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I got home from work at just after six. I would have almost two hours to prepare for Mike, who my fiancé Blake had whored me out to for this evening.

Blake was not home yet, so I waxed my legs making sure that they were totally smooth. When I was satisfied, I gave myself three big enemas and expelled them into the toilet. I then took a nice long soak in a hot bath and used plenty of oils. My asshole still had a pleasant soreness from Blakes poundings over the weekend.

Blake arrived home and popped his head into the bathroom saying, “Make sure you wear a sexy pair of panties for Mike.”

I nodded and finished up my bath. I lathered nicely scenting lotion all over my body, blow dried my hair and applied make up. All I wore were my blue lace bikini panties. I looked great!

Blake took me to the stockade and locked me in. He locked my ankles a little more than shoulder width apart, giving me a nice spread. He bent me over the padded shelf and strapped my abdomen to it. He locked my wrists close to the floor. He then put thick leather straps around my chest and neck. This left me bent over, with my ass protruding and my back was parallel with the floor. Even though my neck was strapped into the stockade, my head hung over the padded shelf, giving me freedom to move my head however I wanted. I could see myself in the mirror, and what a site I was! A beautiful twenty-four-year-old blonde, in great shape, locked into stockades, wearing only blue panties. Blake slapped my ass kind of hard and left the room.

Approximately ten minutes later I heard the doorbell ring and Blake went to answer it. I could hear him talking with Mike and I was almost at the point of throwing up, the shame and butterflies in my stomach were so intense!

After some small talk, Blake led Mike into the room where I was locked up. Blake stood by the doorway and Mike circled around me a few times.

“You are one of the select few women that are even more beautiful naked, than dressed.” Mike went on to explain, “Your skin is flawless, your muscle tone is superb, and your proportions are amazing!”

He then asked, “Sweetheart, do you understand what is going to happen to you tonight?”

I nodded yes.

Mike went on to explain, “I am going to cut off your panties exposing your full nakedness. I know about your chastity covered pussy so I will be taking your ass tonight. I hope that Bake has broken you in because I have a huge cock. If he has not it will be even more enjoyable to me! I am paying a lot of money for your ass and I expect the best service. If not, I will whip your ass raw. If yes, I will still spank you but not to the point of rawness. You will also be required to swallow down anything I present to you.”

The gravity of my situation was sinking in and my pussy was flooding with wetness. The shame burning in me was almost unbearable! I felt so helpless. I watched Mike count off twenty $100 Dollar bills and hand them over to Blake. Blake left the room shutting the door.

Mike walked around me a few times just looking and copping some feels. I could see a HUGE bulge growing in his slacks. He then undressed and I saw that he indeed had a huge cock! It was probably about 10 inches long and thick. Mike now walked up to my head which was hanging off the front of the padded shelf and lifted it up by the hair. I was now staring at his cock and he aimed it right for my mouth. It was a tight fit, but it pacified the nausea in my gut. I could not move so Mike started rocking his hips backwards and forwards and soon had the head knocking at my esophagus entrance. He did not push it in though.

“I am just getting warmed up my dear.” He stated in a devilish tone, “I won’t make you deep throat me now, but you will before the night is over.”

I sucked on his cock for a while and tasted his sweet oily precum. I loved precum and he had so much more than Blake. I didn’t worry too much about my teeth because Mike seemed to like feeling them. Just as my jaw started to ache Mike pulled out.

Mike now walked behind me and just started feeling my ass and the insides of my thighs. Sometimes he would grab my flesh gently. It felt great. I would have to ask Blake to do this to me.

I was sopping wet and I am sure Mike could smell my arousal. Mike seemed to take great joy in feeling the plate of my shield through the blue panties. He spent a lot of time jut pressing it and running his fingers around the edges and knocking on it with his knuckle. He commented on how lucky I was to have it because assholes are so much tighter and better for sex.

Soon Mike’s fingers started prod under the lace of my panties. He spent a lot of time just feeling around and enjoying the feel of my most intimate parts. I felt like a horse that was being inspected at an auction and loved it! I could feel the wetness building under my shield. The fact that I still had my panties on made it feel more seductive, almost fatih escort as if he was stealing touches from me and getting away with it. The wetness from deep within me had leaked out from under my shield and Mike used it to lubricate his finger and rub my taint so seductively. I was squirming and creaming and he knew it.

