jbscaptivestories: The Stories of Sophia and MarkSophia adjusted the top button of her sundress and

jbscaptivestories: The Stories of Sophia and MarkSophia adjusted the top button of her sundress and stared down at her cleavage. She was proud of her breasts, since most late fifty year old’s tits were sagging old bags. Hers thankfully were not. Her enduring shapely looks were just one of the many things she thanked god for, every Sunday at church.She tucked her crucifix down in between her proud pert breasts and then with a grunt picked up her old battered vintage suitcase. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. That she was about to walk up the dusty long lane to some remote farmhouse, to meet a man she had never seen in the flesh.Well, she had seen pictures of him as they chatted heavily online, and she had zoomed a few times with him, but she had yet to meet him in person. She knew he was much younger than her, only early thirties, and that he was a farmer. And through hours of online messaging, she had learned much about Mark, including all about his kinky demanding desires. Desires she secretly shared too, but to be on the receiving end of. As their online friendship blossomed, Mark opened up more and more, until finally he offered Sophia an invite. Proposing that she come and visit, even live with him for a while. An offer, that for the most dark secret reasons, she eagerly accepted.You see Sophia had a private, never before indulged in outside of her home, bdsm kinky streak. Yes, the late middle aged never married woman, who taught Sunday school to little kids and volunteered for every church function, wanted to be tied up and forced into intercourse. And yes, that’s how her prim and proper church going mind thought of it.Late at night after helping clean up the church, she would go home and strip to her thigh high stockings. Then she would plug her mouth with a pair of clean panties, holding them in with a scarf wrapped around her head. She would tie her ankles to the sturdy old four poster bed in her quiet bedroom and then lie back to masturbate herself into a screaming orgasm. Her lust filled mind, guiltily pretending a large man was braced over top of her and taking what he wanted from her, without asking.And when she was really horny, she imagined the same man was forcing her onto her knees, or maybe he was climbing up to straddle her chest. But in both dreamy instances, he held his long jutting penis out and forced it in past her gasping lips, something she had yet to ever perform in real life.Secret fantasies, her most guarded personal thoughts, that only one other person now knew. And that person lived in the farmhouse she was approaching with trepidation. Trepidation that was warranted, if she actually knew the truth of how far and extreme he would take her. ….Mark pulled aside the curtains and glanced out the window. His timing perfect to catch a view of Sophia shuffling along up his long laneway, along with the sun angle being perfect to illuminate the shadow of her legs, hidden under the thin fabric of her yellow sundress.He licked his lips as he studied the outline of her surprisingly trim body’s shadow under the dress. His mind racing ahead to how much fun it was going to be slowly cut it off. Mabe as she hung by her wrists, toes dangling and her freshly cum coated mouth blocked with a huge ball gag. Her toes barely touching the dirt floor of his barn as she screamed into her gag, and he began the long drawn out process of deflowering and debasing her. A process that she had no idea of how brutal and intense he intended to force on her.He swallowed hard and then shook his head. There would be time to enjoy all his darkest fantasies later, in the actual flesh. But for now, he needed to go greet Sophia and feel her out. He needed to see how willing she was going to be, in turning herself into his utterly submissive sex slave, or how much punishing training he might have to dish out to break her to that point.