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Awakening Sarah Ch. 01

By: goregoregirl



This is a non-consensual story with a male dom/master and female sub/slave. It is purely intended to be a fantasy..  

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"She's too fat," David's boss asserted as he glanced down at the surveillance photos spread across his cluttered desk. 

"If she loses a little weight she'll be hot. Besides, you think all women should be anorexic." David said in Sarah's defense. Sarah was short, only about 5'4" and a little heavier than she should be. However, she was blessed with long auburn hair and flawless porcelain skin. Her weight was well proportioned and David was determined that she would be his. 

David's boss quipped, "And what if you decide you don't like her. Then what do I fucking do with her?" 

David hated this man. He was such a scumbag, from his greased hair to his pinky ring. 

"She'll lose weight and you'll have a beautiful girl for sale." David begrudgingly pointed out. He knew he would never allow this to happen to Sarah, but he had to convince this asshole that she was worth the effort and expense. 

His boss gave in, "I suppose you are one of my best employees. Okay, she's yours... Happy retirement." He slid the photos back across the desk to David. David carefully tucked them back into the tattered folder. 

David couldn't help but grin as he walked out of the office. It was almost three years ago since he first saw her. At the age of 26, he made a feeble attempt to return to college after being in the Army for eight years. The first class he attended was freshman English. It also happened to be where he met Sarah. She was 18 and was very shy. She rarely spoke or made eye contact with anyone. Most men would look at her and see only a snob, but David saw her as a potential submissive. He was convinced he was right when he read her story. 

Sarah was a talented writer and the professor took the liberty of making copies of her work for the class. It was around Halloween and they had received a creative writing assignment to write a short horror story. Sarah's story was about a girl that was stalked by an obsessed man and forced to confront him. The story was not erotic, but it had BDSM undertones that captured David's full attention. 

He tried to talk with her a few times, but she always scurried away from him. He supposed he probably was intimidating to her. He was just over 6 feet tall and had dark brown hair with steel grey eyes. Even at that time, he had several tattoos on his slightly muscular arms that enhanced his imposing appearance. 

On the last day he attended class, before starting his current line of work, he cornered her in the hallway. 

"Hi, my name's David. You're Sarah, right?" David offered his hand to her. He was born with the ability to charm. He had a warm smile and a slight southern accent that melted even the iciest women. 

"Yes." Sarah replied too sharply and ignored his gesture.

"Listen, I know you don't know me very well, but I'd like to change that. Would you like to get some coffee?" David asked in his sweetest tone. 

"No, I'm late for class." Sarah literally turned her nose up at him and walked away. 

David was incensed. He had never been rejected so harshly. David tracked her for the rest of the day and followed her home. Something stopped him from doing anything to her that night. He sulked home and continued to think about her. 

Over time, he found himself continuing to watch her from afar, and he began to notice that she did not visit any family or seem to have any friends. His curiosity got the best of him and he began to delve into her past. 

He continued thinking about these things as he walked back to his room to continue his plans to soon capture Sarah. He knew she was going to be a challenge. 

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David awoke several hours before dawn on Saturday, May 20th. This would be the day of Sarah's abduction. After crawling out of bed, he went to his closet. He slipped on a pair of old jeans and a black t-shirt. Next, he went into his bathroom to shave and brush his teeth. When he was finished, he hastily called the two men that were going to help him. In his line of work, he found that the quiet ones usually gave them the most trouble.

It was about 5am and Sarah was asleep in her bed. Her only other companion, Perseus, a large gray cat, was sleeping by her feet. Yesterday was Sarah's last final for the semester. She slept peacefully knowing she had the next two weeks off before she started her summer job. Suddenly, the serenity of their slumber was interrupted when Perseus jumped off the bed upon hearing the living room window being pried open. Sarah remained motionless and unaware of the impending danger that loomed, as the cat searched for a place to hide. 

Sarah jerked awake to find two pairs of strong hands pinning her legs and shoulders down. Her heart pounded in her ears as she struggled to get free. Sarah started to scream, but a hand was placed over her mouth. The hand was covered by a leather glove. 

"Shh...It's okay." A third person spoke to her in a calm voice. She could only see his towering silhouette in the dark room. He moved towards her from the foot of the bed and she felt his hand grab her arm. Sarah tried to pull it away. 

"Don't move, honey. I don't want to hurt you," the voice drawled. 

Skillfully, the man inserted a hypodermic needle into Sarah's arm. She felt her arm start burning as the contents of the syringe were injected into her. She continued to struggle as her ears started ringing. Soon, the room was enveloped in darkness. 

Sarah awoke from her nightmare in a strange bed. She was lying on her stomach still dressed in her pajamas. As she lifted her head, it started pounding. Her ears were ringing a little. She struggled to think clearly. She managed to flip herself over and tried to look around. She was not in her house. This place did not look familiar to her. She saw a few doors, a small refrigerator, and a dresser with a television on it. There was one small window near the ceiling, but she could only see blue sky from the bed. In an alcove, she saw some exercise equipment. There was also a small desk with a computer and a clock. It said 10:12. 

Tentatively, she sat up. Her head pounded even harder in rebellion and she noticed that she was also nauseous. She willed herself to try to stand. She slid to the edge of the bed and lowered her legs down. They wobbled as she stood and took a small first step. Hobbling to the closest door, she opened it. It was an ordinary bathroom. She moved on to the next door, finding a closet. It was mostly filled with t-shirts. She reached in to examine one. It was an old Metallica shirt. Sarah's heart began to race as she quickly put it back. She realized she was likely in a man's room. Her head spun again as she tried to remember how she got there. 

I was kidnapped! Her mind screamed at her in terror. She dashed to the last door in the room. Frantically, she tried to open it. It was locked. She continued pushing and pulling on the door in vain. 

To her surprise, it suddenly swung open. A tall man stood in the doorway with an amused look. 

"Going somewhere, baby?" he asked with a subtle southern accent. 

Sarah froze in fear. 

"Hi, I'm David." He spoke casually as if they were meeting like normal people. 

Sarah stared at him in shock; he looked familiar. Her eyes drifted down to his tattoo covered arms. On his left arm there was a Chinese dragon that appeared to wrap around his entire arm. His right arm had various designs that melded together. Some of them looked like they were military insignia. 

The memory of her meeting him hit her suddenly along with the comprehension that he must have been stalking her ever since. 

David followed her gaze, "Do you like my tats?" He asked with a charming smile as he closed the door behind him. 

Sarah gathered enough courage to speak. 

"Where am I?" She asked while she took a few steps back. 

David didn't answer her right away. He turned around and entered some numbers on a key pad next to the door. Sarah hadn't noticed it in her earlier scan of the room. He walked over the bed and sat down. His eyes burned into her. Sarah shifted uncomfortably as she stood before him. 

"My room." He finally responded. When he spoke, Sarah saw that his tongue was pierced. 

Sarah shifted her weight again. She looked out the window. In the distance, all she could see were trees. It looked like she was at least a story up. 

"Will you at least tell me what you want with me?" She nervously asked as she clenched her fists. 

"I want you," he simply said. 

Sarah's head spun. He is insane!, her mind screamed at her. It raced to think of a response. 

"Want me?" She dared to glance at him. He looked in her eyes and she immediately looked away from them. 

"Yes," David tried to make eye contact with her again but she continued to avoid him. "You are so beautiful, I had to have you."

Beautiful, did he say beautiful? He is FUCKING insane, she thought before blurting out, "What gives you the right to...to kidnap me!?!" Sarah backed even further away from him. So far, her survival instincts had willed her to not antagonize him, but she was losing the battle. 

His long arms reached out and caught her right hand dragging her towards him. Sarah tried to crouch down and use her weight to pull herself away, but he was too strong. She found herself caught between his legs. "Look at me," he commanded, "I am not a murderer. I am not going to kill you. I wish I could tell you that I won't hurt you...but, well, I won't lie to you." He smiled and waited for her reaction. 

Sarah looked at him with wild fear in her eyes.

"You see, in addition to finding you beautiful, I think we might enjoy the same things." David wished he would have planned this part more. She looked so scared; it made him feel a little pity for her. He paused and continued, "I guess you could call me a sadist. I like to dominate women. I enjoy causing them pain; pain that they enjoy."

Upon hearing this, Sarah began struggling harder to get away from him. David only pulled her closer. Her voluptuous breasts were almost in his face and he was beginning to get aroused. 

"Stop," he told her, "I've seen your books and your writing." 

Sarah followed his gaze to the desk. She had missed that he'd stacked up a few of her books, including "The Story of O" and an S&M themed pornographic novel on it. Worst of all, was a notebook with some erotic stories and poetry she'd written. She felt suddenly sick at the thought of him knowing her secret. 

She murmured, "That doesn't mean you have the right..." 

"Be quiet," he ordered. 

Sarah briefly complied. She wanted so much to get away from him, but now she was afraid of what he would do to her. She knew she was in trouble. "Please let me go," she meekly begged. 

"No. The first rule here is you can not try to escape. If you do there will be severe consequences. Second, you will always obey me and treat me with respect." 

Sarah never felt so vulnerable. She could not control her body as she started shaking. She could barely think. Pieces of what he told her were running though her thoughts.

"Are you listening to me?" He gently pinched the back of her thigh to get her attention. 

"Yes." Sarah continued to attempt to escape his grasp. She was looking away from him in disgust. 

"Good, take off your clothes."

Sarah either didn't hear him or her mind blocked out what he said. Her mind was conjuring horrific images of being used as a fuck toy, tortured, killed, and discarded.

David was getting impatient, he had waited long enough, "Take your CLOTHES OFF!"

She jumped at his abrupt change in tone. "No! Please, I can't do that." 

"I understand," he said calmly. He knew she was not going to submit so easily, this was all part of the game. David stood up, tightly wrapping his arms around her waist. He grabbed her grey tank top at the back hem and began pulling it up over her breasts. Sarah screamed and tried to sink down under his arms. David laughed as he swung her around, pushing her back on the bed. He straddled her chest and pulled her shirt all the way off. She was not wearing a bra and her breasts were now fully exposed. They were round and soft yet firm. Her pink nipples seemed to beg David to touch them. He began to move his hands to them. Sarah noticed and began kicking her legs trying to get him off of her. 

"Yes, fight me," he muttered. With expert precision, he moved down to her shorts. Both her shorts and panties were quickly brought down to her knees. David was surprised to see that she was completely shaved. Sarah flipped over onto her stomach attempting to cover herself. This allowed David to easily remove her last articles of clothing. It also gave him another surprise.

"When did you get this?" David ran his hand over the small tattoo Sarah had on her lower back. In his many nights and days observing her he had never seen it. He guessed she must have gotten it in high school. It was a black cat with its back arched. It looked like a 1950's Halloween decoration. 

Instead of answering him, Sarah screamed for help. She clawed at the bed and attempted to pull herself away. Fearing that she would hurt herself, David took out a pair of leather cuffs he had stuffed in his back pocket. He snapped them on her and flipped her over onto her back again. He sat next her on the bed. 

"Calm down or I'll gag you." He said as he admired her beauty. He was beginning to wonder if he really wanted her to lose weight. Her features were soft and alluring to him, from the swell of her breasts to the way her stomach was rounded a little as it met her cunt. 

Sarah realized that the idea of him gagging her frightened her even more. She struggled to compose herself again. Think logically. No one here is going to help you or he would have gagged you already. She bit her lip and was quiet for a moment.

David sat her up. "Now, that's better," he caressed her hair. "Have you ever seen a naked man before... In person?" He thought he knew the answer, but he wanted to hear her say it. 

She remained silent. 

"If you don't answer me I will have to punish you," he chastised her. 

No. I'm a fucking virgin. A 21 year old virgin, these words almost came out, but Sarah stopped herself. She managed to shake her head no. She could feel her cheeks start to flush red with embarrassment. 

David could no longer restrain himself. He dragged her over his knees. To his pleasure, she squirmed against his lap and protested. David raised his right hand while he held her down with the other. The sound of his first slap to her ass echoed through the room. He did not hesitate continue with the spanking. His red hand prints were soon visible on her ass. 

Sarah bit the inside of her cheek on the first blow. She was determined not to give him the satisfaction of hearing her scream. However, her self control did not last long. She blurted out, "Please stop." She was struggling to breathe. The pain he was causing her combined with her headache and nausea were becoming too much for her to bear. 

"Answer my question," he flatly stated while paused to rub the reddened areas. 

For some reason, the casualness of his response frightened her even more. She started to tremble again. She could feel tears beginning to from in her eyes. She willed herself to stop. The last thing she wanted was to seem weak to this psychopath. Stammering between shallow breaths she said, "No, I have not seen a man naked...I'm a virgin." 

"That wasn't so hard, was it?" David helped her to her feet and then guided her to sit back down on the bed. She winced as her sore rear touched it. 

David took a few steps backwards and peeled off his shirt. 

Sarah watched him in disbelief. His slightly hairy chest was firm and several more tattoos adorned it. Under normal circumstances, she would have considered him attractive. 

"It's time for your anatomy lesson then." He was joking, but Sarah looked terrified. Her eyes remained glazed with tears. David continued undressing. He removed his shoes and then his blue jeans. He had not worn underwear that day. His semi-hard cock pulsed upwards toward her. 

Sarah wanted to avert her eyes, but she could not tear them away from him. 

"It won't bite. Touch it." He insisted as he sat next to her on the bed. He put his arm around her. 

"Fuck you. I'm not touching your pathetic dick." Sarah knew she was stupid for insulting him, but she could not stop the rage that was starting to take over. 

David could not help but look amused. "Rule three, ladies don't swear. I guess I should show you what's in the closet." He stood up and jerked her forward by the arm. 

Sarah followed him to his closet. He shoved some of his clothes to the side. Behind them was what looked like a metal gun locker. He opened it and Sarah was even more horrified by the contents. There were whips, paddles, and dozens of other implements of torture. Sarah had never seen many of the things before, but she could guess at their purposes. "I'm sure you can imagine what the next step in punishment would be after a spanking. By the way, I'm going to lock this from now on, so don't get any ideas about finding a weapon." David looked at Sarah for a reaction and was pleased to see she looked worried. "Look Sarah, we both know no one is going to look for you. You're best bet at getting through this is to cooperate. Now, touch my cock."

She knew he was right. She was estranged from her family and had no real friends. She was completely at his mercy, for now at least. Her hand moved in slow motion towards him. It finally, softly, touched his cock. Sarah stroked the head. She found herself surprised at how smooth the skin was. It felt so hot and firm. As she realized what she was doing, she jerked her hand away. 

David looked at her questioningly. "Did I tell you to stop?"

"No, I'm sorry." Sarah tensed preparing herself for his next move. 

He pulled her once again to the bed. "Lay down on your back." He demanded. 

Sarah did as he asked. She kept her legs closed tightly together as possible. She could see her chest move as her heart hammered in anxiety. She briefly glanced up to find him leering at her. 

After a long moment, he climbed on the bed and reached across her taking her bound wrists in his hand. He raised them above her head and attached the ring on the cuffs to a clip on the head board. Gently, he moved his hands down and stroked her breasts. Sarah jumped at his touch. He continued teasing them until her nipples began to respond. When he was satisfied with their newly erect state, he lightly moved his hands down her body to her thighs.

"No...don't." Sarah dreaded what he was going to do and also the feelings he was starting to conjure within her. 

David half smiled at her and tightened his grip on her thighs. His fingers dug in to them as he pried them apart. Once they were open, he pushed them up a bit allowing him access to her waiting cunt. He knelt down and lovingly kissed the inside of her thighs. He worked his way back up to her inner folds. He was pleased to find her a little wet. 

"At least one part of you seems to be enjoying this," he commented. 

Sarah's face and chest turned crimson. She could not deny that she was both fearing and hoping to feel him touch her there. 

David did not leave her waiting. He earnestly began lapping at her, starting at her clit and working down to her opening. He stayed there for a while trying to force his tongue into her impossibly tight hole. When he felt Sarah's hips grind ever so slightly against his mouth he decided it was time to go back to her clit. 

"Oh God...." Sarah unconsciously moaned as his tongue touched her clit. Initially, she was humiliated by having his face between her legs, but as he continued she was nearing orgasm. She had occasionally masturbated and could feel the familiar tightness. 


Awakening Sarah Ch. 01



David's heart leapt when he heard her moan in pleasure. He intensified his assault on her clit, sucking it between his teeth and massaging it furiously with his tongue. 

Sarah was forced over the edge and she came suddenly without warning. David started the process over again, milking two more orgasms from Sarah.

For most of the experience, Sarah kept her eyes tightly closed. As she recovered, she opened them to see David watching her intently. She felt so stupid. She looked away and tears formed in her eyes. 

David could see them and stroked her hair in an attempt to comfort her. He smiled. He was going to give her something new to worry about. 

"Now it's your turn," he said.

Sarah blankly looked at him. She hadn't comprehended his statement. 

"You're going to suck my cock." David said. 

Sarah's eyes widened in shock. 

David reached up and unhooked her wrists from the bed and guided her to sit up. He held her hands and said, "I'm gonna uncuff you. Don't be stupid, girl, and try anything. And forget about biting me right now. If you do, I will hurt you in ways you can't imagine." He was gripping Sarah's hands so hard on this last sentence that her fingers were going numb. 

"Okay." Sarah decided to save her fight for later. 

He released her and laid on the bed. 

