Desire Mansion

[southern_slut]

"Oh God!"

He never commanded I be quiet so I let the screams out. Feeling them rain down on my ass cheeks and they flesh grow hot and numb. His thumb teasing my swollen clit and my eager cunt.

"Oh my fucking God..."

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Six:

His touch was still light against her, still not allowing her to feel him fully touching her. He watched her body respond to him, watched the way her hips moved to the touch of his fingers or the smack of the paddle. Shaking his head slightly, though he knew she couldn't see it, he finally broke his silence with only a few short words.

"No God in here. Just me."

And again, the paddle came down on the white flesh of another new spot on her ass, slowly spreading the redness over her skin.

 

[southern_slut]

No.7-
Screaming int the room, filling it with my moans and grunts as my ass is pelted and abused. Feeling it assaulted and growing hot to the touch.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Six:

It is only when her ass is red over virtually every inch that the assault against her body stops, and his fingers leave her cunt. He sets the paddle aside, then moves to the side of the box. Gripping her hair, he lifts her head, and forces his fingers into her mouth, cleaning the wetness of her cunt off onto her tongue. When he is satisfied, he takes his fingers from her mouth and releases her hair, letting her head fall back to the box, and he moves back around behind her.

He unzips his slacks, his cock hard and virtually springing out as it is released from it's confines. Lifting the leather flogger next, he moves fully behind her, and presses the swollen head of his cock against her cunt, entering her without word or warning. His hips push forward, but slowly, slowly, as he fills her inch by inch, feeling her weight and tight around him. Finally, his hips are against her, Seven's cunt fully enveloping him, and that is the moment the leather flogger comes down against her stretched back, the sound of the impact again filling the room around them.

 

[southern_slut]

No. 7-

Feeling his shaft so slowly pushing into me. Filling every inch and forcing more than I can fit inside. My voice is ragged as I'm breathing so heavily. Then he begins to fuck me while the paddle raises fresh welts on my back now. And the screaming continues.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Six:

He groans quietly, her cunt so very tight around him, and his length is quickly slick, glistening as he pulls his hips back from her. His pace gradually increases, each strike from the flogger coming with a greater pause in between as he takes her harder. After only a few moments, he thrusts into her one final time, and leaves himself fully inside her. The flogger is set aside, and his body bends over her own. His hands slide over her hips, along her sides, and under her body, fingers pinching and rolling each nipple. His mouth is near her ear when he whispers to her.

"Perhaps I will leave you like this, little angel. Let every man and woman come through and use you as they please."

 

[southern_slut]

"Promise?"

My whole body is shaking and I'm clenching my cunt to try and get him to keep fucking. I'm so close now and my back and ass and pussy are alive and eager.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Six:

"Mmm." He smiles behind the mask, his voice still a whisper. "Earn it."

Straightening up, he brings the flogger down across her back again, fucking her once, his thrust back into her cunt as sharp and sudden as the impact of the flogger on her now-rosy skin. Then he pulls from her fully, the air suddenly on his skin a sharp contrast from the heat of her body. He tosses the flogger aside, then bends and scoops her body up again, this time flipping her over onto her back, the length of rope tied to the box twisting to accommodate her. He sets her hips on the edge and, while still gripping her, pulls her toward him, impaling her back onto his cock as he does.

He keeps himself fully inside her once more, feeling the way her cunt squeezes him as her body tries to urge him to fuck her. Instead, his hands move to one of her ankles, and he lifts her leg, slipping the leather cuff at the top of the short pole around her ankle and tightening it. He repeats the process with her other ankle, leaving the little angel with her wrists bound and arms stretched above her head, and her legs spread, feet in the air.

His cock is inside her still, unmoving still, and he pulls from her suddenly again, once more aware of the contrast between the heat of her body and the coolness in the air. His hands slide under her, lifting her body slightly and moving her hips back from the edge of the box. Her legs straighten out a bit, but there is more than enough room to move her, and he lowers her with her head hanging off the other side. He moves around to that side, and without a word pushes his slick and coated cock between her lips. As he begins to fuck her mouth as he did her cunt he reaches out, taking advantage of her short body and his long limbs, and his fingers find her cunt again, his touch not light this time as he seeks out her clit.

