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This one ended up being quite long and broke the character limit for posts, lol. The issue, I think, was I had to add an extra bit at the end, i.e. the next day, to naturally finish it off. In addition, pt 6 will probably be quite long, so I didn’t want to move the end of this one to the start of that one.
So, I decided to break it up into a & b. I only make a point of this to suggest that anyone reading reads them back to back, as if it were one post.
Also, a quick note about the way I’m approaching the writing. When Anna recounts these experiences to me, she might say something like, “I told him I was trying to keep the cum in because he’d said in the past that’s what I’m supposed to do”. I’ll change it slightly to fit with the 3rd person narrative.
I’ve also added in things that she didn’t say at the time, but told me later. For instance, when she was about to be face fucked upside down. It reminded her of a shoot she did years ago. She only added this detail later, after I’d discovered her previous porn career.
Basically, I’m trying not to embellish too much, but the way I’m writing it requires adjustments. I’m trying to be as descriptive as I can. Adding in what she was thinking, feeling, etc, from what she has told me.
Sorry to ramble on! Anyway, here goes…
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Brian had that mocking smile playing across his face, “Well, you certainly sounded like you enjoyed yourself. I’m surprised nobody called the police, all that moaning!” he laughed at her.
With the mention of John, she wondered if he had heard and would come round?
Her pussy was still glowing from the incredible pounding Dan had given her. She still felt horny, she wanted something more, something different. She wanted Brian to abuse her, punish her for what she just did.
Anna wasn’t sure if her pussy could take anymore tonight, but the idea of Brian’s thick cock gave her goosebumps. That pain/pleasure sensation she got from over use.
She’d had this issue in the past, too much fucking, not taking time to rest. It had put her “activities” on hold for 2 months before. Sometimes, she just didn’t know when to stop.
They talked for a bit. Brian said he hadn’t heard her moan like that before, that it was usually more like a scream. She confessed that she really liked Dan. How nice he was, not just the sex, but in general.
Brian sat on the bed and asked questions. About Dan, about Mark. She could tell he picked up on her feeling guilty. He probed more. Extracting her thoughts, knowing just what to say to encourage her to keep talking. Eventually, seemingly satisfied that he had all the information he needed, he stood up.
“Open up, let me see that cunt” Brian told her
The sudden switch took her a bit by surprise, her pussy tightening up in anticipation.
“Yes, Daddy, but I was trying to keep the cum inside, like you told me” She hesitated, not wanting to make a mistake, thinking about Mark at home. She loved it when he commented on how much cum she had in her.
“Ha, I don’t care about that, hubby gets what he gets,” Brian went from amusement to looking more stern, “Spread your fucking legs”
Anna laid back, resting up on her elbows, and opened her legs wide. The cool air felt good on her hot pussy. She immediately felt cum leaking out as she relaxed.
“Yeah, fuck, that’s nice. Nice and raw. Looks like he had fun in that little cunt. Well done, Dan” Brian took his phone out of his pocket as he finished saying it.
“Now,” he carried on, “Smile for the camera” and processed to take photos of her.
He did wide shots, close ups, some with her leg in the air.
“Excellent. Now a little video for the file”
She heard the “beep” as he started the camera, as she settled back into the first position. On her back, propped up on her elbows, legs wide, knees bent.
“Name?” He asked
“Anna”, she replied, feeling very dirty. She loved being filmed.
“And why does your cunt look like that Anna?” Brian continued
“Because I’ve just been fucked really hard for a long time”
“Sore?”
“Yes”
“Good. Pull those lips apart, give us all a good look”
Anna opened herself up, having flashbacks to a life she left behind years ago.
“I see you have a wedding ring? Are you married?” Brian went on.
She was extremely turned on, she knew Brian was about to humiliate her, and the thought stirred her up again, her nipples getting really hard. If he wanted to fuck her sore pussy, she wouldn’t complain, welcomed it, in fact.
