My Masters Puppet

My Masters Puppet



Chapter 1: A Costly Mistake

I slept comfortably in my empty bed only to be disturbed by a pounding on the front door. The veracity of the knocking startled me, it took a minute to focus the sunlight from the window was blinding. It was a reminder of my sadness, that I’m wasting a perfectly good day moping around. I must of fell asleep after I took a shower, I was still wearing my bath robe and my hair was still damp.

I stood up adjusting my robe making sure nothing was exposed and worked my way down the hall to the front door. I looked through the peephole and seen an officer on my front step. My heart sank as I opened the door.

“Hello? Can I help you?”
“There has been an accident ma’am, are you Sarah O’Neil?”
“Oh no, what’s wrong…” I said with panic in my voice
“Where was you’re husband going ma’am?”
“He was on his way to the airport; he had business to attend in California”
“For how long?”
“Two weeks, is he okay?”
“Yes ma’am, but I need to discuss something with you”
“Sure come on in” I said as the feeling of nausea passed.
“What is it, officer?”
“Do you want to see your husband again, Sarah?”
“What? Um, yes? I don’t….”
“Well then you better do exactly as you’re told.”

He grabbed my arm, confused I tried to break away. He was too strong, I couldn’t get away.
“Stop!” he demanded, as he laid a backhand across my cheek. I was dazed and fell limply to the floor. He pulled on my loosened robe, exposing my nude body. I laid on my back covering myself up the best I could.
“What’s going on here officer? What are you doing?”
He flung the plastic badge onto my stomach and let out a chuckle. I never asked for ID and I didn’t see a police car out front. Fear consumed my body as I struggled to cover up.
“Look what I have here; it looks like I have myself one hell of a blonde bombshell. I’m going to enjoy those blue eyes looking up at me as you suck my cock”
“Fuck you! Get out of my house!” my voice cracked in fear
“You’re far from being in control, in fact you’re going to do whatever I tell you over the next couple of weeks or I’m going to kill you and your faggot husband.”
With that said he grabbed my ankle and pulled me towards him. I made a futile attempt to kick him off of me but my blows just bounced off his body. He crushed me under his weight forcing both my arms above my head pinning me down with one of his paw like hands. Both my wrists were secured easily with his hand, they were rough, the felt like a piece of leather around my wrists. He wiggled his hip between mine, I curled my legs around his waist trying to push him off, but I had no luck. With is other hand he reached behind my shoulder pulling down on my long blonde hair forcing my chin up. I watched him lower his head onto my exposed body as he bit into my right nipple. I bucked in pain but I was completely immobilized. He tormented my nipple with his teeth, oh how much I hated him. He moved to the left nipple with the same intent, this time I didn’t waste my energy to move. I tried to block out the pain put he didn’t stop until I cried out. He was a sadistic animal and I was his prey. From between my breasts I felt his tongue leave a trail of saliva up my neck, over my chin, perched at my lips. I clamped my jaw shut making sure that he couldn’t force its way in. With a smile from ear to ear he pulled my hair as far back as my neck would allow, when I tried to yell he got what he wanted. I didn’t even dare bite down. He shoved his tongue as far down my throat as he could, embracing my tongue, then the roof of my mouth. I tasted his foul breath as he maneuvered his tongue as far down my throat as he could. He was enjoying his power over me as I tried not to throw up.
I assumed he was bored of humiliating me, he released my hair and slowly pulled on his belt buckle, frantically I struggled but I made no progress, he was just too strong. He popped the button on his pants releasing his cock, which was already rock hard. He had no underwear on which just assured the fact that it was a premeditated assault. But, how did he know my husband was gone or even my name?
He shifted his hips to position himself to enter me, I watched as I caught a glimpse of manhood, it was huge, easily double the size of my husbands in girth and a couple inches on length, my husband is no slouch in that department but he put him to shame. My body went numb knowing what was about to happen to me.
I begged my attacker to stop as the tears where now free flowing. I was barely able to handle the anticipation of being raped, I was on the verge of passing out. He stared down at me his dark eyes pierced right through me, causing me to look away. His appearance and black skin easily intimidated me. I could see a smile a merge from his face from the corner of my eyes, revealing all of his pearly whites. I looked down at his thighs that my legs rested on; they were black as night and as thick as my body is wide. He was very muscular, his arms were stretching the opening of the T shirt he wore, and his chest completely filled the uniform. As had completely kicked off his slacks and wasted no time getting intimate. I felt the head of his penis put pressure on the outer lips of my pussy. With both legs I anchored my feet on his hips and pushed, but he did not move.
