There is always 2 sides to each story.. There are views to everything. People find things they don't understand, Abnormal.. But what is normal really? People see sex and love as only one thing. You love, And that love transforms itself into sex. But to allot of other people, They think they have to have this "Normal" Relationship, when there true desires are something more. A girl for instance, A girl with flowing long brown hair. You could see from the way she acted, The way she smelled and the way she looked that she was an average innocent girl. But behind her face lied a girl who's desires were farther out then anyone would think normal. She couldn't live a normal life. Sure she lived one in public who would believe she couldn't live a normal life? She looked like a regular girl. She goes to college, She has boys drooling over her. But behind closed doors she couldn't control her life. It was to much to bare. She always had things given to her. She never worked for what she needed or wanted. She just got it. Now she's on her own and she can't do anything.. A desire she had in her heart for a long time but suppressed it has washed up on shore again. She wants to be controlled, She wants to be humiliated and abused. She finds it strange that she thinks this way, But she can't help it. She dated other guys in the past, But always ended them a year later.. She couldn't grasp that normal relationship, She needed more but she didn't know what that more could be. But all stories must start from the beginning and the beginning is where we start.
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Sara was just a ordinary girl on the outside. She was a just turned 19 year old and a freshmen in college. She had beautiful brown long flowing hair. She was skinny but she had curves that formed on her body like a butterfly on a flower. Her eyes were a hazel color and she always smelled like strawberries. Sara had friends, She went to parties, Had a good time and lived a normal life. But behind doors she couldn't do much of anything. She had brains and she was an honor student, But she just couldn't take hold of that normal life. She couldn't hold down a job, Or a boyfriend for that matter. Being spoiled had it's perks but it's faults. She couldn't cook so she had to buy microwave meals which were getting more expensive each day. Having to call her parents up every few months asking for money didn't make her proud of herself or happy. One day on a Tuesday night Sara was out shopping for food. Picking up Ramon noodles and exiting the store, her scarf fell off and was blowing away as the cold winter snow carried it throughout the Solid concrete grounds of the campus shops. She tried running for it when a tall man approached her handing her the scarf.
"I believe you dropped this?"
"I did thanks"
Sara said and looked up at the tall man gazing into his eyes. The midnight blue eyes glistening right into hers and staring at the lights of the shops. His face shined like an angel's as the moonlight mixed with the campus lights and his hair black as the winter coal.
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Sara wrapped the scarf around her neck tighter this time making sure it wouldn't blow away. Walking home all she could think about was who that guy was. She never seen him around school, well her part of school. Sara was in a few classes but literature was her major. Taking two other classes cooking and psychology. Sara gets to her dorm room to start writing an essay for literature class. Her writing skills were beyond amazing, She told her stories with a Firey passion. Her heart and soul entwined into her work. She wrote the 500 word essay in a short 3 hours changing into her Pajamas and going to sleep. As she was sleeping, she awoke to find the man standing before her bed. She looks down at herself in a red silk dress. He picks her up out of her bed, Her eyes filled with surprise and shock as he spun her around letting her hair blow in the created breeze. The scenery changed and she was in a basement. She noticed that there was chains, tables with built in handcuffs and more. She was scared for her dear life. She didn't know what was going on what was happening. She felt scared, But excited all at the same time. She couldn't understand why she felt that way only she did. The tall man started to smirk which only made Sara more scared and more excited.
"What are you doing to me?"
Sara asked frightened. The man put his finger on her lips and said
"Shh. Just relax"
He laid her upon the table binding her hands and feet.
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For a whole ten minutes Sara was staring at the vibrator scared it would move again. She picks the vibrator up and turns it on feeling it again. Her eyes light up and she feels it on her neck, Moving it down to her breasts where she takes her shirt off letting the vibrator vibrate on her nipples before moving it down even more. She puts the vibrator down her pants and feels her body shiver in pleasure. She took her pants and undies off letting the vibrator lay on her clit. Her hands going down to her breasts and squeezing them. For a girl who knew nothing about self sexual pleasure, She had a strong sex drive. She brings her hand down to her pussy putting a finger inside, fingering herself while the vibrator vibrates her clit and her other hand tweaking her nipples into a climax. Sara gets up and puts her clothes back on stuffing the vibrator into the box and grabbing a roman. She gets a knock on her door after eating and throws the empty cup of roman away to open the door to a group of her friends in outfits meant for clubbing. They ask her to hang out with them and she smiles and nods telling them that she just has to get ready. Sara closes the door and puts a black strapless mini dress with tiny sequins. She gets out of her dorm room and locks it going with her friends to the club. When they get there they pay the bouncer and go strait to the bar, Since sara was 19 she was under the age of drinking but the bartender looks at her and smiles telling her that this was on the house but not to tell anyone.
