Chapter 2: The day after.
When Casey woke up the next morning after being completely dominated by Mary, he could see that he was on the floor, laying flat on his back and there was a board with a small hole in it on top of him. His cock and balls were shoved through the hole and completely isolated and exposed. His arms and legs were bound.
He could feel the rough rope biting into his skin, the weight of the board pinning him down, trapping him. He was completely at Mary's mercy. He could hear her moving around the room, the soft rustle of fabric as she changed clothes. He could smell the faint scent of her perfume, the lingering aroma of their shared sweat and sex from the night before.
"Morning, pet," Mary's voice was a low, sultry purr, like velvet wrapped around gravel. Casey could feel his cock twitching, already hardening at the sound of her voice.
He tested his bonds, tugging at the ropes, but they held fast, the rough fibers biting into his skin. He was trapped, completely at her mercy.
Mary appeared above him, her red hair cascading down, framing her face like a fiery halo. She was dressed in a black lace corset that pushed her tits up and out, and matching thong that left little to the imagination. Her feet were bare, her toenails painted a blood-red that matched her lipstick.
She smirked down at him, her eyes gleaming with amusement.
"You look like a worm on a hook, Casey," she taunted, her voice laced with laughter. "All trussed up and ready for the taking."
Casey could only glare up at her, his body aching, his cock throbbing with need. Mary just laughed, reaching down to stroke his cheek, her fingers trailing down to his chin, tilting his head up to meet her gaze.
"I've got big plans for you today, pet," she purred, her voice a low, dangerous purr.
"And it starts with this." She held up a thick, black butt plug, the largest one Casey had seen yet. His eyes widened, his asshole clenching instinctively at the sight of it.
"Fuck, Mistress," he swore, his voice laced with apprehension. "That thing's huge."
Mary just smirked, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Exactly, pet," she replied, her voice laced with satisfaction.
"And it's going to stretch your tight little asshole wide open. Now, be a good boy and lift your hips for me."
Casey hesitated, his body tense, his asshole clenching at the thought of taking the massive plug. Mary just raised an eyebrow, her expression turning stern.
"Don't make me ask again, Casey," she warned, her voice a low growl. "Lift your fucking hips."
Casey complied, his body shaking as he lifted his hips off the ground, presenting his ass to her.
Mary smirked, running her fingers along his crack, teasing his asshole with light, feathery touches. Casey let out a shuddering breath, his body tensing as he waited for her to insert the plug.
"Relax, pet," Mary cooed, her voice a low, soothing purr. "You know I'm not going to hurt you. Not unless you want me to."
Casey took a deep breath, trying to relax his muscles, to prepare himself for the intrusion.
Mary took advantage of his momentary compliance, squirting a generous amount of lube onto the tip of the plug, coating it thoroughly. She pressed the cool, slippery head against his asshole, rubbing it in slow circles, teasing him, making him squirm.
"Please, Mistress," Casey begged, his voice ragged. "Please just... fucking do it." "Such a greedy little slut," she taunted, her voice laced with laughter.
"Always so eager to get fucked."
Casey could only whimper in response, his body writhing, his asshole clenching around the tip of the plug. Mary just smirked, pressing down slightly, pushing the plug past the tight ring of muscle, stretching him open.
"Fuck!" Casey cried out, his body tensing, his fingers clawing at the floor beneath him. "It's too big!"
Mary just laughed, twisting the plug, fucking him slowly with it, inch by inch. "No, pet," she corrected, her voice a low, sultry purr.
"It's not too big. It's just the right size to stretch your tight little asshole wide open, to make you feel every single inch of it as I fuck you with it."
Casey could only whimper, his body writhing as she continued to push the plug deeper, his asshole stretching to accommodate its thickness. He could feel every ridge, every vein, every millimeter of the plug as it invaded his most intimate place, filling him completely. "It's...
too much," Casey panted, his body shaking as Mary finally bottomed out, the base of the plug pressing against his asshole, fully seated inside him.
