This is not a stand-alone story. You should read part one to gain the full impact of this part. Even though the response to part one was not as good as I would have expected, here is part two. Your constructive comments and votes are appreciated.
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Evvie had passed out as she orgasmed while sucking her captor's cock. She awoke slowly to find herself lying on a bed, still naked but unbound. She could hear the shower running and decided he was in the bathroom. She luxuriated in the warmth of the bed noticing how sore she was from her ordeal earlier in the day. It was Friday evening now and she wondered how long she'd be subjected to this inhuman treatment by an obvious psycho. She didn't have to wonder long.
Coming through the door into the bedroom the man was stark naked briskly rubbing a towel through his hair. She sat up and looked at him. Once more she went red in the face as she looked down at his cock. It was formidable when it was flaccid. She still wondered how she was able to take it completely down her throat. The thought sent a warm rush to her pussy.
"Go take a shower. We're going out to get something to eat." He said.
She got slowly up from the bed and walked into the steamy bathroom. Stepping into the shower, she turned the hot water on as hot as she could stand it. The steamy spray made her muscles relax and in no time she was feeling better. She cleansed herself thoroughly and then toweled off. She felt somewhat self-conscious as she walked back into the bedroom naked. He was sitting in an easy chair waiting for her.
He nodded toward the bed and she saw some clothes laid out for her. As she picked up each garment, she noticed that they were all the right size. She turned to look at him, still somewhat afraid to speak.
"Oh," he muttered. "I know way more about you than you might imagine."
"May I speak, Sir?" she asked.
He nodded his head.
"Am I allowed to ask where we're going?" she asked.
"Lamond's." he said quietly.
She thought about that as she dressed. Lamond's was one of the most expensive restaurants in town, but well worth it. The food was excellent, the clientele wonderful and the service was superb. She finished dressing and turned to look at herself in the mirror. She was wearing an understated black dress that was a little shorter than she normally wore. It was spaghetti-strapped leaving her arms bare. He even had her bra size right. Though she'd never thought about wearing one that pushed her big tits up and together. That part was somewhat embarrassing. And those heels were something else. All in all, she had to admit she looked pretty nice.
"Sit."
She sat down on the edge of the bed.
"Here's the deal. I'm going to take you out in public and you are to behave like a lady. You will address me as Sam in public. You will be happy and make no attempt to get away. We will be a typical couple out for dinner. And by the way, in case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm from the agency."
A light dawned in Evvie's head. She now knew exactly who he was and why he was here. Butterflies welled up in her tummy.
"I will make no attempt to humiliate you in a public place. However, you may be required to do some interesting things before, during and after dinner. Any questions?"
"No, Sir." She said quietly.
There was a honk outside and he stood up.
"Let's go. And be on your best behavior. It'll play well for you later tonight."
She slid her hand onto his arm and nodded that she understood. Evvie was awash with new emotions. Sam, if that was his real name, was actually treating her decently. She wondered what plans he had for her once they were back here and alone. She suspected it would be quite perverse and she experienced a glow of warmth between her legs.
The evening at Lamond's was mostly uneventful. At one point he ordered her to the women's bathroom to remove her panties and bring them back to him at the table. As she walked across the room toward the table she felt like every eye in the place was on her and they all knew her little pussy was now bare. However, the rest of the evening passed with nothing more happening than her becoming more and more aroused.
When they returned to his home, he stopped her once they were in the front door.
"Strip." He ordered her. She began to take her clothing off. When she was nude she stood before him waiting his further instructions. He stepped up to her and snapped a collar around her neck. Then he attached a leash to the collar.
"You're going to be my slutpuppy for the rest of the weekend. Now down on your hands and knees and lead us to the bedroom, whore." He ordered.
A perverse thrill ran through her as she dropped to her hands and knees and began to crawl toward the bedroom. Her pert little ass swayed provocatively as she crawled. As they passed a dresser in the hallway, he picked up a riding crop. He snapped the crop against her left ass cheek. She yelped and picked up her pace. He continued to slap her ass cheeks alternating between the two as she crawled. Each time the crop slapped her, she yelped like a hurt puppy. By the time they got to the bedroom, Sam had a raging erection. He dropped the end of the leash around the knob on the footboard of the bed and ordered her to wait for him. He quickly stripped and then walked over in front of her kneeling form.
Evvie knelt submissively where he had placed her. Her lust was raging again having been put in this humiliated situation. It seemed the more perverse ways he debased her, the hotter she became.
