Peter Jensen - The blackmailed wife

"W-What are you going to do?" Ann whimpered, turning her head back so that she could see Jason behind her.

"Just a little fun, dolly. Don't you worry," he grinned evilly as he unzipped his pants and dropped them to the floor. "You're gonna have the ride of your life. Old Jason here's a master at this rear end stuff."

Ann couldn't believe what he was proposing. She had prepared herself for anything now she had thought. She would give them whatever they wanted but this wasn't human. It wasn't right. He couldn't mean what he had said. He was just trying to frighten her, trying to make her crawl and plead with him. He wouldn't dare make love to her there, not like an animal!

She clenched her legs and buttocks tightly together behind her in reaction to the horrible thought. Both his and Max's fingers had violated her anus before and it had hurt. They would kill her if they tried to make love to her there.

"Man what an ass," she heard Jason crooning from behind. "I'm gonna love this."

Through the haze she felt his small wiry hands opening her buttocks, drawing the cheeks wide apart. She tried to hold them tensed together but the pressure of his thumbs inserted in the moist crevice was too great. They were cruelly stretched away from each other until she could feel the cool air rushing into the hot interior between her legs.

"It's too tight," he gloated, from his kneeling position behind her. "Better stretch it out a little."

She could feel the tip of his finger again at the entrance of her naked rectum and she clenched the puckered tiny lips tight in a desperate effort to stop the cruel penetration she knew was coming. He probed for a moment on the outer edges of the small elastic circle and then shoved forward with a grin, sinking the finger with a jerk up to the first knuckle again. Ann jumped from the anticipated pain that was not as keen as she thought it would be. It was still stretched a bit from his probings while she had sucked Shorty a few moments ago. She relaxed slightly until suddenly she felt the extra pressure of another finger ram unexpectedly in along side the first. It hurt this time and she jerked forward to escape its painful entry, her body moving a few inches up the bed, groaning as she did so.

"Oh, don't, please don't. It hurts." Tears of pain and humiliation ran from her cheeks again as the realization came to her that he had not been just talking. He was going to make love to her there. He was going to plant that long thing fully up her virginal rectum in an un-natural act of love that she didn't know existed before. This was the ultimate humiliation and surrender and flickering images of the leering faces of Max and Julia drifted through her confused and tortured mind as they must be watching from behind the mirror; as her unwilling body was being punished and used in the most obscene and degrading ways possible. She would never live through it, she could never face the world again after this horror and subjugator. Surely she would die. She cringed her crotch away from him but it was useless, he planted the palm of his hand on the small of her back and pushed down tight, trapping her between the mattress, the fingers digging cruelly into her back passage, expanding it mercilessly as he twisted and turned the fingers in the tight, narrow hole preparing it for his coming assault.

As suddenly as he had shoved the fingers in he pulled them out of her. They seemed to slip out reluctantly, the elastic ring of the anus clinging to them until they popped out with a slight sucking sound. He forced her legs wider with his knees, dropping his head to her buttocks and licked wetly at the crevice between them, moistening the tiny hole in preparation for the greater entry.

"Kneel up," he suddenly commanded, eager for the ultimate subjugation of her shaking body.

She hesitated for a moment and felt his hand on her hips jerking them to the kneeling position her breasts still pressed tightly down on the bed. Her buttocks were high in the air behind her, waving as in open invitation to the cruel ravishment about to begin. Her anus throbbed in abject helplessness.

"Man, she wants it, Shorty, look at that hairless little thing beg."

His knees behind her pushed her thighs wider apart, the hair of his legs brushing hard against the insides of hers. She was held wide and helpless, completely at his mercy and she bit down on her lower lip to keep back the tears of helpless frustration brimming to her eyes.

His hands grasped harshly at her hips, holding them steady in the air as she felt the long, thick cock impress itself in the moist naked split of her behind. She gasped from the first contact in surprise. It was huge! As big as the one she had been forced to so cruelly suck to completion a few minutes before. She hadn't expected it from such a small man. She could never take that in her rectum without ripping her belly in half! She jerked forward again attempting to move up the bed away from it.

"Hold her shoulders down, Goddamn it!" he shouted at Shorty still sitting in front of her. "The little bitch is slipping."

The big man's hands quickly dug into her shoulders, pressing them hard and flat against the mattress. She could not move. She was wide and helpless before the unnatural onslaught of the depraved man behind her. She could feel his hairy loins and his enormous searching penis probing hard into her upturned crotch.

His hands coursed down over her buttocks, his thumbs pressing on either side of the tiny puckered anus stretching it wide. Then, she felt a probing between the thumbs that was soft and rubbery at first and then grew into a hard unresisting bluntness.

"Ooooohhhh! N-No, pleaseeee noooooh!" she pleaded in a soul-shattering screech as she felt the tight resisting nether ring giving way before the unyielding pressure, the tip popping inside with a jerk.

"Hold her down, Shorty, hold her down!" Jason puffed from behind, "God, it's tight."

She screamed, and then groaned again but the sounds echoed through the room unheeded. There was no one to help her. There was no one in the world, all that existed was the excruciating torture of her anus from the beast behind and the cruel hands pressing her shoulders into the bed. There was no escape from the horror and degradation of the depraved attack on her helpless body. The blunt intrusion of his thick cock vibrated through every fiber of her being, pushing the soft rubbery flesh inside of her widely-stretched anal passage in great waves of pain before it. Filling her backside ceaselessly as though she were being impaled on the trunk of a giant oak by the barbarians of old. She grunted in submission, her eyes opened wide in torment until suddenly she felt the course hair of his loins smack heavily into the softness of her buttocks. The cruel, fleshy thickness was buried to the hilt.

She groaned in anguish, hung on the end of the stone-hard cock like a pig on a giant roasting spit. She wanted to fart from the pressure but she couldn't, the huge cudgel blocking her stretched hole like the bung in a barrel.

Jason, muttering obscenities behind her and gasping with sadistic pleasure began to saw rhythmically and without mercy deep into the soft depths of her back passage bringing further sobs of pain and misery from her tortured lips. She had never felt so soiled and debauched in her life and her whole behind felt wet and used as Jason behind her levered up on his knees, and began to lunge the full length of his punishing rod into her with long smooth strokes. It pulled tiny ridges of her pink, clasping flesh out with the base of his prick as it withdrew for another vicious lunge inside. She was aware dimly of Shorty chuckling to himself and pushing back hard on her shoulders with each lunge the rampaging cock made into her behind, trapping her servile kneeling body between the skewering from behind and his hands in front. She was hopelessly held in the kneeling position, painfully bent like an errant slave before its cruel master.