Mary just smirked, running her fingers along his inner thigh, making him shiver. "Oh, pet," she taunted, her voice laced with amusement. "We're just getting started."
She leaned down, her breath hot on his ear as she whispered, "I'm going to ride your face while you wear this plug. I'm going to grind my pussy all over your mouth, and you're going to lick me clean.
You're going to eat my cunt like the hungry little slut you are, while I ride you hard, fucking your face with my wet, juicy pussy. Since I have you trapped in our new cockbox, I'm going press my palms down on your balls and smash them. Your screams are going to vibrate my clit just right. When I'm done fucking up youe fave with my pussy and ass, I'm going to stand on the cockbox and walk all over your balls and smash them to a pulp. I'm goingto make you cry, and you are going to thank me for it!"
Casey whimpered, his cock throbbing at her filthy words. He loved it when she talked dirty to him, when she reduced him to nothing more than a means to her pleasure. He wanted to please her, to make her come all over his face, to taste her sweet nectar as it coated his tongue and dripped down his chin.
He opened his mouth, sticking out his tongue, ready to receive her.
Mary smirked, straddling his face, her knees pressing into the floor on either side of his head. She wore no panties, her bare pussy hovering just inches above his mouth. He could smell her musk, sweet and intoxicating, making his cock ache with need.
"Ready to eat my cunt, pet?" "Ready to be my human tongue?"
Casey could only nod, his mouth watering in anticipation.
Mary just smiled, a wicked glint in her eye, before lowering herself onto his face. Her pussy lips parted, revealing her slick, pink folds, and Casey wasted no time, sticking out his tongue and lapping at her hungrily.
"Fuck, yes," Mary moaned, grinding her hips against his face. "Eat my cunt, you little slut."
Casey did as he was told, his tongue exploring every inch of her pussy, from her clit to her asshole. He could taste her, sweet and tangy, and he couldn't get enough.
He licked and sucked, his tongue delving deep into her pussy, fucking her with it. Mary rode his face, her hips moving in a steady rhythm, grinding her clit against his nose, his mouth, his chin. She was using him, fucking his face like it was her personal sex toy, and Casey loved every second of it.
"Fuck, yes," she moaned, her voice ragged. "Just like that, you little slut. Eat my cunt like you mean it."
Casey could feel the plug in his ass, stretching him wide open, filling him completely.
Mary leaned forward and placed both her palms on his trapped balls.
She began to apply pressure, slowly at first, but steadily increasing. Casey let out a low groan, feeling the pressure building in his testicles. He could feel them swelling, the veins pulsing with blood.
"Fuck, Mistress," he gasped. intense."
Mary just smirked, her eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. "This is just the beginning, pet," she purred. "I'm going to make you scream."
She increased the pressure, her palms grinding against his balls, massaging them roughly. Casey could feel the sensation building, the pleasure bordering on pain.
Then, Mary, with a sudden, deliberate movement, leaned forward, her body swaying gently as she shifted her weight from her hips to her palms. Her hands, firm and steady, found their place, nestled snugly against the vulnerable area of his body. She continued to lean forward, pressing her weight down, trapping him between her hands and the unyielding surface of the board. The pressure was intense, every muscle in her arms straining as she held her position, her palms pressed firmly against his sensitive flesh. The moment seemed to stretch on for an eternity, as she maintained her balance, her body held rigidly in place.
She then lowered her pussy back down onto his face, grinding her clit against his nose, his mouth, his chin, his whole face. She was riding him hard, fucking his face with her wet, juicy pussy, and Casey could feel the pressure on his balls intensifying as she bounced up and down on his face.
"Fuck, yes," Mary moaned, her voice ragged. "Take my cunt, you little slut.
