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Hypnotising\nHayley Chapter Four

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\nHayley experiences her first caning

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Ryan\nstood up and went for a piss. Hayley, legs still spread, felt a\nslight cold wind blowing against her opened vulva but was too scared\nto move. When Ryan returned he glanced at her still in the same\nexposed position and sat on the sofa still\nwith just his T-shirt on to\nresume his videogame. It was time to eat, but he thought he would\ngive her a bit of time to recover.

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\nHayley sat contemplating her fate. Occasional tears escaped and\nrolled down her cheeks. She reminded herself she just had to endure.\nOnce she was out she could go to the police. She just had to endure.\nBut how much more was she going to have to put up with. There was all\nnight and tomorrow and somehow she thought it was more likely to get\nworse than better. She should hate him but she didn’t. She just\nhated her predicament. He had probably fixed her so she couldn’t\nhate him. What else had he done to her mind she wondered. Another\ntear rolled down. After fifteen minutes when her legs and vulva were\ncold from the draft and she had recovered from the shock of the\nfucking she got the courage to ask him if she could move.

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\n“Sure,” he said, “sit on the sofa. You can play the game with\nme if you like.”

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“I’m\nfeeling a little tired master,” she excused herself. It might have\nbeen a mistake. It might have taken her mind off things. She really\nwasn’t sure she had any concentration left at this moment though.\nRyan was playing a fighting\ngame on line, cursing and swearing when he landed a good hit or\nreceived one from his opponent. Hayley watched him beating up the\nother virtual characters blankly and still only half aware he still\nhadn’t put his jeans back on.

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\nAfter about half an hour he put the controller down and stroked her\nthigh.

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\n“Oh well time for dinner,” he said lightly. Hayley thought he was\ngoing to make something for them, but she should have known better.\nAfter a slight pause he said “get dressed and see what you can\nrustle up for us in the kitchen.”

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\nHayley’s whole body felt like it had been through a workout, which\nin a way it had. She had scarcely stopped doing things ever since she\narrived. She put on the skirt and top, wincing as the skirt slid\nover her butt and went bare footed into the kitchen. The tiles were\ncold on her feet but she was glad to have the shoes off. She saw them\nmore as sex wear to emphasise her legs than ordinary clothes at the\nmoment. Even though she was in a different room to Ryan her clothes,\nor lack of them, still made her constantly aware of herself as a sex\nthing.

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\nShe looked in the fridge and cupboards and to her surprise found he\nhad bought some pork chops. The rest of the fridge was beer and a\nbottle of vodka. The freezer had what she imagined he normally ate,\nvariously different shaped pieces of battered or breaded chicken,\nfrozen sausages, burgers etc.

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\nShe baked the chops with some oven chips, peas and instant gravy\ngranules. They ate on the sofa off the two side tables. Ryan went in\nthe kitchen and brought back two coffees and some choc rolls. The\nrest of the evening went like a normal evening. Ryan had put his\njeans back on to eat and afterwards they discussed what film to\nstream. He put his arm round her and she thought it wise to cuddle\ninto him. He didn’t even drink much. Just two bottles. Sometimes he\ngroped a breast or slid his hand up to feel her cunt, she made sure\nshe parted her legs for him, but otherwise a fairly normal evening.

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\nAfter the second film he kissed and groped her a little as\nboyfriend/girlfriend do and then they went to bed. Here he fucked her\nfairly normally before going to sleep. It was clearly all for him. He\nwould squeeze her breasts or vagina to make her moan in pain while he\nkissed her and when he fucked her it was so he could come not her,\nbut based on the afternoon’s activities she regarded this as almost\nnormal.

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\nRyan wanted to pace himself. He too was aware tomorrow might be a\nlong day. \n

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\nHayley was going to stay awake and see if she could escape, but was\nso exhausted fell asleep before Ryan.

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\nNext day started with him waking her by pulling her towards him by\nher nipple so she was lying facing him and then pushing her down to\nsuck his dick. He made her go down and suck his balls and then the\nskin between his ass and his balls. It smelt and tasted a little of\nshit, but not enough to be more than unpleasant. She grimaced and got\ndown to it, glad to suck his cock again afterwards to get rid of the\ntaste. \n

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\nWhen he finally tired of this he pulled her up by her hair, put an\narm around her and pulled her head into his neck. He squeezed her\nnipple and twisted it to get a few moans now and then, but on the\nwhole was content to relax for a while and feel her skin against his.\nWhen he felt restless he put his hand on her hand and guided it to\nhis dick and told her to make it hard so he could fuck her. She could\nuse her other hand to masturbate and make herself wet for him. After\nall she couldn’t expect him to do all the work. Hayley complied and\nhe rolled her onto her side to take her from behind. This was\npossibly the first time since she had arrived that something actually\nfelt pleasant. He shot a small load into her and pushed her down to\nclean off his slimey cock and balls. Hayley found this both\nhumiliating and unpleasant, but submissively went down to take the\nsoft slimy worm thing into her mouth and clean it off. Next as\nyesterday he cleaned out her cunt with his fingers and made her suck\nthat up too.

