5am

God, Youtube sure is running slow tonight, it doesn’t help that I have dialup.  Dialup? Geese, what’s that, does anyone still even have that?   Well I do.  This is such a slow piece of shit, good thing Comcast is on their way to my place tomorrow to install my modem for high speed!!  It probably doesn’t help that I am also trying to get some homework done and talking on aim all at the same time!  Suddenly I get one of those messages saying that someone who is not on my list wants to talk to me.  I accept it as always, my friends are always changing their names, so I just accept with out even looking.  The IM window came up and the name saying hello read: deathnight1.  I read the name a few times trying to figure out which of my friends it was. 

Deathnight1: you don’t know me, so stop trying to figure it out.

Gotaloveshawn: who are you?

Deathnight1: I told you, you don’t know.

Gotaloveshawn: I want you to tell me right now.

Deathnight1: Are you trying to order me around?

Gotaloveshawn: Yes, TELL me!

Deathnight1: Ha, funny little girl you are, demands will get you nowhere with me, child.

Gotaloveshawn: I am not a child.  Tell me who the hell you are, NOW!

Deathnight1: My name is Mark, child

Gotaloveshawn: You’re right, I don’t know you.  So this conversation is over, good bye.

Deathnight1: Wait Jessica!!

Gotaloveshawn: How do you know my name?

Deathnight1: I know a lot about you, my child.  I have many sources.  Have I intrigued you enough to keep you with me a bit longer?

Gotaloveshawn: I guess, what do you want?

Deathnight1: I want YOU, my child!

Gotaloveshawn: That’s funny Mark, and now I am done with this conversation

Deathnight1: No your not.  You want me too, I know you do, I have read the stories.  You may not believe this, but my last name is Calloway, that’s right.  My name is Mark Calloway, the Undertaker.

Gotaloveshawn: Bullshit!

Deathnight1: I’ll prove it, my child.

Gotaloveshawn: Stop calling me that

Deathnight1: No – sending request for Gotaloveshawn to view Deathnight1s webcam-

Gotaloveshawn: Fine, I’ll play along for a little bit –accepts invite-

Deathnight1: See, my child, *waves into the camera* it is me.

>> The camera window pops up on my end and to my surprise I see the Undertaker sitting in a chair with no shirt waving to me.  I can’t believe what I’m seeing, I stare at the image as he continues to give an evil grin. 

Deathnight1: Have I scared you away, my child?

Gotaloveshawn: No, I’m just trying to figure this out.

Deathnight1: There is nothing to figure out, my child.  I have been to your site a few times and have read the stories you have written, I have also read the ones you have suggested others read.  You see, my child, you have captured my interest, then once I saw that you put all of your contact information on your site, I just had to try to talk to you.

Gotaloveshawn: that makes no sense Mr. Calloway.

Deathnight1: Taker, child, call me Taker

Gotaloveshawn: Fine, but this still makes no sense.

Deathnight1: Sure it does, and even if it doesn’t, why does it have to?

Gotaloveshawn: Because, I don’t believe a word you’re saying, but I am confused because I am seeing you typing to me as I say this.

Deathnight1: There is no need to worry about the legitimacy of myself, child, I assure you that I am the Undertaker, and I promise that I have contacted you for fun only.

Gotaloveshawn: Fun? What kind of “fun” would that be?

Deathnight1: The kind of fun you talk about in your stories.

>> I think back to my stories and can only thing of one type of “fun” that he is looking for

Gotaloveshawn: I think I’m done, Taker, thank you for the complements, but I don’t think any of this is a good idea, I need to go. 

Deathnight1: Don’t go, please, I can make it worth your time, trust me

>> I was so confused by this point.  I couldn’t believe what he was saying, but I couldn’t deny it either, especially since I was watching him type to me.

Gotaloveshawn: You have one minute to talk me into staying

Deathnight1: OK, if you stay on with me I will show you a time like nothing you have ever written or read before, and I will come see you, how does that sound?

