Bound for Survival

by Powerone

  “Yes, firm tits with big nipples. I’m going to enjoy abusing them.” He brought his knife to her waist, but he only cut the buttons off the skirt before it slipped to her feet. He made short work of the rest, slicing the fragile white silk with the knife. She had a fine red-haired bush that was highlighted against her white skin. Her body was covered with freckles. He turned her sideways so all could see her best asset. “Look at that ass. It’s built for a man’s pleasure.”

  She was naked before all of them, and when she looked at them, their eyes never met. Their stare was at her crotch and ass, not her face. She was turned sideways, and she blushed red when he commented on her ass. She wondered what he meant about a man’s pleasure. She knew of the act of sodomy, and she couldn’t deny that she came when she had the handle of her hairbrush pushed into her backside, but a man’s cock, especially this one was huge, thick and long. It would be different when it might happen to her.

  Richard went over to one of the draped pieces and dragged it over to her. The wood scraped harshly on the cobblestone floor. It was heavy, and he was tired by time he got it in place in front of her. He raised her arms higher until her feet were over a foot off the ground. He dragged the apparatus so that it was between her flaying legs as she swung helplessly. He pulled the black cloth off of it so everyone could see his creation. He’d used it often, and it was very practical for his intended use.

  She’d read of bondage devices, but the descriptions weren’t as terrifying as the real thing. She couldn’t figure out everything, but she could see enough to scare her. The frame was heavy wooden timbers so that it wouldn’t tip over no matter how much squirming took place on it. It was as long as a person lying straight out and wide enough so that anyone on it would be bowlegged and spread wide. It appeared to have different layers and the wood pieces that littered the frame would move. It had more leather straps bolted to the wood beams than a person had limbs, sure that it was so that a body could be put in an infinite number of positions, all to accent and leave vulnerable certain parts of the female body. The most depraved part of it was the long black iron bar that ran from end to end in the center. On one end, it was connected to a wheel to make the bar turn. The bar was round and an inch wide, but although the top part of it was smooth, Lucille could see that the bottom of it was rough with bumps. It would only require a flick of the wheel to reverse the positions. The bar was the highest part of the device, and there was only one purpose for it. The victim in the device would have to straddle it between her legs.

  Richard was glad that she didn’t struggle much as he began to lower her, not that it would do any good. The device was wide enough that her legs had no choice but to straddle it, and the lower she went, the wider her legs would have to spread. He centered her correctly on the device.

  Lucille saw everyone look at her crotch as the chain clanked when she was lowered onto the metal bar. Her legs were forced to spread wide, and she felt the rough wood rub on her soft inner thighs as she was forced to straddle it. All of a sudden, it stopped. She saw the man come next to her. His hand went around her waist, but his gaze was between her legs. She saw the black bar only inches from her crotch. He held the other end of the chain in his hand as his hand slid over her mound. She shivered from the touch of a man’s fingers in her bush, lightly touching the fine, red hairs.

  He loved the soft feel of her red hair. His fingers pushed through her bush until he found her puffy lips. He began to part them, and he could feel the dampness. He held them open as he began to lower her down once again. This time, he didn’t stop until her soft pussy lips encased the iron bar in its damp grasp.

  His fingers plucked at her pussy lips and spread them wide as she began to be lowered until she felt the bar. It was cold when it touched her heated pussy, but he didn’t stop until her weight was centered on the bar so that it cut her up her middle. He’d made sure that her lips were spread around it and the unyielding hardness of the bar found her soft inner lips. “What are you doing to me? It feels like your cutting me with a knife between my legs,” she whimpered.

  “Yes, exactly, and can you imagine what it’ll feel like when I turn the bar and you have the rough side of the bar between your legs.” His cock threatened to break free of the leather pouch. He’d get her arranged, and then, he’d free his cock to get his pleasure.

  She was grateful when her arms were lowered and the chain taken off the leather straps, but she couldn’t move as she had the bar between her straddled legs. Her wrists were still bound together.

