Stricken Resolve

by S. K. Logsdon

  Washing my brain from tonight’s fuckups I watch as Cammy bends over the pool table, legs spread and ready. What a good little sub.

  Ridding myself of my entire outfit, I throw my clothes into a pile on the blue carpet of my tan walled, band poster covered, bachelor pad looking studio/game room. Walking over to Cammy, I stand behind her and take a naughty meandering gaze from her feet to her perfect perky pale ass. It won’t be pale for long. I follow my gaze up with curves of her delicate back. She’s not very big. She’s skinnier than Emily and a little bit taller. But she’s so fuckable it should be illegal. The powerful urge of my sadistic nature flares through me and I pull back my hand and strike her ass full throttle.

  “Oh!!!!!” She screams.

  Fuck yeah!

  “That’s for pinching me you sick bitch.” I swing back again and come down just as hard on her ass and the sounds of my slap echo off the walls.

  “Ah!!!” She cries out and my hand stings like little pins and needles, and the redness of her backside makes me even hotter.

  “And that’s for taunting me. I’m tempted to dry fuck your ass for being such a bitch.” I capture her hips and dig my thick fingers into her bones, my cock ramming between her butt cheeks against her unlubed asshole. Making her legs shake and she cries out again.

  “Shut the fuck up.” I smack her ass as I press the head of my dick into her dry rosette. She pushes outward and my meaty head sinks in with a rough push. Ah, just perfect!

  Hunching over her body slightly, I reach out and dip my hand into the middle pocket of the red felted pool table and pull out the first ball I can grasp.

  With the black shiny eight ball in hand, I bring it around to the front of her and rub it between her silky wet fold. Paying extra attention to press it firmly to her clit.

  “Oh god,” she moans, unable to keep her legs from trembling.

  That’s my girl, my sensitive little slut.

  “Open your legs.” I kick her feet out further. “I’m going to shove this in your pussy.” I press the cold ball to her entrance and she presses down into my hand. Wanting it inside.

  “Yes,” she wantonly hisses.

  “Do you want this ball, you slutty whore?” I slap her ass with my free hand and then reach up and grab a fist full of her hair, yanking her head backward. Which only makes her wetter and moan louder.

  “Fuck me however you want to, master.”

  Hell yes, I’ll fuck her however I want to.

  “Answer me bitch.” I tug her hair back harder and a grunt bellows deep inside her throat.

  “I want the ball,” she whines in a soft whisper, her body beginning to tremble even harder.

  “More, tell me more,” I bark, my hand circling her entrance with the cold ball, my hard bulbous cock head still nestled inside the rim of her tight asshole.

  “Please put it in me. I want the ball in my pussy.”

  Slipping my cock from inside her ass, I flip her around and lift her onto the edge of the pool table. Spreading her legs wide, I cup the back of her neck with my hand and pull her forward so she’s almost folded in half. Her legs bent and feet resting flat on the bar of the table, completely open to me and whatever I want to do.

  “Watch me fuck you with this ball,” I order, aggressively keeping hold of her neck, my other hand pressing the eight ball to her dripping hairless pussy.

  Slowly I press into her, the ball ripping her open and all she can do is watch wide-eyed and whimper. A few painful intakes of breath tells me it’s not all pleasure and I don’t care, I keep going. About half way in I get my hips close enough and turning my hip into her pussy, I bump hard.

  “Oh my god, oh my god,” she screams in pain mixed with pleasure as it plops fully into her. Ripping her cunt apart. Fuck yes!

  Bumping into her pussy with my hip again, she grasps my waist and convulses, her head slung down, her thick heady moans filling the air as she orgasms. And I bump it again, making her come even harder. That’s right. One orgasm down, thirty more to go. Retracting her claws from my flesh and my hand leaving her neck, she sits up, already wrung out.

  “Ah-ah-ah, no-no-no, you’ve got thirty more to go,” I scold, wagging my finger in her face with a huge wicked smile. I have so much planned for tonight. “That ball will stay in there until I say otherwise and I will fuck your dry ass with it in there. Are we clear?”

  She sadly nods and frowns. Nope, we’re not having any of that bullshit.

