First I felt a hard cock brush my buttocks, teasingly searching for my entrance, then a shifting of weight and I could feel it begin to probe between my cheeks. I tried to buck again but now I was being allowed no movement. His cap was pressing on the lips of my anus, a moment's pause and then the penetration, confident, unhurried, a thrusting rhythm helping to press it home between my involuntary contractions. I gasped at the feel of it pushing apart the walls of my anus. I was aware of his wife watching intently.
It felt much larger inside me than I had expected. It pushed deeper still and I felt as though I would explode, again I tried to struggle this time with even greater urgency but uselessly against the vice-like hold. I titter of female amusement, pointing to my crotch and I realised with shame that I was now erect myself offering uncontrollable validation as I was being buggered.
Having found my pleasure point he started to exploit it, holding me tight and fucking me deeply, rhythmically, using his throbbing male shaft to invade my intimacy, expertly forcing my body to respond, bringing me to inevitable climax and ejaculation to the sound of more amused giggles.
Enveloped in shame, resigned to my fate, all I now wished was for it to end, no longer offering any resistance. My dominator confident in his total control, free to manoeuver me into the best positions for full penetration, trying each out for the most pleasurable access, experienced in the use of a male captive until he gave way to grunts of effort and excitement his prize almost taken.
Finally, his thrusts rising to a furious climax he released his load, spurting it deep inside me before he relaxed his full weight resting onto my back letting out a satisfied sigh.
As I lay there, motionless under his weight a look of pain surged across my face as the walls of my anus, rubbed raw by my dominator's hard unrelenting cock began to throb with agony. An elegantly manicured hand reached out and patted my head again.