Jon Reskind - The unholy Master

Suddenly, Janet heard him croon with delight and gasp as he began to saw rhythmically and without the slightest mercy deep up into the soft confines of her back channel.

She dug her nails into her palms, bit at her lower lip, as slowly the pain eased a little, although it was still a mixture of hurtful discomfort and stimulation. She felt strangely wet between her buttocks, and also strangely ashamed. She was being sodomized and she knew it. She tried to concentrate on this thought, but each time her concentrations were destroyed by a skin-splitting thrust which jolted her forward and made her squirm back onto his fleshy stem that was meting out the punishment. Abruptly, she commenced to sense a masochistic joy. The pain was weirdly pleasurable. She realized she was heaving backwards to meet the forward thrust of his loins. And she was undulating her body and moving her buttocks in tiny circles. She had already begun to feel quite excited through the pain and she reached under her and scratched at his swinging balls gently, turning her face sideways just so that he could see the effect he was having on her.

Kneeling above her, Leduc watched the reddish skin of the little round hole draw back with his prick, clutching it as if it didn't want him to come out. At first, the pressure on his cock had been almost too much to bear, but now it was just tight and exhilarating, the type of squeeze that promised to draw the sperm right out of his duct with the ferocity of ground-glass at every stroke.

He gaped at his white, violent shaft disappearing right up her smooth-white, gyrating ass with each thrust. It submerged until not even a half-inch of it showed, straining wildly in that tight, resistant passage, its chunky, lust-bloated head reaching far into her soft quaking belly.

"Ooooohhhh, oooohhhh," she groaned as his pelvis smacked loudly against the softness of her twin white buttocks. The rampaging instrument was the length of an ax-handle buried to his balls in her nearly split asshole. Dear God, she was hopelessly impaled!

Leduc's testicles ached and his prick cavorted as if it were charged with exploding gun-powder each time he rammed into her, and now she was moaning and adding to his joy by the movement of her ass and the hollowing of her back. He watched her beautiful profile as his lips bared back from his teeth. Her complexion was flushed a bright red, her head turning from side to side now, her long golden hair strewn down over her sweating forehead like a mad woman… and she was panting for more. She was his… completely his! A slave, submitting to him. He could do with her anything he liked… and he did, gouging his cock into her ass and leaving it there, listening to her whine as he merely jostled his loins, moving it tantalizingly about in her passage with fiendish delight.

"Oh… yes, yes," she hissed. "Fuck it, fuck it!"

Leduc leered to himself in his fanatical pleasure. It was time now. He plunged his cock a ferocious stab and said, "Are you happy?"

"Ooooohhhh… Oooohhh," Janet groaned, a violent shudder rippling through her whole body as suddenly it was as if she had awakened from a coma to discover she was being horribly tortured by the impalement of some horrendous instrument plunging into her rectum!

Her brain raced insanely as she raised her head to gape around the room and note her surroundings. Good God! She was naked… in Doctor Leduc's examining room… on her knees… her full nude breasts hanging and dancing like two lush ripe fruits on the vine… her bottom thrust high in the air… the constant, battering invasion in her rectum continuing…!

Either I'm going mad, or this is all a horrible nightmare!

"Paul! Paul! For God's sake, what are you doing to me?"

Leduc chuckled obscenely. "It is I, Madame, not your beloved husband… and I am fucking you in the ass because you begged me to."

He withdrew his prick to the glans, then thrust it forward until his balls slapped heavily against the flowered split of her cunt in one long, slow stroke. His cock tingled; his balls were alive with fire. He could come now whenever he chose and he wanted to feel that torrent of sperm surging into her beautiful white American ass; that would be the ultimate subjugation.

"My God! My God!" Janet cried out. "You're sodomizing me! You filthy monster! My husband will kill you… Oooohhhh… He'll kill you…!"

"Please, Madame, let us not be naive, shall we?" Leduc taunted, as he began to stroke more rapidly into her, hard and fast, battering her quivering buttocks with his hips. She moaned loudly with the pleasure-pain. "Let us remember that you've been coming to me daily for these treatments. And let us not forget our need of our daily shot. We must have that or go stark raving mad, mustn't we?"

Dear Christ! He's right… he's right! I'm addicted… Paul must never know that! No! No! And… and I've been coming here every day of the voyage… letting him fuck me! It's true! It's true! Oh shit… shit… SHIT… FUCK… COCK… CUNT… it's beautiful! I love it… His magnificent cock is all the way up my asshole! I can feel it in my bowels… my belly… so stiff and throbbing…!

"Oh yes, fuck it! Ram me! Squirt your load in my asshole!" she wailed back at him breathlessly.

Her sudden obscene response to his cruel sodomy drove Leduc on like an infused satyr. He reached down and pulled her ass-cheeks wide apart, commencing to drive his pelvis into her soft, yielding buttocks with hard, vicious whaps that filled the room resoundingly. Perspiration from his now sweating face dripped into her lovely hollowing back, making it glisten in the light from the lamp above the table. His breathing came in short puffing gasps like that of a bicycle rider, his vision locked on the whiteness of her quivering body that was slipping back over his plunging cock with the snugness of a velvet glove. Mon Dieu, he was losing all control now as he sensed his great shaft growing unbelievably. His sac hung heavy with its bloated reservoir of sperm, and it must he emptied soon or burst from the excruciatingly delicious pressure.

Janet had fallen to mumbling unintelligibly beneath his pounding hips. She waggled her ass salaciously back against his merciless thrust. She wanted him to cum. She wanted him to squirt his heavy load of hot semen deep into her belly. She wanted him to split her crotch wide open and spill his sperm into her until she was completely immersed in its delicious loveliness. She could feel a sopping wetness in the crevice of her ass and there was no longer any thought of pain, or of any other thing except this magnificent cock pummeling her battered asshole. She dropped her shoulders to the thin mattress so that her ass was now raised even higher in the air, and the huge, frenzied cudgel could fuck into her at will. "Mon Dieu! Mon Dieu! It is time!" Leduc blurted, throwing back his head and groaning as he thrust his cock's full expanded length into her wide-stretched asshole, his body commencing to jerk convulsively, his mouth falling upon loosely as he clawed at her waist with harsh, clutching fingers, pulling her buttocks even wider apart for his prick to skewer yet another fraction of an inch into her.

"Fuck back! Fuck back!" he charged her.

Janet, beneath his battering attack, felt the first delicious torrents of the hot, white cream splutter into the depths of her rectum. It surged through her body with the force of a bursting dam, burning into her heaving belly like hot liquid fire. The delectable sensation touched off her own climax and she creamed as the vast gush of pleasure rippled through her, and then she could feel his hot, sticky sperm running down the crevice of her wide-split bottom to the slit of her open, throbbing cunt… and then he was withdrawing his deflated member from inside her and slipping down off the table.