Mind Fucking Kelly Kelly

What looks like just a boring night alone on her couch becomes an unbelievable experience of hypnotic torments and sexual pleasures like none she’s ever dreamed of for one WWE Diva. Soon, the diva that was so nice they named her twice finds herself performing one hot sixty-nine, screaming to be fucked like a sex crazed slut, becoming a submissive slave that’s bound, spanked, and who knows what else, begging to suck cock, and getting double penetrated in a shower scene that’ll have you jerking off for weeks. And that’s all before she leaves the house.

Disclaimer: This is total fantasy. Do not attempt this for any reason. Doing so will most likely get you killed, or sent to prison, or killed in prison. It’s just pretend. Oh yeah, don’t read any further unless you are eighteen or older and it is legal for you to do so where you live.

Author’s Note: This story continues with an idea that was first presented in “Mind Fucking Estella” and “Mind Fucking Hayden.” If you enjoyed those stories, hopefully you’ll enjoy this one as well. Feedback is always appreciated, especially in the forum.

Barbie Blank, better known to her fans around the world as the WWE Diva, Kelly Kelly was sitting on her couch early one Friday night. Even though the WWE billed her as being from Jacksonville, she actually owned a home in Tampa, which helped keep her address slightly more hidden from the public, and allowed her to maintain a little more privacy. Of course, she still ended up getting recognized by at least one or two people everywhere she went, but it didn’t hurt to give herself as much privacy as she could.

It was strange for her to have a Friday off, as her work in the WWE usually kept her busy, either working a live show or traveling to the city where she’d perform next. But for some reason, Vince and the writers just didn’t have any big plans for her on any shows this weekend, and so she had a few days off. What to do, she wondered to herself as she sat on the couch flipping through the channels. Being on the road so often had made it hard for her to stay close to friends since she had begun working with the WWE. Just as she started to become frustrated with the realization that there was nothing on television worth watching on a Friday night she heard someone knocking on her front door.

Putting down the remote, she got up from the couch to answer the door. She opened her door to see a man she had never before met standing on her front porch. He had a backpack slung over one shoulder and was wearing a pair of designer jeans and a sports coat. Kelly was also surprised to notice that this man was holding in his hands her cat.

“Sorry miss,” he said as she opened the door to greet him, “but I was wondering if you’ve lost this little guy?”

“Monty,” she said with a bit of surprise, “how did you get out,” she asked as she graciously took her cat from this stranger on her doorstep.

“I guess he is yours,” the man said with a smirk.

“Oh yes, he’s mine,” Kelly replied with one of her bright trademark smiles, cradling Monty in one arm and stroking his fur with her free hand. “Hey, what’s this new collar you’re wearing here, silly cat,” she asked quizzically as she noticed the new band around her cat’s neck. It was not something a cat should be wearing, and rather was an elegant golden chain with a single dark garnet adorning it. As she touched the necklace around her cat’s neck, a strange calm came over her. She was relaxed, and didn’t seem to have any care in the world.

The stranger on her doorstep grabbed Monty from her arms, and removed the necklace from his neck. Letting the cat jump out of his arms and down to the ground, he gently took Kelly’s hand in his, and placed the necklace in his pocket. “Would you like to invite me in Kelly?”

“Yes, please come in,” she said as she let him step through the door.

He closed the door and locked it, ensuring he would have plenty of privacy with the diva for the beginning of the evening’s festivities. “Kelly, you seem tired. All the busy traveling with the WWE must wear you down, so why don’t you show me to your bedroom.”

In her new state, the stranger’s suggestion seemed like more than just a good idea. She smiled, and then with his hand still in hers, led him down the hallway, through her living room, and into her bedroom.

Her bed was centered on the far wall of the room, with a dresser with a small TV and DVD player on top and the doorway opposite to it. A bathroom and closet were attached to the bedroom along one wall, and across from it was a window looking out onto the street.

The man smiled to himself. It was all just too easy, the way he slipped into their minds and was able to control them. He led the voluptuous blond over to the bed and laid her down gently. Kelly let out a sigh of contentment as he did so. Placing his backpack down on the floor, he brushed her long blond hair back away from her face, and let his hand slide down her body, gently brushing her cheek, and then her breasts which were covered up by a simple white tee-shirt, over her legs which were wrapped in a pair of skin tight jeans, and finally down to her cute little bare feet.

“Are you happy Kelly Kelly,” he asked her as he took her foot into his hands and gently began to massage it.

“Yes, very happy,” she gave a soft easy sigh.

He knelt down at the foot of the bed, and now taking both her feet in his hands began to gently rub them. Kelly let out another gentle sigh, this time almost a moan of approval. It was time to lay down the ground rules. As he continued massaging her feet, in a calm, soothing voice, the man explained to her, “Kelly Kelly, from now on you are mine. I am your master, and you are my obedient little slave. When I count out loud to three, you will awake, and have no recollection of anything that happens while I control your mind. When I snap my fingers, you will instantly feel just like you do now. And last, you will never attempt to do harm to me. Is everything understood?”

“Mmm, yes,” she moaned in delight as he kneaded the soles of her feet.

“Excellent,” he said, keeping her feet in his hands and still rubbing them softly. “One, two, three,” he counted aloud.

Kelly lay there with her eyes closed for a moment. She felt peaceful and relaxed, and her feet felt as if they were being gently rubbed and massaged. She tried to move her leg, and found that she couldn’t. Something had a gentle yet firm hold on her, making it difficult to move for some reason. She opened her eyes, to find a man at the foot of her bed massaging her feet. Kelly pulled her feet back quickly away from the stranger, and scampered away from him up toward the head of the bed.

“Who are you, how’d you get in here,” she asked, frightened and confused.

Standing up, the man answered, “I’m your new master, Kelly.”

Kelly was taken aback at his answer. “My master? What kind of creep are you? Wait, you’re the guy who gave me back my cat,” she said as she suddenly recalled that this was not the first time she had seen this strange man who was now standing in her bedroom. But she couldn’t remember how they’d ended up here.

The man calling himself her master smirked as he noticed her trying to piece the last few minutes together in her head, and sarcastically asked, “What’s the matter Barbie? Your mind drawing a blank?”

“Fuck you, you fucking asshole,” she yelled at him in rage at the way he made light of her true name. “I don’t know what’s going on, but it’s time for you to leave.”

“Oh, I’m not going anywhere, Barbie,” he said folding his arms across his chest.

“And why’s that,” she asked combatively.

“Because your mind is mine, and I can make you do whatever I want.”

“Oh please –

Before she could finish telling him how full of shit she thought he was, the man snapped his fingers, and instantly returned her to a more cooperative state. She just sat there at the head of the bed.

“Stay right there, Kelly,” he said as he walked over to the window and closed the blinds then walked over to the light switch near the door, turning on the light in the room. Next, he retrieved his bag from where he had left it when they’d entered the room and walked toward the wall opposite the bed. Taking out a video camera and tripod, he set it up so that it was looking directly at the entire bed and the diva sitting on it waiting for whatever he intended to do to her. He kicked off his shoes and removed his socks. Removing his jacket and dropping it to the floor, he approached the bed. It was now time for the real fun to begin.

He crawled onto the bed next to the diva and gently brushed aside her hair as he leaned in and kissed her. Kelly was in his total control, letting him probe the inside of her mouth with his tongue. After a moment, he pulled away from their kiss, and began planting gentle kisses down the side of her neck. He reached down to the bottom of her tee-shirt, and helped pull it up off of her head and shoulders, revealing her amazing breasts, in a simple white bra. With one hand he massaged one of her breasts, and buried his face down into her warm bosom.

“Ohhhhh,” Kelly moaned in approval as he gave each of her breasts equal attention. She reached around his back, and began pulling his shirt off of him, in her ensorcelled state, loving his every touch and wanting more of everything he had to offer her. He let her pull his shirt off of him, letting it fall on the floor next to the bed, and then reached around behind her and unclasped her bra.

Kelly let her bra fall down off of her shoulders, letting her natural D-cups free for her master to admire and enjoy. He gently pinched one of her nipples, and leaned his head down to her breasts again, this time to suck on her other nipple. “Oh yesssss, moooore,” she moaned.

With his slave begging for his touch, he was happy to oblige. He reached down to her waist and unfastened the top of her jeans, letting them slide down from her hips, to reveal a pair of simple white panties. With one hand still massaging her tits, he reached down with the other and let it slide into her panties. He could already feel her perfectly shaved snatch getting wet, and inserted two fingers inside of her.

“Uhhhhhh,” she cooed as he began sliding his fingers in and out of her, grinding her hot body down onto his hand, and letting him probe deeper and deeper into her.

He laid her back down onto the bed, and with his free hand, pulled her jeans down off of her legs completely. “Ooooohhhhh, aaaahhhh,” the diva moaned in sheer bliss, as he continued to slide his fingers in and out of her wet snatch. “Ooooohhhhh, fuck, uuuhhhhmmmmm,” she screamed in delight, as her clit emerged, and he gave it a gentle little squeeze.

As eager as he was to do more to his unwitting pet, for the moment he was thoroughly enjoying her reactions to the way his fingers worked in and out of her. “Fuuuuucckkkkk,” she screamed ramming her hips down onto his digits. She planted her feet firmly down onto the mattress, and let her hips arch up off of the bed, allowing her master to probe her even more deeply. “Uhhhhnnnnn, uuuhhhh, uuuhhhhnnngggg,” Kelly screamed as she came all over his hand. Her hips fell back down onto the bed, and her legs relaxed, but he still kept working his fingers in and out of her body. “Ooohhh, ohh, ohh, ohh, uuuunnngghhhhhh,” she unknowingly whined in utter erotic delight.

He removed his hand from her snatch momentarily, pulling her soaked panties down off of her, and then spread her legs wide, so her could bury his face down into her snatch.

“AAAAggghhhhhh,” she moaned as he began working his tongue up and down her slit, licking up her flowing juices. He rammed his fingers back up inside of her again, and continued eating her out, to her oblivious approval. “Uuuuhhhnnnn, uuunnnnhhhhggggg, uuuuuhhhhhnnnnnn,” she screamed as her body once again began to rise and warm in anticipation of the erotic ecstasy he would soon provide her. He reached a hand up toward her breasts, and began rubbing them gently, all the while continuing to lick and finger her snatch. “Ooooohhhhh, aaaaahhhhh, uuuuhhhhhnnnnn, aaaahhhhhhgggg,” Kelly Kelly unwittingly moaned, instinctively raising her legs up onto his shoulders. He no longer bothered using his hands to rub her snatch or her tits, and instead held onto the top of her thighs firmly, keeping them over his shoulders and spread wide as he devoted all of his efforts to using his tongue to satisfy his slave. “Uuunnggghhhh, aaahhhh, yeeeesssss, yeeeesssss, yeeesssss,” she screamed as her body was racked by another shuddering orgasm, and she came all over her master’s face.

“Oh fuuuuucckkkk,” the diva moaned, as her master continued to lick up the juices spraying from her pussy. With his face still buried in her crotch, her master began to position his legs to one side. Kelly Kelly reached down with one hand and placed it on the back of her master’s head, running her fingers through his hair, as she delighted in him running his tongue along her moist snatch. “Ooooooohhhhhh, aaaaahhhhhhhnnnnn,” she let out another slow whine of pleasure. The man swung his legs around over her face, positioning him and his slave into a hot sixty-nine.

In her dominated state, Kelly Kelly gasped in excitement as she felt the bulge in her master’s pants bump her in the face. She began fumbling with his belt and unzipped his fly, pulling his jeans down off his hips as he continued to eat her out. “Oooohhhhhh, moooorrrrre, plllllleeeeeaaaaaase,” she moaned. The diva could see now what she wanted, her master’s rock hard cock jutting at her face through his boxers. She slid the last barrier between her and his throbbing member down off of him, and cooed in delight, partly in approval of the pleasure her master’s tongue was still providing to her and partly in excitement of finally being able to taste the wet tip of his erect rod.

She wrapped a hand around the base of his shaft and leaned her head up placing her hot, warm mouth around his tool. “Mmmmmmppppp,” she cooed in delight as she was finally able to service him the way he had done to her.

The man was momentarily distracted from his slave’s snatch as he felt her guiding her head back and forth along his shaft. He stayed there for a moment, enjoying the sensation of his eager little slave’s efforts to satisfy him. He enjoyed as he felt her begin to slide her hand along his tool, jerking his member toward her mouth, while cupping his balls and gently massaging them with her other hand. “Mmmmmmppppp,” the diva moaned around his shaft.

He could’ve let her continue just what she was doing, and cum in her mouth right there, but he enjoyed the idea of letting the camera across the room capture even more of the depravity he had planned. With a grin, he leaned his head back down to her sopping snatch, and vigorously began anew nibbling her womanly folds and licking up her juices.

“Mmmpphhh, mmpppp, mmmmmmm,” Kelly screamed around his shaft, delighted by the renewed attention he was giving her. The vocal sensations of her screams and moans sent a wave of ecstasy up his throbbing rod and through his body. He could feel her now let go of his member, wrapping her arms up around his ass and bobbing her head now more forcibly over his entire length. He was in heaven at the thought of how much his little toy was so eager to please him as he continued to eat her out. “Uuuummmmm, mmmmm, mmmmppp, mmmpppphhhh,” Kelly continued to pleasantly moan around his cock. He noticed her clit jutting toward him, and gently placed it between his lips and hummed, sending a sonic sensation of pleasure through his slave’s body.

“MMMMMPPPPP, OH FUUUUUUUCCCK, AAAAAaaaaaahhhhhh,” Kelly Kelly screamed, temporarily removing her mouth from around her master’s cock and screaming in sheer delight as her hips rose up off the mattress and banging into his face as she came again all over him. “Oooohhhhh, aaaahhhhh, mmmmmmm,” she moaned as she gently grabbed hold of his shaft and proceeded to again run her mouth up and down his throbbing tool.

Her master, let his slave continue to guide her mouth along his cock for another moment, wiping his face of her juices, and gently fingering her. “Mmmmmppp,” she moaned as his fingers once again found her most sensitive region. He quit twiddling her snatch, and moved his body up over her face, letting her keep him inside of her mouth. He was now kneeling directly over the diva’s face, letting her bob her head pleasantly over his shaft. With one hand he reached down and fondled one of her breasts, gently squeezing her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. “Uuummmmm, uuuummmmppphhhh,” she moaned as she slid her hand up from the base of his shaft and again began jerking him off.

He crawled back from her slightly, and gently grabbed her by the shoulders and assisted her in rolling over onto her stomach, with his cock never once leaving the inside of her mouth. Kelly Kelly got to her knees as her master lay back on the bed, and continued to guide her head over his entire shaft. “Mmmmmppppp, mmmmmpppp,” she moaned, quickening her pace along his length, jerking him harder with both hands now, and trying to make him explode inside of her mouth. He had to grin again. Such an obedient and eager little fuck toy the diva was turning out to be.

But there would be plenty of opportunities later for her to swallow his seed. He let his hands run through her long blond hair and grabbed hold of her gently, but firmly. He forced her to slow her pace back and forth along his tool as he stood up on the bed, and let her continue to kneel in front of him with his throbbing member in her warm and receptive mouth. Just for the fun of letting the camera capture it all, he forced her down hard on top of his cock a few times.

“Mmmmppphhh, mmmmmgggghhhhh, mmmmmhhhhggggg,” Kelly Kelly gagged slightly as her master forced her mouth down along his entire length, forcing his wet tip toward the back of her throat. Even in her ensorcelled and obedient state, the diva was still forced to remove her hands from his shaft, and use both hands to brace herself against his thighs to keep from completely gagging on his cock.

Her master was now ready for what he had really come here for. Pulling her head back, he forced her mouth off of his shaft, and shoved her body backwards so she was now lying on her back on her bed. With a triumphant grin, he asked her, “So Kelly, are you ready for me to fuck you like you’ve never been fucked before?”

