Tales of Bondage and Submission: Award Winning Erotica

by Powerone

  Sarah tightened her asscheeks as she felt the wooden paddle lightly caressing her spread cheeks. She could feel her juices running down the inside of her thighs. God, how could she continue to be wet, knowing that soon the paddle would beat a painful tattoo on her cheeks? She screamed the first time the paddle hit her asscheeks, the broad paddle smacking a large portion of her unprotected flesh. She could barely catch her breath when the paddle came crashing down again. “OOOOWWW,” she cried in pain, her ass moving in a circle, unable to get out of the way of the cruel paddle. She could feel the heat in her tender skin as the paddle continued to beat the flesh. She wouldn't be able to sit for a week.

  Michael's cock hardened even more as he watched Sarah's bound body absorb the bruising smacks of the wooden paddle. Her cheeks began to get a bright red, her asscheeks clenching and unclenching, her tiny asshole peeking in and out of sight. As soon as he had hit her with 20 strokes, he picked up the leather paddle with the bright metal studs. His hand ran over her asscheeks, feeling her flinch in pain as he felt the heat of her skin. “Now I'm really going to make it tender. When I fuck you from behind, I am going to bump up against your sore ass. It's going to make you move around, giving me a nice fuck. It may hurt you, but that doesn't matter. Your only concern is to give me a good fuck."

  "OOOH, GODDDDDD,” she cried out in pain as the leather studded paddle smacked harshly against her already tender asscheeks. It felt like the studs were tearing her skin apart. “Smmmack,” the paddle again striking her upraised bottom, her ass dancing under the spanking she was receiving. She knew that she was spread obscenely to Michael's gaze, her ass moving around as if was fucking the air. “OOOOOOOWWW,” her voice turned hoarse from screaming as the paddle slapped between her open thighs, hitting the tender insides, first on one side then the other. “Please, no more, please,” she cried out in pain.

  Michael stroked his cock as he observed her beet red ass. Soon he would bury his hard cock in her virgin pussy, but first he still had to tenderize the prize. “Rise up higher,” as he slide the stocks in the back towards her body, forcing her ass to move up higher. “Wider,” taking first one leg, then the other out of the stocks and placing them in the outer rings. Her legs were now spread over 5 feet wide, her moans reflecting the pain she felt as she was almost ripped up the middle by the obscene spread of her legs. The position she was in almost looked ridiculous, the arch of her ass into the air forcing an almost comic scene. But Michael's purpose was satisfied, opening her pussy to the lash of the riding crop. “Now you will feel the lash of the riding crop on your pussy. Your pussy lips are spread back, the pink inner lips gaping open. You will be surprised at how much punishment your pussy can take. It will hurt and you will scream in pain, but it will make my cock so hard,” laughing as he lightly tapped her pussy with the crop, feeling her body shudder in fear.

  "No, not on my sex, please don't, I wouldn't bite again,” she cried out, her ass already smarted from the paddling. “It's evil to hit girls between their legs.” She knew that her pleas of help would do no good. She learned in the orphanage that men liked to use their power to abuse young girls. She had heard the other girl's talk about how Mr. Smith, the head of the orphanage had subjected some of the prettier girls to humiliation and had sexually abused them. They were continually subjected to punishment in his office where he would force them to strip naked, inspect their bodies and subject them to corporal punishment, whips and paddles used to stripe their white bodies. Before allowing them to leave, they would have to sexually service him in whatever manner he chose. He had heard the girls even talk of being taken anally and now that she had suffered under Michael and John, she knew this to be true. They seem to take great delight in playing with her tiny asshole and she was sure that someday Michael would put his hard cock into her asshole and sodomize her. She didn't look forward to that day.

  Michael stroked his cock as he looked down at the spread body before him. Her legs were spread obscenely, her pussy gaping open, her asshole exposed. He rubbed the whip, feeling the supple leather; it would be soon wet with the juices from her body. He knew that Sarah would feel the pain of the crop, but he also suspected that she would also be extremely wet from the experience. The sickening sound of the leather riding crop hitting her sensitive flesh rang out in the room. Michael had brought the crop up from the floor, it moving silently through the air as it shot up between her legs until it struck between her spread pussy lips.

