Hypnotising Hayley Part Eight

For those who have not read previous chapters

Hayley was 22 and Ryan 23. Hayley’s job was mainly administration. Customising standard documents according to the salesmens’ specifications. It was a bit monotonous but on the other hand stress free. It meant she could enjoy a good social life without worrying about how it might affect her job.

She had a slim face with high cheek bones. She had thick, long, waved shoulder length, golden hair, green eyes, a cute button nose and slightly full kissable lips. Her breasts were perhaps 37 though she hid them behind a round full bra. A 25 inch waist, 35 inch hips with a firm butt and reasonable legs. Not beautiful but very attractive.

Ryan is slim, brown haired, lazy, works in a warehouse. He has hypnotised Hayley so she cannot say bad things about him and cannot resist anything he wishes to do to her. She can resist anything he tells her to do. Obedience here is enforced through traditional methods.

It is an evolving story and if you have the patience I recommend starting from or at least skim reading part three. Earlier parts can be accessed by clicking on the Author profile.

Hypnotising Holly Chapter 13

Monday morning Denny, who although thirty two was Ryan’s best friend, grabbed Ryan during the lunch break and asked him what he had meant by his comment Saturday night about Hayley being into BDSM and come round Wednesday to see. She had seemed a pretty classy girl to him.

“She is classy. Fairly anyway. Her dad’s a high powered accountant. She’s into kinky stuff though. BDSM and that kind of shit. Don’t tell the others though. I thought you could have a go at her if you want. Just don’t try and steal her off me afterwards. This’ll either be a one shot to give her something new or an occasional thing. And you don’t tell anyone. I don’t want the hassle and she won’t want the embarrassment. You understand?”

“I understand dude, but it’s weird shit.”

“Well come over. See if you like it.”

“Oh I’ll like it!”

“Okay. See you Wednesday about eight. Bring a few beers with you.”

Monday Hayley relaxed and caught up on some study reading, Tuesday she went to her education class and on Wednesday was back at Ryan’s. She took off her office clothes and Ryan put her in the light blue plaid micro skirt with a dress over. The dress was also pale blue, slightly flaired to mid sky and with buttons down the front in loops. He didn’t know if the buttons were supposed to be undone but they were now. Down to her sternum so her tits could be pulled out or fondled with no trouble.

“Availability, that’s what its all about,” he said as he slid his left hand in to squeeze her left tit and put his hand up the dress to fondle her cunt. He wondered if he should get her several collars of different colours. The current red one, which as instructed she had put on in her car immediately after leaving work, didn’t really fit in. He decided they would and after she put on some more or less matching four inch blue stilletoes they went on the internet to buy some. Then he changed his mind and decided they could go into a pet store and get some on Saturday at the same time they went shopping for the camera equipment.

He took her through several different types explaining that some of the more expensive one’s had night site as well as day and had a zoom feature.

“I can text you what to do or ring you and then watch you on the cameras. We can have one or two in your bathroom toilet and I can watch you shit and piss.”

Hayley smiled amiably and said “why not master? You can do whatever you like with me here why not when I am at home too master.”

Hayley had decided the only way to get away from Ryan was to make him get fond of her or fall in love with her. She couldn’t break the hypnosis to stay with him and she couldn’t refuse to do anything he wanted because of the punishments. He had said he didn’t want to hypnotise her into doing any sexual things as then it wouldn’t be real ha ha. So as she had no choice she might as well pretend she really did want to please him and not just because of the punishments but because she really liked him. She would initiate affectionate conversations and try and have some semi normal dates. Give him a good emotional time so he would come to like her as much as her body.

This plan faltered, for this evening anyway, when Ryan told her Denny was coming over.

“The stocky, thirty year old, brown haired guy with the broken nose?” she asked.

“Yeah. I know he’s into these things.”

Hayley coloured up and absorbed the implications but stayed silent. There would be no point in arguing.

“Yeah, I told him you were into kinky stuff and rough stuff and he could come and have a go with you. I want you to treat him exactly the way you would treat me. You do anything he says and let him do anything he wants. You can call him ‘sir’ instead of master.”

Hayley had thought it couldn’t get any lower but clearly she had been wrong.

“Don’t you want me just for yourself master? It might make you jealous master.”

Ryan laughed.

“Why do I need to be jealous? You aren’t going to leave me or go with other guys. You can’t. I own you, so who cares who fucks you as long as I want them to. If I had a dog I’d have the dog fuck you. I could have you fuck guys for twenty pounds on the street but luckily for you I’m not that kind of guy.”

Yes lucky her, thought Hayley, lucky her.

“Yes, I’m lucky I’m with you and not some horrible man,” she said, desperately trying to keep up her tactics though Ryan was just confused by such a nonsense statement.

“Anyway Hayley I really want you to come every time he comes,” Ryan said using the phrase to ensure her sub-conscious would obey. Except for the one time he had wanted her to she would not notice or remember he had given her the command,

Hayley had difficulty concentrating on what he showed her on the computer after that. Once more she was to be humiliated and hurt, but humiliated even more this time as a third party would be present to treat her like shit.

Denny arrived at two minutes past eight. He had brought four cans of beer with him. They drank out of the can so Hayley didn’t need to bring glasses and she was not offered one by Ryan. They chatted about the day for five minutes then Ryan said, “I’ve been telling Ryan what a slut you are. Why not show it by doing a lap dance for us.” He clicked the remote so some music came on. Hayley got up and began dancing in front of them. Her collar was worn ring at the front..

“Pretend you’re doing a lap dance.”

Denny and Ryan watched.

“The collar around her neck, that’s her slave collar. She wears it all the time except at work though we’re thinking of getting different colours so maybe she could wear them there as well.”

He spoke to Hayley, who was a bright red, “go and take your dress off and come back with your thinnest sweater on. And be quick.”

Hayley almost ran to the bedroom to emerge half a minute later wearing the cheap off white top Ryan had first bought her. The plaid micro skirt covered her lower part. As long as she was not moving much. Her tits and nipples were clearly visible through the thin material. She carried on dancing.

“Mmm, nice,” said Denny, “nice tits and skirt.”

“Yeah she likes ‘em short. Likes to flash her you know what. I told you she was a slut. Go and dance with her. She’ll do anything you want.”

Denny pulled on his beer, put the can down and got up to dance. It was sort of odd. He had been told she would do anything, but he wasn’t sure how you started this kind of thing. His fantasising between Monday and today had been about various things he’d like to do to her but had skipped any introductory bits. Ryan skipped a few tracks to something slower.

“Grab her, give her a kiss and grope her bum.”

Denny pulled her to him and kissed her. Hayley opened her mouth for this older, near stranger to stick his beery tongue in. He slid his right hand up her skirt. If up was the right word with most of her ass available below it anyway. M’mm that was nice. He tongued her a bit deeper.

“Tell you what,” said Ryan, “who wasn’t really interested in watching an ordinary kissing session, “lets play the ball game. That should get us into it. Come and sit here and I’ll show you how it’s done. Hayley, put some nipple clamps on with bells, cunt clamps with bells and put a bell on your collar.”

This practical approach seemed to work better. Hayley knew the game and what she was supposed to do and Ryan explained it to Denny.

“Basically the idea is to humiliate and hurt the bitch.” Hayley was kneeling close to them legs apart, arms intertwined behind her back sticking her clamped and belled tits out. This was shaming but somehow having such a clearly defined role and knowing exactly what was going to happen made it less embarrassing. Just humiliating as Denny’s hungry eyes roamed over her tits and cunt not being able to decide which one he wanted to look at most. The clamps hurt a lot when they were put on and hurt a lot when they were taken off but in between, though painful and more so when she was moving, were bearable.