Sarah looked at his hard cock with apprehension. It sprang up from a mass of curly brown hair. Being naive to seeing naked men, she did not realize that it was curved upward a little more than usual. It twitched towards her. 

"Go on." David couldn't wait any longer. If she didn't start sucking him he was going to give in and fuck her. Originally, he planned to save taking her virginity for at least a few more days, but that no longer seemed like a practical plan. She was making him hornier than he ever dreamed she would. 

Sarah timidly reached out and touched his cock. She couldn't believe she was going to go through with it. Should I resist? She wondered, but the thoughts of what he might do to her helped squelch the idea. She quickly bent down and licked the head of his cock. Suddenly, it dawned on her that she didn't really know what to do. She understood she was in the wrong position and moved down so she was sitting between his legs. 

David was trying to muster what was left of his patience. "That was a good start. Slide it in your mouth, but watch your teeth." 

She blushed again at his directness, but did as he instructed. 

"Now, move your head up and down. Move your tongue around." David struggled to talk as her hot wet mouth embraced his cock. His balls ached in need for release. He was in ecstasy. She was finally his. 

Sarah struggled to breathe through her nose as she continued working his cock with her mouth. Her jaw was beginning to ache and she felt nauseous again. She could only bring it in her mouth a few inches before she felt like she was going to gag. 

Normally, David had quite a bit of stamina, but in this situation he was quickly heading towards cumming even in spite of Sarah's inexperience. He was even more aroused at the thought of teaching her to give better head. "Faster," he instructed. 

Sarah complied. Soon she was rewarded as his cock thickened and a gush of cum erupted from it. She recoiled in fear as she tasted his cum and felt it fill her mouth. 

Before she got away, a hand on the back of her head stopped her retreat and David moaned, "Swallow it." 

She kept her mouth on his cock until she felt it quit moving. She swallowed as she pulled her head up, releasing it from the confines of her mouth. David smiled as he watched her. 

Suddenly, Sarah noticed him smiling and she felt sick again. She clumsily hopped of the bed and bolted to the bathroom. She slammed the door behind her and desperately looked to the doorknob for a lock. Not finding one, she pounded her fists on the door in frustration. She turned around, trying to further assess her options and caught sight of herself in the mirror. 

Her beautiful long hair was a complete mess. The night before she'd washed it and gone to bed with it wet. It had dried wavy and was now matted from the morning's activities. Even more shocking to Sarah was the state of her lips, they were redder than normal and puffy. She saw the door open behind her and froze as David appeared in the doorway. She had never felt so exposed in her life. 

"I need to go back to work for a little bit. You can put your clothes back on. Relax while I'm gone, but you better behave yourself." David was choosing to ignore her hasty retreat to the bathroom. He didn't really have to work, instead he needed some time alone to think.

Sarah remained silent and watched him in the mirror as he left. She took a deep breath and noticed she was shaking. She waited until she heard the door lock. Then she hurried to the toilet and relived herself quickly. She went back to the bedroom to collect her clothes. As she passed the bathroom mirror once again, she noticed her ass. It was bright red. In a couple of places, she could see imprints of his hand. 

Still shaking, Sarah put her clothes back on. She wished she had slept in a bra. Her tank top left little to the imagination. Not that it matters, she found herself thinking, he's already seen everything. She sat on the edge of the bed and began planning her escape. 

Now dressed again, David left the room and went down the hall to a room he thought of as the library. There were books there, but also other things. He sat down in an old brown leather chair. He had some planning to do. 

He leaned forward in the chair to see what Sarah was up to. The wall in front of him had a dozen small monitors that showed different areas of the house. It was similar to the security area of a department store. It didn't bother him that anyone could watch his and Sarah's activities at anytime. He had no shame in his actions. 

On the monitor, he saw Sarah sitting on the bed. He could tell she was up to something by the way she was looking around the room. He couldn't blame her; however, it was his job to show her exactly what kind of predicament she was in. David worried that she may mentally snap if he went about things the wrong way. He had no doubt that he could break her quickly if he wanted to, but it would be easier on her if he went slowly. 

David had done as much research on Sarah as possible during the last three years. He knew that she was an only child. Her parents were very religious. They had always lived in the suburbs and were middle classed. From Sarah's yearbooks, David could tell that sometime in her freshman year Sarah had started hanging out with a boy named Josh. There were pictures of Sarah wearing heavy black eyeliner and mascara and dark lip stick. David saw them together in several photos through out her sophomore and junior years. In one picture, she was wearing a band tee shirt and making the devil horns sign. When he got to her senior year book, he thought he found the reason for Sarah's abrupt personality change. The front page of the yearbook was dedicated to Josh. He killed himself on January 1st of their senior year. 

During his investigation, David went so far as to call the high school principal. He claimed he was doing a study on teen suicide. She told him that Josh only had one friend named Sarah. Most of the other students made fun of them for the way they dressed. After Josh's death many of them blamed Sarah. 

"Was Sarah his girlfriend?" David remembered asking. 

"No," the principal replied, "they were just friends. As I'm sure you know, high school kids can be cruel. Unfortunately, Sarah's parents also blamed her. They thought she was a Satanist because she dressed in black and listened to rock music. It was all very unfortunate. She is such a smart girl. If you'd like to talk with her I could find out where she's going to college. I believe she's on a full scholarship."

David smiled, "No, that's okay."

He had surmised that after Josh's death and Sarah's falling out with her parents she began withdrawing. In college she took as many classes as she could and also worked part time as a bookkeeper. She was majoring in accounting. She never dated, lived alone, and had little social contact. Sunday was her only free day and she used it to volunteer at an animal shelter. She dressed conservatively and wore no make up. She did not even go out on her 21st birthday. 

The books he found in her house were a pleasant surprise to say the least. He was happy that he was right about her. Now, he just had to prove to her that she wanted this as much as he did. 

He would start by showing her the house. That should sufficiently scare her. Sarah's movement to his closet caught his eye. She was trying to get into the locker. He quickly went to intervene. 

Sarah almost fainted when she heard the door opening behind her. She tried to back out of the closet, but it was too late. She was caught. 

"If you really want in there, I can open it for you. Of course, I'm not sure you will like what happens after that...or maybe you will." David's eyes could not hide his happiness at catching her, but he did a good job of looking angry. Before she could think about reacting, he was by her side and grabbed her elbow. "I think it's time for you to have a tour of the place. Then we can go over the rules again." 

She tried to dig her heels into the carpet, but he effortlessly led her out of the room. They silently went down the hall. It was had floral wall paper and lights mounted on the walls. It looked like they were in an old hotel. They passed by a room with monitors. She wondered if he had been watching her. 

They reached a staircase and David continued pulling her along behind him. At the bottom of the stairs, Sarah found herself in a large room. The hardwood floor looked very old and they were in a sitting room filled with antique furniture. 

She followed him on as he went to a door. He opened it and there was another set of stairs. Sarah hesitated at the top of the stairs. Instinct told her not to proceed. She tried to pull away from his grasp again.

David leaned up and put one of his hands on the back of her head grabbing a handful of hair. He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Trust me, this is not the place to fight me. Don't speak or make eye contact."

Sarah felt like her heart was turning to ice as his words filled her with fear. What the hell is down there? She strained to listen and thought she heard muffled voices. 

"Come on." He released her head and led her down the steep stairs into the basement. 

Her eyes struggled to adjust to the dimness. When they reached the bottom, she could tell that the basement was very large. It seemed to be separated into more rooms. David led her down another hall. They stopped in an open area. Sarah's skin crawled when she saw what looked like a large dog run. The chain link went from the floor to the ceiling. It looked like a heavier gage of metal than they used at the animal shelter. 

As they walked closer, Sarah could see that there were three men standing over a very thin naked blonde woman who was gagged and bound with rope. There was another naked woman in the cage. She was also very thin, but had darker brown hair. She looked like she had been beaten. She sat in a corner with her dark hair covering her face. Sarah covered her mouth with her hand as she gasped at the sight. 

The men turned and looked at them. David nudged her sharply in the side and she looked down at her feet. She involuntarily started trembling again as she wondered if this was to be her fate as well. 

"So, you got her. She's cute." One of the men said as he approached them. 

"Are you ready to send her down here?" Another asked. Sarah could not see that he was grinning. 

"Not yet." David replied. "I'd like to show her what we do here though."

"Good idea." The man, named Evan, replied. David considered Evan a friend. Evan was also planning on leaving the company soon too. 

Evan went back to the woman on the floor and looked down at her. "She tried to escape again this morning. She kicked him in the balls." He motioned to the tall man on his left. 

"Fucking cunt," the man muttered and kicked her in the stomach. 

The woman let out a groan as she curled into the fetal position. Evan and one of the other men picked her up and lifted her onto steel table. It had stirrups on one end, like at a doctor's office, but they had straps with buckles on them. 

"Watch." David ordered Sarah. 

Sarah slowly lifted her face up until she could fully watch the horror unfolding in before her. The bound woman was laid on her back. She struggled as they forced first her right leg then her left leg into the straps. Sarah could see her chest rise and fall as she struggled to breathe with the gag in her mouth. 

Once the three men were satisfied with her bonds, the tallest of the three went to a corner of the room near Sarah and David, and she stepped back as he approached her. David still had his hand on her elbow and stopped her from moving any further. 

The man ignored Sarah and retrieved a small braided leather whip from a cabinet. Sarah had not seen anything like it before in person, but had read about it. There was no mistaking what it was, it was a cat o'nine tails. 

Sarah watched the tall man as he went back to the woman. He stood and looked at her for a moment. The woman's eyes were shiny with tears. She shook her head and tried to plead for mercy. 

"You're going to think twice about trying to escape again and kicking me in the nuts." The man raised his hand with the whip and, with a horrible snapping sound, struck her across the breasts. The woman arched her back in agony. Sarah could see red marks where the lashes of the whip had struck her. She closed her eyes. She could hear the woman being struck several times before David noticed she had her eyes closed. He pinched her hard on the inside of her upper arm and Sarah almost screamed herself. She looked at David who was glaring at her. She quickly looked at the scene in front of her again. 

The man continued whipping the woman. He would alternate between her breasts and cunt. After a few minutes, both were covered with red marks. The woman fainted after one last blow to her exposed pussy. 

As the men began unfastening the straps around her ankles, David led Sarah back through the basement to the stairs. They went back up them to the main floor and then up the second flight of stairs to David's room. 

On the trip back Sarah could only think of the poor women in the basement. Why are they doing this? 

They were now back in David's room and he answered her question before she could ask. "I work for a company whose business is selling people. The people we sell are usually women with no families. Most of them are drug addicts who owe someone a lot of money."

"That's disgusting. How can you do that?" Sarah spat at him. 

"They're killing themselves anyway. The places they go are nicer than you or I will ever live." David dismissed her comment. 

"What about me? I'm not a drug addict. Why did you take me?" Sarah demanded. 

David's smile sent a quiver of fear down her spine, "I tried asking you out and you rejected me. Were you afraid of what I would unleash inside of you?" He stepped closer to her and tried to embrace her. 

"Fuck you. Let me out of here you bastard!" Sarah screamed at him.

"Well, I guess if you would prefer to have your training down in the basement we can go there." David caught her forearms in his hands and pinned them together. 

Sarah did not fight him. She knew she couldn't win. She didn't want to admit she was defeated, but she also didn't want to be naked in the cage with the other two women. She tried to get the strength to tell him no, but picturing herself saying that did something inside of her. For the first time since her abduction, she suddenly burst into tears. 

David saw the defeat in her eyes before she started crying. He pulled her to his chest and sat down with her on the bed. He smoothed her hair with his hand. "I don't want to send you down there."

Sarah knew he was trying to manipulate her. She told herself to stop crying, but her eyes would not obey her. 

David began going over all of the rules again with Sarah's face still pressed into his chest.

Sarah tried to listen though her screaming mind. She thought she heard most of them. 

When she had stopped crying, David told her coldly, "You know, you cursed at me and called me a bastard. I already warned you once before today." He suddenly stood up and Sarah fell to the floor landing on her ass. "I don't forget things like that that." He walked to the closet and produced a small key from his pocket. 

Sarah winced as he opened the locker. She told herself to stay quiet, she would only make things worse. 

He turned around holding a small wooden paddle. "Lean over the bed."

Sarah looked at him; he couldn't really expect her to allow him to hit her with that?

"For every second you waste sitting there I am going to hit you an extra time." He told her.

Sarah begrudgingly did as he told her. She was disappointed in herself for not fighting him. 

David walked behind her and pulled down her pants. Her ass was still a little pink from her earlier spanking. He put one hand on the small of her back as he stood at her side. He gave her a sharp swat with the paddle. The way her smooth ass bounced when he hit it almost drove him insane with desire. 

He only struck her two more times. Sarah buried her face in the mattress. The pain was becoming unbearable and her legs felt weak. 

David stopped his assault and reached between her legs. He forced one finger into her tight cunt. 

Sarah shrieked at the surprise invasion. David continued exploring her with his fingers from behind. He was very gentle and Sarah's body began responding against her will. Her pussy began to contract around his finger and she felt the urge to push back against his hand. She thought, I wish he would just fuck me and get it over with.  

David's will was failing him. Her cunt was so hot and tight around his fingers. He couldn't remember anymore why he wanted to wait to fuck her. 

He felt Sarah's flesh grip his fingers and his decision was made. He removed the two fingers he had inside her and hurriedly pulled her to her feet. David pulled her around to face him and softly bit her on the neck. 

"Ohhh..." Sarah couldn't keep from responding to the feelings his mouth sent coursing down her body. 

David moved up to her ear and bit it as well. 

Sarah fought the urge to melt into his embrace. "No, stop..." she said weakly. 

David encircled his arms around her and he fell on top of her on the bed. He pulled her shirt up over her breasts and attacked them with his mouth. He took each of her soft pink nipples in his mouth and sucked them until they were hard. 

Sarah was fighting another internal battle between her mind and her body. Her body was telling her to go with it. When David released her to take his clothes off she made a feeble attempt to get off the bed. 

David caught her leg with his hand and told her, "I don't want to tie you down right now."

It was bad enough in Sarah's mind that her first time was going to be at the hands of a rapist. She did not relish the idea of being bound for it either. She responded to him by moving her leg back on to the bed.

He now stood naked before her, his throbbing cock at eye level. He got back on the bed and knelt between her legs. 

Sarah now knew what was going to happen and she took in a sharp breath in anticipation. David did not disappoint her. He began again by kissing up the insides of her creamy thighs. He placed one final kiss on her clit before he began licking it. He kept licking it harder and harder until he could feel Sarah begin to push her hips against his mouth. He rubbed his tongue against her clit as fast as he could as he slipped two fingers back inside her. 




Awakening Sarah Ch. 01



This drove her to the point of release and she came hard on his fingers and mouth. As she recovered, she looked sheepishly down at David. He smiled at her and sat up. He climbed over her until his face was over hers.

"Don't be scared. It will only hurt for a minute." He said as he kissed her on the lips. 

It took a few seconds for Sarah to process the meaning of his words. 

David did not give her a chance to think about it anymore. He pulled her legs up and positioned the head of his cock against the lips of her pussy. He slowly forced it inside and allowed her a moment to adjust. 

Sarah tried to shift her hips and dislodge him, but he held her still. She grunted in frustration and pain. 

He continued sliding his cock in her until he felt the slightest resistance of the remains of her virginity. 

"Oh, please stop it hurts." Sarah felt like she was being impaled with a hot iron rod. 

David felt like his cock was being squeezed in a fist, but he managed to utter, "It will hurt less if you put your legs around me."

Sarah tentatively did as he instructed and it did ease the pain. He forced himself the rest of the way inside until his balls were touching her. He gave her more time to adjust before bringing his cock almost out of her pussy and pushing it in again. She closed her eyes and tried to imagine herself somewhere else. 

He kept fucking her faster and faster. He desperately wanted to feel her cum on his cock. 

The pain Sarah felt earlier was disappearing. Every time he plunged his cock into her she could feel heat radiating up to her belly. Unconsciously, she raised her legs higher to allow him deeper inside of her. The new position caused his pelvic bone to hit her clit on each downward thrust. Oh, god I need to cum again. She thought as she let herself go. Soon, she could feel her orgasm building. 

David continued thrusting until he finally felt her cunt gripping his cock. During the entire ordeal, he never took his eyes off Sarah's face. He saw that she was silently moving her lips in pleasure. He felt her back arch and her cunt began milking his cock. He could not hold out anymore. He groaned as he came inside of her. 

David rolled off of her and laid on his side facing her. He waited for her to make another retreat to the bathroom, but she didn't. She looked like she was in shock. She laid still, blankly staring at the ceiling. David couldn't resist kissing her on the lips again. 

Sarah had been deep in thought and she jumped when his lips touched hers. 

"Go take a shower. It'll make you feel better." David said and shoved her off of the bed. 

Sarah struggled to get her feet under her in time. She limped into the bathroom without speaking to him. She shut the door and leaned against it. Putting her head in her hands she slid down the door and sat on the cold tile floor. This has to be a dream, she told herself, I'm going to wake up in my bed at home with Perseus at my feet... Perseus ...he's going to starve to death. Sarah began crying again as she thought of her beloved cat dying alone in her house. No one was going to know Sarah was missing until her rent wasn't paid. That would be at least 11 days from today. 

She continued crying on the floor for almost an hour. David could hear her, but he decided to leave her alone. He got dressed again and turned on the television. When he could wait no more, he pounded on the door. 

Sarah's heart raced when she felt the door shake behind her. 

