Runaway Wife

by Powerone

  She heard the camera recording her naked body, Michael's descriptions making her even more humiliated. Her hands moved as if they had a mind of there own, Keri jumping at her own intimate touch, gripping her lips so hard, the slick flesh hard to hold. She peeled back her pussy lips, the gentle tug harder, not wanting to disappoint Michael. Her lips began to ache before she stopped, her mind conjuring up an image of how perverse she must look. She heard the click of the camera, sure that he could see inside her. What would become of the pictures? Would it be like Brad, used to silence her protests of what he had inflicted on her?

  "Very juicy Keri,” Michael teased her. “Play with yourself Keri. Keep your legs spread real wide while you do.” Her hands already began to dance over her pussy, two fingers sliding effortlessly in her pussy. “And don't forget your clit. Make it stand out hard for me."

  Her hips began to move almost instantly, her pussy gripped her fingers as she plunged them deep inside her. Her body was tense, needing to cum badly, no longer caring that Michael watched her or took pictures of her. The overriding lust was to cum. She moaned loudly as her other hand peeled back her clit hood, tapping at her clit as it swelled in pleasure, the click of the camera revealing her pleasure button to the lens. She couldn't keep her hips still, her thighs trembling as she struggled to keep her legs bowed open for Michael, wanting instead to trap her fingers inside her pussy. er Her Her fingers became noisy, her slick pussy covering them as they slid in and out with increasing speed. She wouldn't last much longer, her body beginning to shudder, her hips humping at her own hand, nipples swelling as the pleasure raced through her body. Michael's voice cut into her moment.

  "Stop!” Her body froze, her fingers still inside her pussy, her face seeking out a reason for his abrupt command. He moved next to her. “Get up and move over here.” She pulled her fingers out of her pussy, Michael taking the two slick fingers and pushing them into her mouth. Keri didn't disappoint him, her tongue licking the fingers clean. She had done this before, Michael sure that she had done it often.

  She bumped into something, Michael helping her to kneel on it, his hands arranging her naked body, pushing her this way than that. She found herself kneeling on a cold leather something, Michael's hand pushing down on her back, his other hand between her legs, pushing up on her abdomen, forcing her ass to rise up higher in the air.

  "Put your head down, that's a good girl.” He made her stick her ass up into the air. “Higher, wag that lovely tail in the air.” He posed her naked body, his hands finally reaching between her legs, one hand pushing out on her tender thigh. “Spread your legs. Real wide. I want you opened up. I want to see everything from behind you.” His hand teased her other leg out until her kneeling body was spread wide. “Get your ass up higher,” a slap on her naked cheek making her body dance quickly to his commands.

  She felt her ass cheeks parting, her widespread legs leaving little to the imagination, her ass raised up so high as if she were offering it up to him. His hands left her and than she heard the familiar click of the camera, almost feeling the heat on her ass. Michael must be so close. The camera clicked constantly, taking picture after picture. Her ass still stung from the slap, but as it mixed with her arousal it confused her. The pleasure and pain numbing her brain to anything other then the sensations surging thru her body.

  "What a lovely asshole Keri? It's just a tiny little hole. Reach behind you and touch it with your finger."

  It was disgusting, but she obeyed, her finger hesitantly touching her anus, sending the tiny bump into a series of spasms. Why did men have such a fascination with her anus? She shuddered, Keri surprised that her anus was so sensitive, a strange tingling ignited by her touch. She never realized that she was so sensitive there, not unlike her pussy. She pressed a little harder, feeling her own muscles fighting her finger, the strange clenching sending perverse tremors through her body.

  Michael was enthralled, Keri seemed to be testing her asshole with her finger, his eyes glued to the tiny hole, her finger pushing, her anal ring stretching wider to accommodate the thickening of her finger as it slide in. For a girl that fought any probing of her ass, she seemed to be curious. Michael picked up the vibrator, the pink plastic phallic instrument thick and imposing. The head would swirl in an ecliptic pattern and would drive hard against the walls of her pussy, the ring of studs around the base would spin in a circle, sending pleasures throughout her body. And the powerful vibrator would make her pussy dance in erotic delight, all for the enjoyment of those that watched Keri going through the orgasmic bliss that it would induce. “Turn your head this way so I can see your face.” He slipped the vibrator against Keri's lips, seeing her mouth open in surrender, slipping the thick head between her lips. He saw her tongue already bathing it with her spit, Keri understanding what was required of her.

