0 comments/ 30738 views/ 2 favorites Happily Kidnapped Ch. 01 By: ConfusedTopBottom I wrote this story for a very special friend. I hope he reads it and smiles. Let me know what you all think of it. * As I slowly wake up, I realize that my hands are bound tightly behind my back. My knees and ankles are tied together. I must have a blindfold on as well because I can't see. I try to speak to say something and I can't. You hear me struggling and quietly tell me to relax. Hearing your voice makes me stop struggling. As I try to calm myself, I realize we are in a moving vehicle. Moments later the vehicle stops and I hear him getting closer to me. You slowly take off the blindfold. "Are you alright?" I nod her head. "I am not untying you until we get where we are going." You reach between my thighs and feel the moisture that has formed between them. You smile at me and say "Keep that just like that for me? I want you wet when I am ready." You place the blindfold back over my eyes. You start driving again. I doze off back to sleep, and when I wake up you are moving things around. When you are ready to move me, you pick me up. When you place me down, I am on something soft, like a bed or a couch. When I hear the bolt turn on the lock I am nervous, but not scared, you are here with me. You are shuffling around the room and finally you ask "Do you have to go to the bathroom?" I nod my head enthusiastically. Again you pick me up and carry me, and set me down on the toilet. You walk away leaving me sitting there tied to use the toilet. When you come back you take off the blindfold, look me in the eyes and say "You know I love you, and what I have just done, you are either going to love me more, or you are going to hate me. I am almost afraid to find out which, but I have to tell you. Do you remember when you told me you wanted me to rape you?" I nod my head. "Well..." you take a deep breath, "...I hope kidnapping was part of that fantasy." My eyes got big and I stared at your face trying to decide if you were messing with me, or if you were serious. Everything I could see on your face, said you were dead serious. You begin to tell me all the reasons why, as well as all the preparation you had taken. When you are done talking, you reach for my face to remove the gag, but I turn away and won't let you touch my face. The first words out of your mouth are "You are mad at me. You stay here and I will be back, after you have calmed down." Thinking to myself, stay here; where does he think I am going to go? Hundreds of thoughts are racing through my mind, yet they all end with me being here with you. When you finally come back, you look as though you are scared to remove my gag. But you take it off, and I let you. At first I stretch my jaw a little and try to get moisture back to my mouth. You get a small glass of water and, you know, it doesn't matter that I am sitting on the toilet, I gratefully accept the sips of water you offer me. When I am finally able to speak, I look at you and say "You are a fucking idiot...but I love you. My arms hurt and need to have their position changed, I need a fucking shower. God I hope you don't get caught. Help me with the two things and we can talk." You remind me that I am not really in a position to be barking out orders and if I would like to change the wording of my last couple of sentences, you would be happy to listen. I take a deep breath and look at the floor. "I am sorry. What I should have said was you're a fucking idiot but I love you. My arms hurt and I can smell myself, so I must need a shower. Can you please help me with those two things?" Smiling, commenting on that being a better way to request things from someone in my position, you reach for the rope connected to my arms. You untie them, they have gone numb and you help rub my muscles to help bring back the feeling. Then you kiss me hard on the mouth, driving your tongue down my throat. "I'm sorry." Are the first words you speak when you break the kiss. You move over to the shower and start the water for me. You untie my legs and help me into the shower. Your clothes are off in no time, and you climb into the shower with me. "I have always wanted to do this." you say smiling. You hold me close in the shower, as though you are protecting me from something. You take the bar of soap and rub it all over me. When your soapy fingers work their way to my ass. My hips turn up so that it is easier for you, but you don't do what I think you are going to. The fingers move to my pussy and you wash that also. You turn me around; my back is against your chest. "Clasp your hands together behind my neck and keep them there." I perform the required task. Your hands work their way from my neck down to my chest. Squeezing my breasts before moving them down my stomach. When your fingers find my clit, they begin to pinch and rub the little button, and then two of your fingers are stuffed in my pussy, while you are playing with my clit. When I am ready to cum, though you stop, gently slap my pussy, smiling you say "Not yet. Your turn to wash me up." I take the bar of soap and begin to rub the bar all over you, when