Tales of Bondage and Submission: Award Winning Erotica

by Powerone

  "OOOOOHHHH,” Sarah moaned as her body shuddered in pleasure. Her nipples hurt and at the same time she felt a tremor of excitement move through her body as her breasts were roughly fondled for John's enjoyment. “Ouch” she cried and arched her ass sharply back onto his cock as he gave her a brutal pinch of her nipple. “OWWW,” again she moved back as he did it again.

  His fingers tore at her nipples, making her push back on his cock. Each time his cock jerked in appreciation as her silky ass moved over the front of his pants. He continued to pinch them hard, her ass simulating a fucking motion on his cock. “You are going to be a hot fuck, Sarah, too bad that Michael will get you first. But that pussy will still be tight when I fuck it, yes, nice and tight. Keep fucking back on me."

  Sarah lowered her hands as she felt the hands move over the front of her dress, plucking open the buttons, spreading the front open, the fat hands yanking the top of her dress off her shoulders, the camisoles straps falling down off her shoulders at the same time. She felt the cool air blow across her naked breasts, the nipples so hard they hurt. She didn't have to wait for long before the hands returned, this time to her naked flesh, the harsh fingers moving over her small breasts, grabbing the dark colored areolas, fingernails digging into the tender flesh. His fingers moved so fast it felt like more then two hands ravishing her breasts, pinching and pulling on the nipples. They pulled her breasts out from her body, his fingers anchored tightly to the nipples. A quick twist brought a sharp yelp from her mouth, her ass pushing hard against his cock. She could only imagine how she looked, her arms high above her head again, her dress and camisole hanging from her waist, naked from the waist up. She was moaning in pleasure as his hands abused her body, her ass rising and falling onto his pant covered hard cock.

  "Let's see if your pussy is wet,” John's hands sliding her dress down over her hips, the material straining to keep from bursting. His fingers moved over her abdomen, pushing in hard, forcing her ass back hard on his cock again. “Spread your legs, Sarah. Be a good girl and spread your legs for me."

  Her legs spread open, John's feet moving between hers, forcing her to spread them wider. Her dress was crumpled at her feet, standing half-naked, her panties now the only clothes remaining. She didn't have to wait long before she felt the hands again, fingers running down the sides, searching out and finding the tightly knotted ribbons holding the silky material together. The fingers fumbled for long seconds before she felt the garment flutter to the floor. “AAAAHH,” she shuddered in pleasure as she felt the rough skin of John's hands move down over her abdomen until it reached the top of her pubic mound, fingers intertwining in the silky red hair.

  John pushed his finger between her pussy slit, his fingers gliding effortlessly down the wet slit. His finger touched the opening to her pussy, feeling the tightness as he pressed in with the tip of his finger. “Michael will enjoy you pussy tonight. So tight.” His fingers moved around the opening, her hips moved in circles to the fingering of her virgin cunt. “So wet, you enjoy being taken against your will, don't you Sarah,” his fingers running up and down her slippery slit, the wet fingertips making her body shudder as they touched her erect clit. He felt her move her naked ass back onto his cock and knew that he needed relief soon. “Reach back and take out my cock, Sarah. I want to feel your naked ass,” he ordered her.

  "No, please don't make me,” but her hands were already moving behind her, quickly unsnapping his pants, John helping to push them to the floor. He almost came when her hot hands touched his rock-hard cock, it jerking in response.

  "Arms back up,” he ordered her, now completely naked and spread open before him. He reached down and spread her ass cheeks apart, her unprotected asshole exposed to his gaze. She jerked forward when the hot rubbery head of his cock touched the tiny opening. “Back, push back,” he ordered. He slapped her ass hard, the sound ringing out in the tiny room. “Now back, rub against my cock."

