by Powerone
Michael began to masturbate Sarah, wanting to hear her burst into an orgasm. He saw her hips moving back and forth, forcing the finger in her asshole to penetrate her deeper, her asshole clenching on the invading digit as it did. Her pussy was soaked, covering his fingers with her juices, the smell of her sex permeating the room. His finger poked inside her virgin body, feeling the tightness as she clenched on the invading fingers. Her asshole, though not lubricated, sucked his finger in deeper each time she forced her hips backward. He heard her groan in pain as the finger in her asshole rasped harshly up her back passage, unable to stop the duel ravishment of her virgin body.
Sarah could feel the beginning of an orgasm coming over her. While she had cum from her own fingers, this was different. She was stripped naked, all of her treasures exposed to Michael's eyes and fingers, forced to spread her legs and let him have his way with her. The finger in her asshole tore into her being, having never felt as violated as she did now. It pushed around inside her, like a tiny animal, moving back and forth, never resting, continually stimulating her body. It hurt, but it also made her pussy wetter. The forced masturbation of her body was overcoming all of her senses. She felt two fingers now stretching open her pussy, banging up against her hymen, forcing her asshole back on the fat finger pressed. “MMMMM,” she groaned a mixture of pain and pleasure.
Michael moved forward, grabbing one of Sarah's clenching hands, placing it on his hard cock. “Stroke it nicely while I make you cum,” he ordered her, watching as her delicate hand began to run up and down his hard cock, squeezing the head of his cock as she passed over it, her fingernail rubbing just underneath the bulbous head, making it jerk in response. “Yes, such a good girl, Sarah,” a second finger joining the first in her asshole, a yelp in pain escaping her mouth as she jerked forward onto the fingers banging against her virginity. “Careful, I don't want to take your virginity yet, it will be my cock that will do that tonight."
Sweat began to run down Sarah's body, the hot water of the bath and the increasing rapid movement of her body on the masturbating fingers overheating her body. She felt his thumb push against her clit, pushing it hard against her pubic bone, moving it back and forth. Her hips began to gyrate in rhythm, moving left to right. She felt the fingers inside her pull up on her body, straining onto her tiptoes to relieve some of the pressure, balancing precariously on Michael's fingers. She felt her body shuddering, her pussy and asshole tightening on the fat fingers, clenching and unclenching as she began to lose herself to the orgasm that began to overtake her. Her toes ached from the perched position, her thighs hurting from the obscene spread of her legs, but her pussy climaxed wetly over the fingers inside her. Her toes gave out, her feet moving flat on the ground, the fingers not relenting, driving her pussy deeper onto them, almost taking her virginity with it. She arched backwards when she felt her hymen stretching, forcing her to take the two fingers stretching her asshole all the way in until Michael's knuckles banged against her anus. “OOOOOWW, MMMMM, GGGGGoDDDDDD,” Sarah cried as she came again, the fingers still twisting and turning inside her, her clit still smash by his grinding thumb.
Michael smiled as she came, her juices covering her fingers, more aggressive now, making her feel the power he had over her body, twisting painfully inside her asshole, stretching her open. Her hands jerked his cock, her fingers moving faster, holding it tighter, pulled the foreskin back and forth. Michael gritted his teeth, holding back an orgasm. He had other plans; he wanted to shoot his cum in her mouth as soon as she finished cumming. She must have cum at least three times until she finally slumped down, his fingers the only thing holding her up. He pulled his finger out of her asshole, her sphincter fighting their removal as he did. Finally they popped out, his fingers in her pussy sliding wetly along her cum soaked pussy. He could see her dew on the red hair of her pussy, glistening in the early morning light. He lowered her to the floor, Sarah not realizing what was transpiring, her body just too exhausted to stop anything. Michael knew that this was the time to take advantage of the situation.
