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A+ Amy

Chapter One

In high school Amy was the type of girl that made a boy?s heart beat loud enough for the whole class to hear. She knew it too. She had a way of smiling that made you smile back and turn red in the face. Boys would ask her out in front of their own girls without thinking, rambling about ?would you like to go the movies or dinner or something?

She was petite; about 110 pounds which made her perky little C- cup breasts look incredible. You could almost put your hands around her waistline, yet she had nicely curved hips and a tantalizing ass. Her curly strawberry blonde hair smelled sweet as perfume everyday; a delicate scent that lingered in the hallways after she walked passed. She wore tight clothes and it was not unusual for her to be sent home for revealing too much.????

The lucky suitors that Amy claimed soon found out that she was nothing more than a high-maintenance tease. Yet the bragging rights almost covered for the fact that they never even got her topless. I wanted her with a primal desire that could not be suppressed. As our teachers ranted on about God knows what, I was plotting to take her freedom away. I was a rich little bastard after all and on my 18th birthday I would gain access to the full inheritance.

Before graduation I was already buying thousands of acres of untouched land outside of town. It took me a couple years to have a suitable mansion custom built that was in essence a stylish military bunker. It was surrounded by miles of thick woods and sealed behind a high perimeter wall complete with a keypad operated gate. My new home was imposing structure. The large two-story stonewalled manor sat atop an underground prison which was soon to contain my special young lady.?

I was 21 years old when I first crossed the point of no return. The planning and preparation of years past represented a mere few of the millions of thoughts racing through my head as I looked down on my victim. Abducting Amy was shockingly easy. I parked at a grocery store about a mile from where she lived and strolled over to her place in broad daylight. I knew she would be at college until the late afternoon. I casually kicked-in the wooden privacy fence that enclosed her backyard and threw a baseball threw the sliding glass door. I knew the alarm would only detect if the door was opened - not if the glass broke. My first steps into her house were exhilarating. I had been tempted to snoop around, but I stuck to the plan. I crawled into her attic and waited. When she got home she assumed the baseball had done the damage. I don't know if she even checked the house for intruders. In any case I waited with infinite patience.

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In the middle of night I crept down into the house. My heart was racing at alarming speed. The lump in my throat was all but choking me. The tremors ran deep within my chest and out my hands as I approached. Amy was sleeping like a baby. I thought the needle would wake her, but the drugs worked so fast that she remained asleep the entire time as I carried her inside the garage and placed her in back seat of her own car. Now and then I checked her breathing and her pulse. In my mind she was my responsibility as well as my prisoner.

When we finally arrived at my place I was smiling like a jackass. She was so easy to pick-up it made me laugh a bit as I carried her downstairs. I was sure to provide support beneath the back of her head as I cradled her young fragile body; she was after all, as helpless as a newborn kitten.?

Her temporary cell was about 10 by 10 and had small half-bathroom attached. I laid her softly on the bed ? stopping to admire her natural beauty. I'll never forget standing over her in the early morning hours, watching her chest rise and fall in calm undisturbed breaths. She was still wearing the gym shorts and oversized T-shirt that she had gone to sleep in. I could tell she wasn?t wearing a bra.

I slipped her shorts and panties off first ? pulling them down pass her ankles. I stopped and got a good look at her neatly trimmed pussy and my mouth immediately began to water. Then I cut her shirt down the middle and pulled it away to reveal those two magnificent breasts that had tormented me for years ? mine now. Still she slept peacefully

Next I put a locking leather collar around her neck and fastened matching leather ankle and wrist cuffs as well. This is how I wanted her to wake up, alone and naked wearing those items that left no doubt as to why she was here. I locked the door behind me and went upstairs to relax as much as possible. She would wake up soon and I wanted her to simmer in her fear for hours. I imagined she would spend her time banging on the door and screaming for help.???

