Model Slave Pt. 02 Ch. 04

This is basically an erotic love story and of course all characters are over 21. It will definitely not start out as a love story, but it will get there. The Model Slave Series contains BDSM, bondage, exhibitionism, and lots of kinky sex. IF you don't like these things then this story may not be for you. Please vote often (fives are most welcome) and of course please leave constructive comments.

PS - This is Model Slave II and Model Slave III won't be far behind. If you have fantasies, ideas, etc for new stories please let me know, that includes twists on existing stories and I will see what I can do. Many of my stories have started out that way.

Model Slave II

Chapter 4

Madison woke slowly the next morning, feeling drugged or hung over. Her muscles protested as she tried to stretch herself awake while the sheets caressed her still sensitive body parts. She was untied and could move around the room. She groaned painfully stretching her sore muscles combined with her sensitive and equally sore nipples and pussy. As she lay in bed reliving yesterday's events it felt like an erotic dream, but her aching body convinced her it was real.

Madison wanted to think logically about everything that happened yesterday. With the sensory onslaught and her minds unwillingness to let go of the bliss she felt, she had been unable to think logically about her time in the photography studio and her kidnapping. She had always been impulsive and knew that her stunning figure and gorgeous face would get her through anything that happened. She had rough patches before, but a sexy walk, a smile, a wink or a daring outfit always got her out of it, and she never had to pay or suffer for her stupid mistakes. It was her impulsive nature that had prompted her submission to the photographer, but also her yearning to test her sexual limits.

She had been happy and even joyful back home, but nothing and her entire life compared to the Nirvana she experienced yesterday. The erotic pleasure had taken control of her mind and body, and she had eagerly submitted to physical sexual magic. In her own mind, Madison had logically planned her whole life's path and none of it included the bondage, and wild orgasmic jubilation she experienced the photographer's studio or in the hands of her leather clad cowboy. Now she was being held hostage and while she knew sex, bondage and maybe even some pain was in store for her, but she wasn't worried. Her sexualized body got her through some touch scrapes, and it would again, besides last night had wild torment and unbelievable sexual satisfaction.

However, exhibitionism was something she knew she needed, wanted, and craved. All her life she needed to be the center of attention, but her modeling career had made her realize just how much it was a part of her. It was her sexual identity, her sexual necessity and without an audience she could never reach the height of her sexual rapture. Even now, her ravaged, aching body wanted more, more exhibitionism, more teasing, more bondage and more unrelenting orgasms.

The question she was asking herself was: can she go back to her old life's plan, or should she embrace this new sensual path? While she was trying to logically chart career path, her hands began to caress her body in response to her subconscious cravings. Her hands hefted her breasts as her fingers reached to pull on her nipples. The minute she pulled on her nipples a jolt of passion rocked her body banishing all logical thinking from her mind. She had to have this.

As her hands continued to tease her breasts, Madison knew she had her answer. She couldn't abandon these feelings; they had always been part of her, and she was just allowing the feelings to be controlled by someone other than herself. But that is the question, can she give her body, heart or mind to someone else? She was conflicted, because she really craved the exhibitionism, the bondage, the incessant teasing, and the unending climaxes. However, she really was narcissistic and ultimately couldn't allow someone to have control over her, or could she?

If she was honest with herself, she craved and needed this controlling passion. First the photographer and now the man at the club had shown her what bliss her body is truly capable of if she lets go. She stopped thinking and let her hands roam her body luxuriating in the soft sensual caresses. She let her mind drift away as her hands softly delved into all of her secret places. She dreamed of being tied, teased, and finally allowed to orgasm uncontrollably. Only the need to take care of her morning bodily functions took her away from this luxurious, sensual indulgence.

She knew if she continued down this path, days like yesterday could become her norm. She thought about what her parents and her friends would say about yesterday's photographs, and she knew they would disapprove. However, yesterday's wild erotic and passionate day was the most thrilling and exciting thing that ever happened to her. If she was candid with herself, she wanted to feel it again. She knew this was her last chance to go back to being an arrogant and self-centered model, but she was locked in a room with a masterful man keeping her captive. Days like yesterday were her future and the huge man holding her captive had already shown what her prospects looked like, unless she could escape.

