The Violation Of Lynne
by FragBunny

Another submittal by a gracious site visitor/story reader.  While not a true NC story--more semi-NC, maybe?--extreme fans will probably still enjoy this one, especially fans of object insertion and fisting fetishes.  And you gotta love the ending on this one--read on!

I told her I had always fantasized about having her as a slave and as we would never have this chance again, would she be willing to go along.  I said our code word would be "Red Light", and that she could use it at any time when she wanted what was happening to stop.

She agreed and before too long I had her naked and lying on my bed.

I tied her arms and legs to each corner then covered her eyes with a blindfold, making sure it was impossible for her to see.  I then told her to open her mouth but she refused.

"You can't refuse.  You're my slave," I said.  "You have to do everything I tell you to do."

Lynne shook her head.

"Open your mouth," I insisted, pulling at her jaw.  She kept her mouth clamped shut.

I watched her lying there, smugly breathing through her nose.  She was naked and tied up but still seemed to think she was in control.  That was all about to change.

I waited for her to exhale then grabbed her nose between my thumb and fingers, pinching it shut just as she was about to breathe back in.  She started thrashing around, trying to dislodge my hand, but I hung on and finally she opened her mouth wide to draw in a deep breath; that was just what I was waiting for.

I dropped a small wooden ball in between her lips and quickly tied a gag over it, preventing her from spitting the ball out.  It was just a small wooden ball, but it was too big to be swallowed so she was in no danger of choking.  It did stop her from breathing through her mouth, though--which also meant she could no longer speak.

That was fine by me; while I would have ignored any cries of Red Light, the ball and gag also prevented her from screaming.  Though I doubted my neighbor, who was also my landlord, would have called the cops even if he did hear screaming coming from my apartment.  The cops were the last people he and his biker buddies wanted to see around here.

I took two pieces of cord and fed them through the rings next to Lynne's hands.  I then tied one end of each cord to Lynne's ankles; the other ends were already attached to a ratchet device that would tighten the ropes when I turned a handle.

"So you wouldn't open your mouth when I asked you to--you're a very naughty girl, Lynne.  I'm afraid I'm going to have to punish you and teach you who's the boss here."

I could see the concern on her face as she wondered what I was going to do.  I decided not to keep her in suspense and just like before, after she had exhaled and was about to draw in another breath, I pinched her nose shut.  The effect was immediate.

As her body and brain demanded oxygen from lungs that weren't providing it, Lynne began thrashing her head around, but I held on as she twisted and turned as much as her bonds would allow.  Finally, I let go and her ample chest rose as she took a deep breath.

Her chest swelled up then deflated as she let her first breath out, and I grinned as I grabbed her nostrils once again just as she was about to take her second breath.  I held on for almost a minute while she squirmed and twisted and tried to get free.  I finally let go when her struggles grew weaker and slowed down; I didn't want to kill her--there was still a lot of fun to be had yet.  When I let go she struggled to breathe through nostrils that now seemed too small for that purpose.

I untied her ankles from the bottom posts then took hold of the handle on the ratchet and began turning it, tightening the ropes, which pulled Lynne's legs slowly up towards her head and also outwards towards her hands.  As her feet got closer and closer to her head and hands, her hips and ass rolled upwards, and when I finally stopped turning the handle she was in the perfect position.

She was naked on her back with her arms stretched outwards, and her large tits looked almost like they must have as a teenager when she was young and they were firm.  The tension in her body had them standing almost straight up and her long, thick nipples stood at attention.

I was amazed at the size of her nipples; they perfectly matched her tits in size.  They were an inch tall and just as thick and practically demanded attention.  I saw someone had already given them some, in a serious way. A two-inch silver ring hung from each nipple so I grabbed the rings and gave them a tug.  Lynne squirmed a little but the ropes held her tight and she was barely able to move.  I pulled the rings several different ways, even straight up, stretching her nipples out to almost two inches.  I'm sure it caused her some pain but not a whimper passed her lips; it couldn't of course, the gag kept her as quiet as a mouse.

