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By that evening he had taken her three times, and together they had dozed between the massive bouts. So exhausted were they that after the evening meal and watching the news they went off to bed and entwined together slept soundly till dawn.
Sun on the curtains and the sound of traffic had them reinvigorated. Though she insisted no sex till we are back from town as in her words, “once you start, I will get no peace and we need shopping!” she cooked a sumptuous full English breakfast while he rewound the three spools, replaced them in the box and threaded the next and longer film, then at her insistence they dressed, and together went shopping.
Folk would have taken them as mother and son. First the street market then, the latest thing then in supermarkets Tesco’s, he pushing the trolly round the big new shop and taking advantage of the extra hands and his youthful strength to carry home those extra well filled bags she shopped.
They arrived home, dumping the shopping kicking off their shoes and after brewing tea, eating the fresh cream cakes they had so recently bought, while sitting at that table once again.
He chuckled, “I can`t look at this table and not see your body laid on it, tied, and incapable of resisting.”
She grinned, “perhaps soon, when I know up here” she touched her head, “that I can totally trust you not to lose your head and overdo things, folk get carried away with power, I am sure, I shall surrender my body completely to you, soon, I shall, but only when I am certain your ready…but let`s just play for now … without the bondage or the pain or the games you will want to play after you’ve seen those other films and know my limitations a bit.”
Amazed he kissed her, not in his wildest dreams had he fantasised about a woman, especially one as good looking as Anne, promising to let him use and abuse her like she was suggesting.
He asked what was so special about the remaing films, why she was so insistent that they wait till he had seen the lot before he could play these bondage games, had he not learned enough already, but she kissed him and with that silvery laugh of hers said, “there`s more to learn yet and I want you to understand me. I started out infatuated, and like you a novice.” She stood surveying him then said slowly, “that bastard transformed me from a Nieve little newly wed to a pain loving whore, then he dumped me like an old shoe, to a life of either whoredom or celibacy, fortunately I chose celibacy, and it`s been ok though it was a close run thing!”
“Look I want to try out the bondage-pain thing again, I want to come and have me occasionally when you’re a soldier, be my master, just to keep me happy. But I don’t want a husband, or a master at home, here nowadays, I like my independence too much, an occasional bout of sex is Ok!”
“I am a bit heavier than back then, older, wiser, that bastard used me and he abused me, and I thought I could never trust a man again, especially in bed… until you, and I still have some reservations, so let`s just enjoy one another for this week, together we can watch the films, the rest have colour and sound, but as you will see, none are family viewing, and in some I am treated brutally by him and his cronies.”
He sat regarding her as if she was revealing her whole past to him, which of course in fact she was, he felt privileged, but in awe, she, this woman he still had not known for a whole month yet, was for him so perfect.
He knew he was in a strange way in love, infatuated, she was twice his age, old enough to be his mother, had been married, had been used like a prostitute, and had survived a brutal divorce… lived a celibate independent life even… but she had taken him, a virgin lad and was equipping him for life, making him a man. His mind was a turmoil.
Together they showered, drying one another in big fluffy towels, and kissing on another in a way that nearly weakened her resolve about only giving him her body to play with.
Together they put away the shopping, and as they did, he told her “he, in a funny sort of way was beginning to fall in love with her, a bit like a mother, with benefits…” she smiled gently kissed him and said, “I am touched but one day you will meet the right girl one your own age and know what love really is, but I am flattered, and I won`t say I have no feelings for you, that wouldn’t be true, but let`s just stay as casual lovers, playing games, and enjoying sex, together while we can, OK!”
He kissed her then said, “wise as ever Anne, and perhaps your right but, I can live with that and thank you!” The moment passed and still dressed for shopping they stood regarding one another for a long meaningful moment.
Then they kissed once more and hand in hand they set off to the bedroom and another of the films.
He went to begin to undress but she stopped him and said, “are they in order those films?” he nodded so she said, ”please just lay with me and hold me while we watch this one, it reveals just what a wanton slut I was, perhaps I still am, and you may not want me so much after you have watched me give myself so freely to that fat greaseball Murray.” He kissed her once more then as they lay on the soft bedspread, she said please don’t say anything, dot judge me till after, just watch it, and hold me close.
