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Revenge by any Means (Kyrth & Alexandria94)

After he had sucked on her nipples she could feel the deepening in her stomach, the way her body was so eagerly responding to everything he did. Once she had tensed up and he basically told her that he was going to get her ready and wet for him it allowed her to relax even more as he slid down her body. She could feel her face heat up as he got between her legs, she told herself that she didn't want this, and while her mind still believed her, her hips bucked slightly off of the bed when he began to circle her clit with his tongue. This time instead of a gasp coming out a moan took it's place.
 
Scott was pleased beyond measure as she moaned under his ministration and he could taste her getting wetter. She might not be entirely comfortable in her mind, but her body was accepting enough. He brought a hand between her thighs and slowly slipped a finger into her pussy, stroking slowly and softly. He continued to tease and lightly suck on her clit as he thrust his finger into her core. His free hand pressed on her belly keeping her bucking hips in place.
 
Morgan's head was swarming with confusion, she couldn't decide what she wanted. As Scott continued to tease her, her hands went from lightly holding the sheets to now firmly gripping them in her fists. Her legs were squeezing on his shoulders and her thighs began to twitch when he hit her g spot with his finger, it caused her to cry out and her pussy to eagerly grip his finger.
 
Scott grinned as his finger rubbed over the special spot and she cried out. He focused his attention there, gently circling his finger as he slipped a second finger inside. He was now determined to make her cum now since he didn't expect her to climax as they fucked tonight. He alternated between sucking on her clit and flicking his tongue over the sensitive nub.
 
Morgan didn't like the feelings shooting through her but every time he stroked the spot she cried out and her hips continued to try and come off of the bed but his hand wouldn't allow it. Her mouth was open gasping for air as her breathing got harder, and she could feel her eyes closing in ecstasy as her legs squeezed even harder on his shoulders. In her mind at that time she didn't care about him being her Captor she just wanted him to make her cum.
 
Scott wouldn't relent, wanting to taste her release, he rubbed her g-spot and teased her clit faster and faster. He wanted her to clench his fingers, drench his lips and scream out her ecstasy. She writhed beneath his grip and it took most of his strength to keep her pinned to the mattress. Her cunt was sopping wet and he started to push in a third finger, stretching her ready for his cock. She was practically loss to the bliss he was bringing her and probably didn't notice the extra digit by now.
 
Morgan could feel herself climbing higher and higher as he toyed with her. Her mind was saying no, but her body was screaming out yes and she couldn't stop now if she tried. When the man slipped in the third finger, she did notice it and it was slightly uncomfortable at first, but quickly she grew accustomed to it. That was all that it took to carry her over the edge, and when she came she came hard. Her pussy closing tightly around his fingers and as she screamed out her back arched up and her head pushed back into the bed, her hands traveling from gripping the sheets to gripping the edge of the bed above her head.
 
Scott teased her clit and lapped up her fresh release as she clenched his fingers tightly. He waited until her climax ebbed a little and she relaxed enough to release his fingers. He sucked clean two of his fingers and crawled up her form, offering his final slick finger to her lips. He reached between them and guided his hard cock to her hot, wet opening and slowly thrust inside. His fingers had prepared her well and he easily pushed in half his shaft. He didn't want to overwhelm her so he started a slow, soft pace, thrusting into her core, giving her a little more each time.

He leaned over her, leaning down to kiss her softly on occasion and leaned in closer to kiss and suck on her neck and shoulders as he increased his pace a little.
 
Now that the funest part was over for Morgan she tensed when the man slid half of his shaft inside of her. She did not want to tense, she wanted to be more fun than this so he could get his release quicker, but now even her body was starting to agree with her mind. she tried to calm down, she really did, but everytime he pushed more into her she could feel her hands squeeze the bed and her eyes were now tightly closed underneath the blindfold.
The man's cock was so large and she didn't know if it would ever end, and every time he thrust into her, her body froze in place as she could only think of the first, and very painful time his cock had last been inside her.
 
Scott watched as she transformed before him, she went from panting in bliss to grimacing as soon as he thrust inside. He was disappointed but had expected such a reaction. Still, she was still wet, hot and tight. Her cunt felt great around his shaft and because of his earlier efforts she was slick enough even as he thrust to the hilt.

