Depths of Depravation (15 page)

The excitement, the danger, the humiliation and degradation – all combined to send Belinda’s arousal soaring to frightening heights. Tony had no idea how to treat a lady, she again reflected. But he knew how to treat a sex-starved slut. Did she really want to be treated like an animal? she pondered. A lump of female flesh to be used and abused by her next-door neighbour? She’d known only too well of her darker side during her teenage years: her lusting for boys’ cocks, her yearning to suck purple knobs, her craving to drink fresh sperm. But, to be treated like a dog?

Slipping his trousers off and sitting on the sofa, Tony ordered her to crawl across the floor and settle between his feet. As Belinda made her way across the carpet on her hands and knees, she realised that she was behaving like an obedient dog. The notion excited her and she gazed at his heaving balls, the veined shaft of his erect penis. He’d want her to suck on his swollen knob and bring out his creamy spunk, she was sure, as she watched his full balls heaving and rolling. He had a big penis, she observed, far broader and longer than her husband’s cock.

‘Lick my balls,’ Tony instructed her, parting his legs wide and moving forward on the sofa until his buttocks were over the edge of the cushion. ‘Lick my balls and make me nice and wet. Do it properly, and you’ll have your prize. You’ll have what you crave, Belinda. A mouthful of creamy spunk.’

Sweeping her pink tongue over his hairy ball sac, Belinda breathed in his aphrodisiacal male scent. Her juices of lust streaming from her opening vaginal entrance and running down her inner thighs, she knew that her darker side was surfacing once again. She’d been known amongst a group of boys at school as the oral tart. Using her hot mouth, her wet tongue, she’d sucked many a boy’s cock to orgasm. She’d loved knob-sucking and swallowing creamy spunk. Barely able to wait until school was over so that she could spend time in the local woods with several boys, she’d got a reputation as a cock-loving slut. But marriage had come and had taken her pleasure away.

Lapping at Tony’s rolling balls, Belinda followed her master’s orders and squeezed his shaft as hard as she could. Realising that it must be rather painful, she wondered what other perversions he was into as he told her to sink her teeth into the base of his cock. Complying, she forced his thighs wider apart and bit into the root of his solid penis. He gasped and trembled on the sofa, obviously enjoying the pain as she gripped his cock hard and sank her teeth deeper into his fleshy rod.

‘That’s good,’ he murmured, his thighs twitching. ‘When you get home later, I want you to shave your pussy.’

‘No way,’ Belinda said firmly, raising her head and staring hard at him. ‘There’s no way I’m shaving, Tony.’

‘You’ll do as you’re told,’ he returned. ‘As my obedient slave –’

‘What the hell do you think my husband will say if I shave? It’s bad enough having to come here and have sex with you behind his back, but to shave my pubes off…’

‘Bad enough having to come here and have sex? Don’t make me laugh. You love it.’

‘Yes, but…’

‘I don’t want to argue with you, Belinda. You’ll shave, and that’s the end of the matter. Besides, your husband might like it.’

‘No, you don’t understand. We don’t have that sort of sex life. He’d think me…God only knows what he’d think of me. He’d probably think me a slut. I can’t do it, Tony. I won’t do it.’

‘Now that really is disappointing.’ He sighed, running his hand up and down his solid shaft. ‘I didn’t want to have to cane you, Belinda. But you leave me no choice.’

‘For God’s sake –’

‘Suck out my spunk,’ he snapped. ‘You’ll give me a decent blow job before I cane you.’

Taking his swollen knob into her wet mouth, Belinda knew that she couldn’t shave her pussy even if she wanted to. Running her tongue around the rim of Tony’s glans, savouring the salty taste of his purple globe, she imagined her husband’s reaction to her shaving. He wouldn’t understand, she was sure, as she gripped the root of Tony’s cock and took his solid knob to the back of her throat. He’d never believe her if she said that she’d shaved for him. Far from liking her without pubic hair, he’d think she’d gone mad. And, if Desiree came out with the odd remark about the man next door…No, she asserted mentally. There was no way she was going to shave her pubic hair off.

Wanking Tony’s cock and sucking hard on his purple plum as he quipped about her looking like a schoolgirl without her pubes, she knew that he wasn’t going to give up. Tony would threaten her, goad her, until she agreed to shaving. Although her sex life with her husband was virtually non-existent, he often saw her naked. She’d not be able to conceal her hairless vulva, she knew. Dressing in the morning or getting ready for bed at night…She’d never be able to keep her dirty little secret from her husband.

