For those who have not read previous chapters
Hayley was 22 and Ryan 23. Hayley’s job was mainly administration. Customising standard documents according to the salesmens’ specifications. It was a bit monotonous but on the other hand stress free. It meant she could enjoy a good social life without worrying about how it might affect her job.
She had a slim face with high cheek bones. She had thick, long, waved shoulder length, golden hair, green eyes, a cute button nose and slightly full kissable lips. Her breasts were perhaps 37 though she hid them behind a round full bra. A 25 inch waist, 35 inch hips with a firm butt and reasonable legs. Not beautiful but very attractive.
Ryan is slim, brown haired, works in a warehouse. He has hypnotised Hayley so she cannot say bad things about him and cannot resist anything he wishes to do to her. She can resist anything he tells her to do. Obedience here is enforced through traditional methods.
This is a progressive story starting light and slowly getting heavier. At the end of the last part Hayley refused to suck Ryan's cock after it came out from her ass.
If you have the patience it is recommended to start from part Three.
Hypnotising Hayley Chapter Six
Hayley learns obedience
Hayley, naked, was handcuffed to the iron bedhead arms spread wide, head craned forward, green eyes wide with fear to see what Ryan was doing. Her feet were attached to a spreader bar the ends of which were in turn roped to the legs at the bottom of the bed. This gave her some limited movement. The handcuffs were coated with a fluffy cover to avoid them biting into her wrists if she struggled which Ryan was sure she would. He didn’t want her going in to work with red bands around her wrists.
He had laid several things out on a chest of drawers which was against the wall near the window to Hayley’s right. Apparently ready he came back with a thin light leather whip. He had made it by removing a leather strip from a multi tailed whip. He stood to her left side as she looked at him with fear. He lashed it down across her stomach. Hayley uttered a short scream. He lashed her at about three second intervals. She twisted and turned and grunted. At one point he said, “forty,” and sat on the bed to run his hand over her hurting mid-riff.
“You’ll be wishing you’d obeyed me soon.”
“But you can make me obey you. Why don’t you make me obey you.”
“I am,” he smiled, “but I want it to be your decision.” He got up. “Another forty I think. Let’s do the other side.”
He walked around the bed and then began lashing her again. This time he counted the strokes for her. As lashes fell upon the areas that had been lashed already, stripes across stripes, it got more painful.
“Forty,” he finally said.
Hayley’s stomach was burning all over. Her breathing was in short laboured gasps. Ryan was being excessively calm. He knew how long this was going to go on. He moved to the chest of drawers listening to the moaning girl behind him and took out the small ball gag. Hayley’s eyes widened.
“Please,” she began, but Ryan just smiled at her in a pleasant way and told her to open her mouth, “please,” she pleaded again. Fearful of making it even worse she opened her trembling lips. Ryan spat on the ball, rubbed his saliva around it and slipped it in.
“There,” he said when he had done the strap and made sure it was tight enough.
“You’ll thank me in the end. It’ll save your throat. You’ll see.”
He stepped sideways and lashed the whip down over her left thigh. Wow that made her writhe he thought as Hayley made a muffled scream of “nnnnng” into the gag.
“Nnnnng.”
“Nnnnng.”
“Nnnnng.”
“Eeeennnnng!” she screamed into the rubber ball as a particularly vicious stroke lashed across her inner thigh.
After that it just became a non-stop blur of pain, He lashed the outside of her thighs and then the insides. The whole flesh was covered in welts. Where some had crossed each other the skin had ruptured, though not enough to bleed.
He moved to her shins and lashed them. Hayley was beside herself. Struggling and twisting, the handcuffs jangling as the chains connected with the metal bars of the bed as her arms threshed up and down as far as they could go, which was not much.
He moved to her breasts.
As far as it could, her whole back flipped up as the whip struck across her tits. Ryan thought the whip was not long enough to get both of them at the same time so chose another similar but longer.