Nodding, he flicked the on switch, the room filled with light and sound and he hugged her to him as they watched Tony have her undress for him in the kitchen. Piece by piece her clothing was removed, till she stood before him naked. he nodded his approval then silently handed her just flimsy knickers and a matching bra. when she was dressed in those and a dressing gown. He sat her down and for the first time his voice echoed round the room.
“Right now, did you enjoy the last films we made?” she nodded but said nothing, you know they turned me on, and sold well, you`re being used like that I love,” again the silent nod, “ well you remember meeting Murray [ to John she whispered, his real name was Guy but for the film they used other names.] him who owns the camera shop where I get my films and I have them developed?” another brief nod, “well developing these films is not quite legal, so he`s risking a lot to do so…so well we have come to an arrangement, me and Murray.
From now on my girl, he`s going to take turns with the camera, and working with you, do you understand?” she looked startled, then she said “he`s an ugly brute, and he smells but if it`s what you want, and it will make you happy master, then for you I will submit and he may use my body, as you do!” he smiled, then kissed her and there was a break in the filming, the kitchen clock showing in the background ten minutes had passed.
They began again, break over and the camera presumably now in Tony`s hands. First up was the name and credits sequence, it said; ANALLY USED, then it said, with Pat Myarse, Tim Trent and Murray Mint. The kitchen door opened and in lumbered a short fat and greasy looking man of about 40, his belly overhanging his trouser belt, and wearing a once white shirt over a stained vest. She looked appalled at the sight of the gross little man but sat saying not a word.
He advanced towards her and stubby finger`s lifted her chin to have her look at him. A grin spread all over his face and he grunted, “so your Pat are you, I`ve wanted to meet you and fuck you since the very first film I saw of you and tonight`s your lucky night!”
John could see how little she wished to have anything to do with this greaseball, not least by her ‘on screen’ body language just as “Murray” had appeared, but here and now, by her quickening breath and the way she had gripped his arm.
Murray though had no such understanding of her situation, to him she was a woman and women did what men told them didn’t they!
He explained that his mate ‘Tim’ had said he could use and abuse her to his heart`s content, so he was going to take advantage of the offer and to him she was a lucky girl to have him choose her!
So far on screen she had not said a word, but Murray, was keen and eager as he was said, “get up, and off with the greatcoat, she rose and took off the dressing-gown throwing it over a nearby chair. Those little piggy eyes missed nothing, he grunted “bra” she complied her fine breasts becoming fully visible, and his eyes running over her now scantily dressed body, missing nothing, her arms came up as if to hide her breasts, then not as developed as now at 34ff but substantial none the less.
“Hands down!” he barked and quickly the hands dropped to her sides. Before she could avoid his hand`s they shot to her nipples, surprisingly rapidly for one so ungainly, and between the thumbs and fingers they were flattened. The nubs were soon being squeezed and twisted most painfully, to the obvious joy of Murray who`s smile was broad, her face however, told anyone watching that she now knew what this film and this little man was to be about and what to expect, would be merciless misuse.
She was not wrong.
Within the first few minutes of the film she found herself without nickers bent over the table end, her wrists compliantly bound to the far table legs knowing resistance was futile! A lubricant was being applied to her backside, her look of horror was well captured, but powerless to resist, she lay awaiting his misuse of her body, a look of dread as her eyes took in the greaseballs repulsive body as he disrobed, being careful to keep himself fully in her full view.
It was not a pretty sight, he had a droopy chest, nipples of brown on tits that would have out-done some of the older spinsters in the area, though covered in matted black wiry hair, a fat and droopy belly and under the overhang, protruded a short circumcised penis of substantial thickness.
Balls like a stud stallion and two stumpy legs, finished the vision, it was not a pretty sight, especially to one whose virgin arsehole had just been prepared for his use.
Any film goer, could see she knew what was about to happen, they could sense the victim was both horrified and apprehensive, but resignedly knew that protesting would not yield any results.
From the wall he moved her pretty mirror, he propped it on her worktop work-top, so that he could watch her face as she screamed as he was sure she would. It was his favourite fantasy to make women scream, and here he was at last, living his dream!