With her feet tied to the same metal rings as her hands, her pussy was wide open and just ready for something to be shoved into it.  Not just something, but anything--in this position Lynne was completely exposed and at her most vulnerable.  I could stick any object of any shape or size inside her and she couldn't stop me.  She couldn't scream, she couldn't say a word, not even Red Light... she was helpless.

As her legs had been pulled up towards the top of her body, Lynne's hips had rolled upwards which also brought her cute little brown asshole into view.  I didn't need to go looking for it--it was right there below her pussy within easy reach, just begging for me to do something to it.

I couldn't help myself.  I put my index finger into my mouth to wet it, then pressed it against Lynne's asshole.  It was a tight little hole but as I applied a little pressure to the soft entrance the tip of my finger slid inside.  Lynne was able to wriggle her hips a little, but that was all the resistance she could put up.  She should have saved her energy.  I decided to show her that I was the boss.  I shoved my finger into her ass until my hand was pressed up against her ass cheeks.  I then finger fucked her ass for several minutes.

The spit on my finger quickly dried up and without any natural lubricant from her ass the going got tough.  But just like in the song, the tough got going and I brutally rammed my dry finger in and out of her puckered little hole.  She writhed as much as her restraints would allow, which wasn't much, but I was relentless.  I finally stopped when the friction got too much for me and my finger began to hurt.  I knew Lynne had been hurting for a while... I could hear her making little sounds around the gag.

"Eh eye!  Eh eye!" she was saying.

"What's that, Lynne?" I asked, grinning from ear to ear.  "Do you want me to stop?"

She nodded her head.

"You know what to do then," I said.  "Say the magic words and we can end this here."

"Eh eye!  Eh eye!" she squeaked.

"Eh eye?" I said.  "What's eh eye?  That's certainly not Red Light.  I guess you don't want me to stop after all."  I licked two fingers and jammed them up Lynne's raw asshole as more little squeaks escaped her gag.

"Eh eye!  Eh eye!  Eh aaiieeee!"

I was impressed; she'd actually managed to get a small scream past the ball and gag.  It's amazing what some people can manage to do when they're naked, blindfolded, bound and gagged with someone sticking a hand up their ass.

I decided it was time to turn things up a notch.  I pulled my fingers out of Lynne's ass and walked over to the closet where I kept a few toys for just such an occasion.  I had a little gadget in there I'd built myself.  It was a box with a butt plug and a dildo sticking out one side, but it was much more than just that.

I walked back to the bed and sat the box between Lynne's legs.  Her asshole was a little too high for what I had in mind, so I cranked the handle on the ratchet and let it slip back a couple of notches.  When I checked her ass again it was at just the right height.

I took a tube of lube and applied some to the end of the butt plug and the dildo, then slid the box forward to make sure everything lined up.  The dildo was pointing straight at her pussy, while the butt plug was lined up with that little brown asshole.  Everything was perfect so I plugged the box in and slid it forward.  When the butt plug made contact with Lynne's asshole she jumped and squirmed but she couldn't go anywhere.  I had to use some pressure but bit by bit the butt plug slowly slid into Lynne's asshole while the dildo disappeared up her pussy.  When the butt plug was buried inside Lynne's ass it was time to go to stage two.  I flicked a switch on the back of the box and Lynne's face contorted as my machine came to life.

It was an ingenious device that I could never have built without my hydraulic engineering degree.  Who says college is a waste of time?  There was a small reservoir of oil inside the box, and when I flicked the switch the oil was forced out of the reservoir and into the butt plug, which was made from expandable latex.  The pressure from the oil would fill the butt plug until it had swelled up to the size of a grapefruit.  When I heard the small motor stop pumping I knew Lynne's ass was stuffed full of butt plug.  She was probably feeling a desperate need to take a shit right now, but there was no way she could force out a grapefruit-sized turd.

That butt plug was in her ass to stay, or at least until I decided otherwise.

I turned a dial on the box and the dildo came to life, rotating from side to side while thrusting back and forth, in and out of Lynne's pussy.  I turned the dial a little more and the dildo increased its speed.  I watched Lynne's body react against her will.  I turned it up a little more and paid close attention--I wanted Lynne to come but not yet.

