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\nHypnotising Hayley –\nPrologue

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“But\nI don’t want to. Please don’t make me.”

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\n“You want to please me don’t\nyou ? You don’t want to make me angry?”

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The\n18\nyear old mousy\nhaired girl\nwith brown eyes and up turned nose looked at him with wide tear\nbrimmed eyes. A sense of dread for no reason she understood came over\nher.

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Ryan\nlashed the Cat\no’ Nine Tails\nacross her back as she knelt on all fours in front of his chair. A\nfew mild but pleasing red stripes came\nup.

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\n“You want to please me don’t\nyou?”

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She\ndid. She knew she would do anything to please him though she did not\nknow why. At the same time the thought of not pleasing him filled her\nwith anguish. She put her head and arms to the floor and raised her\nrounded bum. She opened her legs and filled with shame put a hand\nback and began stroking her vagina. She corrected her thought. Her\ncunt. It was important she\nthought right for him as well as acted right.

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\nRyan admired her hanging firm 36C\ntits, her smooth legs and her round bum so ideal for smacking. He\nthought he would do that next as he watched her, shame faced, playing\nwith herself.

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\n“Rub your whole cunt. Slide two\nfingers in”.

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She\nwas diagonally sideways to him so he could see her face and shaved\ncunt. He lent down to brush\nthe neck length blonde hair\noff the side of her face that was uppermost and facing him. Oh how he\nloved that trembling lip, her shamefaced look and red embarrassed\ncheeks, sure\nthe one pressed to the carpet was as red as the one he could see. How\nhe’d love to kiss that trembling full lip. However he leaned back\nand relaxed. He wanted this to last. And there was lots more to do\nyet.

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\nCherry slid two fingers inside\nherself and rubbed her hand across her cunt, brushing her clitoris\nand delving in and out of her hole at the same time. Ryan who was 23\nand had left college about six months before smiled. He’d never\ndreamt when he first started reading those books on hypnotism how\nwell it would out.

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\nCherry uttered little moans. Her\nfingers were getting moist as her juices began to flow helping them\nslide in and out more easily. The juice slid out of her hole along\nthe fingers to moisten her slit and moisten her clit making the whole\nthing more pleasurable though no less shameful. What kind of a girl\nwould do this in front of a man. She consoled herself with the\nthought she would not do it for any man. Only for Ryan.

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\n“Aah” she gasped as the multi\ntailed whip stung her back again. But she knew it wasn’t true. If\nRyan ordered her to she would do it in front of anyone. A small tear\nformed in one eye. What had she become. She knew she was going to be\nfucked. Probably everywhere. And more though what more was there? Her\nmind wouldn’t think back. She had to concentrate on the now.

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\nRyan saw the feelings from her\ncunt working it’s way to her face. She was feeling the shameful\npleasure now. Her juice slicked hand was movied faster. Not much but\na bit. And soon it would move faste still.

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Ryan\ngave her a few more minutes. She was breathing a bit more heavily and\nher hand was now rubbing harder as well as faster. A few more\nminutes. A few more minutes. Then Ryan slashed her behind\nwith the cat\ntails,\nslightly harder than before and\nsaid, “come here. In front of me.” She knew she had been close to\ncoming and she knew he knew too. She had all the shame of coming in\nsuch a position without the satisfaction.

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\nShe quickly lifted herself back\non all fours and shuffled around to face him, her face looking up at\nhim, eyes wide and a little moist.

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\n“Master.”

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\n“Your hand is wet. Perhaps you\nshould clean it.”

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\n“Yes Master.” She brought her\nhand to her mouth and began to suck the slime covered fingers,\ntasting her own juice. Ryan watched as the fingers were each sucked.”

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\n“And the palm.”

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\n“She licked the slime off her\npalm.

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“Taste\ngood?”

