Whips and chains for mom

Chapter 3

"Stop this! Oh God, it hurts! Take your finger out! Oh God, please, please!"

Perspiration dotted her forehead as Joan wriggled her ass in pain. He was fucking her in the shitter with his right forefinger, jamming it into her asshole up the second joint. She puffed out her chocks, letting out gasps of air, curling her toes until they cramped, moaning softly as she felt his fingernail scraping her bowel lining. Was he going to fuck her in the ass? She had heard about some women doing things like that, although she and Mart had never discussed fucking that way.

"Please? Want more?"

"No! No!" Joan panted hurriedly, shaking the loose hair from her eyes and peering over her kneecaps.

She saw his big fat cock sticking straight out. Chuck had slipped his fingers around his cockhead now, greasing down the satiny flesh, making it glisten under her bedroom lighting. She remembered just how big and fat and hard and hot that thing had felt rummaging around in her mouth. Joan couldn't imagine how something that fat would feel up her shitter. Just the thought of being fucked that way made her shiver with horror.

"Aw, poor little thing's all shakin' because she thinks I'm gonna ram her ass full of prickmeat, right, bitch?" Chuck sneered.

"Yes! Oh please, don't! You'll… you'll tear something there and hurt me forever! Please don't do this, oh god, no!" Joan's teeth were chattering and she looked pleadingly into Chuck's eyes.

There was no mercy there. He blinked slowly, slipping a second finger into her shifter and twisting the two of them around. A dull throbbing ache started up in her asshole, spearing nastily into her clit and making that little nub throb. Joan was breathing unevenly, staring at Chuck while she concentrated hard on that awful finger slipping in and out of her bunghole.

"Got somethin' to take your mind off gettin' rodded back there."

Still keeping both fingers in her asshole, Chuck bent down carefully and fished out a small silver-plated lighter from his shirt pocket. He held it, fingering the bent top. Joan could see some sort of Naval insignia on the front plate. He flipped open the top, flicking the small round black wheel. Sparks flew. Immediately a tall orange flame flickered up, bending slightly in a steady draft.

Joan felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end as she stared at the tall flame. It was meant for her. Everything Chuck did now and said now was meant for her. Was he going to torch her, burn her alive in the bed while laughing at her agonized shrieks? Joan held her breath, afraid to move while the fire bent back and forth gracefully in the draft.

"Now, we have some fun. with you-more fun, the kind we both like!"

"No, no, not true, not…"

She couldn't finish the sentence. Her attention was focused on that flame. She watched his pale eyes glittering as he moved back, drawing the fire quickly over-The bottom round curves of her asscheeks. Joan let out a squeak, jerking her thighs, rolling her ass up while feeling her toes touching the wall behind the headboard. The bonds began cutting into her wrists and ankles more severely now as she twisted and jerked on the bed.

"Stop it! No, don't burn me!"

Joan pulled frantically at the nylon stockings holding her wrists and ankles prisoner to the headboard. Again, Chuck passed the flame under her ass, this time letting the fire stay a little longer against her flesh. The woman went wild, stiffening her arms until her biceps and triceps bulged against her sweaty-damp flesh. Her thighs ridged against her skin while she jerked as if touched by live electric wires.

Screams for mercy escaped from her cum smeared lips as the fire flickered against her skin, then blew into her asshole. Joan was living the torments of the damned, rolling her ass up, jerking so hard her lower back rose clear of the surface of the bed. How her muscles ached and cramped from all the tension and moving!

"Warm that ass up. Man, you had it good and hot when I was whippin' butt a while ago," Chuck said, smacking his lips as he passed the fire again under her asshole and heard the woman cry out in anguish. "Now you're gettin' it all hot again for my prick! Man, oh man, you're gonna be spittin' out cum for weeks after I plug you, bitch!"

He worked his thick fingers around his cock while keeping the fire flicking up against the outer curves of her asscheeks.