“Nnnnng, nnnnng, nnnng.” the sounds merged into each. Her right tit was getting the worst of it as the further part of the whip travelled more before hitting. After twenty agonising strokes Ryan walked round to the other side.
“Eeeee, eeeee, eeeee!” Hazel screamed.
She screamed louder than she had ever screamed in her life, but only a small sound came out from the other side of the ball. Ryan lashed in until her tits were crisscrossed with thin red lines the same as the rest of her body. When he hit the nipples she went ballistic. The whole bed shook. He was sure the bed legs would jump off the floor.
When he stopped and the whole of the front of her body was covered in fiery stripes Ryan took a rest. He went for a beer as Hayley used the pause to turn her head to the side and cry and moan. She knew despite the hideous pain it wasn’t over yet.
Ryan came back in with the now empty bottle and turned her over. Hayley cried out as her painful front was pushed against the sheets. The sheet wasn’t rough but against her tortured skin it felt like sandpaper. Ryan shackled her up again and got a cane and began caning her ass. One, two, three, four, ……… She screamed into her gag each time. Her body bucked up and twisted from side to side involuntarily. Her tears flowed uncontrollably.
“Shut up bitch slut, you can take a lot more than this.”
Twenty, twenty one, twenty two….. thirty. Her ass was looking bruised. Line on top of line and line across line created ugly blue purple areas. She wouldn’t be sitting on that comfortably for a while. He gave the back of her thighs a few for good luck setting her off anew. But now his prick was hard and he wanted to fuck her. He stripped below the waist, found some lubricant and pushed into her tight ass.
“Aaah,” he sighed. It was like balm to his needy cock.
“Aaaaaaagh,” screamed Hayley as the enormous thing cracked her open. Ryan lay full on her causing more muffled screams as he pushed onto her bruised behind. He nuzzled into her neck kissing and licking and pushed his hands beneath her to maul her striped tits. Hayley threshed and writhed and quivered from all the pain. There was no Hayley, there was only pain everywhere over her body and throwing it around, as far as it could with Ryan’s weight and the restraints. Her mind had blanked of meaningful thought some time ago.
Ryan slammed back and forth, then rested, then slammed back and forth again. The buggering caused as much pain as the whippings and canings because of the pressure and squeezing it put on all the hurt parts of her body. Front, back, tits and ass all being rubbed and mauled by the sheet, his body or his hands. Every time he felt the pleasure as his dick pulled out against the tight sphincter and then pushed in again Hayley felt the terrible pain from the further hurting of her whipped body.
He pulled his cock out and was in almost as great a frenzy as her. He picked up another whip and started laying into her back. Hayley screamed and screamed. Her head twisted from side to side, her body twisted from side to side and bucked up and down, her arms pulled and jangled on the handcuffs desperately trying to free themselves, her legs spasmed bending up as far as they could go and then straightening out again. She couldn’t see. Her eyes saw just black permeated with flashing red spots and hideous pain. During the moments when she could see it was blurred by her tears.
“Learning now bitch,” Ryan shouted, beside himself, “learning now!”
He stopped when his arm was tired. Hayley’s back was a mess. Blue, black, red melded together. He picked up a cane and gave her one final huge lash across her buttocks. The most hideous muffled scream came through the gag. Hayley nearly passed out. God why couldn’t she pass out. Please, please just let her pass out.
Ryan grabbed the bottle he’d come in with and lying down across the bed suddenly pushed it up her cunt and started fucking her with it. The narrow end went in about four inches before the expanded bit smashed into her outer cunt lips. In, smash, out. In, smash, out.
“Is this what you like girl? Is this what you like cunt?” He rammed it in and out, bruising her cunt lips terribly until finally he pulled out, jammed his cock in and started raping her with that. It still hurt as his groin banged against her bruised labia. Yet even now her traitorous cunt juiced up. An automatic reaction to having anything in it. An act of self protection perhaps. Ryan just said, “yeah, I can see your cunt likes the rough stuff,” then he pulled out and jammed it in her asshole again.