  I grab her face and tilt her head up so she meets my eyes. “I love you Cammy, and because I love you I want to punish you. I want to punish you so much that you come and you come, until you can’t walk tomorrow. If you truly don’t want to be punished, use our safe word. If you don’t I’m going to inflict some brutal erotic pain on you. And by doing so I’m going to make you come screaming my name. Do I make myself clear?”

  “Yes, master.”

  “Good, now what’s our safe word Cammy?” I lovingly ask her, my eyes dipping into her beautiful blue ones. She’s amazing. My amazingly hot, kinky, slut.

  “I don’t need it, Master. I will let you do whatever you want to me. I want the pain. I want your dick inside of my asshole, master. I want to be punished.”

  I can see all of the truth in her eyes. I know she loves this. But I’ve never punished a woman as hard or as rough as I have her and sometimes it scares me. I need the ability to inflict pain and dominate. I’ve just never taken it to the lengths she’s taught me to. She might be some sweet, adorable and helpful woman on the outside. But inside she’s as fucked up and tainted as I am. And by letting me punish her and hurt her, she somehow gets pleasure and relief. I know it all. I know all about her. And somehow the pain fixes what’s broken inside. A woman after my heart and she owns it. She owns so much of me. If only she knew how much.

  “I will punish you sweetie, I just need to know the safe word,” I emphasize, to let her realize the importance and lean in to capture her mouth with a quick loving kiss.

  “I’m not you’re fuckin’ sweetie, bucko. I’m your whore and the safe word or words are purple eggplant.” She’s not happy with me, damn, I shouldn’t have stopped being a dick. I just worry sometimes she would let me almost kill her and she’d still not call out the safe words.

  “Watch that tongue you greedy little bitch. Now I’m going to delay your orgasms for a bit and watch you sit like a little slut with a ball inside your pussy. No wait, I’ve got a better idea.”

  I hop up on the side of the pool table and reach up over the rafter for the hanging rope I tied around it for occasions like this. Making sure the end’s secure to the beam, I tug the rest of the rope down with me. Lifting her off of the table, I place her back on the ground bent slightly over the table, a mix between standing and doggy style. Seizing her wrists, I tie her up tight. Her arms above her head, unable to move. Her body angled awkwardly where she is forced to use her muscles to keep upright. Leaving her to stew, I run my hand along the pool table as I watch her and her glowing hot and horny eyes follow me and my giant hard dick walk a circle around the table. I know she hates being denied and normally I’m nice about getting her off. Not tonight though. She should have thought about that before giving me her bitchy lip.

  Stopping at the pocket closest to her, I pull out the cue ball and throw it in the air and catch it. Over and over again I do this. No words, nothing but her panting in the sexually charged room and me getting ready to add more balls into her cunt.

  I approach her and push her legs apart and she angrily snaps them shut. Naughty Cammy, this isn’t going to work this way. I’m the dom and she’s the sub. She needs to learn. But how should I punish her more?

  Leaving her again, I go into the studio and snatch up a reel of thick blue wire and cutters. Tying two pieces of the wire on opposite ends of the pool table legs I cut them just long enough. Grabbing one of her legs and holding it out as far as she can stretch I wrap the cord around her ankle and tie it tight. Of course she feels the need to fight me the
whole way. What’s up with her tonight? Then I move to the other side, doing the same so she’s spread wide and can’t move. Her feet planted firmly on the floor and I have full access to every orifice of her body.

  “So… Are you done being a little bitch?” I give her a little swat on the behind. Too hard and she’ll come. Little ones will just torture the hell of out her.

  “Yes, master,” she mopes.

  “Are you going to hold both of these big large balls inside your dripping cunt?” I roll the ball up her spine and back down, exciting goose bumps to flare across her perfect skin.

  “No,” she states, her insolence tainting the sex crazed air and the ball that was shoved inside of her exits, hitting the ground with a large crack. That echoes in the room.

  I swat her ass again. This isn’t like her to be so naughty and disrespectful.

  “What is your problem?” I snap, bending over to grab the eight ball from the ground.

  “Kiss my ass.”

  Ok, this is something new.

