by Powerone
pulled her leg to the other side of the bed, Carrie looking down at her own body, seeing her legs spreading wide, her pussy opening up like a flower in the first sun of the morning.
She panicked when she felt the first ache in her crotch, sure that he would never be able to spread her that far, the bed too big, her legs too small. His hands tightened on her ankle, refusing to yield to her, the ache in her crotch growing as he almost reached the edge of the bed. He stopped, Carrie relieved in spite of the continuing ache. At least that was as far as he was going to spread her.
James tightened the strap around the post, finding the same groove that it previously
had been tied to. He released her leg, grabbing the other end of the strap. He began to pull it, Carrie's leg had no choice but to open up and spread wider. He saw her eyes
begging him, but his eyes went to her pussy, his lust centered on the flaming red bush and the pink, wet pussy that was slowly being revealed to him. He heard her grunt in pain but his lust could not be contained, pulling wider until he felt her leg touch the post. He tied the strap off tight and stepped back to see the success of his endeavor.
Her crotch felt like it was on fire. Her legs were spread so wide that she was sure her skin would tear. Even the ache in her arms paled in comparison to what she felt between her legs. "Please," she begged softly. "It's too wide, you're splitting me up the middle." She looked down; her pussy was spread so wide. She could feel the cool air rushing inside
her, sure that James could see deep in her body.
In spite of her pain, her pussy glistened in the room's lights, her pussy lips were wet with her juices. He could almost see inside her, the dark, tight hole not so forbidden in the bright light. Later he would spread her on her belly, her anus open for his inspection.
"Nonsense. You'll get used to it. I'll take your mind off of it soon." James stood back from the bed, staring at Carrie as he slowly undressed. He stroked his cock when it popped out of his shorts.
She watched him as he made it grow bigger. In spite of the ache in her crotch, she
would welcome his large cock inside her. James turned his back to her and went over to the dresser again. Carrie watched as his naked buttocks clenched tightly as he walked.
He fumbled in the drawer again, Carrie was afraid of what he would take out this time.
Naked and spread eagle, she could do nothing to stop him and she was sure that any
pleas by her would fall on deaf ears. He sat down on the bed next to her, his hands
dumping out the toys he had found. One was familiar, though it was much nicer than the one Carrie had. It was a large, pearl colored vibrator. It had a triple prong clit stimulator strategically place along the shaft. But it was the rotating beaded shaft that was drawn to her eyes, Carrie already imaging how they would feel inside her as the tiny bumps twisted around. The others were more ominous. Nipple clamps, twin clamps strung together by a
silver chain. She had seen them before, but never felt them, always too timid to put them on herself. She was sure by the way James pinched her nipples that he would have no
trouble putting them on and making them tight, the tiny screws on each one compressing the serrated clamps together. And she should have expected the last one. A long, purple anal probe. It had to be a foot long or more. The shaft was a collection of balls attached to each other, from a small one, barely the size of a fingertip at the end, growing bigger as they progressed in size down the shaft. The largest had to be two inches in diameter, a formidable weapon when shoved up an anus. A simple, plain vibrator was included in the pile, but on it was the twin attachment, a second shaft running at a 45-degree angle from the main shaft, a short, stubby attachment that would be inserted in the anus was what scared her. Carrie could almost feel the way they would plunge in and out of her, pressing deep into her duel holes.
James watched her eyes search out the toys, her thighs tightening up as she grew
tense. His cock grew harder at the thought of his lovely toys entering her, especially her anus. He would prepare her with butt plugs, but tonight he wanted her to feel the power he had over her. Carrie would be unable to stop him from any perversion he desired to inflict on her body. "One more thing," he took a simple white cloth and slipped it around her head. She didn't even protest when his fingers pushed it between her lips, making it tight, her lips split wide by the material.
