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 Caution--The following fiction contains scenes so vile, disconcerting and
disgusting that it should not be read by anyone........Unless maybe those
that move their lips while reading.  It could, however, be considered
required reading for those over 119 years, believe they know what is best
for others, have even flirted with the idea of joining the tea party or are
homophobes, misogynistic, or racist.



   (F/F beast size fist)

   Deb and my Masters

   I had just finished the dishes when Ben, my male rottie, trotted into
the kitchen, my nipple clamps held in his teeth.  I took them from him and
went into the living room and knelt before my Mistress, Deb.  She took the
clamps from me, stroked my hair and cupping my chin, raised my head until I
was gazing into her eyes.  Brushing the hair from my face she told me to
stand.  I stood before her and began to remove my clothes.  When I was
naked she sat back in her chair and looked over me.  This was always
exciting, the beginning to a new session, when I stood before her, proud
that she owned me.  My body trembled slightly, excited, as I felt the
familiar feelings sweeping through my body.  I felt her eyes on me as my
nipples began to erect, little flutterings growing between my legs.  I was
so proud that she owned me, that she desired me, that I could serve her.

   She had me stand there until she knew that I was growing wet.  It was
hard to control my breathing, just knowing her eyes were taking in my body.
There was nothing I could do but stand there, she had not given me any
further instructions.  So I continued to stand, my excitement growing,
struggling to control myself.  Finally she stood and told me to undress
her. I reached out with shaking fingers and unbuttoned her shirt and drew
it off her.  My fingers fumbled with the bra catch.  I wanted to do this
effortlessly, let her see how at ease and competent I was but my quivering
hands belied my attempts at remaining in control.  Finally it was unsnapped
and I laid it on the chair.  I knelt before her again and reached out and
unbuttoned her shorts, drawing them down her legs.  It took all my will
power not to stroke her as I did this, but that wasn't allowed.  I wasn't
there for my pleasure.  As much as I ached to touch her tenderly, it wasn't
my place.  Gently lifting one foot, then the other, I removed her shorts,
then reached up and slid her panties down, again resisting all temptations.

   My stomach was churning I was so excited.  I could smell her, her soft
skin only inches from my eyes, I could so easily reach out and touch her,
caress her, but it wasn't for me.  Shakily I stood up straight before her.
My body glowed slightly, evidence of my arousal, a soft sheen reflecting
off of me.  A deeper breath, shuddering through me, the smell of my
arousal, all signs of how this woman excited me.  She walked around me,
gently touching me, sometimes letting her lips graze over my flesh.  Taking
one of my breasts she gently squeezed it, forcing the erect nipple out even
further.  My breasts aren't that large but the nipples are prominent and
long.  Squeezing the clamp open she slowly closed it on my nipple.  Not on
the areola behind the nipple, but on the nipple itself, where the feeling
would be the most intense.  Next the other nipple, then a gentle tug on the
chain to ensure they were in proper place.  They would remain there for a
while so that the little rubber nubbins on the jaws of the clamps would
seat firmly onto my flesh, making it harder to pull them off.

   I almost reacted when her hand grazed across my bottom, cupping my ass
cheeks.  Any reaction on my part would have brought instant reprisal and I
was to good a slave to do that, to proud of my control.  Yet I knew it was
a losing battle, that I would betray myself before her.  I was amazed that
I had performed so well this far.  This woman, my Mistress, who I loved
with all my heart, was also the most erotic and stimulating person I had
ever known.  Even when she gently kissed the back of my neck, as hard as it
was, I fought the reaction of trembling knees and remained motionless.  The
goose pimples that shivered down my spine were involuntary and therefore
uncontrollable so I suffered no punishment for them.

   When her hand brushed over my inner thigh, just below my vagina, a soft
moan escaped my lips.  BAM!  Instantly my body exploded when the cane
lashed against my butt.  The searing pain shot through my body and I gasped
and reared up on my toes.  Again it burned into my flesh before I could
recover.  I assumed my straight stance before she could strike me again,
inwardly thrashing about but outwardly immobile.  I loved the cane, the
intensity of it, the afterglow of dull pain exploring my entire body, then
the warm and satisfying warmth where I had been struck.  While I enjoy
being flogged, nothing is good as the cane.  The single-tail may be as
intense, and is great for very localized intensity, but it doesn't produce
that afterglow of warmth that the cane does.  I was surprised that she had
started with the cane, usually that was for later, but I was very grateful
that she did.

