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Humiliation is something that different people experience for different reasons. But in my opinion, the ultimate humiliation is when someone is forced to the realization that something which they find distasteful, and even repulsive, is actually something that brings them more pleasure than you could possibly imagine… and there is nothing you can do about it.
Kim and I met by chance, but the connection was immediate. Our first date was great. Dinner and wine, then some live jazz and more wine, then back to her place and more wine… obviously, she liked wine. She also loved music, and as we sat on her floor going through her CD collection, we discovered that our musical taste was uncannily alike. By the second CD, we were naked on her couch together.
That first night I discovered that Kim loved having her pussy eaten… but as she would tell me later, she had never met a man who did it as well as I did. I tell you that to tell you this… I also discovered that when Kim would cum, the muscles in her groin would convulse wildly. All women experience spasms when they orgasm, but as I have found, with some their pussy literally comes alive. And when Kim would cum, the walls deep in her cunt and the tight ring of her anus would involuntarily clutch and release in a hard and fast rhythm. Keep that in mind for later.
By our third date, it was clear to me she had submissive tendencies. And by the fifth or sixth, restraints and implements were being used. But I did notice that she was a little apprehensive about anal play. The first time I used a butt plug on her, she loved the sensation, but she actually used a towel to pick it up, and couldn’t wait to clean it. It was then that I noticed that when she would go into the bathroom, she would actually run the water for fear that I might hear her bodily functions. And being an excellent dom, that information was something I was going to use at a later time.
Then came the night that she would never forget… and would make her love and hate me at the same time. I invited her to my place for dinner. I made Chicken Picatta over linguini… yeah, I’m that good… and we shared a couple of bottles of wine. When dinner was done I cleared the table, then I told her to sit quietly while I went back to my bedroom.
After a few minutes I returned with a dog collar and leash. She smiled as I approached, until she saw I was not smiling. I placed the collar around her neck, attached the leash, and then lifted her from her chair in a less than gentle manner, grabbed the wine bucket, and led her back to my bedroom.
When we walked into the room she saw the ball gag, nipple clamps, paddle and riding crop lying on the bed. I sat down next to them, and then said “Take off everything but your shoes.”
The music was still playing in the living room, so as she began to lift her sweater, her hips began to sway with the rhythm. As she tossed her sweater aside, she looked me in the eyes with a sexy smile on her face… but again, she got nothing from me. She rolled her hips to the music as she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down the zipper… then she turned her back to me and began pushing them down over her full hips and firm round ass. She bent at the waist and stayed that way, giving me a long look and her gorgeous behind, before kicking her jeans aside.
Now she was left in her black bra, black thong and black heels. She was really gyrating now, putting on a show as she reached behind her and unhooked her bra… letting it slip from her shoulders and down her arms. Then she caught it in her hand and swung it over her head before tossing it at me. I caught it, and without expression, threw it to the floor.
Then she hooked her thumbs in the string waistband of her thong and pushed it down in a slow, stripper-type move. She let it drop to the floor, and then caught it on the toe of her black heel and kicked the garment towards me. Then as she looked me in the eye she cupped her smallish tits and her hands and pinched her already hard nipples, before letting her right hand slide down her tummy to cup her clean shaven pussy.
When she was done, I stood up and said, “Come over here,” and then I had her bend at the waist and place her hands on the bed. She knew what was coming and must have felt a huge relief when I picked up the leather paddle and not the riding crop… she hated the riding crop. I saw her brace herself as I swung the paddle, and it landed with a loud ‘thwack’ on her right buttock, causing her to suck in air. Then as blood rushed to the area, and the pain rose, I landed another solid blow in her left buttock, causing the fleshy cheek to jiggle, and then immediately turn bright red. Then I pressed the ice cold wine bucket against her bruised flesh, causing her to cry out as the freezing metal pressing against her hot skin sent a searing pain rushing through her ass cheeks.
I could see her lower lip trembling as I leaned next to her ear and said, “I told you to get undressed, not dance… you’re a whore, not a stripper.”
She realized this wasn’t a game, and whispered “Yes sir.”
Now I had her stand in front of me, and I reached for the clamps. Kim’s tits aren’t very big, but her nipples were about a half inch when hard, so I unceremoniously attached the clamps, causing her to wince. Then I pressed the ball gag into her mouth and attached it behind her head. And finally I attached the leash to her collar again and led her out of my bedroom.
