Raw Anal Lust

DVS said:
Do you think I could add this to "My New Boss", or do you think it would freak too many out? :rolleyes:

Well, are you sharing this little scenario with other subbies, or just me?

If it's just for me, then I'd kinda like to keep it that way. :kiss: On the other hand, you're the boss and it's your story...

It doesn't freak me out. It just makes me all squirmy, (LOL) in a good way.
 
DVS said:
you like those big fonts, don't you, dolly? :)
Playing the devil's advocate here, haven't other threads lasted this long? I do think it's cool I've had something last a whole year on Lit, though. Some posters don't last that long.

I don't know what would be a way to celebrate this, though. Unless you all want to come over to my house for some drinks and a play party. :cool: :nana: :nana: Let me know.
 
Congrats on the threads birthday DVS...you know the perfect present would be you giving us another installment of your story.

smiles sweet and bats the eyes all pretty like.
 
I think the fact that several of us are still around says a lot about your thread!

By the way did someone mention another installment. (That might perk you up some, Sir.... I know it would me.) ;)
 
caela said:
Congrats on the threads birthday DVS...you know the perfect present would be you giving us another installment of your story.

smiles sweet and bats the eyes all pretty like.

Fantastic idea. :)
 
This installment is a continuation from post #583.


OK, it's a little late for my year anniversary. But, better late than never, I guess. :)


So, while James recovered, the slut had some thinking to do. She seemed dazed and a little confused, but she did her best to sit up. She was still licking her lips. But, because she hadn’t cum, there was no relaxing for her. Her breathing was very heavy and labored. Her chest was heaving with each breath. And, depending on which of us she chose, it could be a good thing or a bad thing. Rita was anxious for her turn, but I was ready for my turn, too.

After having her throat taken by James’ cock, her thoughts were still a little fuzzy. I walked over and helped her stand, by putting my hands under her shoulders and lifting her up. Her legs were still quite shaky, and she didn’t seem to be focusing her eyes very well. I stood beside her, in case she might lose her balance.

Rita was quick to make her opinion known. I think it was her way of intimidating the slut’s choice. “OK, bitch, it’s my turn, now. Right? You don’t want me to be last, or I might be even more pissed off than I already am. Pick me now, or I’ll be waiting, later.”

I didn’t think that was a good idea, but Rita acts on impulse. She knows what she wants and goes for it. That’s not always a bad thing, but it can be. She was trying to get the slut to pick her, instead of me. I didn’t know what the hurry was, because it was the first round in our game, and the slut’s choice for what she received.

Seeing how Rita was frothing so, the slut could choose something pretty lame for her turn, and by the rules, Rita had to go along with it. But, that could also backfire on the slut, because in round two, Rita would decide what happens. Should the slut piss Rita off in the first round and worry about it, when her turn comes in the second?

The slut was just standing there, and Rita was glaring into her face. I didn’t say anything, but from the look on her face, the slut wasn’t all there. I think she was still lost in some kind of “la-la land”, from her time with James. Oh, she was slowly coming back, but not fast enough for Rita.

Rita was getting anxious, so I decided to say something. “I don’t think she’s all there, yet, Rita. You’re getting all worked up, and she’s not even aware of you. Let her alone for a minute.”

“Shit. She’s standing on her own. She’s looking at me. She knows what I’m saying.”

“No, I don’t think so. Look at her eyes. She might be looking at you, but that’s about it. Looking and actually seeing are two different things. Let her be for a minute. I know what you’re trying to do, but she doesn’t.”

“I think she knows. Don’t you, slut?” Rita waved her hand in the slut’s face, looking for a reaction in her eyes. “Hey, bitch! Snap out of it. I’m waiting. Hello? Yoo-hoo. Is anybody in there?”

There was very little reaction to Rita’s hand, although the slut did seem to be coming around. Again, I explained to Rita. “See, I told you. She’s not all there. James was just too much for her.”

Rita leaned back on her heals and her attitude calmed. “Well, James can be that way. I know that. He’s very forceful, when he sets his mind to it.”

