by Alexis Angel
I feel him grab a firm hold of the end of whatever he shoved inside me and at the last second I realize what it is inside my body. He yanks firmly and I feel the anal beads rip out of my body sending completely new sensations through my whole body that I cannot even begin to process. My spine arches and I yank tight against the four restraints holding me fast and scream out.
“Holy fuck that was new,” I gasp out, panting for breath. I only hear a small chuckle in reply.
I feel something new pressed against my asshole. This time it’s a smaller tip of something, but as he presses it into me I feel it’s just tapered. I realize much quicker what it is this time; a rather large butt plug. He slides the entire length into me and my ass feels fuller than I could have ever imagined. I moan and groan, wiggling my hips against his hand holding it inside me. The filling feeling is incredible and my mind is starting to bend to the idea of it.
“Okay…do whatever you want…” I gasp out, fully submitting to whatever he wants.
“That’s not what I asked for,” he says smugly. “I want you to beg.”
“Fuck…just…please,” I say, pleading. “Fuck me, hit me, tie me up, cum on me, I don’t care. I need to you to do anything, everything to me!”
He was prepared for those words. He knew they were coming and apparently had a paddle at the ready, because the moment I finished that sentence a loud SMACK cracked the air. Even through the numbing on my ass I still feel plenty, the jolt sending lightning sensations up and down my spine. My skin feels like its on fire as he smacks the paddle into me again. I yelp loudly this time, the impact jolting the plug inside me harshly. SMACK comes another spank, and I can feel my ass become more and more inflamed.
SMACK SMACK. This time he smacks the insides of my spread thighs. I jolt and yelp louder, the lovely pain completely unexpected. He continues to paddle my ass and legs, each impact drawing more screams of arousal and pleasure from me. Any thoughts of the outside world that could have plagued my mind are erased. All I can focus on is the mixture of pleasure and pain as he beats my ass.
Finally he sets the paddle down to give me a moment’s peace. I lay panting, wiggling against my restraints as my brain struggles to process the myriad of sensations flying through my mind. I feel him position himself behind me. His skin feels cool against my inflamed behind. His cock slips easily into my drenched cunt and the feeling of his huge girth against the giant plug in my ass is too much. I immediately orgasm, my pussy gushing down both of my legs and his. My body strains hard against the restraints just from his cock entering me.
Jason grips my hips tightly and begins to fuck me at full force, thrusting deep within me, giving me absolutely no reprieve. I gasp and moan as his cock slides in and out of me. I struggle against the cuffs chaining me tightly; all I want to do is thrust my ass back against him to feel him more and more. With each thrust he presses against my cervix and grinds into me. Without any warning he pulls his cock out and I groan disappointedly.
I feel him grab hold of the end of the plug and slowly slide it out of me. He spreads my ass wide to admire the worn redness of everything before sliding his tongue deep inside my ass easily. He licks me deep and thoroughly drawing more moans from my throat. I’m nearly hoarse already from my moaning and screaming, but I know this is barely the beginning.
Jason stands up and positions his cock on my ass. He slides into my hole easily, stretching me even more than the plug did. He slowly inches his whole cock into my ass as I strain to take him into me more. Just as I think he’s going to finally thrust into me he pulls out slowly, leaving only the head of his cock in me, then works slowly back in just further than he was before. I moan and try in vain to press my ass back against him to take him into me further.
As he tortures my ass with his huge cock I feel him start to stroke my up my back. For a moment I thought his actions were going to be sweet, but he suddenly rakes his nails down my back and thrusts his cock into my ass fully. I scream out at the entire length of his cock finally violating my insides. He shoves it deep into me, fucking my ass at full force. He smacks it hard as he fucks me renewing the flaming pain and pleasure from my raw behind.
“I love the complete lack of hesitation from you, Zeva...every inch of you is hungry for cock isn’t it?” he growls.
