Mark Townsend - Slavetrader's captive

The impaled bride's husband watched, his eyes wide-open, as the fat stocky rod disappeared up inside Penny's tight, widely stretched vagina. Robert moaned softly in unconscious vicarious pleasure as he imagined the hot moistness clasping around the stranger's cock buried deep up inside his young wife. His own penis so recently satiated with fucking Feyadin jerked wildly inside the loose-fitting robe, pointing out from his belly, its swollen head popping obscenely out through the opening in the front of the garment.

The lovely Turkish girl couldn't help but notice his hardness thrusting stiffly out into the room, and, with a tiny mewl of appreciation, she grasped it in her hand, slowly massaging the loose outer skin up and down over the throbbing gland at the end. She reached with her free hand down inside her own robe and slipped her extended middle finger up into the moistening slit of her pussy, squeezing her excitedly quaking thighs tightly around her hand to heighten the excruciating sensations of pleasure flooding once more into her loins. She kept her lust-dilated eyes fixed avidly on the lewd scene on the bed, flicking her finger tip lightly over her erect clitoris in time to the steady in and out strokes her handsome master was beginning to make.

The helplessly skewered young blonde heard Nisli behind her, gasping and panting lasciviously as he began to rock rhythmically back and forth into the wetly responding confines of her expanding vagina. Gradually the pain of his entry was subsiding, giving way to a feeling of strange masochistic pleasure that rippled through her, sending waves of sensation through her insides that cried out for more of the same. She began to slowly undulate her buttocks in erotic little circles back onto the hotly spearing shaft fucking into her from behind.

"Ohhhh, God," Penny suddenly breathed back at him in a tremulous voice. "I like it, it's good. Keep on, keep on!"

Her astonished husband watching from the doorway couldn't believe the thick husky sound of lust coming from her lips. She didn't seem to be the same woman any longer, and he reveled in the cruel humiliation she was being subjected to. It served her right for depriving him of this kind of passionate response the one time they had fucked.

Kneeling up behind Penny's bent-over body, Nisli gritted his teeth and fucked in and out with long leisurely strokes, waiting to feel the signal of her total acceptance inside her responsively swiveling cunt. Her words had shown him she was beginning to like it, but he knew, if he took his time and worked patiently, she would soon be begging him for more and more. He had been anticipating her complete surrender, and he wanted it like this, not under the influence of whatever drug it was that Osman had given her at the motel. He wanted to know it was her fully conscious mind that was giving in, not a mindless robot of a woman who didn't know what she was doing. A feeling of absolute power surged through him as he held her hips in his hands and skewered repeatedly into her, enjoying the sensation of the soft fleshy ridges deep inside her cunt slowly opening around his insistently pistoning cock, her lust-juices hot and slippery in the tight narrow passage.

He stretched the quivering half-moons of her buttocks wide with his fingers, watching with delight the pinkly wet, glistening cuntal walls clinging around his penis on the out-stroke, then folding in with the impaling instrument as he drove repeatedly back into the snug vaginal sheath. He sensed that she had never been fucked this deep before and he rotated his swollen cock-shaft around inside, enlarging the moistened passageway and feeling it clasp greedily around his pulsing hardness like warm elastic. The soft enveloping tightness brought a tingle of maddening delight shooting through his cum-swollen balls as his wetly encased cock pulsated with lewd pleasure.

Penny's eyes opened and closed in a smoky glaze of passion, flashing like blue signal lights from the intensity of the feelings ravaging her plundered loins. She spread her thighs out wider, moving her feet apart on either side of Nisli's bent knees. Her head dropped lower onto the mattress, forcing her swaying white buttocks up higher for greater contact, and her heaving breasts pressed down flat on the bedspread, the rough material tantalizing her tautly erect nipples. Forgotten now was the humiliation of bending like a slave while a tyrannical stranger fucked her relentlessly from behind, forgotten was her puritanical aversion to promiscuous sex. All that mattered at this moment was the obscene pleasure coursing through her like a fire raging out of control. She wanted to be fucked like this, she wanted to be subjected to any lewd demands placed on her passion-wracked body.

Looking down from his position above her, Nisli saw the tiny puckering anus nestled in the narrow crevice of her openly spread buttocks, and suddenly he wanted nothing more than to sink his cock into that virginal untried opening and cum inside her rectum. He slipped a finger of his right hand down into the wetly flowing juices seeping out around the pink flanges of her pussy, moistening its tip thoroughly before sliding it up again to the tiny anal mouth clenching and unclenching under his gaze. Lubricated by her cuntal fluids, the finger paused momentarily to tickle lightly at the puckered entrance and then without warning he shoved it forward, sinking it in up to his fist.

"Arrrrrghh!" the startled young blonde groaned in front of him, her feet jerking up and down on the bed as she vainly struggled to escape his brutally impaling finger. But he gripped her shoulders forcefully with his free hand, pulling her back tighter against him. Slowly he swirled his finger around inside the narrow contracting passage, working excitedly to expand and enlarge it for the greater thickness to come.

Penny felt the searing pain in her anus slowly subside as her rectal passage grew accustomed to the presence of his skewering finger, and she gradually began to rock back to meet his inward thrusts, matching his steady rhythm stroke for stroke.

Her husband Robert couldn't believe his eyes when suddenly, without warning, Nisli pulled his finger out of the now expanded anus with a soft popping sound, and, in one swift movement, changed his cock from one opening to the other.

On the out-stroke his powerfully pistoning penis had been in her swiveling cunt, and now on the in-stroke it was shoving its way by sheer force up into the narrow confines of her helpless little anus. He tightened his grip on her shoulder muscles with both hands now to hold her in front of him, relentlessly shafting up into her anal orifice, rushing up the tight canal until his stomach was pressed flat against her wildly jerking buttocks.

"Agggh, agggh, uuuuuuugh!" Penny groaned under him from the sudden tearing entrance into her unprotected rectal passage. She thrashed and bucked helplessly before him, her eyes bulging open and her long blonde hair whipping from side to side as she tried to throw herself off his excruciating thickness. But he had her fastened inescapably to him now, and she could feel his penis throbbing lewdly inside her like a heart beating in her rectum, each pulse shoving her cruelly stretched inner walls a little farther outward from his hardness, until finally she could breathe again. Her body felt almost limp to her tormentor, like a rag doll down at his loins, as he began to stroke smoothly in and out, short and shallow motions at first, but then gradually lengthening until just the expanded glans at the end of his excitedly pulsing cock-shaft was left inside before he shoved it back in her right up to the hilt. To the obscenely skewered young bride, it felt as though his cock was gliding wetly all the way up between her laboring lungs each time he plunged into her. She moaned and perspired under him, not yet moving in response, the pain still too much for her.