  He grabbed an ankle and pulled it against the base of the device. There was a leather strap conveniently placed that was wrapped around her slim ankle and tied tight. He moved to the other side and soon had that one bound in a similar fashion. The position forced her knees to bend. She’d soon find out how vulnerable she could be.

  She couldn’t move her legs, but he grabbed her wrists and pulled her forward. She had no choice as he bent her over and he stretched her wrists in front of her. The deeper she was bent, the more her ass rose up into the air. With her legs bent and bound, her buttocks parted rudely and the bar began to press deeper into her slit. When her wrists straddled the front of the device, he took them off the leather cuffs, but he quickly secured each wrist far down at the base near the floor on each side. Her back was arched downward and her ass rose up so high that the bar cut across her pleasure button and her weight drove it harshly into the rigid bar. It felt as though her pleasure button was crushed.

  He looked at his handiwork, and he was pleased. Her breasts hung down like ripe fruit ready to be picked. Her buttocks couldn’t close no matter how much her muscles contracted. She was split open from the top of her crack all the way down to her pussy peeking out from behind with the bar splitting her lips. But his eyes were drawn up her white crack until he got to the tiny star of her anus. It was slightly darker than her pale skin—pink—and blossomed opened and closed as her muscles began to spasm. The spread of her legs made her anal ring open up, and the arch of her ass into the air made it pucker like a blinking star.

  She couldn’t understand why he put her in this obscene position, because the bar wouldn’t allow his cock to take her virginity. Yet, she felt so open and vulnerable. She couldn’t stop her buttocks from clenching uncontrollably, and she felt a strange tremor in her anus. It was like when she put the handle of the hairbrush inside her ass. She saw him come toward her again with a handful of leather straps. He moved behind her, and she couldn’t see what it was. She felt something go over her head and forehead, and then, it tightened. More straps went down the back of her head, and then, she cried out in protest when a thick leather strap went around her neck like a collar. He began to tighten it, and she feared he’d choke her to death with it. “No, I can’t breathe,” she begged and gulped loudly as the collar gripped her neck tightly in its embrace.

  Twin leather straps went to each side of the device that connected the leather helmet. As he began to pull them through the metal ring, her head was forced up until he was happy with the position. He locked the straps. Her head was forced up rigidly, unable to turn to either side, only stare straight ahead. Yet, he wasn’t finished. He had one more device. This one he designed. It was a three-inch leather strap that went around her lower head, but it had a special device in the front. There was a large hole in the strap, but inserted in it was a small circle of wood that went about an inch inside her mouth. He’d cut it so it could be opened wider or smaller with just a turn of a screw on each side. He put his finger in the corner of her lips and pried her reluctant mouth open. Once the wood piece was pushed in, her teeth bit down on it. He tied it behind her head to secure it.

  His foul-tasting fingers pushed into her mouth as she panicked once again when something was forced into her mouth. When it was secured, her mouth was a gaping hole and her drool began to fill her mouth. It took a while before some of it dripped down off her lips as her head was forced up high. She could move her tongue, but her mouth was for
ced open so far that her jaw ached. She feared that she knew the answer why. Her lips were parted wide, and he began to take the pouch off his crotch. He did it in front of her, straddling the front of the device only inches from her mouth.

  Richard proudly displayed his cock as he flung the leather pouch to the floor. His cock jerked in the air, bouncing as it flourished from being confined. He grabbed the shaft and began to stroke it.

  Her head was bound, so she couldn’t take her eyes off his cock. It was everything she read about and more. In the flesh, his cock was bigger than she expected, and the whole thing wasn’t the same color or texture. The head was a deep red and the skin smooth, but the shaft that he rubbed had loose skin that he drove up and down with his pumping hand. His balls hung down like a large fruit, covered in a thatch of wiry black hairs. She knew where his cock would go, and that made her gag at the thought of the head shoved in her mouth that was slick with shiny juices that his stroking forced from the tip. She saw the milky drops pushed out the tiny hole.

