Visibly trembling you pick up the plate from the floor in front of you and then stoop to pick up the banana also. You walk the plate to the dishwasher eyeing the banana lying wet and glistening on the plate. Without thinking you reach for the video camera left on the counter and reversing it while flicking it on to record mode and facing you. Then with loving slurps and smacking of your lips you start to eat the banana skin and all. After all you don't know how long it will be before you get to have such a delicious meal again.
PART 4 – BRADLEY ENTERS REBECCA'S WORLD
As you finish putting the dishes in the dishwasher clad only in your 5 inch red high heels, bent over and naked, keenly aware that you are giving a lewd display of your nakedness to anyone that were to walk pass, you take the time to marvel at the events of the last 14 hours.
Your body has been possessed by the most intimate cravings and you have had mind blowing orgasms the likes of which you could never imagine. Although your body has been through so much during the night and you have forgotten how many times you have come, you feel refreshingly alert and so in tune with yourself, you have forgotten how long you have since felt so content. Yes there are blemishes and hurts on and in your body but it has all been worth it. Just the mere thought of some of the depravities you have been subjected to makes your pussy churn with renewed excitement and your vagina positively liquefies, as you consider your immediate future, held captive and naked in your own home.
You realise you have remained bent over the dishwasher as if in a dream and unconsciously you right hand has snaked its way towards your groin where it has started to tentatively play with your clitoris and your moist opening. Your legs are slightly spread and your palm can feel the heat emanating from your furnace like cunt. You gasp from your own touch and closing your eyes you picture yourself bent over and been forcibly taken from behind. Helplessly you start to openly masturbate right there in your kitchen.
Suddenly you feel a presence in the room and with an audible gasp you open your eyes to see him standing behind you in the kitchen doorway watching you brazenly pleasure yourself. You blush slightly even though he has seen you in far more embarrassing situations this morning. You remain frozen in his stare bent naked over the dishwasher, legs taunt and sculptured in your high heels, the middle finger of your right hand embedded knuckle deep in your slick wet pink gash and your anus exposed. Your anus is still moist from his recent deposit of semen and continues to leak slowly from the confines of your rectum. As he stares you remain transfixed liked a child caught with his hand in the lolly jar. You start to tremble slowly wondering why you should feel so daunted and commandeered by his presence.
"So slut you just can't wait, can you," he says in a muted voice thick with lust from his position by the door.
All the time staring lewdly at your bent posture taking in the obvious slickness of your open vagina and the winking eye of your anus as it pulses under his gaze.
"Even after everything we have been through you still find the need to touch yourself and make yourself come – you are nothing but a raving nymphomaniac, a slut that can't get enough. I bet your would fuck a rolling pin if you knew it would satisfy your cravings if only for a moment".
Outwardly you are stunned by his accusations but deep down inside you know that what he says is true. With crashing realisation you suddenly acknowledge that yes you do crave his touch, his abuse, his harsh words, the fulfilment to come over and over again as if seeking that one final orgasm that will be better than the last. Your body can't get enough of being treated like a whore and a slut. Made to reach beyond your known boundaries and to pursue that heavenly blissful orgasm that makes you feel like the centre of the universe, as if all the power around you becomes totally focused on the exploding pulsing core of your sexuality. It is as if you have suddenly been released from the restraints of your humanness and you know that you will go to any length to attain that feeling of total and overwhelming bliss he can invoke on your body time and time again. He is your drug and unlike any physical drug, the pleasure is better and better every time he gives you a hit.
He has obviously showered as you can see his hair is wet and his body glistening from his recent wash, also he is naked. Raising proudly from the junction of his muscular thighs you watch as his penis fills with blood and slowly rises erect before your very eyes. Obviously he is getting excited looking at your lewd and naked display. His circumcised cock lengthens and grows, the hard shaft filling with blood and the soft plum at the top turning first a deep red then purple as his cock hardens further. You watch as his balls move slowly within his scrotum and you can imagine his nuts working overtime to produce yet another portion of his manly essence that you have come to crave and desire.
You notice for the first time that his scrotum and genitals are shaved bare like your own and it appears that he has freshly shaved them in the shower just now. There is a pinkish tinge to his skin and your mouth moistens just thinking about lathering his nut sack with your tongue.
Suddenly as if woken from a spell you realise he is walking slowly towards you, his cock bouncing with each step he takes. As he closes the distance between you his right hand comes around to grip his cock momentarily trapping the blood in it and make the whole shaft a vibrant purple column of flesh. As if in a trance you slowly squat further towards the ground providing him with an unimpeded access to your womanhood. Your hand is still on the front of your pubic bone and as you slowly start to withdraw your middle finger from your sodden snatch he yells at you
"STOP! Leave your finger in your cunt bitch!"
