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Hypnotising\nHayley Chapter Two

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\nHe got to Hayley through her friend Pam. Every attractive girl has at\nleast one unattractive friend and Hayley was no exception. It was\nfat Pam that Ryan homed in on the next week in the nightclub. This\nwas someone he thought he could date without any problems. He\nimagined anyone could. Maybe he was right, maybe the relaxed\nconfidence the thought gave him did it, but he successfully chatted\nher up and they were dating in no time.

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\nFor Ryan it was a labour of love. Having\nher crush his knees sitting on him while\nshe digested his tongue with huge amounts of saliva was not pleasant.\n Perhaps his tongue was the only thing that had ever been in her\nmouth that was not food. So it treated it as food and gushed saliva\nto digest it. It wasn’t so much an exercise in kissing as in\nswallowing. It dropped off a bit after the first night, but it was\nnever pleasant.

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After\nthe third date he did the hypnotising\nroutine and had her under. Now he didn’t have to bounce on her like\na trampoline to have sex but could just put the scenes and actions\ninto her mind so she thought it had happened. He was so unturned on\nthat he didn’t even bother to spank or whip her. She\nhad a nice character and personality behind the puffed out cheeks and\ntwo necks/double chin but personality wasn’t what Ryan was after.\nTechnically her eyes and ears were cute and her dark hair had a nice\nbounce and feel to it. There was\na nice face under all\nthe fat. It was a shame she had gone the way she had Ryan thought. A\nway that had left her not just with fat, but a ton of insecurities\nnone of which Ryan was\ninterested in. For Christ’s sake why didn’t she just live life as\nit came like him. As for what other people thought of you…. Well\nfuck ‘em. Who cared?

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After\na few weeks Pam\ninvited Hayley over for a meal, just Hayley, her and Ryan. She didn’t\nsee the 37, 25, 35\ninch blonde as a threat. She was her friend. She didn’t think Ryan\nsuggesting the idea of the meal odd as she thought it was her own.\nHayley’s shoulder length\nthick wavy golden\nhair,\nbutton nose and slightly full kissable lips came through the door at\n8.00pm exactly on time. Ryan was impressed, he\nalmost never arrived on time.\n\n

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She’d\nbrought a good bottle of wine appropriate\nfor the Beef Bourguignon\nPam had cooked. Ryan had brought a couple of cans of lager and didn’t\nknow one wine from another. He did know wine got you drunk and being\ndrunk was not good for hypnotism. He had planned for the meal not to\nbe ready until after 8.30. This gave time for a bit of chat and for\nPam to tell Hayley some things about Ryan. This of course naturally\nwent to his interest in hypnotism. As they had time to kill perhaps\nhe could show her Pam suggested. It was really interesting. In a non\nthreatening situation with her friend Hayley agreed. She was a polite\namenable type of person.

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Once\nshe was under and the preliminaries\nout of the way Ryan put Pam into a trance as well so she also would\nnot remember the post hypnotic commands he was going to put in\nHayley’s head. Ryan could not resist running his hand over her\nsmooth well defined cheek, but he held himself back and concentrated\non implanting that she would meet him the following evening outside\nher flat at 7.30 when he would pick her up. This and implanting\nthe keyword “Altimara”\npronounced by his\nvoice. Twelve minutes later, two longer than promised and they were\nboth awake and agreeing it had been a fine experiment. Being\nable to hold her arm up so long with no ill affect, not feeling the\npin and the beach had been great and she really did feel so rested\nand refreshed. She’d have to try it at work!

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It\ngave them something to talk about while Pam finished and served the\nmeal. How it could be used as an anaesthetic, how it had been used in\nhistory, how people could not be made to do anything they really\ndidn’t want to do and a few famous cases. He\ndidn’t tell her of the cases where people had done things against\ntheir nature.

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The\nmeal was excellent and Ryan was persuaded by the two girls to try\nsome of the wine Hayley had brought. Hayley\nthought he seemed a bit rough but she was pleased Pam had a boyfriend\nand he seemed nice enough, at\nleast he drank his lager out of a glass. Cock\na hoop with his success Ryan was confident and affable. This college\neducated, classy girl was going to be his.

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\nThey said goodnight to Hayley at 11.00. The door closed and Ryan was\nso pleased he actually hugged and kissed Pam and later made love to\nher as if she was a normal girlfriend. He might as well leave her\nwith one genuine memory after all she had done for him. It was an\nuncharacteristic thought for Ryan.

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\nBut when he closed his eyes it was Hayley’s green eyes and thick\nwavy hair he thought about. Hayley’s pouting full lips he dream\nkissed. Her perfect cheeks he caressed. \n

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\nHe was in a good mood all next day. His workmates noticed it. Asked\nhim if he was in love.

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\n“Maybe,” he said laughing, “maybe.”

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\nHayley was standing outside her flat waiting for Ryan’s car to\narrive. Though everything was clearly odd she had no awareness of it.\nEverything just seemed very natural and as it should be. There was no\npast or future. No Pam. Just the now.

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“Get\nin,” he said affably opening the kerbside door. She got in and he\ndrove off. He thought he would take her for a pizza, then to his\nplace and then home. She was\ngoing to be his permanent girlfriend and sex slave. There was no\nrush. He was worried, despite the hypnosis, with spooking her. He had\nto keep things gentle and unthreatening to get her to his apartment\nand get her deeper.

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The\nmeal went okay. Anything he said was going to go down well because he\nhad put that in her head before. If she disagreed or noticed\nsomething was factually wrong or even stupid she just saw it as\nsomething cute. Things that would normally annoy her, like him\nsitting down first, sometimes eating with his hands, drinking beer,\njust seemed endearing faults. After all it was people’s faults that\nmade them lovable\nnot their perfections, which were just annoying.

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\nBack at his place she had been a bit shocked.

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\n“H’mmm. It’s a bit of a mess isn’t it?”

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\n“Actually I’ve tidied it up,” said Ryan offended, “it’s\nhomely. Lived in.”

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\n“Yes,” she said suddenly changing her mind, “homely and lived\nin.”

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\n“Like a place should be,” said Ryan, pulling the cap off a bottle\nand offering it to her. She shook her head.

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\n“Yes. As it should be,” she copied.

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Now\nhe had to get her in deep trance again. He said\nthe keyword Altimara and\nsmoothed her into a deep hypnotic sleep. After\nabout fifteen minutes he moved to the important stuff. She was now so\ndeep she was completely under his control. That she was intelligent\nand had good concentration had actually made it easier.

