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Her taunts and insults just drove him to fuck her harder. Tying up her other hand was much easier with both hands able to work at it, and once that was down, his hands moved to her tits, squeezing and carressing them.

When she called him a pussy, he laughed. "No my dear, you are a pussy, and an ass, tits and a mouth. You are my Slut. That is something you chose to be. And I am not afraid of you. I have never feared you since the moment we met. I have outclassed and outmatched you every step of the way. Though you didn't fight long. Even now your body is welcoming my cock. Your body knows what it wants to be, and so does your mind. You know you want to be my slut, and that you want to live a life of sexual pleasure, you just want me to force it on you, you like that, don't you. You like being a captive, at the whim of someone but yourself. As much as you exclaimed ever being my sex slave and my whore... deep down, that is exactly what you have always wanted."

At that point, he switched gears, rather than fucking her roughly, he slowed down and became much more gently. Licking her tits and sucking on her nipples, his fingers grazing over her clit. He figured the abrupt shift would confuse her, throw her off balance and get through her guard.

 

[Vagrant]

When he figured out what she had said to him, he smiled and continued his gentle, sensuous motions as he thrust into her and caressed her tits. "Have you noticed how easily you use language that you would have balked at before? Once you would not say anything but Nether Regions... but now, pussy simply rolls off your tongue. And have you noticed how wet your slutty pussy is?" He chuckled and covered his index finger in her fluids before wiping it off just under her nose. She wouldn't be able to avoid smelling her own arousal now.

After some time of the slow and gentle lovemaking, he once again started to roughly fuck her. Though that didn't last long. After that, it was a mixture. His hands would be gentle while his hips thrust into her fiercly, or his hands would maul her tits while he moved into her carefully, seeing to her pleasure. He didn't want her to get any time to adapt to the situation and bring up her defenses. He wanted her to be driven wild with the sensations.

And the constant battle back and forth, bringing up her anger, would indeed keep her arousal at bay to a point, but not forever. Eventually, despite herself she would climax. The more she fought it, the more intense it would be. And the more intense, the more it would affect her. Already he figured it would be the biggest orgasm she had ever had.

 

[Vagrant]

He felt her move underneath him, squirming and writhing a bit. That was what he had been waiting for, she was confused and not sure which she wanted, to keep yelling at him, or to fuck him back. Or at least, that's what he thought.

He thrust into her a few more times, before he slowly slid out and began to untie her, careful of any lashing out. When both her hands were untied, he picked her up and cradled her in his lap, rocking her gently. His hands caressing her flesh softly and combing her hair back from her face. "I'm sorry my dear, but I simply couldn't help myself. Ifyou honestly can't forgive me, then I will accept that." Of course, that was a flat out lie, but he needed her to believe it for now. "Would you like me to leave you alone now?"

 

[Vagrant]

He laid her back on the bed and stood, starting to undress himself. This entire time, he had been fully clothed, and he watched her while he disrobed, looking to see what her demeanor was like.

When he was finished he moved onto the bed and kneeled over top of her. "Would you like it hard, or soft?"

 

[Vagrant]

And that was what he did. For the first time even HE would charactierise it less as fucking and more as making love. His hands roamed her body and his lips caressed her neck, breasts and stomach, he took his time, exploring every inch of her as he moved his cock in and out of her dripping cunt.

Inside, he was relishing the confusion written all over her face. This would put her further under the control of her body, and make her even more a slut, since she had actually asked him to stay and fuck her even after he had started to pretty much rape her. Seconds after she was shouting obsenities at him, she was asking him to finish what he had started, even though he had given her a choice to have him leave.

This would, he believed, further ingrain the idea that she was a slut into her mind. And then it would only be a matter of time before she abandoned the objections to taking her mother's rooms as her own... Then she would be his almost completely. She had already largely turned against the memory of her father, and for the most part her mother had lost her sway with Moira, though it wasn't complete. As soon as it was, Eric would be the only protective person in her life... He would be the onl one who she could look for to take care of her.

 

[Vagrant]

Normally, the sensations he was experiencing as she came would have driven him over the edge, but he had done quite a bit of fucking today already. And so, he kept at it, intending on giving her at least one more orgasm before he reached the edge as well.

This would be the first time he had fucked her to multiple orgasms, as far as he could recall, and the timing of it was simply perfect.

 

[Vagrant]

He came himself just before she passed out. When she awoke, he would still be there, laying with her, his arms around her and their naked bodies pressed close together. "I'm glad you asked me to stay."

 

[Vagrant]

He kissed her forehead and held her closer. "We just had very amazing sex, and you passed out. You were out for maybe 20 minutes. How do you feel?"

