"Wh… what? No, oh no!"
Her cheeks puffed out while her face grew reddened and puffy. Ellen screamed, jerking like a mad woman. She could hardly breathe, gagging on her own spit as the sharp pain exploded in her asshole.
Caleb knew exactly what he was doing. Joe had goaded him into fucking her in the ass! Her cunt clenched from fear and pain, her toes curling until they cramped while that fat cock-lance fucked into her ass-guts.
Caleb groaned, closing his eyes while drawing his knees up against the backs of her raised legs. Ellen screamed louder, bright yellow lights exploding behind her eyes. She felt as if her entire slitter were being forced up into her belly. She could feel the awful ripping agony throbbing through her body, making her guts cramp while the insides of her thighs stretched and ached from the pressure. Caleb was digging his fingernails into her flesh now, tearing at the skin while rocking his powerful hips. He was fucking her ass with his fat, long prick. Ellen kept clenching her shitter and trying to force him out. She shoved outward as if she were taking a dump.
"Bitch!" he snarled.
Caleb struck her hard across the ass, reaching forward and closing his other hand around her throat. She could feel his fingers pressing against her windpipe, making it nearly impossible for her to draw a breath.
All her husband's sermons about dying and the judgment of God came crashing back to the minister's wife as she felt the oxygen choked from her. Somehow, she managed to jerk her head free, screaming and coughing, her face red with the effort to draw in air.
Caleb tightened his naked hairy ass and fucked in hard, pushing his prick halfway into her shitter before her ass-ring clenched, trapping his prick. The big man threw back his head, his Adam's apple bobbing while Ellen felt her belly swell painfully. She felt pregnant with his prick, her organs pushed aside while an awful agony throbbed through her ass-guts. He was grunting like a pig with the effort, his sweat dripping onto her face while he shoved yet another inch of his fucker into her ass.
Ellen clenched her eyes shut, pain throbbing through her body while her mind blanched from the awful humiliation and pain. She felt she was being raped by the beast, by that horrid animal like devil her husband had preached about. He dwelled with the Crenshaws, Ellen thought, feeling her cunt start to warm again.
How odd, she thought, her hair dirtied by piss and mud while Caleb continued to fuck her ass. Her husband had never been able to make her aroused this way. And now this animal, this demon was turning her into a rutting slut.
She felt his cock pushing into her like a huge hard lump of shit being shoved back into her ass-guts. The tiny muscles all around her clenched asshole were tearing, she thought, ripping apart. And all she could think about was how her cunt cried out for something, anything to fill that void. Caleb grunted again, lifting himself a little and sliding his prick a few inches out. Ellen shuddered, feeling her asshole puckering out as if she were taking a shit. She was disgracing herself, she thought with a sinking feeling. Then Caleb stopped, striking her open-handedly across the ass before fucking in once more.
Ellen found herself moving her ass as slowly as she could. The slow penetration of his hard prick in her ass hurt her terribly. The big man kept driving his big fucker into her. He was splitting her ass wide open, tearing her apart like some animal. She could almost feel the claws of the beast of hell. Opening her eyes, she thought Caleb's mouth breathed a terrible fire that seared her naked flesh.
"No! Oh, my God, no!" she screeched.
Ellen felt the agony radiating out from her ass until her entire body throbbed with pain. Caleb moved his hands forward, leaning his body into hers while letting his fingers crawl like filthy spiders up her belly. She groaned with humiliation, feeling his jagged fingernails tearing into her flesh. He was pinching her, leaving tiny black-and-blue marks while making little hunching fucks into her ass. Ellen grunted each time his cock fucked deeper into her ass. Then she felt him pinching her nipples, crushing them like berries between her fingertips until she screamed out from the agony.
The woman beat the back of her head against the dirt, screaming for the mercy she knew wouldn't come as he savaged her asshole. Ellen suddenly felt him pulling out. Caleb held on tightly, withdrawing his prick nearly all the way and watching as the woman's body spasmed as if someone had touched her with a live wire. She found herself pushing her ass toward him, seeking some relief from that obscene sucking feeling in her asshole.
Caleb looked down at her with lust-heavy eyes, his golden hair plastered against his forehead with sweat. She shivered, once again thinking of the devil and of how he was said to assume a most pleasing shape. "No! Ohhhhhh!"
He was fucking faster now, the sliding of his prick rowing faster and faster until she thought her shitter had caught fire from the friction. Her cunt was swelling too, the pussy-lips folding over one another and pressing slickly against her clit. Everything was exciting her. The rope cutting into her bound ankles and wrists added to the hot, biting friction that made her bowels cramp painfully and yet deliciously. She shivered with the heat nibbling at her clit, making her asshole clamp hard against that fucking prick.
How strange, Ellen thought, how her shitter seemed connected somehow with her cunt. They were throbbing together; an odd beat of forbidden pleasure forcing the woman to twist her body and press against the young stud fucking her ass.
"Man, oh man… uhhhh! Shootin'! Fucking Jesus, shootin' in the bitch!"
Caleb clawed at her tits again, crushing her nipples while jets of hot jizz burned into her shitter-walls.
Ellen screamed, her cunt clenching on nothing while more and more cum bubbled into her asshole. The spinning ball of heat in her guts exploded again and again, driving the frantic woman higher and higher while the Crenshaws watched and laughed.
CHAPTER FIVE
They had let Ellen go. Joe wisely saw that she was too exhausted to be much more fun. They had untied her, hosed her down like the pig they said she was, then turned her loose.
Thank God, she had managed to slip back into the parsonage without her husband noticing. There in the privacy of her bathroom, she sank to the floor, her muddied dress puddled around her while she sat and stared blankly at the toilet. Yes, they had used her like a toilet, something to piss in.
Sliding her trembling, icy fingers around her narrow shoulders, Ellen felt her thighs rippling once more as she thought of the men – of how Joe's prick had felt sliding over her tongue while his leathery balls dragged across her forehead. How good it had felt when all that hot cum gushed down her throat. And all the while, his brother was fucking her ass, slipping his cock meat into her asshole and tearing at her tits with his fingers! And it had happened there in the open, on the ground.
They had fucked like dogs, like the beasts of the woods, as her husband would say. Ellen felt her lips curling into a wry smile while a laugh started to bubble to her lips.
No! It was Satan doing this!
Dragging herself to her feet, the frantic woman turned on the cold water of the shower, letting the spray sting into her body as she hauled herself into the stall. Cleansing! Yes, she needed a spiritual cleansing, just as this water was washing the vile filth from her body.
Her husband couldn't do it. She could imagine his horror when she even began to tell what had happened. Any other man of God might do, she thought, and perhaps it would be better if it would be a men of some other faith. The need for absolution haunted Ellen throughout the night as she lay there next to her unsuspecting husband, snoring by her side. She thought she could feel the flames of hell already licking about her, singeing her flesh that healed once more, only to burn again. It was a long night.