Captured

She beamed at his praise. It wasn't just something superficial, it was something that pleased her down deep inside, though when she thought on it she wondered why his praise should matter to her at all?? He had, afterall abducted her, hadn't he??

And yet, he was the man with whom she had the strongest connection, including all her previous boyfriends. They seemed so dumb and immature by comparrison!

She waited for him to release her from the bench, and then she felt the soothing cream being massaged into her ass cheeks, and she moaned with the feel of it, enjoying the aftercare very much.

"Thank you Master, that feels wonderful!! And thank you for.. for making me cum so hard!!"

She blushed as she said it, but knew he liked manners, so her desire to please him overcame her shyness.
 
JW smiled broadly at his captive, for a moment a flash of hope that she may quickly become a permanent fixture in his life fired through him. Could it be possible?

He caressed her ass gently then unshackled her. As soon as she was free, JW wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. "I am so very glad you are here with me."

He held her hand as they left the dungeon and walked upstairs, his palms sweating into hers, or vice versa. He sat on a love seat and patted the seat next to him, waiting for her to sit. Naked, each of them, they sat a moment side by side, her soft lithe body next to his hard lean one. "We have a lot to talk about, you and I, don't we?"
 
She sat next to him, on the little love seat, and cuddled into his shoulder.

It was all so surreal, and she was still struggling to get her head around it.

Had it not been for the manner in which they had met, she would have been very excited, thinking she had met her soul mate, the love of her life, but the circumstances in which he had taken her, stood between them.

She mulled this over and thought of movies she had seen as a kid. Seven Brides for Seven Brothers, they had abducted all their women, and it was a big romantic gesture. Why should this be so different.

She looked at him.

"We do have a lot to talk about, you're right. Why did you abduct me? What did you intend to do with me? And has that intention changed any? I need you to be honest with me Master. I... I think I might be developing feelings for you, and...... and.... and I need to know they are not misplaced."
 
JW sucked in a hurricane worth of air and let it out slowly. "My intention was to find someone, tear her down and re-make her into someone I could, would, desire and love."

He looked at her and placed his hand over hers, a light, gentle touch. "But you seem so very close to that already, that I am amazed."

He stared off into space a moment and then said, "Let's face it, if you weren't arguing with those so called friends, you wouldn't have spared me a second glance. But now, I have your attention."

His voice dropped to a near whisper as he said, "I think I like having your attentions."
 
She leaned into him.

"I like having your attention!"'she said with a grin.

"It's going to take me a bit, to adjust and all that, but I really like you. And you're right, in the normal run of things I wouldn't have given you a second glance, but now that I have, I like what I see!!"

She grinned at him, and leaned in for a kiss.

"so, now that you've got me, what ya gonna do with me??"
 
For a moment JW sat there staring at Barbara his throat tight, emotions that he was unaccustomed to ripping the man that he knew apart, leaving something unfamiliar in its stead.

The gentle kiss the warmth of her voice as she asked, "so, now that you've got me, what ya gonna do with me??" laid him bare. It couldn't be something she was faking could it?

Perhaps, perhaps not. He didn't know.

"Now we get to know each other, I continue showing you how to be pleasing, and how to be the woman that I desire."
 
Barbara smiled. "okay, I can do that, I guess!" she said, and then climbed into his lap, and circled her hands around his neck, before she kissed him.

"you want to train me to be your slave? Care to tell me about it?" she asked as she ran her fingers over him, learning every curve and contour.

She looked up at him. "Look, for me, this................ this might well be the real thing, if you know what I mean, and I need to know where you stand. Am I reading it correct, when I say that you think we have a chance, a fair one at that."
 
JW sat there with the petite woman on his lap, her naked breasts pressed against his chest, her warm pussy resting against his semi flaccid, and growing, cock. His throat so tight he couldn't grunt out his shock at her acceptance of the situation, her willingness to give it a try.

He couldn't process it, couldn't believe it. "Wh- Why? What I mean, I would have thought you would be furious that I kidnapped you. But..?" His voice trailed off, his incredulity at the situation showing, while his eyes brimmed with hope.
 
I am furious that you kidnapped me! But, and this may sound silly, I'm kinda a romantic, and well, in olden days it was common enough for men to abduct their women, and well, I guess what I'm saying is maybe I can forgive it!

On the other hand, I have had better, more fulfilling sex with you than I have ever had. Your contol of me excites me no end, it's something that's totally new to me, and it fulfills me! I think you're hot!!"

She blushed, and kissed him.

"I'm trying to say, I want to be your slave master!"
 
JW could not believe the power of hope over caution until that moment. As she whispered "I'm trying to say, I want to be your slave master!" into his mouth around her kiss, JW's cock hardened instantly, pressing against her mons as the head dug into his stomach. His hands reached around and spread her ass cheeks wide, while his tongue delved into her mouth.

