A Twisted Desire

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Taylor Hayes

"It's funny what can go thru a mans mind when he's isolated for too long...Delusion's of being persecuted by one he trusted...Then an attempt to analyze each and every thing that was done to him and why...Followed by a feeling of complete hopelessness as he stares at the same filthy wall each...And finally...finally an anger that he nurtures each passing day, planning revenge on the one person that could have made all the difference"

I spoke the words to her backside, my left hand carressing her body...the right holding the thick belt until I finished my little speech.

"I'm going to make you sorry you ever saw me, then take you past any point of caring" I promised, the left hand making room for the right and the punishing belt that landed with a loud fleshy crack.

No more words were wasted as I began the ruthless, methodical beating of her thighs, ass and back...the skin turning from pink, to red and finally to a painful crimson.

At one point she rallied and snarled, and I laughed...grabbing the abundance of hair on her head and forcing her farther forward, her thighs hitting the desk with a thud...Then the blows began again...each deliberate...each in a new spot, and each bringing a sound of pain to my ears...

Finally I stopped, and wrapped the bloody leather around her throat, pulling her trembling body upright in front of me.

"Can you imagine going thru this every night for four years?" I hissed from behind her, the swell of my cock rubbing between the swells of her bloody ass cheeks "All because some hot little psycho analyst thought she was doing you a favor, taking you from the frying pan and putting you into HELL?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Becca

"It's funny what can go thru a mans mind when he's isolated for too long...Delusion's of being persecuted by one he trusted...Then an attempt to analyze each and every thing that was done to him and why...Followed by a feeling of complete hopelessness as he stares at the same filthy wall each...And finally...finally an anger that he nurtures each passing day, planning revenge on the one person that could have made all the difference"

I shuddered, was he blaming me for this? Was he blaming me for sending him into the hospital? When he was suicidal, cruel and so hopelessly lost that reality had lost all color to him??! He was and I knew he was. There no words from my lips, there was nothing I could say to justify how he was treated. Though I had no control over what was done to him, I still put him in there.
Where I thought he would heal and be safe from his abusive mother. So much for thinking. I flinched at the tone of his voice and finally he became silent.
Hell happened in a split second of silence. With each landing blow after blow over the back half of my body, pain seared through my mind and clouded my vision.
I lost track of the pleading and crying out. The asking him to stop, no more. Saying sorry for something beyond my control. And when he stopped and jerked me upright I felt the blood run down my thighs onto the untormented skin. Everything burned. From head to thigh, painful burning and I cried out again. It was stiffled by the belt around my throat, but I wasn't caring at the moment. It hurt to move, to breath. It hurt to stand. I felt dizy and light headed as tears fell down my face.
"Can you imagine going thru this every night for four years?" All because some hot little psycho analyst thought she was doing you a favor, taking you from the frying pan and putting you into HELL?"
I tried to answer, but between the pain in my body, the crying and pleading, and light headedness I slumped against him, passing out into blissful darkness and thankfully no more pain. The belt tightened around my throat cutting off air, but I did not feel it for Hell had hopefully claimed me and ended this...
To bad I would be waking up soon to painfully sick reality.

 

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Taylor Hayes

Her body tensed then slumped, going limp in my grasp as she folded against me and I caught her in my arms.

Carrying her to the large couch I reached underneath and brought out a container of medicated swabs and began dabbing at her punished, mottled flesh.

Small moans escaped her as I wiped the bruised flesh, rolling her limp body to her stomach and spreading her legs to cleanse the dried rivulet of blood between them.

Smiling at a smalll detail I had overlooked earlier I rubbed a fresh swab against her shaved and bare pussy lips, the smile growing as another moan escaped her unconcious throat.

"MMMMmmm, I think Miss Priss is a little more of a hussy than she wants to let on"

The cleaning process finished I returned to her bare lips, slowly sliding a finger between them, feeling the moisture and heat....

 

[Sweetp4u]

Becca

Moaning, I was dreaming of something and the next instant I was feeling a stinging hot pain in small amounts breaking through the fog in my brain.
Pleasure, then pain. More pleasure and pain again. I shook my head no, eyes still closed as a tear escaped my eye.
"No.. Please.....Oooooooh .." Mumbling in my sleep I tried to roll away from the pain and towards the pleasure but it hurt.
Hissing in agony I opened my eyes partially.
"T-Taylor?" I closed my eyes and moaned softly. "Oh god it hurts!" I painful whisper, then a moan of desire ripped from me.
My eyes came open slowly again and I glanced at his hand touching me. Trying to move away made me cry out as it stung to move.
"Please? I just want to go home......" Whimpering I closed my eyes willing myself not to cry again.

