PUNISHER (14 STORY BDSM BUNDLE)

by Lacey St. Claire

  Bent to His Will

  BY

  LACEY ST. CLAIRE

  If you like to read about a woman’s first anal training then you’re in for a treat. Ryan is experienced and has worked with many women in the past. Angela is his newest submissive and he has been working her through the process of becoming a good subservient. Tonight is the night that he gives her some new anal training. He begins with some beads but quickly moves up to a hardcore pounding. Angela is completely new to anal play and while it’s painful she can’t help but want more and as Ryan begins to pound her she finds herself loving every second of the stretching.

  Bent to His Will

  “Bend over the banister,” Ryan commanded when I reached the top of the stairs.

  Ryan loves control and sex was no exception. I would only be made to pay more if I didn’t do as I was commanded. We have rules of course. Nothing too crazy without my consent. A safe word if anything is ever too much. I chose a simple one, one that signaled pain and danger. I chose the word “Red”.

  I quickly did as I was told and leaned forward over the polished oak railing. Walking up behind me he lifted my knee-length skirt and bunched it up around my waist. I knew what was coming. I knew I would feel the sting of his paddle in a matter of seconds. I ran my hands down the thin bars of the bannister and wrapped my fingers around them tightly, bracing myself.

  The wait was often worse than the actual pain. The not knowing exactly when it was coming. I took deep breaths as I stared down at the floor a full story below tile in white marble with green veins – it was beautiful.

  FWACK came the first strike from the paddle. He had chosen not to start gently. I let out a short cry of shock as I felt the paddle hit flatly against my ass. I could already feel the heat rising to spread in a splotch of red across my cheeks.

  “Were you a bad girl?” he asked as he rubbed his free hand across my ass. He didn’t do it in a way that suggested he was soothing the soreness but more as a motion to warm it up for his next swat.

  “Yes,” I said sheepishly knowing the answer was why I was now being punished.

  “What did I tell you this morning before you left for work?” he asked.

  “You told me not to wear any panties,” I answered.

  “And what are these,” he asked as he ran his finger underneath the lacey fabric pulling it up and away from my ass before hooking it into my crack. He did the same with the other side so that my panties were bunched into a line like a thong.

  “I’m sorry,” I said bowing my head down to the banister bars. “I should have listened.”

  SMACK came the second spanking. I hadn’t expected it so soon and it thrust me against the railing as I clenched my teeth. The wood of the paddle made a solid sound as it came into contact with my pale skin. In my mind I could envision the flat pinewood surface and my tender fleshy buttocks. I could see them jiggling as the paddle came into contact. I could imagine Ryan smiling behind me as I cried out from the sting.

  “Were you bad on purpose?” he asked, his deep voice filling the room.

  “Yes.” THWACK!

  “Do you like being punished?”

  “Yes.” THWACK!

  He took the opportunity to move the paddle to his left hand and began to spank me barehanded. I could feel the sting of each of his fingers as they left their imprint across the backs of my thighs and across my ass. He alternated where he struck so that each area received a bit of a break and so that I never knew where he’d strike next.

  By the time he was finished I knew his hand must sting. My ass must be bright red by now and instead of a single distinct pain the entire area felt hot and flushed.

  “Turn around,” he demanded.

  I stood as I was told and turned to face him. Placing his hand on my shoulder he told me, “Get on your knees.”

  I went down onto my knees, the hard wood of the floor almost painful as I balanced my weight. Ryan brought his hand to my face. He moved his large hand from my cheek down to my chin where he cupped it as he ran his thumb across my lips. He went from side to side over my lush lower lips several times before pushing his thick finger between my lips and into the wetness of my mouth.

  His thumb tasted like salt against my tongue. I curled my tongue around his digit and teased the underside. I could feel the callus he had developed from hard work and thinking about him using his hands all day turned me on. I liked a man that new how to do hard labor.

