Henry Perkins: Dungeon wife

"Dammit, Tony!" she screamed. "I didn't tell you that you could do that!"

"Just making it look real," he said, his voice now so strange that she hardly recognized it.

"It's not real," she almost whined. "Just take one more picture from the side with me naked, then get me out of this thing!"

He stepped away, then a flash of light came again.

Debby sighed with relief. Now he would free her and she could go. She planned on running away from the mansion so fast that she didn't know whether she'd even stop and put on her clothes.

But Tony didn't come. Instead of releasing the bolt lock, he had shuffled farther around. He was standing a couple of yards away from her naked, upthrust ass.

"Gawd!" she muttered.

He had seen her pussy enough times. Occasionally, she had even let him eat her pussy to keep from having to suck his cock. It was a cute, pink little cunt, surrounded only by the faintest wisp of golden fluff. Debby's pussy had never been a shaggy one and, from a distance, the hair was so pale that it seemed to disappear.

A light flashed.

"Goddamn it, Tony!" she bellowed. "Stop taking pictures of my cunt! I won't be able to show anything like that to my friends!"

"Maybe these are for me," Tony growled. That made Debby so angry that she snapped her legs closed. On her knees, she could bear down and close her pussy. Just let him get a picture then, she thought.

A hot pain flashed across her ass. Tony had hit her with the palm of his hand.

"Ouch!" she yelped, almost not believing that it had happened. Never had he laid a hand on her in a way to cause her any pain.

"Open those Goddamn legs!" he snarled, and slapped her ass-cheeks again. "I'm going to take some pictures of your cunt and asshole if I have to spank you for an hour to get them to show."

Debby gulped. Tony sounded like a madman. And there was absolutely nothing she could do. Until he released the bolt of the lock, she was stuck in the ridiculous set of stocks. Another slap told her that Tony was serious, and now her ass-cheeks burned from the blows. Hating herself for doing it, she spread her knees and jutted out her ass. Let him get his Goddamn pictures, because as soon as she was free she was going to grab the exposed film.

It was degrading. Her lips pulled into an ugly frown and, when the lights started flashing, she tightly closed her eyes. He was back there, somewhere, peering through his camera right at the brown rosebud of her ass.

Debby's pussy blossomed open like a flower, her outer cunt-lips parting to reveal tender inner ones. And right between was her cunt-hole, partially closed by the folds of skin. Her body was deeply tanned from the Southern California sun, except for bikini marks of pale flesh. Only the bottom part of her tits were still white, showing how much of her tits the bikini left bare. On her back, the tan flowed almost onto her ass-cheeks, exposing the beginning of the crack of her ass. From there, the darkness sliced across her ass-cheeks to a slim band of white that flowed onto her cunt. If she had had a hairy pussy, some of her cunt-hair would have shown above the bikini line on her abdomen.

"You go almost naked on that fucking beach," Tony hissed at his young wife.

Debby would hardly let Tony get a good look at her pussy when they were alone, and she was almost completely exposed to her friends on the sand. More of her tits were tanned than were white, and any sunbather could ogle her flesh. It made him angry, as he stared down at her naked ass and gaping cunt.

"Tony, let me out!" she begged, worried about the tone of his voice.

She knew that she constantly flirted with her beach friends, and the bikini advertised her wares. But never had she let any of them fuck her, even though a couple of them had gotten their hands into her pants.

"You're out there flaunting your tits and large hunks of your ass, and you won't even give your husband a blowjob. You freak out when I say something about corn-holing your ass. Maybe you're saving your shit-hole for the beach bums – you're certainly showing them everything else!"

Now it was fear that held her, not worry. What did he think had been happening there on the beach? Just the innocent finger-fucking and – well, a little cunt-licking with that sexy young girl whose hard body had turned Debby on. But nothing more than that. Not much more, anyway.

His palm slapped her still-stinging ass-cheeks, igniting new fires in Debby's tortured flesh. Again and again, Tony's open-handed blows landed until tears ran down her cheeks.

"What have you been doing out there?" he screamed, and slapped her ass again. "Tell me, or I'll beat the shit out of you right here in the stocks!"

"Nooo!" she wailed in pain.

But again, the ass-smacking blows landed. She would have to tell him, just to make him stop.

"Nobody else has fucked me!" she cried, tears staining her cheeks. "A couple have fingerfucked me, but I never let them go any further."

"That's not all!" he demanded, whipping her ass again.

"I licked Angela's pussy, the little girl from Newport Beach." Debby twisted in the stocks, trying to get away from the blows, but all she managed was to hurt her hands again. "I only did it two times, Tony. I'll never do it again!"

"The boys!" Tony shouted. "What have you done with the boys?"

"Noth…" Again the pain erupted across the cheeks of her ass. "I jacked one of them off so he wouldn't try to fuck me. And once I had to suck one of them off so he wouldn't jam his cock in my cunt."

"You bitch!" Tony snarled, lashing her hips again with his hand. "You ain't never sucked my cock, and now you tell me you've gobbled some other guy's cum!"

Hands grappled at her burning ass as her his hand fell to his knees. His legs shoved hers apart and she heard his belt and his zipper go. A hard, thick shaft of fuck-meat slammed into the slit of her cunt. His cock-head nosed roughly around her cunt. With one mighty shove, her husband slammed almost eight inches of thick cock into Debby's cunt-hole.

"No!" she shrieked. "My pussy is dry. You can't fuck me now!"

"I'll fuck you right now if I want to!" Tony growled. "And there ain't a Goddamn thing you can do about it with your head and your hands in the stocks. At least I won't be fucking sand into your cunt like your beach bums must do!"

"No, Tony!" she cried, feeling her pussy-hole stretch from dryness.

It felt as if her pussy would tear. Tony's cock was big enough to hurt her if her cunt wasn't juicily prepared, and he had given her cunt no stimulation. Her pussy was as parched as an abandoned oil well, and there was nothing she could do but scream.

"Shut up!" Tony snarled, and smacked a palm to her ass.

His cock-strokes were beginning, even though the friction from the dryness was intense. Inside her cunt, Debby could feel his massive cock pull back, then slam home again. After a few more solid thrusts, her cunt finally began to react. Enough pussy-juice had formed to give some slickness to her cunt-hole. She still felt so tight that her cunt-walls were aching, but at least his cock was no longer puffing at her tender skin.

"Not so hard!" she squawked, when Tony's massive cock-head drove painfully into the back of her pussy-hole.

His cock had slammed hard against the tiny opening of her womb. It felt as if she was being hammered instead of fucked, and his cock kept beating her, again and again.

"It's too hard!" she wailed. "You're killing my pussy! Do it slower so it won't hurt!"

"Not a fucking chance!" he told her, and fucked again into the back of her cunt-hole. "I'm tired of baby fucks! This time you're going to get the hard cock of a real man."

It was the mat brutal fucking Debby had ever endured. Always on top before, Debby could dictate the strength of the cock-strokes. She could be as gentle as she wished, and could put the pressure only where she wanted it to be. But now, with her head and arms locked tightly in the torture device, there was nothing she could do but allow Tony to rape her cunt-hole. Each cock-stroke was like a piston driving into her, and with each thrust, his balls slapped at her clit.