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“You\nlike me. You like me. You like me so much you will do anything for\nme. Like anything I do to you. Like anything I say to you,” he\nbegan to repeat, ”nothing\nI do will seem odd or unwanted and if it is you just won’t notice.\nYou will do anything.\nOther people will not matter. They are not important. Only me. Only\nme”

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He\ncontinued for some time. He slid his hand up her skirt feeling her\nsmooth thigh up and down, bumping into her panties. She had worn a\nfairly boring dark mid\nthigh skirt and light cream\nsweater over a thick rounded\nbra. He really wanted to see\nher tits. He told her it\nwould please him if she took\noff her sweater and undid\nher bra. She did. \n

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He\nwasn’t disappointed.\nIt could have been a disaster. Her bra could have held anything, but\nthey were great. Not too small, not too large. Something he could get\na good handful of with half inch nipples both in width and depth and\nan aureola stretching out about an inch around. Different men liked\ndifferent kinds of tits Ryan had found. Some tits were so large you\nlost your hand in their jellyness. Others were small and firm and\ngreat against your chest. Ones\nthat gave him a handful he could just get his hand\nover enough to squeeze both sides were the ones Ryan liked. These\nwere the ones Hayley had. Posh tits. Posh legs. A posh girl. By\nRyan’s\nstandards at any rate.

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She\nwas going to do anything for him. Was\ngoing to hurt for him, be humiliated for him, serve him, fuck him and\nlive with him. This was the sex slave he had dreamed of and boy was\nshe going to know it. He want to strip the rest of her clothes off\nand fuck her there and then. Spread her over his bed and ram his cock\ninto that middle class cunt and ram her till she knew her place. Knew\nshe just existed to satisfy his every need. His personal fuck cunt.\nHis personal Anal Annie.\nAnal Annie\nhe thought with a smile. For God’s sake Ryan is that the best you\ncan come up with. He smiled again. He was going to fuck that ass\nthough. Fuck it whenever he wanted. He squeezed her left tit and\nsucked on it. Then the other one. Time was getting on though. This\nwoman leaning topless, her back on his sofa, green\neyes looking at the ceiling, had\nto be taken home. She had to think it had been a normal date. They\nmet, they ate, they went to his place, drank, had a good chat and he\nhad taken her home.

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\nHe arranged for him to pick her up in two days time at Saturday\nlunchtime. Friday he would have to deal with Pam.

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\nHe had to make sure everything was handled smoothly as he didn’t\nwant to disrupt the friendship network. He knew how girls gossiped\nand dug down to find out secrets about each other. They all knew he\nwas going out with Pam. It had to look like she had broken it off and\nnot think Hayley was with him for several weeks. \n

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\nHe conditioned Pam to think she had broken it off because it was\ngetting too intense. Ryan was nice but he had been getting too\npossessive.

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\n“Trust me,” she had laughed to her friends later, “to get one\nwho likes you too much. I may want a boyfriend, but I don’t want\none who wants all of my attention without room for anyone else.”

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\nIt had seemed a bit sudden from hot to cold her girlfriends thought,\nbut they understood her point of view. In fact they even admired her.\nOver the next few months, thanks to Ryan’s post hypnotic\nsuggestion, she slowly lost weight and actually did find another\nboyfriend.

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\nSaturday came, \n

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\nRyan picked up Hayley and took her back to his place. This time he\ndidn’t bother to make her think the place was nice. It wasn’t his\nintention to use the hypnosis to have her like him. He was using it\nto control her enough so that she could not get away from him. She\nwould do the rest because of threats of punishment if she didn’t.

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\n“It’s a bit of a mess”, she said, eyeing the general\nuntydiness, the stains on the worn carpet and the dust everywhere.

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\nYeah. I’ll let you clean and tidy it up in a bit”

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\n“You hope,” she smiled.

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\n“Oh, I know,” he said smiling back.

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\n“But the first thing we need is to change your clothes.”

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\n“What?” She looked down at her sweater and jeans.

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\n“Take a seat on the sofa and I’ll explain,” he said. He himself\nsat in one of the comfy chairs.

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\n“The first thing is I can make you do whatever I like.”

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\n“Really,” she scoffed.

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\n“For example. You will sit on the sofa. You will not talk until I\nlet you. You will raise your left arm to a vertical position pointing\nat the ceiling.”

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\nHayley lifted her arm straight up to point at the ceiling. She looked\nconfused.

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\n“There you see,” Ryan smiled victoriously, “You will do\nanything I say. However I don’t want to make you do everything I\nsay just because I say it. I think it’ll be more fun to make you do\nthings because otherwise you’ll be punished.”

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\nRyan got up and went to the long sideboard against the wall opposite\nthe sofa. He opened the top drawer and took out a two tailed whip and\na cane.

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\n“If you don’t do what I say I’ll cane you or whip you until you\ndo.”

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\nNow Hayley was looking scared. She may have been sitting and not\ntalking as if of her own volition but her hand in the air was telling\nher differently.

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\n“Of course I’ll use my power to help me get you in position for a\npunishment. You are going to be my sex slave Hayley. “

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\n“Don’t worry. It won’t change your life much. You’ll still\nwork. You’ll still see your friends. For a while anyway. But\nin-between you’ll be with me.”

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\nHayley sat, her pupils wide and eyes big with her arm up. Her pupils\nwere so wide her green eyes looked almost black.

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\n“After you leave work you’ll come here. After any social event\nyou’ll come here. After anything you do you’ll come here. You\nwon’t make attempts to run away or leave. You won’t talk to\nanyone about what we do. When you’re away from me it’ll just seem\nlike a normal relationship. So when I let yer go from the sofa don’t\nthink about making a run for the door. You won’t be able to open\nit. You won’t make an attempt to resist anything I do to you and\nyou won’t make any attempt to harm me or yourself in any way, even\nslightly. Also of course,” he grinned widely, “you won’t\ncomplain about anything or argue with me. Nod if you understand.”

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\nHayley just stared at him.

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\n“Nod if you understand or shake your head if you don’t. Do\nnothing and I’ll slap your face until you do.”

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\nHayley paused then nodded.

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\n“I’ve also made it so you won’t be able to read any hypnotism\nbooks or go to any hypnotist. Not that it would help you anyway as\nyou would have to explain your position to him which I’ve also made\nyou not able to do to anyone. Still best to be sure,” he grinned\nwidely as if pleased with himself that he had covered all bases. Then\nhe had been doing this for some time now.

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\n“Okay, so the first thing we need is to get you in some different\nclothes. I’ve guessed the size but you look fairly normal build to\nme.” He went to the bedroom and came back with a short white skirt\nand a thin white woolen top.

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\n“Take all your clothes off including underwear and put these on. \nBy the way you don’t have to sit on the sofa any more.” He\ngrinned widely.

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\n“In case you’re modest I’ll turn my back,” he said, grinning\neven wider.

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\nHayley got up and found herself removing her clothes and putting on\nthe two ridiculous items he had given her. The obviously cheap skirt\nhad an elasticated waist and came to mid thigh. The equally cheap top\nwas a size too small, probably deliberately she thought and clung to\nher tightly. Her breasts were clearly outlined and her aureolae and\nnipples were clearly defined through the thin material.

