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To the Victor Go the Spoils. Pt: 6

Date: 3/27/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Domination/submission, Male Domination, Romance, Sado-Masochism, Slavery, Stockholm Syndrome, Author: masterKDean2014, Rating: 91.7, Source: sexstories.com

*IMPORTANT* This is a new account for superkev123, I can no longer access my old one, so I am re-posting all my old ones here, and will also be uploading new ones. Chapter 6 David parked the truck in the back of the house and they got out. "I'll put it up tomorrow. I think I'm going to be busy tonight punishing you." He said grabbing Sara around her waist. She squealed and almost dropped the shopping bags she was carrying. They returned to his room and Sara placed the bags in a corner. "What is my punishment, Sir?" She asked attempting to appear meek. "I think the basement is empty," he said softly as he caressed her bare arms, "and it's calling your name." Sara shuddered. The basement still harbored painful memories. However, she did not resist when he took her hand and led her downstairs. He was right, the basement was eerily empty. "Your safe word is 'red'." He told her before they began. Sara tried not to smile, but failed. "Now take off your dress. I don't want to ruin it." He said forcefully but with kindness. Sara bent down to take her boots off. "Did I say to take those off, slut?" David asked as he watched her. "No." She said and quickly stood up straight again. "No, what?" He continued to stare at her. "No...Sir?" Sara wasn't completely sure what he wanted her to say. David smiled at her and she relaxed again, "That's better," he said. Sara took off her dress. She stood before him in her collar, boots, and panties. "Now the panties," he said. Sara slid those down ... and stepped out of them. She stood still with her arms at her sides. David breathed in her beauty. He walked around her touching her here and there. "Every part of you is beautiful," he pressed his body against hers. Sara felt more naked than she ever had before. The room felt frigid, but David's body seemed unnaturally hot. "Lie on the table." David said. Sara paused for a second. The table frightened her. She slowly, unsurely began walking to it. David helped her on it and fastened her wrists and ankles with the straps. The cold metal against her flesh gave her goose bumps. David briefly kissed her on the mouth. He could feel her straining for him as he pulled away. He took each of her still tender nipples in his mouth carefully. First sucking them, then grazing them with his teeth. He retrieved a medium sized butt plug. He coated it with lube and slid it easily into her. She would be ready to take his cock soon. "Time for your punishment." He abruptly said and left her to get the cat o' nine tails. He returned and softly lashed her with it, letting her adjust to the feel. He began using harder strokes, on her thighs, her breasts, and then her cunt. Sara whimpered at first, but the sounds soon changed to a tone of enjoyment. She could feel the heat building in her again and she needed to feel him inside of her. She cried out in relief when he stopped whipping her and slid his jeans down around his knees. He slid his cock into her while he stood half clothed. He pushed her ...