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For a whole ten minutes Sara was staring at the vibrator scared it would move again. She picks the vibrator up and turns it on feeling it again. Her eyes light up and she feels it on her neck, Moving it down to her breasts where she takes her shirt off letting the vibrator vibrate on her nipples before moving it down even more. She puts the vibrator down her pants and feels her body shiver in pleasure. She took her pants and undies off letting the vibrator lay on her clit. Her hands going down to her breasts and squeezing them. For a girl who knew nothing about self sexual pleasure, She had a strong sex drive. She brings her hand down to her pussy putting a finger inside, fingering herself while the vibrator vibrates her clit and her other hand tweaking her nipples into a climax. Sara gets up and puts her clothes back on stuffing the vibrator into the box and grabbing a roman. She gets a knock on her door after eating and throws the empty cup of roman away to open the door to a group of her friends in outfits meant for clubbing. They ask her to hang out with them and she smiles and nods telling them that she just has to get ready. Sara closes the door and puts a black strapless mini dress with tiny sequins. She gets out of her dorm room and locks it going with her friends to the club. When they get there they pay the bouncer and go strait to the bar, Since Sara was 19 she was under the age of drinking but the bartender looks at her and smiles telling her that this was on the house but not to tell anyone.
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Sara takes a look at the drink and she smiles softly up at the bartender. She begins drinking it and notices what she thought was the drink getting to her mind. A man, Tall with black hair. "I'm dreaming. There is no way he's really there... Sitting at that table only 30 feet away from me" Sara thought to herself as she bit her finger scared but excited to see him, Or atleast think she is thinking she is really looking at him. Sara is swooped away by her friends to the dance floor. She smiles and laughs still curious to the man she just seen. She starts to dance with them looking over her shoulder and at the table where the man had been sitting but noticed that he was no longer there. The drink half drank and a napkin wet with the water from the cold ice melting she wondered where he went. "Did he leave because he noticed me staring at him?" Sara thought to herself curious to know where the man had gone. She tossed her head back and moved to the beat of the music. Her brain turning to mush and all she can think of is him. His mouth on her neck, The warmness of his bare chest planted against her back. His warm pink lips moving down her neck to her shoulder. She could feel hands on her waist and her ass grinding against a man's groins. She wrapped her arms around the man's neck swaying left and right as the music started to slow down and turn to another song. She went to sit down when the bartender came over with another drink.
"You got ordered a drink from a Xavier over by the bar"
"Thanks..." Sara was confused on why he would buy her a drink. She guzzled it down and went over to him putting her hand on her hip.
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Sara looks over at this Xavier and perks a brow.
"Hi." Xavier smirks and nods a hello. "Are you to mentally retarded to speak? Or are you just wanting to be a pain in my ass?" Xavier perks his brow and chuckles.
"Nice to see you too. Did you enjoy the present?"
"That was you who bought THAT?!"
"Yes darling, It wasn't the Easter bunny" Sara rolled her eyes and made a sarcastic laugh. "Very funny. Do you want something? Or do you just want to just get me drunk?"
"I don't like drunk girls, They annoy the shit out of me." Xavier gets up and puts his lip to her ear "I prefer my girls to be sober when I fuck the living shit out of them" He whispered and walked away smirking. Sara made a aggravated groan and gets her bag going home. She walks out of the club and is taken into someone's hands. A cloth over her mouth. But before she knew it, She fell into the dark abyss of slumber. A familiar voice woke her up from her forced sleep. She was awake, but she couldn't see anything. It was pitch black. She tried to feel her face when she found herself restrained. Her first thought was that she was blindfolded. And more likely to be raped. A draft on her body, she could feel that she was naked. Was this a dream? Would I wake up? She thought and felt the cane whack against her thigh. A scream flew out of her mouth as she tugged upon the restraints to get out.