"Get in the shower right now or I'm going to put you in there." He gruffly said. 

She scrambled to her feet and went to the shower. She turned on the water and got in. The hot water did feel good on her sore muscles. She was sickened as she noticed David's cum on her thighs. She covered every inch of her body with soap. 

When she was finished, she searched the bathroom until she found a towel. She was happy that it was big enough wrap around her. She stood there for a moment, trying to gather the courage to go out and face him. She held her breath and opened the door. He was sitting in a chair reading a book. 

David looked up at her. "There are some clothes for you on the bed."

Sarah turned and looked at them. He had neatly laid out a pair of her black silk panties and one of his t-shirts. She turned to him to protest. 

He did not look up from his book as he said, "It's that or nothing."

She took them back into the bathroom and put them on. She then returned to the bedroom.

He put his book down, "There's water in the fridge. You must be thirsty."

Sarah went to it and got a bottle of water. She sat down the bed and examined it in awkward silence. 

"So, what are you majoring in?" David of course knew the answer, but he was trying to get her to speak. 

"Accounting." She said, almost guiltily. She waited for him to make fun of her. 

"You must be smart. I dropped out of college in my freshman year." 

There was an uncomfortable pause in the conversation. Sarah felt odd making idle conversation with the man that had technically just raped her. 

David spoke again, "I'm retiring from this job soon. I'm going to open a tattoo shop. I haven't decided where yet..."

He continued talking and asking Sarah various questions. She responded, but did not engage him in conversation. She was relieved when he said he was going to get them dinner. 

When he left the room, Sarah slunk down on the bed. She was too exhausted to try to escape again. However, she did think about it until she dozed off. She did not hear David return to the room. He let her sleep for a while before waking her up.

"Sarah," she heard him say as he rubbed her back. She thought she was dreaming at first, forgetting about what had happened, but the day's events soon returned to her memory and she sat up. 

"Here." David handed her half of a turkey sandwich. 

"I'm not hungry," Sarah said. 

"You have to eat. I can force you to if I have to." David insisted. 

Sarah took the sandwich from him and began eating it slowly not tasting anything. 

"Do you feel okay? You look a little pale." David was genuinely concerned about her. 

"I have a headache."

"Try to eat anyway. It'll probably make you feel better." David knew drug he had used sometimes caused side effects for a day or two. 

They finished eating and David told her she was going to bed. Sarah noticed it was only 7 o'clock. She worried that he was going to sleep in the same bed as her. 

David pulled a small pill out of his pocket and held his hand out to Sarah. "Here take this. It's a sleeping pill. I promise it won't hurt you."

Sarah looked at it skeptically. She thought he must really be insane to think that she was going to take a pill from him.

Her reaction was clear to David and quickly made his own position on the matter clear, "Take the fucking thing or I'm going to shove it down your throat."

Sarah closed her eyes for a moment and cursed herself. She held out her hand. He dropped the pill in her hand. Sarah put it in her mouth and took a drink of water. 

"Open your mouth." David ordered. 

She did. David looked inside to make sure she wasn't hiding it.

He tucked her into bed which did not help ease the surreal situation. He sat back in his chair and picked up his book again. 

Sarah closed her eyes and silently prayed that she would wake up in the morning. She laid awake for a while. She couldn't stop thinking about her cat. The pill began to take effect and she felt relaxed enough to broach the subject. 

"Um, David?" She felt weird saying his name. Somehow it made her feel worse. 

"Yes, baby?"

She paused for a moment. She was still lying on her side and she didn't dare look at him. Him calling her baby didn't make it any easier to ask him, "I know you probably won't care, but I had a cat and...I...well I know it's going to be a long time before anyone looks for me and I don't want him to starve to death. I don't think he can get to any food..." Sarah felt foolish for telling him this. 

David was surprised, figuring it would be at least few days before she got the nerve to ask him about the cat. "You don't think very much of me do you? I found him a good home."

"Thanks..." She wondered if he was telling the truth, but she now felt very sleepy and closed her eyes again. She slept dreamlessly. 

Sarah briefly woke up at dawn. She saw the purple sky through the window. She quickly went back to sleep. She didn't notice that David was lying next to her with one of his legs draped over hers. 

Hours later David woke up. He had woken up several times that night to make sure she was still there. It was finally morning and his hard cock insisted he fuck the desirable creature that his arm was draped around. 

He let his hand wander under the blanket to her waist. He managed to snake his way up her shirt without waking her. His hand stopped on her breasts. He blindly caressed them and began stroking her nipples. He could feel them growing harder against his hand. 

Satisfied, David let his hand wander under her silk panties. He stopped to rub her clit. 

Sarah moaned softly. At first she thought she was dreaming, but as David's fingers moved faster against her clit her eyes flew open. 

"What are you-" Sarah's question was stifled as David pounced on her. He pressed his lips to hers and forced his tongue in her mouth. She was appalled at how good his kiss was and how yet again she could feel her body responding to his touch. 

David took his lips away from hers and pushed up her shirt to expose her breasts. He briefly kissed them. Next, he pulled her panties down to her knees. 

"Don't touch me." Sarah tried to wiggle away from him. David roughly pulled her closer to him by grabbing her hips. He flipped her over onto her stomach. 

"Put your face down and your ass up." He commanded. 

"I don't think so. Why don't you go fuck yourself." Sarah hissed back at him. Her long nights sleep seemed to renew her courage. 

David still had a grip on her hips and jerked her backwards until she was on her knees. He slapped her on the top of the ass. 

Sarah yelped at the sudden sting. She felt another one on the other side of her ass and then the process repeated again. It hurt worse than the first time he spanked her yesterday morning. When he paused, she immediately put her head down on the bed and raised her ass in the air a little. She whimpered as she thought of how exposed she was. 

He smiled at her submission. "Any more fight left in you today?" 

His arrogance made Sarah want to tell him to fuck off again, but she was also ready to get the inevitable over with. 

"No," she said with a hint of sarcasm. 

"We'll see about that." David moved behind her and shoved his cock in her cunt. 

Sarah groaned at the pain caused by him entering her so suddenly. This new position made her feel even more like she was being reamed out. She could feel him slowly going in and out of her. Each time was a little less painful. Again in spite of her reluctance, she began feel her pussy growing wetter around his cock. 

David released one hand from her hips and moved it back to her clit. Rubbing it hard, Sarah bucked underneath him and he could feel her walls tighten a little around his cock. He fucked her harder with his fingers against her clit. He could hear her breathing heavy now. He continued until he felt her cum. 

His cum was leaking out of her as he pulled out. Sarah lowered her knees and laid on her stomach. 

David got off the bed. He briefly admired Sarah before saying, "I've got some work to do. Stay out of trouble while I'm gone." He dressed and left the room. 

Sarah laid on the bed for a long time. She felt empty. Eventually, she got up and went to the bathroom. She found a washcloth and cleaned David's cum off her again. 

Back in the bedroom, she found her panties that were hiding in the bed sheets. He hadn't given her any other clothes so she figured that meant she wasn't supposed to wear anything other than the t-shirt again. 

She got a bottle of water out of the fridge and took a few drinks. She explored the room again, but stayed away from the closet. She stopped and looked at the treadmill. She went back to a bookshelf and looked at the contents. There was quite a variety of books and DVD's on the shelves. 

She found things to occupy herself while David was gone. When he returned hours later, he seemed happy with her. 

The next couple of days passed without much incident. They managed to co-exist together. David fucked her a few times, but did not start many of the BDSM activities he enjoyed. He continued to try to move things along slowly. 

On Wednesday, David had to leave for work early in the morning. He was gone when Sarah woke up. She used the treadmill for the first time, watched television, and tried to take a nap. She couldn't sleep and realized that she was bored. She started thinking about what had happened to her and was disgusted that she was getting aroused. This is what you've always fantasized about, a quiet voice from inside of her said. She groaned out loud at the thought. It was true, she had been plagued by fantasizes about being forced into submission for years. 

Sarah rolled over onto her other side and stared at the patch of sky through the small window. She knew she should be worried about what David was going to do to her, but she had led herself to believe that he wouldn't really hurt her. 

This admission made her even more revolted. She had to get out of here, before she completely lost herself. 

David returned just after 4 o'clock in the afternoon. He'd left Sarah a pair of sweatpants to wear with her shirt that day. She was sitting on the bed when he walked in. 

"How's my darling little one?" He asked as he walked beside her. 

Sarah chose to ignore the latter part of his question and answered, "I'm bored."

He smiled. "Well I think I can think of something to keep you entertained." He leaned down in an attempt to kiss her, but she turned away from him. He pushed her down on the bed and held her head steady so he could kiss her. 

Sarah gasped as his tongue caressed her mouth. She parted her lips slightly allowing him to enter her mouth. 

David fondled her breasts under her shirt. Sarah tried to fight her desire to submit to him. 

"Stop," she pleaded, "Please stop."

"When will you stop resisting me?" David whispered into her ear. 

"Never." Sarah was more determined now to get away. 

"Have it your way then." David said as he unceremoniously pulled her pants down and then his. They both still had their shirts on, but he didn't care. He flipped her over onto her stomach and entered her pussy from behind. 

Sarah couldn't help but notice how the struggle between them had made her more excited. Her arousal increased as he continued to fuck her. Not being able to resist anymore, she came. 

David ran his hands over her firm ass as he felt her cum. He could feel the pull in his own groin as he came in her hot pussy. 

They rested on the bed for a short time. Sarah sat up to put her pants back on. 

"After we eat we can go for a walk." David told her. 

Sarah stopped what she was doing. 

"That would be nice," she said through clenched teeth. David left soon after to get them some food. Sarah decided that she had to act now. She'd watched him enter the room enough times to know that when he had his hands full it took him a few moments to get the door locked. If she attacked him when he walked in, she might have enough time to slip by him. She searched the room for a weapon. She picked out a book. It was a hard back and might be heavy enough to hurt him a little. 

She opened it and pretended like she was reading. She sat on the edge of the bed, closest to the door and waited. 

Her head shot up when she eventually heard footsteps outside of the door. She shut the book and stood up. Holding it high above her head she waited by the door on tiptoes. Her heart was pounding with fear. 

The door opened and she struck him in the face before he could see her. She tried to push him aside to get out, but he didn't move. She stomped on his foot as hard as she could and kicked him in the shin. He finally budged enough for her to get by. She shoved him as hard as she could and he lost his balance, hitting his head on the door frame. 

Sarah ran as fast as she could toward the direction of the stairs. She gasped in shock as she ran directly into a large man at the top of the stairs. The man caught her and held her tightly. 

"Did you lose something?" Evan asked with amusement until he saw the blood trickling down David's neck. Sarah saw his face harden into something cold and frightening. 

"Take her downstairs." David said. 

Evan nodded and clenched Sarah's arm in a death grip as he dragged her down the stairs into the basement. 

Sarah was truly terrified at the thought of what they would do to her. She had really hurt him. "Don't hurt me," she tried to plead, but Evan ignored her. He continued dragging her down the stairs until they were in the room with the cage. 

Evan led her to a large metal support beam in the center of the room. Sarah shuddered as she could see one of the other men and the two girls in the cage bewilderedly staring at her. Evan wasted no time securing her to the post with her arms wrapped around it. He also tied her legs to the post so she couldn't move at all. 

Sarah suddenly felt faint and forced herself to take a few deep breaths. 

"What the hell is going on?" the other man asked. 

Evan replied, "The little shit tried to escape. It looks like she fucked Dave up a little. I'm going to check on him. Don't touch her until he tells us what he wants to do." He left to go back upstairs. 

Sarah couldn't see the man, but the two women sneering at her was enough to make her skin crawl. 

Evan met David as he was heading for the basement. 

"You need to get that cut looked at." Evan said as he saw the blood continue to trickle down David's neck. 

"It's fine. Head wounds always bleed a lot." David tried to push his way by Evan to get to Sarah. 

"Well, have it cleaned up anyway. I can take care of her." Evan insisted. 

"No, I'm the only one who's going to touch her." David was determined to deal with her his way. The thought of anyone else punishing her affronted him. 

"What are you going to do?" Evan asked. 

"I'm going to give her a punishment she won't ever forget and then I'm going to leave her in the hole for a little while..." David said and then muttered, "That will give her some time to think about actions and consequences." 

"At least let me help you." Evan bargained.

"All right." David continued walking to the basement as Evan followed. 

As they approached Sarah, David couldn't help but consider how beautiful she looked tied in that position. Her large breasts were mashed against the pillar and she looked so helpless. He thought he saw her eyes lighten when she saw him. 

"You've been a bad girl, pet." David growled at her. 

Sarah looked away. She was afraid of what he had planned for her. 

"Help me cut her clothes off." David told Evan. 

Evan got two pairs of scissors from their tool box. He handed one of them to David and they began cutting her clothes off.

Sarah tried to recoil as she felt the cold metal press against her skin. David was working on her pants and panties while Evan removed her shirt. 

Standing naked, she broke down and begged, "Please don't do this. I'm sorry, I'll be good."

"It's too late for that, baby." David whispered to her, "Tell me what rule you broke and I won't punish you as much."

Sarah cried a little. She knew she was about to be horribly humiliated in front of five people yet she couldn't tell him what he wanted to hear. 




Awakening Sarah Ch. 01



"I can't," she sniffed. 

David went to the cabinet and removed a long leather whip. As he held it, he had mixed feelings. He had always dreamed of doing this to his sweet Sarah, but at the same time he had empathy for her. It would be so much easier if she would just allow herself to enjoy it, he thought as he moved to stand in front of her. 

"Oh god, no." Sarah said when she saw what he was holding. 

Wordlessly, David went behind her again. He gently lifted her hair and placed it over her left shoulder to fully expose her back. He took a few steps back and tried to mentally balance himself. He raised his arm high in the air and brought it back down with practiced precision. The whip cracked against the bare flesh above Sarah's right shoulder blade. 

Upon the first blow, Sarah shrieked and clamped her eyes shut to block out the people staring at her. He continued whipping her, crisscrossing her back, ass, and upper thighs. Sarah continued to cry and feared her pain was never going to end. 

David stopped when he saw that her back was covered with numerous welts. He had to admit that he was a little surprised with her stamina. 

"Tell me what you did and your punishment will end," he said.

Sarah sobbed, "You know what I did."

"I need to hear you say it," he patiently said. 

She still did not respond. 

"Help me untie her." David said to Evan. 

They worked to get her loose and Sarah collapsed on the floor when she was freed. They each took an arm and carried her to the table strapping her down. 

David went to the cabinet where they kept their medical supplies. He put on a pair of latex gloves and began looking through the different gauges of needles. Finding the one he wanted, he found a matching pair of silver nipple rings. He had planned on piercing her later, but he hoped that the psychological torture might have an impact on her. 

Sarah saw what he had when he turned around and shrieked.

David carefully opened the needle's package. He was very good at piercing and knew that it would literally only take seconds. However, the pain afterwards would serve as a reminder of his control as well. 

"I won't ever try to run away again," Sarah said with a trembling voice. She had never even had her ears pierced and the thought it frightened her. 

"I believe you, but it's too late now." David said calmly. He cleansed her already erect nipples. 

The cold liquid he used on her breasts made Sarah too aware of what was about to occur. She felt faint and hoped she would lose consciousness. 

"Try to take deep breaths and let yourself relax. This won't hurt much." David comforted. 

Sarah closed her eyes. She did not want to see the needle, David, or anything else in the room. She wanted it to all disappear. She felt him grasp her right breast and a brief pinch following by a quick tug. Then the same process repeated on her left breast. 

"Take her to the hole." David said as he left the room.

Sarah opened her eyes to see the other men unstrapping her from the table. She looked down at her nipples to see that they were both now pierced with silver rings. She was yanked off the table and drug to the room they called the hole. It was indeed a prison cell. The only contents of the room consisted of a metal bed and a toilet. The door had a small window in it. 

The door was locked behind Sarah after she was shoved inside. She felt faint again and went to the metal slab. She laid on her side and blissfully slipped into darkness.



Awakening Sarah Ch. 02



David laid in bed staring at the ceiling. He knew Sarah was going to try something dumb. He saw it in her eyes from the beginning. Truth be told, he would have been disappointed in her if she had not tried to escape.

Part of him knew what he had done was crazy, but something about Sarah had triggered an obsession that he could not stop. He had never even had a relationship that had lasted more than a few months, but yet he had watched and waited for her for years. 

He'd spent many nights sitting alone in his truck watching over her dark house as she slept. He worried about her being alone. Sometimes he wished that she would have found someone to love her, maybe he would have been able to forget her. 

David sat up, trying rationalize things. It had now been almost a week since he left her down there. He'd fought the urge to go to her until this point, but his instincts told him it was time. 

*****

Sarah awoke feeling sore and stiff. For a moment, she forgot where she was or why she was hurting. She tried to sit up, but the pain in her back was unbearable. She managed to wedge herself on her side and look around the room once more. The walls and the floor were made out of gray cement. She was lying on a silver piece of metal. The only other objects in the room were a metal toilet and a bright florescent light mounted to the ceiling. 

She moaned at the pain in her back and the ache in her breasts. The memory of what had happened returned. What time is it? she wondered. The room had no windows except a small one in the door, but Sarah could only see darkness behind it. 

Defeated, she laid down on the bed again until she had to go to the bathroom. She was terrified at the thought of using the exposed toilet. However, the thought of it at all made her have to go even worse. 