Gotaloveshawn: How do you know I am even legal for that kind of “fun”?

Deathnight1: You are my child, I have checked you out already!

Gotaloveshawn: You’re freaking me out.

Deathnight1: Do not be afraid, I just want to show you a fun time, and give you some experience of what you write about, you know nothing of what you write, but you will once I am finished with you!!

Gotaloveshawn: I want to know what this is all about, honest, but I don’t think this is a good idea.

Deathnight1: Please, do not be afraid child, I will walk you through it, you can trust me.

Gotaloveshawn: Ok, Mark, I’ll pretend for just a bit that I don’t have any bad feelings about this and that I do trust you. 

Deathnight1: Good, I’m glad.  You will see in no time, those feelings will go away, then you wont want me to ever leave you alone for even a moment. 

Gotaloveshawn: Ok, we’ll go with that for now, until you prove it. 

Deathnight1: It won’t take me long, my child.

Gotaloveshawn: Why the hell are you calling me that?

Deathnight1: Because!

Gotaloveshawn: Good answer.

Deathnight1: It is getting late for you, my child, I will see you tomorrow.

Deathnight1 has signed off

>> Great, what the hell am I getting myself into?  Well I think I’ll try to get myself some sleep, if I can get to sleep after this one.  I wake up only 2 hours later and get dressed in a rush to be at school on time.  I hop in my car with only minutes to get to school before the bell rings, I will be late for sure.  Since there is no chance to get there on time I stop for a coffee on the way.  I get to school and go through it like any other day.  That Deathnight1 guy is on my buddy list throughout the day, but he doesn’t say a thing.  I figure that he was just some idiot messing around last night, and thought nothing more of it.  I deleted his name from my list and laughed it off.  I left school a couple hours early today because I was going to the wrestling event in Pittsburgh this evening and wanted to get out there early.  I went home for a bit first to finish an assignment before I left.  I was planning to stay in Pittsburgh for a few days to check out some schools and see if I would want to live out there long enough to attend one. 

While I was finishing the assignment he IMed me again.  I couldn’t believe it.

Deathnight1: Hello my child!

Gotaloveshawn: You have got SOME nerve!

Deathnigth1: Why do you say that?

Gotaloveshawn: You were on all day and didn’t say a thing to me.

Deathnight1: Yes, I’m sorry about that, I am busy during the days.

Gotaloveshawn: Good cover up.

Deathnight1: It’s true.

Gotaloveshawn: Fine.

Deathnight1: I see your coming to the show tonight.

Gotaloveshawn: Yeah.

>> I don’t have a clue where he is getting this information.

Deathnight1: I also see you’re staying in a shitty hotel and have scheduled some school visits.

Gotaloveshawn: Yeah.

Deathnight1: Well I have taken the authority of moving your room to a room at the Marriot across from the Mellon, I have also rescheduled the visits you had planned for the next day seeing as you will be with me

Gotaloveshawn: What the hell???

Deathnight1: Calm down child, I’ll take care of you… stay in your seat after the show and I will come for you, trust me child. 

Gotaloveshawn: No, Mark, I can’t do this anymore, I am not going to just drop everything and jump at YOUR command, Jesus, who do you think you are?!?!

Deathnight1: JESSICA!! I will not allow for this kind of disobedience, you will now have to prove your loyalty to me

Gotaloveshawn: I don’t have to prove shit to you, you ass.

Deathnight1: I thought you were going to go along with this, my child?

Gotaloveshawn: Yeah, that was before you started changing my life for me when I haven’t even heard your voice, or even know for sure that you are who you say you are.

Deathnight1: I have proven who I am, but now you must prove yourself to me, stay in your seat after the show and I will send for you, if you don’t show you will not like the outcome.

Deathnight1 has signed out

>> God, what an ass, I mean who the hell does he think he is.  I am not going to just drop everything and go with a complete stranger just because he thinks he can get away with threatening me. 

