Den Of Sin

[Vespiris]

I lose thought in spears of black and red pain. I feel full beyond full, reduced to a mere soft tissue wrapping of the giant thing. I am torn and impaled, with no core, no substance but to surround the massive spear.

Finally no more is added. Finally I can pay attention to all the little pains, my thorat from screaming, my hips and legs and ribs from being moved from inside. I am sore and creaky and I don't dare move. Breathing nearly makes me black out from the overwhelmind possessing pain.

His fingers grazing my ass may well be lightning for the bluw white shock they give my body. My breathing is a ragged whimper.

I barely notice the man move, I have to focus on keeping my body together or I feel I will be torn to shreds. Then his fingers slide along my pussy, stretching the lips open. That blue white fire tinging red. I didn't know any of my skin could move around this thing in me. I feel him search for my hole. He can't be. I try to open my mouth and beg him not to, but no words can form, all my words have been smashed out of me. I am only soft wrapping for this hard, hard, painful spear.

The head of his cock touches me, enters me. His hands find my hips and impale me on him. I cannot fight. I hear/feel bones crunch. Pain has lost all meaning. I find myself wrapping around him, clautrophobia tight. His breathing is fast, but mine has slowed. I think. I can't think.

Blue white red black rainbow fire steals me away. I work my throat to scream but if I am I can't hear it. I only hear the rake of his skin on mine, the tear of something soft in me, the slick jab of his cock.

Drumtaut, painfully stretched around the two phalluses I linger in the grey spaces of consiousness. One moves within me, always feeding me fire always tearing. The other is stable, steady, my rock.

The active stone grows harder and harder, tearing into me faster. And I can no longer care. My purpose is to feel pain, to be torn, to wrap around the pain. Obediently I tear and feel.

 

[poohlive]

It was tighter than anything he had ever felt in his life. He thought, many times, that it was just impossible. His own manhood, while it wasn't something to be idolized, was far from average. He finally made his way entirely into her. Relishing in the feeling, her tightly closing in against him.
He moved in and out, but he didn't need to. His cock had never felt this type of pressure before in his life. It would not take long at all. He moved in and out, satisfying his own sick urges of animal lust, the thought of her and her pain forgotten.
In and out, back and forth. It caused her more pain, and himself more pleasure. Somehow, the fact that she was in so much pain gave him such a thrill. Made the experience erotic to a plane he had never thought before.
In a final thrust, he blew his load into her. He left his cock in there, twitching and splurting the last of his white cum. He smiled, loving every minute of it.
He slowly pulled himself out. massaging her wounded pussy. Then, he grabbed the black monster, taking it from it's place. He wasn't an idiot though, he took it slow. It would feel better for her, and wouln't rip anything else in there.
Finally, with a sickening pop it came out. A small trace of blood followed. Baer leaned down, wiping it away. She would be sore for a solid week. He did feel sorry for her. This is what her master wanted though.
He read the letter again. He had followed it to a T. A few things he had left out, only because he thought whatever lesson she was going to learn from this, she had already learned.
Carefully, he untied her from the bed, moving her carefully to a more relaxed position. He had pillows waiting.
He looked at her face. Tear streaks stained her cheeks, he saw the look in her eyes. As if she had just gone through labor. Under the circumstances, it wasn't that far from the truth.
"It's over," he assured her, wiping away the tears.
"You did well. Very well. Your master has a very lovable pet. The rest of my time here is to make you comfortable, do you need anything, want anything?"
He added, after a thought, "You may speak now."
She did have beautiful eyes. He'd almost wished he had seen them. She must have looked so sexy when she's aroused. Now, though, all he could see was pain.

 

[Vespiris]

I feel myself emptied, lost of purpose. Warm hands release me, let me relax, let me see.

I blink and slowly focus on the man here with me. The man who did this to me. He looks concerned, not cold at all. He's shiny with excertion, flushed, bright in the world of darkness I am slowly returning from.

"Its over" his fingers stroke my hair back from my face and I find myself able to breathe again.

"You did well. Very well. Your master has a very lovable pet. "

I smile. It's worth it then. It is all worth it. Atonement.

"The rest of my time here is to make you comfortable, do you need anything, want anything? You may speak now."

I lick my lips with the point of my tongue, savoring the sensation, the freedom of my own movement. I search his face as he peers into mine.

"A glass of water would be nice." My voice is small and cracks. He nods.

"Okay, I'll be right back. You rest."

As I close my eyes I feel his fingers stroke my face. I drift until I feel him touch my head, lifting me to a sitting position. I moan from the pressure on my ass and he wraps my fingers around a cool glass. My hands are shaking, he wraps his fingers around mine, helping me drink. So gentle. So different from what he was moments ago.

I rest my head on his shoulder as I feel the cold fluid spread through my body. Soothing my throat, cooling, healing where it touches. Already I am forgetting the depths of my punishment, gently stretching muscles around new sores, new welts.

I gather my wits and truly look into the face of the man before me for the first time. I sit up fully, regretting it, but stubbornly return to my usual decorum. His hand falls from around my waist. I pull the water glass from his grip and drink deeply.

Again my hands shake and he collects them in his own. I smile softly at him. "Thank you."

He blinks at me, a bit surprised as I continue, "If I may ask, who are you?"