I reach your cock; I soap up my hands and stroke the length of the shaft with my soapy hands. One hand finds it way under your balls and up to your ass crack, making sure to get all of you clean. I kneel down on the shower floor, and am about to take the head of your cock into my mouth when you stop me. "Not yet. Come back up here and stand like you were. Arms up." I do as asked. You reach around the front of me and begin to roughly rub my clit. My legs want to lock closed around your hand, but you stop me and make me keep my legs open, with my feet touching yours. When the first wave comes my knees begin to weaken, but I try to hold my position. My pussy has cum pouring out of it, you don't stop at one. You continue to two. When the second squirting orgasm erupts, you realize my strength is limited. You are holding me up more than I am holding myself up, but you push on for a third. I try to tell you No not yet, but you won't listen to me. The third one releases and now you have all my weight held up, because I can't help you. I can't even really talk after that one. I whisper thank you but can't really form other words. You pick me up and carry me to the bed. I fall asleep, fortunately you decide to tie me, and so I can't escape while you go get us something to eat. Happily Kidnapped Ch. 02 Please let me know what you think of this story. * When you arrive back at the room, I am on the floor. Everything on the nightstand, including the phone, is all over the floor also. The look on my face is one that says "Oh Fuck, I am in trouble now." You set the food on the nightstand and walk around the room picking everything up. Everything that is, except for me. I can tell by the look on your face that I better not be the one to speak first. I opt to continue to wait until you speak first. "Did you make your call?" you ask trying to maintain a calm tone. "No, I didn't make any calls." "Well then the only other conclusion that I can come up with, why I came back to this room in the condition it was in, is that you would rather sleep on the floor, if you weren't making a phone call." I know that I shouldn't argue with you, and now is probably not the best time so I keep quiet. "COME HERE!" you order rather loudly. I try to say "I can't" but the words are no sooner out of my mouth and I hear you bark out, "You can, and you will. If you can get yourself off the bed...you can get yourself over here, NOW." I slide myself the best I can, across the floor, it takes a couple of minutes, but I make it to your feet. When I am in arms reach, you grab a handful of my hair pulling my face up to look at you and say "So bitch, which is it...you hope I don't get caught, or you're going to help get me caught!" Quietly I speak "I don't want you to get caught." "I don't believe you." Were the only words you said, before getting up and walking out the door? An hour later when you arrive back, you find me exactly where I was when you left; the only difference is you can tell that I have been crying. Calmer now, you say "Are you hungry?" I nod my head yes, but dare not to say anything. "Speak up or go without." "Yes please, I am hungry." You untie my hands, and let me have my food, that is by now, ice cold, but I remind myself it is my own fault I am eating cold food. The whole time I am eating I can tell by your silence you are very upset with me. I haven't looked at you yet, to see what your face says, I don't dare look up. I am almost afraid of what I might find in that face if I look up. You untie my legs and throw some clothes at me and say "Go in the fucking bathroom and put these on." I do what you asked and notice that the clothes are new, they are very nice new clothes, but a little on the slutty slide. When I walk out of the bathroom you have your head in your hands, and don't look up. I slowly walk to you and kneel at your feet. Normally I would ask you what was wrong, but this time I knew what was wrong, but I didn't know how to fix it. Quietly you say "Here is $100. Go. Catch a bus and go home." I look up at you shocked, you stuff the money into my bra and say "Go. Get the hell out of here, before I change my mind." Part of my brain says I should go, but the other part says no. Looking at the floor I quietly say "I don't want to." "I don't think you want to stay either." "But, I do." "Prove it to me, you've got 20 minutes." You got up and walked out the door. 20 minutes to prove I don't want to leave, how I am going to do that, is what my brain keeps repeating. I finally take off the clothes, and leave them by the door. I hurry into the bathroom to wash up. I find myself on the bed, tying myself up. I tied myself so that my head was by the headboard and my feet were tied to the headboard, leaving my ass and pussy completely exposed to whoever walked in the door. I even took the phone cord, out of the wall and used it to tie one of my ankles. Then I waited, I don't know how long I wait, but I wait. When you finally get back, I am unable to tell if you are happy with my presentation. You walk around the room a little while; I think maybe pacing is the better word. When you sit at the foot of the