Tom and Becky were old friends, and anything Tom thought of as amusing, Becky would go along with in an experimental way. They were farm kids, Tom twenty, and Becky, eighteen, but they'd grown up together, having sex in the barn. Tom liked to introduce new techniques, new partners.
His favorite lamb was an addition that startled Becky one day, until she realized that nothing about Tom should be startling. He was crazy. They laughed at each new thing that came up.
Tom was also fascinated by bondage, and he made Becky submit with passion, tying her up and beating her, making her suck his lamb for him, making him suck his cock while he watched her moan and squirm around on the floor.
But Tom learns that he likes girls more than animals, and soon he spends all his time with Becky, teaching her how to serve him, how to satisfy his needs and desires.
He enjoys humiliating her, and she seems to have a need to be ass-fucked, pissed on, and humiliated in whatever way suits Tom's whim.
Tom finds himself getting successful at sports, and his lamb wins a contest. Good luck seems to come to him without a lot of effort, and each time he has an accomplishment, he gets tougher to deal with.
He treats her so roughly that even she is amazed, beating her with a jock strap, tying her up, shoveling shit all over her.
Then he turns the tables and allows her to dominate him, and is she ever ready.
"Does this please you, master?" she asked, standing above his beaten body, pissing on his face!
CHAPTER ONE
Beautiful Becky was looking for her sex playmate, her handsome next door neighbor, Tom Anderson. Becky and Tom had grown up together, in more than one way. They had experienced the full gamut of sexual perversions together, and Becky knew that everyday would bring even more erotic and passionate pleasures with the savage, and extremely humpy young stud.
Becky's cunt was juicing and she could feel the front of her tight little shorts getting all wet. She could have just lied down right there in the fucking com field and fingered herself to a roaring and savagely glorious orgasm, but she wanted Tom to fuck her, or perhaps do something even more outrageous to make her cum.
Tom seemed to always be coming up with new ways to make her reach her violent earth-shattering orgasms. He never seemed to be at a loss for an original idea when it came to sex play for the two of them.
That was why she loved him so.
Becky's heart was beating madly. She could sense something about to happen but she didn't know what it was. She could feel Tom's piercing blue-green eyes staring at her, eating up her flesh, and yet she couldn't see him anywhere or even hear a sound.
The crows circling the cornfield was the only sound breaking the early morning silence.
"I wonder if that fucker went out to the old barn again," she said to herself softly.
There was an old barn on Tom's land that use to belong to the Anderson family, but had been deserted many years before when Tom's father had built a new barn and a new house closer to the main road. The barn was never used, even for storage. There was nothing in it except the barn itself. The stalls were empty. It had an eerie feeling to it, and that was why Becky and Tom often went there to play their perverted wild sex games with one another.
Becky saw the big old barn in the distance, and her heart began to race even more. She could almost feel Tom in front of her, and yet she could see or hear nothing.
She knew it was only a matter of time.
Becky approached the bam from the south com field, and walked slowly to the huge double sliding doors in the front. She pulled them apart slowly and the light streamed into the fairly dim interior of the smelly old structure.
She listened intently waiting for Tom, if he was there, to give himself away, to make that one sound that would tell her he was hiding somewhere waiting for her.
Becky hated it when he got the better of her, and they were always trying to outdo one another, always trying to get the better of one another by surprising each other, or jumping out from behind a pile of hay. Stuff like that! Becky could, feel the same thing about to happen.
She strained her ears, and still heard nothing. She closed the big heavy creaking door slowly behind her, casting the interior of the urine-ridden bam into an eerie semi-darkness. She had to wait a minute before her eyes adjusted to the dim lighting. Her father was a good carpenter, and even though this barn had long since outlived its usefulness, the main construction was still firm. Very little light shone through the old weather-beaten rafters.
Suddenly, from seemingly nowhere, and in such a split second that Becky hardly knew what happened before it was too late to do anything about it, a lariat snaked through the air, catching her around the shoulders and pinning her arms securely to her sides.
Becky screamed as she saw her handsome lover jump out from behind one of the rafters. He was wearing his tight-fitting brown leather pants, and no shirt. Even in the dim lighting she could see his awesome physique with the rippling muscles. He pulled the rope tighter and tighter until her arms were helplessly bound beside her body. He tied the rope to a beam from overhead, and satisfied she was secured adequately, he moved in on her to finish the bondage before she could even think of how to escape from it.
Tom moves with all the swiftness of a mountain cougar. He grabs a plaid handkerchief from his hip pocket and quickly gags her mouth. Her screams now are nothing more than muffled whimpers. Another cloth ties her hands behind her back.
She is totally helpless.
Fury rages inside of Becky at this sudden uncalled for attack, and yet the cum is oozing out of her pussy hole more feverishly than ever.
Tom now parades around her, making little circles around her helplessly tied and bound body. He sneers at her, and then, for no apparent reason, spits right in her face.
Becky gets madder and madder as she sees the handsome super-hung stud demeaning her in this fashion. She wished that she had a chance to get even with him, but knew that that would come in all due time.
She always got her just revenge, especially when he went off on one of his wild little escapades like today.
She would make him pay for it, sooner or later, one way or the other!
Tom looks at the helplessly bound girl and his cock begins to roar in his tight-fitting brown leather pants. He can feel the cum oozing out of the tip of his mighty love sword staining the leather as he gazes at her bound flesh.
This was not the first time that Tom and Becky had played these little S&M games. To Tom, this was almost old hat. But it was Becky who made every time an adventure.
There was always a new region of her luscious body to explore, and she always seemed to do something that made their sexual meeting just that much more exciting than the one they had shared before.
Tom hardly knew where to begin. There were so many things that he could do to her, now that he had caught her by surprise and had rendered her so completely helpless. He had her where he wanted her, and now was the time to move in and take the fullest possible advantage of the erotic and masterful situation.
Tom loved playing master. He got off on being a brute. He got off on giving orders, and making the beautiful country girl cater to his every beck and call. Of course she was a spit fire, and more often than not she had turned the tables on him, making him the slave. But for right now, at least, he was the boss. And he was going to play the part to the fucking hilt!
Tom started rubbing his cock. Becky looked at the huge bulge in the front of the leather pants. She had seen that awesome ten-inch monster before. It had gone into every orifice in her body in every position imaginable, and still its mighty power and surprise frightened her. It was a cock to be reckoned with, and she never took it lightly. It wasn't just that it was ten inches long (probably the longest in the county) but it was that it was so fucking wide. It was more like an arm than a prick. She could almost feel it scraping the insides of her cunt walls, forcing her pussy lips further and further apart and literally taking her breath away it filled her womanly cavity so damn much.
Suddenly Tom walked over to her. He couldn't wait another second to get down to business. He reaches forward, and with one quick movement he ripped her tight-fitting blouse right off her body.
Becky was furious. Her mother had just given her that blouse for her birthday, her eighteenth, four days before. She would get even with him for this if it was the last thing she did.
Tom knew he was pissing her off, and that only added to his already over-heated excitement. He loved to see that look of fury on her pretty fair-skinned face. He liked the way her dimples seemed to get even deeper when her face turned in anger. Her blonde hair was hanging sensuously over her light blue eyes. She looked good enough to eat, and that was just what the fuck he was going to do-eventually!
He whipped out his cock and just let her gaze at it. Tom knew he had quite a piece of cock meat hanging between his legs. He knew that all the girls around in the neighboring farms wanted to get their hands on it, wanted to suck it, wanted to feel it slicing up in between their tender young cunt lips. But Tom only wanted Becky, and he made that known-to everyone!
"You're gonna suck this dick, you fucking whore," Tom yelled at her.
Becky screamed and screamed in protest, but her cries came out in tiny muffled moans, barely audible at all.
Tom stared at the huge heaving breasts as they heaved in front of the helplessly tied girl. Shreds of the white silk were dangling from her, caught in between the ropes that bound her arms to her sides.
Tom got a couple of old crates and positioned them in front of his bound captive. He jumped on top of them, so that his groin was now even with her breasts and mouth. He began to beat her with his cock. He savagely slapped her titties with the end of his ten inch weapon.
Over and over again he slapped her breasts with his cock. He was getting so fucking excited that the cum was beginning to ooze out of the tip of his cock, and he knew that if he wasn't careful he would just go ahead and shoot his load. He didn't want to do that. He had so, so much more to do to her yet. He didn't always get the chance to captivate her so fully and he wanted to take the fullest possible advantage of it.
Becky's face was getting red with fury as she had to just stay there, tied, helplessly putting up with whatever abuse her lover/master decided to dish out.
"Suck it, cunt, suck it good," Tom said.
He moved forward, and holding his mighty cock shaft in both hands, squeezing the base of it just above the balls savagely, he forced it all the way down Becky's throat.
Becky choked because he shoved the cock into her mouth so rapidly. She had been sucking his cock for years, and was well use to the size and magnitude of the monstrous mauler. But he was forcing it upon her so savagely today, and because of her helplessly bound position, he had literally blocked off her fucking wind supply and made it impossible for her to breathe.
Tom pulled the cock out of her mouth, furious at her delay at getting down to business. He jumped off the crate for a few moments, and circled the helplessly bound girl, continuing to flail her with his mighty pecker.
He slapped it furiously against her ass, her tits, her legs, her pussy, and then her tits once again. Then, as he had done before, he jumped up onto the crates and grabbed her hair, forcefully, shoving all ten inches of his cock down into her throat.
This time Becky was a little more prepared for the attack and she opened her mouth wide enough to get all ten inches of the mighty love pole down into her throat. She began sucking on it fast and furious, pulling inch after inch into the backmost recesses of her throat, and giving it all she could.
Becky was a good fucking cock sucker, the best in the land. That was surely one of the reasons Why Tom had fallen so much in love with her. Of course he had tried many of the other girls around, just for a little variety from time to time, but none of them could hold a candle in the love department to Becky, especially when it came to giving head. She just had a natural mouth, a mouth that was meant to hold and suck a big fat cock.
Tom felt the cum rushing up from his balls through the base of his cock. He knew that if he let the little cunt suck on his big fat dong another second he would surely shoot his load. He wanted to cum, badly. He could think of nothing more that he wanted to do than shoot his load, but he had too many other things to do with and to his captive prisoner of lust to let a premature orgasm ruin his fun.
Actually, he had the vitality to cum more than once, especially when he was with exciting Becky, but he wanted to save his orgasm for one forceful earth-shattering explosion. He knew the longer he held off the more violent his orgasm would be, and the more stimulating and gyrating it would be.
He would wait.
He yanked his cock out of her mouth. Becky groaned softly as she felt the huge dick being yanked out of her tired mouth. As big as it was, and as numb as her mouth was getting from sucking on it, she wanted more of it. She could never get enough of his cock-never!!!
Tom decided, that just for a little perversion, and because he absolutely loved to do it, he would give Becky a little treat and eat out her cunt for awhile.
Tom unzipped the front of her sexy shorts, and quickly yanked them down and off her ankles.
"You fucking pig, you no good, slut, you damn pig-slut," he yelled, when he saw that she was not wearing underpants, and that now her beautiful blonde-haired pussy was completely open for his scrutiny, inspection and ravagement.
Of course Tom loved it, the way Becky wore no undies or bra, but he loved to call her a fucking slut too.
Tom dropped to his knees in front of the blond vixen, and immediately set about giving her head.
He jabbed his tongue in and out of her pussy hole as he became more and more involved in what he was doing. He made loud, slurping, almost pig-like sounds as he pushed his mouth up against her snatch.
Becky just had to stand there, helplessly bound, taking it, and she loved every second of it.
She would have liked to be free to suck him back, or to moan and move around, but she couldn't move. She was helplessly bound, and she knew that that was a good part of what was making her even more excited than she would have otherwise been.
Tom brought Becky to the height of her passion. He sliced his long wet tongue muscle in and out of her hot box. The juices were dripping freely from her cunt and he licked them up. He loved the taste of her hot twat oils.
The more Tom attacked her cunt, the more excited Becky became, and soon she was jerking around like a wild animal-at least as much as she could, considering how helplessly she was bound and gagged.
Tom could see the sweat pouring from the young girl's body as the heat of her passion rose to a crescendo.
In and out his tongue went, each swipe exciting the blonde child all the more. He tickled her clit, which was rock hard by this time, and that sent even more chills of pleasure and excitement coursing up throughout her body.
Becky loved Tom, and this was one of the reasons. No guy who had ever had the pleasure of being with the blond bombshell, could ever suck her pussy the way Tom could.
Tom knew that if he continued giving her head in the fashion he was doing, she would surely shoot her load of jism.
Tom knew Becky, he knew her all too well. Tom knew just how much passionate carrying on she could take before she would have to cum. He knew that precious turning point where she would no longer be able to stand what he was doing, and have to give in to the passions that were rapidly swelling within her.
Tom loved to tease her. He loved to get her all the way heated up, just about ready to cum, with his tongue slicing in and out of her so fast it was a fucking blur, and then stop all action, leaving her frustrated and ready to scream with sexual frustration.
Becky hated it when he did this, but she knew that there was a method to his madness and that before long he would let her cum, and then, because she had had to wait so fucking long, the multiple erupting orgasms would be fucking outrageous.
Becky knew that Tom would never disappoint her. He would never let her down, or leave her frustrated.
Several times Becky had tried other lovers and would always come back to Tom for just that reason. No one could satisfy her enormous sexual cravings the way that Tom could. He had a magic touch, and a magic mouth-not to mention his gigantic magic cock. He had it all.
Tom decided to let Becky cum. She was his prisoner, and he was in complete control of her body. He felt like she was hooked up to a fucking switch. He had the control over the switch. All he had to do was flick the dial, and she could cum or not cum. He decided it was time to drive her out of her fucking mind with the heavenly throes of orgasm.
Tom started slicing his tongue in and out of her cunt with even more vim and vigor than he had previously been using.
Tom parted her pussy lips with his eager fingers and then jammed his tongue all the way up into her hot wet dripping snatch hole.
The juices were flowing out of Becky's cunt hole like her pussy was an open faucet. The more Tom played with her stiff shaking juicing clitty, the more wild she writhed about, and the more the thick gooey womanly cum juices flowed out of her.
Tom began to sweat like a pig. He was really putting all of his fucking energy into what he was doing. He didn't pull any punches or waste any effort when it came to making love with Becky. He gave her all he had, and she loved him for it.
Tom's tongue flew in and out of the passage, and soon he felt that all too familiar contracting and gushing against his sensitive tongue.
He knew she was going to cum.
This would only be the first of several multiple and wild orgasms that he would bring her to. It was kind of like a preview of what was to come in the next couple of hours. Becky knew this, and she relaxed her loins for just a second so that her orgasm could overtake her senses.
That was all that it took.
Tom felt her muscles relaxing and contracting, and he took the split second opportunity to shove his tongue in and out of her cunt hole like a fucking mad man.
The extra added oral attention in her hot dripping box sent Becky over the brink of sexual sanity.
No longer could she hold back the inevitable. No longer could she contain the wild pent-up sexual desires that Tom had so lewdly brought bubbling to the surface in her young quivering pussy.
Becky felt the passions rising in her hot loins, as her orgasm began. The cum started gushing out of her snatch. As the cum began to erupt between her cunt lips, soaking the warm sensitive pieces of womanly sex flesh, coating her stiff and shaking clitty, Tom continued to lick and slurp every last drop of the flowing juices up into his eagerly sucking and lapping mouth.
Tom gulped and choked on all of the cum as it flowed from her sex hole. He couldn't think of any other fluid he enjoyed drinking down as much as Becky's cum.
Tom opened his mouth even wider, engulfing her entire fucking snatch, so that he could pull into his hot eager mouth cavity every last drop of her cum.
Becky felt her cum being literally sucked right out of her snatch hole, and the more that Tom sucked her cunt the more the juices flowed from her.
She was in heaven!
As usual, Tom was driving her out of her fucking mind, giving her more pleasure than anyone in the world could give her, and once again sending her over the brink of sexual sanity.
Becky was sweating like a hog. She was shaking and quivering as if she was being electrocuted, as her wild orgasms continued. One after another her orgasms shot through her system, and Tom was right there, instigating them, urging them on, and drinking in the delicious reward of his efforts, her thick, hot, womanly love oils.
Tom felt the cum oozing out of the tip of his cock. He always got very excited when he sucked on Becky's twat, and he knew that if he even so much as fucking touched the tip of his cock, he would surely shoot his load of jism all over Becky's thighs.
Tom didn't want to cum.
Not just yet!
He wanted to cum inside of her, and not let his cum be wasted dropping to the hay below. He wanted to fill her cunt, and her ass and even her fucking mouth with his own hot jism.
Not only was this the way he liked to be satisfied, but he knew that Becky herself loved to drink in his cum, in any fucking orifice that was available.
She loved getting cock up the ass, feeling the huge manly love pole forcing her tight smooth ass cheeks wider and wider apart, and driving in and out of her behind until it was no longer able to do anything other than cum.
Becky, of course, loved to get the cock up her pussy. She had a tight warm snatch that seemed to have just been built to take Tom's cock. She would squeeze her thighs around the driving cum-shooting love stick, sucking it deeper and deeper into the pit of her passion hole, until she could suck the cum right out of the fucking thing.
And then, last but not least, certainly, Becky loved to suck Tom's cock.
Actually, of all the ways she liked to make Tom cum, this was her favorite.
Tom's cock felt so velvety smooth inside of her mouth, and it excited her so very much to suck on it, it had become her favorite past time.
Often Tom would just strip, stretch out his well-tanned muscular body on top of a hay stack in the barn, and let Becky go to work on his huge massive mauler.
She could suck his cock endlessly. He would always have to tell her to let him cum. She never tired first. She could suck him for a long fucking time, actually, forever!
Becky never tired of pulling the long thick cum-bloated cock shaft into the backmost recesses of her mouth, and sucking the sensitive shaft in and out, and up and down, until at last Tom would have to let his cum fly- Becky would gulp the jism down eagerly, relishing its flavor and texture in her hot eager mouth. She would gulp the cum, moaning like a fucking farm animal as she slurped the thick gooey life-giving man-fluid up into her mouth cavity.
Tom thought of all of the things that he had done in the past with Becky as he continued to eat out her snatch, and make her cum and cum and cum!
He decided that he had to fuck her.
He continued to jam his long wet and very talented tongue muscle in and out of her cunt hole until at last her pussy was exhausted and had been drained, at least temporarily, of all of its womanly juices.
Tom knew that the woman could cum many more times, and that this was only the beginning of this particular love session. She had a great deal of endurance, never tiring, and also seemed to have a fucking never-ending supply of hot cum.
This was only a warming up session, just a little pre-orgasm explosion. He was just letting her cum as a little treat. She would be made to cum many more times before the session was over.
They both knew that.
Unable to control himself any longer, and feeling the cum burning in his balls so much he thought his fucking cock was on fire, Tom decided it was time to shoot a little cum himself.
He felt like his balls and cock were going to fall off they were aching so damn much. He longed to shoot his hot cum into her helplessly bound body.
He wasn't sure exactly which one of her many inviting hot holes he would shoot into, but it didn't necessarily matter. All of Becky's holes were great. There wasn't an entrance to her body that wasn't warm, quivering, and extremely exciting.
Tom decided that he would tie her into an even more helpless position. She began to fight and scratch and kick as he unfastened her present state of bondage, only to move her over onto a huge wooden wine vat.