            I got my assignments all turned in and was ready to go spend almost a week in Pittsburgh.  I got my bags and packed the last few things.  I threw it all in my trunk and began my way to the Mellon Arena for tonight’s show.  I had a small dinner at the Hard Rock and parked my car.  I was about 4 hours early, but I wanted to see the guys coming in.  It was weird because I was the ONLY one around.  The guys trickled in so slowly.  It was almost boring, I played on my cell phone between arrivals. 

            Later that night the doors were opened only about ten minutes before the event.  I had just enough time to pay an outrageous amount for a drink that would probably get spilled.  I had decided against bringing the Undertaker poster, and had even changed out of the Undertaker t-shirt I had originally planned to wear, I didn’t want to encourage him if he did follow up on his word.  I sat and took my many pictures and screamed for my favorites, including the Undertaker!  I couldn’t help it.  It was amazing, he came out and looked right at me, even though he was rather far away.  I couldn’t help but feel intimidated, and I got very quiet and sat in my seat silent for the rest of his match until he left.

            After the show I sat in my seat watching the people move slowly out as I normally do.  However, today I was contemplating whether I would stay in my seat until I was sent for, or if I would just ignore him and leave.  I did check at my original hotel, and it had been canceled for me and I was rather upset, so I would have to stay if I would want to have a room in Pittsburgh for the night.  I was so confused, I didn’t know what I should do, or what I wanted to do. 

            I decided to stick around, my curiosity is going to get me killed some day.  Soon after the arena emptied I saw a man walking toward me and I knew he was going to tell me one of two things; leave, or come with him.  He told me to come with him.  At that moment I got sick, violently sick.  I was able to control the urge to throw up or pass out from the nerves.  I gathered my camera and followed the man down to ringside.  He climbed over the black barrier then helped me over it.  I then followed the man up the ramp to gorilla position and down the stairs.  It was a much darker setting at this point.  Then we moved back into the locker room area and the light returned.  Neither the man or I spoke the whole time we walked.  He led me through a long maze of halls before we stopped and he said the only thing he would before he walked away.  “Wait here.”  The man then disappeared around the corner, and I suddenly needed him back here, I did not want to be alone right now, I didn’t care that the man was not social I just wanted another human with me, near me. 

            I could hear the teardown crew hard at work in the distance, and the faint sound of a shower running.  The shower stopped just minutes later but the crew continued.  I had an intense urge to run, something was telling me to get away, NOW.  I didn’t listen.  Soon I hear the slight sound of a door handle turning.  With wide eyes I looked at the door I had been standing in front of for the last ten minutes and knew it was him finally coming for me.  A new height of fear and curiosity swept over me and I was not sure which feeling was winning out, or which to listen to.  It was too late to run now, he was seconds from seeing me, and I had no time to get away, he would see me.  I stood there, probably looking like an idiot, waiting for this man I have never met, to come for me.  Finally, after what seemed like an hour, the door opened.  And there he stood.  I could tell that I only come to his shoulder, if that.  His hair was still wet, almost dripping. His pants were tight, and his shirt was barley holding its weave against his muscles.  Dare I look at his face, dare I make eye contact, am I so brave.  I began to look higher.  His hair was long and black his face looked hard, but his mouth was set in a wicked grin, his eyes were burning into me.  I looked right into them, now I knew why they were commonly called acid green.  I got lost in his eyes, as if under a spell.  I couldn’t and didn’t want to move.  I continued searching his eyes for a clue, anything and couldn’t find a thing except the fact that he was examining me as well.  I grew self conscious, suddenly I could not, for the life of me, remember why I picked this outfit when I had such better combinations for this meeting.  I didn’t even know why that mattered, or if it even did. 

