Wafto muttered obscenities and gasped with sadistic pleasure and began to fuck without mercy far into the hidden depths of her belly, bringing further sobs of misery from the young wife's anguished lips. She had never felt so soiled or debauched in her life, and her whole being seemed used and filthy. Wafto lunged the full length of his deformed body, pulling the tiny pink ridges of her clasping sphincter ring out with the base of his cock as it withdrew for yet another lunge.
Sharon could dimly hear behind her kneeling body his grunts of pleasure, and in spite of the fact that she was hopelessly held like an errant slave before its cruel tyrant, she wanted to strike back at the humiliation and pain that was being heaped upon her. In spite of the agony, she clasped tightly her anal muscles around the huge penis.
"Aaagggg!" Wafto groaned. "God, she's tight!" Panting and exerting all the energy of his tiny body, he thrust forward still harder. "So wonderful! Tight… and wonderful, Master!"
The degradation was too great. Sharon had to work to end it all, and she began to move backward to meet the forward thrust of the dwarf's penis, undulating her body and swinging her buttocks in tiny circles, clasping and pinching with every cell of her body. She couldn't stand for the indecent sodomizing of her rectum to continue one second longer than necessary, and to end it she wanted to make the dwarf cum as she had made Lord Marlowe do in her mouth a few seconds earlier.
"You can let her up now, Master," Wafto said. "She's hot to be really fucked!" The dwarf groaned again and surged into her with renewed power. He knew that she was his to do with as he desired, that she was his slave prepared to follow his commands, that there was no resistance left in this innocent young wife whose husband was at this moment a thousand miles away. He would give it to her now as she had never had it — and she would learn to love it — she was loving it now, for as he watched her with beady eyes, her arching back and hollowing buttocks worked as if she was a female demon, her long blonde hair falling over her face and around her neck as she squirmed lewdly and salaciously in front of him.
Lord Marlowe, now that his job was finished, smiled evilly at the couple, and then walked over to where Lena Alvaro was cumming for the second time with her dildo. He chuckled and said: "Isn't that a sight to set your blood roaring? Look at me. I've got another hard-on already."
"And…?" Lena licked her lips.
"There's another dildo in the cabinet, my love. A double one, with eight-inch phalluses, I believe."
"Marvelous!" whispered Lena excitedly. "That means my Lord wants to indulge in sodomy as well, only performed on him. And all the while I will enjoy the other half of the delightful rod buried in my cunt!"
"Precisely, ma chere," he said, and kissed her.
Sharon bucked and churned her body beneath the dwarf, grunting and groaning with him, encouraging the hunch-back to end it and fill her behind with his orgasm. Wafto sensed her frantic need and rammed her quivering buttocks, gripping her thighs with all his might to pull the tightness of her anal flesh back over his expanding cock. His eyes bulged wide at the spectacle of her young body bucking before him, and the sadistic desire to hurt rippled through him as he jogged with searing thrusts up her forever stretched anus.
Still worse was the realization in Sharon that the vast hurt, the overwhelming pain his first brutal invasion had initially caused, and the subsequent pumpings of his huge organ had then ripped from her flesh — this torture was rapidly declining, and in its place was a building, warming, seething flame of sexual pleasure. No longer could her conscious mind deny the existence of delight, that she had gotten a great deal of satisfaction out of sucking Lord Marlowe to completion, and that the taste of his semen was sweet and lovely and now was a mellow ambrosia in her stomach.
The lovely blonde wife, who had never before been introduced to the wildness of group sex, of having a release of her female desires with more than just her own lawful husband, had to now be honest with herself. Yes, she was being subjected to the worse of perversions and the most humiliating of situations. Yes, the total submission of her modesty before the lewd gazes and actions of these two men and the woman she had considered a friend was too much for her tortured mind to accept. But yes — she was also reveling in it now. Was actually enjoying the tingles of excitement which coursed through her blood and made her bobbing nipples harden and caused her vagina to flow with the sexual juices of desire. She was no better than they, a heathen of the flesh, a slut, a slattern, unfit for the company of decent, respectable people.
"Oh God, cum, cum!" she chanted in the masochistic writhings of pain and pleasure. She fucked her firm full buttocks back wildly against the dwarf.
Wafto gasped above her and shoved forward, almost tearing through the walls of her quivering belly, and stuttering incoherent words he shuddered his hot, thick cum in wave after wave into her rectum. Sharon knelt in front of him, joyfully receiving his sperm until the dwarf groaned and collapsed over her body.
After awhile, the blonde wife felt the hunch-backed servant's weight lift from her and his deflated penis slip from the confines of her flooded, expanded anus. She felt wet now, and sore, but nothing like the horror of the beginning. She was no longer a virgin anywhere and there was nothing left for them to do. She had had it all — or so the initiate to carnal love thought. They had debauched her, and she could never forget it nor turn back, and they had destroyed the relationship of faith and trust that had been hers with her husband, Neal. But even though the blight and humiliation would live in her mind from this time on, she knew that she would return. They wanted pleasure? She would give them pleasure — after all, she was destined for hell now anyway!
"I want to fuck you in the cunt now," the dwarf begged, breaking through her thoughts.
"Yes, Wafto, darling, go ahead, fuck me anyway you like," she heard herself say through her still half-drugged haze and a faint smile played across her lips as she rolled over on the floor. She let her legs spread apart in tantalizing slowness, knowing that she might as well learn to fully enjoy her new part, knowing there was no way to go but ahead.
"Master, Master!" Wafto gasped, unmindful that his Lord was in his own throes of sexual passion, and was unlistening of others. "Master, the hot bitch loves it!"
Sharon Court, the once innocent, the once naively sweet young American wife, let the weight of the hunch-back dwarf crawl between her open thighs. She curled them around his tiny hips and even reached down to take his still hardened penis in her hands and guide it between the swollen pink edges of her moist and ready cunt. Wafto lunged forward and impaled her again on the thick shaft of flesh. Sharon groaned in justified surrender and tightened and drew her legs back and felt his huge, driving penis hit the bottom of her belly.
Yes… yes… she would please them, please them all. She contracted the muscles of her vagina around the surging cock and began a slow teasing rotation of her hips that seemed to last forever and ever. There was no longer any reality to the young blonde wife, just the pleasure and animal grunts drifting down from the sweating dwarf which crushed her naked body to the study rug, nailing her buttocks to it with his lust hardened cock like a helpless butterfly impaled with a collector's pin…