After that he brought a towel and wiped her body. He kept her attached to the post. He said she didn't need her hands. He made her turn around and he pressed against her and fondled her tits and ass.
He snickered at her as his fingers worked inside her asscrack. "Bend over a little."
When she did it, he rubbed up and down her asscrack and then finally settled his finger on her asshole.
"Your old man fuck you here?" Myrna groaned. "Never!"
"How come? Doesn't he like it?"
"Please don't touch me there!"
"Come on, baby, relax your ass. It'll be easier for you if you relax. You know I'm going to fuck your ass."
"You're a beast!"
He laughed at her. Then he made her bend over farther to make her ass more prominent. He crouched behind her and she gasped as she suddenly felt his face against her butt. He spread her asscheeks wide apart with his big hands and started licking her brownie.
She moaned. She swayed her ass from side to side, and then a great shudder went through her when she felt his mouth on her asshole. He licked and sucked her asshole, wetting it with his saliva, getting it ready for his cock.
"You'll need more than spit if you're going to take my prick," he said. "Anyway, turn around and take my prick in your mouth. What we want is a hard salami, right?"
He laughed as he made her turn around. He wagged his cock at her face and forced her to kneel in front of him. She stumbled because of the handcuffs and shackles.
He snickered as he helped her regain her balance. "Come on, baby, get it ready for your ass!"
She felt so helpless as she took his cock-knob in her mouth. His cock was still soft after fucking her in the bedroom, and now she had to get his prick hard so he could fuck her ass. She rolled her tongue over the tip of his prick, bathing it in her warm saliva. A quiver went through her as she remembered the feel of him sucking her hole. What an animal he was. How disgusting to do that to someone, sucking their asshole like that.
She felt his cock getting thick in her mouth. He helped her by stroking his cockshaft with his fingers. Then finally his prick was huge again, nine inches of firm fuck-muscle ready for action.
He pushed her away and told her to roll over again. He made her stay that way while he walked over to a cabinet against the wall. She started trembling when she saw the jar of Vaseline in his hand. She told herself it wouldn't matter. Vaseline or no Vaseline, he'd kill her if he tried getting his cock in her ass.
"You're too big!"
He chuckled. "I'm not too big. I've got a girlfriend who loves it."
She didn't believe him. She begged him not to fuck her ass. She told him he'd kill her if he tried doing it. But of course he wouldn't listen. He was determined to get his prick in her butt. He toyed with her asshole, then greased it with Vaseline and told her to stay bent over with her legs apart or he'd get mad and hurt her again.
Before long, she groaned as she felt the pushing of his knob at her asshole, the tremendous pressure of it and the fear that he was ripping her body apart. He held her asscheeks with his hands, squeezing her flesh as he pushed his cock relentlessly inside her shithole.
"Christ, you're as tight as a drum," he said. The pain was awful, the pain and the fear and the pressure that was already building in her chest. She'd known it would be bad, but she hadn't imagined it would be as bad as this. Her asshole felt as though it were stretched a mile wide and now she had enough of his cock in her shitter to feel him in her belly.
"Oh God, you're killing me!"
He laughed at her. "Hell, you're taking it, all right. I bet it feels good."
"I hate it!"
He laughed again and drove the final few inches of his cock inside her stretched shit-tube. "It's a good cock, baby. Just relax and enjoy it."
She couldn't believe any woman could like something like this. It was too painful. Too dirty. Too animal-like. He had to be lying about his girlfriend. If he had a girlfriend.
He grunted now. He said something about her ass being open and he started fucking her with a steady thrusting of his cock. Slowly at first, and then gradually more quickly. She suddenly realized the pain was gone. Her ass now felt like a hot oven, hot and wide-open to his thrusting cock. Each time he thrust forward, his big balls slapped against her cuntlips. But even if the pain was gone, it was still horrible. Such a dirty animalistic act. Fucking her ass with his donkey prick. She felt her tits bouncing each time he rammed her asshole. She told herself that if she ever got away from him, she'd see to it that he went to prison for what he was doing to her. She promised herself she would see him in prison.
"How is it?" he said.
"Please, no more! Stop it! I can't stand it!"
"Hell, your hole is open now, baby. You don't want to stop now. Just stay with it and you'll see how good it is."
"I don't want it!"
He laughed. He didn't care about what she wanted or didn't want. He said he liked her ass. He said he had her shit on his cock now and he teased her about it. "Streaks of brown, baby. I got your shit all over my dick!"
She wanted to die. But she held on, kept her head against the post as he rammed her ass again and again. Finally she could tell by his breathing that he was about to make it. She felt his hands grab her asscheeks more firmly. Then the ramming of her ass became more forceful. He grunted and called out. He made a croaking sound in his throat as he started pumping his jism inside her shit-tube.
She felt it. She hardly ever felt it when a man came in her cunt, but she felt it now as he shot off in her ass. She felt him spurting and then she felt the warm wetness at the ring of her asshole. She heard him snickering as he finished dumping his load in her ass.
He finally pulled his cock out of her shitter. "That's a good fuck."
Myrna pulled away from him with a groan. She sagged against the post, praying he'd be finished with her now and release her.
He grabbed her shoulder and pulled her forward, pulled her so that her face pressed against his belly.
"Suck my prick clean, baby. You don't want to leave your shit on a man's cock!"
He forced her. She told herself it was the most disgusting act she could ever imagine. He forced his shit-covered cock inside her mouth and made her clean it. She had to suck the whole length of his dick and then lick it up and down until it was completely clean.
And then after that he pushed her away and he pissed on her. He laughed as the hot piss splashed on her tits. "Now you're baptized, baby. Now you've got a real baptism."
CHAPTER FOUR
Myrna found herself a prisoner in the cop's basement. He'd fucked her twice, once in the cunt and once in the ass, and then he left her down there and went upstairs. She lay crumpled on the floor at the base of the wooden post. She was too exhausted to move, too filled with misery. She wondered what she had done in her life to warrant punishment like this.
Her ass was still sore. She shuddered as she recalled the feel of his huge cock in her ass. She told herself she ought to be thankful she wasn't dead. Or maybe it wasn't so. Maybe she'd be better off dead than a prisoner like this.
Sometime during the evening, Frank came down with some food for her. He was dressed now in his cop's uniform. He watched her while she ate. He said he'd be putting in a few hours overtime at police headquarters and that he'd be back about midnight. He told her she might want to get some sleep. "You look terrible, baby."
Myrna groaned. "You can't keep me here, it's kidnapping."
Frank shrugged. "I don't give a fuck what it is. You just stay down here and wait for me to get home."
After that he left her and locked the basement door. She was still secured to the wooden post. She realized any attempt at escape would be hopeless. Maybe Superwoman could get out of this, but she wasn't Superwoman.