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Serendipity Ch. 14

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AUTHOR’S NOTE: Serendipity – A simple day with my little chocolate pixie

Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style.

LEGALESE: Don’t read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All characters active are 18 years of age or older.

Copyright (c) 2014 by Acup

14 – A simple day with my little chocolate pixie

I woke Saturday with my little chocolate pixie snuggled up against my side. Those hard nipples were poking into me so nicely. I reached over to stroke the side I could reach.

Her eyes didn’t open. “I didn’t get my desert last night.”

“Complaining?” as I continued stroking the side of her tit making my way to the edge of her areola making it start to pucker.

“Mmmmmmm…… Never.”

“I wish you could go around naked all the time. I love looking at you.”

“You love making me cum just from looking at me!”

“Guilty!…. Let’s do something different today.”

“Like what?” her eyes finally opening and looking at me.

“Change it up. Just you and me out having fun. We could go to the zoo and see everything there is. Just a nice slow lazy day.”

“Wow, I haven’t done that since I was a kid. It would be fun!”

“Want to change it up even more?”

“Like what?……”

“Wear something I can look down and see you instead of skin hugging?”

“My dirty old man wants to look down my dress and ogle my titties does he?” she grinned and put her hand over mine as I was playing with her.

“Babe, I’d like to look down your dress and see your tits, your belly button, your delicious pussy, your knees, and anything else I can!”

She started to squirm against my side. “Well when you put it like that how could I refuse? But I’m not sure if I have anything like that. I have my work stuff and then mostly tube dresses.”

“What about Tiffany’s stuff?”

“I’d swim in her stuff!”

“That’s the whole idea, bet one of her tank tops would make a nice loose short dress for you.”

“Hmmmmm……. she does have a bright yellow spaghetti strap number that almost comes down to her hips.”

“Ouuuu. Bright yellow on your skin and spaghetti straps stopping just above your nipples would be absolutely delicious!”

“I’ll be right back!” I gave her ass a little swat as she crawled over me to get out.

She came back to the bedroom with the top in her hand tying the straps up short. Then she tossed it up and slid it down. “Ta Da!” She leaned back and I could see a lump of nipple, not the pronounced point of her tube dresses. She turned sideways and leaned forward and the top fell away making her chest completely visible, and then leaned further forward facing me. I could see all the way to her pussy!

“Oh that is PERFECT!”

“Almost.” And she lifted the front of the top. It was barely two inches below her pussy.

“Oh that is too hot. I could just reach under and play with you!”

“Danny, we’re going to the zoo. There’s going to be lots of kids around. From their level they’ll have a nice view of my pussy regardless. I’ll have to wear some kind of panty or g-string with this.”

“Well if I had my choice I’d vote for the bright green ones that look like they’re painted on when you’re wet, but then I can’t slide my finger in your wet pussy.” Her eyes flashed open and she got a very wicked look. “What?”

She pulled her top off, did the shoulder shake to jiggle her tits at me, and then hopped off the bed. “This will take a few minutes if it works. Go ahead and get your breakfast!” and dashed off. I heard Tiffany’s door close. If it was in Tiffany’s room it would be interesting to say the least.

I got my cereal and was about half way through the bowl when Nicole came back out in a green g-string walking a little funny. “What do you think?”

“Nice g-string!”

“You think?” as she put her foot up on the stool….. and it split open to show her pretty pink pussy!

I started to choke and sputter on a mouthful of cereal.

“I take it you approve?” I reached out to touch her and she batted my hand away. “No touching, it’s not dry yet.”

I managed to swallow what I hadn’t inhaled. “Dry?” as she put her foot back but kept her legs spread a little.

She grinned. “Yea, Tiffany had some green body paint she wore to a club a while back. When you talked about my g-string looking like it was painted on, it made me think of this! You think you could pop an English muffin in while I sit here and dry?” Swinging her knee in and out causing her pussy to open a little every time.

“Your wish is my command my queen,” and I gave a little bow before getting her the muffin. I just stared at her painted pussy, watching it start to get wet. “Too bad it wasn’t waterproof, it would make a REAL interesting bikini!”

“Leave it to you to try and figure out a way to get past a bikini!” I just grinned and buttered her muffin for her. She reached down and bonus veren siteler lightly touched the paint, and then rubbed it slightly. “Dry enough to touch, but not too hard, it’s not set completely.”

I reached down and lightly stroked her painted pussy. It was a weird feeling, the slick paint surface and the heat of her pussy.

“OH THAT’S DIFFERENT!” and her nipples puckered HARD!

“So this is something we might have to try again sometime?”

“DEFINATELY!”

“Let’s see how it looks with the top?” and handed her the top. I sat down on the floor like a little kid as she slipped it on. “Oh this is HOT! It looks like panties unless you know what to look for.” I reached out to slip my finger into her pussy lips. ‘Eeeek’

“And it still gives me access to my little chocolate pixie.” She hopped back away, wagging her finger at me.

