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The Entrapment of Susan Andrews
A Headteachers Story
As narrated to MasterofM
masterofm@yahoo.co.uk
Part Two: Broken!
Ten minutes after Annie Roberts led me by the rope lead attached to my leather collar from the Barn I stood in the centre of what Stefan Roberts had referred to a the ‘playroom’
More terrified than ever and standing upon a small plastic foot stall where Annie Roberts had stood me with my arms held high over my head, my wrists attached to a hook dangling from a wooden beam, looking around the Barn, noting all its weird and horrifying contents, whilst Annie, who by then was herself wearing nothing more than a lacy black bra, tiny matching thong and black hold up stockings, busied herself with an assortment of Cameras’ Camcorders and tripods doted around three large T.V. monitors.
After being led to the far end of the barn I had initially thought Annie was leading me through an outside door when she then opened a Yale lock and pushed open the door, but I was surprised to find myself in what was actually another room, the ‘Play Room’, another wooden walled and beamed part of the Barn that held a huge collection of what I was soon to discover, through Annie’s tuition and their use upon me, all manner of Bondage restraint and punishment items , all hanging from or nearby, racks, pulleys, chains, ropes, benches and even a metal cage, all to be used for one purpose only, that of restraining and punishing a selected victim, and that victim Annie informed me knew, was to by myself.
Once inside the room Annie had stood me upon the plastic foot stool and wasted no time in attaching my ‘lead’ to a pulley block hanging for a wooden beam and then hauling the pulley up, via a winch set into a nearby wooden post, Until my neck was forced upward, making it impossible for me to move my head or neck. Satisfied with this Annie released the harsh leather strap from around my body, in essence leaving me free but in practicality still tethered by the neck.
Instinctively I raised my hands and attempted to release the rope knotted to the leather collar, but of course, as Annie knew only too well, the knot was far to taught for me to budge and my efforts earned only an extremely harsh tweak upon my exposed nipple, leaving me groaning into the ball gag and Annie telling me to stand still and place my arms by my side or she would kick away the stool!
Petrified and anxious, I had no wish to be left hanging by my neck so the threat was quite sufficient for me to obey my captor.
Meekly dangling my arms Annie removed my already open blouse and placed a padded leather cuff around each of my wrists before
clipping the cuffs together behind my back.
Only then did Annie loosen the rope on my collar and thus alleviate the pressure on my neck.
Having my blouse removed left me feeling even more exposed and helpless and I became more and more concerned that my abduction and planned ‘punishment’ was now about take on a sexual element.
For the first time I suppose it really dawned on me that Jason’s tirade had been no ill advised juvenile outburst but perhaps only the prelude to an outrageous yet orchestrated act of vengeance upon me.
In this dilemma I realised that since she had first placed the belt around my body earlier, to applying these new restraints Annie’s subjugation of me had been achieved with casual ease.
Certainly I worked out on a regular basis and took self defence lessons but I worried that if my means of escaping this nightmare rested on struggling with this woman then my chances of overpowering her would be very slim indeed, little did I realise though how prophetic those thoughts may turn out to be!.
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Much To my indignation, after she had loosened the rope on my collar, Annie once again fondled my exposed breast and toyed with my nipple, telling me;
‘You were very naughty trying to release yourself Susan, I shall have to tell Mr. Roberts and I’m afraid it’s up to him to decide what extra
Punishment you receive, you see Mr. Roberts is my Master and I am his Slave. My Master is a sadist Susan, which means he gets sexual arousal from inflicting pain on me, and being a masochist I enjoy the pain of being whipped and beaten, it gives me sexual pleasure and Master is an expert, believe me, he will discover just how much pain you can take Susan, so take my advice, if he removes your gag don’t say a word unless he tells you to and don’t scream unless you really have to scream, Master will know if you are trying to make it easier for yourself and will punish you even more for it!
Oh god, I was a Head teacher for heavens sake, this nightmare shouldn’t be happening to me, this was utter madness, surely these people must realise they couldn’t possibly get away with abducting and abusing a person in my position,
I only wished though that I could bring myself to believe those thoughts for by then Annie had released my engorged nipple and was stripping away her own clothing right before me, revealing her tall lean almost muscular small breasted figure until she stood before me wearing only her black bra, thong and hold up’s and even in my bondage I could not help but admire her tanned well honed body.
