by Ryder Dane
His mouth was open, in surprise? She’d swear it had been emotion she saw, but it was probably weariness that gave her that impression. Maybe he wasn’t used to women apologizing to him. Who knew what was in the head of a man, she was too weary to try to figure it out tonight. There was no lock on the bathroom door, but she wasn’t worried about them disturbing her. They were probably working out and keeping those muscles she saw covering Gunner’s chest in top condition. She would love to get a chance to look closer at the tattoos that decorated his torso. The problem with getting that close, her tongue might want to trace the lines and curves on each picture. She decided to go ahead and take a shower, the warmth of the house was welcome, but she would warm up faster in the shower than waiting for her body temp to rise without some help from hot water.
The hot water had done its job and made her feel warm and even woke her up a bit. She towel dried her hair and found the robe to cover her bare body. The robe hung down to her ankles and she was sure it had to belong to Baron to be this big on her. She opened the door expecting to see two sweaty guys working out for her eyes to feast on, and her inner slut to enjoy fantasizing about, and squeaked when Baron grabbed her arm and pulled her around to face the workout equipment. Gunner was sitting on a short bench with a…was that a paddle in his hand?
She planned a quick exit from the room, but got nowhere since Baron still had a hold of her arm.
“Come on, Stretch, your mouth is usually running with insults, so we decided to give you a reason to call us names. Gunner has something to give you, and I have to say, I’m planning to watch and enjoy every minute of it.”
He towed her to what she’d thought was a pommel horse, but was actually just a wide padded beam, and pushed her over the thing, almost sending her onto her head. She tried to rise back up but he was in front of her securing her wrists to the legs of the contraption. She was afraid and excited all at once, but refused to give into his domination easily. Gunner had one of her ankles in his hand and hooked her leg up to her knee through a leather sling that was wrapped around the padded beam. She fought his strength when he pulled the other leg up.
“When I saw your legs split as if you didn’t have bones hooking them together like you did, I wanted to do this, so since I’m a selfish son-of-a-bitch, we’re doing this my way. I can see those hoops in your nipples too. Baron, did you see those?” Gunner ran his big hands wide across her thighs, and onto the generous mounds of the cheeks of her ass. He squeezed the globes in his hands and groaned. “This is a goddamned work of art. Come on over here, man, you gotta see this.”
Baron was busy himself and told him so. “I’ll get there, right now I’m having some fun with these tits. Do you want the clamp on her clit? Or should I use two of these clamps on her lips?”
Gunner leaned down and considered the question, “How about just clamping the nipples and hanging a weight from them. That way the clamps won’t get in the way when I slap this pussy.” She made a few short squeals of distress when Baron clamped each nipple, but wasn’t protesting what they were doing. That fact wasn’t unobserved by either man.
When Gunner tested her reactions with several sharp swats on her ass, and a good slap directly over her clit, he had all the answers he needed. He bent down again to look into her red face. “Oh, baby, you should have told us that you like our brand of play. Your pussy just pushed out enough juice to lube all of us and have more to play with later. It’s no wonder you’re being such a nasty mouthed bitch. Frustration makes women evil.” Baron’s fingers were already dragging fingers soaked in her juices from the other side of the beam, and painting her tiny wrinkled hole.
Gunner kept watch to see what her reaction to that was. Her eyes widened and her mouth opened, and he thought she was going to say something, but she squeezed those baby blues and scrunched her mouth shut. So, they could safely believe that she hadn’t been fucked in the ass before, or if she had, it wasn’t a happy memory. “You just stay there, and we’ll enjoy giving you what you need. If you whimper and cry enough, Baron might even be nice and crack that asshole of yours wide open with an anchor to give you a little extra before one of us fuck you there.” He saw her shiver and that was good enough for him. He stepped away to open the cabinet on the wall.
