Cruel Devices 3: Forbidden Punishment Collection (Extreme Dark Defloration Bondage)
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The entire wheel spins and the world turns into a blur. My head grows heavy and my vision fuzzy as faces and cocks rush by, eventually slowing and slowing until the wheel comes to a stop before a new man.
“The wheel has chosen,” comes the chant.
I lift my head and take in his teenage body as he steps forward between the spokes and my legs. He shakes, but whether though nerves or excitement I do not know as he places his hands on my legs and pushes them further apart.
I would know that touch anywhere, the birth mark below his nipple.
I shake my head at him, eyes wide and terrified.
I scream at him in my head. “Tobin, no. What are you doing?”
All the while my cheeks burn with shame, that he was not the one to take my virginity as we had so often planned, that I had not let him take me in the forest earlier.
Or perhaps he knew about the initiation all along? Perhaps this is his initiation, a test in front of his male peers.
He doesn’t respond, pressing my legs wide and stepping between them to place his cock in my yawning cunt. He straightens his weapon slowly, seizing me by the hips to hold me in position and thrusting forward with a moan of pleasure. It is the same sound he made when we sunk into the natural springs beyond the Black Hills, steam rising around us as our naked bodies heated in the warm water.
I cry out as his cock moves past my delicate lips, my flesh yielding under his powerful and desperate penetration. I knew his cock had girth, not length, but it feels as though a wrist has entered me, so hard it is.
He screws me with all his strength, one hand splayed out on my chest as he continues his assault. He pulls me towards him as much as he can muster with every thrust. Every time my wrists strain, bleeding into the rope that binds them so tight against the spokes. His penis disappears up to the balls and he collapses over me momentarily, breathing through the hood hot against my face as he stands back and continues the fucking.
I watch as he takes me. Between us there is nothing, no sign I am sheltering such a bulbous, abnormal prick.
“Ah,” he snaps, hurtling forward until his balls mash up against my buttocks and his cock begins to spew sperm deep into the already filled recesses of my womb.
He jerks and spasms there for what seems an eternity.
When he pulls away his cock is streaked, painted white with sperm, streaks of blood and my lost innocence adding to the terrible mix.
He folds back into the darkness and the wheel is spun again.
“The wheel has chosen.”
The next man is squat, small and obese, but his cock is different, a goliath of a weapon the size of a tree branch, its giant head a fearsome red.
He steps towards me with his leaking member in hand laughing.
I cry quietly, tears running down my neck and onto the wheel as takes hold of my breasts and pushes them against each other, head dipping down to suck on the dark masts until they’re painfully erect and filled with feeling.
He lines up his cock with my creamy cunt and guides himself in with agonising leisure.
The enormous spear of the man travels into my body with slow, deep thrusts. I’m soon streaming with tears, only my heavy breathing and stifled grunts leaving my fluttering nostrils every time the prick bottoms out inside my tight passage.
He squats slightly and his prick finds a new angle, pointing into the ceiling of my insides and starting once more my climb towards climax.
Not again. Not so soon.
A dark-skinned man, a slave perhaps, steps into the space between the spokes next to my head and holds my face in his hand.
“Open your mouth,” he commands.
I open my lips as my back slides on the wood below with each beating thrust into my slackened orifice.
The man at my sides lifts his semi-hard cock up and moves it between my lips. Its head moves into my mouth salty and silky as his shaft runs along my tongue and towards my throat.
I have never had a cock in mouth. Many times Tobin requested such a service, but I always denied him, only now to be taken by a member as strange and as foreign to my lips as the sweets from India or the New Lands.
“Mmm,” the man huffs, dragging himself back before fisting my hair up in his hand and running deeper. I breathe around him, trying hard to adjust myself as I’m constantly assaulted from the front.
The man between my legs stiffens, pulls free and ejaculates directly over my slit, his creamy slime running into my ass crack and over the tight taint of my anus to dribble off the wheel.
