Chapter 6
There was a knock on the wooden door of the little office of the asphalt company.
"Yeah!" Will called out.
The door opened and revealed a beautiful young woman with long red hair, who said, "Are you William Paduano?"
"I'm Will Padua!" the man said. "I dropped the last syllable twenty years ago."
"I'm Sandy Schmidt," the girl said, reaching her hand forward and shaking the man's hand.
"What?" the old man said, wrinkling his eyebrows.
"I said that I am Sandy Schmidt and I believe that you were expecting me."
"Shut the door and put that sign on the front of it that says that I am not to be disturbed!" Will said, appearing a little bit annoyed.
When the girl had done as he had told her to do, he said, "Sit down here."
She sat and the man kept on walking around her as he said, "Is this a joke?"
"A joke? Why would it be a joke?" Sandy said, maintaining a straight face.
"I was expecting a new truckdriver named Sandy Schmidt!"
Nodding her head, Sandy said, "Would you like to see my license? I can drive a rig up to ten tons and I can..."
"You mean to tell me that you're my truckdriver?" the man snapped.
"Yes!" she said in a defiant tone. She had been through this sort of thing before.
"I will not have it!" the man said, in a low and nasty tone.
Standing quickly, Sandy said, "Are you discriminating against me because I am a woman, Mr. Padua?" Her eyes were ablaze as they looked into his.
"Yes!" the man snapped at the girl. "That is precisely why I am discriminating against you!"
"I will report you to the human rights committee in the state capitol!"
"Please, Miss Schmidt! This is New Hampshire! This is not New York! You forget that this is a state that really believes in the good principles and has not passed the equal rights nonsense that has been passed in other..."
"Mr. Padua, give me a chance!" she pleaded in a soft voice.
When he looked into her eyes, he could see that there was something very soft and feminine in her look and he said, "Why does a beautiful girl like you want to drive a truck."
"Times are hard!" she said, sincerely. "I happen to be an excellent driver and when I heard about the truckdriving school I figured, that it might be just the chance that I needed. I wanted to have a useful trade where I could find work."
"I've only got men working here for me. How do you think they..."
"How do you know how they would feel?" Sandy said, tossing her long red hair back over her shoulder. "I can tell dirty jokes as well as the next guy. And if they had my ass to look at in these tight jeans that I'm wearing, maybe they would enjoy work a little more!"
Will laughed and said, "You certainly are a good saleslady, Miss Schmidt!"
"Call me Sandy," she said as she lightly touched the man's hands.
"If anybody had told me about a lady truckdriver I would've figured that she was a...
"Don't say it!" Sandy said, holding her hand up. "I've heard it enough. Everyone figures that a lady truckdriver would be some sort of lesbian!"
Will chuckled to himself and said, "You read my mind, I suppose."
"All I want is a job, Mr. Padua!" she said, rubbing the back of his hand lightly. "And if proving that I am heterosexual is part of the requirement I can do that too."
There was a light that was slowly going on in Will's eyes as he looked into the girl's green eyes. Finally, he said, "You mean that in order to get this job, you would actually fool around with me?"
"This would not be the first place to turn me down. And, you are right, New Hampshire is no place for a woman to try to get equal rights."
Clearing his throat, Will walked around his desk and said, "Is the door locked?"
Sandy checked the door and then turned back to the man as she said, "Okay, boss."
Will put his feet up on the desk and then said, "Before luring anyone I have to give that person a physical. That's a company rule. Now, since you insist that I should not have to treat you any different from the men that I hire, I will tell you to strip down naked!"
"Okay, boss!" Sandy said as she peeled off the blue work shirt that she was wearing and revealed the smooth flesh of her firm, young breasts. Her pink nipples were pointing directly at the man and she ran her fingers lightly over the points of her tits so that they would point up at him.
Then she stripped her dungarees off. It was strange for Will, who was used to a more conservative type of woman, to see the contrast between the clinging blue denim that the girl was wearing and the even tighter red lace panties that she had on.
As she stripped down her panties and revealed the reddish pussy patch that fringed her cunt lips, she ran her fingers lightly through the cunt hairs and then excited her pussy lips as she moved closer to the man.
