“Do you get to decide how and when I punish you?” he continued.
“No, sir,” I gasped. I couldn’t stop the way my asshole tightened around his single finger.
“Ask me to take that pretty little asshole. Ask me to finish your punishment,” he demanded.
“Please! It won’t fit!”
“You can take me there, my pet. You were made for me,” he answered.
He added a second finger, and the burning agony began all over again. He continued pumping them in and out of me, stretching me open for his massive alien cock. My clit pulsed greedily, and my pussy grew wetter, but I knew that I was about to take him in a place far more shameful than that.
If I was obedient and asked him for it, it was possible that he might be gentler, yet I knew that wasn’t a sure thing either. He meant to punish me, and I would be a very sore pet by the time this was over.
I was going to get my bottom fucked either way.
“Please punish my bottom, sir,” I whispered so quietly I hardly heard it myself.
He did though. I know he did.
He slipped his fingers free from me and replaced them with the tip of his primary cock. I stilled anxiously. My body fluttered with nerves, fearful anticipation of just how much his thick girth was going to render me undone.
“Good girl,” he purred, and my heart bloomed while he thrust into my bottom hole roughly enough that my asshole swallowed the entire head of his cock at once. I shrieked as a veritable firestorm of agony radiated around my asshole, sinking deep into my core and surging up and down my spine. As much as I tried to take him gracefully, I couldn’t.
I pushed back against him, but my body panicked and revolted almost immediately. He pushed deeper inside of me as I tightened around him, wailing for him as I suffered.
“That’s it. There’s my good pet. Take my cock in that tight little hole,” he continued, and his shameful words seemed to make my struggle easier to bear. The ferocious agony faded by the slightest fraction, and I finally remembered to breathe.
His cock slid in deeper.
I moaned, grappling with the pain and a swirling sense of reluctant desire that came along with it. The girth of his primary cock was so much thicker than his secondary one. I didn’t want to like being fucked like this, with only my asshole full and nothing else.
But Idid.
I could deny it as much as I wanted, but my pussy was still pulsing with sensation anyway.
I wanted to come like this. I licked my lips, trying to will up the courage to ask for the privilege of orgasm. I opened my mouth several times before I mustered up the nerve to speak.
“May I please touch my clit, sir? May I please come?” I begged and he chuckled as he shoved another inch of his cock inside me.
“Yes. Make sure you come hard for me, my pet,” he commanded. Hurriedly, I reached underneath me and slid my finger over my needy bundle of nerves.
He pushed the full length of his primary cock into me at the same moment my fingertips made contact. My clit pulsed hard, and my body jolted with a fresh wave of dizzying arousal.
“Please. Punish me with your cock,” I begged. I wasn’t afraid anymore. I needed this and he did too. We were going to get through this together.
He pistoned into me and I cried out.
“I’m going to fuck this tight ass until you come hard enough for your pretty little tears to trail down your cheeks,” he growled.
Every word was the truth.
My punishment fucking was the hardest I’d ever taken. There wasn’t a single thrust that didn’t hurt. Over and over again, the pain compounded on itself and built higher, but the incredible thing was that my arousal went along with it. Soon enough, I was riding the sharp edge of pleasure and agony. Both terrified me. Both consumed me and I couldn’t get enough of either one.
It didn’t matter that my body was sore or that my clit was far too sensitive.
I came. Again and again and again.
He fisted his secondary cock with one hand while the other held my hip, pinning me to the bed so he could use my asshole as hard as he pleased.
