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Stacy gyrated her hips in a slow circle so that the inner walls of Stacy's cunt were stretched in every possible direction, maximizing her pleasure.

It seemed like an eternity to the little black haired girl before the blonde pulled up with her hips.

Bernedette drew the fake rubber cock out of Stacy's cunt until once again only the molded glans was between her grossly parted inner labia.

Bernedette paused at the top of her stroke and took a deep breath – completely filling her lungs with air.

She then slammed down with her hips as hard as she could, again tensing the muscles in her buttocks.

Bernedette was pressing the supple cheeks of her ass together so hard no pressure could have pried them apart.

She drove all eight inches of the incredibly thick cock into Stacy's bleeding cunt in one fell swoop.

Stacy's cunt made a sloppy splashing and sucking noise as the fake phallus pushed through the wet flesh.

Stacy emptied her lungs with a harsh grunting noise.

Her eyes opened very wide from the shock of the violation.

Her cunt made a funny farting noise as gas bubbles were forced from the hole by the stabbing fuck.

Stacy's eyes bulged outward, and felt for a moment like they would pop right out of their sockets.

She cried.

More from shock than pain.

One second her cunt was empty.

And then it was full!

Stacy began to fuck the little girl with a slow steady motion, feeling her inner lips pulling out and pushing in with the motion of the now wet dildo.

Stacy looked through teary eyes at the cock as it moved in and out of her cunt and could see her own blood.

There was a thin film of blood and natural lubrication all over the fake cock, but it had gathered thickest in a ring about the base.

After three or four strokes Stacy could feel her cunt explode into her second come of the fuck.

She once again screamed – this time in complete joy.

Her black eyelashes pressed hard against her cheekbones.

The corners of her mouth turned into an ecstatic smile.

"FUCK ME HARDER!" Stacy wailed in a high-pitched shriek.

Bernedette was careful to use the entire length of the dildo with each fuck stroke, taking advantage of its length.

She wanted her bleeding sex slave to feel all eight inches working in and out of her ravaged pussy.

Stacy began to snap of comes at an amazing rate.

Bernedette was fucking very hard, feeling the base of her pole pressing against her throbbing clit.

Michele, sitting near the bedroom wall, placed her finger directly on her little man in the boat.

This time she did not pull it away when the savage throbbing spasms began inside her dripping cooze.

She left her finger there and began to roll her own clitoris in a rapid, though small, circle until she came.

Stacy got to the point where she could no longer tell when one orgasm ended and the next one began.

Her comes were running into one another by this time.

She felt like she were having one continuous come, rather than a series of shorter ones strung together.

Faster and faster.

Harder and harder.

Stacy lost count of her comes.

Numbers seemed unimportant.

It was about five minutes into the fuck before Bernedette cranked her hip movements into high gear.

She began to fuck the little girl's drooling quim as hard and fast as she could, feeling the massage of her own clit making her own orgasm an inevitability.

Bernedette could feel Stacy's inner cunt muscles clasping and tugging at the shaft of the dildo every time she drew upward with her hips.

Finally Bernedette felt herself start to come and rammed the cock as deep as she could get it in the hole.

They pressed their loins tightly together as this last violation triggered Stacy's final come of the fuck.

This pleased the little black haired girl because it meant she and her lover would come together.

Stacy felt as if there were only one orgasm and they were all sharing it as they simultaneously climaxed.

Both Bernedette and Stacy trembled violently and screamed out together with their physical joy.

And then the moment of passion was over and Bernedette fell limp on top of Stacy, catching her breath.

Both girl's listened to their breathing and their heartbeats slowly returning to normal. Stacy's cunt burned.

With her passion appeased for the moment, Stacy was aware for the first time of just how much her cunt hurt.

She could tell that her pussy was going to be sore for a couple of days from the brutal ravaging it had received.

Bernedette left the cock inside her pussy for a moment before withdrawing and rolling over onto her back off of her slave.

"That was wonderful," Stacy said, her afterglow making her voice sound far-away and dreamy in texture.

"It's only beginning," Michele said, pulling her fingers away from her soupy honey pot and raising them to her face.

Michele held her fingers so she could see how wet and slippery they were.

She sniffed them and licked them clean.

"Give me the dildo, Bernedette," Michele said abruptly, rising from her straight-backed desk chair.

Bernedette swung her legs over the side of the bed.

She had both her knees and her ankles together as she did this.

The tip of the fake cock was sticking up at the ceiling.

The shaft was running parallel to Bernedette's flat tummy.

She rose to her feet and sighed, as she savored her own glow.

She pulled the strapped dildo over her toes and held it by the belt as she handed it to Michele.

"You might want to wipe it Bernedette said, seeing the amount of blood and cunt cream the pole had accumulated.

"Oh, I have a slave to do my cleaning for me," Michele said.

The wires were removed from Stacy's wrists and ankles.

"First you lick it clean," Michele said to Stacy, making a hissing sound like a snake between her teeth. "And then you take it up the ass!"

Stacy had a hard time moving even after the wires were removed from her wrists and her ankles.

She had to shake her hands to get the blood flowing back into them – so sensation would return.

Once the pins and needles in her fingertips faded away she sat up on the bed and massaged her feet.

Just as she had anticipated there were ugly red rings in her flesh where the wires had been wrapped.

Stacy soon felt a little better even though her elbows and knees felt stiff from being forced straight for so long.

Her head cleared and she turned to Michele who was standing next to the bed with her feet far apart.

She had put on the dildo so it was sticking out straight from her loins, at a slightly upward angle.

Stacy had heard what Michele had said, and was a little nervous about having the pole stuck up her ass.

She knew that her asshole was even tighter than her pussy, and did not know how to lubricate itself.

Unlike the muscles in her cunt, the muscles in her ass were designed to push things out rather than let them in.

At the same time she felt that twinge of fear she felt a tingling beginning in her hot rectum.

An ache grew deep inside her bowels as her sexuality once again gained control of the little girl's will.

She knew that she would loved getting fucked anally, no matter how severe the pain she would endure.

"Kneel before me," Michele said firmly, looking at Stacy with fire in her eyes.

Stacy subserviently got off of the bed and stood on the floor.

She was a little unsteady as her feet still felt a bit numb.

She dropped to her knees slowly in front of Michele.

Stacy Turner sat on the backs of her calves and looked at the dildo.

Stacy could smell the scent of her own pussy on the erect log of rubber pointing at her pretty face.