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Bound (MF, Dom-sub, bd)
by Canary Yellow (djj9300w98s@numberone.com)
***
She was led into the room, blindfolded, shy, yet very
aroused! A tiny Asian babe, just turned 18, she had barely
begun to blossom. Her breasts were tiny, but her nipples were
erect and pressed long bumps into the sheer material of her
blouse. Her legs were long and shapely, and if she stood with
her knees pressed together, her thighs curved away from each
other as they reached her crotch, leaving a gap wide enough for
three of her fingers. Indeed, three of her fingers had often
been pressed there! Her high, firm bottom swayed under her
short skirt, barely covering her ass with that tiny G-string
pulled deep between her cheeks.
Already her loins ached with lust, and if her thighs had
been able to rub together as she walked, she would have been
able to feel the slippery wetness which had already dribbled
down between them. She knew, though.
She was led to a small, round, deeply-padded table. Several
hands helped her climb up on it. Suddenly, roughly, her skirt
was ripped from her body. She heard gasps all around her, and
she gasped as well! With a quick jerk, her blouse was torn from
her. She was naked except for the tiny G-string, which she knew
from her mirror hid almost nothing from any angle of view!
A padded belt was fastened around her slim waist. Then
padded cuffs were fastened to her wrists, elbows, ankles, and
at the tops of her calves at her knees. Both of her wrists were
then attached to the front of her waist belt. Her fingers could
curl down over her smooth-shaved mons, but she couldn't reach
above her waist, and she couldn't move her hands apart from
each other. Her hands were positioned just at the front of her
sex. Immediately she thrust her fingers under the front of her
G-string, between her smooth vulva folds, and found her
clitoris. She began to masturbate as her nipples grew long and
hard! She shuddered as her clitoris responded to her touch.
"Listen to me, slut!" The voice behind her commanded.
"Don't get carried away just yet. I have something for you!"
Her knees were pulled apart a little, and she could feel
rustling between her calves as she knelt there. Suddenly her G-
string was clipped in two and ripped from between her cheeks,
exposing her dripping, pink slit and her teasing fingers. Then
strong hands grabbed her hips while others grabbed her knees
and ankles. Her knees were slid far apart, lowering her sex
toward the table, while her hips were pulled back. Then she
felt it! She cried out softly as a HUGE, blunt object began to
slide between her labia. It was covered with lubricant to
supplement that flowing from her sex. Without mercy she was
split open, impaled on the huge pole, her vagina stretching to
its limit as she was forced to kneel back and down. Her groans
were ignored.
When she was sitting back completely, her heels tucked up
under her bottom, and her knees as wide apart as possible, the
hands held her in position. The table was so small that her
feet hung over the nicely padded edge. She knew her ass must be
right at the edge of the table. She felt a hand between her
vulva and the table manipulating the huge instrument, and then
she felt a solid click in the pole. With the heavy click she
felt the pole expand ever so slightly as it bulged out in
front, just behind her pubic bone, and in back, in front of her
tailbone!
She felt hands fastening her ankles and knees in position.
Other hands worked on her nipples. Small rings were clipped
around her erect nipples and weights were attached. The weights
were on light springs. When they were released the weights
bounced up and down randomly tugging at her nipples!
Suddenly the blindfold was whipped off and she blinked in
the light. A huge man stood in front of her, his eyes piercing
hers.
"Listen, slut. You are riding a very special tool. It is
designed to not let you up. If you try to slide up, it will
expand inside you. The more you rise, the more it will swell. I
suspect you are already pretty well stretched, so you won't get
very far! Go ahead. Give it a try."
She looked back at him, her eyes half-closed as she
breathed through her teeth. She tried to rise up from her
sitting position. Her thighs tensed, but as she began to slide
up, the tool did expand in front and in back, swelling between
her pubic bone and her tailbone, holding her down. Her nostrils
flared. The harder she pressed up, the larger the tool swelled.
All her upward effort was converted to the tool's swelling
effect. When it became painful she settled back with a groan.
The pole contracted, leaving her merely totally stretched. Her
maximum effort had raised her only about two inches. Her chest
heaving, she realized that she was impaled firmly in place! She
looked at him under heavy eyelids, her voice husky with lust,
she groaned, "Oh god!"
"That's right. You are stuck, so enjoy it. Now look
around."
She did. There were six men seated around the table. The
room was small, and all four walls were covered in mirrors.
There was even a mirror on the ceiling which was close
overhead. She could see herself from every angle in great
detail. She gasped at the rear view of her tight bottom cheeks
spread open by her lewd position, and between them the sight of
her vagina stretched into a tight sheath around the monstrous
shaft! She tried to pull up again. The thing swelled in her
belly, holding her down, but she could see her vagina pull wet,
shiny, and deep-pink from between her labia!
The thing was bulging against her G-spot, she realized, and
she could get a small amount of sliding motion up and down.
This she began to do. She dropped her eyes down and began to
concentrate on reaching her first orgasm.
