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To the Victor Go the Spoils. Pt: 4

Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Fiction, Authoritarian, BDSM, Domination/submission, Male Domination, Reluctance, Sado-Masochism, Slavery, Stockholm Syndrome, Author: masterKDean2014, Rating: 82.1, Source: sexstories.com

going to fuck you in the ass." Sara felt a gush of warmth between her legs. The idea of it scared her, but aroused her at the same time. David continued to log on to the computer. Sara sat in uncomfortable silence for a moment before asking her next question. "Why don't I have safe word?" she asked. David mulled her question over, a little surprised at her candidness, "We aren't exactly in that kind of relationship...Would you use it when I fuck you in the ass?" "Yes," Sara admitted. "Then you don't get one for now." He said simply and continued what he was doing. A few more days wore on uneventfully. Sara began opening up to David even more. She loved hearing his stories about the Army. He had been to so many different countries. At a quarter to three one afternoon he went to his closet and handed Sara a pair of his jeans. "What do you want me to do with these?" She asked. "Wear them," he said. Sara looked at them with concern. She wasn't sure they would even fit her. She stood up to put them on and, to her delight, they were a little loose on her. "You've shaped up nicely," David commented, "very nicely." "Really?" Sara asked. "Yes, you look great." He admired her smile. "Where are we going?" she asked, purposely changing the subject. "I'm going to work on a tattoo for a friend here," he said. Sara followed him down the hall and to the door of another room on the same floor. He knocked and a male voice on the inside told them to come in. They entered and Sara saw the man ... that had delivered her back to David when she tried to escape. He was sitting on a couch watching television with his shirt off. It appeared he actually had small apartment instead of a room like David. "Your stuff's over there." Evan said, barely looking at them, and then taking another glance as he noticed Sara. "Sara, say hello to Evan, I believe you've met before." David introduced her. "Hi," Sara looked away shyly. "Have you been feeding her?" Evan asked, admiring her new figure. "At least she's not as skinny as that stick you call a slave...where is she anyway?" David saw no sign of Jenny. "She went into town. She's on her way back. Are you going to get to work or stand there and yap at me all day?" Evan joked. He stood up and went to get some more supplies David would need. Sara watched as David went to the kitchen and scrubbed his hands before he found his kit with his tattoo machine and needles. He opened several packages of needles and arranged everything a table next to the couch. He also got out the ink and set it up. Evan returned and laid face down on the couch. "Sara, you can sit in that chair." David pointed to a large arm chair adjacent to the couch. "Is she going to be good?" Evan asked. "She better be." David said as Sara shifted nervously. "Just as long as she doesn't fuck you up. I've had too much work put into this thing for it to get screwed up somehow." Evan added. David got to work and began making conversation with Evan. Sara continued to observe. She ...