She was fighting him like the wild animal that he was, and he loved that. He liked the spunk in her, the fight, the killer instinct, the battling that she always tried. They both knew, that there was no way she could overpower him (of course unless he wanted her to, and there were many many times that he did and let her overpower him, giving in to her sadistic bitch ways and playing the passive sensual role) that this was all part of the game.
Becky fought, clawed, and even managed to get off one good swift kick right into Tom's well-muscled gut. Her foot sunk into his muscular stomach and he doubled over with pain. It was a pain that made his squirt cum, however, and it was a pain that he enjoyed.
"You fucking bitch, you'll pay for that kick," he screamed like a wild jungle animal, and slapped her really hard right across her face.
The hand print could be seen, on her cheek as he quickly tied her hands over her head to still another beam. Her legs, bound together at the ankles, were then tied to another beam and pulled tight. Ropes were wound around her smooth naked belly, across her pussy hole (still oozing a little juice cum because of her excited condition) and other ropes were tightly pulled across her heaving size thirty-eight knockers.
She was helplessly bound, lying on her back, hands and legs pulled up into the air, ready for his attack. There was nothing she could do in retaliation, even if she wanted to.
Becky tried desperately to free herself. She never gave Tom the satisfaction of thinking that he had conquered her. Even in this helplessly bound condition, obviously unable to free herself, obviously unable to retaliate in any sizeable way at all, she was still kicking, screaming and squirming.
She had a lot of spunk, more than any girl in the fucking county, and that was just one of the many things that Tom loved about the beautiful farm cunt.
"Now you're gonna get it, bitch, you fucking no-good slut. I'm gonna shove my cock right up into that pussy of yours, and fucking let you have a screw like you've never had before."
She stared at him and her face got red with anger. She looked like she could kill him. She squirmed and writhed about on the wine vat and the ropes began to cut into her wrists. Tiny trickles of blood could be seen as she fought desperately to free herself, as if getting fucked by the handsome young stud with the super-huge fucking cock was the worst thing possible in the whole damn world.
Becky took mental notes of the physical and emotional anguish that her lover-stud put her through. There would be the time when the roles would be reversed, when she would be the bitch mistress and he would be the fucking no-good scum-slave.
That was when she would pay him back, for now she had to put up with his humiliating her, and his wanton and lustful taking of her beautiful young body.
Tom backed away from her for a minute or two, and stared at her pussy. It was still gushing cum, and the cum had actually started increasing in thickness and speed of flow. She was a hot cunt all right, and she was eager to feel his cock slicing up into her pussy hole, even if she didn't want to admit it.
Tom grabbed his cock in his right hand. 'All ten inches of his monster were alive with the need for sexual release. He fell that he could fucking let her have it up the cunt until she past out. He felt at -that moment that even Becky, the best screw in the county, would not be able to satisfy his unquenchable thirst for lust.
He didn't ever remember being this hot before in his life. It always got him excited to render her helpless, to tie her up, humiliate her, and use and abuse her in any fucking way he saw fit.
This was no exception, only this time he seemed especially excited by her helpless condition.
Tom didn't need any lubrication on the end of his cock. The cum was flowing out of her pussy, and her natural womanly oils were lubrication enough.
She was helpless.
She could not fight him.
He was going to take her.
He was going to fuck her like she had never been fucked before in her life.
And the time was now!!!
CHAPTER TWO
Becky stared at her handsome lover and knew that it was time to get screwed. She knew that Tom wasn't going to wait another fucking second to let her have it, and she was glad.
Of course she wasn't going to let him know it. She kept screaming and grinding about, trying desperately to free herself, as he positioned himself in front of her cunt.
He had tied her in such a way that all he had to do was walk forward and his cock would slide easily right into her love hole. She was helpless to fight him off, and still she tried. It was a natural instinct. She couldn't just lie there not moving and let him attack her.
Besides, that wouldn't be any fun.
For either of them!
Tom ran his strong fingers along the sensitive inner creamy-white thighs as the bitch screamed in pretended protest.
Tom moved forward as Becky continued to try and free herself from the tight bondage that he had placed her in.
It was helpless.
There was no escape.
Tom pushed the cock head into her cunt. Becky screamed loudly as she felt the cock forcing her tight oozing cunt lips further and further apart.
The cock dove down inside of her, separating her pussy lips, forcing them, opening them, and driving deeper and deeper into the pit of her love hole.
Becky closed her eyes. The cock felt more like a fucking arm being shoved into her. Tom's cock was so long, and not only that but it was thick, like an arm or a leg-not like a man's cock at all. He surely had the best cock in the county. Becky had tried many a cock to make sure that she had the best, and Tom always would win out. Not only was it the biggest fucking cock around, but Tom knew how to use it better and with more erotic power than any of the other local yokels.
Becky groaned as Tom shoved the cock all the way into her cunt, so that his huge cum-laden hairy balls finally banged up against the warm moist and profusely dripping cunt lips.
Tom felt his balls getting soaked with her hot cum, and that excited him all the more. He pushed the cock forward a little more to make sure that the fucking thing was all the way inside of her. He wanted to give her the full feeling of his manly love pole, the full thrust of his huge mauler.
Satisfied that he was all the way in, satisfied that there wasn't even another half inch of his love pole left to plow into her helplessly spread and available quivering snatch hole, he pulled the cock all the way out except for the last inch or two sensitive, cum-dripping cock head.
Tom groaned like a wild dog as he felt the cunt beginning to tighten and relax around his sensitive cock shaft.
There was nothing like fucking Becky's cunt, except maybe her ass hole and her hot, talented, and very sensual mouth.
He began to shove all ten inches of his wide, throbbing cock in and out of her.
Each thrust of his tightened muscular smooth buttocks drove his cock deeper and deeper into her love hole. The cunt lips engulfed the wet thick shaft and squeezed it, as if they had a fucking mind of their own.
Each time he shoved his cock into her cunt, he got just that much closer to cumming. He knew that he was going to have to pace himself, as usual, or he would simply have to shoot his load.
One of the things that made Tom the best lay in the land, and the thing that really turned Becky on about him more than anything else, was that he had the ability to pace himself. He could fuck her endlessly, ramming inch after inch of his mighty love pole into one of her several hot wet open holes, and only cum when he wanted to.
Tom could hold back the orgasm, by letting up on the pressure of his fucking. Most of the other men that Becky had tried besides Tom, always came too fucking fast.
Becky knew that the guys who would fuck her came because she excited them too much to control themselves, and that should actually flatter her, but to her it was simply a sign of an inexperienced lover.
She felt that a good lover should be able to fuck for hours.
Tom was a damn good lover!
Tom began to slice his cock in and out of her. Each thrust of his hips was' a little more forceful than the one before it, and before long he was really fucking the living shit out of the helplessly bound and gagged blonde vixen.
His balls slammed up against her cunt lips repeatedly. He felt the cum boiling inside his cock shaft, and knew that he could easily cum at any given second.
He wasn't ready!
Tom wanted to fuck her for a long time before he shot his load of jism. He liked to enjoy the feeling of the warm tight sensitive and cum-gushing cunt lips around the sides and base of his shaft. He liked getting into the in and out rhythm of tightening and flexing muscles, thighs, asses, cock and pussy. He loved it all, and he wanted to savor every second as long as possible.
Tom knew that he could fucking leave her tied right there, cum, take a nap, get up, and fuck her all over again. She was under his control, at least for the present, and he could use and abuse her in any way he saw fit.
However, he wanted to fuck her good, not spread it out over several fucks. It was going to be one gigantic orgasm, one earth-shattering explosion of his cum into her hot box.
He let up on his stroking when he felt the cum ready to explode in his huge sagging balls.
Becky groaned as she felt her erotic lover pacing himself. She knew that, once again, she had enabled the handsome young country stud to reach that point of near explosion, and once again he was deliberately holding off from cumming, teasing her in the process, and building the height and intensity of his inner passion to the point of near eruption.
Tom would fuck her savagely, then let up, and then fuck her savagely one more time. He kept on doing this, bringing his cum to the near-exploding point, and then relaxing until it subsided, only to start slamming in and out of her all over again until he was once more ready to shoot.
Tom could have done this for an hour, but this particular day he was especially homy. He had her in a particularly erotic state of bondage, and the sight of her huge thirty-eights heaving helplessly up and down on her chest, and her ass and cunt the way it was, all added up to excite him too fucking much.
He didn't want to wait any longer to cum.
He wanted to cum now.
He made a quick, last minute decision, and decided that her mouth was the hole that would get his cum.
He fucked her savagely in and out, cock into cunt, until once more he was brought to that point of near explosion. This time when he stopped for a second to rest, to give his cum a chance to stop boiling, he pulled his cock all the way out of her cunt.
Becky screamed as the huge cock was pulled out of her cunt. A loud slurping sound was made as the cunt lips contracted, trying one last time in vain to keep the huge throbbing cum-dripping member imbedded deeply in her love hole.
The cum dribbled down over her creamy-white inner thighs as the cock was pulled free, and Becky closed her eyes and moaned as the monstrous mauler was pulled from her quivering cum-oozing cunt hole.
She barely had time to catch her breath. She was in the heat of passion herself, and even though Tom had made her cum a short while before, his fucking of her hot box made her horny all over again and now, once more, she was ready to cum right along with him.
Actually, for Becky it was like one long orgasm. Tom got her so high on sex, got her so fucking hot, that all the time she was screwing around with him it was like having orgasm. The feelings changed, but they were always at an extremely high point of sexuality, making her ready for explosion at any second.
Tom had the ability to bring her up to incredibly high heights of erotic passion, and then fucking keep her there endlessly. There was no release, no let up- not until HE wanted it to happen.
Tom grabbed her long curly blonde hair and yanked her head up. She was tied in such a way that she could move very little, but still he strained and yanked her long neck so that her mouth was in the correct position to suck his cock.
"Open your mouth, bitch," he screamed.
Becky just glared at him, lips closed tightly.
"Don't make me tell you again, cunt," he said, the rage showing on his handsome young masculine face.
Becky glared at him and still kept her jaws closed securely. She was deliberately trying to outrage him, and it worked.
"You fucking whore! You know you want it, don't make me get violent!"
Becky's eyes sparkled with lust. But she did not open her mouth. He was going to have to be more aggressive than that. He was going to have to "make" her open up.
Tom recognized her little game, and it infuriated him. His cock and balls were aching with the need to shoot cum, and he didn't feel like fucking around.
She would have to be taught a lesson.
He would fuck her mouth with no mercy. If she couldn't breathe, then tough. She would have to learn to obey him, especially when he had the upper hand, such as right now.
He drew his strong open palm way back beside his well muscled young body and then let her have a really hard slap right across the face.
One was not enough.
Over and over he slapped her across the side of her head. Becky felt stars as he beat her, and finally gave in by opening her mouth as wide as she could.
She was more excited than she had ever been before in her life, yet tears of suffering streamed out of her piercing blue eyes and ran down over her creamy-white smooth cheeks.
No sooner had she consented by opening her wide hot wet mouth, when all ten inches of Tom's fucking love sword was rammed right up into her.
She choked and gagged and writhed violently about on the vat, the ropes continuing to cut into her wrists, her breasts, and her legs as well.
Tom usually let her adjust to the full magnitude and power of his cock when shoving it into her mouth. After all, he had a full ten inches of manhood, and that was no small piece of meat for anyone to try and swallow.
But she had infuriated him.
He knew that she had done it deliberately, making him wait to -fuck her mouth, getting him homier, and getting him more violent. He had to teach her how to obey, he had to teach her a lesson.
So, he wasn't even the slightest bit considerate of her position. He shoved all ten inches of his fucking pole right into the backmost recesses of her young eager mouth.
She tried desperately to adjust her position, but she was tied so damn securely on top of the wine vat, and spread-eagled in such a damn helpless position, that it wasn't possible to have much freedom of movement at all.
She was helpless, and had to put up with whatever he did to her. And right now, it was shoving the nearly foot-long piece of cock meat all the way into her hot wet mouth.
She choked and coughed and quivered as the cock went plowing into her mouth.
Becky felt her fucking cheeks being pushed further and further apart as the cock started slamming in and out of her with break-neck speed.
Finally, after several long minutes of gagging and choking, Becky managed to adjust her neck in such a way that she could, at least to a certain degree, suck the cock comfortably.
She pressed her lips around the shaft and let the hot saliva juices from her mouth flow freely, lubricating the pummeling pecker as it forced its way deeper and deeper into the back of her sucking throat.
The cock had just come from her own cum-oozing pussy, and all of her own womanly juices were still on it.
She sucked the cock clean, licking it with her snake-like tongue, toying with the piss slit at the very tip of the bulbous cock head, until she had it nice and free of all of her cunt juices.
It excited her to drink up her own cum and cunt oils. The cock was flavored with her own inner being and it drove her out of her fucking mind with passion.
Tom could see the look of pleasure on her face as she continued to suck his cock.
He was nearing the point of no return. No longer could he hold back the inevitable.
It was time to cum!
Tom wanted to cum when Becky did. He wanted her to reach still another one of her fucking earth-shattering multiple orgasms, and he wanted her to reach it at the same exact instant that he did.
He suddenly, and unexpectantly (to Becky at least) shoved two fingers right up her cunt hole.
Becky screamed (as much as she could through the gag in her mouth) and writhed about on the wine vat as Tom began to finger-fuck her. Becky sucked his cock even more furiously as she felt the fingers plowing in and out of her pussy hole. She knew that she was going to cum once more, and that this time it would be even better than before because this time, she would be cumming with her handsome young lover Tom.
Becky loved to cum at the same time Tom did. They would get into all different kinds of weird positions to enable them to shoot their hot young loads of gooey sex juice at the same time.
This particular position, cock in mouth, and his fingers up her cunt, was one of her favorites.
The extra added pleasure of feeling her warm pussy lips against his fingers sent Tom over the brink of sexual sanity.
No longer could he stop the tidal wave of cum that had been building in the base of his cock and in his huge manly love balls for what now seemed like a fucking eternity.
He had to cum, and he had to cum fast.
He quickened the pace of his finger-fucking, making sure that every time he rammed his fingers up into her cunt he rubbed the underside of her sensitive clitty, making her juices flow all the more, and making her whole body shake with growing passion.
And then he began to cum.
Tom felt the cum beginning to be sucked right up through his cock shaft and out the tip of his piss slit at the very tip of his bulbous and now exploding cock head.
As the cum flew out of his cock, his knees went weak. He shook and quivered like a mad man, and jammed still another finger up his lover's pussy hole.
Becky felt the third finger entering her cunt, and that was just too fucking much for her to handle. Two fingers had been sexy enough, but now that there was a third one screwing her cunt, tickling her pussy, and driving her wild with pleasure, she had to cum as well.
The cum gushed out of her hot box, soaking his fucking fingers as she joined him in his obviously earth-shattering orgasm.
The two lovers came and came.
The cum gushed out of Tom's cock and flew up into Becky's hot sucking mouth.
She coughed and choked because there was so much fucking cum shooting out of his cock. It felt like she had just released a tidal wave of cum, and was now having to suck it all down.
That's just what she wanted. Becky didn't want to waste even a single fucking drop of the man's precious life-giving juices, and she kept her gagging mouth opened wide to make sure that she got it all into her oral cavity.
She sucked and lapped and licked until Tom's cock, had been sucked dry of every fucking ounce of precious cum.
He made sure that he kept finger-fucking her until he had completed his violent outrageous orgasm, and until she had done the same.
Tom didn't ever think he was going to stop cumming. He couldn't remember when he had cum this much before in his whole fucking life.
He felt as if his entire inner being was being drained and sucked right out through his piss slit, by the talented and obviously eager mouth of the young blonde vixen he had rendered helpless beneath him.
Becky enjoyed sucking cock, that was more than obvious. She didn't let up until ever last fucking drop of cum was sucked from Tom's cock.
Tom made sure that he kept shoving his three fingers in and out of her love hole, letting her enjoy her own violent orgasm just as long as he was enjoying his.
The two lovers were thoughtful of one another's passions, and that was one of the most important reasons why they got on so well together.
They were not selfish in their love making. If one would cum, they would want the other to cum.
It was that simple.
The sex was over, at least for now. Tom pulled his rapidly deflating penis out of her still sucking mouth. She tried to grasp it in her hot wet lips one last time as the end of the cum-oozing cock head slipped from her grasp.
Tom moaned and pulled his cum-soaked fingers out of her love hole. Her cunt sucked his fingertips as the last remaining cum flowed from her cunt.
They had both shared one hell of an orgasm.
Tom untied Becky quickly. The blood had dried on her wrists where the rope had initially cut through the skin. Becky was in pain, but it didn't matter. Everything was secondary to the pleasure that Tom had just let her experience.
The pain was only part of that overall exciting pleasure, and she was thankful she had received it.
Tom fell into one of the haystacks, exhausted, panting, totally spent and completely gratified.
As usual, Becky had drained him of his sexual excitement. It had been fantastic.
Becky snuggled her own naked, and cum-drained body up against his strong massive chest.
He smelled the sweet perfume of her freshly washed long blonde locks and the sweet feminine odors permeated his nostrils and made his cock twitch.
The two lovers closed their eyes and fell into a gentle afternoon snooze.
They both began to dream. They dreamed of how it all had begun, quite some years before when they were just kids. They fell into a deep sleep, both with smiles on their faces as they each flashed back over the years and thought of how their relationship had developed to the torrid state it was in today.
* * *
Becky was twelve. She was a virgin, naturally, and was playing innocently in the barn. Of course at this time the bam was being used by Tom's father for storage of tractors and other farm equipment, but still she could play there unbothered by anyone most of the time.
This particular summer afternoon Tom, the fourteen-year-old boy who lived next door to her own big farm was out playing somewhere. Both their parents were away. They had gone into town to get some supplies, and as usual on such Saturday afternoons, she knew that they would be gone all fucking day.
Becky liked to be alone. She liked to play in the hay stacks and- fool around with the farm animals. She was independent, even at twelve.
She was also beginning to blossom into quite a young lady. Her tits had begun to fill out quite nicely. Actually, the rest of the girls in her class were jealous of her, because her tits were more like a woman's than a little girl's. She had been the first to blossom in her school and her body was becoming alive with the need for fulfillment.
Becky was pretty innocent. After all, they lived way the fuck out in the country, and there wasn't much opportunity for sexual experience. She hated most of the boys in her class, that is all except Tom.
Tom and his parents lived next door to her farm. She came over here into their barn to play lots of times. Becky liked watching Tom work around the farm. He usually wore tight little cut-off shorts (like she did) and his muscular legs would shine in the sun and it would excite her. She didn't know why, but it did.
Already Tom had a nice firm body, with rippling muscles in his chest and belly. He had a natural body, developed and defined from the hard work that he usually did around the farm.
Becky was playing in the haystack this day, thinking of Tom and thinking of what it would be like to lose her cherry, when she heard the barn door open.
She decided that she would hide on Tom, as she often did, and watch to see what he did. She knew he would think that he was alone and he might do anything.
She felt a strange stirring down deep between her legs. She couldn't explain it, but nevertheless it was there. She couldn't deny it. She had the feeling that she was becoming a woman, and she could hardly wait.
Tom came into the deserted barn and looked around. He looked up into the hayloft, but saw no one.
"Becky?"
Becky was silent.
"Becky? Are you here?"
Still no answer.
"Becky, if you're hiding, you better get the fuck out of here," the spunky boy said.
Becky felt her heartbeat quickening but still she said nothing. She didn't move, afraid that the slightest tremor would be heard, or that some hay would fall from the loft where she perched almost directly over his head.
