The Stalker: Visit One, Day Three - Sex Stories

The Stalker: Visit One, Day Three

... break, and she let herself be soothed. He ended up giving her a ten minute break waiting for her crying to cease and her breathing to level out. He did care about her after all. After the break he put her back into position, straightened himself up and grabbed both breasts harshly causing Sally to inhale deeply. “Now look at this, Sally do try to look at these breasts.” Sally tried and could see them a little bit. “Sally tell me what is different between these two breasts?” “Umm One hurts more than the other, Sir?” Sally really hoped that was the answer. “Hmmm I will give it to you, but no, One has been beaten and the other has not. This hardly seems fair to the left breast, it has been given no attention while the right one has had all the attention. So I want you to ask me to beat your left breast. Beg me and Sally? Do remember there are punishments if you misbehave.” “No! Please Sir! Please beat my left breast Sir, Please!” “Why Sally? Why should I beat the left breast?” “Because Sir, it has not had any attention and it is not fair, Sir. Please Sir?” “if you insist, but we must play the same game I think, so I will strike it and you will count in your head, lets see if you attention has improved shall we?” “Yes, Sir I think we should see if my attention has improved.” “Good!” And Mike proceeded to strike the top, the sides the underbelly, of that left breast till the count was fifteen, he did not go easy, but not as hard as the punishment ones, she had to know there was a ...

... difference between play and punishment after all. “How many?! Quickly!” “Fifteen, Sir. Fifteen.” “Are you certain?” “Yes, Sir.” “Good girl! You are right fifteen. Now thank me for improving your ability to pay attention. Make it in your own words, but thank me.” “Sir? Umm thank you Sir for improving my attention span, by umm oh! By punishing me when I was not paying attention. Thank you Sir.” “Good Girl.” Mike was pleased but not done. He was enjoying his toy too much to let her off the hook. He picked her up and put her on the floor face down, face turned toward the couch, and started to untie her arms and ankles. “Ow! Ow! Ow! Sir, it hurts.” “Yes, my bitch that is kind of the point. I got the breasts nice and tender and now I am applying your body to push them down. I am doing this to intensify the pain. I am explaining to you so that you will know that I am the master of what you feel, pain, no pain, and I do know if what I do will cause pain, if I do not I will ask.” “Why? Why are you doing this? Please stop Sir, Please.” Mike was amused by the begging and it made him smile as he sat on the couch and put his foot on top of her face, “And what would you do to make this stop for the rest of the day?” “Anything Sir. I could give you a nice blow job, sir.” Mike laughed. “Don’t you see, pet? There is nothing you can offer me that I cannot get from you when I want. I told you I enjoy this. Now let’s play a game. Here are the rules: I will give you three choices. You pick one, ...