Bittersweet Endings

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Kieran didn't come back downstairs until it was around the time they ate dinner. After locking the upstairs door behind him, he called out for Darcy. When she came to him, Kieran nodded towards the kitchen. "Go makes up something for dinner." He told her before making his way into the living room. As she cooked dinner, Kieran started to lay down a stack of paper on the coffee table and set down a few DVDs that he had. He smirked a little before leaning back into the couch and waiting for her to tell him it was time to eat.

Darcy was doing her best to ignore how full she was but that seemed to be impossible because the more that she moved, the more that she felt it. Once she had finally finished supper which was just spaghetti with alfredo sauce, she set the plate of pasta down in the middle of the table. Swallowing, Darcy made sure that Kieran had a glass of whatever he wanted to drink. She called out to him, waiting until Kieran sat before she finally did. She still tried her hardest to lean forward to avoid putting pressure on the plug.

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Kieran smirked as he watched Darcy. He could tell that the plug was rather uncomfortable for her. Though he knew that he would have to take it out soon. Darcy was new to it, and he was sure she would need to use the bathroom at some point. So when dinner was over, he had Darcy come to him and he undid the belt for a moment just to take the plug out. Once it was out, he locked her up again and set the plug down. "Clean everything up, including the plug. Then meet me in the living room when you are done." With that, he made his way back to his papers and DVDs. Oh he had some fun planned.

Darcy didn't hesitate when Kieran motioned for her to step over to his side of the table. She had been stupidly eager, hopeful that maybe he was just kidding about making her stay in the belt for a week or more but she was quickly proven wrong. Letting out a quiet whimper as he removed the plug, Darcy shivered, forcing herself to keep quiet as he locked her back up. Nodding at the instruction, Darcy scurried off to clean all of the dishes. She left the plug for last but the moment that she finished, she rushed back into the living room. Darcy wanted to be on her best behavior, she didn't want to risk making her situation any worse than it already was. She lingered by the couch but didn't sit down until she was given permission.

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Kieran looked over at Darcy, seeing that she was even hesitating to sit on the couch. Good. She should be on her tip toes today, aware of anything that he may want, need or disapprove of. He motioned for her to sit down next to him and once she did, he started to speak. "I thought that you may be interested in a few things, my dear." Kieran said before grabbing a DVD and putting one in. Once the disc started playing, it was obviously porn. The girl on the screen was being fucked, hard. Kieran just wanted to work Darcy up a bit. "Doesn't she look like she is enjoying herself?"

"Yes, sir," Darcy spoke quietly, staring down at her lap as Kieran spoke. She didn't think that whatever was coming would be any sort of pornographic video. She drew in a deep breathe, forcing herself to look up when she heard the video actually turn on. She remembered the last time that she had looked away but the moment she realized what she was watching, Darcy swallowed and looked slightly to the side. She hoped that it would be enough to trick Kieran because it looked like she was watching the video but in reality, her eyes were focused on the far corner of the television. Still, the sounds of the video were enough to make her squirm, clenching her thighs together. "Yes, sir," Darcy breathed, biting down on her bottom lip. "She does."

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Kieran looked over at the video, staying quiet as he watched it. He could feel himself begin to grow hard, though stayed quiet as he looked down at the papers he brought in. After a 15 minutes, as he watched Darcy squirm again as the girl on the screen came again, Kieran then got up and changed the tape. Though this time, it was one of her getting fucked by him. Kieran purposely picked one where she came multiple times too. Then, sitting down on the couch, Kieran handed her a few pages that were filled with comments about Darcy. Most of them talked about Darcy's body, how she came and what they would want to do if they got her hands on her. "My little pet, I have to say that you are doing quite well online. I thought you would like to know what your...fans are saying about you."