Hayley was just moaning piteously, wracked with pain and being full on raped by what felt like a huge cock compared with her small asshole. The pain shot up her from her bruised ass cheeks each time he thrust forward until with an animal cry he shouted, “there cunt. There cunt,” as he spasmed and spasmed and spasmed, shooting his spunk into her bowels and collapsed on top of her, knocking the wind out of her.
He breathed heavily into her ear. After a minute he went soft. Hayley lay still beneath him every movement causing pain in almost every place. He pulled out, reached for the bottle and jammed that in her asshole, working it in and out and round and round. He left it sticking out of her while he went round and undid her restraints and gag. She stayed in the spreadeagled position. Every muscle ached from the spasming, every part of her torso, back, ass, tits and cunt hurt from the welts and bruising. Even her neck hurt from the twisting back and forth of her head.
He pulled the bottle out of her. It had her shit around the top edge where her sphincter had pushed it up but then left it against the lip. He pulled on her legs to get her on the floor. She moaned and was like a dead weight.
“Get on the floor,” he shouted, “get on your knees.”
He pulled on her right arm and leg. She tried to move to get off the bed. Everything was fuzzy, everything still painful, she wanted to rest, to go to sleep. Just let her rest. Ryan pulled and got her leg off. The rest of her body began to fall. He pushed her torso and pulled her hips and shouted “kneel, kneel,” as loud as he could at her. Finally he had her kneeling and swaying looking at his deflated cock. He slapped her face a few times to clear her head. Slowly her eyes began to focus.
“Now you cunt, clean your shit off my dick,” and slapped her again for good measure. Hayley pushed her head groggily towards the dick.
“Open your mouth,” he shouted. She opened her mouth and the shit tasting dick went into her mouth.
“Now suck it. Suck it bitch. And use that tongue.”
Through the pain Hayley sucked and licked the shit tasting dick. Tasting and smelling her own ass, retching, but too broken to care. She just had to get this ordeal over. She had to satisfy him. Finally he grabbed her hair and pulled her off. Then he pushed the shit covered bottle in.
“Now clean my bottle.” He pushed it in hard. He nearly split her lip against her teeth.
“Suck and lick.”
The overwhelming stench made Hayley heave, but Ryan just twisted the bottle round and round and shouted at her to suck and lick. She tried to pull her head away, but he held her hair and she couldn’t. She fought desperately to control her heaving and began sucking.
“And lick.”
She began licking, tears dropping from her eyes. He pulled it out, turned her around to push her head to the floor, lifted her ass in the air and fucked her briefly with the bottle again before pulling her up and making her suck and lick a new lot of her ass contents.
Hayley sucked and licked.
Then he did it again. She sucked and licked again and then again and then again. It seemed non stop for ever. Finally when her whole mouth tasted like it was her asshole and the smell filled every part of her nose he pulled the bottle out of her mouth for the last time, sniffed it to check it was clean and threw it on the bed. He slapped her face a forehand and then a backhand. He could see her tear filled, broken, scarcely comprehending eyes. She comprehended she did as she was told though, he thought.
“Get on the bed,” he said, “and let that be a lesson for you.”
Hayley slowly turned and hauled herself painfully back onto the bed.
“Are you going to do what I want from now on?”
“Yes,” she croaked.
“What? I didn’t hear you and don’t just say yes. Say what you will do.”
“Yes, I’ll do anything you want,” she croaked as loudly as she could.
Ryan threw her a pillow. With a painful effort she pulled it to her and got it under her head and then lay there for the next two hours passing in and out of painful sleep.
“God that had felt good”, thought Ryan as he collapsed, exhausted himself, onto the couch in the next room. He sighed and stared into space for five minutes reliving parts of what had happened then he turned on the games console and began playing a platformer. He needed something relaxing.
