by Tessa Valmur
‘Enjoying it, Tanya?’ sneered Miles.
Trying desperately but scarcely able because of the firm grip Miles held her in, Tanya shook her head as best she could, gazing pitifully at the man whilst his accomplice continued shafting her rear. The renewed anal fucking was too much, her poor body felt mercilessly abused. Tanya sighed plaintively through the cruelly effective gag. Miles grinned, tightened his grip on her long hair with one hand and drawing her head back with his other hand he stroked her cheek sympathetically as tears coursed down Tanya’s distressed face.
‘Is that a little too much for you? Would you like us to stop?’
Whilst forced to listen to Miles’ teasing words, Tanya had to suffer the other man’s cock ramming back into her, ploughing into her aching rear right up to the hilt, balls slapping against her arse. Time and time again the cock penetrated her rear, relentlessly hard.
‘Good girl... not much more...’
Out as far as the engorged head the cock withdrew then back it was driven into her painfully tenderised rectum. The sensation brought a fresh wave of her orgasm and she imagined herself fainting. In and out of her aching rear the man’s shaft pounded her relentlessly. The assault went on until the man finally came and then his place was taken by the third.
Tanya looked balefully at Miles; her pretty cheeks wet with tears. A fresh pair of hands caught hold of her waist and once more she felt the engorged head of a cock nudge against her trembling body. Tanya groaned as the man promptly drove his shaft into her rear passage. Grinning with satisfaction Miles reached in the pocket of his shirt and produced a small bar of chocolate. Tanya gazed at the chocolate, pleading with her tear filled eyes. Miles grinned at her and smiled understandingly. Biting off a square of chocolate he smiled at Tanya.
‘Beginning to wish you asked for something earlier when you had the chance?’ Miles smiled, then drew some strands of perspiration-soaked blonde hair clear of Tanya’s face. Tanya nodded affirmatively and Miles smiled sympathetically.
‘I did give you a chance you know,’ Miles shook his head reprovingly. ‘Well, this’ll teach you what happens to sexually greedy young girls. It’s your own fault Tanya, you’ll have to learn to control that appetite of yours and if you will keep a diary of your sexual fantasies you should be grateful when someone takes the trouble to give you some wish fulfilment.’
As the anal fucking continued relentlessly, with tears rolling down over the tape smoothed tightly across her mouth and cheeks, Tanya had to admit that she’d brought this upon herself and Miles was right. When the cruel shafting of her slender young body eventually stopped and Tanya was unhooked from where she’d been stretched up against the door, she knew that Miles had probably given her no more than she’d secretly craved. Lying flat on her back, she lay passively as the men removed the leg spreader and then the cuffs from around her ankles and wrists. She gazed up at Miles as he stood over her and as much as she hated him she had to admit that she felt almost slavishly devoted to him now for the torment he could give her.
Chapter Eight
The filming at Scawder lasted five days. For five days Tanya’s pert arse was thoroughly caned and she grew used to the feel of leather restraints tight around her wrists and ankles. Five days’ filming, eight or nine hours a day to make a film that lasted just ninety minutes. By the end of it Tanya found that she could actually orgasm by just being caned as long as the strokes were delivered with appropriate skill. Being tied down, helpless and subjected to such sweet pain as a well directed slender cane could deliver, she came repeatedly and to the delight of the film’s director. Though the film contained plenty of action to Tanya’s surprise there was no penetrative sex and this, she was told, was because the film was aimed for a specialised market, men and women who liked to watch young girls suffering corporal punishment. So for five days unusually for Tanya she didn’t get screwed once, except of course for the merciless session Miles and his accomplices had subjected her to in the bathroom.