"What would you like to examine first?" she asked the man as she moved languidly next to his desk.
"I think that I should examine your throat!" the man suggested as he unzipped his own pants and pulled his huge hunk of meat out.
"Okay, boss!" she smiled. "How would you like to examine my throat."
"Take this down your throat!" he said, holding onto his hard cock and aiming it at the girl.
She opened her lips wide and then took the cock into her mouth. It slid along her tongue and then pressed against the back of her throat as she was pushing her, lips down against the man's balls.
"Now slide your mouth up and down on that hard dick so that I can see how wet and warm your throat can be!" the man ordered the girl.
Anxious to get the job and feeling her pussy juice flowing as she began to suck on the thick dick, the girl began to run her lips up and down on the hard prong, feeling the shivers and thrills that the man was experiencing as she did that.
Then she pushed her lips all the way to the base of the cock and rubbed her face back and forth so that the cock head would rub back and forth against the deep recesses of her throat.
Even as she was doing that, the man grabbed her by the hair and he pressed her face forward so that he could feel more of the warm moisture that was in her throat.
Then he pulled the girl's face up from his cock and he said, "Okay. That's enough of that. Now we can go on to other things."
"Yes, sir," she said softly as she stood up again.
"Get on the desk!" Will said as he pushed all of the papers and pens off the desk and onto the floor. He didn't care about the mess. This was going to be more fun.
When the girl was lying on her back on the desk, he spread her legs out wide and dropped his pants and shorts to the ground.
"Now I'm gonna check out that delicate area between your legs!" he said.
Pressing his face tightly against her pussy lips, he rubbed his closed mouth back and forth against the moist cunt flesh. Pressing his tongue against the pussy lips, he rubbed up and down against the wrinkled flesh and then he thrust his tongue into the tight confines of the girl's delicate twat.
She groaned in a low voice and then he pulled his lips away as he said, "It seems ready to me!" Then he climbed up on top of her and he rubbed his hard dick against her snatch. He felt the scratchy texture of the cunt hairs against his hard meat.
Then he arched up his ass and he pressed his cock head against the girl's pussy lips. He pressed in and could feel the cunt flesh parting in front of his thick prong.
Once he had his cock head inside of the pussy, he shoved forward until the entire length of his hot dick was shoved all the way into the girl.
Then, as soon as he had pushed the whole dick into her cunt, he pulled back out of it and began his wild thrusting back and forth motions.
The pussy flesh was moving along with the motions of his cock as he rammed and slammed back and forth in the inflamed pussy.
Then he grabbed onto the girl's hips and pulled her ass cheeks off the desk so that he could fuck down into her at another angle.
Finally, he smashed his balls against her ass cheeks and he began to shoot his load of gism up into the inflamed vagina.
As he pushed all the way into her cunt, he could feel the pussy flesh collapsing down around his cock in a wild spasm that told him that the girl was having her orgasm.
The two of them were locked together and they seemed to be glued together by the spendings of their genitals.
Finally the man began to pull his cock very slowly out of the battered pussy. There was a hollow popping sound as his dick came free of the confining cunt. Then he smiled at her and said, "I guess that you have the job."
"When do I start?" she asked, happily.
"When do you think that you'll be able to sit in a truck?"
"I'll grant you, getting used to a new cock is a little like getting used to a new saddle. But I've got a special little cushion for just such occasions. I'll be able to start whenever you like," she said in a business-like attitude.
"Okay," the man said. "In that case I'll start your salary as of one hour ago."
The girl was almost completely dressed as she looked at her watch and said, "It's almost two o'clock now, so I guess that means..."
"Two o'clock!" the man cried out, tripping over his pants. "I had to make a phone call a few minutes ago."
"Katherine, it's a visitor for you. I've shown him into the study," Babs said.
"Who is it?" Katherine asked, slightly suspicious of her sister.
"That Mr. Ruchio. He wanted to see you and talk to you."
"I don't wish to see him," Katherine said, lifting the book up in front of her.
Babs sat down and said, "I will not send him away."
"Babs, I am telling you to get rid of Mr. Ruchio!" Katherine snapped.
"You will have to do your own dirty business for yourself!" Babs snapped in return.
"Well, the worm turns!" Katherine said, with a little bit of a chuckle.