“Oh, yes master, please,” she begged, eagerly spreading her legs to invite him down to her and bringing her hands up to her chest to stroke her heaving breasts. Her skin glistened, sweat running down her face, over her neck and shoulders, and down onto her heaving tits. Her mind may not have been totally aware of the situation, but her body was more than ready for everything he was about to give her. She wanted him, needed him inside of her, and she could wait no longer.

The stranger’s grin grew even wider, as he already knew this was just the type of response she would give for his question. He completely removed his jeans and boxers from around his ankles, tossing them to the floor, and then knelt down between her legs, his cock lined up with her sopping snatch. He grabbed both of her hands, pulling them up away from her tits, and pinned them down to the bed beside her head, as he leaned his mouth toward hers and gave her a warm passionate kiss. She let his tongue slide into her mouth and hers into his, responding with primal lust to his erotic intentions. With her mind and body temporarily focused on the way his tongue was probing the inside of her mouth, Kelly didn’t realize her master was lining up his throbbing member and getting ready to ram it deep inside of her.

“OOOOOOHHHHHH, FUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKK,” the diva pulled her head away from his kiss, screaming as he rammed the entire length of his cock straight into her hot, sopping snatch. “Moooooorrrrrre, uuuuuhhhhhnnnnn,” she moaned and arched her hips up into his crotch as he began guiding his way in and out of her body.

Her master was in heaven. Her light, athletic body was everything he dreamed it would be, her vaginal walls firmly, but pleasantly squeezing down on his tool as he slid in and out of his slave.

He kept her hands pinned down to the bed for a moment, enjoying the way he had complete and utter control over the diva, not just mentally, but also physically. Not that in her entranced state, Kelly had any care of his physical dominance over her.

“Yeeessss, uuuuhhhnnnn, uuuummmm, aaaahhhhhhnnnnn,” she moaned in sheer bliss as he fucked her. He had been going slow with his pace up till now, but decided he could speed up the rate of his thrusts. The diva’s body responded with delight. “Aaaahhhhh, aaaaahhhhnnnn, uuuuunnnnnhhhhhh, oooooowwwwww,” she cooed.

He quit pinning her hands down to the bed, and let his hands slip underneath her shoulders, letting him slide her body down on top of his cock to meet his every thrust. “AAAAhhhh, ffffuuuuuccckkkkkk, oooohhhhhhh,” Kelly Kelly stuttered and moaned as her master forced himself further and further into her body. “Oooooohhhhh, fucking, yyyyyyeeessssss, uuuuhhhhh, uuuuuhhhh, oooooohhhhhggggg,” she screamed as her body erupted in delight, her juices spraying out from her snatch and around his cock.

With her erotic burst of passion and approval at his treatment of her, he found himself now even more able to glide in and out of his slave, with her hot juices lubricating his thrusts so that he could ram into her body with more speed and force. “Oooooohhhhhh, goddddddddd, uuuuuhhhhhnnnnn, fuuuuucckkkkkk, uuuuuuhhhhhhhhggggggnnnn,” she moaned. Her master had no intention of stopping so soon, and she loved it. “Mmmmmmooooooorrrre, aaaahhhhhrrrrrggggg,” she pleaded.

“You want more, slut,” he grunted, taunting her dominated mind. “Don’t think I’m even close to finishing with you,” he said as he lifted one of her legs, spreading her even wider, and slowed his pace a bit so he could ram into her with longer, more forceful and determined thrusts.

“OOOOOHHHHH, FUUUUUCCCKKKKK, YEEEESSSSSS, YEEEEEEESSSSSS, YESSSSSSSS, aaaahhhhhnnnnnn,” she responded to his slower, more deliberate pace. He couldn’t believe the way she was responding. He had been in similar situations with various women before, but Kelly Kelly seemed to be hungering for his offerings unlike any before ever had. “Ooooohhhh, uuuunnnnnggggg, moooooorrrrrre, pllllllleeeeeaaaase, uuuuhhhhh, uuuuhhhh, uuuunnnnnnnn. Don’t aaahhhhh, sttttooooppppp. Don’t fucking sttttooooopppp, aaarrrrrgggghhhhh, uuuuuuuggghhhhhhnnnn,” she pleaded.

With his one hand still holding her leg up, he buried his cock inside the diva’s cunt momentarily, stopping his thrusts completely, and with his other hand grabbed her by the hair, forcing her to look into his eyes. With his cock buried balls deep inside of her, he asked, “You’re loving this, aren’t you, bitch?”

“Yes, master. Moooooooorrrrre,” she begged, grinding her hips up toward his cock, letting him probe deeper into her body. “UUuuuuuuhhhhhnnnnnn, ooooohhhhhh,” she moaned.

“You want me to cum inside of you, don’t you, slave?”

“Yes, master, please cuuuuuuummmmm,” she begged. In her hypnotized state, she had to have him release inside of her.

“Why doesn’t my little slave prove how much she wants my seed,” he said as he let go of her hair, dropped her leg, and rolled over onto his back so that she was now on top of him.

“Ooooohhhh, uuuuuummmmm, yyyyyeeeessssss,” the diva moaned as she placed her hands on her master’s chest, and pushed her body up so she was now straddling him, with his cock still deep inside of her. “Oooooohhhhh, aaahhhhhhh,” she whined as she began letting her body move up and down along his shaft.

Her master allowed himself another wicked grin, knowing that Kelly Kelly was now facing directly at the camera across the room. The camera that was capturing her obliviously fuck a stranger like a cum obsessed whore on her own bed, in her own house.

He let his hands reach around her body and gently cup her firm ass cheeks, not really forcing her down on top of him, just keeping her steady along his shaft.

“Oooooohhhh, oooooohhhhh, oooooohhhhhh,” she cooed as she ran one hand up through her hair, and let her other hand caress her wonderful tits. UUUuummmm, uuuuuuhhhhhh, uuuuhhhhhhnnnn,” she moaned again as her master let his hands slide up her body and fondle her breasts. “Aaaahhhhhh, aaahhhhhnnnn, aaahhhhhhhh,” she screamed now as he gently squeezed and twisted her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. She let her hand fondling her breasts fall down onto her master’s chest, and used it to brace her body, pushing herself up off of him and then slamming back down all the way to his base.

Her master let one of his hands glide back around her body off of her breasts and back to her ass, keeping a slightly more firm hold of her to guide her down on top of his shaft. Kelly Kelly was beginning to quicken the pace at which she forced her snatch up and down on her master’s cock. “Oooooggghhhhh, aaaaggghhhhh, aaaaaahhhhhh, uuuuuhhhhhggg, oooooohhhhh,” she screamed, still running her one hand through her hair, and throwing her head back in sexual bliss as she let the deepest parts of her womanhood be probed by her master’s cock. “Uuuuunnnnnhhhhhhh,” she whined, as she let her hand slide down from her hair, over her neck, and cup her master’s hand that was still fondling her breasts, helping him rub her natural, bouncy tits in delight. “Ooooohhhhh, ooooohhhh, aaaahhhhhh, uuuuurrrgghhhhh,” she moaned, desperately wanting to make him cum and spray his seed up inside of her.

The stranger let his other hand slide back around to her ass, gripping her firmly. He grunted up at his slave, “I thought you wanted to make your master cum, slave.”

“Yeeeeesssssss, aaaaahhhhhggggg,” the diva screamed as she placed both of her hands down on his chest and began forcing her snatch up and down along his entire length with even more determination and vigor. “Ooooohhhhh, fffffuuuuuuuccckkkkk, ooooohhhhhhggggg,” she screamed as her master began slightly rocking his hips up to meet her snatch each time she brought her body down on top of his shaft. Her body was warming again, preparing to blow in an incredible fashion. She was going to make him cum inside of her. She was determined. She had to have it. “Oooooohhhhh, oooooohhhhhh, OOOOOOHHHHHHH,” she screamed as his cock rammed up inside of her deep and hard. “Fuuuucccckkkkkk, fuuuuucccckkkkkk, FUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK,” she screamed and threw her head back, letting her hands slide up her body, over her crotch, along her breasts, and back again through her hair.

She was letting her hips now slam down along his shaft as hard and as fast as she could. “OOOOOHHHHH, FUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKIIIIIINNNGGGGG, GODDDDDDDDDD,” she stuttered, her body ready to burst. She could barely keep herself upright. Kelly Kelly let her hands fall back down to her master’s chest, barely keeping herself up. Her master took it upon himself to now thrust his hips up to her as she continued to bounce her snatch up and down on his throbbing cock. “OOOOOHHHHH, AAAAAHHHHHH, UUUHHHHNNNN,” she moaned. He knew neither one of them would last much longer now. “Ooooohhhhh, oooohhhhh, OOOOHHHHH, FUUUUCCCCKKKK, YESSSSSSS.YESSSSSS, YESSSSSSSSS, AAAAGGGGGHHHHH,” she screamed as she came again right as he gave one final thrust up her snatch as she came down on top of him, and forced him to blow his load into the deepest reaches of her body. “UUUUuuuuuuhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnn,” she stuttered and moaned as her body surrendered to complete and utter erotic bliss.

She fell down on top of him, laying her head on his chest. He could feel her heart racing through her heaving breasts, sending delightful pulses of her ebbing orgasmic bliss into his sternum. He slipped his cock out of her and rolled both of them over so he was now again on top of her.

“Uhhhhnnnn,” she gave a soft moan of approval as he gently cupped and massaged one of her breasts with one hand. With his other hand, he grabbed one of her wrists and guided her hand down to her soaked snatch, helping her to start fingering her still hot and sensitive pussy. “Oooooohhhhh,” she cooed as she gently started pleasuring herself.

Still massaging her tit, her master leaned down toward her and gave her another long, hot kiss, which she willingly received and returned. After another moment, he pulled back from their kiss and let his other hand gently pinch her nipple on the tit he was not massaging. Kelly Kelly in her dominated state let her head tilt softly to one side, her eyes closed, enjoying her master’s every touch. Time for some more fun, the man thought.

Continuing to fondle her tits, Kelly’s master quietly counted, “One, two, three.”

The diva again came out of her entranced state feeling peaceful and warm. She felt her hand gently rubbing her crotch. She was wet, she noticed, and thought she must’ve been having some sort of pleasant erotic dream. She smiled slightly to herself at the idea that she had been having some sort of naughty dream and was awaking to realize she was still fingering herself. But then she realized someone else was touching her, massaging her breasts and gently squeezing one of her nipples. She opened her eyes, and was horrified to see the man from earlier straddling her body and rubbing her tits.

“What the fuck,” she gasped as she rolled over and slipped her body from beneath his. She got up off her bed, and realized she was naked, and the man still lying on the bed, propping himself up on one elbow and wearing a smug grin was naked as well. Her body felt exhausted, and her legs wobbled slightly beneath her. She was even more confused than the first time she had come out of the trance, and though she didn’t want to believe it, she knew something sexual had to have taken place. She hated to ask the question, and knew that she already knew the answer. “Did we –

“Fuck,” he interrupted her before she could finish asking the question, “Yes, we did. And I have to say, you are quite the horny and obedient little slave,” he said with an evil smile. “And if you don’t believe me, don’t worry, we can watch it later,” he said as he pointed to the camera on the other side of the room.

“You’re filming this,” she gasped in horror. “What do you want? Why are you doing this?”

“Because I can,” he grinned wickedly once more. “I can hypnotize you, and have your body that way, but I also like the idea of having you fully conscious and aware of some of our dalliances.”

She was trying to stay strong, but saw no way out of the situation. “And what if I –

He interrupted her again, “Kelly, you’re going to do whatever I want. There’s nothing you can do to stop me, and if you try to make things difficult and disobey me I could always show our little video to the world. That would be the least of your worries, however. Maybe I might plant a little seed in your mind, and let you go out and strip in front of the whole world at Wrestlemania. I bet that would get some media coverage.”

Her jaw dropped in shock. He was taking every option she might have away from her, and she knew she was going to have to cooperate with him in order to keep him from completely ruining her life. She hung her head, recognizing the hopelessness of her plight, and surrendering to this stranger in order to keep her whole world from falling apart. With a tear rolling down her face, she looked at him still lying on the bed, and asked, “So what now?”

“Now we continue with our little game,” he said as he stood up off the bed and walked directly in front of her, “I will have you any way I want, for as long as I want, and you’re going to let me.”

“And if I do what you want, you won’t try to ruin my life?”

“That is the agreement,” he said as he lifted her chin to look directly into her pale blue eyes, and then ran his hand through her beautiful blond hair.

Kelly Kelly, the woman who on TV always came across as so happy, and confident, and strong, cringed slightly as he caressed her hair. She was his, and she knew it. “Are you going to hypnotize me again,” she asked, in an odd way hoping he would say yes just so she didn’t have to remember all this.

He lifted her chin, to look into her tear filled eyes again. “Do you want me to hypnotize you, Barbie?”

She nodded weakly, “Yes.”

“Well then, why don’t you lie down on the bed,” he said as he took her hand and guided her back to the bed. Once she was lying down on her back, her master continued standing over her for a moment, letting his hand run over her smooth stomach and drift up toward her chest.

The diva remained calm through all of this, but gave a slight gasp once she felt his hand slide up and gently cup one of her breasts. She shuddered slightly, knowing there was no other way, and she would have to go through with this. Still sliding his hand over her tits, he raised his other hand and snapped his fingers to put the stunning blond back into her controlled and docile state.

“Aaaahhhhh,” Kelly let out a long sigh of contentment. Returning to her mind controlled state, it felt like it had been too long since she had the pleasure of feeling her master’s touch.

“Is my little slut ready for more,” the man asked with a smirk.

“Yes, please give me more,” she moaned in delight as he continued to massage her breasts.

“I think I’ve been very giving already, Kelly. What can you do for me?”

“I’ll suck you off. Let me taste you inside of me,” she panted.

“So you want to suck my cock, do you?”

“Oh yes, master. Please let me taste you.”

“I suppose we could do that, Kelly. But I have some rules.”

“Yes, master, anything,” she moaned, almost whining due to her desires to receive his rod once more.

He removed his hand from her breasts and stood up. “Stay there Kelly,” he said as he retrieved his bag.

He walked back over to the foot of the bed with his bag. Dropping the bag to the floor, he grabbed the diva’s ankles, and pulled her body down to him. He sat down on the bed, and forced his slave up and placed her stomach over his knee.

Kelly giggled with anticipation. She wasn’t tasting his cock yet, but in her entranced state, she was enjoying the way her master was touching her body. He let one hand slide underneath her and gently grab on to one of her breasts while letting his other hand run over her firm ass cheeks.

“So you want to taste my cock, slave?”

“Yes, master.”

He raised his hand off of her ass and brought it back down with a hard slap on her ass.

“Ooooowwwww,” the diva screamed, partly in pain, but also partly in erotic approval.

“I’m not so sure about that,” he said as he brought his hand down across her ass again, “there’ve been times when you didn’t seem entirely obedient recently.”

“Ooooowwwww,” she wailed again, “No, master. Let me please you.”

“So I should just let you suck on my cock,” he said as he slapped her ass three more times in rapid succession.

“Ooooowwwww, yes, please.”

“So you’d rather suck my cock than let me fuck you with it,” he tormented her, bringing his hand down across her reddening rump several more times.

“Ooooowwwww, no. I want to suck you off, master. Please,” she begged.

“Oh, so now you don’t want me to fuck you,” he taunted her slamming his hand down on her ass hard a couple more times, to the point where even his palm was starting to sting.

“Ooooowwwww, master, please. I’ll do whatever you want,” she begged, partly out of desire to feel him inside of her any way she could, and partly because even in her hypnotized state the pain caused from his spanking her was starting to take its toll.

“Whatever I want,” he said as he reached down to the floor and into his bag, pulling out a black leather blindfold. He fastened it over his slave’s eyes, to which she gave no protest in her obedient condition. He reached into his bag again and pulled out a vibrator. He positioned it at the entrance to her snatch, and rammed it deep inside of her.

