Runaway Wife

by Powerone

  Michael struggled as he fucked her, her tight pussy making it hard to shove inside her with much force, her fuckhole clinging to his cock as he tried to pull free. Her lovely tits danced on her chest as her body bore the brunt of his powerful thrusts, her bound legs doing little to cushion the blows of his fuck. Michael raised his body up higher so he could use the strength in his legs as well as his hips. “Look at yourself in the mirror Keri. Watch your bound body being fucked."

  She almost forgot, Michael's bed also having a mirror above it. It was so perverted, the look on her face reflected back, her bound body impaled by Michael's cock almost like the pictures that Brad sent her of that night. Her tits bounced as Michael's abdomen smacked hard against her sex, battering her body. And her insides, Michael's cock churning such emotions in her pussy as he took her ruthlessly, his thick cock sliding back and forth inside her, Keri feeling the thick head dragging as it pulled out each time. And he fucked her constantly, never slowing down, his stamina incredible, his cock feeling like it was growing and getting harder.

  Michael slowed down, his hips moving slowly, his cock only pulling out an inch and than back in again. His hands moved up to her breasts, his fingers playing across her tits as she arched her back, her insides tightening on his cock as she did. His fingers found her nipples hard, pinching the rubbery tips until he saw her lips curl in pain. “Feel that delicious pain in your breasts Keri. Concentrate on the pain in your breasts and the pleasure in your pussy. Let them combine into one feeling.” He pulled her nipples, watching them stretch, his fingers tightening to keep them from slipping free, twisting her nipples as he yanked them out of shape.

  "OOOOGGGG,” she cried in pain as Michael's fingers felt like steel pinchers on her swollen nipples. Her back arched, her pussy tightening from the pain as his cock continued a gentle fucking motion. He was confusing her emotions, his cock bringing such pleasure to her. She had never felt so full, his thick cock touching places inside her that were untouched, reaming her with the massive head. And now his fingers were sending shooting pains into her chest as he abused her sensitive nipples with his powerful fingers. And yet he wanted her to embrace the pain almost as much as the pleasure. She looked into the mirror, watching his fingers, feeling the pain at the same time, Keri hypnotized by her erotic image in the mirror almost surreal. She couldn't believe that it was her bound and naked body on display so obscenely, Michael's cock driving the lust from her loins as he incited the pain in her breasts. She began to rock her ass, her pussy gripping his cock, trying to drag out even more pleasure from his cock. The pain began to merge with the pleasure his cock was extracting from her pussy.

  Michael kneeled up, keeping his cock inside her. He began to rotate his hips as he drove his cock into her, rubbing the thick head of his cock against the tight walls of her pussy as he pushed inside her. Her head was thrown back in abandonment, Keri lost in the emotions he was extracting from her bound body. “Fuck back,” he ordered her, feeling her bound legs moving from side to side, her insides clenching so tightly on his cock that he could feel the blood pushed to the head of his cock, her insides nipping at the sensitive head. She humped up and down as best she could in the tight bondage.

  For ten wonderful minutes Michael fucked her so completely, his cock dragging the pleasure from her body, the ropes heightening the sensations, his fingers plucking at her nipples painfully only igniting further the lust in her loins. He was now splayed over her, his cock rubbing against her clit, the pleasure button engorged with blood. She wouldn't last much longer, but Michael wouldn't stop, his hands lifting her up by her haunches, her sex pressed hard against his rasping cock, his fingers digging trenches in the smooth skin of her ass cheeks. She didn't know how he could continually fuck her without cumming, his face almost calm as he smiled down at her. Her face reflected in the mirror showed her lust, biting her lips as she ground her pussy onto his cock, fighting the urge to cum, wanting to make the pleasure last just a little bit longer. His fingers on her ass was what drove her over the edge, her clit dragging harder on his cock, his deep thrusts feeling like the head of his cock would bury inside her womb. “Cum in me,” she begged him. “I want to feel your cum in me as I do.” And she did cum, her head thrown back as she cried out in pleasure, Michael's hips fucking faster, feeling him give her one last powerful thrust that battered her cervix. And then he paused, his cock jerking before she felt the first powerful blast of cum spraying her insides. It felt like a fire hose bathing her insides, her body jerking in pleasure, the orgasm ripping through her. Her nipples were so sensitive as she came, Michael rubbing against them only made them ache, his hands gripping her ass so hard, tilting her bound body up as he dumped his hot cum into her willing pussy.