A pillow was placed on the floor in front of her, Michael helping her kneel onto it. She saw him stand up, her hand still moving gently back and forth over his cock, now slippery with his leaking cum. He moved closer to her, her face now level with his cock, her hand jerking the hard cock towards her mouth. It suddenly dawned on her what Michael planned to do. He wanted to put his cock in her mouth and make her suck him. She was sure that he wouldn't let her take it out when he came, no, he would want her to swallow it. Before she had a chance to protest, fingers in the corner of her mouth pushed in, forcing her to open wide, the hot flesh of Michael's cock forced inside, leaving a trail of leaking cum in its path. Her tongue moved in response, salaciously moving over the head. Her tongue had meant to lick the salty cum from her lips but had instead provided a startling reaction from Michael, a short burst of cum shooting out from the end into the confines of her hot mouth. Her mouth closed in reaction, her teeth clamping down on the flesh filling her mouth, biting into the hard flesh.
"OOWW,” yelled Michael in pain, “you bitch,” pulled his cock painfully from her mouth; his hand swung back and slapped her hard across the face, her cheek already turning red. He grabbed her head tightly, his fingers pushing in on the sides, lifting her face up towards hers. “You will pay for that tonight, Sarah,” her eyes already watering from the pain of the slap. “I better not feel your teeth again!"
Her head rattled by the slap, her hands clenching in pain as her head was held tightly, she felt Michael's cock again bang against her mouth. Fearing punishment, she opened her mouth slightly, his large cock taking her brief surrender to force its way into the depths of her hot mouth. She quickly covered her teeth with her lips as it slid in, the bulbous head now securely in, her lips wrapped around the base of the crown of his cock. She trembled in fear, her heavy breathing igniting the cock in her mouth to jerk about.
"Now hold the head in there just like that. Be a good girl and I will feed you some of my hot cum,” he laughed, watching the sweet lips of this innocent girl wrapped around his cock, her eyes searching for relief from the terrible task he was asking from her. The only relief she would find is when he unloaded his sperm into her stomach. “Now run your tongue over it, very slowly, make sure you get the tip, taste the cum,” his hands still holding her still on his cock. He moaned in pleasure as the tongue caressed his hard cock, feeling it jerk in response. “MMMM, so much better, Sarah, you are a natural cocksucker. You just need a little training and a little punishment to keep you in line, but I can provide both of them. Now take it a little deeper.” He pushed with his hips all the while holding her head still, his cock sliding over her wet lips, moving deeper into her mouth. “Rub your tongue under the crown of my cock. Oh, yeah, sssso good, Sarah."
The cock pushed deeper into her mouth. She feared that he would soon reach the back of her mouth, the entrance to her throat. She feared that wouldn't stop him, he would continue on, forcing it deeper as she choked on it. She ran her tongue over it, feeling the veins sticking out, every bump and ridge on it. She could taste the salty, thick cum leaking out, the texture sitting on her tongue. He tilted her head up, straightening out her throat, his hips pushing his cock in and out of her mouth, her lips smacking loudly on it as she tried to make it as tight as possible for his cock.
"Deeper, Sarah, I want you to take it deeper now. Take a big breath and begin to breathe through your nose.” Michael began to slowly let his cock slip through her lips, each time more of it was pushed into her mouth. He put both of his hands at the back of her head, knowing that soon she would try to move away.
"AAAGGGHH,” Sarah choking, her stomach almost feeling like she would vomit as the head of his cock pushed into the back of her mouth. It was just like the doctor when he put the stick in the back of your mouth to check your throat. Only this stick was bigger, a large, fleshy hot cock. She felt the hands on her head tighten, not allowing her to move. It pulled out, but immediatel
y pushed back in again. “GGGGGLLLUUUGGG,” this time she gagged worse as she was forced to swallow the head of his cock. “MMMMGGG,” trying to breathe through her nose, the cock feeling like it was suffocating her. She could feel it swell inside her throat, her gagging forcing her throat muscles to grab at it, milking it. She could feel it jump and move in her throat, each time her stomach would turn, the choking almost continuous.
"That's it, Sarah, breathe through your nose, relax, and let it happen.” Michael could feel her body shuddering, panic setting in. She was having trouble breathing. He pulled his cock out until only the head was inside her lips. “Take a deep breathe, you are going to have to learn to swallow it.” He pushed with his hips again, hearing her sucking in air in expectations of what would happen. It hit the back of her throat again, his saliva and cum covered cock sliding easily along her throat passage and down inside again. Again, Sarah choked and gagged, this time not as much as before. “You're learning,” his fingers grabbed the base of his cock, pumping it as he continued to fuck her face. He pushed hard with his cock, burying over two inches of cock inside her throat. He looked down, her throat bulging out.
