Warden's Wife Pays His Debt Ch. 04

He laughed again, "You sure had a funny way of showing pain, creaming all over my dick was a sign of displeasure? Besides even if it was, you should be used to it now!" He growled as he shoved himself deeper into her slippery hole before dropping his head and biting one of her rock-hard nipples.

She yelped, "Uhn...shit...God...why...why are you doing this...uhn?"

"For a smart doctor lady you sure are stupid! I'm doing it cuz that mother fucking husband of yours needs to get a taste of his own medicine, but mostly I'm doing it because I've been in prison for two decades and this horny pussy of yours is now going to give me everything I've been missing out on! Oh Fuck Yeah...squeeze my cock!" Mylo wailed as most of his huge dick was now impaled inside her tight married tunnel.

For the next several minutes he watched her beautiful face writhe as he worked his manhood in and out of her fuck hole. This bitch really was tight. With her wrists bound above her head and her long legs now pulled back around his bulging biceps he set about giving her a sound fucking. Breathless grunts and moans escaped her lips and her big tits jiggled enticingly as he increased his pace, "Feels good don't it bitch?"

"...Uhn...too big," was her only response. Her eyes closed tightly.

"You sure about that slut?" Mylo goaded as he sawed his blood-filled cock deep into her again and again. "You're married pussy is taking the whole fucking thing! Some bitches can only take about half!" He laughed as his heavy balls bounced off her ass yet again.

"Tell me you love it slut! Tell me you love my huge cock!"

"I will never...uhn...uhn...!"

Mylo could tell her unconvincing mouth was saying one thing, but the secretions bathing his veiny cock from the walls of her dripping pussy told another.

"It's okay, your husband isn't here, you can say it! You can say how good it feels inside you. We both know you're cum all over it again! Huh slut?"

Liv Rawlins hated him for his cocky arrogance and degrading dialogue, yet she found herself increasingly incapable of denying the pleasure that was building between her legs. Like earlier in her husband's office, Mylo's sexual prowess and his magnificent cock had brought her more sexual satisfaction than anything she'd ever felt. In spite of her un-consenting cries for yield, the toe-curling climactic feelings she endured bent over her husband's desk were now engrained in her mind.

Now those feelings were building again.

The setting and situation were different this time, but the outcome wouldn't be. The gorgeous wife was now in the soft confines of her master bed, albeit with her wrists bound, while a surreal combination of booze and drugs coursed through her, lowering her inhibitions but not her sensitivity. As it had at the prison, her rapist's huge cock railed into her unmercifully. However, unlike her earlier taking from behind, she now stared into the evilly handsome face of the sex-starved assailant.

An assailant who continued pounding into her with reckless abandon - both of their naked bodies covered in sweat.

"Say it slut!" Mylo grunted. "Tell me you love it! Tell me not to stop!"

"No...uhn...unh..."

"Tell me how much better my big cock feels than your husband's little tool! Beg me to make you cum!"

"Oh God...uhn...no...I can't...uhn...uhn...please don't make me say it!"

He roughly yanked her legs over his shoulders and increased his assault.

"Oh God!" She screamed in fear and arousal.

That final maneuver pushed the warden's sated wife over the edge. As Mylo's incredible cock plunged deeper into her than it had at any point, her dam finally burst.

"Noooo...Gaawwwdd...ooohhh...ooohhh...I'm Cummmminnnggg!!"

The pleasure that had been building within her sinewy body now all culminated in an overwhelming climactic stirring that started in the tips of her nipples and blazed all the way to the ends of her toes. An orgasm unlike anything she had ever experienced ripped through her in an uncontrolled torrential wave of pleasure. Her announcement was followed by a series of unnatural guttural wails confirming the depth of her satisfaction as her eyes rolled back in her tilted head and her un-breathing mouth remained agape.

Mylo watched her beautiful face writhe in ecstasy as her pussy contracted around his thick cock so tightly he could actually feel his circulation being constricted. Suddenly a wave of wetness gushed around his manhood from every sated membrane from her deepest depths to her obscenely stretched lips. Liv Rawlins' cum was so intense that it seeped around the edges of her cock-stuffed opening. But it wasn't until Mylo pulled the massive cork from her plugged hole that the magnitude of her eruption showed itself. A blast of cum shot from her previously dammed opening, soaking his balls and the sheets beneath.

"WHOA! HOLY SHIT! CUM ALL OVER THAT BIG COCK! YEAH BITCH, BIGGEST ONE YET!" Mylo shouted. "WE FUCKED UP, WE SHOULD HAVE SAVED THAT ONE FOR THE WARDEN!"

Mylo Dickenson needn't have worried, there would be many more...

*****

Now as the warden's well-fucked wife lay in her bed the following morning, her guilt was profound, "...Damn Liv...it doesn't matter how wasted you were, or whether you were doing it for Grant's protection, you didn't have to suck and fuck that huge cock so enthusiastically...How could you do those things, especially while Grant lay injured and tormented in the car?"

Yet as she admonished herself for not having had more restraint, her mind wandered to the unadulterated pleasure she felt when Mylo fucked her in ways she never dreamed imaginable. When she'd first seen the sex-crazed hunger in his eyes at the prison, she had feared for her life, even before he tore her clothes off and bound and gagged her on her husband's desk. And then when she came to grips with the dreadful acceptance that she would soon be another of his countless rape victims, she mentally prepared herself for physical pain, humiliation and torture.

But it hadn't gone that way.

Yes the sexual predator treated her roughly - lots of ass spankings, breast-slapping, hair-tugging, and endless filthy verbal goadings...but instead of those things causing physical pain and emotional suffering, they ended up contributing to Liv Rawlins' indescribable pleasure. Eventually after she'd given herself to him, she actually got off on it.

