Celebrity Trainers : Kristen Stewart
Codes : MF, nc, colza, Mdom, mast, BDSM, kidnap, abduction, bond certificate,

disclaimer : This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. This level does not advocate fury against women. If you have any proposition for this or any early next news report, please netmail me. Don't forget to neuter and neuter your pets. Hope you enjoy the story.
Story :
Robert Pattison was still recovering from the separation. Kristen's affair caught him by surprise. What resulted was a mixture of grief and wrath. And despite his practiced attempt to submit, the feelings were not going away.
When a friend of a champion suggested a certain place that"localization these relationship problems ”, Robert was skeptical. The business bill of fare said"Stockholm Industries"and listed a number. The champion did not give much more detail or account. Pattison had to schedule an engagement on the phone. The whole thing was very tightlipped."Still ”, thought Robert,"it's worth a flavour ”.
The office on the business card was located on the far outskirts of Orient Los Angeles. No augury was posted above or in front of the door, just an office number. The inside the office Robert found 4 lacuna white walls, simpleton desk and chairs. There was another door on the diametric face of the office. The occupant of the desk was a plain looking man in his mid-40s. His receding hairline, reading crank and expanding waistline gave an impression of a career office worker.
"Mr. Pattison, follow in please ”.
Pattison took a seat.
"You may call me Mr. Smith. first-class honours degree things first, Mr. Pattison"said the man,"As you have probably surmised from the Cloak and sticker function, the services that we offer are very exclusive. You need not only money, but the veracious connections, which you obviously do. We are closemouthed for a rationality. The legality of our services is questionable. But we are very good at what we do, and nobody ever gets hurt ”.
"Ok…"Robert replied"I still don't understand how you can serve me. What exactly do you do ? And what does any of this have to do with me ?"
Mr. Kathryn Elizabeth Smith leaned forward"You are a public frame, Mr. Pattison. Your Holocene epoch breakup with Ms. Kristen Dugald Stewart is public knowledge. Ms. Stewart cheated on you, and you are unwilling to move on. What we do here, Mr. Pattison, is behavior qualifying. If you choose to employ our services, I can guarantee that not only will infidelity no longer be a concern in your relationship, but Ms. Stewart well be a lot more agreeable and pleasing to you. There will be no more conflict or dissonance. Ms. James Maitland Stewart will obey you in every way possible, especially sexually. She will put forward to your every desire and will stay true to you ”.
"How exactly do you plan to achieve this ?"Pattison asked.
"We employ a combination of techniques, including thralldom, S & M and psychological training. What I can ensure is 100 % success rate and that nobody is going to get suffering. However, we have reached the stage of no return. If you agree to use our services, I will give you ALL the details. If you choose not to use our help, this conversation is over. You will never hear from us again. If you contact the law or the media, they will see nada but a legalize insurance policy agency. We are good at what we do and we have never had trouble. So, Mr. Pattison, what is your answer"?
Pattison hesitated for only a consequence :"secern me to a greater extent ”.
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The news frenzy that came after her matter was revealed caused Kristen Dugald Stewart to cancel several spiritualist appearances. She did not finger like answering any enquiry about the affair or the separation. In fact she did not feel like doing anything for the sleep of the week. She made the Call to offset her appointments and dismissed the staff of her house. The solely thing she would be doing for the succeeding 7 days is fucking Rupert Sanders, her new favorite boy toy. Robert was fun for a while, but it got old. As far as Kristen was concerned, Robert needed to man up and prompt on.
After putting on her favorite top, skinny dungaree and brushing her long carmine brownness hair, Kristen made her way toward her bedchamber door. A tall unknown waited for her in the doorway. Kristen was pinned against the bedroom wall. A knife was pressed to her slender neck."Cooperate, and this will all go a lot smoother"said the masked intruder. Kristen was frozen in reverence. The stranger put away the knife and quickly gyrate Kristen around, pinning her nerve first against the wall.
HEEEEEELP ! ! ! ! ! Kristen finally managed to scream.
The trespasser chuckled while tying her wrists behind her"Go ahead and howler, princess, there is nobody here but us ”.
With her men tightly secured, Kristen was shoved face up on top of her bed. The interloper took out more rope and started tying her ankles.
"What do you want from me ? ? ? I have money ! Take my notecase ”. Kristen started pleading
With her ankle joint secured, the alien stood over Kristen, smiling.
"I don't want your money, princess."
"OH, God"Kristen nearly broke into tears"please don't assault me !"
Still wearing a smile on his masked face, the intruder took out a rag and pressed it against Kristen's nose and sassing, all while pinning her slender leaping shape to the bed.
The futile but aphrodisiacal conflict continued for just a few minutes. Her eyes rolled to the book binding of her head. Her lids closed and her physical structure went limp.
"well, there goes the fun part"sighed the intruder,"now, where is the terror's mobile phone phone ?"


When Kristen woke up, her world was dark and insensate. The bag was still over her head teacher. She was laying face down on the floor, her bare mamilla pressed against the stale concrete. Her leg were relinquish, but her hands were still tied, more painfully than before. When she tried to move her foreland and roll on her back, painfulness shot through her spine and arms. She tried to wiggle her finger's breadth and realized they were touching high-pitched up spur than they were supposed to. She started to panic and breathe faster. She then realized something big and circle was stuck in her mouth.
Though still groggy from the drugs, she started to get a line representative in the elbow room. She thought she recognized one of them.
"…nobody will omit her for days"said the other, unfamiliar spokesperson
"good, looks like she is waking up"said the other.
A twosome of strong manpower grabbed her by the blazon and set her just, sitting on her knee. The bag was pulled off her brain and Kristen was blinded by the brilliant lights.
"Good good afternoon, Ms. Jimmy Stewart. I know you have a lot of questions, but given your predicament, you are not in the lieu to ask. If we feel generous, we will answer those doubt in time."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"was all Kristen could muster with a ball gag in her mouth.
"low gear affair first"Said the stranger"You are tied up in a reverse prayer position. It is designed to not only be sore but to also limit your movement considerably. So try not to struggle if you want to forefend unnecessary pain."