Sarah struggled but it didn't do any good. Michael held her firmly by the hair, her mouth now only a receptacle for his cock. She dido’ know how much more she could stand, her throat burning as he used her face like a pussy, fucking it with his cock. Her throat was sore, the gagging and choking taking its toll on her body. She had to get it over with; she had to make him cum. As much as she hated the thought of him dumping his sperm in her mouth, she had to stop the fucking of her face. She began to run her tongue around the cock, swirling it as she did. Her hands reached up and grabbed his balls, hot and heavy, swollen in lust. She began to grasp them lightly, feeling each ball inside, massaging them, hoping to force the cum from them.
"Make me cum, Sarah, that's sssssoo good, milk the cum from my balls.” He could feel her soft hands rubbing his balls, her hot lips wrapped tightly around his cock, her tongue bathing it with her saliva and her throat crammed so tightly with his cock. He wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. He needed to cum and he needed to cum now. He plucked his cock out of her throat, wanting her to taste his cum as he shot off. “Pump my cock with your hand. Make me cum inside your mouth."
Her other hand grabbed his cock by the base and began to use broad strokes up and down the hard flesh, dragging the skin back and forth, her other hand massaging the cum from his balls. His cockhead sat heavily on her tongue, her tongue moving along the rim of the crown, licking at it. She could feel the cum rush from his balls, her hand squeezing tightly onto them as they released their hot fluids. Her lips felt it shoot up the hard rod, the cock jerking as it shot out the first rope of cum, the hot, salty fluid shooting out to the back of her throat. “GGGGGGGGHHHH,” she choked as it quickly filled her mouth. Her hand pumped harder, rewarded with a second powerful blast of cum shooting out. She gulped, swallowing the first shot, her mouth filling rapidly.
Michael pushed with his hips, emptying his balls of his sperm into her virgin mouth. He saw her eyes open wide as her mouth was suddenly filled with his sperm, unable to believe the large amount of fluid he was pumping inside her. Tears ran down her face, choking as some shot down her throat. Her hands were busy, stroking and milking while her mouth continued to suck down his cum. Another load shot inside, small trickles of his cum running from the corner of her mouth. Her throat bobbed up and down, swallowing the copious amount of cum he was giving her. Her tongue swirled over his piss slit, his cock jerking in response, another load of cum shooting out.
Sarah couldn't believe that he had that much sperm. She kept swallowing, unable to contain all of it in her mouth, some leaking down her chin. The thick, salty cum filled her oral orifice. The cock kept pumping out more cum, her lips aching from spreading so tightly around the cock, her tongue hanging uselessly, pinned down to the bottom of her mouth by the hard cock. “GGGUUULLLP,” her stomach started to groan from being filled with so much fluid. She felt the cock begin to soften in her mouth, having shot out four loads of cum, emptying his balls. The rubbery flesh sat in her mouth, covered in her saliva and his cum.
"Lick it off as I take it out. You must always clean my cock when I fuck you,” Michael ordered her. He felt her lips tighten as he slowly drew his cock from her mouth, pulling hard as her tongue raced over it. It finally popped out of her mouth, a loud sucking sound coming from her lips as it escaped. Michael looked down at her, her tear stained face, her lips red and wet, covered in his cum, dried cum on her chin. “You did a good job of sucking my cock, Sarah,” he exclaimed. “But you are still going to be punished tonight, especially for biting my cock.” He got up, grabbing a towel and his clothes, leaving Sarah still kneeling on the floor as he shut the door.
Sarah couldn't concentrate her thoughts only of the punishment that Michael would inflict on her body tonight. Sarah kept busy all day, but she continued to dread the punishment. She was aghast when she entered Michael's study to bring him his lunch and saw the punishment bench. It stood out in the center of the room, a massive wood structure laced with leather straps.
