0 comments/ 85112 views/ 8 favorites The Humiliator By: MrVern Evvie Wilson got out of her car and walked easily through the parking lot of the Mall. Evvie had few friends and it was customary for her to go on errands or shopping by herself. Her Daddy and her late husband had left her very well off financially, so she had no need to work. However since the death of her husband just over six months ago, she had spent her days just existing, it seemed. She felt as if she was just cruising, lost with no direction. She mulled over items in various shops, picking up a new short skirt and a couple of the briefest pairs of panties. She finished up and walked out to her car. Unbeknownst to her, a man watched her carefully. He noticed that she met no one. Seemed almost to be wandering with no special purpose in mind. He also noticed how terribly attractive she was. At five two she was petite with rather large breasts for her size. Her waist was slim, her hips flared giving the illusion that her breasts were bigger than their 34C would indicate. Long luxuriously brown hair hung past her pert little butt. Her face was almost angelic; large brown eyes, with long lashes and a cute little nose sat above full pouty lips. There was an innocent air about her that was most appealing. Had he not known differently, the man would have guessed her to be much younger than her 25 years. The rest of that day was uneventful for Evvie. She spent the rest of the day at home, puttzing around the house. She eventually went to bed and drifted off to sleep. The man from the mall didn't pursue her home that day. He knew where she lived and he had preparations to make for the next day. Once he had his bag of goodies packed he settled in for the night and thought about what the morrow would bring. The next morning, Evvie dressed in the new short skirt she'd purchased along with a pair of those skimpy panties. She wore a sleeveless tank top with a nice push up bra to accentuate her breasts. She was just going grocery shopping, but she wanted to wear her new clothes anyway. She walked out into the spring air to begin what would be the most intense day in her life. As Evvie walked toward her car in the grocery store parking lot, she was not aware that she was being watched. In fact, she thought nothing unusual until she caught the flash of white out of the corner of her eye, just before a cloth was clamped over her mouth and nose. The man moved quickly to get her into the car. Picking up the spilled groceries, he jumped into the driver's side of her car and left the lot. If his timing was correct, he had taken his petite little captive during those few minutes when video surveillance was panning another section of the lot. He had planned it all to the split second. Fortunately Evvie had cooperated more than she knew since she picked just the right time to come out of the store. The man drove straight to his house and into the garage. He knew that she had few friends and that the chances of her being missed by a visit or phone call was remote. Once in the privacy of the garage, he lifted the diminutive beauty into his arms and took her inside the house. He went at once to the basement and laid her unconscious form on the couch. And then he went to work preparing for her surprise when she woke up. Evvie came slowly awake. She was confused and disoriented. And she had a slight headache. As she tried to move, she realized that her hands were tied over her head. She was in a basement from the look of things. And tied to a bed. She began to become coherent and looked around. The first thing that she realized after finding her hands tied, was that she was naked. Her ankles were tied to the footboard so she was spread eagled. Evvie noticed a man standing by the door as she raised her head to get a better view of the room. When her eyes met his, he spoke to her very softly. "Don't say a word. Keep your fucking mouth shut and I won't be forced to hurt you." There was something about his cold eyes and the tone of his voice that sent a cold shiver down her body. She somehow knew that she should not talk. She nodded her head slightly and said nothing. He walked over to her and looked down on her nakedness. She had never in her young life felt so naked or so vulnerable. She trembled as she felt his eyes travel over her body. Her tits were standing proud on her chest. Even though they were big they didn't sag to the side when she was on her back. They stood proud and firm, her nipples erect looking like a couple of rubber rivets on top of young mounds of delicious flesh. She so wanted to ask him what he wanted with her, though she thought she knew exactly what he wanted. She was surprised at her body's reaction to this moment of fear and degradation. Her nipples were hard and her pussy was wet. "I'm going to turn you into my slut whore, bitch." He whispered as he leaned in close to her ear. "You're going to do exactly what I tell you to do or you'll be severely punished. Do you understand me, slutpuppy?" he asked. "Yes." Evvie replied in a small little voice. He leaned in and licked her neck with the flat of his tongue, dragging it all the way up to her ear. "Yes, what, slaveslut?" he hissed at her. "Ye... ye...yes.... Sir." she whimpered. He reached down and unsnapped the hooks holding her ankle cuffs to the footboard. Then repeated the process with her wrists. Grabbing her wrist, he pulled her to her feet and led her across the room. Evvie followed feeling like a little girl being taken to the principal's office. He proceeded to reattach her wrists to chains hanging down from the ceiling so that she was stretched with her hands above her head. He did not reattach her ankles. After stringing her up he walked across to a wall and selected