by Powerone
Her legs moved back and forth; each time her legs spread wider, she felt her pussy open up and her lips peeled back obscenely. When it was two and half feet wide, she felt the masochistic pleasure of her split-open crotch, but the cruel device didn’t care, bent on spreading her open for the gradually rising dildo from the floor. The head was completely revealed; now, the thick shaft began to rise up from the floor. It was black like the head, but it wasn’t smooth. Thick veins ringed the shaft like vines on a tree, torture enough on the soft walls of her pussy, but there were also nodules and bumps on the shaft, some small, but others were hard and protruded. They would stretch her elastic walls as they passed through to rub and chafe her tender flesh as it pushed inside her.
When her legs were almost three feet wide, there was another change. She felt it on her arms and neck. When the dildo rose up, the pillory began to slide down; Faith realized too late that the pillory was on a track on both sides. It would break her ankles when her body was bent, but the wooden blocks turned in the tracks as they moved. Her head began to move down; her ass began to rise up obscenely. It was only three times it moved down before she saw it. Another mirror behind her was revealed to the mirror in front of her. She could see her ass as though she stood behind her. Her buttocks were parted wider each time she spread her legs, her tiny brown anus revealed in a sea of white flesh. As her legs spread wider and her head went lower, the pucker of her tiny hole began to open as if offered up her virgin hole to an unseen lover.
The dildo rose majestically from the floor; the domed head topped the long, thick shaft. It was as though it knew exactly where her pussy was, her body bent over submissively to be impaled once it rose up high enough. Faith couldn’t stop the blazing lust between her legs, the only thing that her pussy could clench was the gleaming dildo, or it would kill her with unfulfilled pleasure. Her thighs ached from clenching and unclenching her muscles to spread and close her legs, but it was the pleasure she was after, the pain small in comparison to what she would feel when the dildo entered her.
She looked, and then, she felt it. It was cold and demanding, her breathing raced in shame and excitement as the dildo touched the wet lips of her pussy. Faith spread her legs wide to keep them open as her thighs strained. It forced her pussy lips far apart, and the spread of her legs sent the dildo up another notch; Faith gasped as she felt it spread her labia apart by its sheer size. She couldn’t stop her hips as they tried to rock back and forth and she hoped to make the dildo touch her clit. She had never seen her clit stand out so hard and red as it begged for attention but was denied by the strict bondage.
“OOOH, tttoooo big.” The sudden panic hit her as she felt the dildo at the entrance of her vagina. It would never fit without tearing her up the middle. Faith felt her pussy open painfully, her body frozen. She let the sharp pain build up as the tight ring of her pussy tried to stretch to accommodate the size of the domed head. She tried to ride the pain, her legs pushed open even wider in hopes to take it inside her, but all that did was force her head down farther and her ass to rise submissively.
“NNNoooo, nnnno moorre!” She looked in the mirror just as the thick head began to enter her, her pussy muscles no longer able to keep it out. She felt the painful entry as it breached her opening and popped into her pussy like a giant rock. She couldn’t stop her muscles as they clenched in spasms around it possessively as if she didn’t want it to leave. Her body froze, her legs spread wide, afraid of closing them to make it worse as her pussy muscles would clench tighter.
Breathe, Faith, breathe deeply. She tried to calm herself, but everything told her that she should be fearful. Her legs were spread so wide that her crotch felt as if she was split up the middle, her pussy was wrapped tightly around a thick dildo that would only go deeper; the only saving grace was the juices that flowed freely from her body. My pussy feels tortured around the dildo, so why am I wet? She finally regained her breathing and tried to calm her nerves. She looked into the mirror to see the giant dildo pushed up into her pussy. She was sure there was no way she would get it out of her. Her only hope was to fuck it. So far, this evil device had anticipated everything she would do. She had to hope that it would continue to do so.
She began to close her legs, and she felt her pussy clench on the massive-domed head that stretched her. She could move her legs six inches before going the other way, her crotch ached when they were spread a foot wider. She closed them and opened once again, as she felt the thick head stretch her pussy even more, as it changed to a dull ache when her insides cramped around the massive head. She looked, all of the head disappeared inside her, and now, the first part of the shaft began to penetrate her. She could feel the ridges, bumps and veins rub on her stretched hole as her pussy closed around it. It wasn’t hot like a man’s cock. She knew more of it would fuck her, so it was strange to have it inside. Would it make me cum?
