Pass the Ketchup dear! - Sex Stories

Pass the Ketchup dear!

... as his knee shattered. Jim poked the splintered handle of the bat into the soft flesh under Paul's jaw and he twisted it, letting the sharp wood prick and puncture his captive's skin. Paul settled, the terrified look not leaving his eyes. "Look what you've made me do now!" Jim said menacingly. Paul tried to shrink back into the pillow as Jim advanced towards his head, looking from the broken handle of the bat to Paul's perpetual hardon. "Did you enjoy that? It certainly looks like you did!" Jim turned and walked to a drawer; opening it, he retrieved a jar of Vaseline and returned to the bed. He turned the broken handle around in his hand, Paul staring at it intently as Jim covered the rounded end in the jelly and moved to the middle of the bed. "Open wide!" Jim commanded, but Paul was shaking his head violently and trying to force his legs together. Jim pressed on Paul's shattered knee, the bottom half of his leg poking upwards at an odd angle as Paul screamed against his gag and Jim forced the broken handle into his anus. "At least he used lubrication!" Came a voice from the doorway, "It's more than you afforded me when you arse fucked me!" Kate approached the bed and kissed Jim, reaching down to caress his erect penis. "It looks like you got a bit excited there too babe!" she said, stroking him gently. "Go get a shower, I'll join you in a sec." Jim wandered off into their bedroom, leaving Kate alone with Paul. "Look at you getting all the action!" She grabbed the broken ...

... handle and turned it slowly. Paul was sweating and shaking as she pushed the bat further in, fucking his arse with the broken wood. "You do like it!" she squealed as a drop of pre-cum emerged from his cock. "Oh I've just had a wonderful idea!" She clapped excitedly and left the room, leaving the broken handle inside Paul's bum. Two minutes later he could hear them fucking in the shower. He could feel his cock pumping in time to Kate's moans along with his anus pulsing around the bat. As he came involuntarily, his left leg pressed into the bed and he blacked out. Paul woke up, disorientated; he was still tied to the bed, unable to move, but now he was on his knees. He could see an empty syringe on the bedside table and his drip had been refreshed. He also noticed that the bat had been removed from his arse, but although the pain in his knee had subsided, his anus was still throbbing. He could also smell something rubbery and there was something silvery at the edge of his vision. He looked to the right, remembering there was a dressing table there with a mirror on it. He could just about see the top of his head, encased in a black rubber gimp mask. "Shit!" He thought, "What the fuck have they planned for me now?" He didn't have long to find out. Three voices were coming up the stairs, Kate and Jim's he recognised instantly, God knows he'd spent enough time here. The third voice he was sure he knew, but couldn't quite place it. "Has that Cialis kicked in yet Bill?" Kate asked their ...