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\n“I normally have cereal,” he said when she had finished sucking\nthe fifth lot of goo off his fingers, “but I thought as you were\ncoming we could have bacon and egg. Go and make it will you.”\nHayley hesitated as she didn’t know what she was to wear.

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\n“Now,” he said, so she got up and made it naked. Hot fat spat out\nof the frying pan onto her breasts and stomach making her flinch and\ntense. There was a small table and four plastic kitchen chairs in\nthe otherwise small kitchen. She put the food on plates and put them\non the table. She thought about putting the skimpy clothes on and\nescaping, but he had said she would not be able to open or go through\nthe door without his permission. She had no reason to doubt it and\nshook just at the thought of another punishment.

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\n“It’s ready,” she said back in the bedroom, then suddenly\nremembered, “master.” God how could she nearly forget already.

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\n“Yeah lets have it in the living room. Oh and some coffee.”

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\nShe put the kettle on and took the plates into the living room\nputting one on each dilapidated side table, quickly made the coffee\nand brought it in. Ryan had pulled on the same T-shirt and jeans as\nyesterday though not bothered with socks. He turned on Youtube on the\nTV and played a pranks video. Hayley bent to eat.

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\n“I don’t remember saying you got to eat.” Her knife and fork\nfroze in the air and she looked at him with startled eyes. She didn’t\nknow what to say. After a moment she put her knife and fork back down\non the plate.

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\n“No, I’m only kidding,” he laughed, “you can eat.”

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\nHayley said nothing. Just his prank she guessed. Normally she would\nhave told someone off for this kind of thing, but for now she just\nhad to eat humble pie and be grateful she was allowed to eat at all,\neven if it was naked.

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\n“Will you be having me naked all day master?” It was supposed to\nbe a critical comment but having to put the word master at the end of\nevery sentence made everything sound submissive instead. As if it was\nonly being said to please him.

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\n“Probably not. We’ll see. We might go out.”

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\nOut? Wearing that top and skirt? She would die with embarrassment.\nThen she perked up. She might be able to escape.

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\n“Now for some morning exercise,” said Ryan surprisingly when they\nhad finished the coffee.

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\n“You do morning exercise master?”

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\n“No need to sound so surprised but no, actually I was thinking of\nyou.”

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\n“M’m.”

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\n“I’ll show you how its done. We can do it together to begin with.\nIt’ll tone your muscles. Do you do yoga?”

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\n“No master,” she said warily.

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\n“We’ll do some of that as well. Makes you bendy.”

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\n“Do I need to be bendy master?”

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\n“Oh yes.”

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\n“Right so first we lie on our front. Move the tables out of the\nway.”

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\nA servant and a slave or were they the same? She cleared the tables\nout of the way and lay on the floor. The clothed man and the naked\ngirl. He showed her the following sequence which she copied.

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\nFour push ups. See her tits hang down then flatten as they pushed\ninto the dirty carpet. Roll onto back and four sit ups from hands\nstretched above the head to hands touching the toes. Lie on her back\nand do three rolls to left and right. Stand up. Four arms from the\nside to meeting above the head. Watch the tits rise and fall. Turn to\nface the wall away from the couch and bend straight legged 6 times to\ntouch toes. She had her back to the couch so her cunt was displayed\nwith each bend.

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\nHayley began to get the idea. This was not so much exercise as her\nshowing anybody on the couch her various bits in different positions.\nThis was confirmed when the next exercise was turn to face the sofa\nand do four squats holding the squat position for three seconds\nbefore rising. Finally her back to the sofa again on all fours and\npush the pelvis back six times.

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\n“For the abdominal muscles,” he said. Yeah she thought.

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\n“Now you try. I’ll remind which one comes next.” He sat on the\nsofa and leant back to watch her.

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\nShe began. At least she didn’t have a duster in her hand. She moved\nthrough the exercises easily and gracefully. When she finished the\nbackward pelvic thrusts on all fours which made her look as if she\nwas practising fucking Ryan said “crawl over here.,” and opened\nhis legs. She crawled between them.

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\n“Now nuzzle and kiss my crotch.” She kissed the bulge in his\njeans and nuzzled the area with her mouth and nose.

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\n“A girl often likes a reward after exercising and what better place\nto get a reward than from a penis.”

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\nHayley said nothing. She had worked out the best way to handle things\nwas to say things in her head. Ha, ha, ha she thought sarcastically.

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\nWhen Ryan had watched her enough, a slight smile playing on his lips\nhe pulled her off by the hair and tapped the sofa. Like an obedient\ndog she got on it.

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\n“What shoud we do now? I gotta give it to you the house is looking\nbetter. Tell you what, you put the chain and bells on and then give\nthis room a hoover, then I’ll give you a caning and we can drive\nout somewhere. Say thank you.”

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\n“Thank you master.”