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Xavier continued to hit her with the hard, cold cane, her screams echoing the room and her body shaking on the metal table that she was laid upon. He stops for a moment and whispered into her ear "See what happens when you mouth off?" He hits her again but on her chest slightly lighter then on her thigh. "If you are a good girl, This wont happen to you" He whispered into her ear. He puts the cane back in the cabinet with all the other tools of pain. Sara could feel something on her neck, Tight enough to feel, Loose enough not to choke. He puts a dog leash on the end of it and takes the restraints off her.
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I try to fun but only to be pulled back. I was restrained even when I wasn't. If I kept running I would choke. My hands went up to my neck feeling a collar and leash my heart speeding rapidly I try and take the collar off. But that obviously didn't do anything. I was scared, I read about campus girls going missing. Never did I thought that I may be one of them. I am guided blindly up stairs. Was I in a basement? I thought to myself as my feet feel wood instead of cold cement. I feel my body fall and land on a bed, My hands being locked up again and my ankles as well. Before I knew it a painful pinch, Like a needle entered my hip. Even if I wasn't able to see, I could feel my head dizzy. And my eyes drifting far back into my head.
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I see her fast asleep, Blindfolded and red all over with sweat down her body. I smirk and walk out. Such a beauty this girl is. She may be one of the slaves that I don't end up killing. If she can keep her hands and feet or anything else to herself.
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I wake up from a aggressive but light tap on my shoulder. I fear my nightmare wasn't really a nightmare. That it was reality. When I open my eyes to find the blindfold still on my eyes, I start to cry.
"Why? Why me? What did I ever do to you to have this upon me? Why must I be kept in the dark?"
"Do you want another punishment?" Xavier asked me. I was in no position to say anything. But out of anger and sadness I couldn't help saying what I was about to say
"GO TO HELL!!" With that he slaps me so hard that there could have been a hand print on my cheek. Of course how was I to know? All I could sense was the burning, throbbing feel of my cheek. Wanting to rub it I couldn't as I was restrained. "Will you behave now?" All I could do is bite my lip hard not daring to say another word. At least not now "Alright then" He said and walked out of the room shutting and locking the door leaving my blind fold on. I couldn't stand one more minute not being able to see. But I made my bed by telling him to go to hell. So now I have to sleep in it.
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I fell asleep again, Dreaming of my past.
"MOM! I don't want to pick December up! She is so annoying always talking about her annoying little friends!"
"I'm sorry dove.. But you need to.. I have to wait here for the divorce papers"
"Always going on. Maybe its your fault he left!" I stormed out in tears. I seen rain fall from the sky and pouring really hard. I was soaked in less then 2 minutes. I ran. Not knowing where to run. But I ran. I heard a scream, It sounded like my sister from the bus stop a few blocks away. I tried to run, But it seemed the faster I ran, The farther away December got. I remember finally catching up.. And looking at her dead body lying on the concrete ground as the rain was washing her blood away. Raped and murdered. That's how I remembered my sister's face. A small piece of memory she was. I woke up in a sweat. Drenched in my sweat to be exact.
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"What a foolish stupid girl. Telling me to go to hell. Does she not know who she is dealing with?" Xavier said opening a bottle of beer and guzzling it down. Time went by and morning rose. He took a bowl of oatmeal and a chair taking it to the bedroom.
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Sara noticed the door open. She cocked her head up trying to rely on her hearing to keep her safe. She heard footsteps to her bed. And then something plop on the floor. A chair maybe? Something. "Sit up" I heard a voice. It was his voice. I couldn't help it. I had to sit up. I felt something on my lips forcing me to part my lips. It went warm, Was he feeding me something? I open my mouth and I taste oatmeal. I tasted flavored, Something good. I stayed still for a while, while he fed me. For an odd reason, He was stroking my hair as I ate. But that stroke turned to gripping and his fist was full of my hair. He whispered softly to my ear "You tell me to go to hell again, And you will get a severe punishment" I swallowed hard as if I had taken a huge pill. Surprisingly I finished the oatmeal. I felt him pick me up. He was walking me to somewhere. I heard water turn on and my stomach turned. He was going to.. He was going to see... Me.. My naked body.. I felt him undress me and I winced "What wrong huh? You have a nice little body. There is no reason to be scared or nervous." I felt his hand on my underwear and they were drawn down. He picked me up and tossed me into the bath. I felt nice and warm. I felt a rag on my skin. Was he, Washing me? The rag went over my shoulder and on my back crossing over to my other shoulder and starting to wash my breasts. "Don't, Touch, Me!" I said. He slapped my face two hard times telling me to shut up as he slid the rag down to my pussy. I was scared and confused. What had happened to me? I was liking being violated. His touch was just giving me electric shocks all over. He laughed. "So are you liking this?" I shake my head trying to convince myself that I wasn't liking it. But he gave me a terrible but honest truth. "Really? Because your hips are saying another thing." His voice was so rough and insensitive. What felt like an eternity was only ten minutes.