Mylo's rape modus operandi had never been about significant physical violence, he never beat or choked his victims, but rather he got off on threatening and converting terrified, reluctant women into pliable, willing sex toys incapable of denying his forceful advances. The sex offender loved to pleasure his victims in ways their husband's or boyfriend's could never imagine and make the tormented men watch or listen as their wives or girlfriends morphed into his inevitable fuck sluts.

But he also certainly didn't mind having a little sadistic fun along the way...

Liv's large nipples had been clamped at some point during the night. She had unsuccessfully pleaded and begged Mylo mercifully for reprieve. He only laughed. The evil nipple toys were one of the few things in the Rawlins' kink box that she had never allowed Grant to use on her. Her husband had surprised her with them following a business trip years before. Intrigued but scared, she could never bring herself to endure that kind of perceived pain, so she always deferred.

Mylo Dickenson had no such inhibitions - he forcefully clamped both on her big succulent nubs after cuffing her hands behind her back. She screamed in agony and begged him over and over to remove them until he scooted around and lined up his cock with her sexy lips and fed it to her for liberation. Eventually she became so wrapped in trying to accommodate his dick in her stuffed throat that she forgot about the pain on her chest...so much so that when he yanked his erupting tool from her mouth and thoroughly plastered her heaving breasts, she actually experienced a grunting orgasm without physical stimulation. He was so stunned at her reaction that he unlocked the cuffs and had her remove the sticky cum-covered clamps and use his jis as lotion to relieve her reddened swollen nipples.

Meanwhile Mylo's sexual prowess never wavered and the endless sex had her climaxing in ways she never imagined. He took her in every position imaginable, but their mating always seemed to culminate with her on her hands and knees, a position her husband rarely contorted her into. The sex-thirsty rapist didn't tire of fucking her doggie style with her hands gripped tightly to the sheets or cuffed to the headboard as he spanked her incredible ass and railed into her relentlessly.

Liv Rawlins quickly learned why her captor preferred this position...she couldn't deny its decadence as he ripped countless orgasms from her married pussy as he fucked the hell out of her from behind.

He, on the other hand, hadn't been so discerning about where he shot his sperm-filled loads...in her fertile pussy, on her narrow back, all over her huge tits, in her mouth, down her warm inexperienced throat, around her beautiful face and in her thick dark hair...

...And of course in her tight sexy ass.

The warden's wife had begged him not to do it as she'd never been penetrated there before and was truthfully terrified of his size, but he forcefully reminded her who was in charge while threatening her husband with additional bodily injury and torture unless she relented. He taunted her to the point she eventually pleaded with him to take her anally.

The cruel rapist had teased her with his tongue and fingers in her puckered sphincter throughout the night and witnessed the effect it had on her as she yelped, moaned and climaxed time and time again. He knew from those reactions, that once the horny bitch got accustomed to his huge cock, she'd love it in her ass too.

It took awhile for her to take him fully, but eventually his theory was proven correct as her final orgasm of the night was the most powerful he witnessed as he rammed unstoppably in her rectum while squeezing her bounding tits and talking filthily in her ear. Finally she had screamed and begged him not to stop so loudly that he thought her husband might hear all the way from the garage as she sprayed cum all over his heavy swinging balls as they emptied themselves all around her spectacular ass.

The two of them then passed out exhaustedly on the soiled bed.

*****

Now the time had come for her to face her molester again this morning. As she crawled from the bed, her hangover intensified but she wandered nakedly to the bathroom to relieve her aching bladder nonetheless. As she sat on the toilet, she could feel the sticky mess that still coated her ass and seeped across her splayed pussy lips. It took a large handful of wipes to clean herself when she was done. She returned to the bedroom, contemplating what she should wear. Liv thought about putting on her large robe but remembered a warning that Mylo had given her about wearing only lingerie while he was in charge. She wrestled with her clothing choice before nervously pulling a black lace babydoll from her lingerie drawer and slipping it over her sex fatigued body.

Liv Rawlins returned to the bathroom and stared into the mirror in disbelief. Her hair was a mess and her mascara was smeared around her eyes. But what alarmed her most was the significant number of hickeys and bite marks that were scattered across her neck and exposed cleavage. She took several minutes to apply cover-up to the numerous sex marks. She slipped the lingerie from her shoulders and let it fall from her breasts. She gasped out loud. Her typically pristine nipples looked rough and reddened. A large collection of Mylo's markings congregated around them, in addition to a heavy coating of his dried flaky discharge. She did her best to obscure the mess before covering them back up with the babydoll.

As she brushed her hair, her thoughts returned to Grant and what his mental and physical condition must be like following the long night.

She would find out soon. It wouldn't be good...

Her heart beat quickly as she tiptoed out of the bedroom on her way to the living room. As the young wife came around the corner, she couldn't believe what she saw. Some type of news conference blared loudly from the large television. Mylo Dickenson sat in Grant's recliner wearing only a pair of her husband's silky black boxers.

But it was neither of those things that triggered her heart now being in her throat.

Sitting across from the convict on the large sofa was her sullen faced husband. The respected prison official wore fewer clothes than his captor. The only thing on her husband's body was a stainless steel chastity cock cage that had been slipped over his shriveled dick and secured around his middling balls. His good arm was uncomfortably handcuffed above and behind him to one of the wrought-iron bars on the backing of the couch.

That all would have been frightening enough, but the most disturbing sight for the worried wife was the large secured ball-gag stuffed deep in her husband's mouth. The tormented warden was incapable of removing it with his non-secured hand as he couldn't lift the wounded extremity out of his lap.

Both men looked up and saw her simultaneously. Her husband's eyes opened wide while a large smile filled the face of the brazen prison escapee, "Well good morning Sugar Pussy, we've been waiting for you!"

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