Vernons Curse (open for females)

Vernon turned, squeezed and groped her breast while he pulled back and began to bump into her like mad, each time going deep into her, before pulling back an thrusting in again. He was in such a frenzy that he humped her in a amazing speed, like an insane machine.
 
As he kept thrusting into her, Lisa's body shook with the force.

'This isn't fun anymore, I want to be anywhere but here' but she couldn't do anything but let him use her. She could feel every inch of him as his penis thrust in and out of her.

His hands were hurting her breasts every time he squeezed them, no longer erotic or turning her on.

Her gasps of discomfort were hidden behind the gag.
 
Finally. Vernon disload into her, his seemen squirting out while he was deep in her. She would not get pregnant, as his seemen carried no life anymore, but she would probably not know. He pulled out of her, and he wished he could just leave and say he was sorry, but the passion was still in him, and he was not finished with her. It would be only some moments before the beast in him would arise once more.
 
Lisa suddenly felt something cold and by the way he had stopped pushing deep inside her she knew he had come.

Lisa leant against the back of the sofa, her head resting on it's back, hoping that now he'd done with her he'd go away and she'd be able to curl up in a corner and try and put all this behind her. She didn't move, even though she wanted to run and keep running, but she was scared, if she ran, would he kill her? So better to remain motionless and hope he'd forget about her and go.

Though one thing she promised herself, if he tried removing her from the sofa, she would run and try and get away before she let him near her again.
 
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Vernons huge member hadn't risen again, and he looked at his beautiful captive, still hurled on the couch. He removed the gag from behind, and gently took one arm, to pull her off the couch.
 
It felt good to have the gag off and Lisa moved her mouth around to get feeling back in it.

She allowed him to pull her off the couch and then tried to pull away from his grasp, all the while she refused to look at him.
 
For a moment puzzled by her look, her arm slid of his hand. He wasn't to worried, as she would hardly be able to match with his speed and power, and he was curious what she would do, maybe she started already enjoying it and was ready to tune in by own will.
 
Glad to be free, Lisa ran as fast as she could to the kitchen, as that is where the back door was and hopefully freedom and failing that, there were knives and pans and other things she could use as weapons, anything to stop him laying hands on her again.
 
Vernon followed her into the kitchen. The sight of her pretty bare behind, her bouncing breasts and the flapping, dark reddish hair brought back his arousement, and he wanted to have her again. As he entered the kitchen, he first checked the surrounding as usual, looking if there were any items or furniture that could be useful for him.
 
It wasn't a big kitchen. Up against the wall was a small table that could be pulled up and had flaps to make it bigger when she had company, and two chairs. she knocked her leg on the chair as she ran to the back door her hands slipping on the key in her rush to try and escape.
 
Vernon caught her from behind, grabbing her hair and her upper left arm, and he whirled her around and pushed her forwards, face down on the little table, not sure if it was solid enough to carry her, but he kept holding her, just in case if the table would collapse.
 
Lisa gave a yelp of pain when he grabbed her hair and felt herself turned and thrown onto the table. With her arms beneath her body she tried to use them to push herself off the table and away from him.
 
Vernon kept her pinned in that position. He was to eager to pentrate her to really think now. While he hold her tied, he moved forward, ramming his huge cock, that has grown hard again, at her backsite. In this position he hit her upwards, and the tip of his cock stopped at her rear entrance. Although unlubricated, he pushed his cock forward, trying to break into her tightness, hoping that her anus would give way before that table.
 
Lisa was still fighting him and the table rocked.

She could feel him pushing at her anus, she'd never had it there before.

She could feel him begin to enter her and screamed as pain shot through her.
 
It was to late to stop now. Vernon hold her tight, and kept pushing, forcing it into her virgin anus. He could not think now, he just could do what he was craving her. His huge dick had grown back to full size, and he had trouble getting it in, but in her position there was no way to avoid it.
 
Lisa stopped struggling, knowing there was nothing she could do to fight him off, so lay there allowing him to do as he wanted. If anything her submission meant it was easier on both of them and it was no longer so painful.
 
Finally he had worked his way in, and he kept it buried in her, just caught up by the fantastic feeling she gave him. He pulled back and started to fuck her slowly, only moving one or two inches back and forth, then he increased the strokes, going longer ways, and getting faster.
 
She could feel his penis in her. It felt odd, she'd never had one in her anus before and a feeling of submission came over her. She knew that from now on she would allow him to do as he wanted with her. The fight had left her and a kind of fragile pleasure was taking it's place.
 
Vernon noticed that she had stopped fighting, and found it easir to glide into her now, even as she was tight. He speeded up and thrusted into her anus, his huge dick gliding in and out, until he came again and squirted into her. Slowly he pulled out of her, a large amount of his cum leaking out. As she had calmed down now, he let go of her for a moment, to give her a break to relax.
 
Lisa felt it when the stranger came in her and she could feel the wet between her legs, his cum mixed with some blood from his intrusion.

She felt him release her, but had no energy to move and just lay there, wondering what he had planned for her next.
 
Vernon pulled her back and lifted her into his arms, and carried her back to the living room, placing her down on the coach. He decided to give her a little rest, and looked around in the room, and aproached the writing table with the laptop on it. He opened the drawers and looked inside.
 
Lisa was surprised as to how strong he was as it felt as though he lifted her easily.

She laid on the sofa, her hands still bound, watching him. She wanted to ask him what he was looking for, but kept her silence instead.
 
Vernon had no intention to loot anything, as there was nothing of value to him in his desperate situation. It was more kind of curiosity. He had found that some women had sexual toys in their possession in the last years, something unimaginable in former times he knew. Sometimes they told about the woman's desire, and he used them. He had found pens and paper so far, maybe she had nothing of that kind, or maybe not her. He wanted to give her some time to breath, so he kept looking around in the room.
 
Lisa watched as the man went through the writing desk. Her heart beat faster hoping he wouldn't look in the bottom draw. Behind the files was a Policewomans outfit, complete with truncheon and handcuffs, as well as black leather clothes that had a studded collar and and cat-o-nine tails. Both had been used to go to a fancy dress party, one as a Policewoman and the other she'd gone as catwoman. Also in there, were a couple of dildos one of which had a clit stimulator.

As he neared the draw, Lisa could feel herself tense up.
 
Just as to expected, Vernon found the last drawer and frowned. He picked up a handful of things and moved back to Lisa.
 
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