But Annie then was unzipping my own black knee length skirt and I could do nothing other than look down in alarm as it fell away to form a pool of black material around the plastic stool I stood upon, exposing my white lacy panties and the black hold up stockings I tended to wear for the sake for the sake of comfort and hygiene.
‘I would love to play with you Susan but that is for Master to decide’
Annie told me before running her fingers up from my stocking top as far as my pubic mound. Instinctively I pulled away before realising this movement would cause me to fall from the stool and could only stand, panic stricken, when Annie then slid her fingers inside my panties brushing them against my pubic hair.
‘Oh dear, this will have to go Susan, Master hates pubic hair’!
And then, just as I was digesting her unbelievable declaration Annie drooped to her knees beside my stool before placing her hands upon the top of her head and linking her fingers together.
looking up I saw the tall bearded figure of Stefan Andrews approaching us now wearing a pair of tight black leather trousers complete with studded leather belt a skin tight black see through tee shirt and black leather boots.
Perhaps in other circumstances Stefan Andrews choice of attire may have amused some people but at that moment in my position the very sight of him left me feeling more terrified than ever!.
‘So, Annie tells me she would like to play with you, would you like my Slave to play with you Susan?’
Having expected him to ask if I was ready to apologize, Stefan’s question left threw me completely, I could only assume that ‘Annie’s playing with me’ would be of a sexual nature, but I had not had sex for five years and never in my life had I been touched by another woman before Annie Roberts had fondled my Breasts and pubic area, so mumbling denials into my gag I shook my head vigorously in disagreement.
Then I was drawing back as far as I could, but none the less unable to prevent Stefan from cupping first, my one exposed breast, before pulling my white lacy bra cup down and away from its twin to leave both my large breasts pushed out and hanging over my bra. Stefan Roberts was now free to humiliatingly cup and weigh each of my Breasts in his large hands whilst his thumbs pushed against my suddenly stiffening nipples.
‘That’s a shame Susan, for you at any rate, but of course it gives me the opportunity to persuade you to change your mind…The ‘cat’ first I think Annie’
In stunned amazement I watched Annie scuttle across the wooden bard floor upon her hands and knees, place a long leather handled multi strapped whip I guessed was the ‘cat’ between her teeth, and then scuttle back over and take up her original position, kneeling with her hands upon her head.
‘Let that be your first lesson Susan, always instantly obey your Master or Mistress’ Stefan told me whilst taking the whip from Annie’s mouth.
At that time I thought the man was deranged…at that time.
But then Stefan was removing my gag and for the first time since my abduction began I had the opportunity to swear my eternal revenge upon these people, to shout and scream and to demand my immediate release.
But unbelievably I did none of those things, perhaps because my jaws ached so much I was for the moment unable to speak or perhaps I was heeding Annie’s earlier warning to me. More likely though, I stayed silent, looking toward Stefan Andrews with pleading eyes because I was at that moment undeniably terrified of the man and I was intelligent enough not to make thing worse for myself with what would only be futile gestures of defiance toward him.
I was about to be ‘chastised’ by this man, better not to antagonise him into some form of even more terrible brutality and my silence was even verbally rewarded.
‘That’s good Susan; speak only when you are spoken to, you learn fast!’ Stefan told me, patting me cheek as if I were a recalcitrant child.
‘So are you sure you don’t want Annie to play with you, Susan?’
Only then did I take his question as permission to reply so I softly replied, shaking my head
‘No’
‘No what Susan? Asked Stefan of me.
Remembering Annie’s word to me but mindful of my capitulation I pitifully whispered, ‘No Mr. Roberts’
‘Well you will Susan, sooner or later you will!’
In the event my initial ‘punishment’ at least, was far less brutal that I had anticipated.
Stefan Roberts began by doing really no more than slapping the tails of his whip over my upper thighs and lower stomach with less severity that I had experienced when being playfully spanked by my husband some years ago, an experience I found to be not at all unpleasant. Certainly none of these blows were enough to cause me any real pain so I had no cause to protest or scream.
Perhaps Stefan was testing me but, when he unexpectedly landed a couple of blows upon my Breasts and nipples the stinging sensation in my nipples caused me to wince and utter ‘Ouch’ but no more than that and I was expecting the blow when it happened again and this time, prepared for the stinging of my nipples I merely winced and stared defiantly back at my tormentor then doing the same thing over again when Stefan, this time a little harder, again landed the leather tails on my nipples.
