Stories

The rubber bladder was composed of clear plastic. It was a double walled vessel with warm fluid circulating through its jacket. Open at the bottom with a zipper up one side. I had designed it to hold the victim snugly in the fetal position. While warm water circulated through the jacket, a tube in the shape of a penis was inserted in the subjects mouth to allow her to breath. She was held quite securely and comfortably within it and was only able to make small movements with her hands, arms and legs. Her bare buttocks protruded through the opening at the bottom to allow me easy access to her private parts. My pet this day was a beautiful young blond girl who had turned 18 years old just yesterday. Being a friend of the family, I was invited to her birthday party and overheard her discussing sex with her girlfriends. She was still a virgin but was without a boyfriend and although she envied her friends who enjoyed sex frequently, she had been unable to form an intimate relationship with any of the boys in her class. I left the party early and slipped into her house while she was still at the party. She lived in a huge estate house with a large indoor pool. Her parents had postponed a trip to europe until after the party was over and would be leaving directly for the airport from the party. They had entrusted me with a key to allow me to check on the place. Little did they know that I had been lusting after their daughter for 4 years. Ever since I saw her naked in the pool during a slumber party with her friends at the house. I had videotaped the whole event from a tree outside the atrium which enclosed the pool. I watched it over and over again. I had eagerly anticipated this event and planned carefully for it. I lay beneath her bed and awaited her arrival. She was dropped off by a friend at around midnight and was slightly intoxicated. She stripped off her clothes and fell into the bed. The mattress pressed against my face from the force of her fall. After several minutes, I heard the slow rhythmic breathing and several twitches and jerks of her body as she entered REM sleep. I climbed from beneath the bed and withdrew the spray bottle that contained a powerful sleeping agent. Several sprays across her open nostrils would ensure that she remained asleep for the time required to place her in the bag. I pulled off her panties and lifted off her nightie, exposing her lilly white skin. Then I applied an oil all over her skin that would allow her to slide against the inside of the bag. I inserted the penis gag airway into her mouth and secured it with a strap around her head. Then I lifted her into the bag, positioned her buttocks at the opening and zipped it up. She was completely encased now and at my mercy. I lifted the whole assembly and set her adrift in the pool. She would float at zero buoyancy, neither sinking or floating and could be rotated or flipped into any position I wanted.

In the morning when I came down to check on her I heard ripples on the water indicating that she had awoken and was struggling to try and escape. I watched her squirm for about an hour until she finally quit, then I stripped myself naked and climbed into the pool with her, a giant hard-on protruding straight out at an upward angle. I stood in waste deep water and manipulated the bag in front of me. I began to gently stroke her pussy and listened down the breathing tube to her sighs of pleasure. She had obviously been fantasizing about sex because her vulva was red and swollen. When I gently pressed a single finger inside her, I felt a contraction. I lined up the head of my penis and pulled the bag towards me. She accepted me willingly, almost wantingly even though I knew she had to be feeling the pain. I reamed her carefully at first, then more deeply because I wanted her to experience the full sensation on her first time. She sighed and moaned wonderfully through the breathing tube. At the point where I was ready to come, I pulled out and replaced my penis with a vibrator slightly smaller than me. Then I rolled the bag over and positioned the head of my penis against her anus which was puckering occasionally as she contracted about the vibrator. I waited for her butthole to pucker open and slipped the head of my cock inside. She moaned deeply through the tube as her sphinctor dilated and I felt her body tense inside the bag as she flexed her muscles. I held the bladder with both hands and pulled her towards me until my cock was at full penetration depth. Then I held it there and waited for the contractions to begin. It took several minutes but at last they came. Each one slightly more powerful than the one before. I began to work her in and out. Penetrating deeper and harder with each thrust until I was furiously pounding. The slapping sound of flesh on flesh and the splattering of the water drove me to a maddened frenzy. Her anus was completely dilated but contracting regularly. I turned up the intensity of the vibrator until I could feel it in her asshole and continued to ream her. I was playing with the contractions now. Anticipating the next and positioning my cock for maximum pleasure when they came. Pumping pool water up her ass with my penis.  When I could hold out no longer, I gave a last mighty thrust and spewed white hot liquid down her shaft. Lubricating her and easing her pain. She moaned deeply. I dragged her to the side of the pool where I had hot towels waiting. Lifted her from the water and unzipped the bag. She slid from the bag like a fish on the deck and I wrapped her in the warm towels. Then I removed the gag and began gently massaging her aching muscles. Finally, I used a hot towel to cleanse her swollen pussy and anus. She sighed comfortably as I cleaned her up. I covered her with a blanket and climbed in next to her. She wrapped her arms around me and we drifted off to sleep.

Steevo

They would be coming soon. The two of them. To meet their master. It had taken so long to coax the information from them. And break down the protective walls that they constructed around themselves. But I knew what they really wanted now.

I dispatched three hand-picked minions to retrieve Sue. They were carefully trained. And would do exactly as instructed. I like to keep it clean. And as neat as possible. Less chance of people getting hurt that way. Kevin was an expert locksmith, John a black belt and Todd a pharmacist. The three were disease free, in excellent physical condition and highly motivated for their own personal reasons. I made sure of that myself with a rigorous screening program. We had an agreement, "Mutual satisfaction for all", no exchange of moneys was required. In that manner they were not so much slaves as partners in flesh. But I was their elder. And disobedience was cause for dismissal. So they did as instructed. Not wanting to miss out on the carnal pleasures I offered them.

Sue and I had been exchanging e-mails for some time. She was married, but with deep seated fantasies of being abducted and used by several men at once. Her fantasy......to suck cock, while her other two holes were pumped to capacity. I had a friend working for the justice department in DC. He tracked her down on the Internet and got me her address and vehicle tag numbers. If all was going according to plan, she’d be feeling the prick of the needle soon. I hoped she wouldn’t be too frightened. Wanting it and getting it are two entirely different things. And although she wanted it bad, and had described in detail how she wanted it done, getting it was something she was not expecting right now.

Alison was coming on her own. Voluntarily. To what she thought would be a bondage session. A virgin. Wanting to be put into bondage and photographed. Then have her picture put on the Internet. For the boys to come all over. We were not to have sex. But I had every intention of making her beg for it. And when she did, I was ready to give it to her. She would be arriving any moment. And I felt the tension beginning to build. The moments when a plan falls together are all to brief. Alison would be mine for about an hour or so. While the younger boys were bringing Sue. She didn’t know it yet. But she would play an important role in bringing Sue to her climax. And would be forced to watch as the three boys did things to Sue. Under my command. Things that I hoped would bring the young virgin to me on her knees.

She knew that I had mastered other women. But was not aware of the lengths I would go to give pleasure to others. Would she see what Sue was going through as forced pleasure..........or forced pain? Was I really a beast? Or the caring and sensitive man she had grown to know through our e-mails?

A private Dick had given me the information on Sue. She had a red caravan with tinted windows. And always went shopping for groceries at night. When the store was less crowded. Kevin the locksmith easily gained entrance to the van. He and Todd waited inside. Behind the tinted windows. Todd with his hypodermic needle kit. While John pretended to gather carts in the parking lot.

Sue strutted confidently from the store with her cart, turning heads as she went. And approached the van from the rear. Then she popped the rear hatch and began loading groceries. Oblivious to the fact that Kevin was crouched low in the front seat and Todd scrunched up on the floor ahead of the rear seat. She always filled the back of the van first. Then came around to the side door to put in the pop. As she slid open the side door John approached her with a line of carts.

"May I take your cart mam?" John said. "Why thank you yes," Sue replied.

As she pushed the cart towards him, John reached for it and got one hand on Sue’s wrist. That was all he needed. For he was so quick with his moves. In less than a second she had her arm behind her back. And she was throwing herself into the van to evade the pain as John gently twisted her arm. I had been very strict with John on this issue. He was to use the absolute minimum force required. And abandon the mission if it meant hurting Sue.

As she came through the van door she was greeted with sudden blackness as Todd quickly pulled the leather hood over her head. Todd then grabbed her under the arms while John held her ankles together and shoved her the rest of the way into the van. Hopping in after her and closing the door. Once inside, there was no escape for poor Sue. John was so skillful with his hold downs that there was nothing she could do but scream. But Todd had his hand held so tightly over her hooded mouth. And the leather hood was pulled tighter by the lacing in the back until she could hardly breath at all. There were rough hands all over her now. How many she could not tell.

"Get her pants off," she heard one of them say.

She arched her back and squirmed valiantly but to no avail. And felt the cold air on her naked skin as the pants were deftly pulled down around her ankles.

"Why had she always worn such seductive and easily removed clothing," she thought.

"Turn her over on her belly and get her ass up here where can see it," she heard one say.

"Oh my God," she thought. "They’re going to fuck me in the ass".

She fully expected to feel her ass cheeks being spread. And she was so scared. Scared of the pain. And scared for her life. Would it hurt as much as she thought? Would they use a lubricant? What will they do with me when their through? Are they white slavers?". These thoughts raced through her mind. And she ran through even more diabolical torture scenarios as the panic and fear produced waves of chemical releases in her brain. Chemicals designed to protect her. To motivate her resistance. But so totally useless in such a delicate frame pinned so effectively. Her muscles at maximum contraction. Began to fail and ache. And the subsequent trembling, from the lactic acid, uncontrollable. Then suddenly she felt a cold liquid being rubbed on her cheek. And the smell of alcohol. Then..."ouch", a needle stick.

"They’ve injected me with something, oh god. It’s relaxing me. I’ve got to fight it. They’re going to fu....".

Her body fell limp on the seat.

"Yah baby!," John exclaimed.

And the men exchanged high five’s. Kevin started the engine. And off they drove. For a ninety minute trip. This would be the toughest part for them I knew. They were to leave the hood attached. And strip her completely naked. She was a plaything now. A hooded, nude, and fertile female. And they were all virile young men. With insatiable desires. John took her in the back seat. And strapped her in with the seatbelt and shoulder harness as I had instructed him. I gave him permission to fondle her. But he was not allowed access to her private parts. So he played with her like a party doll. Analyzing, spreading and molding her flesh as he removed her clothing. She must have looked great. Strapped in nude. With that hood on. Todd stared at her beautiful naked form over the back seat, checked her vital signs, And decided that everything was normal. Envious of Johns position in the back. My cellular phone rang twice. Then fell silent. A signal........... that the hen was in the house.........with the cocks.

The front doorbell rang. Now it was Alison’s turn. And my turn. To turn the virgin. I opened the front door to greet her. And was shocked by the beauty of her face.

"Steve?" she said. "Alison," I returned.

And our eyes locked. She had a nervous smile and lowered her head in a pouting sort of way. She fidgeted with her feet, and shrugged in her shoulders as her knees came together. She was trembling slightly, and biting her lower lip as she looked at me with a curious gaze through her dominant eye. She held a bag in her arms. She had to be scared and nervous. To calm her down, I placed my hand on the side of her face and slid it beneath her hair. She stared back at me. And the physical sensation of my touch, and the unwavering gaze into her soul made her suddenly focused. And the trembling stopped. And the smile changed as her mouth fell slightly open.

"Drop it Alison," I said.

The bag immediately fell to the floor. And I stepped into her, and kissed her softly on the lips. She started to tremble again. And I threw my arms around her in a powerful embrace as I lifted her and pulled her into the room. She wrapped her arms and legs around me as I spun her around and we fell onto the couch. Groping, pecking, sucking and deep frenching each other as we explored one anothers faces and bodies with our hands. It was like we had known each other for years. And been separated by war. Our e-mail exchanges had been so imtimate.

It took me a moment to gain control of myself. But I finally broke away. And stood up to gather her bag and close the door. Which was standing wide open. There was a bottle of champagne on the coffee table.

"Pour us a glass Alison," I requested.

She straightened her dress, and composed herself. The champagne was laced with minor stimulants and aspirin. To counter the effects of the alcohol. I wanted her absolutely focused, and aware. We raised our glasses in a toast.

"To fantasy," I exclaimed.

I entertwined my arm with hers in the Russian style toast. And we stared into each others eyes as we sipped the sweet liquid.

I let Alison do the talking. Mesmerized by the beauty of her mouth. Her heart shaped lips and smooth white teeth so inviting. She wore a red short sleeve crushed velvet party dress. Cut low in back. And the dress was only halfway down her thigh. With those black pumps on, she looked so cute. Had she any idea of the power she held? Feminine sexual organs, slightly hidden from view. Contained in a body like that. She could bring men to her knees.

"Are you ready now Alison?" I asked.

She looked down for a moment. With a guilty look on her face. A certain sign of the internal struggle that raged within her. Then she looked up at me. With tears forming up in her eyes. She had a long running internal struggle going on there. Intricately complex. It threaded through her thought processes. Confusing reality and frustrating fantasy. It was holding her down, keeping her locked in a cage more secure than any constructed by hand could have ever done. She was in bondage already. Dark bondage.

"Yes Alison, I’m going to set you free from that," I thought to myself. I took her head in my hands and kissed her softly on the lips. As a signal that I understood.

"Turn around now Alison," I said.

I started with a 3/8" white nylon. It’s real soft. With a working load of 275 lbs. I took a loop around her delicate wrists and continued on upwards. Encasing her trembling arms in a macramé pattern. I pulled her elbows in until I felt resistance. She was, after all, a bondage virgin. And I wanted her back again. There would be plenty of time later for the abusively tight ropework that so many of my girls like so much. But although the ropes were not overly tight. There was absolutely no escaping them. And I continued the spider web pattern on up her arms. Loosening her up by physically jerking her whole body now and then. Forcing her to adjust her stance. Finally taking the ends of the rope around her neck and tying it off in front. Then I pulled back her dark hair and turned her around. This was always the hardest part for me. Because she was totally at my mercy now. And my dick always gets so hard when that reality hits me. And they always stare back at you with that submissive look. That "please don’t hurt me" look. What all masters work so hard to achieve. It would be so easy to abuse that power.

"You look so beautiful Alison. May I begin with the camera now?"

"OK Steve," she replied.

I snapped off a few frames. This was always a good way to break the ice. Because it gave her some confidence back. And made her feel good about herself. And she started to toy with me. With pouting grins, and batted eyes. And that always turns me on so. I grabbed another piece of rope. And walked her to the couch, where I helped her to sit. And as she went down on the couch, her skirt hiked up a little higher on those gorgeous thighs.

I’m a real fan of pantyhose. They cover up all the little defects. But on a sweet young thing like Alison, I like the legs totally bare. So much more accessible that way. Closer to nude. Hers were smooth as silk. I knelt before her. And began to wrap her ankles. Taking several slow and progressively tighter loops around her legs. And trying to peer up her skirt. I wondered if she noticed the bulge in my pants. She looked so cute now. Sitting there on the couch, watching me, and beginning to fantasize. But something was missing. The gag. Always necessary to complete the bondage. It strikes fear and terror into the heart of the virgin victim. But brings relief to the experienced submissive. I snapped a few closes of her face. The knot on the front of her throat where the arm binding terminated looked really hot.

I selected the two inch hard rubber red ball gag. It would look good with her dress. But her small mouth would have trouble accommodating it. Especially if she hadn’t really stretched her mouth in a long time. But I figured that once I got it past the teeth, it would drop into place securely. And completely fill her mouth. I walked over to her. Her eyes staring at the ball, a fearful look on her face. I took her head and held it with one hand firmly against my belly, and pulled her head back. She opened her mouth obediently and I placed the ball on it. As I started to push, she stretched her mouth wider and wider. But then she pulled away. Trailing saliva. She looked at me with an embarrassed smile.

"It’s too big Steve," she said.

I quickly grasped her head and pressed hard on the ball as she let out a high pitched call. It’s true what they say about how big the eyes get. Hers were like saucers. And her audible cry was stifled as I pressed the big ball past the ridge of her front teeth and seated it on her molars. It was so tight that she couldn’t spit it out. Even if it weren’t tied in. But I knew that her muscles would loosen. And the joints would stretch out over time. So I bent her head downward and strapped it firmly behind her head. The leather strap cut into her cheeks and bunched up her hair. The cruelty with which I applied the gag must have had an effect on her. But I couldn’t tell from her eyes.

Her first bondage was nearly complete now. Except for one more thing. The crotchrope. I like the way they look. But they have a more important purpose. Because as the limbs begin to cramp. And the mouth begins to get sore. The crotchrope provides a distraction. By clamping down on the knots, she can focus on her pleasure centers. I stood her up to put it on. Over the top of the dress. She’d be thinking about how messy it was going to make her panties. And those thought processes would cause her to produce even more lubricant. And as I tightened it down it pulled the dress up inside her. The bulge of her vulva now patterned by red velvet. And her ass cheeks delineated nicely. Her thighs were totally visible now. But I pulled up her skirt to expose the sides of her ass. I ran my fingers down the outside of them lightly. And watched a wave of goosebumps pass over her flesh. I laid her on the fleece rug. And photographed her from every angle as she struggled and rolled. Then I rolled her on her belly and pulled her ankles up behind her in a hogtie. Not too strict this time. But effective nonetheless. I shot up several rolls of film. Then popped the drool soaked ball from her mouth. Let her breath for a second or two and began kissing her.

She really got into it. There was nothing else for her to do. Her head was the only thing that could move. And I caressed her breasts. And tugged on the crotchrope while staring into her eyes. And she started to whimper as I massaged her pussy through the dress. She was starting to want it now. The key was turning in the lock as confusion gave way to desire. But she was not ready yet. Not ready to beg. And I didn’t have time right now. Because the key was turning in the door lock. Sue had arrived.

I ran to the door to let them in. The drug wouldn’t last forever. And we still had to prepare her.

"What are you doing with her Steve?" Alison asked. "I thought we were to be alone."

"I brought her here Alison. As I brought you here. To fulfill your fantasy......and hers. But I’m going to need your help."

"Steve, she’s unconscious. What have they done to her."

I produced the soft ball. And grabbed Alison by the head. And packed her mouth tightly with the ball. It was a lot bigger than the hard rubber ball gag, but she’d be able to compress it. To relieve her aching jaw muscles. I wrapped her mouth with athletic tape to hold it in. The kind that only sticks to itself. And I took several progressively tighter turns. Until she was sucking air through her nose and her cheeks were bulging around the tape. She gazed at me with a furrowed brow over the super strict gag. Wondering what was coming next. And fearful that she’d gotten in way over her head. I undid the hogtie and carried her to the chair. The spring clip conveniently attached to the back of the chair I attached to the rope around her neck. There she would sit silently and watch.

"Lay Sue out on the table John, face down," I commanded.

The table was a huge maple cutting board. Used for butchering meat in the old days. I had modified it slightly for my purposes. With tie downs on the four corners. It was scooped out in the middle. Providing a trough where the blood ran off. Leather restraints held her spread eagle on the table. I retrieved a one pint glycerin enema bottle from the medicine cabinet. And began my lecture. Todd, Kevin and John drooling over Sue. And Alison watching attentively with a furrowed brow.

"The first thing we need to do is get her cleaned out," I explained. "For her to really enjoy this experience, the lower tract needs to be empty, well lubricated and clean. We’ll be performing a double enema procedure. The first, a thorough douche to empty the bowel. The second, a cleansing rinse with this glycerin enema. John, hand me the hose please."

I continued the lecture.

"The first part of this procedure requires loosening the sphincter and applying lubricant. I’ll apply KY jelly to the opening and slowly massage it in."

I squeezed out a generous dollop of KY on my fingertips. And began massaging the area around her opening. Probing and spreading the flesh as I went. Stretching the opening. Then I inserted two fingers, spread them slightly and squeezed some more KY between them. Directly up inside her. I rubbed the clear KY around inside her. Reaching up as far as I could until my knuckles were hard against the opening. The hose was quarter inch rubber with a slightly larger bulb on the tip. It was hooked up to the faucet.

"We’ll want the water temperature to be 98.6. And the flow to be relatively slow. Her muscles will naturally contract around the hose. Providing a temporary seal. I would imagine she’ll hold about 16 ounces of fluid before she lets it go."

I adjusted the flow rate and water temperature. And slipped the bulbed tip up inside her. I had a few minutes to talk before anything would happen.

"You see how tight the sphincter holds? There is a natural reason why the anal sphincter is so tight. You see, the sphincter is a natural consequence of evolution. Sanitary procedures have not always been what they are today. When you’re lying on the floor of a cave with an animal skin covering you, you don’t want anything crawling up your ass. Diseases and infection are spread that way. And when you die from that, you don’t produce any offspring. So the only animals that produce offspring are the ones with the tight sphincters. Now on your backside, there is no easy way to protect and cover the opening with your hands. So the cheeks need to be deep. And the sphincter real tight. To insure survival. Since the dominant male wants to copulate with the female most likely to produce offspring, he selects a mate with a nicely delineated ass. In that way, the traits that are the most efficient from a survival standpoint, become what we would consider to be attractive traits in the opposite sex. And are propagated into the offspring."

The students nodded their heads. They weren’t paying attention. They were focused on Sue’s asshole. Waiting for the first leak. Which would be coming any moment. Alison stared at me as if I were insane. So I focused my attention directly on her. And continued to speak in an even tone.

"Now the female orgasm. That’s something quite special indeed................. You see the female reproductive organs need to be recessed deeply into the body. To protect them from environmental hazards such as disease. And to provide for a secure environment for the fetus to develop."

I walked over to Alison and continued talking directly at her.

"So the vagina needs to be long. And is located in the front, here.....where it can be protected."

I placed my hand on Alison’s crotch and began a slow massage as I continued.

"It’s tight along it’s entire length. Not like the anus. Which requires only a very tightly sealed opening. Now since the vagina is so long. The male must develop a large penis. If he is to deliver his sperm to the egg."

I rubbed a little harder and she sucked in air through flared nostrils.

"So we have this conflict you see. The female must be invaded deeply for reproduction to occur. And it would appear that this physical act would be quite painful for the female. Therein arises the orgasm. For if the act were entirely painful, the females would not wish to participate. And in fact, many women avoid intercourse for that very reason. But as in all things, nature has provided the optimum solution. Let her experience a pleasurable contraction during intercourse. A contraction to stimulate the pleasure centers in the brain. A feeling so powerful that it will cause the pain to seem as nothing when compared to it."

I had both hands between her legs now. And was tugging gently on the crotch rope with one hand as I stimulated her clitoris with the other. Her legs were beginning to shake. I continued.

"She will need to be taken.......The first time. And get through the pain. In order to arrive at an orgasm. But from her early days she will be conditioned to want that feeling. By the elders in the community. And her thoughts will dwell on it. Until her curiosity sends her to select a mate. One with a large penis. One with which the probability of a successful mating will be high. But she’s not thinking about that. All she’s thinking about is how that big cock is going to make her come."

She let out a gasp from behind the gag and nearly lost her balance in the chair. My eyes were locked on hers and I continued to massaged her pussy through the dress. Her expression had changed to one of wanton need. I could tell she was hypnotized by my direct approach, and getting real wet. Sweat had broken on her brow. And her eyes were beginning to wander aimlessly in their sockets. How easily they could be rolled back now. The bonds and the gag were as nothing. Yes......she would be begging soon.

It began as a slight ooze. But was followed rapidly by an explosive convulsion of liquid. The bulb of the enema tube was forced outward during the contraction. It was an involuntarily contraction. For Sue was still unconscious. I picked up the tube which was streaming water and re-inserted it. Re-opening the pressurized rectum and starting a flood of liquid. It ran down the trough in the table and into the floor drain. Then I began a slow in and out with the enema tube. Reaching it way up inside her. Cleansing the inside of the colon. And continued to run warm water inside her until it came out completely clear. It took a few minutes. Then I removed the enema tube.

"Todd I want you to listen to her with this stethoscope. When the turbulence begins to subside, you will insert the glycerin." The glycerin contains antibiotics. And a weakened morphine derivative. It will insure that she enjoys a pleasurable experience. And allow John here to pump till his hearts content without causing undue pain. Kevin, you can remove the hood now. She’ll be coming out of it soon. John, I want you to stand by with the gag. We may need it." I approached Alison, and removed the ropes around her ankles and the clip to the chair. Then I bent her head down to her knees and placed handcuffs on her wrists to allow me to remove the arm binding.

