Church of Chains (9 page)

Chapter 11

The thought of how shamelessly she was exposing herself to the impassive gazes of her masters came to her rescue. As she looked down her body she saw her nipples begin to harden again and slowly the fires in her belly began to smoulder once more.

Paula held the phallus in one hand and reached for her crotch with the other. As she bent her head forward to look down between her breasts, her hair fell in curtains around her face. Irritably she flicked it back and bent again, this time pushing her pelvis forward as she settled her legs even wider apart.

In her far off and long abandoned previous life she had only ever masturbated a few times. Boyfriends had not usually been scarce, and on those few occasions she had played with herself in the dark privacy of her bed. But now she put the fingers of her free hand between her lips and parted them as wide as she could before beginning to stroke her clitoris. She took her time, swirling her fingertips around it and then letting them trail over it lightly. She felt how it nestled in its protective folds of soft flesh and teased it into thrusting up and then again pulled herself as wide open as she could for her audience. She knew she was wet and wanted the men to see how her sex flesh was responding. Now she rubbed her hand hard down over the firm little nub, making herself gasp as a jolt of delicious pleasure ran tingling through her. Then she dragged the fingers up over it again and tilted her hips as she splayed her lips wide once more to show off the glistening moisture which was starting to flow from her sex and dampen her pubes.

She found herself longing to see if her labia were really as full and open as they felt to her. They felt even more soft and compliant as she let her thoughts turn to how they had been whipped over the last day. With a moan she put her head back and reached even farther under herself to put a finger into her hole and begin to work it, stirring the floods of her musky nectar. She reached again and put three fingers in but groaned in frustration that she couldn’t get them farther up. Her channel was quivering with eagerness to grip a thrusting shaft. But she wouldn’t let it; not yet.

Although she was completely absorbed and now desperate to test her body with the enormous phallus she held, a part of her still wanted to display her arousal yet more blatantly. She brought her head forward, not caring about her hair swirling in dishevelled waves around her face and craned her neck down as far as she could. Her hips bucked of their own accord as she pressed her hand brutally hard to her frantically erect pleasure bud. The ripple of joy which ran through her made her legs tremble and she groaned again as she slowly brought her hand back along the crease between her lips until her fingers emerged, soaking and shining with the juice which flooded her.

Through half-closed eyes she saw four throbbing erections jutting towards her and wanted to feel all of them find their release in her body in any way they chose. She hardly noticed her hands join to grip the enormous shaft and bring it to her entrance. But once it was there she pushed up and let out a cry of astonished delight as she felt herself open wider than she had ever done before. But even then there was a moment’s pure agony which only sent fresh torrents of arousal crashing through her as the head stretched and tested her to the limit. And then it was in.

Paula’s legs felt as though they would give way before the explosion of pleasure which engulfed her as the shaft pushed up and pressed against every millimetre of tissue in her channel, and still there was more to get in. She moved her hands down and pushed again, and again her body took it in. It felt as if it would spear into her very stomach but one last time she reached down and pushed, bucking her hips to draw it in and let it do its worst. She felt the walls of her vagina eagerly gripping the monstrous intruder and with a grimace of ecstasy she began to move it with her hands now only holding the leather scrotum, so completely had she taken it in. It only took a few thrusts; the hungry sucking noises her sex made as she withdrew it and then pushed it back up bore witness to her approaching climax. All at once she couldn’t hold the slow rhythm and began urgent little stabs upwards right at its fullest penetration. From a long way off she heard her own voice crying out at each thrust and felt her vagina go into wild spasms while every muscle in her stomach writhed and rippled. She felt herself stagger helplessly and then at last a billow of utter joy brought her crashing to the floor and she curled around the shaft which impaled her while her body shook and twisted under the wave after wave of orgasm which ripped through her. For a long time afterwards echoes and aftershocks ran through her and she was helpless to do anything other than lie in an exhausted huddle, still with the phallus deep inside her.

It felt as if an entire part of her body was being sucked out when a hand reached between her legs and pulled it out of her. She cried out in shock and rolled onto her back, only to find the brother who had put her rings in lowering himself onto her. He had no need to do anything other than push himself straight into her. Although she had contracted sharply when he had emptied her, she was so moist and had been stretched so far that he slid in and was thrusting up before she fully knew what was happening. Her display had obviously met with their approval because he was in a hurry for his release. Paula lifted her hips to meet each thrust and groaned in pure luxurious pleasure as she felt her channel once again grip eagerly at a shaft and jolts of stimulation began to run through her. She flung her arms round his broad back and pulled him down onto her, urging him on to ream her out harder. It was against the rules for her to speak but she was past caring now. His thrusts became faster and she arched her back as his pelvis slammed into her and she felt him begin to pump. The feel of the hot sperm flooding so deep inside her triggered another devastating orgasm which kept her bowed up off the floor and she matched him cry for cry as he pounded the last of his strength into her.

She was given no time to recover. As soon as he rolled off her, she was hauled to her feet and half carried over to the sofa. The brother who was supporting her had his arms under her shoulders and his hands were already gripping her breasts and pulling hard enough at her nipples for the pain to clear her head a little. It was just enough for her to see what was required next. One of the brothers lay full length in front of her, his sex rearing up stiffly.

Paula knelt quickly above him and reached down between her legs to grip his shaft and steer it straight into her gaping entrance. He grasped her hips and began his thrusts immediately, just as urgent as his predecessor. She rode him easily, her body finding the rhythm instinctively. At times only the head of his member was in her and she could feel her lips fluttering desperately to try and grip him. Then she was grinding herself down against him as he pushed up and she made mewing noises of joy as she felt him spear up into her depths. Vaguely she was aware of his hands reaching up and cupping her breasts so she pressed forward and leaned her whole weight against them. He trapped her nipples between his fingers and squeezed. With her own hands she pressed his, urging him to squeeze harder and arching her back to offer them up better.

