"A Surprise To Behold"
Fandom: The Loud House
Characters: Lynn Loud Sr., Rita Loud
Pairings: Lynn Loud Sr./Rita Loud
Rated: M
Summary: Feeling that their relationship is lacking, both Lynn Sr. and Rita decide to go to Amsterdam for the entire Spring Break in order to rekindle their flame. What they expect when they get there may be something different that the couple will have an urge to try.
Disclaimer: Just in case if anybody wants to know. The entire show and it's characters are owned by Nickelodeon, and not us. Us on the fact that I'll be writing this fic with my co-writer, UltimateWarriorFan4Ever, who has helped me a lot writing such hot stories like the one you're gonna see right now. Yes, he deserves the credit too. And as you already know, this will be a Loud House fic with a couple we're gonna have a first time writing, which will be Lynn Loud Sr. and his wife Rita. I got a good feeling this is gonna be fun.
P.S.: Just to make sure I also forgot, this will be a multi-chapter fic. Probably a two-shot if it comes to anything like that. But we'll see for sure. Oh, and it's also easier since I just want something out on Fanfiction since it's been a long time since I did so. Anyway, sit back and enjoy the show!
Chapter 2: A Dark, Demented Fantasy
The door was opened right away, leaving both Lynn Sr. and Rita very amazed, intrigued, shocked and speechless at what they saw next. What they were was nothing more than a room filled with whips, chains, gag-balls, handcuffs, floggers, paddles, chairs and tables all painted black, and a whole lot of leather going around. No doubt this room brought a very dark and sadistic sadomasochistic feel. And truth be told, the couple had very little words to take in from the reaction they felt from their faces.
"So, this is the most-liked room out of all the guests?" asked Lynn Sr.
Rita replied by nodding, "It looks like it."
"Look at this place," Lynn Sr. said yet again. "It's dark."
"Yep." Rita nodded.
"It's demented."
"Indeed."
"It's torture!"
"Uh-huh."
This back-and-forth conversation between husband and wife forced Lynn Sr. to display a mischievous grin on his face, smiling at Rita by saying, "I love it!"
"Oh, I feel the same thing, already!" Rita said, squealing in delight. "As a matter of fact…"
Rita immediately went up to Lynn Sr.'s ear, whispering something very naughty and very scandalous so deep that nobody but Lynn Sr. himself could hear it. And what he was hearing from her deep desirable whispers made him take notice with interest.
"Are you sure you want me to do that?" He said with a surprise gasp.
"Oh yeah," Rita nodded, "I want you to do just that."
Lynn Sr. replied with a much deeper grin, "Well then, in that case, we should go change..."
"Way on it!" Rita exclaimed, all before grabbing what seemed to be leather gear and headed for the closet.
At that point, Lynn Sr. began to overlook the sadomasochistic accessories that were laid before him. There was a sex swing with a seat, sportsheet saffron leash & collar, Dicktator sex bench, degrader mouth spreader & nipple clamps, disguise open mouth hood with padded blindfold, bed restraints, organism kit, XL Bondage Board, detachable kinky sex chaise with love pillows, the whole entire works. There were so many ways to dominate Rita in this fashion that Lynn Sr. seriously didn't know where to start.
"I'll say, this hotel knows their kinky stuff…" Lynn Sr. said to himself, all before he finally began to change his clothes. And with nobody around to see him strip much to his enjoyment.
It would take Lynn Sr. a good ten minutes to strip out of his usual everyday clothes and into an outfit that contained a gimp mask, leather jacket, assless chaps with no pants at all (which revealed his bare firm glutes and rock-hard erection) and leather studded boots. That outfit he wore definitely had such an intimidating tone, which was 100% perfect for Lynn Sr. to boot.
"I know that Rita wants to try this stuff out, but I don't want to hurt her badly." Lynn Sr. said to himself, "But since this is something that she wants to do, I'll show her my tough side and my angry side."
Rita of course, was too changing out of her normal clothes from the closet she was in, which now involved an outfit that contained a metal choker, black latex gloves, black lingerie belt, black garter belt, and tall black high-heeled boots with her curvaceous rump and tight blossoming womanhood being exposed in the full-blown bedroom air. Rita immediately got a good look at that outfit she sported in front of the full-blown mirror, which made her whistle with such a flirtatious grin. She was amazed that her whole outfit complimented her curvaceous frame from head-to-toe, leaving her amazed by the fact that she still got it despite her age.