Darcy swallowed the lump that had formed in her throat when Kieran got up, wondering what he was about to do next. She grew a bit more relaxed when she realized that the tape he had put in was of them - at least it wasn't of another girl. But then, Darcy couldn't ignore that she remembered exactly how she felt when he had fucked her during the scene on the tape. Frowning slightly when she took the papers from Kieran, the color drained from her features as she read the first few comments. The further down she got, the more disgusted Darcy felt and by the bottom, she couldn't contain it anymore. "This is fucking disgusting!" Darcy cried out, shaking her head as she threw the papers away. She pushed to her feet, turning to stalk away. Even with her first step, Darcy knew it had been wrong but God, the fact that Kieran was almost... proud of it just made her feel worse. More like nothing but a used toy.Sniffling, Darcy reached up and stubbornly wiped away her tears as she walked toward her room.

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Kieran's eyes narrowed as Darcy yelled and stomped off to her room. Did she not think she was in enough trouble? And this was only pissing him off more. So Kieran stood up and walked over to the room and locked her inside. While he was furious, Kieran needed time to think about how to deal with his ungrateful little pet. He was mad enough to just kill her, and what was the point of having her around if she wouldn't listen? But he needed to think this through before he did something that rash.

So for three days, Kieran didn't let Darcy out of her room. He didn't speak to her either. Really the only communication she received from outside of her room was him pushing in small amounts of food from under the door.

Darcy had known she had screwed up but she didn't think Kieran would lock her in the room to be by herself for the next three days. She laid on the bed, shifting around a bit, but didn't get up past that. She settled with sipping water from the faucet in the bathroom when she was thirsty enough. When Kieran passed food through to her, Darcy would say thank you loud enough for him to hear before retreating back over to her bed. She was beginning to wonder if she would ever even be allowed out. When the door started to open for the first time, Darcy pretty much threw herself at the floor. She hung her head, holding her hands behind her back as she knelt, with her legs spread.

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Kieran didn't say a word when he finally opened up the door. He had plans, big ones, for his dumb little pet. And he knew by the end of it all, Darcy would be crying, bleeding and begging for mercy. By the end of it, she would remember her place again and be grateful for the things he gave her out of the goodness of his heart. That or she would be dead. So Kieran walked over to Darcy, grabbing her by her hair as he pulled her into the playroom. He forced her down on the ground so she was on her hands and knees. Kieran then grabbed a large bag of ice and set it down on her back, tying it down. As he waited for her back to go numb, Kieran took his cattle prod and zapped her all over her body.

Darcy bit back a sob as she was dragged into the playroom, not wanting to upset Kieran by even so much as making a noise when she shouldn't. Wincing as she was shoved into the ground, Darcy bit down on her lap. She didn't look up when Kieran grabbed some things, dropping her head down. The only noise she let out was a sharp gasp when the ice was pressed against her back. Darcy cried out with the first shock, shying away the next time around but bracing herself by the fourth time. She started to shiver from the ice, her hands balled into fists as she struggled to not scream as Kieran continued to shock her.

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When Darcy started to shiver, Kieran knew that it was time to move on. So he set the cattle prod down and then pulled the ice off of Darcy's back. He grabbed a couple of ice cubes and shoved them into Darcy's mouth, wanting to keep her from screaming too much. Then, grabbing three candles that were burning, Kieran poured hot wax onto her body. It wasn't going to actually hurt her, but the sudden change of temp should send her crazy. And once all of the wax was on her back, Kieran leaned down and let the flame just barely lick her skin on the areas that weren't covered in wax.

Darcy's brows pulled together as she tried to lean away from the ice cubes, not really wanting to hold the ice in her mouth but she opened her mouth anyway. There was no point in fighting him. She knew she had messed up. Darcy yelped at the first shock of the wax, arching away from the heat. She shuddered, trying to buck the wax off of her but it was useless. The first touch of the flame was enough for Darcy's jaw to go slack, letting the ice hit the floor. She gritted her teeth against the pain, tears rolling down her cheeks as she tried to brace herself against anything more that may be coming her way. She didn't dare to even open her mouth to beg, too afaid that if she did, she would only upset him more.