“Well, you sure are a horny for a whore.” Mike stated, “I might have been able to get your ass without paying for it, if I had known you were this sex starved. I think you need to be punished for Blake’s sake.”

Mike took a pocket knife out of his pants that were lying on the floor. He opened up the blade in front of my face and walked around me to my pantied rear. I watched him in the mirror. He started dragging the blade point over my cheeks. It did not hurt but felt kind of like a kitten scratch that does not draw blood. It really drove home my helpless state.

Soon Mike was dragging the point of the blade along the outside edges of my panty lace. It was deliciously unbearable along the crease of my thighs and abdomen. Mike also tapped my shield lightly with the back of the blade. This sent very enjoyable tap waves through my locked-up labia.

When he was done teasing me Mike cut right through the gusset of my favorite panties. He then pulled them up to the small of my back. They now resembled the top part of a garter belt rather than panties. I was sad to lose my favorite panties but excited about what was to happen. Mike now ran his fingers up and down my exposed crack a few times, sending shivers through my locked body. I especially loved it when the fingers went over my rosebud. It was the most exquisite tease.

Mike grabbed each of my toned ass cheeks in his hands and just squeezed them gently. He then pried them apart and let out a whistle as he took in the sight of my exposed asshole. I wiggled my buns in his hands some. I was so worked up.

“Ain’t that just precious!” Mike exclaimed, “It is so perfect and flawless that I need a taste before I deflower and wreck it. But first, let’s take a few pictures so that you can see the before and after.”

Mike took a few pictures of my ass. Some from a few feet away and some from closer with my cheeks pried apart. I could see him zooming in on just my pucker. When he was done, he then put his phone on the dresser.

With that he got down on his knees and stuck his face between the cheeks, that he was prying apart. A shiver ran through my spine as I felt him kiss my most private hole. He then released my ass cheeks and I felt them clutching his shaved face, effectively trapping it in my ass crack. Mike now grabbed me by the sides of my waist and started slurping on my asshole with his tongue. It was the most divine feeling ever. The dirtiness of it and the friction from his tongue were indescribable. I let out a deep moan of pure pleasure and wiggled my pretty ass on his face.

Mike ate my ass for about five minutes. His tongue explored every crinkle of my shutter. He stabbed it inside like a little cock. He formed a seal around it with his lips and just sucked on it. I could feel how much he desired me. I closed my eyes and luxuriated in the intense pleasure, moaning like the whore I had become.

I was disappointed when Mike let go of my waist and pried my ass cheeks apart removing his face. I would not have tired of his ass eating, if he decided to do it all night.

“Delicious!” Mike exclaimed, “Not only is your ass gorgeous but it tastes even better than it looks.”

I wiggled it in appreciation of the praise and didn’t have to wonder long what his next plans were for me.

“The only improvement possible would be a nice red hue on those cheeks.” He stated with authority.

I mean what could I do? I was locked into a stockade and could not move my body, except to wiggle my ass or move my head.

I watched helplessly as Mike went and got the flexible leather paddle off the dresser. Blake had never used it on my seriously. He had bought it more as a gag. I had a feeling, that it was now going to be different with Mike.

“A good spanking will sharpen a girl’s senses.” He explained, “It also brings blood to the spanked area warming the skin. When I fuck your ass, I want it to be HOT!”

I then felt a good hard smack on my right cheek. I relished the shame of my situation. I knew, that I was a very naughty girl, whoring myself out for money. I deserved a good spanking and asked Mike to hit me harder.

Mike laid into my ass with the paddle. He alternated cheeks and made sure to spank me higher where the ass meets the back, and lower where the creases separate the ass from the thighs. The pain really drove home the shame of what I had become and as Mike had stated earlier, sharpened the senses.

I squirmed in delicious pain, as Mike rained thirty solid smacks onto my exposed and restrained ass. I could see in the mirror that my ass was a dark shade of red, when he was done. It contrasted so sexily with my white thighs.

“Much improved!” Mike çapa escort stated, fondling my right ass cheek, “And now, much warmer to the touch.”

Mike was so right. It now seemed like he had electricity in his hands as he fondled my ass cheek. The nerves seemed to be so much more sensitive now.

