You Can Run But...

@ varkatzas.

A light chuckle came from his lips and vibrated against her breast as Blake started to pull away. He pressed harder into her clit, moving his fingers in a circular motion a bit faster. "Do not pull away." He mumbled against her skin before getting back to it. His hand that pressed down her arms let go and moved down to her lower region. As his one hand worked her clit, his second hand moved towards her entrance. At first he only started to circe around her entrance, feeling whether or not she was wet and how much so.

Once his fingers were slippery enough, James pushed in one finger into her pussy, already feeling it tighten around him. He let out a small moan at the idea of pushing in. He pumped his finger in and out a few times before reaching up to her lips, pressing his wet finger against her mouth. "Taste it and tell sir how much you want him."

Blake nodded when James spoke, forcing herself to remain still. As much as she wanted to pull away from James, he was the one in charge here and she wasn't. She needed to accept that. Biting back a whimper, Blake couldn't help the gasp that sounded from her lips as he continued to play with her clit. She began to roll her hips a bit more hurriedly, her head dropping back against the pillow. She groaned as James pressed into her, only to find herself rocking a bit more harshly against his hand.

Her eyes opened as James pressed his finger to her lips, her face scrunching a bit at the idea. Blake whimpered, reluctantly wrapping her lips around his finger and cleaning it with his tongue. "I want you so bad, sir. Please," Blake whined softly, rolling her hips against him as she spread her legs a bit more. "I need you. Please. Fuck my virgin pussy. I... I need it."

@ varkatzas.

A satisfied look came over James face as Blake spoke. It was definitely an improvement, and that was all he needed in order to move forward. After pulling his fingers away from her lips, James pulled his shirt off and did the same with his jeans. A large bulge was pressed against the fabric of his boxer briefs. He rubbed his cock for a moment before pulling them off, and allowing his erection to pop up. "Do not worry my little virgin slut. I will fuck your pussy nice and hard.

He lifted himself onto the bed, his knees on the mattress. He grabbed Blake by her hips, pulling her up into him, pressing his hard on onto her wet and pulsing pussy. "Now, little girl, tell me exactly how it feels as I push into you for the very first time." James said. He pressed a hand against her lower abdomen as he pushed his throbbing cock into her.

Blake was more like a little terrified for what was about to happen but she knew that she had done good, that she had pleased James with her idea and that helped her relax a bit. She could only imagine how bad this would have been if she hadn't picked a good enough idea for him. She nodded slightly when he spoke to her, trying to force her body to relax. She didn't know what she was supposed to do here. Where or what she was supposed to do with her hands. Or what she was supposed to otherwise do.

Whimpering as James pressed into her, Blake instinctively tried to pull away. "P-Please. It hurts," she whimpered, pushing her hands against the mattress in a weak attempt to get away from his cock. "I-It's t-t-too big!" Blake stuttered, her eyes wide as she looked up to James. She had heard that at some point this was supposed to be pleasurable, like it had been moments ago, but she just couldn't believe it. There was no way that something that hurt this bad would feel good.

@ castle.

As Blake tried to pull away, James was quick to grab onto her hips and pull her right back into his own. "Don't pull away." He growled at her. James pushed into her harder now, wanting to make sure that Blake knew better than to move again. "Your tight little pussy is not used to having your sir's large cock in it, is it? But that will change soon. And if my little slut is good, then maybe you will enjoy the good pounding that I am going to give you. After all, this is my little whore's first time and you wouldn't want me to have to hurt you, would you?"

James reached up and wrapped his hand around her throat, pushing her neck down into the bed. His fingers wrapped around her tightly, stopping her from breathing for a few moments before lightening up his grip. He kept his hand on her but allowed her to take breath. "Now would my slut like to be good or will I have to punish her already?"

Blake whimpered as she shook her head in response to James' question. She knew that she was supposed to listen to him, do whatever he asked of her but it just felt so much more different than she thought it would. And it hurt. Her body went rigid when James' hand wrapped around her throat, her eyes trained on him as she tried to pull at his hand to loosen his grip. She let out a whimper when he loosened it, a sob bubbling up inside of her chest.

"I-It hurts," she whimpered, trying still to pull away from him. "Please!" Blake sobbed when James slammed into her again. She fisted the sheets, arching away from James as much as she could. "I-I-I c-can't!"

@ castle.

James let out a growl as Blake tried her hardest to pull away. His hand pressed tightly into her neck again as his other reached up and slapped her across the face hard. He then grabbed onto her hip harshly and pulled her back in. James pressed his body weight against hers, making sure that Blake had to stay under her. And while he did all of this, he thrusted his hips harder and harder against her. Pushing deep into his slut and slamming his cock against her cervic. "Stop moving you fucking slut and take it!" Oh he was going to punish her harshly for this but first James wanted to fill her up with his cock and cum. "Keep moving and you won't leave this room until you are fucking black and blue."