I slowly turned the dial back and forth until I found the right speed.  There was no point marking it on the box, every woman was different, some liked it slow, some liked it fast.  Lynne was a fast girl so I set the dial at a medium fast pace.  Fast enough to get her going but not quite fast enough to tip her over the edge.

Then I left her alone.

I went downstairs, grabbed a bag of chips, popped open a beer and decided to see what was on the television.  I found an old black & white ninja movie--cool, just what the doctor ordered.

I guess I fell asleep because when I woke up the movie was over and it was almost three pm.  I decided to go for a walk but when I opened the front door I saw Lynne's car and remembered she was upstairs.  I thought about going for a walk anyway, but I figured she'd been up there for almost five hours and I was curious to see how she was getting on.  I wondered if my machine was still going or if she'd burnt it out.

When I walked in my machine was still humming merrily away and the room had that delightful smell of a woman well and truly fucked.  I guess the butt plug shoved up Lynne's ass had done it for her because she'd obviously come--and come a lot.  Her thighs glistened with pussy cream and her cunt hair was damp and matted and stuck to her skin.  Her whole body shone with the sweat generated from a five hour long orgasm, and she was still coming.

I figured she needed a break so I leaned over and spun the dial.  The dildo went into overdrive, thrashing from side to side and pumping into her so fast it looked like a jackhammer.  Lynne arched her back and a scream managed to work its way past the ball still jammed in her mouth.  The longest orgasm of her life had just become an earthquake as the dildo pounded away at her cunt.  Lynne frantically twisted her body but the grapefruit-sized butt plug held everything close together and the dildo continued enthusiastically fucking her cunt.  Her body jerked with the force of the orgasm, and I'm sure she felt like her cunt was going to explode.

I looked at her breasts with their nipple rings and thought of a use for them.  I took a thin piece of cord, tied an end to each nipple ring then held it up to the wall above Lynne's head.  I took a pin, drove it into the wall then looped the string over it.  The string wasn't quite tight enough so I moved the pin higher.  Now Lynne's nipples were getting some attention as well.  As she twisted her body she put pressure on the string tugging on her nipples which added to the intensity of her orgasm.  The greater the orgasm, the more she twisted which increased the pressure on her nipples.  It was a vicious circle and I decided to stay and watch the show.

Lynne finally reached a point of equilibrium--the orgasm still rolled on, but her reaction had been reduced to a mere twitch.  I figured she was exhausted after six hours of solid fucking.  I wondered if it was possible for someone to be killed this way, quite literally going out with a bang.

I wondered what the coroner would decide was the cause of death.  Would it look like a heart attack?  Or would the endorphins in her blood show she had been fucked to death?

I turned the dial to the off position but funnily enough Lynne kept going, and her body shook for several minutes afterwards.  I figured she'd been coming for so long now that it was like the aftershocks of an earthquake.  I flicked the switch and the oil was sucked out of the butt plug, reducing it to its normal size.  Of course, when I removed the plug from Lynne's ass and the dildo from her pussy, that set off another orgasm and I had to wait for her to stop shuddering again.

I decided to test something.  Lynne's clit was standing straight out between her swollen pussy lips and when I reached out and touched it she came again.

I tugged on the string attached to her nipple rings and she had another orgasm.  She had been coming for so long now that a simple touch to her pussy or breasts was enough to set her off.  I ran my finger down her stomach to the top of her pubic hair--that worked, too.  I touched her neck and gave her another orgasm.  I stroked one of her arms and she came again.  I ran my hand from her thigh down to her ankle and she shuddered at my touch.  I felt like a god.

"I have the power!" I cried.

I continued playing with Lynne for a little while longer and it was amazing; it didn't matter where I touched her, her whole body had become one huge erogenous zone.  She was completely at my mercy.  Now it was time to get serious.

One nice thing about my little machine is its multiple uses.  I flipped it over and slid it back between Lynne's thighs; this time the butt plug was pointing at her pussy while the dildo was primed and ready for some ass busting action.  I jammed the butt plug home, driving it deep inside Lynne's cunt, then flicked the switch pumping the plug full of oil.  I knew it would swell up inside Lynne's uterus and hold firm.  The dildo had buried itself in her ass and was ready to go to work.  I decided to get straight down to business and spun the dial around to its highest setting.  The dildo began working her asshole over with the eagerness of a randy teenager, and the constant pumping and thrashing would help to loosen her ass up.