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\n“Done?” he asked when it sounded like she had stopped moving,\nthen realising she couldn’t speak, turned around. She was standing\nnot sure what to do next. Each hand held the opposite shoulder so her\narms were across her chest. He smiled sardonically.

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\n“Yeah, you want to hide those.” He paused to look at her. The\ncheap white sweater stopped about an inch before the cheap skirt so\nthere was a thin band of skin visible. She looked like a cheap whore.\nHe hadn’t seen her cunt yet but just knowing it was there, naked,\nbeneath the skirt excited him.

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\n“Sit down and take your arms away from your tits.”

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\nShe did as he said. She didn’t know if it was because she was\nhypnotised or scared. She felt very vulnerable. He pulled in a\nplastic chair from the kitchen and sat for a moment to look at her.\nHer vulnerability and scared big, round eyes made her look younger\nthan she was. He just sat looking at her tits and nipples held firm\nand out by the sweater and her nice pale legs and smooth white thighs\ngoing up beneath the skirt.

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\n“In a minute I’ll give you control of your body, but I want you\nto continue to do as I say of your own accord. Remember you’re mine\nnow and it’s in your interest to please me. You know I’m going to\nhave sex with you so there’s no point in resisting.

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\n“Okay. With the provisos I made earlier about not taking any bad\naction against me or trying to leave, you now have control of your\nbody and I want you to open your legs for me.”

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\nHayley sat there for a moment and then experimentally raised her\nright arm and put it down again. Her bare legs and bare ass under the\nskirt felt strange. She thought of it as the skirt rather than her\nskirt. The cheapness of the clothes offended her almost as much as\ntheir skimpiness. She was used to tasteful and expensive.

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\nRyan raised his voice. “I said open your legs bitch.”

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\nSurprised by the sudden angry tone and still bewildered and scared\nand not fully realising she could now say no, she opened her legs.

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\n“More,” he barked. She closed her eyes and opened her thighs\nmore. She had actually blushed Ryan noticed. Her thighs trembled\nwith the mental effort of showing herself in such a way. The\ntrembling of those beautiful white thighs excited Ryan a lot. He\nlooked past her naked legs, up the inside of her thighs and finally\nto her cunt. He took in a big breath and let out a big sigh. There\nwas a thin forest of blonde hair, a small dark crack, her inner lips\nhidden inside the outers. He could have sworn they were blushing too.\n

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\nHe moved nearer, squatting in front of her to push her legs and\ntherefore cunt wider and show the inside of her. He pushed in and\nsmelt her. A gentle musk. He pushed his nose against her clitoris and\nlicked over her hole and along her crack. A big long lick for him not\nher. He was filled with a sense of possession. That this was his. He\nlicked like a dog might but more slowly.

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\nHayley’s feet were pushed into the carpet. Her whole body was\nrigid. She wanted to pull or push his head away. She didn’t want\nthis tongue lapping her. She couldn’t think of a way to do it. He\nhad told her she would not be able to act against him to stop him\ndoing anything he wanted to her and it seemed to be true. After\nthirty seconds or so, though it seemed longer, she pushed herself\nbackwards away from him. She’d worked out she could do this because\nit wasn’t taking any action directly against him. Perhaps she would\nfind other loopholes. He moved his hands up her thighs pushing the\nskirt up and lifted his head.

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\n“I wouldn’t worry,” he said, “I’m not likely to be doing\nthis much.” He looked her in the eyes. “You can talk now, but\nquietly. No shouting.”

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\n“Please don’t,” she said.

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\n“But that’s the fun, owning you and using you.” He moved\nforward to give her another big lick, “If you liked it I wouldn’t\nget the same fun at all.”

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\nHe pushed his hands further up so the thumbs were pushing either side\nof her pinkness and clit.

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\nHayley had a problem. She could say no to anything he wanted to do\nbut she couldn’t physically resist him. She could refuse to do\nsomething he told her to do, but not anything he wanted to do to her.

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\nHe bounced up to sit next to her left on the sofa ad grabbed across\nto her breast. At the same time he nuzzled into her neck kissing her.\nShe pulled sharply back but he put his left arm around her and pulled\nher back. She tried to cringe away, but it was useless. His hand went\nunder her sweater to her breast. His mouth moved from her neck to her\nlips. He pushed his beery tongue against her lips and forced it into\nher mouth . He was squeezing her breasts so it hurt. As she opened\nher mouth to gasp his tongue dived deeper down her throat. He kissed\nher hard and deep several times squeezing and playing with her tit\nbefore moving to her cunt. She squeezed her legs shut now she had the\npower to do so. Ryan suddenly pulled back from kissing her and\nslapped her hard against the left cheek.”

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\n“Open your legs.”

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\nThe stinging shock made her obey him. He put his hand over her cunt\nand rubbed it a few times enjoying the feel of the soft sparse fur\nbefore sliding two fingers into her hole. His fingers sliding in and\nout as he kissed her soon juiced her up and he began poking her\nharder, finger fucking her in and out, banging against her outer lips\nand clit. She moaned into his mouth and began moving her body. It\nsounded and felt like she was enjoying it, but really it was the\nbrutality of his finger fucking hurting her and the force of his\ntongue down her throat making it hard to breath that made her moan\nand gasp and move.

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\nHe continued this for a few minutes then pulled back.

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\n“Let’s take your top off. There’s nothing worse than a girl\nwith too many clothes on.” He pulled her sweater up hard. Her tits\nflopped out and her arms went up and after a quick pull on her chin\nit was over her head and arms and off.

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\n“No. Please,” she said too late. She was an intelligent girl. Why\nwas she feeling more and more helpless and weak.

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\n“That’s better,” he said and slapped one of her tits to watch\nit bounce back and forth. Then he said, “what do you mean no?”.\nHe slapped her face hard on the left cheek with his right hand and\nthen her right cheek with his left hand. Her head jerked right and\nleft.

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\n“Not ‘no’. The only word I want to hear is yes. Yes and thank\nyou.”

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\n“Please,” she said looking at him with teary eyes.

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\nHe slapped her twice again and then slapped both her tits back and\nforth. Her cheeks reddened where the blows fell.

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\n“Yes and thank you,” he repeated. He lifted his hand, “say it.”

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\nShe cringed back.

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\n“Say it.”

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\n“Y, yes and thank you,” she managed to get out.

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\n“That’s better. Now let’s enjoy that mouth of yours some more\nand feel your tits against me.” He pulled off his T-shirt and\npressed himself against her while his fingers went back into her hole\nand his tongue into her mouth.

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\nHow far was he trying to force his tongue down her throat and how far\nup his fingers?

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\nWhen he was bored with this Ryan pulled his slimy fingers out and\npushed them against her lips. She turned her head away.

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\n“No. What are you doing ?”

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\n“I’m trying to clean my fingers. It’s your muck.”

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\nShe looked at him strangely.

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\n“I’m not going to suck my own juice!”

