Robert Vickers - Summer in bondage

"…yes!"

"Good. Now I'm going to fuck this ass of yours. It looks mighty pretty to me. I want to feel it all around my cock. I want to sink balls deep into your shit-chute. On your hands and knees. Now, dammit, now!"

She quickly obeyed. She was frightened. She knew what the pain would be like. But somehow, this was different for her. It wasn't like the time Big Dick had fucked her. Or the time Burt had screwed her up the ass.

They weren't half the man Harry was.

"Ummm, you got a nice, firm ass. The flesh is so nice and white." He took a big hunk of it between thumb and forefinger and twisted until the teenager yelped in pain.

"Please, Harry, please!" she begged.

"I told you to shut up! And I mean it!" He landed a flat handed swat on her upturned bottom. The fierce red of his handprint appeared on the smooth skin. He continued spanking her until her ass was completely criss-crossed with the marks of his fingers. He laid his hand on the tortured butt. He felt the heat radiating out from the inside. It made him hard knowing what he was doing to the girl.

She was crying but he ignored it. She didn't enter into his plans. She was only a convenient socket to plug his dong into. He had to get her out of his life and treating her like a whore, like a slut, was the only way he could do it.

If he could enjoy himself doing it, so much the better.

He crouched behind her and put his hands on the insides of her soft thighs. "Spread'em wider," he commanded. "Now, damnit, spread those legs, now!"

He planted another stinging slap on her already rosy bottom. She choked back a sob. He was pleased with the result. After he finished with her, she'd go running off and he'd never see her again.

Moving forward, his eight inch dong pressed into her tight asshole. The crown was pressing firmly into the anal muscle when he suddenly felt himself being sucked into her depths. The muscle relaxed and he shot the entire eight inches up her rectum.

He gasped. He was surrounded by the tightest passage he'd ever found. His entire prick was being squeezed as if it had been shoved into a vise. The heat was intense. He was certain he would be charred to a blackened nub.

The thick slabs of her asscheeks pressed so hard on his cock, he almost came. His shaft was totally surrounded with female flesh so tight and hot, he thought he'd fucked into a glove filled with boiling hot lave.

The teenager let out little animal-like noises. He couldn't hear her. The blood was pounding with the intensity of the ocean's surf in his ears. His heart raced wildly. He was breathing hard. He felt himself growing stiffer as he remained inside her ass.

"God, so tight!" he moaned.

"Please, Harry, go on! Fuck me! I… I like you in me! Fuck my ass as hard as you want!"

He couldn't believe he was hearing her. Not after the stories she'd told him. She couldn't mean she wanted her ass abused again. He imagined he could feel the thin trickle of blood already welling up round his plug of cock.

He had ripped her open again.

Yet, that was something that puzzled him. He had just leaned a little bit into her. It had been her sudden relaxation that had sucked him so forcefully into her guts.

She had let him in!

She wanted him to fuck her butt spin! He was shaken by the thought. Then he decided it couldn't be. He was mistaken. If he reamed her ass out hard enough, she'd be reduced to a cringing, tearful mass of shaken teenage flesh.

He began moving back and forth in her back tunnel. He felt her rectum clinging to his flesh with every movement. He jerked the entire eight inches of his dong out, then slammed it home again. His balls banged wetly against her cunt lips. The juice leaking out of her snatch got onto his balls and tickled.

He wondered if she was getting off on this. If she really did want him fucking her up the ass. There was only one way of finding out, and he was going to do it.

His body arched as he drove forward again and again. He felt the friction mount all along his prick. He was in the tightest, honest passage he'd ever found. It stimulated his dick immensely. The fires of lust burned brightly in his body.

He fucked her with all the wild abandon of his own teenaged days.

Summer took each and every thrust. They rattled her teeth they came so hard. She was filled to overflowing with his prick. It was stretching and pulling her apart from the inside out. But his time, she knew how to handle the immense cock.

She was able to relax enough so that the pistoning prick wouldn't make her bleed. She was being warmed by the driving cock. It set off a depth charge in her belly that couldn't be denied. She was getting hotter and hotter for the man. She needed his cock inside her. It didn't matter what passage he fucked.

She would have just as soon have him fucking her mouth or her cunt as her ass. It didn't matter to her. He turned her on in a way she'd never experienced before. She loved him. She would do anything she could to make him happy.

If this was what it took to make him happy, she would willingly submit to it. Besides, since she had learned how to take prick up her back, it wasn't so bad.

In fact, she was getting to enjoy it. From a virgin ass to an experienced one was simply a matter of time. Harry fucked her faster and faster. She warmed to the passage of his eight-inch prong of pleasure in her bowels. She needed – desired – his white-hot cock.

"Fuck hard! Come in me! Cream my guts, darling!" she cried.

Harry was lost in the throes of passion. His cock was expanding. The tiny drop of pre-cum fluid was whipped away by the searing journey of his cock all the way up her back passage. He was ready to blow apart.

His balls spurted out gout after fierce, hot, creamy gout of jism. He jerked awl bucked and drove even further into her body.

All too soon, he felt his cock deflating. Like a limp hose, it fell out of her asshole. Mixed with his cum was a tiny bit of blood. He was sure that he'd hurt her enough that she wouldn't ever want to be around him again.

"How was that, slut?" he asked.

Summer collapsed forward onto the hard pallet of the bunk. She wiped away tears and sweat from her face. She rolled over and looked up at him with adoring eyes.

"It was great. Thank you, dear. I love you so much!"

"Damn it, what does it take to get you off my case? I try to fuck you in the most humiliating way possible so you'll get out of here and what do you do? You fuckin' thank me! Goddamn it, woman, what does it take to get rid of you?"

"Harry, I want to be with you. Why don't you want me around?"

He tried to explain. Summer simply wouldn't listen to reason. He tried to tell her that she would be in the way. She promised she wouldn't.

Finally, he gave up.

"All right. Stay with me. But I promise you, I'm a mean bastard. When I get real mean, I don't hold back. This was just the start."

Harry hoped that would scare her off. When it didn't he had to start working on some way of really getting her off his back. With a germ of an idea, it began to grow until he was sure he knew how to get rid of her.

No girl would stick with him when he did what he had in mind. No one.

They were driving along the highway at twenty miles over the speed limit. Summer seemed fascinated by the gears and the shifting Harry had to do to get the huge truck up the steep grades.

"How hard is it learning to drive a truck?" she asked.

"Not hard."

"How long did it take you?"

"I apprenticed for a year, then I was out on the road with a couple others guys for some long distance work. Call it another three or four years."

"So you've only been driving full time for about five years? And you do it so well!" The girl sounded absolutely happy that he was able to learn so quickly.