"No, don't do that!" Wanda gasped, flinching. "Don't burn me!"
"Oh, I'm not going to do any real damage," Mike said, rolling the pipe around in the flames. "Just get it hot enough so you can feel it."
To Wanda's relief, he pulled the pipe from the fire. In just the few seconds he'd held it in the flames, it couldn't have gotten very hot.
When Mike turned and stood before her with the pipe in his right hand, his legs stretched wide, she felt her pussy tremble with desire.
He looked so virile, so muscular and mean. And in the light of the fire, his tanned flesh became darker, like burnt gold. Suddenly, she wanted him to touch her flesh with the pipe, to feel the heat sear into her body.
"Fuck me!" she gasped, thrusting her hips forward, feeling a trickle of cunt juice burn from her cunt opening and ooze over the inside of her right thigh. "Do… everything to me, Mike. Everything."
Mike stared at the soft contours of her body, the deep, emerald-green of her eyes, the golden red hair that touched her shoulders. Then he took a step forward. Slowly, he lifted the pipe and touched the end of it to her glistening cunt hairs.
Although the pipe wasn't hot, it was still warm enough to cause Wanda to flinch. It was just the right temperature – causing no damage, but filling her with spasms of pain. A scream tore from her throat – a scream of ecstasy.
"Fuck me with it," Wanda panted, jerking her hips forward.
She felt the end of the pipe stretch her cunt opening, then sear the slick membranes of her pussy.
"God, yes… stick it inside my pussy and… hurt me."
While Mike held the pipe in her cunt, he stepped under the ropes and behind her body. He then ground his crotch against her ass, letting his cockhead throb inside the crack of her shitter.
Wanda was overcome with desire when she felt the pressure of his prick. She flexed her ass muscles, letting her shithole munch over the smooth surface of his cockhead. Slowly, the long length of cock was drawn inside her asshole.
"You like this, don't you?" Mike said, his voice hoarse with lust. "I bet you'd fuck anybody or anything."
"I'll fuck… you," Wanda gasped. "Christ, I'll fuck you forever."
As he began fucking his massive cock in and out of her shitter, she felt him grind more of the pipe up her cunt. With her guts full of hard pressure, she found it almost impossible to breathe, but she wouldn't have had it any other way. Fucking was so good like this – almost like fucking two cocks at the same time.
"How much cock and pipe do you want?" Mike murmured, kissing across her shoulder to her armpit.
He licked into her soft flesh, then nibbled slightly lower, his lips touching the side of her right tit.
"Hmmmm? You want it all, baby?"
"Yes, fuck in every hard inch," Wanda groaned, her eyes glazed with passion. "Fuck my ass and my pussy to shreds, you sonofabitch."
Mike thrust in almost ten inches of pipe. At the same time, he hammered his cock savagely up her ass, grinding some of the flesh surrounding his balls into her shitter. He held the pipe and his cock inside her fuckholes for a long while, then began slowly fucking them in and out.
Wanda couldn't believe how wonderful – how horrible – it was. Every cell in her body seemed on fire with ecstasy, every nerve exploding with electric-like bursts of agony. When she was certain, the sensations couldn't get better, they did.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she screamed suddenly, her body glistening with sweat. "Fuck meeeeee!"
"Unh, take it, slut," Mike said, moving his hands away from the pipe.
The metal rod slowly slipped from her cunt, then hit the ground between her legs. He then jabbed his fingers into her pussy and yanked the loose folds of cunt flesh back.
"Fuck me, bitch. Fuck all of me!"
Although Wanda felt a dreadful emptiness when the pipe slipped from her cunt, his fingers began relieving the itch inside her cunt. She squirmed her ass around, feeling another burst of climax riddle her guts.
"Stick your hand in my pussy!" she panted. "God, stick anything up there. I… I can't take it much more. My pussy's on fire, you bastard."
While Mike fucked her shitter with brutal fuck-strokes, he began working his fingers deeply into her pussy. Slowly her cunt opening closed around his knuckles, then his entire hand disappeared inside her pussy. He formed a fist and began moving it around in a twisting motion.
Wanda thought the top of her head was going to blow off. Her orgasms had started coming one after the other in an almost unending stream, freezing every muscle in her body. She felt she couldn't get enough.
"God!" she shrieked, rolling her head around until her hair looked like a fiery halo.
"Take it, now," Mike said, biting down on her nipple.
His balls seemed to explode, sending a stream of warm cum up the center of his prickshaft. His molten fuck juice burst inside her ass, then began sloshing backward, melting around his swinging balls.
"Unhhhhh… fuck me, whore step-mother. Lick my cock up to your cocksucking brains!"
For Wanda, his cum was like gasoline on an open fire. Another convulsion of orgasm tore into her guts with such force, her very bones seemed to melt. She twisted and writhed, then went limp, her moan fiery in her throat.
"More of cum," Mike grunted, heaving forward, planting the bulk of his load up her asshole. "Come on, Mom! Don't stop. Fuck with me."
Wanda didn't know where she got the strength to do as he asked, but she began moving her ass back and forth, gobbling his cock inside her shitter, finally milking his fucker of all his cream jism. When the last of his cum burned into her asshole, she again went limp, every muscle in her body exhausted.
"Goddamn, that was fantastic," Mike groaned, rolling her nipple around in his mouth. "Shit, it was almost like I'd never fucked before."
"I know," Wanda said. "It was the same for me."
Mike held himself against her body for a few moments longer, then pulled away. He leaned against the tree and closed his eyes. His glistening chest was heaving up and down, his throat rattling with a satisfied moan.
Is that it? Wanda wondered. Did I finally prove myself?
In a way, she was a little disappointed, even though it had been the best orgasm she'd ever experienced. It had been so wild. But something had been missing. She had wanted him to humiliate and defile her totally.
Pleasure is nothing, she thought, unless there is the equal sensation of pain.
"Now you're going to suck me," Mike said, reaching for the knotted ropes at her wrist. "You're gonna get on your knees and blow my cock dry, bitch."
"Make me do it," Wanda said. "God, make me beg and crawl. Make it… hurt."
Although she felt herself slowly turning into an animal, she no longer cared. The humiliation, the pain and degradation somehow made fucking more wonderful, more exciting. She even wanted the feel of his hands around her neck, choking her to darkness.
When she fell to her knees before him, she reached for his cock and looked at it as if it were an object of worship. Slowly, she sucked the tip of his prick into her mouth and moaned with hunger.
A biting flash of pain seared across her back. She spit Mike's cock from her mouth and looked up, her eyes filled with terror. When he had gone for the ropes and pipe, he'd also gotten the whip! She hadn't even seen it.
Oh, now this is it, she thought. This is how I want it. To be forced to suck his prick while he beats me into submission.
She gobbled his cock back down and gave another spluttering cry as he hit her again.
"Suck me, whore," Mike said, his eyes glinting sadistically. "Lick my prick all over, or I'll beat you to fucking death."
While he slashed at her with the whip, she sucked his cock and balls passionately. And with the taste of his cock filtering into her mouth, she shivered as the lash tore into her flesh. Her nails were clawing at the taut muscles of his thighs, pulling him even closer.