“Ooooohhhhhh,” Kelly screamed in delight, in part due to having the sensation of having her sensitive pussy stroked with the sex toy, and in part that her master was no longer spanking her ass.

Still cupping her tits in one hand, Kelly Kelly’s master began guiding the fake cock in and out of his slave’s wet pussy.

“Ooooohhhhh, uuuuunnnhhhh, oooohhhhh,” the beautiful blond moaned in approval.

The stranger quickened the pace at which he shoved the vibrator in and out of his slave.

“Oooohhhh, uuunnnnhhhhh, yeeeeaaaahhh, aaaahhhhh,” Kelly Kelly moaned as her master rammed the fake dick in and out of her cunt. “Aaaaahhhhhhgggg, mooooorrrre, uuuuuhhhhhggggg,” she screamed even louder as her master pinched one of her nipples with the hand he was still using to grasp her tits and keep her steady.

The stranger stopped forcing the fake cock in and out of his slave, leaving it inside of her and again reaching down into his bag. “So it seems my slave likes being fucked with a fake cock,” he said as he removed a black wooden paddle from his bag.

“Uhhhhnnn, yes master,” the diva panted, wiggling her hips slightly on his lap in hopes of getting the fake dick to stroke her insides more.

“And did I hear you correctly when you begged for more? You want me to fuck you more with a fake cock?”

“Yes master, please fuck me,” she begged. “OOOOOOWWWWW,” she screamed as her master brought the paddle down hard across her bare ass.

“So now you like a fake cock fucking you better than my real one,” he tormented his slave as he brought the paddle down again on her ass.”

“OOOOOWWWWW, FUCK,” she howled in pain of the paddle slapping her beaten ass, which was now getting redder and sorer by the second.

“Answer my question, slave,” he taunted her, smacking her ass with the paddle once more.

“OOOOOWWWWWWWWW,” she let out another long, painful scream, instinctively reaching her hands around behind her to cover her ass.

The stranger reached down into his bag yet again, this time retrieving a pair of handcuffs, and slapping them onto the diva who was trying to cover her ass. With the handcuffs in place, her hands were now secured behind her back. He stood up, tossing his little toy face down on the mattress, so she was now kneeling on the floor with her upper body bent over submissively on the foot of the bed. He grabbed her bound wrists with his free hand and raised them up behind her to prevent her from trying to cover her ass, and brought the paddle down on her rump three more times in succession.

“OOOOOWWWWW, AAAAAAHHHH, OOOOHHHHHH,” his slave wailed in pain.

“Did I tell you to cover your ass, slave,” he screamed at his dominated little plaything, smacking her ass with the wooden board several more times.

“Noooooo, ooooowwwww, master pleeeeaaaaassssse,” the blond begged. Even in her hypnotized state, the diva’s mind and body were having a difficult time deciding just how to respond.

“Please what,” he taunted her, keeping her hands raised up and whacking her ass with the paddle yet again.

“Ooooowwww, oooohhhhhh, uuuummmmmmm,” even entranced as she was, Kelly Kelly was trying to determine the least painful response for herself. “Please, master, I’ll do anything. I’ll suck you. I’ll fuck you. I’ll be good. I promise,” she whined, wanting to please her master, but at the same time looking for a way to prevent him from continuing to send waves of pain through her ass with the paddle.

Her master released her hands and tossed the paddle to the floor. He rolled her over onto her back, and reached down into his bag yet again, this time pulling out a pair of nipple clamps and an O-ring gag. Standing over her, he placed the gag and clamps down on the bed and began massaging her tits.

“My little slave likes being a submissive little slut, don’t you, Kelly Kelly?”

“Uhhhhhh, yessssss,” she moaned.

“You like it when I spank your ass?”

“Yesssssss,” she sighed as the pain in her ass was beginning to subside a little and she focused on the pleasant and gentle attention her master was now giving her tits.

He quit rubbing her breasts and picked up the clamps.

“Ooooooh, master, please don’t stop,” the diva pleaded lifting her leg off the floor and gently letting her foot slide up between the stranger’s legs and softly rub his stiff cock.

Blindfolded and in her controlled state, Kelly was taken completely unprepared as the strange man quickly attached both clamps down onto her perky nipples. “OOOOOOOWWWWWW,” she screamed.

“I thought you said you wanted to please me, Kelly,” he said as he twisted the clamps hard down onto her nipples.

“AAAAAWWWWW, FUUUUUUCCCCKKKK, YEEEEEEESSSSSS,” she screamed in submissive pain and agony.

“I think I’ve been pleasing you a lot more, slave,” he said as he gave the clamps another cruel twist. “Your master has spoiled you.”

“OOOOOHHHHH, OOOOOWWWWWW,” the diva screamed, “Yes,” she agreed with a heavy pant as he momentarily let up slightly on his twisting of the clamps.

He began twisting the clamps again, slower this time so she wouldn’t completely lose herself to the pain, “You said you’d do whatever I want.”

“Yessssss,” she whined.

“You said you’d do anything,” he said as he twisted the clamps deeper still down into her sore nipples.

“Ooooowwww, yesssssss.”

“You’ll suck me,” he asked, continuing to twist on the clamps.

“YEEEEEESSSSSS,” she screamed.

“You’ll fuck me,” he taunted her, applying even more pressure with the cruel clamps biting down into her tits.


He let up on the pressure he was applying to the clamps once more. “So you’ll be good?”

“Yesssss,” she moaned, her mind trying to deal with the pain and realization that her master was starting to twist on the clamps yet again.

“And you promise,” he continued to torment her as he ratcheted up his pressure in viciously twisting the clamps down onto her sensitive nipples once more.

“Yes, OOOOOWWWWW,” she nodded her head vigorously, ready to accept anything if it would make the pain stop.

“Well, if you promise to be good, and do whatever I want, and you say you’ll suck me and fuck me, I think I have an idea,” he said releasing his pressure of twisting on the clamps, but not letting go of them. “I think what I’m going to do, is fuck your mouth, slave,” he said as he quickly twisted the clamps as hard and as far as he could down onto her nipples.


“Do you like the sound of that, slave? You’ll let me fuck your hot little mouth,” he said screwing the clamps around her nipples as hard as he possibly could.

The diva writhed in agony beneath his touch, her body language and the words she was screaming a total contradiction to one another, “YEEEEEESSSSSSSS, YEEEEEESSSSS, YEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSS, AAAAAAAGGGGGGHHHHH” she shook her head violently back and forth screaming her agreement to his plan in her loudest and most painful scream yet.

He released his grasp on the clamps, but still left them attached to her sore nipples, and grabbed the gag off of the bed beside her. “Open your mouth, slave.”

She obediently did just as he had commanded, and he shoved the metal ring into her mouth and secured the leather strap around the back of her head. He stood up away from her and gave himself a moment to smile at the diva that lay before him, naked, blindfolded, hands cuffed behind her back, clamps cruelly attached to her nipples, a vibrator shoved up her soaked pussy, and her mouth shaped in the most inviting little hole for his cock. He could have her any way he might imagine at that very moment and he knew there weren’t many men, if any, who would not have helped themselves to using her hot sexy body for their every perverted enjoyment.

He grabbed his slave by her long blond hair and pulled her up off of the bed. She let out a small contorted moan of pain from around the gag as he dragged her to her feet, while he himself sat back down on the foot of the bed. The entranced Kelly Kelly gave another slight moan around the gag as he forced her down to her knees in front of him. Clenching two fistfuls of her long blond hair, he lined up his cock with her spread open mouth.

“Grrrrggghhhh,” she grunted as he shoved her unresisting mouth down onto his shaft. “Mmmpppphhhh, ggggggrrrhhhhhggggg,” she gagged as he brought her mouth down onto the base of his cock, letting his tip reach the very back of her throat.

Despite being hypnotized and completely willing to accept all that her master was doing to her, a part of the entranced Kelly Kelly still realized that his cock was being forced toward the back of her throat and would eventually cause her to choke and gag. Yet with her hands bound behind her, she could do nothing to keep him from forcing her down farther along his throbbing length. Her feet started kicking instinctively behind her, and for a brief second she was able to get her feet underneath her body and stand herself up a little. Her master gave a grin to the camera facing him on the other side of the room as the hypnotized diva began to rise to her feet, her body still bent over however, and his cock still stuck in her spread open mouth. He let his slave pull her head up from his lap slightly, removing the tip of his shaft from the back of her throat, and then with a still firm grip on her hair, forced her head back down and her mouth again down onto his entire length.

“GGGGGhhhhhhhrrgggggggg,” Kelly Kelly screamed around his cock and through her gag. She fell back to her knees, her body was now fighting for air, fighting to find a way to remove the throbbing intruder from the back of her throat. “Ggggrrrhhhhhgggg, aaaacckkkkk, aaahhhhkkkkk,” she grunted as her body began to twitch and convulse.

The combination of her warm mouth enveloping his shaft and her body’s instinctual reactions to find a relief from his treatment of her sent waves of erotic delight into his cock and through his entire body. He pulled her head up from him completely, but did not let go of her hair, and let his slave catch her breath. He could see tears, caused from him gagging her with his cock trickling down her face from underneath the blindfold. He kept a firm hold of her hair and gave her a moment to stop coughing around the gag and catch her breath, before counting aloud, “One, two, three.”

The blond bombshell again came out of her trance, but this time she didn’t have the same feeling of warmth and contentment as she had the previous two times her master had allowed her to return to full consciousness. She found she had an ache in her throat and a strange shortness of breath, almost like she had been recently coughing. It was dark and she realized she was on her knees, and felt his hands grabbing her hair. She also couldn’t open her eyes. No, that wasn’t right, she thought to herself. She was blindfolded. She tried to speak, but found she couldn’t move her lips; something was keeping them spread wide open, a taste of metal in her mouth preventing her from closing her mouth. Her hands were secured behind her back, she quickly realized, and when she let them brush against her ass even slightly she noticed a warm, raw sting rush from her buttocks through the rest of her naked body. Something was squeezing her nipples, no, again that wasn’t totally correct. Something was biting into her nipples, and there was something shoved into her pussy. What happened when he put me out this time, and what the fuck is he doing to me, she wondered.

Before she could try to comprehend her situation further on her own she felt his hands pulling her head forward. She was still too confused to even attempt to offer any sort of protest or resistance. And then she felt something slide into her mouth. Her master slowly let the wet tip of his rod slide across her tongue and scrape the roof of her mouth. He shifted his hips from side to side letting his bound and dominated little fuck toy feel his pulsing member work around the inside of her mouth and taste his pre-cum.

“Mmmmmmpppppppp,” Kelly Kelly screamed over his cock and the gag in terror as she realized what he was doing to her. She now understood why she couldn’t move her lips. He was keeping them spread open somehow so he could easily face fuck her. “Mmmmmmmmmppppp,” she let out a long, slow whine as she felt him begin to guide her head back and forth along his shaft. She could feel the tears welling up in her eyes underneath the leather blindfold, and knew that while his treatment of her was humiliating and demeaning in the most horrible of ways, she had agreed to all of this. “Mmmmmppphhhh, mmmmpppphhhhh, mmmmmpppppppp,” she screamed as he moved her mouth long and slow over his throbbing length.

The diva wished there was some other way to keep him from destroying her life, wished there was some way to truly bargain with him. “Mmmmm, mmmmmm, mmmmmmpppp,” she whined and moaned again as she felt him quickening the pace at which he slid her mouth over his cock. Had she any way to pull away and to speak, she would’ve readily agreed to just giving him a blowjob under her own power, anything but this. “Mmmmpppp, mmmmppphhhhh, mmmmhhhpppgggg,” she moaned and gagged as his tip began to stroke the back of her throat.

If she had felt utterly hopeless before, she had no idea what to make of this. She thought that by letting him hypnotize her again, not making her remember the way he was violating her, that the situation would somehow be a little easier to deal with. “Mmmmmhhhhhggggg, mmmpppppm mmmmmhhhhgggggg,” she groaned around his shaft as she felt him stand up and begin to force her body backwards toward the floor. She felt the tears in her eyes begin to trickle down her face from underneath the blindfold, and realized her request that he hypnotize her had only made her situation worse, and given him the opportunity to abuse and degrade her all the more.

Her master forced his slave down to the carpet, Kelly Kelly lying on her back with him kneeling over her with his cock still in her mouth. He could see the diva’s tears escaping from beneath the blindfold as he continued to slide her head back and forth over his rod.

Kelly Kelly knew what this man intended. “Mmmmpppp, mmmmmgggg, nnnnnnnhhhgggg,” she whined. He was going to cum inside her mouth, and she was going to feel his seed shoot down the back of her throat. A part of her kept wondering if the situation would’ve been less humiliating if she hadn’t requested for the hypnosis. He’d have likely made her suck him off anyway, but at least she would’ve maintained a little control, and maybe even a small degree of dignity, despite the way he was using her. “Nnnnhhhhgggg, mmmmppppggggg, gggghhhhhpppppp,” she cried around the gag as he began to really force her mouth deep onto his member. And she had agreed to let him do this, she cried to herself.

With Kelly Kelly on her back and her master kneeling over her naked body, she felt his cock sliding deeper and deeper down her throat. “Nnnngggghhh, gggghhhnnnnn, nnnnnhhhhh, mmmmmhhhhgggg,” she gagged as he started really ramming her defenseless mouth along his shaft. She felt the veins of his throbbing member roll over her tongue. She could sense his body rising, and then she felt him explode inside her mouth, just as she knew he would when he had guided her down to the floor. “NNNNNNNHHHHGGGGGGGRRRRRR,” she screamed as she felt his hot goo pumping down into the back of her throat, his salty taste coating the inside of her mouth.

The man let go of his slave’s head, and let his crotch hover over her face, with his spurting cock still lodged deep in her completely receptive mouth.

“Mmmmmpppppgggggg, mmmmmpppppggggg, mmmmmpppphhhhh,” she moaned and spasmed beneath him as she was forced to swallow his seed entirely as it shot down her throat from his pumping cock.

He let his cock go completely limp before pulling it from his slave’s mouth. He moved his body from over top of her and knelt beside her, unfastening the gag from Kelly Kelly’s mouth.

The blond moaned and whined in pain and humiliation as she readjusted to not having the O-ring strapped inside her mouth, and got use once again to being able to move her lips and stretch her jaw. She could still taste him in her mouth, but a part of her was glad to at least be able to speak. “You bastard,” she whined, “I would’ve sucked your cock if you had just asked me to.”

“Actually, you asked to suck my cock, slave” he said as he grabbed the vibrator still jammed in her snatch with one hand and her hair with the other.

“Ooooohhhhhh, fuck,” Kelly screamed. Amidst the humiliation of having her mouth forced back and forth along his shaft, the diva had completely forgotten about the plastic intruder in her pussy. The realization that it was still there, however, returned to her quickly as he kept a firm hold on it and her hair and pulled her up to her feet. He tossed her down face first on the bed. “Oooooowwwwww,” she screamed in pain, as landing face down on the mattress gave her a sharp reminder of the clamps still attached to her nipples. She rolled over to her side immediately to relieve the pressure and keep the clamps from digging into her pained nipples any more than they already had.

“What’s the matter, Kelly,” her master said as he grabbed hold of one of the clamps, “Something wrong,” he taunted her as he twisted down hard.

“AAAAAAAEEEEEEIIIIIIEEEEEEEE,” the diva screamed in pain and terror.

“I bet that hurt,” he said with a smirk. “Maybe this will make you feel a little better,” the man said as he let go of the clamps and reached down to her crotch, flipping a small switch on the vibrator that was still shoved inside of her.

“Uuuuuhhhhhhnnnnnnnn,” she let out a long loud moan as she felt the vibrations of the fake cock begin to massage her vaginal walls.

“You really are one hot little slut, Kelly Kelly,” the man said as he walked to his bag and retrieved a couple of cables. He walked over to the video camera and turned it off, and then with the cables connected it to the TV on the dresser. “I’m going to use your shower, but while I do, maybe you’d like to listen to all the nasty things you’ve let me do to you so far,” he said as he pushed play on the camera, letting the TV play back everything he had already recorded. He turned the television’s volume up as loud as possible, and left the bound and blindfolded diva on the bed with the vibrator still rubbing the inside of her pussy while he stepped into the bathroom and started the shower.