Laughing he watched her face lose its colour as he went behind her, struck each buttock hard, with the flat of his hand, leaving a red handprint on each pale cheek of her fairly generous rump and telling her in his most commanding voice to, “relax, it makes it easier to accept the pain!” which you could see did little to ease her fears.
His large mushroom head touched the tight virgin ring, her eyes closed and that pensive look of one about to be hurt came on her pretty face. the kitchen clock struck seven.
she knew her husband had timed it well, there would be no one within reach who would hear her screams…
A single push has the head stretching her ring muscles into a ring of fire, she felt as though she would tear, her mouth opened into a scream that echoed round the kitchen and startled a cat prowling for rats in the yard next door.
Her eyes opened wide. as the intruder filled her slowly and surely with more and more of the fat but mercifully short prick. In the mirror, which she knew as she did her hair or make up each day, would now and forever remind her of that fat sadistic face watching with ecstatic joy as she screamed and contorted with this terrible pain.
He could see her eyes bulge, it was true but, she in turn could see his sadistic sneering look, that told her, if she tore, he would just laugh and probably enjoy her pain even more.
Fully engaged now he hesitated, waiting for the grip of her sphincter to ease, just a little as he expected, she was a tight one this pretty miss… he began his ride, his macabre dance, his short weapon restricting the length of stroke, but the movement increasing the feelings as that big mushroom head moved inside her. Her, shaking with pain her cry`s pitiful, as each stroke reversed its direction of travel, but to him and presumably the cameraman it was music in their ears. Her tear-filled eyes were fixed on the mirror, his face a look of shear sadistic extasy she would never forget. Then with a triumphant bellow his hot seed began filling her guts, pump, pump, pump!
she imagined those balls of his empty now as the jumped and jiggled in their sac, slapping against her leg-backs.
Her mind raced, his hot hands, unnoticed till now, hot sweaty and gripping on her hips, pushing the gross body from her back, the tearing feeling as he withdrew, the resilient pain, the burning ache of her stretched pipe, and was that his seed or blood that she could feel dribbling. Her mind reeled as she lay on the hard surface of her own kitchen table weeping quietly now, her wrists where she had strained against her bonds were red and sore, she desperately needed a bath, her mind fixated on the hot water in the lovely bathroom Tony had had installed, he had said for her, their one palatial luxury… to wash away all trace of this greasy little man, and cleanse herself.
Her violator slumped now on a kitchen chair taking his breath, and smiling, the bastard was smiling. But it was over wasn’t it, they had had their fun, made their film. Her every look captured by the camera, hopeful that when Murray had recovered these ropes would come off and she could go for that bath…
Murray stood, but to her horror took the camera from her husband, the film momentarily wobbling, then quickly refocusing while ‘Tim` threw off his clothing and with her hopeful face falling, took his place behind her. His tool she was familiar with, longer than Murrays but slimmer, it soon pushed open her backdoor for a second time. she had been reamed out so to speak, her violated passage stretched out and though still painful, it accepted the new invader easily, though when fully into her it reached new areas, deeper it seemed into her very soul.
He placed his hands up on her shoulders, then slowly began to rock himself, gently inside her. her face in camera and mirror, now did not register such pain, and as the motion built up feelings in her ravished body that began to bring on old stirrings. The increasing pace had her soon panting, more, she, well her body, it wanted more!
This strange feeling, had begun to overtake her, tears fell but tears of joy. Tim, she could see in that dratted mirror was smiling, gone the sadistic Murray, here was a more benign lover, gentler, deeper, but more caring, she began to orgasm, tiny feelings at first then like a waterfall of emotions, a fantastic roller coaster of excitement, her internal muscles involuntarily milking her invader, urging him on, begging him to fill her with his hot seed, give her the fill she so desperately needed, go on, show that fat bastard what its all about… he began to climax, glimpses of him a look of joy writ large on his face hie eyes and hers in the mirror fixed in a stare of joy, or perhaps love, as she felt him discharge gouts of hot grey seed into her, and she climaxed again.
He collapsed onto her back and you could see she knew he knew it was over, he would shrink now and come free.
The film faded, then the bright light and the slapping film tail as Jon reached for the off switch and in silence. they lay, her on his shoulder and another bus rumbled past.
