Beth's Arrangement by Sybian

"Beth's Arrangement" by Sybian © 1998 by Sybian1@aol.com All rights reserved. No part may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic means, including photocopying, recording or by any information and retrieval system, without the written permission of the author.

She had chosen well, he noted, watching her enter the room. Taupe thigh high
stockings, her creamy flesh just bulging above the tight elastic. She teetered
on the 6 inch stiletto heeled black patent "fuck-me" shoes she had bought for
this occasion, keeping them hid from her unknowing husband for weeks, waiting
for this night. Beth's 135 pounds were tightly corsetted in a black satin
"merry widow" corset she had found at the local mall, it's tight lacing giving
her a 22 inch waist, causing to accentuate her flaring hips and extraordinary
ass. But though dressed like a whore, Beth still had the air of a virgin about
her, Steven mused to  himself as he watched her, a 43 year old virgin, for she
truly was this night,and she was about to cross the rubicon into a darker
place where he sometimes preferred to play. Play. He was hoping she understood
the game of it, the fun, and would not be frightened. He thought he had gained
her trust by now and that she was ready to go deeper into the soft night with
him.

She had called her husband only hours ago, to tell him that she was about to
fulfill his fantasy, that of listening to her be used as a slut by another
man, a strong domineering man. She had met Steven on-line over a year ago and
tonight was the culmination of a year of ever hotter e-mails and phone calls.
They had finally found themselves in the same city, both on business, and that
confluence of events had proved to be irresistable to them both.

Her dark eyes suddenly grew wide at the sight of him, looming out of the
darkness as she adjusted to the half light. He stood in the middle of the room
clad in gleaming black leather riding boots and black leather gloves, the
plates of his chest muscles shining in the flickering candlelight, the sinews
now glimmering with the almond oil that covered him. Her eyes were driven to
stare at his shaved groin, for now he wore some manner of leather harness
there, a leather ring around the base of his semi-erect penis which fit under
his unusually large testicles, forcing them out in a very lewd manner. 
"Pick up the phone and call your husband", he ordered.

"Yes, Steven"

He glared at her harshly.
"I'm sorry,... yes Master,.... forgive me, I'm so new at this".
Beth picked up the phone and dialed.
"It's me".
"Yes, I'm here with him now".
She listened for a moment.
"Yes, I'm sure, very sure. Are you sure?"
"Okay, I'm going to lay the phone down now. Enjoy yourself, honey".
Beth gently placed the receiver down on the nightstand, facing out, so that it
would transmit every moment of her defilement to her husband listening in
another city.


She walked towards him, the heels of her shoes clicking on the polished wood
floor. She smiled nervously and began to speak; "Oh, Steven, darling,
I.............." The words hung in the air, cutoff, as his gloved hand shot
forward and grabbed her face, pinching her cheeks together, bringing her face
to his as he hissed; "As we force this special night towards morning sweet
Beth, you will now refer to me as Master, do you understand me, bitch?" She
trembled with fear as her cunt once again began to leak down her legs.
"Master, I hope this humble bitch is
worthy of your attention, your wish is my command...." she was so smart his
Beth, such a quick learner, a perfect initiate into his world! He had taken a
chance in this game, afraid that she would misconstrue his intent, call a halt
to the playing, but his heart was glad in this evidence of her understanding
of him. As harsh and cruel as he was about to act, he needed her to understand
that it was just acting, that all the while there would be his smiling visage
behind him saying "It's just a game....."and that he would never do anything
to hurt her.

