Chapter 4

I was exhausted after fucking Melanie’s sweet face, I was sweaty and my heart was pounding. If I was like this, I couldn’t imagine how Melanie would’ve felt still hogtied on her bed with cum on her face and tits, and gagged with a ball gag and clear tape. I decided I really needed to use the toilet so when I came out of the bathroom, I could see she was utterly shattered, breathing heavily out of her nose. I put my underwear on and put on some shorts, almost deliberately doing it slowly right in front of her to further prolong her suffering. I thought I probably wasn’t going to get another chance to see my little fucktoy like this again so I took some photos of her, the cum has already started to dry on her but I made sure to get plenty of close ups on her cum on my tits. Finally though I put my phone down and started undoing the rope that had her in hogtied position from her ankles so the rope was still attached to her wrists. Using some scissors I cut the tape that was around her ankles, I had meant to give her a warning but Melanie had lost so much flight, she was just my bondage puppet now. I lifted her up so she was sitting on the bed, and picked up the rope so it looped through her legs, then standing up I used the rope to force her to stand off the bed with no assistance.

Her legs were shaking, she’d been bound in such a way the her legs had lost the energy to lift herself up, but I didn’t care I continued to pull the rope up into her crotch, “c’mon you little slut, get yourself up!” She was squealing in protest feeling the rope rub up against her sensitive pussy, she was looking at me begging me to help her but I wasn’t going to help her, I was having too much fun watch her struggle, although I didn’t show it. Instead I narrowed my eyes threateningly at her and said menacingly, “if you don’t get yourself up in 5 seconds I’m going to use this rope to yank you up.” That seemed to give her the proper motivation, she rocked back onto the bed to give more momentum, meaning the rope got buried deeper in her snatch, but that managed to get her up enough onto her feet to maintain balance. But only just, her legs were as wobbly as a baby giraffe. I smiled behind my bandana and turned my back to her, and with the rope draped over me shoulder to create a sharp angle on the rope I lead her around the room like an owner leads their pet. She was my little fuckpet.

After a good few minutes of leading her around her apartment I finally took her to the bathroom. On our way to the bathroom I grabbed two pairs of handcuffs from my bag and after I dropped the rope (hearing her relief at that) placed one pair around her ankles. Then I cut away the tape off her hands and allowed her to drop them down to her sides, clearly she realised I was in full control of her as she didn’t fight me in any way. I shackled her two wrists together around a pipe, and started to fill the bath with lukewarm, she just watched me, clearly wondering what sick pleasure I had in my mind next. Truth was I felt she probably needed a wash after everything I’d just put her through, once the bath was filled half way I unlocked her wrist shackles from the pipe and reconnected them once free, it was only then I remembered I’d left that condom I’d fingered her with in her ass. I stood her up, turned her around, pulled out the condom still protruding (which she gave a little moan at) and gave her left ass cheek a slap for good measure. I stood up and picked her up and gently put my fucktoy in the bath. “Wash yourself, slut. I’ve put you through a lot. I know know you want me to say that this is the end of our evening, but that’s not happening. This thing...” I hold up the condom “is not the only thing going in your ass tonight.” I said that with an evil look in my eye that made her shudder.

But still she took the opportunity I’d given her, it was no surprise to me that the first thing she did was wash her face and tits of my cum. I could tell it had really disgusted her the way I’d marked her as my property by cumming on her, she looked me and made a sound while gesturing her fingers to her mouth, she was asking if I could take the gag off her. “Hmmmm you want the gag off do you?” she gently nodded, “I tell you what, finger yourself, and moan like a whore. Then when I’m satisfied, I’ll take your gag off.” She appeared to think about it but she really seemed to want the gag off, she hesitated but ran her fingers down towards her pussy. Slowly she began to rub it up and down, she moaned into her gag just as I asked her but she was clearly faking it, she was still only rubbing herself gently though, “I told you to finger yourself bitch, get a finger in there now or I’ll give you a shampoo bottle instead!” That change of tone seemed to shake her and sure enough she poked one of her ringer fingers into her pussy, “that’s it baby, finger fuck yourself for me. Moan for me.” Seeing her do it gave me another idea, I grabbed her my phone and began recording her, starting at her face with her moaning and staring at the camera and moving down her body to show her fingering herself. That was definitely going on the darkweb!