I could see a look of confusion in her eyes as I led her through the living room of my condo, and to the closed door of the guest room. Then when I opened the door and led her in, I could see a look of fear in her eyes.
The futon was open, and a plastic tarp covered it and most of the floor, except for where I had cut out holes for the armrests. Then she saw two sets of restrains attached to the arms, and a bucket in the middle of the floor. I realized that she might fear I was a serial killer who was about to dismember her, so to reassure her she was physically safe, I leaned to her ear and whispered, “Tonight when you leave here, you will leave your inhibitions and dignity behind.”
With that, I laid her down horizontally on her back so her arms and legs could be restrained to the arms of the futon. I could still see the fear in her eyes as I spread her arms out and attached the first set of restraints to her wrists. Then I placed each leg restraint just above the knee, spreading her legs as wide as possible, and leaving her ass at the very edge of the mattress.
I could hear her breathing becoming more rapid as her nervousness rose… causing a slobbering sound as air seeped from around the ball gag. Her chest was heaving as she watched me pick up the riding crop and hold it in my hand. She liked the paddle because it caused a sharp, burning pain and then dulling sensation… and left the skin bruised. But the crop left deep welts, and damaged the skin… and it petrified her.
As I looked down, I could see her outer labia already shining with her juices, and her clit was peeking out from underneath its hood. At that moment I knew that even her fear couldn’t overcome her excitement. I had her legs spread so wide that I could also see her pink rosebud asshole… and that would be a focus of attention very soon.
She trembled as I pointed the wide pad at the end of the crop between her legs, and then she flinched as I began tapping it against her swollen cunt. Then I said, “I am going to lick your pussy for ten minutes, for my own enjoyment… and if you cum, I’m going to use this on your ass.”
Now as I said earlier, Kim loved when I licked her pussy, and had very intense orgasms when I did. Now I could see the fear in her eyes because, like any woman, she could fake having an orgasm… but the way her pussy reacted when she came, she couldn’t hide an actual orgasm from me. And knowing she would be punished if she came while I ate her cunt scared her to death.
Her breath was coming in short gasps as I knelt down between her legs. Then as I looked into her eyes l leaned forward and licked from her pussy lips from bottom to top… stopping just short of her hard clit. I could hear her hiss as she sucked in air from around the ball gag. Then I began stroking her swollen lips with my tongue.
Her cunt was already soaking wet, and her juices were coating my tongue as I licked her. I wasn’t even a minute into the ten and she was already squirming. Then I used my tongue to massage her tight asshole. As I said, she was a little skittish when it came to anal play, but I could tell by the groan deep in her throat and the reaction of her body that it felt wonderful.
Now it was time to test her. First I fucked my tongue in and out of her sodden cunt, and then finally moved up to make contact with her clit.
“Mppphhhh,” I heard her grunt as I began slowly massaging her hard pleasure button with my flattened tongue. That was when I saw that she actually had tears in her eyes. She knew that there was no way she was going to be able to stop herself from cumming. We were barely half way into the ten minutes and I could already sense the muscles in her stomach tightening.
She had her eyes closed tight, and I could tell she was trying to think of anything but the sensations I was causing with my lips and tongue. That was when I began making circles over her clit with the tip of my tongue, causing her to let out another groan. I could sense the conflict building in her. Her body wanted to release, but her mind knew the dire consequences of giving in and having an orgasm.
Finally, I sucked her clit between my lips and began flicking at it with the tip of my tongue. That always made her cum, and she knew it. She quickly lifted her head and screamed in her throat as she shook her head back and forth… begging me to stop. Instead I pressed a finger deep in her pussy, and I could feel the muscles tightening deep in her vagina as her orgasm approached.
But just as she let out a groan, surrendering to her fate, I pulled my finger from deep inside her and took my mouth from her dripping gash. She looked at me with gratitude, thinking that I had spared her… but then I leaned forward and began licking her again. Three more times I brought her passion and her fear to the very brink before the ten minutes were up. When I told her time was up, she collapsed back to the vinyl covered futon, relieved to have escaped the riding crop, but aching to cum. What she didn’t realize was that this was only the beginning.
