Anna's Forced Submission

"Annie? Aren't you ready to go yet?" Rich called from the kitchen doorway. He sighed and contemplated heading up the stairs to see what could possibly be keeping her. Rich's deep blue eyes rolled back in a 'here we go again gesture'. Annie was always late. If it wasn't the clothing that never seemed to suit, then it was the makeup that never looked quite right. Rich had planned to be on time and had even allowed an extra hour for her to get ready. Huffing, he took the stairs two at a time to see what was keeping her this time.

Anna Clayton struggled in wide eyed terror, trying to get lose from the binds holding her spread eagled on the bed. Her screams became muffled whimpers through the cloth gag. A thin line of spittle dribbled down her finely chiseled chin. The perfect fitting dress lay bunched up around her middle, the satin black panties peeked out from between her outstretched legs in a lurid display. Anna's chest rose and fell with fleeting gasps for breath, nostrils flared, and her once dominating brown eyes, now frozen with the look of submissive terror grew even wider when she heard the clumpish sound of her husbands boots.

Relief at the sound of his boots gave way too greater horror at the thought of him seeing her that way. His prim and properly attired wife was now thrashing about in a vain attempt to get away from a dark clothed stranger.

"Anna we really must go, you know how my parents get if were late."

Annie choked on a sob welling inside her throat, he was coming into the room and there was nothing she could do to warn him. Humiliation robbed her of what little strength was left in her limbs. He mustn't see her this way...She was the domineering factor in their relationship, she was in control, she decided when, where and how he would have the privilege of seeing her in a vulnerable state. Her prim attitude crumbled in a hopeless heap of struggling flesh on the bed.

"Annie? Annie for goodness sake, at least answer me!" he said pushing open the bedroom door.

The scene simply didn't register in his well ordered little mind until it was too late. A thin high pitched squeal rose from Anna's throat, only to die in a muffled grunt as it hit the cloth gag.

Utter insanity crept into her brown eyes as the short thick axe handle came down on her husband's unsuspecting head. Rich fell like a ton of bricks onto the thick white piled rug.

A soft laugh came from the stranger standing in the doorway. "There now; were all together," He said, and efficiently tied Rich's hands together with some leather binds. Wayne, the dark clothed stranger dragged Rich's unconscious body to a nearby bedroom chair. Grunting through his work, he then stepped neatly back and admired his task. Rich sat slumped in the chair unaware of his plight. The yellow nylon rope held his body upright, while his head flopped uselessly to the side.

Wayne turned his attention back to his ultimate prize, the struggling raven haired beauty, which he often dreamed of fucking. The same beauty that had passed him by many times, and hadn't given him the time of day; he would make her notice him now.

Tears of horror ran down Anna's cheeks, Wayne reached out to catch one in his hand. He rubbed the clear liquid through his fingers and brought it to his mouth. Anna's eyes followed the movement of his hand; she lay still, exhausted from anxiety wracking her body. Wayne closed his eyes briefly allowing the salty treat to dissolve beneath his tongue.

He stood staring down at her, as if afraid to touch the prize that had so long eluded him. The gag was a source of concern for him. It wasn't what he wanted, it made her face seem somewhat obscene, and it caused a grimace to wrinkle her lovely mouth. He dared not take it away though, knowing the noise would attract unwanted attention.

Anna held her breath tightly as his hand reached for the buttons at the top of her dress. One by one starting at the neck he took his time undoing each small fastening. Her black lace bra matched the panties peeking from underneath the crumpled dress; his breath quickened. The woman was always dressed in a perfectly proper designer outfit, he enjoyed stripping it away.

Wayne sniffed the scent rising from the heaving breasts, a scent that had inflamed him on many occasions. Gingerly he undid the clasp hiding her flesh from his eyes; she exhaled raggedly as her body recoiled from his touch.

Undaunted; his fingers exposed her firm ripe breasts as he removed the flimsy material. He sighed, intrigued by the creamy mounds circled in the middle with dark toffee colored nipples. His throat constricted in anticipation as he leaned forward grasping a sweet nub between his teeth. Slipping his tongue out, he tasted the pointed peak.

"Leave her alone! Don't touch her!" Cried Rich recovering from the blow to his head. A hazy screen of panic rose inside him as he tried to clear his aching skull. The scene before him, once again was too unreal for him to fathom properly.

Wayne's head shot up from Anna' s breast, "You must be silent!" he yelled angrily, "I'll kill you if you make another sound." Rage at being interrupted framed his face. She was his now, Rich would be allowed to watch and learn, but that was all.

