Taught to Submit: A Novel of Escape into Slavery

by Powerone

  She felt so good to him, clasping onto his cock when he withdrew, relaxing her muscles so he could drive into the depths of her pussy. He stroked her for a few minutes. Her groans and moans told him how much she was enjoying the fucking. “You like being bound and fucked, don't you, Christina?” He enjoyed taunting her, humiliating her at enjoying her submissiveness.

  She couldn't help it. Cirilo was good, drawing desires from her body. She always thought of herself as controlling, able to make boys do whatever she wanted, making them beg for her body. But here she was, an older man forcing his way into her body as she lay naked and bound, unable to stop him, forced to service him.

  Cirilo slowly withdrew his cock from her pussy, feeling her tighten on him as he did, knowing that she didn't want him to withdraw. He reached between her legs, gripping his cock, slick with her juices and ran it up between her cheeks until he pushed it against her anus.

  "No, please don't,” she begged. She wanted him back in her pussy, wanted to make him cum, make her cum, but she knew she couldn't stop him. He wouldn't be happy until he sheathed his cock inside her asshole. Edmundo's cock had hurt when he sodomized her, only Cirilo's tongue on her pussy had made it bearable.

  "Relax your anus, push back on my cock, open your asshole for my cock.” He knew if she cooperated, it would be easier. She was going to be tight, her anus so small compared to his cockhead. He felt her ass arch upward, pushing with his cock as he felt her anus opening. He rose up onto his hands, eager to see her anus as she let herself be sodomized. Her tiny hole seemed to flutter open, giving him the opportunity to breach her. His hips pushed down hard, his cock throbbed as it bent, but his hand kept it straight as he pushed in. Luckily her pussy made his cock slick, and feeling it suddenly open, his cock pushed in until it was gripped by her rectum. The muscles clenching on the unnatural assault, trying to push the thick member out.

  "Ooowww,” she screamed in pain, his cock feeling like it was tearing her anus. Her backside burned as he plunged into her. “Take it out! Don't move!” She didn't know what to do. It hurt going in, but she knew it would hurt going out. She was relieved he stopped, giving her the chance to get used to having something that big and hard inside her. Her muscles clenched and unclenched uncontrollably. She wanted him back in her pussy, not in her asshole. “Fuck my pussy. I'll give you a good fuck,” she begged him, looking over her shoulder, seeing the look of sheer joy on his face. She knew he wouldn't be happy until he was fully sheathed inside her. That was what she feared the most, the terrible burning and cramps his large cock would surely bring about as he sank into the depths of her bowels.

  He stroked her back, covered with a light sheen of sweat. “Relax, Christina. It will give you this delicious feeling of fullness once I'm deep inside. I'll teach you how to please me with your asshole. You want that, don't you? You want to please me.” He saw her look of resignation as she succumbed to her fate, providing him the pleasure he sought from her young, tight body.

  "Why are you doing this to me?” She couldn't understand why he did such things to her, why she allowed him. Even though she was bound, she still obeyed him, using her body to pleasure his hard cock. She knew he would allow her to cum while being sodomized this time. She couldn't fathom the depths of her depravity, how she would enjoy an act she always thought of as perverted, only performed on gays. She never thought any boy would rather have her asshole then her tight pussy.

  "I want you to arch up your ass. Push my cock inside you. I want you to feed my cock inside your hot, tight asshole.” He wanted her to sodomize herself.

  "No, I can't do that, it hurts too much.” She was already pushing up with her hips, driving her twin cheeks back onto him, feeling the head of his cock slowly drag into her asshole. She shuddered as her muscles clung tightly to his cock, feeling the throbbing member jerk inside her. It felt as if it pierced her soul, driving a spike deep into her body. She let it retreat, then pushed back against him, feeling her asshole opening. Each time his cock touched places deep inside her bowels, it jerked in pleasure. “Yes,” she moaned as one of his hands reached under her, pushing her hips higher to give him the access she wanted, access to her pussy. She moaned in pain as her driving hips pushed his cock deeper inside. A cramp tore into her stomach as he touched places inside her that shouldn't be touched. The pain was quickly replaced with the gentle touch of his fingers rubbing up and down her slit, making her hump back on his cock, fucking her asshole onto his cock like a two-dollar whore. “Yes, make me cum,” she urged him, his fingers bringing such pleasure to her body. Even the cock inside her asshole didn't hurt as much. Or maybe she just got pleasure from the pain, the masochistic thrill of being taken in such a ruthless manner extracting a pleasure from her body that she failed to comprehend. She let her body surrender to the feeling invoked with his hands and cock.