   When Deb saw that I was back in control of myself she came to stand in
front of me.  Moving slowly closer to me, inching her body towards mine,
until her nipples were grazing mine, her stomach against mine, her breath
gently caressed my face.  She slid her arms under mine, reaching up and
placing her hands on my shoulders from behind she drew me to her.  Our lips
met briefly and then her tongue was sliding into my mouth.  This was the
sign that I could react and I slid mine into hers.  Our tongues deep inside
each others mouth, I swept all around.  I slid over her teeth and lapped
the roof of her mouth.  I pursed my lips around her tongue and sucked as
hard as I could, trying to draw her as deep into me as I could.  I longed
to throw my arms around her but this was not allowed, the only reaction
allowed was with my mouth.  Her arms though held us close.  I could feel
her thighs pressed against mine and I knew I was starting to leak.  As
impossible as it seemed I think she took pity on me for she eventually
broke our kiss.  Perhaps she could feel how hard my heart was pounding, how
labored my breathing was and thought that I was suffering enough.  She knew
that the greatest punishment for me was not being able to respond to her
the way I wanted to.  I prayed that I could wrap her in my arms, to touch
her breasts, to bury my face between her legs, but this was not allowed
without permission.

   She drew away before I passed out with the emotions of my feelings.  I
could feel remnants of her warmth on my clamps, the chain hanging between
them hot on my skin.  Stepping aside for a second she got something and
placed it on the table.  Involuntarily my eyes flicked down to see what it
was, and I gasped when I saw it.

   WHAP!  WHAP!  WHAP!  Three times the cane crashed across my butt, then
like lightening it slashed across my breasts.  I jerked rigidly back to
attention, my breasts jiggling, the chain jerking, the burning intensity of
the cane coursing through them.  She had placed on the table next to the
chair the replica of Ben's cock.  My wonderful rottie had his cock
immortalized by Deb.  She had cast it in OOMOO .  It was an exact replica,
except considerably thicker and a little longer.  This meant that I would
be with Ben tonight.  I would be his bitch, as well as hers.  I would be
able to taste him and feel him.  God, I was in heaven!  I started to really
grow wet, to the extend that I leaked down my thighs.  My thoughts were in
the clouds of what this session would be like.  I was dreaming of how it
would feel to have him inside me, of how he would taste and how hot his cum
would be on my tongue and inside my pussy.  I thought of how I would be
stretched when the doggy shaped dildo would be rammed inside me.  Already I
was feeling my pussy expanding, that huge silicone knot working against my
vagina, until, battering its way in, I spread enough to accept it and
sucked it inside my body.  I couldn't wait until she thrust it over and
over inside me, bouncing it off my pubic bone I would be so stretched.

   SLAP!  My flogger crashed against my pussy, slapping from behind it slid
between my thighs and curled up to slash over my pussy, the strands lashing
my clit.  Deb had spoken to me and I was in space and didn't hear her! 
Before I could react she lashed me again and again.  My knees began to
buckle as the lashes slammed across me.  This was not a starting flogger,
with wide, soft leather lashes.  This was the elk skin one with thin lashes
that had sharp edges.  She continued to lash up between my legs.  This
wonderful sweet woman was driving my insane with lust.  I wanted to be a
proper slave for her and control myself, awaiting her commands but I
couldn't.  My legs began to sag, my knees bending as she continued to flail
between my legs.  The whip kissed my pussy lips, tugging at them, spreading
them, striking inside me.  My clit was battered by her pounding, sending
waves of pleasurable pain shooting through me.  I fought succumbing to her,
I really did, but it was no use.  I sank further down until I fell to my
hands and knees.  She slashed harder and harder between my spread legs as I
writhed before the lash.  I arched my back, then bowed it, humping against
the sting of the flogger.  It possessed me, spreading itself over my pussy,
wrenching my cunt in its grip.  I was howling in lust, shaking my head
about, my hands scrabbling on the carpet, trying to anchor my body against
my lust.  When the cane crashed against my butt, followed by the whip, I
lost it.  My body wracked in orgasm.  The intensity that only comes with
obedience, servitude and pain held me tight and I came.  I could feel my
cunt pulsating, spasming.  I knew the interior of my cunt was exposed as my
vaginal ring opened, squeezed open by the interior walls of my pussy, until
the protruded from my vagina.  I couldn't help it, I started to squirt. 
This usually only happened from a hard anal fucking but this time it was
uncontrollable.  Fleetingly it crossed my mind that I would have to clean
up the mess, but it didn't matter.  Nothing did except the waves of animal
lust sweeping through me.



