Raw Anal Lust

Do you enjoy anal sex? Can you even admit that you do? Do you like being taken with force? It's your most private orfice and that is a large part of the forbidden desire of anal sex. And, the position for anal sex is normally very lewd. Also, while you are being taken that way, you can't really do much but take it.

Also, that hole is smaller, so it is more painful, at least in the beginning. And, it requires lube, if you are going to do it right and be safe. And, because of the lube, even if you don't want to be taken there, you aren't going to stop me. If you resist, that is even more fun for me. Any resistance will tighten that little hole and I will enjoy taking it that much more.

Most animals have sex that way, and they can appear very violent in that act. The biting of shoulders and forcing the female to submit is a normal part of the act for them. Anal sex is very close to animal sex. The position is even referred to as "doggie style".

With you in this position, I sometimes like to put my hands on either side of your head, and ride you hard. And, you are kept in that position by my hands being there, not able to move forward or to either side. You have to take it.

See, anal sex is my favorite thing. And, it just comes to me naturally. You can almost look at it as you are forced into a situation you don't want, but part of you deep inside makes you do it, because you need it. And if forced to ask for it in some way, you are made to express your need for it.

If you're bound and gagged, it's more fun for me, because you have no choice but to take what I give you and how I give it to you. Only whimpers and muffled moans escape from the gag.

I force you to strip while I watch you, and then get on your knees and lube your own ass. Then, I lock the shackles on you and whisper how I'm going to make your tight little ass larger for you.

Then, I nibble on your ear lobe as I breathe hot air into your ear. I stick my tongue in your ear to make it wet. Then I bite your lobe again, almost to the point of too much pain. I reach under you and find your nipples and twist them between my fingers, causing you to wince in pain.

I run one hand down between your bound legs to find your clit. I just rub it lightly, to make sure you are aching for it. I know you want me to fuck your pussy and fuck it hard. But the lube is in your ass hole, so you know it isn't your pussy that's getting any attention.

I spank your ass until both cheeks are nice and red and have red hand prints all over. I love fucking a nice red ass. You yelp with each swat of my hand, and jerk from the pain. As I continue to spank you with one hand, I snake my other hand down and stick it inside your wet pussy, but only for a very short time. Just enough to get your attention.

Then, I get on my knees behind you and let my hard cock bounce on your red ass cheeks. Just to let you know how hard it is. I watch that glistening hole twitch, in anticipation. It's such a pretty picture, wet with lube, between your spanked ass cheeks.

I take hold of my cock and place it at that tiny little hole, moving it in very small circles at the entrance. Then, I grab your hips and slowly inch it in. You groan and try to raise up, because it feels too big and you begin to panic.

I push you back down, with my hand, although you couldn't raise up very far because of your shackles. You start to say something, but you catch your breath as the head of my cock pops past your tight anal opening. You gasp as it starts to slowly inch it's way up your most private passage.

You feel so submissive, taken this way. You love being forced to take it, bound in such a lewd position. You don't dare tell you love this, but you love it very much. The position, the pain, the bondage, the humiliation...it all comes together as one lustful feeling that washes over you.

I thrust my hard cock as far as it will go into your ass, and you gasp again, not ready for its size. Your breath is short, you try to tighten your ass, testing my power. You melt into a kind of used submissive mode, as if you are being punished or tamed or trained.

You want this to happen and you want it bad, but I'm still deep inside you, just watching you with your filled ass in the air. Finally, you can't stand it any longer and you yell to me "FUCK ME, DAMN IT...FUCK MY ASS."

I laugh and lean over to whisper into your ear..."all in my own time, naughty little girl...all in my own time." You groan, because you want it NOW, and you know you have no control over it. You need your ass fucking to start, but you are mine to be used and used you will be.

I lean over you and put my palms on the floor on either side of your head, so you don't move forward or from side to side. You are kept in position, so I can ram hard into your ass and you will take the whole force of my thrusts. Slowly, I pull my cock out of your ass, only to the very tip of the opening, then thrust it back to the very hilt, again.

You whimper appreciation that the act has finally begun, but it isn't fast enough for your liking, and that whimper is also from need. Again, I slowly pull out to the edge of your ass, but this time, I pull completely out, only to push it right back in again and it chugs down as far as it will go.

Again, I do this, and you feel like you are being entered anew, over and over again, as I push that tight little hole open each time. I whisper into your ear..."you like this, don't you? You need this, don't you? Such a naughty girl, all naked and bound in such a lewd position and getting her tight little ass fucked."