He glared down at her, the riding crop in his gloved right hand, feasting on
her form as she cleaned his boot with her mouth. Her breasts quivered from her
movements, and he noted that she had rouged her aureolas and nipples for him,
another sign of her learning.
"Stop grovelling you stupid cunt and get on your knees!" he barked at her,
pulling his boot back from her attentions.
"Yes, Master" she scrambled to a kneeling position in front of him, eager to
please, eager to play.
He walked around her, lifting one perfect tit with the crop, then the other,
inspecting her, behind her now, forcing her ass cheeks apart with it, more
inspecting.
He now stood in front of her, his  shaved and trussed cock and balls a bare
inch from her face, her lower lip quivering in desire and fear. "Do you like
my cock, slave?"
"Yes, I do" she answered. The riding crop whistled through the
air.......THWACK! ...it slapped the arm of the couch next to her head. "What
did you say you stupid slut!" he screamed at her, smiling inside at her
intentional mistake. "I said I love your cock, my Master" she replied, her
voice shaking with fear, half acting, half real. "That's better, cunt" he
said, now touching the tip of his cock to her nose, rubbing it on her face by
just moving his hips. He turned and walked away and then returned holding a
black leather collar with silver studs and rings adorning it. He snapped it
into place on her alabaster neck and stood back to admire her, on her knees,
shaking, once again. "What do you think, slavegirl?" he hissed at her. "Oh,
Master, I love my new collar, I am not worthy of all you have given me, please
forgive this slut's unworthiness" she said, her pussy resuming it's flow of
liquid down her leg. He was so happy at her answer, loving her spirit, her
supplication. He snapped a long, thin, leather leash onto the collar and said,
"Come with me now slave, I have prepared both pleasure and pain for you, the
choice of which will be yours", he yanked the leash, forcing her to all fours
and she crawled this way beside him as he walked, her 38c tits swaying, her
incredible ass jutting out, across the room and then back, walking her like a
dog. "You're a good bitch, aren't you Beth" he said, leading her to a straight
back chair. "I'm a very good bitch, Master, a very good bitch" she replied,
the excitement of this new experience now overwhelming her with desire.

He sat down on the  chair and ordered her; "Get across my knee, slut, you've
been very bad tonight and need to be punished". She did as she was told,
keeping her high-heeled feet on the floor, she bent across his knee, feeling
his still hard cock nestle between her breasts. "Reach behind and spread your
ass", he barked and she quickly complied, scared at his rage. He placed his
right index finger in her mouth and ordered her to suck. When he was satisfied
at it's wetness he placed it at the entrance to her asshole and quickly thrust
it deep into her rectum, showing none of the gentleness he had before. "The
rapier like edge between pleasure and pain" he hissed as she gasped, her
breath torn from her by this new intrusion. Drip, drip........it was her
again, her cunt was betraying her fear, running again, forming a new pool of
lust beneath her bent form. He worked the finger in and out, all the while
talking; "You've been a bad girl tonight, haven't you Beth, sucking and
fucking a strange man, you need to be punished".
"Yes, Master, I've been very bad, I've been a slut. Please punish me", she
pleaded, warming up to the game.

And then he started, whipping her bottom with the crop, hard strokes expertly
mixed with soft kisses on her bountiful ass. The instrument of her punishment
whistled through the air as he held her steady across his knee by the finger
deep within her bowels.
She was sobbing now from the pain he was inflicting on her bottom, but she was
tough he noted, and seemed to want to continue the game. But he couldn't. In
the few hours he had come to know her he found himself caring for her very
much, an attachment forming with her, a fire built out of both their needs,
their wantings, that only they alone understood. He gently rubbed her bruised
bottom, feeling the welt he had raised there, writing his initials in her
blood. He lowered his head to kiss her bountiful ass, tasting the salty blood
on his tongue. His hand kneaded her breast as he licked her. Her sobbing
turned to small whimpering now as he gentled her, covering her ass with small
kisses. "Stand up", he whispered helping her to her feet. "But Master, I want
to continue, take me into your world, I beg of you".

