"No you won't! You've touched it way too much already! There is no way in hell you'll stick that thing in my butt! Forget it, the deal is off! You couldn't pay me enough money to let you do that to me! Get the hell out of my house!" she screamed furiously at him.
"Oh really? Wow, you sure are phobic about your ass. So this is the end of the contract? No more sex for money? I stop all payments to you and John? Is that what you're telling me?" he asked, calmly sitting down on her side of the bed.
"Yes! Get out, it's over! No more sex! I'll get a job! I'll do what I have to so that I won't have to do all the perverted things you want me to do. I don't know how my sister stays married to you!"
"Your sister loves me. You could learn to, if only you'd relax and go with the flow. I haven't been bad to you at all. I've held up my end of the deal. For all you knew, I could have been into S & M, or scat or something like that." he said, reaching for her ass.
"Whatever, just get out." she wearily told him.
"No. I'm staying and getting what I want.” he told her.
"No, you're leaving. Or do I have to call the police and your wife?" she threatened.
"Okay, fine. I'll take that tape and leave. I'm sure John will want to come over and watch a good porno starring his wife." he said, making as if to leave.
"What? That's my tape! You can't!" she screamed.
"Like you're going to overpower me and get that tape out of my hands? I don't think so. Now, here come your choices: One, You let me fuck you in the ass and the deal continues as it has been. Two, I fuck you in the ass and walk out of here with that tape. The deal ends and the payments end. So, Tori, what will it be?"
"I....wha...no, you just get out! You just go!"
"Fine. I'll show the tape to John. How long do you think it'll take him to sign divorce papers? I wonder if he'll like the part of the tape where you ask me to put it in. So long Tori. Make sure you try and get the car, because after your parents get an edited version of the tape, they most likely won't let you move back in. The car will at least give you a place to sleep." he told, standing up beside the bed.
"You're horrible. A monster. I can't believe..." she whispered.
"Choose. Now. What will it be? If you don't choose, I'll choose for you...and you may not like my choice. No, wait, I guarantee you won't like my choice."
Lying back down on her stomach and laying her head on her arms, Tori began to sob.
"Why do you want to do this to me? Why? Weren't the other things good enough?" she cried.
"You had the guts to setup a camera to film us so that you could blackmail me to stop. So stop the crocodile tears. You just don't really want to work for money. You're nothing but a spoiled brat and you treat John very badly. Maybe this will teach you a small lesson, maybe it won't. But one thing is for sure: Ten minutes from now, my dick is going to be buried all the way in your ass. Now, choose."
"The original deal. I choose the first deal." she husked out.
"Okay. That wasn't so hard now was it? Now, say the words...after all, we need the tape to look good, don't we?"
"Stick your dick in my ass. Do it please." she said in monotone.
"Yes ma’am! Your wish is my command!" Brad told her, sitting back down on the side of the bed.
Using his left hand to pull her cheeks apart, Brad placed the lubed fingers of his right hand against her anus. Pushing his index finger against her anus, Brad began to work it in and out of the tight ring. Tori started to whimper as Brad's finger slid thru the tight inner muscle. Brad pulled his finger out of her ass after a few strokes. This caused Tori to moan and Goosebumps to rise all over her body. Sliding his finger back in brought a long moan and shudder from Tori.
"Please don't play with it. Just do what you have to." she whispered back at him.
"Tori, unless you relish the idea of pain, you'll let me do this. Do you really want me to stop?"
"Yeah, stop, please."
"Alright Tori, I'll stop. But don't say I didn't warn you."
"It's gonna hurt anyway. The quicker you rape me the faster..."
Brad leaned back and brought a hand down on her ass. It was a glancing blow, skimming off the top of her right ass cheek.
"Owwwwww! What! What!" she cried, lifting her head from her arms.
"I have not raped you, nor will I ever rape you. You signed that contract and agreed to it. If I ever hear you say that again, you will be sorry for it. Do I make myself clear?" Brad said in a low, cold voice.
"I...I just meant..." she stammered.
"Shut up. I've had enough. You make it hard to want to fuck you. Now, shut it. As it is, it's going to take me even longer to cum now. Anger does not excite me."
