## Archive-name: repayment2

From: KZYX61B@prodigy.com (Jessica Lynn)

Subject: repayment part 2

Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.hetero

I lay crumpled over my bed, gasping for my very life, still bound to the headboard. My mind was spinning, not able to comprehend what this gorgeous man had just done to me. Anger began to rise from the pit of my stomach like a burning fire, but I felt something else too. The more that reality sunk into my head, the more I realized how totally horny I still was from this bizarre violation. I could feel my poor abused pussy getting moist and I felt ashamed that I enjoyed this attack. Jon began to stir behind me. "Did you enjoy that bitch?!" he demanded. When I did not answer, Jon grabbed my hair roughly and jerked my head backwards very close to his face. "Tell me how much you liked it!" he hissed. "I-I liked it," I stuttered. Jon began to rub me again, around my back and then my ass. He took a finger and rubbed up and down the crack of my ass a few times. I could tell he was getting aroused again. Part of me wanted more, and part of me was very frightened that I would be killed. "P-please Jon," I pleaded, "let me go and I swear to God that I will never tell anyone what happened here tonight." He ignored my pleas and continued stroking my ass, occasionally dipping a finger into my still moist cunt. "Still hot for me, huh, bitch?" he sneered. "What say we deflower that tight ass of yours?" I began to cry and beg for him to have mercy on me and my poor ass. I told how I had never allowed my ass to be violated. My begging fell upon deaf ears. Jon grabbed his discarded underwear and stuffed them into my mouth telling me that fucking my ass would hurt like hell and that he didn't want anyone to hear my screams of agony. Positioned once more behind me, Jon began to slip his pinky finger into my tight virgin asshole. It didn't hurt as bad as I had anticipated. He wiggled it around a little and decided that this thumb was a better choice. It was thick and long, and it did hurt some. I was squealing like a pig through my underwear gag. Jon tried each of his fingers out on my little hole. Then without warning jammed his first finger and middle finger roughly into my anus. I screamed in vain for no one would hear my wails of pain through this disgusting gag. He jabbed those two fingers as deep as they would reach and began moving them in and out of my hole with much vigor. Three and four fingers managed to make their way into my now stretched asshole, faster and harder, and the friction felt like fire. I knew what Jon was trying to train my hole for : he was going to fist fuck my tight asshole for all it was worth. I could feel him trying to push his whole hand up into my bowels and I knew that I would surely pass out before he could succeed. Unfortunately, unconsciousness would not come. Slowly yet forcefully, Jon pushed his hand into my rectum, pulled out, and rammed it home again. Over and over, this torture happened. Jon pulled out his hand abruptly and rubbed my cunt with his now rock hard prick. I could feel something wet and sticky running down my legs. Miserably I realized that it was my own blood flowing from my injured asshole. Jon made one huge thrust into my shrinking hole so deeply that I thought it would emerge out of my mouth. He made two mighty thrusts and began to pound my numb ass as hard as he could. In and out he pistoned his big cock until he was almost ready to cum. He withdrew from my aching ass and spewed hot, sticky cum onto my back and hair. Jon unlocked my binds and laid me onto my back and removed the filthy gag. He straddled my chest and moved his cock very close to my face. "Lick it clean," he said quite calmly. I just laid there dumbly, my body aching, not truly understanding what Jon was suggesting. SLAP!! Right across my face with the back of his hand. "I said lick it CLEAN!" Opening my mouth like a robot, I slipped his nasty cock into my mouth. It was the most horrible taste in the world, but I licked his dick clean and just laid there with his softening dick hanging out of my mouth. Jon removed his dick from my slack mouth and before I could comprehend what was happening, I felt a hot burning liquid hitting my face, stinging my eyes, and dribbling into my mouth. This guy was pissing on me!! Jon got up and began dressing. He looked down at me with much disgust in his eyes. "Get cleaned up. We're going out tonight."

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