Depths of Depravation (12 page)

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‘Did you tell her?’ Tony asked, walking towards Desiree as she hovered by the bushes at the end of his garden.

‘Yes, I told her,’ Desiree replied, her pretty face beaming. ‘She’s not worried about me now, I can tell.’

‘I’m glad it worked. You’ll have to keep the scam going, though. Every now and then, mention that I’m seeing my girlfriend. You did well, Desiree. Now, you’ll be able to come round here whenever you want and she won’t mind.’

‘Dressed like this,’ she whispered, lifting her short skirt up and exposing the hairless lips of her vagina.

‘You are the most beautiful girl in the world,’ he said, gazing longingly at her tightly closed sex crack. ‘Let’s slip into the bushes.’

Again lifting her skirt as she stood in the small clearing, Desiree closed her eyes as Tony dropped to his knees and kissed the fleshy swell of her vulval lips. The feel of his wet tongue running up and down her vaginal valley sent quivers through her pelvis. She parted her feet to the extreme to allow him better access to the sexual centre of her body. She held her pussy lips wide apart, exposing the ripe nub of her sensitive clitoris to his sweeping tongue, and let out a rush of breath as he drove two fingers deep into her creamy-wet vaginal duct.

‘It’s time we made love,’ Tony whispered.

‘Yes, yes,’ Desiree said. ‘Let’s go into your house.’

‘No, we’ll do it out here.’

‘But…’

‘Bend over that branch,’ he instructed her, rising to his feet. ‘Bend over and I’ll –’

‘Tony, not out here,’ she complained. ‘My mum might come out into the garden. Can’t we go into your house?’

‘This is our secret place, Desiree. It would be nice to christen our secret place with our first love-making…’

‘All right,’ she conceded. ‘I’d rather we were in bed, but…if that’s what you want.’

‘Good girl. Bend over the branch and, together, we’ll move on and leave virginity behind us.’

Bending over the branch, Desiree thought how she would have wanted their first love-making to be in Tony’s bed. Warm, loving, caring…As he lifted her short skirt up over her back and stroked the tensed flesh of her naked buttocks, she breathed in deeply. She could feel his fingertips moving down, running over the swell of her hairless vaginal lips. This was it, she mused, wondering whether her tight vagina could accommodate his massive penis. As his bulbous knob slipped between the engorged wings of her wet inner lips, she held her breath and closed her eyes.

‘Desiree, are you there?’ Belinda called.

‘Fucking hell,’ Tony hissed. ‘Now what?’

‘I said that we should have gone into your house,’ Desiree whispered, standing and adjusting her skirt.

‘Desiree, Jenny’s here to see you.’

‘Who’s Jenny?’

‘A friend of mine.’

‘Go and get rid of her.’

‘I can’t get rid of her. She’s come to see me…I thought she’d be at least an hour.’

‘At this rate, I’ll never get to fuck you.’

‘Never get to…Don’t you mean, make love to me?’

‘Yes, yes, whatever,’ he replied agitatedly.

Desiree left the bushes and walked across the lawn to the patio. She couldn’t help but wonder about Tony’s words as she stepped into the kitchen.
At this rate, I’ll never get to fuck you
. Why had he put it that way? she reflected, finding her mother in the lounge with Jenny.
At this rate, I’ll never get to fuck you
.

Belinda gazed at her reflection in the full-length mirror and smiled as she again recalled Tony’s words.
You’re attractive, you have a perfect body
…He was a charmer, she reflected, tossing her long black hair over her shoulder. With her blouse revealing her deep cleavage and her short black skirt displaying her slender thighs, she looked good and felt good. But, she reminded herself, as she left her bedroom, she was a married woman. And Tony was as good as blackmailing her.

Passing Desiree’s bedroom door, she stopped and listened as she heard Jenny giggling. She was pleased that Jenny had come round. Desiree needed someone to take her mind off Tony, someone of her own age to chat and laugh with. Jenny was a nice girl, Belinda mused. She was studious and very keen to go on to university. Hopefully, her influence would put Desiree back on the rails.

‘Spanking?’ Jenny said as Belinda was about to descend the stairs.

