Story for Sir

"What matters, is their willingness to suffer at your will. Only then will you have power, not merely over the body, but also the mind and the heart."

A quote from somewhere. It really strikes a chord with me. I told Sir I wanted to play harder next time we saw each other. So I wrote a story for him, since he asked for my suggestions. I'm much better at stories than suggestions.

Dear Sir,

girl wants you to kidnap her, take her prisoner. she would be dressed sexily, walking along and smoking with her red lips as Sir pulls up next to her. girl and Sir would pretend they had not met before and Sir would offer her a ride. girl would decline at first and Sir would become more forceful, insisting in whatever manner he chose, that he give this pretty (slutty) lady a ride home. girl is frightened by this stage and against her better judgement gets into his car, thinking she will take the ride and appease him. Little does she know..

She looks over at him as he pulls out from the kerb. He glances back, looking her up and down, "Where do you want to go?" She tells him and he nods, giving her a smile. girl looks out the window relaxing a little. After a while she realises he is driving in the opposite direction to what she has said...as she turns around to protest his hand slaps her, hard on her face. Reeling from the blow, she senses the car slowing down to a stop. One hand suddenly tight on her throat, the other on her cunt, "You'll do what I say slut, or you die...understand? She struggles..he slaps her again. "Understand?" "Yes" "Yes what?!" Another smack. She starts to cry..."Yes Sir" He grabs her chin and raises her eyes to his, wiping away a tear. "Good girl...get out of the car now"

Sir ties her hands behind her back, gags and blindfolds her. She whimpers, then goes quiet when she hears the draw of a blade and the cold steel against her neck. "Know when to shutup, slut." He orders her back into the car and they drive for awhile in silence. She tries to take note of where they were going but it's impossible. Sir watches her squirm, only touching her as he pulls into the drive. He caresses her face, nuzzles her neck before getting out and helping her out of the car. "I'm going to lead you inside..no screaming" he whispers into her ear. To accentuate his point Sir lets girl feel the point of the knife in her back. He leads her, she feels clumsy and small in front of him, worried she'll fall. Over the threshold and she hears the door close behind them. He leads her to a spot and removes the gag. "Kneel" "What?" Quick as a flash he snatches up her hair, and slaps her again across her face. "Kneel!" She complies.

What seems like hours later, Sir returns with a pillow to put under her knees. She kneels again, so much softer though. He stands up over her. "Take my cock out" Wrapping his hand around her hair he pulls her mouth onto him, "Suck it my dirty little whore." She moans and he knows he's got her, he starts to fuck her face making her choke, harder, girl vomits and holds it in her mouth, pulling away, ashamed. He makes her show it him then "Spit it into this glass" As depraved as this is she knows she is wet. He fucks her face again, she vomits a few more times, "I'm going to cum in your mouth slut. When I do you are not to swallow it till I say so." girl moans her agreement. Suddenly Sir is driving his cock even harder into girl's throat and holding her head down on him. Sir groans and girl feels him explode against the back of her throat, his cock unloading hot cum into girl's mouth. She wonders how long she can hold Sir's cum in her mouth, but she know that she won't fail. There is no way girl will take the risk of disobeying him. She hears him walk away. She hears the TV come on. girl waits. And waits.

The TV turns off. Music is put on. Then his footsteps getting closer. "Good little slut..does girl like the taste of Sir's cum?" he chuckles softly, knowing full well that she cannot answer him. girl nods. Gesturing for girl to stand up she rises and Sir leads her to the wall. "Now lean your head back a little, open your mouth, and let my cum spill out over your chin, down your chest, I want you rub it in." girl does as he orders, letting the mix of Sir's cum and her saliva run out over her lips and chin, down her neck and over her breasts as she rubs his cum into her skin. "Turn around slut" She is not at all expecting his hand on her ass and jumps at the first blow. "Count" Sir strikes her again harder. "Count, slut!" "...one" "two" "three". As each strike falls girl's mind says "Oh my god, that can't continue" but the second the pain fades she begins to crave it again. And again. The tenth stroke comes late but a whole lot harder, more stinging. She misses her count, stunned at the different sensation. "Did I say to stop counting, stupid whore?" "No Sir" He lashes her a second time with the whip. "Eleven" They both lose count, Sir grunting with the exertion and girl crying out in delight and pain. Sir manages to catch girl as her knees go out from under her and gently lowers her to the floor.

Sir removes the blindfold and she looks up at him. girl sinks into him as he cradles her, his hand lightly tracing the bones of her tear streaked face, "Good baby girl...you did very well, Sir is pleased." He kisses her, toying with her lips and teasing with his tongue. Playing with her hair. girl is putty in his hands.

"girl, Sir is going to fuck you in the ass...turn over." girl gets on her hands and knees, and gasps as Sir spanks her pussy. "Such a dirty little slut girl, so wet from Sir's punishment." She feels his hard cock rubbing back and forth across her pussy and ass. The head of his cock slowly but insistently pushing into her hole. Sir spits on her ass and lubricates his cock more as he enters her. She cries out in protest but Sir has already filled her up, starting to move faster inside her. "Touch yourself while I fuck you in the ass, you're not to cum until I say" Sir snatches up girl's hair and gives it to her as she screams for him to stop. He ignores her and continues to pound her relentlessly. Her moans of distress turn into words of encouragement for Sir to fuck her harder, faster. "Sir, may I cum please?" girl begs. "Not yet" he grunts, girl groans, just on the verge, holding her orgasm at bay until Sir gives her the word. Sir continues fucking her ass relentlessly until he explodes deep inside her. "Cum now slut." girls body convulses against Sir as she cums together with him..

"What do you say, my slut girl?" "Thank you Sir." girl smiles.

girl xo