  He pushed his thumb deeper into my mouth and began to pull it in and out as I started to suck. I closed my eyes as I wrapped my lips around his thumb, letting him work at his own pace. I could feel his eyes on me, watching his thumb moving in and out of my moist mouth. I knew he was imagining what would come next.

  When he was satisfied he pulled his thumb from my lips and ran it down my chin leaving a thin trail of my saliva. I kept my eyes closed but could hear the distinct sound of his zipper. He was undoing his pants and I heard them hit the floor with a soft whoosh.

  Seconds later his hand was around the back of my head and he was pulling me forward.

  “Suck it,” he demanded as he pushed my face against his muscular thigh.

  I opened my eyes to come face to face with his thick erection.

  “Start with my balls,” he said pushing my head down.

  Leaning down I moved forward and took one ball and then the other into my mouth. Like his thumb they were salty and I could tell he hadn’t showered since getting home. I moved my tongue around his tender sack, feeling the weight of each nut on my tongue as it moved across them. I sucked gently. I’d had a lot of practice sucking his balls. When we first began my training I was too eager and would pull and suck too hard. Ryan had taught me how to do it right, just the way he likes.

  “That’s enough,” he said indicating I should move to the main event.

  He pulled my head back forcefully by my hair and put me face to face with his hard cock. He didn’t like when I used my hands so I bent my head and took his tip in my mouth. I wrapped my lips back over my teeth and began to suck his head. I started with several long pulls as my tongue teased his slit. My tip dove in and out of his tip and up around the edges of his head momentarily before he pressed his hand to the back of my head and drove me down further.

  With about half of his cock in my mouth I started to suck harder.

  “Slow down,” he said holding my head in place so that I couldn’t move him in and out of my mouth but could only suck.

  I worked my cheeks and my tongue along his length until he permitted me to move again. This consisted of him groaning and forcing my face down on his cock until he was hitting the back of my throat and my lips were touching his pubic hair. I resisted the urge to gag as he pushed and pulled my head to his liking, eventually sliding himself all the way down my throat.

  I was proud of my ability to deep throat his large cock but it took every bit of concentration that I had. Gagging and coughing isn’t sexy so I concentrated on relaxing and enjoying the feel of him gliding in and out of my mouth and over my tongue. It worked as he began to fuck my face harder. He began to move his hips to match the pushing of his hand on my head and I couldn’t help myself when drool began to ooze out the side of my mouth and down my chin.

  Without warning he pulled me off his cock and yanked me up so that I was standing face to face with him. He abruptly pulled me towards him and kissed me powerfully, possessively. Lifting me up off my feet I wrapped my legs around him as he carried me towards the bedroom.

  As soon as we entered the room he tossed me to the bed. I hit it forcefully and bounced a good 6” off the mattress before landing again.

  “Grab the bed posts,” he instructed.

  I scooted up the bed and placed my hands on the cold metal bed frame.

  “Do not take them off,” he continued to instruct as he moved towards the bed. Within moments he was crawling up the bottom of the bed and was reaching up under my skirt. Gripping the panties he chastised me for earlier he
pulled them down my legs and tossed them to the floor. Running his hands up the inside of my thighs he pushed them apart and moved himself into position.

  As he started to dive down between my legs I reached my hand down to grip his head.

  “What are you doing?” he scolded me with a ferocity I wasn’t expecting.

  “I…um…crap, I don’t know,” I stuttered feeling like an embarrassed child.

  “What did I tell you?” he asked sternly.

  “Not to move my hands,” I answered biting my lip.

  “…and what did you just do?”

  “Moved my hand,” I answered again.

  He pulled up off of me and moved to the edge of the bed.

  “Come over here beside me.”

  I did as he said and moved to the edge beside him. He quickly reached to his side and grabbed me pulling me over his knee. He lifted my skirt and began to spank me with a firm flat hand.