  "EEEHHH,” she cried as his hand stung her naked ass cheek. She pushed back on his cock, feeling the huge slab of hot meat rubbing sensuously over her exposed bottom. She could feel the head of his cock, sticky with cum rubbing onto her tiny anus, her body shivering in the fear that he would push it in and sodomize her. She had heard some of the girls talk about it at the orphanage and they revealed how painful and humiliating it was to have such a huge organ pushed into such a tiny orifice. The Headmaster has sodomized them sometime for up to twenty minutes, their screams only making him harder. His cock tore in and out of their back passage as they were bent over, spread open like a dog in heat.

  ohn grabbed her tightly by the hips, his huge hands gripping the flesh. He began to rotate her back and forth over his cock, his cum dripping and glimmering on her naked flesh as he masturbated on her naked ass. “Yes Sarah, make me cum,” his fingers reaching down to her naked sex, his finger finding her clit and pinching it tightly.

  "AAAghh,” she cried, arching back onto the cock, almost driving it up her ass as she did. Another sharp pinch, forcing her to dry fuck his cock with her ass. She felt him clench her ass cheeks together tightly; his cock forced between them, rubbing up and down the split between them, the head pushing down on her exposed asshole. “No,” she cried, she could feel the first shudders of an orgasm rippling through her body. “NNOO,” not like this she thought, naked and spread, dry humping a hard cock in her ass cheeks.

  "Yes, cum for me Sarah, cum with me,” his finger continued to abuse her sensitive clit as she humped his cock. He pumped her hips up and down, her body covered in sweat, her hips moving faster and faster as her orgasm approached.

  Her head rose up and she cried out, “GGGGOOODD,” her ass thrust back as far as she could, her cum running down the insides of her thighs as she came from John's ministrations of her body. She felt him jerk her back onto his cock and hold her as his cock began to pump out his hot cum all over her naked flesh, running down the crack of her ass to mix with her cum on her thighs. Another orgasm hit her as she felt a powerful burst of his cum hit directly on her asshole, almost feeling like it was entering her. The head of his cock entered the inside of her rectum, expanding it open on the slippery cum lubricating her back passage. She groaned in pain as she felt another burst of cum, this time entering her rectum.

  John could not contain himself as he came. His cock had accidentally entered her asshole, slick from his first load of cum. It was only with a large amount of self-control, fearing the consequences of what Michael would do to him if he did that, was he was able to pull his cock from her asshole. Her asshole gripped him tightly as he pulled it from her and her tight hole sucked a load of cum out of him as he exited.

  Their bodies were spent, John's cock already shrinking. “Don't say anything about my cock in your asshole to Michael or I will make your life miserable,” his hand slapping her naked ass cheeks again. “Now get dressed and get to work,” as he pulled up his pants as he left the pantry.

  Sarah put her clothes back on, forced to pull her panties over her cum soaked ass, feeling the material clinging to her flesh. She went back to work, the thought of the punishment entering her mind again.

  After a quick bath, Sarah put on her clothes, the silky panties and camisole, a white silk blouse, buttoned neatly up the front and a long black skirt, clinging tightly to her hips and ass. She was perched atop a pair of black three inch heels they stretched her legs taunt. She knocked on the door and entered without waiting for a response. Michael was sitting by the fireplace in his smoking jacket, his naked legs reflecting that he wore nothing underneath the garment. The fire blazed off the shiny wood of the punishment bench, the smell of the fresh leather of the straps filling the room. She shuddered at the thought of her punishment, small tears already forming in her eyes.

  Michael's hand reached down to his erect cock already pushing up the silk garment as he gazed at Sarah. “Come here,” he ordered her, not even exchanging the customary pleasantries, asserting his supreme authority over her. “Quickly."

 
Sarah moved in front of him, staring straight ahead as she saw his hand already stroking his covered cock. She saw the wide array of instruments on the floor next to the bench and she shuddered. There was a long wooden ruler, a riding crop, a three inch leather strap, two paddles, one wooden and the other leather with metal studs and the most evil looking three strand whip that had to be at least two feel long with tiny knots all along the length of them. She knew this was going to be painful.

  "Move over to the desk and bend over it with your hands gripping the other side,” Michael ordered her as he stood and followed her to the desk. He watched her ass swing sensuously before him, molded tightly within the confines of the skirt. His hand swung and hit it sharply; the loud smack rang out in the room. “Come quickly,” his hand pushed down on her back, forced her down onto the hard desk. “Grab the other end,” watching as she had to stretch out onto her toes to accommodate his orders.

