Pleasure from Pain: She arrived home at around 6:30 p.m., gathered the mail from her mailbox, stopped briefly to look around her yard and enjoy the beauty of the flower beds. It had been a long, hard day at work and she was truly glad to be home. She walked in the front door, pausing for a moment. She thought she heard something. Standing very still with her hand still holding the screen door open, she listened intently. Not hearing anything else, she closed the screen door and placed her mail on the table in the front hallway, along with her keys and pocketbook. She entered the kitchen and poured herself a glass of wine. She stood gazing out the window over the sink, thinking about her lack of plans for the weekend. She was thrilled to just be able to stay home and do some yard work, read that book that she had started a month ago, and just relax. She sighed at the thought. Walking through her bedroom and into her bathroom, she placed the wine glass on the black marble countertop, turned on the bath water, and added some bath salts, swishing the water with her hand to help dissolve them. Taking another sip of wine, she wrapped a small towel around her hair and washed her face to remove her makeup. She turned off the bath water, and walked into her bedroom, kicking off her high heel shoes and placing her wine on the bureau. She walked over to the closet to put her shoes away, when she heard something behind her. She jumped and as she was turning around to look he pushed her up against the wall, grabbing her wrists and pulling them behind her back. She screamed in terror "Please don't hurt me! Take anything you want - there's money in my purse - but please just don't hurt me!" He didn't answer, just tightened the grip on her wrists, his large, strong hands almost crushing her slim wrists. He pushed her harder against the wall, and she could hear his heavy breathing and feel his crotch pushing against her ass. Realizing he wasn't here to rob her, she started to cry. He held her wrists with his left hand, and ran his right hand up her body, starting on her hip, sliding up her waist, then her arm, pulled the towel off of her head, and placed his hand around her throat. He inhaled the scent of her hair and perfume, still holding her throat with his huge hand, and started kissing and biting her neck. She struggled against him, but he tightened his grasp around her neck until she thought she would pass out. "I'm gonna fuck you bitch, and you're gonna beg me for more when I'm done with you" he whispered into her ear, "and if you scream again, I'll punch you in the mouth. Just do as I say and I won't hurt you." She tried to nod her head as the tears streamed down her face. He ran his hand back down to her round ass, cupping it with his hand and squeezing tightly. Running his hand further down her leg, he slipped his hand under her skirt and pulled it up to her waist. She whimpered, wanting to scream out for help, but knowing that he would follow through on his word if she did. He ran his hand all over her ass, admiring it's roundness. He grabbed the strap on her garter belt pulling it out as far as it would go, then letting it snap back against her cheek with a loud smack. She jerked at the pain as he chuckled. "Oh yeah" he said, "I'm going to enjoy this." He ran his finger under the fabric of her thong, then traced the crack of her ass with his finger. "Spread your legs" he said to her. She was frozen with fear, and he repeated his order more loudly, "Spread your legs bitch!" He put his left leg inside hers and pushed it out, causing her to lose her balance and he pushed her harder against the wall. The side of her face was aching from the pressure, and she could feel her teardrops falling onto her breast. He ran his hand down to her pussy, finding her clit and pinching it, then sliding his middle finger into her hole. She cried out, knowing what his intents were. He pulled her around and pushed her onto the bed. Now she could see her attacker. He was very attractive. He was tall and very muscular, with very short brown hair and eyes, a thin mustache and goatee, and several tattoos on his sculpted arms. He reached into the back pocket of his jeans and removed a set of handcuffs and two long, thin pieces of rope. She tried to cover herself and move away from him on the bed, but he grabbed her ankle and pulled it toward him, sending her flying onto her back. He jumped on top of her, grabbing her wrists and locking the handcuffs around one with a loud click, putting the chain around the metal rod on her headboard, then locking her second wrist. She tried to