honeymoon part4

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honeymoon part4When they got to the villa, there was plenty of luggage for Rod to carry inside. Barton found as many tasks for him to perform, as many things for him to move around, as he could think of. Then he dismissed him:”Look, k**, if you want a tip at the end of this gig, stay out of our hair. You do what you’re told and you show respect, you understand? You can start by calling me sir, and thank us when either one of us gives you an order.”They were in the living room of the villa when Barton said this, a room the size of a football field. But Barton did not get the groveling response he expected. Moving suddenly, Rod smashed his fist into Barton’s stomach. Barton doubled over, gasping for breath.”No, you arrogant son of a bitch, you’re going to do what I say.”Rod said these words with an icy determination that was more impressive than anger would have been. Barton was in greater pain than he had ever experienced, still trying desperately to find his breath. Barton had done some boxing, and he had done it as competitively as he did everything else in life. He had been a semi-finalist in the intercollegiate boxing tournament in his weight range, and had competed against talented competitors who could hit hard. But he had never experienced anything remotely comparable to the blow he had just received. Rod had moved as fast as a cheetah and with the power of a jet engine.”Let’s see if you understand, bozo,” Rod continued, after several minutes, when Barton finally seemed to be able to breathe. “Take off all your clothes.””You must be crazy,” Barton murmured through his rasping gasps.The second blow to the stomach was even harder than the first. Barton was on the floor, doubled up in incredible pain. His internal organs! Barton didn’t think he could survive another blow like that. He was on the ground in agony for ten minutes. Kim, cowering in a corner, was terrified.When Rod judged that Barton finally could move, he said, “I’ll give you one more chance. Get up and get all your clothes off.”Slowly and in great pain, Barton got up. He unbuttoned his shirt and removed it, then his undershirt. He removed his shoes and socks, then his trousers. He was left in a pair of jockey shorts. He paused, but Rod gestured for him to go on. Barton blushed. He hated to expose his undersized cock to another man, especially this young stud. Plenty of men had seen Barton’s rosy asshole, a lot closer up than they wanted to. No man other than a doctor had seen his dick.The jockey shorts went down, and Rod let out an explosion of laughter.”You call that a dick! Oh, man, I’ve seen women with nipples bigger than that.”Barton was burning with humiliation. That he should have to suffer this, and with Kim watching!”All right, Nipple-dick, carry that wooden chair into the bedroom. Put it down facing the bed, nice and close.”Whether because of the humiliation of being naked before Kim and this stud, or because he could still feel the injury Rod had inflicted with those two sledgehammer blows from his fist, Barton had no thought of resisting. He picked up the chair. The blow to his chin came lightning fast. This time, Rod had pulled his punch, but it was enough to make Barton see stars.”You call me SIR when I give you an order, and thank me,” he bellowed.Humbly, softly, Barton replied: “Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!”.”That’s better. Now carry that chair over to the bed and sit down.” Barton did as he was told. Rod signaled to the petrified Kim to follow. She did, and Rod followed her into the bedroom. Barton was seated, close to the bed and facing it. The bed was enormous, more than half again the size of a king-sized bed.Earlier, when all the moving of luggage was going on, Rod had brought into the bedroom unnoticed a bag of his own. He now opened it and handed Kim some lengths of rope.”Here lady, tie your limp dick of a husband to the chair. Tie his ankles and his wrists.”Kim was in tears. “No, please don’t make me,” she whimpered.He slapped her face. Hard enough to cause serious pain. “Look, bitch,” said Rod, “if I have to hit you as hard as the old fart, I’ll do it.”Barton almost panicked. Rod would kill Kim if he hit her nearly that hard. “Do as he says, darling,” he said softly.So Kim tied her new husband to the chair.”Now, you get your clothes off and get on the bed,” Rod said to her.”NO,” screamed both Kim and Barton simultaneously, as they suddenly saw where this was going.Rod removed a knife from his belt and held it to Barton’s neck. “Do you want me to cut your husband’s