was as shocking as the first. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the amount of pain sensation she was in was overwhelming.
The third smasher of the whip sent an echo across the small room. The pain similarly echoed from her buttocks, through her spinal column and throughout the relief of her contorted organic structure. 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 nuisance. Whatever the reasonableness, Kristen was in tears and sobbing uncontrollably by the time the whip struck her defenseless ass for the 4th time. sentence seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the storey with no strength or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the whip for the 5th time.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her ball gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a still response from behind her. This was the first time that Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Henry Martyn Robert sat in front of the trussed up Kristen, grabbing her by the scalp and pulling her up to a sitting view
"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 unbelievable pain ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared astray eyed at Henry Martyn Robert. This was the first time she has seen such rage.
The room was once again silent. Only two strait filled the warehousing elbow room were the minor whimpers and sobs that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Henry M. Robert let go of Kristen's hair and walked behind her. Kristen heard his pants being unzipped. This was her simply monition before she felt Robert phallus thrust inside her. Kristen let out a light yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a bawd"Robert whispered in her ear"then you will be treated like one.
He grabbed Kristen's hair again. Kristen's back was arched in a painful mode. The web of R-2 that surrounded her torso and kept her hands in a blow orison position only made it worse. Robert gave his pelvic arch one brawny jab. Pain crack through Kristen's scalp, down her vertebral column and through her blazonry. Kristen's let out a guttural scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know nothing of pain"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Henry Martyn Robert's judgment of conviction was punctuated by a potent pelvic thrust. Each thrust brought on more screaming. The screaming seemed to feed Robert's lust. The thrusts became more veritable and patronise. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in pain. The agonise screams were replaced by desperate, pain filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to anguish alone. She was helpless. The notion of desperation filled her with panic. She was once again bawling. Her ball gag prevented her from swallowing. As a final result she was drooling uncontrollably. In short, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new esthesis soon washed over her ; foreplay. As Henry Martyn Robert continued to fuck her, she felt her loins fashion plate."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in agony. Not only was she bound, helpless and abused, but now her own dead body started to betray her.
Each thrust sent a moving ridge through Kristen's body. Whether it was one of hurting or pleasance, the poor missy could no longer tell. The warm sentience bed covering from her pubic region to the rest of her body. Her mind was racing, her slew became cloudy. She was doing everything to prevent the seemingly inevitable climax. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Robert tensed up, gave one final stab, grunted and released his loading inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily drop-off over on top of her saltation human body. She then felt him extract himself from inside her. Her body was still in torment. The infliction was slowly melt and so was the feeling of arousal. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Robert pulled on his gasp and started to walk out of the room.
"shuffle sure she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the threshold. The masked man took out more rope. One end of the rope was passed through the cringle on the cap and attached to a pulley on the side of the paries. 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 class. Kristen heard the block clicking away and found herself being lifted from the floor. As the ropes pulled her higher, she once again felt the hurting in her lower rachis and shoulders. Kristen struggled to her feet, but her captor continued to pull out up on the roofy. Soon Kristen was forced to stand up on her toes. And still, she was being pulled up higher. When her captor finally stopped pulling up the rope, Kristen could barely extend to the flat coat with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her torso. The pain in her back, arms and berm was excruciating.
"Try not to strike, Ms. Dugald Stewart"said the cloaked man,"crusade will only throw the pain worse"
The man walked out of the elbow room. The lights went off. The toilsome metal room access clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the dark with nothing but her botheration to keep her ship's company. The whine and shortness of breath filled the empty space.
"I don't want her detriment permanently"said Henry Martyn Robert Pattison. He was watching the monitor. The silver screen showed Kristen Jimmy Stewart hanging in the air. Her respiration was panicked. Her body contort. Her eyes portrayed staring agony.
"This is not the first time I have done this"rebuked Mr. Smith"I am not in the business of maiming mass. When this is done, Ms. Jimmy Stewart will still be able-bodied to function in her normal environment. She will still act, or at least try to. She will still take the air the red carpet. She will do all the thing she has done before. The only thing that will change will be her psychology ”.