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Kieran couldn't help but smile a bit when he saw the tears begin to roll down her cheeks. Now he was beginning to get some of the retribution that he required. Though it definitely was not enough for him. He set two of the candles down under Darcy's nipples. They should be far enough away from her that it only warmed her breasts up, that is unless she allowed herself to lean forward. Kieran grabbed his crop and started to beat on Darcy's back, hitting off all of the wax before it got to her bare skin. And he continued this until her back was bruised fully, not a bit missing. He then pulled Darcy away from the tables and over to the chains on the wall, beginning to tie her up so her face was just barely hovering over the ground but her ass was at perfect fucking level. She was also at the perfect angle for any liquids to stream down her skin and to her face.

Darcy arched away from the candles, only to cry out with the first smack of the crop. She flailed after the fourth hit, her legs flailing around but she didn't dare move. She tried to avoid the hits but there was no where for her to go. Darcy sobbed as she buckled, leaning into the heat of the candles. She handled to pain for a few moments before she pulled away, closing her eyes tightly Darcy couldn't handle the pain of being cropped but every time she leaned down, it only made her breasts hurt even worse. By the time she was dragged away from candles, Darcy's breasts were reddened and clearly painful - not enough to be concerned with but she would be tender for a few days at least.

She wanted to fight Kieran deep down but the pain she had already felt was enough to make him comply with anything Kieran asked of her. Closing her eyes tightly, Darcy shuddered as she was tied with the chains. She hung her head back, choking on a sob. Darcy wouldn't dare beg him to stop because she knew she deserved it - she didn't want Kieran made because she tried to escape anything.

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Once Darcy was all chained up, Kieran ran his hand lightly up and down her back. He enjoyed watching the bruises slowly get darker for a moment, and it was almost enough to calm him down, but not quite enough. He unlocked her from the belt and set it down to the side. Kieran stepped away from her before walking out of the playroom. After a few minutes he came downstairs with four guys behind him. Their clothes were already off and they were clearly ready for what was coming next. Kieran cleared his throat.

"I thought about just killing you, with how disrespectful and ungrateful you have been. Though, instead, if it is possible, I want you to be my good little pet again. And it seems the only way to get you to be that way is to show you just a little glimpse of how much worse life can get for you. Because now you are just some selfish whore that I don't want and don't care about. So maybe you'll really learn your lesson after this weekend, when you spend it for my four friends here. They'll use you as they please, and I told them they can do whatever they want as long as its not permanent. So while they do that, I suggest you think about how you really want life to be with me, pleasant, painful or short." Kieran nodded to the men and they moved forward. "Oh, but I did give them another rule, and that is you're still not allowed to cum." With that, Kieran left the room.

Of all the things that Darcy had expected to be her punishment, she had never thought Kieran would share with anyone else. Much less four other men. The moment that she saw them, Darcy began to openly sob as she struggled against her restraints. "Sir, sir!" She cried, looking over at him as she desperately tried to close her legs. She sobbed, trying to reach out to him desperately as he headed out the door. "Please!" Of everything she had gone through, Darcy could have suffered through but the knowledge that these men could do whatever they wanted to her for two entire days? She dropped her head down, not even bothering to hide her tears as she still tried to close her legs.

Darcy refused to look at any of them, her eyes closed tightly.

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Seeing that Darcy was trying to close her legs, two of the guys grabbed a pole and clamped it to her thighs so she couldn't close them. And then they tied the pole to the ground so her ass would be fully accessible. Once that was done, one of the guys moved forward and immediately started to fuck Darcy in the ass. One of the others moved to start fucking her mouth and the last two moved to either side of her, just playing with her body.

Darcy wasn't the slightest bit turned on or ready for the man to fuck her so when it started, that only made her cry out, only to be silenced by a clock shoved into mouth. Darcy quit fighting when she realized that it was useless. She went slack, tears still steadily streaming down her face even as the men had their way with her.