….Sophia yelped as the two chickens flashed past her on her way up the dirt and gravel walk to the grand wrap around porch. She wobbled on the extremely high heels she was wearing as they sunk into a soft spot on the path to the porch stairs. They were towering heels that she had bought years ago, but never worn in public. Saved for wearing around in the privacy of her home, dressed in nothing but black stockings and a pair of handcuffs. Dreaming she was a sex slave about to be paraded up onto to a stage, to be humiliatingly displayed and then sold.As she righted her footing and stepped onto more solid ground, somewhere in the distance a rooster crowed, a dog barked and to her amusement, a cow moo’d. She really was deep in the country she realized as she gingerly climbed the steps to the imposing big brown door of the huge farmhouse.The large door that flung open just as Sophia raised her hand to knock. She startled a bit and took a step back, almost falling back over her battered suitcase and off the creaking old porch. But a firm muscular arm wrapped around her waist in seconds and steadied her before she fell.Her breathing stopped for a second as the young chiselled face of the man named Mark, breathed over hers. A deep grin on his face as his hand slid down from her waist and over her left bum cheek. He gave it a squeeze and then said,“Welcome Sophia. Welcome to the farm…Soon to be your new home.”She could only nod. The feeling of him gripping her buttock so hard, making her flowered cotton panties instantly wet. She gulped and then blinked as he removed his hand by trailing it back over her hip. Her aroused sigh audible, as he turned around and invited her in.And she swore she heard him mutter something about “Getting it off of her as soon as possible.” As they passed through the doorway into the house. Taking a few steps inside she stopped and glanced around at the very farm house like décor and furniture.She flinched suddenly as the solid door closed firmly behind her, a click signalling he had locked it. She turned her head around in time to see him standing there, ropes and cuffs in hand. He looked at her with the most lustful gaze she had ever seen on a man, and he asked,“So, Sophia, you wanted this…remember? So you ready to begin? You ready to submit and be my full time slave? You ready for me to be your Master?”There was a long moment of silence as Sophia studied Mark and mentally digested his question. ‘He wants to get right into this, doesn’t he! No greeting or anything.’ she pondered to herself.And as if reading her mind, Mark stated plainly, “We’ve already chatted enough online Sophia. I know you, and you know me. You know that I want to make you, my slave. That I want to own you and control you…to bind you up and fuck you silly!” He smiled, stepping even closer to her, and then added with a wink, “So why waste time, I want you to submit now, so I can welcome you in style. And after I have relieved myself of all this sexual tension, then we can chat…If I haven’t left you gagged for the rest of the day.”Sophia visibly gasped, her thighs she squeezed together because the throb down in between her warm damp legs was so intense. She took in a deep breath and placing her hands behind her back, she nodded at the much younger man standing imposingly in front of her.“Yes Sir..I will submit to you. I will do what ever you command. We can talk later as you like.” She uttered, sounding surprisingly accepting and submissive, even to herself.Mark smiled at her and in his best dominant voice commanded, “Now undo the buttons on the bottom half your dress Sophia. Show me what is hiding under that thin fabric.”Sophia gulped, her hands shaking like crazy as she realized this was really happening, she was being commanded to show herself to a man. In ways she had never before in her prim and proper life. With trembling hands, she fumbled with the buttons, starting at her waist. She worked her way down and parted the yellow fabric, till she could feel nothing but cool air on her thighs and cotton covered mound. The matching light yellow fabric of her flowered underwear, making Mark smirk and lick his lips.“Oh that won’t do my dear. As my full-time slave, you will never be allowed to cover your pussy again. It will need to be free and ready to be accessed, at any moment, at any point in the day. You understand…Slave?”Sophia nodded up at him and then asked, “S..So …S.should I remove them?……Sir?” she stuttered out.Then she gasped as Mark’s hand cupped her panty clad mound. Both of them realizing that she was soaking wet down between her thighs as Mark rubbed her mound with his palm.“For a spinster school teacher, You are one horny bitch.” He growled into her face as his hand rubbed even firmer. Sophia groaned and shut her eyes from the intense pleasure throbbing thru her lower torso. Then she startled and yelped as Mark slapped her square on her cotton covered vulva.“Eyes open, always slave! I want to see what is going on in there as I fuck you, punish you and make you scream for mercy.” He gritted thru his teeth, using the pointer finger of his other hand to poke at Sophia’s now scrunched up worried forehead.