Taught to Submit: A Novel of Escape into Slavery

by Powerone

  Raul loved the feel of her tits, gripping them tightly in his hands. He let his fingers slide down the opening of her blouse, pulling back to catch a glimpse of her cleavage, her bra forcing her tits up, the tanned flesh so inviting. He couldn't wait any longer. He unbuttoned the blouse slowly, revealing the tiny white bra beneath it. “Such lovely tits, Senora.” He pushed the blouse away from her bra, the white material contrasted sharply against her tanned flesh. “I think maybe, Senora sunbathes nude.” His hands returned to grasp her breasts, this time feeling the hard nipples poking out the thin fabric of the bra. He squeezed hard, pushing her abundant breast flesh out the top of the bra, catching a quick glimpse of a large brown areola before he released them.

  She couldn't believe the sensations running through her body. The tight bondage, the hands that were gradually stripped her from the waist up, handling her breasts roughly. Two more hands gripped her sex as if it were a baseball, squeezing it, and all should could do was moan in pleasure. Raul made quick work of her bra. His hands were too eager, and reached behind her. His knuckles in her back forced her to arch outward, thrusting her breasts out in submission while his hands fumbled with her bra catch. Finally, she felt the release, and her breasts were free of the confining garment. Raul pulled it forward, tearing the dainty straps from her shoulders, and hastily tossed the torn garment on the floor.

  "Ah yes, Senora.” Raul eyed her naked breasts. Even though she had grown children, her body was still tight. Her nipples were sharp and pointed like pink erasers, sitting in the center of large brown areolas. He was correct, her breasts were completely tanned, no lines from a bathing suit. His hands couldn't wait, slipping down to cup the twin globes, hefting them up as if they were an offering. His fingers were only inches from the hardened tips. He squeezed the firm flesh, enjoying the touch of her silky breasts. His fingers played gently around her areolas, seeing tiny goose bumps appear, and her nipples hardened without touching them. They were large nipples, made to be abused, made to feel the pinch of a metal clamp, tugging and stretching by powerful fingers.

  Santiago looked up at her breasts, while Raul's fingers made them erect as she pulled on the straps holding her bound and spread. He let his hands slide under her skirt, lifting her ass up until he gripped it from behind. He pulled, the garment holding until he felt the seams giving, the tearing sound filling the room as his powerful hands tore the material from her body. He threw it to the floor, and his hands returning to her panty covered sex. He slowly inched the top of the black panties down over her abdomen, slowly revealing her bush. She had sucked in her stomach, her tanned abs finally ending just above her bush. Her bikini must be very small. He moved his hands to the side of her panties, gripped the material and tore it from her. He picked up the torn garment, bringing it to his face, inhaling her fragrance. “What a sweet smelling pussy, Lisa. I'm going to enjoy eating you.” He looked at her pussy, her wide spread legs hiding nothing, her lips pulled back, her vagina slightly agape. He could see her juices glistening in the light. He moved his hands to her lips, pulling them apart, exposing more of her inner pussy to his gaze.

  She never felt so exposed and vulnerable, while these two strange men fondled her naked body as she sat on the couch, unable to stop them from doing anything to her body. She didn't want to stop them. The thrill of being bound aroused her to a fever pitch. She wished one of them would fuck her, fill her pussy with their hard cock. Raul was pinching her nipples now, his strong fingers digging into the tender flesh. The pain merged with the pleasure as Santiago slowly entered her vagina with one fat finger, sliding easily in on her juices. Her hips surged up into the air to allow him complete access to her body. His other hand had pulled her lips apart, exposing her clit. His fingers pushed on either side, trapping it between them as he increased the pressure, forcing the blood to the tip. “EEEhh.” Lisa arched her back as Raul pulled on her nipples. Lisa looked down to see how long he had stretched them, pulling them far from her body, her tits elongated into tips. He twisted his fingers, her nipples pinched in his powerful hands. Two fingers entered her, sliding in and out, fanning out when they were deep inside her, stretching her before pulling out.