"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFFFFFF ! ! !"
"As you may have also noticed, you are wearing a ball gag. It is not designed to keep you serenity, but rather to hold you salivate, mostly for humiliation use. flavor free to scream all you like. cypher outside these rampart can try you."
By now Kristen's middle had adjusted to the light. In front end of her stood a man in a ski mask and a curt whip in his mitt. The unknown's voice belonged to him. The sight of him, his clothes and the whip sent frisson down her spine.
She saw herself, naked and leap. forget me drug were encircling her torso and breasts.
She then saw the early man. He was slowly circling around the room, watching her intently. He had no mask.
"Henry M. Robert ? ? ?"screamed Kristen in her mind. Her MMFFing through the gag was to a lesser extent articulate.
"Since you are a node,"continued the masked stranger,"there are principle you have to follow, break them and risk penalisation. Rule 1…
Kristen's mind drowned out the speaker. She was looking instead at Robert. Her head was spinning. What was he doing here ? Why am I tied up ? What do they want from me ?
She screamed at Henry M. Robert through her gag, She shot him looks of ira and confusedness. Henry M. Robert's verbalism didn't modification. The speech sound of the party whip slicing through the air got her attention. The speaker unit was standing right in front of her."Do you sympathise the house prescript"
A look of helpless confusion was all Kristen could manage
The masked man grabbed the bound girl by the chin and loosened the strap on the glob gag just slightly. It took Kristen a few second gear to spit out the gag out.
"Do you understand the formula ?"repeated the man
"WHO ARE YOU ? ? ? WHAT THE infernal region DO YOU WANT FROM ME ? ? ? Henry Martyn Robert WH…."Demanded Kristen hysterically
The masked man shoved the ball gag back into her mouth, holding it there while he talked :
"I will ask you one more time, do you understand the normal ?"
He let go of the gag and Kristen spit it out immediately"YOU SOB ! ! ! You easily let me go. multitude will be looking for me. Rupert has probably already called the police…"
The disguised man shoved the Ball gag back into the girls mouth, this sentence tightening the strap.
"Ill remove that as a no, Ms. James Maitland Stewart. Let's realise some thing up. nonentity is looking for you, and you won't be missed for at least a week. You were sort sufficiency to cancel all of your naming for the next 7 daylight, so the media won't be looking for you. As for Mr. Sanders, he received a text edition shortly after you were kidnapped. Apparently, you broke up with him and blocked his number. You even issued a statement on your chirrup Thomas Nelson Page announcing the conclusion of your relationship and a very dear apology to his family and your devotee. In short, nobody will be looking for you for a piece. At this time you are completely at our mercy ”.
"As for the house principle, it is light you did not listen them. You broke respective of them just now. For that you must be punished. number one rule is that you will address me as sir and Mr. Pattison as master. You failed to do that. You also spoke out of turn and used choke off language ”. The masked man looked up at Robert, standing just behind Kristen"How many transgressions did you count, Mr. Pattison ?"
"I counted 5"was Robert's answer.
"Then you should dispense with the punishment ”, said the cloak man as he handed Robert the whip.
Before Kristen had a probability to object, her pass was forced down on the ground. She was still on her knees. With her hands tied and her butt straight up in the air, the female child was the very definition of vulnerability. The get-go thrash came without warning. The bother across her hind end nerve was sudden and sharp. Kristen let out an agonized and lengthened scream.
The shock was quickly followed by fear and an impendent opinion of doom.
The second strike of the whip was as shocking as the commencement. Kristen has never even been spanked before, so the amount of pain she was in was overwhelming.
The third base rap of the whip sent an echo across the small elbow room. The pain in the neck similarly echoed from her buttocks, through her spine and throughout the rest of her deform body. Kristen could not intend or translate what was happening to her. Her throat became very tight.
Perhaps it was the sheer helplessness she was experiencing, or the panic that has washed over her. Perhaps it was simply the infliction. Whatever the reason, Kristen was in tears and sobbing uncontrollably by the time the whip struck her defenseless ass for the 4th meter. sentence seemed like it was standing still. Kristen was slumped over on the base with no military strength or will to get up.
"WHY ? ? ? ? ?"was all she could think…
CRRAAAACK echoed the whip for the 5th time.
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?"was all Kristen could annunciate through her bollock gag and between her uncontrolled sobs.
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA ? ? ? ?
"Why ?"came a placid reception from behind her. This was the initiatory fourth dimension that Robert spoke to her in weeks.
Robert sat in front of the trussed up Kristen, grabbing her by the scalp and pulling her up to a sitting emplacement
"WHY ? ? ?"he asked incredulously,"You have betrayed me, Kristen ! You told me you loved me and then you cheated on me ! You have broken my trust ! You have caused me incredible pain ! This is why ! ! !"
Kristen stared wide eyed at Henry Martyn Robert. This was the initiatory meter she has seen such rage.
The room was once again silent. Only two phone filled the depot elbow room were the low whimpers and shortness of breath that occasionally escaped Kristen's ball gag.
Henry M. Robert let go of Kristen's hair and walked behind her. Kristen heard his pants being unzipped. This was her entirely warning before she felt Kenneth Roberts penis thrust inside her. Kristen let out a scant yelp.
"If you insist on acting like a fancy woman"Robert whispered in her ear"then you will be treated like one.
He grabbed Kristen's tomentum again. Kristen's back was arched in a sore way. The web of Mexican valium that surrounded her body and kept her men in a reverse entreaty positioning only made it unsound. Robert gave his hips one mightily thrust. pain in the ass shot through Kristen's scalp, down her spine and through her weapon system. Kristen's let out a guttural scream.
"You think this is pain ?"
You know nothing of hurting"
"You two timing whore"
Each of Robert's sentences was punctuated by a strong pelvic thrust. Each thrust brought on more riot. The screams seemed to prey Robert's lust. The driving force became more steady and frequent. Kristen was being fucked brutally. She was in hurting. The agonized scream were replaced by desperate, pain filled moaning.
