Warden's Wife Pays His Debt Ch. 04

"You do now slut!" He belly laughed as he lined up a couple of long, fat lines.

"Please, I...I mean we, never do drugs...please don't make me do them now!"

"I don't give a fuck what you and your loser husband do or don't do, tonight you and I are gonna inhale a bunch of this shit and get ourselves in a great mood for fucking! "Snort that big one now!"

She reminded herself, "I need to do what he says for Grant..." Liv hesitated before she nervously reached for the rolled-up bill. It took her four attempts using both nostrils to get it all down. It burned momentarily before she felt the stirring effects of the medical grade cocaine. It had been a long time since she'd done coke, but despite her apprehension, she was quickly reminded of the pleasurable rush it gave her.

But even back in those enjoyable experiences in college, she had never tried anything like this stuff before.

Mylo quickly snorted the other huge line before shouting jubilantly, "Holy Fuck...that shit is GOOD!"

In spite of the circumstances and her already wasted condition, Liv Rawlins couldn't argue. She felt her big nipples hardening under her lingerie as a rush of vivacity overtook her.

Mylo noticed immediately, "Wow, look at those fucking nipples, obviously you agree!" He laughed before he continued, "But don't feel bad slut, this shit makes my dick hard too!" Mylo practically shouted as he led her gaze to his now nearly rock-hard dick. It had extended several more inches and had swollen noticeably.

Now Liv thought to herself that it wasn't just significantly bigger than her husband's, but it also dwarfed the porn star's big cock too.

"Bet those two bitches would love to get some real dick! What do you think slut?" Her captor bragged as he stroked it in front of her face.

Liv stared absently at Mylo's fully hard cock - the irony of the moment not lost on her. A few weeks previously, Grant had actually teased her while watching this exact scene about whether she would love to have sex with a guy hung like the porn star. She denied it for quite some time until he finally broke her down and got her to admit that she was at least intrigued by it.

They had had a lot of wine to drink that night and after further persistence, he actually got her to admit that the entire scene really turned her on - including the lesbian action! Once that cat was out of the bag, she teasingly kept up the banter and asked Grant if it would turn him on to have sex with two women at once. He nearly busted a nut immediately when she admitted it might be something fun to try sometime.

Her thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Mylo's gravelly voice, "How bout' you honey, you ever done any muff diving? Any of those nurses ever get a taste of the hot doctor's squirtin' quim?"

She shook her head nervously, wondering in her fog-filled head if he could actually read her thoughts.

"Haha, that didn't seem like too convincing a denial, but since we don't have any pussy here for you slut, you need to get those pouty lips focused on this big cock! But not before you line up another one!"

Over the next half hour, Mylo led the young wife further down a dirty journey of booze, smoke, coke, and dick sucking. He got pretty fucked up in his own right, mixing in several beers along the way, but he remained in much better condition than her. He was having more fun than he thought possible, but eventually the master bedroom bed beckoned.

In spite of her consistent objections, he could sense her defenses waning - her expression going from one of defiance and reluctance to one of intoxication and resistive denial.

"Okay bitch, time to give me a show! Pull that big cock from your mouth, get up, and give me a lap dance! Strip out of that sexy slutwear as you do it!"

Liv objected briefly before remembering the pledge she'd made to herself. She rose to her feet. Her head was spinning and the fear of exposing her naked body to him yet again gripped her. But the warden's wife was experiencing a drug-induced exuberance she had never felt, providing her the courage to do it.

As the young doctor stood in front of him, Mylo approvingly perused her body yet again. Her tits looked bigger to him now as they strained to be contained by the shear low cut lingerie. Her long neck and narrow shoulders, while lithely muscled, looked barely capable of supporting the oversized mounds on her chest. Her limber arms and legs provided a sexy femininity that made Mylo's heavy balls bounce together in anticipation.

As her hips began to sway, Mylo could now see a damp patch on the front of the teddy. He stroked his cock and watched.

Liv Rawlins had danced and stripped for her husband on more than one occasion and it obviously never failed to arouse him. It quickly had the same mesmerizing effect on her captor. Mylo checked out every sexy curve as he continued stroking his cock in long slow strokes, the wetness from Liv Rawlins mouth still providing a slippery lubricant for his masturbation.

