I pulled into the motel parking lot and saw his truck. I parked next to it and got out, grabbing my bag. I checked my phone for the room number. As I walked towards the room, I knew that this was my last chance to escape. The simple action of walking into that room was symbolism of my full surrender to his desires. My heart was beating faster and faster with every step I took, my stomach turning over. I took a deep breath before knocking on the door. He opened it immediately.
I saw that look in his eyes. There was so much going on in them. Excitement and fear, nervousness and desire. He towered over me and invited me in and I nodded and entered. I looked around before sitting on the bed. I saw the ropes and chains entangled in the closet door, and I knew what he wanted. I saw his toys and I whimpered a little, looking back up at him to see that predatory look. The one that made my knees weak. He grabbed my waist and pulled me up close to him. I looked at him, helplessly giving him my permission to take me. He grinned and dug his fingernails into my back, causing my body to jolt and press against his. I whimpered as he dug deeper, my hands now pushing him away. He looked down at my hands and glared at me angrily and I realized my mistake. He grabbed my hands and said "don't you dare try to push me away. I own you and you know it". I whimpered as he dominated my body.
He pushed me to my knees forcefully, telling me to stay. I felt my heart jump as he grabbed the cuffs, and walked over to me. "Close your eyes and hold your hands above your head," he demanded. I did as I was told. I felt him slide one of the cuffs onto my right hand, tightening it in a sharp motion, then doing the same with the other. Connected them with a click, I felt my wrists clamp together. He then walked back over to the dresser and I heard him rummaging around in the drawers, trying to find something. I was curious. What could he be getting? I opened my eyes to peek, but then immediately I closed them in regret when I saw him looking at me. He stopped what he was doing and walked over to me. I knew the price I was about to pay for disobeying him. "Stand up, open your eyes," he ordered. I stood up with my head down.
"Do you know what you did wrong?" he asked.
"Yes sir, I opened my eyes," I said ashamed.
"Turn around". I did so and felt his gaze on my body. He ripped my skirt right off my body and tore my panties off, startling me. "Now bend over." My breath became sharp as I bent over. I prepared for the pain. "Who owns you?" He asked. He spanked me hard and my body jerked forward. "I said who owns you? You will answer when I speak to you!" he yelled spanking me again, harder this time. "You do, you own me!" I shouted back, my voice begging him for mercy. He spanked again, my ass stinging now from his harsh blows. He grabbed my hair and pulled it backwards, bringing me back up to standing. He spanked my ass again. I could feel his erection against me, his hand wrapping around my body and pulling me towards his so tightly that I could barely breathe. He growled in my ear. I felt myself melt into him as I pushed my body against his. It felt so good. I felt his hand move down my body, my thighs quivering. His hand reached my cunt and I moaned, feeling his finger barely touch its wet, hot surface. I moved my hips up towards his hand begging him for more. He whirled my body around and proceeded to slam his finger inside me. I cried out in pain. He took it out and tasted it.
He smiled and I felt him throb as I looked at him, scared, awaiting his next move. He took my bound hands and raised them above my head, slammed me to the closet door. He had connected a chain somehow to hold my hands above my head. He connected them and ran his hands down my body. I struggled to become comfortable. He stepped back and watched me, obviously amused by it. He looked over my body, his eyes glistening with excitement. I felt exposed, almost too much. My whole body was right there in front of him, and I had no escape, no way to stop him. He was in complete control, and I was his helpless little whore. He lowered himself to his knees, grabbing my legs so that my hips were thrusted forward. He swung my legs over his shoulders. I gasped, feeling his breath on my cunt. I pushed my hips towards him, eager for his tongue. I felt his lips kiss my thighs, teasing me. He drove me absolutely crazy and he knew it. I then felt his fingers slide into me, causing my body to shiver in relief. He slid his 3 fingers in and out of me. His tongue reached my clit and I moaned, moving my hips with the rhythm of his fingers. I felt him suck on it and bite it, feeling my orgasm come on.
"Give me more," I begged.
