Please, don't book me ever again...

So, as you might know Charlotte was made to see the same client again. And that he booked her when he knew she the conventional sex was out of bounds. That was enough for Charlotte to realise she was in big trouble.

She went to see him shaking all over. She walked into the hotel, looked for a room and knocked hoping no one was there. Hearing his voice though sealed her fate. He was there, waiting, prepared to do all he planned and prepared for her, and more.

He was abusive. Very abusive.
Charlotte was crying before he actually managed to hurt her.
He took a lot of pleasure in promising her all the horrible things he was about to do to her.

At some point he pushed her toward the wall and pushed his knee between her legs. His hands were all over her body toying with her. And the threads whispered ever so quietly, the promises of the punishment and the caning he was so eager to inflict upon her. Of the abuse she would have to suffer. Of all the things he was about to do her now he didn't have a chance to do the first time they met.

She was now about to get all that and more.

All the threads mixed with verbal abuse and his body overpowering her made her feel so vulnerable. She felt her body being violated, somehow, through all the layers of clothes His fingers, gripping her hair and pulling occasionally reinforced the message.

She was his plaything for the time being. And he was allowed to take all he wanted.
He pushed her on bed and the abuse continued, with his hands touching and squeezing every inch of her body. And more promises of what he would do to her followed.

Suddenly he pulled her up and strip her violently. Deprived of all her clothes and the remains of dignity she felt even more vulnerable. To humiliate her even further he dragged her in front of the window and made her stand there with her hands on her head. No one would probably see her but Charlotte will never forget observing half consciously the office building in front. Tears pouring down her face.

And then the time for promised caning came. He made her bend over with her hands on the bed and applied six strokes. Not much but in that state girl didn't need more to be pushed further into the despair.

Some disobedience later on earned her another 6 strokes. And the cane look quite nasty too (though he managed to break it on my bum few days later, so perhaps it was as nasty as it looked ;) )

When the girl seemed to be chastised and broken enough he pushed her on bed again, this time face down. She could hear him unzipping his trousers and putting on condom. Soon she felt lube around her anus too.

All she could do at that moment was lie still and sob. There was no point in trying to fight anything, so she just accepted her fate. But nothing could prepare her for the pain. It came second after he entered her and she screamed pulling away. For few seconds she absolutely refused to cooperate, with pain being the only thing she could feel. More tears poured down her face mixing with her make-up and sinking into the duvet.

Once the worst pain was over he made an attempt to fuck her again. But she was tight, very tight, so soon he gave up, half feeling sorry for her half just leaving it for the next time he will buy her services.

While Charlotte was still lying on bed and sobbing he ask her whether there is something she wished to tell him. Perhaps he expected something like 'I'm sorry' or similar but the girl was just broken and unable to think clearly. All she managed to say was 'Please, don't book me ever again'. Needless to say he didn't like that...