“Right, I’ll show you. Get in position cunt.”

Hayley turned around put her head to the ground, chin on floor, parted her legs a little and stuck her ass up in the air. Ryan rolled the ball, struck her ass with a short thin cane and said, “fetch!.” Hayley crawled quickly towards where the ball had rolled jingling and jangling. Denny enjoyed the site of her buttocks and slightly split cunt decorated with the bells as she moved. The ball bounced off the wall and she paused before seeing the new direction and chasing after it as fast as she could crawl. She stopped it with one ‘paw’ then picked it up in her mouth and crawled, as fast as she could, back to Ryan. She sat up on her knees her hands up like a begging dog and waited. Ryan put out his hand and she dropped the ball in. Ryan gave her a good slap which made a good slap noise. Hayley then turned and assumed the ass in the air position again.

“Good dog,” he said, “or sometimes I say bitch,” he explained to Denny and then swiped her with the switch again.

“That’s her reward for getting the ball,” he said. He threw the ball, switched her again and said “fetch!”

When she had come back and was back with her ass in the air with now four neat red lines crossing her cheeks, Ryan handed the ball and switch to Denny.

“I try to slap different sides of her face so it doesn’t become too one sided ha ha.”

Denny threw the ball. It ran along the carpet, hit the wall and bounced to the right. Hayley crawled quickly forward, paused then turned right and crawled quickly after it, stopping it just before it went into the kitchen. She grabbed it in her mouth and crawled and jingled really quickly back to Denny. He put out his hand, she dropped the ball and he slapped her face, trying to slap as hard as Ryan had been doing. Hayley immediately turned, put her face down, ass up, cunt displayed and received a swipe with the switch.

This game continued a while. Hayleys face got redder and her ass was so striped they were beginning to merge together. Her knees were getting very sore from all the crawling and she was noticeably slowing down. Ryan knew she was going as fast as she could because she was scared of more punishment. He called a halt.

Hayley had not had time to feel embarrassed or humiliated apart from a bit of name calling such as ‘go bitch’, ‘that’s it puppy,” ‘hey how long did the lazy bitch take that time’. She was a slave doing what her master told her as well as she could to avoid punishment. She knew Denny was enjoying immensely looking at her ass and cunt as she moved and jingled around the room, but her main concern was to find the ball, bring it back, assume the right postures. The game stopped she knelt in front of Denny hands in the doggy begging position.

“Open your legs.” She opened them to show herself fully.

“Hey she’s panting like a dog too,” said Denny.

“Yeah, good isn’t it. Guess she’s a bit puffed. What do you want her to do now?”

I don’t know. She could suck my dick.”

“Tell her then.”

Emboldened now Denny said, “suck my dick Hayley.”

“More authorative and don’t call her Hayley. Just call her cunt or bitch or slut or something. She’s just a sex object. Use her as one.”

“Suck my dick bitch,” Denny barked feeling a great surge of power, then as an afterthought even though Hayley was already jingling forward, “quickly!”

He noticed she did actually speed up and quickly untied his belt and undid the top button. Her hand reached for the zipper when he said, “pull it down with your teeth,” which he had seen in some videos.

Ryan flashed him a smile.

Hayley pulled it down with her teeth and then pulled his underwear down with her teeth as well. Denny helped her do the last bit and lifted his butt so she could pull his pants and underwear down to his knees. She held him and began licking and kissing the stem. Denny was already erect. He had been for a while. She put her mouth over his head and took it in. She moved slowly up and down, pushing it in until it went just past the back of her throat. Then pursing her lips to hold it tight as she pulled up, letting the bottom of the head just pass her lips before going down again.

“Wow she’s good,” said Denny. His penis was slightly looped like a banana and Hayley wondered if that meant it would hit her G spot if he was fucking her from the front. Then she felt ashamed that she could think such a thing abasing herself in front of anyone Ryan commanded her to.

“Pull her off and give her a good slap. She likes that sort of thing.”

Denny pulled her off by the hair and gave her a forehand and backhand slap before pushing her back down on it.

“I’ll give her ass a slap.” Ryan sat down on the floor near her bum and started slowly giving each cheek a loud slap. In terms of keeping Hayley aware she had two men using her this was effective.

“Now pull her off and spit in her mouth.”

Denny pulled her off, Hayley looked up mouth kept open and Denny spat in it. He paused as if thinking then slapped her face again.

Hayley’s cheeks were both stinging a lot and she really wished they’d stop slapping her every chance they got. Denny grabbed her nipples which still had the nipple clamps on. Hayley’s eyes shot open, her whole body went rigid and she let out an ear piercing scream. Denny was taken by surprise. He had been going to pull her by her nipples but had forgotten or not known that this would add indescribable pain to them by doubling the nipple clamp pressure. He quickly let go as Hayley doubled up and fell to the floor gasping and holding her hands over her tits. He looked at Ryan in alarm about to apologise but Ryan interrupted him with a grin as if it didn’t matter she had just been really really hurt and merely said, “guess we’d better take them off. Stupid cunt.” He looked at Hayley to make it clear who he was talking about.

“Come here slave.” Hayley heard him through her pain clouded brain and terror overcoming agony pushed herself to all fours and turned to face him.

“Kneel.” She knelt and grabbing hold of both clamps he took them off at the same time. Hayley let out another scream and was about to fall to the floor again when Ryan’s voice cut through sharply shouting “KEEP POSITION!”

Instead of falling to the floor her body went rigid instead and she absorbed the pain by contracting every muscle she had to become a temporary, quivering, living statue.

“They can be a bit painful,” he explained to Denny, “but then that’s what they’re for.”

He gave her a moment to recover and then told her to take off her cunt clamps. This gave another though smaller scream.

“See it even hurts when she does it. Lets do a bit of fucking now. Do you want front or back? We can swap as we do it anyway.”

“Think I’ll start with the mouth,” said Denny, who thought it would be easier to control himself that way.

Hayley reluctantly opened her mouth. Once she had been an intelligent girl with high morals and a good future and now she was just a sex play thing for two morons from a warehouse who probably couldn’t spell any word longer than five letters and who she had to treat as her betters while they insulted and spat on her.

Denny stuck his rampant cock in to the back of her mouth till she gagged while Ryan put some spit over his cock to push it into her dry cunt hole.

Hayley had never been double fucked before and she had only had sex with two boyfriends before meeting Ryan. Now, she wrongly thought, she knew every perversion there was. She felt filled and possessed and above all totally helpless. A helpless female dominated by men. Except she wasn’t a helpless female, she…

“I hope she’s doing a good job,” said Ryan, “using her tongue, tightening and loosening properly.”

Hayley stopped thinking to concentrate on the job in hand. It was surprising how quickly fear could overtake thought. She began flicking her tongue around the base of his head, keeping her lips and tongue to the shaft as it went in and then tightening the grip as he pulled back to maximise his pleasure.

“She seems to be improving. M’mmm. Nice. Good,” he sighed. This was much better than the one’s he’d had before. They just opened their mouths, pushed their lips against his cock and bobbed up and down often ignoring the sensitive part of his cock head altogether. He began to push deeper. It was nice hearing her gag as it plunged into the first part of her throat. He was considering trying to push it all the way down her throat, but decided he’d better not risk ruining it by having her throw up and settled for what was the best blow job ever.

Hayley worked hard on him. Five minutes passed and she was pretty sure he was really enjoying himself. Her mouth was aching and tongue getting tired but she kept it up gagging occasionally as he invaded the back of her throat. Ryan was sawing in and out of her cunthole, which had now produced some juices to protect itself, pushing in as far as he could go and slapping her right ass cheek, asserting his ownership of her.

