BDSM EROTICA: A Hot, Hardcore Anthology (4 page)

She took a
deep breath in and released it, her eyes fixing onto his. “Yes, but only if
you’re certain this isn’t going to change the way you feel about me.”

Her pleading
eyes touched him. Leaning over her, he kissed her softly on the lips. “I
promise. Nothing could ever change the way I feel about you.”

“Good. I
love you, Adam.”

“Love you
too, baby.”

He had just
gotten the words out of his mouth when a knock sounded at the door of the small
office they were in. The gangbang was taking place at a pool hall. The company
had rented the place for the night. He doubted there would be many games of
billiards going on.

“We all
ready?” Becky asked as she peeked her head into the room.

“Ready,” Vanessa
confirmed.

“All right.”
Opening the door fully, Becky extended her hand to Adam. “Come on, handsome, we
need to get you a front row seat for the event.”

Giving his
wife one last look and a reassuring smile, he caught her eyes and she nodded.
She wanted this and God help him, he wanted it now as well. “I’ll see you soon,
baby.”

“I do want
this,” she assured him a final time, before Becky gave his hand a tug and led
him from the room.

*
* * *

Vanessa was
so nervous, she felt as though she were going to vomit. Becky led her into the
main room, on all fours, with a leash that was attached to a thick black collar
around her neck. Aside from the collar, Vanessa was completely nude as she
crawled behind her mistress.

As soon as
the men, all of whom were already naked, took notice of Vanessa and her
mistress, the chattering stopped and was replaced by a series of cheers,
whistles and crude comments.

“Hello,
boys,” Becky addressed the crowd as she led Vanessa up several stairs and onto
the stage in the middle of the room.

Upon arrival
on the stage there were more cheers.

As Vanessa
glanced around at the men in the room, some of which were beginning to form
erections of varying sizes, she felt a shiver of anticipation run through her
and her pussy immediately reacted. The men were buff, all muscle and energy.
She gulped down a lump that was beginning to form in her throat. How in the
hell was she going to survive being ravaged by such fine men?

Vanessa
noticed the hook hanging from the ceiling. It was a tradition the gangbang
always began with a ceremonial dual penetration fucking before the woman was
unhooked and given to the men to do with as they pleased. Apparently today was
no exception.

Her eyes
scanned the room and immediately caught sight of her husband. He was also
without clothing, his eyes fixated on her, his jaw clenched, and his cock
hardening. Their eyes locked for a moment before a tug on the collar had
Vanessa lifting her eyes to meet her mistress’s blue ones.

“Sit up,
cunt! Let them get a good look at you.”

“Look at
those tits. Fucking amazing!” a voice to her left yelled out. Vanessa was
surprised to feel her face flush. It had been too long since she’d had someone
speak like that in reference to her. She wanted to turn her head to see the
face behind the voice, but knew better. Becky demanded obedience.

Cheers
sounded.

“I call
first shot in her ass!” a voice from behind her called.

Becky walked
around Vanessa, placing herself behind her. Bending down, she slid her hands
down Vanessa’s chest to cup her generous breasts, palming them. “Don’t worry,
boys, you’ll all have a turn at this one.”

Vanessa’s
pussy began to throb and she moaned softly as Becky’s fingers rolled her
nipples between them, pinching and teasing until her they became two long,
tight peaks. Becky smelled so sweet, like strawberries and peaches. Her scent
brought vivid memories of their time together, of how good it felt with Becky’s
tongue licking her. How beautiful she looked eating her out. The throbbing
between her legs increased.

“Fuck yeah.
Make the bitch eat you out!”

A round of
cheers signaling the other men’s approval sounded.

Mmmm. Yes,
she’d like that.

Becky’s
torture of her nipples stopped and she slipped her hand to Vanessa’s mound.
Spreading the lips of her pussy, Becky slipped a finger along her drenched
slit. Becky’s finger glistened with Vanessa’s juices as she brought it up to
eye level. “Suck it,” she commanded of Vanessa.

Taking
Becky’s perfectly manicured finger into her mouth, Vanessa took it sucked hard,
rolling her tongue around. Hearing her mistress’s voice hitch as she
seductively sucked gave her a sense of power and satisfaction.

