Is it Live Fantasy or Memorex Musings?
Well, having not written any porn in ages (real life is too much fun!), for some reason this morning i got a sudden urge to write something twisted and different from what i keep running across on the net.
So this is it:
She is the Game
(Note: The author writes from the time when we will have conquered AIDS, and vaccinations will be easily available to anyone to protect against all sexually transmitted diseases).
She comes to wake me, dragging me out of the dark small room upstairs and down the hall. She is always slightly sorry, slightly cruel, unwavering yet apparently remorseful over her duties.
"Tonight you get something a bit different bitch. I love watching you squirm, out of control, holding your keys and having ALL of you in my hand. He's planned a special night, and we can't wait to take you right over another deep edge. You'll do what your told" she says lightly, pulling me along as I stumble behind, nude, needing to pee, suddenly frightened and feeling my skin crawl a bit as i flash back on to the last 3 months of their fun and games with me.
She takes me into a room i haven't seen in the house before, larger, with several divans and couches placed about to make it obviously a social area. Small side tables dot the room at appropriate locations. Deep velvet wallpapers and the heavy scent of musk hit my senses. Across the room we go, to a far end where a huge flat padded platform resides. It is vinyl, slightly larger than a king size bed, exactly at hip height.
She grabs me by the hair, deep in my scalp- steering mode, the power hold that makes me so pliable when my arms are bound behind me like this. i am propelled forward on to the platform, my face sliding as i scramble with my legs to move forward as her pressure commands.
"Good... this is good. You know how much I love watching you in pain, particularly when I have helped to cause it" she purrs, sliding a hand along my flank and pushing me on my left side, positioning me someplace on the huge surface.
"Tonight he and I thought of something really fun. It's group participation night, and you will show your gratitude appropriately. I have a special enema for you" she barks quickly, and i feel the familiar inflating plug jammed up into my swollen and sore anus. It hurts- they have both abused my ass for days now, and the swelling and bruises make me wince when i move.
She likes this game. She likes knowing that even she can't stop my agony immediately, even if she wanted to, but that nothing so severe it cannot be repaired will happen. She likes forcing water, soap, strange mixes into my bowels, making me cramp and sweat as they churn inside me. Even when she removes the plug completely and allows me to drain as fast as possible, she and he have sat laughing, stroking each other while i felt one striking pain after another race through my intestines trying to clear the mess, trying to empty out the intrusive liquids.
It has it's purpose aside from their immense pleasure, their lazy sadism. The both love to fuck my ass, sliding fingers into me, his cock, her tongue, and they make sure i am well cleaned out before those games. While neither of them wants to play with feces, they are not concerned about that contact as they make sure even the most faint trace way up inside is washed out.
She steps away for a moment and i hear the wheels of the stand approach. She hangs bags from it to use in me. She can adjust the speed she fills me just from the height, and often makes me watch as she pulls it higher and higher, forcing those screaming flooding agonies to begin. She likes to know that i know.
"Tonight, we have some guests. About 20 to be exact, all friends of his that he wishes to favor and thank for their support and reciprocate for the nights of pleasure they have given him. So tonight, you are it. They have been enjoying the evening downstairs, and dinner is almost over.
"We gave each of them choices about how they would like to participate. Each one" she says, sliding a pump nozzle up over the tube projecting from my asshole " was asked to cum for us into a bag. Those that did were allowed to stay for dinner and the show. For those who could do so twice and contribute to your pain, they will have even more fun". She snaps the pump cutoff open, and runs her hand from my forehead across my hair, pulling it out of my face, smoothing it. She begins speaking as her other hand starts pumping fluid into me.
"So we have a full bag here of cum. Lovely, thick, viscous cum, enough to fill you well and start that lovely nasty pain. We control you, you know, we can pump you so much that you explode should we choose" she growls now, the pump going slightly faster, the flooded feeling creeping upwards into my body as the slightly cool sperm slides around.
"It's a full 2 quarts, and you know how THAT feels, don't you hole?" she says with a laugh, another pump (and it is beginning to hurt now, painfully pushing on my anus and the swollen tingles, feelings of immense pressure to push it out), and a slap to my face that stings but drops me another notch into that place my mind hides in when she gets to play with me.
"The gentlemen that gave more than once have shown they are giving, philanthropic souls, and they all want to give more. They will get to shortly" she says as i hear the doors open behind us and the murmur of voices as they come in. i don't care- nothing matters but this pain, this horrid fullness pushing my belly out, making me breath deep and hard to keep my muscles from cramping, it's already deep inside me, and i can feel the pressure and tingly pain up under my diaphragm at the ceseum, that other sphincter that keeps my belly from filling as well.