Did the bitch know what she was asking for? The depth of the darkness he
could shroud her in? He quickly knocked her feet out from under her, bringing
her to her knees. "Okay, you stupid cunt, you asked for it!", he screamed,
grabbing both sides of her head and ramming his cock into her gasping mouth.
He pounded his sex into her, fucking her head with his steel rod, his trussed
balls slamming against her chin with every stroke. He held her head still in a
vice grip,his hands clenching her hair and ears,fucking her mouth with long,
deep, hard strokes. "You like that bitch, don't you, you like when your Master
fucks your mouth?", he sneered, enjoying the freedom she had given him. All
she could manage was a "mmmnnnppphhh" as his hips bucked violently, forcing
his meat all the way down her throat, further with every violent stroke. The
rape of her face continued this way for twenty minutes, the violence of the
act unabated, the sweat glistening on his body as he abused her exhausted
mouth. Suddenly he stopped. "Get over here you dumb slut!", he yelled, pulling
her to her feet, grabbing her arm so hard it hurt, half pulling her across the
floor, her high-heels slipping in the pool of her own wetness that had once
again formed beneath her on the polished wood floor. He threw her into the
straight back chair and commanded; "Don't you dare move,slave, not a muscle,
you hear me cunt?" "Yes, Master, not a muscle", she whispered trying to
control the violent shaking that was now engulfing her. He returned with what
appeared to be a black physicians bag and said; "You want to play, we're going
to play now, slutgirl, we're going to play hard!" He pulled out a ball gag
from the bag and affixed it around her head, watching her eyes grow wide in
terror. "I don't want to listen to you whine, bitch", he whispered in her ear
as he made sure the gag was tight and she had no trouble breathing through her
nose. He next grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her, snapping on a pair
of black handcuffs. He admired his handiwork, walking around her, feasting his
eyes on her bound and gagged form, lifting her  breasts once again with the
riding crop, examining. 

He pulled a chair up in front of her and removed some items from the satchel.
A pair of latex gloves which he expertly snapped on, a sterile wrapped
surgical needle about nine inches long, a bottle of rubbing alcohol and
another of ethyl chloride. He also removed a small black velvet bag. She
started to shake and scream, but to no avail, so expertly had he immobilized
her. "Ssssshhhh, baby, this won't hurt, and it'll only take a sec", he said,
gentle now, "you wanted to play, right?", now harsher. He lifted one pendulous
breast with his gloved hand and sprayed the nipple with ethyl chloride after
he had sterilized the nipple with the alcohol. Holding the breast in his left
hand he ordered her "hold still"! for she was crying now, her whimpering deep
in her throat because of the gag. In one expert motion he passed the steel
needle laterally through the base of her nipple, piercing it through. Quickly
he repeated the performance on her other tit and was done. "See, your Master
never lies, it didn't hurt a bit", he laughed. He next removed two 22kt small
gold rings from the velvet bag and saying, "These are but tokens of my love
for you, they are the badges of your submission to me", snapped them into
place in her newly pierced nipples. He stood back to admire her again, loving
how the candlelight glinted off the gold rings, as her body slowly quivered.
"You wanted to play, right?" he asked
"Oh Master, thank you so much for these beautiful nipple rings..." He held
her chin and stared into her eyes, wondering at the depths of this women, her
mind was her most exciting and erotic feature, he mused. He got on his knees
in front of her and started to suckle her wounded nipples, first one, then the
other. The gold tinkled against his teeth as he sucked. She grabbed his head
with her now free hands and forced her big tit into his starving mouth,
passion carrying her upward again. He then put his hands on her plentiful ass
and lifting her slightly off the chair began to suck on her throbbing clit,
rolling it between his teeth, driving her nuts with his expertise. He paused
for a moment and looked up at her. As she caught her breath, he whispered, his
face shiny with her wetness; "What territory would my slave like to explore
next, her Master is very pleased and will take her where she wants to go." He
returned to his pleasuring of her while he awaited his answer. 
He positioned her at the edge of the big bed again, on her knees, and
rearranged the pillows for her. Her big ass sticking up in the air like that,
her head resting on her folded arms on the pillows, made a tempting, obscene
sight that any man would sell his soul to possess. Steven considered himself
truly blessed that she had now chosen him to take the last aspect of her
virginity from her this night, this glorious night they would both remember
forever.

He knelt beside her on the bed and gently massaged her clit, softly speaking
in her ear; "I'm going to fuck your ass now, baby. I'm going to fuck your big,
tight ass, with slow, smooth strokes. I'm going to bury my big cock in your
asshole and fuck it, and you're going to love it, right, darling? That's what
you want, right? You want to finally get that gorgeous ass of yours fucked by
a man, so you can be complete, right Beth?" His words were getting her very
excited and her juice started pouring from her cunt again as his clever
fingers worked her clit.

Steven turned toward the open phone and spoke loudly; "Are you listening to
this? I'm getting ready to fuck your wife's big, gorgeous ass. She's never
allowed you to, but she's willingly giving it to me, a stranger. How does that
feel? It's what you wanted, right? Well, you should always beware of what you
wish for because wishes do come true."