What do you care what they see? She tried to motivate herself to use it as her need increased. With a frustrated sigh, she forced her body to stand and walk over to it. She stared at it for a while and then sat down. She tried to hurry as fast as she could. 

When she was finished, she realized that there was no toilet paper or any clothing for her. She was going to be left in this room dirty and naked. Stumbling back to the bed, she collapsed on it. She wanted to cry, but felt too exhausted. She fell back into a deep sleep. 

Sarah woke up and dozed several times. Once, she noticed that there was an apple and a bottle of water on the floor. She shuddered at the thought of someone seeing her naked. She left them there for a long time before she timidly picked them up. She drank the water first and decided to save the apple for later. She wasn't hungry. 

As she laid on the bed she began to hear men talking in the distance. She had to strain to just barely make out what they were saying. 

"Do you think he'll sell her?" she heard one male voice say.

"I would." the other man said. 

"I'm sure once she loses weight, someone would pay a lot for the little whore." Both of the men laughed. 

Sarah frowned as it dawned on her that they were talking about her. She rolled on her other side and faced the door. Fear crept though her slowly as their conversation trailed off. She wondered who would buy a woman. The possibilities did not seem enticing.

She found herself wishing David would come back. At least, in some twisted way, he seemed to care about her. Strangely, she did not hate him for the punishment. She had been warned and knew well what he was capable of. She resented him more for the feelings he was forcing her to finally face. 

Sarah didn't know how much time had passed. She ate the apple long ago and her stomach was growling again. Her head snapped up as she heard the door opening. 

The man standing in the doorway was not David. It was the man who caught her. 

"Here, princess." He said as he held out a peanut butter sandwich and another bottle of water. 

Sarah refused to take it from his hand, turning her head away from him defiantly. Evan wanted to leave without giving either to her, but he knew David would kill him if he did. He placed them on the floor while keeping an eye on her. He left the room in silence. 

Sarah waited for a few agonizing moments before taking them. Under normal circumstances, she would have never imagined eating food off of a floor, but being naked and left in a prison cell wasn't normal for her either. 

Time seemed to inch by as she waited for her fate. She alternated between sleeping and pacing around her cell like a caged animal. The ache in her back grew worse from lying on the hard surface. She began to wonder if he was going to leave her there forever. Different men came in to bring her food every now and then, leering at her as they did. She didn't speak to them and they did not speak to her either. 

The light in her cell never went off making it further impossible for her to tell the time of day. She was worried about her mental state. Sometimes, she caught herself speaking out loud without thought. 

She was beyond bored, her mind numb at times, and at others it was shrieking at her. She tried to not think about her present or future, but as she remained alone she could not stop. The internal battle with the dark side of her mind waged on. The side she tried to shun for so long remained persistent, telling her to submit. 

Sarah shamefully remembered one of the books that David had taunted her with. It was a BDSM pornographic novel. She found it when she moved into her house, but she lied when she told him in one of their conversations that she had never read it. She remembered staying up all night unable to stop reading. She fantasized about it for months.

Her mind turned to her captor again. She had tried not to think about her encounter with David in college, but this too kept creeping back into her thoughts. Sarah could remember sneaking glances at him during class. It seemed like every time she looked at him, he was looking at her. He was so much older than everyone else in class and his confidence captivated her. However, when he asked her out she panicked. She had planned to apologize to him the next time she saw him, but he never came back to class. 

Sarah was on her side, facing away from the door, drifting in and out of sleep once again. She heard the door open and did not look to see who it was. She waited for them to leave, but she could feel a familiar presence standing behind her. She stayed still, unsure of what to do. 

She felt his warm hand gently rub her sore back. Her breath left her body as she waited in anticipation. 

"Can you sit up?" David asked. 

Sarah rolled over and sat up. She could not make herself look at him. 

He sat next to her and she did not resist as he took her hand in his. David looked at it thoughtfully. Her hands were so small, soft, and perfect compared to his. 

He finally spoke, "I'm going to take you back to my room. I'd rather not get stitches again. Do you think you could try to behave yourself?"

Sarah looked up at him. He was still looking at her hand. She could see his stitches. Guilt overwhelmed her; she had never hurt anything in her life. She wanted to promise him that she would be good, but she couldn't find the words. Her eyes began to sting as tears formed. Horrified, she jerked her hand away from his and covered her face. 

David watched in wonder as she began to sob. Even in the first days of her abduction she had not showed this much emotion. He put his arm around her and she rested her head against him. 

As she cried, she became more aware of David tightly holding her. Even though he was her captor, she felt safe. She could smell the faint scent of his aftershave and it stirred distant feelings of desire. Her attraction to him was undeniable. Her primary fear, she realized, was not of him but of herself. She was afraid how far her descent into submission would take her. 

Her tears slowed and she caught her breath. She did not lift her head from his shirt to speak, she barely knew her own voice as she said, "I'm sorry. I won't try to run away again."

His hand lifted her head up to meet his eyes. "I forgive you," he said. 

Sarah looked away from him. She couldn't believe what she'd said, she sounded so different. 

"Let's get out of here." David helped lift Sarah to her feet and moved to lead her out of the cell. 

Sarah was not going to complain about her nakedness, she figured by now everyone had seen her, but she was relieved when David handed her a bathrobe. 

She put the robe on and followed him back up to his room. She noticed through the windows that it was twilight. The house was empty, so she assumed it must be dawn. 

Sarah felt comfortable back in his room. 

"Go take a shower." David said. 

Sarah went into the bathroom and complied. She had never felt so dirty in her life. At first, the hot water stung her back, but as she washed, it took some of the ache out of her muscles. The water also felt good against her sore breasts. She took time to shave her arms and legs. She peered between her legs and noticed how much her hair had grown out. She paused for a moment, before starting to shave there too. When she was finished, she stepped out of the shower. She dried off slowly before wrapping a towel around her. 

She looked at herself in the mirror and was shocked to see how much thinner her face looked. Her eyes were still red and puffy from crying. She tried to brush her hair, but all she could find was a comb and she feared she would break it in her thick tangled hair. She combed out the mats with her fingers and tried again. Finally satisfied with her appearance, she bit the inside of her lip as she opened the door. 

David was on the bed waiting for her. Sarah had no illusions of what the morning was going to hold for her. 

"Take the towel off. I need to look at your piercings." He instructed. 

Sarah let the towel fall from around her. She stood before David and closed her eyes as he examined her breasts.

"They look fine." David said, "Now lay face down on the bed." 

Sarah looked at him questioningly, but did what he said carefully. 

She wondered what he was planning to do. He moved behind her and it sounded like he was opening something. She gasped in surprise when she felt his weight next to her on the bed followed by something cold against her back. 

"Your back is still a little red in places. I'm putting some lotion on it." He said as he rubbed it into her skin. 

As he continued to massage her back, she couldn't help feeling relaxed. Her back felt warm and she soon noticed that it was spreading down between her legs. As his hands rubbed against her lower back, she wished they would go lower. 

David could feel her tight muscles loosen under his hands. He waited for the right time, he was straying lower and lower down her back, watching for her reaction. 

A moan escaped from Sarah as one of his hands brushed against her ass. 

David took this as his cue and gently motioned for her to roll over. He knelt down between her legs and ran his tongue up her right thigh. He stopped and gently bit the place where her thigh met her pussy. He could feel her pushing toward him. 

When his tongue reached her clit, Sarah clawed at the sheets. She allowed him to push her legs over his shoulders so her pussy was at the perfect level with his mouth. He hadn't shaved for a few days and she could feel his beard stubble against her soft newly shaved skin. 

She felt the orgasm begin slowly. 

He admired her beauty as she lay in the troughs of her orgasm. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes were shut. He took his own clothes off and lowered himself to her. He was met with no struggle as he kissed her on the lips. 

She kept her eyes closed as he kissed down her neck and to her breasts. Unconsciously, her hands wandered to his back. She ran her fingers down his arms, feeling his muscles as he held himself above her. 

Opening her eyes, she met his. She opened her legs and wrapped them around his waist. She could see a hint of a smile play upon his face. He did not say anything as he ran his cock down her wet slit to enter her waiting cunt. 

He slid into her smooth silkiness and groaned. Sarah's legs tightened around his waist, pulling him into her. She could feel her back begin to hurt again from having his weight on top of her, but it merely added to her arousal. 

David fucked her furiously. The bed shook underneath them and he could feel Sarah writhing against him. Shortly after, he felt the tell-tale contractions of her cunt against his cock. He lost count of how many times she had cum before he gave in to the urge. 

Sarah sighed as she felt the warmth of his cum fill her. He laid on her for a moment and she let her sore legs slide down. He pulled out of her and he helped her slide under the covers with him. She was facing him and he held her closely. 

"Was that make up sex?" Sarah quietly whispered. 

David paused for a moment, not quite believing his ears, and then smiled. "I think so," he whispered back. 

Sarah smiled and they both floated in and out of sleep until noon. 

When they got out of bed, David gave her a shirt and underwear. The day passed quickly. Sarah was still uncomfortable at times, but she was kinder than before. She made a point to speak to him politely. She asked him a few questions and he gave her answers. She learned what day of the week it was and how long she'd been in the basement. 

Another week passed by. Sarah's reluctance continued. One morning, David got out of bed before dawn and got dressed in the dark. 

When he got to the door, Sarah sleepily asked, "Where are you going?"

"Work." Sarah could hear the annoyance in his voice. 

"Do you have to?" Sarah felt sorry for whoever his victim was going to be. 

"I'll be back soon." He said as he closed the door behind him. Sarah listened to it lock and stared up at the ceiling. 

She wondered what he was going to happen to the girl he was going to bring here. Despite his efforts to justify what he did, Sarah still felt it was wrong. 

Eventually, Sarah got out of bed. She walked on the treadmill for some time, but by eleven o'clock she was looking for something else to do. She went over to his book collection and looked through it. There were a lot of books about tattooing, there were some about starting a business, and of course, there were a few about sadomasochism. She didn't dare look at one of those. She could just picture the smirk on his face if he caught her reading it. 

Instead, she picked up a well worn book about business management. As she flipped through it, she saw that someone had made notes and highlighted some areas. She guessed that it must have been David. The last pages of the book contained a detailed budget. She was amazed at the work he'd put into it and the amount of money involved. However, she couldn't help but notice a few errors in his math. Sarah considered working on it, but thought he might get mad at her for snooping. 

Next, she picked up one of the tattoo books. It was mostly a book of pictures. She looked through it in amazement, particularly at a picture of a girl, with black hair cut like Bettie Page. The girl in the picture had sleeves of colorful floral tattoos on both arms. Her nipples, lower lip, and nose were pierced. She also had stars and butterflies tattooed across her stomach and down her curvy hips. She was completely naked except for thigh high black leather boots. 

Sarah jumped when she unexpectedly heard the door opening. She had been sitting in David's chair that was directly across from the door. She wanted to hide the book, but there was no time. 

David smiled as he saw her. 

"Hello...what are you looking at?" He asked, noticing how flushed her face was and that she was breathing a little heavy. 

"I'm sorry, I got bored and I was looking through your books," Sarah hurriedly apologized. 

"It's okay. Let me see what you were looking at." He moved quickly toward her to get the book before she could close it. Luckily, she still had one hand on the page and it marked her place as she scrambled to shut it. 

Sarah sighed as he pulled the book away from her. She knew he wasn't going to let this pass by without comment. She watched his smile broaden as he looked at the photo. 

"Do you like this?" he asked. 

"I think she looks nice." Sarah coolly replied. She folded her arms across her chest. 

"Would you like to look like her?" David prodded. 

"No," Sarah shifted uncomfortably in the chair. 

"Do you want to fuck her then?" David asked as he put the book back on the shelf. 

Sarah caught herself from gasping. She paused for a moment before answering, "Why would you think that?"

"Your face looks a little flushed. I bet you're wet aren't you?" He teased. 

"Yes, I'm really a lesbian, so you have to let me go." She said sarcastically. Sarah smirked as she saw the briefest look of shock on his face from her catty response. 

David knelt down on top of her, pinning her against the chair, "I don't care what you think you are, darling, I'm never letting you go. If I have to, I'll keep you chained to my bed for the rest of your life." 

Sarah snorted insolently, "We'll see about that." 

David pressed his mouth against hers and forced his tongue into her. He thought he felt hers respond before she tried to turn away. He pulled off of her and looked into her eyes. 

"Let's go for a walk," he said. 

She looked at him with suspicion. "Do I have to go outside dressed like this?"

"Well I did have some clothes for you to wear, but now you've made me change my mind..." David looked to her for a response. 

Sarah wasn't sure if he was serious or not. She decided to err on the side of caution, "Please, I didn't mean it like that." 

He went outside his door and retrieved a brown paper bag and handed it to her. 

She opened the bag and pulled out a pair of denim shorts, white socks, and white tennis shoes. Sarah stood up and put them on in front of David. 

When she was dressed, David took Sarah by the hand and led her outside. It was now the middle of June and the heat of summer had already arrived. She raised her hand to shield her eyes from the sun. 

"Don't get any ideas about running away." David cautioned her. 

Sarah nodded, still squinting her eyes. She was satisfied in the moment at simply being outside. She was never much of a fan of the outdoors, but she had never stayed inside for so long either. 

David continued to hold her hand as they walked towards a fenced area with several horses. Sarah turned her head to look at the building that was her prison. From the outside it looked like a mansion. It was painted all white. Off in the distance, she could see several barns and more horses. She scanned the horizon carefully; all she could see were trees and several small hills. 

"Where did you bring me?" she asked. 

"I can't tell you that." David said as they continued to walk towards the trees. 

Sarah didn't ask anything further. She quietly ran through a list of the neighboring states to try to figure out where she was. 

David interrupted her thoughts when they were a good distance away from the house and well inside the small forest, "Don't worry about where you are. We're not staying here much longer."

"What are you going to do with me?" Sarah remembered what he said earlier about keeping her chained up and, while slightly intriguing, it didn't seem that practical. 

"That is up to you. You can stay with me by your choice or mine." He looked her squarely in the eyes as he said this. 

Sarah pulled her hand away from David's. "What do you want from me?"

"Your submission." He grabbed her hand again and drew her into his arms. 

Sarah looked away boldly, "And in return I get your dominance?"




Awakening Sarah Ch. 02



David couldn't help but chuckle at her, "That's the deal." 

Before she could say anything further he kissed her hard. Sarah tried to push herself away from him, but he kept her pinned against his chest. He could feel her breasts heaving against him and the blood was quickly rushing to his cock

When he broke their kiss Sarah did not try to get away. She stood in his arms for a moment. She was considered the idea of submitting to him, but quickly dismissed it as unthinkable. 

David felt her relax and seized the opportunity to slide his hands down over her ass. She moaned against him when one of his hands went between her legs. He forced her back so she was up against a large oak tree. He moved his hands away from her ass and under her shirt to fondle her lovely breasts. Lifting her shirt up a just enough to allow him access to them, he dipped his mouth down to tenderly lick her. 

"Oh god, stop..." Sarah cried out. The piercings had made her nipples extremely sensitive. She couldn't stand his teasing any longer. 

"Okay," David murmured and placed a hand on the crotch of her shorts. He could feel her wetness through them and knew she was close. His plan was to tease her as much as he could stand. He rubbed his fingers against her clit as he kissed her on the neck. 

"Please..." Sarah begged. She was afraid he was going to fuck her right there in the woods. 

David abruptly stopped. Control, he thought. Sarah looked at him with confusion when he said, "Let's walk a little further."

Sarah could feel the wetness in her panties growing as they walked through the woods. She didn't understand why he had stopped when she asked him. He had never done that before. 

During their walk, he chatted with her. He asked her what her favorite bands and movies were. They discovered that they had some common interests. Eventually, they turned back towards the house. 

Returning to their room, David said, "Let's take a shower."

"Together?" Sarah glanced towards the bathroom and tried to imagine them in the small shower together. 

David nodded and began taking off his clothes in front of her. Sarah sighed and did the same. He would just force her if she refused.

Once they were in the shower, he washed her first. He stopped at both her breasts and cunt to run his tongue across them just enough to tease her. When she was finished washing her hair, he handed her the sponge and they switched places. Sarah looked at him for a moment before she forced herself to start. She started with his chest and then worked her way to his arms, letting the soap cover his many tattoos. She hesitated for a moment at his cock, but managed to start washing him. A smile threatened to peak out when she saw his cock twitch as the clean water flowed off of him. 

"Suck me." David ordered. 

Sarah looked up at him in horror. The look in his eyes told her not to question him. She sighed and sank to her knees as the water continued to fall on both of them. She gingerly took his cock into her mouth and ran her tongue around it. She could feel him growing harder as she continued. 

She pulled away and looked up at him again. He stared back at her, still unwavering. Sarah took a deep breath and took his cock into her mouth once more. She remembered what he had taught her and took him as far into her throat as possible before she started to gag. Moving as quickly as she could, she soon felt his cock harden further and he put one hand on the back of her head forcing himself deep into her. Her eyes watered as his cum poured into her throat. 

She pulled away from him and sank back against the wall on her haunches. David noticed the rope of semen that somehow ended up on her chin. She looked like such a hot dirty slut at that moment. Her dark red hair was curly and matted from being in the steam. He considered letting her cum, but he was determined to make her beg him. 

"You need to wash your face." David said smugly as he got out of the shower. 

Sarah looked at him blankly. She expected him to go down on her like he had before. Instead, he left her alone in the bathroom to wash his cum off her face. When she was finished in the shower, she wrapped a towel around her and walked into the bedroom to find David dressing again. 

