Owning Her: Beautiful Domestic Discipline

by Susan Sass

  “You know what? I have an idea for you.” He said as he was about to get off of her but stop short to threaten her. “Don’t you dare move.” Darlene laid still as she watched him go to his bag and pull out a ball gag. He straddled her and forced the ball into her mouth and buckled the strap tightly around her head. Sitting back he smiled at her wickedly.

  “There, now the only thing I will hear from you is the muffled sounds of your pain and pleasure.” Her eyes grew wide. Pain and pleasure? She thought to herself.

  “Pleasure? You sick bastard!” But that isn’t what came out, her voice was muffled by the ball in her mouth.

  Steph just laughed. He picked up the knife again and slipped it up the sleeves and tossed the tattered shirt aside, leaving only her bra. Darlene gasped when he quickly sliced upwards through the bra, releasing her breasts from their confines. He cut the straps at her shoulders and ripped the bra out from under her. She watched his face as he reached for her breasts and gave them a rough squeeze. She winced at the pain. He slowly looked from her breasts to her eyes. A look of wonder and awe etched across his face. He slapped each of her breasts and she winced again. He continued to slap her breasts from all directions until tears spilled down her face as she sobbed.

  “That’s it! That’s what I want to see.” He said. He pinched her nipples hard and pulled upward making her cry out behind the gag. He did this several more times watching her face contort in the pain.

  Steph soon tired of this and got off of her, leaving her panting, breasts red and nipples aching from his torture. Darlene sobbed and roll a little to the side when she realized Steph was putting leather cuffs on her ankles. She dared not move as he did this. She watched in amazement as he pulled off his shirt revealing a hard muscular tanned chest. He was handsome, she had to admit that but she was still horrified of him.

  “Turn over and put that ass up in the air.” Steph demanded more forceful than before. Darlene only stared at him. A hard slap across her thigh brought her back to her senses. “Now bitch!” he barked.

  Hurriedly, she did as commanded, with her ass in the air and her legs spread. A grunt of approval came from behind her followed with a hard slap across her ass. She gasped at the sting. She couldn’t see what he was doing which scared her even more than before. Panting in fear, she tried to stay as still as possible and listened for what he was doing. Quickly, Steph grabbed a handful of the shorts and cut them off in one quick move. Within moments the only thing left was the thong underwear.

  “Oh my God, really!” He said from behind her. “A thong?”

  Steph came to her side and yanked her hair, turning her head to face him as he kneeled down off the side of the bed.

  “Do you always wear thongs?” he asked. Darlene shook her head.

  “Then why did you wear one now?” he chuckled.

  “Because JT thought if I dressed sexy you would cum faster.” She said behind the ball gag. She didn’t understand herself even though she knew what she was saying but Steph seemed to understand her.

  “That man is truly stupid.” He said as he let go of her hair and got up. This made she cry even more. “He obviously doesn’t know what he had.” Steph said behind her.

  Steph took out a strict leather flogger from the bag and shook out the falls; then ran them over his hand. He then took the first swing, hitting her on the right ass cheek. Darlene jump! He took another swing hitting the other side. Over and over he swung the flogger, allowing it to kiss the skin of her buttocks, thighs and her back. To his delight, her flesh went from a creamy white to pink…to red. Darlene cried out and squirmed with each hit and she wondered if it would ever end. Her ass was on fire and as the flogging continued, she felt like she was going to lose her mind. Suddenly he stopped and ran his hands over her ass. It was a soothing feeling as his hands glided over the tender flash and she moaned in response. Steph spoke something behind her but she couldn’t hear him over her own heavy breathing.

  Steph then cut away the thong and tossed it aside. A sense of shame suddenly overwhelmed her as she tried to close her legs together and pull away. But where she thought she was going she didn’t know. She was rewarded with a few hard smacks across her already stinging buttocks for her attempt at modesty. Steph slapped her inner thighs until she was back in position. He ran his fingers over her pussy and to his surprise, found it shaved.

