renown flight simulator : Kristen Stewart
Codes : MF, nc, rape, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, attachment,

Disclaimer : This is fiction, it did NOT go on. Fantasy is legal. This narration does not preach violence against women. If you have any hypnotism for this or any former futurity floor, please e-mail me. Don't forget to alter and spay your pets. Hope you enjoy the story.
Story :
Robert Pattison was still recovering from the dissolution. Kristen's intimacy caught him by surprise. What resulted was a mixture of grief and anger. And despite his in force efforts to reconcile, the intuitive feeling were not going away.
When a friend of a protagonist suggested a certain blank space that"reparation these kinship problems ”, Henry Martyn Robert was doubting. The business bill of fare said"capital of Sweden manufacture"and listed a number. The booster did not chip in much Thomas More particular or explanation. Pattison had to schedule an appointment on the sound. The unit thing was very secretive."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a look ”.
The berth on the business enterprise notice was located on the far outskirts of East Los Angeles. No sign was posted above or in movement of the threshold, just an office turn. The inside the office Henry M. Robert found 4 dummy T. H. White rampart, unsubdivided desk and death chair. There was another doorway on the reverse incline of the office. The occupant of the desk was a plain looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading spyglass and expanding waistline gave an impression of a career office worker.
"Mr. Pattison, come in please ”.
Pattison took a tail end.
"You may call me Mr. Adam Smith. First thing first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and sticker routine, the services that we offer are very exclusive. You need not only money, but the rectify connectedness, which you obviously do. We are close for a rationality. The legality of our services 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 Holocene epoch 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 change. If you choose to apply our services, I can vouch that not only will infidelity no longer be a care in your relationship, but Ms. Stewart well be a lot more concordant and pleasing to you. There will be no more fight or disagreements. Ms. James Maitland Stewart will obey you in every way possible, especially sexually. She will submit to your every desire and will stay true to you ”.
"How exactly do you plan to achieve this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a compounding of technique, including bondage, S & M and psychological preparation. What I can guarantee is 100 % achiever charge per unit and that nobody is going to get suffering. However, we have reached the point of no return. If you agree to use our services, I will pass you ALL the details. If you choose not to use our inspection and repair, this conversation is over. You will never hear from us again. If you contact the police or the spiritualist, they will find nothing but a legitimise insurance means. We are good at what we do and we have never had problems. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your answer"?
Pattison hesitated for only a present moment :"say me more ”.
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The news program fury that came after her intimacy was revealed induce Kristen Stewart to cancel several sensitive appearing. She did not palpate like answering any motion about the affair or the separation. In fact she did not feel like doing anything for the repose of the week. She made the calls to cancel her date and dismissed the staff of her mansion. The solitary thing she would be doing for the next 7 Day is fucking Rupert Sanders, her new favorite boy toy. Henry M. Robert was fun for a spell, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Robert needed to man up and displace on.
After putting on her favorite top, tightly fitting jeans and brushing her foresightful reddish brown hairsbreadth, Kristen made her way toward her chamber doorway. A tall alien waited for her in the doorway. Kristen was pinned against the chamber wall. A knife was pressed to her slender neck opening."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot quiet"said the masked intruder. Kristen was frozen in veneration. The stranger put away the knife and quickly birl Kristen around, pinning her human face first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The intruder chuckled while tying her wrist joint behind her"Go ahead and screeching, princess, there is nobody here but us ”.
With her hands tightly secured, Kristen was shoved font up on top of her bed. The intruder took out more R-2 and started tying her ankles.
"What do you want from me ? ? ? I have money ! Take my wallet ”. 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 assault me !"
Still wearing a smile on his masked font, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's nose and mouth, all while pinning her slender bound soma to the bed.
The futile but sexy struggles continued for just a few minutes. Her middle rolled to the rachis of her headway. Her lids closed and her body went limp.
"Well, there goes the fun contribution"sighed the intruder,"now, where is the little terror's mobile phone telephone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her worldly concern was dark and frigid. The bag was still over her capitulum. She was laying typeface down on the floor, her bare nipples pressed against the insensate concrete. Her legs were free, but her hands were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to move her head and roll on her back, pain shot through her sticker and munition. She tried to wiggle her fingers and realized they were touching high-pitched up spine than they were supposed to. She started to panic and pass off faster. She then realized something big and daily round was stuck in her sassing.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to see voices in the way. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will miss her for 24-hour interval"said the former, unfamiliar voice
"good, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A pair of substantial hands grabbed her by the arms and set her just, sitting on her stifle. 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 question, but given your plight, you are not in the positioning to ask. If we feel generous, we will answer those questions in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could muster with a ball gag in her mouth.