I don't wait for an answer, but pull out again and again I re-enter that tight little hole and trust down against those red ass cheeks with a slap. You gasp at the feeling this causes, and I think I hear you breathe the word "yes", as I pull out and do it again.

I tell you how I like to watch my hard cock as it slides effortlessly into your naughty little ass, punishing your little hole with animal like thrusts.

You tell me you deserve this punishment, because you are my naughty little girl and mine to use for my pleasure. You ask me to make it hurt because you deserve it. My slut has been bad.

You whimper as I begin to get faster with my fucking, and I slap your ass a few times as I fuck it. I raise up and grab your hips and fuck that way, then sometimes I lean forward, and give my whole weight against you and make you take it hard.

You are on the hard wooden floor and the force of my fucking you makes you slide a little across the floor with each thrust. Because the floor was freshly waxed, your shoulders and knees squeak against it. I begin to fuck that little hole of yours even faster now, and I reach around and find your nipples and hold on to them as I fuck you.

With each thrust, I pinch them, and pull them when I pull out. But, I see that you enjoy this too much so I stop, so not to give you too much pleasure. You are nearly beside yourself now, knowing it is getting to the point that you can't handle it.

But, this is also the level you need it to be. Being taken this way excites you trememdously. My thrusting is faster, now, and I'm bouncing against your ass, as I start a rythum.

A whiney sound is coming from your throat, as you feel my power grow inside you, and you sense my orgasm could be near. I grab hold of your waist and dig my fingers into your flesh as I shove faster and faster into your burning ass. I start to call you my naughty slut and my little punished whore, as I ram your ass faster and faster.

I punish you with my cock, as it gets harder and larger, nearing my orgasm. You can feel it getting larger and you are thrilled at the feeling it brings out in you.

You love being taken by a powerful man, being his lustful toy, being his play thing, for his pleasure. Being taken by force in your most private place, you can't get enough of it. You know you are an anal slut and you love it.

I grab you hard and hold you still as one last time I shove my cock into your ass. I hold it deep inside you, as I spill my hot cum into your bowels. I groan a deep groan and to you it sounds like animal is taking you.

You think of me as a hairy beast that has you in his power and you couldn't get away, if you wanted to. You whimper your appreciation as my cum fills your ass, and you want to cum yourself, if I will let you.

Finally, I reach around and with my hand I pinch your clit, rubbing it roughly, telling you to cum for me. You scream as you can't contain the violent spasms that rush through your bound body.

Your own cum gushes from you and runs down your legs to the floor. I continue to fuck you, until the last of my cum is inside you, Your orgasm is so powerful, you can't catch your breath. You finally start to breath easier after a few minutes.

I sit back and look at your quivering ass hole, as it wants my cock inside it. It looks like it lost a friend. I see my cum oozing out of your ass, your bowels not large enough to hold it all, and I watch it drip down your ass crack and coat your pussy lips.

I tell you I'm quick at recovery, and I think I'll leave you this way, because in just a few more minutes I'll be back for more fun. I've always been very quick with recovery. I think this time I'll also have that 8 inch dong you like so much to fill your pussy. Yes, it will be me in your ass.


If you liked this post, you might like My New Boss.The first installment starts right here.
This was very arousing. :)
 
:D

waiting patiently for story to continue ...

:D
I know you are, and I feel like I'm being rude when I don't produce another chapter as quickly as I use to. But, I don't yet feel like I'm "into the mindset" to give it the necessary thought.

Oh, I do have over 1000 words of the next chapter finished, but I don't want to force it out to get it finished, because when I do that, I just seem to delete and rewrite.

These damn characters are in charge, writing the story themselves. I'm just the guy writing down the words. So, when they allow me to, I'll continue with the story, as they want it to go. Don't tell them, but I feel that time is coming sooner, rather than later.:D
 
I know what you mean!

I'm waiting too, somewhat patiently.

:devil:

I know you are, and I feel like I'm being rude when I don't produce another chapter as quickly as I use to. But, I don't yet feel like I'm "into the mindset" to give it the necessary thought.

Oh, I do have over 1000 words of the next chapter finished, but I don't want to force it out to get it finished, because when I do that, I just seem to delete and rewrite.

