by Powerone
“AAWRREEOOOWWWW!” It felt like he branded her insides with the rod as she struggled with her bound limbs, thrashing in the tight bondage. “Not theeeere,” she implored him, but the rod was back, slashing the same spot as she felt the muscles of her anus go into uncontrollable spasms of pain.
“Are you ready to surrender, Caitlin, and beg for my organ to take you?” He tapped the rod on her anus, not hard, but enough to get her body to flinch in expected pain.
“Yes, yesss,” she implored him.
“Will you give my organ its pleasure? Will you squeeze me with your innards until I shoot my seed in your unworthy body?” He continued to tap her anus with the rod until he heard her final surrender.
“Yes, no more, take me with your organ. I’ll give you your pleasure.” Her sobbing body submitted to his power over her.
William grabbed her hair until she gazed at his magnificent cock. He stroked it inches from her mouth as he saw the look of terror on her face. Drops of his seed covered the plum-like head with his shiny fluid. He released her head and went behind her, staring at her shuddering thighs spread so wide. He pushed his long, slim fingers into her cunt and felt her tightness. He parted her labia so he could see all of the pink flesh.
Geoffrey saw Lord William look at his fingers as he pulled them out of her cunt. “Shall you take her there?”
“Removed the spikes from the table and lower her down so she rests on it. I want her to be able to take my powerful thrusts inside her and give me my pleasure.”
Vital helped Geoffrey as they took the spikes off the table and then slowly lowered her arms and legs down until her belly rested on the table. They pulled her arms up a bit higher again to keep her upper body from slumping too low. Vital would play with her tits while Lord William took her. Geoffrey hastily brought over a footstool for Lord William to stand on so he would be at a better angle. He suspected that he’d take Caitlin, not as a woman, but as a man might take a boy.
William stroked his organ as the mushroom-like head swelled to such enormous proportions. He stood on the footstool, but then, he rubbed some oil on his cock until it was slick and glistened in the light. He didn’t let Caitlin see his movements. He wanted to hear her gasp in surprise when she found out his intentions.
Caitlin cried out when his fingers dug into her buttocks, yanking them apart and aggravating the welts where the birch rod had done its work. She expected he did that to cause her pain, but then, she felt something different. She cringed when she felt the hot, hard head of his organ push against the tiny opening of her anus. The moment it touched her there, his cock jerked in pleasure and sent her tiny anus into uncontrollable spasms. “NOOOOO!” She panicked as she felt the pressure against the tender and untouched spot. “What are you doing?”
“I’ll take you where I desire, Caitlin. Since your husband has taken your maidenhood, I want to know the penetration of another tunnel that hasn’t been deflowered.
She felt the monstrous pillar of flesh try to bury its head in her backside. She cried out as his organ diabolically enlarged her tiny hole. She felt her anal ring begin to open under the terrible attack as her muscles tried to fight the invader off. She should have realized what he’d do; he did the same to Orla. She was forced to watch as he entered Orla’s backside, and she took every painful thrust inside a place that shouldn’t be entered from the outside. “Don’t push so hard, it hurtttts…” Her cry was cut off when her backside contracted desperately to push the invader out but lost the battle as the thick, slick head of his organ stretched her so wide until her anal ring snapped shut on the offending organ and trapped it in her tight hole. It felt like a huge log was trapped in her rectum, bouncing and jerking against the tight muscles. She couldn’t stop the violent contractions of her body.
William felt the pleasure as the hot, tight vise of her anus gripped his cock into the depths of her bowels. He couldn’t stop his hips from moving as he succeeded little by little to sleeve his cock in the tight sheath of her guts. Her muscles fought him, but she didn’t realize that the contractions and the circling movements of her sphincter delighted him even more. He didn’t know how long he could hold back the eruption of his seed.
William felt the frenzy as his half-buried cock in her ass, hardening and swelling bigger as the blood poured into the thick head. He pressed harder to fight his way inside the hot blanket of her guts in the hope of feeling his heavy ball sack slap harshly against her pussy from behind. She grunted, gasped, and cried out, but her desperation was overshadowed by his pleasurable panting.
