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Post by patrick dmitri schreyer on Apr 7, 2010 2:38:57 GMT -5
Patrick slammed on the brakes of his motorbike, he roared down the road doing over hundred and seventy easily. It was around nine in the morning and he needed to get home he had been riding around drunk well he hadn’t been home for the last couple of days he’s been at Joe’s or when Joe was closed he was at one of his mates place causing problems. Patrick was thrown in lockup for a couple of days for the first time in ages for drinking and actually assaulting two police officers. Well they had it coming after all they raided their club house and that wasn’t good.
The Panthers the rival gang of the Phoenix Warriors were getting strength, Patrick believed that they were planning an attack on them and for Patrick he had to be ready he suspected that the Panthers had the police officers on their pay roll and had been paying the police to arrest his troops. Patrick threw the empty bottle of bear aside letting it smash into tiny bits and pieces. Patrick turned into another street as he slammed the brake once more to stop his motorbike. Sending a quick text to Faith ‘get your arse over here now’, Patrick placed his mobile back in his pocket he hadn’t seen the girl for over five days now.
Patrick opened his door and closed it shut, he however didn’t lock the door. Taking off his jacket he threw it at the couch. Opening the fridge he grabbed himself a bottle of beer and jumped on the couch waiting for Faith to arrive he wanted some fun, hell he just got out of lockup some hours ago.
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Post by faith lilith williams on Apr 7, 2010 9:12:49 GMT -5
Faith had been up reading a magazine while Allan was somewhere or other she could honestly care less. Allan was a former marine so she didn't worry about him. If she did that would be pathetic. The only time she worried was when he was upset. Faith heard her phone ring and picked it up. It was a text from Patrick. She hadn't spoken to him in a few days which was a slight relief from Faith however she had a sick feeling in her stomach that told her that something bad was going to happen if she went. Faith sighed as she pulled on a tight shirt and jeans. She pulled her leather jacket over her and pulled her glove on. Faith knew the fastest way to get to Patrick was by bike. Faith grabbed her helmet and walked to her bike. After putting on her helmet she started up her bike and headed over to Patrick's place. It wasn't far from where she lived with Allan so it only took her five minutes or so to get there. When she got to Patrick's apartment she cut the engine and parked her bike in an alley like she always did. No one bothered to steal a bike they couldn't ride. With her helmet in hand Faith walked up to Patrick's apartment.
Faith turned the door nob only to find it unlocked. Which obviously meant Patrick was expecting her. Of course he was, he called her over and she was his slave. Beside the point she only came because she hadn't seen him in a while and had been slightly worried. Faith opened the door and walked into the apartment. She walked into the living area and looked at Patrick who was on the couch, beer bottle in his hand. "You called?" Faith asked softly as she looked to Patrick. It was nine in the morning and she felt that arguing with Patrick from the start wasn't a good idea. "I haven't seen you in a while..." Faith added. "I was worried..." Faith whispered the last part in a mumble of words not really wanting Patrick to hear that last part. She sniffed the air in the room and could tell that Patrick had been drinking.
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Post by patrick dmitri schreyer on Apr 7, 2010 19:28:17 GMT -5
Patrick continued to drink his beer as he waited for Faith he really wanted her to get here already, hell he even had an idea for both Val and Faith it was about bloody time they both met each other well he wasn’t even sure that they met each other on their own yet. Patrick wanted some fun he hadn’t had a woman for days now since he had been in lockup for those three days. Faith had been taking her sweet time getting here but he wondered if the girl had split town already though he did ask his troops to follow wherever she went. Finally it seemed like forever but the door opened and Faith walked in.
The girl looked hot as ever and he couldn’t wait to get her out of her cloths but he wouldn’t be doing that now. “Been in lockup for the past three days or so.” Patrick explained though he knew that he didn’t have to explain things to the slave girl. Patrick gulped down the last of his beer in the bottle and threw it aside, he watched as the bottle rolled on the floor and hit the trash can. The trash can was already over filled with alcohol bottles of every sort. Patrick stood up and walked to the fridge he opened it and took out another bottle of beer. Opening it he took a few sips. Patrick made his way back to the couch. “Well what are you waiting for?” Patrick started. “Strip.” Patrick said. “Make a good show out of it too.”