He heard a sharp cry and glanced over his shoulder to see Baron was slowly pushing two fingers into her back entrance, it didn’t surprise him in the least to see the stainless steel set of graduating sized anchors balanced on the beam next to her thigh. He turned back to the task at hand and chose a rat tailed whip. The handle was short, but there was plenty of flexible leather to give her what she needed. The paddle he’d originally held before was not the kind that he wanted to test her needy ass out on. Her gasping scream gave him a reason to hurry back to watch Baron penetrating her tight hole with a medium sized metal cylinder. The deeper he pushed it in, the more she squealed.
Baron was fascinated with the sight of the cold metal stretching her dainty asshole. Damn but he could hardly hold himself back from removing the thing entirely and shoving his hard cock as deep as it would go. He took it slowly, giving her an inch at a time, pulling it out and sliding it back in further each time until it was seated the entire four inches available. He rubbed the cheeks of her ass and watched them quiver when he removed his hands. He bent down and saw that her eyes were closed and her jaw was clenching. “Look at me.” Her eyes remained closed. “I said look at me.” He tapped the clips on her breasts and got her to open her eyes, and he could see that she was fine. Her eyes all but rolled back in her head when he twisted the clamps. “It looks as if we found the right woman to play with tonight, didn’t we?”
He sat down on his ass and scooted forward until his hard cock was within licking distance of her lips. “I’m going to let you lick my cock, but don’t take it into your mouth yet. Gunner just picked out a nice whip to stripe your disrespectful ass with, and I want to see you enjoy it without too many distractions.” He twisted the clamps again, a bit further this time and she cried out, but didn’t object. “You can tell me if we get too rough you know. It’s been a long time since we had a playmate that likes to feel the bite of pain with her pleasure. Now I’m taking my cock out of my jeans, and you’re going to lick, remember? No, nodding won’t do it, Stretch, I want the words, do you understand?”
She gasped, “Yes,” at the same time she felt the first sting of the whip. She was afraid to speak because she was afraid she would ask them to spank her and use her in any way they wanted to. From the minute Baron had grabbed her arm and began bending her over the beam, she wanted this. Before she left the shower, she’d fantasized about them taking her the way she yearned for a man to take her, and now the two men were fulfilling her dream, and she didn’t want them to stop. The excitement of being bound over this contraption, and being spanked shifted her sexual needs into overdrive.
When Baron shimmied out of his jeans, shucking them down to his ankles, she didn’t bother to try to tease him about going commando, the rhythmic sting of the whip on her cheeks and thighs made her scream in gratitude for giving her what she wanted. Baron’s monster cock would fill her mouth and stretch her lips wide, if he decided to allow her to suck him off. His size was a surprise, she’d been expecting well-endowed, but this went above and beyond her expectations. He watched her curl her tongue around the underside of the head, and watched as her tongue bathed him with warm moisture. She gathered the pre-cum from his tip and swallowed it with a moan. Every touch, every swat with the whip and Gunner’s large punishing hand gave her pleasure, she felt alive and greedily hoped they would keep it up until none of them could walk.
The metal anchor in her butt felt foreign at first. She had allowed Arlan to try fucking her ass once. Since neither of them had tried backdoor sex before, it had turned into a disaster. Baron had claimed that he would be fucking her ass later, and from the size of his cock, she knew it would hurt, and still she wanted it. She wanted everything the two men had to offer, and
she planned to take it. Tomorrow she could reclaim her independence and control of her life. Tonight she was going to be the masochist that enjoyed pain filled pleasure. The sharp slaps to her wet pussy stung, but she felt her orgasm building fast and hoped for more of the unusual stimulation. She whispered, “More please.” Gunner couldn’t possibly have heard her, but he continued to spank her wet flesh, and she fell into the most powerful orgasm she’d ever enjoyed. She screamed and tried to pump her hips. Her hands grabbed onto the thick wood they were bound to and she wanted more. On her last yell, Baron pushed his cock straight up and into her mouth. She took him as deep as she could, ignoring her gag reflex as much as possible, and swallowing back the bile attempting to come from her stomach.
