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Mark sat back in his chair quickly crossing one leg over the other. His red silken robe fell over his leg showing the top of his knee and the loafers that were on his feet.
In his fingers he held a long golden and black cigarette holder, which he was twirling in a pattern the smoke trailing a bit as he looked at the fire glowing in the fire place before him. He was leaning over, with one elbow on the side of the chair while he played with the holder. . He seemed to be transfixed by the fire.
On the side table was a small glass half filled with whiskey and a large ice cube that his butler had made for him. Taking a puff on his cigarette he exhaled the smoke before suddenly jumping hearing a small clanking sound in a nearby room. Causing his eyes to narrow. Quickly taking a sip of his drink he placed it upon the awaiting tray his butler had before grabbing the cigarette holder between his teeth.
"Mr. Iplier."
His butler said as he walked over to the side of the room to the door of his study and opened the door with his hand as Mark stormed out of the study with quick strides. The robe still falling down his leg. His loafers shuffled on the hard flooring.
Quickly turning around the corner Mark made his way into a side room where as quickly as he stepped in, he quickly flicked on the light.
Sprawled out on the floor rubbing your wrists and knees, there you were on the carpet, about five feet away from a very large cage. Your face scrunched up in anger. You looked up as Mark stood over you looking down at you with his cigarette holder still in his mouth.
"You-" he said in a gruff tone of voice, "Did you try to escape again?" He asked.
You didn't respond to his question instead looking around the room trying to find a means of escape, but it seemed the room was pretty much impenetrable. Mark noticed you trying to find a way out.
"You remember, you signed your life away when you signed the contract. You knew what kind of life awaited you and even still now, you are defiant as ever." He said as he put the cigarette holder on the end table, sitting down on the couch as he took another long drag from the cigarette.
You narrowed your eyes looking up at him. "So what? I'm just supposed to sit back and let you fuck me in every room of my house every day, for the rest of my life?"
"You and I both know that is an exaggeration my dear." He said as he took a few steps over to where you were laying and looked down at you.
He extended a hand out to you as he held your gaze with his own. "Now get up."
You furrowed your brow at him. "I will not."
He scoffed looking down at you. "Oh? What will you do? Make me angry?" He chuckled, "Do you remember how that went last time?"
Your mind flashes to you being bound and gagged, your face flushes remember the feeling of that paddle hitting your skin over and over, and the feeling of him pounding into you relentlessly.
"Yes...I remember." You mumbled looking away from him, not wanting him to see the fear in your eyes.
Mark then knelt down so he was eye level with you. "You signed a contract dear." He said softly. "This is your fate now, and you have no one to blame but yourself."
You stared into his eyes seeing the fire there, the passion and anger. "BUT you obviously tried to escape the cage I so graciously put you in, and for that..." He trailed off before you looked away from him as you felt his finger under your chin. "For that you will be punished."
You swallowed, feeling your heart start to race and your body start to heat up.
"A...again?"
"Yes Again. Until you start learning your place and abiding by my rules, we will be having these 'tutoring' sessions."
You gulp as you stare into his eyes.
"Unless you want to break the contract." He runs his finger down your bare body and back, "But I highly doubt that's what you want to do."
You felt yourself tremble. "...no..." You mutter, "I don't want to break the contract."
Mark then let out a deep chuckle and stood back up before he extended his hand out to you once more. "Good, then you agree you deserve the punishment for trying to escape your cage?" He asks as you reach up and grabs his hand, allowing him to help you stand up.
"You deserve to be punished for the wrong that you have done."
You bit your lip, as you stared at the man before you. Your eyes glancing over his body as he watched you, his eyes following yours.
"I know what you are doing, and I know what you are wanting, but not until you are reprimanded for what you've done." He said, his voice deep and filled with lust.
You gulped as he then took you by the wrist and walked you back to the study, you could feel your heart pounding, and the warmth pooling in between your legs.
The butler stood there with a fresh whiskey with ice on the tray as you both walked in.
"Benjamin," Mark stated, nodding his head at the butler.
"Yes, Mr. Iplier." He said bowing his head, "Will that be all?"
"Yes. You are dismissed and please, shut the door behind you."
"As you wish sir." The butler said as he bowed his head and left, closing the door behind him.
Mark then pulled you close to him and walked you to the end table next to the chair he had been sitting in before walking over to a small cabinet in the back of the large study. You stared at the fireplace as you watched the flames dance and the embers die out, wondering how much longer this would be.
