1. A Creature Named Estelle: Chapter 4


    Date: 4/27/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Domination/submission, Written by women, Author: IamAsexualBeing, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    Estelle’s body unless you are told to do so. Am I clear on this, slave?” I hissed the title at him, firmly putting him in place. Perhaps I wasn’t clear enough before. “You belong to me now Matthew and you’ll do as you’re told.” I raised an eyebrow at him and he smirked slightly before saying, “Yes Mistress.” I scoffed at him and then in one swift movement I reached down and grasped his cock and his balls through his trousers, squeezing them hard with my cruel unnatural strength. In the Mind of Matthew: “Ow, ah, fuck! Yes, Mistress! I understand; I’m sorry.” I grunted and yelled through my teeth, begging Estelle with my eyes to release her vice like grip on my junk. The pain was just becoming unbearable and I got ready to scream when finally, she let go. The air whooshed out of my lungs and my knees buckled and I fell to the floor before her, grinding my teeth because of the pain. I reached down with my left hand and ever so softly massaged my abused member. As if I could rub the pain away. I turned up my face to look into her eyes, because I felt her finger under my chin, urging me to stand back up. I stumbled to my feet in front of her, and I stiffened my muscles as I felt her thin bony fingers around my throat. I thought she would choke me, but she just softly gripped my throat in both her hands and leaned in toward my face. Her icy breath blew across my lips and I ached for a different reason then. I wanted so badly to kiss those lips. “I didn’t like your tone, slave. So ...
    that was just a warning. Don’t mock me, don’t raise your voice at me, you just do what you’re told.” She released her hold on my throat and let her hands trail down over my sculpted shoulders. I quickly said, “Yes Mistress, it won’t happen again.” and I smiled as I saw her facial expression warm. “Now we have a club to get to. You’re driving, stud.” She swiftly picked up the keys to my truck and then tossed them to me without warning and I struggled to catch them, and I was unsuccessful. When I bent down to retrieve them I felt a hard slap on my ass, which caused me to stand up quickly. I turned just in time to watch Estelle run from her bedroom laughing, and down the stairs she went. “I might just love this woman… this creature… this strange and beautiful being.” I thought to myself and laughed, just brushing the thought off to the side as I followed after her down the stairs. In the Mind of Estelle: I was still laughing as I reached the bottom of the stairs and I could hear his footsteps coming down after me. I walked over to the closet in the entry way where I kept all of my coats. I opened the door and retrieved my favorite red trench coat from within. I quickly slipped it on and tied the straps around my waist; effectively hiding my promiscuous ensemble underneath. I closed the closet door and turned in time to catch Matthew staring at me. “What’s that look for?” I asked him; suddenly feeling insecure under his piercing gaze. He just kept staring at me for a moment longer ...
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