Chapter 7
The headache magnified and her throat felt both sore and parched after Jason had put through her the painful ordeal of the throatfuck, but Ellen remained perplexed over the fact that she had felt thrilled as well by what was happening, right up to the point where the last few blazing drops of jissum had spurted from Jason's savage prick.
She hoped that it was all over, at least for that night, after the pounding she tad taken from Jason but next thing she knew he was reaching down once more with his strong, heavily calloused hands and clutching sharply against her sore buttocks.
"Get over on your knees," he commanded, "and do it fast."
Feeling the flinching pain, Ellen hoped to convince Jason to let her go by cooperating with his desire. She quickly turned her body around, perching herself on her knees, holding her breath in hopes that Jason would not subject her to a great deal of pain. She thought about trying to persuade him not to hurt her, but quickly abandoned the idea, recognizing that her strategy would probably work in reverse and cause Jason to become vindictive.
Once that she assumed her position on her knees, Ellen's body tensed nervously as she began wondering just what Jason would do next. She did not have to wait for long. No sooner did she assume her position than he reached out with his right hand and plunged the first two fingers of it into her asshole. Her asscheeks flounced quickly back and forth as Jason hammered with unrelenting desire, pushing his fingers with driving force deep into her twisting anus.
"What an ass," Jason gulped. "It's so nice and tight. How does it feel, bitch, to have me fucking my fingers inside it?"
"It's fine," she decided to say, even though her asshole was wracked with pain. Ellen hoped that she could somehow placate this incredible madman who seemed hell-bent on destroying her while in the midst of enjoying himself sexually.
His fingers kept pummeling her, driving stiffly into the tight flesh of her anus as her hips twisted instinctively inner the torrid, whipping finger thrusts. Just watching Ellen's shapely buttocks nervously swaying under the driving finger stabs of Jason caused Darrell and Charlie to experience wilder desires than ever to get into the swing of things and put their torrid cocks to rest with pulsating orgasms.
While Jason's stern fingers kept pushing determinedly all the way into Ellen's ravaged asshole, his steaming rock continued to progressively harden as he anticipated driving it steadfastly into her anal passage. He kept thinking about how grand that moment would be when he sank his hurling vehicle up between her quivering buns and allowed it to rip and slash with impunity.
He kept stinging her with his driving finger stabs, enjoying every provocative thrust as he watched the tension build constantly in his stormy, ever swelling balls, which were beginning to quake with mounting sensation. Jason could feel his balls starting to ache as he got set to launch into some determined sodomy.
When Jason pried his fingers suddenly loose from Ellen's anal passage, she let out a gasp and relaxed momentarily, hoping once again that he would not be hurting her anymore but feeling down deep that he would.
"Now that I loosened your asshole up with some finger-fucking I'm gonna push my cock into it," he laughed, slapping her buttocks with considerable gusto.
Ellen's whole body stiffened and she began to sob with the same kind of desperation she had evidenced earlier before Jason had slashed his cock inside her mouth.
"No, no, oh please Jason darling, anything but that," she cried, her whole body trembling.
"I don't go for this damned stupid childish crying," he grumbled.
"But don't hurt me that way."
"I do as I please. There won't be any more of this telling me what to do stuff. None of that at all. I'm calling the shots and I want that understood."
"Yes, yes, anything, but please don't torture me that way," she said, her head still throbbing from the headache that had developed during the painful ordeal of the throatfuck.
"Maybe you'll like to learn it," Jason grinned fiendishly. "You know, lots of times when women start off by screaming about an act, they end up loving it."
"But I've never had it that way before."
"That's all the more reason why you need it," he laughed. "Isn't that right, men?"
Jason looked over at his friends Darrell and Charlie, grinning happily. They promptly grinned back.
"The only way to treat a bitch like that is by doing just what you damned well please," Charlie said bitterly. "I know that after two lousy marriages."
"Go get her, Jason," Darrell called out. "That makes it real exciting, her never having it up the ass before."
"It sure does," Jason nodded.
Jason reached down with both hands and allowed them to move smoothly up and down the smooth rubbery base of his fleshy cock, which was now every bit as stiff and excited as it had been before Jason's first orgasm. Once again Ellen's voluptuous body and gorgeous face had captivated him, but this time his flaming lust was accompanied by a strong desire to hurt her. Ellen turned her head back and watched Jason's diligent finger pumping with a sense of foreboding, recognizing what lay in store for her. By then she had resigned herself to the painful state of being assfucked, even though she knew how painful it would be. There was just no way of talking the carnally hungry Jason out of getting what he wanted.
