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Binding Lust
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
He was big, very big. At least 6'8" and around 280 pounds, although
he neither seemed overweight nor particularly muscular. From the back
his shoulder formed a masculine triangle, terminating in a tightly
shaped derriere. His dark blonde hair was wavier than it would be
with about an inch cut off, slightly above the collar...
She was 5'8", a little taller than average, but not much. Her legs
were slim, but not bony. Her hips a shade wide but curved into a
sweet, narrow waist. Her chest size was a touch larger than the rest
of her shape, appearing to disrupt her balance. Her arms followed the
dancing patterns her thin, well manicured hands traced, caressing the
air while she talked, or fondling tools, a fork, a pencil, or even
the spine of a book. Framed in the patterns that her, also dark
blonde, hair formed, her face was a smooth mix of dimpled cheeks,
gray-blue eyes, and a wet pink/red mouth with thick soft lips. She'd
worn an old pair of blue jeans, and a university sweat shirt.
He'd found her alone in the library, and talked with her about dreams,
futures, the location of the retirement home the city zoned in his
neighborhood. She spoke of the classes she was in, the way her
brother drove, the movie she'd seen last Friday, the way the local
bars filled too tightly to move on Saturday night.
Neither of them seemed to care the other hadn't really heard a word
of their own diatribes. They were concentrating on the words their
bodies were speaking, not their mouths. Shortly, they left for his
home, still talking inconsequentially, uncaring about the disparity
in their conversation.
When they got to his house, he explained his folks were away for a
week. She seemed happy about this little convenience. They shared a
pitcher of lemonade. Chatting all the while, sitting next to each
other on the couch.
After a time, subjects of little or no consequence began to run out.
He leaned towards her, while reaching his hands to her shoulders. She
tilted her head upwards in to his, their lips met with a simple first
kiss. She was passionate in the second kiss, thrusting her tongue into
his mouth, and he worked his hand across her shoulders, cupping the
breast he came to gently.
"Yesssss,' she hissed as he slid his lips down the side of her neck
she offered by tilting her head away. His hand kneaded her breast
gently, trying to gain traction against the nipple.
"<lick> give yourself to me and I'll take you to ecstasy with me..." he
mumbled against her unbroken skin. He'd captured her nipple and was
working it, pinching the hardening tip with two fingers and his
thumb. The battering of her nipple was itself sending shudders of
sexual heat and desire through her.
"what <gasp> do you mean?" she could only feel the rising temperature
of his hands, exploring her body now as he leveraged, with some of
his concealed strength, open her thighs. He pressed his hard forearm
against her crotch and ground her against her jeans. She ground her
hips back. It was obvious the moment was coming, as she would if he
kept it up, that he would soon be able to convince her of anything
right now.
"I want to take you, somewhat violently. But only if you agree."
"YES!," she panted after, thinking of all her rape fantasies, "but
<pant, gasp> what about <pant, gasp> stopping if you <pant gasp> go
too far..."
"Simply shout out the name of the school. I'll stop for that."
"Okay, it's <gasp!> up to <gasp> you then" She was committed to
their romp, under his direction, frightening though it seemed.
He undressed her with vigor. First tearing open the snap and zipper
of her jeans, he yanked them from her legs with force. Leaving her
panties on, he lifted the sweat shirt over her head. Standing her up,
he pulled her arms behind her back with force she hadn't expected,
straining her muscles to their limits.
Clenching her hair in one fist, holding both wrists up behind her
back in the other, he marched her to his bedroom. Releasing her hair
only, he pulled a knife from his dresser, and cut the straps of her
bra, allowing her bountiful mammories freedom. He pressed her face
down on the bead, and picked up a strap from his backpack. With this
he tied her arms in place behind her back.
He paused. The hourglass figure before him was moaning, clenching at
the hips and groin. A loooow grooooan, came from the girl's lips with
each thrusting motion. He slapped her panty covered cheeks with his
open palm, hard enough to hurt his hand. She screamed with the pain.
He felt his manhood straining for freedom from the pants he wore.
Realizing he had her undressed, as he desired, he undressed himself.
'Everything is proportional', he would joke, when someone notice how
intimidating his physical size was. They would agree if they'd seen
his erect alter ego. He was horny and the girl before him would soon
be his vessel of pleasure.
He rolled her over his lap, pressing his prick against her tummy.
Pulling down her panties, he could make out a red outline from his
palm. "No!" she squealed, realizing he was going to spank her again.
Slap! was his response. She began to scream, he continued to spank
her. The wet dribble of vaginal fluids gave away her pleasure
receiving the brutal spanking. Her arms struggled uselessly against
their restraints. He continued to spank her until her responses were
reduced to whimpers.
He put the crying woman on her back on the bed, head near the bed
posts. Scrounging in his closet, he came out with a pair of old ties.
"Holy shit!," she exclaimed. For the first time she had seen his prick
and realized how much she was going to receive... he just grinned. He
tied her ankles up, spread wide, to the bed posts over her head,
exposing her ass and pussy while her arms remained tied beneath her.
He knelt before this feast and began to nibble at her pussy lips.
