Chapter 5: Anal
Sophie was almost excited. This stud capter had offered something she had wanted almost as much as defloration. Her nips began to stand. He noticed and pinched them.
"So, you're getting excited huh." He pinched her nipples between his fingers and pulled them away from her body. "Well that's good, because anal's no fun if the receiver isn't into it. They clench up."
He crawled over the top of her and started sucking her tits, his left hand massaging her swelling pussy.
"Something tells me you like it rough"
Before she could protest he threw her on the floor. He followed her and lifted and bent her over the bed. He spat on her asshole and forced his fingers in. She clenched at first, but then relaxed, letting the sensation wash over her. He continued to slip more and more into sophie's technically virgin asshole, until he had all five. The he slipped his other hand in and pulled apart as hard as he could. She gasped as her asshole gaped and tears welled up in her eyes. One hand let go and her hole began to shrink rapidly. Before closure, however, his entire fist found it's way in and he forced himself up to his middle forearm. She began to sob. He pulled out and pushed back in, even further, this time to his elbow. Now she was balling and she was about to come. He pulled all the way out, stretched her again, let her shrink and then shoved his dick in. Compared to his arm his dick was less painful and more pleasureful. He pumped all the way in and out. She climaxed and began to squirt out of her pussy.
Even though she was coming everywhere, he wasn't finished. While he continued to fuck her, she continued to spurt. After five more minutes, he finally pulled out and came on her face. This time, instead of looking ashamed, she smiled, and tried to lick it all up.
"Well your song certainly has changed" he told her. Is it because i just made you come for as long as your first time ever lasted?" he asked, referring to her defloration with her boyfriend.
"oh my god" she thought, "he's right, i just came from being raped longer than it took my boyfriend to come once."
"Oh, it appears i have shit on my dick, be a kind slave and lick it off."
She obliged without comment
Chapter 6: First Test
Sophie woke up the next day on the luxurious bed. She was well rested and comfortable. After last nights adventures, her captor had allowed her to shower, brush her teeth and hit the hay.
"Expect lots of work tomorrow," he told her as she blew him one last time for bed. She had then swallowed his load for a before bed snack and dozed off.
Now, awake the next day, she saw him dozing on a chair on the other end of the room. She had an urge to try to sneak away, an urge to ask him for a fuck, an urge to piss, and another urge to eat.
Instead of any of these, she waited for him to wake. Her stomach growled, her pussy throbbed, and her bladder stretched. Strongest of all of these was her bladder. For nearly an hour and a half, she held it, fearing getting up would disturb her now beloved and yet still hated captor. Eventually she gave up the fight and released her juices on the bed spread. She began to cry but didn't leave her bed in fear. Her sobbing awoke him and he came to her to comfort her and sat right in urine. He pulled Sophie's naked body from the bed, bent her over a chair and spanked her, saying if she had to go, she should have gone in the toilet. He spanked her tell her ass was red and she was sobbing in embarrasment and pain. What was happening to her? She was acting like a child.
After her punishment, he kissed her cheek and rubbed her ass better. Then he made her breakfast. Back to her normal self finally, she ventured to ask what kind of test she had to take.
"I think today we'll start with the BDSM test."
She blanched. Bondage? Not that. She began to protest. Bet he shushed her. "Don't worry, this is far from the worst thing you'll ever experience, and besides, from what i saw last night, this should suit you just fine."
After breakfast, Sophie followed him through the door out of her room. In the darkness she could make out dim outlines, but that was it. Then he switched on a light. Before her was a large room with many devices of torture and bondage. There was a cross, chains on the floor, a device that looked like a sharpened saw horse, everything she had ever seen on the internet was there and she was horrified.
He told her to head to the cross and hold her arms up. She reluctantly obeyed, now completely under his spell. He chained her arms and legs, and then headed to a crank. He turned it on and the chains began to tighten, lifting her into the air. the reached the apex and they began to stretch her arms apart. She cringed when her arms reached their max and the chains continued to pull. Then he turned that one off and turned the leg chain winch on, pulling her legs down. Fully stretched out, turned the legs off as well. She tried to squirm, but couldn't even budge.