She took a deep breath as the cloth slipped into her mouth. She had never been
gagged, her saliva quickly soaking the dry material. James pulled it tight, too tight, the cloth splitting her lips painfully. Why did he need to gag her? Was he trying to silence her screams? She grew more afraid and her body became tenser. Bound, gagged, and naked
she could do little to stop him now from whatever perversities he would inflict on her body.
James' hands moved to her breasts, his large hand encircling it, feeling her hard
nipple sticking into the palm of his hand. He squeezed, enjoying the feeling as his hand clenched on her firm flesh. She could do little to stop him as he fondled her breasts
roughly, her nipples responding to the hard touch by growing thicker. His fingers sought out both tips, pulling them up as he squeezed them, watching her conical breasts yanked out of shape. He twisted his fingers, not even a grunt of protest came from Carrie's
gagged mouth, even though he was pinching all the blood from the tips. Her hips were
moving, slowly from side to side, the bondage preventing any more. He looked down at
her pussy, her spread thighs glistening with her arousal. He picked up the nipple clamps, holding them in front of her face so she could see what would soon bite into her nipples.
He opened one of them wide.
Carrie could almost see the great pressure James had to put on the small clamp to
open it, the metal glistening in the bright light of the room. The inside of the clamp was serrated, tiny little teeth that would bite into whatever it clamped onto, refusing to pull off if pulled. Carrie could almost feel the pain already. She shook her head in defiance,
mumbling unintelligible sounds. Her body stiffened as James' hand moved the clamp to
her breast, Carrie trying to sink her body deeper into the bed. He had a look of pleasure on his face, as one hand gripped her nipple just beneath the areola, pinching until all the blood shot to the tip. She could feel her heart pounding in the tip of her nipple, looking down to see the tip grow a dark red, growing thicker as his fingers forced the blood to the end. He was making it an easy target for the metal clamp that was only inches from it. It was almost as if he were moving in slow motion, his hand moving the metal clamp until
both halves were around her nipple, poised to pinch her delicate flesh. She braced her body for the unexpected. But nothing could have prepared her for the unbelievable pain that shot through her breast.
Carrie's head shot up from the pillow in spite of the bondage. Her arms tugged
painfully on the leather straps that pinned her securely, in spite of the pain as they dug into her flesh. Her back arched as if she could somehow ease the pain by pushing her
breasts out farther. Even the gag could do little to contain the scream that tore from her mouth. Luckily, they were outside of town, the only neighbor was Carrie, and she was the one suffering. James had released the clamp, the powerful clamp shutting on her delicate flesh. He watched with pleasure as the teeth bit into her aroused flesh.
The unyielding metal clamp bit into her nipple with a vengeance, the tiny teeth felt like hundreds of pins piercing her nipple all at the same time. She shook her head back and forth in pain, her eyes pleading with James to release her from the pain that laced through her breast and shot straight to her brain. He only smiled, his hand picking up the other end and opening the second clamp. She felt his fingers on her other nipple, preparing it for the painful bite of the other clamp. She willed her body to refuse the finger's teasing, but her nipple failed to
obey, growing larger as he pinched the blood to the tip. James teased the nipple this time, rubbing the clamp over the tip of her nipple, teasing her with the torrent of pain that he would inflict on her. The other nipple still throbbed in pain, but the intense feeling was gone, replaced with a dull throbbing pain that refused to go away. She tried to lay still, the slightest movement making the clamp dance painfully on her nipple and
igniting a fresh bout of pain in her breast. She held her breath as the other clamp
descended on her nipple. James pinched it open and Carrie felt the cold metal clamp
encircle her nipple. She bit into the gag as James released the clamp, her back shooting up into the air, both of her nipples now suffering the unbelievable pain as the metal
clamped her delicate flesh with impunity.
The metal clamps stood out from her chest, James attaching them from the front,
making it easier to tug on them without releasing the pressure. Tears filled her eyes, her chest slowly rising and falling as she tried to breathe. He could see the pain etched on her face. His hand slid between her legs, his fingers prying apart her pussy lips to slide along her slit, finding her wet in spite of the pain. Her body jerked, but not in pain, his finger bringing her pleasure. He began to masturbate her, two fingers sliding up and down,
Carrie fighting to keep her hips still.
