The Stalker Visit One Day One - Sex Stories

The Stalker Visit One Day One

... meant he would let go she would agree to anything. The stranger looked at her and sighed shaking his head, he knew she was lying, but she had to learn about consequences, in particular that her actions dictated those consequences. So Mike let his hand off her mouth and started to sit back. Sally screamed as loud as she could when she felt pain explode first across her left cheek and then her right cheek. Mike's hand was still raised to exact another blow, but Sally was sobbing and not screaming anymore. Mike began to patiently explain like an elementary teacher would to a classroom. "I told you there would be pain. You did this to yourself, if you had behaved, we could be having a nice chat, but no. Look, I can see you are mad and think I did something to you, but I did not, I told you there would be consequences and there were. Now I need to talk to you open up." Sally looked through her tears and there was a black ball in front of her mouth with some kind of straps "What the fuck?" she thought. Sally did not have an imagination when it came to sex and she had no idea what it was. "I will not tell you again, open your mouth or there will be pain. Pure and simple open it wide." Sally was still reeling from the last bout with pain so she opened her mouth as instructed; not realizing what would happen till he pushed the ball into her mouth and fastened it behind her head, not really tight, but tight enough. He pulled out a small padlock and fastened the gag shut. "I think I ...

... am going to have to leave that in for a little while, now I am going to let you sit up, you will sit on the couch facing me and we will chat do you understand?" This was getting serious and Sally was getting desperate she nodded her head and sat up and then lunged for the door, Mike tackled her before she got three feet, he was pissed, He understood the resistance, he was just done being patient. It was time for a lesson. Sally had not noticed the things on the coffee table, mostly from her kitchen, a wooden spoon, a slotted wooden spoon, a hairbrush, and some clothespins and some office supplies. Mike reached over while straddling Sally’s back side and grabbed the slotted wooden spoon, grabbed Sally by the hair and dragged her pretty much on her belly to the front door. “When I am here this is MY door, you are not to go within arm’s length of it, if you do there will be a punishment, and since you tried to get here without my permission I will now punish you. Furthermore you are not to move unless I allow you to, I hope (he did not really) this is the first and last time we have this conversation. Now I need you to understand the lesson, touch MY door.” Mike was talking very softly and matter of fact. Sally was not sure what to do. She was sinking into despair, she had no idea was happening and could not move, this man scared her. She did not want to do anything he told her to. She just stood there looking at the door wondering what point it would prove it she touched it. ...