He lifted Barbara up, her slight weight almost nothing in his arms, sliding her along his clock until the head popped into position beneath her, then he lowered her slowly, impaling her with his wooden member.

A sigh escaped his lips as she fully settled onto his lap, her tight pussy engulfing him.
 
Barbara rocked on him, enjoying the feeling as he impaled her.

"Oh Master, that is so good, exactly what I need!!"

She moved on him, stimulating her clit, pumping her pussy, clenching her muscels rhythmically on him, as she worked them both to the pinacle of arousal, happy and excited by this new development.

She hoped to fully explore her new found passions, her Master teaching her how to serve him, how to fulfill them both.
 
JW took the free end of Barbara's leash in one hand and then snatched up her hands in his other hands. He forced them behind her back, and elevated them slightly before tying the leash off to her wrists. As she tugged, the leash tightened constricting her breathing, raising her arms to allow normal breathing quickly created an ache in her shoulders.

She stopped her movements as he tied her, his whisper husky, commanding, "Continue, slave."

Flexing his ass cheeks he thrust his cock up into her as Barbara began sawing back and forth on his lap.
 
Barbara had to lean forward in an attempt to relieve the pressure in her shoulders, but doing so, the leash tightened around her throat, leaving her in a terrible quandry.

Throughout, she bounced frantically on his lap, her tits thrust out as her tied arms forced them forward.

She rode him hard, doing as she was told, loving his domination of her, her pussy squeezing him, as she tried to maintain her balance.

"Oh master, this is so good!" she moaned, as her own dark pleasure grew, and she knew that her orgasm was closing in.

"May I cum for you Master, please?" she asked.
 
Barbara's pussy got wetter and wetter as she flailed her body against his uncontrollably. Her arms rose and fell the rope tightening and loosening around her neck.

His hips fired up and into her, driving his cock as hard as he could with the poor angle. "May I cum for you Master, please?" she wantonly whispered.

"No" he said.

Wrapping his hands around her narrow waist, JW picked the slight woman up and placed her face down on the love seat. JW pressed her legs together and then placed his knees outside hers as he lined his cock up again. Pressing her hands down slightly, JW tightened the rope around her neck as he slid his cock home and began pounding into her pussy harder and faster.
 
Barbara was a little bit scared now, but a lot excited.

In this ne position, he felt so much bigger, and she seemed to be tighter, and she moaned and whimpered as he fucked her so hard.

As he moved her hands, the leash tightened, and choked her, and when she came, she came harder than anything she had ever experienced, or even dreamed of.

"Oh Master, yes!yes! Yyyyyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeesssss!"

Her Master continued to ride her, right through her orgasm, dragging it out, making it go on and on for an incredible about of time, and she thought she might faint, but still he continued on, and eventually, her orgasm faded, pulsating waves of sensation built rapidly again, and she was looking at another climax only a few minutes after her first.
 
JW had lost himself into flailing his cock into Barbara and almost forgot that he had denied her permission to cum, yet cum she did. He continued slamming into her, right through her orgasm, passed the point where it ended, and continued right until she was about to cum again, and then pulled out just before the pleasure overtook her.

With a wet plop his cock cleared her opening, her quim shooting out covering his legs. His hand slapped down onto her ass with a loud crack. "I told you no, greedy little thing."

Freeing her hands, JW grabbed the rope and began to walk toward the basement.
 
"I told you no, greedy little thing."

Only when her Master spoke, did Barbara realise that she had not had his permission to cum. It was something so new to her, she hadn't realised, and she had forgotten, and she had managed to cum twice, and powerfully on each occasion.

She was still grinning though, still enjoying all the little after shocks of her climax as he led her by the leash toward the basement, and down the stiars.

She wondered if he was going to strap her down on the bench again, or if he had something else in mind!
 
JW took the stairs two at a time going into the basement. Instead of heading into the middle room, the pulled her into the right hand room which had a twin sized mattress on a bed bolted to the floor. A pair of handcuffs were attached to the tune frame at each end.

JW placed her on the bed then cuffed her wrists to the bed. He brushed his hand along her cunt and whispered, "I'll be right back."

JW went back into the main part of the basement and pulled out several lengths of rope. Walking over to Barbara, JW tied her left leg where the back of her calf pressed against the back of her thigh, and then repeated the process for the right leg.

Taking the lead from each rope, JW tied them off on the head frame of the bed next to the outer posts. The resulting position had her legs spread wide much like chicken legs on a raw chicken.

Tugging on the ropes, JW nodded in satisfaction and then left the room, saying, "I'll be back in a moment."
 
Barbara wondered what to expect, and she was still wondering as Master handcuffed her to the bed.

He left her alone for a little bit, and she was pleased to note that the bed was comfortable. He returned, and was carrying a coil of rope.

