The Cruel Twists of Love (23 page)

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Very good Helen, you deserve a treat later” and kissing Helen tears away gently

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Shush that was harder on you than I thought it would be, why the phobia Helen?”

“I not sure, I never liked them cut”

“Every child hates them cut but why the phobia Helen?”

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My parents used to cut them when I was naughty. It‘s just me being silly” but Helen tears continues to fall

“I will cut them when you disobey me, you were very good Helen not one plea for me to stop” stroking Helen hair and softly kissing her cheeks

“Punishment two will be for the pill, Helen are you ready to accept it?” Helen nods slowly

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There a good girl Helen” wiping Helen tears as they slowly stop and kissing her on her lips.

“I
will not use anything only my hand this time but I am going to hit you very hard” Helen shakes her head no she doesn’t want him to hit her

“
Shush Helen it no longer up to you” and walking out of sight when Helen struggles with her ties

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No Phil not that” Phil pulls her mouth open and forces something into her open mouth. Helen tries to spit it out but he wraps tape around her mouth to stop her

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That will keep you quiet” Helen tries to scream but only a muffled moan escapes

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Shush Helen you might like it. I’m not going to punish you for the pill Helen, you are right we are too young but after we married then you will stop” pulling Helen hair and he stares into her eyes with hatred in his eyes.

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This is for phoning that fucker Helen” Helen fear is running wild, she knew she agreed to try but she also knew he was going to take this too far for her to handle. Phil kisses Helen sweetly on the top of her head. Helen shakes her head but Phil stands up and walks behind her. Stroking her cheeks of her bottom and massaging her cheeks she waits for the blow that she knows will come. The first slap hits her hard on the left cheek and pushing Helen onto the rough surface of the bench. The wood scrapes Helen roughly when the second slap hits her and she screams a muffled cry. Helen face is soaked with tears when the third one comes down. Always the same place on her bottom and building the pain with each slap, the slapping coming faster and harder when she cries. She loses count of the blows as he continues to slap her.

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Twenty Helen but now the other side” he starts slapping the right but harder when he holds his hand further away before coming down on her skin.

“I think that enough for today” Phil comes around and wipes her eyes gently and kisses where her tears fell

“Good girl, all done”

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The last one is for moaning like a whore. But we do that later you need a break” he softly strokes her sore behind making Helen jump from the pain she feels on her skin.

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That the first time, I have ever struck someone with my hand like that, so don’t make me do it again” Phil kisses her sore behind when Helen still cries.

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The last one is going to be embarrassing Helen, that how you make me feel when you moan so others can hear us” she shaking from the pain and the confusion of how she felt with Phil hitting her.

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We will watch a film until you ready to accept the last punishment” Phil goes over to the television and turns it on and he starts the film.

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It one of my favourites Helen and you will watch it” Phil picks up a pillow from the couch and places it under Helen head. When the titles come on Phil pulls off Helen’s panties.

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We don’t need these do we Helen” Phil pulls on Helen hair and making Helen watch the film. It was clear from the acting that it a porn film. Helen watches the woman running in the park and when she passes by some men jogging they turn and go after her. Helen is forced to watch when they hold her down screaming and forcing themselves on her. Three at once and Helen squirms uncomfortably but intrigued by the film. She feels sickened by herself when she watches the film. She feels Phil parting her legs and he softly enters her. The feeling of him inside her when she watches the film thrills her but making her feel dirty that she was enjoying this. Helen quickly builds and he kisses her back pulling her hair to him as he lays over her on the bench and thrusting into her. Helen feels no need to moan when she concentrates purely on her pleasure, climaxing when Phil pulls Helen chin back and kissing her lips and thrusting painfully into her when he moans his own climax.

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Oh Helen, you scare me” pulling out and he strokes Helen back gently

“I don’t want to punish you any more tonight Helen, so we do it tomorrow” pulling the tape off Helen and removing her gag

“There are other films on the disc, three hours in total so enjoy I’m going to bed, I will ask you questions tomorrow so pay attention or I will really punish you”

“Phil
, untie me please” she pleads as she hears him close the door and going upstairs. She tries to get free from her ties but they would not budge. She feels exhausted when the second film starts up. It was even more violent than the last film with the men whipping the pretend victim and violating her in a degrading manner. Helen wants to close her eyes from the horror on the screen but she didn’t want any more punishment from Phil so she forces herself to watch, feeling sick with each degrading act they carried out on her. Each short film was violent and disturbing, making Helen call out for Phil, she couldn’t take any more and she struggled on her restraints. She hears Phil coming down the stairs very fast and pushing the door open with a bang.

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Shut the fuck up Helen, you will watch it” Phil pulls Helen hair and tapes her mouth

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Don’t forget I will ask questions” Helen cries when she watches the hours of films, the worst one was with the victim suspended from the ground by ropes as they tie things to her in a cruel and sick way. Helen is relieved to find that was the last film. She lays her head on the pillow Phil gave her and buries her face, and Helen cries herself to sleep.

          She wakes from the cold a
nd she shivers still tied to the bench. She could see the sun was just coming up with the morning glow through the curtains. She wanted the bathroom desperately and she clenches her muscles to hold the pressure as she waited for Phil to wake up. The pain was growing with each minuet and turning agonizing when the clock ticked the minuets noisily. She never seen the clock but with the silence in the house it was nosily making it presence known. She was praying to keep control of her bladder and her joy when she heard Phil coming into the room and slapping her buttocks hard.