By then I was determined not give this man the satisfaction of hearing me plead for mercy or to allow myself the self indulgence of crying , realising at the time that my silent defiance was exactly what Stefan Roberts wanted from me.
‘Okay Susan now turn around’ Ordered Stefan after aiming another couple of blows over my reddening Breasts.
He could have course have simply walked around me to face my back but, as I was to learn, Stefan’s power to control me both verbally and psychologically was almost if not more important that the physical aspect.
What I hadn’t seen though was Stefan exchanging the ‘cat’ for a short leather crop and only when this one inch wide leather strap landed across my buttocks did I emit my first howl of protest, wincing to the stinging pain created by the harsh strip of leather.
‘Owww!, Oh God’ I shouted.
‘So you like this one Susan’ the maniac chided me before pulling my panties right up into the crevice between my buttocks then begin a sustained period of blows to both my buttocks, allowing a good few seconds between each blow before adding the next, leaving me squirming helplessly upon the plastic stool , gritting my teeth but unable to prevent myself from moaning aloud to each blow.
Gradually I lost all sense of time until, with my arms and wrists aching like mad Stefan had again ordered me to face him but then I looked down in horror to see Annie place another plastic stool of the floor beside the one upon which I stood and then pulled one of my ankles until I stood with one foot on each plastic stool.
Imagine then my horror when Annie pushed the stools apart, thereby spreading my legs further and further apart, completely exposing my pubic area.
That was I believe the end for me, because when Stefan cruelly aimed the leather strap right between my legs to hit square on my vulval lips I cried out in sudden excruciating pain and then again as Stefan repeated the process before I had even got anywhere near recovering from his first blow.
Of course my first instinctive reaction was to protect my exposed genitals and so I closed my legs and ,totally unmindful that I was standing on the two stools, I was crying out to the sudden shock of being left hanging by my wrists and swinging from the wooden beam above me.
My loud pain induced pleading with both Annie and Stefan was to no avail as Stefan then callously lifted one of my dangling legs by the ankle and then proceeded to beat my inner thigh with the leather crop causing me to plead for him to release me and scream even louder in my distress.
‘You know what you have to ask me’ replied Stefan, leaving me with no choice at all, hang there in humiliating pain whilst Stefan punished me ever harder or face the inevitable and ask that Annie ‘play’ with me.
‘All you have to do to stop this is say ‘Please Mr. Roberts, I want Annie to play with me’
I gasped, No longer caring one little bit about pride or vanity, wanting only this cruel punishment to end there and then so without further ado I capitulated.
‘Please Mr. Roberts’ I moaned, ‘I want Annie to play with me!
Never in my life had I been as grateful as when Annie replaced the stool under my feet and lowered my aching arms.
At least they no longer felt detached from my shoulders but it turned out to be a case of out o the frying pan and into the fire as I stood upon the plastic stool and listened as Stefan told me,
You are a fit girl’ Susan, so you Annie will have a wrestling match on the blue mat over there, the winner will be the first girl to remove both bra and panties from the other then hold down her opponent for ten seconds whilst having two fingers in her pussy and her tongue in her mouth…………if you are the winner Susan then Annie belongs to you and Jason stays excluded until he shows due remorse, but if Annie is the winner you then belong to her and you apologise to Jason and ask him to return to school. Of course if you still don’t want to play with Annie then you stay right there and take another more severe beating, although hanging upside down this time!’
Only an hour ago I would never have believed I would ever in my life hear such words as these, even if I had done so I would have looked upon Stefan Roberts ghastly declaration as a sick joke, the product of a disturb mind not even worthy of a reply.
That though was then and by now I knew better, yes in all probability Stefan Roberts did indeed have a sick mind but I knew full well his demand was not a sick joke but a assertion of fact, the prelude to yet more degradation for me despite the fact I was shaking my head in defiance and alarm.
Never in my life had I so much as touched another woman’s private parts, let alone wrestled with one or kissed her in the intimate manner Stefan was indicating.
But if Stefan Roberts’s really thought I wouldn’t ensure both her and his wife spent a thousand years behind bars for what they were doing to me then he must be well and truly mad but as I looked across to the barn at the blue mat Stefan had indicated I knew that for the time being I had to comply with his demands.
What was the alternative? At least with Stefan’s demands I would have a chance of victory, no matter how slight and if I could, just could, disable Annie then perhaps, just perhaps, I could find the willpower to overcome my revulsion and do the things Stefan had demanded of me, But God, why oh why should I be forced to these horrendous things, why me for gods sake!
