A new Bill | By : vzon20011 Category: +G through L > King of the Hill Views: 12164 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter seven
in this chapter: Vagina Rape, Forced Oral, Piercings, Beastiality, and Scat.
Minh thought she was going to die during the anal sex. Her master had secured her to the table. Then started to put his fingers into her anus. She couldn’t understand why he would do such a dirty thing. He stopped, and then she felt him get between her legs. He was poking her with something much bigger than his finger . She realized it had to be his penis. She pleaded some more for him to stop. Even Kahn was never allowed there before. Then she felt a red hot poker going up her ass. The pain almost paralyzed her with each thrust. She had not see her master’s penis while he was behind her. She imagined it was as big as the water buffalos back home on the family farm. Back then her younger self became curious about sex. She would watch the bulls mate with the cows in the fields. After seeing that cows had a vagina like her. She wondered if a bull could mate with her too? One day finding one of the most oldest, gentle, and friendly of the bulls alone. She set about playing with it’s penis. Soon it grew three feet long almost touching the ground. Minh sat down with her legs spread under the bull. Placing the tip of the penis to her vagina. It seemed really huge compared to her’s. She started to have second thoughts about this. What could have been a disaster of a short life was adverted when a farm hand called the bulls to come eat. Not interested in Minh that much. The bull walked away dragging it’s limp dick in the dirt.
After Minh’s master was done violating her. He gave her a cold bath which caused her teeth to chatter. Then secured her for the night to a metal ring next to the unfinished space in the back of the room. When he left the room for the night. Minh tried her best to get the skintight leather sleeves off her arms. Even started to gnaw at the leather to no avail. After some time she felt very tired. The plastic mat her master gave her looked inviting to sleep on. First she needed to go to the bathroom. Walking over to the metal drain as her master instructed her to do. She took a big dump, and pissed at the same time. There was no paper to use. No toilet to flush for that matter. Feeling a great relief, and also feeling like a dog. She made her way to the sleeping mat in the corner. Seeing the food made her famished. She was to tired to care about it being disgusting. When done eating she crawled unto the mat wrapping herself in the pink bathrobe. Praying for help, and crying herself to sleep.
The next morning Bill had logged unto a video voyeur website through his home computer. He was an anonymous user watching a live streaming of a BDSM show. Not much was going on at this time of day. He could see a pink lump of something laying on the floor in the corner of a black room. Bill clicked on the comment section to read user comments. Most comments were positive since he went online with his dungeon. Some said they wished they were the man. Others wanted to be the woman. One commenter said everything looked fake. After Bill had left the tank refit building the night before. Some people wrote,“ WTF!”
Bill left his house without seeing any activity across the street at Kahn‘s place. He went straight to the tank refit building without stopping. This being his first time as a dungeon master. He had some nervous anxiety about something going wrong. He kept looking in the rearview mirror for trouble. Even if the police did try poking around looking for her. Bill had a very good contingency plan ready to go. He locked the fence gate behind him after arriving at the compound, and parked his car around the back of the building. Checking his computer, and putting on his mask. Bill walked silently into the dungeon room. The smell of scat hit him hard. He saw a big pile of reddish brown shit on top of the metal drain in the floor. He almost gagged from the smell of it. Pinching his nose he seen his slave was curled up in the corner with the pink bathrobe as a blanket. The robe didn’t cover most of her lower half . From this angle his slave’s naked ass cheeks, and pussy gash was exposed. Bill smacked Minh on the ass with the riding crop to wake her up. She sat up with a dazed look going “ WWAAATTT????” It didn’t look like she had much sleep lately . Then she realized where she was. Started crying, and begging to be let go. “ I said no talking, or you will be punished” Bill said. He reached into the unfinished space to his left pulling out an O-ring gag. This one had a cork like piece that could be secured to the front of the gag. It could also be pulled out easy, and hang from a string for later insertion. Minh was trying to push herself further into the corner of the room away from him. Bill placed his knee on her chest to keep her still. Minh fought at first while he tried to get the gag in her mouth. Pinching her nose shut caused her to open her mouth. After securing the gag Minh was breathing hard through her nostrils. A little bit of drool was forming around her lips. “ In the mornings you must wait for me with your ass in the air, or you will be punished. Understand?’ Minh went “ HMPFT” while still breathing hard. Bill wasn’t sure if she said Yes, or Fuck you. Either way, she will bend to his will.
Bill picked up a black bag from the unfinished space.. Unlocked Minh’s neck chain from the beam above. Reaching further up the chain to get a gripe. He dragged her on her hands, and knees across the floor toward the round wooden table. The leather bondage sleeves that Bill put on her arms the night before looked like seal flippers slapping, and sliding on ice all the way.“ Get up unto the table” He commanded her. She was slow to comply, so he started smacking her bottom with the rider’s crop. She jumped up on the table kneeling on her kneecaps, and toes. Rubbing her bruised backside with her flipper like hands. He could see she was getting a good collection of bruises on her ass. Putting the bag down next to her. Bill lifted the top padded pipe of the bondage restraint device centered over the table. “ Lay down with the small of your back on the bottom pipe. “ He told his slave. Minh seemed hesitant, and didn’t want to do it. So Bill pushed her forward twisting her lower body with her legs up till her back was touching the bottom pipe. He pulled on her neck chain dragging her across the table till her lower back lined up with the bottom pipe. Clamping down the top pipe just below her belly button, and above her waist. He grabbed her arms, and locked the silver rings on the ends of the bondage sleeves to the loops on the table. He then went to lock her leather bondage cuffs on her ankles to the table. Minh was spread eagle on her back over the table when done. The bottom pipe kept her pelvis lifted up in the air. Bill could see the strain on Minh’s face. People weren’t meant to stretch out like that. He rotated the table till her exposed pussy was facing him. There was many different types of pussies in the world. Bill had seen a chart showing thirty. If he remembered right Minh’s pussy was number six on the chart.