   Part 2

   Ben was circling me, starting to make that guttural sound he did when
getting excited.  I started to reach back to stroke his cock when he leaped
up on me for a second, then backed off.  His nose was sniffing between my
legs, then I felt his tongue rasping across my vagina.  He was licking up
the remains of the juices I had squirted.  I held motionless while allowing
his tongue to penetrate inside me.  I usually visualized things entering me
and this time was no different.

   I could see his tongue inside me, lapping up my juices, scrapping over
the walls of my pussy.  His long pink tongue was as visible to me as if I
had eyes inside my pussy.  It curled around making loud slurping sounds. 
Likewise I could visualize it when his cock entered me.  That shovel shaped
head sliding in, bumping over my cervix, seeking entrance into my uterus. I
saw how his knot spread me open even wider.  The way my outer lips hung and
parted to its entrance.  My long dangling inner lips riding over his knot,
being pushed inside my cunt until his knot was firmly inside.  How they
were drug back outside, slick with my juices, clinging to his knot.

   I especially loved to visualize Ricky, my horse, taking me anally
because he could go so deep, far deeper than in my vagina.  That massive,
thick, two foot long cock entering me.  The pucker of my asshole resisting
him for a moment, then blossoming open, spreading over his cockhead.  Once
he had the head inside he slid smoothly through my rectum until he butted
against the entrance into my colon.  I could see his cock bending slightly,
arcing up and pressing against the upper part of my rectum as it sought to
find the opening that would allow him to slide deep inside.  I could feel
the pressure increase, then see my inner sphincter part reluctantly.  His
cock, now flaring at the head, widening my flesh until it plunged through.
It was hard to actually feel him this deep but I could see it.  How the
walls of my colon clasped his cock as he slid in.  The open tube of my
intestines flexing and wallowing as he cock snaked further in.  It was like
an animal inside me seeking my deepest spots.  I many not have been able to
feel him much inside me, but I could see the progress from the outside. 
Not visualizing it now, but actually see it worming under my skin.  Sliding
past my belly button until it slowly disappeared beneath my ribs.  Mentally
I could see it as well.  The upper part of my intestine a tunnel to be
filled as his cock sought to fill me.  I could see him reach that bend to
the right in my colon and how his cock straightened me out a bit.  He
pushed my organs aside or grazed past them.  My stomach distorted by its
passage, my lungs compressed as the huge horse cock slid by.  It was at
this point that I would wonder how much deeper I could take him, wondering
if he was going to travel up my throat until it emerged from my mouth.  I
got so excited by the idea of seeing his cock sticking out of my mouth as
he buried against my ass.

   By this time Ben had withdrawn his tongue from my pussy and began to
circle me as he usually did.  He stopped and licked my face.  I opened my
mouth wide and let him plunge his tongue into my mouth.  I sucked on it
then, tasting myself on him.  He moved off and licked me again, then
mounted.  He would do this several times until his cock emerged, then he
would penetrate me briefly.  His cock would emerge a little further each
time until it was fully extended.  Then he would fuck me briefly, his knot
beginning to form and his cock staying unsheathed, hard, sticking up from
his balls.  He dripped pre-cum and as I reached back to grasp him my hand
was wetted.  He would circle again and I would lick his pre-cum off my
hand.

