Don’t forget to check out Parts 1 through 5 of The Bewitching.
When Lisa groggily awoke again, the clock on the mantle read 6:27 AM. At first, she struggled to remember where she was as slowly the events of the previous evening began to emerge from the fog in her mind. She was in the house of her new black neighbor James tied up on his coach with a horse speculum gaping at her tender little white pussy. The throbbing from her groin was a growing reminder of the latter.
“Wait!” her foggy mind finally realized. “My hands are untied. James must have loosened them sometime this morning while I slept.” Lisa couldn’t believe she had slept that soundly with the throbbing ache in her groin and the tension she felt drawing on her thinly stretched taint.
She felt the air against the inside of her gaping pussy. A mild puff from the heating vent nearby she supposed. It was a sensation she had never felt before but it caused a fear to rise from deep in her mind. “Shit.” she thought, “My pussy has gaped like this for 6 and a half hours. What sort of bacteria and fungi might have blown in there? Panic about infections and toxic shock syndrome or who knows what began to build in her mind.
Lisa still could not bring her knees together because the huge speculum splayed them necessarily apart. She groped around the opening to her womanhood feeling at the mechanism that tightened and loosened it. She slipped her finger into the trigger mechanism but when she tried to pull or push it would not budge. James must have eventually opened it to the maximum.
Lisa was panicking now. She wanted this potentially deadly device out of her. She propped up on her elbows to gain a better view and saw the maw of her gaping vagina. Although most of what she could see were the two stainless steel arms that spread her wide open, it was inconceivable to her that she could open that widely. The most visible items of hers were her thinly stretched taint. It stretched and white like the knuckles of a nervous driver clamped to a steering wheel and she could also see her swollen engorged clit with a hood that normally would have hidden much of it pulled back by the tautness of surrounding flesh stretched to its utter limits.
A fresh wave of panic washed over Lisa as she saw her tortured nether regions. Her fingers began picking and tugging at every protruding part of the speculum hoping by chance to disengage the trigger, but tugging hard on anything sent renewed pain from her vagina up through her anus, into her spine, and like a bullet into her brain making her entire body tremble. As unlikely as it seemed all of this was making her wet. She thought about trying to just pull it out but it was so tightly drawn that she feared irreparable damage to his er her cunt.
Fortunately, James was nowhere in sight. He was probably sleeping so she had to hurry. Taking a few deep breaths she whispered to herself to stay calm and focused. Calming down she methodically felt around the trigger and then down below it toward the apparatus until she found a small flat lever hinged into the ratchet system. She squeezed it with a finger and thumb and felt a flood of relieved pressure in her cunt as the two arms of the speculum were pushed together by the walls of her vagina. The speculum, slick with Lisa’s wetness slid out of her onto the couch below her ass.
Lisa’s breath came in deep ragged gasps as she felt the relief from the stretching pressure but a burning tingling as the blood rushed into her previously stretched taint. She stood up on wobbly legs. Her head spun for a bit from standing too quickly after lying down so long and being in such a panic.
When the dizziness had passed she looked around the sparely furnished living room for something to wrap around her naked body. There was no blanket, afghan, or throw rug. Nothing but her torn pink dress in a heap by the door where it had been discarded the night before. She grabbed it and slipped it on over her shoulders and tried to pull it together in the front. It was a tight dress by design before James had cut it open up the front with a knife. Now, it was impossible to completely cover herself with it. She opened the door and stepped out into the dim morning light. Using one hand to gather the dress together over her breasts she started to dash across the street to the safety of her house. She felt the walls of her slack vagina slapping past each other as she ran and was halfway across the street when she heard the horn blaring and saw the car swerving to just miss her by inches.
Heart racing and breath ragged, Lisa reached her door only to find it locked. “What the fuck!” she thought. “Who fucking locked the door! And her keys were inside!” Lisa began turning over Kenneth’s planters and flower pots looking for the spare key he hid under one of them. Her tits were out for anyone to see and her bare ass as well. “What kind of pussy mother fucker man has flowers?” she thought in a rage. “I bet James never grew a fucking flower in his life.” Finally, she found the key in the last pot she overturned. “Jesus,” she said out loud, “it’s always under the last one.”