 

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Taylor Hayes

"You'll get used to the pain...and in time your own limits will expand. But right NOW you've been sensitized...You won't have any permanent exterior scars, but each touch to your skin will feel like fire..."

Running a finger across the miriad of welts crisscrossing her back and pear shaped ass, a gasp rewarding my claim...

"As for home? This is it for you, until I'm done"

Another finger in her clit and a slow, teasing twist brought another gasp to my ears, urging me to push deeper into the bare lips...

"What's wrong Rebecca?" I taunted quietly giving her a gentle slap to her buttock "Can't decide wether to cumm....or cry?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Becca

"You are vile!" I hissed at him as the sting of the slap throbbed painfully throughout my whole body.
Stiffling the urge to cry out again, I bit down hard on my lip, drawing more blood.
"D-Done with me?" I did not like the sound of that, not one bit.
"Why are you doing this to me Taylor? I only tried to help you! I did not know those things, these things would happen to you..." I flinched from the pain of his hand touching me where the marks were and tried to ignore the finger teasing between my pussy lips.

 

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Taylor Hayes

"HELP ME?...help ME!!!" I retorted, my fingers finding her hard inner button and circling it, toying with it...

"You appeased your conscience and then forgot me...telling yourself you had been succesful in my "treatment"

Another slap, this time to her side where the belt had circled and carressed the swell of her breast...

"I sat pinned in that chair as the current raced thru me....told you everything that was inside me...and YOU rewarded me by putting me in an asylum for the mentally insane! The only problem was the inmates weren't as insane as the people who were supposed to be watching over them."

Her button had begun to swell...her clit moistening as I toyed with it..and her mind..and I gave her another quietly sinister promise...

"You'll find out what it's like to be opened like a book, the words read down to each intimate detail, then discarded...THEN I'll be thru with you"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Becca

I flinched from the pain and him as he sneared in my face. His finger still toying with my clit, tormenting me further and further.
I felt another tear slide down my face, utter hopelessness coming over me.
Perhaps if I just shut up and laid there he would tire of me? One could always hope?

"You'll find out what it's like to be opened like a book, the words read down to each intimate detail, then discarded...THEN I'll be thru with you"


"Then ask anything you wish and read me all you wish to. I have nothing to hide..." I whimpered, my eyes closed tightly as my hips moved unconsciously towards his fingertip. I did not want this, I wanted to kill this man for his painful treatment of me.

"I saved you from prison.. you.." I broke off with a cry of pain and pleasure as moving hurt but his touch felt like heaven, "You were going to murder your mother!"

 

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Taylor Hayes

The accusation made me reel, and I rocked backwards as I considered it and began to laugh...

"I told you I wanted her dead...Not because of hate...but pity. Pity for the pain she was in...the growth inside her that killed her while I was in the asylum."

Another slap, this time a vicious, punishing blow that left it's print over the welts and I reached for a slender silver probe...

"And for that you put me in a place worse than prison, and I found out of her death after I was released, unable to show her my last respects till two years too late"

The probe began to vibrate and I slid it in place of my fingers, the teasing beginning again as I tormented her mind.

"You played goddess with me...and I was your shining honor...How does it shine now, knowing the whole story?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Becca

Screaming out in pain at the new slap and pain that ripped through me, I inhaled sharply and breathed in and out as best I could to stop the pain.
Raggedly my chest rose and fell trying to ignore the pain and the sick pleasure he was attempting to give me.
"Y-Your mother molested you! Beat you! She tried to sell you to some couple! And you say now you wished her no harm?" I was floored, that wasnt how it came across as I remembered it. Perhaps his views of what happened are altered now because of his time in the asylum?
My teeth grit tightly together, uncomfortable yes, but still better than cursing him out and causing more pain. I fell silent, I had no wish to speak with him again. Stonily I went stiff, my mind blocking the pleasure as my anger and temper rose higher and higher. He would get no where with me, I would NOT allowed it.
I glared at him with stone cold eyes, no longer reacting to his torment between my legs.
I watched as he picked up a vibrator of some kind and turned it on. Eyes widening I bit back a protest and just let the hate take over me.
"How does it shine now? Just fucking peachy!" I stiffened up as he slid the toy against me, and thought of something else to try and distract from my mind what was happening to me. Shivering, actually trembling from the pain, I closed my eyes and just thought of ways I could kill him slowly instead of the hum of the toy and the persistant pressure on my clit.

