Chapter 8 - The Honeymoon
After some probing, I found out that Phil and Heather had planned to spend
their honeymoon at the Inn, enjoying each other and the nature trails. It seems
they were a couple of tree huggers more interested in nature than man made
entertainment. Whatever. Since the Inn didn't have a restaurant, no one would
notice them missing. I hung the "do not disturb" sign on the door, told Phil to
get the money, then escorted the newlyweds to my car. "Phil, you're going to
drive while Heather and I get cozy in the back seat. You try anything, and
she's going to get the worst of it. Got it?" Phil didn't say anything as he
got behind the driver's seat. I had Heather sit behind him so I could keep an
eye on both of them. They both looked great in their wedding clothes.
The warehouse was about 45 minutes away, and still far from town. During
the drive, I took the opportunity to finger fuck Heather to several orgasms even
though she protested and sobbed the whole time. Phil kept looking in the mirror
so I reached up and let him lick the pussy juice from my fingers. I couldn't
tell if he liked it or not, but he licked them just the same.
The warehouse had a drive in bay door, so Phil pulled the car in while
Heather and I locked the door behind him. It had been used to store tobacco
after the auctions before it was trucked out of town, so there were lots of
tables around, and ropes and hoists and chains. It was perfect.
I had Phil sit on the edge of one of the bigger tables and secured his
ankles to the heavy legs. I tied his arms behind his back, then attached the
rope from his wrists to the opposite end of the table, forcing him to lean back.
He looked very uncomfortable. I positioned another table directly in front of
him and told Heather to sit on it facing her husband. "Now don't move." I
teased.
They both watched me digging in my trunk, wondering what I might have in
store for them. Their wonder turned to despair as I sat up my video camera.
"For God's sake, please don't do this." Phil pleaded. I ignored him as I
focused the camera on Heather. "Okay Dear, get undressed." I instructed her.
She looked at Phil for some kind of way out, some magic solution to this
horrible situation. "Don't look at him, Bitch. He can't help you. Look into
the camera and take that fucking dress off. NOW!" I demanded.
Heather was shaking as she reached behind her back to undo the zipper of
her gown. "I can't get it." She said. "Well, I'd be more than happy to help,
if you ask me nice." She just stared at me. "Ask me nice, or I might decide to
burn it off of you. You still don't get it, do you? I'm going to fuck your
brains out, and there's nothing you can do to get out of it. Now ask me to help
you get that damn gown off."
"Please, Mister, help me take my gown off." She said, very quietly. "I
don't think I heard you, Bitch. And by the way, my name is Sir, not Mister.
Now ask me again." Please, Sir, will you help me undo my gown?" She said a
little louder. "Of course I will." I said as I walked toward her. I undid the
clasp at the neck and pulled the zipper down to the small of her back. I went
back to my camera to work the zoom as she stood up to remove her wedding gown.
"Isn't she beautiful, Phil?" Phil looked at her with admiration, and said "I
love you Heather. No matter what this bastard does to you, I still love you."
Very calmly, I walked over next to Phil, looked him in the eyes and punched
him square on the cheek, snapping his head back. "I said my name is Sir. Not
Mister. Not Bastard. Sir. That was just a reminder." I stopped Heather as
she tried to get to Phil, held her by the shoulders and said, "Get undressed
before I have to really fuck him up." She let the gown fall around her feet as
I zoomed in on her perfect body.
She was wearing a white corset which really accentuated her slight tan.
The white stockings showed off her shapely legs as she stepped out of the dress.
I zoomed in on her ass as she turned to lay the dress out neatly on the table,
being careful not to crumple it. I thought it'd make a nice pillow for me while
she was on top. "Don't forget the panties." I reminded her. She had her
panties over top of the garters holding her stockings up and was able to remove
them without removing the stockings. She lifted one leg up and took the panties
in her hand. Her dark bush was neatly trimmed and I zoomed in on her pussy
lips. "Roll them up and put them in Phil's mouth." I instructed. "I'd hate for
him to say something stupid and make me have to straighten him out again." She
rolled the panties up and gently pushed them into his mouth. "Farther. Push
them in farther." I told her. "Don't worry, Phil. You'll get to taste the
real thing in a little while. Just let me warm her up a bit first." I got
undressed.
I had Heather sit on the edge of Phil's table, between his legs. I pulled
her gorgeous legs up around my waist, pressed my cock against her cunt, and
slowly worked my way in. Her hot pussy seemed to be sucking me in as I gently
worked my way into her depths. I pulled the corset down below her tits,
exposing them to my eager mouth. I sucked and gently bit on her nipples,
causing them to grow fully erect in my mouth. I gave them a good tongue lashing
as I fucked my prick in and out of her sopping cunt. Her breathing became rapid
as I chewed on her neck and earlobes, and massaged her tits in my hands. She
didn't even realize she was resting her full weight against her bound husband,
his shoulders threatening to dislocate with every hard thrust of my cock. She
wrapped her legs tightly around me, and pulled me deep into her as her pussy
pulsed around my dick, bringing on my orgasm in unison with hers. She held
tightly around my neck and whispered in my ear, "I love you, Phil" as my cum
sprayed against her womb. "The name is Sir." I reminded her. "I love you,
Sir."