Blake gasped as James' hand started to tighten around her throat again. She knew that what she was doing was wrong but she was utterly terrified and it was like she couldn't turn off that fear to actually do as she was told. SHe groaned as James started to get rougher, trying to close her hips. She would twist one way and another in hopes that she could angle her body differently so she could close them but James had her pinned her place pretty damn well. "P-Please," she choked out, her hands clawing at James' hand around her throat. Her eyes were wide, filled with fear, as she looked up to James. Blake had been so sure she could handle this but now she realized it had been the wrong idea to suggest to James. Because now she was managing to piss him off without even really wanting to.

@ castle.

James pressed down into her neck harder for a few moments when Blake started to scratch at him. His eyes filled with fury as Blake continued to fight against him harder and harder. At this point, James was too furious to even say another word. Instead, he just fucked her harder. He could feel her pussy wrap tighter around his cock as she tried to fight. His free hand reached out and grabbed one of her nipples, twisting it harshly.

Right as she tightened up more from that simple twist, James pushed into her as deeply as he could and came. His cum went deep into her pussy and he was completely still for a moment. Though the second his orgasm was complete, James pulled away and slapped Blake hard across the face once again.

Arching away from the bed when James twisted her nipple, Blake cried out as tears rolled down her cheeks. She was so mad at herself but she didn't even have the time to process it because all she could think about was how much trouble she was sure she was in. If she had thought last night was bad, she had no clue what was coming here way now. She wrapped her arms around herself, trying to provide some sort of protection as James started to pull away from her. Maybe he wasn't that mad...

Blake yelped as he slapped her, reaching her hand up to cover her cheek as she pulled her legs up to her chest the moment that James was far enough away from her to allow it. "I-I-I'm s-s-sorry, s-sir," she whispered, burying her face into her knees. "S-So sorry," she choked out, sucking her bottom lip between her teeth. She refused to look at him. She didn't even need to, to know that James was completely pissed off and ready to hurt her.

@ castle.

"You should already know by now that sorry means nothing to me. I don't care how sorry you think you feel now. I will make you truly sorry for being such a bad fucking slut." James grabbed the handcuffs on the wall and was quick to lock them around her wrists and then tie them up at the start of the bed. He then grabbed a spreader bar for her knees and ankles, locking those into place as well. Once she was locked up, Blake was stuck exactly how he wanted her on the bed, unable to move and open to receive whatever he wanted to do.

James grabbed his whip and got on top of Blake, resting himself onto her knees. He brought the whip down on her clit once before looking Blake in the eyes. "Every time I whip you, you will say 'I am a whore and I will do whatever Sir says'." Before waiting for Blake to confirm this, James started to whip away on her body.

Blake sobbed as James snapped at her. She knew that he meant every word that he had said, that she would end up regretting having ever thought that sleeping with James was a good idea. That she thought she could handle it. Blake coughed as she tried to swallow the lump that had formed in her throat. Tears leaked out of the corner of her eyes as James tied her legs to the spreader bars. "Please. Please," she begged, trying weakly to pull on her wrists. "Please. D-Dont."

Her eyes widened as she realized what James was going to do. Blake cried out when the whip hit her clit, uselessly trying to close her legs. Blake gasped with the second smack of the whip, arching her back as a scream tore from her throat. "I-I-I a-am a w-whore and I w-will d-do w-whatever h-he says!" Blake choked out, clamping her eyes shut. She flinched with each smack of the whip, her words becoming more and more broken with each time she was forced to say the words.

@ castle.

James hit her again and again until the front of Blake's body was almost completely black and blue. To the point where Blake was barely even able to speak the words he had told her too. Though as he looked over her, James' face was still crunched up in fury. He did not get the satisfaction he needed from his punishment. Despite her consistent crying, it did not feel like enough. But what would be enough? He looked around the room before letting out a frustrated growl.

Throwing the whip to the floor, James headed out of the room, leaving Blake tied up there. He wanted more but he needed to think of what would give him the resolution that he craved. What would be a fit punishment for not only ruining his afternoon, but what he had been craving for? Blake would stay there until her punishment was over.

Blake was a sobbing mess by the time that James finished beating her with the whip. She was sure that she had never been in this much pain before, she was sure that she was going to die any minute because there was no way that this much pain would end any other way. She clenched her eyes shut, her chest heaving with effort as she listened to the sound of James' leaving the room. A shudder ran down her spine.