Miserably I nodded my head in agreement, after which Annie removed the collar and cuffs from my wrists and neck then, under Stefan’s watchful eyes she left me to replace my bra before taking my hand and leading me across to the room sized thick rubber topped blue foam mating.
‘No biting, punching or scratching on either side, all those things are punishable by twenty strokes of the riding crop!’ Stefan informed us as Annie and I stood opposite one another.
‘Okay girls, let battle commence!’
With plenty of time spent in the gym I have always managed to keep in trim whilst also being taught some basic self defence moves but nothing could have prepared me for what I was doing right then and
At first, like a couple of the boxers you see on TV, we slowly circled each other. My plan, if you could call it a plan had been to remove Annie’s bra and panties by means of lunging toward her, make a grab at either garment and then rip them away from her body after
which I would use the self defence moves I had been taught in the gym to first trip her over then dive on her body to trap her on the mat and hold her down, then, well then I would just have to ignore my own revulsion at the idea of doing the repulsive things Stefan had told us to do.
All of which would have been fine had I been fighting a tailor's dummy but Annie Roberts was no Mannequin and towering over me with her slim lithe and tanned body clad only in her revealing black bra and matching thong , Annie seemed more Amazon than dummy.
As the realisation dawned upon me that I would soon be fighting this woman also wearing only bra and panties myself I felt more helpless than ever, in the very short period of time since I had first met her this woman had dominated me to the extent I was by now in genuine fear of her and what she would be capable of doing to me.
So feeling my only hope would lay a swift decisive conquest of Annie I straight away lunged toward her breasts with one outstretched arm, hoping to grab her bra and rip it away from her body.
But with almost lightening speed Annie side stepped my clumsy lunge before grabbing and pulling my outstretched arm to send me tumbling away from her and, loosing my balance, tumble onto the blue matting.
Annie made no move toward my prostrate figure but instead strangely slowly circled me, waiting for me to rise which I quickly did before again lunging toward her this time though with my head bend over, this time to try to head butt Annie’s stomach.
Without realising I was in fact blind to what she were doing at the same time, I was taken by surprise as Annie again side stepped me only this to step behind my onrushing body, grab by my arms and then hold me in a wrestlers ‘full nelson’ with both her arms under mine before her hands were clasped together at the back of my neck, trapping me, pulling me back onto her chest with my head downward facing the floor.
Struggle as I did when Annie managed to grip both my arms in one of hers, I was still unable to escape the stronger woman’s grasp and to my frustration fund myself unable to prevent her free hand
Slipping both bra straps over my shoulders and tugging the entire garment down over my breasts.
Annie then harshly tweaked and pulled upon both my nipples whilst I squirmed around in a futile bid to break free of her strong grip upon me. Then Annie began nuzzling and kissing my neck and, much to my disgust, I felt her hot wet tongue pushing its way into and worming around my ear.
Combined with her continued abuse of my nipples this additional humiliation spurned me on to even greater efforts to release myself from Annie’s awesome grip and I thrashed my head around trying to escape the hot wet tongue inside my ear.
Eventually I found myself pushed forward by Annie who, unseen by me, had placed one foot before my ankle and so I fell to the matting once again, but this time I was horrified to discover Annie had unclasped my bra strap, leaving the white lacy garment in her grasp whilst I lay face down on the matting!.
Once again, and with my breath harsh and rasping from my unrelenting exertion, I struggled up, but this time minus my bra and very Self-conscious that my large naked breasts were swinging freely around whilst I squared up to Annie, I glanced toward Stefan who was circling us like some gruesome vulture to see him smiling at my almost naked stance, but it was Annie I should have been looking at because my slight inattention allowed her to close in on me and clasp me in a bear hug.
Squashing my bare breasts against her body, Annie’s arms encircled me at the waist, trapping my arms against my sides before her fingers suddenly slipped inside my white panties to first squeeze and then prize apart my buttocks.
Abruptly I gasped in surprise, Annie was pushing a finger into my rectum and unable to move back or forth I could do nothing but endure the appalling ignominy of Annie pushing her finger further into my Anus, wriggling the appalling digit around whilst nuzzling my neck with her lips.
This latest and most degrading of intrusions made me struggle and squirm all the more, but the more I struggled the faster I was losing my strength.