  The two men began in earnest to make her cum. Santiago rubbed his calloused finger over her clit, snapping at it, feeling her body shiver each time he did. He pushed three fingers inside her, twisting his hand and plunged inside her, feeling her hot, clenching muscles grip his fingers as his knuckles harshly rubbed her tender insides. “Grip my fingers with your pussy, Lisa. Show me how tight you will make your cunt for my cock.” He wanted her to perform for him, his fingers teasing her. He could feel her body tense, her muscles tighten, his fingers gripped tightly by her insides. “Good girl, Lisa, again,” he ordered.

  Lisa gripped his fingers with her pussy, tightening all her muscles, showing him how good she would make him feel when he fucked her. She was eager to feel the hard cock inside her. But first she needed to cum, the two men overpowering her sense. She gripped the fingers as they plunged deep inside her, felt her body shudder as Santiago pinched her clit hard, harder then she liked, but it seemed to drive her over the edge. With Raul yanking her nipples, stretching them to unbelievable length she came. “Yes,” she cried out as she felt her pussy flood his fingers with her juices. She arched her back, her hips shooting up, her legs pulling on the leather straps that kept her so submissively spread and bound. The fingers continued to abuse her body as she came a second time. The orgasm ripped along her spine. Her nipples felt as if they would explode as the fingers pinched the blood to the tips.

  "Cum for us, Lisa.” Santiago finger fucked her pussy, the sound of her juices filling the room as he plunged in and out of the wet hole. Her hips fucked back and forth. Santiago had only to keep his fingers still as she fucked them. He watched her body as she came, a light coat of sweat covering her breasts and stomach, adding to the sensuality of her naked, bound body. Her eyes were closed in lust, her lips tight together, tiny gasps coming from them as she came. Raul continued to pull and twist her nipples as she came, her back arched up high almost as if she relished the harsh fondling of her nipples.

  She yanked back, pulling her nipples out harshly, forcing the pain into her tips. Her pussy was so full of fat fingers, hard knuckles twisting and turning inside her. She clenched onto the invading fingers as she came, her pussy flooding his fingers with her juices. Her nipples moved from pain to pleasure as Raul pinched harder, Lisa twisting her upper body, making her breasts dance, bouncing up and down as her nipples stretched unbelievably long. Her nipples were always sensitive, not to the gentle touch of a caress, but she yearned for the pain that shot through her delicate flesh and raced to between her legs setting off an arousal that could only be quenched by a thick cock inside her, riding her hard to an orgasm. With Raul and Santiago, she knew her pussy would soon be filled with hard cock, not a gentle fucking but a hard fuck, the bondage heightening all her senses. She could only imagine what they would do to her, unable and unwilling to stop them from having their pleasure with her body. She came again, then finally slumped back against the couch. Santiago's fingers slid slowly in and out of her drenched pussy.

  "I hope you have many more of those for us, Lisa. You cum so nicely.” He took his fingers from her pussy, bringing them to his face, inhaling her scent. He licked the end of his finger, her sweet nectar so pungent. He moved his fingers to her lips. “Clean them."

  She stuck out her tongue, lapping at his fingers, always enjoying the taste of her own cum. Lonesome masturbation late at night provided an abundant supply of her crème. He stuck his fingers in her mouth, three fat fingers, stretching her mouth open, sliding in as if they were a cock. Lisa gripped them tightly with her lips as her tongue danced over them. She hoped it would soon be a cock in her mouth instead of fingers. She enjoyed her mouth being fucked while bound, unable to stop the descent of the thick member into her throat as she choked and gagged, culminating with her mouth filled to overflowing with the thi
ck crème. The degrading act of being taken so brutally seemed to arouse her.

  They began to let her go, unhooking the straps to the rings. Lisa was relieved she could finally close her legs. She felt as if she were split up the middle. She put her arms down, but they left the straps on her wrists and ankles, letting her know she would soon be bound again. Lisa watched as they slowly took off their clothes, her eyes pinned to their crotch as they both slipped their zippers down, the bulge in their shorts making her smile in desire. They stood before her, only their shorts keeping their cocks from her eyes, the bulging hard cocks were excited at the thought of fucking her.

  Santiago was first to uncover his, letting his shorts drop to the floor, his hard cock bouncing free, a heavy ball sack hanging down. “Stroke it, Lisa,” he ordered her. She didn't hesitate, her hands reaching out, one gripping his balls tenderly and squeezing, the other wrapped tightly around the thick shaft, already pumping up and down. Her fingers squeezed harder when it passed over the sensitive head.