"I am not your slave, Katherine," the younger girl made clear as she crossed her legs.
Katherine stood up and said, "In that case, little sister, I would at least appreciate your coming with me to the study where I will tell Mr. Ruchio to get out of the house."
"Why do you need me to come along with you?" Babs asked.
"I am afraid for my safety with that man!" Katherine said. "Is that enough of a reason?"
Babs nodded and went along with her sister to the study downstairs. As the two of them entered the room, Katherine stopped and said, "You are not welcome in this house, sir. I thought that point was made clear to you."
Standing slowly, Peter said, "Would you believe me if I said that I couldn't keep away from you because I was so very attracted to you, Katherine?"
"No!" the girl said flatly.
"Okay, then I won't say it!" the young man said, sitting down again.
Babs giggled and Katherine turned to her. As soon as she saw the icy expression in her sister's eyes, she stopped giggling.
Just at that moment, the phone rang. Katherine picked it up and said, "Father, I am so glad that you called at this particular moment."
"Let me talk to Babs, right now," the man said insistently.
"There's a matter that I need to discuss with you, first," Katherine said.
"Put Babs on for one minute and then I can talk to you all the time that you want."
"Father, I insist that you hear me out!" Katherine snapped.
"Just let me talk to Babs for one minute!" the man said, knowing how obstinate his older daughter could be.
Finally, seeing that she wasn't making any headway at talking to the man and being certain of his promise that she could speak to him after he had finished with Babs, she handed the phone to her younger sister.
"Babs, I want you to come to the company immediately," the older man said.
"But, Father, there's a man here that Katherine doesn't..."
"I know all about the man who is there and I want him to be alone with Katherine. Now, while I am on the phone with your sister, I want you to take that opportunity to rush out of the house before she has a chance to say anything to you. Is that understood?"
"Yes, Father," the younger girl said, as she handed the phone back to Katherine.
"What did he want you to do?" Katherine asked the younger girl.
"He wants to talk to you," Babs said. "You can ask him yourself!"
Katherine took the phone and said, "What was so important, Father? What did you want Babs to do for you?"
"You're the one who wanted to talk to me!" Will said, trying to sound impatient. "What's going on that's so important?"
Standing tall with her. assurance and her composure, Katherine said, "This man is here. That one that you brought over here the other night, Peter. And he is annoying me. I want him to leave the house right now!"
"He is welcome in that house and I want you to make him welcome!" the man said.
"I will call the police right now and have them take this man away!" the girl screamed.
In a perfectly calm voice, her father said, "If you do that, then I will tell the police that my daughter is a hysterical maniac and that they shouldn't pay any attention to you!"
"Father, you wouldn't..." the girl started to say. But then she heard the phone clicking down and she realized that her father had hung up on her.
She slammed the phone down and looked around the room as she said, "Where the hell is my sister, Babs?"
"Didn't you hear her leave the house?" Peter said in a pleasant voice as he smiled at the tall and elegant girl who was standing so close to him.
"You keep away from me!" the girl said, backing away from the man.
"What are you afraid of?" Peter said as he took a step forward.
She backed right against the fireplace and then she moved sideways as she said, "I'm certainly not afraid of an insignificant little worm like you!"
"Then why is there so much fear in your eyes?" the man asked in a calm voice.
Katherine turned and bolted toward the door, but the man's reflexes were fast and he caught her before she had left the room, pushing her down onto the plush grey carpet.
"Let me up, you bastard! Let me go!" she screamed out.
"You talk too fuckin' much!" he said, tossing her over and slapping her face.
She reached up to protect her face, but the man grabbed her hands and pulled them up over her head as he pressed the weight of his body down against her body to hold her in place.
"How dare you? How dare you?" she screamed out.
"You're repeating yourself, bitch!" the man snapped viciously.
Then he pulled a small carrying case from the side of the couch. He had brought it in with him and had left it in the inconspicuous position so that he could use the contents of the case when he needed them.
The girl was shocked to see that the man had handcuffs which were very similar to the ones that she liked to use on her victims. Her hands were soon cuffed together.
Since her wrists were so slender, the man managed to clip one of the handcuffs around both of the girl's. wrists. Then he pulled out shackles and he clamped them around her ankles in the same way that she had always shackled her victims.