Maybe that was it. Yesterday she had responded to the erotic stimulation with lust, unrivaled hunger, and jubilation. Her body responded with all her athleticism as she contorted in spastic euphoria and maybe that was sexy. In any case, she knew she couldn't abandon the overwhelming erotic and sensual passion. It was part of her now and she had no real choice. She knew her captor wanted to take her and make her his. The thought excited and terrified her, but she had confidence that she could win, just like everything in her life. She would just need to adapt to whatever happens.

She went to the small bathroom, cleaned up inside and outside. When she exited the bathroom, some food was on the side table. At that moment she knew she was being watched. She searched the room looking for any cameras or peepholes and found what looked like two pinhole cameras. The scent of the food made her tummy rumble and still naked she sat on the bed and slowly ate. Her mind was spinning thinking of what all of this meant, and she developed a plan. She was going to give her pervert a show that would make him reveal his intentions.

After breakfast she began a series of athletic stretches that loosened her body and relieved the aches in her muscles. She knew that her nude stretches were also erotic, and she would get her captor's attention with or without his cameras. She started with a forward fold and when she grabbed her ankles, she made sure she was showing her tight ass and womanly folds to one of the cameras. She held the pose for thirty seconds and moved to the downward dog for another thirty seconds.

As she moved, she could feel his eyes roaming over her arms. legs, tummy, and breasts. Her libido heightened making her stretches more sensual and erotic. She smiled thinking of the hulking man watching bug-eyed as she stretched her lithe figure. She even envisioned him stroking himself as he watched her. Her tease had already engorged her nipples and made her pussy very wet. She loved the tease and was turning herself on as well as her captor.

She moved to a cat pose, then cobra pose, cow pose, ending in a camel pose. She held each for thirty seconds. With each pose she would twist and shimmy to make sure her captor got a great look at her stretched and lithe body. Every time she showed him more of her nether regions, tiny waist or succulent breasts, she felt a tremor in her womb and her yearning increased. She had started wanting to escape, but now she only wanted him to take her like a caveman. By the time she had finished her sixth pose her belly was trembling with need, her nipples were engorged, and her pussy lips were slick with her nectar.

For her stretching finish she went into a traditional backbend that showed her flexible and supple body in glorious light. She held the pose for over thirty seconds and was about to release herself to begin other exercises when the door slammed open.

When Rocky burst into the room Madison's heart leapt and everything was happening exactly the way she had predicted. She was now back in control, and she was going to tease him until he did her bidding. Her stunning figure had mesmerized him, just as she knew it would. A teasing smirk crossed her face as he stood frozen in the doorway. She rocked her hips in an inverted seductive belly dance in an effort to tease him just a little bit more.

Now she knew she had him just where she wanted, but his hot gaze was having its effect on her as well. His eyes felt like molten caresses crawling over her skin and her body instinctually responded. Madison was trying to squash her body's response, making sure she was in control, not him. Still, she felt butterflies in her stomach and an ache deep inside to really feel something more.

Rocky let the door slam shut behind him and with a hard look of determination, he quickly closed the distance between them. Before she could relax her pose a mouth closed on her clit, while hands mauled her breasts and she swore that she heard him mutter, "You are such a teasing a slut, but I'll show you!"

His strong arms, massive chest and enormous thighs held her in place as his mouth and hands poured ecstasy into her already enflamed form. She gasped, whimpered, and moaned as he lifted her off the floor still in her backbend. Her back began to ache, while her stomach knotted, and she felt like a weightless doll while his hands and lips played with her. His mouth and tongue thrashed her hardened clitoris and sent her barreling towards a massive climax, then he stopped and threw her on the bed.

He stood over her as she cowered in a combination of aborted ecstasy and fear of the huge man glowering over her. Rocky kept his voracious look on his face, but inside he smiled as her look of teasing confidence turned into one of panic. He leaned down on the bed with his face inches from hers and whispered menacingly, "You love to tease, don't you? Well teasing me elicits a response that you may not have intended. Don't move or I will have to restrain you. If you're a good girl, you might even get some orgasms, but either way you will remember this."

