Mark Carver - Aunt into bondage

"Let's go," he told her. He followed her into the bedroom, beginning to strip, hying his clothes out neatly on her bed. Next to her dresser an the large bedroom was a metal frame eight feet tall and almost fin feet wide. On each corner was a set of manacles on a chain.

Trembling, the tail blonde took off her bra and panties, leaving her high heels on. That always turned thorn on, because her lop were stunningly curved and it made her taller, which in turn made her seem more helpless when she was shackled.

Naked, Carter Hawkins' body was in surprisingly good shape for his forty-five years. He was lean and muscled, with thick grey-black hair covering his chest. In fact, the blonde realized, he was very handsome, but that made him seem more of a bastard than ever. She'd seen his family with him in public and, after seeing his prude-faced wife with her stringy figure she could understand some of his hang-ups. But the daughter! An angel, with the luscious promise of sexy beauty when she grew up.

God, she wouldn't mind a piece of the daughter herself, thought the blonde as she stepped inside the metal frame. Shivers of fear raced up her spine as he manacled her wrists first, and then her ankles. She stood naked and helpless before him, spread-eagled with her arms raised over her head and her legs parted wide.

"Beautiful bitch," Carter muttered, his breath coming fast as he gripped the hot white flesh of her ass in his hands, kneading and stroking. It was her flesh he was hooked on, the soft, creamy and succulent skin, like hot velvet to the touch. He dug his fingers fiercely into her ass-cheeks and she whimpered in pain.

He opened his briefcase and her eyes widened in fear, although she'd been through it every week for more than a year. He took out a black leather whip with seven long thong at it, caressing it in his fingers as he watched her naked tits heave with fear and excitement. Even the harshness of her pretty features was gone now and she looked like a helpless girl, except for her fantastically sensual body.

"Don't hurt me," she whispered. "Please be careful?"

He stood directly in front of her, the whip twitching it his hands, his quickly-hardening prick brushing against her moist cunt-hairs.

"You love it," ho told her, grinning. "Your cunt is wet with excitement." He reached up with his fingers to stroke her trembling tits and she shivered lewdly as he pinched the fat nipple in his fingers.

When he went around behind her, the blonde shut her eyes tightly, beginning to shudder. She just never knew what the bastard would do next. First a little pleasure, then pain, than more thrills, then more pain. She suddenly moaned as he trailed the leather thong gently up the crack of her hot plush ass-cheeks, thou lasciviously down each of her trembling inner thighs.

A scream came from her lips when he abruptly rammed a finger deep into her tight asshole, and she squirmed her hips up and down on it.

Carter's long prick was throbbing urgently now. Whore or no whore, she had been an incredibly sexy body and the juiciest am he'd ever men on a woman. For a minute he tickled her quivering anus then suddenly withdrew his finger. She gasped, craving more of the strange burning pressure up her asshole.

Hefting the whip in his hands, he began to lash her trembling white ass, hearing her sobs of pain with a thrill of pleasure. She strained fiercely at her chains, her lush naked buns squirming helplessly with each stinging lash, her soft back arching sharply and her ripe tits thrust out and quivering. But with each burning stroke of the whip, a wild thrill of excitement radiated from her loins until her cunt was soaked with her juices and she was swinging her naked ass back to meet the whip.

"Hurts! Aaaaaa! Please, fuck me now… ooof! Now! Not again, no more, please! Oooooooh!"

He suddenly reached one hand around to rub her silky drenched pussy as he lashed her ass, arousing her to a feverish rhythm of us – swinging. The pearl-white skin of her checks was covered with red welts.

"You love it," Carter panted, stinging her bouncing ass furiously, listening to her helpless cries with pleasure. "You couldn't live with out it, you beautiful bitch. Say you love it! Say it!"

"Yes, yes, yearns! Ahhh, want to come now! Fuck me, I beg you!"

Her velvety ass was a bright red now and Carter flung the whip down. He stood behind her with his pounding prick crushed to her soft burning checks, teasing her. He seized her panting tits in his hands and squeezed and rubbed them together, making her whimper with urgency, thou ran his fingers down over her fiery flea to her cunt, plunging a finger deep into the burning pussy-flesh. She squirmed deliciously on it.

"Fuck me now! You're torturing me, I'm so Goddamned hot! Ram it in, please, Carter!"

She struggled her wrists at the chains futilely, aching to grab his throbbing meat and shove it deep into her craving pussy. The hot stinging on her ass-flesh had aroused her to a frenzied pitch of desire and her ripely curved white body was drenched in a sheen of perspiration.

As much as he wanted to cruelly tease her some more, he was in a frantic state of excitement himself. The writhing satiny heat of her ass grinding against his crotch was maddeningly exciting to him.

"What will you give me if I fuck you?" he whispered hoarsely in her ear, squeezing her pussy-flesh with lewd strokes. "Will you give me another blow-job, free?"

"Yes, yes," she panted, shaking her head from side to side to vent her urgency. "I'll suck you off whenever you want, I swear it!"

"Will you fuck my dog?" he taunted her. "Will you give him a piece of your gorgeous ass?"

"Oh God, stop it! I'm so hot I could die, Carter. Yes, anything, I promise, but FUCK ME!"

He sank his teeth into the soft flesh of her shoulder in a savage bite and she cried out. Carter was so aroused over her lush, helpless nakedness he was afraid he'd come from the sheer pleasure of her burning fat ass writhing against his bushy crotch, from the silky feel of her swollen tits in his fingers.

He stepped back, clutched her wide hips powerfully in his fingers and pressed his arched prick against her fiery cunt-lips. She groaned with delight and he abruptly slammed his meat into her trembling cunt with such force she screamed.

"Oh shit, that's terrific," Carter panted, pistoning his rod brutally in and out of her luscious hot cunt. "Oh Jesus, what a fuck!"

She was slamming her hips feverishly back to meet his hotly stroking prick, clamping her pussy on it in a frenzy of blip. She'd almost come when he was whipping her ass, and now that burning glow began to fuse with the fire in her oozing cunt.

"Squeeze my tits!" she begged. "I'm going to – unnnnnnngh – come, Carter! Fuck it harder… hurt me!"

He pitted his teeth with lust as her frenziedly fucking pussy wriggled and clamped on his bunting prick. The only reason he hadn't raped her in the ass was that her cunt was so wild and flew it surpassed anything else she had to offer. And she was so incredibly sexy naked with high heels on, her creamy curves in a state of utter helplessness with shackles binding her wrists and ankles, the knowledge that he could do anything he wanted to her voluptuous naked flesh was in itself tremendously exciting.

"What a fantastic piece of ass!" he groaned, squeezing her hot tits fiercely in his fingers. His control shattered completely than and she moaned with passion as his surging cock began to gush its steaming load. He bit the nape of her neck, groaning deeply as his mad fucking strokes began to subside in spasms.

"Oh God! Go good, so wild, Carter! Oh you bastard, you really know – aooooooo – how to please a woman, mmmmmmm…"

For two minutes after his prick shriveled, she continued to moan and flex her tingling pussy on it. An intense heat spread out from her stinging ass, still a bright pink from the whipping, to her hotly glowing cunt. With so many steady customers like Carter Hawkins, she'd long ago lost the ability to distinguish between pain and pleasure. To her, they were the same.