Vital went beneath her titties to slap and pinch them as Lord William drew his pleasure from her ass hole. He knew that the added stimulation of her breasts would make her clench tighter on the lord’s organ and drive his seed from his balls. Then, Vital would have his chance in her back passage.
Sweat gleamed on Caitlin’s body as she was forced to surrender to the strength of his powerful organ in such a profane place. His rigid organ lanced through her anus as it spread her wider. The pain was excruciating until she gave up the fight and admitted his organ into her rectum. She cried and begged, but he continued to drive his organ deeper into her bowels as it filled her. He bottomed out inside her as she felt him flex his organ and pushed hard against her elastic walls to stretch them. Then, he pulled out, feeling as though her guts were extracted with his organ, and then he thrust back in so hard that it took her breath away. One moment she was almost free of his organ; the next, it filled her round tube with his hard, pulsating flesh like a serpent. He pounded in her as her nipples were abused. His body slapped against her with each powerful thrust. Then, she felt his organ swell, and she recognized the signs. He cried out, but his cry was pleasure, not pain as he crammed his organ into the deepest depths of her bowels. It began to jerk, and then, she felt the dreaded, hot ejaculation of his seed flood her in a place that was not destined to take such things. She couldn’t control her own contractions that rippled up and down his organ as though she tried to drive more of his seed in her intestines. He ejaculated repeatedly until her body was flooded with his hot, foul seed.
William never felt anything as good as this. With his cock buried in her ass, he filled her with his wanton seed as her untrained body milked it from his testicles. His body was still arched up and taut as he finished, but he enjoyed the way her muscles squeezed his organ as if she wanted more from his testicles. Finally, he couldn’t fight the spastic muscles as they discharged him from the swollen, red hole between her cheeks. His white crème dripped out of her hole as it finally snapped shut.
Vital was ready as soon as Lord William unsheathed his organ from her ass. He pushed the stool aside; he didn’t need the added height. He took his place behind her and heard her shriek in agony as his broader organ delved into the depths of her guts. He cared little for her displeasure, bottoming out in her wet hole with one plunge. He held there briefly then ripped his organ back out until the tight ring of her anus trapped it. Then, he began to sodomize her hard and fast, tearing up and down her wet, tight hole until he shot his stored-up seed into her backside with such pleasure.
She thought the first organ was bad, but the next one was thicker, and he took her hard and fast. It didn’t take him long to satisfy his lust, but another took his place as soon as he pulled his organ out. This one wasn’t as thick, but it felt like a snake that pushed into her bowels, so long and slithering. She had to take long thrusts that churned her guts until he was done. She thought she was done, but Lord William was back, and for the fourth time, her chafed and twitching backside was visited by an organ. He wasn’t as hard and demanding as the first time, but her backside was burned up by the powerful friction of all three men. She thought he’d never finished, finally forced to clench her muscles onto his organ as if she wanted this as much as he did. It was the only way that she could end her misery. He finally pulled his organ out of her well-used backside.
“I think she should pay honor to Lord William’s organ.” Geoffre
y cracked with pleasure as he yanked on her head to pull her up to stare as Lord William’s shrunken organ wagged in her face.
Caitlin grimaced with nausea at his slimy, shrunken organ that dangled in her face. She didn’t have time to refuse the sordid act before she felt the birch rod slip up between her legs and attack her cunny with such harshness. Vital was ready to strike again. Caitlin at once opened her mouth and accepted his organ. She closed her eyes as she gagged on the soiled, limp organ that sat heavily on her tongue. Her lips clasped tight around the wet shaft, and her body shook violently in tremors as she began to work on making his organ clean. She licked, sucked until Lord William’s organ was shiny and clean. When she finally spit it out, it glistened with her spit as she was forced to swallow. Then, she had to do the same thing for Geoffrey and Vital.
