Final

Chapter 13.

It was Christmas Eve, and Grace had gone to bed early, tired from being newly pregnant again. Frank and I were sitting on the couch, watching a movie. He had me massage his feet, like he often did. I obliged him, because if I did, he would treat me more nicely the following day.

It was only 9pm, and Frank was bored. He hadn't had sex with Grace for two months now. Her situation with the nausea wasn't getting any better, even with medication.

Frank: "Ugh...I can't watch this shit any more..."

Me: "Wanna put on a porno while I suck you off...?"

I had sucked him off countless times by now, so it was no big deal. Usually, it would be enough to satisfy him for a while. Even though he wasn't really married to Felicity, he did actually fully satisfy two women easily, and had libido left over. So....having actually no sex was quite literally torture for him. Surprisingly, he said no to watching a porno and getting sucked off.

Frank: "That gives me an idea though...come on, let's go next door."

This wasn't entirely unusual. If Frank wanted to let off some steam, he would drag me over to his house, so that he could abuse me without Grace knowing. I didn't like it, but I always went with him.

After a few minutes, Frank made me undress and get on my knees in front of his television in the lounge. I hadn't been in the lounge for a while, I remembered it fondly when Aron...or...me...I...undressed here for the first time to get in the hot tub with Frank, Felicity, and Grace.

Those were different times.

Frank went upstairs for a moment, and came back down with a bag I didn't recognize.

Me: "What's that...?"

Frank: "You'll see later...just shut up..."

He started by tying me up tightly, with my arms straight behind my back. He was really good at those BDSM knots. I couldn't move at all.

Me: "Oughh...Frank...that's too tight..."

Frank: "Hurts, huh?"

Me: "Yeah..."

Frank: "Not nearly as much as what happens next. But don't worry...you're gonna like it."

Me: "No...whatever it is...don't do it...please..."

Frank: "You expect me to believe a little bitch like you wouldn't love getting fucked in the ass, huh? Get out of here..."

Me: "No..! Frank...!"

Before I could say much more, Frank pulled out a ball gag and strapped it tight around my head. The ball was so tight inside my mouth that I couldn't really make much of a sound at all. I tried screaming, but it just came out as a faint, muffled moan.

Frank: "There...now I don't have to listen to you complain. I'm tired of not having sex, and you just gave me a great idea. You're practically a woman now, right? Why don't I just fuck you?"

Frank went to the mystery bag, and pulled out what looked like anal preparation equipment.

I breathed stressfully through my ball gag as he prepared it. Soon enough, he inserted the enema into my asshole and a warm sensation flooded my insides.

Frank: "I'm only doing this once...from now on it's on you to keep your hole clean...nod if you agree."

I didn't want to do this at all, so I just shook my head.

Frank: "If you don't agree to clean your hole, I will not use any lube..."

I paused...and nodded my head. If he was going to do this....I wanted lube.

Frank picked me up easily and carried me to the toilet, where I emptied my bowels still tied like a roasted pig.

The enema just totally cleaned me out, I had never felt a release like that before. It...kind of felt good, but I was embarrassed voiding my bowels in front of him.

Then, Frank threw me in front of the TV again. It hurt like hell, but he was lost in his perverted lust. I could tell when there was no going back, and it was now. I shouldn't have offered to suck him off. I should have just gone to bed when Grace did. Frank put on a porno, he put on a playlist of large breasted women getting railed in the asshole. Then he muted the TV, so we couldn't hear anything, but see everything, and put a Barry Manilow Christmas album on the stereo.

Frank: "Ahh...this is shaping up to be a great Christmas after all..."

Frank undressed, revealing his semi hard, massive cock. I knew exactly how large it was, having sucked it countless times. I knew it would not fit inside my asshole. Frank didn't care, he just propped me up on my knees, where I was forced to tense my back to stay upright, because my hands were tied behind my back, this caused my asshole to tense up as well. Not only that, in this position, I was forced to watch the porno on TV, of the women just getting railed in the ass hard. I couldn't look away, and my eyes were stuck open in fear of what was about to happen.

Frank then reached into the bag and pulled out a leather leash, which he strapped around my bare neck.

Then he pulled on it, with increasing pressure.

Frank: "Feel that? When I pull...you can't breathe...can you...? That's right....I control your oxygen....you don't breathe unless I say so."

When he pulled, the leash tightened around my neck. I could feel the leather pressing up against my neck, tightening the blood vessels, reducing the oxygen to my brain.

