Her Master Returns (Dark BDSM Erotica) (5 page)

The searing pain on her ass brought his presence back with a
vengeance. He had removed his thick black leather belt, quietly as
in all things, and brought it crashing down on Emily’s proffered
buttocks. Emily jerked violently at the contact; she almost tumbled
off the bench from the shock and burning ache. She gripped the
bench again to steady herself and bear the assault at both ends of
her body. Her Nemesis continued pumping - ramming his big cock down
Emily’s throat; and the new man continued belting – delivering
Emily another blow to her aching ass.

CRACK!

Emily screamed. The screech was muffled by rock hard meat and
exploded in her head instead of the room.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

The cock pumped in and out; the belt came thudding down. To
the front she was mouth fucked and to the rear she was ass flogged.
Emily held her position and seeped... watery tears down her face
and thick juice from her pussy.

Faster and faster Her Nemesis mouth fucked her, and harder and
harder Hades lashed out. She heard the man grunting in front of
her; she could feel his cock swell against her tongue. Another
whack on her ass sent Emily forward to meet him as Her Nemesis
growled loudly and thrust all the way in. There was a roar with the
action that heralded so much; then suddenly her throat was flooded
with warm thick liquid. Emily instantly gagged and tried to pull
away, but the hands held her there. The man pulled his cock out so
only the head was resting on Emily’s tongue. Another blast was
unleashed and Emily felt more warm creamy cum squirt onto her
tongue and splash onto her palate and tonsils. It was followed by
another and another. Emily’s mouth became swollen with the man’s
cock and his spunk. Her Nemesis was groaning and ramming his
ejaculating rod into her mouth so hard it hurt.

Flavour and texture and the warmth of life – it washed around
her oral senses. The taste was revolting, but Emily held it in her
mouth. She could feel the cum escaping from the corners of her lips
and dripping down her chin. Finally the man stopped thrusting and
spurting. He pulled his dick out and slapped it across Emily’s wet
cheeks, leaving behind a trail of cum on each one. Emily closed her
eyes and winced at the act, disgusted and depravedly
thrilled.

“Look at me!” yelled the man.

Emily opened her eyes and looked about wildly. The man stood
before her, his beast of a cock lobbing up and down, a globule of
spunk clinging to the eye. He grinned down at Emily and then
snarled out the next order.

“Show it to me, bitch! Show your Master his cum.”

A hard chug on her hair from the big man behind her pulled
Emily’s head back. Panting in disgust, Emily opened her mouth. More
cum dribbled out to run down her chin. Emily was desperate to spit
it all out, but she didn’t dare – all she could do was
obey.

The big man leaned over for a better view as the next order
was given.

“Swill it round with your tongue,” snarled Emily’s Nemesis
Master.

Fighting back the urge to vomit, Emily did as she was told.
Holding her head back to keep the semen in, she lashed her tongue
around, coating her palate again with the noxious
flavour.

“Now swallow it! Swallow my spunk, you fucking cum
slut!”

Emily blinked back more tears and groaned. She couldn’t do it.
Her throat simply couldn’t make the action. Another hand smack on
her ass, this time with the big man’s strong right hand, helped
things along. The blinding pain ricocheted along her spine and
caused her to gulp and swallow some of the salty viscous fluid that
she held in her mouth. Wincing in disgust, Emily battled and forced
the rest down.

Her Nemesis then put his cock back in Emily’s mouth and
ordered her to suck every last drop of his cum out. He pumped with
his cock a few more times then he finally pulled it out. He held it
in front of Emily, another globule of spunk oozed from the
eye.

“Now kiss it!” he ordered. “Show me how much you loved
swallowing my cum then thank your Master for giving you such a
treat.”

What could Emily do? She wiped her mouth with the back of her
hand and leaned forwards, pressing her lips to the man’s softening
dick. She let her tongue slip from between her lips, caressing the
penile flesh with licks and kisses. The tears came harder now, and
her vision was blurred but she worshiped the man’s dick like the
cock slut she was.

