by Powerone
Justine knew she was in trouble when Edward stood in front of her and her mouth wasn’t too far away from his crotch or anyone else’s. He went behind her, and she could feel his hot breath blow on her thighs as he kneeled behind her. He grabbed an ankle and pulled it far to one side. He pushed her ankle through the hole and secured it. Her feet wouldn’t go flat on the floor. The crosspiece was up too high, so she had to balance on her toes. Then, he did the other, but her crotch had to open wide. When her other leg was secured, she balanced precariously on her toes, but it was the way she felt her cheeks and pussy lips part lewdly from the wide spread of her legs. It made her crotch ache. But, at last, she’d get fucked, and from the bulge in Edward’s pants, she’d get fucked properly.
Edward stood in front of her and began to undress. He smirked when he pushed his pants down and revealed the leather pouch that held his cock and balls.
His cock bulged out obscenely in the tight leather pouch. Justine couldn’t wait to see it in all its glory and then feel it between her legs. He moved in front of her. He held her head as he rubbed his cock and balls on her face. She felt the soft leather rub on her, but it was the throbbing cock that she wanted to feel naked. She didn’t even care if he put it in her mouth.
He’d wait for her mouth until he taught her some manners. He deserted her, and she couldn’t turn her head as he went to the far wall where the whips and chains were neatly organized on pegs. He picked up a flogger, a lovely black and leather flogger with twenty falls. The leather was soft and supple but would provide a nice sting when it found flesh. He walked softly back behind her to not arouse her of his return. He wanted to surprise her.
Everyone looked at her, but she didn’t know why. She couldn’t see Edward and that worried her.
“SSSPLLLAATTT!” People jumped with the first slap of the flogger on her flesh. It rang out in the room like the sound of a bullet. But it was the next sound that they enjoyed, the shrill cry of a woman that was whipped.
“OOOOWWW!” She’d seen other people get whipped, and she felt a crop tap against her flesh, but it was nothing like this. Something big and hard raced across her buttocks with such authority. It felt like a dozen riding crops found her buttocks and beat her flesh. It stung all the way to the bone. It made it worse that she couldn’t see behind her. She didn’t know what to expect.
“SSSPLLAATT!” It was followed by Justine’s answer. “OOOOWWWW!”
It hurt worse than last time. Her buttocks were ablaze in pain, but she had little time to comprehend, for the next blow came instantly. She could barely catch a breath.
Edward was skilled with the flogger. With her ass pushed back and her legs spread wide, all of her body was exposed to him. He worked on her thighs, hearing her cry out as the leather falls wrapped around each soft thigh with such intensity. He made sure that he got close to her pussy without touching it.
Then, he went to work on her buttocks once again, but this time, he made sure that the falls went along her crack. He saw her clench her cheeks and struck her, but he waited before the next blow and she couldn’t keep her cheeks clenched tight. The minute they relaxed, the flogger swung through the air. Her cry grew louder and desperate as the falls found their target and shot between her cheeks to find her unprotected anus.
She couldn’t understand how she could get used to being whipped. It still stung when he hit her, but she felt something else at the same time. He worked over her thighs, but all she could think about was the air blowing over her pussy as the whip lashed her thigh so close. It had to be some type of flogger with many falls that struck her, and her thoughts were of one or two of the falls missing their target and finding the soft folds of her pussy from behind. Would it hurt or would it make me wetter? She was confused.
Then, he worked on her ass again. Her buttocks automatically clenched tight when she was struck, but all she felt was her inner muscles clench tight as though she hoped to trap a cock in her pussy. He didn’t strike her rhythmically, making her defenseless. He waited patiently until her cheeks couldn’t clench that tight any longer, and the next blow caught her directly on her anus. The whip exploded on her vulnerable hole. It felt as though the falls were trying to drive inside her rectum. Her anal ring was forced open by the power of the blow. It burned deep into her rectum. She clenched her cheeks, but it was too late and worthless for he was patient.