“You need to get dressed mister or we’re going to find out how little moisture it takes to get this stuff off!”

I grabbed my long shorts and threw a t-shirt on, and we headed out for the zoo.

“OH SHIT!” and Nicole stutter stepped as she was lifting her leg to get in the car, just catching herself on the door.

I turned quick to see her grinning. “What’s wrong?”

“I got a breeze in my pussy when I lifted my leg, but not ON it because of the paint. This is going to be an interesting day!” She grinned, putting a foot up on the back of my seat letting her painted pussy open a bit for me to look at. I didn’t get to taste, getting my hand swatted when I tried.

We managed to get to the zoo without any more surprises. Of course Nicole got several looks throughout the day. Many from appreciative men, and I got a few thumbs up. Some of them were even treated to an ‘accidental’ nipple flash for their effort. Of course there were a few glares from some women. One bimbo with aftermarket tits actually bitch slapped her boyfriend for ignoring her while looking at Nicole, MUCH to Nicole’s delight. The only other surprise was going through one of the nocturnal exhibits.

“Nicole, was part of the club Tiffany went to heavy on the black light?”

“I think so, why?”

“Check your reflection in the glass. Seems many of the guys are enjoying your day glow g-string!” I whispered in her ear.

Nicole looked to see if there were any kids around, and then said in a bimbo voice just a little loud. “Look at that! I look so good even I’d eat me!” and then turned back and forth to look at her reflection in the glass as if no one else was there.

Two can play that game. “Be careful honey, you keep looking at your reflection in the glass like that and you’ll squirt all over everything again.” I think I heard some groans behind us.

“But you said that was a good thing! Let’s go over to the tiger cages. I want to see some wild pussy… cats!” and grabbed my hand to pull me outside.

We had a few followers over to the cat house. I put my arm around Nicole’s waist. She glanced around real quick and then moved it down under her cheek and used my hand to squeeze her own ass as we went up the stairs. “I like it when you hold my ass Daddy!”

DADDY! She was really getting into teasing these guys. ‘I know honey.” And gave it another long slow squeeze after she removed her hand.

“Daddy…, how much longer do I have to wear clothes?”

“Now honey we talked about this.”

“I know Daddy, but it feels so good to have the sunshine on my titties, and it keeps my pussy from getting too wet.”

“I know honey, I know.”

“Daddy, can we go home early today?”

OK, where is this leading? “Why do you want to go home early honey?”

“Suzie and I have been practicing our squirting, I can squirt almost three feet now.” Some body behind us lost it. “And then….”

“And then what honey?”

“And then maybe we can practice making Daddy squirt?” Hell I was ready to bend her over the rail right now!

“You girls like that do you?”

“Oh yes Daddy, especially the end where we clean your squirt off each other, I almost squirted again when Susie cleaned my titties the last couple of times!”

“Well I guess, I wouldn’t want to deprive my little girl and her best friend now would I?”

“Oh thank you Daddy!” and ran around front of me leaning back like she was pulling on my arm. Instead she was barely pulling but spreading her legs giving everyone behind us a GOOD look at her painted g-string covered pussy. “Come on Daddy, come on….”

“OK Little one.” and off we went.

As soon as we got clear of the tiger exhibit she slowed down and started a giggling fit. “Oh that was soooo much fun, but now I have to go wipe this stuff off so you can bend me over in the parking lot. I’m surprised I have any left the way I’m running down my thighs!” and she scooted to the restrooms. It seems to be taking her a while. I was getting concerned when she came out with a bit of an ashamed grin on her face. “Um….Danny….”

“Yessss….”

“Um… I have some good news and some bad news.”

“And?”

“Well I kinda got off getting the paint off, and it bahis seems I don’t get along well with that body paint. I’m getting a bit of a rash.”

“I hope that’s the good news.”

“Me too! I’m going to get you to shoot down my throat before we leave the parking lot here. Then I want to work on getting you hard and giving me another load in the parking lot when we get back to the apartment!”

“Works for me!”

True to her word I had barely started her car and pulled toward the back when she dived on me. After several strokes down her throat, she looked up at me from my crotch, “Give me your load Daddy!” That was all it took for me to remember the tease in the zoo and I unloaded everything I had built up. After she sat up, she threw a towel over my lap so she could play while she turned enough to show her pussy. Then she pulled her top sideways enough that it was only the seam catching on the tip of her nipple keeping it from popping out completely. We got back to the apartment and she started to crawl down on the console to give me another blow job, but was obviously having difficulties with the breakout.

“Babe, let’s get you inside.” She managed to get out but had trouble walking. I picked her up and headed for the apartment.

Tiffany and Cathy were on the couch playing naked pong when I carried her in. “If you two eloped and didn’t tell me I’m gonna kill someone!”

“LIKE HELL TIFFANY! I USED YOUR GREEN BODY PAINT FOR A G-STRING AND NOW I CAN’T WALK STRAIGHT!!!!”

