He came back today. Just by the walk he walked, the way he talked and the way he looked…I knew I was in for one hell of an evening. I’ve been scared a lot by him, since he’s had me here. But the feeling I was getting today, it felt like it was the last bit of my hope being sucked out of my soul. The lights were still off and all you could see what the lights from up the stairs. I laid there and pretended to be a sleep. Held my breath and prayed he’d change his mind, to just walk away. In a swift movement I was being snatched out of the bed, slung against the wall. He hit me in my mouth and all I could taste was blood. I fell to my knees trying not to give him the satisfaction he wanted and craved. I tried to hold in my whimpers as he kicked me, in the stomach and legs. With each blow my head would hit the wall behind me. All I hear is my chain rattling. My head getting heavy, I shout out, “Please… Please stop..” No response just heavy breathing. He grabbed me by my hair and stood me up. Tied my hands above me and unchained my ankles. Placing my legs in locks drilled into the wall, I was spread eagle standing up. “You’ve been extra naughty today Monetta.” He says with an evil grin on his face. I know I haven’t been bad; I’ve been extra good and done all he’s asked but he’s in one of those moods. Nothing I say will change anything only makes it worse. He goes to the closet and pulls out his favorite whip. That horrifying look is still on his face as he makes his way back to me. He starts whipping my across my small tits; five times, ten and finally twenty. My throat is dry and hurting from my yelling.
By now I can’t stop the tears. He’s laughing at my pain unlocks and unties me and drags me to the bed by my hair. He throws me on the bed and informs me that I am to legs up and apart while he continues my punishment. If I do not listen and be a good girl he will make me regret it. I always do as I am told. Whip!! One lash and I’m screaming! “Please no, I can’t take it! That hurts too bad!!.” I yell, with my legs still spread open. With anger in his voice he tells me, “You hold your legs open so I can see that cunt. You will count even lash. You will thank me and you will beg me for more, beg for it harder!!!.” Barely a whisper, “Yes sir.” WHIP!! Another lash. The pain, it hurts so bad. “Two, thank you sir, please whip me harder!” Whip! Whip! Whip! I feel like I am going in and out. I’m trying my hardest to keep my legs open so he has access to my cunt. My legs are shaking. I feel like I can’t take it anymore. I just wish he’d stop. WHIP! WHIP! I can’t take it anymore. It hurts too bad.
I just need to close my legs. Hide my aching pussy. My legs close and sit up, crying. I can feel the air tense. His anger growing, “What were the rules? What did I tell you, you stupid slut? You don’t want to listen. Now you will pay for not listening to me.” He shouts at me. He climbs on the bed and shoves me down flat. He’s holding me down by my shoulders as he spreading my legs to get between them. I try to put up as much of a fight as I can, but I know its pointless, useless, he always gets his way. Next thing I know he’s shoving his hard, thick fuckrod deep inside my sore, swollen bruised cunt. Screaming in pain, wishing he’d get off. It hurts so much worse. He has all his body weight on me and I can’t move. I hear his grunting and heavy breaths in my ear. He’s pounding harder and faster. Going deeper. Please, I hope he stops soon. The pain is growing, its burning. I can’t breath… Just make it stop…I’m fading in and out. Pump after pump. Everything goes dark. I wake up to a throbbing cunt and master chaining me back to the bed. As he turns and starts walking to the door I hear him laughing. Tears falling and he say rest up pet. Next time will be so much more fun.
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