After lunch I returned downstairs and unlocked the door. Immediately I saw her sitting on the floor against the wall wrapped in a white bed sheet, her sweet face streaming with tears. I had expected her to be crying. We she saw my large figure standing at the doorway dress in combat fatigues and a black ski mask she started to panic all over again ? pleading between her sobs for somebody to help her. In response I slammed the door and locked us in the room together.

I was least twice her weight and easily twice her size. She was paralyzed with fear.

"Please don't hurt me - please. I don't want to die" Her voice trembled and broke as she begged me to let her go. We both knew that was not going to happen.

At this point I wanted Amy to be sacred for her life so I did as little as possible to reassure her.

Her eyes grew wide with terror as she saw the ball-gag harness I carried. I don't think she even knew what it was at that time. As I approached she quickly backed herself into a corner. I took a knee directly in front of her.

"I am going to put this on you Amy. Be still and do what I say and I won't hurt you"

She began crying again as she tried to find the words with which to respond. But I was not interested in what she had to say. Without further warning I fastened the harness around her head and inserted the ball into her mouth. At this point she was still deciding whether or not it was a good idea to corporate. But at the same time she instinctively knew that resisting me would have risked exposing her naked body.?

?See it?s not so bad, now bite down so I can adjust the chin strap. It?ll make your jaw a bit sore but you?ll get use to it. Now let's take off that sheet so you can show me your body."

Her hands locked on the fabric as she mumbling please don?t or something inaudible. I wasn?t really angry that she was starting to test me ? if anything I was impressed that she had been so cooperative thus far. Now it was finally time to teach her the first and only lesson she needed to learn. I am in charge.

But just as I moved to overtake her she slowly lowered the sheet, tentatively revealing her breasts, as if to appease me before letting go all together and using her hands to awkwardly hide her nakedness.?

?Good girl. But you disobeyed me.? I grabbed her wrist and pulled her up to the bed.

?Bend over!?

She was vigorous about staying away from me and pulled right back. Then I yelled it again so loud I surprised myself and forced her down, pinning her with my weight as I raised my hand and slapped down hard on her bare bottom. I had never really had a specific interest in spanking girls and the act was initially meant to establish some dominance. But it felt so good I couldn?t stop; I must have slapped that ass 30 times before I noticed how red it was getting. I was hard as hell by now and in no mood to talk. I grabbed a full fist of her hair and spun her around on her back. I was out of my pants in half a heart beat. I quickly pushed her arms through spaces in the headboard and locked her wrist cuffs together on the other side. She was kicking wildly as she fought against my attack and landing some solid hits. I grabbed her legs and spread them apart - pulling her towards me at the same time to the extent of her arms.?

In this way I gained total control over her body. I pushed the head of my raging hard-on against her cunt in a teasing manner. She squirmed and shook side to side trying to get me off, but it was pointless. I slid myself into to her slowly and found her tight little pussy was just wet enough for smooth entry.? I could feel it grabbing onto me like a vice as I slipped in and out of her. The feeling inside of Amy was amazing and I began to stroke into her faster and faster without realizing ? soon I could hear my balls slapping against her ass. By then I was pounding her like a sledge hammer. I could feel it building inside me and pushed her legs back even further to plow her G-spot. The only thing I could hear over our skin slapping was her desperate moaning. My vision began to shake as every muscle in my body redlined. I saw her white teeth sink into the bright red ball, her eyes were rolled back in her head, and the muscles in her arms fully flexed as she pulled wildly at the ropes holding her down. Just as I was about to cum her back arched up and I buried my dick deep into her pussy and exploded like never before. I came so hard I nearly passed out. I don?t know if she came but her pussy was still quivering after the assault.

I was out of breath and so was she. Her face was red from screaming. I unlocked the cuffs to release her arms from the headboard but refastened them together right away. I took the ball-gag away from her drooling mouth and told her to suck on me. She refused in a high-pitched hysterical torrid. Clearly the stinging sensation on her ass had failed to remind her to obey or perhaps she was just senseless from the rape.