She fought the conflicting urges in her body, from the pain in her nipples to the
pleasure she felt between her legs, she was surprised when James' fingers began to rub her pussy so gently. She couldn't deny the juices that his fingers extracted from her
spread pussy. To make it worse, James gripped the chain that connected the nipple
clamps, pulling it until it was taut. The muscles in her back began to cramp, Carrie
realizing that her back was arched obscenely, not even touching the bed as she tried to subconsciously ease the pain in her nipples. She had no choice' she eased her back
down, the spasms were hurting. She felt the clamps tighten as James kept the chain still; Carrie forced to endure the increased bite on her nipples as they pulled out, the serrated teeth refusing to yield. "MMMMMGGG," the gag muzzling her cry as James slipped two fingers inside her suddenly, a tug on the chain sending a shot of pain through her chest.
The fingers began to finger fuck her, in and out, her pussy slick, coating his fingers with her juices, making them ride easily into her wet pussy. But with each burst of pleasure between her legs, she also received a burst of pain in her tits. James was tugging the chain on the nipple clamps until her breasts were yanked out almost an inch, the metal digging into her tormented flesh.
James watched her body dance beneath his hands; he was playing her like a
maestro, keeping her body tense as he alternated between pain and pleasure. Her body
shook and trembled, her insides were clutching his fingers with love, triggered by the pain in her breasts. Her body glistened with sweat, her arms and legs pulled painfully on the straps that kept her spread for his pleasure. She was ready to cum, but he didn't want to give her the pleasure yet. He pulled his fingers from her pussy, her eyes opening wide as she tried to figure out why he stopped. "Not yet. I don't want you to cum yet. You have so many more sensations to receive. Pain and pleasure, before I will allow you to cum."
She hated that he denied her the orgasm that was built up in her body, especially
after the pain he had inflicted on her breasts. She felt frustrated, wishing she could use her own fingers to bring herself off. The only relief she felt was when he released the clamps from her nipples. But nothing could have prepared her for it. She welcomed his
fingers when they moved to the clamps, first the right one. He opened the clamp, the
blood rushing to the nipple. She screamed into the gag. "EEEGGGG." She had never felt anything like it before, the clamp coming off more painful then when it was placed on. The only relief she got was when James' fingers squeezed her nipple hard, Carrie welcoming it, the pain finally subsiding as the blood pounded in her abused flesh.
"One more Carrie." James' fingers pinched the other clamp open, another muffled scream from Carrie; even though she knew this time that it would be painful. He
massaged the nipple, Carrie's chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to put the pain aside. He looked at her nipples, red and swollen, he was sure that they would be sensitive to touch for a few days, but he would enjoy that.
Carrie would look at the nipple clamps with dread in the future; their bite was just as painful coming off as going on. Not that she would have much of a choice. She looked
down to see James' cock hard and erect, he enjoyed her pain. She heard the sound of a
vibrator, her pussy getting wet just from the buzzing sound as if she were conditioned to the response. Carrie had often used one at home, much easier than putting up with some of the men she had dated. She felt the tingle as James slid it along her thigh, moving up towards her pussy. She welcomed it, James pulled back her lips and pushed the head of
the vibrator against her opening.
Her pussy looked as though it was swallowing it up, the vibrator sliding with ease
inside of her. He turned it on higher, the buzzing sound reaching a crescendo, the small pearls turning around the shaft as he began to push it in. Her body jumped from the
unexpected touch of the pearls, rubbing her insides as James began to feed more and
more of it inside her. Her hips tried to move up, wanting to take it deeper, the pain
forgotten from her face, the look of ecstasy replacing it. "You like that Carrie?"
