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Driving Miss Jones

Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Domination/submission, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Female, Romance, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

and trashy. She peered around the cellar, new concrete floor freshly pointed and cleaned brickwork, thick soundproofing, it must have looked like I had planned it and with the drum kit still in bits and mostly in cardboard boxes it really must have looked pretty sinister. "Is it for a ransom?" she said, "Because you won't get away with it." she said, "I know you, I can give the police your description." I picked up the whip slapped it against my hand and grinned. "Oh god I'm never going to escape am I?" she decided, "You built this specially didn't you?" she was really scared now, "You'll torture me, play the recordings to my parents and," she paused "Please don't mark my face," she said, "Not permanently." "Anything else?" I asked as I rather enjoyed the moment and wrote Cunt £2 across her tummy again and L on her left breast and R on her right breast. "Are you going to tie me up?" she asked. "Right," I agreed. "I think that was the door bell." I gagged her again and re-fastened the handcuffs, and went upstairs, "Ok coming," I added as I threw on an old coat and paid for the Pizzas. "Food," I announced, and I released her gag again, "You must be hungry," I indicated the Pizza and unfastened the handcuffs, "Coke?" she looked at me quizzically, "I mean more cola." I said and she smiled. She stretched and took the cup of Cola, and sipped from it, then she simply threw it in my face and ran, she nearly made it to the steps but I caught her round the waist, she squealed almost ... delightedly as I held her, "Yuck!" I exclaimed, "I'll get you some more." and I set her down, "Now eat something." She glowered and glared at me, "Were you really going to run away stark naked?" I asked. She had no answer, "I think you need to be tied up," I said, "Finish your Pizza, how's the Baxter boy?" I asked. "Oh, I don't know." she said, "Who calls Robert the Baxter boy?" she asked. "Me mainly," I said. "Look, I'm not his girlfriend or anything, they won't pay a ransom." she insisted, "Daddy might." she said. "Right," I agreed, "Eat up, I want to watch TV." I laid out the cords, "I suppose you do this with Robert?" I asked. She blushed crimson, "Hardly!" she exclaimed. "Only if you're very good I'll get you some strawberry cheesecake." I asked as she finished the Pizza. "What do you mean, good?" she asked. "If you're a good girl, taking your punishment like a good girl, six of the best for forgetting your case, six for lying and getting me into trouble, shall we say twenty four," I suggested, "Getting drunk?" "Are you going to rape me?" she asked. "Hardly, I'll pay the two pounds like anybody else," I promised, "Or do you mean instead of a whipping." I suggested. "Oh," She gasped, "Oh please, don't hurt me," "I saw the video," I said. "That was Robert's idea," she said, "I was drunk all right?" "Oh, different video," I said "Sorry." I countered, "Its about forty eight whacks I make it." "You said you would have sex with me instead." she offered. "Miss Jones I can have ...