Michael looked up when she entered, smiling as he saw her eyes feast upon the punishment bench, eyes wide open in terror at the thought of her bondage in the device. “John did a good job, don't you think?"
Sarah couldn't believe that John was behind the evil contraption. She had thought of him as her only friend in the house, now she was confronted with the knowledge that he knew and condoned what Michael was going to force her to submit to. Each time she would see him now, she could only imagine the thoughts behind his eyes. Was he like Michael, only wanting to take advantage of her situation and have her submit to him sexually? Her eyes looked over the device, from the pillory device in the front that would hold her head and arms tight, to the back pillory with the numerous holes for varying degree of spread on her legs. She didn't notice the board that could be raised to split her pussy lips apart and force her to ride the sharp ridge. Nor did she see the bright shiny clamps that would bite into her nipples, springs putting tremendous tension on them, pulling her nipples far from her body.
"Please, Sir, I will obey you, do not punish me on that evil contraption,” she cried out, her eyes pleading to Michael.
"You must learn your position here, Sarah and tonight will be your next lesson. Now leave my food and be off with you, unless you would like to begin your punishment now?"
"No, Sir, no,” rushing out of the room. She went back into the kitchen, her face red in shame as she saw John staring at her when she entered. She went into the pantry, a small room lined with shelves on one side, holding the provisions for the house. She couldn't face looking at John, knowing what she would have to endure tonight at the hands of Michael and that John was instrumental in her punishment. She was grabbing some cans of food when she heard someone enter the narrow pantry. She heard the voice of John and then felt his body against hers, pushing her against the shelves. She was pinned within the tiny confines of the pantry.
"I hear you have seen my handiwork. Michael has promised me some time with you strapped into it. He allows me wide latitude in punishing the maids at the manor and you will be no exception. If you want some leniency with me, you better learn to obey and please me."
"I thought you were my friend, someone I could trust and depend on?” Sarah felt John moving behind her, pushing hard against her. She felt his hands move up and touch her waist, pinning her tightly to the shelves.
John moved his head towards her, his hot breath on her neck. “You will be more then a friend to me, Sarah. Much more then a friend. I have such nice things I will do to you and you will do to me. Now, raise your hands up onto the top shelf. Higher, all the way up.” Her hands moved up, slowly climbing up the shelves until they were almost extended up. “Yes, that is good. Now hold still."
Sarah trembled in fear as Johns hands began to move over her body. His hands slid up from her waist, slowly moving up her
sides, Sarah knowing that they were heading for her unprotected breasts, now thrust up high by her outstretched arms. She felt so vulnerable, pinned tightly to the shelves, feeling John's hard cock already rubbing sensuously against her ass cheeks. She pushed back on her ass in sudden response as his hands touched the soft swell of her breasts.
"Yes, push back a little from the shelves, but keep your ass tightly against my cock. I want to be able to touch your body. You like that, don't you Sarah. You like being made helpless, unable to stop the ravishment of your own body. I bet your pussy is soaking wet by now. I will soon find out. I am going to make you cum, Sarah. You'd like that, wouldn't you, Sarah, forced to cum for me?"
Sarah felt the hands slowly move over the sides of her breasts, fingers running over the flesh held tightly within the silk camisole. She could feel her nipples already hardening in anticipation when the fingers would touch them. She knew he was right, she could feel the dampness between her legs. Ashamed at her own behavior she pushed out from the shelves, knowing that she was allowing him complete access to her body. She pushed her ass against him, feeling the hard cock in his pants rubbing against her cheeks. “No, please don't,” she begged, but moved her ass sensuously against the hard cock. She felt a tongue push into her ear, a small groan of pleasure escaping from her lips as the wet digit moved around in her ear canal.
John's hands moved forward, grabbing her up-thrust breasts fully within his large hands. He squeezed them tightly, feeling her push against his cock, straining in his pants for release. “You have such nice tits, Sarah.” His fingers sought out her nipples, large points protruding from her dress. He grabbed each one of them tightly between two fingers and began to apply pressure. “Do you like it when I squeeze them tight? Does the pain feel good?” He twisted them, pinching harder to make sure they didn't escape his grasp. He felt them grow bigger from the manual ministration of his fingers.