"I hope that watching those BDSM videos in private pays off." Rita thought to herself, showing off one last time before thinking of the sadistic moment she would soon share with her own husband. The thought of Rita's husband dominating her thrilled her to the bone, not even caring what kind of repercussions she was gonna endure from this sick, twisted telethon of torture.
Rita then turned to her shoulder and shouted to her husband, "YOU READY?"
"As you wish, my dear slave." Lynn Sr. spoke back, feeling ready to go.
Rita blushed right away as she exited out of the closet, letting Lynn Sr. get a good look at her saucy leather-clad attire from afar. She looked quite juicy than a delicious succulent Thanksgiving day turkey and more curvaceous than a long curvy road around a usual highway. Just looking at that sight of her got Lynn Sr. mega hard and hung in major glory. No doubt he was a lucky man to have married such a woman who still had a curvy body that would give any curvy woman in their 20's a run for their money.
"Good to know you're ready to do this, my slave!" Lynn Sr. said with a sick mischievous grin, "And you may call me Master."
"Yes Master!" Rita nodded.
Lynn Sr. then proceeded to caress her wife's face with such evil intentions, "Now let's get one thing straight, slave: Whatever I say, goes. And if you resist me, or fail to follow my commands, I will discipline you for drastic measures."
Rita nodded before saying, "Yes, master."
"If you do as I say and be a good slave, I'll give you something in return." Lynn Sr. grinned once more before changing his tone of voice very sternly, "But if you fail me, I will use every power I have to make sure you are tortured ten times as worse. Even to the point where you will do good on your task. Got me, slave?!"
Rita nodded yet again, "Yes, Master. I will follow anything you say."
"Good, now you better keep your word or else." Lynn Sr. replied, warning Rita for the last time as she replied back with a gentle nod. "Now turn around and bend over like the pathetic dog you are…"
Not even wasting no time at all though, Rita carefully bent over on all fours on the table while at the same time Lynn Sr. grabbed what seemed to be a sportsheet saffron leash & collar. It was quite the perfect accessory for a bitch in heat like Rita, who was aching to be disciplined like the dog she was about to become. LITERALLY… He proceeded to hook the collar all around Rita's neck, making her feel like a leather-covered pet trapped in nothing but her own prison. But that wasn't it though. Much to Lynn Sr's luck, he also found what seemed to be a big round buttplug with a dog's tail at the end. Now this was the perfect icing on the cake. Lynn Sr. proceeded to lube up the entire buttplug with one gentle rub of lube, all before inserting through her tight supple hole much to a slightly loud painful moan coming from Rita herself.
"Ohhhhh god!" She cried out in a lustful tone, obviously as a response to that entire buttplug thrusted into her with one gentle thrust.
Lynn Sr. said with a smile, "That's right. It's perfect for a bitch like you, slave."
"Yes, master… it's perfect for a bitch like me." Rita nodded, biting her tongue in such a lewd way.
Lynn Sr. sneered in response, "Now hold still. We'll get started…"
Immediately doing what she was told, Rita watched in interest as she saw Lynn Sr. grab what seemed to be a whip with a small little paddle at the end. It definitely didn't resemble the kind of whip that Indiana Jones used in the movies, that was for sure. Rita didn't have time to think what would be coming next though as Lynn Sr. cracked his whip hard onto the blonde's firm left ass cheek, surprising Rita with such a straight hiss. It had already been the first whip and so far, it left an impression on Rita and the whip mark that had now blistered upon that same left ass-cheek.
"OOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH, YES!" She squealed with painful delight, ignoring the pain.
"You like that, slave?" Lynn Sr. said with a raised eyebrow, "You like it when I whip your ass like a pet?"
"Oh god, I want more!" Rita nodded as a way to say 'YES'.
"You shall have more, slave." Lynn Sr. said, tightening up his whip once more.
With just another crack of his padded whip, Lynn Sr. swung for the fences and struck Rita in the right ass cheek again, only this time, it was twice as hard than the first one. Then he struck her ass again.
And again.
And again.
AND AGAIN.
"Oh god, whip me good!" Rita shouted, letting out a moan so loud that it could almost send a banshee running for cover.
"Oh I'm gonna keep whipping you, slave." Lynn Sr. grinned with such a malicious smile, "And I won't be stopping until I see your ass busted and completely raw with blood and whip-marks."
No surprise Lynn Sr. wasn't gonna be stopping anytime soon. He continued his lashing assault on his wife's right ass cheek once more, but it proved to be even more violent and pleasurable than the last, leaving quite a red mark that felt so deep that it was making Rita come THIS close to bleeding. Hell, it was stinging so hard it was gonna be very hard for her to sit down later on. But this was exactly what she wanted, even though she shed so much tears due to the lashing her supple ass had to endure.