Ryan could see Denny looking really pleased with himself, but it was time to swap.

“Swap now,” he said and for a moment Hayley felt empty. An odd feeling as if something that was part of her had gone missing. This didn’t last as she was almost immediately refilled. She tasted her cunt juices and choked as Ryan pushed his whole dick in with one thrust forcing her to open her mouth as wide as it could go and it pushed past the back of her mouth and down her throat. Ryan saw her eyes bulge, she had orders to keep her eyes open when she was sucking, and felt her choking around the shaft. He pulled back. Yeah that was what was called possessing her.

Denny had shoved into her cunt and she squeezed her cunt muscles to make herself tight. She knew Ryan would be checking how she had done with him and didn’t want a whipping.

Fairly quickly she felt Ryan speeding up. Nothing if not polite Ryan wanted to come before his friend. Hayley felt his sperm splash into her mouth and quickly began swallowing. She didn’t know how much it really was but it always felt like a lot, splashing on her tongue, hitting the top of her mouth, spurting down her throat forcing her to swallow or heave. Her mouth felt full of the slimy iron bitter tasting stuff. She kept swallowing till it was gone, though the taste would stay and began licking around his softening head to clean him.

Aaaaah,” he sighed contentedly. Hayley was at last able to close her aching mouth or partly as she still had to go through the ritual lick and clean. This was difficult as she was resting on all fours and couldn’t use her hands, while her head and body were being pushed forward and back by Denny pumping her cunt behind. She did her best and Ryan pulled away and pulled his pants and underwear up and zipped up.

Denny continued to fuck her for about another minute, giving her a chance to hear her bell jingling and the slurping sound of his dick as she was forced forward and back. But as he came close to cumming, Hayley too was beginning to feel a rising electrical sensation in her hole which rose as he quickened his thrusts as he came close to cumming.

“Hey I think she’s enjoying it,” Ryan shouted across to his friend as she began moaning and the sound of her moans began to rise. This in turn made him pump harder until when he finally splashed inside her she too went over the top. She felt the sperm being shot into her over and over from his rippling rock and her own vagina was rippling too until the two things combined also drove her over the top and she had an overwhelming orgasm.

Her head came back as she cried out and her buttocks pushed back and forth and her arm and leg muscles tightened and relaxed in time with the rippling electricity that overwhelmed her body.

“Oh, oh, oooooooh,” and then she went limp, just managing to stay on all fours and not slump to the floor.

“Wow,” said Denny as he pulled out, “she really did like it.”

“Go round the front, she’ll clean your dick for you. Normally she’d turn round and do it but I can see she’s looking a bit spent at the moment,” he grinned at his own joke.

Denny, his pants round his ankles did an undignified walk to her front. Hayley’s head was still spinning from the orgasm but she vaguely saw a dick hanging in front of her and leant forward to start licking and sucking it clean. Now she was no longer being butted from the back she was able to lift one hand to help. After a minute Denny withdrew, pulled up his clothes joined Ryan on the sofa and took some more pulls from his beer.

Hayley, head hanging and hidden by her hair continued to stay on all fours looking limp. She felt a bit of spunk dripping out of her hole and sliding between her cunt lips towards the carpet. She put a hand back, scooped it up with two fingers and licked it off. She felt weak and confused following the intense orgasm.

For a few minutes everyone maintained position savouring the moment. For the boys a feeling of satisfaction and pride. For Hayley a feeling of exhaustion, shame and humiliation. After this Denny looking at the clock and seeing it was still early said, “what shall we do next?”

“Actually I feel like a piss if I can raise the effort to go to the bathroom,” he continued.

“Why raise the effort if you’ve got a slut who can do it for you,” Ryan replied.

“Hayley, go and get a big bowl to hold under your chin so that when Denny pisses in your mouth and you swallow it,” he emphasised the last bit, “it won’t mess up the carpet.”

As Hayley now understood the importance of quickly and without hesitation carrying out her master’s orders immediately she pushed the horror of this idea beneath the surface and crawled quickly into the kitchen to come back with a pyrex glass cooking bowl.

“Kneel in front of Denny, look up, keep your eyes and mouth open and when he pisses in your mouth swallow it as fast as you can. Any that goes into the bowl you can drink afterwards. If it’s too much you’ll be punished though. If the carpet gets any mess on it you’ll be paying for the new one.” As it was difficult to see the carpet through the years of stains this seemed a bit harsh.

Every time she thought it could get no lower a new level of lowness came thought poor Hayley. She did as instructed. Denny stood up, took out his dick and put it close to her mouth so when the first spurt came it wouldn’t go on the carpet.

It took a moment to come and Hayley’s mouth was already aching from how wide she was opening it. She didn’t want any to miss. The force when it came caught her by surprise. It went straight to the back of her throat and she started swallowing immediately as fast as she could. It wasn’t fast enough and it began flowing out down her chin and into the bowl.

“Try pushing your cock right near her throat, perhaps it’ll go straight down like a drain, Don’t matter if you get some piss on it she can lick it off afterwards.” said Ryan.

Denny pushed his cock to the back of her mouth to see if this worked. It didn’t. Hayley choked and her head went down to choke over the bowl. Denny’s penis came out and sprayed piss across her cheek bones and nose just missing her eyes. It ran down into the bowl. Hayley’s choking was only brief and she was quickly able to raise her head again so it went in her mouth. She began earnestly swallowing again. It wasn’t the amount but the way it came in a forceful jet that made it difficult to swallow.

It seemed to go on forever though it was actually only a minute and a bit before it trickled to a stop. Ryan shook the last few drops into her upraised mouth and stood back. For a moment Hayley forgot what was expected of her. Quickly her training cut in. Limp cock hanging in front of her face, must need cleaning. She moved rapidly forward to take it in her mouth and suck it clean. Denny pulled it out, put it back in his trousers and flopped back on the sofa.

“Aaah that’s better,” he sighed and opened another can of beer to take a swig.

Hayley knelt holding the bowl under her chin, small droplets running down her lower face and dripping into it. She smelt the piss under her nose and tasted the piss in her mouth. Her stomach was filled with warm liquid.

“Right drink it down cunt. You can clean your mouth with your hands or arm.”

Hayley raised the noxious bowl and drank down the remaining half of the piss. When she had finished Ryan decided he needed a piss too and also used her mouth. When Hayley had drunk all his piss direct and from the bowl she felt a little nauseous.

“Take it to the kitchen piss cunt and wash it then come back here and we’ll think what to do next. Tell you what bring in a beer bottle from the fridge when you come back.”

Hayley washed the basin and ran a washing up sponge over her face then crawled back to Ryan with a bottle of beer from the fridge and knelt to hand it to him.

“No I don’t want it. It’s for you.” She looked around for a bottle opener.

“For fucking yourself with stupid, not for drinking. We need a bit of entertainment. Start on your back. Your cunt looks like its been lubricated by Denny so you shouldn’t need any lube apart from a bit of saliva perhaps.”

Hayley lay on her back, opened her legs wide and slowly pushed the cold bottle in. The two boys lay back to watch and discussed what type of girls they liked. Type and shape of breasts, type and shape of ass, even their favourite type of cunt.

“Yeah, I hate those ones that hang down too far.”

“Yeah or those ones where crinkly bits poke through.”

They discussed nipples, big or small, Ryan liked medium size but Denny liked big as it gave you something to hold on to, “especially if you want to twist or squeeze ‘em.”

They discussed aureola size.