"How’s that turbulence sound Todd?" "Well it’s still pretty violent in there sir, but it’s starting to settle down a bit." I walked away from Alison to assist Todd. I massaged her asshole with my fingers. Milking out liquid in squirts. "Go ahead and insert the glycerin now Todd."

Todd inserted the tip of the bottle. And squeezed the contents up Sue’s ass. I attached a neck brace to hold her head steady and we sat her up on the table. Her arms hung limp. With the leather restraints still attached to her wrists and ankles. At that point she began to stir. Her limbs took on life and the color flushed on her face. Suddenly her body convulsed to attention, and her eyes flew open wide. "John," I issued the one word command. He took hold of her arms and pulled them behind her. Attaching the restraints with a clip. As Sue began to realize her predicament. She started to cry out. But not a word was heard. As the ball gag was forced into her mouth with hands from an unseen captor behind her.

End Chapter 1

She sat on the maple cutting block. Naked. But for the neck brace and the restraints holding her hands behind her back. And the stifling gag in her mouth. Her eyes frantically roamed the room. In a state of abject terror. Trying to understand. There was Alison, sitting in the chair. Wearing a gorgeous party dress. But strictly gagged. Their eyes met in sympathy. The wetness on her behind, and the cramping sensations within her gut told her that she had been violated. And she was still forcing out gushes of glycerin. Strong hands from an unseen man held her arms at the elbows. And she remembered the frightening abduction. Three men stood in front of her. One with a stethoscope around his neck. Another with his arms crossed at the chest. Staring at her. And another older man. With dark hair stood closer. Looking into her eyes. Another gut wrenching cramp rolled through her abdomen. Followed by an embarrassing purge as the viscous liquid was forced from her anus and squeezed out onto the cutting block.

"Leave us," the older man said.

Her arms were released. And the three younger men reluctantly left the room. Alison and Sue exchanged worried glances.

"You know who I am, don’t you Sue?"

The room was deathly still. Her eyes focused intently on me even as she cowered in fear. Then, from the depths of her memory, a pattern began to emerge. The sequence of events, down to the utmost detail. The abduction from her van, the hypodermic needle prick, the empty glycerin enema bottle. Exactly as she had described them to that stranger from the cyber world. Her e-mail lover. To whom she had bared her most intimate secrets and desires. But this was real. Not some fantasy written from the security of the home office. Frighteningly real. Then she remembered what else she had written. And the terror began to build within her.

"Your journey has begun Sue. Let the second act unfold."

As I turned my back on her to open the door I heard her whimper through the gag. Yes, the most difficult part was upon me now. I could feel the tears welling up in her eyes. The betrayal so cruel. To remain firm at the moment of weakness, the most difficult test for the master. I wanted desperately to set her free. And beg for her forgiveness. To kiss her softly on the lips and hold her in my arms. But to stand firm now. To deepen her immersion in the fantasy. Was the only course of action I could take. I shot a quick glance towards Alison. A look of hatred in her eyes as she glared at me for my cruelty. "This had better work Steevo," I thought to myself. And I opened the door and stepped out. Leaving the two of them. To contemplate their fate.

It would take about an hour for Sue to finish purging her system. So the boys and I sat back and watched on video monitors as the girls exchanged whimpers and looks. Sue occasionally spurting out more liquid. "So embarrassing for her," I thought. The boys were so impatient. So anxious. So quick to the come. It would take years to train them properly. They did not yet understand the importance of thoughtful foreplay. For the pleasure is not in the taking. Any brute can accomplish that. But in leading her through a winding maze. Confusing the senses and twisting the normal thought processes of her mind. Until she begins to focus on that one thing. At the exclusion of all else in the universe. And she wants that one thing so badly that a pack of wolves couldn’t stop her from getting it. Then to feed into that hungry desire. Building it, controlling it’s form, and ultimately....satisfying that desire. Causing it to explode in a flash of blinding light. The ultimate orgasm for the master.

And in the burning embers of that fire. She will find true contentment, and bow down before the master on her knees.

I stripped myself completely naked. Selected the black leather butt plug harness with the clip on the back of the waistband and went back into the room with the girls alone. The boys would have to watch on monitors for a while. Alison had never seen a man’s penis before. And her eyes went immediately to it. Their attentive gazes, and beautiful bodies had an immediate effect on me. And I began to grow. I walked towards Alison. She cowered in fear at first. But as I got closer her eyes took on a more curious look. I removed the gag. And placed one finger on my lips as a sign not to talk. Then I placed one hand on each of her shoulders with my Dick right at eye level in front of her. She stared back and forth from my eyes to my Dick. Her lips quivering from the long gagging. And rimmed with saliva.

"Look at it Alison. You see how perfect it is. Crafted by the gods with one purpose in mind. See how the rushing blood causes it to grow. The arteries pulsing as it flushes purple. The skin stretching tighter on it’s surface. How hungry it is. It seeks to devour your flesh Alison. Touch it with your hands my love. Touch it now."

Alison reached around with her handcuffed hands and delicately touched it. And as I felt the electrifying sensation I couldn’t hold back a drop of pre come. She reared back.

"It’s OK Alison, I’m not coming. That’s just a drop of pre come. Additional lubricant to ease it’s passage through unwieldy flesh."

I felt Sue’s gaze on my back. And quickly shot her a glance. Was she getting a little turned on? Jealous perhaps? I kissed Alison on the lips and turned towards Sue. She immediately began to squirm as I walked towards her with the protruding hard on. I felt sorry for her having to sit in all that mess. Women are such clean creatures. A necessary survival trait. I would make her feel better now.

I stood her up and walked her to the overhead hoist. Then I attached her wrists to the spreader bar hanging from the hook. One at a time. She was trembling with fear as I worked the handcrank. Pulling her arms up over her head slowly. Stretching out her breasts and leaving her ass and pussy unprotected and available. I stretched her out comfortably.....not too tight. Then I turned up the heat in the room. And retrieved a 5 gallon bucket of hot soapy water with a big sponge. I popped the gag from her mouth.

"There is no reason to speak Sue," I said.

And I began lathering her up. I started at the neck and worked my way down. Sliding up against her and washing myself in the process. Wrapping my arms around her and massaging with the sponge. Letting her feel my prick as it slid around her. Teasing her openings now and then. Warming her up and getting her blood flowing. I was particularly attentive to her private parts. And cleaned them up thoroughly. I shampooed her hair, applied cream rinse, and rinsed us both off with a hand held spray wand. The warm water and her body felt so good. Then I dried her off. And applied perfumed powder to her skin. She was absolutely gorgeous and inviting now. I could see the video monitors working. Panning and zooming over her smooth flesh. Made so available by the bondage. How easily one could take this creature. And slide his dick deep up inside. Into that tight wet darkness. And drag his hands over that powdered skin. Spreading the ass cheeks wide while he plunged for deeper and deeper penetration. Wishing he could go on forever up inside her.

I had inherited a Victorian woman’s vanity. With a large mirror. It sat in the corner of the room. Completely stocked with all manner of lipsticks, blushes and facial treatments. I applied K-Y to the butt plug. And carefully strapped it onto Sue’s ass. Slipping the large black plug easily up inside her rectum. But gently. I wanted some of that fear to subside. The plug would prevent further leakage. And allow the remaining glycerin to be absorbed into the bowl. Her anus gripped the deep groove in the plug. And I wiped off the excess K-Y with a towel. Then I sat Sue down in front of the mirror and attached the butt plug harness to the back of the chair with it’s locking clip. Alison would not be able to set her free. Then I freed Alison from her handcuffs, and we walked over to Sue.

"I want you to make her up Alison. Make her look real pretty. And do her hair nice. I like jet black eyeliner and a black line around the lipstick, but use your own judgment."

I placed my hands around Sue’s face and kissed her softly on the lips.

"It’s important to make her look her best for this occasion."

Sue looked at me. It was that have mercy look again. And my hard on throbbed. Alison began to speak. I knew that she wanted me to let Sue go. I placed one hand over her mouth, the other around her head and moved behind her. Pulling her away from Sue. Then holding her head firmly in my hands I whispered in her ear.

"I’m sorry Alison.......sorry that I have to put you through this. But Sue needs to live out her fantasy. Her needs are complex, and they are burning in her brain. And we’re going to put that fire out. Help her to free herself from that bondage Alison."

I removed my hand from her mouth, stepped around in front of her and looked her in the eye. She was trembling again. And I took her head and kissed her on the lips. I had forgotten that I was naked. But Alison certainly hadn’t. And she kissed me back firmly. And pulled me towards her. She wanted that dick up inside her now. But I pulled myself back. And stepped aside. Motioning Alison to Sue. Who was trying to turn her head around to watch us. And straining to hear what I had said. Alison stepped by me, but kept her eyes locked to mine. Then sat down in front of Sue. And picked up the hairbrush. Still staring at me. I walked from the room. To let Alison and Sue talk in private.

They began to speak softly to one another. And I let them have their privacy. But I would have liked to have been a fly on the wall. Were they making escape plans? Consoling one another. Or maybe, talking about me. Planning an assault on me. Building their anger. It didn’t matter. Because both would soon be wailing in orgasm. And the memory of their anger would fade. As we watched them on the video monitor I became incredibly aroused. The gentleness with which Alison brushed Sue’s hair and applied the makeup with her delicate hands was intensely erotic.

After allowing about an hour for Alison to make her up, Todd, John, Kevin and I re-entered the room. All 4 of us, stark naked. John carrying an aluminum tubular frame in the shape of an X. With leather cushions strategically placed. They immediately ceased their conversation and looked at us apprehensively. The two of them so totally gorgeous now. Sue so frightened and submissive. Knowing what was coming. Alison stood up and stared at the X frame.

"What are you going to do with that?" she asked.

"Sue knows exactly what it’s for. Don’t you Sue?" I replied.

She looked up at me. Biting her lower lip. Then slowly lowered her head and uttered softly the words.

"Yes master, I do."

Of course she would have remembered. From our e-mails. I undid the bonds that held her to the chair. And stood her up. The two of us facing one another. Pulling her towards me I extended my lips and we began to kiss. And I felt her arms come around me and the tension begin to fade as we explored one another’s mouths. Then John came behind her and held the x frame to her back. Todd pulled her left arm away from me and moved it up to attach it to the corner of the frame where a clip was welded on. Kevin did the same with the right arm. As they pulled her arms away it exposed her open chest and breasts to my caress. She pulled back and looked at me. Her chest was heaving. The frame had her arms extended straight upwards and out at a 45 degree angle. Her neck was open and exposed. The boys had moved on to her ankles now. And she staggered as her legs were spread apart. John stabilized her by holding the frame firmly. She looked at me with a terrified look all of a sudden.

"Oh God Steve......Oh God I’m scared........Oh God please don’t hurt me," she pleaded.

Her head flew side to side as she looked at the restraints. She pulled against them furiously for a second. Then looked back towards me gasping for air, pleading with her eyes to be set free. I laid a finger on her tongue. And moved it around inside her mouth. Coating it with saliva. Then dragged it down around her chin, over her neck and down between her breasts. She let her head fall back and issued a deep guttural moan as my finger approached the belt. I undid the harness and pulled her towards me. And whispered in her ear as I pulled the butt plug from her ass.

"You’re going to get fucked now Sue."

I pulled back my head to allow Todd to reach around her from behind and attach the open mouth ring gag. She stared back at me with wide eyes as I pressed the ring in her mouth while Todd pulled it tight in back. How frightening the bizarre gag must have seemed to her. Then, with one man supporting each of the upper corners of the frame. They began to lean her back. I kissed my fingers and touched them to her lips as she fell away from me. Then we lifted the framework and laid it on the bed. Four chains of equal length hung from a single chain attached to the overhead hoist. It was positioned over the bed. We attached the four chains to the corners of the x frame. Then John began hoisting Sue into the air. Her chest was heaving and she looked side to side in panic as she was lifted into the air. Like a young maiden for the sacrifice. Her chest rose and fell deeply and her gut was sucked in tight. I supported her head with my left hand to allow her neck muscles to relax and began a one finger survey of her breasts, abdomen and groin.

"It’s going to be just like you wanted Sue. All three holes at once."

She tried to speak but realized the futility of being understood.

"Don’t worry, they are disease free. And I’ve trained them to be gentle."

We lifted her to the perfect height above the bed. Todd would stand at the head of the bed and go into her mouth. Kevin would kneel at the foot of the bed and penetrate her vagina. And John was to lie on his back underneath. And find his way into her asshole.

I moved around to the head of the bed and took Sue’s head in my hands. Then I placed my hardened penis on the ring gag and slowly inserted it into her mouth.

"Do it like this Todd," I said. "Don’t penetrate too deeply at first. Let her get used to it."

Her mouth felt absolutely wonderful as I slid my dick through the cold steel ring and inside her. Slippery and warm. I pushed a little deeper and she let out a high frequency gag that nearly caused me to come.

"Right there Todd. That’s the spot."

I reluctantly withdrew.

"Would you like me to take off the gag Sue?" She nodded her head affirmative.

Todd removed the gag and replaced it with the head of his cock. She immediately began to suck and I heard Todd suck in some wind as the sensation hit him. "Very good Sue. Make him come."

I knelt between her legs and positioned myself for entry there. But I massaged her labia and clitoris gently with my fingers before I inserted my penis and she began to moan.

"Fuck her like this Kevin." I pressed slowly into her moist flesh as I continued to rub with my fingers. Pausing at full penetration and letting my penis swell inside her. I could see the bulge in her vulva caused by the intrusion of my rod. And I began an easy in and out. She was so wet. And so easily penetrated due to her suspended position. Suddenly her stomach convulsed and she gagged heavily. I heard Todd take in a quick breath and there was a spray of semen across Sue’s belly.

"Dammit Todd," I said.

I should have anticipated this. The plan was to have all three come together. But Todd was so excited that he couldn’t hold back.

"Go stand in the corner and face the wall," I commanded.

"I’m so sorry Sue. The boys are so easily excited. Kevin, John, I’ll expect a more controlled performance from you."

I considered disciplining Todd for his performance. But it was more my fault than his. I should have made it more clear what I wanted. It reminded me of the time I was working with an 18 year old model. She was bound with her wrists to her ankles. In a reclining position with her legs spread apart. A stifling red ball gag shoved into her mouth. I made the mistake of leaving her unattended for a few minutes. It was a little fantasy of hers. When I returned to the studio I found John fucking her silly. I grabbed a nearby two by four and crept up behind him. The model saw me but was getting so thoroughly fucked that her eyes were floating. She watched as I took a full back swing with the board. Like a baseball player. It must have been a great sensation. I waited until he was on the brink of coming and let him have it with the board on the bare ass as hard as I could. He hollered in pain as he sprayed semen all over the model and the chair. And grabbed both ass cheeks with his hands. He started to turn on me but thought better of it and stormed off in disgust. The model later thanked me for the best sex of her life. His cock was quite large. And the anticipation of the caning made her come like crazy. She climaxed in anticipation just before the moment of impact.

The remembrance of that event and Sue’s tightness almost made me lose control and I had to pull out quickly.

"Go ahead Kevin. Fuck her deep."

"Ohhhhh God," Sue exclaimed as Kevin’s crispy dick penetrated her deeply. I climbed beneath her and began jacking myself off with a heavy application of K-Y jelly. To lubricate my cock.

"OK John, lower her down a little bit," I said.

John began working the crank and lowering her down onto my shaft. I lined it up with her asshole as Kevin continued to pump.

"Help her through it Alison," I said.

Alison came over by Sue’s head and began to console her. She reached down with her hand and began massaging her pussy as Kevin went in and out.

"Try to relax baby," she said. "Just let it happen."

I reached up around her and pulled my hips up off the bed as my dick found her tight hole and began to penetrate. I loosened her up with some probing partial penetrations and then slipped inside past the tight thick ring of muscle. She let her head come back to me and I grasped her breasts and thrust deeply into her. Her mouth was stretched as far open as she could get it and she let out a long moan that continued until she was completely out of breath. Then she quickly sucked air to refill her lungs and began again. It was so incredibly arousing. I could feel Kevin’s prick pumping on the other side of the thin membrane of flesh. I almost came. So I pulled out from inside her. John quickly dove on the bed and took up position. His dick was huge and throbbing. And he thrust savagely inside her. It was a good thing I had loosened her up first. But she loved it. And began to writhe against the bonds as her back arched.

Alison stood mesmerized with her mouth hanging open and a finger in her mouth. Her other hand was rubbing her clit. She was trembling with erotic desire.

"Todd, do you think you could give it another try?" I asked.

"Oh yes master. Please give me another chance. I promise I’ll exercise more control this time."

I nodded my head. And Todd took up position at her mouth. Sue hungrily took in his cock and began to suck like crazy. She must have needed the distraction. They began to synchronize their movements. Passing her body back and forth between them. Sue alternately gagging as Todd thrust deep into her throat and moaning as she impaled herself on the twin shafts.

I turned to face Alison. She was gazing at Sue with glazed eyes as she masturbated to the sloppy sounds. I stepped in front of her and held my hand over hers. Helping her to rub herself. And pushed her back up against the wall as I stared into her eyes.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, God Steve," she exclaimed. Fuck the shit out of me. Fuck the shit out of me now!"

I didn’t need any more encouragement than that. I reached between her legs and ripped off the panties like a band aid. Causing Alison to gasp. Then I grabbed her arms and held them over her head. Plopped the underside of my prick on her belly and dropped down until it pressed into the moist cleavage. I felt the base of the muscular opening and pressed upwards. Sliding my dick deeply into that virgin flesh. And kissed her hard on the lips to muffle her scream.

One smooth savage thrust busted her heimen. And the shock from the pain made her cry out. But there was no way for me to stop now. I was totally out of control. There would be no negotiations now. No mercy from the master. I pressed her body firmly to the hard wall and ground up and down. Nearly lifting her off the ground. Slow and deep. How cruel of me to take this young virgin so savagely. But there was nothing I could do to control it. I had broken down completely. And I stared into her face as it bounced with each impact.

She looked back at me through the pain. Her eyes had lost focus. Wet saliva on her parted lips. Mouthing the words "Oh God" over and over as I thrust deeper and harder. My selfish lust was broken for one second and I conceived of a plan to distract her from the pain. I lifted her bodily with my arms and spun her around as I carried her to the bed where the boys were reaming Sue. Then I made her bend over with her hands on the edge of the bed. Her face only inches from Sue’s. And I re-entered her urgently from behind. Sue stopped sucking Todd’s cock for long enough to look into her eyes. And she pulled up her head to kiss Alison as I thrust deep into her pussy from behind.

I watched as Sue’s muscles could no longer hold her head up and they broke the kiss. Her head fell back down to where Todd’s throbbing hard on was waiting hungrily to re-enter that mouth. And Sue began to moan uncontrollably as the twin shafts thrusts savagely into her loins. Their faces were so beautiful. Alison now distracted by Sue’s impending orgasm began to focus on the pain between her legs. And she stared on as Todd inserted his cock into Sue’s gasping mouth and rammed to the back of her throat. Making her gag forcefully. A spittle of vomit forming up on the side of her mouth.

"He’s losing control," I thought to myself. "And what an alien sight for a virgin like Alison to behold on her first fuck."

The sight of me fucking Alison from behind made Kevin and Todd so excited. I knew they were ready to come. And John lay below Sue and rammed into her asshole as he stared past her into Alison’s face. It must have been an awesome sight. To see her face. Confused and helpless, as my shaft impaled her from behind. I made eye contact with each of the boys and nodded my head. Indicating it was OK to come now. Todd came almost instantly, pre-maturely again. I would have expected him to have a hard time considering that he had just come a few minutes before. But he was the most excitable of the group. And Sue gagged on the stream as it hit the back of her throat. But it allowed her head to be free of Todd’s cock. And the semen on her face made me totally lose it. I thrust into Alison as hard as I could. Forcing her face into Sue’s. And the semen mixed with their saliva as they tried in vane to kiss. Sue’s body now being pounded so furiously. Alison hunting her lips to try and catch her as she went back and forth in front of us. The chains were rattling violently when we came. It wasn’t perfect timing. I grabbed Alison’s nipples and squeezed real hard when I came. Lifting her feet from the ground with the force of the ejaculatory plunge. Her arms gave way. And her head fell on top of Sue’s hanging form. Supporting the weight of her whole body for a second as she fought to regain support with her arms. It was difficult for her and she slid on Sue’s torso and neck against all that fresh semen and saliva. The force from John and Kevin caused her to ride with Sue for a second before she regained support. And it didn’t help any that I was still coming as hard as I could. Trying to drive her across the bed. John and Kevin came pretty close to simultaneously. But neither one pulled out to watch. They stayed deep inside and extracted the maximum pleasure for themselves and pounded furiously. I guess I didn’t set a very good example with the way I came in Alison.

But Sue loved the rough treatment. She moaned like a whore. But it wasn’t a faked moan. No, this one was the real McCoy. No way you could fake that intensity. Or the way her eyes idled in their sockets.

Afterwards I had the boys take Sue down. And take her to the washing station. Where they all three lathered her up again. And massaged and cleaned her body. Worshipping her like a goddess. I laid Alison down on the bed. And cleaned her up with my tongue. She was so sore and sensitive. I started to get a hard on again listening to her moan with pleasure as I attentively licked her clean. She would hurt for a few days. But the memory of that fuck would bring her back for more soon. She’d want to get used to it. So she could really enjoy it in the future.

"Well, it’s no longer a fantasy for them," I thought.

"Now,......it’s an obsession."

Darla had been teasing me with bondage for so long I decided it was time for her to learn a lesson in real submission. She needed to find out what real customer satisfaction was all about. My plan took months of careful planning to execute. On a day when she had told her housekeepers to take off, I struck. I disarmed her security system and let myself quietly in, catching the red haired beauty still in her nightie while she prepared breakfast. I approached her from behind with a chloroformed cloth. I placed one hand on the back of her neck and pressed the chloroformed cloth firmly over her nose and mouth with the other. Her eyes went like saucer plates and she struggled valiantly for a second or two, delivering a couple of good blows to my ribcage with her elbows but my grip was too firm and she collapsed helplessly in my arms.

I quickly removed the cumbersome nightie revealing her lily white skin and massive mammaries. I rolled her over and examined her body in detail. Probing and caressing her private areas while she slept. Then I tied her elbows and wrists strictly together in front. Next I bent her over the countertop and tied her knees and ankles. Her backside presented itself at a strategic angle and gave me an idea as well as a hard on. I lifted her on the countertop and pulled her ankles up to her wrists in front. Then I tied them tightly together. I followed up with a loop around her elbows and knees. Then I forced an extra large ball gag between Darla’s luscious red lips, cinching it tight behind her neck and causing her teeth to protrude slightly over the ball. Saliva trickled out at the corner of the unconscious beauties mouth. I secured Darla in place with a loop of rope around the neck to the sink faucet. Then I put a pint of solid Crisco on the stove to warm up. When the Crisco reached 120 degrees, I pulled a turkey baster from her drawer and sucked up a few ounces of it. I flipped her on her side facing away from me with her ass hanging over the edge of the countertop, pulled her ass cheek up with one hand and injected her pink anus with the hot Crisco. I continued the process several times until I had pumped the entire pint of hot oil up her cute little asshole. She began to moan when the intestinal cramping began as she came out of her slumber. I held my finger over her asshole between squirts to keep her from expelling the hot Crisco. Next I pressed the head of my cock to her asshole and used it to contain the Crisco while I slid a grotesquely oversized dildo into her pussy. I leaned into her forcing her constricted anus to accept my dick.

