Stricken Resolve (17 page)

Ridding myself of my entire outfit, I throw
my clothes into a pile on the blue carpet of my tan walled, band
poster covered, bachelor pad looking studio/game room. Walking over
to Cammy, I stand behind her and take a naughty meandering gaze
from her feet to her perfect perky pale ass. It won’t be pale for
long. I follow my gaze up with curves of her delicate back. She’s
not very big. She’s skinnier than Emily and a little bit taller.
But she’s so fuckable it should be illegal. The powerful urge of my
sadistic nature flares through me and I pull back my hand and
strike her ass full throttle.

“Oh!!!!!” She screams.

Fuck yeah!

“That’s for pinching me you sick bitch.” I
swing back again and come down just as hard on her ass and the
sounds of my slap echo off the walls.

“Ah!!!” She cries out and my hand stings like
little pins and needles, and the redness of her backside makes me
even hotter.

“And that’s for taunting me. I’m tempted to
dry fuck your ass for being such a bitch.” I capture her hips and
dig my thick fingers into her bones, my cock ramming between her
butt cheeks against her unlubed asshole. Making her legs shake and
she cries out again.

“Shut the fuck up.” I smack her ass as I
press the head of my dick into her dry rosette. She pushes outward
and my meaty head sinks in with a rough push. Ah, just perfect!

Hunching over her body slightly, I reach out
and dip my hand into the middle pocket of the red felted pool table
and pull out the first ball I can grasp.

With the black shiny eight ball in hand, I
bring it around to the front of her and rub it between her silky
wet fold. Paying extra attention to press it firmly to her
clit.

“Oh god,” she moans, unable to keep her legs
from trembling.

That’s my girl, my sensitive little slut.

“Open your legs.” I kick her feet out
further. “I’m going to shove this in your pussy.” I press the cold
ball to her entrance and she presses down into my hand. Wanting it
inside.

“Yes,” she wantonly hisses.

“Do you want this ball, you slutty whore?” I
slap her ass with my free hand and then reach up and grab a fist
full of her hair, yanking her head backward. Which only makes her
wetter and moan louder.

“Fuck me however you want to, master.”

Hell yes, I’ll fuck her however I want
to.

“Answer me bitch.” I tug her hair back harder
and a grunt bellows deep inside her throat.

“I want the ball,” she whines in a soft
whisper, her body beginning to tremble even harder.

“More, tell me more,” I bark, my hand
circling her entrance with the cold ball, my hard bulbous cock head
still nestled inside the rim of her tight asshole.

“Please put it in me. I want the ball in my
pussy.”

Slipping my cock from inside her ass, I flip
her around and lift her onto the edge of the pool table. Spreading
her legs wide, I cup the back of her neck with my hand and pull her
forward so she’s almost folded in half. Her legs bent and feet
resting flat on the bar of the table, completely open to me and
whatever I want to do.

“Watch me fuck you with this ball,” I order,
aggressively keeping hold of her neck, my other hand pressing the
eight ball to her dripping hairless pussy.

Slowly I press into her, the ball ripping her
open and all she can do is watch wide-eyed and whimper. A few
painful intakes of breath tells me it’s not all pleasure and I
don’t care, I keep going. About half way in I get my hips close
enough and turning my hip into her pussy, I bump hard.

“Oh my god, oh my god,” she screams in pain
mixed with pleasure as it plops fully into her. Ripping her cunt
apart. Fuck yes!

Bumping into her pussy with my hip again, she
grasps my waist and convulses, her head slung down, her thick heady
moans filling the air as she orgasms. And I bump it again, making
her come even harder. That’s right. One orgasm down, thirty more to
go. Retracting her claws from my flesh and my hand leaving her
neck, she sits up, already wrung out.

“Ah-ah-ah, no-no-no, you’ve got thirty more
to go,” I scold, wagging my finger in her face with a huge wicked
smile. I have so much planned for tonight. “That ball will stay in
there until I say otherwise and I will fuck your dry ass with it in
there. Are we clear?”

She sadly nods and frowns. Nope, we’re not
having any of that bullshit.

I grab her face and tilt her head up so she
meets my eyes. “I love you Cammy, and because I love you I want to
punish you. I want to punish you so much that you come and you
come, until you can’t walk tomorrow. If you truly don’t want to be
punished, use our safe word. If you don’t I’m going to inflict some
brutal erotic pain on you. And by doing so I’m going to make you
come screaming my name. Do I make myself clear?”