Mylo gave her the same circular finger move as before and she slowly turned and waved her sweet ass for him. He told her to move closer until she danced directly in front of him. Her hip action hinted at a cowgirl prowess that he would soon test out. He watched and stroked.

The prison escapee then spanked her hard on the ass. She screamed in surprise and pain.

"Don't tell me you don't like that shit, you loved it when I did that on your husband's desk!"

She didn't respond but kept up her ass movements - a little more cautiously this time.

"He's not here to hear you, you can admit you loved it when I spanked your hot little ass! Say it slut!"

Again she didn't answer.

He spanked her hard again.

"Ugh...you're hurting me, please stop!" She begged.

A big smile came to Mylo's face as he noticed her inching closer to him, "Reach between your legs, teasingly unbutton that thing, and slowly lift the back for me. Show me your ass bitch!"

She gulped nervously before reaching between her legs and erotically unsnapping the crotch buttons with her nimble fingers. She let the damp material slip from her hold until both the front and back dangled enticingly. Mylo eyed her fat pussy lips as they played a game of hide and seek underneath the flaps of the hanging lingerie while her ass rotated around.

"Come closer!"

She moved directly in front of him.

"Lift that back part...slowly...uh-huh...yeah just like that. Shake that tight little ass! Umm...nice bitch!" He soaked in the arousing contours of her bubbled cheeks before he stuck his thumb in his mouth and brought the wet digit to her puckered sphincter. She practically jumped when he pressed against it. But after her startled response, she didn't pull away. He rubbed his slick thumb around her purple hole as his remaining fingers slipped lower and tickled her slippery taint.

Liv Rawlins moaned ever so slightly and kept up the swaying of her hips.

Her mind became a bucket of jumbled emotions. She had reluctantly committed to giving him what he wanted in an effort to keep her and her husband alive. But now the alcohol and drugs had further degraded her resolve to resist his perverted demands. And worse yet...his thumb felt really good rubbing her asshole!

Mylo could now feel her subtly pushing her ass back against him. He kept up the teasing of her hole as he ordered her to slip the straps from her shoulders, "Pull that shit down and let those big titties out!"

The warden's fucked-up wife slowly gyrated several more times before her fingers slipped into both thin straps and slid them over her narrow shoulders.

Moments later the rapist admired her exposed torso as the animal patterned lingerie bunched around her swaying hips. From his vantage point he could now see the partial profile of her full right tit as it protruded nakedly outside the confines of her slender ribcage, "The things I'm going to do with this body..." He said to himself between gritted teeth.

"Okay slut, now bend over with your legs straight like you did earlier and very slowly slide that lace over your ass and let it fall to the floor!" Mylo directed with excited eyes while his thumb continued making circular contours on her slippery asshole.

A reluctant gasp escaped the young wife's lips before she did as she was told.

Mylo watched as she bent at the waist and lowered her torso against her shapely legs. He could now see her huge tits as they hung taughtly against her chest, hardly succumbing to the effects of reversed gravity. Mylo moved forward in his seat and reached out with both hands and gripped her bunched up sexwear. He teasingly peeled it over her hips before letting it fall to the floor around her ankles.

The warden's wife's knees nearly crumpled as Mylo's long tongue took the place of his thumb on her asshole.

"Oh God...please don't do that. Haven't you already gotten what you wanted?" She pleaded between breathless gasps, hoping but not expecting him to relent.

"Bitch, I haven't even begun to get what I want! As a matter of fact, it's time for us to take this little party into the bedroom so I can do exactly that!" He smacked her ass with his open palm, eliciting a startled scream from the now completely nude wife. "Take some shit out of that box and meet me in the bedroom while I grab a couple of road sodas!"

She had now spun around and he could see a fearful gaze in her bloodshot eyes.

"Get the cuffs, nipple clamps, and motion lotion and be waiting for me with your legs spread on the bed! Do it now slut!"

She started to object, but thought better of it. She lowered her eyes and dutifully collected the sexcessories before moving unsteadily towards her bedroom.

When he entered the big master suite the lights were off and only the illumination from the hallway lights lit it enough for him to see inside. Liv had turned off all the lights, somehow thinking that if she couldn't actually see the debauchery, it wouldn't be as bad.

