Depths of Depravation

by Ray Gordon

  ‘Tony, if you dare to…’

  ‘I’ve kept my side of the bargain, Belinda. But our deal isn’t working, is it?’

  ‘Yes, it is. I’ve committed adultery, for Christ’s sake. If that’s not keeping my side of the bargain, then I don’t know what is.’

  ‘Yes, we fucked in the bushes. But it’s your constant allegations and accusations that rile me. You perpetually accuse me of doing this and that to Desiree. So, I might as well do it.’

  ‘I’m sorry, Tony. It’s just that, hearing Desiree talking about bare-bottom spanking…Please, forgive me.’

  ‘Come with me,’ he ordered. He closed and locked the back door.

  ‘Where to?’

  Following him up the stairs, Belinda wondered whether she was in for another spanking. He led her into the spare room at the back of the house. She’d enjoyed the feel of his palm meeting the smooth flesh of her naked buttocks when they’d been in the bushes. But, looking around the room as he closed the door behind her, she knew that she was in for more than a spanking. A wooden frame in the shape of an X stood in the centre of the room, handcuffs and bamboo canes were neatly laid out on a corner table, vibrators, candles, a leather riding crop…

  ‘What the hell…’ she said as he locked the door. ‘Tony, what is all this?’

  ‘This is my punishment room,’ he enlightened her. ‘I’ve been working hard to get the room ready. What do you think?’

  ‘You’re mad,’ she said. ‘To convert a room into a…a sex den is crazy.’

  ‘I thought it rather a good idea. I’ll show you what the frame is for.’

  ‘I don’t want to know what it’s for. God, I knew that you were a pervert, but this is incredible.’

  ‘Just allow me to show you what it’s for,’ he said, spinning her round and pushing her against the wooden frame.

  As he pulled her arms high above her head, Belinda didn’t realise what he was doing until he’d secured her wrists to handcuffs at the tops of the wooden posts. She struggled and cursed as he parted her feet wide and cuffed each ankle to the bottom of the X-frame, but was unable to halt the bondage of her trembling body. Ignoring her protests, he released a catch and lowered the top half of the hinged frame. Her body bent over, her long black hair fanning out across the floor, her rounded buttocks billowing her tight skirt, she begged him to release her.

  ‘When you’ve been punished, I’ll allow you your freedom,’ he said, yanking her skirt up and tearing her panties away from her firm buttocks.

  ‘Punished?’ she exclaimed, unable to believe what he was doing. ‘Tony, please…You’re crazy. Unless you let me go, I’ll…’

  ‘This is the deal.’ He chuckled. ‘It’s either you or…’

  ‘My daughter?’

  ‘You wouldn’t want me to bring Desiree up to my punishment room, would you?’

  ‘Of course I wouldn’t.’

  ‘Then, shut up. As I said, I’ve had enough of your accusations.’

  ‘I won’t say anything again, I promise. Let me go, and I’ll…’

  ‘You need disciplining, Belinda. You’re rude, you answer back, you complain, you accuse me of spanking your daughter…Once I’ve corrected your wicked ways, you’ll be an obedient slave.’

  ‘A slave?’ she repeated. ‘Tony, I don’t want to be your slave. For God’s sake, let me go.’

  ‘If I let you go, then I’ll not only seduce Desiree, which will be easy, but I’ll pervert and corrupt her. She’s hooked on me, Belinda. She’d do anything for me.’

  ‘This has gone beyond a joke. Let me go and we’ll talk about it.’

  ‘This is no joke, Belinda. And it’s gone beyond talking. We’ve talked again and again about this. We made a deal, and I kept my side of the bargain.’

  ‘Let me go and –’

  ‘One more word, and I’ll be forced to gag you. Besides, a dirty little sex-starved slut like you should love a session of bondage and spanking.’

  Gazing at her captor through her parted legs as he knelt on the floor and spread the firm globes of her buttocks, she tried not to picture Desiree cuffed to the wooden frame. Tony was a pervert, she thought, as she felt the tip of his wet tongue teasing the sensitive eye of her exposed anus. A complete pervert. But she reckoned that he was harmless enough. His punishment room, the wooden frame and handcuffs – all this was part of his perverted games. He probably spent hours flicking through dirty magazines and watching porn videos. He was a pervert and, more than likely, a harmless loner. But she didn’t want Desiree anywhere near him or his punishment room. A dirty sex-starved slut?