  “You disobeyed me and now you have to face the consequences,” he said as he continued to swat my already sore ass. After 10 strokes he stopped. “Get back in position. Do not let go of the bed frame.”

  I went back to where I was. It was harder and more painful to roll onto my back and I had to lower myself carefully. I moved my hands back to the frame and waited.

  When Ryan felt I was situated he moved back between my thighs. Forcefully pushing them open he dove between my legs with a new hunger. I cried out as he parted my sopping wet lips with his tongue. He took his time to tease and nibble my clit before thrusting his tongue inside of me. As it slid into my cunt I moaned loudly. I wanted to move my hands so badly. I wanted to grip his head and grind myself against his face, but I knew I would be punished again if I disobeyed.

  Since I couldn’t use my hands I did what I could by raising and lowering my hips to meet his lapping tongue. After a few moments I felt his large hands on my hips and ass as he gripped me and held me still, my hips partially raised, the perfect angle for him to eat me.

  “Oh god,” I cried as he licked me faster. If he didn’t stop soon I would cum.

  Pulling himself away from me he said, “You cannot cum yet.”

  My mind reeled, What if I can’t stop myself? I felt my legs vibrating as he drove his tongue back inside of my pulsing cunt. I concentrated hard and willed myself not to disobey. As he removed his tongue and ran it over my clit I felt my entire body tense and a tingling sensation rolled through my veins.

  “Oh fuck!” I cried as I felt myself nearing an orgasm.

  Skilled as he is, Ryan sensed I wouldn’t be able to hold out any longer and he dropped my hips back to the bed as he pulled away. I laid there breathless, my pussy clenching, wanting more, wanting to cum. My legs twitched wanting to feel him between them. He was driving me crazy.

  “We’re going to do something new,” Ryan said just before commanding me to move onto my stomach.

  “Now get up on all fours. Hold the bed railing again. Do not let go. Do you trust me?” he asked.

  “Yes,” I answered wondering what was to come next. Knowing I didn’t care so long as I got to cum.

  “Good. It will hurt some at first but you will need to concentrate on relaxing,” he said as he got up from the bed and moved across the room to what he referred to as his “toy chest”. He opened the lid and reached inside. From my angle I couldn’t see what he retrieved but sometimes not knowing was half the fun.

  “Are you trying to watch me naughty girl?” he said slapping my ass hard.

  I didn’t answer as he climbed on his knees across the bed so that he was positioned behind me.

  I could hear the objects in his hand as he set them on the bed. He pulled one that sounded almost like the strands of beads you collect at Mardi Gras. I heard him pop a lid and pour something into his hand. My best guess was lube.

  Placing a hand on my ass he pulled my cheeks apart. My skin felt flush from the slap he’d given me and his hand felt cold in comparison. Suddenly I felt something hard against my asshole. I knew it wasn’t the head of his cock as he wasn’t in the right position. We hadn’t done any anal play before and the feel of something suddenly against my tight pucker had me gasping.

  “Relax,” he said calmly as I clenched myself closed. “Breathe deeply and relax,” he continued as he ran the bead around my anus a few times before he began to put pressure on it.

  I did as I was told and breathed deeply and focused on his words as I unclenched my asshole and willed myself to welcome the bead inside of my ass. Slowly the bead began to push past my outer ring and within a few moments I had sucked it inside of me.

  “Good girl,” he said as he continued to the next bead on the string. One by one he inserted them into me. After the first few I became used to the process and it felt easier and I allowed myself to enjoy the feeling of him filling me with his toy.

  Once he had stuffed all of the beads inside of me the real pleasure began as he slowly pulled them back out. The feeling of each one popping out of my asshole had me clenching my stomach and wanting more.

  “You like that?” he asked as he licked his lips, his eyes dropped to watch the beads exiting my ass.

  “Yes,” I said barely able to control myself.

  “The next is going to hurt more,” he said as he produced a smallish anal vibrator.

  I heard the familiar sound of the lid from the lube again and braced myself for the new intrusion.

