Part 15 – Sethy – Enslaved

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Part 15 – Sethy – EnslavedAUTHOR’S NOTE – For best effect, read parts 1-14 before this part. The main characters, Sethy and Shinny, are based upon the real women who are active members of the XHamster community, and much of these characters reflect the true women. This story is the property of the author and cannot be copied or used in part or in entirety without express written consent of the author. Sethy – Part 15 – EnslavedSETHYI was really proud of my team. We had made great progress on the project today. I had just cleared my desk and I was anxious to get home to see Rod and how he was doing. As I was packing my things into my backpack to head home, I noticed a little smile on my lips. Thinking that Rod was at home waiting for me made me happy. I realized that these days since he had arrived in Pohnpei had been some of my happiest that I could remember. It was good to have regular sex again, and it was good that it was good. I wondered if all older guys were also good lovers? Rod had the strength and stamina of men much younger than him. The sex was good, but what was even better was the sense of being loved. I could feel Rod’s love, and it had been a long time since I had felt that. He was always doing something for me – bringing me a cup of coffee, washing my back in the shower, giving me a shoulder rub. It felt good to be valued, wanted, loved. The poor boy had been beaten pretty severely by Hiro; I wanted to get home and see if he was feeling better.Everyone on my team had already left and the office assistant was gone also. I was surprised when I heard the office door open. Maybe someone left something in the office and they were coming back to get it. I grabbed my backpack and walked from the meeting room into the entrance foyer. Fuck! Hiro! What was he doing here??“Hello Sethy. Surprised to see me?” Hiro asked.I hesitated. I really was surprised. Really. Hiro was the last guy I thought I would see. “Uh, yeah.” I didn’t want to fuck around with Hiro, I wanted to go home, so I went straight to the point. “What are you doing here? What do you want?”“Sethy, I felt a little bad about beating up your grandpa boyfriend, so I came over to apologize. I’m sorry I kicked his old ass.” I looked at him and my bullshit antennae were beeping loudly. Hiro? Apologize? I don’t think so.Hiro continued, “Let me make it up to you. I have a bottle of Napoleon cognac at my place. Have a drink with me and let’s bury the hatchet. Then I’ll drop you off over at your place”.My bullshit detector in my head was now ringing even more loudly. “Thanks Hiro but I really need to go home now”. I looked directly at him and tried to say as sincerely as I could, “I appreciate your apology. It’s accepted. Thank you. But I really need to go”. Those words were really hard to say. I did not forgive Hiro, but I knew I could not tell him that. I hoped I pulled it off and he believed the words I just uttered.“Aw come on Sethy, just one drink. If you have a drink with me I will know you really forgive me. Then I’ll take you home to your old man” Hiro responded.Now I was on high alert. Hiro was not a guy who easily gave up. He was used to getting what he wanted. “Hiro, can I take a rain check? I just finished an all-day meeting with my team and I’m tired. I won’t be very good company”. That was all true and I know I said it sincerely. I looked over to Hiro. I was thinking please, please say yes and let me go home. Please…Hiro looked at me coldly, ”Sethy, I really must insist that you join me.”Shit. I knew Hiro and knew that he could be a dangerous guy if things did not go his way. I experienced that when I broke up with him. Shit. Shit. Shit. I’d better osmaniye escort go. If I say no again I don’t know what he will do. “OK, Hiro. One drink. Then please take me home. I’m tired”.We walked out to the parking lot and I got in Hiro’s car. There were no other cars there, so none of Hiro’s men had accompanied him here. I thought to myself that this was unusual. Hiro usually travelled with at least one bodyguard, and often two. Strength in numbers. Maybe he really was sincere and he didn’t want his men to see him apologize to me? I wasn’t sure.We arrived at Hiro’s. I told him I would prefer a cup of tea rather than the cognac if he didn’t mind. He said, “Anything for you, Sethy” and went into the kitchen. I put my backpack down on the sofa and sat down next to it. I really was tired. Hiro returned with a cup of tea in one hand and a cognac in a brandy snifter in the other. He handed me the cup. “Here, Sethy, just for you”. He chinked his brandy snifter up against my cup and looked at me. “Here’s to great things ahead, Sethy”.I responded, “Here’s to great things”. The warm tea was good and very sweet. Hiro had put lots of sugar in it. He didn’t make his tea that way before. Oh well, even though I don’t put sugar in my tea I thought I’d better not