I was impressed that Rita was acting...well, sane. I expected her to grab the slut by the shoulders and start shaking her. I could visualise her yelling obscenities at the top of her lungs. But surprisingly, she stayed calm. Just the same, I didn’t leave the slut’s side, just in case.

As we were all standing there, the slut cleared her throat and looked at me. “Rita.”

“What?” I asked.

She smiled. “Rita. I want Rita to be next. I want her to make my bottom nice and red, and then I want you to take my red ass, after that.”

It looked like Rita got her wish. But, the slut wasn’t finished with her choices. “I want her to use the crop.”

“The crop?” Rita’s eyes opened wide, and a smile started overtaking that mean look on her face. “That’s a good choice, slut.”

Playing my role of always-present referee, I asked the slut if she had any other requests for how Rita should proceed. She shook her head from side to side. “No. Just the crop.”

That smile on Rita’s face got even wider. I thought it was a mistake for the slut to leave so many options open to Rita, but maybe she had reasons for doing that. The look on Rita’s face was that of excitement, so I knew we were in for a show. Rita is always one for action. I was just wondering if there was going to be any of the slut’s ass left for me to take, when my turn came around.

Rita walked around the room, looking for the crop. She found it and immediately started swishing it through the air, as if testing it. The familiar sound brought out that evil look in her eyes, as she walked over to a chair and sat down. She sat there, and just looked at the slut. She didn’t say a word, but was slapping the crop against her hand.

Still standing beside her, I whispered into the slut’s ear. “I think your Mistress awaits you.” She quickly turned her head my way, as if my voice startled her. I pointed to Rita and repeated that she was waiting for her.

“Oh, I’m sorry”, she said.

Rita already had an evil look on her face. I hope she didn’t hear what the slut said. All Rita needed was another reason to transfer that evilness to the crop.

Doing her best to hop over to Rita, it still took some doing. And, as soon as the slut got beside her, Rita stood up. “I’ve changed my mind. I want you in a different way for the crop. I need a better angle. Stand right there, slut.”

The look on the slut’s face was about like mine. Rita walked over to her bag. She was obviously looking for something. Just as I was about to ask her what she was searching for, she found it. She pulled out a leather training collar. She walked over and stood behind the slut. “Stand still, while I adjust this, slut.”

It was about two inches tall with D rings in front, on the sides and the back. Quite frankly, I was wondering why it hadn’t been brought out sooner. I could have put it to use. But, Rita had something figured out to use it for. As soon as it was strapped on, the slut seemed to stand straighter. It wasn’t a posture collar, but it did seem to work that way.

She stood straight up, her perky nipples jetting out in front of her. The collar seemed to somehow enhance her bound wrists and ankles, like it was all made to work together. Then, Rita picked up a length of rope and tied it to the ring at the front of the collar. She pulled on it, and the slut was forced to hop along behind Rita. “Hop with me, like a good little bitch.”

“What are you planning, Rita?” I asked.

“I’m getting her ready for you, of course.”

“What do you mean, ready for me?”

“She said you get her ass, after me, right?”

“Yes.”

“Well, I’m just making sure she stays in position for you.”

Rita continued to lead the slut, until they were at the edge of the desk. The slut was right up against and facing the back side of the desk. “Stand right there, slut.”

Rita quickly walked around to the other side of the desk. She tugged on the rope, forcing the slut to bend over the desk. Pulling it tight, she tied it to one of the desk drawer handles. “This will keep her in position, for both of us. First me, then you.”

I had to hand it to Rita. It did look tempting, for sure. The slut was forced to lean over the desk, but she could still move around. Her bound wrists were at the small of her back, and out of the way. Her bound ankles made sure she didn’t move very much. Once again, her ass was a perfect target. I had to smile. “Nice job, Rita.”

Rita walked back around the desk. She began slapping that crop against her hand again as she walked. The slut watched her, as much as was possible. Rita got behind the slut and grabbed her hips. She started moving her hips back and forth, forcing her to hop around. Looking back at me, Rita smiled. “See, she can wiggle around just enough, but still stays where she’s put.”

“Yes, Rita, I see. Like I’ve already said. Nice job.”