I pulled on the box, checking to see if the butt plug would slip out of Lynne's well fucked pussy.  When she started making little squealing sounds I knew it was in there to stay.

I decided now it was time for my walk.

I dropped by my local bar, knocked back a couple of beers and just as I was about to head back home Jackie came in.  Jackie is a nasty girl I've had the pleasure of screwing with, and who's also had the pleasure of my magic box.  She was on her own and looking for some action, so I convinced her to come back to my place with the promise that she wouldn't regret the trip.

As soon as she walked in the door she heard my box humming away.  "You've got someone upstairs, don't you?" she asked with a smile.  "Can I play with her?"

"Why do you think I invited you over?" I said with a grin.  I grabbed a couple more beers from the fridge and we headed upstairs.

Jackie switched my machine off and pulled the dildos out of Lynne's well-fucked holes.

"She's pretty," Jackie said, and despite her exhaustion Lynne jumped at the sound of a strange voice, a woman's voice.  "Very nice," she said, running her fingers over Lynne's thighs and smearing them with pussy cream.

After eight hours of constant fucking, Lynne's pussy was gaping wide open and ready for some hardcore action.  Not being a subtle woman, Jackie promptly shoved four fingers straight up Lynne's cunt.  She tucked her thumb against her palm and worked her hand deeper.  It didn't take much effort at all before her hand was buried up to her wrist inside Lynne's cunt.  Jackie then pumped her hand in and out of Lynne's pussy a few times, and as it slowly stretched to accommodate her hand she clenched her fingers into a fist.  Finally she was giving Lynne's cunt a really good pounding, pulling her fist completely out then ramming it back in again up to her wrist, again, and again, and again.

It's an extremely violent action, seeing a fist disappear completely inside a woman's cunt.  Jackie was practically punching Lynne's pussy, driving her fist deep inside, then ripping it all the way out before ramming it back home again.  Jackie was pounding away so hard that Lynne's body was slowly pushed towards the head of the bed, and it wasn't too long before her head was banging on the wall every time Jackie punched her cunt.

At first I thought I was imagining things but as Jackie slowed down and I could see a little more clearly, I realized she was driving her fist deep inside Lynne's cunt, almost all the way up to her elbow.

"How deep can you get in?" I asked, extremely curious.

"Not sure," said Jackie, obviously curious herself.  She looked down at her arm buried inside Lynne's cunt then tentatively shoved it a little deeper.  She only needed to get it a couple more inches and she'd be up to her elbow.

Jackie worked her arm around a little, pulling it out but not too much, before driving it back in and each time she got a little deeper.

"Got an idea," she said, pulling her arm out to the wrist.  "Now where is it?"

I could see her feeling around inside Lynne's cunt.

"Ah ha!  Here it is!" she said triumphantly.  "It's a little known fact that a woman's cervix can be stretched at any time, not just when she's ready to give birth.  Of course, it's easier if she's pregnant... it doesn't hurt quite as much."

She grunted and thrust with her hand and I saw Lynne arch her back in pain.

"If I can get my hand up her cervix, I reckon I can fit my whole arm in," said Jackie.

Lynne was thrashing around on the bed and I knew it must have been hurting like hell as Jackie forced her way into Lynne's womb.  After almost twenty minutes of pushing and twisting, a very determined Jackie gave a triumphant yell and drove her arm forward.

A scream forced its way past the ball and gag and I knew Lynne was in a lot of pain as Jackie violated her womb, driving her arm deep inside Lynne's cunt.  I watched amazed as more and more of Jackie's arm disappeared between Lynne's thighs, all the way up to her elbow.

"Now that's impressive," I said in awe.

"No--" said Jackie with a sadistic grin, "this is."  She pressed her other hand up against her forearm and started sliding it into Lynne's pussy as well.

"You might want to take your first arm out... " I suggested, "at least to your wrist."

