New Catherine Dixon s Punishment
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"I want you to be able to move around a little more, Rebecca." He untied her wrists from her ankles, but attached them to the headboard, forcing her arms up over her head. He stretched her out on the bed again, placing the punishment gloves back on his hands.
"No, don't touch me with those. You're going to tear up my flesh with them," the thought of the pain the tacks would inflict on her body, especially her more intimate areas frightened her. She felt the hands touch her lightly, motioning her over onto her side. When she hesitated, he pressed harder, the tacks indenting her skin. "OK, I'll do it, just don't touch me with them," turning over onto her side, her ass and back to him.
"You will obey, Rebecca. It will stop some of the unnecessary pain if you cooperate. Now, relax as much as you can," the Commander sliding up next to her on the bed. "Tuck your legs a little, yes, that's good," pushing Rebecca into a position where she was curled up slightly, her ass prominently displayed outward. He moved in closer, his hard cock pushed out in front of him. He still had on the tack covered shorts, the tips of the sharp tacks glinting in the light, arranged all around his cock. His tee shirt was also adorned with tacks, ready to push into her naked breasts when he turned her over. Best of all, the glove bore the most, tacks covering all of the palm, fingers front and back and even some on the back of the hand. Wherever he touched would feel the prick of the tacks. Even a gentle pressure by his hands would produce punctures in the flesh, especially when pressed against the sex of Rebecca or in her. He moved his hands over her body, moving his hands down to her stomach. He felt the sharp intake of her breath, her stomach sucking in to escape the hands, but he followed her, pressing further. He let his fingers touch her gently, there would be more then enough time to make sure she suffered more severe pain. He would take her gradually, forcing her to accept the pain and finally make her cum even while he inflicted the pain on her body.
Rebecca's body tightened up as she felt him behind her. With her arms bound over her head, she was defenseless to stop him from doing anything to her. She could feel his breath on the back of her neck and she knew that it would be only a matter of seconds before he would move against her. She felt his body pressing against hers, his cock, hot and pulsating, pressed against her naked ass. She knew she would be fucked again, hoping that he would not fuck her asshole. It had hurt each time they did it to her. She could never understand why they wanted to put their cocks in her ass. The only reason she could think of was they liked to hurt her. Make her scream. She felt his hands move over her stomach, the cold plastic gloves giving her goose bumps on her skin. Her nipples hardened when she felt the cold metal of the tacks touch her naked skin, feeling them slide painfully along her stomach.
"Such a beautiful, young body you have, Rebecca. I'm going to enjoy it. Did you like it when I made you cum before?" His hands moved over her flesh, moving from her stomach up, moving towards her breasts. He felt her body pull away as his hands scraped painfully along her flesh, the tacks leaving small white trace on her skin. "Nice large tits, big nipples from such a little girl. They make such tempting targets for abuse."
Rebecca started to squirm around on the bed as his hands began to move around, moving towards her breasts. She tried to move back, but was only successful in pushing back onto the hard cock. Her bound hands limited her actions. "No, don't," she begged as the fingers moved up to her breasts, running up under them, hefting them in the palm of his hands. "OOWW," feeling the tacks pushing into her breast flesh, the weight of her heavy breasts pushing down on them. "OOOHH," his hands squeezing them from the bottom, tiny tacks on the fingers pushing into her flesh. The fingers moved slowly over her breasts. She looked down and watched as one finger of each hand moved slowly towards her nipples. They were already hard and erect, the dark areola contrasting the pink nipples capping the center of her breasts. She felt the finger scraping along her flesh until it came to her areola, one single tack on each finger slowly running around the areola, dragging the sharp point over her flesh. Tiny bumps appeared, the tacks scraping over them, the points digging into the bumps.
"Do you like that, Rebecca, is it making your pussy wet?" He pushed a tack into the areola, watching as a tiny speck of blood appeared on it, her body jerking in pain, a gasp coming from her lips. He moved the tacks around the areola again, this time pushing deeper into the flesh, feeling the flesh beneath his fingers begin to tear. "Yes, your nipples are getting so much bigger. They're waiting for the tacks, begging me to touch them with the gloves."
Rebecca squirmed on the bed, the fingers rasping harshly across her skin, the sharp tacks digging into her flesh. "OOOW," a tack digging painfully into her areola before resuming the circular motion around her nipple again. She watched, almost as if it was in slow motion as the two fingers on each hand moved toward her nipples. Each finger held many tacks, glistening in the light, some already stained with blood. "No, don't" she begged, her eyes wide open in terror as the fingers moved over her nipples. She could feel the first touch, the cold metal, sharp and pointed tacks touching the tender flesh.
The Commander rubbed a finger over the tip of her nipple watching as it dragged over the nipple, slapping it back and forth, the tack biting painfully into the tender nub. The nipples were now swollen to over twice their size, turning a dark red. He felt her body flinch each time the tack snapped over it, his fingers reaching out farther to make sure she could not escape them. "Do you like this?" His fingers grabbed each nipple, multiple tacks pushing into her nipples, small droplets of blood appearing. He felt her trying to shake free, tightening his grip, the tacks pushing in deeper. "Hold still, yes, that's a good girl." He felt her body surrender allowing him complete access to her breast flesh. He pushed his fingers back and forth over the nipples, feeling the flesh crushed beneath the sharp tacks. "Hurts, doesn't it, Rebecca. I love to make little girls cry." He pushed in again harder, her groans of pain getting louder. He pushed his cock against her ass, feeling the tacks in his shorts pushed against her ass cheeks. He rubbed his cock back and forth, feeling the tacks dragging over her ass. "Don't move away," one finger pushing a tack into the very tip of one of her nipples. She screamed in pain, but pushed her ass against his cock, the tacks pushing into her ass. "Good girl."
