Author: Powerone
Title: Maiden Maid
Part: Chapter 7- Bound and Penetrated From Behind
Summary: This is the story of orphans that become of age in 1933 and what they
are forced to do to survive the Great Depression.
Keywords: M+F, nc, anal, reluc, humil, oral
Copyright 2002, 2003 and 2004 by Powerone. The author can be contacted at
controlher@hotmail.com.
This is the story of orphans that become of age in 1933 and what they are forced
to do to survive the Great Depression. Sara is an 18-year-old orphan during the
depression and life is hard.
Maiden Maid
Chapter 7-Bound and Penetrated From Behind
Sara lay in her bed, naked, her fingers lightly playing over her red
bush. She pushed her fingers between her pussy lips, feeling the wetness
already there. Her mind went back to the pictures in the books that John had
shown her, the pictures of girls naked and bound. She imagined herself, Michael
and John standing over her, their hard cocks running over her bound body, unable
to stop them from forcing themselves into her spread body. Her body began to
shudder, two fingers fucking in and out of her wet pussy, the other hand
squeezing her clit hard as she came again and again. She blushed as she came
down from her orgasm, ashamed at what she was thinking of, ashamed at her body
betraying her inner secrets.
She worked around the house the next day mostly by herself. It wasn't
until lunch time that she ran into John. She saw his eyes stripping her naked
when he saw her. "Hello John," her eyes lowered in shame at what he had forced
her to do.
"Afternoon Sara, you look good enough to eat today," laughing at her
humiliation. He went up behind her, his hands reaching around her waist,
pulling her back onto him, his hard cock pushing into her tight ass. He leaned
over to her ear, whispering to her, "Michael is going to fuck you virgin asshole
tonight, Sara. I will be listening to hear your screams as his hard cock tears
into your tender asshole."
Now it was confirmed, she had thought that might be Michael's desire
tonight. Both of them were fascinated with her asshole, always fingering it,
opening it up. She knew they were just readying her for when they would
sodomize her. She knew it would hurt, even the fingers painful. But they both
seemed to enjoy that, her screams, her bouncing around trying to escape the
painful tearing in her back passage. She shuddered when she felt John's cock on
her butt, knowing once Michael had breached her backside, John would also want
to do the same and his cock was so much bigger.
"Once he does that, I'm going to make you sit on my lap and ride my cock
in your tight asshole. I'm going to love to see your tits bouncing up and down
as you take my cock in and out of your tight ass. But first, Michael gets to
take your virginity. Can you feel how hard my cock is, thinking how hot and
tight your asshole is going to be?" He rubbed his cock back and forth over her
ass cheeks, his hands guiding her hips to move back and forth over it.
"Not in my butt, that is going to hurt so much. Please, let me fuck you
with my pussy, I'll squeeze real tight," she begged him, hoping to get him to
change his mind about degrading her and fucking her asshole.
"I wouldn't miss the chance to fuck that ass for anything Sara. I'll be
around after Michael finishes with you. Leave your door unlocked and I want you
naked in bed. I want you when your asshole is still swollen and sore from
Michael fucking it. I'm going to enjoy making you scream again," his hands left
her body and he moved away. "Don't forget, naked in bed tonight, on your
stomach," laughing as he walked down the hall.
Sara ate lunch, her appetite almost gone as she thought of what was
going to happen tonight. She went back to work, cleaning for a couple of hours
until John again caught up with her.
"Michael wants you in the study tonight at 7:00 sharp. He wants you in
camisole, panties, garter belt, stockings and a pair of three inch heels,
nothing else." He leaned in closer to her again, "he has left an enema bag in
your room. Make sure you use it at least twice before tonight, hot water and
fill it completely. Let it stay inside you at least ten minutes. He wants you
squeaky clean when he fucks you. I can help you if you want?"
"No, NO, I know what to do," ashamed at the act they wanted her to do,
even more afraid that John would be there when she would have to do it. She
quickly ran down the hall, hearing John's laughter at her humiliation. She had
never used an enema bag before. She had heard about them, some of the girls had
mentioned them, none of them had anything good to say about the experience.
They provoked painful cramping and were humiliating to perform. Now she had
even more to dread.
She skipped dinner, not much use, it would be flushed from her body by
the enema. She went to her room, the large, red enema bag hanging above her
bathtub, the tube running down, the nozzle threatening. The nozzle was large.
It was tapered, growing bigger and bigger, over four inches long, a series of
holes running along the edges. She sat down on her bed, staring blankly at the
enema bag, dreading it. She looked at the clock, 5:30, she would have to start
soon. John had told her she had to do it twice and hold it each time inside her
for ten minutes. She also needed time to take a bath after the ordeal.
She walked over to the bathtub, letting the hot water come out of the
bath tap. She picked up the bag and slowly let the hot water fill it, watching
as the bag slowly began to bulge out as it filled with the steamy water. When
it was filled, she screwed in the plug connecting the nozzle to the bag by the
long tube. It must have over two quarts of water in it. She let her hand run
over the nozzle, feeling how hard and long it was. She noticed the bottle of
lubricant on the edge of the bed, knowing why it was left. She turned the
handle on the tube, the hot water rushing quickly out the holes before she shut
it off again. God, it came out so fast.