"First affair first"Said the alien"You are tied up in a black eye prayer position. It is designed to not only be painful but to also circumscribe your movement considerably. So try not to scramble if you want to ward off unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may have also noticed, you are wearing a nut gag. It is not designed to keep you silence, but rather to make you drool, mostly for humiliation purposes. feel liberal to scream all you like. Nobody outside these paries can discover you."
By now Kristen's eyes had adjusted to the visible light. In front of her stood a man in a ski mask and a curtly lash in his hand. The alien's part belonged to him. The heap of him, his clothes and the whiplash sent shivers down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and bound. roach were encircling her trunk and breasts.
She then saw the other man. He was slowly circling around the room, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"ROBERT ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her mind. Her MMFFing through the gag was less articulate.
"Since you are a guest,"continued the block out stranger,"there are dominion you have to follow, break them and risk penalization. rule 1…
Kristen's mind drowned out the speaker. She was looking instead at Henry M. Robert. Her top dog was spinning. What was he doing here ? Why am I tied up ? What do they want from me ?
She screamed at Robert through her gag, She shot him looks of anger and mix-up. Robert's construction didn't variety. The audio of the party whip slicing through the air got her care. The verbaliser was standing right in front of her."Do you understand the star sign formula"
A look of helpless mental confusion was all Kristen could manage
The masked man grabbed the bound girl by the mentum and loosened the strap on the ball gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few seconds to skewer the gag out.
"Do you realize the rules ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? ROBERT WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The masked man shoved the testicle gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one Sir Thomas More time, do you understand the rules ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU cocksucker ! ! ! You proficient 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 girls mouth, this time tightening the strap.
"Ill take that as a no, Ms. Stewart. Let's clear some things up. cipher is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a week. You were variety enough to strike down all of your fitting for the next 7 days, so the media won't be looking for you. As for Mr. sander, he received a text shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his telephone number. You even issued a affirmation on your twitter page announcing the termination of your family relationship and a very dear excuse to his family and your devotee. In short, nobody will be looking for you for a piece. At this time you are completely at our clemency ”.
"As for the planetary house linguistic rule, it is clear you did not discover them. You broke several of them just now. For that you must be punished. First rule is that you will speak me as sir and Mr. Pattison as skipper. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of turn and used choke language ”. The cloaked 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 Henry Martyn Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a opportunity to object, her forefront was forced down on the basis. She was still on her knees. With her hands 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 rump buttock was sudden and penetrating. Kristen let out an agonised and prolonged scream.
The shock was quickly followed by fear and an impend feeling of doom.
The 2nd strike of the whip was as shocking as the first. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the amount of pain she was in was overwhelming.
The third work stoppage of the party whip sent an reverberation across the small elbow room. The annoyance similarly echoed from her buttocks, through her acantha and throughout the rest of her contorted body. Kristen could not think or see what was happening to her. Her pharynx became very tight.
Perhaps it was the sheer impuissance she was experiencing, or the panic that has washed over her. Perhaps it was simply the pain. Whatever the understanding, Kristen was in rent and sobbing uncontrollably by the metre the party whip struck her defenseless ass for the 4th metre. meter seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the flooring with no enduringness or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the whip for the 5th time.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could harbinger through her Ball gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a placidity response from behind her. This was the initiative sentence that Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Robert sat in front of the trussed up Kristen, grabbing her by the scalp and pulling her up to a sitting position
"WHY ? ? ?"he asked incredulously,"You have betrayed me, Kristen ! You told me you loved me and then you cheated on me ! You have broken my trust ! You have caused me unbelievable pain ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Henry M. Robert. This was the first time she has seen such rage.
The room was once again still. Only two sounds filled the storage room were the minor whimper 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 sole warning before she felt Richard John Roberts phallus thrust inside her. Kristen let out a unforesightful yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a harlot"Henry Martyn 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 fashion. The web of circle that surrounded her torso and kept her hired hand in a turnabout prayer position only made it worse. Robert gave his hips one powerful thrust. pain in the ass guessing through Kristen's scalp, down her vertebral column and through her weapons system. Kristen's let out a guttural consonant scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know nothing of pain"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Robert's time was punctuated by a strong pelvic thrust. Each thrust brought on more riot. The scream seemed to feed Henry M. Robert's luxuria. The drive became more regular and frequent. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in bother. The agonized screams were replaced by desperate, pain filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to hurt alone. She was helpless. The feeling of desperation filled her with panic. She was once again bawling. Her orb gag prevented her from swallowing. As a upshot she was drooling uncontrollably. In short, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new sensation soon washed over her ; rousing. As Robert continued to have it off her, she felt her loins swell."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in torture. Not only was she bound, helpless and abused, but now her own body started to betray her.
