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A Different Kind of Meeting [GuyverGuy and ShortSighted]

"Don't worry, you'll get used to it. That's why I'm doing this."

He let his arm set for a moment, so she could better get used to the girth of his arm situated to deeply inside her. No longer then a minute later he was back at it, pushing past the bump of his elbow as the bicep of his arm tried to shift it's way in, his fists end sliding from side to side to try and make her depths wider so passage could be easier. Her ass was just still so tight around his arm, it told him to keep going, get more of it inside of the tight little thing.
 
Mandy was grateful that he stopped moving, her ass trying get get back to it's small size but his arm preventing it. He soon started pushing again causing Mandy to scream once more, almost on the verge of passing out as he pushed his elbow past her opened hole.

"No...No...No..." She mumbled, her head bent forward as she stared at the ground. The pressure in her ass was horrible and her stomach was cramping up as well as a horrible pressure on her bladder. The girl wanted the toilet desperately as the pressure in her ass increased causing her bladder to be pushed.

"No more..." She begged. "No more."

Her ass was more or less ready for a cock. It had been well stretched by his arm which was so far up her back tunnel that it was most likely, unless he was completely huge, that he'd get as far as his arm. All Mandy could do was pray that it would all be over soon.
 
Trevor was pleased, even though she had protested him...her body had reacted just wonderfully. Just the way he had wanted, so he could finally start the process of pulling his arm back out of her. He took his time, watching as more and more of his arm, then his elbow then forearm slipped free of her. His saliva had been spread deep within her, and her tight passage spread wider with it. He marveled at her gaping hole as the last of his fist finally left her, the sight brought his cock all a quiver, and reminded him of how painful it was bound by the fabric of his pants.
"You're ready! I'm ready!"
He brought himself to his feet, a wide smile on his face with the occasional grimace. Until finally he unbuckled the khaki's, and made quick work of the zipper down the middle. He sighed as the pressure released, and his full erection tasted Freedom, he had barely managed to contain the 13.4 Inch monster all that time, the bulbous head, nearly matched his fist for size...apparently he'd been repaid for the lose of his sanity.
""Finally, Finally!"
He didn't waste any time situating himself behind her, fat cock's head pushing into the hole he'd spent the night getting ready for this. He wrapped a hand around her side to get good leverage as he pushed his hips forward with meticulous ease.
 
Mandy screamed as his arm left her ass and it was left gaping wide open. She couldn't believe it. She was glad it was over and slowly her ass began to close up and return to it's normal size. She could hear a zipper been moved though and she realised he was stripping off and her ordeal wasn't over. Struggling slightly Mandy tried to get out but she could hardly move, her ass on fire still.

Mandy felt her cheeks getting spread again and a new thing was pushing against her asshole. She soon realised it was big but didn't think that it was his cock. Struggling and crying Mandy was begging him again not to do it. Her asshole was slowly forced to open up once again for his cock as it entered her tiny hole and stretched it open, it clamping straight down on his organ tightly. As he entered, her feet came off the floor as she was forced to sit on his cock, her feet not able to touch the ground.

"It hurts." She whispered, crying her eyes out, her throat sore from the screaming as she now knew what it was like to be attached to his cock via her ass and hoped that he wouldn't move at all once in.
 
Trevor's world had suddenly become nirvana, his body was on fire, the feeling of her warm ass passage embracing his even warmer cock sent signals flying through his body...he could barely remain on his feet as the glorious feeling overtook him. As he forced more and more of his shuddering shaft into her his body nearly gave out as he just managed to keep himself from blowing up right then and there. Finally, as his hips hit her ass, he had pushed his full length inside of her, and he didn't want to move just yet, basking in the feeling of every inch of him cradled in her. Her words where like whispers in the wind, he could barely hear her.

"Ah. Been waiting so long..."

The only warning she was given, as he pulled himself backward, freeing half his length from her tight embrace, before he pushed it back in as slowly as he had the first. He could do little be groan as the feeling overtook him again. He groaned again, and again as he kept pulling and shoving himself into her tight asshole.
 
Mandy felt her body finally against his and realised her back passage was stuffed on his pole. She was glad in a way that she was chained up hanging and not left to hang on his pole. She could imagine that he was one to get off on sick stuff like walking around the house naked with a girl's ass around his cock. She found herself wondering how many girls he'd done the same thing to.

She was pulled from her thoughts as she felt him starting to pull out. She felt like she wanted to shit but then he suddenly pushed back into her. He started up a steady in and out rhythm with her sore ass. Crying her eyes out she continued to beg him to stop abusing her wrecked ass. He was totally destroying her tight hole, it slowly loosening around his shaft as he sawed in and out of the small hole, her cheeks opened wide smacking his hips.
 
The only thing reaching his ears were the sounds of their bodies meeting, the nasty smacking sound created each and every time driving him on. It only turned him on more, his smooth rhythm turning frantic for a moment; barely getting an inch out before he was plunging back in to hear the smack of his hips on her ass again. Until he regained control, pulling both his arms around her his whole lower body become a sledge hammer, his motions slower but with much power. He dragged himself free until only the head of his cock remained before he shoved himself deep again; lifting her further into the air each time...he could even vaguely make out the chains that held her making noise.
 
