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The Rider part 3

Blog Post-3-17-2016-The Rider part 3

She looked at the sandwich for about two seconds, then tore into it and devoured it quickly.  Ken wasn’t sure she even chewed it.  As he took another bite of his sandwich, she unceremoniously announced, “I have to pee!” and turned to get out of the cab.  That plan came to a quick halt as her ankles reached the limits of the very heavy chains she was still shackled in.

Ken let out a loud laugh.  “You are going to fall right out of this truck on your face, girl.  Hold still for a minute and I’ll come release you.”  He walked around the truck, opened her door. Using the keys on his ring he unlocked each ankle cuff, grabbed her by the waist and lowered her to the ground in front of him.

He went to take a step back from her, but she grabbed ahold of him and pulled him into her as she quietly whispered, “So, what exactly does a Dominant do?  Will you show me please?”

“Little girls shouldn’t ask questions they can’t handle the answers to,” he said with a straight face. He set his jaw, and that vein suddenly appeared again.

A devilish smile spread across her lips as she leaned in closer and said, “Oh, when I get back from the bathroom, I’ll be asking.”  She gave him a quick and unexpected kiss on his lips and turned to skip off to the bathroom.

When she returned, he was still outside the truck. She walked up to his face and asked again, “Show me what a Dominant does.”

His vein pulsed harder and he was becoming visibly agitated when he snapped, “I’m warning you girl.”

“Show me,” slipped from her lips just as hers grazed his in soft, yet brief kiss.

In a motion so fast she could scarcely believe a human capable of such speed, He grabbed her by the ponytail and tilted her head back.  He unceremoniously drug her around to a side compartment where he reached inside and retrieved a large hank of rope, then continued to pull her over to a nearby tree.  With his free hand, he threw the rope up and over a sturdy limb.  He then proceeded to bind both of her wrists above her head, finally securing the tag end of the rope to her ponytail.  She was now hanging helpless by her wrists and hair.  Suspended there in the dark, away from the lights of the rest room, she felt as though she should feel afraid, but she never uttered a sound.  She watched with her heart nearly leaping from her throat as his demeanor began to change.  Adrenaline was coursing through his body as he unbuckled his belt, gave a sharp tug, and ripped it through his loops.  He walked around behind her trembling body, and in on fluid, almost choreographed motion brought the belt down across her tiny short covered ass in a loud THWACK!

Mimi let out a loud moan of unexpected pleasure, turned her head as far as she could until her wide eyes met his.  “Please Sir.  Again,” she begged.  Ken marched up to her and jerked her tiny white tank over her head, leaving her unable to see what was coming next.

He stood in front of her, admiring her perky breasts and her fully erect nipples for a second before bringing down his open palm in four full-force slaps, twice across each nipple.  Again, she begged for more.

Without even undoing the button, he forcefully ripped her tiny shorts off her hips and let them fall to the ground at her feet.   He walked behind her again and began a rhythmic pattern of hits to her now bared behind, leaving red welts that he could only describe as beautiful.   He continued until he noticed the juices running down her inner thighs, and he stopped to admire her body’s response.

With an almost indescribable need coursing through her veins, Mimi began begging Ken to fuck her.  She felt his hands run from her hips, up her sides, over her arms and up to the knots keeping her hands bound.  He released the rope and scooped her up into his arms and carried her to the back of the trailer.  He carefully set her down on her feet and opened the large double doors.  There, laid out so beautifully, were blankets and a pillow.  Mimi grinned like a child as she jumped up on the back bumper and hopped onto the awaiting bed.  She turned to hold out her hand to her soon-to-be lover.  He reached under the edge of the blankets and pulled out another set of chains and cuffs and quickly clasped them around her wrists.  Her face bloomed into a giant wicked smile as she admired the steel cuffs and pulled against them to find they were secured to the floor of the trailer.  She looked up to say something to him, just as the doors shut and locked, leaving her in complete darkness.

To be continued….

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29 thoughts on “The Rider part 3

  1. Noooooo!!!!! I’m not so quietly sulking that you ended this installment right here. lol

    Love your writing and subject matter. 🙂

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  2. I want to see what this Dominant does too, though locking her in the back was a nice horny lil twist

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  3. Oh my what has she got herself into? I sense a little of the real in this Amelia I hope it was fun 😉

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  4. Mr Modigliani on said:

    Oh I’ve been missing something good! I will give back and start with the first installment

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  5. Oh, I love the twist! Can’t wait for more.

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  6. What a great write. And you ended this a the most excrutiating moment. Excuse me while I adjust my pants. Mimi is curious and a tease. How delicious. I am not a dominant by its definition, but I am extremely dominant in bed. So, I was excited by this piece. Next installment please.

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  7. Mr Modigliani on said:

    Ok he is grinning ear to ear on this story. The steel, the truck, the rope and belt. Next comes the electrical tape and the black hood. (ok… I’ll keep quiet and wait…)

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