Tiffany started to giggle and Nicole got fidgety in my arms. “Girl did you look at the expiration date on that? I got that back when we moved in.” Nicole let out a low groan. “Let’s get some antibiotic on you pronto and see how bad it is. I carried her to the bedroom and was shooed out. Seems it’s a little undignified to have to treat pussy rash.

I sat back down next to Cathy and watched her play. She kept looking at the tent in my shorts. “You know you can take those off? Just because I prefer girls doesn’t mean I don’t like to look.”

“Fair enough! I definitely enjoy looking at you!” and pulled my shirt off and lifted my hips to pull my shorts down making my cock stand strait up. About that time we heard a bunch of VERY un-lady like language from the bedroom.

“Sounds like Nicole is getting her first dose of antibiotic! Oh now that is a nice one!” And started to reach for me. “So you really like looking at me even though you know you can’t have me?”

“I can’t afford a Ferrari right now, but that doesn’t mean I don’t look at them either does it?”

“Ooooo…..Nicole was right, you do know what to say. “

“I just say what I feel.”

“Speaking of which, would you mind if I touched it? It’s been a long time.”

“Not as long as you don’t mind me staring at your tits and pussy, but I have to warn you…”

“What?”

“It’s been known to go off in the presence of hot babes!” That made her nipples pucker.

“Oh you’re terrible!” and reached out to lightly touch me. “It’s softer than I remember, and harder too!” She giggled as she got a nice firm grip on me, then laid her hand on my thigh while glancing back down at my cock between words.

“So you haven’t always been with girls?”

“Na, I did the guy thing in high school. It was OK, but I had more fun teasing than playing. The only time my nipples would tingle was in the locker room after gym. But back then I didn’t have a clue what it was. I just thought ‘what’s the big deal about sex.'” She had started to wrap her hand around my cock again and slowly stroke me while talking, not even paying attention to what she was doing.

“So what changed?”

Her hand slowed and she got a bit of a dreamy look. “It was toward the end of my junior year in high school. We were having a slumber party. I think it was seven or eight of us, and we had raided the frig for beer. So we were feeling no pain.”

“Oh now that’s quite a picture! A bunch of drunk girls running around without much on!”

“OH YEAH!” she grinned, her nipples starting to harden up with the memory, “A couple of the girls that hadn’t gotten tits yet in t-shirts. A couple in their training bras, and me and Jasmine in our nice lacy ones. They were lined of course because our MOM’s picked them out, but damn we looked good.” Her hand had stopped while she remembered. “So as the night went on and the beer flowed, we got more daring telling about what we had done with guys. Then Jasmine had the bright idea to play ‘Truth or Dare’ and that’s when things happened.” The girls with no tits lost their panties first. I was down to my panties and Jasmine was naked. She lost the next round and had to dare. This little flat chested pipsqueak, I think her name was Rebecca, dared Jasmine to kiss me. She leaned over hanging those nice tits out and gave me a quick peck on the lips.” She closed her eyes remembering it, squeezing my cock a bit as she did.

“And that was it?”

“Oh no, then the girls razzed her that wasn’t a real kiss, I mean really razzing her. She got that look. ‘So you want to see a real kiss do you?’ deneme bonusu and came over, wrapped her arms around me and gave me a tonsil inspecting lip lock. I just started quivering. I didn’t know it at the time, but that was my first orgasm.” And she was back to stroking me again. “She finally let go of me. ‘Now that’s what a real kiss is!’ and sat back with her legs crossed looking at my hard nipples with her wet pussy on display to me. We didn’t say any more that night, but we curled up together to sleep that night.”

“WOW! You keep telling stories like that and stroking me and I’m going to pop!” I was starting to ooze already. She pulled her hand away getting some pre-cum on her fingers. “Don’t be sorry, just be warned!” She grinned and looked me in the eye as she licked my juices off her fingers.

“Hmmm better than I remember.” And put her hand back around my cock. “We got together once in a while after that, but her regular girlfriend was the jealous type. I did learn to eat pussy from her though.” And she got that dreamy look again, and sat back letting go of my cock.

I thought I got a glimpse of jewelry in her pussy, same as I saw the other day when the girls were on me and she was bent over eating Tiffany. “Um Cathy?”

“Yea?”

“Is your pussy pierced?”

“Huh?, Oh yeah. I got them during collage.” And rolled her hips back and spread her legs putting her pussy on display, the rings were just large enough for her to slip her little fingers into them and spread her pussy wide open.

“Oh WOW! That makes me want to dive in!”

She giggled. “It has the same effect on Tiffany too. About the only good thing I got out of the bitch relationship. I was seeing a real butch type and she convinced me to get them pierced. One side went fine, but the other side hurt like hell when she did it. And no sex for almost two weeks really sucked.”

“They look hot, do you mind if I…?”

“No, not at all.”

