Raw Anal Lust

OK, gang, I have a question. This story has had so many different things happen in it, it has been difficult to place it in a Lit category.

Because of this difficulty, I'm asking anyone who's read it so far, to help me make a decision.

Yes, this thread is the Raw Anal Lust thread, but that doesn't mean Lit rules apply. But, when talking about submitting a story to Lit, those rules do tend to supercede my local lust rules.

If you were to categorize this story in one of the Literotica categories, which would it be, and why?

Once option is the Anal category, but I've heard that readers who like the Lit anal stories don't like any kind of bondage or forced sex situations. Personally, I don't enjoy anal, if it's too easy to get, if you know what I mean.

Another option is the Non-consent category. Although there are some non-consent sounding parts of this story, none are actually so, if you're read the first chapter.

It could also be BDSM, depending on how you want to categorize it, and how specific you want to be. So, you see my dilemma? I'm confused, and I think the story is hurting, because of it.

These are just options, and in no way should be the only categories to choose from, if you feel it goes elsewhere. I'm not trying to set any limits at all.

If you could help me out, I would appreciate my reader's input. I would also like to know why you choose whatever category you do, if you don't mind.

Thanks. This will help me, a lot!

Also, the next installment is coming any day, now.

Yep, BDSM cat.

DVS said:

If you were to categorize this story in one of the Literotica categories, which would it be, and why?

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I agree that it is BDSM. Not because of bondage but because of the way she is treated and the pain involved. She is treated like a slave in hard training to me.

I'm thinking it's bdsm-y, too.

ditto

I think the BDSM elements of the story overshadow the anal and non-consent aspects. I agree that it isn't non-consent, really, the fuck toy is getting what she asked for... more than she thought, but she's game. And the anal is just a part of the bigger picture.

Installment - oooooooooooooooooo. Goody!

If I had to suggest a category...

It would definitely be BDSM. The unique underlying thread through all the chapters is the Dominant/submissive power struggle. In my mind, the fuck toy seems to be struggling with her work "authority" (she's a bully) which might explain her need to feed the submissive inside.

I love the anal, but I really think everything is covered by the blanket of BDSM...

Love you and your mind,

Esclava

While it could fit in the anal thread.... I think that it compasses a wide spectrum of the BDSM genre and is more suited for that catagory....

Well, it looks as though the BDSM category is winning. The more I think about it, the more I tend to agree. I do think it started as an anal story, and it still has strong anal parts, the overall encompassing theme is BDSM.

Sorry this has taken so long. But, it's a long installment. I hope it gets your juices flowing.


James was slumped in the chair, and the slut was leaning back against him. Both were exhausted and obviously satisfied. Lucy and Rita were a couple of horny wenches, only getting to watch while James and I had our fun.

Lucy walked over to Rita and kissed her. Rita reached down to Lucy's crotch and found it was on fire. A lusty squeal from Lucy was another clue. I watched for a while and a squeal from Rita soon followed. Lucy had reciprocated Rita's inquisitive fingers.

It was interesting to watch those two girls. It was nothing new for them to create a party where one didn't exist. Being on the sidelines, their needs were only compounding. I had to find a way to include them. Well, I didn't have to, but when you have two lovely women on your hands, and they're so filled with lust, you don't ignore them. At least I couldn't. They could get mean!

I stood up and walked over to them. "Starting your own party, ladies? I could use your help with the slut, if you can pull yourselves away from each other."

All I could hear were moans and sloppy kisses, as they seemed to ignore me, completely. "Not interested? My cock has recovered and it's looking for a throat to shove into."

Still, nothing. "Sure, I can handle her on my own, but it's more fun in numbers. With all of us controlling her every move, she won't have a chance. She'll satisfy each of us."

I couldn't believe it. They were glued together. Rita's hand was in Lucy's crotch and Lucy's was in Rita's. Whimpering and moaning, I almost sat down to watch. I knew it would be interesting, but my cock wanted to participate. It didn't look like there was any room between them.

Then, I remembered. "She hasn't swallowed me whole, on her own, and I'll need some help putting that subbie zapper back on her."

That did it. I'd forgotten how disappointed they had been, when the zapper had been removed. I only tempted their need to control and both were eager to assist.

"Give me the remote. She'll swallow you," said Rita.

"Yeah, you just sit back and keep that lovely cock hard. We'll do the rest," added Lucy.

"No, girls. I appreciate your zest for the quest, but I will hold on to the remote. I've got visions of my slut doing an electrified dance, because you like the control. I don't want damaged goods. I'm growing fond of her and her ass is my favorite. And, I know you too well. You'll get your way, no matter what. And, even though that might be fun to watch, I don't feel like being the referee in a button pushin' match.

They expressed their disapproval, but still wanted to join in on the fun. I had successfully changed their slutty minds from a self-love thing to willing participants in the next event of using the fuck toy's body for our pleasure.

Time was wasting and I needed to keep their interest, so I gave them jobs to do. "Rita, gather all of the pieces of rope you can. We're gonna need several. Lucy, you come with me. I think we're gonna have to pry the slut off of James."

Rita quickly searched the room and gathered pieces of loose rope. Lucy and I walked over to the slouched couple in the chair. Both were relaxed, and James was smiling. I think I'd be smiling, too, if I had just experienced what he had.

I pointed to the rope tying her to the chair. "Lucy, disconnect that, will you?" She leaned down and untied it. Then, I pointed for Lucy to stand on the right of the slut, and grab her arm. I got on her left side. "Ready? Lift." Up she came, with a groan. She was happy where she was. But, James' cock had wilted, so her fun was over, for the moment. It was time for work, again.

We got her over to the desk. I picked her up and perched her on it. "Lucy, clean her up, for me. Remove the gag, and give her another drink, if she wants it. But, don't mistreat her, or I'll sit you in the corner so you can't even watch."

Lucy smiled, and went to work. I stood back and watched the scene progress, planning my own agenda of fun. I had a couple of live wires to keep in line, too. Somehow, I had to allow them some fun.