She took off her clothes until she was naked, putting a towel on the
floor next to the tub. She hung the heavy enema bag from the top of the tub,
the long tube and nozzle falling to the floor with a loud noise. She picked up
the lubricant and dipped the large nozzle into it, coating it liberally. She
got down onto the floor on her hands and knees, reaching back with the
lubricated nozzle and pushed it against her tiny anus. She shivered as she felt
the cold lubricant touch her hot anus. She slowly pushed on the nozzle, feeling
the pressure on her anus. She gritted her teeth as the nozzle slowly opened her
anus, the nozzle sliding effortlessly on the lubricant. It was thicker then the
fingers that had opened her up and this was tougher, she was doing it, reluctant
to force it farther in when it began to hurt. She stopped pushing, holding it
tightly into her butt, feeling her sphincter trying to force it out.
She reached for the handle on the tube and released it, the water
instantly began to flow. She could feel the hot water rushing into her rectum,
her body turning warmer as it was heated from the inside. She felt a sharp pain
as her colon slowly began to fill, the bag rapidly deflating as her stomach
began to bulge out. She lowered her head, a dizzy feeling overcoming her, her
ass still arched up high into the air, the bag now empty inside her. She looked
at the clock, the hand moving slowly as it ticked off ten minutes. The pain
came after two minutes, her body beginning to sweat from the hot water. Another
cramp and her stomach groaned noisily. Eight minutes, her sphincter tightened
on the nozzle, afraid of letting loose the water contained inside her. Finally
ten minutes, a relief as she finally expelled the fluid.
She got back into position again as the filled bag hung up again. This
time she knew what to expect and she dreaded it even more. The cramping had
been extremely painful. She turned the handle, wanting to get it over, the
water filling her again, this time it seemed to rush into her colon quicker, the
painful cramping beginning almost instantaneously. The next ten minutes were
sheer agony, tears falling from her eyes as she whimpered each time a cramp
overcame her, her head resting on the floor, her ass still offered high up into
the air. Finally she expelled the fluids and settled into the hot bath, soaking
the sweat and anguish from her body as the soothing water bathed her problems
temporarily away. She looked at the clock, time to get dressed and face her
anal rape.
She looked in the mirror, her half naked body shining back at her. Her
nipples pressed out the silky camisole, her panties clung tightly to her body,
able to see her pussy lips between her legs, her bush bulging the material at
the top. Her garter belt highlighted her pussy, seemingly framing it. The
muscles in her legs were drawn tight from the three inch heels forcing her legs
up. But she did look good. She went to grab her robe but remembered John's
words, "nothing else." She opened the door and was startled to see John
standing across the hall.
He whistled at her, "I knew you would going to look good, couldn't miss
seeing you before Michael gets finished with you. Turn around, let me see that
sexy ass," he ordered her.
She complied, turning her back to him, feeling his eyes burning a hole
in her.
"Bend over and grab your ankles, I want to see your panties tighten up
on your nice ass."
She did as he said, her hands sliding down her legs until they reached
her ankles, locking tightly on them, difficult to hold the position. She could
feel her panties stretching tightly over her ass cheeks and could only imagine
what she looked like from behind.
"Spread you legs some more, Sara," he told her.
She let her legs move open, her feet balancing precariously on the high
heels as her legs spread wider. She felt him move closer to her and she braced
herself when she would feel his hands on her again.
His cock jumped when he touched her teenage ass cheeks, clad in the
tightly stretched silky panties. He let his finger run up and down her crease.
"Is your asshole nice and clean for Michael's cock, Sara? I hope so, because
you will probably have to suck his cock clean after he fucks you up the ass."
He slapped her hard on the ass. "Now get going Sara, I'll see you tonight,"
grabbing his hard cock in his pants. "This is going up your tight ass tonight,"
he threatened.
Sara entered the library clad in only her underwear, her high heels
clicking on the hard floors of the hallway. She already noticed the new pieces
of equipment in the room, not knowing what there uses would be, but sure that
she would somehow be bound to them obscenely. There were also ropes hanging
from the ceiling, thick hemp rope tied to large eye bolts in the ceiling. She
realized quickly that this was not going to be a quick fuck. Michael looked up
from the chair, a smile on his face. She looked down at his robe, his cock
already pushing out the silky garment out. "Good evening, Sir."
"You certainly look beautiful tonight. Come over here and stand in
front of me, I want to see you better," motioning her over to his chair. He
watched as she moved towards him, her hips gliding along, her muscles in her
legs drawn tight by the high heels, her breasts moving beneath the silk
camisole, her nipples sliding along the material, stimulating them to hardness.
Sara stood in front of Michael, watching his eyes move down to her
panties, her garter belt highlighting her naked thighs. She didn't have to be
told, she let her legs part, her creamy thighs parting.
"That's a good girl, Sara, you're learning your place in this house. A
little more please," his hand reaching out to rub up and down her naked thighs,
moving from the top of her nylons to between her legs, but only teasing her
panty covered pussy, not touching it. "Such smooth, silky skin you have, Sara.
I love teenage flesh, so soft and supple." He put his hands on her hips. "Turn
around, let me see that delicious ass."
She felt his hands running over her naked flesh, teasing between her
thighs. She turned, her back to him, his hands returning to rub her naked
thighs before moving up to the juncture of her legs. This time he did not stop,
his hand sliding up over her creamy ass, the silk panties taut over her flesh.
She felt his hands grip her cheeks, tightening on her flesh.
"Such a nice ass, Sara." His hands moved up to her back, applying
pressure to it, "bend over, I want to see your ass push out on your panties."
Her head slowly lowered towards the floor, bending in half, the blood
rushing to her head making her momentarily dizzy. She could feel her panties
growing taut on her ass, almost sure that her pussy and ass must be clearly
outlined by now.