Her achieving orgasm again was slim, so he focused on his pleasure. He pumped harder and faster, losing himself to the sensation. He didn't hold back his release, but he still lasted several minutes before he felt himself growing close. His breathing was heavy and hard, he took her wrists and pinned them over her head, pressing his body against hers as he fucked her. Holding her so possessively was the extra sensation he needed, holding her wrists with one hand he pushed up and pulled out his hard cock. With a grunt he started to cum, shooting ropes of hot seed over her belly. He held the pose, panting heavily as he came down from his peak. He climbed off her and grabbed his mask, pulling it over his face as he released her wrists.
 
Morgan got angry at how he treated her, like a slut and she was trying her hardest to relax with him and enjoy it but when he started this her hands fisted even more to the point of being white knuckled. She couldn't help the whimpers that left her mouth as he fucked her, and when he pulled out she gasped in relief, and froze even more to the point of holding her breath and slowly very letting it out. Her hands didn't move from their place over her head and her hands were still fisted and she couldn't get them to uncoil.
 
"I'm sorry you didn't enjoy the sex again, I wanted to get it over with for you," he confesses as he notices her clenched fists, he sighs softly, "Maybe you can think of something that will make it better for you next time."

He stands and turns to face her, he drinks in her nude, sweaty form, then announces, "Time to go back to your room."
 
Morgan listened to his words and for some reason made her think about that room, and then thoughts about when they made the deal. "The surprise. What is the surprise?" She whispers and while she didn't want to know entirely, she hopes that it is something good. She slowly moves her hands down next to her body and still doesn't touch the blindfold. "Don't put me back in that room." She whispers once more, very lowly and barely audibly but she knew that he heard her.
 
"Well the surprise was to be the clothes," he admits, "You can keep the shirt and I'll replace it when it needs washing, and if you go to the room without struggling I'll forget the chain for tonight and you can come out for a bit tomorrow evening to perform the blowjob you promised."

"Those terms are non-negotiable, but I'm open to more time out of the room tomorrow, if you can persuade me."

Regardless of what happened tonight they were still captor and captive. He could tell she still saw him as the enemy and while he wanted her to grow to like him, he knew she'd never buy a complete flip of personality after one night.
 
With the blindfold still on she sat up and crossed her legs in front of her. "Thank you for the clothing." Morgan said to him, some how still keeping her manners. "And a deal is a deal, so the blowjob does not need to be reminded of." She scooted to the edge of the bed. "How am I to walk back with a blindfold?"
 
"I have my mask on again, you can take off the blindfold," he follows her back to the room and closes the door, bolting it once more then he pulls off the mask and sighs.

He goes and climbs into his shower and stands under the spray for a while. He wasn't sure what today counted as, she would surely be conflicted about the orgasm he gave her. Then after his rough behavior and harsh terms she might hate him even more. He went back to bed and made a note to watch the security tape come morning. He didn't know what he would discover, but knowing how she reacts as soon as he's gone would surely be informative.
 
After taking off the blindfold and being taken back to her room Morgan didn't know what was happening to her. She tried to keep her mind off of things by taking a shower but that only caused her to think it more. Getting out of the shower, she brushed her hair and soon crawled back into bed, making sure to keep the shirt on.
Her mind hurt from all of her over thinking and it caused her to not be able to sleep so she sat up in the bed and leaned against the wall, conflicted entirely on how the man could be so gentle and made her feel so good and then go back to being harsh. Morgan was afraid it was because she tensed up during the sex so she thought he was extremely mad at her.
So she stayed up the entire night, sitting against the wall and staring into space because she was afraid he was going to hurt her so sleep never came, even if she wanted it to.
 
Scott got up that morning feeling crap, truth be told he only got a fraction more sleep than she. He got up and his first thought was the monitor, he walked through to the main room and hit the button to switch the recording devices. Removing the disk he put it into the dvd player and grabbed the remote. It was easy enough to find the recording of last night and he watched her vanish into the bathroom for a little. Hitting fast forward he watched her return to the room wearing the shirt, she tossed and turned for a short time then sat up.

