Blake Garfield - Halloween in horror

Peter giggled and winked at Roger at the savage way their younger brother was torturing their beautiful aunt. Steve was proving himself even tougher on their slutty bitch of an aunt than either of them.

Elaine cried out with agony as Steve dropped down, sitting between her lush, kicking legs. He pulled on the broom, letting much of his weight dangle from the bristled tip. More of the studded torture stick bulled its way into Elaine's pain-soaked, stretched-out cunt. She gasped in horror when she saw that she was taking almost two feet of the terrible broom inside her.

She could feel the tip of the broom pushing at her cervix, stretching every pore and wrinkle inside her tender pussy. Steve wasn't even fucking her with it now. He was simply pushing it farther and farther inside her, using every ounce of his strength to try to impale the whole length of it inside her body. Elaine knew that her baby-faced nephew would kill her if he kept trying.

"Confess to being a whore!" he screamed, squirming his crotch under her ass as he dragged inch after pain-filled, pussy-tearing inch of the torture broom inside her. "Confess to fucking men for their money. Confess to using men like they were fucking dogs! That's wrong, isn't it?"

"I'm a whore!" Elaine cried. Her mouth was full of spit and fuck lube, and it bubbled out from her lips as she cried out her degrading confession. "I always fucked men for their money… I used them – oh, I'm so sorry, Steve! Pretty Steve… I won't use men like dogs anymore! I'll be the dog!"

"Bark like a dog, then, Aunt Tits!" Peter growled, fucking his cock into her throat until her nose was buried in his cock hair and his balls were draped over her chin. He pulled back. "Bark like a dog, cumbag!"

Elaine wanted to die. She knew she had reached the bottom now.

"Woof!" she yelped, her eyes rolling back in her head as Steve forced another impossible inch of the broom inside her. "Woof! Woof!"

Peter pulled his cock from her mouth as she barked, slapping his spit-slick prick over her pretty, soiled face.

Boys closed in on every side to laugh and spit on the gorgeous redhead as she barked for their amusement. Roger leaned over and spit directly into her open, gasping mouth, and then it became a game for the boys to see who could spit down her throat. Through it all, the conquered beauty kept barking. And through it all, Steve plunged the fuck-broom deeper inside her.

"I'm going to fuck these titties," Roger said, sliding over and straddling his sexy aunt's heaving ribs. "Push your tits together, Aunt Elaine! Push those titties together so I can fuck you good."

Elaine was completely broken now, submissive in every way. The murderous pain of the broom-fucking had demolished the last of the old Elaine Peterson. What was left was a cringing, obedient slave girl. She was nothing now except a fucktoy for her nephews and their mob of friends.

She pushed her tits together over Roger's cock and even tried to lift her bound, battered body off the ground to meet his tit-fucking lunges.

"Confess to being a big-titted cow!" Steve shouted. He slid toward her until his cock was nestled in the crack of her ass, pulling the broom down as he moved. "Confess to being a titsy pig! Come on, tell us what kind of a fucking sow you are!"

"I'm a pig!" Elaine babbled. "I'm a bigtitted hog! An old, fat uddered cow! I always used my tits to get men to do what I wanted! They're big cow's tits! I'm sorry I used them wrong! I'm sorry!"

Elaine squirmed on the floor as Roger's cock slid slickly between her giant tits. Peter rolled his cock over her gasping face, making her kiss and lick it. Other boys were spitting on her, and whenever some of their spit splattered on Peter's cock, he made her tongue it away.

The broom felt as though it had torn through her pussy, had poked a jagged hole clear through her chest. It felt as though the tip of the broom was lodged between her tits now, jabbing her lungs and keeping her from drawing a breath. Her clit, too, felt as though it had been shoved deep inside her. It seemed to be far up inside her stomach, still buzzing and wriggling like a tiny electrode.

"No… please, please no!" she whispered, her body quaking with disgust. She was about to cum.

Steve smiled at her desperate pleading. Then he buried his cock up her helpless asshole. As he did, he pulled down on the broom with every ounce of strength he had left. Something popped deep inside his sexy aunt's squirming body, and six more inches of the broom slipped inside her. At the same time Steve pounded all seven inches of his cock into her slippery, swollen shitter.

"Killing me!" she screamed. Every tendon in her body stood out like steel cords as the boy fucked cock and broom inside her. "Killing me! Killing me!"

It was too much. It was more than any woman should have to endure.

Peter was rolling his cock over her face as Roger clamped his hands over hers and was smashing her tits together until daggers of tearing pain ripped everywhere through the firm, fleshy mounds. She was splattered with the spit of a hundred other boys. And worst of all, she was being fucked up the ass while getting a broom shoved up her cunt.

It felt as though she was having a baby. Almost two feet of unyielding wooden stake was wedged inside her. She knew that the tiny hole at her cervix was hugging around the tip of the broom now, and that Steve had pierced her more deeply with the horrid weapon than any woman was meant to be fucked. She could feel the terrible friction between the boy's cock and the handle of the broom, and she wondered if the thin wall between her cunt and asshole was being torn asunder.

But she was cumming.

Steve stabbing his cock up her ass had done it. Now the orgasm was building past the point of no return. Her hips hitched off the floor as she drove her ass up off the ground to meet the twin, punishing thrusts of broom and cock. And then she was screaming with damned pleasure.

"She's cumming!" one of the boys watching shouted, sounding as if he didn't believe it. "The sexy old whore's getting off on it!"

"Oh fuck!" another boy gasped. "That's it, man, she's got to go for the whole trip! Any slut that cums while something like that's happening is a real bitch! She wants everything!"

"Confess that you love this," Steve screamed. He fucked the broom in and out of his squirming sexy aunt's cunt. "Confess that you're a cock-hungry whore! Confess that you love getting tortured and fucked until you can't stand up!"

"I do!" Elaine screamed. She whipped her tongue over Peter's cock, arched her chest up against Roger's prick while she squeezed her tits together. "I confess that I'm a whore! I confess that I'm a slut! I want you to beat me up! Torture me! Torture my asshole and pussy! And torture my titties! Please torture my big cow tits!"

Elaine's body was on fire. It was as though someone had given her a gasoline enema and set it alight.

She screamed while Peter rolled his dripping cock over her face. She tore at her tits while Roger drove his burning, slippery cock between them. She bucked and twisted while Steve fucked his cock into her ass and the broom into her cunt.

She had never felt anything like this before. Her cunt was quivering and contracting on the broom as though it were the luscious cock of the gentlest lover. Her asshole was flexing on Steve's cock like a damp velvet glove. As she cried out, she flicked her tongue out to swipe at Peter's slippery cock.

"Confess that you're a cumbag!" Steve screamed, almost overcome with feelings of pleasure and power. "Confess that you're a dirty old jizzbucket! Confess that you're a bigtitted slime queen! Confess!"

Lightning shot through the sexy redhead. One huge dark orgasm was thundering through her body, destroying everything in its path. Elaine's sleek, curvy body shuddered as the climax demolished her, her eyes rolling back in her head and spit drooling from her lush, parted lips. The orgasm rumbled through her, devastating her mind and body.