a paddle. Evvie watched with detached curiosity. When he turned to face her, he held a paddle about two and a half feet long and about two inches wide. It was some flexible material covered with leather. Standing in front of her, he reached down with one hand and squeezed her left breast. As his hand closed onto her breast, she whimpered with lust. His hand came loose and his thumb and forefinger caught her left nipple and pinched. She moaned softly. He repeated the process with the right breast and nipple. Evvie continued to be amazed at her reaction to this degrading manhandling she was being subjected to. Her body was so hot. Her nipples hard and erect, her pussy literally leaking juices. When she thought about it, she became embarrassed by the desires coursing through her body. Her reactions were not lost on her captor. Stepping back from her lovely form, the man swung the paddle and slapped it against the palm of one hand. A loud smack resounded in the quiet basement. Evvie jumped against her bonds. Before she could recover the man flicked his wrist and the paddle came upward and slapped the underside of her left tit. A fiery pain shot through the underside of her tit and she screamed loudly. The man waited a few seconds then flicked his wrist once more and the paddle snapped against the underside of her right tit. Evvie was shaking from the fear that was welling up inside her. She'd never been spanked as a child and she was beside herself with fear. Truth be known he wasn't hitting her that hard. But the combination of fear and unfamiliar desire had her in a complete turmoil. She scrunched her eyes shut and waited for the next blow. It was a long time coming. Then suddenly a white-hot pain erupted in her left nipple. Her scream burst from her mouth with an agonizing howl. As the pain subsided she sobbed quietly. Then she heard the swish of the paddle just before her right nipples was seared like her left had been. She howled again with the pain of the smack. As the pain subsided, Evvie became acutely aware of her own smell. She was so turned on that her pussy was gushing juices down her thighs. She couldn't believe this was happening. The next snap of the paddle was across her left ass cheek. It stung hotly and she screamed again, although this time the scream was not quite as intense as it had been before. The man continued to rain slaps of the paddle across one cheek or the other for several minutes. He listened intently to the telltale screams coming from his young pretty victim. When the utterances from her became more lustful he would intensify the slap to her ass. When she was screaming more with pain, he ease off and bring her back letting her lust and desires take her over. She was completely unaware that she was being played like this. He continued to alternate his strokes from one cheek to the other, and then added the back of each thigh. After a while she was reduced to a whimpering wanton slut so hot and hungry for a man's cock that she would literally do anything she was told just as long as she knew she'd be fucked. He had her exactly where he wanted her. He walked around and stood in front of her, looking down into her tear filled eyes. He cupped her chin in his hand and leaned in and kissed her hard and deep. She opened her mouth and moaned as his tongue found hers. She sucked at his mouth like a starving woman. He broke the kiss and stepped back. "I'm going to let you down." He said flatly. "When I do, you are to do exactly as you're told. Nod if you understand." She looked at him, still emotionally torn between what she knew she should say and what she wanted to say. She knew this was wrong. He'd abducted her, after all. However, she surmised, if she cooperated with him perhaps things would be easier for her. She nodded her head. "Good." He began to unhook her wrists. He took hold of her wrist and moved it behind her head. Then he repeated the process with the other wrist. She stood as she was placed and waited to see what her next fate would be. He left her standing and walked across the room and stood next to a straight-backed chair. He faced her and began to undress. Evvie stood as she was and watched. She was determined to look at his face. She felt the blood rushing to her face as she inadvertently lowered her eyes to his chest. She found herself thinking that this was the chest of a man that you wanted to just bury your face in. Her eyes snapped up to his once again. When he was down to his shorts, he slowly hooked his thumbs in the waistband and lowered them. When he stood up, she glanced down at his erect cock. She let out an audible gasp. Granted she was rather naïve but she had never seen another cock other than her husband's. And his had not been this big. She immediately felt herself flush to her very core as she snapped her eyes up to his again. He chuckled to himself as he noticed her reaction. "Get your ass over here, bitch." He ordered. She dropped her hands and hurried to where he sat with his legs spread wide. She immediately fell to her knees between them and placed her hands behind her head again. "Hmmpf. At least you're learning how to respect your new Master, slut." He said. "May I speak?" she asked softly. "Speak, bitchpuppy." He said as he began to fondle her tits. "Please, Sir." She whimpered. "I'm so hot. Please I need to cum. Please, I'll do anything you want me to do, but please let me cum now." Her face went bright red again as she begged him to let her cum. She'd never ever imagined herself in this situation, but she was so hot she didn't care. She only knew that she had to cum or she'd go crazy. He was acutely aware of her situation and he had every intention of using it to his advantage. He looked at her deeply and she flushed