Lick it, suck it, fuck it with your tongue. Make me come all over your face." Mary's voice was a low, commanding growl, her hips bucking against Casey's face, her pussy grinding against his mouth. Casey could barely breathe, his lungs burning as he struggled to draw in air through his nose. But he didn't care. All he cared about was pleasing Mary, making her come, tasting her sweet nectar as it coated his tongue and dripped down his chin.
He stuck out his tongue, lapping at her hungrily, his tongue delving deep into her pussy, fucking her with it. Mary rode him harder, her hips bucking against his face, her pussy grinding against his mouth, her clit rubbing against his nose, his chin, his lips. Eat my cunt like you mean it.
Make me come all over your face, you little slut."
Casey's tongue flicked against her clit, making Mary gasp, her hips bucking against his face. He could feel her getting close, her pussy growing wetter, her thighs trembling as she rode him harder, faster.
"Yes, just like that," she moaned, her voice ragged. "Fuck, you're going to make me come, you little slut."
Casey could feel the pressure on his balls increasing, Mary's palms grinding against them, her fingers curling around the base of his cock, stroking it in time with her hips.
He could feel his orgasm building, his balls tightening, his cock throbbing with need. "I'm gonna come." "Not yet, you're not," she growled, her voice a low, commanding rumble. "You don't come until I say so."
Casey let out a groan of frustration, his body tensing as he fought to hold back his orgasm.
Mary just smirked, her hips never slowing, her pussy grinding against his face, her clit rubbing against his nose, his chin, his lips.
"Please, Mistress," he begged, his voice ragged. "Please let me come."
Mary just laughed, a low, sultry sound that sent shivers down Casey's spine. "Not yet, pet," she purred. "You can wait.
You'll learn patience, pet. Now, shut up and eat my cunt like a good little slut." Mary's voice was firm, leaving no room for argument. Casey could only comply, his tongue flicking against her clit, sucking it into his mouth, swirling around it, teasing it. Mary moaned, her hips bucking against his face, riding him harder, faster. Casey could feel her getting closer, her pussy growing wetter, her thighs trembling as she chased her orgasm.
Suddenly, Mary stopped, her body tensing as she pulled away from Casey's face.
He looked up at her, confusion etched on his features, his mouth glistening with her juices. She smirked down at him, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
"Time for a change of scenery, pet," she said, her voice a low, sultry purr. Without waiting for a response, she climbed off him, leaving him bereft of her warmth, her weight, her scent. She stepped up onto the cockbox and lowered her bare toes onto his balls. She pressed her feet harder and harder on his balls as if she were trying to pop a grape. She lowered her hand and started playing with herself
, moaning loudly as she rubbed her clit. Casey could feel the pressure building in his balls, the pain intensifying, but he knew better than to complain. He loved it when Mary used him like this, reducing him to nothing more than a plaything for her pleasure.
"Look at me, pet," she commanded, her voice harsh. Casey looked up, his eyes meeting hers, and saw the wild, feral look in them. She was lost in her own world, chasing her orgasm, and he was just a tool to help her get there.
She started bouncing on his balls, her feet digging into them, grinding them against the hard wood of the cockbox. Casey could feel the pressure building, the pain intensifying, but he knew better than to complain.
The harder she smashed his balls and the more noise he made turned her on more and more so she pressed harder and fingered her clit wildly. "I'm going to stand with my full weight on your balls when I cum" she growled. "And you're going to take it like a good little bitch." Casey could only whimper in response, his body writhing as Mary continued to stomp on his balls, her feet grinding into them, her heel digging into the soft flesh. He could feel the pressure building, the pain intensifying, but he knew better than to protest. "Oh, fuck, yes," Mary moaned, her fingers flying over her clit, her body tensing as she chased her orgasm.
Casey could feel her feet pressing down harder on his balls, her heels digging into them, the pressure building to an almost unbearable level. But he didn't dare complain, didn't dare move, knowing that any resistance would only earn him more punishment. "Please, I can't... I can't take much more."