"Should I get dressed?" Sarah asked. 

"Sure, unless there's something you'd like me to do with you while you're naked?" David winked at her. 

Sarah blushed, "No."

"Suit yourself." David said as he picked up a book and began reading. 

For the rest of the afternoon and evening, he continued teasing her. Sarah understood what he was doing and resolved to be strong. She was not going to ask him. 

That night she did not sleep well. She woke up several times. It seemed like every time she woke up David was touching her. The last time was after a vivid dream. She dreamt she was back in the basement with her arms chained above her head. David was whipping her again, but this time there was no pain. He stopped whipping her and held her from behind. He played with her breasts and just as he was about to move down to her pussy, she woke with a start. It was still dark outside, but she could not sleep again. 

David stayed with her all of the next day as well. He teased her incessantly. Bringing her to the edge of an orgasm several times and leaving her hanging. When he couldn't stand his own arousal he forced her to suck him again. By the time evening came, Sarah's need for release was almost unbearable. 

She was relieved when he allowed her to go to sleep early. She was still exhausted from the lack of sleep the night before. She awoke sometime in the middle of the night to find David in bed next to her. The lights in the room were off, but the moon outside was bright and full. The room was illuminated with moonlight and she could easily see David sleeping next to her. He was laying on his side facing her. She watched his even slow breathing and she was sure he was asleep. 

Just ask him to make you cum. Sarah was annoyed at the thought. No, he wants me to beg him... Her thoughts drifted as she lied awake. She could not go back to sleep. Without realizing what she was doing, she began picturing herself begging him to let her cum. As her fantasy developed, so did the wetness in her cunt. Lost in thought, one hand drifted down under the covers. 

Sarah slid her hand under her panties and circled her clit with two fingers. She knew it wouldn't take much more touching for her to cum. She stole a guilty glance at David. 

She considered getting up and going to the bathroom to finish, but she was afraid that would wake him up. She wondered what he would do if he caught her pleasuring herself. Will he spank me? She thought sparking a new fantasy as she increased the pace of rubbing against her clit. 

"What are you doing?" David thundered as he ripped the covers off of her. 

Sarah's hand flew away from her cunt and she tried to sit up. 

David caught her and pulled her across his lap. He lifted one hand and slapped her bare ass several times. 

Each time he spanked her, it felt like an electric jolt went into Sarah's pussy. 

"I'm sorry," she begged, "please stop."

David ignored her and continued spanking her until she stopped resisting. One of his hands had grasped her thigh to hold her down and he could feel her wetness on his hand. 

"Don't touch yourself again. I'm the only one that is going to make you cum." He said as he released her. 

Sarah rubbed her sore ass as she moved off of his lap. She knelt silently on the bed as he laid back down on the bed. 

"I'm going back to sleep unless you want to ask for permission to cum," he said. 

Defeated, Sarah covered her face with her hands. She wanted to cry. She did not want to do this, but she needed relief. 

David continued watching her in the moonlight. 

"Please..." Sarah whispered. 

"Tell me." David said soothingly. 

"Oh god, please, I can't." Sarah wailed as she clutched her fists. 

"Quit being so damn stubborn." David was almost pleading with her. 

Sarah looked at him for a moment and closed her eyes for a few seconds trying to compose herself. When she reopened them, it was almost as if something primal took over her. She lunged at him and put her lips to his, almost knocking him over, as she kissed him. 

David kissed her back for as long as he could. When it broke, Sarah still clung to him. He held her in silence. He could see her searching his face looking for him to waiver. 

"Please fuck me, make me cum." Sarah whispered. 

Before she could regret her words, David rolled on top of her and began kissing her neck. To his surprise, she kissed him and ran her hands from his hips to his shoulders, stopping to embrace him. 

He sat up and helped her take her t-shirt off. David ran his hands down her body again feeling her softness. He started again by kissing her on the mouth and kissed down to both breasts and further down to her waiting cunt. 

Sarah moaned and bucked as he kissed her one last time on her mound. He pushed her legs up and slid his fingers easily into her wet pussy and he heard her moan louder. He fucked her with his fingers while he continued rubbing her clit with his thumb. 

"I'm going to cum," she huskily whispered as she ground her hips up while her pussy tightened around his fingers. Sarah felt like she was falling into a black hole as the waves of the orgasm pulsed through her. The room around her seemed to disappear for a brief moment before she felt David's cock sliding into her pussy. 

She opened her eyes to see that David was on top of her. His face contorted as he pushed his cock the rest of the way into her tight cunt. Sarah raised her legs to let him go deeper as he began thrusting. 

She could feel the friction inside of her bringing her close to cumming again. She clutched his arms. 

David fucked her until he felt her cum again. She looked confused as he pulled out of her.

"Did you...finish?" she asked softly. 

"Not yet," David said, a little out of breath, "roll over onto your knees." 

Sarah quickly rolled over and raised her ass in the air. She was still a little confused; he hadn't had her switch positions before. She felt him grasp her by the hips and his cock, wet with her cum, enter her open cunt. 

He began fucking her again, trying to pace himself. David ran his hands over her back and across her ass. He noticed that if he scraped his fingernails down the curves of her hips she would tighten and push against his cock. He made a point to repeat this for a moment at a time. 

Sarah cried out in pleasure as he fucked and caressed her. Before this, she had managed to keep most of her moans to herself, but this time he had pushed past her self restraint. Every time he touched her ass, she wished he would spank it. She could feel the twinges of another orgasm starting and her mind was abandoning all of her limitations. 

"Please spank me..." She uttered without knowing what she was saying. 

David almost came upon hearing her beg to be spanked. He wasted no time in raising his hand and bringing it down on the round peak of her ass. He timed his blows with his thrusts. After only a few swats he could feel her cumming again. His own stamina was at its limit and his cum poured into her. 

Sarah's mind had begun drifting again when he spanked her. She could feel herself cumming at the same time as his seed filled her, but it felt like her body was miles away. When he released her hips, her body was unable to support her and she melded down onto her stomach. 

David laid next to her and lifted her head onto his damp chest. They laid together in silence, he recovering and Sarah returning to Earth. 

Sarah woke on her stomach and found her whole body aching. It seemed like every muscle was on fire. Her pillow had fallen to the floor sometime during the night. She looked over at David who was still asleep on his back. She could see that he was not wearing a shirt. She realized in horror that they were both completely naked. 

The memories of what had happened during the middle of the night returned to her. Sarah wished she would die right then. She gingerly climbed out of the bed and went into the bathroom. 

She shut the door behind her and sat down against it. She wanted to cry. She remembered being in the same spot once before, on the day of her arrival. Suddenly, she realized that his cum was dripping down her thighs and she decided to take a shower. 

What am I going to say to him? She kept asking herself as she showered. She could picture him now, gloating at the slut she had become because of him. 

Getting out of the shower, she wrapped herself in a towel. She looked at herself in the mirror and tried to comb her hair again. She felt like crying again as she replayed the night's events. She remembered what she'd said and worse, what she'd done.  

She jumped when she heard the bed creak and felt her heart beat faster. 

"Are you okay in there?" he asked through the door. 

Sarah didn't answer. 

David sighed to himself. He knew that today was going to be hard. He opened the door and he could see the hatred burning in her eyes. 

"Why didn't you answer me?" he asked. 

She still didn't speak. She tried to push past him through the door and he held her by the shoulders. 

"Bastard! Let me go, god damn it!" She screamed at him. 

David struggled to keep his own anger in check. "I know you're confused right now, but I am not going to let you act like a bitch," he glowered at her. 

Sarah knew she had gone too far when she saw David's face. She had seen him truly angry once before and it was frightening. She went still and lowered her eyes. 

His anger abated a little at seeing her cower to him. "Apologize to me and I'll forgive you this time."

Sarah opened her mouth and closed it, not trusting what words would come out. She looked up at him and he was looking back at her intently. She knew that every second she waited to speak could be the moment he decided to punish her. 

"If you don't want to apologize, I'll be happy to punish you another way." He said coldly. 

"I'm sorry," came out of her mouth in a sob. 

David led her back to the bed. He sat next to her and she leaned against him. 

"I know that you're fighting yourself right now. There is nothing wrong with who you are...You were beautiful last night." David hoped what he was saying was soothing her and not antagonizing her. 

Sarah stopped crying. She didn't know what to say to him. 

"I'm going to go get us something to eat. I'll be back in a little bit." David said softly to her and got up. He went to the closet and got her clothes for the day. 

Sarah took them when he handed them to her. He left the room. 

She was grateful to have a little time alone to collect her thoughts. She laid down on the bed, her mind still in turmoil. She couldn't deny that she had enjoyed last night or for that matter the chemistry between them. She knew that she had submitted to him by asking him to fuck her and certainly when she asked him to spank her. It made her feel good not fight him for once and to see his happiness. 

David took his time going to the kitchen and making them some breakfast. He was gone for nearly an hour before he returned. He came back to find Sarah clothed and sitting in the chair. She looked like she had been staring off into space. 

He turned on the television to break the silence while they ate. He made a joke at a stupid commercial and she laughed.

When they were finished eating, David went to his bookshelf and found the book he was looking for. He pulled it off the shelf and handed it to Sarah. "Read this, I think it might help." 

Sarah took it from him like it was a poisonous snake. She looked at the book skeptically. It seemed harmless enough. It reminisced of a self-help book. 

Over the next few days, she read it. At some points she had to stop because it was too much for her, but then she would begin again. It covered most aspects of BDSM. She found the section written from the submissive's perspective especially interesting. There were many parts of herself she recognized in it, such as the fantasies she'd had since childhood. There were also parts that repelled and frightened her, specifically the chapters covering anal play. 

It also brought up other questions that had not occurred to Sarah before.

During the days that she read, she continued to act cordially. She did not refuse any advances from David again. 

She did not ask him any questions about the book until she was finished reading it. She finally pounced on him while he was at his computer. 

"Do you want to do everything that this book talks about?" She asked first. 

He smiled, "No, do you?"

"Of course not...I was wondering if you are going to..." She looked away from him, embarrassed. 

David knew exactly what her worry was. 

"Fuck you in the ass?" Sarah gasped as he finished her question. 

"How did you know?" she asked. 

"Lucky guess," he smirked at her, "and yes, I'm going to fuck you in the ass."

Sarah felt a gush of warmth between her legs. The idea of it scared her, but aroused her at the same time. 

David continued to log on to the computer. Sarah sat in uncomfortable silence for a moment before asking her next question. 

"Why don't I have safe word?" she asked. 

David mulled her question over, a little surprised at her candidness, "We aren't exactly in that kind of relationship...Would you use it when I fuck you in the ass?"

"Yes," Sarah admitted. 

"Then you don't get one for now." He said simply and continued what he was doing. 

A few more days wore on uneventfully. Sarah began opening up to David even more. She loved hearing his stories about the Army. He had been to so many different countries. 

At a quarter to three one afternoon he went to his closet and handed Sarah a pair of his jeans. 

"What do you want me to do with these?" She asked. 

"Wear them," he said. 

Sarah looked at them with concern. She wasn't sure they would even fit her. She stood up to put them on and, to her delight, they were a little loose on her. 

"You've lost a lot of weight," David commented, "almost too much."

"Really?" Sarah asked. 

"Yes, you look great." He admired her smile. 

"Where are we going?" she asked, purposely changing the subject. 

"I'm going to work on a tattoo for a friend here," he said. 

Sarah followed him down the hall and to the door of another room on the same floor. He knocked and a male voice on the inside told them to come in. 

They entered and Sarah saw the man that had delivered her back to David when she tried to escape. He was sitting on a couch watching television with his shirt off. It appeared he actually had small apartment instead of a room like David. 

"Your stuff's over there." Evan said, barely looking at them, and then taking another glance as he noticed Sarah. 

"Sarah, say hello to Evan, I believe you've met before." David introduced her. 

"Hi," Sarah looked away shyly. 

"Have you been feeding her?" Evan asked, admiring her more slender figure. 

"At least she's not as skinny as that stick you call a slave...where is she anyway?" David saw no sign of Jenny. 

"She went into town. She's on her way back. Are you going to get to work or stand there and yap at me all day?" Evan joked. He stood up and went to get some more supplies David would need. 

Sarah watched as David went to the kitchen and scrubbed his hands before he found his kit with his tattoo machine and needles. He opened several packages of needles and arranged everything a table next to the couch. He also got out the ink and set it up. 

Evan returned and laid face down on the couch. 

"Sarah, you can sit in that chair." David pointed to a large arm chair adjacent to the couch. 




Awakening Sarah Ch. 02



"Is she going to be good?" Evan asked.

"She better be." David said as Sarah shifted nervously. 

"Just as long as she doesn't fuck you up. I've had too much work put into this thing for it to get screwed up somehow." Evan added. 

David got to work and began making conversation with Evan. Sarah continued to observe. She noted that the outline of Evan's tattoo was finished and David was working on filling things in. It looked like it was a scene of naked female angels battling naked demon girls. 

"So, when are you going to tattoo your girlie?" Evan asked. 

David continued his shading work, "Oh, nothings popped into my head yet." He stole a quick glance at Sarah who was now fully listening to their conversation. 

"I think you should tattoo the word 'slave' across her back." Evan suggested. 

"Hmm, I'll have to think about that." David smiled as he tried to continue concentrating. He stopped for a moment when he heard the door open behind him. 

"Hi, Master." A tall skinny girl with shoulder length blonde hair cheerfully called from the doorway. Sarah watched in disbelief as she took off her clothes in front of all of them before walking to the bedroom carrying her bags. 

Evan saw the look on Sarah's face and explained, "I require my slaves to be naked at all times when they are at home."

Sarah did not say anything. Jenny appeared to be proud of her body and did not mind showing it off. 

Jenny returned and knelt before them. She wore a thin shiny leather collar around her neck. Both of her nipples and navel were pierced with gold rings. Her breasts were a little on the small side, but they were well rounded. Her pink nipples pointed upward a little. Her pussy was covered with short silky dark blonde hair. 

"How was shopping, little one?" Evan asked her.

"Fine, Master." Jenny answered and looked at Sarah, "Is this Sarah?"

"Yes," Evan answered. 

Jenny looked her over, "She's pretty. I love your hair."

Sarah was uncomfortable having a naked woman kneeling at her feet. She managed to thank Jenny for the compliment. 

"Why isn't she wearing a collar?" Jenny asked. 

"Mind your own business." Evan said, annoyed. 

David continued his work without commenting. Jenny kept quiet as well. 

"Go show Sarah what you bought." Evan told Jenny after a while. 

Jenny smiled and stood up. Sarah looked at David and he nodded, "It's okay."

Sarah followed her into their bedroom. It was a very small room, but it had a large closet that was overflowing with clothes. 

"I'm a clothes whore," Jenny said still smiling, "I know it's kind of weird since I don't wear clothes at home, but I can't help myself." She reached into her bags and pulled out a stylish dress and held it up to her. 

"That's cute." Sarah said with little enthusiasm. Watching this beautiful girl show off her clothes was not her idea of a good time. 

"Thanks," Jenny said and pulled out more clothes. 

Suddenly, out of the blue, Jenny asked in a whisper, "Tell me...how is David in bed? I've always wondered about him."

Sarah was struck speechless for a moment. "I don't really have any other experiences to compare with," she admitted. 

"You mean you were a virgin?" Jenny asked in awe.

"Yeah," Sarah said in embarrassment. 

"That's so hot." Jenny said before asking, "Do you like being a slave?"

Sarah considered if she really wanted to confide her feelings in this girl that she barely knew, but she spoke anyway. 

"It scares me...I scare me." Sarah whispered. 

Jenny knelt down before her and said soothingly, "I felt the same way in the beginning. When I met Evan I was completely vanilla, but after one night with him I couldn't turn back. I was terrified of how heavy things would get...but David is very sweet and I don't think he would let you go too far." 

Their conversation was cut off when they heard the buzz of the tattoo machine shut off. Sarah followed Jenny back into the living room. 

"I think I've had enough pain for today." Evan said as David began bandaging him. 

Sarah and David shortly returned to his room for the evening. Sarah thought about the surreal conversation she had with Jenny. 

More days passed in a blur. Not much changed until the following Saturday afternoon. 

"You need to get dressed." David instructed. 

"Where are we going?" Sarah asked. 

"We're going to hang out with Evan and Jenny tonight. She wants to try to cook us dinner." David answered, frowning a little at the thought. 

Sarah picked out a pair of David's old faded and torn jeans and put them on. She wore a black tank top with them. 

They went over to Evan and Jenny's apartment at five o'clock. Jenny, of course, was cooking in the nude. Sarah and David sat on the couch together as Evan helped her in the kitchen. 

Evan walked in the room and handed them both a bottle of beer. Sarah took it timidly from him. She had drank a little in high school, but she was leery of doing so now. 

David saw her hesitation and said under his breath, "Don't be rude, one beer won't kill you."

Sarah took a drink. By the time they were finished eating, the bottle was empty. She still felt in control of her senses. 

After dinner, Evan made everyone drinks. They found a comedy on cable to watch. After her second drink, Sarah felt more relaxed. She was laughing with everyone at the movie and agreed to have a glass of wine with Jenny. As they continued watching the movie, Sarah kept stealing glances at Jenny who was kneeling happily at Evan's feet. Sarah pictured herself doing the same in front of David and found the idea strangely appealing. 