Joan yammered again for mercy, kicking her feet up against the headboard, pulling at her bonds as her mind reeled. Then there was that horrid sound, the whispering, crackling sound of her cuntal hairs burning in the cigarette lighter flame. The smell of singeing hair added to the odor of burning lighter fluid, making Joan gag at the thought of what was being done to her.

"Stop it! Oh please, no…"

The pain was horrible now. Her ass flesh had become sensitized to pain from the whipping she'd received from that black leather belt. Now it was being further aggravated by the flame brushing up against her flesh. Joan gave another scream, more wild, louder than anything she had shouted before.

Chuck was purposely moving the fire up to her pussy. A moment later, the tip of the flame brushed her clit. It was a sensation that nearly sent her brain crashing from her skull. The air went out of her lungs for a moment while she fought for control.

"Eaghhghgbghghhghhhhhh!"

Joan jerked her body up once more, rolling it up against the headboard, nearly climbing the wails with the agony ripping at her clit. It was too much. With another shriek, Joan felt herself sinking into a black comforting hole. She would faint, collapse into blessed unconsciousness. Chuck couldn't touch her there. She would be safe from this awful maniac who was trying to destroy her.

"There. You've had enough," he said, pulling the flame away and flicking the top back onto the lighter.

Joan felt her muscles soften, her ass sagging back to the mattress. Feeling the oily sensation of her perspiration rolling down her chest and tits, Joan wriggled up a little higher on the bed, scraping her toenails against the wooden headboard. Chuck tossed the lighter to the floor, placing both hands flat against the underside of her thighs and rolling her up a few inches.

"Just thought you'd like to guess, baby. I ain't gonna fuck your pussy. Ol' Mister Finger's gonna do, that. I think I dig that asshole. I like givin' my cock to a woman right up the ol' butt!" Chuck slid his hands down to her asscheeks and spread them apart.

"No! No! No!"

Joan screamed, shaking her head from side to side, her face turning red with terror as she felt his hands separating her asscheeks. His thumbs eased down her ass crease, his nails leaving long red marks on the inner curves of her asscheeks. Joan puffed and panted, her mind spinning around and around as she thought about the horror of being fucked this way. Then with a sudden piercing pain, the head of his fat cock found her stretched shitter.

"Eaghghhhghghhhhhh!"

Joan shouted and screamed, jerking her ass up, curling her fingers around the nylon restraints and clawing at them while she felt something popping in her shoulder. It was a terrible, awful sensation having that meaty cockhead squeezing into her. Chuck moved back, slapping her ass, heating it up with his blows and making the flutter in her cunt all that more itchily intense. He pressed once more against her whipped, virgin asshole. Chuck laughed again, his voice rumbling with a nasty low undertone.

"Take it in, bitch! You're nothin' but a piece of shit, and I'm gonna feel that shit right on my cock," he growled, jabbing it in again.

Joan strained back, her muscles ridging against her flesh. It felt as if her shifter lips were being driven up into her bowels. She felt the tearing, stretching pain all around the outside of her asshole. It felt as if it were being torn loose with a blunt knife. The scraping of his hands on her thighs was adding to the agony, especially when Chuck dug his fingernails into the red marks created by the whipping she had endured earlier.

"Uhhhhhhh!"

Chuck eased back a third time, letting his cockhead only brush up against her asshole. Joan let out a long low breath, relaxing the tightness of her asshole sphincter. She pushed outward as if she were shitting, trying to soothe the throbbing pain that still tormented her asshole. It was at this point Joan felt one hand leaving her ass. Chuck was bracing his cockshaft with his fingers, holding it stiff against the rubbery circle of her asshole.

"No! Not again! Oh please, dear God in heaven, not again!"

Joan knew he was getting ready to assfuck her again. She sucked in a deep breath and held it, her mind rattling about while, she lay there, wrists bound to ankles. It was like having a huge rock being jammed up against her relaxed asshole. Before Joan could even think to loosen the reflexive grasp of her shitter, half Chuck's prickshaft was already squeezed into her. The woman let out a gasp of surprise, her eyes rolling back into her head while another scream filled the room. How her asshole ached! It was as if Chuck were tearing her asscheeks in two with his bare hands!