Mary just laughed, a wild, feral sound that sent shivers down Casey's spine. "You can take it, pet," she growled. "You can take whatever I give you.
Now shut up and watch me come, you little ball-squashed bitch." Mary's voice was a low, husky growl, her eyes locked onto Casey's as she continued to grind her feet into his balls, her fingers flying over her clit. Casey could only whimper, his body writhing, his cock throbbing with a mix of pain and pleasure as he watched Mary chase her orgasm.
Her breath came in short, ragged gasps, her tits heaving as she rode the wave of pleasure.
Casey could see the ecstasy written all over her face, her eyes glazed over, her mouth open in a silent scream. He could feel her feet pressing down even harder on his balls, her heels digging into them with bruising force. He gritted his teeth, trying to hold back the cry of pain that threatened to escape his lips. He wouldn't give her the satisfaction of hearing him beg for mercy, not yet.
"Fuck, yes," Mary moaned, her fingers moving faster, her hips bucking as she chased her orgasm. "I'm gonna come, pet" as she lifted her full weight on top of his balls and bounced on them as hard as she could.
Casey let out a howl of pain, his body convulsing as Mary's feet dug into his flesh, her heels grinding against his balls, threatening to burst them. He could feel the pressure building, the pain intensifying, but he was powerless to stop it. Mary was in complete control, using him for her pleasure, and he loved every fucking second of it.
"Fuck, yes, take it, you little bitch!" Mary screamed, her fingers flying over her clit, her body tensing as she came hard, her juices dripping down onto Casey's chest.
She continued to bounce on his balls, her feet grinding into them, drawing out her orgasm, milking every last drop of pleasure from it. Casey could feel her feet pressing down even harder, her heels digging into his flesh, the pain almost unbearable. But he didn't dare move, didn't dare speak, knowing that any resistance would only earn him more punishment. He gritted his teeth, his body shaking, his cock throbbing with a mix of pain and pleasure as he watched Mary ride out her orgasm on top of his flat balls.
He could see her toes curl with every bounce, and the soles of her feet turn red. The pain was excruciating, but it was also twistedly arousing, knowing that Mary was using him for her own pleasure and that she felt more empowered by his submission.
Once Mary's orgasm subsided, she stepped off the cockbox and Casey could feel the relief wash over him as blood started to flow back to his balls. But the relief was short-lived as Mary moved towards him, a wicked grin on her face.
She sat down on his cock, smashing it into the board. She lifted her feet onto his face, curling her toes on his nose. Casey's eyes widened as he realized what she intended to do.
"You wouldn't dare," he gasped, his voice muffled by her toes.
Mary just laughed, a low, wicked sound that made Casey's cock throb even harder. "Try me, pet," she taunted, her toes digging into his nose, making him squirm beneath her.
Casey could feel her wet soles on his face, the smell of sweat and sex mingled with the scent of leather and rubber from the high heels she had worn earlier.
He moaned, his cock throbbing with need as he imagined what she was about to do.
"Open your mouth, pet," she ordered, her voice low and sultry. "I want to christen your face next."
Casey complied, opening his mouth wide, letting his tongue rest on his bottom lip in anticipation.
Mary moved her feet closer to his face, positioning them over his mouth and nose, her toes just barely touching his lips. She flexed her feet, pressing down slightly on his mouth, teasing him.
"Are you ready, pet?" she taunted.
Casey could only nod, his breath hot against her soles.
Mary smiled, slowly lowering her feet, her toes curling as they pressed against his lips, muffling his gasps and moans.
She nudged her big toe into his mouth, feeling him suck at it eagerly, his tongue swirling around the sensitive flesh. She applied more pressure, forcing him to open wider, letting more of her toes invade his mouth.
He could taste the saltiness of her skin, the faint remnants of her earlier orgasm still lingering on her feet. He sucked greedily, his tongue exploring every crevice, every ridge, every curve of her toes.
