Owned by My MC Stepbroter

Chapter7

He tugged off my jeans with my panties and I stood naked. Fully exposed for him to do what he wanted and it got me excited. I imagined him taking me and slowly putting me on abed. Abed full ofroses and we would make love and he would continue to caress me as he did before, he would love me and this contract would just be a formality.

He didn´t need to make the contract. I would play along to his schedule. Making out that the only reason I come, is because ofthe contract. In time, he will see. In time, I would make him see.

He lifted me up and I felt like I was in aswing or something. It was weird. All the time, delicately putting mein the right position so that my legs were tied up.

I wondered who had built the house. Did his dad know? Did mum know? Who else used the room or was it just his room? His to have pleasure with whoever he pleased, whenever he pleased. All these questions were going round in my mind until I felt it. As he continued to strap my legs and my arms reached up high and were tied together. I didn´t even know where I was sitting or how I was suspended up in the air. I couldn´t even try and feel my surroundings. I was blinded and only he knew what was going on. He knew exactly what he wanted from me.

I felt his cock in between my legs. Thick and long, just like I remembered it was the first time. I smiled at the idea of it being inside of me.

Then, he pushed me back and my pussy welcomed being filled by his dick. My tits bounced of his chest and within a flash a second where back in the air. Swinging back out.

“Arrh!”

I cried out, it was so thick and my pussy was still tight from only losing my virginity a few days ago. “Did it hurt?”

He called out as he thrust back inside ofme. Pushing me as far back as possible and then springing right back into me. I didn´t knowhow to respond. Did he want to hurt me? Was he doing it for pleasure or pain?

The harder he thrust the more I cried out. “When I ask you a question you respond!”

He screamed as he held on to my wrists and then again pulsed inside ofme. “Yes sir, it hurts!!”

I responded without hesitation. It hurt so badly and then he slowed down and then instead of swinging me out, he kept mein position with his arms tucked around my butt and then pumped me.

I felt like a ballona tennis court. He was coming hard and fast. Deeper and deeper until he cried out as he reached his climax. The room was no longer cold. It was the complete opposite. I was no longer hearing the sound ofthe air conditioner, but the noises of his heavy breathing.

He put me on a stop or something. I could no longer swing and was held in position and then the tables were turned. “Whop-eesh!”

I heard the first time. Then, I heard it again. “Whop-eesh!”

Was that what I thought it was?

I shook at the sound ofthe noise. It was as if he a whip was being used, “You need to be punished … .” He quivered from a small distance.

“The contract was clear, you speak when spoken to.”

“ Sorry, Sir,” I cried out hoping that he would forgive me. I hadn´t done anything like this, I didn´t know the rules ofthe game. He was supposed to teach me.

“I will never do that again, Sir.” I said hoping to find some compassion in his heart. So he wouldn’t use that one me. Nothing felt right. The cold air returned as the only sounds I could hear was the noises from the whip.

“ Sir, please forgive me.” I cried out louder. Hoping that someone would hear, ifDamon didn´t want to listen to what I had to say. He had to think twice about it.

I thought we connected just then, but then it all hit home. He never kissed me. He never promised love. He made me sign a contract and then blindfolded me and put me in a room. I was just a body for him to use. I was confused, course I was because up until last week I was a virgin.

Saving it for someone who loved and cared for me. I thought that was what I meant to him. No, I was just a toy and he was proving that tome. Right here and now.

“Please sir!”

I cried the first time he lashed at my back. It hurt so much and he made no sound as he did it.

Then, he took a pause and whipped in the air and I thought that gave me a few seconds to beg once again for mercy. I had to plead for him to stop. My hands were tied and so were my legs in a strap. He was the only person that could save me from this hell.

“ Sir!”

He stopped for a brief moment.

“Did it hurt?”

“Yes, sir. It really hurt … .” Once again, I hoped that it was the right answer. Once again, I hoped that he would do the right thing and let me go. Once again, all I had was hope.

“Good.” He said relieved.

“Good. Now, you understand what will happen to you ifyou do not behave then maybe you will think twice about it.