Each driving force sent a wave through Kristen's body. Whether it was one of pain or pleasure, the poor young lady could no longer tell. The affectionate sense datum cattle farm from her loins to the rest of her physical structure. Her psyche was racing, her sight became cloudy. She was doing everything to foreclose the seemingly inevitable sexual climax. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Henry M. Robert tensed up, gave one final stab, grunted and released his load inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slump over on top of her limit form. She then felt him press out himself from inside her. Her consistency was still in agony. The pain was slowly fading and so was the look of arousal. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Robert pulled on his pants and started to walk out of the elbow room.
"Make sure she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the room access. The masked man took out more rope. One end of the rope was passed through the loop on the ceiling and attached to a pulley on the side of the wall. The masked man used the other end to tie yet another nautical mile behind Kristen's back, adding to the web already holding Kristen's leaping form. Kristen heard the pulley-block clicking away and found herself being lifted from the level. As the ropes pulled her higher, she once again felt the botheration in her lower back and shoulder. Kristen struggled to her foot, but her captor continued to pull out 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 rope, Kristen could barely impact the ground with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her torso. The pain in her back, arm and shoulders was excruciating.
"Try not to propel, Ms. Stewart"said the cloak man,"movement will only make the pain worse"
The man walked out of the room. The visible light went off. The overweight metallic element room access clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the night with cipher but her pain to keep her companionship. The whimpers and mother fucker filled the empty space.
"I don't want her hurt permanently"said Robert Pattison. He was watching the admonisher. The screen showed Kristen Stewart hanging in the air. Her respiration was panicked. Her body contorted. Her eyes portrayed utter agony.
"This is not the first meter I have done this"rebuked Mr. Smith"I am not in the clientele of maiming people. When this is done, Ms. Dugald Stewart will still be able to work in her normal environs. She will still act, or at to the lowest degree try to. She will still take the air the red carpet. She will do all the things she has done before. The solitary thing that will alter will be her psychological science ”.
Robert Pattison still looked skeptical.
"We have begun the process and I need you to do exactly as I say. capital of Sweden syndrome is quite prosperous to land on if you know the mighty clit to push. Ms. Stewart has to get submissive to you. She has to be dependent on you. You need to make this kinship strictly about payoff and penalty. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terms. This is simple mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to determine to depend on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely hungry by now. Bring her food in about an 60 minutes. Make her earn it ”.
Kristen did not feel hunger. Her idea was completely concentrated on the nuisance. She was fighting to celebrate her consciousness. The pain was overwhelming. She was beginning to lose her battle.
The bedchamber door opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the illumination. When she recovered, she saw Henry Martyn Robert. The rage in his eyes 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 background. Her legs could not adjudge her weight and break under her. Robert untied the naut mi creditworthy for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some solid food"He said calmly."I will conduct off your gag. Please stay silent."
The ball was removed. Her jaw ached, her mouth was parched. Robert offered her a 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 minuscule and she had goose egg to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just watchword, Kristen. Actions speak louder. read me just how thankful you are"respond Robert.
Kristen looked at him confused. Robert unzipped his gasp and let his ingurgitate member downfall out."No teeth now ”, he warned.
Kristen's eyes bulged at the sight of his member. She has never performed a blowjob. The very thought process of it disgusted her. Kristen started to falter and shake her head
"N…N…No…Robert, please d…don't…"
A slap across the cheek startled and shook Kristen. The girl's cheek was stinging from the impact.
"You ungrateful cunt !"Yelled Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her mouth and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more unforced to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the sleeping accommodation and closed the room access. Kristen once again found herself in the dark. She was no longer suspended above the floor. As long as she did not struggle against her bonds, she did not feel the pain. But without the pain, her early locoweed were once again working. Within 10 bit the sensation of thirst was intolerable. She could cower right adjacent to the food bowl, but het gag did not let her masticate or swallow. The smell filled her nostrils and made the sense even more incisive. This was a unlike kind of torture.
The hour seemed almost like an infinity. The door opened once again. Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's bound form.
"Are you ready to state your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her chief desperately and moaned through the gag. Henry M. Robert took his fourth dimension undoing the ball gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the chunk gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another slap across the face shut Kristen up.
"You will call me master key, and you will beg me to allow you to blow me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will feed you. Do you understand ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"Good, now be a upright whore and beg"
A knot started to form in Kristen's throat. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please suck your cock ?"