Michael's hands returned to her ass, his finger pushing in on her
panties where her cheeks parted. He ran it from the top all the way down until
he reached her pussy, pushing the silky material in between her pussy lips,
feeling her moisture begin to wet the material. He let his finger run up and
down between her pussy lips, the fleshy lips parting as his thick fingers pushed
them aside. "Over here," his hand slapping her ass cheek hard.
"OOOW," she cried out, her head rising as her cheek stung from his hand.
She followed him, cringing when she saw where he was taking her. She saw the
rope hanging down from the ceiling, attached to a pulley, able to raise and
lower whatever was tied in the ropes. She knew that it was going to be her.
"Please Sir, you don't have to tie me, I will obey."
"You say that Sara, but I'm not so sure. My cock is going up your tight
asshole for the first time. I don't think you will comply willingly. In fact I
hope you don't. I tend to enjoy it more when you fight and resist. To a point
though."
She saw him grab the hemp rope, thick, rough rope and move it towards
her.
"Your hands, Sara," he ordered her. He grabbed her wrists one at a time
as she extended them, wrapping the rope around and around her slim wrist, tying
the rope tightly, seeing the rope push into her tender skin.
"Please, it's too tight."
"Nonsense, Sara, wait, it will get tighter. Then you can complain," he
laughed. He let go of her wrists and grabbed the other end of the rope. He
pulled them, watching her arms begin to rise up.
Sara tried to fight the rope, but Michael kept pulling her arms up
higher and higher. They were now over her head and still rising. Her arms
began to stretch out. She was relieved when Michael stopped, securing the rope,
her arms pulled up.
Michael looked at her, stretched tight, her breast pulled up, her
nipples pointed and poking the camisole. Her legs moved, slowly shifting as she
staggered to keep her footing as she swayed. He moved his hands to her waist,
steadying her. "Now that is how I like you, bound and stretched." His hands
began to move up her body, slowly raising the camisole up over her breasts. Her
nipples were hard and pointed. She might complain about being bound, but her
body was saying differently. He pushed the camisole above her breasts, his
hands finding her teenage tits and massaging them, paying special attention to
her nipples.
She was held tightly, Michael's cock pushed into her pussy as her
breasts were rudely groped. Fingers gripped her hard nipples tightly, twisting
them, igniting a pain in them as he pulled them. "OOOHHH," she cried, his
finger slapping her nipple back and forth, the nail harsh on the sensitive tips.
She felt him move behind her, his hard cock now pushed against her ass cheeks,
his hands reaching around to grab her breast in his big hands.
"Such nice tits, Sara. Lovely nipples, so big and hard. Do you like my
fingers pulling on them? They stretch so nicely." His hands reached down her
hips, sliding over her sides then moving back to her ass. Each hand grabbed an
ass cheek, clenching on the teenage flesh, feeling her muscles tighten as he
did. "Yes, fight back, Sara, I like that."
Her feet shuffled, it was hard to maintain her balance with her arms
bound high and her feet perched on the high heels. Her hips moved back and
forth as he groped her ass, touching her as if he owned her, his hands moving
all over her panty covered ass cheeks.
"Are you wet, Sara?" His fingers moved to the front, his hand sliding
down over her taut stomach, pausing as it touched her bush. "I love that, Sara,
especially since it is red." He moved lower, his fingers parting her pussy
lips, pushing her tight panties into the groove, her lips pressed tightly
against it. He let his finger run up and down her slit, sliding along the silky
panties, feeling her moisture begin to wet them.
Sara let her legs spread slightly, not wanting Michael to notice, but
wanting to feel his finger deeper into her slit. She pushed forward onto the
finger, her hips beginning a gentle back and forth motion, each time sliding
back onto the hard cock pushed against her ass. She pushed back farther when
she felt a hand pull on her waistband and slide over her naked stomach. She
felt him grab her pussy hair and give it a gentle tug.
He let his fingers lounge in her silky pubic hair, twisting the hairs,
feeling them tighten as he did. He let his fingers run farther down, bypassing
her clit for now, wanting to tease her. His fingers found her pussy lips,
pulling back the puffy lips, her panties pulled out, his finger replacing them
in her wetness. "You like being naughty, don't you Sara? Your pussy is so
wet," teasing her. Both hands pushed into her panties, two hands pulling apart
her pussy lips with his thumbs, his index fingers sliding up and down on her
juices. He felt her arch her ass back onto his cock, "yes Sara, push that tight
ass back onto my cock, soon you will be fucking back onto it," his fingers
playing with her wet pussy.
It began to feel good, his fingers trailing up and down her wet pussy.
She pushed back, wanting to feel his fingers on her clit but he kept moving away
each time, teasing her. "Please, touch my clit," she begged.
"Soon, Sara, but first lets get these panties off you." His fingers
gripped the top of her panties and slowly pulled them down her hips. "Such a
nice ass, Sara," as he slowly revealed her hillocks, her muscled teenage
buttocks.
Sara felt the panties slip down her butt, feeling the cool air of the
room on them, knowing he was stripping her naked again. She tugged on her bound
wrists, not really trying to escape, more to feel the control he had over her.
She felt her panties slip down her thighs, stopped by her garter belt. She
heard a rip, the flimsy garment shredded on the floor beneath her. She felt him
move away from her, afraid of what was next. She heard the sound of scraping,
knowing that he was moving some bondage apparatus towards her, afraid to look.