I was huffing and puffing but getting nowhere against the superior strength and ability of Annie Roberts whose finger remained buried, wriggling around deep inside my rectum as gradually I lost more and more of my strength and breath, recognizing my situation was more and more dire when she whispered. ‘You’ll soon be my baby bitch Susie’ then once again pushing her tongue into my ear.
But my utter revulsion toward Annie’s actions and words had so infuriated and enraged me that from somewhere, I at last managed to
find enough strength to break free of her vice like grip upon me and With my arms now free and acutely aware of Annie’s finger ‘plopping’ out of my anus, I managed to get a one handed grip upon her wrist and with the other her elbow before placing one leg behind hers.
With an almighty effort I pushed against my grip on her arm and Annie went sprawling backward, crashing down to lie flat out on the matting whilst I stood over her, thankful I had at last
managed to gain a foothold in what had until then been an unequal struggle.
But as I quickly pondered my next move Annie simply smiled up at me, licking her lips she eyed my naked Breasts and nipples, heaving up and down from my exertions.
‘Mmm, they look ever better now, I really am going to enjoy playing with those Susie’
My brief hesitation after being taken aback and discomfited by her words was enough for Annie to get herself up to a kneeling position from where, to my complete surprise, she reached out, grabbed the waistband of my panties and in one swift awful movement pulled the white lacy garment down my legs and around my ankles.
Frozen in sudden shock I looked down at my dark patch of neatly trimmed pubic hair into which Annie’s eyes now burned. Inexplicably my first thought was that I was now totally naked and displaying my body to a student’s parent’s.
Having my breasts exposed to these people had been bad enough but now having my most intimate of areas so cruelly exposed to the view of the parents of a boy I had excluded from school only the day before must surely be my ultimate humiliation.
But those few seconds spent dwelling upon my nakedness were to prove fatal because, from her squatting stance, it proved all to easy for Annie to then throw her weight against my stomach and with her hands already around my ankles, throw me backward onto the matting.
Winded by her shoulder crashing into my stomach I was powerless to prevent Annie from climbing over me and trapping my hands under her knees either side of me and no matter how much I bucked and
arched my body upward I was unable to shift this strong woman’s body and eventually I ran out of steam. Naked and trapped under Annie’s lithe strong body, no longer could I think in terms of winning this battle and breathing heavily, I looked up into my tormentor’s triumphant eyes as she loomed over me, laughing at my impotent resentment of her treatment toward me.
So with my hands trapped under her knees Annie was free to toy with me as she wished, Soon she began fondling my breasts and nipples and with me on the edge of exhaustion, hugely embarrassed and ashamed at my helplessness, I could do nothing when, lowering her face toward mine, Annie planted very wet kisses over my face and neck. Only when she placed her lips on mine, trying to push her tongue into my mouth did I, though my resentment at being used this way, find the will to move my head from side to side only for Annie’s
With her face inches from mine Annie whispered.
‘You’re my baby bitch now Susie so make it easier for yourself and open your mouth’
Again I shook my head in denial, unwilling to submit to her repulsive
Demand but suddenly I was screaming in agonizing pain as Annie squeezed and pulled both my nipples to the extent I really thought they were about be ripped from my breasts.
‘Oh my god, please…….for god’s sake stop this!’ I squealed.
‘Open your mouth and push out you tongue!’
Unable to bear the excruciating pain a moment longer I pushed my tongue from between parted lips and passively accepted the terrible indignity of having Annie’s tongue press against my own before pushing both our tongues between my lips, searching out every part of my mouth with her unwelcome intrusion.
With Annie’s tongue buried deep in my mouth her sudden deftness came as a surprise when, with her lips glued to mine her lithe body suddenly rolled off of me to land sideways on to my prone body,
Trapping my left arm under her body and with amazing deftness she then placed her right arm under the back of my neck before threading her lower arm through the crook of my elbow then grips my wrist in her hand.
All this had taken place with astonishing speed and whilst I was still coming to terms with Annie’s latest grip upon me her left leg covered my own left leg , not only did this move totally immobilise me again but it also to ensured I could not squeeze my legs together!
Having achieved all this without removing her tongue from my mouth Annie then began using her spare hand to freely stroke and caress my upper body. Continuing her interminable kissing of my mouth Annie’s fingers, I have to admit, gently caressed me from the tops of the black hold up stockings, still amazingly in place on my legs, on up my stomach then breasts until eventually I felt those fingers soothingly brushing my sore nipples.
Only then did Annie break from her kissing of me, and long enough for her to lift her mouth from mine, she whispered.