  "AAAGGGHH,” Sarah cried, her head rising up, her eyes wide open in pain. The crop had lashed at her pussy but it took long seconds until the pain shot up her spine and reached her brain. “NNNNNOOO, not again,” she cried out, her face contoured in pain as she braced herself for the pain. She didn't have to wait too long. She could hear the crop whistling through the air this time before it smashed into her left pussy lip, slapping at the puffy flesh with a resounding thud. Her body jerked in pain, the punishment bench doing its job, holding her firmly in place and spread open. It felt like her pussy was on fire as the leather beat the sensitive flesh.

  Michael moved the crop between her legs at the juncture and slapped the crop back and forth, beating at each tender thigh, each time moving up and down her thighs, the flesh first turning pink and then beginning to turn a darker red. The crop reached the top, and began a series of short, sharp slaps of the leather crop against her pussy. He watched as her body jerked up and down, unable to keep up with the constant barrage of pain shooting between her legs. Her pussy lips shuddered under the crop, turning red as Michael beat the flesh. “I love so much beating your pussy, Sarah. Love to hear your gasps and shouts of pain, unable to stop what I am doing to your lovely, young body. Do you want me continue, Sarah, or are you ready to surrender your virginity to me?"

  "Ohhh, Godddd, it hurts so much,” she cried out, the sound of slapping flesh ringing out in the room, the sound of the creaking of the wood of the punishment bench as she moved around as much as she could in the strict bondage Michael had forced her into. “No more,” she cried out again in pain, tears running down her face, her eyes opened wide in pain. She didn't have to wait for an answer, the crop swung up from the floor again, the power of Michael's force behind it, smashed between her split pussy lips, striking hard on her virgin pussy.

  "Yes, you scream so well,” bringing the whip down from over his head this time, striking her unprotected asshole. The tiny hole, nothing more than a star, pink and exposed received the brunt of the crop as it smashed down.

  "GGGGGGGOODDDDDD, AAAGGGGG,” Sarah yelled out. When she thought it could not get any worse, it did. It felt like the crop had tugged her tiny asshole out of shape, driven it deep into her body when it struck. She didn't expect him to hit her there, but she should have. Men had such fascinations with her asshole.

  Michael continued to lash at her unprotected body, watching her body dance to the pain. He would strike her flesh, and then move the crop up and down her pussy slip, making sure that it rubbed harshly over her exposed clit. He could see her pussy getting wet, the crop hitting it with a sloppy sound as it sank into the wet flesh. Her cries turned hoarse, the pain mixing with the pleasure, as he would beat her, then masturbate her with the crop, only to return again with the slashing crop. He finally dropped the crop to the floor, rubbing his hard cock, unable to continue. He was enjoying whipping her, but he needed to relieve himself and her virgin pussy was his target. There would be other times she would displease him, other times he would bind her into the punishment bench and allow him to take his sadistic pleasure with her body. He needed to cum now, and her body was going to receive it.

  Her legs were released from the pillory, Michael opening the pillory in the front, allowing her head and hands to be released. She felt Michael's hands helping her gently out of the punishment bench as if he was a gentleman helping a lady through the door. But he wasn't. He was a sadistic monster that took sexual joy in placing her into bondage and beating her sexual parts. And now he was readying to take her virgini
ty forever. She felt herself being led over to the large, overstuffed leather chair near the fireplace. She was forced to her knees on the chair, facing the back of it. She allowed Michael to arrange her body for his pleasure, unable to stop him from his evil plan. Hands pushed up on her asscheeks, forcing her to raise higher, her upper body now hanging over the top, her breasts hanging down, easily accessible to Michael hands when he would fuck her.

  "Good girl, Sarah, soon you will feel the first cock in your virgin pussy. It will hurt, but only for a short time,” his fingers running up between her legs to stroke her wet pussy. “You seem to love the pain,” laughing as he pulled his soaked fingers from her body. “I will make sure that you are never lacking the stimulation. Spread your legs for me, yes, such a good girl,” her pussy lips pulling back as Michael pushed her legs to the outermost portion of the chair seat. He saw her exposed asshole, now a bright red and couldn't resist touching it. He saw her body jump, a mixture of pain and surprise. “Yes, I love your little asshole, Sarah. You will soon share that with me also. You will feel the exquisite pain as your asshole is forced to accept my raging hard-on. You will feel my power as I sodomize you for my pleasure and milk my cock until I cum deep inside your colon."