Rita came to me with several lengths of rope, and I told her to check the desk drawers for more. I looked at the ceiling, hoping to find something strong enough to tie some rope to. I wanted to suspend the slut from the ceiling in such a way I'd be able to use her weight against her. But, there wasn't anything but a flimsy overhead light. I didn't trust it, so I had to go to plan B. Well, first I had to think of a plan B.

While I was thinking, I watched Lucy with the slut. She had removed the gag and was washing her face and tits. Lucy was behaving herself. Rita found some more rope in a desk drawer, so there was enough for whatever plan I thought up. Plus, there was some still tied to the chair that James was in. Yes, he was still resting, pour guy.

Looking at that rope tied to the chair gave me an idea. Before, it was only the girl's weight and the slut's will power when she was trying to swallow my cock. If I tied her in position so she couldn't resist, I'd be able to control her. "Rita, we'll need four lengths of rope. Two pieces not too long and two long ones. I think this is gonna work out just fine."

Lucy finished cleaning the slut up, and she'd given her some water. I looked her over to see if she looked OK. "Put the gag back around her neck. I think it's better, if it's always ready, just in case."

I leaned forward to whisper into the slut's ear. "Are you having fun, slut? I know I am."

She nodded her head.

"Did you think it would be like this?"

She slowly shook her head. "No, not really."

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No." I almost saw her smile. If I had seen a smile, I think I might have come up with a plan C.

"Good. I want everybody to enjoy themselves. That's what a fuck party is for."

I stood back and smiled. She had that perfect body. Naked. Her nipples were hard and she had a glassy gaze in her eyes. Her ankles were tied together and her wrists were cuffed and bound to the small of her back. Primed and ready for the taking.

But, plan B didn't call for her ankles to be tied together and the rope around her waist could be put to better use in another way. "Rita, untie her ankles and undo that rope around her waist."

"Untie her ankles?"

"Don't worry, she won't kick you. I'm sure she knows better than to do that." Looking around, I didn't see any pillows. "Lucy, go look in that closet over there. See if you can find me a pillow."

Rita untied her ankles and removed the one around her waist. Lucy found a small pillow, and brought it to me. It was just the right size. I had the girls grab an ankle and we scooted her around, so her ankles were at the back, where the drawers were. Her naked ass squeaked on the waxed desktop.

Rita was puzzled. "Aren't we forgetting something?"

"What do you mean?"

"The zapper!"

"Oh, shit, you're right. Damn. Well, OK, go get it. We can still do it."

Rita went over and picked it up off the floor. The slut whimpered when she saw it. Rita chuckled when she heard her whimper. "Yeah, I bet you thought you were home free, didn't ya', bitch. Don't forget who it was that remembered this thing. And, I still might get another try at that red button, yet."

I got up on the table and held the slut's hips up, so the girls could put it through her crotch and hook it up. I didn't let Lucy put her cuffed wrists though the strap, because I didn't know how long she would be laying there. The metal cuffs could cut off circulation to her hands, if she was laying on them. I didn't want that to happen.

When she was all cinched up, and the plug was up her ass, I pushed her cuffed wrists to the side and pulled back on her, having her lie down on her back. I pulled her towards me, so her head was hanging over the edge of the desk. Just enough, so her shoulders were still resting on the table edge. I positioned the pillow under her shoulders and left enough for her head to rest on. I was trying to find just the right angle for a perfect throat fucking position. It looked good.

"OK, Rita, spread her legs apart and tie each ankle to a drawer handle. I don't want her to be doing any kicking."

"I can handle that," Rita said. "I'll spread the slut good and wide."

"Where are the two long lengths, Rita?" Rita pointed to the small pile of rope to my right. I checked them. "Good, these will do fine." I tossed one to Lucy and told her to tie it to her leg, just above her knee. Then, pull it back so her leg was pulled up and back. I did the same thing on the other side. We tied the other end of the ropes to a back table leg, making it so her legs didn't touch the table. The only part of her body touching the table was her ass. Her back and shoulders were touching the pillow.

My slut looked great. Her legs were bound nice and tight. She couldn't move. I did see her wiggle her toes, but that was all. Her pussy lips were visible on either sides of the zapper strap. The girls made the strap tight, so it was rubbing up against her clit. That was something Lucy would have thought of.

"OK, slut. We're back in business." I stood at her head and leaned over so I could rub her pussy lips. She moaned as my hand caressed between her spread legs. The strap covered her most sensitive spots, but I know my hand found sensitive skin. "See? I've got you just where I want you, now. Now, we can continue where we left off. Well, I mean we can continue where you left off." I pointed to a spot on the shaft of my cock. "I think it was just about here, but I know you can do better. And, this time, you don't want to disappoint me." I patted her pussy when I said that. "I might let Rita have you, if you do."

I showed her the remote. "I still have this, too. Do you remember what button we were last on? I know I do. You know, it's up to you to decide if you experience the next one."

I took hold of my cock and slapped her with it, lightly on the face. Then, I let it touch her lips. "Open wide, slut."

She opened her mouth, like a good little slut and took my cock. She sucked and licked on it. Her mouth was hot and skillful at the task. She did her best to satisfy me, even before I started thrusting into her throat. Maybe she thought I would cum and it would be all over. But, if she thought that, she was wrong.

Her tits were right in front of me. I grabbed them and pinched her nipples between my fingers. She wiggled beneath my touch, and I felt it in my cock, when she moaned. I started to slowly fuck her mouth. I watched as my cock took her mouth and I felt it when she sucked hard, on the exit stroke. She had learned that much, at least.

I rested my hands on the table on either side of her body, and let my hips do the work. Her mouth created loud slurping and sucking sounds as she took my hard cock. It was nice to watch her body tense up, as I took charge. But, she didn't lose a stroke, nor did I feel any teeth. She had formed such a good hole. She was pleasing me, so far.