Her nipples felt torn and bleeding. The fingers continued to push the tacks into them, scraping over them and finally one single tack pushed deeply into the tip of her nipple. "OOOOWW, you're killing me," pushing back against his cock, feeling the tacks push into her ass cheeks. She had tried to escape him, only to be punished. "Oh, God, no," feeling the hands moving to cover her breasts, her whole tit flesh covered with sharp tacks. They began to move around, gripping her breasts, squeezing them, caressing them like a lover would do. But no lover would do it with tacks on his hands. Her breasts felt like they were on fire, the tacks making tiny cuts in her flesh.
"Such nice big tits you have, Rebecca. They are so easy to grab, especially the nipples," the tacks pushing into her nipple flesh again, feeling her body jerk in response to the pain. He gripped her tits tightly, feeling the tacks popping into her young flesh, moving his hand around, grabbing her tit mounds. His fingers found her nipples again, swollen and erect, tacks pushing into them as two fingers grabbed each one, twisting and pulling on them.
Rebecca moved about the bed, her hips swaying back and forth, her body in pain as her breasts were brutally mauled by the Commander. His tack covered hands continued to mold and pinch her breasts and nipples, pain shooting into her body as tacks punctured her naked breasts. "OOOOW, please, no," pushing her ass back on the cock as she attempted to escape the cruel ravishment of her body. "AAAGG," his tack covered shorts pushed against her ass, his cock now buried between her ass cheeks, feeling the hot instrument pressed tightly up against her vulnerable asshole.
"Yes, I like the way you roll your hips around, massaging my cock." He pressed his cock deeper into her body, feeling her trying to jerk away. "Now, behave, Rebecca," his tack covered hands moving down from her breasts, over her stomach and towards her naked pussy. He pushed on her abdomen, shoving her backwards onto his cock as she hoped to escape the tacks pushing into her sensitive skin. "That's the way, fuck your ass back on my cock. Would you like me to take you from behind, Rebecca? Such a nice smooth ass, can you feel the tacks, wait until they rub against your asshole and your pussy." He pushed in harder, her body pushing forward to escape the tacks, his hands ready to stop any attempt. Her body rolled around on the bed, confused, hands pushing her backwards onto the cock pushed against her asshole, tacks pushing against her ass cheeks pushing her back. It was like she was masturbating herself on his cock.
Rebecca's mind was clouded with conflicting reports. The tacks hurt as they pushed into her young body. Her she was, eighteen, naked and bound with an older man behind her, his naked cock pushed against her asshole, his tack covered body and hands molesting her flesh and all she could think about was how good it felt. She rotated her hips back onto the cock, only to feel the sharp pain of the tacks pushing into her sending her hips forwards to meet the hands pushing into her abdomen, starting the movement all over again.
"Do you want me to play with your pussy, Rebecca? Ask me, ask me to rub your pussy with my tack-covered hands? You know you want it." He pushed hard on her ass, feeling tacks puncture her flesh, her body jerking in pain. Again, this time harder, moving his hips side to side, feeling the tacks rubbing painfully along her flesh, his cock massaging the tiny asshole spread open before him. "Beg me, Rebecca, beg me to fuck you?"
"Oh, God, that hurts so much, please no," she cried, tears falling down her cheeks as she was continually rocked back and forth on the hard cock. She could feel her pussy getting wet, as she bucked around on the bed, her wrists tied tightly over her head, her body open and defenseless to the Commander. She felt the hands crawl lower on her body, knowing that they would soon reach her defenseless pussy, open and vulnerable to his attack.
"Over, onto your knees, that's a good girl. Now up, rise up a little, let me get my hands under your body. A little higher, yes Rebecca, such a good girl, get your body into position for me. You want me to fuck you from behind, don't you? Then I can play with your pussy while me cock reams out your teenage cunt. The tacks will make you tighten up on my cock, they will make you give me a good fuck."
Rebecca felt her body being pushed into position by the Commander. She was rolled over onto her stomach, hand pushed tightly under her body holding her against him. He ordered her to rise up on her knees, his hands scraping her flesh underneath him, forcing her to push up onto her knees. He pushed up higher, forcing her to arch up, pushing her ass up into the air. She could feel his cock still pushed against her ass, the position allowing him greater access to between her legs. She knew how it must look. She was now on her knees, offering her body to him, her ass raised up, like a dog in heat. His hands continued to run over her body, jerking her back onto the cock that was pressed into the cheeks of her ass. She felt his legs push between her thighs, pushing outward on them, forcing her legs apart.