"They all get to fuck you again- as many times as they like, and YOU get to take this offering from them, and will feel it churling and grabbing you" her voice says, farther away in my head now.
"When the last man is done, then you will be drained- but not before!" The pump is moving fast now, and i know from the horrible sudden spiking pains that she has filled me with that bag, that i am awash in cum, it fills me in every nook and crevice, swirling around in me and my body rebels, huge waves of pain from first one spot and then another as i cramp and spasm inside. i begin to sweat.
"Gentlemen!" she announces, clamping off the tube and moving the stand away "She is ready to begin. Please do not allow her to expel any of her enema, keep her plugged with either your own cocks or one of the plugs provided over here" she tells them, and several laugh and i register rude comments, disdainful remarks about what punishments i should have for spilling any of their cum.
My ass is throbbing, painfully repeating shooting slices of hell each time the enema rushes towards my anus to spill out and finds no exit. i can hear it gurgling, and air from my intestinal tract moving back and forth with the painful spasms that rack my gut over and over.
i have no idea what pain can be however until the plug is ripped out of my as in a burning white hot flash of pain and jump and pull involuntarily- pulling away with intent will be punished horribly, and i have been trained to fear that more than anything they want with me.
The first one pulls my hips up and drags me back and as i feel i am about to spew, a huge round cock forces my asshole open again, stabbing pains even as it pushes up into me with no resistance, cum lubed as my anus is, the hole burning with sandpaper feeling as he plunges in and almost all the way out of my ass, slipping and pushing, growing larger around with each thrust and the burning pain rivals nothing i can remember, my bowels heaving and distracting, his hands on my hips yanking me up to his base, deep inside me, mingling with the cum, and then that moment when everything momentarily stands still and the cock twitches, pumping, moving independently inside me as he adds more to the filled bowel's.
Even as he pumps his last, He pulls back and rolls away, and i am grabbed by the hair and my head yanked up and back, forcing me to back up- and my anus dribbles the first of a wave rushing to pass out of me on to another dick, this one ramming in as well, swiftly and deeply, pulling my head back to make me ride on him as i scream. My belly is aflame, stabbing pains everywhere, my chest full and heavy and pressured, my neck cranked unnaturally back, my head on fire as my hair is pulled, and my asshole- oh God my asshole is ripped, i can feel the skin pulled apart as this one pushes hard to fight his way up into my asshole with his girth. i can hear grunts as my body is torn, the cum churning and pressure building for me to PUSH his dick out of me, to force the liquid free, and that enrages the cock inside, plumping it larger as it starts that pulsing painful release of more into me.
My asshole wants to clamp shut and be held tight, but before i can barely push a squirt out of me, another cock takes it's place, longer this time, sliding interminably into me, it seems less painful than the last on the ring at my anus, but it pushes into me, banging on some wall, making new pain deep in my guts.it is longer, longer than my brain can imagine as it stays deeply in, moving only enough to beat on that painful spot and make me writhe to get away, breathing through my mouth now, sweating profusely, head spinning and the bowels burning now. His jism squirts but he stays, pushing again, and harder, and then i feel a 'slide' as he maneuvers my hips slightly and his cock slides past the angle inside me, a snake seeking the deeper hole, a pole demanding to go to the bottom of itself.
i can feel my bladder give way, but unnoticed or uncared about as the cock pushes and pumps in and in and in, never leaving my anus and the man holding on to me howls and slams himself as deeply as he can, spearing me with his flood.
He is not gone a second, and my bowels are now pushing, pushing, demanding to expel this thick viscous mess inside me, when the hold is stretched again, ripping more, painfully making me shriek over and over in a wail as this one fucks with hard powerful stabbing motions.
i gasp air between each scream now, unable to feel anything but burning and the filling and the cramps coming in waves on waves, my brain spinning and drooling, my nose filled with snot that runs freely now as another takes his place, my tears and spit and snot making a huge wet spot under my face when i pushed to the platform and another man shoves his meat into me.
i came to still lying there, my arms still bound behind me. The pile of towels is now gone but for 2 under my ass, which slowly leaks a dribble of what is left inside me still. It is dark, and warm, and my belly is sore when i breath, my anus a screaming heat of abuse and damage. i remember cuming over and over in those moments just before the blackness.
i wonder just how many used me after i spasmed into unconsicousess.
i wonder when he and she will return to enjoy me some more.