again. "Part your knees and finger your cunt. I'll let you cum if you put on a real good show for me, slut. Now finger fuck that hot little cunt for me." She spread her knees and snaked her hand between her hot wet thighs. As she pushed her finger into her cleft, he reached forward and began to pinch and pull her nipples again. She had been so close to the edge for so long that as soon as her finger touched her clit and his hands twisted her nipples she climaxed like a volcano. Hot sweet juices erupted from her pussy as it spasmed over and over again. Low guttural sounds emitted from her throat as she pushed herself even further over the edge. Screaming and writhing, Evvie climaxed with the most powerful climax of her young life. Her whole hand was covered with her juices. She literally collapsed into a quivering mass of well-fucked flesh. She lay on the floor as little after tremors shook her body. The man watched her silently smiling to himself at this display of pure degradation and lust. This was turning out better than he had expected. He let her lay there for several minutes so she could recover. Then he got to his feet. Reaching down he tangled his hand in her hair and pulled her to her feet. Her hands went up to his as he pulled on her hair. Squealing like a wounded animal, she struggled to her feet. "You are one perverted cunt, you know that, slut?" he hissed at her. Looking up at him, she went red again from her tits to the top of her head. "Say it, bitch." He said as he backhanded her tits with his free hand. Whimpering, she lowered her eyes. "I'm a ... a perverted cunt, Sir." She sobbed. He pulled her against his body and tilted her head back, planting his mouth on hers. She reacted instantly with the most passionate intense kiss she could muster. It was as if his energy flowed from his mouth into her wracked exhausted body. She felt herself reviving with each passing second. She pressed her diminutive body against his, feeling his big cock pressing against her smooth sexy tummy. "Please, Sir." She whined. "Please, fuck me. I need your cock so badly." He, however, wasn't near done with her. "Not yet, slut. You have to earn my cock if you want to feel it slamming your hot little pussy." Keeping his grip on her hair he dragged her stumbling to the bed. He say down on the edge of the bed and pulled her to her knees. She yelped as her knees hit the hardwood floor. Evvie was beside herself, alternately ashamed of her lustful perverted reaction to her rapist and so hot from how he was treating her that she would do absolutely anything he wanted as long as she got fucked. Sliding back onto the bed a bit he bent one knee and his foot was now suspended in the air. "Show me that you've been conquered, you worthless slut. Kiss and lick my foot. Do a good job and you'll earn your way closer to getting my cock. You DO want my cock, don't you, slutpuppy?" Reaching out and taking his size 11 foot in her tiny hands, she scooted closer to him. Snaking her little tongue out, she pressed her pretty face against his instep and kissed. "Yes, Sir. You've reduced me to a wanton slut and I'll do anything you want me to do, as long as I get your cock in the end." "Suck my toes. You'll get my cock, slut, if you're a good girl and do as you're told." Evvie had never had any body part in her mouth. Her later husband wasn't one for oral sex. She slowly lowered her pretty face to his big toe. Her little pink tongue came out and licked the tip of his big toe. Then she slid her little mouth over it. Sucking and licking she held the toe in her mouth, looking up at him with a look of pure contentment. The man wiggled his toe in her mouth and she moaned. She continued to treat each toe separately to it's own tongue bath. There was something degrading about this, but also highly erotic. She couldn't believe she was doing this so easily. But the craving to submit had peaked and she had given herself to her rapist. If he killed her when he was done, at least, she surmised, she'd go out having experienced what she'd been dreaming of for so long. With no prompting from him, she moved back to his big toe. Taking it and sucking hard, she opened her mouth and took the toe next to it into her mouth. The man was watching intently. He was still amazed at the depth of this young woman's debauchery. She now had three of his toes in her mouth. She was licking and sucking like a pro. He wasn't really into having his feet worshipped, but was into the perversion of the act. Now her mouth was stretched unnaturally as she crammed all five of his toes into her mouth. The sight was oddly erotic. He pushed his foot forward slightly and she gagged on the intrusion. He began to make short movements with his foot, fucking her mouth with it. She gagged and retched each time he pushed into her. But she never stopped. Tiring of this game, the man pulled his foot out of her mouth. "Have you ever sucked a man's cock, slut?" he asked. "No, Sir." "What!" he demanded. "You've been married and never sucked your husband's cock?" "No, Sir. He didn't believe in anything but the missionary position." "No wonder you so damn horny. You've never had a man take you like the fuck bitch you are, have you?" "No." she whimpered. "Get down on your hands and knees and get you pretty little bitch face over here." He ordered as he spread his legs. Evvie dropped to her hands and knees and crawled forward the few inches it took so that her face was scant inches from his scrotum. He reached down and placed his hand in her hair at the back of her head and pulled her pretty innocent face into his ball sack. Evvie pulled back as her pert little nose encountered the smooth hairless flesh of his scrotum. He pulled on her head harder and forced her face into