Konrad's Memoirs Ch. 04

'I will keep beating you until you shut up!' I yelled and miraculously, the flood of words from her mouth seized. She still whimpered and yelped every time I hit her, but that was it. I stopped beating her and leaned over her back, roughly grabbing her face and spinning it round towards me as if trying to break her neck. My own face was just an inch or two away from hers. 'If you say another word, I'll beat you until you're unconscious and bleeding.' I whispered furiously. 'Understand?' I shook her head in demand for a response.

A vigorous nod followed and I could see fear in her eyes. This wasn't a game any longer and she did not know whether it was really her concern that provoked my fury or was it coming anyway, just in a different place in the house.

I did not care where it happened; anywhere was fine for me. Well, maybe not in the cellar; I was sure my balls would have frozen right off my body in there.

I grabbed the packet of butter and kicked Lottie's legs apart. She took the hint and spread them wide, letting me drop to my knees behind her. I placed the packet on the small of her back and with trembling hands tore the soft cloth off. I didn't care if I stained anything at this point. I placed the soft yellow cube on one of the carpeted stairs that served as our support and dug my fingers deep in it, pulling off a good chunk, slapping it on top of her ass, which now served me as a makeshift table.

I broke off a smaller piece of butter and rubbed it over her asshole, making her shift uncomfortably, not uttering a word. My previous threats obviously hit the target and she quietly suffered in anticipation of the dreaded moment.

I slipped my greasy finger deep inside her ass, trying to lubricate her as well as was possible. I pulled out and slid off another piece of butter, inserting it in her ass, pushing my finger in and out of her ass, making her shiver each time the finger was buried all the way inside her. She whimpered each time my finger entered her.

The little chunk of butter that remained sitting on top of her ass, which thinking of it now was a very comical sight, I rubbed all over my cock, making sure that I myself would not get hurt either.

Finally the job done, I took a closer step on my knees towards her, grabbing her hip with one hand, the other positioning my cock on her asshole.

'Be still!' I commanded and carefully pushed forward, my cock's head popping in easily.

'Aaaaawwwww!' screamed Lottie and I stilled for a moment, letting her get used to the intruder. Her breathing was very shallow now; her arms were trembling as if she would not be able to support her weight for much longer.

'It'll get better,' I whispered and pushed farther, another scream from Lottie greeting my success. My wide cock was stretching her hole, presenting me with a rather bizarre view.

I tried to be careful and go slow, but she was so tight and warm it drove me crazy. Every time I stuck my cock inside of her, heck, every time I simply had it in her vicinity I was ready to cum. My cock was throbbing again and it was not even half way in. I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself a bit. This one I wanted to last, this time I will show her that I'm not some 18-year old stable boy who cannot hold his own to the fullest.

I pushed in another inch and she jerked forward, the stairs preventing her from escaping. She tried not to scream out loud, perhaps becoming aware of how close to the main street we were, pavement undoubtedly full of people running home through the pouring rain. Someone might pause at the door long enough to hear her scream. She clasped her lips together and each scream as I pushed deeper came out as an 'mmmmmmmmmmm'.

'That's a good girl!' I gasped. I leaned over her body and grabbed her by the shoulders, pulling myself up and burying the second half of my cock deep inside her.

'Aauuuu!' she screamed this time, unable to hold it in any longer. 'Pleeeaaaa.....sssseeee!' she continued yelling, but I ignored it.

The moaning, yelling and screaming only seemed to fire me up more and I was ready to fuck her hard like I had wanted to for a long time now.

'It's all in now,' I said and pulled out a bit, only to slide back in again.

'Au, au, aaauuuu!' yelled Lottie.

'It'll get better, you'll see,' I gasped. Even I didn't believe that, but I could not stop now. I started pumping inside of her; gently at first, pulling out just a bit and carefully pushing back inside.

She seemed to hurt just as much every time though, each of my movements causing her to scream and yell with her body jerking as if trying to get away from me, blocked by the stairs and weighed down by my own body.

'Oh, Lottie!' I whispered as I sped up the pace a bit. 'You're so beautiful, sweetheart.' I said, however, this time those words did not have the same effect as before. She continued crying and screaming.