-30-
copyright shadow- no reprints without permission.
So this is it:
She is the Game
(Note: The author writes from the time when we will have conquered AIDS, and vaccinations will be easily available to anyone to protect against all sexually transmitted diseases).
She comes to wake me, dragging me out of the dark small room upstairs and down the hall. She is always slightly sorry, slightly cruel, unwavering yet apparently remorseful over her duties.
"Tonight you get something a bit different bitch. I love watching you squirm, out of control, holding your keys and having ALL of you in my hand. He's planned a special night, and we can't wait to take you right over another deep edge. You'll do what your told" she says lightly, pulling me along as I stumble behind, nude, needing to pee, suddenly frightened and feeling my skin crawl a bit as i flash back on to the last 3 months of their fun and games with me.
She takes me into a room i haven't seen in the house before, larger, with several divans and couches placed about to make it obviously a social area. Small side tables dot the room at appropriate locations. Deep velvet wallpapers and the heavy scent of musk hit my senses. Across the room we go, to a far end where a huge flat padded platform resides. It is vinyl, slightly larger than a king size bed, exactly at hip height.
She grabs me by the hair, deep in my scalp- steering mode, the power hold that makes me so pliable when my arms are bound behind me like this. i am propelled forward on to the platform, my face sliding as i scramble with my legs to move forward as her pressure commands.
"Good... this is good. You know how much I love watching you in pain, particularly when I have helped to cause it" she purrs, sliding a hand along my flank and pushing me on my left side, positioning me someplace on the huge surface.
"Tonight he and I thought of something really fun. It's group participation night, and you will show your gratitude appropriately. I have a special enema for you" she barks quickly, and i feel the familiar inflating plug jammed up into my swollen and sore anus. It hurts- they have both abused my ass for days now, and the swelling and bruises make me wince when i move.
She likes this game. She likes knowing that even she can't stop my agony immediately, even if she wanted to, but that nothing so severe it cannot be repaired will happen. She likes forcing water, soap, strange mixes into my bowels, making me cramp and sweat as they churn inside me. Even when she removes the plug completely and allows me to drain as fast as possible, she and he have sat laughing, stroking each other while i felt one striking pain after another race through my intestines trying to clear the mess, trying to empty out the intrusive liquids.
It has it's purpose aside from their immense pleasure, their lazy sadism. The both love to fuck my ass, sliding fingers into me, his cock, her tongue, and they make sure i am well cleaned out before those games. While neither of them wants to play with feces, they are not concerned about that contact as they make sure even the most faint trace way up inside is washed out.
She steps away for a moment and i hear the wheels of the stand approach. She hangs bags from it to use in me. She can adjust the speed she fills me just from the height, and often makes me watch as she pulls it higher and higher, forcing those screaming flooding agonies to begin. She likes to know that i know.
"Tonight, we have some guests. About 20 to be exact, all friends of his that he wishes to favor and thank for their support and reciprocate for the nights of pleasure they have given him. So tonight, you are it. They have been enjoying the evening downstairs, and dinner is almost over.
"We gave each of them choices about how they would like to participate. Each one" she says, sliding a pump nozzle up over the tube projecting from my asshole " was asked to cum for us into a bag. Those that did were allowed to stay for dinner and the show. For those who could do so twice and contribute to your pain, they will have even more fun". She snaps the pump cutoff open, and runs her hand from my forehead across my hair, pulling it out of my face, smoothing it. She begins speaking as her other hand starts pumping fluid into me.
"So we have a full bag here of cum. Lovely, thick, viscous cum, enough to fill you well and start that lovely nasty pain. We control you, you know, we can pump you so much that you explode should we choose" she growls now, the pump going slightly faster, the flooded feeling creeping upwards into my body as the slightly cool sperm slides around.
"It's a full 2 quarts, and you know how THAT feels, don't you hole?" she says with a laugh, another pump (and it is beginning to hurt now, painfully pushing on my anus and the swollen tingles, feelings of immense pressure to push it out), and a slap to my face that stings but drops me another notch into that place my mind hides in when she gets to play with me.
"The gentlemen that gave more than once have shown they are giving, philanthropic souls, and they all want to give more. They will get to shortly" she says as i hear the doors open behind us and the murmur of voices as they come in. i don't care- nothing matters but this pain, this horrid fullness pushing my belly out, making me breath deep and hard to keep my muscles from cramping, it's already deep inside me, and i can feel the pressure and tingly pain up under my diaphragm at the ceseum, that other sphincter that keeps my belly from filling as well.