 

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taylor

Rebecca's face changed...as did her body...both becoming rigid, concentrated...as her eyes closed to what was happening to her.

"That's right...reach inside yourself and find the anger" I told her, knowing that she was distancing herself in a deliberate, typical classbook maneuver. "Get mad enough and you can live through anything...and come out with a purpose"

Moving my hand to a less painful area I cupped the weight of a full breast and rolled the nipple gently between my fingers, feeling it swell despite her concentrated effort.

"That's right, Doctor..Use that well developed mind and ignore your equally well developed body"

The hum of the vibrator filled the silence as I moved it in slow, enticing circles and waited for her reply

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebbeca

He was on to me, he was purposely slowing down and moving away from the tender areas that hurt.
He was not playing fairly at all, and I wasn't expecting him to anyways. I bit into my lip harder, ignoring the urges to move against him and the probing sex toy. I knew that was what he wanted. He wanted to hurt me and use a combination of pleasure and pain to weaken me. I opened my eyes and glared right into his face. Nostrils flared slightly as I panted for air, trying hard to to tell him what I thought of him, nor respond to him in any way.
It was getting harder and harder to ignore what he was doing since he was taking his time to do it right. I moved a little on the couch, feeling the pain in my backside. It helped to kill the desire he was pushing for from me.
I sucked in a deep breath and held still as he slowly moved the toy in and out of me.
He wouldnt win, not if I could help it. Thinking of things I could do to get out of this no longer on my mind. resisting was the upmost important thing I could do.
I knew I was wet, for the toy slid in and out easy enough. His torment on my nipples made them stand erect and begging for more. It was a matter of time before I caved in, I just hoped he got bored soon and left me alone.

 

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taylor

"I think one of the most erotic sights is a woman holding back the inevitable" I whispered to her ear "I dreamed of that sight almost every night, WHEN I was allowed to sleep"

A gentle carress to her breast and then my hand slid down her silky stomach and joined the vibrator...teasing, teasing while my eyes watched her face...her eyes...showing the strain of fighting me...

"Hold out as long as you can, Becca" I encouraged her "It makes it all the more erotic to watch you"

The slim vibrator slid from her wet hole, covered in her juices and I pressed it to her anus...slowly, deeper probing as I continued my teasing to her clit with the other hand...

"Fight it as long as you can..."

 

[Sweetp4u]

Rebecca

I fought long and hard to ignore him, frustration finally giving way to rising anger and a single demand,
"Why don't you just leave me alone!" My hips lifted off of the couch and I gripped the edge like a life line. Struggling to maintain control was a losing battle and even I knew this. He was gloating, loving this torment on her very soul.
She wanted to rant and rave at him, push him away and make him stop, but knew he wouldn't.
Moaning my teeth finally let go of my tormented lower lip. Which was now puffy and painfully swollen. Blood was still fresh on the skin and I didn't notice it.
Whimpering, I thrashed around on the couch, trying to escape away from his touch and teasing vibrator. He stayed with me, no matter where I moved. Groaning and crying out from the pain and pleasure, i wasn't sure how to react. Conflicting emotions rode high in my mind. Do I center on the pain and whimper from it, or focus on the pleasure and moan from it?
I wished to god I knew how to answer that one, for both were effecting me. The pain and the pleasure. I felt the juices flow down to my asshole where he rubbed with the vibrator gently. His finger flicking over my clit added to the torment.
I panted for air, for control. My mind fought to find a reason to block it. No not a reason, the desire and urge to block it.
I was close to cumming, I could feel it rising no matter how hard I fought to keep it down.
"pleeeeeeeease no!" I cried out breathlessly, trying to shrink away from him further into the ungiving sofa. My hips rolled, my ass lifting seeking more of his touch as my inner walls twitched with a mounting orgasm.
"Stop!" I desperately wanted him to stop, to end this torment. To not degrade me further by making me cum when he knew I did not want this.