“Whaa..” she exclaimed as Mark than grasped her by her neck. His grip strong and firm as he squeezed and plainly stated,“Now remove your fucking panties! Get rid of all your fucking big girl panties and throw them in the fireplace!” Sophia gulped nervously once again and followed his pointing hand to the stone lined fireplace on the far wall. There were fresh logs in it but no fire. She looked back at Mark and nodded as his grip released on her throat. He stood back and adjusted his very noticeable and sizeable erection trying to burst forth from his jeans. Nervously she began to shimmy the cotton underwear down her legs, till it pooled at her ankles. All the while feeling her sex throb more and more down in between her legs as she followed his orders.She stepped out of the panties, kicking out her still shoed feet to free them. Then she bent over, picked them up, and took them to the fireplace. “There Sir. They are gone as you ordered.” She decided to nervously voice.Mark tilted his head and looked at her, a devious smile forming on his face. “Aren’t you supposed to a smart school teacher…slave. Aren’t you forgetting something?”Confusion spread across Sophia’s face, and she shook her head as he stared at her.  Finally he uttered, “The longer you take, the more harsh your first punishment is going to be. And here I thought I would have to wait hours, maybe days, till I could find some way to fault you before I could thrash your plump ass and fuck your mouth!”Sophia’s face was awash in worry and continuing confusion, until Mark barked, “Come here slave. Time to learn a lesson.”He had in his hands the cuffs he had been holding earlier. Sophia’s nervous steps towards him, in her tall heels were short and tentative. Once in front of him, he twirled her around and grabbed her arms. “I am cuffing you for the rest of the day slave. Anything you need to do, will be with cuffed hands stuck behind your back. And thankfully there are many things you’ll being doing today that will not require your hands.”In short order he had the steel cuffs locked around Sophia’s slim wrists, shockingly tight. The feeling of really being cuffed and helpless making Sophia’s breathing hitch and her legs tremble. She stood there in fear and aroused wonder at what came next.Mark stepped around her, and in a spilt second her old battered suitcase he pulled in from the front porch. She watched dumbfounded as he undid the latch and then turned the case upside down, spilling all of its contents onto the wooden farmhouse floor.There in the pile of clothes were more of her cotton underwear and one lacy thong. The thong she had yet to ever wear. She gulped as she realized he had said, ‘Get rid of all your fucking panties.’She looked back at him and quickly apologized, “I am so sorry Sir…I should have paid better attention.“That you should have slave Sophia. Not very bright of a so called school-teacher. But I am sure you will gain some smarts over time as I punish you for such stupid behavior. Now be a good little slave slut and get down on your knees. I want you pick out every pair of panties you brought and place them in the fireplace. Where they belong. Though keep the thong, I may have use for it later.”Sophia dropped to her knees and reached her cuffed hands awkwardly around to begin rummaging thru the pile of clothes. When she picked up the first pair between her fingers and she began to stand back up, she heard Mark bark.“Again with the disobedience! Jesus slave you are in need of some serious behavioral adjustment. Did I say you could stand back up?”Sophia froze in her stance, up off one knee. She blinked and then lowered herself back down to the floor. The realization that she was supposed to stay on her knees, that she was to crawl on them to the fireplace, hitting her now.“I am sorry Mark…I mean Sir…I am so new to this. I will try harder.” She apologized with a bowed head.Mark grinned above her, his cock growing even harder if that was possible. He licked his lips and rubbed his jaw. Many ideas floating in his over aroused brain as he formed his next proclamation.“Oh you will be sorry once you are done in here. I am going to brutally punish your beautiful ass and make you use parts of your body, in ways you said you never have. Wet, slurping and swallowing kinky ways that a dirty whore like, slave cunt, like you, should learn to be experienced at.”Sophia’s whole body shivered at his words. Anticipation at his promised punishment and being called a slave cunt, making her insides ache and her pussy tingle with excited arousal. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was from being so verbally demeaned.Then Mark pointed at the pile of clothes as he took a seat in a rust collared high back chair. “And now, because you need to learn about using your mouth, I want you to pick out your offending ugly panties from the pile using nothing but your mouth. Then you walk over them over to fireplace on your knees, one a time.”“Yes Sir…I will Master…as you please.” Sophia murmured and eagerly nodded. She rooted thru the pile with her nose, finding a pink cotton pair that she soon had snagged between her teeth. As she was about to turn around and crawl to the fireplace, she heard Mark add.“And be a good dirty cunt and show me your bare ass as you hobble over there on your knees. Make some good use of them cuffed hands slave. Hoist up that dress over your lovely, about to be paddled bum. Wiggle your delectable and fuckable ass for your new master as you show me you can perform the most basic of tasks.” Sophia blushed and bit extra hard into the fabric of her panty. She clawed at the fabric of her dress, pulling up the yellow cotton with her cuffed hands, till it was bunched up over her waist. Then bum exposed she made her way clumsily to the fireplace.Wincing from the fact her knees were not enjoying his hard wood floor, she heard a soft chuckle behind her as she shuffled over to the fireplace and spit the panty onto the pile of wood. She turned around and faced a smiling Mark thinking,‘Why did I pack a pair for every day of the week plus another. Oh god.’….A few hours later…Sophia was bent over the homemade bench in another room in the large rambling house. She was panting and still holding her dress up over her smooth bum as he had ordered her to do almost two long hours ago, when she got her first taste of degradation and domination.She had diligently scrambled around on her knees completing the task of getting rid of her panties. An effort that made her knees ache, knees that were now enjoying the padded knee rest Mark had built into the ‘spanking and fucking bench’, as he called it.Sophia’s head tried to move up again to get a view of what Mark was doing behind her, but the rope he had tied up to and scarily around her neck and back down to the floor, kept her good and stationary. She was trembling as she heard his footsteps behind her exposed stinging behind.Stinging because for the last hour or two, she wasn’t sure, she had been forced into this demeaning position and punished. Bent over, ankles zip-tied, hands still painfully cuffed, neck trapped in rope and her ass exposed.An ass littered with red lines, thick and thin. All from the three different tools that Mark had savagely thrashed her buttocks with at intermittent moments. Coming in and out of the room as he pleased,  Sophia never knew when it was coming, she only knew it would hurt, intensely.“Learning your lesson slave?” he asked. Then he added, “And I must say, that thong on you looks fucking sexy. I can’t believe you have never worn one before.”Sophia scrunched up her forehead and shifted around on the bench. Her wrists hurt and she was getting tired of making sure her ass was exposed. The thong he had made her put back on was wedged uncomfortably up in the valley of her ass and wet humming over aroused folds.Exposed, trembling and captive, she wasn’t really sure what lesson she was supposed to be learning, except to realize Mark was now her Master and had complete control over her. She was his to do with as he pleased, be it painful, twisted or perverted. She had no choice.He strode around Sophia’s kneeling form. He was amazed that a woman of her mature age could still have such an amazing shaped ass. So nice looking, that when he looked at it, all he could think about was spanking and fucking it.And spanking, whipping and paddling it he had!  To the fullest amount of his enjoyment he could muster. He ran his hand up and over her warm glowing left bum cheek. “Well slave, are you learning your lesson?” he asked again more sternly. This time suddenly cracking the cane across Sophia’s quivering ass.She screamed and choked out a mournful, ”Yes ..Yes I am learning…GAWD AAAAAA! Pleassse no more..pleasssse!”She howled again as Mark picked up the small leather belt like paddle and he began slapping her right ass cheek violently back and forth. The last strike he delivered directly across her mound. Her sex almost visible under the soaked bit of cotton still covering her folds. The feel of the leather smacking her sex made Sophia howl and then whimper.