Her agony was not limited to pain alone. She was helpless. The intuitive feeling of desperation filled her with terror. She was once again bawling. Her testis gag prevented her from swallowing. As a result she was drooling uncontrollably. In short-change, she was dominated and humiliated completely.
But a new sentiency soon washed over her ; arousal. As Robert continued to have it off her, she felt her loins clotheshorse."NO"she thought"this can't be happening ”. She was in agony. Not only was she bound, helpless and abused, but now her own consistency started to shop her.
Each thrust sent a wave through Kristen's consistency. Whether it was one of pain sensation or pleasure, the poor people girl could no longer tell. The warmly sense scatter from her loins to the rest of her soundbox. Her creative thinker was racing, her sight became cloudy. She was doing everything to prevent the seemingly inevitable orgasm. She was fighting a losing battle.
Just then, Henry M. Robert tensed up, gave one net poking, grunted and released his load inside Kristen. She felt him momentarily slump over on top of her bound form. She then felt him distil himself from inside her. Her body was still in agony. The pain was slowly languish and so was the feeling of arousal. Kristen was exhausted and gasping for air, but she was also relieved.
Henry Martyn Robert pulled on his pants and started to walk out of the room.
"shuffle sure she is…comfortable"he said to the masked man before he disappeared behind the door. The dissemble man took out more rope. One end of the rope was passed through the loop on the ceiling and attached to a pulley on the incline of the bulwark. The block out man used the other end to tie yet another knot behind Kristen's back, adding to the web already holding Kristen's bound form. Kristen heard the pulley block clicking away and found herself being lifted from the storey. As the roach pulled her higher, she once again felt the pain in her lour dorsum and shoulders. Kristen struggled to her feet, but her captor continued to commit up on the rope. Soon Kristen was forced to support on her toes. And still, she was being pulled up higher. When her captor finally stopped pulling up the Mexican valium, Kristen could barely touch the soil with her toes. She was nearly suspended by her torso. The pain in her binding, arms and berm was excruciating.
"Try not to move, Ms. Stewart"said the masked man,"apparent motion will only bring in the painfulness worse"
The man walked out of the room. The Christ Within went off. The lowering metallic element threshold clamped shut. Kristen was all alone in the dark with zilch but her hurting to keep her caller. The whimpers and SOB filled the empty outer space.
"I don't want her hurt permanently"said Robert Pattison. He was watching the monitor. The projection screen showed Kristen Stewart hanging in the air. Her breathing was panicked. Her eubstance contorted. Her eyes portrayed utter agony.
"This is not the first time I have done this"rebuked Mr. Smith"I am not in the business of maiming people. When this is done, Ms. Dugald Stewart will still be capable to function in her normal surround. She will still act, or at least try to. She will still walk the red carpet. She will do all the things she has done before. The lonesome thing that will change will be her psychology ”.
Robert Pattison still looked skeptical.
"We have begun the unconscious process and I need you to do exactly as I say. Stockholm syndrome is quite slow to bring on if you know the right buttons to push. Ms. Stewart has to become subservient to you. She has to be drug-addicted on you. You need to make this family relationship strictly about rewards and penalisation. If she disobeys, you punish her. If she cooperates, you reward her, but always on your own terms. This is simple mental conditioning. You need to be the alpha. She needs to learn to depend on you completely.
"Now, she is definitely athirst by now. Bring her food in about an hour. take in her earn it ”.
Kristen did not finger hunger. Her judgment was completely concentrated on the pain. She was fighting to keep open her consciousness. The hurting was overwhelming. She was beginning to lose her struggle.
The chamber door opened. Kristen was momentarily blinded by the light. When she recovered, she saw Robert. The fury in his optic was gone.
He put the two plateful he brought with him on the floor and went over to the pulley. Kristen's exhausted body was lowered to the primer coat. Her legs could not accommodate her weightiness and fall in under her. Robert untied the mile responsible for holding up Kristen's body.
"I brought you some food"He said calmly."I will take off your gag. Please continue silent."
The ball was removed. Her jaw ached, her mouth was parched. Robert offered her a glass of H2O and Kristen quickly drank it.
"You must be hungry"said Robert in an almost pleasant tint.
"Yes. Thank you"croaked Kristen. Truth was, she was very hungry. Her breakfast was minor and she had aught to eat after her abduction
"Thank you are just Good Book, Kristen. natural process address louder. express me just how thankful you are"replied Robert.
Kristen looked at him confused. Robert unzipped his pants and let his overgorge penis fall out."No dentition now ”, he warned.
Kristen's eyes bulged at the sight of his member. She has never performed a blowjob. The very thought of it disgusted her. Kristen started to stutter and shake her chief
"N…N…No…Robert, please d…don't…"
A slap across the cheek startled and shook Kristen. The girl's cheek was stinging from the impact.
"You thankless cunt !"Yelled Henry Martyn Robert. He shoved the ball gag back into her lip and tightened it.
"Perhaps you can eat when you are more willing to cooperate."He growled.
He exited the chamber and closed the door. Kristen once again found herself in the dark. She was no longer suspended above the floor. As long as she did not struggle against her bonds, she did not feel the pain. But without the pain, her other gage were once again working. Within 10 proceedings the aesthesis of thirstiness was unendurable. She could crawl right succeeding to the food for thought bowl, but het gag did not let her chew or eat up. The smell filled her nostril and made the sensation even more acute. This was a different variety of torture.
The 60 minutes seemed almost like an eternity. The door opened once again. Henry M. Robert entered the room and looked at Kristen's bound form.
"Are you set up to express your gratitude ?"he asked
Kristen shook her question desperately and moaned through the gag. Robert took his time undoing the ball gag."Beg for it"demanded Robert when the ballock gag was removed.
"Robert…"
Another slap across the face shut Kristen up.
"You will call me passe-partout, and you will beg me to admit you to blow me !"Yelled Robert,"If I am feeling generous, I will feed you. Do you understand ?"
"Yes…master"Kristen managed.
"good, now be a good whore and beg"
A knot started to form in Kristen's throat. She has never been this humiliated.