The scat smell kept bothering him. “Time to clean out your cage.” Bill said. Leaving Minh stretched out on the table. He went to get the water hose, and cleaning supplies from outside the room. He also picked up a broken board from a wooden pallet on the way back in. Going over to Minh’s scat pile on the metal drain cover. He pushed it through the grate with the board end. He let the water run down the drain to flush it away. Then added some scented bleach for freshness. He had commented to Minh during the process that a small woman like her had big crap. She turned her red face to look the other way.
Bill stowed the cleaning supplies away, and returned to the dungeon. There was something about tied up women that turned him on. He touched Minh on her right calf with his right hand. The calf muscle felt soft when he squeezed it. He ran the tip of his forefinger up her shin bone which felt hard, and cool to the touch. Moving his hand to her kneecap, he squeezed it to feel it’s firmness. He then rubbed his finger tips in a circle around her kneecap to see if she was ticklish like other women. She went, “ Hmphpft ” trying to kick him away, but her leg was secured to the table. Moving on to her thigh he squeezed, and rubbed the muscles there. Then used both hands to massage her inner thigh, and buttocks at the same time. Bill took his right hand to explore her pussy. Spreading it’s folds with his middle, and forefinger. He could see some moistened pinkness around the edges of her dark vagina. Minh, like other Asian women had a large clitreous hood with flaps. “ Looks like someone has gotten wet from my touch.” Bill said. His slave started to protest again. Trying to lift her head to look at him, and say “ Not true!“ All he heard was “Hhmft!“ He let his right middle finger continue to explore around her pussy. Moving his left hand up her stretched smooth belly rubbing it along the way. Then he cupped Minh’s right breast with his hand. Rubbing, and squeezing her nipple between his fingers. It didn’t take long for her to start getting turned on. His penis was getting hard as well. Her breath was coming out long, and deep. Bill could tell Minh’s pussy was getting softer, and wetter as he played with it. He read somewhere that women’s brains shut down during sex. Instead of fighting him now. Minh was actually rubbing her chest, and pussy against his hands. Not thinking he can handle it anymore himself. He crawled up to her raised pussy pushing his throbbing penis in. It was so tight at first, it was almost like she was still a virgin. One part of his penis felt like it was being rubbed raw. Bill had to spit on his finger to rub it on his penis for lubrication. He grabbed both breast kneading them in his hands. Minh’s eyes were closed in blissful pleasure not caring she was being raped. After a bit Minh orgasmed, and her senses came back to her. Her master was still plunging away on top of her. She tried to protest, but the gag kept her from expressing disdain. She felt ashamed for enjoying being raped by this man. Her master started to get faster like he was about to cum. “Oh No! What if I get pregnant by him!! Kahn would cast me out into the street for sure!” Minh had thought. Suddenly, her master pulled out of her pussy. He walked across the table toward her head with his penis hard, and glistening with her pussy juice. Reaching down pulling the cork out of her gag. He lowered his body down unto his knees pushing his penis into her mouth. Past the o-ring, and her protesting tongue into her throat. Bill deep throated Minh a couple of times. Each time he felt her throat muscles contract around his penis chocking her. He would pull out seeing her face red, and coughing for air. He finally busted a nut in her mouth. Squeezing every drop from his penis with his hand. Minh looked like she was going to turn her head to drain her mouth, and push the cum out by her tongue. Bill put the cork piece back into the gag to prevent her from doing this. With her mouth full of salvia, and sperm she had no choice but to swallow.
Bill laid down next to Minh with his head resting on her raised pelvis, and the top pipe of the bondage device. Watching her body’s chest going up, and down shaking her breasts a little. Her throat would sometimes contract like she was still swallowing his cum. He could hear Minh breathing hard through her nostrils, because of the gag. After a bit Bill sat up on one elbow saying “ I guess it’s time to give you some jewelry.” He rolled off the table going to the black bag, and pulling out some gold earrings. The gold had caught Minh’s attention. “What he was going to do with the rings? Offer them for raping me? He better have more than that” She thought. Then he pulled out a package of clothing needles, rubbing alcohol, and hydrogen peroxide. Bill opened the bottles, and poured some of the contents into their caps. He put five needles into the first cap waited a few minutes, and put them into the second cap. He took an alcohol patch rubbing Minh’s right nipple. Holding the nipple between his thumb, and forefinger. Bill picked up one of the needles inserting it though the nipple. Minh started to shake violently trying to break out of her bonds. “HHHMMJIYFRSQ!!! HHHHMPHTDM!!!” she was screaming through her gag. “ Now, Now, it only stung a little. We still got four more to go.” Bill said, rubbing alcohol on her left nipple. It sounded like Minh was pleading through her gag for him to stop. Plhhmpfh stophfh!!!!” “ I can’t hear you.” Bill said. Picking up another needle, and .pinching the left nipple like he did the right one. He was about to insert the needle into the nipple when his cell phone chirp. Releasing the nipple, and putting the needle back into the cap with solution. Bill pulled out his cell phone looking at the display. Intruders were outside the tank refit’s compound.
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