“Yes…who? Come on you stupid cunt! Do I need to make you bleed before you get it right?” then he swung the belt around like a windmill, striking her ass constantly. Sophia screamed again and again, finally she blubbered out, “Yes Sir!..Yes Master!…Sir!…I am learning Sir!”In her mind she knew she would never make that mistake again. The throbbing pain in her ass unbelievable as she sputtered and apologized to her new Master. But even so, she tried to clench her thighs together. The equally intense throbbing in her pussy from his direct hits, so close to making her orgasm, she was in disbelief herself. Her whole body jerked as Mark’s longest finger suddenly pushed aside the soaking wet crotch fabric of her thong and dove into her slick slit. No warning just a sudden invading plunge, that made Sopia squeal.“Holy fuck, you are soaking wet, slave Sophia. Who knew you were such a kinky old slut needing to be whipped, caned and prodded. Which gives me an idea!” he announced to her, as he twisted his finger around inside her.He chuckled over top of her as he watched her hips shift and her red lashed bum tried to pump back into his finger. He stuck a second finger in her and then teased her by pumping away for a few moments. Then he pulled both out.“No pleassse Master, please don’t..I need …I need.” Sophia sputtered out, Her useless hands clawing at the air behind her back, but still making sure her sundress was pulled up over her hips. Her pussy had been so close to climaxing, so close to what she knew would be the most rewarding orgasm in her prude like life. She just wanted his fingers back inside her so she could cum.The she felt something in her hands. It was heavy and made of smooth metal. It was thick but then tapered as she felt it with her fingers. Then Mark placed its handle in her hand and she gulped deeply, having a good idea of what part of her body that would end up fitting in.Her imagination proved correct when Mark stated, “That’s for your tender tight ass, slave. It’s big, it’s long and it will most likely make you howl in agony the first time it plunges into your virgin ass. But it will be inspiration for you to follow orders, because to begin training your ass with something that big…well that’s just cruel. So…Don’t drop it…or it gets used…You follow?”Sophia nodded the little she could in her trapped position. She even made sure to utter, as spittle dripped from off her frightened quivering lower lip, “ Yes Sir..Yes Master..I follow.” Her lips that soon let out a shocked little squeak as Mark’s unsheathed, long bobbing cock appeared in her face. The tip of his large dick slid back and forth over her quivering lower lip. Her whole body tensed, because for the first time in Sophia’s 50 plus years of life, a man’s penis touched her mouth.It was smooth on her lips, and she tasted something tangy leaking out of the end. Her eyes glanced upward to see Mark standing there with a stern grin. His hips surged forward and the entire head of his dick went in past her surprised lips.With one of his strong hands on the back of her head, he told her, “Time to suck my cock slave. Time to learn what your mouth was made for. And this will be fast because I am so fucking horny for you right now…Oh and lastly don’t drop the anal tool, or I will drill your ass with it…. Mercilessly! That should teach you to concentrate on things!”Sophia murmured out something close to agreement around the head of his cock sitting inside her wet drooling mouth. The cock in her mouth felt foreign, yet oh so good and natural to her. Then it started to move further into her mouth. More of his long, velvet like, hard length filling up her oral cavity as she groaned in acceptance and lust.She whined around the intruder and suddenly in fear so wanted to pull back as it just kept entering her mouth. A panic beginning to set in. But the taut rope around her sore neck and his powerful hand on the back of her head kept her face stuck in his crotch as more and more of his cock dove into her slobbering mouth.Soon the large head of his cock was hitting the back of her throat and she gasping and choking. His hand pulling painfully on her hair and mashing her glasses into his pelvis. His hips were rapidly thrusting and Sophia could hear her mouth making the most loud wet messy sounds as Mark’s cock went in and out at high speed. She wasn’t in control of anything. She was just a vessel for him to put his cock into. And the more his hands pulled at her hair and the more violent and rapid his cock’s plunges became into her choking and gagging mouth, the more she felt her thighs clenching, her paddled and belted ass throbbing and her pussy aching to explode. Suddenly both his hands were on the side of her bobbing head and she felt something hot and liquid like shoot straight into her throat. He was ejaculating in her mouth she realized. She was making a man cum in her mouth. Mark roared above her. His orgasm the most extreme he had ever experienced. He was ramming his cock deep into Sophia’s sputtering mouth, while he firmly held her head steady. He realized he was basically skull fucking her and it made him yell,“JEEZUZ CHRIST SOPHIA…YOU….DIRTY ..CUNT….