“Uuuuuhhhhhnnnnnn,” the diva whined as she lay on her bed, partly in a disturbed satisfaction of the feeling the vibrator was giving to her, but partly in embarrassment and disgust as she was able to hear the audio of what her and her so called master had already done. She hated the control the man exerted over her from the sound of the video playing through the TV. With her eyes still covered, she couldn’t see what was happening on the screen, but she could hear the way she moaned at the way the stranger had touched her earlier, and was terrified to realize that deep down, a part of her mind and body could enjoy the abuse and humiliation her master was torturing her with.

She heard herself screaming in orgasmic delight in the video, and didn’t want to hear it. She tried to roll over to bury her face into a pillow and cry, but ended up not only squeezing the clamps down onto her nipples harder, while also forcing the vibrator further up her snatch. “Oooooowwww, oooohhhhhh, uuuuuhhhhhhnnnnn,” she moaned and whined, partly in pain, partly in pleasure, and partly in shame of the entire ordeal. She realized there was no way to keep herself from hearing the audio of the earlier recorded fuckfest, and rolled back over onto her side. “Ooooooowwwww,” she whimpered as her hands again brushed against her sore ass. The pain was starting to subside, but if she rubbed her ass in just a certain wrong way it sent a wave of pain through her body.

She continue to lay there crying, knowing that she would have to continue to meet all of her master’s demands, lest he destroy her life completely. The nipple clamps were still biting into her soft flesh, and she tried not to focus on the pain they caused. Her mind drifted to the vibrator and the gentle pleasures it was providing to her. “Uuuuuhhhhhh, uuuuuhhhhmmmm,” she moaned, embarrassed that even after all she had just been through she couldn’t keep her body from giving in to erotic pleasures.

She heard herself scream and cum in the video, and then even more embarrassing, she heard herself begging for the man in her shower to fuck her. It was humiliating to have to listen to it all, but it was also somehow disturbingly arousing, and she found her heart starting to race and her body temperature starting to rise. “Ooooohhhhhhh, aaahhhhh, hhhhmmmmmm,” she let out an embarrassed moan and bit down on her lip, trying not to become further aroused or enjoy the pulsing sensations of the vibrator in her snatch.

She listened as her master released her from the trance in the video, and they negotiated their current arrangement. She would let him have her in any way he wanted without protest. She was terrified anew hearing the recording, reminding her of the agreement she had willingly made, and found herself wondering how long he would torment her. And then she heard the audio of her begging to suck his cock, him spanking her, twisting the clamps onto her nipples, and her screams. Kelly Kelly tried to focus on something, anything, to block out the sounds of the video, but all she kept coming back to was the vibrator in her pussy. “Oooooh, oooohhhh, ooooohhhh, uuuuuhhhnnnn,” she moaned and panted in humiliating hopelessness.

Kelly Kelly hadn’t noticed that the shower had turned off in her bathroom, or that the man had stepped back into the bedroom. He had a towel wrapped around his waist, and just stood there for a moment, watching as the diva slowly gave in to the delightful sensations of the vibrator working inside of her pussy. The man crawled onto the bed beside the moaning blond, and rolled her onto her back.

Kelly gasped, finally noticing that he had reemerged from the shower. He flicked the clamps attached to her nipples. “Oooooowwwww, fuck,” the blond moaned.

The man removed the blindfold from her and looked into her tear filled blue eyes. “You’re a little slut, aren’t you, Kelly,” he tormented her as he removed the clamps from her nipples and tossed them aside.

“Uhhhhnnnn, yes,” she nodded her head vigorously, not knowing if her answer was due to the temporary delight the vibrator was forcing her to enjoy, actual agreement, or just an attempt to keep him from getting too creative in whatever he had planned for her next.

“I thought so,” he said as he leaned his mouth down to one of her nipples and began teasing it with his tongue.

“Ooooohhhhh, yeeeeaaaahhhhh,” the blond moaned, her mind lost in utter confusion of the situation and her feelings about it. “Uuuuunnnnn,” she moaned again as he placed her entire nipple in his mouth and began sucking on it. “Aaaahhhhnnnnn,” she whined. While his current attention to her nipple was far more pleasant than the clamps had been, they were still extremely sensitive, as the blood was just finally now starting to rush back to them. “Oooooohhhhhhh, aahhhhhhh,” she gave another soft whine as he leaned away from sucking on her tit, and began massaging her breasts with one hand, while reaching for the vibrator in her snatch with the other. “Uuuuuhhhhhnnnnnngggggg,” she let out a long hard moan as she found herself lifting her hips off the bed and grinding her pussy further onto the fake cock as he moved it in and out of her.

“I knew you liked this, bitch,” he said as he flipped the diva over onto her stomach and pulled her up to her knees. With her face down on the mattress, the strange man let his free hand slide underneather her body to massage her tits, while starting to ram the fake cock in and out of his slut’s pussy.

“Uuuugggg, uuuhhhhnnnn, uuuhhhgggg,” Kelly Kelly screamed. This couldn’t really be what she wanted, could it? And yet, she found herself enjoying the thrusting of the fake cock in and out of her sopping snatch. “Ooooohhhhh, fuuuuucccckkkkk, aaaahhhhhhh,” she moaned as he continued kneeling behind her, fucking her with the vibrator and rubbing her breasts. Before he had come back into the room she had found herself enjoying the feeling of the vibrator inside of her. What was so wrong with letting him use it on her now, she thought. She would’ve ended up cumming because of it anyway. “Uhhhhnnnn, uuuuggghhhhhnnn, uuuugghhhhhnnnn, ooooohhhhh,” she cooed in delight, letting her hips slide back to meet his thrusting of the fake cock into her wet pussy, and becoming use to the way he fondled her tits. But she really couldn’t enjoy this. She agreed that he could fuck her, but she didn’t want to enjoy it. But despite herself, the pleasures her body was receiving were negating the doubts of her mind. She couldn’t control it. She was letting this man fuck her with a fake cock, and she was enjoying it, a part of her loving it even. And she was going to cum. “OOOOOHHHHH, AAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH, OOOOOHHHHHH, UUUUHHHHHNNNNNNNN,” the diva screamed as she came all over the fake cock.

She tried to bury her face in the mattress again. Kelly Kelly was a mix of humiliation and confusion. How could she let herself surrender so easily, and this time not even to a real cock, but a plastic toy? Maybe she was the slut that he said she was. She was certainly starting to act like it, she thought to herself.

“Aaaaaahhhhhhh,” she let out a long sigh of contentment as he removed the fake cock from her snatch and tossed it down on the bed right next to her face. She was disgusted at the sight of the sex toy right next to her, but was too exhausted to say or do anything about it.

Her master reached into his bag on the floor and pulled out the key to the handcuffs binding the diva’s wrists behind her back. “Get in the shower and wash up, slave. And make it quick,” he said as he uncuffed her and gave her a smack on the ass.

Kelly gave a short yelp as she hopped off the bed and moved toward the bathroom. She started the shower and was relieved to be able to step underneath the warm water. She let her body soak for a moment, somehow hoping that she could rinse away all of the humiliation the stranger in her bedroom had already caused her. Just how much more could he do to her, she wondered. She grabbed a loofah and a bottle of body wash off of the shower rack and lathered up her body. She grimaced slightly as she ran the sponge over her nipples and her ass, which were still sensitive from the stranger’s earlier treatment of them, although she did have to admit that the pain was starting to subside. She put the sponge back on the rack and stood under the running water, tilting her head up and opening her mouth, trying to rinse his taste away. After all the diva had been through so far, she paid no attention to anything else. The steamy water running over her body was enough to make her forget, she told herself.

Running a hand through her wet hair, she closed her eyes for a moment, and turned around so the water was now falling down over her shoulders. She felt relaxed, peaceful even. And then she opened her eyes. The man had stepped into the shower with her and was holding the vibrator he had used to fuck her just moments before in his hand.

She shook her head in fear and tried to back away, stopped by the tiled wall of the shower. “Please,” was the only word she could get out.

“Please what,” he said stepping toward her, placing his hands on the wall on both sides of her head. “Please fuck you again. Is that what you want?”

She hung her head, knowing there was no chance of keeping him from doing whatever he wanted. “Yes, master,” she nodded weakly and submissively. “Please, fuck me again.”

He grinned and placed the vibrator under her chin, lifting her face up so he could look her straight in the eyes. He leaned forward and gave her a strong hard kiss, forcing his tongue into her mouth.

“Mmmppp,” the diva was taken by surprise and found herself instinctively wrapping her arms around his shoulders for a brief second before pulling back. She was still trapped, however, and hoped that she hadn’t just somehow made the situation worse for herself.

“I didn’t expect you to completely enjoy that, Kelly,” he said as he brought his free hand up to cup one of her breasts and gently began rubbing it.

“Uuuuunnnn,” she moaned, unable to completely resist his soft caress of her wonderful D-cup.

Still massaging her tit, he brought the vibrator up to her mouth, “Of course, if you don’t want a kiss, I can give your mouth something else to do,” he said, placing the tip of the fake dick on her lips.

Kelly Kelly slowly and reluctantly opened her mouth and let her master begin sliding the fake cock in and out of her mouth. Tears again filled her eyes as he forced her to suck on the fake dick, slowly moving it back and forth between her lips.

He placed his foot between her legs, and spread them apart. Kelly’s master began planting soft kisses down the side of her neck, over her shoulders, and down to her other breast that he was not massaging. He let his tongue swirl around her nipple for a moment.

“Mmmmmm,” she moaned over the plastic cock in her mouth.

Pulling his mouth away from her tit, he slid down, kneeling in front of her, letting the vibrator slip out of her mouth in the process. He leaned forward and planted his face in her crotch, licking her moist slit from bottom to top, while still reaching up with his other hand to continuing massaging her breasts.

“Aaaaaahhhhhh,” Kelly moaned, unable to resist the pleasant feeling his tongue was providing to her incredibly sensitive pussy. “Oooooohhhh, oooohhhhh, ooooohhhhh,” she found herself running her hands through his hair, unable to resist the pleasure she was getting out of this despite her reluctance to do so. After another moment of his tongue stroking her up and down, her clit emerged. “Fuuuuuuccckkkkk,” she moaned in ecstasy as he pulled his hand down away from her tits and let it slide up between her legs and start twiddling her clit. She couldn’t control herself. She quit running her hands through his hair and placed her palms on the tiled wall behind her. “Uhhhhnnnn, uuuuhhhhhnnnnn, uuuuunnnnnggghhhhh,” she moaned, her juices spurting onto his face. Her body would’ve slid down against the wall if it weren’t for him holding her up. Still gently squeezing her clit between his thumb and forefinger, he brought the vibrator up to her snatch, turned it on, and began slowly inching it up into her body. “OOOOOOGGGGHHHHHHGGG,” she screamed as he began to gently slide the fake pulsating cock in and out of her warm pussy yet again.

He stood up in front of her, keeping a grip on the vibrator, and began rubbing her wonderful tits anew. “Ooooohhhh, oooogghhhhh, ooohhhgggg, uuuunnnnnnhhhhh,” Kelly Kelly gave in again to the fake cock sliding in and out of her pussy. Her master reached down between her legs with his other hand, slipped his arm under the back of her thigh, and lifted up one of her legs so that her knee was nearly up to her chest and pinned to her side up against the wall. With the diva spread wide open for him, he let go of the vibrator, lined up his stiff cock, and jammed it into her alongside the fake dick. “OOOOGGGHHHHHHHGGGGG,” Kelly let out a scream, having never experienced a double penetration. She brought her hands up and wrapped them around the back of his shoulders in order to keep the one foot she still had on the floor of the shower from slipping out from under her. With the arm he was using to hold up her leg, he reached around her thigh to fondle her tits again. And then, he started pumping into her body, forcing her up against the wall of the shower, letting the hot water fall down over their bodies.

He slid in and out of her with long slow strokes. “OOOOOWWWWWW, uuuuhhhhhnnnnn, uuuhhhhnnnnnn, uuuuugggghhhhhnnnn,” she screamed and moaned as she adjusted to having the two dicks inside her pussy. “AAAAgghhhhhhh, aaaahhhhhh, aaarrrggghhhhh,” she whined. “Oooooohhhhh,” she whined in misery as she felt him reach down with his other hand and grabbed hold of the vibrator. He pressed her back up against the shower wall, leaving his own cock buried deep inside of her, still fondling her tits with his other hand. He pulled the vibrator back slightly, and then shoved it back in, forcing his own cock deeper inside of her as well. “OOOOHHHHHH, UUUUUNNNNGGGHHHH, FUUUUCCCCKKKKK, AAAAAAGGGGHHHHH,” she screamed as he started finding a rhythm of forcing his own cock and the vibrator into her body simultaneously.

He grunted at her between his thrusts into her body, furthering her torment. “My little slut loves cock so much; she wants two inside of her at the same time.”

“OOOHHHHH, UUUUHHHHNNNNN, UUUMMMM, YEEEESSSSSSSSSS,” she screamed, not sure where the words were coming from. “Ooooooohhhhh, aaaahhhhhh, uuuuhhhhnnnnn, uuuhhhhhnnnn, uuuuuunnnnhhhggggggg,” she screamed as he quit focusing on the vibrator and began lifting his hips upwards with each forward thrust into her body. “Uhn, uhn, uhn, uuuuhhhhnnnnn, uuuuhhhhnnnngggggg, fuuuuuckkkkk, OOOOOHHHHHGGGGGG,” the diva screamed, slightly uncomfortable with having her pussy stretched so wide from the two cocks, but also giving in to the primal enjoyment she could no longer deny. She let one of her hands fall down from off his shoulders and slapped the tiled wall behind her with her palm. Bracing herself with her hand behind her, she found herself somewhat unconsciously pushing herself forward onto his cock as he rammed it deeper and deeper inside of her. “OOOOGGGHHHHHH, UUUUHHHHHHNNNNN, OOOOHHHHHH,” she screamed as she let her master probe her pussy deeper and harder than she had ever been fucked before.

For his part, the stranger knew that the game was up, and he had broken her mind and will. Despite herself, Barbie Blank, better known to the world as WWE Diva, Kelly Kelly, had finally submitted to his deranged treatments of her, and he was about to really enjoy himself. He reached down to her snatch and pulled out the vibrator, letting it fall to the shower floor. He quit paying any real attention to her tits also, and started pumping her hard and fast up against the shower wall.

“OOOGGGHHHHH, FUCK, AAAAGGGGHHHHHH,” Kelly Kelly screamed as her master was now able to ram his cock into her hard and fast without any hindrance from the vibrator. She could no longer deny what her body was telling her. She loved this. “AAAGGGGHHHHH, HARDER, HARDER, HARDER, OOOOOOooooGGGGHHHHHH,” she screamed in erotic insanity of the situation. She continued to try to use her hand to push herself from the wall farther onto his rod as he thrust into her, but his pace was now too furious. “OOooooooHHHHH, ooooooggghhhhhh, uuuuuuunnnnhhhhhh, uuuuhhhhhhnnnnnn, AAAAAHHHHHGGGGGG,” she screamed as he pinned her back against the wall and plowed into her pussy unmercifully.

“You want to cum, don’t you, slave,” he grunted, holding her up against the wall momentarily.

“YEEEEESSSSSSS,” she screamed, grinding her hips towards his body as he started thrusting his cock into her again. She wanted to cum, and she knew he was going to cum too, deep inside of her. And she loved the idea of him fucking her hard against her shower wall, letting him pump all of his seed inside of her. “UUUUHHHGGGGG, UUUHHHHNNNNN, OOOOOHHHHHH, FUCKING, AAAAAHHHHGGGG, YEEEEESSSSSSSS, AAAAAAAHHHGGGGGGGG, AAAAARRRGGGHHHH, UUUUHHHHNNNNGGGGG,” she screamed, slamming the palm of her hand against the tile behind her, as he pinned her back against the wall, buried his cock balls deep inside of her pussy, and let his full load pump deep inside of her willing snatch.

