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Sex Slave Cinderella (butterfly0408/LifeonMars)

Paige clenched her teeth together, "One..." she was able to groan out. "Two..." she grunted out again with the second strike, "...three..." and so on and so forth with even and every strike. She really did not want the reward he was promising her. His rewards were nothing that any woman in her right mind would want. But she would rather one of his rewards then more punishment. And so she struggled through it, "Thirteen... fourteen.... fi...fifteen."
 
His eyes flashed with momentary anger as she succeeded in his task, his desire to punish her still rising within him. He soon calmed down and smiled, though she could not see it, and gave her one last smack on her bottom for good measure. "Good girl," he told her like he was congratulating a pet, "you did well for yourself. That means you get a special treat."

He turned and approached the chest of toys, leaving the paddle on the nightstand as he reached in for one of his favorites. His wife may not let him take her true virginity but she made no effort to sop him from taking her other holes. The raw humiliation of taking her from behind that way was exciting and Robert thought that the only reason he was allowed that much was because of how much she enjoyed seeing that look of anguish on Paige's face.

He turned around, letting Paige see the carved dildo that he hadn't used on her in some time. "You're lucky slave. Your reward it that tonight we'll use lubrication."
 
Paige's face went pale. She always tried her best to hid her unhappiness with somethings, but it was hard to do that when he pulled that mock cock out of the box. It was this look on her face, where her expression on changes slightly, her jaw grew tense and the emotion in her eyes changed to the slightest hint of terror. How her step mother did love that look on Paige's face. It was one of the best things in her days and nights. And she knew as well how to make her even more humiliated and sore.

With a smile, Juliet walked over to her husband and whispered into his ear, "Put it in her, use it a bit... and make her hold it there while we have our own play time..." it was half way between a suggestion, and a bit of an order, but she finished the thought up with a little nibble upon his ear.

The whole exchange left Paige wondering what sick ideas they were sharing with one another.
 
He shuddered into his wife's chest as her hot breath coiled around his ear felt her teeth. The look of evil lust in his eyes only grew as he obeyed, taking out the small vial of oil that would ease the passage into Paige's ass though not by much. He used as little as possible before we walked over to her bound form, holding the toy in front of her eyes and running his fingers over her spine. "You're going to take this," he told her, "and you'll hold like a good girl and tell us how much you love it." It wasn't a question, it wasn't an order, it was a statement of exactly how things would be. "And you won't take your eyes of your mother and I once, otherwise..." he let that trail of to let her mind fill in the blanks.

He drew it over her shoulders, running it down the small of her back as he stretched open her ass cheeks with his hand revealing her tight hole that dreaded what was coming. The dildo pressed against her ass, starting to stretch her open as Robert's breath grew faster over her. "Now...where do you want it slave?"
 
Poor Paige was so tense and it only grew more so as he teased and messed with her head. The anticipation of it happening was just plain.... horrible! By the time he finally reached the moment of horror, the lube was going to do no good at all from the tension in her whole being. It would be just like the first time he had stuck the damn thing up her ass. It hurt just the same every time, never getting better, and every time, it took a little piece of her soul away from her.

If they kept this up, Paige had no doubt that one day she'd just be like some kind of zombie. Alive, yet dead. Every night took her closer and closer to that dreaded fate.

As he kept pressing it closer to the point of entry, Paige groaned. It was an involuntary response. And music to Juliet's ears. She smiled wickedly. "Your master gave you orders slut. And what do you say?"

She wanted to cringe, but held back the urge, "Give it to me hard master. Right up the ass where a slut deserves it."
 
He needed no invitation. Gripping her waist with one hand he drove the evil toy into her ass with one strong shove. He grinned as he watched her squirm, feeling her body trying to force out the intruder as he pushed deeper inside of her. He only stopped to pull back and thrust in again, debasing her into nothing more than a piece of meat. "Hope you're enjoying this slut," he growled at her. "Little whore gets what she deserves and nothing better." He slapped her as for good measure as he ravaged her, more forceful than usual that night.

"Come here Juliet," he ordered. His voice was hard and demanding, the adrenaline pumping through his body driving him on. All this work with Paige had driven him past the point of return as evidence by the throbbing erection he carried. "Let's give the little slut a show."
 
Juliet watched and smiled wickedly, enjoying her show before it was time to put on her own. Juliet could not explain what it was about watching Paige suffer that made her feel so wonderful inside. Something about Paige. Her youth, her beauty, being born into such a cozy place as a Baron's daughter when had to work and struggle up the latter to get there. Paige didn't deserve such things, and she would never let her forget that. Make sure she never got nice things. Ever.

Paige whimpered as he fucked her with the toy in her ass. It was painful every time. There never was a getting use to this. It would pain her every time. Even if not physically... certainly emotionally. She was so happy when he bid Juliet join him for it meant that for at least some time they would leave her be, even with it still in her ass. It was better then nothing.