  “And you shaved the pussy!” He exclaimed. “Did you do that for me too?”

  Darlene shook her head. Steph ignored her as he found her own body’s betrayal. She was dripping wet, which allowed him to slip his fingers into her cunt. Darlene gasped and moaned. He pulled his fingers out and came around and grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head up. He then smeared her juices all over her face. “You can’t tell me that this doesn’t turn you on.” Steph laughed. He slapped her face as he got back up and went behind her again.

  Darlene’s tears streamed down her face in her shame. It was true; she was, in a way, enjoying it. She couldn’t help herself. The moment he touched her cunt she felt her body respond to him. It shamed and humiliated her that she was in the predicament. With a zip, she heard him undress even further, she feared what he would do next and thought of what he would do with her when he was through? Would he kill her? That thought put her into a frenzy and she sobbed even harder behind the gag. She felt him get back onto the bed. Steph came up behind her and with both hands spread her ass wide open. Then she felt the head of his cock rub against her slit, getting it wet with her pussy juices. Without warning he plunged his large cock deep into her pussy. Darlene cried out behind the gag and tried to squirm away from him. This only allowed him to thrust even deeper, Steph grunted his responses to her reactions, obviously savoring the feel of her hot, tight pussy.

  “Fuck woman! Being with that no-dick-dumbass sure has kept you nice and tight!” He panted as he banged into her repeatedly. Darlene tried to relax under his rough pounding; trying to keep from cumming. She didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he could make her feel the pleasure that she so obviously was feeling. He reached down and grabbed her by her hips and guided her down onto his hard, thick cock as he continued thrusting into her. Stopping herself from cumming proved hard for her, so she tried to think of anything else to get her mind off her building orgasm. Another moan from Steph and all thoughts she had in her head almost dissipated.

  “I know you want to cum…slut,” He said as he pounded her deep and slowly to get his point across to her. “I can feel it in your cunt…it’s getting tighter…just let it out.”

  Darlene tried to ignore him and turned her face into the mattress. The only thing that came from her lips was a low humming, a defense mechanism perhaps, but it didn’t help, as he thrusted deep and hard into her, urging her with each thrust to cum. With a huge explosion, she came. His pounding became faster as her orgasm rolled throughout her body, a feeling she had never in her life had ever felt.

  Her body still rocked with the subsiding orgasm as he pulled out of her, leaving a sense of emptiness in her. Whimpering, she tried to look around her to see what he was doing. She soon found that out, as he grabbed her by the hair again and guided her off the bed and onto her knees. She was face to face with the cock that just gave the biggest pleasure in her life, almost making her forget that she should be terrified and ashamed. Steph quickly unbuckled the gag from her mouth. Before she was able to close her mouth he filled her mouth with his cock. He grabbed her hair on either side of her head and she braced herself for him to choke her again but he didn’t move. She realized slowly that he wasn’t moving; she had her eyes squeezed shut. She could taste herself on his cock and slowly she opened her eyes and looked up at him. Steph stood with his back arched towards her revealing a strong, smooth stomach leading up to his chest and his face, which had a look of a sadistic pleasure. His hands gripped her hair but did not pull, they merely held her in place on his cock, which throbbed in her mouth. She began to taste herself and his saltiness eve
n more.

  “You liked that didn’t you?” Steph asked as an evil grin spread across his full lips. She tried to turn away but he forced her to look back at him. “I’ll take that as a yes. Now you are going to be taught a lesson in sucking cock. God knows you need it. Now relax or this is going to be worse for you.”

  Chapter 3

  Darlene sat on her knees, her hands resting on her thighs. Her jaw had ached when she had the ball gag in her mouth, now it was even worse because she had a huge, stiff cock throbbing in her mouth. If she wasn’t mistaken, the cock was bigger around than the ball! She looked up at him and the evil look on his and new tears streamed down her face.