            Neither of us moved or talked for the longest time.  He then made the first move.  He came toward me, held my chin in his palm, his hand so big and strong.  He forced me to return my gaze to his eyes.  Then, still without saying a word, he shoved me into the wall and crushed me with a kiss.  The suddenness and strength threw me off and I couldn’t breath.  My body sagged into his, which must have shown him some sort of submission because he deepened the kiss, taking even more air from me.  I was responding as much as I could.  He tasted so good, I grew dizzy, everything began mixing together and I couldn’t hear or see anymore.  I didn’t need to, my life could have ended right here, as I thought it was going to, and I would have died happy.  Seconds before I was about to pass out he took his mouth from me.  The sudden ability to breath gave me a rush of a headache and if I wasn’t pinned between him and the wall I would have collapsed.  I stood there, barley, trying to regain my breath and he moved to my mouth again.  I knew there was no way I would be able to keep up with this man.  This time the kiss was gentle and I was able to keep his pace.  I wrapped my arms around him feeling only muscle.  I felt his hand slowly moving up the inside of my shirt.  I didn’t care.  I didn’t care that there were people a few feet away that could walk in on us at any moment.  Nothing mattered, his kiss was taking me to another world, one that I never wanted to leave. I felt his hand move my bra and cup my breast in one hand, I let out a quiet moan.  He began to pinch and squeeze it, I let out another moan and felt a low grow come from him.  I hoped that we wouldn’t be doing this right here, not all of it any way.  This was fine, I didn’t want him to stop.  He was right, we haven’t even spoken yet, and I don’t want to be away from him ever again.  Suddenly he removed his hand and broke the kiss, I almost fell from the sudden change.  I looked at him worried, almost about to cry.  “We can’t do this here, and if I keep this up I won’t get to do what I have planned.  Get yourself straightened up and let’s get moving.”  I straightened my bra through my shirt and gathered my camera bag.  Then I followed him to the parking lot.  Oddly, my car had been moved, though the keys were in my pocket, to right beside his.  “Take your things out of your car and put them in mine” He told me then got in the drivers side of his car and shut the door.  “Thanks for the help.”  I mumbled.  I quickly made the transfer and sat in the passenger side, buckling my seatbelt.  When I was settled he started the car and took off. 

            Once we were moving I began to play with the radio.  I found a good song and left it on and noticed him just shake his head.  I was thankful he didn’t turn it off, it would be too awkward.  It was a short drive to the Marriot and we were soon at the drop off area.  We got out and handed the keys to the man standing there.  He smiled and told us he would have our bags to us within the hour.  Mark mumbled a thanks, handed him a large bill and walked into the hotel.  I followed behind him, not sure what to be doing.  He then turned toward me and let me catch up to him.  He put his arm around my waist and placed a kiss on my forehead.  All my fears of this being a bad idea, that this man was an ass were thrown out the window at this point and I was proud to be seen with him, to just be held by him.  We walked like this to the front desk to collect our keys.  The manager smiled and handed over the keys “enjoy” she said.  “We will,” smiled Mark. We continued like this to the elevator.  Once on board and alone he began the kiss again.  God, I was getting dizzy again.  The door opened and he led me to a room, opened the door and let us in.  I walked in and froze.  I saw Kane sitting on one of the beds, naked.  Taker locked the door and turned to see my reaction, then grinned.  “What’s wrong my child?” he asked.  I couldn’t talk.  “That’s fine child, you don’t need to speak” he replied.  He moved in front of me blocking my view and ripped my shirt off, the bra going soon after.  They were both thrown in a pile at the corner of the room.  I wanted to cover myself but didn’t have time.  Taker again slammed me against the wall, much more forcefully this time, and began kissing.  I couldn’t think, all I knew was that I was willing to do anything it took to please this man, this man only.  I did not want anyone else involved I didn’t want anyone else touching me, and I sure as hell didn’t want anyone else fucking me.  Panic set in again.  He started fondling both breasts this time.  Rough movements, they were getting sore.  He was squeezing and pinching until they were numb and hard.  I was starting to cry, but did not want to disappoint Taker.  As we were kissing I was able to recollect myself and calm down before he broke the kiss and saw me like that. 

