I squirmed and wriggled when he pulled at the raised bits of puffy flesh between his lips. I prayed he wouldn’t use his teeth. I could hear him stroking his cock as he moved around the box licking and trying to sooth my welts.
When he made it up to my left shoulder he pulled my hair all to one side of the box, letting it drape down the other side. I could see his engorged cock in his hand as my head hung limp between my shoulder blades. He had pre-come oozing from it and a droplet was just starting to slide down the deep purple head. He encircled the head with his finger as if rubbing it in and then moved it up to my lips. “Lick it. Suck it off my fingers.”
I opened my mouth and he ran his finger all around the inside of my mouth, although mostly on my tongue.
“You like that, slut?”
“Yes Sir,” I lied.
“Tell me how much you like the taste of my come, Princess.”
“I love the taste of your come Sir, please Sir, may I have more?” Does he even know he’s scaring me, really hurting me?
He adjusted himself and pulled my head up using my hair. He moved his cock to my mouth and very slow and deliberately fed it to me. He kept stroking while he pushed it in and pulled it out. He then let go of my hair and placed his hands on the box to each side of my head. He pumped harder and faster and I heard him grunting and groaning while he used my mouth and drool dripped from my aching lips.
Then suddenly he stopped and held himself just short of gagging me. I tried sucking him further into my mouth and he pulled out of me. “Not yet, Princess. You will beg for my come before this night is through.”
He stood and walked behind me, his fingers caressing the welts once again as I flinched and whimpered. He took my cheeks in his hands and squeezed them. I tightened up my gluts and he slapped my ass hard with his hand. I cried out and he told me to relax. I tried to but it was hard considering my ass felt like it was still on fire.
He pried my cheeks open and panic struck me. Oh no, oh please don’t. My ass was still so tender and swollen inside. I heard him breathing harder while he pushed and pulled at my cheeks. Then I felt his cock nudging at the opening to my pussy. He didn’t penetrate me, he just threatened to, and then he slid the head of his cock over my clit.
His pre-come coated my clit as he rubbed it in rapidly with the head of his cock. I moaned and cooed as he brought my clit back to full state of arousal, and then I felt him pull away, and I whimpered in protest.
“You want to come, slut?”
“Yes Sir, please let me come, Sir,” I pleaded.
He still had one hand on my right ass cheek but I felt something foreign against my pussy. I think it may have been the handle of the crop. He ran it up my slit and then over my clit and back down. I felt him penetrate me with it and I groaned letting my head drop, my chin almost touching the box.
“Look at you. Look at how your wet pussy begs for attention. You’re cunt is drooling, Princess,” he whispered this.
I felt a bit ashamed as he started working it deeper into me but it felt so good and my aching pussy was begging for release. He probed faster and harder, being careful not to force it to deep. Then I felt his finger on my clit. Or maybe it was his thumb or maybe both.
I groaned lavishly and started to buck my hips rocking forward and back. I felt my g spot swell and knew I would come soon. “Please Sir, may I come?”
“Ah, good girl, you remembered to ask. I’m proud of you.”
I felt the handle of the crop leave my wet folds and his hands on my hips. I felt his breath on my pussy and then he licked at my secretions with his tongue. I moaned loudly. Oh it felt so good. He started sucking and really going wild with his tongue on my clit. I felt two fingers inside my pussy and he pumped them hard and fast.
“Come,” he commanded. “Do it now, cum for me slut.” His words were a little garbled but the vibrations of his voice intensified the feeling on my clit.
My hips were bouncing rapidly to keep pace with his finger thrusting. I found myself pulling at the cuffs on my wrists and straining harshly. He sucked on my clit and rolled his tongue around it in little circles, while probing the hell out of my pussy.
“Oh, fuck, oh…oh!” I shut my eyes and gave way to the orgasmic bliss.
Long moans and groans left my lips, my breath was hot as it passed over my puffy lips and my mouth was dry. My body convulsed and jerked as the first wave of pleasure bolted through me. Then another and another and I felt his fingers digging into my ass cheeks. He was sucking hard as come oozed from my luscious pussy amid my short frantic squeals.