I was completely powerless to stop him.

The leash loosened, and then I could hear the sound of lube being opened, and the feel of Frank's beefy fingers as they probed my asshole. Then...he inserted a finger...I moaned...then a second finger.

Frank: "Yeah...there you go...god damn...you feel tight..."

He fingered me like that for a few seconds, then he pulled out, and I could hear him shuffling behind me. He started slapping his lubed up cock on my bare asshole. He wasn't even going to use a condom.

Slap...slap...slap...

Frank: "Man...I bet you've been waiting for me to do this...haven't you? Yeah...you want it bad..."

I tried shaking my head, but I was afraid of falling over.

Then...he pressed the head of his bare cock up against my asshole. It hurt already, but surprisingly, I could feel my asshole just ever so slowly give way to the intruder. In a few seconds, the entire head of Frank's cock was inside my asshole.

Frank: "Ughhh...god...DAMN...you are so tight....it's like a vice grip....ughh...."

Of course, my asshole was flexing like crazy just to keep myself upright.

Frank: "Ughh..wow...why didn't I think of this before...there's a perfect little asshole for me to fuck right here...whenever I want...oh we are going to have a lot of fun together..."

I tried shaking my head, and I tried standing up, because this just hurt too much. However, when I tried standing, I lost my balance, and fell down again. To Frank, this just looked like I was trying to take more of his cock inside me.

Frank: "Oughh..you're so eager...fine...here you go..."

Then, without any further ceremony, he pushed his cock forcefully as far as it would go. I screamed into my ball gag as hard as I could, but he didn't stop. It felt like I was getting split open by a steel beam.

Then, I could feel my butt cheeks meet Frank's hairy hips. By then...it was all over...Frank started fucking my tight asshole faster and faster. With every push and pull, I felt like he was going to pull my entire insides out of my asshole.

Frank: "Auuhhhh...fuck yeah! This little butt pussy is...fucking great...!"

I screamed and screamed into my ball gag from pain, but it only came out as muffled moans because of the ball gag. Then, I saw the video where the women were tightening their assholes and pushing back on the men that were fucking them. I thought that maybe if I did that, Frank would come quicker.

I started pushing back on him, and squeezing my asshole tighter. Frank took it as encouragement to fuck me harder.

Frank: "Ugh...yeah,...that's a good little anal slut...ughh...I can't believe this....first I steal your girlfriend....ughh...impregnate her....twice...turned you into a woman...who sucks my cock whenever I want....fuck...I fucking ruined your life, dude....and

now I'm gonna cum inside your tight asshole...."

He was right. I saw my reflection in the dark parts of the television, and I saw a big breasted woman getting her asshole pounded. And it was...me.

Suddenly, I felt the leash tightening around my neck. Frank pulled it hard, restricting my breathing. I stopped being able to scream, or even breathe.

Frank: "Hahh..I'm gonna cum....fuck....fuck....FUCkkkkhhhhhh...!!!"

Frank slammed his hips into mine, held himself there, balls deep inside of me, and ejaculated inside of my bare asshole. I felt a warm, wet sensation filling my insides as he came, and the familiar spasms of his cock were now felt by my asshole, not my mouth. At that moment, I had an involuntary physiological reaction to the sexual stimulus. In other words, I came. I came hard. Frank pulled harder on the leash, which was now digging into my flesh. It caused my body to flinch, which just made me squeeze his cock harder with my virgin asshole.

Things were going dark...I was passing out...at the last second, Frank released the pressure. I breathed through my nose the biggest breath ever. My entire body just spazzed out. My back arched involuntarily, my vision blurred for a while, and I had goosebumps all over as I came a second time. My tiny little dick oozed out some clear cum through the chastity cage.

Frank's cock jerked inside of me six times, like always. Every time it did, I had another mini orgasm, moaning into my ball gag.

Frank: "Uuuuughhhhhh....fuuuuuck.....yeahhhh....."

Me: "Mmmmffff...mmmmmfffff!"

Frank paused inside of me, enjoying the feeling of my warm asshole around his cock. When he finally pulled out, I could feel a stream of his cum leaking out of my distended asshole. He let go of me, and stood up. I fell to the side, still bound and gagged.

Frank: "Christ...that was good...haha...hey...remember when we all told you you were bad at sex? I take that back...you were just bad at topping...you're a great bottom, though....hahhh...stay there a while,I'm gonna take a shower..."