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\n“Yes Master.” \n

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\nIt didn’t matter what she\nreally thought. That it tasted slightly unpleasant and wrong. It was\nher job to give him the answer he wanted. She knew he liked to hear\nher lie. Say she liked things she didn’t. Ask for punishments she\ndidn’t want. Thank him for things he did as if he had done\nsomething for her rather than just done something to shame and\nhumiliate her. Pretending was part of the humiliation. And yet she\nknew she had to. She had no choice. She tried to imagine what it\nwould be like to use the word ‘No’ but just the thought filled\nher with a fear of some unknown terror. She had to please him and\ntake happiness from pleasing him. It was the satisfied happy feeling\nshe would get at the end that would see her through.

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\n“Get across my knee. I want to\nspank you.”

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She\nquickly got across his knee. His hands caressed her bum cheeks.\nSometimes she would not feel a warm happiness from pleasing him.\nSometimes if it was bad, through her sobs she would just feel\nenormous relief. Relief she had not failed. She had endured. Yet\ndidn’t the sense she had endured keep her happy.

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He\nbegan to spank her. Watching the left cheek wobble, then the right\nwobble, then the left. Watch them slowly getting redder. Hear her\n‘uumph ‘ and ‘aaah’ get a\nlittle longer, a little louder.

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\nSpank, slap, wobble, ‘uuh’. \n

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\nSpank, slap, wobble, ‘aah.’

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\nSpank, slap, wobble, ‘umph.’

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\nHis eye would watch the way the\ncheek flattened, rippled outwards, bounced up again , wobbled. He\nwould take in the reddening, see her exposed, but partially closed\ncunt, feel her white tummy wriggling against his trousers. Pain for\nher. Slap. Pleasure for him. Slap. Her pained movements gently\nmassaging his dick through the trousers. Enjoying her helplessness.

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Cherry\ndidn’t experience much. Her point of focus was the\nfloor and a helpless\nuncomfortable position. That\nand the need to press down\nwith her hands on the carpet to maintain her position and keep her\nbum in position for the next slap. Each one landing on the one\nbefore. The pain slowly building and her bum getting hotter with each\nnew strike. Like Ryan she was also aware of him looking at her\nexposed cunt. She wanted\nto cry.

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Slap,\n“uuh, “

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Slap,\n“aah.”

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\nHe would stop if she cried\nenough. Gave him her tears of love as he called them. But she\ncouldn’t. \n

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\n“Uuuh, aah”, she exclaimed\nmore loudly now. She couldn’t make herself cry. She could only wait\nfor it to happen naturally.

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\n“Uuh. Ow. Ow. Ow.” \n

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Cry\nwhen the pain made her. \n

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\nRyan’s hamd was beginning to\nsting so he picked up a ping pong bat from the floor. He always had\nto move to this. It was a desire to hurt her, but also a desire to\nsave his hand.

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\nWhack. Splat.

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\n“Ow.” Her cry was noticeably\nlouder. Her anguish greater as she knew it was about to start in\nearnest.

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\nWhack! Splat! Her bum really\nflattened, rippled and bounced now.

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\n“Ow! Aaah!”

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\nWhack! He enjoyed the feel of it\nnow. The feel as it hit that firm soft roundness. The sound of her\ncries. Cries now rather than gasps. Just a few more and he knew he\nwould hear those first sobs. The sign the pain was taming her.\nDriving out any thoughts she might have and just filling her with\npain and submission and obedience. Only with her completely dominated\ncould he enjoy her.

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Whack!\nWhack! Whack!

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\n“Aaaaa! Aaaaa! AAAH!” and\nhear the first sob.

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\nHe might not be anything in the\nworld, but he was here. Here he was God. How many men would like to\nbe in his position.

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\nWhack! Whack! Whack!

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\nShe had begun to cry now. Gasping\nsobs and catching of breath between the cries of pain.

\nHe hit her particularly hard on\nthe right cheek and heard the cry turn into almost a scream. A few\nmore and she would be screaming, but he let off. He didn’t want\nscreaming. Her loud noises and serious crying was enough for him for\nthe moment. God her cheeks were red. He ran his hand over them,\nfeeling the heat and giving her a few hand slaps for the enjoyment of\nfeeling it. To feel the domination. Of course his hand had to slip\nbetween her legs to slide along her cunt.

