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He stepped to her front, and pulled out a small object. Part of Raven craved intimacy, and she hoped he would hold her tight against the storm of emotions that flooded from her.
But he wasn't finished. He twisted the small device that seemed the size of a lipstick holder, and she heard a buzzing sound from it.
He pushed it against her cunt, his other hand holding a handful of her hair to keep her face towards him.
Through her tears she begged.
"Please sir, no sir, please sir, fuck me, use me, take whatever holes you want, but let me feel you in me. I want to be your slut, I want to please you."
He smiled, a smile of conquest and victory. "
You forget cunt, I already have that, I have all of you whenever I want it. What you haven't yet learned is that I do what I want...not what you beg. When want me like this as naturally as you breath, when I can use your fuck holes without warning and you are as eager and passionate as this...THEN you will truly understand that you are mine."
"But for now, this will be sufficient"
And with that, he rubbed the infernal buzzing toy over her swollen lust engorged clit, and her last vestiges of self control melted away. She screamed loudly in her orgasm. It's power was raw, uncivilised, fuelled by humiliation, by pain, by degradation, by HIS control. She felt wholly his, wholly under his control, knowing that she had nothing but what he chose to take, in his time.
As the wave after wave or pleasure surged through her, she felt free at last. He had fulfilled his promise and shown her that she really did have no control, and she flew on wings of ecstasy.
Afterwards, when he had let the rope gently down, her untied her, wrapped her in a warm blanket and led her to bed. She was asleep almost as soon as her head sank into the soft pillows. And yet, she could have sworn she felt a soft tender kiss on her lips as she faded into unconsciousness.
Her eyes closed, she smiled softly and murmured,
"Buenas noches, papa."
The End.
Rigged
I was 19 and pretty much failing out of college. I mean, what can I say, I loved the parties. I loved the booze. Most of all, I loved the attention I was getting from ALL the guys. I mean, I was popular in high school, but not like this. Guys knew I put out and I was always the life of the party because of it. And I can understand why! Not to sound overly confident, but I knew I was (and still am) attractive as hell. I'm 5'6", blonde hair, blue eyes, with size 30C boobs and a pretty decent ass.
Maybe it was the fact that I was sleeping in a different dorm room almost every night, but I just never found myself studying. I knew that given my grades my parents were not going to allow me to go back to college. That was fine. I just needed to find a job so I wouldn't have to live at home. Honestly, all I wanted to do was continue my life of slutty indulgence.
My "redemption" came in the form of a flier posted in the university dining hall. It called for "live-in maids for a brand-new, never before seen style of tropical get-away." I've always been a fan of the tropics (I made the trip to both Hawaii and the Bahamas plenty of times with my family when I was younger), so this seemed to be a god-send. I immediately called the number listed on the flier and was called in for an interview the next day.
I arrived the next day wearing a slim fitting black dress that showed my cleavage rather nicely, and, even better, showed off my lack of panties if I crossed my legs right. As expected, the interviewer (male of course) was rather taken in by me. "Well, you certainly fit the bill," he said. "Unfortunately we have a very limited number of positions available. I'm only allowed to hire one, MAYBE two girls from each site. I'd love to hire you but you're going to have to give me a really good reason to."
"I understand completely," I said as I got off out of my chair and down on all fours. I crawled towards him while saying, "Maybe this will help convince you." He said nothing as I unzipped his pants and pulled them and his boxers off. I slowly began stroking his cock as I pulled the top of my dress down revealing my boobs. His cock quickly stiffened to attention as I began licking the had and playing with his balls. As he got harder, I took more of his cock into my mouth. He grabbed the back of my head and forced more of his cock into my mouth. I obliged and began to deep throat him. He took his hand off as he leaned back and groaned in ecstasy. Before long I felt him begin to stiffen and I knew he would cum soon. I immediately took his cock out of my mouth and said, "If you hire me I will swallow every last drop of your hot load. If not, I leave right now and blue ball the hell out of you."
"Yes! Yes!! The job is yours!" he said somewhat urgently.
"Mmmm good boy," I replied as i took his cock back into my mouth. I began to flick my tongue around the head making him moan. I soon had him back at the edge, although this time I forced him over. He grabbed the back of my head keeping his cock in my mouth as he began to spurt a heavy load into my mouth. I swallowed a little but kept as much in my mouth as possible. Once he finished and pulled his cock out, I opened my mouth and showed him his big load. I then swallowed the entire thing as sexily as possible.
"There is one thing, however, that you should know," He breathlessly as he pulled his pants back up, "this isn't actually for a tropical getaway. It's for a "micro-country". The people I work for, and who you will be working for, are conducting an experiment. They have converted an oil rig into what is basically a small town, able to support around 250 people for months at a time. This rig is in international waters and is a small country in every sense of the word. This means that it has its own laws. I just need you to understand that before you agree to join."
Two weeks later, I left college without even telling my roommates goodbye. They knew I was leaving, just not when. I wrote to my parents to tell them I would be leaving the country for a while and not to worry. Both of these were mistakes.
I arrived at the rig more excited than I could remember being in a long time. I was nervous, of course, but also looking forward to new experiences. I was shown to my room (which I got to myself!) then told to change out of my street clothes and into the outfit in the closet. The outfit I found in the closet seemed a tad revealing, although I figured I should not have been surprised. It was the classic "french maid" outfit. While I found it a little odd, I acknowledged that it was their right as my new employers to ask me to wear whatever they wanted. That and the pay was amazing.
After days of "introductory training" during which I learned more than I did the entire time I was at college, I began my real job. For the first few weeks everything went amazingly. I was enjoying the position, and all the free time I had. I made a few friends, mostly the girls in the hall I was in. We all had our own rooms, but regularly had "sleepovers" like we were kids again. All were just as attractive as myself, so it was easy to see what the company was looking for in the women they hired.The only thing I was missing was guys. All of the guys on the boat were older and definitely NOT my type.
The next week, however, everything took a turn for the worse. Up until this point the laws in our little country had been based strictly upon US law. Unfortunately for me and the other girls on the rig, after 3 weeks the laws were allowed to change based purely on a majority vote. And, of course, there were far more men on board as women. The first change that was made was that women became property of the company, not citizens.
I was not informed of this and went to work as usual the next day. As I walked into the first room I had to clean, the door swung shut behind me. I turned, surprised, and saw the owner of the room standing there naked, massaging a rather large, erect, cock. "Oh my!" I yelled, "Sir let me get out of your way, I thought you weren't home."
"That won't be necessary," he replied, "I want you here. Or more specifically, I want you."
"No doubt, but I DO NOT want you!"