complain and just drink it.We chatted for a few minutes. I started to feel really tired. I began to feel unsteady sitting up. Woozy. Jesus, what’s wrong with me? I looked over at Hiro. “Hiro, what’s…” Everything went black.I awoke in darkness. My head was throbbing. I wanted to rub my head and found I could not move my right arm. I could not move my left arm either. What the fuck? When I tried to move my arms I could feel pressure on my two wrists, something holding them back. I moved my legs – I wanted to stand up. Shit! I couldn’t move my legs either! Something around my ankles was holding my legs in place. I couldn’t see anything. I was in complete blackness. Shit. What was going on? What happened to me? The last thing I remembered was sitting on Hiro’s couch drinking tea. Now here I was in the dark. I can’t move my arms or legs – I must be restrained. Restrained?? What the fuck? Why the fuck am I restrained? Where was I? I seem to be lying on my back. Whatever I was lying on, it was cushioned, neither hard nor cold. I thought to myself that at least I’m not lying on concrete. The top part of my body facing up seemed cooler than the back of my body. I could not feel any clothing on my body. Shit! Was I naked? Shit! What the fuck is going on here?? I started yelling, “Hiro! Hiro! Hiro! Help!! Help me! Hiro!!!”I heard a door open and saw a light turn on. It was not very bright and I could not see it directly. It was like a light in a hallway being seen from another room. I heard footsteps approaching and then a light above me switched on. I instinctively closed my eyes since they were used to the total darkness. After a few seconds of squinting, I saw a figure walking towards me. Hiro?“Hiro? Hiro? Is that you?”“Hello Sethy. Yes, it’s me. But you can no longer call me Hiro. Now you call me Master”.“Master? What the fuck, Hiro? What the fuck is going on?” I felt a sharp pain on my right breast as Hiro slapped it with his hand. Hiro responded, “You stupid slut. You are not listening. You call me Master now. Master.” He slapped my left breast and it really hurt! “Hiro, stop it! You are hurting me!” He slapped both my breasts again even harder than the first time.“Who am I, bitch?” He slapped my breasts again. Shit! It was really hurting!“Master. Master! You are Master! Please stop! Don’t hit me! You’re hurting me!” I screamed. I had my eyes closed in pain. When I opened osmaniye escort bayan them and looked up I saw Hiro’s face and on it was a cruel smile. His eyes were ice cold. There seemed to be no emotion behind them.“That’s better, bitch. You will always refer to me as Master now. If you don’t, there will be punishment.” He looked down at me with an evil smile. “Do you like your new home?”“What?! What do you mean??”“Bitch!” and Hiro slapped me across both my breasts again. “What’s wrong you stupid bitch? You don’t understand English? This is your new home.”“Hiro, what the hell is going on?” Hiro slapped both my breasts hard again, this time twice. Fuck! It really hurt and it seemed to hurt more each time he slapped me.“You are a dumb stupid bitch. But you will learn.” He slapped my breasts again. Each time he hit me there was the heavy sound of flesh on flesh and I’d get that electric shock of pain shooting into my brain. I closed my eyes to fight through the pain.“Where are we? Please take me home. Please take me home.” I pleaded.Hiro bent over me and moved his lips next to my ear and whispered, “But you are home, bitch. This is your new home. Do you like it? If you don’t, you will get used to it because you will be here a very long time.” He straightened up and spoke to me looking down at me smiling. “You are probably wondering how you got here. I d**gged your tea. Once you were out I brought you down here. You see, you are in my very own dungeon beneath my house. I hope you like it. And nobody knows you are here.” “But when I did not go home people will start to look for me. Pohnpei is not so big. My friends will try to find me” I said.“No, they won’t,” Hiro responded. “They think you are dead”.“What?? Why would they think I am dead?” my voice getting louder and more agitated. I didn’t like the direction this conversation was going.“Because the police found your body on the beach today. Your ID card was on the body. Everyone now thinks Sethy is dead.”