Just A Game? (closed for slippedhalo)

Teaghan took a cue from Steve and sat. She took her plate of food and began to eat too. Her eyes on Steve the whole time. She didn't know why but she felt like she needed to study him, everything about him, how he moved, what he liked and disliked...she needed to know as much as possible. She needed to know how to please him ....so she could prolong her life.
 
Steve made it halfway through his meal in silence before stopping and looking up at the girl across from him. He had one simple question for her. It took him a minute to ask it though since she surprised him. She was looking right at him with a strange look on her face. Up until then, whenever she'd looked at him it had been with either fear, anger, or disgust. He was finally able to ask his question. "So, what do you think of my house?"
 
Teaghan hadn't been expecting him to ask her something as benign as that. She looked around as if really seeing the room they sat in for the first time and she shrugged, "It's...nice." she said. In truth it was unremarkable, niether particularly good or bad but big, that was good, considering he made it sound like it would be her whole world for a long time.
 
Her answer was good enough for him. At least she didn't hate it. Not that it mattered whether she liked it or not. He was not about to change anything because of her. She was his slave, not his wife or girlfriend. He turned back to his food and continued eating. Once he finished he waited until she was also done. Then he got up and took the dishes to the kitchen. He started to clean everything and then remembered he had a slave. He called over to her. "Teaghan, come help me clean up." He motioned for her to come over. He did not mind doing dishes and cleaning, but having her help would make things easier and go faster.
 
Teaghan nodded and began to help, soon he had her taing over the washing and the drying. She had to search the cupboards to find where to put everything away but it was an organized enough kitchen that she found everything's place easily enough. Teaghan felt like a robot. Yes, a pleasure robot from some sort of science fiction film. This thought made ehr chuckel to herself as she worked, she hadn't realized she'd chuckled out loud until she saw the expression on Steve's face change. Immediately she began to inwardly panic. What would he make of her reaction to her own musings? Would he think she had laughed at him? She hoped he wouldn't get angry. She was working hard not to vex him.
 
The cleaning was nearly done when Steve heard Teaghan chuckling. He looked at her, not sure what was going on in her mind. He sighed. "I don't know what you find funny, but it is time for you to go back into your room. I have the last match in a tournament in fifteen minutes. I need to be ready. I can't keep an eye on you if I am in the game world. So, lets go. I may be in there later, depending on how the match goes. Sleep if you want, but don't be surprised if I wake you up." He put the last pot away and then led her to her room and once she was inside, closed and locked it. He went to relax for ten minutes to focus on his fight.
 
Teaghan wasn't sure if she was relieved or dissappointed to be back in her room and alone once more. This was all so confusing! Why did she even care what Steve thought?
 
Steve entered the game world and the final match of the tournament started. It was a hard fight and lasted a long time. He was up against someone as good as him. They fought hard, both trying to win the larger prize. If Steve won he would not have to enter another tournament for a while and could focus on training his slave to be perfect for him. This motivation was enough for him to last as long as he did. Finally, his moment came. He was able to do one move as part of a dodge that got him in the perfect position to finish off his opponent. He took it and the match was over. He'd won. He didn't care about the single number increase in his rank. What he was happy about was the money, wired to his bank account. He left the game and sat down, thinking of what to do next. He decided to celebrate by using his slave. He went to Teaghan's room and entered.
 
Teaghan had been reading. She was nearly finished with the book she'd begun the day before and she looked up as Steve entered the room, remembering the page she'd been on she the put the book down as he approached, "Yes Steve?" she asked, "what do you need?" she asked, not sure what to say in these circumstances..
 
Steve looked at Teaghan. She was still awake. That was good. She asked what he needed. He simply looked at her expressionless. "What I need, is you naked. I won the big tournament and I feel like celebrating. So, get naked. I'm in such a good mood today, that I'll let you decide how you get your cunt fucked. I'm not going to put you in a humiliating pose today. Don't get used to it though." He stood and waited for her to be ready. He also wondered how she would prefer getting fucked. That way, he would know what not to do for a while after this.
 
Trying not to look too much like she was dreading this, as she kind of was, Teaghan undressed while Steve watched and she got onto the bed. Considering what she did and didn't want, she finally just settled onto her side, it was a happy medium, perhaps he'd choose if he prefered to take her from behind or from the front. On her side he could pick which. She laid her head upon the pillow and then looked up at him with questioning green eyes, "Is that alright?" she asked softly, not wanting to anger him.
 
Steve watched his slave get out of her clothes. He smiled and his eyes followed her as she lay on her side. She asked if it was ok. He pulled off his clothes. His cock was already hardening. He climbed onto the bed. In this position it was easier to access her from behind. He lay on his side behind her and started to rub his hardening cock against her pussy lips. Once he was rock hard he pressed the tip against her opening. He slowly pushed inside. Once the head was inside, he thrust into her. He did not wait to start fucking her. His cock drove in and out of her as deep as he could.
 
Although she would never have admitted it if asked about this later, Teaghan felt slightly relieved as Steve entered her, as if she was starting to feel like the only pleasure or amusement she'd get from now on would be had at his hand. So, for once, she didn't flinch or complain as he moved inside of her. She simply closed her eyes and let it be what it was, two people fucking, and she wasn't going to just lie there and be fucked either. She was participating just as much as he, flexing her muscles and her walls in and out as he moved, in time with him, which intensified the experience for them both. She was actually findng if she put it out of her mind that she really hated this guy, she could really enjoy fucking him. She got into it more this time than ever and as a result enjoyed herself.
 