“Oooooohhhhhh,” she smiled and gave a long sigh of contentment as he pulled out of her and let her slide down to the floor. She just sat there on the shower floor for a moment, bringing her knees up to her chest and wrapping her body into a ball. She shook her head. There was no way she was supposed to like this, she tried to tell herself. The hypnotism was one thing, she couldn’t control that. But had she really just screamed for him to fuck her harder and harder up against her shower wall. How could she like this, she thought to herself. She wished that he’d just let her stay there, letting the water fall over her, and let it rinse away her guilt and confusion.

And then, she felt a stream of warm water falling down directly on her head. It wasn’t as warm as the shower water, and it had an odd smell. She looked up in bewilderment and was disgusted to realize that he was now pissing on her naked body. “Eeeeeewwwww,” she whined in pity, and was disappointed to realize that a few drops of his urine had trickled into her mouth.

He finished relieving himself, shaking his cock to let the last few drops of his piss fall over her. “You didn’t have to do that,” Kelly Kelly whined.

Her master reached for the soap and began to once again clean off under the shower. “Shut up, slut. It’s not a matter of whether I have to do something. It’s only a matter of whether I want to do something. Just be thankful I didn’t make you open your mouth and piss in it.”

She continued just sitting there, horrified that he would even think of doing something so vile and disgusting to her. It has to end soon, she tried to tell herself, but she was unsure if she really believed it. She sobbed lightly as he finished cleaning himself off. She had no choice. She had agreed to his terms, and could do nothing but submit.

“Hurry up and wash off, Kelly,” the man said as he stepped out of the shower. “I still got plans for us this evening.”

Reluctantly, the diva rose to her feet. At least the water was still hot, she thought to herself. She shampooed her hair, and then soaped and rinsed her body thoroughly. She actually tried to take her time, but knew that it had taken her only a matter of moments to clean herself off. What was the use of taking her time, she wondered. He was only going to keep on using her, fucking her, for as long as he wanted. These were his terms, and she had agreed. Anything he wanted, she would do.

She turned the shower off and stepped out, grabbing a towel and wrapping it around her. She stepped back into her bedroom. Her master, as she had come to know him, had gotten dressed. She was thankful for that at least, as it meant he wasn’t at least getting ready to fuck her again that very moment. He had picked up the clamps and gag, and put away his camera. She felt herself becoming even more relieved for the moment. And then she looked on her bed, lying there was one of her wrestling outfits, a pair of pink colored short shorts with a white belt, and a halter top of the same color and material as the shorts. Along with the shorts and top, she also noticed a pair of black leather high heel boots, not exactly wrestling attire, but they did match the outfit. Why the fuck did he go through my closet she wondered, and what the fuck does he have planned now.

“Get dressed, Kelly,” he said tossing a black thong that he must’ve found when he was picking out the wrestling gear onto the bed. “I want you looking just like you would if you were doing a WWE show.”

The diva was now totally confused, but started doing as he had commanded.

He watched in satisfaction as she removed her towel and began getting dressed. If she only knew what he still had in store for her. “I’m gonna go get my car. You better have your hair and makeup ready by the time I get back,” he said as he walked out of the bedroom.

She heard him walk down the hall and then out the front door. She thought about rushing to lock him out, but then thought better as she figured she’d only end up giving him reason to make this whole ordeal even worse. “What the fuck is he thinking now,” she wondered aloud as she pulled on the thong and shorts. She put the top on quickly, and then pulled the boots onto her feet. She stepped back into the bathroom, and quickly dried her hair and brushed it out, styling it just as she would if she were going out to entertain a crowd of wrestling fans. Her makeup only took her another moment or two. Her years traveling with the WWE had taught her to get ready quick, as she never knew just what a show would have in store for her.

The diva was just finishing preparing herself when she heard her master walk back into the house. She gave herself a look in the mirror. The boots were a little different, and she normally wore kneepads during her matches, but all in all, she looked just as she would if she were going to make a WWE appearance.

The stranger walked back into her bedroom as she stepped out of the bathroom. He gave her a satisfied look up and down, already feeling his dick get hard. Patience he told himself. It would all be worth the wait. “Let’s go,” he said, turning to walk back out of the room.

The diva reluctantly followed him. He saw her out the door, pulling it shut behind them, and they walked out to her driveway where a black BMW sedan was parked. He walked to the passenger door and opened it. “Get in,” he ordered her, which she did, and he closed the door again.

Walking around the car, he got in the driver’s seat and started the engine, backing out of the drive.

“Where are we going,” Kelly asked.

“You’ll see,” he said with a smirk.

Where the fuck are we going, Kelly wondered for about twenty minutes. She hadn’t been paying attention to just where he was driving, looking at the floor of the car the whole time, wondering what was next and hoping it was nothing too terrible. She realized that he was parking the car, and looked out the window. They were in the parking lot of a strip club, and there were a great number of other cars already here.

“What the –

“Oh, you’ll see, Kelly Kelly. You’ll see,” he said with a smirk as he parked the car. “Get out,” he said as he himself exited the vehicle.

The diva got out, knowing that whatever he had in store, it was most certainly going to be something she’d regret. He walked around the car, grabbed her by the hand, and led her to the door. The bouncer at the club entrance tried to stop them and ask for an ID, but he gave a slight gesture with his hand, and the guard instantly let them pass.

Inside the club, Kelly noticed it was packed with customers. There were several stages around the room, with a dancer on each one, and several customers sitting on the edge, passing out dollar bills to encourage the ladies on stage to keep removing clothing. With her hand still in his, he led her to an open seat close to the largest stage in the club.

Shit, she thought, someone is definitely going to recognize me, and I’m dressed up like I’m ready for a match. How the hell would she explain this to corporate, she wondered.

He sat her down and ordered her not to move. Kelly Kelly was stunned. The night was already fucked up enough, and now she was here, in a strip club. Lights flashing, music blaring, and a room full of horny men and naked women. She couldn’t even begin to think straight. She noticed her master walk up to the DJ booth and say something to the DJ. Then she watched him walk up onto the main stage with a microphone in his hand.

“Kill the music,” he spoke into the microphone, with his command being instantly adhered to.

He must’ve done something to the DJ too, the diva thought. Her master kept talking. She noticed he was making gestures with his hands, ordering the patrons, the club staff, even the strippers to all find a seat, preferably close to the main stage. She was then relieved to hear him order the room that they were not to leave their seats or pull out their cell phones. She realized he was putting the entire club under a spell, and a part of her was thankful that none of the customers might try to snap a cell phone picture of her here.

“Ladies and gentlemen,” her master spoke into the microphone, an evil grin of delight on his face. “For one night only, I have a very special treat in store for everyone here.”

Kelly’s stomach sank. She knew his special treat would somehow involve her.

“Do we have any WWE fans here tonight,” he asked the crowd, getting a few loud cheers from a handful of patrons. “Excellent,” he said. “Well, with me tonight, I have with me, none other than WWE beauty, Kelly Kelly.”

His last statement elicited even more cheers, not just from the wrestling fans, but also likely from a few of the people who had seen one of her various photo spreads in various men’s publications.

“Kelly, if you would come up to the stage, please,” he looked at her.

She didn’t want to, but she knew there would be no arguing. She shook her head, panic rushing through her mind.

“As some of you may know,” her master continued addressing the crowd, “when Kelly Kelly first came to the WWE, she was a bit of an exhibitionist.”

His last statement got cheers from every man in the room, as well as quite a few of the women, as the blond diva stepped up onto the stage. Kelly could hear murmurs of disbelief throughout the room, as the crowd realized it was really her.

“Would you like to see Kelly Kelly dance for you tonight,” he asked the crowd, receiving the loudest response yet to all that he was proposing.

Kelly looked at the man, shaking her head. “Please, don’t make me do this,” she begged.

He took a step toward her. “Anything, I want, slave,” he reminded her, “And I want your ass to dance on this stage, twirl on the pole, and get naked in front of all these people.” Before she could begin to plead for some other way to please him, her master spoke into the microphone, “DJ, start the music.”

The DJ did as he was told, blasting the music through the club’s sound system. The diva was taken aback by the song she heard, as it was all too familiar to her. “Holla, holla, holla,” the song began, followed by a series of sexy moans. Her theme song. He was going to make her strip to the song that signaled her entrance into the arena for WWE fans around the world.

“Dance,” he ordered her, and took a step back to give her plenty of room on the stage to do as he was ordering her.

Reluctantly and humiliatingly, Kelly began moving her hips to the beat of the song, caressing her body nervously, rubbing her hands over her breasts and stomach, down over her crotch, and between her thighs. She let herself slowly back away from the front of the stage, toward the center, toward the brass pole. She nervously slid her hand up and down the pole, almost blushing in embarrassment as she did so, and then made a few softhearted attempts at swinging her body around it. He hadn’t lied. When she first came to the WWE, she had had the gimmick of being an exhibitionist, but the company had never actually let her strip down all the way. There was always some way to keep her from getting too far into her act, and she had always been confident the situation wouldn’t get out of control. Now, she had no idea what to expect. She saw a few guys right next to the stage toss a couple of dollar bills in her direction, and the humiliation of what this man was ordering her to do set in even harder.

“Start peeling off the clothing,” the man reminded her.

Reluctantly, she did as she was told, unfastening her top. She kept her tits covered for a moment, teasing the crowd as to whether or not she would really reveal her breasts in full.

“Drop it,” her master barked over the music.

Again, she did as she was told, letting her top fall down to the stage, fully revealing her breasts to the room and getting a loud cheer of approval and several more dollar bills tossed in her direction. She turned her back to the room, shaking her ass a little as she unfastened her belt, and slowly started to inch her shorts down off of her. The crowd roared in lust as her thong was beginning to be revealed. Just as the diva was beginning to bend over to completely remove her pants, the music stopped, and she stopped with it.

The room let out a collective groan of disappointment, as the diva hadn’t completely stripped down as they had hoped for, and they had only gotten a small glance at her large, naturally wonderful tits. Her master had a look of disapproval across his face as he picked up her top and tossed it at her.

“Get dressed,” he told her coolly, before turning back to the crowd. She quickly got dressed again, pulling up her shorts and putting on her top, but was shocked at what he told the room next. “Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize. Kelly Kelly, unfortunately, needs to be in the right mood to strip properly, and I’m afraid I didn’t do my part in helping her attain the right frame of mind. You see, Kelly Kelly loves to suck my cock, and it seems that she just has to taste me in her mouth before she can dance the right way.”

“No, please,” she shook her head as he turned back to her. “I’ll suck you off at my house,” she begged.

“You’ll suck my cock right here and now,” he said as he stepped in front of her, placing a hand on her shoulder and guiding her down in front of him.

The diva looked up at him, tears in her eyes, shaking her head, silently begging him not to make her do this here.

He grabbed a handful of her hair and looked directly into her blue eyes. “Suck me now, or I’ll make you pleasure every guy in this club. Understand?”

She nodded, knowing there would be no further debate.

“Good,” he said as he dropped the microphone, and unfastened his pants, letting his raging erection pop out toward her face.

Kelly Kelly was utterly humiliated by the situation, on her knees, in a strip club, staring at this man’s stiff cock. But she knew she’d have to satisfy him, or face extremely disturbing consequences. She let her hand reach up and grip his long, hard shaft, stroking it gently as she leaned forward and licked his precum off the tip of his cock. The crowd cheered perverted encouragements as she began to let her mouth slide over his length.

The stranger grinned in evil satisfaction. He knew how humiliating this had to be for his little toy, and his dominance of her made the experience of his cock once again in her mouth all the more enjoyable. He let his slave have some control over the way she pleased him for the moment, watching as she slid her mouth slowly over his entire throbbing length, gently stroking him with her hand.

“Mmmmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm,” the diva moaned, trying to convey a sense of enjoyment to her master, and hoping the situation wouldn’t get any more out of hand. She tried to block out the sounds of the room cheering her on. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see more than a couple of guys reaching down and rubbing their cocks. “Mmmmmmmmmmmpppp,” she let out a long slow whine of self-pity around her master’s cock as it sunk in just how disturbing and degrading this whole scene really was.

The stranger reached down with his other hand and grabbed another fistful of her hair. “Cup the balls too, Barbie,” he grunted in pure delight.

Kelly did as she was told and started massaging his testicles as well as she continued to run her other hand and mouth along his shaft. “Mmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm,” she moaned, hoping he would think that she enjoyed pleasing him.

“Faster, Kelly,” her master commanded her. “Make your master cum like a good little slave.”

The diva cringed a little, but did as she was told. “Mmmmpppp, mmmmpppppp,” she moaned in obedience around his shaft, sliding her tongue along his entire length, and gently massaging his testicles. “Mmmmmpppphhhhh,” she screamed as he suddenly began guiding her faster and more forcibly over his shaft. Kelly had known he had intended to cum in her mouth here in front of all these people. She knew that was why he was now taking a more forceful approach to fucking her mouth. Even with her knowing what he intended, she couldn’t help but cry to herself. This ordeal he was putting her through was so wrong, and he seemed to delight in the ways he was able to make her feel so low and humiliated. “Mmmmmpppp, mmmmmppppp, mmmmmmmm,” the diva cried, no longer even able to keep up with pleasuring him with her hands.

He was ramming her face along the length of his cock so hard and fast, that she was now forced to brace her hands up on his thighs to keep him from thrusting too far down into the back of her throat. “Gggggrrrgghhhhh, uuummmmmggggg,” she gagged around his shaft. Out of the corner of her eye, she could again see the way the crowd was reacting to this perverted show of domination. Tears rolled down her face as she realized that some of the men in the room weren’t just rubbing their cocks through their pants, but they now had their hands down inside their pants, and were jerking themselves off at the sight of all that was taking place on stage. He forced her along his throbbing member a few more times before burying the tip of his rod in the back of her throat. “Mmmmmppppphhhhh, uuuummmmhhhhh, mmmmmgggggghhhh,” she screamed as she again felt his torrential load shoot into the back of her mouth.

A loud cheer went up through the room as the crowd realized her master was cumming in her mouth. “Mmmmmpppphhhhh,” Kelly Kelly let out a long slow whine, begging for him to release his hold on her hair and let her pull away from his spurting cock. She didn’t want to swallow him, but some of his seed was still making its way down her throat anyway. He let go of her hair, and she was finally able to pull away from him. She coughed and gagged for a moment, letting most of his cum spill out of her mouth, down onto her chin, and further down onto her breasts. As she caught her breath and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand, her master pulled up his pants and again picked up the mic.

The diva shuddered as he once again addressed the room. “Now, ladies and gentlemen, I think Kelly Kelly is in the right frame of mind. Would you all like to see her dance for you again?”

Once again, the crowd roared in approval of seeing the diva dance and strip for their amusements.

Her master turned back to look at the blond, still on her knees. She looked up at him with her tear filled blue eyes and nodded. This time she knew she’d have to put an actual effort into the way she moved her body around the stage. The man spoke into the microphone, ordering the DJ to restart the music. Again, the diva’s theme song started blasting through the club. She rose to her feet, and began sensually swaying her hips back and forth. Almost immediately this time, she unfastened her top, and let it drop to the floor.

The crowd gave a loud cheer as the half-naked blond moved toward the pole on stage and sexily swung her body around it. Kelly could see even more dollar bills being tossed on stage, and a little part of her deep down inside wept at just how embarrassing the whole situation was. She unfastened her belt, and slid her shorts down off of her ass. Again the crowd let out cheers, as Kelly Kelly, WWE Diva, was now standing on stage in nothing more than a pair of high heeled boots and a thong.

