by Powerone
She saw James' cock glistening with her spit as he settled down behind her. She
could feel the heat from his organ, the plum sized head pushed against her delicate
opening. It felt huge, much larger than the butt plugs that he used to open her up and just as hard. She panicked suddenly, her calm demeanor giving way when she came face to
face with his fat cock pulsating on her anus. She shifted her weight as if she could get away from him as he pressed forward with his hips, fighting the restraints that held her tight. James' hands gripped her hips tightly, his fingers digging into her white skin and pulling her back onto his cock.
He saw her panic as he sought the inside of her ass, but he was not willing to give up his pleasure. He yanked her back onto his cock as she tried to escape, feeling her tight anal ring slowly expand as he pressed in with his hips. It felt like a vise was crushing the head as it was compressed by the tight ring of her anus, James' hand reached down to
keep his cock rigid as he sought to ride her ass. He pushed harder, hearing Carrie grunt loudly as her muscle was slowly weakened by his rock hard cock. She squealed like a
stuck pig as the head of his cock suddenly popped through her small virgin opening,
gripping his cock like a tight glove. His head reared back in pleasure as he felt the
tightness of her rectum grip the head of his cock in her hot, tight hole. It was such
exquisite pleasure.
Carrie's head shot up from the acute pain as his thick cock stretched her anal ring
until she was sure it was torn, as she was impaled on his cock. She couldn't believe the burning pain in her ass, James' hands holding her tight, not allowing her the luxury of moving away. She could barely breathe as her muscles tried to push out the rude intruder that entered her the wrong way. She could feel the twitches of her muscles around the
thick rim of his cock as she fought to accommodate the massive member that breached
her virgin hole. James was not patient, his hands pulling her onto him, filling her rectum for the first time with the real flesh of a thick cock.
James couldn't believe the tightness, her anal ring gripped his cock on the sensitive
rim just beneath the head, her quivering muscles brought such delight to him. James was finally able to exhale loudly. He had planned to take her slowly and let her get used to having such a monster in her anus, but the tightness of her rectum and the sight of her bound naked body at his mercy was too much for his lust. Instead, his hips responded on their own, sinking half of his cock in her anus with a powerful thrust. Carrie's head was shaking from side to side and the air thrust out of her lungs by the unexpected
impalement. James' bulging cock sank into the hot depths of her guts as her hips danced from side to side to escape his ravishment. James pulled his cock back until only the head was gripped tightly by her anal ring, then he thrust forward again, his cock sliding deeper into her guts, a second grunt of despair coming from Carrie's lips.
Her anus was ablaze with painful sensations. Her ring burned as it passed over the
thick shaft that pushed in and out. Her insides were clutching on the thick head as it battered her muscles into submission, stretching her from the inside, the thick rim rubbing her passage as it pressed in and out. She could barely breathe, gasping as she tried to accommodate the thick flesh that pierced her very soul. She couldn't feel James behind her, knowing that she still had more cock to take inside her, in spite of the cramps that were already beginning. This was worse, much worse than the butt plugs. At least they
stayed still, James' cock was continuing to plunge in and out with abandonment.
When James felt her muscles relax, he thrust back into her ass. He reveled in the
tightness of the round tube, three quarters of his cock was now inside her. He watched the obscene spectacle of her anal ring stretching along the shaft of his cock as he pumped in and out. She grunted again, her head turned towards him, her shoulders bunched up as
he shoved in, her bound hands clenched in pain. He pulled out, pausing for only seconds and then he impaled her with one mighty thrust that sent his cock to the very depths of her bowels, her insides fighting every inch as it pushed into her virgin rectum. He grunted in pain, feeling like her anus was going to skin his cock, but he was determined, feeding her his cock until it twitched deep within her guts.
"God, it's so big in me!" She grunted in pain as she felt her insides speared by his thick, long cock. It felt like it was going to come out her mouth, a fullness that made her stomach cramp. There was no escape for Carrie, James' hands were holding her onto his
cock, her hands were bound and her naked body was bent over submissively. James
began to rhythmically fuck her in the ass, pulling his cock out until only the head of his cock was trapped by her anal ring. He paused as Carrie braced for the next thrust. The next thrust was just an inch, then he pulled back and thrust back in, two inches this time.
Her insides clutched his cock, not to pleasure it, but to force it out, but James was too strong, each time making Carrie take more of his big cock. She gulped, as if his cock were going to come out of her throat, as James began to ride her, making Carrie take the full measure of his cock with each stroke inside her. Her toes curled each time he bottomed out in her guts, the thick head pushing aside all resistance, her hands clutching the
headboard. She had no way to escape the punishing strokes. She felt a fullness in her she had never felt before.
