Captured slut

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Kylie found herself standing at the gates of his home, the car gone, no one around, completely alone with the man who had stripped her of all pride and success that she had built for herself. Yet she couldn’t help herself from walking alongside him as he made his way to the door, feeling the heat from her crotch build even more, the overwhelming arousal that she had built up was overtaking her thoughts. Even as she stepped over the threshold, Kylie couldn’t gather her thoughts, her eyes losing focus, her body craving his touch, it was only natural that when she felt him guide her further inside, she followed.

She found herself in his living room, Richard leaving her behind to slowly recline in a comfortable-looking armchair, looking back and snapping his fingers for her to come. Whereas she wouldn’t have imagined herself in this situation only mere hours ago, she eagerly came to his side.

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“We’re going to watch something together… On your knees.”

With idle thoughts of resistance returning, she looks to her side, meeting Richard’s gaze, and feels it shattered in an instant. Richard had pulled his cock free from his pants, letting it throb between his legs obscenely as they watched. While she wanted to be disgusted, Kylie couldn’t help but feel her mouth watering, the arousal she pushed down coming back up with an overwhelming force.

“Be a good girl and start sucking~”

He pulled his hand away, leaving Kylie as she repositions between his legs, all thoughts of struggling had gone, replaced only with the desire to feel him pulse his thick load across her tongue. She quickly got to work at servicing him, feeling his thick cock strain her mouth as she struggled to fit him inside, but his pent-up tension was eager to be released.

Before she could get comfortable, Kylie felt the first of many spurts of cum against her tongue, only something was different.The heat across her pussy became unbearable, and her body caved into an orgasmic bliss.

She let out a pleasure-filled groan around his shaft, her eyes rolling up into her head as her earth-shattering pleasures were forced onto her so suddenly.

“Oh? I take it my little surprise is working already~”

Leaning down slightly, he reveals something that would normally fill her with fear, but instead, only encourages Kylie to begin sucking eagerly as he speaks.

“You’re addicted to my cum~”

Letting out a chuckle, he continues with how thoroughly fucked Kylie is as she continues servicing his cock, eagerly throating him with each word.

“The aphrodisiacs in your panties made sure of that, you’ll never want to go a day without my load for as long as you live!”

Openly laughing down at her, Kylie feels a sense of utter defeat and humiliation, only above all, it’s tinged with an overwhelming sense of perverted pleasure. With his piece said, Richard begins enjoying his new toy once again.

Richard leans back in his armchair, letting his eyes drift closed as he savors his victory in the best way he knows how, with the loser’s lips wrapped around his cock. Focusing back onto her, he looked down, smirking at her hateful expression, juxtaposing her enthusiastic blowjob. He knew she’d have brief moments of clarity after each orgasm, but he didn’t think he’d enjoy her look so much.

It was an easy matter to claim what he wanted, especially after how she, or better yet, he disgraced her in front of her family. It was an embarrassingly shameful event! Everything went perfectly, and as Richard feels another orgasm nearing, he roughly grabs the back of Kylie’s head, clutching her tightly as he forces her face against his crotch. With his cock throbbing down her throat, he rewards her with his thick load, pumping it into her stomach as she retches and gags on his shaft. Kylie’s eyes flutter up into the back of her head for a moment, lost in a blissful orgasm, earning her relief. Though Richard finally lets go, letting her pull back to gasp for air before he snaps his fingers, signaling her to get back to ‘work’.

“Yes Sir…”

Her defeated tone only makes his cock throb even more, anticipating the soft lips of the woman he brought to heel so easily once again. The room was filled with the wet sounds of Kylie’s throat struggling to accept Richard’s cock, pulling back hesitantly with each twitch of excitement. Despite her slight reluctance that comes after each orgasm, Richard can clearly see the arousal across her face, smirking to himself as she can’t help but enjoy this time spent on her knees.

With the day coming to a close, Richard gives his toy another treat, letting his cum trickle across her tongue as she gently sucks on it. Once again, her body surrenders to the forced pleasures, giving way to the moment of clarity soon after. However, this was exactly what Richard wanted…

He stood from his chair, grabbing her hair as he forced Kylie to her feet, marching her up the stairs as she struggled. There wasn’t a word between them, only the futile thrashing of a once-proud girl who was about to be broken by her captor. Pushed into his bedroom, Richard lunges onto her, pushing her back onto his bed and spreading her legs apart. In a brief moment, he locks eyes with her, allowing Kylie a moment to wallow in her pathetic situation before feeling his thick cock painfully stretch her pussy. Kylie gritted her teeth to avoid moaning for him, but felt the haze of lust ready to overtake her again.

“Don’t try to fight it, this is what you’re meant for~”

It was a brief battle, trying to push the thoughts of submission away, she soon succumbed to it, wondering why she bothered fighting to begin with. As he furiously thrusted into her like a cheap fleshlight, Kylie let out a myriad of whorish moans for the man who had claimed her body. Unable to stop herself from tightening her pussy around him with each thrust, the faint remains of Kylie’s old self forced a tear to form, streaming down her cheek as she moaned in rhythm with his thrusts.

Grabbing a fistful of her hair to not let her hide her moans, Kylie felt his cock begin tensing up again, squealing in a mix of anguish and eagerness for his cum to paint her pussy. The sticky flow of his cum sent her body over the edge, feeling him slam against her cheeks as he filled her, Kylie became a twitching mess on his bed. She babbled incoherently as she came for him, unable to control her body, she simply accepted the mind-numbing pleasure he gave her. Though there was no rest, instantly she felt his grip tighten again, lifting her face from the sheets as he began fucking her tight hole without pause.

Hours passed by like days, and after a tortuous session of being forced to cum for him, brought back to reality again and again, only to be thrust back into depravity, Kylie had given up. She knew deep down that there was no coming back from this, and instead of relenting in her moments of clarity, she continued to perform for him. The lines between her old and new personality blurred to the point that they didn’t exist, all that remained was the eager slut he had created.

Days had gone by, and Kylie had become nothing more than exactly what Richard had proclaimed her to be, what he wanted her to be for him. Waking up to the sight of her pert butt wiggling beside him, ready to be mounted, he accepted her final offer of submission, turning Kylie from his object of desire, to his live-in slut.

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  1. Richard
    November 3, 2023 om 12:24 am

    I think this scenario would be hotter with more consent. Not addiction, desire. A guilty pleasure. An attractive partner that is humiliating, but, accepting, even needing that shame. Some woman of power and position, glad to let go, yet railing against the powerlessness as a modern woman.

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