These damn characters are in charge, writing the story themselves. I'm just the guy writing down the words. So, when they allow me to, I'll continue with the story, as they want it to go. Don't tell them, but I feel that time is coming sooner, rather than later.:D
 
Mmmm, I'll say I've read this several times :D

But now that I've experienced similiar.. well, it's like looking at it with a new set of eyes.

Much better.
 
Well, I'm having a bit of a problem. The next chapter isn't going like I had planned. Oh, it's going, but it's become something like the energizer bunny. I'm trying to conclude a small part of the story, but the damn thing keeps going on and on and on.

At the present time, I have just shy of 3,000 words in this next chapter. Most chapters I like to break up into 1,500 words or 2,000 at the outside. I'd like to say this one is almost finished, but I can't. I'm making slow progress, but I'm at a loss as to where that progress is really going.

Anyway, just wanted to give you all an update...for what it's worth.:rolleyes:
 
Goodness, hello again. :) I go away for a year or ... hell, was it two? And am pleasantly surprised to find this thread is not only still here, but still running! Well, mostly.

It's pretty sucktastic to hear you've had a lousy time of it this year, DVS. Hopefully things are looking up soon. It's good to see you're still around. :)
 
Goodness, hello again. :) I go away for a year or ... hell, was it two? And am pleasantly surprised to find this thread is not only still here, but still running! Well, mostly.

It's pretty sucktastic to hear you've had a lousy time of it this year, DVS. Hopefully things are looking up soon. It's good to see you're still around. :)
Sure I'm still around. I've just hit a few pot holes in the road. And there's always hope that 2010 will be better (no, I don't do resolutions). What will be, will be.

Is sucktastic a word? My spell check doesn't think so. Just wondering if it is, or if you're just being creative. It does have a ring to it, in a sucky kind of way. Shit, my spell checker can't find sucky either. :eek:

I don't think I'll ever leave, or if I do, it won't be for ever. I can't see me stopping this thread, although I can't foresee the future. I don't stop things that I've been doing for years, without good reason. A few pot holes aren't a good reason.

I have been writing on this next chapter, but if you've read the last few posts, you know it's taken on a life of its own. I've found out it's not wise to say you're going to steer a story in a certain direction, without the character's input. Right now, they are controlling the story. I have approximately 3,450 words written...give or take 5 or 10.

I guess I should be glad I'm writing again, but it seems I'm a little too productive, in a sense. At this rate, I'll have the next chapter done in a couple of months and it will be 5,000 words. :rolleyes: No, I'm not planning for that to happen...I'm just bull shitting.

I might try what I've done in the past which is to cut it up into 2 chapters, but that would mean I have to find a good spot to break this chapter up and that isn't easy. I like to end a chapter so the reader wants to read what's coming up next, so just finding a spot around the 1,500 or 2,000 word point might be counter productive. I have to find a spot that works.

So, I'm glad to see you're back. And yes, I'm still here and so is the thread. It's still on the move...I'm just a bit troubled at what direction it's moving. If all else fails, at least I can say the next chapter will sure be a long read. :)
 
Nothing wrong with a long read. :)

And sucktastic is a word of my own devising -- or, at the very least, one I use often. As well as craptastic, recockulous, and many other not-really-that-witty variants on impolite four-letter words.
 
Nothing wrong with a long read. :)

And sucktastic is a word of my own devising -- or, at the very least, one I use often. As well as craptastic, recockulous, and many other not-really-that-witty variants on impolite four-letter words.

At the moment I'm quite the fan of "What a cun - tox"

People almost don't realise I really did say cunt.

:D
 
At the moment I'm quite the fan of "What a cun - tox"

People almost don't realise I really did say cunt.

:D
Do you say that like you'd say botox? Or, if I say bot - tox, am I saying something that means ass cheeks? LOL.
 
Do you say that like you'd say botox? Or, if I say bot - tox, am I saying something that means ass cheeks? LOL.

Heh. Do that in a Brit accent and you'd definitely have buttocks.

But yeah, similiar spacing to botox. I think the x drags the emphasis away from the rest of the word.
 
This installment is a continuation from post #2569.

OK, I've had to cut this next chapter in two. Here's the first 2,000+
words. I hate cutting chapters up, so I hope I found a good spot to do it. The story is still going crazy. The characters are running the show, so if you don't like this installment, you can blame them.
:rolleyes:


The slut nodded her head. I knew she wasn’t sure of herself, but I hadn’t given her much of a choice. I laughed to myself. The game must go on. It’s a sports phrase, really, but it fit our situation. She had her job and I had mine.

