The Maids Adventures chapter 8 part 4

The Maids Adventures chapter 8 part 4

Taking Patrick's hand, Bridget pulled him off to the side, trying to think quickly of how she could most arouse his passions. Letting him take control seemed to be key, from the one night she'd spent with him, and pain and fear aroused him more than anything else, but obedience wasn't far behind.
He'd already had his dose of pain from the Princess and Bridget truly was afraid of him so she let that show in her face as she lay down on the ground.

Spreading her legs wide she grabbed at her ankles, holding them far apart and making her body incredibly vulnerable to him as she exposed her cunt and tender bottom. Her buttocks were still rosy in the campfire light and her terror of him was clearly etched on her face.

"Please take me," she said, her voice trembling, and she saw his cock jerk in reaction.

"You want this?" he asked, fisting his cock. Behind him she could see the Princess mounting Samuel and already beginning to ride him.

"Yes please," she said breathlessly. "I want you to punish me with your big cock."

The avid lust on his face only increased her anxiety as he dropped to his knees and slapped her ass hard. She yelped as his hand came down on her tender ass, a sharp reminder of the spanking that he'd already given her, and he let out a low groan as he gripped that flesh hard. Bridget whimpered.

Hold your legs just like that, he said, his voice filled with lust and need. Don't let go.

And he plunged into her body as Bridget cried out and tried to obey his order. The initial thrust was brutally hard and fast, stretching her tight tunnel ruthlessly with his thick meat. It hurt and she allowed herself to scream and shriek as much as she wanted, only now realizing just how much she'd stifled her voice before because she hadn't wanted Garrett to become hurt while confronting Patrick. Now Garrett was no longer here and she cried out, tears springing to her eyes as her cunt was roughly opened and pounded.

The pitiful cries seemed to spur Patrick onward, his low grunts and groans of pleasure accompanying her whimpers and yelps. Grabbing onto her breasts for leverage, her mauled her teats as he pulled her hard against him, slowing her movement through the dirt from the force of his thrusts. Bridget sobbed and squirmed, struggling to hold her legs open under his steady assault, his thick rod splitting her core over and over again.

That obedience, combined with his excitement from strapping the Princess and his brutal fucking of Bridget's soft cunt, pushed Patrick over the edge. Bridget shrieked as he pounded even harder between her splayed legs, bruising thrusts against her tender folds, and her knees bent as she lost control over her muscles, her body automatically trying to protect itself from his punishing cock.

The rapid fire shoves of his iron rod into her clasping and not entirely willing orifice was followed by a hard grip on her breasts as he rubbed himself against those tender folds, his cock throbbing inside of her as he came. Bridget choked back a sob of relief. Her pussy ached from the brutal assault, as did her breasts, joining the soreness in her ass that she'd already received at Patrick's hands.

She sincerely hoped that this was the last pain she received from him this evening.

To her relief, the Princess was still involved with Samuel, although she had now moved so that he was on top. Yet it didn't seem to be quite enough, he was almost playing with her, drawing out the fucking. Apparently she hadn't excited him enough for him to lose control, the way Bridget had attempted to do with Patrick.

Feeling more than a little relieved, Bridget headed over to Blaine, assessing as she moved. He was always so indifferent that she wasn't entirely sure what would appeal to him. Finally she decided to just do what she could, focusing all of her attention on him. While he often seemed rather indifferent to her, he certainly wasn't indifferent about taking his pleasure. Blaine was lazy and he liked what felt good the mounted position that the Princess had tried (and failed) with Samuel would probably work quite well with him.

Bridget gently pulled Blaine down to the ground and climbed on top of him, one leg on either side of his body. Fortunately he was already hard from watching her with Patrick and the Princess with Samuel, and Bridget thanked her lucky stars that she had finished first so far. It would make things easier. Arranging herself on top of him, Bridget pressed the crown of his cock to her hole and began to tease his tip, lowering herself just enough to take the head of his cock into her body before raising herself up again. Moaning, Blaine filled his hands with her breasts as she teased him, wanting to stoke his arousal even more before she began in earnest.

When he began lifting his hips upwards, trying to thrust into her body despite her movements, Bridget quite suddenly sank onto him, both of them crying out as he filled her completely. She ground herself down on top of him for a moment and then began to rise and fall, her legs working as she leaned backwards so that he could full appreciate the view of her bouncing on top of him, her breasts wobbling on her chest with every movement. It was hard on her legs and she could feel her thighs burning as she worked his cock, concentrating on tightening her inner muscles around him. The added benefit was that clasping his rod with her pussy enhanced her own enjoyment of the proceedings.