“Yes, master.”

“Good, now what’s our safe word Cammy?” I
lovingly ask her, my eyes dipping into her beautiful blue ones.
She’s amazing. My amazingly hot, kinky, slut.

“I don’t need it, Master. I will let you do
whatever you want to me. I want the pain. I want your dick inside
of my asshole, master. I want to be punished.”

I can see all of the truth in her eyes. I
know she loves this. But I’ve never punished a woman as hard or as
rough as I have her and sometimes it scares me. I need the ability
to inflict pain and dominate. I’ve just never taken it to the
lengths she’s taught me to. She might be some sweet, adorable and
helpful woman on the outside. But inside she’s as fucked up and
tainted as I am. And by letting me punish her and hurt her, she
somehow gets pleasure and relief. I know it all. I know all about
her. And somehow the pain fixes what’s broken inside. A woman after
my heart and she owns it. She owns so much of me. If only she knew
how much.

“I will punish you sweetie, I just need to
know the safe word,” I emphasize, to let her realize the importance
and lean in to capture her mouth with a quick loving kiss.

“I’m not you’re fuckin’ sweetie, bucko. I’m
your whore and the safe word or words are purple eggplant.” She’s
not happy with me, damn, I shouldn’t have stopped being a dick. I
just worry sometimes she would let me almost kill her and she’d
still not call out the safe words.

“Watch that tongue you greedy little bitch.
Now I’m going to delay your orgasms for a bit and watch you sit
like a little slut with a ball inside your pussy. No wait, I’ve got
a better idea.”

I hop up on the side of the pool table and
reach up over the rafter for the hanging rope I tied around it for
occasions like this. Making sure the end’s secure to the beam, I
tug the rest of the rope down with me. Lifting her off of the
table, I place her back on the ground bent slightly over the table,
a mix between standing and doggy style. Seizing her wrists, I tie
her up tight. Her arms above her head, unable to move. Her body
angled awkwardly where she is forced to use her muscles to keep
upright. Leaving her to stew, I run my hand along the pool table as
I watch her and her glowing hot and horny eyes follow me and my
giant hard dick walk a circle around the table. I know she hates
being denied and normally I’m nice about getting her off. Not
tonight though. She should have thought about that before giving me
her bitchy lip.

Stopping at the pocket closest to her, I pull
out the cue ball and throw it in the air and catch it. Over and
over again I do this. No words, nothing but her panting in the
sexually charged room and me getting ready to add more balls into
her cunt.

I approach her and push her legs apart and
she angrily snaps them shut. Naughty Cammy, this isn’t going to
work this way. I’m the dom and she’s the sub. She needs to learn.
But how should I punish her more?

Leaving her again, I go into the studio and
snatch up a reel of thick blue wire and cutters. Tying two pieces
of the wire on opposite ends of the pool table legs I cut them just
long enough. Grabbing one of her legs and holding it out as far as
she can stretch I wrap the cord around her ankle and tie it tight.
Of course she feels the need to fight me the whole way. What’s up
with her tonight? Then I move to the other side, doing the same so
she’s spread wide and can’t move. Her feet planted firmly on the
floor and I have full access to every orifice of her body.

“So… Are you done being a little bitch?” I
give her a little swat on the behind. Too hard and she’ll come.
Little ones will just torture the hell of out her.

“Yes, master,” she mopes.

“Are you going to hold both of these big
large balls inside your dripping cunt?” I roll the ball up her
spine and back down, exciting goose bumps to flare across her
perfect skin.

“No,” she states, her insolence tainting the
sex crazed air and the ball that was shoved inside of her exits,
hitting the ground with a large crack. That echoes in the room.

I swat her ass again. This isn’t like her to
be so naughty and disrespectful.

“What is your problem?” I snap, bending over
to grab the eight ball from the ground.

“Kiss my ass.”

Ok, this is something new.

I listen and kiss her ass except this time I
do it with my dick. Laying the balls on the table I spread her
cheeks and rest my sights upon her back entrance. She said she
wants me to kiss her ass. So here goes nothing. Gripping the middle
of my ten incher, I thrust in one swift motion the head into her
dry hole and she screeches. Pain or pleasure? I don’t know… but
this is happening.