When the movie was over they played a movie trivia game. If David didn't know an answer, Sarah usually did and they easily won. 

"I hate playing this game with you, fucker. You know more useless shit than anyone should." Evan said as he put it away and then added, "And that goes for your girl too."

David laughed and Sarah giggled. Jenny returned from the kitchen and handed her yet another drink. 

Sarah shook her head, "No, I can't."

Jenny nodded insistently, "Yes, you can. Drink it or I'll ask David to spank you in front of us."

"And I will." David added playfully poking Sarah in the ribs. 

"Well, if you insist," Sarah blushed as she took the drink. She was becoming acutely aware of the wetness in her panties. 

Jenny took her place at Evan's feet again and they continued watching television and talking. Sarah was too aware of David sitting next to her and she kept fighting the urge to touch him. 

Her attention was diverted when Jenny asked her a question. "Did you really used to be a goth?"

Sarah shot David a look that would kill before answering, "I guess you could say that."

"I bet you looked hot." Jenny said. 

It was almost ten o'clock when Jenny leaned up and whispered something in Evan's ear. He stared at David and Sarah as she did. 

"You'll have to ask him," Evan replied to whatever question Jenny had asked. 

Jenny gracefully got up and knelt before David. 

"I was wondering if I could dress Sarah up...to see how she looks?" Jenny demurely asked David.

"Sure." David said and patted Sarah on the knee. He knew she was fuming on the inside. 

If it hadn't been for the drinks, Sarah would have bolted from the room. As Jenny pulled her to her feet, they hit her and the room seemed to move a little. Jenny continued to drag her into her bedroom. Sarah sat on the bed as Jenny got what she needed.

"I'm going to start with your hair. Do you mind sitting on the floor?" Jenny asked, holding a hairbrush and elastic hair bands. 

"Why not." Sarah said as she slid down on the floor. 

Jenny sat behind her on the bed and began braiding half of her hair. Sarah caught a glimpse of them in a mirror mounted on the wall and saw to her shock, Jenny's legs were open and she could see the inner folds of her cunt. She tried not to stare, but Jenny caught her looking once.

"Do you like girls?" Jenny asked as if it was a normal question. 

"I've never been with one." Sarah said. 

"I like it sometimes." Jenny said and then asked, "Do you ever think about it?"

"Yes." Sarah blushed.

"Maybe one day you and I can play together." Jenny said as she finished up her hair. She got up to get the make up. Sarah returned to sitting on the bed. 

Jenny sat next to her on the bed and began applying the make up. Sarah remembered the feeling of the heavy mascara weighing down her long eye lashes from high school. 

"My foundation isn't light enough, but it still looks good." Jenny noted and handed Sarah a mirror. 

Sarah felt like she had gone back in time as looked at her reflection. Her eyes were surrounded by black make up and it made her blue eyes stand out. Jenny had found a dark plum lipstick that worked well with Sarah's hair and skin tone. Her hair was tightly braided on each side down the back.

"You're missing something." Jenny said and began rummaging though her closet. She returned and held out a leather collar. 

"I don't think so." Sarah said. 

"Yes, you have to, it'll look so cool." Jenny placed it around her neck before she could protest further. 

Sarah stood up and looked at herself in the full length mirror. For the first time in years, she thought she looked attractive. 

Jenny stood behind her and placed her hands on Sarah's ass. "You should go out there naked and kneel before David. He would die a happy man." She whispered into Sarah's ear. 

Goosebumps rose on Sarah's neck. 

"I can't do that," she said as she stared into the mirror. 

"But, you want to, don't you?" Jenny whispered again, her voice heavy with seduction. 

"Yes, but I can't..." A chill ran through Sarah's body. She wanted to turn around and kiss Jenny. 

"At least kneel in front of him." Jenny continued to persist as she guided Sarah out of the room. 

Sarah felt faint as she walked into the room. She felt David and Evan's eyes on her. They looked on in wonder as Sarah allowed Jenny to direct her in front of David. She gently pushed Sarah's shoulders down. Slowly, Sarah descended to her knees. She did not dare look up. 

"My god, you're gorgeous." David said as he reached out to run his hand down Sarah's cheek. She peeked up at him as she shivered again.

"She's a natural alright." Evan added. 

"I tried to get her to take her clothes off, but she wouldn't." Jenny giggled, breaking the tension. 

They all resumed talking again about other things. Sarah remained on the floor, but turned around so her back was facing David. She jumped when she felt him start rubbing her bare shoulders. His touch her set her body on fire. 

Evan talked David into watching one more movie and another beer. Jenny was still insisting Sarah drink too and Sarah's inhibitions were lowered even more when she dimmed the lights for the movie. Sarah looked over at one point to see Jenny and Evan kissing. Evan was playing with one of her breasts. 

David noticed Sarah watching this with interest. He was having a hard time controlling his own urges. He found Sarah incredibly sexy dressed as she was. 

"Sit on my lap." He nuzzled Sarah's neck. 

Sarah rose and sat down just barely on his lap. She felt her clit begin to pulse at being so close to him. She wished that he would just take her back to their room and fuck her. She leaned on him and rested her head on his shoulder. David wrapped one of his arms around her waist. His hand was resting on her inner thigh. 

Sarah fought with her desires. She felt a rush of relief when David's other hand found her breast. He rolled her nipple through her shirt and she moaned into his neck. His other hand tickled her thigh and she made a sound that was part gasp part giggle. 

"Evan, I'm sorry, but I think it's time for us to leave." David said and stood up as he still held onto Sarah. 

"Yeah, I understand." Evan said with Jenny's head between his legs. 

David walked Sarah out following her closely behind. She could feel his hardness. 

When they were out of ear shot of Evan and Jenny, Sarah giggled before asking, "Do you want me to act like Jenny, Master?" She asked in a mocking tone. 

"Don't call me that unless you mean it." David's voice was unfaltering and his fingers dug into Sarah's skin.

Sarah's heart dropped, "Sorry," she squealed. 

They went back into his room and David passionately kissed her. Sarah's tongue met his with equal force. He unbuttoned her jeans and slid them down with her panties. Next he took off her shirt. He left the collar on. Sarah laid obediently on the bed as he went to his closet to get out some things. 

"I want to play tonight." He told Sarah as he returned to her side. He began by securing her wrists with silk scarves. He used rope to tie her ankles down and allowed enough slack so he could push her legs up if necessary. 

Sarah was relaxed even though she was laying spread eagle on the bed with the lights on. Calmly, she watched David as he approached her holding a blindfold. 

"I hate to cover your beautiful eyes, but I think this will help you." He said while putting it over her eyes. Sarah did find the darkness soothing. 

It seemed like an eternity to her before he did anything. 

He began by running something soft down her body. Sarah squirmed in her bonds. 

The sensation intensified between her thighs. Sarah couldn't stop from giggling. 

"Ah, so you're ticklish...that should make things interesting." David said almost gleefully. 

"Oh, please don't!" Sarah desperately begged as he moved the feather to her breasts. He tickled her at one spot and then another until she was panting. Every cell in her body seemed to be hypersensitive. 

David got out his next weapon, a small vibrator. Sarah had never used one before and was not able to figure out what the sound was before it touched her. She moaned as the waves reverberated through her cunt. David ran it along her inner folds for minutes until she was arching her back to try to make contact with it. 

"David, please, either stop or let me cum...I can't take this anymore." Sarah pleaded in a voice louder than normal. 

"What will you do for me in return?" David asked from between her legs. To make his point, he licked her clit. 

"What ever you want!" Sarah moaned. 

"Really? So you'd let me fuck your ass?" He asked, running the vibe from her clit to her ass. 

Sarah would have promised him her soul if he had asked for it. 

"Yes!" she cried. 

David smiled at his victory. He applied the vibe against her clit while his fingers probed inside of her cunt. Sarah screamed as the first orgasm started. It quickly flowed into a second and then a third, smaller one. 

He left Sarah for a moment while her head swam with the intensity of her pleasure. He returned with the smallest butt plug he had been able to find and a tube of lubricant. David applied the lube to the toy and then guided Sarah's legs up. 

"As much as I would like to take you up on your offer, I think that I would prefer to start with something smaller than my cock." David told her. 

Sarah took a deep breath and tried to relax her muscles. She flinched when the cold lube touched her. To distract her, David gently massaged her clit as he started forcing the plug into her ass. 

"If you push out it will hurt less." David said when he felt her resistance. 

Sarah was surprised that it didn't hurt as much as she feared. She wondered how big whatever he was putting in her ass was. She could feel her muscles give way as the thing suddenly went in easily. She could feel something resting against the outside of her body.

"What is it?" she asked. 

"A small butt plug." David answered. He left to get his next tool, a leather riding crop. He ran it along Sarah's ribs.

"Do you know what this is?" he asked her. 

"Something you're going to hit me with?" Sarah asked trying to sound calm, but she could hear her voice crack a little. 

"Yes, a crop." David was enjoying taking in the sight of her lying helpless, bound to the bed. She was completely at his mercy. He slowly lifted the crop in the air and then flicked the tip against her right thigh. 

Sarah yelped a bit in surprise. It really hadn't hurt, but startled her. David continued alternating between her left and right thigh until he felt she had become used to the sensations. 

She cried out in sudden pain as he flicked the inside of one thigh. At the same time, she could feel a gush of fluid trickle out of her cunt. 

David returned to hitting the top of her thighs, but this time with the shaft of the crop. He began to notice that Sarah was pushing herself up to meet his strokes. He stopped for a moment to run his fingers along her cunt and discovered how wet she was. 

Sarah moaned as she felt his fingers caress her. 

"Do you want me to fuck you?" David asked as he began to get undressed. 

"Yes." It took a huge effort for Sarah to say this single word. She felt like time had suddenly slowed down. 

"Beg me." He finished undressing and turned off the light. He was going to take the blindfold off of her and wanted her to be comfortable. He went to the bathroom, turned on the light, and cracked open the door allowing enough light for him to see. 

"Please." Sarah squeaked. 

"You can do better than that." She felt the bed dip down as David began untying her. 

Sarah remained silent as he finished untying her and took of her blindfold. She blinked as her eyes tried to adjust to the light. She focused on David who was waiting. 

"Do you need a drink?" He asked. 

"Yes." Sarah said quietly. She suddenly felt shy with him standing in front of her naked. His cock was hard. 

David gave her some water. She lifted herself on her elbows to drink and became suddenly aware of the plug that remained in her ass. 

David noticed her flinch and smiled, "Now, were you about to ask me something?" 

Sarah sighed a little, as he took the bottle of water away. She wanted him inside of her, but she still did not want to beg him to fuck her. David returned to the bed and started caressing her. He motioned for her to roll over on her stomach and he ran his hands across her back and over the curve of her ass. Suddenly, his hand rolled over a sensitive spot bringing Sarah to her point of no return. 

"Fuck me please, I'm begging you..." she began. 

"Show me." David said and laid down on his back 

"I don't understand." Sarah sat up on her haunches and looked him in the eyes for a brief moment. 

David took her hand in his and directed it to his hard cock. He groaned as her soft hand wrapped around his shaft. She watched him intently as she fondled him. She had avoided touching his cock during sex in the past, but she found herself enjoying it. Growing bolder, she carefully felt his balls with her other hand. She jerked her hand away when he sucked in his breath. 

"Did I hurt you?" Sarah asked. 

"No, you're very good at that." David sometimes forgot how innocent she actually was.

Feeling more confident with his words, Sarah returned to touching him. She kept her eyes on his as she lowered her mouth to his cock. 

David could hardly believe his eyes as she began sucking him on her own. He briefly wondered if she was going to bite him, but he was soon distracted from that thought. Quickly, the pressure began to build in his balls and he knew he wasn't going to last much longer. 

"Stop." He reluctantly said. 

Sarah took one last chance to run her tongue around his cock before she sat back up. 

"Get on your knees." He ordered her. Once she was in the proper position, David retrieved the riding crop from the foot of the bed and slapped her ass with it. 

Sarah involuntarily moved forward a little at the unexpected blow. She settled back and David started flogging her with the crop. She could feel the heat building up again in her body. 




Awakening Sarah Ch. 02



"Ohhh..." she cried when he suddenly stopped beating her and twisted the plug. She was on the edge of cumming again. 

David roughly entered her cunt, slamming his cock in with one push. He felt Sarah quiver a little as he started quickly fucking her. He carefully pulled out the butt plug about an inch and pushed it in again. 

Sarah squirmed as he did this. Her ass was burning and she wasn't sure if the feeling was pleasant or not. David continued to move it and she felt her muscles tighten as she was about to cum again. 

David let out a primal grunt when he felt Sarah cumming. A rush of warm fluid surrounded his cock and he could feel it dripping from her thighs onto his. He couldn't stop himself as he came into her, flooding her cunt even more. 

Sarah did not feel him remove the plug from her ass. She was gone again, her mind swimming in the depths of her orgasm. David gently laid her down on the bed and covered her up with the blanket. He crawled in next to her and wrapped one arm around her waist.



Awakening Sarah Ch. 03



David was growing impatient. Another week had gone by and he was ready to leave, but he was afraid he was rushing things. Sarah seemed fairly docile, but for all he knew she was planning to escape the first chance she got. He settled on a test for now. They would go out in public. 

David returned to the room after being gone for a couple of hours. Sarah was sitting on the floor leaning up against the bed, reading a fantasy novel David had given her. She barely glanced up at him as he entered the room. 

"I have something for you," he said. 

Sarah looked up to see that he was holding out a large shopping bag to her. She thanked him as she took the bag and peered inside. She could see clothes. 

"I hope they fit alright." He said as she began taking them out. The bag contained a pair of dark blue jeans, a pink and black striped polo shirt with a skull and crossbones embroidered on the pocket, a sheer black bra with matching thong panties, socks, and pair of black leather lace up boots. There was also a small red velvet bag. 

"Do you want me to put these on now?" Sarah asked. 

"Yes," he held out his hand to help her up. 

"May I ask why?" she questioned, taking his hand. 

"We're going out." David smiled at her. 

"Really?" Her thoughts lighted on the possibility of escape. 

"Yes, hurry up, we don't have much time." David insisted. 

Sarah began taking her clothes off and putting the new ones on. Everything fit fine except for the jeans which were a little tighter than she would have normally worn. When she was finished dressing, David handed her the velvet bag. She opened it and found that it was full of make up. 

"I want you to look like you did last week." David smiled as Sarah looked at him, exasperated. 

"I'd feel stupid," she pleaded. 

"Put it on anyway. We're just going to get something to eat and then go to a movie. There's a small theatre nearby that's having a cult horror movie marathon tonight." David said, his voice taking on a hint of annoyance because of her hesitance. 

Sarah did not want to lose her chance to get out, so she went to the bathroom and began making up her face. She did not go quite as dramatic as Jenny had, but she still looked the part. Next, she brushed out her hair and made it look more presentable. She examined herself in the mirror, the clothes were not something she would have ever worn on her own. She felt like she was going to stand out. The shirt looked nice, but the jeans were definitely too tight. She was surprised to see how flat her stomach was when she looked at herself from the side. 

"You look great," he beamed at her from the doorway of the bathroom, "but you forgot something."

Sarah looked up to see that he was holding out Jenny's collar. She lifted her hair so he could put it around her neck. She glanced in the mirror again and was satisfied that the collar did not send the blatant message of what she was. It could pass as part of her outfit. 

She followed closely behind him as they left the room and then the building. It was still daylight out. He led her to a barn in the back. David slid the heavy metal door open and walked inside. Sarah peered in and saw that it was full of vehicles. David walked over to something that was covered with a black tarp. He lifted the tarp, revealing a motorcycle. Carefully, he pushed it out of the barn. 

"Is that yours?" Sarah asked as she looked over the bike, it was black with silver chrome. She could see the Harley logo. 

"Yeah. Have you ever ridden?" David asked as he went back inside the barn. 

"No, they scare me. I'm afraid I'd fall off." Sarah looked at the bike again wondering if he expected her to ride on it. She wondered how easy it would be to jump off and run. 

David returned carrying two helmets. 

"You won't fall off," he assured her and then continued, his voice dropping, "I know you're thinking that this is your chance to escape, but I'm not stupid. I've made plans. You won't get more than a mile away before someone catches you. And I'm also sure you can imagine what will happen once I get my hands on you."

"I wasn't..." Sarah started to say as she looked away. 

"Don't lie to me!" David barked. 

She stepped to the side like a nervous horse as David approached her with one of the helmets. However, she did not protest further as he helped her put it on. When he was satisfied with the helmet's fit, he assisted her with getting on the bike. She was grateful that there was at least a back rest; it made her feel a little more secure. 

David mounted the motorcycle. Before he started it, he said, "Put your arms me." 

She felt the bike jump as it rumbled to life. She grabbed him tightly around the waist as they began to move. They rode slowly down a long gravel driveway onto a paved country road. Sarah closed her eyes as they began to gain speed. She could not bear to look at the trees and road speeding past them. 

David had imagined for so long how it would feel to have Sarah riding with him. He could feel her clinging to him, her chest pressed against his back. They rode on the highway for over twenty minutes before reaching town. David tried to prepare himself for the chance that she would jump off and run at the first opportunity she got. He did have a plan, he had several people ready to assist him, including a sympathetic local cop, but there was always the possibility that she could slip away. 