throat,” he said.Kim immediately began to undress. Her fingers were shaking, but with difficulty she got her dress off. Then her bra. Her breasts were a little bigger than average for an Asian girl, and perfectly shaped. She saw there was no chance of Rod’s relenting, so she went right to her panties, pulling them down and stepping out of them.God, she was magnificent! Both men felt it. Her skin was so perfectly soft and smooth. Her body so firm and perfectly shaped. Her waist was tiny, but her hips curved out gracefully. Her cunt was covered with a large, thick triangle of jet black fleece. Barton couldn’t help himself. His dick was enlarging.Rod was dazzled by Kim’s naked perfection, but he noticed Barton’s loins stirring. Another bellow of laughter.”That’s your hard-on? I’ve seen six year old boys with more than that, Nipple-dick. Come here bitch!”Fearfully, Kim went over to the chair. Rod gave her face another hard slap.”Thank me when I give you an order, bitch!””Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!””Hold that tiny thing and wiggle it around,” Rod told her.”Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!”With her thumb and index finger, she held her husband’s tiny hard-on, which elazığ escort was thinner than either of her fingers holding it. She wiggled it around. There was only a little stiffness.Rod couldn’t contain his laughter. Finally, he said to Kim, “Seriously, bitch, no matter how much money he’s got, how could a babe like you marry this limp dick?”Kim said nothing. She was burning with humiliation. For herself and for her husband. Physical paragon or not, she hated this young man as she had never hated anyone in her life.Rod shoved her to the bed, sitting her down on the edge, facing him. He told her to open her knees wide, giving him a clear view of her luscious cunt.”Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!”She obeyed. Barton gritted his teeth, helplessly, not willing to object and risk another blow.”Fortunately, for both of you, there’s a man here who can consummate this marriage for you,” he said. He began removing his shirt.Kim was panicking with fear. “Please, please don’t do this to me!” she pleaded.Rod gave her another slap, harder than before. Kim was burning with pain. She couldn’t take another blow like that!Rod had his shirt off. Kim was in a turmoil. She had very conservative views of sex, and the idea of being ****d was absolutely horrible to her. She’d rather die. But the pain in her jaw was making it hard for her to think clearly. And her body was reacting to the sight of Rod disrobing. That chest! His eyes! She had fallen in love with Barton’s power. It seemed to her so manly. But Rod was showing power–raw, physical power–that put Barton to shame. He was manliness in the flesh. She had never been so affected. He was close to her, and with every breath, unknowingly, she was inhaling his pheromones. Invisible hormones that slipped beneath her consciousness, and caused electricity to flow out from her cunt and her tits to her whole body. She was in panic over the prospect of being ****d, and yet she could feel the liquids flowing in her cunt.Rod quickly removed his sandals and was unbuckling and dropping his jeans. He stepped out of them, covered only by an oversized pair of boxer shorts. Despite their looseness, they were tented out by an enormous bulge. Slowly, Rod lowered his shorts, exposing first a thick cloud of fluffy, light brown pubes. Then the root of his manhood became visible. It was incredibly thick, stretching four inches across.Rod was standing so that both Kim and Barton had their faces within a foot of his crotch. Barton’s own dick was in plain view. None of them could miss seeing the contrast. Rod’s soft dick was thicker than Barton’s hard-on was long. The difference in their manhood was a painfully obvious fact for Barton and for Kim. Rod enjoyed the sensation as he could see their faces, seeing them looking at the two dicks and at each other..Then he resumed peeling down his shorts. The enormous length of his soft penis went on and on. Finally, when the top of the shorts had almost reached Rod’s knees, the ridge came into view betokening the appearance of the enormous, circumcised head. The head mushroomed out, and added another two inches of length. Rod dropped his jeans to the floor. His dick softly swayed, all twelve incredibly thick inches of it.The huge dick did not hang straight down, because it was projected out away from his body by the equally incredible testicles that supported it. Half again as large as jumbo eggs, they sat tightly in an enormous, downy