Hayley slid the bottle in and out of herself. Her cunt tube was freezing. The boys asked her to show them her cunt and open it wide. She put her head to the ground, stuck up her ass, pulled her cunt lips wide and went red as they discussed bits of her cunt and touched and felt bits. Next they asked her to kneel but bounce up and down slightly to keep her tits jiggling. They discussed her tits, neck, lips, eyes and hair. Ryan had told Denny early on not to say anything too nice about her. They discussed her in general with other women.

“Would she kiss my feet?” asked Denny

“Sure why not?” Ryan shrugged, “she’ll do anything you tell her to.”

“Hayley cunt kiss my feet.”

Hayley immediately crawled in front of him, took off his socks and began kissing and sucking his feet.

“Let’s get her to do some exercise,” said Ryan after a brief while, “Hayley do five starbursts.”

Ryan was using her name to make her aware it was her being talked about and her being made to do lots of things just to please him and Denny.

“Hayley faced them and jumped flinging her arms and legs out to do five starbursts. She knew they liked it because her tits bounced up and down.

“Do some squats.” She did some squats so they could watch her cunt lips open up and close.

“Do some touching the toes.” She turned her back on them as she knew they wanted and began a series of touching her toes.

Denny thought of something else.

“Does she have any bunny ears?”

“I expect we got some. See if we’ve got some bunny ears.”

“Hayley dropped to all fours and crawled to the bags. Finding some she put them on and returned to kneel in front of them.

“Sit like a rabbit,” said Denny.

Hayley sat on her haunches hands in front of her like a bunny.

“Do some bunny hops left and right.”

Hayley realised she would not be able to hop from a squatting position so raised her self up a bit but with legs still bent and did four hops to the left keeping her hands up like a bunny and then turned to do four back.

“Yeah keep going,” Denny waved left and right. Hayley hopped four steps to the left then eight to the right and went back and forth for them.

“She bought a lot of things last Saturday, she can show you. Fuck cunt bring out some of the whips and things you bought on Saturday will you darling?”

“You need a hook from the ceiling to hang her from for whipping” said Denny .

“Yeah I.m going to get one,” he waved at Hayley so she went back to her hunched bunny position in front of them,

“I guess we could improvise. We could handcuff her and make her stand with her hands over her head stretched up as if she was hanging.”

They got Hayley to do this.

“Master, I don’t think I’m going to be able to keep my arms raised like this very long.”

“Yeah, probably right. Put your hands on the back of your head elbows back and part your legs.”

Hayley took the position facing the sofa. The two guys went behind her to look at whips they could use. Ryan gave Denny her leash, but whispered in his ear not to hit too hard. Denny nodded and lashed Hayley across the right ass cheek. It was hard enough to hurt and leave a mark but not hard enough to have her screaming. He walked round to her side and delivered another one. This hit her hip and curled round to strike across her cunt mound. Hayley let out a grunt of pain so he hit her across the middle of her stomach. She gave another “uuh.”

Denny walked in front of her and brough the leash down on her right breast, then diagonally across her left before continuing around to land one on her side, then horizontally on her back, horizontal across her a thigh. He walked slowly around her repeating these varied strikes while Hayley grunted and moaned from the impacts. For a bit of variety at one point he did an under arm swing from behind her to hit her cunt. He noticed her “uuh,” sounded notably more pained and did another from the front. He added this to the other strokes as he went round her.

“I think this is making me horny. Maybe it’s time for another fuck, then I guess I’ll have to go if I’m going to get up for work in the morning.”

Hayley received some more whipping until she was twisting and turning and squealing before being double fucked again.

This time the fucking lasted some time as the two guys had come earlier. She was pounded back and forth between them, feeling like a bit of mindless meat. Nothing but a plastic sex toy herself. Eventually the two of them came, this time filling her mouth and cunt almost simultaneously and in turn, as Ryan had commanded her unconscious, Hayley came too. When they pulled out it was all she could manage not to fall on the floor.

After she had cleaned them both Denny got ready to leave. He would have liked to give her a good grope and deep kiss goodbye, but as her mouth was probably full of the taste of both their cums, he decided against it and settled for thanking Ryan for a great evening.

When he came back from the door Ryan was smiling broadly.

“Excellent,” he enthused, “Christ we’ll have to do that again. Well done cunt. Anyway I guess you might as well fuck off now and I’ll see you Saturday.”

Hayley put on her work skirt and top. Their cum would leak out of her as she drove home. She’d have to wear a different skirt tomorrow. Driving back, hurting slightly but mainly feeling weak, she thought about her orgasms. She was mortified at what had happened and couldn’t understand it. Did she like being double fucked? No she didn’t. So why had she come. Had Ryan done something to her without her knowing or was her body beginning to like this regular abuse.

Sobbing softly she made her way home.  She had to find a way out of this.

Hypnotising Hayley Chapter 14

Hayley gets to play Goldilocks

Hayley came over Saturday morning. It was a cool day and she was wearing a short grey woollen dress, one of the items Ryan had left in her wardrobe. It was not that revealing but in a climate like the UK practical. It would take time to get all her dresses with zips or buttons in the front. Ryan accepted they needed to look acceptable for this particular shopping expedition and off they went.

They returned to Hayley’s flat with a similar but v necked dress and a few V necked sweaters, T shirts, short skitrs and a load of security cameras. Ryan was beginning to think dresses were a bit of a nuisance as far as top access was concerned. If you lived in California you could wear crop tops and sun dresses every day, but here, with the weather veering hot and cold even on the same day it became less practical. He bought her, if using her money was buying for her, a few sun type dresses and some button faced cardigans she could wear over them, but on the whole separates seemed a better idea.

The cameras had cost a lot and with the other items they had bought and the previous week’s shopping Hayley was getting worried about her credit card.

“Nah, it’s low said Ryan, “but we’ll stop after the next lot of things. I thought I could turn the spare bedroom into a dungeon or something. Get an X shaped cross, T shaped cross, table thing with adjustable thingies, fit a hook from the ceiling, that kind of thing. I’ve been looking it up since Denny’s comment about a hook. Never had the money before”

Thank you Denny, thought Hayley.

“Am I richer than your previous girlfriends then master?”

“Some,” smiled Ryan as his previous girlfriends had all been eighteen year old school kids the age of his sister.

“Did they all call you master, master?”

“No. Some did or some, some of the time. You’re special.”

“That’s nice to know,” she smiled, “why’s that master?”

“You’re older,” he conceded, “and I’m thinking of having more commitment to you. The others were all a bit boring.”

“You like my conversation master?” she asked with surprise.

“I wouldn’t push it,” said Ryan, “ I like your body most, conversation second, but I can’t spend all day and night whipping and fucking you, so yeah the bits in-between matter too.”

“Doesn’t it get boring hearing me say master all the time when we’re having a conversation master as opposed to when you’re giving me orders and it sounds better master?”

“It’s best to keep rules simple otherwise it gets complicated. You can put it at the end of when you’re talking instead of the end of every sentence if you want. Anyway it’s four o’clock. I’ll start putting up some of these things. Should be a simple drill a hole job to put up the stands. We’ll wire some and use the batteries for the others. Save you endless charging.”

“Thank you. I’ll see what we have for dinner master.”

Hayley was elated. She had got her first concession out of him and some sign that he saw a relationship aspect in it. It might still be a long way up the tunnel but perhaps there was a glimmer of light she might get away. She was just heading into the kitchen area which was semi open plan with the living room when he called out, “Oh by the way you can change into something sexier now.”

Ryan fitted cameras in the living room (three), bedroom (two), toilet (two) one mid wall and one low looking up towards the toilet seat. He fitted one to look at the bath and that was that. Where they had wires he left them dangling. She could pin them to the wall and paint them to make them look less conspicuous herself.