“Yes, I’m married”
“You can stop now,” He said, and Anna rested back on her elbows. “Was it your husband who did this to you?”
Anna liked the game, she became very aware of her hard nipples.
“No, someone else”
“Someone else? You cheated on your husband?” Brain asked, feigning surprise. Anna nodded
“What a dirty little slag you are, Anna. Do you cheat on him often?”
“Yes. All the time”
“Wow. And he doesn’t even know?”
“No, he knows. He likes it” Cum was definitely coming out of her.
“Your husband happily lets you get fucked by other men? Wow, what a loser,” he said in mock surprise, “and who gets to use that hungry cunt of yours? Boyfriend? People you know?”
She wanted to start rubbing her clit, but she stayed still, legs spread wide for the camera, nipples erect.
“I let anyone fuck me. Whoever wants to”
“Wow, you’re a dirty fucking slut, aren’t you? I see cum leaking out. Did he nut inside you?”
“Yes”
“Filthy. Very filthy. Scoop it up. Show the camera”
Anna looked down and saw a big glob of Dan’s cum oozing out, making its way between her ass cheeks, heading to the bed. She ran two fingers up, over her asshole, up along her pussy, hooking her fingers in. Dan’s cum was thick and white. She tried to show it to the camera without letting it fall off her fingers.
“Nice. Put it in your mouth. Let it sit on your tongue.”
She bought her hand up, put out her tongue, and wiped the cum onto it. Anna couldn’t help herself, she started gently rubbing her clit, legs still open wide.
“Close your mouth, taste it”
She obeyed. Anna had loved the taste of cum since she was a teenager.
Brian stepped back, getting her fully in view, tasting cum and wanking herself off.
“Now swallow,” Brian had moved back in closer, filming about 3 feet from her face.
Anna swallowed it down easily, opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue. Showing the camera it had all gone.
“Fuck. You dirty slag.” he mocked her, “blow a kiss and say goodbye”
Anna smiled, blew a kiss to the camera and wiggled her fingers up and down, giving a little wave, “Goodbye”
Brian turned off the camera, slipped his phone into his jeans pocket, and started to undress. She hadn’t noticed his huge cock pushing against his jeans, she’d been too focused on playing for the camera.
Brian talked as he stripped off, “Just making a “recruitment” video. I’m going to show it to men who are interested in fucking you, let them know how easy you are”
Naked, stroking his cock, Brian was now ready for his turn
“Turn around, lay on your back”
Anna complied and spun around, laying on her back. She looked up and back at him standing over her. He put his hands under Anna’s arms and pulled her towards him, sliding her along the bed, until her head was hanging off, looking at him upside-down. Her mind flashed back to something similar she’d done in the past.
Brian knelt down and moved forward. Anna knew what was coming, a deep throat fucking. She opened her mouth willingly. “Make it rough,” she thought to herself.
Brian slid his cock in, pushing forwards. It hit her throat at the top, so she adjusted slightly. The next was right down her throat. Brian growled as he went in. He pushed all the way down and paused.
Anna held her breath. She knew the key was to relax, but it could be difficult because treatment like this really got her going.
Brian pulled out, Anna took a breath, and he pushed back in.
He fucked her throat for about 5 minutes. Getting rougher and harder. If she closed her legs, Brian would pull them open again. If she gagged or struggled, Brian just held her down.
Thick saliva had started running down over her face, into her hair. Brian pulled out, Anna was panting hard.
He rubbed his big cock over her face, spreading the saliva all over, then shoved his cock back down her throat.
“Yeah, that’s it, take it. You dumb fucking bitch. This is what you’re good for. Just a stupid whore to be abused.” He spoke quietly, slowly. Almost like he was talking to himself as much as her. Brian was dominant, in control.