   When he was ready he would mount me and plunge fully in.  I shifted my
position to make it more difficult for him, so he would pull back.  I was
so wet, loose, open.  My pussy felt like a cavern, huge inside me, full of
my juices and I wanted him to leak as much inside me as possible.  His
juice mixing and swirling with mine until I was full and it began to leak
out.  Then I would raise up a little and he would dismount.  When he did,
fluids would flow out of my cunt and I would spin around and lick them up,
as would Ben.  We licked them, then kissed.  Sometimes there was enough
that I could press my lips on the floor and suck them in.  My hand found
his cock and stroked and tugged on it, keeping it out.  He was growing more
frantic now and mounted me with serious intent.  I knelt there, my lust
growing, feeling him penetrate me.  He slid in easily, his knot sinking
through my pussy lips as he began to pummel me.  His paws grasped my sides,
his head lain alongside mine, extended.  When he came he froze and pumped
into me as I remained still.  My breathing was ragged and soft moans
escaped from deep inside me, but I waited until he was done.  He released
me after a minute and this was my signal.

   As he stepped aside I spun around and laid on my side, grasping his cock
behind the knot.  He stood there, sort of stiffly but also somewhat
relaxed. I slid under him, and stared at his dripping cock.  Clear fluid
dripped out, sometimes spurting.  This was the best.  My heart pounded
furiously as I drew near his cock, my mouth open, my throat dry.  As
smoothly as my exploding lust allowed I moved further under him until my
mouth was at the end of his cock.  I bent it to the side a bit and took his
dripping cock into my mouth.  My lips spread over the undulations in his
cock as I took it.  His fluid was hot and starting to fill my mouth.  I
relaxed my lips a moment to swallow his cum then slid my lips further down
on him, until I was pressed against his knot.

   I began to suck him hard, bobbing my head furiously over his cock.  As I
did this he would release more juice, then cum.  His fluid changed from
clear to milky when he came.  Little short orgasms that flooded my mouth. I
drank him down as quickly as I could.  My hip had moved into the puddle of
cum that had splashed from my cunt when he pulled out and with my spare
hand I ran my fingers through the puddle and wiped it on my body.  I
smeared it on my cunt, picking up some of my own juices, then rubbed it on
my face.

   I felt something exploring my cunt and it was my Mistress.  She was
rubbing the dildo shaped like a dog cock against my pussy.  Without missing
a moment on Ben's cock I lifted a leg to give her better access.  She moved
the head of the dildo between my legs until she found the opening to my
cunt.  I willed myself to relax, forcing myself not to tense up, for I knew
what was coming next.  Deb lodged the dildo just inside, an inch past my
vaginal lips.  I waited.  I knew this monster dildo was about to go inside.
It was no mean feat to take it, twice the size of Ben's cock, the knot was
over three inches in diameter and it was double his length, 14 inches. 
Would she be gentle, insinuating it slowly and gently inside me?  I didn't
think so.  She knew how excited I was by the gasping moans I was making and
the amount of my juices flowing out.  She did decide to have some
consideration though.  I felt the dildo retreat, them some fumbling between
my legs.  Next I felt her fingers at the entrance to my cunt, fingers wet
from plying through all the cum on the floor.  Her bunched fingers pressed
lightly on my opening, then in one swift push her hand entered me.

   My mouth was shoved hard up Ben's cock until my lips were spread over
Ben's knot and the head passed into my throat, cutting off my breath.  My
heart pounded almost audibly and my whole body spasmed momentarily.  For a
fraction of a second I was suspended in time.  The brutal thrust of her
hand spreading me open released me.  My body shook as I exploded in orgasm.
Sucking more desperately on Ben's cock, he responded by pumping more of his
cum directly down my throat.  Briefly my cunt was battered by a furious
punch fisting by Deb until she could no longer gain access as my pussy
clenched in orgasm.  I held my mouth on Ben's cock to the point of passing
out.  When I was on the verge of losing consciousness I dragged my mouth
off him.  I gasped for breath, my mouth hanging loosely open, his cum
flowing out.  I was too breathless, too close to swallow him and to wrapped
in my orgasm to do anything but flop on the floor, shaking as my body
writhed through the contortions of a major climax.

