Cinderella: Bound for the Prince

by Powerone

  There was but one act that wasn’t committed on her body, and she wasn’t sure why not. But she found out a few weeks later why. They had a lovely dinner and had brandies in the library before turning in for the night. The Hellfire Club had not met for a week, but Ella expected it to be soon. They went to their room. Prince Michael sat in the chair in their bedroom, and Ella knew what he wanted. She could already see the bulge in his trousers.

  She teased him with a smile as she reached behind to undo the laces on her dress. She took her time, and it wasn’t long before Prince Michael’s hand strayed onto his lap and his fingers curled around his stout prick. She would’ve done it for him, but she continued to undress. She pulled the gown down in the front until her corset was revealed. He liked her corset tight so her breasts stood up proudly. She pushed the gown down over her hips and to the floor and stepped out of it. She’d pick it up later. Prince Michael grew more inspired, and his fingers moved faster on his prick. She looked at him and teased him with her half-naked body as she went about the task of taking off her corset. It wasn’t an easy garment to remove by herself since it was cinched tight, but she hurried to undo it.

  Michael wished she’d hurry, but he tried to contain his lust. It wasn’t time yet, but soon, it would be. He watched as she finally got the corset off, a modern contraption that contained a woman’s body as tight as bondage would be, yet they never complained. He looked at her almost-naked body, only her thigh-high stockings covered her flesh, the rest was naked for his pleasure.

  Ella posed for him, her legs spread slightly to give him a view without being too gaudy. She arched her back and thrust her breasts out as the tips hardened with the slightest provocation. She watched as Prince Michael stood up, expecting that he’d take her to bed, but as he walked over to her, he opened his trousers, and it didn’t take long for his big prick to stand up majestically.

  He pressed up against her, and she put her arms around his neck as she pressed her naked body up against his.

  He’d never taken her like this, but his prick felt good as it rubbed up against her. She was sure that he’d make her stand up on her toes when he thrust inside her. His hand gripped her hips as she curled one leg around his to spread her legs to accommodate his prick inside her. She moaned softly as he began to rub the head of his prick up and down her slit. She aided him with her juices. She was suddenly startled by a loud noise behind her, and as she tried to turn to see what it was, Prince Michael held her against him. She saw a familiar cloud in the room behind her, and she knew what it was. “Straparola.” She called out his name.

  It took a minute for the smoke to clear until he stood there before her, dressed eloquently for his presence before Prince Michael. “Good evening, Prince Michael. Good evening, Ella. I hope I’m not interrupting anything.” He had a smirk on his face as he said it. He saw Ella’s naked body, and his prick rose up to such prominence. He’d never seen her completely naked before, and he was impressed with her full backside, split deliciously up the middle by her sharp divide.

  “You catch me naked with a prick about to enter me and you ask that question?”

  “You are a delightful creature, Ella, and I missed you. I’m sure that Prince Michael has taught you much, but I thought you might need the help of your fairy godfather.”

  “What would you help me with, Straparola?”

  “I’m sure that your hot, tight quim could use a hard prick inside.”

  “I’m already working on that, and you seemed a bit overdressed to help with anything.”

  “Hold on for a second, Ella. I can accommodate you.” With a snap of his fingers, the room filled with smoke once again. This way was much easier. When the smoke cleared, he appeared before her again, this time a changed man.”

  She looked at him, and she had to smile. He was certainly changed. He wore not a stitch of clothing, and his hand was already wrapped around his prick. She didn’t say anything when he moved next to her. His hands moved gently on her buttocks, softly caressing them. “I hope you don’t mind, Prince Michael?”

  “Straparola has been a friend of the kingdom for centuries, Ella. He’s welcome wherever he wants to go.”