Oh, and the vibe had its job, too. It was still buzzing away, and all during our conversation, I hadn’t moved it much at all. It was still resting just to the side of the strap that was covering her asshole. That strap was also holding the zapper shoved neatly up her ass. A little movement one way and the vibe touched delicate flesh. A little movement another way and it buzzed against the strap that was between her legs. And at just the right place on that strap, it sent interesting buzzing sensations up through the zapper that was in her ass.

The slut was doing her best to keep a clear mind and the vibe was doing its best to cause her heart to race and her body to shake and shiver. Goose bumps were starting to form on the insides of her thighs. It seemed like the vibe was winning.

I kept at it...moving the vibe ever so slightly, watching the slut's reaction to the sensations it was giving her. I heard “oohs” and “aahs” at all the right places, as she did her best to control her mounting orgasm.

The strap running through her legs was pulled tight so the zapper stayed right where it was suppose to be...shoved deep in her ass. And, it was also buckled around her waist so with every little sensation she felt weak from adjustments to her condition.

A twist here, or a turn there, and the zapper moved, too. I'm sure she could feel it inside of her, and I know she anticipated Rita using it on her. “How we doing, slut? How do you like those little sensations that are forced out of you?”

“Very interesting, Sir. Very interesting, but also evil. You don't give me much of a chance.”

“Chance? Why on earth do you think I would? This is all part of the game, sweetie...all part of the game.”

I continued moving the vibe, while we talked. There was a constant hum of the little thing as well as a changing tone, depending on where it was and how hard I was pushing on it. The sounds of the vibe and the slut's reactions were all that could be heard. I felt like I was on stage, with an audience watching my every move...waiting and wondering when that finale would come.

It had been a long game and the climax was building. I was also wondering when the finale would be. It was difficult controlling the slut during this final stage. She was like a volcano ready to blow, if I didn't control her.

In the beginning, the best part was letting her get to the edge and then denying her release. While that was still fun, it was much more difficult to know when to stop, so she wasn't allowed to go over that edge. I had to keep my concentration on my job. Yes, it had morphed from a game into a job.

I guess it did show that I was in control. There was no way I could keep her from cumming, if I hadn't been in control. But she was more than ready to blow. I'd created her condition. And after all this time, if I didn't watch my step, I could lose that control very quickly...and she'd win. And I just couldn't allow that to happen. I created the damn game, and I will win.

I slowly moved the vibe up the strap from where it covered her ass hole towards her pussy. Her outer lips were pushed apart by the strap, with parts of them showing on the outside edges. But the bulk of those lips were covered by the strap, as well as her sensitive clit. And the closer the vibe got to that clit, the more she responded to its buzz.

I could tell she was feeling it, because she moaned a little, whenever the vibe got close to her clit. The strap did vibrate a little. And because it was so snug up against her, whatever vibrations went through the strap, I'm sure she felt, too. It was interesting to watch her body wiggle as I moved the vibe up and down that strap. I couldn't tell how much she felt of the vibe, but I could tell she felt it.

“So, slut, are you enjoying the vibrations?”

“Yes, Sir,” she replied. Then she took a big breath. “But you never leave it in one place long enough.”

“Oh, I'm so sorry. I'm sure you want it left in one place just long enough to cum, right?”

She smiled and nodded her head. Because we were having a little conversation, I decided to ask her what level she was at. “You seem too relaxed, slut. And you seem to be rather calm, too. What level are you at?”

The slut laughed and said, “I might appear calm, Sir, but I'm not. I'm at level six.”

“Level six is just above midway. That's a pretty calm area. Let's see if we can bring that up some, shall we, slut?”

I looked at Lucy and Rita. “Isn't it time for some action, ladies?” Both Lucy and Rita looked bored. I guess I was letting the situation grow dull for them, and didn't even know it. It was time to spark some life into the game.

I pressed the vibrator on the strap, right on top of where the slut's clit would be. I pressed hard enough that any vibrations would have gone straight through that strap and into her clit. And I didn't have to wait very long for a reaction. Immediately after I had touched the vibe to the strap, the slut caught her breath and pushed her pelvis up against it. I pushed back, and that seemed to excite her even more.

“Level seven, Sir,” the slut said. “I'm at level seven.”

