Brysoon noticed the painting across from him for the first time. It portrayed three people: Aviana, a red-haired woman, and one blonde man. The man was shorter than the two beautiful women standing on either side. The painting's setting looked to be a horse ranch. The man was nude, but the two women wore English riding costumes. The woman on the right was Aviana, and the quality of the oil-painted art looked like a photograph. All the rooms' paintings showed the same nude man posed with Aviana or the unknown woman. In each portrait, the woman wore clothing while the male did not. When she returned, she carried baby wipes and some lube. She pulled his ass just off the cushion.
"Spread your legs, slut."
Bryson spread his legs lustfully, balancing off the cushion. Bryson's face showed concern. Aviana wrapped a wipe over her finger and began cleaning Bryson's tight sphincter. Bryson let an unconscious moan escape his lips. Aviana inserted the wipe-covered finger into his tight hole. She rotated it and pulled it out. She showed the brown stained wipe to Bryson.
"See what a dirty slut you are?" She asked.
Bryson looked down in shame. Aviana encased two fingers in another wipe and pressed them against his virgin hole. Bryson began worrying, wondering why Aviana wanted his butthole cleaned. Soon, she had both of her long fingers entirely up his hole. She twisted the wipe-covered digits until she felt that he was clean. The second wipe was barely brown. She used a third wipe, encasing into three fingers. She forced three sheathed fingers up his bum and twisted them slowly. Another moan shamefully escaped Bryson's mouth. When she pulled her three fingers out, the wipe looked as clean as when she pulled it from the package.
"Throw these away in the kitchen," Aviana ordered, handing him the soiled wipes.
When Bryson returned, she pulled him back onto the sofa and kissed him again. This time, she spread his legs once more. This time, Bryson dared not to close them.
"Don't worry, pet, you will enjoy this," Aviana said.
She lubed his tight butthole slowly as she continued to kiss him fervently. Soon, she forced two fingers into his tight orifice. Bryson moaned as she slowly fingers fucked his ass. His cock twitched, and she knew he was the slut for her. Aviana added fingers until her whole hand was up his tight hole. She pressed her fingertips against his prostate, and Bryson moaned even louder. While Aviana's four straight fingers fucked his ass, drool leaked from his aroused mouth. She pulled her fist out of his ass.
She grasped his wrist and dragged him into her modern, furnished bedroom. It was when He stood completely naked in front of her leopard-theme-adorned bed that he noticed the art in the room portrayed the same nude man, but in these, he was engaged in demeaning sex acts. One showed Aviana pegging the unknown male. Another showed the unknown red-haired woman pegging the blonde male. The third painting hung over the headboard and showed the same male being spit-roasted between two women's dildos. Bryson did not want to admit how exciting the room's paintings were. His libido was longing for Aviana to perpetrate such things on him despite his feigned innocence. A cabinet stood open filled with sex toys: handcuffs, whips, dildos, and much more. Bryson felt confused by the duality of his emotions. Bryson wondered if he was up for this. Fear wracked his nervous system, and he still felt giddy in anticipation, imagining the possibilities.
"Lay down on the bed!"
Her tone was commanding, and Bryson submitted even further. He lay back down on the bed, and quickly, she had him clasped to the bed rail with two pairs of handcuffs. Now, fully bound with his erection sticking straight up in the air, she took her time to look at him, licking her lips. She went over to the rack of whips and dildos, put on a black opera-like mask, and selected a butt plug. She lubed a giant ribbed butt plug and shoved it against his ass. Slowly, she overcame his tight flesh oval's defenses, and the plug spread him open. Bryson, now incredibly aroused, felt the plug stretch his sensitive hole. Soon, the bulbous end was in, and his tight opening gripped the narrowest part of the toy.
"Now I am going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before!"
He suddenly got a cold sweat on his forehead. What would Aviana do next? She approached the bed, and suddenly, He got a light riding crop blow on his penile shaft with the small leather whip. He squirmed as she swatted his balls also. "Are you having fun, Slut?"
Aviana lowered her perfectly clean-shaven pussy down on his cock. Bryson could not believe how good her tight cunt felt as it engulfed his virgin cock. She rode Bryson hard and fast. The toy stimulated his prostate, and soon, he shot his load into her. Stream after stream of sperm erupted from his penis. This orgasm felt more intense than anything he had experienced. He had never come like this while masturbating. He labored to catch his breath. She lifted off his deflating erection.
"Now you're going to clean my pussy, Slut!"
