For once something was going to work out for him. He had actually been lucky when his brother had been killed and left him that old farmhouse. It was out in the middle of nowhere with a big ole barn and that stupid tornado shelter. Now, though, he didn’t think the tornado shelter was so stupid. It would be perfect for what he needed. He knew he’d have to take his time and do everything right or he’d screw something up.

He carefully cleaned out the old shelter, bought some paint and fixed up it so it actually looked fairly decent. He cleaned out the drains and made sure the water lines still worked. Why would anyone put water lines in a tornado shelter? he wondered. He knew his brother had been strange but that was just out right weird. Oh, well, he thought, at least it makes things easier for me now. He managed to splice into the electricity from the main house and wire the shelter as well. It wasn’t anything fancy and not much, just a bare bulb overhead and one outlet for a fan in the summer and a heater in the winter, a second outlet for a mini-fridge and a microwave. By the time he was finished he had a nice little one room house set up.

He scrounged around the house and came up with an old couch which he hauled down to the shelter. He went to the local Goodwill store and found a small dining table with two chairs for a reasonable price. He also saw a lovely brass bed with a big ole headboard that had those big rails running up and down all along the length of the headboard. He just stood and stared at it for the longest time. He had dreamed of a bed like that. What idiot would get rid of something like that? he wondered. He finally approached it, somewhat reverently, and carefully examined it. When he could find nothing wrong with it and it seemed sturdy, he purchased it too. He took the bed home first then came back and loaded the table and chairs into his truck.

He had the whole place set up now. He went grocery shopping – at the Super Wal-Mart of course. He stopped by the music department to see Cassie. She was as beautiful as ever and just as friendly. She helped him pick out a new boombox and several CDs. Then off he went to the new lovenest he was preparing for her. When he went to set up the boombox he realized he didn’t have enough outlets and went back to work. He added two more outlets, one for the boombox and a fourth just in case. Once he was finished he stood back and surveyed the room. Nodding to himself he decided he was ready. He went back over to the farmhouse to plan.

            He sat down at his dining room table with a notepad and started to make notes. He decided he needed restraints because she would probably be resistant at first. Eventually she would come to love him as much as he loved her but he knew it would take time. He wanted to be gentle with her so he planned to get soft, padded restraints. He wrote down blindfold. He thought it would be stimulating for her to be blindfolded sometimes when they were together. He also would need it when he first took her because he didn’t want her to know where they went. He slowly filled the page with notes then pushed the pad aside.

            He knew what he would need, now he had to decide how he would do it. He sat and quietly thought about it for several minutes. Finally, he decided he would siphon enough gas from her tank to cause her to run out just about the time she got off the main highway. That way he could casually drive by, notice her problem and offer to help. Once she was in his car it would be easy to restrain her, he could push her car into the woods to hide it and then bring her here. He would go back later gas her car up and move it to a better hiding place, maybe he could keep it in the ole barn. Yeah, that should work, he thought.

            When? That was the next thing he had to work out. He had to get all the restraints he needed and clean out a space in the barn to put her car. He was getting anxious, she was all he could think about. But he knew he was close and he couldn’t afford to mess up now. He’d give himself another week to get everything he needed then he’d make his move. That week passed quickly and he couldn’t believe he was actually ready.

            Thank goodness she was working the nightshift this week. That made it a lot easier for him to siphon the gas from her car. He hid the can and siphon in the trunk of his car then parked around the corner of the building and waited for her to get off. He started to get hard the minute he saw her leave the building and head for her car. He was so excited. He’d thought of everything. He even managed to jimmy the lock on the passenger door of his car so that when he locked it she couldn’t unlock it from the inside. He had to use the key from the outside to get it open. This was going to be great!

            She climbed into her car and finally started off. He waited several minutes before following her from the parking lot. Even though traffic was light he managed to stay several cars behind her and since it was dark he figured she probably didn’t notice that she was being followed. He noticed her slow down just before she reached the turn off from the highway. Oh, God, did I drain too much? he wondered frantically. He didn’t realize he was holding his breath until she finally made the turn and he released his breath in a rush. She managed to make it a few yards down the side road before her car finally sputtered to a stop. He slowly pulled in behind her a few minutes later and put his car in park.

            With shaking hands he got out of his car and walked toward hers. He leaned over and peered through the rolled up window before rapping lightly against it with his knuckles. He smiled when she jumped then turned to look at him with frightened eyes. Slowly, she cranked down the window.

            “Hi, Cassie. Everything okay?”

“I don’t know. It just stopped. This dang car is always dying on me.” She banged her hands against the steering wheel and leaned her head against the seat.

“You need a ride somewhere? I can give you a lift somewhere so you can call for a tow.”

“Really?” She sounded so hopeful. “I don’t know. I don’t want to put you out or anything.”

“Oh, it’s no problem. I was just driving around anyway. There’s nothing to do, no movies on or anything.” He shrugged as he replied, hoping he sounded bored.

“You sure?”

“Yeah., come on.”

            He opened the door for her as she pulled the keys from the ignition and grabbed her purse. She climbed from the car and followed him back to his vehicle. He again opened the door for her, drawing a smile from her as she got in. He closed the door and went around to the driver’s side. She reached up to lock the door as he climbed in behind the wheel. He fastened his seat belt and put the car in gear.

            “Better put your seatbelt on,” he said with a smile. “It’s the law you know.”

“Right. Sorry.”

            He pulled back on to the road as she fastened her seatbelt. He quickly turned around and headed for the old farmhouse and her new home. They drove several minutes in silence until he finally reached over and turned on the radio. He tuned it to a soft rock station playing love songs then concentrated on his driving. After several miles he noticed she was getting restless. He hoped she wouldn’t start to fight him, he didn’t want to have to restrain her yet. He had brought the cuffs, blindfold and gag just in case but he didn’t want to use them yet if he didn’t have to.

            “Where are you going? Can’t we just go back to town?”

“We’ll be there in a few minutes.” He glanced at her, offering her a reassuring smile.

“Thanks for helping. I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t come along.”

“I’m just glad I could be there to help.”

            He slowly pulled into the driveway to the old farmhouse, parked the car and cut the engine, removing the keys from the ignition. She glanced around nervously then released her seatbelt. He released his seatbelt and opened his door as she reached for the handle to open her door. He climbed out and shoved the keys in his pocket.

            “That door doesn’t work very well,” he said as he leaned back in, lifting a duffle bag from behind his seat. “I’ll have to open it for you from the outside. Sorry.”

“That’s okay,” she replied, offering him a nervous smile.

            He locked and closed his door then hurried around to her side, fishing in the open duffle bag as he went around the back of the car. He set the bag down next to the car when he reached the passenger door. He put the key in and unlocked the door then slipped the keys back into his pocket. He opened the door and offered her his hand. She seemed surprised but took it anyway. When she stepped out of the car he pulled her to her feet and snapped the cuffs around her wrist, twisting her arm behind her back before she had a chance to resist. He quickly grabbed her other arm and pulled it behind her back as well, snapping the other cuff around it.

            “What are you doing?” she cried.

“I promise I won’t hurt you, not intentionally. Just stay calm and cooperate.”

“Oh, God, what do you want?”

“I just want us to be together. I love you, Cassie.”

“No, please. Don’t do this.”

“I know you like me, you’ll learn to love me. I fixed this place just for you.”

            He pulled her by her cuffed hands away from the car and closed the car door. Then he shoved her forward toward the shelter as he leaned over and picked up the duffle bag.

            “Please don’t do this,” she whispered as she started to cry.

He leaned against her, putting his arm gently around her shoulders.