Hayley cooked him a nice meal, which was another advantage she had over previous girlfriends and Ryan fiddled around with the software on her laptop while they watched Saturday night TV. By the end of the evening it all seemed fixed. He had prepared her some ‘meals’ back at his place which he was intending to give her tomorrow for a Goldilocks game.

The rest of the evening went fairly uneventfully. For those interested in Ryan’s average lovemaking it went as follows. They watched some movies then Ryan suggested she do her exercises and they could go to bed.

Hayley took of whatever skimpy clothes she was wearing and lay on the floor on her front to do the four push ups. Ryan watched her breasts flatten then go loose and hanging before being flattened again.

Next the four sit ups, hands starting above her head and forward to touch her toes, three rolls alternating to left and right sides, stand up to lift arms from sides to touch above her head three times, four star jumps which Ryan had decided to add following the evening with Denny, four wide legged squats held for three seconds each to show her open cunt then six touch the toes facing away from him to show it closed, finally on all fours to do backward pelvic thrusts that made her look like she was practiising fucking.

“Very sexy. Now come and lick/kiss my feet.”

Hayley did this for a while then was instructed to work up to his groin and kiss his dick through his trousers , then open every thing up and kiss the stem and balls and lick under his balls. This involved taking all his lower clothes off. He slid himself forward so his butt came to the edge of the couch so she could lick the area between his anus and balls.

“Might as well do the hole while you’re down there I guess.”

Hayley kissed and licked his asshole and worked her way along the perineum to his balls, over and around his balls then up the stem of his cock before working her way down back to the anus and repeating . She did this for five minutes or so until her tongue was tired and her mouth full of a slight shit flavour before he suggested she could suck him. After a bit of this which gave her mouth a more neutral taste he suggested they go to bed.

Ryan was excited at the thought of what he could make her do remotely. He could control every aspect of her life from when she got up to when she went to bed.

He lay on his back with his hands behind his head while Hayley kissed his neck, chest, nipples, stomach and worked her way down to his cock. He had a small flogger which he occasionally lashed her back with and get some satisfying grunts. He liked being rough with her when she was being so delicate with him. One of her hands was gently cupping his balls while she gently but deeply sucked on him. He leaned forward just a little to give her another lash. Somehow her back just didn’t look right without a few red lines across it.

He would not be able to see her get up as he would be too busy getting to work himself and getting up earlier than her. He could record video from the cameras though so could still give her a routine. Maybe he should forbid her wiping her cunt after peeing and make her clean herself with her fingers, rubbing them through her slit and sucking them clean until any remaining drops of wee were gone. Did she have breakfast? He could control what she had. Maybe make her do some naked exercising or stay naked until the last minute when she had to dress, no underwear of course, and leave.

Hayley’s tongue revolved around the base of his helmet. It felt good. He gave her another lash. It was important she felt some stinging lines on her as she worked on him.

He could make her strip the moment she got inside the house, dictate what she wore, what she did through every minute to bedtime and even when she had gone to bed. The power. The glorious power!

He pulled her up by her hair and rolled half on top of her. He slapped her face and kissed her. His right hand cupped her head while his left went between her legs to squeeze her cunt. He dug his nails into the outer labia so she moaned painfully into his mouth.

“Ask me to squeeze you.”

“Please squeeze me master.”

Her cry of pain was stifled by his tongue pushing into her, filling her mouth and pushing to the back of her throat. He squeezed harder and her lower body bucked and twisted from the pain. He released a bit then did it again. She bucked and twisted and moaned desperately as he kissed her. Finally he stopped releasing and tightening, releasing and tightening to pull off her mouth.

“Thank me.”

“Thank you for squeezing my cunt as I asked for master.”

“Would you like it harder?”

“Yes. Harder please master,” Hayley’s voice trembled. She didn’t know if he could do it harder. His nails had seemed to dig in as much as he could last time. She screamed as he pushed his nails in as deep as he could and he quickly stifled her with his tongue. Didn’t want to wake up the neighbours. He pushed some fingers inside her so when squeezing he was hurting her cunt tube as well as labia.

Finally he stopped leaving her gasping and her eyes watering and started finger fucking her with two fingers. He stuck his fingers in her just because he could. Her cunt was available to him whenever he wanted. He pulled out and gave it a few slaps. Hayley cried out. She tried hard to keep her legs spread. She didn’t want punishment. It took a strong effort of will. He slapped the sensitive area some more, watching her body jerking with each strike and tears well in her eyes. He grinned. Complete ownership.

He jammed his fingers back into her, pulled the slimy fingers out and jammed them into her asshole. He finger fucked her asshole for a few minutes then got on top of her and put his cock in her. She was nice and tight. He squeezed her left tit with his right hand digging the nails in as he had with her cunt. Didn’t want her enjoying herself too much. He put his left hand over her mouth to block her cries as he squeezed and humped her. He switched to fucking her assand finally shot his load into it. He let himself go soft, rolled off, she went down to lick and clean him and he relaxed into a self satisfied sleep.

Hayley thought sadly of her fate to be used in the same way as a sex doll except she didn’t need cleaning and feeling suitably used eventually drifted off as well. To think only a few weeks ago she had been punished so badly for not cleaning his shit smelling cock.

Sunday morning after a quick fuck similar to the one the night before, but caning her ass a few times instead of using the flogger, he kept her naked while she made him breakfast. He enjoyed the sight of the cane stripes and they relaxed. She read some news and articles on her tablet and he watched some TV and YouTube. At 12 o’clock he said he had prepared her some lunch at his place. They went in her car and he would come back to collect his when she left.

They arrived and Ryan told her to put on her Alice in Wonderland dress. It was different from Alice’s as it was mid thigh length and the busom was low like a German barmaid costume pushing her tits up to form two rounded globes. Her tits could also be easily flipped out if desired. Ryan decided she would not need shoes so she remained barefoot. A slip on head band, part of the Alice outfit, held her hair back behind her ears.

Ryan brought out the kitchen table and the four plastic chairs.

“Today we’re going to play Goldilocks.”

Hayley looked suitably nervous and puzzled.

“Next role play I might do a script but we’ll just play this one as it goes along. Basically you are Goldilocks and you are walking in the forest when you find a house. You go in and find a table with four meals on it. You are hungry and eat each meal in turn. Before each meal you say ‘yummy yummy, this looks good. Where there is a drink you will drink it with your meal. It’s a bit like the bit in Celebrity Jungle. “

Hayley did not like this. One of the games in the TV show “I’m a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here” involved eating various revolting food dishes. They could say the show’s name and not have to do it. She suspected she would not have that option.

“Later I will come in dressed as a bear and pretend to be Mr Bear. For the role play you will call me Mr Bear, not Master. To protect their meals the bears have put things on the chairs to make them uncomfortable, but you will ignore these and sit on them anyway. So go in the bedroom and I will knock the door when ready. You can come in. Treat it like a play. I expect lots of dialogue or else.”

Hayley went into the bedroom and nervously sat on the bed. Ryan put out the meals each in a soup bowl covered by a plate. On the first chair he put a piece of cardboard that had tacks pushed through it so she would have to sit on the tacks. On the second he put a triangular piece of wood on the third he put a large greased butt plug with suction cup to keep it attached. On the fourth he put stinging nettles. He knocked on the door for Hayley to come out and stood where he would get a good triangular view. Hayley came through the door and attempted to role play.