   As I shuddered in relief Deb rammed the dildo deep inside me, pushing me
a few inches on the cum slick floor.  She pounded me using both her hands
to hold the dildo and forcing it deeper into me.  My pussy was somewhat
numb, but when the dildo simultaneously battered my cervix with the head
while the knot rammed against my opening I was pushed even further along
the floor.  Ben trotted off while I continued to squirm as I was wracked by
my orgasm.  I never had a chance to slow down as Deb pounded me harder and
harder.  She didn't stop until she saw the knot enter my pussy, then she
paused.  The pain of my cervix being forced open brought my body to a
screeching halt and I froze on the floor, my body covered in cum, my hands
desperately scrambling between my legs.  A loud wailing moan was her signal
to resume.

   She swatted my hands away and shoved hard on the dildo, then yanked it
part way out.  I writhed on the floor, sweat pouring off me.  I heard
myself begging her for more.  I was approaching another orgasm, it was
there, wanting to happen, but I couldn't get there.  I pleaded with her to
give me relief, to fuck me harder and deeper.  I know I had taken the dildo
as deeply as I could, I remembered smashing against the back of my womb,
but I didn't care.  My hands clawed at my clit but she batted them away. 
My tits shook as I wallowed on the floor, sliding in the sweat, the cum,
the piss that was forced out of me.  Please, Please Mistress, more I begged
her.  She withdrew the dildo until just the head was inside me.  My body
was in such great need, the lust, the desire to be the ultimate slut, the
pain, none of that was sufficient.  I pinched my nipples as hard as I could
and rabidly shook my breasts.

   Deb watched my squirming with practiced eyes.  She heard me begging, saw
my body shaking in desperation, and did nothing.  I was gulping in great
drafts of air, wanting to grab my clit and pull it until I came.  I could
see my orgasm, it was right there, right before me, but I needed something
more to reach it.  I begged over and over, writhing.  Suddenly she
relented. She grasped the dildo where it entered my pussy, wrapping her
hand around it, paused a second more, then thrust forward.  Her spread hand
rammed into my cunt and sunk in deeply.  I exploded as her forearm slid
into me and she forced the knot in alongside her arm.  My body lifted off
the floor as I came.  Vaguely in the background I could hear her screaming
as my vagina clamped down on her arm, crushing her against the dildo.  She
couldn't do anything about it as I flung myself about.  She hung on as I
screamed, her body shaking with mine as I flopped on he floor, throwing
myself around, my feet scrabbling, trying to get a grip on the slickened
floor.

   When the contractions of my orgasm slowed Deb began to withdraw her hand
and the dildo.  It was the perfect way to come down from the heights of the
powerful cum.  I laid on the floor just absorbing the sensations of her
retreat from deep within my body.  There was the easing of the pressures
against my vaginal muscles as her forearm tapered to her wrist.  My hands
were resting on my belly and I could feel her withdrawing.  The ridge
formed by her knuckles slid by under my hands until she was only wrist deep
in my pussy.  My cunt ring began to expand as her hand came out.  I guess
she could have pulled the dildo out first but I was pleased she didn't.  I
needed to feel all the sensations at their utmost.  Even after the brutal
fucking I had just received I always wanted more, and my heart beat
quickened as the pressure built on my pussy from the inside.  The gradual
taper of her hand as it expanded my cunt was the perfect thing.  I could
feel my vagina stretch and feel the downward pull as she leaned back to
exert more force.  She almost had them out when I slid a bit towards her on
the floor.

