Face-down on the hood of her car, I feel her greasy rubber-gloved fingers probe my anus. I struggle, but my hands are of little use cuffed behind my back. It’s been many weeks since I’ve been taken by her and I am especially tight, but in a moment my body will acquiesce, and she will stretch my sphincter and take my ass again. First her index finger, the outer ring gives way, then the inner, as she rotates her hand left and right, widening the hole and adding fingers until I feel most of her hand inside me. She fucks me for a minute with her fist before pulling out of me. She lays her enormous cock in my butt crack, and I feel the lube she pours on it run down its shaft, eventually dripping off of my balls. She whispers in my ear “my cock is ten times the size of yours” as she presses the head of the thick dildo against my loosened hole. She kicks my legs apart, but the pants around my ankles only give so much. They are the perfect stock to hobble me.
The steel cage covering my penis bangs against the metal of the hood of her car and I want to warn her, so it doesn’t scratch the paint job, but her panties fill my mouth, secured with a ball gag, preventing the slightest sound from leaving my lips. The panties tasted salty when she first put them in my mouth. Perhaps she urinated on them or wiped her ass before gaging me. Now, they are just a ball of spit. I hear the gloves snap off her hands, and her nails dig into the flesh of my waist as she gains purchase. Her foot-long cock, almost the diameter of her fist, is forced in me to its hilt with a single thrust. A sudden burst of fire flashes from my ass, to my balls, and then to my gut. My penis, already atrophied from months of confinement, shrivels and disappears in my groin. Almost as soon as she penetrated me, she pulls her cock most of the way out, then drives it back in again. Relentless in her assault, spewing vile names and humiliating insults as she repeatedly thrusts deep and hard inside me.
“I wish you could satisfy me the way I do you.” She knows I cannot resist her when she treats me this way, and even if I wanted to, I am powerless to respond while lying face-down on the hood, hands behind my back, legs spread, and speared by her huge dick. I momentarily rest my head on the hood of her car, defeated and in total submission. She pounds my ass for what seems like half an hour, then suddenly I feel her hand on the back of my shirt collar, clenching tightly and jerking backwards, choking me, until I am staring at our carnal, distorted reflections in her bug-spattered windshield. I see beads of sweat on her forehead. She grunts as my caged penis bangs against the grill of her car with every deep rhythmic thrust. I feel humiliation, and ashamed that I want her to fuck me harder, fuck me deeper, and treat me like the whore I am.
She must sense that I am on the edge of cumming by the deep guttural moans emanating from my throat. She plunges into me and I feel her chest press into my back as she leans forward, reaches between my legs, pulls on my ball sack sharply, and hisses, “Show me your sissy orgasm!” As if on command, the fluid flows, a spurt with each thrust until I am drained. It is not a man’s orgasm, but rather a girly one. If not gaged, I might have squealed, or maybe cried. My penis is silent inside its suffocating cage, but my balls pulse and my legs shake. I whimper behind my gag as I feel semen flow down my legs. She gives my balls hard squeeze in an effort to drain the last of me. I imagine the cum is her semen and not my own. My butt aches as my anus clinches the cock that is still lodged firmly in my ass. “Look at the camera on the dash and smile for me, slut. This one’s going viral on the web,” she laughs. Humiliation washes over me again as I see the red light on the camera and know she isn’t joking. I feel her cock, now dry from being used, as she pulls it from my ass, and I want to cry out, but cannot. My anus gapes and I feel cold air enter me.
She jerks me to my feet by my collar, spins me around, then pushes me to my knees. My back against the grill, she forces her filthy cock in my mouth and orders “clean me, you cocksucker.” Her cock is so large that only the head will fit in my mouth, but she rubs it on my face and demands “lick it clean.” Before I am finished cleaning the dirt off her dick, I see headlights in the distance behind her and I know we won’t be alone much longer. She removes the handcuffs and my arms fall to my side, exhausted from straining against the bondage. “Hurry up and get dressed before they see us out here,” she says as she takes off the strapon and throws it in her car. I remove the ball gag and panties from my mouth and hand them to her. She takes the ball gag, but lets the panties fall to the ground. “Now get in your car and drive away slowly,” she orders. As I pull my semen-soiled pants up and walk back to my car, I see the headlights approaching. Seated in my car, I am catching my breath when I hear a tap on the window and looked up to see her standing by my door. The car speeds by us. I roll down my window and she says “I’ve changed my mind. We’re not done.”, and she opens my car door.