  Her womb contracted and her vaginal muscles tightened as he tongued her bottom hole. She felt her sex-milk oozing between the inner lips of her vulval crack. Looking back to the day Tony had moved in, Belinda reckoned that he’d never had any interest in Desiree. He’d said that he didn’t want silly teenage girls, and she now believed him. His game wasn’t designed to get his hands on Desiree’s young body. His threats to seduce the young girl had been a clever ploy to seduce Mom.

  Tony was good, she reflected, as his tongue entered the tight hole of her anus. He knew what to do to a woman, how to pleasure a woman – a slut. As long as he didn’t do this to Desiree, she thought anxiously, again trying not to picture the girl tethered to the wooden frame. No, Tony wasn’t after Desiree. He’d used the girl as a weapon, as a means to an end. He’d had his eye on mother from day one.

  Pushing thoughts of her daughter aside, Belinda was horrified to think that she was actually enjoying bondage and an enforced anal-tonguing. Although she’d been a slut during her teenage years, she’d never dreamed of bondage. The closest she’d come had been when she’d gone to the woods with three boys. During their sex games, two of the boys had held her down while the third had shafted her tight vagina. Finally marrying, she’d settled down to a staid love life. Until now.

  Gasping as Tony drove two fingers deep into the sex-wet sheath of her tight pussy, Belinda pondered on the idea of becoming his sex slave. There was no way she’d do that, she decided. Once her husband was home, the games would have to come to an end. Far from her master, Tony would be nothing more than her next-door neighbour. But, what about his punishment room? she pondered. He’d obviously prepared the room with Belinda in mind. What would he do when the crude sex games ended?

  ‘Have you ever had a cock up your tight little arse?’ he asked her crudely.

  ‘No,’ she whispered, her wide eyes staring at him between her splayed legs. ‘And I’m not going to.’

  ‘I’ll decide whether or not you’ll have your arse fucked,’ he said firmly.

  ‘Tony, I’m not prepared to…’

  ‘I could always fuck Desiree’s arse.’

  ‘Desiree doesn’t want you. Besides, there’s no way she’d allow a pervert like you anywhere near her.’

  ‘She doesn’t want me? That’s odd because she told me that she…No, it wouldn’t be fair to tell you what Desiree said to me in private.’

  ‘Tony, my back is aching like hell. Please, let me go now.’

  ‘I will, just as soon as I’ve finished with you.’

  Belinda watched as he took a huge vibrator from the table and drove it deep into the tightening sheath of her drenched vagina. She let out a rush of breath as he switched the device on. As the soft buzzing sound reverberated around the room and the vibrations permeated her trembling pelvis, she realised that her daughter’s bedroom was the other side of the wall. If Desiree knew what her mother was doing, if she ever discovered her wanton adultery, her whoredom…Desiree had to be shielded from the debauchery. No matter what it took, Belinda knew that she had to protect her young daughter from the perverted acts.

  ‘No,’ she whispered as Tony pressed the tip of a second vibrator into the tight hole of her anus. Ignoring her, he pushed and twisted the plastic shaft, driving the buzzing phallus deep into her hot rectum as she gasped and trembled. Her sex sheaths bloated, the sensations driving her wild, she again thought
of Desiree in her bedroom next door. With only a wall dividing the two rooms, she prayed that the girl wouldn’t hear her whimpers of pleasure. Then Tony grabbed something else from the table. Her eyes widened as she gazed at a riding crop in his hand and she tensed her buttocks. This was depravity beyond belief, she knew, as he raised the crop above his head.

  ‘I do believe that a light thrashing is in order.’ He chuckled as he brought the leather loop down across the twitching globes of her bottom. Again, the leather met her tensed flesh with a loud crack. Crying out as he administered the merciless thrashing, she again prayed that her daughter couldn’t hear the debauchery. What would Desiree think if she discovered the shocking truth? Her mother cuffed to a wooden frame with two vibrators forced into the depths of her most private holes, her naked buttocks whipped with a riding crop…But, worst of all was the fact that Belinda was enjoying the gruelling thrashing.

  ‘Are you going to be an obedient slave?’ Tony asked, halting the lashing of her glowing buttocks.

  ‘Tony, please…I can’t become a slave to you.’

  ‘You can, and you will.’

  ‘I’m married, for God’s sake. How can I become a sex slave to another man?’

