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Kim's Dream 3
She stood in the shower allowing the spray to flow over her curvaceous figure. She hoped the water would wash away the torment in her mind, rinse away the clutter of conflicting thoughts, so that she could sort her thoughts concerning the previous two night’s happenings. If they happened that is! The water caressed her body, cascading around her firm, full breasts as it flowed downward, running over her flat stomach, filling her navel and continuing on through her silky pubic mound, bathing her sex lips, until making its way down her shapely legs, to her dainty feet, and finally down the drain. Later, she lay in bed trying to recapture the memories of what had happened to her the last two nights. She struggled to recall every detail of the brutal, yet in the end ecstasy filled attacks on her body. She stretched her lithe arms up over her head and gripped the bars of the brass, four-poster bed’s headboard. Then she spread her eye-catching legs wide, stretching them towards the corners of the baseboard, also made of brass, just as she remembered being positioned the previous night. Her limbs tensed as she remembered how tight the ropes had been and how movement had been allowed her. She closed her eyes and imagined the cords around her wrists and ankles. Excitement surged through her body, she moaned with the erotic thoughts flooding her mind as she rolled her head across the pillow. She pulled the bars she gripped in her hands above her head, arched her hips into the air seductively and dug her heels into the mattress, relishing the sexual bliss she recalled at the conclusion of each prior assault. But, suddenly, in her memory excitement turned to terror. She pulled her arms back to cover her breasts, crossing her forearms over her chest, hiding her hardened, swelling nipples. Her legs snapped together and she bent her knees as she rolled to her side in the fetal position, protecting her sex. Hysterically, Her eyes searched the room as she now remembered all the pain she had endured before she had been rewarded with the intense ecstasy that had followed the pain. Where, she wondered, did her tormentor come from? Would it happen again tonight? If it did, how would her body be bound tonight? And, how would her body be used and abused tonight? All these thoughts ran through her mind in an instant, as the violations she endured came to the forefront of her memory. She decided she mustn't fall asleep. Not tonight. She had to stay awake, had to find where the attacking hands came from, and above all, be prepared to protect herself. She mustn't be caught off guard, tied and stripped before she could awaken from her sleep. Hours passed, as she lay motionless, curled the covers, trying to breathe steadily, to imitate sleep. her eyes were active, searching the room for any hint of the intruder of her nights. But, her eyes became increasingly heavy. She blinked and yawned repeatedly, trying desperately to remain alert, but before long she drifted reluctantly off to sleep, loosing the battle to stay alert. She tossed and turned, moaning in her sleep, as her subconscious filled with darkness. The blankets suddenly disappeared from atop her writhing body. The nightgown she wore somehow worked its way above her slender waist, exposing her moist sex. The shoulder straps of the gown slid down her arms, the bodice bunching around her waist, also leaving her round breasts bared, her hardened nipples exposed. Her arms were pinned beneath her back, her bound wrists her soft, curved buttocks, the rope from her wrists pulled taut and tied off to the center of the footboard, preventing her from moving up the mattress. In turn, each ankle was grasped tightly by a strong, rough hand. Each ankle was then encased in rope, and forced up and back to the corners of the headboard, where the ropes were tied off. The position forcing her knees to bend in towards hr chest and lifting her rear cheeks up off the bed, accenting their perfect roundness and leaving her completely vulnerable and open to violation. Thumbs and index fingers attacked her nipples, pinching and violently twisting in opposite directions. She tried to scream in pain, but sound, somehow, did not come forth. She felt an enormous penis, at what she thought must be full erection, drop onto her flat, now quivering stomach as her nipples were pulled savagely, stretching the delicate skin towards her bent knees, distorting the faultless roundness of her breasts. She writhed in tortured pain causing her damp sex mound to rub the penis resting atop her silken patch, encouraging the already monstrous cock to swell further. She thought her nipples would be torn from her breasts at any second. And then she felt the throbbing soreness of her released nipples, her breasts regaining their beautiful shape and quivering gently as their full weight fell back atop her chest. Also gone was the monster cock that had rested and grew between her thighs, atop her pubic mound. She strained at her bonds, struggling desperately to free herself before the pain returned once more. Her struggles ended and she grunted in shock-pain-pleasure when, by way of a single vicious thrust, the monster cock embedded itself deep in her moist pussy. She lost her breath from the force of the thrust and now struggled to catch her breath and accommodate the immense cock stretching her pussy. The cock receded until the engorged head remained, poised momentarily between her sex lips. It then rammed its way back into her, deeper than the first thrust, forcing her hips to slide up the mattress, the rope from her wrists to the baseboard held her from sliding to the headboard and keeping he in place. Her wrists ached as the rope dug into her skin from the force of the last thrust, as the cock again slowly pulled its way back to her sex lips. She tried to catch her breath and brace herself for the next thrust. But it came to soon, so deep did the cock drive, so powerfully did it tunnel into her depths, so much did the continually swelling cock stretch her pussy, that she was sure the cock would burst from her mouth, having tunneled up her throat. The pace of the assault quickened. Fingers returned and pinched at her swollen, aching, hardened nipples, twisting them left and right, pulling them up, then away from each other, then pulling them together until each nipple rubbed together to be yanked apart and tormented in another painful manor. All the while the cock pounded into her repeatedly and deeply, impaling her to the mattress with each thrust, stretching her sex lips until she felt her body would be split in two. Friction burned her clit with each thrust, as the pubic bone above the cock bucked into it with each breath stealing thrust. Excitement coursed through her body and she lifted her hips as into the air as she could to meet each thrust. Each time her hips were driven back down into the mattress, she thrust her chest , inviting the hands that now squeezed her whole breasts like vices to do more to her. Her head rolled across the pillow, her hair lashing the air and tangling across her . She pulled with all her might with her wrists and ankles, wanting to wrap her arms and legs around whoever or whatever was pounding the breath of her lungs with each bone rattling thrust into her stretched and tingling pussy. Inhaling sharply, her body tensed as orgasm crashed through her body. She screamed in ecstasy and awoke. The ropes were gone, no cock filled her dripping pussy. Her own hands clawed at her own aching breasts and explored her own pussy. As the waves of pleasure subsided, she lazily scanned the room, breathing heavily, gasping for air. Had anyone been in the room with her? |
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