Mary moaned, her hips grinding against his cock, her pussy lips spreading, engulfing his shaft. She was so wet, so fucking horny, that she could feel her juices dripping down onto his balls, coating them in her sticky nectar.
"Fuck, yes," she hissed, her voice ragged. "Suck my toes, you little slut.
Make me feel good while I ride your cock," Mary commanded, her voice laced with dominance. Casey obediently sucked on her toes, his tongue swirling around them, his lips wrapping tightly around each one. Mary could feel the vibrations of his moans against her skin, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her clit.
She began to grind her hips in earnest now, sliding her pussy up and down his length, coating him in her juices. Casey's cock throbbed in response, desperate to be released from its confinement.
Mary could feel it twitching beneath her, eager to plunge into her depths. But she wasn't ready for that yet. She wanted to draw out his pleasure, to make him beg for release.
She lifted her feet from his mouth, leaving him gasping for air. His lips were red and swollen, his chin glistening with her juices. She smirked, running her fingers through his hair, gripping it tightly.
"Did you like that, pet?" she asked, her voice a low purr. "Did you like having my feet in your mouth?"
Casey nodded, his eyes glassy with lust.
"Yes, Mistress," he said, his voice hoarse. "I loved having your feet in my mouth. I loved tasting you like that."
Mary's eyes gleamed with pride. She loved how obedient her pet was, how willing to please her. She leaned down, her hair brushing against his chest, her lips hovering just above his.
"I knew you would," she whispered, her breath hot against his skin. "You're such a good little slut for me.
Now, I think it's time we took this to the next level, don't you?" Mary said, her voice dripping with lust as she stood up, her pussy leaving a trail of wetness on Casey's abs. She stepped off him, leaving him exposed and wanting. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with desire and anticipation.
"What do you have in mind, Mistress?" he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.
Mary smirked, and grabbed his cock, sliding it all the way inside her. When she had descended all the way down, his balls became smashed between her ass and the board. She put her feet back on his face.
"Now, pet, I want you to lick my soles while I ride your cock," Mary commanded, her voice firm and dominating.
Casey willingly submitted to her request, and began licking the arches of her feet. He could taste the salty sweat that had built up from her earlier orgasms. The texture of her foot against his tongue sent a surge of pleasure up his spine, and he couldn't help but let out a moan of pure ecstasy.
Mary's hips began to move, grinding her pussy onto his cock as she rode him hard and fast. Her ass crushed his trapped balls harder and harder every time she slid all the way down
"Fuck, you feel so good inside me, pet," she growled, her lips curling into a wicked smile as she looked down at him. Her hips moved faster, driving him deeper into her depths with every thrust. "I'm going to cum all over your cock, while crushing your balls with my ass and you're going to fucking love it."
Mary's voice was a low, sultry growl, her eyes locked onto Casey's as she rode him hard, her hips slamming down onto his, her ass grinding against his balls, trapping them between her and the hard wood of the cockbox. Casey could feel the pressure building, the pain intensifying, but he didn't care. All he cared about was pleasing Mary, making her come, feeling her pussy clamp down around his cock as she rode out her orgasm.
"Fuck, yes," Mary moaned, her fingers flying over her clit, her body tensing as she chased her orgasm.
"I'm gonna come, pet."
Casey could feel her pussy clenching around his cock, the walls of her hot, wet pussy contracting, squeezing him harder, milking him. He gritted his teeth, his toes curling as he held back his own orgasm, waiting for Mary to finish first. He loved the feeling of her pussy around his cock, the way it gripped him, held him, made him feel like he was hers and hers alone.
He could feel her juices dripping down onto his balls, coating them in her sticky sweetness. He wanted to taste her, to lap up every drop of her nectar, but he knew better than to stop pleasuring her without permission.
Mary's hips moved faster, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps as she chased her orgasm. Casey could feel her getting close, her pussy growing tighter, her thighs trembling as she rode him harder, faster. He reached up, grabbing her hips, pulling her down onto him, impaling himself deeper inside her.