I looked down at her and said, “Good girl,” and then I left the room. After about ten minutes I returned, and when she saw what I was holding the look of fear she had earlier was replaced by one of terror. In one hand I carried a tube of KY, and in the other a red two-quart enema bag filled with warm water.
I could see her body start to shake as I hung the enema bag from a coat rack I usually kept in my foyer. Then I knelt between her legs and squeezed some KY on my finger. Her pussy had leaked so much when I was going down on her that her tight sphincter was already lubricated, but I rubbed my KY covered finger around her anus, before pressing against the tight ring until my finger slipped inside.
Kim was a hygiene freak, which is why I think she viewed anal as a little bit dirty… and I was going to break her of that. She grunted as my finger penetrated her rectum, and then groaned as I began fucking it in and out, while my other hand began stroking her already stimulated clit.
Once again her body began to tense, and the grip her asshole was placing on my finger told me she was getting close to cumming again, so I took my hands away. Then I heard her moan in dismay as I reached for the nozzle of the enema bag.
“Phfffff Nwwwww,” she groaned as she urgently shook her head, and I immediately knew she was trying to say, “Please No,” behind the ball gag. But she knew there was no hope when she felt the nozzle press against her puckered anus, and then penetrate the elastic ring of muscle and skin. Now with about three inches of the nozzle imbedded deep in her asshole, I released the shutoff clamp, and then I heard her groan in despair as she felt the warm water flooding her bowels.
I pressed my hand on her tummy and felt it swell as the warm water filled her. I didn’t empty the bag because I didn’t want her to lose control too quickly. I knew she was going to try to hold everything in as long as possible, and that was exactly what I wanted her to do.
Once I had put close to half the bag in, I closed the clamp and shut off the water supply. Then I removed the nozzle from her rectum. She was clenching her muscles so tightly that I had a hard time taking the nozzle out, and I could already see the muscles in her face pull tight as she concentrated on holding back the contents pressuring her tummy.
My cock was already rock hard as I began unbuttoning my pants. I took them off, and then my underwear, shirt and socks followed. Then I hung everything on the coat rack, not wanting them to get caught in the deluge that was going to happen when Kim lost control.
Next I slid the bucket beside the futon, right under her ass. Once it was in place, I straddled it with my feet, leaned forward, and pressed the head of my cock against her inflamed gash. Tears returned to her eyes as she realized I was going to fuck her while she was trying to keep from voiding her bowels. She moaned one last time, and I could see her eyes begging me to stop… and that was when I slammed my hips forward and buried my cock deep in her cunt with one hard thrust.
“Urrrggghhh,” she groaned as my hard prick filled her pussy, and put even more pressure on her insides. She was tighter than I had ever felt, and I realized it was because she was using every muscle in her groin to try to keep from evacuating herself. Her cunt was gripping me like a vice as I began fucking her… and the feeling was exquisite.
I could see her wrists twisting in the restraints as I picked up the pace… thrusting faster and harder as I pumped my cock in and out of her. She was whimpering as her belly began to cramp, and I could actually hear it gurgle. But then suddenly she began fucking back against me, and as she nodded, she began groaning, “Mmmm hmmm… Mmmm hmmm.”
As I pounded my cock in and out of her, I reached behind her head, released the gag and pulled it out. That was when she screamed, “Oh God… what’s happening?”
blood must have rushed to the tortured muscles deep in her groin as she tried to hold back the rush of water and fecal material that was threatening to leave her body… and it was causing new sensations. She was about to experience something mortifying… something that was going to be horrifying and humiliating… and she was going to have an orgasm because of it.
As she looked into my eyes she groaned, “Oh no… Oh God no,” and then she screamed, “Ohhh FUUUCCCKKK… I’M CUMMMIIINNGGGG.”
Immediately I buried my cock up to the hilt as the muscles deep in her cunt and ass began to spasm uncontrollably… and each orgasmic contraction caused a short burst of liquid to explode from her anus. She was cumming so hard that the muscles deep inside her wouldn’t relax enough for her to evacuate her bowels in one surge… so instead her relief was coming in series of staccato bursts.
“Oh YES… Oh God YES,” she repeated over and over as she came… and it didn’t seem like her orgasm was waning. I started fucking her again as warm liquid erupted from her body… some of it spraying against the bottom of my scrotum and the inside of my thighs. Now I could feel my own orgasm building as I fucked her harder.