Sarah opened her eyes just in time to see a city limits sign go by. She did not recognize the name. David began slowing down as they approached the town. She thought of what David's "plan" might be. Did he have someone following them? Sarah tried to run different scenarios through her mind. She imagined herself trying to get off the bike and run, but she didn't think she could get off fast enough to get out of his reach. She had never been a fast runner. Her best bet would be to ask someone to call the police. But then the thought occurred to her that the way she appeared would make some people not want to help her. 

David stopped at the first stop sign and waited for Sarah to try and bolt. She did not. He continued on past one more and a stop light before reaching the restaurant. He parked the bike in the front. 

As David helped her off the bike, Sarah realized that she was correct in her assumption that she would not have been able to get off of it easily enough to run. Her legs were too short. She looked at the restaurant they were at; it was a run down looking Chinese restaurant. She took of her helmet and David locked them onto the motorcycle. 

"Do you like Chinese?" David asked as he opened the door for her. 

"It's my favorite." Sarah said good-naturedly while walking inside. 

A middle aged Chinese lady came to the front and it was apparent that she recognized David. 

"Hello, I haven't seen you in a while. Is this your girlfriend?" She asked him. 

"Yes," David said, squeezing Sarah's shoulder with his hand. 

The lady sat them in a booth. Sarah sat across from David.

"You didn't want to tell her that I'm your slave?" Sarah couldn't resist taunting. 

"Do you want me to call her over here so I can tell her? I was just trying to save you some embarrassment, but if that's what you want, I'll do it." David retorted. 

"No, that's okay." Sarah said flatly and looked at the menu. 

They ordered and Sarah looked around the restaurant as they waited for their food. There were only a few other customers in the restaurant and Sarah decided this was not the place to plead her case for help to someone. 

"So what movies are they playing?" She asked between bites. 

"Well, the one that's starting at eight is 'The Evil Dead'. Have you seen it?" He knew that she particularly liked horror movies. 

"No. It was directed by Sam Raimi, right?" It was one of those movies that Sarah had always planned on watching, but never got around to. 

"I'm impressed." David said. They continued talking about movies until they were done eating. 

They left and drove to the theatre. Sarah was surprised to see how crowded it was. David held her hand as they walked inside and got their tickets then drinks. 

"I have to go to the bathroom." Sarah said when she saw the restrooms. 

David looked at her with suspect. This would be her chance, he couldn't go in with her, but she would have to convince someone to help her. 

"Okay, but make it quick, the movie starts in fifteen minutes." He said nonchalantly.

Sarah was prepared for more resistance. Was he really that confident that she wouldn't do anything? She gave him an unsure look before going inside. 

She frowned when she saw that it was empty. She really had to go to the bathroom, so she went into one of the stalls. Her heart raced when she heard the door open and someone else came in. Quickly, she finished up and went to the sinks. She washed her hands and then stood there waiting for whoever was in the bathroom to come out. She looked at herself in the mirror and couldn't help but notice how thinner her waist and thighs looked. She almost didn't notice the raven haired girl come out of the stall. 

"Is that your boyfriend outside?" The girl asked when she saw Sarah. 

Sarah's mind whirled. Is this someone he knows? She fretted for a moment before blurting out, "Yes."

"Well, you sure are lucky, he's a cutie." The girl said, leaving before Sarah could say anything else. 

David looked at the dark haired girl intently as she came out of the bathroom. He tried to see any hint of fear in her eyes. Instead, she smiled at him flirtatiously and sauntered off. Good girl, he thought. 

Sarah waited for a moment longer, but no one else came in. She decided the whole thing was probably a set up. For all she knew, everyone in the town was in on his secret. She came out of the bathroom with her hopes crushed. 

"What's wrong, you couldn't convince that slut you're my sex slave?" David chastised as he uncrossed his arms. 

"No, she's calling the police as we speak." Sarah said haughtily. 

"You're a terrible liar." David took her hand and led her to the theatre. 

They found their seats and the movie began. In spite of her situation, Sarah became engrossed in watching it. A giggle slipped out of her during the early part of the movie. 

She whispered to David, "You didn't tell me there was tree rape."

He had to bite his tongue to keep from laughing. Instead, he seized the opportunity of her leaning into him to lick her ear. He almost laughed again at the look of complete disgust on her face as she pushed his face away. 

They made it through the rest of movie uneventfully, despite David's occasional groping. 

"Well, did you like it?" He asked as the lights brightened. 

"I loved it." Sarah replied and then asked, "What's playing next?" 

"Bad Taste." David answered, he wasn't planning on staying for another movie, but she seemed to be having fun. 

"That's a great movie, it's so cheesy...are we staying?" Sarah asked with an amount of exuberance that was rare for her. 

"I don't know," he said frowning, "what's in it for me?"

Sarah asked hesitantly, "What do you want?"

David twirled a lock of her hair in his fingers, "Just a kiss."

"Here?" Sarah looked around the theatre that was slowing filling up with people again. She wanted to see the movie, but she had also hoped that the longer they stayed the more of a chance she would have to get away. Do it, she thought, I've kissed him in worse places...

David leaned over and gently placed his lips on hers. She opened her mouth and he took advantage, slipping inside. They kissed until David was satisfied that more than a few people noticed. He reasoned if she tried something he might be able to convince good Samaritans that it was only a lover's spat.

Sarah leaned back in her seat trying to regain control. The kiss seemed to hit a nerve leading straight to her pussy. She was grateful when the lights finally dimmed and the movie began. 

During the movie, she kept finding herself looking at David. His hair was usually disheveled and this night was no exception. She had always thought he was handsome, but he was looking especially boyish as he watched the movie. 

When it was over, they left the theatre. Sarah thought about asking to use the restroom again, but figured he would refuse. They walked together into the warm sticky night. She let David help her with her helmet again and they got on to the motorcycle. She was a little more resigned to riding on it this time. Strangely, she found that riding in the dark scared her less. She was again too aware of how close she was to David, how strong he was to touch, and how much the seat underneath her was vibrating. 

By the time they returned, Sarah was straining to maintain her aloofness. While David put the bike away he talked to her about the movies. When he turned back to her after shutting the barn door, he caught a glimpse of something familiar in her eyes, lust. 

"You want me to fuck you." He unabashedly stated. 

Sarah put her hands on her hips, trying to hide her guilt. "What would make you think that?" 

"I can see it in your eyes." He was speaking in that too casual voice that could almost hypnotize her. He moved to her and placed his hands on her upper arms. She instinctively leaned into him before she could stop.

"Stop it." Sarah said weakly. She wasn't sure if she was talking to herself or David.

"You were a good girl tonight." David said as he continued to hold her. 

His words sent a dark chill through her body that further fueled her desire. She couldn't keep from moaning. 

David felt that she was standing on the edge of plunging into the depths of her submission. He walked with her to his room. She did not protest as he unclothed her and tied her face down on the bed. The scene was similar to the one after the evening with Evan, but this time she could not blame the alcohol. 

Sarah woke up the next morning and immediately noticed that David was gone. She squinted at the clock, it was after ten in the morning. Still nude, she stretched and thought of last night. She could not deny his skill at manipulating her body and even her mind into bliss. Smiling to herself, she touched her ass and found that it was still a little sore from the crop. She was becoming more accepting of the fact that she enjoyed the pain, even the next morning. 

She rolled over when she heard the door opening. It looked like David was holding something behind his back. 

"Close your eyes." David ordered. 

Sarah reluctantly did, she wondered what he could have. She felt a slight weight on the bed and then something furry brushed against her exposed hand. She opened her eyes and saw her cat frantically rubbing against her hand. 

"I thought you said you gave him away." Sarah said, smiling happily. 

"I'm not a complete bastard...I was just waiting until you deserved a good reward." He reached down to scratch the cat on the head. 

"Thank you." Sarah said as she looked at the cat in wonder. 

More days passed. With the cat, Sarah seemed more content. David, on the other hand, had become restless. Even as Sarah continued to warm to him, he began to wonder what he had done. He did not like the possibility of having to keep her entombed for as long as he would have her. He begrudgingly admitted that he wanted her to be his by her own free will. He knew what he would have to do, but he was not sure if he could bring himself to do it. 

"Get ready. We're going out." David suddenly said Wednesday afternoon. 

"Where are we going?" Sarah asked. 

"You need some clothes," he replied. 

Sarah was already wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. She decided they were acceptable enough and fixed her hair and make up. 

They went out to the barn and retrieved his other vehicle, an old pick up truck with faded red paint. Sarah climbed in with him. 

"It'll take us about an hour to get there. Pick out some CD's." David said. 

Sarah looked through a worn CD case that had been left on the floor. David had quite the varied taste in music. There was everything from country to death metal. She picked out a few of her favorites and loaded them into the CD player. 

She watched the scenery in wonder as they drove. They passed many farms dotted with cows and horses. Sarah learned where she was when they got on the interstate. Soon, David was pulling the truck into a mall parking lot in a medium sized town. 

She expected him to remind her of how she should behave, but he didn't. He smiled at her as they walked inside. Suddenly, Sarah felt uneasy. It seemed like everyone was staring at her. She wasn't wearing a collar and her make up wasn't that noticeable, but she wondered if other people could see what she really was, his slave. 

David's first stop was Victoria's Secret. The saleslady measured Sarah's hips and bust and directed her to the right sizes. David was not a fan of bras, but he knew that Sarah's breast size was a little too large to go without one all the time. He picked out a few that were revealing enough to satisfy him and matching panties. He also got her some silky nightgowns that she liked. 

Sarah felt embarrassed as he paid for them and the clerk commented on how sweet he was for buying her lingerie. 

They went back into the mall and stopped at more stores, he bought her two pairs of jeans and a few shirts. Sarah felt uneasy with him paying for everything. 

"I do have money of my own," she finally said to him. Between her job, scholarship, and the large trust fund her parents had set aside for her college, Sarah had more money than most college students probably did. 

"I know. Don't worry about it, besides you're going to hate me in second." He grinned devilishly. 

Sarah looked around trying to figure out what he was talking about and then she saw it. 

"Oh god, no, please...," she begged. 

He nodded with the same stupid grin, "You need to dress more appropriately." He said as he began herding her into Hot Topic. 

Sarah stepped inside, becoming surrounded by pulsating rock music and clothes. 

David has been anticipating this moment for a long time. Immediately, a girl with streaked black and purple hair approached them. She had a labret piercing and her eyebrows were shaped very thin and high. She was wearing black fishnet gloves and a short black dress adorned with safety pins. 

"Is there something I can help you with?" The girl asked. 

"She needs some clothes." David thrust Sarah forward as if he was offering her for sacrifice. 

The girl smiled at Sarah, "Do you want to look at dresses?" 

"Yes." David answered for her.

They followed the girl to an area with skirts and dresses. She rummaged through them and picked a few out for Sarah. "Do you want to try them on?" 

"I guess so..." Sarah looked at David and he nodded. 

Sarah began trying outfits on. David insisted on seeing every one of them, he did not trust her judgment. He selected more than a few. One especially grabbed his attention. It was a very short red and black plaid dress. The bottom was pleated like a school uniform, but the top of the dress was corseted. It accentuated every curve of Sarah's body perfectly. 

The clerk came back with more clothes and David whispered something to her. She smiled and left to return with a studded black leather collar and a pair of knee high black leather boots. David took them and slipped into the dressing room with Sarah. He fastened the collar around her neck and admired their reflection in the mirror. 

"Oh baby, Lilly Munster, ain't got nothing on you," he quoted teasingly. 

Sarah knew the song he was referring to and rolled her eyes, "You are such a nerd. Are you going to call me evil next?"

"You are evil, see..." He put her hand on his jeans so she could feel his erection. 




Awakening Sarah Ch. 03



"Get out of here." Sarah tried to push him out, but he didn't budge. 

David laughed at her and murmured, "Come on, you know you want it..."

"Hey, no fucking allowed." The salesgirl called from the other side of the curtain. 

"I think you have enough clothes for now." David pulled her out of the room with him. 

"I need to take this stuff off." Sarah said motioning down to the dress. 

"No you don't," the salesgirl said, "I can take the tags off."

Sarah glared at her. She did not want to go out dressed like a whore. Her panties were almost visible under the dress as she bent down to put the boots on. 

The girl rung up their purchases and bagged everything. Sarah and David left the mall to return to the truck. They struggled to fit everything in it, luckily there was a small area behind the seat. 

Next, they got something to eat. Sarah winced as she walked into the restaurant and everyone stopped to stare at her. She was careful to pull the dress underneath her as she sat down. As they ate, Sarah thought about running away, but her mind kept returning to what David would do to her. She thought of him catching her and pulling up her dress to spank her. 

After they finished their meal, David said, "I think you need to go somewhere and show off your dress."

"Where?" She questioned. Something told her she should be worried. 

"A bar I know," was his only answer. 

They went back to the truck and he drove to the bar. It was a place he used to frequent and he was comfortable taking her there. It was friendly to the BDSM lifestyle and he would likely know most of the people there. 

Sarah looked at the outside of the bar cautiously. It was dark, but she could see a hulking bouncer standing at the doorway. She wondered if she would be able to get in with out identification. 

As if reading her mind, David pulled out his wallet and fished out her driver's license. He handed it to her, "You might need this."

It felt odd in her hands, like it was from a life that she'd never known. She took it and carried it with her as they walked in. 

Of course, the bouncer asked for her license. 

"Is this really you?" He asked as he glanced at the photo and then at her. 

"Yes." Sarah said with annoyance. 

"When is your birthday?" He quizzed. 

She answered correctly and he let her in. Her dress didn't have any pockets, so she handed the license back to David. He put it back in his wallet and walked inside with her. 

Sarah had never been in a bar before and wasn't sure what to expect. The music was extremely loud and it was a moment before she realized there was a band playing. The place was larger than it looked on the outside. The bar lined the opposite side of the stage and there were few tables scattered around. Most of the people were crowded around the stage. 

She walked with David to the bar and he got them both beer. They sat at the only empty table and Sarah continued to look around, taking in the sights. There were several stripper poles around and one had a topless girl dancing on it. She also noticed a large wooden wheel on the wall across from her. 

"What is that?" She asked David. 

He smiled at her and she immediately knew that she shouldn't have asked, "See the cuffs attached..."

Sarah interrupted him, her face now red, "Okay, never mind, I get it."

"Don't you want to try it?" He asked mischievously. 

"I'd get sick." Sarah quickly replied. 

Sarah noticed a leggy blonde approaching them with purpose. She was wearing a short black leather skirt and a red leather corset top. Sarah could see tattoos winding around her legs and across her chest. As she got closer, she noticed the piercings on her eyebrows and her bright red lipstick. 

"I haven't seen you around for a long time." The blonde rubbed David's shoulders.

Sarah felt a twinge of jealously. She wondered if this was someone he fucked. 

He glanced up, unconcerned, "Hi, Mona."

Mona pulled up a chair and sat with them. "Are you going to finish the work on my tits?" She asked, referring to her tattoos. 

"No." David had decided several months ago that she was not interested in his art work, only in fucking him. 

Mona decided to change the topic of conversation, "Busy huh? Is this your new sub?" 

"Her name's Sarah," he said. 

"She's cute...quiet isn't see?" Mona looked her over.

David nodded, "Some men like that in a woman."

Mona scoffed and took out a cigarette. She lit it with a matchbook that was on the table. Sarah noticed her long red fingernails as she put the cigarette to her lips.

"You should bring her over to my house; I could show you how to train her." Mona continued.

Sarah tried to look unconcerned, but she wanted to slap Mona. 

David laughed. "I think not." 

Mona smiled, "You're afraid of me." 

David's eyes hardened as he leaned closer Mona, Sarah recognized the look of anger on his face, "I told you before that I'm not interested in playing slave. If you want to stay and talk about something else, that's fine, otherwise get out of here."

"Oh calm down, Dave, I was just teasing you." Mona did not bring up the subject again. They spoke about people Sarah didn't know for a little while and then switched back to discussing her tattoos. David finished his beer and switched to water. He bought Sarah another drink. 

Sarah was getting bored listening to them. She had decided that she didn't like Mona, she was too interested in David. She didn't like the way she kept touching his arm. 

She stood up and said, "I'll be right back."

David frowned as he looked up at Sarah, "Sit down."

"No." Sarah said defiantly, but she did not dare to try to walk away. 

With lightning fast reflexes, David yanked her across his lap. The bar had seen far worse activities than a spanking and it would probably not draw much attention even if she resisted. 

Sarah could feel her wetness already starting to trickle down her thigh. She was aware that her dress was riding up and her black panties were probably visible to all. She stayed still and waited. 

David swung his hand down hard against Sarah's ass. As he continued, he could feel her muscles begin to tighten and he heard her moaning. He had seen her cum enough that he was sure she was about to. He kept the rhythm of his blows regular.

Sarah could not understand how she could feel like she was getting ready to peak. All he was doing was spanking her. Something about the glimpses of people she could see watching in awe and the atmosphere of the place had suddenly driven her into a sexual frenzy. 

It was too much when he began hitting between her thighs. She was going to cum in public just from a spanking. She knew David saw the signs because he immediately stopped. More than few people clapped when she got off of his lap. She wondered if they knew.

David could see the sheepish look on her face and he was sure that she had reached orgasm. Sarah winced as she sat back down in her chair. 

"How sweet, she's blushing." Mona admired. 

"I think it's time for us to go." David said looking at Sarah's hazy eyes. 

They stood up and Mona walked with them out to the truck. 

"Good luck, Dave. Keep in touch." She said to him as he got in. He nodded. 