Darla moaned and squirmed but was helpless to stop the advance of my burrowing prick into her already pressurized colon. I felt the warm Crisco run down my leg as I pressed for penetration and I thought I heard her muffle "you bastard" when I bottomed out on my balls. I immediately flipped the pussy vibrator to high and began a serious ass reaming on her. The volume and pressure of the Crisco, and the sensation that the vibrator had to be causing made for some wonderful sound effects as she contracted on my hardened member. Her embarrassment was completed when after fully dilating her asshole I withdrew my hard member for a moment and she ejected several ounces of congealed Crisco. Then I thrust my dick savagely back into her hole to keep from loosing any more and pressed to maximum penetration depth. I became totally selfishly engrossed in my own pleasure and thrust wildly and savagely into her tied pink form. The Crisco leaking and squirting from her anus as I reamed her got on the countertop causing it to become slippery. I held her by the ropes and slid her back and forth onto me. Grinding hard and deep into her asshole. Enjoying the sensation that the vibrating dildo was creating on the other side of the thin membrane of flesh that separates rectum from uteris.

I held off from coming for as long as possible, bringing myself to the brink of ejaculation several times, then stopping for a moment to allow myself to come down before continuing with savage glee. At last, when I could hold out no longer and the pressure of the ejaculate could no longer be contained, I pulled out of her asshole and quickly positioned the tip of my penis on her right nostril, which was flared from the heavy breathing through her nose. I got a tight seal against her nostril and pumped the first squirt directly into her nose. Then I moved to the left nostril as quickly as possible and forced the tip against that side. This time the squirt was quite voluminous and I injected a sizable quantity of semen up her nose. She pulled back her head as the third shot ejected and left a trail of milky white fluid from her ear, across the side of her head over her beautiful red hair, across her eyebrow and into her left eye. She gagged and spit out some semen around the ball gag. Evidently, the semen that I shot in her nostrils went down her throat and she spit it back out through her mouth. I continued to come on her face as she wretched. I coated both eyes and her lips around the ballgag. Her stomach was contracting as she expelled the white vegetable oil from her asshole. I pulled the gag from her mouth but left the vibrator inserted. It seemed to be giving her some pleasure as she clamped down to expel the Crisco so I pressed her clitoris from the outside with my fingers against it and watched her come for a minute.

I stretched her out, stood her up and tied her hands off to the ceiling. Then I sponged her down with hot soapy water. She continued to squirt out some Crisco now and then so when I finished washing her, I stuck a butt plug in her ass. There would still be some Crisco left later when I woke her up later for a mid morning treat. She would need it. I threw her limp body over my shoulder and carried her off to bed.

Steevo

She was posturing herself for pentetration. Her vulva was swollen and wet. I could see the effects of the blood rushing to the area. Something about knowing that I was focusing my eyes right on her I think. All that attention being paid to that sensitive spot. And her vulnerability to intercourse in that position was so real. She felt it. The feel of the cold air on her wet sex, the presentation she made with her pose. The fact that I’d had to kneel behind her while I tied her ankles to the chair legs. Bent forward with her wrists lashed to the chair back. The nude material of her pantyhose blended with the tan of her wrists and the tightly stretched hose bound her wrists strictly to the spindles of the chair back while her hands were placed flat on the chair bottom. I wound the ends down around the back of the seat of the chair, between the spindles, and around the chair legs to keep her from sliding her arms upwards. Then pulled the remaining length on downwards to tie off her ankles to the legs of the chair. My nose practically touched her ass as I spread her legs and cinched her ankles tightly to the legs of the chair. I blew a little air on her asshole. She tried to act like she didn’t notice. Like it was all business. It could have been just a gasp of exasperation from me. But I saw the flush in her face. And the embarrassed look that she tried to hide from me. Then a hard sustained pucker of her ass cheeks. It was an involuntary contraction. I wanted so badly to lay my index digit on her and begin that oh so pleasurable massage when I saw that pucker. To prove to her that I could defeat that muscle contraction so easily. But I held back.

"Why did squeeze her ass cheeks like that?" I thought to myself.

Was it to try and keep me out? Or was it the instinctual desire to clutch and hold down on hard cock? My hard on pulsed at the thought of how tight she must feel inside. Her asshole was pink and wrinkled. All squeezed up tight. Contrasting against the open engorged tissues of her labia. Of course she wanted me in her pussy. And closing up that asshole would keep me from steering off course in the heat of the moment. But then too, she was imagining me inside her, and clutching at the thought. And she knew I noticed. And it made her realize that she’d lost control. It gave me a feeling of power. And accentuated her vulnerability. I wanted her desperately.

"How good it’s going to feel opening that virgin rectum." I thought.

Julie and I had talked about it in e-mails. I knew she was an anal virgin. I knew she was curious. I knew she’d inserted toys up her ass to feel how it might be. And I knew she had only been able to insert a small dildo 4 inches up inside herself. Unable to take any more length or girth. She was so virginal. I mean…she’d only had sex once. The boy had fucked her 4 times that first night. With no chance to heal between each. It must have hurt. And his reluctance to kiss intimately left her with a feeling of guilt and loneliness. She told me she came during the oral sex. But I wondered if it was a superficial orgasm. I wanted to give her a real deep orgasm to prove my manhood above all others.

"It’s going to be different this time Julie," I thought to myself.

"Because I know what I’m doing honey, and I’m going to make you come."

There’s was no doubt that I too was going to come so hard at the appropriate moment. Extract maximum pleasure from the site of her face and body in my mind. The feel of her electric touch. The scent of her pheramones.

"But that deep and focused internal massage just before I explode like a fountain inside you. That’ll get you honey. And I’m going to use every trick in the book with oral and digital stimulation to make you beg for my hard cock first. It has to be that way. I want to see the wanton lust and greed in your eyes when you beg. So I can give you the kind of dilation you need to satisfy that woman in you. To make you feel whole and full inside. Yes Julie, you are going to get fucked! My hard on is large, hard and deliberate.. And I’m going to take you from every angle and find the one that works for you. Then I’ll pump and thrust you into that state of mind where nothing makes sense but that one thing. Where all other thoughts diminish into the background…where your body rocks catatonically under my persistent control, where you float to me in ecstacy and give yourself over. And I’ll join you there then my love. And there won’t be any hesitation or resistance when I go to take your tender ass for the first time. Because once the trust is established. Once the barriers of sin and guilt are eliminated. Once the desire to explore and fulfill and give pleasure is brought to the surface. It’ll be so easy for you to let go and dilate Julie. And I’ll slip inside and take advantage before you’ve had the chance to realize how intensely deep I am. And that involuntary contraction will come down on my hard cock like a wave of pure pleasure on me as that moan comes up in your throat. You’re going to find out what it’s like to be boned hard honey. What it’s like to be pinned and impaled on that hard cock. And I’m going to feel that sensitive and firm muscle clamping down on me as you fight to hold back those contractions. And in that instant I’ll shock you with that powerful vibrator held still and firmly on your clitoris. And you’ll look me right in the eye and feel that beast coming at you. With awe and wonder at how powerful he can be. And I’ll see the fertile young look and desperation in you. And you’ll come little girl. You’ll come for your master. And your master will pump you with fluid."

My mind was lost in the thought of it. My hard on bulging as I fantasized about her. I nearly spilled the cup of coffee I’d been holding. She looked at me and wondered what I could have been thinking so seriously about. I flushed, embarrassed, and returned to the conversation.

Her body was perfectly proportioned. Her muscles resilient and flexible. Her skin a light olive….reflecting her Italian heritage. She was getting paid one hundred dollars per hour for this modeling session. She’d have made an excellent erotic dancer…but too embarrassed to display her body before all those guys. I’m not sure how I’d gotten through her cautious exterior and layers of defense mechanisms. Perhaps it was the direct and penetrating nature of my approach. Or maybe it was the way I looked into her deep green eyes. I couldn’t pull my eyes away from them. The long soft eyelashes and deep color seemed to drag me inside her.

"I’m too old for you Julie….twice your age, you need to find someone your own age to fall in love with. To grow old with, to have babies with. I just want you to pose for me honey."

Those were the words that came forth from my lips. But inside I harbored a need for her. A powerful need that I could not express in words. She’d have to see it, and want it. She was comfortable with my appearance and body language. That helped. There’s always that apprehension on a first meeting. Wondering if they’ll really be attractive. And our kiss was dry and light, yet soft. And when our lips parted there was a reluctance to break away. Yet beneath the surface of that respectful first kiss was a powerful desire to engage her body with a full contact embrace. I wanted her inside and out, all at once. It wasn’t greed. No, it was her desire to give and take pleasure coming to the surface. She wanted to do it for me. Subconsciously, she wanted to make me come. As if to control an older successful man. Her power trip.

We discussed the bondage session. And I told her what it would be like. The loss of control and panic that can overcome you when the reality of your entrapment hits you. When you’ve tested the restraints with all your might and can’t get free. The initial fear and anxiety when the ball gag is brought to your lips, then the acceptance of your submission when the gag is set firmly and strapped in. As if your energy is somehow drawn into the gag. It becomes your focus, distracts your mind from your body. Causes you to go limp. The wave of chemical release in your brain that the gag causes. The trust you must feel. I took hold of her hand and examined her fingers...then I looked her in the eye and said

"It’s going to hurt Julie."

She blinked hard and long at me. Her eyes focused, then dilated as she tried to assimilate this new information. I quickly went on to explain to her how uncomfortable a bondage session can be. Perfect pictures took some time to set up and get just right. And that long period in bondage can result in cramping. But she knew exactly what I was talking about. And she was remembering how I’d described anal sex to her in e-mails. And it was there in our eye contact…the true meaning of my words. We both shifted anxiously in our chairs. And for a moment I became selfishly engrossed in my own thoughts. Imagining making her moan with one smooth powerful thrust. My eyes wandered downward to her cleavage…then on down to her sexy legs. Her face flushed red in that instant. As if she could read my mind. She must have been thinking of me in some erotic form. Hovering over her, our faces in direct contact, the muscles in my arms tensed and firm as I support my weight above her. The tip of my hard on gently probing. Ready to plunge deeply. Yet sensitively stroking her now. Was there a flush in my face too?

"You can bring a friend with you if you want Julie. I wouldn’t mind. If it would make you feel more comfortable. No…it’s okay Steve. I trust you. I want to do this. Since I was a little girl I’ve had bondage fantasies. And I need to cleanse these thoughts and fantasies from my head with a real life encounter. Posing for you is perfect. Because I don’t have to worry about the need to perform sex. I don’t have to worry about getting hurt. About contracting disease or becoming the victim of some perverts desires."

It wasn’t meant as an insult. But I felt a dart strike me nonetheless. Am I simply a dirty old man? Wanting her only for sex. Is that my true motivation? My artistic side wanted to display her for the pleasure of others. To immortalize her in celluloid for the world to see. And I the creator of that fantasy. The master who had breached those stone walls. What an ego trip for me. And my gift to future generations, the fantasy of her body in bondage. Yet I wanted desperately to caress and explore her body with mine. To penetrate and stimulate myself at her expense. I’ve photographed nude women in bondage before. And not had sex with them. But Julie was different somehow. I wanted her. Perhaps it was her virgin mind. Perhaps a feeling inside me that she really wanted me too. We were going to mate fiercely.

"It’s okay Julie. I’ll never hurt you sweetheart."

And I squeezed her hand re-assuringly. She looked back at me with that innocent look. My knees weakened. Then, as if sensing my weakness, she went on the offensive and nearly took me down. It was that "come fuck me" pout. She bit down lightly on her lower lip to one side and said it with her eyes. I wished I’d had my camera there to capture that look. Jesus!

Click!…."that’s it Julie….look right at me baby..now…give me that little puppydog look..that’s it click click. Okay baby….you were drugged and kidnapped…you awaken from your slumber in bondage…and find me there standing beside you with a raging hard on in my hand. Stroking it to massive hardness. It’s ten inches long and huge. It’s going to rip you in half…now…give me that look of shocked fear….yes Julie! Click…that’s it. I’m going to fuck you so deep with it…click perfect. Shit you’re gorgeous baby….lift up a little higher on your toes…really stretch out those calves and thighs…now…arch your back…oh perfect Click….like you’re trying to get away……cower in fear for me……that’s it do it again click. Oh fuck your good looking Julie…now pucker that tight little asshole before I fuck you straight up it immediately…Oh that cock’s gonna burn when it slides up your ass Julie……tell me how much it hurts…..click yes that’s it. Keep doing that. Fuckkkkkkkkk…….you fuckin tease….perfect…..now start to rock baby…start to come….thrust hard and rut me….your getting used to it now….it’s gonna make you come…that’s it….right over here Click. Ohhhh hurt me Julie….hurt me so good babydoll…..click….Oh but it hurts doesn’t it? That big hard cock reaming your ass perfectly clean? Click….that’s it cry for me honey…oh god it hurts so bad……you’ll take that pain for me and it’ll feel so good…..a little wrinkled brow now….open up your mouth…..long sad eyes….now…..lose a little focus…let those eyes roll back…..oh shit Julie that’s it Click. Fuck I’m losing It Julie. Really stretch those thighs and calves now. That’s it.

I paused, exasperated. Untied her from the chair back. And took her to her knees. Where I tied her hands behind her and roped them off to her ankles. As I worked I fought to avoid trembling. And my hands lingered a little too long in certain areas as I wrapped and bound her. I pulled the hair from her face and scratched her nose. Then I turned her face to mine, kissed her on the lips, she tried to hold that kiss as I pulled away, and I quickly ball gagged her pouty face. Greedily forcing her submission. Again I emmersed myself in her bound beauty. Entranced as I photographed and repositioned her. Smooth silky skin. Perfect toes and feet. She rolled limp when I wanted her to. Perfectly submissive and pure. And when I asked her to show emotion with her face she was perfect. Imagining what it must be like.

I set down the camera and approached her nude and bound body. Took her gently, rolled her up onto her knees and popped the wet slippery ball from her mouth as she gasped. The corners of her mouth red from the strap, wet with saliva. She licked her lips. Then I began to untie the ropes around her wrists. She pulled her arms away from me. To stop me from untieing her. Set herself back down into a perfect slave posture. And she looked right at me. Then dropped her eyes. And spoke the words.

"Fuck me master. Please. Fuck me in bondage."

I nearly fell over from the shock. And it was I who blinked hard with dilated pupils now. But I recovered quickly. And, sensing her powerful need, I reached my hand to touch her face and lips. Dragged down that lower lip with my fingers and felt her row of teeth. Took hold of her jaw and rotated her head all around. Flexing and stretching her neck as I examined her sexy face. Then…took her head firmly in my hands and squeezed, and brought my lips to hers as I fell into her eyes. Our breathing began to heave suddenly. Simultaneously arousing one another with such power. With our eyes inches apart I looked into her. And whispered the words

"It is going to hurt Julie. It’s going to hurt deep inside."

She looked up at me. And said,

"I know it will master. Please be gentle with me."

And my hands began to tremble with desire. The pulsing in my loins so powerful. My need to engulf her in muscle more powerful than any force I’d experienced in life. I had to set myself free from the bondage of clothing. To join her in naked serenity immediately. To force her openings and make her moan.

"Are you sure Julie?"

She looked back to me. Then snuggled her head into my breast. And with tears in her eyes said

"I know you’re going to do it master. I know you’ll fuck me there too. I want it to be good for you. I know it will hurt. Just take me master, I am yours. But please please please be gentle with me."

The stress of giving in had to have taken it’s toll on poor Julie. At last she had expressed her true desire. She wanted to find out what it was like. She wanted it just right. She wanted to explore her submissive side. An anger rose up in me. Not a hate, no, a hungry lust. Driven by sexual tension. And I wanted to make her moan instantly. I stood before her. And let the pants and underwear drop. My hard on exploding into view before her eyes. Angry and mean. Veins bulging. Color flushing in the head as pulses ran through it. Reaching for her lips as I stood before her. She looked at it with curious awe. Then up at me, as if she at last understood how desperately that hard cock can drive a man. And she opened her mouth to reach. And I sucked wind so hard when her tongue made contact. It almost knocked me down as her soft wet massage began. Exploring as she went. Having never done it before. She tried things. And when I liked what she was doing, I encouraged her with sighs, gasps and firm head holds. Then I took hold of her head and forced her down on me slowly. Until my penis hit the back of her throat. And a loud hackling belch came forth as her stomach convulsed in spasm and I made the turn at the back. Downwards into her esophogus. I forced her down on me harder as she panic’d for air. And the vomit swelled up in her throat as tears streamed down her face. But I didn’t let up one bit. And continued to press that rude hard on right down her throat. Until my balls bottommed out on her chin and she was forced to accepted my intrusion. Her struggling forced the ropes to bite into her flesh. And her thighs bulged around the ropes as her hands splayed violently. But I held her pinned to my shaft as she squirmed and gagged. Until dizziness began to overtake her from lack of oxygen. Then I pulled away. And she gasped for air violently. I gave her just a second or two to recover. Then before she could protest, I took her mouth again. With a smooth press to the back and on down. She knew what to expect this time. But she spasmed in panic nonetheless. And I used her. I used her mouth as my toy. I forced her throat ruthlessly. Listening to her gag. And she began to accommodate. As I knew she must eventually do. And we began a wonderful deep throating session. She quickly learned to time her breathing. She supressed the gag reflex somewhat. But not entirely. And I loved it when she belched really good. The way her throat bulged was so sexy. I rotated her head back to straighten her neck and began to rhythmically stroke her throat with my cock inside. Brought my self to the brink of orgasm. Then pulled away. She looked up at me with an embarrassed smile.

"Jesue Julie. You’re a fast learner. That felt so good baby. I’m sorry I had to force you like that baby. But sometimes it’s best to get over the hump quickly. Girls spend years trying to learn what I just taught you in one session."

I leaned into her and took her in my arms. Held and caressed her young body. Then, positioned her for oral sex. With her hands tied spread eagle to the bedposts. Her legs free to move. I wanted to do it just as we’d described. My tongue, perfectly still at first. I held it there and pressed gently. Heard her gasp and sigh. Then waited. Waited for the first contraction. It had to come. She couldn’t possibly hold back. And it did. It came. And I heard her breath. And that’s when I moved that leathery tongue to the left. And felt the muscles tighten in her thighs as her buttocks scrunched up and her pelivs rotated upwards to me. Her legs went willingly when I took hold of her ankles and pulled them upwards. And my tongue cleansed and soothed her. Unashamedly I licked her. And lapped her. Alternately stiffining my tongue and penetrating, then wide flat slow drags over her entire area. I made no attempt to avoid her asshole. And rimmed and pushed with my tongue as her head turned side to side. She tried to hold her head up to watch at first. But the effort became too draining. So she let it fall. And relinquished herself to my care.

I wanted to over stimulate her that first time. A woman can only take so much oral stimulation before the sensation begins to torture her. I wanted her to reach that point. Because when she’s reached that state, the intense dilation caused by my penis will at once relieve that over stimulation, while replacing it with a feeling of powerful intrusion. And I know she’ll look me straight in the eye and say oh god thank you with her look. As I take full pleasure from her muscles responses to the intrusion of my hard cock.

As I took her body in those first few deep and slow thrusts I started to talk dirty to her. Too embarrased to initiate any such conversation herself. I kept the dialogue up for her. And allowed her to respond with one word answers.

"How do you like it Julie? How do you like my hard cock? Do you like it like that? Or like that? Is that how you want it babydoll….Hmmmm….just like that. You like it when I drag it hard around that corner don’t you. How about this…right there…that’s it Julie….oh god right there. Is that it honey? You like getting fucked? You like getting fucked hard. You like getting fucked really hard. That’s it baby. I got you now baby. That’s how you like it, isn’t it. Just like that. Fuck me baby. That’s it. Let it go. Let it all go. Call me master. That’s it. Beg for me baby. Oh shit I’m gonna fuck you so hard now sweetheart. Come on…come on….that’s it. You know I’m gonna make a big mess inside you Julie. I’m just gonna come so hard in that tight little pussy of yours. Flex it for me baby. That’s it. Now…arch your back and sit hard on me…there you go baby. Let me rock you in the cradle now. I’m gonna pump you up baby. I’m gonna inject you with tons of semen. You’re gonna be so full. I’m gonna squirt a gallon in ya. Just like that. I’m gonna make your belly swell. Fuck your so tight Julie. Shit….Oh shit you feel good inside. I just can’t fuck you hard enough!"

Her body moved in harmony with mine as I reamed her thoroughly. Her muscle relaxed and dilated. Allowing my cock to roam easily. And occassionally an involuntary contraction would force her to squeeze me. Against her will. Heightening the sensation. I drove her in and out. All the way. Pulling completely out occasionally and kissing and fonding her breasts. Then right back at her with that big old cock. Taking her deep and thrusting her head into the headboard. Rocking the bed.

"You feel so good inside Julie. So fucking good. Can you feel me Julie? Can you feel me deep inside? Does it feel good baby? Tell me Julie. Tell me it feels good. That’s it baby. Tell me how much you like it. It’s almost time now Julie. Almost time my love. I’m getting really close. I’m losing control. Don’t fight it now. Don’t panic. Just relax baby. It’s time.

"Oh Jesus Steve. You really are going to fuck me in the ass. Oh master please. Please don’t. Please don’t hurt me master."

"Shhhh, Shhhh, Shhhh, it’s okay Julie. Lay still and relax. I’m gonna be real gentle honey. It’ll be okay."

"Oh god please master. Please please please…"

I placed my hand over her face to muffle her speech. She was losing control. The size of my hard on was scaring her. And panic was beginning to overtake. I let my hard on fill her vagina deeply. And held her still. Then took my hand from her face and held her.

"It’s okay baby. It’s okay. Kiss me Julie."

Exasperated and out of control. Bound and helpless. There was nothing poor Julie could do to stop me. A part of me felt guilt at what I was about to do. But another part of me drove me. She had let it go this far. There was no turning back now. The brain chemicals were being released. All the emotions had surfaced. It wasn’t a game anymore. And there was nothing to do now but proceed. She was going to moan like a whore.

I slowed my pace and reamed her deeply and thoroughly in the pussy those last few thrusts. Then, reaching up with my arms I untied her wrists. And massaged her where the ropes had bitten in. Her body free and loose now. I felt her relaxing. She put her arms around me. And we repositioned ourselves. I rolled onto my back…and pulled her on top of me. Then held her about the hips and seated her firmly. And told her to ride. There was a risk in setting her free. She might try to run away. But that release had re-established her trust. And I set her on top to allow her to get back a feeling of control. She wasn’t sure whether I meant to proceed at this point. And the feeling of my cock would be extremely pleasureable now as she struggled to imagine the feel of me in her ass. And so I pumped her. And pumped her. She looked at me and smiled. A huge broad smile.

"God that feels so good Julie. You feel so good inside. Does it feel good for you?"

"Yes master. Yes it feels good. I want it to feel good for you master. I want you to come inside me now."

I knew what she was trying to do. She wanted me to come right away. In her pussy. She was afraid to take me in the ass. Having felt the length and girth of my hard on. It scared her now. Yet there was a truth in her words. She really did want it to be good for me. She was scared. And vulnerable. I took hold of her head and pulled her face to mine. And kissed her passionately yet lightly over and over as her muscles squeezed down on me.

"It’s okay Julie," I said. "I understand."

Then we rolled together to the side. And I began to position her. At first laying on her side away from me. Then I took her down flat on her stomach. And let my hard on slide between her cheeks as I massaged her back muscles and neck. I slid my cock down over her anus and slipped easily into her vagina. Then pulled back and lifted her at the hips. Bringing her up into a doggie style position. I reamed her pussy so deep from that position and she moaned a little in protest at the depth of my intrusion from that angle. But I didn’t let go. I wanted the pain to deepen. I wanted the release of endorphines in her brain to begin. Then I lay my fingertip on her asshole. Her breathing picked up and she moaned when she felt it. Knowing now that I hadn’t changed my mind. And though free to try and escape. She knew I had her pinned. That there was nowhere to go now. That it might not be as bad as she imagined. She was going to relent to my persistance. Her anus puckered hard as I touched it delicately. I knew that soon I’d be feeling that intensity on my cock. And I almost came instantly.