  ‘Quite easily, Belinda. You’ll give your body to me, your master, whenever I snap my fingers. If I need your mouth, you’ll kneel and allow me to throat-spunk you. Whenever I need your hot cunt, you’ll open your legs and…’

  ‘No, I can’t agree to that.’

  ‘Then, Desiree will become my slave. I didn’t want to have to say this again, but you leave me no choice. It’s either you, or your daughter.’

  Tony resumed the cruel lashing of Belinda’s crimsoned buttocks. He chuckled as the larger vibrator shot out of his victim’s vagina like a bullet. Switching the device off, he slipped the second vibrator out of her stretched anal canal and again brought the riding crop down across her burning flesh with a deafening crack. Her buttocks numbing, her juices of lust streaming from her gaping sex hole and coursing down her inner thighs, Belinda knew that she couldn’t take much more. Begging him to halt the punishment, she knew that she had no choice other than to become his slave.

  ‘All right,’ she finally said. ‘All right, I’ll be your slave.’

  ‘I’m pleased to hear it,’ he said, lowering the riding crop to his side. ‘You swear to open your mouth and suck out my spunk at my command?’

  ‘Yes, yes, all right.’

  ‘You swear to allow me to fuck your beautiful cunt whenever I wish.’

  ‘Yes, anything you say. Please, let me go now.’

  ‘And you swear to offer me your tight little arsehole whenever I want…’

  ‘No,’ she said. ‘No, I’ll not do that.’

  ‘In that case, I’ll fuck your daughter’s tight little bottom hole. She wants me to fuck her, Belinda.’

  ‘Don’t talk rubbish. Desiree would never…’

  ‘You don’t believe me?’

  ‘Tony, I know your game. I’ve worked it out. All this nonsense about seducing Desiree, saying that it’s me or my daughter…It was all a ploy, wasn’t it?’

  ‘A ploy? I’m not with you.’

  ‘It was me you were after all along. I should have realised from the outset that you –’

  ‘Take a look at this,’ he cut in, pulling a photograph from his trouser pocket. ‘See? Desiree lifting her skirt and showing me her thong.’

  ‘A thong?’ she echoed, gazing between her thighs at the upside-down picture. ‘But…When do you…’

  ‘You’ve got it all wrong, Belinda. Desiree is begging for it. Taking her thong off and fucking her tight little pussy would be the easiest thing in the world.’

  ‘When did she…Did she allow you to take that photograph?’

  ‘Of course she did. Can’t you see the impish smile on her face? Can’t you see the wicked sparkle in her eyes?’

  ‘She’s young and confused. She doesn’t know what she wants.’

  ‘Maybe not, but I know what I want. It’s you or your daughter, Belinda.’

  ‘Desiree isn’t like that. I didn’t know that she had a thong. I can’t believe that she’d lift her skirt and…’

  ‘Photographs don’t lie. So, do you swear to offer me your tight little arsehole whenever I want anal sex?’

  Stunned by her daughter’s lewd behaviour as Tony stood behind her, Belinda couldn’t rid her mind of the image. Desiree, lifting her skirt and allowing him to take a photograph of her thong…Photographs don’t lie. Feeling the bulbous knob of Tony’s cock slip between the juice-dripping petals of her inner lips, she realised that she’d have to become a slave to her neighbour, she’d have to be at his beck and call, agree to his every perverted whim. With his good looks and his charm, he’d have no trouble seducing Desiree. Belinda had to become his obedient sex slave.

  This was cold sex for the sake of sex, she mused as his rock-hard shaft entered the tight duct of her pussy. No love, no strings…Just immensely satisfying sex. And blackmail. She daren’t say anything to Desiree about the photograph, she decided, as her vaginal duct opened wide to accommodate her neighbour’s solid cock. If she mentioned the thong, then the girl would realise that she’d been talking to Tony, trying to intervene in her private affairs. How wrong she’d been, Belinda reflected. Tony would have no qualms about stripping Desiree of her virginity.

  ‘Is that nice?’ Tony asked, breaking her reverie. ‘Do you like the feel of my hard cock stretching your sweet cunt wide open?’

  ‘You’re a vulgar man,’ Belinda said, watching his huge balls swinging between her thighs as he began his fucking motions. ‘A vulgar, despicable –’

  ‘Young man?’ he quipped. ‘How old is your husband?’

  ‘He’s forty-eight.’

  ‘You should think yourself lucky, Belinda. A young man of twenty-seven shafting your pussy. You should think yourself very lucky.’