His words bring me to the edge of yet another orgasm. Jason places both his hands on my ass cheeks and spreads them wide, pushing me even deeper on him. He grips me and pulls me against him, the rhythm so intense and his cock so deep inside of me that I cry out, my voice just above a whisper but shaking. “Oh, fuck, that’s… Oh, God,” I moan as rams his inside my ass, his hips slamming into me and making sure that I’m still taking him so deep. My body is burning up at the intensity of him fucking me, making me come again. “I’m coming!” The frantic whisper tears from my throat as a violent orgasm flows out of me, overtaking my mind and pulling it down into the abyss of pleasure.
Both my pussy and ass tighten up, and I feel my gushing cum weeping from my pussy as I moan. Frozen in place like that, impaled on his cock, I let pleasure wash all over me, furious waves of bliss thundering in my mind, and only then do I dare to open my eyes again. My breath is rough and ragged as I smile in my ecstasy.
Jason reaches down and starts to rub my clit roughly as he fucks my ass with renewed vigor. My body tightens up all over, and I feel his cock begin to swell within me and suddenly explode inside me, pumping cum deep into me. He moans as my ass tightens down on his cock in renewed orgasm, his fingers deftly rolling over my clit to bring me to climax over and over as his cum floods my insides and spills out.
He pulls his cock out of my ass. “You get no rest here,” he says as he unclips the wrist and ankle cuffs.
I stand shakily as he leads me to the next contraption, his cum leaking out of my ass and dripping down my legs. I stare at what he’s bringing me to, my mind too fogged from orgasm to fully comprehend what it is I’m looking at. It seems to be a cube frame, and has many different soft cloths hanging from it. He picks me up with no effort at all and holds my wrist and ankle together then weaves one side of the cloth through and ties it off. He repeats that with the other side and leaves me hanging face up, my legs spread wide. I feel the last little bit of cum leak from my ass with a shudder.
He takes a few steps back to admire his hanging job and pokes at the straps of cloth to make sure I’m held fast.
“I almost want to leave you like this,” he says, smiling. “You really bring the whole room together you know? I’m sure the guys wouldn’t mind.”
“Shut up and let me clean your cock off,” I say, smirking at him. I stare at it hungrily, our mixture of various juices of passion nearly dripping off him.
Jason walks around to my head and I look up at him, upside down from my view. He lowers his cock in front of my face, both our various orgasmic juices all over it. I reach my tongue out and slide it up the entire length of his cock savoring the taste of our pleasure. I lick all over every inch of his huge, thick dick, cleaning it thoroughly. Once I’ve covered every inch of him with my tongue he slips the head of his cock into my mouth once more. I make sure to suck every inch clean, just in case I missed anything.
I realize I have a little more freedom this time, and take initiative on it. I shift my body weight so I start rocking on the structure and take his cock into my mouth with the rocking motion, using that to press him deeper into me. I open my throat to take his cock and swing myself back and forth fucking my own throat with his cock. I peek around his balls and see a very impressed look on his face and continue with renewed excitement. I suction hard on his cock and start to use it to further pull myself onto him.
Jason takes hold of my breasts as I swing back and forth, sliding his cock in and out of my throat. He starts to thrust his hips, matching his thrusts with my swings to push his cock all the way down my throat. Each time he reaches as deep as possible he grabs my torso and holds his cock in my throat. With every thrust he holds me on his cock
a little longer, and I swallow and roll my throat onto his cock as he fills it. As he pulls out of my throat and mouth I make sure each time to slide my tongue around every inch I can reach.
He leans down to my breasts as he fucks my throat deep. I moan on his cock as he takes a nipple into his mouth and nibbles gently, then yelp as he bites down. Jolts of pleasure sear through my body as I struggle to take breaths even to gasp as he starts to bite all over my breasts.