She waited breathlessly.
Tom decided that he was alone. He knew that Becky liked to hide on him, but she usually giggled in her girl-like fashion as soon as he would call her, always giving herself away.
x It was just too fucking quiet in the barn for anyone to be there but him, and he was satisfied. He wanted to be alone especially today, because he wanted to fuck around with Suzy.
Suzy was their sheep.
Tom had reached puberty the summer before, and had gotten into jerking off. He didn't realize just yet that the cock he was sporting between his legs was fucking gigantic, and would turn out to be bigger than all the other guys in the county.
Tom also was unaware of the many things that he could do with the cock. He wasn't all that much into girls, not just yet. They were still snot-nosed little pests, that were always bothering him. He couldn't think of them in any way sexually-but sex was on his mind.
Tom Was jerking off at least two or three times a day. His cock was growing so fast, and it was so long and thick, that it seemed like he always wanted to make the funny thick gooey white stuff come shooting out of the tip of it.
He loved to get all hot and sweaty and jerk off and watch the cum gush from his piss hole. He loved the feeling that overpowered him at these special "play" times.
Recently Tom had discovered Suzy. He had always loved his pet lamb, but it wasn't until the last month or so that he discovered Suzy liked to lick his cock.
Something told the young stud that this was very "naughty" and that if his father ever found out what he was doing with the farm animal, he would get his hide tanned but good.
Tom had to keep his affair with Suzy a secret. He knew, instinctively that it was something he had to do when alone. He couldn't trust anyone, even his next door little friend Suzy with the knowledge of what he was doing. He couldn't let anyone know, he just couldn't.
Tom had walked into the bam by himself, but now satisfied that Becky wasn't playing Hide And Seek with him, and that he was alone, he quickly ran outside.
Becky held her breath. She had the strangest feeling that he was up to something exciting. He had a look on his face that she had never seen before, and she was determined to stick around, keeping her mouth shut tight, and find out just what the hell he was up to.
Suddenly Tom reappeared in the bam and he was pulling on a little rope. Becky strained her eyes to the barn door to see what was attached to the other end, and was surprised to see Suzy, Tom's lamb.
The lamb was making funny noises, and was walking funny. Her back legs were far apart, almost as if she was expecting something to shoot up between them.
Becky's heart started beating madly and she didn't know why. She had a funny feeling that she was about to see something that she wasn't meant to see, something special, something sexual, and something erotic.
She could hardly wait.
Becky felt so damn sex starved. There was no one to talk to about becoming a woman. Her mother was a real prude, and she could hardly talk to Tom or any of her other friends about something so personal.
There was so much she wanted to experience, so much she wanted to learn that she hardly knew where she would start once she got the chance.
She looked at Tom. He had a devilish little look on his face. He had begun to sweat. He wasn't wearing a shirt, as usual for him in the summer, and his young muscles were bulging and gleaming from the sunlight that was flickering in through the rafters in the roof of the old well-used bam.
Becky felt excited as she stared at her playmate. She had never really thought of him in a sexual way, but lately she had been developing and growing up and all of her feelings about everyone and everything were changing so fast it was making her head spin.
Suddenly Tom didn't look like the punky little brat that she had grown up next to. Now he looked like a young man. He looked, to her surprise, strong and virile and very handsome. She felt her thighs beginning to heat up as she stared at his sweating muscular upper body, and then let her eyes rove down over the front of his tight little denim shorts.
She was surprised to see what looked like a huge fucking sock in the front of his shorts. She wasn't so dumb she couldn't realize it was his cock, but why did it seem to be so hard? Why could she see the outline of it so clearly?
She wondered!
She looked at the sparkle in Tom's eyes. He looked a way that she had never seen him look before, and the look continued to grow more intense as he led Suzy inside the barn.
Suddenly Tom started to undo the front of his tight little cut-off denim shorts. Becky watched, speechless, getting more and more excited as she saw the boy pull the shorts all the way down off his body.
He was not wearing any underwear, and his huge fucking stiff cock jumped out in front of him.
Becky had to put her hand over her mouth because she wanted to scream. She had never seen a boy naked before, and especially in an excited condition like this.
The cock looked fucking gigantic to her, and indeed, it was exceptionally large, especially for a boy of only fourteen years of age.
Tom began playing with the cock, as Suzy and Becky watched on. Suddenly the little lamb began to sniff around at Tom's hairless smooth balls.
Suzy twitched her rear end and shook violently as she smelled the huge boy cock looming out in front of her.
What amazed Becky so much, was that Tom didn't have to do anything. He didn't have to force the lamb to stick her nose up into his crotch, it was obvious that Suzy liked doing it without encouragement of any kind.
Tom leaned back against one of the beams, his shorts down around his ankles, and he closed his eyes and began to moan as the lamb became more insistent with its prodding mouth and tongue.
Becky watched from overhead, feeling the excitement in her own little virgin cunt growing rapidly as Tom's cock got even harder while the lamb continued sniffing and licking the balls.
Finally Tom took his cock in both hands (Becky noticed that there was still several inches of cock meat left, even with both hands wrapped around the shaft) and aimed it at Suzy's mouth.
The little lamb hesitated for just a second, took another couple of sniffs, and then making a strange groan the likes of which Becky had never heard an animal make before, the lamb began to lick the tip of the throbbing cock head.
Becky leaned forward slightly, straining to see what was going on. She couldn't believe her eyes. It was so exciting to see the little lamb licking her playmate's huge prick she didn't know what the fuck to do.
Unfortunately, she leaned forward too far. She was getting too excited herself, and wanted to get a closer and closer look at the action going on beneath her.
She got too close to the edge of the hay loft, and suddenly the hay started to slide.
She screamed as she slithered all the way from the top of the loft, down over the side and landed on her ass in a pile of hay used for feeding the cows right underneath where she had been perched.
She screamed as Tom looked at her with rage.
She had been caught.
Now what was she gonna do???
CHAPTER THREE
"What the hell are you doing here?" Tom screamed.
His face was beet red. He was so flustered he even forgot to pull up his shorts. His cock was still rock hard and jutting out in front of him.
He took one quick step forward, reaching out his hands to grab the little girl next door who had been quietly spying on him during his very "private" moment, and proceeded to trip over his shorts and fall flat on his face.
Even though Becky was frightened at being discovered, knowing that spying on Tom while he was doing such a "nasty" thing could mean she might get a spanking from him, she had to laugh when she saw him trip.
That infuriated him.
Tom yanked off his shorts as he rolled about in the hay.
Becky suddenly realized that this was her one chance to get away, and that she had better move fast.
As Tom wrestled in the hay trying to pull off the shorts, spitting and cursing like a fucking wild man, Becky made a dash for the barn door.
She had just about made it when she felt Tom's strong grasp on her bare ankle.
"Nooooo," she squealed as Tom dragged her back into the pile of soft warm hay.
They wrestled about, and Tom was surprised to find that wrestling with the pretty little girl that he had grown up with, suddenly made him quite excited.
Fie knew he was hot because he was going to jerk off, but now he was actually getting hot from just touching Becky. He had been with her all his life, almost as if she was his sister, and never before had he thought like this. It was strange, but he enjoyed the feeling and went with it all the way.
He continued to wrestle with her, and then climbed on top of her.
Becky screamed in fright when she felt the huge cock rubbing up against her bare midriff. She had on a halter top, like the top of a bathing suit, and her bare belly got all the feeling of the cock against it.
What surprised Becky was that amidst all the horror and fright of getting caught spying on her next door neighbor, she was feeling a strange excitement still stirring inside of her thighs, a stirring she had never experienced before and didn't know quite what to make of.
"Let me go, let me go," she squealed.
"No, no I won't. What were you spying on me for?"
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," she cried helplessly, as she felt Tom's strong body crushing her into the pile of soft hay, "I won't tell anybody, I promise."
Tom thought quickly. The only way he could be sure that she wouldn't tell anybody (and that was, of course, of the utmost importance considering what she had seen him doing with Suzy the lamb) was to make her participate. That way she wouldn't be able to tell her parents, or his parents, without exposing herself as well. Yes, blackmail! It was the only way.
Tom was very strong for a boy of fourteen. All the work on the farm that he had done had really developed his muscles to an extraordinary degree of definition and strength. He picked Suzy's young kicking body up like it was a bag of potatoes and threw her over onto the other side of the room.
Becky screamed in fright as she felt the power of his muscles toss her like she weighed nothing.
She was scared.
She was frightened because she had seen something that she shouldn't have, something nasty, something secret, something that Tom would now have to pay her back for. She wondered what he was going to do.
Becky crouched in the comer as Tom picked her up by pulling her hair. She screamed as he threw her back against the beam. She banged her head and began to cry.
"Shut up, you little bitch," he yelled, and then slapped her hard across the face.
The tears streamed down over her pretty cheeks, but what she couldn't understand was that when he hit her, the feeling of excitement in her young thighs continued to increase instead of going away.
She simply couldn't understand how she could possibly like it when the brute of a boy slapped her and treated her roughly. But she did.
Tom decided that he would make Becky watch what he was doing. He wasn't going to hide it. She had caught him. She had wanted to watch-and now that's just what the hell she was going to do.
"What are you doing?" Becky screamed as Tom, still nude, still with a roaring hard-on sticking out in front of his smooth muscular belly, picked her up and pushed her against the beam once more.
"I'm going to tie you up," he said.
"No, no!" she screamed.
"Shut up," he yelled, and slapped her hard across the face again just for good measure.
Becky felt totally helpless as she felt the well-muscled young stud shoving her around.
And still she became even more excited.
She didn't understand it. Her head was spinning with fear and excitement at the same time. She felt alive with pleasure, and more frightened than she had ever been before in her life. She didn't know if she was going of coming, and still the heat between her legs was increasing.
Tom knew he had made the right decision. This was the only way to assure that she would not squeal on him. He might have tried talking her into secrecy. After all, they had grown Up together, and did know each other pretty well. But he just couldn't trust her to keep the secret. What he had been doing was something he shouldn't have been, he knew, and he wouldn't be able to sit down for a month after his father got through tanning his hide, if he ever found out that he had had Suzy the lamb lick his cock.
Tom had to keep his affair with the lamb quiet, and blackmail was now obviously the only way to do it.
Tom grabbed some rope that was hanging over one of the topmost beams. Before Becky knew what was happening, and before she could fight him off, he had begun to wind the thick rope around her bare belly and upper thighs, pinning her helplessly to the huge wooden beam.
"No, no," she screamed, as she felt herself losing control. Little by little, like a spider spinning a web to catch an unsuspecting moth in flight, he was making her his prisoner. He was binding her, using as yet unknown bondage techniques on her.
What neither of the innocent little children knew was that this tie-up game was going to turn into a regular thing, and grow, as they did, into the state of advanced bondage that they would soon enter together.
The ropes cut into Becky's wrists. She tried to wiggle free but Tom knew his knots, and soon had her helplessly and sadistically bound.
She began to scream, and Tom realized that he had to shut her mouth. He slapped her again, really hard, and she shut up. The tears streamed down her cheeks, but she just whimpered. She knew better than to scream again. Tom wanted her silent, and silent she would be.
Tom found himself really getting off on overpowering her. She was bound helplessly to the beam. She couldn't move. Her young flesh was right in front of him, and even though he wasn't into her all that much sexually (not yet anyway) it was exciting him to see the young girl tied like that.
Tom felt his cock throbbing in front of him.
"Now you're gonna watch. You wanted to watch, and now you're gonna. I'm gonna make you see me do what I was gonna do before I knew you were here. You're not gonna stop me. You're gonna watch and then if you say anything, you'll be in just as much trouble as I will be."
Becky knew better than to say anything. She was frightened. She had never seen her young friend so aggressive, so savage. The tears streamed down her face, and yet the burning between her legs continued to increase.
It made her more and more confused that she could be stimulated by her present predicament, and yet she was. As the ropes cut into her wrists even more, the heat of passion between her young thighs increased steadily.
Tom started to slowly jerk his huge cock. He grabbed the thick shaft and ran his hand along the sensitive underside of the shaft, tickling the balls with his fingertips, and then running his hands over the cum-dripping cock head.
The pre-orgasmic fluid had started to drip slowly out of the tiny piss slit at the tip of his now bulging and quivering cock head and he squeezed the head and rubbed the cum into the sensitive membranes.
He shook all over as he started really getting into his self masturbation, seeming to be even more turned on knowing that his young tied- up girl friend was being forced to watch his actions.
Becky was indeed watching, but her eyes were wide opened with lust and interest. She couldn't believe how the cock was getting even bigger than it already was the longer Tom played with it.
She had never seen a stiff pecker before and this was really exciting to her. She knew enough about sex to know that the man shoved his stiff cock up the women's pussy. She had learned about sex, to some degree, from the other girls in her class. A lot of them had already lost their cherries.
Suddenly the thought of fucking Tom began to cross her mind. She had never thought about him in this sexual way before, but looking at him now he looked so sexy.
His muscles were gleaming with sweat, and his cock just kept on getting longer and thicker the more he played with it. His hand was really beginning to stroke his young fat boy cock vigorously and the more he got into it the more Becky got into watching him do it.
Tom had been jerking off enough to recognize that old familiar feeling when he was about to cum. He felt his balls catching fire, and the throes of orgasm sweeping over his young virile body.
Tom quickly stopped jerking his meat. He didn't want to cum just yet. He knew that after shooting his load, there was a period of time where he didn't feel sexy at all. He wanted to keep the great feeling that he was experiencing going as long as he could. Besides, he also knew that if he took a long time before letting his thick cum shoot out of his cock, then it would feel even better when the juicy sex sauce finally did shoot out of the tiny piss slit at the tip of his bulbous cock head.
Tom decided to return his attention to Suzy. She had been standing by the both of them, patiently waiting to continue her little affair that had been interrupted by Becky's sudden appearance from the top of the hay loft.
"Lick it, baby, lick it good," he said, suddenly turning his attention to Suzy his pet lamb.
Becky's mouth opened wide as she saw the little lamb, without hesitation, start licking and sucking on the end of Tom's big fat cock head.
The lamb licked off the little drips of pre-orgasmic boy cum that was still oozing out of the piss slit. Suzy moaned as she licked the cum, and so did Tom.
Tom threw his head back against the side of the hay stack as he felt his knees go weak. He was really digging what the lamb was doing to his cock. This was even better now that the helplessly tied girl was watching.
Knowing that Becky was looking at Suzy lick his cock excited Tom and made his cock even stiffer.
Tom started to slowly jerk his huge cock once again, and positioned his muscular thighs over the lamb's face so that the lamb was now licking his balls.
As Suzy tongued the underside of the huge cum-laden love sacs, Tom continued to jerk his cock. In and out and back and forth his little hand went, surrounding the thick cock shaft firmly and squeezing the skin back and forth against it in a slowly but determined increasingly motion.
He started moaning and groaning as he continued to flog his thick cock, and as Suzy the lamb continued to suck and lick his balls.
The little lamb started rocking back and forth and making weird sounds. It was obvious that she was getting very excited by licking Tom's cock, and Becky was shocked at what she was seeing. Still, Becky was enjoying the sight and wouldn't have stopped it for all the money in the world.
Tom once again felt the passion rising in his young muscular and virile loins. He knew that if he let the lamb continue to lick and suck the tip of his hot little boy-cock that he would surely shoot his load.
Suddenly, looking at Becky tied there, hands behind her back, helpless, he began to think of her in a way he never had before.
He thought of her in a sexual way!
Tom began to feel like a young man, almost like a super-stud, as he stared at Becky seductively.
Becky felt the sudden change in her friend. Tom had never looked at her like this before, and suddenly her excitement once again turned to fear.
She didn't know what Tom had on his mind, and since she was tied, ropes binding her to the beam, pressing her against it helplessly, she really wasn't in the position to fight him off, no matter what he wanted to do.
Becky began to whimper as she saw Tom walking toward her, his huge boy cock, still fully erect and still oozing cum standing out proud and strong in front of his well-muscled young rugged body.
Tom began to wonder if he could make Becky suck his cock. Shit, if the lamb could do that good a job, he wondered what the little girl could do.
Tom grabbed a couple of crates and stacked them up against the side of the beam where Becky was tied up. He crawled up on top of them so that his cock was now even with her mouth.
As he stood there, his cock a few inches from her mouth, it suddenly hit Becky what Tom, without saying so, was suggesting that she do.
She started freaking out.
"Oh no, oh no you don't, I'm not gonna put that ugly thing in my mouth! No, Tom, noooo!"
Her pleas brought on another hard slap right across her face. She didn't say another word. She opened her mouth slightly as Tom brought the cock in closer to her mouth.
Tom screamed out loud as he felt her mouth on the end of his cock for the very first time. The lips didn't have that sandpaper feeling that the lamb's, little Suzy's mouth did.
The lips were hot, wet, and very soft. He shoved his cock forward slowly as Becky opened her mouth even wider to allow the cock shaft to enter her mouth portal.
Becky coughed and gagged as the cock forced her lips wider and wider apart and began to slice up into her throat. She couldn't believe what she was doing, yet she had no choice.
Becky continued to gag as the cock was shoved deeper and deeper into her throat. She felt her mouth being filled to capacity and her buns and cheeks began to go numb. The cock was so fucking big, and after all, it wasn't as if she had any experience at this at all. She was only a beginner.
Becky was amazed at how exciting the cock felt in her mouth. What had started out to be nothing short of a horrendous fucking nightmare, had now turned into an almost pleasurable experience for the young girl.
Even though she was uncomfortable, what with her hands bound securely behind her back and a huge fucking cock driving into her mouth, she was excited just the same.
Instead of fighting the thrust of the cock as it entered her mouth, pushing further and further into the backmost recesses of her hot wet mouth, she started taking it in voluntarily.
Tom felt the sudden change in her mouth and became very excited. She wasn't fighting him any more, she was actually enjoying it. This was too good to be true!
Now Tom was pissed off that he hadn't thought of the pretty little blonde girl as a means of sexual release before. However, he knew that he would make up for lost time. He felt as if he had just made her his prisoner. She was participating in this sexual exploration with him, and was as much a part of it as he was. He knew that she wouldn't dare tell anyone about it, especially now that she was sucking his cock.
And suck was just what the little cunt did.
Becky was beginning to moan with pleasure as the cock shot all the way down into the back of her throat. She felt the huge cum-laden hot balls slap up against her lips and she knew that the cock was all the way inside of her.
For some strange reason, she looked upon this as a great fucking accomplishment. She felt that she had just achieved something very special, and that she should almost be given some kind of award.
Actually, she was about to get an award that she was not suspecting-a mouthful of hot cum!
Becky continued to suck the cock, rubbing her hot lips along the sensitive undersides of the shaft, feeling as if she didn't have a care in the world, just having the time of her life.
Suddenly she felt Tom began to shove his cock in and out of her mouth with a much more vigorous stroke. Also, she felt the sides of the cock become very thin-skinned. It was almost as if someone was blowing hot air into the cock and it was enlarging.
She felt the huge veins popping out on the sides and she ran her tongue along them, making Tom shake and quiver as she did.
Suddenly, before she knew what was happening, cum started gushing out of the prick.
Becky was not ready for this sudden gush of boy juice. It caught her completely by surprise and she gagged on the cum as it flew out of Tom's cock and filled her mouth cavity to the brim.