“Oh my!” she said, “a house in the forest. Is that a table of food? I’m so hungry.” She went over to the first chair. Pulled it out and noted the tacks. Gingerly she sat down. The pale blue dress being short lifted up so her bare behind sat fully on the tacks. She winced a little and pulled the chair forward to reach the bowl. There was a spoon to eat with. She removed the plate over the top and looked at a small bowl of mealworms and a few dead beetles in a yellow liquid. There was a wine glass with golden liquid in.

“This looks like a bear’s house. This must be baby bear’s meal,” he prompted.

“This must be a bear’s house,” said Hayley nhappily, “and this must be the baby bear’s meal,” then luckily remembering what else she was supposed to say said, “yummy yummy, this looks good.”

She put the spoon in and gingerly put a spoonful in her mouth and chewed. The beetles were crunchy and slightly bitter and scratchy. The mealworms were fatty and had a horrible smelly flavour. The liquid was Ryan’s piss” She swallowed a mouthful and said,”M’mmm. That is nice. I should eat like a bear more often.” She chewed her way through it and drank the liquid in the wine glass which was also piss

She moved to the next chair. She had to push the tacked cardboard off her ass cheeks and on the next chair found the triangular wood. She fitted it between her ass cheeks. She had to sit slightly back or it was going to cut into her perineum. It was sharper than it looked and quite painful digging into her ass crack and ass hole.

She had a spoon and fork. She removed the plate and found a bowl of worms and slugs. She wondered if she would have to take a worm pill afterwards.

“This must be mummy bear’s meal,” she tried to exclaim, “yummy yummy, this looks good. Even better than baby bear’s.”

The worms were cold but most seemed alive a few making some attempts to wriggle. The slugs were hunched up balls of slime but a few had extended in the warmth of the room and were now slowly moving over the worms. She almost heaved just looking at them. She looked at Ryan for mercy but he was just smiling broadly.

“Treat it like spaghetti,” Ryan suggested.

Hayley used the spoon to help twirl worms around the fork and popped them in her mouth. She did a slight heave at their slimyness but womanfully chomped down and chewed. They were very gritty. Soft but chewy. The slugs were a different matter. They were soft and slimy and revolting to look at. When she finally put one in her mouth the slime was revolting, but it was when she bit on it. It burst to release some revolting slimy mess of green blood and digested leaf food. She gave her biggest heave so far and it came back out and plopped back into the bowl. It lay there as a gooey green/white/black gooey mess. She looked desperately at Ryan but he was still just grinning widely. She put the spoon under the mess and closed her eyes.

“Eyes open,” he said, “I can paddle you a bit for encouragement if you want.”

She opened her eyes and screwing up her whole face pushed it in and swallowed it with no chewing. Her stomach made a few bad movements but kept it down. She wanted to put the slugs in and swallow them whole but couldn’t imagine them crawling or more accurately, sliming their way around her stonach. In the end she gave each one a hard bite to hopefully kill it and then swallowed. Eventually with much heaving and gulping and movement on the chair which drove the wood into her ass crack inflicting more pain than it was already, she finished. There was one time when the heave threw some of the muck halfway up her throat, but she managed to contain it and swallow it down without being actually sick into the bowl.

By the time she finished her face was a picture of misery. She drank down the glass of piss and quickly rose from the chair to remove the agonising bit of wood from her ass crack and ass hole. She gingerly ran a hand along the painful line. Almost thankfully she moved to the next chair.

She saw the butt plug and lowered herself down on it. There were a few tacks pointy end up at the bottom which stuck into her. Something filling her ass was infinitely preferable to something biting into it. Except there was something on it. It was burning her rectum. She tried to concentrate on what was in front of her. There was a knife and fork. She removed the plate cover. There was a turd and some cold mashed potato and peas.

“Treat it like a sausage,” Ryan suggested helpfully.

She had learnt to lick shit off penises and dildoes and now she was going to have to eat it. Yet she knew she had no choice.

Hayley tentatively cut a bit and added some mash and peas and put it in her mouth. The taste of shit was overwhelming. She heaved several times, bit on the soft texture which smeared all over her teeth, nearly coughed it out and then managed to swallow it. This did not stop her heaving and she fought to keep it in her stomach. She reached for the drinking glass of piss that had been provided. Took a gulp and swirled it around her mouth and swallowed. Filling her mouth with the taste of piss helped a little but did not fully overcome the taste of shit. This was much stronger than licking an ass hole or cleaning a dildo. She inwardly sighed that she even knew such a thing.

Eyes watering she recovered, calmed herself down and got ready for the next.

“You forgot to say yummy and daddy bear etc.”

Hayley breathed deep.

“Yummy yummy. This looks good. This must be daddy bear’s meal,” she said very unconvincingly.

Ryan suspected she was falling out of character.

“I can’t wait to try this.”

She cut another piece of turd, mixed it with mash and peas and took her second gulp. This went much like the first with heaving and desperate chomping and swallowing. The stuff was so sticky and dry it was difficult to swallow and stuck horribly to her teeth. Hayley had to leave a gap between each mouthful to let her stomach settle down. It took ten minutes of nightmare to finish the whole meal. On top of the other things she was beginning to feel pretty full and bloated and her arse was burning horribly.

At last looking a bit white and sick she was ready to move on. She carefully eased herself off the dildo. To be on the safe side she knelt by the chair to lick it and suck it clean. This actually removed some of the shit taste from her mouth, however it couldn’t remove it all because of the way it stuck as a smear on the sides and between her teeth. To think she had taken such a beating for what she now saw as a simple task. She could feel a few tacks still in her ass cheeks but decided it was safest to leave them there and dreading what she was going to find moved to the final chair.

When she saw the stinging nettles she couldn’t help but recoil.

“This is grandfather’s meal,” Ryan encouraged her.

Hayley trembled and didn’t want to do it. Ultimately her fear of punishment overcame her fear of the nettles and she shakingly and slowly lowered herself onto them. She should have just thumped down on them as this would have broken most of the points and reduced the amount of stings. Lowering herself slowly and fearfully and pulling up with a cry each time she was stung made the whole painful affair last much longer.

It was only thirty seconds but seemed much longer before Hayley, with tears in her eyes and many cries of pain was finally seated. Her arse stung and itched terribly. She really wanted to jump up and rub her hands over her ass cheeks to stop the pain and itching. She blinked away the water in her eyes, blurring her vision and tried to concentrate on what was before her. There was a spoon. She removed the plate and found a sloppy mixture of piss, shit and mashed potato forming a sort of thick soup. Some bits of shit floated in lumps on the top, other parts had partly dissolved into the piss.

“Grandad has a problem with his teeth, he can’t handle solid food.”

There were bits of frothy stuff floating here and there.

“Grandad dribbles a bit and spits so there might be some frothy stuff in it.”

It also looked like Ryan had masturbated over it as there were streaks of what looked like cum over the top. The whole thing smelt awful. Hayley would have tried to reason with him. He couldn’t expect her to eat this, but she knew it would be useless That was exactly what he expected. Or perhaps it was another set up to fail so he could punish her. Arse stinging and itching she put a spoon into the mess and tried to pour it direct down the back of her throat. This caused her to choke and cough some of it back up again into the bowl.

Ryan went quickly into the kitchen and came back with a bucket which he put on the floor to her left.

She spooned some more in, managing to swallow it though heaving terribly. Her whole mouth and nose was full of the smell and taste. Shit, piss and cum. She wanted to confront him. Why are you doing this to me? Why do you hate me? What have I ever done to you? I have been good and obedient and this is the way you treat me. It was so unfair. T

Tears of misery rolled down her cheek as another spoonful went in and she began a new bout of retching. Her whole body shook with her heaving chest and she made about to be sick sounds, her movement caused more stinging from the nettles. On the fourth mouthful she threw up into the bucket. The smell of her own sick joined with the rest. She forced down another spoonful but it came up again.