"Spread open for me and I will fuck you, Rebecca. More, I need you open real wide and I will fuck you from behind. You'll like this, Rebecca. I'm going to make you cum again. You'll be leaving us soon, so I'm going to fuck you in all of your holes today. After I fuck your cunt, you're going to suck my cock until it's hard again. Then it's your asshole. My big cock reaming out that tiny, teenage asshole. You're going to cum a lot today, Rebecca." His hands reached down between her legs, moving to the insides of her thighs. He gripped each thigh with the tack covered gloves and pushed out and up on them, pushing her body open and up higher. He felt her ass push up, arching higher, her legs pushing out, her butt cheeks opening wide, his cock now rubbing over her exposed asshole. He felt her body squirming, the pains of the tacks making her move about, massaging his cock with her exposed asshole. He looked down, her asshole slowly opening because of the extreme spread of her legs. "Such a cute little asshole you have Rebecca. No matter how many times they fucked it, it is still so tiny."
Rebecca shuddered as she heard what the Commander had planned for her. He was going to make her suck his cock. She hated that, especially if she had to drink his cum. It was so heavy and salty, it just sat in her mouth, she was unable to swallow the thick mixture. And he was going to fuck her asshole again. It always hurt so much when they did that to her. Their cocks were so big and her ass was not made for it. It ended up tearing her as it pushed inside her. But her problem now was that his tack-covered fingers were beginning to move down to her pussy. With her legs spread open so wide, she was so vulnerable, her pussy lips already spread apart, she would not be able to stop the tack from puncturing her tender pussy flesh. And she knew that he would also attack her clit. Although painful, she knew that he would end up making her cum. Cum with the mixture of pleasure and pain that he would inflict on her body.
The Commander humped his cock against her asshole, his fingers moving down past her abdomen, moving over her pussy, fingers pushing aside her spread pussy lips, pushing them further back, exposing her tender flesh. "Feel that, Rebecca," his fingers moving down her pussy slit, the tacks pushing aside her flesh as they rasped harshly over her flesh. He felt her body jerk back as two fingers pushed against her pussy, feeling her flesh begin to open as the tacks spread their pain. He moved the fingers around her pussy opening, forcing her to feel them as they tried to spear her tender flesh. He pushed with his cock against her asshole, his fingers pushing her backwards onto it, the tacks moving up and down her slit, tearing at the pink flesh. He could feel her wetness. She might cringe in pain, but her pussy was dripping wet. "Such a good girl your are Rebecca, hump back on my cock," his fingers pushing into her pussy lips, feeling them puncture the skin.
"OOOWW, GGGODDD, that hurts," feeling the tacks puncture her pussy as she pushed back onto the cock to escape the sharp tacks. She humped back again and again as his fingers moved up and down her slit, the tacks tearing her flesh. She could feel the wetness, not sure how much was her pussy juice and how much was blood from the tacks. Her pussy juice was making the small nicks in her pussy flesh sting, further aggravating the attack on her body. She felt the fingers moving up her slit, dragging along the edges of her pussy lips as they moved up towards her clit. She arched her ass up, hoping to escape the inevitable, pushing her asshole against the hard cock.
The Commanders fingers moved up until he came to her clit. He felt her body arch up, pushing his cock deep between her cheeks, smashing against her asshole as she tried to evade his fingers. He pulled her clit hood back with one hand, the tacks puncturing the tender skin as it grasped it hard, the other hand waiting for the exposed bud to appear. He grabbed her clit between his fingers. It stood out, swollen and red as his fingers clamped down on it. She jerked her body back, his fingers following her body's movements as he kept her clit firmly between his fingers, the tacks pushing into her clit. "If you pull away, it will hurt more." His fingers pushed in deeper, feeling a tack bite into her swollen clit, her body shaking in pain as he moved his fingers around on her clit. "It's time for you to get fucked." He let his body slide down, his cock running down her ass crack until it came to her spread pussy. He placed his fingers around her pussy opening, digging them into her flesh, pulling her open for his cock. He was careful not to touch his cock with the tacks.
Rebecca twisted back and forth, her clit now held tightly by his fingers, the sharp tacks painfully dug into the hard bud. The pain shot up her spine but she could not stop him, her arms still tightly bound above her, on her knees submissively, her body open and spread for his use. She felt him pull back from her ass and then move back again, this time lower down, his cock now sliding between her legs. She pulled back as her pussy was pulled open, tacks pushed into her flesh, a huge cock head pushed against her pussy. She knew she was about to be fucked again, this time on her knees with him behind her, his hands free to molest her body at will. She knew the tacks would take a terrible toll on her body forcing her to fuck back onto his cock as they bit into her young flesh.
The Commander pushed his cock against her pussy, feeling the head pulling her open as he pushed down with his hips, forcing the head of his cock into her unwilling body. "Fuck me good, Rebecca. Show me how good you can be, how much of a whore you are." His hand moved up to her clit, tacks pushing into her enlarged bud. He heard her gasp in pain as her pussy spread open and accepted the huge cock, tightening down on his raping instrument as his fingers ignited the pain in her clit again. Harder, he pushed in again, feeling his cock begin to slide on her pussy juice as his fingers continued to pinch and pull on her clit, her hips moving back and forth as he punished her with his fingers and his cock. "Take it, Rebecca, take my hard cock inside your teenage pussy," pushing down with his hips again, forcing more of his cock inside her, now over four inches of hard cock grasped tightly by her pussy.