As Tony began to gasp and tremble, Belinda bobbed her head up and down and repeatedly took his bulbous knob to the back of her throat. Although desperate for his creamy sperm, she couldn’t stop thinking about his unreasonable request. Realising that, if he caned her, her husband would notice the weals fanning out across the taut flesh of her buttocks, she decided to lay down some rules. No shaving, no marks on her body, nothing to rouse her husband’s suspicion. She could probably get away with committing adultery, but only if she was extremely careful.

‘Don’t swallow,’ Tony instructed. ‘Let it fill your mouth and run down my cock. Then you can lap it up like a dog. You can lick my balls clean, suck up my spunk and stiffen me again ready to fuck your tight little arsehole.’

His sperm flooded her mouth. Belinda did as he’d asked and allowed the milky liquid to stream down his cock shaft and flow over his hairy scrotum. There was no way he was going to push his penis into her bottom, she thought, as she savoured the salty taste of his fresh spunk. No matter what punishment he threatened her with, she wasn’t going to shave or take his cock into her bottom hole. Repeatedly thrusting his hips forwards, pumping her mouth full of sperm, Tony uttered his words of crude sex.
Cock-sucking slut, mouth-fucking tart, sperm-guzzling whore
…Turned on by his lewd comments, Belinda bobbed her head up and down faster and sucked out his fresh cream. This was crude sex, she mused. Crude, cold, hard, loveless…But beautiful. Slipping his knob out of her mouth as his sperm-flow finally ceased, she began lapping up the spilled cream from his ball sac.

‘Clean me up properly,’ he ordered her, his body trembling in the aftermath of his coming. ‘Lap it all up like a good dog. And then I’ll give you a good caning.’

A dog? Belinda reflected. If Desiree knew how Tony was treating her mother…A good caning? This was going to have to remain a carefully guarded secret, Belinda thought anxiously, as she sucked the sperm out of Tony’s sex-matted pubic curls. Desiree had already unwittingly ventured too close to the truth. If she discovered her mother’s shocking whoredom…The outcome didn’t bear thinking about. Finishing the job of cleansing Tony’s balls, Belinda sat back on her heels and stared at him. He was good-looking, she mused. Good-looking, as horny as hell, virile…

‘You’re doing well,’ he praised her. ‘Learning to become an obedient slave.’

‘Do I have a choice?’ she asked him, looking down at his stiffening cock.

‘Of course you have a choice. It’s either you or Desiree. OK, knees wide apart and rest your head on the sofa cushion. The time has come to break in your sweet little bottom hole.’

‘Tony, no…I don’t want anal sex, or the cane or…’

‘Wait a minute. It’s not what you want that concerns me. It’s what I want, Belinda.’

‘God, Desiree must be home,’ Belinda whispered, hearing her front door slam shut. ‘I’d better get back.’

‘Not until you’ve had your arse spunked.’

‘Tony, I…’

‘Lean on the sofa,’ he ordered her, taking his position behind her.

‘No, Tony.’

‘All I’m going to do is give you a light spanking.’ He chuckled.

‘Are you sure that’s all?’

‘Of course I’m sure. It’s either you, or your…’

‘Yes, I know.’ She sighed. ‘Spank me, if you have to. And then I must go home.’

Resting her head on the sofa cushion, she parted her knees wide and thought about Desiree. Why had the girl come home early? she wondered. As Tony’s palm landed across the tensed flesh of her rounded buttocks with a deafening slap, she let out a yelp. If Desiree heard the cries of crude sex emanating from Tony’s house…As his palm repeatedly met the quivering flesh of her naked buttocks, Belinda buried her face in the sofa cushion to muffle her yelps. The pain permeated her bare bottom, sending quivers of pleasure through her contracting womb, and she again thought what a dirty little slut she was.

‘You love a damned good spanking, don’t you?’ Tony quipped, landing the hardest slap yet across her crimsoned bottom orbs. ‘You’ve been sex-starved for years. But I’m going to change that.’

He was right, she reflected, as he continued with the gruelling spanking. She’d been sex-starved for years, starved of sexual gratification throughout her entire marriage. Tony
had
changed that, she mused, as he halted the spanking and yanked her burning buttocks wide apart. The feel of his wet tongue teasing the delicate tissue of her anus sent ripples of sex through her pelvis. She could never imagine her husband committing such a debased act. Brian was hardly into straight sex, she reflected, let alone oral or anything out of the ordinary. Had he been more like Tony, then things would have been very different. Had he been as horny as Tony, then she’d never have committed adultery. Or would she?

