It has taken a long time for me to submit the continuation. I hope to publish once a week until you have the whole story. . I strongly suggest you read previous chapters before you read this as it will make the story more enjoyable.
This is a long story with numerous chapters. Be patient with it to let the characters develop. If you haven't read previous chapters I suggest you do so before you start on this chapter. The story is about Dominance, submission, humiliation, being used and ... well read on to find out. If you are looking for whips, chains and severe beatings you wont find that here. I appreciate all of your feedback.
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Chapter 3
Chris stayed outside for about fifteen minutes. She told me later that she got completely dressed again and walked half way to the big house. She stopped and stood for five minutes just staring at her bedroom window, tears streaming down her cheeks. She stopped crying as she gently rubbed her nipples through her blouse to ease the pain and smiled. They were as hard as diamonds and hurt not just from me pinching them. She was still turned on. That made her think about what had just happened. She and I talked through a lot of our issues. She wanted a different lifestyle. She was confused at first and afraid. Slowly her fear faded and she felt really happy as she remembered how she felt a week ago and again laying across Ryan's lap. Then why was she walking away. She needed to either accept what she wanted, what she was becoming, what she has always been but has repressed ever since Cheryl was born or she needed to run and hid in her bedroom, alone. She slowly turned toward the stairs to Ryan's apartment. As she stood at the bottom of the stairs she took off all her cloths. She even took her thong off. Everything except her shoes and thigh high stockings.
She quietly walked upstairs. She was shaking uncontrollably from the excitement. She never thought about being an exhibitionist but she was discovering so many new feelings and desires. At least the back yard and stairs were dark. She looked around and could see lights on in the houses that faced the stairs. She smiled wickedly and continued to her climb up the dark stairs.
When I heard Chris start up the stairs I let out a sigh of relief. She was being quiet and slow. Devilishly I went to the door and without a sound made sure the door was locked and sat on the sofa. When she was half way up the stairs the auto sensor on the light came on. I heard a screech and she was now running up the stairs. She tried to open the door but couldn't. She tried to cross her arms to cover herself but she was in a panic and just flailed her arms. Not thinking what she was doing she spun around several times giving anybody looking a great view of her naked body. I was watching all of this on the security camera. I flicked it off and went to let her in. The feeling in the pit of my stomach was incredibly powerful. I felt in control, like a Dom.
When I unlocked the door she almost plowed me over getting inside. I peeked out the door at your neighbors. No unusual lights or movement from their curtains. Nobody saw, but she didn't know that. I made a point of letting her see me wave. Nobody was peeking out their windows, but she didn't know that either. I walked past her and sat on the sofa and watched her. She just stood there for a few seconds with her mouth open. To my glorious surprise she dropped her cloths on the floor right where she stood. In what she thought was defiance of me she exaggerated her stride in her heals, strutting to the French doors that opened onto a little balcony. It was directly in front of the neighbors back yards. She flung open the curtains. She stood facing the balcony, cupped both her tits and hefted one to her mouth and sucked the nipple then she did the same with her other breast.
"Ok you slut. Come over here and kneel in front of me. For now I have better use for your mouth." She started to close the curtains. I knew she was not brave enough to let the neighbors watch her suck me off, "leave them open." Her jaw dropped again but she did what she was told. Once she was kneeling between my legs she instinctively unzipped my pants and slid them down. She slid the head of my cock into her mouth and started sucking. She could only get it about half way into her mouth. She is not a very good cock sucker. Its ok, she'll learn. I told her to run her tongue up and down the underside of my cock then around the head. She did that good. Then she tried to swallow it again and just chocked.
I stood and pulled her to her feet. I pulled her naked body next to me and just held her for a minute. She started to cry and say she was sorry. I grabbed her long brunet hair and firmly pulled her head back. Her beautiful eyes met mine and I smiled. I could feel her relax. "You haven't been a slut for a very long time. I will train you to be just right for me. Just relax and don't force anything my slut wife. We have plenty of time." I led her to the bed and laid her down on her back. Now I knelt between her legs. I started licking her inner thighs. She moaned and cooed softly. The more I licked the more she relaxed. I worked my way up to her sweet smelling sex. She got wetter and wetter "your pussy is very beautiful."
"Sir. That feels sooo good."
I smiled. I have been watching a lot of porn movies as well as reading a lot of smut books. I have a pretty good idea she was not going to like what I told her next. "Don't cum until I tell you. And don't argue. You have done enough of that already. You don't have to worry tonight about a safe word. I won't do anything you haven't done before. Well except making you wait. But that won't hurt you. Do you trust me?"