I got down on the floor between her legs and touched the edges of her pussy by the rings. “Nice and smooth, no scar tissue. So why was it the bitch relationship?” and started slowly stroking the inside of her pussy lips. As she held herself open with her fingers in the rings.

“After getting me to get my pussy pierced I found out she was recruiting me for her Master. He would tie her up and spank her. Bind her tits up or flat to her chest. Stuff these huge dildos in her and then make her walk around with a girdle to keep them forced into place while she serviced him and his buddies. Hang all sorts of things from her nipple and pussy piercings. Even put a dog leash on her nose ring!”

She was really starting to tense up. “So that explains your reaction to Nicole calling me Master last night.”

“Yeah, sorry about that. I guess my outlook on that kind of thing was more than a little tainted.”

I saw Tiffany come out of the bedroom, and then put a finger to her lips so I wouldn’t say anything. She leaned back on one of the stools and spread her pussy to play with herself. “So did what Nicole say last night make sense?”, while I kept lightly stroking her pussy making her nipples pucker again.

“Once I really started listening to her it did, even if I was still pissed off!” She grinned, “But what you did to her was out of this world! Making her cum without even touching her. Oh that’s nice.” I had started stroking her pussy from top to bottom, at times taking a little dip into her wetness.

“That’s easy!”

“Nobody has ever made me cum like you did her!”

“It takes time. It’s not what I tell her to do, it’s that I remind her of what we’ve done before.”

“HUH?”

“Close your eyes, now think of the most sensuous time Tiffany has ever sucked your tits and played with your nipples.” Her eyes flashed back open. “No, close your eyes. Now I’m going to keep going, but I want something in return.”

She hadn’t closed her eyes yet. “Like what?” with ‘the look’.

“The most I’m going to do is play like this unless you tell me otherwise. If I get you to cum, I get to lick you clean and see if I can get you to squirt.”

“You’re on! This pussy cums for no man!” she bragged confidently, before she leaned back, pulled her fingers from her rings, waived for me to continue, and then closed her eyes.

“Now remember when Tiffany was really getting into you. Her light kiss on your lips, your nose.” Tiffany motioned to her ear lobes. And then put her fingers back in her pussy. “Think about her working her way around your neck to nibble on your ears.” Her pussy was getting wetter and she was starting to reach for her tits and groan. “Sucking, nibbling, and the occasional little bite and tug.” She arched her back and inhaled. “Working her way down your chest toward those luscious tits and nipples, but teasing by going around the outside. Out and under on the sensitive areas that are caressed only by your satin bras or her fingers when she cups you from behind.”

She was getting really wet now and her pussy lips were turning dark. “She’s going back and forth, up and down getting so close to your nipple but not quite getting there. And just when you’re not expecting it, she latches onto your nipple like a starving kid trying to suck your very being from you.” There was a little shudder, but not an orgasm. “And just as suddenly as she started she pulls away.”

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Moyna: Not the First, Not the Last

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My ass hurt already. This wasn’t a good sign. I kept my head down, eyes to the ground like a good kajira does. Yes, I was in pain, but I didn’t show it. Pain only leads to more pain.

“Kneel.” His voice filled in where the smacking stopped. I did what I was told, shakily, unable to see my surroundings. The blindfold was pulled tight, ensuring I was properly restrained in that area. I felt him kneel behind me, trailing his hand down my arm. It was nearly a caress until he moved my hand. Slowly, I was guided up my bare leg, leading to the heat of my sex. One of my own fingers were inserted, then two. Quietly he whispered in my ear. “Move them, slowly.” In an out, feeling my own wetness as he removed his hand from mine. Behind me, he moved. I knew not where until suddenly I felt something on my mouth. I opened it, feeling his cock enter in, the length of it nearly filling my mouth.

I squeezed my eyes shut, which was a pointless gesture. I concentrated on pleasing him, moving my head forward, taking him all in, running my tongue up and down the length of his shaft. Until he pulled away. Dumbfounded, I faced him, wishing I could see his expression. “Keep moving… you’ve stopped.” Meekly I nodded, continuing to pulse my fingers in… out… feeling his head touch my lips again. It was harder this time, concentrating on his pleasure and my own. I took him deep in my mouth, until his head touch the back of my throat, ramming my fingers in at the same time. Then I pulled out, fingers and his Tipobet cock, shoving both back in. It was enough to make my head roll.

Slowly he pulled out, and I could hear him step away. I kept moving my fingers, he hadn’t told me to stop yet after all.

“Stop.” I did as I was told, not wanting anymore punishment. “Clean your fingers.” I brought my fingers to my lips, tentatively licking the juices from them. One finger, slowly, sensually, then another, tasting my sweet wine. They were clean all too soon. “Stand, Moyna.” He used my name, a good sign. I had pleased him. I brought myself to my feet and felt a tug on my leash. I stepped forward, tug after tug until I didn’t feel any more. He tugged on one hand, pulling it up and placing it on the wall, then the other. He kicked my legs apart so I was spread eagle. Then he turned me, bending me over a chair. I braced myself for what would happen next.