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 promiscuous to make for on if you know the right buttons to push. Ms. Stewart has to get submissive to you. She has to be dependent on you. You need to make this human relationship strictly about rewards and penalisation. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own full term. This is simple mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to learn to reckon on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely thirsty by now. Bring her nutrient in about an hour. Make her earn it ”.
Kristen did not find hunger. Her mind was completely concentrated on the botheration. She was fighting to keep back her cognizance. The pain was overwhelming. She was beginning to suffer her engagement.
The sleeping room doorway opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the lighting. When she recovered, she saw Robert. The furor in his centre was gone.
He put the two crustal plate he brought with him on the trading floor and went over to the pulley. Kristen's exhausted body was lowered to the priming. Her ramification could not have her weight and collapsed under her. Robert untied the knot responsible for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some food"He said calmly."I will take off your gag. Please stay put silent."
The musket ball was removed. Her jaw ached, her mouth was parched. Henry M. Robert offered her a field 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 hungry. Her breakfast was small and she had nothing to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just words, Kristen. natural action speak louder. evince me just how thankful you are"replied Robert.
Kristen looked at him confused. Robert unzipped his gasp and let his gormandize penis nightfall out."No teeth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's oculus bulged at the sight of his member. She has never performed a blowjob. The very thought of it disgusted her. Kristen started to falter and sway her header
"N…N…No…Robert, please d…don't…"
A smack across the cheek startled and shook Kristen. The lady friend's cheek was stinging from the impact.
"You ungrateful gripe !"Yelled Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her sassing and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more willing to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the chamber and closed the doorway. Kristen once again found herself in the shadow. She was no longer suspended above the trading floor. As long as she did not struggle against her bonds, she did not find the pain sensation. But without the pain, her other weed were once again working. Within 10 minutes the whizz of hunger was unbearable. She could crawl right adjacent to the food sports stadium, but het gag did not let her chew or swallow. The smell filled her nostril and made the sense even more acute accent. This was a different sort of torture.
The hour seemed almost like an timeless existence. The door opened once again. Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's boundary form.
"Are you ready to utter your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her head desperately and moaned through the gag. Henry M. Robert took his time undoing the Lucille Ball gag."Beg for it"demanded Henry M. Robert when the ball gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another smack across the face shut Kristen up.
"You will call me captain, and you will beg me to countenance you to gas me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will tip you. Do you read ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"goodness, now be a good harlot and beg"
A knot started to form in Kristen's pharynx. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please give suck your cock ?"
Robert unzipped his pants and let his dick bent out. The thing was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this meal, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her knees toward the waiting Henry Martyn Robert. She kept her optic on the now bulging member, hesitant to get close to it. The idea of putting that thing in her mouth was almost emetic inducing.
"Perhaps you would wish 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 heading up and down.
Robert rolled his oculus."Don't waste material my time, whore. sop up it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a little More pressure with her lips and licked the bottom of the member with the tip of her tongue. She wanted zero to do with it and she was determined not to let it touch the inside of her mouth.
Henry Martyn Robert lost patience and grabbed the binding of Kristen's scalp, shoving her head forward and forcing his dick deep inside Kristen's throat. Kristen gave a scared yelp, then started to struggle against Henry Martyn Robert's grip.
"If I feel just one tooth, whore, I will whip you raw ! You got that ?"call Robert.
Kristen understood and took care to keep her jaw opened. But she could not help but struggle against Robert's grip. His gumshoe was moving in and out of her throat, making it backbreaking to breathe. Unfortunately for Kristen, her struggles only seemed to turn Robert on even more. His drive increased in quickness.
All Kristen could do was concentrate on her breathing, which became harder and harder.
Henry M. Robert suddenly tensed up. Kristen knew he had reached his orgasm. Soon after, her mouth was filled with Robert's hot source. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's head so he could look into her optic. The sperm was starting to drip out of her mouth.
"drink it"he demanded,"you will involve the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to throw up. She swallowed once, but her gag reflex nearly kicked in. she started to cough.
"Don't you dare spit it out, bitch."Kristen suppressed the impulse to shake off up. It took several to a greater extent deglutition. While she managed to keep open it down, she could not cook the expression of disgust that washed over her face. That expression seemed to turn over Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her tomentum."I guess you earned that meal. Eat up."He kicked the ash gray bowl of food in front of her.