Lucy wanted something to do, so I told her to watch and see how much of my cock she could swallow. I would be the judge, and Lucy could coach the slut, if it became necessary. Rita looked at me with a hopeful look. She wanted a job. I told her to go get the slut's crop and stand by, in case I needed her help. That made her happy. She quickly found the crop and ran back, and waited for instructions.

"Rita, caress her body with the crop. Do not strike her. Only caress her. Rita frowned, but complied with my wishes. I'm sure she wanted to hit her pussy hard, and watch her wince in pain from it. But, that was just Rita's way. With Rita, there was no gray area. It was either all or nothing.

I watched, as she ran the crop along the slut's legs and stomach. She tapped her pussy with it, but only lightly. Moving from one side of the strap to the other, the crop made little snapping sounds when it landed. She moved it down between the slut's legs and pushed the crop up under her ass. It made the slut wiggle. Then she twisted it, and jerked it around. From the angle I was looking at it, I'm sure she had it right up the slut's ass crack.

I continued to enjoy the slut's mouth. But, looking over at Lucy, she seemed disappointed. I think she wanted to play with the crop, but she didn't say. And, it was doubtful if Rita would give it up. She can be possessive, if not plain selfish. Those two women could often act like little girls, when they were together. I had thoughts of punishing them in just the same way, before the evening was over.

Enough time had gone by that I decided it was time to see if the slut was ready to deep throat my cock. She had it sufficiently lubed with her saliva, and she had also made sure it was sufficiently hard. I pulled out of her mouth, and leaned down to talk.

"So, are you ready to take all of me? And, are you going to take all of me?"

She nodded her head, and meekly responded, "Yes."

"Now, to be fair, this time it's a little different. I just want you to know. If you don't succeed, a couple of things might happen. First, I might have to punish you with the red button. As long as I haven't used it up to that point in time.

And, I might just give you to Rita, and let her have her fun. She's been hot for it, and I might have to give her some release. But, if I do that, it's only because you've really pissed me off. She's not looking to lick your clit. She's got other things in mind. Do you understand?"

This time, she swallowed, then nodded her head. I think the thought of being handed over to Rita had taken her breath away. I think she understood that a little time with Rita at the controls would be a very specific kind of punishment.

"So, you understand what you're to do, and you also understand the penalties. Right?"

Again, she just nodded that she understood. Her eyes told me she was concerned, but I really thought she was gonna do it. I stood back up and aimed my cock at her face. "Open up and take it all, slut." She did as she was told and I shoved myself into her mouth.

Again, I leaned on the desk, and fucked her mouth. She was putting so much suction on me that I had thoughts of just fucking her mouth until I came. But, I controlled myself, for the moment, and watched as my cock went in and out of her mouth.

With each thrust, I pushed a little harder. She didn't seem to have any problem with that. She could take it. That much was sure. Lucy was down on her knees watching everything. Up to then, she hadn't said anything at all. But, her eyes had a distinct intensity to them.

It looked like Rita was getting bored. Her work with the crop was lacking any creativity. She had no enthusiasm. Sure, she was still hitting the slut with it, but I think I had limited her style too much. She needed to be set free. I couldn't do it all at once, however. I didn't think the slut could survive that. She needed to keep her mind on my cock.

I watched Rita. She kept hitting the same areas, pussy, upper thighs and stomach. Every once in a while she pushed it down between the slut's ass cheeks. "Rita, aim for her inner thighs. Her legs are spread wide enough. And, the bottoms of her feet are sensitive, I'm sure. And, I can stay out of the way if you want to hit her tits."

"But, you said don't hit her too hard. I was just staying away from those areas, to please you. If I hit her in those areas, I might get carried away."

She wanted to please me? I think what she really meant was if she was good, I might let her press the button on the remote a time or two. Rita isn't into pleasing someone, unless it pleases her to do so. Yes, she submits, but it pleases her to submit. And, if she's in Domme mode, she always has a motive. "OK, Rita, you can hit harder. Just don't get carried away. Try and control yourself."

She smiled and went straight for the slut's inner thighs. I felt like I had signed the death warrant for the slut. A slow death it would be, too, if Rita was in charge. The slut started reacting to the stinging crop. She whimpered around my cock, but this all caused a strange reaction in her, too.

She started gobbling my cock, like a hungry bitch in heat. I couldn't believe it, but I wasn't going to protest. It felt great. But, I knew I had to keep it to myself, or Rita would give me some 'I told you so' look and my slut's body would end up nothing more than a bunch of nasty red welts.

Still, it was great. It was so great, I had trouble keeping from cumming. I tried thrusting slower, and holding my cock deep inside her throat for longer periods of time. It didn't seem to adversely affect her sucking and it did allow me to hold off. And, her sucking felt good. God, it felt real good.

Lucy was starting to breathe hard. She had changed from kneeling to sitting. Her hand was rubbing her clit. Little Lucy was starting her own little party. Rita was having more fun, too. That crop was making some nasty sounds, and the slut's body was jerking around. The whole picture was a big turn on for me. What I was seeing and what I was feeling were coming together as something special. I knew I couldn't tell Rita, because she would take credit for the whole thing. And, I'm not sure she wouldn't be right.

She moved to the soles of the slut's feet. Not only were her feet sensitive, she was also ticklish. I hadn't thought of that. Rita had, though. She ran the crop up and down her feet, and between her toes, causing the slut to giggle and shake. Then, she'd change speeds and give the bitch a couple good whacks with it, when she was off guard. If you've ever had your cock in a slut's mouth when she's giggling, you understand the feelings. It's difficult to describe. My cock was effectively a gag, choking off her giggles. I'll just say it was nice.

Lucy was getting hot. She got back up on her knees. She told me that time was wasting and I needed to push deeper into the slut's throat. I agreed with her and pushed deeper. The position I was in was a very visible one. I could see the slut's mouth forced open by my cock and her neck bulge when she tried to swallow me. And, the fact that Rita was working on her bound body wasn't lost on the slut, either. Those little submissive whimpers continued when Rita found a tender spot with that crop.

