Chapter 3
The position had changed but the agony went on. After her mouth had been raped, Ann had been lifted to the mattress, then bound in a terribly lewd way.
A leather collar had been snapped around her neck. A Leash attached to the front of the bed was clipped to the ring at the back of the collar. Then she had been forced I onto her hands and knees, her ass toward the lower end of the mattress. After that, her wrists were clamped back onto the chains from the posts at the foot of the bed, raising her arms back and up like wings before other straps from the posts were buckled snugly around the tops of hr thighs. Those straps were short enough that they pulled apart her legs, and all of the bindings caused her to pitch forward hard, her face pressed into the mattress as her ass hovered high above the end of the bed.
"Oooooh!" Ann groaned.
She was unable to see because her nose was buried in the bedding. The taste of cum was still thick in her mouth, and her pussy ached from her cherry being torn. At least her tits, which her husband's hands had ravaged, were finally protected from further damage. They were mashed firmly against blankets, taking part of the weight from her face. But the combination of straps and chains prevented her from collapsing from her knees, so her ass was kept poised high in the air. And since she couldn't see what her husband was doing behind her, a cold chill of dread tormented her, moving through her whole body. She knew that her pussy and asshole were nakedly exposed.
"You are a fine-looking slut when you're tied up like that," Travis said. "You might be interested to hear that it's one of my favorite bedroom positions, and you'll learn to know it well! It leaves you with two fuck-holes just ready for a hard, horny prick!"
Ann was disturbed, but she wasn't quite sure what he meant, since her face was completely concealed by being mashed into the blanket atop the mattress. As long as her mouth was hidden, she could think of only one hole for Travis to fuck.
As she wondered, his rough hands pawed around her ass. She moaned as she felt her naked flesh touched by fingers and scraped by nails. She was tortured by her imagination of how awful and lewd she must look with her naked ass thrust up there completely exposed. Her eyes squeezed tightly, but she found it didn't help, since the image that tormenting her was burned brightly into her mind.
One finger slid down the crease of her pussy, collecting fuck-juices and smearing them up her ass-crease. When the tip of the finger brushed against her asshole, her guts clenched. The knowledge that her shitter was in easy sight made her desperately ashamed. Of all the secret parts of her body that Ann thought should be hidden away, her tiny, puckered whole seemed the most private of all. Even if everything else was somehow exposed, her shit-hole was the one thing that other people shouldn't see. To know that he was looking made her groan with terrible shame.
"Uuumph!" Ann grunted when the finger was still greased by her own pussy-juices and his cum cream. The heat of her body kept her cunt-hole from drying out, so the only true pain was when the finger rubbed against her ruined cherry. Travis buried his finger clear up into her greasy fuck-hole to the edge of his palm, then he swirled the finger around to collect the fuck-juices that were still lingering there.
Ann felt her cunt walls collapse back when the finger finally pulled out, and she wondered what was to happen next. But, no matter how much she thought, she could never have been prepared for the shock of Travis' slippery finger ramming up her asshole.
"Aeeeiii!" she screamed when her shit-hole was pierced, and she felt the bump of his large knuckle going in.
It wasn't pain that shocked her the most, it was the sudden horror, of her asshole being speared. It felt like a monstrous hole had suddenly opened up in her body, and like her guts were trying to escape up into her chest. But the torture was even worse as she realized that every bit of her protection and privacy had been ripped away. The one last refuge of her privacy and decency was no longer her own.
"No!" Ann shrieked wildly, trying to pull her face up from the mattress.
The leash tightened against the back of her head and forced her face back down into the blanket.
"Take it out!" she wailed in desperation, the shock of the degradation threatening to fill her completely. She wiggled her ass but found no relief. "Take it out! Your finger isn't supposed to be in there!"
The finger twisted painfully in her guts, as if trying to rip the walls of her shitter.
"Both my finger and my cock go wherever they want!" Travis laughed at his tortured wife, then swirled his finger inside her shitter again. It amused him to see the tight brown hole fucking furiously at his penetrating finger as he fucked it in and out.
"Noooo!" Ann moaned deliriously. It was the most evil thing she had ever felt. She had never considered such a horrible thing. In reaction, the muscles of her ass-cheeks tightened and her abdomen gripped to try to force the awful intruder out. But no matter how much she fought, the finger remained buried in her shitter as her husband laughed at her tormented shame.
"Don't you like my finger in your shit-hole, my dearest?" he asked.
"No, please!" Ann cried. "Take it out! It makes me so ashamed!"
"If this bothers you!" he shouted sarcastically at her. "How do you think it's going to feel when I fuck my cock into your ass?"
"Never!" she shrieked.
The idea hit her like a lightning bolt of fear. She'd never heard of anything so demented as forcing a prick into a shitter. Her poor little asshole was already hurting just from his finger. She knew there was no way that his cock would ever be able to fuck into her tiny ass.