“Just making sure you to understand, is all,” she said with a smile. Then, she sat the crop down on the desk. Leaning over the slut’s body, Rita stretched her arms out and found the ball gag that was around her neck. “We just need to add this little number, and we’re ready to begin. Open wide, bitch.”

The slut submitted and opened her mouth, but I heard her groan as she did. Was it a little disapproval, maybe? It sure seemed like it. But, she did as she was told, just the same. Rita picked up the crop and stood back. I knew it was very close to time for the fun to begin.

James and Lucy had settled down in their chairs. Ours was the strangest audience. We were always watching everything while naked. But, it did make for a better exchange, when our time to play came.

Rita tapped the crop on the slut’s behind. I think she was just letting her know she was about to let into her. The slut did have several options that would have made Rita be less intimidating with her, but she didn’t follow through with them. I wonder if she secretly wanted Rita’s full wrath, or if she was just out of it so much, she didn’t realise what she was forgetting. Well, she was very alert and waiting, like the rest of us.

Just then, Rita smacked the slut’s ass with a quick swat. The slut jerked and we could hear a muffled cry from her. Then, Rita followed that with another, and another. Each time, the slut jerked, as she was startled with the pain. And, she cried out with each swat.

The way she was bound, she really couldn’t turn her head very easily to see when the crop was coming. The collar restricted the movement of her head, so each time the crop landed on her ass, it startled her. And, I’m sure each one hurt, too.

Rita began swinging that thing pretty quick. The swishing sound got louder and louder, as did the slut’s cries. She was wiggling after each swat, like she was trying to get the next one to land in a different spot. But, it looked like her ass was constantly wiggling. That’s how fast Rita was swinging that thing.

She moved to a spot directly behind the slut’s ass, and started swinging back and forth. That ass caught it on both the swing and the back swing. The crop landed more on the sides of her ass, during those swings.

The slut sure wanted to see what Rita was doing, but the rope and collar still prevented her head from twisting that far. But, curiosity getting the better of her, she had to try. It was fun to watch her try and twist her head around at the same time her body jerked.

The sounds of punishment filled the room. The swishing of the crop, the smacking sounds of it hitting naked flesh and then the whimpers that came after. Other than those distinct sounds, there was complete silence. After a while, I could also hear Rita’s heavy breathing. She was getting quite a workout, too.

Rita was enjoying her control. Her face had a determined look on it. Eyes on her target. Her tits jiggled when she swung the crop. Every little bit, she licked her lips. She was wetting them, because breathing through her mouth kept drying them out.

Rita’s aim moved down to the slut’s upper thighs. That caused a distinct change in the slut’s reactions. She had tender upper thighs and sometimes she to literally jumped in reaction to the crop. Rita’s aim was deliberate to the insides of the slut’s legs.

It was quite a dance we were watching. Rita wasn’t leaving any spot of the slut’s ass and thighs untouched. The slut wiggled and jerked about, but she couldn’t move very much. She danced around as best she could, with bound ankles.

The rope attached to her collar was keeping her in position as well. What moving she could do looked very much like a little dance. It reminded me of one of those old west movies, where the gunslinger shot at the feet of some hapless victim, just for fun. Everyone was standing around laughing at the victim’s plight, but not lifting a hand to help.

Rita took little breaks, but I don’t think it was to allow the slut a rest. Her ass was pretty red and it had a few angry marks on it. The crop is good for getting every spot, because it is a sturdy tool. If you have a spot you want to hit, a little aiming is all that’s needed.

The slut’s ass was testament to that. There were red lines, almost like cane marks, but with distinctive little red welts at the ends. Her ass was covered with these. Up and down her ass, and they were even on her thighs.

Rita was leaving her mark all right. She sometimes went slow, methodically smacking certain spots. And other times she seemed to cut loose like a wild woman. Then, she’d take a break to inspect her handiwork.

After a while of this, I was wondering if Rita saw a stopping point ahead. The slut’s ass was an angry red and there weren’t any spots left that hadn’t felt the crop. Rita didn’t seem concerned with stopping. The slut was still dancing, and I’m sure that was keeping her fire burning.