struggle out from under him, but he was much too strong and heavy. He slid back off of her, and she tried to kick out, but he grabbed her ankles, quickly tying one of the pieces of rope around her right ankle and pulling it tight. He pulled the end of the rope towards the corner of the bed, tying the loose end to the leg of the frame. He did the same with her left ankle and stood back to admire the sight of her spread-eagled before him on the bed. She felt so vulnerable and exposed, she started to cry uncontrollably. She pleaded with him to stop, to untie her and just leave. She promised not to call the police if he would just leave. He got on the bed, brushing away the hair from her eyes, placing his hand against the side of her face and running his thumb across her trembling lips, he leaned toward her and said "I AM the police bitch, and no one will believe you if you did report it. So, just lie there, keep your fucking mouth shut, and we'll be just fine." He placed his hands on her large, heaving breasts, and squeezed them hard. Her nipples instinctively hardened and poked against the thin fabric of her silk blouse. He grabbed the neckline of the blouse with both hands and pulled it apart, ripping the fabric and sending the tiny buttons flying in different directions. He gazed at her ample cleavage and huge tits spilling out of the top of her bra. He ran his hands over her chest, lightly caressing her supple skin with his fingers, sliding them down through her cleavage. He leaned down and bit her right nipple through her bra. She cried out with the pain. He walked out to the kitchen, coming back with a steak knife and cut the bottom of her skirt which was taught from the spread positioning of her legs. He tossed the knife aside, grabbed the fabric on both sides of the cut, and pulled, ripping the fabric all the way up to the waistband. He slid his hands up the insides of her luscious thighs, caressing the soft skin under her silky stockings. He could smell her sweet pussy through her now damp thong. He ran his finger around her lips, tracing the lines exposed through the fabric. Pulling the damp fabric aside, he gazed at her beautiful, shaved, wet pussy. He parted her wet lips, spreading them wide with his fingers, and exposing her clit and sweet hole. "Oh my God, please stop!" she cried out, not being able to remain silent any longer. He slapped her hard on the inside of her thigh and said "Shut up bitch. You're mine. I own you now and I'll do whatever I please. Now, tell me you're my dirty little slut! Tell me!" and he slapped her again. "I'm ..... I'm your dirty little slut" she cried. "Oh yes, you are right about that bitch. And I am gonna fuck your freaking cunt and make you cum until you beg me to stop" he said as he stood up and removed his t-shirt and jeans. Her eyes opened widely as she stared fearingly at his huge 9" long, very thick cock. He kneels up on the bed next to her face and slaps his cock against her soft cheek. She can feel how hard it is - like a rock. He brings it to her lips and she tries to turn her head away, but he grabs her head with his left hand and turns it back toward his rod, "Open your mouth bitch. Open it wide!" He forces his cock against her lips, reaches down with his left hand and pinches her nipple hard through her bra. She cries out in pain, and he shoves his cock into her mouth, letting out a groan of pleasure. He pumps his cock deep into her mouth, fucking her face, making her gag as the head hits the back of her throat. She starts sucking him and running her tongue around his cock. He pulls out of her mouth, again running his thumb across her wet lips, pushing it into her mouth and she sucks on it greedily. He runs his hand through her beautiful hair, bending down to kiss her ear and neck, sliding his tongue down to her breasts and between her tits. He retrieves the steak knife and cuts the thin piece of fabric of her bra between her tits, and they jump out as the cups fall to the side. Then he reaches down and cuts the thong off of her, leaving the pieces lying on the bed. He runs his tongue over her gorgeous tits, flicking at her nipples, making them even harder. He sucks one into his mouth and bites it while pinching the other with his hand. She can feel her pussy getting wetter with his every touch. The anticipation of what is to come is almost too much for her to stand. She DOES want him to fuck her. He straddles her stomach, resting his cock between her tits, grabbing them and wrapping them around his meat as he starts to slide it up and down between them. A drop of pre-cum forms on the head of his