by Golden Angel
"Do you want to continue to replace them? Continue on as we've begun?" Frantic nodding, although she would have shouted her yes if her mouth hadn't been full. There was nothing that she wanted more. Everything she had been through with him had been more wonderful then she would have ever thought, and it filled something in her that had always been empty. Some part of her desires which he had touched and filled. In some way, she needed it, everything he could give her.
He smiled down at her, his voice almost a purr. "I’m so happy to hear that little girl."
Last plunge down her throat, holding her head tight against his crotch as he spilled his load. Gulping eagerly, she again became aware of Juan's intense gaze. It made her uncomfortable, but after all, she had just agreed to do whatever Michael wanted, and apparently he wanted Juan to be able to watch. The hold on her head lessened and she gently tongued the softening dick in her mouth.
Juan nodded to Michael and left the room, probably to go jerk off. Diane felt incredibly embarrassed and yet just as aroused as before. But Michael seemed inordinately pleased with her and that made her feel much better.
That didn't diminish her punishment though. They went down to his car, her as she was: hair undone, blouse around her waist and wrists, breasts hanging free on either side of the bondage rope, and wrists tied together behind her back.
On the way home they passed by an 18-wheeler, and Michael slowed to its speed so that the trucker could get a good look at her exposed state. She blushed and held her head down - until Michael turned on both her vibrators at full blast, causing her to orgasm after a day of being teased. The trucker got quite a show of her spasming and heaving in the seat until her orgasm quieted. As they pulled away he appreciatively pulled the horn.
Chapter 5
Diane was tied over a horse in Michael's basement, sweating. Completely naked, the horse was wide enough to support her whole weight, and long enough that she could rest her head on it; just at Michael's hip height, her groin was on the very edge of the end. Both legs and hands were tied to it and her breasts felt squashed flat, but at least he'd taken off the bondage rope. Michael had left her awhile ago, but there was plenty for her to look at. Before leaving her down there he'd told her to get a good look around while she could, since later she probably would have her attention on other things. On the walls there were whips and paddles, riding crops, ticklers, and lengths of rope. There were shelves with various dildos, probes, butt plugs, and other items that she could see were there but couldn't make out what they were. Other than the horse she was tied on, there was also a large wooden frame, a hook in the ceiling with a chain hanging down from it, some kind of harness or swing, and another structure. It was about the same height and length as the horse she was on, but was much thinner, and the top part of it was like a triangle, but smooth and rounded instead of pointed. She had no idea what it was for, and wondered if maybe it didn't have anything to do with her. Although, that seemed unlikely with just about everything else in the room obviously being for her.
She squirmed uncomfortably, wondering how long it would be before Michael came back. At least he'd let her go to the bathroom before tying her up, but the more time he left her to think, the more she imagined what he might do to her. And the hornier she got. Although she also became more nervous and anxious. He'd taken out the dildos, but really that just made her feel empty, and in some ways more uncomfortable because she'd gotten so use to the feeling of being full. Her mouth was full though. A new kind of gag had been placed in her mouth, it was shaped like a small penis and was about 3" long, covering her tongue but not coming near the back of her throat.
Thoughts turned round in her head. When they had first come home, Michael had had her fill out a sheet he had which listed erotic activities and asked her to indicate what interested her, what she had never done and what she was absolutely not willing to do. Fortunately, she'd found out that he had no taste for certain deviant acts either, and some things were to be used only for punishment (not very consoling when she knew this weekend was mostly going to be about paying for her transgressions during the week.). Still, the list had held a few surprises for her, and she was curious to see how everything would be implemented. She was also unsure of her bravery in saying yes to things like being whipped and cropped, now that she had time to contemplate the actual instruments. But she hadn't wanted him to be disappointed in her, so she'd said yes to everything that she thought she could at least handle, even if she might not necessarily enjoy it.
Finally (it was actually only about 20 minutes, but to Diane it felt like at least an hour) Michael returned, wearing nothing but a black silk robe that hung down to his knees, rippling around him as he walked. Diane hummed her pleasure at the sight of him, but quickly lost her happy feeling as he looked at her and then reached up to take down a paddle from the wall.