  Ella had no choice, both pushed up against her, trapped between two demanding men that wanted her. She didn’t know how, but she’d soon learn. She felt Straparola’s hand become more questing, sliding over her buttocks and also between her cheeks. What should have been so obvious only now became so clear. She felt his prick begin to rub on her buttocks, and she felt how much bigger it had become. It was her backside that inspired his lust. Ella had seen how Elizabet took a prick in her backside, but this would be much more challenging. Both men wanted to be inside her at the same time, and she wasn’t sure there would be room. “Not the both of you, that’s too much,” she cried out.

  “There’s never too much prick, Ella.”

  “I’ll never survive them both at once.” But, Straparola already pressed harder into her buttocks and his fingers slid between her cheeks and she felt his large finger slid along her crack until it stopped on the raised bud of her anus. She’d been touched there but nothing as big as a prick had been inside.

  Straparola had already lubricated his finger, and he began to press against the tight knot of her anus. “Relax; let me open you up. It’ll make it easier for me.” His finger began to push harder against her anus. He felt her muscles ripple in fear, but his finger was determined, and soon, her tiny hole dilated to accept his fingertip. It slipped into the hot, tight hole as her muscles snapped tightly on it as she tried to push it out. He twisted his finger, and soon, her rectum accepted his finger without pause.

  She squirmed forward as his finger invaded her backside, but Prince Michael was ready. His prick was nestled against her quim, and when she tried to evade the finger in her backside, she impaled herself with such pleasure on Prince Michael’s prick. It was a strange and exciting feeling to have two men take her at one time. She had done that with her mouth and quim but never her backside. This was much different; the finger in her backside felt as though it was connected to the prick in her quim, and they tried to move deeper so they could join someplace deep inside her. The head of the prick was in her quim, but it was the finger that wormed inside her backside that moved with such urgency. She knew Straparola’s finger was lubricating her for something much bigger. His prick jerked and shuddered against her naked backside. The finger was embarrassing but not painful. It twisted and turned inside as her anal ring slipped over the knuckles as it passed back and forth. Then, a second finger joined the first and her anal ring stretched wider, slightly burning as the fingers drove into her rectum and pushed against the soft walls of her gut. She hung onto Prince Michael, but his prick began to move inside her quim, seeking a deeper entrance as though it wanted to meet Straparola’s finger between her legs.

  “That’s not so bad, now is it, Ella.” He twisted his fingers inside and felt her muscles grip them.

  “You say that, but you don’t have two fingers plunged up your backside,” she cried out as the fingers and prick seemed destined to join together.

  Straparola pulled his fingers out, but he was back with three. Her anal ring struggled to keep him out, but his slick fingers wouldn’t be deterred. He got a gasp out of her then another when Prince Michael’s prick dug deeper into her quim. He began to finger her, greasing her up. He couldn’t contain his lust much longer.

  As much as she hated the three fingers that moved around in her backside, she was distressed when they pulled out. She felt Straparola’s prick slide up and down her crack. It was so much larger than his fingers and she feared that she’d be torn up the middle when both pricks entered her at once. No woman was built to take such massive hard pricks between her legs at one time.

  Straparola pressed his prick against her anus, feeling the trembling muscles push against the massive head of his prick. “Get rooted inside her, Prince Michael.”

  Michael began to fuck her with his prick w
ith short thrusts but each one deeper until he was fully embedded in her tight, hot quim. The head of his prick pushed hard against her cervix as he flexed it inside her tight quim. “I’m ready; she’s not going anywhere.”

  She gripped Prince Michael’s prick, but then, she felt the head of Straparola’s prick push hard against her anus. No matter how much stretching and lubricating his fingers had done, it was no match for the size of his prick. She looked over her shoulder and down behind her, seeing his massive prick stand up and push between her cheeks. She could feel the spasms in his prick as it jerked and shuddered in excitement to penetrate her. “No, no, slowly,” she cried out, but Straparola wasn’t to be deterred. He pushed harder, and she felt her anal ring open up under the brutal pressure of his prick. She couldn’t keep it out if she tried, one prick already held her body tamed. Her anal ring began to blossom open, slowly stretching wider and wider. It burned as it spread wide, and Ella feared she’d be torn, but Straparola wouldn’t stop. “NNNOOO!” She cried out, but it was too late. The head of his prick suddenly popped inside her rectum to stretch her in a place that shouldn’t be stretched this way. Her anal ring was drawn tight around the head of his prick like the string on a bow.