Instinctively, Becky did not want to spill any of the cum. Even though she was choking, she was beginning to enjoy the fluid as it drained down her throat. She didn't want to waste a drop. After ail, she didn't know if this was going to be a one-time experience, and since it was her first, dealing with sex of any kind with anyone, she wanted to savor the moment, stretch it out, and make it last as long as she possibly could.
She held onto the cock with a vise-like grip. Her lips scraped the entire cock shaft, as she literally sucked the cum right out of the piss slit at the tip of the bulbous cock head.
She sucked and sucked and Tom continued .screaming and writhing about.
He couldn't believe what he was feeling like. He had cum many times with the lamb and from jerking off, but nothing had ever felt like this before.
Becky was certainly much better than any other form of sex he had had in the past. Her mouth around his cock was sensational. Her lips were so moist and hot and they excited his prick head so much he was having to shoot the biggest load of his young life. Tom shook and shook until every last drop of cum had been sucked out of his mouth. The girl had given him his first head, his first blow-job, and he was in seventh heaven.
Tom fell back over onto the hay stack after he pulled the rapidly deflating pecker out of Becky's cum-filled mouth cavity.
Tom looked up at her, and saw that there was a little bit of cum on her lips. Becky felt it there, and quickly proceeded to lick it in. She loved his cum, and that made him very happy.
Tom realized that he had found a playmate in Becky. He had been playing with her all right while growing up, but now that they were reaching puberty and had sex on their minds, he knew that their "games" would have to grow up right along with him.
He felt stupid that he hadn't thought about her as a natural outlet for his sexual explorations before this. She was perfect! Her mouth was so wonderful. He wanted to fuck her mouth for the rest of his life.
Suddenly he realized that there was more than one hole on the girl. Yes, he would have to fuck her cunt. He knew that she was a virgin, he just assumed that.
Although he had no sexual experience with a woman, he had heard stories, just like Becky had, in school from the other kids. The stories along with his own instincts now that he was coming of sexual age, told him that he was suppose to stick his long fat cock right up into that hole in the middle of the V of her legs.
There was the tiniest wisps of light blonde hair covering her little hole, and as he stared up at the young virgin pussy he once again felt the excitement stirring in his cock.
Tom couldn't believe it!
He looked down, and sure enough, his cock was getting hard all over again.
Tom's cock had never gotten hard so fast after shooting his load of juice. He realized that he was really being excited by the young girl, and that made him feel extremely manly.
He stood up as his cock began to rise, once more, to full erection.
Becky stared at the rising rod, and although she wasn't familiar with the workings of a man's sexual organs, she knew that she had relieved the boy of his sexual urges, and that it seemed pretty fast to be all excited again.
"Oh no, it's hard again, already!" she screamed.
"Yes, and I'm gonna stick it in your cunt," Tom bellowed, as he moved toward her, cock reaching full erection as he got nearer to her helplessly bound flesh.
"No, no, you'll hurt me. I've never done it before! I'll bleed! Nooooo!"
Becky was thinking of the stories she had heard from her girlfriends about losing their cherries. They had all said how much it hurt when a man's cock went into a woman's cunt for the very first time, and how when the cherry was popped the blood oozed out of the hole. However, they had agreed unanimously that after the initial pain had passed, and it usually wasn't all that long, the pleasure that the woman then felt far outweighed any pain she might have occurred at the beginning of the sexual union.
Becky suddenly felt like a woman. She was scared shitless, but she knew that even though certain words like "don't" and "oh no, not that" were coming out of her mouth, inside she was saying "Yeeessssss", "fuck me", and "go ahead Tom, do it!"
Becky wanted it all right, even though she wasn't admitting it, and Tom could see it in her eyes. He felt very responsible for popping her cherry, but he knew that in order for them to really become "playmates" like he now had in mind, he was going to have to do it sooner or later.
It might just as well be now, especially since he had her all tied up helplessly anyway, and also because his huge boy cock was rock hard and obviously ready to fuck.
He felt as if he hadn't jerked off in a couple of weeks. There was that familiar tingling feeling in his cock and balls. He had a need to cum, even though he had just shot the biggest fucking load of cum he had ever let use so far in his young life.
Tom made sure that the bindings on the girl were secure. He even tightened them a little bit more just to make sure she couldn't escape his attack.
Also, he decided that it would be safer if he gagged her. After all, he too knew that there was going to be considerable pain when he first broke her cherry. He didn't want her screaming so loud that it brought some distant neighbor running to see what the fuck was going on.
Tom didn't see any way in the world he would be able to explain what he was doing with Becky tied to the stake, and their clothes off.
It would certainly be a little too sticky to talk his way out of, that much he was sure of.
Becky saw the huge cock waving in front of her. Tom kicked down the boxes and stood right in front of her pussy, so that the very tip of his cock was pushing up against her snatch.
Becky moaned loudly as she knew what was going to happen. She was frightened, and just as she thought about giving maybe one more scream in protest, a strictly instinctive reaction because she really wanted him to fuck her, and fuck her good, Tom grabbed out a bandana from under the hay and wrapped it around her mouth.
Becky felt the cloth biting into her lips as Tom pulled it tightly behind her head. She couldn't utter a sound. She screamed at the top of her lungs in one last vain protest, but the only sound that came out was the softest whimper, a barely audible moan, more like a little sigh or breath.
Becky was helplessly bound and gagged. She was totally defenseless to move, and now even yell out in protest. She was his, all his, to do with whatever he chose to do.
And as frightened as she was, she was more excited than she had ever been before in her young life. She was beginning to feel like a fully grown erotic and passionate woman and she liked the feeling very much.
She could only guess what the big fat cock was going to feel like slicing up between her thighs, but even imagining the totally unfamiliar feeling gave her chills.
Something told her that it was going to be extremely exciting, and that not only would she dig the shit out of it, but she would want Tom to do it many more times to her.
Yes, this was only the beginning, for damn sure!
Tom saw the helpless expression of fear and confusion on her face, as she tried to squirm out of the tight rope bindings he had tied her into.
She wasn't going anywhere!
He had tied her solid!
She was his prisoner.
It was the fact that she was tied that was exciting him so tremendously. Of course, the realization that he was about to fuck his very first cunt, that he was about to lose his own virginity by making the little girl lose hers, also excited the living shit out of him.
Tom slowly unbuttoned her blouse as she squirmed about in protest. She was not wearing a bra, and her huge titties plopped out of her blouse.
Tom fell forward and took first the right tit and then the left tit into his mouth.
He was going strictly on instinct alone. He had never done this before, but some kind of an unseen sense, an unknown sexual factor was leading him on, telling him what to do, showing him the way to man-and-woman sexual fulfillment.
Tom slurped his mouth back and forth across her titties, and he noticed that the tiny nipples jutting out in the middle of the round orbs of soft mushy flesh were suddenly getting stiff. It seemed that the harder he bit down onto them with his teeth, the harder they became, until they were like two tiny spears ready for battle.
Ready they were!
Young Becky had never felt like this before in her whole fucking life.
She moaned and writhed about, as much as she could considering how helplessly she was tied.
Becky felt like a woman for the first time in her life and she was going with the feelings, not holding anything back, giving in to the overpowering sexual rushes she was getting coursing throughout her young eager body.
She felt his hot mouth on her nipples and the way they became stiff the more excited she became. She felt like her nipples were going to explode they were getting so excited. She had never imagined that the purplish big tips to her huge ever-growing titties could hold so much pleasure. She wondered how Tom knew this, and then just assumed that like her, he was experimenting, and letting instinct alone guide him along the road to sexual pleasure and mutually satisfying bliss.
Tom shot his mouth down over her naked flesh. He squeezed the tits with his fingers, tweaking the nipples, as he caressed her bellybutton with his tongue.
His own cock was throbbing on passionately between his thighs. He felt that the cum was going to just jump out of his fucking cock he was so hot, even without jerking it off or shoving it up into her pussy.
He wondered what her cunt hole was going to feel like surrounding his sensitive cock shaft. He wondered if the pussy could possibly be more exciting than the mouth, and knew that he would be finding out the answer to that sex question in a matter of moments.
Tom was too hot now to continue any further foreplay. Besides, he knew damn well that this was only the beginning of many such episodes. They were joining together with this sexual folly. They would have a bind between them, a bind that wouldn't even have to be discussed.
They were sworn automatically to secrecy, a secrecy that neither of them would dare break. As long as they kept what they did together to themselves and enjoyed it without anyone else interfering, they would be safe.
Once word got out, and once their parents found out what they were up to during their "play" sessions, then they both realized that all the fun would be over.
Their parents were both too strict to allow any such sexual activity at their ages. Tom could almost hear his father screaming, as he pulled down his pants and spanked his muscular little butt so hard he wouldn't be able to sit down for a fucking week.
Becky was thinking the same thing, only about her mother. Her mother was such a straight-laced bitch, such a fucking prude. If Becky even let her mother know she was thinking about sex, much less that she had participated in it, she knew that her mother would knock her silly.
Her mother was always the one that dished out the punishment in the family. Her father loved her too much to ever lay a hand on her, that much she knew for sure.
Becky closed her eyes as she knew that the moment of truth was at hand.
It was time to lose her virginity!
It was time to become a woman!
Becky knew that there would be no turning back after this point. Never again would she have a cherry to pop. Never again would she be the innocent little girl that she had been before she let Tom stick that big boy cock of his up into her.
She was excited though, and wanted him to do it desperately. She thought of all of the other boys in her school, even the older ones, the juniors and seniors. She couldn't think of one of them that she would rather experience this once in a lifetime thing with more than Tom.
After all, she knew Tom better than anyone, better even than her parents. She had grown up with him. They had done everything together. They had always been close.
And now they were going to be even closer.
Tom felt his heartbeat doubling as he grabbed the tip of his cock and placed it at her virgin cunt hole.
With one mighty shove, he pushed.
Becky was a virgin no more!!!
CHAPTER FOUR
Becky screamed as loud as she could when the cock entered her virgin cunt hole. Of course her mouth being gagged the way it was, the sounds only came out as whimpers.
Becky couldn't believe how much the cock hurt. It felt like he had shoved his fucking arm up into her cunt instead of just his cock.
It felt like a tree-trunk smashing into her inner being, ripping her apart, and almost fucking killing her.
Becky felt the warm flow of blood trickling out of her cunt and oozing down over her warm creamy-white thighs. She cried hysterically as the tears of pain and womanhood streamed down her cheeks.
Tom on the other hand, was having a great time. He knew that he had caused her pain, but somehow the pain of this cherry-breaking ceremony really excited him.
Here he was, fucking the vivacious little girl, tied and bound the way she was. She was his prisoner of lust and love, she was his to do with what he wanted.
He pushed the cock deeper and deeper into the young girl's hole. He felt the warm blood and the heat of her pussy surrounding his mighty love sword and it felt good.
Tom moaned like a wild animal as he shoved' the cock deeper and deeper into the crevice. This was much more exciting than letting the lamb suck his cock, and he thought it might even turn out to be more exciting than having Becky suck his cock.
Tom grabbed the- sides of her body and continued to shove the cock deeper into the tight warm crevice.
Becky's pain soon turned to pleasure, and she began to squeeze her hot thighs together, gripping the cock, actually starting to enjoy the feeling of the huge monster pressing up into her inner sanctum.
The blood was still dripping a little bit, and the pain that had just racked her system was still there to some degree, but the realization that she had just become a woman was so overwhelming that everything else was secondary to the joy that realization brought the young cunt.
The cock flew all the way down to the bottom of her cunt. The huge ten-inch monster scraped her pussy walls and tickled her clit. What had started out to be a nightmare was now turning out to be one highly erotic love session between two young people.
Becky began to squeeze her legs together in the fuck-rhythm that Tom began to create.
He pushed his cock forward until he felt his huge balls slamming up against her pussy, and then quickly, instinctively, he pulled the cock all the way out, only to send it once more flying down into the well of her inner cunt hole.
Becky began to get more and more into the fuck action as she felt the huge cock plowing in and out of her with break-neck speed. Each thrust seemed to bring her more and more pleasure as she let herself go, let herself be the woman that she knew she had been suppressing under the surface of the little-girl exterior that most people saw.
Tom could already feel the cum beginning to boil in his balls. He knew that if he continued stroking in and out of the warm wet pussy the way that he was at present, he would surely have to let his cum fly up into her cunt.
Everything took second place to the fuck he was giving the young blonde-haired cunt.
He rammed his cock into her hole as hard as he could, enjoying the feeling of her cunt walls gripping the sensitive sides of his cock shaft.
His balls slammed mercilessly up against her nearly hairless cunt. The tiny blonde wisps of hair that did outline her cunt hole only tickled his balls and turned him on all the more.
Soon, it was apparent, that it was time to share their first man-to-worn an orgasm.
They did feel like man and woman now. They were grown-ups. They had matured. Sure, they were only in their very early teens, but to them they were quite adult. After all, here they were, fucking their little brains out with each other. That had to count for something, that had to mean that they were grown up; at least sexually speaking.
This feeling of maturity turned both of them on. Becky liked feeling like a woman. She was a virgin no longer and she was glad.
Tom felt like a super-stud as he plowed in and out of her box with ever-increasing power and sexual drive. He liked feeling like a man. He liked playing grown-up. He really liked fucking Becky!
Tom was enjoying himself as much as he ever had in his whole life. The cunt felt so great around his cock, and the more he fucked the hole, the more he wanted to.
"I'm gonna cum," he began to moan, first softly, barely audible to even himself, and then louder and louder until he was almost screaming the words.
"I'm gonna cuuuummm," he shouted, as the pace of his pile-driving fuck picked up even more.
In and out of the hole he went, each thrust of his cock up into her cunt being just that much more savage than the one preceding it.
He was fucking her with all the gusto he could muster. In and out, in and out, in and out his cock went. He was tickling her clit and making her quiver all over.
Becky was enjoying the fuck tremendously. The more savage Tom got in his attack, the more he shoved the ten-inch wonder-boy cock up into her now de-virginized cunt hole, the more she Liked it and the more she begged for more.
She was getting into the fuck tremendously. Instincts were telling her how to respond and just what to do. She was into the rhythm right along with her young friend, squeezing her thighs together, wrapping her pussy lips tightly around the cock shaft as if flew in and out of her tight wet hole.
The blood had finally stopped flowing, and all sensations of pain or negativity were gone. There was nothing short of pure sexual pleasure going on inside of her young body now and she was giving into the wave of ecstasy with everything she had.
Becky felt a strange feeling beginning to swell within her. She felt a heated-up feeling inside her cunt, and she knew that she was about to enjoy her first womanly orgasm.
She began to shake and quiver savagely as the cock flew in and out of her hole, and Tom continued to scream that he was gonna cum. Finally, it happened. It couldn't have been better if they had programmed it in some kind of sexual computer.
They came, together, at the exact same time.
The second that Becky felt the hot cum flying out of her new young lover's cock, she began to reach her own earth-shattering multiple orgasm.
The juices from their sex organs blended together in one pile of wet pleasure.
Tom felt the cum shooting up from his balls, working its way through the tiny canal inside his cock shaft, and then bursting to freedom inside of Becky's cunt, gushing out of the piss slit at the tip of the bulbous cock head.
The more the cum flew out of the tip of his cock, the more he continued to drive his cock in and out of the tight dark wet opening.
He shook as Becky did.
They were together, and they were as one.
It was beautiful!
* * *
This was only the beginning of their sexual encounters!
They had discovered each other sexually, after growing up with each other all their lives.
Their relationship had definitely taken on a new dimension, a dimension that was going to bring them both a great deal of pleasure and lust.
They were experimenting all of the possibilities of sexual bliss between two young people, and they soon discovered that there was much more than they had ever imagined possible to try.
The bondage thing continued to be a very important part of their sexual union.
Tom discovered that he enjoyed humiliating Becky. He enjoyed tying her up, spanking her, slapping her, abusing her in any and every way he could dream up.
What excited him even more, was the realization that the young vivacious blonde girl loved everything that he was doing.
It seemed that the more he slapped her, the more he shoved her around and belittled her, the more she loved it. He couldn't seem to treat her badly enough. The more of a sadistic fuck he was, the more of a receptive hot bitch she became.
They complimented one another extremely well. They were like a team, a team that was growing and developing at a rapid rate. They never thought that they would tire of each other. All they wanted to do was to be together and screw around, to play their little sex games, their little games of lust and ravagement, and otherwise they wanted to be just left alone.
They had decided together that what they were doing, at least as far as what most other people would think, was somewhat perverse.
They instinctively thought that it would be best for all concerned to keep what they were doing secret. Not only did they make sure that their parents knew absolutely nothing of their meetings and sexual activities, but they also kept it a secret from all of their friends at school.
Both Tom and Becky had a lot of close friends at school. They were popular, both alone and together as a couple. Their friends new they were a "thing", and no one interfered. As much as it was obvious they were very together, they kept their sexual activities secret from everyone. There was no telling what asshole might go running to one of their parents and tell everything they had been told in confidence. Becky and Tom were enjoying what they were doing too fucking much to take the chance of their parents separating them and putting an end to what was an absolutely heavenly existence of sex and wild perversion.
Time passed and Becky and Tom got even more into each other. Also, their bondage games were getting more wild than ever. They couldn't seem to get enough of each other. The more wild they became, the more wild they wanted to be. They tore into one another with a fucking vengeance.
Tom had joined the football team at the high school, and in the very first season he became the team's leading scorer and most valuable player.
He was a star, and Becky admired him for it. She was glad to be his "girl", to be the one that he wanted to be with more than any of the others.
She felt a pride that was beyond description.
She never missed a game. She was always on the sidelines watching him lead his team to one victory after another.
The last game of the season was for the state championship. Tom had actually brought their team up from one of the lowest ranking teams to the top. If they won this game against Chesterfield, they would win the state cup.
Becky was very nervous before the game, and so was Tom. He hoped that he hadn't let his reputation get the better of him. It seemed like the whole fucking county was depending on him to win the damn game all by himself. Everyone wanted the win, and he was the one they were counting on to make it happen for the others.
The game was brutal, and the score was close up until the last two minutes when Tom, as he had done so many times during the past months of the footballs season, managed to make the winning touchdown.
The crowd went absolutely wild, and Tom felt very proud that he had helped the team win the important state championship.
Tom showered, goofed around with the team for a while, drinking champagne and carrying on in the locker room, and then left to meet Becky.
He felt higher than he had ever felt in his life, and he knew that getting together with Becky would be the outlet for his pent-up emotions.
He wanted to fuck her, and he wanted to fuck her bad. Not only that but he wanted to get into some kind of wild S&M scene with her, letting out all of the anxiety of the game with her in whatever way they wanted to do.
Tom loved Becky, he knew that for sure. There was nothing that Becky wouldn't let him do. He could use and abuse her body in any way that he saw fit, and it was that freedom, that total giving of herself to him, that made him love her as much as he did. " He couldn't get enough of Becky, ever, and she felt the same way abut him.
Becky was close to Tom because they grew up together, being playmates from as far back as she could remember. However, now that they had joined, cock to cunt, and were continuing to explore their wild crazed sexual relationship together, she felt even more close to Tom, and even more apart of him. They were indeed like one, both in spirit and in body.
Becky had a feeling that when they got together in the barn this particular day, that whatever went down between them it was going to be special.
Tom and Becky practically raced hand in hand back to the bam after the game. Their parents never suspected anything unusual was going on between them. They just looked at them as a couple of childhood sweethearts, and since the families were close as well, and they had been neighbors their whole lives, they were given as much freedom to be together as they wanted. This was even more reason why they had to maintain total and utter secrecy from everyone concerning their private sexual affairs.
