(OK so as promised, here is the second part, thanks so much for sticking with me, and really hope you enjoy this!)
“OK Sherry, good thing you have the afternoon off, cause this is going to take a while. Now you step up to and bend over that bed.” Sherry was still very hesitant and trying to get out of this. “Mr. Cubin, if you hurt me…” she stammered “You’ll take it an like it,” Jono interjected “Because now? I own you ‘till this debt is paid.” Flopping a pillow as the edge of the bed, Jono ‘helped’ her bend over it. “Woman, you’d best get used to this, because ONE EMAIL…” Sherry nodded, tucked her chin with a “Humph!” and bent over the bed. Dropping his bag on the bed beside her, Jono removed a stiff leather paddle in the shape of a ping pong paddle. Sherry’s eyes widened at the sight of it. “Woman I am going to spank you, and for every lick you will count. Don’t count, we start over, got that?” Sherry tried begging “No-No P-p-please stop, P-p-ple..” she held out a hand, which Jono took by the wrist and twisted behind her back. Holding the paddle back and up, Jono came down with a distinct SMACK that covered both cheeks. “AAH!!” Sherry cried out. “COUNT” Jono commanded. Raising the paddle, sherry called out a weak “..one…” and began to squirm. “he struck her again, harder…SMACK! The sound was great, and seeing her cheeks begin to match her cotton panties was great. Just as he was about to say something, He got a muffled “t-two….” Releasing her wrist, Jono grabbed her hair and gave it a tug back, saying “Look up.” As she did, she could see that he had placed a mirror opposite her. Sherry could see Jono and his wicked grin, the incredible bulge in his pants, her reddening ass…everything. Her world unraveling, she began to cry
Sherry managed another three, counting with each as the strikes were delivered with increasing intensity, then blurted out “PLEASE stop Jono…P-P-PLEASE it REALLY-REALLY hurts!!!” “You only refer to me as SIR, you got that?” Jono said. From somewhere in her, she knew not where, Sherry instantly answered, “Y-Yes S-Sir….” And in a tiny voice, ‘please stop….” Sherry breathed a sigh of relief as Jono sat down the paddle, & he reached in the bag. “Woman, you arch that back, and stick that ass out, or I’ll hit it so hard your snot ticks to the far wall.” Reaching down, Jono plugged in the Hitachi he had retrieved from the bag. A heavy-duty unit with a large mushroom head, it sounded like a kitchen appliance as Jono Flipped it on. “Sherry, you have experienced a touch of the bad.” As he said this, she instantly and quickly nodded, looking back at him thru tears and mussed hair. “now If you do what I tell you, when I tell you as I tell you…” And he began to trace it up her thigh, “things not need be so bad.” As Jono said this, he pressed the Hitachi against pussy. Feeling the vibrations thru her satin panty. Sherry reacted with an instinctive and unexpected grunt. Touching her lower back with his free hand, Jono said “Woman, you grind against this, and make it good.” Sherry’s fear at the moment made her freeze, so Jono responded. “Do we have to try some more of the bad?” Instantly Sherry shook her head and blurted out, “NO – No….Sir! I-I.. meant to say Sir!” She then began to slowly move her hips on the Hitachi. At first, Jono rotated it with her. Her breathing had quickly deepened, and I her shame, Sherry had pressed her face into the bed as she sniffled. “Woman, move those hips! Remember, ONE Email…” And at that, Sherry began to move more aggressively. At first, face buried, Jono could hear her saying in a tiny voice “shame….shame…” and crying but in less than a minute, Sherry’s movement on the Hitachi became less mechanical. Her face was still buried, but her breathing was getting heavier, and now she was obviously rolling her hips on it as she pushed back into them. Pulling her hair as he had done before, Sherry again looked up, and in the mirror Jono could see her eyes were shut, but her mouth hung open in a pant, and was Sherry also making a light moaning? Jono glanced back. Yep, the camera definitely had her reaction for sure.