The whip was swift. But painful, the tails coming down on my ass one after another, all at the same time, yet not. One, two, three. I lost track. All I knew was the pain on my ass… then pleasure, as he inserted a finger into my sex. He buried it deep, followed by a second… then a third. The pain returned, but this time it was matched with pleasure as he pumped his fingers in and out of me. Thrust and smack, smack then thrust. My legs trembled under me and I moved my arms to steady myself before I fell on the floor. He stopped and my ass throbbed. So did my wet sex, Tipobet Giriş but that was different. I was hungry for more.

“Move to the bed, Moyna.” My name again. I walked to the bed, moving slowly, trying not to stumble. I was still blindfolded and more than a little disoriented. I kneeled on the bed, hoping he wouldn’t ask me to lie on my back. Of course, what a kajira wants won’t happen, and vice versa. I was quickly tied to my back, spread eagle once again. A vibrating noise caught my attention. Suddenly I felt it touch the side of my leg. It slid up slowly, teasing me until it just sat at the opening to my sex. It sat there, vibrating softly, touching my entrance but only barely. I, however, made no noise to let him know of my wants, or my needs. If I spoke, it they would be denied. To be silent might mean reward.

A small kiss was placed upon my clit, gentle lips, sending shivers up and down my body. A kiss, then another. The vibrator moved slowly inside me, filling me easily and quickly. In, out, in… he held it there as he bit my leg. I held back the gasp of pain that threatened to escape. He held it for a long moment, thrusting the vibrator in and out, teasing my clit with it before letting go. I was almost dizzy from the pain, and glad I was blindfolded, otherwise I would be seeing stars. He shifted around, until he was on top of me. I opened my mouth before he could command, taking his cock fully into my mouth. It hit the back again, and I coughed Tipobet Güncel Giriş softly. Adjusting slightly, I managed, moving my head as much as I could. It mattered little to me, as he moved from kisses to licking, long, slow licks placed upon my clit, one after another. He was torturing me, he knew it. Long and slow as he thrust his shaft into my mouth. I tried to concentrate on him, the task becoming increasingly difficult as he worked his way around my pussy. Licking the top, drawing his tongue across me, then shoving the vibrator inside. Furiously I sucked on him, working on milking him with my mouth.

“Cum for me, Moyna… cum now…” It was all the command I needed as relented a tad, sucking gently as I let myself escape in the pleasure. He rammed the vibrator again, holding it in as he licking up and down, slowly, faster, slow again. As he picked up speed, I couldn’t control myself, shuddering against him. He pulled out of my mouth, drawing the vibrator out and put it against my lips. I licked it passively, worn out for the moment. I wouldn’t be long as I felt him enter me, hard and ready. I gasped, but he kept the vibrator at my mouth, forcing it in a little as I cleaned it off. He tossed it aside, thrusting against me roughly, even leaning down to take a few bites of my shoulder. My spleen was bruised, I could feel it, but he didn’t care. I was strained against my restraints, until finally I felt the spasm of his release. He collapsed on top of me, still pulsing. Pushing up on his hands and knees, he moved, placing his cock in my mouth. I cleaned it, tasting the sweet flavor of our combined effort, my sex and his. At last he was clean… and pleased. He removed my restraints and I heard his voice soften as he spoke.

“Enough for today, Moyna.”

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My Enslavement

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It was late in February 2016, one year ago this month. I was walking home from my job at the hospital where I worked as an admissions clerk. It was a three mile walk and it gave me plenty of time to feel sorry for myself.

The last few years had been rough to say the least. It started with oil shortages which lead to an economic depression. Millions of people were unemployed. Then in 2015 the flu pandemic began. It hit too fast for anyone to prepare. The government was failing. We often had rolling black outs. I heard rumors that some cities in the Midwest were running out of food.

All I knew for sure was that the hospital I worked at was a living hell. When the flu first struck we were swarmed with panicked people. Most of them weren’t even sick yet. As winter approached more people came to us for help and we had to start turning them away. There were beds set up in every available space, but we still didn’t have enough room.

The morgue struggled as well. By the end of December bodies were everywhere. People were leaving the dead to lie on the streets like garbage.

I guess I should have felt lucky. I had a job, even if it didn’t pay regularly. Spring was nearing and, so far, I was still alive. I got sick that November, but I survived.

However, my fiancé and parents did not.

I continued thinking about my life as I walked. Soon, I had the eerie feeling that someone was following me. I stopped and turned around. It was dark and I couldn’t see anything. I was in a subdivision about a mile away from my house. It appeared to have electricity, but there was little light on the street. I thought I saw something move in a shadow.

I kept walking, faster this time, my instincts told me to run, but I ignored them. I felt stupid for walking home alone. I should have saved enough money for gas or found a ride. I was twenty four years old and I suppose I would be considered attractive. To make matters worse, the police presence was scarce since the pandemic.

