Thread: No Mercy! (Jack Stalker and Lina)

Hayden hated the way he spoke to her, she loathed it She loathed him and the unspeakable hold he had over her flesh as he so called it himself. He pressed her down against his desk, kicking her legs apart and smoothing her skirt as if she was nothing but his fuckdoll and in a sense that was what she was to him. No love, no attraction she was a toy he could antagonize, beat and subsequently fuck until his balls were drained and his fervor subseded. And she let him. She let him address her as a whore, his cock teasing cunt whose only job was to please him. Even her marriage was no longer sacred no matter how much shame she felt for the manner in which she defiled the sanctity of her marriage the man never let up in piling up the guilt and spelling out her whorish ways. And she loathed him But her whorish cunt loved it. Haydens heart skipped a beat when he laid the all too familiar implements out for her. The wooden paddle was reserved for her ass while the devilish flogger had marked every inch of her but her face. The cane was the worst A thorough caning made her scream so hard that her tonsils would hurt in the morning. So that was her answer. She already knew that if she picked the easiest if any were easy at all punishment hed pull an ace out of his sleeve and make it a hundred times worse for her Shed been through all of it. The cane. She answered meekly and fresh tears welled up in her eyes. Why? Why did she allow this? T-- two times six.. very hard strokes she added, just what she knew the man wanted to hear. But he wasnt done yet It wasnt the time. The first of the changes presented itself as a new uniform, an elegant outfit with a too-short skirt and high heels. Nothing like she would ever buy herself, let alone stand in front of a classroom filled with horny boys with. But-- she began but immediately cut herself short. Not interrupting the man was a lesson she learnt early and rigorously. So she picked herself up from the desk and began to unbutton her blouse. There was no turning around or leaving the room when changing in front of him, nor would he allow her to put on the new outfit while she was still wearing parts of her own. Hayden knew that he wanted her to undress fully, facing him before getting dressed again, and after that, further in he would undoubtedly make her undress again knowing how humiliating it made her feel to undress in front of a man that wasnt hers. Hayden slid her blouse off of her shoulders revealing a maroon demi-cup bra that matched the pair of panties in the Headmasters pocket You know what they say a woman only wears matching undergarments when she expects them to be seen. It was obvious that her pregnancy had had its effect on her breasts but she wasnt by far well endowed still. Next up, she slipped out of her shoes and unhooked her skirt That left her in her bra only. Hayden promptly reached back and unhooked it her small pink nipples stood up like little turrets aimed at the man behind the desk. Hayden stood up and waited, allowing him to take a proper look at her now that she was in her birthday suit, not a single hair on it These were all rules of conduct he had taught her. She turned around sharing a view at the ass he so loved to beat and proceeded to put on her new uniform. Why do you do this to me? She asked as she posed for him.