Then he just left me on the floor of the lounge, with anal porn still playing on the television, Barry Manilow playing Jingle Bells on the stereo, and my old neighbor's cum leaking out of my asshole onto the shag carpet he just fucked me on.

I couldn't do anything but lay there while Frank showered. My body hurt too much to move, and I was bound so tight it hurt everywhere. But I wasn't angry at Frank. I was mostly angry at myself. I knew this was all my doing, or at least I believed it.

Thirty minutes later, Frank came back downstairs, and loosened the rope. Without saying anything, he just left.

I cleaned myself up, and went home to sleep. I wanted to sleep with Grace, but I found Frank sleeping beside her, like nothing ever happened. So I went to my room, and went to bed.

Christmas morning, I had to wear a turtleneck to hide the bruise on my neck. I was afraid of what would happen if Grace ever found out about this. Frank seemed to pretend it never even happened, telling jokes and being in an overall very happy mood. I remember how Grace remarked how glad she was Frank was happy in spite of not getting enough sex. I smiled to her, kind of glad that something good came out of Frank raping me.

So yeah...that's the story of how I got raped by my girlfriend's husband on Christmas Eve.

Chapter 14.

I wish I could say that the Christmas Event was a singular, unique, one time thing. But it wasn't. Frank dragged me over to his house on New Year's Eve, after midnight, and fucked me again.

Because Frank liked it so much, and he couldn't get pussy, it became a regular scheduled event. Frank would fuck my asshole all he wanted, while making sure that Grace wouldn't find out. He sometimes told her he was just getting a blowjob from me, but would instead creampie my insides. I kept my asshole clean as much as I could, with two enemas a day. One in the morning, one after dinner, just in case.

Frank got off on treating me like a good for nothing sex slave. I had to explain away a good few bruises that I got from Frank, so that Grace wouldn't get suspicious. Frank, it turned out, was a bit of a sadist. He bought nipple clamps and cramped them tight on my sensitive nipples before fucking me raw. He bought a gimp mask that he would strap on me. It blinded me and restricted my breathing even further. I had the most intense orgasms right when I was about to pass out from oxygen deprivation. He continued making me drink his piss, and would slap me in the face, hard.

Why did I put up with it? After each of our sessions, Frank was always extra nice to Grace and our baby. I perhaps felt like I was acting like a lightning rod for Frank's sexual sadism. Grace seemed happy, and that's all I ever wanted for her, so yes, I put up with it. For her. And for Annabelle.

And....maybe....there was a small part of me that thought that I deserved punishment. At least that's what my therapist tells me. That I seek out opportunities for me to punish myself for some feelings of inadequacy.

And Frank.....Frank loved to degrade me as much as he possibly could. Grace actually remarked to the two of us that she loved how well we get along now. Frank said that it was because of the blowjobs, but I knew what it really was.

That very night, Frank revealed his dungeon to me. It was a room in his basement that I had never seen before. He bound me and hung me on a hook on the ceiling, and whacked my bare ass with a riding cane. He didn't need to put a ball gag on me in there, I could scream all I wanted. Nobody could hear me.

Frank: "That's right....scream...you fucking bitch...you know you deserve it...you're nothing but a cum dumpster. Say it."

Me: "I'm...I'm a cum dumpster..."

Frank: "You're not good for anything but fucking...you're so pathetic...I stole your girlfriend, impregnated her twice, turned you into a woman, then rape you repeatedly...and you still do nothing about it. You just let me do it, because you want to see what I do next."

Me: "I...don't want this..."

Frank: "Yes...you do...I've had some self-flagellating masochists in this dungeon before...but you take the cake, Aron...Erin...whatever. You're starting to make me want to come up with some new ways to break you."

Me: "Please....stop..."

Frank: "We're just getting started..."

Frank threw a special gimp mask on my head, which had restricted nasal breathing, and a built-in choke collar, which he tightened almost all the way to maximum. I struggled to breathe already. He hung me up higher on the hook, so that my ankles only barely touched the ground. Then, he inserted a big, vibrating dildo inside of me, which he fastened with a leather strap so it wouldn't fall out.

Frank: "The battery on this thing lasts about...two hours....I'm gonna go watch a movie. See you then."

Me: "Mmmmfff! Fwannkk...! MMmmmfff!"

But it was no use. He closed the sound proof door, shut off the light, and that was it. I couldn't see a thing, all I could hear was the faint sound of the vibrating dildo inside of me, and all I could feel was my asshole being stretched out, and my prostate getting vibrated constantly.