  She felt the unyielding plastic against her lips, opening her mouth to accept the vibrator, having experienced the same routine at home in her own bed, Keri making herself suck her vibrator as if it were a thick cock before it fucked her. She felt the bumps on the edge, her pussy dripping wet at the thought of them rubbing harshly against her soft walls. It was big, bigger than hers at home. It would fill her pussy, unable to stop the hard plastic from forcing its way inside her. It pushed deeper into her mouth, Keri hoping that Michael would stop it before it made her gag, sure that the hard plastic would be much worse than a cock in her throat.

  Michael pulled it out of her mouth, the shiny plastic glistening with her spit. “Put it in your pussy and fuck yourself with it. I want you to cum while impaled with it."

  Her hands grabbed the vibrator, almost dropping it, not realizing it would be that heavy. She found the switch at the base, turning it on one notch, the low hum filling the room. She pushed it higher, finally reaching a crescendo, the vibrator almost vibrating out of her hand. God, it hummed with such intensity, the head spinning around slowly, the studded ring moving rhythmically. She trembled at the thought of the fake cock entering her while Michael watched her body dance on the mechanical cock, Keri forced to cum for his pleasure. She reached back between her legs, her body jumping from the first touch of the plastic tip on her pussy. She pushed with her hand, feeling her pussy yielding to the hard plastic, the wet tip slowly sliding inside her wet pussy. “MMMMMM,” she moaned softly as her insides spread to accept the thick vibrator, jerking as the band of studs slid so unceremoniously inside her. She stopped, her breathing ragged as she felt so full, even with her legs spread so wide. She flipped the switch, the vibrator roaring to life, Keri's ass rising up higher in the air as the head began to drill inside her soft inner walls, the vibrator feeling like it was twice its size as the head spun in an ecliptic circle. And the studs, feeling like thousands of fingers that rubbed inside her, twisting and turning in an endless circle. Her pussy pulsated with the vibrations, her hips beginning rock back and forth, fucking the thick cock that brought so much pleasure between her legs.

  "You're enjoying the cock. Fuck yourself with it.” He snapped pictures behind her, the vibrator coated with her juices as it plunged in and out of her, her pussy gripping the fake cock as tight as Keri would a real one. He only wished he could tape her panting and the sound of the vibrator as it fucked her wet pussy. She was ready to cum, but he had one more task for her, one that she would be forced to endure. He picked up the anal probe, the slim vibrator capped by the large red ball. The shaft was an arc. When it rotated slowly it would stretch her anal walls open as the ball would reach new depths inside her.

  Keri was ready to cum, her panting body covering with a thin layer of sweat as she fucked herself with the thick cock, imaging that it was Michael's cock that plundered her pussy. She heard the camera recording for posterity her masturbation, but she no longer cared, her body too far gone, too close to the orgasm that she deserved. She felt it banging against her lips, unable to stop it as something suddenly plunged into her mouth. She let her tongue trace its outline, feeling the thick ball in her mouth, t
he thin tapered shaft holding it up. What was it? She felt it begin to vibrate, the shaft and ball moving in a wide circle, pushing out her cheeks as it moved around in her mouth. She already had a vibrator in her, why did Michael need a second one? And this one was so thin. Than it suddenly dawned on her. In the position she was posed, there was only one hole that was exposed and untouched. Her asshole! No, she couldn't do that, her tongue running around the ball again, judging its size. It was too big, sure that it would be painful when it entered her, even more painful if it went in deep inside her.

  "Yes, it is for you asshole Keri. You're going to cum while your asshole is stimulated. You need to be taught. Use one hand to hold the vibrator inside you and the other to push the probe in your asshole. I want to watch as your anal ring slowly spreads wide to take the ball inside you.” Michael readied the camera.

