The Stalker Visit One Day One - Sex Stories

The Stalker Visit One Day One

... will feed you, but I am tired and hungry.” You will eat and drink everything in front of you. Do not spill, do not speak, and do try to be as quiet and still as possible.” “Let Me? Feed MYSELF?” Sally’s mind was racing, but she was hungry and ate in silence processing her predicament. She glared at him once, but he returned it, raised his eyebrows and pulled on the leash causing the prongs to dig into her neck. She looked away, with her head down and the collar relaxed. “Finish your wine, all of it.” She hated wine, and was about to argue when the leash pulled and the prongs made their presence know. Quickly she grasped the wine glass and when she tasted it she found it was watered down, like one would do for a child. She finished it and was surprised she was still hungry, but she was not about to say anything to this monster of a man. He was not done, he was enjoying watching her, and eating his food with care. She was beautiful and he could wait no more. He finished and stood up without saying a word and started walking toward the living room, because of the collar she had no choice but to follow, she ran to catch up. Suddenly he stopped turned sharply, slapped her cheek and pointed at the ground. Slowly she lowered herself on all fours and he continued, He sat down on the couch. “Come kneel in front of me.” She did, looking around wondering how to get out of this place. Her little apartment used to be her sanctuary, her place, and now she just wanted to get out and leave ...

... this horrible man. Eating had helped her gain her resolve back. Maybe when he slept? He would sleep right? “Look at me.” He waited until she met his eyes and he stared her down. When she looked away he pulled her collar tight, “LOOK. AT. ME.” She did. “When I give you an order, you will do it until I tell you to do something else. DO NOT think for yourself, If you finish a task I give you, you will report to me and await further instruction.” “Now.” Mike leaned back relaxing, playing with the chain in his hand. “I need a name for you, I have decided I will call you Bitch. Please tell me what you think of your new name, Bitch.” Tears started forming in Sally’s eyes again. Mike leaned forward and pushed her hair back, and wiped her tears away. “Now, now my sweet Bitch, none of that, if you disobey there will be pain, all I asked was your opinion, please tell me what you think of your new name, Bitch. “It is ugly.”Suddenly the prongs on the collar tightened very tight and Sally’s head jerked forward. “It is ugly what?” Mike had his face an inch away from hers, and his hand and grabbed a fistful of her hair. “It is ugly, Sir., Sir, I forgot, Please, please don’t. . .” the words faded as Mike released the collar, but not Sally, he held her looking into her eyes. “Will you forget again, Bitch?” His voice was clipped and menacing “No, no Sir., Just Pleease? Please Sir no more, please let me go.” And with that she collapsed her head on his lap sobbing, knowing he was not going to, ...