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\nHayley went to the drawer and took out the chain with the nipple\nclamps and the two bells. She was shocked at the range of other sex\ntoys in there, but closed the drawer hurriedly before she had to\nthink about it. She saw how the clamps screwed down and put them on,\nthen the bells.

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\n“You can do tighter than that. Turn them till they hurt.”

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\nHayley turned until her nipples had flattened and felt uncomfortable.

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\n“Do they hurt?”

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\n“Yes master.”

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\n“Do another half turn on each. Remember, I’m watching.”

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\nHayley did as she was told and let out a small moan and grimaced. It\nhurt. She looked at him to see if he was satisfied. He smiled and\nnodded. She went to get the cylinder hoover and hoovered the room.\nThe chain swayed hurting her nipples through the clamps and the bells\njingled. Ryan watched her tits jiggle and ass bend and considerately\nlifted his legs when she got to the sofa. When she had finished and\nput the hoover away, from the sideboard cupboard he took a straight\npiece of bamboo that he had bought in a plant store and put her\nacross his knee as he had when he had spanked her. Hayley began\ntrembling. She was almost crying already. Her mind now was no longer\nfilled with sarcastic thoughts, just fear.

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\nRyan stroked her smooth butt cheeks then gave them a reassuring few\npats. A naked girl across your lap trembling with fear, but willing\nto let you do whatever you want, who could want for more?

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\n“Don’t worry. It won’t be like yesterday,” and then he\nbrought the cane down.

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\nSplat! A line of fire erupted across her cheeks.

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\n“Aaaaaah.” God no, she thought. Not like yesterday. Worse……

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\nRyan paused to stroke her cheeks again and wait for the welt to come\nup.

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\nSplat!

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\n“Aaaaah,” she cried out again. A pause for the pain to sink in\nbefore another splat and another cry of agony.

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\n“Not many more.” \n

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\nHayley was holding back the tears. As long as she didn’t cry she\ncould keep control. Maybe earn his respect. She couldn’t stop\nshouting out though as each stroke came down. Ryan gave her eight.\nEight hard stinging strokes. As hard as the sitting position allowed.\nHe looked at the double tram lines all spaced with a satisfied smile\nand a big dick. Haley had felt it rising as he went along. Getting\npleasure from her pain. There were tears in her eyes and it hurt like\nhell, but she had endured it without breaking. She wasn’t the mess\nshe had been yesterday.

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\nRyan of course had not intended to break her this time. He wanted her\nto feel her ass hurting while they were out. The pain from the cane\nwould last a while.

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\n“Stand up and stand in front of me with your hands behind your head\nelbows back, feet wide.”

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\nHayley hauled herself off the sofa and stood in front of him in the\nprescribed manner. Ryan looked at her beautiful body. Tits correctly\ndisplayed, cunt a little parted. The soft blonde hairs hid nothing\nwith her crack extending about an inch up on her mound, her labia\nclearly visible. How he’d like to turn those red. Her face was taut\nand tight and he could tell there were held back tears. She was\ntrembling slightly.

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\n“Turn around and bend your back in a bit. It’ll emphasise your\ntits and ass for me better.”

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\nSuch a great ass.

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\n“Let’s go to the mirror.” He took her into the bedroom so she\ncould look over her shoulder and see the eight double tram lines\nacross her peach like globes. It was still obvious on her face that\nit hurt like hell. He gave her tit a grope and said, “right put on\nyour clothes and we’ll drive somewhere for a walk.” He nodded\ntowards the skirt and top on the floor near the bed so there could be\nno mistake what clothes he meant.

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\n“I can’t go out in those master,” she faltered.

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\n“Of course you can,” he said breezily, “you won’t be meeting\nanyone you know. We’re going for a walk in the countryside so you\nmay not meet anyone. Put them on. You don’t want to spend the\nafternoon being punished again do you?”

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\n“No master but…..” Hayley stopped, “...but they’re not\ndecent.” My god she sounded such a prude! Yet she was right. Not\neven a prostitute would go out wearing such clothes with nothing\nbeneath them.

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\n“They cover you. I’m not after us being arrested.”

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\n“But my boobs show through completely.” She nearly forgot.\n“Master.”

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\n“Not completely, though it’ll make any men/boys who see you ogle\na bit. You should be pleased you’re making them happy. And for\nfree. Put them on and don’t argue,” he said more firmly, picked\nup some socks and left the room. His coat and shoes were near the\ndoor.

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\nHayley stood in pain and indecision. How could she go out in these\ntrollop clothes. She’d die of embarrassment. Yet if she didn’t…\n She was still biting her lip from the stripes on her butt. She felt\ntears spring to her eyes as she looked at the top on the floor. And\nwhat if the wind blew. Her lower half would be exposed too.

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\n“I’ll count to ten,” Ryan shouted from next door, “one…..”

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\nHayley’s fear overcame her embarrassment and she quickly pulled\nthem both on, grabbed her shoes and walked quickly into the living\nroom. \n

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\n“Five,” he stopped, “good. Be a shame to ruin such a nice\nafternoon.”