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By that evening he had taken her three times, and together they had dozed between the massive bouts. So exhausted were they that after the evening meal and watching the news they went off to bed and entwined together slept soundly till dawn.
Sun on the curtains and the sound of traffic had them reinvigorated. Though she insisted no sex till we are back from town as in her words, “once you start, I will get no peace and we need shopping!” she cooked a sumptuous full English breakfast while he rewound the three spools, replaced them in the box and threaded the next and longer film, then at her insistence they dressed, and together went shopping.
Folk would have taken them as mother and son. First the street market then, the latest thing then in supermarkets Tesco’s, he pushing the trolly round the big new shop and taking advantage of the extra hands and his youthful strength to carry home those extra well filled bags she shopped.
They arrived home, dumping the shopping kicking off their shoes and after brewing tea, eating the fresh cream cakes they had so recently bought, while sitting at that table once again.
He chuckled, “I can`t look at this table and not see your body laid on it, tied, and incapable of resisting.”
She grinned, “perhaps soon, when I know up here” she touched her head, “that I can totally trust you not to lose your head and overdo things, folk get carried away with power, I am sure, I shall surrender my body completely to you, soon, I shall, but only when I am certain your ready…but let`s just play for now … without the bondage or the pain or the games you will want to play after you’ve seen those other films and know my limitations a bit.”
Amazed he kissed her, not in his wildest dreams had he fantasised about a woman, especially one as good looking as Anne, promising to let him use and abuse her like she was suggesting.
He asked what was so special about the remaing films, why she was so insistent that they wait till he had seen the lot before he could play these bondage games, had he not learned enough already, but she kissed him and with that silvery laugh of hers said, “there`s more to learn yet and I want you to understand me. I started out infatuated, and like you a novice.” She stood surveying him then said slowly, “that bastard transformed me from a Nieve little newly wed to a pain loving whore, then he dumped me like an old shoe, to a life of either whoredom or celibacy, fortunately I chose celibacy, and it`s been ok though it was a close run thing!”
“Look I want to try out the bondage-pain thing again, I want to come and have me occasionally when you’re a soldier, be my master, just to keep me happy. But I don’t want a husband, or a master at home, here nowadays, I like my independence too much, an occasional bout of sex is Ok!”
“I am a bit heavier than back then, older, wiser, that bastard used me and he abused me, and I thought I could never trust a man again, especially in bed… until you, and I still have some reservations, so let`s just enjoy one another for this week, together we can watch the films, the rest have colour and sound, but as you will see, none are family viewing, and in some I am treated brutally by him and his cronies.”
He sat regarding her as if she was revealing her whole past to him, which of course in fact she was, he felt privileged, but in awe, she, this woman he still had not known for a whole month yet, was for him so perfect.
He knew he was in a strange way in love, infatuated, she was twice his age, old enough to be his mother, had been married, had been used like a prostitute, and had survived a brutal divorce… lived a celibate independent life even… but she had taken him, a virgin lad and was equipping him for life, making him a man. His mind was a turmoil.
Together they showered, drying one another in big fluffy towels, and kissing on another in a way that nearly weakened her resolve about only giving him her body to play with.
Together they put away the shopping, and as they did, he told her “he, in a funny sort of way was beginning to fall in love with her, a bit like a mother, with benefits…” she smiled gently kissed him and said, “I am touched but one day you will meet the right girl one your own age and know what love really is, but I am flattered, and I won`t say I have no feelings for you, that wouldn’t be true, but let`s just stay as casual lovers, playing games, and enjoying sex, together while we can, OK!”
He kissed her then said, “wise as ever Anne, and perhaps your right but, I can live with that and thank you!” The moment passed and still dressed for shopping they stood regarding one another for a long meaningful moment.
Then they kissed once more and hand in hand they set off to the bedroom and another of the films.
He went to begin to undress but she stopped him and said, “are they in order those films?” he nodded so she said, ”please just lay with me and hold me while we watch this one, it reveals just what a wanton slut I was, perhaps I still am, and you may not want me so much after you have watched me give myself so freely to that fat greaseball Murray.” He kissed her once more then as they lay on the soft bedspread, she said please don’t say anything, dot judge me till after, just watch it, and hold me close.
