Chapter 6: Physical
Kris's grin grew wider with each passing moment, knowing that he had Sarah right where he wanted her. She was nervous, innocent, and unsure, but so turned on by his demands that she couldn't help but agree to them. He could feel her body trembling with excitement, her heart pounding in her chest.
"Good," Kris said, nodding. "Then it's time for you to prove yourself, toy. To show if you’re a true whore ready for true pleasure. And loyal to your new master.”
Kris said as he looked at Sarah with intense eyes.
Sarah felt a chill run down her spine, unsure of what was about to come. She had never before been in such a situation where a man commanded her to do something so perverse and twisted. But the thought of it sent a rush of adrenaline through her veins, and her pussy clenched in excitement. As she sat there between is legs in the high end luxury appliqué lingerie, her pussy begged clouded her judgement.
She nodded her head, eager and nervous at the same time.
“yes. I will. What is it you want me to do?” She asked sheepishly, but desperately.
Kris’ face filled with an evil grin as he looked down and the vanilla wife he had stolen away, clad in luxury lingerie, between his legs with his precum on her chin - she was so desperate for pleasure he could truly ask her to do anything sick and twisted he liked. And he had many, many extreme ideas.
The anticipation was killing Sarah. Her clit was so tense and sensitive from the teasing and the pressure of his fingers, she craved him to fuck her fast and hard.
Kris's twisted grin only grew wider as Sarah eyed him with such desperation, squirming with the need for release. He knew she didn't realize it, but this was just the beginning of her training - training in being a good submissive to him. And he was glad she had already proven herself willing. His ideas for what depraved, humiliating, dark sex acts he wanted from Sarah becoming even more evil.
Kris couldn't help but wonder just how far he could push Sarah to prove her devotion to him as his toy. His cock throbbed at the thought while he watched her tremble with anticipation and a mix of fear, confusion, and wild desire in her bright green eyes.
"Toy," he whispered, licking his lips, his voice gravelly. "Have you ever been with another woman?"
Sarah blinked at him in surprise before shaking her head, cheeks flushing scarlet. "I... no.
Never," Sarah stammered, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of red. She couldn't believe what he was asking her, yet she was also oddly intrigued.
"Interesting," Kris growled, a smirk spreading across his villainous face. "I've always enjoyed seeing women embrace each other, and the taste of a woman's juice mixed with another woman's. Having two women to serve my needs pleases me. soon, we should explore that curiosity together, toy."
Sarah didn't know what to say, panic and angst warring within her. Sure, the experience at Priya’s boutique was sapphic and enticing, but she never ever in a million years thought of herself as attracted to women.
Yet her ache for relief blinded her. She didn’t know what to say, she began to stammer “yes…I…okay. As you wish.” Sarah stammered, unable to believe what she had just agreed to.
Kris chuckled darkly and released her wrists, watching as Sarah sank down onto her hands and knees. He reached out and ran a finger down her spine, causing her to shiver with anticipation.
“Good girl,” he said, his voice thick with lust. “But I don’t think it should be just any woman.”
Kris continued, a cruel gleam in his eye. “I think for your first fuck with a woman, it should be someone special to you…someone close to you….a friend perhaps. A best friend.”
Kris continued, emphasizing the last two words.
Sarah's eyes widened in shock, her heart racing as she realized what Kris was implying.
“Are you suggesting…” Sarah trailed off, her voice barely above a whisper.
Kris smirked, his eyes gleaming with mischief as he nodded.
“I am requiring you to fuck a best friend of yours. You must submit to her fully. Lick her. Fuck her. Worship her body. Suck her feet. Smell her panties. Experience every single part of her body. Then bring her undies to me as proof.”
Sarah's mind raced, imagining the illicit encounter. She was terrified and disgusted. Yet she was so turned on, she allowed herself to subtlety nod in agreement.
Kris grinned wickedly, knowing he had hooked her. He let out a low growl, his body grown harder as he watched her give in to his twisted desire. He knew who he wanted her to seduce and couldn't wait to see the look on her face when she reluctantly agreed.
"Good girl, Sarah," Kris said, Running his fingers through her hair as he stood over her. “Now, pet, fetch your phone and give it to me. I’ll pick what cute little friend of yours I’m going to require you to lose your lesbo cherry to.”
Kris chuckled menacingly as Sarah rose from her knees and walked over to her phone. He could see that she was so wet from the intense hour of dominant dirty talk and edging, her pussy was actively lightly flowing juices down her leg.
Sarah retrieved her phone, unlocked it, and handed it to Kris with a quivering hand. She returned to her knees infront of him. She could feel the insane amounts of her pussy juice suturing her beaded luxury lingerie panties, dripping all down her leg and the floor.