Without disturbing the numbing slow in and out I leaned over to reach for the tube of Jelly. She felt my body move. She must have realized what was happening. But she held still and waited. I drew a large thick line of K-Y onto my fingers and let it warm on my hand. When it reached my body temperature I let those fingers go to her anus. And spread a heavy dollop around her opening. Then I went back to the tube and retrieved another large dollop of Jelly. This time I lay it directly on her orifice. I rested my thumb still on her asshole and pressed gently through the jelly. I wanted her to draw me inside. Each time she puckered I pressed a little bit harder. And went a little bit deeper. There was a hesitation in her breathing as she reached the point where she knew that penetration was ineveitable. She squeezed really hard for a second or two. Then let go and pressed outward as my thumb turned the corner and slid beneath the tight muscular ridge. The moan took a second to come. But come it did. And she felt me inside her. I moved my cock slowly and told her to relax. I let my thumb stay put and continued deliberate thrusting on her vagina. Letting the sensations mix and blend. I knew it had to feel good. My thumb afterall is quite small. It’s intrusion easily accepted. And the intensity of stimulation it could bring I knew full well. As she adapted to it I began to lift her ass upwards with it. I found that I could easily direct and position her with only slight pressure there. It’s amazing how a girl will follow your lead when you’ve got your thumb up her ass. I pressed into the small of her back and told her to throw a hard arch for me. I felt my penis rub the side of my thumb through the membrane of flesh. Then without warning. I withdrew from her pussy. And let my cock press alongside my thumb on her rectum. And as I withdrew my thumb I pressed harder with my cock. And as my thumb slipped away into the cold air, the tip of my hard on found it’s way inside that tight outer ridge of sphincter muscle. To me the sensation was tight. As if a rubber O ring were slid on the tip of my shaft. To her the sensation must have been intense. For she let go the nicest and deepest most meaningful moan I ever heard. It made me take her deep and smooth in one thrust. It was cruel of me I know. But that moan, like the call of the wild. I had to take her there. I couldn’t hold back. And so I slipped all the way to the hilt and impaled her virgin anus hard and deep. She sucked wind hard and fast. And continued to moan more loudly as the depth of penetration took hold of her. When she began to settle down I pulled back on my cock and quickly stabbed her deep. Forcing another hard moan up her throat. Completely out of control. Determined now to ream the too good looking bitch. I let the animal surface in me. With no guilt for not holding that animal back I let her have it good. What was it about Julie? I fucked her into senseless submission. Broke her down into a limp bowl of jelly. And impaled her repeatedly with my hard shaft. With a firm grip on her breasts from behind I rutted her as deep as I could. Then I held her ear to my lips and in broken throaty rasps repeated the words "You fucking bitch" over and over. At least half a dozen times. She was moaning and crying desperately. In her own world. The rape fantasy real now as my words took her brain. And I exploded joyfully inside her. The pulsing of my hard on delivered a huge quantity of ejaculate up inside her. And it leaked out around the edges of her sore anus. I exhausted myself inside her. And even after I’d come I continued to slowly ream her rectum. Holding her tightly and inescapably in my arms as she cried. Then I pulled out of her and turned her to face me. Holding her in my arms. No words of apology. Only passion in my wet kiss. She looked at me and smiled. An embarrassed smile.

"Jesus Christ you fucker. You fucked the hell out of me. That hurt like crazy. You bastard. I knew you’d do that! But god it was so intense Steve. Thank you master. Thank you for fucking me so hard. Thank you for hurting me so deep. I feel like I’m free now. Thank you master. But God I’m going to be sore for a week. Please tell me you’ll hold off for a few days. I don’t think I could take that again."

I recovered my composure. And took her head in my hands. And shook my head side to side. "No way Julie," I said.

In the morning I’m going to hurt you like that again.

She looked back at me and laughed. "God you are such a horny fucker" She said as she smiled up at me.

Then she dropped her eyes and pouted. Looked up at me and said, "promise me you’ll be gentle master."

I smiled a huge smile.

"Of course Julie," I replied.

I lay the head of my penis on her puckered, virgin anus. Her wrists were bound together in front and pulled between her legs where they were tied off to her ankles. A spreader bar attached at her knees held her like a tripod. The head harness had dental spreader hooks attached which kept her mouth wide open while allowing her to breath easily through her mouth. The top of the head harness was attached to a waist belt at the rear and effectively held her head up. I placed her head on a thick sofa cushion in front of a mirror so I could watch her face. She was strictly secured with her mouth forced open but was in as comfortable a position as I could put her and still maintain the objective.

I was pretty certain that she had never had an orgasm before and was determined that she would have one now. She was so analytical and calculating that she was never able to let go and give in to the feeling. A powerful vibrator was plugged in with fresh batteries, ready for the appropriate moment. I wore a mask to veil my identity. She made the mistake of leaving her car unlocked at the mall. I arose from the back seat, produced a toy gun, and directed her in a disguised voice to drive to an abandoned barn where I had set up a bed in preparation for this event.

She submitted willingly. Almost too willingly, I thought, to the rough treatment I had given her while tying her up. Then she had toyed with me as I was carefully cutting away her clothing by batting her eyes at me in a provocative manner. When I finally snipped away her panties, she looked right at me with a demur gaze that said "take me, I’m yours". Although my intent was to make her come, I was getting incredibly turned on and was really enjoying the experience. It was mid day, about 2 PM and a warm breeze blew through the cracks between the old oak siding. The smell of hay perfumed the air and barnswallows could be heard rustling overhead.

I had applied a scented lubricant to my dick and was rubbing back and forth across her anus to lube her area. As I gently pressed the head of my cock to her hole she squirmed and tried to pull away. I spanked her hard 3 or 4 times with my bare hand on the ass cheeks. She cried out in pain and held still for me. Then I pressed harder with my dick, feeling the contraction of her anus as it tried to expel the invader. I spread her ass cheeks wider with my hands and kept a steady pressure, waiting for her muscles to tire. I was surprised at her tenacity. After about 30 seconds, she began to breath heavily and started trembling. I could tell that she couldn’t hold on much longer.

I felt sorry for her in a strange sort of way but could not ignore the intensity of my own pleasure. I stared directly into her eyes and she let out a deep groan as her muscles let go. It was almost as if her anus had opened up to swallow me. I resisted the temptation to plunge and instead fed the snake to her slowly while observing her changing facial expressions. Allowing it to grow and expand as it explored her interior. Her breathing became rapid and shallow. A natural response to the pain.

I forced in my cock as far as it would go. Then stopped at maximum penetration and held it there. She was powerless to stop the impending orgasm. You see when the lower bowl senses the presence of a stool, it responds by contracting. There is nothing you can do to stop it. The contraction in the bowel cascades into contraction of the other groin muscles. This is why women come so hard when fucked in the ass.

I felt the first couple of contractions after a mew moments and she tried in vain to free herself as embarrassment swept over her. The bondage was tight and relentless and I rode with her as she squirmed but I did not change position because I knew that there were stronger contractions coming. Her breathing became more regular as she adapted to the size of the intruder and began to calm down. On the third contraction, about two minutes into the penetration, I held the vibrator to her clitoris and allowed the contraction to push me out. She arched her back powerfully and thrust back her hips as she gasped in surprise at the intensity of the orgasm. I watched her asshole pucker once after it expelled my penis and then slapped her hard with my open palm to distract her and pushed back in for more as she gaped open. All the while holding the vibrator to her swollen clit. To my surprise, she pressed back against me.

Her contractions would continue for at least another minute and this was all the time I needed to come hard. I was in a relaxed position with my weight on my knees. All I could think of was how good it was going to feel spewing semen inside her rectum. Her wonderfully heart shaped ass rippled with the vibrations as I reamed her. She was coming hard now, moaning and salivating heavily, it would be over in a few seconds. I smacked her ass and plunged as deep and hard as I could. Thrusting her forward on the bed. The ejaculation was one of the greatest I had ever experienced. The shear volume of semen lubricated the passage, causing it to become very slippery and easing her pain.

As I came down from the rush, I fondled her breasts with my hands and allowed my penis to shrink within her. She was still coming, smaller contractions pressed on me. She let out a slow moan as the last of the contractions forced out my now limp rod. I released the spreader hooks from her mouth and wiped the saliva from her face. I told her that I was letting her go. She thanked me profusely over and over again. "Oh, thank you mister, thank you, thank youuuu". I pulled the mask from my face and she flushed with embarrassment. "You bastard!..., you fucker!!", she shouted. "You abducted me, scared the shit out of me and then fucked me in the ass?" "Relax", I exclaimed. "It was the only way that I could be sure you would come". "And you did come sweetheart, several times as I recall". "Tell me you didn’t enjoy it".

As she began to reply I placed my hand over her mouth to silence her. The site of her still tied up nude with her arms between her legs was turning me on already. "Now, since your still quite incapable of resistance, I don’t think I’m ready to let you go just yet". Let’s see what else we can come up with to kill the afternoon.

Steevo

Aerobic Training - by Steevo

All that training. Intense workouts. Five years of leg lifts, stretches and lunges. Hundreds of vertical miles spent on stair climbing machines. The thighs were lean but muscular and well tanned. Her calf muscles too were well delineated. At full flexure now. As were the lovely hamstrings. Nice and smooth, tight and hard. But in spite of that conditioning and the hours of toil and sweat, the firm glutial muscles were easily separated, soft and tender towards the center. And once spread, her asshole bore itself out. A lovely jewel. Perfectly formed. White skin faded to pink at the orifice. Which was wrinkled and squeezed tight. The light reflected off of the clear dollop of jelly I had placed there. And just a rim of darker red tissues protruded at the middle of her opening. Giving a hint of what lay beneath. Tightly ensconced in firm sphincter muscle. I thought of how firmly that sphincter could squeeze me. How smooth, warm and reflexive it would feel as it sought to expel me.

Her breathing was heavy but well controlled as the athletic goddess strained with all her might against my expert ropework. Her arms tensed uselessly. I had her wrists and elbows pulled together tightly and tied off around her waste. To keep her from covering her ass I had run an additional thin nylon cord from the ropes around her wrists up to a loop around her neck. The neck loop was just tight enough to bite into her skin. But wouldn’t cut off her air or blood flow to the brain unless she pulled her wrists down towards her buttocks. It also forced her elbows away from her body a bit. And made the elbow tie that much stricter. Yes the bondage was strict. But she was after all an aerobics celebrity. In perfect physical condition.. Her body begged for strict bondage.

"Poor, poor Tanya," I exclaimed. "This just isn’t going to be your day.....is it?"

"Just try to relax little girl.....Daddy will take care of you now." I used her real name, Tanya, rather than her stage name, Tory, as everyone else did. So much more personal.

She let out a series of mmmmmmphs and grummmphs. And tugged and squirmed to try and free herself. I held my naked and bound prize securely over my lap as I caught my breath. And the squirming only served to arouse my manhood. Which she could feel pressing into her belly. Her exposed and vulnerable breasts were perfectly formed. The surgeon had installed the implants through her belly button. So no scar was evident. And her mammaries were like those of a playboy centerfold from the sixties. Not giant....but firm and full. The two lobes lily white. Like her buttocks. A tan line from her two piece suit showing clearly. The areola were large and dark. Their diameter was reduced when I hardened her nipples with the slightest touch of my fingertip. And her nipples grew quickly like a hard on. Pulling the skin tighter and eliciting a submissive little whimper from her mouth. How unlike her that seemed. Always playing the dom. Always bossing around the set crew. Barking orders at the makeup girl. Bitching to the director about camera angles.

Camera angles. Hmmm. I needed to adjust the cameras and lighting.

"No mercy for you today Tanya. You’ve just been teasing me for way too long sweetie. It’s time you got your well deserved comeuppance."

I slapped her ass cheeks and watched them quiver and contract. She anticipated the next blow. Her face was beat red and the cord bit into her neck as her head swung from side to side. She tried to kick her legs but the way I had her held it didn’t do her any good. She just couldn’t get any leverage or momentum. And when they separated briefly it left an opening for me to slap her pussy from behind so she pulled her legs together and held still. The flesh on her buttocks rippled and rosed up. Her audible cries were muffled by the ball gag. I’d had trouble getting it in. And had to sit on her chest and nose hook her to pry open that stubbornly clinched mouth. She fought it. Tried to bite down. I couldn’t have done it without the nose hook. It looked really cute the way the two metal loops slid up inside her nostrils and when I pulled hard it dimpled up her nose while stretching her upper lip to reveal that top row of white teeth. Made her look like a cute little pink pig. But it must have been quite uncomfortable. I had one of the panaflex’s positioned for facial close-up the whole time. And even when I finally got her to open up and accept the inevitable, I had to really squeeze down on the hard pink rubber ball to get it in. Tears streamed down her cheeks when I finally got the largest part of the ball past her teeth. And set it firmly in place. She gagged on it and had to fight the urge to vomit for a second. But the widening of her eyes as the realization of the size of it hit her. I knew that had to happen. And it was so great to see it actually happening to her. I had dreamed about it for so long. It’s the part of the ball gagging that I like the best. The involuntary part. Well....the silence that follows the gagging is pretty good too. Especially from this particular bitch.

The star of a morning aerobics workout show. Tanya was a super model super bitch. So good looking. Long black hair and a cute dimpled nose. With high cheekbones and slender long neck. Her lips were overly large. And so voluptuous. I couldn’t wait to sample them. Why had god put that gorgeous body with that pure bitch personality?

Today I was going to get even with this little fuck puppy for teasing me for so long. I worked the set crew. Camera and lighting mostly. But now and then I had to help carrying her shit around for her. And she bossed me around like she owned me. Knowing that she was turning me on with her body. She’d stretch and pose when she knew I was looking. Bend over and hold her ankles with her knees locked straight. Letting her workout suit ride up on her thighs and pull tight on her crotch right in front of me while I sweated under the lights. Well today I was going to make her sweat. But good! No body cavity or opening would be off limits. No muscle group too weak to stretch. I knew exactly what she was capable of physically. Back bends or splits were no problem for this little minx. And she was going to get the stretching out of her career today. Inside and out.

Her buttocks sloped sharply to her lower back. And the flesh between her shoulders was bunched up by the way I had pulled her elbows together. They were cinched completely against one another. Not the type to sunbathe in the nude. Her buttocks were perfectly smooth and white. But what mesmerized me the most was the perfection of her asshole. So perfect. So tight. So desirable. My dick throbbed as I examined it in detail. The four cameras I had set up would get her from all angles. And the lights were all on providing minimum shadowing. The tapes from this little event would fetch a small fortune on the black market. My meal ticket out of this shithole job. And my chance to finally come like a motherfucker inside Tanya. I wasn’t sure which was the more valuable prize.

I watched on monitors as I positioned her. The first part of the video would show me wearing a cloth hood. Sneaking up from behind her and pulling her arms back. She went a little more spastic than I had thought. And she was in really good shape. I had to lift her bodily out of the chair and throw her face down on the ground. Which luckily was an exercise mat or else she might have been hurt. Then I sat on her and quickly snapped on the handcuffs while she struggled. After that she continued to struggle and kick. But with her hands behind her it was totally useless. I was able to keep her in the center of the screen for most of the struggle. Overpowering her. Holding her down. Stripping her naked by tearing off her clothes one piece at a time. But very carefully and deliberately making sure that she had the opportunity to fight me for each garment. Then pausing between each to let her recover and re-group herself. While the cameras whirred away. The panties were the ultimate victory. I walked around her with a hand held camera and she followed me with her eyes as I circled. Like a caged animal. Nearly naked now. Struggling to hang on to that last piece of thin cotton. Her body motions contorted by the cuffs as she rotated on her knees and rolled and struggled to keep her attacker in view. At last I set the camera on the tripod. And came down upon her. Descending like a bird of prey to rip the thin white material away. Revealing her inviting female sexual organs. I rolled around with her on the ground and made sure to display her openings to the various cameras. Spreading her ass and pointing her up at the camera. Touching the opening with my fingers. Spreading her pussy and going at her with my tongue.

She assaulted me verbally and with burning glares the whole time. Adding to the ultimate value of the videotape. Exasperating herself as she reluctantly relinquished control. Slowly losing the battle. Posing perfectly for the cameras without realizing what she was doing. Her body looked so good in the stage makeup she had put on in preparation for the promotional shoot she thought she would be doing today. Nicely trimmed pussy. Well oiled skin. When she came to work this morning she had no idea that by days end her virgin anus would be fully violated. And that she would fight to control the gag reflex when I bit gagged her. And the close-up views of her face as she received her first butt fucking would be great. It was going to be a good day. A thoroughly rewarding day.....for me. I planned to use that sexy little body for all it was worth.

"Your every orifice will be violated by me dick Tanya. Now that I’ve got you naked I’m going to fuck you so hard."

In those countries where bondage is banned by law this little tape would bring a thousand bucks a copy easy. And in LA I planned to ask even more. The rich oriental and Arabian businessmen would pay dearly for a gorgeous roundeye abduction and rape. And I planned to give them their moneys worth. Nothing like a little customer satisfaction to keep them "coming" back for more. I always thought a bondage experience should be an intimate, trusting affair. But this little bitch needed a serious spanking. And a good butt fucking. To set her straight. Of course her pussy would feel really good too. And I did plan to try and make her come for the cameras. As a matter of fact, the more I thought about it.....the more I began to think that she probably never really had come. Maybe a good anal dilation with some serious vaginal stimulation would make her come. For the first time in her life. So much pressure in front of the camera all the time. No way to let it go. Always looking so good for everyone. The thought of it took away the last remaining tinges of guilt I might have had at slipping my hardening dick inside her.

I flipped her over on her back. Her ball gagged face gazed back at me and her nipples begged for attention. The brow wrinkled. Showing pain as the weight of her body came down on her bound arms. I suddenly felt the need to touch her gently on the pussy. A magnetic attraction. It was as if her look and body position beckoned me to place my hand on her there. Spellbound and suddenly focused, I gently laid my hand upon her groin. And delicately slipped a single digit into the outer layers of labia. I looked her in the eye.

"Shit Tanya," I exclaimed.

"Is that passion I detect in your eyes?"

Her face flushed red.

"Oh my god Tanya. You really are getting turned on. Aren’t you?"

She was getting turned on. No faking it. Perhaps it was empathy with her captor. A common occurrence in kidnappings. I knew that in her state of mind it would be possible to bring her to orgasm with just a few words and the right ministrations with my fingers. I seized upon the opportunity to exert control. But this wasn’t what I had planned for the bitch. I wanted to make her suffer. Wanted to use her. Wanted to extract selfish pleasure from that way too gorgeous body. What was it about her?

"OK Tanya let’s see about making you come little girl. Now where is that hard little sweet spot? Is it here baby?"

My finger explored a little deeper inside her. Up underneath the front, where I knew it was. Placing it directly on her most sensitive bundle of ganglion. And moved it slowly in a circle. Enflaming the nerve endings.

A look of panic and confusion crossed her face. And she turned her head side to side.

"Oh shit Tanya. Don’t you realize what’s happening baby......the more you try to deny what’s coming the more intense it becomes. You know I’m just going to have you coming so hard in a second. So fucking hard Tanya. And you just can’t stop it baby. Not now. It’s too late for that. These subtle little movements of my fingertips. Like this one right here. Well it’s just going to be impossible for you to resist now. Isn’t it?"

"Mmmmmmphhhhh!," she replied.

I knew what she was feeling. Total restraint prevents all resistance. The burning pain in her backside from the debilitating spanking turned to warm heat. The moistened flesh between the legs. Now electrified by my touch. Totally nude, unable to protest verbally. Listening to the roar of air rushing through her nose. While the saliva ran from the edge of the gag. But she’d be feeling something more than that. Something that she had never felt before. The letting go. Such an up tight little girl. God was she up tight. No wonder she teased us all the time. So much unsatisfying male attention. Yet the subconscious desire for it. Unable to express her desires. For whatever reason. Too much pride perhaps. Embarrassment at her own sexuality perhaps. All ripped away now by the act of the terrifying abduction, the strict, humiliating bondage and the naked body discipline.

"It’s okay Tanya. Come for me baby. I understand honey. Just let it go."

She had to come. She was trying to fight it so hard. She didn’t want me in control. But her mind wouldn’t let it go. Her mind kept building and amplifying the sensation against her desire to control it. Keeping working her Steevo. Make her come.

"How about this Tanya? Does this feel good baby?"

I changed the rhythm and intensity of stimulation. Then I pulled the gag from her mouth. Leaving it wet and hanging around her neck. The look of it turned me on. She gasped for air and licked her lips. I let another finger deviously slip beneath the first. Stretching her opening and causing the first finger to exert more pressure on the sweet spot. Slow circular movement interspersed with deeper penetrations. Her body began to quiver. And the muscles in her thighs began to relax and contract. Instead of remaining so tight constantly. The lactic acid would be building. Adding to the chemical confusion washing through her nervous system. I intended to suddenly and deliberately focus all the stimulus. Until she was coming uncontrollably. Trying desperately to wrap her arms around the imagined image of her knight in shining armor as he came down hard on her. She looked me in the eye and I held her gaze. Confusion sweeping over her. Her look one of curious hatred mixed with growing understanding and desire. The sensations were working her into a passionate frenzy. She was mine. In every sense of the word. I hadn’t expected this. And was unprepared for the passionate sense of empathy I felt towards her. I wanted her to come now. I really wanted her to come. It wasn’t just a control thing anymore. I wanted her to feel that feeling. Unlike any other. I quickly brushed the hair from her sweat soaked forehead. And leaned over towards her. Placing my lips over her ear. I exhaled deeply. And goosebumps formed up on her. She let out a moan. And I pressed a finger through the dollop of K-Y and slipped it into her asshole. The sensation would amplify the mascinations of my other two fingers on her pussy. And give her a feeling of total submission and helplessness. Pushing her over the edge that she was teetering on.

"Oh Jesus God Steve!, " she exclaimed

"Oh Jesus that feels good! Oh god please don’t stop now"

"Come for me Tanya, come for me little girl," I whispered in her ear.

It worked. It had to work. People always underestimate the value of dirty talk. Just the mere whispering directly into her ear before you go inside, "I’m going to fuck you now", can usually set her to thrashing. And she began to quake and moan. Yes...she was coming. I could feel the contractions on my fingers. Her back was arching upwards. Pulling so tightly against the ropes that I thought her skin might break where the ropes bit into her.

"Shit Steve," I thought to myself, "this bitch is really going to come hard. You’ve got a tiger by the tail with this one."

My own desire suddenly overtook me. I pulled back away from her ear and looked her in the eye again. And as I stretched her tender flesh with my fingers and surveyed that lovely body in the throes of orgasm my own desire made me tremble.

"I wanna fuck you Tanya.....I wanna fuck you really hard."

"Oh god Steve!," she exclaimed

"I want you to come inside me! Jesus please fuck me! Oh god fuck me!"

I wrapped my arms around the smooth bound flesh and our bodies began a full contact dance of caress. My penis was throbbing with desire and dragged across her skin like a hard stick. I wanted inside her hard and I wanted inside her now. I wanted to plunge sensuously and deeply. But the strict tie made it difficult for me to find a convenient position from which to enter her. I rolled her onto the floor. She lay there tied and staring up at me wide eyed. As I looked at her in her submission my thought processes were suddenly broken.

"Wait a minute dammit," I thought to myself.

Looking at her like that made me suddenly realize that she was doing it again. Deviously taking control of me. Taking advantage of my male weakness for sex. She was going to control the outcome of this meeting. I was ready to untie her.

"No way baby," I exclaimed.

"Nice try but it’s not going to work."

