'No, no, no,' she said over and over again, more to herself than to him.
'Swing that ass, baby, swing it,' Brad said, rubbing his cock.
The big man got up, fumbling with his zipper, tugging down the tab and fishing out, his rigid cock. While still rocking that blade back and forth, he moved his fingers up and down his eight-inch cock, smearing his pre-cum as a lubricant over the veined flesh.
The repeated touch and chill of the knife sent pangs of lust through the terrified woman. She slowly became conscious of the sensation in her cunt. The stinging juice dribbling across her cuntlips made her clit swell bigger, harder. Rhoda groaned, wiggling her ass. She experienced an incredibly intense flash of lust shooting out from her clit. Her nipples throbbed in time to the beating of her clit!
'Huhhhrrrrr!'
She was grunting, wheezing and yelping like a dog. She sounded more and more like Rex as her cunt exploded with excitement. The nylons sliced into her wrist as her pulse raced.
She opened her eyes and turned her head around again, seeing the big man hovering over her. He was stroking his long, fat cock that stood out from between his halved Levi's.
'Ahhhhhh!'
Rhoda felt the tip of the knife touching her clit. The searing, titillating pain was inseparable from the thrill of the direct touch. The more he moved his knife around, the more she felt her cuntlips blossom. It felt as if they were on fire!
'Wawwhhhhhh!'
The woman didn't know what to do. She whimpered and wailed. One moment she was begging him to let her go, the next moment she wanted him to stick that long fat dick up her cunt. Her pounding pulse amplified as the knife trailed around and around the wet base of her clit.
Her cunt juice flowed out faster. Rhoda felt lust rising in her belly and spreading to her swinging tits.
'Oh stop it! Please stop it…'
Rhoda felt as if she were sailing up to the ceiling. The knife was poking now at the rim, of her asshole. The woman gasped with shock. The pinprick-like stabs forced the rubbery ring of flesh inward, barely breaking the gray-pink skin. For a second she imagined that it was Brad's dick poking at her asshole, trying to force itself in, forcing her to fuck in a way she'd never dreamed possible.
'Man, baby, yeahhh! You're sure hot!' Brad gasped.
He was panting heavily now, still jacking at his cock. His fist moved harder and faster, up and down his slippery shaft. He poked the tip of the knife back between the puffy outer edges of her cuntlips. Rhoda rolled her hips from side to side, arching her back and shoving her butt back at him.
'Ohhhhhhhhrhhrrr!'
Her cunt, her asshole, her buttocks all blazed with hellish sexual fury. Sweat trickled into her eyes, making them burn and itch. She felt sweat rolling down her thighs, mixing with her cuntjuice and staining the bedspread.
'Stupid bitch. Goddamned little whoring cunt,' Brad panted, hitting her ass again and making her asscheeks jiggle. He threw the knife away, pulling his Levi's all the way down and crawling up behind Rhoda.
The woman was panting for breath now. She felt the blind stabs of his cock against her cunt. Then he moved it farther up. His prick slithered up, up her wet asscrack toward her bunghole. Desperately the woman tilted her ass downward, wanting something, anything to fill her cunt.
He was fingering her clit, rolling it, until Rhoda thought she was going to piss from the increased friction. She rolled her hips forward while Brad grabbed her thighs and centered his cock over her asshole.
'No, no, not… not there!'
The big man tightened his grip, bearing down on Rhoda with a grunt.
She screamed, her back arching. Her face drained of blood. She twisted in her bonds, rearing back, then pitching forward as the spongy head of his cock pushed hard against her wrinkled shitter skin. The ache radiated out to her asscheeks as Rhoda yelped and shrieked.
All the screaming and pleading in the world wouldn't keep his cock from violating her.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Rhoda brayed like an ass.
Her lungs filled with air while her nostrils flared wildly. She was letting out strange-sounding strangled grunts. He was trying to stick that big thing into her ass, trying to screw his cock up her ass while holding tightly on to her hipbones. The woman was going crazy. The pain was terrible, making her belly buck and turn over. The big muscles in her thighs and ass cramped.
'No, stop, uhhghhhh…'
Tears of shame and rage rolled down her flushed cheeks. Several times Brad reached under her belly and toyed with her tits, squeezing her nipples, rolling them around while pinching the tiny rubbery tips. Rhoda let out a long breath, then sucked in more air, holding it there while she felt the big man trying to shove his cock in a little farther.
'Damn it,' he muttered in frustration. 'Relax, baby. This is gonna be better than any cunt-fuckin',' he said, slapping her ass again and again.
Rhoda couldn't think straight. The fire, the knife trailing along her cuntlips, had confused her. She was whimpering, unable to control her thoughts and emotions. How could she relax? She sobbed, the bruising fingers on her nipples making every ounce of her heavy tits ache. She wished in a strange way that he would tear the aroused nubs off her tits.
'Come on, baby, come on.'
He bent forward, draping his muscular body over hers like a rug. He bit her neck. Rhoda threw her head back. She raised herself up, her ass swiveling. She needed to feel a cock up her cunt, something good and hard and hot there. But instead this animal was trying to skewer her ass.
'Fuck, fuck…'
Rhoda whispered the terrible word, hoping Brad would change his tactics and move his cock over to her pussy. But the big man was adamant, still holding her tightly, still tightening his thigh muscles and trying to shove his dickhead up her tight shit-chute.
'Noooooo!'
The itching, burning sensation in and around her cunt was driving her crazy. Even the pain shooting out of her asshole made her wild. Rhoda thrust back against Brad's dick like a dervish, her ass weaving, her back sagging at first, then arching. Rhoda couldn't control herself. She felt wanton, crazy and lustful, wanting every pore of her body violated by this animal.
'Huhhhrhwwawwh!'
Brad's fingernails clawed at the sensitive rim of her nipples. The woman grunted and sobbed with pain. The combination of the ungodly stretching in her shitter and the tough, gouging pain around her nipples drove her crazy.
'Shit, move it like that. Like… ughhhhhh, like that, baby,' Brad whispered, flicking his tongue in her ear.
'No, no, noooooo!'
Rhoda cursed and drooled, her head rolling from side to side. She clawed desperately at the bedspread, tugging wildly at the nylons still holding her wrists captive. The throbbing ache in her heavy tits needed more stimulation. She forced her big-tipped tits against Brad's hands. The twisting, itchy agony in her nipples was unbearable.
'Shit, you're still too Goddamned tight,' Brad said, moving off her body.
My cunt. Fuck my cunt! Rhoda thought desperately.
But, in spite of her arousal, she couldn't bring herself to say those words. Instead, she grunted and panted, hoping he'd get the idea. At times she was growling like a dog. The whirling, knot of lust in her crotch was growing hotter and hotter, threatening at times to explode.
Sometimes she hated the excitement, hated the cock and the hands causing it. She was a good woman, a