   The cum and sweat that coated my body and pooled on the floor had not
begun to dry yet and she hauled my body across the floor by my cunt.  After
tugging me along like this for a few feet I felt my ass cheeks hit a dry
patch of floor and the pressure on my vagina increased again as my body
held fast.  Ever so slowly she increased the pressure and as her hand was
pressed against my pubic bone the dildo was pressed lower inside me.  It
felt as if she were going to pull my insides out of my body.  It felt like
a huge vacuum was sucking out my vagina and womb.  I could even feel the
suction pulling deep within me, like my rectum and colon were being
withdrawn.  It was actually a very satisfying and erotic feeling.  It made
me feel so open and exposed as if I were on display to the world.  I wished
people could just come and see me, the ultimate slut.  Lying spread open
and exposed, my body shiny with fluids, ready for them to use in any way
they wanted.  I was just something for them to fuck, to rape, to take
anally or vaginally, shove anything they wanted to deep inside me.  I
wanted their cocks, their hands, their toys, anything, to expand me, open
me further.

   Her hand continued its long journey from my pussy.  As my opening
widened more, I had the chance to really experience it.  Now, not in the
throes of an orgasm, I felt the slow expansion more completely.  I felt I
had to spread my legs wider, to stretch them apart to the utmost to make
room.  I loved how my butt cheeks were pulled on the floor, drawing the
flesh of my inner thighs down, my stretched pussy lips and my ass hole down
and underneath me.  She pulled harder and my ring opened further, riding up
the back of her hand towards her knuckles.  The pressure against my pubic
bones was exquisite.  My pussy lips were dragging against her hand and the
dildo, stretched far from my body, clasping her hand, melding my flesh to
hers, making us one.

   Then she was out, a loud slurp followed by a rush of fluids draining out
of my cunt.  I could feel the heat as they flowed from within me, pouring
over my ass hole and spreading out on the floor, lapping on my ass cheeks.
I laid there feeling this for a minute, absorbing the sensations before Deb
crawled over beside me and grasped my hair in both hands.  Spinning me
around she told me to roll over and clean up the mess.  I eagerly rolled
over and began to suck up the lake on the floor.  I vacuumed up the mess
with my lips, rolled my face in it, smelled the sex smell of combined dog
cum, my juices, urine, sweat, whatever was there.  My hair was matted with
it, dripping off my face, drying over my body, my nipples dark and swollen
and wet with what had rushed out of my cunt.

   When the floor had been cleaned to her satisfaction she told me to
stand. I struggled to my feet for the first time in what seemed hours and
stood before her.  Juices and sweat dripped from my glistening body. 
Little patters spilled off my chin, from my hard erect nipples and down
from my hanging pussy lips.  Both the inner and outer lips were more
swollen and hung down further than I had ever known.  Rivulets ran down my
body.  She clipped my leash to my collar and led me out of the house to the
barn.  I loved walking outside, naked and filthy, and again wishing the
world could see me in my shame and humiliation, yet unrepentant.  I wanted
them to witness me as the cheap slut I am.

   I was led to the special stall we used.  The chute was ready, the bars
for Ricky to rest his fore legs on and protect me were in place, the sling
was stretched across the lower rails, the bar to prevent him from going to
far forward was poised to be slid into position and sitting on the little
table was the bottle of MareScent.  We walked past the stall with the
mounting chute to Ricky's stall.  Deb tied my leash off to a bar then went
to get Ricky out.  I reached out for him, spreading my arms over his back
and rubbing my nipples across his bristly hair.  My nipples get so
sensitive.  The aureole are maybe the size of a half dollar but when I get
excited they puff out and the nipples extend beyond them.  They are
amazingly hard and my knees turn to butter when they rub across him.  I
dragged my chest back and forth letting them caress him while at the same
time making me hornier than ever.  Deb set the buckets next to me and I
bend down to wash him off while she holds his halter and strokes his head.
My beloved Ricky.  I ran my hands over him, working down towards his cock.
He is so sweet and gentle.  He is a stallion in all respects, a beautiful
Morgan, but with true gentleness.