The lashing had continued on for another 10 minutes before Lynn Sr. surprisingly yet menacingly cut Rita a break, letting her enjoy the tears that were now drying up her cheeks. She knew it hurt, but she wouldn't lie about the fact that it hurt so good.
Lynn Sr. replied with a full-blown smirk, "Well, slave… I'm surprised you didn't break. Well done."
Rita felt a little worn out smiling, "Thank you, master… that's what I needed."
"Since you followed one of my "Lynn commands", It's about time I reward you…" Lynn Sr. snickered yet again.
Rita legit had no idea what Lynn Sr. was planning right up his sleeve, But once he lifted up her chin to face him however, he took in a more wicked grin by forcing his tender lips to whisper close to his ear like a venomous snake.
"You will bow down and kiss my feet." Lynn Sr. said with a deep command, "And make it good for me."
"I will, master." She nodded before getting down on her knees.
Lynn Sr. smiled once more seeing her wife bow down on all fours like the little dog, alas the little pet she wanted to become for her dominating master. He wasted no time shoving his bare feet right around her wife's face, letting Rita get a good sniff of his strange flower scent coming from his feet himself. This was the kind of guy who knew how to take care of his foot hygiene very well. Rita wanted to experience the bouncy springtime feel herself, forcing her lips to kiss all around the tight calluses just to make him smile and chuckle half-heartedly in an evil malicious fashion. She even snuck in a little lick as well, making her toes tingle with such tingling pleasure.
"That's right, slave. Enjoy my precious feet." Lynn Sr. whispered very muskily.
It was no surprise Rita was relishing in this kind of relief, even if it was for a little while before Lynn Sr. continued to be dominant towards her. But right now, the only thing she wanted to focus on was kissing every single toe, heel and ankle bone of his much to her heart's content. The way his foot looked in her eyes was so amazing, it was almost like it was chiseled out of pure stone-like granite. It was a masterpiece to lick, suck, kiss, worship, and adore out of breathless anticipation. Lynn Sr. proved to be impressed how well Rita kissed his callous foot features from head-to-toe, not getting enough of that florent scent enrapturing her.
"Good work, slave!" Lynn Sr. smirked, "You are impressing me time after time…"
"I'm glad I can satisfy your needs, master." Rita nodded.
"I'm glad to hear that, slave." Lynn Sr. replied, before pointing to the floor and saying, "Now enough is enough. Get on the floor right now."
"As you wish, master." Rita nodded, all before laying down on her back.
She immediately found it weird why she was lying on her back like this, but it would be crystal clear why. And it was in the form of Lynn Sr. shoving his foot down on her neck, pressing it very hard and tight down on the gag region, leaving it very hard for Rita to breathe in the process. Feeling his husband's foot right across her neck was almost like having a boa constrictor wrapped around her, but only worse.
Rita let out a loud gasp croaking out, "Ack…ma…master…*gasp*...Ahhhh!"
"Yes, that's right." Lynn Sr. smirked evilly, "Suffer for your master. You know deep down you like it."
Rita, being helpless as she was, managed to smile out in struggling pain, "Yes… I… uaaaagh… I do…"
She knew was turned on by the idea of being choked out by her husband after already watching those BDSM videos in private. Since then she had been wanting Lynn Sr. to choke her, but Rita was afraid to ask him until now. But even then, maybe she was glad she didn't in the first place knowing how well Lynn Sr. read her dirty thoughts like a book. Right now her thoughts were now focused on the image of Lynn Sr, pressing his foot hard across her neck, while at the same time making her face looking bluer than a big gigantic raspberry. Rita was living her fetish fantasy and no doubt she was loving it to the very end.
"That's right, keep choking for me." Lynn Sr. grinned,, continuing to press his foot down harder on his wife's throat until she could barely talk anymore.
"Ugh….*gasp*...ack….gah!" Rita gagged heavily, with her face nearly bloated in return.
As fun as Rita found all the choking to be, it quickly grew tired in Lynn Sr's favor though as she got his foot off of her neck, therefore giving her a chance to breathe in a little extra air.
"Alright slave, since you did another good job not resisting, you deserve a little extra treat." He whispered to her muskily, leaving Rita turned on by his voice.
She whispered back with a gentle nod, "Yes, give me a treat."
