Best Regards
Copyright© 2015 by Hoon
Chapter 21
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 21 - A woman that has attempted to bury her past by immersing herself in a rigid daily routine. Unfortunately that past is discovered by a sadist and her torment begins.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa NonConsensual Blackmail Slavery Heterosexual Fiction BDSM Spanking Rough Humiliation Sadistic Torture White Male White Female Oral Sex Anal Sex Masturbation Spitting Double Penetration Size Public Sex Slow
He allows her to lie that way for half an hour before slapping her ass and commanding, "On all fours, cock whore."
Unable to stop the babbling pleas gush out promising everything that she can think to promise. Then Cheryl begins to cry when he grabs her waist in a powerful grip and yanks.
Once she is properly positioned his voice maliciously directs, "Spread those rosy cheeks for me sweetheart."
As if of their own volition her hands move to obey the psychotic sadist. This time as impossible as it seems the agony is greater! And Cheryl can feel that the bastard is reveling in the unbelievable pain that he is causing! Then thankfully she passes out and when she awakens he is gone.
Her mind provides a possibility, "The coward probably thought that you were dying and ran away!"
When she tries to move hard pain jolts and it is after sundown before she is able to leave. Driving is nearly impossible as she tries to keep her buttocks off the seat and not press the accelerator to the floor. When the pain gets too great she stops and gets out of the vehicle.
Suddenly a frightening thought occurs, "How will you explain this to Ron or a doctor or anybody else?"
Arriving at home after midnight she hobbles inside and very slowly climbs the stairs. After drawing a lukewarm bath she slowly lowers her ravaged body into the tub. Gratefully she finds that the warm water soothes a bit. So the night is spent thinking furiously and draining then filling the tub without getting out of it.
However, when the sun rises while the pain has subsided no viable decisions have been made. While dreading the coming days and weeks ahead there doesn't seem to be any resolution to this problem other than self destruction. It takes three days before she can walk somewhat normally and thankfully the sadist doesn't write.
Then the phone rings and she answers to hear Ron's excited voice, "Hey baby, guess what? Well we worked twelve hour shifts around the clock and satisfied the contract! And the government is giving us a huge bonus so I will be able to pay cash for that car! I will eat dinner with you in three days Cheryl, isn't that great!"
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