Gasping, she started licking and kissing the underside of the man's prick. He shoved her back. She fell heavily, startled.
'Master!' she cried out. 'What's wrong? Aren't I pleasing you?'
'No,' he said, cold and ominous. 'I want more.'
'Take me, master. Anything! But don't leave me again!'
She remembered being abandoned in the room the first time. She had thought he would never return. And when he had, it had been in the dark. She hadn't even seen the man who had fucked her cunt for the first time. She could only guess it was Stanton. But the uncertainty, the waiting, she couldn't take that. She would do anything he wanted – so long as he didn't leave her alone.
'I will have my pleasure with you, you cunt, whenever I desire. You have no say in the matter.'
'Take me, master. Now. Up my pussy. Up my ass! Yes, take me up my asshole. Butt-fuck me, if it will please you.'
He glared at her as if she were a piece of shit. He sneered openly and strode around her, glaring down at her. She stayed on hands and knees, the weight of his opinion heavily on her.
Then she smiled. She would have to entice him. She would have to use the garments she wore to make him want her again. Nothing was worse than being ignored by this man. She parted her stocking clad thighs and moved so that she was on hands and knees. The way her tits hung down over the top of the corset proved to be more comfortable as long as she stayed in this position.
Wiggling her white ass in the air in a manner she thought would encourage the man, she began to move around. The chains on her wrists kept her from getting too far from the bed, but she had enough freedom of movement. Just enough.
Without a word, he dropped down behind her, his hard, erect prick jamming between the meaty slabs of her ass. His prick had been oiled by the run-off from his body. It slid easily toward her snatch.
'Oh, yes, yes!' she called out. 'This is nice! It's exactly what I want!'
'What you want is meaningless, bitch,' he informed her. 'What I want is of paramount importance. Please me and I will not punish you!'
The irony of the situation wasn't lost in her mind. She was supposed to help him get his rocks off! And she wanted nothing more than to feel the steely length of his cock driving hard and deep into her pussy.
She shoved her ass backward, hoping to spear herself with his cock. She missed. His prick slid between the puffy cuntlips, stroking firmly in the liquid sex gash. She shuddered all over, pleasure quivering its way into her body. This was it! She could stay here all day long with his prick parting her pussylips and making her totally aware of every single nerve in her pussy.
It wasn't to work that way. The man reached out and gripped her tits, his well-oiled body sliding easily across her ass and the part of her back not covered with the corset.
She sobbed in reaction. His fingers on her tits were paradise to her. He stroked from the broad bases to the pointy nipples, as if he were milking a cow. The full effect made all the blood in her tits rush to the nipples. They expanded and soon looked like hard, red fingers pointing directly downward. The lightest of touches on them made her whine with desire.
But the cock thrusting slowly back and forth next to her turgid cuntlips thrilled her the most. The promise of having that huge pecker buried all the way up her cunt was immense.
'Fuck me, fuck me gooood!' she demanded.
'I do what pleases me!' he snapped.
'Yes, yes, master, whatever you say. But fuck me!'
His hands gripped down tighter on her tits as he pulled himself forward. This time his prick was lined up with her cunt hole. She felt the heavy, ponderous head begin to part her cuntlips. Then he plunged balls-deep into her pussy.
She screamed. The pain in her newly reamed-out cunt was more than she could stand. She wanted him to stop, but the words refused to form on her lips. All she could do was scream over and over.
'No, no, noooooo!' she whined. 'It huuuuuurts…'
'It is good,' he said.
And he fucked her. He began with short, quick strokes. She felt his cock pressing hotly into the walls of her pussy. The rapid fucking warmed her cunt walls to the point where she was sure he was ripping her apart. The rawness of her still quivering cunt made her think she would bleed to death. In spite of enjoying her first fucking earlier, she was sore and aching now.
The quickness of his every stroke made her cunt hurt all the more. She wanted to pass out but he wouldn't let her. He fucked her like a bitch in heat. She felt his cock seeking out new territory deep in her guts. The swift thrusting in and out of her clinging twat began to take on added dimensions for the bound girl. She discovered that the pain was fading away and was being replaced by something else. Not quite joy, but not pain either.
'Why are you doing this to me?' she asked, her voice trembling. 'You're hurting me. Why, why? What did I ever do to you?'
He refused to answer. His hairy legs pressed enticingly against her stocking-clad legs. She felt her ass pressing into his laced leather shorts. The smoothness of his body was due to the oil leaking off. As he sweated more and more, getting into the fucking, the oil ran off.
She tried to center her attention on only the things giving her pleasure. It was hard. The corset was riding up and cutting into her tits. She was sure she would have both boobs slashed off before she was finished. But the feel of the garter belt around her waist and the silken stockings on her legs thrilled her strangely. The feeling was kinky, perverted and totally obscene. She loved it.
Raising one of her legs, she managed to wrap it around the man's back. This brought his cock surging up into her cunt in a new and delightfully different way. The pain she had felt was being stroked away by his fucking cock. Every nerve ending in her fuck tunnel was responding joyously now. She was forgetting the pain he had originally given her.
'Oh, it's so niiice,' she cooed. She felt the sweat on her body, on her face. The teenager hadn't realized before now that she was responding so strongly to the man's prick. She was. And she wanted it all. She was hungry for prick and had to have it.
Tightening her leg around his waist pulled him deeper and deeper into her pussy. She began rocking back and forth, adding power to his every stroke. Soon she lived only for the feel of his huge cock reaming out her twat. The prick filled her with joy. The sensations beginning to mount in her belly were indescribably good. She had to have more.
Thrusting her chest out and down so that her tits filled the palms of the man's hands helped her achieve her goal. The sexual tensions inside her tender young body exploded. She snapped. Crying out her lust, she climaxed. Her entire body went rigid. She felt her cunt convulsing around the man's hidden prick.
This was enough to make him gasp. She heard the reaction before the blood started to rush too loudly through her head. As she relaxed a little and came down from her sex high, she discovered that the mysterious Mr. Stanton was fucking her furiously. Every stroke was long and powerful and deep.
He rammed hard into her cunt, making the soft flesh smash against his leather shorts. She could feel his lacing cutting cruelly into her flesh. But that hardly mattered to her. The steely bar of his prick inside her damp, clinging cunt was all that counted now.
As he slid out, he used a corkscrew motion that drove her insane with lust. He dragged his cock over each and every square inch of her inner pussy. As his prick slipped free, he bucked up and down, then quickly fucked back into her juicy twat.
'I'm commmiiiing!' she screamed aloud. His hands squeezed down without mercy on her tits until she thought her nipples would pop. And his prick filled her to overflowing.
Again and again he brought her off. Then came the payoff for the man. He began fucking her with jerky, rough strokes. Inside her tightly clinging, almost-virgin cunt, she felt his prick begin to expand. It almost doubled in size before it exploded like a hidden stick of dynamite. The hot surge of his jizz filling her pussy brought her off.
Everything he did to her brought her off. She came and came and came. And when his prick dribbled from her pussy, she sank forward, her head resting on her chained hands. She was panting hard and wanted more…