As the waves of bliss subsided, his mouth remained relentless. He tortured my clit the most, biting at it and then flicking it hard and fast with his tongue. I yelped while trying to pull my hips away from his mouth, but he did not stop. I squirmed and pulled at my restraints in every direction. “Please, Sir… oh…oh God, oh please…. stop!” I pleaded in all desperation.
He paid no attention. In fact this only seemed to make him more crazed in what he was doing. His fingers deviously plunged back into my swollen cunt and I felt his teeth graze against my clit. My body was in fits trying to get away from the sensory overload he was causing me.
I felt like crying, the sensations were so impossible to escape. My pubis bone was thumping wildly against the box while he struggled to keep his tongue on my clit. I heard him growl and take my clit forcefully with his lips shaking his head back and forth.
I was squealing frantically and suddenly without warning the waves of bliss came again, stronger and harder than the first time. It felt like a time bomb had just gone off and I had no control what so ever of what I was feeling. The sounds coming from my lips were dark and low and I barely recognized my own voice. “Fuck! Oh fuck, oh yes!”
His growls got louder and the vibrations of his voice bolted through my whole body as wave after wave of hot intense pleasure soared through every part of my body. My arms were shaking and my legs felt like they were vibrating as the intensity kept its hold.
Just as I thought the orgasm was nearing its end, it peeked again. His fingers were relentless and he pounded my pussy with them, harder and harder still until I thought I would tear. I squirted so hard I could hear him gurgling in it and this drove him even further as he swallowed it and lapped at it, putting his entire mouth over my convulsing pussy as if he didn’t want to miss any.
He pulled his mouth away abruptly and knelt behind me, shoving his cock in me hard and fast. My voice rattled as he literately pounded his flesh into mine. His hands were on my hips and he paid no attention as he dug his fingers in deeply. I felt his balls slapping wildly between my thighs and listened to his husky voice growl and groan. The hairs on his thighs stung the welts on the bottom of my ass cheeks as he thudded me violently against the box.
“You need this don’t you? That little cunt of yours just keeps begging for more and more,” he barked the words out in rhythm to his thrusts.
“Yes Sir!” I cried between my clenched teeth.
I found myself unable to exert the effort to squeeze my muscles around his cock. Maybe my pussy was just too swollen from the immensity of what he had done. He drove into me hard a few more times and then slowed his thrust to a very soft and gentle thrusting. I watched a few drops of sweat fall to the floor beneath my face. He slid his hands from the death grip he had on my hips to my ass cheeks, pulling them open. Instinctively I clenched them.
“Stop that,” he ordered.
“Yes Sir,” I breathed, trying to relax them.
He pulled them open again and I felt his saliva ooze onto my asshole. Prying me open, I felt the wetness ooze into my anal cavity. I cringed and yelped not wanting him to fuck my ass again. He slapped my right ass cheek extremely hard and I cried out. I knew it was going to be useless to beg him and I tried to prepare for taking his cock into my puffy red asshole.
“You want my come, Princess?” he panted.
“Yes Sir,” my voice quivered in fear, in anticipation, and part
ly in anger that he intended to violate my ass…again.
“Ask for it then, beg me to give you my come.”
I whimpered and my body shook. I did want him to come. I just didn’t want it in my ass again. I knew I had no choice though, my voice was unsteady. “Please, Sir… please? Please give me your come, Sir?” I begged like he asked.
I felt him pull himself out of my pussy. He ran his thumbs along the inside of my ass cheeks and smeared the wetness up and down. Then he got up and went to the armoire again. I couldn’t see what he had gotten, he didn’t want me to, he held it behind his back and resumed his spot behind me.
My body felt cold and rigid as I awaited my torture and pain. I heard him setting something on the floor and then he walked around in front of me. He pulled a huge mirror from behind the armoire and slid it along the wall in front of the box.