When her legs were too tired to maintain the position, she leaned forward so that her breasts were pressed against his body, working her hips faster and harder. She could see the Samuel finally climaxing as he fucked the Princess, his hoarse cries spurring her own efforts as she knew that the Princess would also now be moving on to her second man. Leaning down, she began to lick and nip at Blaine's skin, trying to find the sensitive spots, concentrating on those areas where she had reacted most strongly to Garrett's touch. His collarbone, the hollow at the base of his throat, his ear lobes... oh he liked that. Bridget suckled at the lobe more strongly as Blaine grunted, his hands sliding down her body to her hips so that he could move her harder, faster, his need becoming more urgent.
Biting at his earlobe, Bridget could feel her lower body start to burn and ache with the tension that was gathering, her loins tingling with sensation as Blaine's cock stiffened inside of her. She squeezed his cock as much as she could with her cunt walls, and the increased friction set off her own orgasm. With her cries of pleasure ringing in his ears, her pussy convulsing around his rod, Blaine reached his own point of culmination. Groaning with satisfaction, he filled her pussy with its second load of hot seed for the night, his fingertips digging into the soft swells of her buttocks as he gripped her hips and rubbed her back and forth on top of him.

Panting, Bridget collapsed on top of him as he finished his ecstasy, bucking beneath her while her pussy spammed and pulled at his cock. She whimpered, her twice-used hole feeling sore and sensitive.

Pushing herself up, Bridget could feel cum dripping down onto her thighs as she turned to face Samuel. He regarded her with amused, rather than interested, eyes. Unlike Blaine, he wasn't aroused merely by watching others have sex, especially after he'd already been satisfied by Bridget's mouth and then the Princess. In many ways Bridget still held the advantage - she was ahead, and the Princess was still working on Patrick. But her last man would be Blaine, and Blaine was much easier to please than Samuel. Already he was watching Patrick pounding between the Princess' legs and Bridget was sure that the Princess would have no trouble arousing him.

Which left her with the problem of Samuel licking her lips, Bridget eyed him warily, her muscles tensing as she realized she had no idea what to do. Something about her stance seemed to interest him and he cocked his head at her, his entire demeanor shifting so that he looked like a tall, pale, blonde predator as the campfire light flickered over his form and features. Licking her lips, Bridget was hit with sudden inspiration. She took a step back, away from him, and Samuel's shoulders tensed, his eyes alight with interest. She took another step back away from him and his cock twitched.

"Samuel..." she said, her voice husky, throat still sore from his cock's abuse. His eyes met hers and she turned and ran. A gleeful laugh rang out behind her and she heard him spring after her.

Suddenly her heart was in her throat, pounding as she ran, adrenaline surging through her as she fled before him. The sounds of his breathing and pounding feet were coming closer as she crossed the clearing and Bridget truly felt like prey, fleeing before a hunter, as she sobbed out a ragged breath, her limbs unable to go faster, longer than they already were. The chase had become real, her basest instincts taking over. Fingers brushed the back of her arm and she jerked it away; unfortunately the movement caused her to stumble and she fell and rolled onto the grass. Just as she was about to get up Samuel grabbed her ankle and yanked it back, sending her falling face forward. She let out a cry and threw her hands out in front of her to break her fall, but it still knocked the breath from her body.

Trying to gather her breath and thoughts, Bridget attempted to crawl away from him, but he grabbed her hips and pulled her back, putting his legs over hers. The front of his lower legs were pressed against the center of the backs of her calves, keeping her legs apart and pinned to the ground, his unyielding hands gripping her hips as he pulled her back towards him. Bridget flailed, twisting and cursing at him as his cock rammed forward, splitting her cunt with one brutal stroke. His groin bounced off of her buttocks as he pumped inside of her from behind, shoving her body forward.

Twisting and struggling, they grappled with each other even though Bridget's legs were pinned in place she never stopped fighting him. And Samuel managed to keep fucking her, his cock remaining firmly lodged in her pussy no matter how she moved. Somehow she managed to get a hold of his arm and she bit him in her frenzy to break free. With a roar of anger, Samuel grabbed her hair, twisting it around his hand and pulling her head up. Bridget howled as he pulled his cock free from her pussy and plunged into her ass in retaliation, with no more lubrication than the seed and cream he'd coated his cock in while he'd been seated in her cunt.

Her ass burned from the sudden penetration, her guts cramping as his cock rooted around in her bowels, her muscles spamming around the intruder.
The hand in her hair tugged harder and Bridget found herself on her knees, her body arched with her breasts thrust forward, her hands above her head gripping Samuel's wrist as he plundered her tight ass. The angle allowed him to penetrate her deeply and made it harder for her to struggle, tears leaking down her cheeks as the sharp ache in her bowels stabbed with every hard thrust, her cramped tunnel shuddering as she automatically clenched and released around his shockingly hard rod.

"Please... Nooooooooo...slower... oh God.... ."

Chasing her had aroused him, subduing her had made him into a rutting animal, and her biting counter assault had inflamed him. Bridget sobbed, tears falling from her cheeks to her out thrust breasts as he ravaged her ass, spearing her body between her soft buttocks and turning a deaf ear to her pleas and cries.

Suddenly he released her hair and Bridget fell forward, her ass high in the air, hips held by his strong hands, and her lower body collapsed on the ground like a supplicant before him. Her ass burned as he began to fuck it harder, moving with powerful strokes in and out of her protesting body, his balls slapping against her splayed pussy. The orgasm that she'd had with Blaine had left her sensitive and this position meant that Samuel's cock was rasping over a sweet spot deep inside of her, causing her body to shudder as pain and pleasure began to mingle, a potent stew that made her tighten even further around him.

To be continued