This grotesque display only makes the man in my mouth even more excited. He becomes violent, shifting himself so far into my throat I gag and cough, eyes wide with the lack of oxygen as his pubis smoothers my face, his balls tight against my chin and neck. My mouth is soon distorted and gagged by the huge, hard member and can proffer no sound as the gland strikes the bottom of my throat.
The man stiffens up, his balls heavy, and withdraws his prick from my lips only to stroke himself over my face.
“Keep your mouth open.”
I comply as he masturbates his cock firmly.
Suddenly it jerks and a pearly drop of sperm appears at the tip. He slows down his movements and squeezes tighter around the shaft, every time he pulls downwards resulting in a flood of sperm spurting forth.
The first ejection thickens in my mouth, splashing over my cheeks and neck as he pulls again and another spurt coats my forehead.
“Such a pretty little face you have covered in my seed,” the man laughs, his spent cock quickly reducing between his legs. He steps back into the perimeter of the room and another man comes forward, his cock scarred and ugly. He spares no time driving it into my mouth, hands cradled around my head as he rocks it back and forth over his cock.
He comes fast, spilling his seed directly into my gullet as I suck and swallow.
The wheel spins again, my head painful and body alert as I rotate.
I’m relieved to see the next individual has a member of what I assume to be regular size. Unlike the others, he approaches me like a lover, using his hands to scoop out the seed that has accumulated at the bottom of my cunt and running kisses over my legs and thighs before his tongue spears right into the hot centre between them.
He fucks me with his tongue, looping the tip around the bump above until I’m moaning and lifting in my bonds, no longer caring about how they dig into my skin.
I’m just about to release when he stands and directs his member inside me. I accommodate him easily after the previous fuckings.
He moves with a short, sharp strokes.
A true lover, I think. Compassionate to my needs.
Suddenly he reaches forward to slap me hard across the face. My cheek is on fire as he strikes me from the other side.
He attacks my breasts, my stomach, forehanded and backhanded, belting and striking me as his eyes turn angry and he digs his fingers deep into my hips as he lunges forward into my teenage body.
He is the most violent yet, giving no regard to the way the wheel rubs against my skin below, thrashing and pressing deeper with powerful thrusts, calling me names and cursing me as he starts to shake and spasm.
Each thrust presses right against the top of my vagina. The feeling grows, building and building while my mind tries to tamper it down to no avail, a boat rushing towards the rocks as “ah!” I come again, my baby cunt convulsing with such force it drives the cock inside it out completely to spurt and dribble over my belly.
Unsatisfied, grumpy, the man moves back into the shadows as the wheel is spun again.
I wait for the words.
“The wheel has chosen,” comes the mantra.
My head rests sideways on the spoke, seed drying in a viscous layer on my skin as I watch the men around the room stroke and jerk their pricks back to erection.
It must be over. I can endure no more.
The answer comes as the bonds around my ankles are undone, but the men are far from finished.
T
he wheel spins again and I have to brace my feet against the spokes to stop myself sliding off.
My head swims with dizziness as finally the wheel comes to a rest and the man between my legs gives a cheer, stepping forward with eager cock in hand.
He steps between the spokes, but instead of placing himself inside me, he takes my ankles and presses my legs back until my knees bend and come against my breasts, my ass lifting off the wheel. He steps forward closer and holds me under the thighs, bending me in half.
Ass and cunt exposed to him, I have no idea his intention until he places his huge phallus between my buttocks.
No! Please!
He spits down between us and rubs in the spittle around my taint with the bulb of his prick, using the lubrication to begin the vile act of buggering me.
He pushes forward, but his enormous gland simply glances off the tiny hole given how contracted it is in fright. He shifts his cock up into the bottom of my cunt, lapping up the wetness and seed there and running his member back up against my asshole.
He lifts his pelvis up and weighs over me with all his strength, brutally pushing at the flesh of my rectum until slowly he moves into my dry arse, the delicate membranes of my anal canal on fire as his head presses inside.
