Broken - Sex Stories

Broken

I had her strung up by her hands, the tips of her feet just barley touching the ground. I frowned. She hadn’t woken yet and I was becoming impatient. I didn’t want to do anything until she was awake, it would be much more fun that way.

I took a walk around the dark cellar that I had prepared for her, taking in her body. I had not cut away any of her cloths and she was still drop dead gorgeous. The picture of her I had found online did her no justice, those pictures that I had spent my lonely nights with. She was just what I had been looking for. Young and naïve.

She was a solid ten out of ten, her ass was a nicely curved and she had perky c-cup tits but why she had become so popular online was her face. It was perfectly symmetrical and her jaw was very strong, I knew when she woke up I would melt into a pair of magical green eyes . Golden hair came just to her shoulder, I gently grabbed a handful and brought it to my nose, it smelt like summer. She looked like an angel in a long slumber waiting for her true love to come wake her. I wasn’t that true love.

I slapped her face lightly with the back of my hand and her eyelids fluttered a little. It took nothing less than sheer will power to keep my hands off other parts of her body. Like a boy that had just received a new toy I wanted to play.

“Wake up my slave,” I whispered gently into her ear, her eyelids fluttered once more and then they shot open, she slowly adjusted to her surroundings. I carefully stepped back into the shadows of the corner; I wanted to see her reaction to her situation.

“Ow my head” she said in a small voice. She tried to stretch her arms, the chains above her head jingling a bit. Alarm crossed her face when she looked up to her hands, more forcefully tugging at them, slowly swaying. She stretched out her legs touching the ground and with much difficulty was able to steady herself and take some of the weight off of her arms. Pain twisted across her face as she tried to find a comfortable position to no avail.

“Help! I’m stuck down here!” she shouted, she looked around and eventually saw me. The moment her eyes locked onto mine I melted like ice-cream on a warm summer day. “Please sir can you help me down from this?” I was too lost in her eyes to respond “Sir? Hello? I’m very uncomfortable, is there someone you can grab or…” she trailed off, realisation coming to her face.

“You did this didn’t you?” I managed a short nod, my mouth dry like sandpaper, I wanted her to continue talking her voice surrounding me and filling me with joy. “If its money you want my parents are very wealthy” I shook my head, confusion crossed her face “Well what is it that you need? I’ll do my best to make sure you get it, just loosen my hands I will not try to escape.”

“I have everything I want right here” I said, the voice sounding like it had come from another person. “You are mine,” I growled. She frowned at this not quite grasping the situation she was in.

“What do you ...