It hurt as his cock pushed into her tight pussy, his fingers continuing to rub over her clit, scraping the hard bud painfully. "Oh, God, it's so big, it hurts," her pussy slowly forced open by his cock. Each time they fucked her it hurt, making her pussy accept their hard cocks, painfully forcing it inside her. She pushed back onto his cock, forced by the painful tacks tearing at her clit, impaling her tight pussy on six inches of hard cock now. She felt it pull out, feeling like he was sucking out her insides as it tugged on her pussy walls. He pinched her clit hard, two tacks pushing into the flesh, drawing blood. At the same time he forced all eight inches of man cock up her teenage pussy in one hard, raping thrust that seemed to knock the air out of her lungs. "Noooo, not so hard, please, it hurts," feeling it pull back out again, holding her breath as she waited for the next brutal thrust. She did not have to wait long, eight inches of cock was forced back into her pussy again, his time his tack covered shorts hit her ass with such force that it drove some of the tacks into her ass flesh, one tack smacking tightly against her spread asshole. "OOOOOWW, the tacks, not the tacks," her hips trying to push forward, met by the tack-covered fingers grabbing her pussy tightly in his hands, goosing her backwards to again impale her pussy on his cock and her ass cheeks on the tacks.
"Again Rebecca," his hands grabbing her pussy hard, squeezing her tender flesh, the tacks digging into her flesh, puncturing her skin as he fucked in with his cock. He rubbed back and forth against her ass, the tacks grinding against her asshole, back and forth, tiny cuts appearing. They would hurt more when he fucked her ass, he liked that, it made his cock harder. Another goose with his hand of her pussy, another fuck into her pussy with his cock, another gasp of pain from her lips. "That's it Rebecca, tighten your teenage pussy on my cock." He grabbed her pussy hard again, feeling her tighten on his cock. "That's good, fuck me you little whore." One hand went up to her clit, again abusing her enlarged clit with the tacks, the other hand continuing to squeeze and pinch her pussy flesh, the tacks pushing into her body. She clenched on his cock in reaction to the pain, prompting him to repeat the process. "That feels good, more, tighten again."
Rebecca arched back, pushing her ass onto his hard cock, the tacks banging hard against her asshole, the pain shooting into her brain as it punctured her skin, jabbing into her flesh. He moved side to side, forcing the tack in her skin to move around, fresh pain shooting from her asshole. Her clit was being punished, tiny cuts burning as his fingers continued to rub it. She felt one finger, a tack protruding out from the end begin to rub back and forth over her clit, her hips jerking in response to the pain.
The Commander pulled his cock from her pussy, it pulling out with a pop as her wet cunt tried to suck it back in. "Don't worry, you can have my cock back again, just want you in a new position. Over you go, Rebecca, spread your legs real wide now, that's good, now bring you knees up, I want your pussy wide open." He was kneeling between her legs, his knees pushing out on her thighs, spreading her legs open obscenely. He looked at her face, flushed from the fucking he had already given her, her eyes staring back at him. Her arms were still bound over her head, arching her tits up, her nipples now pointed and erect. "You like this, don't you Rebecca. You like being taken, forced to spread yourself open. Your pussy is dripping wet." He gripped his cock, her pussy juice still glistening on it and began to stroke it, bending down over her body. "Arch your ass up, make your pussy beg for my cock."
Rebecca felt her body being positioned again. This time she was on her back, his hands spreading her legs, forcing her knees up, her thighs out, exposing her pussy again to his gaze and his cock. Her pussy felt empty after he pulled out, she wanted it back. She was just afraid of the pain she would have to suffer. In this position, her legs spread wide, his body over hers, she would be open to the tacks on his shorts and shirt. If he pressed his body down on hers, they would dig into her flesh. The ones in his shirt would dig into her breasts and nipples. They were already sore and punctured from his fingers. Her pussy would receive the worst. With him fucking her, he would be pushing the tacks into her spread pussy and exposed clit each time he would fuck in. She could only imagine how it looked, her ass off the bed, her legs spread wide, her pussy open and wet, waiting to be fucked. Begging to be fucked hard.
The Commander smiled as he looked down at her. Such a slut, open and wanting his cock. He rubbed his cock up and down her pussy slit, feeling her hips moving up, increasing the pressure on his cock as he rubbed her. He felt her shudder as the head of his cock rubbed over her hard clit. It was over twice its size, blood filling the bud, tender from the tacks rubbed over it. "You ready to get fucked, Rebecca. I'm going to fuck you hard." He pushed his cock down and began to push it into her. He felt her bucking up under him, helping him. Her pussy seemed to be swallowing his cock as he was pulled into her hot teenage cunt. So tight and wet. He pushed harder, over four inches sliding into her wet cunt. "You want this, you want my cock, don't you Rebecca." He pulled out and then pushed in again, six inches of hard cock pushing into her teenage body. "Oh, yes, such a hot little cunt."