?Too good for me? Fine. I am going to have some fun with you? with that I forced a ring gag in her mouth, picked her up and carried her fireman-style into a small room across the hall. The ring gag allowed her screams to fill my ears. She was kicking her legs franticly so I landed a brutal open-hand slap against her white ass with my free hand.??

Her wrists were still locked together in front of her body and I attached them to a rope that ran through an eye bolt in the ceiling. Afterwards I pulled her hands above her head with relative ease and raised her up until she was standing on just her tip toes. I held her in that fully stretched position for while, watching her legs strain as she held her balance. I tied the end off to a mooring cleat on the wall so now she couldn't kick without putting her full weight on her wrists. Only then did she notice her new surroundings.

The vibrating machine was attached to a padded wooden work horse which I placed directly between her legs. The machine was custom made for Amy and clearly designed by a man. It had a thick 6 inch jelly dildo that rhythmically thrusted straight up and down at variable speed while slowly spinning. Most importantly, it vibrated mercilessly. There was one vibrator inside the shaft at the very end, another at the base that used deeper frequencies on her sensitive opening and a powerful clit stimulator from which no amount of wiggling could save her.

I took my time lubricating the shaft as she watched.

I used my end of the rope hanging from the eye bolt and lifted Amy up completely; temporarily intensifying the painful strain on her wrists, then eased her down directly onto the shaft until the head was barely touching her skin. She couldn't close her legs with the device between them, so she rocked her body randomly to avoid letting the shaft enter her pussy. However in doing so it grazed her asshole, stopping her dead in her tracks. The look on her face was priceless as she contemplated what my target was. Slowly I released the rope inch by inch watching as she slid down on the toy bucking and screaming. She was still visibly wet from her pervious experience and the shaft began to enter her despite her protests. There was nothing she could do to keep from impaling herself with her own weight. By now the dildo was about halfway inside her body and she was just hanging there motionless- crying from the utter helplessness of her situation.

Then I let her down all the way until the center beam of the horse was between her legs and her pussy was pressed firmly to what she was soon to find was a vibrating surface.

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The horse had padded shelves so most of her weight was comfortably balanced on her knees when she was fully lowered. I bent her legs back and locked her ankle cuffs together over the center beam - this forced more of her weight forward onto her clit - but her knee support was enough to spared her any brutal torture. When she was finally in position she could do nothing to lift herself off the device which was completely buried deep inside her pussy. The shaft itself gave Amy an overwhelming feeling of fullness that was strange to her.?

Her wrists were bound together and her arms were fully stretched directly over her head. The temptation to play with her breasts was overwhelming. But first it was time to turn the machine on. The vibrations drove her wild within seconds as the shaft continuously violated her body with its mechanical indifference. I could almost see a slight rise beneath her belly as the shaft entered her again and again. The sensation on her clit was clearly too much for her to handle. Honestly her screaming only aroused me more. I watched as all feminine delicacy remaining in her voice disappeared and she became a wild animal.????

I smiled at her cruelly as I fondled her ample chest and playfully pinched her tender nipples. I had purposefully made the room about 65degrees so they were standing at full attention. Her areolas were pink toned with full plump nipples and it was clear she sunbathed topless. Her breasts were perfect. I took them one at time into my mouth, sucking ? licking and nipping with my teeth. All the while she was begging and moaning for release. I was in heaven.

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Right before I left I produced two shinny metal objects from my pocket that caught her eye.

The first I clipped on to her left nipple and the other to her right. She didn?t like that. She wailed and thrashed about in an effort to free her poor little titties from the bit of the clamps. I stood back and looked with indescribable pleasure at the naked girl I had wanted for years suffering the pain and humiliation of her on-going rape.

I turned the lights off as I left making the room pitch black.

?Good-night????

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Chapter Two

The night-vision camera allowed me to watch Amy from upstairs. I did not want my little angel to be seriously damaged so I returned after a couple of hours to rescue her from her torment. As I approached the door I could hear her faint muffled cries over the sound of the machine that was fucking her relentlessly. When I entered the room and turned the lights on I could tell she was exhausted beyond humiliation. Her eyes were shut tight to avoid the bright light, her face was streaked with tears and her whole body was quivering from the continuous rape.????