I didn't even have to ask. To her advantage, she should have kept that to herself, but she didn't. But, it didn't phase me one way or the other. I kept up the pressure on that strap covered clit. And she kept pushing back. Instead of a tug of war, you might say it was kind of a push of war. Only time would tell who was winning.

“I'm to level eight, Sir. Level eight.”

Again she offered, without my asking. And it had only been a couple of minutes. It was clear that her fire was burning. I decided to add some more wood. I continued to press the vibe against the strap, but I moved it around, ever so slightly, to vary the sensations a little. And from her reactions, those variations were working.

She hadn't offered to tell me what level she was at, but she was wiggling and moaning more than before. I knew the vibe was affecting her. “Slut, what level are you at, now?”

She hesitated answering, but her moaning and wiggling continued. I pressed the vibe even harder against the strap, sliding it up and down as well. The only sounds in the room were the different sounds the vibe was making and the whimpers it was bringing out of her.

“Oh, harder, Sir. Press it harder, please.”

“Press it harder? You're trying to control the game again. I warned you about that.” I removed the vibe and stood up straight. The slut's eyes were closed and she was still wiggling from the sensations, yet to react. I turned the vibe off. It didn't take long for her to open her eyes, then. The expression on her face was contorted, when she saw me standing above her.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, I think she finally realized what she had said. “Oh...sorry, Sir.” That was all she could think of to say?

“Sorry?”

“Yes, Sir. I was enjoying it so much...”

“I'm sure. So much, that you started to take charge, again.”

“I'm very sorry, Sir. But, it's just...I'm...just...”

“You don't need to explain. I know what you're trying to say. But, this is a crucial time in the game. If you don't keep your mind on the game rules, all it takes is a little slip to change the outcome. I don't think I have to tell you that these higher levels can blur together. Knowing where you are at any given time is necessary. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir. I'm very sorry. I'll do better.”

“I know you say you'll do better, but will you? I have to make sure, so the next time you try to control the game, I'm going to have Rita or Lucy at the ready to remind you. I think you know what I mean by that, don't you, slut?”

She looked at Rita and Lucy as they waited for their turn in the fun. Both had been relatively silent, but they perked up, when I mentioned their names. I knew they were ready if I gave the word. I think the slut knew that, too. I’m sure she could see Rita fondling that remote and how eager Lucy seemed to be to show the slut a thing or two, with the crop.

“Yes, Sir. I do know what you mean. I know what will happen if I try to take control of the game again.”

“OK, then.”

I got back down onto my knees, between her bound legs. I turned the vibe back on and moved the switch to the high setting. I saw the slut’s torso move slightly towards me, almost begging for the vibe. I knew I could have seen that as another form of controlling the game, but I knew her movements were limited. And it also gave me some insight as to the degree of her arousal. That was to my advantage.

I pressed the vibe against the strap, but in an area midway between her clit and her asshole. And although it got her attention, it didn’t stimulate her arousal. I wanted to bring her slowly up to the high levels again. I knew that would be more potent. As the vibe was buzzing against the strap, I asked her what level she was at.

“I’m not sure, Sir. I’m confused.”

Her reply caught me off guard. I turned the vibe off and glared at her across her bound body. “Confused?”

“Yes, Sir...confused.”

Explain why you’re confused, slut.”

“I’m not sure confused is the correct word, but I can’t say for sure what level I’m at, right now.”

“Why not?”

“I’m not sure. Maybe with a little more stimulation I might be able to tell.”

“What level were you at, the last time I asked?”

The slut did seem confused, at least on her arousal level. I think it went down, because we stopped for a while. And it might have been when she saw Rita and Lucy looking hungrily at her. “What level, Sir? I’m not sure.”

“It was level eight,” Rita barked. “Level eight.”

“Thank you, Rita,” I replied. I see you’ve been listening.” And here I thought she had been bored. “So, slut, it was level eight. Does that help with your confusion?”

“Yes, Sir, I think it does. But, I know I’m no longer there.”

“You're no longer where?”

“At level eight.”

“What level is it, then?”

She had to think about it. “Maybe...level five.”

“Five?”

“But it won’t take me long to get back to a higher level”, she said with a sweet smile. I think we all would have agreed to that. She was quick to respond to the vibe, at least.

I turned the vibe back on. “All right, slut. Then tell me when you reach level seven.”

The slut wiggled and then cleared her throat. “Yes, Sir.”

 
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