Lisa opened the door, stepped quickly inside, and closed and locked it. She exhaled a deep breath and immediately felt calmer and safer. She went straight to the kitchen and scrambled some eggs with cheese and devoured them before heading upstairs for a long hot bath. On her way out of the kitchen, she saw her phone on the counter. There were several missed calls from Kenneth already this morning and a voice message telling her to call back so he knew she was ok.
She felt the walls of her loose vagina again sliding past each other as she climbed the stairs and had the first pang of uncertainty over abandoning James’ house came with their reminder. Judging from the slackness she felt, she must have been close to ready for him. “Did she overreact?” her mind began to question.
As she stepped into the steaming tub her phone rang. It was her husband and she picked up on the fourth ring and put the phone in speaker mode. “Hi Kenny, how’s your trip going?” she said knowing how he hated being called Kenny.
Ken responded without comment on the name, “I got in here early in the morning and have been trying to call you ever since. Are you ok? Is that guy gone?”
“That guy,” Lisa said smugly, “is our neighbor and his name is James. Sorry, I missed your calls but I went out without my phone and then fell asleep.”
“Well, I don’t like the idea of him being around. He sounded dangerous on the phone last night,” said Ken.
That’s when Lisa saw the bathroom door swing quietly open and James loom hugely in the doorway. She swallowed at the sight of him and in that moment remembered him picking up her keys from the counter the night before.
“Did you go out with him?” Ken was accused after Lisa didn’t respond.
“With James? Yes, sort of.” Lisa demurred.
“What do you mean sort of?” Kenny whined.
“Well, if you must pry. We were at James’ house.” Lisa teased and looked at James who was slowly removing his t-shirt and shorts to reveal his toned body and enormous cock. She palpably felt her mind sagging under his spell. All of her apprehensions from earlier in the morning were swept away by the sight of this black god standing before her.
“So, you fucked him then?” Kenny averred.
Lisa laughed deeply and loudly. “I tried. But his cock was too big to fit inside me so I spent the night tied up on his couch having my - sorry His - cunt stretched so he can eventually fuck my brains out,” she said as she gazed raptly into James' deep dark eyes.
Kenny asked, “So, he hurt you? You need to get somewhere safe!”
Lisa felt st her loose pussy with her fingers. Savoring the floppiness of her stretched labia and vagina. “Kenny, I don’t think your pea-sized fucking brain gets it. I wanted him to do it. No, I fucking begged him to stretch his cunt till it could hold his monster black cock.” she cruelly while feeling the flood of wetness fill her pussy.
Lisa could also now hear the squishy slapping sound of Kenny trying to masturbate himself with hotel lotion over the phone. “Are you getting off on that Kenny? Are getting off at the thought of me spread out and tied up while a huge black man rapes his cunt with his baseball bat-sized cock?”
“What do you mean by his cunt?” Kenny squeaked.
“Well, it's like this Kenny. James owns me and every part of me in a visceral sense. It’s like he has hands, feet, an enormous cock, and so forth and my body and especially my cunt are his like they are an extension of him and his body so he can do whatever he wants with them including stretch his count till your dick in it is like a pencil in a bucket.” Lisa said forthrightly.
That was all it took. Lisa heard Kenny’s whiny high-pitched orgasm squeal and the sound of his cum dribble hitting the toilet water. “Shit. You came already?” she scolded. “And it was such a weak little dribble from the sound of it. I think you’d have to cum four or five times to shoot the same amount as one of James’ massive loads.” she taunted.
James laughed out loud at her taunting of Kenny. Kenny cried, “He’s still fucking there?!”
“Well, he wasn’t but he came over to help me clean up a bit,” Lisa said conspiratorially. “And I sure hope he will be ‘fucking’ here this morning,” she added with great emphasis on fucking.
“What do you think James? Am I ready for fucking? I hope so.” Lisa cooed. James laughed his deep smooth laugh again and said, “Could be a little one. You sure could be and I promise you we will find out.”
Kenny was shouting something over the phone but both Lisa and James were ignoring him as James stepped closer to the tub. His huge cock was dangling at face level to Lisa as she basked in the warm water. James said, “Kenny, Lisa, and I would like some privacy now if you don’t mind. Why don’t you give the phone calls a rest for a few days while she and I get better acquainted? I’ll make sure nothing happens to her that she doesn’t want to have to happen.” Then he ended the call and put the phone on silent.
Lisa could see the phone lighting up with another call from Kenny as she took the head of James’ huge black cock into her mouth … at least as much as physically possible.