?You poor thing?You?ve had a busy day. Don?t worry its all over for now.?

I turned off the machine as I approached. Her body jumped and recoiled instantly from my slightest touch as I ran the tips of my fingers up her back. The leather straps of the gag forced Amy's face to grin and drool to run down her chin. Her moaning was desperate but more controlled now. Her beautiful blue eyes followed my every move and her entire expression pleaded for mercy in a way that only a woman can plead. I smiled warmly at her attempts to court my approval as I removed both of the nipple clamps at the same time. She did not have the slightest idea what was coming. The relief lasted about two seconds - just long enough for our eyes to meet before her whole body convulsed from the terrible pain that engulfed her world. Her head flew back and she sung out a truly incredible scream that echoed in my ears. When she landed back on Earth she was still sobbing hysterically.??

I released the cord from her cuffs which allowed blood to return to her thoroughly stretched arms. Then I lifted her off the shaft as smoothly and gently as possible - her arms naturally held around my shoulders for support. From there I carried her shaking body to bathroom and sat her down on the large counter space.

"I know your jaw is killing you by now - so I'll take the gag off. If you say a single word it goes back on. We're going to get you clean and ready for sleep, alright." Then in a sterner and more serious voice I made it clear that if she pissed me off she would spend all night on the machine.??

She avoided making eye contact with me, but shook her head in acknowledgment. I took the ring gag out of her mouth and removed the cuffs and collar. She was barely able to stand, let alone fight back. Much to my surprise she sat on toilet and went right in front of me. Without thinking I turned around to give her privacy - it was a natural reaction that I regretted. When she was done she moved to the furthest corner of the bathroom to hide herself from my eyes. She whimpered occasionally as she massaged life back into her cheeks. There was some bruising where the straps had cut into her face - but no real damage. I could tell she was cold from her posture and the goose bumps on her skin.???

I had filled the tub and turned off the water as she approached. Her hands covered her ravished body awkwardly, yet she instinctively took my hand as she cautiously stepped into the hot water. Little by little she relaxed into the steaming bath; slipping slowly back and allowing it cover her body.

When she was all the way inside I sat back and watched her bathe. Her breasts looked so soft and beautiful under the water.

When I decided she was finished I simply pulled the plug from the drain and waited with an open towel for her to come to me. I gathered her wet hair into a single pony tail and used my knife to cut over 12 inches of it off in one single motion. It certainly made drying her remaining hair a less time consuming endeavor. It also made her stick her bottom lip out in a pouting face that was to cute to be angry at.?

Then I dried the rest of her off with another towel and helped her walk to the bed, giving her a pair of silk panties and white cotton t-shirt to sleep in. Her body was sore from the rape and her time on the machine ? her nipples were so sensitive that the slightest touch brought tears to her eyes.

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I laid her on the bed and tucked her in beneath the covers. I got into bed next to her, put my arm around her and held her close to my body as she fell asleep. I laid awake the whole night listening to her breathing and thinking about all the things I couldn?t wait to do to her the next day.

I awoke to the sound to the bathroom door closing which means I must have dosed off some time in the morning. She couldn?t really hurt me, but it?s a bad habit to get into. I waited until she came out. She was clearly unsure what to do ? should she stay in the bathroom or come back to bed with her rapist? Where else could she go at the moment? I made it easy for her and went to take a nice long shower. When I came back she was sitting in bed, again finding protection from my eyes behind the bed sheets. I came out naked not even wearing my mask. I could tell she remembered me.

Watching her face I detected a hint of relief before her anger got the best of her.

?What the fuck is going on! How could do this to me!?? I was not really interested in listening to her as I approached the bed.??

?Amy you are going to learn not to talk back to me. I have decided to make you my little slave. If you do not obey my commands I will torture your body like you never dreamed possible. Now if you want permission to speak I suggest you ask for it in the most respectful manner imaginable.? - The resolve in my voice was iron-clad.