  She couldn’t do anything but accept her fate as he moved forward. He held his cock in front of him like a spear, and he was eager as she felt his hot cock begin to enter her mouth. It took only a second before it pushed out the other side of the gag inside her mouth. She tried to push her tongue out of the way, but all she did was make his cock jump passionately when it accidently touched it. She could feel it try to bounce up, but it was constricted by the wooden whole that kept her mouth open. He pushed in deeper, and it slid across her tongue and left a stain of leaking cum and the unpleasant taste of the thick crème. She feared his climax. She’d read all about a man climaxing, but this would be much different. She’d have to contend with its aftereffects in her mouth.

  Her hot, wet mouth was a delight. His cock jerked from her hot breath, but the first touch of her tongue on it drove a drop of cum to leak out as he struggled to control his growing arousal. He began to feed inch after inch of his cock into her unwilling mouth. Her tongue couldn’t hide from his cock, and it was as if she swished it over his cock. “Your mouth was born to suck my cock,” he proclaimed loudly for all to hear. He didn’t have to hold her head to drive his cock as deep as he wanted. Her head was fixed in place, Lucille unable to escape from having her mouth or throat impaled on his cock. He’d teach her the finer aspects of taking a man in her throat.

  She couldn’t see any of the other people all she could see was his belly inches from her face as he continued to drive his cock deeper into her mouth. The big head of his cock banged hard as he drove in deep, and she feared that the rest of his cock would continue to drive in. The head of his cock was too big for her throat, but the minute it blocked it, she gagged deep in her belly. It was like a cork that plugged her throat. She struggled to breathe through her nose. He held it there for a second, but then, she felt relief when he pulled back. He pulled it almost all the way out, but then he shoved back in, harder this time as the very tip of his cock lodged into her throat. Through all of this, she had to contend with the hard bar of iron between her pussy lips and her crushed pleasure button. It ached continually.

  “GGGLLUGGH!” It came from deep in her throat, and her stomach turned. He can’t get his cock in my throat, can he? She knew the only way he’d stop was if he climaxed. She was disgusted at the thought of taking his cum in her mouth, but if it would keep his cock from her throat, it had to be a better alternative. She feared that she’d die of asphyxiation if he managed to shove that monster in her throat. She had to please him in the only way she could. Her tongue began to dance over his cock as he shoved it back in. More of his cum leaked out, but it was the only thing she could do. He slammed into her throat again, but he withdrew with the same speed. He began to fuck her mouth, and each time, he tried to breach her throat. He had more success with each thrust as he drove in harder. It was just a fraction of an inch more with each thrust, but her gags became more frequent. Her tongue grew tired of trying to pleasure him, but she didn’t stop. She shifted her weight on the bar, but that only made it worse when it rubbed on her tender flesh.

  Richard knew it was only a matter of time before he’d breach her throat. He’d done this dozens of times. Her gagging grew louder. He gave one final thrust with his hips, driving his cock in with all the power he could muster. The head of his cock smashed into her throat, but although it should’ve hurt, all he felt was pleasure when her tiny throat suddenly yawned open when she choked on his cock.

  “CCCOUGGHHH, GGLLLUGGH!” Tears fell from her eyes as she coughed on his cock. This time, it was different when she gagged. Her mouth opened wider and so did her throat. It was as if she tried to accommodate his cock inside, and that is what happened. She couldn’t believe it to be possible, but the head of his cock was wedged in her throat like a fist. Her muscles clenched uncontrollably to push it out, but she was powerless to resist his hard cock. He began to grind his hips from side to side, and it felt like he was trying to corkscrew his cock into her reluctant throat. She couldn’t do anything to stop it. Her tongue was pinned to the bottom of her mouth by his long shaft, and he no longer pulled his cock out. He was content to be in her tight throat.

  “MMLLGGHH!” That is the only sounds that came from her plugged mouth. Her nostrils flared as she began to grow dizzy from lack of air. She was sure that she’d die from a cock down her throat.

  He couldn’t withdraw his cock from her throat. It felt too good. Her small throat compressed the head of his cock, but it was her tireless muscles that rippled along it to try to push it out ineffectively that brought him the pleasure that he deserved. To continue the pleasure, he began to stroke the part of his cock that still stuck out of her mouth.