  Sarah felt the fat finger push into her asshole, forcing her sphincter to accept the twisting and turning digit. Her sphincter went into a series of spasms, clamping and unclamping on the finger as it pushed farther into the deep recesses of her rectum. She squirmed on the chair, a suggestive shaking of her ass as if she was enjoying the fingering of her asshole instead of her true feelings, the uncomfortable and somewhat painful fingering of her most private orifice. The finger popped out noisily, her sphincter grabbing it tightly as it moved out as if it didn't want it to leave.

  The bulbous head of his cock, slick in his precum moved between her pussy lips, ran up and down her reddened slit, the mushroom head coated with her juices. Michael sighed in pleasure as he pushed it up against her pussy opening, watched as it slowly began to spread open, gripped tightly around the huge head. He heard her groan in pain as she stretched wide, wrapped around it like a tight rubber band. “Such a tight pussy, Sarah,” jerking forward, the head of his cock almost buried inside her pussy. He felt it hit her hymen, bump up against the delicate membrane. “You will always remember my cock, the cock that took your virginity,” shoved hard into her virgin body as it tore her membrane as if it was butter, his hard cock pushed aside the walls of her pussy as it slowly buried itself in her body. He saw a streak of blood run down her thighs as he pulled it from her, leaving the head gripped tightly by her pussy, sheen of blood and pussy juice lubricating his cock.

  The whipping was terrible enough, the riding crop tearing unmercifully at her pussy, but the taking of her virginity by his large cock was even worse. It felt like her body was torn apart as it forcefully penetrated her tight passage, pushed aside with brute strength her inner walls, forced them to accept the large cock. She could feel the bumps and ridges of his cock as it bore into her body. She screamed in pain from the initial tearing, moaning as Michael continued to pummel her body, each time he pulled his cock out of her pussy, only to plunge it in again, each time with more force, each time he sank farther into the depths of her virgin pussy. His hands held her tightly by the hips, pulled her back onto his cock as he fucked in; as he withdrew he pushed out. When her pussy gripped his cock head, he would rotate her hips, forcing her to dance on his cock, massaging the head. “Such a good fuck, Sarah, do you like your first cock?"

  "MMM,” she moaned in pain as her once virgin pussy clung to the cock fucked her for the first time. It felt like her insides were being pulled out when it withdrew and knocked the breath from her lungs when he plunged in. “AAAGHHH,” she cried as he bottomed out in her pussy, slammed painfully against her cervix, buried deep inside her. She felt it jerk inside her, jump around, rub against her bruised insides. “Slow down, not so fast,” she cried as the cock withdrew, but he slammed back into her with a jolt, pushed hard against the chair back. His hands roamed all over his body as he began to fuck her, making her accept his punishing cock strokes. Fingers plucked at her hanging breasts, fingernails biting deeply into her erect nipples. She pushed back to escape the pinching of her nipples, but only succeeding in forcing his cock into her pussy with even more brutal strokes. Another hand reached between her legs, searched out her clit. It found the hard bud, peaking out from beneath her clit hood, an enlarged organ, red and inflamed in lust. Fingers rubbed harshly over it making her move her hips sensuously, fucking back on the cock stretching her pussy. “MMMM,” she moaned, this time more in pleasure then in pain. “MMMM, not so hard,” she begged but rammed her pussy back onto his cock as the fingers plucked her clit painfully.

  "I can't hold out much longer, Sarah. Your pussy is milking the cum from my balls. John was right, you are a great fuck,” slamming into her stretched pussy, fucking her faster and faster. His cock continued its brutal assault on her body, but she was now an active participate, fucking him back. His fingers continued to sexually abuse her body, pinching and pawing at her clit, her body jerking back and forth. His fingers were soaked in her juices. He pushed in hard, burying his cock as deep as he could inside her, holding it in place as he felt the first feelings of impending orgasm. “FFFUUCCK,” he screamed as the cum shot up from his balls, running along his organ and shooting out. The first load of cum shot out inside her, bathed the walls of her pussy with his hot juices. “FFFFUUUCK,” again, his cock twitched inside her, her pussy walls clenched and unclenched on his spewing organ.