With each stroke she let out a gasp, or another moan, her head
straining to one side or the other as the sensations crept through
her body.
Plunging his tongue into her body brought an immediate orgasm
screaming from her lips. But he didn't stop. Soon she was trying to
raise her hips from her awkward position against his face. The
dripping fluids from her cunt were flowing down along the crack of
her ass to the small of her back.
While he worked her cunt, he reached both arms around her legs and
teased the nipples of her tits. He took entire fistfuls of breast,
squeezing hard, leaving finger marks over the milky skin. When he
grasped her nipples he glasped down hard, eliciting squealing gasps
of delight. When he tired of licking at her womanly delights he sat
up and saw the juices that had made her slick along her groin and
ass.
He hunched up on his knees, pushing his 10 inch cock slowly into her
cunt, until it was embedded to the hilt. She gasp in surprise,
pain/pleasure, and joy at the depth and the width the violation
achieved. Then he began to pump into her. As he did so he began to
wrench twisting pinches of her nipples. She strained vainly to free
herself from her bonds, trying to thrash wildly at the stimulus she
was enjoying so.
Within a few minutes his body was clenching from the hips, a pulse of
heat growing within. His cock was pulsing too, throbbing with the
excitement of the rising blast of semen it would soon release. He
poured out his being through the tip of his cock and heard over his
own grunting release her screaming from the pleasure. He gloried in
having forced her orgasm from her as the last residual impulses of
muscular pleasure faded.
He left her panting a moment while he went to the bathroom to piss.
When he came back, his prick started to rise again at the sight of
the helpless woman tied to his bed.
Kneeling before her raised groin again, he watched as she whimpered
still from the intensity of her experience. This turned him on so
much that his prick was stiff with excitement. Taking it in his hand,
he slid it into her dripping wet cunt again, receiving an opened
eyes, startled gasp from her. He stroked a few times getting it moist
and lubricated. Then he gently rubbed it against the pucker of her ass.
"I don't want you there!" She reacted.
"Shut up cunt." he told her.
She seemed to be thinking of calling a stop. But the excitement was
still upon her and she couldn't bring herself quite yet to stop this
man from working his will with her.
She fought against his attempt to intrude in her ass by trying
frantically to pull away or to the side. However, try as she may, the
first inch of the monstrous intrusion began. "No!" she cried. "Yes."
he responded, determined.
Slowly he wormed the large, thick, cock into her. Her rectal muscles
pushing, clenching at it with every movement. Soon he was 5 inches in
and she was beginning to respond to his invasion with not entirely
expected gasps of lust. "Yessssss..." she finally whispered.
He pressed further. She could also feel the burning sensation from his
thighs pressed against the sore, bruised cheeks of her ass. When she
noticed this contact, it began to send her back into another orgasm.
She screamed out, straining her head and neck to the side.
But he refused to let her stop there. He pressed in so that a bare
inch of his cock was still outside of her ass. She now was humping
back at him as he rocked to get the last measure up her. She was
startling as her heat rose again for another screaming/whimper ending
orgasm. He'd seen girls come several times before, but the intensity
she was getting out of this was astounding.
She was amazed that the disgusting act of having that huge oversized
cock up her ass felt so good. She almost wished he was larger so she
could have more. The invasion spread her so open she thought she must
split in two, but the pain felt so good. It should never stop, she
decided, but began to lose herself into the haze of another wrenching
pulse of orgasmic energy.
His heat still punching up from within, he had begun to make sliding
in and out motions that pushed/pulled as much as 7 inches of his meat
in her ass. He was just about out of control. He slammed away as
finally, from the base of his cock, the fluids flowed. His come was
planted 10 inches deep inside her ass, where he wanted them. As he
slowly pulled out, she screamed in a small voice of exhaustion for a
final little orgasm. His cock was milked of the few remaining drops
of semen.
He looked over his voluntary victim. She was spent. Her lips blew him
a gentle kiss, and her eyes closed. In a few moments he could hear a
light drowsing snore.
He went back out where her clothes were and collected them
together. He dropped them beside the bed, but left her tied, as she
was.
He pulled out some of his books to study, and waited.
An hour later, she stirred a little. He crawled back into the bed and
began to massage his prick. He wasn't sure he could come again but
was determined to try. He got himself somewhat hard, and began to
slip into her pussy once again.
She woke up with a sensual moan as he began to thrust against her.
With almost mechanical movements he continued to pound away, and her
eyes popped open as she realized again exactly where she was. She was
moving in humping motions, limited by the restraints he'd used. In a
few moments she announced loudly the orgasm she was having.
He deposited, immediately afterwards, a load of jism within the girl.
He untied the knots holding her legs up, nibbling lovingly on her
toes. He admired the little red painted toenails as he straightened
her body out on the bed, rolling her over to untie her arms.
"Okay, game over. Do it again, maybe later?" he asked.
"God yes!", she answered, "but my ass is so fucking sore I'm not sure
I can move. You're huge."
"Well," he said, "You'll get used to being butt fucked. I liked doing
it to you."
"Yes sir! this humble servant never knew how much she liked being
forced. Next time you needn't ask."
<the end>
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