Knotted Pleasure (8 page)

Michael knew he wouldn't last much longer, his cock sucked and nibbled by her pussy as he fucked her. He pulled her up with his hands under her ass to meet his thrusts, her cries each time only inspiring him. He stopped fucking her, sitting up on his knees. He grabbed the knife on the bed, seeing the frightened look on her face.

He stopped fucking her abruptly. She feared for her life when she saw him with the knife in his hand. Her pussy gripped the head of his cock that was still inside her in fear, afraid that he was going to kill her when he came in her. He began to cut one of the ropes on her ankle, then the other. "Wwwhhat are you doiiing?" She asked nervously when the rope released her ankles, but his large body kept her legs spread submissively. She couldn't stop her pussy from clenching onto his cock head as though she was trying to milk the cum from him. "Are you goinggg to let me gggoo?" It was more of a formality then an actual question. She knew he wouldn't let her go until he finished off in her.

"No," he grunted. Her grabbed both of her ankles and pulled them straight up in the air. He regretted that his cock fell out of her pussy, but he would soon be back inside her. He took a piece of the rope and tied her slim ankles together until the rope dug into her soft skin.

Kiley couldn't do anything as he tied her ankles together, her body bent in two like an animal. He pulled the end of the rope through the headboard, her legs drawn over her head. "What are you going to do?" She was more vulnerable now. Now only was her pussy 45

exposed, but her virgin anus was fully revealed. She saw the way his fingers entered her, stretching her as though he was preparing herself for something much bigger.
Was he like Cynthia's husband? Will he
want to sodomize me?
With her body bent in two, it became harder to breathe, moaning loudly as her body pushed into a position that only gymnasts could maintain. He released her legs, but the rope held her ankles pinned to the headboard. His hand slid down her thighs, then slowly he wet his fingers. She felt them run up and down her slit, knowing she was open and exposed. She didn't have to wait long before she felt one wet finger enter her, twisting and turning inside her, fucking her as his cock had done. She felt him slap her ass cheeks with both hands, feeling the stinging blows, but then his fingers were back to her pussy, peeling apart her lips until they ached.

With two fingers opening up her pussy, two fingers went down to her anus. She felt her tiny hole forced open, fearing he was preparing her for his cock. "NO, not there," she begged.

Michael grippe his cock, rubbing it up and down her slit until it was wet. He fisted it, placing it up against the tiny, brown pucker of her anus, seeing the muscles spasm from the first touch. She gasped loudly when she felt it. He slapped the head of his cock on her anus, rubbing it up and down her slit once more. He liked the fear in her eyes, but he thrust his cock into her pussy with a single thrust that drove a scream from her lips.

"OOOOWW!" Her muscles were so tight, so afraid of being sodomized that when he entered her, her pussy ached. With her legs together, she was too tight. It felt like a tree trunk was entering her.

He didn't even give her a second before he began to fuck her, holding her legs as his hips drove his cock into her tightly clenched thighs and pussy. She watched him take off his shirt, only his ski mask hiding his face. He crouched over her body as his cock went to work on her, driving in and out, his frenzied hips moving like a blur. He fucked her hard and fast, knowing that he was ready to cum, his body growing rigid as his breathing became hurried. He was twisting and turning his cock in her at strange angles, stretching her, making her feel all of his cock. Her body shuddered when he rose up higher, feeling like his 46

cock was going to come out her mouth. He twisted her body to the side, then she felt it. It was the thick veins on the side of his cock.

She could feel them rubbing her, but it was where they were rubbing her that was troubling. Somehow her clit had popped out, exposed to the sawing cock that fucked her. Back and forth the thick veins rubbed her, Kiley trying to put it out of her head, but it became all consuming, all her attentions drawn to her clit. It began to build in her, Kiley fighting, trying not to cum, but the more she fought it, the more she became consumed by the feelings that raced through her body. Everything was sensuous, even the ropes that kept her body bound and available to him. She could feel his balls, the wiry hairs rubbing on her anus each time they slapped her harshly between her cheeks. It was as though he was spanking her anus with his balls, the heavy sack almost painful. It was building in her body, Kiley unable to control it, succumbing to the shameful reality that he was going to make her cum. She looked over at Cynthia, seeing her watching Michael's cock fuck her harshly, but when their eyes met, it was as though Cynthia knew she was going to cum. Then it overcame her, Kiley's head exploded, feeling as though she was peeing, though it was her juices that were gushing onto the cock that continued to pound into her. Every bit of her body was intensified by the orgasm, her muscles clenching uncontrollably, her clit swelling as if it were reaching out for any stimulation. She rotated her hips as much as she could, milking the cock as her orgasm raced through her untrained body.

Michael saw her bucking beneath him, her face contorted in pleasure. He had made her cum, he smiled widely as the young girl's pussy began to suck the cum from his balls. He struggled to wait until she was finished, but he couldn't. He pulled his cock out of her pussy as her orgasm began to wane. He stroked his cock with his hand, moving closer to her face.

She didn't understand why he pulled out of her, but then she saw his cock only inches from her face. He was pumping it vigorously.

NOOO! Nnott on my face!" She heard him moaning loudly, his hand pumping harder. "NNNNO!" She protested loudly, trying to push her 47

face out of the way, but he continued to draw nearer to climax on her.

Right on her face.

Michael watched as the cum boiled up from his balls. It shot through his cock, quivering excitedly as a stream of white, milky cum burst from his cock and landed with a loud plop on the side of her face. She tried to turn away, but he pumped a second spurt of cum that landed on her lip and chin.