She tried to pull her legs up but it didn't work, not really, because the spreader bars were keeping her legs apart. Blake let out a desperate cry, her head rolling to the side as she let herself cry herself to sleep. It didn't take long, she was completely exhausted.

@ castle.

It did not take long for James to figure out the perfect punishment for his prude of a slave. He just needed to...loosen her up to the idea of being his sex slave. After all, James preferred obedience in his sessions. James enjoyed pushing them but he did not want to have to fight the whole time in order to get what he finally wanted.

Once the morning came, James had some of his male staff waiting outside of his play room. Once given the signal, the headed inside and over to the sleeping figure. Five men James got for this gangbang. That should be enough to keep her busy at all times. One of the men grabbed onto Blake and pulled her as far down onto the bed as possible. Then he lifted her up a bit while another tied a hitachi wand to her clit. They wanted to keep her nice and wet through this.

Blake was on edge for the better part of the evening, until her body simply decided she needed to have some rest. It wasn't until the next morning that Blake had started to stir, letting out a small groan as she was carried into the play room. She sunk back into the bed, only to jerk awake as she was dragged down the bed. Her eyes flew open and the fear flashed across her features almost immediately. "P-Please," she started, whimpering as the hitachi was tied to her clit. She started to squirm, shaking her head almost frantically. "N-No! Please, please. Don't. Don't do this," she whimpered, not even finding that she had the energy to try and fight the men off, her body bruised from her beating the night before. "Please," she choked out a sob, clamping her eyes shut.

@ castle.

Ignoring her cries, the men all took a part of her to tie down to something. With her ass right at the end of the bed, they took her legs and tied them so they were up in the air, attached to the posts each corner. Her hands were tied stretched out to the side of the bed. One man got an open mouth gag and forcibly put it on Blake to keep her lips nice and wide. Once she was set in place, one man went to the wand and turned it on high. He rubbed it against her clit a bit until he got a good reaction from her. At that point, he laid it perfectly on her sensitive nub and tied it up so it would stay. Another started to slap her breasts. "This whore has some nice knockers." He chuckled.

"Yeah she does. Can't wait to play with those."

Blake twisted her head this way and that as she tried to avoid the gag that was shoved into her mouth. She let out a sob, shaking her head as she clamped her eyes shut. She struggled against the ropes, realizing all too quickly that it was pointless for her to try and fight any of them off. She was secured to the bed and that meant any chance at fight that she'd had was completely gone. Blake gasped as the wand pressed against her, her eyes flying open as the man turned it to her clit. "Lees," she begged, only to moans she started to rock against the toy pinned against her. Begging, even trying to say 'please' with the gag in her mouth was useless. Blake whined, trying to twist in some way that would lessen the friction against her clit. Letting out a desperate moan, Blake tried to hold back her noises, focusing on just trying to ignore the pleasure that was coursing through her body. Despite how intent she had been to ignore it, she didn't seem able to because her hips were rocking against the wand. Her body was betraying her.

@ castle.

The men stood back and watched Blake for a moment as she started to really get into the wand that was attached to her clit. Smiles were creeping over their faces. A nice wet pussy was forming and maybe she would not be as bad for them as they had feared.

"Look at that whore go. One second she's trying to beg and the next she moaning away." One of the men chuckled.

"Seems like she is ready for some more fun too." Another said as he walked forward. He kneeled down in front of Blake's open legs and started to rub his fingers up and down her lips, getting them nice and wet using her juices. "If you are a good little slut for us, we will reward you well." He motioned to the others. "Do you understand?"

Another man walked up to Blake's tied up hand. He moved himself so his cock was in her palm. "Show us you understand by being a good little slut." He said as he wrapped Blake's hand around his cock.

Blake whimpered as the man's fingers brushed between her lips, giving a weak shake of her head as she tried to press her legs together. It was useless, there wasn't a single thing that she could do to stop any of them but still, she tried. She let out a groan of frustration as she felt an unfamiliar feeling growing in the pit of her stomach.

She'd been so busy out on the run that she had never had the chance or the real sort of interest to touch herself. She'd been too busy to sleep with anyone so when her first orgasm hit, all she could do was toss her head back as a moan tore from her throat. Blake arched off of the bed, haphazardly beginning to stroke the man's cock that had been presented to her. It wasn't that Blake wanted to necessarily but she was afraid of what would happen if she didn't.

"Leas," Blake whined, her eyes finding the man who seemed to be in charge. She squirmed, trying to shy away from the vibrator. Now that she had gotten off, her clit was overly sensitive and it was already bad for her - having never experienced the pleasure, Blake had no way to comprehend multiple orgasms.