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Post by faith lilith williams on Apr 7, 2010 20:23:01 GMT -5
Faith listened to Patrick's answer and knew that was all she needed to know. She watched as Patrick drank his beer and then grabbed another one. She didn't know why she was still here and what Patrick wanted her to do. All she knew was that there was going to be sex involved since that was the type of guy Patrick was. Sex, slaves, beer and bikes. That was all she saw in him. Faith put her bike helmet aside and looked to Patrick. When he finally told her to strip Faith didn't respond and she didn't fight back. When he told her to make a good show of it, Faith didn't wince or anything. She watched Patrick drink on the couch. I'm normally fighting him...but I can't help but feel sorry for him even after all he's done to me. Faith told herself. Faith unzipped her jacket and slowly slipped it off her shoulders and let it fall on the ground. Her hands moved to the hem of her shirt as she slowly pulled it up and over her head and dropped that on the ground. She moved her hands slowly down her body as she undid the button and zipper of her jeans as she slid those down her legs as she leaned over showing the slightest cleavage. Faith kicked her pants away and then pulled down her panties slowly stepping away and walking to Patrick as they fell to the ground. Faith undid the clasp of her bra and slipped it off and looked to Patrick. "Did you enjoy? Master?" Faith said seductively.
Faith didn't know what exactly would happen but she wasn't going to question Patrick's authority today. She really didn't want to upset him. Which was unusual for Faith because she didn't like Patrick...well she did a little bit but that was beside the point. Faith looked to Patrick completely bare and helpless.
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Post by patrick dmitri schreyer on Apr 8, 2010 6:32:08 GMT -5
Patrick hated being in lockup, all he wanted was to get out and he did think of breaking out but that would just be worst he would have the police after him all the time and with the police and the Panthers chasing him and his gang, it wasn’t a good sign. Patrick waited for Faith to comply with his order he wondered if the girl would actually do what he ordered her to do. Then Patrick smiled as he saw Faith put her bike helmet aside it was then he knew that she was giving in and hell he wanted this he missed being a master, in jail everyone was acted equally which is why Patrick hated being placed there.
Patrick watched as Faith unzipped her jacket first and slipped it off. Next was Faith’s shirt she soon took her shirt of, then she undid the button of her jeans and pulled them all the way off. As Faith took her jeans of Patrick could see the cleavage though he couldn’t see that much he knew what was there since he had seen Faith completely naked more than once. Faith then pulled down her panties and took them off, soon her bra was completely off as well. Now Faith was standing before him completely naked once again, he smiled again knowing what exactly what he wanted from Faith today and he expected that Faith knew as well.
Patrick stood up and took his shirt off, he next took his belt off and pulled his jeans completely off. Placing them on the floor Patrick pulled down his boxer shorts completely off as well. Patrick walked over towards Faith, he walked around her and grabbed her breasts with both of his hands. “I did enjoy.” Patrick said as he moved one hand down Faith’s stomach and towards her vagina while he still had one hand on one of her breasts. Patrick circled Faith’s vagina hairs with his finger before kissing her on the neck.
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Post by faith lilith williams on Apr 8, 2010 9:14:06 GMT -5
Faith watched and waited for Patrick to either tell her to do something or for him to start getting naked. She hadn't given in much, but she didn't want to get hurt with Patrick in the state he was in. Faith watched as Patrick took off his shirt and knew that she was getting naked. Faith bit her lip almost shyly when she looked to Patrick's body. She had to resist touching because she was a slave and he was a master. She would be punished for doing something out of line. Faith continued to watch as Patrick took off the rest of his clothes. Her eyes followed Patrick as he walked up to her and went behind her and grabbed her breasts. Faith felt herself instantly submissive toward Patrick. She didn't put up a fight, she just wanted Patrick to be happy and if it meant complying to his orders then so be it. Faith breathed in softly as Patrick told her he did enjoy her strip show. She smiled softly.