"Oh, god, yes, more," Rebecca cried out, her ass raised up off the bed, pushing her wet pussy onto his hard cock, wanting more of it. She forgot all about the tacks, her only concern was to get as much cock inside her as possible. Her pussy felt stretched wide as his big cock pushed aside all resistance on her part as he fucked in, each time deeper then the last. "OOHHH," she could feel the head of cock pushing in, it must be over six inches of hard cock filling her teenage pussy. She felt him grunt and push as he gave her one last shove, filling her pussy with all of his cock, driving deep inside her body, pushing her ass back down on the bed as he impaled her on his rock hard cock. "SOOO, big, it feel like you're tearing me up." She felt him pull back, her pussy gripping it tightly as he removed it from her body. He stopped when only her tight pussy gripped the head, feeling like a giant rubber band was wrapped around the head of his cock.
The Commander smiled, his cock pulled out and ready for the fuck back in. This is the one, the one where he would press his body down on hers. The one where she would have no where to escape as the tacks tore into her flesh as his body slapped against hers. His cock twitched in excitement. He was ready to tear a scream from her lips. That would make his cock harder. It always did. He pushed down with all of his strength, his hips pushing forward in a rush, slamming down on her body. His upper body lay down on top of her, his chest rubbing against her naked tits, feeling the hard nipples poking into his chest.
Rebecca felt the cock push into her in one brutal thrust that knocked the air out of her lungs. Her pussy went from almost empty to full in only seconds. Eight inches of thick cock burying itself into her young body, pushing aside all resistance. She felt his body lay down on top of hers, his lips moving to hers, his tongue entering her mouth, moving around inside, searching out hers. All of a sudden a scream was torn from her lips, smothered by his lips as she felt his chest, covered with tacks, push down hard on her breasts, some tacks pushing into her areola and nipples, puncturing her skin with a sharp snap. His hips pushed down on her, his cock buried deep inside her, his tack covered shorts pushed against her spread pussy lips and exposed clit. The force of the thrust pushed the tacks into her clit, puncturing the already tender and abused morsel. "OOOOOWWW, nnnooo," feeling his hips moving back and forth, his chest moving around, grinding the tacks into her tender flesh. "Nnooo, don't move, please," but she felt his hands slip under her ass, the tacks on the gloves rubbing harshly over her flesh as they sought out a firm grip on her ass cheeks. She felt him pull his cock out part of the way and then push in again. She held her breath, waiting for the sharp pain of the biting tacks to tear into her flesh again. She did not have to wait long. His fingers pushed her ass up, tacks motivating her to rise her ass up to escape them. But that only provided greater access to the thrust back in again, the tacks again beating against her spread pussy lips and clit, new puncture wounds appearing on her tender sex. "OOOOWWWWW, you're killing me," she cried, tears now falling down her face as his hips and chest rubbed her raw, tearing her flesh, making small puncture wounds, then tearing as they moved back and forth.
"That's what a cunt is for, to take the punishment. Do you like that Rebecca, do you like my cock tearing into you, the tacks punching into your skin." He pushed again, harder, smashing against her. He rubbed against her when his cock was buried inside her. Every time he moved, the tacks would tear her flesh. He could feel the pain rush into her body, her pussy gripping his cock tightly onto his cock, milking the cum out of his balls. He pushed hard, knowing that at least one tack was pushed into her exposed clit, hearing her gasping in pain, his body weight sucking the air out of her lungs. He pulled back, his cock retreating from her body, gripped tightly, wet from her pussy juice. "Ready for another, Rebecca, cum for me, cum on my cock," he ordered her. Pushing inside her again, his cock tore through her body, sliding along her wet pussy to push hard against her womb, smashing her flesh. He felt her body jerk again in pain as they tacks took their toll on her body, tearing into her flesh again.
Rebecca thought she was going to die from the pain. The tacks tore at her flesh, her nipples and clit rubbed raw and bleeding from the puncture wounds. The salt from sweat mixed onto her body, stinging the tiny puncture wounds. But she also felt something else. The same thing that always happened when they took her. She felt she was going to cum. The tacks hurt, but the hard cock fucking her, her abused clit, swollen and red, stimulated beyond reason. He was going to make her cum again. And she did not want to stop him. She pushed her ass up, forcing her sex against the tacks, gasping as the pain tore through her body. She moved her hips side to side, feeling the tacks rubbing harshly over her skin, tearing the flesh as they moved. "Yes, fuck me, make me cum." Her hips moved quickly, up and down, shoving her pussy up and down over the hard cock inside her. She squeezed down tight on the cock. "Cum in me, fuck me."
The Commander pumped his cock into her, hard and fast. He was ready to cum, her teenage pussy sucking the cum out of his balls. He had never felt anything so hot and tight as her cunt. "That's it, Rebecca. Fuck me hard." He shoved his cock inside her one last time, the head of his cock banging against her cervix, bruising her as they tacks again punctured her skin. That was the last straw. She screamed, her pussy gripping his cock as her body shook in orgasm. He began to shoot inside her, his cock getting larger as the first load of cock pumped inside her. He pulled back, then back in again, his cock shooting again as he banged hard against her. Her pussy continued to grip his cock, massaging the hard instrument that was fucking her so hard.