He caught her by surprise that time on her anus, but when he saw her tighten, he swung the flogger up from the floor. His aim was good.
She should’ve thought about what she wished for. The whip hit her pussy and slapped on the wet, delicate flesh with a decisive thud. She could feel each fall attack her slit to slide through her pulled-back lips to slap on the wet, pink inner flesh. She cried out.
He didn’t hit her with the same force as her buttocks, but he didn’t shy away from making sure that she didn’t appreciate the slap on her pussy. He raised the flogger up between her legs, but this time, he swished it back and forth between her legs, hitting her multiple times as the falls sought out her intimate flesh.
Her body jerked each time the flogger hit her, but she could barely move or escape. She could feel every fall that slapped her.
Her body’s frenzied jerking was unable to escape when he went from her anus to her pussy without letup. He saw how wet the flogger grew.
Her body slumped when the blows stopped, yet every muscle was tense, waiting for him to start again. Edward stood in front of her, a large flogger in his hand. He took the handle of the flogger and pushed it against her lips. She had no choice but to open up her mouth and take it in. Her lips opened wide around the hard, leather handle as it slid in her mouth. She knew what she had to do, and she began to suck it as if it was his cock. He rode in back and forth in her mouth as everyone watched her suck the whip.
“Let’s see if you’re as good with the real thing, Justine.” He put the flogger down and then opened up his pouch until his cock spilled free. He grabbed the shaft and stroked it until a milky drop sat on the head for Justine to savor the taste.
She opened her mouth obediently. Her tongue pushed out, and she felt the hot flesh of his cock touch her tongue. Her lips closed around the thick head and captured it, but she didn’t wait. Her tongue began to lash across it, in spite of lapping up the thick, salty cum that sat on the tip. No matter how much cum that was spilled in her mouth, she still didn’t like the taste. It fouled her mouth each time. But, that didn’t stop her from trying to please him. He was big and hard, and she wanted to feel his cock in her pussy. After all she endured, she deserved the pleasure. She began to suck his cock greedily, trying to take as much in her mouth as she could, and her tongue moved energetically all over his cock in spite of it dragging out more drops of cum that she was forced to swallow.
Michael had certainly taught Justine how to suck a cock. She was good and enthusiastic, but that isn’t where he’d finish off. He wanted that hot, tight pussy that he was promised. So far, no one had taken it, so he’d be the first. She wouldn’t be a virgin, but he’d take her for the first time while being bound. He pulled his cock out of her mouth.
She felt him behind her as he rubbed the head of his cock on her pussy. Her lips folded over the thick head in a warm embrace. “AAAWWWWW!” She found her pussy filled with rock-hard cock with such suddenness. The thick head stretched her, but it felt so good. “Fuck me!”
Edward was more than willing to accommodate her request. Her mouth was good, and he needed his pleasure. She was tight and Edward grunted as he put all the power behind his cock to sink it into the hot depths of her pussy. “Give me my pleasure,” he ordered her.
She welcomed his cock, and no matter how hard he thrust in and stretched her, it was pure pleasure. She gripped his cock when he withdrew and pushed her ass back to accept his thrust to the depths of her pussy. He slammed into her cervix, but she cared little that it was painful. She relished the fullness of his big cock.
His hands were everywhere as he
fucked her. He stroked her clit until it swelled up, and then, he pinched it harshly to make her tighten her pussy muscles on his cock as he tore in and out. That got her riding him hard. As she bucked back against him, his hand ran down over her crack until he got the spasms in her anus. His finger pushed against the reluctant hole, but she couldn’t keep him out. He soon had a finger that plunged into her rectum. She cried out, but she was unable to escape the impalement of her ass hole.
