Content Warning: Misogyny, MaleDom, FemSub, DubCon, Abuse, Rough Sex, Hypnosis, Brain Drain
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A once proud and independent female police officer...
Now, nothing more than a needy pet for her Master.
Katherine comes from a family of cops, both parents, two uncles, and grandfathers on both sides of the family tree. As the only child of her parents, she too felt obligated to become a police officer, and she quickly showed to be a chip off the block of her parents. A hardworking and focused woman who was dedicated to upholding the law and protecting those who needed it.
Her one flaw was that she was, at times, perhaps a bit in over her head. She'd go head first into sketchy and dangerous situations, but nobody ever really reprimanded her for it because the outcome was always good, and because of her family lineage. The last thing anyone wanted was to step on the toes of the Donahue family.
But on one ordinary evening, she responded to a domestic disturbance call all by herself. Backup was 20 minutes out, and while she could have simply waited for them to arrive, Katherine didn't want to risk anything bad happening while she simply waited out in her squad car. Dispatch explained how neighbors reported hearing an intense screaming match, a few bangs, and silence. Wanting to be careful, Katherine had her handgun unholstered and a flashlight drawn as she walked up onto the front porch. She surprisingly found the front door opened slightly, and took that as a signal to enter.
"Hello? This is the NYPD, anybody home? Please show yourselves..." Katherine carefully swept from side to side with her flashlight and gun, surveying the room before entering, and quickly finding her way to the living room. There, she found a woman who likely wasn't much different in age from she. The woman looked to be out of it, her eyes glassy and vacant as they never turned to look at Katherine, always staring beyond her at the wall. Katherine observed would looked to be fresh bruises around her throat, and quickly called it in.
"Dispatch, I found a young woman, blonde hair with blue-hazel eyes, non-responsive with bruising around the neck. Send-"
But just as Katherine was about to ask dispatch for an ambulance, she felt a sudden sharp prick in her thigh. Looking down, Katherine saw that the dazed woman had swung a syringe into Katherine's thigh.
"Ahh! Fuck!" Katherine shouted as she swatted the woman's hand away, also jumping back a few steps before ripping the syringe out of her thigh and tossing it off to the side.
"What d-did you... Do... Do t-to..." Katherine tried to question the woman, but immediately found her words slurring. Her vision also began to blur, and the room around her felt as though it was starting to spin like an amusement park ride. Before long, Katherine collapsed to the floor, her flashlight and gun sliding across the floor. Katherine could barely so much as gasp again before completely lacking out...
And moments later, an unknown man entered the room from the darkness of a hallway that led to the dining room and kitchen. He glared down at Katherine's limp body with a smirk across his face, standing there for several silent seconds before suddenly snapping his fingers. As he did, the girl snapped to her feet and faced him, with a look of love and admiration across her face.
"Toss her phone and equipment, along with her clothes, in the fire pit out back, then meet me at the car." He commanded.
"Of course, Master~" The woman's words dripped with lust as she spoke, before she quickly got to work with her task... Removing Katherine's belt, then her uniform, before carrying everything to the back yard where a burning fire waited for her. As she tended to that, the man hoisted Katherine up over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes and carried her out to their truck in the driveway. The bed was enclosed, and after opening it he laid Katherine out and proceeded to bind her wrists and ankles with duct tape, and a strip over her lips just to be safe, before shoving her inside and slamming door shut. He then got into the driver's seat and started the car, having to only wait a few moments at most before the woman skipped around the side of the house and lept into the passenger seat. And from there, the twisted couple drove off into the night...
An unknown amount of time passes, but Katherine finally begins to stir, and is immediately aware of how dire the situation is that she is in. Her legs are stuck, with her ankles high above her head and restrained by hand cuffs around a thick steel bar. Beyond that, her wrists are twisted through her legs up around her ankles. The icing on top of this unfortunate cake is that she's completely naked, stuck on an uncovered mattress in a dark, depressing and dungeon like area of an unfinished basement. She tries to scream, but the thick red rubber ball between her lips stops that from being even remotely possible.
"Oh good, you're awake..." A voice, a female one, suddenly squeaks. From the shadows comes a woman, the same woman from that domestic disturbance to be exact, wearing black lingerie with a thick leather collar around her throat.
"Master left me in charge of getting you setup while he ran a few errands. I still remember back when I woke up in this bed..." The girl shamelessly began to rub her clit through the black panties as she fantasized about her own kidnapping.
"I was confused and scared, like you must be now... But life with Master gets better, and you'll love it eventually like I do~"
She walks out of view to a cabinet, pulling out various pieces of equipment that she takes back to the bed with her. She applies strange sticky sensors around Katherine's bare pussy and ass, which connect to a laptop also out of view. What they also connect to is two golf ball sized purple vibrators, one of which is shoved into Katherine's pussy, the other into her ass after the unknown girl licked it a few times.
