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Aftermath

Four years later but here it is, the sequel to Punishment! Please vote or comment if you enjoy and want more.

I wake to teeth scraping along the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine.

"Mmm" I arch my back, intending to grind my ass back into Ben's erection.

"Ow!" A jolt of pain shoots through me as Ben's pole connects with my abused anus. I try to jerk away but his strong arms are wrapped around my chest and midsection.

"Hmm" Ben chuckles in my ear, "It seems you're still sore pretty girl."

"Mhm" I moan in confirmation as Ben's lips skim along the column of my neck, occasionally nibbling. The arm around my torso unwraps and reaches for something behind where we lay spooning on the bed.

"Let's see what we can do about that, shall we?" Ben shifts a little and cool air rushes between our naked bodies. Moments later I feel his fingers brush against my throbbing anus. I tense, but slowly relax as he simply runs a cool gel against my sphincter. It helps ease the burn, if not the deep ache. I'm distracted from the pain by the feel of Ben's teeth scraping down the side of my neck.Aftermath фото

Ben's body twists away from mine again twice more but he seems to just be cleaning things up since his fingers don't return to my anus. I relax further.

Then, Ben's arm curls back around my hip and he pulls me back into him.

"Aah!" I whimper and try to roll away as the head of his cock presses against my swollen sphincter. My glutes reflexively clamp together. The head of his cock is locked into position.

The bicep beneath my head flexes, his forearm curling around my neck. I freeze.

"None of that pretty girl. You are going to take all of my cock in your tight little ass this morning"

I should have known better. Ben has never let one of my punishments interfere with his plans for the rest of our time together. My untouched pussy flushes with heat even as my gut clenches. I'm in for it today.

"Don't worry, I have something that will help distract you."

Bzzz

I feel the vibrator against my mons. Tempting. Teasing. My slit begins to weep, but I keep my legs clamped shut, trying to shield my aching back door from his probing shaft. Ben's arm flexes against my throat.

"It's up to you pretty girl. You can have the vibrator on your clit." He rubs the vibrator along my tense thigh. "Or not." The vibrator pulls away. "Either way, my cock is going balls deep in your ass."

I quiver in his arms for a moment, indecisive. Ben can make any implement one of pleasure or pain. Slowly, I ease my legs open. Ben quickly slips the vibrator between my pussy lips and against my clit.

"Aahhh!" I jerk away from the sudden, intense stimulation as he flicks the vibrator back to life. The movement forces the tip of Ben's cock against my unyielding anus. I let out a strangled yelp, trying to hold still, trying to give my aching back door a moment to relax so that Ben's entry won't hurt so much. But before I can master myself, Ben's finger draws back my clitoral hood and he pressed the vibrator directly on my overly sensitized button.

My screech trails off in a pained whimper as the head of Ben's cock breaches my tender hole. The head isn't even fully inside but my swollen sphincter already burns from the slight opening. I try to ease my hips forward, but Ben gooses my clit again.

"Aaaa!!!" The head of Ben's cock is forced inside with the jerk of my hips.

"That's it pretty girl, dance your ass back on to my cock!" Ben growls in my ear as he gooses my clit again.

All I can do is moan in response, my hips bucking back and forth, each wiggle driving Ben's thick shaft further into my spasming hole.

I wriggle and groan, locked in a state of overstimulation, pleasure and pain. Ben never lets me rest for even a moment as he plays my body between the vibratior and his piercing cock. It feels like hours before I feel Ben's pubic hair rub against my sore ass. With a grunt, he thrusts his hips forward for the first time. I let out a high pitched keen as the base of his shaft stretches me wide. I try to pull away but Ben's arm anchors me in place as he grinds into my ravaged ass.

"And now for the fun part!" Ben slowly slides an inch of his cock out of my throbbing anus. It feels like my swollen flesh is trying to pull him back in, while my empty pussy pulses and throbs, desperate for stimulation.

"Please!!" I beg. I'm not even sure what I'm begging for. I'm breathing hard, my whole body twitching spasmodically from the extended pain and pleasure.

"With pleasure pretty girl" Ben punches his dick back to the hilt and I scream from the intensity. I can feel every millimeter of his length and every nerve ending is on fire. I see stars but I can't find the edge to tip over, to let the pain push me into the ultimate pleasure.

Ben begins forcefully fucking my ass in short hard strokes, the vibrator rubbing against my clit in time to his thrusts. My anal sphincter finally gives up and relaxes against the invader sawing in and out. Only then do I finally start to feel the build towards my orgasm with the rhythmic, predictable, if painful, fucking. Tortured whimpers morph to breathy gasps and moans. My brain starts to feel hazy from the overload of endorphins.

"Tell me how much you love it pretty girl."

"Hugnmmm" I groan, past articulation, past words. I can't deny how turned on I am, my arousal sliding across my thighs. But my brain is so focused on what Ben is doing to my body that I can't find my tongue.

"Nnnnuuuhh!" I gasp as Ben pulls the vibrator away from my clit and holds it in front of my face. A string of arousal drips nearly to the bed. He grinds his cock deep into my ass.

"I want to hear you say the words pretty girl."

"Mmm... Aaaa." I'm panting. The pain isn't being balanced with the pleasure anymore and now all I can focus on is the throbbing, burning, ache of my anal tract around Ben's cock, which is lodged to the hilt. I feel it twitching in excitement inside me. Somehow, this sets off fireworks in my brain without letting me orgasm, the pain driving my arousal higher.