 

[southern_slut]

No 7-

My body so roughly torqued and maneuvered, feeling his hands all over me, throwing me and toying with me. Suddenly he's not inside me, then he is, and then he's in my mouth and I can taste my delicious twat on his thick shaft. It's huge but I'm... experienced. I take it all as he works his way down my throat and the absence in my cunt is filled by his big, rough hands again.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Six:

His breathing is heavier, punctuated by the occasional sharp in-take of breath as he fucks her warm mouth. Fucks her throat. She's better than he expected, taking him more fully than he assumed she'd be able to, and despite her position Number Seven's mouth works his cock like she knows what she's doing. Not only does he find himself happily surprised, but he is quite pleased.

He knows he could indulge himself in her mouth for a time, could easily allow himself to empty his balls down her throat, and he more than suspected she'd handle that just as well. But no. He is not nearly done with this one.

He allows himself a few more moments of fucking her mouth, closing his eyes behind the mask and moaning his approval as she continues to take his full length with little sign of struggle. Finally, he forces himself to pull from her mouth, a small string of his precum stretching between her tongue and the glistening head of his cock before it breaks.

His fingers leave her cunt once more, and he moves back around the box, hands once again lifting her and pulling her hips to the edge. He sets her down, then sinks to one knee. The cut of the mask allows just enough of his mouth access, and he moves his mouth to her needy pussy, licking the length of her slit and tasting her sweet arousal.

 

[southern_slut]

No 7-

Another sudden transition and now my aching cunt is alive with the sweet traces of his tongue. His hot breath, warm tongue, it's like an angel of sex found me and has graced my whorish form. is tongue coaxes juices from me like a snake charmer.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Six:

Gradually, the flickering and swirling of his tongue begin to focus more and more on her clit, and he drinks in her taste, her arousal filling his nostrils. His hands move up her body, finding her nipples and again rolling them between his fingers, his lips parted and pressed to her cunt, taking every drop he can from her.

 

[southern_slut]

No. 7-

It won't be long, in fact I can hardly hold myself together. Feeling myself ready to burst and my core and my thighs and my whole body twitching against the restraints.

"I-I'm gonna cum..."

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

And just like that, he's no longer touching her. His mouth is gone from her mound, his fingers releasing her stiff nipples, and he rises to his feet, taking a short step back from the box. All this is done without verbally denying her her orgasm, but it seems to him that the message behind is movements is clear enough.

As he rises to his feet he reaches out and snatches up the flogger, and he looks down upon her, muscles tense, hips moving, her cunt so inviting and ready, the little angel bound and helpless for his amusement. And the flogger begins it's attack on her flesh anew, the red this time blooming on her chest and breasts.

 

[southern_slut]

Cries of pleasure, pain, and frustration erupt between my lips as I feel myself denied and then attacked again. My entire body becoming alive with welts and marks.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

Six:

The marks on her body, her mixed cries filling the room, and the helpless slut before him all combine to inflame his arousal, and Number Six steps forward and plunges himself inside her again. He's still entirely dressed, and he fucks her with only his throbbing length out of the dark trousers he wears. Her arousal, the need leaking from her wanting cunt, is evident on the front of his pants. He fucks her needy cunt hard, and deep, almost as if he's trying to fuck through her, and his eyes stay focused on her intently through every thrust, watching for any sign of her impending climax. And ready to pull from her again the moment he sees it.

 

[southern_slut]

My mouth digs into my soft shoulder as I feel my entire body shudder against him inside of me. It's insane how incredibly turned on I am and I consider just cumming and to hell with him. However the flogger stings as it is, what else could he throw at me?

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

And once again, like a ghost, he's gone from her body. The flogger strikes her once more, and then is tossed aside again. He pauses, his eyes scanning the room for a moment, and then moves away from her when he finds what he's searching for. When he returns, he holds a set of anal beads in his hand, and they glisten in the light of the room, the applied lube reflective. Without a word, without looking to her for confirmation that this was something she wanted or had ever done, he drops to a knee and slides a hand under her hips, lifting them slightly. With the other hand, he begins to slowly work bead after bead into her tight ass, pausing for a moment to graze his tongue over her clit quickly, tasting her, before he resumes filling her ass.

When he finishes, he lowers her back onto the box, and to any onlooker the only evidence they'd see that anything had changed was the ringed handle that was left sticking out.