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\nHayley sat to put her shoes on and they left. Ryan had opened the\ndoor and said “you can go through now.” What Hayley did not know\nwere the other commands he had embedded into her sub-conscious.

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\nShe had a prohibition on speaking to anyone or doing anything except\nkeep a straight face or smile if other people were around. She would\nonly feel secure if she was near him. The further away she got from\nhim the more insecure and anxious she would become until real fear\nwould overcome her like a phobia and she would have to run back to\nhim. Her maximum distance would be 5 metres. The only exception would\nbe if she was going to a toilet. She would feel insecure but not to\nthe extent of fear. It would be unpleasant though and she would want\nto get back to him as soon as she could. She would obey any order\nthat began “Hayley I order...”. This was a fallback position if\nhe needed to take direct control of her. With these safeguards in\nplace and a shoulder bag of necessary trinkets Ryan was sure they\nwere going to have an enjoyable time. He certainly would.

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Hypnotising\nHayley Chapter Five

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\nHayley becomes a dog

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Ryan\nhad driven them to the local country park with woods and long walks,\nbut first he\ntook her into the inside coffee area. Hayley coloured up and just\nwanted to die. She stuck close to Ryan and tried to keep her back to\nthe room as they went to the counter to get some toasted sandwiches,\ncake and coffee. Dressed differently it might have been a pleasant\nexperience, dressed as she\nwas it was a nightmare.

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\nRyan paid and went to an empty table near the side. Hayley followed\ntight behind his back to try and hide herself. She got a few\nsurprised glances but no-one openly stared at her clearly outlined\nand wobbling breasts. At least it was a civilised place she thought.\nGod knows what would have happened if he’d taken her to one of the\nparks or pubs near the estates. The young boy at the till had stared\nat her tits as if mesmerised even though she had been trying to hide\nbehind Ryan.

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Ryan\nchose a small two seater table away\nfrom the room sides. This\ngave anyone who wanted to an\nample opportunity to enjoy\nthe site of her thighs. He\nnoticed she sat down carefully obviously still feeling the stripes on\nher butt.

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“You\nlook a bit flushed,” he said. Hayley said nothing but went even\nredder.

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\n“What d’you think of the place?”

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\n“It’s very nice Master,” she said quietly.

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\n“No need to say Master now. Lets just pretend its an ordinary date\neh?”

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“Right\nm…,” she stopped herself. How quickly things became habit\nforming. She wanted to eat as quickly as possible and get out, but\nRyan was in no hurry. She could have sworn he was the slowest eater\nshe had ever met. He talked\nabout some recent films and TV programs, but Hayley couldn’t\nconcentrate and found difficulty saying anything sensible. After\nwhat seemed hours, but was actually only thirty minutes they\nfinished. As they left a 6 year old boy at a table near the door,\nloudly said,\n“Mum, that girl’s got no bra.”

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\nEveryone looked at her. She flushed beetroot and felt tears rising\nup.

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\n“Shush Barry. It’s rude to talk about people,” his mum replied.\n

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Somehow,\neveryone was\nstaring at her bouncing boobs and\nclearly outlined nipples. \nHayley made the three remaining steps to the door and escaped into\nthe air. They turned sharply away from the childrens’ play area and\nheaded into the woods. Ryan’s\nshoulder bag jumped up and down on his hip, Hayley’s tits jumped up\nand down on her chest. An\nold couple were slowly walking back as they started down the path.\nShe could see the old man casting glances at her out of the corner of\nhis eye. When they had passed she heard him say to his wife, “well,\nthat’s a site for sore eyes eh Betty?”

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“You’re\na pervert that’s what you are,” she replied lightly. For Hayley\nit seemed like it was going to never end. They\npassed some boys on bicycles who definitely stared, a family with a\ndog and two other couples whom she heard whispering after they had\npassed. Eventually Ryan took her off the main path and they went\nthrough a pretty meadow with long grass and flowers.

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\n“Lets run like lovers do in the movies.” \n

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She\nwas pulled along with him as he skipped through the grass only aware\nof her bouncing boobs in this horrendous parody. After that he pulled\nher down and began kissing her. A\nhand went under her top to fondle and squeeze her. Later he ran it up\nher skirt to grope her pussy.

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\n“You see why it’s called a pussy when you go out with a girl with\nsome hair on.” \n

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Hayley\nsaid nothing and soon he was back at her boob. He was not\nromantically stroking and kissing her so\nmuch as just constantly\nfeeling her up. When\n his hands went to her butt and he pushed his hands over her stripes\nit hurt. When he’d had enough of romance he pulled her up and they\ncarried on. She wanted to\nrun away but was aware she couldn’t. If he got too far away she\nfelt anxious and compelled to catch up with him.

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\nHand in hand they walked through the wood to the clearing he used to\ntake Nicola.

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\n“Okay now I want to play Doggy.”

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\n“Doggy?”