"Please…Master…May I please blow your tool ?"
Robert unzipped his pants and let his dick bent out. The matter was engorged.
"Let's have you earn this repast, whore"
Kristen slowly crawled on her knees toward the waiting Henry Martyn Robert. She kept her middle on the now bulging extremity, hesitant to get close to it. The intellection of putting that thing in her back talk was almost nauseant inducing.
"Perhaps you would like time lag another hour…"started Robert.
Kristen leaned her question toward the penis, hesitating just a little before taking it in her mouth. She encircled the calamus with her lip ever so slightly and bobbed her nous up and down.
Robert rolled his middle."Don't waste material my time, whore. fellate it like you mean it."
Kristen applied a little Thomas More pressure with her sassing and licked the merchant ship of the penis with the tip of her glossa. She wanted aught to do with it and she was determined not to let it touch the inside of her mouth.
Robert lost patience and grabbed the rachis of Kristen's scalp, shoving her head forward and forcing his dick deep inside Kristen's pharynx. Kristen gave a frightened yip, then started to struggle against Henry M. Robert's clench.
"If I feel just one tooth, cocotte, I will slash you raw ! You got that ?"yelled Robert.
Kristen understood and took care to keep her jaw opened. But she could not help but struggle against Robert's grip. His putz was moving in and out of her throat, making it surd to breathe. Unfortunately for Kristen, her battle only seemed to twist Henry Martyn Robert on even more. His thrusts increased in quickness.
All Kristen could do was pore on her ventilation, which became harder and harder.
Robert suddenly tensed up. Kristen knew he had reached his orgasm. Soon after, her rima oris was filled with Robert's hot come. Robert pulled out and raised Kristen's principal so he could await into her eyes. The sperm cell was starting to dribble out of her mouth.
"Swallow it"he demanded,"you will involve the protein ”. Kristen was doing all she could not to throw up. She swallowed once, but her gag reflex nearly kicked in. she started to cough.
"Don't you dare pitter-patter it out, bitch."Kristen suppressed the impulse to throw off up. It took various to a greater extent swallows. While she managed to keep on it down, she could not talk through one's hat the facial expression of disgust that washed over her brass. That expression seemed to give Henry M. Robert satisfaction.
He let go of her hair."I guess you earned that meal. Eat up."He kicked the silver bowl of food in presence of her.
He started to take the air out of the room.
"Master…. can you please unlace my munition"reluctantly asked Kristen.
Robert turned around and sneered :"You will eat that food like the beef that you are. Do you read that ?"
Kristen knew full than to contend with him.
The Heavy room access closed and Kristen was once again alone and in the dark. She was tied up and hunched over on her knees. Eating out of a doggie stadium was yet another humiliation, but one that she was willing to live with. She shoved her backtalk deep in to the bowl. By the time she was done, the trough was licked houseclean. So was the floor where the stray bite of food fell.
Kristen was exhausted. She tried laying on her back, her belly and finally her side. The concrete floor was hard and freezing. Kristen has given up on trying to get well-fixed. She has given up struggling and screaming for avail. Even rent were no longer an option. She curled herself in the foetal position. Her teeth chattered and her body shook from the cold. Eventually enervation won over and she passed out.
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When the auditory sensation of the threshold scuttle and the undimmed lighting woke her, she did not know where she was. She was hoping that the horrors of the nighttime before were just a bad dream. When she managed to open her eye, she fell into despair once again.
Her consistence ached all over. Her butt buttock still stung rom the whipping. Her twat felt sore from the rape. She could barely feel her bridge player.
Henry M. Robert and the disguised man entered the room.
"Mr. Smith is going to untie you, but only if you promise to behave yourself. Can you do that for me Kristen ?"asked Robert.
Kristen tried to verbalise, but found her pharynx to be completely dry. She nodded her hear instead. Mr. metalworker went behind Kristen and started undoing the knots. Henry Martyn Robert approached the girl with a bottleful of water and some wet wipes.
"You must be thirsty"he said gently. Again, Kristen nodded. After giving her water supply, Robert started cleaning her face with the wipes. Kristen was a deal. Her hair was disheveled, dehydrated binge, spittle and bits of food covered her face.
Robert was very gentle with her. This was not the Lapplander man that raped her the Night before.
"I never really cared for your composition or your barbarian aspect, you know"he said casually, brushing her long, reddish brown hair,"You are a raw beauty. You should not conceal your features ”.
Kristen just sat there, waiting for the early shoe to drop. She tried to look tranquillise, but her head was screaming, panicking.
Mr. Smith undid her bonds. Kristen was capable to impress her bridge player for the first time in many hours. She gasped as pain gibe through her munition. It would take a piece to regain their wax mobility.
Mr. David Smith turned away from her, putting the ropes away in his bag. Soon after, Robert turned away as well, walking over to the garbage and checking his speech sound.
It suddenly hit Kristen that she was completely free. Moreover, the heavy door was open and unobstructed. The altogether summons took only a few indorsement, but Kristen decided to defecate a run for it.
Her legs were sore and unspeakable. Her signified of balance was off and she was still exhausted from finish Nox's ordeal, but she managed to get up and run toward the door. She stumbled several clip before reaching the stairs. While climbing, she alternated between running and crawling up the step. Her mind was racing. She was afraid to seem back. She just kept on going. After climbing the stair for what seemed like an eternity, she reached a door. She pulled on the hold, but the door would not give. She pounded on the room access, she screamed for help, but nothing helped. Whatever strength carried her up the stairs was suddenly gone. She collapsed near the door and started crying. She hugged her human knee and rocked back and Forth River, not knowing what to do next.
A few minute of arc later she heard the footstep coming from below. The stride were consider, miss urgency or panic. Eventually she saw Robert climbing up the stairs.
"You disappoint me, Kristen"he said, intensity hidden in that quiet voice.
"Robert, please. Let's talk about this !"pleaded Kristen.
A backhanded slap made her see stars.
"Do you enjoy lying to me, Kristen ? Why do you insist on betraying me at every bit ?."
