Pain Junkies

Where Slave Girls Come To Cry

BDSM Stories – The Abduction – Chapter 4

Written By: Editor - Mar• 13•08

DAY TWO

    I awoke refreshed and a bit horny as I do every morning. Looking to the
side, I saw her still bent over the horse, and asleep. I got up and went over
and let my hands roam over her body. When I played with her nipples, she moaned
even in her sleep. From behind, I could see her pussy was wide open, but not
really wet tho. so deciding to awaken her, I gave her a couple of swats with
the belt again. She woke up with a scream! A few more hard strokes and her ass
was turning red again! Stopping for a minute, I played with her pussy and cunt.
All too soon, she was wet once more.

    Standing behind her, I entered her cunt. Her pussy was just the right
height for my cock to slip into her. It only took a few strokes and she was
responding! But then this was for my pleasure and not hers! I slapped her ass a
few times, but this seemed to make her hotter. I continued to plunge in and out
of her, until with a rush, I started to cum again. I hosed her lovely pussy
with my cum and soon felt drained. She was still moving as best she could,
which wasn’t much! She was close to cumming, but hadn’t yet.

    Pulling out of her, I walked around in front. Patting her on the cheek, I
left the room. I was gone almost and hour when I returned and let her free. I
led her to the bathroom, and told her to get cleaned up. While I had been gone,
I had closed the heavy wood shutters from the outside, and nailed them shut.
There was no way she could escape by a window now. I had also put a hasp on the
doors and locked them. This cabin would be her cell until I decided to let her
out. I heard her try the window, but knew she wouldn’t get away so I continued
to make some breakfast.

    When I heard the water stop, I waited a few minutes and then called to her
to come here. She didn’t come, so I had to go get her. I found her trying to
push open the shutters and grabbed her by her hair.

    “Now listen bitch!”, I said. “You come whenever I call and do whatever I
want when I want it! For trying to get away, you’ve earned yourself some more
pain!”

    Dragging her back to the horse, I bent her over it and started to whip her
ass with the belt again. This time I didn’t stop until her ass was bright red,
and tears were running down her face. I stood her up, and grabbed hold of a
nipple. Using this as a handle, I pulled her into the kitchen. I made her sit
in the chair facing me, and picked up my coffee. She started to ask something,
but I interrupted her.

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