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I was driving home, heading through a quaint little neighborhood not too far from my place when I saw her walking down the side of the road.
She was short, and from the streetlights I could see she had black hair and a great body. Wide hips and a narrow waist, curvy in all the right ways. She had short black shorts on and white sneakers, high white socks, and a baby blue t shirt.
I knew I had to have her. Just watching her walk made my heart race and my mouth water. I pulled up beside her and rolled my window down.
"Kinda late to be walking home all by yourself," I called, and she turned to me, with a sweet little smile.
She walked up to my window and leaned against it.
"Fuck, I know. I'm heading home from a friend's, but I missed the bus." She said, pushing her hair back.
She was gorgeous, thick black mascara, bright red lips. Her hair was wavy and deep, rich black tufts.
"How far you have to go?" I asked, and her smiled dropped.
"A couple miles, ha," She laughed a little, and I leaned over and opened the passenger side door.
"Fuck that. It's too late for a cute little thing like yourself to be walking home all on your own. Get in, I'll drive you." I told her, but she stood back, rubbing her arm, unsure.
"I don't know, it's not that bad of a night." She said, looking around.
"Hey, if you wanna walk, go ahead." I shrugged. "Just thought I'd be nice enough to offer a ride."
She sighed, then hopped in the car.
"Well, ok, I guess it is pretty nice of you," She said, bubbly and excited.
"Yeah, no problem." I laughed, driving forward.
"You gotta take a right up here," She told me after a couple blocks. I looked her up and down, kept driving straight.
"Hey, didn't you hear me? My house is that way." She said, pointing back to the street we'd just passed.
"Don't worry," I said, putting my hand on her leg, "I'll get you home soon enough. But I figured we'd go to my place first," my hand slowly raised up her thigh, and she jumped up in her seat, "maybe have a little fun before I take you home."
She immediately reached for the door, but I clicked the auto lock.
"Uh, I should probably go, I don't really think-"
I pulled over the car and grabbed her by her hair.
"Of course you didn't think, you're dumb enough to get into a stranger's car? You must be a stupid little slut." I snapped at her, grabbing her shirt and ripping it open.
She gasped, tugging at the door handle, as my hand slipped down her shorts and started rubbing her clit, wet and clean shaven.
"Please, please, I thought you were just trying to be nice!" She gasped, fear in her eyes. "Please, don't do this, just let me go, I won't tell anyone, I swear." She begged, but I just smiled at her as she squirmed and moaned.
"You're not going to tell anyone, because you belong to me now," I said, grabbing some handcuffs from my center console and binding her arms behind her back. She squirmed and started to sob, staring up at me with her big, green eyes.
"Please, please, I just want to go home." She cried as I pulled my cock out, by now throbbing and hard. "Oh god, please, don't do this!"
I was growing tired of hearing her protests so I grabbed her hair and shoved her face down. Without even having to tell her to open her mouth, my cock was all the way down on her throat. She sucked and gagged, sputtered and choked as I put the car into drive and carried on.
She deepthroated me and I spanked her as she squealed and gagged. I stuck my hand down her shorts and fingered her tight little ass while she squirmed, crying and sobbing and sucking on my cock.
I pulled into my driveway and into the garage, and let her sit up. Her make up was running profusely, he lips quivering.
"Where are we?" She asked, looking around.
"At your new home." I told her and she gasped, shaking her head.
"Please, no, please, don't! I'll finish sucking you off! Just don't make me stay, please! I can't!" She tried to bargain, but it was no use.
I stepped out of the car and opened up her side. She tried to push herself back, away from my grasp, but I grabbed her hair and pulled her out, unlocking the handcuffs and throwing her to the cold cement floor.
I picked her up and put her on her hands and knees, grabbing a collar and fitting it around her throat.
"What? No! Please!" She sobbed as I pulled her shorts down and spanked her, her ass turning red.
Then I pulled up her shorts grabbed the leash, tugging.
"Come on, crawl, on your hands and knees," I told her, and she obliged, sobbing and whimpering as we entered my house.
"There you go, like a good little pet," I told her.
Through the doorway into my house, there were two paths: one leading to my kitchen, the other to my basement. We took the latter, and I pulled and slapped her as she awkwardly crawled down the stairs, scraping her knees, gasping and wincing, sobbing uncontrollably.
I turned on the light switch and opened the thick, oak door, and her eyes went wide.
My basement was a fully converted dungeon: chains and ropes hung from the walls and ceilings. On one wall was a table, covered in toys: plugs, vibrators, dildos, and the wall itself was adorned with more chains and rope, whips, cuffs, collars, gags and blindfolds.
There was a cage, barely big enough for a normal sized human to fit into, a couple wooden chairs, and a bed, with a wooden pillory at the end, one large hole in the middle for her head, two large holes on each side for her arms, perfect for locking in a girl and restricting movement.
"No! No!" She gasped, struggling and trying to pull back towards the door. "Please! Oh god! Please!" She screamed, and I laughed as she tried to get away, then pulled her back inside.