"And now we can start to teach you the lesson that you deserve!" he said as he stood up over her and began to pull off his clothes.
"Let me up!" she pleaded. "I'll give you money if you let me up!"
But the man just smiled a silent smile as he said, "All the money you have couldn't give me as much pleasure as seeing you degraded and humiliated the way that you should be!"
The girl turned her face to the side, unable to look at the naked man who was about to begin his abuse of her.
Then he leaned over her and began to rip at her clothes. Since she was tied up, he could not get her blouse over her wrists, but he pulled the fabric to shreds until only the cuffs were left around her wrists.
"That blouse cost me fifty dollars!" she screamed out, hysterically.
He laughed as he said, "And what did this skirt cost you?" He proceeded to rip up the skirt and then to tear the girl's delicate panties in two so that they came right off.
When she was naked except for the few remnants of clothing that remained on her body, she shivered with fright because she felt so vulnerable to the man.
"I'll tell my father what you did and then he'll have you shot!" she shouted.
Winking at the girl, the man said, "Come on! You know that your father knows just the sort of slut that you are! He'll figure that this was just another one of your adventures."
"No!" she screamed out as she felt the man's fingers pressing against her cunt lips and rubbing up between her legs.
Then he unshackled her feet. Actually, all he did was to disconnect the shackles that were holding her feet together. He lifted her legs up off the floor and he connected the shackles to the legs of a heavy table that had a marble top to it.
It was impossible for the girl to move her legs and they were stretched out so wide that she was sure that the muscles between her soft thighs were going to rip apart.
Then Peter took the candles that were on top of the table. He took one candle and lit it as he held it over the girl.
"I knew that you would be lovely by candlelight!" he said in a taunting voice.
The girl was holding her breath as she watched the candle burning. She saw that the man was tilting it slightly and that it was right over her left nipple.
There was nothing that the bound girl could do as the bit of candle wax dripped quickly from the flaming top of the candle and slapped down onto the soft flesh of her nipple.
She screamed out in agony and she felt her flesh contracting in a wild spasm as the wax began to drool hotly across the soft and smooth whiteness of her breast.
Hardly a moment had passed, when she could feel that the quickly cooling wax was pulling the flesh of her nipple tightly together. As she was getting used to the searing sensation of the wax on her left nipple and the tugging of her flesh as the wax dried, she looked up again and saw that the top of the candle was quickly melting down once more.
A big glob of flaming wax landed directly on the girl's right nipple and she screamed out once more in reaction to it.
She tried to roll her body around to get the wax to slide off her tit, but, of course, when she rolled her body around it merely made the small circle of wax roll around and dribble over a larger area of her right breast.
"I knew that I would have fun with you!" he laughed raucously.
"You sadist! How can you call this fun?" she whimpered.
"Did you call it fun when you left that fellow, Tony, tied up in your garden all afternoon with an unsatisfied hard-on? Did you call it fun when you shoved that twelve inch dildo up Tom's ass?"
"When I shoved that dildo up his ass, his cock got hard!" Katherine shouted.
Peter's fingers tightly jabbed at the girl's cunt lips as he said, "It seems like your pussy is pretty wet! That tells me that you love getting hot wax dripped on your tits!"
"No! No, I don't like it! I hate it!" the girl shouted, desperately.
"If you hate it so much, then why is your pussy wet?" he asked in a calm voice.
The girl was silent. She couldn't answer that question. She had never been forced to submit to a man before in her entire life and she could not deny the fact that she was shaking and shivering all over as she felt her body being abused by the powerful man.
"As long as you like the wax on your tits so much, I have another treat for you!" he said in a taunting voice.
The girl watched his hands moving over her and she realized that he was moving the candle down toward her pussy lips. She tensed her entire body and her eyes grew wide as she said, "No! Please! Don't!"
Slamming his foot into the delicate flesh of the cunt, he said, "You don't tell me what to do!"
Katherine was silent as she watched the tall candle angling slightly over her cunt and she saw the inflamed glob of wax speeding down toward her pussy lips.
The hot wax slapped against her pussy lips and splattered against the moist and tender flesh. There was a pained, gurgling sound that emanated from the girl's throat and sounded like it was not of this earth.
