Jon Reskind - Sir Launcelot volume 1

He grinned down at her sadistically. "You called me a snake, Lily… remember?" he said with hardly a movement of his lips.

She didn't speak and suddenly he leaped on top of her, straddling her thighs as he began to slap her lush, full white buttocks again and again, then her ribs and back, again and again and again, bringing out hot, red marks on her soft, satiny flesh. He could hear her crying into the coverlet and he hunched down, his hands wedging beneath her on either side to clutch at her breasts… to squeeze and twist them cruelly, finally pinching the elongated hard nipples with demented viciousness and she wailed loudly from the pain.

"Oh God, no… please no!" she begged, but her words only served to incite him more.

He jumped off her and grabbed up the ebony statue from the bedside stand where he'd left it, then threw himself back onto her. He planted himself between her full white thighs, resting on his knees, the delicious slit of her pink, naked cunt open to him, and he stretched her soft buttocks apart so that he could see her rosy anus. Then, all of a sudden, he began to wield the long sleek statue down her buttocks with fury, letting it sink in, raising thick ugly welts across the soft white flesh of her ass.

"Snake, am I? You bitch! You cunt! You cock sucking slut!" he screamed wildly. "You'd rather be dead than have me, you said! All right! Now, we'll see… because you're all mine to play with, you miserable dog-fucker! All mine… you hear? You hear? Mine!"

And then in a frenzy, he pressed her legs as far apart as they would go with the bonds securing her ankles and jammed the head of the statue at her tiny, defenseless anus. She screamed and writhed furiously… but vainly as the wooden figure's head popped inside the strained, pink raised ring of her sphincter and began to penetrate with the heavy pressure he was applying. His teeth clenched and a savage grin contorted his hawk-like face. Her half-muffled grunts and moans hammered against his ears like pleas for more, and he gave it to her, his eyes blurring in his crazed frenzy, the ebony figure reminding him of a blackman's great cock as he plunged it savagely in and out of the pink, clinging hole between her luscious white buttocks, watching the incredible stretch of the slit in her behind with eyes that blazed.

At last, when she was nearly out of her mind from the barbarous attack on her anal passage, he bent over her and grabbed a pillow, stuffing its size and weight between her spread thighs and wedging it against the protruding base of the statue growing out of her lewdly stretched ass-hole, so that she couldn't, by straining, force it from her passage, then he crawled to the head of the bed and faced her, forcing his feet and legs down beneath her outstretched arms until his crotch rested below her face, and entwining his hand in her long hair he jerked her head upright until with clenched, tear-filled eyes, she was facing him.

"All right, you filthy pig!" he spat. "You like to play with double dildos, but your final act to night is going to be the real thing. Suck that prick, damn you, and eat it like you've never eaten cock before!"

Lily had never known such horrifying agony in her life. She was no angel; she'd had pricks in her ass before… but dear God, there'd never been anything so demented, so shamefully torturing as this degrading act he was committing upon her. She felt the hot tears gushing from her eyes as the pain spread and made her stomach convulse with a sickness that rose in her throat. She had stopped jerking and struggling, realizing in dazed panic that her only respite from the torment was to lay deathly still, for it was useless to resist the depraved attack of this lust-crazed animal whose only desire was revenge and satisfaction of his warped passions. The pain was almost unbearable from the huge object he had thrust and locked into her rectum, and if she moved but the slightest it only served to force it deeper into her, expanding the tight resisting channel to more inhuman widths.

At first, when he tried to force himself beneath her, she endeavored to fight him, but that, too, was useless. She was nothing more than a lowly slave… all she'd ever been really, since she'd come to work for Max Bovino… only now she'd been tossed to the slave-driver for his plea sure… and there was nothing in God's world she could do to help herself… only try to please this sadistic reptile… Resigned, she let him open her lips with his fingers and slide his heavy cock into the warm, wet sanctuary of her mouth. She felt it slither up the length of her tongue, filling her mouth completely with its fleshy hardness. He held her head firm with his hand wound in her hair and began to fuck upward into her face viciously, causing her to gag as he rammed and forced her head down until his rod went half way into her throat, its full-length almost disappearing between her soft, ovaled lips. She struggled for breath and he laughed brutally as she managed to desperately catch small gasps of air on her every upstroke.

Oh God! she moaned inwardly, the very helplessness of her position racing through her half-drugged mind as the earlier, animal excitement she had felt, weirdly began to trickle through her once more, causing an unexplainable masochistic hunger to start churning in her belly, and a low animalish moan escaped from her lips around his cock that she suddenly found herself sucking with enlivened ruttishness. Subconsciously, she began to undulate her lewdly impaled buttocks, pressing back against the wedged pillow between her thighs as she clenched and unclenched her rectal and cuntal muscles at the hard, foreign shaft boring deep into her obscenely gaping anus.

She found herself sucking more hungrily, if hatefully, at the hardened prick in her mouth, her cheeks hollowing and bloating lewdly with his vicious up-sawing moves, while her tongue began to explore its ridges and wrinkles, licking wildly and swirling about the blood-engorged head, the tip probing uncontrollably into the tiny seeping split at its end. She couldn't conceive of what was happening to her… the driving carnal desire in her befogged mind was without basis… yet to suck and lick at his continually expanding cock until this vile pig whom she hated with prodigious loathing, pumped his lascivious hot sperm down her throat was all that she could suddenly think of. Just that singular thought alone had instigated a mounting pressure in her own loins, as if she were sadistically going to draw the very sap of his existence from the core of his foul being in punishment for the hate-filled, sweet, agonizing, pleasure-torment be was subjecting her to… and then, he was abruptly pulling away from her, jerking her head upward by the hair and drawing his glistening rod from between her hungrily clinging lips.

"Wait you fucking bitch!" he hissed, slapping her face hard when she refused to let go.

The blow did little more than rattle her already jumbled brain. She whimpered at the loss of his prick in her mouth, feeling a sense of denial at vengeance, and she spat at him, then showed her clenched little teeth in an expression of vicious hatred.

"You filthy snake!" she hissed. "You filthy fucking snake!"

Silk wiped her spittle from his face and squirmed from beneath her, half-grinning, half-enraged in his lust. He went to the foot of the bed and untied one ankle, then one wrist on the same side, holding it so that she couldn't reach down and extract the long, bulky statue that protruded obscenely from her unbelievably stretched rectum. He rolled her to her side and jumped onto the bed once more, lying inverted before her, so that his cock was again shoved at her face while his own mouth was perfectly situated before the pink hairless slit between her legs.

At first, Lily started to kick at him with her freed leg, but he quickly subdued the effort by slipping his arm beneath it, forcing her leg up over his side where he could hold it securely, the move exposing her whole crotch area to him and causing her cunt to flower open, the moist coral hued flesh a scene of delight to his blazing eyes, while the salacious sight of the ebony figurine growing out of her wide stretched rectum and up between her luscious white buttocks, offered a contrasting color spectacle that set his perverted lust-twisted mind into a spasm of depraved glee.