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Bound (MF, Dom-sub, bd)
by Canary Yellow (djj9300w98s@numberone.com)

***

    She was led into the room, blindfolded, shy, yet very 
aroused! A tiny Asian babe, just turned 18, she had barely 
begun to blossom. Her breasts were tiny, but her nipples were 
erect and pressed long bumps into the sheer material of her 
blouse. Her legs were long and shapely, and if she stood with 
her knees pressed together, her thighs curved away from each 
other as they reached her crotch, leaving a gap wide enough for 
three of her fingers. Indeed, three of her fingers had often 
been pressed there! Her high, firm bottom swayed under her 
short skirt, barely covering her ass with that tiny G-string 
pulled deep between her cheeks.

    Already her loins ached with lust, and if her thighs had 
been able to rub together as she walked, she would have been 
able to feel the slippery wetness which had already dribbled 
down between them. She knew, though.

    She was led to a small, round, deeply-padded table. Several 
hands helped her climb up on it. Suddenly, roughly, her skirt 
was ripped from her body. She heard gasps all around her, and 
she gasped as well! With a quick jerk, her blouse was torn from 
her. She was naked except for the tiny G-string, which she knew 
from her mirror hid almost nothing from any angle of view!

    A padded belt was fastened around her slim waist. Then 
padded cuffs were fastened to her wrists, elbows, ankles, and 
at the tops of her calves at her knees. Both of her wrists were 
then attached to the front of her waist belt. Her fingers could 
curl down over her smooth-shaved mons, but she couldn't reach 
above her waist, and she couldn't move her hands apart from 
each other. Her hands were positioned just at the front of her 
sex. Immediately she thrust her fingers under the front of her 
G-string, between her smooth vulva folds, and found her 
clitoris. She began to masturbate as her nipples grew long and 
hard! She shuddered as her clitoris responded to her touch.

    "Listen to me, slut!" The voice behind her commanded. 
"Don't get carried away just yet. I have something for you!"

    Her knees were pulled apart a little, and she could feel 
rustling between her calves as she knelt there. Suddenly her G-
string was clipped in two and ripped from between her cheeks, 
exposing her dripping, pink slit and her teasing fingers. Then 
strong hands grabbed her hips while others grabbed her knees 
and ankles. Her knees were slid far apart, lowering her sex 
toward the table, while her hips were pulled back. Then she 
felt it! She cried out softly as a HUGE, blunt object began to 
slide between her labia. It was covered with lubricant to 
supplement that flowing from her sex. Without mercy she was 
split open, impaled on the huge pole, her vagina stretching to 
its limit as she was forced to kneel back and down. Her groans 
were ignored.

    When she was sitting back completely, her heels tucked up 
under her bottom, and her knees as wide apart as possible, the 
hands held her in position. The table was so small that her 
feet hung over the nicely padded edge. She knew her ass must be 
right at the edge of the table. She felt a hand between her 
vulva and the table manipulating the huge instrument, and then 
she felt a solid click in the pole. With the heavy click she 
felt the pole expand ever so slightly as it bulged out in 
front, just behind her pubic bone, and in back, in front of her 
tailbone!

    She felt hands fastening her ankles and knees in position. 
Other hands worked on her nipples. Small rings were clipped 
around her erect nipples and weights were attached. The weights 
were on light springs. When they were released the weights 
bounced up and down randomly tugging at her nipples!

    Suddenly the blindfold was whipped off and she blinked in 
the light. A huge man stood in front of her, his eyes piercing 
hers.

    "Listen, slut. You are riding a very special tool. It is 
designed to not let you up. If you try to slide up, it will 
expand inside you. The more you rise, the more it will swell. I 
suspect you are already pretty well stretched, so you won't get 
very far! Go ahead. Give it a try."

