by Noir, Stella
It was difficult to put down the book and dress for dinner. She was secretly fascinated by what she was reading, even if the story was somewhat of a reminder of her current situation. It was that reminder that finally motivated her to get dressed for dinner. She had argued with Joel enough for one day and there was no desire to upset him further. She had briefly seen a softer side of him and she hoped that dinner could at least be peaceful.
Joel was coming out of his office at the same time Rhonda came down the stairs. He stopped and allowed her to make her way to the dining room first. He was especially quiet, but Rhonda could accept quiet. All she wanted to do was get through dinner without an argument.
Joel noticed that Rhonda did not eat much. “Is there some reason why you are not eating?” he asked.
“No, not really. I am just not hungry after eating that cake today. I have never made it a habit to eat between meals, although I must admit, the cake was delicious.”
There! She had done it. She had actually been nice to Joel. Now she would see what that got her.
“I am glad that you enjoyed it. Maybe on our next trip to the bank we can find a good place to have lunch. I am sure that you will not object to getting out of the house for a few hours,” he said.
This was going way too smooth. They were having a “friendly” conversation. She had a feeling that something was up. Being so friendly was not in his nature, or at least it was not in his nature with her.
“You really should eat. I have plans for us this evening, and you will need your strength.”
Rhonda’s heart nearly stopped. Of course Joel had something up his sleeve. It was probably another one of his “lessons.” But she had made up her mind to cooperate with his wishes. If Joel wanted her, he would have her, whether she cooperated or not. While he was having his way with her, she would be counting the days until she had enough money to leave.
Chapter 7
Joel finished his meal and walked to his office. For a minute Rhonda thought she was going to have a free evening to herself, but he walked back in with a package that he handed to her.
“Take this to your room and put it on. I have a desire to see you in this this evening. When you are dressed, meet me in the room we shared earlier this morning.”
Rhonda looked at the package and wondered what it was. Undoubtedly, it was something else to humiliate her and appease his sick desires. But Rhonda was determined to keep the peace between them. She would dress in whatever he wanted and she would allow him to do as he wished. She didn’t have to enjoy it, she just had to get through it.
When Rhonda unwrapped the package, she stared in shock at the fishnet hose, garter belt, and two small objects that had a tassel hanging from them. She found a small bottle of body glue and could only guess that Joel wanted her to glue the two objects over her breasts. There was nothing else in the package, and none of this would in any way cover her nudity. She took a minute to talk to herself, and she reminded herself that she was up to this. She could give Joel what he wanted and maybe he would be gentle with her.
The glue was slightly cool when she poured it on her naked breasts. She quickly covered them with the two small objects, all the while praying the glue would not be painful to remove. Then she strapped the garter belt around her waist and pulled on the fishnet hose. She dared to look at herself in the mirror and was disgusted with the slut that stared back at her. Why did Joel think that this would look good on her?
She had no idea that Joel was thinking about another woman who wore this for him many years ago.
Rhonda peeped out of her bedroom door to make sure that none of the servants were upstairs. She would be mortified if any of them were to see her dressed in such a manner. She took another deep breath and headed to the room which Joel seemed to enjoy so much.
Once there, she noticed Joel was already in the room waiting on her. She saw his eyes brighten when she stepped across the threshold. He actually had a look of approval on his face. Or perhaps he was just surprised that she had done as he had said. Either way, Rhonda tried to act like she had come to terms with her arrangement, while deep inside she was scared to death of what Joel had planned for her.
“Come here to me. Let me look at you,” he said.
Rhonda did as she was told and made her way across the room to where Joel was standing.
“Turn around. I want to admire you. You know, you really do have a lovely body. It was made for pleasure. If you could just accept that, we could have some great times together.”
Rhonda doubted if she would ever enjoy anything Joel would do to her, but for now it was best to let him think he had won. She turned around as he asked and allowed him to get his fill of looking at her.
Joel was having difficulty with his pants. The sight of Rhonda caused his manhood to bulge against the restraints of his briefs. He didn’t understand the effect she had on him, but it was profound. He had always enjoyed a woman’s body and then gone on his way. For him it had been a mere amusement. But with Rhonda it was more. He could not seem to get enough of her, and he couldn’t seem to control his own orgasm. Never had he found himself in such a predicament.
Joel took Rhonda by the arm and brought her close to him. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, something he had not done before. He managed to get her mouth open and started sparring with her tongue, enjoying her willingness to let him do as he wished.
Rhonda had never been kissed before, other than the occasional affectionate kiss from her parents, and this was completely foreign to her. She did not realize what she was missing out on.
Joel was enjoying Rhonda’s body so close to his, embracing him as he kissed her. She felt so good, all he wanted to do was lay her down and plunge himself deep inside of her. But he must not do that yet. He had special plans for this evening, and he would have to pace himself. This new, submissive Rhonda was turning him on like none other before her. Right now he desperately needed to get out of his pants.