bed looking at my pussy, you take a deep breath. "Your pussy's wet bitch. How come?" "Because I am with you. My pussy is always wet when I am with you." A slap comes down hard on my pussy. "Want to try again?" you ask annoyed sounding. "Because I am with you, and I am tied here to this bed." You rub my pussy a little, and say "So, you need to be tied, to keep your cunt wet all the time for me?" I close my eyes thinking a moment and say "Yes Sir." The next thing I know, you have slid your cock into me and are fucking my pussy hard and fast. I can feel your cum squirt up inside me. You untie my legs and let them fall to the bed, and then your cock is in my face. I know you want me to clean it off for you so I take it into my mouth licking and sucking until I have your cock cleaned off. I keep your cock in my mouth until you pull it out. The first words out of your mouth were, "Go to the closet and get me the black duffel bag." I am about to pick it up with my hands when you say "I want you to crawl back here with it." I was confused for a second, but realized what you really wanted; I took the handles in my teeth and carried the duffle bag in my teeth while crawling to you. I drop the bag at your feet and rub my face up against your leg. You open the bag and ignore me. I watch you pull out of the bag a black leather collar, which you place around my neck, somewhat tight, so I knew it was there, but not tight enough to choke me, even if I am tensed up. My pussy is dripping your cum out of it as well as accumulating its own moisture. "Crawl into the bathroom and wash that dirty cunt so if I want to lick your pussy, I can. Hurry up about it too." I slowly start to crawl into the bathroom, wash the outside of my pussy and I see a couple of douches sitting on the counter, so I use one assuming that is what you want. When I crawl back out to you, you are laying across the bed and have fallen asleep. Part of me wants to wake you, but the submissive in me remembers what you had said about the floor. So I take an extra blanket from the closet and make a bed with it, I curl up by your feet and I too fall asleep. When I hear you start to wake up, I don't move, not wanting to upset you anymore than I did yesterday. You sit up and see where I am and you smile, "You must really want me to forgive you for your stunt yesterday." "Yes Sir. Please, I am so sorry, I woke up, I was alone and I freaked, the table almost crashed on top of me too. Please punish me, if you wish, Sir. Just don't make me leave." "Get over here and suck my cock." My heart is racing, and my breaths are short and quick, as I crawl to you and happily oblige your request by sucking your cock until you cum down my throat. You hold my head down and say "Look at me." My eyes move up to meet yours. "We have to get going, I will decide how long you will go before I let you cum. You are not going to have another opportunity to disappoint me. The outfit I bought you yesterday, crawl to the bathroom and get dressed, oh and before I forget, use this too." Out of the bag comes a butt plug, you smile as my eyes get big. "I expect it will be buried in your ass, when you come out. You won't enjoy it much if I have to put it in." "Yes Sir." I crawl into the bathroom and do as you have asked me to. When I crawl back out, you have packed up everything and brought it out to the car except for one thing...a leash. You clasp it to my collar and say "Stay." You walk into the bathroom and pick up everything in there and as you are headed to the car, you take the leash and expect me to crawl like a dog to the car. Happily Kidnapped Ch. 03 So, I crawled out to the car. You whispered to me if I wiggled my ass like a good slut, my punishment for yesterday might not be so bad. My face was red when we got to the car; several people were outside their rooms. My ass wiggled the best it could with a butt plug in, while crawling. You reached down and played with my pussy and it was sticky wet. We drove a long time in silence; I could tell you were still irritated with me. "Can I suck your cock?" "Not right now." "Please" You reached across the seat and pinched one of my nipples hard; hard enough so I made a noise, like it hurt. "What did I just say?" "You said no." "Take your tits out of your bra for me, and put your hands behind your back." I did what you asked; you reached over and pinched each of my nipples. Suddenly a smile came across your face. You pulled the car over and made me take my bra off, you used the bra to tie my hands behind my back. Then you lifted the front of my shirt up over my head. My chest was completely exposed. "If I catch you slouching and not showing off those tits, I'll find a way to tie you so you can't slouch, so sit up straight." While driving you would every now and then pinch one of my nipples, sometimes gently but you would pull toward you, other times you would pinch it hard. When I realized what state we were entering I gave you a funny look. "We are not staying, I have two things to take care of and we are leaving." We made the first stop and you made me wait in the car, you used the seat belt and my already tied arms to