            Taker then broke the kiss and looked at Kane who was enjoying the show, a bit too much.  He was hard already.  I could see it from where I was and I was scared to death of what I knew Taker was going to ask me.  “Kane, come here,” Taker demanded.  Kane almost fell trying to get over to us fast enough.  Taker seemed amused.  Taker looked at me and smiled.  “Get on your knees, child” he ordered.  I looked at him, possibly trying to plead with him.  I saw no leniency in his eyes.  I slowly knelt on the floor, knowing what I was to do, but I wasn’t going to do anything until I was told to, holding on to every last hope.  “Jessica, this is your punishment, this will also show your loyalty to me, I want you to make my brother cum.  And I want you to swallow all of it.  Do you hear me?  Don’t waist a drop.  Understand?”  “Yes,” I said almost crying.

            I took the man’s dick into my mouth slowly trying not to cry.  I then felt Takers hand on the back of my head.  “More.”  Taker ordered.  I swallowed close to and inch more, but he was so big that it was going to take a little bit to get used to his size.  Taker then pushed my head forward over his dick and I began to choke, I ended up swallowing all but an inch.  Kane was moaning already, enjoying this.  I let a tear escape.  Taker was holding my head firm and would not let me move.  I started choking more and finally he released my head and I pulled back right away coughing.  Kane’s dick fell out of my mouth and I could tell he was upset, but Taker was outright furious.  “I’m sorry,” I said between coughs.  “You’re gonna be if you don’t get better at this real soon.” Taker said.  I could tell that I needed to figure something out, fast.  I swallowed a few times then took the man’s dick in my hand and just barley licked the tip.  “Oh Jesus!” Kane moaned. I then took just the tip in my mouth and started sucking and licking and throwing in a small nibble.  Kane threw his head backed and mumbled something that now one would have been able to understand.  He then had to put his arms in front of him and lean on the wall behind me for support.  I took him out of my mouth and licked the underside then lightly blew on the tip, cold air.  I then took as much as him in as fast as I could until I felt myself about to cough again.  I continued to suck, and moved my mouth up and down on him then began massaging his balls.  He was moaning and mumbling incoherently, then his legs began to shake slightly.  I moved my other hand up his stomach and felt his muscles tightening.  I knew he was going to cum soon so I sped up my pace and sucked harder.  He began to curse, then I tasted his cum in my mouth.  So hot and salty that it almost make me sick, but I did as Taker said and didn’t waist one drop. 

            Kane continued to lean against the wall until he could walk again then walked over and sat on the bed next to Taker.  “Well Kane, how was she?”  “Jesus, Mark, you got a good one!”  “Is she worthy of me?”  “Hell yes.”  Kane said whipping the sweat from his forehead.  “Do you think she has paid proper penance?”  Asked Taker.  “That, and much more.”  Kane said as he began to pull his pants on.  “Enjoy, bro.  I’m going to take a cold shower and go to bed.”  Kane pulled a shirt on and walked out the door leaving us alone. 

            Mark sat there looking at me and I didn’t move.  I could tell he was looking at me even though I found a spot on the floor and stared at it.  I wasn’t sure if I liked that whole game he just made me play, but I wanted to make him happy.  I was willing to do anything it would take to make him pleased.  He stood up and circled me.  He grabbed a handful of my hair and used it to pull me up.  I yelped out in pain and turned to face him.  He was smiling and I was feeling as though I hated him again.  He crushed down another kiss on me and, now that we were alone, I wanted him more than anything.  I felt him slowly pushing me toward the bed as we kissed and soon I felt the bed touch my legs.  He pushed me again and I fell back with him never breaking the kiss. 