She knew the man was powerful and could break her in half if he wanted too. His massive arms, legs and chest frightened her, but also excited her. But it was his stern and hypnotizing eyes that really conquered her. She had known that her teasing would send him over the edge. Rocky was not someone that would stand by to watch or masturbate while she teased, and she knew there would be a price to pay. Madison wanted his attention, wanted his hands and lips on her skin, she even wanted to feel him inside her. So, she teased him to provoke him, and she eagerly awaited his torment, punishment, and the ecstasy it wrought.

Rocky hovered over her watching her face waiting eagerly for his attack yet to come. Her eyes darted between his eyes and lips while licking her lips and her breathing became shallow and rougher. He saw twitches around her lips and knew she would never be able to stay still as he taunted her. A wry knowing smile danced on his lips just before his mouth descended and dominated hers. Rocky's hand wove through her hair, grabbing a hand full and immobilizing her head. His tongue invaded her mouth with sure and quick precision leaving her gasping and desperately wanting to hold him, while at the same time wanting to escape.

Rocky was sucking the air from her lungs and panic rose in her chest. She felt lightheaded with her chest arching into his massive chest. Madison's body seemed to have a mind of its own and seemed to want this beast to take her like a barbarian. No, she couldn't let that happen, she had to fight back. Her clinched fists began to hammer on the brute hovering over her.

His thick solid muscle didn't give an inch against her tiny fists. She felt as if she was hitting a brick wall and the arm controlling her head was like a band of steel. Her mind was spinning in a thousand different directions. She knew she had to get away and her fists continued to pound against this immovable hunk of man. At the same time, she felt a primitive craving inside her, and she didn't want him to stop. It was all very wanton and carnal with her greedy body demanding physically scandalous treatment.

His aggression was strangely raw, pure and wildly untamed, yet sensuous. Even as she fought him, she knew this was what she had always waited for and the yearning inside her was not to be denied. She began to understand that he was not an ordinary man, his wildness drew her to him, and she wanted to run with his madness not try to tame him.

As Rocky's mouth continued to devastate her lips and tongue, his other hand began caressing her silky naked skin. His hand started at her hip, crossing her naked belly climbing towards her heaving naked breasts. To Madison, his caresses were like liquid fire making her hips squirm as the craving inside her continued to build. His caresses were gentle while demanding and forcing her body to respond by giving its smoldering consent.

Madison clinched her fists knotted in the sheets, trying to restrain her need to give and take him back into her arms, but she knew that wasn't what either of them wanted. She arched her breasts into his chest dying to feel him against her skin, but he pulled back with a scowl on his face. She knew she had done wrong but couldn't stop herself. Rocky whispered, "That is the first and last time you disobey. Next time you will be bound and punished."

Rocky's mouth descended again to her mouth sending ripples of desire surging through her. His mouth traveled down her neck, nipping and licking as he went. She arched her neck into his sensuous kisses and apparently this was allowed because he kept devouring her delicious neck. Madison clinched her hands, digging her fingernails into her palms as she fought her body's desire to feel more of the fervor his man was pouring into her.

When his lips made the leap to her breasts, she trembled keeping her hands from pulling him to her anxious nipples. But when his lips began to lash her engorged nipples and his teeth nibbled on her enflamed nubs, she lost control. Her back arched while her hands grabbed his hair and pulled him to her deprived nipples. She couldn't see Rocky smile as he pulled away from her.

Rocky knew she wouldn't last long. Madison was too willful and spoiled to give her body to someone that could give her more bliss than she had ever experienced. He quickly grabbed her wrists and bound them to a pair of handcuffs already attached to the headboard, placed a ball gag in her mouth and buckled it behind her head. He ogled her squirming form, watching her muscles and tendons carnal dance beneath her silky skin.