They wanted to continue to have the freedom to enjoy one another, the freedom that they had grown to depend on so totally.
Tom's father had decided to build a new barn closer to the highway. It would make it a lot easier for deliveries and pick-ups from their crops. Also, in the winter it was a hassle to drive the tractors through the many acres of fields to get to the back bam.
This was perfect for Tom and Becky. He had wanted to tear down the old bam, but Tom had talked him into keeping it, telling him that they could store all the old equipment inside of it. Also, Tom was beginning to fool around with old jalopey's, rebuilding the engines and running them about on the many dirt roads on their farm. Because he was such a good student, his marks were so high, and now he was the state football champ, his father was easy to convince.
The barn was theirs.
The place where they had gotten to know one another sexually for the very first time, and had since grown to love one another as deeply as they now did, was all theirs.
The bam became the symbol for wild sex to the couple, and they were happy as shit that it would never be used except by them. Tom's farther never came out to the old barn now. He was too busy building the new one, and whenever there was any kind of work to be done, it was done in the barn out near the highway.
Tom and Becky closed the huge doors to the back barn and instantly fell into each other's arms. They kissed gently at first as they fell over into a pile of hay. Their mouths entwined and became more savage. The tongues flew back and forth and the saliva flowed between their hot oral cavities.
More often than not, their savage encounters in the barn would start off just like this. Nice and friendly, nice and quiet, but soon they would explode to the level of heated passion they both loved.
Tom felt his cock rising to the occasion. As always, when he kissed the hot wet mouth of his beautiful blonde-haired girlfriend, his cock got very hard.
Tom was very worked-up after such a stimulating win over the Chesterfield team for the state championship, and he felt that he had to take out this anxiety on Becky.
He thought that it was a little strange. After all, the win was fantastic, and he was elated. Why should he want to punish Becky being in this state of mind? He was confused about it, but that, was just the way that it was. Considering the fact that Becky loved him abusing her body, it seemed that they had a fantastic combination of give and take in their relationship, and they were going to enjoy it to the fucking hilt.
Suddenly the nice side of Tom turned to the more usual savage one.
He yanked Becky up by her long blonde hair and slapped her right across the face. Becky screamed at both the surprise of the rapid change in him, and the stinging blow that he administered to her. His slaps were usually not that hard. It really had hurt her.
Tears of anguish streamed down her lily-white cheeks uncontrollably as Tom threw her over to the side of the barn. He had a look of rage on his face that even Becky had not seen before. He looked more like a fucking wild animal, fit to kill, fit to take on any person in any type of battle.
Becky didn't know exactly why he was so savage-looking today. After all, he had just led the team to the state championship, why the hell should he want to treat her so badly.
She didn't really care. The look of savage lust on his handsome young face only added to her already excited condition. Her pussy was leaking love oils already, soaking the front of her tight-fitting jeans and making a large round stain over her zipper.
She was a hot bitch, all right, and she wanted to be used and abused by the young sadistic master, her very own childhood boyfriend and playmate, Tom.
Tom grabbed some rope that he kept in the barn at all times, and quickly tied her hands behind her back. Her threw her back against the large wooden beam that was a symbol of their savage sexuality. It was always used to tie Becky up, and the girl loved it.
He secured her firmly to the wooden beam, and Becky felt the splinters of the old worn beam slicing into the backs of her wrists.
She screamed out in pain, and yet her pussy continued to leak female juices, a sure sign that she was stimulated by what Tom was doing and not turned off.
She wanted it all right, she wanted as much of it as she could get. She didn't want him to ever stop using and abusing her. She wanted him to knock the living shit out of her, and that was just the look on his face seemed to tell her that he was going to do.
Tom, seeing that she was securely tied and that she wasn't going anywhere until he released her, rendering her helpless to his awesome power once again quickly walked outside of the barn.
Becky saw him disappear through the huge wooden doors, and wondered what the hell he was up to. He had never tied her up and then just abandoned her like this before and she hoped he wasn't going to just leave her there, frustrated and unsatisfied the way she felt right then.
Suddenly he reappeared. He was holding a huge branch that he had obviously just cut from one of the trees surrounding the barn. Becky wondered what the hell he was going to do with it, but it didn't take her long to find out.
He quickly tore off her clothes, so that she was completely naked. He took the huge branch in his right hand and started beating the front of her body with it.
Large red welts began to appear on her tender naked flesh as the branch was slashed into her over and over again. Every time he beat her with the cruel lashing branch she would scream out in agony.
Tom was getting hotter and hotter the more he beat her, and he knew that as usual, this type of master and slave foreplay could only lead into a heavy and wild fuck-session, something that they both loved, and something they both knew was eventually inevitable.
Becky continued to writhe about in anguish, moving from side to side as much as she could considering how strongly and securely Tom had tied her to the beam.
Tom had really gotten into bondage, and he could render her helpless in a matter of seconds with the thick rope and a couple of quick well executed and clever knots.
He always tied her so that the rope cut into her skin, causing her even more pain than she might have otherwise experienced, if she had been bound just a little less severely.
Becky liked the ropes cutting into her wrists. It seemed that every thing that Tom did, as long as it was savage and abused her in one way or .another, turned the hot little blonde-haired cunt on.
"Take that, you fucking bitch, take that,'" he screamed, continuing to lash out at her body with repeated savage strokes of the long thick branch.
He was really cutting into her flesh, making long criss-cross marks across her breasts and exposed belly area.
The pain was getting worse, and still Becky's cunt oozed its obvious delight. Tom knew that he was turning her on. He could tell by the sparkle in her eyes. She was suffering all right, but she loved it and he knew it. Even though she was screaming, her eyes told him she was getting off.
Tom felt his cock throbbing in his jeans. He knew that he had to fuck her. He was getting too hot from the stimulating branch beating. He had to really let her have it up the cunt, and to release the pressure the cum was causing in his balls and in his cock shaft.
"Now I'm gonna fuck you, you no good cunt. You fucking cock sucker, you're gonna take this big fat cock right up into your cunt, and you're not gonna be able to fight me off, you fucking whore, you fucking bitch, you no good dog!"
Tom was really getting into verbal abuse with Becky almost as much as he was getting into the regular physical abuse. He liked talking down to her, humiliating her, and belittling her too.
It seemed to Tom that the dirtier his talk got toward Becky, the more she responded. She squirmed about when he struck her, and she moaned when he talked dirty to her. She was the perfect outlet for his sadistic tendencies. She could take it all, and she loved it.
He pulled down the zipper in the front of his tight-fitting ripped and faded jeans. His huge cock bobbed out in front of him and stood like flagpole.
There was a large portion of pre-orgasmic cum oozing out of the tip of his cock head. He was hot as hell, and more than ready to give her the fucking of her young life.
Tom moved toward her.
"No, you can't fuck me, you can't! I don't want you to. No, I won't let you, I won't," Becky screamed out loud.
"Shut up, you fucking whore, you want me to and you know it," Tom shouted and proceeded to slap her really hard right across the face.
The blow made Becky see stars, but still she persisted in her standoffish attitude. She knew that it was what he wanted to hear, and she knew that it would make him even more evil and sadistic than he already was.
That was just what she wanted him to do.
"No, go fuck yourself, cocksucker, you'll never get into this sweet pussy again. Go blow your own cock, prick head!"
Tom looked outraged.
He looked like he could kill!
He hauled off and began slapping her silly across the face. He cut her lip, and still he continued slapping her.
Tom backed away from her. His huge cock was still throbbing madly in front of him and the cum was still oozing out of the tip of his cock head.
He looked like he could fuck the entire world, and still not be satisfied.
He was an animal in the truest sense Of the word!
Once again he picked up the bloody branch, and began slashing Becky's tits and upper body mercilessly. He moved his strokes down to her cunt and began slapping it with the tough end of the twiggy branch. Becky continued to scream out savagely as the branch began to swipe across the front of her helplessly exposed pussy. She felt the twigs digging into her cunt lips and smashing her clit and the pain was unbearable.
Over and over again Tom smashed the twig into her, and her screams of displeasure continued until she thought that she was going to lose consciousness.
The barn started spinning around for Becky. She felt the strength going out of her body. Her knees became very weak and she moaned loudly as she started falling.
If her hands weren't bound so securely behind her back and against the beam, she would have simply fallen down into the hay, helpless, exhausted, and beaten.
However the knots that Tom had tied were quite expert. He had really developed his bondage techniques. She couldn't slip very much at all. She was tied there helplessly, and had no alternative other than to stand and take everything that Tom dished out.
And that was plenty!
"Now maybe you'll shut your fucking mouth," Tom screamed.
It was obvious he was pissed off. He didn't like it when he was ready to fuck and she made him wait. When he wanted to screw he didn't want anything or anyone getting in the way. He wanted full say over when and how he would fuck her. After all, she was the no good slave, and he was the brawny stud master. He was the one that was calling the shots. He was the one that would say when things would be done, how, and why.
Becky had to keep her mouth shut, and he would teach her that lesson one way or another, if it was the last fucking thing he did.
He felt that he had beat her now. She was whimpering, her head hanging down in a defeated position. She wasn't uttering any more sounds of protest. She was giving into him, quietly, and without words telling him to go ahead and do whatever the hell he wanted to and with her.
She was his slave, and now she was obeying her master. She was his to fuck, to ravage, to do whatever pleased him. She gave in totally. She was his, all his!
"That's better," Tom said as he moved in on her, his cock waving in front of him, the cum dripping out of the tip. It was shaking and quivering wildly and looked like it had a lot of fucking cum inside of it, just dying to come flying out of the piss slit at the tip of the cock head.
Becky saw the cock through half-closed eyes. She knew that she was about to get a screwing more powerful than any Tom had given her thus far, and she was looking forward to it.
Even in her dazed, bruised and battered condition, she loved the boy and wanted him to ravage her.
He couldn't possibly fuck her savagely enough to please her. She could take it as brutal as he wanted to give it to her and she was convinced that today, perhaps because of the heightened excitement of the winning game and all, he was going to let her have it like never before.
Tom grabbed his cock and aimed the throbbing cum-dripping head right at the center of her cunt hole. Usually he worked his long ten-inch thick love pole down into her love chute slowly, enjoying the feeling of the cuntal membranes surrounding his cock shaft and squeezing it.
Today was different!
Today he wanted to rape her!
In one movement, so fast it surprised even himself, not to mention the way it surprised the helplessly bound and suffering young cunt Becky, he shoved his cock all the way down into her cunt.
He pushed forward so savagely that the thrust literally took Becky's breath away. She went to scream, but nothing came out. She felt an unbelievable amount of pain as the monstrous mauler sliced up into her cunt.
It flew all the way to the backmost regions of her pussy and she felt the huge cum-laden balls banging up against the front of her twat.
She whimpered and tears streamed down her cheeks, as the tree-trunk like cock flew into her, filling her to capacity, forcing her cunt lips further and further apart until she thought the cock was actually going to rip her insides apart.
She hardly had time to think about what had happened, when Tom pulled the cock all the way out of her, only to shove it back into her wet warm pussy once more, with just the same amount of savage thrust (or maybe even more) than he had just done.
He grabbed hold of her tits and squeezed them savagely, making sure that he tortured the bruised and battered nipples by squeezing them with his fingernails, as he continued to ram his love pole in and out of her cunt as furiously as he could.
Over and over again the cock flew up into her cunt, and each thrust was more savage than the one before it.
Tom didn't know if he was going or coming. The feelings of sexual bliss, brought on by the way he was dominating so totally the helpless creature, was sending him into fits of passion that he had not expected.
He had wanted to fuck her silly, making his orgasm last for a long time until he had really bruised and battered her open and available pussy, but he just got too fucking hot to control himself.
He had to give in to the pleasure the cunt was affording his huge pile-driving pecker.
He wanted to cum!
He had to cum!
He was going to cum!
"Take all this fucking juice, you no good fucking slut," he screamed, as the torrent of cum began to squirt out of the tip of his cock and spew up into her snatch hole.
Becky was delirious with a combination of both pain and pure ecstasy as she felt the cock slamming in and out of her cunt, the huge balls banging the front of her lightly haired twat, and her body being slammed against the huge wooden beam where she was so helplessly bound.
Her own orgasm began to flow. She couldn't have held it back if she had wanted to. What Tom was doing was far too exciting for her to control her emotions.
She let them go, and at the same time let her orgasm go. Her own womanly juices exuded from her twat, mixing with the cum that was gushing out of Tom's prick, and together their oils made a lake of cum.
It drooled down over Becky's hot creamy-white thighs and Tom sighed as he made the last few strokes in and out of her.
He was satisfied.
Once again she had pleased him.
Once again his slave had served him well.
And once again he realized how very very much he loved and needed her.
It was like being in heaven, and they were both happier than they had ever been before in their whole fucking life.
CHAPTER FIVE
The next couple of months seemed to hold a pattern for the two lovers.
Everything that Tom did seemed to make him more and more of a winner in the community's eyes. Ever since he won that state championship football game and had won the respect of everyone around, things had really been going his way.
It was amazing that Tom didn't develop one hell of a swelled head, but he didn't. He was still friendly to everyone, and remained basically the same type of guy he had always been. The one thing that Becky did notice, was the pattern of their sexual activities. It took her a little time to realize exactly what was going down, but then it became so obvious that even she couldn't ignore it.
What was happening was that Tom was attacking her brutally every time something good happened to him.
It was strange, considering most lovers would congratulate each other with something soft and gentle, but Tom congratulated Becky by beating her up, and she realized that she was going right along with it, giving herself to him openly and letting him abuse her in any way she saw fit.
Becky could tell when she was going to get ravaged the most severely.
They always had good sex, but when Tom one a prize, or got a good grade on a paper, or anything especially nice happened to him, then she could expect a particularly rough session in the barn that day-and she always got it.
"Becky, Becky," Tom yelled to her that afternoon in the school corridor.
"Hi Tom?"
She hadn't seen him all day. The state fair was that afternoon, and those with prize animals to be judged were allowed to leave classes for the day. Tom had taken Suzy his pet lamb to be judged and had left for Brentwood, a little town about fifty miles away early that morning.
"Guess what?"
"What sugar?" Becky said, telling already that he must have won some kind of a prize.
He had that little-kid look he got whenever something went his way. It was the first sign that would mean she was in for a particularly heavy beating and she had grown to recognize it instantly.
"Suzy won first prize!"
He pulled out the huge blue ribbon that he had been concealing from his pretty blonde-haired girl friend. He waved it in front of her as the huge smile spread across his handsome well-tanned face.
"Oh Tom, oh Tom," she cried. She couldn't help herself. She jumped forward and threw her arms around his neck. They tried not to show much emotion in school, even though everyone did know that Becky was Tom's girl. It just wasn't good to keep advertising it, especially since they wanted their privacy kept intact.
Tom didn't fight her off. He was happy and proud that his favorite animal had won first.
He hadn't given up his sexual explorations with the lamb just because he had gotten into fucking around with Becky.
As a matter of fact, he had even gotten into fucking the pretty little lamb Suzy. Of course it wasn't the same as fucking Becky's tight little wet pussy, but there was a definite turn-on about plowing his ten-inch mauler up into the lambs tight hole.
Suzy was more of a friend than just an animal, and it was a great accomplishment on his part to take care of her so well, training her, and grooming her so that she came out with the fucking blue ribbon.
He was elated and overjoyed and he held Becky to his strong muscular chest tightly. He felt really good, and Becky knew that as usual, this would probably mean another session in the bam, more pain, more anguish and of course-more pleasure!
"Come on, let's cut the last class and go to the bam and 'celebrate'," Tom moaned.
Becky knew what he was suggesting.
"Listen, I can't. I have a history test this period. I have to take it."
"I'm going to the bam," Tom said, suddenly breaking their hot embrace and sounding much colder in his tone of voice, "and I expect you there in fifteen minutes."
With that, he turned and walked away.
He had left her standing in the hall, books in hand, and head spinning with confusion.
She had an obligation to her school work. One of the reasons her mother let her have so much freedom and independence was because she was a straight A student. She knew all too well that if her grades dropped, everything would change. Her mother would come down on her, take away her allowance (as little as it already was) and confine her to her house until the next semester. She would have to show her mother that the grades were improved before her mother would once again return her freedom.
Becky refused to let that happen. She would die before she would be told that she couldn't see Tom. Nothing could stand in the way of that, not even Tom's own pleasure over winning the blue ribbon and his obvious need for hasty sexual release because of it.
Yes, she had a decision to make, and she decided that she would stay in school and take her History test. If it was maybe any other subject she might have skipped it, but not History. She had felt that the teacher had had it in for her ever since the first day of class, and she didn't want to give him a chance to fail her, or even drop her down to a B or C.
No, she had to stay and take the test. She knew he wouldn't let her make it up unless she had an outrageous and very real excuse for missing it. That was something that she couldn't dream up even if she wanted to. Her mother would never stand by and he for her, telling the teacher she had taken ill or something.
She had to take the test, she just had to.
She knew that Tom was going to be furious.
She knew that he wasn't about to stand for anything coming before his own sexual need, and that he would most definitely make her pay for her hesitation.
She felt that that was something she would have to put up with. She would have to take the wrath of his savage vengeance, no matter what it was, no matter how hot and heavy he attacked her.
She just had to stay and take the test.
* * *
All through the class Becky was nervous. She tried to concentrate on the tough questions in the History quarterly exam, but it wasn't easy.
She kept seeing images of Tom pacing back and forth at the bam. She knew that he was going to be getting madder and madder, and that his anger would grow and grow until he saw her. Then he would take it all out on her, attacking her, brutally and savagely demeaning and punishing her for daring to stand him up, for daring to disobey an "order".
When class was over, Becky raced the mile home to the farm. She was sweating nervously when she threw open the bam door. Tom was standing there, staring right at her. He had a huge bullwhip in his hand, and he was stark naked.
His cock was limp, and hanging down dejectedly between his smooth-skinned and well muscled thighs.
Becky's -.heart started beating madly. She knew that he was furious, and yet he wasn't saying a word to her. He just looked at her, and started slapping the bullwhip in his open right palm.
She knew she was going to get her fanny tanned. He wanted to whip her ass good. She could tell that without him even saying anything to her.
She figured that she had better get undressed rapidly and put herself in his hands, and beg for mercy. She wouldn't even make him wait to ask her.
She would be ahead of him.
She owed him that much respect for disobeying his order.
Becky knew that later, perhaps later that same night, she could talk to him and reason with him. She would explain to him why she disobeyed him and stayed for the History test. She would explain to him why she was really thinking of them in the long run when she stayed. But right now, she had to strip and let him attack her body. Right now she had to play the part of a naughty slave, a slave that had disobeyed her master, a slave that now, obviously, had to be punished and punished but good.
Becky quickly pulled down her tight jeans and her form-fitting sweater. She never wore undergarments now, wanting to be able to fuck Tom at the drop of a hat, and not wanting to have to worry about all kinds of clothes to get in and out of and worry about taking care of.
Becky was naked. Stark naked, and standing in front of her master. She looked at the handsome well-muscled stud, and saw the huge cock dangling in front of his body. He started to get a hard-on as he stared at her naked flesh. She watched the cock rise and rise until it was finally at its huge, fully-erect, ten-inch state of being.
The cock always excited her, especially when it was hard and ready to fuck the way it was now, and she felt the juices flowing from her pussy in a steady little dripping fashion.
