Carl left the belt on the floor between Linda's knees and went around, taking firm grip on one of the arms chains, pulling it to a leg of a couch where he fastened it with a padlock. The other arm got the same treatment, leaving Linda flat on her back, her arms straight out from her shoulder. The chains were tight, so tight she could not lift her arms or move them along the floor.
Linda saw Tony's hand reach around to touch Brenda's tit. She arched her shoulders, lifting her breasts toward Carl. "Do you like my breasts, Carl? Are they nice and big? And firm?" She wanted to make Tony jealous. As jealous as she felt of Brenda.
"Yeah," Carl said. "Bitchin knockers." He picked up the leather belt and crouched between her legs over her pussy.
His hands slid the belt under her back as he leaned down and kissed her snatch.
"Ohhhh, yes!" Linda felt the flickers of pleasure dance from her crotch and tried to shove up toward the kissing lips.
Carl's fingers brought the ends of the belt together on her belly. Her desires increased as his mouth pressed more firmly on her cunt. A moan of deep pleasure slid from her throat. His fingers brought the belt into a tight grip on her middle, the flesh bulging above and below as he pulled hard before clicking the buckle closed.
More pleasure bloomed in her cunt as he started to draw the narrow strips of black leather around her pussy, flanking the entrance with two to a side. His tongue found her clit and she soared on pure enjoyment, hips writhing, snatch all hot and creamy as the man began to tighten the straps, pulling them roughly under her butt, stretching them right through her crack, tugging them out to the side, the leather biting into the delicate flesh, almost pinching.
The four straps slipped under the tight belt with difficulty, Carl jamming hard to get them through so they lay limply down on the floor, two bright chrome spikes gleaming wickedly in the flickering firelight. The remaining leather strips were nearly four feet long.
Carl bent to her pussy with his whole face, one hand going up to massage a nipple as his tongue darted and flicked right on the spread pink cunt.
"Ohhhh!" She felt his tongue start into her box, his nose bearing down on her clit.
Desire leaped and Linda went with it, writhing on the floor, helpless in the chains – and helpless with passion. Physical desire took full control of her and she shoved her crotch to the man.
Carl wriggled a finger into her cunt and she almost came, gasping with pleasure.
The finger worked in farther and his teeth found her clit. She screamed with enjoyment, head thrown back, neck tensed, all the cords standing out. His hand bit down hard on a tit and Linda came, a full rush of hot juice gushing into her pussy, body rigid, every nerve singing with pleasures.
The teeth bit down and she arched into a high blaze of lust, her body trembling as she got off. He was finger fucking now, fast and hard and she loved it, loved the feel of his hands, his mouth all over her pussy.
The teeth clamped and there was pain. The fingers cut into her tit and there was more pain.
Linda howled with delight, straining against the chains, her body alive to every tiny move, the pain adding the perfect edge to make the pleasure more intense.
Her body arched and she kept coming, the man making fresh waves of enjoyment sweep from her clit.
Carl kept it up until she went limp on the floor, drained, her body filmed with tiny droplets of sweat.
"Okay." Carl sat on the floor, not touching her. "Oh. Oh, Carl. That was… perfect!" She gazed up at him, eyes dreamy with desire and happiness.
"Now for some fucking." He turned slowly, leaning over her, looking down her bound form from tits to crotch.
"Yes. Oh, yes, Carl. Yes." She tried to get her legs farther apart for him but the fetters held her firmly.
Carl stretched out, holding himself on his arms clear of her body until he was full length, then slowly lowered his hard prick to touch on her warm snatch.
Linda felt his weight press down and smiled up at him, looking right into his eyes. His hands left the floor and she had every ounce of him on her.
His chest mashed her tits, the hairs digging into the skin as he shifted up slightly.
Carl put the end of his dick to her clit and twirled it with his hand for a moment, then let just the tip glide into the moist passage.
"All the way, Carl." His face was just inches from hers and she saw the lust rising right in his eyes and his dick advanced, moving in like a log in a quiet river, filling her gradually with thick, heavy, totally hard cock.
All the dick went in. His crotch touched to her clit and he put some pressure down, twisting slightly. Pleasure started to rise again and she moved slowly under him, wanting a new thrust of the rod to add to her enjoyment.
He pulled back just as slowly as he had gone in.
Linda glanced over to see if Tony was watching.
He was, but his arms were moving to touch Brenda's boobs; her arms all over his torso.
"Fuck me, Carl!" Linda said loudly. "I want every bit of your super-great cock."
"Okay, honey!" He grinned and slammed down, heaving with all his weight behind the drive.
"Ahhh!" The strength of the thrust startled her. And raised more desire from her pussy.
Another drive followed swiftly, just as hard as the one before. She tried to move to meet the thrusts but he moved faster, slamming into her. His fingers found her nipples and he twirled them as his fucking kept up, his hips moving now at a brisk, steady pace. Linda managed to adjust to the tempo and smiled, her lust returning as the force of the man bore down.
Linda responded to the physical power of Carl's body. He moved with practiced skill, his dick touching all around inside the twat, his legs pumping steadily, fingers tightly gripping the tits. The nipples began to burn, then to ache as his fingers bit in.
Linda remembered the pain that helped with the pleasures just a few minutes before and began to want that again – and more. She shuddered with desire and her flesh began to warm all through, her legs moving slowly at the saint rate as his deep thrusts.
"Yes," she sighed, almost gasping with the lust that started to stream from her clit. His crotch was pounding the tab of flesh wit each thrust and she arched, wanting more, needing more pleasure, more force – more man!
Pleasure began to take over as his dick massaged her pussy, his crotch rolling lightly on her clit at the bottom of each full thrust. A thumb turned each pulsing nipple and her desire began to crowd along her nerves, swelling steadily as he kept fucking.
Carl knew exactly what he was doing and moved his dick and fingers with experienced skill to give her more pleasure. His hands left the boobs, gliding down her sides to grasp the straps. He took a firm hold and slowly started to pull.
The leather tightened more at the sides of her cunt, pressing deeper into the delicate flesh. His arms moved up toward her head and the straps cut in more.
The power of his thrusts increased.
Carl pulled and the leather cut into her pussy, gouging the skin, biting in deeply. Pain from the pinched flesh swept through her, almost canceled out by the pleasure that swept from her clit as he shoved against it. A quick flip of his hands wrapped the straps around his wrists and Carl pulled as hard as he could, jamming his dick all the way up the box.
"Ohhhh! Ahhhh!" Linda writhed in agony and bliss. Her body was torn between pleasure and pain. The cock created bright heat; the straps made lines of stinging agony ram through her.
"Carl!" Her voice was a strangled cry of fear and lust. She began to feel the great force of his body pounding against her. The cock tore into her cunt. The full animal force of the man's strength was behind each blow.
He kept up the tormenting pressure of the straps and added more force to his drives.