Kristen was hysterical. Her tears flowed freely and sobs prevented her from speaking.
Henry M. Robert grabbed a handful of Kristen's hair and pulled her to her feet.
"I ask you to acquit and you run from me ! ! ! How am I supposed to rely you ?"screamed Robert.
He started dragging her down the stairs by her scalp. Kristen continued to choke on her own sobs, grabbing at the bulwark to go along her balance.
"You are a traitorous, backstabbing woman of the street. I extended you a little benignity, and you betrayed me. How am I supposed to swear you ever again ?"
When they reached the chamber, Robert threw Kristen on the floor.
"I …..I….sorryyyyy…."Kristen managed to say between the uncontrollable sobs
"Good Book, Kristen, just words ! Your actions speak otherwise !"spat out Henry Martyn Robert.
He then addressed to the masked man ;"Mr. John Smith, the whore has betrayed me yet again. She needs her punishment."
MR. Joseph Smith nodded and grabbed Kristen by her wrists, forcing them behind Kristen's back. He tied the wrists together then did the same to her cubitus. He then tied a recollective patch of rope to Kristen's carpus and hooked the other end on the ceiling pulley block. He pulled the rope tight enough to promote the girl's wrists as high as her shoulders, but allowed Kristen to continue to bear up straight.
Mr. Smith then brought out a 3 metrical unit long metal magnetic pole with strap attached to each end. The pole was attached to the ankles, leaving Kristen's legs spreading. The ring gag, which was unceremoniously forced into Kristen's mouth completed the ensemble. Kristen was once again helpless and exposed.
Henry Martyn Robert walked over to Kristen and grabbed her by the chin."You have nobody to charge but yourself ”. Whip in hired man, he took a swing at Kristen's trunk. Kristen let out an agonized scream. A big red welt started to appear across her abdominal cavity. Another swing of the party whip, another forte scream, another red weal. Kristen was quickly brought to tears. She began to beg through the gag. After 5 whips across the abdomen, Robert walked behind the missy and started whipping her back. to a greater extent screams followed.
"The first-class honours degree 10 are for lying to me, bitch."He walked in front of Kristen once more. His next swinging was aimed squarely at her breasts. The infliction was so acute, Kristen nearly blacked out.
"The next 10 are for trying to escape ”. The whip continued to desolate Kristen's titty, especially her now ultra-sensitive nipples. By the clip the 20th blow landed, Kristen was in staring hysteric.
"Now, for the fun part"said Henry Martyn Robert
With that he took out two clinch. He attached weight to them. Each weight was the size of it of a golf ball and weighed thrice as very much. He pulled and flicked Kristen's nipples to stir them. Kristen let out a tacky squeals. When the nipple clamp were attached, those squeals turned into screams.
Kristen's groan grew louder."Remember,"said Henry M. Robert,"actions have consequences ”.
He waked behind the trussed up girl. A promptly unzipping sound and she was skewered by Henry Martyn Robert's penis.
His poke were short and prompt. The waves of pleasance pulsed from her pussy to the eternal rest of her body. Meanwhile the acutely annoyance from the nipple clamps radiated through her chest. The motley of pain sensation and pleasure confused Kristen and sent her organic structure reeling.
Worst of all, Kristen started to get aroused again. She did not understand how she was getting off from violation, but it was the reality. The misfortunate girl tried to suppress the orgasm but nothing worked. Her breath became patronise and shallow. Her trunk started to go into upheaval. travail rolled down her spring limbs.
She was nearing dismissal and she knew it. She yelled, she shook her top dog. cypher worked. As she climaxed, she led out an erotic scream. Soon after she heard Robert's pleasurable scream. For a while the room was filled with sounds of heavy breathing. Then Henry Martyn Robert stood in nominal head of Kristen, his penis still hanging out, dripping with vaginal juice and sperm.
"clip to clean house it off"he said before sticking his dick in her rima oris. The ring gag made it insufferable to move her jaw and unmanageable to swallow.
"Lick it off, Bitch"Henry Martyn Robert said as he inserted his member deeper into her mouth. Kristen did her best to lap up it, but the gunk just stayed in her rima oris.
It took half an hour to lick it off completely. Robert Zipped himself up, then grabbed a whip. He brushed it up against Kristen's side. A sadistic look washed over his font.
"Now, lets talk about that orgasm. You did have one, didn't you.
Confused, Kristen nodded her head.
"Now, you know you are not supposed to have one, unless I allow it, right ?"
Kristen shook her head, her body starting to tremble.
"You do not piss, you do not shit, you do not cum unless I let you, otherwise you get punished"
Robert walked around Kristen's bound frame. Whipped her 5 times, lashes coming in quick, one after another. Kristen tensed up, held her intimation and tried not to scream.
"Now, you will suffer there for a patch and you think about what you have done. Oh, and try not to lead out or lessen asleep. You will luxate your shoulders if you do."said Robert as he walked out of the room. The heavy door slammed shut.
Kristen was once again in the dark. She hated the shadow. There was nothing but pain in the shadow. The nipple clamps still tugged at her sore nipples. The ring gag still kept her from swallowing. She still had the taste of her own vaginal juices in her lip. She did not want to be this way anymore. She did not want to be whipped anymore. She swore to herself she would never disobey Henry M. Robert again.


She had no idea how recollective it took for Robert to amount back. When he did, he brought food and H2O with him.
"wealthy person you learned your lesson, Kristen ?"
Kristen shook her mind affirmatively.
"Are you ever going to lie to me or disobey me again ?
Kristen shook her brain no.
"That's my girl"said Robert, petting her on the back of her head and then kissing her on the forehead.
He carefully removed the hoop gag. Kristen managed to lick her dry lips. He untied her wrists from the roof rope and undid the shoulder strap separating her mortise joint. Kristen collapsed on the floor. She licked dry lips.
She did not call for any admonisher to know what to do next.
"Thank you… Master. May I …please suck up your cock"
Henry M. Robert smiled and took off his pants. Kristen knew what to do. She took his air sock in her oral cavity like an ice cream cone. She licked it ; she squeezed it with her lips. She swallowed it as far as her throat would permit.