Now her muscles were relaxing, and as she moaned, “Oh noooo,” her sphincter finally relaxed and a huge rush of liquid was exploded from her asshole, some finding the bucket, and some the vinyl covered floor.
Harder and faster I fucked her as her body surrendered to nature… but then something happened. The release of pressure in her bowels caused a rush of energy throughout her body, causing a new sensation, and suddenly she cried out, “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum again… AHHHH!!!”
Her head went back and her hips thrust upwards as she screamed and came again. She had never had multiple orgasms from intercourse, and now her cunt and asshole went into a new series of violent spasms. “Fuck me sir… please keep FUCKING ME,” she screamed as her head rolled back and forth. It no longer mattered that she was lying in a puddle of her own excretions… all that mattered was the incredible pleasure she was feeling.
Her body and mind had betrayed her and as her second orgasm finally began to wane, she hated herself for enjoying something that she had only an hour before she would have thought repulsive. But her lesson was not over.
I pulled my erect cock from her spent cunt and knelt next to her head. The hard shaft was covered with her pussy juices, and she could smell the aroma of her secretions on my inner thighs, but she took me in her mouth without objection. I slowly fucked her face until the pressure behind my balls built to an unbearable level, and then as I groaned, “Take it all,” I came.
It felt like a gallon of cum was surging through my twitching shaft as I emptied my balls into her waiting mouth. She gulped twice, letting part of my load slide down her throat, and then she suckled me until the rest of my thick, bitter-sweet cum drooled into her mouth. Then as I felt her swallow the last of my load, I pulled my softening cock from between her lips.
Now there was one last act in her humiliation. As went in to take a shower, I left her restrained to the futon, lying in and surrounded by the remnants of what had just happened. Then I returned to the room carrying a trash bag. I released her from the restraints and said, “Before you shower, clean up your mess.” Then I watched as she threw the drop cloth away and cleaned the bucket and enema bag.
After her shower I sat on the couch and she sat at my feet as I stroked her hair. I told her that she had been freed from her worst inhibitions, and that she should be happy. And even though I knew she hated what I had done… she hated herself more because she enjoyed it so much… and that was her ultimate humiliation.
Kim and I met by chance, but the connection was immediate. Our first date was great. Dinner and wine, then some live jazz and more wine, then back to her place and more wine… obviously, she liked wine. She also loved music, and as we sat on her floor going through her CD collection, we discovered that our musical taste was uncannily alike. By the second CD, we were naked on her couch together.
That first night I discovered that Kim loved having her pussy eaten… but as she would tell me later, she had never met a man who did it as well as I did. I tell you that to tell you this… I also discovered that when Kim would cum, the muscles in her groin would convulse wildly. All women experience spasms when they orgasm, but as I have found, with some their pussy literally comes alive. And when Kim would cum, the walls deep in her cunt and the tight ring of her anus would involuntarily clutch and release in a hard and fast rhythm. Keep that in mind for later.
By our third date, it was clear to me she had submissive tendencies. And by the fifth or sixth, restraints and implements were being used. But I did notice that she was a little apprehensive about anal play. The first time I used a butt plug on her, she loved the sensation, but she actually used a towel to pick it up, and couldn’t wait to clean it. It was then that I noticed that when she would go into the bathroom, she would actually run the water for fear that I might hear her bodily functions. And being an excellent dom, that information was something I was going to use at a later time.
Then came the night that she would never forget… and would make her love and hate me at the same time. I invited her to my place for dinner. I made Chicken Picatta over linguini… yeah, I’m that good… and we shared a couple of bottles of wine. When dinner was done I cleared the table, then I told her to sit quietly while I went back to my bedroom.
After a few minutes I returned with a dog collar and leash. She smiled as I approached, until she saw I was not smiling. I placed the collar around her neck, attached the leash, and then lifted her from her chair in a less than gentle manner, grabbed the wine bucket, and led her back to my bedroom.
When we walked into the room she saw the ball gag, nipple clamps, paddle and riding crop lying on the bed. I sat down next to them, and then said “Take off everything but your shoes.”