Mark returned with a tool that was a thin metal rod attached to a wooden carved handle. He held it up in front of your face wiggling it a bit, it making swishing sounds as it broke the air. You couldn't help but stare at it.
"Now," he said, his voice still holding a calm and collected tone. "You tried to escape your cage." He said, "That means I can do as I wish with you as you see fit and I'm not going to sugarcoat this love. This is going to hurt." He says as he holds the rod up again, "And it's going to be hard, but I will get you to accept what you deserve. Do you understand?"
You gulp as you look back at the rod and back at him before nodding your head. "I...I understand." You whimper.
"I want you to put your knees in my chair, and wrap your arms around the front of it." He commands, as you look at the chair before doing as he says.
You sit down in the chair wrapping your arms around it. The cold wood and soft fabric pressing against your bare breasts and stomach.
"Perfect," He says as he walks over to the fire place and grabs the poker stoking the fire a bit before putting another piece of wood on. "You are very pretty like this." He states, walking over to you, "It will be nice to have something so good to look at after you've been a naughty girl. The way the fire glows against your skin..."
You gulp and then felt his hand upon your back.
"But first."
The rod was lifted and came crashing down onto your back, you let out a small cry as your skin began to burn with pain. "GAH!" You scream out.
"I want you to tell me you are sorry, and explain to me why you are being punished." He said as he smacks you again. You bite your tongue as you hold back a scream, you try to focus on anything but the pain that was going through your back.
"I...I am sorry..."
Another swipe of the rod hits you swiftly, "Sorry for WHAT?" His voice growls.
"I-I'm sorry for trying to escape my cage!" You yell as you feel the rod hit you again. "GAH! I'M SORRY FOR TRYING TO ESCAPE!"
"You are a naughty girl." He says as he smacks the rod against your back again, "You are a naughty girl who deserves to be punished for what you did."
You whimper in pain.
"Say it." He growls, "Tell me why you deserve to be punished."
"BECAUSE I AM A Naughty Girl!" You screamed out.
"Louder!" He yells at you, "Tell everyone in the world how naughty you are!"
You whimper as the rod came crashing down upon you.
"I'm a naughty girl! Im... I'm..." Your body shook, as he suddenly stopped.
"Well I'll be damned.." His voice lit in amusement as you suddenly feel his hand quickly wipe at your inner thigh. "You've become so wet.." He growled. "How very naughty of you."
Your eyes widened and your face flushed as you look back at him and then look down you notice how your body was reacting to this punishment. Your legs were trembling and your breathing was erratic. Your face flushed, and you were aching for his touch.
"Is this turning you on?" He asks, as he lifted the rod again, "Being punished like this?"
You shake your head, "No! I-I'm not turned on! This is a punishment! I'm not-" You squealed as the rod came crashing down upon your back again you cry out shaking again his fingers trailing the slick that was dripping between your thighs.
"No? Then why is this so wet?" He asks, his voice dark and hungry as he rubbed your slit causing you to bite your tongue. You look away from him and bury your face into the soft fabric of the chair as he kept rubbing you, "It's dripping down your thighs...it's all over my hand..." He growls.
You squeeze your eyes shut and try to stop the throbbing you felt in your core. You bite your lip trying to focus on anything but his touch as he rubbed your folds, but it was hard to. You wanted to push yourself against his fingers and ride them, but instead, the rod came crashing down again causing you to cry out.
"Oh yes! YES!" He growls, his hand still rubbing at you. "Such a dirty little thing you are...pushing your body up against my hand...like you want me to fuck you.."
You whimper, trying to hold back your body's reaction. But as he continued to touch you, and use the rod to make sure you were hurting and hurting good, you couldn't hold back any longer. Your body betrayed you as you felt your own juices drip from your sex onto his hand. You bit your lip trying to hold back your cries of pleasure.
Mark felt your body shaking in his grasp, and he felt his own body grow hot and his pants growing tighter and tighter as he watched your body squirm and heard the sound of your wetness dripping from your pussy as he rubbed at you. "Just listen to that." He purrs into your ear, "Such a wet slut...this is what you wanted all along, wasn't it?" He growls, "To have me punish you and then fuck you until you couldn't walk?"
You blush as he starts moving his fingers faster, the squelching from your pussy fills the study as you push your body up against him. He chuckles as he moves the rod away from you and sets it on the table. "You're so sensitive." He purrs, as his fingers were still buried deep in your cunt. "I think it's time we do this."