Since the wax had hit directly at her cunt flesh that was spread because of her spread legs, she felt as if the man had set fire to the soft flesh inside her pussy.
He allowed the hot wax to splash down all around her cunt, completely covering her pussy patch with the hardening stuff.
Once the man felt that he had used the candle enough, he put it up on the table and said, "Now we can begin."
"B-begin?" she cried out. "H-how could you do this to me?"
But the man was not paying any attention to the girl as he pulled a whip from his case. He turned to her and said, "You want to give me pleasure, do you not? That's what you're here for, isn't it? To give me pleasure!"
"No!" she howled. "I am not here to give you pleasure and I will not!"
"When you really understand that that is the function for you to serve, then I might make it a little easier for you!" he chuckled softly.
"I will not understand that!" she insisted, wildly indignant.
Then she saw that he was raising the whip up over her body. He said, "I know that you find the hardening wax uncomfortable, so I'll crack it off for you!"
Before she could even cry out, the whip had ripped down across the girl's left tit and it split the hardened wax into so many pieces that it all shattered right off the girl's nipple. But at the same time, the lash of the whip left a mark right across the girl's tit and seemed to slice right through the delicate flesh.
The girl cried out with a terrible groan as she felt the whip smashing into her nipple. Then the man raised the whip up once more and slashed it down across the girl's right nipple with an equal fervor.
Once the drooled wax had almost completely cracked away, the man could see that he had also left a bright red mark directly through the middle of the nipple, where the whip had passed. The bound girl could not see the mark, she could only feel the pain.
And then, as the man paused, the girl could feel a cold perspiration on her brow. She knew that the next thing that the man would do would be to slash the whip right at her pussy lips so that he could crack the hardened wax that was there.
Before she was even aware of the whip passing through the air, she could feel it snapping at the flesh around her thighs and she could feel the hard wax at her pussy lips chipping away from her snatch.
The man sliced the whip through the huge lump of wax once again and this time he cracked it completely so that it went flying from her cunt.
Katherine could feel the sting of the vicious whip that was slicing right across her cunt lips and making her twat ache with agony.
Then Peter reached down and tugged on the remaining shattered bits of wax. That was not as kind an act as it might have appeared. Actually he was pulling the wax from her pussy hairs and he succeeded in pulling some of the cunt hairs out by the roots.
Stopping in the middle, although the girl's snatch was still full of bits of shattered wax, the man said,. "You don't even appreciate it when I do something kind for you!"
"Please!" she begged. "Let me go! Let me go!"
"Why the fuck should I let you go, you undeserving little bitch?" the man asked.
"I'll be good in the future! I'll never hurt any man again! I promise!"
"Didn't Tom beg you to untie him and not to put him through your tortures? I'll bet that all of them have begged you in one way or another," Peter snarled at her. "To pay you back for all of them I'm gonna keep you tied up a little longer."
He quickly unsnapped the shackles that were holding the girl to the table and tossed her over onto her stomach, resnapping the shackles to the opposite legs.
She looked over her shoulder and said, "W-what?"
But the man had already picked up the whip and was aiming it at the girl's ass cheeks. She had no time to ask any further questions and she did not get any answers.
The whistling of the whip was followed by the stinging sensation as the whip sliced through the girl's tender ass cheeks and ripped through her flesh.
She tensed her ass together and threw her head back as she howled out in pain.
But that was only the beginning. The man who was standing over her, continued to rip and slice at the girl's ass cheeks with all his power.
Then he tossed the whip aside and reached into his bag again as he said, "Now I have a little surprise for you! I think that you'll find it a pleasant surprise."
As she looked over her shoulder, she saw that the man was holding an enormous dildo. The girl gasped and said, "Wh-what are you gonna do with that?"
"Since I'm saving your pussy for my cock, I figure that I'll use the dildo on your ass hole. How does that strike you?"
"B-but, it's so big and terrifying. You can rip me apart with that thing!"
Pressing the broad head of the dildo against the girl's bottom hole, the young man said, "This happens to be the same dildo that you used on my friend, Tom! If you could shove it up his ass, then I can shove it up your ass."