Hypnotising Hayley Chapter Seven
Hayley learns dress up.
Hayley had evening classes twice a week to pass an insurance exam that would enable her to obtain higher level positions. These were on Tuesdays and Thursdays. This suited Ryan who had arranged to call on her on the Wednesday. It would be his first time at her apartment. He intended her to do some shopping. He thought it might work out better if she used her own credit card on her own computer. He would get her to buy a few outfits which she could then wear to visit shops in the future to get more. He was intending to make Saturday a shopping trip to London.
Hayley was at work. She wore a dark blue skirt that stopped four inches above her knee and a white kashmir sweater. Her breasts were rounded and flattened by the full smooth bra she wore. The night before she had been learning about the legal definition of insurable interest. A person who insures must have an interest in the thing insured. She was learning the possible loopholes around this. This was proving handy as the piece of work which had been passed to her by a colleague involved some complicated third parties. She had more or less sorted out the legal complexities when five thirty arrived and it was time to leave. The company frowned on employees who stayed in the office late. They regarded it as a sign you were not on top of your job.
Hayley was aware of what had happened over the weekend, most of her body had now recovered though sitting was uncomfortable. It did not seem important enough to talk about or affect her normal mood. Ryan had told her it was nothing to worry about while she wasn’t around him.
On Monday she had met some of her friends including Pam. Pam had told them she had split up with Ryan for being too possessive. Hayley was not as surprised as the others, as of course she knew Ryan was now seeing her. She felt guilty taking him off Pam even though she’d had no choice and would gladly like to be rid of him. She said nothing about her seeing Ryan. He had told her they should keep it secret for now and she found herself unable to talk about it.
After work on Wednesday Hayley got back to her apartment and began cooking some paella and chose a Spanish white wine from her wine rack to put in the fridge. She had a shower and put on a classic “little black dress”. She left off underwear as she knew Ryan didn’t like it. She was scared he might beat her again. She was trying to treat it as a normal date. If she could get him to like her perhaps he would let her go. She knew she was clutching at straws but straws were all she had.
Ryan arrived at seven. He was impressed by her apartment. It was open plan with a dining room area to the left when you entered and a living room area to the right. Light wood laminate flooring ran the length of the room. The 42 inch TV was smaller than his 60 inch but the red leather sofa and chairs were nice. There was a sideboard and whatever you called that thing that had a cupboard at the bottom and a glass display case on the top. It had a collection of cute decorative egg cups and a smooth blue hued wooden dolphin about 16 cms long. The rest looked like various holiday souvenirs Ryan didn’t recognise. He had only had holidays to Spain and his souvenirs from those were normally drinking or shot glasses.
“Take a seat on the sofa,” she said, “would you like an aperitif?”
“Yeah why not,” he said lounging on the sofa. An aperitif! He looked at his work boots. Guess he should have taken them off. Still, what the shit. He had come in the same clothes he had worn for work. An orange light sweater over a blue T-shirt and black jeans. He’d brought his usual over the shoulder bag. Hayley noted it with a shiver.
“I’ve only got Dubonnet or Martini I’m afraid. We’re having paella so is Martini okay?”
“Fine by me,” Ryan grinned.
They ate and chatted like a normal couple until the end of the cream and strawberry meringue dessert then Ryan thought it was probably time to begin the evening.
“Right,” he said, “that was very nice. I thought this evening we could sort out your wardrobe a bit.”
“My wardrobe?”
“Yeah. What you’re wearing now is all very nice and pretty, but its not very sexy is it? Oh, by the way stand up and lift it up so I can see if you’re wearing it properly.”
Hayley stood up and hesitantly pulled the dress up to her hips. Ryan looked at the smooth thighs and her silky blonde cunt hair and lips and nodded as if satisfied.
“I don’t know whether to keep the hair or shave it off. It looks nice and feels nice but a smooth cunt makes it more vulnerable and displays it better. Anyway yeah, your wardrobe. We need to make it sexier. Lets go see what you’ve got.”