  She felt hands fumbling with the buttons on the back of her skirt and felt it loosened and fall to the floor. She stepped out of the garment, obeying Michael's orders. She felt his feet nudge against her ankles, urging her to spread her legs, first the left one, then the right until they were spread obscenely to the edges of the desk, over four feet wide.

  "Can you keep your legs spread for me, or should I tie them to the desk legs?"

  "No sir, don't tie them, I will keep them spread,” sobbing at the humiliation of subjecting herself to his will. She felt his hands begin to rub over her asscheeks, taking possession of her body without protest. She could feel her pussy already wet in anticipation, the stripping of her body naked before him exciting her. She almost forgot the punishment as she felt the fingers running up and down her ass split, one finger pushing hard on her anus spread open beneath the silky undergarments. She felt his hot breath between her legs and knew that he must be kneeling down, his eyes staring directly between her legs, a gentle breeze blowing on her pussy from behind. “MMMM,” she moaned quietly, hoping that Michael wouldn't hear her pleasure.

  Michael slipped the knots of the panties loose and let the silk garment fall silently down between her legs. His fingers pulled her ass cheeks apart, two fingers stretched her cheeks, her tiny anus exposed to his gaze. He inhaled the musty smell of her body; her pungent scent assailed his nostrils. His tongue pushed out and touched the tiny bud, the wet tongue touching her hot flesh. He could taste her, her scent, her excitement.

  "GGGGOOODDD,” Sarah moaned as a shudder ran through her body as her anus was tongued for the first time. Why did all of them have such an interest in her anus? She felt his fingers push up between her legs and along her tender inner thighs until it reached her wet pussy from behind. She felt her lips pulled apart, the air in the room blowing on her super-heated pussy.

  "Arch up for me, Sarah, arch up your hot ass and pussy for me."

  Her legs raised up higher, her toes stretched tightly as she presented her naked sex for his inspection. She had never felt so used and humiliated as she was now, yet she would probably cum if his tongue touched her erect clit. She could hear him shuffle behind her and felt his hands back on her naked ass cheeks again. She looked back and saw his hand clutching the large wooden ruler, stepping back from her near naked body.

  "Arch up a little higher, I want your pussy pouch pushed out, legs spread wide, I want that cute little asshole open and exposed. That's a good girl, now I want you to hold real still for me and don't close your legs. You're to receive 20 with the ruler. If you move, I'll start all over."

  "AAAAWWWWW,” she cried out, her eyes shut tightly, and her legs trembled as the ruler hit her tender ass cheeks. At first she only heard the sound as they wood hit her flesh with a resounding smack. It felt like minutes before the pain rushed up from her ass cheeks to her brain the pain overpowering her senses. “OOOOWWW, no more,” she begged, but knew that it was useless to beg. This would only be the beginning.

  The wooden ruler tapped between her legs, smacking lightly against her spread pussy lips. “Up higher, I like you on your toes. Good girl,” as she arched up again, presenting her naked sex to the wooden ruler. The ruler again slapped on her naked flesh, this time smacking between her spread cheeks, the top of the ruler hitting her open asshole.

  It felt like her asshole was torn from her body as the wooden ruler smacked her most intimate part of her body. The pain shot up into her bowels, her stomach cramping in response to the cruel punishment. “Not there,” she cried out, her legs perched perilously on her toes, legs spread obscenely.

  Michael didn't wait for any further response, the ruler continued to beat her naked ass and sex. He proceeded slowly, allowing her body to calm down before inflicting another painful swat on her, making her feel the full effects of each swat. The wooden ruler played all over her naked sex. It hit her ass cheeks, her asshole and finally he played the ruler up from the floor and hit her unprotected pussy, the wood splatting noisily against her wet inner pussy lips. His cock hardened each time as he tore screams from her lips, her feet dancing on her toes as she performed a “punishment dance” for his pleasure. He would stroke his fingers up between her pussy lips, preparing her, making her wetter for the wooden ruler to slap hard against the inner lips. She consented to his ministrations, her pussy juicing up each time with his fingers, her lips pulled back, exposing her pink inner pussy lips. Soon the lips turned a deeper red, the wooden ruler taking its toll on the tender flesh. She would gasp as his fingers touched the tender flesh. “And twenty,” the wooden ruler pushing hard down on her asshole, her loudest scream tore from her lips. He saw her body slumping down on the desk.

