My Tortured Slave (Part 1) - Sex Stories

My Tortured Slave (Part 1)

... continue talking her voice surrounding me and filling me with joy. “If its money you want my parents are very wealthy” I shook my head, confusion crossed her face “Well what is it that you need? I’ll do my best to make sure you get it, just loosen my hands I will not try and escape” she must think she is in a ransom position. “I have everything I want right here” I said the voice sounding like it had come from another person. “You are mine” she frowned at this not quite grasping the situation she was in. “What do you mean by mine?” I smiled at this maybe she was as innocent as I had hoped, she twisted slightly in her bindings making her body quiver, I shuddered at this not knowing how much longer I could keep my composer, I stared at her hungrily. “Would you like me to show you?” she didn’t respond to this but looked at me quizzically. I slowly advanced towards her taking my time and enjoying the moment. I stepped into the lights that I had arranged pointing at her, and I thought I saw her relax a little. I wasn’t a scary looking guy, more of a business look to me, sleeked back black hair and a suit and tie. I also, much to my dismay, supported a weak looking face, not a lot of people took me seriously or as a threat. I would prove that wrong. I reached out a hand and made towards her face, she tried to shy away from the touch but only managed to knock herself off balance; I hesitantly pulled my hand away as she painfully supported herself again. “What are you doing?” she ...

... asked, anxiety entering her voice, I didn’t respond but brought my hand to her again and she didn’t pull away, afraid she would lose her balance again. I lightly stroked her cheek, she tried to turn away but my hand followed her action. Her skin was smooth like polished wood, not a blemish as I ran the back side of my fingers along her chin. She looked at me from the corner of her eye, anxiety and fear competing to show on her face. “You are mine now” fear had won. “I have money I can give you money” I sighed, she wasn’t understanding. I quickly placed my hand over her pussy, just the fingertips lightly resting on them. She squirmed and tried to get away from it but her tippy toes couldn’t get any purchase off the ground to move her body. I waited until she calmed down and stood there, choosing humiliation over pain. Her cheeks flowed with blood, her embarrassment exciting me, she was more innocent then I had hoped for. I smiled. “This is mine” I removed my hand from her and she relaxed a little, “I hope you realize you have no power anymore, no control over your body or your fate. You are mine” I could see her swallow nervously not knowing what to say. “My family has connections they will find me, but if you release me now…” she flinched as I brought up my hand to her face. I didn’t strike her; it would be very difficult to discipline her properly without damaging her perfect body. “I will not negotiate with my property, and I am very doubtful they will find you. Now rest here ...