  He felt her push up hard onto his cock, feeling it bury itself deep into her clenching colon. He loved the way an asshole would cling to his cock no matter how many times it was sodomized, the body uncontrollably trying to force out the unnatural intrusion. It brought such pleasure to his cock. He had over three quarters of his long cock buried inside her, making it jerk, feeling the tremors as her body clung to it so tightly he thought she would squeeze the blood out the end. “A little deeper, Christina. I want it all the way inside you.” His fingers moved up to her clit, finding it swollen and engorged, almost like a tiny cock. It was all the motivation she needed, and urged her hips up again, groaning as she sank the final two inches of cock into her colon. The thick head forced aside all resistance.

  His fingers brought such pleasure to her, tapping at her clit, while two fat fingers pushed into her vagina, feeling as if she was being speared by a thick log between her legs. She was unable to differentiate his cock from his fingers. She felt the delicious fullness of being so completely taken. Almost every orifice of her body was filled. She felt another cramp, and her muscles tightened on his cock in defense, driving a deeper hurt in her backside. He purposely made his cock twitch inside her. The throbbing member extracted a delicious mixture of pain and pleasure from her body,

  Cirilo couldn't wait any longer. Her hot, tight asshole clung to his cock in pleasure, the need to cum and fill her bowels with his hot semen was his prime importance. “It is time to fuck, Christina. Time to take the full measure of my cock up your asshole. Please me with the contractions of your asshole, and I will make you cum. You want that don't you, Christina? Ask me to fuck your asshole and make you cum.” He wanted her to beg to be sodomized. That would be the final degradation.

  She could only hump up and down, his fingers bringing pleasure to her highly aroused body. His cock in her pussy drove her to the edge, feeling empty when he abandoned her pussy for her asshole. She bowed out her legs, anything to accommodate the thick cock inside her. He was fucking her now, feeling every ridge, bump and vein on his cock as he plunged in and out her clinging passage. Her silky insides uncontrollably brought him such pleasure. When he plunged inside her, he drove the air from her lungs as he slapped against her upraised ass cheeks. The noise was a reminder of what he was submitting her body to. But his fingers brought joy. They seemed to know exactly what she liked, bringing her senses to a fever pitch, yet each time he wouldn't let her cum. He knew exactly when to slow down or stop, to keep her on the edge. She tried to please him, tightening the muscles in her asshole, even though it hurt more. She knew he wouldn't let her cum until he did. He seemed to sense it, his cock taking her with more powerful strokes, burying himself so deep in her colon she thought he was tearing her. His fingers on her pussy drove her hips up to accept the punishing thrusts with abandon. “Fuck my asshole, you bastard,” she shouted. “Cum inside me with your filthy seed.” She wanted the familiar feeling of her insides bathed with cum. Edmundo taught her the pleasure of a cum enema.

  Cirilo was unable to last any longer. Her hot, tight asshole drew the cum up from his balls. His heavy sacks banged against her pussy from behind as
he fucked her. His body pressed hard against her as his hips continued the staccato thrusts that drove his cock in and out with such speed. “Can you cum for me, Christina? Cum while I bathe you tight asshole with my crème.” He didn't wait for an answer. His body pressed tightly over hers, almost crushing her to the bed as he fucked her asshole with all of his might, driving his cock deep into the depths with the power of a jackhammer. His fingers pinched her clit, and the sudden burst of pain on her delicate organ drove her hips up to meet his downward strokes, driving his cock into her bowels. Two fingers had become three, twisting and turning inside her pussy. It was almost as if he were masturbating his cock, but this time from within her.