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I was walked to the bed and I was dried by him with a towel. I was still blindefolded through all of this, and you think that I would be dressed in something right? Wrong.. All he did was cuff me to the bed and leave me there. My hair dripping on the pillow and the hot tears on my eyelids. I wanted out so bad, I wanted to see. Of course he would never take off this blindefold, Nor would he let me free... I was done crying. Done being miss fragile. He wants a slave? I'll give him one! I banged my body continually on the head bored until he opened that door.
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Xavier was out getting food and drink, I came back to loud banging coming from the room where my captive lived. My slave. I put the bags of food on the counter and scurried over to the room taking my key and opening the door to find her banging the head bored like an animal. "What are you doing slave?" I ask and chuckle softly sitting down at the edge of the bed and caressing her soft smooth leg. I could feel her body shiver and tense up as I caressed her. Almost like a bunny. I smirked softly and whispered in her ear. "You were banging, I assume you were banging for me. You have me now, What do you want?" A small fragile whimper came from her mouth. And then she spoke. "I want.. To see..." I smirk and kiss her forehead. A tense hiss as my lips touched her forehead. And a small sigh when I sat up again. I whispered back into her ear "Soon" And I got up humming away closing the door and locking it on the outside.
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Sara laid her head on the pillow again. Soon for what? Soon for the blindfold to come off? Or soon for something better or worse? I couldn't stop thinking of his voice.. His touch.. And his lips so close to mine. I was going crazy. He made me confused with every move he did and word he said. I remember sinking into a sleep from my thoughts. I felt my body being moved. Carried. I didn't bother to wake up either. I woke up, My eyes blurry, And stinging. Then I realized that I could see. And that the sun was up. It hurt to even see the light. But at the same time, I loved it. I continued to stare out the window for a long time before getting up. I wasn't tied anymore. And I could just look out the window. I could tell that it was just a window. There was no exit way.. I was still locked.. Even free from the darkness and binds, I was still tied up. But, I feel relived a bit. I didn't have to study anymore, I didn't have to worry about anything. Other then worrying about surviving this. I heard the door unlock and I noticed the tall, black haired man standing by the door. I ran up to him and he pushed me away. I fell on the floor and he stomped his foot on my face. "What did I do to deserve this?" "Shut the hell up!" He was terrifying. I was screaming and crying begging him to stop. He finally stopped. I was beaten until I was black and blue. He picked me up and carried me to the bed where he laid me down and went out of the room.
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Xavier came back and started to pour antibiotic on my cuts and put ice on my face. He hurt me but fixes my aches. I couldn't help but to cry. I was to confused to do anything other then cry. I asked again. "Why did you hurt me?" And his response was "You didn't say hello. Running up to me could mean hurting me." I couldn't help but think he was right. So I looked at him almost bitter and told him I was sorry. I hate saying I'm sorry. He petted my head and smiled softly caressing my hair. I started to tense scared he was going to hurt me again. All he did was whisper "It's okay bunny" Bunny.. Why did he call me bunny? I was far from a fucking bunny. He laughed and asked if I was hungry. I nodded eagerly and to my surprise he took my hand and guided me out of the room and to the dining room where there were two plates with food on it. I beamed at it and ran to the table when he pulled me back by my hair and looked at me in the eyes. "Did you ask if you could go over to the table?" I shake my head and he raises his eyebrow. "What did you say?" "I said no!" He looked at me once and slapped my face. "You don't raise your voice at your master!" He said and pushed me into the chair cuffing my wrist to the table and telling me that I could eat now. Oddly enough my hunger left me but I continued to eat anyways.