Mylo had other thoughts. "Don't make me search around for the fucking light switch bitch. I'm sure you and the hubby have some kind of mood lights in here or otherwise we'll do it with the lights on. Where the fuck is it?"

Liv swallowed nervously, her head was spinning in the darkened room, "It's over by the door..." she answered quietly.

Mylo found the bank of switches and quickly adjusted the room lighting to a muted darkness. He turned and nearly shit himself when he saw the sexy creature waiting for him on the big bed. The warden's wife's long legs were bent slightly at the knees and spread partially apart, enough so that Mylo could clearly make out the folds of her glistening pussy lips between her smooth toned thighs - her little dark patch framed just above her sex. Her perfect D-cups heaved above her well-toned stomach as her dark hair lay splayed against the thick pillows framing her gorgeous face.

This was a sight Mylo Dickenson never thought he would ever experience again in his life - an outrageously hot woman laying naked in bed waiting for him. But thanks to some kind of divine intervention here he was a free man, ready and willing to do what he did best...and here she was ready and unwilling to receive a fucking unlike anything she could imagine.

The aroused sex offender had fucked hundreds of women in his life, but he couldn't remember ever being more excited than he was at this moment. Unbelievably, it was the warden's own hot wife that lay spreadeagle for him in her own bed while her mother fucking husband lay bound, injured, and helpless not more than one-hundred feet away. This was going to be good...no this was going to be so much better than that!

This was worth dying for...

The warden's wife's unblinking eyes watched nervously as he approached the bed - his huge cock sticking straight out and his heavy reloaded balls dangling heavily against his muscular thighs. He took in the sight of her sexy body, "What'd you do with the kink stuff?"

"It's on the nightstand but..."

"...where's the key to the cuffs?" He demanded, cutting her off.

"Mr. Dickenson...please don't do this...there must be something else we can..."

"Shut the fuck up, where's the key bitch?"

"...it's there too." She answered defeatedly.

"Good! Now tell me you want me to cuff you to the headboard!"

"No please...why...why would I do that?" She whined, tears now forming in her scared eyes.

"Tell me slut! Beg me to cuff you to the bed and eat your pussy!"

"...no...Oh my God...there must be something else..."

"I can go outside and put a bullet in your husband's fucking head...how about that?"

"PLEASE NO...okay...okay!" She wailed with tears streaming down her cheeks, "Umm...yes...Mr. Dickenson...uh...please...oh God...can you please...jeez...please handcuff me to the bed..."

A big smile formed on his face, "Yeah I can do that slut, but why do you want me to?" He taunted as he knelt on the bed next to her, his huge cock now only a foot or so from her gorgeous face.

She stared at it with an uncomprehending gaze "...please don't make me..."

"Say it BITCH!"

"...oh God...please...Mr...uh..."

"Enough of the Mr. Shit, call me Mylo slut!"

Suddenly her thoughts turned to her tortured husband and the pact that she had made to herself, "Remember, I'm doing this for Grant!" Before she knew what she was saying, the words rolled off her tongue, "...Mylo...please cuff me to the bed and...uh...do it."

"Do what slut?"

"...Oh God...lick me...lick me between my legs..."

"More specific bitch!"

"Oh God...please...please eat my pussy Mylo!"

Mylo was on the young wife before she knew what was happening. The aroused sex offender quickly bound both of her wrists to the headboard and set about molesting her tits like a starving man. He sucked and bit her hardened nipples roughly before blazing a path down her taught stomach to her little fur patch. He pulled on her pubes with his teeth before snaking his long tongue into her moistened slit.

Liv Rawlins couldn't possibly have imagined how much this man craved the taste of pussy.

She soon found out.

Mylo hadn't experienced the tasty delicacy in nearly twenty years and he quickly made up for lost time. He buried his long tongue so deep in her that it felt like she was having sex again with her small-dicked boyfriend from college. Then he started his brilliant ministrations and she forgot about everything else in the world. She tried her best to resist the onslaught, but his tongue and lips relentlessly perused every sensitive nerve-ending within their skillful reach to the point that she found it impossible to deny him control of her nuptial landscape.

"You like it when I eat your pussy slut?"

"Please stop...uhn...Jesus...please! We can't do this...uhn...my husband...God..." she pleaded obligatorily as he intensified his heavenly assault on her married slit - every slippery probe and luscious lick of his long tongue finding another arousal-starved crease that begged for attention.