For the next half hour clothes were divided into work and non-work. All underwear was put into a separate pile. All non work clothes that did not allow easy access to both her tits and cunt as he told her they would be called from now on, “even in your thoughts” were discarded. What was left was very little. Tops and three skirts which would have to do till they got more were okay. Only one dress was low enough at the top and short enough at the bottom to make it. He did allow one long dress as it was low at the top to pull her tits out if he wanted and loose enough below the waist to be easily liftable.
“For now I think you can wear this.”
He picked up a light blue sleeveless top that was more like a vest. Hayley took off the black dress which was put in a pile for only wearing with friends and put on the vest. It dropped to just above her pubic hair. Hayley normally wore it with jeans and a bra and perhaps a light coat in warm weather. Ryan thought it would do as it was though. He wobbled her tits which displayed their shape nicely underneath. And stood back and looked at her.
“Jump up and down.”
Hayley jumped up and down and felt his eyes on her bouncing tits and her bare cunt area.
“Right, put the underwear and other crap in suitcases and I’ll take them away for you. Hayley looked alarmed at losing all her underwear and guessing what was troubling her, as he had also removed all her pants/trousers including work ones said, “you won’t need underwear at work. Your other work clothes will hide anything you’ve got. Hide it too much if you ask me.”
Reluctantly Hayley packed everything into two big suitcases while Ryan watched her tits and ass jiggle and enjoyed flashes of her cunt as she moved back and forth bent over. At one stage he went out to his bag and came back with her dog collar which he fitted on her. He wanted it a little tight so she would be aware of it. At times she looked particularly sad as something she obviously liked a lot went into the suitcase. Ryan thought some of it looked quite expensive. When she had finished and looking very upset he had her hump the cases to near the door for when he left. Then they got her laptop and went to the dining room table. Before she sat down Ryan got a black butt plug out of the bag, made her bend over the table legs apart and pushed it up her. He said he thought it would be nice for her to have something to sit on and slapped her cunt with a stinging slap.
He sat down at the laptop with Hayley sitting next to him squirming on her plug and they went through a variety of clothes sites. He chose and she paid.
He chose two light sweater tops with zips down the front and one blouse. He chose two plaid micro skirts one blue plaid, one red plaid which she couldn’t see she could possibly wear out and one light ordinary tartan mini skirt. He chose two high thigh short dresses in yellow and pastel purple both with zips down the front. He chose one dress that came to mid thigh but had an opening covered only by laces which started at the back, came down and curved to the left and went over the hip and legs. It was not that revealing but it would show quite clearly that she was wearing nothing underneath. Two pairs of four inch heels, one red, one black completed the purchases. He would have liked taller but knew she wouldn’t manage it. Hayley paid for express delivery to Ryan’s address as he had the day off on Friday.
While they were doing this he would keep breaking off to stroke and fondle her cunt. After each purchase he would turn and fondle a tit through her vest and give her a deep kiss.
“Do you like it?” he would ask.
“Not really,” she would reply, clearly unhappy.
“On Saturday we’re going to London. You can dress up in something you’ve bought and we can go shopping for more. Won’t that be a treat?”
Hayley did not look as if it would be.
“Book two first class tickets. Now, “ he said, standing up, “we can have some fun. And I have a feeling you may not even have to take your clothes off.”
He grinned. Hayley said nothing.
“We’ll start with some doggy to warm up. Have you got any beer?”
“I think I have some Mexican in the fridge.”
“Get me a bottle then, there’s a good cunt.”
Ryan watched her bottom jiggle around the black butt plug as she went off to get it. It made her ass sexier wearing something that didn’t quite cover it. Or in this case didn’t cover it at all. She came back with a bottle which he took a swig from and then he retired to the couch.
“We’ll play like we did before except you can stay on hands and knees as the distance is shorter. He took out the dog leash and a small red ball. Hayley knelt in front of him with her legs apart and hands up like paws by her chin.