“Oh God no” I cried out sobbing uncontrollably.
“Please.. please… I’m not on anything…..” The fear of what could happen was overwhelming. My pleads fell on deaf ears as he simply wiggled my feet free and again resumed position between my legs. He pushed himself slowly into my dry canal. The pain was immense as I felt the ridges of his swollen head enter me. The walls of my vagina clamped down on him as if I was squeezing him in my hand. I thought to myself that there was no way he wasn’t going to do permanent damage to my already abused body with that massive dick and me being dry. With a slight thrust he was anchored inside me another 2 inches. I felt the veins in his shaft pushing on the inside of me. He slowly backed out and methodically started to rape me, slowly stretching me out.
“Please use a condom… please” I begged but again I didn’t get a response.
The thought of him bare inside me was crushing. I closed my eyes in disbelief, I was hoping that this was a nightmare and I was going to wake up, but it wasn’t a nightmare. In fact it got much worse.
I felt the blood rush into my face as I started to blush. My body started to betray me, lubricating his cock, helping him invade my canal. With each little thrust he penetrated me deeper and deeper until finally I felt his sack slap between the cheeks of my ass crack. I forced my eyes opened and glanced at my attacker, he had his eyes closed enjoying the tightness of my body. I felt him throb his penis inside me. He looked down and immediately closed my eyes again as my rape continued. I couldn’t stop crying and sobbing, I could not believe this was happening to me. The only thing keeping me from shaking apart was the weight pinning me to the ground.
He started to take long hard strokes completely removing himself from my body, and then roughly entering me. After a few minutes he started to pick up his pace causing me to bite down on my lower lip. The constant stimulation of my pussy and the pressure of his body on top of me trapping me, I became lost in the stimulation and rhythm. I tried so hard not to give him any satisfaction of my abuse but the contact was just too much. It started with a quiet uncontrollable moan, but soon followed by another and another. Within a matter of minutes I was moaning with each one of his thrusts. After a couple more minutes I found myself rocking my hips in rhythm with his thrusts while my legs wrapped around his waist pushing him as deep as I could. I was ashamed how easily I given in. I not only let down myself but my husband as well. Beads of sweat started to form on my body as I absorbed each thrust fucking him as hard as he was fucking me.
It was too late to stop, I have lost control of my body and couldn’t get it back, like some outside force took control of me. I felt an orgasm building and it was going to be intense. I tried to fight it off but the more I fought the more the intensity grew until I finally exploded on his cock. It was so intense that my body became limp and I stopped breathing. My toes curled in pleasure as I enjoyed the ripples flowing through my body. As the orgasm subsided I felt my muscles around his shaft still convulsing in pleasure. I clamped down on him not being able to move, I didn’t realize that he had stopped to let me enjoy it, or perhaps he enjoyed the milking sensation I gave him. The orgasm seemed to last forever as whatever fight I had left in me, left with the last ripple of esctasy.
It didn’t take him long to notice my surrender and let go of my arms. I left them above my head as he scooped up my legs onto his shoulders. He moved to his knees from the military position still inside of me. Now our bodies were perpendicular allowing him to get deeper inside of me. He resumed fucking me, as I panted heavily as each thrust felt like ecstasy in my heightened sexual state. I watched my tits bounce up and down with each motion.
“Good girl” he whispered to me. His hands roamed my body, squeezing both of my tits in his hands twisting the sore nipples. I had no fight left in me. The tears that briefly stopped flowing, came back as he made me feel like a whore. My mind wanted him to stop, but my body wanted to keep going. My arms were free, I could attempt to fight and I wanted to but they would not listen to me. I wanted to stop enjoying my assault, but once again I couldn’t. He started to grunt, pounding me harder and harder. The sweat was pouring off of him, from the top of his brow and it darkened his shirt. With each thrust getting me closer and closer to another orgasm. All I could think about is selfishly hoping that he wouldn’t cum before I did. The fear of him filling my insides with his sperm disappeared as my body worked in unison with his racing to have another orgasm.