She saw a man at the side of the stage, holding up a dollar bill, beckoning her to come and get it from him. She looked at her master for a sign of what to do, and he nodded to her that she go and accept the man’s tip. She got down on her knees, and crawled toward the patron. She turned to one side, shaking her ass sexily, and let the man pull the side of her thong up slightly away from her hip and stick the dollar bill between her flesh and the fabric. She shuddered slightly, as she realized the customer was taking a moment to cop a slight feel, letting his hand linger on her soft sexy body just a moment longer than he should have.

Kelly Kelly got back to her feet, and realized the song was thankfully almost over. She hoped that this second dance was more to her master’s approval, as she again walked toward the brass pole at the center of the stage. She wrapped a leg around the pole, and lifted herself up slightly along its height and let her body twirl around it sexily a few times before sliding down to the floor of the stage just as the music stopped.

The crowd cheered with lusty satisfaction at the dance they had just witnessed, tossing multitudes of dollar bills across the stage. Kelly went to retrieve her clothes, but her master had already picked them up. He kept them from her reach as she tried to take them out of his hands.

“No, no, Kelly. You have to pick up all of your tips that the customers are giving you.

Kelly cringed at the humiliating thought of crawling around the stage and picking up all of the money that the customers had thrown toward her. She felt so low and dirty, but did as her master had ordered. Once she had picked up the final bill, her master stepped toward her, and took her hand in his. He took the money she had picked up off the stage from her and put it in his pocket before he tossed her clothes to the side of the stage. He still had the mic in his hand.

The man led her back to the center of the stage, toward the pole. He guided her hand gently, and placed it around the pole, and then did the same with her other. Standing directly behind her, he again addressed the crowd with the microphone. “Now, did everyone enjoy seeing Kelly Kelly dance?”

The room hooped and hollered in response to his question.

“Well, I have one more part of the show for you,” he said as placed a hand on the small of the diva’s back, and let his fingers slide underneath the back of her thong. “For your entertainment, I’m going to fuck Kelly Kelly, right here, right now, on this very stage,” he said as he pulled up on the back of her thong, causing it to painfully ride up into her pussy.

“Aaaaawwwwwww,” Kelly screamed, partly in pain, and partly in terror at the thought of him fucking her in front of all these people. She gripped the pole even tighter, as he continued to pull up on the back of her thong, to the point where she was now forced to stand up on her tiptoes.

The room was electric in anticipation of what the man was promising them. The man continued to pull up even harder on the thong, causing the diva to shake her head back and forth in pain as the fabric continued to painfully crawl up into her snatch. “Would you like me to fuck you, Kelly Kelly,” the man taunted her with the microphone.

As much as she hated it, she knew there was little she could do but say yes. She nodded her head vigorously, “Please master, fuck me,” she pleaded in humiliation.

“I thought so,” he said as he let go of her thong and dropped the microphone.

He placed his foot between her feet and forced her to spread her legs apart before undoing his pants. He let his cock spring out and tore her thong down off of her ass and hips.

The diva had thought that being forced to do a couple of stripteases and suck her master’s cock had been humiliating, and yet now, here she was, standing in the middle of the stage, clutching the brass pole, and wearing nothing but her boots, and her thong pulled down to her thighs.

The crowd in the room roared in anticipation of what they were about to witness. Kelly’s body tensed, and she clutched at the pole as hard as she could as she felt her master standing behind her and place the tip of his rock hard cock at the entrance of her pussy. She shuddered as she felt him run his tip up and down along her snatch, and then suddenly gasped in terror as she felt him drag his member all the way past her snatch, and place his tip at the entrance of her ass.

She shook her head slightly, “No, not there, please,” she begged.

Her master leaned his body over her, resting his chin on her shoulder, and whispering in her ear, “Anything I want,” as he plunged his shaft into her ass.

“AAAAAAAwwwwwwww,” she screamed and whined in complete shame and misery. She knew that the idea of him fucking her on stage would be degrading. She even figured it would be even more humiliating than having to suck him off, but she never thought he would take her in front of a club full of people like this. It wasn’t a totally new experience for her, but she had always made her boyfriends be gentle in fucking her ass. She knew her master would not be so kind. She leaned her body forward slightly and let her cheek rest on the cold brass pole as a tear streamed down her face. She kept a tight hold of the pole, knowing that if she let go, she’d fall flat on her face, and resigned herself yet again to the fact that she had willingly agreed to all of this.

Her master was in heaven. The diva’s ass was just as tight, and warm, and wonderful as he thought it would be. He just let himself stay inside of her for a moment, letting her get used to the feeling of having him inside her ass. It took a moment or two for all of the patrons of the club to realize that he had impaled her ass with his cock, rather than her pussy. Cheers rose up again throughout the room as everyone realized just what was taking place on stage.

“Eeeeeeewwwwww, ooooohhhhhhhh,” Kelly whined as her master let his hands slide up underneath her and grasp her perfect bouncy tits. “Aaaaaaahhhhhhnnnnnn,” she let out a long slow moan as he began sliding in and out of her ass. “Uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn, uhn,” she panted as he slowly moved in and out of her ass. The diva wasn’t sure if she was moaning in pleasure or misery, but knew her master didn’t care either way. She let herself look out onto the room, and noticed many of the patrons pleasuring themselves once again at the sight of her humiliating ordeal. Disgusted, she closed her eyes tightly, not wanting to see the faces in the room. With her mind trying to ignore the audience, she found herself noticing more her master’s treatment of her body. “Aaaahhhhhgggg, aaaaggghhhhhh, aaaaahhhhhggggg,” she screamed as he continued to plow into her ass with long, hard, slow strokes. “Urrrrggghhhhh, uuuunnnnhhhh, uuuuggggghhhhh,” she moaned again, as he buried himself balls deep into her ass with each long slow thrust.

Her master knew that she wasn’t enjoying this episode fully just yet, but he had every intention of again forcing her body to betray her mind. Continuing to move in and out of his slave’s ass methodically, he began massaging her breasts in a gentle circular pattern, flicking her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. “Ooogghhhhhh, fuck, uuuuhhhhnnnnn, aaarrrrgghhhhh,” Kelly whimpered and moaned as she realized her body was becoming more accepting to her master’s touch. He began to quicken his pace slightly in and out of her, causing her body to respond in turn. “Arrrgghhhhh, aaaahhhhh, uuuuuhhhhhh, uuuuhhhhnnnnnggggg,” she moaned, now finding herself instinctually backing her hips up slightly to meet his thrusts.

No, this couldn’t be happening she thought to herself. She had to submit to him physically, but there was no way she could let him think that she was in any way enjoying this. And yet, her body was saying otherwise. “Oooooggghhhhh, oooohhhhh, oooooohhhhhh, uuuunnnggghhhhh,” she moaned, louder this time as he continued to assault her ass with his cock. She could hear the crowded room cheering on his every thrust into her body, and didn’t want to give them any more of a show than she had to, but it was no use. “Fuck, aaaaahhhhhh, aaahhhhhhh, aaaggghhhhh, aaaaaahhhhhgggggg,” she screamed, continuing to rest her cheek on the pole and keep a death grip on it with her hands.

Suddenly, her master quit thrusting into her ass. Still inside of her, he let one of his hands slide down off of her breasts, down her stomach, and to her snatch. Kelly gasped as he let two fingers slide into her pussy. She hadn’t realized until now, just how wet she was, despite trying so hard not to enjoy any of this. “Oooooooohhhhhhh,” she let out a long soft moan as he began sliding his fingers in and out of her pussy. He wasn’t thrusting into her ass, but rather forcing her ass back onto his cock as he thrust his fingers in and out of her pussy. “Uuuuuhhhhhnnnn, oooohhhhh, ooooggghhhhhhh,” the diva screamed. As ashamed as she was to admit it to herself, she knew that her master was going to make her cum. “Aaahhhhh, aaaahhhhh, aaahhhhhhh,” her body shook as he continued to let his fingers do most of the work. “Oooooggghhhhhh, uuuuhhhhhnnnnn, shit, aaaaahhhhhhhh, fuck, ooooooohhhhhhhh,” she screamed as each movement of his fingers in her pussy pushed her ass back further onto his cock. He continued to rub her tits with his other hand, and Kelly realized that it was all becoming too much. In one way or another, he was pleasing the most sensual parts of her body all at once, one hand rubbing her breasts, the other pleasuring her wet snatch, and his cock still buried in her ass. “Oooohhhhh, oooooooohhhhhhh, OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH, FUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKK,” she screamed as her body exploded with orgasmic delight. She came all over his hand, and with her body warm all over, she unwittingly found herself grinding her ass back and forth ever so slightly along his shaft.

“UUUUUUUNNNGGGGHHHHHH, OOOOOOHHHHHHH, UUUUUUUHHHHHNNNNN,” she screamed as her master again began sliding his length in and out of her ass. This time he wasn’t so slow. “”AAAAaaaaaahhhhhh, uuuuuhhhhnnnn, aaahhhhhgggggg,” the diva screamed in humiliating delight as the man rammed into her ass, rubbed her tits, and continued to stroke the inside of her pussy. “Uuuunnnhhhhggggg, uuuunnnggghhhhhh, uuuuuhhhhhhnnnnnn,” she moaned again as he quit twiddling her snatch and let his hand glide back up to her breasts. With a firm hold on her tits, he forced her body back to meet his thrusts into her ass. “Uuuuuuhhhhhnnnnn, aaaaarrrrgghhhhhh, uuuuhhhhnnnnn,” she screamed. He grabbed the back of her hair with one hand, and lifted her face up so she was looking out to the room. “OOOOOOOOHHHHHH, OOOOOOOOHHHHH, FUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKK, AAAAAAHHHHHHHH,” she screamed, completely helpless to do anything other than enjoy his treatment of her.

A tear again rolled down her face. She didn’t want to enjoy this, and yet she was. She felt like a complete whore, and yet she felt something she could not describe. “Uuuuuhhhhnnngggg, uuuggghhhhhh, uuuuhhhhhhh,” she screamed. She was no longer sure she wanted to understand all of this. She just refocused on the way he was plowing deeper and deeper, harder and harder into her ass, and again realized that she was unwittingly backing herself up into him. “Aaaaaaahhhhhh, no, aaahhhhhhhh, uuuuunnnnnnnnhhhh,” she moaned and spasmed as he let his hand that had grabbed hold of her hair move back to her snatch.

“Uuuuuuhhhhhnnnnnn, fuck, fuuuuuucccckkkkkk,” she whined, as again his digits caused her to spurt out over his hand. “AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH, AAAAAAGGGHHHHH, AAAAAARRRGGGGGHHHHH,” she screamed as he quickened his pace even faster than before. “OOOOOOOOHHHHGGGGGG, OOOOOGGGGGGG,” she screamed as he let go of her tits with his other hand, and placed both hands on her hips.

His hands cupping her breasts had been helping to keep her slightly more upright, but with them now no longer holding her up, Kelly’s body slouched forward, her hands sliding down the pole slightly, her collarbone resting up against it, and her ass bent toward her master in an even more inviting fashion. “OOOOWWWWW, OOOHHHHH, FUUUUUCCCKKKK, AAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHHH,” the diva screamed helplessly unable to hide the satisfaction her body was receiving from this ordeal. The cheers her primal reactions elicited from the room made her cringe, but she couldn’t make her body not like what was happening to her. “Aaaaahhhhh, aaaahhhhhh, aaaaaahhhhhhh, AAAAAAaaaagggghhhhhhnnnnn,” she howled in erotic embarrassment.

Her master had a firm hold on her hips now, and was driving himself in and out of her ass as hard and as fast as he could. “OOOOOGGGHHHHHH, OOOOOHHHHHH,” Kelly screamed again. She knew what was coming. She had felt him quicken his pace in this way before, and she knew it wouldn’t be long now before he came in her ass. “OOOOOHHHHHHH, AAAAAHHHHHHH, AAAAAAHHHHHNNNNNNN,” she screamed and whined, letting her cheek again rest on the cold brass pole. “UUUUHHHHHNNNNN, UUUUUHHHHH, AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH,” she continued to scream. And then, she felt him release inside of her. “OOOOOOHHHHHHH, OOOOHHHHHHH, OOOOOOHHHHHHHHH, FUUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKK, AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHGGGGG,” she screamed. She just stayed there, unmoving for a moment, feeling the way his seed coated the inside of her ass. She could feel his ejaculate subsiding, but with the last of his erection, he gave a few more long hard thrusts into her ass. “OOOOOOWWWWWW, UUUUUUHHHHHH, UUUUUHHHHHH, OOOOHHHHHHH,” she screamed at his last few forcible movements into her ass.

He pulled out of her, and Kelly Kelly slowly slid down the pole onto the floor of the stage. She no longer knew what to think. She wanted to at least pull her thong up, but didn’t even have the will to do that. Instead, she just lay there on the stage, curling herself up into a ball, bringing her knees to her chest, and wrapping her arms around them, crying in humiliation. She heard her master once again speaking to the room, but didn’t care to listen exactly to just what was being said.

After a moment, she felt her master walk over to her and grab one of her arms, forcing her to once again stand. He had her wrestling outfit in his hand, and when she glanced out over the room she realized that everyone else in the club seemed to be in some sort of oblivious trance. No one moved or said anything. Still dragging her by her arm, her master walked over to the bar, and with a slight gesture nodded for the bartender to bring him a bottle of champagne and two glasses.

Tucking her clothes underneath his arm, her master grabbed the champagne bottle and the glasses and led Kelly toward the back of the club, toward the private lounge and champagne room. The diva gave a slight whimper as she was led toward the more quiet area of the club, but otherwise offered no protest.

Pulling aside a curtain, they stepped into a small hallway, and he led her to a small room at the end of it, pulling aside another heavy black curtain to reveal a small private room with a large couch and a small cocktail table.

“Have a seat, Barbie,” he said tossing her down on the couch.

Kelly’s mind raced in several different directions. On one hand, she was relieved to no longer be out in the center of the club in front of a crowd of people. On the other hand, however, her master did not yet seem to feel he had had enough fun at her expense. She wanted the night to be over, wanted him to go away, not just because of the way he treated her, but also because a part of her was truly starting to enjoy his treatments of her luscious body.

Her master placed the champagne bottle and glasses down on the table before taking off his sports coat and tossing it and her wrestling outfit on the couch next to the diva. He grinned as he stepped in front of his slave and reached down to grab one of her legs, lifting it up and removing her boot.

The diva let out a small whine as her master removed her other boot and began massaging her feet. Of all the things he had done to her so far in the evening, this at least seemed the most innocent. He knelt down in front of her, continuing to rub her feet. Kelly had been in such a state of shock and bewilderment after what had happened out on the stage, that she hadn’t even realized that she had never pulled her thong back up, but she realized it now as her master pulled it completely off of her body.

How had she gotten here, she wondered, completely naked in the back of a strip club, at the complete mercy of this stranger. A stranger who despite her reluctances and embarrassments was able to satisfy her in ways she had never dreamed possible.

“Oooooohhhhhh,” she let out a long slow sigh of content as he continued to massage the soles of her feet.

He stopped focusing on her feet for a moment to reach for the champagne on the cocktail table. He poured two glasses, and handed one to her.

Kelly took the glass from her master and downed its contents almost immediately. She couldn’t say for certain if she drank the champagne so quickly to simply wash his taste out of her mouth, or to perhaps let herself come to grips over her current predicament just a little easier.

Her master sipped his champagne more slowly, still kneeling in front of her and letting his free hand slide up along the inside of her leg to her snatch. Inserting two fingers into her pussy, and slowly rubbing her insides, he taunted her. “Well, Kelly Kelly, whoever said there was no sex in the champagne room, obviously didn’t know about us.”

“Uuuuhhhhhhnnnnnn,” the diva let out a long slow moan of approval, letting the champagne glass she was still holding drop to the floor as her master slid his fingers in and out of her. She had tried so hard before to tell herself that she couldn’t like his touch, but despite her earlier humiliations, she almost found herself needing it. “Aaaaaaggghhhhhhnnnnn,” she gave another slow whine of lust and approval as he increased the pace at which he ran his fingers in and out of her body.