‘Oh my poor baby bitch, I’m so sorry I had to hurt you but you really were naughty’
Whether Annie was being genuine or simply mocking me as a mischievous child I knew not, but I then suddenly stiffened in dread, Annie’s fingers had left my nipples and this time wandered down on past my stomach to find my pubic area.
Then Annie was again planting soft kisses on my lips and with just one finger making slow circles with her fingernail, she found her way through my pubic hair toward the entrance to my sex.
With her iron like grip on me so complete, I found it impossible to do more than just lie there on the mat breathing heavily my body stiff as a board, shaking my head I pleaded with her.
‘Please…….please don’t do this’ I said between Annie’s kisses, my voice soft and croaking,
‘Shush. Baby bitch, hush now’ replied Annie before kissing me again. And then I was trembling in apprehension, Annie’s finger had not only found my sex lips which, for some reason were slippery with my juices but was slipping between them, causing me to gasp aloud in something I knew was more than just the shock of this woman’s intrusion of my body.
All of a sudden Annie tongue was again in my mouth, searching out my own and to my utter eternal shame, this time I responded, pushing my own Tongue against Annie’s whilst gasping again as I felt another two fingers pushed inside me to begin a steady back and forth rhythm whilst her thumb pushed and probed my clitoris.
At the back of my mind was the knowledge Annie had now crushed me but, at that moment such was the incredible yet illicit pleasure running through my body I would have gladly apologised to Jason and restored him to school and only dimly was I aware of Stefan’s deep voice above me.
‘I declare Annie the winner by means of her opponent’s submission, that gives Annie ownership of Susan Andrews, what are you going to do with your prize Annie?’
Was I disappointed when Annie lifted her mouth from mine? Whether or not I was voluntarily or otherwise engaging in an act of lesbian sex with her was debatable, but I admit I was pushing myself onto Annie’s fingers and only half aware of her words when she replied to Stefan.
‘If it pleases you Master I shall train her to obey and serve my Master’s and then myself if my Master would so permit…………but Master, first I wish to fuck my little baby bitch Susie to leave my mark on her.’
Only later would I discover what Annie meant by my ‘Master’s in the plural but right then the enormity of the words ‘fuck her’ and ‘leave my mark on her’ consumed me because I knew I was loosing my uneven struggle to contain my natural long repressed desires.
‘Very well Annie, you have my permission to fuck her’ replied Stefan and even before my mind had registered the horrendousness of what may be about to happen to me Annie had turned me onto my stomach, leaving a void in my sex where her fingers had been, she promptly straddled me, her knees either side of my bottom.
‘But Before then I will give my little baby bitch a massage’ said Annie, her fingers and palms were on my back and shoulders, rubbing, caressing, soothing me even and I lay face down on the matting, naively wondering how it was possible for one woman to fuck another, surely though it should be rape, but how could Annie rape me, aside from using her fingers, but as she had already done this I could think only that she must be planning to use her mouth on me.
I thought also of Annie’s choice of address for me, that of ‘little baby bitch’. I was, even after all I had been through, finding the massage inexplicably relaxing but I could only assume her words ‘baby bitch’ were meant to demean me.
But oddly I thought also, that by calling me ‘ my little baby bitch’, Annie was demonstrating her power over me, that perhaps in her eyes I was now her property, she had subjugated me and I was now her plaything.
And no longer did I have the strength or will to defy her, So I admitted to myself Annie had in effect ‘broken’ me; I was now under her patronage and realising that if I were to be subservient toward her then her ‘ownership’ of me would surely mean she would protect me from too much more of the brutality Stefan had earlier shown toward me.
Then almost as if she were reading my thoughts Annie told me.
‘Now that you belong to me I shall protect my little baby bitch, but before then you have to answer for your treatment of Jason , after that your Mistress Annie will train you to be an obedient slave toward her Masters and Mistress’
And with that horrendous assertion ringing in my ears Annie pulled my hips upward and back until I was kneeling on the mat facing away from her, this done, she then gently pushed my face back onto the matting.
Fully aware my bottom was now raised before her, Annie’s hands reached underneath my body to cup and weigh my large breasts now hanging down and almost touching the floor. Once again she squeezed my nipples, although gently this time, making me tingle with illicit pleasure before reluctantly she let go of my breasts to then hold both my hips.
