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His Little Pet (Sweetsubmission x ovalteenies)

"How do you feel, Jamie?" he said softly as she woke up suddenly, bringing both his hands up to squeeze at her arms gently, but being pulled up like that for hours on end he presumed just a poke would hurt a bit. "How does being a disobedient girl feel like?"
 
She gasped at his touch, but did not try to pull away or struggle. She looked up at him as he had said she should when being spoken to. "Not good sir." she said softly, she had managed to not soil herself all night long and the pressure was insane at the moment. She needed a shower and food and rest.. Real rest. She looked up at Joshua, hoping to see some mercy in his eyes.
 
"Right. It's horrible, no?" he stood up from her spot, somewhat amazed that the papers he laid down under her were not soiled in the least bit, and how she looked up at him then when he spoke. He walked over to the drawers where her skirt laid on top and went over to where he got the cuffs, procuring a key. "And have you learned your lesson? Are you gonna be a good obedient girl from now on?" he knelt down, showing her the key to her restraints.
 
Jamie watched him walk away, despair filling her as she began think that he wasn't coming back. But than he got the key to the handcuffs. She nodded quickly to his question, her face filling with hope at the thought of her wrists being freed. "Yes sir," she responded quickly, making sure to look up at him.
 
"Very good." he whispered, moving his hand to unlock the cuffs on her hand and soon as she was freed he helped her stand up, brushing her hair once again. "We have two hours until class begins, plenty of time to eat and wash." he moved his hand to remove her blouse so she was now completely naked in front of him. "Do you want me to wash you now?" his hands moved to her waist and rubbed her soft skin, tracing the curve to her hips.
 
Once her arms were freed, they fell helplessly in to her lap, swearing with pain as the blood pounded back into them. She cried out slightly, but was otherwise silent. She let Joshua help her stand up, leaning slightly into him. "Yes please," she said in response to his question. With her arms in as much pain as they were there was no way she would be able to clean herself properly, without the added pain. But a nice hot shower would feel wonderful, it would wash the nights chills away.

((Hey I'm off to bed at 4:31 am and I work tomorrow afternoon haha so night!))
 
A scant smile went to his face at her apparent court behavior without so much as a hint of defiance though he knows full well that she was just hiding it and she was far from being molded to a girl he wanted her to be. "Come on, then." he said softly as he held her hand still to walk over to the bathroom, a splash of ivory that is the complete opposite of the colors in his bedroom. He sat her down gently on the toilet before going over to the bathtub shower and turning on the faucets warm waters, "You can relieve yourself now, I don't want our bathwater getting dirtied by urine or other wastes."
 
Jamie follows him to the bathroom, feeling like the shell of the person she was yesterday. She felt numb, and used. She sat on the toilet as he had told her too, the seat cold to the touch. When he old her she could go to the bathroom though she blushed red. She couldn't just pee in frot of him... He had to know that she wouldn't be comfortable doing that. However she had to pee so bad that she simply did, blushing red the whole time. She finished up as flushed the toilet than she put the lid down and sat back on that.
 
Past the rushing water rising on the tub, he could hear another one faint behind him. Soon enough, he thought, she'd be comfortable with more private things between them. Thin faint steam rose from the tub, the water a bit hot to the touch but it ought to help the girl in easing her ache in her body. He started to undress himself, throwing his silken shirt and pants down the hamper along with his boxers, leaving him naked as she was. "Come on, then. Time for me to wash you up." he said as he grabbed her hand and stood her up, pulling them both to lay on the tub with him leaning on the marble corner with her on top of him, the soft arch on her bare back against his chest.
 
She looked at him in surprise as he began to undress as well. She had assumed that she would be bathing.. alone, with him simply helping her wash. Her eyes were wide as he took her hand, and she stepped into the bath. The water stung at first, but her skin quickly got used to it, the heat a welcome change from her cold night. Once she was leaning back against him in the hot water, she sighed slightly in content. The heat was wonderful.. she could already feel her tense muscles relaxing, her arms becoming slightly less sore, though she knew the ache would be there all day. She closed her eyes, letting the water, and the heat consume her, she had even forgotten for a moment that she was sharing a bath with her teacher.
 
He watched Jamie lose the tension in her body against him, feeling her chest rise up and down in a much calmer state. All that would make him feel the same is to have her, whether or not that would help her feel the ache in herself leave her body he didn't cared. His hand went down on her, leaving a trail of touches from her belly to her bald mound down to the gap in between her legs. "Do you want to feel even better?" he whispered as he started to rub her warm slit, intending it to be hot not just from the water.
 
Her breasts came just barely out of the water, it lapped greedily at her skin, clinging to her in the form of droplets. She jumped slightly when she felt his hand on her, moving down her body. She opened her eyes, and watched his hand moving lazily down. When he touched her slit, she jumped slightly as she realized she was in quite a bit of pain down there. Her clit felt bruised and swollen, and everything else was puffy and sore. She shook her head lightly, she was so tired still....
 