She couldn't get over how good he was making her feel. Liv had always loved when Grant or her previous boyfriends performed cunnilingus, but all of those experiences became forgettable memories as Mylo Dickenson expertly ate her quivering pussy better than anything she had ever felt.

"C'mon...tell me you want me to keep eating your pussy and make you cum! Say it! Say it slut!" Mylo could tell the young wife had never felt anything like what she was currently experiencing and it was only a matter of time before her dripping pussy let loose and gave him what he wanted.

"Don't call me that...uhn...Jesus...please st...stop..."

Mylo only increased his pace. He also inserted one of his long fingers inside her. The digit quickly found its destination.

Now with her G-spot scraped and her well-licked clit a pulsing bundle of dripping arousal, Liv Rawlins felt an indescribable sensation building deep inside her. She wanted so badly for it to go away, but Mylo's unrelenting expertise only drew it nearer. Now with her hands cuffed above her head and his face buried between her legs, there wasn't anything she could do except beg, "Please...uhn...Mylo...don't do this...please don't make me...uhn..."

"What slut?" He taunted as he raised his handsome face from between her legs, her wetness dripping from around his mouth.

"Please stop. Please don't make me...um...orgasm...it's wrong..." she whined.

"Yeah bitch it is wrong...I'm not going to make you orgasm, I'm going to make your horny pussy SQUIRT all over this fucking bed!" Mylo chided before he shoved her legs backwards and attacked her clit with a fervor she never imagined possible. Within a minute her previous resistive grunts became accepting moans. She knew there was nothing else she could do except...

"Cum bitch! Squirt that pussy juice all over this bed!" Mylo re-tongued her clit so expertly she could no longer control herself.

"Unh...uhn...oh God...please...Jeeeeesus...oooohhh...shhhiiiittt!

The warden's wife's hips lifted and shook frantically before a steady stream of ejaculate sprayed from her fat pussy lips and doused Mylo's face. The sex offender thirstily lapped at her eruption as it splattered all around his undeterred tongue, "That's it baby, squirt that fuckin' married juice all over my face! Damn, that's some good tastin' pussy..."

Her orgasm seemed to go on forever. When it finally subsided, her quivering hips sank back down against the dampened sheets and she gasped for badly needed air.

Mylo didn't give her long to recover as he quickly thrust his cum covered tongue into her open mouth - the startled wife surprisingly now experiencing the taste of her own essence. It was a flavor with which she was vaguely familiar. She'd sucked Grant's cock on occasion following intercourse, but now she was getting a mouthful.

After aggressively exploring her oral cavity he pulled briefly away, "Kiss me bitch, suck your cum from my tongue and when you're done with that, lick your cream from around the rest of my face! That squirtin' pussy of yours made a fucking mess!"

Tears formed in her eyes as the realization of what he was asking her to do sunk in. But nonetheless, she reluctantly began planting little kisses around his face before letting her tongue escape from between her lips. She could taste herself all over his skin. Suddenly she felt an overwhelming remorsefulness as her thoughts turned to her tortured husband..."OMG, I can't believe I'm licking my own cum from the skin of a man who isn't my husband..."

Those thoughts didn't last long.

Mylo Dickenson was now sliding the swollen head of his fat cock along her married pussy lips.

"Oh God, please don't do that, I'm not on the pill!"

Mylo laughed, "You think I fucking care about that slut? In fact that's all the more reason that I'm going to fuck your brains out bitch! I'd love nothing more than to cuckold your fucking husband with my potent seed!"

"God...ugh...please...there must be something else...I'll take you in my mouth again...please!"

"That's right slut, you will take me in your mouth again, but right now, this tight little married pussy of yours is going to milk a big load from my swollen balls!" He bragged as the fat head of his cock sunk between her slippery lips and took up residence within her.

"...Oh Jeezus...it's too big...God...please take it out...please!"

A shitty grin formed on his face as he watched her facial contortions, "Yeah it's fucking big alright, but we both know it'll fit...it already did for a couple of hours in your husband's office earlier, didn't it slut?"

"No, it was too...uhn...big...it hurt me...ugh!" She gasped as Mylo sunk several more inches of his stone-hard cock into her.