  Spreading my cheeks again he placed the plug against my slightly stretched asshole. Running his free hand between my legs he sunk a finger inside of me as he began to press forward with the butt plug.

  I found it harder to focus on just my ass when he was fingering me but that made taking the vibrator easier. I was so horny that I wanted anything to fill me, so long as it was inside of me. He worked both of his hands, the one swirling his finger, and then a second, in small circles as he firmly pressed the plug into me. I cried out as the plug widened and felt like it was tearing my ass apart but despite the pain I also wanted it. I liked it.

  “Relax,” he reminded me as he pulled back slightly before applying the pressure again.

  “Oh, uhh….” I moaned as he continued to work me in both holes.

  Within a minute I had taken the whole plug. It wasn’t much but it was more than the beads and the feeling of it pulsing in my asshole as he fingered me was almost enough to push me over the edge.

  “Remember, you cannot cum yet,” he breathed heavily as he continued to work me. He knew exactly what he was doing. How am I supposed to keep from cumming…there was nothing in the world I wanted more than to cum right now.

  “Fuck. I can’t stop myself,” he yelled as he pulled his fingers free from my cunt and went up on his knees behind me.

  He gripped himself and angled his head to my cunt not taking a moment of pause before sinking himself into me. He drove his cock into me hard and together we moaned loudly as he began to fuck me.

  Forgetting I began to pull my hand from the bed and then quickly remembered and gripped the rails tighter.

  “You’re so fucking tight,” he said as he rammed himself into me over and over. Each time he thrust forward he also bumped the plug forcing me to feel like I was being fucked in two places at once.

  “God…this feels…so…good,” I said the words in time with his thrusting. “Fuck me harder,” I begged.

  “I’ll do better than that,” he said as he reached down and pulled the plug from my ass. Withdrawing himself from my cunt he angled himself to my gaping asshole. Leaning forward he began to push himself into me. I was stretched from the plug but not large enough for his cock and I felt the tense pain building as he stretched my asshole wider and wider to accommodate the size of his dick.

  He was good and patient and didn’t drive himself into me hard. Instead he pushed forward with a steady pressure until his head popped past my outer ring. As soon as the largest part of him was sunk inside of me I was able to take the rest of him easier and after a few smaller thrusts he was
sinking deeper and deeper.

  I clasped the bed like my life depended on it as he began to pound my asshole with his huge cock. It stung and it hurt but I wanted more of it, I wanted him to fill me with his hot cum.

  “Harder,” I moaned as I pushed my ass back against him driving him deeper.

  Ryan gripped my hips and began to thrust into me as hard as he could. It felt like my ass was being ripped apart and I loved it. I loved the feeling of him stuffing my asshole. I had never felt anything like it before. It was a glorious mix of pleasure and pain.

  Together we moved. He thrust forward and I pushed backwards so that with each of his movements he was filling me to the hilt, his balls hitting the backs of my legs.

  I listened as his breathing became labored and his thrusts more erratic. He was going to cum soon.

  “Give it to me,” I begged.

  “Here…here it comes,” he moaned as he pounded himself into me as hard and fast as he could.

  His fingers dug harshly into the soft skin of my hips and on his last thrust he drove himself into me as deep as he could go and then held me still as he shuddered and cried out loudly, his cum shooting into me with a force I wasn’t expecting. I could feel the hot streams coating my inner walls. The feel of it sent me into my own spiraling orgasm. My pussy and my asshole began to clench and clutch in unison milking him for everything he had. Each of my pulses forced another stream of cum and I felt pleased that I could milk him for more.

  When Ryan had finished filling me he collapsed on top of me, his body weight pushing me down against the bed as I finally let go of the railing no longer worried about punishment.

  As we rested I felt his cock twitching in my ass. I loved the feel of him there and I felt thankful that he had introduced me to this new experience.

  Brushing my hair back away from my face he began to kiss my neck tenderly.