Paul Gable - Mother in bondage

The ropes cut painfully into her wrists and ankles as Glenda guessed what Sam had in store for her. The big man grunted with pleasure as he forced his thumbs into the tight crack between her cheeks and slid them quickly up to her bunghole. Glenda grunted with fear and shame as she felt the stable master's thumbtips scrap across the smooth, puckered membranes surrounding her tight shitter.

"Ohhhhh," Glenda groaned, feeling her body shudder as Sam slid one of his thumbs into her shit-chute.

"Ever been butt-fucked before, babe? Like I said, I love asses. And yours looks like it's gonna be one hell of prize for my cock!" Sam growled as he slid the other thumb into the hole, then pried her asshole open.

"Ahhhh!" Glenda cried out as she felt a cool rush of air blow into her shitter.

"Feelin' good already, ain't it?" Sam grunted, pulling his right hand away from the woman's ass. He moved it to his fly and unzipped his trousers, pulling his eight-inch prick out.

Glenda could feel something hot bump up against her upturned asscheeks. She guessed what it was and sucked in a deep breath to prepare herself for the rape.

"Ohh, NO! It hurts! It h-h-hurts!"

Glenda cried as she felt the big bulbous head of Sam's dick press against her shithole, then force its way into her gut. The agony ripped across her belly and around to her cunt and tits as the stable master ignored Glenda's pleas and kept on shoving forward.

"Ohhhh, yeah baby, yeah," he grunted, closing his eyes and sweating like an animal as he shoved forward harder. The brunette wailed and shuddered under the vicious attack as Sam wrapped his big hairy paws around her hips and pulled her back against his smelly groin. He moved her back and forth slightly with his hands, adding to the already tight friction her bunghole was giving him.

"Ohhh, Nooo! Godddddd!" Glenda cried out as her teeth chattered from the excruciating pain. The brunette felt humiliated and degraded beyond words. No one had ever done this to her before – not even Carl. And here she was, tied down in front of this animal so that he could stick his fuckshaft into her ass! Just the idea of it revolted her.

"Ughhhhh!" Sam grunted as he shoved the final inches of his ugly, vein-streaked dick into Glenda's ass.

The two of them didn't move for several minutes, panting heavily from the exhaustion that resulted from this fucking. Her asshole throbbed in time to the pulses racking Sam's embedded dick. Glenda prayed that Sam would cum soon. He might let her go after shooting his wad.

"Cum, cum!" Glenda moaned, hanging her head down and smelling the stale horse piss that reeked up from the floor.

"Told you you'd like it," Sam grunted, squeezing his fat asscheeks together and drawing his throbbing dick slowly out of Glenda's butt. The brunette shuddered as she felt that thick pole pushing her slitter farther and farther apart. She thought that he'd break her apart.

"Ohhhhhhh!" Glenda moaned as Sam hunched his prong back in until his hairy groin rubbed up against her full ass. He repeated this in-out motion, twisting and grinding his hips. Glenda hunched forward with every thrust. Sam was grunting and sweating with his ass-fucking, swearing like an old sailor as his cock throbbed closer and closer toward orgasm.

"Fuckin' slut! Bitch! Whore!" he cried out at her. He dug his powerful fingers harder into her sides until they were colored black and blue. He could feel the hot juices bubbling in his rising balls as his dick blasted faster and faster into Glenda's asshole.

"Hhhhhh! Nnnnhhh! Uhghhhh!"

Sam suddenly grunted as his body stiffened and his groin slammed hard against Glenda's ass, nearly bowling her over. He was cumming! Her ass was actually filling up with this man's disgusting in. Glenda almost vomited as she felt something hot and wet pour into her shitter. It was like getting an enema at the hospital as Sam dumped his full, steaming load into her bowels.

"Mmmmm, yeah, yeah, yeah," the stable master finally grunted as his cumming wound down to a few throbs racking his ass-embedded dickhead. Glenda gasped out in relief, thanking God that it was all over. The stable master had shot his load. Now maybe he'd let her go.

"Ohhhhhhh," the brunette sighed as Sam pulled his flaccid cock out of her asshole with a loud pop. "Not bad, baby. But you're not half as good as half the bitches around the county. Maybe when you get used to it, you'll improve," Sam said, chuckling softly to himself as he flipped his dick back into his Levi's and zipped up his fly.

Glenda didn't say a word. She knew that any kind of begging just excited Sam more.

"I'm through with you for now, babe. But I just can't let you go," Sam said, kneeling down in front of the prostrate Glenda once more.

The brunette felt a thrill of horror shoot through her as the big man's words sank in.

"Let me go. Let me go," Glenda murmured as she turned her head away from the leering man.

Slowly, the brunette tucked her legs under her ass and pushed up with her bruised, welt-covered thighs. Glenda's flesh ached and stung from the vicious beating she'd received. Sam's cooling jizz leaked out of her stretched asshole, trickling over her asscheeks to her thighs.

Glenda shuddered in disgust when she finally stood up and turned around. There was Sam Becker, sneering at her in triumph. Pieces of hay and clumps of dirt clung to her hair and body.

"Hell, you're so pretty now," Sam commented wryly, stepping forward and raising his right hand.

Glenda instinctively cringed, waiting for the big paw to come down across her face.

"Got you well trained, bitch," Sam said, chuckling. "Can't lose somethin' like you," Sam grunted as he reached out and grabbed her tightly again by the arms.

"Oh God, no!" Glenda moaned as she felt Sam's thick, wet lips slide up and down her neck. She tilted her head back and closed her eyes, twisting in his tight grip as the big stable master sucked and lapped at her skin. He was enjoying her disgust and revulsion. The more she howled and begged, the more he taunted her.

Glenda tried to keep herself from reacting to the big man's advances. But just the thought of the big, fat stable master crawling all over her body made her want to retch.

"Give ol' Sam a big, sloppy kiss," the stable man said in a mocking voice.

Glenda felt his right hand slide up from her bare asscheeks to the back of her head. He grabbed her skull tightly, forcing her face hard against his.

"Nnnnnnngh," the brunette wailed in a high-pitched voice as the big man's rancid breath filled her nostrils. Glenda looked at that puffy, red, sweat-covered face and felt Sam's belly grinding and bumping against hers. She wanted to howl like an animal.

"Come on," Sam urged, pushing her head harder against his.

Glenda felt the hot breath from Sam's mouth against hers. Quickly she opened her mouth and closed it again, sinking her front teeth hard into the big man's thick lips.

"Ooooooowwww!" he howled, jerking back and covering his mouth with both hands.

Glenda saw her chance. As blood seeped from his lips, the brunette spun around and ran for the front door of the stable. She was stark naked and might be running in front of someone she knew. But this wasn't the time for thinking about embarrassment. She couldn't take much more of this treatment from Sam. She had to get out of there.

"Where the fuck you think you goin'?" Glenda heard Sam bellow out.

Her heart skipped a beat as she tore open the big wooden doors and stepped out into the bright moonlight. It was night already! Someone must be looking for her by now! God only knows why they didn't try the stables. All she had to do was slip past Sam, then make a break for it to the house. Hilda the maid and the other help would be there. They'd lock the door and call the police, and the long nightmare would be over.