Sweating like a pig he went below to the living room level, but stopped at the terrace
door. Massaging the lotion into her skin had awakened a whole flood of memories, of
summers spent at the pool, at the lake, surfing, nearly every day of every summer past. At
no other times he had been that close to her, and the sensation of her warm, soft skin
under his hands had provided material for his wet dreams until winter most of the time.
Just like now he had felt her relax under his tender ministrations, had clearly enjoyed to
feel his hands on her skin. But had the bitch ever followed up on any of his leads? Oh no,
not her! Never her!
Anger and frustration boiled up in him, but for once he had a direct outlet for
both. This time she couldn`t jump up and wriggle in the grass just out of reach. Now he
was the one in control, and exactly that he would come to exert now!
One look into his bag and he found the dyed jute sack and the broad dog collar.
At the sound of his running steps she jerked up, but before her eyes could go wide he had
pulled the sack over her head and fixed it with the collar around her throat. A sound of
protest came muffled through the thick fabric as he grabbed her hips and heaved her onto
her knees.
With a jerky motion he tore the mask from his face, soon followed by the rest of
his clothes, and kicked her knees brutally apart. Petra cried out, but he was behind her
in a second, his hard cock already in his hand.
“You are nothing but a wanton whore, and exactly as a whore like you deserves
you`re going to get served now!” Her whole body tensed up and somehow she managed to press
her knees closed, but that didn`t do her much good anyway. He wasn`t aiming for her cunt.
Her anus was still slightly wet from sweat and lube, but in this moment he
wouldn`t have cared if she had been as dry as the desert. He pushed his cock against her
sphincter, and with a powerful thrust he buried his dick deep inside her ass.
She shrieked and tried to pull away, but it was easy to keep his grip locked on
her hips and thrust into her with all his might. At first she wailed with every single
penetration, but soon that died down to an unintelligible sobbing and whimpering, and he
so didn`t care. On the contrary, it urged him on and made him fuck her faster and deeper.
His nails bit into her skin and he drew bloody furrows all over her back, and he loved the
look of the red droplets welling up.
It took him a small yet blissful eternity until he came with a loud shout, and
she sagged to the floor crying hard when he let go of her. No longer the confident young
woman who had ignored him, he had reduced her to a quivering heap of flesh with three
holes just existing for his amusement.
This he had been waiting for, taking her, abusing her. His pulse still thundered
through his body, and he had seldom felt so alive ever before. Having so much power over
her was undoing all the rage that had built up in him over the years, and he roared again
just to express the feeling of pure joy cursing through his veins.
He spat on her back and watched with satisfaction as a slightly bloody mixture of
sperm and lube came dripping out of her ass onto her pussy and thighs. Like that he left
her to fetch his smokes and something to drink.
***
Even minutes after he had disappeared she still lay on her side shaking uncontrollably.
Never before had she been treated like that, simply used and then discarded, and most of
the anguish wrenching her apart was from simple despair than the actual pain of her
rectum.
For hours she had waited for him to ravage her, but she hadn`t even dared
contemplate it to happen like that. She had been all frozen when she realized how furious
he had been when he had so suddenly returned, and hadn`t even thought about putting up a
fight. Not that she could have done much, but she had simply knelt there like a statue and
had suffered through it. But at least the pain in her ass had been cathartic, and had torn
her right out of that lethargy again.
But now she lay there and cried, and could neither wipe away the tears running
down her face nor get rid of the mucus clogging her nose and mouth. It was all the same to
her, and she just wanted to be left alone. But even that he wouldn`t grant her.
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