"Please. Let me go." She said through her tears. "Oh...Oh...Oh..." I was still pumping in and out of her. I put my hands on her shoulders and pulled her back hard again and again onto my cock, "Oh my God," she moaned. "Please. Stop!" She shouted and then started to sob again. I did stop, withdrawing my penis from her.
"Turn around," I ordered. I watched her obey and felt a thrill of pleasure. She looked at me and looked away. She looked both disgusted and ashamed. "Tell me why you are here," I asked. When she hesitated I slapped her face, hard. "Tell me."
"I just needed something to sell." She started to cover her pussy with her hands.
"Stop that. Don't do a thing unless I tell you." She froze. "Go on."
"My mother is an invalid and my kid brother has leukemia. We have no money. I can't get a job 'cos I was busted for drugs when I was a teenager. If we don't pay this month's rent we're on the street. It's nothing personal, I just choose this house because it looked rich."
I noticed a black bag she had dropped in the corner and picked it up. Inside was a selection of tools and a mobile phone. "How many jobs have you pulled?"
"Only two others," she replied.
I turned on the phone and looked at her saved numbers. "Ah, here's mummy's number. Shall we give her a call and tell her what we've been doing?"
"Please no," she begged.
"You probably didn't realise I have concealed video in every room for security. I could send mummy a tape of what we did." I lied. She looked shocked. She did not pick up that I did'nt have her address and I was'nt going to point it out. "Now take off all your clothes."
"Please, please listen to me I'm so sorry. Please let me go. I'll do anything but please don't make me do any other dirty things. I have a boyfriend.... we are going to get married. I was a virgin until tonight. I won't tell anyone. Please just give me the phone and I'll go." She was crying again.
I pressed my nose to hers and seized her by the hair lifting her up. With my free hand I ripped her top off and then forced her to her knees by pulling her hair backwards until her knees folded. "You didn't listen bitch. I said take off your clothes. You are going to learn to do as I say. Open your mouth." I pulled her face towards my cock. She struggled and pulled her head to the side gritting her teeth and pushing me back with her hands.
"Get the fuck off me you sicko," she said. I punched her in the face. She gasped shocked and slumped to the floor. After a moment as she recovered I punched her again. Then before she could recover I dragged her screaming and kicking into my bedroom. She put up a good fight clawing at my eyes, kicking and biting. By the time I forced her face down on the bed I was fucking angry. I locked her wrists behind her back with a pair of handcuffs I kept in my beside cabinet.
She started screaming at the top of her voice, "Help. Help. Please someone help me." Then quieter she cursed me, "You bastard. Let me go. I'll see you get put in prison and never let out. Let me go you fucking PERVERT!" she yelled.
"No one can hear you here," I said. I took a cane from my bedroom cupboard and flexed it in front of her face.
"No please," she had a look of fear on her face.
"Yes, please," I laughed and brought it down with a satisfying smack on her arse. She yelled. Again I beat her.
She yelled again," Stop. Fucking stop," but I did not. I carried on beating her lovely arse firmly holding her down over the edge of the bed when she tried to escape. After a dozen strokes I stopped. She was sobbing exhausted, her face streaked with tears.
"What's your name bitch?" I asked.
"Lucinda," she answered quickly as I started to pull her head up by her hair.
"Not anymore it's not. It's Fuckpuppet now. Say it. Tell me your name." She looked like she would say it but then spat at me. I pushed her down and laid into her with the cane.
After two strokes she shouted, "Fuckpuppet, my names Fuckpuppet, please," but I gave her another four strokes. She seemd to be beyond yelling. "Ah.....Ahh.....Ah......Ahh!" was all she could manage after each one.
When I had finished I let her lie still for a few minutes. I needed to get my breath back. Then I bound her hands together in font of her and then her ankles together and lifted her onto the floor. She watched me nervously but said nothing.
Out of my cupboard brought a tube of lubricant. I made her kneel with her back to me. I held her blonde hair tight with one hand and with the other started to rub lubricant around her tight puckered anus. "Oh God no," she said in a low voice,"I'll suck your cock. You can fuck me. Please don't." Her face was screwed up with worry and anticipation of the pain.
"Okay," I said, "Suck me then," I stood in front of her so she had to awkwardly walk on her knees before she took my cock in her mouth. Just as she opened her mouth I said, "thank me then."
She looked at me hatefully but said "Thank you," nice and clearly.
"You must say ""Fuckpuppet wants to thank her master for letting her suck his cock,""".
She looked angry and as if she might refuse but then gave in, "Fuckpuppet wants to thank her master for letting her suck his cock."
"Now do it whore," I pushed my cock inside her mouth and she started to suck me. It felt very good, "Harder, move your mouth backwards and forwards as you suck." She did as she was told. I got harder in her mouth. I could feel my orgasm building. " I am going to come in your mouth. You are to keep sucking and swallow my cum. Do you understand, Fuckpuppet?" She managed to nod as she sucked and slurpped on my thick prick. "If you don't I shall fuck your arse, understand?"
She must have decided to take no chances. Momentarilly she stopped sucking me to say, "Fuckpuppet, is going to swallow for you Master." As she took my prick back between her lips I forced it in to the back of her mouth. She sucked me hard and with two or three shoves I was cuming and to my delight she swallowed and sucked me as I came. I could almost imagine she was enjoying it.
I sat down on the bed and watched her. She held my gaze but said nothing. "Thank you Fuckpuppet. I enjoyed that. But you know what? now I am going to fuck your arse and I'm going to video it. I don't make deals with you. I am your Master."
As I set up my recording equipement she lay on the floor alternately cursing me, screaming for help and begging me let her go. I was having such a great time and the night was still young.
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