Though she wished she could hate Miles for what he’d subjected her to, she was unable to deny how deeply satisfying the ordeal had been. From that time onwards she found herself almost craving his attention and she was able to only hold out for a day and a night before she begged Miles for a fuck. He refused, though he was more than happy to have Tanya look after his physical needs in other ways and this suited Tanya who decided she would curry favour with Miles because when the filming was over he’d intimated he might be able to find other more exciting work for her and for Tanya this was too much of an opportunity to let slip through her grasp. Besides, Miles was physically very well hung and she was sure that she could persuade him to fuck her, if she persisted with her pleading.
The Victorian greenhouses were neglected and overgrown, largely forgotten behind a wall of thick rhododendrons at the far end of one of the lawns that surrounded the isolated hunting lodge. After days of heavy rain the skies had cleared and a warm sun had beckoned Tanya outside during the last afternoon at Scawder. The filming was over and in a few hours she would be leaving. Already the film crew were packing up, props were being loaded into a transit and the girls were relaxing outside on the terrace with beers and cigarettes.
The greenhouse door stood jammed half open, wedged between a rusty old wheelbarrow that lay overturned and a gnarled vine that had grown unchecked and had crept out through the doorway and spread across the mossy panes of glass and become tangled in an enormous old hydrangea that covered one corner of the greenhouse. Inside it was hot and humid, the air rich with the smell of peat. Tanya, wearing cut off jeans and crimson bikini top, could feel the heat of the sun through the glass against her bare back. Her knees sunk into the rich earth as she knelt facing Miles, fingering the zip of his trousers and looking up at him with an impish smile.
‘So can I come with you, can you find me a decent job then?’
‘Get on with it Tanya.’
Miles caught hold of Tanya’s long blonde hair with one hand and drew her head back.
‘Ouch... hurts...’
The grasp on her hair eased a little.
‘I don’t know whether you’re up to what I have in mind.’
‘What is it? Tell me.’
‘First things first Tanya, I really need to come, so get on with it darling.’
‘Sorry.’
Tanya eased the zip down and unfastened the belt of Miles trousers then slid his trousers down his thighs. She could see a damp patch of cotton where his erection pressed against his tight sports hipsters. Though she’d felt Miles cock twice up her arse she’d never really seen it that first time in the bathroom though she could still appreciate its size and now as she stroked its outline through the tight black material she had to admit that amongst the many men she’d had, this guy probably had the thickest and longest cock of them all. She smiled as Miles sighed, his grip on her hair easing, he leant back against the wall, legs planted well apart as Tanya slipped her fingers under the waistband and slid his pants down his thighs. His cock was already rock hard. Seeing it sway before her, dark crimson, the purple head swollen and seeping pre-come fluid, she longed to feel it filling her pussy but knew for now she had to wait. She glanced up to see Miles watching her expectantly.
‘Get on with it Tanya, there’s a good girl.’
‘Say “please”,’ Tanya demanded petulantly.
‘Please,’ sighed Miles, his impatience evident in his tone.
‘You do look very sticky... I think you’re going to come for me quite quickly, aren’t you?’
Without bothering to wait for an answer, Tanya lightly furled her fingers around the swollen shaft and guided the bulbous head to her lips. Her first explorative lick with her tongue drew an appreciate gasp from the man. Taking her time, Tanya took the engorged cock head into her mouth and forming a seal around it with her lips she sucked deeply once then even as Miles gave a shudderi
ng groan in response she drew her tongue over the cock head before drawing back her lips and letting the edges of her teeth find and lightly pull against the ridge of the cock head. Miles gave a shuddering sigh and she felt his body tensing as he was propelled rapidly towards ejaculation.
‘I think it’s time for you to come for me, Miles,’ Tanya cooed, her head now drawn back from his swaying cock and the fingernails of both her hands stroking up his shaft from base to head. Miles groaned deeply and Tanya smiled with satisfaction.
‘How many spurts can you give me this time, Miles?’ Tanya questioned, the fingers of one hand now furling around the man’s swollen balls and trapping them within her grasp she then constricted the sac of flesh between the man’s cock and balls with her other hand so the latter were held as far apart from the man’s cock as was possible.