"I'm glad master." Faith said. Faith breathed in deeply as Patrick moved one hand on her stomach, trailing it to her pussy. Faith could feel her body heated up and aroused. It craved attention from Patrick. It loved the soft pain, the sex, everything that Patrick gave it. Faith knew she had fallen in love with Patrick otherwise she wouldn't have stayed and waited. I'm so pathetic... Faith told herself. She knew Allan would tell her otherwise but she felt that way. Falling in love with her master who only saw her as a toy. Faith breathed softly as Patrick circled her pussy hairs knowing that she would get wet just from having his fingers inside her. Faith giggled softly as Patrick kissed her neck. It was a surprise to see him gentle. "Being gentle are we master?" Faith asked teasingly. She wondered if Patrick noticed she was acting different. It didn't matter. Faith kissed his cheek softly knowing that a kiss on the cheek was nothing compared to a kiss on the lips so hopefully Patrick wouldn't be mad about it.
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Post by patrick dmitri schreyer on Apr 10, 2010 4:21:05 GMT -5
Patrick stopped kissing Faith’s neck when he heard her comment he grinned he wasn’t actually going to play nice with Faith today he was going to be rough with her, hell he hadn’t had her in a while. Patrick had noticed that Faith hadn’t put up a fight with him like she usually had done. Today Patrick was going to fuck Faith long and hard and if Faith didn’t want that then he would fight it though after what he had seen so far, Faith didn’t seem that she was going to stop him from doing exactly what he wanted with her. Patrick then began to play with Faith’s vagina he grinned from behind her when he found out that she was getting wet down there. Patrick opened Faith’s vagina with his fingers before placing a finger inside her vagina.
Patrick soon began to pull his finger inside and out of Faith’s vagina as he finger fucked her. “Of course not.” Patrick replied back to Faith as she asked him if he was going to be gentle. Patrick felt the kiss on his cheeks though Patrick wasn’t really worried about that he wasn’t going to punish her for doing that. Patrick took his finger out of Faith’s vagina. Patrick then grabbed Faith’s arse for a moment before pushing her down onto the couch. Patrick climbed on top of Faith and rolled her over so she was laying on her back. Patrick rubbed his own cock for a moment to get it hard enough, he then shoved it inside Faith’s vagina. Patrick then began to ram Faith’s vagina with his cock as he continued to fuck her fast and hard.
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Post by faith lilith williams on Apr 10, 2010 23:33:20 GMT -5
Faith wondered how hard Patrick would go today. She didn't care anymore though. After all, she loved it more when she was fucked hard and roughly. Faith felt Patrick play with her pussy some more before opening it up and push his finger in her pussy. Faith breathed deeply as she felt another surge of wetness in her pussy. Faith couldn't help it. She had fallen in love with Patrick but would never admit it. Not after everything that happened thus far. She would tell him when she was ready. When she felt that she couldn't keep it to herself anymore. Faith smiled to Patrick showing that she was enjoying what he was doing to her. She moaned softly as Patrick finger fucked her. "Of course not," Patrick told her. She figured as much and she couldn't help but smile more. She pouted softly as Patrick took his finger out of her pussy. She then breathed sharply as Patrick grabbed her ass. Faith chuckled softly as Patrick pushed her onto the couch. She smiled as Patrick rolled her over as he moved her so she lay on her back on the couch.
Faith watched as Patrick got himself ready. She couldn't help but smile. "You never cease to amaze me," Faith said. She gasped as Patrick thrust into her pussy. Faith moaned loudly as she began breathing harder as Patrick thrust his cock in and out of her pussy. Faith moaned loudly as she wrapped her arms around Patrick and pulled him closer. "You're amazing." Faith whispered before kissing him softly. Faith couldn't help herself. Patrick drove her insane and horny.
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Post by patrick dmitri schreyer on Apr 11, 2010 12:30:16 GMT -5
Patrick just looked back at Faith as she said these words at him he wondered for only a moment why she said that but then again he just let that very thought leave his mind. Patrick listened carefully as Faith breathed deeply, this only made Patrick smile. Patrick had another thought as well on why Faith wasn’t fighting him today like she had done in the past. Patrick would have thought on what he had done to her in the past few days or so she would have at least tried to get out of town before he showed himself to her. Then Faith smiled at him which made him even more confused about what she was doing, he wasn’t sure about Faith anymore. Patrick listened to the moans from Faith and it would seem that she was enjoying what he was doing to her.