 

[southern_slut]

Feeling my tight pucker being stretched and worked open for the first time in my young life. It hurts, and as the time passes it stretches and my hole feels amazing. It's so new and fantastic. I feel the tongue scrape over my clit and it sends shudders up and down my spine.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

He's on his feet again, and once more his cock is inside her, once more he is releasing the aggression and intensity of his arousal, his need to possess this woman he doesn't know the identity of or even what she looks like, the need to own her in this moment, to mark her, for her body to be a reminder of the way he took her and used her and possessed her in the coming days. All this, he takes out on the little angel's cunt, his hands gripping her hips and pulling her to him each time his hips drive forward.

But still, he watches, ever aware of when she will be too close to stop.

 

[southern_slut]

His shaft buries into me again and my mind is lost as the sensation vary and my body becomes a playground. Cock, beads, flog, beads, cock, flog, cock. It's insane the things happening to me and I can hardly hold myself together.

"I'm gonna cum..."

It's insane how fast he nearly brings me to orgasm.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

One word.

"No."

Again he pulls out, moaning a bit himself as he does. He'd be lying if she said the variation wasn't getting him close, as well, and he was not nearly done with her yet, and certainly not ready to cum.

Looking down at her, he grins slightly, a bit evilly, and despite how incredibly hard he is - he feels like he could drive his cock through a brick wall right now - he manages to work it back into his slacks, and he zips up.

Bending at the waist, he takes one long, slow lick against her cunt, tasting her again, then stands straight again. He sees her there, bound, helpless, her skin red and marked from the paddle and the flogger, her body practically vibrating with need.

"I think I need a drink," he says, bending slightly at the waist and hovering over her body, between her spread and bound legs, his eyes on her face. "If anyone comes in while I'm gone, you are to beg them to fuck you. Tell them what a needy, cock-hungry slut you are. Tell them you don't want to leave this spot until you've fucked every cock in this place. But these?" he reached down, his finger looping into the handle of the beads still in her ass, "These are for me. They stay here until I decide to take them out."

He releases the handle, and then turns and walks silently out, not even bothering to look back and the bound and helpless little angel.

He does go to where the drinks are, grabbing a bottle of water. He has no idea how many people are even here, if any of them are even inside, given the splashing and commotion he heard out there and the complete lack of people until he found her. And, he doesn't plan to make her wait long. A few minutes, tops. The simple fact was, he was not nearly done fucking her, and a very large part of him wanted to walk back in right now, bury himself in her hot cunt, and empty his balls inside her.

But no.

He wanted her in there, bound, naked, exposed, used, aching from the flogger and paddle, aching with the need to cum, and knowing that the door could open at any moment and any random person could walk in and fuck her. Cum inside her, cum on her, pretty much use her any way they saw fit.

He would only wait a minute or two longer. Maybe three. But he wanted those ideas swirling in her head. He wanted her to anticipate her cunt being taken by yet another strange cock when the door opened, whether he was opening it or not.

He glanced at the clock behind the bar.

 

[southern_slut]

The thought of being left to pleasure anyone and everyone at the party leaves me desperate to orgasm. It's so hot thinking of random, strange cocks and that tall woman who left for the pool. Anxious, hoping that men and women and toys and everything imaginable comes through that door. While at the same time scared of what may happen. I'm so young to be in such a place and it's insane what's happening to me. How many grown ups ever experienced sex like this? It was so much to think about and the thoughts alone were like a meat dick working itself inside of me.

 

[Scuttle Buttin']

He is able to wait five minutes, watching the door to the Punishment Room the entire time he does. No one enters, and so he knows he won't be walking in on anything. It is surprisingly quiet inside, given the commotion outside.

Not a drop of blood left his swollen cock in any second of the five minutes he waited. Finishing the water, he tosses the empty bottle in a nearby can and makes his way back to the Punishment Room. He pauses at the door, listening to see if she'd be calling out for someone to come in, whether to release her or fuck her. He couldn't hear anything through the door, if she was making any sound on the other side or not, and so he pushed it open just a bit, just enough that the hinges creaked a bit and announced that the door was moving, but he remained fully on the other side, hidden from her view.

 

[southern_slut]

"Hello? Is someone there? Are you going to fuck me? I need to be fucked, I need to cum and fuck. I'm such a whore and I need your cum!"
That's what he said to say, right? Whoever is there may be frightened off but if not it'll set the tone for a great night all the same. I keep calling out from my awkward half on, half off position with my arms and legs splayed wildly around me.