by Teased, Tied
Santos looked down at his twin spearing fingers, her anal ring pursing open and closed around his digits as they slid effortlessly back and forth. He felt the delight of her anal ring around his fingers, able to imagine the pleasure he would feel when it was his cock that was milked by her pulsating muscles and ring. He twisted his fingers inside her rectum, enjoying the tightness of her sphincter muscles around them. He loved her submissiveness, accepting the probing of her ass hole, waiting for something much bigger. “Are you beginning to enjoy my fingers, Collette? I knew you would. All women just need to be bound and forced to take a man’s pleasure in any manner he seems fit. It’s time for you to enjoy the pleasure of a man’s organ in your ass.”
She felt the sudden relief as his fingers deserted her ass. Her anal ring stayed open before it finally snapped shut like a tight rubber band. She flexed her buttocks together but relaxed them when she felt the hot, rubbery hardness of his greased cock slide up and down between her cheeks. Her body was trembling, but it wasn’t in fear that Santos thought, it was anticipation. The tight bondage, the clothespins on her pussy lips and the cruel snapper that was ready to bite into her clit with her slightest hesitation sent her to dizzying heights of arousal.
Santos gripped his cock; the angry, dark red head of his cock covered the tiny brown hole. He almost could feel the spasms in her anus rippling against the tip of his cock. “Brace yourself for the first thrust,” he warned her. He lined her up perfectly, his cock centered on her virgin anus. His cock felt like it was thickening and growing longer in anticipation of taking her virgin hole. He began to apply pressure, feeling her fear-clenched rectal opening fighting to keep him out. “Relax, Collette, take my thrust up your ass or it will be your clit that will suffer you refusal.” He felt her muscles surrender, pushing harder with his hips, feeling her anal ring slowly and methodically open and begin to accept the corona of his cock. He looked down, amazed that the tiny hole began to open and take him, millimeter by millimeter of his cock head slowly began to enter her.
She knew that once the head was inside there was no way she could keep him from shoving all of his cock up her ass. She didn’t see the size of his cock, but the head felt massive. She had to relax her muscles, all of her senses willing her fighting ass muscles to accept the ravishment of her virgin ass. She felt him sense her surrender, the pressure building until she felt her anal ring flower open and take the massive head inside. Once it breached her ring, her muscles gripped the underside of the huge head and clamped it tightly in place. It felt like a giant rock was shoved into her ass and nothing could stop the shrill cry from her lips as the sheer agony of being fucked in her ass raced through her bowels. “EEEWWWW!” Her body jerked away in natural reaction to being invaded by such a massive weapon in such a small hole. She shrilled in pain again as her body swung, the weight pulling down too far and the painful bite of the clamp on her clit raced through her body.
“Damn, you’re going to skin me alive, Collette.” It felt like her ass hole was squeezing the head of his cock in a vise, the clit snapper igniting and forcing her body to tighten in pain. Even though the head of his cock was in her rectum, her muscles pinched it painfully tight. He stroked her flanks as he tried to soothe her, but his cock twitched as he looked down to see her tiny ass hole spread around the thick shaft of his cock in its gentle embrace. “Relax, Collette. You have a lot more cock to take before I fuck your ass hole.”
He wanted her to relax, but he was doing all that made her clench in pain. It felt like a giant rock inside her rectum, her sphincter muscles dancing painfully from the invasion. She could barely breathe; the pain of the initial penetration was bad enough. What will it feel like when he pushes his cock deep into my intestines? She never felt as impaled as she was now. Santos began to push his cock deeper into her rectal tightness. She had to keep her muscles relaxed to avoid the pain of the snapper, aiding him at penetrating her deeper with his cock. The head felt so big as it pushed against the elastic walls of her anal tract and stretched her for the thick shaft that followed it, like a giant snake burrowing into her guts. It was a forbidden feeling that raced through her mind, taking unnaturally from behind in a place that was not meant to be entered from the outside, humiliating her. She felt him stop, then felt the tremendous pressure as he began to pull out, feeling as if her insides were sucked out by a powerful vacuum, the thick head pulling on her anal ring until it stretched out far, ready to snap as it released his cock from its grip. She knew what would happen next, bracing her body, her muscles tense. It took only a second before he thrust back in, this time Collette pushing back to meet his thrust or her clit would suffer the painful crushing beneath the clamp. Her ass hole was reamed out by the thick head, Collette swimming in the pain of her ass hole forced impossibly wide to accept the hard, demanding meat inside.
