by Powerone
“GGGLLLUGGGHH!”
Once he breached her throat for the first time, he pulled his cock out and Joseph took his place.
She didn’t even have a chance to suck in air when one cock pulled out and replaced instantly by another. She began to feel the differences in men’s cock after intimately exploring three of them with her mouth. Some were thicker or longer, and their cum tasted different and thicker. But they all tasted foul. Both men were eager for their pleasure, and she knew it wouldn’t be long before they came in her mouth. They got too excited seeing her suck the first cock.
The two of them went back and forth with her mouth, never deserting it more than a few seconds. She choked and gagged on their cocks, but they cared little except for the cum building up in their balls and the need to release it in her mouth.
Theodore was the first to cum in her mouth. He plugged her lips with his cock as he stroked the shaft until he jetted in her mouth. It shot out to the back of her mouth, and he was pleased when he heard her choke on it. That didn’t stop him as he pumped his shaft more vigorously as he let lose a torrent of cum into her mouth. Her cheeks ballooned like a squirrel with nuts, but he wouldn’t remove his cock until he was assured that she swallowed every drop.
More cum filled her belly as she tried to get it to go down. He’d masturbated his cock in her mouth until he came. She gave his cock one last pass with her tongue before she got relief when he pulled out, yet it was only seconds before the other cock was back, and he wanted his pleasure. He’d pumped his cock as the other man came in her mouth, and he was ready too soon. She barely had a chance to breathe before he shoved his cock into her mouth, and he came instantly. He cared little that her mouth still had the other man’s cum in it. She gulped and gurgled as she tried to contend with another mouthful of foul tasting cum.
There were so many men left even after she took three of them in her mouth. She was placed on her back on the floor, one cock took her pussy while another kneeled next to her mouth and made her suck the head of his cock while she was fucked hard. The one in her pussy never came. They all seemed to have a desire to cum in her mouth, and they wouldn’t be denied. She was placed on her knees while he fucked her mouth, and another took her pussy from behind. She feared he’d take her backside, so she was grateful when a big cock filled her once-virgin pussy and fucked her. She had only one alternative. She opened her mouth each time, in spite of the fact that she knew that the cock would spew into her mouth and she’d have to swallow it.
Her mouth was never left alone, but the worst was when she was put on her back and one man sat on her chest. He gripped her breasts and wrapped them around his cock as he began to fuck her breasts. It was the most obscene thing that happened to her. She had to watch the bright red head of his cock snake out the top of her breasts and feel his scratchy balls rub along her skin as he fucked her breasts. But it was when he bent over her face and drove his cock down her throat with a powerful thrust that was the worst. He never pulled his cock from her throat, cumming inside her gullet. At least she didn’t have to taste his cum until he withdrew his cock from her throat and she was forced to wash it down.
She lost count on how many and who came. With her mouth filled with a man’s cock, she had to grip two others with her hands and masturbate them to keep them hard. They came on her face, her breasts and no part of her body was immune from the hot cum that blanketed it shamefully. They forced her to lick it up. She lost count on how many mouthfuls of cum she swallowed, but she knew it was more than six. When she was finished, her stomach gurgled from all the cum that filled it. Only then did they take her back to The House.
CHAPTER 16
Plump Ass
Frances didn’t fully understand what happened to her last time, but she embraced it. She’d always thought she was too big, especially her backside, but Joseph paid so much attention to it, and it was as if he worshiped it. She’d lost her virginity to him, but it was his probing of her anus that excited her. She never expected a man would want to touch her in such a place, but Joseph touched and kissed it. The first time she felt a finger breach her sphincter, she was ashamed of the unnatural act, yet it wasn’t painful, just uncomfortable. By the time he probed, licked, fingered and shoved a candle up her backside, she no longer felt that way. Then, there was the matter of her having an orgasm when her pussy was whipped with a ruler. She didn’t even tell the other women about that. She couldn’t understand how she got pleasure from that, but it was undeniable.