"Please." Rich said quietly "Please leave her alone."

Wayne shook his head, soothing the violent thoughts. He couldn't really blame the guy. But he wouldn't be interrupted again. Marching over to where Rich sat tied to the chair; he took another gag from his pants pocket and savagely tightened around Rich's mouth.

"Watch and learn, she's going to love what I do to her." he glanced back at Anna "The tight little bitch is going to loosen up a whole lot."

Rich thrashed wildly in his chair; his concern for his wife knew no bounds.

Wayne ignored the enraged Richard.

His dark thoughts returned to the lovely Anna, as her dark brown eyes widened with fear.

Quickening his pace, he produced a pair of scissors from his shirt pocket to cut away the prim black dress. Snipping hurriedly, he gained access to her soft white skin.

Sweat tricked down Anna's temple as her dress fell away. She tried to press her legs together but the ropes held her limbs rudely apart. The only thing left to cover her nakedness was the pair of black silk panties she had so carefully chosen. Anna felt the dress being tugged out from under her body; her eyes closed trying to hide from the terror swelling deep inside her mind.

Wayne crawled up between her shaking legs, leaving the panties in place for the moment. Sniffing the alluring scent from her sex heightened his arousal. The black panties held a certain fascination for him, as he got closer his mind drifted back to a time when his teenage sister had worn something very similar. He remembered sneaking into her room and holding the used panties close to his face.

Anna's muffled cry died before it could get past the gag. Wayne snuggled between her thighs and tenderly licked the panties. Over and over his tongue licked faster and faster, causing a moan to escape from Anna's throat. Reaching up he tweaked the soft flesh of her dark nipples, her body twitched with an unwanted response.

Lost now in his own world, he rose to his knees and began pulling the black panties down towards the shaking woman's ankles. Another snip of the scissors freed the panties from the confines of her legs. He stared wondrously at the complete nakedness before him.

Suddenly a phone's ringing plagued his ears; hearts stopped and lungs seared until the answering machine finally silenced it. Anna's only hope that was that Richards parents would come by to see what on earth was keeping them from the family reunion.

Wayne stood and went to the ties holding Anna's feet. Undoing the knot, he warned her not to move. She lay frozen, too afraid to kick. Her arms were released and she brought her hands together to rub the feeling back in.

"Alright my sweet, turn over, and don't even think about running."

Too scared to do anything but obey she rolled over on her belly; the nervous tension in her stomach almost caused her to throw up. Wayne's hands rested on her quivering ass cheeks and then prodded her legs apart again. Quickly the binds went back around each leg and were fastened at the two bed posts. Anna's embarrassment was almost too much to bear, never had she been so exposed and in such a lurid manner. Wayne picked up a firm over stuffed decorative pillow at the head of the bed and lifting her at the waist stuffed it under her hips. A new rush of tears fell from her eyes, as her smooth round bottom was lifted high in the air.

Rich stopped struggling in his chair and watched with incredulity as his wife's very fine ass was raised and parted in a most stimulating manner. Despite the horror he felt for his wife, seeing her for the first time in such a vulnerable position made his cock swell.

Wayne then grabbed her wrists behind her back and began to tie them tightly together. Anna thrashed wildly from side to side trying to dislodge the pillow. Muscles ached and strained as she tried in vain to escape.

Shock and disbelieve gave way to a pain filled grimace when Wayne began to spank her up turned ass. All the times she had ignored his presence came flooding back and he enjoyed the sound of his hard hand on her soft white skin. His hand fell with quick hard smacks, reddening her bouncing white cheeks. Muffled cries came from below as her skin heated and pain filled her ass. The fire grew steadily worse on her reddened skin and her cries became more urgent. Undaunted Wayne kept up a steady spanking, to both her ass cheeks.

Knowing her husband was watching her getting spanked like a spoiled brat caused her embarrassment to soar to new heights.

Wayne finally stopped and kneaded the reddened flesh. "No more thrashing about. Is that clear?" he hissed at her.

Anna could only nod her head with teary submissiveness.

Rich had become quiet and although he despised the man, he had never been so turned on. His cock ached between his legs, growing bigger and more aroused by the second.

Wayne stroked Anna's body with long firm fingers. Then from behind the bed he picked up his bag, tossing it between his legs. Anna craned her head back trying to see what he was doing. Rich sat in his chair working at the ropes behind him, but his eyes never left his wife.

