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Golden Girl.

Novel By: justthisonce

She wakes up blind folded but she knows there's someone watching her. Someone telling here what to do. And she's quite sure there is nothing that could stop him from what he wants. Kidnapped, drugged, & raped, what's Tiffany going to do to save herself from the clutches of Jake? View table of contents...



Submitted:May 25, 2012    Reads: 4,601    Comments: 5    Likes: 0   

She wakes up in room, blindfolded. No decent memories from last night. She remember a man and herself talking and just having some fun. Scared, she tries to move, trying if she could get away. Her ankles are chained in a way that her legs were spread, her arms free. She's naked except the thin fabric covering her pussy.

"I'm glad you've waken up." The voice that could make you so damn wet said.

"Why am I here?" She asked

"Because I want you here."

"Please let me go." Tiffany begged"

"Babe, I'm sure you don't want to leave."

"I'm not your babe. I barely know you!"

"That's what you will be called. You will find out who I am soon enough."

"You have no right over me."

He came closer and kissed her.

She couldn't help but kiss him back.

"Now, I do."

"Mhmm." She moaned.

"I want you to get ready for tonight."

"Where will we be going?"

"The place depends on your performance. You will either be rewarded or punished. It is your choice."

She got scared. But she thought to herself that the place was wonderful and she would be treated nicely, other wise why would he address her so lovingly?

"I would love that. Jake." She bit her lip. What if she addressed him wrong?

"I see you still remember bits of last night. You will never call me Jake, you will address me as sir or master."

"Yes sir." She obeyed willingly. She may not like what's happening to her because she was a virgin but she gave in quickly, She feared punishment and she knew that at somepoint she would grow to love it.

"Good. Now I want you to..." He stopped which made her grow tense.

"To what master?"

"Will you do what your master says ?" He brushed his hand accross her breast.

"Yes Master. I promise I will."

" I want you to please yourself babe."

A cold shiver ran down her spine.

She did it before. But never in front of anyone and with no one telling her what to do.

He could tell that she was hesitating.

"You'll have to do it. Otherwise you will be punished."

"And I'm sure you wouldn't want that."

She spotted the grin on his face. He was right.

"I think I've proven my point. Start by making yourself wet."

"Tease yourself whore. Tease yourself."

"I am not a whore!" She screamed.

*SMACK* He slapped her thigh.

"Yes you are. You're my little whore. Your'e my prisoner. You are mind. You understand that?"

Tears rolled down her face as she said, "Yes Master."

"Now, will you do what I say or will you want to by punished with a whip?"

She nodded immediately.

"I'm going to help you out. Let's make this place a little hotter." He walked to the far edge of the room and adjusted the temperature.

She started to breathe loudly. And her chest keep on rising. Her thoughts becoming dirty.He knew how to control her. There was nothing that could stop him

"I want you to be wet." He commanded.

She started to rub her boobs together. She teased her overly sensitive nipples by making circles and they rose quickly. She could feel clit rising.

She continued teased her nipples. Then she pulled and flicked them making herelf escape a moan.

"You like that don't you little whore?"

"Mmhm. I do."

*SMACK* "In front of me you'll address yourself in third person. Does my little whore understand that?

"Yes your whore does master.

She continued by running her fingers against her panty.

"Does the slut want her fingers inside?"

"Yes master. She does."

"Well you can't have them there yet."

She pouted.

"I want you to tease yourself. Make yourself fucking wet."

She looked at him.

"Command your slut master. She promises to obey."

"You're a good bitch. I want you to slip a finger in there."

"Are you wet?"

"This cunt is wet Master."

"I don't see it."

"I am master."

"Push your panties in and show me you are."

She pushed it deeper and moved her finger up and down rapidly.

"Are you wet yet?"

"Yes sir. The bitch is wet."


"Now taste yourself."

She ran her tongue against her index finger. She was hornier than ever. Who was this man? A drink gone wrong and now she's trapped with him. How she wished to see him. But she didn't dare remove her blindfold.

"How does my slut taste?"

"The slut thinks you should try her yourself."


"Yes master. She really wants your tongue."

He ran his finger against her. And she became even wetter.

"Slut. Finger yourself."

"This slut would love too."

She moved her hand and played with her clit.

"Make that clit rise, slut."

She spread her legs even wider and did as he said.

She made circles on it, and pinched it.

"Work faster slut."

She moved two finger inside her and moved them faster

"Faster slut"

She now had three inside her.

"Use both of you hands slut. Play with your clit as you ride your fingers."

Her moans became louder and deeper.

"Be the bitch you are whore."

Her sweat was making her wet all over. It was like a hot shower for her.

Her legs started to shake.

"FASTER YOU SLUT." He whipped her stomach.

Her eye closed.Her finger were moving the fastest she could.

"You can come now slut.

Her orgasm came longer that she expected"

"Master, did the slut do good?"

"Yes she did. And she will be rewarded tonight. I will send someone to help you out later. Till then you may remove your blindfold and fuck yourself with this." He handed her a dildo.

"Is the slut happy?"

"Yes Master she is. Master. She has something to tell you."

"What is it babe?"

"You're whore is a virgin Master."

"That won't last for long." He said as he locked the door and left her alone, to cry. She didn't want to be her yet she was happy.


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