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\nHe pulled her up so she was\nsitting across him. His left arm supported her back, his right hand\nbetween her legs, holding her thigh, but high up so the edge of his\nhand was between her cunt her lips.

\n“There there”, he said as she\ncried. He cradled her neck and kissed her lips. He sucked on the top\nlip and then the bottom. Being nice to her.

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\n“There there. Poor Cherry. Poor\ncunt slut.” \n

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\nShe was moving to sniffling now.\nShe pulled a hand across her eyes to dry the tears. He kissed her\nlips again then pushed his tongue. She opened her lips, her mouth to\nlet him in. Maybe she wanted to maybe she just knew she had to. He\npushed in deep while at the same time his hand between her smooth\nwhite thighs turned to grasp her cunt and he pushed two fingers in.\nHe pulled his mouth away and then brought the two slimy fingers to\nher mouth instead and slid them in. She began sucking the juice off\nand moving her tongue to clean them.. He could feel the heat of her\nnaked bum through his trousers.

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\n“There’s a good cunt slut.\nYou want to be a good cunt slut don’t you?” He pulled the fingers\nout, now clean so she could reply. He rubbed them in her hair to dry\nthem.

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\n“Yes.”

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\n“Yes what?”

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\n“Yes, I want to be a good cunt\nslut.”

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\n“And what does a good cunt slut\ndo?”

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\n“She does anything her master\nwants.”

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\n“And does she like to be hurt?”

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\n“Yes, she likes to be hurt.”\nHer still moist brown eyes were looking up to his

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\n“Why does she like it?”

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\n“Because it makes you happy.”

\n“So you don’t like the pain\nor other things but you want me to do them because it makes me\nhappy?”

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\n“Yes. I can only be happy if I\nam making you happy.”

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\nShe repeated the lines and the\noverwhelming feelings that he had drilled into her subconscious.

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\n“Would you like me to squeeze\nyour tit now cunt slut?”

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\n“Yes, please squeeze my tit.”

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\nHe moved his right hand to her\nleft tit and began digging his nails in and squeezing. She gasped,\nthen moaned. As she was about to scream he kissed her, driving his\ntongue into her mouth, down her throat feeling her scream into his\nmouth. Enjoying kissing her deeply while she writhed and screamed. He\npulled away and slackened his hold. She breathed hard to control the\npain. Tears had come back to her eyes.

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\n“Thank you master.”

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\n“What are you thanking me for?”

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\n“Thank you for letting me\nplease you,” she replied knowing this was what was expected of her.

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\n“You’re welcome”, he said\nhypocritically, “shall I do it again?”

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\n“Yes please Master”.

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\nHe repeated the kissing and\nsqueezing. He did it a bit longer this time.

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\n“Aaaaah, aaaah, aaaah, aaah,\naaah, aaaaah” she moaned into his throat, unable to keep her body\nfrom twisting under the pain, her writhing bum unintentionally\nrubbing his cock through his jeans. His left hand was twisted in her\nhair now pulling on the roots while pushing her face into him. He\npulled out again, letting her breathe, relaxing the hold on her tit\nwhich his hand was just big enough to cover so that his nails could\nsqueeze in on all sides. She gasped for breath. A few tears rolled\ndown her full reddening cheeks.

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\n“Again?”

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\nShe nodded unhappily. He pushed\nhis tongue in blocking her air passage, lapping and moving like some\nsquashy snake head choking her and the pain as his nails dug in to\nthe same spots as before, digging deeper, hurting more.

