Sam the Whore | By : kmrn2009 Category: 1 through F > Chuck Views: 11803 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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AN: As mentioned in the summary, this is part of my story Sarah Walker: CIA Super Whore but since I have this written already I decided to post it now. SW: CSW is still in progress. The plan is to write a story of Sarah's sex life from pre Chuck through the series. I have scattered chapters that are written but not in continuation. I am hoping to have chapter 3 finished within the next week. I will posting some of my other already written chapters. Thanks. Enjoy the story and reviews are always welcome.
Sam The Whore She hated his smile. It was smug and arrogant. She really hated it because he knew. The bastard had kissed her and for a split-second she responded. It was a split-second of familiarity of their past that filled her mind and overridden her senses. Now he was like a shark that smelled blood. Yes Daniel Shaw was definitely a predator. “I should have known you would get off on this Sam. You always did love being tied up." "Fuck you Shaw! And stop calling me that! You don't have the right call me that!" Shaw laughed as he walked around behind her. He pressed his body against the back of hers. She could feel his erection against the small of her back. She could feel wetness forming in her eyes and in her pussy. His hands ripped off her shirt and then began to grope her breasts. It was painfully good. His lips were right against her ear and she could feel his hot breath. "You forget I can call you whatever I want. I remember how you loved me calling you Sam. How about all the times you made me call you Sam as you rode my cock? Of course you loved me calling you other names like slut, whore, cunt, and fuck toy. I also remember you love calling me master." Sarah furiously shakes her head in denial. She tries to stop the tears coming down her cheek and the wetness that runs down her legs. "No I didn't like those things. I'm not like that." "Oh Sam stop lying to yourself. This is exactly who you are. You're a poor, dirty filthy whore who loves sex. Chuck could never satisfy you because he wants to make love to you. You don't need love and you definitely don't deserve it. You need to be dominated, shown no mercy, and to have all your holes stretched. You need to be made to beg. As much as you want to be Sarah Walker super spy we both know you are nothing but Sam the whore." Tears run down her cheeks as she struggles against the bonds. She was desperate to get away from Shaw. "Please!" "Please what Sam?" His hands journey down her body as three fingers are pushed inside her soaked pussy and two fingers slide in her crack. He plays her body masterfully bringing her right to the edge but refusing to let her cum. "Please what Sam?" "Fuck me! Please fuck me!" Sarah feels her will break completely. She wants to hate him for it but really she hates herself. She knows she will do whatever he wants as long as she cums. However Shaw pulls out of Sarah. "No! Please don't stop! Please don't do this to me!" "Oh don't worry Sam I am going to fuck you but first…" Sarah feels her bonds being released and she drops to the ground. She moves to stand but Shaw holds his hand out. "Use that mouth for the only thing it's good for." Sarah doesn't even need to think about it. She reaches out to pull down Shaw's pants and underwear allowing his big cock to spring free. She licks her lips before trying to take the whole thing in her mouth. She is sloppy and knows isn't the best job she has ever done but she is desperate. She feels the drool running down her chin. His hands grip her head as he begins to fuck her mouth. She gags as his cock hits the back of her throat. He does this a couple of times before he holds her head literally choking her with his cock. He continues to hold her there as she desperately tries to breathe. One hand reaches the down pinching her nose not allowing her any way of breathing. Sarah begins to feel lightheaded and feels herself blacking out. Before the darkness overcomes her, Shaw pulled her head back. "Good job whore. You've got my dick nice and ready to fuck you. Now Sam how do you want to be fucked? Just this once I'll let you choose." Sarah thought for a moment but it was unnecessary, she already knew. There was only one thing that a whore like her wanted. She denied it for so long not wanting Chuck to think less of her. However she was free now to be who she really was. She turns around and bends over. She lays her head down as she sticks her ass in the air. She reaches back and spreads her cheeks apart giving Shaw a perfect view of her puckered asshole. "Fuck my ass. Fuck it hard.” Sarah can feel him moving behind her. She hears and feels his spit as it lands right at the top of the crack then as it slides down till it is stopped by the head of his cock. She can feel him teasing her asshole rubbing the spit around the puckered opening. "You didn’t ask correctly Sam.” Sarah whimpers trying to think of what she said. It becomes increasingly difficult as Shaw presses the head in before pulling it out. "Please! Please Shaw! Fuck my ass! Please! I'm begging you to please!" Sarah's crying earnestly as her sexual frustrations become overwhelming. "Please fuck me! Please… Master! Master, please fuck your whore’s slut ass! Please master fuck… Oh shit! Yes! Oh God thank you master!" Sarah screams as Shaw slams inside her ass. There is no gentleness as both know it is wasted on Sarah. Shaw reaches down and pulls Sarah's hair force in her own to her hands. She now begins meeting each thrust. "That's it Sam. Show your master what a dirty whore you are." Sarah redoubles her efforts. She can feel the bruises on her ass as Shaw continued slamming his cock inside her. She loves every minute of it. Pain and pleasure mix bringing her closer to a powerful orgasm. "Come on for let you master here you beg to cum. You better make it good or I'll leave you like this for Chuck to find you." "Please master let your whore cum! Please master I'll be good a whore. I’ll do anything you want. Just please let me cum. Do whatever you want master! Cum in my face, spit on me, pee all over my face. I don't care if you even shit on me. Please just let me cum master! Please!" "Since you asked so nicely, let me give you a special surprise." Sarah's about to ask what is but it's too late. She sees a stun gun in Shaw's hand moving down her body. She wants to beg for him not to do it but she is more afraid of him stopping and not letting her cum then she is of the stun gun. She can hear the crackle of electricity. "Master!" Blinding pain and pleasure hit Sarah all at once. She no longer knows which is which. She screams and screams before she finally passes out slumping to the ground. She wakes to find herself clothed and tied to a chair. She feels completely drained. She looks around to see Shaw who is focused on the monitors. "Master?" Shaw turned to around with that same damn smile "Your husband's here. It's time for you to watch him die." "No master please let him live. I’ll do whatever you want!" "You'll do whatever I want no matter what I do to Chuck. Face it Sam you’re a filthy whore who is incapable of real love. Now I'm going to kill Chuck while you watch but before he dies I will let him know how you begged for me to fuck you. I'll let you watch as his heart breaks then as his life fades away. Then you know what I'm going to do? I'm going to fuck you on his corpse and you'll beg me to do it. Don't try to deny it Sam. We both know it's true." Sarah hangs her head allowing the tears to fall. She cries in fear for Chuck but mostly because Shaw is right. She is his whore and she'll do whatever he wants as long as he fucks her. She stops the tears and looks at the monitors. She finally accepts that she never really was super agent Sarah Walker but has always been Sam the dirty whore.While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. 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