“I love you, Cassie. I won’t hurt you.”

            He led her to the entrance of the shelter then pulled her to a stop. He pulled his arm from around her shoulders, reached forward and opened the door. When she didn’t move he put his hand against the small of her back and gave her a gentle push. She moved forward again and stepped inside the room he had created for her. He followed her inside and closed the door. He set the duffle bag down on the floor next to the door. She had stopped just inside the door, standing, shaking, next to him. He put his hands on her arms and pushed her forward.

            He thought about how cute she looked with her bottom lip trembling that way as her eyes slid around the room. She was so hot and he was getting so hard he didn’t know if he’d be able to make it back to get her car. He was definitely going to have to jack-off before he went anywhere.

            “Are you hungry?” he asked.

            She shook her head, refusing to look at him. She didn’t think her voice would work.

            “How about something to drink? Are you thirsty?”

            Again she only shook her head.

            “Cassie, honest, I won’t hurt you. I have to keep your hands shackled for right now though because I don’t want you to hurt me either. If you tried, I’d have to hurt you and I don’t want to do that.”

            He heard a sob escape her throat as she gulped for air. He gently caressed her cheek, staring into that innocent face.

            “Look at me, Cassie.”

            Slowly, her eyes rose to his face. Unshed tears filled those big beautiful green eyes. His heart ached when he saw them. He reached up to put his hands in her wonderful blond tresses.

            “Cassie, I love you. I promise you, I won’t hurt you,” he said softly before lowering his lips to cover her trembling ones. He kissed her softly for several minutes then finally pulled away. “I have to go take care of your car. I’ll be back in a few minutes. You‘ll be okay until I get back. Alright?”

“Why?” she asked with a trembling voice.

“Because I love you.” He kissed her again then led her to a chair at the table. He pulled the chair out for her but she remained standing. “Sit down, Cassie.”

            She obediently sat down and he released one wrist from the cuffs immediately re-cuffing it around the rung in the back of the chair. He went back to the duffle bag next to the door and retried a larger pair of cuffs with a short chain between them. He moved kneel next to her. A sob escaped from her when she saw what he held in his hands. He laid the cuffs in the floor next to her chair then pulled her shoes and socks off. Then he slipped a cuff around her left ankle. Then he gently slipped the other cuff around her right ankle. Finally he lifted a ring from the floor and closed it around the chain between the two cuffs. He gathered up her socks and shoes and took them with him as he headed for the door. He put them in the duffle bag then turned back to her.

            “I’ll be back as soon as I can. I’ll try to hurry.”

            He slipped out the door and locked it behind him. He took the can of gas he had hidden in his trunk and the keys from her purse and jogged back to her car. He quickly filled her gas tank, threw the empty can in the trunk of her car, and climbed behind the wheel. He drove her car back to the farmhouse and parked it in front of the barn. He got out and opened the big barn doors the got back in her car and drove it into the barn. He locked her purse in her car and locked her car in the barn. The he hurried back to the shelter.

            He stood just inside the door staring at her. Her head was bent forward, her chin almost touching her chest. She was crying softly, tears glistened on her cheeks, he could barely see them in the dark room. He had only left a small light on over the bed. He flipped the switch to turn on the overhead light which hung directly over the table. It flicked into life immediately. He figured it probably blinded her but he didn’t care, he needed to see her in the light. He closed the door and locked it then moved into the room.

            He never said a word, just went straight to the back of her chair and released a hand from the cuffs. He re-cuffed her after moving her arms away from the chair. Then he moved to kneel in front of her. In silence he released the chain between her cuffed feet from the loop in the floor. He moved to a table next to the bed and retrieved a box of tissues. He set the tissues on the dining table in front of her before moving behind her again. He released her right wrist from the cuffs and moved her arms in front her, leaning over her back and not releasing his hold on her, he re-cuffed her wrists in front her. Then he went around the table and sat down in the other chair across from her.

            “Are you hungry or thirsty?”

            She shook her head without looking up at him. He slammed his hands onto the tabletop, palms down, causing her to jerk her head up to stare at him wide-eyed.

            “That’s better. Look at me and answer me,” he demanded, staring into her tear-filled eyes. “Are you hungry or thirsty?”

            “No,” she whispered.

            He got up and retrieved two cans of coke from the minifridge anyway. He popped the tabs on both then set one in front her next to the tissues. He took a swig of his then set it on the table as well. He reached down and pulled a tissue from the box and handed it to her. She curled her fingers around it but didn’t move. He saw her hands shaking and knelt down next to her chair. He pulled another tissue from the box and gently wiped the tears from her eyes. Then he leaned up and kissed her damp cheek.

            “Did you eat supper at work?”

            She nodded then added in a whisper, “Yes.”

            “Okay, then. I just don’t want you starving yourself. Do you want to watch a movie or listen to some music?”

            “N-no.”

            He smiled as he stared at her.

            “Don’t worry, they’re not dirty movies.” He lifted his hand and brushed her hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear. “Although I do have some of those if you want to watch some.”

            “No!” Tears poured down her cheeks again.

            “I’m just teasing you, Cassie. I wouldn’t make you watch something like that.”

            He pulled another tissue from the box and again dried her eyes. Again, he leaned up and kissed her cheek once her tears were dry.

            “Drink your Coke,” he said as he rose to his feet, running his hand down the back of her head, letting his fingers comb through her long blonde hair.

            He moved away to turn down the bed and leave her to her drink. She could hear him moving around behind her but she could see what he was doing and she was afraid to turn around to see. She tried to pick up the can of soda to take a drink but when she saw her bound hands she started shaking violently again. She was afraid she would drop the drink or spill it so she didn’t try to lift it to her lips. Instead, she put the tissue to her eyes and dried more tears. Then she quietly blew her nose. She laid the tissue aside and pulled another one from the box, clenching it tightly in her hands. She jumped when she felt his hands on her shoulders.

            “Would you like a straw? Would that be easier?”

            “N – I – I can’t.”

            “Cassie, you saw me open it. There isn’t anything in it.”

            “I know,” she whispered.

            “Then what’s wrong?”

            “I – I – Please, I just want to go home.”

            “Sweetheart, you are home. This is your new home. At least for now.”

            “Please…Why are you doing this?”

            “We’ve already gone over this.” His voice took on a hard note. “I’m not going to keep repeating myself.”

            He gave her shoulders a hard squeeze. Then he stepped past her and went to a nearby cabinet. He pulled a bag of chips from the cabinet and re-joined her at the table. He opened the chips and laid the bag on the table between them, pulling a few from the bag. He ate the chips as he watched her then he took another drink of his soda.

            “Have some chips.” He shoved the bag toward her after pulling another handful out for himself.

            “N – no thanks.”

            He reached around behind him and opened a drawer in the cabinet. He reached inside and pulled a straw out then shoved the drawer closed. He turned back around and laid the straw on the table next to her drink. He lifted his can to lips and sipped waiting to see if she’d accept his gift.

            Slowly, she reached forward to pick up the straw. It trebled violently in her fingers as she tried to put it in the pop can in front her. She finally managed to get it in the can and leaned forward to take a sip of the drink.

            “Thank you,” she whispered softly.

            “See? I’m not as awful as you thought.”

            He remained silent while he finished his soda and waited for her to finish hers. Once his can was empty he gathered up the chips and his empty can and started to clean up. He put a clip on the bag of chips and put them back in the cupboard then threw away the empty can. He turned back to the table to see if she was finished with her drink yet. She scooted back on her chair and glanced up at him.

            “Finished?”

            “Yes,” she replied with a nod.