The music was still playing in the living room, so as she began to lift her sweater, her hips began to sway with the rhythm. As she tossed her sweater aside, she looked me in the eyes with a sexy smile on her face… but again, she got nothing from me. She rolled her hips to the music as she unbuttoned her jeans and pulled down the zipper… then she turned her back to me and began pushing them down over her full hips and firm round ass. She bent at the waist and stayed that way, giving me a long look and her gorgeous behind, before kicking her jeans aside.
Now she was left in her black bra, black thong and black heels. She was really gyrating now, putting on a show as she reached behind her and unhooked her bra… letting it slip from her shoulders and down her arms. Then she caught it in her hand and swung it over her head before tossing it at me. I caught it, and without expression, threw it to the floor.
Then she hooked her thumbs in the string waistband of her thong and pushed it down in a slow, stripper-type move. She let it drop to the floor, and then caught it on the toe of her black heel and kicked the garment towards me. Then as she looked me in the eye she cupped her smallish tits and her hands and pinched her already hard nipples, before letting her right hand slide down her tummy to cup her clean shaven pussy.
When she was done, I stood up and said, “Come over here,” and then I had her bend at the waist and place her hands on the bed. She knew what was coming and must have felt a huge relief when I picked up the leather paddle and not the riding crop… she hated the riding crop. I saw her brace herself as I swung the paddle, and it landed with a loud ‘thwack’ on her right buttock, causing her to suck in air. Then as blood rushed to the area, and the pain rose, I landed another solid blow in her left buttock, causing the fleshy cheek to jiggle, and then immediately turn bright red. Then I pressed the ice cold wine bucket against her bruised flesh, causing her to cry out as the freezing metal pressing against her hot skin sent a searing pain rushing through her ass cheeks.
I could see her lower lip trembling as I leaned next to her ear and said, “I told you to get undressed, not dance… you’re a whore, not a stripper.”
She realized this wasn’t a game, and whispered “Yes sir.”
Now I had her stand in front of me, and I reached for the clamps. Kim’s tits aren’t very big, but her nipples were about a half inch when hard, so I unceremoniously attached the clamps, causing her to wince. Then I pressed the ball gag into her mouth and attached it behind her head. And finally I attached the leash to her collar again and led her out of my bedroom.
I could see a look of confusion in her eyes as I led her through the living room of my condo, and to the closed door of the guest room. Then when I opened the door and led her in, I could see a look of fear in her eyes.
The futon was open, and a plastic tarp covered it and most of the floor, except for where I had cut out holes for the armrests. Then she saw two sets of restrains attached to the arms, and a bucket in the middle of the floor. I realized that she might fear I was a serial killer who was about to dismember her, so to reassure her she was physically safe, I leaned to her ear and whispered, “Tonight when you leave here, you will leave your inhibitions and dignity behind.”
With that, I laid her down horizontally on her back so her arms and legs could be restrained to the arms of the futon. I could still see the fear in her eyes as I spread her arms out and attached the first set of restraints to her wrists. Then I placed each leg restraint just above the knee, spreading her legs as wide as possible, and leaving her ass at the very edge of the mattress.
I could hear her breathing becoming more rapid as her nervousness rose… causing a slobbering sound as air seeped from around the ball gag. Her chest was heaving as she watched me pick up the riding crop and hold it in my hand. She liked the paddle because it caused a sharp, burning pain and then dulling sensation… and left the skin bruised. But the crop left deep welts, and damaged the skin… and it petrified her.
As I looked down, I could see her outer labia already shining with her juices, and her clit was peeking out from underneath its hood. At that moment I knew that even her fear couldn’t overcome her excitement. I had her legs spread so wide that I could also see her pink rosebud asshole… and that would be a focus of attention very soon.
She trembled as I pointed the wide pad at the end of the crop between her legs, and then she flinched as I began tapping it against her swollen cunt. Then I said, “I am going to lick your pussy for ten minutes, for my own enjoyment… and if you cum, I’m going to use this on your ass.”
Now as I said earlier, Kim loved when I licked her pussy, and had very intense orgasms when I did. Now I could see the fear in her eyes because, like any woman, she could fake having an orgasm… but the way her pussy reacted when she came, she couldn’t hide an actual orgasm from me. And knowing she would be punished if she came while I ate her cunt scared her to death.