You shiver as you watch his hands move away from your sex and walk around to the front of the chair, your eyes following him, but you watch in confusion as he bends down on the floor in front of you. You bit your lip as you watch him, his red silken robe falling over his back, his chest exposed, and his hair tousled as he leaned forward.
You stare at his face as he looked up at you, his lips glistened with saliva as he stared at you. "Open your legs." He orders, his voice sounding dark and needy.
You whimper but slowly open your thighs.
"Wider."
You then open them more, exposing yourself to him even more.
"That's a good girl." He purrs, his eyes gazing at your pussy. His fingers trailed over your clit as he parted your lips with his fingers. You looked down at him, biting your own lip as you watched him stare at your cunt, "So beautiful..." He whispered, "Such a wet pussy for me."
He then stuck out his tongue, running it up your slit, and licking at the juices that dripped from your opening.
You cry out, his tongue was so soft as he ran it over you.
"Ah!" You cried out, feeling his tongue enter you and explore inside you.
Mark moaned against you, feeling your wetness drip on his tongue. His hands grasped your thighs, keeping your legs open as he started to fuck you with his tongue. He slowly pulled it out before thrusting it back into you, again and again, until you were squirming in your chair.
He pulled back for air, saliva dripping from his chin, as you look at him and then down at his erection that was straining against the front of his underwear.
He reached down, rubbing himself, "I can't wait to be inside you.." He purred, "I want to be deep inside of you. I want to feel my cock buried so deep inside you I can feel your heartbeat."
You whimper, watching him as his hand continued to stroke himself over his underwear, his thumb rubbing his tip as he stared at you.
"I want to see you beg for me.." He says, "I want you to beg me to fuck you...I think that's still part of a suitable punishment for trying to escape don't you think?"
Your mouth goes dry, as you stare at him. Your hands gripping the arms of the chair.
"So do it.." He purred, "Beg for me."
You felt yourself quiver in your seat, your eyes looking back at him as he moved closer to you.
"I-I..."
"You...you what?" He purrs, his lips brushing against your ear, as he whispers to you.
You tremble as he suddenly pushed his knee up, and pressed it between your legs.
You gasp as he pushes it up against your clit. Your body began to ache for more, as he pressed it against you, grinding it into you as you began to slowly rock your hips against it.
"You poor thing, so desperate for simulation that you are willing to try and fuck my own knee." He chuckles, "Such a dirty slut."
Your face turns red and you whine softly as you kept grinding against him. Your head started to get cloudy with pleasure as you felt yourself getting close to an orgasm just by his own knee alone.
He finds amusement in this. Watching you as you start to rut against him, his knee rubbing you faster as he felt your juices begin to drip onto his leg.
"I want you to keep grinding on my knee, and keep your hands on the arms of the chair." He says, his voice growing dark. "I want the satisfaction of you cumming on my knee. Do you understand?"
You whimper and look back at him as you nod your head. "Y-yes, I understand." You start pushing against his knee harder.
"Good girl..." He purrs, watching you as he leans back and begins stroking himself. "I love seeing you like this."
You bite your lip as you stare down at him. His eyes are glued to you as you continue to rut against him, trying to find the right angle to hit the right spots as you started to feel that familiar pressure inside of you.
"Are you getting close?" He asks, as you whimper and nod your head. "Beg for me."
You look down at him, his fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking himself as you watched. You could see the precum leaking through his underwear and you could smell his arousal. You feel that pressure inside you and your body starts to shake. You squeeze your eyes shut, feeling yourself getting close to orgasm. It was humiliating knowing that I was about to release just cause of his knee.
"Oh fuck! Fuck! Please! Mark!" You cry out, as you suddenly felt it. The familiar warmth spreading from your belly all over. Your legs quivering as your toes curled as you feel yourself climax. You hold onto the chair tightly as you continue to ride his leg, feeling his knee grow slick with your wetness as you rode it faster and harder.
A chuckle arose from his lips. "You really are a slut." He says, "So desperate for me that you couldn't even wait until after your punishment to cum."
You blush deeply as you look down at him your slick dripping down his leg. "I-"
"It's ok." He purrs, "It's ok, baby..." He stands up, his wet hand running through your hair, "You did very good." He kisses your cheek, "You took your punishment like a good little girl."
You bite your lip as he pulls back from you. You then watch as he strips off his underwear and stand before you. His cock is hard and dripping with precum.
"Do you see what you've done to me? You see how hard I am for you?" He asks, stroking himself as you watch him. "This is all for you."
Your eyes follow his hand as he strokes his cock, his thumb rubbing the tip as you stare at his cock.