keep me from trying to move. The second stop shocked me. We pulled up in front of a tattoo shop; again I give you a funny look. You untie my arms and look me in the eyes and say "Still want to stay?" I nod my head yes. "You are going to get out of that habit in a hurry. I'll only ask you one more time, do you still want to stay?" "Yes, I do." "Good...you are going to walk into that shop; you are going to walk up to the counter and say 'My owner wants my nipples pierced." I took a deep breath and said "Yes, Sir." You unhooked the leash, smiled at me and said "The wording is important, and if I am to trust you...you will do as I say." "Yes, sir" I got out of the vehicle and walked into the shop. The man at the counter was very sweet, his name was Dave, and he behaved as though people walk in and says my owner wants my nipples pierced, all the time. He was almost finished when you walked in. One guy spoke to you by name. You walked up to where we were and said "Very nice, my good little slut. Did you offer to let Dave try out your mouth?" "N-no. Sir." Looking panicked pleading with my eyes for you to not do this, my mouth should be saved for your cock, any time you want. "Well you should, you were just begging to suck cock, offer to suck his cock for him." I hesitated for just a second, when you grabbed the back of my hair, in a big handful and pulled so I was looking up at you, only one more word came out of your mouth, "NOW." "Yes Sir. Dave, May I suck your cock for you to thank you for your help today." "The two of you can come in the back with me." The three of us walked into the back room. You didn't have to tell me to kneel; I went right to the floor, hoping this wasn't going to take long. When Dave first put the head of his cock in my mouth, my tongue started working, as well as my internal suction. I was sucking his cock hard trying to get him to cum. It seemed like it took me forever to get him to cum, but it really only took about 5 minutes. When he was finished and I had swallowed, knowing full well that spitting it out was not an option. When you tried to pay the man cash for the piercing my nipples, he wouldn't take any money, he smiled and said "I paid the bill just fine. Anytime I can be of service don't hesitate to stop by." While walking back to the car, you put your arm around my shoulder, pulled me in close and said "I am very proud of you. Once we hit the highway, I will give you your toy to play with, "you say reaching toward your groin. I take a deep breath and lean into you a little more. The on ramp to the highway was a little congested with traffic, but we managed to get into the main flow of traffic, when I saw you unbuckle your belt. "Here you go, come chew on your bone and be good puppy." I leaned over in the seat and did exactly what I was told. I got a little too greedy though and began to suck your cock, like I was trying to get you off. You stopped me. "I didn't say suck on your lollipop, I said chew on your bone." For the next hour I did just that, licked and chewed on your cock shaft. You pulled into a rest stop and said "Now you can suck it." Suck it is just what I did, until you came down my throat.   When you came, you grabbed the back of my head and made sure I took it all the way down my throat, you held my head there, told me to look up at you and then said "Don't you spill any, or I will punish your nipples tonight." I felt the warm fluid running down the back of my throat I tried gulping the fluid, but that was difficult with your cock as a tongue depressor. You held me there; making sure I swallowed every last drop of your piss. My pussy was dripping wet and when you were finished, you put your hand between my legs. "You are a dirty little bitch, all wet and in heat like that. You really want to cum don't you." I nodded my head as best I could. "Sorry, not yet, but I have something special for you to try. But first I bet my puppy for the day has to go out." You attached the leash to my collar and made me crawl outside to the grassy area. "You better hurry up; we are on a time schedule." I looked up at you and quietly asked if you were serious. Very loudly you said "You are being punished for bad behavior yesterday. You made a horrible mess. I can't bring myself to treat you like a child, so you must have been behaving like a puppy. Hurry the fuck up, because if you piss in my car, you will have canned dog food for supper in addition to the rest of your 'Doggy Day'." When I finally relaxed enough to pee, you embarrassed me further by making me bounce my pussy to shake off. We got back to the car and you tied my wrists together in front of me. Had me bring my knees up so my feet were on the seat. My tied arms were brought around my legs and tied to my ankles. You made me close my eyes, and put something small into my pussy. You covered me over with a blanket and said "Don't you dare cum without my permission." As you were saying those words, my pussy started to vibrate ever so slightly. I was mesmerized by the incredible feeling in my pussy and didn't answer you. You grabbed my collar and pulled my face close to yours and said "Don't you