Juliet slipped her hands around him and pulled his naked body against her, "At least. I thought you would forget about me. Do you enjoy playing with the toy more then you do me?" She was only teasing him, but she did sometimes wonder... her mood suddenly changed and she captured his mouth in a fierce, wild kiss, tugging him towards the bed.
 
Robert said nothing in response to her question, only going with her kiss and following her to the bed. He knew his desire for Paige would infuriate his wife so he always kept it hidden, forced to take out his frustrations with her and another girl of the house. But damn him if his lust for Paige and her precious virginity did not increase with every night session! He pushed Juliet down to the bed, his body covering her he nipped and kissed and her neck, hands roughly grabbing her thigh as he pushed his manhood deep inside her.

"Watch slave!" He ordered. "Watch and hold that toy in your ass. Your mother and I will be very upset if you do." He pushed hard into his wife, pushing her into the mattress, pleasuring them and tormenting Paige.
 
Paige struggled to lift her head up and watch, but the position they had her tied up in made it hard. She could only really see a bit of them. She had to at least attempt it though, or suffer more punishment. "Yes master," she grunted out. She wanted to correct him when he called Juliet her 'mother.' That woman was no mother, not even really to her own children. A mother loved her children and protect them. Juliet loved no one but her self. Even through she wanted to, she kept her mother shut on the topic.

Juliet meanwhile growled like a wild beast as he thrust forth. The truth was... she knew. She knew his desires for Paige. It was all a part of her plans. The more he wanted the little slut yet could not have her, the shorter his lease really was. He just did not realize it. And yet... Juliet didn't realize he had other ways to slate him lusts besides her...

"Yes you little bit! Watch and enjoy it! Mmmm... you wish you had it like this, don't you bitch?" Juliet taunted as she reached her hands to grab and squeeze her husband's ass.

This was a hard question to answer. A double sided coin. "I would never want what belongs to you mistress..." she crossed her fingers and hoped that was what Juliet wanted to hear.

Juliet smiled and spanked her husband's ass while thrusting up with his rhythm, "That's damn right!"
 
He fucked her hard on the bed, feeling her hand slap his ass and returning it in kind by biting her shoulder. It always seemed to come to this, a hard fucking where both worked towards the feeling of domination and ownership that got them off. With Paige there to take the brunt of their aggressions things stayed in control somewhat, but there was no real feelings of love between them only base lust.

That's not to say it wasn't good sex though.

He grunted loudly into her neck as his hands gripped her hips. Pulling himself up he lifted her by her thighs and held her ass up in the air as he started pounding her hard, his eyes darting between Paige and Juliet's bouncing breasts. If only he had known how he was being played by his wife and if only she knew how shallow his loyalty to her really was.

"God, such a dirty slut!" He hissed at Juilet, "Love to make your slave watch us don't you?" This was the only place he really took the risk of raising his voice at her or degrade her in the slightest, the haze of hormones and sex revealing their base selves.
 
"Fucking bastard!" she countered with, letting her nails dig into his skin as her mouth pressed rough and hard against his, bitting at his lower lip between forceful kisses. Juliet was no longer focused on Paige. She had gone past the point of caring at all about Paige, even degrading the bitch, to the point where it was all about her and her own pleasure. She felt it rising and now it was time to just plow towards it until she got what she wanted. "Make me cum to horny, fucking, bastard!" she growled at him, "Look at me!" She grabbed his chin and forced his eyes away from Paige to look right at her and only her. He was not about to forget who it was that gave him all this. She gave it to him, and she could take it away if she ever wanted to as well.
 
And he listened. He threw himself into her, the sex angry and hard. His hands gripping her wrists and holding her down as he fucked her like his life depended on it. The room quickly filled with the sounds of their fucking, every slap of flesh punctuated by a swear or groan. "Take it you fucking bitch!" He growled as his hips smacked into hers and drove his cock deeper inside of her body. He licked and bit at her nipples as their sweaty bodies tangled on top of the sheets. "This bastards going to fuck you, crazy bitch, going to fuck you until you can't walk!"
 
"UGH!" she grunted and groaned, cursing back, biting him like some kind of animal. This was the closest thing they ever came to words of love. As Paige watched them, she sometimes wondered what it would be like to watch someone make love. Not fuck like wild animals. Make love. She knew she'd never see it, but often times, she still wondered what that would look like.

"FUCK!!" Juliet screamed out, digging her nails so deep into his back, she started to break the skin. "HARDER! FUCKING BASTARD! FASTER!!!" she screamed out, feeling her release draw ever closer to the surface. It was there, right there. Just a few moments longer, "AHH!!!" she screamed, but it was more in primitive fury then in any kind of pleasure.
 
He growled out in mixed pain and pleasure as she dug into his back, heeding the command to increase his pace. He moved like a piston his own climax moving in like a tidal wave. Each time he thrust into her his hands dug into her hips and caused the bed to bang into the wall to the brutal melody of their fucking. The contraction of her walls around him sent him over the edge and he let out a self-satisfying groan as he came hard, pumping his hot cum inside of her as he swore "Take it you filthy bitch! Take it whore!" His entire body spasmed as he rode the wave, pumping into her wildly before finishing it off with one powerful thrust.
 