"Yes Sir, I trust you. Mmmmmm that feels incredible."
"I want you to tell me what you like and what you don't like. I need to get to know your body again. Let your oooohs and aaaaahs out. I want to hear them. Do you understand?"
"Yes Sirrrrrr. Ooohhh right there is really good."
I was sucking on her pussy lips. I wanted them engorged and bright red. She was slick with her pussy juice. It was pungent, sweet and flowing out of her slit like a river. I ran my tongue up to her clit and pulled the cover back so she popped out. It didn't take much to get that to happen. I smiled to myself as I continued to work on her swollen pussy and clit.
She was cooing continuously now. I sucked and lightly nipped at her clit. Her cooing stopped. I backed off nipping and just sucked. Once she started cooing again I slipped a finger inside her. Slowly, oh so slowly. She pushed her pelvis into my finger and I nipped at her clit again. "Don't push slut." She groaned. She slid her hands to her titties and was softly squeezing them. I slid my free hand over one of hers and as I slid a second finger inside her. I squeezed her hand down hard on her tit. She leaned her head back and pushed up on her pelvis again. "Don't you cum you little slut. I'll get the paddle and spank your ass hard." She was panting very hard now.
"I won't be able to stop if you do that a-grrrrr, again." Then I slid a third finger inside her, squeezed her tit and bit a little harder on her clit. Not enough to break the skin but it was intense. At the same time I forced my mouth down to push her pelvis back for a third time. Her breath was rapid like she had just done wind sprints. Before she knew what I was doing I grabbed both of her thumbs and pulled her hands off of her tits. I pulled my fingers from her sopping pussy and took my mouth off of her clit. "Don't push slut."
"Oh God don't stop. GRRRRR. You can't stop now. You have to finish me off. Make me cum! PLEASE!"
She was writhing on the bed. I rolled her over onto her stomach and grabbed both of her ass cheeks and squeezed. I pulled them apart at the same time exposing her beautiful ass bud. "Are you going to do what you're told my little slut?"
"YESSSSS. PLEEEEEASE let me cum."
I pulled her to the center of the bed still on her stomach and pulled her feet wide apart. "Don't move."
"What are you doing? Fuck, don't stop what you were doing."
"Be quiet and don't move a muscle." I got four of my best ties and some cording. I made loops but not slip knots in each of the ties. One went on each of her wrist and ankles. They were not tight and she could slip out easily. I paused and rubbed her clit before I slipped each tie onto her wrists and ankles. "Chris, do you trust me?"
Her voice was deep and she was still breathing shallow and in rapid succession "yes."
"Don't say it unless you mean it. Ever!"
"I trust you."
"Are you enjoying being my slut?" I flipped her on her back and I tied the cord to the ties. Then I stretched her legs, spreading them wide and tied the cord to each foot of the bed. Then I stretched each arm and tied them to a corner at the head of the bed.
"I will after you let me cum, you sadistic bastard"
"Hummm, bastard is your current safe word. Maybe I should stop and just leave you here like this?"
"Don't you dare!" As soon as she said it she realized it was the wrong thing to say. "Sir. I am sorry. I did not mean that. And I did not mean Bastard."
I grabbed a pillow case and draped it over her eyes.
"What are you doing?" She shook her head to get it off.
I put it back and pinched her nipple lightly. "Slut, I put that there for my pleasure. Leave it alone." I let go of her nipple and put the pillow case back over her eyes.
"Yes Sir." I removed her shoes and my cloths. She lay squirming on the bed. Every now and then I reached to her clit and stroked it. She started cooing again. I slipped a finger inside and then slowly pulled it out again. I wanted her need to be monumental. I undid her ankles restraint and slid them just above her knees and pulled her thighs as wide apart as I could without hurting her. I slid a pillow under her ass. Tied like this her pussy and ass bud were open to my view and playing pleasure. Gently I blew my warm breath on her ass bud. I wanted her to know how exposed she was.
She wiggled away from my breath. "What are you doing? We have never done that before! You said you wouldn't do anything we haven't done before." She was scarred.
Softly I said "Chris, do you trust me?"
She hesitated.
I said it again with a very calm, soft voice "Chris, do you trust me?"
"Yes" her tone was shaky and nervous.
"Chris, what are you?"