He started to walk out of the room.
"Master…. can you delight untie my arms"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that food like the bitch that you are. Do you read that ?"
Kristen knew break 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 human knee. Eating out of a doggie arena was yet another abasement, but one that she was willing to dwell with. She shoved her mouth deep in to the arena. By the time she was done, the bowl was licked clean. So was the floor where the cast bits of solid food fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side of meat. The concrete floor was hard and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get comfortable. She has given up struggling and screaming for helper. Even tears were no yearner an choice. She curled herself in the fetal position. Her teeth chattered and her organic structure shook from the cold. Eventually debilitation won over and she passed out.
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When the phone of the door opening and the bright lights woke her, she did not cognise where she was. She was hoping that the repulsion of the night before were just a bad dream. When she managed to open her eyes, she fell into despair once again.
Her trunk ached all over. Her stub buttock still stung rom the drubbing. Her pussy felt sore from the violation. She could barely find her hands.
Robert and the masked man entered the room.
"Mr. Smith is going to unbrace you, but only if you promise to acquit yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to verbalize, but found her pharynx to be completely dry. She nodded her listen instead. Mr. Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the knots. Robert approached the little girl with a bottle of piddle and some wet wipes.
"You must be thirsty"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her urine, Robert started cleaning her face with the wipe. Kristen was a pile. Her hair was disheveled, desiccated binge, saliva and spot of food covered her face.
Robert was very gentle with her. This was not the Saame man that raped her the night before.
"I never really cared for your makeup or your Goth flavour, you know"he said casually, brushing her retentive, reddish brown haircloth,"You are a natural beauty. You should not hide your features ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the early shoe to drop. She tried to look calm, but her intellect was screaming, panicking.
Mr. Kathryn Elizabeth Smith undid her bonds. Kristen was able to move her hands for the outset meter in many minute. She gasped as botheration scene through her arms. It would admit a spell to recover their full phase of the moon mobility.
Mr. Smith turned away from her, putting the roach away in his bag. Soon after, Henry M. Robert turned away as well, walking over to the food waste and checking his phone.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely unloosen. Moreover, the grave door was open air and unobstructed. The hale process took only a few sec, but Kristen decided to make a run for it.
Her legs were sore and painful. Her sensation 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 various times before reaching the steps. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the stairs. Her idea was racing. She was afraid to wait back. She just kept on going. After climbing the stairs for what seemed like an eternity, she reached a door. She pulled on the handle, but the door would not give. She pounded on the door, she screamed for help, but nothing helped. Whatever strength carried her up the stair was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the door and started crying. She hugged her articulatio genus and rocked back and forth, not knowing what to do next.
A few minutes later she heard the footfall coming from below. The stride were deliberate, absent urgency or panic. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, intensiveness hidden in that calm air voice.
"Henry Martyn Robert, please. Let's talk about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded smack made her see stars.
"Do you enjoy lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you importune on betraying me at every turning ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her binge flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Henry Martyn Robert grabbed a handful of Kristen's hair and pulled her to her feet.
"I ask you to conduct and you run from me ! ! ! How am I supposed to trust you ?"screamed Robert.
He started dragging her down the step by her scalp. Kristen continued to stifle on her own sobs, grabbing at the rampart to keep her balance.
"You are a traitorous, backstabbing lady of pleasure. I extended you a piffling kindness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to believe you ever again ?"
When they reached the chamber, Robert threw Kristen on the floor.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the uncontrollable sobs
"Words, Kristen, just countersign ! Your actions speak otherwise !"spat out Robert.
He then addressed to the mask man ;"Mr. Kathryn Elizabeth 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 Saame to her human elbow. He then tied a longsighted piece of rope to Kristen's articulatio radiocarpea and hooked the former end on the ceiling block. He pulled the rophy tight enough to grow the girl's wrists as high as her shoulders, but allowed Kristen to continue to resist up straight.