Faith began to fuck it energetically; her hips moved from side to side as she felt it stretch her. Her head was forced to go lower, her ass rose higher and her pussy sucked in the giant dildo as she rode it. It felt so big inside her; the ridges and the veins on the shaft scraped and scratched at her delicate pussy, the elastic walls already stretched tautly around it. Faith’s body gleamed with sweat; her buttocks clenched and unclenched as she grabbed the dildo inside her. It felt like the big head was trying to drive through her cervix and into her womb. Each time she spread her legs, it banged harshly, though it didn’t make her stop moving. She was going to cum and nothing could stop her any longer.
Her legs spread as wide as they could, her anus pulled open, her pussy lips stretched wide until her crotch ached. She slapped her legs closed quickly to trap the dildo for a second and then spread her legs wide again. She felt the dildo move, not deeper, but it pulled back, then it went back in. It began to fuck her. Somehow, it knew she was going to cum. In spite of the pain of her tortured thigh muscles, her legs spread and clenched faster, going from over three feet wide to almost closed then open again. Faith looked into the mirror to see the dildo move, not like before, it moved a couple of inches out before it pushed back in. Inside, she felt the thick ridge around the head draw back along her flesh like a battering ram. She moved faster, her legs spread wider; Faith wanted it to take her harder and deeper. She was rewarded with success as it pulled out and then back in, over three inches slid in and out. She saw the black dildo glisten with her juices.
Searing-hot pain tortured her inside and out as the dildo fucked her ruthlessly. She clamped the mouth of her pussy on the dildo that reamed her out and clenched on the shaft as if it were a man’s cock that she tried to please. Faith concentrated on the pulsating, surging contractions of her pussy, wanting to ride the pleasure that built in her body. She couldn’t believe her legs could open and close so fast, but when she saw the thick head draw her pussy lips out when it withdrew, it spurred her on. Back in it plunged, feeling the thick cock fill her like nothing before. She drew the dildo in with her inner muscles, the thick veins and nodules touched every tense nerve in her body.
Her climax began when her nerves were stretched to the limits of endurance. A dildo that could sense her every thought fucked, stretched and filled her. Her pussy lips stretched around the shaft of the dildo as it slid in and out relentlessly with only one purpose, to make her cum. And cum she did, her pussy muscles tightened around the dildo as if she could milk cum from it. Her pussy rippled as she came. Faith’s hair was plastered to her forehead from the sweat. The evil device made her buck, and her body thrashed so hard against the bolts that held it to the floor as she rode it to climax.
A series of orgasms raced through her body like a wave ebbing and then another wave, higher and more prolonged. “Fuck me, Michael! Fuck me hard!” Her squeals of pleasure echoed through the room; her body vibrated on the dildo that continued to ride her hard. A combination of pain and ecstasy raced through her body. Forced to ride the inhuman dildo, forced to climax from the relentless thrusts and the painful stretch
ing, she came all over the dildo until her body couldn’t stand it. She finally slumped in the tight bondage, her legs came together, and her pussy still contracted around the dildo that was still hard and strong.
Faith could hear her own breathing, her heart still raced, her naked body covered in sweat. No matter that she had just cum, the dildo refused to leave her pussy, still stretched tightly around it like a rubber band. She should be satisfied, but with the hard dildo inside her, it was as though she hadn’t made her lover cum. It took something away from her own climax, an unsatisfied lust that was still in her body. She lay slumped for almost half an hour, or at least, it felt that long. She looked in the mirror, the dildo had pulled out, but the head still stretched the mouth of her pussy open wide. She looked into the second mirror, her naked buttocks thrust out, her cheeks parted lewdly, her dark-brown anus stretched open. She tried to move her legs or arms out of the device, but it kept her trapped.
“WWWHHOSH!” A cold breeze blew through the room, so strong that the bookcase that served as the door closed partially until only a sliver of light shone through. The candles flickered, first one then another blew out, then another as if someone or something moved along the line of candles and blew them out. The room began to grow darker, until there was only one candle that was lit, the one behind her. The flame flickered and threatened to go out. Then, almost as if it changed its mind, it flickered back to life.