"MMGGHHH," the vibrator pushed in deeper, the sudden shock as the clit attachment pulsed against her swollen pleasure button, the triple prongs feeling like they were
slapping her clit. James began to fuck her with it, making her take the full measure of it, the vibrating muffled as it shoved deep inside her, the pearls sending her tight passage into spasms as it slid in and out. God, did it feel good, the pain of the clamps gone from her head, only the pleasure of the vibrator inside her.
The vibrator glistened with her juices as he pulled it out, her insides clinging to it possessively. He would shove it back in and tiny gasps would come from her gagged
mouth each time he would plunge the entire length back into her pussy. Her clit stood out like a little, hard cock, the clit prong making it vibrate with pleasure each time it rubbed against it. She was not to be denied her pleasure this time, James shoving the vibrator in and out with ferocity as her orgasm drew near. Her hips were moving up and down, the
rope constraining her movements.
She bucked up and down as best she could, but it was the tight bondage that also
drove her lust. James was fucking her with the vibrator, her sex a tangle of conflicting pleasure. The vibrations were driving her crazy, her clit tortured by the clit stimulator, the beads turning inside her, making her muscles clench uncontrollably on the artificial
pleasure. But it was the thick, unyielding plastic vibrator that drove her over the top, pushing aside all resistance to take her, just as she hoped James would do to her with his cock. Fuck her while she was bound, his cock banging away inside her belly, Carrie forced to take his thick weapon. She shook her head from side to side, biting the cloth that split her lips as she came, clamping down on the vibrator, trying to close her legs on it as she would when she did it herself. Her thighs trembled as the vibrator continued to fuck her in spite of the orgasm that raced through her body, her helplessness adding to the pleasure as her spread legs prevented her from doing anything but accept the continued fucking of her pussy. She came again, her nipples aching as they swelled in pleasure, the clamps
making them sore to even the gentle breeze of the night on them. James continued to fuck her with the vibrator, each time driving another orgasm from her body.
James took her from one orgasm to another, her body was wound so tight and her
pussy was forced to take the vibrating phallus inside her by his hand. The ropes kept
making her accept the continuing orgasms until James grew tired of the game. Only when he pulled it from her pussy did she stop, a touch of the tip of the vibrator to her swollen clit driving a cry from her gagged mouth. She finally slumped into the bed, exhausted from the pleasure. But he was far from finished with her. It would be her anus next, James testing it for elasticity. She would have to learn to pleasure his cock in her backside, clenching on his shaft in spite of being split open so wide. e He
James moved next to her face, taking his cock and rubbing the hot flesh over her silky cheek, his cock jerking from the pleasure of her skin. He stroked his cock over her face, his hand jerking up and down the shaft until he felt the urge to cum in his balls. His sphincter tightened as he felt himself cum, shooting a small arc of creamy sperm onto her gag with a thud. He struggled not to cum any longer, his hand still as he saw the thick, milky substance coat the white cloth. His fingers rubbed it around her lips and pushed it into her mouth. "Just something to remind you of me."
She couldn't do anything as she felt the sperm land on her mouth and gag. His finger
rubbed it over her lips, painting them with the salty fluid. His finger pushed some into her mouth until it invaded her taste buds, the overpowering salty taste pervading her saliva. It spite of cumming, his cock remained hard. Carrie felt hands reaching under her, her
cheeks pulled apart unceremoniously by James. He picked up the anal probe, slowly
lubricating the balls until they glistened in the light. They were too big, too big to be pushed inside her backside. From Jesse to James, both of them taking a special interest in her anus, Carrie was unable to dissuade them from probing her backside with their
fingers. Now James had toys, toys that would force her muscles into submission.
James stroked his cock as he held up the anal probe for Carrie to see, the balls
glistening with lubricant. "I love a nice tight asshole and I am going to enjoy sodomizing a pretty young thing like you. I will prepare you over the next few days to take my cock in your ass. Now try to relax your asshole. It will make it much easier for you." James moved the anal probe beneath her legs, rubbing the tip of it over her anus, watching as the tiny hole went into a series of spasms from the unexpected touch on it.