But suddenly there was a hand in her hair and her head was turned to the side. Right in her face was another rigid sex imperiously demanding her body. She reached out with one hand and put it behind the man, feeling the hard muscle of his buttock and pulling him towards her. Her mouth opened and she felt the long shaft push in for her throat.

Paula fell into a sort of delirium. She was being fucked at both ends and her body was already in a kind of overdrive. Effortlessly it matched the rhythms of the two sexes. In a daze Paula felt her body urge them on, her vagina sucking at the shaft which filled it, her mouth licking and sucking as well. Finally the man under her shifted his grip back to her hips and began to buck faster and faster. At the same time she heard the man who was using her mouth give a hoarse shout and then they were both pumping. Desperately afraid she would faint from sheer joy Paula hung on to the buttocks of the man who was now filling her mouth with hot salty fluid. She tried to moan as yet another orgasm exploded inside her and this time her whole body seemed to be a firework going off in silent bursts of light and heat, but she spluttered on the sperm being pumped into her mouth while down below yet more sperm seemed to be spurting up to meet it. A sudden cataclysmic shaft of sensual short circuit transfixed her as the man beneath arched his back in one final spurt and she went into spasm once more while still trying to swallow and cry out at the same time.

She slid sideways down onto the floor as the man who had been in her mouth withdrew. She lay trying to get her breathing back under control, swallowing and gasping by turns. She could feel sperm on her cheeks and chin from where she had spluttered and choked at the moment of her climax. She wiped at her face and licked her fingers, reluctant to waste any of the precious fluid. If she was punished for spilling it in the first place, she wouldn’t be surprised and the prospect of further whipping no longer frightened her. From between her legs she could feel sticky trails begin to find their way out of her body. Her blood pounded through her veins and she felt as if there was no strength left in her limbs. She couldn’t even stir or groan when she felt powerful hands under her shoulders and she was lifted groggily to her feet.

Blearily she focused her eyes on the face of the fourth brother. He smiled at her.

“Now it’s my turn.”

He took her over to the billiards table and bent her over it. She was grateful for the support it gave her under her torso. She wasn’t sure her legs would take her weight. Every now and then she could feel a ripple run through her muscles as the recent earthquakes in her body still rumbled faintly. Her sex stung and burned her where it had been so violently treated over the last twenty-four hours but never had she felt so completely used. And this left a warm feeling in her belly. She had been a creature of pure sexuality.

She rested her cheek on the baize of the table’s surface and ignored the slight tickling it caused at the tips of her breasts. Whatever was coming next she wanted it, and she concentrated on relaxing so as to be ready.

The door opened behind her. It must have been a girl bringing a tray in from the Lounge because she heard drinks being poured and then the door closed again. The fourth brother came to stand behind her. He had positioned her with her legs wide open and now began to explore her with his hand. She was still slick with her own fluids as well as those of the other two men who had taken her there. His hand ran slowly up her slit, just touching her throbbing clitoris before moving up again and gently pushing into her hole. Although it was tender, she was so slick that his fingers slid in and she stirred and sighed in pleasure as they felt their way up into her. She was disappointed when he withdrew them but waited patiently for further probing. When they came however she couldn’t help herself from starting violently. His fingers began to force themselves into her back passage.

When he felt her jerk in surprise he put his other hand on her back to hold her down. Paula bit her lip but subsided. She had never been taken in the rear before and she fretted that she wouldn’t be big enough. If it hurt she didn’t care, just so long as she could take this Master there, if that was what he wanted of her.

He calmly delved back into her sex and Paula felt herself begin to tighten around his fingers as her anxiety deepened. He felt her contract round his fingers and laughed. “I’d heard that it looked like no-one had been up that way. Not many sluts we get in here that haven’t been well used in the arse. Still, better late than never.”

His hand returned to her anus and he poked his lubricated fingers into her. It was a strange feeling but Paula bore down to try and help him in. “Good girl,” he said.

Then she yelped as he prised her open with the fingers of two hands. But as soon as she felt the head of his penis touch the mouth of the tight little passage she settled her legs even wider and tried to relax. However, the feeling that her flesh was being torn as he began to push made her grimace. The rending pain made her hiss between her gritted teeth. It grew worse and worse until she was sure he would never get in. But at last it peaked and was eclipsed by the relief of feeling him probing up into her stomach and beginning to stimulate the membranes which separated that passage from her vagina by pressing them towards the front vaginal wall.

Paula was delighted. Now every passage that could be open to a man was open. And she loved how the shaft of the sex seemed to touch every sensitive cell of this virgin passage as it pushed apart the tight lining. She was sighing and groaning by the time he had fully penetrated and began to withdraw. Her head jerked up in dismay as she felt him begin to do so but a breathtaking feeling of pleasure flooded through her as he emptied her tight little tunnel until only the tip of his erection was inside her. She raised herself onto tiptoes and pushed back so as not to lose him and felt her sphincter close on him, then gave a throaty cry of utter abandon as he thrust in again. But this time he reached round in front of her belly and she felt his fingers begin to toy with her clitoris just as he reached his full extent inside her. She began to shake her head in denial of just how high she was going to be taken this time. “Oh God!” she heard herself wail as he began to slowly empty her passage again while still rubbing at her furiously erect bud.

All the time he withdrew she heard herself make a strange moaning growl as entirely new pleasure centres burst into life and flooded her exhausted system with sensation. When he was held only by her sphincter once more, he stopped.