Unckown - The Willing Mrs. Talbot

He laughed once more, his cackle high-pitched and wild, less human, than anything Maggie could imagine. She watched frozen in place, as the beating continued, wondering how the woman could stand such pain.

Of course she realized that there was only one way for the woman to endure such suffering. She would have to be enjoying it, and there was no doubt in Maggie's mind, now, that that was exactly the case.

She watched as Laurel twisted and turned to meet each falling blow, her body quaking violently with delight, her head now and then thrown back in a tortured gasp that seethed with both pain and pleasure.

From the way she was shuddering and turning under the blows, eagerly thrusting her flesh back to meet them again and again, the woman could only be enjoying this. For Maggie, the idea was once more horrible and frightening. To enjoy such pain, such humiliation and suffering was beyond her understanding.

He has destroyed her mind, she thought with growing fear. He has twisted her very soul into some perverted lusting for agony. He has taken this woman and made her his willing, eager slave. That was undeniable.

"Have you had enough, bitch?" E.G. growled, now. He pressed the tip of the cane into the small of his wife's back and ground it savagely against her spine. "Have you been punished enough, pig?"

She moaned and shook her head, trembling uncontrollably, now. "No, E.G., you know I haven't," she sobbed thickly. "I need the final stroke, I need the brutal attack! I need your manhood to take me cruelly to complete the discipline!"

He laughed, satisfied with her answer. He lay the cane to one side and began to run his heavy, hard hands over her buttocks. "Then you shall have what you need," he chuckled cruelly. "You shall have it, I promise you!"

His fingers slid up and down along the cleft between the woman's red, bruised cheeks. He kneaded her flesh cruelly, driving his fingers deeper into the cleft, making her gasp as he probed the moist valley of her ass.

She sobbed as she felt the digits thrusting against her anal dot, cruelly poking at the tender, ruby entrance to her pit. She felt the hard, thick digits twisting around against her moist opening, and gasped as he savagely forced a finger into her.

"Yes, pig, I'm going to take your hole," he snarled viciously. "I'm going to give you the fucking you deserve, where you deserve it!"

Squealing with delight, the woman bucked her bottom back against his hand, moaning as she felt him forcing a finger into her bum. The thick, hard prong slid into the tight, narrow passage rudely, twisting harshly against her warm, inner walls.

E.G. Talbot groaned softly as he forced his finger deeper into his wife's anal pit. He wiggled the finger back and forth inside of her, now, pushing her soft, warm walls apart to accommodate his invading tool.

Laurel shuddered violently with the vicious invasion of her bum. He was not taking his time, not probing her gently, but driving the finger into her as hard as he could. He obviously, intended to prepare her asshole for his cock as quickly as possible, and Maggie watched with sickening horror as the big man thrust another finger into Laurel's hot, aching tunnel.

"Ohh, God, it hurts so wonderfully, E.G.," the woman moaned, trembling violently under the impact of the second penetration. "Yes, harder, deeper, Master! Put your fingers into me, now, hurt me, now!"

The woman rocked from left to right, grinding her buttocks against his hand as he thrust the fingers completely into her asshole, now. She sobbed with the harsh, burning pain of them in her pit, shuddering as the man scraped the buried prongs ruthlessly against her delicate inner flesh.

"This is the way you deserve to be taken, scum," snarled the man as he twisted and turned his fingers in Laurel's bum. "You need to have it done this way, it will teach you another lesson in obedience!"

He rode his fingers back and forth inside of her asshole now, and Maggie saw him squeezing and kneading her buttocks with his other hand. The two fingers grew slippery with her anal juice, and the big man rubbed his groin against one of her thighs as his fierce digits attacked her damp canal.

"Pigs deserve to be fucked like pigs," he growled at his wife, plunging the fingers deep into her asshole again, making her weep with the sudden agony once more. "You'll be fucked like the pig you are, I promise you!"

"Your manhood, E.G., give me your manhood, now," the woman moaned, swaying from left to right, moving her thigh violently against his groin. "Ohh, God, my master, take my asshole painfully, now, I beg you!"

With his fingers still riding savagely back and forth along her anal passage, the big man now unzipped his trousers and pulled his huge, fat shaft from inside. Maggie gasped as she saw the rod, for it was abnormally large, already throbbing with obvious passion and need.

She watched him rubbing the thick, long spear against his wife's bruised thigh, then, making it grow even bigger and harder as he leaned into the quivering woman. He was gasping too, now, his breath coming in labored spurts, a clear indication of the lust that was consuming him.

He moaned as he drove his fingers deep into his wife's asshole once more, rolling them around against her aching bum tunnel, spreading it as far apart as possible. He shuddered with the surging greed that was roaring in his flesh and laughed as he pumped the digits in and out of her bum once more.

"I'm ready, pig, are you?" he hissed coldly. "Are you ready to be taken, scum!"

Laurel nodded wildly again, renewing her grip on the edge of the bar, firming her stance by shifting her feet on the floor. Her legs were wide apart, now, taut with excitement and anticipation. -

"Yes, now, E.G.," she sobbed almost breathlessly. "Yes, take me, now, Master! Take me in my bum, right now!"

The big man laughed coldly and pulled his fingers from her tender pit. He gripped her buttocks with his hands and spread them far apart, then pressed the huge, throbbing head of his cock against her anal dot.

She gasped as she felt the burning tip of his shaft pounding against her warm, moist entrance. She groaned and shuddered, thrusting her asshole against the insistent prong. Suddenly he shoved himself into her, ruthlessly driving the prick into the tight, narrow pit.

Laurel's scream was chilling in Maggie's ears as she saw E.G.'s huge, long shaft disappear into the woman's bum. The fat, massive prong drove hard and fast into the woman's pit, in seconds, buried to the hilt in her quaking passage.

Laurel shuddered with the impact of the violent penetration, thrust forward against the table. She moaned as she felt her husband grinding his huge belly against the curve of her buttocks, his thick, hard tool pounding in the depths of her hole.

"God, yes, it's so good inside me, E.G.," she moaned. Her voice was weak and trembling, but the pleasure of her agony was clear. "Now, take me hard, right now!"

The man grabbed hold of her slender hips and pulled his cock out of her once more. He shuddered as his flesh slithered along the taut, gripping walls of her pit, then he slammed hard and fast into her pit once again.

Laurel Talbot shuddered and sobbed under the brutal assault, but ground her own, soft behind against his thrusting belly. She felt the hard, pounding weapon searing her inner walls brutally, but eagerly followed the rhythm of his attack, now.

Together they rocked and swayed from side to side as E.G. drove.into her. He pumped his huge, quaking prong in and out of her asshole viciously, laughing as he squeezed her flesh in his massive hands.

"Yes, this is how you deserve it, pig," he laughed savagely. "This is how you should be taken, scum!"

"Harder, E.G., take me harder," the woman moaned in ecstasy. "Hurt me, darling! Hurt me, Master, please!"