Suddenly Faith raised her arms and wrapped them around him, then Patrick felt himself being pulled towards her. What was Faith doing to him? This wasn’t what he was expecting at all, Patrick was very confused but he was going to keep on going to see what was going to happen. Patrick continued to thrust deeper inside Faith’s vagina, he pulled his cock inside and out fast, he calmed his breathing down a little bit. Patrick heard Faith last few words and then felt her kiss him softly. This was a completely different Faith than what he was used to, maybe Faith had finally stopped fighting him knowing that there was nothing to do, but he wasn’t quiet sure.
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Post by faith lilith williams on Apr 12, 2010 17:52:01 GMT -5
Faith moaned and breathed heavily as she felt herself get closer to climaxing. Faith knew that her words and actions were confusing Patrick. She knew that this was a different side of her that he never had seen. It was a side of her that Faith wanted him to see. Her secret and practically forbidden love for Patrick made it so that she stopped fighting. It would make things easier. Faith didn't want to complicate things with Patrick anymore. She was done with it. Faith just wanted to come to terms with Patrick, but she felt bad for keeping such an important thing to herself. But Patrick wasn't feeling too well and she didn't want to confuse or upset him more by telling him how she felt. In time she would tell him, but for now she just kept her love to herself. Faith moaned more as Patrick continued to fuck her pussy fast and hard. She knew that he would make her explode with emotions and then fuck her a few more times after that.
Faith moaned loudly as she came over Patrick's cock. It wasn't a silent moan though. Without Faith even realizing it she had moaned Patrick's name loud enough for him to hear. She had only realized it after she caught her breath. Faith's face became bright red from embarrassment. She looked away and messed with her hair. "I...I'm sorry master...I didn't mean to..." Faith didn't know what to say. She was so embarrassed about moaning in ecstasy, her master's name.
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Post by patrick dmitri schreyer on Apr 17, 2010 4:53:56 GMT -5
Patrick continued to pound away at Faith’s pussy wondering what Faith was up to, she hadn’t been fighting with him it was confusing the hell out him, he was used to have her fighting with every order that he gave but now he gave her an order and she obeyed without a word of protest it was all strange to Patrick right about now but he wasn’t worried about that much right now he hadn’t been able to have sex with a woman for a few days being in lock up and all and now that he had Faith so willingly he couldn’t refuse it well he kind of ordered her. Patrick listened as Faith moaned s he continued to pound at her pussy.
Patrick was about to come inside Faith’s pussy until he heard her moan his name out loud he wondered what that was all about. “It doesn’t matter Faith.” Patrick replied back to her as he continued to pound away at Faith’s pussy. Patrick still had the thought in the back of his mind about what just happened. Patrick came inside Faith’s pussy he breathed heavily for a moment as he tried to calm his breathing down a bit he wasn’t quiet done with Faith yet. Collapsing on top of Faith he played with her breasts for a little while before lifting himself up a little bit. Patrick then flipped Faith over on her stomach and then rammed his cock inside her ass. Patrick then began to move his cock inside and out of Faith’s ass.
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Post by faith lilith williams on Apr 17, 2010 18:27:05 GMT -5
Faith listened to Patrick's words. They were like acid. "Of course not..." Faith murmured to herself. She continued to moan softly in pleasure as Patrick continued to fuck her hard. Faith didn't look at Patrick after that. She just let him do whatever he wanted. It was long before Faith moaned loudly when Patrick came inside her pussy. Faith then felt Patrick collapse on her, her face burned a soft pick. Control yourself Faith. We can't let him know... Faith told herself. She wanted to hold Patrick in her arms and be held by him. But she knew that whatever happened to Patrick, she would never be able to get his love. She would try, but she was doubtful about it. Faith was about to mess with Patrick's hair but she felt his hand on her breasts. Faith breathed in deeply just by Patrick's touch. I wish you could see me as I am now and not what I was. Faith thought. Her moments of silence and deep thoughts were short lived as she yelped softly when Patrick flipped her over onto her stomach. Faith was about to speak but Patrick silenced her by thrusting his cock in her ass.
