How could you say no.

Without a word you pull out two bundles of cash, count out $1000 from the second and set all the money he asked for on the counter. “Good, now put your fucking heels on.” You do as you are told. “And the little slut leather jacket.” Again you do as you are told. He packs the rest into a couple of bags, one for the skirt, both pairs of shoes, and the second pair of stockings, the second for the much heavier jacket. The two of you walk outside and he tries to stuff them in the saddle bags, but it doesn't quite work. Abandoning that idea he pulls everything out of it's packaging and jams in into the saddle bags. A bit of work, but he makes it all fit, with enough room left that you could most likely fit at least one gun, or a lot more if you swapped the larger jacket for the little top half covering only one you are wearing now. He then points at the sissy bar behind the back seat and says, “Hold on.”

“Yes sir.” You say grinning ear to ear, bending over so your ass sticks out. He opens his pants and flops his cock on your back, it is heavy and seems huge. “Oh my that is big.” You say biting your lower lip. The sound of your zipper going down sends chills through your body and you let go of the bar to grab your tits.

“I said hold on.” He barks the command at you. Pushing the pants down only enough to allow access to your hole, he enters two wet fingers into your asshole. He works and pulls at your hole, spitting on your asshole again and again, your body writhes with delight as he works into you spreading your hole wider and wider, your pliable skin giving way easier than you would have believed till finally his hand slips into you. “There now you are ready.”

“Oh god. It's that big?” You ask gasping.

“A curse I have to live with.” He says, then pulls out his hand and replaces it with what surely is an apple. You bite into your lip hard enough to normally draw blood, only being saved damage by your reinforced skin. “There it's in, how's that? Does it hurt?”

Yes!!! Your mind wants you to scream, but it doesn't, well it does but at the same time there is something marvelous, you don't answer, you just start panting. He pulls it back out with a pop and smacks your ass with the monstrous beast. Again he slips it into your hole, just the head, and holds it there. “Oh that is so big. I don't know if you should fuck me with that.” You say after he holds it there for nearly a minute. He pulls it back out, your ass spasms almost like it is breathing. Then plop, back inside it goes. Again just the tip. “God what are you doing to me? I think I should just go.”

He pulls it back out and says, “If that is what you want.”

As his hands leave your back, you can't help but call out, “Wait, just a little more, maybe.” He takes hold of your fit sexy hips, his thumbs digging softly into your torso till he has a firm grip on your pelvis. One more time the apple head of his glorious cock pops inside of you. Your head rolls down and forward resting on your arms and all you can do is stare at the slightly twisted reflection of you in the chrome of the bike. Digging in your feet, gripping the bar so tight that your knuckles turn white you push back till your back arches. He drives forward the massive head digging deeper and deeper till you are sure it is somewhere between your ribs, gasping a gulp of air that you are sure is your last, your head rocks back and you let out a howl. His torso finally slams into your ass with a thump that sends a wave through your body rocking you to the core.

He lets go of your hips and leans forward till his body is pressed against your back, he takes hold of your body and whispers into your ear, “How do you like my little gift. Whore.”

He holds like that for what seems like eternity, your lungs burn aching to take a breath, yet you can't seem to fill them as if his cock was so deep as to be pressing into your lung cavity. Finally he draws back and your lungs fill with air. You pant deeply and grunt so primal is the feeling. “Oh fuck me.” You hiss out the words and your body empties more and more, but just as the head stretches the sphincter of your ass it stops, your knees lock and he slams forward again. Bam. His torso strikes your ass and the soft sexy flesh reverberates within the tight leather. Back again. Bam. Back again. Bam. The driving piston inside of you has your pussy dripping wet, begging to be fucked, so jealous of the attention being given to the neighboring hole. “All the gods above, how can it be so... ohhhhhhh....” Your words trail off to gurgling madness as he slams away at your body, fucking you so deeply.

Till finally, knees weak, you hear the words, “Open wide bitch.” You aren't even sure how long passed before he finally pulled his cock from your ass. Dropping to the ground and turning you obediently open wide your mouth and again your jaw seems to unhinge as the head locks inside of your face. Then your body begins to fill with cum as if you were drinking from a hose. The warmth fills you and the effect seems almost magically to reinvigorate you till as the head pulls back out with an audible pop, you are licking at the receding member. Belly full of cum you lick your lips and lean back against the bike. He looks down at you and smiles, “Gotta go. I've got a shop to run. Nice ass.” He adds the last calling back as the door falls shut.

Simply smiling for a while you finally reach back and zip shut your pants. Reaching into the saddlebags you also swap the heels for a pair of cute black tennis shoes, not really feeling up for any further effort. After a bit you rise back up, straddle the bike, wincing at the discomfort of your broken ass. Firing the beast to life you decide it time to continue. "Now I need a weapon." You say to the night, doing a quick search for stores as you pull onto the road.