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\n“You’re going to do whatever the fuck I tell you.” He paused.\n“Suck ‘em or else!”

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\n“No.”

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\nHe grabbed her by the arm and threw her half naked on the floor. She\nfell half on her side half on her front giving him a nice view of her\ncunt and lower ass cheeks though her bare back sort of attracted him.\nHer golden hair fell over her face and eyes. Ryan strode to the\ndrawer and pulled out some handcuffs. Hayley was trying to get to her\nfeet but he gave her a hard shove. She fell on the floor again this\ntime on her front. Ryan put a knee on the middle of her back to pin\nher down, pulled her arms behind her and handcuffed her. He sat on\nher back like a low stool and pulled her hair back from her face\nwhich she had turned so one side was on the carpet and one side up.\nThen he grabbed it and pulled it back.

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\n“Uuuh.”

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\n“Uuuh? It’s going to hurt a lot more than this slut.”

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\nWhile he pulled her hair his other hand stroked her ass cheeks under\nthe skirt. He wanted her to know who was boss.

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\n“I warned you what would happen if you said No. Now I’m going to\nshow you.”

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\nHe went back to the drawer and pulled out a small flogger.

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\n“This might sting a bit.”

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\nHe slashed it down on her back with full force. Hayley screamed and\nwrithed. He brought it down again. She screamed and rolled over to\nprotect her back. He brought it down across her tits. Her back arched\nas she screamed again and then again as a second hit came through.\nShe rolled back onto her front. It hit her back. She screamed again.\nIt hit her again. She screamed again. \n

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\nA pattern of red marks was coming up on her back. The smooth white\nskin turning red under the constant lashes. Strike. Give her time to\nscream and recover and then strike again. The screams turned into\ngasps as she began to run out of energy. Her body rolled right and\nleft, but never completely over. She had learnt that lesson though it\nwas difficult not to turn over. As the lashing continued her legs\nstarted coming back, kicking up and down from the knee. The picture\nof a woman in agony. Her head would come up gasping bending her back,\nher legs would thrash up and down, she would roll from side to side.

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\nSwish, splat. Swish, splat. Ryan lashed her. He stopped only once\nshe was crying, blubbing, like the helpless girl she was. Beaten,\ncowed, he let the flogger go and pulled her to a sitting position. He\nsat behind her on a cushion his arms around her middle his head into\nher neck. He raised his arms to massage her tits and then raised the\nfingers to her mouth.

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\n\n

\n“Are you going to do it now or do you want some more?” he said in\na normal tone of voice. “Come on, open your mouth,” he coaxed.\nTears were streaming down her face. She opened her mouth. He slid his\ntwo fingers in. They were no longer wet. The juice had dried, but\nthey would still have the musky, fishy taste. He moved them in and\nout a few times rubbing over her tongue to make sure she tasted it.

\n
\n\n

\n“Now suck,” he coaxed and she sucked.

\n
\n\n

\n“Now move your tongue around the finger. Remember I want them\ncoming out clean.”

\n
\n\n

\nShe moved her tongue around the finger. His other hand squeezed and\nfondled her breast. He felt her tears drop on it. Felt her back\njerking slightly against his front and her head moving as she tried\nto control herself against the side of his head which was touching\nhers and talking softly into her ear. When he was satisfied he\npulled the fingers out, now covered with saliva and stroked them down\nher chest and belly, through her blonde pubic hair and back to her\ncunt. Once again they pushed into her hole. In and out. In and out\nand then back to her mouth. She opened enough to let them in and let\nhim slide them back and forth. When he stopped moving his fingers she\nsucked on them and ran her tongue around them. She tasted the musky,\nfishy smell of her cunt juices. It was unpleasant but bearable she\nthought as his hand snaked its way down to poke into her hole and\ncollect some more. And so the process was repeated. Repeated till her\nmouth was filled with the taste and smell of her own cunt juice.

\n
\n\n

\n“There. Was that really worth having such a flogging for?”

\n
\n\n

\nHayley didn’t answer. She felt weak and dispirited and her back\nstung all over. Oh God what was she going to do?

\n
\n\n

\nRyan pulled her to her feet, hands still handcuffed behind her and\npulled her skirt down to her ankles.

\n
\n\n

\n“Step out of it.”

\n
\n\n

\nShe stepped out of it. He sat down on the couch.

\n
\n\n

\n“As you don’t like the taste of your own juices perhaps you’d\nlike to taste some of mine instead. Come and suck me.”

\n
\n\n

\nHer back still feeling like it was on fire and feeling she had no\nchoice but to do anything he said, Hayley knelt in front of him and\nwaited. He opened his legs.

\n
\n\n

\n“Get it out then. You can’t expect me to do all of the work.”

\n
\n\n

\nHayley coloured up.

\n
\n\n

\n“You’ll need to release my hands..”

\n
\n\n

\n“I’ll let you do it with your mouth,” he grinned, “it’s\ntraditional for sex slaves. As this is your first time I’ll help. “\nHe undid his belt and pulled it out of the waist band. He slashed it\ndown over her shoulder onto her back. Hayley gave a short scream and\nbowed her head to the floor.

\n
\n\n

\n“You can’t get it for free.” He unbuttoned the top of his jeans\nabove the zip. “I’ll undo the button, you can pull the zip down\nwith your teeth and I’ll help pull the trousers down to my thighs.\nOkay?”

\n
\n\n

\nHayley had bent back up but the pain of the belt over the flogger\nwelts still hurt a lot. Her whole back felt red and hurting anyway.\nWhen she didn’t say anything he said, “you say, “Yes. Thank\nyou.” remember?”

\n
\n\n

\n“Yes. Thank you,” she said though she didn’t sound as if she\nmeant it. He would have to work on that later. She shuffled forward\nand grabbed the zipper with her teeth. It slipped out a few times,\nbut she got it down. It did mean her nose was pressed hard into his\nunderwear and the obvious half erection inside. It smelt like he\nhadn’t washed, which he deliberately hadn’t. \n

\n
\n\n

\nShe lent back and Ryan wriggled out of the jeans and pushed them down\nhis thighs till he thought they were loose enough for her to pull the\nrest of the way. They had a lot of time to fill and he was in no\nhurry. She shuffled into position and tried to grab the material with\nher teeth. She had to pull a bit down at the front, then move to the\nside and then twist to get her head under his leg to pull it down\nthere. Then she had to shuffle to face the other leg and pull that\ndown in the same way. She thought it was going to take forever. What\na stupid crazy stunt. As the trousers got lower the task got easier.\nFinally the jeans were bunched up at his ankles.

\n
\n\n

\nIt took her about ten minutes, but Ryan was just enjoying watching\nthis helpless naked girl kneeling at his feet struggling to remove\nhis trousers with her teeth, her hands handcuffed behind her. It was\nlike a sort of sexy game show.

\n
\n\n

\n“You might as well pull off my socks while you’re there.”