I hopped down on the floor and pulled her head back by the hair. As she let out a protest cry I quickly stuffed the ball gag back in her mouth and cinched the strap real tight. Causing it to tug on the corners of her mouth. Tears welled up in her eyes and she looked right at me. But I continued steadfastly on my mission to break her. It’s for your own good Tanya. You need to be broken. Like a wild mare. I stood her up in front of the cameras. Completely naked bound and gagged she stood. A little off balance. So good looking in nude bondage. I Circled her and took hold of her wrists. I turned her around and displayed her. Pulled up on her wrists forcing her to bend over. While pulling her head up by the hair. I kicked her legs out wide and stood her up straight. Arching her back. Then I stepped around in front of her and put my hand between her legs. Looking her dead in the eye. She was so wet. So available.

"Shit you’re going to get fucked Tanya." I said.

She blinked hard and long back at me. I pulled her body to mine and my hardened penis pressed beneath her. I rubbed it back and forth. Letting it move aside the folds of flesh. Then I walked her to the workout bench and turned her away from me. She looked over her shoulder at me. Scared now. And I forced her down into a kneeling position. Facing the bench. I spread her legs and roped off her knees to the legs of the bench while she trembled. They were forced apart. Then I forced her to bend forward. Forced her to position her rump for penetration. Forced her to point that cute little asshole up at me. Forced her to accept her fate.

"Stay down!," I exclaimed.

I pulled the ball gag out of her mouth with a slippery pop and undid the strap. Then I retrieved the bit gag with reins. The metal bit was designed to hold her tongue down and it went pretty far back down the throat. There was a leather strap to hold it in and attachment reins for me to pull back on. Just putting it on caused a gag reflex in some girls. But when I pull on the reins it forces the insertion piece to touch the back of the throat and she’ll have to gag for me. It’s the ultimate head control device. I like the way the metal loop feels rubbing the underside of my prick during oral sex too.

I went to retrieve the K-Y, still sporting a throbbing hard on as I anticipated the upcoming carnal pleasures. I re-positioned the cameras. One for facial close-up. One for close up of her asshole. And the other two farther back for full body coverage from different angles. Oh she was going to look good getting butt fucked. Her virgin butt fucking captured on film for all to see. My hard on was throbbing. I knelt beside her and applied a small amount of K-Y to my penis. Not too much. She already had some on her and in her. And I wanted her to feel that big hard cock coursing in and out. Then I knelt behind her and lay the head of my penis on her tightened sphincter. I let it rest there. Tormenting her. I pulled her head up with the reins and made her gag.

"It’s going to go inside Tanya. It’s really hard and really big now. And it’s going to go inside that tight little opening baby. I’m sorry Tanya.....but it’s going to hurt at first honey."

I started to slowly drag it up and back. Letting it press down and catch the rim of her asshole a little harder each time. Dragging the edge of the rim and tugging it. Then letting it snap back. She held perfectly still. Knowing that she couldn’t stop me she must have decided that it was better to let me get a good solid angle than to have me jabbing uncontrollably.

"Oh I just know you’re going to feel so good inside Tanya. I just know those muscles are so well toned and so strong. Squeeze me good and hard Tanya. Will you do that for me please baby? Will you clamp down on me nice and hard sweetheart?"

Her ass was perfectly heart shaped and ripe for a serious stabbing. I was trembling with excitement as I felt the smooth sensation on the underside of my prick and anticipated how tight that initial penetration was going to be. How she’d squeeze down so hard and try to push me out and moan really deep. The sound emanating from deep within her abdomen. Rising to a crescendo and crashing like a wave as it escape her throat. Her abdomen was already contracting alternately in anticipation of that intrusion. I reached down and felt her pussy. As I suspected, it was soaking wet.

I raised myself up higher and angled my penis for penetration. Straight in at a 90 degree angle. She felt me move and knew it was coming. She held her breath. My legs were trembling. I would lower myself down, relaxing my leg muscles and let the weight of my body propel my penis inside her. The opening contracted and I started downward. Dimpling in her flesh as the tissues were pressed inwards. The sphincter would let go and her flesh would rebound as the penis poked it’s head inside. She tried to squeeze tightly, and then....suddenly.....her muscle hold broke and I slipped inside. Then, she clamped down hard on me reflexively as I forced myself to full penetration depth within her body cavity. She let out that deep throated moan as the realization overtook her conscious control. And I made her gag by pulling on the reins. God it felt so fucking good having that gorgeous body clutching me like that.

You know the nice thing about a gag reflex is that it causes the contraction of the sphincter muscle. That’s why the pony reins and gag bit are such a great sexual enhancement tool. I like it too when the gag reflex is sustained for a second or two and the fingers and toes spread wide and the abdomen muscles contract.

I held her in place by pinning her in the anus with my prick and I rode her with the reins. Using them to hold her head up for the camera. Alternately pulling to force a gag when I wanted that contraction or wanted to display her for the camera. Her body was so gorgeous. And her nipples stood erect as her back arched.

"Oh god you feel so good Tanya. So fucking tight. God you’re tight. How did you ever get so tight baby? Yes...that’s it! Clamp down on me baby. Clamp down on me hard. Now gaaaag for me bitch. That’s it! Really gaaaag hard!"

I pulled hard on the reins and thrust savagely. She just looked so fucking good. My fantasies ran crazy as I reamed her ass and controlled her contractions with the gag. She looked like she was about 16 years old to me. A little virgin tease getting fucked in the ass for the first time. I was really using her hard. Really letting go on her. It must have been those years of sexual frustration coming out in me. Suddenly I had to look into her eyes. Her anus had loosened up somewhat. The muscles unable to sustain that contraction rate under dilation from my penis. So I pulled out of her. Through down the reins and flipped her on her back. I quickly wrapped the reins around the workout bench, securing her head to the bench. Then I pulled up her ankles and used the remaining length of reins to tie her ankles up near her shoulders. So she was essentially face roped to the bench with her arms tied together beneath her. They lifted her up so her asshole and pussy were staring right up at me. Beckoning me to come inside. I dropped to my knees and placed my tongue right on that cute little pussy. Her asshole was gaping wide so I licked the rim of it and felt it close up tight. I knelt up and re-opened it with a single smooth thrust as she moaned and looked right into her eyes. She really did look like a little teenage girl.

"How do you like anal Tanya? Does it feel good baby?"

She tried to shake her head side to side. But I took hold of the gag bit with both hands from the front and pressed it down. Stretching the corners of her mouth.. She gagged to the point of vomiting and I quickly let up.

"Was that a yes Tanya? I thought I heard you say yes. Oh well...I’m ready for a little change now. I’m just going to go ahead and try out that tight little pussy now. I want to feel that long tight carnal tunnel."

As I pulled out of her she sighed deeply with relief. Her asshole must have been burning. There was no blood on my penis because I had lubed her so heavily. But the way I had changed angle of attack and penetration depth while doing it had left her fully dilated and swollen. She would be sore for a day at least. But right now that pain was going to make her come. All I had to do was use the right words and the appropriate vaginal stimulation.

"Oh god Tanya. I’m so sorry for hurting you like that. God it must have hurt like crazy. I’ll make it up to you baby. I promise." She was in her own world. My words barely getting through. Abusive language, dirty talk, even passionate prose....it didn’t matter. Only parts of it were getting through. Her mind was consumed with physical stimulation. And her only conscious thoughts were...."what will I feel next?.....How can I diminish the pain." I actually felt sorry for her. One word sentences would penetrate that veil. One word sentences and heavy vaginal stimulation would send her to flying. Send her to coming. She was flying. The classic response of the sub when she’s in her own world. She could hurt herself if I wasn’t careful. By pulling too hard against the restraints while she came. Oblivious to all stimulus as her brain concentrated all mental thought processing on the trillions of electrical stimuli being sent from the neurons in her groin. It was changing her permanently. Re-working her mental model of the world. She’d never be the same after this. She’d be a different person. A better person....I hoped. I had to make it happen. I had to re-program her for the better. I quickly checked the ankle and arm restraints to insure that the forces would be spread over a large enough area so as not to cause bleeding or rope burn.

OK Steevo....use everything you’ve ever learned now. Everything you know. Make her come like crazy. Make her want you back. Don’t leave her hating. Leave her wanting.

"Hug me hard Tanya. Clinch down on my cock. Wrap me in warm flesh and squeeze. Come Tanya. Come. Come. Come. Come. Come now baby. Come." I kept repeating the one word over and over in her ear. Whispering the word, come. And I pressed my hardened penis to her and slipped deeply inside. Her head slipped back and her mouth opened wide. It was everything she ever wanted. Everything she needed. I rode up higher on her and let the top of my shaft rub her clitoris. With each thrust the head of my penis pressed against her anus from the inside. As if it were trying to get out through her asshole. The combination of clitoral stimulation with the anal pressure had to be intense after that ass reaming.

She pulled her head up against the restraints and stared at me with the most intense gaze I’d ever seen. Her eyes unwavering. Her forehead clinched. A dead eyed catatonic stare right into my soul. Beckoning me to keep up the intensity.

"Yes Tanya!....Yes!...Yes!...Yes!"

I repeated over and over as I thrust harder and deeper inside her. I decided there was no longer any reason to hold back my own passionate fury. And I plunged savagely and rutted her until the muscles in my neck were ready to burst and I exploded with semen inside her. The whole time she hadn’t broken eye contact once or changed the expression on her face. Just stared into me with that "god let me have it" look. Straining against the bit gag. And as my body fluids rushed into her I felt as if I were giving her a gift. A precious gift.

When I collapsed on top of her she let her head fall back and I pulled the gag from her mouth. Then I began kissing her and caressing her head. Caring sympathy in my touch. And it dawned on me then.....that I loved her. I loved her. That was it. That’s why I’d gone to all this trouble. Made all the preparations. Carefully planning my attack. It was just simple love. And suddenly I felt so foolish. I quickly untied her ankles and let her legs fall down limp on either side of the bench. And I gathered up her body in my arms and sat her up and held her close as if she were my first born baby. Caressing her and hugging.

"God I’m so sorry Tanya. Oh god I’m sorry baby. Oh please forgive me Tanya."

Tears began to well up in my eyes. And she pulled her head back. And looked at me. And said...

"I love you Steve. I’ve always loved you."

Roadtrip by Steevo - steevo5@hotmail.com

Four lanes of smooth blacktop lay ahead of me. I always liked this section of 85. I was heading south out of Atlanta. Traffic was light at this time of day and I pressed down on the accelerator. Feeling the smooth quiet power kick in and pressing me back in the seat. Not many troopers on this stretch of road.

It was a rental. Brand new Lumina, with a V-6. And she rode comfortably at 80. I rolled down the window and smelled that sweet smell of southern yellow pine. Two days of tension began to fade away as the aroma and the warm wind worked on me. It had been a rough couple of days. The meetings that brought me down here were important. But they were a pain in the ass. Get me back to the real workers and the machines.

We were too white and too male. That was the corporate line. And it left middle management populated with a bunch of in-experienced diversity candidate wanna-be’s. Hand picked by the perverts at the top. Most of them in their late twenties to middle thirties. Usually chosen because of the way they tilted their heads when they spoke. Or drew out their speech with a sultry flair wearing tight short skirts and gold wristlets I didn’t hold anything against them. They were just doing what they knew how. And it certainly beat watching the balding middle aged climbers bantering for position on the corporate pole. But there were a couple that really set me off. Lacking in experience, insensitive to the blood sweat and tears put in by the working men and women that built the company. Kissing top management’s ass with talk of downsizing and improved labor efficiency. Sometimes they beat the shit out of me in the meetings. And you had to keep your eye on them, always looking over your shoulder. Because they were gunning for you.

This meeting was the worst. The VP of engineering and the head of personnel together in the same room. Two of the hottest chicks I’ve ever seen. When they walked in the room, worked stopped. Were talking high heeled pumps and open V neck blouses with white pantyhose. The wide tight leather belts were the worst for me to handle. The VP of engineering, she had a habit of playing with her pen. Twirling it around those smooth fingers with the high gloss polish and resting it on her lower lip when she looked at you across the table. Black eyeliner rimming luscious red lipstick. I wanted her bad. And she knew it too. Just give me ten minutes alone with that bitch. I’d have her hogtied on that conference table with a gag in her mouth as fast as you can say restructuring. I’d take particular pleasure in putting a real tight crotch rope on that cute little ass and lifting her up off the table with it. And I’d really like to chew on her ear while I fingered her pussy. All the other corporate climbers feared her. She was a threat to their masculinity. Not me. All I wanted to do was fuck the shit out of her. I imagined what she’d look like with a fresh squirt of my semen spread across her face. After I’d finished reaming her asshole good and giving her a thorough bare assed spanking. She definitely needed one.

The head of personnel. A blonde doe-eyed beauty. I’d have her strapped up so tight with that belt she’s wearing. And I’d rip off those white pantyhose and use them to bind her wrists over the back of that chair. I’d love to see the shocked look on her face when I ripped open the front of that expensive silk blouse with a single yank. And that laced bra she’s wearing with the catch in the front would open up real easy. I’d grab those pretty little panties and pull them between the cheeks of her ass and pussy. Harder and harder until they finally ripped off. Then I’d stuff them in her mouth. I wouldn’t need a strap to hold them in either. Because if she spit them out I’d put her over my knee and redden her bottom but good. I’d just love to see her firm little ass cheeks ripple with the impact of my bare hand. No more talk of cutbacks and downsizing out of that bitch. I’d give her one hard smack for each of the hard working folk she let go. And it would take all day.

I think I’d bend the two of them over the conference table, side by side. Then tie their legs off tight to the legs of the table. Spreader bars on the ankles would be nice. Then I’d tie their wrists in front and stretch them out over the table, securing them flat on their bellies. Two pieces of prime ass, bent over the table side by side. I’d like to watch their faces when I pulled up their skirts and ripped off their panties. Exposing their bare asses. Puckering to try and close up their cheeks................... Emmmm......Emmmmm......Good.

While I butt fucked the one, I could be spanking and finger fucking the other. I’d go back and forth between them. The head of personnel, she’s a real clean freak. I’d spew on her face first, and make the two of them lick it......and spread it around on their faces. Then I’d get myself hard again and pound and fuck their pussies and asses alternately for hours. Letting one close up tight while I loosened up the other with a stiff dick. God would that be great. It would certainly be a different kind of meeting the next time around. I’ll bet they wouldn’t report me either. Too embarrassed to lay out the details in court.

The fantasy helped me to come down from the meeting. But I was still worked up pretty good. I needed to spend a few hours in therapy............ Physical therapy that is. I needed someone to suck my cock and rub my inner thighs. Someone to roll over and play dead for me. Someone willing to let me use them for an afternoon. To let me go inside where it’s nice and warm and tight. Where I could pound out my frustrations. I pressed down harder on the accelerator.

At first it was just a flicker of gold through the heat waves in my rearview mirror. Then I realized it was a car. Approaching fast. I was doing 85. He must be doing 100. I backed down to 70 just in case it was an unmarked and watched. As the car came closer, I saw that it was a sports car. Closing speed had to be 30. Then I noticed that the driver had a hairdo. "Had to be a chick," I thought. As she came closer I waited for her to change lanes but she stayed right on me. At the last second, she veered into the left lane and came by me, nearly clipping my left rear bumper and forcing me to maneuver right. I caught a quick glimpse as she went by. The license plate read "Dominique".

"God damned son of a bitch," I said. The car was a Lexus Lx coupe. She reminded me of the personnel babe from the meeting. "No fuckin way," I thought. "Not this time". I floored it and went after her. And I was impressed with the acceleration of the lumina. Even if it was a chevy. I took her up to 110 and closed the gap on the Lexus. "What are you fucking doing Steevo," I thought to myself. "You’re gonna get yourself killed over this bitch."

As I approached her from behind she accelerated up to 120. I stayed with her. Rpm’s were running close to redline. She could have blown me away with that Lexus, but I think she was scared to go faster. The car starts to feel a little light at that speed and you realize that it’s the wind your fighting, not the road.

I pursued her for a couple miles. We passed a few startled motorists. My eyes were fixed on her rearview mirror. Hoping to lock gaze when she looked back. I decided that I wouldn’t try to pass. After all, I didn’t want to see her end up dead just for being a bitch on the highway. She looked back at me nervously now and again. A long vacant stretch of highway loomed on the horizon. There was one exit about a mile down the road.

It was a gutsy move. I might have tried it myself had I been in her shoes. But I knew she was going to do it. So I waited and watched. We came up fast on the exit. Driving in the left lane. When we were about 500 yards out, she downshifted and dropped into the exit lane. It was marked 35. She hit it at about 90. I trailed back a few hundred feet and came down hard on the antilocks. She would have made it if it hadn’t been for the loose gravel. But there was no way she could hold it at that speed on the gravel.

The car skidded halfway into the turn and slid off the road into the dense pines. Luckily, she didn’t roll and just grazed a couple of trees before coming to rest with a metal clanging thump against one. Way back down in the woods. I drove down into the trees. I figured she might be seriously hurt. My heart was pumping fast. I would be found responsible. She’d eat me up in court. Since I was traveling on business, they’d call it a safety violation and fire my ass. But her safety was the most important thing right now. So I ran from my car towards her. When I got up close to her car, the door flew open and she jumped out. "Are you OK miss?", I asked. She was furious..........................And gorgeous.

Her hair was silky yellow blond, long and smooth, she was wearing a white business suit and high healed shoes. The kind with leather ties that crisscross up the ankle. Her long luscious bare legs were shiny and smooth. I would guess her to be in her late twenties. She was definitely of northern European ancestry with smooth white skin and high cheekbones. She might have been a model accept she probably had a little too much meet on her thighs and ass. The tight skirt was just above the knee in length but was pulled up because of the way she jumped from the car. I could see the top of her thigh. It distracted my gaze for an instant.

She took two steps towards me, "You fucking son of a bitch", she said. And she came at me with a sloppy right roundhouse punch. I knew she meant business because her fist was closed tight. This swing was meant to hurt me. The years of martial arts training kicked in instantly. I remember the instructor saying that the objective of the training was to achieve what the Buddhist monks called a state of "no mind". Your defensive response had to be automatic.....without thinking..... thus mindless, to be truly effective. The karate student devoted his study to achieving this state of no mind. I guess it was a little too much for me. But I was glad for the training now.

The counter was simple. You threw up your left forearm to block the attackers strike, which in this case was a wide open punch. Her arm was way too far out away from her body to be an effective, defensible strike. After blocking the blow, you wrap your arm around the attackers, bringing your forearm up underneath her elbow. Then you bring your right hand over to her shoulder and grab your right arm with your left hand, which is already wrapped around her arm. The attacker is completely at your mercy. Simply leaning back could break the arm at the elbow. A strike to the shoulder with your right hand while leaning back would dislocate the shoulder. Or you could strike the attacker in the throat and kill them instantly, hammerfist their chest and break ribs or you could do what I did.....Kick your right leg up high between your body and the attackers. Then bring it back down on the back of their legs, sweeping their legs completely out from under them. With your right hand you slap the chest at the solar plexus. The attacker goes down flat on their back. You still control the right arm and you can follow up with a punch to the face when their down if you want. I put my right hand to her throat and held her down hard with it, still controlling her right arm with mine.

She bucked like a mule and tried to kick and squirm away but I pressed harder until she began to choke out. I brought her just to the edge of consciousness, then backed off. Her body relaxed when I let off a little. I suddenly realized how close together our bodies were. And I felt the softness of her breasts on my arm. Her neck in my hand was slender and smooth. Her hair was strewn across her face and in her mouth and it spread out around her head against the backdrop of the pine needles. She was breathing hard, and I stared into her eyes. That did it......My hormones suddenly took over. This chick was going to get fucked.

Not one of those lubby dubby fucks either. She was going to get it hard in the ass. A bare handed spanking, butt fucking mother of a fuck. The gall of this chick...........strutting around in that dress with those shoes in front of all the guys. Probably fuckin with their heads and teasing them all day. Then screaming down the road at 100 miles per hour with no regard for the safety of others. And to top it off she attacks the guy that was willing to risk his pension for her safety. Yah, she was gonna get it hard. We were way back down in the woods. And nobody had seen us go in.

She must have seen it in my eyes. Because her eyes suddenly got real big. They changed from the close together, forward looking eyes of the attacking wolf, to the wide open spread apart eyes of the deer seeking flight. It dawned on her that she had fucked up big time. She shouldn’t have attacked me like that. And now she was going to get fucked for it. That look wasn’t going to work on me. Too late to play the helpless defenseless victim. I had seen her closed fist coming at my face. And it was time for the counter punch.

I held her neck tight and examine her body in more detail. The waistcoat was open in front. And her blouse was untucked from the struggle. I could see her belly button just above where the wide leather belt cut into her skin. "The belt would be useful," I thought. She was breathing hard and I watched the swell of her breasts as they rose and fell. I put my right hand on her pussy and cupped it. She looked at me in horror. "You know what I’m thinking, don’t you?", I thought. I held onto her arm and stood up with her. Then I spun her around and brought her arm up behind her back. And brought my other arm around her neck to pull her into a back arch with her ear right by my mouth.

"Pretty little things like you need to be more mindful of your manners", I said in her ear. And I dragged her over to the car. I reached around in front of her and pulled the lapels on her coat back. I yanked the coat down to her wrists. It bunched up and effectively held her hands tightly behind her. She was wearing a 2 carat diamond wedding band. I brought my hands back up and held her breasts. "Oh Dominique", I said. "What nice little titties you have". I tried to unbutton her blouse but she started to struggle and kick. So I quickly ripped open her blouse and pulled up her bra. Then I pushed her face down on the hood of the car. And held her head down on the hood. Squashing her tits against the shiny metal surface. "Listen up Dominique", I said. "That was a nasty little stunt you pulled back there. Attacking the guy that came down here to help you. Under normal circumstances, I’m a pretty nice guy. But you caught me in the wrong mood today baby. And you really pissed me off. Well there’s one thing you can do that will make me feel a lot better. So just keep your mouth shut and go with it. It’ll be a lot easier for you. When I’m through with you, we’re going to get your pretty little ass back in that car and send you home to papa to face the music. Maybe he’ll go a little easier on you, but I doubt it, considering how you just did about twenty thousand dollars damage to his car."

The way I was holding her head down there was no way she could respond. And I didn’t want to hear her anyway. There were broken pine sticks laying on the top of the car. I grabbed one that was about 2 inches in diameter and 2 feet long. Then I grabbed her long silky hair and pulled her head up. I stuck the stick in her mouth and grabbed one end with each hand. Pulling it into her mouth like a horse bit and pulling her head up to mine. Then I whispered hoarsely in her ear.

"I know your a real tight ass baby. Let’s see what we can do about loosening up your attitude........shall we?" My hips were pressed into her buttocks. And my dick was pressing urgently at her back door. I steered her head from side to side a few times with the stick and rubbed my pelvis against hers just to let her know that I was in control and to heighten my sexual anxiety. She struggled to free her hands but was helpless against the fabric of the coat. Her body resisted nicely as I twisted her back and forth. Neck muscles straining, forehead wrinkled in fear, nostrils flared wide as she sucked for air through her nose. Saliva mixing with the sticky pine sap as she bit down on the soft wood. Her mid body was real flexible and I was able to rotate her torso over a wide range. She probably worked out a lot. "Don’t let go of that stick Dominique. Or you’re gonna get it", I said in her ear. I let go of the stick and reached down to undo her belt. I let my hands roam down and feel her smooth outer thighs. God was she a babe. I pulled up the skirt and reached around to feel the front of her thighs but she was squeezed up against the car. I undid the belt and pulled it off, laying it on the hood of the car. Then I quickly grasped the skirt by it’s hem on both sides and pulled it down around her ankles in a single yank. It took a little force to pull it over her ass cheeks and they rippled on rebound. I was on my knees behind her, with my face staring at her panty clad behind. They were white with little red hearts on them. One side was pulled up real tight into her crack. Probably from the struggle. Her upper thighs were smooth and tight. She was going to be a good fuck. My mouth fell open in awe and saliva pooled in my mouth as I let my hands roam the backs of her thighs.