Lynn Sr. grabs Rita by her collar, pulling her up to his face. "You forgot to say please, slave."
"Please, master!"Rita said, pleading on her knees.
"That's better." Lynn Sr. whispered again, "After all, if I'm gonna choke you, I've got better ways in doing so."
Rita nodded back, "I know, I don't care, master. Whatever you choose, I'll be fine with it either way."
With that being said, Lynn Sr. nodded understandably before commanding her with an evil intention, "Stay still on her knees, slave."
Rita immediately did what she was told, setting herself down on all fours like Lynn Sr. asked her picture perfectly. Of course, not without undoing a bit of her leather belt of course, leaving her back exposed and bare for Lynn Sr, to see with his own malicious eyes.
Grabbing the whip upon his own two hands, he immediately cracked the whip hard across her lower back, leaving Rita to clench her fists just to endure that lash that had now inflicted her back not too long ago, Much to her surprise, she didn't feel that first whip. It was a bit of a light feeling at first until Lynn Sr. cracked that whip once again, this time getting Rita right by the upper back region. The impact of that whip was so strong it forced Rita to fall down to the floor, therefore letting the strength out of her elbows.
Lynn Sr. wasn't pleased by this however, forcing him to scowl, "Get back up, slave. You're pathetic."
Rita immediately did as she was told, trying her best to get on all fours. She couldn't believe she stumbled in front of her husband like this. But Rita knew herself that something klutzy like that had to happen. Right now, all she had to do and endure as Lynn Sr. cracked that whip for a second time, leaving yet another nasty mark around Rita's back in its wake. And then another and yet another. Each crack of the whip was getting more dangerous, more deadly and more desirable for Rita to witness deep down despite all the excruciating pain.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH…" Rita screamed, taking yet another whip of the crack coming from Lynn Sr.
Lynn Sr. nodded with yet another vicious snarl, "Don't try to resist, slave!"
"Owwwww… Master, please… ohhhhh… it hurts…" Rita cried out, doing her valiant best not to shed tears (thankfully she didn't).
Lynn Sr. found himself muttering out a "tsk, tsk, tsk," before smirking with grim intentions, "I'm really ashamed of you. I thought you knew better not to stumble in front of me."
"Once again, I'm sorry…" Rita bowed down, just as a way to apologize.
Lynn Sr. shook his head, "Sorry isn't good enough, slave. I told you that failing to comply will only bring you grave consequences."
"I understand, master." Rita nodded understandably. "Whatever you have for me, I will be ready for whatever comes next."
Lynn Sr. grabs his wife by her head again, "Because you failed me, I think it's time for you to take your first punishment. Lay onto your back, slave."
"Yes, master." Rita nodded, all while laying on her back as she was told.
Rita watched with uncertainty as she saw Lynn Sr. grab what seemed to be a battery box with two metallic pin-cables. She literally didn't know what to make of this, and thankfully, she did not want to know until Lynn Sr. grabbed one of the jumper cables and pinched Rita right in her left ample nipple. And it wouldn't be long before he attached the other jumper cable to the other nipple, leaving her whole tits pinched as a result.
"Is this my punishment, master?" Rita asked him a bit nicely, yet painfully.
"Something like that, slave." Lynn Sr. nodded as he reminded her to her face, "I'm not going to electrocute you, but your breasts are gonna get pinched, twisted and if you're lucky not to fail me, I'll even pull them."
Rita felt a huge gulp come down her throat hearing this, but once again, this had to be expected as part of her punishment. The only thing she could do at this point was brace herself as Lynn took that jumper cable and twisted her left nipple to the right. The blonde took in the deepest breath she could and hissed in pain, preventing her from screaming at the very slightest. All it really did for however was grit her teeth very tightly as that very same left nipple of hers was now twisting over to the left, leaving her to viciously cling onto the floor tightly.
"That's right, dog." Lynn Sr. whispered maliciously, "You deserve this kind of pain coming from me."
Rita couldn't even reply to her husband as a result, all she was doing right now was feel the pain her nipples were feeling. Mainly her left titty pretty much doing most of the damage. But Lynn Sr. made crystal clear her right supple tit was about to get in the fun as well. He did just that as her right nipple was now being twisted to the left, leaving her with the worst case of purple nurple known possible. And the way her right nipple was now being twisted to the right left her to cling onto the floor even more violently, so much that the rest of her nails broke through her latex gloves and onto the floor, leaving out some microscopic tiny holes in her wake.
"Is that pain getting a little too tough for you, slave?" Lynn Sr. asked with a stern tone.
