Captured

JW could smell her excitement as his slave sucked his cock. He could feel her playing with herself using her free hand while the other hand wrapped around his meat stick, stroking him slowly as she pleasured him.

The memory of the night before flooded his mind as Barbara's nose pressed against his stomach, his entire shaft in her throat, causing her to gag slightly.

An idea flared in his mind and he pulled her off his cock and laid her flat on the bed, crawling between her legs. His eyes held hers captive as he filled her steaming cunt with his cock. Once buried in her he leaned forward and whispered, "Don't cum until I tell you to Sweetie. You can do that can't you?"

Her moan was all the answer he needed as he began to fuck her slowly and firmly. Placing his hands on each side of her neck, he held himself up over her. Placing his thumbs across her throat, he restricted her breathing slightly, and whispered, "Do you trust me Sweetie?" He asked, voice choked with passion.
 
"Don't cum until I tell you to Sweetie. You can do that can't you?"

"Okay, yes Master!"

Barbara lay still as her master moved and positioned himself, thrusting into her pussy, as it sucked him deep.

"Do you trust me Sweetie?


His thumbs pressed on her neck, cutting off her air. Her eyes flew wide, and she looked at him. Did she?? Did she trust him? That much?? She was scared, but she looked at him, and nodded once, and then felt the pressure increase, taking away her ability to breathe!

Barbara hooked her legs behind his back, her eyes staring into his as he rode her.
 
JW knew his eyes beamed with joy and pride when Barbara nodded in response. Her hot, tight pussy flioded with quim as he pressed against her throat a little harder.

It was with a deliberate stroke that JW fucked his slave, relishing each thrust as her pussy palpitated around his cock.

His eyes never left hers, even after her eyes rolled into the back of her skull, pleasure coursing through her. Barbara's breathing was more shallow and faster than normal, an attempt to compensate for the restriction of her throat. A moan that originated deep inside her rattled through them both, and it died off suddenly, lacking the air to keep it going.

Her eyes dilated, her actions more and more subdued, as the pleasure built in them both.

Just before Barbara passed out, JW whispered, "Now Sweetie, cum for your Master," as his cock exploded inside her.
 
His every action, each touch, every stimulation seemed to be much more intense, as Barbara struggled to get enough air into her lungs.

Her body creamed for him, supersensitive, trembling and quivering as he fucked with with precision, his cock head grazing her g spot with each and every thrust.

"Now Sweetie, cum for your Master,"

He eased his grip on her throat, and she threw back her head, arching her back sharply, as her body erupted!! Her orgasmic scream echoed off the walls as she imploded, shock wave after shock wave pulsating through her eminating from her very core, as his hot cum sprayed her cervix in strong pulses!!

Finally, she slumped, her eyes rolled back in her head, as darkness claimed her, dragging her into unconsciousness.
 
JW looked down at Barbara as her eyes rolled back into her head, dilated from the lack of oxegyn, and passed out. He waited a moment or two making sure that she was still breathing before pulling his semi flaccid cock from her and heading downstairs.

While a pot of strong coffee perculated, JW dressed and considered his slave, her willing submission, as it was, and her prediliction for sex, especially breath play. He could not remember ever having one pass out on him before, but then agaim, he couldn't remember one cumming that hard before either.

She was special and he knew it. He also knew that in time he would need to have her give herself to him, to willingly submit to him. Giving him everything with out reservation.

He figured it was time to test her boundaries some as he heard her stirring above. "Come get some coffee, Sweetie," he called out.

Pouring himself a cup, her poured a bowl for her and set it on the floor between his feet.
 
"Come get some coffee, Sweetie"

Ummmm, Coffee!!

Barbara moaned and stretched, gingerly getting out of bed. Her thighs were quickly soaked with a combination of her fluids mixed with his cum, so she went quickly to the bathroom, where she washed her pussy thoroughly and went down stairs, reaching the bottom, before she remembered she was supposed to be on her hands and knees.

Crawling, she made her way into the kitchen, waggling her ass, and grinning at him. She saw that her coffee had been poured into a dish on the floor, and she began to lap at it, finally rolling her tongue, and sucking the coffee through her tongue. She reddened, humiliated by drinking from a dish on the floor.

She looked up, coffee dripping from her chin, and she reached for a towel to wipe the drips away.

"Nice coffee! I needed that Master!!"
 
"Had you come down in a timely manner, it would have even been hot coffee," JW replied.