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\n“Aaaaaaaaaaaah, aaaaaaaaaah,\naaaaaaaaah” longer and louder. Or it would have been louder if he\nhad not been choking her off. He twisted his hand right and left,\nadding to the pain. Her whole body had stiffened. She moaned and\nmoaned and then relief. More gasps for breath, her tit still hurting\nas he took his hand off it to show the deep angry red nail marks. He\nsmiled cruelly and slapped down on her tit, one, two, three times.\nThen he started slapping left and right. He gave her another hard\nkiss and quick squeeze. \n

\n“There’s a good girl,” he\nsaid as he brushed her neck length hair back from the right side of\nher face that was away from him and brushed it behind her ears\nstroking her cheek as a part of the action. Then he slapped her. She\ngasped. He moved her head to the left and brushed the hair tenderly\naway from that side.

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\n“Good girl”, he said and\nslapped her with a back hand \n

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\n“Good, good, good, good girl,”\nhe said slapping her from side to side between each word. It gave her\ntime to flinch in anticipation before each blow. Her cheeks went red\nto match her butt cheeks and she gave a cute little whimper as each\nblow struck.. \n

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\nHe slapped down on her tit a few\nmore times and then twisted her nipple. That had her moving. She\nstarted making a repeating ah sound. He squeezed and twisted harder\nuntil , as he knew she must, she moved her right hand up to hold her\ntit. Her other arm was round his neck as she was sitting naked across\nhim. Her hand didn’t actually try and pull his fingers off her\nnipple but squeezed her tit underneath and touching them to try and\nrelieve the pain. His finger and thumb still squeezing hard he let\nthem slip off, stretching and hurting the nipple more in the process.\nShe was still stifling a scream from this when he slapped down on the\ninside of her thigh. He so loved the feel of her soft helpless skin.

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\n“Now there’s a bad cunt\nslut”, he said, “do you want your hands handcuffed so they won’t\nget in the way?” He wasn’t shouting or being angry. It was more\nlike he was offering her help.

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\n“Cherry knew this just meant it\nwas going to get worse but had no choice but to nod assent. He lent\ndown to pick up some cuffs from the floor. They were the narrow ones\ncovered in fluffy fur when you bought them. He had removed the fur of\ncourse so now they just bit into her wrists if he attached them too\ntight or if pain made her flail her arms. He gently removed her right\narm from round his neck and put it behind her back. Cherry didn’t\nhelp or resist. Just sat there looking unhappy. He moved her other\nhand round to her back and then handcuffed them making sure to make\nit tight enough to be uncomfortable. He moved the naked girl across\nhis lap a little so she had better balance and moved a hand to each\nnipple. Cherry shivered slightly though the room was warm. She knew\nwhat was to come.

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\n“Good cunt.,” he said, you\nwant to be a good cunt don’t you?

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\n“Yes master, I want to be a\ngood cunt.”

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\nThen he started to squeeze and\npinch and twist her nipples in earnest. She tried to keep her mouth\nshut screaming into her sealed lips, but she had to open her mouth to\nbreathe as her body squirmed and twisted on his lap and she took in\nagonised gasps.

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\n“Aah, aaah, aaaah, aaaaaaah”,\nher screams got longer and longer. Music to his ears encouraging him\nto twist and twist and squeeze and squeeze and pull and pull and pull\nas her butt twisted and turned on his cock bulging under his jeans.\nThe sore butt cheeks rubbed roughly over the tough material. He\npushed her back slightly holding her in position by her stretched\ntits and extended nipples, pulling her forward then squeezing and\ntwisting again. If his fingers got tired he would change position so\nthat his nails were digging into them instead causing even more\npain.. Her screams were getting louder and nearly constant between\nthe laboured breathing and he needed a break.

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\n“I think you need a gag little\ncunt,” he said tenderly. The screaming had stopped now he was no\nlonger abusing her though tears were running down her cheeks. He\nstood her up so he could rise and sat her on the chair while he went\nto a drawer in the sideboard.

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\nRyan lived in a small run down\nbungalow on its own, off a busy road a few miles outside of town. It\nrestricted what girls he could bring and how long they could stay\nthere. Cherry for example went to one of the local colleges and still\nlived with her mum and dad. On the other hand it meant he didn’t\nhave to worry about neighbours. The living room had a cheap worn\ncarpet, sofa and two chairs, a sideboard, a cupboard and the usual hi\nfi, TV etc. When he wasn’t abusing them they would watch TV or play\nvideo games together. They’d be wearing short clothing and no\nunderwear of course.