‘Yes,’ Desiree replied. ‘Bare-bottom spanking.’

‘God. Tell me more.’

‘Well…’

Unable to hear the girls’ whispers, Belinda made her way down to the kitchen. Shocked, she hoped that she’d misheard her daughter. But the words had been clear enough. Bare-bottom spanking? she pondered, wondering what on earth Desiree had been up to. She could only have been talking about Tony, she decided, her stomach churning as she walked briskly across the lawn to the bushes. Spanking? What the hell had he done to Desiree? She called out as she approached his back door and then stepped into the kitchen.

‘Oh, Belinda,’ Tony said, emerging from the lounge. ‘You look lovely, as always.’

‘What’s all this about spanking?’ she asked him.

‘Spanking?’ he echoed, looking mystified. ‘What do you mean?’

‘Have you spanked my daughter?’

‘
What
? Have you gone raving mad?’

‘Far from it. What have you done to my daughter?’

‘Done? I haven’t done anything. Calm down and tell me what this is all about.’

‘I think you know what it’s about. I’ve just overheard Desiree talking to her friend about bare-bottom spanking.’

‘And?’

‘Well, I…’

‘What does that have to do with me?’

‘Where else would she learn about such debased things? You’re into spanking, so…’

‘So you came storming round here and…’

‘You spanked me, didn’t you?’

‘Yes, I did. Look, girls of that age talk about sex. They talk about all aspects of sex.’

‘Where would Desiree have heard about spanking?’

‘From other girls, from a magazine…For God’s sake, I’ve been keeping my side of the bargain. I’ve told her that I’m not interested in anything other than friendship and I’ve even said that I have a girlfriend. And yet, again, you come storming round here with your bloody allegations.’

‘You’ve threatened to seduce my daughter often enough. All you talk about is Desiree and how you’re going to…’

‘I’m not going to threaten to seduce her again, Belinda.’

‘I’m pleased to hear it.’

‘I’m going to do it.’

‘What? You’ll keep away from her.’

‘All along you’ve accused me of trying to seduce her, and now you’re saying that I’ve spanked her. I think the time has come to strip young Desiree of her virginity.’

‘Tony, if you dare to…’

‘I’ve kept my side of the bargain, Belinda. But our deal isn’t working, is it?’

‘Yes, it is. I’ve committed adultery, for Christ’s sake. If that’s not keeping my side of the bargain, then I don’t know what is.’

‘Yes, we fucked in the bushes. But it’s your constant allegations and accusations that rile me. You perpetually accuse me of doing this and that to Desiree. So, I might as well do it.’

‘I’m sorry, Tony. It’s just that, hearing Desiree talking about bare-bottom spanking…Please, forgive me.’

‘Come with me,’ he ordered. He closed and locked the back door.

‘Where to?’

Following him up the stairs, Belinda wondered whether she was in for another spanking. He led her into the spare room at the back of the house. She’d enjoyed the feel of his palm meeting the smooth flesh of her naked buttocks when they’d been in the bushes. But, looking around the room as he closed the door behind her, she knew that she was in for more than a spanking. A wooden frame in the shape of an X stood in the centre of the room, handcuffs and bamboo canes were neatly laid out on a corner table, vibrators, candles, a leather riding crop…

‘What the hell…’ she said as he locked the door. ‘Tony, what is all this?’

‘This is my punishment room,’ he enlightened her. ‘I’ve been working hard to get the room ready. What do you think?’

‘You’re mad,’ she said. ‘To convert a room into a…a sex den is crazy.’

‘I thought it rather a good idea. I’ll show you what the frame is for.’

‘I don’t want to know what it’s for. God, I knew that you were a pervert, but this is incredible.’

‘Just allow me to show you what it’s for,’ he said, spinning her round and pushing her against the wooden frame.

As he pulled her arms high above her head, Belinda didn’t realise what he was doing until he’d secured her wrists to handcuffs at the tops of the wooden posts. She struggled and cursed as he parted her feet wide and cuffed each ankle to the bottom of the X-frame, but was unable to halt the bondage of her trembling body. Ignoring her protests, he released a catch and lowered the top half of the hinged frame. Her body bent over, her long black hair fanning out across the floor, her rounded buttocks billowing her tight skirt, she begged him to release her.