  It grew more degrading as he started to masturbate his cock in her mouth. She could feel his pumping hand that forced the head of his cock deeper into her gullet. She could taste the bile that began to come up from her stomach as she continued to cough and gag. How much more of this can I withstand?

  The excitement of stripping her naked and then binding her in his dungeon was too much for him. He needed to cum, but he wouldn’t do it in her throat, at least not this time. He’d make sure that she tasted his cum before he’d make her swallow it. He began to pull his cock out of her throat. It was difficult as a powerful suction fought to keep it inside her throat.

  His cock came out of her throat with a loud pop. Her drool ran excessively. Her throat was rid of his cock, and she wanted to make sure he wouldn’t fuck her throat again. Her tongue worked over his cock, scooping up the leaking cum with enthusiasm. She tongued every inch of his cock, from the head all the way down the shaft. If she could’ve moved her head, she would’ve ridden it and tightened her lips on his cock, anything to make him cum.

  “Yes, her tongue is swirling over my cock.” He suddenly pulled his cock out of her mouth. Quickly, he removed the mouth gag. “Suck my cock and make me cum.” He wanted her to suck his cock voluntarily and show everyone that he’d tamed her.

  She was glad to be rid of the mouth gag, and she still couldn’t move her head much, but she made the best of it. She wrapped her lips tight around the shaft of his cock, and her tongue swirled over the head, tapping at the hole with the tip of her tongue until he jetted out prematurely. The thick cum swirled in her mouth to soil it with its foul taste, but she didn’t stop. “Cum in my mouth,” she mumbled on his cock.

  He hoped everyone heard her surrender as he speeded up his thrusts. Her hot mouth and tight lips were all that he needed. Her tongue was an added pleasure. He stroked the shaft of his cock and that was all that was needed. He kept the head of his cock in her mouth with her lips sealed just beneath the thick ridge around the head. Every muscle in his body grew tense as he felt the pleasure race up from his balls. He could feel the ecstasy as his cock spurted out lavishly into her mouth to choke her, but he refused to pull his cock out. He jetted once again, not as much, but her cheeks began to balloon with the growing mouthful of cum. “Swallow my cum or you’ll choke on it.” He cou
ldn’t stop another jet of cum shoot out as he watched her struggle to take it down her gullet.

  It was so thick and foul tasting, blanketing every inch of her mouth. She didn’t think it would shoot out so hard, and she choked when it shot to the back of her mouth and some of it went down the wrong way. He was prolific, jetting repeatedly as she struggled to get the thick crème go into her stomach. It was difficult, dripping down slowly as she gulped to make it go down quicker. He had to have shot gallons of cum into her mouth before he finally finished, yet he didn’t remove his cock. She ran her tongue over the head and managed to get a few more drops, but he was finished. His cock finally slipped out of her mouth, but the taste never disappeared. She was glad that this was over with. Her pussy hurt from sitting on the iron rod.

  CHAPTER 13

  Backside Beauty

  Richard began to take the leather harness off her head. It was no longer needed. His cock had tamed her mouth. She’d made him cum, and he lost some of his hardness, but he’d get it back soon enough.

  She was glad to get the harness off her, but now, she had a difficult time keeping her head up. Her arms were stretched out in front of her so she had no way to support her head for longer than a few minutes.

  He could see that she was in an uncomfortable position, but he knew how to remedy it. He began to move the secondary frame in front of her, and her arms began to go lower. It tilted her body down, but he wasn’t finished. The back half of the device was also adjustable. He could tweak it precisely in any direction he wanted. That was important to expose her distinctly for all to view her as well as for him to have her available in any manner that he chose to take her with his hands, mouth or cock.

  Lucille felt the back end of the device begin to rise up. She knew that she’d lose her virginity now. She’d hoped he was finished after he came in her mouth, but obviously, men got hard easily. She had to reconcile to the fact that a cock would soon be inside her. At least this was a normal act, not a perversion, in spite of the fact that she was bound and spread. Her pussy ached, but she knew that he’d have to take her off the bar in order to fuck her properly.