            He took the can and shook it. When it felt fairly empty he tossed it, with the straw, into the trash then turned back to her.

            “Time for bed.” He ignored the round of tears. “Do you need to use the bathroom?”

            Her only reply was a sob. He stood staring at her for several minutes. She wouldn’t look up at him and she wouldn’t answer him. He moved around the table to stand next to her. He reached down to grasp her face in one hand and forced her to turn her face up toward him.

            “Look at me,” he demanded.

            She slowly raised her eyes to his.

            “Do you need to use the bathroom?”

            “N-n-no.”

            “This is you last chance until morning. I won’t ask again.” He stared into her tear-filled eyes then watched her lips trembling. “Do you need to use the bathroom?”

            “Y-y-yes,” she finally whispered as the tears slid down her cheeks.

            He pulled a key from his pocket and knelt next to her. He removed the cuffs from around her ankles and replaced them in his duffle bag. He unlocked a cabinet door and placed the duffle bag inside. The he removed a long, silky gown from the same cabinet. He turned around and handed her the gown as he pulled her to her feet.

            “Put this on. I’ll even give you a little privacy – tonight.”

            She sobbed as he led he toward a corner of the room that held a toilet and a shower stall. An empty plastic crate sat across the toilet seat. He stopped her in front of the toilet and turned her to face him. He ran his hands up and down her bar arms as he spoke.

            “Put all of your clothes in the crate and leave it on the floor when you’re finished. I’ll pull the curtain so you can have some privacy. You can have twenty minutes. Understand?”

            She stared at the floor and refused to answer him, tears flowing and her lower lip trembling. He gripped her upper arms roughly drawing a gasp from her. She looked up at him and nodded. He tilted his head to one side and stared at her, tightening his grip on her arms.

            “Y-yes.”

            “Good.”

            He shoved her toward the toilet and pulled a curtain behind her. God, she’s gorgeous, he thought as he went to sit on the bed. He was so hard it hurt. He leaned back and unzipped his pants, freeing his hardon. His briefs bulged.

            “Oh, God,” he mumbled.

            He didn’t dare touch himself. He knew if he did he would jack off. He wanted to wait and do it in front of her, or even better, fill her pussy with his cum. He knew he’d have to wait for that though, he really did love her and he didn’t want to hurt her. She had to know he was in charge and she’d learn to love him but he didn’t want to have to hurt her. He glanced at his watch to check the time. Damn, it had only been five minutes. Looking down at his crotch he knew he’d never last when he saw her in that nightie. He glanced at his watch again. He still had plenty of time. He slipped out the door and locked it behind him.

            When he finally came back inside the shelter he noticed the curtain was still drawn. She’d had a full thirty minutes, that was more than enough time. He tucked his keys into his pocket and stomped across the floor. He jerked the curtain aside to see her huddled against the back wall. She had changed into the long gown like he had ordered and all of her clothes were in the crate. He lifted the crate to the seat of the toilet again and riffled through the clothes. He turned his head and glared at her.

            ‘Cassie, what did I tell you?”

            “You said to put my clothes in the crate and leave it on the floor,” she whispered.

            “I can’t hear you.”

            “Y-y-you s-s-said to put m-my clothes in the c-c-crate and l-l-leave it on th-th-the floor.”

            “No. I said to put all of your clothes in the crate and leave it on the floor. You forgot something.”

            She stared wide-eyed at him. He held out his left hand.

            “Take off your panties.”

            “P-p-please…”

            “Now!”

            She tried to put her hands behind her to lift the back of her gown but couldn’t make it work since her wrists were still cuffed in front of her.

            “Please…” she repeated.

            “I gave you a chance to do it in privacy. Take them off.”

            She slowly shook her head as her mouth worked but only squeaks came out.

            “Either you take them off and hand them to me or I’ll take them off of you.”

            She squeezed her eyes shut and slid down the wall to sit on her heels.

            “Now!”

            She put trembling hands under her gown and raised her hips enough to pull her panties down to her ankles. Then she carefully stepped out of them and handed them up to him. He grabbed them from her hand and tossed them into the pile of clothes in the crate.

            “Now, go and get on the bed.”

            She slowly got to her feet and shuffled across the floor to the bed, her head hanging limply, her chin almost to her chest. He watched for a moment before lifting the crate of clothes and putting it in the locked cabinet. He turned and watched as she sat down on the edge of the bed. He turned the overhead light off and moved to stand next to the bed.

            “Give me your hands.”

            She held her bound hands out to him. He took her wrists in his hand.

            “Lay back.”

            She lay back on the bed and he stretched her wrists above her head, connecting her cuffs to an I-bolt chained to the head of the big brass bed. He then lifted her feet onto the bed and pulled a sheet over her to her waist. He stripped to his briefs and climbed in beside her. He lay on his left side, his head propped on his left hand as his right hand curved across her waist. He watched the tears creep from her eyes and listened to her whimpers before he slid down to cuddle closer to her.

            “Cassie, I’m going to ask you a question and I want you to answer me truthfully.” He waited but she didn’t say anything. “Have you ever you had sex before?”

            She sobbed and rolled her head from side to side. He slide his right hand up across her torso carefully brushing his hand and arm against her tits. He grabbed her face had held it roughly between his fingers.

            “Cassie?”

            “N-n-no.”

            “Have you ever had oral sex? Given a guy a blowjob?”

            “N-no.”

            “Have you ever played with yourself? Maturbated?”

            “N-n-no.”

            “Damn, girl. How old are you?” He released his hold on her face and let his hand fall to lay on her neck.

            “Twenty.”

            “And you’ve never even played with yourself?”

            “N-no.”

            “How many boyfriends have you had before?”

            “Only two.”

            “What?” He was amazed. A looker like her and she’d only had two guys after her?

            “Two,” she repeated.

            “They obviously didn’t know what they were missing, Cassie. You’re beautiful.”

            His had slid down her neck onto her chest. He played with one tit then moved to the other. He nestled his head against her neck and planted kisses along her jaw, nibbled on her ear then moved on to kiss her neck. His had slowly wandered down her across her stomach to rest against her thigh.

            “Please…don’t…,” she whispered.

            “I can’t help it, Cassie. I love you and you’re so beautiful.” His hand slipped between her legs. “I want you so bad. You make me hurt, Cassie.”

            He slowly pulled the gown up her legs as he whispered to her. He heard the chain above their heads rattled as she pulled against her bounds. He ignored her struggles and continued to pull the thin material up her legs.

            “Be good, Cassie and I promise I won’t hurt you. I’ll be gentle. I love you. Why would I hurt you?”

            “Please, don’t do this,” she whispered through her tears.

            “I’m not doing anything,” he whispered in reply. “I just want to touch you, feel your skin, hold you close.”

            “Please...,” she whimpered when she felt his hand on her bare thigh.

            “I love you, Cassie.”

            He moved to kiss along her neck and down onto her chest as his hand moved up the inside of her leg. His hand stopped as he reached the lips of her pussy. His mouth moved down to cover her right tit. He kissed and nibbled it through the thin material of the gown as the fingers of his other hand played along her warm slit. She squeezed her legs together tightly but he didn’t mind. He wasn’t planning on opening her up just yet. He just wanted a good feel right now. He’d take her later.

            He suddenly pulled his hands away and sat up, leaning on his elbow, staring down at her. He leaned over and planted his lips against hers, pressing hard. Her lips were finally forced apart and he slid his tongue into her mouth. He spent several minutes exploring her mouth with tongue, not touching her in any other way. He was breathless when he finally pulled away from her. He reached up with his right hand and traced her lips with his index finger.