When Lisa groggily awoke again, the clock on the mantle read 6:27 AM. At first, she struggled to remember where she was as slowly the events of the previous evening began to emerge from the fog in her mind. She was in the house of her new black neighbor James tied up on his coach with a horse speculum gaping at her tender little white pussy. The throbbing from her groin was a growing reminder of the latter.
“Wait!” her foggy mind finally realized. “My hands are untied. James must have loosened them sometime this morning while I slept.” Lisa couldn’t believe she had slept that soundly with the throbbing ache in her groin and the tension she felt drawing on her thinly stretched taint.
She felt the air against the inside of her gaping pussy. A mild puff from the heating vent nearby she supposed. It was a sensation she had never felt before but it caused a fear to rise from deep in her mind. “Shit.” she thought, “My pussy has gaped like this for 6 and a half hours. What sort of bacteria and fungi might have blown in there? Panic about infections and toxic shock syndrome or who knows what began to build in her mind.
Lisa still could not bring her knees together because the huge speculum splayed them necessarily apart. She groped around the opening to her womanhood feeling at the mechanism that tightened and loosened it. She slipped her finger into the trigger mechanism but when she tried to pull or push it would not budge. James must have eventually opened it to the maximum.
Lisa was panicking now. She wanted this potentially deadly device out of her. She propped up on her elbows to gain a better view and saw the maw of her gaping vagina. Although most of what she could see were the two stainless steel arms that spread her wide open, it was inconceivable to her that she could open that widely. The most visible items of hers were her thinly stretched taint. It stretched and white like the knuckles of a nervous driver clamped to a steering wheel and she could also see her swollen engorged clit with a hood that normally would have hidden much of it pulled back by the tautness of surrounding flesh stretched to its utter limits.
A fresh wave of panic washed over Lisa as she saw her tortured nether regions. Her fingers began picking and tugging at every protruding part of the speculum hoping by chance to disengage the trigger, but tugging hard on anything sent renewed pain from her vagina up through her anus, into her spine, and like a bullet into her brain making her entire body tremble. As unlikely as it seemed all of this was making her wet. She thought about trying to just pull it out but it was so tightly drawn that she feared irreparable damage to his er her cunt.
Fortunately, James was nowhere in sight. He was probably sleeping so she had to hurry. Taking a few deep breaths she whispered to herself to stay calm and focused. Calming down she methodically felt around the trigger and then down below it toward the apparatus until she found a small flat lever hinged into the ratchet system. She squeezed it with a finger and thumb and felt a flood of relieved pressure in her cunt as the two arms of the speculum were pushed together by the walls of her vagina. The speculum, slick with Lisa’s wetness slid out of her onto the couch below her ass.
Lisa’s breath came in deep ragged gasps as she felt the relief from the stretching pressure but a burning tingling as the blood rushed into her previously stretched taint. She stood up on wobbly legs. Her head spun for a bit from standing too quickly after lying down so long and being in such a panic.
When the dizziness had passed she looked around the sparely furnished living room for something to wrap around her naked body. There was no blanket, afghan, or throw rug. Nothing but her torn pink dress in a heap by the door where it had been discarded the night before. She grabbed it and slipped it on over her shoulders and tried to pull it together in the front. It was a tight dress by design before James had cut it open up the front with a knife. Now, it was impossible to completely cover herself with it. She opened the door and stepped out into the dim morning light. Using one hand to gather the dress together over her breasts she started to dash across the street to the safety of her house. She felt the walls of her slack vagina slapping past each other as she ran and was halfway across the street when she heard the horn blaring and saw the car swerving to just miss her by inches.
Heart racing and breath ragged, Lisa reached her door only to find it locked. “What the fuck!” she thought. “Who fucking locked the door! And her keys were inside!” Lisa began turning over Kenneth’s planters and flower pots looking for the spare key he hid under one of them. Her tits were out for anyone to see and her bare ass as well. “What kind of pussy mother fucker man has flowers?” she thought in a rage. “I bet James never grew a fucking flower in his life.” Finally, she found the key in the last pot she overturned. “Jesus,” she said out loud, “it’s always under the last one.”