  His sphincter tightened, his balls tingling as her pussy muscles rippled up and down his cock as if it were tiny fingers inside her that massaged the cum from his balls. He jammed his cock inside her, feeling her orgasm force her to clench on his cock, like a calf suckling on a teat, her ass cheeks tightened as he pulled her onto his prick.

  He still held her bound body tightly against him, his cock not as hard any longer, but it still managed to fill her. She almost felt like her body was molded around his, the ropes forcing her obedience. He didn't move, Keri not caring, her body exhausted from the orgasms he forced from her. She had never felt anything like it before. Keri wasn't sure what it was. Was it Michael and his rock hard cock? Or was it the ropes that forced her submission? She didn't want him to leave her, tightening her pussy on his cock as he dragged it out. He paused, his cock finally pulling out with an audible snap, Keri feeling a river of cum leak out and run down her thighs. Michael sat up, but he did nothing to untie her, Keri confused but not willing to say anything.

  Fucking Keri was all that he expected and more. She took to the bondage, even the pain without protest. And by the way her body bounced around when she came, he was sure that she had never experienced an orgasm like that before. He looked down at her, her naked body covered in sweat, her thighs covered with their cum. Her pussy was no longer pink, but a deep red from the hard pummeling he just gave her. She looked like a well rode whore. But he wasn't finished with her yet.

  Keri found her body tossed over onto her stomach, her bound legs pinned beneath her, her ass pushed out. Michael's hands caressed her face, pushing her sweat drenched hair from her face.

  "Lay your head to the side,” his hand pushing her head until it lay on the bed. He reached under her, grabbing one bound leg and yanking it harshly to the side. He reached to the other side, doing the same with the other leg, her legs now spread wide.

  She felt like she was split up the middle, all of her weight forced down on her knees. Suddenly Michael yanked her lower legs up into the air by her toes, her bound legs forcing her ass high up into the air. He brought her knees closer together but pulled her ankles apart, the splay of her ass cheeks splitting open, the cool air blowing on her exposed anus.

  "Don't move,” Michael getting up and exited the room, leaving Keri alone in such an obscene position. Her knees wobbled on the bed as she struggled to stay in position. It must have been at least an hour, it felt like more. Her crotch ached in spite of being sexually satisfied, yet she began to feel the stirrings between her legs again, the rope and the obscene position reflected back to her in the mirror exciting her.

  Michael looked at her, her naked body so inviting, his cock returning to its hardness as he gazed between her spread ass cheeks, her pussy a dark red, still glistening with his dried cum. He began to untie her, flipping her over onto her side, his hands rubbing salaciously over her bound body as he pulled the ropes from her. He enjoyed the deep indentures on her white, milky skin from the ropes. He pulled the last rope off of her.

  She rubbed her numb legs, getting the circulation back in them, not even caring about the view she was giving Michael between her legs, sure that he wasn't finished with her yet. She looked over at his naked body, her hands wanting so desperately to reach ove
r and touch his cock, already semi-rigid. She waited as Michael played with the ropes. “Are you going to tie me up again?"

  "Why of course. I love the way your body responds to the ropes. And the way your pussy juices up as I spread you open.” He saw her flushing in shame that he knew her so well. “Now get up on your knees,” Michael eager to get back inside her tight, hot pussy.

  She hated that position, but she knew that Michael wouldn't allow any more refusals from her. She still didn't understand how quickly he let her off when she protested him touching her asshole, but the threat of punishment still was a nagging thought in her head. She didn't want to compound the problem, though she feared how exposed her asshole would be on her knees, sure that the ropes would make her immobile. She rose to her hands and knees, but Michael forced her upper body back down on the bed, her head pushed to the mattress, his hands lovingly pushing the hair out of her eyes.