Phil began to sob as I pulled my spent cock from his no longer virgin
bride's cunt. "Good lord, Phil, your wife sure has a nice pussy. Too bad you
didn't get to break it in." Tears welled up in Heather's eyes as her orgasm
faded and she returned to the reality of her situation. She had just lost her
precious virginity to a rapist. Her body had betrayed her as a stranger took
her most prized possession from her. I loved the look on her sad little face.
"Alright Phil, it's time for you to get a little action. Are you ready?"
Phil's eyes pleaded as he mumbled something into the gag. I pulled Heather up
from the table and turned her to face Phil's crotch.
"Get down on your knees, and suck him like you did me." I ordered her.
Heather's spirit was already broken, and she obediently did what I told her. I
had to help her get Phil's pants down to his ankles, then I massaged her tits as
she expertly sucked on Phil's growing cock. Phil had stopped sobbing, but I
could tell he was trying to block out what she was doing. "Don't hurt her
feelings now, Phil. She's doing a great job and you better start showing her
some appreciation. You know, you don't deserve a woman as fine as Heather. I
might just have to keep her for myself." They looked at each other and
shuddered at the thought.
I made my way back over to my trunk and pulled out a duffel bag I had
packed full of different tools and accessories to help me liven things up. I
knelt beside Heather, with my face pressed against hers as she lovingly sucked
her husband's now fully erect dick. "Looks like he's enjoying it." I teased
her. "Here, let me show you a new trick I think he'll really like." I said
into her ear.
I took her hands and placed them on his hips. "Close your eyes, and really
push your head down. Try to touch your nose to his belly. That was close.
Keep trying. Pull back real slow and suck it hard. That's it. I think he
likes it." Heather and Phil had both closed their eyes and were enjoying their
activity, so neither of them noticed as I looped the zip tie over the base of
Phil's dick and under his balls. They didn't notice as I pulled the zip tie
closed until it just pressed against him. They didn't notice until I pulled the
zip tie as tight as I could. That, they definitely noticed. Phil screamed into
the gag and Heather looked at his now purple cock in a panic. It was turning a
deep crimson and the skin was so tight it looked like it was going to split
open. "Don't worry, Dear." I mocked her. "That thing will stay hard the rest
of the night. I didn't want him getting his nasty cum on you."
I untied Phil's arms and let him lie back. He rolled back and forth in
agony while his cock seemed to get even harder. I slid him up farther on the
table, so his ankles were just hanging off the end. I then tied them to the
table legs. I pulled his arms over his head, and tied his wrists to the other
legs. His cock remained hard. "Phil, I told you I'd let you taste her pussy
for real, and now's the time."
I helped Heather up on the table, and lifted her leg over Phil's head so
she straddled his face, 69 style. She continued to stare at his throbbing cock,
obviously concerned. "Now Phil, look up into that beautiful pussy, that pussy
dripping with my cum. You're going to eat that pussy until she has another
orgasm. Have you ever ate a pussy before?" Phil shook his head. "Well then,
you're in for a treat."
I removed the gag from Phil's mouth, and pushed down on Heather's back
until her cunt was pressed against his face. I could see his nose pressed into
her asshole. "Isn't that great?" I asked him. He didn't reply. "Alright now
Phil, jab your tongue up in that hole, and start wiggling it around. That's
it."
I let Phil eat at her pussy for about 20 minutes until I could tell he was
getting tired. "Pussy eatin' can be a lot of work, can't it?" I asked him.
"I'll tell ya what, I'm going to help ya out. Raise up a little, Heather. Now
Phil, see that little button? That's her clit. Lick on that while I fuck her
again. Don't stop until I tell you to." I climbed up on the table behind
Heather, and pushed her down until her chest was against Phil's belly. "Suck
his dick, Heather." I ordered her. Phil's eyes were focused on the head of my
dick as it sank into his wife's soaked pussy. "Christ Phil. She's tight as a
virgin. Well, almost." I pushed all eight inches into her until my balls
rested on Phil's forehead. "I can't feel ya licking down there, Phil. Get to
work." I fucked his new wife's cunt slowly until I could feel her start to
shake. "She's almost there, Phil. Just a little farther." I fucked her
harder, building with her, until we both climaxed together, our combined juices
spilling onto Phil's face. As I pulled my spent cock out of Heather's pussy, a
glob of cum dripped into Phil's open mouth. He retched as I commanded him to
swallow it, but he managed to get it down. These two were so easy.
I was getting sleepy and my dick had quit for the night. I left Phil tied
up the way he was, but removed the zip tie from his dick. He actually said
thank you. I didn't have the heart to tell him I'd be putting it right back on
in the morning. I took some blankets from my car and made a nice bed for me and
Heather. I tied her wrists to a leg of Phil's table, then I killed the lights
and spooned up against her warm body, with my limp dick nestled in the crack of
her ass. A few minutes later I was fast asleep. During the night, my dick
recovered and I fucked her from behind, hard and fast. She and Phil were both
sobbing as I fucked her pussy raw, and called her every filthy name I could come
up with. After I came, I kissed her passionately, and told her I loved her. I
fell back asleep with my dick still in her.