 

[Vagrant]

"Well, I know you came at least 3 times... maybe 4. So it's no wonder you passed out. It just means you enjoyed it a heel of a lot. As for being mad at me... I think that might have been part of the reason you enjoyed it so much."

 

[Vagrant]

He chuckled and kissed her forehead. "I'm sure it will come back to you, my dear." He layed there with her for a time before he told her that he had to leave her, and take care of some of his duties.

The next day, he once again brought her to show her the room, trying to get her within the doorway and look around, but he wouldn't use force. He knew she would become very angry, and was counting on it actually. When she once again began to throw a fit, adding to it the remembered rage from the previous day, he was expecting her to attack him again. Like the day before, he remained calm and slowly stripped her as they traded blows. He could see the bruises from the day before and knew that the next day there would be even more.

Once she was naked, he picked her up turned her over his knee, slapping her ass, not holding anything back. Last time he had done this, she had not been fighting him, but she had also gotten quite wet from it as well. He was hoping for the same reaction this time.

 

[Vagrant]

He yelled out in pain as she bit him, and glared at her angrily even though she couldn't see him. He quickly got his leg away from her and growled. "You miserable wench!" Then he did something she probably wasn't expecting. He certainly wasn't expecting her to bite him, but he was prepared for her screaming.

Within moments, he had stopped spanking her, and there was a ball gag she didn't even know he had forced in her mouth and secured behind her head. To prevent her from undoing it with her hands, he grabbed both of them and tied them behind her back with a leather cord he had with him as well.

That done, he went back to spanking her, still quite hard.

 

[Vagrant]

When her ass was hot and red, he stopped. One hand started to rub her ass softly, but occasionally gave her a swat, while the other started to rub her cunt. He found her damp, though not dripping, and he slid a finger into her.

He wanted her wetter, so that he could fuck her again, whether she wanted it or not. He gave her the swats to mix the pleasure and the pain, blurring hte line slightly.

Once he felt she was wet enough to get his cock in without hurting her too much, he picked her up off his knee, and laying her out on the bed again. Before long, he was between her legs, with his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy, her hands still tied behind her back, and the ballgag still in her mouth.

 

[Vagrant]

When her legs started moving to try to kick him, he squeezed her unpierced nipple roughly to get her attention. "Do you want me to tie them to the bed like I tied your arms yesterday?"

He rubbed her clit and massaged her breasts, not trying to cause her pain this time... at least not more pain than pleasure. The idea was to make her cum without her wanting to. And though Eric had no knowledge of biology to the degree required, the adrenaline flowing through her veins would eventually do more to make her passions flare, rather than dampen them.

 

[Vagrant]

"Suit yourself." He pulled out of her and took a few moments to tie her legs to each bed post. Because there was no risk of her undoing them with her hands, he tied them with a bit more slack.

Once that was done, she probably assumed he would start fucking her again, and he did intend to. But he hoped it was suprising when he leaned down and started to lick and suck on her clit and pussy.

 

[Vagrant]

He grinned as he felt her grinded her pussy into his tongue. He blew cold air over the wet flesh, tickling her and hopefully teasing her, making her even more aroused.

Then he went back to licking her until she came once, and some time after as well. After that, he once again resumed fucking her. The lubrication now making her cunt almost sloppy with it's wetness. It was exactly what he wanted from her.

Unfortunately, he couldn't hold out as long as he had the day before, having not fucked her since then. But he hoped his tongue had done enough to let him get her to atleast a second orgasm before he finally exploded inside of her. His hot cum flooding her pussy.

 

[Vagrant]

He kissed her forehead yet again and brushed back her sweaty hair. Despite the fact she probably wanted him to remove the gag and untie her arms, he didn't. At least not yet. He layed with her for a time, his hands running over her sweaty body, cupping her tits, brushing her clit. Basically doing whatever her could to get her to that low simmer of arousal that would make her most agreeable... especially freshly fucked as she was. He didn't ask her to do anything, despite the fact she could more than likely be convinced... he just wanted to watch the effect on her.

After a little while, he unbuckled the ball gag and removed it from her mouth. Because of the gag forcing her mouth open, the result was that she had drooled quite profusely, and not been able to keep it in her mouth. He also untied her hands.

Shortly after, he left her once again. And the next day would proceed much as this day had. He would once again show her the suite he wanted her to have, and when she balked and became violent, he would do exactly what he had done the day before, he would strip her, gag and bind her, and turn her over his knee to give her a good spanking.