Kris opened her phone with a smile. “Good pet. Let me pick your new lesbian lover.” Kris sneered as Sarah obediently handed him her phone. His cruel grin sent a shiver of unease straight down her spine. She didn’t even want to think about who he would choose for her, but she knew she had agreed to it, and she couldn’t back out now.
I should have never gotten involved with such a freak, Sarah thought to herself as anxiety consumed her.
But as Kris opened up the phone to browse through her contacts, Sarah couldn't deny that her body was still begging for that release.
Kris flipped thru the innocent photos on Sarah’s phone, looking for the right friend of hers she was to seduce and submit to. Finally, he came across the right one that he knew instantly would be perfect.
“This little slut. She’s perfect.” Kris said. “What’s her name, pet?” He turned the phone to show Sarah. It was a beach photo from a bachelorette party - Sarah in her conservative one piece and another woman in a flirty bridal bikini - Chelsea.
Sarah's heart sank as she recognized the photo. She had always been close with Chelsea, having been college roommates and bridesmaids in each other's weddings. They shared so many memories together, but now Kris was asking her to betray their friendship by sleeping with her best friend.
"No," Sarah whispered, tears brimming in her eyes. "Please, Kris. I can't do that to her. She's my best friend."
Kris sneered down at her, gripping her chin roughly. "You will do as I say, toy.
I own you now. Your body and mind are mine to control and manipulate. And I want you to betray your little friend, Chelsea, to show your dedication to me. Don't worry, I trust the experience you will enjoy - and it will make our relationship and the sexual acts we share even more thrilling and forbidden. Do you understand?" Kris said, his grip tightening on Sarah's chin as he looked down at her with a wicked gleam in his eye.
"I understand," Sarah whimpered, the emotion in her voice thick with despair. She knew she had no choice but to obey him, but the thought of betraying her best friend By seducing her was beyond painful.
"Y-yes, Kris," Sarah said softly, tears of desperation welling up in her eyes. "I understand."
Kris' evil grin only grew wider at her submission. He held her phone aloft, a wicked glint in his eye.
"Good," he said, his voice thick with satisfaction. "You'll do as you're told. Chelsea it is, then. Your new little lesbian lover."
Sarah let out a quiet gasp at the words. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Chelsea?
Sarah's mind raced. Chelsea had been her best friend for years. They talked nearly every day. Chelsea was always so confident, and had a perfect marriage. Now Sarah was expected to some how have sex with her? What would Chelsea even think? Sarah’s mind swirled.
"Yes, Sarah," Kris said, stroking her cheek roughly. "Your shock was to be expected, but your obedience means the world to me.
I knew you were a smart girl who could understand her place. And now that you’re mine, I'm going to introduce you to a world of pleasure you never knew existed - the kind of pleasure that comes only from total submission."
Kris said in Sarah's ear, his hot breath making her shiver. As he spoke, he traced a finger down her spine, his touch sending goosebumps all over her body.
"Get on your hands and knees," he demanded, that same tone of command in his voice that made her so wet and helpless.
Sarah obeyed, and Kris moved behind her. She felt him pull her panties aside, his fingers tracing lightly over her soaked pussy lips. She whimpered, wanting so badly to beg him to fuck her, but she kept quiet, not wanting to disobey him.
As instructed, she reached under herself, sliding two fingers into her own pussy. She glanced back at Kris, who was watching her with a searing gaze. She began to finger herself slowly, as Kris had trained her to do.
She had come to enjoy the edging, the sensation of being on the brink but not yet allowed to release. But tonight she felt like she was going to explode from how wet and horny she had become. Sarah's thighs trembled as she moved her fingers in and out of herself. She closed her eyes and moaned, feeling her climax building deep in her core.
But just before she reached the peak, Kris's voice stopped her. "Show me how you touch yourself, toy," he demanded. Sarah didn't hesitate. She reached under herself, sliding two fingers into her own pussy, moaning softly at the delicious sensation of her own touch.
Kris watched her intently, his eyes burning with desire, as Sarah's fingers moved in and out of her pussy. She had come to enjoy the edging, the sensation of being on the brink but not yet allowed to release.
“now, toy. I’m going to give you the fucking you so desperately crave. But before I slide my Adonis cock in you, I’m going to need to hear you promise you’ll seduce and submit to Chelsea. And to tell me eager you are to lick and fuck her cute little body.” Kris commanded softly. “Go ahead, tase yourself. And tell me you promise to seduce and fuck Chelsea. Confess me to me how badly you want to lick and fuck your best friend.” Kris demanded, his voice lower than a growl.