            “You really need to quit crying. I’m not going to stop. I love you and you’re mine now. I may not take you tonight but you will make love to me, Cassie. You’ll learn to love me and we’ll have sex every night, sometimes all night long.” He ignored her sobs as he continued explaining what would happen. “I’ll look at your body as much as I want and I’ll touch your boobs, your tits when ever I want. I’ll play with your pussy if I want and if I want to finger you, I will. When I want to fuck you I’ll fuck you. And you’ll damn well enjoy all of it.

            He got off the bed and went to the locked cabinet. He quickly removed a heavy blindfold and grabbed the tissues as he passed the table. He sat down on the bed, dried her eyes and wiped her nose then threw the used tissue into a nearby wastebasket. He turned back to her and slipped the blindfold over her eyes.

            “I would suggest you quit crying or that’ll get really wet. It probably won’t feel very good once it gets wet. I won’t give you another one and I won’t take that off until morning.”

            He stood up and removed his briefs then climbed back into the bed next to her. He sat up and leaned over her, putting both hands on the low-cut front of the delicate material of the gown.

            “I think it’s time you were reminded of who’s in charge here.”

            He ripped the gown down the front from the top clear to the bottom. He ripped the straps from her shoulders then pulled the ruined material from her and tossed it to the floor. Both hands ran over her fully exposed body. The cool air in the shelter and her fear combined to make her nipples stand erect.

            “That’s better. I like you this way.”

            He leaned over and kissed her stomach, working his tongue in and out of her bellybutton. He moved to put his right leg over her right leg, forcing her legs apart a little and making sure she could feel his erect dick against her bare skin. His left hand went up to play with her tits, pinching, pulling and squeezing. His right hand slid between her legs into her cleft.

            “Oh, yeah. Cassie, you are so hot. God, I love you.”

            He leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers, forcing her mouth open so he could slide his tongue into her mouth again. His fingers worked her pussy and pulled her tits. He slid first one then another finger into her pussy as he started to rub and pinch her clit. He lifted his head and moved to suck her tit as his left hand continued to pinch, pull and squeeze the other tit.

            “Cum for me, Cassie.” He lifted his head from her tit long enough to whisper to her.

            He went back to sucking her tit while he worked the other tit with his left hand and his right hand continued to abuse her pussy. He could feel her starting to get wet then he heard a soft moan escape her lips. He pinched her left tit as he bit her right tit and pinched her clit.

            “Ohhh,” she moaned as she started to writhe beneath him.

            “Cum for me, Cassie.” He pinched and bit her again working his fingers in and out of her wet hole.

            “Please…stop…don’t…please don’t…”

            “Cum for me, Cassie.”

            He sucked harder on her abused tit as he pinched and squeezed her other tit. His fingers slid in and out of her pussy working against her clit and G-spot in rhythm with his sucking and pinching. Suddenly, he again pinched and bit her sensitive spots all at the same time as he roughly slid his fingers into her pussy.

            “Ahhh…nnnnoooo….aarrggghhhhh!”

            He felt her pussy tightened around his fingers trying to pull them in as she climaxed. He shoved three fingers into her wet hole as he bit down on her tit again.

            “I love you, Cassie. You’re beautiful when cum.”

            When she relaxed and fell back to the bed he pulled his hand from her pussy and held his hand under her nose.

            “Smell that, Cassie?”

            “Yes,” she whispered, still breathless.

            “That’s your love juice, baby.” He touched a finger to her lips then placed his fingers in his mouth and sucked loudly. He finally pulled his cleaned fingers from his mouth and leaned down to kiss her lips. “You taste wonderful, Cassie. I want more.”

            “Please, no.”

            He moved lower on the bed and forced her legs apart, climbing between them.

            “Please, don’t!”

            “I love you, Cassie. I love the smell and taste of you. I won’t hurt you but you will cum for me again.”

            She pulled against her restraints again as he buried his face in her crotch.

            “No! Please!”

            He ignored her pleas as he started to lick her cunt. He used his hands to pull her pussy lips back to give him better access. His tongue darted madly into her pussy, licking wildly. He found her clit and sucked hard on it before nipping it with his teeth. She began to writhe under his ministrations and tried to pull away. He held her tightly so there was no escape as his tongue buried itself deep in her.

            “Aahhh…please, stop…”

            He heard the quiver in her voice and felt her hips shudder. He knew she was close. He wouldn’t stop now. He renewed his efforts and used his fingers as well as his tongue.

            “Aaahhh….aaarrrrggghhhhhh!”

            She bucked her hips up to meet his mouth as she went into another orgasm. Her juices flowed from her cunt. He lapped them up, unmercifully extending her orgasm. When she finally quieted and sank back onto the bed he crawled up her body and laid on top of her.

            “I love it when you cum, Cassie.”

            He glued his mouth to hers, his tongue delving into the warm depths between her lips. His hands pinched and twisted her tits as he lay on top of her. She could feel his prick grow hard against her abdomen. He slid down her body and covered her right tit with his mouth. He sucked and bit it as he clawed at her left tit with his left hand. His right hand slid down her side, between her legs to play with her pussy and clit. He raised his head and licked around the erect nipple of her boob.

            “I love you, Cassie. I’ve given you pleasure. It’s your turn to pleasure me.”

            “Please…don’t do this,” she whispered as she squirmed beneath him.

            “Don’t worry, baby. I won’t make you fuck yet. I’m looking forward to it but anticipation is half the fun. You’re gonna learn to give a blowjob, baby. You’re gonna suck me off ’til cum in your pretty little mouth then you’re gonna swallow it all down for me.”

            He lowered his head over her tit and bit down hard on her nipple as he squeezed the other nipple just as hard. He savagely pinched her clit at the same time.

            “Oowwww!”

            He moved to kneel across her chest, just below her trembling chin. She could feel his erect dick against her face. Her lips started trembling again as she fought against the cuffs and chains binding her wrists.

            “Open your mouth, Cassie.”

            She turned her head from side to side trying to avoid him. He slipped his left hand behind her head and grabbed a handful of her beautiful blond tresses. Wrapping her hair tightly around his hand he held her head still.

            “Open your mouth, Cassie.”

            Even though his voice had a threatening tone she refused to obey his command. He reached up with his right hand and pinched her nose, closing off her air. Within minutes her lips parted as she gasped, sucking oxygen into her lungs. He let her catch her breath the inserted his cock between her lips before releasing her nose.

            “Don’t even think about biting it. If you try anything other than what I tell you, I beat the shit out of you and then I’ll fuck your brains out. Understand?”

            Since she couldn’t answer him with a mouthful of prick she nodded her head.

            “Good. Now, use your tongue and lick around my dick while you suck it.”

            He waited patiently for her to start her ministrations. After several seconds he felt her tongue timidly touching his cock.

            “You can do better than that, Cassie. Lick it like you mean it. Make me enjoy it, like your life depends on it.”

            He shoved her head along his cock as she renewed her efforts at licking him. Her tongue gradually began to move around his inflated shaft, sliding up and down as she worked her way around it.

            “That feels real nice, Cassie. Now start sucking it.”

            He suddenly felt a gentle pressure as she obeyed his command and started to suck him. She continued working her tongue around his prick as she sucked on it. He gradually started moving it in and out of her, fucking her mouth. He stopped his movement and used his grip on her hair to pull her head up and down on his hardon.

            “Oh, yeah, baby. That feels real good. Keep doin’ it just like that.”

