Her ass looks good.

“Oh God, Mr. P.” This last threat has Alison as worked up as the climax she is still coming down from. “Is that what you want? Do you want to sodomize that submissive Indian girl?” We've tried anal a couple times in the past month, the first few times were better for me than for her and I'm a little surprised when she seems excited by the idea.

“Is that OK?” I ask careful not to push too hard, the tightness of Alison's ass is something I'm never going to forget and while in general I prefer regular vaginal sex, the chance to take her this way is not something I want to ****.

“Have you forgotten the scenario, Sir?” Alison teases playfully, “This young maiden is yours to use and ****. You can do anything you want, and I'm sure her ass is the tightest thing you'll ever feel.” That sounds like a go ahead to me and I fall back into the role of a puritan elder.

“You godless savages are driven by carnal depravities.” Considering what I'm intending this is pretty hypocritical of me, but I have no doubt that at least some of our country's Puritanical settlers were as sexually depraved as I am in the privacy of their houses. Any man willing to accept an Indian maiden thirty years younger than him in exchange for his **** wife would surely fall into that category. “Now, must be that I clean up this mess.” I position 'Shawni' on the couch with her ass up in the air, while I head to the kitchen to get what I need. When I return to the living room, I find my submissive toy exactly how I left her. Her skin is far too pale for the role that she is playing, but other than that she is perfect. I can feel my cock throbbing in my pants as I set the bowl of warm soapy water the washcloth and a small bowl of oil on the coffee table.

“Master?” I love the tentative tone in her voice as I spread her legs even wider.

“Shhh, Shawni.” I slowly start to wipe the warm cloth against her swollen pussy, “I have to clean your dirty sex.” The gentle rubbing is less about cleaning her and more to get her ready for what is to come, but why ruin the erotic scenario when I don't have to. “You native sluts fornicate like animals, I must ensure you're not carrying the pox.” Still sensitive from the fingering I gave her, my Indian maiden squirms wordlessly and her ass wiggles invitingly. When I turn my attention to the puckered ring that is my real target she moans softly, and I rub the rag against her rectum even harder.

“You're a dirty savage ... a pagan slut, a Jezabel harlot who uses her ripe body to tempt moral men.” The mere suggestion that either this pilgrim elder or I myself could have any claim of morality makes me shake my head even as I dip my finger in the bowl of oil. “I'm going to show you how nasty you really are.”

Even pushing just the tip of my middle finger into her anal passage makes her whimper softly and I can feel the puckered ring tighten around my finger. I'm in no hurry and as I work my finger slowly deeper into her rectum I continue my degradation of her, I use her natural beauty and innocence as evidence of her wickedness. What more evidence could I need that I was the helpless victim of her evil temptation. By now, her asshole is starting to loosen and in spite of the nastiness of my words she seems to be getting more and more excited.

“Oh God, Mr. P!” Once again, the shy Indian maiden is replaced by my sex hungry tenant. “That elder's cock is going to rip open that poor girl. She must have expected that she'd be taken by the man, but not like this!”

“Is she going to fight me?” I ask as I put another layer of oil on the tight opening. “Or is she going to let me fuck her ass like a good little slut?”

“I told you, Mr. P, she's a peace offering.” Alison lifts her head shaking the black hair of her wig as she turns to look at me with her eyes whirling. “She has to let you do whatever you want to her innocent body, even something as wicked as this.” I can't wait any longer, and press the head of my cock against her now slightly gaping hole. I still can't believe that my cock can fit inside her like this, but I know from firsthand experience that if I push hard enough I can make it fit.