I had turned on my email this morning, just to see… MASTER had not emailed me, but he thought I had deleted my account. HE, however, sent me an email, titled My cock is so hungry today. Funny, my boypussy was very hungry as well. I opened the email and it said how badly he wanted to fuck me. It was a dilemma. MASTER had instructed me that only he was to arrange this. But I had deleted my account and freshly reactivated it, so I replied “I know, and I want to feel you inside me, want to feel you cum in me deeply, but I haven’t talked with MASTER in weeks”. He replied that I had to resolve that one, he just wanted to fuck. I told him I wanted to be fucked. He then said he wanted me tied to the headboard again, to which I agreed, and he explained that this time it would be different than the first time, that he has time today, that he wanted me like before, tied to the headboard, and asked me again if I still wanted him to fuck me. I replied yes, and told him I would be ready when he got here.

I once again stripped and took the rope with the noose knots on the ends, put them behind the headboard, and pulled. I was once again trapped, and he was coming to me again. I was once again immediately hard knowing what was going to happen….

I heard him enter the house and come up the stairs. I looked back as he entered the room, he smiled to see me exactly as before, hands secured out to the sides by the rope. He walked up alongside the bed and began stripping, I watched, he was already hard, and I saw a little drip of precum on the slit of that beautiful cockhead. He told me to look straight ahead as he climbed onto the bed behind me, I complied. I heard the lube container click closed, and felt the coolness as he smeared some on my waiting manpussy. He then came up behind me, while on my knees, and positioned his cockhead….he was not lying when he said this would be different; the previous time he had caressed my body, relaxed me a bit, it was clear that this time would be different. He began to push his cock inside of me relentlessly, hard, not gentle as he had before. I cried in pain as he opened my hole up so rough and relentless. He was not interested in allowing me to adjust to his size or his penetration into me; he snickered as he continued to force his cock into me. Once I could feel his balls resting on my cheeks he immediately began to withdraw, once again not allowing adjustment, and began to thrust in and out of me. “Oh Yeah, take it” he said as he began to fuck harder and harder. Tears ran down my face from the pain, but there was nothing I could do, I was tied and I was his. This was so far from my first times…..I was getting a taste of what I had asked for so long ago with MASTER- being someone’s property. Although this was mutual, I began to regret what I had done, responding to this man’s email….I had written I wanted him, but this….he was not interested in me other than a place to fuck and leave his cum...at that moment I realized that I had consented and made myself his willing rape victim. The tears flowed, the pain turned to numbness, and finally he ground his cock into me so deep as he filled me with his cum, that cum that was the product of his rape of me…..

He withdrew when he was done depositing his cum deep inside me, and lifted my head by the top of my hair. “Did you tell your MASTER that I was coming to fuck you?”he asked.

“No”, was all I could answer.

“Well you will now. I’m going to undo your hands, we are going downstairs, and you’re signing on to your email, and you will forward him the emails from this morning. Then you’re going to come back up here and re-tie your hands, agree?”

Thoughts of escape raced through my mind, but I was naked, and so worn down from this consented raping I had received, that I nodded my head in agreement. He loosened the noose knots on my wrists, and I complied, walking downstairs and turning on the computer.

“Get me two more pieces of rope while it’s booting up” he ordered. He walked with me as I went and retrieved a few pieces of rope. “Tie the noose knot on one end of each”. I complied, and then signed on to my email. “Forward our emails to your MASTER”. I complied. “Now back up and tie your hands again”.

I had a horribly sinking feeling as I started back up the stairs…that I was in way over my head. But I walked up, put the rope back on my wrists, and pulled against the headboard, tightening them and sealing my fate….

He didn’t follow me up right away, instead I heard him typing on the computer. I was trapped, tied to my own bed, a willing rape victim for him to use. He finally came up a little while later, and without saying a word, lifted my right leg, putting the noose loop around my ankle, then doing the same for the left ankle. I must have gone flush with fear at that point, but he wouldn’t have noticed because he pulled me, by my legs, down to a laying position on my stomach. He then tied the ankle ropes around the footboard of the bed, and I was very, very helpless and immobilized. He walked up alongside the bed to check the wrist nooses, and I could see him growing hard again. That cock, growing, was still beautiful, and I could feel myself yearning for it, wanting it again, even though I knew that it was going to be simply brutal…and then he continued preparation. “You will be silent. Don’t cry out, don’t moan, don’t make a sound or you’ll be punished”. He pulled out sound-killing earmuffs. The kind I had used when shooting, and put them on my ears. I couldn’t hear anything. And he took a burlap bag, and put it over my head, so I couldn’t see anything. I was scared, terrified actually. And my body continued to betray me because I was so turned on, so hard, and so ready to have his cock back inside me, raping me again. I complied with his demand for silence as I could feel the bed shifting, as he came up behind me again. He lifted my hips and slipped a pillow under, positioning me a little more open, with the ropes all very tight. Even though I was at this point very very afraid, I began to relax, I knew the more relaxed I was the more I would be able to take him. I felt the lube smeared on my pussy again, and felt his hot cockhead at my hole. He thrust in me. Hard. All the way. There was nothing even remotely gentle, and I exhaled quickly, but didn’t make a sound. He was immediately pounding me. I can only describe it as brutal, he fucked me so hard. I went again from searing pain from the penetration to numbness, yet he kept fucking me. I know that once a man cums the first time, if able he can go for a long period the second time, but he just kept fucking me, hammering his cock into me, changing position of his legs but never pulling out. I just laid there, immobile, being used. And use me he did. Being unable to hear and see made it seem even longer, and yet he kept on pounding his cock into me. Finally he ground his cock deep inside and bred me again, leaving his rapeseed inside me for the second time. He climbed off of me and left me there, tied, immobile, and still, body betraying mind, wanting more…..

I knew he had come back when the bed moved, shifting. I felt the cold lube being applied, and tried once again to relax, but knew that this would be even more intensely brutal than the last one; I had never personally been able to muster more than two loads in any day in many years, and he was going to rape me again. He used the same brutal penetration as the last time, ramming himself deep inside me, causing so much pain. He then immediatel begain fucking me so hard, pounding his cock inside, hammering me again like the previous fucking- I was so tired, sore, and scared, yet he pounded me mercilessly. And my body continued to betray my mind, I was rock hard and couldn’t cum, leaking precum constantly as he hammered in and out of my manpussy, waiting to take his rapeload, have him breed me yet a third time….finally he came, once again deep inside me. He pulled out and took off the hood and the earmuffs.

“I am now your MASTER’s enforcer. If you thought this was bad, try to leave him again, faggot cumslut. Now when I untie you, you lay here for 20 minutes until you get an email. Don’t’ open your eyes, don’t move. Understand?”

I nodded yes, and he untied my ankles and wrists. I didn’t move, kept my eyes closed. Finally I heard an email notification. It wasn’t from him, it was from MASTER….