'I'm going to fuck that well-spanked ass of yours. Ever had a man fuck you up the tail-pipe before?'
She sputtered something into the dirt. He couldn't understand what she said and it didn't matter at all to him. He was horny and the exercise he'd gotten spanking her had warmed him up.
He dropped down behind the woman and spread her legs farther apart. She tried to stop him, but found herself in such an awkward position that she could do nothing. When his long, thick cock prodded between the halves of her ass-cheeks, she began to cry. She couldn't understand what had happened to her. She hated him for tying her up, for spanking her like a little child, for degrading her like this. And yet she was excited. Sandy couldn't remember when she had been more sexually aroused in her entire life. It was too confusing for her to figure out.
Trying to get her head turned and her face out of the dust, she moved slightly to one side. She felt the thick head of his prick prod deep into the humid canyon between her ass-cheeks. Then he found her tightly-held anus. She began to cry, her tears forming mud on her cheeks. She didn't want him banging her up the asshole. That was so humiliating!
'Get ready for it, kid, because here it comes!' the man shouted. She felt his hands grip her waist and pull her body toward him. The head of his prick drove directly into her asshole. She tried to scream in pain, but dried dirt clogged her mouth. The huge prick raping her ass made her totally aware of her entire body.
Every nerve sang its own sang of desire. She wanted his prick – but she wanted it fucking her cunt, not her ass. This was ripping her apart. She couldn't take a man as thick as a firehose up her ass. And yet Paul seemed intent on fucking her tat way. His prick couldn't get into her asshole as long as she kept herself all tensed up.
'You can't stop me,' he told her. 'Do I have to spank you some more?'
He drew his hands over the curves of her ass. She shuddered. It felt so good, his long, cool fingers stroking her aroused, tortured ass-flesh. She relaxed a little and this was all he needed.
He drove relentlessly into her asshole. She briefly fainted from the sudden pain. When she came to her senses again, he poled in and out of her asshole with easy, smooth strokes.
'Stop it, please, ummmmm, ohhhh!' she moaned. She couldn't tell if her asshole liked this or hated it. Her cunt was drooling and her belly quivered in response to her pussy. She had never been so confused in her life. She hated the pain he'd given her; she loved the warmth and security of having a cock buried inside her body.
Her rectum quivered and tensed around his hidden prick. The tight membrane outlined his prick perfectly and she could feel the slightest movement in her bowels. His prick stroked in and out with the precision of some mechanical device. He might have been a steel piston ass-fucking her. She tried to hold down the rampaging desire she felt for this perverted, lewd butt-fucking.
She couldn't.
She loved the sensations inhabiting her body. She felt her tits swell. The blood pumping out of her heart made her tits throb and pulse wildly.
'You love it, don't you?' he said. 'You love every freaky second of this butt-fucking. Admit it! Tell me you like it!'
'I… I love it!' she gasped. Every forward stroke he used drove her face down into the dirt even more. With her hands so securely bound behind her back, she couldn't possibly brace herself against his powerful fucking. The more she tried to inch forward and get away, the harder he pulled her ass towards his cock.
She felt his rough denim trousers rubbing against her naked ass. She sucked in her breath and held it as his prick shot all the way up into her rectum.
'Shit, you're getting tighter,' he grunted. 'Tightest hole I ever plugged!' He fucked harder, faster, and with greater determination. She shuddered under every stroke. She couldn't stand the feelings racing up and down her spine. Her pussy frothed over with her cunt-juices. She was at if to brink of orgasm.
'You love getting your ass fucked, don't you?' he asked. But the way he said it told her he didn't want a reply. He was talking to hear the sound of his own voice. He was as lost in lust as she was.
Sandy tried to shake him off, but she couldn't escape his hard fucking prick, no matter which way she turned. The more she struggled, the more he fucked her. It was as if he could read her mind and anticipate her every movement. When the friction of his cock against her rectum had reached the point where she could no longer bear it, she shrieked and came.
It wasn't the hardest come she'd ever had, but it shook her to the core of her being. The orgasm smashed into her brain. All she knew was desire. Her cunt burned with its need for a prick in it. Her asshole had all the prick – and more – that it could stand. The friction from his butt-fucking echoed throughout her belly and set her on fire again.
She tried to get her hands free, but they were tightly fastened by the man's belt. She finally released herself to her desires. She began thrusting her ass back to meet every incoming stroke.
The woman felt sure he would rip her apart. It no longer mattered to her. All she cared about was the warm rush of climax throughout her body. It hit her again – a hot, wet fist of desire that seized her completely.
Shivering, shaking as if she were having a fit, she finally collapsed forward and away from his cock. His prick slipped from her asshole.
Lying face down in the dust, her face caked with drying mud, she turned and looked through the back veil of her hair. Paul stood over her, towering up to his full six-foot height.
Never had she hated a man more than in that instant. He had sparked desires inside her that she had spent a lifetime denying. No man could do that and get by with it!
CHAPTER SIX
For a long lime Sandy simply lay in the dust with Paul glaring down at her. Then she rolled onto one side and said, 'Me you going to keep me tied up like this, you beast?'
Puffing hard at her bound hands convinced her that she couldn't possibly escape from the belt. The broad leather band cut into the flesh of her wrists in such a way that she couldn't work it loose. She would have to have Paul free her. And from the look on his face, he wasn't about to do a thing like that.
'I'll do any damned thing I please,' he said in a cold voice. 'I don't think I enjoyed butt-fucking you all that much.'
'Sorry about that,' she said, sarcastic as hell. 'I didn't really have much of a chance to help you out now did I? If you'd approached me like you should, nice and polite, maybe it would have been different.'
'No it wouldn't. You would have turned off on me at the first chance. I'll tell you exactly how you would have reacted. As soon as it looked like you were getting the hots for me, you'd have said no. You're a Goddamned cock-teaser and the only way to deal with the likes of you is to take what I want.'
She managed to sit up. Her spanked ass hurt as it ground into the rough ground under her. She felt the dust lightly coat her still gooey cunt and it itched. The itchy feeling all over her cunt-lips was approaching the unbearable, but she had an idea to alleviate that. If it worked, she would be free of Paul.
'I… I feel a little faint. My circulation's not too good, even at the best of times and I… ohhhh!' And she weakly collapsed to her side, her tits heaving up and down in what she hoped was a sign of distress.
'Just what I need, a woman who faints,' muttered Paul. He knelt down beside her and felt her pulse. Sandy didn't have to try and make her heart race. It came naturally. He finally reached behind her and undid the belt from around her wrists. Then he began massaging her wrists briskly to get the circulation back.
'I hope to hell this brings her round.'
Sandy hit in the gut with a tightly-clenched fist.
The air left his lungs, more from the surprise pf the blow than from its strength. He fell down, his legs spread in front of him. The woman leaped to her feet and raced off along the shore of the lake. He shook the cobwebs from his dazed brain and ran after her. The blood pounded fiercely in his temples as he ran.
This was living!
He could see her naked ass gleaming ahead of him. Her lithe, trim legs flashed beautifully as she ran. His hard prick hurt him as it bounced around in front of his groin but it was worth the pain he felt. Soon he would sink