I enjoy fucking a freshly punished ass, but I’m not into bloody flesh. Rita was well on her way to the former, but the latter wasn’t far behind. Her ass was an overall bright red with some deep red welts. And, it was interesting how her complete ass cheeks were covered, without any missed spots. Rita’s just like me. She loves symmetry in her work.

When I saw Rita aiming the crop into the crack of the slut’s ass, I thought I should say something. “Hey, isn’t that my territory you’re getting into there? I mean, I understand it’s part of her ass, but...”

Rita glanced over at me, then her eyes returned to her work. She didn’t even break rhythm, as she answered me. “I’m just warming her hole up for you. That way, you’ll be fucking a truly hot ass.”

“Well, I do appreciate your thoughts, but don’t go overboard. OK?”

“I’m almost finished here. Get your lube ready.”

I smiled, then offered a joke, at the slut’s expense. “Who said I was using lube? I like the friction of a tight hole. It causes heat on the shaft of my cock. I love it.”

Rita stopped whipping the slut’s ass, when I said that. She licked her finger and stuck it up the slut’s asshole. That got a nice reaction and a whimper from the slut. Rita wiggled her finger around a little then, pulled it back out. “Well, I think you’re in for a treat. I swear she grabbed hold of my finger and held on. Let me give her a few more right in her ass crack, and then she’s yours.”

I couldn’t believe my ears. Rita was stopping on her own? Nobody had to pull her off? Nobody had to drag her away, frothing at the mouth, screaming obscenities? That was a little strange. Maybe she was just tired.

I watched her pull the slut’s cheeks apart. It was even more obvious how red her ass was when I saw the white of her crack stand out against the punished red.

Rita forced the slut’s cheeks open with one hand and aimed the crop with the other. She took slow and precise aim and smacked the slut’s ass crack several last times. Each time, the slut jerked away. But, Rita just opened her crack, again. After a few well placed smacks with the crop, it was difficult to tell her crack from the rest of her ass. The color was the same.

Rita motioned me over. Holding the slut’s ass cheeks open, she showed me her handiwork. “See how I’ve marked up her asshole? Now, she’ll feel it more, when you fuck her there.” She had me place my hands on the slut’s ass cheeks. They were welted and hot to the touch. “That’s going to feel nice against your body. Now that’s a hot, punished ass.”

Although Rita was obviously proud of her work, I had to agree with her. The slut had received a good workout. And, because the slut had mentioned that she wanted me to fuck her in the ass, that gave Rita more inspiration, too. I don’t think she would have spent so much time “nurturing” that ass, if she hadn’t known what was coming next.

Rita held the slut’s cheeks open and lightly ran her finger over that asshole. It responded by tightening up. Rita laughed. “Oh, yeah. She’s gonna feel every bit of your cock as it thrusts into her.”

“Yes, I see. That's very nice, Rita.”

She stood back, and admired the target she’d been playing with. Then she looked over at me. “I think this is a nice position. You gonna do her just like this?”

“Sure. I think that's perfect.”

Rita walked back up to the bound woman and leaned over and made sure she was looking her in the eyes. Then she smiled. “Oh, boy, bitch. You’re little red behind is gonna get fucked, now. And I can’t wait to see it happen.”

She stood up and with a quick swish of the crop, Rita smacked the slut's ass one last time. Then, while finding a chair for herself, she glanced my way and smiled. “Fuck her good.”

I intended to do just that. After watching Rita use that crop on her, I was more than ready to do my part and fulfil the slut’s wishes. Her little squirming ass was about to be mine.


 
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mmmmmmmmm Very very nice DVS....something to inspire the best sorts of dreams.
 
DVS..Oh my goodness Sir, another awesome installment, you know how I love them so.......

Another winner......

bravo....kisses Gypzie
 
I'm really glad everyone is enjoying this installment. I also appreciate all of the nice things that you've said.