  “Oh, what?” Steph said. “I haven’t even begun and you’re crying.” Steph pulled out of her mouth but didn’t let go of her hair. Darlene closed her mouth and with her bound hands, massaged her jaw. She tilted her head down, allowing her hair to be pulled in the process since he wasn’t going to move. After working her jaw until it seemed to have a little rest, she looked back up at him. Before Steph could bark his command, Darlene opened her mouth obediently. If there was any surprise that Steph would have shown, it would have been then, but she didn’t see any change on his face. In fact, it was more like he expected her to do this.

  Steph slipped into her mouth and began to giving her commands on what to do. “Breathe through your nose, Darlene…. Curl your tongue around my cock… that’s it… Relax your throat… Don’t be silent; show me that you’re enjoying this! Use your lips… Wrap them around my base.” Darlene did as she was told. Without realizing it she was doing it, willingly. At first Steph directed her head down his shaft and back up again. Soon she picked up the rhythm and she started going on her own. She tongued every ridge along his cock and curled her tongue around him as taught. She worked her lips along his shaft and down around his base. She moaned in her newfound pleasure; something she thought would choke her and keep her from being able to breath. She expected him to shove her head down his cock and hold her there like he had done before but instead, Steph pulled out of her mouth and slid his wet cock across her cheek. Darlene panting, not out of exertion but rather of arousal, opened her mouth and tried to catch him but Steph pulled away. Confused she looked up at him. Steph had only one hand on her and it only rested on top of her head, not really holding on. His chest was heaving as much as his cock twitched and he held it away from her. Steph seemed to be trying to keep a hard, cold look on his face, but something was betraying him.

  Without a word, he walked away from her and went to the bag again. Behind her on the bed she heard several things land on the mattress but didn’t dare turn to look at what they were. “Get up and get on the bed, with your ass in the air.” As Darlene got up, Steph helped her into the place where he wanted her. Oh no, she thought, fearing the beating she got before she began to squirm and whimper.

  “Awe, what’s wrong?” Steph asked sadistically. “Afraid of the flogger? No, can’t do that right now; had too much fun with it before. Nope! I have something else in mind. Now my suggestion would be to relax or otherwise this is really going to hurt!”

  Darlene’s heart began to pound. What was he going to do now? Why won’t he just take her and leave? But then what will happen then if he does? The thought of him killing her after he had his way with her still scared her more than what she was going through now. Her sobbing began anew and she turned her face into the mattress. Steph came up behind her and demanded to hold her head up. Slowly doing as she was told her, Steph reached around and blindfolded her then shoved her head back down. As he did this, his cock pushed up against her clit, making her shiver all over. Then just as quickly as he came up behind her, he was gone. Darlene felt disappointed, a feeling which alone shocked her. This man just raped her! Shouldn’t she be outraged, or frightened, or even feel torn and defeated? If so, then why didn’t she? Her only fear now was the outcome. The fear was getting to her than she could bare.

  “Steph I have to ask you something…” She said knowing that she would more than likely get punished for speaking but she had to do this.

  “What? And if you ask me why I’m doing this again I’m going to stop warning you about what I will do next.” Steph said, sounding slightly annoyed but humored at the same time. For good measure he slapped her hard across her upturned ass making Darlene cry out.

  “No, that’s not it. Are you going to kill me?” She said through her sobs. Steph didn’t answer immediately, instead, he lowered himself to her and lifted the blindfold off of her so she could see him and he sighed.

  “So that’s what all the crying and whining is all about, isn’t it?” Steph said calmly. Darlene nodded her head. Steph ran his hand over his face and sighed again, looking away. “Having five thousand dollars taken from me by a white trash piece of shit is not enough to kill his girlfriend over. The worst thing I would do is send you back to that loser, and I think by now you are already contemplating leaving him.” Steph said to her. Darlene just stared at him, fresh tears streaming down face. “So calm down, I’m not going to kill you. I’m just going to do something far more worse.” He said as he got back up and repositioned the blindfold.