He stood and positioned himself behind her, laying his strong hands on the
cheeks of her behind. He gently spread them while saying; "Reach underneath
yourself and play with your clit baby, that's it, that's my girl", he
encouraged. He paused for a moment to drizzle some baby oil onto his meat and
between her cheeks. He then positioned the bulbous head of his manhood at the
entrance to her bowels and softly whispering encouragement, began to ease
himself into her. "That's it baby, that's it, let me in, c'mon, relax, that's
it, good, good, slowly, slowly, c'mon. You want your big ass fucked, don't you
baby? That's what you want. You want to finally feel a big cock up that sweet,
tight, ass of yours, right, hon?" Suddenly her sphincter relaxed and the head
of his cock made it's way in. Slowly now. He barely pushed and the rest of him
slid into her, a low gutteral moan now escaped her mouth. He grabbed her ass
cheeks tightly now and slowly began to stroke, in and out, so slowly, enjoying
the vice-like tightness he found there.

He stroked into her slowly,staring down, enjoying the sight of his cock
disappearing and then re-emerging into her puckered asshole. He glanced to his
right and revelled in the sight reflected off the mirrored closet door there.
Beth's head resting on the gathered pillows, her eyes shut tightly, her mouth
a small "O", a mixture of pleasure and pain. She was on her knees, her perfect
breasts crushed against the bed, her left hand gripping the sheets, her right
working furiously between her legs as he stood behind her, gripping her meaty
ass, as he fucked her virgin hole.
"Go ahead, Beth, turn your head towards the phone and tell your husband what's
happening to you. I'm sure he's jerking his puny cock right now. Let's see if
your voice will cause him to shoot."

Beth turned her head towards the receiver on the nightstand and moaned; 
"Honey, he's fucking me in the ass.....oooohhhh, God, fuck.......I, I,....I
had no idea it could be like this......shit, fuck..........I'm.....I can't
believe I'm going to cu, cum from this......oooooooohhhhh, shit, .........I'm
so fuckin' close......I'm rubbing my clit while he
fucks..........ooohh..........fucks my ass.....his cock is tearing me open,
but.......oh, God forgive me, I'm loving it so, darling..........are you going
to cum too, honey, is this what you wanted to hear?

Steven bent towards her now and spoke again in a stage whisper, so her husband
would hear; "That's it lover, make yourself cum for me, your Master, your
owner, you like having a cock up your ass, don't you, baby?" His right hand
released it's grip on her ass and found it's way to her pussy. He quickly
plunged three fingers into her fuck hole and started to move them in and out
of her with fast, sharp, strokes. He was able to feel his cock in her ass
through the thin wall that seperated them as he found a comfortable rhythm
now, plunging his fingers into her cunt as he withdrew his cock from her ass.
He slid his shaft in and out of her ass now with long, violent strokes, his
cum laden balls banging against her fleshy behind. "I want to cum with you
baby, let me know when you're close", he moaned now, every fiber of him
struggling to control his onrushing release. She started to shake now, his
words acting like a fuse, setting her off, her hand a blur as it rubbed her
clit, feeling his fingers in that shared space as he continued to plunge them
in and out of her cunt. "Steve, I'm close, I'm going to........", she moaned
like an animal, for that is what she had become this night. "Let's do it
together, baby, let's let him hear both of us cumming together, c'mon, cum for
me, baby, I'm so close........" his voice cracking under the strain, his hot
jism now being forced by her tightness up his shaft. Their gutteral moaning
filled the room now as they both exploded, Steven pumping his hot juice into
her bowels, never once missing a beat as his three fingers fucked her pussy,
causing yet another climax to ripple through her. He shot and shot into her
asshole, gobs of creamy hot cum juice, filling her up like she had never been
filled before as the most violent orgasm she had ever experienced tore through
her like chain lightning on a steamy summer night.
With her new lover still buried completely in her ass, the hot man juice
oozing slowly out of her ravaged sphincter from around his shaft, Beth reached
over and hung up the phone. Click.

© 1998 by Sybian1@aol.com

All rights reserved. No part may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic means, including photocopying, recording or by any information and retrieval system, without the written permission of the author.