I whimper between gritted teeth as he screws into the muscular ring. I know that under his hood is a face lit with excitement as this opportunity to steal my forbidden virginity. His fingers claw at the soft flesh under my thighs as he pulls back and drives back hard, burying a little more of his cock into clamped confines of my ass.
Back and forwards he goes, each time burrowing a little deeper until he shakes, his orgasm flooring him and gifting my anal passage with a copious ejaculation.
He withdraws and my asshole closes.
The wheel spins again and the next man chooses my arse as well, running deeper than the man before until my stomach feels like it shall be pushed into my mouth.
What’s strange is that my ass tunes fast to his strokes, stretching and complying to even the grandest cocks in the room as a different sense of fulfilment overcomes my body and the now familiar feather of climax caresses my body with new intensity.
The shame, the humiliation of the act adds to the fire and I find myself trying to press forwards to meet the man’s shameful thrusts, whispering in my head for him to open me up.
My head is tilted sideways and another cock enters it. I take it eagerly now, using my lips to close and pull on the glans, running the very tip of it along the shaft and flicking the slit that bears such bountiful fruit.
I realise I have been approaching this the wrong way, that if I am to be bound and held captive, I should allow myself to enjoy it, even the pain. Perhaps that is the lesson to be taught here.
You will never forget me.
I suck and twirl my tongue, taking the cock in my mouth as deep down my throat as it will go, closing my muscles around it as the man loses his mind and deposits. He leaves as I concentrate on squeezing and releasing the muscles in my vagina and anus, soon bringing the man currently fucking me close to his end.
This last man enjoys my frenzied contortions. I feel his long prick palpitate inside me with pleasure at the sound of my screams as he uses long, slow strokes to run across the entire floor of my cunt. I squeeze my buttocks together, but this only increases his sensation and pleasure as he flicks at my nipples and takes a full breast in his fingers, squeezing and pushing it across my chest as he brutally takes me.
The next climax comes and my cries are no longer human. My mouth froths and dribbles, my tortured body covered in sperm, tears and sweat as thick desire continues to pour of my fiery cunt and onto the slicken spokes below.
The wheel spins again, and again, and again.
It spins all night as I am coated and cleaned, washed with pails of water and then taken from the front, behind, by two men crouched over each other at once, laughing and pulling at my hair as my body continues to betray me.
My desire is never-ending, my now wide holes willing and constantly wet from either sperm or my own reserves of moisture.
Finally, all six figures gather around me in a circle, chanting “the wheel, the wheel, the wheel,” as they masturbate and unleash what is left in their balls over my opened body.
The man who led me in claps his hands together, the sound hollow and dead. “The ceremony is complete.”
Men move forward to undo the restraints around my wrists. They help me sit up, the milky crust that’s sheeted over my entire body cracking, back stiff and rubbed raw from its time on the wheel.
I look down as the bonds around my ankles are released.
My face drips with tears over the events that have just transpired. My mouth remains open in shock. Between my legs my poor little cunt is deformed, the thick lips of my sex swollen and raw from the friction of six men. My asshole twitches, unable to close in full it has been skewered so.
I am helped down from the wheel, but as soon as I go to stand, my legs weaken and I collapse.
I’m lifted back up to my feet, walking bowed and wary of the deep soreness in my cunt and ass as climbing each stair becomes a significant effort.
My cloak is wrapped around my body and I am carried outside to a waiting horse, lifted up and screaming out when my tender cunt comes against the leather saddle. The horse gallops off, the rider dressed in dark clothing and also hooded, each stride a painful reminder of how many men my body has just taken.
The rider helps me down in front of the farmhouse that bears such happy memories of my childhood. They pull off their hood to reveal the kind face of my mother.
She smiles, kissing the only patch of my face that isn’t clouded and crusted with sperm.
“My angel,” she says. “I am so proud. You are now a woman.”
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