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 

    ... her, but unable to because of how she was bound. Finally, her answer came in a small whisper, “Please fuck me, Master…” Her senses screamed at her not to fall for this bullshit. How could she simply give in to the man who had drugged and kidnapped her? How could she tell him that she wanted this? A soft chuckle fell lucidly from his mouth and, at her request, he slowly entered her slit. “Already wet for me, eh?” he asked as he slowly buried himself to the base inside of her. Her mouth fell open slightly as his girth stretched her pussy open. He was deliberately teasing her - that much she was sure of. And finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he was eight inches deep inside of her. She felt her juices flowing for him, her body’s natural lubrication to make this situation all that much more pleasurable for the both of them. Kurt didn’t waste much time. He began pumping in and out of her hole, immersing himself completely before pulling his entire length from her. Then repeating all over again. Elizabeth found herself craving more of him with every second that passed. She released small moans and groans with each slow thrust. “You’re stretching for me, slave,” Kurt informed her with lust in his voice, “Such a good little slut, aren’t you?” “Mm, yes…” Elizabeth made the small reply quickly. And he grinned down at her, shaking his head, “That won’t do.” Before she could change her answer to him, Kurt began plunging his meat deep inside of her faster and harder. He fucked ...
    ... her so hard that the wood in the stool she was bound to creaked and threatened to snap. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her mouth once again fell open in marvel at how good it all felt. “Now, are you my good little whore?” he asked again, tone harsher. “Yes…” she whimpered out, and then, “Yes! YES!!!” “Yes, what?” Kurt demanded, continuing at the same pace, burying himself inside her wet, tight slit – and then pulling almost all the way out before pounding back into her. Her ass cheeks jiggled against his every thrust, making a loud pat-pat-patting sound. He reached forward, taking a handful of her damp blonde hair and pulling it hard, “I want to hear you fucking SAY IT.” She moaned low, feeling herself nearing orgasm already. And having been tormented by back-to-back orgasms the previous night, she’d expected to dread the feeling. But she welcomed it at this moment, wanting nothing more than to climax with his manhood deep within her. “I’m a good… little… fucking… SLUT!!” Elizabeth’s words came between panting breaths. And as the last word came out, her body convulsed in the best orgasm she’d ever had. Kurt continued pumping into her for the next few minutes, riding her through her incredible climax before pulling out. “I must say,” he started, running a hand along her now quivering ass, “I’m impressed at how far you’ve come in such a short time.” He raised his hand then, lowering it with a loud clap to her left ass cheek. Elizabeth whimpered as he hit her, and ...
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