the sack. She held her breath. "Smell me, you worthless cunt." He ordered. Evvie stubbornly held her breath. He held her tight against him, one of his big balls on either side of her nose. She could only hold out so long. Suddenly she opened her mouth and gulped in a huge lungful of air. His manly scent inundated her sense. She'd never been this close to a man's privates before. His scent was both intoxicating and scary. She breathed in again and smelled him even more acutely. She whimpered with her growing lust. She was rapidly losing the fight. She knew within a few short minutes that she give in and do exactly what she was told to do. He rubbed her face around his ball sack making her inhale his essence. He then pushed her face underneath his sack to his perineum. She felt the sensitive flesh there and continued to breathe his scent. She was growing more and more perversely excited by the second. He jerked her face up and held her poised over his cock. The big head was leaking precum, which he smeared over her lips. She looked up at him her lips shiny with his precum and then slowly parted her lips and licked him off tasting a man for the first time in her life. She quivered from the sheer lusty nature of the act. It was so out of character for her to act so wanton. "Open, slut!" She looked at him and a tear formed in one eye and ran down her cheek. "I don't know how.... I don't know what to do." She whimpered. "Damn, slut, do I have to teach you everything? Open your mouth and lick the head. When I push it into your mouth, close your lips, watch the teeth and lick and suck." She parted her lips and snaked out her tongue and licked across the broad head of his cock the taste of his precum now very prevalent in her mouth. Her pussy juiced its wetness as she closed her lips on to the shaft. It was the most degraded thing she'd ever done. Prim and proper Evvie naked on her knees with a man's cock in her mouth. She shuddered visibly as she sucked like a whore. He reached for the back of her head again and pulled her forward. More of his cock was forced into her open waiting mouth. She sucked harder tasting his precum. He powered his cock into her mouth to the back of her throat. She gagged as it touched the very entrance to her throat. He pulled back leaving only the head between her lips. She raised her eyes to his as he pulled her forward again. Her lips were shiny and stretched around his girth. It made her look totally whorish. This time when he reached the entrance to her throat he pushed just a little harder. As the big head wedged against her gullet, she choked and gagged. He pulled back once more. Then very slowly he pushed into her lovely face once more. When he reached the entrance to her throat this time, he pushed in and wedged the head into her throat again and held her there. The head was trying to wedge its girth into her much smaller throat effectively blocking her throat. The situation prevented her from breathing. She fought the panic for several seconds but his hand on her head held her in place. She couldn't breathe and the head was inscrutably pressing deeper and deeper. She held up her hands to try to let him know she was in trouble. He ignored her. Tears started leaking from her eyes as the pain and panic of the situation increased. The Humiliator Ch. 02 This is not a stand-alone story. You should read part one to gain the full impact of this part. Even though the response to part one was not as good as I would have expected, here is part two. Your constructive comments and votes are appreciated. * Evvie had passed out as she orgasmed while sucking her captor's cock. She awoke slowly to find herself lying on a bed, still naked but unbound. She could hear the shower running and decided he was in the bathroom. She luxuriated in the warmth of the bed noticing how sore she was from her ordeal earlier in the day. It was Friday evening now and she wondered how long she'd be subjected to this inhuman treatment by an obvious psycho. She didn't have to wonder long. Coming through the door into the bedroom the man was stark naked briskly rubbing a towel through his hair. She sat up and looked at him. Once more she went red in the face as she looked down at his cock. It was formidable when it was flaccid. She still wondered how she was able to take it completely down her throat. The thought sent a warm rush to her pussy. "Go take a shower. We're going out to get something to eat." He said. She got slowly up from the bed and walked into the steamy bathroom. Stepping into the shower, she turned the hot water on as hot as she could stand it. The steamy spray made her muscles relax and in no time she was feeling better. She cleansed herself thoroughly and then toweled off. She felt somewhat self-conscious as she walked back into the bedroom naked. He was sitting in an easy chair waiting for her. He nodded toward the bed and she saw some clothes laid out for her. As she picked up each garment, she noticed that they were all the right size. She turned to look at him, still somewhat afraid to speak. "Oh," he muttered. "I know way more about you than you might imagine." "May I speak, Sir?" she asked. He nodded his head. "Am I allowed to ask where we're going?" she asked. "Lamond's." he said quietly. She thought about that as she dressed. Lamond's was one of the most expensive restaurants in town, but well worth it. The food was excellent, the clientele wonderful and the service was superb. She finished dressing and turned to look at herself in the mirror. She was wearing an understated black dress that was a little shorter than she normally wore. It was spaghetti-strapped leaving her arms bare. He even had her bra size right. Though she'd never thought about wearing one that pushed