“All the way in, bitch!
“This is even better than I dreamt it would be, blondie. Your pucker is almost strangling my tool! Who knew all your exercise at the gym would strengthen your sphincter, too.
“With my cock jammed up your whipped butt, with my prick savagely reaiming out your asshole, this is how you are doing the best work you even can do as a woman! Nothing you can do with your sloppy cunt and no amount of sucking with your whore mouth can ever be better than the pleasure you can provide a man by squirming around while he rapes you up the ass!”
I FEEL SO FULL! MY PUSSY HAS THAT THING IN IT AND MY ASS… HE’S SPLITTING ME APART! I MUST BE BLEEDING! I’M GOING TO DIE! OHHH, IT HURTS SO MUCH!
“Cry for me, girl… cry while I take your anal cherry! Do you know that there are men who allow a bitch to rub her clit while they do this to her? There are even wimps who rub the bitch’s clit themselves! What kind of sick, pussy whipped faggot would want to make it easier on a girl who has got his sausage stuffed up her butt?”
Olivia wiggled her bottom back and forth, bounced it up and down, at least as much as the belt that restrained her to the rail of the saw horse would permit. In spite all of her effort, her anus remained firmly impaled on the man’s dick.
Out! Shit! I’ve got to get his cock out of me! Out! It hurts!
She tried jerking her hips forward, tried climbing onto the horse. The man’s dick stayed planted up her backside.
Noo! Nooo! It’s like he jammed a hot curling iron up my bum! Can’t I shake it out?
But the man’s thick rod stayed right where it was, filling her sore ass with a burn like the fires of hell had been lit up in her wrenched open anus.
I can feel every twitch of his dick… and they all hurt!
It seemed like her guts were pressing up into her lungs, pushing out the air. She tried to breathe deep to fill her lungs, tried to breathe to survive, but the belt that cinched down so hard around her waist and the ball gag in her mouth restricted her breathing. Panting through her nose, she could not get enough air. Fear increased Olivia’s pain, and pain increased Olivia’s fear.
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Cry for me, girl by Eu Inocencius
Now, that’ll teach you, baby by Geoff Merrick, Steve
Her eyes then locked with the girl’s. “Oh, don’t look at me like that, Claire. What did you think was going to happen when you showed up in my class all sweet and innocent, with those big brown puppy dog eyes and wet pouty kewpie-doll lips … ‘oh teach me, teach me Ms. Swanson! I’ll do my best, Ms. Swanson! You just ignore my killer body and super-cute face the way I do, Ms. Swanson! Let’s pretend that every boy, and most of the girls, don’t wanna fuck me, Ms. Swanson! Who, little ol’ innocent pure-as-the-driven-snow-me, Ms. Swanson?’”
The words hit Claire like slaps, making her eyes water, her eyelids quiver, and then blink, her expression crumbling into agonized despair. Her head screwed on her neck, tears pouring out onto the carpet as her body was wracked by shuddering sobs.
“Oh no,” cried Dorothy Swanson, running over to kneel by Claire’s head. “Did I upset you, dear?” She took Claire’s face in her hands, forcing the girl to look back up at her. “Did I make sweet little snookums cry?” The Holden girl’s eyes fluttered as she tried to keep, or lose, her sanity.
“That’s the least of it, bitch,” the woman promised. “I don’t like girls who act like you, all sweetness and light. You look like a sex doll, so that’s just what you’re gonna be. You’re ours now, body, face, and soul, and we’re gonna keep you nice and safe.” Claire was crying in earnest as the woman kneed the man lightly in the shoulder. “You almost done?”
“Give me a minute,” he grunted. “Shit, I already screwed her three times today!”
“Good boy,” Ms. Swanson commended. She squeezed Claire’s face. “Now, that’ll teach you, baby.” Then she rocked back and watched as he curled his arms under the girl’s shoulders, sunk his fingers into the grooves made by her collar bones, and started humping her like a rabid dog.
Teach her to respect Rome by Damian
Imperial Rome, the mightiest, the most decadent Empire in history. A place where a man with unbridled ambition can sate his craving for domination and glut his desires as he desires. A place where a woman from barbarian Britannia is nothing more than a plaything, a fuck-tool to sate the lust of the men who have already conquered the world.
Two thousand miles from Rome, the legions rest after the battle of Viroconium. Now that Boudicca has been defeated, the revenge of the legions will be savage. Just one daughter of the Iceni queen remains and now Suetonius will return her to Rome for Nero’s pleasure.