I think the next installment will be a good one. I do enjoy writing about sexual encounters that involve the female ass, after all. I hope you like reading about it as much as I like writing about it. :D
 
DVS said:
I hope you like reading about it as much as I like writing about it. :D

We do! We do! ~bounces greedily~ Ummmmm so when can we look forward to the next one?
 
caela said:
We do! We do! ~bounces greedily~ Ummmmm so when can we look forward to the next one?
Part of it's on paper, but most of it isn't.

You'll just have to wait for a little bit. That builds character, you know. :D
 
DVS said:
Part of it's on paper, but most of it isn't.

You'll just have to wait for a little bit. That builds character, you know. :D

Bugger the character building :)

better yet.........BUGGER ME :devil: :D :D :p
 
DVS said:
You'll just have to wait for a little bit. That builds character, you know. :D

~pouts all cute like~ I don't need my character built...and even if I did I could think of better things to do than that!
 
ride_the_horsey said:
Bugger the character building :)

better yet.........BUGGER ME :devil: :D :D :p

caela said:
~pouts all cute like~ I don't need my character built...and even if I did I could think of better things to do than that!
Suffer. :)
 
This installment is a continuation from post #608.


Rita still had the crop in her hand and playfully slapped it against Lucy’s leg, as she sat down beside her. They exchanged whispers, then settled down to watch me take the slut’s ass.

Actually, it wasn’t new, as I did it earlier in the evening. But, like me, my friends are anal voyeurs. Watching someone being taken in the ass is always fun. And, when that someone is bound and gagged? Woo Hoo!

I stood behind the slut, taking in the view. I was stroking my hard cock, imagining how hot her ass was going to feel. My hand couldn’t do it justice, so my mind was doing a good job of it.

I planned on a little rough riding, so I decided some padding would work nicely between her hips and the desk. I got one of the fluffy pillows and stuffed it under her hips. Actually, that made her ass all the more tempting. And, her feet were nearly pulled off the floor. Only her toes touched.

God, the image was near perfect. Her wrists were tied behind her back, ankles bound together and ball gag shoved in her mouth. Bent over her desk, and a rope tied to the collar around her neck. That rope was tight enough to keep her in that position, but still allow a little squirming. I like it when they squirm.

I thought I’d play with the slut’s head a little. I globbed a small amount of lube on my index finger. It was only about the size of a marble. Then, I leaned over so I could look the bitch in the eye. “I said I wasn’t going to use any lube, but I decided to be nice.” I showed her the small dab on my finger. “That’s the last of the lube. I’m sorry, but we’ve been using so much of it tonight that we didn’t have enough to go around.”

The slut was taking it all, “hook, line and sinker.” She was such a gullible bitch. So gullible, I just had to continue. “I’m going to send Lucy out after some more, but first things, first. She said she wants to watch me fuck your ass. I think this is enough for that.” I reached down and dabbed the lubricant right on her asshole. It didn’t take long. I leaned over her and again looked her in the eye. I smiled. “There. See? That’s just fine. Oh, and don’t you worry. You know I’ll get the job done, lube or no lube.”

Her facial expression was priceless. She obviously didn’t think there was enough lube. I had taken her dry earlier in the evening and I don’t think she wanted to experience that feeling again. Oh, it had all been at her urging, but I think she realised her lust got the better of her judgement. She found out that lots of lube was a good thing to have, when getting it in the ass.

I decided to take my torment a little further. I was still leaning over her bound body. “You know, it might not seem like enough to you, but I can see better than you can. You see? Your ass has been taken more than once, tonight. It’s not as tight as it was that first time. Trust me.” I patted her on the ass, with my hand. “It’ll be just fine.”

I looked into the slut’s eyes one last time, before I pushed myself up from the desk.
There was concern in her eyes. There was fear in her eyes. But, aside from the concern and fear, there was also a great deal of lust in her eyes. She knew I was going to fuck her ass, even if there wasn’t enough lube. And, she knew she couldn’t stop me. Yes, I think it worried her, but I know it also made her want it, too. I think she wanted it more than it worried her. My slut liked being used.