I let go of one shoulder and brought my hand down towards her stomach, slipping over it, placing my fingers on her clitty. I wanted her to enjoy this at least a little bit. I knew I was hurting her and was well aware that when this was over I would probably feel a pang of regret for doing this to her. But at this particular moment, there was no going back for me. As my fingers started drumming against her pussy, she violently pushed it away.

'Don't do that!' she screamed, which was followed by a long howl of pain. 'Not now!' she added and I did not refuse her. She wanted it over and despite my best efforts I felt that it would not take much longer before I could grant her that, too.

To this day I cannot understand the effect that Lottie had on me and on my cock. I could never last long with her, no matter how hard I tried. She was beautiful, yes. However, I have known and fucked many a women who were absolutely gorgeous compared to her. She was naïve and shy, but no other virgin that I had, and those were numerous, too, has had that effect on me. It was just something about her that made my body burn with desire. Making me lose my head and rush towards the ultimate moment of bliss, not caring for anything around me.

I started pumping faster, my strokes becoming more powerful, her pudgy, white body wobbling with each of my thrusts. The stronger I fucked her, the more she screamed and each scream seemed to bring me closer to the inevitable and desired moment of orgasm.

'Oh, Lottie,' I whispered urgently. 'Here we go, baby!' I squeezed her shoulders in an iron grip and started grinding into her with all my might. I have never imagined she could let out a scream as loud as she did. The whole street must have heard her. She actually squalled like a stabbed pig! To my utter amazement, her body seemed to respond to my assault and I could not swear on it, but I do believe she pushed back to meet my cock each time I thrust inside.

Despite the chill in the house, my body was covered in sweat and so was Lottie's. Cold beads of perspiration slid down the side of my face and I could feel Lottie's skin becoming slippery, some due to the butter that by now I had managed to accidentally smear all over her body.

I joined her screams with deep groans, almost growls as I pushed inside of her soft body. Her hands finally gave way and she awkwardly let her upper body rest against the stairs, her ass still high up in the air, which gave me an even better access.

I pounded her from behind, the way I always liked it the most. I was like a mad man set loose and poor Lottie had to take it all, which I have to add, she did very well. I noticed that her head was hitting the stair now, but at that moment, I could've cared less.

My balls were tingling, my moment was coming and was getting ready to shoot my entire load deep inside her.

'Oh, Lottie!' I whispered for the umpteenth time, and felt my cock throbbing, spasming with my hot spunk spraying the well-oiled insides of her ass. 'Lottie, Lottie, Lottie!' I repeated with each shot, finally slowing my pumping down.

I could feel my cock going limp inside her, but I wanted to keep myself in the warm place as long as I possibly could. I slumped over her body, my face cheek to cheek with hers, rubbing against her tear-stained skin.

Lottie's screaming seized and she simply half knelt, half squatted there, crying openly now, trembling under my weight.

As if from a great distance, I heard a knock on the door, but neither one of us budged for a few moments. I was exhausted beyond belief. I dare say the same went for Lottie.

At the persistence of knocking I finally moved and let my limp cock slip out of her ass, which was followed by a rich fart. Never seizing to amuse me, Lottie's hand shot to her ass covering it, as if not believing that the sound just came from her. I got up, my knees and ankles popping as if I was an old man. The pain in my toe returned with a vengeance, sending throbbing discomfort all the way up my leg.

I picked up the velvet blanket that was now stained with butter and some of my spunk, which dripped out of her ass, mixed with her own blood. The assault was more brutal than I wanted it to be. I didn't care. I wrapped myself in it and walked to the door, carefully cracking it open just an inch, preventing the intruder to see inside.

To my great relief, it was my coachman Peter. A faithful servant, no doubt on an errand at the orders of my wife.

He nodded, ignoring my attire and I returned a nod without a word. I closed the door and walked up the stairs where I slowly dressed myself. I was too tired to bother with Lottie now and as I finally descended the stairs, she was still at the same spot where I left her, kneeling at the bottom of the stairs now, an odd image of a girl in prayer.

When I reached her, I bent down, grabbing her by the hair and lifting her face toward me. I kissed her softly on the lips, all passion that I felt a little while ago now gone, overtaken by exhaustion.

'I'll be back.' I said and she simply closed her eyes. 'Read the book.'