“Teach her to respect Rome,” orders the victorious general. “Take her, whip and use her every day! Show her that the Romans know how to fuck their bitches until they beg for Roman cocks to fill all of their holes!”
“Now there is no escape from your fate, bitch,” says her lord and owner. “How dare you shame me before the Emperor? I have decided that you are to be reduced to the lowest of the low. Fuck-toy, slave to my slaves, you will be the reward for all of my slaves when they need a hole to screw.”
She feels the pincers close on her tender flesh and screams as the branding iron kisses the bruised skin of her thighs to leave her owner’s mark where every cock will pass on its way to her helpless cunt.
Your ass is mine, cunt by Eu Inocencius
He was behind her and her pussy and ass were totally exposed to him.
The man grabbed Olivia’s hips hard. She could feel his brutal strength as the callused skin of his hands clutched her flesh, fingers digging in to hold her firmly so that he can…
It seemed like Olivia could even feel the sick lust in Sanchez’s cruel eyes enjoying the sight of her red, whipped butt. She could imagine him staring at her bottom, his eyes practically drilling into her anus, which he is going to…
When he had forced it in Olivia’s mouth, the girl had nearly choked to death on Sanchez’s long, thick, nasty member, and now that he was fully hard again, he will…
It’s not fair! He’s so big and he’s got me tied up and gagged and I can’t do anything to stop him from raping me in the ass! It’s going to hurt so much!
She pleaded through her gag.
“Eeegggsshhhh, oooghnnnkk! Ssoooofff uuuh, eeeegsshhh! Ooohhh ggaaanggk oooh iggssshh!”
Olivia felt him rubbing his dick on her beaten and tender butt cheeks, the underside of his penis slowly running up and down across the surface of her rump. He was dry humping her bottom.
No! That’s the tip of his cock now, for real, touching my anus. It feels so hot, like it’s on fire! It must be full of blood. The sick fuck must be so hard. He enjoys inflicting pain on me so much. I hate him.
I am so scared!
“Blondie! Can you feel my throbbing rape rod pressing against your tiny rosebud? Do you know I am looking at your red butt cheeks while I poke my tool between them? Seeing my penis between those scarlet cheeks makes me very glad that I whipped you.
“My cock head can feel every wrinkle of your dirty ass pucker, slut. You are about to be butt fucked, bitch.
“A little pressure. Do you feel how the entire hard knot of your butt hole is being pushed inward? Your arrogant ass doesn’t seem to want to let me in… yet.
“A little more pressure. I am going slow, you know. I would never want to rush the beautiful moment of forcing my prick into a bound girl’s asshole. This is the kind of moment that a true man savors.
“Your ass is mine, cunt!
“And now… Yes! Your teeny back door is beginning to open. I can feel your anal ring start to peel apart.”
A fine plan by Damian
The Sulla twins were the daughters of Sulla, the last King of Rome and a tyrant beyond measure. Their father was dead now though, thrown from the Tarpeian Rock, and they were no longer untouchable. In fact, they were VERY touchable.
“That’s it girl, suck on the head real nice, or you’ll end up like your sister over there.” One of the men said, gently guiding the girl’s warm mouth on his rigid cock.
Laurenia winced as the acidic taste of piss and filth assaulted her tongue, but she resisted the urge to pull off the invading member. She could hear sister, Horatia, screaming over the sounds of the wet, hard fucking she was getting.
“STOPPPP! I DEMAND YOU STOPPPP!” Horatia screamed in rage as the man’s cock drove deeper and deeper into her tight pussy, her juices dripping down her trembling thighs. She’d had sex before of course, she’d had many men in her day, but they were her playthings! NOT the other way around! They couldn’t do this!
Laurenia held her hand over her mouth, trying to muffle her own cries as she listened to her sister screaming in the next room. She had no idea what they were doing to her, but all sorts of noises were coming from inside: the welt slap of leather on flesh, strange hissing sounds, and the clang of metal. She wanted to rush to her sister’s side, but at the moment she was trapped under the heavy, heaving body of one of their captors. His stout, thick cock was buried in her virginal ass, blood trickling down her thighs as she struggled not to scream.
“You have a fine ass, daughter of Sulla. I have a horse at home would love to mount a bitch like you. Can you imagine that? A thick horse cock stretching open your holes? You’d never shit right again!” The man whispered hoarsely in her ear. “On the bright side, birth a child wouldn’t be a problem for you! HAHAH!”
