Open Your Legs for Me(6)

“Now suck my cock again.”

Once again, I take the huge head into my mouth, running my tongue across its aperture. I dig my tongue into its tip, delighted that Devlin is squirming as I do so. He seems so smug, so unperturbed by what I do.

He tortures me by fucking my mouth in this manner for a long time. I no longer gag as his tip hits the back of my throat. In fact, each thrust is met with less and less resistance. Each stroke pounds in truer as the edge of his cock creeps deeper and deeper into my throat.

“I’ll make a swallower out of you yet.”

He grabs me by the hair.

“Come.”

At last, we leave the window. A cacophony of dismayed hoots greets us.

“Now get on all fours on the bed.”

I struggle to do so. My ass is once again waving in the air. My pussy hole below is oh so exposed to him – red and wet and warm. The pressure on my nipples has eased somewhat as I acclimatize to it. I close my eyes. I pray that his large cock can enter without tearing me apart.

But Devlin has left me for the dresser. He returns with two more silver chains. He clips the ends of these onto my nipple clamps, so that my nipples are now tethered to four chains – two running between my pussy lips and the other two trailing on the bed. I wonder what he wants them for.

He hoists my hips closer to the edge of the bed. I’m suddenly terrified. What if I can’t take him in my tight pussy? What if he’s too huge?

The tip of his cock presses against my vaginal entrance, invading it. Although I’m practically dripping with my own juices, I can’t help but shriek as he rams his cock into me, prizing my walls apart. The intrusion is sudden and massive. I’m being speared. The slickness of my walls helps the shaft to slide fully in so that he’s finally buried deep within me. The tip of his cock abuts brutally against my womb.

I am once again doubly penetrated – my vagina by his cock, and my asshole by his mercilessly cold dildo. He grabs my hips and begins to move. The two appendages – one flesh, one metal – rub against the thin, thin flesh that separates the two passages. I feel the crest of something building within me again – a molten wave that starts in my clit, pounded from all sides by metal, and spreads to my groin.

Then Devlin seizes the two trailing chains from my nipple clamps.

As he fucks me, he tugs the chains on either side, so that my breasts are being pulled apart. With each thrust, he pulls at them, so that we establish a rhythm. My nipples are smarting and tingling from so much misuse. I cry out again and again as he slams his large cock into my very depths, grinding into me as though he means to pound me into the bed. My breasts sway and heave. My nipples scream in rugged sensation. Despite everything, my pussy drinks him in greedily like a hot mouth. I feel the crescendo beginning within me again, the undulating rise of pleasure waves creeping through my thighs, buttocks and pussy area.

A starburst flowers in my eyes and I scream. I don’t care if Devlin’s neighbors can hear us. He has rendered me such and now is my retribution. Devlin continues to batter-ram into me, his hips now slap-slap-slapping against my buttocks, driving the metal dildo further up into my ass. I come and come, screaming until my voice is a distant murmur in the rushing of my blood-filled ears.

All at once, Devlin withdraws his cock from me.

“Come here,” he says urgently. He turns my face roughly to face him. I open my mouth as he crams the head of his cock in. Warm cum spurts onto my tongue, and I suck at his cock for all I’m worth, lapping up the precious fluid and swallowing it before it can dribble out of my mouth. His cum tastes like almonds.

Devlin jerks his hips once, twice, and then he throws back his magnificent head and cries out.

Finally, his cock stops its copious squirting. He withdraws the flesh, now softening, from my mouth.

I sink back onto the bed, spent, my legs wide open to his gaze. My muscles all feel as though they’ve run a marathon to Thermopylae and back.

Devlin’s beautiful features become placid again. His skin is covered with a sheen of sweat.

He presses his finger onto my poor, neglected clit and grins.

“OK, you’ve passed Level One of the initiation. Now for Level Two. You’ll have to meet the rest of the gang.”





THE END