"YES!!!" Juliet screamed out, throwing her head back in the ultimate of pleasures. "YES! FUCK! FUUUCK YESS!! You BASTARD! YESSS! AHHH!!!!" her walls clamped around his cock hard and tight as her orgasm crashed over her. It hit her just as hard and fast as the fucking that lead up to it had been. It was only a few brief moments of pleasure before it had passed however, leaving her panting, but not one bit weak. She grasped his chin and lifted his face to hers once more, "Who are you calling a whore? Certainly not I... I am a lady." Her eyes glanced towards Paige and she smirked, "She is the only whore here."

Paige went pale. She had hoped that she would have been forgotten in the aftermath of their sex, but she could not be that lucky, could she?
 
Juliet, not a whore? The though was enough to almost make him laugh. That's what drove him wild about her though, and of course her always inciting suggestions revolving around Paige. "Hmm, yeah. Little slut was watching us the entire time. What a shameful thing she is!" He crawled off his wife, slapping her ass as he left the bed to circle around Paige. "How was it whore? Did you like watching your master fuck his mistress?" He pushed the dildo farther up her ass, twisting it in emphasis. "Tell me how much you loved it," he hissed in her ear.

Without warning he pulled it out, giving her some relief as he stood up and came around to her front. He didn't remove it for her sake, he just preferred them to be tight when he used them. His cock was spent from the hard fucking just a moment ago and was still wet from their juices. "Clean me slave. Suck it off and get me nice and hard."
 
Paige groaned a little and responded automatically, knowing there would be even more pain then was already in store for her if she did not, "Yes master. I enjoyed watching very much. Very, very much master."

She groaned a bit, not wanting to do this, yet knowing full well that she must. No way around it. Not if she wanted it all to end quickly. Best to make fast work of him. "Thank you master," she muttered before wrapping her lips around his cock and starting to gingerly suck at him, running her tongue over his length, cleaning up all the cum from both himself and Juliet till there was none left. She did not stop however. Not until he would command her so.
 
His hands gripped her hair making sure she had no avenue for escape. That was what got him off, knowing he had complete control over every aspect of her. It wasn't enough to take away any freedom she had, it had to be that she knew it and knew it well. He was quickly growing hard again under her care, her soft wet mouth working expertly over his shaft. "She likes it, getting better every night..."

He let her continue until he was back to his full length, pulling back and brining himself around to her backside. There were only two holes Juliet allowed him to fuck in Paige, and even then he could see the jealousy in her eyes when he sued them. But damn...her ass was so tight he could only imagine what her untouched pussy was like...

He slapped her ass, commanding her to raise he backside. "Hope you're braced for it slut," he growled at her, fingers digging into her hips as he readied himself. He was going to draw this out as long as possible, brining her to the edge of fear before taking the plunge.
 
She seemed to shiver, but it was really much more of a shutter as he smacked her ass like that, knowing what was coming and ashamed of herself as she once more acted automatically and rose her ass up into the air, presenting it to him like an offering. A gift to him, even though he did deserve such gifts to be given to him. She could have had such promise if her life had not taken such a horrible turn.

"I'm ready master," she almost whimpered out, "Ready to be your fuck slut." She knew he'd like hearing something like that.
 
And like it he did. His cock was hard at attention and ready to fuck her into submission, to degrade her beyond redemption. "Then take it you little bitch," he growled, pushing the head of his shaft against her puckered hole. Every time he took her she was tight and now was no exception. He knew his wife liked the idea that she was getting stretched and loose from his attentions but the girls young body was always eager to please. He grit his teeth as he pushed forward, hands pulling her back on him as stretching open her ass.

"Fucking slut!" He growled. "You whore, bet you've been wanting this all day haven't you? Buying your own rope ever...bet that got you off didn't it!" He brutally pushed forward, impaling her completely on his shaft. His balls smacked up against her pussy leading him to fantiszie what secrets that treasure would hold for him.
 
Off was the best word for how it made her feel, but no getting off. Turning off was more like it. She wondered sometimes if he actually believed the things he said to her. If he actually thought she might enjoy this kind of treatment or if he knew the truth that she hated it with a passion. It was the only really passion in anything that ever happened between them.

"Yes, uhh, master," she groaned, happy he could not see the real look of distaste on her face from his current position behind her. "You know I always want it. Want you." She was a very good liar by now. Years of practice. Feeling his balls hitting her womanhood, it made her a bit nervous. She knew what he wanted to do, and every time he looked at her there or touched her there in any ways, she knew he thought about breaking his one rule in this household. That was her ultimate fear. That one day he would risk it all to violate her the only way she had left that kept her from really being all the things they tried to convince her she was.

May the allure of riches and the title forever hold him at bay...
 
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