As his tempo changed and he really started to hammer into her ass, her screams became louder and her fingers clawed at the chains trying to get herself some release from the horrible ass fucking she was now receiving. She was no where near touching the ground any more and was a wailing mess. She couldn't help but wet herself from the pain and pressure on her bladder and she felt even more humiliated as she hung there attached to his monstrous cock through her ass. Her body shaking and sweating and her breasts bouncing around under her shirt and bra. At least she was still dressed, she thought.
 
His thoughts were all a mess, his thoughts dominated by the urge to have every single bit of her. His rhythm randomly changing from one swift thrust, to rapid quick ones where he barely pulled half his length out before he was back inside of her, until finally he'd drag himself nearly fully out and ram back in just as hard as he had originally; moving her and the chains. His eyes wondered over her, and he was instantly angry at the clothing that kept him from seeing that pale white flesh he so loved.

He could not speak, words just got caught and garbled. No, he just reached a hand up into the collar of her hoodie and pulled, trying to get the annoying zipper down, so he rip the the piece of clothing away, if he could just get the main part away so he could rip away her shirt he wouldn't care. In tune with his anger, his cock was dragged fully from her...before he pounded it back in, balls deep, with his full strength.
 
Mandy was still crying and balling her eyes out. She felt his rhythm changing from fast to slow often and pulling out either half of his cock before slamming back in or only a little. He was taking no mercy on her ass and her cheeks were red and bruised from the thrusting. The problem with her clothes was that her arms were chained and her hood was think and wasn't the easiest to tear. The zipper came down easily but with her arms above her the hoodie didn't want to come from her body.

Everything soon became too much for Mandy and as his cock completely left her and then slammed straight back in, the young girl passed out, her body and mind unable to take what he was doing to it now as her ass was on fire and felt like it had being split in two.
 
Trevor wasn't in the right mind to understand that he probably wasn't going to be able to just yank the Hoodie clean from her body. His head was going blank as his thrusts become quicker, his body losing control as his limit approached. His cock was shivering in her depths, aching each time it had to leave and crying in joy each time it returned. His breathing was ragged as he tried to articulate just how close he was to the edge...but again the only thing that came out where groans and garbled sounds.

Then, with one last, powerful thrust he groaned a long, drawn out sound. His whole body shuddered as his thick semen spewed from the tip of his member. He held himself deep inside, wanting to spray his seed into her, even though he knew, somewhere it didn't serve any purpose, except for it excite him. It took minutes for his orgasm to finish, and another for him to regain his breath... and then he finally lifted her up, his cock still firmly planted in her ass, and released the chains from her wrist that bound her.

He was tired, his vigorous actions finally catching up with him. The energy he had once had left him quickly...and he barely managed to walk them both over to the bed off in the corner. He unceremoniously dropped on his side, her with him...and without fight drifted off to sleep- cock still firmly planted in her ass, arm draped over her side holding her close as he did.
 
Mandy finally started to come around from the horrific events a couple of hours later. She shook violently as she realised that Trevor was still in her ass and they were now on his bed and he was asleep. Her arms and ass ached and he held onto her tightly. Mandy whimpered and cried, her ass still tightly wrapped around his softened organ. She lay there quietly before trying to move, hoping to move off of his organ without waking him.

She whimpered and cried, as she tried to pull herself off his cock without waking the man. It was firmly lodged up her ass though and was hard to dislodge it from her ass without causing pain from the position she was in.
 
No such luck, Trevor was a fairly light sleeper, maybe it came from his paranoia, always worried as he was, even in his sleep. But, he was so exhausted from earlier that he hadn't been woken fully, he was still in a slight stupor...so she might have evaded his anger for the moment. Instead all he did was pull her closer, tightening his arm around her.
"...Mandy? Go back to sleep, we can play more later."
He mistook her intentions, and maybe that's why he didn't lash out at her. If she kept it up, he might just realize and...well. Unlike him, his shaft was awake, and all the movement of her tight ass was starting to make it grow again as it still sat inside her.
 
Mandy froze as he grabbed her tightly and pulled her back onto him. Whatever part of her ass had managed to get off of the invading organ was now back on it as her ass was against his hips once more. Crying once more and exhausted, she felt his cock twitching, starting to grow a little inside of her ass again causing another cry.

"I need the toilet." Mandy whimpered. It was a lie, but she hoped that it would get him out of her and hoped she had a chance at escape if she did. "Where's the toilet?"
 
He registered her words, but still didn't want her to get up. So he used his authority, he was her Master...she had to listen to him. Even about going to the bathroom, but he was quickly waking up, and once he got up she wouldn't be going back to sleep.
"You already went earlier, hold it until later. Now go back to sleep."
His cock was still growing in her ass, almost to it's full girth even, which helped her master along as he woke up.
"Back to sleep..." He trailed off.
 