            He closed his eyes and worked her head up and down his shaft. Her tongue slid across the end of his hard dick and then started moving up and down and around it again. He shoved her head up and down the length of his shaft faster and harder. He was driving his cock back further into her mouth, into her throat. He felt her tense and start to choke as he rammed it against the back of her throat but he didn’t care, he was in heaven. He felt his groin suddenly tightened and his balls were about to burst.

            “Oh, God, Cassie, I’m gonna cum! You’re making me cum! I’m gonna cum!”

            He couldn’t hold back any longer. He shoved his prick into the back of her mouth against her throat and shot his load. He could feel it shooting and squirting down her throat as she tried to jerk away from him.

            “Swallow it, Cassie! Swallow my cum! Swallow all of it!”

            He kept his cock pushed against the back of her throat until it finally softened. Then he slowly pulled it from between her lips and slid down her body to lay on her again. He put his head down next to hers so he could whisper in her ear.

            “You suck real good, Cassie.”

            He rolled off of her to lay in the bed next to her, still breathing hard. After several minutes his breathing finally returned to normal. He leaned up on his left elbow and stared down at her. Reaching over with his right hand he started to play with her tits again.

            “You’re such a good cock sucker I think I’ll give you a little reward.”

            He rolled off the bed and went to the locked cabinet. He opened it and fished through the items he had stored there until he found what he wanted. Then he relocked the cabinet and returned to the bed.

            “I was going to save this for later but you’ve been so good tonight I’ll let you use it now.”

            He turned on the small vibrator and placed it against her pussy causing her to jump.

            “Have you ever used a vibrator before, Cassie?”

            “N-no.”

            He gave a little laugh as his other hand found her tits again.

            “Vibrators are wonderful little gadgets. Especially when they touch you here.” He touched it to her clit, drawing a gasp from her. “Or even here.” He moved it to her now erect nipples, drawing another gasp. “I think I like it better here.” He returned it to her clit as his free hand played with her nipples.

            “Please…don’t…”

            “Don’t give you pleasure? But you’re so beautiful when you cum.”

            He worked his fingers over her nipples as he turned the vibrator up and pushed it against her clit even harder.

            “Uuunnnhhhh…dddooonnn’ttt…”

            He turned the vibrator up to the highest level and pressed it viciously against her clit as he pinched and twisted her nipples.

            “Uuunnnnhhhh…nnnnooooo...aaarrrrgggghhhhhh!”

            She arched her body up as yet another orgasm took her. He worked the vibrator against her clit as he leaned over and licked the sweat from her stomach.

            “You’re beautiful when you cum, Cassie.”

            After several seconds she finally fell back to the bed, exhausted. He could tell she was still coming down from her climax. He put the vibrator away and lay down next to her. He gave her a few more minutes the he shoved at her side.

            “Turn over on your side, Cassie. I want to hold you while I sleep.”

            He made her turn onto her left side, facing the wall had she been able to see anything. Then he slipped his left arm underneath her and slid it down to finger her pussy as he draped his right arm over her side, letting his hand rest over her left tit. He nestled close so close to her that she could feel his cock against her butt.

            “I love you, Cassie,” he whispered to her. “Goodnight, baby.”

            Cassie jerked awake and tried to move then suddenly remembered where she was. A moan escaped her lips as the pain in her tits and pussy awakened.

            “Finally awake, I see.” His voice came from somewhere in the room but not right next to her. At least he isn’t still in the bed, she thought.

“Are you ready for a shower and some breakfast?” he asked.

“P-please, let me up,” she whispered, trying to control the jerking of her body as her bladder threatened to explode.

She felt the mattress give as he sat down beside her.

“And what will you give me if I let you up?”

“P-p-please…”

“How about another of those lovely blowjobs?” he asked as he ran his hands over her still-naked body.

“No, please,” she begged.

He ran his hands over her body. His right hand stopped over her bladder and applied the gentlest of pressure.

“Don’t!”

“Will you suck me if I let you up?”

“Y-yes.”

“Good answer. You’re learning, Cassie. Watch your eyes. I’m going to take your blindfold off and I have the light on already.”

He carefully removed her blindfold to see she had her eyes closed. He quickly leaned over and kissed her closed eyes. They fluttered open as he sat up. He smiled down at her, his hands sliding up her arms. He unlocked the chain the held her arms in place and gingerly pulled her cuffed wrists back down over her head to her stomach.

“Aahhh,” she cried out in pain as her arms were finally moved from the awkward position.

“I’ll only have to do that to you one more night. After tonight I’ll try not to restrain your arms.”

He leaned down and kissed each of her shoulders. When he sat back up he placed a hand on either side of her and leaned forward, putting his weight on his hands.

“You can use the bathroom and take a shower then we’ll eat breakfast. After breakfast, I expect payment. Understand?’

“Yes,” she whispered.

“I left a new toothbrush for you at the sink. I’ll lay clothes out for you on the bed while you’re in the shower. Don’t get dressed until I say you can. I will help you dress.” He stared at her for a minute before saying, “Now, tell me what you’re to do.”

“There’s a toothbrush for me on the sink. I can take a shower and you have clothes for me. You’ll help me dress after the shower.”

He smiled down at her then leaned forward to cover her mouth with his.

“Very good. I love you, Cassie. You’re beautiful and smart and so damn sexy.” He caressed her cheek with his right hand as he stared at her. “You can shower by yourself today. After this I will wash you. Now, tell me you love me.”

She stared up him in shocked silence. He twisted her nipple hard between his fingers.

“Tell me you love me.”

“Aaahhh,’ she gasped. “I love you.”

He kissed her again before releasing her.

“I love you, Cassie.”

He stood and held his hand out to her. She swung her feet to the floor and took his hand. He helped her to stand then led her to the toilet. She noticed the curtain had been removed. He released her hand and removed the cuffs. He laid the cuffs on a shelf above the toilet then reached for her arms. He carefully examined her wrists, rubbing them gingerly.

“I have some lotion I can put on the raw spots. You shouldn’t struggle so. The cuffs are padded to keep you from hurting yourself but you pull too hard.” His eyes roamed up her body to focus on her eyes. “We’ll leave them off for today – if you be good.”

“I will.”

“Use the toilet and take your shower. There are towels on the shelf next to the shower stall. There’s soap and shampoo on the shelf as well. When you’re finished, leave the towel on the floor in front of the shower. Understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her face forward to meet his lips. He roughly forced her lips apart and shoved his tongue into her mouth. He held her and savaged her mouth for several seconds before finally pulling away. “I love you, Cassie.”

He reached up and retrieved the cuffs then turned and crossed the room to the dining table. He sat down at the table and watched as she sat down on the toilet and relieved herself. She gathered soap and shampoo from the shelf as he had instructed. She also found washcloths there. She picked one up and turned to look at him. He nodded and she took her bundled into the shower stall. The stall walls and door were clear so he had an unobstructed view of her as she showered and washed her hair. He felt the pressure in his pants as he grew hard watching her. When she stepped out of the shower and dried off he thought he’d lose control and blow his load in his pants. She started toward the sink to retrieve the toothbrush but he stopped her.

“Not yet. Come here.”

She moved to stand in front him. He still sat at the table. He gazed up at her as she stood in front of him. He put his hands on her hips and pushed down. Her bottom lip started to tremble as she knelt in front of him. He put his hands on either side of her head and smiled at her.

“You’re just too damn sexy, girl. I need some relief here. Unzip my pants and take out my cock.”

Her eyes grew wide but she did as she was told. She stared at the huge prick she held in her hand.

“Rub it with your hands. Work it a little before you suck it.”

Her eyes went to his face then back to his cock. She slowly started to rub and pull on his erect prick. He leaned back in his chair and enjoyed her touch.

