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A new Bill	By : vzon20011 Category: +G through L > King of the Hill Views: 12164 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own King of the Hill or it's characters. This is fantasty parody fanfiction. Not for profit, just for fun. Original characters are coincidental of fiction,real, alive, or dead persons.

Chapter List
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In this chapter: Anal rape, cold water torture, video voyeaurism, bondage gear.
The plot thickens, What could Kahn be talking about in the end? Plus in this chapter. Anal rape, cold water, and food torture.

Bill pulled a small jar of petroleum jelly out of his pocket. Started slathering a good amount on his hardened penis. He also slowly rubbed some jelly inside his slave’s small darken sphincter . Massaging it in with his fore finger, then with the middle finger to the knuckle. His bound slave started to protest even more. Trying to wiggle her bum out of reach. Bill pulled his finger out, and climbed up unto the table between her legs. Angling his penis head to the entrance of her asshole. The slave shouted “ No please! Not there!!! No one‘s been there before!!!“ “Lucky me.” Bill said grabbing her hips, and plunging in. There was some resistance going in. The sensation was almost like popping a girl’s cherry. Bill worked his way in. Feeling the strong anus muscles squeez his penis. The lube help make everything nice, and slick. Soon Bill got into rhythm after everything started to smooth out.
It didn’t feel good for his anal virgin slave. She was screaming hysterically, and trying to free herself from the pipes that held her. Looking like a worm that was caught in a birds beak. Minh's upper torso shook up, and down, side to side violently. Bill kept plunging in, and out of her ass. It felt to good to stop. He grabbed the top pipe to use it for leverage for deeper thrusts.
Bill could see on the television screen the pain on his slave’s face. Gone was her smirking smile, and hooded eyes. Replaced with open mouth, and eyes’ bulging with each thrust. Bill felt himself building up to cum. His thrusts started to get faster. Pulling out till the ridge of his penis cleared her sphincter. Then slamming back in.
Not able to hold it anymore. Bill slammed inside Minh one more time. He felt his cum squirt strongly as he quivered in a climax. Minh's head shot up, and she gasped out as the hot sperm burned her insides. Bill almost blacked out. That was the best sex he had in years since his wife left him. The excitement of it being forbidden intensified it.
Bill dropped his head forward with his forehead on her warm sweaty back. Minh, his slave was breathing hard, and sobbing with her forehead touching the table. She tried to shake Bill out of her. Sensing that he was done, but Bill liked the tightness so he didn‘t want to pull out. Eventually, he did slide back pulling his redden out of her asshole. The sphincter slowly retract, and close. His cum was dribbling from it down unto her small pinkish black pussy. Then dripping unto the table top in a puddle.
Bill had dreamed of this day for awhile now. He had watched her try to struggle free of the restraints. Just like in the BDSM videos he‘d seen. Wouldn’t she be shocked to know that idiot Bill was her master now. He had put his seed deep inside her. It would be a real blow to her pride.
Bill knew better than to reveal himself to her. His online contacts said he must keep his identity a secret. Using the black leather mask kept him from getting into trouble in the future. Plus it gave him a sense of authority while training his slave. He would be her entire world soon , no one else would matter. His contacts also suggested training her with pain, and pleasure. With pain, and humiliation to break her down in the beginning. Pleasure would be the award for her being obedient.
“You’ll never get away with this. My father is a general, and he will hunt you down.” winpered out the slave. With another smack that made her yelp. “ I see that we’re going to need more work on your attitude.” With a thought, Bill pulled out a cell phone from his pocket to look at the time. “ Looks like that will be tomorrow.” He went to the table releasing his slave.
The table was a good purchase from a thrift store. Someone probably paid a thousand dollars for it in the past before donating it to charity . Bill bought it for less than a hundred. He modified it to rotate, and break down for storage when not needed. The pipes were adjustable, and could be broken down too.
