He stroked across the dome of her belly and then dipped down briefly to stroke through the tangled mat of her pussy-mound. The oil had left it a disgusting mess. He probed his finger into her pussy, and found it just beginning to dampen. Her arousal would be greater soon. He decided to clean her off.
He turned and went outside.
Sandy cried out, in anguish, 'Don't leave me alone again, Paul. Please! I can't take it any more alone!'
He returned with a garden hose. He fastened it to the faucet and turned it on. Holding his thumb over the end of the hose prevented water from squirting out until he wanted. He went to the woman, aimed the hose and then turned loose the torrent of water.
She screamed at first. The water was cold and it shocked her. Then it warmed up a little and she found herself enjoying this strange bath. The force of the water hammered away at her tender body, it also cleaned off all the dirt and oil he'd poured on her. When he stuffed the hose up against her cunt-lips, she almost came.
The liquid rush of water on her clit was like paradise to the woman. The water hit all the right nerves. It blasted into her clit and pulled it from its sheath of protective flesh. She loved it.
'More, Paul, I love the feel of water all over my cunt. This is wonderful! It's the way I masturbate!'
She had never gotten off on having strange things shoved into her pussy. The woman preferred to sit down in her bath tub, turn on the water and put her legs against the wall, on either side of the faucet, and lay back in the tub. This let the water blast directly over her cunt. After a few minutes of this water-masturbation, she would begin to get off. She could come again and again lying there in the tub, letting the water do all the work. She could be lazy and aroused at the same time.
The way Paul used the hose on her pussy reminded her of that. She couldn't stop him; she was fled up and placed in the wooden stocks. But she could enjoy the sensations slipping easily into her body. Her clit began to pulse wildly as her heartbeat strengthened. Soon, she gasped for air. The water soothed her and excited her. She felt electric tingles pass all the way up her clit and into her belly. When her cunt began to convulse, she knew she couldn't hold back her come.
She climaxed. The orgasm was the most potent she'd had since she'd come up to the cabin. In the warm afterglow of that come, she loved Paul. He knew all the right things to do to her. She was helpless and he was giving her all the pleasure she could take.
The water shut off and Paul snarled, 'Damned bitch. You liked that, didn't you? Don't deny it! You Goddamned well fucked it!'
He left and returned soon with something that hummed like a hive of mad bees. 'This will take care of you!'
She softly moaned as she felt the vibrator press into her cunt-lips. Her cunt-lips were swelled with the flow of her blood. He had to push hard to get her cunt-lips apart and drive the vibrator into her pussy. Once there, the woman sighed again. This was nice! She'd never really liked vibrators before, but maybe the circumstances hadn't been right.
All of her pain was being massaged away by the action of the plastic dildo on her cunt-walls. Her fuck-oils oozed out and this helped soothe her chafed cunt. Sandy wanted to relax, to lie down and go to sleep.
Paul was so good to her.
'Out of those stocks, damn you,' he said. She hardly knew what to do. He was freeing her! Her muscles were stiff and hardly responded. He picked her up and dumped her onto the floor. She moaned as she felt pain again.
All her muscles were tensed and knotted from being in the stocks for so long. Now she could relax. She concentrated on the nice vibrations in her pussy and closed her eyes. Her eyelids shot open again when she felt Paul moving his hands over her tits again.
She looked up and saw him straddling her waist, his hard-on like a pillar of warm steel. The knobby tip of his prick pulsed with virile life and his balls were already tightly-clenched under his cock. He was ready to fuck.
'Me… you going to screw me?' she asked, her voice eager. The vibrator had prepared her cunt nicely. All the oil was gone from her body. The hosing had taken care of that. Now she wanted him to do all the right things to her and get her off in a big way.
'Oh, yeah, I'm gonna screw you but not the way you think, baby. I'm gonna screw you!' He emphasized the word as he sat straddling her belly. She grunted as his weight pressed her into the hard floor. He licked his lips and reached out with trembling hands to take each of her tits firmly.
He began leaning forward, pressing her boobs together. At first the attention was nice. Then it began to hurt as he tried to rub one nipple against the other. She had big knockers, but not that big.
'Wh-what are you doing?' she demanded. 'I want you to fuck me!'
'And I'm going to. Bat I'm going to fuck your tits. I get off on them. I want to see what they'll feel like surrounding my cock.'
She was more confused than ever. With her hands bound behind her back, she couldn't even roll to one side and get away. The pain wasn't too bad. He had done worse things to her. Even the feel of his fingers on her tit flesh was nice. But fuck her tits?
She'd never heard of such a thing and told him so.
He replied, 'Tough shit, baby. You're going to find out first-hand what it's like. Damn, I wish I could get you to hold your tits together so I could form a nice cunt between them.'
He pushed her tits together so that a tunnel formed in her cleavage. Her nipples throbbed harder now. Her nipples wanted attention. The woman had been positive of something good happening to her. Now that hope slowly faded away as a wicked gleam in the man's eye grew. He was going to be cruel to her again.
She knew it.
When he reached over and picked up a roll of electrical tape, she almost screamed. He put a long strip over her left tit so that her aroused nipple was hidden under the black tape. She screamed. Then he ripped the tape off her tit. She screamed louder.
She thought he pulled skin along with it. Whenever she had a band aid on her tender flesh, she cringed and sometimes even cried when she pulled it off. But this was much worse. He had affixed the electrical tape to the most sensitive portion of her boobs, then ripped it off.
'Why are you doing this to me?' she cried, the tears running down her cheeks. 'I never did anything this bad to you!'
'No, what you did was worse! God, you'll never know how my balls hurt, watching you swinging your ass down the hallways. Grinning at me and leading me on. You always turned all the other guys down after getting them hot and hard, but not me, Sandy, not me. I'm your master. I know how to make sure you do what I want. Understand?'
Her answer was a soft groan. She closed her eyes and found the pain was worse that way. Opening her eyes halfway, she could see him applying more of the black tape to her jugs. He covered them up like he was wrapping a mummy. When he yanked that tape off it would damned-near kill her.
He taped her tits so that the tunnel between them was tight. Her nipples were left free of the tape and almost touched. She knew that her tits would be ripped off her chest before he finished with her.
'Vibrator still going? Good,' he said, then sat down hard on her belly. She grunted and caught her breath. His prick pushed into the tunnel between her tits. The feel of his hot prick made her come alive inside. The pain in her tits was nothing compared to the pleasure she got from the vibrator in her pussy and the feel of his virile, throbbing prick pushing between her ample tits.
His prick entered the little canyon. He shaved hard. By lifting her head, the woman could see his piss-slit yawning wide. She wondered how close to coming he was. His prick gave every indication that his control was almost gone. Soon he would spurt his jizz all over her face and chest and boobs.
'Love the heat from your tits. Every guy should try this,' he said, closing his eyes and rocking back, thrusting his prick a little farther between her luscious tits.
She had to agree that it wasn't all that bad. She was frightened of the man again, but he did everything in just the right way to get her hot. She could feel her cunt holding the thick plug of vibrating plastic cock. The vibrations worked their magic in her cunt and made her relaxed and excited at the same time. And now this!
His prick made her come alive. With her hands tied behind her back, she couldn't reach out and take his cock in her cupped hands as she would have liked. But that was a small loss compared to the thrill she got from