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My wife, Katie, was furious. After a brief thrashing in the early afternoon, she gave me the cold shoulder for the remainder of the day. Well deserved, given that I stumbled into the house at 3 a.m. drunk from a night out with the fellas and smelling stiffly of strippers. I had been given the okay for a poker night with friends, but she was incredibly unhappy that the evening turned to the strip club. Truthfully, I was well behaved at the trashy joint known for $20 'extras', but the scent...
Straight SexCaroline Dixon: If Caroline Dixon had won her own battle with her Mother for the attention and affections of their ‘owner’ Peter Harris when at his large country Manor House, the situation in the Dixon Household when Caroline paid a rare visit could be described as being a no contest between Mother and Daughter. For thanks to Dan’s edict that his Mother adopt a minuscule dress dress code about the house when he arrived home and when serving his meals, Catherine Dixon was wearing no more...
For the first time since her divorce Victoria Preston was wishing she still had a husband, or live in lover. Having Just days ago been subjected to the most sexual abuse that she would have believed possible and at the hands of a total stranger at that, a stranger complete with a horrific leather mask, who had beaten and sexually humiliated her, in full view that awful woman Joan and of course her nemesis Sean Brady. Now just an hour ago Sean had simply walked into her home and doing so with...
This sex story series is about me and some of my favorite pornstars, Brandi Love, Syren De Mer, Lisa Ann, Julia Ann, and Phoenix Marie. Plus, two of my favorite pornstars, Madelyn Marie and my favorite pornstar of all time, Madison Ivy. Plus more. In this sex story, Brandi Love stars as my ridiculously rich MILF stepmother who has been watching me since my dad died when I was fourteen. We have been living in my stepmoms billion dollar mansion. Four years have passed since Dad died. I am...
The Countless reply texts to whoever had sent her the first dreadful text message instructing Victoria Preston to check her emails, resulted in not one single reply, or text of any kind from that ‘unknown number’ Likewise Vicky’s every attempt at sending a reply email to the perverted scumbags behind the horrified nerve jangling 45 minute long video film they’d somehow compiled of Vicky’s horrific sexual debasement at the hands and bodies of unknown abusers had been returned as being sent to...
“And just where the fuck have you been?” In fact Trevor knew full well where his girlfriend Claire Taylor had been all afternoon, but he wasn’t about to allow himself to look a mug again, having already been made to look a fool when left outside the house of Annie Day by Kevin Smith, who’d then disappeared to who knows where along with with Claire’s mother Karen. “Why are you shouting at me Trevor, I’m not your property and I don’t have to tell you where I am every minute of the day!”...
Apologies to regular readers for the delay. ... Although quite naturally missing her young baby child Peter, Catherine Dixon was at least content in the knowledge her son was by now in the strong caring hands of the otherwise fearsome Olga up at the Manor House of Peter Harris, the grandfather of her youngest son and now apparently half a world away, after having left the running of his ‘Business’ in the hands of his teenage son David Harris, along with Sean Brady. Sean Brady, whom...
Karen Taylor If she wasn’t centre stage witnessing it herself, Karen Taylor would have had difficulty believing such events could happen in real life, when despite her own experiences of the bdsm scene she’d have now thought of herself as having been parachuted straight into one the fetish bdsm movies she so enjoyed watching cuddled up beside her lover and junior business partner, Annie Day. Although as she now stood all but naked, with her each of her widely spread bare feet standing upon...
Only at the weekend, with her husband finally at home, would Catherine find some rest-bite from from constant thoughts of ‘her new young master’ as she cleaned, cooked and generally tried her best to recreate her previous family bonding. Even so, over those couple of days, Catherine could still think of very little other Sean’s treatment of her on that Wednesday afternoon. With her every such thought recalling over and again how he had quite simply conquered her body and mind and so yet...
Catherine Dixon stood staring nervously across the large inlaid leather desk toward the big powerfully built man sitting in a huge leather swivel chair to her side, holding Catherine’s leash, stood Joan, wearing a leather skirt and jacket, waiting for her charge to speak. “Master Tony,”began Catherine eventually, It ... It is my desire to ... to demonstrate to you that I, Catherine Dixon ... fully understand I am now a trained sex slave, ready to serve my Master and owner, Sean without...
As had her sister before her, Victoria Preston turned her nose up at the down-market area while looking from her car to the tired looking bookshop across the road. Then she looked back at the couple of rough looking youths who seemed to be hanging around the entrance. Looking at her watch and unaware Sean Brady was looking down at her from an upstairs window, Vicky eventually decided she was now late enough to perhaps keep Sean on tenterhooks as to whether she would turn up or not. So after...
Later that week: Having followed Tony’s advice, Sean had told Kevin Smith that after he left her house he was to keep track of Victoria Prestons every movement in and out of her house over the next three days and to follow her if necessary before reporting back to Sean and Tony. An idea which very much appealed to Kevin’s innate sense of perversion and although told by Sean to remain in in his battered old car some distance away from Vicky’s house, unaware he was in fact going to observe...
Slowly opening her tired eyes In the darkness of her lounge when surfacing from a deep sleep, the first thing Victoria Preston became aware of was the dreadful pounding behind her eyes accompanying the worst headache she could recall in years. After managing to reach out and switch in the table lamp side the sofa and then Looking at her watch Vicky was amazed to see the time was 2am. “Oh my god ... I feel like shit ... what’s happened?” she asked herself when after realising she wasn’t...
