Don’t miss Parts 1 through 4 of The Bewitching.
Lisa was panting in quick short breaths like a woman in childbirth as James eased his third huge black finger into her wanton pussy. Her mind swirled. She had come so far toward accommodating this black monster in just one evening. Still, her taint ached as he buried his fingers deep into her and stretched her to limits she’d never known before.
James grunted like a giant bear rutting as he slowly began to pump his fingers in and out of her. Her sopping cunt squished with each thrust. He was fucking her hard now with his fingers spreading them apart and pulling her open. His smile was for her pleasure and for the pleasure he knew she would give him once she was sufficiently gaped to accept his cock, but also because he knew that when her husband (the pencil-dick white boy) returned from his business trip he would never be able to gain satisfaction from her again once James had completed her bewitching.
Lisa looked desperately into James' eyes. “Please fuck me now. I need your cock in me or I’ll go insane imagining it,” she pleaded. James would have liked nothing better than to split this willingly blonde beauty with his humongous organ, but he knew from experience that she was at the point where he might indeed manage to force himself into her, but it would almost certainly tear her taint when they started fucking and the result would be many week’s of delays and potentially a loss of a bewitching opportunity.
He paused the thrusting of his fingers and carefully explained the consequences of moving too quickly to her like she was a slow-learning child. Lisa gulped and said without prompting, “I want this nigger to stretch his cunt until any other man’s cock in it is like a pencil in a bucket.”
James smiled and responded, “I know you do little one. I know you do. But I promise your patience will be rewarded in ways you have never imagined.” Then he rose from the couch and left the room.
Lisa lay naked on her back on his couch. Her legs were splayed apart and when she looked down at her pussy it was red and swollen but gaping open of its own accord in a way she had never seen it before. She took the small bottle of lube from the nearby coffee table and without thinking poured a huge puddle into her fingers and hand. Slathering it on her pussy she slipped four of her fingers and thumb into her pussy. She had never gone past three of her fingers before. Wanting to stretch herself she pushed a bit and found that her entire hand sank easily into her vagina. The sensation and the mental image of her hand disappearing into her caused her to orgasm spontaneously.
It was the sight of Lisa fist fucking herself to an orgasm that greeted James as he returned to the living room carrying a large red metal toolbox. She was moaning in soft continuous orgasm as her pussy milked and squeezed her fist. James chuckled and said, “you’re insatiable little one. I leave the room for a minute and you’re busy fucking yourself.”
Lisa withdrew her hand from her pussy smiling blissfully and staring blissfully into the deep well of James’ mesmerizing black eyes. “I just want to get myself ready for you,” she cooed.
James opened the toolbox and removed a large stainless steel device. Lisa’s eyes grew large and from somewhere deep in her mind, a small independent thought of fear tried to rise in her bewitched mind. It was a fleeting thought squelched by James' low smooth voice saying, “Do you know what this is?” She nodded like a bobblehead and stammered softly, “It’s a speculum, but I’ve never seen one that big.” It was James' turn to nod. “Yes, this one was made for livestock- horses and cows- but I had the arms shortened a bit so it could be used on women. I guess you can imagine what comes next in your training.”
Lisa nodded and swallowed the small knot of fear that was trying once again to rise from the depths of her mind. She said with less certainty than earlier, “I want this nigger to um um stretch his um cunt until any other man’s um cock in it um feels like an um a pencil in an um um a bucket.” While Lisa was talking James was covering the speculum with lube.
Now, James used one hand to spread Lisa’s labia while he slid the wide arms of the horse speculum into her pussy. It slowly disappeared inside her until only the ratchet mechanism that spread the arms apart with a finger-trigger system was visible. James slipped a thick finger behind the trigger and it began to click as he applied pressure. Lisa immediately felt the speculum start to spread her open. It felt like she was being split down the middle and in that instant when James began to trigger the mechanism the fear in her mind burst through the surface. She screamed and pushed James’ hands and speculum away.
James slowly shook his head. “Lisa Lisa. Have you been lying to me? You told me you wanted this. Now, you’re pushing me away. Maybe it’s time for you to go home after all.” Suddenly, a different fear seized Lisa. The thought of being abandoned by this man brought on an irrational mental terror. She wanted him and his enormous organ. What was she thinking when she pushed him away?
She panicked and began to sob and beg. “No no. I want you! I want to be fucked by you. It’s all I want. I just got scared for a second. Don’t abandon me!” James shook his head, “That won’t do Lisa. You know what I need to hear to know your consent is real.” Lisa stammered the well-known mantra quickly before she could chicken out, “I want this nigger to stretch his cunt until any other man’s cock in it is like a pencil in a bucket.”