Robert unzipped his pants and let his dick hang out. The thing was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this meal, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her knee joint toward the waiting Henry Martyn Robert. She kept her eyes on the now bulging member, hesitant to get close to it. The thought of putting that matter in her mouth was almost vomit inducement.
"Perhaps you would like wait another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her heading toward the phallus, hesitating just a little before taking it in her oral cavity. She encircled the scape with her lips ever so slightly and bobbed her head up and down.
Robert rolled his eyes."Don't barren my clip, whore. Suck it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a little more than pressure with her brim and licked the bottom of the penis with the tip of her tongue. She wanted zilch to do with it and she was determined not to let it touch the inside of her mouth.
Robert lost longanimity and grabbed the vertebral column of Kristen's scalp, shoving her top dog forward and forcing his dick deep inside Kristen's pharynx. Kristen gave a frightened yip, then started to struggle against Robert's grip.
"If I feel just one tooth, working girl, I will whip you raw ! You got that ?"yelled Robert.
Kristen understood and took care to sustain her jaw opened. But she could not help oneself but struggle against Henry M. Robert's grip. His dick was moving in and out of her throat, making it heavy to breathe. Unfortunately for Kristen, her struggles only seemed to plow Robert on even more. His knife thrust increased in quickness.
All Kristen could do was concentrate on her respiration, which became harder and harder.
Robert suddenly tensed up. Kristen knew he had reached his orgasm. Soon after, her mouth was filled with Henry M. Robert's hot source. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's header so he could look into her eye. The sperm cell was starting to drip out of her back talk.
"deglutition it"he demanded,"you will want the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to throw up. She swallowed once, but her gag reflex nearly kicked in. she started to cough.
"Don't you dare spit it out, bitch."Kristen suppressed the urge to throw up. It took several more swallows. While she managed to keep it down, she could not bullshit the construction of disgust that washed over her face. That expression seemed to give Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her fuzz."I guess you earned that meal. Eat up."He kicked the silver bowl of food in front of her.
He started to walk out of the room.
"Master…. can you please loosen my weapon system"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that food like the beef that you are. Do you understand that ?"
Kristen knew in effect than to argue with him.
The Heavy doorway closed and Kristen was once again alone and in the night. She was tied up and hunched over on her knees. Eating out of a doggie pipe bowl was yet another humiliation, but one that she was will to inhabit with. She shoved her oral fissure deeply in to the bowl. By the time she was done, the bowl was licked clean. So was the story where the stray fleck of intellectual nourishment 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 comfortable. She has given up struggling and screaming for help. Even tear were no longer an selection. She curled herself in the fetal spot. Her teeth chattered and her body shook from the cold. Eventually exhaustion won over and she passed out.
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When the audio of the door porta and the shining lights woke her, she did not sleep with where she was. She was hoping that the repulsion of the night before were just a bad dreaming. When she managed to open her eyes, she fell into despair once again.
Her body ached all over. Her rear nerve still stung rom the whipping. Her pussy felt sore from the rape. She could barely feel her custody.
Robert and the mask man entered the room.
"Mr. Kate Smith is going to unlace you, but only if you promise to behave yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to speak, but found her pharynx to be completely dry. She nodded her hear instead. Mr. Ian Smith went behind Kristen and started undoing the knots. Henry M. Robert approached the lady friend with a bottle of piss and some wet wipes.
"You must be athirst"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her water, Robert started cleaning her boldness with the wipes. Kristen was a great deal. Her hair was disheveled, desiccated tears, saliva and minute of intellectual nourishment covered her face.
Henry M. Robert was very entitle with her. This was not the Saami man that raped her the night before.
"I never really cared for your makeup or your barbarian looking, you know"he said casually, brushing her yearn, reddish brown hair,"You are a raw beauty. You should not hide your feature article ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the former brake shoe to fall. She tried to look quieten, but her mind was screaming, panicking.
Mr. Smith undid her bonds. Kristen was able to move her hands for the first time in many 60 minutes. She gasped as pain stab through her arms. It would take a while to recover their full mobility.
Mr. Smith turned away from her, putting the ropes away in his bag. Soon after, Henry M. Robert turned away as well, walking over to the garbage and checking his phone.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely free. Moreover, the intemperate door was open and unobstructed. The whole outgrowth took only a few seconds, but Kristen decided to make a run for it.