Sarah swallows nervously and tries her best to meet his gaze, which is full of lust and dominance.
“Will-Will. I'd... I'd do anything for you, Kris,” she stammered, trying to find the words to please her new master.
Her pussy's juices flowing freely now, drenching her panties and trickling down her inner thighs, making Kris smirk in satisfaction. She did as she was told and tasted her own juices.”
“I…I will have sex with Chelsea, master.” She said, defeated, humiliated, but horny beyond belief. “I will submit to Chelsea, lick her pussy. Play with her boobies. Suck her toes. Smell her panties. Experience her body and offer her mine however you command.” Sarah practically whimpered, trying to conceal her inner turmoil.
Kris’ eyes lit up in sinister delight as he began to stroke his throbbing cock slowly. “That’s a good little toy. You will learn that obedience equals pleasure and disobedience results in very unhappy consequences.”
His free hand reached down to Sarah's drenched lingerie panties, pulling them aside and fingering her slick folds. Sarah moaned as he slipped a finger inside her, feeling the knot of pleasure slowly intensifying in her lower belly.
"I-I promise, master," Sarah whispered, the sound ragged and desperate as he continued to finger her roughly.
Her nails dug into her palms as she tried to focus on anything but the overwhelming desire to reach climax. It went against everything she believed in, going down this twisted, forbidden path Kris wanted and commanded of her, yet she wanted it so badly. The thought of betraying Chelsea was a hurtful one, but the promise of intense pleasure was too much to resist.
"Very well, toy," Kris growled, withdrawing his fingers from inside her.
Sarah looked back at him, her need for release evident in the flush of her cheeks. "On the bed. Now."
Sarah scrambled to obey, climbing onto the bed on all fours. Kris followed her, crawling up behind her and positioning himself between her thighs. He reached around, his fingers finding her swollen clit and pinching it hard. Sarah cried out, unable to help herself as he began to rub slow circles around it.
She could feel him nudging at her entrance, but he didn't enter her just yet.
Instead, Kris traced his arousal against her folds, pausing to rub against her clit and making her moan.
"Do you want me inside you, toy?" Kris whispered in her ear, a wicked grin spread across his face.
"Yes," Sarah breathed, not hiding the desperation in her voice. "Now, please..."
And with that, Kris pushed inside her. Sarah cried out at the sensation of being filled by him, arching her back and gripping the sheets tightly.
Her pussy clenched around him as he began to move, thrusting in and out of her with a slow, steady rhythm. Each thrust brought an exquisite mix of pleasure and pain, her body still sensitive from the edging he'd had her do earlier.
"You like that, toy?" Kris growled, his breath hot on her neck as he slammed into her harder. "You like feeling my cock inside you?"
Sarah couldn't answer, her mouth had opened wide and a deep guttural moan flew from the back of her throat.
She pushed back to meet each of Kris' perfect thrusts.
She had never felt more full, more desired, and more possessed by another person in her entire life.
Kris wrapped one arm around Sarah's stomach and the other reached for her chest. He tweaked her nipples before tracing a line down to her clit. As he circled the sensitive nub, he took Sarah's earlobe between his teeth and whispered, "You better get Chelsea to cum hard, or you won't cum at all".
Sarah whimpered at the thought, her pussy clenching around Kris' cock as if trying to pull him deeper inside. She wondered how she was going to seduce Chelsea, and how she would even bring it up.
Kris must have sensed her hesitance, as he reached down and grabbed Sarah's chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. "I'll tell you what you're going to do," he said with a wicked gleam in his eye. "But first, cum for me".
Kris demanded, gripping Sarah's hips with both hands as he slammed into her even harder.
Sarah cried out, her pussy clenching around his cock as he continued to fuck her deep and hard. The feeling of him filling her up, the raw force of his thrusts, the sensation of him hitting just the right spot inside her, and the twisted desire to obey his evil request - it all became too much for Sarah to handle.
She felt herself about to cum.
Her body was shaking, her breath coming in short gasps, her mind lost in a white-hot haze of pleasure.
Kris, sensing her nearing climax, increased the tempo of his thrusts, and Sarah let out a primal scream as her orgasm exploded through her. Her body seemed to convulse, waves of ecstasy coursing through her veins.
Kris grinned as she collapsed beneath him, spent and panting.
"Good girl," he praised, running his hands through her hair. "Now, cum for me again."
Sarah moaned, her pussy still spasming around his cock. She didn't know if she could cum again, but his command sent a renewed surge of pleasure through her.
Kris continued to fuck her with hard, powerful thrusts, driving himself deeper into her tightness. Sarah's mind spun as she neared another orgasm, feeling herself slipping further into submission.
