This story includes non-consensual sexual acts, if that's not your vibe - don't continue reading! Of course I don't condone non-consensual sex in real life.
SIR
I am wide awake while the woman next to me dozes off in my arms, which doesn't take long thanks to the light sedative I gave her together with a pain killer. I wish I didn't have to drug my sweet girl, but being awake while taking her to my place would have been too traumatic for her. This way she will come to accept it, us, much easier and feel happier.
I carefully get up and pack a bag with some clothes for her. The rest of the attire I will require her to wear have already been purchased and is waiting at my place, but I know that I will have to give her some time to fully accept her new role with me before introducing that to her.
I sling the duffle bag over my shoulder and approach the bed. I then carefully lift her into my arms after wrapping her in the thick duvet, shushing her when she mumbles something in her sleep. She immediately relaxes back into unconsciousness which gives me a strong sense of satisfaction. At some level she knows, or her subconscious knows, that she is mine.
As we arrive at my house, or perhaps I should call it a small mansion, I step inside and ascend the stairs with my sweet girl in my arms. There are many bedrooms but there is no question in which one she will sleep, so I go inside and put her into my bed. The satisfaction I get from seeing her in my space is more than I ever anticipated. I quickly turn off all the lights, undress and join her in bed, where I quickly succumb to slumber wrapped around her soft body which fits perfectly into mine.
I wake up from sun shining in through the bright windows and look over at the woman next to me, she is still sleeping soundly with her hair spread out on the pillow beside her. I watch her for a while, but then decide to have some breakfast as I wake her up. I carefully urge her legs apart and slowly start stroking her clit, smiling as I see her leg twitch in response.
I then lay down with my head between her legs and firmly push her legs apart, moving them up and out on the mattress. I waste no time as I start licking and flicking my tongue over her clit, the taste of her making me groan with satisfaction. It doesn't take long before I can feel her getting wet and soon she starts letting out quiet moans, all while scrunching her eyebrows together in confusion.
Suddenly I feel her go rigid and I know she is awake. She immediately tries to clench her legs together, but my hands have an iron-grip on her inner thighs and keep them open for me. I continue the attack on her sex and slowly push two fingers into her tight pussy which makes her groan in protest. I relentlessly work her clit while rubbing her g-spot with my two fingers, making her inner muscles flutter. "Come on my fingers butterfly," I demand, and her pussy suddenly clamps down so hard I feel like I might lose blood flow in my fingers.
She gasps and mewls through the rhythmic spasms of her pussy as she comes, and I continue stroking in and out of her to prolong her orgasm. "You are so beautiful when you come princess," I tell her while she slowly comes down from her climax, pulling my fingers out slowly.
SARAH
I lay completely still, trying to process while my muddled mind tries to catch up. The man in front of me continues to watch me while still stroking me slowly, thankfully not directly on my clit anymore. Suddenly it hits me that this bed does not feel familiar, and I sit bolt upright while scrambling backwards as I realize that I am no longer in my room.
"Easy," the man says.
"Who are you?" I ask quickly.
"My name isn't exactly relevant, as you will refer to me as Sir," he says and smiles kindly. "And you are mine. I know you, Sarah. I know who you are, I have been watching you for some time now. And it's time for you to take your place by me and let me show you who you are, how to submit to me and that you are completely mine."
"W..what? What are you talking about?" I stammer.
He suddenly looks at me sternly, and I don't understand why until he slaps my inner thigh, hard enough to sting. I suddenly understand, but I am NOT calling him Sir, so I just sit in silence. He sighs, grabs restraints he has laying on the nightstand and quickly wrestles them onto my wrists. Before I know it, my hands are cuffed behind my back and I am laying face down on the bed.
Suddenly I feel a sharp slap on my ass, and I flinch from the sting. He doesn't let up, spanking the same place again and again until I am wriggling on the bed and trying to get away from the painful burn. Gritting my teeth, I try to not give him the satisfaction of getting to me, but it soon becomes too much and I let out a plea for him to stop.
"Please, who?" he says while spanking me even harder.
