Paul Gable: Schoolgirl bondage

David was muttering terrible things in her ear – things about how he was going to fuck her and how she would love it. Annette tried to close her mind to it all.

David pulled away and looked at her. "Hot bitch. That's what you are."

The young stud reached down and cupped his fingers around her pussy, pressing the soppy nylon into her fuzzy fuck-crack. The sudden touch of his hand down there, pushing in the slick material, made the young blonde teen gasp. She arched her back again, biting her lower lip.

Annette felt his fingers curling around the elastic waistband of her briefs. He was tugging them down. In a last desperate effort of modesty, the girl shoved her hips down, pressing her ass into the mattress. David tore them away.

She was naked, completely stripped of her clothing. He was pawing her pussy, grabbing a fistful of her cunt-hair and tugging.

"No!"

It was strange feeling a man touch her down there. The long firm fingers plowed through her fine blonde cunt hairs, and the touch of his jagged nails against her thigh flesh and her clit made Annette twist against the mattress.

Suddenly David pulled a handful of her cunt hairs from her pussy.

"Yaghghghghhh!"

It was as if someone had dumped hundreds of hot coals in her cunt. She jerked her body, nearly rolling from the bed. David pushed her back, slapping her again until she pulled back whimpering.

He had one hand around her throat now, the thumb pressing into her windpipe. Annette drew both hands to his wrist, her nails scraping against his flesh. He was choking her, really choking her! She brought up her legs, vainly trying to kick him, do anything to get that horrid hand from her throat so she could breathe. But David kept his fingers around her windpipe, increasing the pressure. David released her at last, letting her cough and choke to get the air back in her lungs.

"Don't… oh God, don't do this again," Annette gasped.

Before she had a chance to recover, David flung himself onto her belly. He was prying her legs apart with those rough fingers. She felt his knees rubbing up against hers, spreading her open while that fat cock of his was rubbing up and down against her cuntal crack. He was kissing her, holding her head with both hands and dropping his tongue into her mouth. She fought him, trying to close her mouth to him. But, again, David won out. Spittle bubbled from her mouth, running down her chin and cheeks as he tongued her and dry-fucked the girl.

"Yeah, yeah, you want it bad. Gonna make sure you work for it."

He pulled off her quickly, leaving Annette panting heavily on the bed, her legs draped over either side of the mattress. She watched him, watched his blood-heavy prick swinging from side to side as he walked to his dresser and pulled open the second drawer from the top. He was drawing something long and narrow from the dresser. Rope! Several strands hung from his right hand. In a second he was back on the bed, rolling her onto her left side and drawing her hands and legs behind her.

She felt one piece of half-inch line slip around her wrists. He was snugging the rope tight, securing it with a double-hitch knot.

He pulled her legs back a little farther, roping her ankles together in much the same way as her wrists, then drawing them together. In a moment, he had her wrists bound to her ankles in such a way the girl couldn't close her knees or roll away from him. David edged forward between her opened thighs, his prickhead red-hot. There were droplets of some liquid bubbling up out of his piss-slit. Annette felt terribly frightened.

He reached down, rubbing the backs of his knuckles over her cuntlips. Annette let out a groan, closing her eyes, wondering when he was going to fuck that huge, meaty cock into her pussy. She heard her own ragged breathing become more labored as David lowered his body onto hers. She felt his chest pressing against her tits.

Again David laughed, pushing his fingers through her hair and tugging roughly. He was moving his prick up and down, making sure she could feel the full hard length pressing open her cuntlips. The tip of his cock was nudging up against her clit, bringing hotter shocks from that tiny spindle.

David hunkered down spreading her legs wide apart, Annette felt her muscles cramping from the spread position. The ropes were chafing her wrists and ankles, making the pain of being roped in that awkward position that much more intense. She strained against the rope bindings, feeling how they cut into the flesh of her wrists and ankles.

"Stop it. Oh please, it's going too far…"

David laughed again.

"Baby, it went too far the second you wanted to come up here and party."

Annette could feel that cockhead sliding back and forth, getting slippery on her own flooding fuck juices. She twisted around. Her wrists and ankles strained against the rope. And then David was back to sucking her the nipples, biting the nubs. She could feel his hot spit trickling down her side. She heard him smacking hungrily.

She felt his prick slipping back, sliding toward her swollen cuntal mouth. The muscles along her inner thighs cramped again. Curling her toes, she rubbed them against her fingertips as David prepared to fuck her.

"Don't… oh God, I've never been… been fucked before. Please…"

"Virgin? Good, baby, glad I'm your first fuck."

Annette bit blood from her lip, whining like a kicked puppy through her flared nostrils. He was starting to fuck her. David was braced between her splayed thighs, fucking all the way in. All the nerve endings were vibrating, tickling as he stretched her squiggly cuntal sheath with his massive cock.

It was a strange new feeling – the sensation of something foreign taking her over, filling her up, making her belly swell. She rolled around, feeling that cock inside her.

He was in her, penetrating, fucking in deeper! Annette just couldn't seem to take deep enough breaths to fill her lungs. And still David fucked down harder, sucking her tits, holding her down while the ropes held and chafed.

"Ohhhh, yeah, man, baby, this is the first time you been poked. Can… uhhhhh… feel that. That's all right, man. I dig virgins."

David grabbed the ropes and tugged them savagely, bending her arms and legs back harder, making the young teen groan with ecstasy and pain. Then he started fucking in deeper. In a moment Annette felt him pressing his cock up against her cherry. The young teen let out a growl, tossing her head from left to right while the pain increased terribly. It was worse than the beating, worse than the roping, the hair-pulling, everything David had visited on her.

Annette felt tissue tearing, her cherry ripping loose. Shocks of mind-splintering pain tore through her. Annette screamed and screamed, her mind going blank with the pain. But David kept shoving down deep, pressing in all the way until his balls flattened up against her crotch. Annette found herself sobbing and whimpering when her mind returned.

"Yeah, man, that was rough," he sniffed, shaking the sweat from his forehead.

"You… you fucking animal!"

"Been called worse by better," he shot back, pulling his rod down a bit, then jerking it in.

Annette shuddered. He was all the way in! She could feel his stiff cock inside her, a giant hot-iron cannon stirring her insides around. When his hands slid under her ass, lifting her a bit from the bed, Annette groaned, tears running down her cheeks. He wasn't going to give her any rest. He wasn't going to give her a chance to get used to the sensation of having a fat prick inside her.

"Yeah, yeah," David gasped at her, his hands still flat against the underside of her hips. He was jerking her around, pulling her up, then down, rubbing her crotch up against his and fucking down deep.