Michael pulled one of John's projects over towards Sara. She looked so
inviting, her teenage body almost naked, her camisole pulled up above her
breasts, the youthful tits standing out proudly, her nipples sharp and pointed.
Her garter belt and nylon stockings highlighte3d her naked sex, her flaming red
bush a beacon to the eyes. Her legs perched high upon the high heels, the
muscles drawn tight, legs slightly drawn apart, giving a brief glimpse of her
pink pussy. But what he was after was nestled between her sharply tightened ass
cheeks, the tiny anus that he cherished.
Sara saw it when Michael pushed it in front of her. It was a wooden
structure, large boards supported the pedestal securely. The top edge was an
upholstered bolster, hip high. It was about eight inches wide, leather covered.
A thick leather belt was on each side, a shiny metal buckle gleaming in the
light. "This will keep your ass arched up, Sara. It will allow me to fuck into
your asshole deeper and will make the thrusts into your tight asshole harder,
the bolster preventing you from pushing away. You will not like it, but this is
all about pleasuring my cock in your virgin asshole."
She cringed when she heard his description. She already knew it was
going to hurt when he fucked her in the ass, his fingers had already been
painful enough. Now he had planned to make it even more painful. She saw him
letting her arms down a bit, letting a little slack in them. She knew it wasn't
because he felt sorry for her, she knew it was so she could be forced back onto
the evil contraption, her asshole served up for his pleasure.
He moved the bolster in front of her pushing it up against her hips. He
moved behind her, grabbing her by the hips and pulling her backwards, her ass
having to arch backwards, her outstretched arms securely tied to the eyebolt,
preventing her upper body from doing anything but stretching backward. He
pulled the bolster back with him as he pulled her back, pushing it tightly up
against her hips as he did. Her ass arched up and back with each shove of the
heavy bolster.
She felt her body being stretched backwards. The ropes on her wrists
kept her upper body tightly stretched, her back having to bow back, her breasts
beginning to hang down unfettered as her hips were pulled back. He kept pulling
her back, her feet having to rise up on her toes as she was slowly pulled up
into the position he desired for her. She felt her ass beginning to arch
upward, her hips pushed against the bolster, holding her back, her ass having
only one alternative, to thrust outward.
He ran his hands up and down her flanks, feeling how taut her muscles
were, her ass cheeks pushed up, her legs still together. He would allow that
momentarily. When he was ready, he would secure her spread eagle to the legs
and pin her waist to the bolster with the heavy leather strap. For now he
wanted to see her ass swaying. He intended on spanking her first and would
enjoy seeing her shake her ass, giving him a glimpse of her pussy and asshole as
she moved about. "Comfortable, Sara," his hands running up and down her ass
crack, feeling her keeping her cheeks tightly clenched. "You look so beautiful,
bound and posed for me." He let his fingers run between her legs, running along
her pussy lips, feeling her juices dripping down her thighs. "I like how your
ass is arched up for me," his hands grabbing her hips, his cock rubbing up
against her naked ass cheeks, unable to escape. "Yes, it's going to feel so
nice once I feed your tight, hot asshole my cock," he taunted her.
She could do nothing to escape his fondling hands, unable to prevent
them from running over her intimate body, feeling her juices, knowing that her
own body was betraying her. "OOOOWWW," his hand crashing down on her naked ass
cheek, slapping painfully against the skin.
He let his hand roam over the spot, already feeling the heat from the
slap. "It's already turning a lovely pink, Sara.' "SSSSLLLPP," his hand again
returning to her ass cheek, this time the other, watching as her body jerked,
the bolster doing its job and preventing Sara from trying to escape. "Need to
heat your ass up first, makes it that much more sensitive when I fuck you," his
hand again fondling her ass sensuously, teasing her until the next spanking.
"Do you like that Sara," his hand slapping her other cheek again, this time the
skin turning a darker red, hitting the identical spot.
"NNO, OOOW, I don't like it," she cried out. She began to move her hips
to the side, the only direction she could move to escape the slaps on her ass.
Another slap, her hips shifting to the other direction, the fondling of her ass
cheeks less, the slaps coming more often.
"Yes, I like that Sara, make your ass dance for me," slapping her again
and again, backing up, wanting to get a glimpse of her pussy and anus as she
inadvertently allowed him access when she tried to avoid the stinging spanking
he was administering. He began to pick up the pace, not only hitting her ass
cheeks, but paying attention to her delicate thighs, slapping between her legs,
making her bow her legs out, her pussy clearly visible between. "Yes, dance
Sara, show me your pussy."
She couldn't help herself, she only wanted to avoid the pain, but she
knew she was unintentionally giving him a show, letting him see her pussy
peeking out, or her clenching anus as her cheeks reluctantly relaxed after a
particularly hard spanking. Her ass was a mass of pain, feeling hot like it was
on fire. "Please, no more," she begged.
"Very well, I'll stop, just tell me to stop spanking you and fuck your
asshole." His hand shot out again, this time hitting her ass cheek even harder,
the slap ringing out in the room. He heard her scream. Two more slaps were
necessary before he heard her voice.
"Please, Sir, stop spanking me and fuck my asshole," she begged him
convincingly.
He pulled his cock out of his pants, stroking the hard member, moving
around in front of her so she could see it. "This is what your tiny asshole is
going to have to take inside. It's going to hurt you, but it will be so
pleasurable for me." He moved behind her again, grabbing the heavy, thick
leather belt and passing it over her waist before securing it tightly into the
buckle. He made it especially tight, making it difficult for Sara to breathe.