"I think that's what you're going to beg me for next!" Travis gasped, twisting his finger around in her shitter once more. "I want you to beg me - plead with me - to fuck my hard cock up your ass!"
Ann squealed in frustration. There was no way she was every going to do that. He might torture her, even pull on her tits, but he couldn't make her ask him to fuck his prick into her add. She knew that the pain would be the most intense she had ever felt, and that her shit-hole would be totally destroyed. She bit on her bottom lip, knowing those words would never be formed by her mouth.
The finger pulled out of her shit-hole, then rammed back quickly into her pussy. A second and third finger joined the first one and churned around inside her cunt. Her pussy was stretched one way, the another by the twisting fingers as the long digits greased themselves down with the fuck-juices they stirred up inside.
"Now, I think I'm going to show you just a fraction of how being ass-fucked will feel!" her husband growled, and pushed two greasy fingers into her shitter.
Ann groaned at the degrading penetration, then she shrieked in pain as another finger joined the first. The two fingers scissored in her asshole, stretching it painfully back and forth. Then, to her horror, a third finger was pushed into her shit-hole, and it felt like the tiny ass-ring was on fire. Pain sliced through from her ass clear up into her guts as the thick was of fingers pistoned back and forth.
"You're hurting me!" Ann cried, fighting to get away. But the bindings on her wrists and thighs kept her locked into place for the fingers fucking her ass.
"It's not hurting anything like it's going to when my cock splits open your shitter!" Travis shouted down at his tortured wife. "When that happens, you're going to think that a telephone pole has been rammed up into your guts!"
"Noooo!" Ann groaned, knowing that her asshole would never be able to stand such an intrusion. The pain was already severe just from his fingers, and her shitter would be ripped completely to pieces if he ever tried to force his thick cock into her guts.
"So be me, bitch!" he snarled at her. "Beg me to tear your asshole up with my cock!"
"No!' Ann Shrieked.
"We'll see!" He laughed loudly, pulling his fingers quickly out of her ass.
Then he turned, and stalked over to a chest of drawers against one wall. Hauling out one of the middle drawers, he reached down and pulled out a thick, leather belt.
Ann heard him behind her, but there was no way to know what he was doing as the sound of the drawer banging open and closed wafted over to her. Then his footsteps came back toward her naked ass.
"Are you going to beg me to fuck my cock into your ass?" Travis asked.
"No!" Ann Screamed. "Anything but that!"
"Anything?' He laughed. "Then try this!"
Suddenly Ann's ass was seared by a shattering pain. A loud smack sounded through the room as the leather belt lashed savagely against the naked flesh of her ass. A fire of excruciating agony was burned across her hips form the first savage blow.
"Aaaegh!" Ann choked on the horrible pain. Both her mind and her ass felt like they were exploding from the torture. Across the skin of her ass-cheeks, a deep, scarlet line was marked into her creamy flash.
"How do you like it?" he asked, aiming the wide belt at her ass again. "This is what a Bradley woman gets when she doesn't do what her husband says!"
The belt seared into her ass-flesh again. The new path of fire across her naked hips was at a slight angle to the first. The double marks formed a large red cross on the skin of her add. The tormented woman felt as if acid was being used to etch letters into her skin. But Travis wasn't through teaching his wife about punishment and pain, so he hauled back the belt again. This time he aimed it for the backs of her thighs and left a brilliant path of tortured skin across both of her legs.
"No!" Ann shrieked as the belt found her flesh again.
The belt struck again, laying a ed, brutal trail over the crossing lines on her ass. Then another blow lashed the backs of her legs.
The tortured woman began to wail. The last blow had fallen across her ass cheeks.
"How do you like it?" her husband asked, lashing the belt across her ass again. By now, every bit of the flesh of her ass-cheeks was burning brightly with pain.
"Please stop it!" Ann bellowed, almost consumed by the pain for the blows. "I can't stand it anymore!"
"Then beg me to fuck my hard cock into your asshole!" Travis shouted back at her. "I'm not going to stop until you plead for me to fuck your goddamn shitter.!"
"Aaargh!" Ann chocked on the words that tried to escape for her mouth. Then the brutal pain was back with another slash of the belt. The blows were landing on flesh that had already been beaten, adding new and more intense agony. But still Ann couldn't force herself to say the words that would cause her husband's cock to fuck up her add.
The Travis shifted around and dropped the loop of the belt. He held the long strap by the buckle and used the belt like a whip. Now more directly behind her, he snapped the leather thong. The tip of the long, brutal, leather snake popped into the crack of Ann's ass and struck her shit-hole.
"Aaeeiii!" the battered woman screamed. Ann was sure that the puckered, brown bud of her shitter had been savagely ripped and would soon be leaking blood.
But whipping her shit-hole wasn't all the painful persuasion that Travis had in mend. The next snap of the belt carried its tip right into the slit of his wife's pouting cunt. The belt popped, searing her tender, open pussy-flesh like the evil tip of a whip. Ann's whole body leaped at the unbelievable pain of her' pussy-lips being lashed.