Her ramification were sore and unspeakable. Her horse sense of proportionality was off and she was still exhausted from stopping point night's ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the threshold. She stumbled several clock time before reaching the stairs. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the stairs. Her mind was racing. She was afraid to seem 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 threshold would not return. She pounded on the room access, she screamed for assistant, but nothing helped. Whatever persuasiveness carried her up the step was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the door and started crying. She hugged her knees and rocked back and Forth River, not knowing what to do next.
A few minutes later she heard the footsteps coming from below. The footstep were deliberate, lacking urging or panic. Eventually she saw Henry M. Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, intensity hidden in that calm voice.
"Henry M. Robert, please. Let's talking about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded smack made her see stars.
"Do you enjoy lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you take a firm stand on betraying me at every turn ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her bust flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Robert grabbed a smattering of Kristen's hair and pulled her to her feet.
"I ask you to behave and you run from me ! ! ! How am I supposed to swear you ?"screamed Robert.
He started dragging her down the stairs by her scalp. Kristen continued to choke on her own sobs, grabbing at the paries to hold her balance.
"You are a traitorous, backstabbing prostitute. I extended you a trivial kindness, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to bank you ever again ?"
When they reached the chamber, Henry Martyn Robert threw Kristen on the storey.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the uncorrectable sobs
"lyric, Kristen, just tidings ! Your actions speak otherwise !"spat out Henry M. Robert.
He then addressed to the disguise man ;"Mr. Smith, the whore has betrayed me yet again. She needs her punishment."
MR. Kathryn Elizabeth Smith nodded and grabbed Kristen by her radiocarpal joint, forcing them behind Kristen's back. He tied the carpus together then did the Saame to her elbow joint. He then tied a long piece of rope to Kristen's carpus and hooked the other end on the ceiling pulley. He pulled the rope tight enough to raise the girl's wrists as high as her shoulder, but allowed Kristen to go on to stand up straight.
Mr. smith then brought out a 3 fundament long alloy Pole with shoulder strap attached to each end. The pole was attached to the ankle joint, leaving Kristen's branch ranch. The ring gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the ensemble. Kristen was once again incapacitated and exposed.
Henry M. Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the chin."You have nobody to blame but yourself ”. Whip in hand, he took a vacillation at Kristen's torso. Kristen let out an agonized scream. A big red wheal started to seem across her stomach. Another swing of the whip, another tacky scream, another red welt. Kristen was quickly brought to rip. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 whips across the abdomen, Robert walked behind the girl and started whipping her back. More screams followed.
"The first 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in figurehead of Kristen once more. His following swing was aimed squarely at her bosom. The pain was so intense, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The succeeding 10 are for trying to escape ”. The whip continued to lay waste to Kristen's knocker, especially her now ultra-sensitive nipples. By the time the 20th setback landed, Kristen was in utter hysterics.
"Now, for the fun part"said Henry Martyn Robert
With that he took out two clamps. He attached system of weights to them. Each weight unit was the sizing of a golf ballock and weighed thrice as much. He pulled and flicked Kristen's pap to stimulate them. Kristen let out a cheap squeals. When the nipple clinch were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's moan grew louder."Remember,"said Henry Martyn Robert,"action have consequences ”.
He waked behind the trussed up girl. A quick unzipping sound and she was skewered by Robert's penis.
His drive were short and straightaway. The waves of pleasure pulsed from her pussy to the residual of her body. Meanwhile the precipitous pain in the neck from the nipple clamp radiated through her chest. The mix of pain and pleasure confused Kristen and sent her trunk 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 realness. The poor girlfriend tried to suppress the orgasm but cypher worked. Her breaths became frequent and shoal. Her body started to go into convulsions. perspiration rolled down her bound limbs.
She was nearing release and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her head. Nothing worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic screech. Soon after she heard Robert's pleasurable scream. For a while the way was filled with sounds of heavy breathing. Then Robert stood in front of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juices and sperm cell.
"clip to scavenge it off"he said before sticking his hawkshaw in her lip. The mob gag made it impossible to move her jaw and hard to swallow.
"salt lick it off, Bitch"Robert said as he inserted his member deeper into her mouth. Kristen did her best to lick it, but the goop just stayed in her mouth.
It took half an hour to lick it off completely. Henry Martyn Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whiplash. He brushed it up against Kristen's face. A sadistic flavour washed over his side.
"Now, lets talk about that coming. You did take one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her head.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to let one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her headspring, her body starting to tremble.
"You do not pee-pee, you do not shit, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Robert walked around Kristen's spring frame. Whipped her 5 prison term, lashes coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her breath and tried not to shout.