think you should have acknowledged you heard me?" "Yes, Sir. I am sorry. I will not cum without your permission." "We'll see. You better not is all I can say." "Yes Sir." You closed my door and walked around the other side climbed in. We drove for a little while making small talk, and then the vibrations increased. I tried to take my mind off what was happening inside my pussy, but I couldn't. My pussy walls started grabbing what was inside and I really wanted to cum. For some reason though, you were speeding. When the officer came into traffic behind us and turned his lights on you said very few words..."Pretend you are sleeping." The vibrations increased, I would swear you turned it up on high. I let my head fall off to the side like I was asleep. It was very difficult to pretend I was asleep while the officer read you the riot act for speeding. He ended up letting you go with a warning. When you drove off, I finally couldn't take anymore and whined "Please." Your reply was a very sharp "NO" and the vibration stopped completely. My breathing suddenly became short quick breaths; I hadn't realized I had been holding my breath most of the time the cop was there. I got control of my breath again, only to have the faint vibration start all over again. For the next hour, 3 different times I whined "Please" and was refused. By now I was dripping with sweat and my pussy had women pre cum dripping out of it I was damn near exhausted and it wasn't even time for lunch yet. When we finally did stop for lunch, it was McDonalds Drive Thru and you fed me small bits of a plain hamburger, like you would a puppy. When you stopped someplace where I could crawl around, you pulled over far enough so not many people would see. You untied me and I got on all 4's and first you took me for a little walk and said "You know what you have to do." I relaxed enough to be able to pee, and remembered to wiggle my ass to drip dry. When we got back to the vehicle you said two simple words that made me simply open my mouth and wait. "My turn." You place your cock in my mouth and let me suck the piss out this time. You held my head and moaned a couple of times. I really wanted to suck your cock enough to make you cum, but you wouldn't let me. You made me climb back in the car and just tied my hands behind me. You covered me over and said that I should take a nap; you were only going to be able to drive another 4 or 5 hours. Then out of nowhere you patted me on the head and said hopefully they allow pets. Every now and then while you were driving for the next few hours, you would play with the vibration button, just enough to keep me excited, but not enough to orgasm. I could tell your back was starting to get sore, so I asked "How much longer till we get to a room?" You didn't take it as concern for you; however, you thought I was pushing to be able to cum. "When I say we are there." You turned the vibration up on high again. This was absolutely driving me crazy. I couldn't wait to cum. I even thought about trying to hide one, but I knew that I would never get away with it; you have seen me cum by your hand and fingers too many times for me to hide it. When we finally stopped at a motel, you went inside, and left the vibrator on full speed. I fought it and fought it, tried thinking of something else, to no avail, because my mind kept coming back to the sensations in my pussy and ass. When you came back out to the vehicle you shut the vibrator off and, you reached your fingers down and rubbed them against my clit even through my panties you could feel how wet I was. "You didn't cum did you?" My head started to shake and I spoke "No Sir, I wish I could, but I haven't." You smiled at me and told me I was a good girl. Happily Kidnapped Ch. 04 Once we were inside, you made me lay down on the floor at the foot of the bed. You spread my legs and tied one to each leg of the bed. You kneeled straddling my face, placed the head of your cock up against my mouth, my mouth opened to take you inside. You pulled it away. "Why are you here?" "Because I can't stand to be without you." "What if I said I changed my mind and I wanted you to leave?" "I don't know what I would do." I answered very quietly almost tearing up. "I want you to stay, but under my terms. I will give you till we reach our destination, but once we get there, you become my, whatever I want you to be when I want it." "Yes, Sir. I understand." "I am not so sure you do...we will see as we get going. I was thinking about pizza for supper what do you think." "What ever you would like is fine with me." Pizza really was the last thing I wanted, but he wanted pizza they would have pizza. You called a place that delivers and you ordered pizza and some sodas, with some sort of breadsticks. You moved around the room straightening up and said "You will be the one doing the housework and you're going to do a fuck of a lot better job than you have in the past, or your pussy is going to be one sore piece of swollen flesh, and your ass will more likely than not be sore from all the fucking it will get." "Yes Sir." "I will be making you a list of things you will be responsible for