1. The stalker: Visit Two Day One


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, BDSM, Cruelty, Male/Female, Non-consensual sex, Author: Katlyn, Rating: 85.7, Source: sexstories.com

    that is for when you are good and in training mode, right now I need to punish. While you are being punished remember that the amount of pain you endure this visit is all your fault. You made a bad decision while I was gone and you are continuing to make bad decisions. Now are you going to continue to accumulate punishments or are you going to listen to me?” Sally’s head fell forward a little bit, ashamed of herself, but scared of the man and the pain that was inevitable, and growing with every stubborn act. “Sir I will listen to you.” Mike bent down lifted her chin in his hand till her head was facing forward. “Now now, there is nothing to be ashamed of, you are just trying to avoid punishment right?” “Yes, Sir.” Sally was not sure if she was supposed to respond, but in for a penny in for a pound. She would half to make her move later. “Good girl. Now I am going to begin your punishment for going to the police against my explicit warning and my little notes. Why did you do it: You had to know I would be watching taking it all in and that you would have to pay for your deeds I will be nice and give you a choice . . . do you want to be blindfolded? I have a good one here, or do you want to see what is coming? Sally was getting worried and almost beside herself. “Please Sir, please no blindfold. Sir I am sorry, I won’t do it again, please Sir.” “No, Sally I don’t think you will. This visit will be painful.” Mike almost sounded sad about it, like he pitied her, . . .almost. He ...
    brought out a spreader bar with a collar in the middle and iron cuffs on the end, this particular device had the name “Secretary” and it would serve the purpose. “Stand up, Sally and help me get this on you. It will help you not earn more punishment by moving too much during your punishment. I am so thoughtful. Now hold the bar while I put the collar on.” Sally stood stiff as a board wondering what was going to be so bad she would move too much. She listened and did whatever Mike told her kind of in a daze. After he attached the collar, he locked her wrists on the ends of the spreader bar. Sally was scared but let Mike move her around. He led her to the doorway, put her back to the frame leaving her body halfway in the bedroom and halfway in the living room. Then he threaded a rope around one side of her collar around the bar then through a hook she knew he must have put there, then around the bar on the other side of the collar and then she guessed he tied it off. She followed him with his eyes, but he never acknowledged her, he went back to the bed and got another bar with cuffs. He knelt down attached one ankle then gripped it and placed it where he wanted it and attached the other leg. He then looked at her, more critiquing his work than looking AT her. He walked to the bed to an area that had paddles, long leather whips, floggers, canes, and more. Sally’s eyes went wide, she did not even know the names of everything there, but she was pretty sure he was going to use them ...