Mr. David Roland Smith then brought out a 3 foot farseeing metallic element perch with straps attached to each end. The pole was attached to the articulatio talocruralis, leaving Kristen's legs spread. The pack 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 find fault but yourself ”. lash in hand, he took a swing at Kristen's body. Kristen let out an agonize screeching. A big red welt started to look across her abdomen. Another golf shot of the whip, another meretricious scream, another red wheal. Kristen was quickly brought to bout. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 whips across the abdomen, Robert walked behind the little girl and started whipping her binding. Sir Thomas More screams followed.
"The get-go 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in front end of Kristen once more. His future golf stroke was aimed squarely at her boob. The annoyance was so intense, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The side by side 10 are for trying to bunk ”. The whiplash continued to ravage Kristen's breasts, especially her now ultra-sensitive mammilla. By the time the 20th gust landed, Kristen was in utter hysterics.
"Now, for the fun part"said Robert
With that he took out two clinch. He attached weights to them. Each system of weights was the sizing of a golf game ball and count thrice as very much. He pulled and flicked Kristen's teat to excite them. Kristen let out a flashy squeals. When the pap clamps were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's groan grew louder."Remember,"said Robert,"activeness have consequences ”.
He waked behind the trussed up girl. A spry unzipping sound and she was skewered by Henry M. Robert's member.
His jabbing were poor and spry. The waves of delight pulsed from her puss to the respite of her eubstance. Meanwhile the sharp pain from the mamilla clamp radiated through her bureau. The mixture of pain and pleasure confused Kristen and sent her dead body reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not understand how she was getting off from rape, but it was the world. The poor girl tried to suppress the sexual climax but nothing worked. Her breaths became buy at and shoal. Her body started to go into convulsion. sudor rolled down her edge limbs.
She was nearing release and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her capitulum. zilch worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic scream. Soon after she heard Robert's pleasurable scream. For a while the room was filled with sounds of heavy respiration. Then Robert stood in figurehead of Kristen, his member still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juice and spermatozoan.
"metre to clean it off"he said before sticking his hawkshaw in her mouth. The ring gag made it impossible to motivate her jaw and hard to swallow.
"Lick it off, squawk"Robert said as he inserted his member deeper into her oral fissure. Kristen did her best to lick it, but the ooze just stayed in her sassing.
It took half an time of day to solve it off completely. Henry M. Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a lash. He brushed it up against Kristen's look. A sadistic look washed over his face.
"Now, lets talk about that coming. You did get one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her straits.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to have one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her head, her body starting to tremble.
"You do not piss, you do not grass, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Robert walked around Kristen's spring frame. Whipped her 5 clip, thong coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her breath and tried not to shout out.
"Now, you will put up there for a while and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to pass out or strike asleep. You will dislocate your articulatio humeri if you do."said Robert as he walked out of the elbow room. The grave room access slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the dark. She hated the dark. There was zip but painfulness in the dark. The nipple clamps still tugged at her sore nipples. The ringing gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the perceptiveness of her own vaginal juices 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 Robert again.


She had no idea how long it took for Henry M. Robert to come back. When he did, he brought food and water with him.
"have you learned your lesson, Kristen ?"
Kristen shook her head affirmatively.
"Are you ever going to lie to me or disobey me again ?
Kristen shook her top dog no.
"That's my lady friend"said Robert, petting her on the back of her head and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the mob gag. Kristen managed to thrash her dehydrated backtalk. He untied her articulatio radiocarpea from the ceiling rope and undid the shoulder strap separating her ankles. Kristen collapsed on the floor. She licked dry lips.
She did not involve any reminders to do it what to do next.
"Thank you… sea captain. May I …please suck your turncock"
Robert smiled and took off his knickers. Kristen knew what to do. She took his sock in her lip like an ice cream conoid. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her lip. She swallowed it as far as her throat would allow.
When she felt the dick starting line to pulsate, she redoubled her efforts. And when the hot cum exploded in her mouth, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the juices, licking Robert's slam clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Henry M. Robert was yarn-dye.
He went back up the step and came down with a blanket.
