The laughter tied her up more effectively than any rope could. Another feather brushed across her turgid nipples, stroking and teasing and toying with her as if she were some object of contempt.
She couldn't even resist when the strong hands moved her flat onto her back. Her legs were pulled up on either side of a strong body and a cock rammed hard toward her pussy. She cried out, but it was more of a giggle than a real protest. The feather had done its work. She was ready for anything, even a hard driving prick all the way up her virgin cunt.
"Please, don't do this…"
She felt the cock trembling at the opening of her pussy. The thick end of the man's pecker pushed through her pinkly scalloped pussylips and paused for a moment, as if wondering if her pussy might not be too hot.
Inch by inch, the cock slowly penetrated her body. She was deluged with a fresh wave of sensation that threatened to drown her. The young girl never realized anything in the world could be as exciting. She had almost let Michael fuck her twice before, but the feelings inside her tender body had been nothing like those possessing her now.
She was turned on in a big way. The feather was more effective than any other kind of foreplay she could have hoped for. It made her abandon her fears, drop her mental barriers, and prepared her for this penetration. Every nerve in her body was singing in joy.
Joy for the prick about to pick her cherry. When the head of his cock rammed into her hymen, she felt a sting. Then the feather returned, grazing her tits, tormenting her nipples, stroking along her jaw. When a hot, wet tongue shoved cock-hard into the channel of her ear, she actually got off on it. Her come wasn't too powerful, but it allowed her to forget the small amount of pain in her cunt.
Another half inch of that steely prick rammed into her virgin cunt. And another and another until she cried out in momentary pain. But everything else occupied her senses. The feather stroking all over her ribs, tracing out bone after bone, thrilled her. The tongue seeking out the depths of her ear moved to the rim. It wetly, roughly moved around her sensitive earlobe until she was panting in harsh desire.
"Yes, yes," she moaned out, "take me now! Hurry! I want it, oh, sweet Jesus, how I want it!"
And she got it. Her cherry had been popped and she had hardly felt it. Now the prick doing the work rammed urgently all the way up into her tight, hot cunt. She screamed, her inner membrane stretching to take the thick length of the man's prick.
She had never thought it would be like this. Pleasure and pain mixed a never ending parade of confusion for her. But the pain went away as soon as her resilient young cunt walls expanded enough to take the cock fully. She could even feel the man's dick bucking and bouncing around. Every single vein standing up on the surface pulsed hard against her super-sensitive pussy walls. This turned her on.
The feel of the tongue moving down to the hollow of her throat turned her on. The hot breath gusting against her tender skin made her into a wild woman. But most of all, the huge prick buried balls-deep in her pussy made her realize she was now a woman.
The shock of that knowledge made her go wild. Chains rattling on her slender wrists, she clawed and bounced hard on the bed. She was firmly impaled by the spike of cock. The man mercilessly pressed forward as she tried to get away. No matter how she turned, his prick remained fully embedded in her softly yielding pussy.
Her entire cunt convulsed around the throbbing pillar of man-meat and she felt a trembling throughout her body. She couldn't understand what was happening to her. A tiny trickle of her own cunt juice leaked around the thick plug of cock in her pussy. The girl reached down and felt the hairy bush of the man fucking her and the fluid leaking from her cunt.
"Blood!" she cried. "You're killing me! Don't do this!"
The feel of the liquid on her fingers wasn't the expected slickness of fuck juices. This was blood from her ruptured cherry. But the girl quickly forgot all about being damaged when the man began to slide back and forth in her well-greased fuck tunnel.
Every nerve in her untried cunt sang. Her pussy wails trembled and fluttered around the retreating cock. And she realized she didn't want him out of her cunt. Fingernails gouging deep into an unseen back, she lifted herself up and off the bed enough to ram her hips down onto his cock again. The prick raced the length of her cunt and she felt his balls wetly slapping against her ass. This was more like it!
"Fuck me, fuck me gooooood!" she pleaded. She hardly knew what she was saying by now. Her passions were running away with her. The idea of being fucked in total darkness should have frightened her. She didn't know who this was screwing her, taking her cherry, fucking her for the very first time.
And it didn't matter. All that counted now was the sweet sensation ripping through her body. She was a woman experiencing what only a woman can. The pleasure of feeling a cock hard and hot against her tender pussy walls entirely erased the fear.
She began hunching up and down on the man's cock, trying to fuck herself. Her tiny clit poked up and tried to get into the act. She had to arch her back to rub her clit against his bush. The motion was worth it for the young girl. She came harder than ever before.
She soared on the hot winds of ecstasy blowing through her untried body. She glided and dipped and was cast high up into the outer reaches of ultimate human pleasure. As he drifted down from her sex high, she felt the man begin to really pound her cunt. He fucked her so hard and fast that she was, afraid he would bruise her cuntlips. His body ground into her snatch, his cock probing deeper and deeper in to her once-virgin cunt. She felt her passions mount again with surprising speed. She then became afraid the man wouldn't bruise her cuntlips. She found she needed it hard and brutal.
"Fuck harder!" she grated between clenched teeth. "Hurt me, use me, but fuck the living shit out of meeee!"
Her body quaked as another orgasm seized her. She felt her cunt walls collapse around the fucking cock hidden so far up her. Trying to hang onto his cock as long as she could, she tensed her inner muscles. The orgasm added power to her attempt.
For a moment, she thought she was going to succeed. She wanted that throbbing, virile fuck-stick all to herself. Then her body betrayed her. The slippery cunt oils lubricated his prick so much that he was able to slowly slip from her grasping pussy.
"No!" she screamed. "You can't deny me this. You can't!"
And he didn't. His prick poised for a moment just inside the gates of her blue-tinged outer cuntlips, then rammed her hard and fast again. His hips pushed his cock forward with impressive power. She felt her teeth rattling at every impact.
She came more times than she could count. And she wanted more. The fucking was truly turning her into a sex junkie.
She didn't know why but it turned her on. She was being raped in the dark after being tortured with a feather. She had been chained to the bed after being forced to degrade herself by sucking off Mr. Stanton. Everything was all wrong. Her first lay shouldn't be a rape, yet it was. She shouldn't enjoy rape, yet she was. This was so far away from even her wildest rape fantasies. And she couldn't get enough of the silent, masterful man's prick.
"More, more, give me more of that fucking cock of yours. Please, I need it all the way up my poor little cunt!"
Her hips worked in a rotary motion, screwing herself down around his cock. He corkscrewed himself in the opposite direction. Their combined motions brought her off repeatedly. When she thought she was totally drained, both emotionally and physically, she found new reservoirs to tap. She continued to come as long as the man's cock fucked hard and fast. All too soon for her, his rhythm became jerky, uneven. He fucked harder, but with less authority. She felt the hot, sweet rush of his jism filling up her virgin cunt.