Gunner pulled the metal toy from her rear hole and watched as the hole stayed open for a moment before it again became a tiny spiral of wrinkled flesh. He bent and gave the little spot a lick, and decided to replace the one he removed with the larger one. If she was going to have both him and Baron fucking her holes tonight, she would need to be as open as possible before hand. He used the lube in the box to make sure there would be an easy slide when he pushed the thick metal inside her ass. Watching it widen her hole until the delicate flesh was stretched as wide as the anchor was thick gave him a pang that Baron would be the one to crack this particular half broken in cherry. He wanted to sink his prick deep and let her body squeeze the come from his balls through his cock. He worked the metal as deep as he could and was tickled to hear her sharp scream. He looked down and saw that Baron was watching him fuck her with the anchor.
Baron scooted backwards on his ass until he could reach his boots to remove them and his jeans from his ankles. Afterwards, he untied the restraints holding Amy’s wrists to the posts, and stood up. “Oh, brother, would you look at that, those stripes are beautiful, man, you did good. She’s loving it all. She went after my cock like she was starved to death. I bet her pussy is dying for a bit of attention though. When you spanked it, she went off big time. Let’s take her to the bedroom, or pull one of the mats over here and give her something to really scream about.”
Chapter Eight
They ended up on the wrestling mat on the floor. Amy was thankful they let her legs loose, she was developing a cramp in her thigh muscle that was distracting her from enjoying the things they were doing to her body. When her legs were planted on the floor again, she felt the thing in her butt readjust, and almost came from the stinging burn caused by the toy. She grabbed onto the beam and bent slightly, dropping her head and breathing through her nostrils. The deep trembles calmed a bit, but she knew every small step would stimulate those nerves that were already screaming at her from being stretched.
She wanted them. One would do the trick to satisfy the empty feeling in her pussy, but the two of them would finish her off. What a way to go, I can deal with that. The clamps on her nipples had long since turned the nubbins numb, but each shuddering breath she took caused them to pull just a little to remind her they were there. She looked under her arm to see what the men were doing, and saw Gunner finish removing his jeans. Baron was out of her view, but she knew he was there somewhere.
She tried to straighten her body so she could walk, but that wasn’t happening in her present condition. She was going to come right where she stood, and she grabbed the beam harder, as she rode out the small but powerful tremors causing her to cry out, and land on her knees. She spied Gunner sitting comfortably on his ass on a grey padded mat, and began crawling to him. She would take his cock into her pussy and ride him until he cried for mercy. She felt wild and ready to take what she wanted, fuck them, they were prey.
He was smiling as she crawled in a direct line toward where he sat. She would teach him to smile like that. He would beg and she would fuck him, then she would fuck his buddy too. She kept her eye on the hard pole sticking up from the thick patch of hair at his crotch. It was as impressive as Baron's prick was, but she would soon show them impressive. A song began in her head and she smiled, her movements were timed to the music in her brain, and her hips swayed in a slow seductive rhythm until she got to Gunner. She lifted her leg and stretched it over his hips, and settled her center over his hard cock.
Gunner sat back and kept his upper body lifted by planting his elbows on the mat so he could watch her little pussy absorb his prick. Her hips rose and fell in small increments until he wanted to slam himself as deep as he could. When he put his hands on her hips to shove her down over him, she snarled at him and sank her nails into his belly.
“Move and I will gut you, just sit back, and leave me alone, this is my turn.”
Baron laughed, but she ignored him. Gunner held up his hands to show her that she had free access. He was grinning, but his teeth were clenched. “Hey, man, you need to take that thing outta her ass, my prick is being—Oh fuck, yeah, like that, baby.” She had finally seated herself on his cock, and sealed her wet lips to his hairy flesh. Her nails must be drawing blood about now, but he didn’t give a shit. She could do anything she wanted as long as she kept that strange rhythm going.
She felt Baron behind her and wondered if he was going to take the toy from her ass. His cock was way too big to be inside of her at the same time Gunner was seated so deep. She felt his fingers pull at the metal, drawing it from her body. He pushed her torso down onto Gunner's chest and she latched onto the nipple closest to her lips. He grabbed her hair with both hands and directed her in harsh whispers between his clenched teeth. “Lick and suck, don’t bite my fuckin’ nipple off.” She felt the slide of the toy slowly exiting her ass and began to pant.
