Make interpersonal relationships with my friend – 5

She paused once more to stroke my hair. “Are you looking forward to me fucking you in the ass, Sweetheart?” she asked me. I tried to make a negative-sounding “Mmm-hmm” sound through the ball gag but I don’t think she understood me.

“I guess it will be more fun than this whipping is,” she said, “although I’m going to have to fuck you as deep and hard as I can.” I nodded my understanding.

“But before I do that I have to whip you really hard,” she added.

Without waiting for a response from me she brought the instrument down as hard as she could across my shoulder blades, bringing from me a guttural cry of pain into my ball gag.

“Oh yes, that’s what I want to hear Baby,” she said, and once again the tawse began a journey down my back as she whipped me even harder. I was crying out into my gag with each stroke and my tears were coming fast. I squeezed the rubber ball as hard as I could.

I could hear her breathing harder until she was moaning with each blow, and glancing over at her I saw she was rubbing her pussy with her left hand as she whipped me with her right.

By the time she reached my middle back she was gasping with each stroke. She whipped me faster and faster and I knew she was approaching another orgasm as her gasps turned to cries, which sounded just like my cries of pain; we were crying out together in pain and pleasure and it drove me as deep into subspace as I’ve ever been, feeling at one with this woman in the most intimate way imaginable.

When the tawse finally crashed down on the small of my back Daicy stifled a scream as she climaxed and threw herself over me on the bed. Lying across my burning back she continued to rub her pussy and cry out her pleasure as her orgasm went on and on.

She lay still for a few minutes as she recovered, her breathing slowly returning to normal as the fire on my back gradually cooled to a dull roar. Finally she moved her body to lie against me on her side, drawing her right leg up and over me. I could feel her wetness on me as she kissed my face and whispered “Oh johnson, God that was so good Baby, so good. Now I’m going to fuck you.”

She got up and went out to the living room, and reappeared a few minutes later wearing the strap-on. She stood next to the bed directly in my line of sight and fondled the realistic erect cock protruding from her crotch as if to give me time to fully appreciate it — along with the knowledge that my asshole was its destination. I was about to get fucked, and there was nothing I could do to escape my fate, except for letting go of the rubber ball I still held.

To my surprise though she took the ball out of my hand and removed the ball gag. Then she clambered up onto the bed, getting on her hands and knees perpendicular to my sideways-turned head, and lowered her hips down to my face. When the tip of the silicone cock touched my lips I realized that my mouth was not to be spared.

“Suck me johnson,” she said, “suck my hard cock.”

I opened my mouth to let it in. Daisy began to gently rock her hips to move it in and out me, pushing it into me a little deeper each time. When it was only halfway into my mouth I gagged on it.

“Relax and take it in,” she said. “All of us women have to learn this, with you guys always sticking your cocks in us everywhere.”

She continued to slowly fuck my mouth, sometimes holding her cock still for a few moments after pushing it in. I realized I was thinking of it now as “her cock,” and did my best to hold back from gagging to let her have her way with me.

Soon she began making sounds of pleasure again. “That’s it Baby, suck my cock, take it all the way in,” she said, “Make it good and hard so I can fuck your ass with it.” Of course on one level I knew the silicone cock was already hard — but on another level I felt like I was being forced to assist in my own rape.

“Mmm, I like fucking your mouth johnson,” she said. “I wish I could cum down your throat with my cock.” I wished she could as well.

She thrust it into me again and again and I learned to take it. Finally she touched the back of my throat and held it there, moaning with pleasure. Then she slowly withdrew and climbed off the bed, stopping to whisper “ass time” in my ear.

I watched her pick up the tube of lubricant and apply it generously to her cock before getting back on the bed and kneeling between my bound and spread legs, and the next thing I knew she was pushing a cold glob of the lubricant into my asshole. Then she moved her body up over me, supporting herself with her left hand as she positioned her cock with her right. I felt it touch my ass cheeks and tensed up.

“Try to relax Sweetheart,” she said. “It’s going on whether you like it or not and it’ll be easier for you if you relax.”

Daicy guided the head of her cock with her hand until it made contact with my asshole and then she slowly began to enter me. I tensed up again and it felt awful. She withdrew, applied more lube and put her cock in me again. As she pushed into me I tried not to resist, and she slowly pressed it in more. Suddenly it slid forward and I gasped in pain.

“Mmm,” she said, “I’m inside you now johnson. I’m fucking your ass.” She relaxed her full weight on my back, took my head in both of her hands and whispered in my ear, “Here’s some more for you Baby,” as she pushed it in even further. “Oh God,” I said, “It’s too much Daicy, I can’t take it.”

“I’m sorry johnson, but you have to take it,” she said. Then she began moving it in and out of me, pushing it in a little deeper each time. I was groaning with each thrust and pulling at my bound wrists and ankles in a futile attempt to escape my impalement.

She slowed and stopped only to maneuver her cock deeper inside me and began thrusting again, faster now and with more force. “God I’ve always wanted to do this,” she said breathlessly, “Oh God, I love fucking you.”

As she pumped her cock into me again and again she began moaning and I knew my fucking would go on until she could cum. Her moans turned to cries as she drove herself into me harder and faster and I unconsciously began bucking my hips to meet her thrusts.

I knew she was fucking me as hard as she could to get herself off from the inner dildo on her harness. It felt so impersonal, as if my body was bound to the bed just to be used by her for her own pleasure. I was nothing more than a receptacle for her cock at that moment, and although I felt like my insides were being ripped apart… I loved it.

Suddenly she cried out “I’m cumming,” and clawed at my hair as she gave me a series of yet harder stabs until finally screaming “Oh God, OH GOD!” into my ear.

She raised herself up on her arms to jam her hips against me with even more force and cried out “Ahh, Ahhh, AHHHH,” as if she was in pain, ramming her cock into me with each cry. As her orgasm finally peaked she gave me one final thrust and tried to hold her cock still, but her body shuddered so heavily it felt like I was still being fucked.

She collapsed on top of me. “Oh my God johnson, I’ve never cum like that,” she said when she caught her breath, “Oh God, that was incredible.” After a few minutes she kissed me and began pulling out of me, the silicone cock making a “pop” sound as it came out.