“Now you can watch too.” His faced beamed into an evil, slanted grin.
I looked up at myself in the mirror and watched as he stood behind me. My face was red and blotchy and I looked a horrible mess.
“Don’t worry, Princess, you are beautiful,” he said firmly.
Our eyes met for a moment.
I watched him lower himself to his knees. I noticed a tube of something as he picked it up, opening it and expunging the contents of it on his fingers. Then he squeezed some of it on my asshole. I jumped at the stark coldness of it. It had to be lube and I was not going to escape his cock in my ass. I whimpered and pulled my hips forward.
“Princess, I thought you said you trusted me.”
“I do, Sir.” I said, wearily.
“Then relax and stop worrying.”
“Yes Sir.”
He used his index or middle finger to slowly penetrate my asshole. I cringed and shrieked pulling my hands up into balled fists.
“Shh, relax this will feel better in a moment or two,” he whispered, pushing his finger in farther as he leaned over my back.
Kissing the back of my neck softly, he hushed me over and over while working the lube up into my tight puffy hole. The gel started to tingle and although it felt like it burned it was actually a cooling sensation that filled my anal cavity. It was very soothing.
“It’s numbing gel,” He explained and pulled his finger from my ass.
He kissed my back here and there as he resumed his position with his hands on my ass cheeks. I felt my body shudder as he opened them wide and caused my asshole to open a bit too.
One hand left my ass cheeks and I felt the head of his cock putting pressure on my star shaped little hole. I drew my breath in and held it, waiting for the invasion. He rubbed the head up and down and in little circles before he pushed gingerly inside while my face cringed.
He held the head inside and I could feel his fingers against my little hole. I whimpered and out of reflex my asshole tightened. I heard him groan as I looked up into the mirror, his eyes closing for a moment as he held himself still with just the head of his cock in my ass as if he was forcing himself not to plunge deeply within me.
My thighs were shaking as he pushed in deeper, little by little. My breath was choppy as I fought against the burning sensation and tried to hold myself still. He kept hushing me and telling me to take it for him in a soft soothing voice.
All I could think was, Yes Sir, yes… but I never uttered the words. It was as though my body had locked up and froze in order to accept the anguish of the pain. He was slow and tender as he filled me with every inch of his cock. I felt his balls against my still wet pussy and I breathed out knowing he was all the way in.
“Look up at the mirror, princess.” He whispered.
No I didn’t want too. I just wanted to hang my head and endure this as best I could. Reluctantly, I raised my head and looked in the mirror, looking past my own reflection and focusing on his. He pulled back a little, slowly. He watched the pain on my face and pushed back in.
“Good girl, now keep that pretty face in view, understand?”
“Yes Sir,” I whimpered, sounding as though I were ready to cry.
“You’re doing so well, Princess…this will feel better soon, I promise.”
He moved only a little at first, keeping his focus on my face in the mirror. I could feel his cock lurching inside me, stirring with excitement as he contained himself from thrusting the way I know he wanted to. He made slow long strokes in and out spreading the gel and coating my tender anal skin with it.
I watched him lean over to the side and get something from the floor but it was in line with the box so I couldn’t see what it was. I heard a deep humming sound and then felt an intense vibration on my clit.
My body lurched and I gasped at the new and powerful sensation. He rubbed this all around my clit and then held it directly on it and started to thrust somewhat in my ass in short small rather choppy strokes.
What was happening to my clit was overriding what he was doing to my ass. I was very aroused again. I could feel his balls slapping my pussy occasionally while the vibrator rattled and hummed on my clit.
“Fuck…you are taking this so well, Princess!”
I felt my face getting warm again, my hips were moving with his thrusts and I no longer felt the burning in my ass. My clit was growing large and I focused my eyes on the mirror taking a quick glance at the face starring back at me, flushed and warm, my eyes shinny and glazed over. I felt his thighs hitting my ass cheeks as over and over and I looked up at his face. His eyes were intent upon my face and he pushed in harder when he knew we had eye contact.