“Woof woof,” he said.
“Woof woof. Woof woof,” she said flatly.
“Get ready.”
She turned round to put her chin to the ground and wiggled her bum in the air. Ryan lashed down with the leash and tossed the ball towards the door. Hayley crawled quickly after it aware of all she was showing including the stinging stripe across her ass cheeks. The butt plug moved uncomfortably in her asshole as she crawled. She brought the ball back, knelt up so he could take it out of her mouth and give her a slap. Bend down to lick his boots, woof woof and take the position ass in the air again. The leash would come down and the ball be thrown again.
She did this about ten times. Her ass cheeks were stinging a lot but she knew she had to be good. The advantage to Ryan apart from looking at her cunt as she knelt and ass and cunt as she crawled off was that it gave each stroke time to settle in before the next one.
“Right come up here for your reward,” he said pulling her up to sit across him. He kissed her deep, driving his tongue down her throat while his hand went under her vest to squeeze and maul her tits making her moan and writhe in pain before his hand went to squeeze her cunt, dig his nails in and make her writhe and moan in pain again. Writhing and moaning was what Ryan liked. He would pull off her mouth sometimes to say, “is this a good reward?”
“Yes, thank you. It’s a good reward,” she would be forced to reply before he invaded her mouth and cunt again.
He began pushing three fingers up her which didn’t hurt as much as the squeezing but made her feel more invaded. With a tongue in her mouth to her throat, three fingers pummeling in and out of her cunt and the butt plug sitting uncomfortably in her ass she felt, as Ryan intended, his complete property.
“Now lets shave that cunt of yours.”
Hayley didn’t want to shave her cunt. She liked her smooth silken hair. She was actually quite proud of it. She had seen some pubic hair on other girls and it was nowhere near so nice.
“Couldn’t we keep some of it?”
“No. It would look funny. I want your labia smooth. That way I can see them better and get the whip making more of an impact.”
“The whip?”
“And other things.”
She led him to the bathroom and he told her to take off her top and sit in the bath and shave it off. Ryan suggested she put her legs over the bath sides so she was spread wide. This was not just uncomfortable for her legs but also rammed the butt plug deeper into her ass. She used scissors to cut the long hair down, looking sadly at the pile of hair spread out on the bath floor between her thighs. Then she reached for the shaving foam and razor she used for her armpits.
“I’ll put it on,” said Ryan, deliberately not using enough, “that’ll do. Don’t want to use too much. Dry shaving is best, but I don’t want it looking red at the moment. I want to see it all white and smooth.”
Hayley looked at him balefully. Ryan scooped up the hair she had cut off and said they could put it in a jar as a souvenir later then waved her to start. There was just enough foam to enable the razor to cut through but it was not comfortable. It scraped on her skin and had to be pulled quite hard. Ryan took the razor off her to clean the hair off under the tap and return it to her. Saying she could do it quicker, once she had a smooth mound, Ryan took the razor and roughly dragged it across one of her right outer labia.
“Ow! Ouch!” she cried out. He gave it another scrape. She cried out again and went very tense trying not to move.
“You should do it quicker then.” He rinsed it and returned it to her. Hayley speeded up though with a noticeable increase in mouth tightening and tooth clenching at the increased discomfort.
Finally she was finished and it was naked. Ryan showed it to her in a hand mirror. Hayley felt very naked and strange. At his instructions she splashed water over it to rinse and got out of the bath. Ryan dried it with a towel, put the towel back and moved to smooth over it with his hand. Hayley obediently opened her legs, arms hanging loosely by her sides as he slid his hand over the slightly sore but beautifully smooth skin. He rubbed it back and forth standing in front of her. He poked a couple of fingers up her as he smoothed back and forth. Hayley meekly accepted it.
“You’re like a porn star now. No false modesty. You’ve got it, you show it. Let’s see how my nails can bite in now.”