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I surprisingly finished my food and he patted my head telling me how I am such a good girl. He un-cuffed my wrist from the table taking me back into the dark room. "This nightmare is far from over slave. You need to learn obedience Something that if you don't learn will get you killed" He said in a harsh tone. He tied my wrists together wrapping the rope around a hook on the ceiling leaving me on my toes. He brought out a violet wand bringing it to my arm just enough for it to shock me. I gasped and he slapped my face putting a ball gag in my mouth and telling me to accept every punishment quietly. Tears of pain running down my cheekbones as he pulled out a whip and started to hit me. Every place and every old wound. I started to tense as he pulled my clothes down slowly, torturing me in every way he could. He left the room and came back with something. "You wouldn't!” I say or try to say in the muffled gagged tone that only came out as groans. *** I smirk and look at her terrified eyes. “Do you want to know what this is love?” I walk up to her and whisper into her ear. “enema” It was lovely how her eyes sparked and she started to get off the hook in the cieling almost like a wild animal. Her muffled cries and screams like an angels. I put my hand to her face and caress it. “It’s also great for cleaning you out. Something that I may have you do every week” He said before injecting the enema into her.
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I couldn't believe that he did that.. He gave that to me.. I can't.. Hold it any longer.. I tell him I need to leave.. He takes the rope off me and I run slamming the bathroom door. The next few weeks were the same. Punishment, and then cuddly friendship. I had learned I wouldn't be able to get away from him. So I just fell into him. He told me to put the white tattered dress which was the only thing I was allowed to wear, on. I didn't ask why. I put the white matching sandles on and he cuffs me to him. "Lets go. And while we're out you remain holding my hand. Got it slave?" I nod my head and he takes me out of the house un-cuffing me and getting into the car. Locking the car so I wouldn't escape. We arrive at a mall. "I'm sick of washing your damn dress every day. So we're buying new clothes" My eyes light up and I smile. Holding his hand tightly as I enter a clothing store. I see a lovely light pink dress and he tells me to go try it on. I come out with the dress on and I twirl happily. I love wearing dresses. Ones like these are the best because they flutter when you twirl. A long day ends and there were 5 bags of clothes in the back of the car. Taking me out to dinner would be a understatement. He took me to something fit for literally a prince. The food was shipped from Paris and you needed a reservation to even get in. But somehow the owner knew him.. So we're in the VIP section where he tells the waiter to give me the usual. I look at him confused on what the usual may be. The waiter comes back with bread, butter and wine. Xavier says thank you and glares at me before I stutter a thank you.
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The food finally arrives. I'm to famished to even ask what it was. I picked up the fork eagerly and Xavier glared at me and spoke in a harsh but quiet tone. "You are a lady not a dog. Sit up strait, Take the fork and poke the meat bringing it to your mouth slowly and chew it slowly. Do you understand that slave?" I nod frighteningly to know what he would do if I didn't. I was full when he started to pour the wine. I told him no thanks but he glared at me once again and I smiled. "The wine looks nice.." I said softly. His nod was a cold nod that gave goosebumps down my skin. After the meal that was to good to be true he took me home and told me to get undressed. I listened to him as if I didn't I would be punished. He began to caress my body softly smiling at me. "You have such a lovely and soft skinned body" He said in almost a slurred tone. I think he actually may be drunk! Before long he gripped my arm tightly and told me to lie down on the bed. I nodded scared and crawled up onto his black silk sheets lying there scared on what he had planned. "Spread your legs slave!" He said his voice went cold and demanding, but I was liking that. I bit my lip and nodded spreading my legs keeping my hand in between my legs because of the embarrassment He walked over to me and took my hands away caressing the pubic bone my breathing increasing and nervousness surrounding my body. "I like the job I did. Nice and smooth" He said making me blush red before he lowered his hand farther down cupping my pussy.
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His fingers moving at the folds of my lips, he started to part them slowly caressing my clit. I gasp escaped my mouth along with a small whimper before he chuckled and let go moving down to the edge of the bed and climbing in between where my legs were before parting my lips again starting to lick slowly up and down the folds of my pussy leaving me to moan softly before he got back up starting to rub his already rock hard cock. "I.. Don't!" I said scared trying to move away. He kept me still telling me to relax or it would hurt. He started to move himself in me the head in as I close my eyes tight. With one quick thrust he was in me. My eyes buldged and my hands gripping tightly on the fabric of the sheets I wrap my arms around him tightly as he started to fuck me. My mind swirling in all directions I looked into his sweat beating eyes before kissing him deep. He kept thrusting into me for a while before he shot his load on my stomach before rolling off of me and holding me tight. My eyes drifting shut and falling asleep.
End of chapter 2
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