while I am working. Every morning you will wake me up by sucking my cock, that one starts tomorrow." "Yes Sir, I will do what you say." "When I say it!" "Yes Sir." "Good. I am going to untie you and you are going to remain on all 4's until the pizza gets here, when we eat, you can sit at the table with me." "When the pizza gets here, you may crawl to the door and open it." My eyes get large and you smile and say "You will crawl to the door." "Yes Sir, I will." Just then the vibrations began again only right on high, you went to the bathroom and when the pizza got there, you made me crawl naked with a plug in my ass and a vibrating pussy to open the door. He was invited in to set the pizza on the table, you paid him and while comtemplating the tip, you smiled at me hesitated and then pulled cash out and tipped him, I closed the door behind him. "You may crawl here to the table." Which I did eagerly. When I sat in the chair, you let the vibrating stop. We ate the pizza and breadsticks and while we were eating, you looked over at me and said "When we are done, we are going to go shopping; no actually you are going to shopping while I wait in the car." I smiled and agreed. When we got to the store, you handed me money and said "Go get 4 outfits, you know what I expect for clothing, you may also get 1 thing to wear at night, like a sexy nightgown or negligee. Hurry up too, I don't' want to wait all night. I hurried into the store picking up items along the way. I walked past this pair of blue jeans, they were on sale, and I couldn't resist picking them up and putting them in the cart. When I had picked out all of my items, I went to the register to cash out. I got back to the car and we drove back to the room. You took the bag of clothes and headed up in front of me. I followed you to the room. You dumped the clothes out of the bag. When the jeans came out of the bottom, you eyes changed completely. "Were these on your list?" Looking down, "No sir they were not, but they were on sale." "I don't give a fuck if they were free, they were not on list." You threw the jeans at me and told me to put them on. I was not moving fast enough though, you walked up to me and grabbed a handful of my hair and said "Pick up the pace, or you go back to being my puppy, on a more permanent basis." "Yes sir." When I came out of the bathroom you looked angry, yet amused. "They look nice on you." Shaking your head, you walk over to me, grab a belt loop in the back, as you are lifting up on the jeans, you smile. "I don't think they show off your ass enough." You performed something similar in the front, making sure my pussy and ass were full of my jeans. "Now you can bend over and grab your ankles. As soon as I had my hands around my ankles you tied them there. You picked me up and moved me so I was leaning with my back against the wall, in a corner, ass sticking up and out. Every time you would walk near me, you would slap my ass. After a while, you started to watch TV, and you left me standing there in that corner, through an entire show. When it was over you came over to me, slapped my ass hard on each side, you untied my hands and told me to get on the bed on all 4's. I moved as quickly as I could. My jeans were so tight in some places they were starting to hurt a little, but I silently resolved myself to just take it, I am the one that bought the jeans, I was the one who should be punished. You began to slap my ass again, hard, hard enough to make me wince and squeeze my hands together. Then you spoke. "Up until now, you have like getting your ass spanked. I am going to make sure tonight you get spanked enough so you won't enjoy it. Tonight, crying will only make things worse. Do you understand me?" "Yes Sir I understand." For the next 15 minutes or so, you spanked my ass alternating sides hard enough so I did start to cry part way through, and you kept your promise after I cried you spanked harder. "Now get those fucking jeans off, so I can start to spank your ass for real." My eyes got big, but I moved as quickly as I could taking off the jeans and getting myself back into position on the bed. Again you slap my ass, each one feels like a hot iron touching my skin. When you are finished, my entire ass, and part way down my thighs are bright red, hot to touch and very sore. You pull the plug out of my ass, and with no warning, you slammed your cock up my ass, and fucked me, holding handfuls of my ass cheeks squeezing them hard, making sure all the pain in my ass cheeks is felt. I am close to cumming and begin to beg you to please let me cum. When you cum deep in my ass, you grabbed my throat and said "Cum now for me bitch." And cum I did. When you and I had both caught our breath, you smiled and said "In the morning you get to go through this all over again. Then you can decide if you want to keep the jeans or toss them in the trash. You better wake me up properly too." You got up and went to the shower; I laid there running my fingers and hands all over my hot ass, thinking to myself, "Again tomorrow, I won't be able to sit if I go through this again, in the morning. The next morning, I woke up lying