her big tits up and together. That part was somewhat embarrassing. And those heels were something else. All in all, she had to admit she looked pretty nice. "Sit." She sat down on the edge of the bed. "Here's the deal. I'm going to take you out in public and you are to behave like a lady. You will address me as Sam in public. You will be happy and make no attempt to get away. We will be a typical couple out for dinner. And by the way, in case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm from the agency." A light dawned in Evvie's head. She now knew exactly who he was and why he was here. Butterflies welled up in her tummy. "I will make no attempt to humiliate you in a public place. However, you may be required to do some interesting things before, during and after dinner. Any questions?" "No, Sir." She said quietly. There was a honk outside and he stood up. "Let's go. And be on your best behavior. It'll play well for you later tonight." She slid her hand onto his arm and nodded that she understood. Evvie was awash with new emotions. Sam, if that was his real name, was actually treating her decently. She wondered what plans he had for her once they were back here and alone. She suspected it would be quite perverse and she experienced a glow of warmth between her legs. The evening at Lamond's was mostly uneventful. At one point he ordered her to the women's bathroom to remove her panties and bring them back to him at the table. As she walked across the room toward the table she felt like every eye in the place was on her and they all knew her little pussy was now bare. However, the rest of the evening passed with nothing more happening than her becoming more and more aroused. When they returned to his home, he stopped her once they were in the front door. "Strip." He ordered her. She began to take her clothing off. When she was nude she stood before him waiting his further instructions. He stepped up to her and snapped a collar around her neck. Then he attached a leash to the collar. "You're going to be my slutpuppy for the rest of the weekend. Now down on your hands and knees and lead us to the bedroom, whore." He ordered. A perverse thrill ran through her as she dropped to her hands and knees and began to crawl toward the bedroom. Her pert little ass swayed provocatively as she crawled. As they passed a dresser in the hallway, he picked up a riding crop. He snapped the crop against her left ass cheek. She yelped and picked up her pace. He continued to slap her ass cheeks alternating between the two as she crawled. Each time the crop slapped her, she yelped like a hurt puppy. By the time they got to the bedroom, Sam had a raging erection. He dropped the end of the leash around the knob on the footboard of the bed and ordered her to wait for him. He quickly stripped and then walked over in front of her kneeling form. Evvie knelt submissively where he had placed her. Her lust was raging again having been put in this humiliated situation. It seemed the more perverse ways he debased her, the hotter she became. Sam walked over to her and ordered her to look up at him. As she raised her eyes, they fell first on his big hard cock. Then slowly made their way up to his eyes. "Your next training session will begin shortly. Meanwhile, you may do whatever you wish, but do not cum. I'll be back for you shortly." She quivered as she listened. He turned his back on her and went into the bathroom. She heard the shower running again as she knelt like an obedient little puppy and waited. She refused to touch herself while he was gone. She'd spent too many hours playing with her pussy, and now that she had a man to do it for her she refrained from doing it herself. He returned a few minutes later, dripping and smelling clean and fresh. "Follow." He said as if he were speaking to a dog. She followed him and as he lay down she crawled onto the bed beside him. "A good little bitch doggie knows how to please her Master. There's more to arousing a man than stimulating his cock. And I'm going to teach you how to please me, slutpuppy." "Hmm, yes, Master." She whimpered. Grabbing her by a tangle of hair at the back of his head he pulled her up toward his chest. She kept her eyes on his as she scrambled on her knees to where he wanted her to be. He laid her face to the side by his right nipple. He had some hair on his chest, but he wasn't covered with it. She looked at him, waiting instructions. "Lick my nipple, dog bitch!" he ordered. Her tongue snaked out and licked at his nipple, wetting the hair around it. It felt funny to her to be licking at a man's nipple. No man she'd ever been with had made her do this, in fact, she'd never even thought about it. "You like your nipples played with, don't you, slut?" he asked. "Yes, Sir." She answered between licks. She could actually feel his nipple hardening under her tongue. "So do men, even though most won't admit it. Now lick and suck." He forced her head over so her mouth was on top of his hairy nipple then pulled her hard against his flesh. She opened her mouth and engulfed his nubby fleshy knob. She sucked like a baby at its mother teat. He pulled her open-mouthed to his other nipple. She let her wet tongue slide across his chest, through the hair and then popped his other nipple into her mouth. Even though this was something new and foreign to her, it was beginning to turn her on. It had always be the man who worked her tits and nipples over with his mouth. Now she had to do the same thing and it did, indeed, feel odd. As she sucked, he raised his free hand over his head. He let her nurse his nipples several minutes moving her back and forth between them. Then he tugged at her hair pulling her face away from his skin and moved her pretty flushed face