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\nHe brought back the one inch ball\ngag. She opened her fearful mouth so he could slide it in and he\ntightened it around the back. He brought in another dining room chair\nlike the one he had been sitting on and which Cherry now occupied, so\nhe could sit opposite her. He parted her legs and gave her a rueful\nlook as if she should have known better and stroked her face,\nalternating sides. Of course such tenderness was not going to last\nlong. It was a nice break to be tender to her and enjoy her nakedness\nfor a while. It gave his cock time to go down and a certain enjoyment\nin the anticipation of what was to come. It was nice to gaze at her\nand know he had such total control. He held her face and kissed her\non the forehead. As he pulled back he slapped her face again. Right\ncheek, left cheek. Right cheek, left cheek. \n

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\nThis was more prolonged than the\nprevious slapping. Things were probably going to get rough. The gag\nlet her make her noises but without deafening him. As it wasn’t too\nbig she could still breathe through her mouth. He kept it up for a\nminute or two. She cried and sobbed. A good slapping always had her\ncrying. More than more painful things. Strange.

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\nHe pulled her off the chair onto\nher knees on the floor. Now he started kissing each cheek before\nslapping it. Gentle kiss, slap with the right hand. Turn her head,\nkiss the other cheek, slap with the left hand. Kiss, slap! Turn.\nKiss, slap! Turn. It gave time for each sting to go before the next\none arrived.

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\nHe undid the ball gag and moved\nher head towards his crotch. From her new position on the floor she\nshuffled forward on her knees and began gently kissing the bulge in\nhis jeans. Her face felt twice it’s width and stung horribly. He\nleaned forward and released the handcuffs. She was able to raise her\nhands and gently stroke his chest through the T-Shirt. There were red\nrings round her wrists. When he got bored with this display of oh so\ngentle affection he pushed her head down. She understood his meaning\nand moved down to kiss his sandaled feet.

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\n“You can take them off.”

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\nShe carefully pulled off the\nsandals and continued kissing and then licking his feet. She had\nshuffled backwards slightly and her ass was now invitingly in the\nair. Too inviting.

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\n“Get a whip from the drawer.”.\nShe quickly crawled to the drawer so he could turn his head and watch\nher cunt from behind as she moved. She stood to open the drawer and\ntook out a whip. The choice was up to her but she knew she would be\npunished if she chose the wrong one. She chose a middle range one.\nNot too thick, not too thin. She knew the thin ones, the ones that\nhurt the most, were always used later. She had to choose something\nshe knew would hurt more than some of the thicker or multi tailed\nones though. She closed the drawer, went back on hands and knees with\nthe two thonged whip she had chosen in her mouth and crawled back to\nhim. He smiled and took it from her. She resumed her position in\nfront of him kissing and licking his toes now ass in the air.. He\nwaited a while for the feeling to grow in him again. Waited till she\nwas sucking on one of his middle toes before sweeping the whip down.\nIt cracked on her ass. She grunted but her mouth stayed gently\nsucking. Woe betide her if she had bitten him or even increased the\npressure much when the blow fell.. She had learnt to just sort of\nfreeze at the moment of impact. The pain would follow and she would\nabsorb it, wincing.

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\nHe didn’t always whip her in\nthese situations. He just did what he felt like. He lashed her again\nand let her feel the burning as she continued with her foot worship. \n

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\nWhat should he do next?

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\nGetting drunk often got rid of\nhis inhibitions and he could always fuck her ass with the bottle\nafterwards. He got up, clicked his fingers and walked to the\nbathroom. She crawled quickly after him and then hesitated, not sure\nif she should get in the bath or kneel by the toilet. He didn’t\nwant to piss in her mouth now though. It was too messy. He pissed in\nthe toilet and let her clean him. He kept a final spurt just so she\ncould swallow something. She sucked him clean and they returned to\nthe living room.