\n
\n\n

\nShe was bent over near the bottom of the jeans about to pull from the\nbottom. He couldn’t resist whipping the belt down again. This time\ninstead of her bending forward she reared up. Ryan smiled pleasantly\nas her face contorted in pain.

\n
\n\n

\n“Yes, thank you,” he prompted. For a moment it looked like she\nmight rebel then she said “Yes. Thank you.”

\n
\n\n

\n“You thank me because I am letting you please me. We are pretending\nthat pleasing me is what you want to do and therefore you thank me\nfor having the opportunity to do it.”

\n
\n\n

\n“Yes. Thank you,” she said unprompted and then bowed down to her\ntask. Ryan had deliberately not showered since Friday, though\nshowering was not one of his strong suits anyway. Hazel smelt the\ncheese on his feet and socks as she grabbed the tip with her teeth\nand pulled. Luckily for her he had purposely worn loose socks so she\ncould get them off easily.

\n
\n\n

\n“Might as well give them a kiss and a lick while you’re there.\nDon’t forget to suck the toes and lick in-between them. It’s\ntraditional.”

\n
\n\n

\nHayley kissed and licked his feet for several minutes until he told\nher to stop and received two more slashes of the belt for her\ntrouble.

\n
\n\n

\n“Right, back to the trousers then.”

\n
\n\n

\nShe managed to pull them off and then follow a similar procedure with\nhis Y-fronts. Finally she was facing his slightly smelly cock.

\n
\n\n

\n“Give it a bit of a kissing and licking first.”

\n
\n\n

\nShe kissed up and down the stem and around his balls and then licked\nthe same area before finally taking him in her mouth. She used her\nlips to hold him tight and moved up and down over his head. Her knees\nwere beginning to ache and though the flogged area had reduced to\njust feeling a bit sore it still hurt where the belt had slashed her.

\n
\n\n

\nRyan looked down at the bobbing head and the pleasantly welted back.\nNice broad marks from the belt.

\n
\n\n

\n“Don’t take your mouth off,” he said and gave her another slash\nand then two more. Hayley pushed her head down onto his cock each\ntime. On the third hit she nearly choked herself she pushed down on\nit so far. Ryan let her get on with it, enjoying her smooth, tight\nstrokes occasionally giving her a bit of encouragement with a slash\nof the belt and “tighten those lips more,” slash, “use that\ntongue more.”

\n
\n\n

\nHegot closer and closer to orgasm. He had intended to pull her off\nbefore coming, but in the end couldn’t resist shooting his load\ninto his submissive slave’s mouth.

\n
\n\n

\n“Aah, swallow”, he gasped as his come rippled up his cock to\nspurt into her mouth.

\n
\n\n

\n“Aaah, yeah,” he shot again and again into her mouth. He hadn’t\ncome in days. Another gob shot up and into her mouth, now filled with\nhis cum. Hayley desperately swallowed the filthy stuff. It felt like\nhe had a torrent in there. A little came out the sides of her mouth\nand a little dribbled down her chin due to his cock filling so much\nof her cavity space.

\n
\n\n

\n“Aaah yeah,” he sighed again and pulled her head forward so she\nkept his dick in her mouth while it slowly deflated. Hayley wanted\nit out. Keeping it in kept the remaining cum and its taste in her\nmouth. Ryan waited about a minute though it seemed longer to Hayley

\n
\n\n

\n“Yeah,” he said yet again as he finally pulled it out. “Now\nlick it clean.”

\n
\n\n

\nHayley looked at him in amazement.

\n
\n\n

\n“Come on cunt.”

\n
\n\n

\nFear overcoming distatste and she leaned forward and began licking\nhim clean. He pointed to a bit on the hair of his balls near his\nthigh. She dutifully licked and sucked it off. Finally when she was\nfinished and he was leaning back relaxed and happy he said, “okay\nyou can put your clothes back on now. Time for a rest.” He took off\nher handcuffs and she went to get the clothes she had come in but he\nsaid, “not those stupid. Those.” She went to the cheap top and\nskirt and put them on. Why was he bothering, it hardly covered\nanything she thought

\n
\n\n

\nRyan pulled on his trousers and T-shirt.

\n
\n\n

\n“Come here.” She sat next to him on the sofa. He put his arm\nround her, turned on the TV and watched a cartoon.

Hypnotising\nHayley Chapter Three

\n\n

Hayley watched Ryan\nlaughing at the inane and pointless violence of the cartoon. Did he\nalways watch kid’s programs she wondered. Her own mind was\nelsewhere. On the things she had just been made to do. Humiliating,\nshameful things. She couldn’t believe anyone normal would do any of\nthese things. Yet here she was snuggled into him as if they were some\nnormal couple. She was trapped with some crazy pervert. Using her\nmouth to pull down his pants, why? Her mind kept going over the bad\nthings he had made her do and the cruel things he had done to her.\nInside she knew there was worse to come. She shivered as Ryan let out\na laugh at some big hammer hitting a chicken. Hayley sympathised with\nthe chicken. Was this what she had studied so hard for? To become\nsome warehouse man’s plaything. There must be some way out. Maybe\nwhen he let her go tomorrow. She just had to endure.

\n\n

Ryan watched the\ncartoon, then a prankster program and then thought about what he\nshould do with her next. He remembered his comment about letting her\ntidy up. H’m. Shame he didn’t have any topless french maid\noutfits. He didn’t have that much. With her money though soon he\nwould be able to get lots of things.

\n\n

“Right, time for\nyou to tidy up and clean.” \n

\n\n

He pecked her on the\ncheek and fondled a breast through the sweater. “I don’t have a\nmaid’s costume only a bit of BDSM stuff so I guess that will have\nto do. Take off your top.”

\n\n

Not exactly\nsurprised Hayley pulled the top off. It wasn’t as if she showed\nany more than when she had it on. He handcuffed her hands in front of\nher, rolled the waist of the skirt over to make it short enough for\nthe bottom of her butt cheeks to show. He put a metal link chain\naround her head which he tightened. It had a two pronged hook hanging\ndown from it by elastic. He left it bumping her nose. From the drawer\nhe pulled out some screw on nipple clamps with a chain which he\nfastened to her nipples. He screwed them until her nipples went flat\nand she complained it hurt.

\n\n

“It’s supposed\nto hurt.” \n

\n\n

He tightened it some\nmore until she was breathing in short gasps from the pain. Hayley had\nnever had her nipples squeezed before and it hurt a lot. She was\ntrying not to complain. She had to endure otherwise he would just do\nsomething worse or whip her again. He pulled the two pronged hook\ndown and fitted a hook into each nose hole. He adjusted the elastic a\nbit.

\n\n

“Ow,” she said,\n“what the hell is this?”

\n\n

“It’s Japanese.\nIts supposed to make you look like a pig. They like to use it when\ngirls are sucking dicks. They call the girls oink pigs. Or something\nlike that. I have a video somewhere.”

\n\n

“It hurts.”