….YOU .ARE….AMAZING!”And all at once Sophia felt dirty, used, degraded and yet ..powerful. She was being used like the slave whore she fantasized about, and she was making this man lose his shit. Then to her amazement he abruptly pulled his still erupting cock from her mouth.She gasped and tried to gulp in air as she tried vainly to swallow his copious eruption of hot semen swimming in her mouth. Her gasps turning into shocked wet choking squeals as she felt Mark rip the thong clean off her body. Then his hands braced his weight on her hips and without warning he drove his cock deep into Sophia’s drenched and spasming pussy. Pushing his rock hard dick into her tight slit, till his entire length disappeared form his vision and his pelvis stuck to her red lined bum.Sophia felt him fill her up in just that split second thrust. Then his hips were hammering into her thrashed red bum cheeks. She screamed loudly in pain and in deep, all consuming pleasure. Her body tensing and ready to release as her new Master pounded his cock into her with extreme force. In just mere minutes she had gone from never having had a man’s penis in her mouth, to having had a slave master shoot his load into her throat and now ravage her tight pussy. It was what Sophia had wanted so badly for years and with that thought…she was able to erupt.The orgasm ripped thru her unlike anything she had ever achieved with just her fingers. She screamed thru the mess of saliva and cum still dripping from her tired mouth. Her bound feet jerked, and her trapped hands fisted and then clawed at nothing behind her back. Her head bowed and as the most intense part of the orgasm hit her. Mark’s dick buried deep inside her and exploded again. His hot cum filling up this end of her and Sophia almost blacked out.….A few minutes later…Sophia almost had her breath back. Her eyes she was blinking rapidly in an effort to clear them of the tears she hadn’t even realized she had cried. She tasted and felt the tangy remnants of Mark’s semen dripping off her lower lip and chin.Suddenly Mark’s lower body came into view and she rolled her eyes up. Her questioning face looking up at him as she said, “That was amazing Sir..Truly amazing…Maybe tomorrow we do something similar again?”Sophia was waiting for him to untie her neck rope and maybe even release her cuffed hands. She wiggled her fingers to get the life back into them and then froze. Her sudden worried eyes glancing back up to Mark’s.There he stood, his cock still half erect and hanging out of his jeans. His face stern and punishing looking. “Tomorrow slave…tomorrow? HA! I ain’t anywhere near done with you yet. I have some punishment to dish out on your virgin ass…don’t I?” he told her as he nodded at the floor.And there Sophia glimpsed for the first time, the cruel looking anal tool that she was supposed to still be holding. She opened her mouth to beg, to maybe scream, but nothing came out as Mark forced back in his slick cock. Its length covered with the juice of her own spent pussy, which she now tasted for the first time, of what would be many.Then he said, “Suck it slave. Suck it again, while I ponder out loud and possibly give you a choice.”His hands went back into her hair and he pulled her gasping and sputtering shocked mouth deeper onto his shaft. Even smacking the back of her head to make sure his cock was seated as deep as it could go into her gasping and gurgling mouth.“Tell you what slave, after you make me cum in your mouth, I will give you choice. I either insert the fun tool in your ass for fifteen minutes as you blow me again! Or I paddle your ass for 100 strokes and then…Hehehe…You blow me again…”And with her no longer virgin lips, sealed like a cock swallowing pro around Mark’s re-hardened dick, she moaned and groaned thinking about what choice she would pick. The pain and suffering she knew she would endure from either, making her clit come back to life too and her thighs once again began to clench. Another explosive orgasm building either way..End of part One…Many more parts to come…. -- source link

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