Her Breasts
Copyright© 2011 by Polecat
Chapter 4: Aftermath
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 4: Aftermath - To his surprise, a husband wakes up to find his wife up for some naughty breast play
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Romantic Heterosexual BDSM DomSub MaleDom
There was no pleasure in her screams when my rigid cock forced its way into her anus. She was willing but her ass said otherwise. When I finally impaled her on my shaft, and the hilt encountered the tender skin of her asshole, for so long forbidden to me, I could not contain a cry of triumph.
Here she was, in my arms, with my cock buried deep into her rear entrance. I held her chin in my hand and felt her tremors around my shaft at the same time that her tears fell on my hand.
I began to thrust at her backside, to pound on her ass seeking my release. With every thrust, a scream, or a whimper of pain greeted my ears. I felt my rod get harder, and larger, inside her body. Her fingers, still bound behind the small of her back, caressed my belly.
I pulled out of her; I felt the cold air on my rod, in contrast with the heat of her bowels.
She turned her face around, "Go ahead; tear me apart if you must."
I rammed my cock back inside of her, her screams splitting my ears.
I did not last long.
I stood up, behind her kneeling body.
Her head lay silent, on top of the shelf that crushed her breasts. Her arms, still crossed at the wrists, were bound behind her back. Her thighs, bound by the straps to the poles of the breast chair, allowed a peek between the cheeks of her ass. I saw the drops of my come, dripping out of her rear, tinged with the red drops of her blood. I continued to look, to savor, to drink in the sight of my wife, drained, defeated, with all her dignity taken from her, her pride dripping slowly out of her ass.
I walked to the front of the chair where her areolas, purple by now, peeked swollen, between the twin shelves of wood that crushed her tits. The two toothed clamps stretched her nipples obscenely. Her eyes were closed. She cried with soft whimpers.