\n\n

“Its\nuncomfortable,” Ryan agreed. Suddenly his face lit up as if he had\njust thought of something else, which indeed he had. He came back\nfrom the drawer with two labia clamps with bells on which he hung\nfrom the chain.

\n\n

“That just leaves\nshoes. I guess your two inch heels will have to do till we find\nsomething better.”

\n\n

Ryan brought the\nblack two inch heel shoes she had come in and she managed to sit on\nthe sofa and put them on. She stood up feeling stupid. Because of the\nother things she was wearing her own shoes had now been turned into\nsex items as well.

\n\n

He took her arm, led\nher into the bedroom and put her in front of the full length mirror.\nShe looked at the sex slave parody of herself. She felt a bit sad and\na bit angry. He led her back into the living room and after a bit of\nsearching found a duster.

\n\n

Right off you go,”\nhe said cheerily.

\n\n

“You can stand on\nthe kitchen chair and dust where the wall meets the ceiling to get\nrid of the cobwebs, then dust everything else. Cups, bottles and\nthings can go in the kitchen, clothes in the bedroom. Anything you’re\nnot sure of hold up for me and I will tell you where to put it. Maybe\nif its long it can go up your cunt,” he joked. “It’s\ntraditional to have a butt plug but we’ll save that for when you’re\ndressed as an animal. I want it tight for when I fuck you up it\nanyway.” He didn’t want to leave her in any doubt as to what he\nwas going to do with her. It would give her time to get used to the\nidea instead of fighting it. H sat down on the sofa and watched.

\n\n

Hayley put the chair\nnear the corner, stood on it and stretched up to dust the cobwebs.\nShe bet he had never dusted since he moved in. She knew exactly how\nhe was looking up her raised skirt. Ogling her ass cheeks and vagina\nwhich she knew this action flashed at him. She felt herself go red.\nGuess I’m just a porn actress now she thought, flashing her bits\nprovocatively to make some man hard even if she didn’t want to.

\n\n

Ryan watched her as\nshe worked around the room. He could see it was an effort to stretch\non the chair as she had to dust with both hands up due to the\nhandcuffs and her shoes made her legs stretch as she tried to\nbalance. She didn’t look in any danger of falling though. The bells\njingled as she worked adding to her humiliation. When she reached\nwhere the sideboard was she couldn’t reach the ceiling.

\n\n

“I can’t reach.”

\n\n

“Perhaps as you’re\nnow a maid you should call me master.”

\n\n

She glared at him.

\n\n

“I can’t reach\nmaster.” She emphasised\nthe last word heavily not\nsubmissively. Ryan gave her a\nbig grin.

\n\n

“Just\nreach as far as you can and dust the wall area. This\ninvolved her leaning forward even more than before and showing her\nlower regions even more too. In fact she was supporting herself on\nthe wall with her hands and her butt was pushed out like some girl in\na burlesque show. Except they weren’t showing their tush which put\nher below a burlesque dancer and back to being a warm up porn star.\nShe gritted her teeth and carried on.

\n\n

It\nwas made worse because there was nothing to clean. She was just going\nthrough the motions so he could look at her backside and crack.

\n\n

When\nshe had finished this particularly humiliating task and moved to the\nleft of the sideboard and television Ryan added insult to injury by\nturning the TV back on. It was time to watch soccer. Everyone knew a\nman’s soccer came before his girl.

\n\n

Hayley worked her\nway around the room. She knew he was still casting glances at her.\nThat she was still on show. When she reached the side wall he lay\nback on the couch with his legs up alternating her with the TV. \nOccasionally he threw her a comment such as “yeah, that’s it.\nMuch cleaner now,” or “yeah, that’s the way,” or “h’m,\ngood stretch.” \n

\n\n

Hayley’s arms were\ngetting tired from being lifted up all the time and her thighs and\ncalves were feeling the pressure from the constant stretching. When\nRyan said “get me a beer from the fridge will you?” she was\nactually pleased as it gave her a bit of a break. She brought a\nbottle and glass held awkwardly because of her hands being handcuffed\ntogether.

\n\n

“I won’t need\nthe glass.” She stood there, but he did not take the beer.

\n\n

“Take the glass\nback and just bring the bottle.”

\n\n

“Yes master,”\nshe said emphasising the word\nmaster to show her displeasure. He just wanted her to run back and\nforth for him and hear her bells jingle for a double humiliation. She\nwas wrong though. Ryan wanted a triple humiliation. When she returned\nand handed him the beer he still didn’t take it.

\n\n

“I\nwant you to kneel whenever you give me something,” he said in a\nserious tone of voice. Hayley did nothing.

\n\n

“Kneel,”\nhe commanded loudly and reached for his belt still on the sofa.

\n\n

Hayley\nlooked fearful and quickly dropped to her knees. If\nhe wanted her to obey him then why had he dropped that aspect of the\nhypnotism. It was to give him an excuse to whip her. He wanted to\nwhip her.

\n\n

“Your\nbeer master,” she said quickly to appease him and this time not\nsarcastically. \n

\n\n

She\nheld it out to him both\nhandcuffed hands around the bottle and\nhe stretched his hand out but could not reach unless he leaned\nforward slightly. Instead he leaned\nback slightly and nodded at his hand. She shuffled forward aware of\nher boobs jiggling and setting off the bells on\nthe silver linked chain and\nheld it right next to his hand. Finally he looked down at her\nlittle piggy face and took it. He never ceased to be delighted how a\ngirl’s pulled up nose really was like a pig’s when wearing the\ndevice. It must be getting pretty uncomfortable by now he thought.\nHayley was certainly aware of it. Her nipples had somehow\nadjusted to the screw clamps\nbut the nose prong was a\nconstant annoyance both physically and mentally as she knew from the\nmirror how it looked.

\n\n

“And\na bottle opener,” he said.

\n\n

Back\nat her wall at least some of the ache had gone from her limbs. She\ngot back to her task, finishing the side wall and back wall and the\nshort final side wall. For the last rear wall Ryan watched the\nsoccer. Hayley was still painfully aware of her look though. She\nwasn’t sure how to interrupt him.

\n\n

“I,ve\nfinished the walls,” she eventually said standing a little to one\nside of his head.

\n\n

“Kneel\nand say it,” he said.

\n\n

She\nknelt in front of his reclined figure a picture of submissiveness and\nsaid\n“I’ve finished the walls.”

\n\n

“You’re\nsupposed to say ‘master,” he reminded her, “come up here.” He\npatted the sofa and sat up. She stood up and was about to sit next to\nhim when he grabbed her arm and pulled her over him. Her face was\nlooking at the sofa and her behind over his lap.