  I listen and kiss her ass except this time I do it with my dick. Laying the balls on the table I spread her cheeks and rest my sights upon her back entrance. She said she wants me to kiss her ass. So here goes nothing. Gripping the middle of my ten incher, I thrust in one swift motion the head into her dry hole and she screeches. Pain or pleasure? I don’t know… but this is happening.

  “How’s that for a fucking kiss?”

  Silence. Fine.

  Gathering up my courage I tighten my tattoo covered abs and impale her to the hilt with one drive. Oh god I think I might come. Fuck she’s so goddamn tight. Shit. I nearly black out from too much pleasure and swim into my head with so much lust and sensory overload. So this is what heaven feels like?

  “Didn’t you fucking hear me? Get out of my ass now,” she commands.

  No I didn’t hear her; I was too happy and living in crazy sex land that is full of hot sexy asses and orgasms.

  Digging fingers into her hips, I stay buried deep into her ass.

  “You want me to kiss your ass so my cock is kissing your asshole all the way inside.”

  “I don’t care, I want you out.”

  She’s not going to do this demanding shit. I know her ploy and if she wants me to stop she knows how to make me. Safe word. Use the cocksuckin’ safe word, bitch. And she hasn’t which means she’s pushing me for whatever reason to punish her harder.

  Tilting over I grab both of the balls in my big hand from the table and I reach between her legs where I don’t even prep her and I force one ball in and she gasps, and the next one goes and I hold her cunt so she can’t push them out. Ha—got you bitch.

  The pressure of the balls against my dick that’s inside of her is so intense. There’s barely any room to move and I’m finding it extra hard not to shoot my seed right fuckin’ now. She feels so damn good. Too good.

  Sliding my thickness back I impale her tight ass again and she screams and I mean screaming bloody murder. Her body shaking so badly she’s teetering on the edge of a climatic seizure.

  “You fucking done being a bitch?” I pull out and slam into her again, holding myself deep inside and she keeps shaking her breathing so erratic and loud.

  “Oh master, I want to come. Oh ppllleeeaassseee I’m so sorry. The balls...” I push them in further and rotate my hips, still deep inside to overstimulate her beautiful body.

  “God pleaseee...” she begs, unable to keep her voice steady. Her legs are like wobbly noodles. With my free hand I administer tiny zing filled slaps across her backside. Making her moan so loud, I’m glad the entire upstairs has been sound proofed.

  “Now, why are you being such a stupid cunt?” I pull my dick out half way and she grunts in protest. Ah-ah-ah, I’m the man here. I will decide what happens.

  “I don’t know,” she lies and I can tell it’s a lie because she sucks in a big gulp of air and tries to steady her body that’s dancing on the rim of a big fat and juicy orgasm.

  Another swat. “Ohhhh,” she moans, pressing back against my dick to have me inside her again and I back away. Not letting her win.

  “No…no orgasm until you tell me why you’re being this way.” I swat her again and I hear her teeth chatter. Fuck she’s being tortured on the brink.

  “I’m hurting. Just make the pain go away. I need to orgasm. Please… make the pain go away,” she begs, pulling on the rope suspending her arms in the air. Curving my body around hers, my chest pressed to her back, I wrap my arm around her stomach and hold her up, my mouth pressed to her neck, sliding my tongue along her soft skin.

  “Tell me why you’re hurting,” I whisper and nip her ear with my teeth.

  “I saw you with her on the beach, you between her legs. I’m just waiting for whenever you chose to let me go,” she admits, through husky wanton breaths and she sighs.

  “I’m never letting you go Cammy.” I ram my cock all the way inside her asshole and still myself. Oh shit, yep, I’m going to come any minute. Chill out. Make this last, you sick fucker. Give her what she needs. She’s insecure. Make her realize she should never be because you are never letting her go. No matter what!

  Shit!

  Did, I seriously just admit that? Damn…. She really has burrowed herself into my heart. Fuckkkk…. She’s so damn amazing.

  “You’re...” She moans out and I suckle her neck. “Not?” Then I bite her and she screams out again, body trembling and I slide my cock out of her ass and dive back in pumping into her over and over. Driving us both higher and higher. Oh fuck yes! I’m… oh… shit….