Sarah could not bear to look at him as they drove. She stared out the window wordlessly, deep in thought, until she could stand it no more. She turned off the radio. 

David spoke first, "You disobeyed me."

"I'm sorry." Sarah said, truthfully. They sat in another uncomfortable silence before she spoke again. 

"I want to tell you something," she said, "but it's hard for me to say it."

"I'm listening." David said. 

"I wanted you to punish me. I did it on purpose... I came just from you spanking me," Sarah blurted out. She swallowed hard and looked out the window into the night. 

"I thought so."

"It wasn't just tonight..." she struggled to continue, "that I've thought about doing something on purpose to make you mad."

"It's okay if you like being punished, but I will not tolerate you acting like a brat," David patted her on the knee and then added, "Besides, we can just pretend you were bad."

Sarah sighed. She wanted to say more, but she couldn't bring herself to. She wanted to tell him that she surrendered, she was his. He was right about her all along. 

David parked the truck in the back of the house and they got out. 

"I'll put it up tomorrow. I think I'm going to be busy tonight punishing you." He said grabbing Sarah around her waist. 

She squealed and almost dropped the shopping bags she was carrying. 

They returned to his room and Sarah placed the bags in a corner. 

"What is my punishment, Sir?" She asked attempting to appear meek. 

"I think the basement is empty," he said softly as he caressed her bare arms, "and it's calling your name."

Sarah shuddered. The basement still harbored painful memories. However, she did not resist when he took her hand and led her downstairs. 

He was right, the basement was eerily empty. 

"Your safe word is 'red'." He told her before they began. 

Sarah tried not to smile. 

"Now take off your dress. I don't want to ruin it." He said forcefully but with kindness. 

Sarah bent down to take her boots off. 

"Did I say to take those off, slut?" David asked as he watched her. 

"No." She said and quickly stood up straight again.

"No, what?" He continued to stare at her. 

"No...sir?" Sarah wasn't completely sure what he wanted her to say. 

David smiled at her and she relaxed again, "That's better," he said. 

Sarah took off her dress. She stood before him in her collar, boots, and panties. 

"Now the panties," he said. 

Sarah slid those down and stepped out of them. She stood still with her arms at her sides. 

David breathed in her beauty. He walked around her touching her here and there. 

"Every part of you is beautiful," he pressed his body against hers. 

Sarah felt more naked than she ever had before. The room felt frigid, but David's body seemed unnaturally hot. 

"Lay on the table." David said. 

Sarah paused for a second. The table frightened her. She slowly, unsurely began walking to it. David helped her on it and fastened her wrists and ankles with the straps. The cold metal against her flesh gave her goose bumps. 

David briefly kissed her on the mouth. He could feel her straining for him as he pulled away. He took each of her still tender nipples in his mouth carefully. First sucking them, then grazing them with his teeth. 

He retrieved a medium sized butt plug. He coated it with lube and slid it easily into her. She would be ready to take his cock soon. 

"Time for your punishment." He abruptly said and left her to get the cat o' nine tails. 

He returned and softly lashed her with it, letting her adjust to the feel. He began using harder strokes, on her thighs, her breasts, and then her cunt. 

Sarah whimpered at first, but the sounds soon changed to a tone of enjoyment. She could feel the heat building in her again and she needed to feel him inside of her. She cried out in relief when he stopped whipping her and slid his jeans down around his knees. He slid his cock into her while he stood half clothed. 

He pushed her legs up further and she moaned loudly when he hit a good spot. David strained to keep from cumming. He felt her cum quickly after entering her and then again moments later. He couldn't hold out any longer. His cum mixed with hers and some trickled out of her onto him. He reluctantly pulled out after his own twitches ended. 

Sarah did not feel him leave her. She was in a fog. She became dimly aware of David releasing her wrists and ankles. He helped her stand and retrieve her dress. He walked her back upstairs and laid her on the bed. He took off her boots and collar. After she regained more of her scenes, she took a shower. When she came out, David was sitting on the edge of the bed. 

"We're leaving on Friday," he said. 

"Where are we going?" Sarah asked.

"Away," was the only answer he would give. 

Thursday, David rented a trailer and Sarah helped him box up the things he wanted to take. David also loaded some of Sarah's belongings that he had taken from her home and placed in storage. They left early Friday morning. David still refused to tell Sarah their destination. She was curious if he knew himself. They were heading west, at least she knew that much. 

Around six that afternoon, David pulled into a motel. He rented a room and Sarah left her cat inside while they went out to eat. They returned to the motel and David left to get some ice. 

He returned to find Sarah undressing. He had placed an ice cube in his mouth on the way back to the room. 

"Lay on the bed and don't move no matter what," he told her. 

Sarah laid on her back and tried to remain still.

David lowered his face between her legs and placed his tongue on her clit. His tongue and the stud he had in it were cold from the ice. Sarah gasped in surprise, but managed to not move. The cold soon turned to burning heat and she came hard as he continued. 

When he was finished, David allowed her to take her turn. Sarah took out a piece of ice and held it in her mouth as she slipped his cock out of his jeans. She took it inside of her mouth, making sure to run her cold tongue up the sensitive underside. 

He made her stop before he came. 

"Knees," he said. 

Sarah knew what he wanted and got down on her hands and knees offering her exposed ass and pussy. 

David finished undressing and slipped into her cunt. He fucked her for a short time before pulling out again.

"I'm going to fuck your ass," David said as he reached across her for the bottle of lube. 

Sarah did not say anything. She felt calm and tried not to become afraid. The butt plugs had not hurt and she hoped his cock wouldn't either. 

David rubbed the lube on his cock and his fingers. He began by pushing one finger inside Sarah's ass. It went in easily and he wiggled it around, spreading the lube inside of her. He managed to get in a second finger and repeated the process. 

He removed them and positioned the head of his cock against her. It slipped in easily and he slowly went the rest of the way in. 

Sarah almost asked him to stop when she felt his cock enter her ass. The pain was too much for a few seconds, but as quickly as it came, it went away. She swore she could feel every vein in his cock pulsating. 

David began sliding in and out of her. Sarah was soon moaning and pushing against him. He reached underneath her and rubbed her clit. She came in seconds. 

He could feel her muscles contracting in her cunt. David allowed himself his own release. 

"Yes," Sarah sighed as she felt his warm cum fill her ass. She could feel each twitch of his cock as he came.

The next morning Sarah awoke early. She was startled to see that David was not in bed with her. She looked around the room and did not see him. Then she noticed the letter on the night stand. The keys to the truck were lying on top of it. She carefully picked up the letter and flicked on the light next to the bed. 

Dear Sarah,

I wish I could have thought of a better way to do this. I've been thinking a lot about us lately. I care about you more than you probably know. 

I want you to decide if you want to stay with me. As of this moment, you are free. I unhooked the trailer, so you can take the truck. There is a black duffel bag on the floor next to the bed. It has three thousand dollars in it that you can have and your personal records. I will not look for you. Of course, you also have the option of calling the police. 

I will return at 10 am. You should understand that if you are still there, then you will remain mine. The terms of our relationship will be the same as before. I don't think I could bring myself to give you the chance to leave again. 

Love, David

Sarah stared at the letter for a long time. She reread it several times trying to understand what he was telling her. She finally forced herself to look at the clock, it was only eight thirty. She sighed and wondered if he meant what he said. She again noticed the truck keys sitting on the nightstand and the black duffel bag. She reached down and opened it. It was packed with some of her clothes and money stuffed in an envelope. 

She put the bag down and went to the window. As he promised, the trailer had been moved away from the truck. She could not see anyone from the window. 

She returned and sat down on the edge of the bed. Perceus jumped on the bed. He stared at her questioningly. Sarah reached over and stroked him. Her mind was jumping from one thought to another. At one moment she hated him for making her do this. She told herself that it was Stockholm syndrome, but she still did not move from the bed. 

She looked at the clock and it was already nine o'clock. She rubbed her forehead. She thought about what she would do if she left, where she would go. She did not know the answer to either question. She believed that he would not look for her. He prided himself on always keeping his word. If he had not told her that, she might have left, but then she would have always secretly hoped he would find her. 

She knew at that moment that she could not leave. The thought of being alone again with her secret desires was unbearable. However, the idea of being his was not thought of without apprehension.

One aspect of his letter was wrong; this would change the rules of their relationship. Surely, he would expect her to fully embrace her role as his slave. After all, she would be there by her own free will, Sarah reasoned. 

She sighed again and got up to take a shower. Standing under the steamy water, she began planning what she would do. 

David had left on his motorcycle just as the sun rose. He rode along the back roads for hours thinking about Sarah. He was certain that she was going to leave. He decided it was time to start back and he stopped to get something to eat along the way. He was looking at his watch too often. 

By nine thirty he was only two miles away. He sat on his bike in a grocery store parking lot. He watched the traffic to see if he could spot the truck or a swarm of police cars. He saw neither. The time inched by for him. He did not allow himself the luxury of planning what to do if she was still there. 

Finally, he left for the motel. It was exactly ten o'clock when he pulled into the parking lot. His heart felt heavy when he saw the truck. The SWAT team is probably waiting in there for me, he thought bitterly. 

He dismounted the bike and fished the key out of his pocket. To his dismay, he noticed his hand shaking a bit as he unlocked the door. 

The door swung open and David did not see anyone for a moment. The room was dim. 

Sarah spoke softly, her voice was a little unstable, "Hello, Master."

David saw her kneeling before him. She was completely naked except for her collar. Her legs were spread and her hands were positioned exactly as she had seen Jenny do. 

"Hello, little slave," he smiled down at her. 

Sarah's face flushed. The air in the room seemed too still and she felt faint. 

David scooped her up in his arms and clasped her. 

"I love you," he said.

"You really won't let me go?" Sarah asked, her blue eyes staring into his gray ones.

"No." David replied to the lovely girl that was now truly his. 

"I love you...I wanted to love you when I first saw you at school." Sarah whispered.

"I know." David said before kissing her. 

Six months later--North Carolina.  

Sarah sat at her desk in the back office, looking over their first quarterly balance sheet. She could hear David still working in the other room and her thoughts drifted for a moment to her own tattoos. Over the last few months, he had done three pieces on her. The first was the most significant, the word "slave" across the inside of her left wrist. Sarah asked for that one herself. The second and third were David's designs; a large dragon that wrapped around her right thigh and a background for her cat tattoo. She loved them all, but especially the dragon. It looked like the one on David's arm. 




Awakening Sarah Ch. 03



She heard the customer leave and began closing the spreadsheet. As she did this, she thought about her plan for escape. It would happen tonight. 

"Finished number crunching?" David asked as he appeared in the doorway. He admired how shrewdly she was able to manage the shop. 

"Yes...before I forget, Jenny called to make sure we're still planning on visiting them." Sarah did not bother telling him about the financial information, he would have kept running the shop if they were losing money. 

"They're never going to forgive us are they?" David asked. They had traveled around the country trying to decide on a place to live for over a month. Somehow, they ended up married during a visit to Las Vegas. 

"I don't think so...I'm sure there's a way we could make it up to them though." Sarah smirked. 

"Pervert," David grinned.

"Takes one to know one," Sarah retorted while getting up. 

David pushed her back against the desk, "Did I tell you how pretty you look today?"

"I think you mentioned it...Master," Sarah said breathlessly. She had worn one of his favorite outfits. She learned that he had a bit of a schoolgirl fetish; she was wearing a very short plaid skirt with a white button up shirt. 

David ran his hand up her thigh, finding her thong. Sarah arched her back and he slid it down. She had lost count how many times they had fucked on the desk. He lifted her up onto the edge of the desk and she unbuttoned his jeans, pulling his cock out. David quickly slid into her. 

Sarah moaned when she felt him enter her. She lifted herself with her arms to meet him better as he fucked her. 

David clutched her ass tightly as he came inside of her pussy. He kissed her as he withdrew. 

Sarah pulled up her panties and David buttoned his jeans again. They turned off the lights in the office, cleaned up and went home for the evening. 

****

"Come out right now, little one." David thundered through the dark house.

Sarah tried not to make a sound from her hiding place next to the kitchen door. She had snuck away from him when he was bushing his teeth. She was trying to tell where he was. She was only wearing a short silk baby doll gown that barely covered her ass. She had no panties on and she could feel how slick her cunt was already getting. 

David sighed, he hated this game, but it was Sarah's favorite and she was usually able to coerce him into it about once a month. Two months before, he added the rule that she was not to leave the house, but he still feared she would really run away. The only good thing about it was how excited it made her and him when he caught her. 

He walked towards the kitchen and he thought he heard something. He stopped and listened. He did not hear anything else, but he had already covered the rest of the house. He waited in the dark for her to make a sound. 

Sarah decided it was time to move to a new hiding place. She thought he might still be in the living room. Then the lights on the kitchen suddenly came on and there he was. She made a feeble attempt to slip by him, but he caught her easily and threw her over his shoulder. 

"Let me go, you bastard." She giggled and kicked her legs.

"Shut up, whore." David said as he slapped her hard on the ass with his free hand. 

Sarah cried out in pain and stopped her kicking when David began climbing the stairs with her still over his shoulder. She knew that she was probably really in trouble for calling him a bastard. 

He put Sarah down so she could stand in front of the St. Andrew's cross that was fastened to the wall of their bedroom. He helped her slip out of her gown. 

"Are you done fighting me?" David asked as he prepared to fasten her left wrist to the cross. 

"Yes, Master." Sarah answered. 

David continued securing her to the cross. He stopped to admire her for a moment. He had not thought it possible, but she had become even more beautiful since he married her. 

He took out a pair of weights and added them to her nipple rings. Sarah moaned. 

David went to their closet and returned with a flogger.

"You will count each lash. If you lose count, we start over again." David said coldly. 

"Yes, Master." Sarah whispered. The weights he had added to her nipples seemed heavier than usual and waves of pain were shearing though her breasts. 

David began her whipping. She lost count twice. He stopped when she reached ten. 

"Will you try to run away again?" David asked, even though he knew what the truth was.

"No, Master." Sarah struggled to say through ragged breaths. Normally, the brat in her would have demanded that she say yes and suffer more, but she needed to cum quickly. 

David could read her body so easily, he knew from the way she was breathing and how red she was that she was close to cumming. He removed the nipple weights and began unfastening her from the cross. He had to support her when he released her legs. He half carried her to the bed.

Sarah steadied herself on the edge of the bed. She sat and waited for further instruction.

"Suck me." David ordered. He pulled his shorts down and his cock stood up proudly between his legs. 

Sarah took it in her mouth and did as he asked until he told her to stop. She was able to take the entire length of him without gagging. 

"Lay down." He told her.

Sarah did as he asked and anticipated what he would do. Soon enough, she felt his hot breath on her wet cunt. He did not tease her, but immediately manipulated her clit with his tongue until she was writhing in passion. 

"Master!" She cried as she came. 

David smiled as he emerged from between her legs and placed his face above hers. He kissed her so she could taste her cum.

Sarah moaned into his mouth and reached down to stroke his cock. 

David pulled away from her and smoothly said, "I think you should practice fucking again."

Sarah groaned inwardly. It seemed like David was constantly trying to teach her some new trick. He was relentless until she mastered it. Right now, he was teaching her how to fuck him. Sarah hated it. She grew too tired quickly and was never able to find the right rhythm to make him cum. 

David reached over her and into the nightstand drawer. He pulled out a bottle of lube and placed it in Sarah's hand. 

David laid on the bed while she rubbed it on his cock and then her ass. They had not done anal sex in this position before and Sarah was not sure how it would work. 

"I think it will be easier if you try it facing away from me first." David told her when she started to straddle him. 

Sarah flipped around so she was facing his feet. She brought her ass down in a sitting motion. David helped her by guiding his cock in her ass. She was relieved when it slid in easily. 

She paused when she felt her ass resting against his belly. Cautiously, she raised herself up and back down. She gradually picked up speed. With one hand she pinched her nipple and the other she used to gently caress David's balls. 

David moaned when her soft hand touched him. He opened his legs a little to give her better access. She continued rubbing his balls and he could feel them growing slick from her wetness. Watching her round ass bob up and down as his cock slid in and out of it was equally arousing. 

Sarah was determined to make him cum. She continued to pump against him despite the growing ache in her thighs. Her own orgasm was coming closer and she usually lost her motivation after she came. She noticed him starting to strain against her. She knew he was close to cumming and forced herself to move quicker. 

To her relief, she felt a sudden gush of warmth in her ass. She slowed down to milk him as he finished cumming. She rose off of him until his cock popped out. 

"You did good." David praised her. 

"Thank You, Master, but..." Sarah looked away shyly.

"Yes?" David asked. He suspected he knew what the problem was.

"Is it okay if I touch myself? I'm so close..." Sarah rarely asked to masturbate. 

"Yes, but I'm going to watch you." David said.

Sarah laid down on the bed next to David. He rolled on his side. 

She wasn't sure now if this was a good idea. She closed her eyes and ran her hands over her body down to her clit. She began circling her clit and the orgasm that had seemed to be fading quickly surfaced again. She moved her hand faster. She opened her eyes when she felt David touching her breasts. He was licking one nipple while he squeezed her other breast with his hand. She continued masturbating herself. Her pussy began to contract spasmodically as she came. The intensity of her orgasm made her head swim. David stayed with her as she recovered.

"Let's go clean up and go to bed." David said as he nuzzled her face.

Sarah smiled at his warm touch. 

"I love you, Master," she said. 

"I love you too, slave." David stroked her collar with his finger.