by Powerone
""Where—where are you going to use that on me?"” she implored him, not sure she really wanted an answer, almost sure she knew it.
When released with a snappy punch, the Cat o'’ Nine tails swished through the air to land with a pronounced bite from the terminal knots. Jessica would be taken down with this one, Michael thought. “"You will receive three slashes. The first one will be on your vagina. The second, your clit. The final will be on your anus. I will enjoy hearing your screams of pain. Then I will be ready to fuck you. You will be so very tender and will buck like a horse, your pussy gripping my cock in your pain. Oh yes, I will enjoy you very much. And you will be surprised. You will cum for me.""
Jessica watched as he stood between her legs, unfurling the whip, his hands stroking the black leather, fingers caressing the knots on the end. They looked so cruel, and would be extremely painful when they struck her body. He let the whip snap, the tails racing through the air, snapping only inches from her abdomen.
""Practice swing, Jessica. The next one, I will not aim to miss."” He saw her thighs clenching, trying to shut her legs, the leather straps holding her tightly spread, her pussy defenseless.
Her scream mirrored the hail of knots that bit into her vagina, escalating in pitch as each pushed inside her tiny opening before slapping hard on her delicate inner membrane. Her vagina began to spasm, the searing pain spreading throughout her body. It burned as if he had plastered red hot pepper on her tender skin. Her breasts heaved up and down, her breathing ragged.
Michael watched until she settled down, accepting the pain he gave her. She looked up at him, her tear-stained eyes begging him not to do the next, knowing it was useless, his cock bouncing in pleasure. He raised the whip over his head again, seeing her eyes shut tight, her lips clenched as she braced her body for the new pain. She didn''t have to wait long this time, the whip swishing through the air, the knots landing on her pussy, this time higher, smashing into her clit, two knots beating it, others dragging up through her pussy lips, one errant knot beating her inflamed vagina.
She screamed again. He was tearing her pussy with a red-hot poker, her clit crushed. The bolted bench barely held as her body quivered in pain, her toes curling, hands clenched tight in pain. His hand returned to her pussy, gently rubbing over her flesh as if trying to make her pain go away. He continued to masturbate her beaten pussy, her pain mixing with the pleasure, her clit so sensitive that she jerked each time his finger ran over it. He slipped a finger inside her vagina, feeling her tighten on it as it moved harshly over the abraded flesh.
Michael removed his hands from her body; her eyes still clenched tight. He moved back, this time swinging the whip up from the ground, her body jerking upward as the knots tore into her ass, seeking out and finding her tiny anus, slapping at it, forcefully pushing up inside her rectum.
Her tiny anus was torn open by the whip, spread painfully wide, sharp needles driving inside her rectum to puncture her flesh. She could not control her sphincter, the muscle opening and closing, her anus pulsating.
Michael was pleased with the way her asshole danced for the whip. The tiny hole fluttered open and closed. It would be enjoyable when he sheathed his cock inside that hot, tight opening. But now he was ready to fuck her tight pussy. He stroked his cock as he walked in front of her again, slipping between her spread legs, his cock fisted in his hand. “"Ready to be fucked, Jessica?""
Jessica needed it bad, needed his hard cock inside her. She had been dreaming of this since she first arrived, masturbating to thoughts of his cock taking her. All the pain became worth it as she felt him rub his cock up and down her slit, oiling the bulbous head with her juices, re-igniting the pain from the Cat o'’ Nine knots. “"Please fuck me,"” she begged him.
He placed the head of his cock against her vagina already clenching in pain, and pushed in, the tiny opening spreading wide, her bound body preventing any escape, not that she looked for any. His fingers reached down to her clit, pulling back the hood, swollen, red, inflamed, sore from the terrible bite of the knots. Her body shuddered, her pussy clenching tight in pain, gripping his cock head.
He pushed, hearing her grunt in pain as he slowly spread her open, his cock sliding inside her wet pussy. “"So tight, Jessica. Yes, you will give me so much pleasure.""