Baron watched the way her asshole clenched on the shiny anchor. He could hardly wait to bury his cock as deep as he could go. He tossed the toy aside and lubed his hard prick liberally. He liked the thin lube, it wasn’t the thick greasy stuff that he’d used for years until he found this stuff. He held himself at the entrance to her little hole, anticipating the heat and tight muscles that would glove him tighter than any pussy ever could. He loved being the first to crack a woman’s asshole like this. His prick was looking forward to the experience too, if the pre-cum coming from its tip was any indication.
“She’s gonna feel this, buddy. It’s going to be a tight fit,” he warned Gunner because she would be screaming as soon as the thick head of his cock pushed through her ringed muscle.
Gunner tried to lift her from his prick. If Baron was going in hot, she would be stuffed with cock, and the two of them were more than enough to fuck her up bad if they weren’t careful. “Let up, Baron is about to stuff your backdoor and it’s going to hurt for a few minutes until you get used to him being in there. Come on, let up on my prick, I’ll give it back to you as soon as I can.”
She bared her teeth at him and tried to stay seated, but he pulled back and lifted her with his hands until he was out of her wet heat, and was resting under her soaked clit and lips. He watched her face to gauge her response to the invasion into her smallest entrance. He could feel the pressure Baron’s cock was causing, and saw her mouth open in a short cry. She began panting again, and sucking in air, only to blow it out through her pursed lips. That tactic of coping with having Baron’s cock steadily pushing forward gave way to a low toned teeth gritting scream. Gunner decided to help her by pulling the clamps on her nipples and twisting them. She looked down to his face and he released the clamps completely, both at the same time. She drew back, almost shoving her body away from his fingers. Her eyes flew open even wider as she realized she’d just shoved her ass completely over the thick cock inside. She screamed, and Baron yelled at the sensation of her tight asshole squeezing his prick in her distress.
He tried to stay as still as possible, enjoying the way her muscles relaxed and clenched in turn. He wasn’t going to last more than a stroke or two this time around. He heard Gunner asking her if she was dealing, and she nodded her head. She began to move slightly, and each time she moved she gasped, and he knew she was trying to adjust. She pulled up a fe
w inches, breathing like she’d been running, and slid back down onto him. “That’s right, Stretch, you take your time and take what you need. I’m not going anywhere, your ass is so tight I’m going to try to wait for you to find your happy spot.” He hoped she would find it pretty damn quick, or she would be humping on his deflating cock.
He could feel Gunner underneath them and knew that their balls were up close and personal, it wasn‘t the first time and wouldn’t be the last that it happened. The first few times he’d felt Gunner’s cock sliding through the other side of that thin tissue between a woman’s asshole and pussy, he almost freaked out. The feeling of a tight hole and the massage the men shared by moving their cocks, was indescribable. He didn’t want to kiss Gunner, or anything else he associated with gay sex, but the slide inside a woman, and the bump and grind was damn near addictive. Their balls were usually hanging around and bumping into each other at some point during a ménage, and it no longer gave him the weirds, now he accepted the sensation as another touch of enjoyment. The two of them had talked about the whole men on men thing and decided that this was the only way they felt comfortable touching each other. It worked for them, and his thoughts hadn’t been distracting enough to calm his come from boiling up ready to hose her ass full of sperm. She was sliding up and down on him easier now and she was screaming again, he felt the clench of her orgasm take hold of her and he let his own pleasure take him right along with hers.
Gunner had felt the lips and her inner flesh begin to spasm, and he didn’t bother to hold back. Her cunt was gliding back and forth over him, smashing his prick between his own body and hers. The stimulation was too much for him to ignore, and he shot his load between them. He held her jaws with his hands and wiped her tears with his thumbs, as the clear liquid fell from her glazed eyes. She was still shuddering, and he felt Baron leave her body, so he flipped her onto her back and kept his thigh between her open legs. “That was fucking beautiful, baby. Now I want you to give me one more thing, do you think you can stay with me for a minute or two?” She might have nodded, he was busily wetting his first two fingers in their sticky combined juices. He knew she would love this as much as he would.