Mike now grabbed a bottle of lube from the dresser and boy did it feel cold when he applied it to my crevice. He massaged it in and his fingers and my did fingers feet heavenly. I could tell that he was really into my ass and it turned be on, even though there was no love between us. The fact that I did not love him, added greatly to my shame, and turned me on even more. This was for pleasure only and I wanted to enjoy it.

Soon, Mike lubed up his huge cock. Blake was not small but Mike was humongous! He rubbed it up and down my crevice a few times creating sparks of desire when its blunt head rubbed over my hole. It took me by surprise when he rammed it in about two inches. I screamed in shock and pain as he grabbed my waist in his slippery hands. Yes, especially his right hand that he had used to lube his humongous cock!

“Now, Now.” He soothed me, holding on to my thin waist tightly, “It will start to feel good soon. Every whore has to learn how to deal with the initial pain of anal intrusion. You are lucky I didn’t put it all the way in.”

Small comfort, I thought, as it felt like my poor asshole had been ripped in half. Luckily Mike did not insert his monster any deeper and he just held on to my waist tightly, constricting my thrashing.

He was right, once again, and the pain did start to subside. When he noticed me calming down in my restraints he started the smallest of rocking motions with his hips. I could feel his slippery monster intruding just a little more with each rocking motion. The pain was subsiding but now the pressure was building up. I kept on feeling fuller and more stretched. It was kind of painful but in a good way.

I started wiggling my ass to get more friction and held my breath. It hurt, but I wanted it.

“See, Sweetheart, its not so bad once it gets going.” Mike smugly stated. I felt like I had to take a massive shit, but it was going the wrong way. The pressure was so great now and then I felt his hips on my ass cheeks. He had bottomed out in me and I knew he couldn’t go any deeper. I exhaled and found out I was wrong, as the pressure of his hips increased on my ass and his monster sunk another inch into my bowels.

Mike let go of the right side of my waist and slapped me hard on the side of my ass.

“You did it girl!” He exclaimed, “Not many women can take a cock my size to the hilt. You should be proud of yourself. You make a fine whore!”

The shame and pride of what he just said welled inside of me and I clenched my ass uncontrollably. Mike just held it in at its deepest. I had never felt so full. Blake couldn’t compare.

I thought I was going to explode, with the fullness of his cock, and the shame welling up inside of me. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it any longer I felt an easing of the pressure on my ass cheeks, as Mikes hips started backing away. He kept going back ever so slowly and the most divine friction was created in my asshole, as his monster withdrew. He completely removed it and I felt the head pop out.

“Look at that gape!” Mike exclaimed. “Not so tight and dainty any more, are we? Now you are a true whore!”

I thought I was going to die of shame. I clenched my pucker as hard as I could, as the reality of what I had become hit me.

“Look at it twitch!” Mike exclaimed with glee. “At least you are a clean whore. Not a piece of shit on my rod. It will make your clean up duties easier to stomach.”

I could see in the mirror that my face was as red from shame as my ass was from the paddling. I wanted to burry my face under a pillow but at the same time I wanted Mike to burry his monster back in my ass!

Mike slapped my ass cheeks a few times. This really drove home that he owned me for the evening and I was helpless to stop him. I was his whore. Bought and paid for.

Mike pushed his monster back in slowly, in one motion, all the way to the hilt again. I took a sharp intake of breath and only let it out once he was fully in. It did not hurt this time. I could feel my ass stretch around his intruding shaft and the complete fulness engulfed me once more. Mike continued pushing all the way in slowly and pulling completely out for a few more minutes. The pain and the pressure had totally disappeared. Now I was experiencing the divine pleasure of the fiction on my pucker. His cock was so big that it totally stretched my sphincter exposing every last nerve. This was much better than taking a good shit because the exquisite friction just went on and on and did not end when the turd hit the water.

After about twenty of these deep, slow, deliberate strokes Mike slapped my ass hard and walked over to my face.

“Your doing great Sweetheart.” He praised, “Now lift your head and güngören escort clean me off before I put new lube on and get going in earnest.

I lifted my head and Mike stuck his cock in my open mouth. I am sure my lips were stretched to the fullest to accept it. He deliberately pushed it in until it hit the back of my throat. He then grabbed two handfuls of my long blond hair and pushed hard with his pelvis. His cock went right down my gullet.