Brad moved up and placed his softened dick at her rear entrance. Feeling the heat of her puckered hole against the head of his dick breathes new life into his erection. With slow and steady pressure, Brad lodges the head of his dick firmly between the first rings of muscles. Tight was not descriptive enough. Brad had to hold the base of his dick in order to keep it from being forced out of the crater of her anus. Tori was panting, not only from pain, but from the wicked feeling of strangeness that came with the feel of Brad's dick against her asshole. Leaning ever harder on his dick, Brad started making the age old in and out motions.
"Owww! Stop! Stop it! It won't go in!" she cried.
"That's because your clenching your ass shut. Here, we'll try something else." he told her, pulling back.
Brad noticed the head of his dick was white and red. Her ass was so tight it had forced the blood from the head of his dick.
"Lay on your side Tor. It tends to be easier that way."
Without complaint, Tori rolls onto her right side, facing the camera in the closet. Getting in behind her, Brad once again begins his "assault". Brad takes a moment and stares at her wonderful ass. The small round cheeks, the exposed and lubed anus. The image he has in his mind is one of his dick swallowed by her ass. He wants to feel her heat. He wants to feel her tightness and, most of all; he wants the feeling of total control that comes from taking a woman’s ass. Stroking his dick from the base to make the head flare as big as he can get it, Brad places it against her anus. The large flared head will do two things. First, it will make expanding her anus easier. Secondly, once he gets it past the final ring of her ass, the constriction will force the blood from the head of his dick, thus shrinking it to a smaller size, making it easier to get in.
The lube and the pressure start to have the desired effect. Brad's strokes began to get a little longer. Tori meanwhile was in another place altogether. Hands gripping sheets with white knuckles. Eyes squeezed shut. Panting and shaking. Tori was lost in the pain and in the...it couldn't be pleasure! The knot in her stomach was too big to be pleasure!
"I can't take anymore! Please Brad, stop. I'm begging you. Please?" she asked him, looking back and making eye contact with him.
"I'll do what I can Tor. Relax." he told her.
Brad stopped his attack on her ass, but did not pull his dick out from between her ass cheeks. Instead, he reached up and found her small breast. Finding the nipple hard was no surprise. Usually a dick in the ass will cause the nipples to harden. Brad twisted and manipulated the nipple and the firm flesh around it with his right hand. With his left hand, Brad reached down between her legs and found her sopping wet. Sliding his thumb into her wetness and his index finger up onto her clit, Brad did his best to wind Tori up. It couldn't have been more than a minute later before her breathing took on a different pitch. Taking his hand from her breast, Brad wraps it around the base of his dick for reinforcement. Starting the thrusting again, he can feel the difference the fondling has made. The outer ring is stretched far enough now for him to have some real sliding action. Not wanting to miss the view of his dick in her ass, he pulls his thumb from her pussy and pulls her cheek open to see his progress. Her anus was expanding and contracting with his strokes, going from slackened skin around the head, to stretched shiny as more was pushed in. It was only a matter of time now.
As the final barrier began to open, Brad started to feel the strange and wonderful feelings that come with having a fantasy fulfilled. It was all about the sensations: Seeing her lying before him, hands gripping the sheets with white knuckles and totally at his mercy. Being "in his dick" and feeling the final penetration of her ass. All of this made him feel as if he were in two places at once.
Tori, on the other hand, knew right where she was: On the verge of cumming. She had lost all control and was just along for the ride now. Her mind had gone into that animalistic mode where all things could be endured for the pleasure that seemed promised. Forgotten was the money. Forgotten was her husband. Forgotten were her morals. The only thing in Tori's mind was sensation, pure and simple.
As the fireman's helmet shaped head finally punched thru, Brad and Tori were both stunned into reality. Brad felt her heat, he felt her tightness. These were the things he'd wanted to feel. Tori felt a sharp blow to her pleasure: Fear. The pleasure had made her forget how large brad's cock really was, and that the journey had just begun.
"Ow. Ow, Ow, Ow, Ow!" she panted.