   I reached out to handle his sheath, slipping my hand inside his sheath
and cupping his cock.  What a great sensation, his sheath encompassing my
hand while I pulled gently on his cock, working it out.  Slowly it dropped,
filling my hand.  When he had come out to about a foot and a half I soaked
the wash rag in warm water and ran it over his shaft, then soaped him down.
My heart was pounding when I held him, the size and power of his cock.  It
never ceased to amaze me that my hand would only reach about half way
around him, yet I could take it inside me.  With both hands I lathered the
entire length and around his balls.  I murmured to him constantly, letting
him know both by touch and voice how much I loved him.  My hands encircled
him, drawing down his length.  I brought his cock up to my face, wishing I
could suck on it but contenting myself with tonguing it, working in to his
piss hole.  How soft it was, firm, but soft.  When he was clean Deb took my
leash and led both of us back to the mounting chute.  She tied him nearby.

   Deb positioned me in the sling and bound me there to prepare me. 
Although her hand and forearm were not as thick as his cock, they were
close enough that she was able to open me up for him using her arm. 
Typically this would be the form of preparation used.  This time though I
knew that I had already been opened up enough that she wouldn't have to do
that.  However I was mistaken.  In a display of her love she knelt between
my widely spread legs and pressed her balled fist against my pussy.  She
rotated her fist against my entrance while my legs began to shake.  Taking
her balled fist she punched her way into my vagina.  Not violently, but
with firmness, then she slowly withdrew, letting me feel her hand and enjoy
how I spread around it.  She shoved it back in and swiveled her fist about
inside me, stretching my pussy, then again withdrawing.  I was tightly
bound to the chute by straps around my arms and legs so didn't have to
support them, yet they were shaking with lust, quivering with the intensity
of having her hand slide in and out.  Once again she pressed the flat of
her fist against my opening, then plunged it in hard, almost halfway up her
forearm.  My body lurched to the extent of my bindings as she pushed hard
trying to force more of her arm inside, rotating her fist at the same time.
I felt the sharp pain as she pushed against my cervix and the dull ache of
stretched vaginal walls.  I could hear how wet I was, her arm making wet,
squishy sounds.  I vainly tried to draw up my legs but could only move them
a fraction of an inch.

   She jerked her hand out, then immediately punched in with her other
hand. She alternated punching inside me until both of her hands and arms
were dripping with my lubrication.  I was growing more aroused when she
stopped, I thought to let me catch my breath, but was wrong.  Her fingers
were now probing at my asshole.  I raised my head to look at her, my eyes
pleading with her to enter me.  Her fingers merely stroked my anus.  She
looked up, into my eyes, and read the message in them.  She locked my gaze
with hers.  We stared at each other, our eyes expressing our love, our
desire.  I could read how she felt about me in her eyes and when she
slithered her wet hand, fingers extended, thumb tucked in, deep into my
rectum, my mouth opened in a silent scream.  I knew better that to make
sounds she didn't want to hear but the eroticism of her entering my ass
almost made me screech out my pleas of more.  I am allowed to moan and
carry on when cumming, but not at this stage.  I may not have been allowed
to say anything but my body spoke for me.  It spoke clearer than words how
much I wanted this.  How I wanted my ass opened up, great enough for
anything to penetrate me, but mostly for my lovers to enter me.  For her,
and Ben and Ricky to be inside me.

   She wiped her other hand slowly over the arm that was poised to enter
me. My body was bucking as much as it could within the bounds of my
restraints.  God, it was exciting to see her wet her arm down, knowing that
she intended to go deep.  I watched as she languidly stroked and wetted her
arm.  Her hand inside me wrist deep, her arm being prepared.  She watched
my reactions as she slowly slickened her arm until it was shiny to the
elbow.  Then slowly, intimately, she began to push inside me.  My asshole
retreated before her, not willing to yield.  It was pushed into my body as
she pressed on.  Her fingers were inside me but not the bulk of her hand. I
felt myself open slightly, then more.  She pushed harder and I could see
her bicep flex with the effort.  I opened up more, then a bit more, and
still my ass would not yield.  She pushed harder and I couldn't believe she
hadn't worked her hand in.  I felt so open already, as if my anus had been
stretched to the size that would accommodate anything.  How much more?  How
far could I expand?  I waited with baited breath, wondering when it would
happen, when her hand would finally be inside me.  I froze as she pushed
into me, feeling myself expanding more, being stretched further.  Then,
finally, I yielded to her.  My ass sank down, spreading open, riding over
her knuckles then across the back of hand to snug around her wrist.  There
was a feeling of instant relief.  Deb paused also and reached up with her
free hand to caress my cheek.  My body relaxed and just enjoyed the
sensations.  She began to work her hand in deeper and I laid there and just
felt it, letting the feeling wash over me.  As she worked deeper my cunt
began to quiver, the walls retracting a bit.  She lowered the hand against
my face to my chest and played with my nipples.