  Keri reluctantly grabbed the probe, finding the switch at the base that would control the vibrator. She pushed the vibrator in her pussy deeper, turning the vibrator on high, hoping that her arousal would dampen the pain of the probe. She pushed the cold probe against her anus, feeling like a rock pushed against her tiny hole. She'd never be able to get anything that big inside her.

  "Push it in,” Michael was adamant when he saw her hesitation. He saw Keri grit her teeth as her hand strained to push the probe inside her asshole. He watched with intensity as her anal ring slowly spread wider, the look of anguish on Keri's face priceless. The red ball looked so obscene against her white asshole, the inanimate object slowly forcing her to accept the thick girth.

  "AAAAGGHH,” Keri screamed out, unable to bear the pain without screaming. She felt the burning as her anal ring spread so wide that she thought it would tear, her fingers pushing the thick ball until her asshole seemed to swallow it up, Keri's relief as her ring shrunk back down. But it felt like a giant rock in her asshole, the ball keeping her insides stretched open, pressing hard against her rectal muscles, her asshole rippling along the ball, trying to force it from her hole.

  "Turn it on, it will help the pain,” Michael snapping two more pictures, the camera capturing her asshole and pussy impaled with the fake phallic toys. Keri's hips were moving back and forth, her ass rose up so high, her legs spread obscenely. Michael heard the muffled hum of the probe as Keri turned it on.

  The probe bent painfully inside her, her fingers pushing harder on it, driving it deeper into her asshole, hoping it would lessen the pain. It felt huge inside her like a giant rock that bore deeper into her guts. Even the vibrator in her pussy failed to dampen the pain, the ball stretching her, but from the inside. Her anus went into spasms on the thin shaft as it hummed away inside her. How would she be able to cum?

  "Try to put it out of your head Keri. Concentrate on your pussy and the pleasure the vibrator was bringing to you. Accept the probe in your asshole.” His hand slowly ran over her ass cheeks, caressing her as she began to fuck the vibrator deep in her pussy, the vibrator increasing in intensity as it pulled in and out. “Fuck the probe Keri. Concentrate on the spot where they meet deep inside you."

  Keri struggled to comply with his perverse demands, her hands plunged the twin instruments in and out of her orifices. She willed her mind to feel where the vibrating ball touched the pulsating head of the vibrator deep inside her, separated only by the tiny elastic walls that clung to the rampaging vibrators. She let her imagination run rampant, Brad fucking her with his thick cock, while Michael sodomized her for the first time, both of the men of her dreams taking her ruthlessly for their own pleasure. She felt their cocks meeting deep inside her, plunging aside all her resistance as she bounced on the bed between her masterful men. She began to cry out in ecstasy, her nipples swelling until she thought the blood would rush from the tip, her pussy gushing her juices on the cock inside her, even the spasms in her asshole sent their fiery pleasure deep inside her. “AAAAWWWW,” she came like a street whore, her ass pumping up and down, her hands in a frenzied moment, pushing the twin vibrators so deep inside her that she thought they would come out her mouth. She exploded in pleasure, neither the camera's clicking taking away her orgasm or the cramps deep in her stomach from the cruel red ball deep in her guts deterred the pleasure that swept over her body. She bucked up and down as she came, finally slumped down, her body exhausted, spent from the masturbation. She pushed with her body, feeling the vibrators pull out, the vibrator in her pussy fall out and hum harmlessly between her legs. She had to reach back to pull the red ball from her asshole, the ball trapped by her tight anal ring. She grunted as she pulled, feeling the burning as her anal ring stretched wide, wider than before, the pleasure no longer able to disguise the pain. “AAAWWW,” she cried as the ball suddenly shot from her asshole, her anus quickly snapping shut. She could still feel it inside her, her insides felt stretched.

  Michael took one last picture of her spent body, cum dripping from between her legs, her asshole a bright red, abused from the probing. He put a pair of handcuffs on her wrists, trapping her arms behind her. He pulled her up until she was on her knees.