"Today, you did not catch up on your work. All week you have worked at a much lower rate than you needed to. As promised, I am going to punish you for it. If you are a good girl and take your punishment then you will be rewarded." Diane vowed to herself that she would be good... whatever that entailed. Not just for the promised treat, but also because she didn't want him to decide that maybe she wasn't worth having around. To disappoint him would be terrible.
WHACK!
The paddle hit her ass. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! She jerked as it covered the entire area of her butt cheeks. It hurt more than she'd thought it would, but she felt that she was bearing up bravely. Having a spanking at the end of each day at work had probably helped. After 35 hits with the paddle she had started screaming behind her gag, even though the beating was being spread out over her whole ass, each hit was really starting to smart. By the time he reached the end - 50 - it felt as though her ass was on fire, and there were tears streaming down her face. A smooth hand caressed her burning ass.
"That was very good little girl,” he crooned as he stroked her ass with a gentle hand. “You should see the color of your ass, a nice cherry red." One finger slipped down to stir her pussy juices and she realized that the hard spanking had made her very wet.
While his fingers began to violate her pussy, his other hand began to alternatively caress and lightly tap her reddened ass, the combination of pain and pleasure making her gasp, twitch and moan. Then she stiffened as the fingers in her pussy began transferring some of her pussy juices to her ass, rimming it with wetness. More chuckles at her discomfort.
"If I were you, I'd try to loosen up a little. I told you what we’re doing this weekend and that hasn’t changed just because you’re being punished.” Her body shuddered and her anus clenched and unclenched as he slowly pushed one large finger in her virgin territory. As he pumped his finger in and out of her ass her pussy leaked ever more and she blessed the butt plugs she’d been wearing all week, although compared to the ones up on the shelves, the ones he had used on her hadn’t been especially large. Two fingers, both coated in her juices, pushed up her smaller hole, twisting and turning inside of her; she spasmed around them, and wiggled, trying to relieve the pressure on her asshole. The stretch felt so good, the slight burn adding to the erotic sensation. Then he pulled both out, and she could hear the robe slip to the floor beside them, feel him moving behind her; she tensed as she anticipated the assault on her second hole.
Instead, he pushed swiftly into her pussy, feeling its tightness pulse around his dick at the unexpected invasion. He stroked in and out, one hand holding onto the lube that he’d taken out of his robe pocket before taking off his robe, as her wet pussy gripped his thrusting cock, he spread the lube on his fingers and pushed them back into her tight ass. Diane shivered and moaned, humping back against him, still scared of losing her anal virginity but enjoying the feeling of him being inside of her.
Then he pulled out of her pussy and spread more lube over the length of his cock, mixing with her pussy juices. With his hands on her hips to hold her, he lined the wide head of his dick up against her crinkled hole and began the slow pus
h forward, barely nudging in and then pulling away, before nudging forward again, slightly more this time. She could feel her ass opening and closing, then it felt like one long push, and her ass burned as the head popped in, her tight ring closing around it. Arching her back and biting down hard on the rubber penis in her mouth, she tried to deal with the pain.
It hurt more than she thought it would, after all the stretching his fingers and the butt plugs had done... she felt spread wider, and more full than ever, and he only had the head in. He held it in place, letting her ass ripple and clench, massaging the head of his cock as it adjusted to the intruder. Slowly, agonizingly, he began sawing his dick back and forth, each time pushing another half inch in, even though she started becoming accustomed to the girth, the new length filling her would make her wiggle and squeal each time. The discomfort burned, but the full sensation of her ass made her pussy wet and her insides feel hot and fizzy. Having him take her final frontier was incredibly intimate and arousing, and she couldn’t deny that the pain just turned her on more. Finally, his hips were against her ass, she was panting for breath behind the gag, feeling stuffed and overly full.
Suddenly Michael rested his full weight on her, driving his dick even further into her ass and making her gasp for breath. He rubbed his body slightly against hers, making her wince as he rubbed reddened ass flesh and his dick bounced against her insides.