"Now, you will stand there for a while and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to pass out or fall asleep. You will dislocate your shoulders if you do."said Henry Martyn Robert as he walked out of the room. The heavy threshold slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the shadow. She hated the darkness. There was nothing but pain in the dark. The nipple clamps still tugged at her sore nipples. The ring gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the appreciation of her own vaginal juices in her mouthpiece. 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 musical theme how farsighted it took for Henry M. Robert to add up 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 pass no.
"That's my girl"said Henry Martyn Robert, petting her on the back of her head and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the mob gag. Kristen managed to solve her desiccated sassing. He untied her wrist joint from the cap rope and undid the shoulder strap separating her ankles. Kristen collapsed on the flooring. She licked dry lips.
She did not need any reminders to cognize what to do next.
"Thank you… passe-partout. May I …please suck your cock"
Robert smiled and took off his drawers. Kristen knew what to do. She took his sock in her mouth like an ice ointment cone. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her lips. She swallowed it as far as her throat would allow.
When she felt the dick start to pulse, she redoubled her efforts. And when the hot cum exploded in her back talk, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the juice, licking Henry Martyn Robert's shaft clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Henry Martyn Robert was impressed.
He went back up the stairs and came down with a blanket.
"This is for being a good little girl. Now, Eat. We have a long day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that home plate clean and jerk. She then laid down on the cover. Her wrist joint and articulatio humeri were still tied behind her. But she was getting used to that. Just yesterday she would have been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to resist. She has given up trying to fight. nearly of all, she was earnestly afraid of disappointing Robert.
She fell asleep on the blanket
The flickering lights woke Kristen up. Her body ached all over. Her labia, her behind boldness and her chest all stung from the day before. Still, her heart fluttered when she saw Robert walking into the room. She was determined to obey him this time. Whether it was out of fear or genuine tenderness, she did not know. practically like her chemical reaction to pleasure and pain in the finis 2 days, this one was not easily explainable.
Henry Martyn Robert started to make clean her face and brush her hair while Mr. John Smith untied her wrists and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May please I suck your cock now ?"Kristen's reaction was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, sweetie"said Robert. His tone was simmer down and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, headmaster"Kristen responded. Was it true ? Did she mean it ? Kristen was not sure what to think.
"And you would do anything to prove it, wouldn't you ?"Henry Martyn Robert continued
"Yes, captain"
"I will do affair to you today, Some of them painful. I want you to make out that I am not punishing you. I am simply seeing if you love me. I love you Kristen. I don't like to hurt you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes Master"She did not know what to believe anymore.
Henry Martyn Robert took out a pair of handcuffs and secured Kristen's paw behind her back."commodity, now, suck my cock."
Kristen did not postulate 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 spit licked and caressed every inch of that penis. She sucked up the pre semen juices. When the Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her sass.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you want me to do ?"
Henry Martyn Robert did not jump a beat."Suck my balls, slave"
Kristen complied without interrogative. Taking the dismission in her back talk, she proceeded to massage it with her clapper and lips. She sucked the globe scavenge, filling her sass with their salty taste. This was just to avoid punishment, she told herself. But somewhere thick inside she began to like these smutty games.
"commodity girl."Robert decided this was enough pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her base. It was then that the girlfriend noticed a recollective Mexican valium running across the way. greyback were tied all along the length of the Mexican valium. forget me drug was set about waistline high school.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her straits. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. Smith to get Kristen ready. Mr. Smith took out a ball gag, nipple clamps and 2 sets of free weight. He put on the gag and clipped the system of weights to Kristen's mamilla. He then directed Kristen toward the R-2. He helped her swing one of her branch over the Mexican valium. He then made sure that Kristen's snatch brim were hugging the rope.
Robert stood on the other position of the rope.
"This is a trust exercise, Kristen. You will take the air toward me, when you reach me, I'll take off a man of paraphernalia. set out when you are ready ”.
Kristen felt the pain as soon as she started moving. She had to endure on her toes to keep back the roach from digging in too deep, but that did not help much. The rope was still rubbing up against her snatch.
"Don't go too fast. I don't want you to burn yourself"warned Robert.
Going fast was the finale thing Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the first gnarl. 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 drive her pussy over the slub, clenching her jaw in the process. 10 inches further down the rope she had to conquer another knot. By the time she reached Henry Martyn Robert, Kristen was ready to cry.
Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her berm, kissing her on the brow and taking off her ball gag."Very serious. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll starting to have off the weightiness on the nipple pelf ”.
Kristen was ready to give up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Henry Martyn Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine commitment to her capturer ? She did not know.
Kristen struggled over every knot, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her cognisance from the pain on a few juncture. But she completed the oscillation not once, but four Thomas More fourth dimension. When Robert finally took her off the rope, she cried weeping of joy.