"Eaghghghghghghghhhhh!"

It was monstrous, the worst feeling she had ever had in her life. Chuck kept leaning forward, his hands braced on her ass now that he had managed to slip part of his fuckrod into her shitter. More of it was slipping in now, stretching her asshole, easing into her bowels. At the same time, Joan could feel her cunt growing oh so hot, nearly crying out to feel something that hot, hard and thick sliding into her cunt. She groaned, wanting to feel the hard intrusion in her pussy, not in her ass.

"Uhhhhhhh!"

But Chuck wasn't to be put off. He rubbed his hands briskly around her shifter, stretching the woman's outer asshole lips, then pushing more of his fuckmeat into her. Joan squirmed, moving her ass back and forth against the heavy-haired muscular belly pressing up against her ass. The slow intrusion of the hard prick in her ass hurt her terribly.

"Fuck… oh yeah, fuck that out, baby. Man, that's the way, move that ass around real nice," Chuck moaned, smoothing his hands over her asscheeks, then sliding them up to her tits. He rolled her nipples around between his fingers, squeezing them until the woman yelped, then laughing at her pain. "Man, that's a nice, tight ass. Bet your old man ain't fucked that. Yeah, feels virgin. That's what I dig. Move it! Yeah, just like that, up and down. Make my prick feel real nice!"

It was splitting her wide open. Joan moaned, feeling the achy pain of his gradual, slow fuck reaching higher and higher in her ass. It was spreading clear to the outer edges of her asscheeks, radiating to her belly, making her tummy muscles harden until they cramped with tension. It was far worse than the double finger fucking he had visited upon her earlier.

"Uhhhhhh, please, oh God, no more, no more! I can't take any more!"

Hot, salty tears stung her eyes. Blinking them rapidly away, Joan looked at the big man towering over her. His jaw was set firm, his eyes staring down at her bound body, his lips working silently against one another. He was watching her closely, getting off on her cries, on the pain obvious on her face. The more she whimpered, the more she grimaced, the hotter Chuck got. He started giving her lusty little fuck moves, jerking his cockmeat down into her bowels.

Joan cried out, her face wrinkling with pain while her nostrils flared. Chuck liked that. He enjoyed watching her squirm under his fucking prick. Moving back, he looked down, seeing most of his hard, thick, pink fuckmeat still outside her split asscheeks. But a good deal of it had already been shoved into her ass. It stuck out like a giant pole, halving her ass and still sliding into the stretched, tearing asshole.

"Aghghghghhhhhh!"

There was a wild moment of agony. Then Joan suddenly felt the easing of the pressure in her ass. The bead of his prick finally popped past her tight shitter ring. She tried straightening her legs, pressing the soles of her feet against the headboard. Chuck reached up, tightening the nylon stockings that bound her wrists to her ankles. Joan cried out, feeling the blood slow to her fingers and toes. They were growing icy from the lack of circulation cut short by the bonds.

"Awwwwkwkk!"

Her concentration on her limbs was cut short. Her arms and legs spasmed violently, making her body shiver bard against Chuck's belly. He was starting to pull his cock out, the reversed tugging motion seeming like a giant vacuum attached to her asshole. More pain shot up and down her spine, making the attractive blonde bite her lip until she could taste blood oozing down her throat. She couldn't even sob now, not with the constant shoving motions of that bar of prickmeat in her ass. She shoved her asscheeks toward him, looking for some sort of relief from the obscene sucking action in her shit-chute. Oh, it was killing her, this asshole fucking! And there was no indication that Chuck was anywhere close to ending his fucking spree.

"Uh! Ub! Uh!"

The big man stopped for a moment, working his hips around, then shoving deeper in. Joan squeaked once more, her cunt going into itchy tremors of need. The folding, slippery ring around her shifter was spasming as well. It was like some sort of obscene kiss around and in her asshole. She squirmed up again, the headboard scraping against the wall.

"Stop! Ohhhhh!"