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Let it fucking go Helen, It’s your last punishment” slapping her again when she clenched tighter. Phil parts Helen legs and straps them to the legs of the bench with some tape.

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Come on Helen, your last punishment” Helen shakes her head and her body shakes from the effort of holding on to her dignity.

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Alright you win Helen, I can’t have you doing yourself an injury” as soon as he cuts her ties she runs to the downstairs toilet. Phil grabs the door before she can close it and watches Helen sit and painfully relive’s herself in front of him. Helen pulls off the tape on her mouth.

“
You fucking bastard Phil” Phil laughs and leaves her to her privacy.

         Helen slaps Phil hard when she comes out
and he grabs Helen hand and pulls it behind her back.

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Now Helen let’s not fight” kissing her roughly on her lips and forcing her uncomfortably down on the stairs and parting her legs with his.

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Sorry if I went too far Helen” he whispers and she hates her body betrayal when it responds to his kiss. Phil took her to the limits of her sole and awakening a darkness she never knew she had. She hears Phil laugh when he enters her and makes love to her exhausted body.

          Helen aches all over and she leaves Phil asleep on the floor and goes to have a soothing bath. She examines her body in the mirror, there are scratches over her stomach from the rough bench and her cheeks on her face
are a rosy glow. She anxiously examines her sore behind and it looks like it would light up in a dark room. She finds some painkillers in the bathroom cabinet and cautiously steps into the bath.

Relaxing in the bath a
nd she closes her eyes

         Helen is roughly shaken and she opens her eyes sleepily.

“Shit Helen you were asleep in the bath, you could have drowned”

“I’m alright just sleepily” Phil slips in behind her

“Then sleep Helen” Helen nuzzles into his chest and she slips back to sleep.

       Helen aw
akes with Phil stroking her back on his bed…

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Did you like the films?”

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No”

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Did you watch them all?”

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Yes, they were sick Phil”

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That they are. I only liked the first myself the others are a little too real for my taste”

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Then why did you make me watch?”

“It felt like a good idea at the time.” 

“I don’t want a slave or a play mate Helen, we were a couple playing at role play” and massaging her sore behind gently

“I
will put the bench back in the shed I didn’t know it was so rough Helen”

“
They not sore, but I don’t want you to tie me up and leave me like that again the other stuff I can cope with”

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Even the slapping?”

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It felt good at the time, liberating me in a weird way but maybe not so hard”

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You like it rough, don’t you? He laughs

“
Yes, but we need to learn boundaries Phil so when I say no I want you to stop”

“I will try Helen, but I lose control of myself when I hear you cry. It turns me on and it’s scaring the crap out of me” Helen turns and looks at Phil startled by his statement.

“I never want to hurt you Helen, that why I left you last night”

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Then find another way”

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As simple as that Helen, you are the best thing to ever happen to me Helen don’t ever leave me”

“I love you Phil, even when you are cruel now that
is scary” she says honestly

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We were just playing Helen; it will not always be like that” Helen wished she could believe him when he holds her in his arms.

       Phil was working a double shift and left for work late Sunday night, Helen was so relieved to see him go because he kept asking her questions about the films he made her watch and touching her intimately when she described the films. She didn’t want to think about the films but the disturbing images haunted Helen. She was more disturbed by the fact that she liked the first film and was aroused by the sick film.                                                                        Helen felt dirty when Phil kisses her goodbye at his front door.

“You will watch another film tonight Helen, then describe it to me when I get home. I will bring a treat home for you”

“
No Phil I will not”

“
That up to you, but I am looking forward to punishing you if you don’t” grabbing Helen breast and he kisses her roughly

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The film is in the machine and the clothes you will wear when the men come to do the kitchen are on the bed” Helen goes to bed she will face him in the morning she will not allow him to control her like this she thinks to herself.

        
Helen is restless when she is in bed, she has gotten used to someone being next to her in bed. She wants a drink but the only thing in the house was a bottle of wine that was half empty. She goes for a shower maybe that will calm her mind and allow sleep to come.

         She loses herself to the water
when she soaps herself with the shower gel, relaxing her mind she allows the water to turn cold, huddled up in the corner when the freezing water washes over Helen’s back.

“
Now you done it Helen I’m wide awake now” she scolds herself, she might as well watch the film now she thinks annoyed at herself.

           The film was not about rape but was violent
and there was only one film marked on the disc. It makes her feel uncomfortable to watch so Helen turns it off and goes looking for a book to read and she takes the book up to bed with her and wraps up under the blankets, she opens the book and starts reading losing herself in the pages.

            Helen wakes when the alarm goes off and the book lying on
the floor where she dropped it last night. Helen brushes her hair and re-plats it tightly. Helen was getting very good at hiding the short patch of hair that was swiftly growing, but Helen thought it was still unsightly and kept her plat in most days. She washes and brushed her teeth and looks at the dress Phil picked out. Not one of her clothes but one that Phil bought her last week, a beautiful silk wrap around that hugged her curves in a stunning jade green. Helen liked the dress and was surprised Phil wanted her to wear it with the workmen here. She dresses and goes down stairs bare footed and holding the pair of shoes that matched the dress.