Santos wanted to go slow to make it easier for her, but the excitement of being the first in her ass hole and the incredible tightness and clenching of her muscles overcame all good intentions and left him only with pure lust. He began to fuck her, pulling out until her anal ring captured the head just behind the ridge of his cock then thrust back in, this time pushing past her resisting sphincter and shoving into the hot depths of her ass with two more inches of cock. Her insides clenched on his muscles as he pulled out, feeling like hundreds of fingers touching and caressing his rock-hard cock. He shoved back in, another two inches inside her, Collette learning her place, her body braced to take his powerful thrusts without moving, gripping his cock with such delightfully clenching muscles as he withdrew.
“It’s soo biggg,” she cried out, but she wasn’t complaining. It filled her as she never had been filled before. It was so demeaning to be ass fucked, but the tight bondage and the strange contraption that forced her compliance only added to the perverse excitement. She felt his cock deep inside her, her insides tortured into painful contractions when he pushed too hard on the elastic walls or it tried to force a bend in her intestines to straighten unnaturally. “You’re too big for me,” feeding his ego in spite of the truth. He began to speed up his thrusts, harder and deeper, her insides feeling like they were burning up under the punishing thrusts, her insides stretched to painful limits. She had to kneel perfectly still for fear of the clit snapper biting into her pleasure button, her ass hole reamed by the ever-expanding cock. She didn’t know how long his cock was, but she still hadn’t felt the prickly pubic hairs on her ass cheeks, so she knew she still had to take more of his cock in her ass. Inch after inch of cock was shoved up her ass until it felt like it would come out her mouth. Finally, she felt relief when his abdomen slapped against her ass cheeks, the head of his cock twitching deep into her bowels. It felt like she just ate a whole turkey, her insides curled around his cock. He pulled out until it almost escaped her anal ring then thrust in, making her take the full measure of his cock in one powerful bone jarring thrust. It was so powerful that Collette couldn’t stop it from jarring her body, the clamp bit into her clit as she screamed out in pain, and her ass hole gripped his cock and stopped it from going any deeper.
Santos gave her body a second to relax before he fucked her again. “Here it comes,” he warned her, this time her ass pushed back to meet his thrust and suck his cock deep into her guts. He sped up fucking her, his balls aching for release, ready to bathe her guts with torrents of his potent cum.
Through it all, Collette couldn’t deny the feelings that were building up in her body. The degrading thrusts of his cock invaded her ass, stretching her wide, blended together to become a forbidden pleasure at serving Santos’ depraved lust. “Ooh, Aaahuuu,” crying out as he slammed into her, her rectal muscles clenching tightly on his organ when he withdrew, pushing back on her ass hole to open her up to his plunging thrusts back in. She began to push back her buttocks, grinding back to the tunneling cock that sodomized her ass hole. The first time she did that, the clit snapper slammed shut on her clit, but it was different now, the masochistic pleasure the only stimu
lation her clit could receive, starting out as pain and finishing as pleasure. “Fuck me! Fuck me harder!” She heard the voice and was surprised it was coming from her mouth.
Santos needed no further encouragement, fucking her hard and slamming into her ass cheeks that rocked her body and sent the clit snapper to bite painfully on her. He wasn’t going to last any longer, needing to spill his seed into her once-virgin ass hole. His body went rigid as he sank into the depths of her bowels, the powerful stroke setting off the clit snapper once again. He fanned his fingers along the clothespins that lined her pussy lips, feeling her muscles tighten up in pain as he felt the cum churning up in his balls. He erupted in her steamy, clinging ass hole; his cock shooting out spasms of fiery blasts of heated cum into her colon as he screamed out as he came in her.