toward his armpit. He dragged her inches from his skin up and through his armpit. She could smell his scent as her nose passed so close to his flesh. He smelled like the soap he'd used in his shower and like a man. She felt her pussy tighten as she took in the scent. He pressed her lips to his skin just below his elbow. She moaned softly as she licked and sucked his flesh. Then he pulled her slowly downward, letting her trail her wet saliva over his skin. When she was positioned close to his armpit he pressed her in harder against his flesh. She was alternately appalled and excited. In a second her face was planted open-mouthed right in the center of his hot armpit. She not only could smell him now but she could taste him. He apparently trimmed the hair there because it was short and not too thick. She licked her tongue across the flesh and mewled, as she tasted him. He moved her head up and down with short movements of his hand. In seconds she had tasted the expanse of his armpit. It was both exhilarating and a bit demeaning to be licking a man there and moreover enjoying it. He let her tongue play on with flesh for several minutes and then dragged her face to the other side, changing hands in her hair as he did. As she neared his other armpit, he raised his arm and she was greeted with a fresher stronger smell of him. She inhaled deeply. He DID smell good. She pressed her face into the center of his armpit, licking like she was starving. He let her lick and suck several more minutes before moving her on to other body parts. Dragging her angelic face down his side he introduced her to his naval. She literally fucked his belly button with her tongue all the while looking up at him like a contented puppy. She was actually enjoying this, although it wasn't without some embarrassment. Occasionally, as he allowed her to lick and suck at his male flesh, he'd reach down with his free hand and tweak her nipples or squeeze a tit. The combination of her being so slutty and him playing with her tits kept her in a constant state of arousal. Shifting his position to maintain his hold on her hair, he moved her mouth past his cock and balls and onto his inner thigh. She licked at sucked at the hairy flesh there. He let her lick and kiss his inner thighs for some time. Suddenly he pulled her head up and back so she was looking at him. "I'm going to release your head." He stated. "Guidance will come in the form of verbal commands now." He explained. She figured his was going to make her suck his toes again and was a bit surprised when he flipped him self over in the bed. Lying on his tummy, propped up on his shoulders with his legs spread, he looked back at her. "Ever heard the expression 'kiss my ass', bitchpuppy?" "Yes, Sir." She said in a small submissive voice. She thought she knew what he was about to tell her. "Kiss my ass, cunt!" he ordered. She had never even in her most depraved fantasies thought about that,either. Nonetheless, she leaned in and planted a kiss on one ass cheek. "Nice sweet submissive kisses, slut, and don't stop until I tell you to." She leaned in once more and began planting soft kisses to his ass cheeks. She kissed one a few times then moved to the other. She found this new task she was being forced to perform most degrading and she wondered why she felt so hot doing it. It was as if she actually felt like a doggie playing with her Master. She was dumbfounded at the ways he came up with to both humiliate her and make her so very hot. She didn't have to wait long to find out what she'd be doing next. "Now, fuck whore. Tell me who owns you?" he demanded. "My Master owns me, Sir." "Who's your Master, cuntslave?" "You are, Sir." "Who's your Daddy, little bitch?" "You're my Daddy, Sir." She felt so perverted answering his questions out loud like this. She'd never been one to verbalize during or about sex, let alone saying something out loud this perverse. "What are you, cuntslave?" "I'm a slave, Sir. A worthless whore to use as you see fit. A slut for you to use for your pleasure." "Press that pretty little bitch face between the cheeks of my ass and prove to me you're the cuntslut you want to be." She squealed at the thought of putting her pretty face in such a nasty place. But she knew she had little choice in the matter. She leaned toward his ass crack ever so slowly. He was enjoying her anguish and made no move to speed her movements. As her face got closer to his ass crack, she could smell him. Once again, it was not an unpleasant smell. But still, the idea of doing what he'd ordered her to do was almost more than she could take. She very slowly pressed her face between his cheeks until she could go no further. Here she was, on her hands and knees with her pretty face pressed between the ass cheeks of a man she barely knew. And she was so thrilled by the perversity of it that she was almost ready to cum. He reached his hand back and caught her hair again. He moved her up and down his crack, exposing her to his hot ass. The hot breath of her moans driving him nuts. He released her head and ordered her to lick up and down the hot crevice. She groaned as she opened her mouth and stuck her tongue put pressing against his skin. Then, moving her head up and down, she licked the crack as ordered. She grazed her tongue lightly over his asshole, trying to have a little contact with it as she could. He could tell by her moans that she was actually turned on by all this. He wondered how turned on she'd be when he gave her that critical order that was sure to come. "Stop!" he ordered. She pulled her face out from between his cheeks. "Now, spread my cheeks wide apart." She placed her hands on each cheek and then spread them apart. "Now take a nice long look at my asshole, slut!" he