1. The Stalker Visit One Day Two


    Date: 3/28/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, BDSM, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Male Domination, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Reluctance, Sado-Masochism, Torture, Author: Katlyn, Rating: 81.8, Source: sexstories.com

    hand, slowly wondering if this was the right thing to do. Mike fixed Sally with a stare that scared her to no end. He looked at her hand and responded to the gesture. “Yes? Bitch what is it?” he said rather sharply, “You should know by now that I like to eat in quiet so be quick.” “Sir, what is this? Exactly?” “Lobster Risotto with a salad. “Sir I don’t like Lobster, Sir.” Sally cringed expecting the monster to come out. Mike raised his eyebrows…who does not like lobster? “Are you allergic?” That could cause problems “No Sir.” “Then what is it why don’t you like lobster?” “Sir, well sir they eat the trash from the bottom of the ocean, and when you cook them they scream, and when you eat them you have to crack open their shells just to get to the meat, it seems so mean, but really my main objection is that they really eat all the poop and gross stuff from the bottom of the ocean floor.” Sally got it all out quickly, and waited. She was expecting to get punished at any point. Mike sat back. She had stated her case and it was not like she did not have a point, she needed to be rewarded for speaking her mind without fear. “Okay, that makes sense. I had never considered that before. Will you try a bite? I am not giving you an order I am asking you a question.” “I would rather not, Sir.” “Okay, well I am going to eat, you eat the salad, and then I will find something for you to eat okay?” “Sir?” “Yes?” “Can I make a sandwich? I will behave I promise.” “Yes you may, but after you ...
    eat your salad.” “Yes Sir, Thank you sir.” Sally started on her salad very confused. He was so nice. He was not angry at her. She wished she was not confused all the time, times when she thought he would be furious he was understanding and reasonable, and other times because of very small infractions he became a monster. When she finished her salad she sat still and waited for her captor to acknowledge her. Finally he looked up. “You may go make a sandwich. To the kitchen and back here only. I locked up all the knives in case you get any ideas.” “Yes, sir” But the idea had never even crossed her mind and she wondered if that meant she had just given up. She made her sandwich and placed it on a plate next to the other plate and then knelt beside her chair. She had never been allowed back on the chair without express permission once she had left and she really did not want to anger him. Mike was amused at his Bitch. She was learning so fast. A smile played on his face and in his voice when he said. “Up, Bitch.” “Thank you Sir” and Sally took her seat and finished her meal in silence, which they both enjoyed. The silence of the table provided both with a kind of break. When Mike was done he got up cleared the table and pulled on Sally’s leash. “Come. You may do the dishes with me. You may walk.” Sally was relieved to be on her feet, it had been a long day and even if it was only to do dishes it was nice. This was just so messed up how could she be so grateful at just being able to ...
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