Keywords: FF, cons, interr, bd, sm, toys, anal
Part: Chapter 117
Author: Miranda Mars
Title: Laura's Story - an Interracial Lesbian Romance
Chapter 117
At any other time, Laura thought, this would have been enough.
But this time she had given Karen the license to do her worst, and
unbelievably, even after she had freed Laura from the gag and
handcuffs, she rolled Laura onto her stomach and began fucking her
in the ass with the huge dildo. Laura was so destroyed already by
the several violent orgasms she had had that she could barely
resist.
"Ungh! Ungh!" Karen grunted, driving the huge dildo deep into
Laura's ass, making Laura wince and groan with each sharp thrust.
"Ohhnn! Ohhnggg! God . . . ungghh! Oh . . . Karen, unggh oh
please! Please stop!"
"Honey, you're going to come again, you're going to come
again!" Karen panted.
Suddenly Laura also felt the marbles sliding back into her
pussy. Karen was pushing them into her, underneath the huge stalk
of the dildo. Then she flicked on the switch, and Laura went into
convulsions, coming again with renewed violence, almost an
unbelievable violence, her body ripped apart by the most
excruciating spasms of pleasure so intense it differed little from
pain.
Bruised, limp, exhausted, Laura felt Karen rolling her onto
her back again and, after ripping out the marbles across Laura's
clit, giving her another quick, jolting orgasm, she shoved the huge
dildo back into Laura's pussy. Then Karen removed the nipple clamps
so that she could suck and bite Laura's nipples while she raped her.
Laura had never taken such abuse, even from Eric and Rob, who
had both stuck their huge pricks into her pussy at the same time.
Karen was relentless, fucking her savagely, swallowing her aching
nipples, then sinking her teeth into them just as Laura approached
another climax. Laura came wrenchingly one last time, her body
giving up its last excruciating spasm of pleasure before collapsing
into a near-stupor of fatigue and pain.
It took her an hour even to emerge from the shock of it, even
with Karen's contrite ministrations and tender caresses. Her body
was bruised and wounded, both her ass and pussy reamed and burning,
her nipples dark and hurting terribly. There were big splotchy
bruises on her breasts and her thighs.
"I'll never forgive you for that," she whispered hoarsely to
Karen, finally. "You really hurt me bad."
"Mmmmm, I don't expect you to forgive me, darling," Karen
murmured back, eyes glistening in excitement. "I expect you to get
even. You had about eight super orgasms, by my count. I want you
to get even with me."
And Laura did get even.
Only in the beginning was she gentle. She pulled Karen down
on her back, kissing her mouth, her neck, her beautiful smooth black
shoulders, then her marvelous large firm breasts. She held them in
both hands, kissing every inch of the smooth dark hard melons, then
tonguing and sucking Karen's large black nipples until Karen was
panting and moving her head back and forth.
"Oh god . . . Laura, it feels so good!" she moaned, watching
Laura's mouth on her breasts, watching Laura tease her erect, wet
nipples with her teeth. "Yes . . . yes!"
But Laura did not wait long to pay her back. Without even
tying or handcuffing Karen, she began to assault the girl's
beautiful breasts. She sat on Karen's stomach, bunching Karen's
breasts up in her fists, squeezing them mercilessly, and then sank
her teeth into one bulging black nipple.
"Aoownngggg! Owwwnncchh! Oh shit!" Karen cried out, tears
coming to her eyes.
Laura bit the other delicious, protruding nipple and got the
same response.
"Oh god . . . oh god!" Karen wept. "Oh shit . . . it hurts!"
"'You done axed me to hurt you, Miss Karen'," Laura teased her
maliciously. "If you think that hurts, you better beg me to let you
go right now."
Karen shook her head vigorously. "No . . ." She looked down
at her wet, pointing nipples. "Do it again."
"You're kidding."
Karen glared at her. "Do it again."
Laura found the two pairs of handcuffs on the floor. "You're
going to wish you'd never brought these," she said.
Laura used them to handcuff Karen's ankles to the bedposts,
placing her head at the foot of the bed, then splaying her thighs
and fastening each ankle to the opposite bedpost. Her beautiful,
juicy black pussy was exposed, vulnerable, her wet cuntlips parted,
revealing the glistening pink insides.