Chapter 13
Home with a Virgin Treasure
William loved to tease himself, and he did that with Elan. After taking Orla and Caitlin, he secured the three women in separate cells and didn’t touch them again on the way home. He had a special treat for Elan. He’d enjoy her in front of his friends. He was sure that he could convince her to accommodate all his perverse desires with the minimum of harshness. She’d seen Orla and Caitlin forced under duress to submit. They had fought back and lost.
William’s ships were welcomed by his people with celebration, though the majority of Wexford didn’t see much celebration in the sacking of another Irish village. When William arrived at his home, he found a surprise.
“You look ravishing, my love,” he took Alastair in his arms and kissed her passionately. In spite of the women that sated his lust on the return trip, his wife always brought his erection to such hardness. He finally broke the kiss and stepped back. “How long have you been here?”
“Almost a week now.”
“How do you like your new home?”
“It’s more than I expected. The house is more than adequate, and the village people are respectable, but you can see the reluctance in their eyes.”
“That’s not reluctance; it’s fear. And it’s justified.”
“I see you have already fitted the house for your peculiarities?”
“So, you have found my dungeon. I suspected you would.” He had no shame about his desire for women in his dungeon. “And did you indulge your peculiarities?” He saw the smile on her face. “I’m hope you found Bridget to your liking?”
“You trained her well. And, yes, she takes to a strong woman as well as a man. Did you bring any new treasures back from your trip?”
“Yes, in fact, that was the purpose of my excursion to the western coast. A rebel earl has been bothering King Henry II, and I was dispatched to take care of the problem by the Irish king. He was nowhere to be found, but I suspected that. He will come to me now that I have his wife and her two ladies in my custody.”
“And did you already fancy yourself with her and her ladies?” They were never as good once William took to them. He knocked all the reluctance out of them.
“I do have one of the ladies untouched by me, and from what I suspect; no man has ever touched her. I plan to make a spectacle of it for my friends, and since you’re back, also for my wife to see.”
“I wouldn’t miss it for the world, but I hope that you’ll wait long enough to satisfy your wife with your manhood first. It’s been a long time since I enjoyed the company of a man instead of a woman.”
“But, of course, I won’t arrange it with her until the weekend. You might visit her before then, if you have a mind to.”
“No, I’ll wait. I thought I might help you with her. I do love to unveil a lovely virgin for all to see. It’s always much more humiliating to be stripped naked by a woman in front of so many strange men, especially for a shy virgin.”
“I always enjoy your participation and my friends do, also.”
* * * *
Lugaed landed in Wexford on a small skiff, late at night when the moon was just a sliver in the sky. His ship was moored far off from the harbor and out of sight. He went to the pub and soon met many men that despised the Normans as much as he did. It didn’t take long before he found what he was looking for. On the second night, he met her at the pub.
“Thank you for coming,” Lugaed said as she sat down. She was a beautiful woman, Irish for sure. Her name was Brea, and she worked at Lord William’s house. She previously worked for Lord Liam Collins, but since his demise at the hands of Lord William, she now worked for him. She hated him with a vengeance; Lord Collins was always good to her and her family. And she hated the occupation of her country by the Normans.
“I’m looking for three Irish women that Lord William captured and brought to Wexford. One of them is the wife of my lord. She’s a fine beauty with red hair. Have you seen them?”
She’d made sure that it wasn’t a trap, finding one his relatives living in Wexford. “Yes, I’ve seen them, all three of them.”
“Do you know where they’re kept?”
“In the house, Lord William has built a dungeon in the cellar. He has Lord Collin’s daughter locked in a cell there after he defiled her. Your three women are in cells.” She waited for a moment before she told him, afraid of his response, but he needed to know. “I hear that two of them have already been defiled on the ship coming to Wexford. The other one will be on Saturday. Lord William has his friends come over to watch.”
“Is it the red-haired one for Saturday?” Lugaed didn’t know what he could do to stop it. He didn’t have enough men to do anything but find Caitlin for Harkin.