Not only did his cock fill her, but also his fingers were everywhere. She welcomed his touch on her clit, even when he pinched and squeezed it too tight, but it was the finger that breached her anus that was disturbing. It wormed its way into her bowels, and she feared that a cock might follow. She gripped his cock with her pussy muscles, but as she did, her anal muscles gripped his finger as if she welcomed it. He began to fuck her ass hole with his finger, and it felt like she took two cocks inside her at once. His finger went deep into her guts.
He wiggled his finger in her ass hole and could feel his cock on the other side of her guts. It was as if he could masturbate his cock inside her pussy. With her ass hole and pussy squeezing his cock and finger with such pleasure, it was time to unload his cum into her waiting body.
“Cum for me, Justine. Now!”
She used all the power in her body to do as he ordered. He continued to pinch her clit, but it was the finger in her ass and his cock in her pussy that drove her over the edge. She wanted this; she needed this. She came just as he did, as if she directed his pleasure and not the other way around. He flooded her pussy with his cum, and she reciprocated with her own juices. It was a river between her legs and nothing could stop it. Not even the finger in her ass hole.
Michael was pleased by the way Justine came when Edward fucked her. She took to the whip and not even a finger in her ass could dampen her pleasure. They came as one and neither stopped for a long time.
It was as if she hadn’t cum in months. She’d never had a man take her pussy in such a manner and given her that much pleasure. Although she’d never been fucked while bent over and bound, it had been worth it. Edward pulled out of her but didn’t release her. He moved in front of her, and she saw his semi-erect cock in front of her face. His cock was slick with their juices. She couldn’t do anything as he rubbed his cum-drenched cock on her face and her lips. She didn’t have to be told to open her mouth and take his slick cock inside. The cum flooded her taste buds with the salty thickness of his cum. Her mouth went to work on cleaning his cock, but she also felt the hardness returning.
If Justine thought she was done, she was mistaken. Edward was already getting hard from her mouth, but he had to get her ready for others. Then, he’d return to her mouth. He found the clamps in the drawer of the closet along with all the other smaller toys. But, for clamps, these were far from being small. There were seven of them, with varying sizes. They were all Japanese clamps that would tighten when pulled. He also had a small box of weights connected to chains.
As much as she was satisfied, Justine couldn’t deny that she felt something when Edward blew on her pussy from behind. He was so close she was sure that she’d feel his tongue soon in reciprocation of her cleaning his wet cock. Instead, she felt something much different. He gripped one of her oily pussy lips, and then, she felt something bite into it. He released it, but her lip was pinched tightly. He moved to the other side, and she felt the painful bite again and then released. She felt a tug on her lips as if something weighed them down. He must have put clothespins or some kind of clamp on her pussy lips. He wasn’t finished. He went to the top of her lips and repeated the same thing. It tugged tighter on the top as it was so close to her clit.
He looked at the heavy clamps pull her pussy lips down, but he wanted to make sure they swung when she was fucked again. “Your pussy looks nice with clamps on them, Justine, but there is more.” He began to attach the weights that were connected by a chain that snapped onto the ring at the end of the clamps. Her lips began to stretch out farther, and by the time he got to the last one, he got a groan out of her.
“Now for your nipples, Justine. I noticed you enjoy the bite of fingers on them. I’ll see if you like them clamped.” These clamps were more powerful. He didn’t have to tease her nipples much to get them hard, and soon, he had each one clamped. She groaned loudly with each one, but she could do nothing but endure. The groan grew louder when he attached the weights to them. They dragged her perfectly formed breasts, her nipples elongated as they pulled toward the ground.
“One more then I’ll be done.” This was the smallest of the clamps, but the most important.
“NO, not there,” she knew instantly where the last one would go. There was only one place, and his finger soon sought out her clit. As much as she tried to repel the pleasure that he tried to induce in her clit by rubbing it, she was unsuccessful as her clit swelled up as if begging to be clamped. “OOOOWWWW!” It felt like her clit was crushed, but he clamped it near the base that sent all the blood to the tip until it throbbed. It grew worse when he released the clamp and the weight of it pulled her clit until it felt as though was stretched to the breaking point. Luckily, her body was bound so tight that she couldn’t move a muscle. If she did, it would send the weights swaying and tugging on the clamps. She didn’t know what that would feel like, and she was afraid of finding out.