Those two hours felt like an eternity. Each minute I hung there increased the pain I felt in my wrists and body as I tried to balance myself. But I couldn't, I spun in circles again and again, making me dizzy. I struggled to breathe, which only enhanced the feeling I felt against my prostate.

I came, moaning through the mask, and then struggling for more breath.

Another eternity passed.

I came again. My body tensed up, I went up on my tippy toes, and moaned again, trying to keep my breath.

I came about....four more times until Frank finally showed up again. For the last three orgasms, I couldn't tell where the pleasure began, and the pain ended. They were the same. I just whimpered through it, forced to experience it.

Frank: "Man, that movie was boring. I dozed off. You've been down here for ages...like three hours. And the vibrator is still going...huh...guess it lasts longer than I thought."

Me: "mmfff..." I whimpered.

Frank removed the vibrator, and loosened the rope. I fell down to the floor, feeling weirdly empty inside, like I needed something to plug that gaping hole that the vibrator left. You know that feeling when you hold something that vibrates for too long? When you let go of it, you want to scratch the place it just was. Well...my itch was deep...

I got on my knees, weakly, and presented myself to Frank. I felt so empty, that I wanted him to fuck me.

Frank: "Not so fast...not tonight...I have something special planned for you..."

Frank threw a robe on me, and led me upstairs, to his car, then threw me in the backseat, where I lay like a used doll. We drove for a few minutes.

Frank: "I'm taking you to a motel. I want you to meet someone. He's a...friend of mine. Truth be told...Erin...I didn't doze off...I wasn't even watching a movie. I was arranging this meeting."

When we got there, Frank removed my mask, and replaced it with a blindfold.

Frank: "You are not to take this off under any circumstance. If you do, you will be punished."

Then, Frank threw me into bed with a total stranger.

Frank: "Here...one eager anal slut....like promised..."

Stranger: "Oh shit...she's hot....she's fucking hot..."

Frank: "She'll do anythin you want...won't she?"

I nodded, although I couldn't see anything.

Stranger: "Hey...what's this thing on her pussy?"

Frank: "It's a chastity thing, you only paid for anal."

Stranger: "Right...yeah..."

Frank: "I'll be back in an hour..."

The stranger was nice. He was gentle. He kissed me, ran his fingers through my hair, gave me gentle strokes and kisses along my bare thighs, and squeezed my breasts like a real womans. Not like Frank who just gropes them for his own amusement.

Stranger: "You're...beautiful..."

Me: "Thank you..." I said in my most feminine voice.

Stranger: "Why the blindfold...?"

Me: "It's...uhm...part of the deal..."

Stranger: "Oh...sure...so...do you suck cock...?"

I chuckled.

Me: "Yeah...I suck cock."

I put my hands on the stranger's body, and found an average man with a beer belly. Mid fifties, most likely, based on the hair, voice, and body composition. I didn't know why Frank wanted me to fuck this man, but I knew better than to disobey him. I found the stranger's hard cock, put it in my mouth, and started sucking.

Stranger: "Oh...ohhh....wow.....my wife never does that....that's why I'm doing this....by the way...I just want to know how it feels like..."

Me: "Mmm...well...it feels like this..." I said before sucking him in again eagerly.

He wasn't nearly as big as Frank, or as thick. More like a normal, average penis. Something like I used to sport when I was Aron.

Although the stranger lasted way longer than I did.

He stopped me.

Stranger: "Aughh...that's great...but...I don't want to cum yet. I want to try ejaculating inside an ass....and your ass looks...great."

He pulled me up and pushed his cock inside me in doggy style. His cock didn't feel like it was splitting me in two, like Frank's always did. It just...fit...kind of. Especially after having a dildo inside me for so long.

Stranger: "Auuuwhhhh....wow....woooow...I can't believe I'm fucking your asshole...oh my god..."

Me: "Mmm...keep going....fuck me..."

Stranger: "Yes, ma'am!"

It was only a few more minutes until I felt the familiar sensation of cock spasming inside of me, and a warm feeling inside my guts.

Stranger: "Ohh..ohh..ohh!" He moaned as he creampied me.

I didn't cum, maybe because his performance...or length...or girth... was nowhere near Frank's. Or maybe it was because I had already cum anally from the dildo multiple times.

I decided to moan, to not make him feel bad.

Me: "Ohhh...that's so good..."

Stranger: "hahh...that was just the first load...I took some viagra...I'm gonna use the full hour...I want to try more positions..."