He wasn't just going to back off with her refusing what he offered. "No? Well you'll get used to it, it will even feel better for you." he whispered to her as he started to slip his finger in her pussy, grinding his digit inside of her, feeling up for a sweet spot. His other hand went up to cup her breast, massaging and squeezing at the soft flesh, rolling her nipple in his fingers.
 
She whimpered and pressed her head back into his shoulder, regretting asking him for his help to wash her. Her already sore pussy clenched around his fingers, though she couldn't deny the pleasure he was causing as well as pain. She bit her lip as his hand pressed hard against her previously bruised bones. Her nipples erect with her bodies apparent excitement despite her mind set.
 
The soft yet tight grip her pussy gave around his fingers made him grin, feeling her grow warm in each move he made. "Hmm..good, no?" he whispered as the rhythm he made with his fingers grew. "You want me to fuck this sweet pussy now? It's only right, don't you think?"
 
She nodded obediently to his first words, her hips twitching softly from side to side. When he said his lasts words though she hesitated before reluctantly saying, "Yes sir," she let out a small breath, her eyes squeezing shut.
 
Even with himself submerge in water, his cock was still able to harden from the moment he touched her. His hands pulled back from the intimate touching and went to her legs, spreading her as he slipped down further for his manhood to spring up under her. Slow and steady, he slid his cock up to her tight entrance, each push up inside her felt like another feeling of warmth that the water pales in comparison to. As he was now base deep inside of her, he started to thrust up, sliding in and out hard.
 
She gasped as he slid into her, her knees going up. Her hands went to the edges of the tub, gripping onto them until her knuckled turned white. "Oh god..." she mumbled as her pussy flared to life, an inner heat spreading through her. She moaned loudly as he went deeper and deeper until he was finally all the way inside of her. When he started to thrust into her, she supported her weight on her feet, which we planted inches from her ass, inside his legs.
 
"You like it hard, huh?" he whispered into her, grunting a bit as he drove himself up harder, roughly like a beast just wanting his own release to come. "Why don't you tell me how big of a slut you are? Go on, moan how much you love getting your pussy pounded." splashes of water soon echoed in the bathroom as he rammed his cock in her heating pussy, aided in the sliding by her fluids she started to leak of.
 
She gasped, bringing her hand to her mouth, and closing her teeth around her pointer fingers first knuckle. She moaned again, loudly, "I'm a slut." she moaned, throwing her head back, "I love getting my pussy pounded hard sir." she sucked in a heard breath through her finger, water was splashing over the edge of the tub, and running down her face, but she ignored it.
 
24 hours didn't passed since he had raped her, when he first had his way with her, she would resist and curse and pull herself away. But now, amidst the splash of the water that crash towards them, the faint slaps of their skin underwater, and her moan of which the breath that came from it would stick to his skin he heard exactly what he bid her to say. Her pussy was growing moist and not from the bathwater as she clamped on him tight that he found it a feat that he could still thrust himself into her. "Yes.." he groaned in his short breaths, heat rising in his body. "You're not just a slut, you're my slut." his hand went up to grope at her breast, squeezing and massaging it hard as he fucked her.
 
Jamie mewled with her moans, her head rolling, she was quickly approaching an orgasm , she felt the pressure building and she could feel her juices flowing freely underneath her. If she had looked at this site not even a day ago she would have been disgusted, sneered, and made a comment, but now she was moaning with great pleasure. "Yes, you're slut.." she moaned, her hips bucking up and down against his thrusts.
 
He wasn't quick to praise her yet, but he was satisfied with her moaning her agreement. His cock twitched as his abdomen tensed, sensing he was near orgasm, though from how she was almost gushing in her juices and how tight her pussy was, how she was no longer restrained in showing her received pleasure, he sensed she was near it too. "Does my slut want me to cum in her pussy, hm?" he breathed against her ear as he continued to pound at her bucking rear, bringing his free hand down to rub at her swollen clit.
 
Her hands tensed even tighter around the edge of the tub, flexing, relaxing, and than flexing again as she reeled with her undeniable pleasure. "If it pleases you sir,.." she purred in response, turning her face into his warm neck. She blew out a puff of air as his hand went to her clit, her hips now moving in a oval pattern, grinding into his thrusts, and into his hand on her sensitive clit.
 
"And you love pleasing me, don't you?" he responded though not as soft as she did. With her hips dancing in the evident pleasure she's having, he could feel his need for release grow and grow in his thrusts and her grinding until he could no longer hold it. He pulled his hand that groped her breast out from the warm softness to bring down to her hips, holding her but not restricting her movements as he rammed into her in deep orgasm. He groaned as thick streams of his cum spurted out from his twitching cock, intense as if in explosion, coating her already slick walls of his seed.
 
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