Nodding, he flicked the on switch, the room filled with light and sound and he hugged her to him as they watched Tony have her undress for him in the kitchen. Piece by piece her clothing was removed, till she stood before him naked. he nodded his approval then silently handed her just flimsy knickers and a matching bra. when she was dressed in those and a dressing gown. He sat her down and for the first time his voice echoed round the room.
“Right now, did you enjoy the last films we made?” she nodded but said nothing, you know they turned me on, and sold well, you`re being used like that I love,” again the silent nod, “ well you remember meeting Murray [ to John she whispered, his real name was Guy but for the film they used other names.] him who owns the camera shop where I get my films and I have them developed?” another brief nod, “well developing these films is not quite legal, so he`s risking a lot to do so…so well we have come to an arrangement, me and Murray.
From now on my girl, he`s going to take turns with the camera, and working with you, do you understand?” she looked startled, then she said “he`s an ugly brute, and he smells but if it`s what you want, and it will make you happy master, then for you I will submit and he may use my body, as you do!” he smiled, then kissed her and there was a break in the filming, the kitchen clock showing in the background ten minutes had passed.
They began again, break over and the camera presumably now in Tony`s hands. First up was the name and credits sequence, it said; ANALLY USED, then it said, with Pat Myarse, Tim Trent and Murray Mint. The kitchen door opened and in lumbered a short fat and greasy looking man of about 40, his belly overhanging his trouser belt, and wearing a once white shirt over a stained vest. She looked appalled at the sight of the gross little man but sat saying not a word.
He advanced towards her and stubby finger`s lifted her chin to have her look at him. A grin spread all over his face and he grunted, “so your Pat are you, I`ve wanted to meet you and fuck you since the very first film I saw of you and tonight`s your lucky night!”
John could see how little she wished to have anything to do with this greaseball, not least by her ‘on screen’ body language just as “Murray” had appeared, but here and now, by her quickening breath and the way she had gripped his arm.
Murray though had no such understanding of her situation, to him she was a woman and women did what men told them didn’t they!
He explained that his mate ‘Tim’ had said he could use and abuse her to his heart`s content, so he was going to take advantage of the offer and to him she was a lucky girl to have him choose her!
So far on screen she had not said a word, but Murray, was keen and eager as he was said, “get up, and off with the greatcoat, she rose and took off the dressing-gown throwing it over a nearby chair. Those little piggy eyes missed nothing, he grunted “bra” she complied her fine breasts becoming fully visible, and his eyes running over her now scantily dressed body, missing nothing, her arms came up as if to hide her breasts, then not as developed as now at 34ff but substantial none the less.
“Hands down!” he barked and quickly the hands dropped to her sides. Before she could avoid his hand`s they shot to her nipples, surprisingly rapidly for one so ungainly, and between the thumbs and fingers they were flattened. The nubs were soon being squeezed and twisted most painfully, to the obvious joy of Murray who`s smile was broad, her face however, told anyone watching that she now knew what this film and this little man was to be about and what to expect, would be merciless misuse.
She was not wrong.
Within the first few minutes of the film she found herself without nickers bent over the table end, her wrists compliantly bound to the far table legs knowing resistance was futile! A lubricant was being applied to her backside, her look of horror was well captured, but powerless to resist, she lay awaiting his misuse of her body, a look of dread as her eyes took in the greaseballs repulsive body as he disrobed, being careful to keep himself fully in her full view.
It was not a pretty sight, he had a droopy chest, nipples of brown on tits that would have out-done some of the older spinsters in the area, though covered in matted black wiry hair, a fat and droopy belly and under the overhang, protruded a short circumcised penis of substantial thickness.
Balls like a stud stallion and two stumpy legs, finished the vision, it was not a pretty sight, especially to one whose virgin arsehole had just been prepared for his use.
Any film goer, could see she knew what was about to happen, they could sense the victim was both horrified and apprehensive, but resignedly knew that protesting would not yield any results.
From the wall he moved her pretty mirror, he propped it on her worktop work-top, so that he could watch her face as she screamed as he was sure she would. It was his favourite fantasy to make women scream, and here he was at last, living his dream!