That would take her mind off the cock that was going to be slowly fed up into
her tight asshole.
She could only take short, shallow breathes, the belt too tight. She
felt hands at one of her ankles, a thick hand gripping the tiny ankle and
pulling it open until it stretched to the widest expanse of the support legs.
She felt another leather belt tightening on it. The hand moved to the other
side, but not before it ran up between her outstretched legs, rubbing up and
down her pussy lips, now completely soaked with her juices. "You're awfully
wet, Sara, do you like being taken like this?"
He took her other leg, one hand on the inside of her thigh and began to
spread it out to the other support leg, watching as he slowly split her up the
middle. "I need you open for me, your pussy and especially that tiny little
asshole open for my cock." He pushed harder, her legs moving towards the other
side.
It felt like her sex was splitting apart. The support legs were widely
spread, and now her legs would have to match them. John might have done a good
job building it, but she thought he misjudged the spread necessary for her. She
was sure that Michael was going to tear something in her. "Pleeeze, don't
spread them over that far. I'll keep them open for you, just don't tie that
one," she begged. ""OOOWWW," the pain continuing.
"Now, now, Sara, you can do it. Teenage girls are so supple, you can
spread open for me." He pushed on her leg until he could reach the other thick,
leather strap. He pulled it around her ankle, letting go of her ankle once he
had it trapped in the band of leather, tightening the shiny metal buckle. He
sat back behind her, his cock jerking in excitement at the sight of Sara. She
was bent over the bolster, her arms pulled up high, her naked back arching
downward, her ass forced to arch upward. Her legs were spread wide, her pussy
lips pulled open by the unnatural spread, her tiny anus now stretched open, the
crack in her ass barely noticeable because of the spread. His hands reached out
to run over her ass cheeks, fingers touching her anus before moving down to her
soaked pussy, her juices lightly coating the red hair of her bush. He lightly
tapped her pussy from behind with his fingers, tapping the tender wet insides.
"You're so wet, Sara. That's good, I'll use your juices to coat my cock when I
fuck your asshole. It'll be much easier for me. I don't want your asshole
tearing the skin off my cock."
He moved behind her, stepping between her spread legs, his hard cock
jutting out in front of him, pushing it up against her ass cheeks. He let his
fingers slowly run up her sides, her body twisting, trying to avoid the tickling
fingertips. He moved up higher, pressing his body onto her back, reaching
around and grabbing her hanging breasts, his cock jerking as he squeezed her
teenage tits. "You have great tits, Sara," his fingers grabbing her nipples,
twisting them.
She could feel the sharp pressure on her nipples, his fingers tightening
on the tips and twisting them. She couldn't move, her arms bound, her breasts
hanging free, unable to stop the abuse on her sensitive nipples. "OOOH," she
cried out as Michael pulled her nipples down, pulling them from her body. They
must be over two inches by now, swollen and sore.
Michael moved back, his hands sliding down her back, a faint sheen of
sweat already appearing. He reached over to the table, finding the small bottle
of oil, letting it slowly run down her back to slide between her cheeks, running
over her slightly opened anus.
Sara could feel the warm oil running down her body, his hands following
the liquid, slowly rubbing the oil over her naked ass and over her exposed anus.
She could feel him kneeling behind her, his hot breath blowing on her open sex.
She felt two slick fingers poised on the outside of her anus, peeling back the
tiny hole, the cool air rushing into her intimate opening. One finger pushed
against the hole, her sphincter trying to clench tight, but the slick oil
prevented it from gripping on the digit and her anus was forced to spread open.
She could feel the skin stretching, the thick finger slowly being forced into
her rectum, unable to stop her sphincter from clenching and unclenching on the
unnatural object thrust inside her.
Michael's cock twitched as he watched her tiny asshole slowly engulf his
finger, delighting in the way it began to spasm, the tiny opening pursing
outward, opening and closing. He felt her sphincter squeeze the blood from his
finger, the tightness of her hole would give his cock so much pleasure. He
watched her legs tighten, trying to stand up on her toes to escape the finger,
the bolster doing its job of keeping her ass arched up and available for
whatever he desired. But right now he wanted to pierce her asshole with his
fingers, opening her up for bigger things, his cock. He twisted his finger as
he slowly pushed it in, sliding effortlessly on the oil, her silky insides
clenching on the invading digit, the knuckles banging painfully on the sides as
her turned his finger while driving it deeper.
Sara felt full, the thick finger moving deeper and deeper inside her,
her bondage preventing all attempts to avoid it. It twisted as it moved inside
her, the fat knuckles pushing hard against her insides as she tried to raise up
to prevent it from going any deeper, until she felt the belt securing her to the
bolster tighten, forcing her to let the digit slip inside her asshole higher and
higher. She could feel it slide almost all the way out until only the tip of
his finger was grabbed by her sphincter. "OOOWWW," her head shooting up in pain
as his finger plunged back in, the sound of his finger sliding on the oil in her
ears as her asshole went from empty to full in just a second, the finger banging
painfully into her insides as Michael twisted and turned his finger as he fucked
it back in.
He delighted in the way her body bucked as he finger fucked her asshole,
gasps of pain coming from her lips, as his finger began to push back and forth
inside her, making her feel what it will be like when he fucks her with his
cock, finger fucking her tight, hot teenage asshole. "Relax your asshole, Sara,
you're going to have to take two fingers," not really caring if she did, just
loving they fear he saw in her eyes when he told her. He pulled his finger out,
pushed another finger along the first and began to slow descent back into her
anal passage, her anus stretching wide to accept the two fat fingers, wrapped
tightly around them as they plunged deeper inside of her.