Sam walked over to her and ordered her to look up at him. As she raised her eyes, they fell first on his big hard cock. Then slowly made their way up to his eyes.
"Your next training session will begin shortly. Meanwhile, you may do whatever you wish, but do not cum. I'll be back for you shortly."
She quivered as she listened. He turned his back on her and went into the bathroom. She heard the shower running again as she knelt like an obedient little puppy and waited. She refused to touch herself while he was gone. She'd spent too many hours playing with her pussy, and now that she had a man to do it for her she refrained from doing it herself. He returned a few minutes later, dripping and smelling clean and fresh.
"Follow." He said as if he were speaking to a dog. She followed him and as he lay down she crawled onto the bed beside him.
"A good little bitch doggie knows how to please her Master. There's more to arousing a man than stimulating his cock. And I'm going to teach you how to please me, slutpuppy."
"Hmm, yes, Master." She whimpered.
Grabbing her by a tangle of hair at the back of his head he pulled her up toward his chest. She kept her eyes on his as she scrambled on her knees to where he wanted her to be. He laid her face to the side by his right nipple. He had some hair on his chest, but he wasn't covered with it. She looked at him, waiting instructions.
"Lick my nipple, dog bitch!" he ordered.
Her tongue snaked out and licked at his nipple, wetting the hair around it. It felt funny to her to be licking at a man's nipple. No man she'd ever been with had made her do this, in fact, she'd never even thought about it.
"You like your nipples played with, don't you, slut?" he asked.
"Yes, Sir." She answered between licks. She could actually feel his nipple hardening under her tongue.
"So do men, even though most won't admit it. Now lick and suck." He forced her head over so her mouth was on top of his hairy nipple then pulled her hard against his flesh. She opened her mouth and engulfed his nubby fleshy knob. She sucked like a baby at its mother teat.
He pulled her open-mouthed to his other nipple. She let her wet tongue slide across his chest, through the hair and then popped his other nipple into her mouth. Even though this was something new and foreign to her, it was beginning to turn her on. It had always be the man who worked her tits and nipples over with his mouth. Now she had to do the same thing and it did, indeed, feel odd. As she sucked, he raised his free hand over his head. He let her nurse his nipples several minutes moving her back and forth between them.
Then he tugged at her hair pulling her face away from his skin and moved her pretty flushed face toward his armpit. He dragged her inches from his skin up and through his armpit. She could smell his scent as her nose passed so close to his flesh. He smelled like the soap he'd used in his shower and like a man. She felt her pussy tighten as she took in the scent. He pressed her lips to his skin just below his elbow.
She moaned softly as she licked and sucked his flesh. Then he pulled her slowly downward, letting her trail her wet saliva over his skin. When she was positioned close to his armpit he pressed her in harder against his flesh. She was alternately appalled and excited. In a second her face was planted open-mouthed right in the center of his hot armpit. She not only could smell him now but she could taste him. He apparently trimmed the hair there because it was short and not too thick. She licked her tongue across the flesh and mewled, as she tasted him. He moved her head up and down with short movements of his hand. In seconds she had tasted the expanse of his armpit. It was both exhilarating and a bit demeaning to be licking a man there and moreover enjoying it. He let her tongue play on with flesh for several minutes and then dragged her face to the other side, changing hands in her hair as he did. As she neared his other armpit, he raised his arm and she was greeted with a fresher stronger smell of him. She inhaled deeply. He DID smell good. She pressed her face into the center of his armpit, licking like she was starving. He let her lick and suck several more minutes before moving her on to other body parts.
Dragging her angelic face down his side he introduced her to his naval. She literally fucked his belly button with her tongue all the while looking up at him like a contented puppy. She was actually enjoying this, although it wasn't without some embarrassment. Occasionally, as he allowed her to lick and suck at his male flesh, he'd reach down with his free hand and tweak her nipples or squeeze a tit. The combination of her being so slutty and him playing with her tits kept her in a constant state of arousal.
Shifting his position to maintain his hold on her hair, he moved her mouth past his cock and balls and onto his inner thigh. She licked at sucked at the hairy flesh there. He let her lick and kiss his inner thighs for some time.
Suddenly he pulled her head up and back so she was looking at him.
"I'm going to release your head." He stated. "Guidance will come in the form of verbal commands now." He explained.
She figured his was going to make her suck his toes again and was a bit surprised when he flipped him self over in the bed. Lying on his tummy, propped up on his shoulders with his legs spread, he looked back at her.
"Ever heard the expression 'kiss my ass', bitchpuppy?"
