My Dominant Kidnapper

Part 2: Trying To Escape, Gone Wrong

-The Next Day-

I woke up around 5 am and walked to the window in the basement, I didn't want to escape I just wanted to go to the store with 10 dollars that Marcus had given me yesterday so I could get some snacks. I opened the window as an alarm began to go off, somewhat sounding like sirens going off. I gulped as I heard the alarm, footsteps to the door of the basement soon following. I gulped as I knew I was in trouble. Within two minutes, Marcus was standing in front of me. He grabbed me by my throat and pinned me to the wall which made me blush a bit as we both made eye contact.

He leaned in close to my ear as he spoke, "What's this darling? Are you trying to escape from me again? You should know better by now." I gulped slightly, blushing a bit as I knew what he was about to say next, I actually kind of enjoy punishments like what he's about to give me, it always makes me feel good. "Now, go be a good slut, go get undressed and in position."

In position means I get spankings oh god I love when he spanks me, I wonder if he's gonna use his belt, the paddle, the whip, or his hand today. Fuck I love him. I nodded and walked over to my bed as he started to close the window. I slowly began to undress, biting my lip as I did so, eager for him to punish me again. I leaned over the bed slightly, my back arched a little bit and my legs spread. I heard footsteps and the sound of the him sliding his belt off. I bit my lip as I heard that sound. God I love that sound. He looked at me as he began to rub my ass cheeks.

"I want you to count and apologize." I nodded.

"Yes sir." Marcus lifted the belt and swung it down on my ass, causing me to drool a little bit as I let out a loud moan, stuggling to manage out a "One, I'm sorry sir." He smirked and swung harder the second time.

"A-ahh!~ Two! I'm sorry sir!" He continued to swing, harder each time as I continued to count and apologize, until we hit a "Haah!!~ Thirty! I'm sorry sir!" At this point, my legs were trembling, my pussy dripping wet. I couldn't help but squeeze my legs together. I began panting as my chin was covered in drool, some dripping onto the bed sheets.

As I managed out the "Thirty, I'm sorry sir" I heard his phone begin to ring, he leaned in my ear and whispered, "Don't you fucking dare make a single sound. I'll be nice and please you, slut." I raised my eyebrow as I felt his long fingers begin to rub my clit, I let out a small gasp and quickly covered my mouth as he answered the phone. "What's up, Aaron?" Marcus flipped me onto my back and spread my legs as wide as he could, cuffing my ankles to each end of the bed. He placed a soft kiss onto my breasts before beginning to rub my clit again.

"Are you busy today?"

"No, why?" He rubbed my clit faster and slid his middle finger inside of my pussy, causing me to gasp. Alex put his hand over my mouth and applied pressure knowing I wouldn't be able to stay quiet much longer, he put his headphones in one ear that way he didnt have to hold his phone. Marcus put his phone in his pocket as he used his left hand to cover my mouth and his right one to finger fuck me. I held onto his left arm tightly as I began to moan into his hand, my pussy dripping wet. We've had sex before so I can ask? I tapped his arm to signal to mute the call, to which he did. "Yes, darling?"

"Can we.. fuck?" He chuckled and slid his pants off.

"Don't you fucking dare moan."

"Yes sir," he continued his phone call as he started to lube his hard, throbbing cock. It would be extremely hard for me to stay quiet as it's 9 inches, the last time we measured so about a year ago. Right as he went to speak he slammed into my pussy which caused me to accidentally bite his hand as to not moan, surprisingly, he didn't care. He looked down at me and smirked. Of ourse, I was confused as to why he wouldn't care but I literally could not ask why. He continued to pound my pussy, the sounds starting to fill the room but thank god his headphones had noise suppression, if not they'd hear my soaking wet pussy as he fucked me. I started to drool onto his hand as he slammed into my g-spot. He continued to speak on the phone whilst mercilessly slamming into my g-spot as I began struggling not to moan. He soon hung up and I was finlly able to moan. I began moaning extremely loud as he slammed into my g-spot, gripping my hair, and pulling it back as i came around his huge cock. I gasped as he slammed into me one last time and shot his cum deep inside my pussy. I started panting, almost like a dog after running too much. He chuckled and pulled my hair so my head went back and he was able to kiss me. I was so shocked when Marcus kissed me, of course I kissed back but damn was it hot. Him covered in sweat, leaning over me as he began to kiss my back made me smile at how he cared. Even though he kidnapped me, he cared a lot about me, more than anyone else ever has, which is not that hard to do given nobody's ever cared about me before. My back began to arch as he started to massage it. He hummed softly as he picked me up off my bed, carrying me to the bathroom. Part of me wanted to kiss him right there but the other part of me knew not to as there was no saying what he would do. There's always a possibility of him kissing back, or him hitting me, whatever the case may be. I hesitated as we got into the bathroom for a few seconds, then sat up and kissed him, holding onto him as he kissed back. We stayed like that for a while, just kissing, then it slowly became making out and before I knew it I found myself dripping wet..  yet again. I gasped into the kiss and quietly mumbled. "S-sir I-" he grabbed my throat, looking me in the eyes as he told me to speak up. "I'm horny again sir.." I barely managed out, my face now beet red. A smirk began to grow on his face as he had begun to speak.
"Go ahead, I'll guide you."