J Watson: Chained wife

"Oh shit yeah," he groaned. "You know how to do it. You know how to fucking suck a prick!"

He had both his hands in her hair as she started bobbing her head up and dawn. She was taking his cock deep into her throat and feeling the pulsating hardness. There was a sweet fire going trough her pussy as she sucked him. She could already taste some of his prickcream going down her throat.

"Oh shit yeah, baby," he groaned again. "Suck my fucking prick. You sweet pussy. You fucking whore!"

He moved his hands down to her swollen titties and back up to her head again. He couldn't seem to decide where he wanted to put his hands. He was shivering all over with excitement. He grabbed her head again and pulled her down so far that his balls were against her chin. He held her there for a few moments and she felt the pulsating warmth all through her body.

"I'd like to come in your mouth," he groaned. "I'd like to shoot my hot wad in your mouth, but I'm going to feel your pussy first. I'm going to shoot my fucking wad in your cunt!"

He made her pull her head away. He made her turn away from him and stay on her hands and knees. He knelt behind her. He gave her no warning as he crammed his thick meat all the way into her pussy. She gasped as she felt how deep his cock went into her. He started moving his cock around in a wide circle as it rubbed against her cunt walls. She kept gasping and rubbing her cunt back against him. She no longer cared that he realized she was turned on. Her pussy was burning and she needed relief.

"Fuck me," she whispered. "Go ahead and fuck me. I want to be fucked so hard!"

"You bitch," he groaned. "I'll fuck you hard, I'm going to fuck your hot little ass off!"

He reached around and grabbed her tits. Then he started plunging his cock in and out of her pussy like a wild man. Her body was shaking with pleasure as he fucked her. This was what she needed. His cock was driving deep into her pussy and it was exactly what she needed.

"That's the way, baby," she groaned. "Oh shit, that's the way!"

He took his cock out of her and she protested. But this time he turned her over and lifted her legs up until her knees were almost at her shoulders. She had never been so helpless as he pressed down on top of her and pushed his cock into her snug pussy.

"You sweet fucking bitch," he groaned.

"You hot, fucking bitch. You sweet fucking bitch!"

He plunged his big prick back into her again. He slammed her hard and his prick went deep into her belly. He started fucking her as hard as he could. His balls slapped loudly against her as he fucked her. His cum was leaking, and she started moving her ass to get even more.

"I love your cock," she screamed. "Your cock feels so good. It feels so fucking good!"

He took his cock out of her again. This time it was only to allow her to straighten her legs. He spread her legs wider and he plunged his thick cock again into her pussy. This time his body stretched on top of her and flattened her titties. He started pushing his prick into her as hard as he could.

He put his hands underneath her shapely asscheeks, lifting her up. He thrust his cock in and out of her pussy as hard as he could. His cock was stretching her cunt walls.

"Fuck me harder," she groaned.

He started fucking her as hard as he could. It felt as if his cock was hitting bottom every time he drove into her. She squeezed her cunt wails around his prick each time he thrust. She loved the feel of his fat cockhead pushing against her tight cunt walls.

"Oh fuck," she groaned. "I'm going to come. I'm going to fucking come! Oh shit, it feels good SO fucking good! I'm going to fucking come! Oh fuuuuuuck, it feels good!"

Her body twisted from the wild sensations of pleasure. Her juices poured onto his cock as he kept slamming his prick into her pussy. Sensations of pleasure went through her and she groaned softly.

"Keep lifting you ass, baby!" he screamed. "Don't stop! Keep lifting your fucking ass!"

She tried to give him what he wanted. She started lifting her ass high again and his swollen prick seemed to thrust even deeper into her belly. His swollen knob was stretching her pussy again. Jimmy's fierce young cock was growing inside her, getting ready to shoot a wad. She moved faster and felt his body tense.

"You sweet bitch," he groaned. "I'm going to give it to you. I'm going to fucking give it to you. Your pussy feels so good. So fucking good!"

He rammed her hard and his prick spurted hot cum into her wet pussy. He rammed again as his cum kept shooting thick jism into her cunt. She felt it dripping out of the sides of her cunt and wetting her thighs. She kept moving her ass until she had drained every drop.

"Oh fuck," he groaned. "You are something else, baby. You've got the sweet pussy I thought you did. Sweet pussy!"

"Wake up, sugar," Amos said. "Get up."

She opened her eyes. Amos was standing over her. She moved her arm and felt the metal pulling at her. She was getting used to being chained like an animal.

Amos unhooked the chain around her arm. He kept the silver collar around her neck and fastened a length of chain to it. She was dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a man's shirt. At least she didn't feel completely naked as she walked out of the back room into the kitchen.

She was in for the surprise of her life. Her husband was sitting calmly at the table drinking coffee. John didn't look excited to see her. He looked almost bored as he looked up at her.

"Been having a nice time?" he asked.

"I-I don't understand," she said. "What are you doing here?"

She couldn't speak the words that she wanted to say. What she couldn't understand was how he could just sit there drinking coffee after she had just gone through the most horrible experience of her life. It was almost as if he had known what was going on.

Then she looked down at the table in front of him and saw that he had been looking at photographs. Photographs of her fucking. She felt her heart pounding faster.

"Look what they did to me!" she shouted. "They raped me. They beat me. They locked me in chains."

"It's funny, but you don't look so unhappy to me."

"You bastard!"

"It was the only way, Carol," he said calmly. "These men are very good at teaching manners, in turning a proud wife into a woman who wants to please her husband. You were turning into a real snobbish bitch. You wouldn't let me touch you. I had to show you what you were really made of."

"You planned this?" she asked, feeling horror.

"I paid them to do it," he said. "Of course, Amos enjoys his work, but he did need a little compensation for his trouble."

"You're sick!" she screamed. "You sick bastard. I'm going to get everything you own for this. I'm going to hurt you just like you've hurt me." The crazy thing was the she started to feel weak-kneed as soon as Amos handed the end of her chain to her husband. It was almost as if she was a slave being handed to another master.

Her husband had a look in his eyes that she had never seen before.

"Are you taking me home now?" she asked. "Not just yet," he answered. "First, I've got to find out just how well trained you are."

"The bedroom's back there," Amos said, shrugging.

She was determined that her husband wasn't going to make some kind of fuck slave out of her. Amos was a brutal man, but she knew her husband had gentle qualities. He wouldn't treat her that way. Besides, she had always considered her husband somewhat weak. Often, she had been able to make the major decisions in the family. Now she was sure she could convince him that this was all a mistake. Then she was going to get her revenge.

But she wouldn't try anything yet. Not with Amos sitting there. She acted obediently as John pulled on her choke chain and led her into the back bedroom. He closed the door.