Marvin Cox - Babysitter in bondage

"Unhhhhhhh!" Greg grunted suddenly, fucking brutally into her shitter, then holding himself firmly between her thighs. "Gonna blow your fucking shitter to pieces, bitch I… I… fuckkkkkkkk!"

When the scalding globs of cum shot into her shitter, Debby honestly thought the top of her head was going to blow off. Never before – not since that first time with him, anyway – had she had such a violent explosion of pleasure inside her body. The ripples of ecstasy seemed to dance back sand forth, inflaming her cunt and shit canals with such intensity that they seemed to fuse to the two tubes into one mass of writhing flesh.

She opened her mouth add screamed, hating her body for betraying her.

"Fuck it up there, you little whore," Greg said, hammering more of his jism into her ass. "I hope I fucking tear you wide open with my cum."

Finally, with the last burst of his cum, Debby's climax subsided to a dull throb. When reality finally came back to her, she felt more ashamed than ever. Had he sensed her pleasure? She wondered.

"Now will you take it out?" she asked quickly, although she loved the way his prick still throbbed in her asshole. "It hurts so much."

"You lying cocksucker!" Greg growled, lifting his face from hers. "You loved it. I could tell. Moving your ass like you wanted to suck my whole body up your shitter."

"You pig!" Debby screamed, her mind exploding with fury that he knew the truth. "I moved my ass because you told me to, not because I wanted it. And it was disgusting. Filthy, like you!"

"Baby, you'd better watch that fucking mouth," Greg said evenly, his eyes flashing with anger. "It's gonna get you in a whole lot of trouble someday."

"And you're in a whole lot of trouble right now," Debby spat out. "If my boyfriend finds out about this, he'll kill you."

Actually Debby didn't think anything of the sort. She didn't know how Jimmy would act if he knew what was happening. He wasn't a sissy or anything, but he was not exactly a cave man either.

"Is that a fact?" Greg said. "What's this fuck's name?"

"Jimmy Harold and he's…"

If Debby had thought she would have bitten her tongue before answering. Now he knew her boyfriend's name, and knowing the who shit he was, he might try to lure Jimmy over here. Jimmy could take care of himself, she was certain of that, but those characters out in the living room looked like they'd rather fight than eat ice cream, but [missing text].

"… he's spending the weekend at the lake," she added lamely, suddenly hoping he was.

"Well, we'll talk about your sweet fellow some more later," Greg said, slowly withdrawing his cock from her shitter. "Right now, I'm gonna fuck that sweet pussy of yours."

Although Debby realized she couldn't possibly experience any more pain than she had already, the thought of him fucking her filled her with loathing. Also, she didn't quite trust herself. If she could make her climax by fucking her asshole, she might not be able to hide the fact that she was enjoying it when he put his prick in her pussy.

"Haven't you had enough?" Debby said. "God, I feel all raw and bruised. I hurt."

"That's the point, you little whore," Greg said sadistically. "I'm gonna make you hurt so much, you're gonna regret the day you were born."

The relief Debby felt when he untied her was short-lived. He reattached the ropes to her wrists, then tied her hands to the headboard. When he was sure she couldn't get away, he kicked her legs apart and applied more ropes to her ankles. He tugged on one ankle until she screamed, pulling the end of the rope to an exposed wall stud.

"Ouch! What are you doing?" Debby cried.

"Just trussing you up, baby, to fuck," Greg said, walking around to the other side of the bed.

Again, Debby yelled in anguish when he yanked on the rope, causing her legs to spread out in a splits position. He then attached the end of that rope to an old heavy chest of drawers.

"OK, bitch, that looks pretty good," Greg said, getting back on the bed, kneeling near the foot. "You ready to get fucked?"

Debby couldn't even answer she was in such agony. Her leg muscles were so tight, she thought they were going to snap. And every time she moved just a little, floods of searing pain boiled into her body.

"Ah, sweet pussy," Greg said, slipping under her body, his head toward the foot of the bed. He lifted her slightly, then worked the tip of his cock into her gaping cunt entrance. "This is gonna be so fucking fine, cunt."

Debby coughed and choked on her scream of pain when he fucked her. And when she thought it couldn't possibly get worse, it did.

"This is killing me," she grunted. "God, can't you at least untie me?"

"Not a chance," Greg laughed. He fucked the rest of his cock up her pussy, then crushed her down on his stomach. "Ahhhhh, better than I remembered."

Debby thought for sure she had been subjected to the ultimate in terror and agony. In this position, her legs spread wide like a wish bone, and, tied to the headboard, she could feel every hard inch of his massive cock. His prick felt like a baseball bat.

Her terror, however, was just beginning she realized when she heard the soft clink of metal. She turned her head and watched him lift a pair of pliers from the floor next to the bed.

"What are you going to do with those?" she gasped, her eyes filled with horror.

"These?" Greg laughed, holding up the silver-colored pliers. "Oh, I think I'll just pinch this sweet ass of yours with them and watch you squirm. All I'll have to do is lay here and enjoy it."

Debby's lungs exploded with a fiery scream when she felt the small metal jaws bite into the flesh of her ass.

Debby flinched, then screamed again when she felt the serrated jaws of the pliers pinch her other ass cheek. What she thought was pain before, was nothing compared to the spasms of sheer torture that now riddled her guts.

"God!" she wailed, feeling drops of sweat fall from her forehead and trickle into her eyes. "Stop! God, please, dear Jesus, stop!"

Greg laughed and pinched her again, leaving a small, red welt. He knew exactly how to torture her, too. By nipping at her soft yielding flesh and twisting slightly, he could inflict the greatest pain with hardly any damage.

"Hey, you're fucking my cock real good," Greg said, watching her squirm in agony over his middle.

Debby was gasping and panting as if she'd run ten miles, her face pasty white from the electric-like jolts of pain that continued to stab into her body. Her ass felt like it was on fire, and her ass hurt so bad that she forgot all about the pressure of his cock inside her cunt.

"Please don't do that," Debby begged. "Just tell me what you want me to do. I'll do it, I promise. Anything. But, God, stop!"

"I want to hear you scream, baby," Greg chuckled. "Just like you're doing." He pinched her again, holding the flesh for almost a full ten seconds. "Like that," he whispered, his eyes glinting with lust, listening to her screams for mercy.

At last, he pulled the pliers away and placed them at his side. He then put his hands on her hips and crushed her body down on his crotch. The full length of his cock was fucked to the hilt. The pressure of his hands caused the ropes that held her legs in a splits position to stretch tight as violin strings.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Debby cried, the pain moving from her ass to her cunt.

"Now you hop around on me and fuck my cock real good, baby," Greg said, "and I won't have to use the pliers again. But I'm warning you, slut. If you don't do the best job in the world, I'm gonna stick the pliers up your ass and pull out your asshole."

Debby thought her mind was going to explode with terror. And, although pain flooded into her body like liquid fire, she knew she had to somehow please him, no matter how much her pussy hurt. The pain in her cunt was nothing compared to what those pliers had done. Her ass was still throbbing as if she'd received a thousand bee stings.