Laughing he watched her face lose its colour as he went behind her, struck each buttock hard, with the flat of his hand, leaving a red handprint on each pale cheek of her fairly generous rump and telling her in his most commanding voice to, “relax, it makes it easier to accept the pain!” which you could see did little to ease her fears.
His large mushroom head touched the tight virgin ring, her eyes closed and that pensive look of one about to be hurt came on her pretty face. the kitchen clock struck seven.
she knew her husband had timed it well, there would be no one within reach who would hear her screams…
A single push has the head stretching her ring muscles into a ring of fire, she felt as though she would tear, her mouth opened into a scream that echoed round the kitchen and startled a cat prowling for rats in the yard next door.
Her eyes opened wide. as the intruder filled her slowly and surely with more and more of the fat but mercifully short prick. In the mirror, which she knew as she did her hair or make up each day, would now and forever remind her of that fat sadistic face watching with ecstatic joy as she screamed and contorted with this terrible pain.
He could see her eyes bulge, it was true but, she in turn could see his sadistic sneering look, that told her, if she tore, he would just laugh and probably enjoy her pain even more.
Fully engaged now he hesitated, waiting for the grip of her sphincter to ease, just a little as he expected, she was a tight one this pretty miss… he began his ride, his macabre dance, his short weapon restricting the length of stroke, but the movement increasing the feelings as that big mushroom head moved inside her. Her, shaking with pain her cry`s pitiful, as each stroke reversed its direction of travel, but to him and presumably the cameraman it was music in their ears. Her tear-filled eyes were fixed on the mirror, his face a look of shear sadistic extasy she would never forget. Then with a triumphant bellow his hot seed began filling her guts, pump, pump, pump!
she imagined those balls of his empty now as the jumped and jiggled in their sac, slapping against her leg-backs.
Her mind raced, his hot hands, unnoticed till now, hot sweaty and gripping on her hips, pushing the gross body from her back, the tearing feeling as he withdrew, the resilient pain, the burning ache of her stretched pipe, and was that his seed or blood that she could feel dribbling. Her mind reeled as she lay on the hard surface of her own kitchen table weeping quietly now, her wrists where she had strained against her bonds were red and sore, she desperately needed a bath, her mind fixated on the hot water in the lovely bathroom Tony had had installed, he had said for her, their one palatial luxury… to wash away all trace of this greasy little man, and cleanse herself.
Her violator slumped now on a kitchen chair taking his breath, and smiling, the bastard was smiling. But it was over wasn’t it, they had had their fun, made their film. Her every look captured by the camera, hopeful that when Murray had recovered these ropes would come off and she could go for that bath…
Murray stood, but to her horror took the camera from her husband, the film momentarily wobbling, then quickly refocusing while ‘Tim` threw off his clothing and with her hopeful face falling, took his place behind her. His tool she was familiar with, longer than Murrays but slimmer, it soon pushed open her backdoor for a second time. she had been reamed out so to speak, her violated passage stretched out and though still painful, it accepted the new invader easily, though when fully into her it reached new areas, deeper it seemed into her very soul.
He placed his hands up on her shoulders, then slowly began to rock himself, gently inside her. her face in camera and mirror, now did not register such pain, and as the motion built up feelings in her ravished body that began to bring on old stirrings. The increasing pace had her soon panting, more, she, well her body, it wanted more!
This strange feeling, had begun to overtake her, tears fell but tears of joy. Tim, she could see in that dratted mirror was smiling, gone the sadistic Murray, here was a more benign lover, gentler, deeper, but more caring, she began to orgasm, tiny feelings at first then like a waterfall of emotions, a fantastic roller coaster of excitement, her internal muscles involuntarily milking her invader, urging him on, begging him to fill her with his hot seed, give her the fill she so desperately needed, go on, show that fat bastard what its all about… he began to climax, glimpses of him a look of joy writ large on his face hie eyes and hers in the mirror fixed in a stare of joy, or perhaps love, as she felt him discharge gouts of hot grey seed into her, and she climaxed again.
He collapsed onto her back and you could see she knew he knew it was over, he would shrink now and come free.
The film faded, then the bright light and the slapping film tail as Jon reached for the off switch and in silence. they lay, her on his shoulder and another bus rumbled past.
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