Mandy was afraid of getting into trouble and punished, fighting to try and stop herself from getting off his cock as it grew to its full length and opened her up wide once again causing a little yelp. She lay there silently as she tried to figure out what to do. She couldn't sleep, her body was in too much pain and her ass was on fire again. She looked around the room, trying to see if there was anything that gave away Trevor's plans for her, hoping that once he'd finished he'd let her go.

Her ass continued to hold onto the cock inside it, like a second skin against the organ it was that tight around it.
 
Trevor yawned, finally far to awake to try and get back to sleep himself. Good that she had stopped fighting before he came around. A little grunt followed his yawn, as the feeling of her tightness around him fully hit.
"Ohhh. Such a dirty girl Mandy. Already squee-" He yawned again"-zing me"
His arm around her kept her close, as he tried to sit up, so he could roll himself around to get his feet on the ground, then get to them so he could walk...he was hungry, and she was just along for the ride.
"I think it's breakfast time, right?"
 
Mandy hadn't slept much and it looked like she wasn't going to be allowed any more sleep either. Hoping that he'd pull out now she let out a startled cry as he got to his feet, holding her close to him, her feet off of the ground and kept himself inside her. "Breakfast." She mumbled. "But I need the toilet." She told him again, hoping that he'd let her off of his organ to relieve herself despite it been a lie.
 
He dropped his voice dangerously low, an angry whisper in her ear as he spoke.

"I thought I told you. LATER! You go when I let you!"

He huffed, and started the walk out of his room, his steps bumping her up and down on his organ as he walked. He kept her flush to his body with his arm. Until he was bothered yet again, by his old nemeses, her hoodie. An unexplained hated for it had formed since last night. He stopped just outside the living room, which led to the kitchen...where breakfast would be had.
"Damned Hoodie! I want it off now! Now!"
If she didn't take it off herself, he'd have to do it, and then he'd have to punish her for not listening properly.
"Oh...and what should we have for breakfast?"
 
Mandy fell silent as he denied her the toilet again and sounded angry. She understood now that he wasn't going to let her go. When he didn't remove her hoodie she realised that he wanted her to remove it and slowly she did, dropping it onto the floor. She now hung with her ass on a cock, her feet off the ground with her panties around her knees now and left in a skirt and a shirt.

"I like toast." She whimpered quietly when he asked what they should have.
 
He smiled, her obedience made him so very happy, as if everything in the world was going exactly as it was supposed to. He would make her toast, since she liked it and had done what he had told her she at least deserved some toast. Trevor leaned down and gave her a soft kiss on the head.
"How about some Toast and outmeal then?"
He started to walk again, sighing gentle as he felt her start to bounce on his shaft as he moved. Sliding his hand under her shirt until it came to rest on her stomach.
 
Mandy nodded quietly. "Oatmeal and Toast sounds good." She told him quietly wondering when she was going to be allowed off of him or if this was going to be her position for a while. She felt herself bouncing as he walked, her small ass moving up and down a little on his cock as he held her stomach. Her hands dangled at her side as he walked with her attached like a puppet to him while he sorted out breakfast for them. She wasn't sure if she was supposed to help.
 
He headed into the kitchen, flipping the overhead light on. It was a simple room, with a small table in the center, the white fridge in the corner with the standard stove/oven built in the counter next to it. And next to that, the sink. There were a few cabinets attached to the wall, he walked on over and opened one. Pulling down a box full of multiple flavors of outmeal, he put it down on the counter.
"Pick a flavor for us. Then put it in the bowls."
He said to Mandy in his even tone, as he pulled a pair of bowls out from the sink, and sat them in front of her. Then he busied himself with dropping a pair of bread slices in the toaster. His free hand wondered further up her body under her shirt, rubbing gentle circles on the flesh just under the bra, how he wished it wasn't there... ah, when she was done cooking he'd have her take it off, yeah.
"Don't you think you'd be more comfortable without your shirt and bra, Mandy?"
 
Mandy picked the strawberry flavour for them both and got working on making them both oatmeal quietly. She felt his hand running up her shirt to her 36c breast and closed her eyes as he started to play with it. She cringed even more when he suggested that her shirt and bra should come off. She knew she didn't have a choice in the matter and so she didn't get punished she slowly removed both her shirt and bra, now topless and practically naked except for her skirt and panties (which were at her knees) and the socks and shoes on her feet. Moving to take them off meant shuffling her ass on his cock as it hurt her sore body to move it around especially as she'd been hanging by her arms for so long that night, her wrists red and cut from her struggles.
 
He was enjoying her wiggling around on his cock, letting out another sigh as she took off her shirt and bra. His cock shuddered inside her as she went about it, and he certainly wasn't disappointed at the view when she was left in nothing but her panties and skirt. Her breasts were a wonderful sight, and as he worked on putting the toast on a plate his other hand was working it's way up to the leftmost of the pair. Softly wrapping his hands around the soft mound, the rough side of his hand running over the nipple and sensitive flesh.
"What do you say we hit the bath after we eat, we could both use it, especially after your accident."
He waited for the oatmeal to be done, so he could take the plate of toast, and she the bowls of meal to the table so they could have a seat.
 
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