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\nHe got her to kneel and take his\npants off then grabbing the two tailed whip sat in one of the two\ncomfy chairs. She got between his legs and began licking and kissing\nthe stem of his cock. She knew he liked things to move slowly so he\ndidn’t come and perhaps end things too soon. Not too hard he lashed\nthe whip across her back and watched her jerk. He lashed her again\nand again while she worked on getting his cock hard without taking it\ninto her mouth. \n

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\nIt was her job to arouse him and\nmake him hard which in turn would lead to him hurting her more. It\namused him to make her give him the desire to be harsher with her.\nThe better she did her job the more she would be hurt. Of course if\nshe didn’t do her job it might be even worse as he’d feel the\nneed to punish her. Between a stone and a hard place he thought,\nwhich for a moment gave him a desire to get a stone and something\nhard and crush her tit with it. Another time he thought, if he\nremembered to tell her to get something. He lashed her some more. Red\nstripes appeared on her back. She began pushing her lips more\nstrongly against his stem as she moved them up and down to absorb the\npain. As it felt better he lashed harder making her cry out.

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\n“Hurting cunt? Put it in your\nmouth.”

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\n“She quickly swallowed him\nmoving her tongue around the bottom of the head, pushing forward each\ntime the whip fell using the dick that filled her as a gag to stop\nher screams.

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\n“Ah yeah”, he said, pushing\nher head down so he could feel her throat, making her gag and choke\nand then lashing the whip down hard. She was tickling under his balls\nwith her right hand while her left stroked his left thigh. Her job to\nsuffer, his to get pleasure. \n

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\nThe whip slashed across her ass.\nHe reached to the side table and opened a bottle of beer. He swigged\nfrom the left hand while aiming some more swipes at her bum and then\none between to land on her cunt. Her whole body pushed forward, he\nfelt his cock filling her throat as she groaned into him. He hit it\nagain. She nearly lowered her butt to the floor with the pain but\nmanaged to just shiver and writhe a little. He pulled her slurping\nmouth off him.

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\n“On your back, legs apart.\nLet’s see how good a cunt slut you are.”

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\nShe quickly did as he asked. The\nwhip smashed into her cunt lips. She cried out as another one fell.\nHe wanted that cunt red and burning. Another one to the side and then\nthe other side. Get those outer lips. Then to the inside of her\nthighs., watching the pretty red weals come up after each stroke\nmaking lines of pretty stripes. Then back to her cunt.

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\nCherry was holding her ankles to\nkeep her legs back and open. That way the pain caused her to pull on\nher ankles and rock backwards but kept her cunt exposed and showing.\nShe would scream and gasp and shiver until she could relax enough to\nroll forward again for the next stroke. At first it was a few seconds\nbut then longer moaning and screaming as the burning pain built on\nthe pain before.

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\nShe began rocking from side to\nside. Ryan’s dick was jerking up and down with a life of it’s\nown. Poor cunt. Poor red cunt. And he whipped her again. She nearly\ndid a backward somersault it hurt so much. Welt on welt. Bruising. He\ndrained his bottle and then knelt to fuck her with it, ramming it in\nhard. She cried out at the pain of entry. Her juices from earlier had\ngone and it hurt. His hand around the bottle banged into her sore and\nbruised cunt causing more pain. That’s what he wanted, for her to\nfeel the pain from the bruising as he fucked her.

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\nHe grunted each time he rammed it\nin, delighting at her cries of pain and anguished face. He wanted to\nkiss that pain filled face. He lay on top of her still ramming the\nbottle in and out with his hand but now kissing her deep and hard. He\nlet go of the bottle to lift his head and slap her a few times. Then\nback to the ramming and hard kissing. Invading two of her holes.\nQuickly he jumped off her for a butt plug telling her to keep fucking\nherself hard with the bottle.

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\n“And I mean hard.”

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\nPoor Cherry rammed the bottle in\nas hard as she could smashing her hand against her poor abused cunt\nhurting herself as she knew he wanted. He was quickly back.