 

[poohlive]

Slowly, Baer moved from his position, behind her. He holds her comfortingly, letting her head rest on his shoulders. He makes sure her body is turned so she is on her side, and not fully on her ass.
"Well," he smiled as he starts, not quite sure if he should be telling her this, "Everyone calls me Baer... for obvious reasons. I work at the Den of Sin. That's where we are now, in one of the more unforgiving bdsm rooms. This isn't how I wanted to spend my life though. I thought of being a teacher once, in a small college somewhere. Even went so far as to go to college for a year or so. Never had the money to finish though. So, I applied at a couple of strip places as a bouncer, and slowly worked my way up to here finally."
His hands stroked her hair softly, he made them trace lightly around her shoulders and back. Not in a sexual tone, just for comfort.
"I have a fondness for books, literature. I have a wonderful cat named Samantha, and I dream of backpacking through Paris one day."
He smiled, almost embarrassingly, revealing his entire life to her. Baer glanced at her small frame next to his. She seemed to fragile, and yet so beautiful.
"I'm wondering about you though. Tell me, who are you?"

 

[Vespiris]

"Well, sometimes I'm a college student and sometimes I'm...well...this. " I gestured to include my body and the room.

"When I'm a college student I'm a very good one. Engineering, high powered stuff where I'm brighter and faster than a lot of the guys around me. I think the constant needing to be in charge got to me. I got a co-op with a company the summer after my freshman year. My boss caught me writing stories when I was supposed to be working." I was blushing.

"The bad part was that I had included him as a charactor." I nibbled my lip, half laughing at my own innocence.

"So he took me home and gave me some training. It works almost like a co-op now. I spend a term at school and then a term with him. Its not going to do much for my professional resume, but Master says he'll make sure I'm taken care of." I shrugged and nuzzled back into Baer's chest.

 

[poohlive]

The things women do forsex and acceptance. He didn't judge her though, hell, he was a male prostitute, more or less. At least she did what she did for pleasure. It might not have been that much higher on the moral ladder of life, but it was at least a ring or two.
"At least you have a life ahead of you. A steady future, not a lot of people can say that."
He kissed her head lightly, feeling her body relax against his. It was a wonderous feeling. Honestly, not a lot of people ever wanted to cuddle afterwards... go figure.
"So, what did you do to make your master get punished like this," he showed her the note he had recieved, "To me this doesn't sound like the usual hand stuck in a cookie jar type punishment."
He wondered if he would willing go through that much pain just to please another human being. Baer glanced back at the black dildo, a streak of blood cascading down it. At once he shivered. No way in hell.

 

[polywog]

Joe Thurman

I dont know if I can keep my job this way. It seemed the thing to do, doing the haughty bitch as I did, hard up the ass.

Showering in my room, I considered the notion that I might be meaner than the average bear. 'Well, I know some things most people don't.' I said to myself, shutting off the water. I was disgusted with myself nonetheless. I still smelled her shit on me! I washed till I was nearly raw. 'King Lear's got nothing on me.'

I dressed again. I need some soul healing, I thought. I'll start at the bar.

My mind drifted back to Leigh. When I was in high school, she lay next to me in my single bed, said to me "Joe, you'll never wash that color off. Not even with a college degree, not with a white girl." Why didn't I stay in Atlanta? With Leigh? I hurt her terribly when she found out about Robyn. She had a right to slap my face. I thought I knew better, that I could kick her away and find happiness in the white man's world.

At the bar I ordered a bourbon. I even drink the man's liquour!
I'm a long way from home. I sat at the end of the bar, not paying any attention to anyone.

 

[Vespiris]

What did I do to deserve this. He would ask. I laughed and pressed my face into his big warm chest, blushing. "Don't worry about it, its over now, all better."

He shuddered under my fingers and I looked up into his face. Care etched into my voice as I tried to reassure him. "Seriously, don't worry about it." I stroked a finger down his face. "I can be too outrageous for my own good, too hard to control. I agreed to this because I wanted to stay with my Master rather than leave. Okay?"

 

[poohlive]

"Hey, it's ok," his face was warm and comforting, a face that didn't seem to be able to do the things that he had done to her not thirty minutes ago.
"I don't want to pry. Just was a little curious is all," he lightly traced her her down where it touched. Soft hair, matted from the recent encounter.
"Speaking of which, you still have about and hour or so before your master comes for you. Is there anything I can do for you until then?"

 

[Sweetp4u]

Nikki

She couldnt sleep worth a shit tonight. She heard people filing down the stairs, the night was finally over. She reached over and dialed the control room. One of the staff was in there, she asked where Baer was, and he told her. Nikki rang the room, asking one of the female helpers, to ask Baer to come see her when he was done with his last client for the night. She had some ideas, and wanted his opinion before she acted on it.

 

[Sweetp4u]

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occ: since everyone left this one already its time to closer down.. Its been fun ya'll..


oc: Nikki got out of bed. ready for a new change. Packing all her belongings, and writing a nite to her staff She headed out of the building for good. Small town girl was going home or somewhere new. She went to her office and opened her safe, pulling out all her legal papers she had drawn up a few weeks ago. With all her staff on it. She left a note for Baer who was now owner to give to the two new guys a bonus from her. She left checks in their names, and slide the keys to the building in Baer's footlocker. Everything was set. All the legal papers were signed and witnessed. Baer now owned the "Den". She smiled a little watery as she walked out the front doors for the last time. She quickly hoped into one of the cabs waiting and left.... She was going to miss this place..