Untying the Knot: Ally's Story
Copyright© 2026 by FyreFoss88
Chapter 19: Violated
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 19: Violated - A promiscuous young woman is committed to a controversial sex addiction clinic where she must contend with both the staff and patients (or should that be ‘inmates’?). Untying the Knot is an examination of erotica, submission, and the terrible things people do to each other when seeking meaning in their lives and in their actions; both at a personal and institutional level.
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Mult Blackmail Coercion Consensual NonConsensual Reluctant Slavery Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Cheating Cuckold Sharing BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Humiliation Light Bond Rough Sadistic Spanking Torture Gang Bang Group Sex Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration Enema Exhibitionism Fisting Flatulence Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Sex Toys Spitting Squirting Voyeurism Water Sports Public Sex Cat-Fighting Revenge Violence
Wake up, she said.
I opened my eyes and her face was right in front of me. Initially, I didn’t realize where I was. I had forgotten that I was in her bunk.
I got up and went to the toilet. Trix watched me as I pissed into the bowl. She beckoned me back over and insisted I went back onto the inside of the bunk.
Yesterday was lovely and all, she said, but for maintaining the, how should I say, dynamic of this relationship, you need to put back into your sub space.
I nodded, understanding.
I figured she was going to beat me or torment my tits, but she had me roll over and face the wall. She smacked my ass a few times, and then I heard something unscrewing. Something cool and wet was being massaged into my asshole.
What-
Shhh, she said, I did not tell you to speak.
Her fingers teased my hole and I wriggled away.
Are you disobeying me? She snapped.
No, Trix, I said, it’s just ... we’re due our showers. I’m not the freshest there.
She scoffed.
Don’t be so fucking absurd, she said, I know what this hole is used for. I have one of my own, y’know?
I nodded. She hooked her fingers into the back of the dog collar and yanked my head back.
Do you need to take a shit? She asked me.
No, Trix, I coughed, struggling against the collar now tight to my neck.
Then shut the fuck up, she demanded, letting go of the collar.
I let my forehead rest against the cool of the wall as she violated me with her finger. There was nothing loving about it, her lubed up index was in me up the knuckle, and she drove it in and out at a steady pace. There was a slight burn on entry, but my hole accommodated her digit easily.
Who do you belong to? She asked as she slid in and out.
You, Trix, I said.
Who does your mind belong to?
You, Trix, I said.
She pulled out her finger.
Who does your body belong to?
You, Trix, I said.
She slid two fingers in me now and I groaned through both discomfort and pleasure. She slapped my ass and I yelped.
What do you say when I make you feel good?
Thank you, Trix, I groaned into the wall, thank you for making me feel good.
She slapped my ass again.
You like being fucked in the ass, don’t you?
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