Obligatory disclaimer: This is a work of pure fantasy where women magically don't get torn anuses from rough anal sex. I do not condone rawing your wife's asshole to hell and back.
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Emma was sure that her eyes were glazed over by now. Sweat was dripping from every pore of her body and her hair was plastered to her body. Her holes felt like they had been fucked with sandpaper with how sore they were. She was trembling so hard, that when Scott finally went to pay the bill and came to unlock her ankles, she had forgotten how to stand.
Scott carefully lifted her from the cruel seat as John did the same for Carla. Carla was evidently more used to such sexual torture because she was able to at least stand. Scott was treated to the sight of Emma's sweet teenaged holes leaving the dildos with a loud sclorping sound, and both front and back holes gaping open from the assault.
John left Carla's ankles uncuffed, giving her enough slack in her clit leash to stumble along behind him.
Scott had to massage Emma's legs a little before she could stand.
"Hold on a little longer, fuckpuppy. Gonna fuck you so good later," he promised. Emma trembled in his arms, leaning against him heavily as he guided her to the counter.
The swinging of the weight of the leash on her clit made more tears fall from her eyes. It was too much, she was too sensitive!
Scott kept an arm around her as he reclaimed her cloak and fastened it around her shoulders.
Carla was giving her a very sympathetic look. John spanked her tits roughly, then fastened her coat around her too.
"I'll see you at home, neighbour!" John said, leading Carla away by her clit.
Scott carefully led Emma out of the restaurant towards the car. His poor wife was so overstimulated that every step made her cry harder. It only served to stoke the lust in Scott's belly.
As before, he had to carefully lift her and guide her sore holes onto the special car seat. Her whole body was wracked with dry sobs at the thought of the drive home. Emma was sure she wouldn't be able to survive!
"Just a little more," Scott whispered to her, pressing a kiss to her tear-stained cheek. Emma trembled as Scott got in the car and started the engine. She moaned into the gag, helpless to stop the assault of vibrations in her holes.
Scott took pity on her, driving slowly and carefully over all the bumps on the way home.
By the time they reached their new house, Emma was convinced she no longer had holes, but just two useless aching caverns.
She didn't even have the strength to whimper as Scott lifted her from the seat. This time, he didn't ask her to walk, just carried her bridal style, still in her bonds, to the front of their house.
He set her down briefly then brought her upstairs to their bedroom, setting her down on her doggie bed.
Emma whimpered as he undid the fastenings on her arm sleeve and released her arms. They tingled all over and Scott massaged them to help the circulation before moving onto her tit support strap.
He removed all the adornments from her nipple rings and her cunt lips, slipping her sore feet out of the boots and setting them aside. When the only thing left on her were her engagement and wedding rings, he brought her into the shower and put her in the tub, tying her hair out of the way.
"You did so well, fuckpuppy," he praised her "You suffered so well on those toys, hurt so beautifully."
Scott's words made Emma's heart fill with joy and pleasure. She loved her husband and his enjoyment of her suffering brought her fulfilment as well. Scott rinsed the sweat off her body. The spray on tattoos would remain for a few more days, a cheerful reminder of her experience today. When she was clean, Scott helped her out of the tub and dried her with a fluffy towel. He pushed her to her knees and then nudged her towards the bedroom.
Emma crawled onto the bed, lying face down as she heard Scott take his own shower. She was still aching for release, having been kept on the edge for the entire night. She knew that Scott would give it to her soon, but the thought filled her with fear and trepidation. She was, deep inside, not a very masochistic girl. She didn't really gain a lot of pleasure from being hurt, but she was a very submissive girl. And all submissive women felt fulfilment when their masters found fulfilment. In her case, Scott loved to abuse her asshole.
Scott had warned her about it when he proposed to her and offered her the rings that now sat in her nipples. Emma was afraid, but she was willing to learn and grow to become the submissive painal loving slave wife he wanted. In the short time they had been married, she had become accustomed to the constant soreness in her shithole, and grown to associate it with Scott's devotion to being her dominant husband. She had grown to love it, but also fear it at the same time.
The shower shut off and the door clicked. Emma turned her head to watch her husband approach the bed. He tossed his towel aside and crawled to lie between her legs. His hard cock pressed into the back of her thigh. Emma whined, shifting her hips so that it would slip between her asscheeks.
Scott thrust forwards, fucking his thick rod into Emma's raw asshole.
He could see how puffy, how swollen it was from the abuse it had taken earlier. Perhaps he had been too cruel in selecting a dildo larger than she was used to, but watching her soldier on and endure the fucking had made him so proud.
He thrust lazily at first, enjoying the way Emma whimpered and sobbed under him. She reached back and spread her asscheeks like the submissive wife she was, allowing Scott to press in deeper, reaching the depths of her aching bowels.
Scott grabbed her hips and pistoned his hips violently, making Emma squeal. He felt a gush of cream from her cunt soak the tops of his thighs.
"That's it, suffer for me my little fuckpuppy, take it, take my cock. Feel it split your raw hole open, you love it don't you? You love getting fucked raw in the asshole! You love it so much!"
Scott kept up the dirty talk as he pumped his thick fuck pole into that puffy teen hole. It was clenching at him, deliciously tight as Emma tried to clench down and milk him.
"Gonna ruin this painal loving hole, fuck the fear of cock into it,"
Emma moaned, obviously aroused at his words. Scott reached between her legs and flicked her clit ring.
