TAKEN
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Part 10: The Surrender
Despite words that some might think threatening, Don still flashes me that charming smile.
He is not as threatening as Victor and Duke and seems less cruel than LeBaron. But I still want to please him, to give myself to him. So I remain in position, on my knees, before him.
His hand touches my face. Gently. Caressing my cheek. A silent sigh escapes my lips. My face turns slightly to kiss his hand.
His firm chest pressing into my back as he kneels behind me. His big arms embracing me from behind. I feel safe, secure, relaxed. I want to melt into his arms. I can feel his tool, hard as a lead pipe, pressing into my back.
His fingers tease my nipples. Gently sweeping across them.. Then lingering slightly longer, giving them a playful pinch.
His lips gently kiss my neck, then my shoulders. Warm, testing kisses. His breath husky as he flexes against me. Letting me feel his shaft press against my body. My skin is covered in sweat. I know what he wants.
"Do you like that?" He asks.
I nod my head silently.
Don's hands slide slowly from my chest. Down my abs before moving around my hips. Gently skimming my buttocks. Then brushing more firmly. Lifting them. A gentle thrust from his hips and that long, thick shaft flexes against me. My asshole twitches and a shiver runs up my spine.
"Mmmm." He moans in my ear. "You have such a nice ass. It feels so good, baby."
I want this. God help me, I want this. But some part of me, the part that has always thought of myself as straight, wants to make it stop. To run. If I do this, if I let him do this to me, I know I will never see myself in the same way again.
I stay still. Basking in these new sensations he is giving me.
The blade of his hand slides between my glutes. Gently prying them apart. Sliding down deeper. The side of his hand touching my sphincter for the first time. My eyes flicker shut and I lick my lips. My body presses back against him, revelling in his touch, but he slides his hand away.
Something touches my lips. Two of his fingers. My lips part and allow them into my mouth. Licking and sucking them. I can task my own sweat and a muskiness that I can only assume is my own.
"Yeah, get those fingers good and wet for me." Don moans in my ear.
At last he pulls the digits from my mouth. One hand on my shoulder pushes me forward. I am on my knees, shoulders to the floor, and ass in the air. His wet fingers return to my ass. His index finger finds my hole. Circles it. Moving ever closer to the centre. Closer.
He touches that part of me and I push back slightly. Telling him I am ready the only way that I can.
"Damn, your hole is so hot. So warm, so tight. You really are a virgin, aren't you?"
I haven't thought of myself as a virgin for a long time. But I am in the way he means it. I nod.
He works his finger slowly inside me. A steady motion in and out. Working deeper. My sphincter clenches around him. Try to push him out, trying to pull him in. Like the rest of me wanting something but terrified of it as well.
A second finger joins the first. Continuing to work deeper. The fingers moving apart. Stretching my tight ring. It feels.... strange. It is a bit uncomfortable, but not painful. He is working deeper... and then... He touches something inside me.
Oh. Fuck.
My whole body jumps. My eyes are wide and my jaw falls open.
Don smiles at me. "You liked that, didn't you?"
I nod and he continues working around my hole, returning to touch that spot again periodically. Each time it makes me jump and he smiles. He spits on my hole and a third finger is added. Spreading again. Stretching my tight sphincter further.
I find myself pushing upwards as his fingers push into me. Riding his fingers. I never thought this would feel so good.
It is a shock when his fingers slide out. I feel empty. I want that feeling again.
And then I feel something bigger. Thicker. Heavier. Sliding between my butt cheeks. It feels bigger than his fingers. Much bigger. I am afraid. My hole tightens against him.
"I'll be honest with you." He whispers in my ear. "There is no way for this not to hurt. But I promise you that you will love it."
His lips are caressing my neck, my shoulders. One hand brushes across my nipples, teasing them. Pinching them. The other hand has my hip in a firm, protective grip. He pushes my legs a bit further apart with a nudge of his knee.
And that big, heavy cock is touching my hole.
"Ok. I want you to push back a bit. It's ok. Trust me."
I am terrified. Terrified of the pain but, more than that, terrified of what this signifies. I have been humiliated and spat upon. I have had my face pushed into a Man's crotch. I have been made into a cocksucker. I have tasted and swallowed piss. But this. This is something else. I am about to get fucked.
"Do it." LeBaron growls nearby. "Make that ass into the boy-pussy it was meant to be."
My cheeks turn crimson. But I feel... I don't know... eager as well. Eager to take this step.
I push back onto Don's big dick.
At the same moment he pushes forward. My hole tries to resist. But it is useless and the tip of his dick rips through and slides inside me. My mouth opens in a silent scream. I scramble to pull away but his grip is too strong. His firm hands on my chest and on my hip holding me in place as he pushes forward again.
