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The Old Ball And Chain 2
🕑 Added 2023-12-22 02:20:33 +0000 UTCValentina watched with terrified fascination as Steve put the jelly all over his cockhead, getting it nice and slick so it could slip inside any of her openings that he wanted.
“Lie down on the table,” Steve ordered. “Face down.”
Valentina felt a twang of arousal at her core. She thought that maybe by giving into him, she could get him to be gentler than he had been—it wasn’t like she could resist him if she wanted to. That is, if she… tried to. Of course she wanted to…
“Face down now,” Steve commanded. This time Valentina obeyed without thought, only tremors of fear.
Immediately she felt Steve’s hands on her hips, moving her into position. He stepped closer to her and Valentina moaned in dismay, feeling his knob brush against the back of her legs. She couldn’t count on Steve Rogers’ vaunted decency to spare her. He was going to fuck her. The thought echoed in her head, strumming her clit like a masturbatory toy. Fuck her. Fuck her. Fuck her.
“Please, Captain, I’ll do whatever you want me to. Just don’t fuck my ass, please!”
Steve grunted away her frantic voice and focused on what he was about to do. Spreading Valentina’s juicy buttocks apart, he held his cockhead up against her tightly puckered anus.
“No!” Valentina cried, feeling how his bulging cockhead dwarfed the tiny hole he planned to sheath himself in.
Grasping her hips, Steve drove his prick deep into Valentina’s reluctant asshole.
Valentina screamed, her body twisting and convulsing, desperately trying to undo the thick impalement that was suddenly at the center of her, consuming all her senses.
“AHHH! STEVE! YOU’RE KILLING MEE! OHH, STOP! PLEASE! STEVE, FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, IT DOESN’T FIT, YOU’RE TOO BIG, TOO BIG!!”
Ignoring her shrieks, Steve pumped his big dick back and forth, watching her tight ass distort as it first had to take his oversized phallus, then its vacancy sucked at his thick length all the way out.
The pressure around his manhood was almost too much to bear. Every thrust felt like he was feeding his cock to a hungry mouth, desperate to suck every juicy morsel from his groin, but he kept going, faster and faster as Valentina grew used to his sodomy. Or at least as used as she could ever get when her ass was so small and he was giving it so much.
Valentina felt as though she were being stabbed. The horrible battering was ripping her open so that she’d never close up again. She felt the burning strain anew each time Steve plunged into her and she tried desperately to stop just one impalement, but Steve was too strong for her, too strong even for her virgin ass.
“STEVE, YOU’RE RIPPING ME APART! AHHH! YOU’RE KILLING ME, FUCKING TORTURING ME!”
Steve leaned over her and ran his free hand around her midsection, reaching down to touch between her thighs. He grinned and rested his weight on top of her, forcing Valentina down to the cold surface of the table.
“If I’m killing you, you’re getting off on it.” Steve brought his hand up from within her legs, touching its wetness to Valentina’s face. “That’s from your pussy, you stupid bitch. You’re so damn wet you’re damn near squirting.”
“NO! I HATE YOU! OHH, SHIT, YOU’RE SO GODDAMN BIG!”
“And you like it big, don’t you?” Steve hammered into her harder, making her take all of him, and so suffusing Val with feeling that there was no doubt the sensation was pleasure.
“YES! FUCK YOU, YES, I LOVE IT! FINISH ME OFF, YOU GODDAMN BASTARD!”
Now that Steve had wrenched from Valentina how much she was enjoying it, her mind let in the delights her body was feeling. Her flesh, though painfully skewered, responded to Steve’s brutal rutting. Even with his weight on top of her, Valentina pushed her ass outward to be utterly violated by Steve’s driving cock. She gripped the edge of the table and moaned from deep in her throat.
Steve grinned to himself. He carefully sidled up until he was standing beside the table, and Valentina went with him, pressing her back into his chest so that she was merged with him from her turned head to her eager ass.