She had never experienced such overwhelming pleasure before, had never even imagined it possible. Kris's cock drove deep into her, filling her completely, and Sarah felt like she was being devoured, consumed by a desire that she couldn't resist.
"Again," Kris demanded, his voice still thick with lust. "Cum again for me, toy. Show me how much you love my cock."
Sarah could only whimper in response, the pleasure building inside her to an almost unbearable degree.
She could feel another orgasm building up, more intense and overwhelming than the first one. She clenched her muscles around Kris's cock as he thrust into her, her moans echoing in the room. Her mind was a whirl of pleasure and disbelief, unable to resist the pleasure Kris was forcing upon her.
Kris growled as he felt Sarah clenching around him, his own climax fast approaching. "That's it, whore.
Take my cock like a good little toy." Kris panted, his thrusts becoming more forceful and erratic. "Oh, you feel so fucking good."
Sarah couldn't help but moan as well, her body trembling at the intense pleasure rippling through her.
"Cum for me again, toy. Cum on my cock like the horny little slut you are," Kris growled, his hands gripping Sarah's hips firmly.
Sarah's mind was a whirl as Kris's filthy words drove her closer to climax. She couldn't believe that she had agreed to betray her best friend, all for this man's sexual pleasure. Yet, even as shame and guilt consumed her, she couldn't deny the overwhelming desire and intense pleasure coursing through her veins.
Kris continued to thrust into her, harder and faster now, driving Sarah closer and closer to the edge. She could feel herself on the brink of another orgasm, could feel the white-hot pleasure building up inside her again.
Kris fucked her deep and hard, his cock filling her completely, and Sarah felt like she was losing control. The pleasure consumed her entire body, and she couldn’t resist any longer.
She screamed out, her orgasm exploding through her again. Her body shuddered as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. She could feel the heat of his unusually large load shooting into the very back walls of her womb as her own body convulsed. She gasped for breath and collapsed under Kris, completely spent.
Kris pulled out of her with a grunt and Sarah felt a gush of fluid spill out of her well-fucked pussy.
He slapped her ass hard, a red handprint blooming on her fair skin.
"Turn over, whore. I'm not done with you yet," Kris growled, his voice full of raw lust and desire.
Sarah did as she was told, turning over onto her back. She was breathing heavily, her chest heaving up and down as she tried to recover from her latest orgasm. Kris climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between her legs.
"You belong to me now, toy," Kris said, his eyes burning with raw desire.
He grabbed her thighs and yanked her closer to the edge of the bed, spreading her legs wide open. Sarah's pussy was still sensitive from the intense orgasm she just had, but she knew better than to protest.
She obeyed and lay there, spread out on the bed like a buffet for Kris.
Kris, seemingly satisfied with her obedience, began to rub her clit in slow and firm circles. Sarah moaned, her back arching off the bed as he touched her where she needed it most.
The pleasure was building inside her again, the ache of need and desire growing stronger and stronger with each movement of his fingers.
Kris leaned down, capturing one of her sensitive nipples between his teeth. Sarah gasped as he bit down, the sharp pain mingling with the exquisite pleasure of his fingers on her clit.
He sucked and nipped at her breasts, marking her as his own. Sarah's breath came in ragged gasps as she felt herself getting closer and closer to another intense orgasm.
Each circle of Kris' fingers sent waves of pleasure coursing through her.
She moaned louder, unable to control her cries of pleasure, her hands reaching out to grip the sheets tightly as she neared her peak.
But Kris wasn't done with her yet. He moved his mouth from her breasts, down her stomach, and to her wet pussy.
Kris lifted Sarah's legs over his shoulders as he took in the sight of her exposed folds. She looked like a wet, hot mess, and he couldn't wait to taste her. Her pussy was red and sweaty, leaking a large amount Kris’ cum as well as her own up and down her pussy and thighs. Intrigued by the thick load of cum spilling out of her, Kris leaned down and extended his tongue, eagerly gathering the slippery fluid as if it were a dessert.
Sarah whimpered at his touch, her pussy still sensitive from her recent orgasms. She couldn’t believe mark would go down on her with her pussy being such a used mess - especially with his own cum spilling out of her. Given how rarely Mark went down on her, he most certainly would have never after she had been freshly fucked (even tho he had always worn a condom). His filthiness and confidence turned her on.
As she let out another orgams on Kris’ tongue again, he began to kiss up her body. His and her cum and sweat all over his face.
He kissed up her damp, supple stomach, savoring the scent of their bodies intertwined, until his lips reached hers. She tasted herself on him and wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer to her as they kissed.