Indru tamil kama kathaiyil ilamaiyaana magalum pinbu vithavai ammavaiyum eppadi usar seithu matter poten endru ungaluku solugiren. Suvarasiyam athigam irukum kama kathaikul selalam vaarungal, en peyar karthik. En veethiiyil oru pen ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaal, avalai thinamum sight adithu kondu irupen. Thinamum aval kalluri sendru varum pozhuthu iru velaiyilum sight adika arambithu viduven. Aval peyar nandhini vayathu 21 irukum, avaluku veetil aan thunai kidaiyaathu. Veetil oru amma iru...
Although seemingly each of them were deep in thought, in reality Catherine Dixon and her son Dan were if fact just too embarrassed to speak during the journey home from the party, in fact the trip had been completed in strained silence, until once indoors Mother and son retired to their respective bedrooms. There each to ponder upon that evenings momentous events. Soothing her beaten and battered body in a hot bath, Catherine’s emotions were in turmoil, for although there could have been no...
“You don’t think you went a little over the top with Mum do you Trevor? Asked Claire Taylor of her boyfriend when cuddling up to him in bed that night, after having stood by watching Trevor not only beating her Mother until Karen Taylor was genuinely begging for mercy, but afterward sexually using and humiliating her in a display of almost sadistic sexual domination Claire Taylor had not previously thought Trevor to be capable of. Not that Claire had been overly concerned over the suffering...
“We’ll that was fun the other night Caroline, your mother sure is one hell of a fuck, hey what do you think, you reckon we’ve done the job on the bitch, I reckon the kid will be mine not my brother’s, not that it matters when we only want to milk your mums tits” With Caroline Dixon kneeling naked upon her Masters office desk performing her duties as a living naked ‘centrepiece’ upon his desk, as was so often the case during his business meetings, Peter Harris had left the office with his...
Finally having the house to herself after the departure of her son Dan and the young girl Sharon, Catherine Dixon was at long last able to take a long hot soak in her bath, but more importantly a private bath and to reflect upon her feelings, not only of how she’d yet again been sexually used and abused by both her son and his strange new girlfriend, but of how Dan had taken another giant step toward sexually owning his own Mother. For where he’d previously been satisfied sexually...
MY BROTHERS PUNISHMENT by Unknown My brother and I were very young when I had the experience of seeing a neighbors daughters dress washed and hanging out on the line to dry. Having no sisters and getting to the age where I was curious about girls and the strange collection of clothing they wore how they did their hair and in general goofiness, I confided to my brother that it might be fun to play dress-up with it. We would both share playing house as I did with many of my...
A Story of the Institute of Apotheosis Research Chapter Three: Slut Sister's Anal Punishment By mypenname3000 Copyright 2017 Note: Thanks to wrc264 for beta reading this! I had never grinned with such excitement in my entire life. I would enjoy this. My cock slid out of my baby sister's eighteen-year-old pussy as I stood up. My body buzzed with the euphoria from deflowering her snatch. My eldest sister, the Twenty-year-old bitch who always got me in trouble with my abusive father,...
Being led by the hand through the house of a previously complete stranger would have been a novel enough experience for Claire Taylor, although being led by the hand when wearing no more than a skimpy set of green and black satin lingerie while her breasts and nipples were jiggling around over the quarter cup bra was another matter altogether. Especially when the person clutching Claire’s hand was a tall mature grey haired stranger she only met an hour ago. This surely was an out of this...
As Rebecca lay on the bed, she could only think of the pain and humiliation that she had been forced to endure. Since her arrest, she had been stripped naked numerous times, examined intimately, given a forced enema, raped in all of her orifices and lastly the Judge had pissed in her mouth forcing her to swallow the vile liquid. While the others had been brutal, the Judge was always worse. He took great pleasure in causing Rebecca the maximum amount of pain and humiliation. It felt like...
“Please grandpa, Am too dry!” she sobbed. “It’s a punishment, not pleasure. You should feel as much pain as possible.” He said panting as he mercilessly increased his pace to prove his point. After all, there was no-one to stop him because the only other person in their home was his daughter – Brianna’s mother – who was bedridden following a car accident which left her paralyzed from her waist downwards. “Please, am sorry grandpa. Please. You are hurting me!” She begged. “Good! You....
Entering the inner sanctum of the old second hand bookshop once again a few days later was nervy pleasure Kevin Smith, one he thought he’d never again experience. Yet one single chance meeting had suddenly intervened. That of an tall attractive mature busty blonde running low on fuel and her pulling into a small out of town filling station, manned by Kevin, which had been the catalyst for his hoped for return to the fold, of Sean Brady’s enterprise. That of running an enterprise making...
After the incredible shock of receiving those disgusting photos, Victoria Preston was check the post every morning, certain she would find another large brown envelope awaiting her. With the 8 x 4 photos Having been sent to her with not the slightest explanation as to why, Victoria’s uncertainty and anxiety increased tenfold as the days went by still without discovering how someone managed to take those disgusting photos, now securely hidden in her bedroom, the scene of her defilement. So...