            We kissed for a long while before he broke the kiss to pull my jeans and panties off.  He ripped the blankets off of the bed while he was standing, then laid him self on top of me again to resume the kiss.  As we were kissing he entwined his fingers with mine and swung my arms above my head.  I was too lost in the kiss to realize that he had cuffed my arms above me to the bed.  I didn’t notice this until he sat up to look at me, I tried to sit up with him to continue the kiss, but my arms were bound.  My eyes became wide and panic again set in as I realized that I was helpless.  However, I could not help being excited and turned on by this predicament.  Taker let a low laughing grow escape as he watched the realization and following emotions play across my face. 

            He stood up and stripped in front of me and I couldn’t wait for him to start, couldn’t wait to find out his plans, and play his game.  When he was finished he went to the bottom of the bed.  I had my legs up and bent at the knees.  Taker starred at me, then grew impatient since I didn’t move.  He bent over and wrapped a huge hand around my ankle and pulled it out hard.  I gasped and watched as he pulled a rope from the bed post and proceeded to tie my ankle down to the bed.  Since I saw where this was going I moved my other leg out for him to do the same.  I saw him smile.  He took my other leg and tied it down as well, I tried to move the first one as he was doing this and there was no give.  I couldn’t move it at all, there was no way I was going to get out of this.  I was thrilled and terrified at the same time. 

            He circled the bed to the other side and moved a hand down my body.  It was a gentle touch and gave me goose bumps.  I was amazed at what one simple touch had done to me.  I wanted to reach for him and pull him onto me.  He moved to the top of the bed and stood over my head.  He looked me over and I tried to look up at him, but, because of the pillow, I could only see the top part of his head.  He bent down and placed a kiss on my forehead and another one on my lips before he produced his next surprise, a gag.  He placed the thing in my mouth and I lifted my head without even being told and he secured it tightly around my head.  “Good girl,” he said as he finished.  “You catch on rather quickly, you will be rewarded.”  I was proud of myself, I was pleasing him.  He moved to the side again and sat at the edge of the bed, on the lower half.  He circled his hand over my stomach and moved down one thigh and up the other.  I was getting so turned on by this point.  He then moved his hand over my most sensitive part.  He then quickly shoved his thumb inside me.  I tried to gasp, or moan, but all I ended up doing was jump.  He laughed at my response.  He moved it in and out of me with a rapid pace.  I was able to get a few moans out and with every one he heard he was able to move faster.  Just when I thought he could go no faster he removed his thumb and replaced it with two fingers.  I let out a silent scream.  He laughed again.  He began moving faster, again with each moan.  Soon he entered a third finger, I thought I was going to die, but I knew he was only just beginning.  He continued to pick up pace.  I began to shake, I was about to cum.  He moved them in and out a few more times, and just as I was about to cum, he pulled them out.  I groaned with disappointment only to receive another laugh from him.  I saw him put his fingers in his mouth and suck them clean, he moaned.  

            He sat there for a while letting me regain control of myself, then knelt between my legs.  I watched as he bent over and took my breasts in his hand, squeezing them.  Then he began to pinch the nipples.  It was light at first then he applied more and more pressure until I ended up arching my back to him.  He grinned and took one in his mouth.  Sucking hard, then biting, I thought for sure he was going to draw blood.  I gasped in pain and tried to pull away from his mouth but I couldn’t move far and he held on with his teeth, so pulling only made it worse.  He lifted his mouth to move to the other.  “Keep pulling away, child, it only makes it hurt more!”  I already knew this, but nodded my head yes any way.  He took my other breast in his mouth and did the same with it.  As he took it out of his mouth, though, he scrapped his teeth along it.  I closed my eyes to the pain.  “Keep your eyes open,” he said as he reached down and bit my nipple hard again.  I jerked my eyes open and vowed, to myself, to keep them open the rest of the night. 