Satisfied with this physical adoration, Her Nemesis pushed
Emily slightly back.

“Now let me hear it.”

Emily was appalled, but the words came out. “Thank
you.”

She was rewarded with a hard slap across her face.

“Say it all! And thank me properly or I’ll whip you like a
dog!”

“Thank you, Master!” Emily bleated. “Thank you for allowing me
to suck your beautiful cock; and thank you for allowing me to taste
your cum.”

“That’s better. Now keep it up.”

Chortling at his domination, he moved away. Emily hung her
head. Her shoulders shook with her sobs as the man tucked his cock
back in his trousers. For a brief moment Emily experienced a sense
of both relief and disappointment that Her Nemesis apparently
wasn’t going to fuck her – she had fully expected to be taken from
behind like the bitch Her Nemesis had made her – fucked by the dog
who had declared himself Master – a term Emily had so easily
acknowledged. And then much to her horror, Her Nemesis stepped
around behind her and the new man stepped in front, unzipping his
flies and producing a very thick and exceedingly long erect penis,
the rich brown coloured shaft gnarled with veins. It looked
impossibly large. It was much larger than Her Nemesis Master’s, who
himself had a hell of a big cock. Emily had never seen such a
monster that towered before her and she began shaking her head and
babbling protests.

“No! Please no! I can’t take that in my mouth! There’s no way!
It’s too big! I won’t do it!”

The horse hung man, who could well bestow death with the
weapon he possessed, gave a quiet smirk and then slapped Emily hard
across the face with the flat of his strong hand, stunning her to
silence. Her Nemesis gave an evil chortle behind her.

“Mouth, cunt then ass,” proclaimed Hades; the accent, like his
look, Italian rather than Greek; his intent, like his image,
seriously cruel.

“Please...” Emily pleaded. Her eyes glued to the beast of an
erection before her, knowing with certainty that it would fuck all
of her holes.

“Suck it, Blondie,” ordered Her Master.” Show my friend what a
good cock slut you are. Be a good girl and open up, otherwise I’ll
flay the skin from you back.”

Her Nemesis landed a soft stroke with the Italian’s belt. The
threat was clear and most certainly no bluff - Emily knew she had
to obey. She opened her jaws as wide as she could and
took the big glans into her mouth. The stretch
that it caused was hideously uncomfortable, it was like she had a
small apple in her mouth, puffing out her cheeks and causing the
muscles around her jaws to ache. For a second she panicked at the
enormity of what was in her, but the threat from behind forced her
to accept. Emily
started gently sucking
and licking it all over, flicking her tongue around the underside
ridge then over the smooth tapered head.

The stretch was still painful, but Emily soon got into her
stride and forgot about the discomfort as she tackled the big knob
with increasing gusto. It was a hell of a thing to have in your
mouth, but Emily’s excitement quickly grew, and in no time at all
she was revelling in the task. She started moaning as she sucked,
swaying her ass and beckoning for a fuck. He had promised her after
all; and even though he had just come, Emily was sure Her Master
was up to the challange.

“Yes, Blondie... soon!” mocked Her Master – the man’s hand
slapping each buttock in turn before ramming two fingers deep up
Emily’s snatch.

Emily moaned louder round the flesh inside her, sucking with
fervour, thrilled by the strong musky flavour and those wonderful
fingers inside her pussy. Even the quiet Italian with the enormous
cock was now breaking his silence - he groaned in appreciation as
Emily worked enthusiastically on his knob. But the man wanted more
than just his knob sucked – there was a monster of a shaft that
needed stimulation and he wanted it in oral form to begin with. He
started to pump, pushing his cock deeper, and fucking Emily’s
mouth.

Enjoying the sex but apprehensive of taking more of him, Emily
dared to reach up and rest a hand on the Italian’s thigh, and with
the other she took hold of the man’s mammoth shaft, using her
fingers to caress the skin, hoping that this would be enough to
satisfy the Italian stallion.