"Thank you, master"she said as Robert
"On your knee joint"commanded Robert.
He sat behind the keeling Kristen and pulled out a vibrator. Kristen gasped at the heap of the instrument but said nothing.
"Do you require it, break one's back ? Do you want me to get you off ?
Book came out o her mouth before Kristen could even think them"Yes master"
"Then you have to earn it. prepare your hands utile"
Kristen's men were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Robert twisted one of her tits with his impregnable fingers."stupe female child, you should know what I want !"
Using the former mitt he directed Kristen's bound hands toward his bulging penis. His pants were still on.
"CVA it, you little whore ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his engorged member underneath his pants
"goooooood"he said"now you get a payoff. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's kitty, shoved it in and turned it on.
Waves of pleasance started to ripple from her crotch to the rest of her body. Kristen let out small moan of pleasure.
"You like that, you small skank ?"asked Robert.
"yessss master copy"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to grind against the vibrator. Her handwriting were still meddlesome rubbing his dick.
"Is it as good as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Robert. Caught off guard, Kristen stiffened. The abrasion stopped. She held her breath.

Another tight squeeze and pull on her pap elicited and loud gasp.
"fountainhead, was it, you little whore ?"Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The hand that molested the mammilla let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's hair, pulling her head back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to whimper
"Now answer again, did you delight this as often when Rupert did this ?"Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely befuddle about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Henry M. Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's pussy
Kristen, still on guard, let out a small moan. She continued to rub Robert's phallus with her handwriting
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you cheat on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know professional"
A dreadful apprehension of her mamilla made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little whore"Henry M. Robert whispered in the fille's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"commodity, Kristen, sound. You are finally being reliable with me."
Robert continued to stimulate Kristen's sex. She was getting more and Thomas More aflame. Her ventilation started to get heavier. She started to perspire. The most surprising thing for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new piece of tail toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes master ”. Her heart rate was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to circularize through her soundbox. Her breathing was becoming Thomas More and Thomas More vivid. She was grinding against the vibrator with more than and more inflammation. The Lapp fervor drove Kristen to rub Robert's member even harder.
"Do you know what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, overlord"
Henry M. Robert Twisted her nipple. Kristen moaned
"You are chic than that, Kristen."He hissed in her ears,"Try again"
"A cheater, master !"
"NO ! Try again !"Robert twisted her nipple one to a greater extent prison term. Kristen threw her principal back, repressing a scream. It was still awful. But was she starting to wish it ?
"A WHORE, master !"Kristen was moaning. Her depressed jaw became cockeyed. Rubbing herself ever harder against Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, skipper ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Robert's hired hand that was rubbing her breasts and pinching her nipples. Henry Martyn Robert stood in forepart of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her white meat were rising up and down dramatically. A look of surprise, frustration and disappointment washed over her typeface."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the truth shall set you absolve"said Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a whore, Kristen."
"Yes, superior"Kristen looked down, averting Henry M. Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating whore like you ?"Henry Martyn Robert continued
Another knot started creeping into Kristen's throat. Words came out like a flood."Punish me, master. Spank me, trounce me, do anything you want with me, master ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty lady of pleasure, I deserve punishment !"
Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her haircloth, pulled her to her infantry and shoved her against the bulwark.
"STAND STILL !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in fright. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Robert swung the whip and landed a criminal nose candy against Kristen's titty. Kristen opened her mouth to hollo, but stifled it in the go import. She bent her knee from the pain, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Robert was readying another gruelling blow. Kristen looked away and shut her eyes, holding her breathing time and anticipating another bump. The blow came, even more irritating than the initiatory. Her draw up bent grass, and an agonise shrieking escaped her mouth. Red wheal started to appear on her breasts. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 more than shock came. Kristen suppressed her urge to squall, only occasionally letting out a whimper. Despite the hurting, her nipples were tumid and her pussy was wet.
Robert threw down the whip and walked over Kristen. He stood over her trembling flesh. Kristen looked away, not wanting to contact Henry Martyn Robert's gaze. Henry M. Robert grabbed a handful of her right 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 fire.
"Would you like me to stop ?"Robert asked gently
"No, schoolmaster"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Henry M. Robert grabbed the other knocker, squeezing it in a similar way. This clock time he bent down, took the nipple in the oral cavity and started licking the sore nipple. Another moan escaped Kristen's mouth. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not have the will to fight it. Henry Martyn Robert bit down on the mammilla. Kristen screamed. Her breathing spell was ragged.
"Do you want me to halt ?"
"No, master"
Robert eventually lost pursuit in her chest. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front of Kristen's pussy.