next to you, with my arm around you. I slowly slid my way down to your cock. I opened my mouth slowly and took the head of it in. You were more awake than I thought and you slowly slid your hand to the back of my head and held me there. I looked up into your eyes and you smiled, "What's the first thing a man has to do when he wakes up?" My eyes cast downward, accepting what you were talking about. As the fluid starts to enter my mouth, there is a lot of pressure behind it, almost making me choke, you held my head still, though. I missed some, with all the pressure behind it. You didn't look impressed with me but you said nothing. When you were finished you let go of my head and allowed me to suck on your cock, lick and play with your balls until you came down my throat. "When you get out of the shower, you can put your jeans back on." you said after laying there a minute or two. My eyes got big and I looked over toward you, hoping maybe you were kidding, as sore as my ass is right now, I was hoping you were. "No slut, I wasn't kidding last night, you will have a repeat of exactly what happened last night. From now on, you will understand to follow my orders or get punished, and now having your ass spanked is truly a punishment...hurry up or I'll have you bent over in the corner for an hour instead of just 1/2." I all but ran into the shower. When I came out, my ass felt a little better but, I knew that was going to be short lived. I got dried off and walked out into the bedroom area. When I grabbed the jeans and put them on, you did exactly what you had done the night before, pulling jeans up tight into my ass crack and pussy. Standing me in the corner with my hands grabbing my ankles. Beating my ass until I cried, and then some more because I cried. When the jeans came off this time, I tossed them straight toward the trash can. As you continued to slap my ass, my pussy was getting sticky wet. MY ass hurt like hell, but it was a good hurt, my pussy was dripping and I was hoping to get fucked. It was almost like you could read my mind...when you thought my ass was red and hot enough, or should I say sufficiently bruised you stopped and said "Turn around and suck my cock, and be quick about it. We have to get going." I worked at sucking your cock and trying to make you cum, after just cumming, not too long ago. When you were ready to cum though, you pulled out of my mouth and pointed it at my chest and squirted your cum all over my tits. "Rub that in, so everyone you talk to today will know what a slut you are." When I had rubbed it all in, you handed me an outfit from the bag to put on. You picked up the jeans, and said "Are you sure you don't want these?" "Yes Sir I am sure I don't. Thank you." You decided to keep them anyway, just in case I needed an attitude adjustment. While climbing into the car, my ass didn't really want to be sat on, and I was trying to gingerly set myself on the seat. You saw what I was doing, and you simply said "Sit your ass down, or we can go back inside and warm it up some more." I sat my ass down in the seat and could feel every place your hand had touched last night and this morning. My ass felt like it was on fire, but my pussy was still dripping wet. At one point, I quietly said "I have to pee." "I am going to stop in a little while. Speaking of which...this morning, you missed some and made a mess on the bed. What are we going to do, to make sure when there is a bed that we have to sleep in, that it stays dry? Your morning routine isn't going to change." "I will just have to try harder to make sure I don't miss any." "What if you do miss?" "I will be punished?" "Yes you will. Severely if I have to sleep in a wet bed cause you didn't do your job." A few minutes later I said again "I really have to pee." You looked annoyed and said "Can it wait 5 miles, or does the puppy need to go right now?" Taking a deep breath, knowing what that meant, I look up at you, and say, "I will try to wait." We drove 2 or 3 miles and my foot started to wiggle and then I couldn't sit still in my seat. I really had to go. "What's the matter, ass not sore enough?" you asked with a shit eating grin. "Oh no, Sir, it is very sore, I just have to pee." When we finally get to a rest area, I ran to the bathroom, hoping to make it. I did make it barely. I got back to the car and you made me go back inside and talk to the person at the counter, to ask where the closest place was to sit and eat. You reached up and unbuttoned two buttons on my shirt and smiled saying, "Maybe he'll smell what a slut you are." My face was as red as my ass, when I came back out, sure that he had smelled the cum on my chest. When I climb back into the car, again I try to gingerly place my butt in the seat and again I am reminded. "sit now...or I can make it worse." After I sat down, you reached over and put your arm around me, pulling me closer to you, kissed me on the forehead and said "Are you hungry?" I hadn't realized that I was, until that moment and it was as though my stomach heard you, it growled very loudly after you asked the question. You laughed and said we would stop where the man behind