  "Oh God,” her body shuddering. She felt his cock twitch inside her, felt the head swell, knowing he was ready to cum. She tightened her asshole, eager to please him, eager for him to reciprocate and make her cum. She clenched and unclenched until she felt the first blast. Her bowels were bathed with the fiery cum that shot out his cock as if it were a fire hose. That was all she needed. Her insides felt the hot cum, his fingers pinching her clit, his knuckles twisting and turning harshly inside her pussy until they finally sent her over the edge. The orgasm hit her like a locomotive. Her body shook as the pleasure ran up from between her legs to shoot into her brain. She felt her pussy drenching his hand as her body clung to his fingers and cock in pleasure, driving a second powerful shot of hot cum inside her bowels. Her nipples felt as if they were bursting, the blood rushing to the tips in pleasure, scraping painfully on the bed as she humped up and down on the spewing cock in her asshole. Another more painful pinch of her clit, drove another orgasm from her body. She was unable to separate the pain and pleasure as her body shook to the feelings that overcame her senses. Each time she thought she was finished, he would surprise her. His cock or fingers drove her back up again. Her body was weak in pleasure, taken to a higher plane, when another orgasm ripped through her.

  Finally he lay slumped over her body, his cock slowly sliding from her asshole, forced out by her clenching muscles. He pushed up, letting her catch her breath. He looked down between her legs, his milky white cum dripping out of her asshole. Tiny spasms forced it out, her red and swollen anus was slightly agape. He slapped her ass hard, the sound ringing out in the room. “What a great ass fuck you are, Christina."

  She felt the cum running out her asshole, staining the sheet between her legs, mixing with her cum to drench the silky sheets. Her asshole burned and throbbed, almost feeling as if he was still inside her. He spanked her ass, humiliated as he complimented her on her performance. She tugged on the bars that kept her spread open for him, a constant reminder of the control he had over her young body. She closed her eyes, and was relieved when he got up. She didn't want to see the look of pleasure on his face. She felt him take off the leather straps that kept her spread open for him. Her legs were finally able to close, trapping the pool of cum that quickly dried between them. She sat up, Cirilo sitting beside her. His hands moved over her body again as if he owned her. He lightly touched her breasts, running his hands over her nipples, his fingers quickly raised them to hard points.

  "Spread your legs,” he ordered, her obedience instantaneous. His fingers spread apart her lips, seeing her pussy, red and open, his cum drying quickly. He kissed her, pleased when her tongue moved inside his mouth to join his, her passion not erased. “Take a shower and come down for breakfast. You must be starving.” He closed the door, leaving her alone on the bed.

  PROLOGUE

  They were ready for the airplane, the airline having called to tell them it would be leaving at ten a.m. They had breakfast together at the hotel, the conversation focused on what they were going to do when they left. The excitement for Carnival in Rio seemed to have faded, though no said it directly. They gathered their bags and took a taxi to the airport, all of them looking over their shoulders to see if anyone was around, though they were not sure how they would handle it if someone was there.

  They sat in the terminal, waiting for the plane to board, having gone through security quickly. Tthe Panamanians were eager to protect their own country, not others. Christina was the first to see Edmundo and Jade next to the small store in the front of the airport. “Excuse me, I have to go to the ladies’ room,” quickly walking off. She rushed over to Edmundo and Jade when she was out of sight of the others. Jade hugged her, then kissed her passionately on the mouth, making Christina tingle.

  "Cirilo couldn't make it, but he wishes you weren't leaving. He and Edmundo would have loved to watch us make love.” Her hands reached down to grab Christina's ass, their pussies rubbing against each other.

  Christina shivered. The thought of making love to another woman excited her. The thought of Edmundo and Cirilo watching, and probably joining in later almost made her cum. “I wish I weren't leaving, but I must."

  Jade kissed her again, her tongue moving in Christina's mouth in a passionate kiss that almost made Christina cum. “Goodbye, my love,” she said, watching as Christina moved back into the waiting room.