 

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taylor

The probe went in a few scant inches and I held it there, letting the vibrations course thru her body as I continued to toy with her slick clit...

There were many things I knew about Rebecca...I had made it my job and passion to study her...her schedule, her life...work, how she dressed...even the failed attempts at lovers I was aware of...had watched occasionally from a discreet distance as her natural reserve had barred any interested male from going further than a meal and a peck on the cheek saying goodnight...

She was no virgin...her medical records insured that...but her experience was limited...anal play was probably a filthy word to her...but that would change as well...

A third finger into her cunt and I began stroking the trio in and out of her...making sure I brushed her swollen bud with each stroke...hearing her gasp as I sped up my motions and looked at her, her sweat sheened breasts moving in a gentle motion with mine...her eyes dulling over as the sensations washed over her...unwanted...unbidden...yet unstoppable....

"Fight it Rebecca" I encouraged softly, my words nearly a whisper as I watched her "It makes the defeat that more magnificent...the peaks so high"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Becca

He slid fingers into my spread pussy, thrusting as he teased my clit. Heat washed over me, I couldn't fight it anymore. Crying out my hand reached down and latched onto his wrist. Intending on pushing it away, but my body had other thoughts. Instead my hand tightened on his, gripping it and my hips began their dance. Thrusting up and down wildly on his probing fingers inside my wet center.
My mouth screamed no, and stop. My body begged for more of this sweet torment. My ass began to relax and eyes widening slightly it slid in further. Groaning out, my head fell back as my eyes closed, harsh sounds coming from deep within, riding higher and higher.
"I Hate youuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" I screamed out as I orgasmed around his madly thrusting fingers. Heels digging into the couch, I no longer felt the pain in my back side, only felt the lust and urge to pull away. And I tried to, bracing my feet and pushing myself up the couch a little ways. All he did was tighten his hold on my waist and held me firmly in place.
Hot juices spurted from my center, wetting his hand and wrists, and my own hand as well. I felt it running down the crack of my ass and onto the couch beneath me. My eyes glared with hatred as my body sung to his tune.

 

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Taylor Hayes

Watching the orgasm rip thru her, the flood of moisture flow across my hand...I smiled...

"I hate uuuuuuu" She had cried as it tore thru her...and then glared at me with defiant eyes as I pulled the probe and my fingers from her spent body.

"Now you know what it feels like to have another person use you as a "toy..." I told her, licking my fingers...

"Despite all you believe yourself to be...How much "control" you have over yourself...Ypu've been made a liar in less than 20 minutes"

Watching her eyes flit towards the clock perched on the edge of the desk I smirked, then commented deliberately.

"It was obviously your first anal experience, but you enjoyed it all immensely, didn't you?"

The "session" was over...her orgasm was what I wanted to see, and if she could be forced to reach one...and I indicated the chair in front of the desk, nodding at it...

"Take a chair, Miss Rebecca...And we'll see just what makes you tick"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Becca

Stiffly I moved from the couch, wincing in pain as I sat up to move. I reached down and picked up the shorts he had made me wear, and slipped them on. It hurt immensly to pull them up, but I did it anyways.
Moving towards the chair I stood there a moment, not wanting to sit. I knew it would hurt, enough that I was shamed now this? He was asking the impossible, but if I didn't sit would I be punished again?
Carefully as I could I lowered myself into the chair and flinched. Groaning in pain, I tried to be as silent as possible.
"What do you mean? See what makes me tick?" I asked quietly, closing my eyes and focusing just on breathing in and out once more.
My pussy throbbed with the desire and after effects of the orgasm while my back side was screaming in protest. I felt tears come to my eyes again, but quickly as I could I blinked them away and burrowed further inside myself for strength.

 

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Taylor Hayes

"You never answered my previous questions, Rebecca, So I'll rephrase them" I began, my voice and manner suddenly becoming professional as I buttoned the shirt I had picked up and pushed it into my pants.

"You were just raped, so to speak...forced to orgasm against your will, I'd like to know what emotions passed thru you, and why?"

It wasn't the answers I was curious in finding out, but if she could identify the emotions that were tearing thru her..and face them.

"I'd like to see why you "came" so intensely...and if it was a freak occurence..or it will happen again?"

I watched her gingerly perch on the chair, refusing to let me see how painful it was, trying to gather her senses and strength...Her mind trying to find a way out for her body...