  ‘Handcuffed to a wooden frame, forced to take your cock, thrashed, threatened, blackmailed…I don’t call that luck.’

  ‘Your female cravings satisfied by a virile young man while your ageing husband is away? If that’s not lucky, then I don’t know what is. And your pretty little daughter’s virginity is safe. What more could you ask for?’

  ‘My daughter better be safe,’ she returned. ‘Do you have other photographs of her?’

  ‘No, only the one I showed you. Shall I tell you what she said when I took that photograph?’

  ‘I don’t want to know.’

  ‘She said, “My body is yours, if you want it.” ’

  ‘You’re lying.’

  ‘I don’t lie, Belinda. But I did lie to her when I said that I only wanted to be friends. I want to be far more than friends with the sexy little bitch. But, all the time I have you, I’ll not touch her. You’re standing between me and your daughter’s tight little virgin pussy. Give me what I want, and I’ll not give Desiree what she wants. That’s the deal, Belinda.’

  He meant every word, Belinda knew, as her tethered body rocked back and forth with his crude vaginal shafting. Desiree was young, naive and stupid in her inexperience. But, worse, she thought that she was in love. Tony was playing games with her, keeping her hanging on, using her. Had he already touched her? Belinda wondered, as the squelching sound of her pussy-milk resounded around the room – the sex den. She was going to have to talk to the girl, she decided. Desiree would probably see it as intervention and may even rebel, but that was a chance Belinda was going to have to take.

  As her solid clitoris was massaged by the pussy-wet shaft of Tony’s thrusting penis, Belinda felt her womb contract. She tried not to enjoy the sensations, tried to deny the immense pleasure he was bringing her. The glowing flesh of her buttocks stinging from the riding crop, her clitoris pulsating in the beginnings of an orgasm, her sex-milk flowing freely from her shafted vagina: there was no denying the incredible pleasure. She’d been a slut during her teens, she reflected. Once a slut, always a slut? But she was only doing this fo
r Desiree’s sake. You’re standing between me and your daughter’s tight little virgin pussy.

  Belinda was sure that once Brian was home things would be different. She’d make an effort to rekindle their sex life, do her best to please him in bed and…But, as always, he’d have too much to do between his business trips to take an interest in sex. They’d almost got to the stage where they had a brother–sister relationship, she reflected, as Tony began gasping. But she’d do her utmost to change that. She’d ignore Tony, keep out of his way and concentrate solely on repairing her marriage.

  Repairing? she mused, as Tony grabbed her hips and increased his vaginal pistoning rhythm. How could something that had been torn to shreds ever be repaired? Let no man put asunder. Lies, deceit, betrayal, adultery…And, unless Belinda agreed to Tony’s demands, Desiree would pay the price. Tony would dump the girl when he’d finished with her. A year, two years…He’d soon tire of her and lure another young girl into his bed – into his sex den. Where would that leave Desiree? Soiled, sullied, distraught.

  ‘Here it comes,’ Tony said breathlessly, his bulbous knob battering Belinda’s ripe cervix as he swung his hips and shafted her tight vagina with a vengeance. ‘This is what you want, isn’t it?’

  ‘No, no.’ She gasped as her clitoris exploded in orgasm. ‘God, no.’

  ‘Feel it,’ he cried, his lower belly slapping her crimsoned buttocks, his swinging balls repeatedly meeting her mons. ‘Feel the spunk, Belinda. Feel the spunk filling your beautiful little cunt. I’ll bet your husband doesn’t screw you like this.’

  His vulgar words heightening her pleasure as she rode the crest of her orgasm, she again thought of her husband. Shuddering as her climax peaked, she knew that she’d never enjoy sex like this with the man she’d married. This was illicit sex. Crude sex without love. Hard-core sex. When she’d married, she’d thought that she’d remain ever-faithful to Brian, giving her body to no other man. Until death do us part. But now? As Tony’s sperm flooded her spasming vaginal sheath, she knew that there was no turning back. She’d committed adultery.

  All she could do when her husband returned was try to forget about Tony. Try not to think of the illicit sexual acts, the incredible pleasure he’d brought her. It wouldn’t be easy, but she was determined to concentrate on the family home, her marriage and the family unit. When Tony demanded crude sex, as she knew he would, she’d have to be strong and decline his offer of amazing orgasms. His sex den, his vibrators and handcuffs, the wooden frame, the beautiful whipping of her naked buttocks…She’d resist temptation. And do her best to keep her daughter away from him.