‘When you’ve been punished, I’ll allow you your freedom,’ he said, yanking her skirt up and tearing her panties away from her firm buttocks.

‘Punished?’ she exclaimed, unable to believe what he was doing. ‘Tony, please…You’re crazy. Unless you let me go, I’ll…’

‘This is the deal.’ He chuckled. ‘It’s either you or…’

‘My daughter?’

‘You wouldn’t want me to bring Desiree up to my punishment room, would you?’

‘Of course I wouldn’t.’

‘Then, shut up. As I said, I’ve had enough of your accusations.’

‘I won’t say anything again, I promise. Let me go, and I’ll…’

‘You need disciplining, Belinda. You’re rude, you answer back, you complain, you accuse me of spanking your daughter…Once I’ve corrected your wicked ways, you’ll be an obedient slave.’

‘A slave?’ she repeated. ‘Tony, I don’t want to be your slave. For God’s sake, let me go.’

‘If I let you go, then I’ll not only seduce Desiree, which will be easy, but I’ll pervert and corrupt her. She’s hooked on me, Belinda. She’d do anything for me.’

‘This has gone beyond a joke. Let me go and we’ll talk about it.’

‘This is no joke, Belinda. And it’s gone beyond talking. We’ve talked again and again about this. We made a deal, and I kept my side of the bargain.’

‘Let me go and –’

‘One more word, and I’ll be forced to gag you. Besides, a dirty little sex-starved slut like you should love a session of bondage and spanking.’

Gazing at her captor through her parted legs as he knelt on the floor and spread the firm globes of her buttocks, she tried not to picture Desiree cuffed to the wooden frame. Tony was a pervert, she thought, as she felt the tip of his wet tongue teasing the sensitive eye of her exposed anus. A complete pervert. But she reckoned that he was harmless enough. His punishment room, the wooden frame and handcuffs – all this was part of his perverted games. He probably spent hours flicking through dirty magazines and watching porn videos. He was a pervert and, more than likely, a harmless loner. But she didn’t want Desiree anywhere near him or his punishment room.
A dirty sex-starved slut?

Her womb contracted and her vaginal muscles tightened as he tongued her bottom hole. She felt her sex-milk oozing between the inner lips of her vulval crack. Looking back to the day Tony had moved in, Belinda reckoned that he’d never had any interest in Desiree. He’d said that he didn’t want silly teenage girls, and she now believed him. His game wasn’t designed to get his hands on Desiree’s young body. His threats to seduce the young girl had been a clever ploy to seduce Mom.

Tony was good, she reflected, as his tongue entered the tight hole of her anus. He knew what to do to a woman, how to pleasure a woman – a slut. As long as he didn’t do this to Desiree, she thought anxiously, again trying not to picture the girl tethered to the wooden frame. No, Tony wasn’t after Desiree. He’d used the girl as a weapon, as a means to an end. He’d had his eye on mother from day one.

Pushing thoughts of her daughter aside, Belinda was horrified to think that she was actually enjoying bondage and an enforced anal-tonguing. Although she’d been a slut during her teenage years, she’d never dreamed of bondage. The closest she’d come had been when she’d gone to the woods with three boys. During their sex games, two of the boys had held her down while the third had shafted her tight vagina. Finally marrying, she’d settled down to a staid love life. Until now.

Gasping as Tony drove two fingers deep into the sex-wet sheath of her tight pussy, Belinda pondered on the idea of becoming his sex slave. There was no way she’d do that, she decided. Once her husband was home, the games would have to come to an end. Far from her master, Tony would be nothing more than her next-door neighbour. But, what about his punishment room? she pondered. He’d obviously prepared the room with Belinda in mind. What would he do when the crude sex games ended?

‘Have you ever had a cock up your tight little arse?’ he asked her crudely.

‘No,’ she whispered, her wide eyes staring at him between her splayed legs. ‘And I’m not going to.’

‘I’ll decide whether or not you’ll have your arse fucked,’ he said firmly.