The look on Amy?s face confirmed to me that she knew I was serious.

?I?m sorry- I didn?t mean???? you don?t have to hurt me, I?ll do anything you say.?

?Amy that?s the second time you have spoken without permission, are you trying to upset me?? I knew she was not doing it intentionally, but I was already setting the pretense for our next activities.??

?No sir, I?may I please have permission to speak.? Her voice was breaking again.

?No you may not? ? my answer seemed to shock her for a moment. ?You need to be taught the price of not showing the proper respect for your master.?

?No but I?I won?t do it again, please? ? the panic was naturally at home in her voice that morning.

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I simply motioned my finger over her lips to imply I was not seeking an explanation.?

When she saw the ring gag she understood to open her mouth. I fastened it into position and lead her to the room in which she was raped by the machine the day before. A pair of handcuffs was suspended from the eye bolt in the ceiling by a metal chain and I wasted no time locking her into them tightly. I cut her flimsy T-shirt off with my knife, but left her in her high-cut panties. Once more I raised her to the balls of her feet ? but this time I left the room.

It only took seconds for her feet to become cramped. Switching from foot to foot did not alleviate the pain at all. She thought that anything would be better then her current situation, of course when she saw me at the doorway with a whip in my hand she reconsidered.

I walked circles around my helpless victim and listened as she attempted in vain to beg for mercy.

?You have to learn Amy. Discipline is the instant willing obedience to all orders that comes from a respect for authority. Things have changed ? you are now my slave.??

The room was filled with the loud smack of leather slapping naked flesh. The custom-made whip had five thin strips of leather, two and a quarter inches wide and ten inches long from the end of the lengthy braid.? It was as if five small belts had struck her legs at once, each leaving a perfect red outline against her soft white skin. The pain was overwhelming for the young girl. She wailed loudly and shook her head to plead for mercy. I waited for a couple of minutes and absorbed her reaction.?

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?I do not want this for you Amy. You can be safe and comfortable as my pet ? I can take good care of you and give you all the things you need. But you have to understand. You? must? learn? your? PLACE?

SMMMMMMAAAAACKK ? The whip slapped hard into her back and wrapped around her rib cage ? the tips nipping the sides of her chest. Then ten seconds later another blow landed that drowned out her continuous screams. A third, forth and fifth strike left welts over her mid-section and thighs. The sound of the leather moving through air at tremendous speed was a whooshing swath of carefully laid destruction. Beads of sweat formed on her body and were knocked away with the force of each impact. More and more swings reduced her to a broken heap. Her panties were nearly ripped off by the last blow.????

Her head was hanging down in semi-consciousness as I moved behind her limply hanging body. Without warning I pressed the hard handle of the whip against her asshole. The pommel shifted her weight upwards and away, but I held her body tightly against it with my other arm wrapped around her frame. Her head flew back onto my shoulder but her voice was already worn out. I had never taken a girl that way before, but I like threatening Amy with the thought.

When I removed the gag she continued to hang her head in shame and defeat. I unhooked her from the chain and removed the handcuffs. Her feet were sprained from the cruel position so I carried her back into the bedroom and sat her down on the oversized love seat in the corner.

I sat next to her and pulled her feet into my lap so that her head rested on the opposite arm rest. Slowly I began to rub her feet with my large and skillfully tuned hands.

?Amy. Do you want me to stop?? See hated my uninvited touch, but her feet were in such pain that despite the situation she wanted relief most of all.

She shut her eyes and turned her head away saying ?No sir ? its good.??

?Do you prefer to be touched like this Amy? Because I would rather touch you this way then hurt you?What you just felt in there is only a taste of the things I can do to you.?

I rubbed her feet for what seemed like hours, waiting for her to speak without permission, till at last I was satisfied that she had learned. I moved on top of her and began to softly kiss her neck. My hot breath and wet mouth attacked her senses. The combination of brutal pain and tender affection was confusing and frustrating the poor girl. Tracing the contours of her ears with my tongue I whispered;

?I wanted you from the first time I saw you. You will never know another man.?