That’s when she let me have it. "You stupid son of a bitch!", I thought. As I recovered from the blow. She had clasped her hands together and thumped me on the head with all her might. Luckily she caught me on the forehead and not the eye. But it still hurt pretty good. Now I was really pissed. I grasped the panties and stood up quickly. Grabbed her hair at the back of her neck and thrust her down onto the hood. She spit out the stick as she went down and I pulled the panties up between her cheeks until they tore loose. Then I reached around and stuffed them into her shocked face. I grabbed the belt. "I told you not to let go of that stick Dominique", I said. Then I brought the belt down hard on her ass. Her flesh rippled with the impact. It was a good smack that made a nice sound. I watched for a reaction. It took about a half second for her to realize the intensity of the pain. But she let out a serious shriek through the panty gag when it hit her. Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack came down the belt as I really let her have it. With each powerful stroke she screamed in pain. I decided I was going to whip her hard and long and break her down into a whimpering bowl of jelly before I fucked her. I wanted her completely broken and submissive. She was going to have a changed attitude when I got through with her.

I remembered the whippings dad had given us as small boys. And how much it hurt. It hurt so bad you couldn’t stand it. But after a while, the pain from the individual blows all joined together and became a searing heat. That’s what I wanted her to feel. I don’t think she had ever been spanked before. Smack, smack, smack, smack, smack...I continued. Really warming up and getting into it. I crisscrossed her beautiful ass and the top of her thighs. Striking hard enough to bring up a bright crimson color to contrast with her lily white skin. I continued the beating until she was balling like a baby. She reached down between her legs and held her hand over her swollen pussy to guard it from the belt and she began to message it violently. "Oh dominique.........Your getting a little turned on....aren’t you?", I said. And I stepped up my intensity. Savagely beating her as she arched and squirmed and cried.

At last my arm began to get tired and I decided that I didn’t want to bruise her too badly so I abruptly stopped the whipping. She continued to rub her pussy and lay limp and sobbing over the hood of the car. Her breathing was sporadic and every now and then she sucked for air. Her red bottom staring up at me with one eye open. Watching her rippling bottom and her body rebounding from the impact of the belt had given me a tremendous hard on. And I was ready to fuck her hard. I leaned over her and pulled the hair away from her face. "Did your old man ever fuck you in the ass Dominique? Did he ever really open you up with a serious pounding? Did he make you come so hard that you couldn’t see straight? I’m gonna get your shit on my dick now Dominique".

I wanted to fuck her right now. But I didn’t want her to bleed. So as she lay there and sobbed, I dropped to my knees and put my two hands flat on her crimsom behind. There were some streaks of blue beginning to appear that would later develop into bruises. She gasped in pain from the touch of my hand and I pulled her ass cheeks gently apart. She continued to rub her pussy with one hand. I licked the rim of her asshole lightly, then a little harder. I worked up some saliva and spit onto her puckering hole. Then I worked it in with my tongue. Spreading and kneading the sphincter muscle. Preparing it to be stretched wide. My dick was pulsing with anticipation. I let my hands wander upwards and massaged the small of her back. Her waist was smooth and thin. I brought my tongue down to where her hand was working and lubed the area where she was rubbing. Then I left the entire area dripping with saliva. It must have felt cold with the breeze blowing on that saliva.

I stood up and set my swollen tip on the center of her hole and waited for the ineveitable pucker. When it came, I leaned into her and the hardened shaft dilated the sphincter and began it’s journey past the tight wall of muscle. Boy was she tight. Her mouth stretched wide open as the sensation overcame her and the saliva soaked panty began to fall out. But she didn’t make a sound. The taught muscles in her jaw and neck told me all I needed to hear. The opening of the virgin sphincter in combination with the lingering pain had to be awesome. I felt the vibration as her hand began to work itself into a frenzy on her pussy. And I began a slow grinding fuck. Her moans became audible and drove me to thrust harder. The sight of my dick grinding in and out of her heart shaped ass was something to behold. I could see the straps from the shoes wrapped tightly around her ankles and I imagined that they were bound together tightly. I fucked her harder and harder and harder.......until I was on the crest of a massive explosion. Then I grabbed her by the hair and rudely pulled her off the hood of the car and thrust her to the ground. I held her hair in my left hand and directed a voluminous squirt of semen onto the panty that hung half in, half out of her mouth. Then I pressed the panty into her mouth with the tip of my dick and pushed it towards the back of her throat. Causing her to gag forcefully. There I delivered a couple more powerful squirts of seminal fluids. My dick was streaked with the brown stains from the inside of her anus. The last ejection I let go on her cheek. Just below the eye. And it trailed across her lips. Leaving my creamy white mark for her to clean off.

I pulled away from her and zipped up my pants. "You can go home to papa now", I said. And I started for my car. She sat on the ground and looked up at me. Her body still trembling slightly. Her lower lip extended, mouth halfway open, the dirty panties in her hand now. Her other hand held over her crotch. Completely submissive. A tinge of guilt swept over me. And I didn’t want to leave her. Seeing her sitting there on the ground with a tear streaked face and her skirt pulled down around her ankles, she looked so hurt and innocent. I kneeled down to her, and took her head in my hands. And stroked the hair off her come stained face. And I kissed her gently on the lips. Just a peck. But she leaned into it, and kissed me back. I pulled away to look into her eyes. But they were closed, and her mouth hung open in the air. Waiting for me to kiss her again. We left her car there. And we drove away from the scene together. Me driving, her sleeping with her head in my lap.

Steevo

Swoooosh!..............The dart leapt to life. And took flight towards its target. Moving silently and swiftly through the still morning air. The target was the large muscle on the right thigh. Impact there would be the most effective. Although the buttock would work almost as well. The victim would feel a small prick. Like that of a deerfly.

Loyola wouldn’t have me in 1984. One damned B was all it took. So I joined the guard and spent two years in the Philippines. Providing a service to my country, and becoming an expert in camouflage and small arms tactics. During my stay in the Philippines, I delved into the realm of herbal medicines. Was in the Philippines that I met Mei.

A witch the locals called her. The lone survivor of a misguided napalm strike that had wiped out her entire village. She emerged at the age of six from the burning embers. They say the gods intervened to save her, and she had the look in her eyes. Mei was moved to an orphanage for young girls in the Philippines. Most of whom later found employment selling their flesh in the brothels of the far east. She had the perfect Asian body. Long jet black hair. Smooth bronze colored skin. Small but round breasts. And a youthful face. The madam who took Mei had culled her from a large group of orphans at the age of 12. She immediately saw in her eyes that she had an uncanny ability to focus. And would be of great value to the brothel. But Mei was not like the other girls in the house. The local men feared her and refused to patronize her. She allowed herself to be used only by a select few. Most of whom were well educated scientists, physicians and entrepreneurs visiting from afar. After satisfying them, she would study their ways. "She could see it in their eyes", she later told me. Those who understood. She stubbornly refused to entertain guests that did not suit her. She taught me nearly everything I know about concoctions derived from the tropical plants of the jungle. And how they could be used for good or evil purposes.

I met Mei when she was 38.........I was 24. She was running the brothel then. I was summoned to assist her with a sick girl. Mei hypnotized me almost immediately with her sultry voice and enchanting eyes. I was always curious as to why she had selected me to spend time with as she had a host of attractive suitors. Her body, while no longer that of a teenager, had aged to perfection. In the two years I spent there, she taught me things about myself that I would not have learned elsewhere.

The memory of our first oral encounter is etched in my brain. She forced me to stand and would not allow me to touch her body. "Stand here with your legs at shoulder width", she ordered me. Fully clothed, she knelt before me. She bowed her head in a brief prayer. Then gazed up at me with those enchanting eyes. My gaze locked upon hers and transfixed there, unable to look away. She cocked her head and smiled at me. It was a "little girl" smile that caused my dick to explode to attention. As if she were able to transform herself into the face and body of a 16 year old virgin. Her lips were wet and inviting. She undid my fatigues and slid them down with a speed and efficiency that amazed me. Then she took me into her mouth. All the while staring into my eyes. Her skillful tongue twirling, lip pinching and teeth grazing were unreal. And when she took me into the back of her throat, she inhaled forcefully. Causing a strong suction. She brought me to the edge of ejaculation repeatedly. Knowing just when to stop, and how long to wait before resuming. She wound me through an erotic maze. My eyes began to lose focus and my head began to spin.

Then she did the most unusual thing with her index finger. She slipped it up my ass and massaged my sexual glands from the inside. She climaxed me in about 5 seconds. By applying just the right pressure in just the right way, internal with her finger, external with her sweet mouth, and mentally with her hypnotic gaze. I literally exploded within her and cried out loudly in ecstasy. The cry, so loud, that it could be heard throughout the brothel and onward down the street. She milked a voluminous quantity of ejaculate from my organs and I collapsed to my knees. Embarrassed by the loud cry I had let out. "Steve", she said. "The root of all passion is here, in the head, not here, in the body". And she licked my pulsing organ as it lie down. The girls of the brothel giggled at me as I walked by that night, returning to the base. They too knew of Mei’s power to please men.

I spent every leave with Mei. During our first lovemaking, we took hours masturbating one another. Talking through the physical sensations that got us most excited. Learning just the right rhythm and touch to stimulate each other to the greatest extent possible. I learned that in oriental philosophy, the events of our lives bring us closer to, or farther from, heaven. That the spirits of the dead can inhabit the living. And that during orgasm we achieve the summit of what is possible here on earth. To heighten and maintain that summit for as long as possible was the goal of all sexual encounters Mei taught me that a woman can achieve orgasm sitting on the edge of a chair during a business meeting if her focus is adequate. And that women can slip into fantasy quickly and without warning. If a man could recognize it. He could use it to his advantage.

I lost Mei about two weeks before my tour of duty was to end. She was raped and murdered by a gang of road bandits. I went into a fit of wild rage and dispair. And we set up a special operation that night to avenged her death. It was the only time I ever took pleasure in killing a man. But it did nothing to suffice my pain. And I wailed for her. I lapsed into a depression that lasted for 10 years. She haunted my dreams. Sometimes I saw her making love to me, lowering herself slowly onto my hardened shaft, her hair hanging down around my face, and I awoke to find that I had wetted the bed. On bad nights, I envisioned her being brutalized by the bandits and awoke in a heated sweat. Grasping for my gun. Although I received attention from some of the most available ladies around, I could not form a lasting relationship with another woman. And I lived in a world of seclusion.

My life changed suddenly when, a beautiful young woman moved in next door to me. Lily was the new kindergarten teacher at the school. The first time I lay eyes on her she entranced me. She was bringing in groceries from the car on a hot summer day. Her modest shorts heaved up as she reached across the seat to retrieve a bag. Exposing the upper part of her thigh and just a hint of her pantyline. She was in excellent physical condition. And wore white socks and tennis shoes. Like Mei, she had jet black hair, but with a little kink to it. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her and she caught my gaze. Only for a second. But it was a long second. In that instant I thought I saw a hint of Mei’s eyes in hers. Then I caught myself ........blushed red faced and turned away. She continued to stare for a second afterward. Then caught herself and turned away.

I am embarrassed to admit what I did that night. I can’t believe that I actually did it. But I’m glad I did. I knew the risks, but was driven by an insatiable desire. And I had to follow through with it. I retrieved my old cammo gear from the closet and recharged the batteries in my infra-red night site. At dusk, I crawled into her yard, climbed the antenna mast to her roof and positioned myself outside her window. I was wearing blackface to hide the whiteness of my skin. She came into the bedroom about nine. Then she walked right up to the window, inches from my face and looked out. In the direction of my house. I was pressed flat against the second story wall, frozen with fear. Then when I realized that she couldn’t see me because the light was on in her room, I feared that she would close the curtain. But she didn’t. She seemed to sigh with resignation and turn away.

She sat on the edge of the bed and began to disrobe. I unbuttoned my pants as I watched. She took off her tennis shoes and socks. Then she stood up and slid down those shorts over long smooth legs. Lily’s skin was perfection itself. She kept her knees straight as she bent over. Accentuating her panty clad behind. She stayed bent over for a second or two. Then began swaying side to side and rising up like a belly dancer. I practically ripped off my underwear trying to get at my dick. She stood in front of the mirror and hopped up on her toes, causing the muscles in her calves to tighten. She propped up her tits and stared at herself for a moment, turning her body from side to side as she surveyed herself, then she began to slowly remove her shirt. She reached up behind her back and popped off her bra like a rubber band. And her perky, milky white breasts popped out. I was jacking hard and fast now.

What happened next made me so hot that I practically dove through the glass to get at her. She walked over to the closet and removed a garment bag. From the bag she retrieved a handful of long silk scarves. She sat on the edge of the bed and looped one around each ankle. Next she knelt on the bed and tied her ankles up to her thighs. This kept her forced in a kneeling position. She massaged her breasts and rubbed her crotch as she stared at herself in the mirror. My mouth hung open and I positioned myself directly in front of the window. Oblivious to the fact that I was in a vulnerable position and could be seen silhouetted from the street. She selected one and began stuffing it in her mouth until it caused her cheeks to bulge. She tied another scarf around her head real tight to hold in the gag and pulled a pair of gold ornamental handcuffs from the bag. She attached them behind her back. Then she fell forward on the bed and began to squirm. Clutching the blankets and pillows with her legs and humping up and down. Her body was so beautiful as it contorted, her muscles so firm, her need so deep........I spewed semen on the windowpane.

I wondered later if in some extra sensory way Lily could have felt the warm slippery fluid, satisfying and lubricating her passage.

The next day, I followed her to the bike path near my home. "That’s how she got those beautiful legs", I thought. "She’s a skater". She put on her in-line skates and began to circle in the parking lot. She was extremely strong and graceful. Turning from forward to back with ease. Then she took off down the path and disappeared from view. I became obsessed with her and obtained a detailed map of the bike path and surrounding sites and set up an ambush. She had bondage fantasies. Mei taught me that these fantasies were manifestations of a womans need to return to the womb. To be tightly ensconced in the warm darkness, searching with her mouth for the tits that would provide the milk of life. I decided I would give her what she desired.

The dart was tipped with a quinine derivative that would render her unconscious within a few seconds of injection. If I calculated her body weight and metabolic rate accurately. She would begin to lose consciousness here. At a switchback along a heavily wooded section of the trail. The infrared lasers that I had setup along the path indicated no other bikers or skaters coming at the moment. I always liked the blowgun as a close range assault weapon. It was lightweight with no moving parts, and made no sound. It caused very little pain and produced no blood. An excellent choice for close up encounters. The shot was perfect, and the microfine needle punctured the skin at mid thigh. The momentum propelling the fluid into her flesh. Blood flow in the muscle would carry the venom to her nervous system where it would effect her immediately. She cried out "ouch" and wrinkled her brow for a second. One, two three more thrusts with her legs and then........a waver. I had calculated perfectly, "thank you Mei", I thought. I stepped from the woods in front of her. Her momentum carried her the last few feet and she fell into my waiting outstretched arms. As she fell against my chest, I watched her eyes roll back in their sockets.

I threw Lily’s weight over my shoulder and ran into the woods. There I laid her down and administered the antidote. There would be no side effects or hangovers. Her body was warm and damp, still breathing heavily, even as she slept. She was wearing black biker shorts that accentuated her hipline. And a sleeveless tight workout shirt, bare midriff, over an exercise bra. I rolled her over and unhooked the bra. Her breasts needed to be free to perspire and breath. Then I rolled her onto her back. I couldn’t help but sneak a peak. So with trembling hands I lifted up her shirt and peered beneath. I placed one hand on her sweaty breasts and the other over her crotch. It would have been so easy. And I wanted her so badly............but I had to get moving.

I administered a hypodermic filled with a sleeping drug that would keep her out for the few hours that I needed. Then bound her ankles and knees with soft braided nylon rope. I placed her hands at her sides and bound them tightly to her waist. As I positioned her body to apply the ropes, my dick got as hard as a rock. Her body in bondage was truly a sight to behold and I decided that I could really get into this bondage stuff. I supported her head with my hand as I lifted her. She seemed weightless. My car was parked a few yards away. Hatch popped in readiness. I lay her on the floor and covered her with a blanket. Then sped home with my prize. I backed into the garage and locked the garage and all house doors. I carried her to my bedroom and laid her out on my bed. She slept soundly through it all. I removed every stitch of clothing from her body and hungrily took in her loveliness with dilated pupils. I applied disinfectant to the dart wound. Her flesh had an erotic aura to it. I was completely naked, and climbed over her without touching her body. Then I began a kissing caress. I surveyed every nook and cranny of her body with my lips and positioned her in all sorts of bizarre and unusual ways while my hardened member slid across her flesh. Many of the positions, Mei had taught me, would heighten her sense of arousal. They certainly enhanced mine.

She would be awakening soon, so I attached fleece lined, cow-hide, ankle and wrist restraints to her. And tied her off in a spread-eagle position to the bed. I covered her with a linen sheet and tied a white silk scarf over her eyes as she began to stir. I didn’t want to do it, for I wanted to look into her eyes. But I felt that it would calm her, as a thoroughbred horse before a race, or in heavy traffic.

My objective was simple, but I wondered what it was about Lily that caused me to take action in such a way. I intended to take her to her nirvana, the highest state of life on earth, by fulfilling her deepest and darkest fantasy. I would need to be strict. For I knew that was what she wanted from her display in the window. But gentle, for too much fear would weaken her state of arousal. When finished, I would inject her with a sleeping drug and return her to her own bed. There she would awaken, and wonder if it had really happened.

I touched her groin through the linen sheet and coaxed her from sleep with a pubic massage. In the seconds before awakening, she flexed her muscles and contracted on my hand. Then she gasped and the muscles in her neck became tight. She thrashed about, pulling hard on the restraints and tilting her head from side to side in a futile attempt to dislodge the blindfold. "Relax Lily", I said in a soft but firm voice. "I’m not going to harm you". "Who are you?...........Where am I?............What do you want?", she replied. "Let me go!". I didn’t say a word. For it was time to begin the fantasy. I grabbed the silk scarf, balled it up with the corners folded inwards so her throat wouldn’t be tickled by them. And held it to her mouth. "Open up your mouth Lily", I commanded. She thrashed her head from side to side and pulled so hard on the restraints that I feared they would break. But the rope was strong and the limb restraints secure. I chased her mouth back and forth with the scarf for what seemed like an eternity and she clinched her teeth tightly. I could have forced the gag upon her. But she couldn’t keep up the fight forever and I wanted her to accept the gag on her own. She began to whimper and cry as she realized the futility of her efforts. She had to get over this hump to realize the pleasures that waited beyond. I kept at her.

At last, she let her head fall still, and opened her mouth just a bit. As if to say, go ahead, have your way. But I did not press in the gag, instead I kissed her lips, and placed my right hand on her breast. She returned the kiss passionately, relieved that I had not forced in the gag, and hoping that by complying with me she would find mercy. She left her mouth hanging open after the long passionate kiss. I seized the opportunity and popped the wadded up ball of cloth in her mouth before she could realize what was happening. I continued to stuff until the entire piece was in her mouth. She mmmmmphed and grummmmphed. I held it in with my palm and whispered in her ear "Lily, I’m not going to hurt you". I attached the other scarf tightly about her head to hold in the gag. I cinched it up with a head jerking tug that caused her to mmmmph and left the gag real tight.

Now she would begin her flight to nirvana. Strictly secured, naked, exposed and vulnerable. In complete darkness. Unable to see the mystery man that controlled her. Not sure what was coming next. Hoping that he would keep his promise not to harm her. And something else. A hint of sexual arousal brewing just beneath the surface and soon to explode.

I climbed on top of her prostrate form and untied the wrist cuffs from the securing ropes. The weight of my body was on her now. And my head was by hers. My hard cock pressed into her belly. She could hear me breathing heavily. As I detached the ropes I made sure to keep a firm hold of her wrists. Then I sat her up in bed and clipped the cuffs together behind her back. I released her legs from the restraints and stood her up. Holding the cuffs with my right hand I used my left hand to steady her as she rose from the bed. It’s easy to lose your balance when your blindfolded. Try closing your eyes and standing on one leg sometime. I attached her arms to an overhead hook and stood back to survey her. She stood in silence, feeling my eyes upon her. Her beautiful naked form was mine for the taking. She tried to cross her legs but realized that it was an uncomfortable position. So she finally spread them slightly. "Shoulder width", I heard Mei say. I walked slowly around her. Stopping occasionally to study her body from particularly enticing angles. I knelt before her and caressed her strong legs one at a time. All the way up the inner thigh. She could have kicked me, but she didn’t. Then I massaged her buttocks and lower back and pressed my face to her groin. I licked her quickly, with the tip of my tongue. Then pulled away. Her chest began to heave. I touched a finger to her asshole, held it for a long second, and moved it slightly. She flushed red with embarrassment. Then I stood up, facing her and grasped her hair with my left hand. I pulled her head straight back, exposing her long slender neck. I kissed her there and began to message her clit. The way Mei had taught me.

Some women like a slow circular rub. Others prefer up and down or a combination. Applied force, speed, number of fingers and contact area are other variables. And it all has to be timed just right. Since I didn’t know how she liked it, I did it the way Mei had liked. Slow circles with bursts of high speed up and down thrown in. You had to avoid over stimulation, but know when she wanted it hard by reading the body language. It was hard to do it right with the gag in her mouth. For I couldn’t read her responses.

"Promise you won’t say a word Lily, and I’ll take the gag out of your mouth". She nodded her head in agreement. When I pulled the soaked gag from her mouth, she gasped for air. I wiped off the excess saliva from her lips while she caught her breath. Then I held her head in my hands and kissed her softly on the lips. Our tongues met mid way and began to explore. Suddenly, my passion overtook me and I threw my arms around her and squeezed her body tightly to mine. I pressed hard on her face and dove into her mouth with my tongue. I pulled her tighter, seeking with my arms to find a way to pull her entire body inside of me. I had to see her eyes. To look into the soul of the person who could have such power over me. I ripped the blindfold from her face and pulled back to look at her.

I saw it then............and it all became clear. She had Mei’s spirit within her........and she was gazing back at me. It was the "I’m only sixteen mister" look that she used to make men go so hard and fast on her. She held her mouth open, staring at me................"take me Steve"............."take me now", she rasped.

She inhaled quickly and gasped at the intensity of my thrust. But she adapted quickly to the organs size and she humped it. It made me pump her so hard. The chains rattled overhead as our vexing bodies impaled one another. The years of sexual frustration and depression cleared away and were replaced by fresh air as I inhaled deeply and pounded into her. I had her feet off the floor. And her legs wrapped around me. She let her head hang back and began to moan harder with each successive thrust as the vibrations rippled through her. We were climbing the mountain. The mountain to nirvana. I cried out in ecstasy as I ejaculated into her. As I had during our first oral encounter. And again, afterward as I hung on her, was embarrassed by the outcry.

I was to learn later that the spirit of Mei’s village had inhabited her body in the instant of the napalm blast. She carried within her the mixed sexual fantasies and experiences of each member of the village. No wonder she was so good in bed. Her spirit had sensed my pain, and had joined with the spirit of Lily’s to bring me back into the light of day.

Steevo

Skull Fucked -  by Steevo

We stood and held one another, very softly kissing for a lingering moment. There was a sincerity and kindness in her face. And her body felt warm and soft. It was the kind of kiss you gave someone when you were saying goodbye. A kiss that says, "I love you so much." But she wasn’t saying goodbye.

My relationship with Vickie had been bizarre from the outset. I was her master, and she my slave in every respect sexually. Yet there was nothing I wouldn’t do for her. Nothing I wouldn’t do to coax her to orgasm. During our first meeting, Vickie lay in bed under the covers. Completely nude. And waited for me to arrive. She’d left the key in the mailbox. And I let myself in. She lay under the covers trembling as I disrobed. And I slid in beside her naked body. My hard on bulging with anticipation as we explored each other’s bodies in the darkness. We felt before we saw. And I was deep inside her pussy on the verge of orgasm the first time I saw her face in the brightening dawn. She was an anal virgin that morning. But by noon she had given her ass over to me entirely. Her limbs secured to the bedposts. Face down spread eagle, with a pillow beneath her pelvis to hold her up. She was taking all of the pain I could offer up her ass and and giving back pleasure contractions as only a true slave can do for her master. During those first few visits with one another we tried everything. Her body was perfect for bondage. Her breasts large and soft, like her buttocks. And her thighs were so smooth.