‘Tony, I’m not prepared to…’

‘I could always fuck Desiree’s arse.’

‘Desiree doesn’t want you. Besides, there’s no way she’d allow a pervert like you anywhere near her.’

‘She doesn’t want me? That’s odd because she told me that she…No, it wouldn’t be fair to tell you what Desiree said to me in private.’

‘Tony, my back is aching like hell. Please, let me go now.’

‘I will, just as soon as I’ve finished with you.’

Belinda watched as he took a huge vibrator from the table and drove it deep into the tightening sheath of her drenched vagina. She let out a rush of breath as he switched the device on. As the soft buzzing sound reverberated around the room and the vibrations permeated her trembling pelvis, she realised that her daughter’s bedroom was the other side of the wall. If Desiree knew what her mother was doing, if she ever discovered her wanton adultery, her whoredom…Desiree had to be shielded from the debauchery. No matter what it took, Belinda knew that she had to protect her young daughter from the perverted acts.

‘No,’ she whispered as Tony pressed the tip of a second vibrator into the tight hole of her anus. Ignoring her, he pushed and twisted the plastic shaft, driving the buzzing phallus deep into her hot rectum as she gasped and trembled. Her sex sheaths bloated, the sensations driving her wild, she again thought of Desiree in her bedroom next door. With only a wall dividing the two rooms, she prayed that the girl wouldn’t hear her whimpers of pleasure. Then Tony grabbed something else from the table. Her eyes widened as she gazed at a riding crop in his hand and she tensed her buttocks. This was depravity beyond belief, she knew, as he raised the crop above his head.

‘I do believe that a light thrashing is in order.’ He chuckled as he brought the leather loop down across the twitching globes of her bottom. Again, the leather met her tensed flesh with a loud crack. Crying out as he administered the merciless thrashing, she again prayed that her daughter couldn’t hear the debauchery. What would Desiree think if she discovered the shocking truth? Her mother cuffed to a wooden frame with two vibrators forced into the depths of her most private holes, her naked buttocks whipped with a riding crop…But, worst of all was the fact that Belinda was enjoying the gruelling thrashing.

‘Are you going to be an obedient slave?’ Tony asked, halting the lashing of her glowing buttocks.

‘Tony, please…I can’t become a slave to you.’

‘You can, and you will.’

‘I’m married, for God’s sake. How can I become a sex slave to another man?’

‘Quite easily, Belinda. You’ll give your body to me, your master, whenever I snap my fingers. If I need your mouth, you’ll kneel and allow me to throat-spunk you. Whenever I need your hot cunt, you’ll open your legs and…’

‘No, I can’t agree to that.’

‘Then, Desiree will become my slave. I didn’t want to have to say this again, but you leave me no choice. It’s either you, or your daughter.’

Tony resumed the cruel lashing of Belinda’s crimsoned buttocks. He chuckled as the larger vibrator shot out of his victim’s vagina like a bullet. Switching the device off, he slipped the second vibrator out of her stretched anal canal and again brought the riding crop down across her burning flesh with a deafening crack. Her buttocks numbing, her juices of lust streaming from her gaping sex hole and coursing down her inner thighs, Belinda knew that she couldn’t take much more. Begging him to halt the punishment, she knew that she had no choice other than to become his slave.

‘All right,’ she finally said. ‘All right, I’ll be your slave.’

‘I’m pleased to hear it,’ he said, lowering the riding crop to his side. ‘You swear to open your mouth and suck out my spunk at my command?’

‘Yes, yes, all right.’

‘You swear to allow me to fuck your beautiful cunt whenever I wish.’

‘Yes, anything you say. Please, let me go now.’

‘And you swear to offer me your tight little arsehole whenever I want…’

‘No,’ she said. ‘No, I’ll not do that.’

‘In that case, I’ll fuck your daughter’s tight little bottom hole. She wants me to fuck her, Belinda.’

‘Don’t talk rubbish. Desiree would never…’

‘You don’t believe me?’

‘Tony, I know your game. I’ve worked it out. All this nonsense about seducing Desiree, saying that it’s me or my daughter…It was all a ploy, wasn’t it?’

‘A ploy? I’m not with you.’