sac. The seat of his manhood, these giant testicles produced a surplus of hormones. From their close proximity, Kim and Barton were hit with a blast of pheromones. These hormones worked with irresistible power on both sexes. Neither Kim nor Barton had ever been hit by such raw eroticism. For the first time in his life, Barton’s hard-on, still microscopic, was actually hard!. Kim’s cunt was sopping wet.Involuntarily, the words came out of Barton’s mouth: “It’s unbelievable! You’re enormous!”Ever since adolescence, Barton had envied men who were well-hung. His dream, his wish, was to have the man’s equipment that would make him as dominant inside women’s cunts as he was in the business world. But in his wildest dreams, he had never imagined being hung like this. Despite his humiliation, Barton could not stifle a feeling of the profoundest awe.Kim was not consciously aware of the pheromones that were playing with her brain, but she was acutely aware of the visual shock. Her fiance had been possessed of a five-and-a-half inch dick. His and Barton’s were the only two penises she had seen in her life. She knew Barton was small, but she hadn’t thought it made any difference. She had supposed her fiance had been exceptionally large. And she didn’t think the size of a penis mattered at all, except that men seemed to get all excited about it.That was then, this was now. The sight of Rod’s dick took her breath away. She was incredibly turned on. She was also frightened. That monster would tear up her insides! And she had not lost her morals. She did not want to be ****d, she did not want to have sex with anyone but her husband!She begged again. “Please, please, let me go. We’ll give you anything, more money than you ever dreamed of. Don’t **** me. PLEASE DON”T **** ME!””Shut up, bitch, and lie back,” was his only response.She tried to roll up in a ball and protect herself, but it was no use. He enjoyed her struggles. He laid her out on her back, so that her hip was at the side of the bed, only inches from Barton’s chair. He wanted Barton to have a good close-up look when his own manhood–manhood that Barton could only envy–penetrated Barton’s gorgeous bride. He slapped her again, not as hard as before, but painful enough escort elazığ to keep her still.Barton was desperate. He couldn’t move his arms or legs, which were tied to the chair. Even if he could, he knew from bitter experience that he was no match for this virile young athlete.”Please, he said, I’ll give you anything. You can be a billionaire. You can have all the women in the world. Please, please don’t touch my wife.”The last sentence was a wail. Tears were washing his cheekTears were also running down Kim’s beautiful cheeks. But her cunt was even wetter than her eyes. Rod laughed as he spread her legs and inserted two long fingers through the soft, ebony fur and into her beautiful vagina.”Listen, Barton,” he said. “Can you hear how wet your wife is, Listen to the slurp as I move my fingers in and out of her pretty swamp.”Every word was like a whiplash across Barton’s back.Rod removed his soaking fingers and put them under Barton’s nose. “Smell that, Nipple- dick,” he said. “I’ll bet you’ve never seen your wife this excited. I’ll bet you’ve never smelled so much cuntjuice in your life.”Barton’s tears flowed. It was true. He had never seen Kim nearly this aroused.By now, the sight and feel and fragrance of Kim’s cunt had been more than enough to make Rod hard. His dick had grown even thicker and longer. He stood up.”Here, Nipple-dick, I’ll loosen your hand. You want to feel what a real dick feels like?”Barton could not resist. He put his large hand on Rod’s penis, the first time he had ever felt another man. His fingers were outstretched. Thumb and fingers could stretch no more than two-thirds of the way around Rod’s girth. The penis was as hard as stone and incredibly hot to the touch. Barton tried to wiggle it. It was too hard. He couldn’t move it the slightest bit.Kim saw this. “Oh, God, you’re much too big for me. You’ll kill me. Please let me go, please!””Don’t’ worry, bitch,” Rod replied, as he got back down on top of her. “You’ll take what I’ve got, and you’ll thank God for every inch of it. You’re about to find out what a real man can do for a woman. And look at your excuse for a husband. He’s harder than he was before. It looks like it takes the sight of a real man to turn him on. All right, Nipple-dick, jack yourself off while I give your wife the kind of fucking she’ll never get from you.”With that, he lined up the head of his dick against the fleecy exterior of Kim’s beautiful cunt. It