She felt him continue to pound into her rectum even as he shot his flood of hot juices high inside her, shamed that he was filling her intestines with his hot cum. It felt like she was drowning in his cum, his fingers sliding along the clothespins, setting off a shower of pain that shot to the hanging clit snapper and bit into her clit repeatedly. It sent off a chain of reactions in her body, her rectal nerves rubbed by the spewing cum in such a way, as the pain in her pussy blended into one powerful orgasm that raced through her body. Her body shook and shuddered as she came, her clit bit continually through it all, sending her from plateau to another as she came while being sodomized. “III’m cummmmming,” she cried out. Her head went dizzy as the cock in her ass hole finally began to shrink. She was forced to push it out, inch by inch, until it popped from her ass hole and her ravished behind was allowed to close, but not before she felt a river of cum leaking out.
It was a little awkward as Santos untied her, but not before he was already dressed, his cock neatly tucked away as if nothing happened. Collette could barely stand up, her back creaking from being bent over and sodomized for so long. She got dressed and said goodnight as graciously as she could, his sperm still in her belly.
CHAPTER 8
Cherry’s New Life and Men
Cherry looked in the mirror, not believing it was really her. The white silk blouse draped sexily over her naked breasts as though they were being caressed. She left two buttons open, but after she saw her reflection, she opened up a third, feeling so much sexier. The blouse opened up half the way down to her belly, and if she leaned forward, it fell away to reveal her lovely, firm naked breasts. Her nipples grew erect just at the thought of men looking at her so lustfully. The black skirt was fashionable but tight and short. It was what was underneath that already was making her wet. How could the first day of work make me sexually aroused? The silk stockings caressed her skin so nicely, but it was the garter belt and the way it framed the tiny panties that covered her mound that excited her. Perched on top of four-inch heels, the straps around her ankles, as if she was bound to them, completed the outfit. She walked to the other side of the room, the swish of her stockings as her thighs rubbed sounding sexy, wondering if men would think the same thing. Noely had taken her shopping at Jacques where she tried on so many clothes, all the while Jacque watched her, even when she was only in panties and nothing else as if it were so natural.
She didn’t feel self-conscious or out of place among the others girls. In fact, she felt special, the only blonde among a sea of dark-haired girls. She knocked on Derek’s door, opening it when his booming voice told her to enter. She walked into a massive office fit for the President of the United States and behind the desk sat a swarthy man with jet-black hair and a mustache. The most handsome and virile older man she had ever seen. He stood up when she walked in; Derek dressed in a black suit and white pullover that clung to his chest, not a hint of excess fat, only muscles rippling beneath it. She couldn’t keep her eyes from moving lower to see his pants tight around his thighs, but outlined in the front was the unmistakable bulge of a real man. If that was the size and he was soft, she could not imagine what he would be like when erect and hard.
“Welcome to our family, Cherry. I see that Noely got you dressed appropriately. The hospital has an image to keep and the girls are the first thing our guests and visitors see, so they have to portray our sophistication and attention to detail.” Derek sat down on the chair next to his desk. “Come over here so I can see you better.”
“Thank you. Should I call you Derek?” She was unsure how she should address him. She walked over until she was standing in front of him. He was looking at her, but their eyes never met. He was scanning her body meticulously.
“Yes, call me Derek. All the girls do. Come closer.” She stood within inches of him. His hands reached out to her hips, feeling her body jerk away from the unexpected touch. “Hold still, Cherry.” He put his hands back on her hips, this time she didn’t move away. “Yes, you must grow accustom to men touching you, Cherry. You should feel honored that men find you so alluring that they can’t take their hands off you.” He pushed with his hands until her back was to him, seeing her pert ass pushing her skirt out so provocatively. She would find that men would find her ass irresistible, and they would be unable to keep their hands off of it.