"Why make it easy on her?" Jackie replied.  "Besides, I like a challenge."

Slowly she slid her hand down her forearm and I watched as she forced her other hand up into Lynne's cunt.  It really was impressive to see Lynne with two fists buried deep inside her pussy.

I decided to get in on a little of the fun and after rubbing my fingers over Lynne's still wet thighs, shoved one finger up her ass.  I quickly realized she could take a couple more so they went in as well.  Then I had all four fingers of one hand in and I knew there was still room for improvement.  I copied Jackie, tucking my thumb against my palm, and watched as my entire hand disappeared up Lynne's ass.

This was incredible.  This gorgeous woman lying naked and bound in front of me now had two hands in her pussy and one hand buried up her ass.

Keeping her hands buried deep inside Lynne's cunt, Jackie turned around until she was sitting on top of Lynne.  That moved her body and hands out of my way which gave me better access to Lynne's ass--and it also showed off her double-stuffed pussy.  I figured I needed to work Lynne's ass over a little bit more before I imitated Jackie completely.  I began sliding my hand in and out of Lynne's ass, and soon I was pounding away at Lynne's hole much like Jackie had worked over her cunt.

I clenched my fist and began giving Lynne's ass a really good reaming.  Slowly, it became easier and easier to shove my fist inside Lynne's ass, and I knew her hole was getting well and truly stretched.  I ran my other hand over Lynne's thighs, which were still covered with sweat and pussy cream.  I pulled my first hand out, brought all of my fingers together and thrust them deep inside Lynne's ass.  I got all of my fingers buried up to my knuckles on the first try, but when I got to the palms of my hands it was a little more difficult.  I leaned forward, putting all of my weight on my hands and drove them deeper.  Slowly, bit by bit, I managed to force both hands inside Lynne's battered hole.

The pressure of her ring around my hands was intense.  I'd had one hand up my own ass before and knew the pain was intense--I could only imagine what two hands felt like.  And yet Lynne also had another two hands buried deep inside her cunt.  I didn't know about Lynne but I was getting extremely turned on by this.  I slid my hands halfway out of Lynne's ass then drove them back in even deeper, meanwhile Jackie started a double fist fuck of her own.

We got into a nice rhythm--I'd slide my hands out as Jackie would drive hers deep into Lynne's pussy, then as Jackie pulled her hands out I'd ram mine deep inside Lynne's ass.  Lynne made little moaning sounds around the gag, but there was nothing she could do as we gave her pussy and ass the fist fucking of the century.

Pussy cream poured out of Lynne's pussy, ran down between her ass cheeks and helped to lubricate my hands, but I was only human.  After ten minutes of pounding away I was exhausted and I pulled my hands out of Lynne's ass, leaving a gaping wide hole.  Jackie pulled her hands out of Lynne's pussy, which also stayed wide open.

"Damn, look how big we stretched her cunt and ass!" Jackie exclaimed.  She leaned over, "I think she'll need some serious laser surgery if she ever wants to fuck again and feel it.  Shit, she's got a huge clit, too."  She leaned closer and slid her fingers over the skin covering Lynne's clit.  I watched as Jackie tugged on Lynne's clitoral hood, pulling it aside, when all of a sudden Lynne's large pink clit popped into view.

"Time for a clamping, I think," said Jackie.

I handed her a clit clamp; it's like a nipple clamp but tipped with rubber to give it a good grip on a slippery clit.  Jackie took one look at it and tossed it aside.

"Give me one of the good ones," she said.

There's also an alternative method to getting a good grip on a naked clit.  You use a clamp with sharp, pointed tips--the points dig into the clit and no amount of tugging or shaking will get them off.  I gave Jackie a pointed clit clamp.

"That's more like it," she said.

She held the pointed tips either side of Lynne's exposed clit and turned the small wheel, tightening the clamp.  As soon as the points touched her sensitive clit, Lynne began twisting and turning.  I jumped on the bed and sat on top of Lynne, holding her in place so she couldn't move her hips.  Jackie put the clamp back into place and turned the wheel some more.  The tips dug into Lynne's vulnerable clit and I felt like I was riding the mechanical bull at the bar.  Lynne thrashed around as the sharp points dug into her clit, but the ropes on her hands and ankles held and all she could do was twist her lower body.  I dropped my entire weight on her body and forced her to lie still.