Standing right behind the slut, she couldn’t see what I was doing. I grabbed the lube and globbed some right on the head of my cock. Not too much, though. Just enough to pierce her tight ass without resistance. Like Rita said, I didn’t want to ruin her handiwork. Too much lube, and there would be no friction. I wanted a little friction, just so the slut would feel the welts on her asshole. But, there was a fine line when dealing with lube. I wanted no resistance when I pushed the head in and out, several times, either. I love doing that.

It also gives the sub such an out of control feeling. Sometimes they try to keep my cock from entering their ass, like they’re testing my control. But that only makes it more fun for me. There’s nothing better than a tight asshole that gets even tighter. Resistance is futile, but please resist. That’s lots of fun for me.

I stood there, stroking my cock. With a coating of lube, I could get a tighter grip on it, with my hand. That felt good so my cock got harder. The head felt like velvet, but it was engorged and hard. It was quite a bit larger than the shaft. Watching that ass squirming in front of me was making it harder, still.

The slut was on her toes. The pillow had her feet almost completely off the floor. I thought about adding another pillow, just to further limit her movement. But, I decided my hands holding her hips would be enough. There was no way she could move much, anyway, but with my hands on her hips and my cock buried deep in her ass...there was no way she would be doing much more than some wiggling.

That pillow raised her hips so her ass cheeks were wide open. I could see her twitching little asshole as it waited for my cock. It was fun watching her struggle in her bondage. Her slender calves were flexed because she was standing on her tiptoes. She looked so vulnerable bent over, I had to keep myself from shoving my cock into her and fucking her silly. I wanted to make this time last. She was gonna know her ass had been fucked.

I walked up behind her. My hard cock was like a divining rod pointing to water. It seemed to know just where to go, and it was a perfect height to her asshole. All I needed to do was shove it in.

I leaned forward and grabbed hold of her bound wrists. I leaned just far enough that the head of my cock was resting right on her brown asshole. She whimpered when she felt that, because she knew what was about to happen.

I pulled on her wrists and my cock slowly invaded her ass. I could feel her clinching her cheeks as she slowly submitted. I was standing right behind her, so I could feel her bound feet jerking against my legs. And, little whimpers escaped her gagged mouth at the same time. She liked being taken like this. I could tell. She liked being used.

I let my cock slide in, until my stomach was resting against her hot, punished ass. In one motion I leaned forward and pushed her wrists up between her shoulder blades. That pushed my cock deep into her as far as it would go. She gasped when I did that. Her body was shaking. She knew she had no control over what she got, and I think she liked it that way.

She had all of me up that little ass. I could feel her clenching against it as I rested my body against hers. God, it felt good. It felt like I was taming some wild woman. I imagined she was an unruly slave girl who needed to be taught a lesson. She was struggling against my control.

I held her wrists up against her back and slowly pulled my cock out. She groaned when I did that. I laughed and smacked her on her ass. “You like this a little too much, slut. If I didn’t enjoy it so much, I’d pull right out of you and make you beg for it.” That was a great idea, but I was too far-gone. I just wanted to savour my cock sliding in and out of that ass.

When my cock was almost completely out, I stopped. With both hands holding her wrists again, I changed direction and let my body weight push my cock down into her, again. She squealed as my cock sank down into her, again. It was faster, that time. My stomach mashed against her ass and she gasped again.

Her ass was still clenching against my cock, driving me wild. Her whole body was shacking. I had a quivering ass whore beneath me, and I was loving every second of it. Again, I slowly pulled my cock back, and she again gasped from the feeling. I watched as it slid out. Her hole was stretched tight against the shaft. She was such a tight fuck, even after being used all evening. I could get used to this.

When my cock was all out, except for the head, I changed direction, again. Again I let my body weight push me back down and my cock slid right down into her, again.

She groaned. “Gawd!”

“Do you like that, slut?”

She nodded her head. I figured she would. But, I thought I’d raise the stakes a little bit. She was on the edge, and I wondered just how far I could take her. “You like getting fucked, don’t you? I know you do. But not just fucked. You like being used, being bound, gagged and used. Don’t you!”

Again, she nodded her head. I could see saliva oozing from around the gag. She sure looked like a bitch in heat, but I wanted to hear her beg. I knew she liked being used, but I wanted her to work for it. I wanted to hear her ask for my cock in her ass.