His slave didn’t want to move from the table. He used the horse crop to give her some motivation. Bill led his slave by her neck chain to the black metal floor drain in the room. He then attached two more chains to her collar that were hanging from ceiling hooks. The bondage collar, and chains kept her from sinking down to the ground in a blubbery mass. Bill turned leaving the room without a word.
Pushing past the black nylon drape that covered the entrance. He went to a business desk on wheels just outside the dungeon. It had a computer monitor with key board on it. The monitor screen was divided into little squares. Each showing different parts of the refit building property. Unknown to his slave there was small wireless cameras in the corners of her dungeon. He enlarged her image on the monitor to watch her in the room. His online contacts said he could make a profit by 24 hour streaming his slave live training in certain European markets. Bill had went online with his dungeon the first time when getting the T.V. cart. As far as anyone knew is slave training was all an act. Bill could see he had quite a few of followers since his slave’s first punishment. Later, he will upload the video footage from the camera on the tripod to a porno tube site.
Bill left the desk, and went to the drop sink outside the office/dungeon. He attached a water hose with a sprayer to the faucet of the sink. Turning on the cold water to full. He grabbed some cleaning supplies, and stretched the hose on his way back into the dungeon. After placing the items unto the table. Bill walked over to his slave unlocking her wrists. He pulled her pink bathrobe off throwing it into a corner of the room. His slave started to cover her breast, and pussy with her arms being modest. Giving him the evil eye, and an ear full of hatred. Bill sprayed her down with ice cold water which shocked her mute. He then roughly sprayed her all over her body. It was comical to see her try to protect her body with her arms. Pulling away from the water spray. The chains kept her dancing around in a circle. He could see the whelps on her backside starting to form where he spanked her bare bottom. Bill started to shampoo her hair after wetting her down. He could see her shaking from the cold water. She tried wrapping her arms around her for warmth. Little goose pimples started forming on her skin. Bill then took a soap bar, lathering up his hands to wash her body. She tried to push his hands away from her. So Bill locked her wrist behind her back again. He finished washing her body with her face turned down, and red from embarrassment. He made sure to explore every nook, and cranny. Well not the cranny, because he had already been in that one.
After his slave’s bath Bill released her wrists again. Adding some more bondage gear to her. He slid unto her arms long black leather sleeves. They looked like long black gloves except there was no fingers. They ended in a tapered point with a silver ring on the end. The other end of the sleeves had a strap, and buckle that connected together behind her neck. She could use her arms freely for the night. The leather will keep her from using her fingers to escape.
Bill led his slave over to the unfinished space in the back of the room. Locking her neck chain to one of the rings on the top steel beam. He left the room coming back with food, and water in big stainless steel bowls. The food was a mix of things plus birth control from a Mexican pharmacy. It that made her turn her nose up. Oh well, He wasn’t running a restaurant. He pulled out of the space a plastic cushion mat, and threw it down near her robe.
“ This is where you’ll sleep. If you got to piss, and shit do it over the drain. Minh started to protest, then said “ Yes, master.” He worried about her calling him master so soon. Perhaps she was giving him lip service till he left. Then she would try to make her escape. Bill thought she couldn’t, but she was very smart to think of something. His slave didn’t know she would be the only one in the tank refit building at night. She would always think he'd be outside of her prison. Bill had to go home to keep up appearances, so not to be suspected. He carried out of the room the used box, and diaper locking the dungeon door with the a key pad. Checking one last time his computer equipment was working properly. He secured the building, and headed home at his usual time. As he was getting out of his car in front of his home. Bill could see Kahn walking back, and fourth on his own drive way. Kahn was talking furiously loud into a cell phone. Mostly in Laotian language , and some English. The English that Bill heard was “ It was too soon!!!! 2 Million!!!!” Hoping not to catch Kahn’s eye during his tirade. Bill took the box, and diaper to the outside trash. That reminded him to go get the inside trash too. While he was at it he started to clean up his property a little.
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