There was never any chance of that!

The well endowed Italian grabbed Emily’s wrist and pulled it
from his shaft; he clamped two strong hands around her head then
with one violent thrust he rammed his cock all the way into her,
the glans pounding into the back of Emily’s mouth and bullying its
way down her gullet. The hunky Italian arched his back at the
intensity of the moment and let out a mighty groan. Emily was in
complete and utter agony – her gullet stretched so wide.
Instinctively she tried to fight him off and bring an end to the
sudden torture. Her hands reached out in an attempt to push him
away, but the new man gathered them with ease. The belt came
crashing down on her back, Her Master yielding it firmly to bring
Emily further to heel.

“Take it, Blondie! Pull him in, don’t push him
away!”

Emily went limp. She needed some air – the cock was blocking
her passage and suffocating her. Yet she managed to obey. From
limpness she moved her hands to her sides and drew him in just a
fraction more.

The Italian let out a mighty growl then he proceeded to fuck
Emily’s throat. First he pulled partially out and Emily gasped for
air. A moment later with her lungs now full she was gasping again
as the cock rammed all the way into her. The big Italian fucked her
throat violently, showing no consideration. Emily was in agony. Her
jaws were aching; her gullet was retching; her lungs were
screeching for a few molecules of air; her nose was getting smashed
by the man’s groin as the Italian stallion face fucked her wildly.
It was a mauling from hell and Emily was in heaven, totally blown
away by the violent abuse.

“Si! Si!” growled the Italian, pulling his cock all the way
out then ramming it back into Emily’s gasping gaping mouth,
smothering her face as he held the position for a long
moment.

“Now show me some proper worship when I pull out,” he added.
Then with a final few stabs he slowly withdrew.

Emily gulped for air the first chance she got, and just as
instinctively her tongue started working, flicking around the
slithering underbelly then around the knob when that emerged from
her throat. As the Italian pulled out, he unfastened his trousers,
and pushed them down along with his boxers as far as his thighs to
reveal a thick thatch of curly black pubes and a pair of bull sized
balls swinging low in a hairless sac.

When her mouth was freed Emily pounced on the flesh. She had
no thoughts at all - she was just driven by pure lust. She
smothered her face, sniffing and nuzzling, her tongue frantically
licking all over the tackle. She used her hands as well, and there
was room for them both, stroking and caressing, toying with the
knob and gently squeezing the balls.

“Si! Is good!” groaned the appreciative Italian. “Keep
squeezing them as I fuck your face.”

Emily complied, in a daze of submissive bliss. She opened up
wide and relaxed as best she could and accepted the huge cock back
down her throat.

The Italian then face fucked her. Boy did he pound her. For
the next few minutes Emily was hammered into, sucking in air
whenever she could, squeezing on the balls like she was clinging to
dear life, coaxing the big nuts to blow out their load and bring
the wonderful torture to an end.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Emily’s face got pounded. The man fucked her
with violence, his thrusting deep and relentless. Struggling with
asphyxiation, Emily was slipping, mentally drifting, and her grip
on the balls fading. But as blackness began to fall and threaten to
take her away, she heard the Italian let out another mighty roar.
His cock seemed to expand to a ridiculous degree. Then finding new
strength, Emily squeezed the balls again and was rewarded with
internal heat as two big Italian gonads erupted and a fountain of
spunk blasted into her gullet.

Her
new abuser held Emily fixed as he unleashed his first jet; then
sensing her limpness he pulled three quarters way out. Emily gulped
for air, she managed to choke in a breath of life saving gas, and
then the cock was rammed into her again to fire out another blast.
Emily’s throat was repeatedly stabbed, the man punched out his
semen directly into her stomach until every last drop of his
essence was in her. Then slowly he withdrew, luxuriating in the
tightness of the violated gullet as his massive cock inched its way
back out and at last allowed Emily some relief.

“Good! It is best to come first in the mouth. Now I can fuck
her for a really long time! But before I start... I need a
piss!”