The end of his cock was in.
"Oh." A pinching line or pain flashed from the hole.
"Easy, honey."
More cock glided in, the rod huge, like a telephone pole, stretching her tail, almost tearing.
"Tony. It's hurting. Please, take it easy."
"Just relax. It'll be okay. It feels so great. God. So hot. And tight. Shit, I can't believe how tight it is."
She felt the pain grow as the rest of his post shoved in.
"Oh. Ow!" She tried to twist away from the rod. Her arms strained at the rapes. The cord bit sharply. She wiggled her legs and the ankles were sharply pinched by their ropes. He had tied her with absolutely no slack.
"Tony. Please. It hurts."
"Hang on. It won't take long." Tony started to fuck, long, full strokes. He held himself on his arms above the butt, thrusting steadily, legs spread wide.
"Oh. Oh!" Linda moaned as the heat increased, the pressure burning in her tail. The cock sent an ache right through her. "Tony. Please."
"Hold still." He grabbed her hips with both hands, forcing her to support his weight as he kept fucking.
"OH!" The pressure of his arms shoved her into the mattress, pulling her arms and legs tighter against, the bonds. Her wrists began to ache; the ankles hurt, skin burning from the rope.
"Tony. Tony. Please!" She tried to twist her tail from under him but his arms held her with a strong grip.
"Just hold still. Damn it. I'm almost ready to come. Hold your ass still." He fucked harder, the drives almost brutal.
"Oh, God." Linda bit at the sheet, her head thrashing as the pain in her butt swelled.
"Oh, God. Yes. Yes!" His dick hammered up the slick passage, slicing into the ass.
Tony started to sweat. Heat gushed around his reaming dick. "Fucking great asshole!"
"Oh, Tony. It hurts!"
"Just lie still, damn it." He crushed her to the mattress, hammering with his cock until the roaring started, crashed from his balls and he came ripping into the ass, shooting hot cum all over the channel.
"Tony!" Linda gasped, writhing with sharp pain streaming from her battered tail. "Oh. Stop."
"Shit. God damn." He twisted into the butt, taking every possible bit of pleasure. His chest slid on her shoulders. His hands gouged her hips. "Oh! YES!"
"Oh. Tony." She tried to relax, struggled to force her body to go limp.
Finally the man lay still, breathing heavily.
"Ohhhh, Linda. That was so great God damn. Just so fucking perfect." He popped his prick from the circle.
Linda relaxed, a delicious coolness replacing the pain.
Tony rolled to the side. "You are just so great." He kissed her shoulder and the back of her neck.
"Tony, please untie me. It hurt. And you tied me up too tight. It's hurting my arms and legs."
"Oh, hey!" He was instantly sorry. "Honey. I didn't know. I'm sorry. Oh, God. I didn't want to hurt YOU."
"Just take the rope off me." Some anger showed.
"Oh, sure. Right now." He sprang to the right wrist, fingers fumbling in their hurry to release the arm. "I'm sorry, Linda. I thought it was just like before. That wasn't too tight, was it?"
"No. But this time it was." She did not look at him. The arm came free and she bent it toward her head, relaxing slowly.
"I'm sorry. You should have told me when I put them on." He rushed to get the foot loose.
"It was okay then. It was after you started screwing that it started to get painful. When they pulled tighter." Both feet were free and she curled her legs up, twisting onto her side, pulling her knees up toward her boobs. Some pain still lingered in her butt.
"I'll make it good for you." Tony had trouble with the last knot. "I promise. We'll just do it the old fashioned way – just plain screwing," He tugged and finally the card yielded. "There you are." He kissed her hand just before she drew it away.
"And when you – did it. It hurt. It hurt an awful lot."
"I'm so sorry, honey. God, I didn't mean to hurt you." He crawled toward her.
"I told you it hurt. I told you and told you. But you just kept doing it."
"I heard you. But I couldn't help myself. I lost control. Linda, God, it felt so good. So damn good. All the way through. I just had to keep going. I had to do it. Had to." His arm circled her shoulder and he kissed her lightly on the fingertips. "It hurt, and you didn't stop." She pulled away. "I'm sorry, honey. It won't happen again." He rolled to her, taking her into an embrace, one arm on her tits.
"I can still feel it hurting, Tony." She lay very still, not responding to his touch.
"Honey, I am so sorry. It won't happen again. I promise. I don't want to hurt you. I love you. I love you so much." He kissed her full on the mouth.
"Tony, I… do you promise that it won't happen again? Promise me for true and for always?" She looked straight into his eyes.
"Yes," he said sincerely. "I promise." He kissed just the very end of one finger. "I love you." His eyes looked deeply into hers. "I love you, Linda. Forever."
"Tony." Her arm circled his waist and she turned to him, letting her breasts glide to his chest. "I love you."
"Ohhhh, Linda." He started a kiss that melted them into a tangle of arms and legs.
"Let me make it good hr you." His hand explored down her belly and found her pussy. "Let me love you."
"Yes! Oh, Tony, yes, yes, yes." She cried to him as he started to make love.
CHAPTER FOUR
Linda and Tony were late for the party because she changed her mind three times about what to wear. She wanted to look nice to meet Tony's friends. He kept telling her the dark yellow sweater looked fine, but she was still nervous about it all when they pulled up in front of the big old house.
Tony walked beside her up onto the porch. "Just relax. They're just friends of mine from work. Nice people." Tony rang the bell.
"I hope so. I want to make a good impression." Linda fluffed her hair for the ninety-ninth time in ten minutes.
"You're perfect." Tony smiled and gave her a small kiss on the cheek just as the door opened.
"Oh, hi." The screen swung open. A woman stood outlined by the light inside. "Tony, right?" Her voice came clearly through the early evening.
"Right. You must be Brenda." Tony took a step forward.
"Sure am, honey." She stepped back. The light slanted across her face, highlighting the narrow snub nose. Her black hair lay in a tight series of short laps close to her neck from behind, just barely curling under her ears at the sides.
"Come on in." Brenda stepped back more to give them room to pass, her eyes not leaving Tony for an instant.
Linda stuck close to Tony as she walked into the living room.
The furniture was all heavily stuffed, two couches facing each other with an armchair at each end to make an open rectangle.
"Brenda," Tony said, "this is Linda."
"Oh, hi, Linda." Brenda gave the blond about half a second's worth of glance, then gazed at Tony. Her voice sounded very warm and cordial. "Glad you could make it."
"Thank you. I've been looking forward to the party all week." Linda smiled, stepping forward. She looked at Brenda's off-the-shoulder blouse and was glad her sweater was tight enough to show off her frontage nicely.
"Hey! Tony!" A man's voice boomed from the back of the house. "Nice to see you."
"Hi, Carl." Tony turned toward the man as he came into the room.
"Glad you made it." He shook Tony's hand vigorously. "This must be Linda."
"Sure is."
"Hi. I'm Carl." He shook Linda's hand.
"Hi, Carl." Linda looked at him closely. Broad shoulders, bull neck, hefty torso, the knit shirt clinging at the sides where it slid over his hips.
"Hey, Tony. She's prettier than you said. A lot prettier."
"Thank you." She almost blushed, not so much from the compliment as from the way Carl's eyes kept staring at her sweater. They seemed to burn right through the cloth.