He manipulated his fingers steadily against his savage member for a few more moments, then promptly withdrew them. His hands reached out and took her still sore buttocks captive once more, this time inflicting more pain than at any time since his whip attack. His stiffly clenching fingers dug ever so deeply against her assflesh, imbedding themselves with a steady conviction as he gritted his teeth and prepared to launch his hammering cock forward.
"I'm gonna have myself inside that tight ass right now," he gasped, preparing to make his initial onslaught up between her captive, pain-ridden asscheeks and into the forbidden inner portals of her previously unassailed asshole.
His breath became increasingly heavier as he felt the tugging waves of sensation multiplying in his stern, sturdy dagger. Jason shoved it forward like a cutlass, his eyes transfixed on the delicious sight of her sore, twisting buttocks and the tight opening to her anal channel, which he would soon be filled with his torrid fleshy pole.
She heard him heave a heavy sigh, then felt his seething fingers clamped down even harder against her wriggling assflesh as he hurled his sturdy, blood-engorged member forward.
Jason's ravaging cock bruised and defiled her with its first savage inward penetration. He deliberately had disdained using any kind of lubricant to soften his intrusions, desiring to make her pay in every way for having left him and ridiculed him.
When Jason's stiff dagger dug like a sword into the intimate depths of her rubbery rectum, Ellen's body tightened and she burst into a spontaneous delirious reaction, screaming loudly while the tears once more began to gush down both sides of her face.
"Cry all you want," Jason laughed, "because it ain't gonna do you one solitary bit of good. You're out in the wide open spaces and there's nobody gonna hear you but us, so eat out your heart, bitch, yeah, just go on and eat it out."
His rampaging meatiness kept devouring her as he sank his skewering prick forcibly into her anal lips, precipitating heavy surges of pain throughout her ravaged behind as Jason's lewdly ravenous penis kept exploring the tight inner confines of her asshole.
An agonizing grimace of total surrender twisted Ellen's features into a contorted mask, and appraising the graphic example of her forced submission spurred Jason on that much more. His swollen, lust-bloated testicles sharply brushed mid scraped against her buttocks as he pumped with wanton ferocity, driving his steadily pistoning blade of steel ever so sharply into the piercing depths of her helpless anus.
Ellen's nostrils flared open at her breath burned in her lungs while Jason pumped and slashed with steaming rapidity, his hips and buttocks spasming with every driving plunge that his forceful cock made into the fiery inner depths of her anus.
His stiff meaty cock continued pumping in and out of her anus as he blasted her with rhythmic consistency in her anal ring. A time bomb of steadily accelerating passion was immersed within the fiery cock and seething balls of Jason as he wielded his meaty staff with unabated fury, disdaining any show of sympathy, concentrating solely on deriving every inch of wild pleasure from his blasting thrusts as he moved inexorably toward a wild orgasm.
"What an ass, ah, what an ass," he sighed, looking over at Darrell and Charlie as he pumped his way ever nearer to that ultimate moment when the juices would splash from the end of his inflated spear.
Ellen mewled animalishly and sobbed some more as Jason's all-consuming cock buried itself with mounting heat into the puckered ring of his helpless victim's sore anus, which throbbed with acute pain. A raging genital heat enveloped Jason's every movement, and instinctively his trembling, sweaty hands reached out and began slapping against Ellen's sore, earlier bloodied asscheeks as she cried out with pain once more.
But soon Ellen's strength began to wane and her moans degenerated into hoarse muffled gasps as his electrified balls kept scraping against her twisting buttocks and his unyielding penis continued to ram into the tight intimate depths of her ravaged asshole. Ellen choked back a scream that hung in her parched throat, recognizing that another outburst of that type would serve only to make Jason more angrily determined to hurt her in every way that he knew how.
His virile, trembling body was almost completely sweat-soaked as tiny rivulets of perspiration dripped from the hollows and crevices of his legs and torso and oozed onto her quivering flesh.
Several stampeding penis strokes later, Jason knew that the volcanic tremor that had been rapidly building within his blazing cock and bloated balls was set to arrive. He heard Ellen let out a painful hiss as he sent his thundering instrument sinking rapaciously into her pained bottom-hole. For the first time he could see trickles of blood oozing from her anal channel as he drilled uncompromisingly.
Once more he let his stinging hands land with sturdy impact as they landed crisply against Ellen's asscheeks while his driving manmeat moved ever nearer to the ultimate sensation of quivering, tremulous orgasm.
His balls ached and seethed with stored-up volcanic lust as he pumped and pushed his sturdy tool into her one more time.
"Ooooohhhhh, aaaaahhhhh, can't take it anymore," he finally gasped, his body spasming back and forth.
Darrell and Charlie watched, looking at each other for a moment and nodding knowingly, then turning their attention back to the captivating sight of Jason's escaping penis fluid splashing in all its warm thickness from the end of his glistering, devastating staff and into her asshole.