    She looked back at him, her eyes half-closed as she 
breathed through her teeth. She tried to rise up from her 
sitting position. Her thighs tensed, but as she began to slide 
up, the tool did expand in front and in back, swelling between 
her pubic bone and her tailbone, holding her down. Her nostrils 
flared. The harder she pressed up, the larger the tool swelled. 
All her upward effort was converted to the tool's swelling 
effect. When it became painful she settled back with a groan. 
The pole contracted, leaving her merely totally stretched. Her 
maximum effort had raised her only about two inches. Her chest 
heaving, she realized that she was impaled firmly in place! She 
looked at him under heavy eyelids, her voice husky with lust, 
she groaned, "Oh god!"

    "That's right. You are stuck, so enjoy it. Now look 
around."

    She did. There were six men seated around the table. The 
room was small, and all four walls were covered in mirrors. 
There was even a mirror on the ceiling which was close 
overhead. She could see herself from every angle in great 
detail. She gasped at the rear view of her tight bottom cheeks 
spread open by her lewd position, and between them the sight of 
her vagina stretched into a tight sheath around the monstrous 
shaft! She tried to pull up again. The thing swelled in her 
belly, holding her down, but she could see her vagina pull wet, 
shiny, and deep-pink from between her labia!

    The thing was bulging against her G-spot, she realized, and 
she could get a small amount of sliding motion up and down. 
This she began to do. She dropped her eyes down and began to 
concentrate on reaching her first orgasm.

    The table began to turn. It turned until she was facing a 
new man, which meant her ass was pointed right into the face of 
the man behind her. All were naked, and all had huge cocks, 
erect, purple, shiny and straining. All were stroking their 
huge cocks as they stared at her violated body.

    She found that she could rock her pelvis back and forth in 
such a way that the thing swelled and retracted inside her, but 
the motion didn't require the effort of her thigh muscles. The 
pendants on her nipples were driving her wild, the way they 
tugged and pulled on her erect, sensitive flesh. Meanwhile, her 
fingers explored her slippery, stretched inner labia, and 
teased her VERY erect clitoris.

    The table turned again. It was programmed to turn one-sixth 
of a turn every minute. Not fast enough to make her dizzy, but 
fast enough to give each man a new view of her at frequent 
intervals.

    She was getting extremely hot and aroused. Her red-rimmed 
vagina slid up and down the tool a couple of inches, leaving 
her sticky wetness in a thick, dripping layer which slowly 
flowed down the shaft onto the table. Her anus twitched and 
trembled. Her breathing was ragged, and she gasped in and 
sobbed out. Her chest heaved and her pelvis rocked. Her fingers 
tweaked and pulled on her now HUGELY erect clitoris. It had 
never thrust out from between her labia like this before. She 
attacked it without mercy, as that wicked instrument thrust and 
massaged deep in her belly, rubbing her G-spot.

    The table turned and turned. Suddenly she opened her mouth 
wide, threw her head back, sucked in a huge rush of air, 
paused, and then screamed. She screamed loudly and long as her 
climax swept over her body. Her scream wavered low into a 
whimper and then grew loud again, until all the air was forced 
from her lungs. With a shuddering, convulsive gasp, she sucked 
her lungs full again and began to sob.

    Tears flowed down her cheeks as her body shook and 
shuddered. She cried and whimpered as her pelvis bucked 
involuntarily and her vagina rippled with waves of spasms. The 
ecstatic feeling of total release filled her. She was flying! 
She was jetting through a warm sea! She was soaring through the 
warm, turbulent waters which caressed and teased her entire 
body all at once! She whimpered, cried, and groaned just as 
quickly as she could draw breath.

    The men watched in awe, wildly pumping their engorged 
organs! Those in front and behind her watched as her vulva 
exploded with fluid which flowed freely from between her labia 
and the huge tool, drenching the table between her knees in a 
spreading puddle of clear, sticky liquid. One man gasped, "It's 
a liquid orgasm!" And then he erupted, spraying huge jets of 
semen up to her neck and breasts.