He moves towards you, as you look back up at him, "Open your mouth." He growls.
You tremble as you slowly open your mouth, feeling his fingers wrap around your hair. He tugs on it lightly as his cock rubs against your lips. "Suck." He demands, "Suck and let me know how much you want me, and if its good enough...I'll fuck you."
You whimper softly as you take his cock in your mouth. Your tongue licks at the tip of his cock as he starts to push it deeper into your mouth. You gag slightly as it hits the back of your throat, but he pulls back a bit. "That's a good girl.." He purrs, "Now show me how much you want me."
You moan against his cock as you start to bob your head slowly, hearing his breathing become heavy as you do. "Mmm that's it...fuck you feel so good." He moans as he moves his hand from your hair. "Suck it like a good slut."
You feel yourself wanting to gag again, but you tried your best to swallow his cock as best as you could. You suck and lick at his shaft as you moan around him, making him moan in return.
"Oh fuck yes! Mmmm!" He pants as he feels himself getting close. "Oh fuck! Okay, Okay, that's good enough for me." He pulls away from your mouth with an audible pop. You lick your lips as you look up at him as he strokes himself again. "Get on the table." He growls.
You gulp and slowly get off the chair as you walk over to the table nearby. Mark followed close behind, his fingers gently brushing across your back as you move to lie on the table. You lay your head on the soft pillow and look back at him as he positions himself between your thighs, rubbing himself against you.
You whimper softly as you watch him. His hand rubs at his cock, spreading your wetness over it. "You are so wet for me..." He purrs as he rubs himself against your clit, making you shudder. "So sensitive...so...Mine!" He suddenly grabs your hair thrusting himself inside of you.
You cry out and whimper as he suddenly pushes into you, filling you with his cock. You claw at the table as you feel him moving inside you.
"So warm and tight.." He groans as he moves inside you, thrusting himself in deeper, "This is where my cock belongs." He growls. "This is where I belong!" He slaps you, making you gasp as you look back at him. "I'm going to make you scream, and I'm going to make you cum until you can't even see straight!"
You whimper and mewl as he continues to fuck you, his thrusts were rough and deep, he was claiming you and making sure that there would be no denying that he was the one who owned you.
He kisses you, pushing you against the table as he pushes himself deeper into you. His hand goes to your throat, squeezing it tightly as his other hand grabs your hips.
"Oh...Mark. MARK!" You cry out, feeling him claim you, his hips slamming against yours, and the sound of your bodies smacking together.
He chuckles darkly. "That's it baby. I want to hear you." He snarls as he continues to fuck you. "I want to hear my name fall from those pretty lips!" He slaps your ass again, making you cry out again. "Yes, yes! Oh fuck! You feel so good. Such a tight little cunt for me!" He moans.
You start to feel your body heating up, and your legs start to shake. You squeeze tightly around him, hearing him groan as you do.
"I felt that." He says, "I felt how tight you are around me. Does my cock feel so good that you can't even control yourself?" He chuckles, as he moves faster inside of you, his thrusts becoming sloppy as you started to feel yourself getting closer to a second orgasm.
"Y..Yes.." You whimper, your fingers curling against the table as you tried to hold on. "Mark...I-I..." You whimper as he keeps fucking you.
"I know.." He growls, his cock twitching inside you as he grunts, "I'm going to fill you up, baby..you are going to take all of my cum. Do you understand? All of it." He slaps your ass again, making you cry out in pleasure.
Your legs start to tremble, as you feel him moving inside of you, and you let out a long moan as your eyes roll back. "Yes Master. I...I will! I promise...I...I..." You cry out as your body starts to shake. "I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum again!"
He chuckles darkly as he thrusts inside of you vigorously, his fingers tightening around your throat. "I know. I can feel it. Cum for me baby. Cum on my cock."
Your fingers claw at the table, your back arching, as you start to see stars. "Mark! Mark! MARK!" You scream his name, your voice echoing throughout the room and could even be heard by Benjamin who stood outside the study.
Mark moans loudly as he feels you cumming around his cock. "Fuck..fuck.." He snarls, his fingers tightening around your throat as he continues to thrust inside of you, feeling you squeeze around him tightly.
He throws his head back as he starts to feel himself release. "Oh fuck!" He roars, his cock releasing his cum inside of you. He releases his fingers from your neck and grabs onto your hips tightly as he cums inside of you, filling you up with his seed.
You lay on the table as he finishes inside of you. He pants heavily as he looks down at you, his hands gently running over your body as he pulls out of you.