She was excited when she was called back to Joseph and Clara’s house. She was surprised when she was given a sweater and slacks to wear, but when she turned in the mirror and saw the way that her buttocks were enhanced by the tightfitting slacks, she grew moist. Even more shameful was that she was naked beneath the sweater and slacks. Every step she took the slacks rode up and down her slit as though it masturbated her. The sweater wasn’t cashmere but wool, and her nipples grew hard from the rough fabric that rubbed back and forth over them. It was as if her clothes slowly aroused her.
The room she was taken to was the same room, but it had been transformed. It looked like a jail, all the way to include bars on the other side of the room, but that wasn’t what caught her attention. It was the array of whips, paddles, canes and other assorted items. She never saw anything like it before. Then, there was the bar bolted to the floor waist high and the tables with leather cuffs attached to them. Even the heavy wooden chair in the center of the room was bolted to the floor with black iron bolts. The room was made for punishment. She grew wetter at the thought of what would happen.
Joseph and the others came into the room. They sat on the large upholstered chairs that surrounded her while Joseph walked over to him. He was dressed in his police uniform, all the way down to the thick leather belt around his waist. It would prove useful later and not by being around his waist. He could tan an ass with it if he desired.
Frances had learned what she had to do to please these men. “Why am I here?” Her voice strained in fear as she gazed at him dressed as a policeman.
“My men caught you and brought you here for interrogation. And you’ll address me as Sheriff or Sir.” He picked up a bamboo rod. It was flexible and still had knots on it. It had a firm grip for his hand, so he could wield it with authority.
“Please, I’ll tell you anything.” She saw the way he looked at her as he tapped the cane against his leg. “Sheriff.”
“I know everything I need about you, Frances. I’m here to administer your punishment, and I believe in corporal punishment. The severity of it will depend on your cooperation. As you see, there is a jury to watch, and they’ll take part in administering the punishment.”
“I’ll do what you want, please, don’t hurt me.”
Joseph rubbed the front of his pants as his erection grew bigger at the thought of what he’d do this time. “My cock will grow harder from your anguish. Stand in the center of the room, your back to me.”
She turned her back to them and stood there. It was more intense when she couldn’t see him or know what he’d do.
“Spread your legs, Frances.” He saw that lovely ass outlined in the tight pants. He could make out the sharp divide of her cheeks. She spread her legs obediently.
She knew that it left her pussy vulnerable, not sure if it scared her or made her excited. She enjoyed when he spanked her pussy with a ruler, but the rod in his hand was much more severe. She waited for long seconds. She heard a whistle and didn’t realize what it was until she felt it.
Joseph stepped to the side so he could get a good aim. He swung the cane through the air, and it whistled as it cut through the air. He swung it through her legs and then sharply up. His aim was precise, and the cane thudded against her crotch.
“TTHHUMPP!”
“OOOOWWWW!” Frances’s piercing cry rang out in the room as she was jolted to her toes when the cane hit her pussy with such ferocity. It was much more intense than the ruler and far more painful. Her feet fi
nally settled back down flat on the floor. As the pain went away, it was replaced with something else. The cane had found the bottom of her slit and pushed harshly between it. It still tingled, but she wasn’t sure if it was pain or pleasure that began to build up.
Joseph let her take in the pain before he hit her again. He wanted the anticipation to build up. He pushed the cane to the floor between her legs. With a sharp snap of his wrist, the cane shot up expertly to come crashing into her pussy. He loved her cry, louder this time, and she rose up higher onto her toes as she tried to absorb the blow.
“OOOOWWW!” His aim was so accurate. He didn’t strike the same part but caught her slit on one side to smash into the soft, inner lips with a thud. The cane was hard and brutal as it attacked her pussy. She rose up on her toes to try to escape some of the force of the blow, but the cane followed her up. When her feet landed back flat on the floor, she felt the cane still between her legs.