   My breathing was growing labored, my limbs beginning to chafe against
the bonds.  Not from the restraints but from a desire to let them free, but
it was not to be.  She had worked her hand in a little way past the wrist
when she reached the entrance to my colon.  Tenderly her fingers played
over it, very slowly entering, quietly spreading me inside.  First the tips
of her fingers, then slowly up to her knuckles.  With her other hand she
pinched and tugged on my nipples.  I was shifting now as much as I could,
my pussy was clenching and unclenching.  If it hadn't been squeezed shut by
her arm in my ass it would have gaped open, visibly throbbing.  She gave a
vicious tug to my nipple, yanking it out as far as she could and at the
same time thrust her hand into my intestines.  I threw my head back, eyes
rolling back and gasped for breath.  Her hand released my nipple and slid
down my body.  When she gained entrance into my colon her hand became
visible under my skin.  Her free hand trailed down to my belly and she felt
her other hand moving beneath her.

   I raised my head up and looked into her eyes again.  Mine were glazed
with lust, and it was all she needed.  Quickly she slid her arm deeper.  I
was riding an incredible wave of lust.  My mind was churning with the idea
that another person was this deep inside me, inside my most intimate part.
It was hard to fathom how intense this was, another living being had her
arm in me, almost to her elbow.  It was as if she was holding a camera and
I could see her traveling deep inside me.  It was staggering to realize
that she was pushing organs aside.  As her hand dove beneath my rib cage
she breathed out to me the words "I can feel your heart beating!" I wanted
her to take my heart and hold it, I wanted to give it to her.  Then she was
past and brushing past my lungs.  My God!  She was that far in me.  My
breathing was difficult now, hard to get a breath and I had to force air
in. I loved it, it was so extreme.  I pleaded with her through my eyes to
go deeper, to open me further.  I had to have this living entity inside me,
exploring.

   I felt my anus stretch further, my flesh expand more as her elbow
entered me.  Oh My God!!!!!!!!  My love was inside me, she was part of me!
Her hand was traveling across my body, once more visible sliding under my
abdomen.  As my asshole spread over her bicep she had reached the deepest
possible entry, as deep as she, or Ricky, had ever been.  She was at the
descending point of my colon and could go no further.  I laid there, head
back, afraid to move, just feeling, my mind centered on what was happening
to me.  It felt as if she was going even deeper but I knew that was just a
fantasy, the numbness of my ass.  But then, a huge obstacle pressed against
my ass, squeezing between my bound thighs.  It was her armpit!  She was in
shoulder deep!  I almost broke into tears it was so incredible.  I lifted
my head up and looked at her.  I read worry in her eyes.  Had she gone to
far?  I shook my head no!  Never!  I wanted all of her, her entire body in
mine, to nurture and protect her, to make us one.

   She began to withdraw, an endless regression through my body.  I could
see her moving under my flesh, feel the drag of my ass flesh on her arm as
she retreated.  I was hyperventilating with excitement.  My cunt was
pressed tight by her arm but it didn't matter, I began to cum.  Spasms
wracked my body, contorting my flesh, the waves of orgasm literally visible
as they washed over me, rippling my skin.  I came as she withdrew, her
upper arm exiting my ass and I continued to cum.  When her elbow left me my
body was still vibrating, still cumming.  As she eased out her arm, then
hand, my cunt opened up and I squirted all over her as I climaxed again and
again.  She reached up for me to clean her hand and I tongued it greedily,
all the while my pussy was cumming, my insides throbbing, my cunt gulping,
gaping, pushing out of my body.  She watched transfixed as my vagina yawned
open and closed, as cum flowed out of me.
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