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\n“Yeah. I act as if I’m your owner, which o’ course I am and you\nact like my doggy.”

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\n“Fine,” Hayley sighed knowing she had no choice. She was\nbeginning to feel as if she really did belong to him.

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\n“First we’ll start with a light spanking as I think it helps you\nto feel owned if you have a bit of a feeling in your ass to remind\nyou.”

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\n“Really.”

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\n“Yeah, so take your clothes off and get across my knee.”

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\n“Somebody might come!” Hayley felt herself going red again. Jesus\nshe was getting embarrassed like some school girl. She really didn’t\nwant any more embarrassment like in the cafe.

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“Nobody\ncomes here. It’s too far off the beaten track. If they did I’m\nsure they would quickly walk away. Don’t argue. Do it,” he said\nfirmly. \n

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When\nshe still stood there eyes big and frightened he shouted “take them\noff!” He strode over to her and pulled her top upwards, her arms\nwere pulled up and after a brief tug on her chin it was off. Before\nshe could react he’d\nsquatted and pulled her skirt to her ankles. He gave her a push so\nshe fell on her back and pulled them off. Hayley’s legs hung in the\nair a moment showing her cunt before flopping back to the ground.\nRyan took the clothes with him to the log and said “now crawl over\nhere and get across my lap,” then after a pause, “Doggy.”

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\nHayley really really didn’t want to do it, yet what could she do.\nShe wondered if she screamed. She hadn’t done anything in the cafe.\nProbably couldn’t. She could try and run but he must have foreseen\nthat. At least he did say a light spanking. If he could be believed.\nBefore they came out he’d said they wouldn’t meet anyone. What\nwas wrong with the guy? Why did he want to do these things?

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\nHayley, looking at the ground, crawled slowly on hands and knees\ntowards him.

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\n“Say woof woof and lift your head up to look at me when you’re\ncrawling. I like to see your eyes.”

\nWhat he meant was he liked to see her beaten, defeated eyes.

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\nShe raised her head.

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\n“Woof, woof.”

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\nKeep saying it.

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\n“Woof, woof.” Hayley gave it a five second pause and then “woof,\nwoof.”

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\nShe had reached his feet and he leaned down to pull her arm and get\nher across his knees. It was such a beautiful behind. A spanker’s\ndelight he imagined. Not big and floppy. Not flat but nicely rounded.\nThe way we like ‘em, he thought and brought his hand down for the\nfirst satisfying splat. The stripes from the cane had gone. It was\njust waiting to be turned red again. Right cheek, left cheek. Right\ncheek, left cheek. A satisfying slapping sound with each blow. A\njudder and wobble from each cheek, a judder and wriggle from Hayley.

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\nHe spanked her until her gasps turned to small mews. A cat. She was\nsupposed to be a dog. Ryan smirked. Time to let her go. That would be\na nice warm soreness now and was a pretty deep pink for him to look\nat as she crawled and scampered around.

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\n“Right,” he said, “now I want you to fetch the stick I’m\ngoing to throw. You’re to stay on all fours but do it as fast as\npossible. You can raise your body up so you can scamper on your feet\nand hands instead of just your knees. You should drop to your knees\nin between. When you bring it back kneel and sit up like a dog and I\nwill take it out of your mouth. Then lick my feet and turn around ass\nup head on the floor and waggle your butt to show you’re ready for\nthe next one. I’ll throw it and then belt your ass for you to\nstart.

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\n“You really think this will get me to like you?” asked Hayley.

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\nRyan looked puzzled. \n

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\n“I’ve never really thought about you liking me. Its whether I\nlike you. And I like you if you do and be whatever I tell you to do\nand be. So get in position unless you want a whipping.”

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\nHaley turned around put her ass in the air and chin on the ground so\nshe could see where the stick went.

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\n“Wiggle it.”

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\nHayley wiggled it. Well, she knew where she stood now. Nowhere.

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\n“Kneel and face me.” She did. From his bag Ryan took out a simple\nblack leather dog collar and fixed it around her neck. He gave her\nthe nipple clamps with chain and told her to put it on and then he\nhung the bells from it as before. He gave each clamp an extra turn to\nmake sure they were tight enough and then drew out a new toy. It was\na bell that clamped onto the septum of her nose. He adjusted it so it\nwould be tight enough to not fall off, but only be slightly\nuncomfortable.

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\n“Okay. Now wiggle it!” Hayley stuck her ass in the air, head on\nthe ground as before and wiggled. Ryan lubricated a butt plug with a\ntail.”

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\n“You need a tail so I’m about to put one up your butt hole. Don’t\nstruggle. Relax your muscles. It won’t hurt.” Hayley went tense\nbut somehow maintained her position without rebelling. God if she\nrebelled….. no, she couldn’t face it. Better the butt plug even\nthough she had never experienced one before. Ryan inserted it\nreasonably gently. Hayley moaned a bit, but it finally snapped into\nplace and she re-took her position.

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\n“Wiggle.”

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\nShe wiggled.

