Unckown - The Willing Mrs. Talbot

E.G. watched with a leering grin on his face, his joy at his wife's degradation and suffering apparent in his eyes. He smirked as she slowly forced more and more of the hoe handle into her bum, her voice now a breathless sob as the pain seared through her delicate tunnel.

"Deeper, scum, deeper, he snarled savagely. "Put it all the way in, I want to see every inch of it in your bum!"

Her anal passage was spread wide by this time, and the fierce, throbbing agony was more than the poor woman could bear. She sobbed thickly, gasping as she gave the metal blade of the hoe a final turn, embedding the tool completely in her ripped and bleeding anal pit.

She could not speak as she lay there, jerking spasmodically with the rippling pain that washed through her tunnel. Her inner walls throbbed savagely against the tool, and her free hand was bunched up into a tight, hard fist that she hammered against the stone deck of the terrace in agony.

E.G. Talbot was not satisfied with this, however, he grinned at the woman and nodded, hissing at her coldly. "Turn it, bitch, turn the handle in your ass," he snarled. "You haven't widened your pit enough for me yet! Get to work, scum!"

He gazed at her with a look of triumph on his face as the tortured woman began to turn the buried handle in her asshole. She twisted it from left to right, screaming each time she did, the pain blinding her eyes with the fury of it, now.

E.G. cackled in delight and glanced at the others with an insane grin on his lips. "You see how she willingly accepts my discipline?" he laughed. "You see how she will obey me, and take her punishment for defying me, earlier?" He glanced back at his wife, then, lying on the terrace, quivering with pain, moving the handle of the hoe back and forth against her anal interior. She jerked with the pain of her actions, no longer even crying, now, so fierce was the agony, that it took every bit of her strength just to breathe.

Her husband watched for a little while longer, then he bent over and brushed her hand from the blade of the hoe. He took hold of the metal and began to ride it back and forth inside of her, opening the passage even more.

She wailed with the renewed pain of his assault, shuddering with the horrible agony he was giving her. He laughed in delight at her screams, and drove the hoe handle in and out of her bum, until it was stained with the blood of her torn pit.

"You deserve nothing but to suffer for defying me, scum," he growled at her. "You deserve the punishment of a hard, vicious rape for your actions."

He continued sliding the hoe in and out of her bum for several more moments, then at last pulled the bloody handle from her damaged canal and unzipped his trousers with his free hand.

His cock was already throbbing wildly, huge and thick with engorged blood. He knelt down behind his wife, then, pulling her buttocks apart, cruelly. He thrust the head of his, prick between her tender, ravaged cheeks, and shoved his thick, long tool into her, viciously.

She screamed at the sudden and violent penetration of her bum, and gasped as the cock rode deep into her pit. She bucked forward from the force of his invasion, moaning softly, now, as he buried the weapon completely in her hole.

"This is the kind of fucking you deserve, bitch," he snarled as he forced his meat into her. "This is the kind of sex a pig that disobeys me deserves as punishment!"

He gasped as he, thrust his cock in and out of her burn, now, twisting and turning the huge, throbbing weapon against her inner flesh. He was pounding his shaft back and forth along the slippery canal, moaning with delight each time he drove it further into her dripping cave.

The woman lay there, moaning as she endured her husband's brutal and savage attack. She thrashed under the driving weapon, gasping as he pumped viciously into her. His cock was pounding with the boiling lust that roared in his flesh, filling her bum completely, now, with its power and thickness.

"She endures her punishment," he gasped, thrusting and grinding inside of the woman. "She takes the discipline she deserves!"

The poor woman was barely conscious by this time. She shuddered with each thunderous thrust of his meat, a thick, harsh gasp escaping her lips as he powered he manhood into her.

E.G. was relentless in his attack, now. He moaned and shuddered with pleasure, thrilling to the pain he knew he was giving to his wife, enjoying the way her body quivered from the savagery of his attack.

He bucked in and out of her bum, moaning and gasping with delight, his face a grim, tortured mask of ecstasy. His passion was fierce and uncontrollable now, and it was, obvious that his only, concern was his own passion, by this time.

Again and again he rammed into the woman's pit. She sobbed quietly, now. She no longer screamed with each assault, no longer wailed in agony from the brutality he was using in his attack. She merely lay there, jerking from the violence of his motion, too drained and exhausted to respond any longer.

E.G. rammed his prick into her wildly, now. The frenzy of his lust had consumed him, by this time, and he was caught in the grip of it as he powered into the woman's behind. He laughed and cried out as he felt her muscles, kneading his meat, her tender walls undulating against his driving prong.

"Yes, this the kind of passion you need, scum," he hissed breathlessly. "This is the kind of love you deserve! Discipline, bitch, punishment, yes!"

His voice was tortured with pleasure, almost mad with the passion that roared in his loins. He threw his head back and moaned like an animal, and kneaded her slender hips, cruelly, with his big, meaty hands.

Harder and harder he rode his prick into Laurel's bottom. Her buttocks spread wide, quivering with the pain and force of his attack. The twin half moons were blood stained and burned from the metal whip he had used on them, and a steady trickle of blood oozed from her ravaged chamber.

Faster now, he powered into the steaming twine!. She jerked violently from the impact of his cock, felt his prick expanding rapidly in her bottom. He held tight to her hips, now, moaning as the rhythm and pace of his attack reached a fevered pitch.

"Yes, bitch, I am almost there," he groaned. "I am almost to the moment I desire! I'm going to come, scum, come in your worthless asshole now!"

He groaned thickly, now, pounding his cock back and forth in the poor woman's asshole as the climax began to roar in his balls, and throb in his cock. He drove hard and fast, burying his tool in the depths of her asshole, now, shuddering as the climax began to race through him.

He bucked furiously as the boiling come spurted from his tool. The thick, creamy wads of semen splashed against her anal walls, and the sheer force of their impact made the woman shudder violently, now.

E.G. moaned and twisted the spurting weapon in his wife's asshole. He held onto her body, hungrily, as his seed spilled from his shaft. Again and again his body shivered with the release, until finally he had emptied his load completely in her poor, damaged tunnel.

He pulled out of her with a loud, long moan and stood up, sighing heavily. He reached down beside her and picked up her dress, wiping his cock clean of his own come, and her thick, red blood.

He turned and grinned at the others, a rippling laugh booming in his chest. "Well, I guess you all can see, now, who is master here," he cackled. "Only I can command with that kind of power, and you are helpless to do anything other than agree with me!"

He sat down at the table and poured himself a glass of wine. He sipped at it happily, glaring at the others with a look of smug contempt on his face. He was quite confident that they would have to surrender to his domination, now.