John McKeon - Bondage slave wife

Finally Greg threw the whip aside and crawled on top of her, pinning her shoulders and spreading her thighs to expose her hot pussy to his huge erection. He pushed his swollen cockhead into her pussy slit. She felt her cunt gulping at his knob like a hungry mouth, obscenely trying to suck it completely inside her. She felt his hips tense and then the force of his body as he drove his cock to the hilt in her pussy with a single savage stroke.

Even with the lust and eagerness of her own arousal burning through her pussy, she was not prepared for the viciousness of his first thrust. She felt her breath forced from her lungs. Her pussy felt as though a mammoth club had been rammed inside her. His cock filled her like nothing she had ever felt before. She feared her pussy would be literally ripped apart by his cruel penetration. But as his hips began fucking his cock in and out, she felt the suction of his knob pulling and pushing at her insides with an erotic movement that made up for the initial cruelty.

"My cock feels good inside your hot pussy," Greg said. "I'm going to fuck you until it hurts to even close your legs. Ummm… your cunt will be in shreds before I'm through with it." He pumped his cock in her pussy like plunging a pipe. His erect cock pulsed with each thrust, fining and stretching her curt to the maximum.

Even though her body lusted for Greg to continue raping her flesh, she didn't like wanting it. "Stop," she begged. "Your cock is hurting me!" But her legs locked themselves around his hips and her heels pounded into his buttocks, encouraging him to drive his cock even deeper and more savagely into her pussy.

Greg became like a mad man, stabbing his cock into her cunt as hard as he could. His fingers twisted and pinched her nipples. His teeth bit and chewed her neck and cleavage. "I'm going to cum inside you," he said, increasing the speed of his cock fucking into her pussy. "I'm going to fill your cunt with cum. Ummmm… Ummmmmmm. Here it comes. Agggggh!" His cock thrust to the hilt and began gushing his hot semen into her pussy.

Honey felt his knob spitting and pulsing, stretching her cunt sleeve even tighter as his balls emptied themselves into her body. Load after load of viscous fluid filled her pussy until it oozed in thick gobs from her ravished slit and smeared down to her ass crack. He moved his hands to her butt and spread her cheeks so his thumbs could find her anus. Cruelly, he stabbed both thumbs into her ass.

She felt as though a second cock was raping her ass. His thumbs fucked in and out of her asshole, stretching her sphincter with sensual alternated strokes to his cock. The feeling of her ass and pussy being raped at the same time brought Honey to a state of erotic arousal that brought her immediately to an intense climax. She screamed and bit and clawed at his shoulders. "I'm cumming!" she cried. "Oh, I can't help it! I'm cumming! I'm cummmmmmming! Aggggh!"

Her orgasm gripped her and tossed her pussy shamelessly into his savage cock. The feeling of being impaled by his spitting cock added to the excitement rushing through her flesh like hot liquid. Her climax went on and on. Her pussy lips sucked as thirstily at his cock as he gobbled at her tits. And when they finally spent themselves, they lay exhausted in a perspiring tangle of limbs.

Finally, Greg pushed himself to his knees. He wiped his cock and dried it on Honey's thighs. He milked his cock for a final drop of cum and wiped that off on her thighs as well. He stood up. "You realize," he said, "that this is only the beginning. I'm not ever going to let you go. I'm going to take you some place where no one will ever be able to find you. I'm going to fuck your brains out."

The door opened at the top of the stain. Honey looked up to see Jay step onto the landing. Mother, man with a slightly familiar look followed Jay down the steps. As the man moved closer, Honey gasped in horror. He was the Justice of the Peace who had performed her marriage ceremony, dressed in faded jeans and a torn sweat shirt, he certainly did not look like a Justice of the Peace now.

Honey tried to hide her nakedness as Greg turned and watched the two men walk down the stairs. "What are you doing here, Ramsey? I told you and Jay to wait for me at the new place."

Ramsey kept his eyes feasting on Honey's body as he responded to Greg. "We were wondering what was taking you so long to bring the girl out to see us. You promised me a piece of her ass a long time ago." He rubbed his crotch obscenely. "It's about time you paid off."

When she realized they were definitely planning on taking her some place else, Honey felt her heart pounding wildly. If they took her out of the house, John would never be able to find her. "I'm not going anywhere with any of you," she blurted out. "If you try, I'll scream and scream until some one hears me."

The men exchanged glances. Jay offered a solution: "Ramsey can stay here and watch the girl while you and I drive into town and bring the van back. We can tie Honey up and gag her and cover her up in the back. It will be no problem to drive her out to the desert then."

Honey saw the look of lust twisting Ramsey's face into an evil mask of desire. She shivered at the thought of being left alone with him. She kept her hands covering her pussy and breasts. But when they all agreed to the plan, she was dragged naked up the stain and into the kitchen. She was surprised to discover it was morning.

Greg and Jay did not leave to get the van immediately. They ordered her to fix breakfast for them while they sat around the kitchen table making jokes about her nakedness. As she moved back and forth from the stove to the table, fixing their breakfast, she tried to think of a plan of escape, but she could not concentrate the way they teased her and pinched her each time she passed close to one of them.

Ramsey was the worst. He followed her back and forth, his hands constantly touching her ass or her pussy or her tits. "As soon as Greg and Jay leave, I'll have you all to myself," he taunted. "I'm going to screw you like you've never been screwed before."

Honey shivered as his hands stroked her buttocks. Greg and Jay kept laughing as Ramsey continued humiliating her by probing into her most intimate places. He brought a length of chain up from the basement and padlocked it around her ankles so she was forced to take tiny steps from the stove to the table as she was forced to take tiny steps from the stove to the table as she set out the food. And when they started eating the eggs and bacon, Ramsey made her stand in the center of the kitchen and pose for them as though she were a marble statue.

Honey's ordeal with Ramsey started as soon as Greg and Jay left to drive into town for the van. Ramsey unlocked the chain from her ankles and padlocked one end around her neck. The free end dangled against her breasts. Ramsey used the chain to lead her into the living room like a slave. "I'm going to teach you what pussy is for." He stripped away his clothes and began rubbing his large cock.

Honey stared at his cock with fear racing through her tits. She felt her pussy quivering and burning with terrifying anticipation of what waited for her. "Leave me alone," she begged. She tried to run from the room, but he grabbed the chain and pulled her back. She tripped and stumbled between his spread feet. She looked up at his cock and balls as he pumped his shaft into a monstrous-looking erection.

"Suck it, baby. Take it in your mouth and lick it all over. Lick my balls and cock like you were slurping candy." When Honey did not respond to him, he began twisting the chain around her neck, slowly cutting off her air. "Suck my cock or you'll never breath again," he vowed.

Honey knew he was serious. She felt panic rushing through her tits as black spots danced in her vision. At last, humiliated and defeated, she could hold out no longer. She slowly allowed her mouth to be pulled against his throbbing cock head. She felt his pulsing knob against her lips and tasted his hot flesh.