Red marks were forming on the white parts of her body. Her inner thighs were welted, and her crotch and pussy lips were nice and red. Rita wasn't bored any more. She was having fun. I think part of it was she saw a reaction to what she was doing. When the crop hit the slut's body, it jerked and twitched. That would get any dominant's blood flowing.

I heard Lucy bitching to me, again. That's when I noticed I hadn't used the zapper, yet. Not that I had to, but I guess I was just into watching Rita. When Rita cropped the slut, I felt it too, in a good way. That was an interesting combination. But, I did agree with Lucy that it had been long enough, and the slut was going to show me the depth of her throat or pay.

I pressed the green button, just to get the slut's attention. What happened next was exciting. I guess it was because her legs were bound and my cock immobilized her head, but her ass came up off the desk like it was hot concrete. And, she let out a little squeal, but my cock did a good job of squelching it.

Rita and I looked at each other. We both were impressed.

"You pressed a button?" asked Rita.

"Yeah, I did."

"What color?"

"Green."

"Green? Are you kidding?"

I laughed. "Nope. It was the green one."

Rita's eyes got as big as silver dollars. "Woah! Let's see if these ropes hold. Press the red one."

"No, the red is for punishment."

"Damn it, I'd press it."

"Yeah, but with you, everything is punishment." And, it was true, too. Rita liked being a Domme, and it seemed the slut quickly becoming a favorite. I had to keep her interested, so I told her she could hit her harder. "And what about her tits? You haven't cropped her tits, yet."

"You're in the way. I don't want to hit you."

"I said I'd stay out of the way, if you just warned me before hand."

Rita walked over and looked in her bag. She came back with two wooden clothespins. "I've got something better. These will keep her attention and you don't have to get out of the way."

Rita was always thinking. She played with the slut's nipples, one at a time and when each got nice and hard, she put on the clothespin. She made them stand straight up, so the slightest movement from the slut would make them wiggle and pinch that much more.

The slut didn't like her nipples being pinched like that, but my cock didn't let her say much about it. It shoved anything she said right back down into her throat. Then, to take her mind off of her nipples, I pressed the green button, again. It had the same reaction as before. Her ass jerked up off the desk in nothin' flat. It was so much fun, I had to do it again. And, again.

The same thing happened, each time. The only difference was after she squealed, she whimpered a little, too. Those clothespins were wiggling all over the place and it was obvious that she could feel it. But, they weren't going anywhere. When her tits moved, the clothespins moved.

I was fucking the slut's mouth pretty hard by then. And, although Rita was impressed with her idea of the clothespins, she soon got back to hitting that naked body with the crop. I also saw her rubbing her own pussy, to get her hand wet. Then she was swatting the slut's pussy with her free hand. Her wet palm made quite a cracking sound.

I looked down at Lucy. Her hands were all over her own body. I nearly had to kick her, to get her attention. "Hey, Lucy! Tell her to swallow me, or else. The time has come."

Lucy was more than ready for that. I could tell she was so hot, she could hardly stand it. But, she didn't disappoint me. She went right into her drill sergeant mode. She leaned close to the slut's ear and yelled "Swallow, bitch! Take all of him or pay the price. Open your slutty throat or your ass pays."

I started pushing hard into her, and she was gagging. I could tell I wasn't going in any further than before. I looked at Lucy. She shook her head. She held up her hand showing me a gap of over an inch between her fingers.

I started thrusting with long and hard strokes from my hips. I could feel my balls bouncing off of the slut's nose. Then, I looked at Rita. She watched as I pressed the yellow button. The slut screamed from behind my cock. Her hot breath felt good against it, and I rammed into her throat before the scream had stopped. I'll tell ya', that made for some interesting sounds. I wish I had a recording of all the squeals and screams, and then the whimpers coming from her mouth. They were very descriptive of what the slut was going through. That is, unless my cock shut her up.

I looked down at Lucy. She shook her head, again. I couldn't believe it. Maybe I was wrong about the slut. I thought sure she could do it. "Tell her again, Lucy. Make sure she knows what will happen if she doesn't do it."

Sergeant Lucy was going at it. She was yelling at her. "Suck it, bitch. Suck it down your throat. If you don't, you'll pay the price. I'm not kidding you. The red button is bad, slut, trust me. It'll make your ass hole sizzle."

I laughed when I heard Lucy tell her that. The zapper wasn't that powerful. It did pack quite a jolt, but it wasn't enough to make anything sizzle. But, because it was soft tissue, and there was such a tight fit, the contact was strong.

I was having a difficult time keeping from cumming, but she still hadn't swallowed my whole cock. I was not only disappointed, I was getting mad. Time was getting close. I pushed the yellow button again. Rita was cropping the slut's legs and still slapping her pussy with her other hand. She also started tapping the clothespins with the crop. Each time she did that, the slut groaned in pain. I felt every one of those groans, too. It was an amazing feeling.

I looked down at Lucy, and she looked mean. She shook her head at me. That was one time too many. The time had come. It was do or...um...fry. I made sure Rita was watching, and I pressed the red button. Rita laughed when she saw the slut's reaction. Her body lurched up against the ropes that held her and stayed there for about a second. Then, she dropped back down to the desk. The whole time her body was arched that way, she screamed.

But, the amazing part of it was that scream opened her throat and I shoved my whole cock in. I could hear her gurgling, so I pulled back out. But, that was progress. I hesitated pressing the red button again. I wanted to see if I could go that deep without it. I thrust hard into her, but no luck. I could tell I was going further, but not as far as when I pressed the red button.

Well, if it was necessary, I had to do it. Maybe after a little help, she could do it alone. I pressed the red button again, just as I was thrusting into her mouth again. The feeling was incredible. Her body lurched up and she screamed again. But, my cock went so deep into her throat, the scream was hardly heard at all. But, I felt it. The vibrations made my cock vibrate.

I decided to go for broke, and get the full affect from everything. I quickly removed both clothespins and leaned down, running my arms underneath her bound body. She jerked and cried out, when I removed the clothespins. But, by then, I had her in a bear hug, her cuffed arms and all. I held her tight, my face pressed up against her waist and belly button. With my ear pressed to her body, I could hear her whimpers as she gulped at my cock.