“No, sorry, it’s one of the others. I thought I heard the name is Elan.” She saw the look of anguish on his face.
“I can’t do anything. I’m here just to find her until Lord Harkin returns. It might be weeks or months before he returns. I have to return to my village and wait for him. Would you be willing to help him?”
“Yes, but I’m not sure how much I can do. He has many men in the village and many ships. I hate him, but he is strong.”
“My lord is cunning. I appreciate you talking to me. Any help you can give him would be appreciated.”
“I’ll see if others in the house might help. There might be a way to get in and out without alarming them.” She wanted to help if she could.
“Thank you.” Lugaed left and took the skiff back to the ship and set sail for home. He hoped that Lord Harkin would return quickly. He feared for the safety of Caitlin and the two ladies. William was evil and ruthless.
* * * *
William was glad to have Alastair back and to have a warm body in his bed every night. She was a loving wife that understood what made him happy. And he did the same for her.
The gathering on Saturday night was planned meticulously. He wanted to leave little to chance. Ten of his closest friends would attend, including Dr. Philip. He had the large dining room in the house cleaned out and moved a bed into the center of the room, a very large bed. They would bring up the other two women soon, with Elan brought up last.
The women knew there was trouble brewing when they were allowed to take baths and fix their hair. They weren’t allowed to be together, but they passed in the halls and each had a look of fear in their eyes.
The men were seated and waited. They sipped fine wine and smoked cigars as they waited patiently. William always put on a good show.
Caitlin and Orla were brought in first. They wore velvet robes as if they were regal, but their wrists were bound behind their backs like slaves. They saw the large crosses in front of the room, with chains and leather cuffs in the four corners. Men waited for each of them, and as soon as their wrists were unbound, they set upon them. The robes were stripped off them to reveal their naked bodies beneath them. Their arms and legs were spread and bound until they were pinned against the crosses. Caitlin saw the way the men looked at her and Orla, fearing that they would take advantage of them. There was a large bed in the center of the room, and Caitlin feared that Elan would be defiled by Lord William, ju
st as she had been. She feared for Elan, a virgin. Elan watched what happened to Caitlin and Orla, so she knew the ways of foul men, but that didn’t make it any easier.
Elan was grateful that she was dressed when they brought her into the room, but the large bed in the center of the room professed her destiny. She wore a peasant blouse that was held together with fragile ties. The skirt was wide, and she only had silk pantaloons beneath it. Her feet were bare as well as too much of her legs. She saw all the men stare at her as she was led in, but it was Lord William she feared as he lay sprawled out on the bed, clad only in a blue robe, but there was no escaping the bulge in it as if he had stroked his own organ before she was brought in. Next to the bed was Dr. Philip, and in his hand he had a small whip, the handle of white ivory and was carved into the shape of a serpent wrapped around it. She feared the whip if she didn’t do as she’d be demanded, but she was repulsed by Lord William and his organ. She’d seen too much of what happened to Orla and Caitlin, unable to fathom how she’d allow herself to succumb to what he’d do to her in front of everyone.
“Come onto the bed, Elan, I await your virginal beauty.” He shifted slightly as his cock reared in pleasure when she crawled onto the bed. He saw the gentle sway of her naked breasts beneath the peasant blouse and the long legs that he’d enjoy wrapped around his ass when he penetrated her. His hand wandered to caress her body as she lay next to him.
The minute his clammy hand touched her arm, she shrank away, but she felt the gentle slap of the whip on her backside. She clamped her thighs together to shield her virginal flower that Lord William planned to take with his growing organ. His hand found her arm again; this time, it moved higher to spread across her face as his other hand held her from shrinking away. She tried to move away, but he was strong and her struggles were futile. She found herself being drawn closer to his eyes and his waiting mouth. She promised herself not to beg or scream out, but the moment she felt his wet kiss on the soft skin of her neck, the horror of him taking her was too much to accept. “Please, no.” She tried to shrink away from his touch. His wet kiss was soft but demanding.