He pushed his nails into her outer labia while the nails of the two fingers inside her dug into the inner pink skin of her vagina. Hayley squirmed on his hand and uttered small squeals, but made no attempt to get away. Ryan dug in harder.
“Aaaah. Aaaah,” she gasped.
Ryan watched her squirm and push her body against him, involuntarily rubbing her tits against his sweater as the effect of his grip on her cunt pulled her towards him. He put his left arm around her shoulder and pulled her closer so he could nuzzle into her neck. He alternated between entering her and squeezing her and rubbing his hand over her labia, his palm sliding back and forth over her now smooth mound. He sighed contentedly, pleased at her humiliation and aquiescence. What an obedient cunt she was now. When he eventually bored of feeling his power and enjoying her feelings of powerlessness he led her back into the dining/living room.
“Guess it’s time to see what it feels like fucking it now. He pulled off his top, pulled her to him so her tits were crushed against his chest and gave her some deep kisses. He pushed her to her knees so she could undress his lower half. She started untying the laces of his boots.
“Kiss ‘em.”
She gave each boot a kiss and then continued. Ryan was standing and used her head to prop himself up as she pulled each boot off. The rest followed revealing his half hard dick. He pulled her head forward and she began sucking it.
“That’s a good cunt whore. Cause that’s what you’re going to be. My cunt whore. What are you going to be?” He pulled her head off his dick by her hair. She looked up at him, “you’re cunt whore,” he didn’t look satisfied. Quickly she turned it into a full sentence.
“I’m going to be your cunt whore.”
“And cunt whores do what?”
“Cunt whores do anything their Masters tell them.”
“That’s right. A good cunt whore is an obedient cunt whore. What’s a good cunt whore?”
“A good cunt whore is an obedient cunt whore.”
He pushed her back on his now hard dick and pushed her head forward so it poked into her throat. Hayley gagged and he pulled it back so she wouldn’t be sick then pushed it in again. He continued this for a while. Hayley’s throat was feeling sore from all the retching and saliva was beginning to drop from her mouth onto her laminate floor.
“That’s right, gag, cunt. You need to swallow so you don’t. Remember you’re a cunt whore and you swallow my dick down your throat, lick my balls, lick my ass, suck shit off my cock, drink my piss, do whatever.”
He pulled her aching mouth off him, told her to lick the slime from her mouth off his cock, which she did and then turned round and knelt before the sofa his ass facing her.
“Now lick my asshole. Show me what an obedient slut you are now.”
Hayley shivered and nervously shuffled forward on her knees and tentatively licked the crack of his ass with the tip of her tongue. She could already smell his shit.
“Use your hands to pull the cheeks apart stupid.”
Hesitantly Hayley pulled his cheeks apart and looked at the puckered hole in front of her. She felt herself retching already and she hadn’t even got close. She screwed her self up, moved her head forward and touched it with the tip of her tongue. She had sucked his cock after it came out of her asshole hadn’t she so she could do this she told herself. Anyway she had to. She had been holding her breath but now had to breathe. The smell of shit invaded her nose. With a sudden all or nothing she pushed her self forward jamming her tongue against his hole and her nose against the skin above and sort of french kissed it. Ryan felt her body convulse as she controlled the urge to be sick.
“Come on cunt. Lick it. You can kiss it later when you’ve got to know it better. Whore,” he said dismissively. Hayley began licking it, tasting it all over her tongue and swallowing like mad to try and swallow the smell. If she licked it enough surely it would stop smelling. She just had to clean it up as fast as she could. She gave big wet licks from the perineum to the top of his crack like a dog would lick.
“Yeah, that’s right, you clean it bitch, cause that’s what a good cunt whore does. Likes to lick her master’s cock and asshole and keep ‘em clean.,” and after a while, “okay now you can kiss it. Kiss it good. Lets feel that tongue dipping into that hole.”