commanded. Ever so slowly she looked between his spread cheeks and gazed at his asshole. She'd never seen one before and had to admit it wasn't the most arousing thing she'd ever seen. "Now, press your nose against it." "Wha... What?" she exclaimed. "Press your nose against my asshole and be quick about it or I'll whip you like you can't possibly imagine, then make you do it all over again." She had been lost in her own dream that she was with someone who cared about her instead of a man who'd captured her and raped her. His ranting brought her back to reality quickly. She'd do as he said or suffer another worse whipping. Letting a sob slip out, she decided it was the lesser of two evils. "Yes, Master." She whimpered. She pressed her face in towards his asshole and closed her eyes as she did. At least she didn't want to look at what she was being forced to do. "Get those eyes open, slut." He yelled. Her eyes snapped open just as she felt his asshole with her nose. As she touched his asshole with her nose, he moved back against her just a bit. He turned and looked over his shoulder at her. She held her nose tightly against his asshole and looked at him with her sad dreadful eyes. She was holding her breath but she knew he'd make her stay where she was until she had no choice but to breathe in his scent again. When she could go no longer without breathing, she sucked in a quick mouthful of air. As she did, the essence of his ass washed over her senses. She was whimpering softly as she held her position. Then he uttered the words she dreaded most. He told her to suck his asshole. Sobbing quietly, she moved her mouth to his asshole and planted her lips around it. She sucked. And as she did, she could feel him alternately clenching and unclenching his hole. It was weird because it felt alive in her mouth. She sucked and sucked feeling like she had finally reached the depths of her own depravity. Loud suction noises came from her lips as she sucked. After several minutes of letting her suck him, he ordered her to stick her tongue inside him. She retched slightly at the thought, but didn't remove her lips. She pushed her tongue against his opening and felt it give a little. She began to move her tongue against it and then back it away. Each time she did this, she felt her tongue go a little deeper into him. Suddenly a thought struck her fevered brain. It was like she was fucking his ass with her tongue. Sam was being a quiet as he could. She was doing quite a job on his ass and he didn't want her to know how much he enjoyed it. "Keep eating my ass, fucker." He moaned at her. "You're the best little ass suck I've ever had. Nobody needs to teach you a thing, do they? You act like you've been doing this all your life." His off handed compliment both thrilled her and appalled her. She felt a glow of sexual warmth that she was pleasing him and a shame that she could so easily become exactly what he said she was... a slut. Sam had reached his end. He ordered her to stop and as she pulled her face out of his ass, he flipped over on his back. "Sit on it, slut." He commanded. His big cock was as hard as it ever had been and she crawled up to straddle his hips and slowly lowered herself onto his cock. She was so small and he was so big that she had to go slower than she'd liked at this moment. When she had the head in she lowered herself very slowly allowing her tight diminutive pussy to get used to this monster. But Sam was in no mood to wait. He reached up and placed his hands at her waist and pulled her down onto his cock with a good deal of force. Her hips slammed down and she was suddenly completely impaled. She gasped as the sudden invasion all but took her breath away. Tears sprung from her eyes as she felt him go deeper into her than any man ever had. He reached up and caught her big tits in his hands and began bouncing her up and down in his cock by her tits. Each time he hit bottom, she grunted heatedly. "Tell me how much you love being treated like a slut, Evvie." He demanded. She placed her hands behind her head and let him bounce her body on his cock. "I love.... uugh...being. ...Uugh.... your... uugh... slut.... aww.... Sir. I'll ... ugg ... be a ... Hmmpf ... good ... little... argh...slut... for you. Sir." She was sobbing and squealing as she bounced on his cock. It didn't take long for them to cum. She shrieked with lust as her orgasm overtook her. It washed over her in waves of delicious perversion. She was so hot that her pussy literally exploded around his cock. She was shooting copious amounts of juices, soaking his cock and balls with her fluid. Seconds later Sam's own eruption filled her with his hot cum. She collapsed onto his chest as the last of his seed shoot deep inside her cunt. Sam had experienced a lot of things, some pretty perverted, but he'd never had a woman ejaculate before. He was more and more convinced that this was one hot little bitch. She sighed contentedly as she lay on his chest. "You came like a fountain, slut." He murmured. "Yes, Sir." She said demurely. Sliding his hands up her sides and under her arms he lifted her into a sitting position again. Even slackening, his cock felt huge inside her. He lifted her up until his cock plopped out of her cunt, and then held her there as their mixed juices leaked out of her well-fucked pussy. She looked down to see the sloppy mess that covered his cock and balls. "Lick it all up like a good little doggie bitch." He said to her. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened as she heard his words. She disengaged herself from his grip and slid down between his legs. He was making her lick up their juices in this final act of total depravity. She wasn't sure she could do it, but she knew she had to make an effort or she'd be whipped. The Humiliator Ch. 02 Sticking out her tongue she ran the flat of it over his balls. When she brought her tongue back into her mouth it was coated with their cum. She had no choice but to swallow. She retched, the realized it really didn't taste bad at all. In fact, she liked it. She began to lick him clean with renewed zest. Once again, the depth of her depravity impressed Sam. He watched her closely as she licked every inch of his cock and balls. When she was done she came up into his arms and snuggled there. It didn't take long before she was asleep. She had no idea how long she'd slept when she woke up. She did know however that she had never been more satisfied before in her life. An afternoon and evening of being a slut to this man had fulfilled something in her that had long been denied. They showered together and then he replaced the collar and leach and made her lead him into the kitchen. Leashed, collared and naked, she fixed a snack for them. He sat at the table and ate as she knelt at him feet taking food from his hands as he offered it to her. When he was done, he led her into the living room. Sitting down he ordered her between his legs again. When she was kneeling where he wanted her he began to speak. "Was it worth it?" he asked her. "Yes, Sir. Every penny." She cooed. Evvie had been perusing a local underground paper last week and ran across and ad that intrigued her. If you called this certain number, a woman could get a man for anything she wanted. It cost her a thousand dollars and she'd had a hard time getting passed the embarrassment of having to tell the man on the other end of the phone that she wanted to be totally dominated. He had assured her that her thoughts were something he ran into all the time. After the money part of the deal had been completed, her contact explained that someone would be contacting her within two weeks. She had expected either a phone call or someone dropping by her house to set up the details, etc. So when she was "kidnapped" she'd thought it was the real thing until he had identified himself. She had learned a lot about herself and she was pleased. They went up to his bed and he let her lie with him snuggled against his body. She fell asleep within minutes. The nest morning Evvie awoke, startled at where she was. She was naked in her own bed in her own house. She moved slowly as she was very sore. When she moved, she heard the rustle of a piece of paper. She found a note on the pillow next to her on the bed. It read: Evvie; You proved to be even more perverted than I think even you thought. You were a good little slaveslut. I would be very interested in meeting with you again on a personal basis. If you have any interest in continuing to serve me here is my cell phone number. Master Sam. She sighed as she put the letter down and reached for the phone. End Part 2 The Humiliator He thrust his cock into her hard with one forceful thrust causing the head to push into her throat an inch or so. She retched as he pulled it back out of her mouth. As the huge girth of his cock exited her mouth, she turned her head and threw up onto the floor. She turned her head back toward her captor. As she did his hand snapped out and slapped her across her face. "You worthless cunt. You can't even suck a cock. What the hell good are you anyway." He spat out at her. She felt her stomach drop. She'd disappointed this man and she was mortified. Her feelings went against every fiber of her being. She raised her face toward him again and with tears flowing from her eyes, she spoke sobbingly. "Please. (Sob). Please, Sir. (Sob sob) Please put your cock back in my mouth. Please. (sob) I WANT to be your cocksucking slut. I'll be good, I promise. Please. Give me another chance." He had to admit he was impressed with her begging. He'd not expected it. Saying nothing he fisted the base of his cock with one hand and reached for her head with the other. She opened her mouth and let him push his cock inside once more. This time she was determined to finish this task. He began to thrust into her mouth and slowly into her throat. She gagged and choked a few more times, but soon she become used to the massive cock in her little mouth. Within several minutes, she was surprised when the hair above his cock tickled her nose. With several more strokes, her nose was pressed hard against his tummy and her chin was massaging his balls. She had it all in. She'd deep throated her first cock, although she had no idea it was called deep throating. He set up a rhythm and began to thrust into her deliberately. Soon he felt the precum oozing from the head in copious amounts, then the telltale tingle in his balls announcing the pending orgasm. He timed his thrusts so that the first gush of his hot cum exploded into her throat. Her eyes snapped open as she felt the head expand and felt rather than tasted his first gush. She felt all warm and tingly in her tummy. He then pulled her back so the head was in her mouth as she sucked really hard. She was rewarded with a mouthful of his creamy hot essence. She almost fainted from the sheer ecstasy of having a man cum in her mouth. As she worked her throat to swallow his viscous hot cum, she suddenly realized that she was about to cum. She clamped her lips hard on his cock and groaned out her climax. Squealing and gurgling around his shaft wave after wave of her climax slammed into her petite little body. As her climax subsided, she sighed around his cock. He looked down on her, her lips possessively clamped onto his cock, a look of pure lustful joy in her eyes. She'd cum as she sucked his cock without any physical stimulation to her pussy. He knew he was in for a VERY interesting rest of the weekend. © Vern Hoops 2004