James reached into the toolbox and pulled out three sets of padded handcuffs. He snapped one set on Lisa’s wrists, pulled them over her head, and clipped them to a carabiner attached to the end of the couch. He clipped each of her ankles into a separate cuff then pulled them apart to clip them to carabiners attached to the other end of the couch. Once she was secured, he said seriously, “that’s just so we don’t have another misunderstanding.”
James released the ratchet on the speculum and shrank it to its smallest setting. He applied more lube to both the speculum and Lisa’s gaping cunt before slipping the arms of the speculum deep into her. He paused to gently stroke her exposed clit with a fingertip. Circling it lightly like a feather. Then slowly he lifted his finger to her lips. As she sucked greedily on his finger he triggered the ratchet expanding the horse speculum inside Lisa’s pussy. At first, it was just a tightening sensation but soon she felt her taint stretching, and click after agonizing click she began to feel cool air wafting into her gaped cunt.
The pain in her pussy was agonizing but also exquisite. She wasn’t sure how much more she could stand but also knew if she gave any indication to stop she risked losing him and his cock forever. To reassure herself, Lisa looked at James’ cock. It was more fully erect than ever she had seen it before. Fully 12 inches long and thick as the large end of a baseball bat its entire length. It throbbed like a living creature, the thick protruding veins pulsing with his lust.
James was rubbing her clit again but roughly so now. Pinching it between a finger and thumb. He was rolling and crushing it between them making it swell and ache. Lisa was experiencing the fine line between pain and pleasure. Her mind reveled in his torture and her body tried to shrink from the pain. Her ankles and wrist strained at their bonds as her mind swirled out of control in conflicting directions. That was when James grabbed the trigger mechanism and pulled hard on it stretching her pussy to the full extent of the horse speculum.
Lisa’s mind could take no more and she passed out.
Lisa awoke with a start. Her ankles were free but when she tried to move her legs together an intense pain radiated from her pussy to her entire body as the speculum still pried her wide open. His hands were still bound above her head. She lay still until her breathing was under control. In the dim light, James was nowhere to be seen but she could make out the clock on the mantle that read 4:30 AM. The last thing she remembered was around midnight and James grinding her clit with his finger and thumb. The thought made her wet and she wanted to cry and cum at the same time. “How could such depravity be her sole desire?” she thought as her mind swirled back into a fitful sleep.
Lisa was panting in quick short breaths like a woman in childbirth as James eased his third huge black finger into her wanton pussy. Her mind swirled. She had come so far toward accommodating this black monster in just one evening. Still, her taint ached as he buried his fingers deep into her and stretched her to limits she’d never known before.
James grunted like a giant bear rutting as he slowly began to pump his fingers in and out of her. Her sopping cunt squished with each thrust. He was fucking her hard now with his fingers spreading them apart and pulling her open. His smile was for her pleasure and for the pleasure he knew she would give him once she was sufficiently gaped to accept his cock, but also because he knew that when her husband (the pencil-dick white boy) returned from his business trip he would never be able to gain satisfaction from her again once James had completed her bewitching.
Lisa looked desperately into James' eyes. “Please fuck me now. I need your cock in me or I’ll go insane imagining it,” she pleaded. James would have liked nothing better than to split this willingly blonde beauty with his humongous organ, but he knew from experience that she was at the point where he might indeed manage to force himself into her, but it would almost certainly tear her taint when they started fucking and the result would be many week’s of delays and potentially a loss of a bewitching opportunity.
He paused the thrusting of his fingers and carefully explained the consequences of moving too quickly to her like she was a slow-learning child. Lisa gulped and said without prompting, “I want this nigger to stretch his cunt until any other man’s cock in it is like a pencil in a bucket.”
James smiled and responded, “I know you do little one. I know you do. But I promise your patience will be rewarded in ways you have never imagined.” Then he rose from the couch and left the room.
Lisa lay naked on her back on his couch. Her legs were splayed apart and when she looked down at her pussy it was red and swollen but gaping open of its own accord in a way she had never seen it before. She took the small bottle of lube from the nearby coffee table and without thinking poured a huge puddle into her fingers and hand. Slathering it on her pussy she slipped four of her fingers and thumb into her pussy. She had never gone past three of her fingers before. Wanting to stretch herself she pushed a bit and found that her entire hand sank easily into her vagina. The sensation and the mental image of her hand disappearing into her caused her to orgasm spontaneously.
It was the sight of Lisa fist fucking herself to an orgasm that greeted James as he returned to the living room carrying a large red metal toolbox. She was moaning in soft continuous orgasm as her pussy milked and squeezed her fist. James chuckled and said, “you’re insatiable little one. I leave the room for a minute and you’re busy fucking yourself.”