  “You’re trapped now, Ella. Relax and take it; there is nothing you can do but give us the pleasure we deserve.” Straparola put his hands on her hips as he stood fully behind her. He gazed down at the sight of the head of his prick swallowed up in her tight hole, but there was so much more prick that sought the hot blanket of her ass. He groaned as he pushed with his hips, and he got another inch of prick inside her before her powerful muscles could stop him. He pulled back but only until the head of his prick was trapped by her tight anal ring.

  “OOOHHH,” she cried out when she felt his prick retreat. It was intense, feeling her insides grow hot and her muscles flutter uncontrollably. She was forced to tighten her muscles and that only made his prick jerk and stretch her more. He began to push in once again, and she could feel every bump and vein on his prick as they passed through her stretched anal ring. The head of his prick bore into her to push aside all resistance to stretch her in ways she shouldn’t be stretched. This time, he drove deeper just as Prince Michael began to pull his prick from her quim. It was like nothing she ever felt before. One dragged everything out, the other pushed everything in. The two pricks took possession of her. When Prince Michael pushed back in, Straparola pulled out, sucking her guts out behind the thick head of his prick. In front, she was filled, and in back, she was emptied, but they soon changed course.

  “You have such a hot, tight ass, Ella. It brings me such joy.” Straparola continued to drive more of his prick inside her, and he soon felt Prince Michael’s prick rub so close inside Ella, only a thin membrane separated them. He loved the way her insides caressed his prick as he drew it out, pulling inch after inch from her guts. Her anal ring was a tight band that slid up and down as he began to fuck her ass.

  It felt like she had a club shoved up her backside. Straparola’s prick was relentless. Prince Michael pushed hard, but her cervix stopped him from going too deep, but Straparola’s prick felt like it was a foot long and still drove more inside her. She was sure her guts were dragged out when he withdrew, but it was his thrust back in that took her breath away. “No more,” she begged Straparola, but he didn’t hear her or care. Each time he shoved back in, she hoped to feel his testicles swing against her buttocks, but each time, she was disappointed. Then, Prince Michael began to thrust in at the same time as Straparola. She never felt anything like it. It was as though the two pricks were one. All she felt between her legs was one giant prick that split her up the middle. She would’ve fallen onto the ground, but their pricks held her up in the air, and she couldn’t escape being speared by them.

  Finally, Straparola shoved in and his testicle slapped harshly against her buttocks, but the pain was pleasure. He stopped thrusting, testicle deep in her ass and made his prick dance in the darkest depths of her bowels. “You have it all, Ella. It’s now time for some serious fucking.”

  It felt like she had more than all of his prick. She was impaled front and back on two mighty pricks, and now, their hands clenched onto her flesh to hold her submissively while they took their pleasure with her. They began to drive in and out, first together, then one in and the other out, keeping her off balance, never knowing what to expect. Her insides were stretched around their pricks as they bore into the depths of her guts and quim. Her body was tossed about like a ragdoll, shoved forward onto one prick then back onto the other. They sought no pleasure for her, only for them.

  “If you want us to cum in you, Ella, squeeze our pricks and drain the cum from our testicles. Otherwise, we’ll take you all night.” Prince Michael wanted his pleasure.

  As painful as it was, she squeezed their pricks as if she wasn’t tight enough for them. She heard them groan as they struggled to rip their pricks out of her, but her tight muscles slowed them down. That was the only satisfaction she got from it, making them fight for their pleasure.

  Her ass hole rippled up and down his prick like hundreds of tiny fingers that raced on the shaft and head of his prick. Straparola hadn’t felt such pleasure in a long time. It had to be fifty years since he took a virgin ass with another man. It always made it twice as pleasurable.

