Then, with surprising strength, Zack reached his hands behind her back, her buttocks and picked her up, pumping into her standing up. Jamie had to cling on to his neck with her arms and to his waist with her legs in order not to fall on him. Perspiration covered their bodies as they slid against one another, belly button against belly button, her nipples against his well-developed chest. Zack began sucking on her neck again, swirling his tongue against her smooth skin. Jamie could feel his tongue at her collar bone, slowly tracing its way up to the nape of her neck. The nerve-endings there screamed in her head as she groaned, revelling in the sensation. Her arms gripped tighter around Zack’s neck as he increased his rhythm and intensity. Jamie began to squeal uncontrollably just as Zack’s breathing became short and sharp.Soon, both of them were lost in a frenzy of passion. Jamie thought she had died and went to heaven. Suddenly, she didn’t care about Darryl or even Zack fucking her, the tension between her legs were giving her so much pleasure, building up to a point when she felt that she was going to explode. ‘Ahh…fuck me! Oh! More, more…’ she cried, losing all rationality as the animalistic need for sexual fulfilment took over. Zack intensified his strokes even more, moving in and out like an overworked piston until finally, with a triumphant grunt, Zack came, shooting a powerful jet of hot semen into Jamie. Jamie felt his cum fill her womb, coating the walls of her cunt with hot, sticky fluid just as she herself came, convulsing and moaning uncontrollably. Slowly, her spasms subsided and she slumped on Zack as their cum began to drip out of her vagina, trickling down his legs. Both of them crumbled unto the floor, spent. But Zack wanted more.
Lying on the floor, with Jamie’s wet body still entwined around him, Zack thought of what to do next. After catching his breath for a few seconds, he picked up her limp body, set her on her feet and spun her around. He made her bend over the table so that her buttocks were sticking up a little. ‘You know something, Jamie?’ Zack panted ‘I’ve wanted to do this since the day I saw you.’ Zack sneered as he put his hands on her tight ass and caressed and massaged it roughly. Jaime hardly moved as she was already spent. Mischievously, Zack flicked a finger into her pussy to ‘wake her up’. ‘Ugh!’ Jamie jumped at the sudden touch, which sent shivers down her spine. Then, without warning, Zack brought one hand down hard on her puckered ass. This brought her fully out of her daze. ‘Aargh!’ Jamie yelped. This was the hardest smacking she ever had. Smack! ‘Please, no more…’ she begged. Smack! ‘Aargh!’ Darryl never went this far before. Zack stopped and looked at her derriere. What a pretty thing. It was well rounded and tight and every slap Zack had made had caused its flesh to ripple enticingly. Zack resumed the spanking, but this time, for every hit, he caressed and massaged her ass, soothing it a little before delivering another stinging shot. He turned a deaf ear to her pleas and continued to beat her as if she was a very naughty girl. By, the time he was done, Jamie’s buttocks were reddish pink and her face was wet with streams of tears.
Zack held her face in his hands and regarded her. Fortunately, she wasn’t wearing much makeup or the tears would have made a mess of it, he thought. ‘Oh, don’t cry…’Zack said pseudo-sympathetically as he began to lick the tears off her beautiful face. ‘Ugh’ Jamie tried to turn away but was too weak to resist. He turned her round again and bent her over the table. ‘No…no more…please...’ Jamie begged. She had lost all her feistiness and defiance.
‘It’s ok, I promise, no more…’Zack said, almost gently. Jamie should have known that he had something else up his sleeve. His hands began caressing her buttocks again, but this time, his fingers found their way into her anus. Jamie’s head snapped up at the invasion. ‘Oh please…no!…’ Zack replied, amused. ‘You have little choice, Jamie.’ With that, he continued to probe her anus. ‘Urgh…’ Jamie could only endure the outrage. Strangely though, she felt turned on by it. Zack certainly knew what he was doing and he was good at it, she thought. Suddenly, she felt the tip of his penis at her anus, circling it like a predator waiting for the final kill. ‘No, please…it’s going to tear me apart’ Jamie made another desperate attempt to stop him. Zack’s response was to ram his cock into her, almost burying her to the hilt. ‘Aaah…’ Jamie screamed for the second time. The pain was intense as he had entered her without any form of lubricant but she could only grit her teeth and endure. Zack fucked her ass relentlessly as he did with her pussy. One could hear the sounds of their bodies as they slapped against each other. Jamie pleaded with Zack to stop as the pain had become unbearable. Zack didn’t listen. Instead, with one hand, he reached in front of her and entered her pussy with his fingers. He then found her clitoris and began playing her. ‘Ah!..oooh…’ Jamie shuddered and moaned, her body tensing up and trying to find strength to react to its sexual calling. With the other hand, Zack twisted her head towards him and started kissing her, licking at her lips and cheeks. Then, the hand slid down and roamed her body, eventually ending at her breasts, teasing her nipples to hardness again with his fingers. They humped in that perverse position for what seemed like eternity. Before long, Jamie, being teased front and back couldn’t withhold any longer and with a wail, came again. Her knees almost buckled as she convulsed violently, but Zack held her up. Zack continued to fuck her in the ass until he came too. This time, the cum spurted into her ass in short bursts. Both slumped on the table after that, fatigued.