Lisa withdrew her hand from her pussy smiling blissfully and staring blissfully into the deep well of James’ mesmerizing black eyes. “I just want to get myself ready for you,” she cooed.
James opened the toolbox and removed a large stainless steel device. Lisa’s eyes grew large and from somewhere deep in her mind, a small independent thought of fear tried to rise in her bewitched mind. It was a fleeting thought squelched by James' low smooth voice saying, “Do you know what this is?” She nodded like a bobblehead and stammered softly, “It’s a speculum, but I’ve never seen one that big.” It was James' turn to nod. “Yes, this one was made for livestock- horses and cows- but I had the arms shortened a bit so it could be used on women. I guess you can imagine what comes next in your training.”
Lisa nodded and swallowed the small knot of fear that was trying once again to rise from the depths of her mind. She said with less certainty than earlier, “I want this nigger to um um stretch his um cunt until any other man’s um cock in it um feels like an um a pencil in an um um a bucket.” While Lisa was talking James was covering the speculum with lube.
Now, James used one hand to spread Lisa’s labia while he slid the wide arms of the horse speculum into her pussy. It slowly disappeared inside her until only the ratchet mechanism that spread the arms apart with a finger-trigger system was visible. James slipped a thick finger behind the trigger and it began to click as he applied pressure. Lisa immediately felt the speculum start to spread her open. It felt like she was being split down the middle and in that instant when James began to trigger the mechanism the fear in her mind burst through the surface. She screamed and pushed James’ hands and speculum away.
James slowly shook his head. “Lisa Lisa. Have you been lying to me? You told me you wanted this. Now, you’re pushing me away. Maybe it’s time for you to go home after all.” Suddenly, a different fear seized Lisa. The thought of being abandoned by this man brought on an irrational mental terror. She wanted him and his enormous organ. What was she thinking when she pushed him away?
She panicked and began to sob and beg. “No no. I want you! I want to be fucked by you. It’s all I want. I just got scared for a second. Don’t abandon me!” James shook his head, “That won’t do Lisa. You know what I need to hear to know your consent is real.” Lisa stammered the well-known mantra quickly before she could chicken out, “I want this nigger to stretch his cunt until any other man’s cock in it is like a pencil in a bucket.”
James reached into the toolbox and pulled out three sets of padded handcuffs. He snapped one set on Lisa’s wrists, pulled them over her head, and clipped them to a carabiner attached to the end of the couch. He clipped each of her ankles into a separate cuff then pulled them apart to clip them to carabiners attached to the other end of the couch. Once she was secured, he said seriously, “that’s just so we don’t have another misunderstanding.”
James released the ratchet on the speculum and shrank it to its smallest setting. He applied more lube to both the speculum and Lisa’s gaping cunt before slipping the arms of the speculum deep into her. He paused to gently stroke her exposed clit with a fingertip. Circling it lightly like a feather. Then slowly he lifted his finger to her lips. As she sucked greedily on his finger he triggered the ratchet expanding the horse speculum inside Lisa’s pussy. At first, it was just a tightening sensation but soon she felt her taint stretching, and click after agonizing click she began to feel cool air wafting into her gaped cunt.
The pain in her pussy was agonizing but also exquisite. She wasn’t sure how much more she could stand but also knew if she gave any indication to stop she risked losing him and his cock forever. To reassure herself, Lisa looked at James’ cock. It was more fully erect than ever she had seen it before. Fully 12 inches long and thick as the large end of a baseball bat its entire length. It throbbed like a living creature, the thick protruding veins pulsing with his lust.
James was rubbing her clit again but roughly so now. Pinching it between a finger and thumb. He was rolling and crushing it between them making it swell and ache. Lisa was experiencing the fine line between pain and pleasure. Her mind reveled in his torture and her body tried to shrink from the pain. Her ankles and wrist strained at their bonds as her mind swirled out of control in conflicting directions. That was when James grabbed the trigger mechanism and pulled hard on it stretching her pussy to the full extent of the horse speculum.
Lisa’s mind could take no more and she passed out.
Lisa awoke with a start. Her ankles were free but when she tried to move her legs together an intense pain radiated from her pussy to her entire body as the speculum still pried her wide open. His hands were still bound above her head. She lay still until her breathing was under control. In the dim light, James was nowhere to be seen but she could make out the clock on the mantle that read 4:30 AM. The last thing she remembered was around midnight and James grinding her clit with his finger and thumb. The thought made her wet and she wanted to cry and cum at the same time. “How could such depravity be her sole desire?” she thought as her mind swirled back into a fitful sleep.