Joel released Rhonda from his kiss and took her hand. When they reached the bed that was located on the far side of the room, she stretched out on her back without having to be told. Joel stared at her while he quickly removed his clothing. As soon as his clothes fell in a heap on the floor, he joined her on the bed and resumed their kiss, wanting to hold onto her submission.
Rhonda was lost in Joel’s kiss. Something about the way his tongue danced with hers made her feel good. She tried to fight it, but her body seemed to have a mind of its own. There were strange tingling sensations starting in her most private places, and nothing she did made them go away. She felt Joel’s hand move across her stomach and down toward her womanhood. He gently pushed her legs apart so that he would have access to her most intimate place. She sucked in a deep breath when his fingers found her clitoris and started massaging it, causing the tingling sensations to increase.
When Joel plunged his finger deep inside Rhonda, he discovered that she was already wet with desire. He knew that they could have something good together if she would only relax and allow herself to enjoy it. He felt her contract when he inserted another finger and started moving in and out of her.
Rhonda found herself lost in the feelings Joel was stimulating in her body. She didn’t realize that he had left her mouth and moved between her legs until she felt his hot mouth on her clitoris. She picked up her head and looked down at his while he tormented her with his tongue. This just was not right, but the things she was feeling were too strong to resist. She finally laid her head back and closed her eyes, giving in to the pleasures of her body.
It was easy to see that Rhonda was enjoying this. She was wet and there was no denying the pleasure that was playing across her face. Now was the time to test his theory of teasing her. If he brought her to the brink, only to stop short, perhaps she would beg him the way he wanted her to. Testing his theory, he continued to torment her with his tongue until he felt her muscles start to contract, and then he immediately stopped what he was doing.
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bsp; What the hell? Joel had brought her to the brink of fulfillment, then he had stopped, leaving Rhonda’s body frustrated for more. Her eyes popped open and she looked to see what he was doing, because stopping was the last thing she needed right now.
“I want to extend this evening for as long as possible. I do not want you to climax just yet. I enjoy watching your pleasure, but I have much more in store for you tonight,” Joel said.
Of course, Joel had to be in control, and Rhonda’s body had betrayed her and went along with it. She immediately felt betrayed and frustrated at the same time. What more could he possibly want? She had allowed him to do as he pleased, and that didn’t seem to be enough. She did not understand this man who wanted complete control of her life.
Joel knew that Rhonda’s ardor had quickly cooled. He also knew that he could arouse her again. Whether she wanted to admit it or not, she had enjoyed what he was doing to her. It was time to move on to her next lesson.
Rhonda watched as Joel retrieved two shiny balls off the table beside the bed. He spread her legs again and pushed the two balls up inside her, leaving her to wonder what he was up to.
“Now, I want you to get out of this bed and walk around the room, but you must use your muscles to hold these balls inside you. Do not allow them to fall out, or I will not be pleased,” he said.
Well, how hard could this be? Rhonda stood beside the bed and constricted her muscles to hold the balls inside. When she started to walk, she discovered a strange sensation coming from deep inside. The balls were moving with each step she took, and they were causing those strange sensations again. Each step she took got harder, and soon her muscles were constricting on their own, holding the balls snugly inside her. This was proving to be some type of sexual torture. Joel was lying there watching her humiliate herself by just walking. Just a few more steps and Rhonda knew that she would totally lose control of her senses and give in to the pleasure of the balls.
Before she could take those steps, Joel grabbed her and pulled her back on the bed. He immediately spread her legs and removed the silver balls, again stopping her pleasure. But he was having trouble bringing his own desires in check, and he knew that he could not last much longer. He grabbed Rhonda and flipped her over on her stomach. He picked up her hips and allowed her to rest on her knees while he reached for his next toy, positioning himself between her legs before placing the clitoris clamp on her.
Pain suddenly shot through Rhonda’s body, starting at the center of her core. She tried to get away from Joel, but he held her tight, making her feel the pain he was inflicting. It was a pain so intense it made tears well up in her eyes. She couldn’t do this! What had ever made her believe she could? She fought back sobs while the pain continued to course through her body.
Now it was time for Joel to bring them both to release. He spread her wide open and plunged deep inside, burying himself to the hilt. He felt Rhonda’s body convulse at his entry and he knew that she would soon forget the pain and enjoy the pleasure he had in store for her. He started out slowly, moving in and out, teasing her with his strokes, but he quickly picked up the pace, knowing that he was getting near his release.
Rhonda had lost all sense of reason. She was suffering from pain and extreme pleasure at the same time. Each time Joel withdrew, she feared he was only teasing her again, but he continued to pound into her. Her need for release became so great that she heard herself sobbing, begging Joel to keep going. She grabbed the headboard and clung tightly, waiting for her body to explode.
When Joel heard Rhonda beg for more, he knew all was lost. He pounded fast and hard, completely filling her with his cock. He felt her convulsions start, knowing that they were both about to take that leap off the cliff of satisfaction. His groans combined with her screams when he finally spilled his seed deep inside.