  “I’m never letting you go… I love you… my kinky whore,” I growl, and hell yes! My cock jumps and my eyes roll back into my head as my body jerks, filling her greedy asshole with my come and she spills over with me. Her screams overshadowing my deep bellowing grunts. I finish wringing my cock inside of her and slowly I pull him out. Which she protests with a whine. Round one complete. I’m about ready for more.

  Kneeling on the ground between her legs, I press my lips to her rosette. My come dripping out in white salty clumps. Swirling my finger around her pucker, I press inside of her and gently finger her.

  “You are mine, Cammy. I love you and I won’t leave you for Emily. If that’s what you think is going to happen, it's not. You’re too important to me. I am myself when I’m with you. You let me do the things I most want.” I curl my finger inside, massaging her wall closest to the balls still stuffed into her cunt. And she mumbles something.

  “What?”

  “I…I love you too. I was so scared.”

  “There is nothing to be scared of, my whore.”

  “Your kinky whore,” she corrects with a shaky voice, my finger awarding her honesty with serious intense pleasure.

  I chuckle, “Yes, my kinky whore. Always… always… always,” I state breathily, my face inching closer to her deliciousness and my tongue pokes out and laps her back hole, savoring the flavor of my come and her essence mixed. So good. So, so, so good.

  “You will always be mine and I always yours, don’t ever question that. I’m not trying to get with Emily. We are all just going to be a family and eventually we will tell her about us when she’s done mourning the loss of her fiancé,” I breathe against her back hole. My lips at her pucker as I speak to her. My tongue lavishing the ring, my finger still deep inside.

  “Okay,” she whimpers.

  “Are you ready for more orgasms? Thirty three more to go tonight and I’m hard again. I’m ready for you, my perfect little slut. You done being a bitch?”

  I can feel her nod with her entire body so I dip my tongue into her ass and she wails out an intense moan. She’s close again. So I dive in and begin the wonderful night of many orgasms to come. My woman realizing she’ll always be mine and my body ready to put her through some seriously intense orgasmic hell. Fuckin’ yeah!

  Chapter Twelve

  ~James~

  “Oh, Mama Bear, that feels so good,” I moan through clenched teeth. W
atching her delicate pink lips quirk up into the most heart stopping smile. Peering up into my eyes—my soul, as she kneels naked on the floor between my legs. Absolutely beautiful and unbelievably flawless inside and out.

  Mine. All mine. Forever.

  A deep protective growl vibrates up and out of my chest as her silken tongue pokes out between those kissable lips and laves my thick pounding head.

  Sweet Jesus!

  Sucking my scarred length down into her moist perfection, I groan, threading both of my hands through my hair, tugging extra hard to keep from losing control. Holding my shaft all the way into the back of her throat, she purrs, sending sparks of rapture through my manhood, flooding my veins with rampant desire.

  “My love,” I sputter between shaky lips.

  Tortuously sliding my shaft out of her mouth with a ‘pop’ and a rather dirty smile, she catches him in her hand. Fondling him in her warm loving palm.

  “Yesss...” She drawls out in a sexy hiss, making me gulp with unadulterated need. “Does my Papa Bear want more? Or does my Bear want to make hot steamy love to his wife?”

  A knock sounds at our bedroom door. Who’s in our house?

  Another knock thuds. This isn’t a good sign. My protective intuition soars and I break from her grasp, dashing to grab my gun from the nightstand. Nobody better be in my house uninvited. This is my house and my woman!

  “James! James! Wake up.” I hear somebody order. But they’re not in our bedroom. Where is that sound coming from?

  I stand naked, legs spread, aimed and ready protectively standing in front of my love, with my gun itching to unload on whoever might be here to harm us on the other side of this wooden door.

  “James!” I get tapped on my leg. I look down and Emily hasn’t touched me.

  “Get up!” A slap registers on my cheek and I shoot up out of bed. What the hell? Where am I? I frantically look around my room. This isn’t my bedroom. And then it sinks in, it was a dream! Another one. It was so vivid I could have sworn it was real. I’d hoped it was.