“How’s that for a fucking kiss?”

Silence. Fine.

Gathering up my courage I tighten my tattoo
covered abs and impale her to the hilt with one drive. Oh god I
think I might come. Fuck she’s so goddamn tight. Shit. I nearly
black out from too much pleasure and swim into my head with so much
lust and sensory overload. So this is what heaven feels like?

“Didn’t you fucking hear me? Get out of my
ass now,” she commands.

No I didn’t hear her; I was too happy and
living in crazy sex land that is full of hot sexy asses and
orgasms.

Digging fingers into her hips, I stay buried
deep into her ass.

“You want me to kiss your ass so my cock is
kissing your asshole all the way inside.”

“I don’t care, I want you out.”

She’s not going to do this demanding shit. I
know her ploy and if she wants me to stop she knows how to make me.
Safe word. Use the cocksuckin’ safe word, bitch. And she hasn’t
which means she’s pushing me for whatever reason to punish her
harder.

Tilting over I grab both of the balls in my
big hand from the table and I reach between her legs where I don’t
even prep her and I force one ball in and she gasps, and the next
one goes and I hold her cunt so she can’t push them out. Ha—got you
bitch.

The pressure of the balls against my dick
that’s inside of her is so intense. There’s barely any room to move
and I’m finding it extra hard not to shoot my seed right fuckin’
now. She feels so damn good. Too good.

Sliding my thickness back I impale her tight
ass again and she screams and I mean screaming bloody murder. Her
body shaking so badly she’s teetering on the edge of a climatic
seizure.

“You fucking done being a bitch?” I pull out
and slam into her again, holding myself deep inside and she keeps
shaking her breathing so erratic and loud.

“Oh master, I want to come. Oh
ppllleeeaassseee I’m so sorry. The balls...” I push them in further
and rotate my hips, still deep inside to overstimulate her
beautiful body.

“God pleaseee...” she begs, unable to keep
her voice steady. Her legs are like wobbly noodles. With my free
hand I administer tiny zing filled slaps across her backside.
Making her moan so loud, I’m glad the entire upstairs has been
sound proofed.

“Now, why are you being such a stupid cunt?”
I pull my dick out half way and she grunts in protest. Ah-ah-ah,
I’m the man here. I will decide what happens.

“I don’t know,” she lies and I can tell it’s
a lie because she sucks in a big gulp of air and tries to steady
her body that’s dancing on the rim of a big fat and juicy
orgasm.

Another swat. “Ohhhh,” she moans, pressing
back against my dick to have me inside her again and I back away.
Not letting her win.

“No…no orgasm until you tell me why you’re
being this way.” I swat her again and I hear her teeth chatter.
Fuck she’s being tortured on the brink.

“I’m hurting. Just make the pain go away. I
need to orgasm. Please… make the pain go away,” she begs, pulling
on the rope suspending her arms in the air. Curving my body around
hers, my chest pressed to her back, I wrap my arm around her
stomach and hold her up, my mouth pressed to her neck, sliding my
tongue along her soft skin.

“Tell me why you’re hurting,” I whisper and
nip her ear with my teeth.

“I saw you with her on the beach, you between
her legs. I’m just waiting for whenever you chose to let me go,”
she admits, through husky wanton breaths and she sighs.

“I’m never letting you go Cammy.” I ram my
cock all the way inside her asshole and still myself. Oh shit, yep,
I’m going to come any minute. Chill out. Make this last, you sick
fucker. Give her what she needs. She’s insecure. Make her realize
she should never be because you are never letting her go. No matter
what!

Shit!

Did, I seriously just admit that? Damn…. She
really has burrowed herself into my heart. Fuckkkk…. She’s so damn
amazing.

“You’re...” She moans out and I suckle her
neck. “Not?” Then I bite her and she screams out again, body
trembling and I slide my cock out of her ass and dive back in
pumping into her over and over. Driving us both higher and higher.
Oh fuck yes! I’m… oh… shit….

“I’m never letting you go… I love you… my
kinky whore,” I growl, and hell yes! My cock jumps and my eyes roll
back into my head as my body jerks, filling her greedy asshole with
my come and she spills over with me. Her screams overshadowing my
deep bellowing grunts. I finish wringing my cock inside of her and
slowly I pull him out. Which she protests with a whine. Round one
complete. I’m about ready for more.