Hayley kissed it for all she was worth as if it was some lover’s mouth. It had stopped smelling though there was still a lingering taste on her tongue. Then Ryan turned over and put her mouth back on his cock. Hayley slurped and sucked and pushed it in as much as possible, using it to get rid of the smell of his ass. Suddenly there was a stinging across her back and then another. Hayley pushed down to use the cock as a gag just emitting a muffled “muh” noise. Ryan had taken a small single tailed medium whip from his bag and was giving her a few lashes. It wasn’t fun if he wasn’t hurting her a bit. He pulled her up by the hair and pushed her around, pulled out the butt plug and then pulled her cunt hole down onto his now rampant cock. Hayley fell backwards onto him and at the same time his cock rammed into her. She made a humph sound and counted herself lucky it had her saliva on it to help it go in.
“Hump me then bitch. Come on. Up and down.”
Hayley flexed her legs and started moving up and down fucking him. Ryan amused himself slapping her ass cheeks.
“Yeah that’s the way baby,” slap slap, “get that cunt working,” slap slap, “be a good cunt whore, “slap slap. ”tighten those muscles.” Hayley squeezed her vaginal muscles and pumped up and down. The cock in her cunt caused her vaginal juices to flow so it got easier. After a few minutes she had settled into a comfortable if thigh aching rhythm.
“Yeah, cause this is what you’re for. Giving me pleasure. Mouth, cunt and ass. A three hole whore.” At this he pushed her up so his cock slipped out of her and pulled her down so his cock was aligned with her asshole, then pulled her down again. His cock pushed up her back hole in one go. For a moment she was left sitting on him, not moving, then he slapped her ass cheeks again and said “come on. Get humpin’ then.”
Hayley uttered a groan and lifted upa few inches and flopped back down. On the next rise he put his hands on her ass cheeks and started pushing her up and pulling her down at a rhythm that suited him. Hayley gasped and umphed though relieved he was taking some control as it eased her tired thighs and calves.
Ryan watched her rosy coloured butt bouncing up and down on his tool. Up and down. Up and down. What more could a man want than to be able to stick his cock up some nubile girls ass anytime he wanted and fuck her .
But Ryan could always want more. He pulled her high and pushed her forward. Just before she fell he grabbed her arm and pulled her around to face him, pushed her to her knees and pulled her head fast and rough toward his groin. Hayley opened her mouth and was impaled on his shitty cock. No thought of refusal now thought Ryan as he watched her bulging cheeks and eyes. He grabbed either side of her head and pushed her head back and forth taking complete control.
Hayley desperately tried to breathe in gasps between this fast brutal mouth fucking until he squirted his filthy cum into her. Spurt after spurt shot into her as she desperately swallowed to make sure she took it all in. Ryan made a few animal like noises as he came, pulling her head forward, feeling her throat convulsing on him and then her swallowing even as she was choking for lack of breath. When he’d finished and the electrical ripples through his body had stopped he held her there. Hayley started going blue and yet did not resist him. The cock shrank a little and she was able to suck up some air through her nose into her desperate lungs.
He held her until he went soft, enjoying the warm afterglow and caring nothing for the suffering girl stuffed with his dick. Finally, oh finally she thought, he let go of her head and fell against the sofa back, his cock slipping out of her. Quickly, knowing what he wanted Hayley lent in and put it back in her mouth to suck it clean. To lick and suck the cunt juice, shit and cum off it and then to take it out and lick it tenderly all over and down to the balls, licking those as well and underneath, the perineum.
When he was satisfied at this display of docility Ryan lifted her head up and slapped her right cheek hard enough to bring a tear to her eye and said, “good cunt. Good cunt. Come and join me up here. He pulled on her dog collar ring.”
Hayley felt a rush of relief and sat across his thighs on the sofa. It was time for some TV. Shows Ryan liked of course. Later he would fuck her in bed, she’d clean him and they would go to sleep to seperate and go to work in the morning.