When she felt the dick showtime to pulse, she redoubled her travail. And when the hot cum exploded in her lip, she swallowed it all. She lapped up the juice, licking Robert's shaft clean.
"Thank you master"she said when she was done. Robert was strike.
He went back up the stair and came down with a mantle.
"This is for being a near female child. Now, Eat. We have a foresightful day tomorrow ”.
Kristen licked that plate clean. She then laid down on the blanket. Her wrists and shoulder were still tied behind her. But she was getting used to that. Just yesterday she would consume been disgusted by what she just did. But she has given up trying to resist. She has given up trying to oppose. almost of all, she was earnestly afraid of unsatisfying Robert.
She fell asleep on the blanket
The flickering lights woke Kristen up. Her torso ached all over. Her labia, her buns cheeks and her breasts all stung from the day before. Still, her pith fluttered when she saw Henry Martyn Robert walk into the room. She was determined to obey him this prison term. Whether it was out of concern or true warmness, she did not sleep with. very much like her reactions to pleasure and pain in the last 2 sidereal day, this one was not easily explainable.
Robert started to houseclean her face and brush her hair while Mr. Smith untied her articulatio radiocarpea and elbows.
"Thank you Master… May please I suck your cock now ?"Kristen's response was almost unconscious.
"Not quite yet, sweetie"said Robert. His quality was calm down and soothing
"Kristen, you love me, don't you ?"He asked earnestly
"Yes, captain"Kristen responded. Was it true ? Did she have in mind it ? Kristen was not for sure what to think.
"And you would do anything to prove it, wouldn't you ?"Robert continued
"Yes, superior"
"I will do things to you today, Some of them atrocious. I want you to hump that I am not punishing you. I am simply seeing if you love me. I love you Kristen. I don't like to hurt you. You believe me, don't you ?"
"Yes Master"She did not know what to believe anymore.
Henry Martyn Robert took out a couplet of handcuffs and secured Kristen's hands behind her back."Good, now, suck my cock."
Kristen did not require to be told twice. She lunged at the elongated and took it in her mouth. She bobbed her back and forth, up and down and side to side. Her knife licked and caressed every in of that phallus. She sucked up the pre cum juices. When the Henry M. Robert ejaculated, she once again swallowed them all. She licked her lip.
"Thank you master"she said eagerly"what else do you want me to do ?"
Robert did not hop a beat."suck my lump, slave"
Kristen complied without interrogation. Taking the sack in her mouth, she proceeded to massage it with her spit and lips. She sucked the glob clean, filling her mouth with their salty taste. This was just to head off punishment, she told herself. But somewhere deep inside she began to like these nasty games.
"trade good girl."Henry Martyn Robert decided this was enough pleasuring for now. He got Kristen to her fundament. It was then that the girl noticed a long rope running across the way. nautical mile were tied all along the length of the rope. rope was set about waistline high.
"Now, honey, we have to do this. You have to do this. For our love."
Kristen nodded her headway. Robert stood back and allowed Mr. David Roland Smith to get Kristen ready. Mr. David Roland Smith took out a ball gag, nipple clinch and 2 Set of weights. He put on the gag and clipped the weighting to Kristen's nipples. He then directed Kristen toward the rope. He helped her swing one of her stage over the Mexican valium. He then made sure that Kristen's kitty-cat lip were hugging the rope.
Henry M. Robert stood on the other side of the rope.
"This is a faith exercise, Kristen. You will take the air toward me, when you reach me, I'll take off a musical composition of paraphernalia. Start when you are ready ”.
Kristen felt the pain as soon as she started moving. She had to stand on her toes to hold on the rope from digging in too mysterious, but that did not help much. The roach was still rubbing up against her kitty-cat.
"Don't go too fast. I don't want you to burn yourself"warned Robert.
sledding fast was the last thing Kristen wanted to do, especially once she reached the low knot. Kristen could not help but let out an agonized thigh-slapper. There was no going around it. Even standing on her toes, the rope was digging in to her pussy. She had to coerce her pussycat over the knot, clenching her jaw in the outgrowth. 10 inch further down the rope she had to inhibit another slub. By the time she reached Robert, Kristen was cook to cry.
Henry M. Robert embraced her gently, rubbing her shoulder joint, kissing her on the forehead and taking off her ball gag."Very good. Now go back and do it again. Once you do, I'll scratch line to take off the weight unit on the nipple clams ”.
Kristen was fix to fall in up. But she pressed on."I won't disappoint Robert ”, she thought to herself. Was this out of self-preservation or genuine loyalty to her captor ? She did not know.
Kristen struggled over every knot, stumbling, moaning, nearly losing her cognizance from the annoyance on a few occasions. But she completed the rhythm not once, but four More metre. When Henry M. Robert finally took her off the R-2, she cried tears of joy.
"Thank you, master"she said as Robert
"On your knees"commanded Robert.
He sat behind the keeling Kristen and pulled out a vibrator. Kristen gasped at the sight of the instrument but said nothing.
"Do you want it, slave ? Do you want me to get you off ?
Holy Writ came out o her mouth before Kristen could even believe them"Yes master"
"Then you have to bring in it. build your hands useful"
Kristen's hired man were still cuffed. She hesitated, not knowing what to do.
Henry Martyn Robert twisted one of her tits with his secure finger."poor fish daughter, you should know what I want !"
Using the early hand he directed Kristen's bound hands toward his bulging penis. His pant were still on.
"Stroke it, you little tart ”.
Kristen obeyed, pressing and squeezing his engorged member underneath his pant
"goooooood"he said"now you get a payoff. He brought the vibrator to Kristen's kitty-cat, shoved it in and turned it on.
wave of pleasance started to babble from her genital organ to the rest period of her physical structure. Kristen let out small groan of pleasure.
"You like that, you little skank ?"asked Robert.
"yessss master"purred Kristen. She started, ever so subtly, to grind against the vibrator. Her manpower were still busy rubbing his dick.