Holding her like that, my leverage was perfect. I rammed into her throat over and over. I nibbled at her tummy, and I could feel her flex her stomach muscles, reacting to Rita's crop. I looked down at Lucy, and winked. She smiled, because she knew what I was going to do.

I pressed the red button and held on for dear life. The slut's body lurched up, but not as far as before. Because I was holding her so tight, her lurching pushed my cock deep into her throat. I couldn't believe it. The sensations on my cock were nearly too much. But, at this rate, I knew it was only a short time before I would have to cum.

I kept thrusting deep into her, and she seemed to give in. She was more limp than before, as I held her there. My cock slid in easier, and there was only a little more to go before she was taking my whole cock.

The slut's body was hot and sweaty, but she was devouring my cock. She wanted it deep inside her. She wanted me to shoot my cum down her throat. I was about to cum, so I couldn't help myself. I was feeling greedy, and pressed the red button again.

That was all it took. I couldn't take any more and my cock exploded down her throat. When her body lurched up, my cock went all the way in and my cum shot down her throat with no resistance at all. I held her like that, and milked my cock. But, when I heard her gagging, I knew I had to let her breathe. I pulled out enough to let her catch her breath, and then she returned the favor by sucking the remaining cum from my twitching cock.

I kept hunching her, just enough to get the remaining feelings for my cock. She swallowed what she could, and the rest oozed from the sides of her mouth. When she had drained my cock, I pulled out. Lucy had been nice enough to pull up a chair for me to land in. I sat there, exhausted. But, I looked down at the slut's face just in time to see her tongue come out and lick some of my cum from her lips. Then she smiled.

Just deliciously wonderful! Thank you.

<--------licks her fingers.....

...after an intense orgasm!

Thank you DVS...

Esclava

Re: <--------licks her fingers.....

Esclava said:

...after an intense orgasm!

Thank you DVS...

Esclava

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Well, I do aim to please. You must have enjoyed this installment more than others. Is this true?

This thread has sure lost its punch. But, the reads are still accumulating. I guess people are just coming to read, and not post?


Or, has raw anal lust lost its luster? I can't see that happening, any time soon!

For me raw anal lust has not lost its luster, I doubt it ever will.

As for posting I do not reply to everything because I feel I do not always have something to contribute. But I do enjoy your installments quite a bit.

Pagen

Hah!

Pagen said:

For me raw anal lust has not lost its luster, I doubt it ever will.

As for posting I do not reply to everything because I feel I do not always have something to contribute. But I do enjoy your installments quite a bit.

Pagen

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I agree - good thread, I just don't always have the thought to post... do love reading, tho - thank you DVS!

DVS said:

This thread has sure lost its punch. But, the reads are still accumulating. I guess people are just coming to read, and not post?


Or, has raw anal lust lost its luster? I can't see that happening, any time soon!

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Darlin! you have not lost your punch and neither has the raw anal lust you pack... hahahaha...


Just have been a little busy... but the story is still wonderful and exciting and sexy....

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DVS said:

Well, I do aim to please. You must have enjoyed this installment more than others. Is this true?

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Sweet DVS!

I'm sorry to have been away so long. Work and other projects have kept me really, REALLY busy.

This was not my favorite installment (I really am an anal queen), but it ranks in the top 3.

Please keep writing - and I'll keep reading...

Esclava

Sorry, if you are waiting for the next installment. You see, I'm the kind of person who can write only when things are good. If there is anything preying on my mind, I can't get into the mood.

That's the case, for the last week or two. My life is maybe changing for the better. Not much, but every little bit helps. But, right now, I'm in that state of limbo, where I'm just waiting for the "yes" or "no" to come.

Being a Dom, I don't like having my life controlled by another, especially when it involves money. I've never cared for intimidating bosses and usually ended up quitting such jobs, or suffered the whole time I was there.

Anyway, I hope to have this little hurdle decided in a week or so (God, I hope so), and can then get back to thinking devious things, again.

Keep your fingers crossed for me!

DVS, I am sure that we can all understand such situations. Good luck. I will be keeping several things crossed for you!

Ooh -

I hate the land of limbo! HATE with the passion of a thousand white hot suns. I will keep my fingers crossed for you - good luck!

Well, so much for the well wishes. As of today (well, yesterday's mail, to be exact) I'm no longer in limbo. But, at least now I can get back to writing.

I hate to make statements before I know for sure, but I suspect a new installment sometime in the next couple of days, if the cool wind blows my way, and Murphy stays out of my sun.

I'm back in the mood.

I just sat there smiling back at her. She still hadn't taken all of me without help. But, she was learning. Maybe it would take a little longer because she was so slender, but I knew she would learn to deep throat, without assistance.

James sprang up all excited that it was his turn. I guess he had all sorts of ideas and he was ready to put those ideas to good use. Being the good boss type, he quickly had Rita and Lucy working on his next idea.

"OK, we need some rope. Rita, those lengths on her ankles are just about the right length. Lucy, we need two more pieces close to the same length as the ones on her ankles. Those holding her legs open are longer, but they'll do. Let's get her up off that table. And, I also want that zapper out of her ass. I'll bet it's puckered nice and tight now from all of that button pushing."

The team went into action. Rita untied her ankles, and Lucy got her legs. James helped her sit up, so he could remove her cuffs. As soon as they were off, she started rubbing her wrists. They were red and marked from being captive, just like a sub's wrists should be.

James and I were on the same page with the water. "Lucy, get her a drink of water. She's been sweating a lot, and we need to keep her fluids up."

Lucy gave him her best pout. "Huh? Why me?"

"Because you have been doing so well with it, all evening. Why should we change something that's been going so well? Just make sure you don't try to drown her."

Lucy changed to brat mode, stomping her feet with each step towards the bathroom. "Maybe I should try, so I lose the job."