“Don’t forget to work the balls too,” he mumbled.

She let her hands slide down to cover his balls then back up on his hard cock. After only a few minutes he put his hand on the back of her head and pushed.

“Suck me, Cassie. Like you did last night.”

She reluctantly covered his dick with her mouth and slowly worked her tongue over it like he had taught her the night before.

“Use your hands too. Don’t let go.”

He held her head in place as her mouth and hands worked their way along his cock. He curled his fingers through her wet hair and started to work her head up down the length of his rod.

“Oh, God, Cassie. Your mouth feels so good. I’m gonna cum, baby. I’m gonna cum! Swallow it for me, Cassie!”

He suddenly exploded in her mouth, his cum flowing down her throat again. She tried to ignore the rising bile and swallow. He finally quit shooting and his cock slowly went limp. He released his hold on her head and slumped back into the chair.

“I love you, Cassie. Finish getting cleaned up.”

She got to her feet and went to the sink. She immediately coughed up some of the cum he had forced her to swallow. She rinsed out her mouth then brushed her teeth and rinsed again. When she finished she turned and went back to the table where he still sat. He reached for her tender wrists and pulled her down onto his lap.

“I suppose you’re ready to get dressed now.”

“Yes,” she replied softly.

“I have a surprise for you. Don’t look so terrified.” He laughed as he pushed her off his lap and got to his feet. “You’ll like it once you get used to it.”

He took her hand and led her to the bed. She saw a long, green short-sleeved shirt and a skimpy pair of white satin panties. There was also a small white box on the bed next to the clothing.

“Lay down across the bed,” he ordered.

She turned a startled look on him and started to tremble.

“We’re not going back to bed already. I have to leave for a few hours this morning. I want to give you your surprise. Lay down.”

She lay down on the bed. He had her lay sideways across the bed instead of lengthwise.

“Spread your legs and put your knees against your chest.” When she hesitated he slapped her hard against her right butt cheek.

“Do it!”

She lifted her legs, bent at the knees to her chest and gradually spread them. He lifted the small white box from the bed and took something out of it but she couldn’t see what it was. He roughly shoved her legs further apart.

“Have you ever used an egg?”

“N-n-no.”

“You don’t even know what it is, do you?” he asked with a smile as he pushed something against her vagina.

“N-no.”

Her pussy started to open and she could feel him pushing something inside her.

“Remember the vibrator from last night?”

“Y-yes.”

“It’s similar to that. It’s called an egg because it’s shaped something like an egg. That’s what I’m putting in you.” With that she felt something hard and cold slip between her pussy lips and slide between her vaginal walls.

He picked up the white satin panties and put them over her feet pulling them up to her knees.

“Stand up,” he ordered.

She stood up and he reached down and pulled the panties the rest of the way up her body to cover her butt. He reached over and lifted the shirt from the bed and she realized it was a thin, gauzy material. He handed her the shirt.

“Put it on.

            She put the shirt on and started to button it. That’s when she realized it only had one button located right at her navel. She buttoned it anyway. He took her hand and led her a few steps away from the bed. It felt strange to walk with something so large inside her. He released her hand and stared at her.

            “Turn around. Let me see you.”

            She did as he instructed and slowly turned completely around, feeling his eyes on her the entire time. When she turned back to face him she noticed a bulge in his crotch again.

            “God, you’re beautiful, Cassie. Go sit down at the table. I’ll join you in a minute.”

            She walked across to the table getting used to the feel of the egg inside her. She sat in the chair he had put her in the evening before and waited. He picked up the box, removed a tiny remote control from it then threw the box away. He sat down at the table across from her an offered her a plate of scrambled eggs and bacon. He also set a glass of orange juice in front of her.

            “Did you sleep well?” he asked, lifting a bite of his eggs to his mouth.

            “Yes,” she whispered, not knowing what else to say even though she had barely slept.

            “I doubt that,” he commented as he picked up the tiny remote he had laid on the table next to his plate.

            She watched him play with the tiny device while he ate. She took a sip of her juice then another bite of her eggs. As she put the eggs in her mouth she felt a stirring in her vagina, causing her to flinch. She looked up in surprise.

            “Do you like it?”

            She didn’t but she knew she could say that.

            “Yes.”

            He smiled at her and continued with his breakfast as if nothing had happened. She tried to eat but her hands shook as she raised her fork to her mouth. Some how she managed to make through breakfast. He put his dishes on the counter next to the sink then moved back to the locked cabinet and removed another object.

            “Put your dishes on the sink when you’re finished,” he instructed as he resumed his seat at the table. “Then come over here.”

            She obediently put her dishes next to his then moved to stand in front of him.

            “Kneel down.”

            She nervously knelt in front of him thinking he wanted another blowjob. She kept her eyes on the floor and her hands on her knees, waiting for his next instructions.

            “Give me your hands.”

            She lifted her hands and stretched her arms out to him. He gently took her right hand in his hands and carefully examined her wrist, running his fingers lightly over the abrasions she had inflicted on herself from struggling in her bonds the previous night. He picked up a tube of ointment and spread a liberal amount on her wrist, tenderly rubbing it over the wounded areas.

            “You shouldn’t struggle so,” he said quietly. “The cuffs are padded and you still managed to hurt yourself.”

            He finished with the right wrist and moved to the left wrist.

            “Once the ointment has been absorbed do the dishes then you’re free to entertain yourself however you want for the rest of the morning. Since you’re wrists are sore I won’t be able to restrain you with the cuffs.”

            She stole a glance at him through her lashes. He stared hard at her.

            “I can’t let you roam around the room free though because I don’t want to walk in when I get back and have you attack me. How do you suggest I solve this problem?”

            “I won’t attack,” she replied softly.

            He reached out and placed his right index finger under her chin, gently lifting her face so that she looked at him.

            “You say that now but I know you aren’t truly committed to me yet.”

            “Please…”

            He lifted a green leather collar from the table causing her to suck in her breath.

            “No,” she whispered.

            “Don’t move.”

            He placed the collar around her neck and deftly fastened it in place with a tiny padlock. It was tight enough that she couldn’t get her fingers under it but loose enough to allow her to breath. He rose from his seat and moved to the bed. She could hear him moving around but couldn’t see what he was doing. She was surprised when he attached a chain to the collar around her neck. The other end of the chain was fastened to a bolt in the wall above the bed. It was long enough to allow her access to half the room. She could reach the bathroom area, the refrigerator, microwave, sink, table and several cabinets.

            “I’ll be back in a few hours. There are movies if you want to watch them. You can read any of the books and magazines as well.”

            He stepped up behind her and slipped his arms around her slim waist, pulling her to her feet. He fondled her breasts as he nuzzled her neck. Her hands went to the collar around her neck.

            “Please, don’t do this,” she whispered, tears crawling down her cheeks.

            He spun her around to face him.
            “It’s beautiful on you. It matches your eyes. And you’ll look so sexy tonight in just the collar.”

            He smiled evilly before he crushed her lips beneath his. His hands slid under her shirt, molesting her breasts, pinching and twisting her nipples. He finally pulled away from her.

            “You keep me hard, Cassie. We’ll finish this tonight.”

            He moved past her to retrieve the remote from the table.

            “In the mean time, I hope you enjoy yourself.” He pressed a button on the remote and the speed on the egg vibrating inside her picked up. He smiled at her gasp. He reached around her to pinch and squeeze her right tit as he again increased the speed of the vibration. “Cum for, Cassie, before I have to go.”

            At another gasp from her he increased the speed to the highest level and laid the remote back on the table. He slid his free hand into her panties and began working on her clit. He stroked and pinched her clit in time with the pinches and twists to her breast. He was quickly rewarded by the screams of her climax. He kissed her neck before he released her.