Putting his champagne glass down, her master reached for the champagne bottle and held it over her head, letting the champagne fall down over her head and onto her hot, naked body.

“Uhhhhgggnnnnnn,” she moaned. Kelly Kelly wanted to protest at having the champagne spilled down on top of her, but with his fingers still ramming in and out of her once again moistening snatch she found herself unable to do so.

Her master let his fingers slide away from her pussy as he leaned up to kiss the side of her neck, licking the champagne off of her. After a moment, he let himself slide down to her tits, gently massaging them with one hand, taking a moment to suck on each of her hardening nipples.

“Aaahhhhhhh,” the diva moaned. Her body was relaxed, and her mind was finding it too difficult to protest any longer. She realized that despite everything her mind was saying yes now, far more than it was saying no. She ran a hand through his hair as he let himself slide further down her body, lapping up the champagne off of her stomach, before finally making his way to her warm, wet snatch.

“OOOOOOOOGGGGGgggggghhhhhhh,” she screamed as his tongue began to once again slide up and down her womanhood, unconsciously grabbing the back of his head with both hands, and letting her body arch forward, forcing his face deeper into her pussy.

The man had to grin to himself. It was always so enjoyable to see his toys submit to his will. He knew he could do anything to the diva now, and she would be more than willing to accept anything he had to offer.

Reaching up to one of her tits, he palmed her luscious, round mound and forced her to sit back on the couch.

“Aaaaaahhhhnnnnn, oooohhhhhhh, uuuuhhhhhnnnnnn,” Kelly Kelly moaned as he forced his tongue into her snatch, licking up her juices, and gave her nipple a slight pinch. “Oh, oh, oh, AAAAggggghhhhhh,” she screamed, running her hands through his hair. With her clit jutting out toward his face, he gave it several long, slow licks, before gently nibbling it with his lips. “Uuuuuugggghhhhh, oooohhhhhhhh, AAAAAAHHHHHHH,” she screamed.

Her master could sense his slave’s body rising beneath him, and he could feel her heart starting to beat faster and faster in erotic approval with his hand still rubbing her tit.

“Ooooooohhhhhhh, ooooooohhhhhhh, UUUUUUUHHHHHHGGGGGGG,” Kelly Kelly screamed, knowing that this man was close to driving her body to another spine tingling orgasm. “Oh GAAAAAAWWWWDDDDD, FUUUUUCCCCKKKKK,” she screamed as she came all over her master’s face. He didn’t stop however, and continued licking up her juices and sucking on her clit.

Kelly Kelly just lay there, leaning back on the couch with her legs spread wide as the man continued to kneel before her and pleasure her. “OOOOoooGGGGHHHHHH,” she moaned in erotic approval yet again. The diva realized that she had to have his cock now. She needed to be fucked. A small part of her tried to offer some mental protest that this whole situation was wrong, but she no longer cared. She loved this, and she needed to feel him inside of her. “OOOOOOHHHHHHHH, FUCK, MEEEEEEEEEEEE, AAAAAAAHHHHGGGGG,” she screamed, arching her hips up off of the couch and into his face.

Her master looked up at his slave with a grin, and stood up, tearing off his clothes before forcing Kelly Kelly to lay down along the length of the couch. He rolled the diva over onto her stomach and pulled her up to her hands and knees before positioning himself on the couch behind her. With one hand underneath her body, cupping her breasts, he grabbed the back of her hair and pulled her head back, leaning his head down toward her.

“So, you want me to fuck you, slave,” he tormented her.

Kelly Kelly could feel the tip of his throbbing cock, already lined up at the entrance of her willing snatch.

“Yes, master. Fuck me, please. I’m yours,” she begged.

“You’re my what,” he taunted her, pulling her head back further, making her beg him even more for his cock.

“I’m your slave, your bitch, your slut. Just fuck me,” she screamed. She couldn’t believe the words coming out of her mouth, but she knew they were all true. She wanted him, needed him to fuck her. If she never saw him again after this night, that was fine with her, but right now she needed to feel him inside of her. At that very moment, she could be satisfied with nothing else.

Releasing her hair, her master rammed his cock straight into her willing snatch.

“AAAAARRRGGGGHHHHHHH,” Kelly Kelly screamed as her master rammed his entire throbbing length into her snatch. “UHHHNNN, UUUHHH, UUUUHHNNNN, UUUUHHHGGGGG,” she moaned in erotic delight as he took to pumping her willing pussy with reckless abandon. He gave his slave no time for any sort of adjustment period to the feel of his cock inside her. She wanted his rod, and now she was going to have it. “OoooHHHHH, FUUCCCCKKKKK, YEEEEEAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH,” she moaned as he let his hands slip underneath her and grab a firm hold on her tits.

Kelly Kelly despite all her earlier senses of shame and humiliation was in heaven. “UUUUGGGGHHHH, UUUUUHHHH, UUUUHHHNNNNN, UUURRRGGGGHHHH,” she screamed. She loved the feeling of this man just taking her fast and furious. “UUUUUHHHHNNNGGGGGG, AAAAAHHHHHHGGGGGG,” she moaned as he squeezed her tits and forced her body backwards to receive his oncoming thrusts.

For his part, her master was just as delighted with the whole experience, seeing the voluptuous blond wrestling diva in front of him on her hands and knees trying desperately to keep up with his thrusts in and out of her body.

“UUUUUUUHHHHHHH,” she let out a long stuttering moan as he forced her farther and farther along the length of his shaft. She reached a hand underneath herself and let herself rub her snatch as he continued to thrust in and out of her. “AAAAAAHHHHHH, YEEEEESSSSSSS,” she screamed as she found her clit and stroked herself.

Letting go of her tits, her master let his hands slide up to her hips and started forcing her body back even harder to meet his thrusts. “OOOOOHHHHH, OOOOOHHHHH, OOOOHHHGGGGGGG. MORE, more, more, aaaaaggghhhhhhnnnnnn,” Kelly whined. Everything that had happened during the course of the evening was starting to take its toll on the diva’s body. One orgasm after another, after another, over the course of the evening had gotten her to a point where her body felt like warm Jell-O. She was reaching a point where every muscle in her body felt exhausted, but she loved the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of her. “Aaaaahhhhhh, aaaahhhhhhh, aaahhhhhhnnnnn, aaaaaggggghhhhhhhhhhrrrrr,” she moaned as her arm started to give out underneath her. She found herself now trying to hold herself up with her forearm on the cushion of the couch, but could barely do that. Her hand that had been rubbing her snatch fell helplessly underneath her. “OOOOOHHHHHH, uuuuuhhhhnnnnn, uuuuhhhhnnnnnggggg,” she moaned and whined as she lay there face down on the couch, letting her master continue to have his way with her.

With her eyes closed and enjoying the sensations of her master’s every thrust into her sopping snatch, Kelly Kelly barely noticed that his pace in and out of her was starting to gradually slow down. “OOOOOHHHHHH,” she moaned in approval as he let his entire length slide into her long and slow. “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHH,” she moaned again as he slowly drew almost his whole shaft out of her, letting it stroke the inside of her pussy methodically. “UUUUUHHHHHNNNNNNNN,” she screamed in approval as he slowly drove back inside of her.

She hadn’t noticed that he had grabbed her wrestling shorts and removed the white belt attached to them. She also didn’t realize he was slipping the belt beneath her throat, running the strap all the way through the buckle and fashioning it into a noose. “AAAAAHHHHHH,” she moaned in near oblivious erotic bliss as he let his length again slowly slide almost all the way out of her before forcing his cock deep inside of her once more.

He began to slowly build up his pace again. “Uhhhhnnnnn, uuuuhhhhhnnnn, uuuhhhhhhnnnn, uuuuhhhhhhh,” Kelly smiled in sexual bliss. She knew that his quickening pace meant he was ready to cum inside of her again. She didn’t have the strength to help him satisfy her at the moment, too exhausted from all he had already put her body through, but she didn’t mind. “UUUUUUHHHHHNNNNN,” she moaned again, content to just let him slide in and out of her as he pleased, letting him ride her like a whore.

“Uhhhhhnnnnn, uuuhhhhnnnnn, uuuuhhhh, uuuhhhhh,” she continued to moan. “Oooohhhh, aaahhhhh, AAAAAGGGHHHHH, urk,” she suddenly choked as he reared back hard on the belt wrapped around her neck.

Taken by surprise at the sudden rough treatment, her hands instinctively grasped at the impromptu noose. “Uuuuurrrrgggghhhhhh,” a pained moan was able to escape her lips as her master reared back on the belt so hard it forced her body up off of the couch.

He continued to thrust into her, rearing back harder and harder on the belt with each vicious thrust into his slave’s snatch.

“Aaaaagggg, uuuuukkkk, uuuugggnnn, aaaaakkkkk,” Kelly tried to scream. Her body and mind were completely at odds with each other. She needed air, but at the same time the sensations of her master driving into her cunt were suddenly so much more intense. It was like nothing she had ever experienced. It was frightening, yet so incredibly stimulating all at the same time. “Uuuuuukkkkk, nnnnnnhhhhh,” she tried to gasp for air. Unable to separate the belt from around her throat, she let her hands fall helplessly in front of her. “Nnnnnnnnnn,” another desperate plea for air escaped her lips as her master let his free hand slide back underneath her breasts and rub them forcefully. The diva’s mind raced with a mix of mortal fear and erotic insanity. “Urrrrrrrrrrggggggggg,” gasped with her last bit of breath as she felt her body explode in erotic bliss, spilling her juices all over her master’s cock. The world around her spun wildly as she felt torrents of her master’s seed pump into her snatch, sending shivers of erotic bliss through her entire body.

Her master released his hold on the belt, letting his slave fall back down face first onto the seat of the couch. “Uuuuuuhhhhhhhhhnnnnnn,” Kelly let a long soft moan of relief and satisfaction escape her lips as he let himself fall down over top of her, letting his entire load pump into her. The diva started coughing a few seconds later, letting air rush back into her lungs.

“Aaaaaahhhhh,” the diva gasped as she felt her master finally pull out of her. Still coughing slightly, trying to catch her breath, she rolled over onto her back as the stranger got off of the couch. She wanted to say something, but she didn’t know what. He could’ve killed her, and yet she knew that she had never been fucked like that before. She couldn’t decide if she was more angry or pleased with what had just happened. It didn’t matter. Before she could form a complete thought, she felt his hand again upon her body, rubbing her tits gently. “Ooooooohhhhh,” she let out a slow sigh of approval.

The man snapped his fingers suddenly, returning the diva to her completely obedient, mind controlled state. “Ahhhhh,” Kelly Kelly moaned. In her hypnotized state, it again felt as if it had been far too long since she had last felt her master’s touch, despite what he had done to her just moments before.

“You really are a slut, aren’t you Kelly Kelly,” the man taunted her.

“Oh yes, master,” she agreed shifting her body gently beneath his touch, completely enjoying the way he massaged her tits.

He climbed back onto the couch, straddling the hypnotized diva’s chest. The blond underneath him had a pair of tits that were made for what he was about to do to her. He still wasn’t quite ready to do what he had planned now, his cock still recovering from him fucking her moments before, but he knew just how to get himself hard again. Lifting Kelly’s head up slightly, he brought her mouth up to his limp cock, placing himself between her lips.

“Go ahead, slave, suck your master’s cock. Make me hard so I can fuck you again.”

“Mmmmmmmm,” Kelly Kelly obediently moaned as she placed her master’s rod inside her mouth.

Letting her run her tongue all along his shaft had him hard as a rock again in no time.

“Mmmmmpppphhhh,” Kelly moaned around his thickening shaft in delight, bringing her hands up to stroke his shaft and massage his balls as he grew harder and harder.

With his member throbbing in anticipation once more, he pulled himself out of the diva’s mouth and placed his cock between her tits. “Aaaaaahhhhh,” she moaned in approval as he squeezed her tits together around his cock and began sliding it between them.

“Ooooohhhhhh,” Kelly Kelly let out a slight giggle. In her hypnotized state she had no intention of offering any protests to her master’s touch.

Her master grinned. He had a wonder if whether a fully conscious Kelly Kelly would be as accepting to what he was doing to her now as the hypnotized slave beneath him was. Not that he would’ve cared if she liked it or not, and he knew that in her fully aware state she had come to not just submit, but accept and enjoy most of the things he could dream of doing to her. Still, tit fucking her might’ve be one thing she’d cringe at the thought of him doing. He continued to slide his member over her chest.

“Ooooooohhhhh,” Kelly moaned in approval as her master slid his rod between her large natural tits. “Ahhhhhhh,” she moaned as she reached down to her snatch with both hands and began pleasuring herself. “Uuuuuhhhhhnnnnn, ooooohhhhhhh, uuuuuhhhhhhhh,” she whined in delight as her fingers massaged her sensitive pussy.

With his slave pleasuring herself beneath him, Kelly’s master smiled and continued running his cock between her luscious mounds.

“Aahhhhnnnnnn,” she moaned as he twiddled her nipples with his thumbs. “Oooooohhhhhh, fuuuuuuccckkkkkk,” she moaned again as she made herself cum. “Aaaaaahhhhhhh, oooooohhhhhh,” she giggled as her master unleashed his load all over her chest, letting himself cum on her tits, neck and the bottom of her chin.

Kelly Kelly tried to reach her head up, in her hypnotized condition, hoping her master might let her taste his seed. He pushed her back down on the couch, not letting her get what she wanted, and stood up.

“Stay on the couch now, Kelly,” he ordered his slave.

The diva whined in hopes that she’d once again receive his every attention, but he began to gather his clothes and get dressed. He left his sports coat where it lay on the floor, but took the rest of his clothes. Once he was fully dressed, he picked up the top to Kelly’s wrestling attire and her high heeled boots before giving her his next command.

“Now, Kelly,” he instructed her, “I want you to count to a thousand. When you reach the end, you’ll awake. You are not to get off that couch until you finish counting. Is that understood?”

“Yes master,” the blond diva nodded.

“Good,” her master said as he leaned down to give his slave a kiss on the cheek before turning to leave.

He heard her beginning to count as he had instructed as he walked out the door.

Several minutes later, Kelly Kelly had finished counting as she had been told to do and came back to full consciousness. She found herself naked and alone in the private room that her master had brought her too. She remembered him fucking her, him almost strangling her, but she couldn’t remember anything after that. She felt like she had some sort of strange sticky substance on her breasts and neck. Bringing a hand up to her tits, she realized after a moment that he must’ve hypnotized her and jerked himself off on her tits. She cringed a little, feeling dirty and vulnerable at the way his cum had dried onto her tits.

And then she realized that she really was alone. He had just left her here, and she didn’t know what to do. Getting up off the couch, the diva gathered her clothes. She found her thong and her shorts and belt, but she couldn’t find her top or her boots. After several moments of searching for her missing top and boots, she realized that the stranger had left his sports coat. Picking up the coat, she put it on and wrapped it around her as tight as she could, folding her arms over her chest. At least she could more or less cover herself up, she thought to herself as she stepped out of the private room and made her way down the hallway into the main part of the club.

She had to find a way now to get herself back home, but she didn’t exactly know what she was going to do. She thought about trying to call someone, but knew it was late and would have a difficult time reaching anyone who could help. And even if she could convince someone to pick her up, she had no idea how she’d explain how she ended up in a strip club barefoot, half naked, and looking like she’d just been fucked.

Starting toward the door, she tried to keep her head down in hopes that no one would notice her, when suddenly the bouncer from earlier approached her.

“Excuse me, miss,” he said walking up to her. “I have a cab waiting for you out front.”

What,” Kelly asked confusedly. “Oh, okay, thanks,” she said and let him lead her out the door and to the waiting cab. As she left the club, Kelly Kelly realized that everyone else in the club was still basically sitting where they had been earlier, still entranced in a way that caused them not to notice her or anything else. Even the bouncer leading her out the door didn’t seem to care who she was. She was at least grateful to the stranger for hypnotizing the crowd so they couldn’t cause her any problems.

“Where to,” the cab driver asked as she sat down in the back seat and closed the door.