"bed covering your branch"
Kristen complied without question. She realized just how exposed she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Henry M. Robert extended his middle finger's breadth and driving force it inside Kristen. Kristen's body shuddered. Robert continued to lunge, first slowly, then with increasing amphetamine. It did not need long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out long titillating moan. She breathed heavily from her mouthpiece. She got up on her toes, prepare to lose control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM MASTER ! ! !"she screamed.
Henry Martyn Robert quickly took his finger's breadth out of her kitty. external respiration raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Robert a look of with child defeat, but thought ripe about saying anything. Robert only showed her his midriff finger, one used to get her so agonizingly secretive to an orgasm.
"lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the finger, as if she would a member. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Henry M. Robert took off his knickers. He grabbed Kristen's throat and squeezed. Kristen could not breathe. Pinning her to the rampart, he thrust his dick trench in her vagina. Kristen would throw screamed, had she been able to breathe. Robert lifted Kristen off the land with the powerful driving force of his coxa. 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 throat. The haste of pedigree back into her brain only doubled the orgasmic ace. Kristen took a mysterious breath and let out a various long, erotic moan. Her body went limp from the pleasurable rush. Kristen's juices rand down her leg and thigh. It took her almost 30 seconds to take off 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 casual moan escaping her throat. She was laying hobble on the trading floor, Strand of tomentum obscuring her face. Her small, around titty were rising and falling quickly.
Robert was done as well. He turned toward the door, picking up while of gear on the way out.
"Master, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few 60 minutes. Get some rest"
"Master, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to apologize !"
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 pure boyfriend. I just knew that you were going to propose to me…"
Robert could see that Kristen was becoming more and more emotional. Every time was filled with more than and more hysterics. She was getting to the sceptre of crying. He walked back and knelt beside her.
"… I loved you with all my heart. But I was scared that my life was ending. I wanted to be dotty and devoid. When Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
Tears started to come along in her eyes.
"I just wanted to be bad and risque. Oh, GOD, Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to ache you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced Holy Scripture. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am good-for-naught ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, captain, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Robert took her caput in his arms and kissed her on the brow"
"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 expect for me here. Do you see ?"
Kristen nodded, tears running down her side."Yes, overcome ”.
As the heavy door closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the shadow. She hated the darkness. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nothing more than to be with her schoolmaster. She fell asleep, crying. Her sobs eventually melted away into deep sleep.
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"She woke up to the companion sound of the opening move door. Robert entered the way. Her listen fluttered. She even allowed herself a smile.
Robert went through his normal routine without saying a employment. He brushed her pilus and wiped her bare soundbox down with wet cloth. Kristen was trying to face into his oculus, to find a clue to his mood. She found nothing.
She was even more vex when, upon finishing the hygiene routine, Robert produced a low key and unlocked her manacle. Kristen rubbed her sore wrists, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some clothes in front of her."Put these on and match 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 timelessness ago. In another lifespan, perhaps.
Henry Martyn Robert disappeared up the stairs. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The clothes felt stranger to her. So was the feeling of ambulating under her own power. She went through the heavy door way and up the stair. She reached the mo doorway, one that kept her from escaping. This sentence the door was subject spacious. She climbed some more step and reached the top. She saw Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with glasses."Is that the forget me drug master ?"she thought.
"I am almost done slave. Sit by me"Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now commend, the operation is not consummate"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens overnight, but you seemed to make progressed very well. watch my instruction 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 outdoors Earth for solar day. Already it seemed foreign to her.
Robert shook the man's hired man and turned his gaze to Kristen.
"ejaculate, slave. We have a lot to talk about"
"Yes, skipper ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one last favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am mindful that you run in the Lapp set as one Michael Bay. If you could give him my card and differentiate him that I could work his Megan Fox problem, I would be practically obliged."
A week later the Hollywood media broke the tale :"Kristen Stewart and Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an interview.
Mr. Smith saw a familiar face on TV and turned up the volume"I was stupid and selfish. I made a huge mistake. Henry Martyn Robert was form enough to contract me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The sensitive hailed it as a fib of salvation, of dear surviving the ultimate run. Only a trained eye could see the true story : Ms. Stewart's posture when she sat adjacent to Mr. Pattison, the submissive way in which she addressed him on camera, the ready looks she gave Robert while silently seeking permission to mouth to the interviewer. Kristen Jimmy Stewart, the Hollywood bad miss, was completely dominated, slavish to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The phone rang ;"Stockholm Industries, Smith speechmaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's full to utter to you. for certain, meeting on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until adjacent time… .