[sarahsarah]

Stories 41 - 50

She pushed harder as her mistress commanded. It was too large; stretching her to the very limits of possibility. The dildo felt immense, and her asshole seemed an impossibly small space for it to occupy. Yet she pushed, harder, harder, trying to force the monster in. It sunk another inch.


Jennifer loved the image in her mirror, the perfect form meeting her eyes. A smile grew wider by the second as she admired her form. A man’s scream echoed in the background. She stared at the strapon hanging from her waist. Jennifer knew she would enjoy every second. He wouldn’t.


“Are you sure that this is what you want,” he asked. She nodded. “Once this happens, you give your body, your mind and your love for eternity.” She nodded again. “In that case I accept you.” The collar clicked shut around her throat and she finally, she felt at home.


Blindfolded and helpless, she waited for the inevitable. When it would happen she wasn’t sure. The butterfly hummed away happily, keeping her on edge with no mercy. All she could do was wait and hope for his eventual return. Her body cried out for more after five hours of torment.


She was naked as she knelt, her pale skin glistening with a light sweat. Her head was tilted back with her mouth opened and her eyes shut. She was moaning in ecstasy as one man knelt before her, and another directly behind her. Slowly, simultaneously, they both eased inside again.


She licked and slurped the dildo while I caressed around her labia and pinched and pulled her sensitive nipples. She looked really sexy like that, with her mouth full of my purple dick; but neither of us could wait much longer. I pulled out of her mouth, ready for more.


“You have no choice bitch,” Sandra ordered, loving her current position, posing with her bare ass staring her employee directly in the face. “If you don’t want to be fired for being caught with drugs, you will get your tongue in my ass.” The whimpering only turned her on more.


Her hands rubbed gently over his back, soothing and easing any stress he’d experienced over the past week. In the moment of relaxation, he barely noticed as her hands reached underneath. She gripped hold of the meat with eager fingers. “How about we make this a bit more interesting sir?”


"Come for me now, you horny little slut!" he demanded and she had no choice. The command, the sensations, the arousal; she came in a howling heap as he rode her arching, stiffening body. Her muscles clamped and he groaned in pleasure. "That's it whore, you fucking love that cock!”


The second cock pounded into her already abused pussy. Her breathing came short and fast as he brutally pumped in and out of her, the apex of each thrust slamming cruelly into her tender organs. Oh god, she thought, he can't last long, not like this. Please let him finish.