Paul Gable - Whips and chains for mom

"No, no, don't… don't touch me with that thing," she stammered. "Please, I'll do anything."

Her head was shaking, spasms racing up and down her spine. Her tits drew up, the brown tiny tips hard and glowing. Her belly tightened and spasmed, the eruptions tormenting her body rushing down to her cunt.

"Sure you will. After this thing brands you, you'll do anything. But I ain't gonna stop. You're gonna be mine, and the iron's gonna prove it."

Joan sobbed, shaking her head wildly, tugging at the restraints as she watched Chuck withdraw the poker once again and drop it toward her thighs. The hot iron was glowing between her thighs. Again, Chuck was careful not to touch her flesh or cunt yet, grinning hellishly as more of her cunt hairs shrivelled down to her pussy. Chuck was sliding the thing down toward the bottom junction of her cuntlips, watching as the woman froze, waiting for the killing touch.

"My Christ, no, you mustn't. You mustn't touch me with that… aghghghhbghhhhh!"

The heat was baking her crotch, licking at her clit, making her groan while clenching her asscheeks together like two tightening fists. Even as she screamed and begged for mercy, Joan wandered what horrible painful delight the hot, hard poker would bring her.

Chuck dropped it two inches to the left of her pussy, letting the curved bottom end of the disc rest against her thigh. Joan screamed and screamed, her voice threatening to tear out her throat while her body jerked and twisted against the restraining bonds. At the same time, exploding over the massive spasm of pain, came the first contraction of her climax.

"Yghghghghghghhbhhhh!"

"You love it, you Goddamned bitch, you love it, don't you?"

"Yes! Yes!" Joan admitted, screaming the answer through her teeth.

"Then take it!"

Chuck's hand trembled again, the disc dropping down toward her clit. The woman let out another howl, feeling the inferno curling into her cunt. It passed through her humid fuckhole, searching for and finding her clit. It was like a hot, sucking mouth. The heat of the iron knifed into her bloated fuckbud, fondling it, dragging it, spiking it until Joan thought she would surely lose her mind. And when Chuck touched her clit with the disc, quickly withdrawing it, Joan felt madness sweep over her. She was no longer a human being. She was something else, something transcending humanity while her clit came and came and came!

"Yaghghhghghhhhh!"

Even as she screamed and yammered, she wondered how she could stand such intense pleasure and not die from it.

"Take it, bitch!"

"Yes, yes, all of it!"

Chuck suddenly withdrew the iron. Joan felt stunned, shivering, wanting to reach for and embrace that glowing thing with her thighs. Chuck brandished the iron, holding it close to her face, then throwing it back into the bowl. The woman winced, hearing the metallic clink of the iron striking the sides.

"This is the time to fuck you now, baby. This is it!"

"Now! Yes now! I wanna cock! I wanna cock!" Joan screamed, while the big man untied her ankles.

She stared wild-eyed at him, her senses over whelming her as he climbed onto the stone slab and threw himself onto her body. His brutality, the way he slapped her, pinched her, knocked her thighs apart with his knees, everything about it thrilled her! Joan cried out, her arms aching, her shoulders throbbing while he centered his cockhead over her cunt. And then in a second be had buried his full eight inches into her cunt, thrilling her cit again with his huge fat cock.

"Yaghhfhfhhfhhhh!"

Joan jerked from side to side, spreading her thighs wider, jerking her ass up from the stone slab. She felt hatred and delight and pain all combine into a heady mix, sending her into wild spasms of delight. Chuck shoved down hard, his ass shaking while his ankles rubbed against the stone. Joan thought her back must be a mass of cuts as he slammed her again and again against the slab. He thrashed her with his body, his groin grinding against her cit. And then suddenly he reared up and tensed, filling her with his jizz.

"Yaghghhghfhhfhfffff!"

Joan climaxed again, this time her cunt squeezing down hard on his shooting cock. She thought of the iron, of the bonds, of everything he had done to her, and her cunt cinched down hard as each wad of spunk shot into her fuck hole. When he was finished, Chuck shook the sweat from his head, bracing his hands on either side of her shoulders and pulling his cock from her slackening cunt. Joan was exhausted, a whimpering mass of abused flesh as she lay there, her arms still bound to the sides of the slab.

"Baby, this is only the beginnin', man. You and me, we're gonna meet again real soon and take care of this itch," he said, stumbling off the slab, then hefting his big balls with one band while scratching his cock provocatively with his other band.

"Oh God, God, what've I gotten into?" the woman groaned, thanking God that at least her daughter Shari bad been spared meeting this kind of man.