"Maybe you should stop that stomping...or else."

"Or else what?"

James just stood there and looked at Lucy. It seemed to be a look she understood very well. She knew he meant business. Talk about an attitude change. "OK, I'll get her some water."

James looked over at me and smiled. I was impressed. He could control those girls with out saying a word, and he knew it. Well, they obviously knew it, too. At least I knew Lucy did.

Rita had gathered all of the lengths of rope, and gave them to James. The slut was sitting on the edge of the desk, still rubbing her wrists. She looked no worse for wear, and she'd had her share of wear.

Lucy returned with the water and gave it to the slut to drink. She could hold the glass herself, that time. Down it went, and she handed the glass back to Lucy. "More, please?"

Lucy glanced at James for just a second, then took the glass and walked back to the bathroom for more. James and Rita had moved one of the chairs to the middle of the room. He sorted out the rope, finding the lengths he needed.

Lucy came back with the second glass of water and the slut drank it down, too. Again, she handed Lucy the glass. "May I have one more, please?"

Lucy sighed and took the glass. I watched her ass, as she walked back to the bathroom. It was so pretty. It was perfect, actually.

I thought I would try and give her a bit of encouragement. "Sorry, Lucy. It must be all that salt in my cum."

She turned her head to look at me, as she continued walking. She smiled. "I'll bet you're right, Sir. That must be it." As she turned away, my eyes went back to her perfect little ass. Be still, my cock!

When she came back with the third glass of water, I wondered where all that water was going. Was the slut sweating it all out, or would she soon need a bathroom break? That would be the next question we would be asking her. Speaking for myself, I was not into golden showers.

The slut drank it down, and gave the glass back to Lucy. "Thank you."

Lucy took the empty glass and placed it on the corner of the desk. Then, I thought sure I heard her make some rude comment about a camel. Then, she and Rita helped the slut off of the desk.

"Turn around, bitch" said Rita. "Bend over." The slut bent over the desk, and stayed there while Rita took the zapper off of her. After loosening the straps, she pulled the plug from her ass. The slut groaned as it made its way from her tight ass. And, she let out a little yelp when it finally popped out.

James walked over to the slut and helped her back up. He walked her over to an ottoman he had sitting in the middle of the room. It matched the chairs in color of leather, and it was also overstuffed.

"Where'd you find that, James?" I had to know where he found that, because it was such a nice addition to the evening.

"It was over in the corner. It had some books on it. I thought it was a table, at first."

"Cool. I'm glad you noticed what it really was."

James returned to the slut. "Get on your knees and lay face down over the ottoman." She did as she was told. Her tits were smashed against the padded leather, and her head hung just over the edge. Boy, did I have ideas when I saw her body like that.

James motioned for Rita and Lucy to assist him in tying the slut's wrists to the ottoman's legs in front. He spread her legs and tied each of her knees tightly to the ones in back. When they were finished, the slut was left there, slightly struggling. The sounds of the leather against her body were sexy, too. Her ass cheeks clenched as she struggled, making the scene even more interesting. She seemed to enjoy testing her bonds. I wished it were my turn to play, instead of James'.

Rita and Lucy were both smiling. They were also eager to play. The addition of the ottoman had everybody's lust in overtime. Leave it to James to find the best stuff. He was obviously proud of his find, too. His cock was waving in the breeze.

James pulled the other chair up beside me and sat in it. He held up the riding crop. "Here, Rita. She's yours for a few minutes. Don't wear her out, though. Just get her interest flowing." Then, he whispered something to her that made her smile.

"Oh, yeah. It's about time I get to have my fun," said Rita. The look on her face was kind of intimidating. It had domme mode written all over it. I hoped James knew what he was doing. Starting Rita was easy. Getting her to stop would be a completely different thing.

"Are you sure you want to let her loose like that, James?"

"Sure, she's OK. I've given her specific instructions. She'll stick to the plan."

James seemed confident in Rita, so I was, too. James and Rita go way back. Lucy was the new addition that Rita introduced to James, and that was several years ago. I decided James' confidence in Rita was enough for me and settled back for a nice little show.

Rita walked over to the bound woman. Her naked body was something to lust for. Lightly testing her bonds, her ass clenched as she struggled. And, she wasn't gagged, so I expected to hear communication with Rita. Well, actually, I expected to hear her answer Rita's questions.

Rita walked around the ottoman, swishing the crop in the air. "OK, bitch, I'm in charge, again. Let the dance begin."

Rita tapped the crop across the slut's back and down to her ass. Each tap was a bit harder than the one before until the last couple on her ass were rather harsh. The slut's body jerked from those last two and she gasped when each landed.

Then, Rita snaked the tip of the crop between her open legs, rubbing it against her clit and pussy lips. Again, the slut reacted from the touch, her body wiggled from its touch. A slight whimper escaped her lips.

Rita reached down and slapped the slut's pussy with the palm of her hand. The slut hadn't expected that. It startled her and she said, "Oh!" Then, she twisted her head around to see if she could see what was coming next.

"Turn your head around, bitch. I told you, I'm in charge. You don't need to know what's going on. If you need to know anything, I'll tell you."

The slut quickly turned to face the front. She knew better than to go against anything Rita said. She had experienced Rita's mean ways earlier in the evening. She saw no need to rush into another experience.

Rita started to mess with the slut's mind. I think that was James' instructions for her. "So slut, you like being tied down like this, huh?" You get into having someone else in control of your body? You like it when you have no control over what happens to you?"

There was a long pause, then the slut quietly answered, "yes."

"I didn't hear you, bitch. You'll have to do better than that. I want your answers to be heard by everyone in this room." She ended her words with a slap of the crop on the slut's ass.

"Owe! Yes, ma'am. I like it."

"What do you like? I want you to be specific."

The slut had trouble with the words. She seemed embarrassed. Rita thought she was taking too long to answer and gave her another swat with the crop on the ass.

"Owe! Yes, I like to be tied up."

"That's it? I need more than that. You've experienced quite a bit here, tonight. Have you enjoyed what you've experienced?"