“I have
something you can suck, baby!” a man in front of her yelled, stroking his
massive cock as he did. A round of cheers and whistles followed his comment.

“Lick her!”
another yelled. More cheers that turned into a chant. Over and over a harmony
of male voices called out.
Lick her, lick her, lick her
.

“Just like
old times, Vanna,” Becky whispered into Vanessa’s ear, using the old nickname
she had given her and sending goosebumps up and down her arms. Standing, she
walked back around to where she was facing Vanessa. Hooking her thumbs into the
waistband of her black spandex shorts, she slowly peeled them down her hips, to
reveal her clean shaven pussy to Vanessa. With the shorts at her heels she
stepped out of them and tossed them into the crowd of men. One particularly
large man snatched them up and brought them to his nose, inhaling.

Vanessa
licked her bottom lip in anticipation of Becky’s sweet pussy. It had been over
five years — close to six — since she’d tasted pussy and a part of her was
overjoyed at the prospect. She was nearly as eager to bury her face in Becky’s
cunt as she was to have the group of beautiful, naked men filling each of her
orifices, and coming all over her body. Her pussy clenched and she moaned
softly at the thought, her juices pooling between her legs.

“Lick it
good, whore,” Becky ordered. Hooking her leg over Vanessa’s shoulder, she
fisted her dark hair and roughly pulled her face into her wet, sweet cunt.

“Fucking
gorgeous!” a man yelled from behind her.

Spreading
her pussy lips with her fingers, Vanessa eagerly buried her face into her
long-time friend. Becky’s juices covered her face as she ran her tongue along
her slit. Becky moaned and thrust against Vanessa’s mouth. Spreading her soft
folds wider she thrust her tongue deep into Becky’s warm core.

“Wanna share
a taste, baby?” yet another voice yelled. More cheering and then she heard the
sound of someone groaning loudly, shouting obscenities as he did.

My first satisfied
customer
, Vanessa couldn’t help herself from thinking as she continued to
piston her tongue in and out, while rolling Becky’s swollen clit between her
fingers. Becky, began to fuck her mouth with much more vigour and the sounds of
the men seemed to get drowned out by the soft sighs and moans coming from
Becky.

“Someone get
up here and make this whore come for me,” Becky groaned out. Her hands
tightened into Vanessa’s hair, pulling painfully.

Seconds
later, Vanessa felt the presence of a man behind her, but she didn’t stop to
see who. The new arrival slid a hand between her legs from behind and thrust
two thick fingers deep into her wet pussy. She groaned against Becky’s slick
flesh at the sudden invasion as he began to finger fuck her, stroking her inner
wall. His other hand wrapped around her and palmed her breast, pinching her
nipple roughly. She winced, but the pain only added to the sensations running
through her body.

God, oh
God! Fucking amazing!
She felt empowered, exhilarated, egged on by the
cheers and shouting marines. She’d forgotten how good it felt to be in this
situation. She’d forgotten how much she missed it. For a moment she’d even
forgotten about Adam sitting across from her as she was swept up into feelings
of immense pleasure as she joined Becky in her rapidly ascending journey
towards a climax.

“Oh, fuck
you’re a tight one, baby,” a deep male voice groaned into her ear, his hard
muscled chest pressing against hers. His hand left her breast and he grasped
his cock. A soft slapping sound notified her that he was jacking off against
her back. She began to gyrate back against him, teasing and taunting. Begging
him to enter her ass, quick and without mercy.

She moaned
as she came closer and closer to the brink. Becky was also about to reach her
climax. Her moans became louder and more frequent and her thrusts against
Vanessa’s mouth came with more force.

The
stranger’s fingers became more insistent, moving in and out faster, harder. Her
body became a bundle of nerves. She wanted the stranger’s cock so bad, it
pained her. She was on the brink, moments away from giving in to the sweet
temptation. And just as she was about to let go, Becky cried out, slamming her
groin against Vanessa’s mouth and releasing.