The table began to turn. It turned until she was facing a
new man, which meant her ass was pointed right into the face of
the man behind her. All were naked, and all had huge cocks,
erect, purple, shiny and straining. All were stroking their
huge cocks as they stared at her violated body.
She found that she could rock her pelvis back and forth in
such a way that the thing swelled and retracted inside her, but
the motion didn't require the effort of her thigh muscles. The
pendants on her nipples were driving her wild, the way they
tugged and pulled on her erect, sensitive flesh. Meanwhile, her
fingers explored her slippery, stretched inner labia, and
teased her VERY erect clitoris.
The table turned again. It was programmed to turn one-sixth
of a turn every minute. Not fast enough to make her dizzy, but
fast enough to give each man a new view of her at frequent
intervals.
She was getting extremely hot and aroused. Her red-rimmed
vagina slid up and down the tool a couple of inches, leaving
her sticky wetness in a thick, dripping layer which slowly
flowed down the shaft onto the table. Her anus twitched and
trembled. Her breathing was ragged, and she gasped in and
sobbed out. Her chest heaved and her pelvis rocked. Her fingers
tweaked and pulled on her now HUGELY erect clitoris. It had
never thrust out from between her labia like this before. She
attacked it without mercy, as that wicked instrument thrust and
massaged deep in her belly, rubbing her G-spot.
The table turned and turned. Suddenly she opened her mouth
wide, threw her head back, sucked in a huge rush of air,
paused, and then screamed. She screamed loudly and long as her
climax swept over her body. Her scream wavered low into a
whimper and then grew loud again, until all the air was forced
from her lungs. With a shuddering, convulsive gasp, she sucked
her lungs full again and began to sob.
Tears flowed down her cheeks as her body shook and
shuddered. She cried and whimpered as her pelvis bucked
involuntarily and her vagina rippled with waves of spasms. The
ecstatic feeling of total release filled her. She was flying!
She was jetting through a warm sea! She was soaring through the
warm, turbulent waters which caressed and teased her entire
body all at once! She whimpered, cried, and groaned just as
quickly as she could draw breath.
The men watched in awe, wildly pumping their engorged
organs! Those in front and behind her watched as her vulva
exploded with fluid which flowed freely from between her labia
and the huge tool, drenching the table between her knees in a
spreading puddle of clear, sticky liquid. One man gasped, "It's
a liquid orgasm!" And then he erupted, spraying huge jets of
semen up to her neck and breasts.
The others came as well. Spurts of thick semen filled the
air with white ropes! They sprayed her ass and legs and back
and belly with heavy globs of cum.
She was just coming down from her orgasm when they erupted.
The feeling of their cool semen flowing down all over her body,
dripping from her nipples and bottom, sent her over the edge
again. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" She screamed as another
climax slammed into her!
They watched her writhing in orgasm, their own organs
subsiding in their hands. She was lost for almost two minutes.
When she calmed she was almost unconscious. Her knees hurt.
Gentle hands supported her as a man manipulated the tool. She
felt the heavy click inside her again. Then strong hands helped
her raise her pelvis up, sliding her off the gigantic shaft.
Kneeling upright, swaying, she felt empty. Her open vagina
dripped. They kept her knees and ankles fastened in place. Then
a man brought a small, padded bench which he placed in front of
her. They unfastened one of her wrists, but reconnected it to
the belt behind her. Now one hand was positioned at the front
of her vulva while the other hand curled down over the split
between her cheeks. Then they pressed her forward until her
collarbones rested against the padded bench. Her head was very
low, and her ass was raised high in the air.
They ran nicely padded straps under her armpits and pulled
them forward, securing her torso forward so that she could not
sag backwards. With her knees fixed in place, this forced her
to keep her ass at its highest point and held her chest down.
These straps also allowed her to relax because she was held in
position even with no effort on her part. They ran a headband
around her forehead to keep the hair out of her face. She knew
her vagina had to still be a wide open hole, and that this hole
had to be thrust out past the edge of the table because her
face hung out over the opposite edge.
Then she felt thick oil being poured on her ass. Rough
hands spread the oil all over her bottom and the backs of her
thighs. More and more oil flowed over her, running down the
small of her back then down over her sides to drip from her
belly. Trickles of oil flowed from her belly down to her chest.
Soon it was dripping from the tips of her nipples. Her
breathing grew faster and faster, and the nipple pendants
bounced and made her feel wild again. They spread oil all over
her legs and feet. They even poured oil into her open vagina.
Soon her entire lower body was covered with a thick, shiny
coating of heavy lubrication. The men were all hugely erect
again. Everyone sat down, and the table turned.
Instantly the man behind her rose. He began to stroke her.