  She found her body manhandled by Michael, her arms bound behind her, the metal cuffs digging into her slim wrists. She was on her knees, knowing what was to be required of her. Michael enjoyed her solo masturbation, but now he wanted his relief. And it was her mouth that was to provide the tight hole for his release. She felt hands on her head, tipping her head back, her mouth opening wide. She was suddenly impaled by a thick cock, her tongue swirling around the thick head that sat so patiently in her mouth. If felt different, longer but skinner, but she had little time to comprehend the situation. Michael's hips began to move back and forth driving his cock in and out of her tightening lips, her tongue working hard to induce the orgasm that she would have to provide. He took her for ten minutes, her tongue tiring, her body spent, his hips pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. She tasted his cum as he leaked inside her, filling her with the thick salty crème. He never released her mouth from his cock, but at least he didn't try to force his cock down her throat. She felt his frenzied pumping, knowing he was ready to cum, Keri braced for the onslaught of cum that would fill her mouth to overflowing. Hands on her head held her tighter, his hips drove forward one last time, a grunt from his lips as she felt the head swell and her mouth suddenly filled with a torrent of cum. She gulped and choked as load after load of foul tasting cum filled her mouth, dribbled down her chin, hands holding her submissively on his spewing cock. Finally she felt it shrink in her mouth, Keri knowing what was required of her, her tongue lapped off the last of the cum from his cock like a kitten with milk, the shrunken cock slipped from her lips. She heard a strange rustling, then Michael was leading her away, her legs barely able to carry her, his hand possessively holding her up as he led her back to her own bedroom. The bright lights blinded her as Michael pulled off the blindfold. He took off the handcuffs, laying her down on the bed.

  Michael carefully bathed her body with a warm washcloth, paying special attention between her legs, finally turning her over onto her stomach, spreading her legs so he could bath her battered asshole. He turned her back over.

  He touched her asshole, Keri unable to do anything, the warm washcloth feeling surprisingly good as Michael's hands were so gentle. He gently turned her back over, Keri coming face to face with his hard cock bobbing in front of her lips. She opened her mouth as he entered her, Keri surprised at the hardness of it, but sucking it with a newfound vigor, hoping to please him. It didn't take him long to cum, Keri finding her mouth filled with so much cum that it dripped down her chin. How could he cum so quickly and yet do it again? She had little time to fathom the situation, trying hard to swallow all of his cum before she choked to death. Michael left her alone after he came, Keri falling into a deep, content sleep, not even the helicopter taking off roused her.

  CHAPTER 9

  Michael's Friends

  As she took a shower in the morning, her hand ran back behind her and touched her anus, remembering what Michael had forced h
er to do. He had forced her to perform for him, taking pictures of her while she was in perverse positions, just as Brad had done. Her soapy finger played with her anus, feeling it was still tight in spite of swallowing the thick ball. She pushed with her slick finger, gasping as her finger impaled her rectum. She hated the burning sensation, pulling her finger out. She would never be able to stand such a thing as big as a cock, especially if Michael wanted to sodomize her. Her thoughts returned to Michael's cock, her mouth taking him inside twice, each time finding his cock hard as a rock, his sperm abundant as she was forced to swallow it. Did he have such stamina? Or was it the nagging doubt in her mind that refused to go away that it wasn't Michael the first time in her mouth? The cock had felt different, not as thick, but longer. If it wasn't his cock, than someone else had also seen her degrade herself in her solo masturbation. Was there more than one person that watched her? Was Michael already sharing her with his friends? He had already let Kevin shave and masturbate her, it was not inconceivable that he would let others use her mouth. Use her mouth, it sounded so perverse, but at the same time it also excited a part in her that she never realized was there. For a girl that was embarrassed to be naked in front of her husband, Michael had forced her into so many uncompromising positions, all while naked. But it was the rope that subdued her, her body unable to stop the perversions, or so she let herself believe. It wasn't the same as it had been with Brad, using force to get her to submit. She willingly let Michael have his way with her, putting her hands behind her so he could tie them, or over her head, spread wide, her legs next as soon as her ability to stop him was secured by the tight rope. And the excitement that coursed through her body each time she found the rope digging into her flesh was indescribable.