The British Bondage Collection by J.A. Bailey Page B

around it.
    Carefully he drew it in and out, and she could
feel sweat beading on her lip and her body straining under the new sensations.
It was far more invasive than his thumb and her body had been too consumed by
pleasure to take much notice at the time.
    “Are you nervous?”
    Holly opened her mouth and then clamped it shut
and nodded.
    Daniel tilted his head with a grin and studied
her. “I like taking anal virgins,” he said matter of factly. “It’s not so  much
the tightness but the little sounds and the look on their face as they feel
your cock sliding in their hole for the first time.” He prodded forwards for
emphasis, drawing a strangled groan from her. “I can’t wait to see your face,
Holly.”
    His finger left her and he climbed off the bed
and opened the drawer in the bedside table. Holly observed him, admiring the
ripple of his muscles as he moved easily. Her heart may have been hammering
with apprehension but apparently her body couldn’t get enough of him.
    Yanking out a bottle of lube with a triumphant
grin, he settled back onto the bed. “Can you put your legs behind your head?”
    Holly nodded unsteadily. “I think so.”
    “Do it please.” He eyed her as she pressed her
feet against the bed and her cheeks warmed as it opened up her arse completely.
“Can you stay like that?” he asked.
    “I don’t know.” It was not exactly comfortable
but she was pretty flexible.
    Leaning over her, Daniel tugged loose the
restraints attached to the brass railings and, with a rip of Velcro, closed
them around her ankles, keeping them pinned next to her head. Her breathing
hitched and she struggled to draw in air as reality hit in. He was going to
stick his cock in her virgin arse. What the hell had she done?
    “Holly, stop it,” he said sharply.
    “S-sorry,” she stuttered out as she attempted
to calm her breaths.
    “I mean it, Holly. Breathe. If you don’t,
you’ll be whipped again.”
    His sudden threat snapped her out of her panic
and she found she could breathe more easily once more. When he seemed satisfied
she wasn’t going to pass out from fear, he moved back between her legs and
began smoothing in the silky lubricant.
    Holly focused on the rippling of the muscles in
his arm and the slight furrow of concentration on his brow as he covered every
inch of her bottom, thrusting his finger into her hole with gradually more
force and coating her insides with the lube.
    When he settled between her legs, Holly felt
the panic bubbling up again as his head prodded her anus experimentally. As he
rubbed it over her arse, lubing up his cock, he kissed her, tangling his tongue
wildly with hers and drowning out her fears once more.
    “It’s not my intention to hurt you, Holly. I am
going to take your arse hard and fast eventually, but you will enjoy it. I’ll
make sure of it.”
    She nodded her understanding. Would she really
enjoy it? She couldn’t see how, but she knew he wouldn’t intentionally hurt
her. That was enough for her.
    With another fierce kiss, he drove his cock
forwards, pressing until she was sure her arse would split. It finally opened
up for him and she held her breath as his head stretched her tight hole wide.
She waited for the pain, but his earlier preparations must have made it ready
for him as none came. Her eyes widened as he inched his way in, his own blue
eyes watching her reaction carefully as her mouth dropped open.
    The lube meant he sunk in easily and she
uttered a choked cry as his huge shaft claimed her virgin hole. God, she’d
never felt anything like it. She couldn’t tell whether she liked it or not, the
sensation was so exquisitely alien but when he withdrew almost to the tip before
easing back in once more, her cunt pulsed with need.
    Thrusting again, Daniel took her arse with more
force as her body relaxed around him and Holly took what he could give with
increasing eagerness as he told her how hot she was, how tight she was. His
solid thighs slapped against