the counter suggested. Later that evening, when we stop for the night, you and I are walking into the room, when you say to me, "Clothes off, I want to see how bruised your ass is." I stopped in my tracks and began to remove my clothes. Once they were all off, I turned around and bent over so you could see my ass. You walked up to me, looked at my ass and said "That's too bad; we have to catch one side up to the other. They are not equal." You immediately slap the side of my ass that is lacking, hard and fast until I cried, "Are you crying again? Now you get more of them. I will break you of this bursting into tears. Get over to the edge of the bed and bend over." I did what was asked, still crying a little. Out of the duffel bag came a small leather paddle and you paddled my ass, both cheeks until I stopped crying. "Had enough?" You asked calmly. "Yes Sir." You reached between my legs to my pussy and can feel how wet I am. "You are a little pain slut, lift up your ass, so I can fuck your cunt." My ass was up in the air, and you were sliding your cock into my pussy, squeezing and pinching my ass with each stroke. Each time, though that I would get close to cumming you would say"Your not cumming until I do." A little while goes by and you pull out. You walked to the other side of the bed and lay down, and said "Come here, sit on top of me." Thinking back I could never remember a time when I was allowed to sit on you, it an unbelievable feeling as I climbed on top of your cock and sat down on it. You grabbed my hips and power fucked me, you reached back and pulled my ass cheeks apart and squeezed them hard. All of the nerve endings in my ass were on fire and each touch of your hand sent a whole new sensation to my pussy. When you were ready to cum, you looked up at me and said "Cum for me, right now." I did at the same time you did. My pussy came so hard, I leaked all over your cock and balls. We laid there, me on top of you for a minute or two. You were still holding my hips, but I felt this little pinch every now and then. When I looked up at you, you had an odd smile on your face. "Get up a minute and go over by the closet door." I got up and stood by the door. Looking over at the bed I realized I had made a mess on the bed. I looked up at you and said "I guess I was a slob again. I am sorry about the bed." You walked over to the door and opened it. "There is a difference between lying in our cum, and lying in my own piss. Stand in here facing out and grab the bar." I did what you asked and you tied my hands there, you smiled and brought out a bag of clothespins. "Remember all the talk about being fat?" "Yes Sir." "Well you are not fat, but there are some places that you could tone up a bit, so they aren't flabby and they are muscle. So..." with a kinky smile, "...I am going to show you where." You take one clothespin at a time and take little pieces of flabby skin near my hips and across my stomach. Before long you have used the entire bag of clothespins on my stomach and hips. You smile, say "I will be right back" and you close the door, leaving me tied holding the closet bar with clothespins all over me and my ass on fire. When you finally arrive back, the spots where the clothespins are have gone past the point of hurting they are now numb. You begin to slowly remove each clothespin. Each time, I want to cry out, yell, scream...but I didn't. Somehow I held it in through the entire process. When you were finished, you grabbed my hips and slipped your cock in to my pussy and fucked me like there was no tomorrow. You untied my hands and we collapsed on the bed for an hour or so. When we woke up, you asked me if I could behave myself if you took me to a restaurant. I smiled and said "Of course" We got showered and dressed and went to this restaurant...the bar was separate. Once we got sat down, I smiled and said "I am going to get you a drink, I will be right back." You watched me through the glass, and not too long after I brought you a drink. What you didn't know was that I convinced the bartender that whenever a drink order comes from our table to make it a double. Needless to say, you got a little drunk than you had anticipated. Actually drunk enough so I wouldn't let you drive. You started to argue with me, but I looked at you and sternly said "I haven't argued with you about one thing over the last few days, dammit you are not going to drive." We walked back to the hotel. Once inside, you collapsed on the bed and were out cold. When I woke up the next morning there was a note on the bedside table. It said "I am sorry this happened, but you know as well as I do that this will never work." As I realized I was all alone, and would never see you again, I slowly got up, dressed and walked across the busy street. I was hoping someone would hit me as I carelessly crossed the road. Once I reached the other side, I walked the ¼ mile to the overpass. I stood up on top of the side rails, waited for the biggest truck to come by and jumped over the edge, with tears in my eyes and the jeans I wasn't supposed to buy. The last words I spoke were simply your name and the words I love you.