"Jack, please, I'll do anything. Anything," so desperate she
was almost crying.
He cocked his head as if considering her sincerity. "Well,
slut, I've got plans for that ass of yours. But I guess we
can take a few minutes to help you out. It'd be nice to see
you rut like the bitch you are." He disappeared into the
cabin for a moment before returning with a carpet-covered
pole, evidently used by the owner's cat for scratching.
After warning her not to move a muscle, he quickly untied
her bonds. Kelli was amazed at how fast they came off; he'd
roped her tight with one easily-released knot. With the
dildo still embedded in her ass, she staggered up, her legs
nearly asleep from sitting so long. The egg, she noted,
still wasn't high enough to touch her clit. She'd have to do
it Jack's way.
Stepping behind the camera, Jack addressed her, "Since you
seem to be just like a bitch in heat, I guess the best way
to do this is to have you act like one. So when I give you
the signal, you can take off the belt and then get off like
an animal. You'll straddle this pole and rut just like a
bitch. That's your choice. Take it or leave it."
By now the feeling had returned to her legs, and Kelli could
feel the urgent tension tugging at every fiber of her being.
Next to all the things she imagined, this seemed mild. Even
if Jack was going to film it. She could do it, no problem.
When Jack turned off the egg, she frantically unlatched the
harness and let it drop to the deck. Leaning the pole
against the railing, she desperately jumped aboard it,
grinding the carpet pile deep into her juice-filled slit.
Squeezing it between her legs as though her life depended on
it, she thrust herself up and down on it, pressing down to
get it against her clit. Still unsatisfied by the contact,
she reached down and spread her pussy lips apart while
leaning forward against the pole. Moaning, gasping and
grunting, she fucked the pole like an animal, baring her
teeth and flinging her body this way and that. Her clit felt
as big as an apple as it ground against the pole, the carpet
fibers rasping and tearing at her. The end came quickly, but
still not quickly enough, with the concussions from her
orgasm reverberating through her for what seemed like an
eternity. Totally spent and muscles cramping, she rolled off
the post onto the deck, her legs flopping open to vent some
of the heat out of her scorching box. Despite the fact that
Jack was still filming her every move, she reached down and
pressed her fingers against her sopping slit, amazed to find
that she hadn't rubbed the skin raw in her frenzy to get
off. She lay there for at least a minute, softly stroking
herself and murmuring her pleasure as tiny aftershocks
zapped through her body.
Her reverie ended abruptly as Jack grabbed her arm and
hoisted her to her feet. "You've had your fun. Now it's my
turn," he said, bending her over the railing. she heard the
dildo clatter to the deck just as he thrust his cock inside
her ass, still a tight and uncomfortable fit despite the
preparation he'd put her through. As he savagely banged his
pole into her, he grunted with an animal intensity that was
almost scary. But where her screams of passion had sounded
desperate and whiny to her, his filled her with an
instinctive desire to please him, to try and help him have
the fuck of his life. So despite the cramps still shivering
up and down her legs, she tried to squeeze his dick inside
her ass, hoping that the extra tightness would make him cum
all the faster.
Suddenly he pulled out of her and pushed her to the deck, so
he loomed above her like a massive ancient god, his shaft in
his hand like a royal scepter. Standing astride her, he
quickly began pumping his cock in his fist, swaying with the
effort. In seconds the cum erupted from the purple head,
spewing out and onto her face, body and legs. Amazingly, as
he kept pumping cum continued to stream out, blast after
blast pouring onto her body. She'd never seen that much come
from him, and soon her entire torso was wet and slimy with
it. Licking the salty residue off her lips, she looked up at
him in trepidation, expecting to be told to scoop it all up
an eat it. But instead, he just turned and staggered into
the cabin, leaving her cum-soaked body in the cold company
of the still-whirring video camera.