“That’s it, Misty… good girl. Keep those eyes on mine and beg for my come.”
He held the vibrator even tighter on my clit and jiggled it a little. My body was moving all on its own, my mind was in some unidentifiable place and the only thing in control here was his cock and that insanely powerful vibrator he had just clicked up a notch.
The climax crept up slowly, like the pleasure itself was torturing me. I watched myself and the man behind me, lost in the puppet show mentally as I gasped, panted and moaned. All the noises seemed to blur together, mine and his mixed. The pure animalistic act of sex occurring before me in the mirror drove into my core.
“Don’t forget …to ask…slut!” His words came out in between hard pounds to my ass and ass cheeks. The pain no longer applied and he could sink his balls in there if he wanted to and I would not be pulled from the state of ecstasy I was in.
I was hovering in that state just before orgasm and time was standing still. I don’t know where it came from or why I said it.
“Fuck…you!” I cried in a deep raspy voice and my eyes beheld myself in the mirror.
I could see the veins in my neck sticking out. My face was red and wet with sweat and so was his. His broad bare chest heaving as he started to furiously pound his cock into me even harder. I don’t know how, but I managed to wrap my hands around the chains using them as leverage to push my upper body back towards him as if I was taunting him to give me all he had.
He clicked that vibrator up to its last notch and sent me over the edge immediately. The words were unidentifiable or I just don’t remember them. I honestly thought I pulled one of the eyebolts out of the floor my body jerked and convulsed so violently. The intensity of the orgasm itself almost hurt with as powerfully as it was, like it was taking me over. I know I was screaming and my body was bucking wildly but I didn’t even really hear it.
He dropped the still humming vibrator to the floor and put both his hands in my hair and pulled back hard on it making his body look like an upright see saw, my head yanking back each time he thrust. I felt my come literately pouring down my thighs. I thought for a moment I was peeing, maybe I was.
The girl in that mirror was not me. I had no idea who she was or how she was taking this kind of abuse… but I loved it. I could hear him trying to say something but I couldn’t make out the words. My mind and ears were deaf to all but the primal lust taking place in the mirror.
I thrust my hips back hard with eac
h push of his cock. My body was shuddering and lurching violently. He climbed up onto the box with me, his thighs hugging my hips as if here were trying to hold them down. His eyes met with mine and I growled deeply bucking up against him even harder. His face was dark red and mine looked almost purple as I peered through the wet strands of hair slapping me in the face with each thrust.
“Oh fuck… you little fucking…whore,” He grunted ripping back on my hair as he drove into me deeply and held himself there.
His body was rigid and shaking. His cock exploded deep in my ass, I felt each powerful expulsion. Hot come worked its way deeper into my ass as his hands reluctantly relaxed a little in my hair. His body quivered and I felt more come seep out of his cock. He convulsed inside of my ass intermittently as he collapsed on me, laying his head down on my shoulder breathing hard.
All the movement stopped and my body went limp. My head dropped and it was all I could do to focus on just breathing. The vibrator kept thudding incessantly on the floor.
His cock was softening fast and I felt him slip from my asshole. He groaned as he slid off of me sinking down behind the box sitting on his calves and turned off the vibrator. Then he looked up into the mirror at the both of us, in pure exhaustion.
“What in the fuck was that?” he exclaimed.
“I don’t know, Sir.” I mumbled, sounding like I had developed a speech impediment.
“Geez, Misty, I never would have thought you had that in you.”
“What’s that, Sir?” I mumbled, not bothering to lift my head.
“That thing that came out of you…the beast within I think. Fuck, I’ve never had a woman react like that before. You really lost control didn’t you?”
I just lay there, unable to even think about moving. The instant replay of what I saw take place in the mirror scared the hell out of me. I really had lost all control and I watched every moment of it in the mirror as it happened. I had no explanations for what it was called. I never knew such heinousness was even within me. As I pondered on what he had just said, it dawned on me that what had just transpired between him and I may just have been a first in his book too. I don’t know why but I felt a sudden urge to cry.
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