  Sarah could not believe the pain between her legs. The wooden ruler had taken the toll on her body, especially on her tender pussy. Michael had been so cruel, to beat the most intimate part of a girls body and she worried about what else he was going to do. She cringed when she heard his next command, but she had expected it.

  "Take off the rest of your clothes. I want you to strip naked for me and then it is on the punishment bench for you.” Michael watched as she stood up from the desk, her body moving slowly, reflecting the pain he had inflicted on her body. She turned and faced him, her fingers moving to the buttons on her blouse, slowly opening them. She pulled the blouse from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor. “The rest, strip off the rest.” She let the camisole fall from her shoulders and slink down to the floor, her naked breasts revealed to him. “You're very beautiful Sarah, especially that red bush. I imagine it is a little sore now, but soon it will feel the effect of my hard cock taking your virginity.” His hand reached down and his fingers brushed through the silky, red pubic hair. He laughed when he felt her wetness. “I knew you would be like this, Sarah. It seems that your pussy liked the attention I gave it,” his finger pushing up inside her vagina until he reached her hymen. “Spread your legs,” he ordered her.

  Sarah shuffled her feet farther apart, the strange feeling of having a fat finger inside her vagina making it difficult. She stood naked and spread before him, his finger bumping hard against her hymen. She knew that soon he would tear through it. His fingers continued to play with her pussy lips, pushing them aside as his fingers played along the slick surface.

  He pushed her towards the bench, his hands leaving her pussy. “Kneel down her,” he ordered her. He shuffled her body down on the punishment bench. He opened the pillory in the front, pushing her head between the wooden stocks. He let the wooden stocks fall, trapping her head between them. Her wrists were next, soon bound tightly between the wooden slats. Sarah could barely move her upper torso.

  She was really getting scared now. Michael had her bound tightly into the wooden stocks in the front, unable to move her head or her hands. She felt his hands fumbling with her legs, pulling them apart, her knees dragging painfully on the bench as she was spread open again. He kept pulling until her legs were spread obscenely and then locked them into the wooden stocks. She felt his hands moving up between her thighs, rubbing her tender inner thighs
with his callused hands. She felt the fumbling between her knees as Michael placed a spreader bar between them, a thick wooden dowel with leather straps to keep her from closing her knees.

  "Let's get that nice ass up high, shall we, Sarah,” Michael's hands pushing the rear stocks up towards her head, forcing her ass to rise up, thrusting her delectable ass cheeks up. “Yes, so much better,” his hands running over her ass, her cheeks spread open, her pussy pouch and asshole spread for his pleasure. His fingers sought out her spread open asshole, rubbing some moisture from her pussy up to it. He saw her trying to squirm to avoid fingers but John's bench prevented all movement. He slapped her ass, “be still, I don't want any trouble out of you.” His fingers returned to her asshole, running around the tiny opening, feeling her trying to clench her ass cheeks together. He pushed his finger into her asshole, feeling her sphincter grab tightly onto the tip of his digit as it slowly pressed into her.

  "Ow, not there, please, no.” It felt uncomfortable, the finger moving around inside her rectum. Her tiny asshole had to stretch painfully, although it was only a finger. She could feel it begin to push in, stretching her open as it plunged ruthlessly up her asshole. “AAAHHH,” she moaned in pain, as one finger became two, twisting and turning in her unused back passage. Her sphincter grabbed onto the invading digits, clenching and unclenching on them in response to the unnatural act.

  "You're going to make a good assfuck, Sarah. Your tight asshole naturally clenches on whatever is shoved up it. You may not like having a big, hard cock up your tight asshole, but anyone that does will love the way your asshole will squeeze the cum out of them. But first your punishment and then it will be time to get rid of your pesky virginity. I think the paddle first, then the studded paddle. I want a nice set of red asscheeks. Are you ready, Sarah?"