  Michael slipped his hand between her legs, cupping her abdomen, forcing her ass to rise up submissively. “Yes, that is what I like. Your lush ass up high in the air.” He pushed on her inner thighs until Keri obeyed and bowed out her legs, her cheeks parting as well as the slick lips of her pussy. “So open and exposed Keri. I can see that slick pussy as well as your tiny asshole.” His hands slid over her ass cheeks, feeling her instantly tighten her cheeks together, trying to protect her anal virginity. He slapped her ass hard, feeling her body rock from the blow, her white cheek already turning red. “Don't tighten unless I tell you,” another blow to her other cheek, a grunt of pain from her lips.

  Her ass stung terribly, feeling the heat spread across her skin. The second one was worse than the first, her skin feeling prickly like she was stung by a nest of bees. She relaxed her cheeks, hard to do because her body was so tense, waiting for another blow to strike her ass. She didn't have to wait long, the feeling of his large hand on her naked ass shocking her senses. “EEEEEKKKK,” she cried in pain. She hadn't been spanked since a little girl, but this was different and far worse. It was humiliating for Michael to treat her like a naughty little girl.

  Keri would have to learn that punishment would be an equal partner with the pleasure that her body would have to endure, Michael and his friends enjoying putting a young girl through her paces. Once indoctrinated to her new life she will learn to relish the pain equally with the pleasure. Michael began to tie her up, taking her hands and sliding them beneath her body to tug them until they pulled between her legs. He gripped both hands and made short work of tying them together, the rope crossing over both wrists and finally slipping between them to keep her from slipping her wrists out. He tugged on the end of the rope, pulling her bound wrists toward him, her ass forced up to rise higher as he slowly bent her body to his will. He took her ankles, folding them over each other so they lay side by side, his hands moving quickly to secure them. The position forced her legs to bow in, leaving the wide expanse of her ass and sex exposed, Keri unable to close her legs. One last thing, her hands secured to her pinned legs. She was now trussed up like a Thanksgiving turkey.

  It felt like her whole sex had blossomed open to the tight bondage, Michael's expert hands leaving her unable to do anything but squirm in the tight rope. Her head was pinned to the bed, her ass thrust up obscenely, Keri ashamed as she gazed at her body in the mirror on the wall. She stopped moving her hips, humiliated at how it looked as she moved. It looked like she was humping the air!

  Michael enjoyed the way she looked, but he had more urgent business to take care of. His balls ached for relief and Keri's bound body was his receptacle. He moved behind her, stroking his cock, moving behind her. He looked at her cheeks, pink from the spanking, but what drew his attention was the defenseless little asshole that peeked out from her widespread cheeks, the crack of her ass barely visible. He could thrust his cock into the virgin hole, but he wanted her to surrender her anal virginity to him. He would make sure that she did. “Ready for a hard fucking Keri?” He didn't wait for a response, his cock fisted and brought to her tight hole, the exaggerated spread of her legs leaving her already open. He pressed his cock head against the tight hole, reaching over to grip the hair on the top of her head. He slowly yanked her hair, her head forced up into the air, his hips shoving hard, his cock shoved unceremoniously inside her tight hole.

  "AAARRGGH,” she cried out, tears falling from her eyes as Michael yanked her hair so hard she could feel some of it tearing at the follicles. Her head was thrust up painfully in the air, her bound body unable to move, her neck aching as he put her in the painful position. And then she felt him spear her pussy with his cock, a powerful thrust of his hips sending his thick member deep inside her pussy. She was lucky she was wet, but it still did little to blunt the powerful thrust of his cock, his thick head pushing aside all resistance as he sank at least half of his cock inside her. She felt like she was being split up the middle, her bound body impaled on his rigid prick.

