1. The Taking of Elizabeth: Chapter 2


    Date: 6/23/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Discipline, Domination/submission, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Rape, Reluctance, Slavery, Toys, Written by women, Author: Breanna Renaud, Rating: 80.8, Source: sexstories.com

    Kurt didn’t really give Elizabeth much of a choice in taking the tour around his house. The entire time, his hand was entangled with her blonde locks of hair. And if she took one step too far from him, he sure as hell didn’t hesitate to tug at the roots. His house was large and equipped with only the best that money could buy. She wondered how he could afford such a place since he was obviously not much older than her, but didn’t dare open her mouth to ask. He led her through the living room, the den, the kitchen, then down a long corridor upstairs. All the while, she was still naked from her previous encounter with him. Finally, Kurt opened the second door to the right in the hallway and released her hair, gesturing for her to enter. Elizabeth stared at him skeptically for a moment, thinking this was some sort of trap. But she didn’t have much of a choice other than to obey his orders, so she nodded and stepped through the door. From behind her Kurt stepped in as well, closing the door behind him, “This is your bedroom.” The blonde looked around, surprised to see that it was just any normal bedroom other than the bars on her windows. Her lips turned into a small frown as she walked further into the room, laying her hand on the queen-sized mattress which was dressed with only the finest satin. She turned to face Kurt then, shaking her head slowly, “I don’t get it… Why me..?” Her voice was quiet, and she was half-afraid of earning another slap on her cheek. That smirk ...
    returned to the terribly handsome sick bastard standing only feet from her. “Elizabeth, I paid for you. You were the perfect candidate,” he said in a matter-of-fact way. He shrugged his broad shoulders, stepping slowly toward her, but not necessarily intimidatingly so, “You were so innocent, so unsuspecting. And you have no one to look for you…” A sting of pain hit Elizabeth in her chest and her frown furthered, brows furrowing, “FUCK you. You know nothing about me!” The smirk slipped from his lips as she cursed at him, and Kurt reached for her, grabbing her face in his stern hand. He leaned in close to her face so that she could feel his hot breath pooling against her face as he spoke, “I know you more than you know, princess. I would learn to bite that pretty fucking tongue of yours, if I were you.” Fear-stricken, the blonde shut her trap quickly. She stared up at him, into his raging face, then nodded slowly in agreement with him. She would need to learn to behave. She knew how much pain she’d be in if she kept being so defiant. This was her life now – she would need to accept that. “I’m… I’m sorry…” the words came out hesitantly and felt sour on her tongue. He released her face, and then unexpectedly slapped her hard. Elizabeth fell back a few steps, raising one of her own shaking hands to the burning spot on her face. She looked up at him in disbelief, wondering what she’d done wrong. “Master or Sir,” his voice came as a mighty roar, a lion commanding respect in his home, “You ...
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