Shokushu Basement 3
Carefully keeping her covered with the gun, still not fully trusting her, you grasp her blouse and pull it back over her shoulders. The guard releases her grip on your prick to allow the garment to fall free of her arms. With a quick snap, you unfasten her bra, which soon joins the blouse on the floor. Naked to the waist, she looks extremely sexy and very vulnerable.
Grabbing both wrists in one hand, you twist them behind the guard's back while you place the gun out of her reach. Then you snatch up the cord with your free hand. She makes no attempt to escape as you wind the cord several times about her arms and upper body. Rather she seems eager to cooperate. Shortly the makeshift bonds hold your captive's arms securely behind her back. They also wrap several times around her chest, passing above and below those full breasts. The tightness of the cord forces the impressive orbs to squeeze out very prominently. Your excitement mounts as you run hot eyes over her helpless body.
'Ah, you pig, so that's how it is! Now that you have me helpless, you are going to do all sorts of wickedly filthy things to my innocent young body!' Despite the B-movie dialogue you can't help getting involved in the scenario.
'Oh yes my girl,' you reply in best pantomime villain voice. 'Now your sweet innocent body is mine to abuse as I wish. And I shall not let you off gently.'
'So! Do your worst! I will never kneel before you!'
'We shall see! We shall see!'
In some unexpected way, having such an attractive young woman bound and helpless before you is affecting you strangely. You sense dark hidden desires begin to surface in your mind and the feeling of silliness recedes. You begin to feel a primal desire to take, and to use, and then to discard without any consideration for your partner's feelings. Something hot and smoky burns in your eyes and the young guard lowers her gaze to avoid your stare.
Taking the end of the cord, you loop it about her neck, careful to ensure the knot cannot become too tight. Then not sure what to do with the remaining cord which dangles down, you wind it up and hang it from your arm. This leaves both your hands free. With one, you take hold of the cord near the guard's neck and none too gently pull her back until she is standing against a wall. Then, still holding the rope, you press across her upper chest with your forearm, leaning in to her and pinning her against the wall with your weight. With her arms behind her back and her body trapped against the wall, there is no way she can do more than try and kick out as you run your free hand over her exposed tits.
True to form, the guard does try a few half-hearted kicks but you easily avoid them and continue toying with her prominent mounds, all the while admiring the way they squeeze out from between the binding cords. She whimpers as you increase your grip, soft flesh bulging out between your fingers as you grasp one of her tits harder. The conical tip of her breast is very taut where it emerges from your grip. It looks like alabaster with an attractive tracery of blue veins. By contrast, the engorged nipple looks a very dark and angry red where it stands proud of the tightly crinkled aureole. Experimentally you run your lips over the hard flesh of her tit, trying to nip her with your teeth. But the skin is too taut for you to get a grip. Instead you take the large nipple into your mouth. Sucking hard on it causes the nub to erect further and elicits a mew of pleasure from the girl. Not sure you want her to enjoy herself too much, you bite down on her teat and she responds with a satisfactory yelp of pain and surprise.
When you release your grip on her swollen tit, you notice the imprint of your fingers as red marks on the otherwise flawless white skin and you grunt with satisfaction. After all, she wanted it this way. Grasping her roughly by the shoulder, you swing the guard's body around and push her front against the wall. Her soft breasts squash painfully against the rough concrete but you don't care by now. The loop of cord around your wrist is becoming a nuisance. On a sudden inspiration, you flip up the back of her skirt, intending to tie it around her hips but it is a bit too short. Instead you tie it onto the back of her panties. Since you don't trust her far enough to kneel down near her feet as you take off that garment, the new arrangement allows you to keep a warning grip on the noose around her neck, while exposing her cunt at the same time.
Holding the cord tight while pressing her strongly against the wall proves very satisfactory. She can barely move, both from your grip and from the pain of trying to move her sensitive teats against rough concrete. With a quick movement, you kick first one foot then the other, splaying her legs and bringing a gasp of pain as her soft tits scrape over the wall. With the cord pulling her skirt up to her waist and bunching the back of her panties into a narrow strip, you have an almost unrestricted view of her firm little bottom. It is certainly worth looking at but you are growing impatient. While you are admiring the view, your free hand is busy unzipping your slacks and freeing the throbbing length of your prick ready for action.
'Mmmmmmmmmm,' the guard moans with pleasure as your hand caresses the rounded buttocks. A hard slap sets her cheeks quivering and teaches her not to let you know she is enjoying your assault. Then you slap her firm butt a few more times, just because you want to. Tiring of this, and certain she is enjoying the pain even more than you, you run your fingers down the crevasse dividing her buttocks. Without warning, you thrust one extended digit roughly into her anus. You can almost feel her big tits scrape against the concrete as she flinches from the intrusion. Ignoring the thought, you push in and out a few times. Then you remove your finger and lower your hand.
In the position she is in, it is very easy to reach under her body and cup her entire mons in your hand. It feels soft and warm to your touch. As you tighten your grip, the heel of your hand presses against her plump labia, which split apart under the pressure. Love juice flows from the girl's now wide-open cunt and drenches your hand. You hadn't realised just how excited she was at your ravishment. Bunching your fingers together, you drag them back down her sopping channel and slide them into the gaping entrance. The guard takes all four fingers easily and you shove them deep into her hot, wet cunt. Her body writhes with pleasure as you thrust them in and out rapidly and a fresh flood of juice accompanied by stifled moans reveals that she has climaxed under your assault.
By now, your prick feels ready to explode. You toy with the idea of fucking her mouth, but placing your prized possession in close proximity to her teeth doesn't seem the wisest move. Instead you press in close behind her. As the tip of your large organ presses between her buttocks, the guard senses what you are planning and screams for you to stop. You don't know whether she really means it or whether this is just another part of her game. So you ignore her pleas and line up your tool at the tight entrance to her anus. Thrusting forward hard with your hips, you embed the length of your weapon deeply within her tight passage. You can distinctly feel the fingers crammed into her cunt through the thin inner wall separating the two orifices. Setting up a powerful rhythm, you shaft your prick and your fingers into her crowded body. With each thrust, you push her body forwards against the rough concrete which scrapes against soft tit flesh and rubs over engorged nipples.
Increasing your rhythm, you fuck the young girl harder and harder. She responds with yelps and screams, pain mixing with pleasure, cunt orgasming continually even as her sensitive teats are rubbed raw against the wall. With a loud grunt, you feel the sperm boiling up your shaft to jet deep into her abused anus. At the same time, the girl gives one last ululating wail and would have sunk to the floor, legs unable to support the strength of her last orgasm, were she not pinned to the wall like a butterfly by your fingers and penis.
Breathing heavily, you lean against her back as your feelings gradually subside. After a while, your softening cock slips from the prisoning tunnel and you remove your fingers from her aching cunt to the accompaniment of a soft moan. As you step away, the young guard slips down onto hands and knees, exhausted. Sperm and love juice mingle thickly to trickle down her trembling thighs as she kneels before you. Stepping back from her, you admire your handiwork as you zip your slacks. Then, pocketing the gun, you briefly place your foot on her head where it lies on the floor.
"So you did kneel after all, and if I come back this way you'll kneel for me again, won't you, sex slut!" The guard squeaks a protest at the words but she also shivers and you get the feeling she has climaxed one more time just from anticipation.
"Yes sir" you hear very faintly but distinctly as you move away, feeling extremely strong and self-confident following your dominating and using such a beautiful girl.