\n\n

“Something\nto remind you,” he said pulling up her skirt and landing a hard\nslap on her left butt cheek. \nHe landed a few more, alternating cheeks and watching them turn from\na milky white to a rose colour and as he continued to a nice red. he\ntwo circles of red covering most of her cheeks now contrasted nicely\nwith the whiteness around it. Hayley’s cries were beginning to get\nlouder as each stroke fell on an area that had already been made\ntender by the previous strokes. She began to wriggle and her legs\nstarted to kick upwards as each new stroke landed. Her cuffed hands\nwere stuck helplessly beneath her.

\n\n

Ryan\ncontinued relentlessly. He\nwatched his hand come down on each rounded cheek, saw it flatten,\nripple outwards from the blow like waves from a stone thrown in a\npond. He watched them jiggle and flatten and ripple and move from\npink to orange to red.

\n\n

How\nmany was he going to give her Hayley\nthought. She had taken the\nfirst few stoically, but as it just continued and continued she moved\nto gasping, then crying out. Now all thoughts of dignity and\nresignation had left her. Each new stroke was putting a wave of pain\nthrough her butt consuming her whole being. All she was aware of was\nthe pain and the slapping. She began crying. At\nfirst softly, then increasing to a sob, then\nfull sobs. Another five minutes and she was just\na violently\nsobbing, kicking, writhing mess. The\nsobbing filled her being as much as the\npain and the wet tears rolling down her cheeks. It\nall blurred into one. No time to think or consciously react, her body\nreacting entirely of its own accord. Her\nhead jerked left and right, her butt wriggled desperately to escape\nand \nher body rolled\nfrom side to side as\nhe alternated cheeks.

\n\n

“Stop,”\nshe gasped out between sobs, “please stop. Please. Please.” She\nwas begging now. No longer the independent, but humiliated girl she\nhad been. “Please please,\nplease.” She\nbegged continuously through\ngasps and screams that took her breath away. She couldn’t shout\neven if she had wanted to. It was a quiet repeated plea from a hurt\nand broken girl. \n

\n\n

Ryan\ndidn’t stop even\nthough her pleading was\nalmost constant now.

\n\n

“Please\nstop, please stop, please stop,” \n

\n\n

He\njust carried on, his hand rising and falling, rising and falling and\nher gasps and sobs turning into low screams and then higher screams\nand then loud, loud screams\nwith each down slap he made.\nHe was having trouble holding her in place she was twisting and\nturning and writhing so much, but her hands trapped below stopped her\nescaping. Up and down, up and down on\neach round quivering cheek until\nhe decided she’d had enough. If he went any further she would be\nhysterical beyond control.\nHe uttered a satisfied sigh\nand stopped. The girl lay across him sobbing and sobbing fight and\nenergy beaten out of her. She\ndidn’t even try and get away, just lay completely limp. Her\nbottom felt hot to him, it must be burning for her.

\n\n

Hayley\nhad never experienced such pain. Her butt felt more than twice its\nnormal size and a burning\npain bit into her over each cheek. Why\nhad she forgotten. Oh god why had she forgotten. She knew he had\nwanted to punish her and played into his hands. She was so stupid.\nAnd she couldn’t stop crying. It went on and on and yet unless she\nstopped crying she couldn’t be herself, be Hayley. The couch was so\nwet. Ryan smoothed a hand over her burning rounded cheeks.

\n\n

“Aah,\naah,” she cried out with the pain just touching her caused, cried\nout like a little child rather than a woman. She felt like a child,\nhelpless and defeated\nby someone bigger and stronger than her. At this moment he seemed so\nbig and she seemed so little and she knew she was beaten.

\n\n

Ryan\nknew it too. The limpness of her body draped across him told him he\nnow controlled her. She wasn’t trying to push her skirt down or\npretend she was anything other than a broken little girl. Her\npleading had not been angry or commanding at the end. It had been\njust that, pleading, desperate. She would be willing to do anything\nhe asked now. He would have to look for excuses to punish her. He\nhadn’t even got hard while he was doing it. So into the violence of\nit, the steady pounding. \n

\n\n

Next\ntime he would do it for fun. Space the blows out. Let her anticipate\neach stroke before it came down. Give her time to recover from the\npain before inflicting the next one to restart it. Smooth her ass\nbefore striking it so she would know it was coming. He\ndaydreamed for a bit on this while he stroked her cheeks and looked\nat her pretty thighs and crack and ass cheeks and her smooth back and\nher dipped head shaking slightly as she still issued muffled sobs. He\npulled her unresisting head back by her hair with his right hand and\npassed the left over her eyes feeling the wet tears. He let her head\nflop back down. He rubbed his\nwet hand over her back and looked at the wet mark. He should give her\na bit more time to recover, but he was getting bored.

\n\n

“Okay,\nnow get on your knees in front of me.”

\n\n

There\nwere a few jerks as she tried to push herself up. She felt so\nexhausted. Please, please no more. Yet she had to do it. She had to\nforce her weak arms to push her dead weight body up. She had to use\nthose muscles. After four pathetic jerks she finally overcame the\napathy of her muscles and managed to get herself off him. She slid to\nthe floor held up by the sofa and unable to make the effort to stand\nor kneel crawled to a position in front of him. She turned to face\nhim head down and then kneeled up. She gasped in pain and let out a\nlittle cry as her ass touched the back of her calves. It hurt so\nmuch. She forced her hands onto her knees and\npushed herself up her head hanging.

\n\n

“Look\nup at me.”

\n\n

She\nlooked up. Her hair at the front was wet and tangled from her tears.\nHe leant forward to push it off her face.

\n\n

“Part\nyour legs. I want to see your cunt”

\n\n

She\nparted them until she thought he had a good view up her skirt. She\nwasn’t ashamed or humiliated anymore. She was just an automaton\ndoing what she was told. Ryan admired her tits and cunt for a while\nthen leaned forward to take off the nose prong from her head, then he\nloosened the nipple clamps a little. She gasped as they started to\nache from the blood slowly returning. He didn’t want to take them\noff but he didn’t want to damage her nipples by having them too\ntight too long much though he would have liked to actually tighten\nthem.

\n\n

“Good\nslut,” he said almost kindly, “so have you learnt your lesson and\ndon’t forget the key word.”

\n\n

“Yes,\nmaster,” she said submissively. Ryan understood she now knew what\nthe word master meant.

\n\n

“Okay,\nso don’t forget it again eh,” he said conversationally, all\nforgiven as if he had only\nslightly\nrebuked Hayley\nrather than massively\npunished her.

\n\n

“No\nmaster,” she said softly.

\n\n

“You\ncan kiss my feet again while you recover.” \n

\n\n

He\nstretched them out cross legged for her and returned to watching the\nTV. It was a comedy and Hayley heard the laughter around her as she\nbent forward to kiss and lick his feet this time in a truly\nsubmissive way. An occasional tear would fall which she would lick\nup, tasting the saltiness of her own pain.

\n\n

Hayley\nkissed and licked his feet for half an hour. The raging pain in her\nass had settled down to a dull soreness. Ryan turned on his phone to\ncatch up on social events.