            Taker began kissing down the center of my body until he reached my pussy again.  He began flicking his tongue against me, I was wet by now.  He moved slow and soon had his tongue inside me.  I moaned again and closed my eyes. Not even realizing I was doing it.  I felt a sharp pain where his mouth was and opened my eyes.  “I told you to keep your damn eyes open, don’t fuck up again, child.”  He bit me!  I nodded my head yes again, I was so upset for allowing myself to close them again.  I found a spot on the ceiling to stare at, thinking that would help me to keep them open.  It did help, and he continued his torture of my pussy with his mouth.  I felt my release coming again.  “Don’t you dare cum yet.”  He pulled away long enough to say.  I didn’t have a clue how I would stop myself, but I sure as hell was going to try.  Taker continued fucking me with his tongue and started to use his fingers as well.  He was testing me, and I did not think I would pass his test.  It was becoming too much, I wouldn’t be able to hold it much more.  The fact that I have held it this long amazed me, I was ready to cum about 20 minutes ago. 

            I was able to control it until he looked up, he stopped at just the right time for me, I would not have been able to hold it a minute longer.  “See, my child, you can control yourself for me.  I am pleased with you.”  I was happy at his complement but annoyed that he would not allow me to cum. 

            He moved on top of me and smiled.  “Lift your head.”  He demanded gently.  I picked my head up and he removed the gag.  “This is your reward.”  He whispered in my hear, then kissed me again.  I could taste myself during the kiss and loved it. 

            He continued to stare into my eyes and he raised his body, and positioned his member at my opening.  I was so glad that he was finally allowing me to enjoy him in this manner.  He kept my eyes as he slowly pushed into me.  Once I felt him fully enter me I let out a loud moan.  I saw a fire in his eyes and wanted him to start moving.  “What do you want from me, child?”  He asked quietly.  “I want you to fuck me.”  I breathed out.  “Hard,” I demanded.  “As you wish, my child.”  He pulled almost the whole way out of me and slammed back in receiving another loud moan from me.  He did this a few more times, “Jesus Mark!”  I said breathless.  I heard him laugh as he continued to pound into me.  As I watched his eyes, I could tell that he was about to cum.  He buried his head in the crease of my neck and growled as he started to cum.  Then suddenly he bit into my neck, it stung and hurt like hell, but for some reason, turned me on and I came with him.  I yelled out as I came, “holy fuck!!”  We laid there breathless and sweating.  Taker kept his head in the crook of my neck and we fell asleep like that. 

            Awhile later I woke up to Taker untying my ankles.  I stayed quiet and watched him undo the ties so carefully.  He finished and noticed I was awake, smiled at me and moved to release my arms.  It felt so good to be free and able to move again.  I moved everything that I hadn’t been able to move for the last 5 hours, then stretched.  He watched me and seemed amused.  “Ready to go again?”  He asked with a laugh.  “Hell yes!” I answered.  “First, were going to set a few rules for you.  From now on call me master, and you are not allowed to make a sound unless I tell you to.”  I nodded my head and waited for my next command.  “Get on your hands and knees with your cute ass facing me, now.”  He demanded.  I did as I was told quickly.  “Good, now take a deep breath and hold it.”  He was behind me doing something but I did not dare look back at him and only had one idea of what his next game was going to be.  I soon felt a coolness on my anus and knew it was a type of gel.  This confirmed my thoughts.  Then I felt a sharp pain and knew it was one of his fingers.  “Let your breath out.”  He commanded.  I did as I was told.  He slowly pushed his finger in further and further as I adjusted around him.  Once he was in as far as he could go, he kept it still, allowing me to get used to the size.  As we waited he rubbed his hand slowly over my back and buttocks.  He began moving his finger in and out and I gasped, but remained quiet. 

            I felt him curling his finger in me and stretching me and it felt purely amazing.  I wanted to cry out and tell him how much I was enjoying it, but I knew better.  It was a privilege to be restraint free and I did not want him to have to use any type of restraint.  He quickly added a second finger without warning and I screamed out.  SLAP, I felt his blow on my right butt cheek then another one on my left.  “QUIET!”  He demanded in a yell.  I closed my eyes to the pain and talked myself into being quiet for him.  He began his movements again at a faster pace and I remained quiet.  I was breathing heavy again when he added yet another finger and more gel.  He had all three fingers going in and out at a fast pace, it was so hard not to moan or beg for more.  “On the floor, child.”  He demanded as he pulled all three out of me.  I scrambled to get to the floor in front of him in the same position. 