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\nHe threw the stick about 10 metres across the 15 metre clearing and\nbrought his belt, which he had taken out of his trousers, down on her\nass hard enough to sting.

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\n“Go!”

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\nHayley’s back legs straightened to give him a good view of the\nsplit peach of her cunt and like some awkward four legged spider she\nscampered and jingled after it on her toes and hands. She could feel\nthe tail brushing across her ass cheeks as she scampered. She kept\nher legs straight while she bent her head to pick it up and scampered\nback to him with it in her teeth. She knelt in front of him and\nlooked up at him.

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\n“Good dog,” he said taking the stick, “say woof woof after I\ntake the stick and don’t forget to lick my feet a couple of times.”

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\n“Woof woof.” \n

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\nShe knelt down to to give his dirty shoes a couple of licks setting\noff the ringing of her nose bell nicely then turned around to present\nher ass again and wiggle. She guessed the humiliating wiggle was just\nto get her to ask to be hit. \n

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\n“This stroke will be harder because you didn’t do it fast\nenough,” he said, threw the stick and lashed her hard. Hayley\ngasped as the pain landed on what was already sore from the spanking\nand shot off, to bring it back. She scampered as hard as she could.\nCould she sink much lower she thought.

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\nHayley went back and forth fetching the stick, jingling, wiggling her\nass, waving her tail and getting the belt for some time. She was\ngetting puffed out, breathing hard and her hands and toes were\ngetting sore from the constant contact with the grass and earth. When\nshe returned to Ryan now he noticed her chest heaving up and down.\nHer face was smeared a little with earth and there were loose parts\nof leaves and grass in the lower parts of her hair. He liked her\nbreathing hard through her mouth. It made her seem more doglike. He\ngave her a few minutes rest and then announced they would change to a\nball now. He pulled a small four centimetre black rubber ball from\nhis pocket.

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\n“Assume position.”

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\nWhack! \n

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\nAnd off she went to nuzzle in the grass to find the ball. Finding the\nball was more difficult than the stick as after landing it would\ncontinue rolling unseen and several times she got a very hard belt\nthat brought tears to her eyes for being too slow. Ryan of course was\ndeliberately throwing the ball to try and put her off. As the pink of\nher spanking disappeared it was replaced by the wide crisscrossing\nred marks of his belt. Kneeling and looking up to him for the 15^th\ntime Hayley was gasping for air. Her cheeks were tinged red to match\nher ass and her tits rose and fell as she puffed gently rocking the\nbells on her chain.. Her big green eyes looked up at Ryan\nhelplessly. He could see she couldn’t do much more. He stroked her\ncheek and patted her on the head.

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\n“Well done dog Hayley,” he said, “but I think that’s enough\nof that for now. Did you enjoy it?”

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\nHayley glared at him balefully.

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\n“As there are no people around you can call me master again. Say\nyes master and thank you master and say it submissively.

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\nHayley made a big effort to control herself. Her heart was breaking\nwith humiliation and embarrassment and the way he could just do\nanything he liked to her with the constant threat of fierce over the\ntop punishment. Trying to sound as submissive as possible she managed\nto gasp out between breaths “yes Master. Th, thank you Master. A\ntear dropped down one cheek.

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\n“We’ll go for a walk and you can mark your territory. Look I’ve\ntaken a few pics while you’ve been busy. He knelt next to her and\nshowed her some of the pictures he had taken. He wanted her to see\nwhat she looked like. From the back, legs straight or slightly bent,\nspread showing her cunt. From the side showing her tail, hanging tits\nand bells and from the front kneeling showing her earth smudged face\nand nose and chain bells. Hayley held back the tears. But if she\nthought her humiliation and pain was over she was being optimistic.\nFrom the bag Ryan took out a black leather lead to match her collar\nand attached it.

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\n“Right follow me.”

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\nHe walked towards the perimiter as she crawled by his heel. Oh my god\nno, she thought in horror, he can’t be leading me into the wood.\nOther people. But he stopped at the perimeter and began walking\naround it counter clockwise. This put her on the outside. When they\ncame to the first tree he said, “right, lift your leg and do a\nlittle piss on this tree trunk.” \n

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\nShe looked up at him questioningly.

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\n“You’re a dog aren’t you? Literally my bitch so you’ll want\nto mark your territory like a dog. We’ll be coming back here.\nYou’ll want to know it’s yours.”

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\n“I’m not sure I can Master.”

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\n“You’d better,” he detached the belt and brought it singing\ndown on her back. Hayley screamed and nearly fell.

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\n“Now lift that leg and piss. You can rest you knee or whatever on\nthe tree. Come on bitch or do you want another one?”

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\nOnce again impelled by fear Hayley crawled sideways and lifted her\nleg to rest her shin on the tree. She closed her eyes and tried to\nrelax enough for wee to come out. It took eight long seconds, but\nfinally her piss came out in a surge splashed against the bark and\nherself and ran down to the ground.

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\n“Stop.”