I pulled my cock almost out, again, but this time I had my hand down between her hips and the pillow. It wasn’t easy, but I held my cock right where it was and reached down and started rubbing her clit with my fingers. She immediately gasped and started twisting her body around, reacting to my fingers.

I could tell she couldn’t keep that up much longer, so I had to work fast. I hunched over her, doing my best to keep my cock poised at the opening of her ass. I’m sure I looked kind of funny to the others, but I did have a plan. While rubbing her clit, I got my head as close to hers as I could and whispered to her. “I bet you want my cock deep inside your ass.” She just whimpered her response.

But, I could tell my fingers were exciting her too much and I had to stop. So, I grabbed hold of her hips and began rotating mine so the head of my cock was rotating just inside her asshole. That wasn’t as exciting to her, but it was keeping her attention.

I started fucking her ass with little jabbing strokes. I didn’t shove very far with any of them, but they were pretty quick repetitive strokes. That was getting more of a reaction from her. She was trying to match each of those strokes by raising her ass to meet them. But, all she could do was push up with her toes and they were hardly touching the floor themselves. It was still a sign that she wanted it to continue and that’s all I needed to know.

I stopped what I was doing and pulled completely out and away from her. She groaned and then whimpered her disapproval. She wiggled her ass in an attempt to lure me back, but I just stood there, silent, behind her.

She continued her little alluring dance until she finally realised I wasn’t affected. Then, while still standing behind her and a couple feet away, I asked her a few questions. “OK, slut, how does it feel to get a taste of something and have it taken away from you, at the last minute?”

She shook her head back and forth and jerked around in her bonds. I think she was trying to show me her disgust for what I’d done, and her desire for me to come back and finish her off. But, she didn’t even attempt to say anything. Although, she did grunt and groan some.

“This little fit you’ve shown me...is it suppose to tell me you something?”

She groaned some more, but these were more emphatic, like expressive squealings. Still, no words came from her mouth.

“Are you trying to tell me something, slut? Are you trying to say you liked what I was doing, or are you trying to tell me you didn’t like it?”

I think she was getting pissed, because I didn’t understand her. But, I understood more than she realised.

“It’s very difficult to express yourself, when you’re naked and all trussed up like that, isn’t it? You can’t even express the simplest sexual needs.”

I walked up behind her and leaned against her. I was holding her hips and my hard cock was riding up and down the crack of her ass. I leaned on over and relaxed my body on hers so my head was very close to her ear. My hard cock was between us. I had it positioned in her ass crack. Still lubricated from before, I humped her and let my cock slide up and down her crack.

“You want it, don’t you?” I continued to hump her, making my cock slid up and down her ass crack. “Don’t you think it would be better, if this were going in your tight little ass?”

You should have seen her. She was drooling all over. You could almost say she was foaming at the mouth. Her body was shaking. I could feel it shaking, beneath me. I could feel her clenching her ass cheeks. She could probably feel my cock getting harder, too, because it was. “If you want me to fuck you, all you have to do is say so. I’ll shove my cock up your ass so hard and fast, you won’t be able to catch your breath.”

She was whimpering. I think it must have been because she couldn’t express her opinion. She was slobbering all over, and when she tried to form words, it was difficult to understand her. Shit, I knew what she wanted and I wasn’t going to tell her. I think I heard her say she wanted me to fuck her, but the gag was an obvious hindrance. She might just as easily been yelling for me to get off her, but I seriously doubt that.

She tried again. But, it seemed like every word she tried to form had a mouthful of slobber to get past. Any and all words she tried to speak seemed to come out as giberish. I thought sure I heard her say she wanted me to “fuh” her. It was fun watching her try to form words.

She groaned at me, when I said I didn’t understand what she was saying. She was wiggling all around. My cock loved that. She was probably cussing me out, under her breath, but I told her I couldn’t understand that, either. She was getting quite frustrated, but that was the emotion I was looking for. I knew that she’d eventually get so horny, she’d start with the begging.