She looked warily from the rope to him, and back to the rope once more, but she remained still as he coiled the rope around her ankle. She was thinking he was overdoing it a little, as he went round and around, not tightly, but enough that she felt restrained.

Barbara's heart sank when he bent her leg back, tying it to her thing, and then to the headboard!! She was spread wide open, and the cool air ran over her wet pussy, chilling it, and stimulating it, simulatneously.

With both legs tied back, and her hands restrained once more, she was tied down, open, and utterly at her Master's mercy.

Time dragged as she waited for his return, seconds feeling like minutes, and minutes like hours, as she waited to see what he intended to do to her.
 
JW came back into the bedroom carrying a riding crop and a vibrator. His cock, still hard, bobbed up and down as he walked toward her. Standing to her side, he gently patted her inner thighs with the riding crop, warming the skin, bringing it to a bright pink.

Once the shade he was happy with, JW began working his way up her stomach with the same gentle pat over and over at a spot, brightening it to pink, then moving up some more.

"We are going to work on your control, bitch. I know you want to obey me, so we have to teach you how to."

Straddling the bed, JW sat down between her spread legs, close enough that he pressed the head of his cock against her anus. Pussy juices streamed down her body along the crack of her ass, pooling in her back door.

One hand held his cock head against her starry hole while the other picked up the vibrator after putting the riding crop on her stomach. Turning the vibe on JW held it between her honey pot and clit, the vibrations soaking into her through both spots. As she began to squirm, JW turned it off and pressed the head of his cock into her anus until he felt her sphincter tighten around it.
 
"We are going to work on your control, bitch. I know you want to obey me, so we have to teach you how to."

Barbara gasped at his words, and wriggled about a bit, although she was firmly tied, and she could not get free. The crop did not deliver the sharp pain she had anticipated, as he did little more than pat her, warming her skin.

The vibe on the other hand, was much harder to cope with, its shock waves throbbing through her soaking wet pussy. She could feel his thick cock pressing against her ass, and at times, he pressed hard, pressing against her anal ring, stretching her, as the vibe tormented and aroused her.

"Master Please! Please" she moaned, pleading, although whether she was pleading for him to stop, or to continue, she couldn't say.
 
"Master Please! Please" she was begging him, begging for her release or his cock or what ever.

Regardless the answer was the same, "Don't worry baby, I will," he whispered.

Scooting his hips forward slight when she tensed up, raising her hips, he was positioned perfectly as she came back down, his cock filling her ass. As he began filling her, Barbara raised herself up again, holding as long as she could then lowered herself back onto his cock. For long minutes, Barbara fucked his cock with her ass until she finally rested against him, his cock filling her completely.

JW picked up the riding crop and began slapping her tits gently with it while the vibrator buzzed along between her clit and pussy."You will not cum until I give you permission, do you understand me?"
 
Barbara cried out as Master's cock pressed against her asshole, knowing what was coming, knowing she could neither escape nor avoid it, and she rocked her body, lifting away, but she couldnt hold the position for long, and soon came down, and in doing so, slowly impaled herself further on his hard, and well positioned cock.

She whimpered, feeling the stretch, the burn, as he pressed deeper and deeper, stretching her more and more, the pain pretty intense, but there was something more, there was a dark pleasure, a feeling of being totally, and utterly possessed, as he became embedded in her to the hilt.

He held the vibe to her pussy, stimulating her clit, the waves throbbing through her, and then the crop, playing over her tits, stinging her, but not hurting her overly.

She began a beast of sensation, everything making her throb, in differnt ways, and being told she couldn't cum, well that just made it all the more intense.

Her muscles were clenching on him, over and over, rhythmically, as her body's enjoyment grew.

"Oh master! Master!" she breathed, unable to manage any more.
 
JW gently swatted her tits with the crop while rubbing the vibrator against her. Closer and closer he drove her toward an orgasm, only to completely stop as she got to the point that it would overwhelm her.

As she came down, he flexed his ass muscles driving his cock into her ass hole, sending a shudder through her body. JW didn't allow her breathing to get anywhere near normal again before starting over, crop against areola left and right, vibrator nestled in the space between her clit and pussy.
 
Every hard thrust of his cock split her ass wide open, and made her burn and throb. Together with the stimulation from the vibe, and the crop swatting her tits, Barbara found herself driven toward the edge quickly, time and time and time again, but she was never allowed to cascade over the abyss.

Soon, she was writhing on the bed, or at least as much as her restraints permitted, begging her Master to allow her to cum. Her clit was so swollen, it felt as though it would burst, and she throbbed with an intense desire, but she was stopped, each and every occasion she neared a climax.

She struggled, sheened with sweat, near mindless with desire.

"Please Master, please let me cum!! I'll never cum again without your permission, I promise!! Please, I need to cum so bad!"
 
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