Rita wasn't able to hold her tongue for long however, leaving her to scream out, "No, I deserve it, master!"
"We'll see how long you can hold yourself when I do this." He said, putting his hands tightly on the jumper cables.
Rita had let out a painful whimper as Lynn Sr. proceeded to pull on her nipples tightly, making the blonde spasm out in pure intense pain. Of course, it was a bad feeling for Rita to experience, but compared to all of the intense sore nipple twisting she suffered not too long ago, it was at least a lot less worse. It definitely was not saying much however. Her tits combined was feeling a bit of soreness to the point where her already twisted nipples looked like they were pretty much getting bloated and swollen as a result. This was torture, but this was the pleasurable kind of torture that Rita deep down enjoyed coming from him. Her big hefty breasts continued to be pulled apart until the pain got too extreme that all Rita could do was tap out as a result, leaving Lynn Sr. quite surprised yet disappointed in return. But it was a feigned kind of disappointment as he looked down on him with such a mischievous scowl.
"Aw, why give up like that, slave? I was just having fun with your punishment." He replied with malicious.
"I think my breasts can't take more of this," Rita said with a shaken head. "I gotta give them time to breathe, master."
He shook his head back to her saying, "But you don't get it, do you, slave? I will allow your breasts to breathe when I feel like it. So since you cut me off like that, I'm gonna have to amplify your punishment."
"I completely understand, master." Rita nodded, now officially making this worse for herself. She immediately looked up to Lynn Sr. asking, "What will be my punishment, master. Will you continue to squeeze, twist and pinch my tits?"
"As much as I want to, slave. I got a better punishment for you." Lynn Sr. said, caressing Rita's chin. "One that will prove how tough you really think you are when it comes to my kind of domination."
Rita had wondered to herself what her husband had planned on doing to her next. At this point, she had been whipped, choked, stepped on and had her breasts pinched to kingdom come. There had to be something sinister and unexpected coming up upon the sick twisted mind that was Lynn Loud Sr. himself.
Yet upon further examination and much thought, Lynn Sr. at that exact moment had possessed what seemed to be a pair of handcuffs. He managed to put them behind Rita's back and cuff her up so that she would not escape. But that wouldn't be the end however. Lynn Sr also possessed a long rope that he had with him as well. He wasted no time tying the entire rope around the bottom of her calves, leaving her tied like a big juicy pig getting ready to be put on the old spitroast. This looked to be some weird punishment for her from the looks of things. So much that Rita definitely had to ask with such curiosity.
"Master?"
Before Rita could say anything else coming from her helpless lips though, her eyes widened with such earth-shattering shock as Lynn Sr. brought out what looked like a branding iron with the word "SLUT" written all over in pure hot iron.
The sight of that iron was making Rita gulp, let alone shrivel in pure horror of the thought of being branded.
"No… please, master…" Rita pleaded.
Lynn Sr. shook his head saying, "I'm afraid I can't do that, slave. But what I can do is see if you can take the heat!"
Rita was now scared at what was about to occur next. She was really hoping that this didn't leave a serious mark for her, but before such thoughts could occur though, Rita hissed and yelped helplessly as that branding iron surged right through that skin, leaving the words slut printed upon her unleashed right ass cheek!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The blonde said, crying with so much intense pain. It was so intense that the heat was nearly compared to bathing in a searing hot spring.
Lynn Sr. loved the malicious pain he was causing upon her wrecked ass cheeks. He even loved the way her own wife was showing her tears as a result from the tremendously hot heat coming from his branding iron. What he couldn't stand however was her ear-piercing scream that made Lynn Sr.'s ears cringe and bleed.
"Alright, I'm really getting sick of hearing your pathetic cries, pig." He growled, all while grabbing what seemed to be a gag-ball in his hand.
Lynn Sr. had quickly placed the gag-ball around Rita's lips, leaving her unable to scream from the inescapable heat that continued to haunt her in his mind. And no doubt he wanted to leave her a grim reminder to remember him by.
"Listen to me, and you better make me repeat myself." Lynn Sr said, holding his wife by the neck with both hands. "You better not even think of screaming in pain. If you even whimper even once through this gag ball, what I'm doing to you now will be nothing short of a cakewalk of what I will do to you next should you disobey me again. Are we clear, slave?"