            No sooner had I gotten on the floor had he been positioning himself to enter me again.  He pushed himself in with one quick painful motion.  I again screamed in pain and was punished with two dizzying blows to my ass.  He started to move right away, not giving me any time to adjust.  I was moaning, but quietly enough that he either didn’t hear it, or didn’t see a need for punishment.  He picked up his pace and was now slamming into me without rest.  I was digging my nails into the carpet and gritting my teeth to keep from screaming out.  I heard a low grow coming from him as he came.  He buried himself in me as far as he could go and came. 

            A few minutes later he started to move again and was going slow.  “Are you going to cum for your master, child?”  “Yes!”  I replied.  My response was met with two more mind numbing blows to my ass.  “Yes, what, damn it?”  He asked in a harsh tone.  I tried so hard to think what he was asking for, but could not think of it in time and was smacked again, this time he stopped moving.  I scrambled through my thoughts and came up with an answer, “MASTER, yes master, forgive me master.”  “Good girl.”  He said as he began moving again.  I was so relieved that I was able to make up for my mistake.  He picked up his pace again and inserted two fingers into my pussy.  I bit my lip to hold back a moan.  He set a perfect pace between the two movements.  I was soon shaking with my own release coming.  “I want to hear you cum, child.”  I heard him say and screamed out a violent orgasm, and allowed my elbows to give out so that I was flat on the floor trying to catch my breath.

            I laid there for a while before he pulled out of me and picked me up off of the floor and gently laid me on the bed.  He replaced the covers and got in beside me, pulling the covers over the two of us.  He kissed me on the forehead and we both fell asleep.  It was morning before I woke up beside him.  He was still asleep and I turned on my side to face him.  I watched his face while he slept and was amazed at the peaceful look he had, especially when, just the last night, he seemed so mean.  I started to trace his tattoos with a finger and studied them intently trying to tell their story in my head.  This man had me so completely amazed, just hours ago I was bored out of my mind and never even knew I could have so much pleasure in one night. 

            He slowly opened his eyes and watched me trace his arms, then turned on his side to face me.  We looked into each others eyes for a while before we both moved in for a kiss.  The kiss was broken when neither of us could breath.  He turned to look at the clock, “shit babe, I need to be at an autograph signing in two hours.”  He got out of the bed and looked for his boxers and the rest of his clothing.  “Will I ever see you again?”  I asked heartbroken.  “I don’t know Jessica.”  He didn’t call me child, he used my name, he remembered my name!  “But I want you to know that I have never experienced anything like this before, and I will never forget you.”  He had his boxers and jeans on now and had the rest of his clothing in a bundle in his arm.  I stood up to say good bye to him.  We kissed again and I savored every minute.  I embedded the taste and smell of him to memory. 

            We broke the kiss and he walked out the door, “Good bye, Jessica, my child.”  He said as he pulled the door closed.  I stared at the door for awhile and let a tear fall down my face.  I walked to the bathroom and turned the water on as hot as it would go.  I quickly soaped up then stood under the water till it grew cold.  I dried off and put my change of clothes on.  I saw my computer sitting in the case and had an idea, but I would need to look fast. 

            I found what I was looking for and quickly walked to the Mellon to get my car.  I buckled up and sped off.  About a half an hour later I was at the Monroeville Mall waiting in a line that didn’t look like it would ever end.  I heard the people cheering and cheered with them.  Three hours later I was at the front, third in line.  My turn came and I put a shirt on the table, the Taker one I was going to wear to the show the night before.  He signed the shirt and looked up at me.  “I had to be sure I would see you again, master.”  I whispered.  “You will my child, you will.”  He whispered his response and I got my picture taken with him and walked away the happiest child on the earth. 

End