My hand cradled the back of her head and my fingers messaged deep into her shortened strawberry blonde hair. Rubbing firmly but lovingly I continued to take what I wanted from her by kissing into her neck like a predator.??

Her hands pressed against by chest as if to hold me back. Perhaps she was afraid that I would get carried away and crush her fragile body with my weight. Maybe she was trying to stop my advances. It made me laugh and for only an instant I thought I saw her flash a grin.

I took her hand in mine and guided it to my stiffened cock. ?You see how much I want you.????????

?Master, may I have your permission to speak?? ? The words nearly stopped my heart. I had not wanted to beat her with the whip, maybe I would never have to do it again, as punishment at least.

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?Speak.?

?You really hurt me. Please - I don?t want to be beaten like that again. I?m so scared right now. I?m so scared it hurts.? And that was all I heard before she started crying again.

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?Aw sweetie?all you have to do is be a good girl like you doing right now. That?s not so hard is it?? I made sure that my tone of voice reflected satisfaction in hers.

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?But what about?am I still a prisoner? I just want to go home. I want to see my? ? I cut her off right there by placing my finger to her lips once more.

?This is your home now and you are my slave. I know it?s hard to accept, but in time you will see yourself as belonging to me. Now I?m going to leave you here in room to think things over for awhile and then we?ll have a nice dinner ? you must be hungry?

Stopping at the doorway I turned and said;

?Amy?You are safe with me. I will always be here to watch over you. And I promise I will guide you every step of the way.?

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Chapter Three

I retuned to her room in a couple of hours with a plate of food. A nice eight ounce cut of tender steak with seasoned roasted potatoes, hot garlic bread with melted butter, and baby carrots. It was the beginning of her second night here and I knew the succulent smell alone would ignite her appetite.?

The first thing I noticed is that she had found another shirt to wear from the dresser. No matter, I loved cutting the damn things off. She must have been disappointed to find nothing else of use. I could have been upset at her covering herself without permission, but there was no reason to have her eat naked.??

?I know you must be starving ? eat slowly so you don?t get a stomach cramp.?

I thought about binding her hands and feeding her myself, but decided to let her eat in peace. I watched with satisfaction as my beautiful captive ate her first meal in my world. She came from a wealthy family ? it was probably the longest she had ever gone without in her life. There was something fascinating about her body?s desire to be nourished by the food, a sub-conscience will to survive.?

When she was almost done I took the plate away. I didn?t want her to get to full ? plus it had the added benefit of showing her that I was in charge of what and when she ate.

She wanted to complain at first, but she thought twice.

?Thank you, that was very good.? It sounded forced, yet reflected progress given the fact that I had interrupted her dining experience abruptly.?

?I aim to please. You?ll have to let me know what kinds of food you like.? I said as I walked behind where she was seated.?

When I put my hands on her shoulders she tensed up and her breathing changed. She knew instantly that I wanted something more. She sat up straighter in her chair and held the armrests. But what could she do? I was not doing anything overtly hostile and if she resisted she would certainly be punished.

Needless to say I was thoroughly amused by my victim?s plight.???

?Relax Amy. Just loosen up your shoulders.? I knew she must have been enjoying the massage on some level given the manner in which she was hung by her arms earlier.

?May I have permission to speak?? She asked as calmly as possible.

I pretended to consider the notion before simply answering, ?No.? ??Her cute little face reflected a lifetime of not hearing the word.?

?Amy you belong to me and I want to enjoy you. I am not going to hurt you sweet-heart.?

I tried to comfort her with my eyes as I carried her to the bed. Her body was shaking with fear and anticipation and I felt like a bear crawling towards her over the sheets. I ran my fingers through her hair, brushing the short blonde strands away from her face. There were tears in her eyes, but she was keeping it together.