“WHAT??” I screamed.Hiro continued to look down on me, smiling even more now. “Yes, Sethy, you are dead. And nobody will come looking for you. You see, in my job as assistant to the Attorney General, I see lots of low life and criminals who pass through the justice system. We recently arrested a woman for prostitution and she caught my eye. She had an uncanny resemblance to you. It turned out that she was here i*****lly from the Northern Marianas. And she was a heroin user. So when I dropped her body off on the beach early this morning with your ID card in her pocket, everyone will think that poor Sethy Taylor drowned. And nobody will be looking for her either. She was an i*****l prostitute. Nobody will miss her. So now she is dead. And so are you. At least to the outside world you are dead. But you will be very much alive here. Here in my dungeon. Now you belong to me.”I could not believe what I was hearing. My mind was racing a million miles an hour trying to comprehend what he was saying, but it just didn’t make sense to me. Hours ago I was working with my team in our office on our project and now I was shackled naked in Hiro’s dungeon and everyone thought I was dead. How could this be?? It was too much to understand. I just lay there speechless.Hiro saw that I was dumbfounded. The smile on his face looked even more wicked. “I see that you are having a difficult time comprehending your new situation. Well, let me help you up so that you can better understand what your new life will be like.” Hiro unlocked the shackles on both my ankles and then unlocked those on my wrists. He pulled me up by the wrists into a sitting position. I had a terrible pain escort osmaniye in my shoulders, probably because my arms were akimbo for a long period of time. I could see myself now and yes, I was naked. I was not happy about it but that was not a major concern at this time. Hiro helped me stand up on my shaky legs and walked me over to another piece of furniture. It was a short couch about 6 feet long upholstered in black leather with curved portions. The curve on one end of the couch was higher than the curve on the other end. There was a depression in the middle; it looked kind of like two rounded waves with a trough in between. There were stainless steel rings attached along the sides. He walked me next to the higher end and then pushed my body down so that my head was now in the trough. I felt him move one leg and then felt him fasten something around my ankle and heard a metallic click. Then he repositioned the other leg and fastened something on my other ankle and I heard the same click. He grabbed one arm, pulled it, fastened a leather cuff around my wrist and secured it to one of the rings on the couch. Then he did the same to the other arm and wrist. Shit! I couldn’t move. I was shackled to this couch, facedown with my ass up in the air and my legs spread.I heard Hiro’s voice behind me. “Well, my little bitch. Let me introduce you to your new job and your new life. Your new job is to be my slut slave. You will do as I say. You will obey your Master and please me. Your entire reason for living now is to satisfy my desires. If you cannot or choose not to, then you will be punished. Punishment will be long and painful, I promise. I think you will learn quickly.” I felt his cold hands on my ass then I felt a cold finger pushing into my asshole. “Uggggghhh,” I grunted. Once it penetrated it slid in so I guessed he had coated it with KY jelly. Shit! I don’t like anal and had tried it only twice. It hurt a lot both times so anal was something I did not do. Hiro knew that; he was the second one to try. He knew I didn’t like it and he knew I have a really tight asshole. That motherfucker!I felt cold KY jelly being applied to my asshole; then I felt pressure. Oh fuck!! That fucking Hiro is going to fuck my ass!! The pressure increased. It felt like the head of his dick pressing against my tight asshole. He kept pressing harder and harder and I could feel the head of his cock beginning to slowly enter my ass. “Oh fuck, Hiro, that hurts! You know how tight I am!”I felt his fingers in my hair and he jerked my head back towards him pulling my hair. Shit!! That really hurt!! “Who am I bitch? And I don’t care if you are hurting. You will take it”.“Master! Master! You are Master!” The pain from my hair being pulled and from my stretching asshole was relentless. “Oh Master! Fuck it hurts!”“Yes bitch, but you will take it, and you will learn to love it. Soon you will be happy to bend over and present your ass to your Master for fucking”. His cock continued to slide in and I could hardly breathe. My ass was so full. It felt like I was taking the biggest shit of my life. Soon I felt Hiro begin to slowly pump my ass. With every thrust it hurt like hell. Oh my God how long could I endure this? Then I remembered that Hiro usually came quickly, so I started praying silently that he would cum soon. That bastard! Hiro’s cock was neither thick nor long but It felt like a watermelon stuffed into my ass. Every time he thrust into me it hurt like hell. In a few minutes my prayers were answered when I heard him grunting behind me. “Oh you fucking bitch I’m cumming in your ass!” And a few minutes later I felt him pull his flaccid cock out of my ass. Relief!But there I was, shackled naked to a couch, ass up with his cum oozing out of my asshole. If everything that he told me was true, that everyone thought I was dead and they would not be looking for me, I was in a bad situation. Shit!To be continued…

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