Joseph ran the cane between her legs, rubbing it back and forth through her crotch. She still had on her slacks, but they were thin, and the knots on the cane rubbed her pussy.
She hated that it felt so good. The cane wasn’t smooth, but that is what she liked. It had bumps on it, and it pushed through her pussy lips. Her pussy still tingled from the cane, but it was past pain and to pleasure now. She was confused at how that could happen.
It was time to move on. “Take off your slacks, Frances.”
It was so abrupt, going from being masturbated with a cane to stripping naked below her waist. They’d see her shameful wetness. She kept her back to the people as she slowly pulled her slacks down. As she bent over to get them off her feet, she realized how exposed she was when she shoved her ass back to all the people. She quickly kicked them off and stood back up, still with her back to all the people so that she didn’t have to see their stares.
“Nice plump ass, built for punishment,” Joseph commented for all to hear. He went behind her, and his hand began to caress her buttocks. The moment his hand touched her buttock, her muscles clenched tight as if she could prevent him from having his way with her. He slapped her ass cheek hard. When he pulled his hand away, there was a red spot from the blow. “Don’t tighten up or else,” he warned her. He saw her cheeks relax as his hand began the exploration of her ass.
It was difficult to keep her cheeks relaxed as his hand explored her ass cheeks. It was shameful when he yanked her crack open and kept it that way. She felt her anus open up from being spread so wide.
“She’s still a virgin there, although I have probed it. It’s hot and tight.” It wouldn’t be that way for long. “Look how it strains to close. Those tight muscles will be put to good use clenching on my cock.”
It was though she couldn’t hear him as he talked obscenely about what he would do to her.
“Over here, Frances, so we can continue with your punishment.”
She saw the low metal bar and knew what it was for. It was waist high. She’d be forced to bend over it and stick her ass out for more punishment.
The bar was built on a pedestal. She stood on it and then bent over. The bar cut across her hips and forced her ass to arch up high. Her head swung down, and her long hair fanned out in front of her. She felt hands grab her legs and spread them wide. Her crack opened up, and she knew enough not to clench her cheeks. Everyone had a good view of her anus as well as her pussy that peeked out behind her.
Joseph would start with the paddle to get her cheeks a nice pink. She’d opened up nicely. He swung the paddle through the air and caught one of her cheeks with a resounding thud. He got a cry from her, but he swung it again to catch the other cheek.
He began to paddle her immediately. The blood rushed to her head as her buttocks were pummeled with a paddle. He hit her hard, smashing the leather-covered paddle into her buttocks all the way to the bone. He went from one cheek to the other, but he never slowed down the assault.
Her cheeks ached, but she could feel the paddle hit so close to her crack, and the air blew on her anus. She feared that he’d hit her there, or it was that she wished he would. She took about a half-dozen blows to each cheek before he stopped, but he wasn’t finished. She felt him place something beneath her feet, forcing her to rise up higher. When he was finished, she was on her knees, and her ass was almost straight up into the air. He’d spread her legs wider and then strapped them to the bar. She was open from pussy to anus, lewdly exposed and vulnerable.
Joseph had a small rattan cane. It was flexible and was great for the close, intimate work that he’d undertake. With her legs bound open, she wouldn’t be able to move an inch.
“OOOOWW!” She cried out, but it was more in surprise than pain. He struck her down her crack but just to the side of her anus. She couldn’t control her muscles as they tried to clench in fear, but with her legs spread and bound, it was a futile gesture. All it did was make her pussy clench in unison and that made her feel the emptiness inside and yearn for a cock to fuck her.
He had his aim now, and the next blow was right on target. He hit her on her anus, and her cry rose up in pitch as the flexible cane attacked the tiny target. The minute he pulled it back, his eyes were glued to the spasms that came from the abused opening. Her anus didn’t know how to react to the attack.
It felt like the cane went inside her rectum. Her muscles revolted to clench and unclench uncontrollably. I can feel my anus begin to swell up or is it my imagination? She knew the cane would be back, but she couldn’t do anything to stop it.