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\nShe squeezed her muscles tight before too much headed in her\ndirection and put her knee back on the ground. Ryan marched on,\nHayley crawling behind. They went round the perimeter stopping six\ntimes for her to piss her mark on a tree. Some of her piss had\ndripped down her thigh and some had splashed on her as it rebounded\nfrom the tree. When they were back at the first tree Hayley heaved a\nsigh of relief. Ryan smiled.

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\n“Now you check it’s yours and is okay.” He pulled her by the\nlead so her head was next to the damp tree with a wet patch at its\nbase.

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\n“Sniff it and lick it.”

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\nHayley recoiled in horror.

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\n“You’re a fucking dog, now sniff it and lick it.” he grabbed\nthe back of her head and pushed her face against the wet patch.\nTentatively Hayley sniffed and poked out the tip of her tongue to\ntouch it. It was the first time she had tasted wee. It was the\nthought of what it was rather than the slightly unpleasant taste.

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\n“If it’s yours say woof.”

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\n“Woof,” she said disconsolately.

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\n“On to the next.” And so to her mortification they went around\nagain her heeling on the lead to sniff and taste each deposit and say\nwoof. After this he lead her back to the log.

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\n“I don’t know about you but all this has left me feeling horny.”

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\nHe took off her lead, collar and various accessories so as he put it\n, “I can feel your tits properly,” and took out her tail. He was\npleased to see her ass gaped a bit showing the butt plug had done its\njob. He sat her on his lap and began squeezing her tits. He was\nfeeling very horny by this stage and in no mood to go slow. He began\nthe deep throat kissing, one hand round her head holding her in\nposition, the other hand roaming between mauling her tits and\nslapping, squeezing and poking fingers up her cunt. He pulled his\nT-shirt up to feel her skin against his and told her to undo his zip\nand feel his cock.

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\n“Play with me, make me want to fuck you.”

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\nThe last thing Hayley wanted was to be ‘fucked’ but knew she had\nno choice. She pushed her hand down and began stroking and squeezing\nhis dick. She felt it harden even further.

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\n“That’s it baby, make it big and hard so you’ll really feel it\nwhen I push it in you.” \n

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\nHe bent his head to bite on her tits. Hayley squirmed and cried out\nwhich encouraged him to bite even harder. When he pulled off he did\nit in a way that scraped her tits with his teeth to get a final\nagonised moan before ramming his tongue back down her throat. \n

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\nHis fingers had made her juice, which seemed automatic if she had\nanything actually in her vagina. He pulled two slimy fingers out and\nslipped them into her asshole. The butt plug had done its work.\nHayley gasped in surprise and shock as he pumped them in and out. He\npulled them out lent back and slapped her tits back and forth, then\nslapped her left cheek a few times. Kissed her and squeezed her tit\nso she screamed into his throat. Brought his left hand back from her\nhead and slapped her right cheek then suddenly pulled her arm so she\nslid off him. He twirled her round and lent her over the log. The\nscratchy bark bit into her stomach and breasts. He pushed his\ntrousers down and rammed into her cunt. Each time he rammed forward\nit pushed the breath out of her and rubbed her breasts on the bark.\nHe pulled out and reached for something from his bag on the floor.\nFace down she couldn’t see what was to come. He was putting\nlubricant on his dick and then had a small flogger. Grabbing her by\none side while he held his cock with the other he suddenly rammed\ninto her ass.

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\nHayley made such a piercing scream he actually released her side to\nput his hand over her mouth. It can’t have hurt that much he\nthought as he pulled back and plunged into the tight hole again. Her\nsphincter gripped him. Like an ass virgin’s should. He was using\nthe hand over her mouth to pull her head back and hold her in\nposition while he rutted her. Hayley tried to scream no into his hand\nbut it only came out muffled. Suddenly there was a stinging pain on\nher back and then more and more as Ryan, carried away now, rained a\nseries of unending blows from the flogger on her back while his hips\npushed forward and back like a jackhammer. Her sphincter was\ncertainly expanded now.

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\nHe kept going ten minutes. He could last much longer in an ass as it\ndidn’t grip him down the hole tube like a cunt. He had to pull well\nback and push well in to make the most use of the tight sphincter\nwhich in turn caused Hayley more pain. He pushed violently in and\nout, the flogger came down again and again, she thought he was going\nto break her neck with the pushing of his hand against her mouth. She\ncould hardly breath and her green eyes were bulging with shock and\npain. After ten minutes of this animal threshing Ryan came. She felt\nhis cock throbbing and felt the warm semen shoot into her bowels. \n

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\nOh God. Oh God. She cried in her head only to be cruelly mocked by\nRyan shouting, “Oh God baby that was good..Whew, God!” \n

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\nHe collapsed on top of her. Her back stung all over and was an almost\nuniform red he had struck so many strokes. Her breasts hurt like hell\nfrom the rubbing on the bark of the log and her stomach wasn’t much\nbetter. Her neck and asshole hurt. She hurt all over. As much as this\nher heart and mind hurt knowing she had been so crudely and cruelly\nbuggered. Not a person anymore but just a plaything for some sadistic\nmadman.