"Is it as upright as when Rupert did it to you ?"asked Robert. Caught off sentry go, Kristen stiffened. The attrition stopped. She held her breath.

Another mean power play and pull on her mamilla elicited and meretricious gasp.
"wellspring, was it, you little whore ?"Henry M. Robert insisted
"No….master"answered Kristen
The hand that molested the nipple let go, grabbing instead at Kristen's hair, pulling her head back
"Don't you lie to me, whore"growled Henry M. Robert through his teeth.
Kristen started to whimper
"Now answer again, did you delight this as much when Rupert did this ?"Henry Martyn Robert repeated
"…Yes….master"Kristen managed. She was completely confused about her feelings.
"I suspected as much."Robert pressed the vibrator back against Kristen's kitty
Kristen, still on guard, let out a minuscule moan. She continued to rub Henry M. Robert's member with her hands
"It all comes down to why, Kristen. Why did you cheat on me ?"
Kristen was getting increasingly aroused."I don't know master copy"
A painful pinch of her tit made Kristen squeal.
"You know perfectly why, you little working girl"Henry Martyn Robert whispered in the girl's ear."Say it"
"I….I wanted a someone new…Master. I got bored. I'm sorry…"
"Good, Kristen, good. You are finally being good with me."
Henry M. Robert continued to stimulate Kristen's sex. She was getting Sir Thomas More and more stimulate. Her breathing started to get grueling. She started to perspire. The most surprising thing for Kristen was, she was no longer trying to resist.
"You wanted a new screwing toy, didn't you Kristen ?"
"Yes sea captain ”. Her heart charge per unit was increasing. The warm, bubbly feeling started to spread through her body. Her breathing was becoming more and more intense. She was grinding against the vibrator with more and Thomas More fervor. The Saame fervor drove Kristen to rub Robert's penis even harder.
"Do you get it on what that makes you, Kristen ?"
"A bad girlfriend, master"
Robert Twisted her mammilla. Kristen moaned
"You are wise than that, Kristen."He hissed in her spike,"Try again"
"A cheater, master !"
"NO ! Try again !"Henry Martyn Robert twisted her teat one more time. Kristen threw her head teacher back, repressing a belly laugh. It was still painful. But was she starting to care it ?
"A WHORE, MASTER !"Kristen was moaning. Her glower jaw became plastered. Rubbing herself ever harder against Robert's vibrator she was only seconds away from release.
"MAY I CUM, professional ! ! !"she screamed.
Kristen was stopped short. The vibrator disappeared behind her. So did Henry M. Robert's hand that was rubbing her tit and pinching her nipple. Robert stood in front of her.
Kristen was breathing hard. Her titty were rising up and down dramatically. A look of surprise, frustration and disappointment washed over her face."So close…"she thought, though she dared not say anything.
"And the truth shall set you disembarrass"said Robert triumphantly,"You ARE a whore, Kristen."
"Yes, schoolmaster"Kristen looked down, averting Robert's gaze out of shame.
"And what should I do with a cheating whore like you ?"Henry M. Robert continued
Another burl started creeping into Kristen's throat. Words came out like a flood."Punish me, master. Spank me, lather me, do anything you want with me, master ”. She yelled hysterically."I am a dirty whore, I deserve punishment !"
Robert quickly grabbed a cat-o-nine-tails, grabbed Kristen by her hair, pulled her to her metrical unit and shoved her against the bulwark.
"STAND STILL !"He yelled. Kristen was frozen in care. She was naked, handcuffed, standing with her back against the wall. Henry Martyn Robert swung the whip and landed a vicious setback against Kristen's breasts. Kristen opened her mouth to cry, but stifled it in the last moment. She bent her articulatio genus from the pain, but stood straight back up. She was scared. Robert was readying another concentrated blow. Kristen looked away and shut her eyes, holding her breath and anticipating another blow. The blow came, even more painful than the beginning. Her frame knack, and an agonized sidesplitter escaped her oral fissure. Red wheal started to look on her white meat. Kristen was afraid, humiliated and …aroused ?
8 more blows came. Kristen suppressed her urge to scream, only occasionally letting out a whimper. Despite the infliction, her tit were erect and her slit was wet.
Robert threw down the whip and walked over Kristen. He stood over her trembling bod. Kristen looked away, not wanting to meet Robert's gaze. Robert grabbed a handful of her veracious breast and squeezed hard. Kristen winced. Roberts's digit slid down to her teat. He pinched it, as if intending to milk the open mammary. Kristen let out a moan. Her chest were sore from the whipping. Her tegument seemed like it was on blast.
"Would you like me to stop ?"Henry M. Robert asked gently
"No, master"Kristen responded, not knowing why.
Henry Martyn Robert grabbed the other breast, squeezing it in a similar manner. This fourth dimension he bent down, took the nipple in the rima oris and started licking the sore nipple. Another groan escaped Kristen's mouth. She cursed herself. She was enjoying it. She was ashamed of the fact, but did not have the will to fight it. Henry M. Robert bit down on the nipple. Kristen screamed. Her breath was ragged.
"Do you want me to contain ?"
"No, master"
Robert eventually lost interestingness in her titty. Instead, he sat down on his haunches in front of Kristen's snatch.
"Spread your legs"
Kristen complied without head. She realized just how let out she was to him. But she was powerless to do anything about it. And she liked it.
Robert extended his middle finger and knife thrust it inside Kristen. Kristen's physical structure shuddered. Robert continued to thrust, first slowly, then with increasing speed. It did not make long for Kristen get turned on. She lot out long titillating moans. She breathed heavily from her sassing. She got up on her toes, ready to misplace control.
"MAY I PLEASE CUM MASTER ! ! !"she screamed.
Henry M. Robert quickly took his digit out of her pussycat. Breathing raggedly, Kristen moaned, whimpered and gave Henry M. Robert a expression of gravid frustration, but thought upright about saying anything. Henry M. Robert only showed her his middle finger, one used to lend her so agonizingly fill up to an orgasm.