Mary let out a loud moan, her head falling back, her red hair cascading down her shoulders. She ground her hips against him, her clit rubbing against his pubic bone, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her body.
"Fuck, yes," she hissed, her nails digging into his chest. "Fuck me hard, pet. Show me what you've got."
Casey obliged, his hips lifting off the board, slamming into her, his cock pistoning in and out of her pussy. He could feel her juices coating him, making his cock slick and shiny. It was more than he could take. He came a gallon inside her.
She could feel his hot seed shooting into her, filling her up, overflowing. She kept riding him, milking every last drop, her pussy clenching around him, greedy for more. She finally collapsed onto his chest, panting, her heart racing. Casey's cock twitched inside her, still half-hard, still eager for more.
Mary lifted her head, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You liked that, didn't you, pet?" she purred, her voice low and sultry.
"But I'm not done with you yet, pet. Not by a long shot."
Casey looked up at her, his eyes filled with a mix of exhaustion and anticipation. Mary smirked, loving the fact that she could still surprise him, still keep him on his toes after all these years.
She climbed off him, leaving him bereft of her warmth, her weight, her scent. He whimpered, his cock already missing the tight confines of her pussy. She laughed, a low, throaty sound that sent shivers down his spine as she lowered her overflowing, cum filled pussy onto his mouth.
"Clean me up, pet," she commanded, her voice firm. "Lick up every last drop of our combined juices."
Casey hesitated for a moment, looking up at her, his eyes wide with surprise. But one look at her stern expression, and he knew better than to disobey. He opened his mouth, sticking out his tongue, tentatively licking at her pussy lips, tasting their combined essence.
Mary moaned, grinding her hips against his face, smearing their juices all over his mouth, his chin, his cheeks.
Casey lapped at her hungrily, his tongue delving deep into her pussy, fucking her with it, tasting every inch of her. He could feel her clit throbbing against his tongue, her pussy growing wetter, her juices flowing freely now, mixing with his cum, creating a heady, intoxicating brew.
"Fuck, yes, that's it, pet," Mary panted, her voice ragged. "Eat my cunt like a good little slut.
Make me come again, pet," Mary demanded, her voice laced with dominance. Casey eagerly complied, his tongue swirling around her clit, sucking it into his mouth, nibbling gently on it. Mary moaned, her hips bucking against his face, riding his tongue, chasing her orgasm.
Casey could feel her pussy growing hotter, wetter, her juices flowing freely now, coating his chin, his neck, his chest. He lapped at her hungrily, his tongue delving deep into her pussy, fucking her with it, tasting every inch of her.
Mary's moans grew louder, her hips bucking against his face, her pussy grinding against his tongue, seeking more friction, more pressure. Casey could feel her getting close, her pussy growing tighter, her thighs trembling as she chased her orgasm.
"Fuck, yes, right there, pet," Mary panted, her voice ragged. "Make me come all over your face."
Casey redoubled his efforts, his tongue swirling around her clit, sucking it into his mouth, his fingers slipping inside her, curving upwards, rubbing against that spot that made her see stars.
Then she wrapped her thighs around his neck and squeezed as she climaxed , her pussy pulsing, her juices flooding his mouth. He swallowed every drop, his tongue lapping at her, cleaning her up, savoring her taste.
Mary applied the headscissor even harder now and Casey's vision started to blur . He could feel the blood rushing to his head, his cock throbbing in response. He loved the feeling of being trapped, of being at Mary's mercy.
"Fuck, you're such a good little slut, pet," Mary purred, her voice laced with satisfaction. "But I want more. I want to see you suffer for my pleasure."
Casey's eyes widened, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew that tone, knew what it meant. Mary was about to push him to his limits, to test his endurance, his submission. Mary tightened her grip and Casey slipped into unconsciousness