            “You’re gorgeous when you cum, Cassie.”

            He lowered the speed of the vibration but he did not turn it off. He then locked the control in the cabinet.

            “Don’t forget to do the dishes.”

            He left the room while her chest was still heaving as she tried to recover from the orgasm he had induced.

            He thought about her all morning while he ran his errands. He couldn’t wait to get back to her. He had plans for tonight. This would be the night that he took her ass and her pussy. He stopped at the grocery store on the way home to pick up a few last minute items. He wanted tonight’s dinner to be special. He hurried into the shelter and started putting the items he had bought into the tiny freezer for later. He was irritated to see her curled up in a corner of the bed obviously crying. This has to be dealt with once and for all, he thought. He went to the locked cabinet, opened it and removed his supply of toys, setting the crate of items on the table then turned to the bed.

            “Cassie, get up.” When she didn’t respond he threatened her, “Cassie, get your ass off that bed. Don’t make me come over there and pull you off.”

            When she finally started to get up she didn’t move fast enough for him. He stalked over to her and yanked her up. He grabbed the box of tissues and threw it at her.

            “Dry your fucking eyes!”

            She slowly dried her eyes with a tissue and tried to quit crying.

            “I’m tired of you acting like a baby. You’re a grown woman, you need to start acting like one.”

            He grabbed the tissues from her and tossed them away.

            “Stop crying, goddamn it!”

            He ripped the shirt from her and tossed it away, the panties quickly followed. He grabbed a strange looking cuff harness from the crate on the table and fastened it to her arms just above her elbows, forcing her arms behind her back. He then pulled something small from the crate as well as an odd looking item that resembled a chastity belt with bumps on it. He shoved her onto the bed and rammed a small bullet-shaped item up her anus while she screamed wildly. He then slid the belt between her legs, fitting the nubs into her pussy and butt hole so she couldn’t push the egg vibrator or bullet out, quickly fastening it into place and locking it with a small padlock. She was jerked roughly to her feet and pushed away from the bed. He jerked her arms behind her back and bound them just above her elbows, causing her breasts to thrust forward.

            “Please, stop,” she begged softly.

            “Shut up. I’m just getting started.”

            His voice was as angry as his rough handling. He bent over and grabbed a long bar from under the bed. The bar had a cuff on each end which he fastened to her ankles forcing her legs several feet apart. He positioned her in front of the bed before taking a seat at the table, reaching out to take a remote control in each hand. He leaned back in his chair with a malevolent grin on his face.

            “You’re going to cum for me, Cassie. You’re going to cum, and cum, and cum, until I get tired of playing. You need to learn there’s no reason for you to continue to cry. If you want to cry, I’ll damn well give you a reason.”

            He pressed buttons on the controls and she felt the instruments inside her private areas jump into motion. They started at a slow rate but he quickly increased the speed and she was soon gripped in an orgasm. The first had barely passed before she was gripped by another. He started to laugh as she screamed into her third orgasm. Her legs trembled with the need to squeeze them shut but the spreader bar kept her open. After her fifth orgasm her knees gave way and she sank to the floor. He grabbed another toy from his crate and got to his feet. He strode over to her, reached down and grabbed her by her arm, lifting her back to her feet.

            “We’re not done yet, bitch.”

            “Please…”

            He quickly clamped a pair of nipple clamps onto each breast. They were connected by a thin wire and a third wire connected them to another clamp which he attached to her clit. She screamed as each clamp bit into her tender flesh. He stood back and admired his handy work.

            “Just wait, it gets even better,” he said menacingly.

            He went back to his chair and turned the vibrators back on. She moaned when the instruments started back up.

            “Here comes the fun part,” he teased.

            He picked up a third control and pressed a button. She screamed wildly as small shocks surged through her tits and clit. She immediately orgasmed again. He turned up the speed on the egg and bullet inside her as the charges pulsed through her. She screamed and moaned as she reached multiple orgasms finally collapsing again onto the floor, her chest heaving, her body covered in sweat. He put down the remotes and moved to her side again. He knelt next to her and let his hand play through her hair.

            “Please, Cassie, quit crying. Don’t make me punish you again. Next time it won’t be this pleasant.” He caught hold of her arms and lifted her to her feet. “Let’s get you cleaned up so we can eat dinner.”

            He released the cuffs on her arms and sat her on the edge of the bed. He released the cuffs on her feet and put the spreader bar back under the bed. He removed the collar from around her neck then gently pressed against her shoulders, pressing her down on the bed. When she had reclined back onto the bed he unlocked the belt from around her waist and removed it then removed the egg and bullet. He gathered his supplies and laid them in a bundle on her chair at the table. He went back to the bed and helped her to her feet.

            “Go get in the shower and wait for me,” he ordered as he turned her toward the toilet area. He gave her a gentle shove to send her on her way.

            Cassie moved on unsteady feet to the shower. She opened the shower door and stepped inside. Leaning against the side of the shower stall, she waited silently for him to come to her. He carefully cleaned his toys and put them away before stripping off his clothes and joining Cassie in the shower. He ignored her while he turned on the shower and adjusted the water temperature. When he was happy with the temperature he turned to her and turned her to face him. Her eyes remained downcast and she docilely obeyed him. He lifted the showerhead from the holder and sprayed down her body then replaced the showerhead. He picked up the soap and rubbed it between his hands getting them very soapy then he put it back on the soap dish and turned back to her. He gently ran his hands over her body, washing her with the soap on his hands, feeling the curves of her body as he went. He caressed, twisted and pinched her breasts and nipples before moving on to her stomach. He slowly lowered his hands to her hips then to her thighs. He let his hands wander between her legs.

            “Please, no more…I can’t…”

            He leaned his head down to kiss her forehead.

            “You don’t have to do anything right now, baby. I’ll take care of you.”

            He turned from her to rinse his hands then lifted the showerhead from the holder again. He gently rinsed the soap from her body again running his hands over her, following the water as he ran it down her form. He hung the showerhead back on its hook and re-soaped his hands. Leaning forward, he kissed her, forcing his tongue between her lips. He finally pulled back and stared at her before running his right index finger down along her cheek.

            “Turn around.”

            She silently obeyed his order and turned to face away from him. He began to wash her body again starting with her shoulders. He worked his way down her arms then moved to her back and slowly made his way down to her buttocks. When his washed her hips he slipped his hands down and pushed a finger into her anus, shoving her forward. She put her hands out and caught herself against the shower stall wall as she cried out.

            “Shhh.”

            He again rinsed his hands then took down the showerhead and rinsed the soap from her body. He re-hung the showerhead and turned back to her. He stepped close and reached around her to put his left hand over her tits, his right hand went to her pussy. He pinched and pulled on her nipples as he also rubbed her clit.

            “Please…I’m so sore…”

            “You’ll get used to it, baby. We do this often enough, you won’t be sore anymore,” he whispered as he fingered her pussy, mixing her juices with the water from the shower.

            He drew the wetness back to dampen her other hole and carefully probed it with his fingers. He put first one then two fingers up her anus as she moaned. Finally, he managed to get three fingers up her asshole. He slowly worked his fingers up and down inside her, finger fucking her butt.

            “You’re so damn tight,” he whispered in her ear. “I’m going to love fucking you in the ass.”

            “Please, no…don’t…”

            He ignored her pleas and removed his fingers, carefully lining up his prick with her asshole and pressed forward. He grabbed her hips and leaned into her forcing his penis further into her anus. She squirmed and yelled trying to pull away from him.