"EEWWW," she cried out in shame as the hot crème burned her skin. It was too much, load after load soiling her complexion, her lips tightly clenched, trying to keep the large drop of cum that was sitting on her lower lip from entering her mouth. He moved closer as he continued to pump his cock, Kiley face to face for the first time with a man's spewing cock. He moved it so close that it banged on her lip, leaving more cum as it continued to gush onto her face, humiliating her. She tried to recoil, but he was on top of her, rubbing his wet, slippery cock on her lips until his cock forced her lips open wide enough for the slippery cum to drip into her mouth. She couldn't resist any longer as the head of his cock pushed the drying cum into her mouth, his cock following until the head sat heavily on her tongue.

"Lick it clean."

She heard the humiliating words; her tongue began to run over the slippery head, shamed as she sucked a few more drops from his balls and into her waiting mouth. The cum was so thick, the smell acrid, the salty taste permeating every part of her mouth. All she could hear was her shameful sucking and licking of his cock as she cleaned it.

He finally pulled free, her lips tight around the head as it pulled out, one last chance to lick the last of the cum from it. When it was free of her mouth, she did what she had to, gulping loudly as she struggled to swallow the thick crème that refused to go down into her belly. She gagged before it finally slipped down, but the taste in her mouth never went away.

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Kiley was released from the ropes, but Michael's cock was already rising up to its former self, Kiley knew she wasn't finished satisfying himself with her young body. She feared what he would do to her next, her fears coming true the minute he began to tie her up again.

Her body was dumped unceremoniously onto her belly, his hand slapping her buttocks. She didn't need a reminder of the way his fingers and tongue had entered her anus. It wasn't that painful when they entered her, just uncomfortable to have something shoved into a hole that was built to only push out. He had two or three fingers inside her, Kiley not sure, all she knew was that her insides had to stretch wide to accommodate him, and they paled in comparison to the size of his cock. He would rip her to shreds if he sodomized her.

He was surprised when she didn't fight him as he took the ropes that were still tied to her wrists and spread them out to the two farthest corners of the headboard. He arranged her head gently so he could see her face, brushing the hair out of her eyes. His fingers strayed to her mouth, moving around her lips until they parted, reminding her how vulnerable she was to him.

Kiley felt the perverse excitement as her arms were bound again, in spite of the fact she was on her belly and her ass was vulnerable. His touch on her face was tender, as though he were her lover. He made her look back at him, wanting to see the humiliation she knew he would put her through. Cynthia even had a good view of what would happen, sharing in her shame.

Michael moved farther down the bed, his hand sliding over the silky skin of her back until he got to her waist and the gentle bulge of her buttocks. She had her legs together, but she had such a pronounced crack, twin peaks rising up from it so proudly that it only added to the mystery of what lay beneath her clenched buttocks that she tried to hide from him. His fingers went to her buttocks, sliding over the clenched muscles, a finger moving up her crack, feeling the dampness from the sweat as she tried to keep his finger out.

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Even though she felt an excitement at being bound on her belly, it was fear of pain that made her resist him, knowing that her tiny, virgin hole could never accommodate anything as massive as his cock. Her pussy still hurt from his cock; no matter how much pleasure she felt when he forced her to cum when he fucked her, there was still the pain to contend with. His finger tickled along her crack, but she knew where he wanted to get to, Kiley would resist him as long as she could. She was shocked when he stopped, got off the bed, but she should have known what was next. The ropes around one ankle began to pull her leg over to the side; slowly it slid on the bed until it was near the edge. She saw Michael reach down to secure it to the leg of the bed, just as he did when she was on her back. He moved to the other side, stopping when he was between her legs. Kiley should have tried to shut her legs to stop him, but she knew it was futile. He would soon have her other leg secured and spread widely. He moved to the other side and she felt her free leg pulled out, her crotch opening up as he pulled her leg until it too was at the edge of the bed, both of them spread as wide as the bed would allow. The rope tightened, Kiley testing it, finding that she couldn't shut her legs.

They were spread lewdly, something that Michael had already discovered, she saw him standing between her legs and gazing at her widely spaced crotch and all that was exposed. She clenched her buttocks as tight as she could, but she still couldn't keep them tight enough together to hide her anus from his view.

"Such a lovely ass, Kiley. And to think that you have been saving it for me." His cock was already rock hard, but he wanted to tease her first. He knelt on the bed beside her hips. His hands went to her ass, one on each side of her cheeks. He dug them into her skin, taunting her without pulling them apart, but she knew that he could with ease.

She felt his fingers dig into her cheeks like claws, Kiley resisting as long as she could, finally giving up the futile fight. His fingers peeled open her crack like the petals of a flower, the skin stretching until she could feel spasms in her anus, knowing that she was crudely exposed.

Each time she thought it couldn't get any worse, his fingers would get a better grip on her soft skin and yank her anus open wider. He began 50

to pinch and clutch her cheeks, feeling as though her anus was doing a lewd dance for him, Kiley unable to control her anal muscles, she could feel the pucker in her anus opening and closing. "Pleease, don't do that, it's humiliating!" She cried out, her body turning pink from the way she knew he was exposing her to his eyes. She tried to escape him, but the tight bondage only made it look like she was tossing her body erotically to excite him. Two fingers crept down to her pussy, unable to stop as he opened up both holes so he could explore her intimately with his eyes and fingers.

Michael grabbed a pillow, thrusting it under her hips when she tried to bounce away from him, just enough play in the ropes to raise her ass up submissively. Now that the ropes were drawn taut, her cheeks were pulled widely apart, no matter how much she fought. Between her lily white cheeks lay the crinkled, brown hole that beckoned his attention.

Kiley began to panic as soon as his finger began to circle her tiny hole. Her ass was thrust up so high, or at least it felt that way, no longer able to protect her backside, not even if she clenched her cheeks. "OOOWWW!" She cried out when Michael slapped her ass, unable to move away, another slap catching her other cheek.