James would pause, wanting to prolong his pleasure; Carrie's hips were moving from
side to side increasing his pleasure. His cock would piston in and out of her stretched anus, watching as Carrie slowly took his cock in her rectum. He would pull out slowly, then thrust back in hard. "What a tight little ass, Carrie." James teased her as he made her endure the eight inches of hard cock up her ass. Carrie was struggling to dislodge his cock, pushing her cute ass out hard to dislodge his cock from her ass or squeezing her anal ring, but his cock enjoyed the delightful clenching. Her muscles were tight around the shaft, his balls tightening in pleasure, needing to cum soon. But first, he needed to instill the same desire in Carrie. He began a rhythmic fucking of her rectum, taking long, deep strokes in her, burying the head of his cock deep in her intestines and feeling the warm blanket of her insides clutch his cock. James began to sense a change in her attitude. Her squeals of pain began to change; the first sounds of unwilling arousal came from her
mouth, desperate sounds of lust from her lips.
She couldn't tell when it changed, but all of a sudden, the fullness felt good. Even the cramps sent a strange masochistic pleasure between her legs as she felt the thick ridge of his cockhead and the bursting vein that pulsated along the shaft in her rectum. Carrie could feel every bump and ridge in his cock. James sensed it, his hand sliding under her body to find her pussy, his fingers finding her clit and squeezing hard. Carries ass shot up, impaling her anus so hard onto his cock that she screamed out in pain, but James just
withdrew his cock and thrust back in without stopping. He flattened her body out on the bed, his legs pushing harshly between her thighs, pinching the tender flesh by accident as he spread her legs wide until they ached. All the while, he continued the hard sodomy, pounding away at her anus, his stomach slapping noisily against her buttocks.
James' body fucked her ass hard, her body was pinned to the bed, her legs spread as
he took her for his pleasure. He wouldn't last long. "Grip my cock with your insides. Make me cum." He shoved her legs together, shoving her ass up into the air, his cock still spearing her tightly clenched cheeks. It felt like his cock was in a hot, tight vise, the tightness of her legs together making it hard for him to drive his cock deep in her rectum.
He grunted, throwing his hips forward, his cock hitting the depths of her guts. "God your ass is so tight!" He felt her clench onto his cock as he pulled out and then relaxing her muscles as he grunted a
nd thrust back in. He began to vigorously fuck her ass, his
cockhead growing thicker as the sperm bubbled up in his balls. His hands found her clit again, pinching the erect organ until she bounced up and down to match the thrusts of his cock.
The inside of her ass was rubbed raw, the pain deep in her guts and cramping her,
but his fingers sought out her clit, mashing it between his strong fingers until she
responded, meeting his powerful thrust, her ass forced back onto his cock. Just when she didn't think she could stretch any more, his cock bulged and Carrie knew that he was
ready to cum. She felt the first load flood her guts, bathing her insides with the hot fluids. It triggered an orgasm that started in her rectum, rippling along her muscles, her clit swelling as the tremors raced through her bound, naked body. He continued to sodomize her as he came, load after load of sperm filling her bowels. She had never felt such a thing before.
Each time he would shoot, her rectum would contract on his cock, sending another
load of sperm from his balls into her reluctant anus. He thought it would never stop,
shooting five times in her before his cock began to shrink. He stayed on her back, feeling the delightful contractions as her anus until she was finally able to force out his shrinking cock, James straining to keep it in as long as possible. It finally popped out, a flood of sperm following it. James sat up, his hands on her cheeks, parting them until he saw her red, inflamed anus, still clenching, partly open, his milky white sperm dribbling out. Her anal virginity was gone, but he would enjoy her tight rectum for a long time to come.
James untied her, Carrie rolled over and curled up into a ball. It still felt like his cock was in her anus, Carrie reaching back to see if she was still okay. Except for a handful of sperm, her anus had survived his sodomy. She took a warm shower, letting the water run down over her sore anus. It was almost a half hour before she came out, Carrie not
surprised to find James naked on the bed, his cock already erect. "Anywhere but my ass,"
was her only response. She found herself a short time later on the bed, her hands tied to the headboard, James kneeling just below her head, his hand holding his cock out for her open, waiting mouth. He fucked her mouth, his hips driving his cock in and out of her
mouth, Carrie choking when he thrust it down her throat, James enjoying pinning her to the bed, her mouth and throat speared by his cock. She swallowed all of his sperm but not before he fucked her mouth for almost a half an hour.
James ate her pussy after he came in her mouth, leaving her bound, her legs pulled
up high, tied to the same headboard as her hands. He tongued her pussy, even paying
special attention to her anus, rimming her as she squirmed uncomfortably from the
perverse act. But it didn't stop her from cumming all over his face as he kissed her sex with his tongue lapping up her juices.
CHAPTER 14
James' House in the Mountains
It was a week later, out of the clear blue sky. "Would you like to see my house in Asheville? I haven't been home for a while and thought you might like a change of
scenery, from the warm beach to the cooler mountains." Their relationship had progressed rapidly, Carrie often finding her body naked and bound for James, with not a single word of protest from her. Even when he took her in the ass, which was a favorite place for
James. It never failed to please him that she came no matter what he did to her, or maybe because of what he did to her. At home, he would have a better place to indulge his
fantasies with her, his house laid out nicely for his pleasure.
"Should I worry?" Carrie looked at him, smiling broadly.