  She wet her lips as she stroked his cock, the thick member jerking in excitement when she touched it, the hot flesh growing larger in her expert hands. She let her fingernails run over the head, rewarded with a drop of shiny cum. Lisa's hand rubbed it up and down the shaft.

  Raul couldn't wait any longer, quickly stripping off his shorts, his cock bobbing free. “My turn, Lisa. Stroke my cock."

  She turned and looked at his cock, not as long as Santiago's, but thicker by at least an inch, the head was almost a dark purple as it throbbed in excitement when she touched it. He moaned when she squeezed his balls, hot and heavy and filled with cum. She stroked it just as she did with Santiago, up and down in full strokes, fingers tightening as they passed over the head, stopping to scrape her fingernail over the piss hole, coaxing out tiny drops of hot, sticky cum.

  "Both of us,” Santiago ordered. Lisa willingly complied, her two hands holding their thick cocks, eager to have them fuck her, eager to make them cum inside her.

  "Enough for now, Lisa. Get up and get on the table. On your back,” he ordered her, pulling her up, pushing her over to the small table. It would barely contain her back, the shortness ideal for its purpose. Her ass and head would not be on it. They had plans for her bondage first. She was pushed down onto her back, both of them eager to get inside her body, their cocks throbbing for release.

  She found herself hustled over to the table, pushed down on her back, Raul at her head, Santiago at the other end. Raul scooted her down farther until her head fell over the edge, hanging down, staring up at his hard cock bouncing close to her face. He took a leather strap and brought it over her upper chest, below her arms and tightened it, strapping her tightly to the table. Her arms were pulled back, arching up her breasts as they were bent down, her wrists quickly snapped to the table legs, arched up and bound. Raul moved closer, rubbing his naked cock on her face, his hips moving up and down as he ground his pulsating flesh on her face. Santiago was busy. Lisa caught a glimpse of a long spreader bar before her head was pushed down out of sight. She felt his hands on the inside of her knees fumbling with leather straps. His powerful hand urged her legs wider and wider as the long pole was placed between her knees. She felt him secure the other strap, the rigid bar leaving no slack, her legs spread wide. She figured that he could have spread them wider, almost like the couch when it felt as if he was going to split her up the middle.

  Santiago liked the way her body was opening up to him. The spreader bar was most effective, the bar placed between her knees, leather straps keeping it secured, her legs bowed back, her sex opening up nicely. He felt her resigned to the fact, seeing Raul already masturbating his cock on her face, eager to use her mouth as a receptacle for his cum, eager to plug her throat while she choked and gagged at the thick member. He began to ratchet the bar wider, feeling the bar slowly expand in the center, pushing out on her knees as it widened. Her body jerk when she felt the mechanical device open with no regard to the pain it would cause. Three more times the ratchet noisily opened, each time her legs widened by an inch, each time her sex seemed to flower open wider, muffled groans from her lips as her crotch began to split wider. “You might want to plug her mouth Raul. I want her open wider; I want her cunt split apart."

  She couldn't believe the bar as it widened, each time her crotch ached, each time the sound of the ratchet was followed by a painful spread of her legs. She groaned, her mouth filled with a hot cock as Raul took advantage of her split lips to plug the bulbous head of his cock into her mouth, slowly spreading her lips as she was forced to take the thick member. She felt him shift, his hands on her head as she slowly forced her face onto his cock, his large hands on the side of her head, keeping her trapped, eager to fuck her mouth and throat. She let her tongue lap at his cock head, eager to please him, eager to make him cum, hoping to avoid him fucking her throat. It hurt when they did that, her throat burning, her stomach churning as she choked and gagged on the man-size cock that were plugged into her throat. She had seen movies like Deep Throat, but had been unable to swallow a thick cock as they did. Each time she gagged, her throat only opening under the forced entry of the hard cock. Bill had told her he liked that, he liked the way he could make her choke on his cock. She tried to put the pain in her crotch out of her mind, concentrating her attention in servicing Raul's cock. She was forced to take it deeper, his hips beginning a gentle fucking motion. He slid the thick shaft in and out her oval lips. She tightened her mouth on it, wanting to make it as tight as her pussy, doing anything to keep it out of her throat. It seemed to be working. Raul groaned with pleasure.