He walked around her once inspecting her. "I see you cleaned up first. Why?"
 
Suddenly her confidence vanished, as her master circled her.

"Sorry master! I... I cleaned up. I... I needed to use the bathroom, and I just wiped my pussy clean of your seed. I thought it might drip out of me, and ruin the floor!!"

She lowered her head.

"I am sorry Master, I didn't mean to displease you! How can I make it right? I want to prove myself to you, to show you my devotion to you!"

She leaned down, and began to kiss his feet, hoping to make up for her wrong doing.
 
"You will be able to atone in time Sweetie," JW said. The sight of Barbara on her elbows and knees worshipping his feet while her tits were crushed against the floor made his cock spring to life.

He looked down at the back of her head and instructed, "Your master's commands are paramount, Sweetie. If I ask you to do something, nothing else matters, understand?"
 
Barbara was glad that she was to be given the opportunity to make it right, she hated when she disappointed him, particularly when it resulted in some awful punishment for her!!

"You will be able to atone in time Sweetie,"


While she kissed his feet, she could feel his hot stare on her back, but she wasn't sure if it was fuelled by lust or anger, and she daren't look up to check.

"Your master's commands are paramount, Sweetie. If I ask you to do something, nothing else matters, understand?"

She lifted her head, still not looking up.

"I understand Master!! Please tell me what I can do to make it right! I hate when you are disappointed in me!! I hate when I let you down!"
 
JW replied, "For the moment make me breakfast while I go down the hill for a bit. I will br back in 30 minutes or so."

JW turned and left the house by the back door heading towarc one of the sheds. There, he unlocked the garage door and rolled a dirt bike out. Firing up the bike, he headed down the driveway.
 
Relieved, she was eager to do his bidding, and Barbara hurried to commence breakfast. She looked around, and decided that she would try her hand at making some blueberry pancakes.

Carefully she measured out flour, sugar, baking powder, eggs, milk and melted butter, in the correct quantities, and mixed it all together, until the consistency looked right. Then she tossed in the blueberries, and mixed them in with a spoon.

She heated up the lightly oiled pan, and carefully ladled in what was to be the first of my pancakes. Half an hour later, there was a nice stack of pancakes, and the kitchen wasn't too messy after her efforts. She made some fresh coffee and waited on her master's return.

Having the place to herself, the idea did occur , to make a run for it, but she decided not to, uncertain of being able to make a clean getaway, and, truth be told, uncertain if she wanted to leave at all. Still, she was curious about her master, and she looked through a few drawers, hoping to find if nothing else, his real name!
 
At the bottom of the hill JW checked the mail. Giving the gate a tug, he was assured it was secure and then checked a few of the traps and then headed back up the hill to the house.

Stepping into the kitchen he could smell the pancakes and coffee, but no Sweetie. His curiosity piqued, he walked around the house until he found Barbara digging through a drawer.

He cleared his throat, and she looked up at him, the look of a child caught being naughty, and he asked, "What are you doing?"
 
Barbara was engrossed, searching through multiple documents. JW Gould! His name was JW... but what did that stand for?? She was rummaging through a drawer of papers, looking for more information, engrossed in what she was doing, so she didn't hear his return.

"What are you doing?"

She jumped! Startled, she dropped the bundle of letters she was sorting through, her face heated, mortified, and she instantly answered.

"Nothing!! Nothing... I was ...... just looking for .... something!"

She dropped her head, unable to look him in the eye.

"I'm sorry Master! I... was curious.... I wanted to know your name!"
 
JW's face reddened immediately as rage consumed him. His voice tight, he said, "You better fucking kneel you dumbassed cunt."

Barabara dropped like a sack of potatoes to her knees as JW stood trembling with anger.

"Did I not tell you that I would tell you my name when you EARNED IT?!"

He didn't bother waiting for a reply as he stormed over to Barbara and grabbing a fistful of hair. Yanking hard he stomped off, pulling her aling behind him, heading to the basement.

Stopping suddenly, JW changed his mind and pulled her toward the corner of the kitchen.

"Don'tcha fucking move bitch, understand?" JW seethed his face a mere inch from hers, spittle spraying across her skin.

He stood at the back door a moment then hissed, "If you ever call me by anything other than master with out prior permission, you will pay an awful price."
 
"You better fucking kneel you dumbassed cunt."