    The others came as well. Spurts of thick semen filled the 
air with white ropes! They sprayed her ass and legs and back 
and belly with heavy globs of cum.

    She was just coming down from her orgasm when they erupted. 
The feeling of their cool semen flowing down all over her body, 
dripping from her nipples and bottom, sent her over the edge 
again. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh FUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" She screamed as another 
climax slammed into her!

    They watched her writhing in orgasm, their own organs 
subsiding in their hands. She was lost for almost two minutes.

    When she calmed she was almost unconscious. Her knees hurt. 
Gentle hands supported her as a man manipulated the tool. She 
felt the heavy click inside her again. Then strong hands helped 
her raise her pelvis up, sliding her off the gigantic shaft. 
Kneeling upright, swaying, she felt empty. Her open vagina 
dripped. They kept her knees and ankles fastened in place. Then 
a man brought a small, padded bench which he placed in front of 
her. They unfastened one of her wrists, but reconnected it to 
the belt behind her. Now one hand was positioned at the front 
of her vulva while the other hand curled down over the split 
between her cheeks. Then they pressed her forward until her 
collarbones rested against the padded bench. Her head was very 
low, and her ass was raised high in the air.

    They ran nicely padded straps under her armpits and pulled 
them forward, securing her torso forward so that she could not 
sag backwards. With her knees fixed in place, this forced her 
to keep her ass at its highest point and held her chest down. 
These straps also allowed her to relax because she was held in 
position even with no effort on her part. They ran a headband 
around her forehead to keep the hair out of her face. She knew 
her vagina had to still be a wide open hole, and that this hole 
had to be thrust out past the edge of the table because her 
face hung out over the opposite edge.

    Then she felt thick oil being poured on her ass. Rough 
hands spread the oil all over her bottom and the backs of her 
thighs. More and more oil flowed over her, running down the 
small of her back then down over her sides to drip from her 
belly. Trickles of oil flowed from her belly down to her chest. 
Soon it was dripping from the tips of her nipples. Her 
breathing grew faster and faster, and the nipple pendants 
bounced and made her feel wild again. They spread oil all over 
her legs and feet. They even poured oil into her open vagina. 
Soon her entire lower body was covered with a thick, shiny 
coating of heavy lubrication. The men were all hugely erect 
again. Everyone sat down, and the table turned.

    Instantly the man behind her rose. He began to stroke her. 
His hands wandered all over her ass, down her back, under her 
belly, back up along her sides, over her hips, down her thighs, 
inside her thighs, up inside her thighs to her smooth vulva. He 
spread his fingers out under her, pressing up against her soft, 
fleshy mound, as he thrust both thumbs into her vagina and 
pulled it wide open. Soon his tongue was swirling inside her 
hole, thrusting deep, stabbing into her inner depths. Then he 
licked up from her hole to her anus, licking and stabbing his 
tongue at her tiny, pink rosebud!

    She was groaning lewdly, writhing her pelvis as much as she 
could, as the man in front of her stood and poked his huge tool 
into her open mouth. Holding her head in his hands, he began to 
thrust luxuriously in and out of her head, sliding his look 
shaft down her throat. She timed her breathing with his pumping 
cock, her tongue lapping at his root, at his hairy balls, his 
shaft filling her throat.

    Meanwhile the man behind her was sliding his rigid cock all 
over her oily behind. He thrust up along the split of her 
bottom, the head sliding under her hand, and she grabbed it. It 
was huge and thick and hot in her grasp. She tried to hold it 
firm but he slid it within her fist. Her hand was too tiny to 
really get a good grip on it, but he seemed pleased at her 
efforts because he thrust it roughly between the top of her 
pelvis and her tiny fingers. She felt it pulse and spasm under 
her fingers.