seemed like an oak log lined up against a key hole. But he pushed forward. Thanks to the overflowing liquids in Kim’s vagina, he was able to get the head in. Then, with slow, easy strokes, he gradually went in an inch at a time.At first, Kim panicked, as she felt herself being stretched beyond imagination. But her cunt quickly accustomed itself to a stimulation she had never known. Neither her earlier fiance or Barton had ever been able to turn her on with their penises. She had thought she had just been born frigid. At best she had experienced a few mild orgasms from their fingers or tongues.But what she was experiencing now was bringing her into a new world. Pleasure nerves she never knew existed were being stimulated as her cunt was stretched for the first time. Only a couple of strokes after Rod inserted the head of his cock, when only about four inches were in, Kim experienced an orgasm far more intense than anything she had ever known. But Rod was going deeper.Rod looked at Barton. “Oh, your bitch’s cunt is hot, man,” he said. “I’m already in deeper than you’ll ever be, Nipple-dick. So take my word for it, this is world-class cunt.”Barton’s humiliation was indescribable, as he watched another man fucking his wife as he would never be able to. Then a thought flashed through his mind. This r****t wasn’t using protection!”Look, please!” he said. “At least pull out before you come. We timed this honeymoon so she’d be at peak of her fertility cycle. And she’s been taking fertility d**gs. Please don’t make her pregnant! You can give us that much of a break.”Rod smiled at Barton, still probing deeper into Barton’s wife, never missing a stroke. He was about eight inches in, now, almost halfway.”I can see why your wife would have to take fertility d**gs, limp-dick. And if she had to rely on her husband, I doubt if they would work. But she doesn’t need to worry. She’ll be carrying a real man’s c***d in her belly when she leaves this island.” Rod knew he had fathered dozens of c***dren in this very bed, many of them planted in the bellies of pretty, young honeymooners. But none as beautiful as this one. And he had two weeks! There was no way she’d get away from here without carrying his baby.Barton thought he had already descended as low as he could, but this comment just deflated him. His wife–the great John Barton’s wife–would be carrying another man’s c***d. And he knew that with Kim’s religious convictions, there was no point in even suggesting an abortion.Rod had gone back to full concentration on r****g Barton’s wife. Barton wanted to look away, but he couldn’t. He was hypnotized by the sight, only inches from his eyes, of Rod’s enormous piston going deeper and deeper into his own wife’s cunt. He could smell the strong fragrance of sweat and sex from their steaming crotches. With each thrust, more of Rod’s enormous shaft disappeared beneath the thick dark curls that marked the portal to Kim’s love channel. Then Rod would pull out almost to the limit, and then slowly plunge back in, descending another inch. Eleven inches! Twelve inches! Thirteen!There were still several inches of hard cock to go, but Kim was going crazy. She had never dreamed of being penetrated this deeply, she had no idea elazığ escort bayan of the pleasure centers inside her that had never before been plumbed. Now these pleasure nerves were all going off, and Kim thought she was losing her sanity. Orgasm after orgasm hit her, each one bigger than before.Finally, one more plunge, and Rod’s hot iron penis was fully lodged inside Kim’s stretched vagina. At thirteen inches, Rod had felt his tip touch her cervix. The next several strokes had stretched it back. Finally, he had penetrated the last barrier. His shaft filled her love canal to its stretched out capacity. The head of his cock was in her womb itself.Now Rod began fucking Kim in earnest. Her orgasms continued to build, each one coming on the heels of the one before with greater and greater intensity. This went on for ten, fifteen, twenty minutes. Barton, tied to his chair, sat absorbed in the close-up view of the spoliation of his bride. u*********sly, his thumb and index figure were rapidly stroking his own pathetic weenie. He came. Just a few drops of nearly clear fluid oozed from the tiny hole at the tip, which quickly receded beneath its nest of public hair.That left Barton free to concentrate solely on the humiliating sight of his wife being fucked by this stud. And by now, her orgasms were so intense and coming so close together that they had run into each other. She was in a continuous state of orgasm, electricity running