He moved his aim lower down, and the cane found the edge of her soft pussy lips. He watched as the force of the blow made her lips go around it as though it sought to capture it in the warm, wet embrace of her pussy. When he pulled it back, he couldn’t help but notice that her pussy lips glistened in the light. He aimed for her anus once again, and her body shuddered as it took its toll on the tiny knot of muscles. It began to swell up and turn a pretty pink, a better target for him.
She never knew where the next blow would hit her. Sometimes he’d hit her anus twice or the same thing on her pussy. He attacked her pussy lips on both sides as the cane sliced down harshly on the soft, inner lips with such intensity. It burned all the way inside her pussy, but her muscles clenched as though it sought out a cock inside her.
He could never decide which gave him more pleasure, whipping her pussy or her anus. Both were soft and not used to being subjected to such severity. She cried out, but it wasn’t a cry of desperation. Her pussy oiled his rattan cane with her flowing juices.
He finally stopped whipping her, but she didn’t know whether that was a good thing or not. She couldn’t understand how she was aroused at being subjected to such cruelty, yet her pussy cried out for a cock to give her pleasure.
Joseph would get her ready. He took the bottle of oil and slowly poured it on her ass. It ran down her crack and over her pussy. He put it down, and his hands went about the job of rubbing it in. He started with her pussy, and he massaged it between her lips. He could feel her clench from the first touch, the whip had taken its toll on her soft flesh, but she soon warmed up to his caressing touch, especially when he pushed two fingers inside her tight pussy suddenly. He felt her pussy clench onto his fingers with such pleasure. Thomas would enjoy that soon enough.
She had to resist moaning when the fingers explored her pussy. He didn’t need the oil as they plunged into her soaked pussy. If only he’d touched her pleasure button and made her cum. She shuddered in anticipation when his finger slid up her crack. She knew where it was going. She should be ashamed that he’d touch her there, but she wasn’t. She found a perverse pleasure in being penetrated in such a place that she never expected to get pleasure from. He’d whipped her anus, but that only made it more sensitive to any touch.
His finger found her anus and circled it to tease it. He could feel the muscles react to his touch. “Relax and let me have my way with your ass.” He pushed with the tip of his finger and felt her anus open up. His oiled finger wouldn’
t be denied, and the tip slipped in without any trouble.
Her sphincter surrendered to his slick finger, and she felt it go into her rectum. He twisted it as his thick knuckle stretched her anal ring. It didn’t hurt as it pushed in, just uncomfortable at first. His finger moved more aggressively, stretching her anal ring wide as it drove into her rectum and pressed hard against the soft muscles inside. She clenched onto his finger to grip it possessively. He began to move it in and out. She forgot all about the whipping and concentrated on the way it felt to be fingered in such a place. She felt a second finger join the first, stretching her more. He worked them vigorously, and she wondered why. Then, it dawned on her. She heard talk of sodomy, taking a cock in the ass. It was a dark perversion. Yet, his finger acted as if it was a cock but much smaller. She felt his cock when he took her pussy. It stretched her, but that was in a place that was built for that purpose. She didn’t know whether her ass could stretch enough to accommodate his big cock.
That was enough preliminaries. He pulled his fingers out of her ass hole reluctantly, and her muscles gripped them as though she didn’t want them to leave. He turned to the others. “Deputy Thomas. Would you help me?”
Thomas got up eagerly. He didn’t know why Joseph had him put on a police uniform, but after he watched Frances get whipped intimately, his cock threatened to break free from his pants. “Gladly, Sheriff.” Thomas rushed over to join them.
“Sit in the chair. Frances is going to sit on your cock and fuck you.”
The heavy wooden chair had no arms, so it would be easy for her to straddle him. Joseph was taking her off the bar, and Thomas hurriedly began to undress. He was accustomed to being naked in front of the others, so his clothes were piled on the floor in no time.
