***This is a fictional erotic story written by me, about me and from my point of view. You should not be reading this if you’re not of legal age, 18 in America, 21 in some other countries. This is my fantasy, be nice and enjoy. ☺️***
I’m on my last day of food when you Finally return. I have no idea exactly how long it’s been but it feels like weeks. It was realistically days but it gets boring and lonely down here. I’m losing my mind a little I think.
“Miss me, slut?” I look at you as you walk towards me, not responding. You walk past me and put the groceries on the counter in the kitchen. “Come our the groceries away.” I crawl to the kitchen and stand up to reach the counter where the groceries are. I begin putting them away when I feel a sharp pain on my ass. I abruptly turn around and see you looking at me with a smirk on your face “continue. I don’t believe that I told you to stop.” I clench my fists and turn back around, continuing to put groceries away. When I get to about halfway done, it happens again. I turn around again and immediately feel a slap to the face. Tears swell in my eyes and I turn back around knowing that he hit me because he already told me not to stop. He begins to slap my ass more consistently. Doing so after each item is put away. When I finish, he grabs me by the hair and drags me a bench in the middle of the room. “Lay on your stomach.” I do so and the only thing I can fit on it is my chest to my pelvis. He wraps a really long rope around my chest and the table, locking my body in place on the table. He move to my hands and ties them behind my back and hooks the rope to a hook hanging from the ceiling. The table is just tall enough for me to stand and be bent over. He ties a leg to each leg of the table. I’m so uncomfortable, my shoulders already hurt from hanging from the ceiling and my ass is stinging from the spankings earlier. I can sense that he is standing behind me but he’s quiet so I can’t be sure. I feel a sharp pain on my ass again as he continues spanking me. “That’s four, count out loud slut.” I am already crying, my ass feels like it’s bleeding. “Five” I mumble. “Six.” “Sev-, eightnineten.” I screech as he speeds up. He comes back to the front and brings a chair, sitting in front of me. “Such a pretty little face.” He slaps me in the face and sits back staring at me. “I really am enjoying keeping you as my slave. Abusing you and seeing the anger in your eyes is amusing.” He laughs and I start to wiggle trying to jump at him. It’s no use but I’m fucking pissed. “Go ahead and struggle, you’re just going to make me harder.” I look down, not acknowledging that he’s there. “Look at me.” I ignore him, but he grabs my hair and puts it in a ponytail, then ties it to the same rope my hands are hanging from, forcing my head to remain up. “You just don’t seem to understand how this works. There is nothing you can say or do to get out of doing what I tell you to do. You are a human fleshlight and slave doll. Your opinion and thoughts mean nothing and when you decide to ignore me, it’s just going to be worse for you.”
He pulls out his cock and puts it up to my face. I look at him and he gives me a look back reminding me that it’s going to happen no matter what. I keep looking at him as I open my mouth. He starts to fuck my mouth and spits on my face. I have no ability to control my saliva so as he continues to force my mouth open by fucking my mouth, drool is falling out of my mouth and down my face, onto the floor. He cums down my throat, forcing me to swallow before he pulls out.
He sits back down on the chair, breathing heavy and sweating slightly. Drool is all over me and the floor below me, but he doesn’t wipe it off or untie me so I can wipe it off myself. He lights a cigar “open your mouth and stick out your tongue.” I know this bit from last time so I open wide and stick my tongue out as far as I can. He begins talking in between smoking about tonight’s plans. He informs me that his neighbor has been very interested in seeing me. I had no idea he would tell anyone but he did. He puts out his cigar and pisses on my tongue, washing down the ash on my tongue and then just pissing all over my face and hair. He unties me “clean up this entire place, as well as yourself before this evening. My friend wouldn’t appreciate the mess you’ve made.” He walks away leaving as I barely start to lift myself off the table. I feel so weak and sore, I don’t want to deal with anyone tonight but I don’t think I’ll get a choice.
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