Chapter 2

“Come on in, lover. Oh, we are going to have so much fun tonight! I’ve wanted to try this ever since Jeanine told me about it. Who needs conventional style sex when you’ve got pegging a pretty young man to look forward to? Come on into my bedroom, boy! I want you naked in my bed in under a minute!”

Said bed turned out to be a magnificent queen-sized oak four-poster with a luxurious feather mattress. Once I was indeed laid out naked in the middle of this satin-sheeted expanse Peggy gave me my first glimpse of the decidedly kinky nature of the delights in store for us tonight. She produced a pair of red silk drapery cords, and with her green eyes gleaming with mischievous excitement she ordered me to spread my arms out wide to either side.

“I’m going to tie you to the bed boy,” she breathed. “I’ve heard pegging is so much more intense this way!”

Whoa! For a novice at sex this virginal vixen was just full of ideas. There was of course no possibility of refusing. My own rampant excitement aside, in just a couple of days together I’d somehow become her slave, compelled to submit to her every whim without question. By the time she’d bound my wrists tightly to the bedposts I was breathing heavily and as erect as it was possible to get – or so I naively believed. Right away then she lay down atop me and began rubbing and writhing her naked body sensuously against mine.

“How about a little foreplay first?” she growled down. Just to heighten the anticipation a bit. I absolutely love the way you worship my nipples and pussy!”

And so for nearly an hour we reprised the previous day’s activities, until Peg had climaxed twice and I was panting again with frustrated need. Then at last she lit a number of candles against the growing gloom and wound a wide black scarf around my head and mouth, gagging me. Then she opened a drawer in her bedside table and withdrew a tube of lubricant and a curious silicone artifact.

“This called a feeldoe,” she explained with a gloating grin. “According to Jeanine it’s the best sex toy ever invented. It’s a fabulous improvement on the traditional strap-on dildo. As you can see there’s no ugly, illusion-spoiling harness needed. This shaft and bulb will lodge securely in my vagina, and these ridges on the connecting saddle press directly on my clit. Every thrust of my hips will stimulate it, while the bulb simultaneously pleasures my g-spot. And of course this connected six-inch shaft and head will rub wonderfully on your prostate as I fuck you with it. Jeanine says her husband comes every time, and that he doesn’t even want normal sex anymore. Since there’s nothing in the bible about me penetrating you, we can do this to our heart’s delight!”

Absolutely dumbfounded, utterly appalled by this perversity, I could only watch in shock as Peggy fitted this device securely up inside herself. Gagged as I was I couldn’t even protest. Then she stood before me with a fearsome erection jutting up from her crotch, her hands on her hips and her lovely face laughing at my obvious consternation.

“Relax, little Markie. You’re going to love this. We both are, I guarantee it. In less than a minute you and I will be having wonderfully fulfilling sex together, and the Lord God above won’t be able to hold a thing against us for it.”

Still struggling to comprehend how our nascent relationship could have come to this, I watched helplessly as Peg prepared to ‘peg’ me by slathering her erection with lubricant. Then she climbed onto the bed, boots, cock and all, and spread my legs, kneeling between them. Her hands caressed my thighs, easing them still wider apart as she moved in on me. Bound or not, appalled or not, even scared shitless, I somehow remained helpless to resist her easy authority over me. She was simply too beautiful, too supremely confident and eagerly aggressive in her overpoweringly feminine sexuality. I could only lie there and quiver and whimper with dread as she carefully positioned herself to take my anal virginity from me.

Spreading my thighs even wider until I was frogged outrageously out, she pressed the slick, bulbous tip of her pecker against my tight little pucker. Then with a strong, swift thrust of her hips Peg pegged me firmly to the bed. Living up to her namesake impeccably she slid her long hard cock completely up into me, matching my involuntary cry of pain and shame with a gasp of long-sought consummation.

“Oh yes! Oh that’s so good! Is it good for you as well, my delightful lover?”

And contrary to my every expectation it was! I had no idea what a g-spot was, but apparently I had one too – or at least its male equivalent. Something inside me responded wonderfully to that thick, sliding, filling pressure. Of course being gagged I was unable to answer, but beautifully dominant Peg wasn’t interested in acknowledgement. She just drew back and thrust forward again, filling me with her cock and pleasure together. Indeed the sense of ultimate submission I felt at being taken by her was as fulfilling psychologically as her strokes were physically. From drooping with chagrin my own erection swiftly reasserted itself, growing harder than even its earlier incarnation. This time it was I who stretched wide my thighs, yearning my hips upward and opening myself as fully as possible to that impossibly compelling penetration. Reveling in my unstinting surrender Peg leaned forward, propping herself on her hands, dangling her wonderful breasts above me and beaming lovingly down at me.

“Yes, you love it, don’t you my pegged little prize? You want nothing more in the world right now than to submit absolutely to my dominant loving authority. Admit it, my love slave, and I will give you all that you desire and more!”

Emphatically I nodded up at her, and my new owner needed no more encouragement. Immediately she began pumping her hips in a maddened rhythm, thrusting herself in and out of my ass as quickly and powerfully as she could. Gratefully accepting every deep-plunging stab I lifted my legs up high and wide, maximizing the amount of my impalement. Utterly simpatico with me, her dominant transport completely complementary to my submissive surrender, Peg pegged me ever more violently, her cries of ecstasy easily surpassing her most climactic screams of the day before. Finally she fell down right atop me, crushing me to the bed beneath her and jab-jab-jabbing me with her hips and prick until I thought I would lose my mind with the unadulterated ecstasy of it all. Squashed between us, rubbed almost raw by our frenzied coupling, my burning, steely-hard hard-on could finally take no more. As perfect Peg began pounding out her best yet orgasm I easily met her at that climactic peak, spurting forth an ejaculation far more exquisite than any other ever. Screaming into the cloth that gagged me, I bucked up against her downward thrusts until we at last collapsed into each other in impossibly spent satiation. Then we merely clung to each other, panting and sweaty and unwilling to sully such a holy experience with base expressions of devotion. But finally my wonderful, only lover ever had to confirm the obvious. She pulled free my gag and kissed me more sweetly and deeply than ever. Then she looked into my eyes from an inch or so away and laid down the law for the rest of our lives.

“You and I will be married, Mark. And we will do Jeanine and her husband one better. We will live our entire lives wholly devoid of original sin. Never will we have conventional sex, or commit the crime of masturbation. Speaking of which, to make sure you never weaken and sin we’ll be fitting you with a state of the art chastity belt, and destroying the key. So aside from you worshipfully servicing me, me pegging you will be our only mode of sexual expression. We will enter heaven as virgins together, where I will spend all eternity fucking your delectable little ass non-stop!”

Weeping with an excess of ecstatic agreement, I eagerly committed myself to this.

“Yes, beautiful Peg. We have found our destiny together!”

“Good!” she affirmed. “Now let’s spend the rest of this night, and all of our lives and after-lives, exploring and enjoying every position imaginable!”

And so we have.