"salt lick it off"he said. Kristen eagerly complied. She licked the finger, as if she would a penis. Everywhere she tasted her vaginal juices.
Robert took off his pants. He grabbed Kristen's throat and squeezed. Kristen could not emit. Pinning her to the paries, he thrust his dick deep in her vagina. Kristen would possess screamed, had she been capable to breathe. Robert lifted Kristen off the ground with the powerful thrusting of his articulatio coxae. One, two, three impregnable, deliberated push was all it took. Both slave and master climaxed in unison, impact and pleasure shooting through their bodies. Robert let go of Kristen's throat. The rush of blood back into her brain only doubled the orgasmic sensory faculty. Kristen took a thick breath and let out a respective long, titillating moans. Her trunk went limp from the pleasurable rush. Kristen's juice rand down her leg and second joint. It took her almost 30 indorsement to start breathing normally. She was exhausted. Robert disentangled himself from Kristen, carrying the miserable female child over to her blanket and laying her Down on it.
All Kristen could do was look at him. She was still breathing heavily, an occasional groan escaping her throat. She was laying hitch on the story, fibril of fuzz obscuring her face. Her small, circular bosom were rising and falling quickly.
Robert was done as well. He turned toward the door, picking up bit of paraphernalia on the way out.
"master, please don't leave ”. Kristen begged
Henry Martyn Robert did not even turn around."Ill be back in a few hours. Get some rest period"
"master, please !"Kristen struggled to sit up"I want to apologize !"
Robert stopped and turned back around."Apologize ?"he asked, surprise in his voice.
"I am sorry I cheated on you. I was selfish. I wanted scared. You were so good to me. You were the perfect boyfriend. I just knew that you were going to propose to me…"
Henry M. Robert could see that Kristen was becoming more and more aroused. Every sentence was filled with more and Thomas More hysterics. She was getting to the verge of crying. He walked back and knelt beside her.
"… I loved you with all my inwardness. But I was scared that my life was ending. I wanted to be wild and disengage. When Rupert came on to me, I welcomed it. Not because I forgot about you ...
tears started to come along in her eyes.
"I just wanted to be bad and juicy. Oh, GOD, Robert, I am so sorry…I never meant to suffer you…Rupert…means nothing… to me…I swear…"
Uncontrollable sobs quickly replaced words. Robert took her in her arms.
"I am regretful ... I am sorry…"Kristen kept repeating between sobs.
"I know"Robert answered.
He let go of Kristen and started to get up
"Please, master copy, don't go. Please don't leave me alone here. I'll do anything you want. Anything.
"Robert took her head in his arm and kissed her on the forehead"
"Kristen, do you love me ?"
He knew then and there that Kristen had never spoken truer words than these."Yes master, with all my heart ”.
"Then you will expect for me here. Do you sympathize ?"
Kristen nodded, rent running down her cheek."Yes, master ”.
As the heavy door closed, Kristen was once again alone, in the iniquity. She hated the night. She hated to be alone. And she knew she wanted nothing more than to be with her master. She fell asleep, crying. Her sobs eventually melted away into deep sleep.
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"She woke up to the familiar sound of the initiative door. Robert entered the room. Her discover fluttered. She even allowed herself a smile.
Robert went through his normal routine without saying a study. He brushed her tomentum and wiped her naked body down with wet cloths. Kristen was trying to look into his eyes, to detect a hint to his humor. She found nothing.
She was even more than stupefy when, upon finishing the hygienics routine, Robert produced a lowly key and unlocked her handcuffs. Kristen rubbed her sore wrist, not knowing what to make of it all. He tossed some clothes in front of her."Put these on and run into me upstairs. Quickly ”.
She recognized the shirt and the skinny jeans. This is what she was wearing when she was kidnapped in her rest home. I seemed like an infinity ago. In another aliveness, perhaps.
Henry M. Robert disappeared up the stairs. Kristen quickly dressed and got up. The wearing apparel felt noncitizen to her. So was the intuitive feeling of ambulating under her own power. She went through the heavy door way and up the stairs. She reached the 2d doorway, one that kept her from escaping. This meter the doorway was undefended wide-cut. She climbed some more stairs and reached the top. She saw Robert talking to a chubby gentleman with deoxyephedrine."Is that the rope maestro ?"she thought.
"I am almost done striver. Sit by me"Robert commanded. Kristen quickly obeyed, kneeling by his feet.
"…now remember, the summons is not concluded"continued the chubby man."This is not something that happens nightlong, but you seemed to get progressed very well. Follow my statement to the letter and continue with the exercises…"
While the two men conversed, Kristen looked around. She saw what looked like a rundown street through a tinted window. She has not seen the outside public for days. Already it seemed foreign to her.
Henry M. Robert shook the man's hand and turned his gaze to Kristen.
"come, slave. We have a lot to mouth about"
"Yes, master ”. Kristen got up obediently and followed Robert.
"Oh, Mr. Pattison. Let me ask you for one terminal party favor"said the Mr. Smith."I am aware that you run in the Saame circles as one Michael Bay. If you could give him my carte and tell him that I could puzzle out his Megan Fox problem, I would be much obliged."
A workweek later the Hollywood media broke the report :"Kristen Dugald Stewart and Robert Pattison are back together ”. They even arranged for an interview.
Mr. Smith saw a familiar grimace on TV and turned up the volume"I was pillock and selfish. I made a huge fault. Robert was kind enough to take away me back. I will forever be thankful to him…"
The culture medium hailed it as a story of redemption, of love surviving the ultimate test. Only a discipline eye could see the true story : Ms. Stewart's posture when she sat next to Mr. Pattison, the submissive manner in which she addressed him on television camera, the quick looks she gave Robert while silently seeking permission to mouth to the interviewer. Kristen James Maitland Stewart, the Hollywood bad daughter, was completely dominated, slavish to her loving fiancé and soon-to-be husband.
The phone rang ;"Stockholm industriousness, Smith speaking. Ah, Mr. Bay, it's honest to verbalise to you. Sure, meeting on Wednesday will be just fine…"

Until next time… .