  Michael began to fuck her, shoving his hips from side to side as he plunged inside her, pushing hard on her soft walls as he fucked her fully. He enjoyed her grunts of pain as his abdomen buffeted against her ass cheeks, his cock sliding in and out with little difficulty now, his balls slapping up against her swollen clit. “Yes, take it Keri.” He filled her with his cock, making her take the full measure of his prick with each thrust, his cock banging hard against her cervix as he plunged ruthlessly into her bound body, taking his out lust on her.

  It felt as though he was dragging her insides out each time, his cock pushing and pulling on her soft walls, her hair screaming in pain as Michael held her head up submissively as he fucked her hard. Her breasts bounced up and down, her head pulled back forcing her breasts off the bed. He was battering her ass cheeks with his body.

  Michel's other hand slid underneath her body, sliding down her stomach until it ran over her slick mound, finding easily her clit, the swollen bud already pushed out from beneath the protective hood as if it were waiting for his fingers. He gripped it hard, her ass rising up higher, skewering her pussy onto him cock harder.

  "UUUGG,” she cried out in pain, but it quickly turned to pleasure as Michael's fingers snapped her clit back and forth. She didn't understand her own body. Michael's treated her harshly, but her body took it in stride, converting it to pleasure. Michael groaned behind her for over fifteen minutes, his cock feeling harder the longer he fucked her. His hips never stopped, her insides reamed by his thick prick, her bound body open for his fondling hands, her clit almost sore from the constant stroking of his fingernails over the sensitive tip.

  Michael struggled to contain his orgasm, tightening his sphincter when he felt it too close, her insides massaging his cock with such pleasure. He was glad he had already cum once, able to make her take the punishing strokes with immunity, her body unable to do anything but take his brutal humping. He enjoyed her gasps of pain and her moaning of pleasure, the jerking of her body when her fucked her too hard making her pussy grip his cock in reaction to the pain. It was going on twenty five minutes, her wet pussy making it easier to fuck her, otherwise his cock would have been ripped to shreds.

  "Cum in me. PPPPLEEASSE,” she begged him. She had to end it. His cock filled her even more, her insides rubbed raw by the thick prick that relentlessly took her. He twisted her clit one last time, two fingers yanking it hard, pulling it away from her body. He shoved in so deep, grinding his hips against her, that she was sure that he had split her up the middle, his cock jerking in the depths of her pussy. And then the head swelled bigger, the sudden gush of cum shooing out the head and blasting her womb with the hot cum. She let herself go, the pain, the pleasure, all mixing together in one giant orgasm that ripped through her body, the ropes digging in deeper as she struggled beneath Michael. “Seeethhh,” Keri sucking in air deep into her lungs as the orgasm raced through her body, her pussy rippling up and down Michael's cock as it spewed his hot seed inside her. His fingers continued to twist and torment her clit, but it failed to deter the orgasm that gre
w inside her, her body dancing on his cock.

  The cum raced up from his swollen balls, the ache of not cumming finally going away as he came inside her. He dumped all of his cum in her, feeling her trembling body beneath his as she came with him, her body wracked with tremors. He pumped hard three times, sending a second wave of hot cum inside her, pulling out, her insides gripping his spewing cock possessively, driving a third and final load of cum inside her. He slumped down on her sweat drenched body, Keri barely stirring beneath him, Michael allowing her head to fall back down on the bed. He checked her breathing, her lungs sucking in air desperately.

  Michael untied her, turning over her body onto her back, her muscles limp. He snuggled up against her, his knee over one of her legs, his wet cock resting on her leg. She didn't stir, her body exhausted. He felt her get up an hour later to take a shower, returning to bed to snuggle up against him. He feigned sleep, but her hand reached down to touch his cock, Michael unable to stop as his cock began to harden beneath her expert fingers.

  "I know you're awake, your cock does not lie.” She was so proud of herself, able to make his cock rise again. “I want you in the morning,” she boldly proclaimed, closing her eyes and falling into a much needed sleep, her lust sated until morning, her small fingers still curled around his cock.

  CHAPTER 10

  Diablo and the Rope

  Keri woke in the morning, still curled up next to Michael. Her mind was still aroused, but her body was not, the long time in bondage making her muscles stiff.