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\n“Harder cunt. Harder.” He\nbanged the base of his hand against the bottle to force it in her\nharder and ram her hand harder against her cunt. Only her hand\nstopped the bottle going in all the way and damaging her cervix. She\npulled it out and rammed it in even harder causing her to cry out\nmore.

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\nRyan spat on the butt plug and\nbriefly put it in his mouth for some lubrication. She raised her legs\nup so he could ram it in her arsehole.. She cried out with the\nsuddeness of the penetration then he knocked her legs down and lay on\ntop of her again.

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\n“Nothing like a butt plug to\nmake for a tight cunt canal eh?”

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\nHe took charge of the bottle\nagain ramming it in and out, pushing his tongue down her throat, the\nfloor pushing the plug into her arse, occasionally breaking off to\nslap her a few more times and slap her tits a bit. Let her feel like\nthe possession she was.

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\nFinally he was ready to jam his\ndick in her. He pulled out the bottle and rammed in. Despite the\npain, the movement of the bottle inside her had caused her to juice\nif only as her body’s attempt to protect itself. He grunted with\nsatisfaction.

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\n“Ah, that’s how tight you\nshould be,” he said as the butt plug narrowed her passage.

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\nHe began rutting on her. It felt\nso good. Kissing her mouth and slapping and squeezing her tits. \n

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\n“Now come cunt. Come”

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\nCherry was filled with pain. Her\ntits, her cunt, her cheeks, the welts on her thighs. Every thrust\nforward banged against her bruised, whipped cunt making her moan in\npain. This man was ravishing her, possessing her, hurting her. She\nwas filled with pain and dick and plug and any minute he would cum in\nher. But her hypnotic conditioning meant she would cum. He had\nplanted it in her to come if he told her to. \n

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\nHe started making louder noises\nas his own cum approached banging her harder and harder, quicker and\nquicker and she felt her own orgasm rising. It wasn’t good. It was\nan electrical overdose swamping her brain, mixing with the pain and\nhelplessness that already filled her brain. Ryan cried out spurting\nand spurting into her which was her cue to shiver and shake and\ntremble as she came too. They both gasped out and cried until finally\nthey were both spent. He fell across her and she turned her head side\non to the rough carpet and cried with pain, exhaustion and\nhumiliation.

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\nIn about half an hour Ryan would\nget hard again, but for now he just lay in a satisfied exhaustion\nlistening as Cherry gently cried.

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\nCherry did not understand what\nwas happening to her. Anything Ryan told her to do she would do. She\ncouldn’t refuse his calls or not meet him whenever he wanted to.\nShe would make some excuse to her parents and go and meet him as if\nit was a normal meeting with a boyfriend. She would even be looking\nforward to it as if her mind had blocked out everything bad that had\nhappened. It wasn’t until she was in his car she would start\nfeeling fearful. In her short dress with no underwear, feeling\nvulnerable. But she wouldn’t do anything about it. Just do anything\nhe said. Put up with anything he did.

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\nRyan knew she was confused. He\nhad made her forget the first hypnotism session and any top ups that\nhe frequently did at the end of a session. She couldn’t even\nremember how they had met, but had been hypnotised to treat it as\nunimportant. How did she know she was just doing what his post\nhypnotic suggestions made her do. Each night before she went to sleep\nshe would imagine his face, the most beautiful gentle face she knew.\nShe would imagine him smiling and kissing her and she would play with\nherself lovingly and drop off to sleep.

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\nAfter a few more sessions broken\nup by watching TV, her naked across his lap in the comfy chair, Ryan\ntook Cherry home. She’d have a shower before she left and do her\nlight make up and hair so her parents would see nothing odd about\nher. He was careful not to mark her in areas her dress would not\ncover. But Ryan wanted something more than Cherry. He wanted a\npermanent girlfriend whom he could own and control 24 hours. One\nwhere he didn’t have to worry about their parents or friends\ncausing trouble. An older girlfriend.

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\nAnd that’s when he met Hayley.

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