\n\n

“You\ncan start tidying the room now,” he said.

\n\n

“Yes,\nmaster.”

\n\n

“And\ncan you think of something else to say like nothing or ‘thank you\nmaster’ or,” he couldn’t think of anything else, “something.”

\n\n

Hayley\nwas stumped. The obvious answer was now out so after a hesitation she\nmanaged, “I’ll tidy up master.”

\n\n

“Yeah\nand do a good job. Actually come back here. You need your piggy nose\nback. And kneel.”

\n\n

Hayley\nknelt in front of him and he retrieved and put on the nose hooks.

\n\n

“Okay,\noff you go.” He turned her sideways and slapped her ass to help her\non her way. Hayley uttered a short scream. It hurt so much. Her\nbehind was so tender. She could feel the full imprint of his hand\nstinging her. Tears sprang to her eyes immediately. What was wrong\nwith her? She felt so fragile.

\n\n

“Say\n‘thank you master.”

\n\n

“Th,\nthank you master.”

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Ryan watched her\ntits hang down as she bent over to remove things and dust the\nsideboard and two side tables. She had to pick each thing up with\nboth hands because of the cuffs to take it to the kitchen. Other\nthings she held up for him and he said what cupboard or drawer to put\nit. It was fun to watch her struggle. She had to go and open the\ndrawer with both hands and then take the object in both hands to the\ndrawer and put it in. Except when she was putting things in low\nplaces he couldn’t see her ass as well as when she had been\ndusting.

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“Come here,” he\nsaid. \n

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She came and knelt.\nHer face flinched as her butt rested on her calves. \n

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“Stand up.”

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She did. \n

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“We’ll get rid\nof this.”

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He pulled her skirt\ndown to her ankles. She let out a squeal as it rubbed over her\nrounded and red ass cheeks.

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“That’s better.\nYou can get back to work now.” \n

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Hayley tensed\nherself for another slap but this time he left her alone. She was\npast modesty by now only wanting to avoid further punishment so the\nremoval of her skirt didn’t worry her. It actually stopped it\ntouching and rubbing on her sore butt. She jingled around tits\nbouncing and hanging as appropriate for the activity, ass glowing a\nnice red for Ryan’s enjoyment while he exchanged messages with\nfriends and okayed things on social media. He exhausted this at about\nthe same time Hayley, having finished picking up cups and plates had\nremoved the last of the clothes from the floor. He felt like a bit\nmore sex.

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“Good timing,”\nhe complimented her, “come and sit on my lap and get your reward.”

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A little fearful of\nwhat was coming next Hayley went over to him. He pulled the naked\ngirl down to sit on his lap. She moaned as her sore butt sat on his\nknee.

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“Let’s take\nthese things off you,” he said considerately and removed the nose\nhook, bells, hand cuffs and labia clamps. He unscrewed the nipple\nclamps. Hayley moaned and shivered as painful feeling returned to her\nnipples though because he had loosened it earlier there was no sharp\nunbearable pain. He put them all to one side and massaged her tits.\nHe loved the feel of tits. A hand over each and Hayley obediently\nletting him. He moved a hand down between her legs. The lightest tap\non her delicate thigh and she opened her legs so he could get a\nbetter feel. He nuzzled into her neck and then it was back to deep\nkisssing and finger penetration. She felt much better to him this\ntime. No tension of resistance, only wanting to give in to him and\nplease him. Wanting not to be punished.

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“There’s a good\nwhore,” he praised her as he took his mouth off her full lips. He\npulled his fingers out of her hole and slid them into her mouth. This\ntime she opened her mouth to let them in and he pushed them back and\nforth and round and round and when he stopped she closed her lips\naround them and sucked them moving her tongue around at the same\ntime. Ryan smiled. She was getting the full flavour now. He dipped\nthem back into her hole for a top up and let her taste some more. He\nkept doing this till he was sure her mouth was full of the taste.

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“Open your mouth.”\nShe did. He had a sniff. Yes a good cunty smell. Okay now go down and\nmake my dick wet and hard so I can fuck you.”

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Hayley moved off his\nlap grimacing at the movement on her bottom and slid to her knees on\nthe floor. At least her ass was in the air now. She opened his\ntrousers and pulled down the zip. There were no underpants to take\ncare of this time and his cock popped free. Using one hand to hold it\nshe put it in her mouth and began sucking.

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“Stroke my\nthighs.”

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She ran a hand\ngently up and down his thighs while she sucked him hard. She was\nhoping if she did a good job he would not hit her with the belt\nagain. Ryan just enjoyed the feel of her mouth and the site of her\nsubmissiveness. When he was hard he pulled on her hair and she came\noff him. He stood up and told her to bend against the sofa and open\nher legs. He went behind her and looked at her open wet cunt delaying\na moment so she could feel vulnerable and exposed then rammed himself\nin.

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Hayley gasped with\nthe suddeness and then the pain as he hit her ass. Ryan was in\nheaven. He loved the sight of her sore red butt, he loved the sight\nof his cock going in and out of her hole between the spread cunt lips\nand he loved the feel of her tube. He pulled her head back by her\nhair and banged back and forth each time eliciting a cry of pain as\nhe hit against her ass. Her cries encouraged him to hit against her\nharder. He pushed in, held himself fully filling her and rubbed\nhimself around her butt to cause more pain. Hayley cried out and\ngasped and did that short breathing people do to control pain. He\npulled on her hair harder and rammed harder and harder driving her\ninto the sofa, making her whole world his dick driving in and out of\nher until he came, spurting load after load into her. Hayley felt it\nspurting and rippling into her through a haze of pain from her pulled\nhair and bruised butt. She had never felt more used, though she was\nabout to.

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Ryan pulled out and\npulled her hair to bring her up to her knees, he pulled an arm to\nspin her round and pushed her sitting to the floor legs akimbo.\nBefore she knew what was happening he had plunged two fingers into\nthe gooey mess that was now her cunt and rammed the fingers into her\nmouth. It was so sudden she didn’t even feel the pain from the\nsitting.

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“Now clean it\nbitch.” Hayley choked for a moment at the unexpectedness. Her head\nswam from the rough rape. He slapped her right cheek with his left\nhand to keep her off balance. With no time to think or even feel\nHayley sucked the gooey mixture of spunk and cunt juice off his\nfingers. He plunged them in her open cunt and repeated the process.\nHayley spluttered but sucked. Again and again until his fingers came\nout with nothing.

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“There’s a good\ncunt,” he said slapping her with his right hand, “now clean me.”\nHe pushed her head towards his soft wet dick and she took it in and\nsucked the goo off that as well. She licked around the base of the\nstem and the goo that had fallen in the hair of his balls. He pulled\nher hair to raise her up and pushed her back against the sofa. Her\nlegs were wide, her head lolled backwards, her tits stuck out from\nher arched position. Ryan briefly looked at her exhausted display.

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Now that was what he\ncalled a fuck.

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