Faith cringed slightly and breathed heavily. She didn't like Patrick's cock in her ass but she didn't have much choice. Faith had finally given up the fight after she realized she loved Patrick or what she thought Patrick was behind what everyone else saw. He was strong, determined and maybe even on the occasion a bit nice. That was what Faith saw in Patrick. She only wished that it was true. The kindness was never seen as she had fought constantly and now she was done fighting, wishing that Patrick would see who she really was and not that same facade she put up. Faith bit her lip to keep her mind off the pain. She had no choice in the matter at hand no did she do anything about it.
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Post by patrick dmitri schreyer on Apr 20, 2010 4:36:55 GMT -5
Patrick had a funny feeling that Faith didn’t like anal that much but that didn’t really matter for him right about now all Patrick really cared about was for his own enjoyment not Faith’s hell he juts got out of lockup. Patrick had paid a visit to Val this morning and pretty much did what he wanted to the slave girl. Patrick had done many things to both slave girls though it was his place to do he was the master and they were the slaves. The two slave girls had to follow his orders or he got to punish them and by now they both knew what his punishments meant. Patrick had chained both Val and Faith up now and it was their own darn fault too. Patrick watched as Faith’s face burned a soft pink color his guess was that she was trying to hold back the pain though it was only a guess after all he wasn’t really sure on what the real reason was.
Patrick continued to ram his cock in and out of Faith’s ass he went harder than usual only because he had guessed that Faith didn’t like the pain that much. Patrick continued to pound at her ass going even more harder until he came inside her ass he grinned as he pulled his cock out of Faith’s ass. Patrick controlled his breathing he wasn’t finished with Faith not for a while anyway he wanted more fun and knew what to do with the slave girl. Patrick didn’t give Faith time to try and recovery from his ass fucking he flipped her back over onto her back once more and shoved his cock back inside her pussy and began to fuck her pussy again even more hard and fast.
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Post by faith lilith williams on Apr 20, 2010 19:36:45 GMT -5
Faith continued to cringe at the pain as Patrick continued to fuck her ass. She didn't like any of this. She could take his cock in her mouth or in her pussy and she'd love it, but she didn't like anal as much since it just didn't work with her body well. She was tight there and she could tell that it was hurting a lot. Faith gripped the couch as Patrick continued to fuck her harder. Faith wished that Patrick would talk to her instead of torturing her. Faith knew that she wasn't the only slave that Patrick had, but she was the one that Patrick was most relatable to and Patrick couldn't see that. Faith whimpered softly as Patrick continued the pain, knowing that he was enjoying it for himself. Faith was beginning to get sore and really tired but she knew that Patrick wasn't done with her. When Patrick came inside her ass, Faith new that the pain was done. Faith began to breath steadily trying to recover until she felt Patrick flip her over again, back on her back. Patrick was fucking her pussy again.
"Master..." Faith said softly knowing that anything else she said wouldn't be heard. Faith was hurting badly. She wasn't getting aroused by this at all. Normally she would be, but the pain had surged through her whole body, causing her to still be in pain. Faith looked away from Patrick, whimpering softly in pain. Faith wanted to go home, or at least have Patrick stop what he was doing. She wanted everything to not be like this. She wanted love and passion, not...this.
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Post by patrick dmitri schreyer on Apr 25, 2010 7:22:32 GMT -5
Patrick knew that Faith hated anal with a passion but he didn’t really care about that too much as he thought before this was for his own enjoyment no one else’s. Patrick noticed Faith grip on the couch while he anal fucked her this only made him go harder not slower. Patrick knew that there was a lot to be done now that he was out of lockup there were people that needed to be dealt with. Patrick had a good idea on who blackmailed him he had suspected that there were people in his biker gang that were from other gangs trying to gain intelligence from the inside and now Patrick had proof. Patrick was going to wage war against the other biker gang and if the cops didn’t like it well he would destroy them too.
Patrick continued to ram his cock inside Faith’s pussy he wasn’t ready to cum yet he was far from it. Patrick wanted this one to last the first two were pretty much to release his own frustration but now he wanted to have some fun with this. Patrick ignored the words that came from Faith’s mouth, it sounded to him like she was trying to get out of what Patrick was doing with her but he didn’t care. Patrick just continued to ram his cock inside and out of Faith’s pussy not really slowing down rather speeding up. Patrick was now close to cumming but he forced himself not to cum so he could continued on to pound at Faith’s pussy.
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