My hole body feels like it suddenly collapsed inside on itself. I can hardly breathe. Don is merciful though, and allows me a few moments to adjust.
"You can do it, baby. Come on. Give yourself to me."
I breathe in. And out. And in. And out. And push my ass back onto him. He thrusts in time and another inch is inside. With a pop, his head pierces my hole. My tight sphincter clasping around the shaft of his dick.
"That feels good. You are making me feel so good. You like making me feel good, don't you?"
I do. Fuck me to hell... but I do. I want to please him. To make him feel good.
"Ok. You have me inside now, the worst is over. Push back again. Let's go a little deeper now."
And so we push ourselves together again. Then again. I have two inches inside. Then three. Then four. Well past the point his fingers reached earlier.
He is sliding in and out now. Gradually sinking deeper. His gentle thrusts gradually turning more forceful. More demanding.
The pain has not gone away. It reverberates up my spine. Down my legs. I can feel my ass try to clench down. To expel the invader. But he is too deep and has stretched me too far. I clench my teeth to try to deal with the pain.
And still he goes deeper. "We're well over halfway now. God, you have a nice fuckhole."
Only halfway? Oh shit.
He is really thrusting now. Both hands on my hips, pulling me back to meet his thrusts. "Let's get it all the way inside. On three."
I try to brace myself. My body clenching against him. His hand slaps hard against my ass. "Relax, damn it. Relax and push back into my cock. Ok... one."
He slams his dick forward. Another inch inside. His hands are like vices on my hips.
"Two." Another inch. I can just barely feel his pubic hair.
"And... three." A final hard slam and his crotch is tight against me. The heavy weight of his balls resting on my ass. My body and face are contorted in a silent scream. My whole body is spasming.
"Fuck yeah, boy. There you go. You aren't a virgin anymore. Do you know what you are are now? A pussyboy." He stretches forward, laying on my back. Pushing my chest down until it touches the floor. He feels massive on top of me. "And I'm going to fuck the remnants of your cherry into oblivion."
He is really thrusting now, using his weight to drive his thrusts. He pulls the long, thick shaft back. Inch by inch. Until just the bulbous head is inside me. I breath in silent relief.
And then he slams all the way back inside me... all the way. And back out. And all the way back in to his swinging creambag. Hard thrusts. Vicious.
This is not making love. This is not sex. This is a fuck. Any pretence of gentleness gone now. And that is what it was. Pretence. Gentleness to get me to cooperate with him. To take his dick. To become, as he put it, a pussyboy. And I let him do it. The Testing was right. I am easily tricked and manipulated.
He starts to pull back even further, pulling even the knob out now, allowing my violated hole to close slightly before slamming back in.
I don't know how long he has been inside me now. Minutes? Hours? All I know is that my ass has given up all resistance. Not even bothering to try to close when he pulls out. My hole feels like it has been ripped apart and scraped with sandpaper.
I am covered in sweat. Both my own and his. His body slides slightly on my back with each thrust.
"Gonna breed you, bitch. Gonna fill your ass up good."
He isn't pulling out with each thrust anymore. His breath is getting laboured. His grip on me tighter.
His body tensing. Clenching.
"Oh, fuck. Here it comes! Take my cum, you slag."
He slams in deep and I feel his body tremor above me. And then it hits.
I feel it. I feel his dick convulse inside me. I feel his cum. Filling me. Making my hole slick and warm.
He stops thrusting. His hot breath ragged against my neck. His weight crushing down on me. His cock softening slightly. I can feel a trickle of his cum escape my hole. Dripping down over my balls.
But he does not pull out. I am unsure what to do so I stay in position. My chest flat on the floor, my ass in the air. Still full of his dick.
And then his dick trembles inside me. And I feel something new. A flood of warmth filling my bowels.
His piss. He is pissing inside my ass.
My ass is sore. Aching. And the salty piss seems to find and fill every sensitive spot. Stinging. Burning. Filling my formerly virginal ass like an expanding balloon.
At last he pulls out. A flood of piss and cum escaping my hole as he does.
Don stands and walks in front of me. He lifts my head off the floor until I am kneeling in front of him.
"Clean it up, skank."
I open my mouth and take his cock. The taste of his piss, his cum, and my ass fills my senses.
I clean every nook and cranny. He pulls away from me, pushing me back. Looking down on me in contempt. No sign of the tenderness he was showing me earlier. As I thought, it was all a pretence.
"Pathetic. I can't believe you thought you were a Man." He sneers and I feel ashamed.
He turns to Victor and Duke. "All yours, guys. I'm going to love watching this."