He watched the scenes flicker by and the fact she barely moved for the whole eight hours, just sat still, watching the door. The picture barely changed as he watched until it cut to a blank screen. Blinking he realized that was the end of the disc, he popped it out of the player and put it into a case, making a note of the date and time. Putting it into a secret place with the house keys he went back to his room. He pulled on his mask and went to the door, he unbolted it and pushed the door open.

He strode into the room and grabbed her wrist. He turned and marched out of the room, dragging her to her feet and behind him. Her fatigued state would leave her in no state to fight back. He took her to his bedroom and flung her at the bed.

"Sleep here, we'll talk after you're rested," he told her before he walked back to the main room and crashed onto the couch.
 
When morning came around Morgan didn't process much of anything, she just sat there and continued to try and process how the man who had kidnapped her worked, as her mind worked through different scenerios she decided that none of them made sense, and just when she was beginning to finally dose off the door was violently pushed in and it caused her to slightly yelp and jump in response, immediately coming out of her unconscious but awake state.
Morgan lightly felt the harsh grabbing he did on her wrist, but even as she was dragged out of the room and back into his she felt almost none of it. Her mind did not want to work and neither did her body, but when she was flung onto the bed it caused another small yelp to erupt from her mouth.
After he walked out and told her to sleep, she wanted to get up and run, somewhere, anywhere but being close to that man, even though he wasn't in the room she knew he was just outside of it, and she was afraid because this time she didn't have the sound of the bolt to wake her up, so he could walk in here whenever he pleased and she would never know it. Even as the though unerved her, her need for sleep was more important and she quickly succumbed to it, and in her sleep she cuddled up to the pillow he slept on, pulling her knees up around it she slept deeper than she had in a long time.
 
Scott was tempted to go into the room, especially as he had gotten a glimpse up the shirt when he tossed her onto the bed. But his guilt of denying her a good sleep was stronger. He used the chance to clean up her room, ensuring he had blocked the door shut in. Just in case she came out and decided to try and lock him in instead. Though it would be nigh impossible for her to escape, she may well chose that over the alternative.

The point was moot as she continued to sleep long after he was done. He wasted a little time cleaning then watched TV. He decided to give her until six to appear else he would go and wake her.
 
Morgan slept soundly and when she woke up she had to wipe the saliva from the side of her face. She didn't want to get up and go into the room with him but she knew she must so slowly getting out of the bed she walked into the room, and seeing him there on the couch she froze and an "uhm" sound slowly made its at out of her mouth as she twidled with her thumbs in front of her.
 
Scott glanced up at the clock, showing it was nearly five, the girl had slept for a little over nine hours, but he could hardly blame her. He would need to talk to her, he had no intention of letting her sleep in his bed every day after a bad night.

"Did you sleep well?" he inquired, "I didn't get to shop today, so dinner is going to be whatever you can scrounge up out of whats in the kitchen, your time out of the room starts now, you can relax for a little now."

Tomorrow he'd have to go shopping no matter what, the supplies had been getting low because of his lack of funds. Now he had some money he hadn't had chance to go stock up. He didn't trust to leave her free while we left, she would have to spend that time in the room.
 
After Morgan heard what he said she walked slowly to the kitchen and after find a rubber band put her mass of hair up on top of her head. She moved through countless cabinets and the deep freeze and the only thing she found that would work splendidly for dinner was burgers and Mac and cheese. So she put a couple on the skillet and the noodles in the cooker and while she waited for the noodles to soften and the meat to bleed out she aimlessly began to wonder slowly around the house.
 
The house was actually rather small, the main room which covered the lounge, dining area and kitchen. His bedroom next to the main bathroom in the back of the house and her room with en suite to the side. The furniture was mostly cheap stuff and the whole house was rather lacking. Scott watched her as she wandered around, enjoying her long legs. He was tempted to call her over but knew the dinner wouldn't take long.
 
Morgan liked how small the house was, but hoped this wasn't where the man actually lived, there really wasn't anything to make it homey enough and she didn't like that. Excusing her thoughts she walked back over to the stove, and after flipping the burgers she drained that macaronis and then put the cheese in it. She found the plates and quickly set out a couple and she turned to face the couch. "What would you like on your burger?"
 
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