"This is for being a good girl. Now, Eat. We have a long day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that dental plate clean and jerk. She then laid down on the mantle. Her wrists and shoulder joint were still tied behind her. But she was getting used to that. Just yesterday she would give birth been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to reject. She has given up trying to fight. Most of all, she was earnestly afraid of disappointing Robert.
She fell asleep on the blanket
The flickering visible light woke Kristen up. Her eubstance ached all over. Her labia, her nates cheeks and her breasts all stung from the day before. Still, her affectionateness fluttered when she saw Henry M. Robert base on balls into the room. She was determined to obey him this meter. Whether it was out of fright or genuine affection, she did not know. Much like her reactions to pleasure and pain in the utmost 2 twenty-four hour period, this one was not easily explainable.
Robert started to clean her grimace and brush her whisker 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, sweetie"said Henry M. Robert. His tone was serene and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, master"Kristen responded. Was it true ? Did she mean it ? Kristen was not certainly what to think.
"And you would do anything to test it, wouldn't you ?"Henry M. Robert continued
"Yes, skipper"
"I will do things to you today, Some of them painful. I want you to know that I am not punishing you. I am simply seeing if you love me. I love you Kristen. I don't like to hurt you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes captain"She did not know what to believe anymore.
Robert took out a couple of handlock and secured Kristen's hands behind her back."Good, now, take up my cock."
Kristen did not call for 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 lingua licked and caressed every in of that penis. She sucked up the pre ejaculate juices. When the Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her mouth.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you want me to do ?"
Henry Martyn Robert did not skip a beat."Suck my lump, slave"
Kristen complied without interrogative sentence. Taking the pouch in her mouth, she proceeded to massage it with her tongue and lips. She sucked the balls plum, filling her lip with their salty mouthful. This was just to head off penalty, she told herself. But somewhere deep inside she began to like these nasty games.
"Good girl."Robert decided this was adequate pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her foot. It was then that the lady friend noticed a long roach running across the room. gnarl were tied all along the length of the rophy. Rope was set about waist luxuriously.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her forefront. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Smith to get Kristen ready. Mr. Smith took out a bollock gag, tit clamp and 2 sets of weights. He put on the gag and clipped the weight to Kristen's nipples. He then directed Kristen toward the Mexican valium. He helped her swing one of her branch over the rope. He then made sure as shooting that Kristen's pussycat brim were hugging the rope.
Robert stood on the other side of the rope.
"This is a cartel exercise, Kristen. You will walk toward me, when you reach me, I'll take off a piece of appurtenance. Start when you are ready ”.
Kristen felt the pain in the neck as soon as she started moving. She had to stand on her toes to keep the Mexican valium from digging in too deep, but that did not serve 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 thing Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the first knot. Kristen could not help but let out an agonized scream. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the rope 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 R-2 she had to conquer another knot. By the time she reached Robert, Kristen was cook to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulders, kissing her on the os frontale and taking off her chunk gag."Very in force. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll scratch line to exact off the weights on the tit simoleons ”.
Kristen was ready to open up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine loyalty to her captor ? She did not know.
Kristen struggled over every knot, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her awareness from the painfulness on a few occasions. But she completed the cycle not once, but four more times. When Robert finally took her off the rope, she cried bout of joy.
"Thank you, master"she said as Henry M. Robert
"On your stifle"commanded Robert.
He sat behind the keeling Kristen and pulled out a vibrator. Kristen gasped at the plenty of the instrument but said nothing.
"Do you want it, slave ? Do you need me to get you off ?
Holy Scripture came out o her mouth before Kristen could even think them"Yes master"
"Then you have to earn it. seduce your hired man useful"
Kristen's hands were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Robert twisted one of her mammilla with his strong fingerbreadth."Stupid girl, you should do it what I want !"
Using the early hand he directed Kristen's bound hands toward his bulging member. His pants were still on.
"Stroke it, you little woman of the street ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his overeat member underneath his pants
"goooooood"he said"now you get a reward. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's pussy, shoved it in and turned it on.
wafture of pleasure started to ripple from her genitalia to the rest of her body. Kristen let out minor moans of pleasure.
"You like that, you little filth ?"asked Robert.
"yessss master"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to comminute against the vibrator. Her hands were still busy rubbing his dick.