She raised her dress, and he could see her sexy snatch. She lowered her perfectly clean-shaven, cum dripping pussy down over his face. He tentatively started to lick out her semen-soiled sex. His cum tasted salty, but the crudeness of the event aroused him entirely. She controlled his tongue by tilting her abdomen.
"Lick deeper, my Slut," she encouraged. Repeatedly, she gave his cock a light blow with the whip.
Suddenly she started moaning and pressing her clit over his face as the blows rained down on his penis and balls. Bryson writhed on the bed ecstatically. She started screaming, howling, and yelling that she was coming. The juices flowed out of her as the orgasm rocked her back and forth on his glistening face. It was hugely exciting but, at the same time, a little scary. Bryson had never experienced a woman just using him like a fuck toy before.
A fierce flick of the whip caused his penis pain again. He could not help but let out a startled yelp, which spurred her to give him a few more swats, followed by more startled yelps. She stated that he was a dirty slut who needed severe corporal discipline.
When she had recovered, she climbed off his face and began to get off the bed. At first, Bryson thought she had finished and wanted to send him home. But It turned out that she had other kinky ideas. Once Aviana had opened his legs, she lifted them in the air. He pleaded for her to stop, but he could tell It was useless. Suddenly, she stepped on the bed to fasten his legs to the headboard with two chained cuffs. And bent over his cock again. It had become erect again due to the whipping. His cock, now ready to explode, minutes from his last orgasm. His penis looked very engorged, so she only touched it very gently before sliding her tongue down his tense balls and teasing around the protruding butt plug. She gently removed the plug.
She returned to the toys and selected a ten-inch pink lifelike dildo, donning a strap designed to hold the massive toy she fitted into the device. She slowly lubed the dork as Bryson's eyes widened. It was huge, the tip bigger than her fist. Fearfully he tried to squirm away from the impending tip of the dildo, but trapped, he lay like a wanton whore with his legs in the air, her lips closed around his cock again as she teased just his phallus head. It was an intense feeling; lust overcame him like a tidal wave, and he began to moan loudly. But again, she stopped just before he came. Then she lined the enormous fake cock against his ass. He winced as she leaned forward with increasing pressure.
"Relax and let me in, baby," Aviana said tenderly.
Bryson, tears leaking from the corners of his eyes, tried not to clench his ass against her violation. Slowly, the massive fake flesh pole opened him up. Aviana felt a rush of empowerment as her cock impaled Bryson to the bed. Bryson whimpered as the gigantic cock bottomed out entirely in his stretched orifice. Aviana, power fueled, began viciously pounding his ass into submission. Soon, Bryson felt the pain subside, and promptly, he felt pure pleasure. Bryson experienced pressure on his prostate on every stroke. Bryson had never sensed sensations like this before; he felt shame for how good it felt.
"You like my cock up your ass, don't you,"
"Yes, dam it, I love it," Bryson admitted, wishing it was not so.
Aviana could tell Bryson was approaching another orgasm. Aviana noticed Bryson's breathing increase, so she tilted the dildo to pressure his prostate even more. She aimed his small penis at his face just as Bryson climaxed. His seed shot all over his face and into his closed eyes. Some of his cum landed in Bryson's open mouth. His salty seed stung his eyes as some of it slipped past his eyelids.
Aviana licked the cum off his face collecting semen in her mouth. When she had collected it all, she kissed Bryson. She used her tongue to transfer his seed into his mouth. Bryson swallowed it all obediently, hoping she would release him so he could wash his eyes.
"I will let you up soon, my Slut," Aviana said.
Aviana took the riding crop and severely thrashed his cock and balls several times. His cock began to stir again,
"Wow, you are a pain slut," Aviana said as she released the cuffs.
"Let us clean you up in my shower."
Aviana gently carried him to her shower, but Bryson felt confused by her sudden mood swings. She ran the water, all the while holding him like her baby. She sat him on the vanity and used a manscaping device to remove all his body hair. Aviana made short work of his pubes, armpit, and sparse chest hair.
Aviana sat Bryson on the toilet and aimed his penis toward the bowl.
"Pee, slut," she ordered.
Bryson peed into the water, and when he finished, Aviana used toilet paper to wipe his penis tip.
"When you are in my house, you will sit to urinate. It would be best if you did not pee on my floors. Also, only real men should pee standing up," Aviana said, causing Bryson's face to flush.
When the water warmed, Aviana placed him into the rainlike showerhead stream. She removed her boots and dress, and Bryson ogled her sexy, pale brown body. Her big brown nipples looked delicious. She entered the shower with him and lovingly began washing his body.
"Were you a virgin before today?" Aviana asked.
"Yes, I never had sex before today," Bryson admitted.