Jackie grabbed the clamp and gave the wheel another turn, setting off Lynne again.  Finally she calmed down, I guess she got used to the pain radiating from her violated clit.  I stood up and took the cord that was tied to Lynne's nipple rings.  I untied one nipple ring and passed the cord through the ring on the clamp biting into Lynne's clit--of course, that made Lynne thrash around again.  I pulled on the cord, and tied it back on to Lynne's other nipple ring.  It took Lynne a while to realize the pain in her clit was caused by her own movement, she just needed to lie still and it would go away on its own.

I glanced at my watch.  "Shit, my plane leaves in an hour."

I hadn't lied to Lynne to get her over here--I really was moving back east.  I turned to Jackie, "Can you give me a ride to the airport?"

"I don't have a car," she replied.

"That's ok, Lynne drove over here.  We'll take her car... I don't think she'll need it for a while."  I picked up Lynne's jeans from the floor, and a jingle told me the keys were in a pocket.  I took them out and tossed them to Jackie.

"Here, you drive.  Might be a good idea to leave her car at the airport, too... better there than here."

I grabbed the few things I wanted to take with me.  Jackie took my magic box.

"Bye Lynne," I said on the way out, "it's been a lot of fun.  I bet you're really glad you came over, aren't you?  Look me up if you're ever in New York... maybe we can do this again sometime."

We got outside and I threw my stuff into the back of Lynne's car while Jackie got in and started it up.

Tex, my landlord, was sitting out front with a few of his buddies.  They were the stereotypical biker types.  They all had long, greasy hair and full beards, and their big beer guts hung out of their little leather biker vests.

Tex strolled over.  "Leaving, huh?"

"Yeah, heading back to the Big Apple."

"That's good... but before you go, we've got a bit of a problem.  You didn't let me do an inspection.  You might have trashed the place and I'll have to fix it up, that could cost me.  Give me five hundred bucks and we'll call it even."

"I'll tell you what," I said, keeping an eye on Tex's buddies who had stood up and were coming over towards us.  They probably figured on getting a beating in on top of the shakedown.  "I left some stuff upstairs, some good stuff.  You go on up and check it out and tell me if you think it's worth five hundred bucks."

"Why would I want any of your shitty stuff," Tex growled.  One of his biker buddies cracked his knuckles in a very disturbing way.

"Look, just go upstairs and take a quick look at it.  If you like what you see, it's yours.  It's good stuff, I promise.  If you don't like it, I'll give you the five hundred bucks and we're square."

Tex motioned to his four buddies and they stood in front of the car, blocking us from leaving.  Jackie looked pretty nervous and I didn't blame her--Tex's buddies looked pretty nasty.  But I was sure if Tex would just go upstairs we'd get out of this ok.

"I'm gonna have a look at this stuff of yours," Tex said, "and you better be right.  It better be good shit or your ass is mine."

He walked inside and headed upstairs while his buddies gave each other silly little grins.  I knew they'd done this kind of thing before and enjoyed it--maybe a little too much--but boys will be boys.

A yell from upstairs turned everyone's head.

"Holy shit!"  Tex stuck his head out the window, "what kind of game are you playing here?"

"Hey," I said, acting offended, "do you want the stuff or not?  If you don't want it, just toss it out on the street and I'll give you the five hundred bucks.  But that's some good quality stuff there... I'm sure you can find a use for it."

Tex's head disappeared inside the window for a few seconds.  When it reappeared he had a sly little grin on his face and his tongue was licking his lips.  He reminded me of a snake eyeing a mouse.

"Yeah," he said, "you've got a deal.  Boys, let the man leave.  And get your asses up here--it's party time."

Tex's buddies headed inside and I jumped in the car.  Jackie stomped the accelerator and we got the hell out of Dodge, leaving Lynne behind to play with Tex and his nice friends--who probably wouldn't play nice at all.

But that was her problem.

THE END

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