Unexpectedly I was then aware of something large and hard touching and pushing against my sex and before I could react the large intruder was passing between my sex lips, onward inside me, filling me and suddenly It dawned upon me I was being ‘fucked’ by what I was later to discover to be a ‘strap on penis’ Stefan had fitted around Annie’s waist whilst she had massaged me, this then was Annie’s method of ‘fucking me’
I should have, and indeed did at first, feel violated and debased by Annie’s casual use of me as a sex object. But having experienced her effortless ability to control me, I was by then, both in fear and awe of this woman and dared not oppose her will, leaving Annie free to build a steady rhythm inside me and inevitably the rubber intruder began doing its work, yes I was ashamed of my wanton capitulation to my repressed desires but It had been Five years since I had taken a man inside me and that is a long, long time to go without the multiple orgasms I had so enjoyed when my husband had been fit but even then I never felt such sensations I was experiencing at that moment , for even before his accident my husband had often ejaculated before I had gained total satisfaction.
So together with my already heightened sense of arousal I was soon pushing myself back onto the rubber penis Annie incessantly thrust in and out of my sex, pushing the intruder so deeply inside me at times that I felt it must surely burst the wall of my womb before, mercifully Annie would then slowly draw back before, holding my hips tightly, begin the rhythm over again, all the while stroking caressing my back, reaching under my body to again cup my breasts and tweak my nipples and then sometimes lightly spanking me upon my upraised buttocks whilst all the while softly whispering to me.
.’ Mmm, you are such a good little baby bitch, Susie, so pretty and your Mistress is so proud of you’.
Somehow I even found myself responding to these words, even a strange sense of pride that I was somehow pleasing her and so, Unsurprisingly, I began to experience climax after climax, juicing with orgasm
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Occasionally Annie would withdraw from me completely, teasing me I suppose and certainly it worked, for each time Annie so withdrew from me I felt a sense of loss before she thrust into me again and it was on one such occasion, lost in the fog of another orgasm, only faintly was I aware of Annie’s words.
‘She’s ready for you now Master.’ but most certainly I was aware that suddenly the rubber penis had been replaced inside me by something much hotter, more vibrant and alive. ‘Please…….no…..please no’ I whimpered, realising when two strong hands gripped my hips that Stefan had penetrated me.
But my whimpering earned only half a dozen slaps to my bottom cheeks whilst this new invader began slowly and powerfully ease its way deeper and deeper inside me until it could go no further, there it stopped, buried to the hilt inside me, relishing its power over me.
‘Grip it Susan, grip it with your cunt and ask it to make love to you’ came Stefan’s harsh command as he again harshly slapped my buttocks.
Gone now were Annie’s gentle ministrations and reassuring words, Stefan was raping me and I suddenly realised just what Annie had meant when telling me I must ‘Answer for my treatment of Jason’.
And so, terrified by the undoubtedly harsh penalty refusal to his demand would bring me I gripped the throbbing penis deep inside me with my virginal muscles, whispering. ‘Make love to me, please make love to me’ only to be rewarded by harsher slaps to my bottom and the barked command.
‘Louder bitch! Louder, and tell me who it is you want to make love to you!’
Knowing this nightmare would end only with my compliance I replied, loudly.
‘Please……please make love me Mr. Roberts……..please make love me’
As so he did.
Savagely and brutally he used me, plunging in and out of me, spanking me, twisting my nipples and crushing my breasts in his surprisingly soft hands.
I’m ashamed to confess this ruthless callous treatment of my body took me to a level of sexual realization I had never before experienced and, unable to stop myself I was crying in pure euphoric ecstasy as his heartless degrading acts grew apace.
‘Oh god, oh my god, don’t stop, please don’t stop, that’s so good’ I cried.
Orgasm after orgasm surged through me until, with my hips pulled tight against his body, stream after stream of hot semen splashed into me until I was allowed to collapse into a spent exhausted shameful heap, face down upon the blue matting.
But seconds later I was being pulled up the hair until I faced a still erect penis, its plum like head dripping a mixture of semen and my cum juices.
I looked up but it was not Stefan Roberts pulling on my hair but to my absolute horror, his son Jason and To my utter despair I realised I had been penetrated and raped by the very person whose vile behaviour I had come to this place to discuss.
Pulling my mouth close to the dripping penis he had just taken from within my Virgina, Jason growled.
‘I said you would beg me to fuck you Mrs. Andrews, well now that I have done that for you, you can clean my cock with your tongue!’
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End of Part Two
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