Vanessa
quickly followed suit. Her body tensed and as she bucked once more back against
the stranger, her pussy released in an intense orgasm, making her cry out,
coating his hand with a layer of her juices.

“Oh fuck
yeah!” he groaned behind her, seconds before he began to coat her back with a
series of cum shots.

Taken
by the Marines - Chapter 4

Adam watched
on, his cock rock solid, but he had yet to begin stroking himself to the show
before him. A part of him — the possessive part — wanted to march up onto the
stage, grab Vanessa’s elbow and pull her from the stage and away from prying
eyes. But there was another part of him that was aroused; so aroused, he was
comfortable in this new, unorthodox situation. He felt a sense of pride with
regards to the fact so many men lusted after her. He reassured himself that
regardless of whatever happened tonight, he’d be the one taking her home.

He
was the one she wanted.

He
was the one she loved and needed.

Seeing her
licking the blonde woman to orgasm had him so excited, he was certain if he
indeed touched himself he’d have blown his load right then and there. As it was
there were several men who had already jerked themselves to satisfaction.

When Becky
stepped back from Vanessa, his cock jerked once more at the sight of his
beautifully erotic wife. She was panting, her generous breasts bouncing with
each intake of breath. One of the men was crouched behind her, his mouth on her
neck and hand cupping her mound. His eyes wandered up to her face, which was
flushed, her blue eyes wide, and her mouth and chin glistening with Becky’s
juices.

Damn, he
wanted her. He wanted to fuck her while the men cheered them on. He gritted his
teeth, attempting to calm the storm within him. He knew there were bodyguards
around if things got out of control, but he still felt like he needed to keep
alert — just in case.

*
* * *

“Thank you,
baby.” Becky nodded towards the man who had just come over Vanessa’s back and
reluctantly he stood, nodded and made his way from the stage. “I need another
volunteer,” Becky called out as the first man leapt from the stage. A man who
appeared to be the youngest of the group raised his hand and anxiously made his
way to the stage and jumped up.

Vanessa’s
eyes caught Adam’s and the fire within her flared up, seeing the hunger in his
eyes and his massive erection. He was enjoying this. A wave of relief washed
over her and her need for him intensified. She had had reservations on whether
or not it was a good idea to do this, but now she knew they had made the right
decision.

Her hands
being cuffed and jerked upwards shifted her attention from her husband and to
the marine who was lifting her to her feet and hooking her now joined wrists to
the overhead hook. Once strung up, she found herself dangling from the ceiling,
her bare feet just barely touching the floor. The stress on her arms made them
ache slightly, but the position of having her hands over her head pushed her
breasts out beautifully.

Robert came
up to the stage and passed a leather strap and something else to Becky and then
scampered off to take up his position at back of the room.

“Here.”
Becky passed the young man the strap. He looked down at them and then back to
her for further instructions. “I want to see her backside nice and red.” She
turned around to face the men. “Do you men want to see this naughty bitch
punished?”

“Fuck yeah!”
one yelled out. Cheers and whistles sounded.

“I just want
to fuck her,” another yelled, followed by the laughter of a number of men.

Grinning,
Becky turned back to face Vanessa. She then used the nipple clamps her husband
had passed her, adjusting the tightness until Vanessa moaned and cringed. She
had adjusted them just tight enough that there was a mixed sensation of both
pleasure and pain rushing through Vanessa which ended with a throbbing between
her legs.

“I want you
counting each time he whips you. Understand?” Becky asked.

Vanessa
gulped back the fear she was beginning to feel.
I can stop this at any time.
I can stop this at any time
.
I just have to say the safeword and its
over
, she kept reciting to herself as she nodded her consent.

Becky nodded
to the young marine with the strap in hand. “Show that tight ass no mercy
marine.”

“Yes,
Ma’am.”

The words
had barely left the young man’s mouth when Vanessa was struck by the first
assault to her backside. She cried out, the sting burning the flesh of her
bottom. She gasped. “One!”

A second
assault hit, slightly harder than the first and bringing tears to her eyes.
“Two.” Becky stepped off to her side, but slipped her hand between Vanessa’s
legs. Finding her clit, she began to stroke the swollen nub as the whipping
continued.