But there was something she couldn’t do for me no matter how hard she tried. And she wanted so badly to do it. Fore she knew how powerful and kinky my desire. It was her difficulty with oral sex. My cock is not giant. But it is larger than average at 7 inches. And whenever she’d try to take me more than a few inches into her mouth she’d gag heavily and cough. Turning her head away quickly. She wanted to take me deeper. But she couldn’t overcome the gag reflex. I never indicated to her that I was disappointed. I loved the way she twirled her tongue and suckled me until I spewed milky white on her tongue. But she could tell by my desperate reflex actions and the grip of my hands on her head that I wanted to plunge my cock right on down her throat. So she asked me to do this thing for her.

She wanted to be taught. And she knew there was only one way. She’d have to submit herself to forced intrusion. To ask of me that I force her. So she did.

I was to feel no guilt during the training procedure. For it was an act of love. I’d tie her into position tightly. With no possibility that heavy struggle would allow her escape. Then lift her head up, and force myself down her throat. She’d spasm and fight aggressively at first. She knew it. She told me so. And she wanted me to disregard her completely. She knew she’d ultimately succumb to the relentless control of her throat. And give in to my plunging penis. And she’d time her breathing with my thrusts as her body fell into submission. Until I spewed like a fountain directly into her stomach. The first time would be the most difficult. But we were clear on one thing. No matter how she begged me to stop. No matter how tearful her pleas for mercy, I was to take her all the way down the throat. And she wanted me to come heavily inside her with the maximum force I could deliver. To fuck her skull as she put it. There was to be no holding back. When we sealed the agreement that night I gave her the most intense oral massage I’d ever given a woman. I wanted her to come.

Morning is the horniest time of day for me. So when we awoke at dawn I turned her sleeping body. Rubbed her shoulders and lower back to awaken her from slumber. And began to wrap her slender ankles in rope. I tied her on her stomach. Completely nude. It was different this time. As if I were preparing her for execution. The feel of her skin on my hands was electric. I felt her fear. As if I were feeling inside her brain and knew what she was feeling. I turned her body and positioned her head out over the edge of the bed. Her legs were spread wide and her ankles attached to the bedposts. I brought her hands behind her back. And took many turns with white nylon around her wrists. I knew she’d struggle furiously. And I wanted the force spread over as great a distance as possible to avoid rope burn. A tightly knotted crotchrope secured her tied wrists in position in the small of her back. And I made sure to tie little teaser knots in the crotchrope to rub against her clitoris and anus while she struggled. They would distract her. Possibly even make her come during those few moments of shear panic as she fought to breath. She was soaking wet with lubricant. And it made me wonder if a woman gets wet when she’s being prepared for hanging. I knelt before her. Our faces inches apart. And asked her one last time. "Are you sure Vickie? Are you sure you want to go through with this." She looked up at me and pushed out her lips towards mine. And we kissed. A little tear forming in the corner of her eye. And she said to me then, "do it just as we agreed Steve. Take my throat deeply and without remorse. Force me to serve you master."

I looked back at her for a long moment. And kissed her one last time. There was no turning back now. Even if she begged me to stop I wouldn’t. It was agreed. I brought forth the ring gag. It was a one and three quarter inch steel ring. With thin suede straps attached on either side. My dick could fit through it only with the aid of lubricant. It would hold her mouth open and prevent her from biting me during a desperate moment. I pulled back her hair, and cupped the ring to her mouth. She opened to accept it. And she began to tremble immediately as she bit down on the steel ring. I wanted to pull it out and stop there. But the rules were quite clear. She would suffer the panic of restricted air passage. As a drowning person must do. But she would survive. And she would learn to deep throat. I owed it to her not to turn back now. So I held the ring in tightly. And cinched the leather straps tight. I wanted to insure that she couldn’t spit it out or rotate it. She’d worn it before. But never this tight. And it pulled back sharply on the corners of her mouth as she let the drool come. She looked up at me fearfully as I began to undress.

I moved quickly now. There was no sense prolonging the inevitable. And as I stood up to take off my pants I surveyed her nude body. Bound face down. Her buttocks so available for intercourse. I fantasized about fucking her in the ass as my hard on grew. Even considered lubing her up and opening her anus first. Taking my cock from her ass to her mouth would intensify her feeling of helpless submission. But I held back the impulse. The deep throating would be hard enough with out that now. So I decided to hold off until later. She’d offer herself to me like that later. I knew that about her. She always knew what I wanted. My desire took control of my conscious as I considered it. She was nothing but a female body now. An object to be fucked hard. Should I have felt guilt for dropping into the role of master so easily? It was always my weakness. But I had to believe that she loved me for it. Loved me for the fact that I intended to use her as hard as I could.

I leaned over her and smacked her buttocks hard with my hand twice. And she cried out in pain. I spanked her because the urge overtook me. I wanted to do it. But the pain would distract her too. It was for her own good. So I let her have a couple more good ones and watched her cheeks ripple with vibration as she moaned to me through the gag. Then I reached over her ass and around between her legs and spread apart her protective folds of flesh with my fingers. Exposing her clitoris to cold air. Then with my index digit I touched it ever so lightly. Then a gentle press. And a movement. And another press. And a circle. She humped up reflexively as I knew she must. And I slapped her butt cheek hard again. Quickly I grabbed up the nose hook. And as she struggled to turn away from it I grasped her hair and lifted her head. I let the looped hooks slide up inside her nostrils and I tugged upwards. Her head followed. It had to. There’s was no fighting the nose hook.

I held her head up with the nosehook and let the tip of my penis begin to rub against her face. All around I went. Letting it brush along her cheeks and forehead. Into her eye sockets gently. And around her ears. Then I dipped the tip of it through the ring and sampled her saliva. The ring gag makes you drool uncontrollably. So I dragged saliva over her lips and around the ring. Lubricating it. As my hard on pulsed in anticipation. Finally I pulled up on the nose hook to straighten her throat….and squeezed into the ring. My penis thinned to penetrate it. Then as it came through the flesh followed. Bulging on the inside of her mouth. I took her to the back of the throat and she belched really hard. I pulled out quickly. And ran to the kitchen to get a bowl. I wanted it at the ready if she couldn’t fight the urge to vomit. When I came back she was struggling to free herself. I knew then how scared she’d become. That first deep belch was an indication of how intense it was going to be. And she saw the bowl in my hand and began to shake her head side to side as she moaned to be set free. Her eyes wide beckoned to me for mercy. I walked over to her. My hard on bulging in front of her face. And I hooked her nose again. Lifted her head up. And sent my hard on straight through the ring to the back of her throat. She opened her mouth wide enough to expel the ring as she gagged forcefully. But with the straps so tight. And my cock holding the ring. There just wasn’t any opportunity at all to expel it. And though she was choking violently. I was only 3 to 4 inches in. There were two more long inches of hard cock to go. And it would mean more pressure. And the turning of that cockhead down her esophagus. My cock would have to penetrate into her throat. She looked at me unseeing. A catatonic look focused on infinity. The light was getting in. But the data wasn’t going to her brain. Her being was focused on those powerful survival reflexes now. The urge to expel that which invades the throat. The fight or flight instinct. Made useless with simple effective bondage. I felt the curve in the back of her mouth and forced myself on down around the corner. Her throat was ribbed and slippery. And I pressed until I bottomed out on her chin. My cock fully impaling her mouth now. Her hands splayed as she fought the ropes. I know she'd have vomited in an instant if I pulled back. So I held it there. All the way in. Like a butt plug. And she squirmed for her life against those ropes as she gagged on my cock. I held her that way for a good three or four seconds. Then I pulled out. And she gasped for air and spit a little vomit. Which I collected in the bowl.

"Jesus your throat feels good Vickie."

I wiped the spittle from her chin and took another stab straight back at her face and let my cock slide straight in this time. All the way down it went. Her eyeballs were bulging as her throat hollowed out to accept me. I knew I had to establish a rhythm that she could predict. She’d be desperately trying to control her airflow. So I started a full rhythmic thrusting motion. Like a pre-programmed sequence I began to ream out her throat. Each press would force a gag reflex which I’d defeat and silence as my cock slid down her throat. My belly impacting with her forehead as her nose pressed into me. Then on the rebound I’d pull out and she’d have to decide whether to waste energy and time with a vomiting posture, or quickly take in fresh air. At first she’d hold that choking gag look. But after a few slow presses down her throat that made her buck like a mule, she began to time her breathing with my thrusts. She had to do it that way. It was the only way to get air. I loved the hollow belching sound she made and the suckling wet sounds. I took hold of her head in my hands and began to thrust powerfully. Leaning into her I pounded with vigor and lustful greed. She was getting thoroughly skull fucked now. Tears were streaming down her cheeks when at last I let go and pumped a gallon of seminal fluid down her throat and on into her stomach

I left my cock to soak in her warm throat and moved it slowly in and out. Feeling her throat flexing with my hands as I enjoyed the warmth and flexure. The deep belching gags. And the sound of her rushing air around my cock as it shrank away inside her.

"There there now babydoll. It’s all over honey. "

I undid the ring gag and ropes. And turned her over onto her back. She was as limp as a dead body. And absolutely soaking wet between the legs. I spread them…..and kissed her face. And then I held the powerful vibrating magic wand perfectly still on her clitoris. The relief was so intense. And the pleasure of that vibrator took her mind instantly. I held my face to hers and kissed her softly on the lips as I began to chant the words "come now Vickie." Over and over. In a deep low note. Hypnotically taking her. And with unbridled passion she came for me. With arching back posture and hard sit on the wand she came for me. She came like a good little slave for her master.

Steevo

Studying Hard - by Steevo - steevo5@hotmail.com

I was always a little behind my peers when it came to life experiences. I didn’t even lose my virginity until my senior year at college, University of Illinois, 1982.

It was the first day of classes. An advanced quantum mechanics course. I was contemplating whether or not a black hole could be stable if there were a repulsive component to the gravitational potential when she walked through the door........Wearing thigh high shorts, a tight fitting - sleeveless halter top, and sandals over bare feet. I had seen her before on campus but never this close. The first thing I noticed were her feet. Exquisitely smooth, long slender toes and red toe polish. Her legs looked as smooth as silk. Not a hair on them. Shapely calves and thighs with just the right amount of muscle tone. Not over worked but soft and shapely. Feminine to the core. I knew they had to be flexible too. The tight fitting black shorts had a lace fringe on them that gave them a youthful look. She was a little hippy, but all her curves were in the right places. Her ultra thin waste cascaded out to her buttocks making it appear that her back were arched all the time. She had long silky blond hair that extended halfway down her back. A beautifully shaped face with a cute dimpled nose and high cheekbones. Her long slender neck cried out for a hard biting. And her breasts were firm and round but not overly large. They were about the right size but you could tell that she was still growing in that area. Her wrists were thin and her hands delicate. I imagined myself carefully wrapping them with soft rope.

I had her tied in about ten positions in the first few seconds after seeing her and my dick was getting harder by the second. She must have noticed that I was staring at her legs and decided to have a little fun with me because she walked straight at me with a sexy sway and a big smile. I had my head down and was trying not to appear obvious as I watched her come towards me. I fidgeted in my chair, blushing red faced and trying to hide the hard on that was obviously bulging. She sat down right next to me. This one knew what she was doing I thought. She was teasing me to beat the band. Knowing the effect she was having and loving every minute of it.

Of course she was completely out of reach for a nerd like me. She had to be intelligent just to be in this class and I had nothing to offer compared to all the other male studs strutting their shit around on campus. I was way too skinny, no sun tan, with shabby dark brown hair. I couldn’t even talk to women, let alone seduce one. All I cared about was science, or so most people thought. In fact, I had an intense bondage fetish that went all the way back to pre-pubescence. I had discreetly mail ordered magazines books and videos and spent nearly half my income on the stuff. I was heavily into XXX movies also. Anal, oral gangbang, you name it, I was into it. I jacked off every morning and every night and sometimes in between. I worshipped only two things. The beauty of the female form, and the enormity and physical forces of the universe. My life was destined to be a constant struggle to understand both.

During the first couple of weeks of class I gained enough courage to find out her name, Shawnda, and determined that she was having no difficulty with even the most advanced concepts in the course. I fantasized about her constantly. Asked her questions when I didn’t need help, and slowly evolved a plan to obtain her. The plan would take courage, the kind of courage that I had never before been able to muster. I would need to speak in a controlled manner even though I was pissing my pants with fear.

On the day before the midterm exam, I approached her.

"Would you like to get together tonight and study?", I said.

I couldn’t believe I had said it. And it had come out reasonably well.

She looked up at me and said, "sure, where would you like to do it?" Wow! A positive response.

"The only place I can get any real work done is at my apartment" , I responded.

It was working, she was falling into my plan. I controlled myself long enough to give her directions to my place, then escaped to the bathroom. Heart racing, sweat on my brow and breathing heavily.

The plan was simple and would require that I speak only three words. My only hope was that she would respond as I had anticipated from my observations of her behavior around other guys. If she didn’t, I would be publicly humiliated and face the legal ramifications of my act. But there were only two things in life worth living for........ sex, and science. I decided to face the challenge and throw my fate to the wind.

I went to the hardware store and purchased the items I would need: A 100 foot long soft nylon rope, a nerf ball, dog collar, an eye bolt and some duct tape. I purchased a pair of handcuffs at the local adult bookstore.

I placed the handcuffs in the back pocket of my blue genes and waited for the knock on the door. When it came, I began to tremble. I slapped myself hard on the face to gain control of myself and approached the door, trembling. She stepped in. At first I couldn’t believe my eyes. There she stood, the most beautiful creature in the universe, standing in front of me with that incredibly sexy body. How could this be? She was wearing tight fitting blue gene cutoffs and a plaid flannel shirt with the top few bottons undone and tied at the waste. I could see her bellybutton. Her hair was tied back in a ponytail and she was holding her books in her arms. God was she cute. Mixed emotions ran through my brain until one predominant thought began to emerge. The beast was rising within me. I wanted her more than anything on earth and I was going to have her. Suddenly my direction was clear, and I took hold of the authority I now felt and strode up to her confidently. "Let me take your books", I said. She handed them to me and I set them on the table.

I stood directly in front of her, leveled my gaze on her eyes and said in a clear authoritative voice "turn around". Shawnda’s eyes dilated instantly and her mouth dropped open. I maintained a steady gaze. It was the kind of gaze that said, "I’m in control and it would be better for you if you do as you are told". She stared back at me for what seemed like an eternity. A look of shocked disbelief on her face. Her lower lip, wet with saliva protruded slightly. Her eyes that had been dilated, in a "fight or flight" response took on a look of excited resignation. As if she were fantasizing. She stared straight ahead. Not looking at me but into the fantasy. I could see her heart thumping within her chest. She kept her gaze straight ahead and slowly began to turn. My dick leapt to attention.

She turned away from me in an almost catatonic state, as if I had hypnotized her. Maybe I had. I produced the handcuffs, took her right hand in mine and slowly attached the cuffs. Click, click, click, click, click as the cuff was tightened. "Relax", I said in her ear with a throaty rasp. Then I took her left hand and pulled it back behind her back. Moving slowly so as not to distract her from the fantasy or scare her into flight, I attached the other end of the cuff. Then I made sure the handcuffs were tight enough by giving each wrist one more click. Her forearms and wrists were so delicate. I held the chain with my right hand, placed my left hand around her just under the breasts and turned her back around to face me again. She slowly became aware of her predicament and began to get excited, "what are you going to do with ....." , I stifled her last word with a full open mouthed kiss and leapt into her fantasy world. Spiraling out of control in a frenzy of lust. My hands roamed every nook and cranny of her lovely young body through the tight cutoffs and loose flannel shirt as I raked her mouth, face and neck with my teeth between wet sloppy kisses. I wanted to tear the clothes from her body and fuck the shit out of her right there on the floor. She too was breathing heavily and my attentions had knocked her off balance, causing her to lean into me for support. She wanted it and was ready to take it.

Then a thought occurred to me....."No, don’t do it............. that’s what the others would do......she’s much to intelligent for that......stick with the plan.......make her yours".

I grabbed her by the ponytail and pulled her head back, staring at her open mouth, then into her eyes, like a predator in heat. Her lips were wet and puckered from the violent kissing, gasping to catch her breath, her eyes stared back at me. It suddenly occurred to her that I was no ordinary man. The intensity of my fantasies ran deeper and were much more bizarre than the simple sex cravings of the others. She started to shake her head from side to side. "Oh Nooooooo", she said. "let me go".

I had to avoid loosing control of the situation. I placed my hand over her mouth tightly. Her eyes went wide and she started breathing heavily through her nose. I walked her struggling over to the kitchen table where the other items were waiting. "Your going to be OK Shawnda, calm down", I said in her ear. She continued to struggle and kick. I forced her onto her back on the table and held her down by the neck as she started to struggle more violently.

I was concerned that with all the thrashing around she was doing that she might hurt herself so I climbed up on top of her. Still holding my hand over her mouth. I had to tie her up quickly but one hand was needed to cover her mouth. I reached for the nerf ball and squeezed it into my palm so she couldn’t see it. I released my hand from her mouth and she responded as I knew she would. She started to cry out. As she did so, I quickly forced the compressed ball into her mouth. She bit down to try and stop me but it was too late. "Don’t fight it Shawnda", I said. I was able to force in the rest of the giant ball a little bit at a time with my fingers as she thrashed about until it was entirely within her mouth. It caused her cheeks to bulge. She looked at me with angry eyes and spoke with Aaaarghs and grummmmphs. I grabbed the roll of duct tape and slapped one end on her cheek. Then I pulled off a long section and wrapped it tightly over the gag and around her head. I made several successively tighter loops with the tape to insure that she didn’t spit out the ball. It was an extremely strict gag. Effective too I might add. She was absolutely unable to utter a single sound other than low volume ummmmphs. Her cheeks bulged out around the edge of the tape. I’ve got a real gag fetish, and the look of her young face so strictly secured made my dick as hard as a rock. She was breathing heavily through her nose now and would have to slow down her kicking in order to get enough air. I seized upon the opportunity and quickly turned her over onto her belly. She tried to kick me so I grabbed the handcuff chain, pulled her arms up towards the ceiling and began spanking her ass. I spanked her ruthlessly, slapping her ass cheeks harder and harder with my palm until it had the desired effect. She moaned though the gag and tears formed in the corner of her eyes. "Calm down!" I cried. "You’re going to hurt yourself. I grabbed for the rope and quickly took a few quick loops around her ankles. It wasn’t as neat as I liked but would have to do for now. This was the first time I had tied real human flesh. Her legs were as smooth as silk. Her flesh, soft and compliant, bulged nicely around the rope. Next I cinched up her elbows tightly. "This is to keep you from hurting your wrists on the handcuffs", I explained. I decided to take a few loops around her knees to keep her from using her legs to move across the table. Then I pulled her ankles up to her wrists and tied them off. Completing a strict hogtie. I didn’t need the handcuffs anymore so I took them off. I sat back in the chair, gasping for breath. "That was quite a little workout you gave me Shawnda".

"Do you exercise alot?" She stared back at me with a hateful glare, sucking air through her nose, and gave a few more mmmphs, arrrrrghs and grummmphs. I sat back in the chair and began a thorough survey of her body. And what a body it was.

I brushed the hair from her eyes and consoled her. "It’s OK Shawnda, you’re going to enjoy this", I said. "Just relax now baby and catch your breath". "If you’re real nice, I might even take off the gag". She lay there and stared back at me. Obviously infuriated. I pushed her over onto her side, exposing her stretched underbelly and groin. "Oh Shawnda", I said. "What a beautiful body you have. We are going to have some fun". I leaned over her and put my lips real close to her ear, and whispered "I know you’re not a virgin Shawnda..............but we’re going to try some new things today". Goosebumps rose up on her neck. I reached down and began to rub her groin with my open palm. She began to breath heavily through her nose. Still whispering in her ear, I said "Does that feel good Shawnda? Am I getting you a little excited? Having trouble breathing are we? I’ll take off the gag if you promise to be a good little girl and do what I say?" She nodded her head and let out a little whimper. "Now Shawnda, I’m going to remove the gag. But if you make any noise I’m going to have to spank you again and the gag will be much stricter next time. You wouldn’t like that......would you?" She nodded her head from side to side.

It took me about 5 minutes to get the gag off. The tape was really stuck to her hair and I didn’t want to hurt her. I had to cut it into little pieces and take them out of her hair one at a time. After I took it off I messaged her face and mouth and kissed her softly on the lips. Then I began to disrobe. I wanted to be completely naked in her presence while she was still clothed. She lay in bondage and watched with quiet apprehension as I peeled off my shirt, unbuckled my pants and let them fall to the floor. She tried to look away but her gaze was drawn back to me. I stripped to my underwear and approached her. The bulge was huge. When I got up close, I pulled down my skivvies and my dick sprung out into the air. Right before her eyes. I don’t think she had ever seen one this close before in the full light of day. "You know what this is for. Don’t you Shawnda?"

"Please", she said. "Let me go.....I’ll do anything you ask". I pulled her to the edge of the table and rested my cock on the side of her face. Then I leaned over her and began un-buttoning her shirt. She took me into her mouth. I guess she figured it was better than having that big thing prodding all over her face. At least she could control it that way. "Ohhhhh Shawnda, that feels so gooood".

The inside of her mouth was warm and wet. Incredibly slippery too. Her tongue caressed wonderfully. I had never had a blowjob before. It would be real easy to get used to this. I pulled open her shorts and slid my hand beneath her underwear. Her young pussy was surrounded by soft pubic hair. I began exploring the folds of moist flesh. Probing and spreading. Marveling at the gift of nature. "Tell me Shawnda. Is it true that women like to have something to suck on when they are doing it? Or is that just a myth created by men?" I went back down and began kissing her lips. She pulled back slightly and said "It’s true Steve". I wondered why she said that. Was it just a ploy to make me ease up or was she really getting into this?

She really looked good in a hogtie. The way her butt cheeks bulged into the arch in her back and her hams were accentuated. But I figured she was getting pretty uncomfortable and it wasn’t a good position for me to mount her comfortably. So I untied her legs and let them sprawl out on the table. I messaged them for a minute to loosen them up. All the while staring at her ass. I pulled off her shorts and panties. My eyes devouring her and my dick like a rocket ready to launch. Then I stood her up to face me. Her arms were bound good and tight at the elbows and wrists. This caused her tits to swell outward towards me. Her shirt was un-buttoned and her bare flesh readily available to me. I stared into her eyes and began kissing her. I rubbed the top of my shaft against her wetness. We stumbled to the wall and I took up a firm position in front of her. I lifted my dick and let the underside of it press against her belly. Then I slowly lowered myself down. Bringing the tip closer and closer to the opening where it would be engulfed by her moist flesh. I pulled up her bra and took hold of both nipples. Then I simultaneously pinched both nipples, kissed her lips and slid my prick inside her. Our eyes had been locked in a passionate stare but when I slipped inside her she let her head go back and her eyebrows wrinkled with pain. Then I noticed that the furrowed brow of pain was replaced by raised eyebrows. As if she had decided "this isn’t so bad, I can handle it".

Unlike the mouth, her pussy was tight, deep and warm. I couldn’t believe how far into her body my cock extended. It had to be pressing against her diaphragm. I know it had never been this large before. It’s passage seemed to be having quite an effect on her. It would feel real good to let go a blast of semen inside there. I stared into her face and pumped her harder now. Nearly lifting her bodily off the floor. "You feel so fucking good inside Shawnda", I whispered in her ear. She was breathing erratically, possibly due to the prodding of my dick, her mouth halfway open. I brought my hands up to her face and slipped my fingers into her mouth as I thrust her up and down. Grasping her lower jaw. "Go ahead Shawnda, suck on these". I reached a point where I was ready to explode and abruptly pulled out. I had to save myself for the grand finale.