  Every time Elise saw a uniform she quickly looked around, hoping to see Miguel, each time disappointed. When she saw Christina walking back she caught the glimpse of an officer's uniform, getting up as Christina sat down. “My turn, be right back,” almost running off. She walked near the customs office, finding Miguel standing against the wall, a smile on his face.

  "In here.” He quickly opened a nearby door, dragging Elise into the darkened room. He quickly kissed her, his arms wrapping around her body, pulling her tightly against him.

  She couldn't say anything, her mouth filled with his tongue, her hands pinned to her sides by his arms. His hands roamed freely over her body, quickly pulling up her skirt in the back, his hand sliding into her panties to clench her naked ass cheeks. She felt her juices beginning to soak her panties as his hand took liberties with her body. His finger pushed up against her anus, slipping through the tight ring into her rectum, massaging her muscle as her pussy was forced against his hard cock. It was almost as if she had no free will, a slave to Miguel, her body available anytime and anyplace.

  He finally released her, slipping his hand out of her panties, and pushing his finger into her mouth. “Come again to my country, senorita. And I do mean cum again. I will miss that lovely body. There is so much more I would have loved to train you to do, so much more you would have to perform for me.” He kissed her again, Elise rushed out of the room as their flight was called. Her heart raced at the thought of the things Miguel would do to her.

  Santiago came over to Lisa, her face surprised when she saw him. She got up, and Santiago kissed her hand. “Lovely as ever, senora. And your daughter, just as lovely."

  Lisa pulled him out of earshot of Christina. “I'm glad to see you. I was wondering if you would see me off, or if I was just a night of perversion for you and Raul."

  "I enjoyed you, Lisa. Such a delightful creature, so passionate. It is rare to meet one as beautiful as you are, with such a profound understanding of your sexuality. It is a shame you have to leave. The Carnival cannot rival what our small village has.” He pulled her hand down to the bulge of his crotch, and Lisa's hand instantly clutching the hard cock. “And you didn't even have time to visit my basement, or should I say my dungeon. I have collected the most exquisite bondage furniture over the years, the girls in my village do not understand the finer perversions in life. Not like you do. I will miss you."

  Lisa thought for a moment. “I'll be right back.” She left, leaving Santiago standing there, trying to hide the hard cock her hand had provoked. Elise was just returning, sitting next to Christina, both of them with a forlorn look on their face. “Girl's, while we were here, I met a delightful gentlemen and had a wonderful time. I know I promised you Carnival, but what about staying her for the rest of our vacation?” She held her breath, knowing it was a long shot, having them stay in Bocus Del Toro.

  Elise's eyes shot open, the thought of staying sending shivers up her spine.
She tried to contain her enthusiasm, not caring to explain that her lover was an older man, who shared her body with others. “I want you to be happy, Mother. I will be willing to stay her for the next week and a half. I have met some people I know will keep my occupied.” She tried to conceal her enthusiasm.

  "Me too. I met some nice people. It would be a good learning experience, to meet people of another culture, and I want you to be happy.” She grinned, unable to contain herself. The thought of her tongue licking Jade's pussy as Cirilo and Edmundo watched exciting her. Would she be able to cum while being eaten?

  "As I promised, you are both grown women. I will not ask any questions or demand an account for your whereabouts. You will be free to enjoy this lovely country and all it has to offer. Just keep in contact so I know you are safe. Then it's agreed. We will stay. I'll be right back.” Lisa rushed off to Santiago.

  "My girls and I have decided to stay for another week and a half. Think that's enough time to show me your dungeon? You can pick me up at my hotel at seven tonight.” She whispered into his ear. “And my pussy will be soaked in anticipation.” She left him standing there, grinning from ear to ear.

  "Let's go girls. We'll see if we can get rooms at that lovely hotel again.” They moved toward custom area again, getting into the three lines.

  "Back so soon, Senora?” The guard recognized Lisa, quickly looking through her luggage and letting her go. “Thank you, Senora, enjoy your stay again."