  The two men didn’t last much longer when Ella put her mind into making them cum. She began to move onto her toes until she got into the right position. When Prince Michael withdrew his prick, it rubbed so erotically over her pleasure button, already swollen at being taken in this manner. Her pleasure heightened and that only made her more determined to give the men theirs. It was Straparola that came first, and it took her by surprise. She didn’t expect to feel so much in her backside, but the minute his prick spewed his seed into her with such force, her own body exploded unexpectedly. She couldn’t stop her ass muscles from gripping his prick as it swelled and spewed, and each time he did, her arousal moved up a notch. Then, Prince Michael began to shoot his seed into her unprotected quim, flooding her with his hot seed as Straparola’s prick spewed into her backside.

  The three of them cried out their pleasure in the room. The smell of sweat and sex filled the air along with the slap of flesh beating flesh as the two men continued to pound their pricks into her once-unwilling holes.

  Ella couldn’t stand up by herself when they withdrew their pricks from her holes. They helped her onto the bed as their cum spilled from her front and back. They rested on the bed for long minutes as they struggled to fill their lungs with air, but Ella knew that she wasn’t finished with them. Their pricks had hardly lost any of their hardness, though Ella could still feel Straparola’s prick in her ass, even though he had pulled out. She got up and cleaned up. When she came back, both men lay on the bed, stroking their pricks.

  “I must have that lovely ass,” Prince Michael said when he saw her. She might not be virgin, but she’d still be tight.

  “I did enjoy her mouth last time I saw her, so I think that would be a good place once you are fully seated in her ass. I wouldn’t want her biting my prick by accident.”

  Ella was tossed around as though she had no say in the decisions, which she didn’t, especially when they bound her hands in front of her. When she felt the leather straps tight around her wrists, she no longer wanted a choice. She enjoyed being bound and taken in any manner, but a new dimension was added once Straparola had penetrated her backside for the first time.

  Straparola lay on the bed, his legs spread wide, his testicles hung down but his prick stood up. He pulled Ella between his legs until her sweet head lay on his leg, her mouth only inches from his prick. “Lick it and get it harder until Prince Michael gets his prick deep into your guts. Then, you can suck me while he takes you in your tight ass.” He moaned as he looked at her beautiful face inches from his prick and her pink tongue slipped out of her mouth and began to race over his prick. Straparola could see that she had lots of practice since he first to
ok her mouth, and she proved adept at the act.

  Her legs were spread wide, and she felt Prince Michael climb between them. She felt a wet, slick prick slide over her cheeks, and then, she felt the pressure of a hot, hard prick push against her anus. It was sore and swollen from Straparola’s prick, but she knew that wouldn’t deter Prince Michael. He wouldn’t be happy until he sodomized her forcefully with his prick. He began to climb onto her backside and his legs pushed between her thighs and made her spread her legs wider until her crotch ached. Her anus began to open, and Prince Michael began to push with more determination. It was difficult to lick Straparola’s prick and balls while being penetrated, but Straparola would tap her face when she didn’t pay enough attention to his prick.

  Michael fought to push the head of his prick into her anus, holding the shaft to keep it from bending as he began to grow impatient as soon as he felt the way her muscles tried to keep him out. It took a lunge with his hips, and suddenly, it felt like her anal ring flowered open to accept him as he felt the tight ring slide over the slick head of his prick with such pleasure. Her muscles couldn’t stop him until he had the head snuggled tightly inside, her anal ring snapped just beneath the thick ridge to caress it in the tight band.

  “AAAAWWW!” It was a mixture of pleasure and pain when he entered her. His prick throbbed in her rectum, and her anal ring burned around the thick head. Before she could comprehend it all, Straparola pulled her mouth onto his prick. She had no choice as she opened her mouth wide to accept his prick. With her hands bound Straparola would do what he wanted with her mouth. She had to contend with Prince Michael as he began to drive his prick into her backside. His prick churned up her guts as he continued to bore inside her. She had already felt Straparola’s prick in her backside, so she knew how much prick she’d be forced to take before Prince Michael was fully inside her.