"Put your cock in my ass!" she screamed, knowing that if the belt struck her pussy again, her cunt-flesh would be torn apart.
"Beg me!" her husband bellowed as he slapped the end of the belt into her cunt-gash again.
"Aaeeiii!" Ann shrieked and she pissed down her legs and all over the bed.
Her body was almost completely out of control, not even able to keep her piss from hissing out.
"Please fuck my asshole with your cock!" she wailed, feeling the piss wet the blanket under her knees. "Please, please, please - I beg you! Fuck your prick up my shitty ass!"
Travis' evil laughter scared her. There was triumph in his voice. Ann sobbed, rubbing her face even harder against the mattress, wishing she could disappear from the earth. When his evil cock fucked into her shit-hole, she prayed that the ass-fuck would end Travis' attack.
His prick fucked into her aching pussy, stuffing her cunt-hole full. The Raping cock was searching for lubrication to allow it to rip into her ass. Ann screamed in horrible anticipation when the cock-head was pulled for her cunt. Then his hard, greasy cock-head was pressed against the small, closed mouth of her shitter.
"You asked for it!" He laughed at her as he lined up his thick prick with her asshole. "You begged me to do it! So here it is, bitch! Just what you said you wanted!"
Then with a mighty thrust, the cock-head pierced through her ass-ring. The Swollen prick-head fucked right up her ass.
"Pleeeeassseeee!" Ann screamed, sure that her asshole had been ruined.
The pain was as bad as if she had been speared in the guts by a hot railroad spike. The muscles of her ass-ring burned and threatened to tear as they were crudely forced open by the hard-driving shaft of Travis' prick. It was unbelievable that such pain could actually exist short of being dismembered, and Ann's desperate screams turned into shrieks of horror as Travis jammed another inch of cock into her ass.
"I can't stand it!" she wailed. "Take it out! Take your cock out of my ass! It's killing me!"
Her husband's answer was to fuck another two inches of prick into her shitter. He groaned as the tight asshole locked onto his cock-shaft like he was trying to fuck into a closed circular vise. The ass-ring was squeezing his prick as if it was trying to choke the shaft, and his cock-head was buried into the fiery heat of her asshole, which was as hot as if she had an inferno burning inside.
And, as his wife bellowed out in fear and pain, the horny man finally buried his cock-head far up inside her guts. Her ass-ring now clutched like a steel band around the base of his prick, and if the long fucker hadn't been rock-hard, her shitter might have squeezed his cock completely off. But since his balls were nestled snugly up against her cunt, he knew that he had his wife's ass cherry to go along with that of her pussy and mouth. The torment of her mind and her asshole added lust to his cock and balls, so he began to pull out his spearing prick so he could slam it into her guts again.
Ann couldn't believe it. The horrible prick hurt almost as much pulling out as it had fucking in. She wanted to yell at Travis to keep it still - to leave it buried motionless in her asshole - but her mouth couldn't form the words. All she could do was scream and wail and shriek as the whole lower part of her body was shocked by the raping of her virgin shit-hole.
Finally, only the bulging cock-head was left in her shitter, and Ann gasped at the terrible pressure her ass-ring suffered from being shoved all out of shape. Then, in an instant, the entire cock was fucked back inside her ass, and the room was filled with the shocking screams of agony of ass-raped woman again.
It took a dozen hard, grating strokes of the thick cock before her shit-hole began to loosen, but finally her guts were pounded into submission and her ass-ring started to succumb.
Greased by the cunt-juices that had been on the prick-shaft, the cock stirred up the woman's natural ass-juices, which combined to allow the prick to glide. Although her shit-hole was still tighter than any pussy would ever be, it no longer felt like it was ripping each time the cock fucked inside.
"That's right!" Travis growled downed at his tormented wife. "Open up that asshole and let me fuck you clear into your guts!"
Ann moaned. Her ass-ring had surrendered and everything inside her had been pushed out of the way. Now the prick hammered her, the cock-head reaching up to her abdomen, as she was brutally ass-fucked for the first time in her life. Once again, the inexperienced young woman had been proved completely wrong - asshole as well as pussy would stretch to accommodate the hard-fucking cock inside.
As she leaned on her face and grunted with each brutal stroke, she could feel the swollen cock-head rub along the inside of her ass walls. There was only a thin membrane separating the pit of her ass from her cunt-hole, and the motion in her shitter began to agitate the jangling nerves of her pussy. Strangely, she felt her cunt-juices begin to flow, greasing down her pussy and even leaking out onto the be. Her whole insides were shocked by the ass-fucking prick, but somehow the violent action was turning on her juices as if she was being fucked in the cunt.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Ann grunted into the mattress as the cock-thrusts came harder and faster. Her poor asshole began to suffer an even more violent beating as the prick began to throb. Liquid heat blasted far up into her guts, and she knew that her husband's balls were emptying wads of spunk into the third fuck-hole of the night. Ann realized that his mastery over her was complete.