Tied Up Forced Anal Novels & Stories

“For the next seventy-two hours, you'll be under heavy scrutiny by me. You will make no mistake. Let me repeat this so you understand. You will not even a single mistake between those seventy-two hours, and whatever I say or ask of you do must be done. You have thrirty seconds to make a decision. I'll take your silence as disinterest." Madeline had been gobbling up every word Robinson had been spilling with such ferocity that might have alarmed her if she wasn't overthinking. But at the last two sentence, her brain stopped functioning and came to a halt faster than a man who just spotted a child bursting in front of him. Then, her mind kicked and reminded her she has five seconds to respond

Why torture me instead of her? It hurt a lot. It felt as if my body was being torn apart. I was shackled in place. I couldn't fight back or struggle. He retracted his cock and slammed it back into my anus again. I screamed in horror. "This is crazy." "I am not gay. Please, remove this," I screamed out. "Enough. Don't disturb my pleasure," he said as he deeply fucked my anus. "Let me go, enough of all this. This is insane," I screamed.

“I want to be fucked worse.” He pulled my arms tight above my head and tied them to the bedpost. The rope dug into my wrists, rough and unkind. My breath hitched. He moved to my ankles, forcing my legs apart and tying each one to a post. I was spread open like an offering, like something butchered and left to be devoured. He ran his hand down my stomach, between my legs, pressing into the soaked lace. “You’re already wet.” I didn’t answer. He ripped the panties off me with one violent pull. The sound of fabric tearing echoed in the room like a gunshot. He grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him.

Next came anal training. They moved her to the bedroom. The bed had been fitted with straps. They secured her on her back, legs pulled up and wide, ankles cuffed to the headboard so her ass and pussy were completely exposed and elevated. The plug came out. Marcus poured lube generously over her hole and his cock. “Time to stretch that greedy ass,” he said.

he said pulling her. “Found her.” He said shaking his head. “Sit down, this time you are not getting up for anything, and that is including that bathroom you love so much.” He said rolling his eyes, he forced her down into the chair and bound her to it. “So I guess we’re going to have to speed this up a little since you want to leave so bad.” He said opening his book up. “Let’s see.” He said glancing down at the nervous Anabel. “I wont do anything you ask of me.” She said shaking her head. “Even if you force it, you better understand I will never be fully gone.” She said looking away from him.

" I smacked his head two times, blushing. We've been married for a few months but never bathed together. Even though he already saw me naked, I only saw his upper body, and I didn't have a plan to see what was hidden inside his pants soon. "You do it yourself." I snarled and tried to pry his arms away from me, but he won't let go. "Jayson!!! " I won't let you go until you do something about this thing between my legs." My eyes widened at his words, and I quickly pushed him away from me, desperate to be away from him as soon as possible. "Let go of me." "No!!! He replied and pushed me onto the bed, and he climbed on top of me. He laughed when I pulled his hair and tried to roll on the other s

A tear escape from my eye " I said No! I don't want this. You do not love me and we are married that doesn't change anything. You can not force me!" "who said that. I will force you. If you don't give me consent to fuck you, I will do as I please. After your father sell you to me, to satisfy you. I doing my job, so stay quiet, don't move. I will suggest you to play along." He start to take off my clothes I try to push his hand" John, do not touch me. Leave my clothes. I am not an object that you will play as you please. I am not a toy, to sell and buy. Ahh, John leave me. "

" I sobbed...' 'I need to see how tight your ars* is, little girl.' he snarled as he wrestled me to the bed,’ Because I think both those m*ther f*ckers have had what I have not enjoyed yet.’. I felt myself go hot and then cold all over. We had never done that; Lucien knew I was terrified of anal intercourse, never having indulged in it, ever. But now, he wanted to prove his dominance over me. *** Flipping me onto my stomach with his superior strength, he tore off my panties. I struggled and jerked with shock as a stinging slap landed on the cheek of my ass. I fought harder, sobbing loudly, my butt hurting as he hit me again and again. He had never used violence on me, not like this and I was

"Can you not force me?" "Why did I force you? You're the one who tied yourself up!" Huangfu Zi struggled. "Bastard, let me go. Did you hear that? I told you to let me go." Zachary couldn't do anything to her, especially her mouth, which was full of curses. It was really unpleasant, so he closed his mouth in a hurry.

There was a smile on his face, but it wasn’t the version I liked. “I tied HIM up,” he said slowly, “and I whipped him till he pissed himself. I did other things too; used some anal toys and a urethral one. Didn’t necessarily lube him up beforehand.” My mouth fell open. “I say all this to say,” he remarked sneakily, using two fingers to raise my jaw, helping me clamp shut, “unless and until you let go in your own heart,” he said, placing the hand from my jaw on my left breast, his eyes still on mine, “you can’t even begin to be free,” he whispered.