I walked her over to the kitchen table and made her stand facing it. Then I tied off her right leg to the right table leg. As I started to tie off her left leg to the left table leg she began to get worried. She knew that she was in a position where anything was possible and one thing in particular was exposed. "Steve, what are you going to do?" she asked fearfully. "Don’t worry Shawnda, your going to love it", I replied. I attached the dog collar around her neck. The screw eyelet was already mounted in the center of the table. Providing a secure anchor point. I grabbed the nerf ball. "Your going to need this", I said. "Oh Steve, please Steve, no please Steve, arrrrgh...mmmmph". I pressed the ball into her mouth. This time she held it in. Knowing that it was futile to try and spit it out. For I had proven that I could and would gag her strictly if she resisted. I secured it with a short piece of duct tape. Her eyes stared back at me with a have mercy look. Next, I ran the rope through the eyelet on the table and attached it to her collar. I pulled the rope and began to slowly bend her over the table. I pressed down on her shoulders while pulling, continuing to bend her over. Her resistance was futile. Eventually, I secured the collar to the eyelet. She struggled a little bit to test the eyelet but eventually realized that she couldn’t move and stood still.

What a beautiful sight. Her ass was exposed and accessible. Pussy just beneath needing to be rubbed, tightly stretched hams were firm and inviting. Her ass cheeks were flawless and smooth with a wonderful tan line. And her bung hole was perfectly formed, hot pink in color and tempting as hell. She tried to cover her ass with her hands so I moved them out of the way. I licked my index finger and began messaging her hole. Getting it ready for my cock. "Shawnda......I’m going to fuck you in the ass", I whispered in her ear as I rubbed. "Don’t be frightened, I know how to do it without hurting you". She let out a long low moan through the gag.

I continued to press harder around the outside of her hole. Increasing blood flow to the sphinctor and stretching it out. But I didn’t want to penetrate her with my finger. The opening of her virgin anus would be reserved for my penis. I wanted to feel how tight it really was. "Don’t worry Shawnda, I’m going to make you come baby". I decided I needed a vibrator of some kind to stimulate her to orgasm when I fucked her asshole. The only thing I had available was an air powered jitterbug sander. This thing was extremely powerful and could harm her so I wrapped it in cloth to dampen the excitations. I would hold the flat pad against her clit. It was going to be intense. I stood behind her and lay the head of my cock on her hole. I was trembling with anticipation. Shawnda was trembling with fear. "Don’t worry baby. I’m gonna go real slow at first. You won’t even realize I’m inside until I change directions." I flipped on the sander and held it on her to distract from the initial pain and began to press at the opening. The vibrator was so powerful that she was contracting rhythmically against it. During a lapse of contraction, the head of my cock slipped past the taught ring of muscle and went into the warm interior. I pressed slowly so as not to shock her and continued pressing until my balls bottomed out on her pussy. I was right about the direction change. When I began to pull back, she arched her back violently. Suddenly realizing the enormity of the anal intruder and letting out a deep throated moan. I pulled completely out and watched the opening close up tight as she clamped down. "Oh Shawnda, your going to need a little lubrication, aren’t you?" She nodded her head vigorously. I retrieved a small dollop of crisco and placed it on her opening. I whispered in her ear, "Shawnda, there is no repulsive term in the gravitational potential field. That’s the only way black holes can be stable and attractive". I pressed my shaft to her and slid inside. Boy was it nice in there. Warm and tight. I was going to fuck her good. Animal instincts overtook me and I ground in and out harder and harder. I played with the angle and observed her responses until I found just the right one. My cock looked so good going in and out of her tight sphinctor. I reached forward and tore off the gag. She let out a scream of pain but began to moan intensely. I pressed the sander hard to her pussy and spewed my joy juice inside her rectum so fucking hard I couldn’t believe it. It was messy, but it glistened on her flesh as it ran out the gaping hole and she let out a sigh.

I released the collar and untied her. "Ok Shawnda, do what you must", I said. She hurriedly put on her clothes as I watched. Then she turned on me and attacked. "You mother fucker!", she shouted and began pelting me with blows. "Mother fuckin son of a bitch", she hammered on my chest and repeatedly slapped my face. I stood there with my hands at my sides and let her wail away. I guess I deserved it. She beat me to the floor and kicked me hard in the ribs and gut. Pretty much beating the shit out of me and calling me every name in the book. Then she stormed out, slamming the door behind her. I climbed into the chair and held a cloth to my bloody lip, dejected and beaten. I waited for the cops to arrive. Suddenly the door opened. It was Shawnda. She looked at me with a crooked smile "You dirty little perverted mother fucking son of a bitch, that was the best fuckin sex I ever had............come over here", she said. She walked over to me. Took my head in her hands and kissed my swollen lips. "I never realized how good it could feel". Let’s do it again later, after we study for the test." My dick was hard already.

Steevo

Sue’s Adventure by Steevo - steevo5@hotmail.com

My experience as a bondage photographer has taught me several lessons about how to turn a woman on. For instance, the blindfold is a useful device for freeing a woman from her inhibitions. On several occasions, I have coaxed unwilling models into allowing me to disrobe or gag them with the simple addition of a blindfold. The blindfold tears away the embarrassment caused by eye contact and allows the subject to slip into the realm of the surreal. Another useful tool is the stereo headphone. When used on the bound and blindfolded victim, it can cause them to become outwardly audible. The reason is that they cannot hear their own cries of ecstasy when they are bombarded with external audio stimulus. Try playing the soundtrack from a triple x movie at high volume through earphones on your partner sometime and listen to them wail while you do them.

Although I had bound, gagged, trussed, suspended, spanked and dildo’d a number of models to orgasm, I had never been able to convince my wife Sue to allow me to tie her up. And I had never myself had sex with a bound female although I had jacked off in the presence of several without their knowledge during blindfolded video shoots. Our love for one another was strong, but our relationship was such that she wouldn’t entrust her body entirely to me. Our lovemaking was often hurried and tense. And she wouldn’t let me lick her pussy or explore her ass with my finger, let alone my tongue or penis. This was especially trying to me as I have always been a real ass lover and she had a wonderfully shaped one. After tossing and turning one night, lusting over her beautiful body as she slept and contemplating my inability to turn her to my way, I conceived of a diabolical plan. The next day I went about preparing for the event.......

I sat up straight in bed. "Sue... I think I heard a noise. I’m going down to check". "Be careful honey" she whispered and kissed me softly on the lips. A tinge of guilt swept over me but I had come to far not to see this thing through. I tiptoed though the house and went into the basement where I disconnected the phone line and threw the main electrical breaker. Then I gathered up the materials I had prepared for the evening. A pair of handcuffs, some thin cord, a large red rubber ball with a leather shoelace through it, and the cassette player. I also had an extremely bright flashlight and a biofeedback device I had purchased from one of those catalogues on the plane. I pulled a sheer pantyhose over my head and banged around some chairs to simulate a scuffle. Then I went upstairs to get Sue.

As I tiptoed up the stairs, I heard her frantically trying to decide what to do. I knew she could hear me coming. I pushed open the door to the bedroom slowly and peeked around the corner. Sue was standing in the corner of the room in a sheer white nightgown, cowering with fear. A wave of passion swept over me and I considered calling the whole thing off. But my testosterone level was running high and the thought of doing her bound was too much to overcome my feelings of guilt. The moonlight through the window revealed her smooth white skin, supple breasts and curvaceous hips. It was almost as if she was a stranger. A beautiful angel floating before me. Fertile and made to be taken by the dominant male. An object of passion to be lustfully filled by my seed, soft skin and swollen breasts, long slender neck to be ravished, full pouting lips and brown curly hair to grasp tightly. Besides, I had a feeling deep within me that somehow she was going to have her first real orgasm tonight.

I shined the flashlight on her face to ruin her night vision and pressed the play button on the cassette. The voice said "don’t make a move or a sound and your husband won’t get hurt". She gasped in fear and brought her hand to her face to cover her eyes from the bright light. "What do you want from me?", she said. I pressed the play button again. "Turn around and face the wall", the voice said. She began to tremble with fear and lowered her face to the floor. Through tearful eyes she gazed back at me. I hit the play button again. "Turn around and face the wall............now". As she slowly began to turn around, my dick began to get hard. She was mine for the taking now. "Hands behind your back!" the voice commanded. As she complied with the command I quickly pulled the handcuffs from my back pocket and slapped them on her slender wrists. Then I pulled out the thin nylon cord and cinched up her elbows, took a couple wraps around her breasts, back through the elbow cords, down through the handcuffs and finally to her ankles. I was trembling with excitement. I pulled her legs together, took a couple loops around her ankles and tied her off tight. All the while staying behind her so she could not see me. I grabbed a pillowcase from the bed and used it to fabricate a blindfold. Up until the application of the blindfold, she had been tearful, tense and sobbing. When I applied the blindfold she sighed with resignation and became submissive. I lifted her thin body and threw her over my shoulder for the trip to the basement.

When I got her downstairs, I stood her beneath the light and began to slowly circle her as I took off my clothes. Occasionally I would touch her lightly somewhere on her body. Sue stood there, perfectly still, trying not to lose her balance and listening intently, fearful and apprehensive. I stood completely naked before her now. My cock at attention. I moved in close and let my cock rub against her leg. With a single index finger I traced out the lines on her face. Ever so lightly. I ran my finger around her lips, parted them and slid across her smooth white teeth. She was trembling with excitement and fear. As I surveyed the surface of her neck with my finger and moved down to her breasts, I could tell she was starting to get really turned on. Her breathing had quickened, her nipples like spears, and her stance began to waiver. I had seen this before with bondage models, they tried to hide from me the fact that they were excited, I acted like I believed them, all the while knowing that my stimulus was bringing them to raging climax. This was the ultimate power trip. Only this time it was my wife, and the conclusion mine to control. I gently touched her crotch and then slowly pulled away my finger. She almost fell into me as she tried to stay with the finger. Then flushed with embarrassment and recovered.

It was time for a change. I untied the cords and secured her hands to the cross bracing in the overhead floor joists. Then I removed her nightie. I had to cut the sleeves to get it off but it was worth the price. Now she too was completely naked. I placed the headphones on her and attached the biofeedback strap around my chest. The sounds of my heartbeat, breathing, abdominal noises and guttural issuances were amplified a thousand fold and piped into her ears. The volume was high enough that she could have screamed and not heard herself. I began to caress her body ever so softly. Allright, I thought, it’s time to get serious. I placed one hand in the small of her back and with the other began messaging her clit. As I squeezed I heard the first audible moans issue forth from her lips. They weren’t loud enough though. I slapped her hard on the ass four times. All the while rubbing her clit with two fingers in a circular motion the way I knew she liked it. It takes a second or two for the body to sense the intensity of a spank. The pain must have come over her in a wave and she arched her back and thrust her vulva hard onto my moving fingers. I rubbed her ass for a minute, then spanked her again. This time much harder. She cried out and moaned loudly as the pain from the spanks spread through her. She thrust almost her entire weight onto my fingers. That’s better I thought. I abruptly pulled away from her, leaving her breathless and twitching in the groin. Then I produced the ball gag.

I grasped her hair firmly and pulled back her head. Then I brought the ball to her lips. She must have smelled the rubber and known what was coming because she pulled her head hard to one side to avoid it. I tightened my grip on her hair, pulled straight back and popped in the ball when she cried out. I held one hand firmly over her mouth to keep the ball in while she squirmed and I tied the leather cord with the other. I cinched it up good and tight. She wouldn’t be spitting that baby out. Her teeth protruded well beyond the ball and she sucked to keep saliva from dripping. I left her hanging to ponder her predicament and ran to get two more things. A vibrating dildo and some solid crisco oil. When I returned I found her with one leg outstretched, trying in vain to reach for something in the room. I approached from the front, grabbed her leg and pulled it up on my shoulder. With one hand I held her leg and the other I massaged her pussy. Oh poor Sue, I thought, your dripping wet. She responded nicely to my touch and moved with me as I rubbed.

Her wrists had to be getting sore by now and I figured it was about time to bring this thing to a climax. I coated the vibrating dildo with crisco and pressed it to her anus. Come on Sue, it will only hurt for a minute I thought. I pressed firmly against the ring of taught muscle until her contraction let go and the tip slid in. I continued the pressure until the entire 6 inches was inserted. Then I flipped on the switch. I stood in front of her and positioned the head of my cock over her clitoris. I rubbed back and forth several times until she tilted her pelvis to accept the thing that I knew she really wanted now. As I began to explore her interior I felt the vibration of the dildo in her ass and I began to shiver with glee. I began a slow grinding in and out fuck. A little deeper, a little harder with each successive thrust. She was moaning loudly about the ball gag. Unaware of how loud she really was. I stared into her face and pulled off the blindfold as I continued to thrust in and out. It took her eyes a second to adjust to the light and focus. Then she realized it was me. A look of confusion crossed her face. "Ohhhhhhhhh God, Ohhhhhhh Gooooooood" she said from behind the ball. She was coming. In the midst of the realization that it was me she was coming and it was too late to stop it. "Its OK Susie", "just let it happen". "Give into it baby, c’mon", "come for me baby". Her eyes rolled back in her head and she thrust wildly against me. Of course, I was so excited that I couldn’t restrain myself further. I grasped her buttocks with both hands, letting the dildo start to slide and thrust savagely. I moaned in ecstacy, adding a few uncontrolled moans and groans to the symphony of sounds in her ears. As I lost all control and ejaculated profusely inside her she continued to moan. "Ohhhhhhh Gooooooood, Ohhhhhhh God". The dildo slipped out and fell to the floor. When I cut her down she slumped into my arms. "Oh thank you baby, thank you, thank you", she said. That was the greatest thing that ever happened to me. I knew then that she had had her first orgasm. Our days of inhibited sex would be over forever.

Steevo

The trussed throat - by Steevo - steevo5@hotmail.com

After I’d finished reaming her asshole I decided to try some other bondage positions and let my dick get hard again. "let’s test your flexibility". "I’ve always wanted to try a deep throated blow job on a strictly hogtied nude". I inserted dental spreader hooks and pried her mouth wide open. Then I attached them to the Bishop 4 buckle head harness where they were designed to fit. "This is just to be sure that you don’t bite down involuntarily at the wrong moment", I exclaimed. "Don’t be embarrassed if you gag or throw up". "Just try to relax and when you feel it touch the back of your throat, straighten out your neck and breath in".

She was completely compliant by now and rolled like a rag doll as I trussed her into position. I guess after the thorough ass fucking I had just given her she figured it couldn’t get any worse. I cinched her elbows tightly together, then extended the rope down to her wrists where I tied them tightly. Being sure to take a few loops up between her wrists to completely secure her hands. I forced her to lie face down on the bed, moved her tied hands over to the side and used her naked ass to sit on while I did her legs. My limp dick rested in the crack of her ass. I looped the rope around her ankles, passed the rope between her legs several times, extended the rope up to her knees and did the same there. Wrapping them tightly together and cinching up with a loop between her legs. My dick started to get hard as I sat on her ass and fantasized about what was about to come. I had to dismount her for the next part.

I looped a 3 foot length of thin nylon cord around the ropes restraining her elbows, bent up her legs behind her and secured them to her elbows. I made sure the hogtie was as strict as possible by continuing the cord up to the knee restraining ropes. Her wrists were thereby tied at a point on her legs between the ankle and the knee but closer to the knee. This caused her back to arch nicely and her rump to swell outward while on the front side, her skin was stretched tightly and her pussy fully accessible. The hogtie was extreme and completely inescapable. To complete the blowjob package, I ran a cord through the D ring on top of the head harness and pulled her head back by attaching it to her elbow ropes. This further prevented them from sliding down and loosening the hogtie. I decided I’d tie one vibrator on her sore and swollen anus and hold another on her clitoris while I fucked her in the throat to distract her and complete the submission. Her butt cheeks were squeezed tightly due to the strictness of the hogtie so I had to apply a lubricant to the vibrator tip just to squeeze it between the folds of her ass cheeks and get it positioned directly on her butt hole. Then I made up a crotch rope and looped it around her waist. I passed the twin cords down between her ass cheeks and tied in the vibrator. The ropes continued up to her pussy and reconnected with the waist loop in front. I pulled the vibrator restraining crotch cords tightly so that they disappeared from view in her pussy and tied them tightly in front. Whenever she squirmed or breathed in deeply, the 2 inch diameter vibrating tip would be pulled harder against her anus. I plugged in the vibrator and watched for a moment. Immediately I noticed her ass cheeks contract and a gasp issued forth from the gag. Although the vibrator tip was quite large, it was plain to see from her struggling that it was going to eventually find its way in. The harder she struggled, the deeper her breathing became, causing the crotch cords to tighten. I quickly positioned her on her stomach with her head on the edge of the bed and rested the tip of my hardening tool on her tongue. Then I grasped her head in both hands firmly so that she could not move her head and began to feed her my snake. I felt the cool sensation as the steel mouth bit rubbed on either side of my prick. As I penetrated more deeply I heard the first gag sound and pulled back slightly to allow her to expel if necessary. She belched forth a deep guttural sound but did not throw up. The vibration which accompanied the sound really got me hard and I pressed back in for more. This time, as she let forth the opened throat belch, I stifled the sound with the head of my prick by pushing in more deeply. She tried to rear back but I gripped the leather straps on the head harness and pulled her onto me farther. My dick penetrated down her throat until my balls were pressed firmly against her chin. Her gag reflex was strong and I felt her esophagus contracting on my rod and felt the pressure of her vomit as it tried to squeeze by me. Her stomach contracted violently and her entire body became hard as a rock as she convulsed against my forced intrusion. I pulled out briefly to allow her to expel fluids from her mouth and catch her breath. She gasped deeply for air and relaxed enough that I was able to lean forward and watch the vibrator find it’s way in. She moaned nicely. Even after the thorough ass reaming I had just given her it must have been an intense sensation. I quickly rolled her onto her back and attached the crotch rope to the ceiling hoist, pulling her up into a nice back arched partial suspension which deeply secured the butt plug. I switched the vibrator to high and slipped another dildo shaped vibrator under the crotch rope so that the head rested on her clitoris. This one I held in place with rubber bands to maintain constant pressure in her clit. Then, I held her neck gently with both hands and massaged her throat with my thumbs. Her red lips were open, wet and inviting. I slipped in my dick and began to enjoy the sensations. In this position, her tongue was on the top of my shaft and the ridged roof of her mouth gave full stimulation to the underside of my prick. About halfway through each thrust, a wonderful guttural belch insued and her stomach contracted inward as the vibrator in her ass bogged down in tightened muscle. I maximized my pleasure by playing with the angle of penetration. Finding just the right angle to cause heavy gag reflex. I could see the extension of her neck as my prick pushed through and with strategic pressure from my thumbs was able to heighten the sensation of pleasure and control. During the last dozen or so thrusts I completely lost control and thrust savagely and ruthlessly, with no regard for her discomfort as she spurted saliva and stomach bile and blurted out a wonderful combination of gasping and gagging sounds. Finally I thrust powerfully and spewed white hot semen, coating her larynx and esophagus. If her young flesh had not been so flexible and compliant, I might have injured her. After I pulled from her mouth and she recovered her composure she gazed up at me with her big beautiful eyes and a warm smile. Knowing that she had completely fulfilled my most intense fantasy. I cleaned her up with scented hot towels and removed her gag and restraints. Then I gave her an hour long full body massage as payment for the rough treatment. She would be back tomorrow for more.

Steevo

I looped a 3 foot length of thin nylon cord around the ropes restraining her elbows, bent up her legs behind her and secured them to her elbows. I made sure the hogtie was as strict as possible by continuing the cord up to the knee restraining ropes. Her wrists were thereby tied at a point on her legs between the ankle and the knee but closer to the knee. This caused her back to arch nicely and her rump to swell outward while on the front side, her skin was stretched tightly and her pussy fully accessible. The hogtie was extreme and completely inescapable. To complete the blowjob package, I ran a cord through the D ring on top of the head harness and pulled her head back by attaching it to her elbow ropes. This further prevented them from sliding down and loosening the hogtie. I decided I’d tie one vibrator on her sore and swollen anus and hold another on her clitoris while I fucked her in the throat to distract her and complete the submission. Her butt cheeks were squeezed tightly due to the strictness of the hogtie so I had to apply a lubricant to the vibrator tip just to squeeze it between the folds of her ass cheeks and get it positioned directly on her butt hole. Then I made up a crotch rope and looped it around her waist. I passed the twin cords down between her ass cheeks and tied in the vibrator. The ropes continued up to her pussy and reconnected with the waist loop in front. I pulled the vibrator restraining crotch cords tightly so that they disappeared from view in her pussy and tied them tightly in front. Whenever she squirmed or breathed in deeply, the 2 inch diameter vibrating tip would be pulled harder against her anus. I plugged in the vibrator and watched for a moment. Immediately I noticed her ass cheeks contract and a gasp issued forth from the gag. Although the vibrator tip was quite large, it was plain to see from her struggling that it was going to eventually find its way in. The harder she struggled, the deeper her breathing became, causing the crotch cords to tighten. I quickly positioned her on her stomach with her head on the edge of the bed and rested the tip of my hardening tool on her tongue. Then I grasped her head in both hands firmly so that she could not move her head and began to feed her my snake. I felt the cool sensation as the steel mouth bit rubbed on either side of my prick. As I penetrated more deeply I heard the first gag sound and pulled back slightly to allow her to expel if necessary. She belched forth a deep guttural sound but did not throw up. The vibration which accompanied the sound really got me hard and I pressed back in for more. This time, as she let forth the opened throat belch, I stifled the sound with the head of my prick by pushing in more deeply. She tried to rear back but I gripped the leather straps on the head harness and pulled her onto me farther. My dick penetrated down her throat until my balls were pressed firmly against her chin. Her gag reflex was strong and I felt her esophagus contracting on my rod and felt the pressure of her vomit as it tried to squeeze by me. Her stomach contracted violently and her entire body became hard as a rock as she convulsed against my forced intrusion. I pulled out briefly to allow her to expel fluids from her mouth and catch her breath. She gasped deeply for air and relaxed enough that I was able to lean forward and watch the vibrator find it’s way in. She moaned nicely. Even after the thorough ass reaming I had just given her it must have been an intense sensation. I quickly rolled her onto her back and attached the crotch rope to the ceiling hoist, pulling her up into a nice back arched partial suspension which deeply secured the butt plug. I switched the vibrator to high and slipped another dildo shaped vibrator under the crotch rope so that the head rested on her clitoris. This one I held in place with rubber bands to maintain constant pressure in her clit. Then, I held her neck gently with both hands and massaged her throat with my thumbs. Her red lips were open, wet and inviting. I slipped in my dick and began to enjoy the sensations. In this position, her tongue was on the top of my shaft and the ridged roof of her mouth gave full stimulation to the underside of my prick. About halfway through each thrust, a wonderful guttural belch insued and her stomach contracted inward as the vibrator in her ass bogged down in tightened muscle. I maximized my pleasure by playing with the angle of penetration. Finding just the right angle to cause heavy gag reflex. I could see the extension of her neck as my prick pushed through and with strategic pressure from my thumbs was able to heighten the sensation of pleasure and control. During the last dozen or so thrusts I completely lost control and thrust savagely and ruthlessly, with no regard for her discomfort as she spurted saliva and stomach bile and blurted out a wonderful combination of gasping and gagging sounds. Finally I thrust powerfully and spewed white hot semen, coating her larynx and esophagus. If her young flesh had not been so flexible and compliant, I might have injured her. After I pulled from her mouth and she recovered her composure she gazed up at me with her big beautiful eyes and a warm smile. Knowing that she had completely fulfilled my most intense fantasy. I cleaned her up with scented hot towels and removed her gag and restraints. Then I gave her an hour long full body massage as payment for the rough treatment. She would be back tomorrow for more.

Steevo