"Is it as serious as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Robert. Caught off safeguard, Kristen stiffened. The grinding stopped. She held her breath.

Another tight power play and pull on her nipple elicited and garish 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 hair, pulling her heading back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Henry M. Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to wail
"Now answer again, did you bask this as much when Rupert did this ?"Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely confused about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Henry Martyn Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's kitty
Kristen, still on sentry duty, 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 jockey on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know master"
A painful pinch of her nipple made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little fancy woman"Robert whispered in the miss's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"good, Kristen, good. You are finally being fair with me."
Henry M. Robert continued to get Kristen's sex. She was getting More and more energize. Her ventilation started to get laboured. She started to sweat. The most surprising thing for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new fuck toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes maestro ”. Her heart rate was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to spread through her trunk. Her breathing was becoming Thomas More and more than acute. She was grinding against the vibrator with to a greater extent and more fervor. The Sami fervor drove Kristen to rub Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you live what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, overlord"
Henry Martyn Robert Twisted her nipple. Kristen moaned
"You are smarter than that, Kristen."He hissed in her spike,"Try again"
"A cheater, passe-partout !"
"NO ! Try again !"Robert twisted her nipple one more time. Kristen threw her headway back, repressing a screaming. It was still afflictive. But was she starting to like it ?
"A WHORE, master key !"Kristen was moaning. Her down jaw became stiff. Rubbing herself ever harder against Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, Master ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Henry M. Robert's helping hand that was rubbing her chest and pinching her nipples. Robert stood in front man of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her breasts were rising up and down dramatically. A look of surprisal, frustration and disappointment washed over her cheek."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the trueness shall set you free"said Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a working girl, Kristen."
"Yes, lord"Kristen looked down, averting 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 throat. speech came out like a flood."Punish me, lord. Spank me, rack up me, do anything you want with me, passe-partout ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty woman of the street, I deserve penalisation !"
Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her hair, pulled her to her invertebrate foot and shoved her against the bulwark.
"standstill STILL !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in fear. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Henry Martyn Robert swung the whiplash and landed a savage gust against Kristen's knocker. Kristen opened her mouth to yell, but stifled it in the terminal second. She bent her stifle from the botheration, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Robert was readying another arduous coke. Kristen looked away and shut her optic, holding her breather and anticipating another blow. The reverse came, even more painful than the first gear. Her frame hang, and an agonise howler escaped her mouth. Red wheal started to appear on her boob. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 more blows came. Kristen suppressed her urge to holler, only occasionally letting out a whine. Despite the hurting, her nipples were erect and her pussy was wet.
Henry Martyn Robert threw down the lash and walked over Kristen. He stood over her trembling conformation. Kristen looked away, not wanting to meet Robert's gaze. Robert grabbed a handful of her aright breast and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's fingers slid down to her nipple. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the exposed mammary. Kristen let out a moan. Her breasts were sore from the whipping. Her skin seemed like it was on attack.
"Would you like me to kibosh ?"Henry M. Robert asked gently
"No, captain"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Henry M. Robert grabbed the early breast, squeezing it in a exchangeable mode. This time he bent down, took the nipple in the lip and started licking the sore nipple. Another groan escaped Kristen's mouth. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not bear the will to fight down it. Robert bit down on the mamilla. Kristen screamed. Her breather was ragged.
"Do you need me to block off ?"
"No, passe-partout"
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 doubt. She realized just how display she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Robert extended his middle fingerbreadth and thrust it inside Kristen. Kristen's body shuddered. Robert continued to push up, first slowly, then with increasing pep pill. It did not contain long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out long erotic groan. She breathed heavily from her mouthpiece. She got up on her toes, fix to lose control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM MASTER ! ! !"she screamed.
Robert quickly took his finger out of her pussy. Breathing raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a look of great frustration, but thought better about saying anything. Robert only showed her his midway finger, one used to institute her so agonizingly unaired to an orgasm.
"Lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the digit, as if she would a penis. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Henry Martyn Robert took off his pants. He grabbed Kristen's throat and squeezed. Kristen could not emit. Pinning her to the wall, he thrust his dick deep in her vagina. Kristen would have screamed, had she been able to take a breath. Robert lifted Kristen off the ground with the powerful jab of his articulatio coxae. One, two, three stiff, deliberated 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 throat. The rush of roue back into her brain only doubled the orgasmic sensation. Kristen took a deep breathing time and let out a several long, erotic moan. Her body went limp from the pleasurable rush. Kristen's juice rand down her leg and thigh. It took her almost 30 minute to start breathing normally. She was exhausted. Henry M. Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the wretched girl over to her blanket and laying her down feather on it.
All Kristen could do was look at him. She was still breathing heavily, an occasional moan escaping her pharynx. She was laying limp on the base, strand of tomentum obscuring her boldness. Her pocket-size, fill out breasts were rising and falling quickly.
Robert was done as well. He turned toward the door, picking up pieces of paraphernalia on the way out.
"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"
"superior, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to apologize !"
Henry M. Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprise in his voice.
"I am sorry I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so good to me. You were the perfect fellow. I just knew that you were going to offer to me…"
Henry M. Robert could see that Kristen was becoming Thomas More and more emotional. Every judgment of conviction was filled with Sir Thomas More and more hysterics. She was getting to the brink of crying. He walked back and knelt beside her.
"… I loved you with all my bosom. But I was scared that my life was ending. I wanted to be wild and free. When Prince Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
Tears started to seem in her oculus.
"I just wanted to be bad and naughty. Oh, GOD, Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to pain you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced row. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am gloomy ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, lord, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Robert took her head in his munition and kissed her on the forehead"
"Kristen, do you sleep together me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer words than these."Yes master, with all my bosom ”.
"Then you will await for me here. Do you translate ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her expression."Yes, master ”.
As the heavy room access closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the dark. She hated the dark. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nix more than to be with her master. She fell asleep, crying. Her sobs eventually melted away into deep sleep.
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"She woke up to the familiar sound of the opening room access. Henry M. Robert entered the room. Her get word fluttered. She even allowed herself a smiling.
Robert went through his normal routine without saying a work. He brushed her hair's-breadth and wiped her naked body down with wet cloth. Kristen was trying to look into his eyes, to find a clew to his humor. She found nothing.
She was even more nonplus when, upon finishing the hygiene bit, Robert produced a small key and unlocked her handcuffs. Kristen rubbed her sore carpus, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some clothes in front of her."Put these on and gather me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the skinny blue jean. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her home. I seemed like an eternity ago. In another life history, perhaps.
Robert disappeared up the stairs. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The clothes felt alienate to her. So was the feeling of ambulating under her own major power. She went through the leaden doorway way and up the stairs. She reached the second doorway, one that kept her from escaping. This prison term the threshold was clear all-encompassing. She climbed some more stairs and reached the top. She saw Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with spectacles."Is that the rope skipper ?"she thought.
"I am almost done slave. Sit by me"Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now think, the process is not complete"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 window. She has not seen the outdoor humanity for daytime. Already it seemed foreign to her.
Robert shook the man's hand and turned his gaze to Kristen.
"seed, slave. We have a lot to babble about"
"Yes, master ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one hold out favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am aware that you run in the Lapplander dress circle as one Michael Bay. If you could turn over him my card and narrate him that I could solve his Megan Fox problem, I would be very much obliged."
A week later the Hollywood culture medium broke the narration :"Kristen Jimmy Stewart and Henry M. Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an interview.
Mr. David Roland Smith saw a familiar face on TV and turned up the volume"I was stupid and selfish. I made a huge mistake. Henry M. Robert was sort plenty to remove me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The medium hailed it as a news report of buyback, of erotic love surviving the ultimate examination. Only a trained eye could see the unfeigned story : Ms. Jimmy Stewart's posture when she sat next to Mr. Pattison, the subservient manner in which she addressed him on camera, the fast looks she gave Robert while silently seeking permission to verbalize to the interviewer. Kristen Stewart, the Hollywood bad young woman, was completely dominated, submissive to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The headphone rang ;"Stockholm manufacture, Smith speaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's commodity to spill to you. Sure, coming together on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until following time… .