Lisa opened the door, stepped quickly inside, and closed and locked it. She exhaled a deep breath and immediately felt calmer and safer. She went straight to the kitchen and scrambled some eggs with cheese and devoured them before heading upstairs for a long hot bath. On her way out of the kitchen, she saw her phone on the counter. There were several missed calls from Kenneth already this morning and a voice message telling her to call back so he knew she was ok.
She felt the walls of her loose vagina again sliding past each other as she climbed the stairs and had the first pang of uncertainty over abandoning James’ house came with their reminder. Judging from the slackness she felt, she must have been close to ready for him. “Did she overreact?” her mind began to question.
As she stepped into the steaming tub her phone rang. It was her husband and she picked up on the fourth ring and put the phone in speaker mode. “Hi Kenny, how’s your trip going?” she said knowing how he hated being called Kenny.
Ken responded without comment on the name, “I got in here early in the morning and have been trying to call you ever since. Are you ok? Is that guy gone?”
“That guy,” Lisa said smugly, “is our neighbor and his name is James. Sorry, I missed your calls but I went out without my phone and then fell asleep.”
“Well, I don’t like the idea of him being around. He sounded dangerous on the phone last night,” said Ken.
That’s when Lisa saw the bathroom door swing quietly open and James loom hugely in the doorway. She swallowed at the sight of him and in that moment remembered him picking up her keys from the counter the night before.
“Did you go out with him?” Ken was accused after Lisa didn’t respond.
“With James? Yes, sort of.” Lisa demurred.
“What do you mean sort of?” Kenny whined.
“Well, if you must pry. We were at James’ house.” Lisa teased and looked at James who was slowly removing his t-shirt and shorts to reveal his toned body and enormous cock. She palpably felt her mind sagging under his spell. All of her apprehensions from earlier in the morning were swept away by the sight of this black god standing before her.
“So, you fucked him then?” Kenny averred.
Lisa laughed deeply and loudly. “I tried. But his cock was too big to fit inside me so I spent the night tied up on his couch having my - sorry His - cunt stretched so he can eventually fuck my brains out,” she said as she gazed raptly into James' deep dark eyes.
Kenny asked, “So, he hurt you? You need to get somewhere safe!”
Lisa felt st her loose pussy with her fingers. Savoring the floppiness of her stretched labia and vagina. “Kenny, I don’t think your pea-sized fucking brain gets it. I wanted him to do it. No, I fucking begged him to stretch his cunt till it could hold his monster black cock.” she cruelly while feeling the flood of wetness fill her pussy.
Lisa could also now hear the squishy slapping sound of Kenny trying to masturbate himself with hotel lotion over the phone. “Are you getting off on that Kenny? Are getting off at the thought of me spread out and tied up while a huge black man rapes his cunt with his baseball bat-sized cock?”
“What do you mean by his cunt?” Kenny squeaked.
“Well, it's like this Kenny. James owns me and every part of me in a visceral sense. It’s like he has hands, feet, an enormous cock, and so forth and my body and especially my cunt are his like they are an extension of him and his body so he can do whatever he wants with them including stretch his count till your dick in it is like a pencil in a bucket.” Lisa said forthrightly.
That was all it took. Lisa heard Kenny’s whiny high-pitched orgasm squeal and the sound of his cum dribble hitting the toilet water. “Shit. You came already?” she scolded. “And it was such a weak little dribble from the sound of it. I think you’d have to cum four or five times to shoot the same amount as one of James’ massive loads.” she taunted.
James laughed out loud at her taunting of Kenny. Kenny cried, “He’s still fucking there?!”
“Well, he wasn’t but he came over to help me clean up a bit,” Lisa said conspiratorially. “And I sure hope he will be ‘fucking’ here this morning,” she added with great emphasis on fucking.
“What do you think James? Am I ready for fucking? I hope so.” Lisa cooed. James laughed his deep smooth laugh again and said, “Could be a little one. You sure could be and I promise you we will find out.”
Kenny was shouting something over the phone but both Lisa and James were ignoring him as James stepped closer to the tub. His huge cock was dangling at face level to Lisa as she basked in the warm water. James said, “Kenny, Lisa, and I would like some privacy now if you don’t mind. Why don’t you give the phone calls a rest for a few days while she and I get better acquainted? I’ll make sure nothing happens to her that she doesn’t want to have to happen.” Then he ended the call and put the phone on silent.
Lisa could see the phone lighting up with another call from Kenny as she took the head of James’ huge black cock into her mouth … at least as much as physically possible.