"God . . . I want you to eat my pussy, Laura," Karen panted.
"I want you to eat my pussy before you rape me, please. I'm so
close. I could come, if you just tickle my clit with your tongue.
Please."
"Oh, is she begging now?" Laura smiled.
Karen's hands were still free, and she ran them all over her
naked body, cupping her breasts, twisting her big glossy nipples,
then pulling apart her cuntlips for Laura, exposing the juicy inner
channel of her pussy, trying to tempt Laura.
"Suck me . . . eat me," she begged.
And she was wildly desireable. This was the tempting body
that had got Laura into all this in the first place, into girl-girl
sex, into endless complications of the heart and seemingly
unquenchable lust for black beauties. Laura had wanted her then,
and she wanted her now. Even exhausted and in pain from having been
raped herself, she wanted to obliterate herself in a wild orgy of
fucking with this beautiful girl.
But the fact that Karen wanted it so badly was enough to
excite Laura's own streak of cruelty. She was determined that Karen
would not come until her need was ten times as great as this, and
would be sweetly, and even not so sweetly, tortured ingeniously
along the way.
Patiently, she tied Karen's wrists to the frame of the bed,
then squatted over the girl's heaving belly again, pinching her fat,
glosssy, bulbous nipples, sucking them, biting them, bring gasps,
sobs, then hysterical whimperings from deep in Karen's chest as she
watched Laura's mouth on her ravished breasts and felt Laura's teeth
on her sensitive nipples.
"Oh god, Laura, you're hurting me!" she moaned, gnawing on her
lower lip, wincing, grimacing as Laura squeezed the beautiful naked
globes.
"Time for the clamps, eh, my pet?" Laura said menacingly,
reaching down on the floor for them.
In no time she had both Karen's nipples clamped in the tight
pincers. Water sprang to Karen's eyes. Laura tugged the chain
between the clamps, watching the anguished look on Karen's face.
"Ouchh! Oh . . . Jesus!"
Now Laura drew the bristly jute rope from the bag, which Karen
had for some reason forgotten when torturing Laura earlier. Quickly
she tied it in a girdle around Karen's waist, then pulled a strand
between her thighs and up into her pussy, pulling on it hard and
watching it bite into Karen's open, wet cunt, hearing Karen moan and
watching her twist.
Intent on doing something Karen had once done to her, she fed
the rope under the chain between the nipple clamps, then fastened it
tightly, so that every time Karen moved, the rope bit into her
tender pussy and at the same time yanked the nipple clamps. Karen
knew what was happened, and tears poured down her cheeks as she
watched Laura's hand on the rope.
"You bitch," she swore tremulously, then stronger. "You white
bitch! You're killing me!"
Laura pulled the rope hard, twice.
"Anngghh! Onngghhh! Owwnncchh!" Karen cried out.
"Are you going to come?" Laura smiled.
"Oh god . . . yes! Do it harder! Please!"
But Laura let the rope fall limp from her hand. "You're not
going to come yet, you naughty girl. Because I'm going to whip your
pussy to make you come. I'm going to whip it hard."
The words excited Karen wildly. Her entrapped body began to
shiver involuntarily.
"Gag me, I'll scream," she whimpered to Laura.
Neither of them liked to gag the other until the last moment.
They each enjoyed the tormented whimperings and moanings of the
other in the grip of sublime sexual torture, and they prolonged the
use of the gag as long as possible.
"I love to hear you scream," Laura whispered. "And beg."
Now she drew out the whip, and for the next five minutes Karen
underwent the most excruciating torture as Laura teased her clamped
nipples and her roped pussy and every other exposed part of her
luscious naked body with the tip-end of the whip. And yet never did
she administer a stinging snap or blow, but instead tickled and
threatened Karen's body until Karen was mewling and quivering in a
hot frenzy of sexual arousal.
