The New Bull takes What at He Wants

You thought it would be fun to tease me. I asked you to wear a sundress and you show up wearing a blouse, Ariat jeans, and cowgirl boots. We leave the bar to have a drink at your place.

When we get there you are laughing at your little joke, batting your eyes. Your cuck has been waiting for us. But he's surprised how quickly you returned. He's fully dressed with his caged cock in his pants.

You sit down, but I remain standing. He brings me bourbon and you a vodka tonic. I finish mine in a single gulp. You take a few sips and ask what I am thinking as I stand in the entrance to your living room.

Without any notice, the lights go off. I step across the room and lift you from your seat by your collar. Then I drag you to the wall, my body holding you in place. I slide my hand into your hair. Fingers spread until I get a good fistful. I pull back and to the right. Your neck is exposed. I lean in licking. Sucking, biting the exposed skin.

You moan as I lean you back from the wall against my chest. I tear at shirt, buttons fly. I pull it back over your arms leaving it bunched at your wrists. Wrapping it around them. Tight. Binding.

I pull your bra up over your head. The lace and fabric are rough on your skin, scratching and scraping. All the way over your head and shoulders. It forms a loop around your upper arms. I lean you forward. Your nipples against the cold wall. The rough paint. My mouth is back on your neck. You feel my cock harden against your ass.

With you hands bound I reach around with both hands on your bare tits. Grabbing your nipples. Twisting them. The pain and the pleasure are intense. My mouth finds your ear. My teeth chew your ear lobe then my tongues circles and teases it. When I tighten the grip on your nipples you gasp. I push you into the wall

With your arms tied, I push you into a chair. Then I sit across from you and he removes my boots. Then my pants. My hard cock pops out. I stand up and push him to his knees. His mouth opens and my cock fills it. I fuck his face while you watch and beg for your own mouth to be used.

I unbutton my white dress shirt, but leaving it on. I pull my cock from your cucks mouth. Walk across towards you. My cock glistening with spit and bobbing up and down. Again I grab your hair and pull you to your feet. You lean towards me and your nipples rub the soft cotton shirt. I spin you around facing the chair. My right hand holds your hair and head back. My left hand reaches around and unbuttons your jeans, then unzips them.

I pull them to the floor stepping on the crotch and forcing your feet, still in your boots, I place. My hands are back on your hips. Your blue lace panties are the only thing between my warm cock and your cool skin.

My right hand slides down the front of them and rubs your wet slit. Grazing across your clit again and again. My left hand is on your tit. Squeezing your nipple. The pain is intense but the pleasure in crotch distracts you. Your heart your own excitement as your pussy leaks more and more justice. The wave of an orgasm starts to build. You breath deeper waiting it

Suddenly my hand leaves your wet pussy and finds your hair pulling, dragging you from the wall to chair. I push you over the arm of the chair. Face down.

My hands find your lace panties and grabbing from each side the are roughly pulled backwards. You hear them tearing, the fabric is harsh against your skin. It burns as it is torn off your body. Your belly, your hips even your excited pussy felt the fabric burn.

You cry out at the pain, but your voice is muffled in the cushion of the chair. With the panties torn off, my thumb enters your wet cunt from behind and starts pounding into you. Faster than you've ever been fucked. The wet noises your pussy makes telegraphs your arousal.

The first orgasm releases your juices. They run down your thighs and legs. The splash continues as does my violation of your pussy with my hand. You come again. And again. They merge into a continuous wave of sexual peaks.

Eventually when you are raw and the arm of the chair is soaked with your sweat and cum, I pull my hand out and wipe the warm juices up and down your ass crack. I lean forward and slide my hard thick cock into your cunt. Plunging deep. You feel it punching against your cervix. Your pussy is sore and aroused and you can smell your excitement even with your head held down in the cushion.

After pumping into you a dozen or more times, my cock is coated with your juices. I pull out and lean forward. My hard cock in your ass crack. You feel it throbbing. I lean forward pulling your head back by the hair with one hand.

I whisper in your ear "Who owns you now, slut?"

"You do" whispers from your mouth.

My right hand comes down with a furious SMACK on your ass cheek. You can feel the welt. Then again SMACK. Followed by a third. You scram out from the sharp pain.

"Who owns you now, slut?" Is asked again in firm voice.

"You do Sir!." You shout through the tears, the sting.

"Yes, slut. I own every part of you." Your head is pushed back into the chair, as I lean back, then plunge into your wet cunt. Three, maybe four thrusts and that wet pussy has covered me in your juice.

I pull out slightly farther, step close, and you feel the head of my cock, covered in your juices, against your pink starfish. It hasn't been penetrated in years. Until now.

At first, I slowly push into you. You squirm, but your arms are twisted in the bra and your legs are tangled in your jeans. The first sensation is burning it hurts more than the welts on your ass cheeks. I spit onto my cock for more lube. Then I plunge all the way, in single painful stroke.

Your scream is guttural. Like an animal.

The pain is unlike anything you know. Childbirth maybe. I pull back never leaving your tight hole. Then back in. The entire length. Your eyes are watering. Three four five? Who knows how many strokes.

Then you notice a change. The curve of my cock rubs your pussy walls from the other side. The feeling becomes less painful, but just as tight. That cock is still rubbing your cunt through the walls. Your nipples are as hard as they have ever been and the rough fabric of the chair just rubs them raw...

Your body starts to betray you. This violation of your untouched hole is building into arousal. Then it happens. You cum. Deep inside. Then again. It builds as my speed increases and you loosen.

Then you spray your juices as the biggest orgasm yet, rolls through you.

I lean forward, again using your hair to pull your ear back to my mouth.

"Your mouth, your cunt and your ass are mine now. No one fucks you, including your own hand, without my permission."

Now it's my turn. My cock throbs as my cum pumps deep into you. Filling you with my seed. Coating your bowels with my warm fluid.

"Don't you dare move, slut."

When I pull out and step back the cold air rushes against your skin. Instantly goosebumps cover your flesh.

I lean down, picking up your blouse, which I use to clean off my cock.

Then I put on my pants and boots. Your cuck stares in disbelief.

"Clean her up, bitch."

He crawls over and you feel his mouth on your ass. Lapping at the cum as it leaks out of you. You hear my belt buckle tightening and my phone click as it takes a photo of your nude, cum filled body.

The next thing you hear is the door closing behind me.