Her breath was coming in short gasps as I knelt down between her legs. Then as I looked into her eyes l leaned forward and licked from her pussy lips from bottom to top… stopping just short of her hard clit. I could hear her hiss as she sucked in air from around the ball gag. Then I began stroking her swollen lips with my tongue.
Her cunt was already soaking wet, and her juices were coating my tongue as I licked her. I wasn’t even a minute into the ten and she was already squirming. Then I used my tongue to massage her tight asshole. As I said, she was a little skittish when it came to anal play, but I could tell by the groan deep in her throat and the reaction of her body that it felt wonderful.
Now it was time to test her. First I fucked my tongue in and out of her sodden cunt, and then finally moved up to make contact with her clit.
“Mppphhhh,” I heard her grunt as I began slowly massaging her hard pleasure button with my flattened tongue. That was when I saw that she actually had tears in her eyes. She knew that there was no way she was going to be able to stop herself from cumming. We were barely half way into the ten minutes and I could already sense the muscles in her stomach tightening.
She had her eyes closed tight, and I could tell she was trying to think of anything but the sensations I was causing with my lips and tongue. That was when I began making circles over her clit with the tip of my tongue, causing her to let out another groan. I could sense the conflict building in her. Her body wanted to release, but her mind knew the dire consequences of giving in and having an orgasm.
Finally, I sucked her clit between my lips and began flicking at it with the tip of my tongue. That always made her cum, and she knew it. She quickly lifted her head and screamed in her throat as she shook her head back and forth… begging me to stop. Instead I pressed a finger deep in her pussy, and I could feel the muscles tightening deep in her vagina as her orgasm approached.
But just as she let out a groan, surrendering to her fate, I pulled my finger from deep inside her and took my mouth from her dripping gash. She looked at me with gratitude, thinking that I had spared her… but then I leaned forward and began licking her again. Three more times I brought her passion and her fear to the very brink before the ten minutes were up. When I told her time was up, she collapsed back to the vinyl covered futon, relieved to have escaped the riding crop, but aching to cum. What she didn’t realize was that this was only the beginning.
I looked down at her and said, “Good girl,” and then I left the room. After about ten minutes I returned, and when she saw what I was holding the look of fear she had earlier was replaced by one of terror. In one hand I carried a tube of KY, and in the other a red two-quart enema bag filled with warm water.
I could see her body start to shake as I hung the enema bag from a coat rack I usually kept in my foyer. Then I knelt between her legs and squeezed some KY on my finger. Her pussy had leaked so much when I was going down on her that her tight sphincter was already lubricated, but I rubbed my KY covered finger around her anus, before pressing against the tight ring until my finger slipped inside.
Kim was a hygiene freak, which is why I think she viewed anal as a little bit dirty… and I was going to break her of that. She grunted as my finger penetrated her rectum, and then groaned as I began fucking it in and out, while my other hand began stroking her already stimulated clit.
Once again her body began to tense, and the grip her asshole was placing on my finger told me she was getting close to cumming again, so I took my hands away. Then I heard her moan in dismay as I reached for the nozzle of the enema bag.
“Phfffff Nwwwww,” she groaned as she urgently shook her head, and I immediately knew she was trying to say, “Please No,” behind the ball gag. But she knew there was no hope when she felt the nozzle press against her puckered anus, and then penetrate the elastic ring of muscle and skin. Now with about three inches of the nozzle imbedded deep in her asshole, I released the shutoff clamp, and then I heard her groan in despair as she felt the warm water flooding her bowels.
I pressed my hand on her tummy and felt it swell as the warm water filled her. I didn’t empty the bag because I didn’t want her to lose control too quickly. I knew she was going to try to hold everything in as long as possible, and that was exactly what I wanted her to do.
Once I had put close to half the bag in, I closed the clamp and shut off the water supply. Then I removed the nozzle from her rectum. She was clenching her muscles so tightly that I had a hard time taking the nozzle out, and I could already see the muscles in her face pull tight as she concentrated on holding back the contents pressuring her tummy.
My cock was already rock hard as I began unbuttoning my pants. I took them off, and then my underwear, shirt and socks followed. Then I hung everything on the coat rack, not wanting them to get caught in the deluge that was going to happen when Kim lost control.
