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Anastasia by Kelly Addams

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Anastasia 
(Kelly Addams)


Now her mind was fried, he had used the pulley rope to slowly raise her, her breasts had felt ready to burst, muscles inside her body strained as her full weight was taken by her misshapen mammaries. Joe had slackened the straps around her ankles, quickly she had shuffled her legs together and raised herself onto her toes, but the relief was fleeting, another slow and steady pull on the rope and her toes broke contact with the stone floor, she was suspended with her arms spread wide. Joe stood back and admired his handiwork, his smile was wide as he traced a fingertip across boobs that were as hard and tight as a pair of purple watermelons, tears streamed from her tortured eyes and a steady trickle of drool leaked from the holes in her gag.
“You look amazing,” he said softly and leaned forward to kiss the narrow strip of red pubes that seemed to point directly to her exposed clit, “And reality is proving to be so much better than fantasy... I want to keep you forever Ana, I want to keep you as my pet!”
Anastasia groaned, her head was spinning and the sensation of his lips brushing against her hyper sensitive clitoris was driving all other considerations from her muddled mind. She was in agony, she was in heaven... pleasure and pain, to her mind... the first was only possible in the presence of the second.
The dildo invaded her again just as he had promised, and with eyes closed and head thrown back she gave herself to the most intense orgasm of her young life. step-granddad Joe may have been all theory at the beginning of the evening, but his short practice had led to instant perfection, and as the crescendo of her climax faded she sagged against the bonds on her wrists and tits and sobbed, the power of her emotions so great.
“Now I'm ready!” he whispered as the rope suspending her slowly slackened, “I'm going to make love to you Ana, and I'm going to fuck you too... because the two acts are different in my thinking, first I will be gentle and comforting... tender, but don't relax for too long, soon after I intend to use you hard and rough, I'll fuck you like the trashy little fuck toy that you are, dirty little slut.”