Suddenly, someone grabbed me from behind. I tried to scream, but they stifled it with their hand. I could tell from the size that it was a man’s hand. I tried to kick at him, but I could not make contact. I felt him lift up my heavy coat and jam something metal into my side. My muscles went limp and I fell to the ground in a heap. My mind was still aware and I knew he used a stun gun on me.

The man picked me up and threw my limp body over his shoulder. I could not see his face. He carried me a short distance and then he stopped in front of a house. I was beginning to regain some feeling in my limbs and I was desperately willing them to move. My heart was beating irregularly. I thought I was going to die of fright. The man carried me into the house shutting the door behind us. He threw me on the floor and I landed hard on my ass. I got a good look at him for the first time. He was around thirty years old and his head was shaved. He was wearing a sweatshirt and jeans. He looked solemn as he turned and locked the deadbolt.

He turned back to me. “What’s your name?”

“Vivian.” I said shakily.

“Get up.” he ordered.

I struggled to get my legs to support me. They trembled as I stood up.

“Come with me.” he said.

I looked at him, dumbfounded. He grabbed my hand and dragged me down a hallway to a bedroom.

The bedroom scared me even more. Everything in it was black, except for the thick shiny chains that hung from the ceiling in a corner of the room. It was definitely something you wouldn’t find in most suburban homes.

“Let’s get this over with.” he stated coldly, “You are my new slave. You will not leave this house unless I allow it. Now, strip.”

He spoke to me with such authority that I actually started to take my coat off. I caught myself and stopped. He frowned at me.

“You will learn to do as you’re told, Vivian.”

I was not prepared for the slap that landed across my face. It knocked me sideways bringing tears to my eyes. He tackled me and tore off my clothes. He had the unnatural ability to put me in positions that were so painful, I could offer little resistance.

When I was naked he led me by my long hair to the corner of the room with the chains. He fastened my wrists to them and pulled them tight. He stopped when my arms were suspended over my head. I felt as if my shoulders were going to be pulled out of their sockets. Facing the corner, I could not see what he was doing, though from the sounds I heard, I guessed that he was getting undressed. I heard some other noises as well, but I couldn’t tell what they were.

It seemed like I was there forever, hanging in the dark corner, listening to shuffling and other less discernable sounds, before he finally returned and shoved a rubber ball into my mouth. It had straps that went around my face to the back of my head. He secured it so I could not get it out. I moaned as I realized what was happening. I had only been with two men, but I was not naive. I knew Tipobet what to expect next, as he walked away, leaving me once again to stare in horror at the darkened shadows of the corner.

This time he did not leave me waiting. The next sound I heard was the crack of a whip as it landed across my back. I screamed into the gag. I was sure that my flesh was being ripped open with each blow that rained down on my backside. It didn’t take long before I was sobbing. After an eternity, he stopped and unchained me. I now had a full view of him through my teary eyes. He was slightly muscular and several inches taller than me. My eyes couldn’t help but drift down to his hard cock.

“If I take the gag out, do you promise to be quiet?” he asked in a calm voice that gave me chills.

I nodded my head. My jaw ached almost as bad as my back and I would have promised anything if it got him to take it out.

He undid the straps and I pushed it out of my mouth quickly. He turned me around and kissed me softly on the forehead, as his hands moved over my breasts. Gently, he caressed them until my nipples were hard. He traced his fingertips lightly down my sides, over the curves of my hips, around to my ass, tightly squeezing it.

I gasped at the pain. He smiled a little and led me to his bed. I thought about protesting, but I have to confess that I am a coward when it comes to pain. I could not bear the thought of being whipped like that again.

He pushed me onto my back causing me to yelp. My legs were draped over the edge of the bed. He knelt down between them. I felt his tongue touch my clit. It seemed more sensitive than normal and I jumped when he touched it. I was surprised that I was able to get any pleasure from this after the torturous hell he had just put me through.

He licked my clit for a long time before moving down to the opening of my pussy. He impaled me with his tongue and I moved my hips towards his face. He moved back up to my clit and began tonguing it in earnest. Despite my fears and shame I could feel my orgasm building. I began moaning softly as it approached. I felt numb as I came for him.

I was allowed to recover for a moment before he rolled me over. “Get on your knees.” he instructed.

I did as I was told. I put my knees on the edge of the bed and put my face down. I expected him to start fucking me, but he leaned over me and kissed the back of my neck. He continued kissing and gently biting down my back. I couldn’t help but feel aroused. He seemed to instinctively know where all of my sensitive spots were.

I was ready to beg him to fuck me when I felt his cock touch my pussy. He slowly forced it inside me until I could feel the base of his cock touching my shaved pussy. I moaned again as he began fucking me. His slow pace was driving me insane. I squeezed my pussy around his cock and pushed back against him. He finally increased his pace and thrust harder into me until I was screaming into the mattress. I came again, this time without warning, and I felt lightheaded with the intensity of it. As my orgasm subsided, I could feel his cock twitch inside of me followed by the warmth of his cum filling my pussy.