It shocked her the first time she felt his hands on her, but it shouldn’t have, not after all that had happened so far since she came to Venezuela. She jerked away, but his voice was stern and demanding, Cherry standing there as his hands returned, her body tense until she felt his large hands holding her so possessively. She almost felt safe in them, turning around as the hands instructed her until her back was to him, but she knew it was her ass that he was looking at. Her breathing stopped when the large hands slid over each of her buttocks and cupped one of them with ease in his large palms as though they were built specifically to fit his hands. She stood rigid, Derek making no attempt to move them, just holding them.
“You have a lovely body, Cherry, but you already know that.” His hands began to move over her buttocks, first squeezing each cheek gently, not groping but caressing them. She didn’t move, though he did enjoy the way the muscles in her buttocks clenched uncontrollably, watching as her buttocks undulated beneath the tight skirt.
She didn’t respond to his comment, not knowing what to say or whether he even wanted a response. His hands continued to move over her buttocks, powerful fingers slowly digging into the flesh of her buttocks. She felt the pressure increase as his fingers became more insistent; feeling them pull each buttock in the opposite direction until she felt the crack of her ass begin to open under the probing hands. His hands moved up and down her cheeks, even a stray finger touching her so close to her pussy from behind. She felt some relief when his hands returned to her waist and turned her until she was facing him again. Her face was flushed, but it was her pussy that was wet.
“We have strict dress requirements, no bras or pantyhose, only garter belts and silk stockings.” Derek inhaled, the young girl heated from his touch already.
“Yes, I was instructed by Noely, Derek.”
“Show me your compliance, Cherry.”
She looked down at him, not sure what he meant. “What do you want me to do?” Her voice was trembling.
“Lift up your skirt to your waist and show me the garter belt and silk stockings. Hold it up until I tell you to push it back down.” His cock stirred beneath his tight-fitting pants.
Her fingers could barely grasp the bottom of her skirt, finally grabbing the edge as she bent over, feeling her breasts swaying beneath the silk blouse. As she stood up, her skirt began to rise up, Cherry flushed as she raised it up higher and higher, Derek’s face only inches from her mound when she got it to her waist.
“Very good, Cherry. Hold it there.” He saw the faint wet spot on the front of her panties; she might be trembling at performing for him and lifting her skirt, but deep down between her legs, she was growing aroused at her surrender. Whoever picked her to work here knew her well, better than Cherry knew herself.
It felt like his hot hand was burning the naked skin of her hips when they touched her, bu
t she obeyed him, turning until her back was to him again; at least he wouldn’t see the shameful blush on her body. His fingers moved to the top of her panties, tugging them up by the waistband until she felt the crotch pushing between her legs. His other hand smoothed the panties over her cheeks, Cherry knowing that he was getting an eyeful as the tight panties displayed every nook and cranny in her body.
Derek’s hands slid down over her buttocks and lightly touched her pussy from behind, but it was between her thighs his hands wanted to be. “Spread your legs, Cherry.”
She never expected to hear those words, but since she came to Venezuela, it seemed that every man was telling her to do it, and she obeyed without question, this time no different. She felt a shiver run through her body when his fingers brushed over her mound, but her pussy began to flood her panties when she felt the naked skin of his hand touch the soft, naked skin of her thighs. His fingers were gentle and exciting as he explored all of her naked thighs. He pulled up her stockings until they drew taut over her legs.
“Very nice, Cherry.” His hands were back on her hips, turning her until she was facing him again, her hands still clutching her skirt high above her waist. His hands gripped the waistband of her panties and pulled them tight until he could see the outline of her slit revealed so intimately. She had big, puffy lips and a full head of pubic hairs. The men would love that on her, most of the girls shorn bald. She would be quite a novelty with a full mound of silky, blonde hair. “You can let your skirt fall, Cherry. You did very well,” he complimented her.