I feel his hand slide down my chest, to my stomach, then across my pussy. He thrusts two fingers into me and rocks my whole body onto his cock as he fingers me roughly. I suction hard onto his cock, unable to scream out in pleasure as his fingers bring me to a rough, forced orgasm. My meager moans vibrate my throat onto his cock and I feel him begin to thrust harder into me. He grabs my shoulders and swings me back and forth, thrusting deep into my throat. He angles so his balls slap hard onto my cheek as he fucks my face without any rhythm to speak of. He’s grown completely animalistic, using my face and throat as he would any other pussy to fuck.
His cock swells wide in my throat and my eyes widen. For a brief moment I feel as though he’s going to split my neck open with his cock from inside. I feel his balls on my cheek. They’re throbbing and hot, and feel like they’d burn my cheek at any moment. Jason moans loud and his cock begins to explode down my throat. He quickly pulls out and I watch him stroke above me, spraying his cum over my breasts and stomach before pointing downward to paint my face completely white. I open my mouth wide as he covers my face, catching as much cum as I can to savor the taste.
Finally he comes to the end of his orgasm, staring down at me, every inch soaked with cum. I can only imagine the sight I must be. He lifts me gently and unties my limbs again, letting me down. I collapse onto him and he sits back onto the couch with me on top of him. I’m panting for breath, each gasp rough and ragged. Our bodies are slick with cum and sweat and I find myself having to cling onto him to keep from sliding off. We laugh together as I pull myself up, sliding against his lubricated chest, and he holds onto me tight as we recover from the throes of our pleasure together.
Zeva
I wake up sore and stiff from the night before.
I haven’t ever been manhandled like that before.
But I have to say I don’t dislike it, and the post-sex soreness just reminds me of all the blissful orgasms I experienced.
Jason is very adept at handling women and lucky for me I’m the only one he has eyes for. I gingerly make my way down to the kitchen so that I can get some sorely needed coffee.
I feel happy about my life, but I'm worried about what’s gone down at the Honeypot. I know the guys didn’t want to tell me anything but I’ve been dying to find out if Tammi’s okay. I call down there and the bouncer answers.
“Hi. It’s me Zeva. I heard about what happened and I just want to make sure everything’s okay. How is everyone?” I ask with baited breath. “Please tell me no one got hurt.”
He tells me Tammi’s in the hospital.
Oh no.
I drop the phone in shock. I have to get to her. Not my Tammi. She’s like a mother to me. I have to get out of here.
I run and grab my stuff and try to avoid Jason. He’ll stop me. I dress in a hurry and remember with remorse that Wade brought me here on his bike.
It's fine. I'll just take one of his other bikes. I pick the least expensive looking one and pull it out of the garage. The gates open and I'm silently thankful that Wade didn't think to lock me in. Normally I may not disobey his request that I stay put, but with Tammi's life on the line, I have to be there.
Minutes feel like hours as I ride in the hot sun, anxious to get to her. I'm worried about her. If I lose her it's like losing family. I'm not prepared for another heartache like that. She's okay. She's okay. She's fine. I repeat these statements in my head as though positive thoughts might fix the situation.
I'm also worried about the guys because I know they’re gonna think retaliation. I feel that sick, familiar feeling of grief. This sounds like another biker war and in the last one, I lost my dad.
What if I lose the guys too?
I think of him out there preparing to do battle.
We’ve just started getting close. They took my virginity. To lose them now would mean to lose it all. I try not to let myself imagine it.
I race down the highway preparing for the worst. The bouncer told me Tammi was not good but he didn’t specify as to the injuries.
I wonder if anyone besides her was hurt.
It seems like we were moments away from experiencing that ourselves. First they shot up my place and then they attacked the Honeypot.
This is the beginning of war and it doesn’t look good. I’m afraid to see what shape Tammi is in.
The hot wind blows past my face and I’m trying to refrain from crying. I feel exposed even riding out here. Maybe it was a stupid move, leaving like this. The Iron legion might be watching Wade’s place but what else was I supposed to do? Tammi’s always been there for me and now it’s time to return the favor. I don’t see how I could not go to her. I think maybe I should’ve left Jason a note.