She felt her anus stretching open to accept the duel ravishment of his
fingers, the knuckles banging hard against her stretched anus as it was forced
wider to accept them. They slid inside her, twisting and turning, her stomach
beginning to cramp, the fat fingers filling her up. She felt him begin to
finger fuck her asshole with his fingers, increasing the pain as they moved
faster and faster, sliding over the slick surface, humiliated when tiny farts of
air escaped as they pulled from her asshole.
Michael enjoyed the way her anus was wrapped so tightly around his
fingers, the skin pulled wide, white from the stretching, her sphincter
continuing its ineffective attempts at forcing them out, the spasms inside her
anal tract increasing as his fingers pushed deeper inside her. He could see her
body jerk when he fucked in with a rather painful fuck, knowing that he was
providing her with a powerful cramp as he did. He would enjoy that with his
cock, her cramping would tighten her asshole on his cock, massaging his cock to
even greater hardness. He pulled his fingers from her asshole, her anus still
grabbing onto the departing fingers, clenching on them as if they did not want
them to leave. Even with his fingers withdrawn, her anus, now slightly red and
swollen from the finger fucking, clenched and unclenched seeming to dance for
him. He slapped her ass, the sound making his cock jump, knowing that it was
time. Time when he would bury his hard cock inside her teenage asshole and fuck
it for the first time.
"OOOWW," she cried out, her asshole suddenly empty, grateful that the
painful stretching had stopped, but knowing that it was only temporary. She
felt Michael move between her bound, spread legs, his cock head rubbed up and
down her crease, pressing over her exposed anus before going down and gathering
up her pussy juices on the swollen head. "Plllleeezze, NNNNOOO," she cried, her
body jerking forward, the bolster preventing everything but a tiny movement of
her hips, the huge cockhead banging up against her anus. She felt his hips
slowly push forward, her anus forced to widen, slowly engulfing the bulbous
head. She felt a sharp pain, her anus now stretched wider then the fingers had
forced it, still not wide enough to allow the rubbery cockhead inside her
rectum.
Michael smiled as he looked down at her ass, making her take his cock
millimeter by millimeter, wanting her to feel the slow pain as she was stretched
for his pleasure. He stopped for a second, letting her anus grow accustom to
the stretching before he pushed again, hearing her gasping in pain, her
breathing rapid as she felt for the first time a hard cock forced inside her
clenching asshole.
She could not believe how much it hurt, the sharp, biting pain as her
anus was forced to spread around the cockhead, gripping it like a rubber band.
She jerked her hips, the leather strap digging into her, preventing her from
escaping the beginning of the painful ass fucking. "AAAGGHH," she cried out,
"plllleezzzee, its tooooo big," she begged, her anus now slipped tightly over
the cockhead, gripping it right below the head, squeezing it tightly.
He thought it was going to tear the skin from his cockhead, finally
slipping inside her rectum, her anus in a death grip on it, her sphincter
clenching and unclenching, trying to force the foreign object from her anal
tract, her hot and tight rectum pulsating on the flesh inside her. "How does it
feel Sara, how does it feel to have a cock inside your asshole for the first
time?"
"GGGGODDDD, it huuuurrrtss, pleeze don't move," afraid the withdrawal
would be as painful as the entry. She felt like she was being split up the
middle. The painful spreading and bondage of her spread legs was bad enough,
not it felt like she was tearing up the middle. How could they enjoy inflicting
so much pain on her? But she already knew the answer, she could feel his cock
jerk in joy each time a cramp overcame her, her asshole clenching on the rubbery
head, knowing her pain was giving him such great pleasure.
"I love the feeling of a virgin asshole on my cock, Sara. It will never
be this good again, hearing your gasps as your asshole feels the first time the
stretching to take my cock. It brings me so much pleasure, but it is time to
continue. Continue the journey inside your asshole until you grip my entire
hard rod, feeling it pulsating inside you. Scream if you want, John will enjoy
it, knowing what you are enduring." Michael began to push, his hands gripping
her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her skin. He felt the head of his
cock begin to push in. He pulled out, then back in again, each time sinking a
little more of his hard cock inside the grasping anal tract of Sara.
Sara could feel every bump, ridge and vein on his cock as it slowly
stretched her open, deep inside her asshole. It hurt, starting out as a burning
sensation, then feeling like she was tearing inside as it entered virgin
territory, opening up her asshole to something bigger then had ever entered or
exited before. She began to cry, tears falling from her eyes, sobbing, her
breathing ragged as she endured the painful entry, feeling like she was being
stuffed from the inside. Her body would jerk in pain when he would push into
the side painfully, a sharp pain shooting into her brain, a cry from her lips
eliciting a jerking of his cock in pleasure. She felt the withdrawal of his
cock, equally painful, the burning sensation returning. She held her breath,
knowing that the withdrawal was followed by a sudden insertion again, each time
reaching deeper depths inside her. "GGGOOD, AAAGGH," his cock straightening
her colon as it forced its path inside her. Her stomach cramped, unable to bend
over, the bondage forcing her to endure the pain.