His fury was a tangible, palpable thing! Barbara didn't consider defying him, not for an instant! Instead she dropped to her knees, crying and begging for forgiveness.

"I'm so sorry master!! Forgive me, please!!!!"

"Did I not tell you that I would tell you my name when you EARNED IT?!"

She cried harder now, knowing how much she had let him down, let herself down! She yelped as he grapped her hair, and began to drag her toward the dreaded basement, as she pleaded for mercy. When he stopped suddenly,she thought perhaps her pleas had been granted.

"Don'tcha fucking move bitch, understand?"

She froze, hardly breathing, terrified, ceasing even her platitudes.

She watched as he stormed out, and she wondered how long he'd be gone, and when he would return, and if he would every forgive her, his parting words ringing in her ears.

"If you ever call me by anything other than master with out prior permission, you will pay an awful price."

Master, master master! She repeated the matra in her head, trying to forget that she had read what she assumed was his name, but perhaps it related to his father, or a cousin. Was this even his place? Or had he simply commandeered it?? She didn't know, and at the present, it was ultimately irrelevant. She waited, praying that he would be merciful, fearing he would not!
 
The back door slammed shut with a clamorous sound as JW stomped outside. He stood in the sun a minute letting the heat sink into him. His mind ran through every scenario, working up a proper punishment.

Then he made his mind up then went back inside preparing his own breakfast. His eyes moved passed Barbara as if she was not there.
 
Barbara's heart was hammering as she heard the door open and close, and she trembled waiting to see what he would do.

She held her breath, waiting........ waiting..... but he just walked on past her, ignoring her. She almost giggled, as relief flooded her. She held her position, remaining where she was, immobile, waiting to see what he would do next. He went and got himself some breakfast, and served it up, and sat down, eating, ignoring her. Gradually, her euphoria faded as she realised that he was ignoring her in a very deliberate way.
 
JW finished his breakfast in silence and washed the dishes silently.

Once done with the dishes, JW went into the living room and pulled the keys for the van out of the drawer they were in. Stepping into the kitchen, he said flatly, "Get in the van, bitch and lie down."
 
"Get in the van, bitch and lie down."

Barbara was dumbstruck!! Was he..... was he getting rid of her?? Dropping her off somewhere?? She wanted to throw herself at his feet, to beg for mercy.... but she didn't. She looked down, feeling her eyes fill with tears, and she climbed into the back of the van, thinking how long ago it had been since she was last in there.... then she lay still, waiting on her master. Quietly, she spoke, not sure if he heard her or not.

"Master, I'm sorry. Please give me another chance! I want to stay with you!"
 
JW climbed into the van behind Barbara and began to secure her to the deck of the van like had done previously. "Why would you want to stay? Why would I want to keep you?" he asked.

Continuing with out waiting on a response, "You did steal the one thing I had to give you, which was me."
 
She had no idea what to say, and her crying grew more and more wracked as the door slid shut, and she felt defeated, utterly useless and defeated.

She waited, and then she heard him climb into the driver's seat, and the sound of the engine turning over before it caught, and purred to life. The van began to drive, bumping over the rough ground, and Barbara's crying became more and more broken, more and more devastated as the drove, and she knew that the cabin was receding behind them.
 
JW drove the van down the hill slowly, making sure to avoid the traps along the way. At the bottom of the hill, JW got out of the van and opened the gate before pulling through.

Before getting out of the van, JW turned and asked, "Last chance, bitch, why should I keep you?"
 
When he stopped for the gate, she knew where she was, and she knew that he wasn't driving around in circles to tease her. He was serious, and she was out of there!! She cried hard.

"Last chance, bitch, why should I keep you?"

"I.... I love you Master! Please keep me!! Train me so I can please you in each and every way!! I want to give myself to you utterly and totally, to be your fucktoy, your plaything. Please please please, give me one more chance! I beg you!! Let me prove to you how very much I want you to own me, all of me, mind, body and soul. Please Master!! I want to prove to you how serious I am. I want to show you that I am yours, not because you keep me here, but because I have given myself to you in every way you desire. Please!!!"
 
JW sat there a moment listening to Barbara and thought maybe, just maybe, she meant it. "Alright," he said. "We'll give it another whirl, and maybe, now that you are here by your choice, you will prove more amendable to learnin' what ya need to learn."

JW got out of the van and closed the gate then got back in and put it into drive. "Don't worry, I need to buy somethin' and I might as well take ya with me."
 
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