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Vanilla Crossover #2 Gràinne slumped pulling on the handcuffs; her breathing came in short pants, and her heart pounded in her chest. The conflict in her was evident. Even with the ‘terrible’ treatment, I had subjected her to, she had cum — and cum harder than she had experienced before. It should not be. She was angry and humiliated at her body’s betrayal. With tear-stained eyes, she watched as I crossed the room and picked up a dildo and Hitachi wand from the table. The dildo made her eyes widen — it was black, thick and ten inches long. Even slippery wet as she was, she could not imagine being able to take that size of a dildo inside her. Yet the thought increased the flow of lube from her cunt. She licked her lips in anticipation, hoping I had not seen the act. I had. In her mind, I knew that she was more afraid of the vibrator. She knew very well how it affected her cunt — and more to the point her clit. Her nipples and slick cunt pointed to her highly aroused state. Her mind fought to control her rampaging emotions. She could not allow herself to give in; to give herself over to this perversion. I chuckled as I played the vibrator over painfully erect and still clamped nipples. Gràinne struggled and tried to move away from the toy. Several sharp tugs on the clamp chain made her shriek as the vice-like teeth of the clover clamps tightened on her nipples. I slapped her tits hard. She cried as the clamps bit. Her huge tits knocked against each other exacerbating her pain. I paused for a moment, laid the vibrator on the floor, smiled and walked back to the table. I could hear her sigh of relief. It was short-lived as I returned holding a sturdy wooden spoon. I could see Gràinne’s quizzical look as I approached. The spoon was hefted and brought down on the soft flesh of her tits. She screamed. “You fucking bastard!" and shrieked as I repeatedly beat her tits, raising deep red blotches and weals over her breasts. I love wooden spoons. They are cheap and leave such beautiful marks on tits and asses. I knew her tits would look hot the next day — at least they would to me. I switched the spoon to the vibrator. This time Gràinne’s exposed clit was the target. She twisted like a puppet suspended by the handcuffs. Unable to close her legs because of the spacer-bar between her ankles, her cunt was wide open; her clit large and very vulnerable. The smell of cunt filled my nostrils. “I hate you,” she moaned as her clit experienced the intense, unrelenting vibrations of the Hitachi. Her thick thighs and belly quivered, and her tits trembled as the Hitachi played on her clit. She bit her lips, trying to forestall another orgasm. She sighed with a mixture of relief and disappointment as I withdrew the Hitachi. I did not want her to cum — at least not until I permitted it. I waited. To Gràinne, it seemed a long time. It was only seconds. The wand was pressed against her clit again. She convulsed. Once again, it was withdrawn as she approached orgasm. “No,” she begged. Over the next fifteen minutes, I took her to the point of cumming over and over. “Fucking let me cum, you sadistic bastard!” I looked into her deep green eyes. Along with fear, there was more than a hint of lust. I knew her body was pulsing with the surging chemicals of raw sex. Lifting up the big black dildo, I rub the long, ribbed shaft between her legs, coating it in cunt honey. For an unguarded moment, her labia enveloped the rubber cock. Her thighs pressed inwards, enjoying and gripping the cock. She recovered and released the shaft. A smile in her eyes mocked me for her small victory. Then she shuddered as I grasped the dildo and driving it upwards forced open her cunt. The dildo’s bulbous head thrust its way inside. She breathed deep, relaxing her cunt muscles as she attempted to manage its thickness as it forced its way further into her sopping wet cunt. She moaned as her body responded against her will as the dildo moved up and down — fucking her cunt. The temptation to grind down on the thick dildo overcame her defenses. Her ass rippled as she pushed down to meet the cock’s upward stroke. “That wasn’t too bad.” She said it with a look of triumph. I snorted. “Slut, only one-third of its length is in your cunt. You always fantasized about a black cock. Consider this your practice session.” “God no!” Fear returned to her eyes as I shoved the ridged shaft upwards. Her body juddered with each penetrating thrust. Tremors radiated through her body causing lovely undulations of her belly, thighs, and tits. In and out, slow and fast, but never soft, the black rubber cock mercilessly fucked her cunt. Tears rolled down her cheeks at the hard penetrations. Her cunt would be bruised. She would walk awkwardly and with discomfort for a day or two. It would remind her always of her cunt’s use. I slid the dildo from her cunt. It was soaked with her milk. Before her, I licked the shaft genuinely savoring her juice and taking in the fragrance. “Want some, ?” I asked. She shook her head. I ignored her and placed the dildo head against her lips. “Suck it, slut.” She shook her head at first. Her tits still throbbed from the wooden spoon, reminding her that she would likely be punished. She opened her mouth. I watched as she sucked the head and licked the juice covered shaft. At first reluctant, she soon was gobbling the dildo — she had discovered a liking for cunt. Her body shook and trembled. I smiled and took the dildo from her mouth. Her lips followed it until