Next I slid the bucket beside the futon, right under her ass. Once it was in place, I straddled it with my feet, leaned forward, and pressed the head of my cock against her inflamed gash. Tears returned to her eyes as she realized I was going to fuck her while she was trying to keep from voiding her bowels. She moaned one last time, and I could see her eyes begging me to stop… and that was when I slammed my hips forward and buried my cock deep in her cunt with one hard thrust.
“Urrrggghhh,” she groaned as my hard prick filled her pussy, and put even more pressure on her insides. She was tighter than I had ever felt, and I realized it was because she was using every muscle in her groin to try to keep from evacuating herself. Her cunt was gripping me like a vice as I began fucking her… and the feeling was exquisite.
I could see her wrists twisting in the restraints as I picked up the pace… thrusting faster and harder as I pumped my cock in and out of her. She was whimpering as her belly began to cramp, and I could actually hear it gurgle. But then suddenly she began fucking back against me, and as she nodded, she began groaning, “Mmmm hmmm… Mmmm hmmm.”
As I pounded my cock in and out of her, I reached behind her head, released the gag and pulled it out. That was when she screamed, “Oh God… what’s happening?”
blood must have rushed to the tortured muscles deep in her groin as she tried to hold back the rush of water and fecal material that was threatening to leave her body… and it was causing new sensations. She was about to experience something mortifying… something that was going to be horrifying and humiliating… and she was going to have an orgasm because of it.
As she looked into my eyes she groaned, “Oh no… Oh God no,” and then she screamed, “Ohhh FUUUCCCKKK… I’M CUMMMIIINNGGGG.”
Immediately I buried my cock up to the hilt as the muscles deep in her cunt and ass began to spasm uncontrollably… and each orgasmic contraction caused a short burst of liquid to explode from her anus. She was cumming so hard that the muscles deep inside her wouldn’t relax enough for her to evacuate her bowels in one surge… so instead her relief was coming in series of staccato bursts.
“Oh YES… Oh God YES,” she repeated over and over as she came… and it didn’t seem like her orgasm was waning. I started fucking her again as warm liquid erupted from her body… some of it spraying against the bottom of my scrotum and the inside of my thighs. Now I could feel my own orgasm building as I fucked her harder.
Now her muscles were relaxing, and as she moaned, “Oh noooo,” her sphincter finally relaxed and a huge rush of liquid was exploded from her asshole, some finding the bucket, and some the vinyl covered floor.
Harder and faster I fucked her as her body surrendered to nature… but then something happened. The release of pressure in her bowels caused a rush of energy throughout her body, causing a new sensation, and suddenly she cried out, “Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum again… AHHHH!!!”
Her head went back and her hips thrust upwards as she screamed and came again. She had never had multiple orgasms from intercourse, and now her cunt and asshole went into a new series of violent spasms. “Fuck me sir… please keep FUCKING ME,” she screamed as her head rolled back and forth. It no longer mattered that she was lying in a puddle of her own excretions… all that mattered was the incredible pleasure she was feeling.
Her body and mind had betrayed her and as her second orgasm finally began to wane, she hated herself for enjoying something that she had only an hour before she would have thought repulsive. But her lesson was not over.
I pulled my erect cock from her spent cunt and knelt next to her head. The hard shaft was covered with her pussy juices, and she could smell the aroma of her secretions on my inner thighs, but she took me in her mouth without objection. I slowly fucked her face until the pressure behind my balls built to an unbearable level, and then as I groaned, “Take it all,” I came.
It felt like a gallon of cum was surging through my twitching shaft as I emptied my balls into her waiting mouth. She gulped twice, letting part of my load slide down her throat, and then she suckled me until the rest of my thick, bitter-sweet cum drooled into her mouth. Then as I felt her swallow the last of my load, I pulled my softening cock from between her lips.
Now there was one last act in her humiliation. As went in to take a shower, I left her restrained to the futon, lying in and surrounded by the remnants of what had just happened. Then I returned to the room carrying a trash bag. I released her from the restraints and said, “Before you shower, clean up your mess.” Then I watched as she threw the drop cloth away and cleaned the bucket and enema bag.
After her shower I sat on the couch and she sat at my feet as I stroked her hair. I told her that she had been freed from her worst inhibitions, and that she should be happy. And even though I knew she hated what I had done… she hated herself more because she enjoyed it so much… and that was her ultimate humiliation.
Arisha
- 25.03.2022
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