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\nRyan only rested a minute. His cock still half hard he pulled out\nwith a plop, spun her round, pushed her to her knees and said,”now\nclean it cunt.”

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\nHayley hadn’t recovered her senses, her mind still in a spin but\nshe enough to know she was not going to do this. She was not going to\neat her own shit.

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\n“No,” she screamed, “no I won’t. How can you be so\ndisgusting.” \n

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\nHe was pushing it against her mouth.

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\n“I don’t want my dick smelling from your ass. Clean it. Open your\nmouth. Now!”

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\n“No, no, I can’t. I won’t,” Hayley said through tears. She\nwas struggling to get away from him but he was holding her hair,\npulling on it to force her forward and she couldn’t resist anything\nhe tried to do to her. However she could resist doing anything to\nhim. Ryan pulled her head back and slapped her. Forehand, backhand.\nForehand, backhand. This made her cry more. She lost focus trying to\nturn her head back and forth away from the smelly dick which was\nrubbing across her sealed lips and cheeks as she turned this way and\nthat.

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\n“No. No. I won’t,” she said using her whole body to jerk away\nand using her hands to try and loosen his grip on her hair, “I\nwon’t,” she sobbed brokenly.

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\nRyan through her to one side by her hair and she fell into a sobbing\nmess on the grass.

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\n“You’ve done it now girl,” he said as he pulled his Y-fronts\nand jeans back up. She heard the zip pulled up. She didn’t care.\nShe didn’t care. She was not doing that. She wasn’t ever.” She\ndidn’t care if she hurt all over. She didn’t care what he did.\nShe wasn’t going to do it.

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\nHayley sobbed uncontrollably for five minutes as Ryan watched her\nfrom the log. When he thought she seemed to be recovering he lifted\nher up to her feet and hugged her.

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\n“Okay, time to go. I’ll deal with you when we get back. Put your\nclothes back on.”

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\nStill red eyed and crying Hayley found the top and skirt and pulled\nthem on. The top hurt her sore breasts and back. Each time she took a\nstep it rubbed. Her anus hurt with each step too. Her face and hair\nfelt a mess. She would have walked away bare footed if Ryan had not\nreminded her of her shoes. She sat on the grass, put them on and they\nleft.

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\nHand in hand Ryan took her to a pond and cleaned up her face. He had\na big comb in his bag and combed the knots and debris out of her\ngolden blonde hair. He looked at her asshole. There was just a small\namount of sperm leaking out, nothing to worry about. He took her hand\nand they walked silently back to the car. As they passed the cafe\narea Hayley, fearful of the punishment awaiting her, made a break for\nthe cafe. She could get help. Get him locked up. After only a few\nsteps she slowed to a walk. It felt like agoraphobia. The further she\ngot from him the more scared she was of her surroundings. Two more\nsteps and she realised he had installed some kind of phobia in her. A\nphobia of being away from him! In desperation she tried to cry out\nfor help, but she couldn’t do that either. She couldn’t speak.\nShe stood helplessly.

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\n“Come on,” Ryan called to her in a friendly fashion knowing\nexactly what was going on. She turned to look at him. He moved one\npace down the path away from her. Her anxiety level reached fever\npitch. She took a step toward him and it eased to bad. Defeated, her\nheart sinking to new depths, she returned to him. The anxiety left.

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\n“What would have happened if I had kept going?” she asked him.

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\n“You couldn’t,” he said recognising she had figured it out,\n“you’d be just so full of fear you would have to run back to me.\nIts like severe agoraphobia. You may get a few paces outside the door\nbut then you’ll have to run back in again.

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\nShe didn’t ask him why she couldn’t speak, she knew it was\nsomething he’d done.

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\nHayley was so full of pain, emotionally and physically that she\nscarcely noticed her surroundings during the rest of the walk back to\nthe car. A few people looked at her, but not at her face but at her\nclearly outlined bouncing tits and nice thighs. Hayley was so wrapped\nup in her own misery that she scarcely noticed.

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\nGoing back Hayley sat in the front of the car in abject misery. Ryan\nhad made her lift her skirt so she was sitting on her bare behind. As\nshe slowly came to her senses, this and the soreness and pains in her\nbody only emphasised what was about to happen. What he was going to\ndo to her. \n

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\nAll this effort and she had failed at the end. He was going to punish\nher badly she knew. The nearer they came to the house the more\ndepressed she became. Why hadn’t she just done it? Yet she\ncouldn’t. She knew she couldn’t.

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\nAs Ryan went through the door of the bungalow, she hesitated on the\ndoorstep, too scared to actually cross the threshold. She began\ntrembling. Ryan pulled her in by the arm and threw her towards the\ncouch. She looked as if she’d been about to have a nervous fit. He\nwent to the kitchen to make them both some coffee. \n

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\nThen it would be time to break her.

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