He was sure that his cock would be squeezed to death, her asshole
applying painful pressure on his steel rod. He grunted, shoving with his hips
hard, hearing her yelp as he plunged painfully inside her colon, feeling her
body begin to spasm in pain, clenching on and off of his cock, pleasuring the
hard cock painfully. He pumped in and out, her gasps of pain, her pleas
bringing such pleasure to his organ. He finally pushed in, his balls slapping
noisily against her pussy lips from behind, the swollen nuts hard, waiting for
relief, waiting until he could unload his cum inside her asshole, giving Sara
her first cum enema. But it would not be the last. While virgin asshole did
give him pleasure, he also enjoyed an asshole that would not fight back so much,
an asshole that would accept his punishing fucks in and out.
Her body was a sea of pain, his cockhead banging painfully against
something deep inside her colon, pulsating inside her, igniting fresh bouts of
sharp pain. She felt his balls slap against her pussy lips, his stomach pushed
against her ass, his cock twitching inside her, fully buried inside her hot,
teenage asshole for the first time. "Don't move," she cried out in pain, the
cramping beginning again, each and every jerk of his cock bringing about new
pain.
Michael stroked her ass cheeks and back, her body covered with a sheen
of sweat, feeling her tremble in pain. It felt like the blood would shoot from
his cock, her asshole gripping it so tightly. "Such a nice asshole, Sara. So
tight and hot, made for ass fucking. Such pleasure you bring to my cock, Sara.
But now it is time to get your ass fucked."
She felt the slow withdrawal of his cock from her asshole, feeling like
her insides were being drawn out with his cock, a vacuum formed behind the
withdrawal. Her asshole went from full to empty in a matter of seconds, her
body continuing to spasm in pain, even when empty of the punishing cock. She
did not even have a chance to get ready for the plunge back in, his cockhead
forcing its way back into her asshole, Michael's hands on her hips tightening as
he forced it into her resisting anal tract. She grunted in pain as she received
over five inches of hard cock inside her before he ripped it from her body
again. The next plunge shot his cock deeper, six inches of cock pushing into
her colon, cramping her with the steely organ.
Michael enjoyed her grunts and groans of pain, pulling her head back by
her hair, forcing her head up, riding her like she was a horse, bucking on his
hard cock. He couldn't believe the pleasure her asshole was giving him, the
anal tract gripping his cock much tighter then a hand could, her spasms of pain
forcing it to clench on the man flesh buried deep inside her. He buried his
cock completely inside her, his cockhead banging painfully into her colon
forcing the air from her lungs as she went from empty to full in a matter of
seconds. He let his cock twitch inside her, making it jump, banging painfully
into the sides of her colon. He reached around her body, grabbing her hanging
tits in his hands, his large palms encircling the teenage globes and squeezing
them tightly, feeling the flesh push through his fingertips.
She felt the pain in her chest as his fingers were harshly abusing her
breasts, another hand sliding along her flat stomach to push down into her bush,
sliding along her spread pussy lips, the harsh spread of her legs leaving her
helpless and open. His fingers moved up and down the groove, finding her wet,
ashamed at her own body.
"Would you like to cum for me Sara?" He felt how wet she was, letting
his cock slide up and down inside her asshole, slippery with the oil he had
lubricated her with and with the precum his cock had leaked inside her. He
pumped her, letting his cock slide in and out, gazing at the way her anus
gripped his cock when he pulled out, the tiny opening almost drawn into her body
as he plunged back in. It was already red and swollen from his cock. She was
making less noise now, accepting the constant fucking of his cock, her asshole
now open and spread. He let his fingers move up to her clit, rubbing over the
swollen head with his fingertip, slapping the organ back and forth with his
nail, feeling her arch her ass backwards onto his cock as he did.
She hated how her body was reacting, his fingers rubbing her clit, the
swollen bud sending shivers up her spine, her pussy opening up as two fingers
slipped inside, aided by her juices. Even the pain in her asshole had lessened.
While not entirely pleasurable, the feeling of fullness that his cock provided
inside her, coupled with the masturbating fingers were beginning to draw an
orgasm from her body. "Please, don't make me cum, not with your cock in my ass,
please no," embarrassed to be forced to cum while being bound and sodomized.
Michael felt her body jerking on his cock and knew he could make her cum
soon. He felt his own organ swelling, his balls heavy with cum, ready to give
her a cum bath deep inside her colon. His balls slapped painfully against her
ass cheeks as he fucked his cock deep inside her asshole. "Cum when I drop a
load of semen inside your clutching asshole, Sara, cum with me," her ordered
her, his finger fucking of her pussy increasing, burying themselves deeper into
her pussy, feeling his hard cock in her ass, separated by only a thin piece of
skin. He could almost masturbate his own cock inside her. He yanked her head
back by the hair, his cock deep inside her, swelling up as his cum ran up the
fat vein on his cock from his balls and shot out the end.
Her head was pulled back, his fingers forcing her body to cum, screaming
as his cock filled her colon with his hot cream, burning as the salty fluid
bathed her anal tract, irritating the abraded flesh. Her body clenched onto the
fingers and cock inside her as she came, soaking the fingers that masturbated
her, running down her thighs. Her asshole tightened on the cock cumming inside
her, squeezing more cum into her, her stomach filling with the hot fluid.
"GGGGODDD, ppppllleezzzee, IIII'MMMM CCCummmin."
Both of their bodies were covered with sweat, the smell of cum filling
the room as they both shuddered in the final throes of their orgasms. Michael
slumped down on her body, his cock already beginning to shrink inside her
asshole, feeling her sphincter attempting to push it out.