Joan felt completely torn. She felt her fits being cruelly massaged, squeezed and pinched by the big stud on top of her. She flexed her round firm assmounds against his overhanging belly, suddenly wanting more of that lascivious fullness that threatened to split her wide open. Yes, she wanted more of the pain, more of the sensation of being fucked! How her mind had changed from terror and revulsion to complete acceptance and desire! The more he fucked her ass, the more he wanted that hunk of meat ramming deep into her. And oh, bow the sliding of that cock moved through her, sending shivery thrills racing through her asshole! Joan felt her bowels filling with his fat cock. It was a steady, growing load of iron-hard fuckmeat and heat in her ass. She thought his cock would surely have to stop. Surely he had fucked all the cock he had inside her already.

But it still kept coming. Joan's asshole still kept stretching and fluttering as Chuck fucked the full length of his prick in. She thought the thick bar of cock in her ass was growing until it was the size of a baseball bat. The big man's prick felt like a spear being shoved up to her throat.

"Uhhhbhh!"

Then it was the withdrawal again, pulling out his fuckmeat. Joan thought she had pulled a foot of cock from her ass, her nerves protesting all the way. And then Chuck was fuck forward again. Joan shuddered, rolling her ass up, arching her back as much as she could. The strange fullness inside her gut was starting to excite her' more and more. It wasn't like the heat that prickled in her cunt when it was milking around a cock, though it seemed to be connected in an odd way.

"Yeah, baby, that's it, get that ass tight around me! Oh man, man, I can feel my cum boilin' up already from my balls," Chuck groaned, closing his eyes tight and shuddering with excitement.

Joan rolled her eyes up once more and saw the big stud was fighting to keep from climaxing right now. She wanted it all, wanted to cum with the sensation of her ass being filled with his jizz.

"Uhhhhhh!"

"Easy, babe. You don't wanna have me poppin' off and you not gettin' any, do you?"

"No, no, fuck!"

Chuck laughed, slapping her ass again with the flat of his hand.

"And man, you thought this was gonna be a rape or somethin'. Christ, you're burnin' up my cock with that fuckin' ass of yours."

It was like swallowing a turkey whole. Joan thought her belly would swell to bursting. The heat from the stimulated nerves in her asshole ricocheted off the stuffed feeling and doubled back, shooting streamers of need into her brain.

In spite of the achy pain, the woman wanted more cock in her ass. She wished for a moment that there really was a baseball bat fucking in to her.

"Do it, baby, come one, make it with me! Come on bitch, go for it!" Chuck panted, lowering his head while bracing his muscled arms against the wall.

"Uh! Uhhhh!"

Joan felt the tempo of Chuck's ass-tearing cock increase. She squeezed her ass tight around him, trying to drag out more sensuous tingles across her nerves: She didn't care how much it hurt her now. She couldn't even tell the difference between the pain and the intense pleasure coursing through her, scorching her veins. All the woman knew was that the hardest pleasure she had ever felt in her life was rushing through her, confusing her, making her feel wonderful.

"Come on, baby, come on, fuck it out!"

Chuck was going wild, shoving back and forth, speeding his strokes up until Joan thought her ass would catch fire from the friction. As the ramming length and speed of his strokes grew, she felt the drag on her cuntlips milk more juice from her pussyhole. Just at that point, Chuck reached down, cupping his right hand around her pussy and squeezing hard. He was rubbing her pussy lips together, squeezing them against one another, then pushing them up against her clit. It was wild! Joan felt her pussy explode, sparks of delight exploding around her cunt while that awful, wonderful cock stretched her asshole to the tearing point.

"Uhhhhhhh!"

Joan trembled, feeling heat slicing into the sides of her stiff hard clit. The cunty feeling was building up quickly, becoming as important as the jabbing piston of cockmeat in her asshole.

"Cum, you Goddamned little bitch! Gonna pop off now, baby! Gonna do it!"

"Cummmmmmmm!"

Joan cried out, clawing her fingers at the air as she felt that moment of white-hot madness approaching her.