She immediately walked over to a saw horse that was leaning up against one side of the barn and threw herself over it. Her ass was jutting high up in the air, naked, open and available, offering itself to the masterful whip of her savage attacker, her lover, boyfriend and master, Tom.
Tom didn't waste another second. He knew that he was in complete control, and that he had to teach her a lesson that she would not soon forget. She had disobeyed him, for whatever reason, and even if she had been right in doing so he had to teach her that his commands came first.
He walked over to her laid-out body and lifted the whip high in the air. With one mighty down stroke that made the huge bullwhip crack in the quiet afternoon air inside the barn, he lashed her bared bottom very savagely.
The whip dug into the flesh and Becky screamed as she felt the slicing leather tear into her.
She tightened her buttocks reflexively as the bullwhip started lashing into her over and over again.
The juices began to flow out of her pussy as Tom repeatedly beat the shit out of her butt. Over and over again she had to suffer the uncalled for amount of pain the leather whip was bringing her.
She was being punished, just like she was a little girl (which actually she was even though she felt more like a grown-up woman) and it was humiliating.
Tears of anguish and humiliation streamed down over her soft blushed cheeks as Tom mercilessly tore into her backside with the extra-thick, extra-long, and extra-painful whip.
It seemed that the harder he beat her, the harder he wanted to. Tom's cock was waving in front of his body like it had a mind of its own.
Indeed, his cock wanted to fuck. His cock wanted to once again feel the tight wet warmth of his slave's pussy surrounding the sensitive shaft.
He wanted to screw her but good.
"You fucking no good whore," he started yelling. He dropped the whip and grabbed Becky by her hair, jerking her up off the saw-horse and throwing her down in the hay.
Before Becky had a chance to get her head together, he was on top of her and was plowing all ten inches of his cock right up into her pussy hole.
Becky dug her fingernails into his muscular back and squeezed for all her might as she felt the powerful love sausage slamming in and out of her, like Tom hadn't fucked a girl in months.
The truth of the matter was, that they had already had a stimulating session that day.
When Tom had found out that he was being called in for the finals of the judging with Suzy standing at least a fair chance at a blue ribbon, he had insisted that Becky meet him in the barn before school for a little pre-victory celebration.
Even as the sun was coming up over the cornfields, Becky and Tom were in the bam screwing their brains out. She knew that he couldn't be horny, and that his rough attack was only because he had gotten mad that she had deliberately disobeyed one of his orders, something any good slave, in his opinion, should never do to her master.
Tom jammed all ten inches of his pile-driving pecker in and out of her just as fast and as hard as he could.
Tom could feel her fingernails digging into his muscular back, cutting the flesh, and tearing him so that he started to bleed slightly.
The rough treatment on her part excited him. She had never been this savage with him before. She usually just lay there and took whatever he dished out. He liked her fighting back like this, and realized suddenly that it excited him tremendously.
He registered this response in the back of his mind and realized that sometime, at a later date, he would have to explore the possibilities of his pretty little blonde slave being more aggressive herself.
For right now, all he wanted to do was cum, and so that was just what the hell he did.
As his cock continued stroking in and out of her with savagely increasing thrusts, Becky began to once again, as she had done so many times in the past, squeeze her creamy-white thighs together which in turn made her pussy lips grip the cock that was flying in and out of her.
She literally squeezed the cum right out of him. The cum began to gush into her and she screamed with delight. She had been quiet all this time. No longer could she contain the bubbling emotion inside of her. She had to let it out verbally and she did just that.
She screamed and screamed as the cum flew up into her cunt, and her own orgasm mixed with his. The juices flowed out of her pussy soaking his cock, and the happy couple continued to fuck savagely until they were exhausted.
They had both enjoyed still another brutal, savage, and wildly exciting orgasm.
They were exhausted, but they were happy.
And once more, the pain had played a very important part in their pleasure. It was mutually satisfying pain, a pain that they had both grown to love and depend on.
CHAPTER SIX
Tom was an all around athlete. It seemed that every sport he went out for in high school he excelled at.
He was a winner in everything he did, and Becky was no exception to the rule.
Tom had done a lot of running around the farm. He liked to keep in shape by jogging. He would usually get up when the sun did and run back and forth through the com fields until it was time to meet Becky for school. When Spring came, Becky suggested that he try-out for the track team. He had never done any running in high school, but he felt confident that he could at least make the team.
He made the team all right, and after some hot and heavy training, Tom became the first boy ever in the country to break the four-minute mile.
The day that it happened Becky was sitting on the side-lines.
Needless to say, she was extremely excited. She found a seat in the comer of the grandstand. Although there were people in front of her, there was no one behind her and there was no one immediately on either side of her.
She decided to be a little bold. She was very hot and excited at the prospect of seeing Tom run the exciting race. It was the last track meet of the season, and rumors had begun spreading that Tom might just break the four-minute mile that day.
He had been training especially hard, so hard as a matter of fact that their love life had slacked off. Becky hadn't minded because she knew how very much this race and helping the team win the championship, once again, was to her handsome young stud boyfriend.
Becky felt very proud that she was Tom's girl, and she wanted to stand behind him and beside him in everything he did, including all sports activities.
Tom had always been popular with the girls, but now that he was maturing and going out for all these various sports in school, he literally had every cunt in school after his cock.
Of course Becky was the only one that Tom was interested in, and this made Becky very proud.
The other girls were jealous of her, and wondered just what the hell she had that they didn't. What they didn't know, was that it was Becky's totally submissive slave-like attitude, allowing Tom to tie and beat her whenever he fucking pleased, that made him desire her so much.
This they still kept a secret from the rest of the school. All of their hot sex life was their own business, and everyone else could just fuck off when it came to knowing what they did when they were alone in the bam.
The barn was still their sanctuary. Tom had become such a super-star in the school, and Becky had retained her straight-A average, so both of their parents were extremely proud of them and gave them even more freedom than they had before.
They were never questioned, and were allowed to stay out very late at night. They were trusted, and that was just what the hot homy couple wanted.
They were the ideal couple in everyone's I eye, and that was an image that they decided was of the utmost importance to maintain, especially considering how wild and perverted they really were. They had to keep it a secret, they just had to.
Becky was homy as hell this particular Spring afternoon. What with all the training, and studying for finals that were right around the comer, they had both been too busy to get together much in the bam.
Becky hadn't been tied and abused in almost a month, and her body was craving abuse and sexual release.
Becky felt the warm cunt juices oozing out I of her pussy as she saw Tom come out onto the track to run the mile. His uniform fit him very tightly. Even though he was wearing a jock strap, the outline of his gigantic ten-inch prick could clearly be seen.
Becky wanted to jump off the fucking bench and drop to her knees in front of him, begging him to shove the cock down into her f throat and make her drink the cum.
Of course this was out of the question.
They did have their reputation to consider.
Becky squeezed her creamy-white thighs together gently, and then as the beginning of the race neared she became more persistent in her masturbatory technique.
She felt the heated passion rising between her legs and knew that if she kept on rubbing her knees together in this fashion she would be reaching orgasm before she knew it.
She had been finger-fucking herself to sleep for several weeks. She was too homy a young cunt to just simply go without sex. She had to continually relieve herself, and she had found that finger-fucking was one hell of a way to do it.
Of course this means of sexual release was hardly equivalent to what it was like when Tom fucked her, or shoved his cock down into her hot sucking mouth, but nevertheless it was something and it would have to do until after this race, when the track season would officially be over and hopefully they could get together in the barn once more.
Becky felt her heart starting to beat madly as the other runners took their marks.
Tom was so much more handsome than any of the others, and his body was so much more powerful. His long muscular legs glistened in the early afternoon sun, and Becky was so proud she was his girl she thought she was just going to cum right then and there.
She couldn't control herself when the gun went off signaling the start of the mile.
She slowly slipped her right hand under her tiny mini-skirt, and with her index finger she parted her cunt Ups and shoved the hot little appendage right up into the center of her juicing cunt hole.
Becky moaned loudly as she began to stick her finger in and out of her cunt. She was getting hotter and hotter as the race continued.
The crowd was screaming and staring at the racers, and she felt confident that none of them would be watching her. Just the same, she had a sweater over her lap in case anyone took a peek.
Of course the more excited she became, as the race drew near its conclusion the sweater began to bob up and down, and anyone taking the time to really look at the young blonde vixen could easily figure out what she was up to.
However, the eyes were all on Tom and that was just the way she liked it.
As the men came around the last corner, heading for the tape which (by no coincidence) was right in front of her, Becky began to finger-fuck herself furiously.
She jabbed her index finger in and out of her fucking cunt just as fast as she could go, tickling her clit, and making her young girlish juices flow from her hot box like an exploding dam.
As Tom approached the tape, she quickened her stroking. As he hit the tape, and the light board in the center of the field registered that he had won, and had done it in 3:58, Becky was so excited that she came.
She jabbed her finger mercilessly into her hot steaming and profusely dripping box and the cum just flew and flew out of her cunt.
It was the wildest orgasm she had had in a long fucking time and she went with it completely. She closed her eyes and fucked her twat with her finger until she couldn't see straight. Everyone was watching the racers finish one after another, and cheering on the team to victory.
Becky had cum, and it had been fantastic.
* * *
About an hour later, Tom and Becky were once again alone in the bam. As had happened so many times in the past, whenever Tom won any kind of recognition, at anything, no matter what, he seemed to have to take this pleasure out on Becky in the form of a sadistic beating or fucking.
This was okay with Becky.
Becky had enjoyed one hell of a violent orgasm sitting on the bleachers watching her handsome stud lover run the four-minute mile, but now she was just as hot as a young twat to fuck him. It was as if she hadn't had sex at all an hour before. Her body was alive with pleasure, as once more Tom began to be the dominant figure in her life, to boss her around, to humiliate and use her in any way he saw fit.
She loved it.
The rougher he was, the rougher she wanted him to be.
She couldn't get enough of the slave master relationship to satisfy her, and she let Tom know in no uncertain terms, that there were no limits when it came to pain and humiliation. He could do to and with her whatever the fuck he pleased, and this particular day he looked like he was going to do just that.
Tom didn't say a word to her. As usual, he tied her up to the beam and began to fuck the living shit out of her. Tom was very tired from his race and all the excitement of the conquest he had made, but it only made him want to plow into her all the more.
He fucked her harder than he ever had, and when he began to cum, Becky thought that a tidal wave had been released inside of her pussy.
The cum gushed and gushed out of Tom's huge ten-inch pile-driving pecker, filling her to the brim with its hot squirting fluids.
So much cum flew out of his cock as a matter of fact that it overflowed her cunt hole and began oozing down over her creamy-white thighs.
Becky screamed and shook as the cum gushed into her and down her legs. Her own orgasm, even though she had just had one less than two hours before, was earth-shattering.
Her cum gushed out of her cunt and mixed with her young lover's cum in a pool of sexual bliss.
As usual, the young couple had fucked each other silly. When it was over, Tom pulled out of her and fell over onto the hay stack. He didn't even bother to untie Becky.
Tom was so exhausted from the race and then from the stimulating fuck of his young, helplessly tied girlfriend, that he simply fell asleep. Becky had to stand there, tied securely to the beam, ropes cutting into her wrists savagely, while Tom snored away, naked, on the pile of hay at her feet.
It was a humiliating experience, but as usual, Becky loved it!
CHAPTER SEVEN
Tom decided that now that he had accomplished a winner attitude in all the sports he had tried out for, that he should put some of his positive energy toward his scholastic achievements as well.
Becky was very proud of him for reaching this decision. Although lie wasn't a particularly bad student, he never really excelled the way Becky did and pulled in all straight A's.
Tom's grades were mostly C's. Occasionally he got lucky and pulled in a B if he felt like studying a particular semester.
Tom decided, with Becky's help, that he was going to be a super student the last quarter.
He really buckled down to his books. Becky helped him study every night, and using the winner attitude that had gotten into him from winning the races and other sports activities, Tom soon pulled all of his grades up and made Becky extremely proud of him. To Becky, it seemed that the more she knew him the more she loved him. He was just a fantastic young person, and to top it all off he had the biggest and best cock in the fucking land.
There was a huge science fair coming up, and Tom told Becky that he wanted to win it. He wasn't interested in the money and the ribbons, but he was interested in showing the county and the other kids in school that he could excel in something other than athletic achievements.
He was determined to win the contest, and he spent hours and hours every night before the judging on his project. He built a mini space-ship, complete with module, and tiny space men. He wrote a long well-explained report on space travel, planetary orbits, and other pertinent information.
Becky and Tom were both nervous when it came time for the judging. There were ten schools in all competing in the inter-county science fair, and that meant a lot of smart young kids had their own good science projects up for the ribbon.
But, as fate would have it, Tom won.
Becky was ecstatic. She had put many long exhausting hours in at night with Tom, helping him research, helping him draw the many varied descriptive posters, and she was now really happy that the effort had paid off.
She saw the admiring looks that everyone was giving Tom after the event. They knew, as she did now, that Tom was an all-around great student. He could be good in sports, but good in his school work as well, a combination that wasn't found in many young people nowadays.
"Let's go to the bam and celebrate," Tom said to Becky quietly after the blue ribbon had been pinned to his shirt at the judging.
"Yes, yes, let's go, sir," Becky said respectfully.
She had really gotten into the slave master thing. She was his servant, and she never stopped playing the role. She was at his beck and call, his total obedient slave, and she would worship the ground he walked on. She would do whatever he wanted her to do, however painful or however humiliating that might mean.
"You two going off to celebrate as usual?" Tom's mother said.
"Yes, mom," Tom said politely, like the nice little boy everyone thought he was.
Becky had to smile, but she kept it inside of her. If Tom's parents, or her parents, or for that matter anyone in the whole fucking school knew that their form of celebration was wild uninhibited and unusually perverse sex, then they would drop dead.
They kept up their image, however, so they could get away with it. Now that both of their marks were up in the A category they were simply unapproachable for any form of discipline or suspicion.
They were the ideal students-or so everyone thought!
Tom and Becky, as usual after one of Tom's various triumphs, raced off to the bam. It was time once again to get down to some hot and heavy fucking, and they could hardly wait.
Tom and Becky were ready to get down to business once again. The old familiar fuck-ground, the bam, was there and waiting for them.
Tom tore off the blue-ribbon from his shirt, and then proceeded to tear off the rest of his clothes.
Becky watched her handsome stud lover as he proceeded to undress in front of her. She felt the juices beginning to stir in her cunt at once as she gazed at the muscular young rugged flesh being exposed before her.
When he pulled off his tight-fitting faded jeans and once again she saw all ten inches of that beautiful cock spring out in front of him, as usual, her breath was taken away.
She adored the big fat cock, and there wasn't anything that she wouldn't do for it, or to it, or with it. It was like it had become part of her life-indeed, a very important part of her life, something that she needed to fucking survive!
As usual, after winning some kind of prize, Tom had a particularly cruel look on his face.
Becky smiled inwardly, as she thought how much Tom changed when he was alone with her in the barn. He seemed so simple, uncomplicated and innocent around other people, but once alone with her in the hot setting of the smelly old deserted bam, he became the cruel and demanding master that she had grown to love and worship with her every breath.
She was his slave and she loved it.
"Take off your clothes, cunt," he screamed at her, and then proceeded to slap her hard across the right cheek, for no apparent reason other than the pure fun and pleasure of it.
His blow had been particularly forceful and it had sent Becky flying into the hayloft.
She knew better than to lie there and whimper, although that is what she felt like doing. She jumped up quickly, eager to show him that she wanted desperately to obey his every wish and command.
She tore off her clothes, and was stark naked before Tom could blink.
She was fast, she was eager, and she was ready!
Becky lay down on the hay and stared at the handsome young stud. He walked around her slowly, looking at her, as if he was deciding in what way he could best humiliate her today.
They had done so many various forms of humiliating torture, she wondered what he could do next. She knew that he would never run out of ways to dominate her, and that excited her tremendously.
"You fucking slut, I don't know what I'm gonna do with you today. You no good cock-sucking bitch," he said.
Tom's cock was dripping cum. It was standing way out in front of him, as usual, rock hard and ready for action. He stood right over her face and squeezed the shaft, running his hand along the sensitive underside of the thick love pole, and let the cum drip out of the tip and fall freely down onto her face.
Becky opened her mouth wide and let the cum-drippings slip into her mouth. She licked and slurped them up gleefully, enjoying every morsel, every ounce of the precious life-giving fluid.
"Oh master, let me suck it, let me take it into my mouth. Let me make you feel good! Oh master, I love you, ohhhhh!" she cried.
"You fucking slave, you no good piece of shit," Tom said, looking down at the young blonde girl writhing about underneath him.
She was begging him, and he decided to give her a break. Of course his cock was roaring hard, dripping cum juice, and screaming to be sucked.
No one could suck a cock like Becky could, and he was eager to have her do it. Of course he had to let her believe that he didn't care, and that he was only doing her a favor by letting her suck it.
"Okay, bitch, suck that cock," Tom said.
He kneeled down, straddling her huge breasts with his smooth muscular legs. He squeezed his thighs together which made her tits stand up and out in a sexy way.
He grabbed his cock and started slapping her across the face with it. She opened her mouth wide and tried to take the cock inside to begin sucking it, but he wouldn't let her. He just kept beating her with the prick head for the longest time.
Finally, he became too excited himself. He longed to feel her hot wet mouth surrounding his cock shaft, so he grabbed her hair, shoved her neck way back so that her head was arched in the proper angle, and then rammed all ten inches of his cock down into her eagerly awaiting mouth cavity.
Becky choked because the cock was so big and because it was forced into her mouth so rapidly and savagely, but she managed to readjust her position just enough under Tom to suck the cock properly.
Becky slurped all ten inches in and out of her mouth. Tom held onto her long blonde hair, pulling it almost out of the fucking roots, as the cock sliced between her parted Ups, diving in and out of the backmost recesses of her hot mouth cavity.
She was sucking the cock like the fucking slave that she was, giving her all to the blow job, sucking it as if her fucking life depended on it.
In and out of Becky's mouth went Tom's flying cock. He felt the cum beginning to boil in his balls and in the base of his shaft and he knew that he wasn't going to be able to keep this up for very much longer without shooting his load.
Suddenly Tom got an idea. He wanted to try something new, something that he had never done before. Becky was his slave and she would willingly do anything that he told her to do. He wanted to make her do something that he had never made her do before, something extremely humiliating and disgusting, something that would gross her out and only go to show once more that he was the master and that she was his slave, a piece of no good shit that had only one purpose in life-to obey him!
Tom pulled all ten inches of his huge cock meat out of her mouth. He moved forward so that his huge balls were against her Ups.
"Suck those balls," he ordered.
Becky quickly did as she was told.
She pulled first one and then the other ball into her mouth. She sucked them savagely, rolling them around on the inner part of her hot wet mouth cavity, until Tom was shaking and quivering over her in a state of pure erotic passion, a passion that she was creating with her hot talented mouth.
Becky loved sucking his cock and balls and put her all into it, but suddenly Tom move forward on her even more, so that his ass hole was now over her face.
Becky smelled the odor of his butt and she was scared. He had never made her suck his butt hole before and she didn't know if she could do it.
She was willing to please him in any way that she possibly could, but this was even too perverted for her.
The slight hesitation that she made was all Tom needed to be pissed off.
"You fucking cunt, how dare you stop servicing your master," he screamed, and with his fist he punched her hard in her bare and vulnerable stomach.