Sara could barely breathe, Michael's body slumped on hers, the bondage
not allowing her any room to escape the heavy weight. She pushed with her
asshole, feeling his soft organ sliding out of her asshole with a noisy slosh,
feeling his cum leaking out onto her thighs, the thick fluid slowly running down
them.
Michael pulled off of her body, gazing at her swollen asshole, still
open, the mouth pursing open and closed. It glistened with his cum, the milky
fluid running down as she pushed it from inside her. He ran his hands over her
ass cheeks, "I enjoyed your asshole, Sara, so hot and tight." He began to
release her from her bondage, all the while his hands continue to run over her
naked body, unable to get his fill of her teenage body.
Sara got up as she heard the door close, Michael having left the room.
Her legs were shaking, the bondage cutting off the circulation. Her ass still
burned inside, almost feeling like his cock was still buried in her. She
grabbed her clothes and left, not even bothering to put them on, eager to soak
her abused body in the bathtub. She lay back in the tub, the hot water soaking
away some of the aches in pains. She stayed in the tub for almost a half an
hour, finally drying off her body with the soft towel. She got into bed, naked
and lay down on her stomach as John had ordered her, her legs spread out to the
edges of the bed. She only hoped that she would go to sleep quickly and John
would leave her alone.
"OOOOOWWW," she cried a sharp pain in her ass. She opened her eyes, the
room almost dark, feeling a presence near her. She could make out a figure
sitting on the bed beside her. The blanket had been pulled from her body, her
naked body exposed. She felt the uncomfortable feeling in her asshole again, a
finger slowly twisting and turning inside her. She could feel the digit sliding
along effortlessly, knowing that it was aided by lubrication. "NNNOO," two
fingers now were sliding inside her, finger fucking her asshole, preparing it
for another ass fucking. "Don't please, fuck my pussy, my ass is too sore," she
begged, but the finger fucking continued, sliding in and out her slickened
asshole.
John came into the room naked, his large cock bouncing as he walked,
already hard. He knelt on the bed, drawing the blankets from her body, excited
to see that she had obeyed him. Her legs were spread wide, his fingers quickly
finding her exposed asshole, the oil allowing him to plunge inside her. He felt
her body clench on the invading digits, still tight, even after Michael had
fucked her. She grew awake, realizing what he was doing. "Get up, over to the
chair. I want you to sit on my cock, Sara. And I want my cock up your asshole,
not your pussy. I want to enjoy you bouncing up and down on it."
He let the light fill the room as he sat in the chair, his hand holding
up his hard cock, watching as she walked over to him, resigned to her fate. Her
breasts bounced as she walked, her hips swaying sensuously. "Put your legs
outside my hips," his hands encircling her waist, pulling her towards him. She
stood between him, her pussy in his face, her body trembling as he held her.
"Did you like it when Michael stuck his cock up your ass, Sara?"
She looked down at his cock, much larger then Michael's. "It hurt when
he did it, I thought he was going to tear me."
"Did he make you cum while he fucked your asshole, Sara?" He already
knew the answer, he just wanted her to admit it.
She looked down, embarrassed to admit it. "Yes, he forced me."
"I will do the same, Sara, I will make you cum again. Now I want you to
grab my cock in your hand and push it against your anus." He rubbed oil on his
cock, her small hand finally encircling the hard, hot flesh. "Yes, such nice
hands, Sara." He felt his cockhead bump against her asshole. "Yes, that feels
good," her anus quivering on his cockhead. "Now lower yourself down on it. Let
it go in slowly, in a bit, then pull out, then in again, each time deeper. I
want you to sit on my lap, my cock twitching inside your asshole."
His eyes continued to stare at her as she allowed her asshole to slowly
spread around the hard cock. The burning started again, this time it was worse,
she was the cause of it, forced to lower her asshole down on his cock, biting
her lip as she felt her asshole finally grip the cockhead inside her, her
sphincter grabbing it tightly.
"Good girl, Sara. So hot and tight. Now slowly begin to fuck my cock
with your asshole. I don't want you to hurt yourself, but allow my cock to sink
inside you. Swallow it up." His hands moved her hips, helping her with a
fucking motion, watching as she slowly pulled up and down, his cock moving
inside her asshole, feeling her anal tract squeezing his cock so nicely.
Sara felt her ass go from full to empty, her hips rising up and down as
the steel hard cock slowly bore up inside her asshole. It almost felt like it
was going to come out her mouth, the long prong going even deeper then Michael's
had, her colon having to straighten to take the fleshy probe. She felt John's
hands on her pussy, spreading apart her pussy lips, two fingers surrounding her
clit, exposing the red and swollen bud. Another hand reached up to her breast,
pulling on one nipple as they moved up and down, bouncing as she fucked his
cock. It did not hurt as much as the first time, her asshole still stretched
open from her prior ass fucking.
"Stick your arms behind your head, Sara and push out your tits, I want
to see them bounce as you fuck me."
She did as she was told, feeling like a whore, forced to fuck him,
allowing him access to her body, posing in obscene positions for his pleasure.
She rode his cock while his hands and fingers rubbed all over her body. She
closed her eyes as his fingers tugged at her clit, another orgasm overcoming her
body, feeling his cock jump and twitch inside her asshole as she was again given
an semen enema, his hot, salty fluid filling her colon for the second time
tonight. She slumped down on his body, sexually exhausted from what they had
forced her to endure, her asshole burning from the being sodomized again. She
felt her body pulled from his cock and dumped unceremoniously back into the bed
again, the sheets covered with his cum as it dripped from her asshole. She did
not care, falling into an exhausted sleep.
To Be Continued