"I'm waiting"

All of my brain power is consumed by trying to process the stimulation from my nether regions. But I need release from the mass of sensation that feels like it's going to split me apart.

I try again. "Aahhmnn"

Ben stills behind me.

After a moment I hear an evil chuckle.

"Oh, you are a dirty girl! Having my dick forced up your sore ass sent you all the way to fucking sub space." Ben continues to chuckle. He leans forward to breathe in my ear, "I'm going to make you cum so fucking hard."

I whimper and try to shake my head in denial. When I've achieved subSpace in the past, it's been a light, floaty feeling where pain transcends directly into pleasure and the orgasms are mind bending and amazing. SubSpace allows me to take more: bigger toys, longer sessions, more pain. On one occasion I didn't even realize, until I saw the bruises later, how hard Ben had been able to go at me with the alligator tail he fashioned out of an old, shredded tire.

But I'd never achieved subSpace like this before, only taking on extreme pain after being coaxed to subSpace through teasing, focused breathing, bondage and Ben's sheer dominance. This couldn't possibly be the same thing!

Right?

I guess I'm going to find out, because I still can't find my tongue.

Ben pulls all the way out of my ass, leaving an aching void in his wake. I gasp at the sudden loss in sensation. Its like I've floated away from my body entirely, without the sharp pain to keep me anchored. I feel empty, almost lost. But I can tell Ben doesn't plan to leave me empty for long. He quickly scoots off the bed and drags me to the edge. I'm so dazed I can't move.

"Hmm, can I trust you to keep your hands to yourself pretty girl?" Ben looks at me critically, his cock jutting out hard and thick in front of him.

I try to move my hands from where they are splayed haphazardly across the sheets. I barely manage to twitch a finger. Ben seems to take this as a sign of defiance rather than inability and quickly grabs a pair of soft cuffs from his bag, slipping them on my wrists before connecting them with a short rope. Then he lets my hands drape across my own neck, the rope pushing down subtly on my throat.

The implied restriction to my airflow causes my mind to be drawn inward, my whole awareness consumed with my need for more. It feels like a black hole has opened in the center of my body. My pussy and ass are quivering, clenching on empty air. I'm desperate to be filled with something, anything.

My eyes refocus on the outside world as Ben slides his forearms under my knees, lifting my ass off the bed. All I can do is make quiet mewling sounds, trying to beg without words. He must see the desperation in my eyes.

"Don't worry babe, I'm going to fill you up more than ever before." With that, he thrusts his cock back into my quivering ass in one brutal thrust.

Ben's groan of pleasure is drowned out by my inarticulate shriek. I'm immediately overwhelmed again, pain flying up my spine like electricity. The short break was enough time for my sphincter to try regaining some muscular tension, making Ben's cock feel even thicker on its return to my swollen bowel.

Ben pulls out until just the head of his cock remains and then thrusts back to the hilt. He lets out a growl as my ass flutters around his cock. He repeats the maneuver several more times.

My vision goes a little black at the edges as I begin to hyperventilate from the pain. But it's more than just the pain in my ass. My whole body is sizzling. I'm intimately aware of every slide of my skin against the sheets, the imprint of Ben's fingers against my thighs as he sodomizes me. I'm wetter than I can ever remember being; I can feel the wet spot forming under my ass, even though we've barely moved to this new position.

The bad news is that I've lost the thread of my orgasm. There is no build, no cliff edge in sight, just an ocean of sensation dragging me down into gibbering madness.

"Aaaahnnm! Eeennn!! Eeeaaassse!!" Words fail me as I beg for release. Because I know that's the only way this ends. Ben prides himself on always sending me over the edge first. Says it makes me massage his cock just right, makes his own orgasm stronger.

"Oh, do you need something pretty girl?" Ben grins down at me, driving in to the hit and grinding against me. "Don't worry, your delicious ass didn't make me forget my promise."

I can only stare at him in confusion. I don't understand. Promise? What promise?

Ben drops one of my legs back to the bed and brings his thumb to strum my clit. My moan comes from my very soul. I try to curl my body up, desperate for more of the pleasure Ben's touch stirs in my loins. And then, as he begins humping my ass in short strokes, Ben spears my pussy with his three middle fingers.

My eyes roll back in my head. The black hole of want in my middle constricts and twists. But it's still not enough to push me across the threshold.

My pussy grips at Ben's fingers as he strokes them inside me, finding that sweet spot and rubbing in small circles. My breath comes in wrenching gasps. I'm writhing on the bed, the rope pressing across my throat, inundated with sensation. I don't know what more I can take before I lose hold of reality.

"You want more, don't you pretty girl?" Ben growls.

My answer is almost a sob. I want to come so bad but I'm almost afraid of what it will take to tip me over the edge at this point.

"I've got you pretty girl. Get ready to fly." With that, Ben drives his cock in deep and drives all four of his fingers into my sopping cunt until the joint of his thumb stops his thrust.

I implode.

My vision goes black and then white in flashes. Ben uses his grip on my pussy to hammer into my ass even harder, chasing his own completion. Every thrust of his cock sends another explosion through my body and fireworks skittering through the back of my skull.

Suddenly, I feel Ben's weight on top of me and he bites deep into the join of my shoulder.

And I'm falling. Floating. Flying.

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I am vaguely aware of Ben rolling off me, his hand and cock slowly slipping from my limp body.

"Rest while you can, Rebekah. We've barely scratched the surface of what I have planned for you this weekend."

I smile in weary contentment and let my consciousness drift off into the hazy ether.

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