He knelt over her saying, "You are mine now and you can't control what is going to happen. I'm going to watch how you respond and use that knowledge to take you to places you've never dreamed of. By tonight you will know what it is like to have a man conquer your mind, body and soul. I want to see the side of you that no one has ever seen. I want to see your fantasies and fears. I want to see the darkness inside you and the light you give to those you love."

He looked into her eyes and saw the desperate need glowing there. He knew she had never experienced anything like she was about too, but her fantasies included things the desires she craved. He smiled mercilessly as he breathed, "When you can't control what is happening, I challenge you to control the way you respond to me. Your true power is to choose the way you respond to desires you can't control, and my job is to find your unknown desires and bring them into the light."

His mouth once again began punishing her lips and stealing the breath from her, but his words sent chills coursing through her body. She had looked him in the eye and seen his demons, but his demons only fueled her desires. His eyes were demanding and for the first time in her life she wanted to give herself and her body to someone. Her arrogant narcissism faded into the background, she couldn't think, and the carnal desires of her body began to take over.

Madison's mind was at war with her body's deep passion and her hearts craving to feel what his words told her would happen. Her body could already feel things she had never experienced, and she knew this was only the beginning. Her mind justified the feelings, because she was bound and unable to control anything that happened, at that point her mind gave into anticipation of bliss to come.

Rocky's lips were teasing her aching nipples while his fingers slid down her taut straining belly and began tormenting her soaked pussy. Her hips lifted just like her breasts into the exquisite torment, begging for more. Madison felt her orgasm rushing towards her with her muscles tightening in anticipation and then his fingers stopped. Behind her gag she screamed, "Nooooooo ... Nooooooo ... Please ... Please ... Don't stop!"

Rocky smiled and kissed his way down her straining belly and softly licked her engorged clitoris. Madison's hips strained again lifting her pussy into that delicious tongue, but he pulled away again. Every few seconds Rocky would lick her clit, keeping her on the ragged edge of a climax, but never letting her achieve it.

Madison's body showed desperation by arching her breasts and hips towards her tormentor, to no avail. Likewise, her face's anguish was evident on her furrowed brow, her eyes pained, and wide-open stare and her lips pursed indignant line. Her moans, whimpers, begging, and squeals continued behind the gag. Then Rocky captured her wildly flailing legs, binding them to the outsides of the headboard with additional handcuffs, folding her in half, leaving her sex wide open, exposed, and vulnerable to whatever he desired.

Madison had never felt this vulnerable, exposed, and defenseless before, but something about it excited her. Yes, the unknown aspect left her apprehensive, but despite this brute's size, strength, and domination, she didn't feel as though he was going to hurt her. Quite the opposite his undivided attention to her body's erogenous zones and response to his teasing left her with the impression that he was going to give her the sexual night of her life.

Just being bound the way she was sensitized her body. Madison could feel the air swirling over her nipples still wet with Rocky's saliva. She could feel eddies of air trying to cool her wet inflamed pussy lips aching to be touched. Her clitoris throbbed waiting for a touch, a lick, something to send her barreling towards her orgasm. Finally, when Rocky gently caressed her clit, it was like bolt of lightning with a gasping, shuddering, moaning breath revealing her needy craving.

Rocky continued to caress her clit and pinch her nipples, keeping her the ragged edge of an orgasm. Back and forth, up and down, he kept her bound tight body teasingly close to the climax she craved. But for Rocky there was something missing, he needed the music of her whimpers, moans, gasps, and breathy cries. He admonished her, "No begging or screams when I take away your gag" then he removed her ball gag. He hoped her love music was just what he needed, and it was. Madison didn't scream or plead but with a combination of deep gasps and shallow moans kept up a constant sonata of, "Ooooooooooooo, Oh Goooooddddd, Yyeesssssss, Pleaseeee."

While her figure and face were stunningly flawless her response to his teasing torment was perfect. She celebrated her bondage and his taunting caresses with twisting, straining, dances of her muscles and tendons under her skin. Her voice added the extra retort to his exasperating and constant tease. She never yelled or cursed him and seemed to delight in the punishment she had wrought with her nude stretching tease.