Reaching behind her back and stretching her bottom orbs wide apart as she felt Tony’s tongue enter her rectum, she let out a gasp. ‘God, yes,’ she murmured as he licked deep inside her anal duct. ‘Tongue-fuck my arse as hard as you can.’ Her crude words shocking her, she again wondered whether she could live two separate lives: the tart and the loving wife? Could she keep the two very different sides of her character apart? Could she keep Tony and her husband apart? If they became friends and Tony came out with his lewd remarks and quips…

‘No,’ Belinda cried as she felt the bulbous knob of Tony’s solid cock pressing hard against her well-salivated anal ring. ‘Tony, please…’

‘What’s the matter?’ He chuckled. ‘Have you never had your sweet arse fucked?’

‘For God’s sake, what the hell do you think I am?’

‘A sex-starved little whore. Are you ready for this?’

‘No, I…’

‘I’ll bet that Desiree would love my cock up her arse.’

As he drove his knob deep into the tight sheath of her rectum, Belinda again cried out. He was an evil man, she thought, as his swollen glans journeyed along her hot duct to the depths of her bowels. She could feel her anal tube opening, her pelvic cavity bloating, as he pushed his solid shaft deep into the core of her naked body. Her anal ring stretched tautly around the root of his huge penis as he impaled her completely. She dug her fingernails into the sofa cushion and grimaced as he slapped her tensed buttocks. To even suggest doing this to Desiree was disgusting, she reflected. He was an evil pervert, a despicable man…And he had to be kept away from Desiree at any cost.

‘There’s nothing I like more than the feel of a girl’s tight arse gripping my cock,’ he said, again slapping her bare bottom.

‘I’ve never known a man like you,’ Belinda said as he withdrew his rock-hard cock and rammed his bulbous knob deep into the dank heat of her bowels. ‘You’re evil.’

‘In that case, you’re lucky to have met me.’ He chortled. ‘It’s high time you had your arse fucked, Belinda. A slut like you should be arse-fucked regularly, don’t you agree?’

‘I’m not a slut,’ she returned.

‘You’re a slut, and you know it.’

He was right, she thought dolefully. Even Desiree, her own daughter, had called her a slut. Once a slut, always a slut.
At sixteen years old, you fucked around and lost count
. Desiree’s harsh words battered her tormented mind as Tony found his anal pistoning rhythm. Belinda’s naked body rocked back and forth with the crude rectal pumping. Even though she was a slut, she’d never dreamed about anal sex. And she’d certainly never thought that she’d experience the forbidden act. The brown tissue surrounding her stretched anus rolling back and forth along Tony’s solid shaft, she closed her eyes and tried not to think of her husband or her daughter. This was her secret life, she mused. Her dark and very dirty secret.

Unable to deny that the amazing sensations were driving her wild, she began whimpering as her vaginal milk seeped between the engorged wings of her inner labia. This was real sex, she mused dreamily, her clitoris becoming painfully solid. Losing herself in her arousal, she clung to the sofa cushion and breathed deeply through her nose as her neighbour committed the illicit act. Tony reached beneath his swinging balls, drove two fingers into the tightening sheath of her drenched vagina and massaged her hot inner flesh. Dizzy in her sexual delirium, lost in her crude act of adultery, Belinda shook violently as she neared her climax. Her inflamed anal duct tightening around Tony’s thrusting cock, she hoped that his sperm would soon fill her and lubricate the forbidden union.

‘Like it?’ Tony asked, quickening his thrusting motions.

‘God, yes,’ Belinda murmured, rocking her hips to meet his penile thrusts.

‘You’re a tight-arsed little bitch, Belinda. If your husband doesn’t fuck your arse, then he doesn’t know what he’s missing.’

Wishing that Tony wouldn’t continually refer to her husband and Desiree, Belinda felt her anal muscles tighten around his shafting cock as her neglected clitoris swelled. Again his fingers thrust deep into her vaginal cavity and his knob repeatedly drove deep into the heat of her bowels. She couldn’t imagine her daughter consenting to anal sex: Desiree needed a warm, loving relationship with a caring man, not crude anal sex with a pervert. Again trying not to think about her daughter, she parted her knees wider and jutted her bottom out to allow Tony deeper access to the core of her abused body.

‘Are you ready for your first arse-spunking?’ Tony asked his slave.