Rita couldn't really respond with the gag-ball unfortunately, although she did manage to reply with a small gentle nod as a way to say "yes" to her dominating master. Despite the answer that she gave him though, it never stopped Lynn Sr. from letting go however. He had his hands pressed on her neck like a helpless squeeze-toy, getting much tighter and tighter with each passing second. Rita did have to admit that she loved the idea of her own husband choking her like this, but she never imagined the kind of dangerous and heartless intentions Lynn Sr. had in mind through these sick fucked-up acts of his. He did not care if he felt like a monster doing so, all Lynn Sr. wanted to do was fulfill his wife's sick, twisted, dark requests of pleasure and torture one dare not imagine.
Her wife's face had turned a dark shade of purple, leaving Rita this close to having her life flash before her eyes as a result. But realizing how her life was foolishly precious as it was, a sinister Lynn Sr. somehow managed to show a little, tiny shred of humanity by finally letting go of her, leaving Rita nearly blacked out and unconscious in return. Even so, this didn't do much to change the evil behavior that was ridden upon his face.
"Looks like you lucked out for now." Lynn Sr. replied, "But don't you dare think for once this will be all, slave. Your neck is gonna be in for more hell than you think. You shouldn't worry though, slave. I plan to do a lot to your neck, your ass, your breasts, your pussy and even both your limbs if I want to. It's only IF you continue to follow what I say."
Even despite what he said though, Rita still couldn't breathe all due to the gag-ball covering her mouth, which would explain why she could only breathe through her nose in response. But no doubt she was hanging onto every single word Lynn Sr. was saying to her. Rita knew she did not want to fuck up like last time. She did not want to make this worse, no matter how much Rita herself found this pleasurable to her.
"Now speaking of your pussy, it's time for me to have some fun with it." Lynn Sr. smirked.
With her hands cuffed behind her back and her feet tied together, the helpless blonde watched as Lynn Jr. cracked his knuckles with such intimidation, all before positioning two of his best fingers deep inside her tender clit. Rita remained her calm self as she watched her husband slip inside her with such a forceful ram. It definitely wasn't gentle at the slightest though, but it was just right enough not to hurt Rita so much. He wanted to at least let Rita enjoy a little bit of solitude before he could sooner or later pick up the pace regarding his rough yet violent finger speed. When he eventually did pick up the face however, all it did was make Rita squeal even more louder than a pig being trapped in a barbecued roast. Just hearing that helpless squeal made Lynn Sr. smile with such sick, twisted delight.
"You like it when I make you squeal, huh slave?" He whispered to her wife.
Rita muffled into the gag ball, nodding out with sexual desperation, "Mmmmmmmmmm….mmmmmmm…."
It had been a very long time since Rita had any sexual pleasure, knowing the last time they ever got intimate or passionate with each other was around the time before their youngest daughter Lily was born, and that was over a year ago. Ever since then Rita was dying with total anticipation to have the pleasure of her pussy being flat-out dominated by him for the longest time ever. Never did she imagine it was in a dark demented setting like this.
With her clit still being finger-fucked to heaven-knows-what, Rita suddenly felt a painful yelp shoot through her as she somehow felt Lynn Sr's teeth bite her sweet slit with just a little nibble, eating her out unexpectedly like the inner stealth of a ninja. The feeling on her husband's teeth chewing, sucking, slurping and biting her tight little pussy delighted her nonstop, making her body blush with a hint of very dark ecstasy. This combined fingerfuck/cunnilingus combo that was severely unleashed by her master, suddenly caused the loins around Rita's legs to tremble very violently as a result. She couldn't know if it was something very orgasmic or possibly as a response to the wet feeling her clot was taking due to her husband's teeth and fingers, but regardless, it still brought her a lot of pleasure that her own entire pussy could handle.
It was only a matter of seconds before Rita could feel her pussy coming close to reaching its full potential and climax. But safe to say, Lynn Sr. obviously had OTHER ideas in mind. He immediately separated from Rita, leaving her disappointed and shocked much to her disbelief, knowing she had come this close to reaching that climax.
"Wha– I don't understand. Why did he stop…?" Rita thought to herself, "And I can't believe I came this close too!"
Lynn Sr. continued his evil smirk, "Don't think I'm letting you get away that easily, slave. You'll cum when I tell you that you can. But right now, I think your ass needs to be taught another lesson then."
Rita couldn't imagine what Lynn Sr. was talking about due to the statement he let out of his mouth. Her ass was already dominated with the severe whip lashings Rita had endured. Just what exactly could he ever do to her ass that hadn't been thought? Rita was in for quite a surprise when she Lynn Sr. pulled out what seemed to be a long steel chain that resembled so much like a rope, leaving her to reply with such a big cringing gulp lumped down her throat.
