Free Of Pain and Delight by Heidi Stone Page B

bush of hair pressed against my beaten bottom. He held himself still again and the monster throbbed heavily. Then he began to fuck me; he fucked me up the arse with his enormous cock!’
    Calema hissed the last few words through clenched teeth. Even in the semi-darkness, Sahria could see that her expression was a picture of delight. Her friend took a moment to savour the pleasurable memory, and then continued.
    ‘My initial fears and the subsequent delightful feeling as he entered me had caused me to forget that I was trussed up. I fought against my bonds, wanting to respond to his incessant thrusts by jerking my body against him, but movement was virtually impossible. I clenched my buttocks tightly. I knew from experience that this would cause my anus to grip him firmly. He groaned and began to move faster. He was ramming his stalk in and out of me without a thought for my discomfort, but I was loving every moment. I gasped and panted for air as he hammered into me, and my pussy ached for release. Suddenly I was coming. I raised my head and let out a blood-curdling scream as my orgasm tore through my loins. The prince responded by thrusting ever harder and, incredibly I came again, even before the first wave of feelings had subsided!
    ‘The prince eased out of me and moved to kneel at my head. His long rod glistened with the oil, the angry, purple end inches from my face. I arched my neck and he moved towards me. I licked the end and then took the plum-sized head into my mouth. I could taste my scent, and I loved it. I could never have imagined doing such a thing before, but in my totally subservient position it seemed utterly right. I suckled him voraciously, my saliva dripping from my chin while he rubbed his long stalk with both hands.
    ‘Suddenly, without warning he roared like a stuck bear and thrust his cock forward so that it filled my mouth. I wanted to swallow his full length down my throat but knew that such a thing was out of the question. The thick stalk throbbed heavily between my lips and against my tongue. I tasted the saltiness of his cream and swallowed hard. He continued to pump rapidly, filling my mouth with more and more of his warm fluid until, at last he was sated.
    ‘He sat back and looked at me. I smiled and allowed a trace of sperm to slip from the corner of my mouth. Presently he stood up and donned his cloak, then clapped his hands loudly. The guards entered immediately. He barked out his orders to them. “Take this vixen to the black chamber, and see that Rapite thrashes her for her impertinence!’ I couldn’t believe that he could be so cruel, but his attitude seemed oddly fitting, in a strange way.’
     
    The two of them sat in silence for some minutes. Sahria mulled over Calema’s fantastic story. She conjured up the image of her naked friend lying roped on the floor with Sarne’s huge weapon delving into her most intimate orifice. She was envious, that was true, but she was also happy that the girl had enjoyed such delightful pleasure. It did, however, appear odd to her that the younger girl had often enjoyed the sensations of anal sex whilst she herself had never participated in such deviations. She vowed that it would not be long before she, too, had given herself to this ultimate experience.
    She also considered it strange that both she and Calema should enjoy the pleasures of being soundly whipped or beaten. Often in the past men had begged her for more when she lashed their bare buttocks with the most vicious whips. Perhaps all men and women were the same, she mused. Perhaps all were happy to succumb to the delights of pain, if they did but know it.
    ‘We must ally ourselves with the prince,’ she said presently.
    ‘What do you mean?’ asked Calema.
    ‘We have both learned much in these past few hours. I am sure that Prince Sarne and his cohorts have much more to teach us, and I know that we will both be very willing pupils. I also know that we probably have much knowledge