A Year in the Life of... Chapter 6

"Right, now to fuck that tight cunt." His Mistress said and he shivered as she released her grip on his hair and pulled the cock out of his mouth.

"Please no." He managed to stammer, one hand swiping the drool from off his face.

"Too fuckin' late for that sweetheart." He heard her say from behind and he felt the tip of the cock as it was placed against his hole. With one hand on his hip he could feel his Mistress begin to push forward, her other hand holding the cock steady as it forced against the resistance. He gasped loudly as with a sudden relaxation of the muscle the head of his Mistress' cock slid into him, a sharp, searing pain erupting inside him.

"Oh yeah, fuck but that feels good." He heard his Mistress say as he felt the cock slide a little deeper into him. He felt a ripple of pain as it started to engorge him inside, then dissipate as she pulled it out a little, only to return anew as she pushed in again. Once again his cock was twitching almost in unison with each stroke as his Mistress pushed deeper into him and he laid his head on its side on the desk as the tempo began to increase. He found himself groaning loudly with each stroke, each one threatening to split him, at least that's what he thought, but each one also rubbing against that point inside him that seemed to heighten a pleasure he'd never before experienced. Quite against his conscious will he found himself moving with each stroke, his hips pushing back as the cock strove to push deeper into him. He felt light headed; a strange buzz in his brain seemed to threaten to extinguish all logical thought as the cock slid deeper and deeper into him, each stroke bringing that hitherto unknown pleasure. He could feel Mistress Danni' hands on his hips, pulling and pushing him as her hips moved, the strokes getting faster and faster until he felt her thighs begin to smack against his ass, the fabric of the trousers rubbing the flesh of his cheeks with each successive thrust. His fingers gripped the edge of the desk and he moaned loudly and with abandon as the cock slid in and out, each thrust threatening to have the head slip out only to then be slammed back into him and almost absently he could hear Mistress Danni grunting, breathing heavily as she slammed her cock into him again and again.