"You see this large chain around my hands?" Lynn Sr. asked Rita with a raised eyebrow before answering for her. "Well, you're gonna see what it feels like comfortable around that neck of yours."
Before Rita could try to react the best way she could know how, Lynn Sr. wasted no time at all removing the gag-ball from her mouth before lifting up her chin to face him with that dark intimidating, yet intriguing glare of his. The blonde mother took a few deep breaths thinking what would happen to her next, all while Lynn Sr. deviously whispered straight to her fragile little ear:
"Don't be too afraid, you already told me how much you love being choked, gagged and strangled like the slave that you are. But I bet you love being fucked too. Luckily, I'll do just that."
It didn't take a second for Rita to feel every link of that metal chain around her neck, tightening it all around to feel that one simple crunch. Lynn Sr. continued to hang on to the chain long enough for him to come right from behind, staring down at the naked juicy rump coming from his bound helpless wife. It was by far the perfect position that Lynn Sr. imagined his wife would be in. It was so dirty, so filthy and yet all too perfect.
Perfect enough for the end of Lynn Sr.'s phallus to thrust through that tight log-shaped harness, making Rita press out a very tightening yelp in between. The feeling Rita felt from that hard thrust surged an ounce of pain around her, although a lot less worse than the severe belt lashing her ass took a long while ago. It was even made worse when Lynn Sr yanked the chain right back, forcing the chain rope to compress around Rita's neck, making her choke once more. She now caught herself in a whirlwind of metal-encased chokeholds and her husband's constant thrustings, and at this point, she didn't know what was now hurting her worse.
"GAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!" Rita screamed out, feeling the chain crunch around her neck some more while at the same time trying to withstand her husband's pelvic poundings.
"SILENCE, SLAVE!" Lynn Sr. said, pulling the chain tighter. "I did not give you any permission to scream!"
Rita immediately knew deep down she fucked up trying not to scream out of pure lust. But it was very clear she had no other choice knowing the fact that Rita found herself turned on by this rough and nasty thrusting, all while being bound by the ropes she found herself tied in. Lynn Sr's hips continued to smack her endlessly twice as fast, leaving her tender gaping asshole bruised and pounded than ever before. Rita suddenly considered herself lucky that her own husband lubed up for this occasion, otherwise if he thrusted her without lube, it would probably be a dangerous situation she didn't want to be part of. As the thrusts increased, so did the grip of that chain rope around Rita's neck. Pulling it so tight that it made Rita's entire face look a lot like a purplish-blue hybrid. It practically looked like a bruised raspberry at this point.
"Ack…aaaahhhh…*gasp*...uhhhhhhh…" Rita gagged again, only to breathe in through her nose this time.
Lynn Sr. nodded with pure intimidation saying, "That's right, keep choking for your master while I'm fucking you. Unnnnh… I think you're just getting me close…"
Rita couldn't really talk back due to all this brutal fucking and choking inflicted upon her. At that point, she was gonna find it goddamn impossible for her to sit down due to the damage her thick ass was taking. It was gonna take her a good couple of weeks for her rump to feel normal. Hell, Rita had no earth how she was gonna tell Lincoln and his sisters why their own mother was walking uncomfortably like this. But whatever happened to her would make Lynn Sr. find some sort of excuse just to cover up their dark, demented fantasy.
Lynn Sr. immediately grew tired of this position so much that he found himself pulling out of Rita's log-shaped harness just to have his still-throbbing erection take a breather for what would come next. Rita found herself sighing in relief that her ass no longer had to take the pelvic damage caused by her husband, but sadly, it was only gonna be for a short time once she saw Lynn Sr stand right in front of her with yet another mean smirk.
"So, you're wondering what comes next, huh?" He asked her, once again lifting up her chin to face him. Before Rita could utter a simple answer though, Lynn Sr. quickly silenced her saying. "Actually, don't talk, slave. I think what I will do is to make sure you never talk at all."
"Uhhhhhhh… acccccck…" Rita said, still trying to feel the chain rope's brutal chokehold.