it was out of reach. Her big tits pushed forward, straining for someone to use them. Her throbbing cunt screamed for attention. She writhed, helpless to intervene. “Oh fuck,” she gasped as I rubbed my cock over her fleshy mons. The warmth of a thick, warm, blood-engorged cock on her mound almost made her cum. I slipped it between her thighs. Rocking back and forward my cock played along impossibly engorged lips. “Fuck me,” she whispered. Her voice was husky with desire. “I want you. God help me, but I want that cock inside me.” I smiled and pushed my cockhead into her slippery cunt. “Yes, yes. Fuck me. Take me. Any way you want. Just take me. Use your—” She hesitated before saying, “—slut.” “Not yet, ,” I said as I took a pace back. “You fucking sadistic bastard. I never want to see you after this.” “Yes, you will. You’re a slut. You want my cock. You want my hands on your body.” I walked around the back of Gràinne and took a long moment to admire her lovely round ass. I recalled how it bounced up and down as she walked and the sexy sway of her hips. The temptation to squeeze the bubble cheeks was irresistible. I did and played my cock along her ass crack. My shaft glided over a cleft well-lubed by sweat. She moaned. Quickly I reached around her and unclipped the nipple clamps. “We don’t want your nipples falling off.” She grunted something obscene but was delighted at the partial relief from her agonies. On my knees, I pulled her ass cheeks apart exposing her hole. Her ass muscles clenched and unclenched reflecting Gràinne’s uncertainty of my intentions and her body’s unholy pleasure at being treated with such disrespect. The puckered shithole was too tempting to resist, and I knew it was very sensitive. I licked the wrinkled hole, my tongue moving in slow circles, enjoying the taint. Soft farts escaped from her. I found the smell of her hole appealing. She moaned and pushed her ass against me. I probed her hole with my long tongue. She gasped, repulsed but her body demanded more. I sucked and licked her anus, while my fingers fucked her cunt and played with her clit. Whimpers of shameless pleasure were interspersed with vulgar swearing. She had reached the tipping point. “Fuck me.” The hoarseness of her voice made my cock jerk. I stood and rubbed my throbbing shaft over her ass. My hands encircled her and pulled and kneaded her tits. “Fuck me,” she pleaded. My hands slipped down a body glistening with sweat, halting at her broad hips. One hand rubbed her ass, and then a finger slipped into her hole. Soft husky keening showed her desire. The fingers — now two were in her hole, slowly fucked and stretched her hole. “Fuck me,” she begged, “I want your cock in me. Fuck your , please.” In her state of advanced euphoria and lust, Gràinne rocked to the rhythm of my fingers fucking her hole. She felt my hard cock throbbing against her ass and fully expected me to fuck her. “Fuck my cunt.” The pleading in her voice made my cock throb. She felt precum ooze from my pee-hole, and my fat, purple cock head rim her hole, lubricating it, preparing it. She was mesmerized — until the realization of what was to come dawned on her. “No. Not that,” she sobbed. The thick cock penetrated her tight, virgin hole making her scream. She whined as the shaft forced its way deep into her dark passage until she felt my balls against her ass. Holding her hips tight, I took sadistic pleasure in fucking her hole. Deep, long and hard thrusts took her anal tunnel and made it mine. The musky smell of her shithole mingled with that of her cunt. Ignoring her pleadings, I plunged in and out. Her ass trembled with each lunge. Her tits swung to and fro. The pain that throbbed in the soft flesh of her tits became a vital accompaniment to the insistent fucking of her hole. It was when she ground her ass against me, bearing down with each inward thrust that I knew she had tipped over the line between vanilla and kink. I also knew she would… could never go back. She shouted, “Fuck my hole. Fuck this slut. Ruin me,” as she conceded the battle to the wanton desires that bubbled through her body. “Cum in my hole, Sir. Fuck me harder. Hurt me. Cum in me. Please.” For the first time in our session, I acceded to her request. Thrusting hard up into her, cum gushed from a cock that had been screaming for a long time for release. The fucking became more comfortable in the wetness of her cum-filled hole. Big ass cheeks slapped against my thighs as my stabbing got faster. Cum oozed from her hole, dripped over my cock, and down her ass crack and her legs. “Fuck, that feels great, Sir. Your thanks you.” I pulled from her oozing hole and unclasped the handcuffs. Weak, she fell to her knees and turned to face my cum-dripping cock. “Slut.” “Fuck yes, I am a slut.” “.” “Fuck yes, I am a .” “Then you know what to do.” She smiled, licked her lips and reached out to take my shit-streaked cock. Slowly, she wanked and squeezed the thick shaft. Spurts of cum splattered her face and tits. Purring like a cat, she used my cock to rub cum into her skin. It was my turn to moan at the attention of her tongue and lips. She looked up and smiled. “Let your fuckmeat clean you.” I groaned once more as my cock was gobbled up by my slut, enjoying the sight of her head bobbing up and down and the touch of her hands on my cum-soaked balls. I smiled, it would not before long before her cunt was fucked — but not before more pain was administered. Please check out my blog 1ToUseUHard |
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