cock, and she lifts her head to greet his rod with her warm mouth, licking the head as it pops up from her cleavage. He moans with pleasure as his balls rub against the soft skin of her abdomen. He swings his leg back over into a kneeling position beside her, and starts licking her pierced navel, up and down the sides of her waist, all over her stomach. She is trembling from the incredible feeling of his tongue on her body. He moves his tongue down, over the waistband of what is left of her skirt, licking her mound. She starts to squirm, trying to escape from her restraints, but he pins her down harder, and checks the ropes to make sure they are tight. "You have no chance, bitch. You will beg me to fuck you, and I'm gonna fuck you like no one has ever fucked you before." Laying across the foot of the bed, he licks the inside of her thighs, savoring the sweet smell of her pussy juice as it drips from her. He licks and caresses all over her inner thighs and around her pussy, tormenting her with his tongue. "Please.....please lick my pussy" she pleaded with him. As she begged for him to eat her, he continued to lick her everywhere except her pussy. "Beg me some more bitch" he said, as he blew on her clit, making her entire body tremble. "Tell me how badly you want my tongue and my cock." "Oh God" she gasped, "PLEASE lick my pussy.....PLEASE FUCK ME! I can't take it anymore!" He flicked her clit with the hard tip of his tongue, sending waves of ecstasy like a lightening bolt through her body. She let out a sharp gasp as he latched onto her clit with his mouth, sucking it and rubbing his tongue against it. She could feel her pussy juice running down the crack of her ass as he sucked her with reckless abandon. He slid his tongue down to her wet hole, lapping up her sweet juice, pushing his tongue into her as his nose rubbed against her clit. He fucked her with his tongue and she ground her hips against his face, forcing his tongue deeper into her. She was writhing in pleasure as she half whispered "Oh please, please fuck me....I need you to fuck me." "Then beg me more bitch. I told you that you would beg me to fuck you" he said with a sly grin. She whimpered and cried "PLEASE SIR, PLEASE FUCK MY PUSSY!" He smiled at her submission and said "That's my bitch. Now I'm gonna cream your cunt." He pushed her legs even wider apart and she gushed with anticipation. He placed the head of his cock at her pussy, rubbing it up and down across her clit, spreading her juice all over her, then slowly pushed the head into her and paused. He can feel how tight her pussy is as he slowly slides the rest of his meat into her until his balls press against her ass. She lets out a gasp at the intense pleasure and pain. He pushes in even further, deeper, stretching the walls of her cunt. She can feel him growing even harder inside of her, and her pussy grabs his cock in response. He starts pumping in and out of her as her juice oozes out around his rod, running down his sack. She can feel that familiar tightness rising in her lower abdomen, as her orgasm starts to build. He starts ramming her harder, his balls slapping against her ass, and rubbing her clit with his thumb, pinching it between his fingers. "I'm going to cum!" she cried out, "FUCK ME!" He is pounding her pussy with all of his strength, and he can feel his own load rising. Her breathing has turned to panting, and her body starts to tighten as her orgasm hits her with the force of a freight train. She arches her back as her vaginal walls convulse around his cock. She screams out in an orgasmic frenzy as he continues to plow into her. He feels his balls pulling in tightly as he grabs her tit and squeezes it tightly, and with a low groan he blasts his load deep inside of her, pumping his twitching, throbbing cock deep and hard into her cunt. He collapses on top of her with his cock still buried in her puss. Their juices mixing and oozing out around him, dripping down her ass and onto the bedcover. He kisses her deeply, running his tongue around hers, and she passionately responds to him with the same. He gently kisses her neck and earlobe and whispers into her ear "Damn, girl - that was the best sex we've ever had." She lets out a deep sigh and nods her head in agreement. He reaches up and releases her wrists from the handcuffs and she wraps her arms around him, reveling in his muscular body. She gently runs her fingernails down his back, sending shivers down his spine. He pulls his spent cock out of her and unties her ankles, then lays down on the bed next to her, taking her in his arms, as they drift off to sleep.