Her ass tightened and relaxed around his dick, spasmodically, the addition of his weight on her making the sensations even more pronounced. Luxuriating in the tightness of her ass, he finally lifted himself up off her, to begin the steady plundering of her formally virgin hole. For Diane, it was all new pain and rapture as he began to move back and forth in her ass, the heat and friction causing her insides to burn with discomfort and heat.
Everything seemed to be taking forever, the steady pumping in her ass, accented with the pleasurable rippling in her pussy... Diane's head was filled with images of what his dick must look like, shoved into that impossibly small hole, stretching it open ruthlessly and using it for pleasure. She arched her back and clenched her ass muscles, trying to make herself tighter to give him more pleasure, and was rewarded with a gasp and tremor from him. It also hurt her though, and she couldn't keep it up for very long, but every couple of minutes she would clench again, and feel his shaft push its burning path down her ass, making her writhe on his pole.
She lay submissively in front of him, her ass accepting the long thrusts of his cock and gripping him over and over as he plunged home. As his movements became stronger his balls started slapping against her splayed pussy, bouncing off of her clit. Diane shivered and pushed back, ignoring the cramping as he began to thrust more forcefully, responding to her body’s movements. His hand slipped down between her legs to rub against her eager, wet flesh, his fingers circling around her bud, and she screamed her orgasm as he rubbed firmly over the sensitive nub, ass tightening down as she creamed herself. Michael pushed into her hard and laid his weight back down on her. His dick felt huge inside her, longer and wider, and she clenched hard in surprise at the sudden thrust, her body convulsing with ecstasy, her full ass and engorged clit combining to send her spiraling into fulfillment. His dick exploded in her bowels, pulsing and pushing, she could actually feel every spurt of cum that washed into her deflowered asshole, soothing the heat with its wetness.
When every last drop had been deposited in her ass, Michael let his cock soften until he finally pulled himself up and gently let his dick slide from her ravaged hole.
“So little girl,” he asked her as he released her from the bondage. “Do you like being taken in the ass?”
“Yes Sir,” Diane said hoarsely. Her ass throbbed as she stood and cum trickled down her thigh.
He carried her upstairs to the bathroom, letting her tend to herself while he went to another room and washed himself off. Much amusement was had at her expense when she had to sit down to eat, his chairs were not overly padded.
For dessert, she gave him a blowjob, long and slow, trying to be as seductive as possible. He just looked at her sternly afterwards and told her that because she'd been such a bad girl all week that she was going to be punished tomorrow too, no matter how cute or seductive she was before then. That night he tied her arms above her head - to keep her from playing with herself during the night, he said - and played idly with her breasts, getting her all hot and amped up, before falling asleep, one hand still covering her chest. Diane was awake for much longer after her fell asleep, trying to rub her legs together without moving enough to wake him. Finally, exhausted, she fell asleep without her orgasm. Obviously this was part of her punishment.
Saturday morning Diane awoke to Michael climbing on top of her, spreading her legs with his hands. She gasped and reached up to touch him… only to be restrained by the soft cuffs on her wrists which were attached to his headboard. Yesterday’s activities had taken its toll on her body and she hadn’t even felt him manipulating her body into position. Moaning, she winced as his dick pressed against her sore ass, swollen from yesterday’s defloration.
Putting his hand between her legs, he rubbed his dick up and down her slit, the friction slowly making her wet. Before she was really ready he was pushing his hard morning wood inside of her and she gasped and spread her legs further, straining as his huge cock stretched her out. With the bare minimum of lubrication everything felt so much more intense, the ache in her pussy walls as they parted before him, the depth to which his cock plunged inside of her, and the weight of him on top of her.
Barely awake but quickly coming around, Diane shivered and whimpered as Michael filled her with the most erotic wake-up call she’d ever received. Her hands tugged at the restraint as he ran his hands down her body and up to her breasts, squeezing the soft mounds with fervor as his hips began rocking back and forth. Planting her feet firmly on the bed Diane used the leverage to push herself back up at him, her eager pussy sucking him in. Although her butt cheeks and the inside of her ass were still sore from last night her pussy was in heaven as it got wetter and wetter around the penetrating shaft.