“Ready?” Edward asked Joe. He was a friend of his, about the same age. He didn’t have a wife, at least not yet, and he found the community inspiring. There were more single women joining, hopefully like Justine would do.
Joe stood in front of Justine and took off his clothes hastily. He’d watched Justine get fucked by Edward, and now with the clamps on her body, he was excited that he’d be privileged to make her body dance when he fucked her.
Justine should’ve expected to be fucked by another man or more, but it became a reality now. He stood in front of her with a cock as big and formidable as Edward’s cock. She couldn’t deny that she’d welcome it, although she feared the clamps. The pain radiated from her breasts and her pussy but none worse than her clit. Will I be able to cum while I had my clit clamped and yanked? She lost sight of him, but then, Edward walked in front of her again.
“How about two cocks, Justine, at once? Open wide.”
It was as if the two men were one. They took her simultaneously, and it felt like one cock entered her mouth and came out her pussy. It speared her up the middle of her body. As the insistent cocks battered her body, she was jolted. The clamps came alive as if they were living beings. They tugged on her sex and nipples as though they were harsh fingers that sought out her defenseless body. Her mouth was filled with hard cock, and it shot to the back of her mouth with ease. Her pussy was filled with cock, but it sent the clamps that yanked her lips apart violently moving as he plunged his cock all the way inside her with one powerful thrust that took her breath away. She was soaked, but he was big and still stretched her no matter how wet she was.
Michael saw that Justine enjoyed herself in spite of the creativity of Edward. She took everything he and the others had to offer her and made her cum in spite of it or because of it. The others started to test out some of the other furniture that Sabrina had acquired while Edward continued to put Justine through her paces. It was a long night for her and she must have cum four times during it, but there were many more times that the men came with her assistance.
Chapter 9
Arrested
Justine found a good friend in Buffy. Although she was younger, she was far more experienced than Justine in many ways. She had a connection with the community, although she wasn’t part of it except for her connection with Mr. and Mrs. Hill. That was a strange arrangement.
She passed through the security gate of the community on her way home from having drinks with Buffy. She had three drinks, but it was a short drive, and she didn’t feel as though she was drunk or close to it. She felt safe once she was in the community. She was a block from her house when the insi
de of her car lit up with flashing red lights, and then, the sound of a siren shocked her. She looked in the rearview mirror and saw the police car. Where did it come from? She pulled over instantly and turned off the engine. She waited. The police car stopped, but no one got out. It felt like such a long time before she saw the doors open up. Two men got out, and they walked up to both sides of her car. She put her hands on the steering wheel to be non-threatening. I must have been driving too fast, although I never looked down at the speedometer. She’d take the ticket and go on her way. She could afford it. She opened the window on her side as the officer approached.
“License and registration, please.”
“Yes, Sir.” She took the license out of her wallet and pulled the registration from the glovebox. “Here.” He looked at them both and didn’t say anything about the registration in Sabrina’s name. They were the community police, so they would know everything about her and the inheritance. The other officer shined his flashlight through her closed window. She didn’t know what he was looking for.
“Would you step out of the car, Ms. Richter?”
“Is there a problem, Officer?”
“Only if you don’t comply with my request.” He stepped back and put his hand on his revolver.
She didn’t have anything to fear, so she got out of the car. She saw the way he looked at her legs as her short skirt rode up high when she got out. That was a good sign.
“Can I have your keys?”
She didn’t know why he wanted them, but she handed him the keys.
“Bruce, secure the car.” He turned to her. “Step behind the vehicle, Ms. Richter.”
The other officer locked her doors.
“Put your hands on the trunk and bend over,” Stan ordered her.
“What did I d—”
“Do it!” Stan ordered her in a loud, threatening voice.