He pulled out of me and I laid down on the bed. I was still in a daze from the two massive orgasms I just had. I watched him turn off the light and climb into the bed next to me. He pulled me into his arms and held me. He gently caressed my hair. I stared blankly off into space trying to comprehend the evening’s events. I felt his cum dripping out of me. I don’t know how long we laid there.

I was startled out of my trance when I heard a baby cry. It was the last sound in the world I expected to hear.

The man groaned. “Follow me.” He said as he got out of bed. He turned on the light again and put on a bathrobe. He tossed me one as well. “Put this on.”

I did and followed him out of the room. We went back into the hall and into another bedroom. It was lit dimly by a nightlight. To my shock there was not one crib, but two. Each one held a small baby. They both looked like tiny angels. They were pale with dark brown hair. The same color as mine. Their features were perfect and they looked similar. Expect one was wearing pink and the other blue.

“Are they both yours?” I blurted out.

“Yes. Twins. I need help.” I was beginning to realize he was a man of few words.

“I don’t know anything about babies.” This was the truth. I had never even held a baby this small.

“If I learned, so can you.” he said as he picked the girl up.

I watched him take care of them and he handed me the boy. He showed me how to hold him. I was amazed at how gentle this monster of a man had suddenly become. I followed him back to the kitchen. He showed me how to fix their formula. As I helped him feed them I asked, “What are their names…and yours?”

“Their names are Alex and Andrea… You will call me ‘Sir'”

“Where is their mother?” I figured this was a stupid Tipobet Giriş question too, but I needed to be sure.

“She’s dead.” He looked me in the eye. I looked away from him.

“I’m sorry.” I said truthfully. No one knew why, but the flu seemed to kill more women than men. Children also seemed to have better odds of surviving it.

“Did you get sick?” he asked.

“Yes, a few months ago.”

We did not speak again until later when the babies were asleep again. He gave me a nightgown to wear and we got back in his bed.

“I have to go back to work in a few days. I need you to watch the babies.” he told me.

I could not wrap my brain around his statement. This could not be real. Why would he kidnap a stranger to watch his children? “Why me?” I finally asked.

“There is no one else. I’ve looked.” He turned on his side and faced away from me.

I didn’t say anything else. I stayed in his bed, awake for hours. I thought about trying to escape, but I was afraid of the consequences. When a baby cried, he woke up and I followed him again to help. This routine went on for two more days.

During that time I felt like I was in a trance. He told me that I could wear any of his wife’s clothes I wanted. On both nights he tied me to the bed and toyed with me before fucking me senseless.

It was the evening of my third day there when he told me, “Tomorrow morning I’m going back to work.” He handed me a phone. “If you need anything you can call me. It’s the only number the phone will call.”

“What do you do?”

He didn’t answer me for a long time. Then he said, “I’m a police officer.”

I couldn’t help but giggle at the irony.

He ignored my outburst and said that all he really cared about was that I took care of his kids. With that out of the way, he proceeded to bend me over his lap. He pulled up my gown to expose my bare ass. He began by rubbing it firmly. Next, he lightly touched my pussy and thighs with his fingers. I squirmed on his lap and he slapped me hard on the ass. He rubbed my ass again and slapped it over and over. This didn’t hurt like the whipping. I was amazed that I was feeling aroused by it and noticed I was getting wet.

He stopped and pulled me up so I was sitting on his lap. He continued fondling my breasts and pussy, but he never touched me enough to make me cum.

I couldn’t take his teasing anymore. “Fuck me.” I whispered in his ear.

He threw me off his lap onto the bed. At first, I thought I angered him. He pulled his shorts off and climbed on top of me. I bent my knees to give him easier access to my waiting pussy. He guided his hard cock to my pussy and slammed it inside. “Oh, god.” I groaned as he started fucking me. It was not long before I came. He grunted as he came and let all of his weight down on me. I could feel my pussy involuntarily contracting around his cock as he laid on top of me.

That night, for the first time since my abduction, I slept peacefully.

The next morning I got up with him. He got ready for work and I started taking care of the babies. After he left, I sighed with relief that I was alone in the house. While the babies slept I started exploring. I checked all of the windows and doors. They all had burglar bars on the outside. All of the doors had deadbolts that locked from the inside. I could open the windows, but I didn’t see anyone on the street. Not that they would be able to help me anyway. What would they do…call the police?

There was no phone; except for the one he gave me, or computer. I had no way to easily escape. I sat on the couch and thought about my predicament. I figured if I tried hard enough I could escape. I thought about getting a knife from the kitchen, hiding it under the mattress, and stabbing him while he slept.

Despite what he had done to me, I didn’t think I could go through with that plan. Even if I did, I wondered where I would go. I would have to get out of town. I settled on the fact that I was here until he released me. It wasn’t so bad; I tried to rationalize to myself. At least I don’t have to go back to my awful job.