In spite of the sweat that still drenched her body and her overheated skin, Faith felt the bite of cold air touch her body. From her nipples that swelled like thermometers, to the lips of her pussy that chilled from the wet cum that still coated them, to the pucker of her anus that clenched tight, Faith felt the ominous presence of something in the room. The darkened room was lit by a single candle. Another whisper of air rushed around her bound body, and then, she felt the shiver of icy air behind her. She looked into the mirrors, partially covered with a fog from the cold, but she made out a cloud behind her as if it was steam, but it didn’t go away. Faith felt the contractions of her pussy muscles on the dildo that still kept her spread open from inside.
“Is that you, Michael?” Her voice quivered in nervousness, an apprehension overcame her body. The air in the room grew thick, Faith unable to fill her lungs, her hair rustled with static electricity. She felt an invisible touch on her buttocks, her buttocks tried to clench closed in defense, but the tight bondage prevented her from doing anything but making her anus dance in delightful contractions. She felt a frozen touch on her dangling breasts and froze her nipples into painful hardness. It felt as if they’d break off if touched by a warm hand.
She could barely talk, her throat strained by paralysis. Her heart raced, as the touch moved to her nipples again, the defenseless tips felt like sharp claws tightened on them then a rough sandpaper of dry, cold, leathery skin rasped over them but nipples responded to the perverse touch. Faith felt the familiar glow of arousal between her legs, but it caught fire; this time, her pussy still filled with the giant dildo.
“Do you want your evil device to make me cum again, Michael?” She didn’t know whether Michael wanted her to do it, but she did. She felt the heat between her legs, the last orgasm felt as if it was so long ago. She didn’t wait for an answer; she slowly spread her legs, feeling the drying cum on her pussy lips pull apart. The dildo began to move. It pulled out until the head almost yanked free when Faith’s legs opened wider. She began to close them. The dildo changed direction and coursed up to penetrate her once again. She felt the bumps and ridges excite her inner flesh once again.
Faith saw it form behind her, just like the night it took her virginity. A dark cloud began to form, as it grew thick, dark, and transparent, but there for her to see. Her nipples felt like they’d burst, the tips frozen with her pounding blood, but it was her ass that she feared. A terrible cold rushed over her cheeks, none more than down her crack. It felt like frost was on her anus, the tight muscles contracted from the cold. She began to pump her legs open and closed, faster and faster as the dildo began to excite her pussy once again. It filled her and then pulled out and sucked her insides out with the terrible vacuum behind it that the head created as it pulled out. “I want to feel you, Michael?”
She writhed and twisted as the dildo began to fuck her restrained body, but her body was on edge from the thing that was behind her, the cold presence that touched her obscenely on her virgin anus. She spread her legs wide, wider than before, wanting to please Michael with her submission. She looked into the mirror again, the black being stood between her spread legs, the white glow of something came from his body. It started as a small dot, but grew larger and grew brighter. It wasn’t quite waist high, and she could feel the cold come off it as it lengthened.
Faith heard the voices inside her head, not through her ears, but through her mind. “You are mine while you’re in my house. Be fearful, for I’ll show you the sexual pleasure and pain that only I can bring to your lovely body. I’ll make you perform the most obscene perversions imaginable; your body will be penetrated in every single hole, some at the same time. Not only pleasure, but also you’ll feel the sexual pain that excites me and gives me pleasure. I’ll do things to you that you’d never expect a man to do to a woman, painful things, for I’m not a man, I have no morals to satisfy, only my animalistic lust. You’ll serve me in any manner I crave; your body will be unable to resist my most perverse desires. I know you, Faith, ever since I took you as a girl. I waited for the time when you’d be ready for me. That time is now.”
She knew she couldn’t resist him, ever since the day she was eighteen and he took her doggy style on her father’s bed, young and innocent. She’d worked up to this since then, waiting, wanting the day when she could sexually satisfy him with her body. It was her destiny, given to her by her mother. She began to fuck the dildo harder and faster as she rode the pumping dildo inside her to the crescent of her desires; the blunt head slammed into her cervix that made her cry out, but she thrust again with just as much force and determination. All the while, her eyes were glued to the being behind her and the light that grew as if she’d aroused an erection with her naked body.