When she had settled down, he would once again put her on the bed and bind her legs, not even giving her the option of behaving herself, before he ate her out once again. After he was through with that, he pumped into her with his hard cock several times before pulling out and pressing against her ass. He wasn't going to lub her up anymore than she already was, and the fact his cock was now wet with her juices, and he was set on fucking her ass.

 

[Vagrant]

And he was going to show her how wrong she was. He nodded in reply to her frantic headshaking, telling her without words that she had no choice in the matter, and pushed the head of his cock withing the ring of muscle of her ass. He rubbed her clit and fingered her while he pumped into her ass, the friction intense and amazing on his cock.

She was orgasming much easier now, and wsa getting much wetter even from her punishments. Things were going exactly as he wanted them to. Over the course of the next week, there was something of a routine. He would bring her to her mother's room, and always try to show her more upclose than he had previously. If she responded negatively, he would provoke her if needed to make her break loose and go somewhat wild in her anger. Each day, she would end up in more elaborate bondage, and the sex would be different each time, from positions to how hard it was. But he never failed to eat her out before hand, and to lay with her and spend time holding her and being generally a very gentle lover.

 

[Vagrant]

"Because there is nothing to understand. Your refusal is foolish. Other than simply giving birth to you, what has your mother done for you that you still value? What sentimental bond do you still have with the memory of your mother? After all, aside from the previous occupant, why let the room go unused? The work has already been done, and it is already a suite that your mother, I believe from what you have told me, would never live in. She would have already abandoned such a living space for something more to her tastes. Am I incorrect for assuming that the suite is to YOUR tastes?"

As he spoke, his hands idly roamed her body. Once again attempting to bring her to a low simmer, aroused and wanting more.

 

[Vagrant]

He latched onto that and took advantage. "Well my dear, how would you change it to make it sensual and more to your liking? Keep in mind, the redecorations had begun before you admitted to feeling ashamed of being a slut. You were rather eager. I simply went with that."

His hands were not easily moved off her body, however. And now more than ever, the distraction was probably going to help him even more, as she fought to keep them off, she would be less likely to see what he was doing.

 

[Vagrant]

He listened to her carefully. "My dear, there are places you may put away the toys when you do not wish to use them, I merely had them laid out to showcase all there was for you. I also do not think that having a display of books dealing with sexual matters to be vulgar... but if that is what you wish, I will have doors put on the book cases."

 

[Vagrant]

He shook his head, but did it smiling and he kissed her. "Leave? No. But I will let you make changes. Nothing too drastic, but you can tailor your suite to your own liking. All I ask is that it remain the rooms of a woman who loves sex. Because, unless I am mistaken, that is the type of woman you are? You have always been, deep down inside?"

 

[Vagrant]

He grinned and kissed her. "Admit it, you were always a slut deep down waiting for a strong man to bring it out of you." He laughed warmly, not derisively or in any way to make it seem like he was insulting her.

"If you agree with that, get up on your hands and knees so I can give you a nice fucking, doggie style, just the way you like it."

 

[Vagrant]

He chuckled and smacked her thigh playfully. "Only if you want to, or you deserve it. Do you think there's anything wrong with that?" He chuckled and guided his cock between the lips of her pussy. "Think of this as the last fuck you'll get in this room, and it's fitting that we do it in the same way as your first fuck, wouldn't you say?"

 

[Vagrant]

He thurst forward to hit her thighs and ass, his cock sliding into her wet pussy. Unlike most of the past week, this was slow and focussed on bringing them both pleasure above all else. It was a celebration of what she was, and who she had become.

He reached around to play with her tits, pulling on her ring every so often. "How would you like to get the other nipple pierced, when we pierce your nose like you asked as well."

 

[Vagrant]

Their rhythmn was as fluid as it could be, both of them were anticipating the movements of the other, and focussed on only two things. The pleasure they could bring to themselves, and to each other.

In tandem to her own thoughts, Eric was thinking about his own feelings for her. He did care about her. Deeply. But he also saw the submissive in her, and wanted to bring that out of her.... submissive, but still with fire. And manipulating her as he had ever since he had captured her, was an incredible turn on for him. Even if she didn't realise it, he was training her to be the kind of lover he wanted her to be. Her own desires and interests were also being awoken, and nurtured, but in the end, he wanted her to be his sex slave. A well taken care of sex slave, but one none the less.

"Decorative? Hmmm, That can certainly be arranged." He caught the look she gave to herself and smiled, liking how carnal it was. He would have to remember to fuck her like this infront of a mirror, simply to see her reaction. Her comment about decorative also gave him another idea... but he would save that for later.