The fear infiltrates me on so many levels. I’m worried about Tammi. I’m worried about the guys entering into a war. And I hate to admit it, but I’m worried about myself.
I nearly got killed last night. And now with Tammi in the hospital it is evident that this thing is starting and it’s already out of control. Innocent people are getting hurt and I don’t see why Wade and the guys don’t realize this. I know this fear and pain. I experienced it not too long ago when I lost my father. The pain was unbearable and I simply can’t go through that again.
The tears fall hard now and yet the warm sun and wind dries my face upon contact. I feel furious and scared. I drive the bike as quickly as I can to get to the hospital and I just hope to stay out of sight.
Wade
I arrive home to the compound after a long night trying to fix what happened at the Honeypot.
Fuck. Who the fuck am I kidding?
There's no fixing anything really. The Iron Legion attacked the place as it was full of innocent people. Many dancers are in the hospital and Tammi is in there too.
This is news I haven’t fucking wanted to tell Zeva.
I'm tired, I'm hungry, and I'm pissed off.
There's gonna be a war there's no doubt about it now. It's coming to a head. I can’t fucking deny that The Legion is a problem. They're here to start trouble and there's nothing any of us can do about it except to defend our territory. I think of Zeva, how much she is against more fighting. I want to protect her from experiencing any more sadness or strife but some things just cannot be helped. I know Jason has been taking care of her and I haven't doubted her safety for a second because Jason is the strongest guy I have in the gang. She's safe with him and I just need to see her.
I dismount from my bike and check the surroundings. I know The Iron Legion likely wants me dead so they can take over this turf. They've been killing the presidents of other gangs and I'm not fucking naive.
I know they’ll come after me soon unless I can get to them first. So I’m always looking over my shoulder.
It all seems clear. I go inside and look for Zeva and Jason.
Jason is just getting out of the shower.
"Hey, how is everyone at the Honeypot?" he asks.
"I'm not gonna lie to you,” I say with a sigh. “It doesn't look good. Too many fucking people got wounded and the place is absolutely fucking destroyed.”
He’s silent and I continue. “I fucking hate that this shit has come to our town. We need to do something, Jason.”
He remains silent.
“We need to do something quick,” I finish. I’ve said my piece.
"Yeah, I heard even Tammi was wounded,” is his only reply.
"She was,” I answer, going along with him. “But you didn't tell Zeva did you?"
"No. I couldn't bear to tell her that piece of bad fucki
ng news on top of everything else,” he replies.
I'm thinking he may have distracted her with a lot of sex and part of me is jealous that I wasn't there to experience it.
"So," I ask. "Did you guys have a good night?"
He smiles mysteriously. Great, I guess I'm left to imagine all the fun they had without me. Maybe I can go to Zeva now and fuck her and make her come a couple times you know just to make sure she doesn't forget about me.
"Where is she?” I ask. “Is she sleeping?"
"I don't know,” he says shaking his head. “I actually didn't see her in bed just now. I thought maybe she was down here, getting coffee or something."
I'm partially worried as I realize she's not down here and Jason doesn't seem to know where she went.
"Fuck Jason. You don't know where she is?" I say, my heartbeat racing.
"She's somewhere. I just saw her before I went into the shower. Just chill out. She's probably on the back patio or something,” he replies with calm.
"She shouldn't even be outside man,” I tell him wondering why I’m even having to. “They're looking for her."
I'm racing now around the house looking in every room for Zeva and Jason is right behind me.
"Zeva?” I yell. “Zeva, come on baby where are you?"
"Zeva!" Jason yells.
We go upstairs and check all the rooms and balconies. She's not anywhere. The place is quiet.
"Well, she couldn't have left Wade because she came here on your bike. She doesn't have a ride. Unless of course, she walked but she wouldn't do something as stupid as that with The Iron legion following her."
