Alessio
Who would have thought that Dr. Catherine Ross would be a pain junkie? Who would have thought that she would be so beautiful and perfect for me? Her bad self esteem is a bit of a turnoff, but that I can fix. With praise and appreciation she will soon learn to be more confident in her body.
On the other hand her confidence in her line of work is a major turn on, as well as her defiant behavior. Of course I will have her sweet and submissive once I’m done with her, but that will only be towards me. I will still want to see that defiant and independent persona towards others. It will be a requirement when she becomes Mrs. Peccati. I can’t have my wife giving in to every other man or woman that comes our way.
Catherine My whole body hurts as I wake up. Every muscle object as I roll over to look at the time. My mind is kind of fuzzy about what happened yesterday after he whipped me. I kind of remember him touching me inappropriately and forcing me to allow him. He kept going even when I begged him to stop after he brought me to an orgasm. I feel my stomach turn and I stumble as fast as I can out of the bed towards the bathroom. I don’t make it before the contents of my stomach decide to empty itself all over the floor. There is not much so I mostly dry heave. When the cramps finally die down I curl up in a tight ball on the floor and cry. I cry out of embarrassment at what I allowed him to do. I cry for the loss of the last ounce of dignity I had. I cry out of anger and regret.
Catherine “Good morning, Catherine.” His use of my name sends a shiver of pleasure down my spine. “It would be rude to let you eat all on your own, so I am here to join you.” “That is very thoughtful of you, Mr. Peccati, but I can assure you I find no imprudence in taking my meal without your presence.” I say in a mocking tone and raise a challenging brow. His grin grows at my rude words and tone. “I really wouldn’t mind a repeat of yesterday evening. But I think your body needs to heal before you can take another whipping. Or maybe you feel ready for a repeat already?” I swallow tightly and avert my eyes to look down at my empty plate. “I didn’t think so.” I hear the door closing and the click of the lock turning before his steps take him over to me. He sits
Warning! Contains rape! Alessio Her milky white skin is marred with the lines from her whipping yesterday. They all have a soft pinkish red tint to them and some of them are still a bit swollen. Her big ass is sticking right up and her legs are tied out to the sides, leaving her pussy and anal open for anyone to see. No! Not anyone. For me to see. I will be the only one to ever see her like this. There are no traces of arousal on her dark pink folds, but that is going to change. A good spanking will have her dripping and begging me to take her. I remove my trousers and underwear. My cock is already semi hard. It has been in a constant state of semi hard since I took care of her yesterday. Not even jerking off one time last night and two times this morning has helped. The o
Catherine The door slams shut behind Mr. Peccati as he leaves the room in an angry hurry. He is irritated at me for some strange reason. Why would he be angry with me when it’s him that has done the bad. He raped me… He really did it! I can barely comprehend what just transpired. I feel sick. I feel disgusted and dirty. Stained and ruined for all eternity. I hurry out of the couch to go to the bathroom and throw up again but freeze once I’m standing. Something sticky and viscous is running down the inside of my leg. I look down and see the sticky white substance of his semen lightly streaked with red. The sight has my stomach cramping and I slap my hand over my mouth to try and contain anything that wants to come out and rush to the bathroom.
CatherineIt is long past lunch as I make my way down to the hospital wing with Pierto in tow. I missed lunch as well but I figured that Mr. Peccati wouldn’t mind. I had recently eaten the food Mrs. Marino had brought me and I still didn’t have full control over my feelings. I still don’t. It feels like I can break down and cry any minute but being out in public helps keep the tears at bay. I don’t want anyone to see me cry.Dr. Davies is in his office when I arrive. I can hear the sound of someone hammering and sawing in the newly appointed storage room so I go there first to see how it goes. A young man in his early twenties is deeply focused on his task in the messy room.“Hello.” I say loud and clear to make sure he hears me.
AlessioI have not gotten anything constructive done today. It didn’t even feel good to torture Gregor. He’s not far of dying now after days of torture and no food. I don’t even feel pleased that he’s dying. Instead I feel irritated, frustrated, wound up and furious. And all those emotions are directed at myself and some at Catherine.She cried. I fucked her, had her cumming so hard and she fucking cried! Fucking bitch! The disgust and hate in her eyes has me feeling restless and unsatisfied. I don’t really care if she hates me, not really. There is not much to love. But disgust. She’s disgusted by me and by the way she reacts. Because I know that she reacts positively to what I do. She fucking drips with arousal when I beat her.
Warning! Contains rape!Alessio“Please! Let go of me. Please don’t do this again.”“Be silent. I’m taking you back to your room.” I growl at her as I drag her through the corridors to her room. When we get there I place her on the bed and stand in front of her. She is crying and her body is shaking. Her eyes are shut tightly and her nose is running. “Stop crying!” I shout at her. She whimpers and flinches away from me, crawling up on the bed to the headboard.I grab her ankle and drag her towards me on her back. She kicks and screams. I grab the other ankle as well to prevent her from kicking me. Fuck! I might need to tie her up again. My trousers grow tight at that thoug
Warning! Contains rape!CatherineI stop resisting. There is no reason to keep trying. He has made up his mind and he won't bend, won’t change his decision. Why would he? He’s used to getting what he wants. No one ever dares to refuse him for fear of retaliation. I can only hope that Dr. Davies buys those pills for me to prevent pregnancy.His thrusts get rough and angry. He wants to punish me for refusing him, for denying him to own me. It hurts with the force he’s using but at the same time there is this sweet, wonderful pleasure. Every thrust stroke every inch of my inner walls, rubbing against all those spots that I have trouble finding on my own. He reaches between us to rub my clit and when he bites my nipple the sensation of pain and pleasure has my body