Faith felt sharp nails dig into her buttocks and tear her flesh until she felt the wetness of her blood. They dug down into her skin until it found the flesh of her pussy from behind, the talons were cold and sharp when they ran over her perineum and touched the edge of her outer labia. She felt the pinpricks on her sensitive skin that surrounded the dildo that continued to thrust in and out of her. She felt the wetness, not her juices, but her blood. It was fully erect behind her, or at least, she thought it might be. It was massive, just like the dildo that fucked her or the one that fucked her when it took her virginity. Too big for a girl, but it was as though she was made to accept it, built only to give it pleasure.
The penetrations were faster now and deeper; the dildo sliced through her like a knife. Faith could feel her arousal build in her body as if she hadn’t cum in weeks, never mind minutes. The dildo fucked her, but she wanted that glowing cock that was behind her, wanting to feel what it inside her. Will it be hot like the bright light or cold like the room? The only thing she knew for sure was that it wouldn’t be hot like a man’s cum when it filled her.
Faith cried out when she felt a huge, icy knob nuzzle between her buttocks. She waited for it to fuck her, expecting it, wanting it, but she wasn’t prepared when the cold, dry cock slid between her buttocks to rub across her anus and send the tiny hole into frigid spasms that racked her body. She didn’t stop fucking herself with the dildo, but her insides clenched in defense on the dildo as she tried to clamp her virgin anus tight. The dildo refused to stop fucking her as it rasped painfully along her frightened pussy muscles.
She heard his voice in her head again. This time, it spoke softly but thick with lust and a wicked, sadistic delight. “I have not taken you here yet,” his voice teased her as the cold head of his cock probed the rosette of Faith’s shrinking anus. She coul
dn’t move, the evil device keeping her pinned and spread for him, even while she continued to fuck the dildo. Her anus went into uncontrollable spasms as the frozen cock began to stretch her anus wider, but the painful coldness made it shrink away.
“Not that way, not there,” Faith pleaded as her anal ring began to stretch open around the demanding cock. This was sodomy, an act that she never expected to be forced to perform, but he had told her she would perform the vilest perversions. She couldn’t control the contractions of her buttocks or the muscles of her anus; trying hard to please Michael with fucking the dildo at the same time she tried to protect her virgin ass. She cried madly out in protest when her body yielded and the protective ring of her anus gave way to the onslaught of the cold weapon. It popped through the virgin muscle and into the warmth of her rectum.
“No, no, I don’t want to, please take it out,” she begged fitfully as the cold cock flexed and the thick, cold shaft shuddered against the muscles of her rectum, sending them into spasms of defense. She heard the voice in her head speak to her again. “Cum for me and I’ll take it out.”
She felt it flex again and stretch her rectal walls that clung to the cold cock possessively. Her legs became a blur when she summoned up all her strength to pump her legs open and closed as wide and fast as she could. She went mad with the sensations, ready to explode again. It was the fear, the fear that he would ram the inhuman, cold cock up her ass in a single thrust if she didn’t cum as he demanded. She could feel the frigid cock move inside her; her rectal muscle rippled along the head in defense, trying to force it out before it would fuck deep into her bowels. Her anal ring was stretched wide, even while it tried to shrink from the frigid cold.
“I wish I could feel you cum in my pussy,” Faith begged, but it was too late as she squirmed helplessly against the dildo. Her pussy muscles clamped down on it to squeeze it greedily and try to milk it as she cried out in delight and pleasure, feeling her climax as she exploded. She rode the dildo as she came; her hips moved from side to side, all the while the cold cock in her virgin ass stretched her in a place she never expected to be entered. She felt it jerk and shudder as her muscles involuntarily sucked and gripped it, but it never came in her, Faith finally succumbed to her pleasure and collapsed on the evil device. She felt the strange tremor in her anal ring as the cold cock pulled free. She looked in the mirror behind her as the dark cloud disappeared without a trace. It was ten minutes before she could move her tired muscles. When she tried to close her legs, she was surprised that the wooden blocks moved all the way to the center. As they touched, she heard the wonderful sound of a loud click. She pulled her legs out of the wooden blocks at the same time she opened up the pillory. She could barely straighten up; her back creaked as she did. She grabbed her clothes and blew out the candle as she made her way to the entrance. She opened it up to the library, surprised that it was almost dark outside. How long was I in there, fucking myself for Michael? I hope he was pleased with me.