 

[Sweetp4u]

Becca

I sat and thought and all that came to mind was one word.

"Hate. And you know why."

I sat in silence, glaring at him, waiting for his next stream of questions. Knowing my one worded answer would not be good enough for him.

"You can make this body respond, after all its human and easily over powered.. But you will never control my mind."

 

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Taylor Hayes

Leaning forward over the desk I smiled, then reversed her accusation.

"And after just one day...and one single embarressing loss of control, now multiply that by four years...1460 days of being put into a hell and being forgotten..."

Her eyes widened..Perhaps the first glimmer of understanding?

I "templed" my fingers and pressed my lips to them, my eyes looking at her over them as I considered my next step.

"What my mother did to me was out of a warped kind of caring...perhaps a need to control the only one she had left to love" I offered her "What happened to me was under the disguise of "treatment" but in reality was a sadists way of abusing a patient and getting away with it. What should I decide the reasons you "treated" me for"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Becca

"A very warped kind of caring if you ask me. And All I did was what I was trained to do by years and years in school and study. I tried to help you, I tried to give you back some sanity and take away the nightmares. I did not know it would go like that in the insitution! I had no control over that, There has never been a complaint against that insitution before now that I have ever heard of. Whether you want to believe it or not, I had only the best intentions for you." I fell silent, doubting he would believe me nor care either way what I had felt needed to be done. It took awhile to even come up with that descision, and only after consulting three other doctors was it made.
"I thought it would help, that with treatment and counseling, that in a few months you would walk out of there able to be whole again." My hands clenched into fists, my head pounding and my backside hurting from shoulder to knees.
Why was I defending myself to this mad man?! It did not matter what I said or did. Nothing mattered in the past, his mind was set in stone. Nothing I could do would change his mind. He had it in there I was responcible for all his misery and so in his mind I would be the one to pay for it all.

 

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taylor

"Congratulations then" I summed her words up for her "You treated me BY THE BOOK, used shock therapy BY THE BOOK, put me in an asylum BY THE BOOK, then forgot about me"

I sat behind the desk...staring at her face that had gone blank, stern...resolute...

"Admit it, you wouldn't have thought of me until you woke up and saw my face. But then why should you, having done your job so well, BY THE BOOK?"

It was an honest question, one that plagued me for years as I pulled myself back to some kind of sanity each night in my "room". The word ROOM was a laugh in itself...it was a cell, a holding cell for animals that I had survived in..

"You should be thanking me, I've given you a second chance" I told her "A second chance to cure the crazy man, but under MY rules"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Becca

"I...I did not forget about you." I whispered.
"What? Speak up." He barked at me.
"I said I did not forget about you!" I did not meet his gaze, I felt flushed with shame for how I had just left and forgot about it. At the time I was an internship, working under another doctor. He told me how he wanted things done and to hand over to his 'care' any who were too serious for me to handle. Making no break through with Taylor, but trying everything in the text book to accomplish that, I had to finally give up and turn him over to the other Doctor.
"I.. I failed, I thought I could help and I failed.. So I did as I should have, or thought I should have, and turned you over to Doctor Witmore's care. He had more experience than I did.." I stammered over the explanation, wishing I could get all those past facts in my head accurate.
"You...? You want me to cure you? Cure you of what Taylor?!" I wished I knew what he was talking about. How could I help him heal after all of this? By letting him abuse me senseless?? I glanced up at him, meeting his eyes. My confusion clear on my features as I searched for a possible reason WHY he would think I could help him? Or that he would actually try and heal now.

 

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taylor

"Cure me of the deadly social problems you reported to the asylum" I replied calmly "The ones you insisted would make me a menace to society, an "undesirable" I believe you called it"

I had filed a petition for...and finally suceded in gaining those files and I held them for her to see.

"Interesting reading" I complimented her "Especially knowing it's me you are writing about"

The files fell to the immaculate desktop as I watched her face flush and redden.

"You've detailed each treatment, each session...along with my reactions and your predictions..But suddenly the entries become short...erratic...and the final entry states that YOU have failed..."

I let the statement hang a long, quiet minute then continued with a question...

"Despite my entrance examination into the asylum stating my actions and emotional respnses were well within normal acceptable levels, you admitted me and then turned my case over to a Doctor I never knew...and never met in the entire time I spent there...WHY?"