Becky doubled over in agony as the breath was forced out of her lungs. She coughed and gagged and spit. She could have killed Tom for hurting her like that, but she didn't dare do anything but what he had ordered her to do. Nothing else.
Becky opened her mouth wide and closed her lips right over his ass hole. She soon found out that not only was it not as bad as she had originally thought it would be, but she was actually beginning to enjoy it.
She kissed the entire area around his butt hole with her mouth and tongue, and then proceeded to shove her tongue right up into his hole.
Tom screamed out when she did this and she knew that she must be pleasing him tremendously. His whole body was shaking as if it had been electrocuted and she noticed that the deeper her tongue went up into his butt hole, the more excited he seemed to become.
Becky continued to rim her master out just as wildly as she could. Tom was getting so excited he didn't know what to do, except cum, and so that was just what he did.
With his right hand he began to flog his huge ten-inch dick. He rubbed the sensitive cock shaft back and forth, letting the skin slip over the bulbous cock head that was already dripping cum profusely.
He knew that his orgasm was not far away. He wasn't going to have to pull his meat hard at all. Gentle back and forth strokes, coupled with the erotic sensations of pleasure that he was feeling as Becky sucked his ass hole, would easily bring him to a stimulating and earth-shattering explosion of cum.
Tom reached down over Becky's smooth body until his fingertip of his left hand reached her cunt.
He felt the hot twat and the juicing gushing fluid that was oozing out of it. He stuck his finger right up into the hole and began to finger-fuck her, while she rimmed his ass hole, and while he continued to flog his own love pole.
Their three motions got into a simultaneous and mutually exciting rhythm, and Tom knew that the motions could only result in one thing, and that was to allow them to both cum in one glorious cum-bursting orgasm.
The faster he jammed his finger in and out of Becky's cunt, the faster she sucked his ass hole, and then the faster he ran his strong hand back and forth against his sensitive cock shaft.
It wasn't long before their passions were at an all-time peak, and they knew that they were both going to have to cum.
Suddenly Tom screamed.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Becky knew that he was gonna cum.
"Yes, master, let me have it, cum all over my face," she yelled, and then shoved her tongue even further up into his ass hole.
She shoved her tongue as far into his butt hole as she possible could, twirling the sensitive* tongue muscle all around at the same time she was sending it in and out of the hot wet hole with snake-like accuracy.
Tom quivered and shook and then the cum began to fly out of his cock. He smeared the cum all over her forehead and got it into her long pretty blonde hair.
Becky loved the feeling of cum smearing on her, and it made her own orgasm begin to explode.
Of course Tom had never once let up with his own stimulating finger-fucking action. He continued to jam his finger in and out of her cunt hole just as fast as he could go. When he began to cum, his finger flew in and out of her cunt even faster.
His finger was a blur as it parted her cunt lips, and tickled her clit. Her juices began to gush out of her cunt and she shook and shook in the throes of her own womanly orgasm.
The two tortured teens came and came together in one blissful and extremely erotic explosion of pleasure.
As usual, they had satisfied one another completely.
* * *
There was one more team that Tom had not tried out for, and it was the basketball team. He decided that he had to conquer it. It was almost expected of him by now from all of his classmates. They expected him to excel in everything he did because he had been doing it for the whole fucking year, and now he had to do it so that they wouldn't be disappointed.
Also, he liked to impress Becky. She was his girl, and he liked the look in her eyes when he won at another sport, or got another A in school.
So it was the basketball tryouts that took his attention now, and as in the other sports that he tried out for, he made the team with little trouble.
The school had always had the best basketball team around, and now with Tom on their side they were even better. They went through the season wiping out every other team.
The last game was sensational, with Tom scoring the most points, as he had done in the last dozen games or so. He was a star once more, and once more Becky was proud of him.
Becky had decided that she would try-out for cheerleader so that she could travel with Tom, since most of their games were "away" games.
She made the squad, and travelled on the same bus as the football team. She got to sit with Tom, and squeeze his cock when no one was looking to and from the other schools.
After the last game on the way home, the bus driver said that he would treat the team members and the cheerleaders to a burger and a shake at a roadside stand. He parked the bus under a huge tree in the back parking lot and everyone jumped out to eat their goodies.
Becky and Tom had other ideas.
They could think of many other ways to celebrate the victory over Allegheny High School other than guzzling down a burger and a thick shake with fries.
A little sexual warfare was more to their appetites.
They stayed on the bus and waited till all the kids were off. They went to work immediately, making out passionately. Tom squeezed Becky's big fat juicy tits through her cheerleader's sweater. Her tits seemed to get bigger and bigger every time he grabbed them, and indeed she was a gigantic size thirty-eight D now.
He pinched the nipples and they became extremely hard. He leaned over and bit the tits through the sweater and Becky threw her head back on the seat, moaning and groaning like the wild animal she always felt like when Tom serviced her in this sexed-up fashion.
Tom grabbed his sweaty jock strap out of his duffle bag, and shoved it into Becky's face.
He made her smell the sweaty thing, rubbing it up against her nose, and shoving it back and forth across her lily-white cheeks. She gagged as the sweaty aroma permeated her nostrils, but she didn't fight him off. She was digging the perverted scene, as she dug all the weird things that Tom thought up to do with and to and for her.
Becky loved him, she was still his number one slave, and was still willing to put up with anything Tom wanted to do.
She grabbed the jock strap with her teeth and bit it as he continued to smear it around on her face.
She breathed the sweaty manly odors into her nose as Tom reached under her skirt, pulled down her panties, and shoved his finger right up into her cunt.
Becky moaned and closed her eyes. She was in sexual heaven. She was hot as hell and it didn't take Tom long to bring her to the point of sexual explosion.
Becky pulled down Tom's zipper when she realized that he was going to finger-fuck her until she came.
She grabbed his huge cock shaft and began to flog it up and down. They didn't care about the other kids, or the bus driver, or anything. All they cared about was making each other cum and shoot their loads of hot joy juice all over the place.
She jerked his cock and he rammed his finger in and out of her snatch until they could take it no longer.
They began to cum and cum and shake and quiver in the seat of the bus as their orgasms swept over their young nervous systems.
They just barely had finished cumming and had pulled themselves somewhat together, when the first kids started loading back on the bus.
"Hey, look at the lovebirds," one of the cheerleaders called out, "they aren't even hungry!"
All the kids laughed.
Becky and Tom each gave the rest of the kids one of their purest and sweetest and innocent smiles.
Their crotches were soaked with cum, and once again they were very satisfied.
CHAPTER EIGHT
It was summertime, and Becky and Tom continued to get to know one another sexually. It seemed that they never tired of being together, and Becky never tired of being Tom's slave.
They fucked and sucked in every position imaginable, enjoying the full gamut of sexual combinations. They came and came and came, and it seemed like they would never tire of one another.
Tom and Becky had been playing their slave and master game for almost two years. They had discovered their mutual attraction for one another when they were only sophomores in high school, and now they were graduating.
The ceremony was out on the football field at sunset one warm June evening, and it was beautiful.
As fate would have it, Tom and Becky were the two top scholastic students in the class, and they each had speeches to the other graduates.
Their parents were extremely proud of them, and once again didn't think it strange when they turned down the offer to join the rest of the class on a last outing to the beach.
"No," they both said, "we just want to be together."
Their parents thought that was cute! They had already begun making wedding plans for the sexed-up teenagers, and Tom and Becky let them go right ahead with them.
They weren't sure just what they were going to do. They didn't even know if they were going to stick around the small community now that they had graduated from high school.
They both had splendid grades, and had several college offers, but sex was more to their liking. If there was a college majoring in sexual technique, they would have gone for sure.
For right now, it was the barn once more, and playtime.
This was a very special night. They had both just graduated from high school; with honors, and with the congratulating best wishes of the entire student and faculty body, not to mention their parents and other various relatives.
They had to celebrate in a special way, and Tom felt that he wanted to do something totally different from anything he had ever done with the beautiful young blonde cunt Becky had bought a pair of black leather slacks to wear especially to please him on this special night, and he had bought a pair as well. They had had to send for the sexy leather outfits through the mail, and had had them sent to one of their cousins a couple of towns a way, a hot little cunt who wouldn't ask any questions or tell their parents that they were ordering clothes that were so hot and indecent that they had to be sent through the mail.
They had picked up the leather pants the night before, and neither Tom nor Becky had seen each other in the clothes.
They had the boxes under their arms when they walked into the bam.
"Hey, let's put them on," Becky said.
"Yeah, but I don't want to see you until you're in them, okay?" Tom pleaded.
"Okay. You go over there behind the stall, and I'll go behind the hay loft here. We'll get dressed in our leather pants, and then when we're both ready we'll come out and see what each other looks like, okay?"
"Yeah, yeah," Tom repeated, his mouth open and his tongue hanging on his hot sexy Ups.
It was obvious that he was extremely excited. This was going to be a special night, in more ways than one.
He could just feel it.
Becky flew behind the hay loft and tore open the box. She was stripped in no time and pulling up the pants. They seemed to be very tight on her, and she literally had to force her hips down into them.
They were snug as shit on her body, showing every wrinkle in her skin. Actually, the pants were more like a second skin then foreign material.
They made her feel hot instantly, and already her cunt began to ooze juices just from the excitement she experienced by having the sexy leather pants surrounding her lower body.
Becky pulled up the zipper and had to take a deep breath to clasp the large silver button at the top. She was into them, but they were tight as hell.' She bent down to her knees a couple of times to make the shiny tight black leather give just a little bit on her skin.
The pants became more comfortable after a moment or two, but still fit her tight as shit.
She left her shirt off, so that she was naked from the waist up. She had no shoes on, and the only thing on her body was the sexy black leather pants.
She waited for Tom's call.
* * *
Tom was pulling up his own tight black leather pants, and was finding that they were fitting him just as tightly as his slave's were.
He pulled and pulled to get them up over his rock-hard well-developed ass cheeks. He felt the leather slipping into the crack of his ass and the feeling of the sexy material rubbing against his cock and balls gave him an instant erection.
Now Tom had a huge cock even when it was soft, and it was usually a problem to get it stuffed down into the front of whatever kind of pants he was wearing.
But these pants were so fucking tight, and not only that but he now had a roaring hard-on, and that made it next to impossible to get the slick leather trousers up over his big fat prick.
He had to take both hands and shove his mighty cock shaft down into the front of his pants. He could see the outline of his prick clearly in the front of the leather, as he slowly and carefully tucked his cock down deeper into his pants.
He had to suck his rock-hard rippling gut in to pull up the zipper and then fasten the silver button at the top, but he finally made it.
He was in the pants at last.
He started imagining what Becky was going to look tike in her own leather pants, and hoped that they fit her just half as tight as his fit him.
He couldn't wait another second to find out.
He had to see her!
He had to see her now!
"Are you ready?" he called out.
"Yes, and you?"
"Yeah. Come on out," Tom answered.
They both walked out into the middle of the barn.
"Holy fucking shit," Tom called, when he got a look at his young blonde slave girlfriend in the sexy black leather pants. She was a sight for sore eyes, and instantly the cum gushed right out of the tip of his cock.
"You're beautiful, lover," Becky said.
She looked at the huge chest and rippling gut muscles of her well-developed boy friend.
His body was rock hard and shining from the kerosene lamp hung in the comer of the old smelly barn.
He was a super-stud all right, and he was all hers.
As Tom stood there staring at her, he began to wonder just what he could do with her that would be completely different from anything that he had ever done, and then it hit him.
"Becky, lover, I want you to be my master!"
Becky couldn't believe her ears.
No, he couldn't have said that, could he have???
"What?" she said, shaking her head in disbelief.
"Please, I want to be your slave now. I want you to be my master! I want you to punish me gooooood!"
With that, Tom dropped to his knees in front of the leather-clad blonde-haired vixen and began kissing her naked feet.
Becky couldn't believe what was happening.
Here was the super-hung super-muscular young stud, the guy she had grown up with, the guy that she had been servicing as her master for two years, crawling around on his hands and knees just begging to be tortured.
At first the very idea of it was out of the question to Becky, but when she realized that Tom was not kidding, and that he was actually pleading for her to abuse him, she decided that she might as well try it.
After all, he was asking her, and in a way it was just like obeying-another order, something she had been doing for Tom for two fucking years.
"Okay, scum bag, you asked for it, now I'm going to show you what a real fucking master is all about. You're going to be sorry you ever asked me to torture you. I'm going to make you feel the wrath of my vengeance but good. You are going to suffer the way you made me suffer for the last two years, and you're gonna beg me to have mercy on you!"
"Never bitch, never! You'll never make me beg you to stop. I can take any punishment that you give me. I can take it all, you fucking whore!"
With that, Becky really became angry. She was suppose to be leather mistress now, the one who was giving the orders, and she wouldn't take the shit rap for her new "slave."
There was a fire in her eyes, a fire that Tom had never seen before.
She looked like a savage cunt that was ready to take on the world, and he was wondering if he had let loose a hot leather bitch that was going to dish out even more punishment than he had bargained for. Oh well, he thought to himself, he wanted to try a different type of perversion.
Becky walked over to him and kicked him really hard right in the side.
Tom doubled over. The kick had caught him completely by surprise and as her foot had sunk into his muscular gut, it had forced the air out of his lungs.
He held onto his stomach and rolled about in the hay. Becky took advantage of his pained and weakened position to quickly tie his hands behind his back. Before Tom knew what was happening, the hot little leather bitch had his hands securely tied behind his back.
Tom was beginning to think that maybe he had made a mistake. After all, he had treated Becky as a slave for two years. He had humiliated her and tortured her in every conceivable way possible, degrading her, and making her suffer to incredible heights of torturous anguish.
Now she was going to have the chance to pay him back, and he was beginning to realize that by putting himself in this vulnerable position, and allowing her to now be the "master", assuming the "slave" role himself, he might just have possibly bitten off much more than he could chew!
Tom tried to get his hands free from the ropes, but Becky had tied them too tightly.
She had obviously been tied up so many fucking times by him, and had seen him tie the well-executed knots over and over again, that she had taken mental notes as to how it was done, without even thinking of it.
She put that experience to practice now and pulled the ropes even tighter so that they cut into his wrists. Tom could feel tiny trickles of blood on his hands as the ropes cut deeper and deeper into his flesh.
"Now you're gonna find out what a slave should really act like, you fucking pig!" Becky screamed.
Tom stared at her, a look of horror crossing his young handsome face.
"You want to learn what pain is? Okay, I'll show you what pain is. Get up on your fucking feet!"
Tom didn't move. He just lay there in the hay, his hands and feet bound securely, looking at her with a surprised and scared look on his face.
"Get up you fucking slave," she said, and she kicked him savagely right in the crotch of his leather pants. Her foot sunk into his rock-hard cock and big cum-laden balls and he screamed out in pure anguish.
He doubled over and began writhing about in the hay stack like the crippled slave that he really was.
Becky made sure that she only kicked him hard enough to cause him a great deal of pain, but she didn't kick him hard enough to permanently damage it. After all, she wanted the slave to service her, and with a broken cock he wouldn't be any good to anyone! Becky glared at him.
Tom managed to crawl up to his feet. She shoved him forcefully back up against the beam so that his head whipped into the wood and made a loud cracking sound.
Tom's eyes rolled back in his head and he thought he was going to pass out. In the second or two that his head was spinning around and he was trying to get his bearings, Becky had managed to quickly wrap the many strands of thick rope round and round him so that he was now helplessly bound to the wooden stake.
Now Becky had him right where she wanted him.
He was her slave now.
She was the master!
She had him where he had put her so many times during the past couple of years.
She thought of all of the many many times that he had thrown her flying into the wooden beam, tied her up helplessly, letting the ropes cut into her tender wrists, and then proceeded to beat her with any and everything that he could find around the barn.
He had loved torturing and humiliating her, and now she was going to have her revenge. Now she was going to teach him that he maybe should have treated her with a little more respect. She was going to be the master now, and she was going to make him pay for what he had done to her.
Tom couldn't believe the way his lovely little blonde-haired girlfriend looked. She had a fierce, almost evil look in her piercing blue eyes, a look that he knew spelled nothing but trouble for him.
He was helplessly tied to the beam, and there wasn't going to be a single fucking thing that he could do to defend himself.
Tom was frightened.
He knew that if Becky really got carried away, and from the look on her face that certainly looked like what might happen, and very soon, too, she could even cut his fucking cock off.
She could do whatever she pleased to Tom and he couldn't say or do anything back to her.
Now he was beginning to realize how helpless he had rendered her during the last couple of years.
It was as if he was dying and his whole life was passing before him in a sudden desperate flash.
He suddenly saw in vivid blood-curdling detail all of the horrible and humiliating things that he had done to her in the fits of his passionate sadistic sex-games.
She had taken it all.
But now she was going to give' it right back to him.
Tom was beginning to wonder if he hadn't just made possibly the biggest mistake of his life. He didn't know if he liked being -tied like this, and totally under her power.
But there was one thing that Tom could not deny.
His huge ten-inch prick was rock-hard. Harder than it had ever been before in his life. It was shoving down into the smooth tight black leather.
Tom was obviously very excited.
He wondered what was ahead during the hot night when he would have to taste the vengeance of the girl that was once his slave.
He had a feeling he was in for some heavy suffering.
And still his cock throbbed on!!!
Becky had her new slave tied to the stake, and he couldn't move.
Tom tried desperately to free his hands but he couldn't He was bound very securely to the beam and he wasn't going anywhere until she wanted him to.
"What are you going to do?" he pleaded.
Becky had never heard the handsome super-stud master speak in the tone of voice that he was presently using. He almost sounded like a little fucking kid, and the realization that she had rendered him helpless, as well as the realization that she was now the bitch mistress and he was her slave, made Becky's hot little twat ooze cunt juices.
"Shut up, slave," she screamed.
"But Becky?" he pleaded.
That was a mistake.
She became infuriated.
"I told you to shut up," she screamed, and with that she took her open palm and slapped him several times as hard as she could right across his face.
The handsome stud's lip was cut and the blood trickled down into his mouth. He licked it off his lip as the stinging blow racked his brain.
She wasn't fooling around.
He continued to think of all of the things that he had done to her during the last couple of years, when he was in charge, and she was just the slave.
He knew that all of these things must be going through Becky's mind and the more she would think of these things, the more her need for a savage, cruel, and merciless revenge would probably take over her being.
The thing that Tom simply could not understand, was that even though he was really getting scared, never having been tied up like this before, and so totally at someone's mercy, was why his fucking cock was so damn hard.
He never had a problem getting an erection, and he always had a hard-on, a roaring hard-on when he tied up Becky and put her through her slave-like paces, but this was something else. His cock had never been this rock hard, and his cock shaft had never stood out in front of him so far shaking and quivering the way that it was. Instead of just tiny little squirts of cum oozing out of the tip of it, in its pre-orgasmic condition, their was a steady torrent of love juice flowing from the piss slit at the tip of his cock head.
Tom had never been this sexed-up and excited before in his whole fucking life, and it made him ask himself whether or not he was really the master. Had she been in control all along? Teasing and demanding that he torture her? And now, now that she had a chance to pay him back, was that what he had really wanted all along? Had he been such a brute to her in hopes that someday this time would come when he was the one that was tied up, and she was the one who was going to work him over?
Obviously, this was a correct assumption on his part.
His cock had never felt like this before. He thought it was going to shoot its full load of orgasmic jism right then and there, without even being touched, without any further form of sex play whatsoever.