  Sarah felt it also, the impending orgasm. Her body tightened on the throbbing organ in her as she felt the first bath of hot cum spray her insides. Her sensitive clit, already swollen to twice its size was gripped tightly by his fingers, pulling the hard bud back and forth. The orgasm hit her body like no other, shooting from between her legs, running up her spine and hitting her brain like a freight train. She screamed loudly, GGGGGGGGGGODDDDD, pleeeeeaaaasseee,” not sure what she was begging for. She felt the spasms in her pussy, her pussy walls gripped down on the rampaging cock buried deep inside her. She could feel her juices run out of her pussy, mixed with his cum, that ran down her thighs. Another load of cum was dumped in her pussy before Michael pulled his cock from her pussy, her walls gripped it tightly, trying to prevent it from leaving her. She was not disappointed. When only the head was gripped tightly, he plunged back in again, hitting her cervix just as another orgasm hit her body, sending her over the edge. Her body shuddered and shook in pleasure, his hot cum filled her once virgin pussy.

  Michael looked down at her body, bathed in a light sheen of sweat, the light from the fire dancing over it. His cock glistened, a pink coating of blood and cum on it. He slapped her ass hard, feeling her body jerk in response, but no sound of protest came from her lips. He pulled his cock from her pussy with a noisy pop, a rush of cum flowed down her thighs as her pussy was emptied. He slapped her pussy with the flat of his hand, amused from the sound as his hand hit wet flesh. “Sarah seemed to love her first fuck. There will be many more like this. Now off with you.” He pulled her from the chair, threw her clothes at her and pushed her out the door. He saw the surprised look on her face as she clutched her clothes over her naked body as he slammed it shut on her face.

  Sarah never felt so humiliated, standing naked in the hall, cum running down her leg to puddle at her feet. Her virginity was taken and then discarded like a common street whore. She clutched at her clothes and ran off to her room, hoping she could reach it before John saw her.

  Sarah lay in her bed, naked, her fingers lightly playing over her red bush. She pushed her fingers between her pussy lips and felt the wetness already there. Her mind went back to the pictures in the books that John had shown her, the pictures of girls naked and bound. She imagined herself as Michael and John stood over her, their hard cocks ran over her bound body, unable to stop them as they forced themselves into her spread body. Her body began to shudder, tw
o fingers fucked in and out of her wet pussy; the other hand squeezed her clit hard as she came again and again. She blushed as she came down from her orgasm, ashamed at what she had thought of, ashamed at her how her body betrayed her inner secrets.

  She worked around the house the next day mostly by herself. It wasn't until lunch time that she ran into John. She saw his eyes as they mentally stripped her naked when he first saw her. “Hello John,” her eyes lowered in shame at what he had forced her to do.

  "Afternoon Sarah, you look good enough to eat today,” laughing at her humiliation. He went behind her, his hands reached around her waist, pulled her back onto him, his hard cock pushed into her tight ass. He leaned over to her ear and whispered, “Michael is going to fuck you virgin asshole tonight, Sarah. I will be listening to hear your screams as his hard cock tears into your tender asshole."

  Now it was confirmed, she had thought that might be Michael's desire tonight. Both of them were fascinated with her asshole, always fingering it, opening it up. She knew they were just readying her for when they would sodomize her. She knew it would hurt; even the fingers had been painful. But they both seemed to enjoy that, her screams, the way she bounced around trying to escape as they tore painfully in her back passage. She shuddered when she felt John's cock on her butt. She knew once Michael had breached her backside, John would also want to do the same and his cock was so much bigger.

  "Once he does that, I'm going to make you sit on my lap and ride my cock in your tight asshole. I'm going to love to see your tits bounce up and down as you take my cock in and out of your tight ass. But first, Michael gets to take your virginity. Can you feel how hard my cock is as I dream about how hot and tight your asshole is going to be?” He rubbed his cock back and forth over her ass cheeks, his hands guided her hips to move back and forth over it.