Anna's eyes pleaded, her head shook back and forth in a 'please no' gesture. She dared not struggle, but her brown eyes got bigger and bigger as the butt plug in Wayne's hand advanced towards her well spanked bottom. Rich stopped working the rope and watched with incredible interest as Wayne began shoving it up his wife's ass. Tears of rage and pain filled Anna's eyes as the huge intruder was worked into her anus. Wayne stopped briefly to deliver a few more good hard spanks to keep Anna still. While her bottom stung with renewed fire the butt plug was popped in place.

He allowed her to relax a moment before introducing the egg vibrator that would go inside her sweet pink pussy. Crawling up behind the sobbing Anna, he held the vibrator, but first helped himself to a taste at her smooth pussy lips. While tonguing Anna's clit he slipped the egg inside. Anna's body responded with a small gush of vaginal fluid. She hated the way her body betrayed her. The plug in her ass mingled with the vibrating egg, causing feelings deep in her sex she had never felt before.

Wayne continued the assault with his tongue; Anna was soon thrashing about again only this time because he was making her cum. Her body betrayed her fully as she felt the gush of orgasm run down between her legs.

Smiling Wayne returned to his feet and unbuckled his pants; both his trousers and underwear came down together. He stepped out of the pants and crawled to the head of the bed in front of Anna's concerned face. Her brow wrinkled with a furrow as Wayne's cock floated in front of her big brown eyes. Rich held his breath; his wife had never had a cock so close to her face. He didn't think she would even know what to do with it.

Tensions rose as Wayne nudged his hard cock close to her lips. Gently he untied the gag around her mouth. Anna spit the gag away and her protest began in earnest. "Please don't...please! I can't do that! Let me go you bastard! Un-tie me! Right now! Richard; do something!" His wife wailed.

The crack of Wayne's belt made Rich jump almost as high as his wife's red ass. Again and again the belt reached Anna's ass with a cracking noise that made her scream with terror and pain. Twenty times her ass rose and fell with each spank.

Wayne put his belt aside. "Now you little bitch, the only noise I want to hear from your mouth is the sound of you sucking my cock real nice."

Anna recoiled in disgust, but she dared not disobey and endure another spanking.

Pressing his cock to her lips again, this time Anna opened her mouth in disgust, and tasted the tip with her tongue. With little sobs of breath she began to take the huge appendage into her mouth.

Rich's eyes were glued to a sight he thought he would never see. His own cock bulged in side his jeans begging for release.

Slowly at first Wayne's hips moved back and forth in a gentle rhythm. Anna's eyes grew bigger and bigger as more cock was forced into her now quiet mouth. Her eyes began to bug and throat to constrict against the massive tool thrusting in and out. Suddenly it was over and she gagged on the contents spurting down her throat.

Rich's pants became suddenly wet, while he watched his wife gag on the offending sperm.

Wayne withdrew his cock and lightly touched her cheek, his mouth closed in on hers and he kissed the un-moving lips. Anna sobbed quietly, feeling more embarrassed then ever before.

Again, he settled behind her and reached back into his bag. A long blue vibrator pressed against her clit. The madding tingle made her hips move up and down, an impending orgasm built up inside her sex. The buzzing grew stronger, causing a long moan to escape her lips. Pressure built steadily in her loins and she screamed out loud, unable to hold back any longer.

As her orgasm squirted from her body, Wayne grasped the plug in her ass, pulling it clear from her anus. Anna's body collapsed in exhaustion.

Not done with her yet, Wayne positioned himself, behind her, his cock swelling again as he got in place. His finger sought out the hole that had contained the plug. Anna protested wildly as his finger slid inside her ass. Anna squealed as his in finger worked in and out. He stretched the opening making enough room to accommodate his throbbing cock. The scream that followed echoed around the room and then it was too late. Wayne's cock began entering her up-turned ass.

Rich sat straight upright in the chair, his attention focused fully on his screaming wife. Slowly her screams died and he watched her ass begin to push back against the cock's invasion.

Wayne pumped with steady slow strokes speeding up as her ass pushed up and down. Tied and helpless Anna's embarrassment was forgotten in the heat of yet another forced orgasmic rush. Wayne's cock spilled its load into her ass and his pumping came to an end.

The door bell rang down the stairs. Wayne smiled and hastily left, running out the back door. He left Anna and Richard tied and helpless struggling against their binds... --

The End

Written by Tyme