Thankfully, she no longer had to once Lynn Sr. released the chain around her neck, finally leaving her room to breathe. But unfortunately, she would only have little time once her mouth got stuffed with his husband's large erection, sliding it all the way in where the tip of his studded cock reached through her gag reflex. The massive length that Lynn Sr. possessed made it more than enough for Rita to choke for a good eight seconds before sliding out of her mouth, leaving her gasping for air. It really didn't stop Lynn Sr. though as he tugged on her hair tightly, all while proceeding to rinse and repeat nonstop with his huge member sliding back and forth through her lips with the most intense deepthroat/facefuck she had ever imagined. Sure he stopped for a while just to see the look on Rita's teary choked up face, which was already being stuffed up by nothing more than throbbing manmeat, but he mostly continued to thrust with a lot of demented gusto just to keep up with that momentum. Lynn Sr. kept on pushing through until his phallus started to pulsate very violently from the veins of his cock, sending him very close to his orgasmic breaking point which Rita was about to be part of knowing the fact she felt his member vibrate around her lips too. And no doubt he had no plans on pulling out once he felt that one particular spasm go through him.
"Nggggh… I'm gonna cum…!" He hissed, all before taking in that one powerful thrust.
And it was a thrust so big that it made Lynn Sr. explode with such a rapturous release, making Rita take in his monstrous load like an exhausted champ. She drank every last of that seed that was offered to her forcefully by her husband, who continued to blow his ever-unstoppable load over and over again until her mouth was so filled up, some of that cum began to drip all the way down her mouth. Her face blushed so mightily from that taste, relishing in every last second until she eventually swallowed it to the last single drop. Taking in all the sick, twisted fucked-up fun for the hell of it, Lynn Sr. finally slid out of her mouth once more to leave Rita breathing again, only this time it left her with a mouth so sore that it was almost making it impossible her to talk again.
"There you go, slave." Lynn Sr. spoke down to her, grinning as always. "Hope you drank that up like a good little bitch."
Rita didn't speak for once though, although she did manage to exchange a nod towards him as a way to say she liked it. Which was good enough for Lynn Sr. to nod right back at her.
"That's good, because we're not exactly done yet, slave." He shook his head, all before gently placing Rita's head down on the floor for strange reasons whatsoever.
This left the blonde strangely confused yet curious as ever to see what kind of crazy idea her own husband had thought up next inside that crazed head of his. She wouldn't be confused for long though as Rita suddenly found herself being suffocated unexpectedly by Lynn Sr's own glutes, leaving her pinned down without any chance to escape. Well, not that she would want to escape anyway concerning the fact that her arms, hands and legs were still tied up helpless like a defenseless swine. Rita found no chance to breathe at all knowing how far her face was literally being smushed by her husband's own bare butt. Safe to say that being suffocated by a pure piece of manrump was more than enough for Rita's brain to black out on her in the process, although she still had a whole lot of life left in that body of hers.
"That's right, slave. This is what you deserve. Therefore, this is what you're gonna get because you love it." Lynn Sr. smirked down on his so-called pet, who at this was more than seconds or minutes away from being blacked out.
Rita tried the best she could trying to stay conscious due to all of this suffocating. Even if she tried to Houdini her way out of these ropes she was tied in, it would definitely be of no use whatsoever. It was all but downhill for Rita anyway as she felt her vision go blurry all around her as a result, completely feeling the oxygen being rid of her just to add insult to injury. Not also that, but her limbs had gone limp leaving her no choice but to completely give up.
When it had been all said and done, the only thing Rita had no choice to do was black out. Lynn Sr. sensed this right away with an evil smirk that continued to drench his face for the thousandth time tonight. He had finally gotten up and looked down at her fallen slave, who had now gotten unconscious in his wake.
"There, that'll be punishment enough for you, slut." Lynn Sr. whispered with fierce intimidation, "But don't think it'll be all over yet. Once you wake up, you'll see how much fun you'll be in next…"
Sorry if it was a pain in the ass to finish knowing we had real life getting in the way, but at least we finally got it done for what it's worth. Anyway, looks like Lynn Sr. may be far from done with Rita it seems. What's that you say? A third chapter? Well, luckily, that's what I'm here for, and next chapter I'm gonna give it to you. What will Lynn Sr. have next for Rita when she immediately wakes up? You'll have to keep on reading to find out.
But before I do close out though, I want to take this time to call out this certain "guest" who criticized and ridiculed this fic. Look here, "Guest", I don't have to read anything you threaten to force me to. Your threats mean absolutely bullshit to me or my co-writer, UltimateWarriorFan4Ever. I can write anything I feel like, and if you don't like anything you read here, you can simply ignore this story and move on with your meaningless life. So you can take your own head and shove it somewhere so deep, it belongs there for the rest of fucking eternity. Me and my friend will write anything we feel like and that's that.
Okay, now that personal rant's out of the way, you all know what to do, fellow readers. Peace out, y'all.