“Steve, play with my pussy. Please play with it,” Valentina gasped, kissing along his strong jaw and trying to hold herself still while Steve thrust his cock even deeper than before, all the way into her yielding passage.
Steve grazed her waist with his hand, enjoying the firm curve of her hip before he was reaching into her lap and stroking the heated lips of her sex. Valentina cried out while his fingers deliberately tantalized her clit. Quivering, she pulled herself away from him until she’d nearly freed herself of his prick. Holding herself still, Valentina looked over her shoulder at Steve.
“Hold my clit and give me all your dick—all at once.”
Steve smiled fondly at her. “You sure you want to enjoy it that much? You sure you can forget how hard I made you come, next time you’re trying to kill me?”
“Please, Steve, I’ll never try that again—not now that I know—I’m so close, please, I need to know how it feels…”
“You really want a ceasefire between us? I’m HYDRA public enemy number one. It might net you a new nickname if you can’t bring yourself to shoot at me anymore.”
Valentina nodded. “I’ll leave HYDRA. Nothing they can give me is as good as what you give me. And you want to give it to me, I can feel it. Do anything you want to me, just so long as I’m yours,” she whispered.
His face steely, Steve’s fingers tightened on Valentina’s clit. Holding it firmer, firmer, nearly crushing it between thumb and forefinger before he slammed his prick into the receptive openness of her already well-used asshole.
“GAAAHHH!” With a mad cry of release, Valentina fell trembling to the table, her body shaking the table from side to side on its legs with the violence of her pleasure.
Steve held himself patiently, savoring the satisfaction that she had to wait to recover from. He even smiled affectionately down at her. His erection had halfway left her ass, but her orgasmic hole still sucked at him with an incredible pressure that made Steve want to shove back inside her, shoot his load, and be ecstatically done with conquering her.
“I’ve never climaxed like that before, Steve… not with it hurting so much, but me not caring… I want you to do it again. I want it to hurt again,” Valentina sighed.
“Again? I’m not finished yet.”
Valentina howled in shock as Steve drove his cock back into her bowels. He put all his weight on his hips, making her take as much of it as she absolutely could, and Valentina screamed again when he was fully seated in her, realizing just how much he had penetrated her ass.
“AHHHH! STEVE! You’re too deep! Steve, you’ve ruined me! Your cock is too big and too deep—I’ll never be able to find another man who—ggghhhh!”
Feeling her convulse around his manhood, Steve let himself go, his release blasting deep inside of her. Valentina screamed with what was left of her voice.
“OHH! HOT! It’s so hot and so much of it and all in my ass! Keep coming! Keep putting it in me! I wanna know I got all your cum! I’m your only cum dumpster; just meeeee!”
***
The HYDRA operative was moaning shamelessly; Bobbi Morse recognized the sound of sexual euphoria immediately. It turned her on and she purposely wiggled against the rough hemp that held her, trying to cause herself pain to avoid being aroused by the spectacle she was forced to watch.
It was wonderful, revolting, obscene to see another woman humiliated this way, and with Captain America too, and it being Madame Hydra… Bobbi couldn’t even begin to sort out her feelings. She hated it. But her pussy kept getting wetter and wetter.
The Skrull walked up to her, smiling at Bobbi like they were co-conspirators in some successful heist. He loosened the bonds on one hand, then pulled a small stool within reach of that hand. On top of it was a bit of Skrull tech, but clearly built for human use, with a dial on top instead of any other controls.
The Skrull went to Sue Storm next. She was tied up like Bobbi and like her, the Skrull gave one hand some freedom and put a device on a stool within reach. When he went back to Bobbi, he drew a handful of clamps from an opening in his uniform.
Neither Bobbi nor Sue were afforded the luxury of having a stitch to wear.
“Don’t you dare, don’t you fucking dare—” Bobbi ground her teeth together as he held out a clamp to each of her pink nipples, letting them snap shut on the engorged stretch that Cap and Val’s performance had driven them to.
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Shendude
I look forward to finding out what is going on.