A puddle of saliva was forming, on the desk, in front of her. The rope kept her face right in it. I leaned over and asked her if she could do better with her words. I heard a nasty groan from her. Then, she tried again. “I waw yoo oo fuh meh. Pleath, fuh meh.”

Oh, I knew what she was trying to say. And, she was actually doing quite well, considering her condition. I couldn’t resist taking it even further, just to see her reaction. I reached down between her legs and started playing with her. While roughly fingering her clit, I went for the mental jugular. “You want me to fuh yoo? I’m sorry, but I don’t understand. What does fuh mean? You really need to do a better job of enunciating your words, sweetie.”

That did it. She knew I was messing with her, then. She let loose with a groan that turned into a scream and she was thrashing around on the desk. She wanted it bad, and I wasn’t letting her have it.

She was kicking her legs and clenching her fists in frustration. I loved watching her try to form the words. “Fuh meh, muya fuhga! Fuh meh! Yoo nau wah Iah thayun! Fuh meh! Fuh muh ath! Pleth, fuh muh ath!”

Oh, it was funny watching her lose it like that. Her body jerked, with each attempt she made to get me to understand. And, the fact that she knew I was just leading her on only made it worse. She was filled with emotion...filled with horny emotion.

I decided to let her have what she wanted. But, she was so “out there”, I had trouble getting her attention. I think I had achieved what I wanted. She was begging and pleading for me to “fuh” her. She was nearly screaming from behind that gag. She twitched and jerked around, and she was drooling.

I positioned myself right behind her and pressed my cock against her asshole. Then, with no warning, I started pushing it in. Well, it was obvious she could tell what I was doing. From the first touch, her pleas turned to whimpers, and she pushed her ass up to meet my hard cock. Then her whimpers changed to gasps. She tried to catch her breath when my cock took her.

She was nothing but an ass whore. She wanted her ass fucked, and she was grateful I had finally given her what she wanted. I held on to her hips and started thrusting hard. I watched my cock slide in and when my stomach slapped against her ass cheeks, I pulled back until my cock nearly came out. Then, I shoved it all the way back down, again.

She gasped with each downward stroke. On the exit strokes, she tried to catch her breath. But, she kept pushing her ass back against me. She had her toes pointing inward, with her knees together, so her ass cheeks would be as open as possible. God, she was doing everything she could to make it easy for me to ream her ass, but good.

I just continued to shove it in. Over and over, she took it and took it hard. When I rammed my cock deep into her ass, it seemed to knock the wind out of her. She gasped, and then a whimper of what I think was part pain and part pleasure would be the result. It turned me on so much, I couldn’t stop fucking her.

On a few of the exit strokes, I pulled all the way out, just so I could shove it back in, again. I love that feeling, and I loved the reaction it bought out in the slut. I swear her ass got tighter, like she was fighting against me.

I fucked that little squirming ass hard and fast until I had to cum. I was suprised at how quick it caught me off guard. I had just enough time to lean over and wrap my arms tight around her waist and pump my cum deep into her ass. She squealed, when she felt my hot sex squirting into her. Her body shivered uncontrollably. That made me cum harder. It was an amazing feeling of power. I actually growled, as I filled her bowels.

She seemed to go through a lot of different emotions, all of them caused her to squirm and shake. She moaned and whimpered under my hard thrusts. Sometimes it was as if I was fucking a female animal. She fought against her bonds and sometimes the cock in her ass, but, I wore her down.

Finally, the fever action slowed. I realised my heart was beating so hard, I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t even realise I had been pumping her that hard. She was lying on the desk, her upper body heaving. She was also catching her breath. I could hear soft moans when she exhaled. Slobbers of saliva still bubbled between the gag and her lips. I reached down between her legs. Her pussy was wet and the pillow was soaked. She had cum hard.

It felt like I had punished her, but her reaction was more of acceptance, like she wanted it. I don’t think she considered it punishment at all. I think I was feeding some deep need she had to be used. For her, being stripped naked, bound and used in the ass was some ultimate satisfaction. That was a need I was more than happy to oblige.


 
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Mmmmmmmmmm, delicious as always DVS...is it bad to be jealous of a fictional character??
 
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