    He slid his cock head back down, pausing at her anus, then 
down to her vagina. With one quick thrust he plunged into her 
body. As she screamed around the cock buried in her throat, he 
jerked his tool back out of her, then buried it deep between 
her labia again! Now she was whimpering again. With each thrust 
he tried to get deeper into her belly.  He pushed roughly 
against her cervix until she felt his dangling balls bumping 
into her wildly protruding clitoris. She was now very close to 
her climax again! He grabbed her pelvis with both hands, his 
thumbs at her anus. She tried to push his thumbs away, but her 
hand was too tiny and weak. Sliding his hands all over the top 
of her bucking pelvis, he suddenly pressed a thumb at her 
rosebud again, firmly, until it opened to accept him. He buried 
his thumb in her so he could feel his huge tool sliding through 
her vagina. She placed her hand over his, holding it in place.

    The man with his cock down her throat must have been 
watching in the overhead mirror because his cock began to surge 
and swell. She felt his balls pull tightly up against her 
tongue. Then she felt a ripple surge down the length of his 
cock and he cried out, "You fucking slut!" She knew he was 
spraying his semen down her throat! His balls surged and she 
felt his cock spurting in her mouth as he pulled his erupting 
cock out enough for her to taste his fresh cum.

    The man stuffing her vagina began to erupt as well. As his 
balls pulled up tightly to his body, they wickedly stimulated 
her clitoris, and she went over the edge.

    She screamed again, cum bubbling from her mouth, flowing 
down her chin. Even as she began to climax, the table turned. 
Fresh, huge, rigid cocks began their work. The new man behind 
her rubbed his cock all up and down her legs. He thrust it 
against the slippery soles of her feet, down her shapely 
calves, and up the backs of her thighs. Mostly, though, he 
focused on teasing her clitoris. He pinched it between his 
thumb and finger and rolled it back and forth. This action made 
her scream and scream as her pelvis bucked violently. The 
sensation was SO intense that she felt she had to get away. Her 
orgasm was tearing through her, yet this sensation was more 
devastating than she could stand. But she was held firmly in 
position. Her pelvis could buck and shudder, and she could 
writhe her body, but she could not escape. Her cries and 
screams filled that air as she began to babble almost 
incoherently.

    "No, oh fuck, please, don't! OH! Yes! YES! I'm... I... OH, 
I can't take.... Please! OH GOD! OH GOD! FUCK! OH YES! Give 
me.... Oh please! I can't.... It's so.... OH FUCK! I'm so... 
so... SO! OH DAMN! Please don't.... Stop! Don't stop! OH... DO 
STOP! MY GOD!"

    And then his cock was in her, stretching her, and another 
cock was down her throat, and she was cumming and cumming and 
cumming, and then the table turned, and her body was dripping 
and flowing with her fluids and gobbets of semen, and the table 
turned, and someone was pounding her cervix, and her nipples 
couldn't take any more, and she was cumming, and her clitoris 
was on fire, and her mouth was full of cum again, and the table 
turned, and there were MANY fingers in her vagina, and her 
vagina was rippling perpetually and flowing and dripping, and 
her vagina was full of thrusting cock, and her clitoris was 
bursting, and balls were pulling up tight against her tongue 
again, and two thumbs were in her anus, and the table turned, 
and she couldn't stop cumming, and more semen flowed from her 
mouth and down her throat, and her vagina was just so FUCKING 
full of cock, and.... darkness.

    She awoke slowly. She was in her own bed. Her body was sore 
but in a pleasing way. She stretched like a cat. As she 
stretched, she noticed that her inner labia and clitoris were 
very sensitive to the touch of the sheet. She pulled the sheet 
up to look. She gasped to see her little, pink clitoris still 
protruding up from her mons. It stood out like a tiny, pink 
soldier, ready to do battle. She touched it and was rewarded by 
pleasure rather than pain. Her slit was already slippery, as 
her fingers quickly found out. Her explorations soon became 
urgent. Fingers found their favorite places. Soon the 
shuddering began again...