She gave him her address, and then sat back, wondering if her torments for the night had finally come to an end. Her mind started to drift for a moment, trying to recall and forget everything that had happened to her over the course of the evening all at the same time, when she came to a sudden realization. How was she going to pay for this cab ride, she wondered.

Reaching her hands into the pockets of her master’s sports coat, she found the wad of dollar bills the customers at the club had tipped her during her striptease. Her heart sank a little, again feeling so low and dirty. It was so embarrassing, holding a stack of dollar bills that a bunch of horny perverts had tossed to her on stage. Before she could let herself contemplate the humiliations the man had put her through further, she noticed something in the other pocket of the coat.

She pulled out the gold chain that had been around her cat’s neck when the stranger had first appeared on her doorstep. She realized now that it was actually a necklace, with a garnet, her birthstone. For some reason, Kelly Kelly felt completely at peace as she looked at the stone, and it held her focus until the cab finally pulled up to the front of her house.

Before the driver could tell her what she owed him, the diva tossed the whole stack of dollar bills she had received at the club onto the front seat and got out of the car.

“Whoa, thanks a lot,” the driver said in astonishment at the realization that she had just given him several hundred dollars. “Hey, don’t I recognize you,” he asked as she got out of the car.

She didn’t answer him, simply slamming the car door shut and walking toward her front door. As she reached the front door to her house, she noticed that her master’s car was parked in her driveway. Again she was overcome with a mix of emotions as she stepped into her house. In one sense, she could no longer deny that the night’s previous experiences had brought her no small amount of sexual satisfaction. But she also knew that she was placing herself at the mercy of this man who was using her for nothing more than his own personal pleasures. She was a slave. She was his toy. She hated it all, and yet at the same time she loved it.

Walking into her living room, Kelly Kelly saw her tormentor sitting on her couch. He was completely naked, and she noticed his cock was rock hard and standing straight up. She couldn’t take her eyes off of his tool. She no longer knew what she wanted. She wanted the night to be over. She wanted him to just go away and not try to ruin her life or career. She wanted him to fuck her again.

Standing up, her master walked over to her and took her by the hand, leading her back to the couch. He took his sports coat off of her before sitting her down in front of him, and then wordlessly removed her shorts and thong, tossing them aside. Kelly was slightly unnerved at how he didn’t say a word. She knew he wasn’t here to talk. He was only here to fuck her, and she had agreed to let him do anything and everything he wanted to her body. She was disconcerted with how he had referred to her more as Kelly Kelly, her stage name, over the course of the night, rather than address her by her actual real name. She wondered for a moment if she was just some bimbo he had seen on TV and decided he wanted to fuck. He wouldn’t have been the first or only man to think such things, but he had forced his way into her mind, into her house, into her life, and made her his little play thing.

He sat down beside her on the couch and picked up the remote to the TV from the coffee table in front of them.

He grinned at her evilly as he let one arm slide under her ass and lift her up over onto his lap.

“Oooooohhhhh,” she moaned softly as he spread open her cunt with his fingers and guided her down onto his stiff cock.

“Time to watch our little video, Kelly Kelly,” he said as he pointed the remote toward her TV and pushed the play button.

Tossing the remote aside, the stranger started guiding the diva up and down on is cock. “Oooooohhhh, oooohhhhh, uuuuuhhhhhh, nooooooo, uuuuhhhhhh,” Kelly Kelly panted and moaned as he forced her up and down along his length. She realized that he had hooked up his video camera from earlier to her TV, and he was playing back the recording of how he had fucked her hypnotized self in her bedroom at the beginning of the evening. “Uuuuuhhhhgggg, uuuuuuunnhhhhh, fuck, uuuhhhnnnn, nooooooooo,” she moaned again as he continued to slide her up and down on his rod. He had forced her to just listen to the recording earlier, and she found that embarrassing enough, but now he was making her actually watch it as he fucked her yet again. She found the whole idea disturbing. She didn’t want to see the recording of all he had done to her when she was hypnotized earlier. “Noooooo, aaaahhhhh, uuuhhhhhnnnn,” she moaned again, bringing her hands up to try and cover her eyes. She just couldn’t stand the idea of watching what he had already done to her. Not like this. Not ever. “UUUUUGGGGHHHHHH,” she screamed as he rammed his cock up into her snatch hard, letting her wet snatch sink down onto the base of his shaft.

He reached for her hands, pulling them away from her face and pinned them behind her back. Reaching behind one of the cushions of her couch, he retrieved his handcuffs that he had hidden for just this purpose and slapped them on her wrists.

Noticing the necklace he had used to first hypnotize her in her hand, her master grabbed it from her and placed it around her neck. “Here you go, slave. You liked this little necklace so much, I think I’ll just let you keep it,” he taunted her before continuing to ram his cock into her warm pussy.

“Uuuuhhhhnnnnn, ooooohhhhhh,” Kelly moaned as her master slipped his hands underneath the inside of her legs, spreading her legs wide and reaching up from underneath them to grasp her tits as he proceeded to bounce her up and down on his cock. “Uuuugggggghhhh, ooooohhhhhh, shit, AAAAAHHHHHGGGGGGNNNNN,” she screamed as he started to massage her bouncy tits while he still forced her up and down on his shaft harder and faster.

She tried to keep her eyes shut tight, but with the way he was driving up into her snatch she couldn’t control herself. “OOOOOHHHHH, OOOOOHHHHH, OOOOHHHHHGGGGGGG, UUUUNNNNNNHHHHGGGGGG,” he forced her to scream, her body unable to resist his forceful stimulations of it. Her eyes remained open in shock at the delight he was causing her to enjoy. “UUUUGGGGHHHHH,” she screamed, trying to look away from the screen in front of her, but still catching glimpses of the way she bounced herself up and down on top of his cock in her bedroom earlier. “Uuuuuuuuhhhhhhhnnnn, uuuummmmmm, ooooooohhhhhh,” she stuttered. “Uhn, ah, ooooohhhhh, you, uuuhhhhhnnnnn, bastaaaaarrrrddddd,” she whined as she responded with lust at what he was doing to her body, and shame and embarrassment at how she had to watch what he had done to her earlier. Her master continued to massage her tits as he thrust up into her snatch, gently pinching her nipples every so often, and sending further waves of pleasure through her body. “AAAAHHHHHH, aaaaahhhhhhnnnn, AAAAAHHHHHHHNNNNNN,” Kelly whined in approval of the way he was fucking her. The worst part of it was, she was finding herself slightly aroused by what she was watching on the TV. For as humiliating as the idea was, she realized that despite herself, watching herself get fucked as she was being fucked added to the pleasurable sensations coursing through her body. “Oooooohhhhhh, ooooooohhhhhhh, uuuuuhhhhhhhnnnnnn, OOOOOHHHHHH, FUCK, FUCK, FUUUUUUCCCCCKKKKK, AAAAAAHHHHHH,” she screamed as she felt herself getting closer and closer to cumming once more.

Her master quit focusing on his slave’s tits for a moment, and let his hands slide behind her, grabbing her bound arms. Pushing her body slightly forward, he continued thrusting into her, pulling her back to meet his thrusts as he rammed forward harder and faster into her cunt. “OOOOOOOOHHHHHH, UUUUUUHHHHHNNNNNGGGGGG,” Kelly screamed. She knew she was getting ready to cream all over his cock, and he was going to let loose another hot load deep inside her pussy. “OOOOOHHHHH, UUUUUHHHHHHH, UUUUUHHHHHH, UUUUUHHHHNNNNNN,” she screamed in anticipation of what was about to happen. She looked up for just a moment, and saw herself orgasming in the earlier recording from her bedroom, and it was just too much, the physical pleasure her master was giving her mixed with the humiliating arousal of what she was witnessing on the screen caused her body to succumb to her hardest orgasm of the night. “UUUUHHHHNNNNNN, AAAAAHHHHH, I’m, UHHNNNN, FUCKING, CUUUUUMMMMMMMIIIINNNNNGGGGGG, OOOOGGGGHHHHH, OOOGGGGHHHHHH, OOOOOGGGGHHHHHH, AAAAAARRRRHHHHGGGGGGG,” she screamed as her juices flowed from her pussy, and her master came inside of her. She couldn’t control herself, letting her upper body fall forward as her master kept a firm grip of her arms behind her back. She found herself convulsing uncontrollably in erotic satisfaction on his cock, unwittingly grinding herself deeper and farther down onto his shaft as he continued to spray his load deep inside of her body. “OOOOOOGGGGGHHHHHH, AAAAAAHHHHHNNNNNNN,” she moaned as he forced her snatch to take every last drop of his seed.

“Ahhhhhhh,” Kelly Kelly let out a long tired sigh as her master pushed her off of his cock, letting her stomach slump down over the coffee table in front of them.

He stood up and grabbed his bag from early before gathering his camera and putting it away. He looked at the completely submissive blond slouched over her coffee table and pulled a DVD from his bag, along with the key to his handcuffs, and something else Kelly didn’t notice in her exhausted state.

Walking in front of her TV, the man opened her DVD player and inserted the disk he had taken from his bag.

“I thought you might like to see the security footage from the strip club tonight, Kelly,” he said smugly as he walked around the coffee table and stood behind his slave.

“You fucking bastard,” Kelly whined as she looked up at the screen and saw the silent footage of the way he made her dance on stage.

“Oh, let’s get to the really good part,” he said as he fast forwarded the footage to where he ass fucked her.

“I hate you,” she said as he knelt down behind her.

“Really,” he said as he rubbed her perfectly shaped, firm, bulbous ass.

“Uhhhhhhhh,” Kelly Kelly whined at his touch. She no longer knew what she truly thought of this man. He had humiliated her in ways she’d never dreamed possible, but the way he fucked her, hypnotized or not, left her craving for anything he might do to her at this point.

Her master placed the key to the handcuffs still binding her wrists behind her back on the table beside her. He let his hand slide over her hot rump, and spread her ass cheeks open, while opening a tube of KY Jelly with the other. With her cheeks spread, he placed the tube down between them and squirted out a healthy dose of the lubricant down between them.

Kelly Kelly let out a gasp of surprise as she felt the cold gel spray down between her ass cheeks. “Urrrrhhhhhh,” she whined as the man spread the gel up and down between her cheeks. She knew what was coming this time and figured it would be at least a little more tolerable than the way he had plunged himself right into her ass at the club. He tossed the tube across the room and spread her ass cheeks wide with both hands as he lined up his once again throbbing cock. He loved everything about this woman’s body, and all the ways he had had it over the course of the night.

Placing his tip at the entrance of her third hole, he slowly pushed his way all the way inside her ass.

“Oooooohhhhhh, aaaahhhhhhhgggggg,” Kelly moaned beneath him as she adjusted to the insertion of his whole length. He stayed there for a moment, letting her firm ass again clamp down on his entire length before slowly and methodically starting to guide his way in and out of her ass. “Oooooohhhhh, uuuuuhhhhhnnnnn, uuuuuhhhhhhhnnnnn,” his slave moaned in exhausted delight. After all he had put her through it was difficult to determine if she was using the little energy her body had left to voice her approval or embarrassment.

“Uuuuurrrggghhhhhh,” Kelly Kelly whined as he continued to move slowly in and out of her ass. She wondered just how much more he could truly do to her. She knew she had agreed to let him do anything he wanted to her, but despite the pleasures she had come to enjoy, she wondered just how much more he truly wanted to do. “Uhhhhhnnnnn, uuuuhhhhhnnnnn, uuuuuhhhhhnnnnnn, uuuunnnnhhhhhhh,” she moaned as he kept a firm hold on her hips and continued to work his way in and out of her ass. “Aaaaggghhhhhh,” she let out a somewhat pained moan as he grabbed a handful of her beautiful blond hair and pulled her face up off of the table, leaning his face down next to hers and letting her feel his hot breath. “Ooooohhhhh, oooohhhhhh, OOOOOHHHHHHH,” she moaned hard in approval as he suddenly reached beneath her and shoved two fingers into her snatch.

“You love the way I fuck you, don’t you Barbie,” he grunted as he continued to slide in and out of her while starting to finger her snatch.

“Oooooohhhhhh, yeeeeeesssssss, uuuuuhhhhhhhh,” she moaned. “Uuuuhhhhhhh, uuuuuhhhnnnnnn, uuuuuhhhhnnnngggggg,” she panted. She was too physically drained to even try to assist in the way he guided himself in and out of her ass. The night’s events had finally caught up to her. She didn’t care if he fucked her any longer. She knew that he would, and she knew that her body would respond, but she was too exhausted to truly do more than let him have his way with her. Not that her master really seemed to mind. Since the beginning, she had been his toy. It wasn’t a requirement that she enjoy being fucked by him, it just happened to turn out that way, the same way it always did when found someone new to satisfy him.

“Uuuuuhhhhhnnnn, uuuuhhhhh, uuuhhhhh, uuuuhhhhh, aaaaaarrrggghhhhh,” Kelly Kelly again moaned in approval. She continued to lie there, letting this man use her ass to satisfy his desires. “Ahhhhhh, aahhhhhhnnnn, ooohhhhhh, fuuuuuccckkkkk,” she stuttered as he let go of her hair, letting her fall back down onto the table. He pulled himself back up away from her face and started thrusting into her harder now. Even exhausted as she was, Kelly Kelly responded in primal satisfaction. “UUUUhhhhhnnnnn, yeeeeeaaahhhhhh, uuuuuhhhhhgggggg,” she moaned instinctively at the pleasure her body was receiving. He felt her clit rubbing against his fingers, and he pinched it between his thumb and forefinger, gently applying more and more pressure to it as he quickened his pace inside of her ass.

“Oooooohhhhh, uuuuuhhhhnnnnn, OOOOOOOHHHHHH, OOOOOHHHHH, OOOOGGGHHHHHH,” she screamed as the attention he was giving her snatch caused her to spray her juices out onto his hand. “Uuuuunnnnggghhhhh,” she whined as he pulled his hand away from her sopping pussy and let his hands slide up to her tits, grasping a firm hold on them again. “Uuuuuuhhhhnnnnn, fuuuuuucccckkkkk, aaahhhhhhhgggggg,” Kelly moaned ass he squeezed her tits, continuing to speed up the rate at which he thrust in and out of her ass. “UUUUUUNNNNN, uuuuuuhhhhhhhh, uuuuuunnnnhhhhggggggg,” she gave a long, slow, breathless whine.

“You want me to cum, slave,” he grunted.

“Ooooohhhh, yes, aaahhhhhnnnn, cuuuuuummmmmm, cuuuuummmmmm, cuuuuuummmmm, uuuurrrggghhhhhh,” she moaned in exhaustion. “Ahhhhhhhh, aaaaahhhhhh, aaahhhhhhh, aaaaahhhhhhggggg,” Kelly Kelly screamed in blissful delight as her master rammed into her ass with a few more hard vicious thrusts before burying himself balls deep inside of her and spraying one final load into the bowels of his used and abused little slut.

Kelly Kelly lay there, slumped over her coffee table, passed out from the exhaustion of erotic bliss. He slid his hands out from underneath her wonderful tits, and let his shrinking erection slip out of her ass. “Uuuuuhhhhhnnnnn,” she moaned quietly in exhausted delight as he pulled out of her and stood up.

He undid one loop of the handcuffs and left the key sitting on the table next to the sleeping diva so she’d be able to remove the other loop when she awoke. He got dressed one last time and gathered his bag.

He grinned to himself in wicked satisfaction. “So long, Kelly Kelly. Maybe we’ll do this again some time,” he said as he turned to leave the house.

“Oooooohhhhh,” she sleepily moaned.

He didn’t know if she was moaning in approval or terror of the thought of him calling upon her again. But he didn’t care, and he knew a part of her didn’t either.

He walked out the door of her house, leaving her on her knees, bent over her own coffee table, face down, and ass up, knowing that he had fucked Barbie Blank, better known to the world as WWE Diva, Kelly Kelly, completely in both body and mind.

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