It was good as the hard cock pushed inside her. His praise excited her, made her want to wrap her legs around him and pull him in. She felt him withdraw and then push back in, each time going deeper until the head of his cock was inside her, her vagina clasped tightly around the ridge, trapping it. She clenched her pussy on the throbbing organ, rewarded when it jerked inside her. His fingers continued to play with her sensitive clit as the pain and the pleasure of his cock filled her pussy. She grunted as his cock moved deeper, and each time he receded it felt like he was drawing her insides out before plunging back in again, the head of his cock opening her pussy more. Like an iron bar, the thick, hard flesh pushed aside all resistance, sliding along her silky insides, so wet in spite of the pain she had endured.
Over half of his cock was inside her now, her pussy gripping as it slid in and out. She was so hot and tight, the knots having done the intended job. Her vaginal opening was red and swollen, sensitive to the slightest touch, his cock rubbing the inflamed flesh, setting off the pain again. She felt his body tighten, his hips shoved forward, sinking almost all of his cock inside her in one potent thrust. Her hips bucked as her pussy spread open, his cock sliding on her clutching insides.
Her pussy stretched over every bump and ridge on his cock as it plunged inside her. She tried to bow her legs out, anything to relieve this pressure; she had never felt so full. He leaned over her body, his mouth clasping onto her sore nipple, sucking it deep into his mouth, the hard flesh forced to stretch, his teeth gripping the base painfully, his tongue running back and forth over it.
Michael slipped his hands under her unprotected ass, gripping each cheek, pulling her up onto his cock as he tried to fuck it in deeper. He pulled out and then plunged back in, the air pushing out her lungs as she accepted the brutal fucking. His hands slipped between her cheeks, one finger on each hand searching out and finding her raw anus. She bucked up as the fingers slid on each side of her anus and pulled outward, opening her, stretching the virgin hole. He thrust back inside her pussy, his fingers tugging her anus as he fucked her, making her take all eight inches of cock with each stroke, her tits bouncing up and down.
""That hurts!"” she cried out, his fingers painfully tearing at her anus, the tiny hole already beaten a dark red by the knots now having to endure thick fingers digging and pulling on the opening. She felt her pussy clench on his engorged cock. He was doing it to her. Her pain pleasured him, her body unable to stop from ferociously kneading his cock as he fucked her. His stomach smashed into her clit as he drove into her, lifting up with his body, making his cock drag along her clit as he pulled out.
""You''re going to cum for me, Jessica. I want you to cum when I fill you with my hot cum.""
She only cared about coming now, his cock dragging those delicious feelings from her body. It was everything she imagined it would be, the tight bondage adding to the excitement of being taken so forcefully, unable to stop him from doing whatever he desired with her body. “"Fill me with your cum!"” she begged and grasped his cock with her pussy as it pulled from her body, relaxing as he plunged back in, the cock head banging painfully inside her.
He buried it deep, jerking as he began to cum, growing thicker. She felt a hot splash of cum shoot inside her. “"Ahhhhh,"” His fingers plunged inside her rectum, her sphincter gripping it, her pussy clenching on his cock as he spewed his semen inside her. His fingers were what she needed, her body shuddering as she began to cum with him, her pussy pulsating on the huge piece of flesh inside her, her juices mixing with his.
Michael felt the cum move up from his balls and shoot inside her hot, wet hole, bathing her insides. His fingers drove into her asshole, eliciting the response he wa
nted, making her cum with him, feeling her pussy soak his cock. He pulled out and plunged back in just in time to shoot her full of a second load of cum, her pussy drenched in fluids. He fucked in and out until they both finished coming, their cum dripping down the insides of her thighs to puddle on the floor beneath her.
Michael pulled out, his cock slick with juices. He saw the puddle of cum on the floor, and bending down, scooped some up on his fingers. He moved to her, slipping his finger in her mouth. “"Suck our juices, Jessica, taste our cum."” And watched as her tongue lapped at the salty, heavy cum.
Chapter Ten
Sodomized
Michael held her until she could stand by herself, their naked bodies pressed against each other until the feeling came back into her legs, the tight bondage having cut off her circulation. He kissed her cheek, slipped into his clothes and left the room, leaving Jessica alone. She masturbated that night, the thought of Michael in her head.
Michael was gone the following week, having business on the mainland. Jessica was busy taking care of Jerome. They had grown fond of each other, Jerome treating her as he would one of his four-year old friends.