Stopping and placing the Hitachi on the bed, Jono stood her up. Holding her thin frame very close, Sherry could feel the bulge in his pants nudging her. “Woman, you turn around, and you get on that bed, back against the headboard, knees up….go!” Embarrassment and fear gripped her, and Sherry was quick to scramble on the bed as told. Touching her thru the panty jono observed “Hmmm…really wet. Must have been doing something you liked.” Sherry was totally embarrassed and red-faced, but Jono was right; her body was betraying her. Handing her the Hitachi, Sherry found herself raising her hips to remove the wet panties, but Jono instead instructed, “Use it, but you keep those panties on until you are told different…now go.” Sherry was totally shocked and embarrassed. Here she was, her ass in pain, half-naked, being forced….and admittedly turned on. As she touched it to her panties, she instantly closed her eyes. Again looking at the wall opposite the headboard, the camera was obviously getting this. “Make little circles woman…that’s right…keep it up.” Jono instructed her. Sherry’s breathing was getting heavier by the moment and she was beginning to arch her back. Leaning over he said to her, “Woman, DON’T YOU DARE CUM. Slow your pace if you must, but you are not to cum without my permission, got that?” Sherry re-assumed per previous position, tucked her chin again and groaned “ Y-Yes. I’m NOT going to do THAT anyway.” As Jono watched this, he began to undress as well. Having removed his shirt, pants and shoes, he noticed that Sherry was watching him, half caught in pleasure and terror, but her face was reddening, and again, she was starting to arch. Taking her hand closest to him, Jono pushed her hand into his boxers, and as she gripped his cock, her eyes popped open, and she retracted her hand. IN a threatening voice, Jono growled “Did I TELL you to stop, woman?” And Sherry began again, but now, she kept her eyes open, and firmly fixed on Jono. As Jono stepped out of his boxers, Sherry could see that though he had well over a decade on her in age, Jono was in surprisingly good shape. Unlike Ron, Jono had no beer belly and the best part – was his cock. Though not the largest she had seen, it was still large to be sure, circumcised, and surprisingly thick.
She should be screaming rape, she should be fighting with all her might, but when jono placed her hand back on his member, she didn’t fight it. In fact, she gripped it and began to squeeze and move her hand on it. Sherry’s body was betraying her, and the worst part was, she wasn’t even fighting it. Sherry was ashamed….but mostly because *she was liking it.* There was no way she would ever admit it, but something deep down was making her submit. Sherry felt as though she were somehow detached from herself, and she could see that she was moaning audibly now. She was circling the Hitachi, and her hips were pumping of their own volition. In her tiny voice she heard herself say “S-Sir….PLEASE let me take these panties off, I NEED to-t-t-too…..” Seeing Jono’s stern face, she tucked her chin and whimpered. “You need to WHAT?” Jono responded. Grabbing her by her ankles, he yanked her, pulling her roughly to the edge of the Bed “You need to WHAT woman…WHAT?” He demanded loudly Meekly she tried to respond with “S-Sir I c-can’t stand it, I need to..to cu-…… “ Grabbing her panties roughly Jono stripped them down her legs and, parting her legs, Jono reached around, throwing her thighs on to his biceps, and, grabbing her hips, he moved his face towards her open, soaking wet cunt. Stopping his head above her for moment, Jono made contact with her terrified eyes and said, “Dammit Woman, you’d best SCREAM when you cum, got that?” Jon pulled Sherry’s hips up, forcing her back to arch, not that it required such. Exhaling on her waiting clit, Jono Trust out his tongue and in one swift motion ran the flat if his hi tongue against her pussy, while creating suction on her clit.
The feeling of having her wet, aching pussy freed from the sating, combined with Jono’s forcefulness made her body begin to gush, Sherry’s wants be damned, and the effect of having him breath on her swollen clit, then plunge his mouth on it shot her over the edge like shooting star. The effect was immediate, and her hands out and clawing at the bed she arched her back and embraced the betrayal. Sherry found herself screaming in an uncontrolled yell. No it was more a SCREAM, one of incredible volume and endurance. She hated Jono for what he had done, and she hated herself for her body’s betrayal. .It seemed as though something DEEP in her, that part she dared not let anyone near, had been somehow disturbed. Normally, jono would be a gentleman and allow a lady a moment’s rest, but today he was no gentleman, and this was no lady. This was his personal piece of ass, and he was going treat it like what it was, plain and simple. Standing up, Jono walked around to the far side of the bed, and repositioned the pillow he had used earlier when Sherry was bent over the bed. Mounting the bed, He grabbed her legs, and rolled her onto it. Sherry, for her part, was still trying to get a grasp of what had just happened, an no, she was being rolled on to her stomach? She realized immediately what was going on; with the pillow under her, her hips were now higher than her head. Instinctively she pressed her knees together, as this could only mean one thing.
(Hope to have Chapter 3 complete/posted later today! If you have some ideas regarding where you would like to see the characters go, I am anxious to hear them, and thanks for reading!)
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