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"Oh, sweet meat," Greg said, walking around behind the chained girl, "you're gonna take more than this."

At the angle he had her suspended, Trish knew she was in a perfect position for his penetration. She felt the boy grab one of her tits from behind. His other hand guided the mass of his bloated cockhead to her cunt.

"Now, slut, fuck my cock!" Greg grunted as he stabbed into her cunt with one savage movement. "Yeah… unhhhh! Right up that tight pussy of yours."

"Naaaaaaaaghhhh!" Trish shrieked, bucking and thrashing in her attempts to dislodge his massive cock from her stretched cunt. "God… hurts too… much!"

"Jesus shit, bitch! This is some fine, tight pussy you've got here," Greg mumbled, pushing forward, fucking the length of his prick all the way in until the pulsing cockhead slammed into the back of her cunt. His cock was so thick that for a moment, Trish thought she could feel the walls of her cunt tearing.

This was unbelievable. Trish's mind churned in disbelief at the torture she was enduring. The worst nightmare she had ever had was nothing like this. Only this morning, she had been with David. Sweet, loving David. And now, this stranger, this animal, was ripping her guts out with his inhumanly huge cock. Somehow, she feared that the horror and humiliation was only getting started. And even more, she feared she would be forced to remain conscious through all of it.

"Go, baby! Chew my cock with that tight pussy of yours!" Greg grunted, smashing his body against Trish until she could feel his wiry cock hairs scraping at her ass and his heavy balls banging into the backs of her legs. She gritted her teeth against the twelve fat inches of prick and the tearing pain of her tits.

There was so much pain, so very much unbelievable pain. The young woman could only make soft, pleading whimpering in the back of her throat.

"You're killing me!" she finally managed to gasp between his pounding fuck-thrusts.

But even as she grunted out the words. Trish felt the head of the boy's cock swell immensely and then twitch fiercely with his lust. In the next second, the young woman felt her cunt being filled with splashing gobs of Greg's scalding cum. She hated him. And even more, she hated knowing that the feeling was wonderful. The creamy jism coated her torn and aching cunt, soothing the piercing agony.

"Christ, I love this," Greg grunted, fucking like a madman between her sweating, cum dripping thighs. "Ream out a hot cunt and then get it ready for some real fucking."

The pounding was finished. In reality, it had only lasted a couple of minutes, but to Trish it felt like hours. She was so grateful when Greg pulled his massive cock out of her pussy that she sagged against her chains and began to sob with relief.

Thank God, Trish thought, he's finished. Maybe now he'll let me down. But she knew somehow that it would not happen.

"That was great, baby," Greg said, releasing the position lock on the traverse winch and pushing her back into an overheated position so that she could stand more upright. "But it just went too fast. I think we ought to try it again, real slow-like. Would you like to get that sweet pussy fucked real slow? Hmmmmmmmm?"

Trish was near tears again, but it wasn't from relief this time. The lips of her cunt were so sore that she didn't see how she could possibly stand to be fucked again.

She tried to block out the fears of what was coming, but her body was so racked with pain that she couldn't concentrate on anything for long. Pain – searing pain – seemed to be everywhere at once. But especially fierce was the agony that danced through her cunt.

"You're gonna love this one, baby," Greg said, stepping up behind her and pushing his fingers into her cunt from the back. Trish flinched and tried to pull away, but with her legs locked open, she had no place to go.

Suddenly, the youth reached up and yanked the sliding winch assembly toward him, pulling Trish off balance backward. Again, her body was tilted to the maximum reach of her chained arms. But this time, she was pitched backward, exposing her tits and cunt to his full view.

"Oh shit, that's fine," Greg said, walking around and stepping between her abused thighs. "Now, baby, we're gonna get this proper fuck under way."

"Please, Greg, no," she moaned. "I can't take any more of this." Her arms ached with the torture. Then she felt his cockhead rubbing up and down between her cunt lips.

"Nooooo!" she screamed.

Greg grabbed a handful of tit and squeezed down hard, crushing her lips with his and shoving his tongue into her throat. The probing snake of his tongue poked, teasing at hers, and to Trish's dismay, she suddenly found herself responding.

No, she pleaded silently. God, please don't let my own body betray me like this again. But she knew there was nothing she could do about it. As his fingers crushed into her tit and he ground the nipple of the other tit mound between his torturing teeth, Trish felt the beginning spasms begin dancing through the walls of her cunt.

Greg knew it as well, because the greasy cunt juice started dripping from her pussy lips and oiling the massive head of his cock.

Trish felt the throbbing knob of his prick begin forcing its swollen way into her cunt, and she bit her lower lip in anticipation of the shooting pains. But they never materialized. Instead, she felt the curious melding of pain and pleasure again that had become her newest of sexual experiences that day.

Trish felt the relentless cockshaft being pushed into her pussy. No, she thought, I can't want this. I can't want this animal to push his awful cock into me again. But she knew it was a lie. She did want it. Ached for his cock to fill her cunt all the way up again and spray her pussy guts full of his scalding jism.

"No… no," she moaned as he began fucking in and out with slow, easy strokes of his cum-slimed slab of cockmeat. "No… yes… yesss. Oh God, yes, fuck me! Fuck my brains out with that huge, hot cock!"

She heard the sounds of Mike, Ginny, and Charlie coming down the basement steps. She heard the door opening as they came into the room. She knew they wee standing and watching, enjoying her humiliation. But Trish realized that she was enjoying it as well.

That prick. That big, hot, hard, beautiful prick plugging her cunt. It felt as big around as a salami. Every time Greg fucked deep inside, Trish could feel his balls slap soundly against her asshole.

"Oh God, yes!" she grunted between clenched teeth. "Fuck that big thing all the way in. Fuck my cunt out good. Faster… oh, Christ! Faster!"

Trish's breath was coming out in grunting gasps in rhythm with the slapping dives of Greg's throbbing cock as it fucked into her pussy's hot depths. Each dive sent the cockhead plowing into the back wall of her cunt. And each of those depth charges cranked the level of her passion just a little higher until she was like a watch spring about to snap.

"This is fine, slut!" Greg panted, slamming into her groin while twisting and pulling her reddened tits. "Never had… a tighter pussy! Like a virgin's asshole. You want these sucked on?" He began chewing and sucking her tit, grinding her nipple between his tormenting teeth.

"No! No… yes! Oh God, yes, chew my tits!"

Suddenly, Trish seemed to go wild, grabbing hold of her chains and using them to grip while she pounded her hips forward to meet his slamming fuck-strokes. Her cunt began to churn with juice. Her pussy was on fire. It itched. It throbbed. And all these driving sensations tore at her consciousness at the same time. She just couldn't get enough of his wonderful cock.

Greg bit deep, making dark red tooth marks that surrounded her nipples, and his attack sent excruciatingly wonderful, agony searing through the pale, trembling globes of her tits.

"Yes!" Trish shrieked, eager for the pleasure-pain that his teeth brought, begging for his huge, bruising cock. "Oh, Jesus fucking Christ… fuck my guts out!"

In and out, the fucking of his meaty prick made Trish feel as if she had never before been so wholly aware of a man's body. Never before understood what her own body truly wanted, needed from a man. It was infinity itself, this fucking. It was the moon and stars and universe, just having Greg plowing through her cunt with the massive pole of cockmeat that stood out from between his legs.