Steve was a little surprised with no movement of protest to him entering her. He was happy with that and started to fuck her. He was even more surprised to feel her moving back against him. This time the sex was much better. She was making him feel good. She was really coming along at a rate that he had never expected. It seemed like she would make a good slave if she kept this up.

He gradually took her harder and wilder. Soon he was pounding into her cunt as hard as he could.He was soon nearing his climax. He could feel it. He moaned and made sure Teaghan felt his cock slamming into her as hard and deep as he could get it inside. A minute later he couldn't hold on any longer. He thrust fully into her and came. His seed shot into her pussy and he simply enjoyed the feeling.
 
Teaghan heard herself cry out as he came as if she was having an out of body experience and watching some bad porn flick. Her own climax would have been close at hand in another second or two but that was ok, she was pleased she could find this pleasurable enough to even almost climax. She squirmed with the pent up need but remained where she was in case Steve needed something.
 
Steve heard his hot little slave cry out. It seemed she was enjoying it this time. As he relaxed after his climax he felt her squirming. He grinned and decided to try giving her what her body wanted. His cock was still fairly hard and he started to thrust into her again. His hands went around her body and started to play with her tits. He wondered if she really would orgasm because of his cock. If so, that was another thing he could check off on his list. As he fucked her, he added some comments, wondering if they would turn her off or on. "Oh, you're a dirty, naughty girl. I thought you hated me, yet here you are, feeling good because of my cock. It feels like my dirty little slave is going to cum for her master. Do it, cum for your master." He couldn't stop grinning, waiting to see what would happen.
 
The dirty talk should have made her furious, in a way it did but Teaghan felt something else also, her body was responding to this, and she gripped the sheets tightly, moaning softly in response, her need growing more urgent with every stroke...
 
Steve could feel Teaghan's reaction to what he was doing to her. He was still a little surprised by it. He heard her moans and shifted his position to fuck her even harder. He slammed his cock fully inside her as hard as he possibly could. He himself was starting to get close again. He was determined to make his slave cum for various reasons. All of which were importand for him and not nessecarly her.
 
Soon the shuddering of an orgasm withheld for far too long erupted from within Teaghan, squeezing her walls over Steve's pumping member, milking him as he pistoned into her cunt so roughly, and she heard herself moan so loudly and huskily it almost didn't sound at all like her. Resting against the pillows in a state of post-orgasmic bliss Teaghan didn't even mind as Steve still worked to finish on his own, fucking her even still while she recovered from her climax.
 
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The slave's climax eventually came. As her cunt gripped and milked him and she cried out, Steve grinned and chuckled a little. This was a good thing. When she came down from her climax, he let her relax. However, he did not stop fucking her. He continued going for a little longer until he came a second time. He shot his seed into her and then pulled out of her. He got up from the bed and looked down at her. He smiled and turned to walk away. He picked up his clothes and left. He first went to the bathroom to clean himself, then went to his bedroom to relax.
 
The room felt cold and empty after Steve had gone.

Teaghan had trouble coming to terms with the idea that she might be so lonely here she would even miss her captor, but it was indeed so. She missed him when he left her alone even while being with him was like slow torture for her at times. Trying not to cry since she'd made it through the whole day thus far without shedding any tears Teaghan decided she'd get warm with a nice, long bath.
 
Steve read for a while and relaxed. When it got a little later he took out his list and marked down a number of things that had happened. He was looking forward to the next day. It would be a good one, though Teaghan might not enjoy it. He had a large number of things in mind. He went to sleep with those ideas in his mind.

The next morning he woke and was glad he didn't have any tournaments for a while. He had plenty of time to train his slave. He made breakfast and placed the two plates on the table. The then went to the closet and got out the same vibrator design he had used on Teaghan the first day. He entered her room and woke her up. He grinned at her and held out the vibrator. "Good morning. Wear this under whatever else you wear. Breakfast is on the table. Hurry before it gets cold."
 
Teaghan turned, sleepily to look at what had been left for her to wear beneath her clothes. Her face fell as she recognized he dreaded thing immediately. "Oh." she said tonelessly as Steve left the room, his demeanor cheerful.

She dressed, strapping the horrible vibrator on with shaking hands. Her memories of her first day and how it had felt to be so manipulated for so long it nearly hurt flooded back to her and she swallowed back bile as she let her imagination run away from her for a second imagining what Steve could possibly have planned for the day. Finally, she calmed herself with some deep breathing and finished dressing in a simple cotton dress, her hair in a ponytail at the nape of her neck. She tried not to have any prejudices or preconcieved notions about this vibrator. After all, before that experiences she'd liked vibrators, hadns't she? Her life before capture felt so far away...as if it was something she's seen in a film, not her own existence at one point.

The kitchen was bustling with the sounds and smells of cooking food. She walked into the room and watched Steve happily cooking breakfast and setting the table. "Anything I can help with?" she asked politely.
 
Steve finished making breakfast just as Teaghan came out of her room. He looked over at her as she asked if she could help. He shook his head. "No, just sit and eat. Everything is ready." He turned off the stove and moved to sit across from her. He wondered if she had obeyed him and put on the vibrator. Rather than ask, he decided to check. He reached into his pants pocket and turned the vibrator on full power. He watched her and waited. As he did, he took a bite of food.
 
Teaghan jumped, spilling the orange juice she had been about to drink all over her eggs as the vibrator began to vibrate inside of her pussy at full speed. She put the glass down ont he table and gripped the sides od the table with a white-knuckled grasp, biting her bottom lip. Her eyes looked up to meet Steve's with a silent pleading in them.
 
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