The contents of the bucket were enough to make you throw up just to see it. Shitty liquid piss with mealworms, worms, mashed slug bodies and the revolting soupy mess she was trying to eat. She burst into tears and her head fell to the table. The smell of sick joined the other terrible smells and tastes.

“You keep eating,” Ryan said and walked into the spare room.

He was gone several minutes during which time Hayley collected herself enough to eat two more mouthfuls. From somewhere inside herself she had brought out a steely determination. She would show him. He had set her up to fail but she would not fail. She was sick again, pissy shit running out of her nose. If she sicked up every mouthful she would eat it all.

Ryan emerged from the spare room in a bear onesie.

“Rrrrr, rrrr,” he said, “who is this in my house?”

Hayley looked at him. For a moment she had forgotten what was happening and her vision was blurred by tears. She blinked and took in the odd sight.

“Grr, grrr, are you eating my food? Who are you?”

A feeling of relief swept over Hayley. Was it over? Her mouth and lips and nose covered in pissy shit and the revolting sight and smells from the bucket. The indescribable itching and stinging on her arse cheeks.

“I,I’m Goldilocks,” she managed, somehow getting it together, encouraged by the fact she had made it to the end.

“Goldilocks,” he said in as deep a voice as he could manage, “and who is Goldilocks?”

“I’m a girl,” she faltered, “I got lost in the forest.”

“A girl?” he growled, “if you’re a girl stand up and show me your tits.”

Hayley stood up and let out several cries as the stinging nettles stung again before falling off back to the chair as her dress dislodged them. The ridiculous bear pointed to a spot in front of him. The barefooted Goldilocks walked to it and stood straight. She realised the cut of the bosom was low enough for her to pull her tits over it. She pulled them both out so they hung over the top of the dress.

“They look like tits,” the bear growled, “maybe you are a girl. What are you doing here?”

“I was wandering in the forest and I saw this house.”

“So you thought you could just come in and eat all our food did you?”

“I didn’t know it was your food Mr Bear.”

“So whose food did you think it was?” he said to the now bare breasted girl.

Hayley coloured up, “I don’t know.”

“Well it’s mine and you’ve eaten it all up.”

“I’m sorry, but I had been in the forest for days. I’ve been starving.”

Hayley knew where this was going , but she had to try and save herself.

“Well that’s not good enough. You’ll have to be punished.”

Hayley threw herself on her knees, clasped her hands together and looking up at him said, “please Mr Bear. Don’t punish me. I’ve been good all week. I could make you some new food. Please. Please,” she wrung her hands.

Ryan’s cock jerked from this performance especially the hopeful ‘I’ve been good all week’.

“No, you must be punished.”.

Hypnotising Hayley Chapter 15

Goldilocks’s Punishment

Mr Bear grabbed Hayley/Goldilocks by the arm and threw her over the first chair. Her tits, now out of the dress, hung down.

“Stay there girl,” he growled.

He returned quickly with some handcuffs and handcuffed each wrist to one of the chair legs. He had also brought a cane.

“This is for eating Baby Bear’s meal,” he said and slashed the cane hard across her thighs. Hayley let out a cry of pain and jerked satisfactorily. A red stripe started to form.

“Please Mr Bear, please have mercy.”

She screamed again as a second stroke hit. She would have jerked up but was held by the handcuffs which bit into her wrists as she jerked. Her tits bounced, her ass wobbled. On the next her legs scissored up and down. Ryan paused to slide a hand up the inside of one thigh and stroke the side of his index finger back and forth between her cunt lips as he stroked the thigh. Then back and another. Another piercing scream . This time just her right leg jacknifed up and down. Four angry red lines across each thigh.

To make it last longer he struck the next four on her left thigh only watching her body jerk and her leg go up and down and her wrists jerk against the metal cuffs. He walked around to the other side to deliver four there. Eight stripes on each thigh. Hayley’s breathing was ragged.

“This is what happens to naughty girls who eat baby’s meals,” he growled, “they’ll probably blame me as well for not locking the door. But if you can’t leave a door unlocked in the middle of the forest where can you? Evil girl!” and he slashed another this time across both thighs.

“Are you sorry now?”

“Y, yes, m, Mr Bear. I’m sorry,” Hayley stammered between pained gasps. Her thighs were on fire. He walked round to the other side and swished in another, then another and another and another giving her no time to recover between each stroke. The chair and Hayley bounced around with each new hit, her shrieks reached a new height and her legs never stopped moving. Several times the chair nearly fell over with her thrashing.

In all he did twenty four strokes. Hayley moaned piteously and slumped almost lifeless over the chair. He stroked his hand up and down each thigh feeling the red inflamed ridges and the heat coming out from them. Hayley moaned at each touch to a welt. He fondled her cunt again.

He left her shackled over the chair ass in the air while he went to the kitchen and made himself a sandwich and coffee. He sat on the sofa admiring her backside, cunt and striped thighs while he ate, listening to her gentle moaning. The onesie was making him hot. It’s not easy being a bear, he thought to himself.

When he had finished he uncuffed her and moved her to the next chair.

“This is for Mummy Bear,” he growled.

“Please, no more,” she begged pointlessly.

He removed the triangular block and replaced it with the tacked cardboard. He pushed her down on the tacks and cuffed her hands together behind the chair back. If she got up she could slide them off, but sitting they would hold her in position and stick her tits out. He cuffed her ankles to the front legs. He pushed her dress up slightly so he could see her cunt better.

“As it’s Mummy Bear you’ve offended I think it only fair you have a female bit punished,” he growled. Hayley sat on the chair her thighs still stinging badly and said nothing.

“Do you want to apologise to Mummy Bear?”

“I apologise to Mummy Bear,” she mumbled and then received the first hit with a medium crop across her tits. She had screamed so much earlier that all she could manage this time was a strangled gurgle. Ryan decided her head was in the way and got a bit of string to tie her hair to the handcuffs so that her head was pulled back. He went to her other side and brought the crop down on the milky white skin again. Another strangled gurgle and slight rocking as she involuntarily jerked her head forward which pulled on her cuffs and tilted the chair forward slightly.

The tacks in her behind were hardly going to be noticed next to the intense stinging of her thigh backs and the new pain from her tits. Ryan walked slowly from right to left letting her feel the full pain before bringing down the next stroke. Hayley’s body tried to bend forward but was held by her arms and hair. She was aware this attempted forward movement was causing pain from the pulling of her hair but could not do anything about it.

Ryan looked down at the nice white skin crossed by the glowing red marks from the crop. He was working his way down and the next stroke was going to hit her nipples, already sticking out from fear. He aimed carefully and this time an agonised scream was ripped from her throat. Her whole body thrashed as far is it was able, forward and back and from side to side. Her knees moved together and came apart just failing to meet. There seemed to be no part of her body that wasn’t in some frenzied repetitive movement. Ryan thought the chair was going to fall over as the legs came off the carpet and then crashed back again, but somehow it stayed upright. He lashed another one in on top of the shaking mounds which caused the whole activity to start again.

When she finally came to rest there was a contnuous repeating moan, ‘aah aah, aah aah’ and a continuous small rocking of her body above the waist.

Ryan thought he should probably stop.

“That’ll teach you to steal a mummy’s food,” he growled and then, “let me see what a human girls baby hole smells like.” He got on all fours to keep up his bear pretence and pushed his head between her legs to sniff and nuzzle her cunt. From the top it did seem like some weird funny animal licking her. To Hayley it just added helpless humiliation to all the pain.