But Laura knew that the hard blows were now unavoidable. She
quickly moved to fasten the gag in place, and Karen's eyes glittered
with terror. Laura bent down and removed one nipple clamp from one
huge, twisted, sore nipple. She licked and tongued Karen's wounded
nipple, then sucked it, harder, and harder, bringing first mewls of
pleasure followed by sharp gasps of pain from Karen's throat.
Then, abruptly, Laura released Karen's breast from her mouth.
She brought the whip up about a foot above Karen's wet nipple, then
snapped it very sharply with the tip. Karen grimaced and howled
into the gag. Laura snapped it again. Then a third time.
By now Karen's face and the gag harness were both wet with
tears. Her luscious body writhed in pain as Laura roughly replaced
the clamp, showing no tenderness, letting the pincers dig cruelly
into Karen's sensitive nipple. Now she unclamped Karen's other
nipple and did the same to it, bringing muffled shrieks of pain from
Karen. This time after whipping Karen's nipple, Laura lowered her
mouth to it again and sank her teeth into it, torturing Karen's
breast further and bringing a fresh shriek of pain from her throat.
Next Laura grasped the rope, yanking it hard, pulling the
bristly cord across Karen's distended clit once, twice, three times.
She yanked it so hard that Karen's pelvis came up off the mattress.
Hysterical mewls of pain came from the girl. The delicious round,
engorged, pink nub of her clit, which Laura had sucked so many
times, was crushed and mangled by the coarse rope, and her hips were
quivering uncontrollably.
Laura released the rope, letting Karen's pelvis fall back to
the bed. She knew it couldn't be strung out any longer. Karen had
almost come just now, from the feeling of the rope squashing her
clit.
Laura again grabbed the rope with her left hand, pulling down
on it this time so that Karen's clit was fully exposed and the upper
part of the rope pulled sharply on the nipple clamps. Then, giving
Karen, who was already crying and moaning from the pain in her
breasts, only a second or so to anticipate the climax she craved,
Laura brought the tip of the whip forcefully down on Karen's clit.
She smacked it hard, three, four, five times.
By the fifth blow Karen was coming, her body thrashing and
writhing, wracked by convulsions, sensations so intense, Laura knew,
that the difference between excruciating pleasure and pain was no
longer clear.
"Mmnngghiieegghhphhh! Ongghh! Annghmmffggnneiiee!" the poor
girl screamed into the gag, wrenched by a ferocious climax.
Laura dropped the whip and squatted between Karen's splayed
thighs, now sucking and tonguging her inflamed clit, unable to
resist the opportunity. She loved eating Karen's sweet black pussy
and couldn't let this episode go by without doing it. But she
licked and sucked her hard, bringing Karen up short in the middle of
her dying fall from her previous violent orgasm, giving her a fresh
one that seemed to grip her whole body and shake it sharply.
And now in the lull after it, she pushed pillows under Karen's
ass, uptilting it, making Karen's asshole available. Then she
greased the vibrating marbles again with K-Y jelly and, after
opening Karen with one long forefinger in a way that made Karen moan
and quiver, she slid the balls into Karen's ass. Karen knew what
was coming, and the anticipation made her mewl and shake.
Fascinated, feeling a fresh spurt of wild horniness herself as
she did this, Laura flicked on the switch and slowly drew the
marbles out of Karen's ass and up across her clit. Karen nearly
went insane. Her hips churned so violently that Laura almost
couldn't keep things under control. Karen came sharply, twice, her
body buckling and surging as the spasms wrenched her.
And now Laura was ready to fuck her hard. She found the four-
pronged, bowed dildo under her bed and crawled between Karen's
thighs again to position it properly. First she inserted the
forward prongs into Karen's asshole and pussy, yanking the chain
between the nipple clamps too, bringing moans and fresh tears to
Karen's eyes as the tight clips pinched her nipples mercilessly.
But now, before inserting the other prongs into her own body,
Laura unfastened the nipple clamps and tossed the apparatus aside.
She wasn't going to deny herself a full feast. Now she carefully
slid the prongs into her own pussy and ass, biting her lower lip and
groaning softly as they penetrated her.
"Unnhhhh! Oh god!" she gasped. "Oh god, honey, I'm going to
fuck you hard, very hard!"