"Oh, yes, very much. I like someone else being in control"

"You like someone else being in control, huh? Well, I guess you're gonna like me being in control, then, huh?"

There was another hesitation from the slut, but Rita gave her another swat. "Yes, ma'am, I do."

"I didn't like that hesitation, bitch. What took you so long to answer that you liked me taking control of you?"

"Please don't take offence ma'am, but you're a woman. I prefer men, is all."

"Oh, so you don't like me, then? Is that what you're saying?"

The slut knew better than to agree with that statement. She quickly answered Rita with a very diplomatic answer. "Ma'am, I enjoy being tied and taken. I prefer men, but that doesn't mean I don't like you, too. You have a very lovely body. Both of you ladies have a very lovely body."

"Nice save, slut," laughed James.

"Yes, it was. Very nice save, indeed," Rita added. But, she had another question that wouldn't be quite so easy to answer. "So, you say Lucy and I are both very beautiful. If you had a choice, which of us would you rather submit to?"

We were all listening to this question and answer session. We also knew where Rita was going with it. She wanted to use that crop and as the questions got more difficult to answer, the slut had to think out her answers. That gave time for Rita to prod her on with a few well-placed swats with the crop.

Rita waited for an answer from the slut, but she didn't wait long. She gave her another swat on the ass. "I'm waiting for you answer, bitch. Who would you rather submit to?"

"You, ma'am, I'd rather submit to you."

Rita looked over at Lucy and smiled. She knew the answer would be different if Lucy had been holding the crop. But, she liked hearing it, just the same. "But, if you had your choice, you'd rather submit to a man, right?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Well, James is a man. And, after I've warmed you up, he's gonna come and take charge. And, he's gonna come over here and show you just how he takes charge. He's gonna take you hard. You like that, slut?"

"Oh yes, ma'am."

"He's gonna come over here and he's gonna take you hard. But, he's also gonna take you deep." Rita got down on her knees, so she was right at the slut's ear. "He's gonna take you, while you're all tied up. He's gonna fuck you hard and shove his cock deep into your ass. He's gonna make you scream. You like hearing that, slut?"

Swallowing before she answered, the slut could only say, "Oh yes, ma'am. I do like that."

"Well, it's a good thing, because that's exactly what you're gonna get. But, first, I get to have some fun."

Rita stood up and walked back to the slut's ass. "James said I could have some fun, but not to wear you out. If you think I'm wearing you out, you just let me know. OK?"

Rita didn't wait for an answer, but started swatting the slut's ass hard with the crop. All that could be heard were the nasty sounds of the crop hitting tender flesh and the resulting yelps from the slut. Over and over, Rita swung that crop. Each swat made the slut twitch and jerk.

She used it like a cane, and also found the slut's pussy, probing it softly, in-between the swats to her ass. The slut moaned her appreciation when the crop brushed softly against her clit. Her ass had contrasting red marks all over and Rita was still swinging strong.

Rita tormented her with words. "You love to have your ass fucked, don't you, slut. In fact, you can't get enough, can you?"

"Yes. I love it."

"You love getting stripped naked, tied with your ass in the air, and then getting that little brown hole of yours reamed good, with a big hard cock. Don't you?"

That made the slut wiggle her ass. "Yes, ma'am. I love it." We could see the slut was all horny for it. She wanted a hard cock in her ass. That was James' plan. He would then move in and take that wiggling little ass and make it his. I couldn't wait. It was intense.

James stood up and walked over to the bound woman. Rita saw him and told the slut it was going to happen very soon. It was only a matter of time before her tight little ass would be stretched to its limits. Then, James gave Rita a nod. She then bent over to the slut's ear to tell her one last thing. "It's time, slut. Your ass is gonna be buzzing tomorrow. You can trust me on that."

Rita came over and sat beside me. From seeing her fast breathing and sweating, it was obvious she was horny. Seeing her like that was even making me horny.

We looked up and James was leaning over the slut. He was pushing her back down with one hand, and lubing her ass with the other. The slut was twisting her head to see, but it was obvious to her and everybody else that her ass was gonna get fucked.

Walking around the bound woman, James continued the mental torment Rita had started. "So slut, I hope your ass is ready for me. I also hope all of those zapper shocks has toned it up, and you are nice and tight for me. There's nothing better than a naked woman, bound and defenseless, with her ass all lubed and ready for my taking."

He stopped by her head and knelt down beside her. "But, actually, you like this sort of thing, don't you."

The slut turned her head to his and she looked into his eyes. "Yes."

"You like the feeling of helplessness, the feeling of being taken by another with no way of stopping them, don't you?"

Her eyes were wide and bright, as she answered his questions. "Yes."

"You want it so much, it has become a need of yours to the point you have gone to the extreme to get it, haven't you?"

Her face flushed, she looked down at the floor. But she still answered his question. "Yes."

"Slut, you surely know you've come to the right place, if you like this. I for one, enjoy giving you what you want. I love seeing you in the position you are now. You are near sexual perfection, bound there, with your cute little wiggling ass presented for me.

The slut raised her head, and smiled at James. He seemed to stir desire in her. She wanted his cock inside her. She was ready. She wanted it. She wanted to be fucked.

James grabbed a handful of her hair and stared into her eyes. "But, I must tell you, I like it rough. And, once I take control, there's no turning back. See, being so close to perfection, you bring the animal out in me. I'm gonna enjoy fucking your ass so much, that I won't be concerned about anything else. I'm gonna ravage your ass and make you scream. And, if you're lucky, I'll even cum deep inside your quivering bowels."

The slut's eyes were an open book. He was telling her exactly what she wanted to hear. She wanted to be taken and taken hard. She wanted it to be rough. She loved being bound and helpless so she couldn't stop him. She licked her lips and then whispered, "Please."

"Please what, slut?"

"Please fuck me. Please fuck my ass."