Mortified by his sudden outburst you quickly jam your finger back into your love tunnel feeling you're puffed up cunt lips squelch around your hand.
You guess that he intends to ravage your arse again while you finger your cunt and the thought of the act makes you groan with desire. Looking forward towards the kitchen bench you reach out one hand, holding yourself steady, preparing your body for the invasion of his manhood. You feel him reach forward and grip your waist at the hip and suddenly the heat from his loins bathe your hand and rear end as he pushes his gripped cock against you.
You moan as you feel him push his rampant cock down and the soft hard plum of his cock glides over your slick outer lips. Precum from his piss slit burns your fingers as it drools out onto the back of you hand. With mounting trepidation you feel the head of his burgeoning cock slide back up the length of your quim and lodge deftly into the opening to your pussy currently clamping rhythmically on the digits of your single finger twirling in its depths.
He leaves his cock lodged there as your pussy rages like a furnace and exudes droplets of hot liquid fire from inside your cunt, your muscles pulsing, slowly pushing the moisture from within out to coat the head of his penis with your juices. The hand that was previously holding his penis comes around to firmly grip your waist on the other side and holding you steady he keeps his penis lodged in the entrance to your pussy.
As you are held steady and unmoving you feel the heat of his prick on your hand but more noticeably you feel the plum of his cock head pulse against the lips of your cunt. The head seems to grow fractionally then diminish slightly creating a throb between your legs like you have never experienced before. As his throbs escalate you hear him grunting in time above you. In turn you start to moan your desire and need to be plunged upon his rampant hot hard meat. To be soundly fucked until you both explode in bliss and lust crazed euphoria.
He watches as your hand on the bench whitens from the fingers clenching the edge and your arm starts to shake from the strain of holding the current position. Still lodged in the entrance of your molten cunt his hands slide sensuously up both sides of your body. Lightly brushing over the soft orbs of your tits, tweaking the hard red nipped ends of your teats, then up under your armpits they finally come to rest on the tops of your shoulders, either side of your neck.
His fingers curl and grip your shoulders tightly as you hear him inhale a deep breath and hold it as if he is preparing to jump across a great divide. Involuntarily you do the same and draw a deep breath, your lungs swelling with oxygen and your tits expanding as they hang dripping with perspiration beneath your taunt and highly-strung body.
Then as he exhales, the air whooshing from his mouth, he gasps in rapture; his hands almost crush your shoulders as he impales your steaming creaming cunt on his steel like cock. He knocks the wind from you and your head spins at the sudden onslaught as his cock fills you completely. The juices that have been gathering in your cunt bathe his cock like a hot velvet glove, gripping and milking his turgid length as it plummets into the depths of your cunt.
As he slides in the fingernail of your middle finger, still pressed firmly into the folds of your pussy, rakes like a nail against the underside of his cock making him shiver and tremble as it bumps and glides over the contours of his flesh. It scrapes and etches a trail of pain/pleasure right down the length of his throbbing penis. He stops only when he is fully immersed into your languid sopping snatch, his hard packed scrotum pressed against the back of your hand, the plum of his cock head pressing insistently against your cervix trying to gain entrance to your womb, and the petals of your labia splayed and spread over the root of his cock.
The hot juice like nectar in your pussy is forced along the length of his cock and squeezed out through the lips of your sodden pussy to slowly drool down your hand and coat his scrotum. It makes his nut sack glisten and gleam like wet leather pulsing and writhing as if it is filled with bubbling molten lava trying to escape.
Expecting him to withdraw and hammer into you, you are surprised when he just holds you tight against his thighs, clenching your shoulders in a vice-like grip. His cock throbs in your snatch which in turn causes more of your come to force its way beyond the tight seal between your labia and his scrotum. You can feel him make small jumps against your arse as his nuts move within the confined space between your legs bumping the back of your hand. He is a like a dog who has been fastened, as if against his will, into a bitch on heat by the 'knot' at the base of his penis, not allowing him to withdraw until he has completed the task of filling his mate with his seed.
A devious idea enters your mind and in a slow and deliberate motion you insinuate your finger deeper into your quim until you can push your hand no deeper. Straightening your finger within the confines of your pussy and accompanied by audible squelching noises you feel the vein running underneath his cock pulsing against the sensitive skin of your finger above the quick of your finger nail. Then with cunning decision you lengthen your finger completely. Confirmed by his gasp his body suddenly going rigid as you push your fingernail into the skin of his penis insinuating it under the roll of skin just beneath the plum of his cock head, against the hyper sensitive glans than you know so well.