  “Worse? What the hell does that mean?” Without thinking she spoke. Steph just laughed. “It means I will make a sex-addicted slave out of you. No more talking. Is that clear?” He demanded.

  “Yes, Sir.” She said, an answer that took both of them by surprise. But Steph only laughed to himself and said, “Good girl.”

  Relieved that this wasn’t going to end with her dead, she relaxed. Having him try to turn her into a sex addicted slave isn’t going to be a problem. She’d never really needed sex in her life before so why should she worry about it now? Let him try.

  Steph went behind her and ran his fingers over her slit, sending shivers throughout her body again. He circled his fingers around her clit then slid them to her ass and circled around there too. Darlene tensed at the feeling of him touching her other hole. He spread her buttocks wide and spit at her holes and began fingering her some more, pushing in deeper and deeper. It hurt Darlene but she tried to relax as he was softly instructing her. That’s when she realized he was talking to her the whole time, instructing her on what to do and how to do it. His low voice soothing her into doing exactly as he commanded, getting small praises as she accomplished the things he wanted from her. Soon he had one finger completely into her ass and gently pumped it in and out of her.

  The sensation of having his finger in her ass was completely new to her. It hurt but it wasn’t a distracting pain; more like it made her keenly aware of her ass and every other little touch on her body. Why something so simple made her feel this way was new to her. Steph pulled out his finger and began pushing something into her. This caught her off guard and she tensed up again, hurting herself as he pushed in the object. Steph softly commanded her to relax again and she tried settling back down. With a small little push, the object was sucked in and stayed in place. In the back of Darlene’s mind there was the thought of this thing not coming out and what would she do then, but it wasn’t enough of a thought to worry about at the moment. That sensation had returned once the ass plug was in place, filling her in a place she never considered filling before and she moaned in the pleasure she was now feeling.

  Steph lifted her up and made her stand at the side of the bed. He pulled up a chair which, unseen by her, had a new toy set in it. Steph took her by her arms, spun her around and pushed her down into the chair. She gasped when she was suddenly filled with a large dildo that spread her wider than even Steph had.

  “There. Now enjoy being stuffed with a butt plug and a dildo for awhile.” Steph said evilly. “I have a few things I need to do.” Steph then tied her down into the chair. After looking at her for a moment, he laughed wickedly and went back to his bag a fished out a pair of clover clamps and quickly clamped them to her nipples. Darlene shrieked at the pain of the clamps, that bit down on her nipples which were still sore from the treatment they
had received before.

  “You think that’s bad?” Steph asked, his face inches from hers. She could feel his breath on her cheek. “Wait until I do this!” He pulled on the chain that the clamps were attacked too, tightening the clamps, making them bite down even more! Darlene shrieked again and thrashed in her bindings. Steph let the chain drop, allowing it to swing in the space between her breasts and turned to work on the next part of his own fun.

  Quickly he set to work placing straps around the mattress and threading the ropes through the D-rings embedded in them, the whole time cursing through his teeth about the little dweeb that insisted on buying this cheapest of hotel rooms for his girlfriend to blow him. Really, what kind of guy allows his girl to do such a thing? Then he turned and looked at Darlene who sat squirming in the chair, then thought to himself, what kind of girl would allow herself to get in this type of situation. In truth, he was only going to allow her to give him a blow job and leave this nasty shit-hole of a hotel, but after seeing her all dressed up like a cheap slut and the attitude she thrown at him, he knew he had a point to prove. He tried to get JT to just send her to his place but the moron insisted on purchasing this room. At least at home he could have used all his gear in privacy, if the mood struck him, as all his things were already set up for him but instead he had to pack some of his favorite toys of torture and pleasure into the bag which meant he was much more likely to use them. Packing his gear on short notice like this irritated him more than he realized and thus he was taking it out on the girl.