James smiled and let go of her hair. Her head dropped down and her body began to squirm. Watching that, he knew she was tempting him. She was pleading with him, without saying a word. She clenched her ass cheeks, and lightly struggled with her bonds. I was speechless, so I can imagine how James must have felt. My cock was rock hard, so I know his was, too.

He dropped to his knees behind her, so he was between her bound legs. Tied wide open, he could see her pussy was wet. But, her lubed ass was his target and it was right in front of him. She turned her head to look back at him. She tensed her whole body and whimpered, as if she had second thoughts. But, James didn't have second thoughts. He was aiming the head of his cock for that little rose bud.

He grabbed her hips and held her there, as he poised his cock at her hole. She gasped at his touch, holding her breath in anticipation of his first thrust. He made her wait for it. He loved watching her lay there, wiggling in anticipation. She wanted it so badly, but he had all of the control.

She turned to look at him again. Such a needy look I had never seen. "Please? I want it."

"Suffer, slut. I'm in control. But, I do like seeing you beg. It makes my cock bigger and harder. You should see the head, now. It's gonna rip you open."

Her eyes got big and she gasped. She fought with her emotions. She wanted his cock. She started thrashing around, as much as her bonds would allow. James laughed. He really seemed to enjoy the show she was putting on for him. When she saw her little rant did nothing, she collapsed into a whimpering mass. I guess that's what James was waiting for.

He took her while she least expected it. He thrust deep into her, as she lay there. Unsuspecting, she tried to tense up when she felt his cock invade her, but he was already deep inside her before she could react. His body slapped against her ass cheeks and his full weight was on her. He rested his hands to the sides of her body, holding on to the leather of the ottoman.

Then he let all his weight rest on her, so he could whisper into her ear. "Now, slut, you know how big I am. If you make me happy, I'll get even bigger before I cum in your ass. Whimper and beg all you want. I love it. Cry or scream if you want me to be even rougher. Tense your body, and tighten your ass if you want to feel my full body weight behind my punishing cock. Nothing will please me more than to hear you plead for mercy."

The room was soon filled with the slut's panting voice. She was finally getting her ass fucked. She loved it. She was gasping and swallowing loudly, breathing heavily through her open mouth. Each thrust of James' cock was met by a backward push from her. She was meeting his thrusts with those of her own.

"God, woman, you want it hard, don't you?"

"Oh, yes! Please, fuck my ass, hard!"

"You came to the right guy, slut. Your ass is gonna get fucked hard."

The slut whimpered with each stroke. She was in heaven. Her arms were shaking as she fought against the ropes. She looked like she was testing their strength, making sure she was not getting free.

James was humping hard and fast. He didn't start off slow, at all. He had a bucking filly beneath him, and he was gonna tame her. That would take some relentless pushing, and punishing pelvic action to break her. But, he was up for the challenge.

He looked over to me, and the look on his face was not difficult to describe. Ecstasy, or very close to it. He was fucking that slut just like she had begged him to. She pleaded for him to take her ass, roughly. That's a special request, to some men. Special because it hits them in their very sexual soul.

That's how it hit James. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. He rammed even harder into her, like that.

When he grabbed her hair, the slut couldn't help herself. In-between heavy breaths, she pleaded for James to continue. "Oh, yeah. Please, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Make my ass yours. I love it. I want it to hurt. Fuck me hard!"

James was panting and sweating, but he made sure to continue the mental abuse. "Don't worry, slut, I'm gonna give you what you want, trust me. Your ass is mine, until I decide otherwise. Your ass will be buzzing for a week."

When the slut heard that, all she could do was whimper her appreciation. She was his to take, his to use. She was getting her satisfaction, and she loved it. She raised her chest up off the ottoman as far as the ropes would allow, and James grabbed hold of her tits. The slut let out a tremendous squeal when he did that. She hadn't expected it, but she loved it just the same.

He squeezed her tits hard, making her cry out in pain. He held on to them for leverage, as he rammed into her ass. She loved the sensations his hands were causing. "God, I love it! Make me scream! Yeah, fuck me! Yeah! God, yeah! Pound me, good and hard."

James moved his hands to her shoulders, pressing her back down to the ottoman. He leaned on her body and watched his cock going in and out of her tight little ass. He made me wish I was in his place. It sure looked like the place to be. That ottoman had been a special find, just like I'd told him it was.

Rita and Lucy were speechless. That's saying a lot, for Lucy. She was surely thinking of herself in the slut's place. I don't know where Rita's head was, but she was sure watching closely. We all were watching with lust filled eyes.

James started pushing harder and harder. His ass was tight with each thrust. He pushed the slut's body forward with those thrusts, punishing her ass with each one. The slut's head was raised, and her eyes were off in a glaze. Her mouth was wide open, and she was making little high-pitched quivering noises. I don't know if she even was aware of it or not.

James' ramming got faster, and the slapping of his body against her ass was nearly as loud as a spanking. Pounding her ass, over and over, he looked like he was close to cumming. The slut somehow seemed to know. Maybe she felt his cock get bigger inside her ass. I don't know what it was, but she started begging him to cum inside her. It was difficult to understand some words.

Fuck me! Fuck me, hard. Pound my ass! Please! Do it. Fu... Oh, shit! Yeah. Gaw... oh, yeah! Yeah... yeah... harder, please. Fuck me, har...der Oh! Oh!"

It was obvious James was about to cum. He groaned loudly, with each stroke, determined with each one, relishing every feeling he could from that tight ass. Then, he couldn't hold back any longer and he let out a long deep groan. He grabbed the slut's shoulders and pulled her bound body back against his cock, milking it deep into her bowels.

The slut screamed initially, but could do nothing but take it, letting out several short little screams, as he drained his cock into her ass. His groan was music to her ears, as she could also feel his hot milky cum squirting deep inside her.

Both of them shook together, until James' cock was drained and getting soft. Then he let go of her shoulders and she lay there, limp on the ottoman. Little whimpers of pleasure were all that came from her mouth. Her pleading had been answered. James fell back to the floor, and then laid down, exhausted. His cock, although mostly soft, was still lightly twitching.