02-07-2020, 08:03 AM
I began to sob, "No! I wont do that again. It hurt so much. Please don't make me do that again. I'll do anything else you say, anything, only please Neil, don't do that to me again. I'm begging you Neil. Please." I know I had told Alan no more anal stuff, but he had never forced his cock into my bottom. Neil had, and I was truly scared that he was about to do it again.
I saw him hesitate for a moment, and then he said "Right. let's talk this through shall we? You say you don't want it up the arse, but you've said you don't want so many things that you enjoy now, haven't you? A couple of minutes ago I told you to show me everything you've got and you did, without hesitation. Then I stuck a couple of fingers up your cunt and you loved it didn't you? DIDN'T YOU?" he yelled.
"Yes!", I cried out. I could feel a throbbing in my loins. I was fantasically turned on. Neil was still twisting my nipples. An intense pain was radiating from them which seemed to be directly connected to my aching slit. I could feel my clit throbbing. I stood there, stark naked, with Alan watching, while Neil pinched and twisted my nipples, feeling more aroused than I can describe.
"So all of these things you would never have done in your boring, tight arsed, feminist life, you will do now whenever I tell you. Is that right?"
"Yes.", I sobbed. I was too turned on to argue with him.
"So, what makes you think you wont enjoy being made to take it up the arse?", he said, sneering at me. "Face facts love, you enjoy being made to do the very things you complain about. You've had every chance to opt out of this, but you still keep coming back for more. Admit it. You love being made to do whatever me or Alan say. In fact, we don't make you. We just say so, and you do it. It's just what you want really isn't it?"
My head was spinning. The pain in my breasts was clouding my brain, but that was nothing to the aching in my burning pussy.
I felt humiliated beyond belief, and I was loving every minute of it. I had been telling myself all day that I would surrender myself to Alan completely. Now came the time when I realy had to surrender myself to Neil as well, or face the end of the game.
"I'm sorry Neil.", I said, tears running down my cheeks. "I'm really sorry for complaining. I'll do whatever you tell me to do, because that's what I like. I wont complain again, I promise. Tell me what to do, and I'll do it, I promise."
I felt a strange feeling of relief at this. Almost as though I'd been fighting my innermost instincts. And now I was free. Free to do whatever Alan and Neil told me to do.
"Right then. Now we've got that straight, here's what you're going to do. You're going to suck me until I'm good and hard, and then you're going to squat over me and push my prick up your arse. Then you're going to arse fuck me until I shoot my load up your arse. Any problems with that, tight arse?" He spoke as if it were the most matter-of-fact thing in the world. I knew what I was going to say.
"No Neil, I don't have a problem with that. Do you want me to start now?"
"No. Get me a beer first. And get Alan one too. You'll be staying to watch Al, wont you?"
Alan nodded, the familiar smile back on his face.
I saw him hesitate for a moment, and then he said "Right. let's talk this through shall we? You say you don't want it up the arse, but you've said you don't want so many things that you enjoy now, haven't you? A couple of minutes ago I told you to show me everything you've got and you did, without hesitation. Then I stuck a couple of fingers up your cunt and you loved it didn't you? DIDN'T YOU?" he yelled.
"Yes!", I cried out. I could feel a throbbing in my loins. I was fantasically turned on. Neil was still twisting my nipples. An intense pain was radiating from them which seemed to be directly connected to my aching slit. I could feel my clit throbbing. I stood there, stark naked, with Alan watching, while Neil pinched and twisted my nipples, feeling more aroused than I can describe.
"So all of these things you would never have done in your boring, tight arsed, feminist life, you will do now whenever I tell you. Is that right?"
"Yes.", I sobbed. I was too turned on to argue with him.
"So, what makes you think you wont enjoy being made to take it up the arse?", he said, sneering at me. "Face facts love, you enjoy being made to do the very things you complain about. You've had every chance to opt out of this, but you still keep coming back for more. Admit it. You love being made to do whatever me or Alan say. In fact, we don't make you. We just say so, and you do it. It's just what you want really isn't it?"
My head was spinning. The pain in my breasts was clouding my brain, but that was nothing to the aching in my burning pussy.
I felt humiliated beyond belief, and I was loving every minute of it. I had been telling myself all day that I would surrender myself to Alan completely. Now came the time when I realy had to surrender myself to Neil as well, or face the end of the game.
"I'm sorry Neil.", I said, tears running down my cheeks. "I'm really sorry for complaining. I'll do whatever you tell me to do, because that's what I like. I wont complain again, I promise. Tell me what to do, and I'll do it, I promise."
I felt a strange feeling of relief at this. Almost as though I'd been fighting my innermost instincts. And now I was free. Free to do whatever Alan and Neil told me to do.
"Right then. Now we've got that straight, here's what you're going to do. You're going to suck me until I'm good and hard, and then you're going to squat over me and push my prick up your arse. Then you're going to arse fuck me until I shoot my load up your arse. Any problems with that, tight arse?" He spoke as if it were the most matter-of-fact thing in the world. I knew what I was going to say.
"No Neil, I don't have a problem with that. Do you want me to start now?"
"No. Get me a beer first. And get Alan one too. You'll be staying to watch Al, wont you?"
Alan nodded, the familiar smile back on his face.
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