1. The Taking of Elizabeth: Chapter 3


    Date: 1/6/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy BDSM Blowjob Bondage and restriction Cum Swallowing Domination/submission Male Domination, Male/Female Non-consensual sex Oral Sex Rape Reluctance Slavery, Stockholm Syndrome, Written by women Author: Breanna Renaud, Source: sexstories.com 

    ... of the plush mattress and was knocked out before Kurt even closed the door behind him. ********************** A knock came on the door five hours later, and Elizabeth groggily looked up from where she laid. It took her a moment to remember where she was and just who was behind her door knocking. Once she realized, though, she practically jumped up from the bed and rushed over to the door. Elizabeth cracked the door open, looking at Kurt who stood outside, “Y-Yes, Sir..?” He looked over what little of her naked body he could see through the crack in the door. Then he nodded to her, “Take a shower. Dry thoroughly. Meet me in the room within the next twenty minutes.” Elizabeth gulped, knowing exactly which room he was referring to. The room where the fun happens. Apparently, even after a night of torture, she still needed to endure whatever her master had in store for her. Breathing slowly to calm herself, Elizabeth bobbed her head, “Yes, Master…” Kurt left her then and she found her way into the bathroom, hopping into the large shower. Her body was sore from sleeping on the hard ground and the hot water rushing over her skin helped to alleviate it. The dirt and dust which had clung to her skin rinsed down the drain. She used the body wash she found in the shower, lathering her body gently and carefully. She stepped out ten minutes later, using one of the soft towels on the rack to dry herself thoroughly as instructed by Kurt. Then, she left her bedroom and made her way to the ...
    ... black door, rapping softly at it. “Come in,” Kurt instructed from inside the room. Stepping in through the open door, Elizabeth looked about. Her eyes caught on Kurt and she couldn’t help but to be astounded once again by his handsomeness. He was nude already, muscles bulging. His shaft was soft, but he was well-hung. He held a bundle of rope in one of his hands and smirked at her, “Come here, Elizabeth.” Quietly, the girl made her way over to him. She tried to keep her eyes down, but couldn’t help staring at him. Kurt took Elizabeth by one of her hands and he kissed the back of it. Then he led her just a few steps toward the leather stool and leaned her over it gently. She gave in to every movement he expected of her, lying over the stool with one leg and one arm on either side. “Good girl,” Kurt commented with a satisfied tone to his voice. He kneeled down then, using the rope to secure her ankles and wrists to the posts that held the stool up. Once she was bound and completely restrained, he stood back up. “This time, I give you pleasure, my whore…” he whispered as stepped around her. She laid her face to its side on the leather pedestal, awaiting the pleasure he promised to bring her. And soon she felt his large hands grasping at her ass cheeks. She felt his manhood against her entrance, now standing at full attention. She let out a small gasp, preparing herself for him to enter. “Tell me what you want,” Kurt demanded. Elizabeth swallowed nervously, trying to look behind ...
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