She was sweating profusely from her earlier orgasms, her hair sticky against her head, and her heart was racing. She knew what was coming next, and the thought of it made her insides clench.
Without a word, Kris straddled her hips, his throbbing cock hovering just inches above her. Sarah's tits bounced as he positioned himself, her nipples hardening as she prepared herself for the inevitable.
"Yeah, that's right, slut," Kris growled in her ear.
"You're going to submit to my every desire, starting with Chelsea." He slid his cock back into her soaking wet pussy, and Sarah couldn't help but moan at the sensation of him filling her up once more.
Kris began to fuck her harder, his hips slapping against hers. Sarah's mind swam in a haze of desire and humiliation. She couldn't believe she was about to betray her best friend like this. But at the same time, she couldn't deny how much she enjoyed the filthy things Kris was doing to her.
She had never been so turned on, never felt so completely dominated. And she couldn't help but feel that this was the start of something new and exciting, a dark and forbidden world that she had never even dreamed of.
Kris continued to thrust into her, his cock filling her up and making her moan louder with every stroke.
"You like that, don't you?" he growled, his voice low and full of lust.
"D-don't stop," Sarah begged, her body already on the edge again.
Kris obliged, picking up the pace, his thrusts becoming faster and harder.
Sarah's moans filled the room, her body writhing in pleasure as Kris conquered her.
She could feel herself getting closer and closer to the edge, the pleasure building inside her.
Sarah's mind was a whirl as she became more and more lost in the feeling. The fuck session continued for hours, until Sarah passed out of pure exhaustion.
Kris didn't relent, continuing his kinky dominance over her into the night. He roamed over her body, spanking each ass cheek before starting on the task at hand - fucking her relentlessly, extraordinarily hard and long. Every limb was splayed, her head hanging over the edge of the bed, her red swollen pussy constantly being ravished, taken by those hard unforgiving dick, making her squirm and cry out in pleasure and agony all at once.
Sarah awoke the next morning in Kris’ bed. Her body spent, pussy used to find Kris long gone with a note.
“off to my next work trip. Use the loft as you need. Don’t forget - you don’t get my cock again until you’ve completed your naughty tasks with little miss Chelsea. Kisses, -K” With those words still lingering in her mind, Sarah was left with a sigh of acceptance. Kris was gone, leaving her alone in his stylish loft. She could feel herself still wet and tender from the night before. As her eyes wandered over the unfamiliar surroundings, she couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of excitement.
She took a shower, letting the hot water wash away the remnants of their intense lovemaking. As she stepped out, she wrapped a towel around herself and made her way to the living room.
She saw her phone blinking with notifications and froze when she saw it was Chelsea calling.
"Shit," Sarah muttered to herself, her heart racing. She wasn't sure she was ready to go through with Kris' sick request yet. But as the phone kept ringing, she reluctantly picked it up, pacing back and forth for a moment before answering.
"Hey Chels," she croaked, trying to sound as normal as possible.
"Sarah, I'm so glad you picked up! I need your help with something.
Can you come over? I’m at home. I’d love your help.”
Sarah bit her lip, hesitating for a moment. She knew what Kris asked of her, but she also knew that she couldn’t refuse Chelsea.
"Of course, Chels,” Sarah said, trying to keep her voice steady. “I'll be there as soon as I can.”
Sarah quickly got dressed, her mind racing with thoughts of what she was going to do.
She couldn't believe Kris had her in this position, but she wondered if she even had a choice at this point. She looked around, realizing she wasn’t at home. She had nothing to wear, and Kris had aggressively ripped her dress from last night. Then she saw it - Kris’ magic at work again, he had left out an outfit for her.
She approached it with a mix of curiosity and trepidation, knowing that Kris had chosen it specifically for her. The outfit consisted of a chic, off-the-shoulder white blouse with delicate lace trim and a pair of high-waisted, fitted black shorts that accentuated her slender figure.
Sarah hesitated for a moment before removing her navy dress and slipping into the new attire. She could feel the luxurious fabric of the blouse against her skin, contrasting with the pink lace bra she had worn the night before. She fastened the shorts, noting how they hugged her waist and hips perfectly, showcasing her legs in a way she usually avoided. To complete the look, Kris had included a pair of stylish black ankle boots with a modest heel, which she put on carefully.
She glanced at herself in the mirror, feeling a mix of sophistication and nervous excitement. Her cross necklace remained around her neck, a small reminder of her usual self amidst the transformation Kris had orchestrated. With a final adjustment of her hair, she took a deep breath, ready to face Chelsea in this unexpectedly bold and flirty outfit.