Michael had told Henri of the time Jessica spent in the punishment room and how she had accepted the punishment and seemed to embrace it. Henri spoke to Jessica during the week, but she still did not remember what happened to her at the Voodoo ceremony, had not realized that Henri had fucked her or that she had sucked six black cocks.
Michael finally returned on Friday, rushing to see Jerome upon his arrival, hugging him as Jessica watched. He stayed for over an hour, playing with him and Jessica, his eyes often on her legs as they crawled on the floor, and when Michael was behind her, his eyes were glued to her ass. Charisse came to get Jerome, to give him a quick bath before dinner. When they left, Michael turned to Jessica. “"After dinner, I want you in the room,"” he said, emphasizing the word “"room"".
""Did I displease you, Master?'’”” she remarked.
""On the contrary, I was quite pleased watching your ass. Now, I want to fuck your tight asshole. Since you have never been sodomized before, it will be best to have you spread and bound, face-down."” It was not a request, but an order.
""Yes, Master."” Her pussy was already wet in anticipation. Ever since the Professor had played with her anus, she''d had an intense fascination with her ass. She still had not used the anal probe, a grim reminder of the degradation the Captain had inflicted on her body. “"After dinner?""
""Yes, when I enter the room, I will be greeted with the sight of your naked body on the bed, legs and arms spread wide, waiting for me to bind them to the posts. I want you on your stomach. Do you understand?""
""Yes, Master. I will obey.""
Dinner went slowly, or so it seemed to Jessica. She excused herself, slipping up to her room, stripping off her clothes and grabbing a quick shower. She was nervous, thinking only would she be able to please Michael again, this time with her asshole.
She walked to the room, the halls empty. She opened the door and went quickly to the bed. She stared at the large posts on the corners, the wood adorned by the leather straps tied tightly to them. She would not be the first to be bound to the bed, nor the last. She stripped off her clothes, seeing her reflection in the mirror, the marks from her first whipping gone. Would Michael mark her body with new strokes tonight? She stretched out on the bed, spreading her arms and legs to the corners, her legs already aching. She lay there waiting.
It was only five minutes, but it seemed like hours before the door opened and Michael entered, his cock hard when he saw her upraised ass, her legs parted, her anus and pussy already exposed. “"You look very enticing tonight, Jessica.""
She looked over at him. “"Thank you, Master,"” she said, pleased at his response. She let her ass rise up a little, pushing back, exposing herself to him more. She felt his hand on her ass, lovingly caressing the flesh, giving her goose bumps as it played over her bare skin. He fondled her naked body at will, his fingers sliding over her ass, parting her cheeks, running lightly over her anus. He moved lower, her ass arching upward, giving him access to her pussy, the bed beneath her already wet. She felt his fingers slide up and down the folds of her pussy, feeling her juices coat his fingers. She would probably cum in minutes if he continued, but she knew that he wanted her to wait, loving to see her so aroused.
She watched him as he moved about the bed, first securing her wrists to the bedposts, stretching them out wide. He stroked her face. “"You''re such a good girl. You like being spread and bound don''t you, Jessica.""
She could only nod her head, as she tugged on her wrists, the leather tightening, digging into her flesh, feeling good. She put her head back down on the bed as he moved behind her. He attached the leather straps to her ankles, and she felt the supple leather tighten. But he did not secure them to the corner, leaving them dangling from her ankles. She turned and saw him pick up a pillow, a leather bolster about six inches high, circular, and then he pushed it under her hips, arching her ass up. His hands stroked her ass again.
""Yes, I like that, your ass arched up, ready for my cock."” He moved to her ankle, pulling the hanging leather strap over to the corner bedposts. He wrapped it around the end and began to pull it, watching her legs spread wider, stretching out toward the corner. He continued to pull, the leather digging deep into her ankle before he tied it tight.
He had tied her leg tighter than she thought he would. His hand was now on the other and she felt the leather strap drag her leg to the opposite corner. She turned her head to see him, watching as he pulled her legs open like a turkey wishbone. She moaned in pain, her crotch aching. He tightened the leather strap, her body drawn tightly to the bedposts, spread wide, her ass raised up in offering.