"About what?"
"Is it a castle high up in the mountains, or a dungeon down below where I would find myself naked and bound, awaiting your pleasure?" Carrie didn't know what to expect, James was always surprising her. She had never met anyone quite like him.
"Well, it's not a castle." He smirked when he said it.
"So, there is a dungeon?" She was kidding when she said it. Now it seemed like he wasn't.
"I'm not sure you can call it a dungeon. I think of it more as an entertainment center."
"I assume you don't mean a big screen television and a sound system."
"No, nothing in the way of electronics, but lots of interesting furniture. I think you will find it suitable, though not necessarily comfortable."
"I guess I should pack light. I presume I will be naked most of the time." Her pussy was getting wetter by the moment. "And bound."
'Yes, I do love you naked." James reached down to the front of his pants, openly
stroking his hard cock. "And especially bound."
It was about a three-hour drive, James putting the top up, as the weather was already getting cooler the higher up into the mountains they drove. Carrie was wearing a short skirt, knowing that James loved her long legs. Her panties had come off over an hour ago, her skirt now hiked up high to her waist, and her legs spread for him. She was openly
masturbating at his request, his cock throbbing to get out of the tight pants that
constrained the growing flesh. He loved her red bush, but was watching her face as she pleasured herself, James warning her not to cum.
She liked teasing him, playing with her pussy as he watched, her fingers slick with her juices. It was a long ride, Carrie stopping more frequently now, her arousal reaching a peak, afraid of defying James by cumming. It was strange, a man telling her when she
could have an orgasm, but their relationship had always been strange. The encounter with Jesse had opened up a world to Carrie that she only thought existed in books as
fantasies. She had tried to get William to engage her desires, but he was afraid of it, or afraid of her and what she wanted. And then she met James, Carrie was literally swept off her feet and taken in by his overpowering presence. She could have never imagined that she would receive so much pleasure from submitting to his perverse demands, giving her body to him in whatever manner he desired. And his desires were far beyond what Carrie could have ever imagined. Yet, she continually submitted to him, a shiver running through her body when he told her of the "entertainment room" at his house. She had already been bound naked for his pleasure. And he had taken her in every manner she could
fathom. What else would he require of her? She knew she would have little choice in the matter. By agreeing to go, she had surrendered to accepting anything he did.
"What are you thinking about?" James had noticed that her mind had drifted off, though her fingers were still stroking the slick lips of her pussy.
"About how far you have taken me."
"Do you regret it?"
"No, no," she answered quickly. "I hate to admit it but I am enjoying every minute of it.
It scares me sometimes, but that only makes it better. And you always leave me guessing as to what you will do to me next."
"We're here," James pushed the remote and waited, the large wrought iron gate squeaking noisily as it slowly opened. The car moved forward, the tires making crunching noises as he drove down the stone driveway to the front entrance.
Carrie couldn't have even imagined such a place. It was late in the day, the fog was
already rolling in, making it more sinister than it really was. It was a huge house, a sprawling single level with tall floor to ceiling windows opening up to the magnificent view of the valley below and above, the high mountain peaks. "I never imagined this." Carrie heard the wrought iron gate clang shut, making it sound so final as if she were locked in a prison, James the warden, Carrie a prisoner to be dallied with as he saw fit.
James carried the bags in, Carrie only having one small one, taking James' advice.
He also had a fine collection of clothes for her, picked out by him.
"Can I see the entertainment room?" Her lip quivered when she said it.
"Let's have a light dinner first. Then we
can enjoy some time together in it. Your lovely masturbation has left me aroused." He moved into the kitchen and looked into the
refrigerator, finding some food already made, only having to warm it up. "No need to hurry.
Anticipation is a nice aphrodisiac."
Her stomach grumbled for food, but it wasn't her tummy that she wanted filled. Two
hours of masturbation had left her on edge, she needed relief that only James could
provide.
There were two large oak doors with massive hardware on them looking out of place
with the rest of the house. It was almost like an entrance to a dungeon. James lifted the heavy iron door handle and the door creaked open sounding a little too spooky. It needed grease. He would need to speak to his caretaker.
Carrie looked in with trepidation and arousal. The room was brightly lit with a wide
scattering of furniture throughout. There were chairs and couches, but they were strangely spread around islands of unusual furniture. Carrie looked at each one. She recognized
some of them, wooden stocks, just like the Puritans used with yokes that would hold the head and arms of the unlucky occupant, but also their legs, widely spaced, leaving the unfortunate occupant crudely exposed. One table looked exactly like a rack, heavy chains and a pulley on one end used to stretch a body until it broke. There were saw horses with sharp ridged planks of wood, meant to force the female occupant's sex onto the painful ridge at the mercy of their captor. There were chairs gathered around so that many could watch their sexual demise. "TTTThhiss isn't just for your pleasure!"
"No. I have friends with similar appetites. That is why we like the seclusion of the mountains."
"Is anyone coming tonight?" She began to grow worried. It was just like when he left the windows opened, making Carrie perform in front of them. It excited her and scared