bigger, thicker, made of hard rubber. She moaned helplessly as he inserted it, twisting, into her needful pussy. The dildo was big, bigger than Earl's cock, certainly, and it stretched her insides with a delicious friction as it penetrated her.
Her passionate moans grew louder against the gag as Earl fucked her with the rubber cock, harder, faster. As she approached the precipice of orgasm, she felt his fingers at her asshole. Beth had never been into anal play before, would have never dreamed of broaching it, and the idea was a bit of a turn off... but right now she didn't care. Let him play with her ass, as long as he didn't stop fucking her.
The regular penetration of the dildo continued as Earl's finger pushed its way past her sphincter and into her ass. It felt... unusual. Not pleasant or unpleasant, really, but she was distracted by her immanent orgasm.
"Cum for me, my little whore," Earl said, and it was enough.
She came hard, straining against her bonds, stiffening in what may have been the most powerful orgasm of her life. Earl held the rubber cock inside her, kept his finger penetrating her as she rode out her orgasm into the dull bliss of its after-quakes.
He waited for a moment, then resumed pumping the finger in and out of her ass. She didn't mind, still blissed out of her mind.
His finger withdrew, then was replaced by something else, cold and smooth. A second dildo?
"Mmmph," she protested weakly, too limp from exertion to make herself understood through the gag.
"Shh, shh, shh," Earl said. "You'll like this."
It was narrower at the base, whatever it was, working its way into her ass. As it filled her, coming to a flat base at the end, she realized that it was probably a butt-plug. She felt a little violated, to be honest -- while it wasn't something that they'd talked about and not something that she was into, she'd have strongly preferred that he--"
The thoughts were driven from her mind by the sharp impact of leather against the smooth skin of her ass. She jerked against him, But Earl was ready for her, holding her still.
"Mmmph!"
"Quiet," he said, bringing the stinging lash down across her ass cheeks again. The pain lanced through her post-orgasmic haze like a knife. Again, she tried to buck free, but again, he held her.
The blows rained down against her ass harder and faster, blending together into a hot stinging miasma that spread up her spine and down her legs. Each blended into the last and turned into a sort of white-hot aura within her, not exactly pleasure, but blurring the line to pain. It was magnified by the fact that she was helpless, that she couldn't stop him or even protest, and that just reinforced the idea that she was his. She sobbed against her gag, tears staining the blindfold across her face. She scarcely noticed when it had ended, when he got up and left, her mind in some foreign other place of erotic submission.
###
"Holy shit," Angela said. "Yeah, I'll say he took liberties."
Angela lay naked on the bed, talking to her best friend on the phone. Soothing cream had been spread over her ass to sooth the angry red welts that Earl had bestowed upon her. He'd been surprisingly tender and gentle when applying it, but hadn't offered any excuses, explanations, or apologies.
"I'd leave Henry if he ever pulled shit like that."
"It's my fault."
"How is it your fault?"
"I made him like this," Beth said, wincing as she shifted on the bed. "With the boon I requested. He was never like this before."
Angela was silent.
"I tried telling myself that I was just awakening his hidden desires, but even if that was the case... he'd never act on them like this. Not without discussing it with me first."
"I don't know what to tell you," Angela said. "I want to chew you out for blaming the victim, but..."
"I know," Beth said. "I'm just scared to see where this escalates to next."
"You think it will?"
"The terms of the boon were that his sexuality would expand... Cernunnos never
Her passionate moans grew louder against the gag as Earl fucked her with the rubber cock, harder, faster. As she approached the precipice of orgasm, she felt his fingers at her asshole. Beth had never been into anal play before, would have never dreamed of broaching it, and the idea was a bit of a turn off... but right now she didn't care. Let him play with her ass, as long as he didn't stop fucking her.
The regular penetration of the dildo continued as Earl's finger pushed its way past her sphincter and into her ass. It felt... unusual. Not pleasant or unpleasant, really, but she was distracted by her immanent orgasm.
"Cum for me, my little whore," Earl said, and it was enough.
She came hard, straining against her bonds, stiffening in what may have been the most powerful orgasm of her life. Earl held the rubber cock inside her, kept his finger penetrating her as she rode out her orgasm into the dull bliss of its after-quakes.
He waited for a moment, then resumed pumping the finger in and out of her ass. She didn't mind, still blissed out of her mind.
His finger withdrew, then was replaced by something else, cold and smooth. A second dildo?
"Mmmph," she protested weakly, too limp from exertion to make herself understood through the gag.
"Shh, shh, shh," Earl said. "You'll like this."
It was narrower at the base, whatever it was, working its way into her ass. As it filled her, coming to a flat base at the end, she realized that it was probably a butt-plug. She felt a little violated, to be honest -- while it wasn't something that they'd talked about and not something that she was into, she'd have strongly preferred that he--"
The thoughts were driven from her mind by the sharp impact of leather against the smooth skin of her ass. She jerked against him, But Earl was ready for her, holding her still.
"Mmmph!"
"Quiet," he said, bringing the stinging lash down across her ass cheeks again. The pain lanced through her post-orgasmic haze like a knife. Again, she tried to buck free, but again, he held her.
The blows rained down against her ass harder and faster, blending together into a hot stinging miasma that spread up her spine and down her legs. Each blended into the last and turned into a sort of white-hot aura within her, not exactly pleasure, but blurring the line to pain. It was magnified by the fact that she was helpless, that she couldn't stop him or even protest, and that just reinforced the idea that she was his. She sobbed against her gag, tears staining the blindfold across her face. She scarcely noticed when it had ended, when he got up and left, her mind in some foreign other place of erotic submission.
###
"Holy shit," Angela said. "Yeah, I'll say he took liberties."
Angela lay naked on the bed, talking to her best friend on the phone. Soothing cream had been spread over her ass to sooth the angry red welts that Earl had bestowed upon her. He'd been surprisingly tender and gentle when applying it, but hadn't offered any excuses, explanations, or apologies.
"I'd leave Henry if he ever pulled shit like that."
"It's my fault."
"How is it your fault?"
"I made him like this," Beth said, wincing as she shifted on the bed. "With the boon I requested. He was never like this before."
Angela was silent.
"I tried telling myself that I was just awakening his hidden desires, but even if that was the case... he'd never act on them like this. Not without discussing it with me first."
"I don't know what to tell you," Angela said. "I want to chew you out for blaming the victim, but..."
"I know," Beth said. "I'm just scared to see where this escalates to next."
"You think it will?"
"The terms of the boon were that his sexuality would expand... Cernunnos never
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