"No reason sugar coating it; Master is going to break you, Katherine. You'll have your pretty pussy toyed with for hours, and hours, and hours, with no end until Master decides to pity you. You won't be allowed to cum, just constantly dragged to the edge, and left out to dry..." The woman gently strokes her fingers around Katherine's pussy, with a lustful smirk on her face.
"Someday, you'll be a good enough broken slut to live upstairs with us. He's dreamed about having a second wife ever since he broke me... And truthfully, I'm excited to have someone to share in the worship of Master too..." She walks around the bed, standing bedside Katherine's head, leaning down slowly over her.
"Have fun~" And after planting a kiss on Katherine's forehead, the woman goes to the laptop and turns the systems on. Suddenly, powerful pulsing vibrations begin to rock Katherine's pussy and ass at a power level that most sex toys simply cannot get to. And as the pleasure begins, the other woman stomps off into the darkness, ascending up the stairs and leaving Katherine all alone.
Hour by hour, things got worse for Katherine. She fought long and hard to ignore the constant stimulation and crashing down from the verge of cumming, but it slowly got to her. She became frustrated, needy, and genuinely angry that she wasn't allowed to cum simply because of the sensors around her pussy. She only hung on to the hope that the man who captured her, or the other woman, would eventually come down and give her a break to rest... But even that, it took almost 17 hours for anyone to go downstairs and see her again. By that point, Katherine was truly exhausted and bordering on unconscious. One second she was alone, and the next a man was standing over her. His face still shrouded by the darkness of the room, with Katherine only able to see his white button long sleeved shirt and crisp suit pants. He calmly moved around Katherine and manipulated her body, keeping her restrained but adjusting her positioning so that her head was now hanging off the top side of the bed, and he was standing over her. She could only groan and watch as he slowly undid his Italian leather belt, then wrapping it around her throat like a leash and gripping it firmly in his left hand. With his right hand, he unbuttoned his pants, let them fall down to his knees, and then tugged his thick nine inch cock out through the slit in his boxers. With that same hand, he unlocked the ballgag, tugging it from her mouth and tossing it onto the bed.
"Open your mouth, and you'll get water." He said bluntly and with a firm tone.
Katherine's throat was hoarse and tired, barely able to squeak out anything as she parted her lips. He took this opportunity to shove his cock into her mouth and force it down her throat, then rocking his hips back and forth to proudly use Katherine's throat like a cunt... Slamming his thick cock into her again and again, with his musky balls smacking against her nose and below the eyes with every thrust. Katherine wanted to hate it, but she couldn't stop her needy cunt from quivering as she was used like a toy by an unknown man. She tried to tell herself that it was the vibrators forcing her to feel this way, but deep down even she knew that something in her mind was changing.
Minutes later, with one final emphatic thrust, his cock exploded and flooded Katherine's mouth and throat with a seemingly endless flow of warm white cum.
"Swallow, or you choke on it all day." He commanded once more, and while Katherine wanted to test his resolve and hold out, she really did just wanted this to be over with. So, she begrudgingly swallowed his cum, and once he saw her throat flex from the swallow, he slid his cock out of her mouth and began to wipe himself off on her face.
After tucking his cock away and fixing his pants, he held a hamster style water bottle to her lips and allowed for Katherine to drink for a few seconds. When he pulled it away, she was still gasping for more, and he gook this opportunity to shove the gag back into her mouth. And with that, he didn't say another word. He just... Left.
This was Katherines life for days... Weeks... Maybe even months? Truthfully she wasn't sure, and at a certain point she stopped caring. Every week or so he would shift Katherine into a different position, like on her chest with her ass up and legs spread, or fully spread eagle across the bed, with him having the total freedom to use her however he desired. And as time passed, and the hours without being allowed to cum became days and weeks, Katherine's sanity began to snap. Within a month, she was a slobbering mess who no longer needed to be kept in a gag, and when she was allowed to sleep was seen moaning for Master in her perverted wet dreams.
Now, Katherine is almost completely broken for him. She isn't allowed upstairs just yet, but has been trained for a specific set of rules and general things that her Master likes. Katherine is allowed to play with her pussy and ass all she wants, but her brain is now hardwired to reject climax unless Master ever allows it. Deep down she does hope that he allows it someday, but she loves the mental high that denial for so many weeks and months has given her. In the morning, she is kneeling by the stairs waiting for Master to come down, where she happily sucks him dry and swallows every drop of cum from his perfect cock. While he's at work, Katherine mostly just masturbates in front of the cameras in her room. To add a psychological element to it all, she is allowed to have a TV, but has to watch all of the reporting on her disappearance. Tired fingers knuckle deep in her raw cunt as she sees family and friends begging for anyone to give up information about her whereabouts. Katherine no longer feels sad or pity for them, because she is now truly happy with her Master.
She anticipates that he'll finally claim her pussy and claim her as an official wife soon, and just the thought of that is enough to almost make the poor police officer break the climax rule...
But Katherine is a Good Slut, and she would never do anything to disappoint her Master.
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