His hands wandered all over her ass, down her back, under her
belly, back up along her sides, over her hips, down her thighs,
inside her thighs, up inside her thighs to her smooth vulva. He
spread his fingers out under her, pressing up against her soft,
fleshy mound, as he thrust both thumbs into her vagina and
pulled it wide open. Soon his tongue was swirling inside her
hole, thrusting deep, stabbing into her inner depths. Then he
licked up from her hole to her anus, licking and stabbing his
tongue at her tiny, pink rosebud!
She was groaning lewdly, writhing her pelvis as much as she
could, as the man in front of her stood and poked his huge tool
into her open mouth. Holding her head in his hands, he began to
thrust luxuriously in and out of her head, sliding his look
shaft down her throat. She timed her breathing with his pumping
cock, her tongue lapping at his root, at his hairy balls, his
shaft filling her throat.
Meanwhile the man behind her was sliding his rigid cock all
over her oily behind. He thrust up along the split of her
bottom, the head sliding under her hand, and she grabbed it. It
was huge and thick and hot in her grasp. She tried to hold it
firm but he slid it within her fist. Her hand was too tiny to
really get a good grip on it, but he seemed pleased at her
efforts because he thrust it roughly between the top of her
pelvis and her tiny fingers. She felt it pulse and spasm under
her fingers.
He slid his cock head back down, pausing at her anus, then
down to her vagina. With one quick thrust he plunged into her
body. As she screamed around the cock buried in her throat, he
jerked his tool back out of her, then buried it deep between
her labia again! Now she was whimpering again. With each thrust
he tried to get deeper into her belly. He pushed roughly
against her cervix until she felt his dangling balls bumping
into her wildly protruding clitoris. She was now very close to
her climax again! He grabbed her pelvis with both hands, his
thumbs at her anus. She tried to push his thumbs away, but her
hand was too tiny and weak. Sliding his hands all over the top
of her bucking pelvis, he suddenly pressed a thumb at her
rosebud again, firmly, until it opened to accept him. He buried
his thumb in her so he could feel his huge tool sliding through
her vagina. She placed her hand over his, holding it in place.
The man with his cock down her throat must have been
watching in the overhead mirror because his cock began to surge
and swell. She felt his balls pull tightly up against her
tongue. Then she felt a ripple surge down the length of his
cock and he cried out, "You fucking slut!" She knew he was
spraying his semen down her throat! His balls surged and she
felt his cock spurting in her mouth as he pulled his erupting
cock out enough for her to taste his fresh cum.
The man stuffing her vagina began to erupt as well. As his
balls pulled up tightly to his body, they wickedly stimulated
her clitoris, and she went over the edge.
She screamed again, cum bubbling from her mouth, flowing
down her chin. Even as she began to climax, the table turned.
Fresh, huge, rigid cocks began their work. The new man behind
her rubbed his cock all up and down her legs. He thrust it
against the slippery soles of her feet, down her shapely
calves, and up the backs of her thighs. Mostly, though, he
focused on teasing her clitoris. He pinched it between his
thumb and finger and rolled it back and forth. This action made
her scream and scream as her pelvis bucked violently. The
sensation was SO intense that she felt she had to get away. Her
orgasm was tearing through her, yet this sensation was more
devastating than she could stand. But she was held firmly in
position. Her pelvis could buck and shudder, and she could
writhe her body, but she could not escape. Her cries and
screams filled that air as she began to babble almost
incoherently.
"No, oh fuck, please, don't! OH! Yes! YES! I'm... I... OH,
I can't take.... Please! OH GOD! OH GOD! FUCK! OH YES! Give
me.... Oh please! I can't.... It's so.... OH FUCK! I'm so...
so... SO! OH DAMN! Please don't.... Stop! Don't stop! OH... DO
STOP! MY GOD!"
And then his cock was in her, stretching her, and another
cock was down her throat, and she was cumming and cumming and
cumming, and then the table turned, and her body was dripping
and flowing with her fluids and gobbets of semen, and the table
turned, and someone was pounding her cervix, and her nipples
couldn't take any more, and she was cumming, and her clitoris
was on fire, and her mouth was full of cum again, and the table
turned, and there were MANY fingers in her vagina, and her
vagina was rippling perpetually and flowing and dripping, and
her vagina was full of thrusting cock, and her clitoris was
bursting, and balls were pulling up tight against her tongue
again, and two thumbs were in her anus, and the table turned,
and she couldn't stop cumming, and more semen flowed from her
mouth and down her throat, and her vagina was just so FUCKING
full of cock, and.... darkness.
She awoke slowly. She was in her own bed. Her body was sore
but in a pleasing way. She stretched like a cat. As she
stretched, she noticed that her inner labia and clitoris were
very sensitive to the touch of the sheet. She pulled the sheet
up to look. She gasped to see her little, pink clitoris still
protruding up from her mons. It stood out like a tiny, pink
soldier, ready to do battle. She touched it and was rewarded by
pleasure rather than pain. Her slit was already slippery, as
her fingers quickly found out. Her explorations soon became
urgent. Fingers found their favorite places. Soon the
shuddering began again...