Karen's eyes widened. She nodded her head vigorously,
beginning to churn her hips in a frantic fucking-motion. Laura
began fucking her back, and in seconds the bed was rocking like a
ship as they pushed their groins together wildly, gagging as the
huge dildos penetrated their bodies.
Now Laura scooped up Karen's luscious, tortured breasts in her
hands and began to torture them again, this time with her mouth and
fingers. She squeezed them fiercely, and sucked and pinched Karen's
big, bulbous nipples as she fucked the girl.
After about a minute of this wild, uncontrollable, frantic
fucking they were both about to come again. Laura now began to bite
Karen's nipples, feeling herself sink into a nearly-insane frenzy of
sexual mania, something she had only felt a few times before. She
lunged her pelvis into Karen's, sinking the dildoes deep into both
of them, and tore at Karen's wet, erect nipples with her teeth.
Karen began to come first, a massive orgasm that made her
briefly lose consciousness. Laura was close behind, scorched by
fierce spasms of coming that erupted inside her body and flowed
outward into her quivering flesh. They were glued together, their
bodies shuddering unbelievably as the intense rapture shook them.
When it was over, Laura disentangled their sweaty, exhausted
bodies, but she did not free Karen from her bonds. She removed the
gag so that the girl could breathe, but left her wrists and ankles
secured to the bedframe.
"You can let me go now," Karen finally croaked softly, looking
blasted by the sexual attack she had experienced.
Laura simply shook her head, without speaking.
"Please . . . Laura. Let me go. My body hurts."
"All those orgasms," Laura smiled. "And it hurts?"
"You hurt me bad, you bitch," Karen murmured, her eyes veiled
with sex, as if it were impossible to say so without recalling the
unbelievably intense orgasms such torture produced in her.
"I'm going to hurt you some more," Laura murmured back. "I'm
not finished."
"Oh no . . . Laura, please," Karen said pathetically. "I
really hurt bad. You just about chewed off my nipples. My clit is
throbbing, you whipped it so hard. It burns."
Laura was tired too, but during the next half hour she found
three or four more ingenious things to do to Karen's enchanting
naked body, and Karen came about six more times.
Laura whipped her sore nipples again, bit them again, whipped
her cunt, her clit, raped her savagely with the huge double-dildo in
the ass and pussy at the same time, then fucked herself with it
while fucking Karen in the ass and pulling the vibrating marbles
slowly out of Karen's cunt. Karen suffered agonies and had several
apparently life-threatening sexual climaxes in which she nearly
passed out repeatedly.
By the time it was over, and Laura did free her, she was in
bad shape. Now Laura felt a little guilty and began tenderly
caressing Karen's wounded body.
"I know I was hard on you," she whispered. "You asked me to
be."
"I know," Karen whispered back. "Don't feel bad. You've
never made me come as good as this."
"Do you think . . . you can manage one slow, gentle one like
we usually do now?"
Karen smiled wanly. "I don't know. I hurt bad."
Laura held one of Karen's beautiful, bruised breasts in her
hand, looking at the large, gleaming nipple, so sore after what she
had done to it but still so beautiful and inviting to her lips. She
licked it tenderly. Karen winced at first, but then moaned softly
in throaty pleasure.
"Ohhhh Laura . . . god, you're going to make me come again!"
she panted.
"But this time no pain," Laura whispered. "For either of us.
I love to fuck you, Karen."
But, surprisingly, after what she had been through, Karen was
already holding on for dear life, keening and panting and writhing
as Laura's hand rubbed her clit and Laura's mouth sucked her
throbbing nipples. In half a minute she had another excruciating
orgasm, painful because of the soreness of her body but sublime in
its devastating consequences.
After repaying the favor to Laura, she cooed into Laura's ear.
"Last time was the worst. And this time was worse than that. How
long can we keep seeing each other without serious trouble
happening?"
Laura had wondered the same thing. "Next time why don't we
meet somewhere neutral, not here, not your place, no toys, no . . .
handcuffs. And just make love. Without all the rest. And see what
happens. What do you think?"
Karen kissed her smiling. "I think it'll be a hell of a lot
less fun," she said. "But I'm willing to try it."
"Me too," Laura said.