at unimaginable voltage through her frame. She thought she would die, she had no control of herself. Perhaps without realizing it, she was moaning, “Oh God, fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me! Take me! Fill me! I can’t stand it, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me! Never stop! Fuck me! Fuck me!”Kim may not have known she was saying these words, non-stop. But Rod heard, and relished every word. And Rod knew that Barton was hearing every word. Hearing his own trophy wife expressing the uncontrollable urge to be fucked by her r****t! This was just the beginning of payback! Rod loved it.The sight of Kim’s fierce passion as this most beautiful of women was utterly overcome by Rod’s own sexual power, and the thought of the humiliation Barton was suffering, finally became too intense. Rod felt his climax coming on. He thrust faster and harder, and brought Kim to an even higher pitch. She was screaming now, a piercing scream that knifed right into Barton’s heart.Then the moment came. Rod’s mammoth engine began bucking with incredible force. Kim’s pelvis was whipped violently around by the first bursts. Then she felt the red-hot pellets, fired directly into her womb. Rod and Kim held each other closely, lips locked and tongues entwined in a passionate kiss, each simply overcome by the force of what they were feeling.Barton watched. He had never felt this forlorn, this abandoned, in his life.As they descended, Kim was in a new state. After the fierceness of her innumerable orgasms, she now felt a tranquility and contentment that she had never known. She held tightly to Rod. He was her r****t. He had violated her person, stolen her dignity, trampled on her most deeply felt moral beliefs.And it didn’t matter. She hated him, fiercely. But so what. She would do absolutely anything for him. He was her master. He was her man. He and only he could give her what she now knew she needed as a woman. No love for her husband, no moral beliefs, no belief in her own self meant a thing compared to– well, she might as well be truthful with herself. Compared to his penis. She lived for this man’s phallus. She would do anything for it, and for what it could do to her.When Rod finally pulled out, his penis was “shrunken” to its soft state of eight inches long and four inches wide. He got up and thrust it in Barton’s face.”Clean me off,” he said abruptly.Barton had no resistance left. “Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!”Meekly, he used his tongue and his lips to clean every bit of cum and sweat from Rod’s crotch. Seeing that Barton was defeated, Rod untied him. He then ordered Barton to get down on the bed and lick every bit of Rod’s cum from his wife’s cunt. Barton obeyed. The quantity was enormous. Those enormous testicles had blasted a cupful of potent sperm juice into Kim’s cunt. Barton swallowed every drop. He had never tasted cum before, and almost vomited.But he quickly got used to the taste of Barton’s sperm. The two-week honeymoon was sheer humiliation for Barton. He had to watch Rod and Kim fuck almost continuously. Rod shot load after load into her cunt, her mouth, and even her bowels, several times a day. Barton had to swallow every drop. He also became their toilet. They didn’t want to bother walking to the bathroom to pee, so they just used Barton’s mouth. He had to swallow all of it. Rod took a little mercy on Rod and decided they wouldn’t shit into his mouth. They used the toilet for that. But Barton had to clean their assholes with his tongue.As the two weeks went on, Barton grew accustomed to his role as a sex servant, thoroughly subordinate to his wife and to their joint master. He began to like the taste of Rod’s sperm, and did not even mind drinking their piss and licking their shitty assholes.At the end of the two weeks, Rod gave a little surprise to Barton. He, Rod, was going back to New York with them. He was going to live with them as the head of the house. Gradually, there would be property transfers from Barton to Kim. When everything belonged to Kim, she would divorce Barton and marry Rod, at which time the property would be transferred to Rod.Rod is now the terror of Wall Street. Kim is his main woman, though of course there is rarely a day when he does not fuck at least half a dozen others as well. And Barton is on welfare. He spends most of his time skulking around adult movie theaters, looking for guys who will let him suck their cocks. He’ll do anything for a big one, but he’s never found one remotely as large as the one he craves

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