‘Not yet Miles... not yet...’
Tanya applied a little more downward pressure with one hand until she was satisfied that she couldn’t coax Miles’ balls any further from his cock. Ignoring Miles gasping, she held him in such a state for a full thirty seconds knowing well that it would delay and intensify his orgasm once it came.
‘I think you’re ready to come now aren’t you?’
Releasing her grasp on his testicles, Tanya gave the head of cock another lick of her tongue and then with both thumbs she began to massage it where the engorged head was joined by a bridge of skin to the shaft. Once Miles’ breathing was coming in urgent enough gasps to make it evident he was about to come, Tanya once more took the head of his shaft in her mouth and sucked and licked until she felt the man’s cock throbbing and twitching uncontrollably. Withdrawing the shaft from her mouth Tanya now lightly stroked with her fingertips below the man’s balls and against the base of the shaft with one hand whilst with the other she slid one fingertip up against his anus and only slightly penetrating him she repeatedly pressed her fingertip until with a shuddering groan Miles’ cock erupted with a spray of milky come. Quickly drawing her fingertips over his balls, Tanya furled her hand lightly around his shaft and with a pumping action encouraged his orgasm, smiling as half a dozen more spurts of semen were coaxed from his pulsating cock.
***
Whilst Tanya had journeyed north by a slow and crowded train her journey back south was in marked contrast. Miles powerful sports saloon ate up the winding roads south and after stopping in Perth for lunch at a riverside bistro they picked up the motorway and by early afternoon were past Edinburgh and by early evening were in Yorkshire where they stopped at a secluded country house hotel.
Though Tanya was still wearing just her cut off jeans and a bikini top the liveried staff at the Virginia creeper clad mansion house hotel were too tactful to even raise so much as an eyebrow as Miles and Tanya were shown to a suite of rooms. Whilst Miles unpacked his suitcase, Tanya lounged on the antique four-poster bed reflecting that this was more the life she’d imagined than three years academic slog with no guarantee of a decent job at the end of it. When they had stopped at Perth she had gone to a hole in the wall at a bank and checked her account and as assured by the film director, her overdraft was now gone, replaced by a tidy sum that she couldn’t have dreamt of earning by working the whole summer in Oxford had she opted for the usual summer student jobs.
‘You do rather well from your work, don’t you Miles?’
The man was half way through hanging his Italian suits and silk ties in a large walnut veneered wardrobe.
‘No complaints,’ Miles replied, allowing himself a self satisfied smile. ‘ You should be happy too with what you’ve just earned, aren’t you?’
‘I should say,’ Tanya slid from the four-poster bed and promptly shimmied out of her cut off jeans. ‘So have I time for a bath?’
‘Time before what?’ Miles asked.
‘Before we have a fuck. Wouldn’t you like that?’
‘You’re an impatient little thing, aren’t you? I think you’ll be perfect for the job I have in mind. Ever fancied a bit of travel?’
‘Stop being enigmatic and tell me about this job,’ Tanya demanded petulantly.
‘Okay but first I want you to turn around and bend face down over the end of the bed.’
Tanya did as she was instructed, obligingly first discarding the thong she was wearing and then spreading her slender legs a little.
‘Randy little bitch, aren’t you?’
‘Are you complaining?’ Tanya grinned as she glanced over her shoulder as Miles stroked his hands appreciatively over the curves of her exposed bottom. Not a trace of cellulite, generous but firm and delightfully peach shaped, Tanya knew that such a sight as her wiggling rump was like a red rag to bull for any man given half a chance and she was giving Miles more than half a chance. Without any hesitation or prompting she felt the hardness of his cock rub up against the slit of her sex. Tanya sighed encouragingly.
‘Please, stick it in me, I can’t wait,’ she begged.