He soon picked up the pace, giving her a brutal throat fucking. Pushing in hard, holding it, pulling out, then a few hard thrusts in and out, and back to holding himself in her again. Anna gripped the quilt on the bed with her arms either side, trying not to gag, catching her breath whenever he pulled up.
He was slapping her body while he did it. Hard, loud slaps that rang out. The inside of her thighs, her breasts, even her sore pussy from time to time. He would roughly grab her breasts, squeezing hard, pulling and twitching her nipples.
After a good five minutes he stopped and pulled out. Anna was sucking in air, getting her breath back.
Brian reached down to her pussy and gave her a rub. She could hear, and feel, how wet she was.
She watched, upside-down, through watery eyes, as Brian pulled out a small white bowl from under the bed. He collected some of the thick saliva that had coated her face and wiped it into the bowl.
“Sit up, squat over this”, he instructed.
Anna got on her knees and Brian put the bowl underneath her pussy.
“Push that cum out”
She pushed out the last of Dan’s cum. A decent amount went into the bowl, and she used her fingers to get what remained clinging to her pussy, wiping it into the bowl.
He took the bowl and placed it on the floor, off to the side.
Brian grabbed Anna’s hair and pulled her towards him, off the bed, moving her to a new position. She was now kneeling on the floor, bent over, with her stomach and face resting on the bed.
Anna had caught her breath now and was ready for whatever came next. While the brutal throat fucking she had just received was horrible at the time, the post-abuse feeling had made her ready for another orgasm. Brian, and John, had both been rough with her before, but this was a step up. Brian was seeing how far he could go with her, if she had meant what she’d said to him previously about what she was willing to do.
With her head turned, cheek resting on the bed, she looked back and saw Brian reach down under the bed again. He produced a length of black rope. Rope he’d used on her many times before.
He bought her arms around and folded them across her back. Anna was limp and compliant.
“Good.” Brian said softly, as he began to tie the rope around her forearms and wrists. “No resistance. Accepting what you are. You’re here to please. Don’t think, just obey. You’re a mindless piece of filth. A pathetic slag whose purpose in life is to submit to men.
God, she loved the stuff he came out with.
“I’ve no idea why anyone would marry a whore. Mark must have been desperate. How could he have any respect for himself with you as a wife?” Brian had finished securing her arms, “Well, let’s see just how depraved his slag of a wife is.”
He used his knee to hit against the inside of each of her legs, just above where her knees were resting on the floor. It knocked them further apart, opening her up, ready for use.
He used more rope to tie around just above her knees, fixing the other ends to the bed. The left one to the top bed frame, right to the bottom bed frame. She couldn’t close her legs even if she wanted to.
Brian climbed up and fixed a ball gag to her face. Anna was breathing heavily through her nostrils, excited by what he was saying, anticipating what he had in mind.
“Next” turned out to be more punishment. Brian slapped the inside of her thighs hard. She straightened up, out of instinct or pain, and Brian pushed her back down.
She was screaming, her cries muffled by the ball gag. Anna tried to straighten up for a 2nd and 3rd time. Again, pushed back down. After the 4th, Brian got on the bed next to her, grabbed her hair, forced her face into the bed, and switched to spanking her ass.
1 hit, 2, 3, 4. Anna was trying to move her ass away from the next hit, screaming into the gag, tears in her eyes.
8, 9, 10.
Brian stopped and let go. She turned her head, looking away from him. Her thighs and ass were on fire.
“Look at me” Brian said softly
Anna paused, then turned her head to rest on the other cheek, looking up at him through her tears and a mess of hair. He was sitting back on his haunches, stroking his rock hard cock, smiling at her.
“Good girl. Is it sore?”
She nodded mutely
“Does it feel nice?”
It did. Now the initial sharp pain of the hits had stopped, it had settled into a sore burn.
Anna nodded again
Brian got off the bed, “Now, lets hope that loser husband of yours has done a good job loosening up that ass,” he said as he moved in behind her, “or this is going to really hurt”
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