His hand ran down her legs, feeling her taut muscles in her thighs. “"Do you like that, Jessica? Do you like being so helpless?""
Jessica turned toward the door, startled when she heard the doorknob rattling. She tried to cover her naked body, yanking on her bound limbs, unable to do anything but have the leather straps dig deeper into her body.
""Hello, Henri,"” Michael said, not surprised to see him.
""Evening, Master. And how are you, Jessica?"” Henri gazed at her stretched and naked body, all of her secrets revealed. He saw her face redden with humiliation. If she only remembered that he had already stripped her naked and fucked her. There was nothing he had not seen already.
""Please, Master,"” Jessica begged Michael, not really certain about what had happened at the voodoo ceremony. “"Don''t let him see me like this,"” she cried.
Michael moved toward Jessica''s head, a strange pillow in his hand. He lifted her head up and slipped the strange pillow beneath it. It cradled her neck, raising it up over six inches from the bed, her face pulled forward, her head backwards. He grabbed her hair into a bunch and pulled it back, parting it into two pigtails, each one drawn through a hole in the pillow before he tied them separately into a knot.
Tears were in Jessica''s eyes as her hair felt like it was being pulled from her head, her head forced up into an awkward position. She was staring straight ahead, unable to move her head in either direction.
""While I fuck your hot, tight asshole, Henri is going to fuck your face. I thought you might enjoy two cocks at the same time."” He smiled, his hand reaching down to his cock, gripping it beneath his pants.
She could only hear them as they moved behind her, and became resigned to her fate, unable to prevent them from doing what they wanted with her body. They began talking about her.
""Jessica has a very talented asshole. She can make the tiny pucker dance for us.""
""Are you going to use that on her for lubricant?"” Henri was surprised when Michael pulled out a tube of Ben Gay.
""Yes, it will encourage her to make her pucker dance."” He squeezed the tube onto his finger, coating the tip with a large dollop of the mentholated ointment. He touched her anus, rubbing the greasy s
ubstance all around the tiny hole. “"Relax Jessica, it will feel cold to the touch, at first."” He put an even larger dollop on his finger again, this time pressing hard on her anus until the tiny flower began to open, his finger sliding in on the greasy substance to enter her. He coated her rectum liberally with the Ben Gay, her ass pushing back on his fingers, not feeling the heat yet, his finger turning and twisting inside her.
It felt strange when he anointed her anus, the finger lubricating her, a coolness spreading as his finger left. The thick finger returned, burrowing deep inside her anus, rubbing her rectum as her sphincter grabbed onto him. She felt the coolness inside her, her hips rising up gently.
""It''s going to begin to get hot, Jessica. It will last for about 20 minutes. If you push out on your asshole, it won''t hurt as much. Now watch, Henri. Watch our pretty little Jessica make her asshole pucker dance for us.""
""What did you use on me?"” she cried out, her anus and rectum heating up, her delicate linings beginning to burn.
""Ben Gay, Jessica. Push out. Show us what you can do."” Michael and Henri waited and watched.
Her hips began to move side to side, the tight bondage preventing most movement. She arched her ass up as the intensity of the heat began to build. She had used Ben Gay on muscle pain before, the heat drawing the pain from her injured muscles. This was different. This brought a terrible burning pain to her delicate anal tract. She pushed back on her sphincter, feeling her anus begin to pucker open, the cool air mixing with the heat of the Ben Gay. She tightened the muscles.
""Look how open she is,"” Henri''s finger circled her puckered anus, the tiny hole now open. He felt her anus shrink back down, his finger grasped in the tiny opening, as she could no longer hold the straining.
She felt the finger in her opening, the burning get more intense again. Groaning, she pressed outward again, her asshole opening up, pushing as if she were having a bowel movement. She felt like she could not control her bowels, releasing, her anus closing again. The burning continued, her ass now humping up, her sphincter straining to push out, her anus opening again, this time wider, hoping to relieve some of the painful burning. It burned deeper inside her, deep into her rectum. “"Put your finger in my ass, please, it hurts!"” she begged Henri, wanting his finger to massage the burning region.
