Unknown - Framed and chained

"What are you doing!" she cried.

"Just searching for drugs," he said calmly.

"Stop it! Take it out!"

"As soon as I'm done," he said.

"Oooooohhhh," she groaned, panting and gasping and grunting in pain as his hand turned slowly from side to side. His fingers wiggled like live snakes in her belly, pressing this way and that, poking and prodding against the sides of her pussy tunnel.

Still he pushed forward, his wrist rasping against her cunt lips as it slid through. Amy ground her teeth in agony at how terribly stretched her cunt lips were. The flesh was strained to the breaking point, and as his hand moved deeper into her belly and his wrist slid through, his arm followed, forcing her cunt lips still wider.

She sobbed in pain as his hand jerked to and fro, pushing forward, then drawing back, forward, then back, always working its way deeper into her belly. It was simply beyond belief to her to feel his fingers wiggle inside her lower belly.

And then his fingers touched the very bottom of her pussy tunnel, scratching against her cervix. He still pushed forward, bringing more pressure to bear, then halted, and, one by one, drew his fingers in tight against his palm, forming a tight, hard, round fist deep in her guts.

She trembled in shock and pain as his fist turned from side to side, twisting way up in her guts. Her twat lips were straining and aching as they clutched at his wrist, and now she felt his fist push deeper.

"Please!" she sobbed, tears coursing down her cheeks.

"Now, now. You can take it," he cooed. He punched his fist deeper and she cried out in pain. He smiled, his eyes taking in her perfect round ass flesh, and below that, her tight pussy opening wrapped around his wrist.

He pushed his fist deeper, his excitement lending him strength and taking away his patience. His left arm slid around her and he grit his teeth as he forced his fist all the way down to the bottom of her fuck tunnel. He ground his knuckles against her cervix as she wept and moaned and begged him to stop.

Her cunt strained even harder as his forearm moved into it, forced wider and wider as more of his arm pushed in and his arm thickened. She was jerking and shaking, trembling uncontrollably now as his big fist hit her cervix and began to grind harshly against it.

"Sto… oooo… ooo… pppppp!" she sobbed.

"Not hardly," he smiled.

He continued to twist his arm around inside her, grinding his fist on her cervix. Then he pulled back slightly, then pushed forward. He pulled back several inches, then thrust forward, drawing a squeal of pain from the gasping, moaning, weeping teenager.

He jerked his fist back, fighting the tightness of her hot, sucking pussy tube, slowly pulling his thick fist back down her fuck tunnel all the way to the entrance. Then he punched into her as hard as he could. Even then, his fist only moved five or six inches, but it was enough to make her scream in shocked pain.

He was panting in heat now, his cock bulging as he tore his fist back and punched in again. Again she shrieked. He forced his fist the rest of the way up into her twat and ground his knuckles on her cervix, then tore it back violently.

Amy wailed in pain and misery and confusion as her punched his fist back and forth inside her. Her legs were straining wide to open herself as much as possible, but her pussy ached and stung anyway, and her guts were twisting and churning inside her as he forced his big fist up and down in her belly.

"Gotta make… sure there's nothing in here," he panted, jamming his fist up into her belly.

"Noooooo! Noooooooo!" she screamed, "Aaarrrhhh!"

His fist pumped up and down in her with more ease now, since he'd worn down her cunt muscles, stunned them into submission. His arm moved steadily, his forearm sliding in and out of her pussy opening as she writhed and shook and trashed on the table.

Her hands clawed at the table and her head jerked and twisted from side to side. Her legs jerked and flopped as he forced her up higher over the table, and her ass bucked up repeatedly. He sniggered in pleasure, pounding his fist into her slit with savage glee, revelling in the tightness of her warm belly. He wished he could shove his whole arm up into her, then climb in behind it.

He drew his fist back down her twat a final time, then slowly straightened out his fingers and eased his hand back out of her pussy. She cried out again as his hand popped free of her twat, then subsided into weeping and moaning.

Her pussy remained open, a gaping hole into her body. He bent and peered into it, watching her glistening pink flesh disappearing up into the darkness of her body.

He tore his pants open and pulled his bulging prick out, eyes wild with excitement.

"Still… still gotta… check… this other hole," he panted. "Gotta make sure… you ain't got no… drugs up here."

He pressed his cock against her asshole and forced the head inside. Amy continued to weep, the sound increasing in scale and misery as she felt her asshole pulled open and something forced inside.

She didn't even know it was his cock, having never felt one back there, and having little experience with cocks anyway. Her eyes were closed and she was shaking as deep, gut wrenching sobs escaped from her.

Compared to the pain of her pussy the small ache in her rectum as he forced his cock up into it hardly bothered her at all. It was one added humiliation for her, but the pain in her pussy was far more important.

She didn't even look around as he forced his cock way up into her butt hole, not until he jammed it in to the hilt and his balls and hips pressed firmly against her ass cheeks, did she realize what it was he had done, what it was that he had pushed into her asshole.

She didn't bother protesting, but the knowledge brought a fresh burst of sobbing and moaning from her as Paul slapped his hands down on her ass cheeks and laughed in pleasure. He began to fuck his cock up her ass with fast, deep strokes, sighing in satisfaction as he drove his cock up into her belly.

"There you go," he cooed. "Isn't that niiiiice!"

His cock pistoned steadily, evenly, in and out of her asshole as she sobbed in misery and pain. His hands slid up and down her body. He pushed his hands under her chest and squeezed her heavy breasts, his fingers digging into the thick, fat meat.

He mashed his fingers into her tits and forced her chest up off the table, pulling her back against him. She continued to weep and moan as he slid his lips down on her throat and began to lick and suck on the nape of her neck.

His fingers kneaded her big tits roughly, mashing the meat up and down and around in circles, working the soft, malleable meat with his hard fingers, forcing deep furrows in the round perfect balloons, making it ooze out between his fingers.

He continued to thrust his cock up into her asshole, driving it almost straight up into her asshole as she moaned and sobbed and begged him to stop.

He sighed happily, letting his fingers sink into her full, fat, soft tit flesh as he gnawed at her throat and felt her asshole sucking on his cock.

"Ooh, babbby!" he moaned. "You are sooo hot. You're gonna make me soooo much money."

He mashed his balls up into her soft buttocks, grinding himself against her. He humped up into her with faster motions, using short, sharp little thrusts to punch his cockknob against the very deepest part of her asshole. She grunted repeatedly in response, gasping and groaning as she was punched in the guts… from the inside.

He reached up and gripped a thick mass of her tangled blonde hair, then twisted her head around cruelly, mashing his lips down on hers to silence her cries of pain. He forced his tongue into her mouth as he rutted against her soft ass cheeks and twisted her tit flesh.