            “Don’t fight me,” His voice had a menacing tone that made her freeze.

            He continued to push inside of her, holding her hips firmly in his hands. She whimpered and squirmed but no longer tried to pull away. He gave a final hard lunge and felt his tool slip fully into her gut as she cried out.

            “God, Cassie, you feel so good,” he crooned. He slid his hands up her body to again grab hold of her boobs. He worked his hands over her chest as he held his prick inside her for a few minutes. He moved his right hand down to rub her clit, continuing to pinch and twist her nipples. He slowly started to slide in and out of her. “I love you, Cassie. You feel so good.”

            She whimpered and moaned as he continued to fuck her ass. His hands worked over her tits and pussy as he slid his dick in and out of her asshole. His moans became louder as his tempo increased. She fought back tears when the pain intensified. He finally grabbed her to him and held tightly as he shot his load deep inside her. He slumped against her, breathing hard. He stood against her, his hands cupping her breasts until his member finally shrank, relaxed and slid from her anus. He kissed her ear and moved his lips down along her neck to her shoulder before pulling away.

            “That was incredible, baby,” he whispered, running his hands through her hair.

            He turned back to the water and lifted the showerhead from its hook. He took the soap and, with the showerhead in hand, turned back to Cassie. He sprayed her back with the water paying particular attention to her ass then hung the showerhead back on its hook. Soaping up his hands again he washed her back again then rinsed her off once more, carefully cleaning her butt. He then lifted a bottle of shampoo from the shelf, wet down her hair and shampooed it then rinsed it. Turning her to face him he stared down at her for a moment before covering her lips with his. He then turned off the water and opened the door to the shower stall.

            “Let’s get dried off and I’ll fix dinner.”

            He guided her out of the shower stall and lifted a large towel from a nearby shelf. He toweled her dry then wrapped a towel around her hair. He dried himself and hung up the towel he had used.

            “Why don’t you dry your hair while I get supper going, alright?”

            “Okay.”

            She went to stand in front of the sink and began brushing out her hair. He went to the kitchen area and pulled two small boxes of frozen lasagna from the tiny freezer along with a small box of frozen garlic bread. He began to heat the meal while Cassie dried her hair. She finished just as he set the meal on the table. He looked up when she laid the hairdryer back on the counter.

            “God, you’re beautiful.”

            He strode across the room and ran his hands through her freshly washed hair. He planted his lips against hers. He slowly pulled back and stood staring down at her.

            “Are you hungry?”

            “Yes,” she lied.

            “Do you like lasagna?”

            “Yes.”

            “Good. I want this evening to be special. Do you prefer white or red wine?”

            “I like white wine. Red wine makes me sick.”

            He smiled as he led her to the table. “I thought you’d be a white wine lady.”

            When she sat down at the table he placed a glass of white wine next to her plate. He quickly retreated to his seat after getting a glass of wine for himself. They ate the dinner in relative silence, only soft music from the stereo kept them company. When they finished he took their dishes to the sink and put them down. He returned to the table and took her left elbow in his hand, lifting her to her feet. He picked up the collar and replaced it around her neck then led her to the bed.

            “Sit down. I’ll put a movie in for us.”

            She sat down on the edge of the bed and waited while he inserted a movie into the DVD player. He removed his shirt, shoes and socks and sat down next to her. Once he started the movie he leaned into the corner against the wall and pulled her to him. He slipped his left arm around her bare shoulders so his hand rested against her breast, his fingers idly played with her nipple as the movie started. Halfway through the movie he pushed her aside so he could stand up and get undressed. He re-claimed his seat next to her and pulled her against his side again. His left arm was again draped over her shoulder and his fingers again went to her nipple. She had laid her hands primly in her lap, her legs stretched out across the bed, her ankles crossed, her head rested in the crook of his neck. He reached over with his right hand and pulled her right hand over to his lap. He wrapped her fingers around his prick and slowly ran her hand up and down his tool. He leaned his head back against the wall, moaning softly.

            “I’ve always loved Casablanca,” he said softly. “It’s one of my favorite movies.”

            “It’s a good movie,” she whispered.

            They watched the rest of the movie in silence. He caressed her breast while working her hand over his tool as it grew stiff again. When the movie ended he switched off the television and turned to pull her into his arms, reclining back onto the bed.

            “You’re so beautiful, Cassie. I still can’t believe we’re finally together.” He pressed his lips to hers and forcefully kissed her for several minutes before finally pulling away. His hands wandered through her hair as he stared into her eyes, whispering to her. “You’re wrists still look tender. I don’t want to cuff you again but I need to restrain you. What I have planned for tonight will hurt you. I’m sorry for that. It’ll only for a minute. I promise it’ll get better. Once your hymen is broken, it’ll feel good.”

            He kissed her again and let his hands move to her breasts before shifting their positions so she was lying flat on her back. His hands traveled back up to wrap around her lower jaw and neck.

            “I need to fasten the collar down, baby. I’ll be as gentle as I can.”

            “Please, I won’t fight, I promise.”

            “I’m sorry, baby. I have to. You won’t be able to help it this first time.” He stared down into her eyes as he connected her collar to a chain bolted to the head of the bed. “I won’t tie your arms, okay?”

            “Please.”

            “Do you want the blindfold?” he asked as he caressed her face.

            She shook her head. “Please, don’t.”

            “Okay, we won’t use it.” He smiled down at her as climbed on top of her, forcing her legs apart and slipping between them. “I love you, baby.”

            He covered her mouth with his and forced his tongue between her teeth. His left hand fondled her tits, his right hand slid down between her legs and began to tease her clit. He pinched and squeezed her nipples in rhythm with her clit as his swollen prick prodded her wet pussy. Slowly, he started to push his member inside her, causing her to draw her breath in sharply.

            “Relax, Cassie. It won’t hurt so much if you relax, baby,” he whispered in her ear.

            He continued to let his hands roam over her as his slid further into her cunt. He moved slowly, allowing her time to adjust to his intrusion. He kissed and nibbled on her neck and ear, his hand working on her breasts and clit. He pushed in further, feeling his dick hit the resistance of her hymen he slowed his thrusts. He leaned forward and kissed her lips.

            “I love you, Cassie,” he whispered before thrusting viciously, breaking through her hymen in one plunge.

            She screamed and grabbed his shoulders, trying to push him away, her legs thrashing wildly against the bed. His hands held her hips firmly, once through her barrier he stopped his thrusts and remained still for a moment, waiting for her pain to pass.

            “Oh, God, please stop,” she begged, fighting tears. “It hurts so bad. Please, stop, please.”

            He leaned forward again to kiss her trembling lips.

            “It won’t always hurt, Cassie. Just this once, baby. Believe me, I’ll make you forget the pain in a minute.”

            “Please, stop.”

            “Not now, baby. I’m already halfway there. Even if I wanted to, there’s no way I could stop now. But I don’t want to, Cassie. I love you and I’ve waited so long to fuck you. I’m not stopping now.”

            He waited another moment then started his thrusting again. She cried out but he ignored her cries and pleas. His hands went back to working on her nipples and clit in rhythm with his thrusts. He started slow, gradually picking up speed. She soon forgot the pain and noticed a strange, warm, tingling sensation spreading up from her groin. Her hands slid down his back from his shoulders to his hips, her fingernails pressing into his flesh as he thrust into her. He smiled as her hips began to lift to meet his thrusts. When she finally cried out and her vagina clutched his penis he could hold back no longer. He grunted loudly and shot his load into her. Fully spent, he collapsed on top of her. They both lay panting for several minutes before he finally rolled away to lie next to her.