This story is dedicated to the muse who inspired it. I think she would most certainly enjoy taking the reins in the bedroom. In fact, I think she may have pleasured herself while she read the last story. Thanks again I'm speechless, but I love your dirty mind! All characters are above the age of eighteen, please this story may not be for you, but don't read all of it and then complain as if I was twisting your arm.
Begging for a Pegging pt. 2
A loud noise returned me to a conscious state, the scenes of my violation last night, played in my head. Playing in slow motion, every degrading thing she did as she used my body for her sick pleasure. I felt myself blush, and wondered why she was so forceful. Her actions and words were not only humiliating, they belittled me. Wondering what caused the sudden change, she was always the milder one.
I sobbed, remembering how she broke me, to become her fuck toy. I felt like I was less of a man. She stripped away a piece of my soul. Stealing it and putting it inside herself, becoming the alpha in the bedroom. I needed to put a stop to this immediately, but first I needed to get out of my bindings.
My entire body ached, especially my ass! The hole itself to be specific! The throbbing from my rectum would make a great baseline for a FFDP song. My head was pounding, everything I moved wait, I could move?.
Reality took a moment to sink in...I was free! Instantly forgetting everything at once, slithering off the bed, onto weak knees to crawl into the bathroom. The need to relieve myself was very long overdue, I was about to burst. I could see the marks the rope left on my wrists. Every motion reminded me of the abuse I suffered. Almost two straight hours, she had her way with me treating me like a two dollar hooker.
Standing up in the bathroom, I looked at my reflection as I urinated. I could make out the dried cum on my face. It looked like my lips were frosted with cum. I remembered the horror, she had shot cum on my face. Wait she shot cum?
I was dizzy turning on the shower, normally I work from home, remoting into work. However we had the CEO of the company in on a visit, to see the new launch of an application that's on deck. I was giving the presentation, seeing how I developed almost all of it. I had to actually go into work.
The idea made me instantly nauseous, as the fear of what happened would show, allowing all to see it. They would know what she did, while looking at me with disgust. Bile continued its rise and I dispelled the contents of my stomach. My vomit still had the flavor of whatever she called cum. It's salty bitter burn will haunt me. I hoped I wouldn't do it again.
I started the shower and stepped in. The cold water helped wake me. I started rinsing the orgy off my battered body, letting the water coat me. Adding the hot water, I grabbed my body wash and started to lather soap over my body. I thoroughly washed every inch below my neck. I left the lather on to insure all evidence was cleaned off. I stepped away from the spray to soak off the filth. I had to shampoo my hair twice to get the cum out.
Astonished by the amount of the dried crusty crud. Things were getting weird now. It seemed my hair was a little longer. My chest was sore and appeared to be swollen. Finally after a good scrubbing I managed to get all the cum off. Quickly rinsing so I wouldn't be late today.
I turned the water off and opened the frosted glass door. I must have gone sheet white, my jaw falling to the slate tile beneath my feet. There she stood blocking any retreat from the bathroom.
She wore a corset that looked like it was made of "plinal" (you know the mix of plastic and vinyl). It laced up the back, was black and showed all of her massive cleavage! It covered her from nipples to her tight tummy. With a deep cut down the middle. A fraction if an inch tighter and she'd have to peel it off. Boots made with the same material came to her knees and had six inch spikes on the heel. The gloves she wore covered each arm to the fingers. Matching the rest of the outfit.
Her right hand held a paddle, it was about four and a half inches wide and roughly an inch thick. Several holes were drilled, through the solid oak littering it's surface. It whistled when swinging it. It blistered whatever it came in contact with. My bare, wet, hairless body. Oh my god I no longer had any hair below my neck! I began to cry as the paddle struck my bare ass. I shook involuntarily, tightening the cheeks of my ass.
After her first swing the electricity of pain bolted up my spine, making me shutter. Just below her pierced navel the fourteen inch, ebony cock was hanging between her legs it looked so real, it even bounced with her motions. I looked at it in shock, and became self conscious and ashamed.. I was about to tell her this had to stop, but my courage was gone. It was the biggest cock that I've ever seen. She laughed when she noticed me staring at her new toy.
"Ok you might pretend you don't want me to fuck you with this big cock again! You want it, don't you sissy? I know you liked being fucked by it, you came so many times! You loved it. If you're a good girl, I'll fuck you again." She laughed.
She softly pushed on my back bending me over the vanity. Fear overtaking me I shook uncontrollably. Easily penetrating me, she began to fuck me again. She was anything but gentle.
Turning my head to look at my wife as she spoke. There was nothing left but ice behind her menacing eyes. It caused adrenaline and fear to fill me. My heart felt like it was going to beat its way out of my chest. Her laugh made the hair follicles tingle and rise giving me goosebumps. The amount of goosebumps gave the impression I was aroused by everything being done. Her laugh reminded me of the sound nails made when dragged across old school blackboards.