Still not fully contented, Zack lifted her whole body by her waist onto the table. He climbed on and immediately began to fuck her doggy-styled. By this time, Jamie could no longer protest. She had been broken. She had lost her spirit of defiance and had submitted fully to Zack. Anything that he wanted to do to her, he could. Zack knew this and decided to set her up for the final humiliation.
He stopped and stood up and ordered her to do the same albeit facing him. Jamie was barely able to stand as the pain in her anus was still stinging. ‘Kneel’ he commanded. Jamie knelt gingerly, her face was in front of his semi-erect penis. She knew what was coming. ‘Lick it’ Zack said. ‘No, please…’Jamie tried to give one last attempt to avoid what to her was the ultimate sexual humiliation. ‘Do it,’ Zack said coolly ‘And I promise no harm will befall Darryl, or you for that matter, and everything will be forgotten.’
Reluctantly, Jamie held his member in her hand. It immediately came to life. She gave it a lick. 'Oh...'Zack groaned with pleasure as he felt her tongue and the coolness of her saliva on his heated cock. Another lick. ‘More…’ Zack encouraged, emotions beginning to build within him. He gently held her by the hair and pushed her face against him. Jamie could smell the faint scent of sweat and sperm as her nose got buried in his pubic hair. She felt sick but she knew she couldn’t say no. Hesitantly, she took him in her mouth and began to suck. Zack moaned louder this time and pushed her a bit more. The feeling of her wet lips around him felt so good and her teeth teased his cock even further. Soon, her head was bobbing slowly up and down his shaft. But Zack, not content with her tepidness, began to thrust against her, building up speed. Jamie almost gagged, but endured it as her final humiliation. ‘Look at me!’ Zack commanded. Jamie looked up at him, her doe-like eyes were an expression of mixed feelings: humiliation, lust, pleasure and guilt. Zack stared back at her triumphantly as he raped her mouth. Then with a final grunt, Zack erupted. The come flowed almost endlessly, filling Jamie’s mouth, forcing her to swallow. Then, Zack withdrew his member and spurt the remainder of his semen on her face and body.
Zack almost collapsed from sheer euphoria, but managed to recover a bit of his poise. He stepped down and regarded Jamie, lying on the table, exhausted and sobbing softly, her body glistening with sweat and other fluids. Even in her ragged state, she looked beautiful. He reached for his bottle of champagne and placed it on the table. He thought for a while. 'To hell with the table.' He held Jamie in his arms and put her down on the table, such that she lay spread-eagled across its length. Jamie glanced at Zack. ‘No more, please…’ she uttered weakly. ‘I know…’ Zack said in his kindest voice yet. He then uncorked the champagne bottle and began pouring its contents all over her body, washing away some of the sweat and semen. ‘Ugh’. Jamie arched her back as the ice-cool liquid glided across her heated body, filling her crevices and pooling at her belly button. Zack poured some on her face as she grimaced. He then grabbed a nearby cloth put it beside her. ‘Clean yourself and you can go…I will do what I can for Darryl…this time.’
Jamie recovered moments later, cleaned up, put on her clothes and left quietly. The people at the centre were giving her the usual stares, but none of them would have known what happened in that room. A fact she was thankful for.
As she walked into the night, Jamie thought about Darryl and the home that she ran away from to be with Darryl; it was the home of a good, middle-classed family with strong religious upbringing. She had chosen the ‘exciting, rebellious’ life and that night, for the first time, she wondered whether it was worth it.