"Aaarrgghhh!" she screamed out as she felt her tight anal opening being pulled apart by the thickly invading prong that the man was shoving into her body.
Then he began to work it back and forth into the tight hole. He would push it in a little bit and then he would pull it out a little bit so that he would help to relax the muscles of the girl's bottom hole.
Working the dildo back and forth in the girl's ass, he could feel a joyous energy rushing through him that came from the revenge he felt he was getting.
Then he slammed the rest of the hard length of the plastic in the girl's bottom hole. Once he had done that, he took the shackles from the table legs once again and he tossed the girl over onto her back once again.
Her legs remained spread and the man had attached her legs to the table legs before she even had a chance to do anything. She just looked up at him helplessly and realized exactly what was going to happen to her.
Most of the dildo was shoved up her bottom hole and she could already feel the terrible pressure that was coming from the hard plastic thing that was inside her.
But she had raised her ass cheeks up off the ground. She was supporting herself on her spine, which was not that difficult to do since her bound legs were already raised up from the ground to begin with.
As the man pounced on top of her, she could tell that he was going to press her down on the dildo. True justice was being done since this was the same way that she had managed to get the dildo slammed all the way up into Tom's ass.
His cock was pressed against her pussy lips. He slammed into her body and then quickly pushed his hard-on all the way into her cunt.
He didn't care about the effort that was involved and he didn't care about the fact that he was pulling viciously on the cunt flesh. The only thing that mattered to him was that he get his dick all the way inside of the hot cunt.
When he had slammed all the way into the girl, he saw a misty look in her eyes and he realized that the monstrous dildo had pierced all the way into her ass hole.
He could feel the pressure of it as the hard dildo pressed against one side of the membrane that was in the middle of the girl's body. His cock was shoved up into the pussy so that the dildo was pressing down against his cock.
As he slammed in with great vigor, he could feel the pussy flesh collapsing down around his invading hard-on and pulling on the flesh of his big prong.
He gasped in passion as he felt the spasms that were beginning in the cunt of the hot and tied up girl. Then he felt her pulling on his cock and he could not control himself.
His balls pressed up against his body and then he felt the gism of his balls speeding up the length of his thick dick and spurting out of the head of his cock.
When Peter's cock head slapped against the battered flesh of Katherine's pussy, her spasms became even more violent.
Even though the girl was completely tied up and was unable to use any of her limbs to fight against the man, she could feel the power that was inside her pussy and was grabbing at his invading cock. It was as if her cunt had taken on a defiant life of its own and in a very slippery fashion, it was pulling arid tugging on the hard cock.
After a long moment, when Peter was just resting his body on top of the girl's body, he pulled his dick out of her hole and splashed some of the remaining droplets of gism against her pussy patch.
Sitting on the floor next to the girl, he said, "How about that! You got your orgasm before mine. I had no idea that you were enjoying it all so very much."
Katherine remained silent and kept her lips shut tight as she glared at the man from the corner of her eyes. Then she looked at the ceiling again.
Peter said, "You'd like me to untie you, wouldn't you?"
She was still silent and she didn't even look at the man. Part of the reason for her attitude was that she didn't want to give the man the satisfaction of being able to know that she was defeated. But the other reason why she was remaining silent was that there were many things that confused the young girl.
This was the first time that she had ever been dominated by a man. She had always been a vicious dominatrix and her pleasure had been humiliating men. But now she found a strange pleasure in her own humiliation.
And the man was right. She had cum first. She could not deny the pleasure that she had felt during the entire situation.
He continued to speak and he said, "You refuse to tell me that you are my sex slave?"
When she was silent, he took the candle that was still burning and he slammed the unlit end into her spread and battered pussy lips. Her cunt was still dripping from the combination of cunt cream and cock juice that was in her. But she was soon plugged up by the thick candle that the man had slammed between her cunt lips.
The flame was then burning at an angle and the girl was very aware of the flame. She looked at it and realized that since it was burning quickly at the odd angle it was moving dangerously close to her pussy lips.
Then she looked up at the man and she saw that he was very calmly pulling his shorts up his legs. He stepped into his pants and still did not look at the girl.
"Hey, what about me? This candle could burn me!" she screamed out.