Chapter 8
Rhonda’s life fell into a pattern. Once a week Joel took her to the bank to deposit her check, and they would usually grab some lunch or do some shopping. The sexual exploits had not stopped, but Rhonda’s willingness to do what Joel asked kept the peace between them. Most of the time her body betrayed her and enjoyed their sessions, but her mind was still set. Soon she would have enough money saved to get away from Joel, and that day could not come soon enough.
One thing that had helped her tremendously was Joel’s library. He had many books that described the dark side of people and the way they lived out their desires. Most of his books were fiction, but they went into great detail about their sexual encounters. Many of the things she read in the books were carried out between her and Joel in the room upstairs. One of the more memorable ones included the time when Joel had insisted that she pleasure herself with the Rabbit while he sat back and watched. She had to strip down and insert it, turn it on, and allow Joel to watch her orgasm at her own hand. She still remembered the humiliation she had felt at the time, but that was something she had learned to live with. The daily humiliation that provided her both pleasure and hate.
On this particular day Rhonda was feeling a little bit excited. Joel had informed her that some of his friends were coming over for dinner. She would be expected to play the part of hostess, a talent she had watched in her mother many times. While the servants were busy preparing the meal, Joel told Rhonda he would take her into town to find an appropriate dress. This she was looking forward to. It had been too long since she had shopped for new clothing. She was so determined to save her money that she had worn the same clothes that she owned before her parents were killed. She guessed she couldn’t complain. Joel only took her out of the house once a week, and she had plenty of suitable clothing for that.
Joel pulled up in front of a quaint looking shop that Rhonda had noticed before, but never visited. When she went inside, she was amazed at the beautiful clothing hanging on the racks. One look at a price tag told her this place was expensive. Joel found the woman working the shop and told her that he was having a dinner party later that evening, and his hostess needed something new and pretty to wear.
“Expense is not a problem. Just find something that is suitable for her coloring and looks,” he said.
The sales clerk sized Rhonda up and smiled at the beauty she saw before her. Rhonda was certainly beautiful, and her coloring would be well accentuated by one of the lovely pale green or lilac dresses that they had on hand. She walked over to the rack and dug out four of the prettiest dresses in the place. She then led Rhonda to the dressing room where she could try them on.
Rhonda could not believe her eyes. The dresses the sales clerk had chosen for her were very beautiful, but also very expensive. She briefly wondered what price she would have to pay for this extravagance. She tried each of the dresses on, loving the look and feel of each one. How would she ever decide which one she liked the best?
Joel watched as Rhonda came out and modeled each dress for him. For him this was an unexpected pleasure. Women and their clothing had always been boring to him. He much preferred his women in the nude, or at least wearing fishnet stockings. But these dresses transformed Rhonda from a teenager to a woman. A very beautiful woman.
“We will take all four,” Joel said to the sales clerk.
While the clerk was busy ringing up the sale, Rhonda was staring at Joel, wondering what was going on. Why was he spending so much money on her for one dinner party? And what would they cost her?
Joel paid the clerk and took the packages back to the car. Rhonda was silent on the way home, not sure what to make out of the most current events. When they returned home, Rhonda took the packages and started up the stairs.
“Rhonda, I would like for you to wear the pale green dress this evening.”
Rhonda was thankful for that because she had no idea which dress she would choose. She nodded and proceeded up to her bedroom. She showered and even splashed on some perfume that she had had before her parents’ death. She used to love dressing up and wearing perfume and makeup, but it had all seemed pointless until now. Joel obviously d
id not need to see her at her best. He couldn’t seem to keep his hands off her, even at her worst.
Since moving in with Joel, Rhonda had her own servant who helped her attend to her needs. Anna was in her early forties, fairly attractive, and always ready to help. Tonight, Anna was going to take Rhonda’s long blonde hair and sweep it up and away from her face. Rhonda went to her jewelry box, withdrew a broach that had belonged to her mother, and handed the broach to Anna and asked her to incorporate it into her hairstyle.
Rhonda had no idea that the broach had been given to her mother by Joel.
Once her hair and makeup was done, Rhonda turned and looked in shock at the woman in the mirror who stared back at her. This woman looked elegant and poised, not at all like the young girl who was trying her best to keep up with the sexual appetite of her godfather.
Joel was standing at the foot of the stairs when Rhonda descended. Her beauty made him catch his breath. She had no way of knowing how much she looked like her mother when her mother was that age. The woman who was coming down the stairs looked like she could play hostess to the world. The hair and makeup had transformed her into a woman of sophistication, and one he would be proud to have on his arm this evening.
Rhonda did not know why, but Joel’s approval was important to her. This was the first time she was allowed to be around other people, and she desperately wanted to please him. Maybe if she was good at this he would consider entertaining more and engaging in sex less.