Soft cries of pleasure fell from her lips as Michael kissed her neck, sucking hard and leaving hickies on her creamy skin. His hands reached under to grope her sore ass, fingers digging into her cheeks. The sore ache heated her lower body as he plunged deeper and harder, splitting her open as she thrust back up at him, meeting him stroke for stroke.
“Oh… oh...” she cried out as Michael’s teeth nibbled at her collarbone. “Oh Michael… Oh Michael I’m going to cum!”
In response Michael lifted her ass so that only her shoulders, neck and head were still on the bed, her feet hanging on either side of his legs, plunging into her to his full depth and pressing hard against her open pussy, rubbing her up and down against him. The hard planes of his body and the rough texture of the hair on his groin created the most incredible friction, his full length of cock bouncing up and down inside of her and pressing against her g-spot, and Diane screamed as her orgasm sent her soaring even higher, the stimulation to all of her most sensitive parts dragging out her pleasure to a level of ecstasy that was almost painful.
As she clenched and spasmed around him, body struggling for purchase against him and her breasts bouncing on her chest as she thrashed, Michael groaned and gave a short, sharp thrust before spilling his seed inside of her. The swelling of his cock and the subsequent pulses through the thick shaft as it spurted made Diane sob with sexual gratification.
Carefully he lowered her back down to the bed and leaned over to give each of her pert nipples a kiss, still inside of her. Diane looked up at him with heavy-lidded satisfied eyes.
“Good morning little one,” he smiled down at her, pressing his hips down.
“Very good morning,” she replied, rolling her hips in response, then shuddering as the movement sent a spasm of residual pleasure through her, literally curling her toes.
He let her fall back asleep, while he got up to make "prep
arations".
Chapter 6
Diane and Michael ate lunch, chatting amiably. She felt almost as though she was living in some kind of twilight zone; they were both naked in a gorgeous kitchen, her with a sorely satisfied ass and pussy, and there was nothing in either demeanor to suggest that this was anything other than normal. It felt good, to be like this. She felt more complete and happy than she had since she was a young child. There was something refreshing and wonderful about having no real control, not having to think, just following the orders of someone else. She felt like she was really free for the first time in her life.
After lunch she felt contentment as he tied her wrists together in front of her and swept her into his arms to carry her back to the basement. Michael was quite content and pleased to, with Diane's head nestled trustingly on his shoulder, her compliance with everything so far this weekend, everything was turning out just as he had hoped.
“Don’t get too comfortable,” he murmured into her ear, admiring the hickeys that he’d left on her neck that morning. “You still have some punishment coming for not finishing your work this week.”
Diane groaned, but not with any real fear or unhappiness. She’d enjoyed her spanking last night even though it really hurt when it was happening. Michael chuckled, feeling the lack of tension in her body. He’d gone easy on her last night and he was looking forward to what was about to happen. It was going to be hard on her, but that was the point, and he knew that she would respond to it even if she was going to need some time to recover afterwards.
Her punishments would culminate on the tall, triangular horse that she’d noticed yesterday. Michael had spent all the past week rounding the top and smoothing it to keep from really injuring her. Not that she'd enjoy it either. He placed her on top of it, one leg on either side, the rounded top spreading her pussy lips apart and pressing into her cleft. Quickly she leaned forward so that she could put most of her weight onto her bound hands, her big toes were just barely touching the floor and she couldn’t put any weight onto her feet. Michael paused for a moment; it would be interesting to see how long she would be able to hold herself up, taking the pressure off her pussy. On the other hand he didn't want her to fall off. Decision. He raised her arms above her head and tied them securely onto the long rope hanging from the ceiling. Diane groaned in pain as the positioning of her arms forced her body weight to rest squarely on the rounded wood fitted uncomfortably into her pussy.