You whine softly as he does. He watches as the mixture of your juices drips from your pussy and onto the floor. He chuckles as he reaches down and rubs your clit. "Such a messy girl..." He purrs.
You bite your lip as you watch him, feeling him rubbing at your clit again. "W..wait we aren't done?" You mewl.
He smirks and shakes his head as he grabs your hair and tugs it. "Oh no." He purrs, "We're just getting started."
Your eyes grow wide as he turns you around and walks you over to his chair and sits down on it. Your eyes widened. "H..how are you already hard again? You just came..."
He smirks as he pushes you to your knees. "What can I say.." He chuckles, "You got me so excited that I can't help but want more." You sit back in the chair spreading your legs. "And I think we are both in agreeance, one load isn't enough to fill you."
Your face burns red as you bite your lip and look at his cock. It was hard again and glistening with your own juices from where you came on his cock only a few minutes before.
"What are you waiting for?" He asks, "It's your turn to ride me."
Your heart starts to race in your chest, but you wanted it. You wanted him. You wanted his cock and you wanted to feel him fill you again. You then crawl between his legs and you take his cock into your hand as you hover over him, his hands grasping at your waist.
You slowly lower yourself on his cock, hearing his breathing change and feeling him inside of you again. Your fingers run through his hair as you start to move on his cock, riding him slowly.
Mark moans softly, watching you as he feels himself get excited again. "That's it. Nice and slow..." He purrs, "Just like that baby."
You whimper softly, your hips rocking slowly on him. You could hear him moaning softly, as you started to feel his cock twitch inside of you.
"Mmm...s..so good..." He purrs, "I love seeing you like this."
You moan softly as you start to move faster. You could feel his cock growing hard inside you again as you ride him. Your head starts to get cloudy as he starts to move his hips, fucking up into you.
"Oh fuck!" He moans as he thrusts into you harder and faster. You whimper, squeezing around him as you look back at him. He looks at you, a lust-filled stare in his eyes as he pants looking up at you.
You start to feel yourself getting close again, and you can hear him moaning and grunting underneath you as his cock twitches inside of you. You start to bounce on his cock, wanting to feel him release inside you again. You squeeze around him tightly, your body starting to heat up again.
He smirks at you and leans up, his hand grabbing your throat as he kisses you hungrily. He pulls back from your kiss and stares into your eyes as he begins to thrust into you.
"Yes!" He growls as he starts to move faster. "FUCK!" He roars. "Oh god! You're so fucking tight! You feel so good! You feel so good!!!"
His teeth gritted as he looked up at you, a primal look in his eyes. His fingers tighten around your neck, as you whimper and moan, starting to feel yourself get close again.
"Yes! Yes!" He snarls, "I want you to cum again for me! Coat my cock you bitch!" He roars, as you feel your body quaking, and your legs start to shake.
"Fuck! Fuck! I'm gonna...oh fuck I'm gonna..." You moan, feeling his cock throbbing inside of you.
He grabs your hips tightly, thrusting into you faster, "Yes! Yes! Yes!" He grunts, his thrusts becoming sloppy as he started to release inside you.
"Oh god!" You cry out, feeling his cum spilling into you, and coating his cock as you squeeze around him as your eyes roll to the back of your head. "Mark!"
Mark growls as he releases inside of you again. His hand holds you tightly around your throat as you ride out your high, his fingers loosening from your throat. You lay down on top of him as you try to catch your breath, panting heavily as you feel him moving inside of you.
Mark purrs softly as he rubs your back, his hand gently brushing down your spine, making you shudder as you look up at him. "That's it, baby." He purrs, "There you go.." He smirks at you. "Did you enjoy that?"
You whimper softly as you nod your head. "Yes.." You mewl, "I really did."
He smiles at you as he sits you up, and slowly pulls out of you. You bite your lip as you feel his cum slowly drip down your leg. He chuckles and reaches for his robe, wrapping it around you as he sits you on his lap.
"Lay your head on my shoulder and rest." His gaze went back towards the fire. "I'll be here holding you."
You nod your head and cuddle up against him. You slowly close your eyes and drift off to sleep, your head resting on his shoulder as you do. Mark looks at you for a moment and kisses the top of your head. "Rest now, my darling." He purrs, "And please...don't ever try to escape again. Okay?"
You nod your head, "Yes Master." You mumble.
He smiles as he wraps his arms around you. "That's a good girl..."
You smile and fall asleep in his arms as he holds you close.