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Greg's mouth burst with a cruel laugh around her tit. He then lifted his ass slightly and fucked back in, knocking the wind out of her. Before she could even cry out in anguish, she repeated the motion.

"Take it, you little slut!" Greg yelled. "And every time you hurt I want you to think of how you put me in the pen."

Debby wished she could pass out, die, anything! Her mind and body, however, were electrified and every muscle was tensed. And even when she squinted her eyes closed, she couldn't block out the horror. The thought of him fucking his horrible prick up her ass burned in her brain like a branding iron.

"Ahhhhh, I love tight holes like this," Greg said, rocking his body back and forth as he fucked her. "I just hope I don't wear it out too soon."

"Oh, God, just hurry," Debby begged, wondering if she would ever shit right again. "Please, it's killing me."

"Now why should I hurry, bitch?" Greg said, chewing greedily at her tits. "Hell, when I'm finished, I'm gonna let my buddies get a piece of the action. Ol' Todd in there is an ass freak from way back."

Then it was true, Debby realized with growing horror. He really planned on keeping her here the entire weekend. And not only was he going to rape her, but he was going to hand her over to those animals in the living room.

"God, please!" she wailed, every muscle in her body tightening until she thought they would snap.

"You'd better relax a little, sweetheart," Greg said, feeling her ass constrict, almost cutting off the circulation in his cock. "You don't and I just might rip you open like a fucking [missing text]."

Debby knew he was right. The way his cock was fucking into her shitter made her insides feel as if they were being scratched with sandpaper. She would have to force her muscles to loosen somehow, even if it took all of her strength.

She exhaled loudly and closed her eyes, trying desperately to think of something else. She felt her body slowly relax, easing some of the pain. She took in another gulp of air and exhaled it, like a pregnant woman during labor. More of the burning anguish slipped from her insides. Still her guts were in flames.

"Move it with me, whore," Greg said. "Let's see you shake that little ass and fuck with me. I like my women to tell me how much they like my cock."

"I… hate your cock!" Debby said, spitting the words out.

"Yeah, but before I'm through with you – before we're all through with you – you're gonna be on your fucking knees begging for it," Greg said. "Remember, I know what kind of little whore you are."

Debby thought back to the time when she'd first met him. She'd been shy, a young and fearful virgin. He had driven up beside her at the Dairy Queen and shot her a smile that made her heart skip a beat. An easy conversation followed, then arrangements for a date.

That night he had taken her to the drive-in. Christ, he'd looked so handsome sitting over there with his dark, curly hair and those chocolate-brown eyes. He was a lot older, she knew, but that had only added to the enjoyment.

At first, she thought nothing was going to happen, but about halfway into the movie, he reached over and pulled her close. While he'd stabbed his tongue between her lips, she'd hardly realized he was undressing her. Then she was pushed to her back, her legs brutally jerked apart, and that was when she'd actually seen and felt her first cock.

The experience had been electrifying.

And now the bastard had to ruin all those wonderful memories by acting like a savage beast. Tying her up and raping her.

"All the time I was in the slammer I thought about you, baby," Greg said. "And I promised myself I'd fuck you, just like you fucked me."

There was no reasoning with him, Debby realized. It wasn't her fault, not really.

Well, maybe I did volunteer the information a little too easily, she thought. After all, it wasn't every day a girl had a chance to be on a witness stand in front of all those people. It had been so exciting, like something in a movie. And all her girlfriends were there, hanging onto her every word.

It had made her feel so grown up, so experienced to tell of the time she'd spent with a criminal, and everyone in the court room had gasped, making her feel a little bit like Bette Davis maybe.

But she certainly didn't deserve to be treated like this for any reason. That she knew.

"Oh, God, hurry, please," Debby panted, feeling the pain increase again. "Your cock is too big for me."

"Guess we'll just have to ream it out later," Greg said. "But right now I'll just have to make do."

While Debby lay beneath his hulking frame, felt his monstrous cock, stab into her like a giant needle, she finally went limp. When she did, a lot of the pain melted from her body. Then, strangely enough, she felt a slight buzzing at the base of her spine. It wasn't exactly pleasure, but it was still somehow nice.

"Come on, bitch, I said move that ass," Greg said, kissing from her tit to the hollow of her throat. "Don't make me hurt you again."

Fearful of his hands around her throat again, Debby began pumping her ass up and down as best as she could, being tied up like that. Oddly enough, when she moved to meet his thrusts, her ass hurt less than when she just lay there. Glad for the relief, she began quickening her movements, slapping upward even faster.

"Hey, that's the way, baby," Greg said, grinning. "Shake that sweet ass and fuck on me."

He kissed from the hollow of her throat to her chin, then closed his mouth around hers. While fucking his cock in and out of her shitter with savage strokes, he began to match the rhythm with his tongue, darting it in and out of her mouth.

Before Debby knew what was happening, almost all the pain melted from her body. The pressure of his hard cock was still there, but it wasn't bad at all. In fact, his prick was beginning to feel pretty good. She squirmed her ass around slightly and heaved upward, sucking the full length of his prick inside her asshole.

"Ohhhhhhh," she cried, hoping he wouldn't realize that she was dangerously close to an orgasm. "It… hurts so bad."

"Good," Greg said into her mouth. "I hope I fuck your cocksucking brains apart, bitch!"

I'm doing this only to survive, Debby told herself. I'm relaxed and going with it to keep him from ripping open my shitter. That's the only reason. Not for a million dollars would I ever try to even consider enjoying the way his cock plunged in and out.

The way his prick was so big and juicy, filling her up so deliciously. And how his cock pulsated, like an angry snake ready to spit out cum. And he always had so much cum. It would bubble inside her for hours after he'd fucked her.

She remembered going home one night, pulling off her panties and seeing the milky stain of cum on the silky material. Almost guiltily she had bitten down on her panties and had sucked the material clean.

The thought made her blush with embarrassment. No, I can't let my self go! she screamed to herself. I can't!

"God!" she screamed, bucking with a wild spasm of climax that ate at her guts like the sharp teeth of a rodent. "Killing me!"

"Unhhhhhhh!" Greg grunted suddenly, fucking brutally into her shitter, then holding himself firmly between her thighs. "Gonna blow your fucking shitter to pieces, bitch I… I… fuckkkkkkkk!"

When the scalding globs of cum shot into her shitter, Debby honestly thought the top of her head was going to blow off. Never before – not since that first time with him, anyway – had she had such a violent explosion of pleasure inside her body. The ripples of ecstasy seemed to dance back sand forth, inflaming her cunt and shit canals with such intensity that they seemed to fuse to the two tubes into one mass of writhing flesh.