I bound her hands together with a thick black rope on a pulley and lifted them above her head. I bound her legs together, then walked over to the torture table. I grabbed a pair of scissors and walked back over to her.
"Welcome to your new home," I told her, and she kept her eyes closed, shaking her head and sobbing.
"No, no no no, no, please."
I slapped her in her face, and her eyes shot open, watering and scared.
"Trying to wake up? Hoping this is a nightmare?" I asked, cutting the straps at her bra and the remnants of her shirt, watching with pleasure as she shivered and sobbed.
"Please, no, you can't, I won't tell anyone, please," She cried, and I slapped her left tit, large and round and supple.
"This is your fault!" I screamed at her, slapping her face again and again. "Being a stupid little slut, getting in a car with a stranger you've never met? What the fuck did you think was gonna happen?" I asked, cutting her shorts to shreds and watching the tattered remnants fall to the floor.
"Oh god!" She cried, and I took a step back, pulling up a wooden chair so I could admire her.
She stood there, hanging from the ceiling, shivering, in nothing but white, frilly panties, long white socks, and her white sneakers. I had to admit, I loved the purity of her white clothes, and the juxtaposition against her tan skin, her running make up. She sobbed and moaned, begging, still.
"Please, please, you can't do this!" She cried, and I smiled.
"I think I've had enough of hearing you say that," I said, walking over to the table and grabbing a ball gag and a whip.
I shoved the gag in her mouth as she spit and sputtered and sobbed, binding it behind her head. It was big enough to keep her from talking, and I loved watching her drool dribbling down her chin, falling down her tits and slowly coalescing onto her shaved pussy.
"You're a stupid little slut, aren't you?" I asked and she shook her head, then I whipped her back, hard, and she cringed and her entire body tensed up.
"Aren't you?" I screamed, and she nodded, sobbing and agreeing.
"This is your new home," I told her, whipping her again and again, "You're my little pet now, you belong to me, understand?" I asked, and she nodded her head, spit dribbling down her chin, mixing with tears and running make up, crying and squealing and nodding her head.
I whipped her again, and again, and again. Her body tensed and her muscles flexed. She squirmed and wiggled and cried, sobbing and pleading, shaking her head.
"You have to learn your place, you're my property now," I told her, and she nodded her head.
I flogged her for what must have seemed like an eternity to her, giving her the lashing of a lifetime. She screamed and sobbed and gagged, sweating and struggling, but towards the end, she had a resigned look on her face.
"Are you ready to be broken in?" I asked and she nodded. I took out the gag and she spit and coughed, then looked into my eyes.
"Are you going to be a good little girl for me?" I asked, and her jaw dropped. She stared, dumbfounded. "Bad girls get the whip." I informed her.
"Yes, yes, please, I'm going to be a good little girl for you." She said, and I untied her.
She fell to the floor, and I picked her up, slinging her over my shoulder, then carried her to the bed. I set her down and picked up the top block of the pillory, wrestling her into place on her knees before lowering it in place, locking her in.
I pulled out my cock and she started to sob again.
"Please, please, let me go!" She moaned, but I smiled, stepping towards her face.
"You're never going to get to go, you belong to me now." I whispered, shoving my cock down her throat.
I watched her struggle as I throatfucked her, spit dripping down from her chin onto the cement below. She gagged and choked, retching a couple times, then sobbed and opened her mouth. I whipped her back, already covered in welts, red and raw, and she squirmed, but there was nothing she could do, no way of escaping.
When I'd had enough I walked around to the bed. I pulled down her panties, the crotch dripping wet, and tossed them aside, then I lied down, my face under her wet little pussy, and started licking it, sticking a finger in her pussy, and another in her ass. She moaned and gasped, choking for air, and within a couple minutes she started begging again.
"Please, please, stop, please, I'm gonna- please, don't-" She panted and I smiled, licking at her little clit while I fingered her ass.
"You're gonna what? Cum? Like a disgusting little whore?" I asked and she whimpered.
"Mhm," She cried, and I spanked her ass.
"Good, do it." I said, and she buckled, her muscles contorting and her body shaking, then she started screaming, cumming, without warning, squirting all over me: my face, my chest, down my body. I laughed and kept licking.
"Oh please, oh please!" She screamed as I got out from underneath her and stood up, grabbing a towel from next to the bed and wiping myself off.
"What a disgusting little fuck toy," I said, spanking her ass, and she shivered and panted.
"Oh god, please, please don't!" She begged as I got back on the bed, repositioning myself.
"Ass or pussy?" I asked, pushing my cock inside her pussy.
"Ass! Please, ass!" She cried, pushing against me. I smiled, spitting in my hand. and rubbing my cock, shoving it into her ass as she moaned and squealed with pleasure.
I rode her, spanking her ass and choking her as she came, squirting over and over again, building momentum and climaxing, covering the sheets with her juices.
"Oh please, sir, please, no more, I can't take any more!" She cried, her ass clenching tight.
"You're ready for me to cum inside you, baby?" I asked, spanking her ass, and she squealed and cried.