Obligingly Miles eased his cock into her already slick pussy and Tanya’s fists tightened their grasp on the duvet and she buried her cheek against the silk as she experienced the delicious sensation of feeling the thickest, longest cock she’d ever enjoyed sliding deeper and deeper into her sex.
‘Never mind directing porn films Miles, you should be starring in them,’ Tanya sighed.
‘How do you think I got into them you dumb girl?’ Miles laughed then he eased his cock completely from her sex before ramming it into her anus with enough speed and force to make Tanya cry out.
‘You bastard!’ Tanya cried out in anguish.
‘Did you really think I’d do what you wanted?’ Miles laughed scornfully.
‘Not so hard... please... you’re too big,’ Tanya protested.
‘Doesn’t that feel good? Don’t you like feeling it as deep as this?’
‘Uhhh... please Miles, really...you’re too big for me...gently...’
There was no sign though that Miles was going to be any easier on her and unable to cope with the intensity of such deep anal penetration, Tanya made to crawl away over the bed but before she’d scarcely got one leg onto the bed a powerful hand against her back pushed her face down onto the silk covered duvet.
‘Come on now Tanya, where do you think you’re going? You’ve been desperate for me to shaft you for the last week. We can’t disappoint each other now, can we? Besides, you were begging for it just a minute ago.’
‘Alright but really Miles... your cock’s too big for me...please...’
Tanya’s attempt to persuade Miles to demonstrate some restraint was never finished as the man clapped his hand over her soft mouth and then she felt the cotton of her own freshly discarded thong being forced into her mouth.
‘Stop it Miles... you don’t have to...uhhh...’
Even as she tried to dissuade him he proceeded to finger a silk handkerchief between her jaws as well so that soon her mouth was filled with material that made her protests quite incoherent and effectively muted the volume of her objection. Once he climbed astride her waist and pinned her to the bed with his weight, Tanya could do little more than thrash her arms ineffectually as the man drew a silk tie between her jaws, pushing the now damp fabric of his handkerchief and her thong well back into her mouth. As Tanya shook her head and gurgled in objection the tie was drawn around her nape and knotted tightly.
‘I should have known that you like to be rendered helpless before you get shafted, don’t you?’
‘Nuuhhh...lemme guhh...lemme guh!’
‘Something that matter, Tanya? What are you trying to tell me?’ taunted Miles.
Tanya repeated her demand for him to let her go but in response to her continued struggling she saw Miles reach inside the pocket of his shirt and produce a slim transparent case not more than half the size of a cigarette packet. Tossing the little box onto the bed he flicked open the lid
and Tanya saw half a dozen damp balls of cotton wool and immediately the plastic package was opened she caught the unmistakable whiff of chloroform.
Urgently shaking her head in protest, Tanya struggled to prise her arms free from where Miles pinned them under him.
‘I think you’re getting too excited at the prospect of a nice hard anal shafting Tanya, best if we calm you down a little I think.’
‘Nuhh!’
Tanya gave a gag muffled cry in objection as one moist ball of cotton wool was pushed into one of her nostrils and a moment later a second was inserted into her other nostril and the chemical smell assailed her senses, quickly making her body weak then drowsy.
‘It’s just to make you nice and relaxed Tanya. You’ll find you can just about breathe enough fresh air through your gag to stop you losing consciousness. This way you can enjoy everything I’ve got planned for you without you getting yourself over excited or disturbing the other hotel guests.’
‘Nuuhh...’
Tanya shook her head weakly as she felt the man now ease himself from astride her and then pulled her by the wrists into the middle of the bed.
‘Doesn’t it excite you Tanya, knowing that there are probably people in the rooms either side of us and maybe walking past the corridor and they’ll never even know what’s happening to you? Now I think, just to make things easier...’
The sensation of something slipping around her right wrist and then tightening drew Tanya’s sleepy gaze. The bastard had knotted another of his ties around her wrist and tied it to one of the posters of the bed. Tanya pulled with what strength she could summon but her efforts only served to tighten the silk knots.