“Good girl!” He praised, while holding his cock all the way down my throat.

I could not swallow and it was hard to breath. I could smell his manly scent, for my nose was mashed into his pubic bone and surrounded by his pubic hair. When he pulled out, I massaged the sensitive bottom of his shaft with my tongue and swallowed. I could now taste the strawberry lube and also a faint earthier taste, my ass. Mike pushed all the way back in and pulled out leaving just the head in my mouth a few more times.

“Your throat is almost as good as your ass Honey.” He declared, “The only thing missing on your face, are those gorgeous firm round ass cheeks, that feel so great on my midsection, when I am fully impaled into you.”

I felt like such a piece of pleasure meat and loved it. I thought about how loving sex was with Blake. With Mike it was just carnal and I liked it.

“I see that your ass has lost most of that bright red color from the spanking.” Mike stated as he completely pulled out of my mouth. “I am going to fix that by giving you another paddling. This one will be harder than the first since you are now an experienced whore. I will then apply new lube to my cock and start fucking your ass hard.”

True to his word, Mike walked over to the dresser and picked up the leather paddle. I gasped when the first swat hit my right cheek. It was so much harder than before. I could see in the mirror that Mike was really putting an effort into the paddling this time. I could see his muscles flexing with each hard whack, and I could hear the effect, as shots rang out in the closed room. Soon my ass was crimson red and I was balling like a little girl. The make-up, that I had labored on before he came, was now streaked and ruined with tears, spit and snot. The humiliation burned deep inside of my bowels and I knew, that I was forever, always going to love a good hard spanking.

When the thirty strokes were over Mike gently fondled my now beet red cheeks. My nerves were on fire and oversensitive. It seemed like all my burning shame was sparking out of my hot cheeks, into Mike’s hands. It was like an out of body experience.

I then felt the cold lube. Only this time it felt much colder because my ass was so much hotter. Mike also squirted a generous amount onto his cock. He then spread my cheeks with his hands and just rammed his cock in all the way.

I let out a loud moan as the air was driven from my lungs. Mike tightly grabbed the sides of my waist and really started banging into me. He was going fast now and I could hear the slapping, as his hips smacked into my ass cheeks. Each powerful thrust drove the air from my lungs and I started breathing in rhythm to his strokes. This created a sense of connection, and I knew at this point, that I had somehow connected to Mike, in a way that I had never connected with Blake.

Mike furiously sawed in and out of me for a few minutes and I exploded. It was such a hard long orgasm. The fire from the paddling, the teasing of the rim job, the shame of knowing that I had sold my body and was now a whore and Mike’s masterful fucking, had all combined perfectly and I could feel the squirt running through my locked lips, out of the plate and down my thighs.

Mike also felt it and stopped fucking me after I finally stopped thrashing and clenching my ass on his intruding monster.

“You are a firecracker! Your clenching almost put me over the edge. I better slow down or I am going to be shortchanged for what I paid for.” He said cooly.

Mike withdrew from my ass. I laid on the stockade’s bench totally spent. My hair was wet from sweat, my makeup ruined, my ass on fire and my asshole gaping. Mike came over to my head and once again lifted it by the hair. I was too tired to lift it myself. He stuck his cock all the way down my throat a few times. I tasted the strawberry lube and my ass much more this time. I swallowed it down absent mindedly, as my body was still awash in the endorphins of my huge orgasm.

Mike got his phone off the dresser and took a few more shots of my ass. It felt good when he spread the cheeks with his hand and took close ups. He then walked over to me and started showing me the pictures.

At first, he showed the pictures that he took at the beginning of the session. My cheeks were a pale white. My cute little pucker was closed tight and it had a nice pinkish peach color. Everything looked so clean like in a model picture shoot. Then he showed me the pictures that he just took. My ass cheeks were a fiery red from the paddling. My asshole was gaping open more than an inch. It wasn’t closing. It was a raw, and a deep bruised red in color. The insides of my cheeks, the whole crevice of my ass, my taint and the insides of my thighs were all shiny from the lube, my sweat and the giant squirt that I had just released. I was messy, and looked like the used whore I had become. I felt my asshole twitching in its shame.

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