I tried to lean down to steal a kiss, but her hands were on my chest holding me back. I could tell she wanted to push me away with all her strength. My eyes never broke with hers as I took her hands in mine and moved them up into my hair while sliding my body down between her legs. Her fingers held my hair tightly as my mouth hovered inches away from her sex. My hot breath got her undivided attention.

As I looked up our eyes found each other again and I slowly dragged my tongue over her, licking the full length of her slit through the ultra thin silk fabric. Her mouth opened wide in a silent gasp.

Her panties did little to deny the sensation as I covered her entire pussy with my mouth and let the hot air from my lungs drive her fingers deeper into my scalp. I pressed my tongue firmly against her as I licked up and down her delicate womanhood with calm, deliberate restraint. The panties protected her clit from direct stimulation and allowed her to handle the special treatment I was giving her most intimate area.

Using them to my advantage I took the waistband in my fingers, drawing and manipulating the fabric into her sex at the same time my tongue worked its magic. I pulled the panties into a band and used them to thong her while deeply kissing the exposed tender skin between her legs. Her innermost thighs were particularly receptive to the sensation.

When I pulled the soaked fabric away I was amused to hear no protests. Wasting no time I locked my hands on her body and pulled her pussy into my face as I drove my tongue into her opening. Her pussy tasted sweeter than I had ever dreamed and I found myself using my whole face on her. My tongue played with her clit ? licking around the hood and sucking it into my mouth now and again. I teased her by nipping gently at her lips and brought her closer to the edge with each wet stroke of my tongue.??

I let my mouth get wetter and wetter, using my bottom lip as I licked and tasted every single inch of her. Switching between sucking and licking I was able to hold Amy right where I wanted her, while lightly caressing her thighs with the tips of my fingers. Her body was changing. The tiny muscles inside her were tensing and I knew she was going to orgasm. Her hands tried to push my face away but I held my ground and started sucking her into my mouth harder and faster until I heard her exhaling and felt her body go limp.

Now she was mine. I moved on top of her and took each of her legs back into my arms as I slid myself quickly inside her melting pussy. I put the entire length into her rather quickly and kept on pressing as far as I could possibly go until the thickness and sheer size of my manhood was upon her. A mixture of fear and excitement was on her face. She had never been so possessed by a man in her life. She was helpless in my grasp and she wanted to be fucked. I was more then happy to accommodate. I fucked her slowly at first ? soaking up the feeling of her muscles grasping my cock as I bottomed out inside her time after time. I roughly grabbed her right breast in my hand and squeezed it ? holding her down and pulling her towards me while her other breast danced wildly beneath her shirt with each thrust.

She was locked to my motion as I pounded into her for all I was worth. The bed-frame was banging against the concrete wall with a fury. I could feel that was I about to cum and kept fucking her brains out even after I started. I buried every inch of myself inside her as another wave exploded from the furthest depths of my balls. I knew she could feel my cock twitching and pulsing deep within her body as I let my weight rest on her body.

I did not linger long since I was feeling hot and went to the bathroom to wash my face. When I returned she was still laying spread eagle with a happily traumatized look on her face that made me laugh. She grinned back at me with slight indignation before reminding herself to hate me.

I jumped back into bed and laid next her. I wanted to say so many things at once. My fantasy had become a reality. Looking up at the ceiling I felt like I had won the greatest victory of my life.?

?I?ve wanted to taste you in my mouth for so long. You are every bit as sweet as I dreamed.?

I was letting my hand run up the inside of her leg when she suddenly flinched as if I had hurt her. It took a moment for me to remember the horrible whipping I had given her earlier that day and despite my total power over her, I felt guilty.?

?How does it feel where I whipped you?? there was an involuntarily apologetic tone in my voice. ?

?I thought I was going to die?please don?t beat me again.? Her lips began to pout and shake.

I felt bad for making her think that I was about to whip her again, but at the same time I was pleased that I had found an effective means of procuring obedience.

?Baby I will never whip you again unless you are purposefully testing me.?

I moved her shirt up to just below her breasts to get a look at the stinging red marks left by the bite of the whip. They were already fading as I expected. Still I felt the need to check her out just in case.

