Her words were cut off by the hissing of the leather belt cutting through the air. Rhoda jerked her head around, stared wide-eyed at the wall and braced herself for the cutting sensation of the belt.
It came, numbing all thought in her brain. There was the force of the blow, followed quickly by the sharp hot pain radiating to all parts of her body. She yelped, pitching forward, banging into the table. Twice she tried jerking her leg off the ladder. But the ropes held firm.
"Yayyghhh!"
Again and again the belt slashed through the air, the leather forming criss-crossed red marks on her jiggling ass.
Then the belting stopped. She sank against the table, her left knee hitting one of the table legs. Her long blonde hair curtained her face. Then she felt something, something she would never forget all her life. Brad was jamming his fingers against her asshole. He was pushing in, driving up into her.
"No!"
It was obscene, unspeakable what he was doing! Rhoda clawed the table, her arms knotting with muscles Rhoda didn't know she had. Her knees and tits shivered. A strange fire started in the rim of her asshole as he moved the finger in and out. Her hips went back, offering more of her ass to him. It was incredible, but it was true! That belting, that leather beating against her flesh had started a fire in her cunt that now spread up to her butt!
The muscles in her left leg cramped, nearly sending her pitching to the floor. Brad yanked his fingers out of her asshole. Rhoda felt as if her guts were ripped out with them. What was happening to her?
"Nice ass, nice…"
He was bending down, opening his mouth, touching her ass with his tongue. Rhoda shivered again. He was doing exactly what he told her over the phone – eat out her ass, touch her with his tongue. He was sucking around the gray/pink flesh of her shitter now, prying her stretched asscheeks apart with his hands.
"Ummmmmmm…"
A hot thrill made her clit quiver like a struck tuning fork when Brad stiffened his tongue and shoved it up her shitter.
Then he was standing up, grabbing her hips.
Rhoda arched her back slightly, feeling his dick move, up, up her thighs, up toward her shitter now wet with his spit.
"Now!"
With a sudden, piercing pain his cockhead found her. Rhoda yelled, her scream bouncing off the concrete walls. She felt the blunt head of his cock pressing against her asshole. Her tits jiggled, slapping together while sweat broke out on her forehead and trickled down from under her arms. Her face was a mask of concentrated agony as the fat head wormed its way in, stretching her shitter lips.
"Unnnnnhghhoooo!" Rhoda screamed louder.
The tight ring of her shitter was being driven up into her belly. She clawed at the table again, splinters driving into her fingertips as the muscles in her ass and the backs of her legs cramped from the hard, brutal fucking.
"Ohhhhh yeah, nice and tight," Brad sighed, slipping his dick back a little, then shoving it forward.
Rhoda curled her spine, her head snapping from side to side. The muscles around her asshole felt as if they were tearing. And, yet, at the same time Rhoda's cunt almost cried out to feel that cockhead ravaging her ass now. She wanted to feel that hard intrusion inside her cunt, not her asshole!
"Unnghh… ooooohhh!"
Rhoda felt the obscene slickness of his cock as it entered her ass. The end of his dick felt slippery, it seemed to be reaching farther and farther in her shitter. The blonde woman eased the tight grip of her ass on the head.
"Gettin' into it, huh? Yeah, I told you you'd dig it," he gasped.
"No, no, never!"
She was lying. The pain was there, the fear was there. But still she couldn't help it when her ass moved back, when she squirmed, rubbing her body against the hairy belly behind her. She was turning onto this, enjoying the awkward position he had tied her in, enjoying this bizarre sex scene.
"Unghhh."
Rhoda moved her ass as sensuously as she could. The slow invasion of Brad's hard cock in her ass hurt her. Oh, once more she thought that if she could show him how well her cunt could wrap around his cock maybe he'd slip his dick into her pussy. Surely he couldn't have forgotten how good it was to fuck her!
"No!"
That dick was splitting her wide open. Rhoda felt the pain of his ass-fucking reaching higher and higher in her ass, spreading to all parts of her body. That wide head seemed to go on forever. Rhoda twisted and clawed, hot tears rolling freely down her cheeks. Her legs hurt terribly, the ropes cutting into her ankles. Now both hands covered her tits. The fingers pinching the stiff red nipples so hard as he twisted them.
"Oh yeah, yeah, move it! Move it real good like that," he hissed.
Rhoda felt a sudden casing of pressure in her ass. The big greasy head had finally slipped past the tight ring at the mouth of her shitter. Rhoda managed to straighten her left leg, just starting to take some of the agonizing strain from her limbs.
It was too soon. Brad had started to pull his cock back out. Her legs and arms spasmed, nearly sending her pitching to the floor. The reversed tugging was like a giant vacuum sucking at her ass. There was a vulgar outward stretching of her asshole that shot wild sensations of lust up and down her spine.
Rhoda bit her lip. She couldn't even sob now, not with that fat bar of dickmeat rubbing back and forth in her asshole. She shoved her ass toward him, looking for some relief from the sucking in her shit-chute.
"Yeah, yeah, move it, move it!" Brad cried, sliding one hand away from her hanging, jiggling tits and slapping her ass hard.
The woman cried out again, feeling completely torn. Her round, firm asscheeks flexed against his flat belly, looking for more of that wild fullness threatening to split her ass wide open!
"Oh no, no, take it out! Ohhhhh, you're going to kill me with that horrible thing!"
Of course Rhoda didn't want him to slide his dick out of her ass. It was a wonderful, wild, stretched feeling that was making her pussy throb like a festering wound. She didn't care if he fucked her in the cunt. It would be nice if someone were to take care of her pussy as well as her ass. But this, this wild, wonderful sensation was worth the strange, empty feeling in her snatch.
The sliding of his cock as it moved deeper in her shitter sent shivery hot thrills through her ass. Rhoda felt her bowels filling with the big man's dick. It was like a steady, growing load of ironhard heat in her ass. She thought his cock would have to stop. Surely there couldn't be as much in there as she felt.
Then the woman remembered the previous night, that wonderful fucking when he drove her mad with his dick. Yes, eight or nine inches of cockmeat sliding in and out of her cunt. And now he was going to stuff all of it into her ass, shove those thick throbbing inches of hard dickmeat up her ass!
Rhoda cried out, clawing at the table once more. No, it couldn't be done! He'd tear something, hurt her, kill her with that cunt-splitter!
But still his cock kept entering her. Rhoda's rectal nerves were sensitive to the fucking in her ass. She imagined the thick bar of cockmeat in her ass growing and growing until it was the size of a cannon. The big man's dick felt as if it were some spear impaling her.
"Please, oh please!"
She was begging him to stop, pleading with him to ease up. But her pleas only excited Brad more.
Then Brad started to withdraw. Rhoda sighed. For a while the blonde thought he must have pulled a foot of dickmeat from her ass. The nerves in her shitter were protesting all the way.
And then he started forward again. Rhoda pitched forward, arching her back. The strange fullness inside her bowels was starting to excite her all over again. It wasn't quite like the heat that rose in her cunt when she was milking her pussy muscles around a dick. It was a sensation all its own.
"Awwwwwwwkk!"