"They all get to fuck you again- as many times as they like, and YOU get to take this offering from them, and will feel it churling and grabbing you" her voice says, farther away in my head now.
"When the last man is done, then you will be drained- but not before!" The pump is moving fast now, and i know from the horrible sudden spiking pains that she has filled me with that bag, that i am awash in cum, it fills me in every nook and crevice, swirling around in me and my body rebels, huge waves of pain from first one spot and then another as i cramp and spasm inside. i begin to sweat.
"Gentlemen!" she announces, clamping off the tube and moving the stand away "She is ready to begin. Please do not allow her to expel any of her enema, keep her plugged with either your own cocks or one of the plugs provided over here" she tells them, and several laugh and i register rude comments, disdainful remarks about what punishments i should have for spilling any of their cum.
My ass is throbbing, painfully repeating shooting slices of hell each time the enema rushes towards my anus to spill out and finds no exit. i can hear it gurgling, and air from my intestinal tract moving back and forth with the painful spasms that rack my gut over and over.
i have no idea what pain can be however until the plug is ripped out of my as in a burning white hot flash of pain and jump and pull involuntarily- pulling away with intent will be punished horribly, and i have been trained to fear that more than anything they want with me.
The first one pulls my hips up and drags me back and as i feel i am about to spew, a huge round cock forces my asshole open again, stabbing pains even as it pushes up into me with no resistance, cum lubed as my anus is, the hole burning with sandpaper feeling as he plunges in and almost all the way out of my ass, slipping and pushing, growing larger around with each thrust and the burning pain rivals nothing i can remember, my bowels heaving and distracting, his hands on my hips yanking me up to his base, deep inside me, mingling with the cum, and then that moment when everything momentarily stands still and the cock twitches, pumping, moving independently inside me as he adds more to the filled bowel's.
Even as he pumps his last, He pulls back and rolls away, and i am grabbed by the hair and my head yanked up and back, forcing me to back up- and my anus dribbles the first of a wave rushing to pass out of me on to another dick, this one ramming in as well, swiftly and deeply, pulling my head back to make me ride on him as i scream. My belly is aflame, stabbing pains everywhere, my chest full and heavy and pressured, my neck cranked unnaturally back, my head on fire as my hair is pulled, and my asshole- oh God my asshole is ripped, i can feel the skin pulled apart as this one pushes hard to fight his way up into my asshole with his girth. i can hear grunts as my body is torn, the cum churning and pressure building for me to PUSH his dick out of me, to force the liquid free, and that enrages the cock inside, plumping it larger as it starts that pulsing painful release of more into me.
My asshole wants to clamp shut and be held tight, but before i can barely push a squirt out of me, another cock takes it's place, longer this time, sliding interminably into me, it seems less painful than the last on the ring at my anus, but it pushes into me, banging on some wall, making new pain deep in my guts.it is longer, longer than my brain can imagine as it stays deeply in, moving only enough to beat on that painful spot and make me writhe to get away, breathing through my mouth now, sweating profusely, head spinning and the bowels burning now. His jism squirts but he stays, pushing again, and harder, and then i feel a 'slide' as he maneuvers my hips slightly and his cock slides past the angle inside me, a snake seeking the deeper hole, a pole demanding to go to the bottom of itself.
i can feel my bladder give way, but unnoticed or uncared about as the cock pushes and pumps in and in and in, never leaving my anus and the man holding on to me howls and slams himself as deeply as he can, spearing me with his flood.
He is not gone a second, and my bowels are now pushing, pushing, demanding to expel this thick viscous mess inside me, when the hold is stretched again, ripping more, painfully making me shriek over and over in a wail as this one fucks with hard powerful stabbing motions.
i gasp air between each scream now, unable to feel anything but burning and the filling and the cramps coming in waves on waves, my brain spinning and drooling, my nose filled with snot that runs freely now as another takes his place, my tears and spit and snot making a huge wet spot under my face when i pushed to the platform and another man shoves his meat into me.
i came to still lying there, my arms still bound behind me. The pile of towels is now gone but for 2 under my ass, which slowly leaks a dribble of what is left inside me still. It is dark, and warm, and my belly is sore when i breath, my anus a screaming heat of abuse and damage. i remember cuming over and over in those moments just before the blackness.
i wonder just how many used me after i spasmed into unconsicousess.
i wonder when he and she will return to enjoy me some more.
-30-
copyright shadow- no reprints without permission.