?You are going to be fine, just a little tender.? I pulled her shirt back down and let my hand gently take her breast. ?You have been such a good girl today. You have permission to speak tonight sweetheart ? just remember that it is privilege, not a right.?

?Please promise me that you won?t hurt me anymore. Please. I?ll do anything you say.?

I was starting to get slightly annoyed by this familiar plea ? but considering what I was putting her through I knew that I should reassure her. After all, I did not want to make her life a living hell; I was only trying to make my life something closer to heaven. ?

?Amy you belong to me now. I will comfort and care for you as your Master ? you will only be punished when you misbehave. From time to time I might hurt you even if you don?t disobey me ? but that will be different, nothing like what happened to you today.?

She was starting to wonder more and more what her new life as a slave would really mean for her.

?What if I do something wrong ? make a mistake. I would never try to ?

?You and I will both make mistakes. I will correct you when you step out of line ? but I?m fair and I always have your best interests at heart. Trust me. Try not to worry ? all you have to do is make me happy and you?ll be treated like a princess. Now come on, I want to take a shower with you before bed.?

She did not resist when took her by hand and led her into the bathroom. She even slipped out of her clothes without being told as I turned the shower on. Beneath the cascading water I lathered up my hands with soap and started rubbing them over her body. My heart was beating so loud in my chest that I thought she could hear it. I was reminded of how exposed I had felt talking to her in the highschool hallways. I was her master now, yet she would evermore be the mistress of my heart.

Simply from rubbing my big soapy hands over her neck and shoulders I could feel myself getting hard already. I watched the warm water flowing over her body and relished in the fact that she was finally mine. I put her back against my chest as I generously lathered her titties. I took them into my hands one at a time, making sure to clean them thoroughly while letting my rock-hard dick lightly graze her ass. .?

My hands followed the curves of her hips downwards as I went to my knees to wash her legs ? rubbing her thighs between my large hands to message and relax her muscles. Once her thighs were wet and extra soapy I had her close her legs tight. Then I pressed my rock hard dick into the area between the very tops of her thighs so that her pussy was being rubbed just right. I pulled out slowly and shoved myself into her again as fast as I could, using the slippery soap to enhance the lubrication. Her legs were turning to butter. I put her body against the wall for support as I continued to pick up the pace. It took less then two minutes for her to get a nice little clit orgasm.?

?Good girls get rewarded often.? There was a sly smile on my face.

I gave her the soap and she understood to start on me. Her small hands felt so good on my body. I noticed that she paid close attention to my chest and the muscles on my arms. She leaned forward slightly as she reached to my lower back ? careful not to press against what I had just used on her so effectively. ?When I put my hands down on her shoulders she went to her knees. My dick was right in front of her face now and again I had to remind myself to breath.

?Go ahead, clean it.?

She tried to remain detached, as if she were only cleaning me and nothing else. She started with my extra tight balls and quickly moved on to my legs. Taking the soap from her I showed her what I wanted her to do.

?Just like this. Close your hand nice and easy and pull away. Slid one hand after the other, hand over hand until you make me cum.??

Her slim fingers held were grasping too hard at first. But tonight it did not matter. I was already so close before she started that it was practically twitching. Her touch was sending me over the edge no matter how hard I fought it.

?I?m going to cum. Hold it at the base.?

I shot on her chest three times in rapid succession ? and my dick was still throbbing in her hand when I was finished. I was barely able to speak.

?Go ahead and finish up ? I?ll be waiting for you in the room?

She looked pleased with herself as I washed off and got out of the shower. What surprised me most is that she did not seem to be in a rush to wash my cum off her body.

Noticing the opportunity, I began to set a clever trap while I waited for her to finish taking care of herself in the bathroom. I put my Ka-Bar knife and a pair of police handcuffs on the night stand by her side of the bed. When she finally came out I was already in bed dosing off. She crawled into bed next me, yet was careful to stick to her side.?

I couldn?t wait for the next morning!

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