  Santiago finally stopped spreading her legs, pleased with her widespread pussy. Her outer lips were pulled way back, her inner pink pussy exposed, even her clit was pulled out, the swollen bud still red from her orgasm. He could almost see inside her vagina, the opening slick with her juices. He wanted to see her asshole, which was obscenely spread between her cheeks. He pulled her legs up into the air. “Grab her legs, Raul.” Santiago saw the disappointment on his friend's face as he pulled his hard cock from her mouth, glistening in the spit and pre-cum slick on the thick shaft. The hard cock bounced as if it were disappointed at having to leave the hot cavern of her mouth.

  Lisa felt her legs being pulled up, up toward her head, her widely spaced thighs opening up, her ass pulling off the edge of the table as they doubled her in two, leaving her sex grossly exposed. She hoped Santiago would soon push his cock into her pussy. The excitement of being bound so obscenely as the two men ruthlessly took her, left her wet and aroused. She felt them tie the spreader bar to the strap that left her bound to the table, her legs lowering slightly until the slack was taken in. She turned toward Raul, her tongue licking her lips, her mouth opening in surrender. “Your cock. Put your cock back in my mouth,” she begged. She needed her body to be filled with their magnificent cocks, to be taken as ruthlessly as possible as she lay bound for their pleasure, masochistic thrills running through her body. This was what she loved, the complete submission, the taking of her body while she had no control, forced to accept whatever perversions they decided to thrust upon her naked body. “Mmm,” the only thing she could moan as she kept her lips tight as his cock slid into her mouth, feeling every bump, ridge and vein on the shaft as it slid across her lips. Her tongue raced to bathe the head again, relishing the salty, slippery juice leaking from the end, giving her a brief taste of what would soon fill her mouth to overflowing.

  "Yes, the American bitch is good with her mouth. She sucks like a two-dollar whore.” Raul loved the feel of her hot mouth on his cock, letting his balls hang down heavily on her chin as he forced her to take more of his cock. Her cheeks bulged out as the bulbous head filled her oral cavity.

  "You should see her daughters. Lovely little creatures, barely out of high school. I wonder if they take after their mother. I wonder if they desire to be taken as she does.” Santiago's cock hardened at the thought of Lisa's daughters, their young nubile bodies so ripe fo
r plucking. He would love to teach them the finer perversions, teach them the joy of submission.

  Lisa shook her head and muffled into the cock that plugged her mouth. “Mmggg.” No her daughters weren't like her—they are innocent virgins. Most men didn't indulge in the fantasies that raced through their minds, living in a world of missionary sex and periodic blow jobs. Not like these men who forced their fantasies of perversions onto females, willing or unwilling—the men Lisa sought out.

  Santiago couldn't wait much longer, his balls aching for release. His hands explored her wide open sex, her pussy lips were pulled back wide. Her pink insides still glistened with her juices from her orgasms. Her hole begged for a hard cock to take her. He let his fingers run up and down her slit, her hips rising up as best she could in the tight bondage. Her sex flowered open to his masturbating fingers, and her juices ran freely again. He teased his finger down lower, over her perineum, teasing the tiny patch of skin that separated her pussy from her anus. Her body shuddered as he tickled her sensitive skin. He let his finger slip between her cheeks. The wide expanse of her legs pulled back her crack until it was barely discernable. He let his fingers slide over her anus, a sudden gasp from her cock filled mouth as she realized how open she was to his touch. He saw the tiny hole, a dark brown puckered opening, barely big enough for a finger. She would have to stretch wide to take his cock but he would enjoy her gasps of pain. But first he wanted her hot, wet pussy.

  She shuddered as she felt fingers on her anus, realizing how open her ass was, knowing they would eventually want to sodomize her, sheath their hard cocks into her delicate anal tract, forcing her to massage their cocks until they bathed her bowels with their cum. She knew it would be painful at first, but she relished the first thrusts into her backside, unable to stop her clinging muscles to clench onto the hot flesh as it slowly stretched her until they sank into the depths of her bowels. The deep cramps in her stomach would give her the masochistic thrills she desired.