I got up and set about exploring the house again. If I was trapped here I wanted to learn as much as I could about the man keeping me here. I didn’t even know his name. I noticed as I went from room to room that there was a lack of personal items. No photos, no mail, or any personal documents.

It was in the last room I looked in that day, his bedroom, where I finally found something of interest. I opened a huge wooden trunk at the base of the bed. I gasped as I saw that it was full of sex toys. I dug though them, looking at each one. I was concerned that I didn’t even know what most of them were for. At the bottom of the trunk I found some books and a small photo album. I looked through the books first. One was a how-to manual for bondage, another was about being dominant, and the other about being submissive. I decided I would read through those Tipobet Güncel Giriş later. I opened the photo album. The first picture was of a stunning blonde. She was naked, blindfolded, and tied to the bed. I looked up, it was this bed. I surmised this must have been his wife. The rest of the pictures were mostly of this woman in different poses. There were also some pictures of her with another woman.

I put everything back in place except for the books about domination and submission.

I spent the next two weeks reading bits and pieces from the books and busying myself around the house. I started having dinner ready for him when he got home. We would eat at the dining room table together. I would tell him what his children did during the day and he seemed to enjoy this. He still spoke very little to me, but he continued to fuck me every night. He always held me afterwards. I found myself secretly beginning to look forward to our sessions in the bedroom. The books had intrigued me as well.

“Sir, may I ask you something?” I asked one night at dinner.

He looked up at me from his meal, I think I surprised him with my sudden question, “What?”

“Are you going to let me go soon?”

He looked annoyed. “Not likely.”

“Then will you take me to my house so I can get some of my own things? I know no one is looking for me and I promise I won’t be any trouble.” I said this as fast as I could. I was afraid I was going to earn myself a beating.

“What things?”

I was elated that he hadn’t immediately said no. “Just some clothes and some photos of my family.”

“Make a list and I’ll get them for you.”

“Please, Sir, I’d rather get them myself. I haven’t been outside for weeks. I swear I won’t run away…please.” I tried to sound as meek and submissive as possible.

“I’ll think about it.” He went back to his dinner.

This answer satisfied me and I dropped the subject for the rest of the evening.

Later that night we went to his bedroom. This was apparently going to be one of the nights he didn’t fuck me. I scolded myself for feeling disappointed. My thoughts turned to the books I was reading and I decided to try something tomorrow morning. It was a Saturday and he usually did not work on the weekends.

I awoke before he did. I waited a long time before I got the courage to try it. Slowly, I pulled the blanket off him. I managed to peel his shorts down without waking him up. I kept my eyes on his face as I lowered my lips to his cock. I gently took the head of it in my mouth. I slowly swirled my tongue around the head and worked my way down. I could feel it pulsing and growing hard against my tongue and lips. I looked up at him again and saw that he was watching me.

“This won’t earn you any favors you know.” he said.

I slid his cock back out of my mouth and looked up at him innocently, “It won’t hurt will it?”

He chuckled, “No…no it won’t.”

I couldn’t help but smile at him. I could not remember hearing him laugh before. I shook the moment off and resumed my work by licking the silky head of his cock. I took the length of it back into my mouth. I ran my tongue under it as I increased my pace. I could feel his thighs and balls tighten against my hands and I knew he was going to cum soon. I moved my head up and down as fast as I could.

“Oh, yes, baby that’s it.” He moaned as he came in my mouth. His cum was thick and salty against my tongue. I quickly swallowed it. I flicked the head of his cock with my tongue to make sure I got everything before I released him from my mouth. I got off of him and laid back down next to him, exhausted.

“You’re very good at that. I should’ve had you do that sooner.” He kissed me on the mouth.

We eventually got up and I was overjoyed when he told me later that day that we were going to my house. He brought out two slings for the babies. He helped me put one over each of my shoulders. I wondered if this was his way of making sure I didn’t try to run. It was all I could do to walk.

We arrived at my house and he helped me gather the things I wanted. It felt strange to be there. It was like I had been gone for years. I tried very hard to not do anything that would make him think I was planning something. We made it back to his house without incident.

After that day, he was more relaxed with me. He started telling me about his days at work. As the weather warmed he would take me and the children outside occasionally. The flu season was ending and we saw more people each time we went out. The warmer weather seemed to bring renewed hope.

One sweltering summer day he came home to find me asleep on the couch. The twins were teething and I was getting little sleep. They were finally taking a nap. I had sat on the couch with the intention of reading. I hadn’t planned to fall asleep and I left the book about submission lying next to me.

“Doing a little reading?” he smirked at me as I tried to open my heavy eyes.

“What?” I wasn’t conscious enough to figure out what he was referring to. I looked down and saw the book. My face must have turned crimson. I guiltily looked up at him. “I’m sorry. I hope you don’t mind. I was just curious.”

“Have you learned anything?” he asked.

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