Decent into the Bull Pen - Sex Stories

Decent into the Bull Pen

... her back down on the mattress, while my other hand grabbed her by her hip, and slide her roughly down the mattress toward the end of the bed, pulling taught on the tethers around her wrists and yanking her arms straight over her head against the mattress. Now truly frightened and completely overpowered, she struggles involuntarily, knowing there is nothing she can do. She can hear her own muffled screams struggling to escape my hand over her mouth, her body ached as she fought. What happens next is so raw that she can never have anticipated it, resisted it, or avoided it. As my hand kept her mouth covered and the other roughly pushes her leg sideways out of the way, hot flesh and the edges of rough jeans press against the backs of her upturned thighs, bearing down on her with crushing weight. Before she can resistance, she feels a burning hot, rock hard cock forcing itself into her tight cunt. She is dry and tight, I had to retract and thrust again to force my way in. I love the way this kind of pussy feels, stunned and defenseless and completely at my disposal. She gives up easily, she is so pliant and easy to submit, this is the best kind, she will learn quickly. My hand over her mouth loosens to let her breathe as my formidable cock continues driving in deeper inside her, still not fully penetrating her but relentlessly trying to. The sheer surprise and raw pain mixed together to shut out every other sensation, and all she can think about is my cock shoving into her, ...

... nothing else existed, but darkness. I'm fully clothed except for my open fly. She cannot see my face. She didn't want to, somehow that almost made all of this better. Physically, I'm big and overwhelming, my shadowy figure towering over her in the room's doorway, and her cunt straining around me, she can barely control it. I'm so completely in control of her, everything I did is so calculated, it is like I had planned this, done this before, knew her every move and thought before she did. There is something strangely familiar about this man, she struggles to remember; nothing came, it is all dark. Finally, I spoke, in a low voice. " If you're good..." I grunted as I thrust, " let me have what I want, everything will be fine. Now let's break you in." With another grunt I finally bottom out in her, the friction burning in the walls of her shocked cunt, spreading her wide with what feels to her like an unbelievable girth as she feels my balls resting against her ass. Terrified and still too stunned to speak, she whimpers. The hand over her mouth retreats, slapping her hard on the ass, and then commanded, " Now, just do as I say and everything will be fine. Milk me. Come on, squeeze me with that tight, sweet small cunt. I want to feel you working hard under me." She squirms, trying desperately to focus on the task, her mind blurry with fear in the darkness. The things I'm saying are horrifying, they are terrible, so ... wrong... so... dark. It feels like my dirty talk is breaking down ...