Having completed an all too rare shopping expedition with her daughter Caroline, and now concluding lunch with coffee, Catherine Dixon was now having to fend of some increasingly difficult questions from her daughter. Certainly Catherine had been delighted to hear her daughter praising her new hairstyle and that with a new sparkle in her eyes and a far more glamorous manner of dressing, her Mother looked ‘more attractive than ever’ these days. “It’s almost as if you’ve taken a lover Mum”...
Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...
IncestThis day could've started out good if I didn't doubt my friend. He came home after clubbing all night and says he found a glove that had incredible powers. Wouldn't you believe him the first time? Of course not. But the talkative guy that he is, he pitches it to me like a sales guy. He tells me the power of the glove gave him the power to slap whatever out of someone. Well, he walked home after leaving the club. Already, he had the glove on his hand. He says he walks up to a homeless man and...
Mother Ethel always enjoyed the short walk to the train station. It was beautiful Autumnal morning and Mother Ethel took the opportunity to walk to the train station as she knew that she had a very busy day ahead. Those that saw Mother Ethel along the way bowed reverently,they knew that Mother Ethel was a Nun of the Monastery of Repentance and when a Nun or a Monk walked past it was polite to bow, for many knew what the Nun's and Monk's of the Monastery were capable of. As Mother Ethel strolled...
Dot, Dorothea, and Dick Chapter One Dear sister: I found this letter among some others, scrolled up and tied with purple ribbon, in a chest belonging to our great grandfather. The name Charles has belonged to several in our family line, but I believe I know the one who received and saved this letter, and kept it preserved for so many years. I believe the letter speaks for itself, so I will now offer it up to you. Dearest Charles: I hope this missive finds you in such good...
Rebecca heard the sound of the door opening. "Please, let me off of this, my pussy hurts so bad, I will do anything, just let me off," the pain in her voice making it tremble. She had been riding the ridge for over an hour since the Judge had left. No matter how much she tried to stay still, her tender pussy was continually rubbed raw on the sharp edge. The Commander walked into her view. Rebecca was tied onto the pyramid, her arms bound behind her back, her breasts thrust forward. Sweat...
Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...
“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...
My parents announced to me that due to her mother getting ill they were going to have to go to the states for a month, but as l had my university interview coming up l would go and stay with my aunt ( my father's elder sister).Now l have a bit of a 'thing' for my aunt who is in her 50s but she looks and dresses younger and everytime l see her she is always wearing skintight black leather gloves which excite me and l've often wondered what it would be like to have my cock played with by a woman...
My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...
Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...
Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...
edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...
The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...
Trumped Up Punishments 16 – Charlotte’s ordeal: Televised punishmentCharlotte woke up after a restless night. She was known as the school rebel, and had been due to be punished at a punishment assembly open to the paying public the night before. Fortunately proceedings had been delayed – two boys had been severely punished, and to top it all, had been arrested just as their ordeal appeared to be over. Their case had been expedited for trial, but they would have another two weeks at least to...
As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...
PREFACE:There are no sex acts in the story but the patient does have an orgasm as a result of the Ther****t’s physical examination. Part 1 is the Sex Therapy appointment from the patient’s point of view and part 2 is the same examination seen through the eyes of the Ther****t. I don’t think it matters which one you read first.I hope you enjoy it and will let me know what you think in any...
For the first time in her seven years at St Katherine’s School, Joanne Wilson was in trouble. Serious trouble. Even worse than that was the fact that she knew it and knew what was coming her way in a short while.For the first time in her school career, the straight A-Grade student was sitting on the chairs that were lined up against the wall in reception, directly facing the offices of the Head Mistress and her two Deputy Head Mistresses. Joanne had over-stepped her authority and, two days...
SpankingPunishment 2015 Stephen "It couldn't be… and yet for a brief moment I thought it was. Thegirl I had dreamed about…the girl that had figured in my every eroticfantasy. At school she had been head girl; three years above me and probably a millionlight years away from ever looking my way. Head girls don't talk to lowly 5 th .Graders, I wonder if in fact if they ever see them? Not that I am not worthy of a look. Even though I would never say it throughmodesty, I am good looking although only five...
The first four or so weeks at Alannah Lawrence Girls’ College had flown by for the new Head Mistress, Amelia Marks. The slim, dark-haired lady had not administered a punishment since the Upper School assembly on that first day when the usually well-behaved Fiona Nicholls had been caught by the new Head Mistress using her mobile phone as she was outlining the changes that had been implemented, and that would affect, every girl at the exclusive fee-paying school. The Year Twelve girl had received...
SpankingIn the span of history, until relatively recently, a beating was given across the bare flesh, and dress had a significance limited to the procedures and drama of its removal. Before the great change, the chances were that a victim would be crudely stripped and flogged without more ado, but, if dress played any part at all, it was as an agent of humiliation rather than as a layer of protection: a soldier was the more shamed by being stripped of his full-dress uniform, and, by the same token,...
Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...
THE PUNISHMENT A man is unjustly accused of rape. His trial ends in a hung jury. To correct this "miscarriage of justice," a coven of witches punishes him by turning him into a girl and raping him multiple times, and then enacts spells forcing him to become a prostitute, while still remaining a man inside. But s/he manages to build a life with dignity and purpose, and eventually with love and happiness. Warning ... Contains limited descriptions of violence and rape. Table of...