When Ryan had tired of licking and occasionally biting her cunt and growling and Hayley’s pain had reduced to just terrible, he uncuffed her and stood her up. He bent her forward over the next chair as with Baby Bear.

“This is my dinner that you ate,” he growled and added a few bear like grrr, grr’s. This time he was going to use a belt on her behind.

“Have you anything to say human girl?”

Hayley tried to control the pain from her thighs and tits enough to continue with the charade and through shortened tense gasps managed to say, “I,I’m sorry for eating your dinner,” big swallow, “Mr Bear.”

“And you will be,” growled Mr Bear/Ryan as this time he brought his trouser belt down across her ass. This was a different type of pain, stroke overlapped stroke until the whole the whole behind was covered in welts several times. The stinging of the belt became worse as bruises formed from multiple hits.

“This,” whack! “will teach you,” whack! “not to eat, “whack! “daddy bear’s food,” whack!

“I want you to apologise between each stroke,” he said in a deep bear like voice, whack!

“I’m sorry Daddy Bear for eating your food.”

Whack!

“I’m sorry Daddy Bear for eating your food.”

Whack!

“I’m s,sorry Daddy Bear for eating your food.”

Whack!

“Uuh, I….. I’m sorry Daddy Bear for eating your food.”

“Whack!

Hayley’s Voice rose in pitch and the words came out faster, “I’m sorry Daddy Bear for eating your food.”

“Whack! The words rose in pitch and volume. Whack! Her breathing became more and more ragged and the words had to be forced out quickly between gasps. Whack! They became part of her shout of pain and garbled. Whack! Whack! Whack! It seemed to go on forever.

Ryan watched as her cheeks turned from red to yellow and brown blotches and eventually stopped.

This time instead of letting her rest he uncuffed her, stood her up and unzipping the dress from the back let it fall to the floor to leave her naked. Hayley was crying uncontrollably and close to hysterics.

He bent her over the next chair face down breasts perilously close to the nettles. She continued crying and groaning, gasping for air.. Ryan gave her a spank on the right cheek. Hayley let out a satisfactory cry of pain.

“That’ll teach you human girl.”

There was a pause while he went to the heap of gear on the floor where the bags had been and chose a three tailed whip.

“Grandad,” he said in his deep bear voice, “always believed a good whipping was the best way to deal with a bad young girl. How old are you girl?”

“T, t twenty two, Sir,” she somehow managed to croak out.

“Then twenty two strokes and one for luck it will be,” and Ryan laid on the first lash across her back. Three red welts.

“Perhaps you should count these bad girl.”

Hayley gasped and screamed her way through the count as her back became a searing mass of pain to match the other parts of her. As each lash struck she jerked up as she had on the other chairs, but to no avail. Ryan looked at the mass of criss crossing red lines making more of her back red than white and sighed in satisfaction. He went ot the kitchen to get a rubber glove and then pulled out the nettles from under her breasts, deliberately brushing them against her nipples and aurolae as he pulled them out.

“Aaaah. Ow! Aaah,” Hayley screamed.

“I think these might help to take down the swelling,” he growled, “it’s a herbal recipe,” and he began rubbing the nettles over her back and ass. Hayley groaned and moaned terribly. Her body twisted left and right as she tried to get away from the stinging and reacted to the terrible itching on top of the searing pain from the whipping and belting. It was like hundreds of hot pins were being stuck into her, then pulled out and stuck in again. Her back was covered in small white spots through the red and the same with her ass through the red, yellow and brown.

He put them on the other chair.

“I’ve never fucked a human girl,” he said, “lets see what you feel like. You make sure you don’t tell my wife if she comes back or else it will go the worse for you.”

Hayley couldn’t believe this monstrous charade was still going on.

Ryan unzipped the onesie so it fell to his ankles. Wow it had been hot in there. His cock sprang up already hard. He put some saliva on it, lined it up with her hole and pushed in. Oh it felt so good. All his eighteen year old girlfriends had tight cunts and it was nice to know Hayley was just as snug around his stem.

He pushed in hard and Hayley let out a pained, “aaah!” with each forward thrust as he banged against her bruised, battered behind. Beaten and now possessed, thought Ryan humping back and forth. So silky smooth. A cunt he could fuck whenever he liked. Filling her up, ramming her secret part, showing her who she belonged to. Her intimate part filled and fucked by his cock.

He leaned forward to grab and squeeze her hanging hurting breasts, mauling and squeezing them as she groaned and cried out. In and out of her silky tube. This was what it was about. The hour or so build up to this, the fifteen minute finale. The action at the end of the movie. The final guitar mad finale of a rock song.

He hammered in and out of her tube, slowing when he thought he was going to come to make more leisurely long strokes in and out. When he was leaning forward pinching her breasts he occasionally made a few growling noises into her ear. At other times he stood up and leant back so he could look down and see himself going in and out of her clasping hole. Her reddened marked back, her bruised butt, her striped legs culminating in this. Fucking her. He pulled completely out so he could ram it all the way back. There was a slapping noise each time his thighs hit her soft tortured buttocks. He rubbed his hands over her back causing louder noises to come from his possession.

Hayley moaned and cried out involuntarily. Every part of her being stung, ached, burned or itched as she was jerked forward and backwards in her uncomfortable position. She felt his cock filling her, driving in and out at will. She felt his balls slapping beneath her ass and felt his thighs hurt her each time they hit her arse cheeks. There were supposedly women who liked these feelings of pain and helplessness. She just suffered. Bang. Bang. Bang. Bang, as he stuck his insatiable cock into her. Her cunt was contracted from the pain and no doubt giving him even more pleasure. Men liked a tight cunt and she certainly had one at the moment.

Ryan leaned forward as he felt himself about to come saying “Hayley I really want you to come now.”

He knew she was programmed to forget he had said the words whilst having to obey them. To add to Hayley’s misery she felt a tingling rising from her vaginal tube and clitoris. An unwanted tingling mixing with the pain and emotional helplessness that engulfed her. For a moment she did not know what it was through the itching and stinging and hurting and aching. The electricity seemed to spread from her cunt and clitoris to cover her body, climbing upwards. Her breasts enlarged, her nipples got hard, it swept up her chest inside and out. She heard herself moaning in a different way. Her cunt started pushing back at his invading rod and then the electricity hit her brain and she exploded.

Her head jerked back as she cried out with pleasure/pain, her vaginal walls spasmed uncontrollably, her legs quivered, her torso tensed, her brain was overtaken with orgasmic pleasure.

“Oooh, oooh, oooh, aaaaaaaah,” and she came again and again and again. She felt juices running out of her cunt around the pumping cock of her master.

Ryan was delighted. The girl was spasming and coming in front of him. Her cunt tube clenched and rippled on him making him finish, as he had been about to anyway. He too grunted.

“Uugh. Uugh.”

He pushed deep and felt the spurts of spunk shoot out of him. One, two, three, four. Then five, six. Filling her womb with his sperm. Feeling her juices suddenly triple as if she was ejaculating herself. He thrust several times even after coming, the moment was so good. He collapsed on top of her. Her tenseness also left her as her come finished and she fell limp beneath him.

There was a ten second pause while both were too overcome to think or move, then Hayley burst into a flood of tears. Not of pain but of sheer misery that she had been so used and abused and had come.

Ryan pulled out, extracted his feet from the onesie, staggered back a few paces and fell backwards onto the couch. The strength of that come. He was exhausted and he knew she was too. He looked at her, bent over like a limp doll, crying her eyes out and lent back his head and let out a deep, deep, satisfied sigh.