Deeper Penetration: Damien's Dungeon Series - Part 2 Page 2

  Suddenly, as he was still pushing the dildo into her, its tip barely past her sphincter, she cried out as he brought a paddle down on her right ass cheek. The burning pain radiating from her backside was completely unexpected as he continued to invade her ass with whatever he was pushing into her – a butt plug, she guessed, from the way it was growing even wider as it slid further in. Another whack to her ass as another inch of the butt plug went in, and she cried out again – but her pussy was literally dripping wet. The bondage was its own turn on, but aside from that the strikes on her ass and the way her ass was being filled was stoking the burning desire in her core again. She couldn't move her hips the way she was tied but if she could have she would have been moving them back and forth on the huge butt plug he was putting in her. Finally, with a third strike on her ass cheek and a final push the butt plug was seated in her ass. She moaned loudly with both the pain of her bonds, the discomfort of the plug which was wider and longer than she thought she could take in her ass – and with desire and pleasure. She figured he would be filling her pussy with something next, but it turned out he had something vastly different in mind.

  Damien started paddling her ass repeatedly and quickly, alternating strikes between her left and right ass cheeks. She cried out with each hard strike on her ass, squirming as much as she was able to on the rough wood table. Mary found herself gasping for breath, her ass burning and stinging each time the paddle was brought down on it. She felt the butt plug moving in her as her ass tensed and relaxed with each strike. Tears streamed down her face, but at the same time her juices were running down the inside of her thigh as her desires took over. Finally, when she thought she could take no more, after one final particularly hard swing with the paddle, he stopped. Her pussy was sopping wet, both of her cheeks stained with tears, and her ass must have been bright red the way he'd been hitting her, she was sure. She gasped for breath as her heart raced and her wrists and ankles pulled against the ropes, the strict bondage making it that much harder to come down from the paddling. It felt like sandpaper had been rubbed on her skin from the rough wood pressing against it. Soft moans continued to pass through her lips with each breath as she struggled to calm her fast-beating heart.

  Seconds passed, and then minutes as she waited for him to do whatever he had planned to her. But much like when he had suspended her from the ceiling with ropes, now he seemed to be content to simply keep her tied and make her wait. Even after she'd caught her breath and her heart slowed, he didn't do anything more to her – he simply left her bent over the table, her wrists and ankles tied to its legs, and the butt plug still seated uncomfortably in her ass. She didn't say a word, didn't struggle or squirm much, though she did occasionally try to move her arms and legs as the position strained her muscles uncomfortably. All that she knew was how turned on she was by being tied to the table like this, her pussy visible to him if he was still behind her. She didn't even know if he was watching her, and in all honesty part of her didn't even care. She was, after all, his – to do as he wanted with. She lost track of time as she remained tied, bent over the table, but it felt like hours. Being tied with nothing to do, but still in discomfort and pain – and very much turned on by it – she fell into a trance-like state.

  That trance of sorts was broken by what felt like a dildo being pushed into her pussy. Her eyes shot open and she let out a loud moan. She tried again to move her hips, but it was futile the way she was tied. She continued to moan loudly as she felt the dildo sliding in and out of her wet pussy, which grew even wetter all the time. It was quite a different feeling than usual thanks to the butt plug in her ass – the dildo wasn't particularly large but she felt more full than she ever had with something in her pussy. She arched her back and let out a loud cry of pleasure as the dildo started moving in and out much more rapidly – and then she screamed with lustful desire as a vibrator was pressed against the pearl of her pleasure. Each thrust with the dildo brought a fresh cry of pleasure to her lips, and the vibrator remained against her clit the whole time. She was spent from what Damien had done to her earlier, even though he had let her rest while tied to the table, but she was also still dripping with desire and her passion was like a fire within her core. Considering what just being in his dungeon did to her, it did not take long before she exploded, her muscles tightening around the dildo and her entire body stiffening in her bonds. The dildo kept moving in and out of her but slowed, until finally it was removed, and the vibrator was taken away as well. She breathed heavily and sweat covered her body, which shook from the stimulation she'd just received. Her eyes were closed as she tried to steady herself, but snapped open when she heard a woman's voice.

  “Well now, you are quite a pretty little thing – and just as moist as Damien described. I imagine I'll be having quite a bit of fun with you,” the woman told her as she wondered if it had been her or Damien who had just brought her to orgasm, and either way what this woman had planned for her in her Master's dungeon...

 

 

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