That was how hot he really felt.
His lip stopped bleeding, and Becky began to walk back and forth in front of him. Her eyes were slanting, and she was taking on an extremely demon-like appearance.
Tom had never seen her look this evil before, and the sight of the hot young blond mistress excited and frightened him, all at the same time.
He didn't know if he was going or coming!
And still his cock throbbed on.
"Now let me see! What shall I make you do first, you dirty scum-bag slave," Becky groaned, in a deep throaty voice, a voice that Tom had never heard her use before.
It was true, she was changing her fucking identity right there before his very eyes.
No longer was she the sweet little blonde farm-girl, the shy and obedient slave-like creature that he had dominated for the past couple of years in his cruel sadistic manner. It was as if she had suddenly grown-up now that she was the one in charge, and he was the one that was going to have to take the orders.
This position was bringing out the animal in her, and Tom began to realize that she was going to release all of that sadistic hidden vengeance on him, and there wasn't a fucking thing he could do about it. What surprised him most of all, was that he didn't want to.
He was enjoying being tied up like that.
He wanted her to humiliate and torture him.
He needed it desperately.
He couldn't wait for her to begin.
"You swine!" she said, screaming still louder at the helplessly bound and tied stud.
Becky reached forward and grabbed hold of Tom's t-shirt. She dug her fingernails into the thin cotton material, and began ripping it off his well-muscled and now profusely sweating body.
She groaned as the muscles of his chest and rippling wash-board gut came into view.
She kept on tearing the flimsy cotton jersey until it was ripped completely off Tom's body.
"I'm gonna work over that body until you beg me to stop," she moaned, starting to pace back and forth in front of him once more, eyeing the muscles, looking at every inch of his inviting and now fully exposed upper body.
The ropes had been tied tightly, wrapping his strong muscular arms behind his back and fastening them securely to the beam.
He wasn't going anywhere!
His muscles bulged and glistened in the light of the bam. The sight excited Becky and her own cuntal juices began to flow in her leather pants.
Becky's eyes ran down over the front of the leather pants that he had put on.
She could see the huge cock outline in the front of them, and could tell that his prick was rock hard, ready for action, and was even dripping cum. She could see the large round wet stain forming in the front of the sexy tight shiny black leather.
"Oh, so the little boy's hot, huh?" she laughed.
Tom didn't say a word.
He didn't dare.
"Well, I'll give you something to be hot about, you fucking pig," she cried at the top of her voice.
Tom had never seen her like this, and his heart was beating a mile a minute, both with a very real fear, and an extremely real and rapidly developing sexual excitement, an excitement that was new to him, and although he couldn't explain it he was going with it a hundred percent. He was enjoying the feelings coursing throughout his young body and he didn't want them to ever stop.
"Let me see now, what can I use to bruise and batter that fucking body of yours. I want you to feel my power, you no good slave," she moaned like the savage bitch she was turning into.
Tom looked at her and wanted to plead that she didn't get too carried away, but he felt that any words out of his mouth, especially right then and there, would only cause the young sadistic blonde-haired cunt to attack him all the more savagely.
He had to keep his mouth shut, no matter what happened!
Besides, Tom didn't want to give her the pleasure any longer of hearing him beg for mercy. She could beat him into unconsciousness for all he cared, but she wasn't going to let her hear him cry for mercy again.
That was one satisfaction she would never get again.
This was the one thing he would hold over her, make her work for, and never relinquish.
After all, even though he was now the slave, and he wanted it that way, he still had his pride. He wasn't going to give that up for any cunt, even Becky!
"This looks like it might do the trick," she said.
Tom's eyes widened with horror when he saw her pick up a huge wooden mallet. It was gigantic, with the head about five times the size of a regular hammer. It was used to bang in wooden pegs in some of the beams in the bam, and for other jobs around the place where metal was not practical.
The mallet had a huge handle, and Becky gripped it firmly.
"This should teach you a little discipline," she screamed.
Becky dug her heels into the soft hay, making sure that she had a good stance, so that hitting the super-muscular stud wouldn't make her lose her balance.
Tom flexed his gut and chest muscles as hard as he could. He was now very thankful that he had a rock-hard gut and that his chest was well-muscled as well. If he was soft in the front of his upper body, this mallet would fucking kill him.
From the looks on Becky's face, she wasn't going to tap the huge wooden hammer up against him. She was really going to let him have it, but good!
She drew the hammer way back and then let it go flying. The wooden head caught Tom right in the pit of his gut and slammed into his rippling belly.
Even though he was full of muscles, he had not expected to be punched in the gut with the wooden hammer quite that hard and it had caught him off guard.
His head bobbed forward as his body doubled from the waist. He gasped for air and began coughing violently. He felt the wood smashing into his bronze well-muscled belly and the pain was excruciating.
Becky began laughing in a wild, sadistic manner, almost as if she wasn't human.
Tom couldn't believe his ears!
What could have possibly happened to the young sweet vixen that he had known for his whole life?
Where had all of her innocence gone?
Had their sadistic and masochistic relationship and many grueling games for the past couple of years changed her that much?
Apparently they had.
She was a new woman now, a woman out for revenge, and a woman that was obviously not going to stop until she got it.
Tom's cock gushed cum and the front of his leather pants became wetter and wetter as Becky proceeded to start hammering the front of his body.
Over and over again the wooden hammer smashed into his gut and then his chest, punching and battering the stiff little spear-like nipples, until Tom couldn't help but cry out in anguish.
"Yeeeohhhh!" he screamed at the top of his lungs.
The sounds of his merciful crying echoed throughout the bam, but all the moans of displeasure seemed to do was excite Becky all the more, and she continued battering him, even more than she had been, and harder as well.
The hammer smashed into him repeated.
Becky decided to move the hammer down to the stiff outline of his cock. "Oh no, not that," he cried.
Becky let him have it, right in the cock and the balls. She began smashing the wooden hammer up against the front of his tight-fitting leather pants.
Tom felt the wooden hammer banging into his stiff rock-hard cock and against his huge cum-laden balls.
She made sure that she didn't hit him hard enough to make him pass out, or to really damage his genitals, but she hit him as hard as she could next to that.
She seemed to know just how hard to hit him to cause him unheard of amounts of pain. She battered the entire front of his body over and over again, until Tom thought that he was going to pass out from the overall pain that was racking his young virile and now well-battered muscular body.
Still Tom did not cry for her to stop.
He refused to give her that verbal satisfaction.
"Want mercy?" she pleaded.
"Fuck you," he moaned, his voice not much more than a soft desperate whisper.
"You'll be sorry for that disrespect," she cried.
Becky pulled down the zipper in the front of Tom's tight black leather pants. She did it so quickly and so carelessly that the zipper got caught on his sensitive skin surrounding his huge thick throbbing cock shaft.
Tom came awake with torturous pain as the zipper pulled his flesh.
He screamed out, but still did not tell her to leave him alone, still did not plead for mercy, something it was obvious she now wanted to hear.
"Oh, you poor little slave. Too fucking bad, I must have mistakenly caught your tiny little cock in the zipper. Too, too bad!"
She was really being a cunt.
She was taking the fullest possible advantage of the situation, by demeaning and humiliating the young helplessly bound stud just as much as she possibly could.
Becky couldn't believe how hot she felt. All these months playing the slave had been fantastic, and she didn't think that she would ever find any kind of sex game that would excite her more than being Tom's yielding and compromising slave.
But now she had!
All of the wild sadistic qualities in her, the need to be the master, the need to be the one to give the orders and cause all the pain, had obviously just been lying beneath the surface.
Tom had brought them out, allowed her to take control for just a second, and now she was going to go with these newly released feelings of sadistic passion all the way.
She was going to beat the shit out of him. She was going to fuck him silly, but the way she wanted to, and when she wanted to. He wasn't giving the orders any more.
He was going to have to obey everything she said and she loved it tremendously!
She yanked the thick black zipper all the way down so that his huge battered cock and balls sprang forth.
"Oh, the little baby cock, what a puny little piece of shit," Becky said.
Tom knew that she was mocking him unjustly. He was proud of his ten-inch mauler, and he knew that she loved his mighty shaft. Still, her insinuations that his cock was hardly worthwhile and was too little to even bother with, pissed him off, and made him feel even worse than he already did-if that was possible!
"I think I'll give you a break and fuck that cock of yours, sucker, but don't think you're gonna cum. I may never let you cum in me again! " Tom was in agony from the gut and chest beating and then the cock beating that she had so mercilessly given him with the huge wooden mallet.
He had thought that at least the torturous affair would end with a glorious cum-bursting orgasm as it always had when he was in charge, but now he began to wonder if his new leather mistress was even going to let him cum.
That would be a horrible thing.
He knew that that would be a fate worse than death, to fuck her, and fuck her good, but never be allowed that precious moment of exploding release.
She couldn't do that to him.
Could she!
She slowly, teasingly, tauntingly pulled down her tight-fitting black leather pants.
He saw with sexual excitement the way her pussy was shown to him, an inch at a time. The tiny whispy blonde pubic hairs could be seen first peaking over the top of the leather trousers, and then little by little that wonderful hole that he had gotten to know so well over the past couple of years.
He longed to shoot his load of cum into the cunt. He wanted to desperately! He just had to.
The cum started gushing out of the tip of his cock profusely in a state of frenzied pre-orgasmic eruption. He needed that big explosion, however, to release all of the pent-up sexual anxiety that she had already developed inside of him from her cruel and sadistic mannerisms.
He just had to cum!
Becky wiggled out of her tight black leather pants. She was totally nude. She strolled around in front of him as if she was completely dressed, and it was the middle of a summer afternoon and they were just talking, nothing unusual, nothing special.
She was deliberately taunting him, teasing him, driving him out of his fucking mind with the need for sexual satisfaction and release of his pent-up read-to-explode cum juices.
Tom's cock quivered in front of him as he saw the way her huge size thirty-eight tits shook in front of her chest. They were beautiful tits. Even though she never wore a bra, the young supple orbs of pleasure turned up at the tip. The nipples, a soft hew of purplish pink, jutted out in front of her like two tiny spears ready for sexual battle.
Tom wanted to caress them to taste them and to enjoy them. But that was out of the question. Unless the fucking cunt decided she would let him.
He didn't know if he liked this any more or not. He was sure as hell excited, cause his cock kept on bobbing, and it kept on juicing pre-orgasmic cum. But he wanted to be able to take her now, stopping all the fooling around, and getting down to some good old-fashioned tit-sucking and cunt-fucking.
But he couldn't!
He couldn't do a fucking thing!
He was tied helplessly to the beam, and would only get a taste of sex when Becky was damn good and ready to give it to him.
He was getting more and more excited, and more and more angry at the same fucking time.
He thought that if she made the mistake of untying his hands right at that particular second, that he would surely put his hands around her fucking throat and strangle her into unconsciousness, and then fuck her while she was out cold so hard her cunt would bleed.
But ahh, this was all pipe dreams for the bound stud.
It was Becky who was calling the shots.
Becky began to stick her finger up her twat, right in front of Tom, teasing him even more with the need for sexual release.
"Ahhh, oh this feels so gooood," she moaned, reaching up with her other hand and beginning to massage her huge tits. One hand worked the tits while the other hand went flying in and out of her cunt hole, until Becky was writhing about like a fucking wild animal in front of the tied-up well-muscled and sex-hungry stud.
Tom wanted to beg her to let him shove his cock up into her cunt, or her mouth, or for that matter to beg her to jerk him off. Anything, anything at all that would allow his cum to go gushing out of his cock and balls. Already he had the biggest case of lover's nuts he had imagined possible. His cock and balls were aching for the release of the cum, and yet there was no release in sight.
"Well, that little cock of yours is hardly worth letting up in me, I probably won't even feel the fucking thing, but I'm bored with my finger so I'll give you a break!"
Tom wanted to punch her in the fucking mouth, but of course, that, like all other forms of revenge (at least at the present) were totally and helplessly out of the question.
Becky pulled her oozing pussy lips far apart with both hands, and then walked slowly forward so that the tip of Tom's cum-oozing throbbing pecker was just lightly touching the entrance to her love chute.
Then in one quick motion, she shoved her hips all the way forward, so that all ten inches of his cock went all the way down into her cunt.
She didn't moan, she just laughed, pretending (or so Tom thought) that the fucking of his cock up into her cunt was nothing, and that she could have gone without it just as easily.
It was this mental torture coupled with the horrendous physical torture that was really getting Tom down. She was taking over as the boss, really ruling him in every way imaginable, and it was demeaning as hell for the handsome and super-hung young muscular stud.
He hoped that someday he had his chance for revenge, but right now he was at her mercy. He wanted to beg her to let him cum, but still his pride wouldn't let him do that. He had to keep his mouth shut and take it, and that was the hardest part of all. When she backed off of him, instead of leaving the cock head imbedded up inside her hot warm twat, she pulled it all the way off of his prick head and then deliberately waited a few extra long seconds so that the rhythm would be broken before once again flying down on top of his cock shaft.
This on again and off again motion that she was doing was driving Tom out of his fucking mind. Just when he thought he was getting up enough sexual energy to shoot his load, she would wait longer between strokes and the cum that was ready to gush out of his cock would once again slip back down through the base of his cock shaft and rest in his balls.
Becky had learned a hell of a lot about sex during the past few months with Tom, and she wasn't about to let him cum until she felt like it.
She knew his cock very well. For that matter, she knew his whole fucking body as well as his head very well. She could tell when he was getting ready to shoot into her cunt before he was.
She was teasing him, and she knew that this was the worst torture of all. This was worse of a torture than tying him up and sticking hot coals against his sensitive balls. Not letting a man cum, but fucking him over and over again, bringing him right up to that point of near ejaculation only to back away and leave him frustrated, was enough to drive him crazy.
She loved it!
Indeed, Tom thought that he was literally going to lose his fucking mind. He was getting so hot he didn't know if he was going or coming, but every time his cum was ready to erupt into her, she would pull away and leave him there, standing, tied, in a state of total physical and mental frustration.
She was castrating him without cutting off his balls. She was the bitch mistress all right! She was certainly in complete domination over him, in complete control, and was definitely calling all of the shots.
He was at her mercy all right, and he was going crazy with the need to shoot. His huge ten-inch mauler was pleading without words to be allowed that all important release of cum.
He didn't know if he could take it much longer before shooting his load just on principal. He knew that if she fooled with his cock very much, she could make the mistake of letting cum, something she obviously didn't want to do until SHE was ready to let him cum!
She kept on plunging her cunt on and off his cock.
"Ha, ha, sucker, you're never gonna cum," she said.
Becky felt her own orgasm rising to the surface. She thought it was going to be pretty tricky to cum herself without letting him cum, but she wanted to* see if she could.
Over and over she sent her cunt onto his cock, and then the throes of multiple orgasm overtook her.
Everything took a second seat. She had to cum, and she didn't care if Tom did or not. She didn't want to let him, but she lost control.
She was too excited.
The sight of his muscular body tied like that, and her in complete control of him, was too exciting.
She started gushing cum like crazy, and so did Tom.
The two of them came like they had never cum before!!!
His cock throbbed for five minutes and she sat watching him. He'd earned that fuck, and she was going to treat him right.
"Do you like it when I squeeze it like this?" she asked, caressing his shaft in her fist.
"You know that feels good!"
His hand went for her soft breasts again, and he sucked on her tits, nipples erect and inviting. His hand moved along her silky thigh and down into her bush, which he quickly got himself tangled up in, feeling differently about her now, trusting her more. She had given, really given.
"You were great, baby. Great."
She smiled. She knew what she had done. She had really shown him what sin was about, and he would be grateful. He would need her.
"You like my tits?"
She shook her tits in a way so compelling that he was on her like a madman, scooping those snowy breasts into his mouth. So sweet and well formed they were, that he forced a whole breast into his mouth, forcing his jaws open.
She laughed and cupped his head. They had been through a lot together. She was going to give him more. She reached down and stroked his hard cock until it was even harder.
"I'm going to give you the blow-job of your life.' Her hair fell around her face as she bent down, as her lips surrounded the head of his prick, and he started to feel her tongue whipping him, slurping over his pulsing cock.
She stuck her index finger up his ass and he moaned with a wave of intense pleasure.
"Baby, do that!"
She was on her own, sweating, skin glistening with moisture as her lips slid on and off his cock.
"You look beautiful when you suck!"
She opened her eyes and looked at him. He was watching her as though he adored her, as though she were a goddess. She felt the implications! The power of her little tongue to please him.
She knew inside, that she could make him hysterical with pleasure. That was what she wanted to do right now, break him down with pleasure. She lapped at his cock with a quick skilled tongue, and he started moving in and out of her mouth on his own, fucking her in the mouth with all his might.
"Bitch, you know how to do that, I see!"
"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!' The sound of her purring at him softly made it hard for him to hold back, but he wanted to cum when he was good and ready. He loved having her serve him like this, watching her pretty face slide on and off his cock.
He reached down for her great breasts which were dancing to the tempo of her whole body, set by his driving cock.
"How's that, bitch!"
He was driving it in hard, and bunching her breasts together. Her sweat made her look wild and wicked.
"Suck on that tube, baby. Lap at it!"
He felt a shiver pass through as his mind clouded up, but then he snapped back, releasing her tits so that he could concentrate his eyes on her lips and chin, on her sweet sharp tongue.
He cupped her chin so that he could feel the motions and see them clearly, as he continued to fuck her mouth.
"Bitch, I've dreamed of having you, really having you. All of you. Lick at it, baby!"
She was wondering why he hadn't cum already. She wondered if she didn't toy with him too much. She wanted him to cum now.
She wanted his hot juice to spurt out and explode in her mouth.
She knew he should have cum. What was she doing wrong?
Suddenly she felt him move her into a sixty-nine position, and she knew that he appreciated what she was doing and was just holding back.
Great! Wonderful!
He moved his head into her dewy crotch and lapped up the sweet sauce that rolled out of her as she moaned and jerked, her body absorbed with passion.
Waves of heat passed through his cock, but he didn't flinch or give in to the desire for release.
"Your cunt tastes good, bitch! Feed me that pussy, woman!"
She started to grind her cunt down on his mouth, her silky thighs closing around him.
Their bodies were locked tightly together when he finally couldn't hold it back another moment.
"I'm going to fill up your mouth!"
His cock started to pulse and quiver, and she knew she was due for a mouthful. Bolts of come shot out of his cock, hitting the back of her mouth. She fluttered her tongue over the tip, squeezing the shaft with her fist, and the hot sauce shot down her throat until he pulled his cock out by himself and started shooting on her face and breasts.
"Sweet bitch! I want to cum all over you!"
She smiled sweetly, as the cum hit her chin, her neck, her breasts, and then he stopped coming, and he was diving for her delicious twat again.
He lapped at her, spreading her apart with his hands so that her clitoris protruded and was in a direct line with his tongue. Blasting her, he held her still so that she would have to contain the pleasure and let it mount up slowly.
It wasn't mounting slowly. She was clutching, digging her nails into him, moaning and whimpering.
"I'm going to grind it into your mouth, baby!" she screamed.
He was ready for that.
"Put your finger in my ass!" she commanded.
His index finger slid into the tight canal. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh! " He thought she was cumming. He wanted her to come so bad. Oh, he wanted that woman to flood with orgasmic heat for him and dance the dance of madness* Her body jerked and spasmed, and soon she was over the line, thighs tightening around his head, her whole body having fits of pleasure.