"Oh," he said slowly. "So you can talk, after all."
"P-please!" she cried out. "T-take the candle out of my cunt!"
"When you tell me that you are my sex slave, then I will take the candle out of your cunt!" he said in a flat and calm tone of voice that sent a chill up the girl's spine.
Her lips were glued together. She didn't want to speak the words. Those were the words she had spit at her sister and that was the accusation she had made to Babs.
Peter calmly zipped up his pants and just watched the naked girl shiver in terror.
Katherine could feel cold sweat dripping from her forehead and she could see the candle burning down toward the lips of her cunt.
Since the flame of the candle was going up toward one side of the thick hunk of wax, it was burning the top and not the bottom of the candle. The bottom was beginning to curl up and move even closer to the tender flesh of the girl's ass hole which was still stuffed with the enormous dildo.
The flame of the candle was coming so close to her cunt lips that she could feel the heat. The little bits and pieces of the wax which were still caught up in her pussy hairs were beginning to melt once more as the girl felt the heat approaching her snatch.
Then she screamed out, "I'm your sex slave! I will be your sex slave! I will!"
She was completely hysterical-as Peter bent down and slowly blew out the flame, tugging at the candle after he had blown it out. Then he began to slowly work the candle out of the girl's pussy and he pulled it completely out of her body.
He continued to get dressed and then when he had his clothes on, he unshackled the girl's ankles and pulled the dildo out of her ass hole. Then he took the handcuffs off her wrists.
As she sat on the floor, she felt completely defeated. She moved her wrists and her legs, trying to regain sensation in the parts of her body that had lost sensation.
Peter was by the door and he said, "I think that you really do want to be my sex slave."
Katherine turned and looked at him. An hour earlier she would have burst out with a shout and would have cursed the man for his nerve. But now she was silent.
He said, "I know that I made you say that you were my sex slave by forcing you. But I sense that there is something inside of you. You've been waiting for a man who was strong enough to dominate you, and now you know that I am that man!"
Still the girl remained absolutely silent, but her eyes glistened as she looked at Peter. He continued, "I know that you want to belong to me, but you're afraid. Well, if you are to belong to me I need you completely, Katherine. You have to come to me. That is the only way that we can have it."
"Y-you want me to come to you?" she asked, not following his thought.
"I am only going to stay in this town for another day. I will leave tomorrow evening. If this is the last time that I will ever see you, then I regret that. But, this will be your decision, Katherine."
"No!" she cried out, standing up quickly and almost falling over. "I can't decide."
"You must!" Peter said in a low and powerful voice. "If you come to me, then that will be the last independent decision that you will ever make. You will belong to me and I will use you in any way that I choose."
"B-but, what if I do not? What happens then?" she asked softly.
He looked into her dark eyes. He could tell that there was a change in the girl.
Speaking just as softly, he said, "Chances are, if you do not come to me before I leave town tomorrow evening, then you will spend the rest of your life dominating men and you will never find a man who can dominate you!"
Shaking her head and looking away from him, Katherine said, "You have to give me more time to decide. You can't expect me to choose something like that on one day's notice. It will be the rest of my life and.
"Tomorrow or never at all!" Peter said. "If I move on from this town and you come looking for me in the future, I will absolutely refuse to have anything to do with you, Katherine. If you give yourself to me it will be without reservation."
"B-but, with only one day to decide!" she cried out at the man.
With a wry smile on his face, Peter said, "If you would be honest with yourself I think that you would be able to tell me your decision in less than a minute. Deep inside of yourself you know what you really want in your life."
Katherine's back arched as she heard that. She spoke in a snide manner as she said, "And I suppose that you think that what I want in my life is merely to be your sex slave."
"If you want to go on being a dominatrix, then I wish you luck, Katherine. But if you want to be my sex slave, you get only one chance to make that decision. If that is not your decision then I will walk out this door and never see you again." Peter's voice was calm as he went to the door.
Katherine stood transfixed as she watched the door open and then close. She knew that there was a wrestling match going on inside of her and she had to make her decision before the next day. She had gone on for years as a dominatrix, always humiliating men, but now she had been enticed by this stranger and his dominating ways.
She grabbed her ripped up clothes and rushed from the room.