1. The Taking of Elizabeth: Chapter 5


    Date: 7/28/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Authoritarian, BDSM, Blowjob, Bondage and restriction, Domination/submission, Female Domination, Group Sex, Male / Females, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Oral Sex, Rape, Reluctance, Slavery, Stockholm Syndrome, Threesome, Written by women, Author: Breanna Renaud, Rating: 88.9, Source: sexstories.com

    girl. How was it, Elizabeth?” “That was… amazing, master…” Elizabeth replied to him carefully, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath. He chuckled, “Alright, finish cleaning up. We have a guest joining us in about an hour. I want you to meet me in the living room within the next half hour. Don’t bother dressing, either. We’ll probably just tear the clothes off of you if you have any on.” Kurt’s grin was never failing, and it was obvious that he was trying to tease her with the statement. He stepped out from the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist before leaving her alone to finish cleaning herself. ********************** Elizabeth dried herself off well with a towel and blew her hair dry before heading toward the living room without putting on any clothing. She’d learned by this time, for the most part at least, to just follow Kurt’s instructions. As long as she did that, Elizabeth knew she wouldn’t hate this place as much. Hell, she might even grow to love it. Kurt was already waiting for her in the living area when she arrived. He stood from where he was seated on the big leather couch and made his way over to her. His hand was gentle on her cheek as he spoke to her, “Tonight is about your pleasure, but it is also about the pleasure of our guest. Do you understand, Elizabeth?” She nodded to him, remaining quiet as she silently wondered again about who would be joining them. “I am going to tie you up as usual. Whatever our guest commands, you do. ...
    Whatever I command, you do. As long as you behave, you will be rewarded. If not, you will be punished,” Kurt explained, then took Elizabeth’s hand in his own and led her over to the couch. There were a few spools of rope set out on the glass coffee table. Kurt sat the blonde down on the leather and turned to take one of the ropes, unwinding it before her eyes. “Hold out your hands,” he instructed. The small blonde looked up at him, and then did exactly as she was told. Pushing her wrists together, she raised them before herself to him. He took the rope and wrapped it in neat layers around and around the frail wrists, then passed it between a few times as well before tying it off. She tugged at the restraints slightly, just to gauge how tight the ropes were. Tight enough to limit her movement to only the slightest wiggle. Kurt looked pleased with himself as he ordered her, “Now, lay down across the couch for me.” Feeling as exposed as ever, there was only the slightest hesitation before she complied to his wished. Pushing herself up with the balls of her feet, the blonde laid on her back, tied hands resting over her chest. Kurt sat at the edge of the couch, just beyond Elizabeth’s feet, as he took another rope and unraveled it. The girl gulped as he wrapped the thin rope around her ankles, tying them almost the same way he had tied her wrists. When he was finished with her ankles, he then took the last reel of rope and wrapped it around Elizabeth’s knees, holding her legs firmly ...
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